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I was eighteen, short for my age at just five foot and very slim. Often people thought I was younger, but my Id proved them wronged. While I generally enjoyed school, I hated sports and took every opportunity to avoid them. When, however, I could not get out of sports, I usually tended to go for cross country runs, probably because they involved no physical contact. Looking back now, however, I see one of those cross country runs set me on a path for life. Our runs took us for miles, through urban areas and also through woodland and parks. On such runs naturally the urge to urinate would eventually arise, but my rule of thumb was to hold-out as long as I could, even if the act of running was exacerbating the necessity. One one particular run I found myself increasingly desperate, so when, as I entered a woodland, I spotted a sign for some public toilets, I immediately padded down the path through the bushes and trees and came to a secluded toilet. Entering, it took a bit before my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness compared to the bright sunlight outside. A sort of twilight, lit purely from whatever daylight managed to filter through the small and dirty windows at a high level on one wall. I stepped over to the urinals and, fishing my penis out from the leg of my shorts, let go a long stream of piss from my bursting bladder. As I finished I realised that a tall man was also standing at the end urinal and seemed to be watching me intently. Somewhat innocently I turned as I rearranged my shorts and our eyes met. Then he glanced down and my eyes automatically followed. He turned slightly and I saw this huge erection jutting from his trousers with two heavy balls hanging below. I stared fascinated. It was the first mans cock I had ever seen, and it was enormously erect with a big swollen purple head that glistened moistly. His hand was wrapped around the shaft and he slowly eased it back and forth, the foreskin rolling over the head as he did so. A big drop of fluid emerged from the end and hung there obscenely, glistening in the dim light. "Come here", he said authoritatively. As if hypnotized, my legs propelled me in his direction, stopping a foot or so in front of him, only for him to reach over, grab my hair with one hand, as his other hand covered my mouth. The shock brought me to my senses, but too late. His fingers were woven into my hair and he forced my head down relentlessly until my face was level with his swollen member. A small biohazard symbol was tattooed to the upper left of his cock. Two fingers of his left hand were being forced into my mouth and he pried my teeth apart until my mouth gaped open. He then slid the swollen moist head of his cock between my lips commanding "Don't try to shout or scream boy. Just enjoy it. Oh, and don't bite me or I'll hurt you," he admonished, removing his fingers so that my lips clamped around the head. I was disgusted but his grip of my hair prevented me from moving my head. He slowly eased his cock further into my mouth until the head hit the back of my mouth at the top of my throat. He moaned and then started thrusting slowly back and forth. He had about four inches in my mouth and transferred his hands to hold my ears while he settled into a rhythm, my saliva and his precum lubricating the thrusts. As he raped my mouth I adjusted to the feel of his cock sliding over my tongue. It seemed like ages but was probably only about five minutes. But he was not satisfied with this and his bell end increasingly bashed against the back of my mouth. Then he held me firmly by the ears as he pushed the head into my throat. "Stop teasing me boy and take it right down your throat. You know you want it.," he said. I gagged and resisted and my arms flailed about as I struggled to resist. But then I heard one of the cubicle doors creak open and realised we had been watched by another man. He came over and grabbed both of my arms pulling them together behind me. At this the first man forced his cock into my throat, ignoring my gagging, and started a brutal throat rape. His cock stretched my throat open and his cock rammed a couple of inches into my gullet. "That's it, throat-rape the little slut," I heard a new voice, as the second man encouraged the first man. I was now held firmly by the ears and wrists and couldn't struggle. "Hang on a minute, let's strip him," , he added and he grasped both my wrists in one hand, and using the other to pull my tee shirt over my head. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together behind my back using my own tee shirt. The first man resumed his rape of my throat, slamming his swollen cock into my gullet and into my throat. The second man then pulled my shorts down to my ankles and raised one of my feet to free the shorts completely. This unbalanced me and I fell forward, impaling myself fully on the tool reaming my throat. Pubic hair was ground into my face as my throat accepted the full length. "Yes, take it!", I heard the first man say and he started long dicking my throat to the hilt. I gasped for air and my breathing rasped noisily as I struggled to breathe around the thick shaft. At the same time I felt my buttocks being parted and a finger pushing into my virgin boyhole. It was withdrawn and the second man spat onto my hole, reinserting the finger to the knuckle. Then a second finger was thrust in alongside stretching my hole open. The man worked my hole loosening it up. Then he pulled out his fingers, kicked my legs apart and I felt his cock head against my spittle wet hole. He held my hips and pushed the head inside. The pain was excruciating, but my groans were muted by the cock raping my throat and my efforts to complain just opened my throat more. The second man pushed and slowly forced his cock further and further in, deeper than I thought possible. Eventually, with one savage thrust his cock was in to the hilt, his pubic hair scratching against my virgin buttocks. "God his cunt is tight", he said. "I think he's a virgin", responded the first,"lets break him in as a pussy boy, I need to dump this toxic load". The second man started thrusting in and out, long smooth strokes that pulled my hole inside out on each exit stroke. Together they long-dicked me both ends synchronizing their strokes so that both ends were filled at the same time. I realised my only hope of surviving was to cooperate and try to relax both my throat and boy hole. "He's starting to enjoy it", one of them said and they settled in for a long session. A whistle announced the arrival of another man. "Hey John, who's your new fuckboy then?" "He's letting you do him bareback. He obviously doesn't know you," I heard. It seemed the new arrival already knew at least one of the first two. "Didn't give him a choice, but he wants it now, Just see how he's taking it and he's gonna get my spunk soon." "You wanna bit of him too?" "Damn right, I'll just get my mate from the van and we'll do him after you." With that he briefly left, returning after a couple of minutes with his mate who asked "Fuck, he's a cute young pussy boy. What's his cunt like?" "Fucking tight. I'm gonna cum in a minute," the first man added. At the same time the rate of his thrusts increased, his shaft swelled even thicker and harder as he pulled my ears tightly, thrusting fully into my throat. His cock pulsated as a stream of hot thick cum poured into my throat. Withdrawing his cock so his head alone remained in my mouth, his balls continued pumping volley after volley into my mouth. "Swallow boy, get used to it," he ordered. I complied, the thick spunk sliding downing my throat as I urgently sought to swallow it all. It tasted funny, sort of salty. I can't say I was sorry when the spurts of cum slowed down, not because I didn't enjoy swallowing his load, but rather if only to catch my breath, only to have him withdraw completely, wiping his cock head on my lips as he muttered "Fuck, that was amazing." "I'm gonna cum too, take my poz load.", the second man said. Shit it made sense. The biohazard and toxic talk. They had HIV and they were cumming in me. I struggled but to no avail. I felt his cock swell and pulse and I felt his hot spunk shooting into my guts, holding it fully in as he filled my boyhole, the hot spunk searing the tenderised insides. Then he too pulled out and a rush of cool air replaced his cock in my ravaged hole. The muscles contracted, closing my ring and preventing the big load of spunk from sliding out. I could feel it sliming about inside. I felt relieved that was over, but I hadn't counted on the two new arrivals. As I looked up the two arrivals, both black men were stripping off. I stared fascinated, one had a long thick erection about 10 inches with a massive cock head while the other had a slightly shorter 9 inches but really thick. They both started to wank their shafts, and I watched, fascinated, as the one in front of me rolled his thick foreskin back over the bell shaped head and it became rock hard with a large drop of precum glistening obscenely at the tip. I started to panic but the first quickly grabbed my head and thrust the head of his cock into my mouth. My lipsstretched to accommodate it all as he slid in along my tongue and into mythroat. At the same time his mate lined his cock up to my open boyhole and thrust in all the way, his massive tool like a bottle stretching the tender walls of my boyhole. I felt spunk running down my legs as the savage battering forced it out. The savage rape of my holes was now taken over by these two black men with huge cocks. "Hold him steady will you", one of them said and the first two men took up a position on each side of me pulling my arms and holding me tightly and rigid. Sweat was pouring down my face and dripped to the floor and my breath rasped noisily as I stuggled to inhale. My throat had become an open channel to the massive invader long dicking me at each thrust. His mate was synchronizing his thrusts so that both were embedded to the hilt together. Fortunately the thick load of spunk lining my boyhole made the anal rape less painful and I focussed on just staying conscious. Suddenly both men stopped, as if by some signal and dragged me into a cubicle. One sat down on the toilet and pulled me back to sit on him, impaled on his engorged cock. It slid fully inside to the hilt. The second black guy grabbed my ankles and drew my legs up to his shoulders, my white socks and trainers each side of his head. His cockhead brushed against my stuffed boyhole. Then slowly he pushed forward and against all resistance forced his cockhead in also. He held a hand over my mouth and suppressed my screams as he pushed further and further into my hole. I must have passed out because after a bit I came to with both cocks fully embedded in my cunt. I felt stretched beyond what was possible. The sitting guy raised me by the hips until both massive cocks were almost out – just the big heads inside my newly formed boy pussy. Then he slammed me back down and the two massive black cocks mashed together expanding my cunt to its limits. Againand again, faster and faster, and gradually the wilder the doublefuck became the more I began to enjoy the invasion and ignore the pain. Slamming in and out, sliding against each other, their two dicks fought, tearing through the last remains of my sweet boyhood. And the tender walls of my newly formed cunt fitted the double fuckpoles like a glove. Then suddenly my head was pulled down to one side as a third guy forced his cock into my mouth and started raping my throat. My boyhole was stretched beyond its limits to take the savage double fuck that was happening and my lips were numb and my throat raw into its brutal rape. I managed to slip my wrists from the tee shirt and clung on to the thighs of the guy under me. Suddenly the door swung open. From the corner of one eye I could see 2 new guys had arrived and were enjoying the spectacle. Here I was, an 18 year old slutboy, naked and being gangraped brutally and at the same time enjoying my conversion into a hollow fucktube. They opened their trouser flys and started pounding their big cocks. It seemed to continue for ages. Eventually I could feel the two cocks in my boy hole speed up further and I felt them expand. One guy and then the other started shooting a huge double load deep into my guts. Then the third guy rammed his cock deep into my throat to the hilt and held it there. I felt it pulsing and throb as jet after jet of thick cum was unloaded deep in my throat. After a minute he pulled his still semi erect cock from my throat, pulled up his jeans and just left without saying anything. I slumped forward against the standing black guy. "Wassup boi?" he asked. But I was too exhausted to reply. He stepped back and the guy under me pushed me forward. I slumped forward onto the floor, naked and sweating, with cum seeping from my cunt and a dribble trailing from my swollen mouth and lips. "You've now got a pussy both ends boi", the first black guy said, pushing a thick finger into my swollen pussy, and the both laughed obscenely. I just lay on the dirty stinking piss covered floor as they dressed, too shattered to move. "We've got some mates who wud love to use you boi, so if you want you can be out new white pussyboi. Just be here next Friday at 5.30 after work". Then they turned and left laughing. The two guys who had been watching now pulled me onto all fours and one stuffed his swollen cock deep into my throat while the other rammed his cock into my tender raped cunthole. They rammed in and out to the hilt until they too unloaded their spunk into me. Then they simply let me slump back to the ground and left laughing. I lay there for a while gathering my senses, then crawled around and found my shorts and tee shirt. I pulled them back on and managed to stagger from the toilet into the sunlight outside. Bow legged with cum seeping from my ravaged hole I slowly headed back to school and decided to tell them I had got lost and beaten up by some youths. But I wondered if my throat and new pussy would be sufficiently recovered for next Friday and wondered how many mates they had and how much I could take. It wouldn't be long before I found out...

Part 33 Rob was returned to his cage after being fucked by the giant dido for several hours. His ass was gaping and the cum loads deposited earlier freely dripped out of his ass. Rob reached back to feel his battered hole. He could easily fit almost his entire hand inside without any resistant. He wondered how many more fucks he’d be able to take before his ass was gaping permanently. He had never envisioned he’d end up like this. He wondered how he had let himself become such a cum dump. He tried to rationalize that he was forced to do this but then again when he was high he didn’t fight back at all. It had to be the drugs then he thought. If it hadn’t been for the drugs he would never have become a bottom let alone a poz bottom. However the drugs made everything feel so good. He loved taking cock when he was high. He knew he wasn’t in control but it felt so good; he’d do anything for that feeling. After his morning workout in the gym, which of course ended with him being fucked by Tanner and the other two guys in the gym at the time, Rob was escorted back to his room. As was often the case there was a camera man waiting along with another guy. Tanner placed his hand on Rob’s shoulder and forced him to his knees. “Looks like you have a visitor this morning, crawl over there and greet him properly.” “Consider this a little audition.” Rob wasn’t sure what Tanner’s last comment meant, but at this point he didn’t care. He was still feeling horny from the slam he had at the gym and the visitor looked like he was well hung. As he crawled closer to the visitor he could smell that the Top hadn’t showered for a while. He also picked up the smell that the guy had been smoking weed. The visitor took off his shirt as Rob was approaching. He was a wiry man covered in tattoos. He had long unwashed hair and a goatee. There were multiple piercings in his ears, he had a small ring in his nose and both his nipples were pierced. When the visitor opened his fly, Rob also learned that the long cock that popped out of the faded ripped jeans was pierced as well. Rob opened his mouth to lick and suck the hard cock in front of him. The visitor however grabbed Rob by the hair and thrust his cock to the back of Rob’s throat in one swift movement. He tilted Rob’s face upward and spit on him. “You ain’t here for foreplay pig: you’re here for me to use,” He barked. While Rob felt the spit run down the side of his face he also felt the prick of a needle as Tanner administered a booster slam. Tanner offered a bottle of poppers to the Top who took a couple of deep hits. The bottle was then brought to Rob’s nostrils. After Rob huffed the poppers the Top continued his assault on Rob’s throat. The feel of the PA scraping the side of his throat was causing Rob to gag but the Top didn’t care and he continued his skull fuck. After he fucked Rob’s throat for a few minutes he pulled out and slapped his cock against Rob’s face. Rob’s started gasping to recover from the assault. “Open up my jeans and free my balls,” ordered the Top. Rob reached up to unfasten the belt and jeans but he was slapped hard across the face and stopped. “No hands, PIG!” Eventually Rob was able to undo the belt and jeans with his mouth and teeth. When his jeans dropped around his ankles, the Top grabbed Rob by the hair and jerked him towards him. “Balls NOW,’ was all he said. Rob began sucking and swallowing the balls immediately. The Top hit the poppers again and handed the poppers to Rob. The poppers were a welcome aroma versus the sweaty balls. After the hit he renewed his ball worship with increased rigor. When the Top had enough he grabbed Rob by the hair once again and pulled him off his balls and then turned around. He bent slightly at the knees and pulled Rob’s face into his ass crack “You know what to do so get busy!” Rob rimmed the ass in front of him eagerly. He was careful to drive his tongue as far up the Top’s hole as he could. He knew better that to try to spread the sweaty ass cheeks farther apart with his hands so he just pushed his face in tighter to spread the cheeks apart to give his tongue deeper access. After 10 minutes the Top stood up completely, turned and reached down and grabbed Rob by the throat to help lift him up. “On the bed face down and spread those legs,” he ordered. Rob felt the Top roughly shove three fingers up his ass. ”I see you are primed with cum and ready, just like a good cock whore should be.” “That’s good because I certainly wasn’t going to give you any lube.” The Top then drove his 10” pierced cock completely into Rob’s ass. True to his earlier comment about no foreplay, the Top immediately began to pile drive his cock fully in and out of Rob’s ass. Rob cried out with every thrust. With the poppers and the meth the fuck was a mix of pleasure and pain for Rob. The force and speed of the cock thrust reiterated to Rob that he was just a hole. Within another 15 minutes Rob felt the fresh flow of cum enter his ass and the fuck was over. Once the cock exited his ass Rob gave a sigh of relief. He was caught by surprise though when he felt four fingers enter his ass. The fingers gathered up some cum and were pulled out. The Top held his open hand in front of Rob’s face and demanded, ”Eat it up Pig, don’t waste a drop.” When Rob finished eating the cum, the Top pushed his cock into Rob’s mouth. “Now clean my cock and spit shine my PA; I want that ring shining when you are done.” When the Top was satisfied he was sufficiently clean, he pulled up his jeans and put back on his shirt. He turned to the camera man and said, “Remind your boss that they promised me a personal copy of the video.” When the Top left the room, Rob slowly crawled back to his cage and curled up into a ball inside of it. Tanner returned to the room to lock the cage. “I didn’t stay the whole time to watch that scene; it was getting too hot and I didn’t think I could refrain from joining in.” “I’m going to go watch the video now in the editing room; I’m sure it’s going to get you a lot of attention.”

So its my birthday today and I have to say I'm quite pleased with my journey today. It all started late last night, a fuckbud of mine hit me up and came over. This guy always likes me to be blindfolded and in a jock ass up waiting for him. A nice 7" cut cock, he loves taking his time with me. He gets here around 11:30 last night, and we do the usual thing. This time he's savoring me blowing him. I must have sucked his cock for over half an hour before he finally slipped his cock into my raw ass. He again takes his time, and by the time he's shot his load he's been at my place over an hour. I realize its after midnight and tell him it was the first load of my birthday. We have a good laugh, sit and chat. Turns out he was trying to arrange a threeway but that didn't work out. After a few minutes of us chatting and cuddling he's rock hard again. I suck him a couple minutes, and this time I take charge and sit on his cock and ride him. A few minutes of this and he gets me doggy style. He starts pounding my ass hard and fast, I know this time he's not taking his time. A few more minutes and he pumps load 2 in my ass! Dang! Hope that happens again next time. After he left I went to bed, and sadly no one woke me up with their cocks. I got up, ran some errands, had lunch and came back home. Its raining and nasty so not really worth going outside at moment. Only a couple hours free until meeting up with friends & family for dinner and drinks. I'm on all the usual apps, and I notice on grindr a screenname pop up near me that comes and goes. It's one of my BBC neighbors who pops on and off grindr all the time. He never says its him, he doesn't have a profile pic, but I know its him. I say hi. He responds saying he's been trying to get his cock sucked all day and he's dying for a BJ, me blindfolded. What the fuck is with the blindfolds? Anyway, we agree, I hope maybe he'll be moved to breed me after I warm him up. He shows up, I hear him drop his pants and instead of shoving his cock in my mouth while I'm kneeling, he sits on the sofa. I feel my way up to his cock, soft and thick at first, and start sucking. Oh yeah, don't need to see him to know I was 100% right as to who it was. It's funny blowing guys sometimes. I do all sorts of acrobatics with my mouth, tongue in combination with my hands, worshipping his cock and balls. In the end, all it takes is me just sucking hard and at a nice pace, no fancy licking (though it drove him crazy) just smooth and steady until he shot a huge, sweet & tangy load (3) in my mouth. I thank him, he leaves and I go back to check the apps. Next up, a guy on BBRT that has bred me a few times hits me up. He's a young bull a block or so away. Nice long cock, not fat like the last BBC, but damn fined cock! He says he'll be here in 5-7 minutes. I'm in a jock, ass up waiting for him and actually don't need a blindfold! Yay! He comes in, and I suck him hard, and he pushes into me. He's here for one thing and one thing only, to get off in my ass. It doesn't take long for his load (4) to be dripping out of my ass. As he's leaving he thanks me saying he was about to give up when he saw me pop on. Not sure why these hot tops with big cocks are having problems getting laid, even with the rain, but its the other bottoms loss. So far 4 loads today, 1 oral and 3 anal, and counting....

Yesterday I met up with my regular bear hunk bud. Our last get together was not the best for a variety of reasons. It happens from time to time, but we always have fun so I gave it another shot. This one was great. Tongued his hole for a while as he blew me. Then slowly stuck it in his ass. Let it sit in there for a bit, since he is so tight. Then finally started moving back and forth slow. After 30 minutes I was pounding his brains out and continued to for about an hour and a half. He had to take a couple five minute breaks so we wouldn't run into the old sore ass routine. Ultimately, it was a lot of fun. Not too much raunch. We have done all that. Sometimes good old fashioned ass punishing is best. Vanilla sex can be good if there is a strong mutual attraction, and there is. He is a big hairy guy, but I still manage to flip him around some. Plus he is a real 9" so its hot when he rides me and that thing is flopping all over the place. Left a nice load up in his guts, and called it a day. Watched a few of the videos, and except for seeing a couple of fuck faces I made I thought they were very hot.

Think of all the money being wasted on prep... $1200/month when you can get a nice little Chardonnay for $8! ?

This was several years ago. I was in a mood, very crabby but also horny and dead set on doing something about it. I found an old faded white wife beater and wrote CUM DUMP on it in black sharpie on the front and back. I put it on and then covered it up with a green plaid button up. A pair of shorts, slip on shoes and a brass cock ring completed my ensemble. I grabbed my to go sex kit (lube and poppers) and headed for my favorite cruising park. The parking lot was mostly full so my mood brightened considerably. Lubing up in the truck, in the lot, was not easy but I managed without attracting any unwanted attention. I headed out on a mission to get as much seed as I could manage. When I got deeper into the park, past the kiddees with frisbees and the moms with picnic baskets (I'm looking for horny dads) I ditched the plaid shirt under a bush (remember that bush I love that shirt). I was deep in no mans land and not seeing a soul. Where the hell are all the cruising tops? From behind me I hear, "Well cum dump lets see that ass." Instinctively I drop my shorts and bend over. He was a lot closer than I would have imagined. Where the hell did he come from? Instantly he was feeling up my ass and then his cock was knocking at my back door. I took a deep breath and back up on his meat. We both groaned and all my crabbiness drained away. He was banging away when we heard footsteps and cracking twigs. I started to turn my head to look in the direction the noise was coming from but the guy in my ass grabbed my hair and kept me from looking. "Oh no cum dump, eyes down. Your job is to work my cock with your faggot hole." Or something like that. This was a long time ago but I still remember the gist of the things he said. The new guy asked about my cocksucking skills and Topman (I'll call the aggressive guy in my ass Topman) says he has no idea so take him for a test drive. Two seconds later I have my mouth full of black cock. Both men are take no prisoners kind of fuckers. At least the cock in my mouth wasn't so big I could not handle it, maybe 5 1/2, no more than 6 inches. A nice chunk of meat to work on without making me gag. He liked to face fuck but I can hold my breath like a pearl diver so no problem there. The black guy was talking a lot of shit, encouraging Topman to breed my hole but that was not going to work for him. "No man I want to see this cunt knocked up with a bunch of loads before I get off in there. I want his pussy hot and wet." I hate it when guys refer to my asshole as a pussy. I am a man. There ain't no pussy to knock up on this dude, but whatever. He's the top. I guess I prefer the vocal guys to the silent type. "Here," he says stepping back and offering up my ass, "take over for me and I'll go round up dome more donors." Topman heads out into the bush on his cock safari and the black guy rams his cock into my greedy hole. I am all warmed up by now and take him easily. He is a hard fucker, doesn't slow one bit which only means he's not going to last long. Sure enough by the time Topman gets back, which is surprisingly fast, he is about to blow. Again I try to look in the direction the men are coming from but black guy takes a cue from Topman and orders eyes down. Jeez, what is this Nazi eyes down bullshit? "This bitch is awful curious," not sure who said that but the answer came from one of the new guys. "I can fix that." And someone tied a handkerchief over my eyes. My day just got more interesting as well as cummier since the black loose with his nut as deep in my hole as he could get. Topman loved that and complimented him on a job well done. Black guy moved back to my mouth for clean-up and someone else moved into my ass to have a go. Topman pointed out that my mouth was unoccupied so that sad situation was soon remedied. Again I was being spit roasted and loving it. I think at this point Topman went off again to procure some more eager breeders. He succeeded and how. At this point I had trouble making out individual voices, plus I was being distracted by someone tying my hands behind my back with what I was later to discover was a sock. It sounded like there was a helluva lot of guys waiting to take a turn on the cum dump merry-go-round. Now I am no gang bang virgin, I mean I do ascribe to be the town bicycle but even an experienced cum dump such as myself has limits. I was getting worried that I had bitten off more than I could chew and how was I going to get out of it. They had me tied and blind folded. Whoever tied that knot must have been a boyscout and a sailor because it was not budging. I tried working at it but got cuffed by Topman every time. "Leave it alone pussy boy, you have a lot cock to take care of and we are not leaving until you have drained every drop of cum out of our hairy sacks." He was fucking me again at this point. He yanked my head back by my hair pulling my ear next to his mouth. "Just do what your told and you'll get through this fine, you'll get exactly what you came for." With that he pushed my head down into someone's crotch and I obediently opened up for more cock. I have to admit I was totally turned on and whether I could handle it or not I was going to see this through. From here things got to be a bit of a blur as it was cock after cock and I was getting a little shaky on my legs. Then donkey daddy shows up and tries to climb into my hole or at least that was what it felt like since his endowment was enormous. I tried hard to stand still and take it but he was not gentle. "Jesus Christ!, can't you hold this whiny cunt still," he complained. Whiny cunt? My mouth was full of cock. I never said a word. My ass however was hopping around all over the place trying to evade his penis invasion. I heard, "Here give Mary some of this," and a bottle of poppers was put under my nose. Someone must have rifled through my shorts. Thank god I left my wallet in the truck and the keys on a tire. I inhaled from that little bottle of paradise like it was full of salvation, which it was. Jungle Juice was going to save me from Donkey Daddy and leave me in nirvana. Actually I snorted so much I blacked out for a moment but there were plenty of guys around me to keep my from falling. When I came to the big guys was balls deep. I felt no pain only the joy of being completely filled and surrounded by horny, sweaty men. From this point on I really can't say what happened exactly. I mean I know I got royally fucked but by whom and how many whose to say. They kept that bottle of poppers close and ordered me to inhale often. Topman stayed close and I think was the one doling out the amyl. I assume he eventually bred my ass. How could he not after running the whole show. Things started to slow down but I was still getting fucked. I was ordered to inhale and keep inhaling until told to stop. I took two huge hits and stopped and was promptly rewarded with several smacks on my ass and head. "Keep going bitch." I kept inhaling and inhaling and then I passed out. I was out long enough for everybody to get lost. I was alone when I came to, buck naked and covered in cum. I wiggled around only to discover my hands were still tied behind my back. Lucky for me someone or several someone's had pissed on me. My hair was drenched and so was the sock tied around my wrists making it easier to eventually wriggle out of. It took me a while but to my relief I found my shorts wadded up under a bunch of dead weeds not too far away. My cum dump shirt however had been taken for a souvenir. I proudly walked out of those woods with a huge smile on my face. When I got to my truck I noticed two guys at a car several spaces a way. They were looking my way laughing and buddy punching each other on the shoulders. I gave them a wave and thumbs up which made them laugh even harder. Pretty sure they either fucked me or pissed on me. By the way I did find my favorite plaid shirt before I left.

Chapter 2 - ( a bottle of red and I'm ready to write, please excuse the grammar) I messaged him back and asked him to come up. It seemed like ages as I waited skilling the rest of my scotch, it burned as it travelled down my throat, a shover ran through my body from the strong alcohol and the anticipation. A knock sounded at the door. Opening it, I found myself looking on heaven or maybe hell on earth. Tall, handsome, rough. He smelt good. I could never understand why guys liked stench. I like men who smelt like clean men. I could smell him but also the faint waft of Hugo Boss. His jeans hugged his waist and his black shirt opened slightly at the neck too show off his curly dark chest hair. His pictures didn't do him justice. This man was hot. He was the man of whom I had been dreaming. But then I noticed something that gave me pause. Behind my dream man stood a muscled black guy. Don't get me wrong - the black guy was also fucking hot, but I hadn't arranged for two guys. I was expecting only my breeder. The black stud was an unknown. "Hey mate, I'm Patrick or Seeder69. This is Carl. I was hanging out with him at the pub and thought your hole would enjoy his cock too. Mind if we come in?" he asked, taking my assent as an obvious forgone conclusion - which, in truth, it really was. I couldn't control myself. Stepping aside I ushered them in. "I'm sorry, guys, I know this flat isn't much. I got use of it from a mate. I do have some scotch, however. Do you want a drink?" "Why do you have some shots with us," suggested Carl, his voice deep and husky. It made me leak. "I think you are going to need to be loose if you plan to take both of us on." Following his suggestion I set up three shot glasses. We slammed them down and enjoy the warm glow of a good single malt. Patrick removed his shirt, showing off his muscles chest. His jeans were next. The corded muscles of his arms and legs clearly advertised someone who not only worked hard at the gym but had a physical job. His body was massive. There he stood, perfection, in his jockstrap. A massive bulge obscenely tenting the material and a wet patch marking the zenith of his organ. It pulse and did a little jerk as he looked at me, a smile on his face as he noted I was still wearing my boxers. We couldn't have been more different. My pale slim and hairless chest, and although I wasn't a slouch in the cock department and filled out my undies nicely, the truth was my cock simply didn't compare to the monster clearly contained within his briefs. I dropped to my knee and shuffled forward in front of him. "Can I suck you?" " Only after another shot. I like my boys messy." I leaned forward and smelled his crotch. Clean, manly but with that hint of sweat and musk. He grabbed my head and ruffled my hair as he pressed my face into his groin. "Oh baby, I'm going to break you tonight, you are going to walking well tomorrow." Did I want this, I could feel my cock leaking in my undies. He was everything I dreamed of, perhaps honestly more than I could actually handle. And then there was the fact that he was poz. And that was without even considering his mate Carl.

Round 2 for this little whore tonight. If you're in Rochester (and poz), hit me up to pump some cum in him. Starting at 7 tonight. Details: 585-642-4682

Last night. I met with a regular that had a nice 7 inch dick. He took me to a local park and we found a nice spot out of sight. He had me strip and we spent almost 2 hours playing. When we where finished, he kept my underwear. I had a blast riding home with his load seeping out of me and into my jeans.

I’ll be in NYC till the 26th! Let’s get nasty and enjoy some toxic sex! Bugs to share! ??

White wine enemas protect you against HIV? Where on earth did you get that idea?

Part 18 - Showers And Shopping The last few days had been quite busy and Jake didn't know how he was filling his time. He spent a lot of it in the gym and pool with Marco and Ben, occasionally Andre would join them to work out. Marco and Jake were making love twice a day, they were becoming in separable. Friday morning had come, Jake laid on his back in Marco's arms. He wiped the sweat off Marco's chest. "I am so in love with you Marco." "Do you think being sweet to me will get you out of your training schedule today?" "Busted, thought it was worth a try." "We should shower." Jake got up from the bed and walked through the dressing room to the bathroom, struggling to keep his cheeks clenched as he went. He turned on the water and stood there letting the cool water wash over him. He felt Marco's hands caressing his arse. "I forgot to tell you how much I love you Jake, you mean everything to me." Jake turned his head and kissed Marco as his arms circled around his body, he continued tenderly kissing the back of Jake's neck. Before long his cock was hard and pressing up against Jake. For the first time he knew he was going to get fucked in the shower. He leaned his head back against Marco. He felt the resistance of his arse as Marco began penetrating him. He grabbed Marco's arms pulling them tighter around him, he stood on his toes as he felt the love of Marco pushing deep in to him. He moaned several times, his arse wriggled to take more of his lover. Marco sought his mouth and kissed Jake at the same time his hips began undulating tight against Marco's arse. Jake raised his hand and held Marco's neck as their kissing intensified. Marco grunted loudly in Jake's mouth, his arms tightened around his lover. Jake pushed his hand out against the wall of the shower to stop him from falling forward. Marco took hold of Jake's cock and gently caressed it, he felt his arse expand and as Marco's cock swelled and began releasing pulsing rivers of his love in to Jake. His couldn't contain himself, his legs wobbled as he began shooting his cum in to Marco's hand. He held him tight and kissed him deep as their orgasm slowly ebbed. Jake closed his eyes and let the water run over his body as Marco reached for the shower gel, liberally applying it to his hands he rubbed over every inch of Jake's body and himself. Jake remained close to him, the smell of the ginger and lemon from the shower gel penetrating his senses. He knew this was where he wanted to be and belong. They finished their workout in the gym and spent 45 minutes in the pool. Jake was resting against the side as Marco swam up and kissed him. "Marco, can we go out shopping. I would like to get a new shirt for this evening?" "Yes, you can give your credit card a little exercise, but I need to get your finger print recognition for the gate done as well." "Oh yes, Andre told me how much trouble he had with that one night." "The sensor doesn't like bbq sauce." "I will remember that. Shall we invite Ben as he looked a little lost for something to do this morning?" "I'm sure he would love to come. I will get JP to bring the card round." "No, let's go by bus, have a little adventure." "Come on then, let's go find Ben and get changed." Ben was all hyper and super excited to be asked to out with them. As they headed out they stopped at a small building behind some trees. "What is this place?" "This is where security is." The door opened as they approached, there stood a six foot muscled and tattooed guy in his late 30's. "Hello Marco and this must be Jake." "Hi Darren, yes this is Jake." "Come on young one, lets get you on the system. And no eating bbq sauce." "I promise I won't." "If you do I lock you up in my cage here for the night. Andre does it on regular basis." He winked at laughing at Jake who was unsure if he was joking. He need not worry, there in the corner of the control room was a cage. Everything done, Darren patted Jake and gave him a kiss on his head. They went done and tested it against the pad and sure enough the gate opened. The bus ride was hot and long up to Oxford Street, Jake was last off the bus and he looked up at the imposing building. "Are you sure you want to shop here?" "Marco, my parents would never allow me in this shop. They have the most amazing window displays at Christmas, but yes I do." As they approached the front door the livered door man opened it and politely welcomed them to Selfridges. The three of them were dressed in shorts and t-shirts as Marco put it 'to blend in', this in itself was quite difficult to do with Ben. A fan had recognised him and wanted a selfie, Jake just looked on confused but Ben told him she is a fan and also a gymnast. Ben started picking clothes up and unfolding them and putting them back giggling as he did so, only to watch the assistant follow them folding things back up neatly. Jake decided to have a go, as he put the jumper back on the shelf the floor manager approached them. Ben whispered in Jake's ear to ask for the personal shopper. Marco stood back to watch as he knew this either going to be funny or end in them being banned. "May I help you gentlemen, are you looking for anything in particular?" "Oh err yes, I guess you can help." "Please tell me what you are looking for." "My friend and I need something to wear for dinner tonight. Casual but dam nice." "I see, we have plenty of 'nice' things, however they do come at a price." "Could you hold this me for a moment." He pulled the credit card out of his pocket and handed it to the floor manager. Immediately his hand went in the air and two assistants appeared. "I think you gentlemen would be more comfortable in our VIP lounge." He ushered them to a discreet door off the floor and into a plush lounge, where two stewards offered the three of them champagne. Marco leaned in to Jake and Ben telling them they will get offered lunch in the Palm Court. The floor manager instructed the assistants to find exquisite casual dining clothes. Before they even managed a sip of the champagne the store manager appeared and introduced himself and offered them lunch. They tried on some clothes and decided on 3 pairs of casual designer trousers and loose neck shirts. Marco spoke to the floor manager asking for the items to be delivered to the address by 4pm. The three of them were sat on a prime table as the waiters cleared their plates. "I can't believe what that card can do Marco." "That's nothing Jake." They left the store and headed back to home to get ready for dinner. Jake was a little nervous about Fabian meeting his brother. He had promised to be civil to everyone, Jake knew that he would do his best.

Last night had a guy off BBRT come over, he wanted me door unlocked, blindfolded ass up and lubed. I have done this kind of thing before without the blindfold, I definitely felt uneasy about it but he assured me that he had no intentions of hurting me or robbing me. He just wants to breed a hot ass and go. I took a deep breath and sent the message that told him to be here around 9pm with my address and apartment number. After getting ready I lubed myself up with some boy butter, got myself into the position, and waited, 9:02 I get a text from him that he is here. I hear him come into my apartment and make his way to the bedroom, I hear his belt buckle clink and the sounds of him getting undressed. I feel his hand run down my back to between my cheeks, I take a whiff of poppers as he slides inside me, my head starts spinning as he begins slow fucking me, he starts picking up the and grabs the top of my jockstrap and pulls it tight. I could feel damp front fabric squeezing up against my balls, I was leaking a lot of precum. I start to relax as he fucks me, kissing my back occasionally. He then pushes me forward and gets on top of me on the bed. I feel around for my bottle of poppers, he says "here they are boy" and puts the bottle in one of my wondering hands, I take another deep whiff and as Im screwing on the cap he takes the bottle out of ny hand and I hear him taking a hit of them. I start squeezing his cock with my cunt muscles as continued on pounding me, he definitely notices and says " oh thats a good boy, milk that cock Im getting close" He slows down and starts going balls deep long hard strokes in and out of my ass. "Yeah Im going to breed you boy" He starts groaning loudly as he is cumming balls deep, pushing into me so hard it caused me to yelp in pain. He pulls out and pushes it back in a few times he grabs my neck and tells me to clean it up, I let him maneuver me around to his cock, he forces it into my throat, my nostrils buried his pubes, I can smell the delicious light chlorine hint of his cum. He pulls out of my mouth, lightly slaps me on the ass a few times and says "that was fucking hot, let me know when we can do this again" I hear him getting dressed, leaving the room and eventually my apartment door closing. I immediately pull off my blindfold, make sure nothing is missing in my apartment and then to the bathroom to checkout my well used cunt. Showered back up and went to bed a happy boy. So I popped my blindfold cherry, definitely want to do this again

I sat at the small desk, looking through profiles on barebackrt while I drank my scotch. I had already cleaned out and was so horny to get fucked. It had been eight weeks. I had been so busy with work back home the best I had managed was a blow job. I was hard, horny and drunk, jacking off looking at all the hot guys in the local area and I knowing I needed a good hard fucking. I should never make choices when this drunk. The scotch had gone down far too easily tonight, and the warm water of my douche only served to turn me on more. Additionally to being horny beyond belief, four weeks earlier I had stopped taking PrEP. I honestly couldn't say I had a good reason beyond the reality that I hadn't been getting any action, so PrEP seemed kinda pointless. But at this point, sitting at that desk at the hotel, part of my brain asked had I made a mistake? I knew I wouldn't be satisfied if I got fucked by a top wearing a condom. Now, I needed the sensation of a load being blown in my ass. I needed to know I was being used as a cumdump. In my drunken state I decided I just needed find a neg top and leave it at that. That should be reasonably safe, and when I got home tomorrow I would jump straight back on the PrEP. I had already drunkenly given my mobile and address to a number of profiles on BBRT and Recon, mostly the kinda guys to whom I regularly jacked off: massively hung, rough, no holds barred. The sort of guy who wouldn't pause in his assault on my throat or ass even if I gagged or screamed. I guess the truth was I wanted to feel that searing pain as the guy tore my ring - just like my ex used to. There was nothing hotter then being held down under his older muscly body, to feel him cover my mouth and force his cock into me with just spit. He liked having a boyfriend some 20 years younger, a younger man he could control, a man he could use and rape. I think he got off on seeing my blood on the sheets in the morning. He paid for everything and in exchange he used me hard. However when I reached my 20th birthday he made it clear: I was too old for him, and he had found a new, younger model. Now at 21 I needed another daddy - but I had to be sensible. But did I? My logical brain was at war with my drunken horny brain. My phone went off. He hadn't responded to my message. He had just come over. Shit. I quickly looked-up his profile. Fuck. Everything I wanted but which I shouldn't have. He had a good nine inch thick, beer can thick cock - assuming his photographs did his cock justice. He was 6'3" to my 5'7", and he had 30kg on me. He was a monster of a man. And the big metal PA on the end of his poz cock was unlikely to do my ass lining any favours. My sober self said to ignore him and hope he went away, but I couldn't. He was much, much more than I had ever dreamed I'd get to play with. Chapter 2 coming soon. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- P.S I'm in sydney for real in July if there are any poz tops wanting to help give me some more inspiration.

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.

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

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

Upcoming travel - Las Vegas 6/29-7/1 looking for fun while I'm in town

I love older tops/daddies, Im 30 and usually I prefer my tops in the age range of 35-60. But not set in stone. As long as they dont look like a complete grandpa, have a nice cock and know how to use it. If Im topping though, which is rare, I go for 18-25yo twinks generally.

One of the Happiest times being Breed and seeded several times was sucking Big Dicks - one on one / I was on all 4's on the carpet sucking and by surprise a third party cums in upon us - already bent over - he proceeded raw fucking me ! Sometimes it was rough - head lock - tearing up my cunt hole - forcing me to sniff poppers - then I relaxed - has happen several times ! anyone else to happen too ?

A few weeks ago, I went on a trip to Orlando, FL. I spent most of one day with my hotel door unlocked and welcomed several guys in to dump there load in me while I was blindfolded. I also had a plug in do that no cum could escape. If I counted right, I took in at least 10 loads. I love being a cum slut.

Add this notch to my belt as of yesterday. Got fucked by a spine surgeon with an 8.5" thick dick, stretched me open, knocking repeatedly onto my second ring. No questions re status at all, and he was emphatic about barebacking from the start of our hookup conversation.

I met a guy a year ago from a gay hookup site. There's nothing unusual in that, except as it was he turned out to be an 66 year old top, which essentially matched my age and role, so I honestly didn't expect a session with him would be particularly interesting, still, while I am usually a top, there are those occasions where I'm versatile, so, just for a change I agreed to let him top me. Now, the guy mentioned he went to the gym three to four times a week, so I wasn't surprised to see he had a great build, but what I hadn't anticipated was his large, rock hard cock - which had a wicked curve, no less. He mounted my ass. The initial pain brought tears to my eyes. Then he proceeded to fuck me stupid for an solid hour with an occasional break during which he instructed me to rim his ass - just to keep him going. It was his kink, but one which was okay by me. I lost count of the number of anal orgasms he gave me even, even after having pumped my prostate dry. I had experienced such orgasms only rarely in the past, and then only when very randy. I guess this was an experience for the books. He finally dropped a massive load in my arse which, by then, was so loose a lot of cum dribbled out, notwithstanding my efforts to clamp my ass closed. He left me so spaced out I could have been on pot, and quite honestly it had been almost too much for me and for the first time ever in my life I had almost backed-out, about to announce "I can't take it anymore." However I didn't, and subsequently we've met once a week for the past fourteen months, and each occasion has been as fantastic as the first. Honestly, I doubt I could handle a session more than once weekly. He must have changed my insides from his rough pounding as my cock no longer automatically springs to an orgasm when he slides into my hole. I should add I haven't tried to top him, and I certainly never need to wank myself. I've also noticed my rectum is no longer smooth but now lumpy and even more sensitive than the first time. Outside of sex, I've pretty much concluded we have nothing in common, but still I can't wait until the next session. My conversion from a dominant Top to a totally compliant Bottom is total and nobody who knows me would believe it. My star is still throbbing as I write this.

I'm vers too?

Hooked up with a cute 25yo latin "geek" boy. Short like me, he hit me up on Grindr yesterday and said he could host today. Chatted this morning and agreed on 1pm. He's about 25 mins from me. I drove over and he's cute as anything we kissed a bit and went to the bedroom where both got naked. He's got a cut cock, nothing out of the ordinary,6"+ with really nice balls. I suck a bit then pushes me on my back and lifts my legs and rims me nice a few minutes...asks if I want it in me... I reply of course. So far its nice... nothing spectacular and he's fucking me nice on my back... here's where it changes... he begins hitting the spot nd in 5 or o minutes I'm crying out as I start to cum hands free !!! That hasn't happened in YEARS. Well he fucks me for 5 or o more minutes and loads my hole good... I can feel that nice "regular" cock spasm multiple times. Damn I want to see him again !!!

I have not heard it either

Great story, please continue. I would like the uncle to search out the nephew now that he knows where to find him ..... I am thinking the uncle expects a freebie. The nephew and his pimp can take revenge ..... I suppose a uncle and nephew fuck team can command a price almost equal to a father and son fuck team.

My most recent breeding was probably the most piggy thing I have done yet. First time getting fucked anonymously while wearing a blindfold, he only had cock pics on his profile, I have no idea what he looked like, All I knew was he was 7" uncut, undetectable, hairy and 46 years old.

fuck i want to be toxic

Yeah that's always the problem!

I recently posted an add online and was looking for the biggest cock I could find to suck within a 1 hour drive of my house. I offered to pay $200 to suck the biggest one I could find. I am fascinated with huge thick cocks. The biggest I had sucked prior to this was 9.5" and thick. It took almost a month before I found the winner. It was 12.5" and thick on a 19 year old tall and skinny white kid. He is 6'8" and cums almost a cup (8 oz) after holding a load for 10 days. No I way I could deep throat it, I probably got down about 8" but I did swallow every drop of a 9 day load. He literally stayed hard in mouth after he came because he is so damn young. I ended up never taking it out of my mouth after he came the first time, I just kept sucking until he came a second time about 15 minutes later.

Moderator's Note: I won't be apologizing. I stand by what I said. First let's clear things up. There is a vengeance/castration event in this story. It was posted on January 1 - Chapter 28 A new Jeff. Chi4loads even acknowledged its existence about 20 posts ago when he explained the reason he never came back to it was that it was unpopular being the only post of his story that got downvotes. This is true regardless of Monster5-8gPA's confusion and mispost. My suggestion to chi4loads was that if he wanted to explore a part of the story line that had made people unhappy putting it in its own thread would help prevent controversy. I have made the same or similar suggestion to other authors, and when they have done so things have run more smoothly. He instead chose to get his back up leading to the dozen or more posts wasted on arguments. Now he seems to be trying to create a big public outcry by holding the continuation of his story hostage. This is one of the hottest stories ever on the forum, and I have been here since the beginning. I have beat off over this story more than once. I hope chi4loads continues it. He is one of the best authors of erotic fiction on this forum. But the fact is this is a forum - it is not anyone's personal webpage or even their blog. When you post on a forum, you sometimes get negative feedback. If you cannot live with that, then you should consider posting your stuff elsewhere.

Part 15; The new twink and I hopped into a cab, driving towards his new life. Remember my mate Phil who entered this story at part 3. I messaged him; 'Hey Phil. I've got a new one. Just your type too. You free to come on over and give him your nasty filthy fully blown load?' We arrived at mine, and as we got out the cab Phil messaged back. Hell yes, he was game, and would be over later. We entered the garage directly instead of accessing it the usual way via the house, and locking it behind I motioned the new boy to the back, where my Dungeon is... 'OMG, a sling, I have always wanted to lie in one whilst having FUN'. 'Well, hop in'. I immediately restrained his wrists and ankles! I saw the mixing bowl that my newly charged twink had emptied the 17+ loads out of his cunt as I had instructed ... HOT! I went to find him. He was relaxing on the couch, watching some TV, naked, sitting on a towel as his was obviously leaking cum. I got him a set of my German Army Boots ... 'Hey, put these on, and come with me to the Dungeon. I picked up a sexy twink at the Sauna'. My newly charged up poz pig looked concerned ... 'Don't worry, he's not here to replace you. In fact, I reckon you'd make great brothers'. And off we went to the garage. What a beautiful sight, to see another twink accepting his destiny, as he lay there in the sling. I said to him ... 'This is your brother. I infected him about 1 month ago. He got his results today. My newest poz piggy. Now, earlier you took my strain in it's pure form, and soon you will be mutating it to make it your own. Now you are going to get my strain again, BUT, in an already mutated form via your brother, so, you are getting me .... TWICE, in one evening'. I looked at my newly charged up poz pig ... 'Go on, FUCK your brother, let's become a close knit toxic viral trinity; The Father and his two boys'. My newly charged up bottom poz pig found his inner 'Deviant Top', and stuck his very infectious Dick up his brothers cunt, grabbing onto the chains of the sling, growling and snarling like his old Man would do (he's already picked up some very good habits from me, it seems). Watching my two Beautiful Boys bonding like this was oh so super sexy. One newly infected, and one on the way, and both ultimately connecting with their Dad on a permanent level! It was also very sexy to see my newly charged up boy still sporting the sign 'Poz-Faggot' that I wrote on his chest earlier. As they fucked I prepared a special treat for the newest boy ... I attached a catheter to a syringe, and closed of the catheter with a clip, so anything I would put in the syringe would not leak out. I then scooped the 60ml syringe into the bowel of 17+ loads of cum, attached the plunger, and propped it up against a wall, ready for use. Looking up I saw my two sons fucking, but now both kissing passionately also, as my newly charged up boy hips rocked back and forth as he ground in his filthy weapon into his brothers sweet beautiful neg cunt. Fuck, I had to join in! I pulled my jeans and pants down, spat on my fully blown Dick, and entered my boy as he fucked his brother. It was obviously fate for me to have these two boys as my sons, as we immediately entered into a natural rocking rhythm as the three of us fucked in a lustful toxic Dad son uni'son'. Suddenly my newly charged boy started making cumming noises, yelling and grunting. I felt his cunt grip and massage my nasty Dad Dick. Fuck it. I started to let go of my very own lethal death juice, spraying inside my sons guts. We all lay there, spent ... Dad and his two boys! ... ??

Part 5; My Doctor moved forward, pulled my boys meaty ass apart, and sandwiched his wet Hard vertical Doctor Dick between his sexy beefy round Latino cheeks. He started to spank him, as he did, he said ... 'So you want to end up like my patient here, is that it?' Continuing to firmly spank ... My boy looked up at my gaunt sunken face, smiled, and said ... 'Fuck yes Doctor'. 'You sick twisted Fuck' .... *Spank ... SPAnk ... SPANK* ... Slapping my sons perfect round ASS. My Doctor pulled away, put his Dick away, ordered my son to get dressed, re-iterated the 2pm appointment for tomorrow, then left to go home as his shift was finishing. The NEXT day; It was 11.45am, my son and I were joking and laughing with one another as we played cards. The Doctor walked in doing his morning rounds. Again, we discussed my case, then, the attention turned to my boy. 'The examination suite I booked for you is free for 1 hour before, so, I'll be here to pick you up 1.15pm, then we can get started a little earlier, for about 1.30pm, and I can do an even more thorough examination, OK'. 'Yes, OK'. The Doctor looked at me, and smiled ... 'You'll be coming too. You deserve to be there. You are the reason all this is happening'. 12.30pm my ordered lunch came. They also allowed my boy to eat there too, so we often ate together. As soon as 1.15pm came the Doctor was there, along with a porter to push me in a wheelchair. We arrived outside the suite at 1.25pm, and before he left my Doctor instructed the porter to pick me up @ 4pm. My son wheeled me in, with my Doctor locking the door once we were all inside. In an authoritative tone he ordered my son to strip naked, and lie on the examination couch with his ankles in the stirrups. My Doctor had my sons brand new medical file all of a few pages, and asked him to confirm his name, date of birth, and first line of his address. He confirmed he had no known allergies. The Doctor inserted a cannula into my boys hand, stating he was going to give him something to relax his body, to minimize any if not all discomfort that the examination might bring. 'Oh wow, I feel super relaxed'. 'Good, now I can give you that thorough examination'. The Doctor put on a pair of latex gloves, liberally lubing them all over, inserting one finger, then two, then three, then a fourth, right upto his knuckles. Then in went his thumb, and without much effort he was right upto his wrist. Whatever medication he had administered, it certainly was working its purpose! My son started moaning with pleasure, arching his back in and out. 'Keep still'. My Doctor released his fist, and inserted a 3 pronged rectal speculum, slowly opening it up until it was really stretching my boys cunt lips super wide. He came over to me, stood me up, and walked me over to where my sons legs where spread, and cunt was stretched. But, it seemed the Doctor didn't think they were stretched enough, so, widened the rectal speculum further still. My son didn't flinch one bit. Very nicely tranquilized! My Doctor then stuck a Bio-hazard sticker to my forehead. I could see right inside into my sons cunt, which stiffened my already hard Dick further, making it bounce against my hospital gown, which I had been wanking though when the Doctor first had his FFist inside my boy. The Doctor removed my gown, revealing my pale wasted body with bones sticking out, and a healthy big veiny hard-on which was oozing pre cum. The Doctor scooped up my pre cum and walked over to my boys face, ordering him to eat it! He looked over at me ... 'Go on, stick your nasty death-weapon inside his beautiful cunt, and breed his glowing womb with your fertile bugs'. I needed no prompting in all honesty, and was back inside my son for the first time in a few weeks. 'So, you want my patient to infect you, huh?' 'Oh god, YES Please' 'Well, he will be unable to infect you now' 'Eh? Why?' 'Because, he has already successfully managed to bug you up. I got your results this morning. Congratulations. You are now officially a nasty poz whore' With that the Doctor slapped a 'Bio-hazard' sticker onto my boys right pec. I was recovering nicely, my boy received the news he was wanting, and I was about to cum for the first time in weeks, and it was going to be inside my sons newly diagnosed poz cunt --- What a WONDERFUL examination! 'You are becoming so much better. Go on, breed him ... Breed Him ... BREED the nasty poz fucker'. My Doctors aggressive verbal talk started to send me over the edge to cumming. Not that I needed much to reach that point. My Doctor could tell I was getting close, so, rushed behind me to view me climax. I started to unload inside my boys speculum gaping cunt... 'Oh FUCK Yeah, what a stunning wasted ass showing off completely your anus and perineum. I know you are cumming right now as I see them twitching. Go ON, fucking give it to him'. Spent, I took my Dick out, and could now even see my toxic juice lying inside my sons beautiful dark pink cunt. I went to the head of the examination table, kissed my boy, and let him lick my Dick clean. My Doctor sat in front of my boy again, and proceeded to fill up a 60ml syringe with a creamy fluid. Of course, this was CUM! 'I am now going to lube you up with CUM ... Want to know where it is from?' ... ?

Part 4; My Doctor didn't seem phased by my loyal boy snuggling with me in my bed. I guess as a Doctor and an adult he has seen it all and more in his time. We discussed my progress, latest blood-work, and he went over my upto date obs chart. I was doing very well, but, it looked like I would certainly need a few more weeks as an inpatient with further treatment. My topless sexy rugby stud got out of my bed to fetch himself a cool drink from his bag, his torso glistening as he drenched in sweat. His legs hobbling him in his now weak feeble state. 'Are you OK?' my Doctor asked him, with an air of concern. 'Oh don't worry Doctor, I am sure it is just my body beginning to accept the HIV virus'. 'What makes you think you have HIV?' My sexy Latino stud looked at me, and smiled, and with our eyes locked he answered the Doctor... 'I had a very high risk exposure nearly 4 weeks ago'. 'Do you happen to know your sexual partners HIV status from the high risk exposure encounter?' 'Yes. They are positive. I was fully aware before our exposure. In fact, I sought it'. 'It was with me, Doctor'. With both hands holding onto my medical file my Doctor automatically and before he could stop himself instinctively grabbed his crotch. Immediately realising what he had just done he awkwardly straightened his tie, that didn't need straightening, clearing his throat. He immediately left the room. A short while later, a nurse came in and took my sexy boy away. In short, she took his medical history, basic obs, and took pertaining bloods covering sexual health. Upon his return to my room he hopped back into bed with me, still sweating, still shivering. He looked up at me, and said ... 'I've grown very fond of you, and see you as a Father figure, and desire to look after you'. ... I smiled with joy, and kissed him on his forehead, his beads of converting sweat moistening my lips ... 'I've grown very fond and paternally protective of you too sexy boy'. He smiled back, and as we held one another we both gradually fell asleep together, as his body fought against the acceptance of my virus invading his system, a part of me becoming a part of him, for always. The Doctor walked in which woke us up. There was a small round window on my room door which had a small curtain if privacy was ever required, so, he pulled that shut, and put a sign on the door that read; 'No entry, treatment in progress'. He looked at my Latino son ... 'Right, out of my patient's bed, and strip naked, and kneel on the floor a few feet away from the bed, facing it side-ways, with your palms on the floor like you are a dog, I want to check you for any rashes'. My tight bodied son stripped down to his jock-strap which my Doctor ordered him to leave on, and knelt where where and how he was told to. He knelt in front of him, feeling all over his arms, chest, torso, and legs. This was more than an examination for rashes, I could tell he was getting aroused groping my sweaty shivering rugby stud. He got up and knelt behind him, stroking his arms again, and back, and slipped his hands underneath the straps to my sons jock, squeezing and kneading his tight bubble ASS. I must have been beginning to recover, as I got my first erection in weeks, and started stroking my filthy weapon! He pushed his cheeks apart to reveal my sons cunt-hole, and keeping one hand on a pushed back ass cheek he let go of the other cheek, licked two fingers, and placed them on his smooth cunt-hole, to which he let out a whimper of ecstasy! 'Now close your eyes, and keep them closed, and open your mouth, and keep it open' My Doctor got up, stood in front of my son, and unzipped his trousers. Leaving himself buttoned up he pulled his Hard Dick, and balls through the open zip. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, yet, I was LOVING it! He put his Hard Dick in my kneeling boys mouth, and began to rock his hips to now be fucking his open wide mouth. As he done this he had his fists raised to shoulder height facing forwards, and clenched. 'I've booked a double slot for 2-4pm tomorrow, so 2 hours to one of the examination suites. I shall be performing a full sexual health examination. It would be very helpful if you would have a thorough douche'. He took his Dick out of my boys mouth... 'Open your eyes, get up, and bend over the foot of the bed' My son opened his eyes, closed his mouth, and looked at the Doctors Hard saliva sodden Dick. He gave him a subservient look, biting his bottom lip. He stood up, and bent over the foot of my bed as instructed ...

Mr. Peeps yesterday. I was deep-throating a cock through the glory hole, but I'd left my door unlocked. I heard it open, and it stayed open for about ten seconds or so, then he stepped inside and closed the door. I never looked back, but I heard the clink of his belt buckle, then his fingers rubbing my hole, and with a bit of wiggling he adjusted my position and started fucking me while I was working for the load in front of me. They came within a couple of minutes of each other, and I never saw either of them beyond the cock in my face.

Chi4loads, I believe I can clear this up very quickly and let you know this comment was not directed toward you but a comment I made on June 10th on a story called brotherly love. I do not remember anything in your story about castration. With a similar topic name I'm sure the reader placed his reply on the Wrong story replying to my comment. I'm sorry for any grief this may have caused you. You have a great talent! My reply was made in a moment of anger and emotion over brotherly love that pulled into a poz love story a vengeful master plat change in the story. The writer did cause a lot of negative comments about this change. I did post apologies on his story today for my comment made in anger. I or anyone else should never change your storyline or you plat lines this is YOUR story, however your great story telling does give us great emotions and connections to your characters. We are greatful to your writing skill and taking us on this journey with you! I apologize to you for any harm done to you! i also want to apologize to lookinaround13 for my off the wall comments that I'm sure upset you and I'm sorry!

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.”

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

Part 9, There was a flicker of light and a candle was lit, then another and another. I was starting to see around the room, strangely, there were no stacks of wood, but instead there were cabinets with locks on them, a whole wall of pegs with strange looking things hanging on them. On the other side of me there were several strange looking wooden benches with padding, in the corner was black cross with handles on it way at the top and at the bottom. Behind me was another matching leather hammock, a bed, a big table, and several TV’s all of the place. On another table I saw the pie and wondered why they weren’t eating it yet, but then I saw the cooler I packed at Mr. C’s house with the bottles and cans and the paper bag that Mr. Ali had given me to bring to Mr. Terry. When I turned back around quickly I lost my balance a little bit again, I was so light headed but, I saw Mr. C holding some strange mask that looked like it would be used for going scuba diving. It was soft black leather with a long hose coming out of it. The eyes were covered with a black leather patch and it laces up the backside of it. It had two pointed ears on the top of it, almost like what a German Shepard dog would have. The inside was covered with black fur. As he started to raise it up and over my head he looked into my eyes and said, ‘are you ready for the best night of your life pup?’ I said, ‘yes daddy I am. This has already been the best day of my life, I don’t ever want this day to end’. ‘This is a new life you started today son, we will make all your days filled with as much love as you want to be filled with. There is no end to the loads of fun you will enjoy’. I got a big cheesy grin on my face and he said, ‘Son, do you trust your daddy?’ As I nodded yes, he slipped the hood over my head. I couldn’t hear very well and things went very dark again. He was pulling on the cords to tighten it. I muffled through the leather, ‘daddy that is getting really tight.’ He said, ‘Son, you need to relax, just take normal deep breaths and trust me.’ ‘Thank you Sir’ He said, ‘Son, when you call me Sir, it is to be said. Sir, thank you Sir or thank you daddy is fine too. Ok pup?’ I nodded and felt both of his hands cover my ears and rub my head, if felt so strange through the leather and he sounded far away because of the muffled sounds of the hood. I then felt myself being pulled by the leash a few feet and then felt a hand on my chest, to symbolize I was to stop. I had gotten use to breathing deeply into the tube when I felt the tube bend and this very strange smell started to occur. I felt someone put their hand on my head and pull me toward them, I heard my daddy’s voice say, ‘do you smell the medicine son?’ I nodded affirmative. ‘When you smell the medicine, you are to take a deep breath and hold it until I tug on the hose. When you feel me tug, you exhale slowly. I will repeat and give you more medicine when I feel you need it, you are to do the same with each one. Breath in very deep, fill every square inch of your lungs, you are to hold until you feel the tug, and then release very slowly but completely, exhale every little bit of air out, and I will repeat as needed. Now, I know you cant talk, but nod if you understand me, ok son?’ I nodded to the affirmative. I felt the tug so I exhaled completely and as I breathed in, I could tell I was getting more medicine so I breathed in very deep. It was several seconds this time until I felt the tug, I exhaled slowly and completely. Oh man, I thought I felt funny from the drink, that was nothing, I had never felt more light, like I was floating, and I got all tingly inside and felt warm in my face and chest. Wow, it was an amazing feeling, I felt like superman with great powers. As I started to inhale again, I could smell more medicine, so I repeated another deep breath inward. I was so confused, my head was flying, I wasn’t sure if I was standing or laying or floating over the room, it was like I was having an out of body experience, but I felt electric, I felt so alive, every part of me tingled and I felt not only my cock harden, but my butt was tingly and almost felt like it was on fire. I felt this strange feeling that I just wanted to be touched, touched all over me. A tug on the hose brought me back to reality a little bit and I exhaled slowly. I felt a cold metal thing against my skin and I felt a draft on my chest and then my back, I realized my shirt had been cut off. Then I felt like I was floating, oh wait, no I was being picked up and carried, wait my shoes and socks were being removed and now my pants were being pulled off of me while I was being carried. I felt a draft all over me, I think I was naked now? Wow, what a crazy feeling, I was still flying. This must just all be a dream or my mind playing tricks on me. Then I heard the chains of the hammock being rattled, similar to when I bumped into it in daddies rec room and the one by the pool. I was being lowered into it…. I think. But instead of cold leather, I felt a warm pelt of fur. It rocked like it was the hammock but they must have lined it with a fur blanket. It felt amazing touching my naked flesh, so warm. I was still so warm and the medicine was still giving me this rush of sensations that made every nerve ending of mine tingle. I felt the blanket being wrapped around my naked body like a cocoon. I thought to myself, that must be quite a site, my perfectly smooth hairless pale body against the black fur of a mink blanket. God I felt amazing. I just sort of burrowed into it until I felt my left leg being lifted up in the air. I then felt a super soft fur band being tightened around my ankle. My leg was lifted up and spread out wider as I heard a bucket snap it into place. I felt him pick up my right leg and felt it also being wrapped tight in fur and secured up and out of the way with a snap. I felt like I was just flying, but dangling there, but still wrapped in my cocoon. Things were still for a minute and then I felt the hose being moved again. Instinctively I exhaled completely and started to take a deep breath, sure enough, my hunch was right, the medicine was flowing again through the hose, I realized I remember that smell, it was from the brown bottle at Dr. Brad’s house. I didn’t realize it was medicine until now, but of course, he is a doctor, that must be why it had to be keep cold, I know my grandpas insulin was like that. I few second later I felt the tug and I slowly exhaled. The next breath was more medicine and he waited quite a while before I felt the tug. Man, I was out of my mind again with excitement, laying on the fur and feeling every nerve ending in my body firing was intense. I could feel my cock dripping precum onto my belly button. I felt my cock getting harder and bigger than it ever had. The feeling was intensified by the feeling of the fur blanket on the underside of my cock’s shaft as my dick lay on my stomach. Expecting a third round of medicine I breathed in deep. But it wasn’t medicine, it was cigar smoke, wait, I don’t smoke. I immediately start to cough and gag. I was so confused, and tried to utter to stop, but I had to breath. On my next breath in, it was more medicine and it helped me relax. It was a long time before the tug came. I exhaled and started to breath, there was a four dose of medicine but a pretty quick tug so I exhaled. As I exhaled, I heard daddy say ‘Be a good boy and take my breath into you son’. There was suddenly warm moist air that came into my lungs, he must be blowing his air into the tube and into my lungs from his lungs. Instead of a tug on the hose I felt a tug on my leash and I slowly exhaled. Then I heard daddy say, ‘you make me proud, now take my cigar’ and I felt my lungs fill with cigar smoke. I fought coughing like crazy and he quickly tugged on my leash and I exhaled. I heard him say, ‘Terry, did you see that, my boy is so fucked up he just took my smoke. It is time we have that pie.’ He is right, I was flying high as a kite and I again felt the tickle of the fur on my cock. I smiled inside my hood knowing I made my daddy proud. I then felt cooler on my chest and then stomach and then crotch as the fur blanket was slowly being pulled off my chest and off my cock. I felt very exposed and tingly.

PART 4 ”You have my cock so hard Chris. Such an eager little cocksucker. Yeah, lick that precum. It’s all for you sexy boy,” Tom murmurred encouragingly. Maybe a few times the thought 'Oh, fuck, this guy is my neighbor' crosed my mind, but I certainly didn't dwell on any issues: it was all happening very, vast, fast, an besides, indisputably, I loved being on my knees, worshiping his beautiful man cock. It had such a perfect mushroom head, full and pronounced. It felt perfect inside my mouth, resting on my tongue. And that long thick veiny shaft, with just the slightest barely there upward curve felt like hot steel. His massive balls that I couldn’t quite fit into my mouth in a nice tight sack. I just wanted it more and more. I was losing control. Trying to suck it all into my throat and gagging. Finally, Tom pulled me off his cock. I looked up worried I wasn’t pleasing him. I think he sensed my concern and reassured me saying "That feels almost too good sexy boy, and we are just getting started. I’m not ready to let you make me cum yet. Right now I need to more of you. Get up and go over to and stand facing the desk and spread your legs a little. God, that ass is so beautiful. Such a perfect boy butt. Now, bend over and grab the desk. I just want to see what it looks... oh what an amazing hole. You have the most perfect asshole, Chris.” This entire time I was following orders, and apparently I enjoyed my role as my cock was rock hard and throbbing. Yeah, I loved hearing how much he liked me. A super hot man with a huge cock thought I was sexy and had a great ass. Breaking me out of my thoughts, he spoke again, “ Chris, what’s on your mind? Is there something else you want to try now maybe?” I was a little shy, but it felt safe to admit to Tom "That thing you said where you licked a guys butt. Is that... did you want to maybe try that with me?” I've gotta admit, even horny out of my mind, I was blushing. Fortunately Tom was very, very smooth: “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss and lick your boy hole, Chris. Here come over and lie on the bed and pull your knees up. Yeah like that, so I can see that little hole. It’s so pretty. I swear it’s like it’s asking me to play with it and make it feel good. Do you want that Chris, to have me make your boy hole feel good?” Laying on the edge of the bed, my knees pulled up, practically able to feel his breath on my hole, I lost and begged a little for the first time. “Please, Tom, do it. I never wanted to have somebody play with my butt like this before. Please do it. Anything. Your tongue or your fingers even.” His reply was short, “I won’t make you wait. I can see you need it.” And with that he moved in, inhaling the scent of my crack and then slowly teasing my hole. The electric shock of pleasure made me buck. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed. He was an artist with his mouth and had me squirming and writhing and barely able to breathe. It felt so good. And then when he pushed his tongue and tried to fuck me with it, I just melted completely. “Oh god oh god that feels so good. It feels so fucking good!” I blurted. And then he stopped. His attentions to my ass were a whole new realm of experience, such that I had no idea even existed. I wanted more, most definitely, but was also aware the pleasure Tom was eliciting from my ass took precidence even over my cock. I desperately wanted to experience more of the pleasure he had been giving my young asshole. I needed to feel more. “That hole - damn," Tom remarked, adding "I could eat that asshole every day. Nothing is better than a hot eager boyhole.” I was so happy. He had loved doing it, and apparently wanted to do it every day. I had pleased him. Now he continued, “Look at my cock Chris. Look it’s even harder now. All because of your hole. Your little hole makes me this hard. I really want to try something with you. I think you will really like it. I love it and guys who love having their butts eaten seem to just really LOVE it.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a small brown bottle which he offered to me saying "These are called poppers. Have you heard of them?” I just shook my head. He continued explaining "You just sniff it and it’s totally harmless but it just... well I promise you, you will really love it. It will make you even hornier than you are now.” He unscrewed the cap and out the bottle to his nose and held one nostril shut and took a deep breath of the poppers and held it. “See, it’s super safe but.... oh man, fuck yeahhhh,” he moaned as he slowly stroked his giant dick. Handing the bottle to me, Tom provided instructions saying "One more time, one nostril at a time and hold it in. Hold on one sec Chris. I want to watch you take your first sniffs. And I want to just get some of this on me.” He had pulled out some lube and was stroking it onto his cock. He then took a blob and rubbed it onto my hole. I said nothing but definitely noticed that a guy had just put lube on my butt. I wondered if Tom wanted to fuck me. Before I had a chance to think Tom instructed "Okay, Chris, here use that pillow for your neck. Yeah, like that. Now lift those legs up so I can see your hole. Now take two breaths in each nostril just when I tell you to, okay?” I nodded, so horned up and so out of control already with lust. And then he spoke,”Take a nice deep breath and hold it. Okay, again. Now other side deep breath. Hold it. One more time. Hold it.”

PART 3 Now if my heart wasn’t already beating 1000 miles an hour, what Tom just said made it go even faster. Everything I had heard and seen had said 'Always use a condom'. I mean, I knew like in the 70s and stuff guys didn’t, but with AIDS, I didn’t think anyone didn’t use condoms. But I guess some people didn’t, because guys still kept getting infected with HIV. All this went thru my brain in a split second. And the whole time I was staring at Tom and, in particular, his gorgeous cock. It was so hard now. Finally, I responded, “I... I guess I just never thought about that. Everyone says it’s so important to practice safe sex and the guys always had condoms. I didn’t plan on getting fucked even, it just kind of happened.” He continued to slowly tug on his giant cock replying “I guess a lot of people say that. A lot of guys just aren’t satisfied with sex using condoms. It just doesn’t feel right for them. Maybe for some guys condoms are great. But even you said, for you it made it not so great. Probably not horrible, but not as great as you thought if could be? And let me guess, these guys were hot guys probably huh? And you lost control a little and they wanted your hole and so you just gave it to them? Something like that?” His gentle smile suggested he knew what had happened and had been there in the bookstore when I was getting fucked. “Yeah, both times I thought the guys were really hot and I sucked them but they wanted to do more and I wanted to get them off. And so I let them,” I said. I couldn’t believe this conversation and this situation I was in. I would float in and out of losing myself in the moment and snapping back to being a very nervous 18 year old. And then I added, “And yeah, you are right I guess. It was okay, but somehow something was missing or not right. But I don’t know, it was so rushed and stuffy in the booth.” Tom quietly said “Chris, I have all night. I have tons of hot porn to keep on the screen. I think it is great that you felt so open to share with me. I want you to know, look at me, anything you want to try or anything you want to do. I would love to share my experience with you and expose you to everything I have. Right now Chris. What do you want to try first?” I was already sliding to my knees when I blurted “I want to suck it. I want to suck it so badly.” His legs parted open to welcome my wet lips as I greedily took his cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, lashing upwards to taste the first of what would be a good steady stream of precum. Intoxicating precum. “Yeah Chris, that’s so good. Feels so good. You suck it just like you wanted to, like you needed to. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock like that,” Tom whispered. I struggled as I took more and more in mouth and gagged as it hit my throat. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted, but I knew I wanted more. And what was that about licking a guy's hole? That sounded like two might feel really good, I thought to myself as I slurped and sucked and tried to please him with my young mouth. Glancing up at him, I noticed a wide smile on his face. I had a feeling Tom would teach me much that I didn't know. In fact Tom seemed to know everything - at least about sex. Not to mention he was so fucking hot. And his cock, the precum. I was totally losing myself in cock lust.

PART 2 I had no idea what to do. I was naked, seated on the edge of a stranger's bed, and we were watching a gay porn, a gay porn where a young guy was slobbering all over a guy's cock. My six inch cock was rock hard, but next to me was an almost rock hard man dick. I marveled at how such a thin guy had such a huge fat cock. It had to be at least eight and a half inches. As if sensing it, or maybe he was just staring at me staring at his cock, he commented "I like that you can’t stop looking at my cock. You must be hungry. Have you been with many guys?” I just figured honesty was best and I wasn’t exactly fooling anyone into thinking I was 'Mr. Experience', so I told the truth. "I've..., I've gone to a bookstore a few times and done stuff.” I was super embarrassed to admit it, but he looked at me and smiled, responding "Good for you. Bookstore booths can be hot. Did you just let guys suck you or has Chris learned to get his knees dirty?” "At first, I got sucked but I kind of like, I kind of like to suck more than get sucked.” There, I had admitted it. "And what about fucking? Anyone get that butt yet?” he asked. "I tried it twice. It was good, but it kind of hurts, and well, it seems like... condoms aren’t very slippery it feels like.” He looked at me thoughtfully and asked "So, each of the guys who fucked your ass used a condom? But not when you were sucking, right? I imagine you took each man's load in your mouth, didn’t you?” “I only tried fucking twice and yes, each guy used a condom. And yes, you're also right, when I suck I don’t ever use a condom. Oh, and yeah, the guys always just cum in my mouth. I don’t mind though.” There, I had admitted that too. I liked sucking cock and tasting cum. “Well Chris, I am proud of you for being so open with me and for going out and finding what you like. Do you want to know what I like and what I have done?” I nodded. “I've done most everything, I think, so if you have a question, just ask. But when it comes to fucking and sucking and having man sex, I like it all. But most of the time, I am the one getting sucked more than the one sucking. And most of the time I am the one licking a guy's asshole instead of him licking mine. And I am always the one, these days, that fills a hot manhole instead of having a cock deep up in me. And I have a secret trick for fucking that makes it real slippery and the bottoms always love it. In my book it's the only way to fuck. Can you guess what it is?” I shrugged, having no idea. "Well, let's put it this way: the problem with the way you’ve been fucking is that you used condoms. I never do.”

How it Happened Ch. 3 I caught the bus back to campus without any trouble. The whole time with Michael seemed like a terrifying sexy dream. My well-fucked ass and the slowly leaking jizz seeping from my “boy pussy” told me I had not imagined my time with Michael. Fortunately, my roommate was still gone when I returned to my dorm room. I stripped and took another shower, so when I woke in the morning I wouldn’t wake to a puddle of cum in my bed. I told myself, even though I promised to let Michael fuck me raw anytime he wanted, this was only a one-time occurrence. When we met again, I would explain I preferred to engage in only safe-sex. I was sure he would understand, and we could move forward without any repeat of our wild and reckless night. Now having told myself this, I had to admit the sex had been amazing. The warm, throbbing cock pumping in and out of me had treated me to what had to be without a doubt some of the best sex in my life. I found myself getting hard as I remembered the hot, pulsing shots of his thick semen filling me up, as he continued pounding me like a porn star whore. I understood now why guys loved fucking raw, and I almost regretted depriving that lacrosse of the opportunity to breed me as Michael had done. Still it was better to be safe, than sorry. Michael and I could get tested together, and once our tests came back negative, we could skip rubbers and fuck like the night before. I took a couple of Aleve PM, so I could get some rest, and hopefully ease the pain of my well-fucked ass. As I drifted off to sleep, I heard my roomie return, but I was too far gone to care. When I woke up, I first thought it was dawn, but, I had slept through the entire day. Fortunately, I had only two classes, but I had never missed a class in my life. I contacted friends from those classes to catch up on my missed work, as well as checked over my work for the next day’s class-work. My friends from the night I met Michael had texted me to make sure I was doing okay. They apologized for abandoning me at after-hours club. I texted back it was all cool and had met a great guy, who was interested in seeing me again. Bed-time, Michael texted me. I found myself boning up at once as soon as I saw a message from him. I didn’t remember giving him my number, but at this point I couldn’t care less how he got my number. He told me how much he enjoyed our time together and was definitely looking forward to seeing me again Friday night. I responded telling him how much fun I had as well, and I was looking forward to seeing him again. I soon found my cock leaking like crazy as he told me how much he enjoyed being inside me, and the way my “boy pussy” just seemed to keep milking his cock for more jizz. Even though his graphic texts turned me on something awful, I told him I really needed to talk about being safe in the future. I felt relieved when he responded that was something we could talk about Friday. I had been afraid he would want to not see me again, but that seemed not to be the case. He told me his friends were excited to meet me this coming weekend. His last text of the night included a picture of his cock buried in my ass, with some of his loads leaking out, with the comment, “Something to dream about until we see one another again. I barely made it to our bathroom, before I blew my load all over myself. I wanted him to fuck me again in the worse way. The rest of the week seemed to drag along at a snail’s pace, until Friday afternoon and my classes were over for the week. I made sure to try and get ahead of my school work, so I wouldn’t have anything to do Sunday night. It didn’t help Michael sexted me every night. I was a quivering messy of teen hormones by the time I caught the bus to Michael’s apartment Friday evening. The second night we had texted, he made me promise not to fap for the rest of the week. He wanted me loaded with jizz, so he could empty me out completely by the end of the weekend. The thought of someone making me climax until I couldn’t shoot anymore strangely turned me on more than I wanted to admit. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been as hard as I was when I climbed on the bus from Hopkins to downtown. I packed my toiletries, as well a couple changes of clothes, since I had no idea what he had planned for us to do over the weekend. I made sure I packed a box of condoms, just in case Michael didn’t have any on hand. I wanted to be prepared like the Eagle Scout I was. My heart was pounding, and there was a nice sized wet spot on my jeans, by the time I arrived at Michael’s apartment. I was seriously regretting following his instructions I free-ball. My tight jeans rubbed me in ways I wasn’t used to while wearing underwear. Every step made me harder and ooze even more precum. The outer door-grate was unlocked and opened easily when I pulled on it. I took a deep breathe before I hesitantly knocked on the door. I could hear voices and music playing, so I knocked a little bit harder a couple more times before I heard the door unlock and open. “Babe,” Michael smiled at me stepping aside to let me enter. I thought I’d blow my wad right there in the door way when I saw him. The only thing he had on was pair of black skin-tight jeans with the top button unbuttoned. His thick, hard cock bulged and strained against the zipper which seemed barely able to restrain his desire for me. “We’ve all been waiting for you to get here, so the fun can begin,” he told me, pulling me into a passionate kiss. His kiss threw me completely off kilter, everything I had planned to say to him went out of my mind. As we kissed, he began getting me out of my clothes, I almost felt as if I were in a porn flick, everything seemed to be happening so quickly. Once I was naked, Michael handed me the glass pipe we had smoked last time I was there. I started to say I didn’t want to get started that quick this time, but as soon as I opened my mouth the pipe was inserted. “Inhale babe, just keep inhaling like a good lil’ chem piggy,” he chuckled, as he continued moving his lighter back and forth as he started stroking my cock. God, what a surreal and amazing feelings he was created in me. Occasionally, he would take a hit himself, but soon I found it back in my mouth. I lost track of time as I stood in the doorway getting wasted and jerked off by him. My lust for Michael was equal to the previous time I had been at his place on Saturday night. I wanted his dick bad and he knew it. He pushed me down to my knees, before feeding me his beautiful, thick, uncut cock. I worshiped it, as he had taught me to the first time I sucked him. I swear I got even harder, when he grabbed a fistful of my hair and began to seriously face-fuck me like the slut he called me. I gagged somewhat, but soon was able to take his cock to his shaved groin. If being his slut got me his dick, I was more than willing to become one for him. I was in love with him and wanted to please him. I began to love it when he forced himself deep down my throat cutting off my air and holding it there until I was almost ready to pass out, Slobber and precum coated his cock when he finally withdrew it long enough to let me breath, before shoving it in deep. He could do anything he wanted, I was his to use, so long as he fucked me. I began to believe and accept his dirty talk about being his slut, bitch-boy. I was his whore/cumslut. I wanted, no correct that, NEEDED, to please him anyway I could so he would slide his magnificent fuck-stick inside my boy-cunt. Safe-sex was the furthest thing from my mind. I NEEDED to feel him deep inside me and flooding my insides with his cum. He pulled me off his throbbing, dripping cock, smiling down at me. “Oh yeah slut, we’re going to have a fun time this weekend,” he told me yanking me to my feet by my hair, before French kissing the hell out of me. “Come on bitch, time for some more fuck smoke and some fuck vitamins, then you can get back to work showing me how much you want my fuck stick and dirty loads up your cunt.” I didn’t even think to argue, I just followed him down to the living-room. All thoughts of safe-sex had vanished into thin air like the clouds of white smoke he began to feed me once I swallowed another smiley-face pill and a blue diamond-shaped pill. Once again, he encouraged me to drink more Gatorade. Once I had finished the Gatorade, he fed me even more of the amazing fuck-smoke, which made me even horny than I thought possible. I didn’t even wait to be asked, I finished the pipe off and dropped to my knees and returned to worshiping my new owner. If I had been sober, I would have taken serious offense to being referred to as his property, now rather than his boyfriend. If it meant I would soon be fucked by him, I was more than willing to be his bitch, slut. I had no intention of debated his claim of knocking me up, as being proof I was now his to do or to use however he wanted. My sole focus was bringing pleasure to him, so he would bring me pleasure. I moaned in pleasure, as he continued to forcefully use my mouth and throat. I enjoyed the feel of his hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks wide and slipping something small and hard in my hole. A moment later I felt a warm, burning feeling suddenly shot into my hole, before the hard, small cylinder slide from my hole. As time began to stand still, my hole began to hunger to be filled with his hard cock. I was about to try and pull off his cock to beg him to fuck me, when suddenly my hole stretched wider than it had ever been stretched before as an enormous cock-head punched through it’s opening, thrusting several massively, thick inches deep inside me. “Sorry Mikey, we just couldn’t wait any longer to join the party,” a deep, masculine voice said from behind me. “Is he as good as cock-sucker as he looks?” Another voice off to the side asked. “It looks like he knows how to deep through you, but can he do me? A third voice asked. “Well there is only one way to find out, you’ll just have to take him for a test spin. He’s yours for the weekend, but don’t break him please I still want to keep him for a while longer to expand his horizons,” I heard Michael chuckle as he pulled me off his cock and slide out from under me and off the couch. I gasped for breath as I felt the rest of my mysterious fucker’s raw dick sink all the way inside me as his bushy pubes settled against my ass cheeks. My head dropped all the way down on the sofa cushion as I moaned in pleasure at the mysterious cock now buried balls deep inside me. I was torn between feeling betrayed by my new boyfriend, and the incredible pleasure of the thick piece of fuck-meat now buried inside me. I didn’t even know what the guy even looked like, but I was beginning to not even care, because as he began rocking in and out of me slowly at first building momentum, I found myself moaning in pleasure. I didn’t want this amazing thick cock to stop. I my moans of pleasure soon matched both the speed and depth of his fucking. “Hey Mikey, I think he likes it,” chuckled the voice behind me, which prompted laughs from the others. I never had any doubt he would,” laughed Michael. “Have fun with him. I’ll be back later, I have a “date” with a hot lil’ Calvert Hall senior. I may bring him back to join the fun,” chuckled my “boyfriend”. “The kid loves raw cock and cum, I met him at Bush River,” he laughed. Michael grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head up to face him. “You are going to take good care of my friends while I’m gone aren’t you cumdump?” He asked me with a look that told me I had better behave or else. “Yes…Sir,” I answered submissively, fearing what might happen if I dared to refuse. Besides, I was really beginning to enjoy the fuck I was getting for this mysterious man. “That’s a good lil’ bitch slut,” he smirked at me. “I’m just helping you become the lil’ faggot slut you’ve always dreamed of being,” he laughed, before leaning down to kiss the hell of me. “I’ll be back in a couple hours gents, enjoy,” he said before letting go of my hair and leaving the room. “Here blow some clouds boy,” commanded a deep voice holding the glass pipe to my mouth. I heard the click of the lighter and saw the flame begin to move along the bottom of the glass bubble. Each time I inhaled deeply, the cock fucking me paused, only to resume its relentless pounding of my ass. Once I finished off the white rock, I found myself presented with two cocks to service. One black and one caramel-colored, both were larger and thicker than I had seen before in my limited sexual explorations. Normally, I would have resisted, but instead I began to worship those beautiful cocks being presented to me. I was in heaven licking and sucking on them, while another cock continued to fuck me relentlessly. “Damn, this cunt is amazing,” grunted the voice behind me. “He’s a horny lil’ fucker,” he groaned, before slapping my ass hard, which in turned made me moan around one of the cocks stuffing my throat. “I think Mikey found a good one here, he’s a nasty lil’ pussy boy,” chuckled one of the voices busy feeding me cock. “Get…ready…to…swap,” panted my fucker. “SHIT! YES! FUCK!” Howled the man long dicking me like there was no tomorrow. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…LOAD!” I pushed back against the unknown man fucking me as I felt his dick begin to swell and fill me with his jizz. I wanted his load in the worse way. “Damn! That was a good fuck, can’t wait until he’s really broken in properly,” chuckled the man as I felt his cock begin to withdraw from me. I tried to close my ass to keep his load inside, but I couldn’t. The next thing I knew another cock was sliding inside me, while I was presented with a cum-covered cock to clean. I didn’t hesitate in opening my mouth to clean and worship the cock that had just fucked me so wonderfully.

I'm known to drain a bunch of men and then get into the tub and piss into my own mouth!

How about 25? I’ve never done it before but would love to do it.

Well guys I hope you enjoy this.... How it happened - part 2 “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. “I think you’re going to be very popular,” he chuckled at me, when he saw me slip my hand down between my legs and start to play with my cum-covered hole. “Time for some more fuck smoke, wish you could meet my friend Mr. T, but we’ll save that for next time when I know you are going to be stay a whole weekend,” he smirked at me. I hesitantly asked, “You want to see me again,” I needed that big cock back inside me the worst way. I seriously don’t know what I would have done if he hadn’t wanted to fuck, I mean see me again. I should have been concerned, I had just taken my first raw cock and load, but instead of jumping up to expel his jizz, I pulled my gaping hole wide open to show him. I wanted him back inside me NOW, and this was the best way I could think of asking him to pump another load deep inside my ass. “Oh, don’t worry babe, I’ve got plenty more for your hot lil’ boy pussy,” he smirked slipping two thick fingers inside, just long enough to start me moaning and humping back against his hand. “We’re going fuck for a long-time boy,” he chuckled pulling out his fingers and sucking them clean. “It’s fuck smoke break time, then back to using my cumdump’s boy pussy. You’re my lil’ cumslut fuck toy boy aren’t you babe?” All I could do was smile and nod back to the sweat-covered man who had just introduced me to the pleasures of raw cock. There wasn’t anything about him I didn’t like. He handed me the glass pipe again, as well as the lighter. I flicked the lighter and began to inhale, as I rocked the pipe slowly. I started to hand the pipe back to him, but he shook his head no and told me to finish the rock, while he went to the bedroom to do something. I forgot he was even gone, while I smoked the white rock. By the time he returned I had finished the rock. I never wanted fucked as much as I did at that moment. I NEEDED him inside me now, even more than the first time he sunk his beautiful 8-plus inch cock inside me. “Oh, ya boy, you’re tweaked out of you fuckin’ mind now,” he laughed stroking his hard cock. A thick black ring now encased the base of his cock, while another even thicker one encircled his ball-sack above his balls. His cock looked like a truly potent weapon now and I wanted it inside me in the worse way. He grabbed me by the cock and led me up a couple of steps into his bedroom. There were two camcorders on tripods pointed at the king-sized four-posted bed, one pointing down from the head of the bed, and the other aimed from a bottom corner of the bed. I was puzzled to see only a black plastic sheet on the bed, with several pillows also covered with black plastic. In an alcove, there was a leather swing-like device. “Up bitch, and assume the position,’ he commanded me, slapping the bed with his hand. I normally would have turned and grabbed my clothes and left, if anyone before had ever thought to speak to me like that, but I found myself hopping up on his bed and positioned my ass towards him. All I could think of was his incredible cock fucking me again. I wanted him to fill me with another load of his jizz. I knew intellectually I shouldn’t, but the feel of his raw cock fucking and then exploding deep inside me was the most incredible sex I’d ever had in my life. I NEEDED him to do it again and again and again. I couldn’t believe how horny I was for his dick and jizz. “You’re a good lil’ cumslut boy, aren’t you?” he chuckled turning me slightly so my coming fuck would be captured for posterity. “You’re going to show everyone what a good lil’ bitch slut you are, right babe?” He asked me right before slapping my ass hard, and making me moan in pleasure, as he climbed up on the bed. He spent the next several minutes teasing my hole with his amazing cock, but never pushed all the way back in. Only just far enough to let me know how much my ass missed him inside me. I was begging before the first minute even passed. I begged and promised to do anything, so long as he fucked me again. He encouraged me to talk dirty and nasty, while begging for his dick. He teased me asking if I would let him knock my ass up again if he fucked me. I was so desperate for his cock, I promised he could always knock up my boy cunt anytime he fucked me. I would never have him wrap up when he wanted inside my boy pussy. At this point I would have promised anything to get him to fuck me again. I’d never in my life imagined being this horny. Once my promises had been secured he slammed in balls deep in a single thrust. I moaned loudly, as my eyes rolled back in pleasure. He began to long dick me repeatedly, more often, than not pulling completely out before ramming back in so hard our balls smacked together loudly. Sweat poured from both of us, as he used me all over the bed. We did every imageable position possible. Many I had only seen in hardcore, slutty sex. Honestly, I don’t think I could even remember the total number of times I jizzed. I think maybe four times, I know he came at least five times total, before I finally could not fuck anymore. He pulled a sheet over me, but not both taking a bunch of pictures and used one of the camcorders to do a close-up of my heaving, sweat-drenched, cum-covered body and my gaping, leaking cum-filled hole. “You look so fuckin’ hot babe,” he smiled leaning down to kiss me passionately. “Get some rest, I have a few things to do before I join you there for a rest,” he smiled at me. As he walked away from the bed and back down the stairs to the living room I heard “Welcome to the Jungle” start playing, followed by him answering his cell phone as I started to doze off. “HEY! I take it you liked round one’s live stream,” he chuckled. I wanted to hear more of his conversation since it seemed to be about me, but I was too exhausted. I did hear him continue talking as I slipped into sand land. “Oh, fuck ya, he is, wait ‘til you see the vid after I have it edited for the site. He’s a natural, plus he promised to take on all of my friends raw, if I promised to keep knocking his ass up,” he laughed, loudly. “Nah, he not local, he’s a fresh piece of Hopkins ass.” When I woke up, I found myself still horny, but still tired from all the sex. It then hit me everything I had done the night before. I had gone home with a guy I barely knew and let him fuck me raw. In fact, I had begged him to fuck me and give me his loads. What had I done? I had seriously fucked up bigtime. I would make sure I never let that happen again. I couldn’t let myself be so careless. Suddenly I felt strong arms pulling me close to a warm, naked body. “Afternoon babe,” a familiar voice whispered in my ear as I felt a hard, thick cock make contact with my still slightly sore hole. Before I could say anything, he pushed steadily forward burying his raw cock back inside me. My body shuddered as it accepted readily the thick, hard cock sliding inside my still cum-slicked hole. I couldn’t help myself as I began to massage his incredible cock with my muscles. I helped his entry by pushing back to take even more of the cock, which had taught me the joys of bareback sex. No matter how wrong it was I couldn’t deprive myself or him of the pleasures we enjoyed. “Fuck your ass feels so good on my cock,” he purred into my ear. My only response was to moan and grind against his smooth groin. “Yeah, you missed this didn’t you?” He asked me as he began to long-dick me. “Yes,” I moaned softly, not believing I was letting him fuck me bareback yet again. He just felt so good inside me, I wanted him to just keep fucking me. “Yeah, I knew the first time I saw you on the dancefloor you were a nasty lil’ cumslut,” he whispered in my ear as he licked it, making moan and squirm. “We’re going to have so much fun together, babe,” he hissed in my ear, rabbit fucking me hard. “I’m going to teach and show you so much my lil’ cumslut boy,” he said rolling me on to my hands and knees and continued his assault on my ass. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my face up, “Look! How hot you look getting fucked, you were meant to be used like this babe,” he grunted to me as I looked at myself in the mirror above the headboard. I did look hot, though I seriously looked like a slut as he continued to long dick me. He knew how to dominate me and turn me on like no one else I’d ever been with. I was indeed his to use as he wanted for as long as he wanted. I was so conflicted about what was happening to me, but my hidden kinky, slutty side seamed totally in control. I wanted his load inside me. “Br…bre…breed me,” I finally panted out, knowing how wrong it was, but knowing how good it felt. I wanted to feel his big, thick cock pulse inside me again. I would deal with the consequences later, now I just needed his jizz and badly. He smiled toothily at me in the mirror, as he smacked my ass and began long-dicking me completely pulling all the way out before slam back in hard. His sweat-drenched balls smacked hard against my own, which just made the sex even better if that was possible. I was ready to climax again as he thrust back in hitting my prostrate. I saw stars as I fired my load on the black plastic sheet beneath me. “FUCK! SHIT! YES!” he shouted as he thrust inside one last time and flooded my insides. I could feel his load begin to leak out my hole as he slowly withdrew, before slamming back in. He repeated this several times, which in turn made me leak more cum out of my own semi-hard penis. He finally pulled out and drove his mouth into my freshly fucked my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore and collapsed on my freshly shot load. All I could do was moan and take his incredible rimming. When he finally seemed satisfied, he forcefully flipped me over and moved up to kiss me. As I opened my mouth he opened his and released the loads he had eaten out of me into my mouth. Before I could do anything about it he grabbed my head with his hands, beginning passionately kissing me sharing his jizz with me until after what seemed an eternity I had eaten and swallowed everything he had fucked into me over the night. “Well babe,” he said smiling down at me, “I guess we better get you cleaned up so you can get a little rest before classes in the morning. I hope you didn’t have any unfinished homework,” he chuckled. “What time is it?” I asked not knowing how long we’d been at this. “It’s about eight Sunday night,” he chuckled. We’ve had a lot of fun all day.” “WHAT! It’s that late, shit my friends will be wondering what happened,” I said sitting up with a panicked look. “Shhhh…Babe it’s okay, you can catch a bus back to school a couple blocks from here and will be back in no time.” He smiled reassuringly at me. Hop in the shower and get cleaned up,” he said ushering me into the bedroom behind his bedroom. “I’d join you in the shower, but then you might not get home ‘til Wednesday,” he smirked giving me a kiss. I climbed in the hot shower and enjoyed the feel of the water pounding against me. I don’t know how long I was in there, but I felt completely refreshed though still tired after my experiences of sex with this man I still didn’t know his name. I had spent almost a complete day with this guy and still didn’t know his name. The black plastic sheet was no longer on the bed, instead a blood red set of sheets were exposed. My clothes lay on the bed, and I could hear him down in the living room/ kitchen area doing something. I realized as I dressed my underwear was missing. I got dressed anyway, because I really did need to get back to Hopkins. I walked down the steps to the living area to get my shoes, he was coming out of the kitchen area with a bottle of Gatorade. I couldn’t believe how sex he looked standing there in skin-tight black jeans, and nothing else but a slouchie beanie. He shot me a big grin. “There’s my babe,” he said pulling me into a tight hug and then a kiss. I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “Hey, did you see my underwear down here somewhere?” I asked looking around. He laughed, “Yeah I kept it as a souvenir of our first date, besides I like my boys to freeball,” he smiled back at me. “You want to see me again?” I asked suddenly excited someone wanted to date me. “Fuck ya babe, I want to see a whole lot more of you,” he said leaning down and kissing me hard, as he gripped my ass. “I have so much I want to experience with you,” he whispered into my ear. I boned up instantly in his arms, and I could tell he was boned as well. I was excited at the thought of finally having a boyfriend, and a sexy one at that. “It’s finally gotten colder, and I know you weren’t wearing a coat, so you can borrow one of mine until you come down this coming Friday. I’m having a small get together with some close friends and I’d love you to meet them. Bring whatever you need for the weekend and you can go back Sunday. How does that sound?” He said opening a closet door and pulling out an expensive looking black leather jacket with a gold embroidered scorpion on the upper left side. “You can wear this and bring it back on Friday,” he said with a smirk. “Thanks,” I started to say, but stopped and looked sheepishly at him. “I’m sorry I forgot your name,” I said softly, waiting for his reaction. He didn’t get angry, but rather started laughing. “You didn’t forget it,” he said grinning. “You were too horny to even care, which made things more fun,” pulling me into another kiss. “I’m Michael,” he paused briefly looking at me before leaning done to my ear and whispering, “And you’re Ian, my lil’ cumslut boy.” He opened the door and unlocked the door grate to let me leave. It certainly way colder than it had been the night before. I was glad Michael had loaned me his jacket. I couldn’t wait to see him again. My new boyfriend, as I walked towards the bus stop to take me back to Hopkins. I was on cloud nine.

I sucked my first time 4 or 5, my own age. At 6 a family moved in next door, one 11 one 14 I sucked daily after the 14 yr old came in my mouth I couldn't get enough. I was 7 when I got to suck my first man cock followed by 4 of his buddies that wanted to see if I could swallow all the cum the could produced. At nine I seduced/coned a 16 year old to let me suck him, after the 3rd time he deside he wanted more, I couldn't but he promised we would work on it, the following weekend he began "watching" me while my parents was away. By the 6th month I was begging him and trying daily till that one afternoon while fishing....

“Mind if I booty bump the slut some more Dean?” Jack asked holding up the film canister and shaking it. “Nope that’s what it’s for Jack,” Dean replied with an evil smirk. Jack smiled back as he opened the canister shaking out a nice sized shard and then shook some powder on the head of his already cum covered cock head. One of the older bear couple grabbed Adam’s legs and pulled them back so Jack could drop the shard in the boy’s open hole. Jack took the boy’s legs back and lined his cock with the opening. As he shoved his thick nine inch cock in the moaning twink balls deep in a single thrust he announced to the gathered room, “Now it’s time to really knock this slut’s ass up with some poz loads.” Adam yelped as the mysterious man’s cock punched through his hole to bury its self deeper than anything ever had before. Dean’s thick cock had stretched him open enough the man’s girth did not really hurt only stung slightly. He could not believe how good it felt to have another cock inside his now incredibly hungry hole. Jack groaned in pleasure as his thick nine-inches wrapped its self in the barely-legal boy’s spooge lubed fiery hot fuck tunnel. He gazed deep into Adam’s formally bright blue eyes, now dazed and darkened by the Tina wanting forever to remember this moment as he helped poz the newly born cumslut. The nearly hairless twink’s toned skateboarder 5’6”, 120 lbs. body turned him on unbelievably. It reminded him to the first young teen twink he stealthed after discovering his cheating youthful lover had pozzed him. He smoked the boy up after picking him up from a coffee house, taking him to a nearby sleazy motel taking his cherry and his health. Adam started to whimper after the man quickly started to withdraw his dick. “Please don’t stop…you feel so good,” Adam found himself begging the skeleton-like man. “Oh ya the lil’ neg twink slut likes poz raw dick,” Jack laughed loudly as he grinned at the others standing around him watching him begin his assault on the no longer innocent eighteen-year old deflowered virgin twink. “Don’t worry bitch, I’m nowhere near finished with your lil’ boy neg pussy,” he leered at young teen, who didn’t even look legal enough to be in the bathhouse, as he shoved his death stick back in as hard as he could. “Your fuckin’ cunt will be dripping with my poz load soon enough slut.” “Poz load?” The chemmed up eighteen-year old started to ask, before the older skeleton-like man pulled back out and slammed back inside him even harder than before slapping his balls against his upturned smooth ass. The amazing feeling of the anonymous man’s long thick meat distracted him long enough to forget what he was asking the group of men around him as he begged for it harder and faster. The men watching Adam laughed at his naivety at not realizing they were pozzing him. Dean smiled to himself as he realized Adam before the night was out would be begging men to feed him their dirty loads. If by the time all, the men in the room were finished with him and the clueless boy didn’t understand what was going on, he would tell Adam after he was strapped in the sling in the Pig Room when he booty bumped and slammed the teen again. It would be hot watching the tweaked boy beg for the gift to set him free. Adam groaned as he felt the unknown man’s balls slap repeatedly against his ass cheeks. He loved the feeling and sound of them smacking him hard turning him on even more than before. Dean’s dick had stretched him open wide, but this guy was going for depth. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to have his ass filled with another dick. He was so lost in the pleasure of the older man’s long thick meat pummeling him; his drugged brain didn’t register the poz talk of the men around him. All he just wanted was to have the man cum inside him as Dean had. He loved the feel of hot, thick, gooey jizz filling his ass. Dean’s load felt unbelievable as a lube helping the older man pound his ass. “FUCK BITCH! YOU WANT THIS MUTHA-FUCKIN’ POZ LOAD DON’T YOU?” Jack growled loudly as he switched from rapid pummeling to forceful long-dicking making sure the boy felt every inch of his fuck-tool as he slammed back inside making sure to tear up newly corrupted cumdump. “YES!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!! COME ON GIVE ME THAT LOAD!!!” Adam howled nearly out of his mind from the fucking he was receiving from the older man ravishing his hole. “BEG ME BITCH TO POZ YOUR HOLE,” commanded Jack as he kicked into high gear completely pulling out, before slamming back inside the horny tweaked teen. “BEG…SLUT!...TELL…ME…TO…POZ…YOUR…NEG…BOY…PUSSY!” He demanded punctuating each word with a powerful thrust back inside the teen pinned beneath him. He felt his balls drawing tight as they prepared to fire three days worth of his death seed in the drugged angelic-looking blond twink. “POZ MY NEG BOY PUSSY!!! Adam squealed wanting Jack to fill him with his gooey man-juice, not realizing what he was begging the older man to do to him. In his drugged mind, he thought he was just wanting the man to cum, just as Dean had before in him. Seeing the twisted innocent-looking boy beg for his toxic load pushed Jack over the edge as he pulled out one last time before slamming his pulsing fuck-meat deep back inside the newly-born cumdump. “FUCKIN’ TAKE MY POZ LOAD!!! He howled in triumph as his cock fired six powerful jets of poz jizz flooding the previously already filled fuck tunnel. His thick load oozed out from around his impaled fleshy butt-plug. Although, Adam was leaking precum like crazy and he was hornier than he had ever been before in his life his dick wouldn’t get hard. However, the fantastic feelings emanating from his ass distracted him from being concerned about this disturbing fact. Normally he generally was constantly hard when horny. He loved the way the unknown older man’s nine-inch thick cock had felt fucking him. The way he had pulled all the way out before slamming deep back inside him was incredible, Adam hoped the man would fuck him again after the others had fucked him. Adam whimpered as he felt the semi-hard fuck-pole begin to slide from his ass. He wanted the man to stay inside him for as long as possible. The men around him laughed as they watched the exit of the thick cock from him and the flow of jizz from his now gaping hole. “Batter up guys, the slut needs more poz loads by the sound of it,” he chuckled moving out of the way for the next man to mount the twisted twink. “Well I guess it’s me, since they want to spit-roast the cumdump when they gift him,” smiled the 6’7”, 370 lbs. college football jock as he climbed between Adam’s spread legs. Evan couldn’t believe he was about to fuck and help gift one of his favorite wet dreams from when he had been a senior at the same high school. Adam was just a sophomore when Evan first saw him changing in the locker room. He wanted the boy’s tight lil’ ass from the first time he saw Adam bent over drying his ankles by his locker. Unfortunately, Evan had to maintain the image he was straight during High school. He did though manage to fuck a couple of the team managers and towel boys while in school, because they knew he would beat the crap out of them if they ever told anyone what happened. College though turned out to be a different story. Sometimes the parties got so wild everyone was fucking anyone they found, that was how he got pozzed the year before at a college party. Some wealthy alumni threw a party after winning a bowl game, everyone was so wasted he did not think anything of it when the alumni told him some of his friends wanted to meet him and parTy with the man who had scored the winning touchdown. The man escorted him out to a large pool house, which looked more like a regular two-story house. A small, much more intimate party was going on when Evan and the man reached the pool house. About twelve or so men, obviously all former football players were having a goodtime smoking weed, and something else from a glass pipe and drinking when they entered, the living room. They all cheered him when the man introduced him to the men at the party. Somebody handed him a mixed drink, which tasted a little weird, but he didn’t care as each of the men introduced themselves and kept him busy talking about school and the game and his life to that point. It turned out all were alumni of the school and they told him they hoped he would be a positive influence on incoming players, much like they had positive influences on their fellow players. He politely told them he hoped that he could follow their example. They laughed assuring him after that night there would be no doubt in their minds he would definitely have a positive impact on anyone else he wanted in the future. Evan seemed surprised, but secretly pleased there were no women at the gathering. It enabled him to relax and be more himself. He still tried to act straight, while at college parties though he and a few of his buddies from the team had fapped or sucked one another off after a party when they had been horny and unable to pick up any girls. All of the men seemed relaxed and comfortable with one another, at some point, he couldn’t remember when, they had taken off their tee shirts and were now only dressed in their shorts. He found it hard to resist looking at the obvious bulges in their shorts. Several of the men, actually had hardons and were pitching some serious tent in their shorts. This in turn made him hornier than he had been in a longtime. They told him since the season was over they invited him join them in celebrating by smoking a lil’ weed and kick back with them. He hadn’t been able to 420 since high school, so he was excited at the prospect. They passed around a joint at first, but later someone passed him a bong. Jason was having the best time of his life. He was hanging out with a bunch of cool men, who seemed interested in him as much as he was interested in them. He was sitting on the couch talking to one particularly handsome man, when he heard a familiar voice. “Hey Evan, having fun yet?” Evan looked up pleasantly surprised to see his best buddy from the team, Ethan the quarterback standing there giving him a huge grin. He could resist himself standing up giving the smaller 5’ 10”, 160 lbs. player a huge hug and barely managing to stop short of kissing the hot quarterback. The two of them had on more than one occasion after a party had sucked one another off. Ethan had introduced him to the pleasure of having his ass played with while getting a blowjob. “How did you know where to find me?” Evan asked inviting his buddy to join him on the couch. “My Uncle Davis, always throws one of these Positive Impact parties every year. I got to be the guest of honor finally last year, and when he asked me to pick someone to be the guest of honor this year I told him I couldn’t think of anyone more perfect than you dude,” he smiled reaching out sensually to caress Evan’s mostly smooth chest. “I see you’ve already gotten comfortable, so I guess I better too,’ he giggled. Evan looked down surprised to see he was only wearing his boxers. He couldn’t remember taking off his clothes. He looked back up getting ready to say something to Ethan about being so fucked up he didn’t remember stripping and to apologize to his friend, when he saw Ethan standing there in front of him completely naked, boned out and grinning at him. One of the men was holding a small powerful torch-like lighter under a bulbous glass pipe quickly filling with thick white smoke, while Ethan steadily sucked in its contents. He looked around the room to see how all the men were reacting to the sight of the nineteen-year old naked sophomore. He realized he was the only one wearing any clothes and all of the men were completely boned up, including him. The man sitting next to him offered him a similar glass pipe directing on how to use it, telling him to hold the smoke in as long as he could. Before Evan realized it, he had taken five massive hits from the pipe and finally shared the last one with Ethan, who was by then sitting in his lap. The shotgun quickly turned into a passionate bout of kissing between the two-college football players. When they finally stopped kissing one of the men passed to teammates a couple of pills a piece to take. Evan followed Ethan’s lead and took them without question, before they shared a few more hits of a glass pipe. Evan was unbelievably horny as the result of everything happening to him, whenever he looked around the room when hitting the pipe he saw all the men engaged in all sorts of sexual activity, which in turn made him even hornier. Finally, Ethan climbed off his lap taking his hand and led him to a large upstairs room with a strange looking swing hanging from the ceiling. He helped Evan climb into the swing, while some of the men, who had followed them upstairs secured his arms and legs into restraints so he couldn’t move and was now completed exposed and open to them. “Ethan tells me you’re one hell of a cocksucker Evan,” said the man who had led him out to the pool house. He was surprised to see Ethan engaged in a passionate kiss with the man, before sliding down to his knees and taking the older man’s cock in his mouth. “My lil’ nephew cumslut here,” he said pausing as he firmly griped Ethan’s curly locks and started to brutally face-fuck his friend, “told me he thought you would be a perfect addition to our lil’ college brotherhood and I couldn’t agree more especially after your spectacular win today. We’re going to initiate you now into our Positive Impact Brotherhood and you will be a changed man by the time you leave here,” he laughed as Evan felt someone begin to rim him for the first time in his life. The men used him for the remainder of the weekend. Now he was going to do the same to Adam. He couldn’t wait finally to tap Adam’s ass after so many years. Evan doubted Adam remembered him, since he had really bulked out in college and grown his hair longer. He intended to tell Adam who he was once he slid inside his boy cunt. He was certain Adam had been a closet case as he had been and probably fapped to images of his naked body in the shower. Now he was going to make those fantasies a reality. Evan stared down at the chemmed up newly born cumslut grinning. Other than growing a few inches taller and filling out some muscles he looked almost exactly as he had the first day he had seen Adam bent over in the locker room. It was time to show his wet dream what he wanted to do to him that day. “Hey Adam, do you remember me from Robert Lewis?” Evan asked the barely eighteen-year old as he reached down pulling one of Adam’s slender, toned lightly haired legs against his muscular chest, while he pulled the other leg around his waist. Evan wanted to go for maximum penetration with his thick wedged-shaped seven-inches. It took Adam a minute to process what the jock had said to him before he realized who was about to breed him. Evan Brown, who had been a senior when he was a sophomore at Robert Lewis, his high school. He had been a football god, who was recruited to Florida State after graduation. He had several hot and nasty fantasies involving the senior, most of them involving fucking Adam in the showers with some of the other players from the team. This was like a dream come true for him. He couldn’t help himself, “Fuck and breed me please I NEED YOU COCK!!!” Adam begged. The hunger in his ass was growing and it would only be satisfied with more cock loading his ass. “I wanted you to fuck me Evan, since I first saw you in the locker room,” he found himself confessing unexplainably. It was like all his fantasies were coming to the surface and he wanted to tell these men, so they could fulfill each and everyone of them. He felt so nasty and slutty, but found himself enjoying the freedom his thoughts were giving him. Evan teasingly pushed his cockhead against Adam’s now red puffy loose hole coating it with the leaking loads of toxic man-seed. He loved listening to Adam whimper in frustrated desire for his cock. Seeing the twisted teen-slut begging for his fuck tool and load turned him on incredibly. The twink was going to get the fuck he should have gotten so many years before, and he would remember it for the rest of his life. He pulled back watching Adam try to use his one leg wrapped around his thick waist to pull him inside his hungry teen pussy, but he knew the small teen couldn’t budge his more powerful frame. Evan reached down grabbing and opening the film canister of Tina sprinkled some of the powder on his cum coated dick head. He smiled taking out another shard, before pushing it quickly inside the loose fuck hole he was about to inject with his still unmedicated seed. Just as Adam started to moan about the burn of the Tina as it began to melt inside him, Evan slammed his dick balls deep in the now broken in cumslut. “Is this what you wanted Adam?” he growled lustfully at the now impaled teen. If you do then beg for it and make me believe you really wanted my cock in high school I’ll fuck you like I know you wanted it,” he grinned as he ground his buried dick in small circles making Adam moan like a ten-dollar whore. Suddenly his high school fantasy, Evan, yanked his thick cock from his hole. Adam stared in desperation deep into the eyes of the powerfully built football player, who still had him pinned to the bed in the room at the bathhouse. He didn’t care about anything else but getting Evan’s meat back inside him. He would promise or do anything to feel the thick cock buried in his teen pussy, because that was what it was now. A receptacle for men’s cocks and jizz, he couldn’t imagine not ever being fucked again. “OH GOD…PLEASE! PLEASE…FUCK…ME…EVAN!!! I NEED YOUR COCK IN ME!!!” Adam wailed, begging for Evan’s cock. “I’LL DO ANYTHING…PLEASE JUST FUCK ME!!!” He cried out in frustration and need for more cock in his now insatiable hungry hole. “Anything?” Evan chuckled looking at all the men surrounding Adam, before looking back down at the desperate chemmed up twink. “Anything at all?” “YES…I PROMISE…ANYTHING YOU WANT!!! PLEASE…FUCK ME…PLEASE!!!” Bending down close to Adam’s baby smooth face, Evan using a loud stage whisper, “I want you to beg me to fuck you full of my HIV positive charged load and poz you.” Adam shuddered as Evan’s request began to process slowly through his drug-addled brain. Had both of the previous men been positive? He remembered Dean, the man who had taken his virginity demanding he beg for his “charged” load. The next man had also made him beg for his “poz” cum, they had purposely fucked him without a rubber and tricked him into wanting their deadly loads. He knew he should stop and leave. Maybe he could get something to help stop it from happening to him. He didn’t want to die, he had his whole life ahead of him. Yet as much as he mentally thought he should leave the bathhouse, his body wanted something else. It wanted to feel more raw cock sliding inside of his ass, filling him with warm, thick, gooey spooge. He couldn’t deny how pleasurable it had been to feel the previous two men pumping their loads in him. Maybe it would be okay for him to take a few poz loads, after all Dean and Evan looked like they were healthy. He whimpered as Evan slipped two fingers in his ass beginning to finger fuck him as he tried to figure out what to do. In the end, the hunger in his ass won out and Adam surrendered to the pleasure his body desired. “Yes do it,” Adam lustfully whispered finally. Evan grinned realizing he won, Adam now would willing surrender his body to the will of the men, who wanted to use him as a cumdump. “Yes do what Adam? You have to tell me what you want,” he continued sliding a third a finger in the teen beneath him making Adam moan loudly. “Adam, you need to tell me what you want or I won’t give you my Johnson.” Adam could barely think straight, as Evan’s pumping fingers stoked the building fire in his ass. He didn’t care what the future held anymore he NEEDED dick and cum filling his ass. He wanted as much as these men could give him. “FUCK ME EVAN!!! GIVE ME YOUR FAT COCK!!!” He finally howled now desperate to get more cock in his boy pussy. Evan laughed as he began to pump his fingers in and out even faster of his high school wet dream. “I will when you ask properly like I told you to ask me,” he smiled wickedly at the horny eighteen-year old. Adam knew what he had to do in order to get Evan’s thick cock back inside him. He swallowed a couple of times before completely surrendering himself at last to the men surrounding him. “FUCK…ME…WITH…THAT…POZ…COCK! BREED…ME! GIVE…ME…YOUR…CHARGED…LOAD!!! He yelled out, as he felt Evan’s fingers leave his ass. “FUCKIN’ TAKE MY POZ COCK BITCH!!!” Evan roared as he slammed balls deep in a single thrust. He didn’t wait to give Adam anytime to adjust to the deep penetration, he just began to long dick the teen pinned beneath him relentlessly. Adam squealed out in pleasure as he felt Evan ram into him. He couldn’t believe how good it felt feeling his high school fap fantasy pounding him. All he could do was lay there moaning and begging for it harder. He started getting turned on even more as Evan started talking dirty to him. The way Evan talked to him about pozzing his ass made him feel and think things he never would have imaged. He wanted Evan to poz him and found himself now begging to be “knocked up” with the football player’s “poz babies”. He wanted the freedom promised to be able to take any hard dick offered him and not to worry, only to enjoy the pleasure. “Hey dude wanna clear off the table there, I want fuck the slut there,” panted a sweat drenched Evan. He wanted to pound Adam even deeper if that was possible. Dean and the others grinned at the young college football player as they moved Dean’s party supplies out of the way. Dean was impressed at how Evan had managed to get Adam to submit to being a poz cumslut. He decided he would get to know the football player a bit better. It would be fun to visit the college boy’s campus and convert a few students with him. If the boy had any brains and wanted a job, he might consider hiring him, so Evan could travel the world pozzing others like Adam. Once Evan saw the table was cleaned off he told Adam to wrap his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist. He then carried the still impaled Adam over to the table and set him down on it. He pushed the eighteen-year old down on the table, before grabbing his legs holding them up as he spread them wide. It was time now to fuck the chemmed up slut. Adam whimpered and begged for Evan’s raw dick as he felt it leave his ass, but he didn’t have to wait for it’s return very long. He grunted loudly as the thick wedge-shaped flesh missile slammed back in hard and fast, before being withdrawn and then rammed back in even more forcefully. Precum flowed from Adam’s semi-hard cock, all over his stomach and groin much like a broken faucet spilling out water. Each complete withdrawal and powerful thrust back in forced even more clear, sticky fluid to pump over like mini climaxes. His eyes rolled-back and drool dripped from his mouth as he became overcome by the brutal fucking being delivered. Evan hated to admit it, but Adam had one of the best boy cunts he had fucked in a long time. He was going to make sure whenever he was home he took the opportunity to tap it. The boy could just take a pounding and still beg for more, he was going to be one well-fucked boy by the time they were finished with him. Hearing the chemmed up fuck-toy beg for his poz load was pushing him almost to his climax. “MUTHA FUCK!!!” Bayed Evan as he began to fire his load deep inside his former high school fap fantasy. “TAKE…MY…POZ…LOAD!!!” Evan panted each word as thick toxic man-batter filled Adam’s already flooded boy cunt. “Oh fuck,” babbled Adam as he felt each pulse of the thick cock buried inside his fuck tunnel. He lay there on the table panting covered in sweat enjoying the feeling of a HIV positive cock giving him the gift of freedom. He couldn’t help himself reaching up, once again wrapping his arms around Evan’s neck pulling him down towards his mouth. The two boys engaged in a short bout of passionate kissing, before Adam released Evan. “Who’s next?” He asked lustfully grinning at the men slowly stroking their cocks as they watched he and Evan pull apart and a flood of jizz flow out his now gaping fuck hole.

I'm an only child but still wish I'd had an older brother to fuck me and cum in my ass, would have loved for him to share me with his mate too. A great fantasy. If only ...