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I finally completed the next chunk. Now to see if there is any interest or if its dead. There are 5 parts which I will post before I go out of town for most of July. ---------- Part 67 - Spring Break Joe was sitting on the couch after class. The TV was on showing the college basketball tournament as background noise and he was typing away on his laptop. His two phones were sitting next to him along with a list of topics he wanted to cover in the presentation he was working on for one of his classes. First, his escort phone buzzed alerting him to a new message. A few minutes later his regular phone chirped on the arrival of a message. It seemed that there was only a few minutes between messages and they kept coming. It was ruining his concentration and he figured he should read the messages together and then put the phones in silent mode for an hour or two. First he looked at the escort phone. The first was from a known number. He looked it up and it was a guy that he had met several times before, all before he got pozzed. The guy was a young farmer in his late twenties. Joe had helped him first by teaching him about gay sex and then coming out and then the guy lost his parents in a fire and Joe helped him through it. It had been almost nine months since he had heard from him last. The message simply asked “Is this Dave?” He chuckled but appreciated that it had been a while and the guy didn’t want to blindly text someone asking for an escort appointment if the number was now someone else’s. He replied: Joe: “Yes. Are you Blaine?” Blaine: “yeah. U still avail?” Joe: “booked for 3 weeks” Blaine: “damn ur popular” Joe: “LOL, I wish. busy with school then spring break” Blaine: “ok. call when u have time” The next message was from another previous client asking if he was free that Friday night. He replied that he wasn’t. He was going out with Kyle and that always took precedence. Grabbing his regular phone he saw 4 new messages: Kyle: “at library with project team home at 9” Patrick: “need to talk soon” Mark: “u have plans 4 spring break?” Paul: “u guys are good. both ur btms from party +” Joe got nervous with the message from Patrick. He hoped that the job hadn’t fallen through. He had stopped looking for a job since he had accepted the offer from Greg. The trip to California seemed a distant memory now. He texted back “ok, when? good or bad?” He then replied back to Paul: “;) they ok? u tag urs 2?” Then to Mark: “staycation. maybe job hunting” He set the phone down and waited to hear a reply from Patrick at least. He typed out some more on his laptop and his phone chirped. Mark: “shit! what happened?” Joe: “dunno. got msg from Patrick that we need to talk” He grabbed the pipe, checked that it still had some life in it and lit it, taking a big hit. He calmed down a bit and went back working on his presentation. A few minutes later the phone chirped and it was a reply from Patrick - “both, now?” Joe replied “ok. u call me.” The phone rang and Joe answered it. “Hi Joe. I know you’re probably freaking out about now, but don’t worry. We had a little issue with Greg and he’s no longer with the company. Some of the higher-ups questioned your hiring since Greg was so big on you, but I took care of it. He wasn’t the only one to interview you and everyone who did wants you to join. We talked while you were out here and I know your brother. He spoke really highly of you, but I know he’s biased. In the end, I don’t see a problem with you starting in July as long as you graduate. Just be aware that some important eyes will be on you the first few months” Patrick said. “Oh, thank god. I had visions of having to start my job hunt all over. I won’t ask what Greg did, but it must have been bad” Joe replied. Patrick chuckled and continued “Uh, yeah. On the non-work side of things, I’m now single and my knocked up ex is out of the picture. If you hadn’t guessed, your little new years party was quite effective in giving me the bug. I’d prefer to think that it was then, rather than Greg’s hotel get together.” Joe chuckled. “I hope it was the party too. The hotel thing with him was strange and I only got a couple more odd messages from him after that while I was out there and there’s been nothing since. The new years party was a lot more fun. Congrats on your freedom. I hope you find someone who treats you better. I take it you were able to do the deed?” Joe asked. “Hell yeah! The stupid fuck couldn’t understand why I suddenly wanted to top all the time after I got sick” Patrick said. “That’s fuckin’ cool. I want to hear about it sometime” Joe replied. “Yeah, that kind of leads to the other thing I wanted to ask you. Are you going to be able to join us in Chicago during Memorial Day weekend? I have a room reserved for you. We’ll cover the cost of the room, but you are responsible for getting there. I just need you to confirm a week before, ok?” Patrick replied. “I think so. Can my boyfriend share my room?” asked Joe. “Yeah, no problem. Some guys are sharing their rooms with guys from the office and others are bringing in their partners so they will have a room to themselves. There’s one guy I think you’ll like who wants to make it a positive weekend. Oh, Raphi will be there too with his new magic trick” Patrick said. “Yeah, he told me once he got the test result. It will be fun seeing you guys again” Joe said before asking Patrick to keep him in the loop and then goodbye. He sent off a message to Mark “job still ok. why did u ask about spring break?” Mark: “I never did spring break. saw a deal. thought u n kyle might like it” Joe: “not in budget. gotta save for apt n car. CA more xpnsv than here” Mark: “My treat if u can get to Chicago, Dallas, Denver” Joe: “maybe. need to talk to kyle” Kyle and Joe talked and decided to take Mark up on his offer. Soon a packet showed up in the mail with all of the information - vouchers for the airport shuttle, airplane tickets and the brochure for the “LGBT-friendly” resort. They looked through the brochure and saw it proclaim that all packages were “All-inclusive” and “Over 90% of staff speak English” along with French, German and Portuguese. The pictures showed people swimming in pools, drinking at the pool bars, sunbathing, sailing on small catamarans, dancing in clubs, and eating at romantic dinners. They noticed that many of the people in the pictures were same-sex couples. “This place looks fucking awesome for a couple of homos” Kyle said. Joe and Kyle worked hard the next few weeks making sure they wouldn’t have any classwork waiting for them when they got back. They found out a friend of theirs was going back home for the break and lived just outside of Chicago. They could leave their car at his parents and get dropped off at the airport. The drive to Chicago was long and boring, broken up by a few breaks in rest area bathroom stalls for some fun. The final tally when they got to their friend Jaime’s parent’s house was 3 truckers, 2 twinks, 1 bear, 1 30-something businessman and 1 creepy older guy with only a few teeth who couldn’t bend over fast enough to have three college guys breed his hole. They got dropped off at the airport early in the morning with Kyle’s ass full of Jaime’s newly toxic nut. Kyle and Joe slept most of the flight and were well rested when the plane touched down in Cancun. They made it through customs and found their shuttle bus. It was easy to spot since there was small pride flag in the windshield. As the bus filled up they looked around and it was all guys near their age except for two guys in their late thirties (one cub and one otter) and two butch lesbians. Kyle looked at Joe and smiled, saying “Mark seems to have set us up good.” All the guys were rubber necking, checking each other out when the bus driver hopped in and closed the door. They drove to the resort which was in a secluded tropical forest right on the water. As they pulled up, Kyle saw four flags in the courtyard - the Mexican flag, the state flag, the hotel flag and a pride flag. Everyone piled out of the bus and grabbed their luggage and stood in line to check in. The guys were flirting with each other while waiting to check in. Joe and Kyle walked up and attempted to use their high school Spanish until they got hopelessly confused. The clerk laughed with them and tried to correct some of their bigger misuses of the language. He put their wrist bands on and then gave them their room key. They found their room which turned out to be an ocean view suite and a large covered balcony. The king size bed looked like a fun place and they saw the liquor dispenser on the wall. “All inclusive, baby” Joe joked to Kyle and then kissed him deeply. There was a knock at the door and Kyle reluctantly ended the kiss and opened it. “Hello. I am Javier. I am your room steward. I hope everything is good with your room. You can call me if you need anything” the guy said with a slight accent before handing Kyle a card. Joe and Kyle were mentally undressing the short, thin Mexican with a neatly trimmed beard and a bright smile. They stared just a bit too long, making it awkward and finally Kyle said “Gracias, Javier. Everything looks perfect.” “Thank you. Have a good day” Javier said and then turned and walked down the hallway. Joe and Kyle watched the nicely formed butt disappear around the corner and then laughed at each other. “I hope we get to tap that before we leave” said Joe. The two unpacked their clothes and looked through the info. They put their swim suits, tank tops and sandals on, grabbed some sunscreen and headed down to the pool. Kyle’s tattoo was mostly covered by his shirt and Joe’s covered the scorpion but the back of his lower leg was telling everyone he passed of his status. They walked up to the bar and said “Dos cervezas, por favor” in that uniquely American accent of high school Spanish, realizing they were better off sticking to short sentences if they spoke Spanish. The bartender responded “Can I see your wristbands?” They showed them to him and he then asked “Which one?” while pointing to the four beer taps. “Modelo Negra” Joe said and Kyle responded “Corona.” They got their beers and found two lounge chairs next to the pool. They sat down, stripped their shirts off and slathered on the sun screen. They laid back and enjoyed the breeze, sun and the music from the poolside DJ. After about twenty minutes, Joe rolled over and had Kyle help reapply sun screen to his back and did the same for Kyle. Another fifteen minutes later and the beers were empty and the sun seemed to be getting hotter. Joe got up and jumped in the pool and swam over to the pool bar. He ordered two more beers and then walked through the pool back to their chairs, looking around at all the guys. Kyle jumped in and they stood there talking at the edge of the pool for a while. They heard some noises behind them and saw that some guys had started a water volleyball game. It seemed to be six against four and they were trying to split a couple up to make it even. Joe yelled over “Need two more?” and the group yelled back “Yeah.” Joe and Kyle chugged their beers and swam over, joining the team of four. Once the game started, Joe realized quickly that these guys were serious about playing and it got physical. No one seemed to mind the body contact. There were splashes from guys diving to make plays and several times he collided with another guy going for the ball. A few times the other guy grabbed Joe while they were underwater and felt up either his ass or cock. One time he leapt into the air and when he came down the guy next to him reached into his board shorts and grabbed his cock and squeezed it several times, winking when he felt the piercing. He looked over a few plays later and someone had just ripped Kyle’s trunks off and was holding them up in the air. “Kyle, get those back on. We don’t want to get thrown out on the first day!” Joe yelled half jokingly. Kyle tackled the guy that had his trunks and slid a finger in his ass before grabbing his swimsuit and then releasing the guy. “That felt good” the guy said as Kyle put his trunks back on. They finished the game and both teams called a waiter over and ordered a round of drinks. They all stood in the corner of the pool and chatted, Joe behind Kyle with his arm around Kyle’s shoulder and chest. The guy that had taken Kyle’s trunks came over and said “Hey, I hope you didn’t mind me pulling them off. I kinda wanted to see what was inside. I'm Ian, by the way.” Kyle laughed and said “Its a lot bigger than the finger that went into you! Hi Ian, I’m Kyle and this is my boyfriend Joe.” “And probably a lot more dangerous too judging by the ink… Ah, boyfriend. I guess you’re taken for the week” Ian said. “He has a very long leash” Joe said and they watched Ian’s eyes light up. “So, I… uh… like the tattoo. Are you advertising or just like the danger that it hints at” Ian asked quietly after moving in closer. “I’m poz, if that’s what you’re asking” Kyle said. Ian seemed surprised at Kyle’s bluntness. “Uh, yeah. Ive run into guys who just liked the design and others that are fans of the band and others that just attract trouble” Ian explained. “Are you poz too?” asked Kyle. “Nah. Taken a bunch of charged loads but I’m still neg” Ian said. “If you keep taking them, it will happen eventually unless you’re on meds” Joe said. “No, no prep. I kinda like the risk of it all. Nothing hotter than a guy telling you right before he cums inside you. I love that rush” Ian said. “Sorry, I gave away the surprise then” Kyle said with a wicked grin. Joe decided he wanted to extend this cat and mouse game and asked “so, is that your boyfriend that you were paired up with during the game?” Ian chuckled “Nah, he’s just a friend. We tried being fuckbuddies but we’re both bottoms. Neither of us is very good at topping, but we like each other and do a lot of stuff together, just not sex. We joke that we’re like an old married couple in a sexless marriage.” “Where are you guys having dinner?” Joe asked. “We’re on the cheap plan, so we get either the buffet or the big restaurant. I see you have the primo wristbands so you can hit them all” Ian replied. Joe chuckled “We didn’t know. My brother got the trip for us so we don’t know what the hell he bought.” “Be sure to use all of the perks. You guys get sailboats, jet skis, free shuttle to the strip, and massages. Hell, they might give you free blowjobs too!” Ian said laughing. “With this crowd, I think everyone gets free blowjobs” Kyle said. Joe added “Except for the lesbians. Do you want to meet after dinner in the club?” “Sure. I should probably run through the shower before dinner. Meet at 8PM?” Ian asked. “Sounds good. I need a nap before dinner too” Joe said. “Siesta, Joe. It sounds more sophisticated” Kyle said with a laugh. Joe and Kyle dried off and grabbed their things and went up to their room. They started making out on the bed but were both sound asleep in minutes. Joe and Kyle woke up and realized they had been sleeping for almost two hours. They ran through the shower and dressed for dinner. “Thank god I didn’t get rid of all of the preppy clothes that my parents gave me” joked Joe. “And which fraternity house are you in?” Kyle jabbed back. The two were laughing as they walked out the door. Javier was walking towards them and Joe gave him a wink. “No ring. You think he’s straight, bi or gay” Kyle asked as they waited for the elevator. “Hopefully gay. He has a nice bulge and a killer ass so hopefully he’s vers too, as long as I’m dreaming” Joe replied. They walked up to the seafood restaurant and got seated in a corner looking out at some gardens. “An hour and a half should be long enough for us to get dinner before we meet Ian” Joe said. “Yeah, whats the deal? I was figuring you were going to drag him to the room and fuck his brains out but then you start asking about the guy he’s with and set up a time to go clubbing?” Kyle asked. “I just wanted him to be eager to get fucked. Kinda like fishing. Tease him a bit until he’ll do anything to get us to nail him. Sometimes the chase is as good as the conquest” Joe explained. They each devoured a dozen raw oysters, enjoyed a bowl of fresh seafood stew, and inhaled a full lobster while washing it down with a couple mojitos. “This is as close to a date as we’ve gone on in a long time” Joe said as they finished up. “Yeah. Its kinda nice. I hope one of the days we’re here it can be just us” Kyle said and Joe nodded. They got the waiter to take a picture of the two of them at the table and Joe sent it off to Mark with the comment “Thanks for the trip. Wish you were here.” They finished dinner and took a walk along the beach. A couple guys were on a lounge chair, one riding the other, the waves drowning out their moans. They passed the lesbian couple from the bus making out under a tree and then headed back to the main building. They walked up to the club and heard music coming from inside and it seemed there was a bunch of people dancing. They walked in and grabbed a couple drinks from the bar and looked around. The crowd was all guys and they were mostly crowded at the center of the dance floor. A few couples were on the edges dancing together. Other guys were in small groups talking and thats where they spotted Ian and his friend, Kent. Joe and Kyle walked over and greeted them. Once they finished their drinks the four moved over to the dance floor. By now several of the guys dancing had removed their shirts and hands were roaming everywhere. Kyle slipped his hand down Ian’s pants and fingered the now sweaty ass. Joe had grabbed Kent’s ass a few times but he seemed to be uninterested. Joe moved over and started to make a few moves on a shaggy haired blond guy and danced with him for a while and then kept moving around dancing and groping several of the guys. Joe got a tap on his shoulder from Kyle who motioned toward the door. He assumed that Kyle and Ian were headed back to a room and nodded. A second later, Kyle tapped him again, this time harder. Joe looked and the hand motion was more like “come along” this time. He smiled at the guy he was dancing with and headed towards the door. He walked out of the club and Ian, his friend Kent and Kyle were standing there. Joe raised his eyebrows, surprised that Ian’s friend was there based on the earlier vibes. Kyle led the three others up to their room and once inside the four stripped their clothes off immediately. Kent was on his knees in front of Joe in as soon as his clothes were off. Joe was completely confused but the moment that Kent’s mouth was around his cock he didn’t care. His tongue was magic and Joe was moaning in seconds. Joe held his head gently and slowly fucked his mouth. Kent didn’t seem to have any problems until the piercing went into his throat. Kent gagged a bit but soon was taking it as if nothing was there. Joe kept face fucking Kent for several more minutes and decided he needed to feel Kent’s pussy wrapped around his cock. Kyle was all over Ian and had him pushed to the bed. He climbed on top and fed his cock to an eager mouth. Ian was licking and sucking all over Kyle’s cock and balls. Kyle tried to push deeper but unlike his friend, Ian was having a lot of problems getting the pierced dick into his throat. Kyle jabbed his cock in deep and held it there a few seconds and started to feel Ian wretch. He pulled back and let Ian recover and decided on a shallow blowjob after that. Ian slobbered a lot of spit over his cock and Kyle could see even more spit running down his cheeks. Kyle pulled out and sat down on Ian’s face and “let” him rim his ass. Ian’s tongue seemed eager to dig into the sweaty ass and Kyle was moaning from Ian’s tongue both licking and poking into his hole. Joe looked over at Kyle and Ian and realized he was going to have to use something other than the bed since Kyle was right in the middle of the king sized bed. He looked around and decided the balcony offered a couple of possibilities. He reached down and pulled Kent up to his feet and led him out there. The warm moist air made the venue completely different than the chilled hotel room. Once on the balcony, Joe pushed Kent to the railing. “Grab on, its gonna be a bumpy ride” Joe joked as Kent grabbed the railing and he pushed Kent’s legs wider. The night sky was clear and there was a gentle breeze blowing. The sounds of crashing waves added a nice backdrop to drown out the quieter sounds the two were about to make. Joe was on his knees, prying Kent’s butt apart and then burying his face into the crevice. Joe hadn’t shaved since they left home and was growing his beard out. The stubble above the fuller chinstrap beard he usually had bristled against Kent’s butt cheeks and his tongue jabbed at his pucker. Sweat was dripping down Kent’s back and added an additional flavor to his regular scent and crotch sweat. Joe’s tongue fucked in and out and he could feel the hole start to relax. He pulled back and used his finger to circle the hungry ass-cunt. He heard Kent moan and wiggle his ass. Standing, he dragged his cock up between the crack and let the piercing rest on the hole. He leaned over Kent, his chest lightly pressing on Kent’s back. “What do you want?” Joe whispered in his ear. “I need your cock” Kent responded. “What else?” Joe asked as he began humping Kent’s ass, his cock riding along the crack. “Your cum” Kent moaned back. “What kind of cum?” Joe asked. “Your poz cum” Kent begged. “You ready to get charged up, Kent?” asked Joe. “Oh god yeah. Breed me good” Kent said while he started to rock his hips back to meet Joe’s thrusts along the crack. Joe aimed his shaft lower and drove in hard, feeling his cock squeeze into the tight ring. After a few more stabs, the piercing and his head were inside the tight tunnel. Joe had been leaking precum since he first started humping Kent and now it was making the passage slick as well. His strokes got longer until he bottomed out, his trimmed pubes pressed tightly against Kent’s ass. Joe wrapped his arm around Kent’s neck and started thrusting his cock in and out. He heard Kent whimper, but it didn’t seem to be from pain. He was submitting to Joe’s cock and letting Joe use him as he wanted. Joe felt Kent work his ass muscles around his shaft. He wasn’t aggressive like he wanted Joe to breed him right away, but enough to be more than a human fleshlight. Joe fucked faster and he knew anyone close could hear the grunts over the sound of the waves. Joe reached around with his other arm and twisted Kent’s left nipple and Kent dutifully clamped down on Joe’s cock. “You want it, Kent?” Joe asked as his arm pressed tighter on Kent’s neck. “Breed me, Joe. Mark my ass” Kent begged through his gasps. The words spurred Joe on and his thrusts got slower but more deliberate. The slaps of skin and the grunts from both guys could be heard all around. Joe’s balls had pulled tight and his cock was throbbing. Joe held Kent tight and gave his cock one more stab inside and unleashed a torrent of poz cum into the abused cave. His body shook, trying to get every bug filled drop of seed inside Kent. “Oh my fucking god, you did it! I can feel your cum inside me” Kent yelled out. Joe chuckled and rammed his cock in a few more times and slowly withdrew the shaft from Kent’s throbbing hole. “Stay there a minute” Joe said as he walked inside. Kyle watched Joe and Kent go outside and after face fucking Ian for a while and then getting rimmed, he slid down Ian’s body and pushed his legs over Kyle’s shoulders. His cock was dripping both saliva and precum as he pressed it to the puckered opening. He looked down at Ian and grinned. Ian locked eyes back with him and Kyle could see the fear and excitement in his eyes. “You want this poz dick?” Kyle asked. Ian nodded and Kyle pushed in a few times until the ring and his cock head popped inside. Ian let out a loud grunt, the spit and precum not being nearly enough lube for his tight chute. Kyle waited a moment and then rocked his hips until his cock was sliding easily in and out of Ian’s neg cunt. With each thrust, the piercings of the ladder would ripple through the outer ring of Ian’s pussy, sending shivers throughout Ian’s body. The harder Kyle fucked the more he felt them wrecking his guts. Kyle knew he could fuck deeper doggy style, but he liked watching the expressions on Ian’s face as he fucked him on his back. His pounding got harder and harder and then he leaned in. Kyle whispered “I’m not on meds, this load is going to be really toxic.” Ian flinched and his hole gripped Kyle’s cock tighter than it had before. Kyle moaned and felt his cock start to throb. He began thrusting in faster as his balls prepared their potent mixture. Kyle let out a few grunts as he slammed his cock in deep each time. His cock began to spew his viral seed into Ian’s battered hole. The toxic cream coated every crevice and ripple of Ian’s fuck chute, looking for any way to invade his body. Kyle gave a couple last thrusts and laid there on top of Ian, panting. Joe walked in just as Kyle had pumped the last spurt of venom into Ian. He stood there a moment and grinned. “Dude, you gotta feel this hole. It’s like fuckin velvet. Well, wet velvet now” Joe said and laughed. Kyle got up, slowly pulling his still partially hard cock from Ian’s ass. As Kyle walked toward the balcony, Joe took his place on the bed. He looked down at Ian and asked “Ready for more?” Before Ian could answer, Joe’s hard shaft slid into the slick tunnel. He could feel Ian twitch with each thrust and knew that Kyle had fucked him hard. He slowed down and let Ian relax a bit. Moans soon started coming out of Ian’s mouth and Joe decided to try flipping him over, so he pulled out and rolled Ian over. While pulling up on his hips slightly, Joe firmly drove his cock back inside and rolled his hips, plunging in and out of Ian’s well worn hole. Kyle walked out on to the balcony and saw Kent standing there, his arms splayed out on the railing and his legs spread wide on the floor. Cum was dripping out of his hole and he told Kent “Tsk, Tsk. You’re wasting Joe’s cum. I’m going to have to replace it.” “Wha…” was all that Kent could get out as Kyle jammed his cock into Kent’s pussy. “FUCK!” was the next thing out of Kent’s mouth. Anyone on their balcony or in the gardens below heard Kent’s scream. Kyle began fucking the still tight, cum-filled hole. His hands were on Kent’s shoulders and his hips were swaying back and forth, driving his cock deep inside Kent’s hole. His strokes got longer as almost the whole length of Kyle’s cock was sliding in and out. He fucked faster and started to hear Kent cry out with each stroke and he knew Kent’s hole was feeling the wrath of his new piercings. Kyle ratcheted up the intensity and was now pounding Kent’s ass. When his balls started to churn again, he knew he was going to shoot soon. He held off as long as he could and then slammed in and let his balls go. Shot after shot if his tainted cum pumped into Kent’s wrecked hole. Kent let out a weary “Oh fuck!” as he felt his ass getting filled with more poz cum. Kyle backed away and his softened cock plopped out of Kent’s swollen hole. He was waiting for Kent to turn around and hopefully suck his cock clean, but instead Kent stood, turned and walked right past him and into the room. Kyle turned around and followed him inside and watched Kent pull his shorts on and walk out of the room, carrying his shirt and sandals and saying nothing. He stood there a moment with his mouth open, shocked that he just got ditched like that. Kyle shook his head and walked over to the bed, leaned in and kissed Joe. Joe pulled Ian on to all fours and Kyle kneeled in front of Ian, who quickly started licking the cum that was dripping off of Kyle’s cock. Joe fucked faster and Kyle followed his example, fucking Ian’s throat. They pounded into each end until Joe gave a final shove and painted another layer of deadly cum all over Ian’s guts. Joe pulled back and collapsed on to the bed and Kyle did the same. Ian turned around and started to lick Joe’s cock clean of the mixture of cum, precum, and ass juice. Ian knew he would be feeling this fuck for a few days and with the coppery taste in his mouth knew that his string of taking poz loads and staying neg might be over. Once Joe’s cock was clean he crawled up between them on the bed and laid back. “Where did Kent go?” Ian asked. “I think he realized he’s not ready to be a poz pig like he thought he was” Kyle said. Joe let out a laugh and looked at Ian. “I hope you are, cuz I’m looking forward to pumping a few more loads into that hot ass of yours.” “I guess its too late to turn back now. I couldn’t start pep until I’m back home and thats in five more days” Ian said. The three made out and chatted for a while until they finally fell asleep. Ian woke up in the middle of the night with Kyle’s cock pushing back into his tender hole. He pulled his ass apart and pushed back on to the stiff cock. He felt Kyle’s cock piston into him and used his sore muscles to milk it. His own cock was rock hard and he guided it between Joe’s ass cheeks. Joe stirred and then pushed back and Ian suddenly found his cock deep inside another guy’s ass for the first time in over a year. Kyle started pumping faster and Ian was gasping for breath. Kyle shoved in and forced the last inch of Ian’s cock into Joe. Kyle’s cock pulsed as several shots of poisonous cream filled Ian’s cunt. Feeling Kyle unload inside him caused Ian to shoot. He hadn’t cum for over a week and he was full. Almost a dozen shots of neg cum pumped into Joe’s empty hole. Joe moaned and wiggled his ass around Ian’s still hard cock and they all fell back asleep.

We worked in a pizza shop together. I was a manager, he was a delivery driver. We often closed the store together. I was 18, he was 27. Wally was always hitting on me, making suggestive comments, complementing my tight ass, muscular legs, the things he'd love to do to me. I blew them off, I had lots of girlfriends, I was a handsome athlete in high school. But that year I began to get drunk after work a lot. My friends were away at school. I started going to top less bars with the older guys from work. I'd get drunk and worked up. Id get home and jerk off 4 or 5 times before I could go to sleep. One night, Wally was my ride home. He said he was hungry, could we go back to the shop to get a bite? I had keys, we could, we did. When we went to the kitchen he told me all that dancing made me horny how bout you? Yes, I said. Wally said I could easily be a dancer. I was flattered, and drunk, and horny. He said, here, get up on this table, dance for me. He turned on the radio. I began to dance. Your so hot he said. I'll bet you'd look good in a thong. I said, pulling my shorts down, how bout these? I was wearing my Jim Palmer underwear and my cock was straining against the fabric. Wally reached up and began rubbing my bulge. Yeah! He said. SO SEXYBABY. He took out some money and said, yeah baby dance for me. Dance for uncle wally. He rubbed my cock through my bikini briefs, he caressed my ass. As I turned around he stuffed money in my briefs...His fingers brushed my cock. My eyes rolled into my head, I came hard. Wally pulled his fingers out and liked them clean. Mmmmmm he said, so sweet, so tasty. Sit down a minute, let me clean you up. Wally pulled my briefs down as my soaked cock sprang up and smacked my body. He handed me my briefs and told me to clean them off and rubbed them on my lips. He lowered his head th o my cock and sucked me deep. His tongue cleaned me off as his hands slid under my shirt and tweaked my nipples. I moaned and moaned. I came in his mouth again. Wally then kissed me, he shared my cum with me as we kissed. We made out hungrily. I'd never been SO HORNY. He said, come down here, and pulled me to the floor. His shorts were off. I saw his cock for the first time. The light coming in from the skylight in the kitchen illuminated his cock in the light of the night. HE pulled me on top of him and he began tongue in my ass and stroking me. As I lay there moaning on top of him, I began to need his cock. It was so big, and black and shiny. I began to stoke it and lick the head. Wally tongued me deep. He said, yeah baby, enjoy my big black cock....I moaned, I licked, I slobber ed up and down it. I loved the velvety feel, the taste of his precum, the smell of his cock and sweaty balls. I was in heaven. I gagged myself on that big black cock. I jacked it as hard as I could. My ass felt so good with his tongue and fingers going in and out. I came again in a shudder and moaning around his cock. He took my sperms and fingered me with it. And then he rolled away from me and got on his knees. I faced him and we made out. HE pinched my nipples and I stroked him. He told me to ride him and laid down. In a trance I lowered myself over him. His hands pinching my nipples, he encouraged me to go slow, breathe and push myself down when I was ready. I rubbed back and forth on his head until it slipped in, I gasped sharply and Wally grabbed my hips. I closed my eyes and moaned loudly as Wally forced me all the way down on his big black cock. I moaned and groaned and sat there. What a sensation, Wally caressed my cock and I shot cum all over his chest. He moaned. Yeah baby, your my little hot white boy now. He scooped ip my cum and fed it to me. You love that taste don't you baby? Mmmmmmm yes Wally. He pinched my nipples and said, fuck me faggot! Make me cum with that hot white ass! I began to go up and down, he spanked me, I picked up speed. I bounced, he said things to me that turned me on. He yelled as he came and smashed me down on his cock and held me there. I could feel his big black dick pulsing inside of me. He asked me if I was ok after awhile. Yes I said as his cock flopped out of my hole. Wally told me I was his now. He drove me home, I blew him in the driveway as he fingered my cum filled ass. I drank his load and kissed him goodnight. I woke up sore and sticky but felt so good. I called Wally for a ride to work after I cleaned up....

Part 6; My rugby stud replied ... 'Yes Doctor, where is that CUM from?' 'Well, I have worked in this wing for several years, and I frequently get my AIDS patients to cum in a plastic cup, which I add to a large sealed tub with filthy loads already collected that I keep in my own special freezer in the lab'. 'OMG Yeeeees' With that my son automatically put his hands behind his knees and pulled them as to further spread his already spread legs and gaping cunt. Our Doctor summoned me to come and watch what he was doing. He began to depress the plunger, and I could see the deadly seed from unknown toxic donors filling my sons gaping cunt. About half way through he slowly released the speculum taking it out, also removing the now half full syringe at the same time. Suddenly, and without any warning, he plunged his fist just past his wrist and steadily got to work to now open my little rugby stud wide open, as he ground in the copious amounts of nasty AIDS cum! He motioned me to the roll of Bio-Hazard stickers, and got me to put another one on, this time on my sons left pec. 'A matching pair. The second sticker represents the Syphilis we also detected'. With that my son threw his head back, arched his back, and moaned in ecstasy. Still naked I sat back down in my wheelchair, and just watched the Doctor totally wreck my sons cunt over the next hour or so. During this time he also unloaded the remaining nasty virulent unknown toxic cum from the syringe and worked it deeper and deeper into the willing and inflamed cunt flesh, as he contorted his face in evil lusting demonic expressions. 'Ohhh YES, you are one fucking nasty poz cump dump, aren't you boy' 'Yes Sir' 'I bet you'll be wanting a blood slam from your Daddy next' 'Oh FUUUCK YEEEEEES ... I'd LOVE that' 'You really are a fucking sick nasty fuck-pig, you know that!?' 'Yes Sir, I do' He got a syringe, opened up my cannula port, took some blood, walked over to my son, opened up his cannula port, attached the syringe, and summoned me over. He ordered me to put my thumb on top of his, and push, and in synergy we pressed the plunger down together. Bang ... My pure DNA meeting up with my mutated DNA in every part of my rugby studs sexy athletic body. 'Get on your knees you poz cunt' He opened his buttoned shirt, and pulled his pants and trousers down to reveal a very hairy torso, legs, and ass. The latter being pert and beefy. Another rugby build! His Dick bounced out of his pants, HARD, and oozing pre-cum. 'You don't remember me do you?' 'Er ... No' 'Our teams played a game of rugby a year ago, and I watched you shower. I knew one day I'd have you' 'I think I re... Before my son could say anymore, he shoved his rock hard pre-cum ozzing Doctor Dick right to the back of my sons throat... 'Shut the fuck up, cunt' He gagged, coughed, and spluttered at first, but soon they were in a steady deep-throating rhythm as my sweet son had his face fucked with a thick meaty weapon. 'I think it is time we cooled you down with some neg cum. You cannot have it poz the whole time you know' I knelt behind him, lifted his tail shirt up, and watched his beefy hairy ass grind in and out as he pumped my sons throat. I placed my pale scrawny hands on his alpha ass, and leaned in to sniff his musky sweaty hole. I gotten totally lost in the moment when I felt him tense up, grunt and growl as he unloaded his cum. Fuck, I wanted to taste it. 'Get up, sort yourself out, get dressed, and I want to see you in my patients room at 7pm when I come off of shift' As my son collected himself, I tugged on the shirt tail to my stud of a Doctor. He turned around, dick semi hard and slowly going down as it glistened with a mixture of cum and spit. He smiled at me, stroked my hair, and gently put his dick in my mouth. I moved my mouth and tongue to clean his spent dick. After a few minutes I suddenly felt a warm gush fill my mouth. I knew immediately what was going on, and happily began to drink his flowing piss. It felt wonderfully warm, leaving me with a satisfied inner glow. Having drunk his piss, my Doctor, and my son between them sorted everything out prior to the porter coming to collect me, including putting me in my gown again. My piss gifter addressed me ... 'After tonight I shall be off tomorrow and the day after, so, shall be back in a few days' Once back to my room, my sexy rugby son and I snuggled up in my hospital bed. He looked up at me, smiled ... 'I Love you Daddy. I couldn't be happier that it was you that pozzed me up' 'I Love you too, son' I lovingly kissed him on his forehead, his beads of converting sweat continued, yet again moistening my lips ... 'How do you feel about your new son moving in with his Dad, where I can look after you, and we together share a sexual and loving 'Daddy - son' life together?' I smiled inside and out ... 'I'd like that very much, son' Snuggling together we fell asleep until 6pm when dinner was served for the both of us. After we ate, we played cards again, and right in the middle of a game, the Doctor walked in. It was already 7pm! 'Grab your belongings, it's time for that chat. Oh, and my name is Richard, but you can call me Uncle Dick'. As they went to leave, Doctor Richard looked at me, giving me a wink as though to say, I am in control of your son now! ? ?

Part 35 When a staff member came to retrieve Rob for the private party that evening, he was carrying some leather gear. He had Rob but on a harness that showed off the tattoos on his chest. He also fastened some leather restraints around Rob’s wrists and ankles as well as a wide leather collar around Rob’s neck. The collar and restraints were each locked into place with a small padlock. Rob was led to the prep room where another bottom was waiting. The other bottom for the night sharply contrasted Rob in stature. Compared to Rob’s 6’2” muscular frame, he was a slim blond twink that was only about 5’8” tall. They both however wore the same collar and restraints. As soon as Rob entered the room the twink’s eyes lit up. “Hi, my name is Stephen; looks like we are going to be the bottoms for the night,” he said. “I am so excited; this is going to be so HOT.” “I begged them to let me bottom at this party when I heard about it.” Rob thought to himself “Is this guy for real?” Rob looked the young twink up and down and asked, “Have you ever been to any of the parties here at the warehouse before?” “Oh, yes I came to a college night party one time as a guest and afterwards they contacted me about playing at another party,” replied Stephen. “I spent the whole night sucking cock through a glory hole at that party; it was so hot.” Rob just shook his head. “I don’t know exactly what will happen at this party, but I’m sure you’ll be doing more than sucking cocks through a glory hole,” Rob commented. “Oh I know, that is what is so exciting; I think bikers are so hot.” “I even signed some special waivers since the Dirty Hawgs aren’t regular club members.” Rob and Stephen’s conversation was interrupted by the staff member. “Enough chit chat you two; it’s time to get you tweaked for the party and trust me you are going to need it.” Stephen felt a sense of panic when he saw the meth points, but after he saw Rob so readily take his slam, he figured it must be okay.” After the slam, both Rob’s and Stephen’s asses were lubed and a booty bump was administered. Stephen giggled, “I’ve only been fucked twice but your fingers feel so good.” Leashes were attached to the two bottom’s collars and they were led to the party area. Once they arrived to the party area, the staff member handed the leashes to one of the party guests. “This is Sir Biff, he’s the boss here tonight.” The staff member nodded at Biff and said, “Here are your pigs for the night as requested; they’re all yours, enjoy!” Biff yanked the leashes and led Rob and Stephen to the center of the room. He then yelled out, “Fellow Hawgs, our party favors are here; let’s introduce these piggies to some Hawg cock.” The bikers whooped it up and whistled. Rob and Stephen were each led to a motorcycle along the perimeter of the space. Both were totally flying and stumbled as they walked on their leashes. Although his vision was a little blurred at this point, it appeared to Rob that there were between 15 and 20 bikers in the room. Their appearance matched the stereotype Rob had in his head perfectly. They were all clad in leather of some sort and all were heavily tatted. They all also had a dirty unkempt look. They certainly lived up to their club name of the Dirty Hawgs. Rob was restrained on his stomach bent over the seat of a Harley. Stephen was likewise restrained across the seat of another bike a few feet away. “I think I’ll go first on the muscle ass,” Biff said as he thrust his fat uncut cock up Rob’s ass. Rob just grunted at the intrusion. Biff paused briefly and called out, “Feel free to use the twink someone; I’ll use that ass when I’m done here.” Biff then began to fuck Rob’s ass full force. Rob moaned and called out “Fuck me Sir, fuck me Sir.” Stephen on the other hand let out a scream as he was roughly penetrated by a different huge cock. “Looks like we have a squealer here,” a voice called out. “This piglet’s hole is real tight, could even be cherry.” Another voice yelled back “It won’t be tight much longer after we all rut in it!” The room roared with laughter. Biff roughly pounded Rob until he deposited his seed. He pulled out and walked to the other side of the bike for Rob to clean his cock. Another cock replaced Biff’s in Rob’s ass and began its hard assault. Rob wasn’t counting but over the course of the next couple hours it seemed like each of the bikers had used his ass or mouth in some manner. He was then pulled off the Harley and led to a bondage table. He was expecting to be bound but was surprised when a large biker laid on his back on the table. The hairy bearded biker’s 10” fat cock pointed straight up from between his chaps clad thighs. Rob was pushed toward the reclined biker and ordered to sit on the fat Hawg cock. Rob started to squat on the cock when he was ordered to turn around and face the bearded biker. “That’s it pig, look me in the eyes while you lower that cum dump ass on my big cock.” Rob quickly sat and felt the biker’s pubes press against his ass cheeks. He was startled by the sounds of Stephen crying out again. He glanced over and saw Stephen bound spread eagle on a St. Andrew’s cross and being whipped. The biker being ridden by Rob grabbed Rob by the harness and said, “Pay attention; that other pig is being punished for disobedience.” “Keep that in mind”. The biker then pulled the harness so that Rob leaned down toward the biker’s face. The biker just stared at Rob in the eyes, but then Rob felt something pushing at the entrance of his filled ass. It was another cock. Another big cock as a matter of fact. Rob’s eyes bulged out as the second cock joined the first and stretched his ass open further. The biker smiled as he and the second Top began to grind their cocks in Rob’s ass. The Top behind Rob then took control and started a rhythmic fuck. Rob couldn’t believe the feeling he was experiencing. The two cocks were hitting all the right places. Drool began to run from his open mouth as his ass was pummeled. The pace of the fuck changed periodically but within 20 minutes he could tell by the quick shallow breathing of the two bikers that they were close to cumming. Somehow the two bikers synchronized their orgasms. When they shot their loads, Rob felt like he was being given a cum enema due to the volume of semen deposited in his ass. “Send that cum dump over here; our cocks need some attention while we are playing poker.” Rob was directed to the poker table and crawled underneath it. He spent the next hour going back and forth sucking the cocks of the 8 poker players seated at the table. Rob heard a voice say, ”You did a real good job training this one.” “He definitely knows his role.” A second voice answered, “We aim to please our customers.” The second voice sounded slightly familiar but Rob couldn’t quite place it because of all the background noise. A third voice interrupted the card game. “Let’s get that muscle ass out here; I need to sink my fist in a hole.” Immediately someone replied. ”Billy, you know that big meaty paw of yours would ruin that ass for the rest of us tonight.” “If you must fist a hole go use the twink; he hasn’t been very cooperative tonight and could use an attitude adjustment.” Rob saw a pair of large boots, presumably belonging to Billy, walk away from the poker table. Moments later though he felt a kick to his ribs as he was told to crawl back out from under the table; it was time for him to be fucked some more. Rob was tied back down on a fuck bench and the bikers began to fill his ass and skull fuck his face. Through the fucking he could hear the "squeals" of Stephen. Rob was fucked, slapped, spit on and degraded on the fuck bench for a few more hours. His ass was leaking cum all over the floor. The drugs were wearing out and he was starting to feel battered and sore. The new cum dump inside of him however, felt satisfied. Finally the party broke up and a staff member came to get Rob. As he was led back to his room and cage, Rob caught a glimpse of Biff and Nick deep in conversation.

2. Seth "I want to fall asleep with my dick in your hole," Jon said. I had felt each drop of his sperm shoot into my hole and I thought I had completely drained him. But his dick was still hard and very much lodged deep in my hole. It was a queer feeling, to be so comforted by another man so completely dominating me. I wondered if this was how girls felt, when a man was inside of them. "Me too," I said. "I like your arms around me." "Me too. Feel your body against me," Jon said. "Feel so relaxed. So safe here," I said. I could feel Jon's breaths slowing down, as he recovered from his orgasm. I pressed up against him, his cock still semi-hard in my hole, the last bits of his semen dripping into my body. "And you. You're inside me." Across from me, Cal and JP were cuddled up as well. Cal smiled at me before he rolled over to face JP. The two started whispering to each other. Despite them being only a few feet away, I couldn't hear what they were saying. It didn't matter. Jon was whispering into my ear. "You ok? With falling asleep like this?" "Yeah," I said. Jon relaxed and his body pressed up against me. In my gut, there was a pleasant warmth radiating out. It was the cum that these men had so carefully injected into me, and I treasured the sensation. However, just as I was about to fall asleep, the warmth disappeared, like it was blown out by a sudden gust of wind. It startled me, and I must have jerked my body. "Stay here boy," Jon whispered in my ear. "Stay on me, and just enjoy it. Enjoy my dick inside of you and the feeling of connection." He pulled me a bit closer. His arms, wrapped around me, were firm and muscular and it was easy to lose myself in the feeling of comfort and happiness. I closed my eyes again. Jon's dick was still hard inside of me and it was what I focused on as I fell asleep. "You think you need it?" JP said to me. I was in a bright room, somewhere in their apartment. I was naked and immediately realized that my cock was stubbornly, embarrassingly soft. I tried to look around, but I was trapped in my body, unable to move. I was dreaming, although it was still unclear if it was a dream or a nightmare. "Do you boy?" he asked again. Before I even realized what I was doing, my mouth said "Yes." I wanted the ability to control the dream, but my brain was not allowing me to. I had to let it play out. I had to find out what was at the end. "Not that it matters," JP said. I was scared, but also excited. I wanted to play with my dick, but when I tried to reach for it, I discovered I was bent over a bench, my hands handcuffed to eye hooks bolted into the thick wood. I knew it was a dream, but it felt so real. Even the unsteady timeline and complex causality seemed plausible, explained away by the very lacunae in my brain that no doubt caused them. A new man appeared in front of me. "This is Michael," a voice in my ear whispered. I tried to turn, but found it strangely difficult to move my head. "He's a friend of ours. And wants to try out your ass." "Of course," I managed to mumble. The scene tilted in ways that in the real world, gravity made difficult. But then it was back to normal, only with Michael's cock buried deep in my ass. It felt like I had tried to resist, but it had been futile. "How does that full-blown AIDS cock feel in your ass?" the unknown voice asked. All I could focus on was the hard dick sliding in and out of my hole. I knew it was Michael. He was fucking me raw, but it felt good that a man was pleasuring himself using my body. I knew that the strange man had just told me something, something that was crucially important for me to remember. Something that I absolutely needed to remember, but in the dense fog of a dream, I completely forgotten what it was. "Feel good?" the unknown voice asked me. All that really mattered was how good Michael's cock felt in me. "Fucking amazing," I said. It didn't matter what he had told me earlier. All that mattered was how it felt to have a man's cock in my hole. How it felt to have Michael's thick shaft in my hole. "Goddamn hard cock in my hole." There was something I was supposed to be scared about, something about the beautiful, masculine cock filling me up. But I lost it as soon as I tried to remember. It wasn't important. The only important thing was the raw cock pounding my hole. In the uncanny tilts and shifts of dreams, the geography of my body morphed. I was no longer tied down to the bench; I was on my back in the bed. The sun was setting, painting the bedroom in golden red tones. Michael was on top of me and his cock was still buried in my ass. The setting could have been romantic. "Fucking take my cock, bitch boy," Michael grunted. His cock slammed into my ass. I expected the familiar, comfortable feeling of a man's cock. But instead, it was a blinding explosion of pain. I yelped from the hurt. "Just take it faggot," Michael whispered in my ear, as he held me in place, prolonging my agony. "You'll be better for it. Not just a worthless faggot." "A better faggot," I replied, still struggling to understand why this was so agonizing. When Jon had been in me, it had felt so good. When Cal had bred me, it had been complete bliss. When JP had filled me with his seed, I had thought I had been in heaven. But Michael was torture. Even his pre-cum burnt. "No. Just a faggot. Not a better faggot," Michael said. He slammed his cock into me again, and I winced. "Take it, faggot. You were just begging me for my infected dick." "I want to be a better faggot." I heard the words. They were in my voice. But I couldn't believe that I had said it. All I wanted was for the torment to end. "You know how to do it, faggot," Michael said. "So easy." He had told me something. So easy to do, and I wanted it so badly. But it had also been utterly terrifying. It was something I had nightmares about for years; only now it was part of my most important dreams. "Cum in me," I said. It was what I wanted. The warm semen would lubricate my dry hole. It would help soothe the burning. I turned to JP, who suddenly had been next to me the entire time. He was staring at me, staring at me getting fucked, and was stroking his cock. "Do it boy," He said. "Do what he wants you to do. Do it for me." I looked back at Michael. "Please," I said. Michael's eyes glinted and he smiled. For a brief, perfect moment, I thought nothing was going to happen, and I would be spared any more pain. But then Michael slammed into me, and the bright, burning pillar of pain erupted into my hole. "Uggh," I grunted, as I jolted awake. I tried to remember the dream, before it flew away on diaphanous wings. I was getting fucked. The man was suggesting that I get infected with HIV. Someone else said it would be good, and that made me feel safe. Safe, despite the monstrosity of the suggestion. As I thought about it, my stomach clenched even while my dick throbbed. I reached down, and there was a drop of pre-cum. "You ok?" a voice asked. A soft beard rubbed against my neck, and warm lips nibbled on my ear. I was still in Jon's arms. His cock was still in me. "Yeah," I said, happy to have a familiar warmth next to me. I may have only met him in person a few hours earlier, but we had talked so much, I feel like we had been friends much longer. "Bad dream." "Oh?" Jon asked. An arm drifted down to my groin. He wrapped his hand around my cock, engulfing my own hand already there. "Doesn't seem all that bad to me." "Scary?" I offered. "And sexual." One hand was already resting on my hard cock. "Definitely sexual," Jon said. He reached between us, and found his own cock. "Here," Jon said. "Come here. Tell me about it." He gently pulled his dick out of my hole. It was still hard, even though we had been sleeping at least a few hours. "Still hard?" I murmured. "Yeah," he said. "But it needs a rest." He gently rolled me over so that I was facing him. Behind me, Cal's hand reached out, and rested on my butt. The two men were protecting me, making sure that I was never out of their reach, and could always avail myself of their personal space and the safety that came with it. "Now, tell me what you want about your dream." He kissed my forehead. His beard was a little scratchy, but it felt good against me. "Someone was fucking me. Fucking me hard. And." I paused for a second. I knew that Jon was HIV-positive. But he also bragged about how healthy he was. We had talked about it, but with him being undetectable and I was going to be on PrEP, it didn't matter much. "And," Jon asked me. One arm was wrapped around my back, holding me close to him. The other hand had found Cal's arm, and was guiding it towards my asshole. "I knew about him. Like he had AIDS." "Was he fucking you raw?" Between us, my cock was pressing hard against Jon's stomach. "Yeah," I said. Jon's cock was also pressing hard against my stomach. It seemed perverse, even downright evil to be getting an erection talking about this. But there was no mistaking that we were both hard. "How did you feel? When he was fucking you raw?" Jon asked. "A bit scared." "But you know, PrEP protects you even then." "Yeah," I said. "But, maybe, maybe sometimes I forget a dose." "Did you forget a dose in the dream?" Cal's hand had rested on my ass cheek; it was clear he had fallen back asleep. But Jon's finger had found my hole, and were gently tracing out the edges. It was still wet from sweat and spit and semen, and each stroke of Jon's finger sent chills down my spine. "I can't remember," I moaned. My cock was throbbing from the memories. "Did he cum in you?" "I don't know. It's...it's all slipping away." True to their reputation, the dream had slipped away; the details forgotten and only the purest emotions remained. "Do you want him to cum in you?" "No," I answered quickly. But then I thought about it. How hard his cock was. How it had felt sliding into me. How strong I was. As Jon said, the drugs I had taken would protect me from the dangers. "Yes," I countered. "Maybe," I continued, then gave up. "I don't know." "Yeah? You don't know?" "Well. In the dream. If he came in me," I began. I trailed off. Jon pulled me a little closer, and pressed the tip of his finger into me. I could trust him with anything. "If he came in me, good things would happen." Jon pushed his finger further up my asshole. "Really good things." "Better than the minor risks?" Jon asked me. "I wish I knew what they were. The good things. But yes. The good things were worth it." I found Jon's lips and gave him a long kiss. I was glad I had the dream with him. There was no one else in my life that could have understood it like him. And for you? Have the good outweighed the bad?" "For what?" "For being you know," I stumbled. "You know. Poz and all." He took a second before he answered and considered it carefully. "Yeah," he finally said. "If only for Jean-Paul. And Cal. They are worth everything. And more." Even in the darkness, I could feel him raise his head and look at the two men sleeping peacefully behind me. Instinctively, he knew where his men were. "We never had to be afraid. Never afraid that our love would end up hurting each other." "Oh," I said. I wasn't sure what else to say. I hadn't expected something quite so personal. "It's easier now. We were all undetectable the last time we were tested. You're on PrEP. Bareback fucking isn't a death sentence. Not like the way it was." I leaned in and kissed him. He was right. It no longer mattered that he was poz and I was not. We were both on drugs that would protect us. We didn't have to worry about anything, whether as simple as a kiss, or as complex as raw sex. "Yeah," I said. He pulled his finger out of my hole but kept on massaging it. I lay still for a few minutes and enjoyed the firmness of his cock against my stomach. "How long has it been?" I finally asked, breaking the late-night stillness. "Being poz?" he whispered back to me. "Yeah." "Gotta think. Over 15 years. At least. Yeah. 17, I think." "Do you know how? How you got it?" "Old fashioned way," he said. "Got fucked raw." "Did you know?" "I'm not sure I cared. It was a, well, a." He paused for a moment; I couldn't tell if he was embarrassed or just searching for the perfect phrase. "A sleazy time of my life," he finally said. "And I got what I expected from it." "But," I asked. I felt like there was more to it than he had said. "No. No regrets." He pressed his finger back into my hole. I grunted in pleasure. "But no need for those worries now. We can be safe and raw at the same time." "Yeah," I said. I reached down and felt his cock between us. It was fat and hard, heavy and engorged. Right at the tip was a bead of pre-cum. I ran my finger through it. "Pre-cum," I whispered. "Poz pre-cum." "Yeah, boy. Feel my cock. You know what I'm thinking?" "Tell me," I said. "Getting back inside you. Feeling you so close to me. Feeling you so open to me. Sharing everything with you." The words were intense. As plain as they were, in the context of our discussion, they carried so much more meaning and intensity. They were dirty and even a bit nasty. "You want that?" he asked me. His finger was pressing against my asshole, daring me to answer anything other than the truth. "Yeah," I said. I still hadn't fully waken up yet, and my answer was directly from my body, not my brain. But my brain didn't mind; it was still remembering the intense sexual feelings from my dream. "Good," Jon said. He rolled me on to my stomach and dove behind me. "Really good," he said, as his tongue pressed up against my hole. "Fuck," he grunted as his tongue pressed into my hole. "I can taste my cum up there. And JP's." He swirled his tongue around a little, then paused. "And Cal's sperm." "Please, Jon," I mumbled semi-coherently into the pillow. Jon's tongue had put me over the edge. I wanted his dick back in me. "Give me a minute. And I'll give you my dick," Jon said, before diving back into my hole. He pressed his tongue back into me, pushing a wad of spit up there. "Mmmmm," I moaned, as he probed my hole with his tongue. As pleasurable as his fingers and tongue were, they were nothing compared to how his dick would feel, and I could barely tolerate any delay before Jon forced his dick back into me. Nevertheless, I forced myself to relax. I closed my eyes and focused on his tongue tracing out the edges of my hole. It wasn't the same as getting fucked but even so, it still felt amazing. It was calming, gentle, and slow. It would be long and easy, no urgency for either of us to get relief. It was a chance for both of us to learn more about the other, and I was glad that I was doing this with Jon. I knew there would be time later for me to explore this with JP and Cal. "That feels really good," I muttered. I wasn't quite falling asleep, but it was hard to stay awake. I had always known that the crossing between wakefulness and sleep was not always a straight line, but only then did I realize how many of the paths would detour into sex. It pushed me deeper into my trance-like state of sexual arousal. My dick was throbbing, but slowly, at the exact same pace as Jon's tongue was circling my hole. "Really good," I muttered again. "I know," Jon said. "For me too." His tongue returned to my hole. We continued for what might have been just seconds, but could have also been hours. I sort of lost track, as my mind drifted off, trying to remember my dreams and contemplating what Jon and I had discussed. What if I did forget a dose? Especially so early in my treatment? It was a dangerous, dark thought, and I tried to put it out of my head. "Will remember in the morning," I mumbled and repeated. "Remember in the morning," It was so faint I wasn't even sure if I heard it, or just felt the subtle changes in my breath. It quickly fell in rhythm with Jon's rim job. "Fuuuuck," Jon said, gently detaching his lips from my asshole. It had been a long, perfect kiss, and I knew he was ready for more. "I want to get inside you." "Do it, Jon," I muttered. This time I knew it was loud enough for Jon to hear because he climbed up between my legs and rested his cock on my wet crack. "Please." "Fuck, you are wet and ready," Jon whispered as he pressed into me. My hole put up the slightest resistance before opening up and welcoming his shaft into me. "So fucking hot," Jon continued. He had lowered himself on top of me and was resting on his arms. I could just barely feel his chest hair against my back. "Cum in me," I said. I had just asked an HIV-positive man to cum in me and my dick throbbed at the thought. "Please, Jon. Give me your load." Saying it so clearly was a revelation. I wanted to feel Jon so completely, and I wondered if his cum would feel different if he wasn't poz. Or if it would feel different if I wasn't taking PrEP. I could always forget a dose. It would be easy. But it would be so risky and dangerous. Yet it was a gift I could give these men. In repayment for the world they had opened up for me. "Fucking hot boy hole," Jon whispered into my ear. "Gonna breed you good," he continued. "Please, Jon," I grunted. My hole was hungry for hard cock and hot seed. There was little I would not do in order to get fucked and bred by Jon. The very least I was going to do was milk his shaft until he shot me full of his very special seed. My imagination had already started to spin out fantasies about far more intense activities that I would be utterly willing to do with Jon. "Of course, my boy," Jon said. He lowered himself on top of me, using his weight to push his dick deeper into me. It felt right for another man to be inside me, his raw cock scraping against my guts and dripping his pre-cum into me. In high school, I had been terrified of being gay. But now, in college, it was almost cool to be fucking another guy. However, this was different. It wasn't just about trends. It was about something permanent and eternal. It was about the ways two men could show their affection for one another. Not to mention showing off our erections. "I'm going to enjoy this fuck." With that, he relaxed on top of me. He was warm and heavy on top of me, enveloping and comforting me. I felt safe in his arms, and closed my eyes. I focused on the slow yet relentless thrusts of Jon's cock into my hole. I must have finally reached a point of cum-satiety that I although I wanted Jon to cum, I didn't need him to cum right that second. I could focus on the individual sensations of the fuck. The overall effect of Jon's fucking was calming. I found myself in a near-trance: not quite awake, not quite asleep, but entirely happy. Jon's arms were wrapped around me, his raw cock was deep inside me. He was dripping pre-cum into me, but I wasn't afraid. I was on drugs to protect me. He was on drugs that also protected me. The two of us were doing everything that we needed in order to defend ourselves. Together, we were safe. Nothing could hurt us. "I'm dripping inside of you, boy," Jon whispered in my ear. His voice was soft and gentle. "Dripping my poz cum inside of you." It didn't matter. The virus was defenseless against the chemical weapons we had deployed against it. Instead, it was just a matter of two men sharing the closeness that only bareback fucking could provide. "Give it to me," I murmured. It was late and I was sleepy from all the fucking over the course of the evening. It was a pleasant sleepiness, and I was sensitized to every breath and every heartbeat from Jon. I could even feel his dick throb in slow waves as more of his pre-cum dripped into me. "Give me your dick." "Give you my raw dick." "Drip your pre-cum into me," I mumbled. Something about how normal this all felt was affecting me. Although it was wonderfully normal and unremarkable, I was still in awe that Jon and JP, Cal and I had been so relaxed about sex. It was something fun, something we could share and enjoy. "I'm gonna fill you with my poz pre-cum," Jon continued. He whispered it in my ear, then gently sucked and nibbled on my ear lobe. It sent chills through my body. "Give me your pre-cum," I said. "And fill me with your jizz." "My poz jizz," Jon said. I had read stories about guys getting pozzed up. There was always a scene where the poz top would remind the bottom of the virus he carried. It had been so hot, but yet so dangerous. A quick fuck, a forgotten load, and my life would have been forever changed. But it didn't matter tonight. My body was protected and immune. "Fill me up. And fall asleep inside of me." "Of course, my boy," Jon said. He gave me a peck on the cheek, then rolled me over onto my side. He was lying behind me, spooned up with me, and his dick deep inside me. "Sleep," he said, as he wrapped a thick arm around me, pulling me in tight.

I'd been working hard and had been seriously stressed out so I decided to take some much needed time off and decided to head to Las Vegas to relax at my condo and hopefully get fucked. Man, did I get way more than I expected. I got home, aired out the place and took a shower. I cleaned out really well in anticipation and once I was settled in, I smoked some weed and went online to look for that evening's entertainment. Being the usual workaholic that I am, I hadn't checked my email on any of my websites or apps in almost a month so I knew I'd have some catching up to do. I signed into BBRT and was greeted by almost two dozen messages. Right towards the top, one message in particular caught my eye "CumUnion - Las Vegas: Saturday May 16th." "Holy fuck," I realized, "that's tonight!" Right then and there I made up my mind to finally attend a CumUnion party. Over a week later I'm still in a post fuck glow. Ha ha ha. I decided to kill some time and had a few Jack and Cokes and smoked another bowl so I was pleasantly high and buzzing. At around 8:00 I ordered an Uber and headed over to Hawk's Gym. Luckily, there were a couple of rooms left so I got one towards the back facing the main corridor. After undressing, I went in search of some fun. I went into the dark room first and saw a couple of tall muscular bodies standing like wallflowers, each of whom was fondling a huge bulge under his towel. I made my way to a platform in the rear of the roomlooked like huge bulges under their towels. There's a platform made from sectionals which were positioned in the rear of the room. I walked over, dropped my towel and knelt on the platform, face-down, ass-up and pre-lubed for whoever wanted to fuck my tight hole. In less than 15 seconds I felt a huge, rough calloused hand stroking my ass cheeks and a thick finger shoved into my hole. I relaxed and enjoyed the ass play for about a minute when suddenly his hand retreated. The next thing I felt was a softball sized cockhead stretching my hole to its limit. I hit my poppers and felt my hole relax that final inch it needed for the huge cock to slide balls-deep inside me, filling me more completely than I had ever before felt. The cock must have been at least ten amazingly thick inches. The guy fucked me with a rough but steady rhythm. I still had no idea what he looked like and neither one of us had said a word. He fucked me roughly, grabbing my hips and squeezing my ass cheeks with each hand. The whole time I was hard as a rock and on the verge of cumming but I fought the urge to cum with every ounce of will power and gave into the shiver inducing pleasure, milking his cock, or at least trying to, given my hole was wrapped tight around his dick. He fucked me relentlessly for a few minutes and all too soon, he shoved in as deep as he could go and I could feel his huge cock pulsing and throbbing as he groaned and I felt a warmth spreading inside me letting me know that I was getting bred. He squeezed my ass tight, forcing me to clench my ass as he pulled out and I did not lose a single drop of his seed. I was flying from the poppers and as I lay there catching my breath, he walked away and all I saw was a manly silhouette as he exited the dark room. I lay there panting and was about to get up and stretch my legs when I felt the other guy who had just watched me get barebacked put his hand on my upper back, bent me over again and started slapping my hole with his equally impressive cockhead. With no further foreplay, he started sliding in with no more lube than what was already around my hole and I felt him go about another inch deeper than my first fucker. This new guy was out to get his nut and started almost hate fucking me. I loved every fucking second of his thick cock banging against my prostate and I started building up towards my own orgasm. This guy's brutal pounding was almost too much for me and I started groaning and moaning. He also fucked me for a few delirious minutes and as he hilted himself in me and started shooting his cum inside me. Icouldn't hold back and my own dick started spurting my own load. I collapsed onto my stomach as he held his dick in me until our respective spasms subsided. As he pulled out and walked out of the dark room, I turned and caught a glimpse of a tall bearded 20 something white stud with an impressive thick cunt wrecker leading his way. Draping my towel over my left shoulder, I walked back out into the main corridor where I caught a glimpse of a cock. I had been at CumUnion for only 20 minutes, and already had two loads inside my ass. I went in search of more loads, knowing the night would be amazing.

Thanks for the kind comments. --------- Part 68 - Five Star Service Joe woke up in the morning and felt a hard cock poking at his ass and realized it wasn’t Kyle. He rolled away, looking at Ian now gently humping the air in his sleep. Joe kneeled on the bed and gently rolled Ian on to his knees. With his stiff cock preventing him from laying flat, Ian had his ass up in the air and his shoulders and head flat on the bed. “Perfect” Joe muttered to himself. He moved in and spread Ian’s legs wider and then pressed his already dripping cock between the ass crack. Joe gingerly held Ian’s hips and pushed in. Ian awakened immediately and let out a loud grunt as he was suddenly skewered on Joe’s cock. Kyle was awake in seconds from the commotion and then turned to watch Joe fuck another dose of poison into Ian. There was no warmup for Ian this time. Joe needed to fuck and he needed to nut and it had to be soon. Joe jackrabbit’d Ian’s ass and then pushed in deep. His cock throbbed and ropes of his bugged up semen filled Ian’s ass. After several spurts, Joe could feel Ian’s orgasm shooting his own load onto the bed sheets. The spasms milked a few extra shots of Joe’s cum and Joe stood holding Ian until they died down. He finally pulled out and got off the bed, pulling Kyle and Ian with him toward the bathroom. The three rinsed off and they walked out, naked, on to the balcony. Joe got up after about twenty minutes of them chatting and watching the surf roll in. He went in and made some coffee with the bottled water and grabbed three glasses and filled them with a generous pour of tequila. He walked out and set the glasses down and went back for the coffee. They sat there for a while and Kyle joked with Ian about the puddle below him. It was a beautiful sunny morning and the guys kept sipping the tequila and drinking the coffee. Joe got up to make another pot of coffee and as he got half way across the room he noticed the room door was open and a second later Javier walked out of the bathroom. He stood there naked looking at Javier and saw Javier looking up and down at him. “Sorry, señor. I knocked and there was no answer so I came in to clean your room” Javier said. “No problem, Javier. We were out on the balcony having coffee. I hope you don’t mind that we’re naked,” Joe said with a grin. He saw the bulge in Javier’s pants grow and Javier’s eyes had continued to look over Joe’s body. “Uh… no…” Javier said and then licked his lips. Joe let out a short laugh and said “Do you like what you see?” “Yes I do, señor” Javier said as he adjusted himself. Joe smiled and walked past him to the door and looked up and down the corridor. Spotting no one, he came back in and pushed the doorstop out of the way and let the door close. He came back to Javier and reached down and unbuttoned and un-zipped his pants. “Sir…” started Javier. “I’m just going to show you how much we appreciate what you do” Joe said. “But I can’t get caught with guests” Javier pleaded. “Then we’ll have to do this quick” Joe replied while looking at the nice thick uncut cock in front of him. For a short guy, Javier’s 8 1/2 inch thick uncut cock looked even bigger. Then Joe noticed the mark. He looked closer and there was a tattoo on the top of Javier’s light brown cock. A plus sign in black ink. Joe smiled and looked up at Javier. “Does this mean what I think it does?” Joe asked and then licked the tattoo. “Yes señor. It is like the one on your leg” Javier said quietly. “I see. Have you been taking your medications?” Joe asked. Javier swallowed hard. His body trembled and he said “Uh, no señor. I don’t take medications.” “Good. Me either. And Ian, behind you, would love to get some of your… uh, leche” Joe said. Javier gasped and turned around. Kyle and Ian were standing right there. Ian smiled and walked over to the bed and crawled on. Joe gave Javier a little push and Javier pushed off his shoes and pants and then removed his shirt as he walked to the bed. Joe and Kyle were right behind and Joe dropped back to his knees next to the bed. He took Javier’s cock into his mouth and sucked it deep into his throat. Joe sucked quickly, trying to get the rapidly stiffening shaft coated in spit. Kyle climbed on the bed on over Ian and leaned over, spit on Ian’s pucker and dug his tongue in, tasting some of Joe’s cum from earlier. Joe pulled the foreskin back and dug the tip of his tongue into the piss slit and tasted some of Javier’s charged precum. He leaned back and grinned at Javier who climbed on the bed, while Kyle moved back to give him room. Javier didn’t kneel behind Ian, he was in a crouching position on his feet. He rubbed his leaking cock head on Ian’s hole and then pushed in. The moan was loud and deep and then it turned into a growl as Javier started to thrust in hard. “He has taken cum already?” asked Javier. “Four. Two from each of us” Kyle boasted. “Slut!” called out Javier as he started to pound Ian’s ass. Joe knew from sucking him that Javier’s cock was thicker than either Joe’s or Kyle’s cock by quite a bit. It was easily seven inches around and Joe could see Ian struggling to take the thickness. Sweat was flying off Javier as he drilled Ian mercilessly. The words coming out of Javier’s mouth were a mixture of English and Spanish, none of which Joe had learned in his high school Spanish class. The words faded to grunts and then Javier buried his cock in deep and growled as he shot his highly toxic seed into Ian’s cunt. “Yeah!” yelled out Ian as he felt another charged load fill him up. The four went into the shower and washed off. Javier put his uniform back on and thanked the others but pleaded for them not to say anything. “Don’t worry. We won’t” Joe told him. Joe, Kyle and Ian dressed and headed down to the main restaurant to get breakfast, since they were all starving. Ian kept squirming in his chair as he felt the loads seeping out of his ass. Once they finished, Ian headed back to his room to change and Joe and Kyle went up to theirs to get into their swim suits. Joe and Kyle found their spots from the day before at the pool and grabbed a couple more beers. The sun was hot and their beers didn’t last very long. Kyle looked around and finally flagged a waiter who came by and took their order. When he came back, Joe motioned for the guy to come closer. Joe whispered “Do you know where we can find some weed?” The waiter looked a little confused and Joe added “Ganja, you know, marijuana.” The waiter smiled and turned around, pointing towards the beach, suggesting "See that man in the blue shorts? Follow him. He wants the same. Go down the beach and you will see a tall man selling souvenirs. Ask him.” Joe reached into his backpack and pulled out a twenty dollar bill and gave it to the waiter. “Mucho gracias” Joe said as he got up, pulled-on his tank top and followed what turned out to be a line of several of the resort guests down the beach. Everyone went to the same little hut about 200 yards past the end of the resort, right before the beach got rocky. Next to the hut, Joe saw an old VW van parked on a dirt road. When he walked up, there were numerous souvenirs on the tables in front of the hut and a very tall, lanky, tanned white guy with a large hat sitting under the hut’s awning. Each person would look over the trinkets and pick one up and go talk to the man. They paid and had gotten a small baggie with their souvenir. Joe chuckled that this was the smartest guy on the planet - he had a captive group of customers with money to spend and many wanting some good pot for their vacation and souvenirs to take back home. When it was Joe’s turn he brought up two small items and in less than thirty seconds had scored a bag of pot, some rolling papers, and a lighter (what the guy called the “starter” kit) with a warning to not smoke in the hotel rooms - only on the balconies, beach or away from other guests. As Joe walked back down the beach he spied the jet skis and the guy renting them. He walked up to him and asked what the deal was. Glancing down at Joe’s wristband, he said “With your package, you get 15 minutes a day free. Twenty dollars more and you can do 30 minutes. Forty dollars for an hour and I can give you a tour.” Joe smiled, looked closely at the guy’s name badge and said “There would be two of us. When can we go for an hour, Carlos?” Carlos looked at the schedule and said “Three PM or four PM is available today. Four is our last time of the day.” “Four PM sounds perfect” Joe replied. He gave his name and room number and said “See you at four” as he walked back to the pool. “Where the hell have you been?” asked Kyle. “Oh, just organizing a little fun for us” Joe said as he showed Kyle the baggie of pot before stuffing it into his backpack. “I also got a reservation for the jet skis at 4:00 PM, so don’t make any plans” he added as he waved at the waiter. It was the same guy as before and he hurried over. “Yes, señor?” he asked. "Dos mas cervezas, por favor” Joe said. The waiter smiled and headed back to the bar and came back promptly with two cold beers. “You were able to find what you wanted on the beach, señor?” he asked as he placed the beer on the table. "Oh yes, thank you very much” Joe replied. They drank beers, got some more sun and cooled off in the pool. Joe looked over and saw the clock by the bar said 3:30 PM. “Guess its time to dump our stuff in the room and go try to not kill ourselves” Joe said as he and Kyle walked to their room and prepared for there experience on a jet ski. Kyle chuckled. “Have you ever been on one of those things?” Kyle asked. “Hell no. Last time I was even on my bicycle was in junior high and I broke my wrist and couldn’t wrestle. I hope this goes better or you’re gonna have to stroke me off while I have the cast on” Joe joked. "That will be hard to do when I’m some shark’s dinner” Kyle replied, laughing as they made their way back to the beach and, as they approached the jet ski concession, Kyle remarked "The guy is really cute. No wonder you wanted to try this.” “Yeah, I’m hoping we can get him naked somewhere. He’s gonna give us a tour,” Joe replied. “I like your thinking” Kyle said with a laugh. They walked up to the hut on the beach about five minutes early. “Hola, Carlos. Ready for us?” Joe called out. Joe handed over the extra money and Carlos gave them a brief explanation on how to ride the jet skis. Each one took a test spin and once Carlos was satisfied that they understood, the three of them took off. Carlos showed them a few easy tricks jumping small waves which Joe and Kyle picked up quickly. They goofed around for almost fifteen minutes when Carlos waved at them to follow him. They zipped along the water and when Joe and Kyle were keeping up with Carlos, he went even faster. The jungle and beach zoomed past and after several minutes, they pulled into an inlet. Carlos dropped the speed down to a slow pace and they went deeper up the river. A short ways in, Joe saw a waterfall and when they got closer he saw a small beach area off to the side. Carlos headed to the beach and gunned his jet ski and then let it beach itself on the sand. Joe and Kyle did the same and they pulled the crafts up on the beach further before tying them together and anchoring them down. “You like?” asked Carlos. Joe and Kyle both laughed at the ambiguity of the question. Did he mean the jet skis? Did he mean the waterfall and beach? Did he mean him? They walked over to the side of one of the jet skis and leaned against it looking at the waterfall and the beautiful nature around them. They heard lots of animals calling out in the trees and the loud rush of water from the waterfall. Joe looked over and Carlos was lighting a small pipe and then took a big hit. As he exhaled, he handed the pipe over to Joe who did the same and passed it along to Kyle. “Fuck, thats some good stuff” Joe said after he exhaled and felt the warmth spread throughout his body. Carlos smiled back at him and said “Same that you bought from Bandit. He gets a lot of customers from the resort.” Carlos took the pipe back and looked at the bowl. “A little left” he said and flicked the lighter, inhaling the last of the unburned bud. Joe was looking at him and Carlos didn’t exhale like he expected. Instead Carlos leaned over and put his mouth on Joe’s, both kissing him and shotgunning the smoke into Joe’s mouth and lungs. He pinned Joe against the jet ski and grabbed his balls. Kyle chuckled and then moved behind Carlos. He tugged and Carlos’s board shorts fell to the ground. Kyle then pulled his own trunks down before he humped his hardening cock up and down Carlos’s tight butt crack. Joe and Carlos broke their kiss and Joe exhaled the remains of the smoke. Carlos reached down and pushed Joe’s swim shorts down, releasing his stiff cock. Carlos turned Joe around so he was facing the jet ski and reached down and guided his seven inches of plump, uncut meat to Joe’s hole. “You have a sexy ass, Joe. When I saw you walk back to the pool I knew I needed to fuck it” Carlos said. He started poking and then pulled his foreskin back and aided by his precum, started to push inside Joe’s pussy. Kyle stood there, rubbing his cock against Carlos’s ass, waiting for him to get inside his boyfriend. Kyle thought that Carlos was going too slow and gentle and leaned into Carlos’s back. His cock was between the two halves of his butt and Kyle quickly found the target. The piercing was pushing into Carlos’s hole when he yelled out “NO!” It was too late. Kyle shoved into Carlos’s hole with only sweat and a little precum to assist. It took only three jabs for Kyle to get all of his cock inside the tight chute. Joe’s ass was full of Carlos’s cock and he could feel Carlos panting on his neck. Kyle whispered “You have a sexy ass too and I knew I had to breed it as soon as you kissed my boyfriend.” Kyle pulled back slightly and felt Carlos come with him. Kyle stopped and then Carlos started to push back into Joe’s cunt. He heard Carlos whimper and grunt as he fucked himself on Kyle’s cock and fucked into Joe’s ass. Faster and faster Carlos went and he was pounding Joe and himself in only a few short minutes. Kyle could feel Carlos's ass getting sloppier from the precum that he was leaking. Carlos slammed into Joe and held him tight and Kyle did the same to Carlos. Kyle could feel the pussy spasm around his cock as Carlos unloaded his seed into Joe’s poz cunt. After two of Carlos’s spurts, Kyle started pumping his virus filled spunk into Carlos’s tight hole. With both asses filled with cum, Kyle pulled his cock slowly out and then watched Carlos pull out of Joe. Carlos was steadying himself on the jet ski when Joe turned around and pushed Carlos where he had been moments earlier. Joe drove his cock into Carlos’s cum filled hole and hammered it hard while cum ran down his legs. It was only a couple minutes until Joe’s cock added its own unique strain into Carlos’s unsuspecting ass. Joe pulled out while still breathing hard and reached down and picked up his swim suit. “Fuck!” yelled out Carlos and Joe and Kyle looked at him, trying to decide if that was a good “fuck” or a bad one. Finally Joe said “What?” “I told my girlfriend that I would stop getting fucked. But it feels so good to have a man cum in you, no?” Carlos remarked. Joe and Kyle both laughed and said “Yeah, it does.” The guys put their swim suits on and pushed the water crafts back into the water. They started them up and went back into the sea and played around jumping waves, each trying to get more air than the other. Joe landed off balance and fell off at one point but was able to swim over and climb back on. Carlos of course won by getting the highest jump, since he had been riding a lot longer than either Joe and Kyle. Soon, Carlos waved at them to follow him and they ended up back at the resort. They pulled in and beached the crafts and two workers from the resort helped Carlos put the jet skis on trailers. Joe and Kyle walked up and gave Carlos a bro hug and Joe slipped him a few extra twenties and gave him a wink.

Part 22 - Taken Down Jacob woke with a shudder, beads of sweat on his forehead from the dream he just had. He frantically tried to recall what he had been dreaming about, but his sub consciousness was fighting his attempts to remember. Suddenly he put his hand over his stomach and felt the warm slimy mess, whatever it was had caused him to have an orgasm in his sleep. He tried to put the pieces together believing it was a result of his date earlier that evening. The girl was hot and she loved his tattoos, they had gone back to her place fondling each other and making out. No matter what she did he just couldn't get aroused, he put his orgasm down to a delayed reaction to her. Wiping up the mess he settled back looking up at the ceiling, all he could remember was feeling legs wrapped around him, the person underneath was just a blur. Maybe he should hit her up again he mused, he looked at his phone it was only 5am, he turned over and fell back to sleep. The ping on his phone woke him again, he tried to go over the dream again, nothing would clear the image sufficiently enough to understand it. He picked up his phone and saw a message from Ben, completely forgetting that at some point yesterday they exchanged numbers. The message was brief '9am gym, don't be late.' It was already 8am and without any hesitation he jumped out of bed tripping over the bags of clothes that JP had dropped off yesterday, he was showered and changed in 10 minutes and out of the house. He decided to walk the 35 minutes as there was plenty of time, halfway enroute he stopped and just starred ahead completely lost in his thoughts. No one had ever made him jump out of bed so quick or come running at a simple text message. He continued walking towards Wimbledon. Ben was standing at the door smiling at him as he walked up the drive to the front doors. "I didn't know if you would come or not." "I did stop halfway and found it funny that I just dropped everything to come here." Ben gave him a hug, they walked in and down to the gym. He was thinking how strange that Jake was not there to meet him. "Where's Jake?" "Oh he and Marco are swimming they finished their workout early as they are going out." "Oh right." "Your not going to freak out on me are you?" "Not today." Jacob laughed as he changed in to the clothes Andre had left for him. Ben got Jacob working and then went to the other weight bench. Fabian appeared to do his workout, seeing Jacob there made him smile as he said good morning to him. Jacob had done 25 minutes and was tiring so he went over to Ben and watched his incredible arms lift the weights with ease. He was surprised when Ben asked if he was going to continue standing there or spot him. Jacob walked over behind Ben's head, they eyes meeting every now and then. Workout done they left Fabian on the running machine as they headed upstairs towards the pool. Jake and Marco were talking to Andre in the Orangery, he came over and gave his brother a hug. "I didn't know you was here." "Ben invited me over to work out." "Oh, we have to go out, will you stay for lunch?" "If I am not in the way." Fabian walked in and told Jacob he was not in the way and to please stay before telling Jake he would be ready in 10 minutes. "Are you all going out Jake?" "Yes, only for a couple of hours, Andre and Ben will be here." Jacob thought twice about asking where they were off to, anyway Ben was by now pushing Jacob to move. They said their goodbyes, and waited for Fabian to join them. Fabian walked in to the room looking at Jake who had worried look on his face. "What's troubling you Jake?" "Do you think it is safe to leave them here alone?" "I am more worried for Jacob, Ben and Andre can be a handful, but they seem to be calmer with Jacob around." "I guess it will be okay." "Ready Jake, Brad is waiting for us next door." Today was the day Jake was getting his family tattoo and was a little nervous but excited. Most of the family were waiting except Ben and Andre, ready to welcome Jake when finished officially in to the family. Brad took Jake in to his home studio and the work commenced on his lower back. After an hour Jake emerged somewhat sore, he turned around and showed off his only tattoo. Kisses, hugs and champagne flowed. Jake looked at Fabian and Marco announcing how irritating it was that he couldn't swim for a week until it had healed properly. Brad came over and gave Jake an extremely extended kiss, and gave him some ointment and covering. Fabian reminded everyone that the family Sunday dinner was at 7pm as they departed, the slipped through the gate back to their own garden. Turning the corner at the side of the house towards the pool terrace they stopped in their tracks aghast at the sight before them. Jacob was being pushed by both Andre and Ben to swim a length further each time. Done with his swim he sat on the steps in the shallow end, watching the both of them continuing with their swimming. Each time Andre reached close to Jacob he would splash him deliberately and make a quick about turn, Jacob sat there laughing and though next time he would be ready for him. Andre was getting closer so Jacob adjusted his position ready to pounce, Andre's head went back under the water in tune with his stroke as he came up he peered but he had gone. He stopped swimming but before he realised Jacob's arms went around his body and held him tight and firm. "Not this time splasher." Andre squirmed calling for back up from Ben, he was making no real effort to escape, but Jacob could hear Ben swimming faster towards them. Andre scooped water and was splashing the both of them. He hadn't really banked on the idea of Ben, he suddenly remembered Fabian's warning about them both being trouble when together. He was running out of time as Ben was getting within feet of them, he let go and pushed Andre towards Ben then high tailed it out of the pool and stood at the terrace laughing at them. They were both smiling and stepping forward until they stood a couple of feet from Jacob. Andre put his arm on Ben's shoulder as they stood looking at him with mischievous grins on their faces. Ben took a couple of steps away from Andre, Jacob put his hands up in a surrender fashion. Ban and Andre looked at each other then nodded. Jacob spun round to run away but Ben was to quick. He caught Jacob in a frontal bearhug and lifted him off the ground in one sweeping movement, Andre moved him and grabbed his legs holding them firmly. Jacob was wriggling to get free but he already knew his attempts would come to nothing. Jacob spotted Jake standing with Fabian and Marco and started pleading with them for help in between his laughter. Jacob was blind to the fact that his cock was hard as a rock and very visible to everyone looking. Marco tapped Jake on his shoulder. "Should we recue him?" "I think it wold be rude to spoil their fun Marco." "Hmm, he does seem to be enjoying it, your brother has a big dick." "Doesn't he just. I suppose we should stop it." Marco called across the group. "Ben, Andre put Jacob down, Now!" They looked over and shouted back 'Okay', they moved towards the pool and began swinging Jacob, he felt as light as air flying over and down in to the pool. Jacob knew eventually this would happen, he crawled to the edge and hauled himself out then tried to stand up but limped with an loud ouch. Ben and Andre came running over him to help, he put his arms around Ben and Andre's shoulders before shouting 'Suckers' and pulled them back until all three of them fell in to the pool. Jacob being prepared quickly climbed out of the pool, swiftly followed by Ben who gave chase, within seconds he caught up with Jacob and rugby tackled him to down on to the grass. They rolled around as each one tried to get the upper hand but Jacob was overpowered easily by Ben, his legs clamped around Jacobs waist and his arms secured around his body. He was immobilised, heaving but laughing. Ben tightened his legs the more Jacob laughed, but suddenly he stopped, laying there held tightly by Ben's legs the mist cleared and his dream as vivid as life came rushing back. Surely he didn't have a wet dream about having sex with Ben, it dawned on him that his cock was so hard it was trying to tear itself away from his body. Ben sensed the change and quickly released Jacob and rolled on to his back, he thought he may have pushed him to far again. Jacob rolled on to his front trying to hide his arousal, his head full of confliction, but he liked girls, or did he like Ben way more than he should. Ben stood up and nudged him. "Are you coming I think it is lunchtime." "I need to rest here for a bit." "Are you worried they might see your turned on?" "What the fuck." "Jacob, a lot of men get turned on play fighting, straight and gay." "Really?" "Yes, come on, I am starving." Jacob took his hand and Ben heaved him up off the ground, Ben put his arm around Jacob and they waked up to the decking for lunch. Andre had joined the others and they all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief that nothing exploded. When they reached the deck and joined the others it was Jacob that spoke first. "Fabian, I think I need to use your gym more if I can, I need to be able to match these two." "Of course Jacob, I did warn you what they were like. Your brother found out the hard way as well." Jacob was still feeling weird at having people serving them food especially as it was mostly Andre and the other guy he knew as Luke. What started out to be a mostly overcast warm day cleared during lunch. Jacob relaxed in his chair enjoying the warmth of the sun beating down now. Ben suggested they all go to the pool and get some sun. Jake kept his t-shirt on to hide is new tattoo from his brother, he missed out on the swimming and fun the others were having. Jacob kept giving curious glances at his brother unsure why he was acting so strangely and avoiding the water, but no one else pressed him on the matter so he let it go. The afternoon went by quickly before Jacob announced he was adequately sun ripened and had to go, he needed to get some good sleep for his new job in the morning. Jake offered to walk him to the door, Ben told Jacob that he should come over after work to workout and that we get him some proper gym clothes for tomorrow. Jacob now back in his own clothes walked across the entrance hall with Jake. "Did you enjoy yourself today Jacob?" "Yes it was good fun, you are lucky having all of this." "I never expected it to turn out like this, but I just happened and I fell in love as well." "He is a good fella, I can see why, but I never had you down as going for someone with muscle and older." "Eight years isn't much, I always thought it would be someone my age. But you just never know." "Mum and dad were a little shocked, mum is okay with it, dad is coming round, I think he likes Marco." "I hope so, but you know with dad it will take time. You and Ben seem to hit it off." "What do you mean?" "He likes you, plus your someone else for him and Andre annoy." "Do you know, I feel sad when I leave here but happy when I return." "It does have that effect." Jake opened the door and said he looked forward to seeing him tomorrow and hearing about his first day at work. His brother turned and hugged him tight. Jake returned the gesture and then shocked as Jacob leaned in and kissed him goodbye. Jacob quickly let go realising what he had done, he had never kissed his brother and it was on his lips. He turned and muttered bye as he rushed out. Marco was standing in the entrance hall, Jake stood with a bewildered look. "Well that was a weird." "You saw that?" "Yes." "I don't think he meant to." "It looked rather intended I think." "You don't think... No. Can you help me change the covering and put some ointment on." "Of course babe." They went upstairs Marco tenderly attending to Jake's tattoo, then they dressed for the family dinner.

Part 18; 'Don't fart boy, put the pitcher of drink down, hold onto the urge, and come with me'. I grabbed the mixing bowl that Leo had emptied the contents of 17+ sauna loads from his cunt into earlier. It still had some cum left in it after I had filled up the 60ml syringe, and I got him to get on all 4's on the rubber covered mattress, and held the bowl directly under his now battered and loose poz cunt ... 'OK, push son' He farted out a huge blob of cum. No doubt a combined super toxic mixture from Daddy Simon & Uncle Phil. 'You fucking pig' He laughed, which caused some more to drip out, and run down his smooth shaved perineum and balls. I placed the bowl down between his legs. 'Stay there, and catch whatever falls out, OK boy' 'Yes Daddy' John was now getting his Dick licked clean by a cum loaded, restrained Shah, and Phil had got himself ready with a tourniquet. I got all the bits needed, and took some of his blood. I sat myself by my boys neg cunt, lubed up the catheter, and inserted several inches, and released the clip that would now allow any contents of the syringe to flow. I now began to slowly depress the plunger, loading him up with Leo's 17+ sauna loads, to go with the 4 loads he had already received directly from Uncle Phil, Daddy Simon, brother Leo, and crix Man. I had pushed in about half of the anonymous cum when Phil released one of Shah's arms, and got him to hold it straight, relaxing it into the sling. 'Small sharp scratch coming up ...' As I continued to slowly load up my boys neg cunt with multiple loads of anonymous cum of unknown statuses, Phil slowly blood slammed his unique DNA. It was now for the first time he got a raging HUGE erection, showing us he was very much a grower not a show'er'. Getting turned on by the point of no return really did confirm that this was his undeniable destiny! Phil pulled the needle out, and put on some cotton wool, pressing hard. A little earlier Phil had put some medical tape across a sealed condom packet, and attached one end of the tape to Shah's upper arm. He now removed this, and placed the taped condom packet over the cotton wool, slapping both ends of the tape firmly onto his skin. 'For your protection' said Phil, followed by an evil depraved smirk. I finished loading up my boy, removed the catheter, and put a rosebud spec u-plug inside him. This is designed to bloom open once inside your ass. I did not want him to leak a single drop of precious sauna-cum given to him via his brothers own warm wet cunt! Between Phil & I we unrestrained his ankles and remaining wrist, plus collared and leashed him up, and put fist 'puppy' mitts onto his hands. I walked him over to the rubber covered mattress ... 'C'mon boy, this way' I now had him on his paws, behind Leo. I moved the bowl of cum out the way ... 'You see that cum dripping down out of your brothers cunt, and down over his balls, that's Daddy's and Uncle Phil's fully blown AIDS loads ... Now lick it up. Go on, lick your brothers cunt clean boy'. He puppy pawed his way in-between his brothers legs, and started licking, moaning, licking, rubbing his lips, nose, and chin, more licking. I was stood above them, holding his leash ... 'Good puppy, you're a good puppy ... You're doing a good job ... Good boy'. I stroked his head, and he kept on wiggling his hips, like an over excited young pup. The rosebud spec u-plug stuffed up his neg cunt looked hot, especially knowing it was keeping 21+ loads trapped inside. I got him to sit up, and put an elastic band around his Dick & Balls (they double up as a fantastic cock-ring). I fingered Leo's cunt for some natural lube, then got to stroking Shah's semi hard Dick. I kissed him deeply, feeling his neg shaft quickly grow ... 'Go on, FUCK your brother's newly poz cunt boy. Stick it to him'. Without hesitation, and showing off that he was by no means a complete natural bottom he slid all the way in, immediately fucking with a fast rhythm. I got on all 4s in front of Leo, bringing us face to face ... 'Giving your brother your dirty toxic load earlier was a great way to start the bonding process between my two boys. And to complete and seal that bond he is soon gonna give you his last neg load'. I now kissed him deeply too, as his brother pounded his HUGE bare neg shaft wildly inside his brothers sweet bio-hazardous cunt!

This neg guy messaged me on BBRT. He was specifically looking to convert to Poz. During our exchange of messages I explained to him that I am now very unwell, and as a consequence my home is an utter filthy mess. That didn't deter him. Now for the real test of his authenticity ... If he wanted what I could give him, he would do some housework for me, and help me have a bath to wash my wasting skinny body. He agreed. We arranged for him to visit the following day. The next day came, and he messaged asking if we were still on. OK, he was serious! I gave him my address, and told him I would leave the door off of the latch so he could just come in. 6pm arrived, he was bang on time. He entered my living room where I was watching TV. I hit the mute button. He was as his photos suggested, well built rugby build, clean shaven. A very handsome 27 year old. 'Hey Sexy'. 'Hello Sir'. 'Strip naked. Keep your trainers on,'. He did as instructed. Although once I saw he was wearing a tight hugging Jock Strap I ordered he leave that on too. 'Come over here between my legs, facing away from me'. Again, he obeyed. And I had a good grope of his sweet neg ASS. 'NICE. Very Firm'. I ordered he clean my bathroom, mop and hoover floors, and gather the huge lot of rubbish scattered all over the place as a result of not being in the best of health. After cleaning in his Jock & Trainers he ran me a bath. As he washed me we spoke ... 'Is this what you want to end up like, sick and decrepit?' 'Yes Sir. It might seem crazy to most, but, it is what I need. What I deserve. And I want to know for sure who my 'Gifter' is, so I can remember him fondly, always carrying a piece of him inside me'. Having bathed me, he dried my scrawny pale body. Naked, dry, and with finally a good wash I walked into my now tidier living room, stood in front of the TV and began channel flicking . The rugby build boy without a word knelt before me, took my flaccid Dick into his mouth, pulled on my balls. I was in no time very hard. With one hand controlling the remote, the other held behind his head as I rocked my hips. I threw the remote to the floor as I got more and more turned on, now with both hands pulling his face in tightly as I began fucking his face. Out of breath I pulled out, stood back so he could see me full length... 'You sick Bastard coming here to get converted ... This REALLY what you want?' 'Oh GOD YES Sir. Destroy me and my future'. 'You sick nasty pig'. His face lit up when I said that, as he nodded in agreement with a big happy smile on his face. I took him to the bedroom where I had a vinyl play-sheet ready on the floor. He brought his little rucksack with him, from which he took out a toothbrush, he handed it to me and got on all 4's. 'Make me bleed Sir'. 'You are one fucked up pig'.

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Part 17; Phil's Jacob's ladder shaft squelched out of Leo's bruised and battered well used newly poz cunt. A minimum of 17 loads from the sauna, and now his Dad Simon & Uncle Phil had just deposited their fully blown loads. What a treat for the boy! Phil came over to the kitchen table for his Beer ... 'I'll never tire of recharging his cute nasty cunt' 'You are such an evil Beast Phil' We both clinked our Beer bottles together, exchanging satanic smirks. We sat together, chatting, our pale scrawny fully blown bodies complimenting the other beautifully, whilst watching on my youthful, cute, fit boy Leo as he recommenced his 'Long Island Iced Tea' mission. 'Where is John' I asked ... 'You have a new boy in town, right' With that we got up, took some extra Beers from the fridge for when we finished our first, and went into the Dungeon, and sure enough, there was John, wearing a Gas Mask, and Fucking Shah. We both stood at the head of the sling, swigging back our Beers. Phil just downed his, now onto his second. 'What a hottie Si. Shame I've just this second cum. Is he one of us?' 'He is well on his way to being. And he has explicitly expressed he wants knocking up' I watched on as John fucked my new neg boy, his face covered by his Gas Mask, and his Bio-Hazard tattoo showing that there was imminent danger nearby. I love the way he had the letters 'P' & 'Z' within the symbol, either side of the main body of it that was one large 'O' ... Fuckin' HOT! Phil came around to the side of the sling, to look Shah in the face properly for the first time ... 'You are a major cutie, boy. I'm your Uncle Phil' ... Shah smiled ... 'Hey Uncle Phil' 'So, you want to become poz?' 'YES! I'm finally embracing my undeniable destiny'. I piped up ... 'He has already had 3 loads up him this evening Phil mate ... Mine, his brother Leo's, and some guy at the sauna with a crix belly. And, he has had the full toothbrush treatment too' 'When was your last neg test boy?' 'Today Uncle Phil' 'Well, I just dropped a load up your brother. How about some of my blood injected into you instead, and I'll give you some of my toxic cum some other time?' My brand new boy could not even answer through his depraved lust, and simply nodded, tongue hanging out like a dog, and whimpered and gave a subservient 'fucking please do it' look. Phil began to spit on his face, slapping it hard ... John picked up his already constant steady pace, and was now fucking faster, with no slowing down, this Man has real stamina ... Not averting his gaze from Shah, Phil firmly commanded ... 'Go on John, Fuck him, Fuck his beautiful neg cunt and load him up with your filthy toxic un-medicated load ... Go on John mate ... yeah, give it to the cunt' Phil continued spitting and slapping. I looked at John and saw his Gas Mask head look upwards as his body stiffened. I could tell he was about to blow. And sure enough, loud, yet muffled grunts erupted, as he ejaculated his virulent seed deep inside Shah's innocent cunt. 'I have a big urge to fart', said Leo ... He had walked in with his cocktail pitcher in hand during all the fun we were having ...

Part 16; Withdrawing my toxic weapon I finally introduced my two boys properly. 'Leo (my newly charged up boy), this is your new brother (the twink I charged up at the Sauna), Shah'. They greeted each other with deep connecting glowing smiles and passionate deep kissing. Leo still inside his brother continued to grind his hips, clenching his firm round ASS! 'You like 'Long Island Iced Tea' Shah?' 'It's my favourite cocktail' 'Me too. I'll make us a Pitcher'. The brothers smiled with each other once again, exchanging another deep bonding kiss, before Leo's brand new charged up weapon flopped out of his brothers currently still neg cunt, to go and make their cocktail pitcher. It really turned me on seeing my two boys connect, and get on, and see Leo share my mutated DNA with his brother. Leo and I went into the main house, into the kitchen, leaving Shah restrained in the sling with 3 virulent filthy loads sloshing about inside of him; Dads, his brothers, and not forgetting crix man! 'You seem to be getting on well with your new brother, son'. 'Yes Daddy, he is very cute and sexy, and I feel an unspoken deep connection with him' 'Good. That makes me very happy, not to mention horny'. I slapped his ASS and went to the Fridge to grab myself a Beer. I took a few swigs when I heard a motorbike pull up. A-ha, that'd be the arrival of Phil. I went to the front door, and upon opening I saw Phil had brought his mate John. John featured in part 5 of this story. Unlike Phil and I he wasn't fully blown, but the three of us did share all one thing in common; We are all completely un-medicated, and dangerously toxic ~ Fuck YES! 'Come in guys ... Fancy a Beer' 'Yeah ... Yeah' I went back into the kitchen as they stripped naked in the hallway. I opened their Beers putting them on the table. In they walked .... 'Beers on the table guys' 'Cheers Simon ... Yeah, Cheers...' Leo stopped making the cocktail pitcher, and threw his arms around Phil... 'Uuuuncle Phiiiiil' 'Heeeey, my favourite Nephew', ... Phil squeezed his arse then read what I wrote on his chest... 'Fuck, I remember how great that ass felt ... What's this ... 'Poz-Faggot?' ... You got something to tell your Uncle Phil?' 'Yeah, Daddy of course bugged up my cunt several weeks ago, and today I got my 'poz' diagnosis. We celebrated with a nice meal, then went to the sauna, where I took at least 17 loads' 'Congratulations boy, you are one of us now' He went over to the corner kitchen cupboard to get some coke for the Long Island Iced Tea, bending over to get what he wanted. Phil wasted no time, taking a swig of Beer, slamming his bottle on the table, he marched over to Leo, grabbed hold of his left hip and guided his Jacobs ladder shaft to my boys loose cummy cunt, grabbed hold onto his right hip, and slammed in his fully blown AIDS Dick, piston fucking with no warning. Holding onto a cupboard shelf and the cupboard door he didn't have the greatest of balance, and ended up maneuvering himself so his palms were planted against the wall ... 'Fuck yeah, what a hot and sexy nasty loose poz cummy cunt boy' Phil growled and grunted towards the ceiling, arching back as he lost his self in his usual depraved objectifying pig fuck self, using my son Leo like a piece of cheap Fuck-Meat, for his pleasure only. I sat at the table, drinking my Beer, just watching Phil and his broad yet pale and thin wasted frame pound without any mercy my little Leo's loose well used puffy sloppy cunt. He suddenly began screaming demonically, I knew that meant he was seconds from injecting his filthy death-juice, and sure enough his fast merciless pound hate fucking slowed right down to the odd intermittent grunting hard thrusts. I watched his anus and perineum through his wasted ass cheeks twitch, as he shared his beautiful nasty gift, once again.

Run. Run away. Run away fast.

The guy sounds like he is an abusive/controlling shit bag. If it makes you uncomfortable, get away from him.

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Part 21, Do I help or no? Mr C was climbing into the shower and said, 'hey pup, can you go downstairs, the room across from the play, I mean the rec room is the laundry room, can you get our work clothes out of the drier and bring them up?' Knowing we were running late, I bolted down stairs in just my underwear. I was walking through the lower level where the huge screen TV and wet bar were and saw the hallway where the laundry room was. It was darker heading down the hallway, but there was a red glow coming out of the rec room. I could hear the dryer buzzing so I knew which door it was in. However, right before entering the laundry room i looked to my right and saw the red light. It was just a small red light on the ceiling in the center of the room. I turned and entered the room. This is the room that I was in yesterday when Mr. C had me get him some things from the fridge. The light was directly over the hammock in the middle of the room. My eyes got accustom to the light a little bit and I entered the room. I realized there were mirrors all over and cabinets. I put my left hand on the chain holding the hammock up and ran my right hand on the leather straps of the cradle of it. It reminded me of something. But what? I heard Uncle Terry holler down the steps 'did you find it ok'? Startled, I turned back toward the door and entered the laundry and said 'yes Sir, getting the things now'. As I turned off the light of the laundry room and my eyes again focused on the red light above the hammock, I remembered.... oh it is like from my dream I had. I was in a hammock like that in a dark room with candles. I felt my cock harden as i turned to the left and headed back through the lower level to the stairway up. Mr. C was standing looking out of the window over the kitchen sink finishing a cup of coffee. He continued to look outside as he was rinsing the mug before putting it in the dishwashers. He was standing there just in his underwear, tall and confident. I could see the sun pouring in the window and illuminating the fur on his broad chest and my cock continued to thicken. What the fuck is wrong with me? I just shot my load a few minutes ago and it was already getting hard. I put the clothes on the kitchen island and separated my stuff from his. As I pulled my jeans on, I winced at the tenderness in my butt and upper thighs. Hopefully tomorrow at school the trainer is in and can stretch me out a little before hockey practice. As Mr. C approached the island to start putting his clothes on, he noticed me smiling and said, 'whats so funny?' 'Funny? Nothing, just really happy Sir. This last day has been amazing. I am so happy you gave me a job and let me sleep over and well. Well, and.' 'And what?' he said 'Well, you guys taught me more about growing up and the circle jerk and how to shave and all kinds of stuff. I just really appreciate it and I just wanted you to know how happy I am.' And with that, I went over to him and gave him a hug bear hug. I stood on my toes to be taller and my neck fit perfectly in the crook of this neck and shoulder. He held me for a long time, I could feel his warm breath on my neck. I just was taking in his freshly showered smell. I broke away from the hug quickly once I realized my cock was now rock hard against this thigh. He kind of shook his head quick, like ....what? why? whats wrong? He saw me adjusting myself and turning red. He came over and lifted my chin so he could look into my eyes and said, 'Lukas, dont ever be embarrassed for having a hard on around me. I am flattered.' And with that, he opened a drawer in the island and took out 3 of the blue diamond shaped vitamins and gave me two and he took one. We finished getting dressed and I smiled back again and let him know that I heard and appreciated his not teasing me about my erection. He let me drive and on the way to the restaurant, I just sat there with a grin. My hard cock had escaped the leg band of my boxer briefs and was snaking down the leg of my jeans. Mr. C looked over at me and said, 'can I ask you something pup'? I glanced over and nodded and raised my eyebrows. 'Did you enjoy spending the night with me?' I quickly said, 'oh my heavens, yes Sir' 'And what about with Uncle Terry?' 'Oh yes Sir, I think he is great, you guys seem like the best of friends' 'Yeah, we are very close for sure' He then asked, 'did you like him helping you shave?' 'Yeah, it was super cool that he helped me. I am sorry I got so turned on by it.' 'Stop right there Lukas. Please don't ever apologize for being turned on. Being turned on is a gift. A gift to you and to the person who is making you turned on. It is a beautiful way to show appreciation to a man who is making you happy. Please dont ever conceal that, ok? Well, you have to be careful, but for me you know and want to know more, it is a beautiful thing. ok?' With a huge smile, I said, 'sweet, thanks for explaining that to me.' 'I mean dont be a slut like women are, but it is ok to appreciate being turned on, you will learn how to regulate that excitement with time. I wondered, if you like the shaving, Uncle Terry only did your face. Maybe we could show you how to shave the rest of you later on?' 'The rest of me?' I asked? 'Oh yes, there are so many other parts men can trim or shave, maybe if you want, we can do some more when we get home', he said. 'Get home? 'Yes, well if you like hanging out at our house, I want you to think of it as yours as well.' 'Gosh Sir, I feel so safe and happy and loved there. I would love to spend more time with you. Well, or you and Uncle Terry when he is there.' As we pulled into the lot, he rustled my hair and said, 'good boy, now lets get you some tips. Do you remember everything from yesterday?' 'Yes Sir, I think so, oh, wait, my help cards, what did I do with my help cards?' He opened the glove box and pulled them out and handed them to me as we exited the truck and said, 'Here they are, I got you covered pup.' As we entered the restaurant and things were crazy busy. Mr C yelled out, 'what is going on?' Jax hollered back, 'we just got slammed with a huge order and we were already busy because of all the games on.' Mr. C said to 'go up front and help with the deliveries' while he joined Jax and the rest of the guys in the kitchen. There were 2 others ready to head out and they were each looking over the routes. Both saw this one order for two pizzas and the guy looked at the woman and said 'I aint going to that one, lets give it to the new kid'. 'Sure, I can do it, what is it?' I asked. The one guy said, 'it is bad area, lots of dealers and skanks. Here is what you do, you just go in the front door, dont ring the bell, they dont like that. There is a table as soon as you enter the house, they always leave a big stash of cash there. Just put the pizza down and take the money and get the fuck out of there. They are friends of Jax's but dont tell him I said so, but it is a bunch of his ex-cons. They have usually been partying and drinking so DON'T bother them! Do you hear me kid? Do NOT bother them. Just go in, drop off the pie, get your money and get the fuck out.' 'Sure I can do that, no worries' I said. I got this easy. I could see Sarah's name tag and she grabbed my arm and then she looked at the other guy and said, 'Wait, Noah, you realllllly should do this, you shouldn't let him go, he is new'. 'Fuck that.' Noah said, 'he is a big kid, he is 18, he can handle himself, right dude?' 'Yeah of course, I got this' I said and I loaded up the delivery box and headed out the back door. I found the house easy enough and parked in the driveway. There were several other cars in the driveway and sort of parked all over the place. The house was big but not well maintained. As I walked up the sidewalk, I could hear some house music getting louder. As Noah said, the front door was part way open and I entered. I had smelled pot a couple times before and when I was nearing the house it smelled like someone was smoking some of the marijuana. Sure enough, just inside the door was a table with a wad of cash on it. I set the pizza down and took the wad of cash. As I was turning to leave and stuffing the money into my pocket, I heard something that sounded like a cry for help. I stopped in my tracks and listened. The music was kind of loud but I heard it again. I moved closer to the rickety wooden steps leading to upstairs and bent my ear toward the steps. Then I heard it again, 'stop' 'please stop' 'stop it hurts' 'I cant' 'please'. It sounded like a woman, her voice was soft but scared. Maybe it was the TV? Maybe she was being hurt? Fuck, what do I do. I got out my cards and asked myself. 'Should I defy Noah's instructions to get the heck out and go upstairs and see if she needs help?' i turned over the card and it read... 'Yes, absolutely'. I slowly started to sneak up the old wooden staircase. The smell of marijuana was getting stronger and the music was getting louder. I made it to the top of the steps and hear two voices coming out of one of the rooms. I carefully crept down the hallway and peaked into the room. It was two black dudes with their backs to me sitting on some old gross dirty furniture, smoking some weed and playing a video game. The noise of the music seemed to drown out my footsteps. Then I heard more cries for help. 'please don't' 'oh god' 'no' 'no' 'oh please' they weren't loud screams of pain, more like whimpers and mini screams mixed together. I snuck further down the dark hall and noticed the door was cracked open at the end of the hall. I got close enough to peak in and saw a dark haired guy blindfolded on the bed. It wasnt a woman at all, it was a dude. A small tiny dude having sex. He was tied around his arms and legs to the bed posts. There was this huge black dude covered in tats with a giant cock fucking him. There was a second black dude kneeling over his head feeding his big black cock deep into the guys mouth. I then noticed the guy getting used, reach over and picked up something over to this other side. It was a little brown bottle. My eyes instantly zeroed in on it. It was all I could see. My eyes got huge and I knew it was the bottle of magic. Just then, I felt a guy lunge at me from behind. I felt his arm come up from behind and get me in a head lock. He had to be 6 foot 6 inches and super strong. He other hand went up to my mouth and firmly clamped my mouth closed. My eyes stayed glued on the brown bottle from the room and my heart raced. The guy behind me held me very firm and whispered into my ear. Well well well, what do we have here, but a beautiful blond princess. If you know what is good for you just stay very calm and very still and he shook me a little and said 'understood'? I nodded my head yes and he started pulling me toward another room across the hallway.

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 ...

Part 3; For 5 days following the day we met and receiving his initial knocking up my rugby stud visited me every day, doing housework, cooking healthy hearty meals, washing me, and taking multiple loads each day of my highly charged, filthy dirty cum. However, as the week wore on my health was declining, so after 6 nights from initially meeting he started staying over, helping me out during the day, and each evening we would lay naked together on my couch, watching TV, and really enjoying each others company. We really clicked on a personal level We naturally fucked each and every way, and also shared lots of affection. We discussed how really sexy it was to see the contrast of my skinny wasted pale body against his glowing muscular tight Latino body. It really turned me on rubbing over his torso and lateral thighs with my bony veiny hands and fingers. I had a persistent cough for a few weeks that was worsening, and I was generally feeling more and more under the weather, despite this sexy stud looking after me. It had now been 10 days since we met. We were spooning on the couch, and I was coughing like crazy, plus also now sweating. He lay me on my back, propping my head up with some cushions, and proceeded to suck me. I don't know how, as I was now feeling fucking dreadful, but, the boy got me hard. No sooner had he did, he climbed on me and impaled his sweet gorgeous cunt on my nasty death-tool. As I lay there, totally wiped and motionless, he rocked his hips, using his inner muscles to massage my AIDS Dick! I know we were like this for over half an hour, as the TV was on, and a programme I like to watch came and went. I was now getting close to cumming, which he could tell, so, he took his slow deep rocking to an aggressive fast rhythm. I could not hold like I normally would when I would be in control, and just started to cum immediately, as I did I was coughing really badly. The following day it was clear I needed medical help, and was admitted to hospital. My sweet sexy Latino rugby boy was very loyal, and visited every day. He was lucky to be in a position where he didn't need to work, and spent a lot of his free time in the gym and of course playing rugby. However, since we met he was now giving the majority of his free time to what would now be his bugged up Master! I had now been in hospital for 2 weeks, and my loyal boy came in how I had never seen him before; Hunched, shivering, sweating, and complaining he ached all over. Not a word was spoken as he just naturally climbed into my hospital bed beside me, and snuggled in close. One of my assigned daytime Doctors walked into my room ...

I second Slammer in LA - and agree that many of the best spots closed - like Man's Country/Bijou/Eagle/Deeks/Manhole (Chicago), Faces (East St Louis), My Place/Mack (San Francisco). I would also add, that while not true dark rooms (they are baths, playspaces, bars or resorts) these can be heaven for cocksuckers and anon load takers like me: New Orleans: upstairs at the Phoenix or way in back at Rawhide Chicago: The Hole (downstairs at Jackhammer), the back bar at Touche or in the barn at Manhandler Saloon Ft Lauderdale: Slammer 321, Clubhouse II, or InnLeather Phoenix: Chute or Flex Palm Springs: CCBC, All Worlds, Helios, Canyon Club, InnDulge, Barracks San Francisco: Club 442, SF Catalyst, Blow Buddies

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

Shortly after high school I took up residence in an apartment complex, I was Bi sexual But Had never been with a Black Guy before. Next door lived a Black Guy named Anthony He was in His mid twenties, He lived to party and always Had white women over to His place. It was obvious that He liked interracial sex. One night He had a blonde girl about twenty who came over in slut-wear, short shorts and tank top. That night they Had the most intense Fuck session with moaning and screaming. The headboard was banging up against the wall that separated the two apartments I could not sleep, I began wondering what it would feel like to be in her place, Getting Fucked by Black Dick. I reached down and began to stroke my white Dick. During high school there were a few Black Guys who proudly flaunt their Man Hood in the locker room. It was as if they were making a statement to white guys, The Black Guys would talk to each other and grope there Black Dicks. Anyway the next day after coming back from the gym , I noticed Anthony door was not completely shut. So I stopped at the door, I listened at the door But did not hear anything, So I stepped inside and saw Anthony laying on the couch no Shirt in His Boxer briefs, His Black body was lean and muscular it was glistening, "Hey are you alone ? I asked. "Yeah the Dumb Bitch just left. She couldn't even close the door right. She was a noisy Bitch' I could hear you thru the walls last night. "Yeah I bet you were probably getting off on it" He said, Looking at me slyly. I said I was, Had to Masturbate after to get rid of my hard on. I tore her Pussy up real good. I wanted to Fuck her in the Ass, I had her talked into it, And I put my Black Dick in her Ass and she screamed and said it was too big" He groped His Black Dick and started to rub His Black Dick thru the Boxer Shorts, So did you finally screw her in the Ass ? I asked. "Nah, she kept Screaming that it hurt too much, So I ended up Spanking her white Ass real good for teasing me with that Shit. Hey, All this talk is getting me Hard again, He got off the couch, His Black Dick was swinging in His Boxer Shorts. He walked over to the door and closed it and locked the door. And put the dead bolt on the door. He groped Him self, and looked at me. I started to get Nervous and knew that if I stayed I was in for trouble. I said I had better be going, Anthony said whats the rush, He was groping Him self, Anthony was moving close to me, I started backing up into the corner of the room. "Why don't you check out the action down here? He said With His hands on His hips, Displaying a Huge tent in His Boxer Briefs, He Rubbed His Black Dick and pulled His Boxer Shorts off. His Black Dick was Huge, As He walked over to me and said, I've done it with white guys before. He asked if I had done it with Black guys before ? I said No "never" He reached out and grabbed my head and planted a Kiss on my lips. He stuck His tongue in my mouth deep, I opened my mouth wide to gave Him total access to my mouth. He told me to take my clothes off, I hesitated, Strip, He said, I want to see what your body looks like, I removed my shirt and shorts. I was standing there in my Jock Strap, Covering my crotch with my hands, He told me to leave the Jock on. Turn around I want to see that Ass. I turned around and showed Him my Ass. Get on your knees, He said. I Nervously got on my knees, His Huge Black Dick was Uncut and thick, His Foreskin was completely covering His head, It looked like a nipple, He pulled His Foreskin back and showed me His head. You like that chocolate Dick ? I didn't respond, He slapped my face and He pulled the Foreskin back covering the head. And pulled my face closer to His Black Dick, He pulled the Foreskin back uncovering the head. Kiss it , Kiss the head, He said. I Kissed the head, That's good, Now lick the head. I started to lick the head, Than down to His Nuts, I swallowed His Huge Nuts, And than took as much of His Black Shaft down my throat, "Yeah suck it white boy, that's it. "Take it all." I fought the gag reflex and felt the head push way into my throat. This was what I had wanted for so long and it tasted good. After Fucking my mouth for a few minutes. He asked if I had ever taken a Black Cock up my Ass before ? No I said yes but nothing that Big. The thought of that Huge Black Cock plunging up my hole was very tempting But scary. He pushed it down my throat again, And said your a Black Cock Slut! It well Hurt at first, But the Hurt well feel good ! You know you been wanting this Black Dick for a while, I've seen you looking at me. You know you want me to pump your white Ass Don't you ? After breaking you in you'll be Begging me for my Black Dick' He rubbed my Ass hole, That a nice Ass boy. He stuck His finger in my Ass hole. Bend over Bitch, He pulled my Ass cheeks apart, And licked the Hole, And stood up. Your Ass belongs to me Now, Understand ? I nodded, And He instructed me to lie on my back with my legs in the air while He rubbed some lube into my Asshole, First with one finger that another. He positioned His Black Dick against my Ass hole and pushed.. I screamed against the sharp pain. Several more inches went in before I screamed out again. Anthony looked angry, He slapped my Ass Hard. Look white boy you know you wanted me to Fuck your white Ass for a long time. Don't fight it or I'll really tear that Ass up. He pulled off my Jock Strip and pushed it into my mouth. Assume the position boy! I obeyed and this time after the initial thrush He pushed all ten inches up my butt, My Ass was on fire but it felt good at the same time, His Black Dick was stretching my hole wide open. " Yeah boy give that Ass up for your Black Daddy!' Just relax, And let this Black Dick in, He started to ride my Ass good and twisted me this way and that way, Open that Ass up, Occasionally slapping my Ass. He came in my Ass at least three times, He was insatiable. After He was done Fucking me, He reached in His drawer and pulled out a pair of Silk Panties, And said Put these on, These are lady's panties I said, I know You took my Black Dick like a real Bitch. So I'm giving them to you. I slipped them on, There was a bulge where my dick was. He said nice, Your going to be my Bitch now. That day was a new beginning for me, I was a white sex slave for Black Cock! After giving up my Ass to Anthony, He decided that my Ass with just like Pussy, Anytime He was horny and needed a piece of white Ass, He would just come over. He would come over even when I Had company. And made it quite obvious that I was His submissive white boy, By coming over and being very Domineering and occasionally even slapping my Ass in front of other people, One day He took my keys when I wasn't looking and make a duplicate front door key. He said it was to make sure that I was accessible to Him at all times, I started to object, But in a demanding tone, He said I was His property, And there was nothing to talk about. And threw me on the bed, And pulled my pants down, And held me down, And roughly Fucked me, I felt His Black Dick getting bigger and I felt Him Cumming in my Ass, When He was done, He slapped my Ass, And went into the bath room to clean up, I pulled my pants up. How did this happen? It was bad enough that He made me service His Black Dick, But now He Had keys to my place, He could come and go at free well. How did I get my self into this jam. He started to leave His clothes over at my place, And expected me to wash His clothes all the time. When there were not clean He would go into a rage that is Boxer or shirts was not clean. He became more demanding, Anytime He needed money He would want me to spot Him some cash. There was a tall Black Guy that moved in across the hall from me, His name was Jay. He seemed friendly enough and would say Hello as He passed me in the hall way. Anthony became friends with Jay, After that Jay looked at me differently and acted differently, One day I was down at the Jacuzzi, When He saw me, He came over and asked how I was doing? He said He Had been at the gym working out, He Had pulled a muscle and He should get in the Jacuzzi and see if that would help with His sore muscle. Before I knew it He was taking off His shoes and shirt and than came His Sweatpants, He was supporting a nice size Black Dick, And got in the Jacuzzi, He said the Jacuzzi felt good, He asked me to rub His leg ? I said sure And started to rub His leg, He kept saying higher, My hand toughed His Black Dick and He said Yeah that's the spot. I moved my hand away, He gabbed my hand and placed it on His Black Dick, That's the spot, He said. I massage it for a moment, And said I have to go now. As I was getting out of the water, Jay noticed the Hard-on in my briefs. He was getting out of the water too, He Had a Big old Hard-on too sticking straight out too. As I bent down to pick up my towel, He reached out and pulled my briefs down exposing my Ass, He pulled me closer and pushed me down to my knees, He grabbed His Black Dick and said "Suck it " I said I couldn't, Why is it because I'm a Ex-con, ? No I said I'm involved with someone, And I left and went back to the apartment, Anthony came in and asked what I had been up too? Nothing I said I went down to the Jacuzzi for a while. Jay was in the Jacuzzi too, Anthony said did He try to pick you up ? I said No , Why are you lying to me Anthony said, "I'm not lying" Jay said you were down there and you sucked His Black Dick ! I have to Punish you for lying to me, Got to teach you a lesson.” He tried my hands to the bed posts, He pulled my pants down to my ankles, And ripped my t shirt off of me. He removed His Leather Belt, And swung the belt, Striking my torso and Ass repeatedly, I was screaming as the blows mount, It seems that Anthony's vigor increases each time the belt strap strikes my Ass, I started crying . He whips my Ass harder and harder with the belt, clenching His teeth and growling with effort. You’re hurting me, I was sobbing like a little boy, Please, you’re hurting me. He suddenly stopped, And He untied my hands, My back and Ass were red I had marks all over my Ass, Anthony said, I had to do it .. You need to learn ! He got some lotion and put it on my back, Than He rubbed some on my Ass, His Black Dick was Hard, He slipped the head into my Ass, I pushed my Ass back to let Him slid in my Ass, He Fucked me long and deep, He deposed His load in my Ass, And left. The next night we were coming home, When we passed Jay in the hall way Jay was dressed in Leather outfit, I had to take a second look at Him, Anthony saw the way I looked at Jay. When we got inside my apartment. Anthony asked if I liked Jay's Leather outfit, I said Yes" It Sexy' Anthony told me to put on a Jock Strap So I went to my dresser and pulled a Jock out and put it on. He placed a video camera on a tripod and Had it aiming on the bed. When I came out of the bed room, I saw the video camera, And asked what that was for? It's for training, So you can watch the video and improve ! I started to worship His beautiful Black Cock as usual by Deep throating His tool and licking His Balls and Asshole as well. That night He put on a cowboy hat and said He was going to ride my Ass like I was a pony. He Fucked me mercilessly, torturing my Ass with his thick power tool, Fucking me from side to side, stretching my Ass til I thought I couldn't take it anymore. He gripped the Straps of my Jock as He rode and Slapped both of my Ass cheeks with a Strap til they glowed hot red. He Had placed a mirror by the bed so I could see myself worshiping His Manhood and being put through the paces of being His sex slave. He told me that He liked Fucking my tight Ass more than the Cunts of the white women He used to come home with and I believed it from the quantity of Cum that He shot up my bowels. After punishing my Ass quite thoroughly He allowed me to touch myself and after pumping my Cock for just a few seconds, I must have shot over my head with His Black Cock Deep up my Ass. The next day when I got home, There was some Leather siting on the bed with a note. "Where going out tonight, I had just come out of the shower. When Anthony came over , He helped me get dressed, He put the Cock Cage on me and Locked it in place, He put the keys around His neck, Than came a Lather Jock Strip, Than came a Leather body Hardness, Than the Leather Chap's, And a Leather Collar with a leash and finally a pear of Leather boots, And Leather Restraints, He told me to bend over and spread my cheeks And He than carefully jammed a Bullet up my ass, I asked where we were going? And He said to a Leather Bar ! Anthony locked my hands behind my back, And put a Molly in my mouth. And put a Leather Hood over my head, He talked to people and dragged me around the bar by my Leash, A long the way He ran into Jay in Full Leather, He said I see you got your Slave all dressed up, Anthony said you want to see it dance ? He pushed the button on the remote and there was a jolt in my Ass I tried to scream but with the mouth Gag in place I couldn't , Jay reached out and gabbed my Ass , Jay said He was interested in taping my Ass, We got in a Uber to go home. The driver was a Black Guy too. Anthony told Him the address, And we left Anthony and Jay did not remove any thing, excerpt my mouth Gag, Jay unzipped His pants and pulled His Black Dick out In a drunken stupor, He forced my head down to His Black Dick and jammed it into my mouth, Jay Had the remote and gave me a jolt every once in a while causing me to swallow more of His Black Dick down my throat. The Uber driver was getting excited and said how about I drive you for free and you let me in on your slave ? Anthony said sure. When we got home the three Black Guys dragged me into the apartment. They pushed me on the bed and unlocked my heads and re locked them on to the headboard so I was spread eagle. I was so high , Jay sat on my face and told me to eat His Ass hole. And lifted my legs up exposing my Ass hole, The Black driver who's name was Marcus spit on my Ass and put His Black Dick in my hole and slid on in inch by inch slid in my hole, He started to Fuck me slowly, Anthony turned the egg on slowly at first It started to buzz deep in my hole. Marcus was enjoy the Buzzing in my Ass and was Fucking me, Anthony increased the speed of the egg, Which turned Marcus on even more, My Ass was now a vibrating hole now, I was sticking my tongue in Jay Ass hole and swishing it around, Anthony turned the egg up to full blast, My innards were vibrating, My hole was a vibrating pussy now, Marcus was Fucking my hole Deep, He pushed it in my Hole Deep and said I'm going to Cum , , I could feel His Black Dick throbbing in my Hole. He pulled His Black Dick out of my hole, and switched places with Jay, Marcus came up to my face and pushed His Black Dick into my mouth, and I started sucking His Black Dick, Jay slid on in my vibrating Ass pussy, And Fucked me silly, He was calling me a white Slut, And telling me to take His Black Dick, Marcus Black Dick got hard again and started to grow bigger , He put His Load of Black Cum down my throat, Jay was Fucking me like I was a peace of meat, He liked my vibrating Ass Pussy' Than He dropped His Black Seed Deep in my Ass, Marcus was putting His pants back on, and handed Anthony His number and said anytime you need a Uber Just call and we can take it out in trade, Jay was putting His paints on, And He told Anthony That some of His Black Buddy's could use me. And Anthony show the Guys out. Anthony came back into the room, He untied my hands and rolled me over on my stomach, The Guys liked your vibrating Ass so much that I'm going to put another egg in your Ass, He forced another egg in my Ass, And said He was going to Fuck me now. He slid His Uncut Black Dick into my hole And moaned as He Fucked me. He turned the egg's back on and my Ass started to vibrating like crazy, He Moaned again. And pushed His Black Dick in the Hole. He pushed the second egg in my Hole Deep. I could feel the egg's vibrating in my gut as His Black Dick was Fucking me good. He was getting Verbal Saying that I was His white Slave now for Black Men, He turned the egg's up to high speed, And said I'm going to Cum in your Pussy! I felt Him Cumming in my Ass, He turned the egg's off, and went to sleep, His Cock was still Hard when He started to snore, That night He woke up and started to Fuck me again, When He flipped the egg's on, He Fucked me rough and fast , I could feel my self getting ready to Cum, My Ass started to twitch and my Hole started to convulse and my Dick was Cumming, That was all Anthony could stand He Screamed out I'm Cumming too, He released me, and I took off my Leather outfit, When I got to my Jock it was covered with my Cum, Anthony said He loved it. Now I know what they mean "Once you go Black You'll never go Back" The Black guys I have been with have been mostly straight but they sure got off on Dominating a Hot white guy and turning me into their Bitch for the night. Only I have been honest enough to give in to what I really want which is a Hot Black Stud Fucking the Cum out of my hot white Ass. "Opposites really do Attract".

Been seeing this guy who older by 6yrs for 6 months on and off he been to service me regularly at least weekly but today he rings and says Right im coming tomorrow and im going to bring my mate and i need you to be the slut im turning you into im thinking great a morning of action and raw loads Then he goes on to say its time he made it more permanent and that i should now submit totally to him as im going to be his by the end of the day i said right OK im ready for that he said i had no choice as after tomorrow what he says goes and he would control me fully from what i eat wear dress etc and my mobile phone will be edited and he needs to check on a regular basis what ive been doing on the phone who im talking to etc and that i will drink his piss and fluids daily Sell the house and work partime to fit in around his hours of work so we will be together more Then he goes on to say he wants me hair shaved to a number 2, and i have a choice of been either collared permanently or tattooed of which he says he has a design ready for me to get on my back sounds quite large as he said it wud take around 20hrs of work hes paying for that so i have no say in what he gets done on me and also im to get my nipples pierced and any other ink work or piercing he deems fit moving forward i thought great and had was leaking pre at the thought of it But now im thinking is this a step too far or is this the norm for masters to own there boy/slave so now getting anxious as time passes and half of me thinks what the hell the other half is thinking what am i doing any advice from you guys

So my week started out as a regular, non eventful, midsummer week. The sun has been out which drives-up the heat index up, which in turn leaves me even hornier than usual, leaving me, so to speak, 'in heat,", so naturally I've been spending excessive time online looking for cock. And the return on investment had paid off handsomely. To put it bluntly, I've been the lucky bottom for 15 loads in the past 48 hours. I've been in pig heaven, having DNA in my cunt for hours. As I'm writing this, I have a fresh load of jizz in my ass, a gift from a hairy Mexican daddy who dropped by after work because his girl won't put out. He's a regular fuck buddy and always gives my pig hole what it needs. He's always quick, but honestly as a cum dump, I don't want a lot of chit chat. I just want my top to breed my hole. In this occasion we both got what we wanted. He was load 15. I have an over active sexual appetite, and will do what ever it takes to get cum in me. The hunt started 48 hours ago with a post on doublelist for anonymous loads. A 24 year old tatted-up twink showed up to breed me. It was of necessity a quick fuck as he needed to beat his wife home from work. He gave me a nice big load from an average starter dick. Afterwords I spent a few hours on various aps, but no one would commit to breeding me, which left me wondering "What's up with all the chat? Do guys want to chat or fuck? Give up the cum men!" Fortunately I then received an text from a horse hung buddy of mine who wanted to whore me out in one of the two local bathhouses. I was all in, meeting up with my buddy an hour later. We got a room and I went straight to work on his cock. Man I love his nine inch apple headed dick! We deliberately opened the door as he started to fuck me, and, as expected, soon I was sucking the cock of two men who took-up the invitation, as my buddy fucked me, churning up the load the tatted twink had deposited in my ass. After some time, my buddy withdrew from my ass, and encouraged the two other guys to breed my hole, each of whom did just that. Then, using their cum for lube, my buddy when back to work on my ass. Before long, an Asian guy entered the room, and while generally I don't often play with Asians, but as this guy had an eight inch cock, I was determined to feel it in my ass. My buddy and the Asian guy switched places, and the Asian guy did an impressive job on my hole, so when my buddy asked the Asian guy "Do you want to double penetrate this hairy ass?" I was more than ready. Although orchestrating a DP is challenging, when both cocks were finally lodged in my hole it was absolutely amazing. So amazing, in fact, that the Asian guy blew his nut within seconds of my buddy sliding into my ass. AMAZING! As I sucked the last drops of cum from the Asian guy's cock, my buddy finished up his nut in my ass. From there my bud wanted to cruise some, so I parted ways and started hunting again. I took two more random loads, then found a bleached blonde, tatted up punk guy. He was 27 and gorgeous. He put me in the sling and gave me two more loads, loosing it right as his buddy walked into the room pissed that I got the loads! Oh well!! I went home and enjoyed knowing I had my pussy loaded up with seed from six hotties! The next day, horny at work, I decided to leave early and hit the other bathhouse. I arrived and started cruising, then the red bearded cub that checked me came by. He said he was on his break and wanted to fuck really quick. We sneaked him back into the room and dumped a hot load in my ass within minutes of entering me. So hot! I took two more loads from what I suspect to be closeted married guys, yet they are always comfortable going in bare, no questions asked. Works for me! As I lay in my room with the door open, a hot Brazilian, sporting an amazing nine inch cock came in to give me his load. I love how deep he goes, especially when he releases his DNA. He looked quite familiar, so, thinking he was a repeat, he confirmed as much commenting "Yes, I remember your ass. That's why I came back!" As I walked around the bath, I got a raging hard on watching two two black guys breeding. I slipped my cock into the hole of one of the two guys, but when I explained I was mainly a bottom they both dumped a load in me. Lucky 13! I went back to he room to watch some porn when an older daddy came him. The girth on his cock was crazy. As open as my hole was, he hurt a little. Regardless, I gritted my teeth and took his load like a champ. Feeling like my hole was wrecked, I just lay a bit catching my breath. When a short blonde cub entered my room I honestly didn't expect too much, but as it turned-out he was a grower and not a shower. I was turned on my his fat cock, and even agreed to letting him use a rubber. As he worked my cum filled sloppy hole, I could tell he was getting close. He paused to hit the poppers when I asked him "Don't you really want to add your cum to the mix?" He started back fucking, then paused, pulled off the condom and quickly gave me his juice. Fifteen loads! I love it. You can be next!!!

been introduced to a guy who wants to to watch me be fucked by any guy he wants

I was told, if it goes in bare, it stays in bare. That's really mean of the bottom to ask the guy to pull out before he's done.

Another hot scene. Can't wait to find out what the conversation is about.

Hey Men,, This pig want to be pushed to his limits.. to be bred hard, opened wide by fist and dick. and to be finally made into a cumdump.. it has been my longtime desire that needs to be fulfilled.

@Philmeup - On no account should you agree to such significant and permanent arrangements at this stage. Remember that regardless of agreements made concerning slavery, ownership and suchlike in a BDSM context, those agreements would not be legally recognized, for very good reason - our society does not permit enslavement of individuals because of the inherent violations of human rights. While the thought of having some of those rights taken from you might be a turnon for you in certain contexts, once you are in the power of a sociopathic Dominant, you may discover you lose those rights even when you want them. Imagine a day when you really, really don’t want a belly full of his urine - you may have to take it anyway. What if he decides to take things further than you expected? What if he decides you’re going to eat a bowl of his feces, or that you don’t need your testicles anymore? He’s already established that he thinks he has enough ownership and control of your body to permanently mark you with a huge tattoo of his choosing and not yours - why would he stop at that? Of course he wants you to sell the house you own: 1) He doesn’t want you to have anywhere to escape back to, and 2) If he’s going to be “taking care of you”, why would you need any money? Expect him to take it all away from you in one way or the other. This man is a User, and an Abuser. He does not have your present or future welfare anywhere in his mind. When he has milked you dry for all your financial worth and you cease to amuse him and his friends, especially when life catches up with you and you become sick or older than the age he fancies, expect to find yourself discarded and destitute, a wreck of the person you could have been. -OR-! You can very sensibly tell this royal piece of shit and his friend to go eat a bag of dicks and never darken your door again. Actually, I wouldn’t even open the door for him at this point. Sell your house? Please.

Your butt is a breedable thing of beauty!

As a bottom I always expect the top fucking me raw will breed me as well. When a top insists on using a condom, I politely decline and move along. More often than not, the top will see my hole and end up fucking me raw. On those very rare occasions when I give in (he better have a beautifully huge cock for this to happen) and agree to take it safe, I make it a point to keep the used, cum-filled condom, and either empty it in my cum cunt, or save it to add to the devil's dick I'm making in the freezer. What really peeves me off, though, is when a top wants to use a condom and expects ME to supply it for him! Seriously? If you're all about safe sex, then you better be the one carrying protection.

Thanks i thought about renting it out to be honest but not sure if he wud like that idea as ideally he dosent want me to work and to be availble to him all the time and be the house bitch lol

I'll aways remember the first time I watched a scene from Treasure Island Media. It was two brothers who describe how fooling around in HIgh School turned into an intensely primal expression of their love and their bond. Then we get to watch brother breed brother. Watching that unearthed the most intense and primal sexual feelings, as if sex was colors, and I had rediscovered them, not just for being a hot scene, but for activating a more intense, more primal sexuality. But it was also a double edged sword. The idea of being in porn was both something I wanted deeply, but felt impossible because I believed that I was fundamentally unattractive. So you can imagine that I was more than a little bit surprised when their casting department reached out to me, and asked me to fill out an applicant to be a model. I thought it must be a prank. It wasn't until after the interview that I realized it actually fucking happened. I had just interviewed with Treasure Island Media to be a porn star. It was one of the best things I've ever done in my life.

You know that feeling like they're hitting a wall when a guy fucks you in a certain way? They're fucking you and it feels great and then they go deeper and BAM, pain and you feel yourself desperately trying to crawl away from that cock. That's your "second hole'. If you have your wits about you, you can arch your back a little more or shift your ass a bit and find the opening so the next thrust goes into instead of against. I guarantee, he'll groan and moan and will nut in you HARD.

He and I met once before and fucked our brains out. I loaded him up with 3 loads and we exchanged numbers. We promised to connect again and that happened today. I was doing some errands and was passing his way. I went online and was happy to see he was looking for fun. I sent a message on the hook up site. Did he want to connect? I was doing errands and was going to pass by his area on the way home in about an hour. He answered quickly. YES! He sent me his address and I finished my errands. He has an insatiable ass and was horny and so was I. He met me at the door when I arrived and said he couldn't wait for me to breed his hole. We went upstairs and started kissing..both of us taking our clothes off in the process. He bent down and sucked my cock hard. His mouth was a suction. It felt so good. I led him to the bed because I wanted his hole. I positioned myself at a 69 and he was sucking my dick and I was licking and rimming his hole.. I stuffed my tongue into his fuck hole and tongue fucked it for awhile. He was moaning and groaning and sucking me like a hungry pup. I told him to lay down on his stomach and I mounted him. My cock sliding back and forth against his warm moist cum hole. He was writhing back and forth horny with anticipation. I aimed my cock head to his hole and slid home. He felt so warm and good. I started pumping my dick in and out of his slit. He was moaning like a bitch in heat. He started using his muscles to squeeze my cock..IT WAS AMAZING. I would thrust inside and he would hold on tight.. I loved this hole. Grunting and groaning as my orgasm neared I pushed in deep as I could and loaded him up..He fucked back and took every drop using his ass muscles to message my cock squeezing every drop. I kept fucking and my dick stayed hard inside him as he squeezed me. I could feel his wet hole and it was great. I kept fucking and fucking until I dropped another load. I rolled off and took a breather. He sucked me hard again and begged me to fuck him more. And more I did..All total we fucked for a couple hours and I loaded him up 4x. It felt so good rutting like pigs in heat and just loading his hole up. We plan to fuck again soon. Next time we'll do a three way!

My first real gangbang was at "The Club" in STL. In the porn room blindfolded.

@chi4loads please come back and tell your story. yours is some of the best writing on here. as another writer, I know it can be hard when you get a comment from someone who didn't like a chapter you wrote, but there are many more of us who have loved this story. Hope to see more.

Chapter 3 Carl passed me a shot, I quickly swallowed it and shivered as the straight scotch burned its way down my throat. "I think before you suck me you need to get your ass up on the bed and let carl taste your hole while is see if my mates are free at the moment. Unlock your computer then jump up and get your ass in the air, sound ok?" said patrick. I guess it was a question but he said it in a way that there wasn't really much option to disagree. In the back ground Carl had shucked his shirt and jeans. He was commando. He giant ebony cock was already hard and it glinted with a ladder of 5 sets of piercings running up across the top of his cock. I'd seen them under the knob but these were priced across the loose skin on the top. Clearly his ample foreskin had given them room to implant them where others would have struggled. " You heard him baby, get up there and let me taste that white neg ass", Carl was a yank. And his thick southern accent only made me weaker. I unlocked my computer, dropped my boxers and climbed up onto the bed on all fours. Spreading my legs and feeling the cool hair brush past my hole. Carl wasted little time coming up behind me to gently tease my ring with his fingers. Gliding them gently over the hairless puckered surface. Spreading my sheeck he leaned forward and painted his mouth bang on my puckers and started to noisily lick and slurp my hole. In my already drunken state it started to send me crazy. My hard cock hanging down between my legs was dripping, i stroked it a few times but my god his tongue was doing amazing things that just got me too close to blowing. In the background i could hear Patrick clicking away typing, i looked over my shoulder to see him messaging someone on BBRT. "How long since you been fucked baby?" asked carl as he gently teased just my ass lips with the tips of his fingers. " About 8 weeks, he was a semi regular, pretty small only about 5 inches" "And how long since you've had a cock like mine or Patti's?" "I don't think I've ever had once your size", I tried to remember as Carl resumed his masterful work on my hole. "My ex was the biggest i've had he was about 7 inches but no where near as thick as you, He tore me though just not preparing me" I had started to slur and probably should have stopped talking. "It turned me on him summing in me, he liked to say he busted my cherry, he always used condoms though. I want on prep, but i stopped. I guess i should have kept going, i mean maybe we shouldn't.." "Shhh.." Patrick had appeared at my side and slid his jockstrap down . It was bigger than the pictures. The uncut knob was pierced and drooling precum, his heavy hairy balls hung down low, spread down by a cock ring. He grabbed my head and pressed my face to them, I could smell his slight musk and manliness. I had always though bulls balls and beer can cocks were for the movies. But here I had a 9 inch beer can on a poz muscle god and a 10 inch pierced black rod on this rough black man with an amazing tongue. "How long since your last prep tablet?" Pat asked. "2 weeks", I mumbled as i tongued his balls. "I can take one now, that way you can fuck me bare, i know its not perfect but.." "Shh, enough talking" he pushed my face back to his balls. "Keep licking. Lets just see where things go. Lets have another shot, maybe you can just suck us off that would be safe, wouldn't it?" I looked up past the massive pierced leaking cock over his hairy bulging pecs. God he was sexy. My hole twitched thinking about that cock as Carl continued to eat me out. I couldn't believe how strong his tongue was. All standing up we moved over for shots. One for each of the, and an extra for me. I had started to feel queasy with this one and explained i needed to lay down. As i collapsed backwards on to the bed carl lifted my legs and got back to work. "Keep him occupied, I'm going to duck down and grab Gary and Mark." Carl gave a thumbs up as he continued his work on my hole, occaisiaonlly biting my ring now interspersed with his tongue. My head lolled side to side and the room was starting to spin. I think I'd had too much but i was determined to keep it down. That was good scotch.

Walking around the bathhouse/bar and wondering if the guy who just smiled at you was the guy you never saw who had fucked you earlier. Having someone randomly walk up to you and ask if you're ready for another load. Being introduced to someone by his partner and seeing the look of panic on his face when he realizes where he knows you from. Then seeing him relax as you play the "Nice to meet you" game (and knowing I'm gonna get his dick again to thank me for being discrete).

Oink?Oink?Oink☣️☣️☣️☣️!! Fuck yeah, 2 hot twink Poz brothers...the fuck flu is racing down the track for the second young cum dump...a true whore ?

In this case, I tried to indicate that Curt had a reputation for harassment of lots of people and Jeff's issue was the breaking point. Apparently I failed. I understand wanting to avoid stories/chapters that don’t work for you, but at what point do authors start putting in warnings? Most of the topics that this story is about are disturbing to many people. For example, someone who has had to deal with anal perforations probably doesn’t want to hear about someone getting their hole brushed before sex to increase their odds of converting. Do I warn about that? (Too late) There are several stories on here that I stopped reading or skipped over chapters when I found parts that didn’t turn me on. Just because I don’t like it doesn’t mean that others won’t. Its hard enough to write/edit one of these stories to also try and guess what might turn some readers off (besides the post that says what’s not allowed) and put a list of warnings at the top. Your comment was that I break it out if I continued the storyline of Curt. I assumed that the only reason to break it out into a different thread was because it was too dark and violent compared to the rest of the story. If the story tells about Curt becoming a monk, brewing trappist ales and becoming the abbey cocksucker, does that warrant a new thread? If he becomes a slutty gay bottom, is that a chapter or a thread? There are a thousand ways Curt’s character could develop and only some might warrant breaking out from the main story because it is too different. That’s why I replied. As far as getting sidetracked, it appears we already did. I was working on a 5 chapter chunk with Joe and Kyle, but right now I don’t really have any interest in working on it. I guess it's time for a break and see if the spark rekindles.

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

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

I recently bred a college trans guy for the first time. It was fucking hot, all he cared about was taking my raw dick and having me cum inside him. Definitely planning on breeding him again (and hopefully pozzing him). Never considered fucking a ftm guy before him but now I wanna do it over and over, definitely a hot experience everyone should try at least once.

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

Part 8 Blake was placed on his back, wrists still connected to his collar. The men held his legs wide apart, putting his rosebud on full display. His pussy was a bright red colour, and stuck out about 1/2 inch. Cum oozed out and ran down his pure, white ass, leaving a lovely pink trail. I fingered his bud while he moaned. "Push out!" I ordered. He pushed, causing his rosebud to pulse in and out while gobs of goo filled my hand. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue!" He did without hesitation. I slapped a handful of his ass goo onto his tongue while I told him to keep his mouth open and push. More filled my hand and I slapped it onto his face, rubbing it onto his eyes for even more pain. One more handful was rubbed into his hair. "That's how my bitch should be. Filled with and covered with niggah cum! SWALLOW!" He did so like a good slut while I rubbed the prickly bristles of the brush against his inflamed, raw cunt. I pressed harder into his flesh, pushing deeper before dragging it across his exposed intestine. He groaned in pain as he flung his head back and forth, almost crying as I scraped the brush over his torn lips, unable to move as the men held him tight. Soon the brush was coated in a nice, sticky goo. I sprinkled some T on the coffee table and rolled the brush in the powder, covering it. I put the tip against his rosebud as some placed a popper rag over Blake's nose. Then I started pushing. Slowly. Giving it a little twist with each push. And it wasn't a small brush. 3 inches around probably, and very stiff bristles that didn't give as they twisted deeper into the teen. Blake screamed as tears flowed from his eyes. But I did not stop until i had all six inches in his guts. Blake's screams died down to a continual low moan as the brush scraped him deep inside. I ran my finger over the coffee table, getting the rest of the T and rubbed it all over his flaming rose. Then I grabbed the handle and pulled out the hairbrush in one fast tug. Blake screamed like he was possessed as the men held him tight while the sharp bristles inflicted unimaginable pain. As soon as the brush was out, I placed my five fingers in the opening left behind, and pushed my hand in. Blake's pussy was such a torn mess by now, that my large hand slid right in. At least, if there was resistance, I didn't care. In ten seconds, my wrist was covered with a bright, red rose. I pushed deeper, making a fist and punching Blake's prostate. Blake just moaned incoherently as I pushed my fist back and forth inside him. Soon Blake let out a howl and started pissing. I pounded his prostate as piss flowed from his tiny little shriveled up dick. Soon the piss stopped as clear fluid started leaking out of his pathetic cock. As I continued to work his prostate, Blake started fucking back on my arm. "Ah fuck Sir! I'm cumming!" He screamed. I knew he wasn't actually cumming. His drug filled body and my fisting made him feel like he was. He moaned and tried to take more of my arm into him. I laughed as I looked down on him. When he woke up this morning, he could have never in a million years guessed he'd wind up a white boy puppet on a black mans arm. I smiled as I imagined his life. An 18 y/o high school senior, rich, probably popular, maybe has a girlfriend. Now here he was, high as fuck, gangfucked, abused, a cumdump whore to niggahs, riding his new owners arm. I was so fucking turned on knowing how I was destroying little Blakey, that I had to come again. I shoved my cock into my new teen slut, and jerked myself off inside him as he cried in pain. I pulled out of him and turned him over to the men. I knew most of them would cum again. I turned around as Blake had his nose buried in a dude's pubes as another guy punch fucked his ever increasing rosebud. I just let the men have their fun as I poured a nice cognac and lit one of Daddy's cigars. I grabbed Blake's phone, and the stupid fucking fag didn't even have a lock on it. I perused his contacts. Yup, girlfriend, lol. Lots of friends. Several different group lists, handy. Even a Father someone. So Blake is a Catholic boy? Sweet. I put his phone down, and picked up mine. Guys had sent me the vids they took so far tonight. I had great fun over the next couple of hours as I edited a really filthy video of my whore. My favourite was when I was fucking him and he was looking right into the phone, begging and moaning like a depraved fag. When I was happy, I sent the video to basically EVERYONE in his phone, along with a written confession. It was only a matter of minutes before replys started coming in. I wanted to save them for later. Eventually the sun started coming up, and Blake was still taking cock. He was moaning as he laid, barely moving on a guy as he was getting double fucked again. After they came in the boy, I had to break up the party. I new better than to spend more time at the house. I told the guys to come over to my place later if they still want to fuck my new meth slut. I tied Blake up after the men left, so I could steal some shit. I emptied out Blake's closet. Lots of nice clothes and shoes. I found $5000 in cash, but not much else. I didn't want to steal enough they actually call the cops, just to think their niggah loving faggot son took it. I loaded up Blake's car, a sweet mustang, put the naked boy in the trunk, and took off. I wanted to unload my shit in a hurry, so I sold the clothes in one lump, and took the car to a chop shop, but not before I had locked Blake in the trunk of my car. Back at my place, I snuck a naked Blake up the back stairs. He walked in pain as i had a huge plug up his hole. I lived in a shithole place, but it served its purpose. I could split fast if I needed to. It was a one bedroom, and all I had was a t.v. and a couple of chairs in the living room, and a nasty, stained mattress on the floor of my bedroom, with a desk, chair and light. I took a chain and chained Blake's collar to a radiator. I sat in the chair and shined the light on Blake. He looked like shit, covered in all kinds of filth. Spun as fuck, his eyes darted around the room. I watched as his newely released hands touched the plug, trying to shift it more comfortably. Smack!! I slapped him hard. "Don't touch yourself without permission bitch!" He cowered in fear as he realized the reality of his situation. "Get it through your head now, slut. I said I owned you. I meant it. Your my property now to use as I want." As I said this I reached for his phone. There was at least 20 texts unread. I pulled the plug forcefully out, eliciting a loud cry. I smiled as I pushed my hard cock into the wet, sloppy gash. I opened the videos as I played the one I edited. It was 10 minutes of Blake being treated like a 2 dollar whore, while he begged and moaned for more. I could tell Blake was turned on by the vid, as he watched himself get debased and used. Every nasty event of the night was included in the vid. Then I opened his text. First I showed him the text he sent to his contacts. I made him read it out loud as I fucked him. "Hey all! Just thought I'd finally come clean about shit. Its taken me years to admit this. I'm a faggot. I'm a filthy, depraved, sick and twisted cumdump. My purpose in life is to take cum in my holes. Today, i have taken more than 30 loads of hot man cum. I worship big, black, niggah cock. Im a pathetic whore who is now owned by a beautiful ebony pimp. Tonight he sold my ass for a gangbang. He only charged them $5 each because thats how low i am. Black cock after black cock fucked me. Men i dont know. My ass was filled with cum. Poz cum included. I begged this one huge, black buck with a 12 inch cock to poz my little, white ass. I drink piss because im a niggah's toilet. I am proud to be my Masters drugged up fuckhole." Blake could barely get through reading this, as he was crying. His humiliation only made my cock harder. Destroying white boys is the ultimate rush! Then I made him read the responses, telling me who each of the people were to him.

If I cum just from getting fucked (not jacking off) I find that I can keep on going (in fact, it usually just makes me hornier). I usually tell guys when we first start fucking that if I cum, just keep going--I can take it (and love it!)

CHPT 11 - The State Fair – Cum In This Ride: I came awake slowly to find Pa on my back, his left hand stroking my face as his hips worked his raw dick around inside my ass. “Damn sissy, I can’t stay angry with you, not when that ass opens like a Texas bluebonnet and lets me settle in so fucking deep!” I don’t know how long I had been knocked out, or where exactly we were, as I had passed right out after my last set of shots. The RV slowed a little, made a turn, Pa’s weight shifted on me, the RV turned again, and Pa swore as he picked up his pace, “Fucking Christ, we’re here.” His slimy dick yanked out of my ass and a stream of hot liquid followed in a gush. I was shocked and quickly stuck my hand down to my hole as Pa laughed, “Left you full of piss. Surprised it stayed in that long.” Then he was dressed and making his way to the front of the RV. Now that I was awake and he was off me, I could feel the bloat and pain from being filled with so much piss, rolled off the bed trying to miss the wet spot, and stumbled into the small toilet. By the time I was done the RV was traveling at a snail’s pace, so I grabbed a pair of shorts off the floor and made my way up front where Brett was driving and Pa was waving his arms around trying to convey directions. Brett and Pa were arguing over which way to turn and while they were busy fussing at each other, I curiously looked out at the windows and saw several signs that said TEXAS STATE FAIR. The RV wound its way through various parking lots and side streets, swerving to miss people moving equipment, and as it did I caught glimpses of Big Tex, the statue that I would come to learn was the symbol of the fair, various rides, the Cotton Bowl stadium, and a huge ass Ferris wheel. I think we made a circuit three complete times before Pa decide he wanted us to stop. When we did, he told us to stay put, hopped out, and strode off through one of the gates, melding into the crowd of workers. Brett got out of the driver’s seat, stepping over me, stretched, sighed, then said, “Holy fuck can it get any hotter. God damn A/C ain’t worth shit. We’ve got to do something about it or we’ll cook for sure! Grab me a soda will you and go on back and get me a joint and a plate of snort.” I must have looked bewildered as Brett helped me stand, gave me a hug, “Sorry bro, I forget your shots fuck you up a while and the last ones were a double dose. Come on. I’ll show you. Let’s get you right because if I know Pa he will want that pussy of yours primed and ready.” Several white lines later I was feeling good and my ass was on fire as Brett bent me over the dining table and was fingering my ass, coating it up with a big booty bump when Pa flung the RV door opened and joyously hopped in the RV, followed closely by a man who could barely fit through the door. “Umm, yeah, Mr. Gleason, thanks again. Like I told you. I’m all set, got everything you ordered – everything,” as Pa looked at me and then Brett. Mr. Gleason wiped his brow and flung the sweat onto the floor before replying in a slow drawl, “Alright. Well, as I said, you report to the main office first thing every morning. The foreman will tell you where to work for the day.” Then pointing to me and Brett he continued, “For this, 10 free a day for my workers, everything else you sell – and I mean everything – you bring me 15% off the top before I lock up each night. Understand me boy?” Pa did not look happy and Mr. Gleason wedged himself back out the door, with Pa close behind. I looked at Brett who just shrugged, bent me back over, and worked his fingers around in my ass a few more minutes until I was sweating like a demon and begging like a bitch to be fucked “FUCK IT HARDER – PLEASE – DEEPER MAN, OH FUCK IT,” I was practically screaming when Pa came back and cuffed Brett upside the head. “What the fuck you little shit! I told you, you got your part to play and sissy has his unless you want to be the cunt, I’m fine with that.” Brett muttered under his breath, eased out of my ass, and I turned around literally panting in need and looked at them both in confusion and frustration. Pa gave me a big bear hug and said, “Damn, I knew this would work and I’m telling you, I have not seen an ass like yours in fucking forever. It just won’t quit will it. Curtis did me right, yes he did.” Curtis? That name rang a bell, I had a few fleeting images in my head, then nothing, so as the RV started up again I sat by the table while Pa directed Brett. A few minutes later we passed Gate 11 and turned and as we saw Gate 12 Pa said, “Pull in there, between those two trailers, easy now, easy.” We were in a lot with about a dozen other RVs, camper trailers, and several large semi trailers that were unhooked and folks were pulling equipment out. It was between two of those that we parked. Pa hopped out, spoke to a guy who seemed to be directing everyone, came back in and said, “Yep. We’re good. This is home for the next four weeks. Sit down. We’re only a day late, so have some catching up to do, so we need to get to it.” Pa rolled a joint, Brett made us drinks, I snorted a few lines, and we all sat at the table. Tapping the large sign on lime green paper that said BUMPER CARS in big, black letters that was leaning against the window Pa filled us in. “Mr. Gleason has kindly allowed us to park here until the fair is over. It does not officially start for another 8 days, but we will be working. After we are done here, we can spend the rest of the day setting things up, then I will start making the connections.” Brett let out his smoke, coughed, shook his head, “Damn, that’s good. Pa, you know he’s still a little…well you might need to be a bit clearer.” Pa looked at me, “Oh yeah, right. You like to get fucked right? Suck dick? Take nutt in that ass? Well you do and from the way you were wagging that tail earlier with Brett’s fingers buried up there you are ready and raring to go. Here’s the deal, plain and simple. Your ass is going to be open 24/7. See this sign? This ain’t for no bumper car ride, its for what we’re offering in here – your ass, and his dick, and all the party favors, weed, and other debauchery this fucking piece of shit RV can hide.” Pa took a long hit on the joint as Brett smiled, then Pa continued, “Until the fair opens, you two will be keeping the workers happy. As much as they want and all you can take. Brett, while I’m out hustling up business, you need to stay here and manage things proper. I’m the fucking ring master in this little circus of ours, but you two are the main show.” Pa then held out three plastic IDs on lanyards, “These will let us move around the grounds, anyplace we want to go. I’ll give you a break when I can, but business comes first understand? Your pussy and your dick,” he said looking at me then Brett, and then looking back at Brett he lowered his voice and firmly said, “And your ass too if I say so.” Brett shook his head, glowered at Pa, but did not talk back – at least to his face, he would wait and do that later when we were alone. Pa then had us stand up, took out his set of keys, undid the padlocks, and flipped open the benches around the table. The spaces underneath were brimming with pot, pills, crystal, and more drugs than I could imagine. Pa shut the lids and said, “Brett handles this side of the business. Every night we will settle up. Only those with a ticket like this one that matches the sign gets in. If they got a ticket, they have paid me. I will write on the back a ‘S’ for sissy’s cunt, ‘D’ for dick down, or ‘X’ for party supplies with marks for what and how much. You understand?” I just shrugged and grabbed the plate and did some more lines. My ass was really burning now and I was ready to get this show on the road. Once Pa was done, we got to work, set blocks under the RV wheels, unwound the canvas canopy that hung off the side and pulled some chairs down from the roof along with a couple milk crates to make a shaded sitting area between us and the equipment trailer beside us. I guess it was good we did not have neighbors as we were already getting a few glances from people walking by, smelling the 420, and lord knows what else wafting from the RV. Once we were done, Pa downed a soda, then headed back out, telling us to wait. I tried to get Brett to fuck me, but he wouldn’t and just offered me more drugs. I was wired as shit, and bouncing off the walls when Pa came back with a two greasy, sweaty, men. One of them disappeared around one of the trailers and reappeared dragging some cables and two big, black hoses. He hooked these up on the far side of the RV, while the other guy and Pa bolted a window A/C unit into the back window, then covered the space around it with plastic and duct tape. The RV now had power, a line for the toilet, running water, and A/C that worked, so we were set. Pa invited the two guys inside, gave them each a joint, then told me to go to the back. I knew what was up and immediately stripped and soon one of the guys was standing over me, his pants unzipped, his soft dick hanging there as he hit the joint. He did not say a word as I sucked him, got him hard, and was rewarded with a hot load of cum in my mouth. He zipped up, left, and the second guy came in. He paused, looked to the front, fussed with the curtain to make sure it was closed, then whispered, “Is it OK if I fuck you?” HELL YES!!! I practically jumped on him as I got on my hands and knees and pushed my eager hole back to him. He wasted no time in grabbing the bottle of lotion sitting on the table, slicking his dick up, then sliding into my hungry ass. Far too soon the fuck was done, and I was even hornier, not less. I pulled my shorts back up and went out front, just as Pa was finishing a microwave meal. Pa tossed a key to Brett and said, “OK, you two go walk around, get familiar with the place. Find a couple spots where you can do a fuck away from the RV if we need to. Try over by the animal barns and the food pavilions. I have to go do some work for Mr. Gleason but will start finding us some of the carneys who want the hustle, so be back here by 6:00 p.m., understand?” Pa left, Brett said he wanted a quick shower, and I was suddenly alone. Alone. Why did that unsettle me. I felt fuzzy headed, yet clear and focused at the same time – well focused on dick. Shit, that was all I could think about. So I did some more drugs and swayed a bit when I stood up. Something was bugging me. I couldn’t quite focus on it, but I stepped out of the RV, walked around to the back, opened the engine compartment, and stood there staring at it. I had this itch, this thing clawing at my head. My head started to feel like it was being squeezed and my eyes tightened, but I calmly reached in, felt around, and pulled out a small black box that had been hidden up under the inner frame. I held it for a moment, turned it around and around, then slid the lid back, pulled out the piece of paper, unfolded it, and read, “JD”, along with a phone number, and then another number. At the time I knew it meant something, and was mine, but just not what. I heard the water stop, quickly replaced the box, closed the lid and hustled back inside. Brett came out of the shower, dripping, and asked, “What were you doing?” I rubbed the white off my nose, “Nothing. Just seeing what those guys tied the power lines into in case something breaks, you know?” Brett shrugged, went to the back, opened a drawer, and started pulling out clothes. “Come here. I want to walk around and you need to learn how to read folks. How to find those men that want that ass, or who wants my dick, and how to avoid those guys that don’t.” I was a bit confused as I sort of thought they all did, but obeyed, and soon Brett was locking the RV door and he and I were winding our way through the trailers, through the gate, and onto the fair grounds. I was craving more drugs, and asked Brett if we could go back. He just shook his head and said when we get back to the RV he would give me a little brown bottle for my powder, but also poppers, and in the meantime he offered me his cigarette. I shook my head, we kept walking, and Brett tried to educate me about the signs. After a while I thought I understood. Some of the men we passed would glance our way but then pay us no mind. Others would look again, cautiously, and a few would stare openly. But a couple appeared outright hostile and called us names. I guess the skimpy shorts I was wearing with half my ass hanging out and Brett’s dick practically poking though his shorts was a clear and loud message about what we were looking for, but we just continued on our way, scoped out some little nooks and areas we might be able to do a quick fuck or suck, and kept walking around. We were on our second circuit of the grounds when Brett decided he needed to go off on his own. I figured he found someone to fuck and agreed to meet him back at the RV. I was watching all the workers, fascinated by the mechanics of some of the rides when I saw him and I could not help but follow. The only way to put it was he was a black muscle god. He had on long basketball shorts, sneakers that had seen better days as his toes partly showed, a dirty t-shirt stuffed into the back of his waistband, and a long stick in his right hand with a blue plastic bag slung around his neck. Every muscle in his body flexed as he walked and my ass twitched and got wet. Every few feet he would stop, jab at some piece of trash that was on the ground with his stick, then knock it off in the bag. Anything too big for his stick he would just kick to the side. He also had on a ratty baseball cap turned backwards, a cigarette behind each ear, and headphones playing music loud enough for anyone within 10 feet to hear. Almost in a trance I followed him from a distance, and watched, my hunger building. He never spoke with anyone, even other carney folks. After a while he made his way back toward the Port-A-Potties where the carnies went. There were a couple picnic tables just off to the side, he sat on top of one, his legs spread wide and a long, thick dick clearly hung to the right that he kept adjusting. The way he sat, and with the sun setting behind him, his dick was like a shadow, a dark monster in hiding waiting to attack. The guy finished his cigarette then laid back on the picnic table, his feet up on the end tapping in time to the music, knees raised, hands on his chest and eyes closed like he was going to take a nap. A few guys came and went to the Port-A-Potties and the black guy did not move. I could not explain at the time why, but I was entranced, drawn to him, and horny beyond belief – and scared. Why was I scared? I don’t know – or well I didn’t know then, but maybe I could sense he was trouble. After a while he got up, sauntered down the way a bit, unlocked a small building, went inside, and came back out carrying a black trash bag that was about ¼ full, locked the door, and headed towards the gate where the DART rail train was. I continued to follow him, watching, wanting, hoping, but all I saw was him swipe some toys and a few other pieces of small shit from some boxes when some of the other works were not looking and stuff them in his bag. He got on the train and I wound my way back to the RV feeling sad, and I guess lonely. Brett was sitting outside the RV when I got there and he told me to get in back, someone was waiting. There was a little short man lying naked on the bed. I wanted to tell him the bed was wet with piss that ran out of my ass, but thought ‘whatever’ and got undressed. I then left him there a minute longer as I opened the door, totally naked, and asked Brett where the plate was. He came in, showed me where he had hidden it, left, I snorted, then went to the back again. The man was jacking his stubby little dick like he was on fire. I thought to myself, “What the fuck do I do with that?” He then rolled over, contorted himself so he could reach his own ass and begged in a muffled voice since his face was in the pillow, “Fuck me. Come on. Give it to me NOW!” OK, that was all I could take and burst out laughing and walked back out front. I could hear the guy swearing, I opened the door and said to Brett, “Yeah, this one is for you.” Brett strode inside like he was king shit, and my ass twitched. He told the guy to raise his ass up and shut the fuck up and slam fucked him as the guy cried and whimpered. Watching Brett made me hard and I started to jack my dick, wishing it was my ass being pummeled like that. Yet, at the same time in my mind I was wishing even more it was the black guy’s dick. Oh well, have to work with what you got, so as Brett pummeled the guys ass, slamming his raw dick in over and over I edged closer and closer to watch. Brett turned his head, saw me, smiled, and yanked his dick out of the guy’s ass making him cry out. “Shut the fuck up!” Brett said. The guy scrambled around, franticly jacking his dick as Brett grabbed my arm, pushed me forward onto the bed and punched his dick head in my hole. I yelped, Brett bellowed, “FUCK YES SIS – OPEN THAT PUSSY UP!” and the guy then flopped on his back, his eyes looking at me with untold excitement, anger, lust, and he jacked his dick harder than before. “YOU WANT MY DICK?” Brett yelled at the guy who just whimpered and whined and I was disgusted, “GET YOUR ASS UP. THIS ASS IS WAY BETTER SO TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT, TELL ME, YOU GOT EXTRA CASH ON YOU? WANT MY LOAD UP YOUR HOLE? TELL ME? HOW MUCH YOU GOT? HOW MUCH!!! The guy squeaked out he had another $100 so Brett yanked his steel hard dick out of my now open hole and slammed balls deep into the guy, once, twice, three times, and on the fourth slam he tensed and I watched in envy as every muscle in his body went taut, shook, and I knew the guy was getting Brett’s load. Brett pulled out of the guy’s ass in one stroke, the guy started mumbling, Brett bent down, picked the guy’s pants off the floor, emptied the pockets of all the cash in them which looked a lot more than $100, handed the guy his pants and said, “Bring more next time. Now get the fuck out.” It took the guy two tries to get the door shut on the RV on his way out because he was so flustered. Brett locked it, strode back to me with his dick swinging hard and slimey, and asked, “You want my load now sissy? And this is yours.” I was confused as I looked at the wad of bills he tossed at me and said, “But you just came. Right?” Brett laughed, shook his head as he lit a smoke, blew it my way, set it down, stood with his hands on his hips and wiggled his dick, “No. I faked it. His ass was so fucking open it was like fucking air. Nasty fuck, and a bit dirty too. Now you either lick me clean or I swipe myself clean up your ass.” I eagerly got back on my hands and knees and closed my eyes as Brett slowly stroked my hole. “FUCK ME! DEEPER!! OH PLEASE FUCK ME!!!” I cried as the RV rocked and Brett banged me and gave me his saved nutt. We were lying together on the bed, Brett still inside me as he smoked and let his dick cure in my ass juice when a knock came on the RV door. Brett groaned and said, “Hell, Pa must have found someone. You ok? Clean your plate. I’ll set up some more.” Brett pulled on some pants, went up front, I could hear a guy say, “I got a ticket. Bumper car right? That’s what he said.” The guy came to the back, I was sitting on the bed, Brett closed the curtain behind him, and I reached out and rubbed the guy’s crotch area through his jeans. He moaned a little, I rubbed harder, then put my face on the growing lump and blew, then spit, then blew again, and his dick swelled. He was not as big as Brett, but nice, and he just stood there as I unbuttoned his pants, lowered the zipper, eased his pants down, then sucked on him for a while. When I thought he was ready I stood up, had him sit on the bed, then knelt between his legs as he laid back and I sucked him some more. I paused, stood up, grabbed his dick with my right hand and steadied myself with my left hand on his left thigh, and aimed for my hole. As I began to lower myself he tried to sit up, “Fuck no, wait. I got a condom in my pants, hold on, OH FUCK NO, SHIT….” I had dropped down on his dick and he was now buried up inside me raw. All fight went right out the window as he just lay there and let me ride his throbbing dick. He didn’t want to bareback me, and a couple times tried to push me up and off, but I clamped my ass and bounced up and down harder and harder. “NO PLEASE, I’M GONNA CUM, NO…THE WIFE…GOT TO WEAR A…OH HELL….HERE IT COMES….NO…GOD DAMN IT!!” I angled forward as he pleaded no and bounced my raw hole up and down making sure his dick scraped my ass walls. His balls tightened and as he got ready to shoot he let out a loud moan, grabbed my hips and helped me bounce even higher. When his dick went limp and all fluid was drained, I eased off, knelt down, licked him clean and when I was satisfied, stood up. His head was shaking back and forth in a silent ‘no’ and he looked ashamed as he pulled his pants up and left. I realized I liked that. Taking control. So I hit the plate, cleaned it, told Brett to fill it up, and waited for the next dick. Three guys later and the cum was literally streaming out of my ass and not one of the others had even mentioned a condom. I think Brett fucked someone too from the sounds I heard during my last one, but I was too busy taking a thick Hispanic dick. He was uncut, musky, thick and meaty, and the whole time he fucked he spoke low and sexy to me in Spanish. I have no idea what he said, but it did not matter. Brett and I were both naked and sitting at the table, when Pa came back. He emptied a couple handfuls of cash out of his pockets, smoothed the creases out of the bills, slid the stack into a space under the carpet below the driver’s seat, then told Brett and I it was time for bed. The bed at the back was pretty big as it took up basically the entire back end of the RV, but still, three men in the bed meant we were pretty much on one another, which was just fine. I got a good night fuck from both Brett and Pa and as I closed my eyes, my right hand resting on Brett’s chest, Pa’s dick was nestled in my ass as I worked my ass muscles, trying to get him hard for another round. They both fell asleep long before I did. My mind and body were still racing and all I could think about was the black guy I saw picking up trash. Pa’s dick had softened and slipped out of my ass and I was tempted to get out of bed and go see if I could find another fuck, but instead just laid there, and as I finally drifted off into a fitful sleep the nightmares began, the flashes of other times, other places, other men, but come morning it would all fade away like morning fog facing a sunny day as the second day of my life being the carney whore started. STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 12: Carney Whore **My Name is Mikey contains 16 chapters and new chapters will be posted roughly weekly - or sooner - if there is interest**

These days I get all that sorted before a fuck even starts. If a guy wants my cock he gets it raw and also gets my load.