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Yesterday it was a nice and hot day here at the beach. I was free from work so Decided to go to the nudebeach a couple of miles from here. It was early so I got one of the better spots in the dunes and started tanning. Half an hour later a younger straight couple came by and landed a couple meters furder from where I was. They couldn't see me half but I could see the spot were the guy was laying very clear. I would say that they where around 19 and both look very hot and sexy. The guy had short dark hair, a swimmersbody and a nice cock between hit leggs. The girl had long blond hair, firm tits and a slim body. Since I am gay she looked nice, but I was hot for him. After an hour I went for a swim and it was not to long after I was in the sea that the couple came and joined me. We started talking and they told me they where from germany. They told me they live at a trailerpark and loved to be naked all day. After our swim they came and lay with me. They asked me stuff about my hometown and why I was there alone. When I told them I have a daddy and that he was on holliday they where interested in my sexlife. I told them some things and I saw the guy getting hard. The girl told me that they dated a lot of couples and that they both are bi-sexual and loved to fool around with the samesex whet they dated couples. After a while her phone rang and she told us she was going for a walk while talking to the phone. When she was out of sight the guy (who introduced himself as Danny) came and sit close to me. He said that he was hard because of my stories and said that I had a nice big dick. He grabbed my dick and started stroking it. I was so horny that I took his dick in my mouth and I started sucking him. His cock tasted like sex and I loved it. After a couple of minutes he came down on my cock and sucked me like a pro. When my cock was rockhard and wet he lay in front of me and lined his hole in frond of my cock. I was surprised, but shoved it in his ass and by my surprise he was wet and open. I started fucking him hard and he whispered in my ear that I needed to be quick. I moaned and told him he had a nice lose and wet hole. Sloppy you mean he said and told me he loved baresex. That brpught me over the edge and I shoot my load deep in his willing hole. When I finished I pulled out and he sucked me clean. He gave me a note and told me to call him an hpur after they wpuld leave. After half an hour Sandy came back and told me they needed to go because she was meeting a friend in an other city and that danny needed to go to the gym. After 15 minutes I got so excited that I packed up my stuff and went home. On the way home I watched the nudes I took from Danny when we finished fucking and my cock was throbbing. Finally home I took a shower, cleaned my ass and put on some porn. When the hour was passed I picked up my phone and called Danny. He picked up the phone in a sec and moaned that he was licking up my sperm and wanted my adress. After 10 minutes he nocked on my door and there he was, tanktop, sweatpants and sneakers. When he came in he took down my sweatpants and started sucking my hard cock. I grabbed his head and fucked his mouth hard and deep. Then I turned around and he licked my ass, damn was I in heaven. We did some dirtytalk and he stoot up and shoved his hard 7 inch in my willing hole. He fucked me hard for a couple of minutes saying he loved fucking gayguys bareback. After speeding up his pace he breeded me deep and I felt his sperm shoot deed inside me. Damn was I in heaven again. We kissed like crazy and I led him to my bedroom. We took some beer and he begged me to fuck him hard all day. My cock was rockhard and he started telling me he loved cheating his girl and even lets his friends seduce his girl and let them fuck her. I grabbed him and rammed my barecock in his wet hole. I fucked him hard, dumped my load and continuing to fuck him. After 3 hours of fucking I dumped my 6th load of the day and collapsed beside him. His hole was dripping my cum and even I had a wt hole with 3 loads in it. He told me it was the hottest man on man sex he had ever had and that he loved all the cum in his ass. He didn't asked my status but only told me he loved the risk. He left after we took a shower and told me he would be back the next day till his holliday ends in about 4 weeks.. I am still rockhard writing this and he just left an hour ago with 2 loads in his ass.. Who knows I write down more stories to come. I hope my daddy will like him when he comes back next sunday..

Sunday Morning Sluts Aiden and I have very different sleep schedules. He’s a night owl and thinks nothing of staying up to three or four in the morning. This means that he usually sleeps in to at least eleven on a Sunday morning. On the other hand, I can barely stay awake after midnight. Perhaps this was a factor impacting our sex life; we never seemed to be awake in bed at the same time. It also meant that our accepted routine was that I would get up and do stuff on weekend mornings long before he awoke, providing the perfect opportunity to slip away for some action. I sent him a text to let him know where I’d be, knowing that he would read it when he woke up. “Babe, I’m going for a walk to the lake. Be back by noon.” The lake is where I would have been going in the hopes of a repeat of the previous day if I hadn’t already make plans with Danny. Just before ten I walked down to the main street on which the restaurant is located and after making sure no-one saw me I ducked into the alley. By the time I got there I was already semi erect as I had always lusted after Danny even though I had always considered my desire off-limits. My experience with Brent and Brad had made me want more than I was getting from Aiden, and Danny’s enthusiasm eradicated any guilty feelings that I was encouraging him to cheat. After all, it was Danny that suggested hooking up to me, not the other way around. Now all I wanted was to fuck his sweet ass and load him up, and if Danny returned the favor I would be more than thrilled. We hadn’t discussed anything about who would top or bottom, but over the years we had known Chuck and Danny I think it had been pretty obvious that Aiden and I were both bottoms. Of course, since I had discovered the pleasure of sliding my unprotected cock up a juicy tight hole I was now as much a top as a bottom. Just as long as all the loads ended up in holes I was happy. As I walked up to the back door of the restaurant it suddenly opened and Danny dragged me inside, planting a very hot and voluptuous kiss on my mouth. Naturally I responded in kind and our tongues were feverishly exploring each other while our hands were all over each other’s bodies. Danny drew back for a moment. “Oh Fuck, Greg. I’ve wanted you so bad since I first met you.” I smiled back at him and responded. “Yeah, me too. Always. But always tried to be a good boy.” After the kissing and wandering hands the only thing that was good about me was good and hard. I couldn’t wait to fuck or get fucked by Danny. But Danny had other ideas. Putting his hand on my raging boner he chuckled. “Not so fast, we can take our time. Aiden doesn’t know where you are, right?” “Nope. He was still asleep when I left. I texted him to say that I was going for a walk to the lake.” Danny grinned. “Oh yeah the lake. I know all about the lake. Does Aiden know what goes on at the lake? Do you?” I placed my hand on the prominent bulge in his jeans. “The lake. The hidden men’s room. Horny guys looking to fuck. I found out yesterday.” He opened his mouth slightly and seductively licked his lips. “Cool. I love that place. I often sneak out there when I’m supposedly running errands.” Things were getting really interesting really fast. It had never occurred to me that Danny, or Chuck for that matter, might be fucking around behind each other’s backs. I had always assumed that they were a monogamous couple like Aiden and me. Although I had noticed the way Danny would look at me before, he had never suggested doing anything before that Friday night. Something must have changed. I was really curious and I had to ask him. “Danny, I’ve seen the way you look at me, but you’ve never suggested messing around before. What changed?” Danny was silent for a few moments, as if he was trying to come up with something appropriate to say. “It’s a small world, Surprisingly so. I’m in regular contact with two college buddies of mine who just happen to live in the same city that you visited last week. And one of their fuckbuddy friends mentioned the hot few days he had his husband had with a visitor from here that sounded just like you. The pieces just came together and I thought I’d see if you’d take the bait.” “Oh really.” I said as I lunged forward and drew his lips to mine and started kissing again. I paused for a second to say. “I guess I took it hook line and sinker.” As I placed my hands on his ass I felt something in the back pocket of his jeans. Ugh! Condoms. Danny was prepared for a fuck, but it was not the sort of fuck that I was looking for. While greedily sucking on his lips and tongue I slipped my hand into Danny’s back pocket and removed the rubbers and dropped them on the floor. I made sure he could not see what I was doing as I kicked them under one of the tables. Now if he was going to fuck it would have to be bare or nothing. I certainly didn’t bring any rubbers. I unbuttoned his shirt and slowly licked his hairy chest, starting just below his chin, detouring to suck and nibble on each of his nipples and linger on his belly button. Danny was now as rock hard as I was and I was pleased to see that he was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum into his jeans, leaving a slick patch seeping through the denim. I had to get that in my mouth so while sucking on his sticky bulge I undid his belt and loosened his fly and pulled his pants down releasing his dick. He wasn’t as big as Ben or Brandon, but made up for it by having a big mushroom head. I immediately took it in my mouth and started sucking enthusiastically, working his foreskin to- and fro over his precum-slick cockhead. He was obviously as turned on as I was, and I loved the salty taste of his pre-cum. I took as much of his cock as I could, but could not help gagging as he thrust against the back of my throat. All the while Danny was talking dirty to me, which I found an incredible turn-on. “Fuck yeah. Suck my dick. Choke on my meat. Dirty cheating bottom boy. Cheating on your faithful husband, sucking his buddies dick while he’s at home sleeping.” I looked up at Danny. He had a huge grin on his face. As I looked up at him he continued. “Get me good and slick so I can fuck your cheating ass”. I grinned back at him, knowing that as horny as he already was he was going to want to fuck my ass even if the condoms had gone missing. “Yeah, but you need to get my ass nice and slick with your spit first.” With a look of total lust, he dropped to his knees, spun me around and pulled down my shorts revealing my ass framed by the straps of my jockstrap. I heard him chuckle. “oh yeah” he mumbled, and then much louder. “Nice jock. Hot!” and then he dove between my ass cheeks and started working his tongue into my anus. He could not have missed the branding on the waistband of the jock: “Raw Fucker.” Brent had given it to me. I had been well used the previous day so he was able to open my hole easily with his probing tongue. He alternated slicking me up with his tongue and inserting first one, then two and finally three fingers. Once he had got me well loosened up he lifted me up and bent me over one of the bar stools. I looked straight ahead at the condoms lying on the floor, barely under the edge if the table. I hoped he wouldn’t see them. “I want to fuck this ass so bad.” Danny said as he reached down and picked his pants up off the floor. He put his hand into his pants pocket looking for something. “Fuck.” He exclaimed in anger. Of course, the condoms weren’t there anymore. He looked at me questioningly as if he knew I did something with them. “Fuck. I thought I put condoms in my pocket. And I really want to fuck your cheating ass. Did you bring any condoms?” I acted innocent. “I didn’t think of since you said you’d have what we needed.” Danny looked crestfallen. Now was my opportunity to be true to what I told Ben and Brandon. I said nothing but pointed to the waistband of my jock. He acted really dumb even though he knew exactly what was going on. “Hmm. Raw fucker.” He paused for a moment. “So not only are you cheating on Aiden it seems you are into barebacking irrespective of the risks?” I just grinned back at him. He shook his head. “You want me to fuck you, bareback, right?” He looked at me questioningly but he already knew the answer. “Danny, I trust you. You can fuck me bareback.” He was silent for a moment and then suddenly his eyes lit up with renewed lust. He was standing behind me facing the table with the barely hidden condoms. “Seriously? You trust me? You sure? You really, really sure?” “Fuck yeah, of course, I want your load, and after I’ve taken your load I want to return the favor. Since I’ve discovered raw fucking I’ve started topping.” From previous socializing I knew that both Chuck and Danny considered themselves versatile for as Chuck had put it, one of the joys of being gay is that you could have it both ways! I never thought to ask him about his status, nor had I asked any of the guys around the lake the previous day. I just needed dicks in my man cunt followed by loads. “Fuck yeah! I love spewing my seed in a tight cum loving whore cunt and taking loads in mine.” Danny grabbed the bottle of lube that had been strategically placed on the bar counter and started working it into my hole and onto his fat cock. He stood up, positioned himself behind me and eased his meat between my ass cheeks and started probing my hole. Fuck, I wanted his cock inside me so badly. I relaxed my anus and felt his cock head penetrate the entrance and start to slide up my anal passage. It felt so good to finally have his meat in my hole, after looking at the bulge in his pants so many times and fantasizing about it. As it slid up past the inner sphincter and Danny thrust home burying his cock to the hilt, I groaned with pleasure, which seemed to spur him on. Danny was an incredible fucker. To think that I always thought he was more of a bottom! Danny started fucking hard with long strokes almost pulling all the way out and then slamming back in. “Nice tight ass, you cheating fucker. I guess your husband never fucks you like this?” “Give it to me hard. He never does and I need it so badly.” “Yeah slut. I know you’ve wanted this for a long time.” I mumbled in agreement as he picked up the pace. Now Danny was pulling all the way out before thrusting in again. I could hear that he was starting to breath heavily and was obviously getting close. “One last chance. Do you want me to pull out to cum?” I just pushed back my ass against his crotch in an attempt to take him as deep as possible. As I did I felt his cock start to swell and throb and I knew he was about to come. I heard him mumble “Take my dirty load, you cheating slut” as he started shooting deep into my guts. Once he was done, he waited a few moments before pulling out. Then he walked around in front of me and presented his slimy cock for me to suck clean. I could taste my ass juices and his cum on it so I thought I should share. I stood up and kissed him deeply to his obvious delight. I hadn’t cum yet and had only one thing on my mind, getting my raw dick in his ass. After the way he had willingly forgone condoms to fuck me, I was sure he would let me fuck him bare. I turned him around and motioned him to go down on his hands and knees. I followed him down and spread his legs, exposing his well-used hole. From the look of his puffy ass lips he had been fucked a lot, and perhaps even earlier in the day. I wasn’t complaining. I stuck my tongue into his hole and as it relaxed I could taste cum. I wondered if it was Chuck’s, or someone else’s. After getting him slick and ready for my cock I pulled away. “Danny, I can taste that you came pre-lubed. Whose load is it, Chuck’s” Danny laughed. “Not load. Loads. I wanted to treat you to a sloppy ass. That is, if I could get a bottom like you to top. Chuck’s, this morning before he left, then Jake and Shawn loaded me up at the lake on the way here. I’m waiting for your load that will make four.” I thought to myself that Chuck was certainly not shy about cheating on Chuck. Whatever. I wasn’t shy about cheating on Aiden either. And the thought of fucking him lubed with three mixed loads was an incredible turn-on “Fuck dude. I thought that you were a mostly a top, maybe a little vers, and now I find out that you are a total cum slut bottom whore like me.” With that I thrust my achingly hard boner all the way up his cheating cunt and rammed my crotch against his ass cheeks. His cum slick ass was velvety smooth and I had to slow down almost immediately to prevent cumming after the first few strokes. I alternated fucking him more rapidly until I felt I was close, and then slowing down until the edge went away. I wanted to make this last as long as possible. After being so long in a relatively sexless relationship I was relishing my new-found talent of being a bareback top. As I was fucking him I kept telling him what a cheating raw slut he was to his obvious enjoyment. “You like cheating on Chuck, don’t you? Slut! Taking loads from strangers. Let them bareback you at the lake? Don’t care about the risks.” Danny was truly versatile, as good a fucker as he had just proved himself to be, he was almost better than that as a bottom. He knew how to work all the muscles in his anal canal to give me the maximum pleasure as I thrust in and out. I was starting to get close, and he was grunting in anticipation of my loading up his gut. I heard the door open and I froze. Whoever was there must have heard everything I had said. Danny was silent for a moment before he spoke. “Keep on fucking, its only Ricardo. He’s one of the guys who works here and he has often fucked me while no-one else is around. If you get lucky he’ll fuck you too.” For some strange reason I did not look around and continued fucking Danny as if nothing had changed. If Ricardo was going to fuck me I wanted it to be anonymous. I wanted to feel his cock in my hole and not know what he looked like, and how big it was until it started penetrating me. I heard a low whistle from Ricardo and he mumbled something that I could not make out. He walked over to just behind me and spoke quietly to Danny. “Boss, I want to nail an ass. Since you already have a dick in yours I guess I’ll have to fuck him.” Without knowing anything about Ricardo except that he had a sexy voice, I answered on Danny’s behalf. “Yeah, Fuck my ass. Danny already loaded me up so add your load as well.” I continued fucking Danny as I heard Ricardo unbuckle his pants and let them drop to the floor. I heard a squirt of fluid from the lube bottle and the wet sounds of him slicking up his dick. “Since you said you had Danny’s load already I’m going to fuck you raw. And use you just like a slut like you deserves.” He stepped closer and I felt his cockhead press against my anus. I stopped moving to let Ricardo enter. He was a little smaller than Danny so his dick slipped easily up my stretched cum slick chute. But something felt different about Ricardo’s cock. As soon as he was balls-deep in me I started moving again, alternately bottoming in Danny and taking all of Ricardo’s meat. Yesterday at the lake was the first time I got to be in the middle of a three-way fuck fest and here I was at it again. As I had already been close several times before Ricardo started fucking me, it only took about a minute before I started unloading my cream into Danny’s colon. Ricardo took that as a sign to take over the action and started ramming me mercilessly. Danny moved forward and off my dick and started kissing Ricardo as he was fucking me. After a few minutes Ricardo thrust hard and I felt his cock twitch as he started cumming, his boiling cum mixing with Danny’s in my gut. Ricardo withdrew and moved around in front of me. It was the first time I saw his face and dick. Good looking with dark complexion and sparkling brown eyes he was a very pleasant surprise. He did not give me much time to think before he thrust his uncut dick in my mouth to clean off. He had felt different in my ass because he was wearing a fat PA. He tasted different too. Along with cum and ass juices I detected the faint metallic taste of blood. Ricardo must have noticed my expression. “Uh, I guess you are not used to being fucked with a PA and I was a little rough. Tore you up a bit.” That fuck was so good that I would happily let him tear me up again. Danny grabbed a towel for each of us from where he had strategically stashed them. He was obviously not a novice about coordinating a surreptitious fuck session. As we cleaned ourselves up and started getting dressed I couldn’t stop thinking about what he had said as he started cumming. I felt I had to ask him a question. “Why did you say ‘take my dirty load’ when you came? Are you poz?” The way he grinned at me made my blood run cold. “Um, No, well maybe, I don’t actually know. I just thought it sounded hot to say it.” Somehow, I didn’t believe him, but that thought was interrupted by what he said next. “But I’m sure that if I was you would have let me fuck you anyway. I was chatting to my poz buddies Jake and Shawn this morning after they fucked me this morning and they told me how they and two of their poz friends fucked someone at the lake who by his description sounded just like you.” I was stunned and didn’t know what to say. Danny continued “After I started cheating I decided I’d take anyone’s load, irrespective of his status. I think you should be the same. It’s liberating to not have to worry about getting pozzed. Just take the load.” Danny went down on his hands and knees and reached under the table. “You took these out of my pocket, didn’t you?” he said as he picked up the handful of condoms from where I had thrown them. “I noticed them lying there shortly after I realized they were not in my pocket. Between what Jake had described to me and you taking the condoms I assumed you wanted my load no matter what. And you took Ricardo’s without any qualms.” Ricardo was just standing there smiling the whole time. He said nothing but slowly lifted up his t-shirt, revealing the biohazard tattooed around his belly button. Danny stated the obvious. “I might not know my status but Ricardo has no shame revealing his.”

Hi guys, It's been a few weeks now that I have discovered the Bunker in Paris and every time I go again, I enjoy it more and more. I got very much into this whole thing at the Cumunion in SF last September, but that's another story. Every Sunday pm, it's super crowded at Bunker. I'd easily guess around 100 guys there. And most of it is BB... I have been a few times as top, but last time was the first time as a bottom. My goal is to become a no load refused cum slut, and I think I made a big step forward.... Last time, I had cleaned out my ass. And my goal was to get loaded anonymously at the glory holes. I did not want to see the guys. Just being a hole. It didn't quite turn out as I planned. The first glory hole cabin that I found, I pulled down my pants and pushed my ass against the hole, waiting for someone to come in. I felt some hands on my ass, but unfortunately nobody wanted to fuck. So I continued my way. Passed by the darkroom where lots of guys were fucking, and then I found the glory hole walls... The tops go up a few stairs so that the hole is just at the height of the bottom's mouth while he is standing. The bottom's side is completely open so that people can watch the slutty boys how they suck the anonymous cocks. Three holes are on that wall, and I was lucky that the middle one was free. I went there, looked through the hole, and saw the first guy stroke his cock. I put my finger through the hole to give him a sign that I am ready to take it. And he pushed it through straight away. It was a pretty big cock, thick as well. I couldn't take it all the way. But it tasted super manly. I could smell the sweat from his pubes. And so I started being a good bottom and serving his cock. I played with his balls as I took his cock, licked his shaft, took it as deep as possible and let him do some fuck movements into my throat. After a good 10 minutes, he moved away and was immediately replaced by another cock. Bit smaller, but just as tasty. It tasted a mix of lube and cum, and I am sure that he has been fucking a hole before he gave me his cock. I cleaned up as a good bottom, sucked him for another 10 minutes, hearing him moan. Then I noticed that the tops can look over the wall and see the bottoms work on their cocks. I didn't want to see him. I too much enjoyed this cock and just being focused on it without knowing who is the guy I am actually sucking. The only thing I started noticing at one moment was that I could get a glimpse of the silhouette of the guys as they withdrew their cocks, and I can tell you it were guys I'd normally not even touch. Mostly daddy types, not always in shape... But now I totally didn't care. I was just a hole for cock and I wanted to be a no load refused slut... This hole thing continued for a while. One daddy after the other pushed their cock through. Then came number 6. He was a quite small cock, but I was there to serve anyone. So I took it in my mouth straight away. And damn, after 30 seconds he blew his load inside me. I swallowed it straight away. I finally got rewarded with a load of sperm inside me of a guy I don't know. This made me so horny. And probably not even a sexy guy that I liked... Inspired by this load, I continued until cock 9. While I was busy with cock number 8, I felt some hands on my ass. I forgot that the whole area was open and anyone could see me. As I felt the hand, I pushed out my ass a bit to show the top that I was willing. He spit on my ass and pushed his cock straight inside me. I wasn't lubed or anything, not even fucked before, so I struggled a bit. But he basically didn't care. He fucked me for 5 minutes while I sucked cock number 8. I had no chance to turn around to the see top's face. I just touched his cock at one moment to confirm that it was raw inside me. And it was. Gosh... I was in heaven... Truly used... Then he pulled out from my ass, I reached out to my hole still with cock 8 in my mouth. Damn, my hole was wet! There was this slimy feeling, and as I was holding my wet fingers under my nose I knew that this guy blew his load inside me... Number 8 must have seen all that from his top position above the wall and shot his load inside my mouth. I wanted more, but it was quite late already at that moment and the place started to empty out. I got another cock through the glory hole, but none in my ass. I definitely have to go back to continue on my journey!

He is a willing fuckbitch.. This afternoon he came back and I invited a friend of mine ?

Many of you have been asking for updates, nothing to report now, but thanks for such overwhelming interest. A guy I met on bbrt actually drove up from NYC (about 6 hours) just breed me. Wow, couldn't believe it! The positive attention is great.?

Part 25 - Jacob's Weekend Jake was worried as his brother and Ben were late. The door opened in to the library as they came rushing in. Ben immediately went over to see Fabian and apologise for being late as they just lost track of time, Jacob shyly walked behind him, Fabian asked Jacob if he wanted to spend the weekend at the house as the weather forecast was good with hot sunny weather. Before Jacob could answer Ben intervened. "Come on Jacob please stay this time, I promise to behave." "Okay Ben, if you are sure Fabian and I wouldn't be in the way." "You can stay with me Jacob. Only if you don't mind sharing the bed." "Well it looks big enough for 4 people so I guess it would be okay, no funny business mind!" Fabian and Paul were laughing at their carrying on like an old married couple. Dinner was alfresco and Jacob steered clear of any alcohol, he was meeting every family member and Fabian even announced that Jacob was an honorary member of the family. After dinner Jake finally was able to get alone with Jacob. "How are you bro?" "Jake, can we talk alone?" "Of course, come on lets go down to the pool." As soon as he was comfortable they were out of earshot he confided in his brother. "Jake how did you know you were gay?" "Hell, I didn't expect that question. I suppose it was finding myself turned on more by men that woman." "So you and Marco, how did you know?" "We had the most amazing connection as soon as we met. Fabian told us he saw it straight away in our eyes." "Okay, only there was a thing that happened whilst I was with Ben." "Thing?" "He got in the shower with me." "Doesn't make you gay Jacob." "Yes, but he kissed me. I freaked and punched him in the stomach, it winded him but I think he is okay." "Oh Jacob. It doesn't make it wrong, but you should have controlled yourself and handled it better." "It was hurting me inside after I did it. When he came out of the shower I kissed him." "Oh I see. Do you think you are gay?" "I am not sure." "But why did you agree to bunk up with Ben for the weekend?" "If I knew that we probably wouldn't behaving this conversation." Jake was blown over by this revelation coming from Jacob. "Give it a little time Jacob you will discover what it is you want. Does anyone else know?" "No. Ben said he would not tell anyone about the incident." "I respect that but I think you should tell Fabian, it is best to be honest with him." "I don't know if I can talk about it yet." "Have faith in Fabian, he will give you privacy if you need it, do you want me to come with you?" "No, when should I do it?" "I would wait until after dinner. Just say you want to talk to him alone." They wandered back up to the pool as Jacob admitted to Jake that he liked Ben but wasn't sure if it was love. Jakes phone rang, he didn't recognise the number but hit the answer button. Jacob overheard the last part of the conversation and was arranging to meet someone at the corner of the road the house was on. Jake had a strange look in his eye. "Well tonight is turning out a bit weird." "What?" "First you and that phone call was cousin Zack, he wants to talk to me. Do you know if he is gay?" "Zack... well he has always been a little distant after he turned 18." They reached the group and sat down to enjoy Fabian and Paul celebratory dinner, Jake was telling Marco about Zack who gave him the told you so look. Everyone was in high spirit and mingling around as the part went on. Jacob caught Fabian's eye and hinted for him to follow, Fabian caught up and guided Jacob to his office for some privacy. "Jacob you look a bit worried." "Can I be honest with you and you not judge me?" "I always respect peoples honesty Jacob. It keeps it real." "Okay, Ben and I had a bit of trouble and I ended up punching him." Fabian looked intently at Jacob. "What caused it Jacob?" "He kissed me in the shower." "Well that's no surprise coming from Ben and I think everything is making sense now." "What do you mean?" "You like Ben a lot don't you, but your feelings are in turmoil?" "I think so. When he came out of the bathroom he wouldn't look at me." "Have you not realised Ben is attracted to you, he gets excited when he knows your coming over?" "I don't know what to do, am I gay?" "All I can say Jacob is look in your heart, follow your desire and the rest will happen, if it is meant to be then you will know." "I just don't understand my body at the moment." "Jacob I can only offer you a piece of advise, talk to Jake or myself don't keep it bottled up as it will destroy any chance of happiness." "Thank you." Fabian stood and Jacob did the same, he held his arms open and Jacob hugged Fabian. "Thank you for being honest Jacob, it earns you so much respect." They walked back to the decking, Fabian had his arm around Jacob and most of the family noticed this. Marco asked Jake what was going on, Jake smiled and said he would tell him later. Jacob felt a weight had been lifted off him and for the first time he saw things with much more clarity and knew he would not be judged by those around him. Ben walked up to them both and Jacob could see that the sparkle in his eye was not there as usual. He knew it was his doing and needed to fix it. Jacob freed himself from Fabian then hugged Ben and kissed him on the lips in front of everyone. Immediately he saw the glint in Ben's eye return, they stuck together for most of the evening. Jacob kept his underwear on as he climbed in to the bed next to a naked Ben. He laid on his back looking up at the ceiling, Jacob leaned over and kissed him on the lips before saying good night to him. Ben kissed him back then turned on his side facing away from him. Jacob laid back thinking, who am I kidding, face up to it idiot. He turned onto his side facing Ben and moved closer, he placed his arm over Ben's chest and felt a hand hold his own pulling him closer. The touch caused his cock to stiffen and smiling to himself he feel asleep next to Ben.

Years ago while visiting some buddies out of town, we're out at a bar and they introduced me to this guy named Frank. Hairy fireplug of a man. Bluecollar. Tattoed. Bearded. Ruggedly handsome. Just my speed. We chat each other up and soon enough we sneak off to a hidden corner. My buddies, of course, smiled knowingly as they watched us sneak away. As soon as we're out of sight I hit my knees as he fished out his cock. Nothing remarkable...just a standard issue cock...or so I thought. I give him my best blowjob. Everything. The works. He fuckin loves it and right on queue, he says he's about to cum. That was when my life changed. He clamped his hands on my head and came like a fucking firehose. I shit you not! Rope after rope afer rope after glorious rope of cum. Absolutely FLOODING my mouth. I was desperately swallowing his seed as fast as I could...and still, his seed was shooting out my nostrils, flowing down onto my goatee and dribbling onto my shirt. It was like drowning in an endless river of cum. Seriously. I almost passed out. I swear my eyes rolled into the back of my head. And it was nectar! To this day, the most delicious cum that I have ever tasted. After what seemed like a bucket of cum had passed from him to me, he released me. I panted for breath. I was gobsmacked. He stood over me with a knowing smile. "You like that?!", he asked. "Holy shit! HOLY SHIT!!" was all I could say as I tried to regain my composure. I had gone down on a man...but I was now looking up at a god. I would never be the same. He helped me up and we walk back to the main bar. My lower face, goatee, and shirt drenched in cum. They high-five Frank. Turns out, this is a tradition among them with newbies. And i was beyond grateful to be his newest initiate. I wore that cum proudly the rest of the evening. Frank nodded his approval at my shamlessness. I would later learn its called Hyperspermia. And it is, without question, the greatest gift a man could receive. From that day forward, I was ruined. No one could ever compare. I would go on to service Frank just one more time. But could never connect with him again.

After just posting a new chapter to "Not So Neg Greg" I am working on a new chapter to this story

Part 22, Princess and the pigs. His bicep vice grip around my neck was making me choke a little bit at first, but as he started to pull me through this bedroom, he squeezed even more. I was able to choke and gasp the words out.....'Please dont hurt me'. He slowly started to relax his arm once he realized I wasn't resisting. Being happy to breath again, I put my hands on his forearms which were still around my neck. I commented 'what amazing ink', his skin was as pale as mine as I slowly traced my fingers across the beautiful orange, white and red coy going up his arm. 'Do you remember me?' he asked? I was confused and said, 'I don't remember, I am sorry. Should I? I love your art, I would think I would have remembered.' 'Well, I had a long white sleeve shirt on. I was one of the servers last night.' 'Servers?' 'Yes, at Mr. Ali's house. ..... Last night....., I was the one who got you the celebration drink, and later handed you the pie and the brown bottles to take down to our visitors in the woodshed?'. 'Oh wow, sweet, I guess.... last night was kind of a blur to me,' I said. 'Oh man, as soon as I saw you, I wanted you. But I knew I was just there to work, but man, you had all the pigs oinking. Too bad your daddy ended your fuckfest so early, you disappointed a lot guys.' He kind of brought me slowly over to the bed, realizing I wasn't fighting back against him. My hands stayed on his ink. He started to pull his t-shirt off over his head. His whole body was covered with tats. It was like a canvas telling a story. He reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a brown bottle. When seeing it, my eyes got wide. My eyes followed the bottle like in a trance. He was moving it up and down, left to right, like an optometrist would during an exam. He laughed and said, 'Oh shit, I thought they were kidding' 'Kidding about what?' As my eyes followed his hand. It then triggered in his head... that's why I wasn't scared, I had seen the twink in the other room huffing the bottle and I was already under this control. He pulled his shoe off and threw it at the door in an attempt to close the door. As doing so, he said, 'I need you before my house mates find you here. I told them about you when I got back. They were pissed they didn't get to work the party, but Mr. Ali doesn't like black ex cons that much. He thinks they are not safe. My buds are cool, but they LOVE LOVE LOVE white boys.' 'That's awful about the party, I am sorry, I hate people who are racists. But, on the good new side..... well they are in luck, my daddy told me I am a special boy.' 'Special? How so? My name is Daron by the way.' 'Yes, daddy said I am a special boy, that was born with a pussy and she was put here in me to give other men a place to play so they didn't have to worry about those dirty gross women's pussies.' 'Oh really, is that what he told you?' Daron said. 'Yep, and all the guys last night said she was amazing.' 'Well sport, what if I drop a big gift in her now and then my homies can take a crack at her as well.' 'Gosh, that would be great. Maybe I should call the store and let them know I might be a little while. I am sure it will be ok, Mr. C said whatever I need to do, to make the customer happy.' 'Oh, Mr. C said that did he? Not sure he meant us, but....yeah, hand me your phone. You have way to many clothes on. I will call while you get that boy hole of yours naked for me.' I started to strip and took the phone out of my pocket and handed it to him. I heard him say, 'yeah, your princess is safe with me' It sounded like Jax on the phone and I could hear him starting to get angry and yelling something about don't you dare, there is going to be trouble. I heard Daron say, 'yes of course I showed him the magic bottle, but he already had watched Mr. Big in the other room working over some bitch who had one too.' I could hear Jax yelling more but then went quite. I heard my phone power off and Daron tossed it on the pile of clothing on the floor. 'Is everything ok?' Jax sounded upset. 'Oh yeah, he is cool, we go way back, we got our first ink together when we were up state' 'I heard him yell something about dont you dare' I said 'Oh that, no.... he was talking to someone there at the store they were taking the wrong pizza or something.' 'Gosh, maybe I should call back and see if I can help, they count on me to give ideas'. As he looked at me laying there naked, he started to remove the rest of his clothing and said. 'Hey, I got an idea, get that bottle open and start sucking the magic out of it' My eyes got big and I smiled and opened the bottle and started taking deep hits. 'How many should I do? All three like Uncle Terry said?'. 'Oh? Uncle Terry it is now? Well, no, the house rule here is 5, deep, and each side. Holding as long as you can. Now get sucking on that vapor.' As I laid on my back on the bed practicing my deep breathing exercises, Daron came over and grabbed my legs, with one big pull he pulled me over to the side of the bed. He stood there next to the bed, covered in tats from his neck down. They were so beautiful, my eyes were lost in looking at the whole scene. Fish and flowers in vibrant colors on the top and then leading down his chest and belly to more sinister images of black and red devils and snakes with fangs and scorpions near his pubes. My ass was hanging right at the side of the bed and I could feel his hard cock slowly wetting my ass crack with his precum. His cock was getting harder and harder as it slowly moved from south of my butt hole to up and over my pucker up higher and higher to my nuts. I could feel him slap my asshole with it by the time I was on the third hit into my left nostril. As I exhaled and moved over to the right nostril, he went hands free on his cock and started to use my tits like radio dials. He could tell how my pussy reacted. He looked down at my fuck hole and said, 'fuck, would you look at that, the more I dial your tits, the more she opens... like a beautiful flower. His cock was leaking like crazy and I saw him hock a big spit ball down onto my taint. I could feel the warmth of his spit slowly drip toward my hole. As I started inhale number 4, left side, I could feel the warmth of his spit and the head of his cock at my fuck hole. A twist on my nipples and he got a huge smile. 'Yeah baby, suck that spit into your cunt. Swallow that spit with your cunt lips, oh FUCK yes, make it blossom for sucking in that fluid.' I could feel his cock pressing a little harder and working my nipples with a little more aggression as I exhaled popper hit number four from the right nostril. I was sooooo fucking flying, I wanted to stop. But sensing my slow down, he looked up and said, I heard you aint too bright, but I would think you could count to 5 at least, one more princess..... deep and both sides. Sensing he was about to make penetration, I pulled a condom off the pillow and started to try and open it. But my hands were full with the bottle and the cap and I was trying to bite and tear the condom open. I knew it was a matter of timing because he was pushing in with more pressure. As I exhaled with the fifth left nostril, I finally got the condom open and as I inhaled on the final hit, I put the lid on the poppers and handed him the rubber. 'Oh thanks princess, but you were so slow, I already got one on, I will just lay that on your belly in case this one slips off later or for the next dude.' On my final exhale, I laid my head back and he went in full tilt. I felt him bottom out as the hair on his nuts tickled my baby smooth nut sack. My mind was floating and my eyes were closed. I could feel his withdrawal and then reenter. It was like hard but velvet stretching my hole open. In the darkness in my head, I could see a light appear. It was amazing, like some far away star turning into itself. Inside the light circle it was white and yellow and looked like boiling fluid. It made me think it was the cum churning in his nuts trying to get out. He really started to pick up speed and I opened my eyes and realized he wrapped had his arms around my legs to keep my ass locked onto his cock. He was like an animal swelling up inside his bitch, locking his cock into place inside me for my loading. Sweat was starting to form on his pale white skin and I was in awe of his muscles and the coloring of his tats and how they glistened with the sweat. He took each of his hands and grabbed an ankle and pushed my ankles far apart. He was looking down at my cunt and smiling like the cat that ate the mouse. He was slowly long dicking my hole with his shaft. I realized I hadn't really seen his cock, but I could tell it was quite thick and meaty. He closed my legs again and started to bite and kiss the back of my calves. He was really picking up tempo and starting to make the bed creak. I laid my head back and he told me to take a couple more hits and let my flower bloom as it was about to get fertilized. I was half way through my second and I heard the door bust open. Startled, I looked up and over at the door and it was the two black dudes from the other room. They still had their game consoles in their hands and said, 'what the fuck Daron, where did this come from'. C's Pizza sent her over for the afternoon BOGO special. The longer haired taller one said, BOGO? Daron replied, 'hey, buy one, gift one, and she is about to get her first gift.' With that, he was holding my legs so tight and was power fucking me like he was holding onto the life raft for dear life. His thrusts were pushing me across the bed and his friends each grabbed a leg and forcefully pulled me by the legs, back toward him. They were both holding onto a leg trying to pull me off the bed, but Daron's body and cock were between my legs to prevent me from moving further. 'Hold her right there, bros, hold ...... hold...... her ..... right...... fucking........ oh shit...... there.......' And with that he shook and shuddered and collapsed into a big sweaty mess onto me. He was screaming like he was in pain so I put my hands on his head and pet his hair. I could feel his heart beating onto my belly. His heart was racing and he was gasping for breath. His buddies each took the leg that they were hold onto and put it up on his shoulders. His breathing slowly came back to normal and he started to laugh against my belly. 'What is so funny? I asked, 'Is everything ok?' He looked up and said, 'I thought they were making shit up about your pussy, but holy fucking god, they were right, it was sent here from heaven. You are a lucky princess. Your pussy is going to save this city from the debauchery of those female skanks.' As my eyes moved from him over to his buddies they were shucking their clothes off as fast as they can. I wasnt really paying attention as I was coming down off the poppers, but I did hear Daron say.....'If you guys want a piece of this, you better hurry the fuck up. Once Mr. Big smells her over here, you aint going to be getting a chance....and I think her owner will be coming to collect her and we are going to have hell to pay.' Then Daron looked down at me and said. 'Lukas right?' I nodded yes. 'My friends here are a little more rough than me, that dont really deserve a pussy as fine as yours, but would it be ok if they had a chance to blow a load in the best cunt of their life?' 'Sure, according to my daddy, that is what I am here for' 'Ok guys, I will go see what Mr. Big has done with his twink, but just keep him sniffing the bottle and dont take all fucking day, be careful you dont tear that open until Mr. Big can have the pleasure himself. You know how he gets when he smells red.

Part 72 - Adios Cancun The morning came quickly and Joe turned to Kyle. “Last full day, babe. What do you want to do” asked Joe. “Let’s relax today. My ass is sore, my dick is sore and my balls still ache.” Kyle replied. “Yeah, sounds good” Joe said. They showered and went down for breakfast. They heard several comments about them in the restaurant, some good and some bad, obviously from guys that had watched them get fucked the night before. They just laughed it off and ate their food. They went back to the room to put their swimsuits back on and found Javier in the room, cleaning. Joe closed the door and they walked into the room. “Hola, Javier” Joe said. “Hola” replied Javier as he walked out of the bathroom. “Thank you for the little surprise yesterday. They both were very tasty” Kyle said. “I’m not sure what you are talking about, señor” Javier said. “The champagne and the person delivering it” Joe explained. “Oh. Yes” Javier said, looking down at his feet. “I cannot infect him. I do not want that on my shoulders, but I told him that you might help him. I don’t want it to be anyone that he knows.” “You had no problem giving it to Ian the other day” Kyle said. “Yes, I know. But I do not love him like Francisco. I have given the bug to many people who asked, but I can’t do it to my friends” Javier said. Joe leaned in and hugged Javier. Holding him close he said “He’ll do anything to be with you, he’s already proven that. If we didn’t do it, then it should be you.” “I understand señor” replied Javier. Joe and Kyle put their swimsuits on and headed down to the pool with their supply bag. They lounged in the pool, played in the ocean, drank a lot and smoked the last of the joints trying to soothe the aches and pains of their sexual endeavors. They took a long siesta under an umbrella and made out like on their first date. They decided to head back to the Mexican restaurant and ask for another assortment of dishes and to make sure that Roberto was going to the club that night. They even got the chef to come out of the kitchen for a toast of tequila. Joe and Kyle did their usual post-dinner walk and spent a long time out on the beach kissing each other and staring at the stars. Eventually they heard the music start emanating from the club and wandered back to the buildings. The club was packed and they noticed it was a mixture of guests and resort workers. Some of the workers were still in their uniforms, others had taken their shirts off and others had changed into street clothes. Joe and Kyle grabbed a drink first and then checked out the groups in the club. The music was thumping and everyone seemed to be getting looser as each song passed. There were shirts draped over chairs and tables at the back and few people were wearing them by 10pm. Further back in the club some of the off duty staff had shucked their pants and were down to their underwear. Joe and Kyle had their shirts tucked into the back pocket of their shorts and had joined the group in the middle of the dance floor. They were dancing with an ever-changing group of guys when Joe felt two hands grab him around the waist and pulled him back against a nearly naked, sweaty, hairy body. A head poked over his shoulder and whispered “You’re even sexier without your shirt on. I bet it’s even better when you’re naked.” Joe pushed his ass back and ground against the guy behind him. The voice was familiar, but he couldn’t place it since the music was so loud. He looked over towards Kyle, but all he got in exchange was a big grin and a nod. A few minutes of grinding later, Joe felt a hand slide down the back of his shorts and then a finger probed his crack. Joe leaned his head back and moaned as the finger slid up and down between the two halves of his muscled ass. Joe pushed his ass back again, hoping that a finger would push inside his sweaty hole. “Yes? You want it inside you? You want to be my little puta?” the voice asked. “Oh god yes” Joe moaned. The guy guided Joe off the dance floor to the back of the club. On their way back, they stopped and the guy behind him told someone dancing “treinta minutos”. They got further back and there was a large area to the side with stacked chairs and large carpeted boxes that was obscured from the main part of the club. The area was dimly lit and most of the light was from the main club area. Joe looked and he saw nine guys all having sex in some form. One was bent over being fucked with two men behind him, one stroking and waiting for the other to finish. Another guy was on his back on one of the boxes getting fucked. Two guys were on their knees each sucking someone. Joe was led over to a corner and then pushed to his knees. Kyle watched Joe get taken off the dance floor and was guessing he had no idea who he was with. He kept dancing and flirted with several guys until he was tapped on the shoulder and turned around. Javier was there completely out of uniform. All he was wearing was a shiny red thong that barely contained his cock and balls, the sweat that was dripping off his body and the biggest grin imaginable. Kyle chuckled and moved in closer, dancing with him for several minutes. He turned Javier around and pulled him against his body, rubbing his bulge against Javier’s naked butt. He thrust his hips forward a few times provocatively and got a shove back in return each time. When the song faded into the next he felt Javier reach back and grab his shorts and pull him off the dance floor towards the back of the club. He saw several guys either on their knees sucking and a few more fucking two bottoms. Javier took him to a corner and spun him around. With one swift move Kyle found himself on his knees and Javier’s thick cock in front of him, blocking any view of the other guys. He wasn’t going to pass up an opportunity to suck the thick uncut monster. He reached up and felt the heft and then ran his tongue up the shaft. He pulled back the foreskin and then sucked on the head before slowly descending to the base of Javier’s cock. His mouth was stretched wide and when he made it most of the way down he felt it hit the back of his throat. Kyle relaxed his throat and tried to go deeper but he struggled to deep throat it. He got more spit in his mouth and took several deep breaths and tried again and felt it start to go in. He wrapped his hands around Javier’s ass and pulled hard, forcing the thick chorizo down in. His face was pressed into Javier’s pubes and he flexed his throat around what felt like a baseball bat in his throat. Joe was on his knees and his face was buried in the crotch of someone he thought he recognized the voice of but knew nothing more. He knew in this position what was expected. He reached up and unbuttoned and unzipped the pants, before pulling them and the guy’s white underwear down. He was met with about seven and a half inches of uncut cock. In the darkness he couldn’t really tell the skin color and definitely couldn’t see the plus-sign tattoo on the shaft. It was about average thickness and he could circle it with his thumb and forefinger which he used to pull the foreskin back and taste the sweaty head along with some stale piss for extra flavor. He licked and sucked and inhaled the scent. This was a cock that had been locked inside clothing while the guy had worked all day, sweating and pissing. It was a smell and taste that always made Joe even hornier than normal. He sucked on the cock, getting it deeper and then taking the cock into his throat. He felt two hands grip his head and the guy started to forcefully fuck his face. Joe was taking the cock well and using his tongue and throat muscles to pleasure it as best as he could. After a few minutes of face fucking the guy suddenly pulled Joe’s head off his cock. Joe started to look up to see who was using him and his head was forced down with one hand and while the other hand reached down and pulled Joe up, turning him around before shoving him against one of the boxes. Joe felt a hand roughly undo his shorts and then shove them down. Joe was left standing there in his jockstrap and his shorts around his ankles. Instinct kicked in and Joe pulled his foot out of the shorts and spread his legs wide. He heard the guy laugh behind him and then say “Yeah, you are a good slut. Get ready.” He heard the guy spit and then two fingers roughly pushed into his hole. The guy’s other hand was still firmly holding his head down and there was no way Joe could steal a glance to see who he was. The voice was familiar and obviously had a slight accent. He figured it was one of the Mexicans from the resort that he had met during his stay, but which one? More spit was added to his hole and the fingers went back into his pussy, twisting and stretching him for the inevitable fuck. Joe tried to relax his hole and it didn’t go unnoticed. A third finger poked in and Joe moaned out. His penetrator knew he was ready and he felt a cock slide up his crack and in, replacing the fingers inside him. Joe grunted as the cock drilled in all the way and stayed there, throbbing inside him. “Time for my dessert” the guy said and Joe instantly figured it out. He pulled his cock back and slammed in hard, forcing Joe’s body to rub against the rough carpet that covered the box. It repeated over and over, slightly faster each time - slowly the cock would withdraw just so the head was inside and then a hard thrust in. Joe enjoyed the motion, it was one he used often as part of a hard fuck. The assault on his ass went on for a good twenty minutes. The other guys having sex or getting blown in the room were all in quickie mode and were gone and replaced a couple different times while Joe sucked then got fucked. Kyle’s throat was raw and sore and yet Javier kept face fucking him. Kyle tried to yell out to get him to fuck him, but there was never enough time that his mouth was empty. Kyle tried a different tactic and collected some of the spit running off his chin on his finger and slid his hand up between Javier’s legs. He pushed the finger between the flexing ass muscles and then to his hole, digging it in up to the first knuckle. The first reaction he got from Javier was a cock slammed all the way into his throat. It wasn’t what he wanted, but he had no choice. Kyle pushed his finger in deeper and then wiggled the last two knuckles inside Javier’s cunt. Kyle heard him groan and felt him pull his cock halfway out before flexing his assring around Kyle’s finger. He pushed his finger in as far as he could go and then wondered if he was setting himself up to fuck or be fucked. Javier pulled his cock out and tilted Kyle’s head up and looked down at him. “Oh, no. It is your ass that is mine” Javier said with an evil grin. Kyle pulled his finger out and in only a couple seconds was hauled up to his feet and turned to the wall. Kyle braced his hands and spread his legs. He felt hands pry his ass apart and then a face spread it wider as Javier licked around his puckered hole. Spit started soaking the hole and then a tongue started pushing it in. A finger joined the tongue and then two fingers. Kyle knew that he needed to be prepared to take Javier’s thick sausage. He tried relaxing but the assplay was turning him on and his cock was rock hard. The tongue disappeared and three fingers were tugging and stretching his hole out. He almost was ready to feel a fourth finger when the fingers came out of his hole and he felt Javier stand up behind him. He bent his knees a little and pushed his ass out. Just as with his throat, Kyle thought he was taking a baseball bat up the ass. Spit alone wasn’t enough and his hole had constricted enough since the fingers were removed that the cock was just bludgeoning his hole. He tried everything he could to relax and let it go in. Javier started nudging his fat cock in and finally pulled out, spit on the head and gave one hard shove. Kyle saw stars. The shockwaves of pain ripped throughout his body. As the initial shock faded, Kyle realized he had only taken about a quarter of Javier’s cock. He felt the pressure from Javier starting to pump in and out and he felt like he was being split in two. Sweat was pouring off his body from both the heat in the room and the pain. Once he felt Javier get half way in he realized he could do it. He slowly started pushing back to meet Javier’s thrusts and a few minutes later he felt their bodies meet. Kyle let out a loud moan which was mostly drowned out by the music. Kyle felt Javier’s cock throb inside of him and then felt the emptiness take over as Javier pulled out. It wouldn’t be empty long as Javier immediately pushed back in. The strokes were always the same length, Kyle got to feel every inch. The speed and intensity varied as Javier pounded his hole. Kyle remembered Javier’s earlier comment about pozzing up many guys and he knew how. It probably only took one fuck like the one Kyle was getting now. His victims asses were torn and wrecked from taking the monster cock inside and then the cum that flooded their holes full of virus filled fluid would find thousands of ways to infect them. Kyle was rocked back to the present as Javier slammed his cock in all the way and screamed out. He felt each pulse and then his cunt filled the warmth of the huge load. “Now you have my poison inside you, like Francisco has yours” Javier said breathlessly with his chest pressed against Kyle’s back. The cock kept slamming into Joe’s hole and the spit inside him had mixed with precum. His hole got sloppier and he countered by squeezing down on the guy’s cock. The grunts got more frequent and he felt the thrusts get erratic. Joe clamped down as hard as he could and then felt the cum start to pump inside him. “Breed me Roberto! Give me that load!” Joe yelled out. He felt some teeth bite down on his shoulder and a growl come from behind. The spurts finally stopped and their bodies were glued together. “You figured it out. You are smart AND sexy. I hope your tattoo is not a lie because the cum you have in you now will infect you very soon if it is” Roberto said into Joe’s ear. They stood there a moment and then Roberto slid his cock out of Joe’s battered hole. Joe could feel the cum run out of his hole and soak into the pouch on his jockstrap or down his legs. Joe went to step back but there was a guy on his knees right behind him. “Please wait a moment. This slut is here to clean you up” Roberto said. Joe guessed it was the guy Roberto told “30 minutes” to on the dance floor. The guy sucked the cum out of his hole and Joe helped by feeding him some too. While the tongue licked and explored Joe’s hole he heard two guys walk up. “Damn, I didn’t get that kind of service after my fuck” Kyle said. “This is Martin. He works in the kitchen here and he is here for you to use. He is looking for the bug and we have shared ours with him and now it is your turn” Javier said. Martin stood up and Joe turned around. The five of them were in a circle, oblivious to the other guys around them fucking and sucking. Joe and Kyle looked Martin over like a piece of meat. Martin stood five foot four and was twink-like in stature but had a dense covering of hair on his chest and a trail down to a heavy bush around his cock. Likewise, his legs were hairy and his head was covered with a thick mop of black hair. His face was clean shaven and he looked innocent from a distance, but the fire in his eyes told a different story. “How old is he?” asked Kyle. “Twenty two” replied Javier. Joe’s cock got harder by the second and was poking above the top band of the jockstrap. “Do you really want it?” Joe asked. Javier repeated the question in Spanish. “Si, señor” he replied. Martin looked at Joe with pleading eyes and then did the same with Kyle. Martin stood there in just his white bikini briefs. Joe turned him so he was facing the boxes he had just been fucked on and dropped to his knees, tugging Martin’s underwear down. He went to rim Martin’s ass but his tongue tasted nothing but cum with a faint coppery taste. “We have already given him two loads. You will not need lube” Roberto said. Joe stood up and popped his stiff cock out the side of his jockstrap pouch. With one swift move, he was balls deep inside Martin. The cum inside was the perfect lube for the next round of breeding. Joe ground his hips against Martin’s small round butt. He heard a moan come from Martin’s mouth and Joe gave him two more full length thrusts before he began to fuck in earnest. Joe wrapped his arm around Martin’s neck and his hips swung back and forth, driving his cock in and out of the creamy hole. Even with Martin sucking the cum out of his ass, Joe felt more of Roberto’s load running down his leg. His cock slammed in over and over and after ten minutes of fucking, he drove in and shot six big spurts of his infected semen into Martin’s guts. Before Joe even started to pull out, Kyle was moving closer with his rigid shaft in his hand. Martin’s hole was cock-less for only a second with Kyle’s cock digging in at an angle. The piercings clawed at the already bruised flesh. Martin cried out, but no one looked at him except for the guys orchestrating his pozzing. Kyle didn’t fuck as hard as Joe, he figured all he needed to do was to shoot his load inside the already wrecked cunt. He enjoyed the feeling of the cum slick chute. He was surprised at how well Martin was able to massage his cock with his ass muscles after getting fucked by Javier. He would jab in different directions occasionally and varied the speed of his penetrations. Kyle lasted a little longer than Joe but once his balls signaled their intent he was unable to slow it down. He grabbed Martin tightly and thrust his hips a few last times and then the volleys of bug-ridden cum filled up his hole, mixing with the three charged loads already inside. Joe had found his shorts and had put them back on while Kyle was fucking Martin. When Kyle finished, Roberto had a plug ready to put back inside Martin to hold the juices in to do their magic. The five left the back area and Joe and Kyle went straight to the bar. Guzzling down several glasses of water they then grabbed a couple beers and watched the mob of flesh on the dance floor. As last-call was made, they finished their beers and headed back up to the room. The two were passed out and the next thing they heard was the alarm going off. It was a quick run through the shower and they grabbed some clothes to wear on the flight back home, tossing everything else in their suitcases. They ran down and rushed through breakfast and then were back in the room to grab their stuff. Joe and Kyle ran into Javier in the corridor who gave them both a hug before they ran down to hop on the shuttle bus. They got to the airport and through security and finally on to the plane. Joe looked at Kyle and said “Now we need a quiet vacation to recover” before laughing. Kyle nodded and then fidgeted in his seat trying to find a comfortable position for his still sore ass. ———— That’s all for a few weeks until I get back in town at the end of July.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 1 I was a gay man in my early 20s with some sleazy, kinky, taboo desires. I always had that streak in me. I love cum so bareback sex made an instant connection with me, and not just any bareback sex, but totally uninhibited bareback sex. Yes, I had a fantasy involving a hot guy, lots of bareback pig play, and him shooting his seed in me. Not just any seed, but poz seed. There was also something edgy and erotic about a tattooed, bareback pig. Seeing heavily inked guys always made my cock hard, and I always wanted to be one of those guys. It just took me a while to decide what type of tattoo I wanted on my body. I researched local tattoo artists for months, but none of their work proved to be of the quality I was looking for. I decided to drive 90 minutes south and attend the annual tattoo convention in Chicago in hopes of finding an artist with a portfolio that impressed me. It was such a lustful trip for me. I also love unusual facial hair like longer goatees and beards and handlebar mustaches. Guys with piercings also turn me on. Tattoos, facial hair, and piercings seem to go hand in hand. The convention center was packed with people covered in ink with a ton of piercings and facial hair of every length and type. The continuous buzz from all the tattoo guns running could be heard throughout the place. Every booth had an artist or two working on fresh ink. I eyed the sexy men between browsing through artists’ portfolios. There was a ton of guys with no shirts on getting inked up at the various booths. Some with sexy hairy chests or a nice treasure trail disappearing into their jeans. My brain was in eye candy overload, and my cock was half erect for most of the show. I rounded the corner walking through the rows of booths and came across a very hot tattoo artist. He looked to be about 28 and was slender with a shaved head. His hair was reddish brown, with a slightly wavy goatee that must have been about a foot long. It ended in a point near his belly button. His mustache had a slight twist of small handlebars at the corners of his mouth. Full sleeves of ink extended from his t-shirt. He even had hand and neck tattoos. He was working on the back piece of a handsome little twink, and he glanced up at me as I approached his booth. He gave me a smile, and a nod of his head to say hello as he returned to his art piece. I stopped and paged through his portfolio. I kept glancing up to look at him while turning the pages. As I turned another page I glanced up to check him out again. My eyes traveled up his sexy body to his face and found him looking directly at me. He smiled at me again, and I quickly turned my eyes back to his portfolio. Sure that he noticed me checking him out, I began to blush. It was hard to keep my eyes off him, though, and I again glanced back at him. He again was looking at me too, and stopped his tattoo work. He told the twink he would be back in a minute to continue and walked toward me. He appeared to have a nice sized cock from the bulge in his jeans. Holding out his hand he said, “Howdy, I’m Zak.” “Isaac, but most people call me Zeek,” as I shook his hand. I again paged through the book of ink, “Is this your work?” “Ah, yes it is.” “Nice work, I like it.” “Well, thanks. Are you looking to get some ink done?” “Yeah, I just don’t know what I want to get yet.” “Do you have any tattoos yet?” “No, it would be my first.” “Are you from Chicago?” “No, but I’m only about 90 minutes north of here in Milwaukee.” “Cool, well, if you would like to talk about it, I can help you with design ideas.” “Awesome, I’d like that.” “Here’s my card. Give me a call, and we can set up a time to talk.” “Thank you, Zak, I’ll do that.” “Nice to meet you.” “Ditto.” With that he returned to his customer to continue his ink, which gave me the perfect opportunity to check out his ass. Just as I imagined, he had one nice butt and I found it hard to look away. When he sat down he again looked at me, and found me staring at him. Zak picked up his tattoo gun, glanced back at me, and gave me a look that set my gaydar off. A smile came across his face. I nodded, smiled back at him staring straight into his eyes then disappeared into the crowd. I wandered the convention center enjoying the hot, inked up men and all the beards and 'staches. Pure heaven for this gay man. I had to piss, and found the bathrooms were lined up with guys waiting to empty their bladders. It took a while waiting in line, but I was next to piss, and a stall opened up. I wasted no time getting into the stall. My cock felt like it could burst from holding back my piss. I closed the door to the stall and quickly unzipped my pants. The entire toilet seat was splattered with piss. I chuckled a little thinking there must be a lot of PA piercings in those pants today, otherwise just a bunch of hot pigs with a bad aim. I let out a full stream of piss, emptying my bladder. It felt good to relieve the pressure, but I quickly found myself fully erect smelling all that piss and testosterone in the air. I also loved piss play, and thoughts of lapping up all the urine from the toilet seat was hard to resist. I stroked my cock a few times, then tucked it back into pants, trying to hide my hard on the best I could. I zipped up again and quickly left the men’s room. I buried myself in the crowd, waiting for my cock to go down then continued to stroll through the packed convention booths. About a week later I came across Zak’s business card in my wallet and decided to give him a call. The phone rang a few times, “Windy City Tattoo, this is Zak.” “Ah, hi Zak, you may not remember me, but I met you at the tattoo convention last week. You told me to give you a call if I wanted to discuss tattoo options.” “Zeek!! Glad to hear from you.” “Wow, you remembered my name.” “Of course I did. So, you want to set up a time to discuss tattoo designs?” “Yeah, are you free any time this week?” “My last appointment should be done around 5:30 tomorrow. Can you get to the shop tomorrow night around 6?” “Sure. I’ll see you then.” “Awesome!! See you tomorrow.” I had a three day weekend so this was the perfect way to kick off my weekend. I left plenty early to try and beat Friday rush hour traffic heading into Chicago. I arrived early, and realized Zak’s tattoo shop was just outside the gay district on Halsted Street, so I wandered around the gay district for a bit. When I returned to Zak’s shop he was just finishing with his last tattoo appointment. He was wearing black biker boots, faded blue jeans, and a white t-shirt. I loved his fully inked sleeves and hands. His entire neck being inked was so hot too. Just the sight of him gave me a partial wood. He invited me to the back of his shop, and we sat on a sofa and discussed the style of tattoos I was looking for. His suggestion of Japanese style tattoos intrigued me. He explained the meaning behind different tattoos in Japanese culture, and I decided my first piece would be a colorful full sleeve with yin yang koi, waves, flowers and filler. Zak sat next to me, and occasionally touched my arm as he discussed options and placement. Our legs were touching as we continued to look at designs. He suggested I remove my shirt, so he could do a quick, rough sketch on my arm. He explained that he liked to just draw out the design directly on the body to get better placement than trying to use transfers. I pulled my t-shirt off, and he began touching my arm, and turning it in different directions. Then he pulled out a marker and started drawing on my skin. His touch began to turn me on, and before I knew it my cock was fully erect. I couldn't hide the bulge that formed in my jeans. It was obvious Zak also noticed my hard cock, but he kept himself focused on drawing on my arm. The sketch began to take shape, and Zak maneuvered my arm into different positions as he continued to draw on my skin. Each time he lowered my arm to my lap his hand brushed again my hard cock, and I noticed his rod was also erect extending down his jean leg. He again moved my arm to a new position and my hand came to rest on his thigh next to his cock while he continued his design. I couldn't resist it any longer, and I brushed my hand against the bulge in his jeans. His cock throbbed against my hand, and before I knew it I was rubbing his cock through his jeans. He stopped drawing on my arm and reached over and massaged my hard rod. Zak leaned over to me and began to French kiss me. Our tongues and lips were locked in a passionate exchange for a bit. Then Zak stood up and saying “I was hoping you would be interested,” as he pulled his t-shirt off over his head revealing a fully inked chest with a sunburst around his belly button that continued down and disappeared into his jeans toward his cock. “Damn, man…..wooooooof!” He pulled me to my feet. We continued to make out, our tongues twisted together in deep, erotic kissing and panting. Zak wrapped his arms around my waist, grabbed my ass with his hands, and pressed our hard cocks against one another through our jeans. We continued to kiss, grinding our bodies against one another; our cocks throbbing with excitement. I was free-balling it and could feel a wet spot forming in my jeans from precum leaking from the head of my shaft. Zak reached for my crotch, rubbing my cock through my pants before unbuttoning my jeans and dropping them to my ankles. He pushed me backward onto the couch. I landed on my ass and leaned back on the sofa in a lounged sitting position, with my cock standing at attention. Zak flipped my shoes off and pulled my jeans from my ankles. He stood up in front of me, kicked his shoes off then unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. His cock sprung to attention standing straight in the air, pulsing up and down. The shaft of his tool curved slightly to the left and upward about 8 inches long. His cock was pierced with a large prince albert, and inked with flames leading down the shaft to a black biohazard tattoo centered below his belly button. More ink led to the sunburst around his belly button. The ring to his cock piercing dangled with each pulse of his cock, and precum began to hang from the end of his jewelry. Tattoos covered a good 75% of his body. His body was an erotic piece of art that made my cock dance with excitement at the sight of this stud. “Fuck, you are so hot. I want to be covered in ink like you.” Zak pointed to his biohazard tattoo. His eyes remained locked onto mine, and a playful conversation started, “You know what this one means, don’t you?” “You’re poz?” “Are you okay with that, because I only bareback?” “Yeah,” with a smile on my face, “Are you ok that I’m neg?” “Yep.” “Do you want to cum in me?” “Uh huh.” “Are you into gifting?” “Are you into chasing?” “I could be.” “Then I could be too.” My mouth was like a magnet to his cock. I was on my knees in a flash. I wrapped my lips around the head of his rod, tasting his precum before sliding the full length of his shaft deep into my throat. His cock stiffened in my mouth, and he moaned as my tongue slid back down toward the tip of his shaft. Zak put his hands on the back of my head and slowly face fucked me with the full length of his tool, as he murmurred “That’s it, suck my poz cock. Taste my toxic precum.” As he continued to leak precum down my throat, fucking my throat with his death stick, he remarked “I’d love to do your ink work for you. Maybe I’ll even be marking you with a biohazard tattoo. Would you like that?” “Yes!!” “Want me to poz you, Zeek?” “Yes, charge my ass up, please.” Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and pushed me onto my knees on the couch. “You want my poz cock in your ass?” “Yes, please fuck me. Give me your seed.” I was so turned on I felt like I could shoot my load at the anticipation of taking his charged spunk. He knelt behind me, spread my ass cheeks with a firm grip, and buried his tongue in my hole. It didn’t take long for my puckered hole to surrender as his tongue slipped past my cunt lips. His tongue lubed my hole and slowly worked inside, begging to open me up. Zak gave my ass a deep tongue bath and began to fuck me with its full length. The sensations made me horny as hell, and a strong urge to feel his bare cock buried in my ass burned within me. I moaned, “Please fuck me. I want to feel your cock deep inside me.” Zak continued to rim my ass, and worked a finger inside. He slowly advanced his finger all the way in and out of me then added another, before continuing to lick and fuck me with his tongue. My ass was wet and primed for his shaft. Zak stood behind me and spread my ass cheeks with his hands. I felt his against my cunt, then he slid his slick cock head across my hole, further lubing me with precum. He continued to rub the full length of his rod against my hole, driving me wild to be opened up wide. I felt the steel from his cock piercing fold to the side tight against his cock as he pressed the head of his dick against my hole. He slowly thrust the head of his tool, spreading my ass, and slipping inside. He spit on my hole lubing us both some more for me to take the rest of his meat inside me. I pressed my ass against his rod, and he again thrust inside me. Pain shot through my body and my hole tightened around his shaft as I tensed my body. Zak held his cock in place, “Easy, just relax…..relax.” The pain subsided and I arched my back and again pressed firmly against his cock. Zak grabbed my hips and with one abrupt thrust buried his cock balls deep into my guts. I again tightened my ass around his toxic meat, and let out a little gasp. It hurt so good, but my cock pulsed rock hard. I began to moan with pleasure. This was the first time I had a pierced dick in my hole, and it felt incredible. “You like my pierced cock in you, huh?” “Oh God…..yes!!!” I began to relentlessly pump my ass against his death stick, and Zak joined the rhythm. Tightening his grip on my hips, he pounded my ass hard with each thrust. His balls slapped against my ass with each plunge. “Ah, you’re a hungry pig for my toxic seed, aren’t you?” “Fuck, yes. Poz my faggot ass.” “Slow down, stud. You’ll get my DNA but not until I’m ready to flood your ass.” He held my hips steady, then slowed his pumping motion and continually withdrew his cock to the tip, with just the steel of his piercing remaining in my hole, then again thrust deep inside me, commenting as he did so, “Man, your hole feels awesome wrapped around my cock.” “That's good, 'cause fuck, I love your rod in me.” He continued a slow steady pace, edging himself close to shooting his load in my guts, then stopping, I could feel his cock pulsing a few times deep inside me, then Zak again began working his dick in and out of me. Each time he brought himself close to cumming then backed off. “You want my poz seed in you now?” “Yes, you feel so incredible. Load me up.” He again began to thrust in and out of my hole, but this time he slowly increased his pace, plunging in me harder and faster. “Fuck, I’m really close. You’re getting all my seed.” “You want it pig? Want my charged cum?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Yeah?” “Yes, I want to poz. Give it to me.” I again tightened my ass around his shaft, and he thrust in me one more time. “Here it comes….take my poz load.” He groaned and grunted, as his cock throbbed and pulsed deep in my hole. The sensations of his cum shooting from his death stick deep in my guts pushed me over the edge, and my cock erupted gobs of cum over and over with each throb of my shaft. With his cock still pulsing inside me, he grabbed my shoulders and shoved his cock even deeper in my ass. I couldn’t get enough of Zak’s cock. It felt amazing buried in my cunt. My balls drained themselves of all their seed. My ass was now filled with Zak’s poz juice. As he pulled his cock from my ass, cum trickled and dripped from my gaping hole. I knew he filled me with a huge load of sperm. My intestine walls were coated with his virus. Would it find its way to my bloodstream? The risk was incredibly exciting. I was hooked. There was no stopping it. I was definitely becoming a junkie for poz cum. Zak flopped on the couch next to me, panting and sweating. “Fuck that felt awesome. You have one hot ass.” Grinning and puffing, “It was very hot.” I turned and lay on the couch with my head resting on his thighs at his cock. I licked his mushroom head clean and ran my tongue down his shaft. “So……..am I hired to do your ink?” “How can I say no after a consultation like that?” We remained on the couch, naked. My head rested on Zak’s lap with his beautiful meat before my eyes. A small drop of poz spunk leaked from his piss hole and I lapped it up. We talked for a bit, getting to know each other a little better, while touching and caressing each other’s bodies. Zak told me he was born and raised in Chicago. He always had a fascination with tattoos from an early age on. He started working in a tattoo shop at 15, and after a few years became an apprentice for several years. He was lucky enough to be able to open his own shop a few years ago. Tattooing was something he loved. It was his passion, and all his tattoos had meaning in his life. I ran my hand across his biohazard tattoo. “So how long have you been poz?” “Not long, just a few years.” “Are you on meds yet?” “Ah…..no, so you got a fully charged load. Hope you’re cool with that.” My cock started to bone up. I nodded my head for him to look at my rod, “Does that answer your question?” “I guess so, you hot pig.” “Do you know who pozzed you?” “Yep,” with a slow drawn out descriptive tone, “A hairy, muscular, leather daddy with a beautiful ass and huge, uncut cock.” We both chuckled. “Did you know he was poz?” “You mean, did I chase?” “Yeah, did you want to convert?” “Fuck, yes, and it was one hot breeding.” “So why aren’t you with him?” “We weren’t looking for a relationship. We both got what we wanted from it. I was determined to get his poz load in me, and he was determined to make me work for it. It was an all-out, totally uninhibited, raunchy, verbal, poz fuck.” “It sounds like a hot breeding.” “Poz talk makes it the hottest conversion sex.” After a short pause, “So, when do you think you can get back down here to start your ink?” “Are you free next Friday in the afternoon? I could get down here by 3 or so.” “Ok….Friday at 3 it is. We’ll start your sleeve.” “Great, sounds good.” So, Zeek, what do you do up in Milwaukee?” “Well, let’s see, I like a lot of things. I graduated from college last year and just bought a home. I love doing remodeling and landscaping, so I’m redoing my house, fixing it up. I like being outdoor, hiking, biking, camping; stuff like that. I really enjoy movies, and dining out with buds.” “Cool. So what’s your degree in?” “Marketing and web design.” “Bonus!! If you’re up for it, maybe you can redesign my website for me.” “I’ll show you some of my work. If you like it, I’d love to do that for you.” “Awesome.” We stayed on the couch a bit longer and lye in each other’s arms. His naked body felt so good cuddled up against mine. “Hey, Zeek, do you have to be back in Milwaukee at a certain time? “No, I’m not on any schedule tonight. What did you have in mind?” “Want to go grab a few beers?” “Sure, that would be great.” Neither one of us moved too fast to get up. I think we both enjoyed cuddling together naked, but we reluctantly dragged our asses off the couch and slipped our clothes back on. Zak hung out in boystown at a few of the gay bars so we walked a few blocks to his favorite hang-out for a few beers. Zak introduced me to a few of his buddies that were out. We did a few shots with them then continued some one-on-one chat. “So, Zeek, what else gets you going besides ink, piercings and taking poz cock raw?” I chuckled, “Well, I’m pretty open-minded. I have a bit of a kinky streak in me.” “Oooh, kinky streak, like what? And you can’t shock me, believe me.” “Anything from toys, slings, sounds, to watersports, and more. What about you?” “There isn’t much I wouldn’t do, and everything on your list…… been there, done that. I’m a pig.” He leaned over to me and gave me a gentle nibble on my lip before planting a wet kiss on me. Standing up from his bar stool, Zak circled behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. He whispered in my ear, “I have to piss if you want a taste.” He made his way to the men’s room and looked back at me with a grin. You didn’t have to tell me twice. I was off my bar stool in a flash and following him to the bathroom with my beer in hand. When I walked into the bathroom, Zak already had his pants unzipped and his pierced meat dangled at the urinal. I walked up behind him and grabbed his ass. He turned to face me and pushed me to my knees. I took his cock in my mouth, and he held me still with his hands on my shoulders. “Fuck, here it comes.” As the first drops of piss hit my tongue I must have sprung an instant boner. I loved drinking from the tap. Zak’s warm piss sprayed from his cock filling my mouth. It had just a slight bitter taste to it, but was pretty watered down from the beer. I was like a hungry pig sucking its mother’s tit, wanting every drop of piss down my throat. Zak repeatedly stopped his urine stream, giving me just enough time to gulp down all of his nectar before letting his piss flow again in my mouth. My cock throbbed over and over again. He pulled his cock from my mouth and the last few sprays and drops of piss landed on my face, stache and beard. It was as if he was marking his territory. I stood up, slammed the rest of my beer in front of him then held the bottle to my cock head. I let out a full stream of piss filling my bottle to the top. I took a swig of my own piss then Zak took the bottle from my hand and left the bathroom. When I returned to the bar, he was sitting on his bar stool drinking from my beer bottle in front of everyone. They had no idea he was actually swigging my sweet cock nectar and not beer. After tipping another beer together and an erotic farewell kiss, I left for Milwaukee. On my drive up I94 I had time to think outside the heat of the moment. Even though I had fantasized for a long time about taking a poz cock raw, that was the first time I actually went through with it. A little fear set in knowing I could possibly poz from Zak’s DNA planted deep in my hole. I debated pulling into the Oasis pit stop, heading to the bathroom and emptying his seed from inside me. Those thoughts were quickly diverted by my cock boning up over thoughts of how awesome his hard shaft felt in me, and that having his poz cum in me also turned me on. The thoughts of his hot naked, inked body danced through my head. The smell of his piss still lingered on my beard and stache. My cock again throbbed in my jeans. I never even considered myself an actual chaser, but found myself craving more of his toxic spunk. The Oasis was just ahead, but I drove on past as my car continued down I94; my cock raging hard and my ass twitching full of Zak’s charged cum. I still had some fear in me, but I knew there was no turning back. I began to accept that I wanted to charge up, and I wanted Zak to be my gifter. The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 2 Unable to sleep, I got out of bed, and started my day. Today was a special day for several reasons. It was my 23rd birthday, and it was also Friday, the day of my first tattoo session with Zak. I was a little anxious and nervous, but excited to be seeing him again. I wanted to start my journey becoming a heavily inked pig, but I was not sure how much it would hurt. I turned on Netflix and watched some episodes of Miami Ink. Seeing hot Ami James and all his sexy ink just got me turned on and more determined than ever to go through with it. It was what I wanted. I decided to get dressed and cruise down to Chicago early. It was a perfect day for a drive, sunny and warm. I rolled down the windows and cranked the music. The air felt invigorating blowing across my body. I arrived in Boystown well ahead of my tattoo time with Zak, so I decided to browse the shops in the area. I came across a cool bookstore and bought a tattoo magazine. I also found an awesome pair of black biker boots, and a few t-shirts. Then I came across an adult bookstore and couldn’t resist checking out their gear. I ended up walking out with a “pig” t-shirt and a new yellow “piss pig” jock. After my little shopping spree I headed for the tattoo shop. I arrived a little early for my appointment. Zak greeted me with a hug and told me I could have a seat on the sofa while he finished up with his client. He grabbed me a bottle of water, and I sat down in the same place where just a week earlier I was taking Zak’s poz cock raw. The thought of it just gave me a major erection. I tried to find a distraction to get my boner to stop poking at my jeans. After all, Zak and his client were within eye’s shot. At least his client had his back to me. I found Zak’s portfolio sitting on the table next to the sofa. I browsed through the pages, but seeing his ink work only made my cock harder. I glanced at Zak, and he happened to look up at me. I immediately grinned back at him and stood up to show him my raging hard on through my jeans. I rubbed my crotch, and he chuckled then gave me a look that said, “Behave yourself.” I returned to the sofa and remembered an article I read several years earlier about a guy that popped wood at an inappropriate time and tried to “kill” the “snake” that had come to life in his pants by thinking about greasy dishes. (Why the hell I remember that article I have no idea). Maybe that would kill the beast in my pants. I tried to concentrate on dirty dishes, but all I could think about was stripping naked and having Zak fuck the hell out of me and unload his poz seed in my ass. My hard cock raged on. I grabbed a pillow for my lap to camouflage the bulge in my pants. After about a 15 minute wait, Zak poked his head around the corner and told me to follow him to his tattoo station. He walked to the entrance and locked the front door. “Now we’re all alone. No interruptions.” I pointed to my pants, “Good, because something is still up.” Zak laughed, “You’re becoming a cum-crazed pig. You know that don’t you?” “Yeah, and I love it.” I took a seat at his work station, and he walked up to me from behind. He put his hands on my shoulders, bent down and ran his tongue across the back of neck. He kissed my neck, nibbled my earlobe then worked his way to kissing my cheek. His tongue licked across my upper lip and he buried it into my mouth and started to make out with me, swirling his tongue with mine. Zak showed me his now hard cock bulging through his jeans, “As much as I want to tear your clothes off and fuck you right here, we won’t get anything done that way.” “And why is that a bad thing?” He again chuckled, “Let’s focus on your ink. We can play after.” “Oookkkaaayyy, ok.” “So are you ready to get started, sexy?” “Yeah, I’m ready.” “Awesome.” He grinned, “Besides, I’ll kill your hard on in no time when you feel the needle.” I chuckled and smiled at him, “You seem to be getting too much pleasure from that.” “I probably am, but there’s only one way to find out. Let’s get started. I made a few sketches for you to take a look at. If you like them I’ll use the one you want.” After looking at both designs, I had a hard time deciding between the two. Both were so cool. “Wow, I’d be happy with either design. They rock!!” “Well then, can I make a suggestion? This one is my favorite, because I think it will follow the curves of your arm the best.” “Cool. Then that’s it. It’s the one.” “Great. Get your shirt off and I’ll start the layout.” I pulled my shirt off over my head and sat down in the chair again. Zak was grinning at me. “What? What’s wrong?” “Nothing, I’m happy you are here, and allowing me to give you your first tattoo. That and you have one hot, trim body.” He pulled his chair next to mine, and took me by the hand. He positioned my arm and started the sketch. “This tattoo is going to look so cool on you, Zeek.” After about 10 minutes Zak completed the rough layout, and started to set up his ink. “Go look in the mirror and let me know if you’re happy with the layout.” I walked to the mirror and checked out the design. “It looks perfect.” “Awesome, get your sweet ass over here.” “Yes sir.” “Have a seat and get your arm up here. I’ll start out slow so you can see how it feels. We’ll work on it as long as you can. If you need a break, just let me know.” I sat in the “hot seat” again. I was nervous and excited all rolled up into one. Zak positioned my arm, “Here we go. You’re about to lose your tattoo virginity.” The familiar buzz of the tattoo gun filled the room, and my adrenaline rush kicked in. Zak rubbed a dab of aquaphor onto the first spot and the needle pierced my skin and the first line was inked in no time. I was happy to find the pain tolerable. It felt more like an annoying pinching sensation than anything. I also quickly discovered that I like to watch. I like to see the needle entering my skin watching the tattoo take shape. Guess that doesn’t come as a surprise to me, since I love visual stimulation with sex too. Seeing piss or cum shooting from a hot cock, or watching a hard piece of meat sliding in and out of a gaping ass is totally erotic. I like eye contact while getting fucked too. There definitely is a sexual side to the process of getting tattooed. The needle poked my arm again and snapped me back to reality. After about an hour and a half or so of turning my arm this way and that way, and switching to lying on the table, while Zak carved his design into my arm, the line work was finished. “How are you doing, Zeek? Need a break for a few?” “Sure. A stretch break would be good.” “How does it feel?” “It’s definitely burning a little, but it’s ok.” “Cool, we won’t finish in one session so let me know when you need to end. I’ll let you call it.” I walked over to the mirror to check out my new ink. Zak appeared behind me in the mirror, slipped his arm around my waist and kissed me gently on the neck. “It’s looking so hot on you, Zeek.” “I love it so far.” “Wait until you see the color start to fill it in. It will come to life.” Zak returned to his seat and set up the colors needed in his ink caps. After about 5 minutes, “I’m ready for you, Zeek. Let’s start shading in that sucker.” This time Zak had me lay on the table to start. He positioned my arm straight out away from my body. “Damn, Zeek, you make me want to tear those jeans off and fuck you right here.” Zak wheeled his chair to the side of the table and kissed me on the belly. I caressed the back of his head. His lips felt incredible on my skin, and his beard tickled my side. My cock certainly responded to his touch. It was already half erect. “I’d love to seed you right now.” “As hard as this is to say, Nah uh, it’s ink time. We can play soon enough.” He said, “I know, I know…..Focus.” The buzz of his tattoo gun kicked in again, and the color started on my sleeve. About 2 ½ hours later we were finished for the day. A bunch of color was completed and it was looking awesome, but my arm was also on fire. Zak cleaned up sleeve, and lightly rubbed a thin coat of aquaphor onto my skin. “That’ll cool it down, Zeek. Go check it out, man.” I walked to the mirror. “Oh my God, Zak, I love it.” He walked over to me at the mirror. “Wait till it’s finished. It’s going to look awesome.” He wrapped my arm then taped it in place then returned to his work station and began to clean it up. I continued to look at myself in the mirror, admiring my new ink. “It’s going to bleed a little and leak ink a bit, Zeek, so clean it when you get home. Put the aquaphor on it a few times a day while it heals.” “Ok….no problem.” Zak again appeared behind me in the mirror. He pulled his t-shirt off, put his arms around my waist and pulled my body tight against his. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. My dick quickly boned up. I reached back and slipped my hand between us to grab his hard dick. I rubbed his hard rod through his jeans. His cock throbbed in my hand, and Zak let out a moan of pleasure and began kissing my neck. As he whispered in my ear, “I want to fuck you raw, right here and right now,” he rubbed my hard cock, and unbuttoned my pants. He reached down into my pants and stroked my meat. My jeans dropped to my ankles, and Zak began to grind his cock against my bare ass. I could feel the wetness on the head of my cock as my precum leaked from my piss hole. Zak smeared my juice onto my shaft then put his wet hand over my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked up my precum from his hand. Zak slipped his thumb into my mouth, and I began to suck it. While he continued to kiss my neck from behind me, he unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. I grabbed his ass and pressed his cock tight into my ass cheeks. Zak again moaned then grasped me around the waist and chest. He kept grinding his cock between my ass cheeks. “Fuck, you feel so good, Zeek. I want to feel my cock inside you. Give you what we both want. “Yes, you know I want it. Charge me up, Zak. Please fuck me.” I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them aside. I was now naked with Zak’s cock pressed hard against my ass. His precum began to lube my hole as he continued to rub his hard cock between my cheeks. He kicked his jeans off. Our bodies were both naked. The touch of Zak’s skin against my body sent chills up my spine, and I could already feel the sweat forming between us. Zak held me tightly from behind with his arm across my chest, and with a firm grip caressed my ass cheeks and rubbed his hand across my hole. My ass tightened and puckered while my cock stiffened and throbbed. Zak kissed me on my mid back, then on my side, and raised my arm above my head to bury his tongue in my arm pit. He continued to lick my pit, lapping up the scent off my body. He moved in front of me then pressed his lips to mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I could taste my salty sweat on his lips and tongue. He spit in my mouth, and we continued to exchange saliva, while twisting our tongues together. With a firm grip on the back of my neck, we continued deep, erotic, French kissing for a few minutes. Then he hugged me and kissed my neck. He nibbled my ear lobe and buried his tongue in my ear while we ground our naked bodies against one another. Zak backed away from me, and snuck in one more kiss on my lips, then took me by the hand, our cocks both standing at attention and rock hard. He led me to the sofa where he first planted his seed in me the week before. He motioned to the couch, “Get on your knees, and spread those cheeks.” I eagerly obeyed. Zak knelt behind me and spread my cheeks wide with a firm grip. My puckered hole twitched with excitement, and he gave me one slap on the ass before burying his tongue into my ass. I arched my back and after continuous prodding and licking my hole opened up and his tongue slipped inside. He buried his tongue as deep as he could into my ass. The sensations sent chills through my body, and my hole begged to be filled by his cock. Zak gave one last grasp to my ass cheeks and a little massage. He stood up and then lounged back in a sitting position next to me on the sofa. His cock stood straight in the air. “Get your mouth on my cock and lube it up.” I shot onto the floor on my knees and slid the full length of his shaft down my throat. My tongue slid along his cock, and I began for work his dick in and out of my mouth. I continued to suck Zak’s cock, and it throbbed and pulsed in my mouth, spilling sweet precum down my throat. Zak grabbed the back on my head, shoving his cock deep down my throat. “Yeah, work that poz cock, swallow that charged precum.” He held his cock buried all the way in my mouth setting off my gag reflex, and making my eyes water. “Get up here and ride my cock. I want to see my meat slide all the way inside you.” I stood on the sofa, my legs straddling Zak’s, my pole standing straight up; balls dangling in front of his face. He tugged on my sack and engulfed both of my balls into his mouth. He sucked my balls, and licked them before grasping them with his hand and pulling them down to devour my cock down his throat. He sucked my rod for a few minutes, then said, “Sit on my poz cock, boy.” He spit in his hand, and as I lowered myself toward his hard shaft he smeared his spit onto my hole and lubed his cock with a few wet strokes. He directed the head of his meat toward my hole. His eyes were fixed on the head of his shaft as I squatted above his tool. I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. His PA ring and dick head pressed at my asshole, and with a quick thrust his cock head slipped inside. With a slow, steady motion my ass lips slid down the full length of his shaft. His hard cock was all the way inside me. Zak grabbed my hips and buried his cock even deeper in me. “FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!! Feel my poz rod in you. My PA is going to tear you up.” His cock stiffened in me, and his PA stretched my hole with each pulse of his meat. Zak cupped his hands onto my ass, and spread my cheeks wide open. I began to ride is pole all the way in and out of me with slow, steady motions. He groaned each time I took his cock all the way inside me. “Fuck, yes Zak!” The sensations were driving me wild. My cock was stiff and pulsing. Zak again grabbed my waist and began to shove me down onto his cock faster and harder, thrusting his hips each time to drive his death-stick all the way inside me. I could feel his PA further stretching and working my hole raw with each slam of his cock into my hole. It felt amazing. “Damn, Zeek, I can’t hold out much longer. You want my poz load?” “Fuck, yes. Breed me. Make me your poz pig.” My ass tightened around his shaft. “Oh, fuck, yes, here it comes. I’m going to poz you up, pig.” Zak thrust inside me. I felt his cock throb over and over again. As he filled my guts with his DNA, I stroked my cock, erupting cum onto his face, and beard. He opened his mouth. My cock continued to pulse, and I shot more of my jizz across his lips onto his tongue. While my cock still throbbed, I slowly worked the length of his shaft in and out of my ass. “Fuck, yes, Zeek, work my poz babies into you.” Blood tinged cum dripped from my ass with each plunge down his cock. Then I sat on his cock until I felt it stop throbbing inside me. I pulled his dick from my ass, and it slapped against his biohazard tattoo. His meat was covered with streaks of pink tinged cum. “Fuck, yes. Look at that, Zeek. Keep my virus in you. It definitely has access to your bloodstream.” Zak scooped up his blood streaked cum from his cock and put his fingers into my mouth. I licked and sucked them clean, swallowing every drop. Blood dripped from the edge of the bandage covering my freshly inked arm. It splattered onto Zak’s biohazard tattoo and cock. He ran his fingers down his shaft through my blood, across his lips and tongue. I kissed his mouth, tasting my blood on his lips. Still puffing and panting, “Fuck, Zeek. That was so hot. I love fucking my poz cum into your ass.” “I love feeling you shoot your toxic seed in me.” We need to change your bandage. Zak removed the wrapping from my arm and walked to his station for more bandages. I enjoyed looking at his naked body. It was such a turn on to me. He returned with more supplies and reapplied the bandage to my arm. We lie naked in each other’s arms on the sofa. “When can you get back down here to see me? We can continue your ink after a few weeks too. Let this heal a bit first.” “I definitely can get here in two weeks to continue my ink.” “How about we go on a date next weekend and an ink session two weeks from tonight same time?” “Sounds perfect to me.” “You know, you could possibly be ready for a biohazard tattoo in two weeks too.” I smiled, “Fuck yes.” My cock started to bone up at that thought, and I planted a slow, passionate kiss onto Zak’s lips. “Zeek, I want you to know something. I don’t want to just poz you. I like you, and not just a little. I like you a lot. I want you to be my boyfriend, my poz pig. What do you say?” “I’d like that a lot.” We continued to make out on the sofa. Our naked bodies pressed tightly together. Before we knew it both of our cocks were fully boned up again. We began to grind our bodies together. Zak kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “Zeek, I want to give you my DNA again. Make you my poz boy……….”

So I recently started dating this new guy. He's super hunky, which is right up my alley, and its been going pretty well so far. He's expressed interest to me in trying his first steroid cycle because he wants to get even bigger. Although I think he already looks great, the slut in me loves the idea of being with an agressive over-muscled animal, and the thought of being able to watch his growth before my own eyes and seeing how the hormones change him is a chance I didn't want to miss. I started encouraging him to try it out. After a few days of contemplating he decided he was ready to go down this path of muscle growth with steroids. Its been about two weeks since he's started his cycle, and its like he's become a completely different person. He's always been horny (if he wasn't I couldn't be with him ?), but since he's started cycling it seems like he can't seem to do or think about anything other than working out and fucking. Its like my dream come true. Almost everyday he comes home and just wants to fuck till be passes out. He's generally versatile, but since the hormones make it difficult to get erect for a long time, he has pretty much become a pure bottom. Everyday he's on the hunt for pretty much any cock he can find that will massage his prostate. Last night we went to the sauna, and he told me that he got fucked by at least twelve guys. After the 8th he stopped counting. I'm the luckiest because I get to fuck him last after all his whoring around. I love seeing how loose his fuck hole is becoming. His hole is more and more swollen and loose every day from the constant penetration. I now can easily slide my tongue in and lick up all that sperm he gets fucked up in him. I can definitely get used to this.

i always have a hard on reading this story - and i've read it about 50 times. i want more.

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.

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.

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.

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I just went to a fabric store and found cotton fabric with white polka dots intermixed with a few gold polka dots, and a navy silk-like fabric with white polka dots. I also found - get this - cotton navy with white hearts in place of the polka dots. I couldn’t resist buying a couple of yards of each. I’m firing up the sewing machine and making hankies.

Stepping out of the shower I grabbed the thick towel and began running it vigorously over my hard defined body, feeling invigorated and refreshed and ready to continue the nasty piggy play leather daddy and I had been having with his meth-and-cock craving sexy neg pig bottom boi, Trevor ever since he walked into daddy's house Friday night. We had continually filled him with meth thru hitting the pipe, giving him shotguns and numerous booty bumps, using our fingers and our bare dicks. At first he'd protested against being fucked and only wanted oral because he was still a virgin. That made daddy determined to pop the sub pig's cherry hole and to do it bare. Once he felt the first dick in his sexy hairy bi ass he'd ever had he couldn't get enough cock in his boi hole. And with tina and me and daddy seducing him and taking advantage of his resistance getting weaker and weaker, he'd finally given in to his unrealized desires to be fucked raw and filled with hot multiple loads of cum! Daddy and I did not disappoint him and had filled him over and over with our cum and piss in both his holes. He had gone from resisting to all-out fucking begging for his new daddy's and bro's bare cocks and chem cum and piss filling him up and we gladly obliged. What he didn't know was that the loads of cum we were injecting into him were toxic unmedicated and very viral poz loads! He even got into some dirty very verbal poz roleplay at daddy's urging while daddy and I "pretended" to be poz and the tweaked out pig let us know how much he wanted us both to knock him up and give him our bug! We had gone at it nearly non-stop till almost noon Saturday when all 3 of us had laid down together in daddy's bed, our sweaty cum and piss soaked bodies pressed together and fell asleep. I had woke up nearly an hour ago alone in the big bed. I started to call out for daddy when I realized I heard the water running in the shower and then, above the sound of the water I heard Trevor's moans and whimpers and pleadings for daddy to fuck him harder and deeper. My cock sprang to full hardness immediately as I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom as quietly as I could - not that they would have heard me over the water and the hungry pig's groanings and beggings. Looking inside the doorway I could clearly see daddy and Trevor inside the huge 3-sided glass shower stall. Daddy had Trevor pressed up against the tile wall, their backs to me, as daddy's powerful ass cheeks clenched and unclenched with each brutal deep penetrating thrust into the party pig's unresisting hole. "You ready, slut?" Daddy said as his pounding continued. "You ready to take more of Daddy's cum deep inside your fucking hungry pig guts?!" "Yes, Daddy! PLEASE!" Trevor moaned loudly and eagerly. "Shoot your cum deep inside my faggot hole. Mark me, Sir, and make me yours! I NEED your cum in me Daddy! Fill me up...cum in me PLEASE!!" I had stepped inside the bathroom and was standing just outside the enclosed shower, stroking my throbbing dick as a steady stream of poz precum dripped onto the floor. I was standing at just the right angle where daddy saw me out of the corer of his eye and turned his head toward me, grinning lewdly as he pummelled the sexy pig bottom impaled on his fat raw dick. Trevor's head was turned the other way so he didn't know he had an audience. "Fucking take it pig!" Daddy shouted. "Yeah you dirty cum hungry fucker! Take your daddy's hot cum deep inside your needy hole. Be daddy's cumdump and feel my seed shooting in you and becoming part of you...nowwwwwwwwwwwwww!!" At that I saw daddy grab Trevor's shoulders and thrust powerfully into the boi's welcoming hole as another thick load of venomous cum sprayed into his wrecked and ready hole. "Yes, yes, yes", Trevor moaned over and over as he felt every volley of daddy's latest load shooting into him. They stayed joined and still for a minute or more as they both calmed down and caught their breath. Suddenly the room was filled with an almost deadly quiet as daddy turned off the water and the only sounds were their breathing and the slick stroking of my fist along my hard thick poz shaft. "DAMN!" I said. "That was so fucking hot dudes!" Daddy grinned at me as he pulled his wet dick from the hole he'd just bred. "Glad you liked it, boy" he said to me. Then he slapped Trevor's ass as he said "And I KNOW you liked it boi, didn't you?" "Oh fuck yes daddy! I love getting fucked by you and your big daddy dick! And bro's too" he added looking over at me and licking his lips. They stepped out of the shower and daddy began drying Trevor off then Trevor did the same to him. Daddy looked at me as they headed out of the bathroom and told me to take a shower and join them back in the living room. He leaned close and whispered in my ear, "I have a surprise or 2 for you and your pig bro!". Then he licked my ear, grinned at me and led Trevor out of the bathroom as I got in the shower. As I finished drying I saw my dick was at full mast again as I remembered the shower scene I had walked in on and wondered what daddy meant about a surprise for both his boys. I didn't have a clue what it might be but I knew that if daddy had prepared it, it would be fucking hot as hell and add to the pervy fun we'd already been having. Walking out of the bathroom I heard daddy call out, telling me to pass thru the kitchen and bring some bottled water for each of us. Entering the kitchen I stopped in my tracks and felt my cock twitch again. On the counter next to the fridge was anote in daddy's handwriting saying, "Surprise #1....just for you boy!" Next to the note was a small mirror with two fat white lines of powder on its face and a straw laying next to the mirror. Hot damn! Daddy knew I liked doing a snort of coke now and then but preferred to let me have it only on special occasions so I wouldn't need much to feel its effects. This weekend was obviously a special occasion and daddy was both rewarding me for helping him with Trevor, and also making sure that I was just as horny and eager to please daddy as Trevor was! I wasted no time in grabbing the straw and leaning over the mirror inhaling the first line in one nostril then the 2nd line in the other nostril. Fuck!! As always, the stuff daddy got was always primo. I felt the coke hit me before I straightened back up from doing the 2nd line and had to garb the edge of the counter to steady myself. I needed to fuck and suck and cum and get fucked and sucked and bred! I needed cock and I needed ass and I needed cum! I hoped daddy was ready and able to take on two fucked up horny sex crazed pigs I thought as I grabbed the 3 waters and headed to the living room. Of course I knew he was....Daddy is as insatiable as they come! to be continued....

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Bonus post since the last chapter would have been too long with this as part of it Part 71 - Howling at the Moon “Damn, my dick is sore” Kyle said about halfway through dinner. The guys at the table next to them snickered. “Yeah and my balls hurt too. It’s gonna be a quiet night I think” Joe said. They finished their dinner and did their usual walk around the resort, admiring the clear night, the warm breeze and the hot guys. They sat at the pool bar and enjoyed a few beers and chatted a while. They walked around again and heard some noises coming from an area opposite of the hot tub from the night before. Getting closer they noticed the sign warning of nude sunbathing allowed inside. The sounds definitely didn’t sound like sunbathers and the sun was down. “Vampires getting a moon tan?” Joe joked. “Werewolf orgy sounds more like it” Kyle quipped. They walked in and saw two guys on their knees on a pair of lounge chairs getting fucked. Most of the guys standing around were naked and stroking, a few were like Joe and Kyle and had clothes or swimwear on. Each time Joe or Kyle rubbed their crotch they were reminded of just how sore their cocks were. “Come on, guys. Get your clothes off!” yelled one of the guys fucking. Joe looked at Kyle and shrugged his shoulders. They took their shirts off, dropped their shorts and underwear and folded them, placing them on a table. They moved closer to the action and soon heard one of the tops grunt and unload in his bottom. Seconds later the other top did the same. As the tops pulled out, the bottoms got up and one said “That’s all I can take right now” and the crowd grumbled. Some tops that were in line looked around to see who would come forward to be the next guys to get fucked. Joe pushed Kyle forward who reached back and said “If I get fucked, you do too.” Joe chuckled and followed his boyfriend to the chairs and they got on their knees. The first two guys approached them and spit on their holes and then both pushed in, caring little if Joe or Kyle were ready. Joe looked over at the guy fucking Kyle and laughed to himself. The guy fucking Kyle was a chunky sunburned guy with gut. He was thrusting his cock into Kyle like a jackhammer. Joe wondered if this was the first time the guy had fucked in months. The guy fucking him was almost the exact opposite. He was a hairy, tall, thin, dark skinned middle eastern guy. His motion was almost gentle and delicate. The only time Joe liked a gentle fuck was with Kyle and even then, very rarely. After a few minutes of slow strokes, Joe shoved his ass back, driving the guy’s cock all the way in. He gripped the shaft as tight as he could with his ass muscles and yelled out “Fuck me dude! We’re not making love here.” The guy responded and within a few seconds had grabbed his hips and was drilling Joe hard. The guys standing around started yelling out encouragement and he started fucking faster. Joe started milking the guy’s cock and soon he felt the change in thrusts. A couple guys yelled out “Breed him” and two more thrusts was all it took. Joe felt the guy’s cock pulsing in his hole and he kept milking it, feeling his hole getting sloppy with all the cream now inside. He looked over and Kyle’s top was now just slamming in every few seconds. He was dripping with sweat and breathing heavy. He pushed in hard and held Kyle’s hips tight as his body twitched. Kyle yelled out “Oh fuck yeah” as his ass took the stranger’s load. Joe felt the cock inside him slowly get pulled out and then another guy shoved his cock inside. This one was thicker but not as long and just pounded him nonstop for about five minutes and then dropped his load in. Joe looked at Kyle and saw another guy fucking him and a few minutes later heard a loud grunt and the guy fell on top of Kyle, pushing him flat against the lounge chair. Three more guys fucked Joe and two nailed Kyle and there was a pause. Joe looked around and then he heard people mumbling. A guy walked up behind him and slapped his ass “Well, howdy neighbor” a deep rough voice said. “Uh… Hi?” Joe replied. “I’m kinda sick of listening to you guys breed everything that moves and leave nothing for the rest of us” the guy said. “Plenty of dick and ass to go around, bud” Joe said. “Not everyone is so eager to get our dirty seed. Unlike you pups, we let our bug grow and stay potent instead of taking drugs and just pretending to be a dangerous poz guy” the guy told Joe. Joe chuckled to himself, letting the guy believe what he wanted. The guy slammed his cock into Joe’s hole and Joe could feel the large PA drag through his hole and then plunge inside. Joe let out a loud grunt and the people standing around all gasped. Joe turned his head and saw it was the cub from the bus. Six feet of furry, barrel chested late 30’s man with a mean look on his bushy bearded face hiding the sunken cheeks. A red biohazard tattoo was around his pierced left nipple and the word “Proud” right above it. Joe smiled and then said defiantly “Fuck me. Do your worst.” The guy snorted and pulled back and slammed back in. It was a brutal fuck, just like Joe had given to so many guys that were chasing the bug. He liked that the guy thought he was a medicated, undetectable poz guy and looked down at him for caving to the expected treatment. BAM! The guy slammed back into him. Joe could hear the people talking. He heard the comments from the crowd - “Oh my god, I’m glad that’s not me” and “It’s kinda hot watching two poz guys fuck” and “How can he take being pounded like that and not scream out?” Joe looked over and the otter was fucking Kyle. He had a matching biohazard tattoo around his left nipple as well as a skull and crossbones tattoo on his right pec. It looked like most other fucks - nothing overly hard or gentle. Just a constant pounding of a poz cock into a poz hole. The otter had a smile on his face and was just enjoying a warm, cummy hole to fuck. The cub started fucking faster and Joe felt his hands grab on to his shoulders. The guy was going to make sure that all six inches of virus injecting cock was getting inside Joe’s cunt. Faster and faster he pounded, each stroke pushing the chair a few inches across the concrete. “God, I envy the fucker that charged this ass up. You really know how to take a cock” growled the cub. Joe smiled and thought “God, I’m glad it was Mark instead of you.” A dozen more thrusts and Joe heard a roar come from behind him as the cub buried his cock in as far as he could. Joe could feel the thick cock throb inside him as the cub pumped his toxic seed inside. Joe wondered if any neg guy would be crazy enough to dip his cock into his hole after the cub finished. Kyle felt the otter start thrusting into him harder. He clamped down with his hole around the cock and heard the otter groan. He did it again and heard the guy ask “You want this load? I’m gonna give you a new strain for sure.” Kyle grunted and then felt one last thrust and then his hole getting flooded with another charged load. The otter pulled out and slapped Kyle’s ass and Kyle looked around. There were still a dozen guys standing around stroking their cocks but no one seemed to be interested in putting their cock in the poisonous mixture inside his or Joe’s holes. Kyle started to get up and then heard a voice say “Wait, s’il vous plait.” Up walked a skinny guy with a very bushy beard that hung down over four inches from his chin. His left arm was covered with dark ink and he had a large septum piercing that got buried in his mustache. He had a long, nine inch cock with an upward bend that was pointing out in front of him, dripping as he walked. The head of his cock had four dydoe piercings. Kyle had no longer gotten back on all fours when he felt the cock shove all the way into his hole and past the inner ring. The guy muttered numerous words in French that Kyle had never heard before. His business languages classes never covered terms like “slut”, “fag”, “cumdump” or “bitch.” After several minutes of pounding the guy shoved him flat on the chair and used his cock to piledrive into Kyle’s abused cunt. The guy let out a loud groan and Kyle could feel the cum pump into his ass and some drip down his balls. The guy pulled his cock out and said “Bon chance” as he walked away. Kyle laid there a minute and got up before he walked over to Joe and pulled him to his feet. They put their shorts back on and headed to the bar for a well deserved drink.

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 21 - Jacob's Return "Morning sexy." Jake huddled closer to Marco before realising it was already 9am. Jake panicked as his brother would be there 10am. Marco was feeling horny and wanted his morning booty with Jake but he was already heading to shower and dress. Marco threw on some shorts and t-shirt, and told Jake to make sure he had something to drink and eat , he headed downstairs to the kitchen. On the other side of the suburb Jacob was sat drinking coffee as his dad appeared. "Morning, where did you go last night?" "Momring, I had dinner with Jake and I err... got offered a job." "What?" "I know." He regaled the events and how he was offered the job, the training and wages, his dad smiling and warning him not to fuck this opportunity up. He went on telling him he was meeting Jake at 10am and going shopping for some work clothes. His dad gave him some money as his mum appeared in the kitchen. She was overexcited at the news and happy that he and Jake were spending time together. He left to get the 9.45 bus figuring he would be there at just after 10am. Fabian and Marco were talking in the kitchen as Jake appeared, Marco handed him a bowl of fruit and yoghurt. Spencer and JP walked in announcing they smelt the coffee from next door. JP was dressed in his chauffeur uniform, Jake looked him over. "Are you working today JP?" "Of course, taking you and your bro shopping." "No, that's not necessary JP we can bus it." "Not on my watch Jake." "Fabian tell him he doesn't need to do this." "Sorry Jake it's all taken care of any anyway Alfredo is expecting you both." He knew it was no good pressing the point so he went over and gave him a kiss and hug. Spencer and JP were not happy, as they stood waiting. Realising they wanted a kiss and hug to he happily obliged. "Marco, when are you going to free Jake up for some fun?" "When ever Jake is happy to." All eyes were on Jake as he sat down and sipped his coffee eyeing each of them and smirking. Andre appeared saying Jacob was standing outside like last night. Fabian said he would go and get him. "Jacob, why are you standing outside, come on in." "I thought you might be annoyed at me for messing you around last night. "I told you, you are always welcome Jacob." As they entered the kitchen he was introduced properly to JP and also to Spencer. He clicked that this was the doctor of the hospital where granny had been moved to. Jake offered Jacob food and drink but he declined so they headed out with JP in front. "Is he coming with us?" "He is driving us to the store." Jacob was loving the ride in the limo but all too quickly they pulled up outside Harvey Nichols. "Jake I can't afford to shop here." "Don't worry it is taken care of Jacob, just trust me." Alfredo was standing at the entrance as JP had called ahead to say there were arriving. "Jake how lovely to see you again." "Hello Alfredo, this is my brother Jacob." "Jacob, I am Alfredo, I will make sure you get everything you need. Do you want to look around first or trust our judgement?" "I trust your judgement Alfredo." They entered the cool air of the department store as Alfredo escorted them to the discreet private lounge. Jacob was just taking everything in unsure of what was suppose to happen. They sat down in the oversized chairs, Jake told Alfredo that Jacob needed some modest casual work clothes. He nodded and sent off his two assistants to gather some clothes. Jacob took the glass of champagne and sipped it then put the glass down, he didn't care for it. The assistants reappeared with two racks of clothing, Jacob disappeared in the dressing room trying on the first shirt and trousers. He came out and stood in front of Jake and Alfredo. He told him what ever he liked to make sure the dressing assistant knew clearly. Every time he came out to show Jake and Alfredo who just nodded and smiled approvingly at his choices. By the end there was only one pair of trousers and two shirts he didn't like, the other rail contained 6 pairs of trousers and 25 shirts along with shoes, socks and underwear, he came out looking exhausted. "Do I choose my favourite ones now?" "No, everything on the rail you liked is yours." "What? that's way to much, I can't take them all." "No arguing Jacob." Jake reached in to his pocket and pulled his credit card out to give to Alfredo. He smiled then said it is all taken care of, he knew that meant Fabian was paying for this. Alfredo told Jake the clothes would be delivered later that day, he gave Alfredo a kiss on the cheek and Jacob shook his hand, he escorted them back through to the front of the store where JP was waiting. Several on lookers waiting to see who the limo was for as they both climbed in and settled down for the ride back. "Jake I really cannot take all those clothes." "Fabian will be upset if you don't. All you need to do is thank him Jacob, he is a very generous person." "Why did Fabian pay for them?" "He obviously likes you, you were great company last night." "God knows what mum and dad will say when see all my new clothes." They pulled up to the house and JP opened the passenger door as he told them he would see them shortly for lunch. Jacob still a bit cautious reluctantly agreed to stay for lunch. Walking towards the Orangery Andre came through and told Jake that Marco and Ben were in the gym and expecting him there. Andre eyed Jacob before asking. "Are you joining them for their workout?" "Nah, I ain't got anything to wear." "Come on, I have spare shorts and top, you are roughly my size." Andre grabbed Jacob's hand and started pulling him towards the stairs. He just gave up and followed on behind to his bedroom, Andre tossed him a pair of shorts and a top. Jacob nervously looked around before asking if he could change in the bathroom. Andre just waved a hand as a sat and watched him disappear. A few moments later he came out carrying his clothes, Andre realised Jacob's trainers were no good for the gym, he grabbed a pair from the closet and handed them to him. "You have great tattoos Jacob." "Thanks." "Ready?" "I think so." "Just leave your other clothes here. Come on lets go." As they got to the basement gym Marco and Ben had finished their workout. Marco was helping Jake on the weights, Andre got on the running machine, Ben just sat there drinking water and trying to avoid a repeat of last night. Jacob thought he would try weights as well, he walked over to where Ben was sitting. "Are you still annoyed at me for last night?" "I don't know Jacob, I tried to be nice to you as I want to be your friend but I think we would be to much for each other to handle." Jacob looked at the shirtless Ben in awe at his pretty heft muscle definition, he sat down next him. "Just give me time, I am not use to people being so nice with me. I do want to be your friend though." "Next time you get snappy with me you are going in the pool to cool down." "Deal. So can you help me?" "Help you with what?" "Weights, I am not sure what to do." "Have you done gym weights before?" "No, gym membership is a luxury I can't afford." "Okay, I think we start you off with 20 minutes today, then on the treadmill for 20." Ben smiled and stood up and walked over the weights, Jacob followed and watched him adjust the weights with ease. His brother was across the room on the other weight bench, he glanced over to him and Marco. Despite of the huffing and puffing he was doing his eyes never strayed from Marco's, he had never seen his brother look so happy and he supposed that is what love is really about. Jacob began slowly whilst Ben stood over him helping, his gaze was inadvertently on Ben's body. Several times Ben held his shoulders down telling him not to raise his body just use his arms, Ben loved looking at his tribal tattooed arms . The time passed quickly, Jacob was not unfit but the run on the treadmill did him in, he sat down catching his breath. Ben brought over some water for Jacob, he then turned away and bent over to pick up his trainers, doing so caused the band on his shorts to slip down. Jacob spotted the tattoo on his lower back. He caught Ben completely off guard. "I didn't know you had a tattoo, what does it mean?" "Oh, it is just symbolic. It is a family thing." "Family?" "Yes. I will let you rest for a bit then off to the pool for the your first swimming lesson." "I haven't got any swimming gear." "Andre won't mind you wearing the shorts in the pool." The first swimming lesson went pretty good, once he found the rhythm of the stroke he managed to do a couple of lengths. Jacob rested in the shallow end next to Ben, for once he didn't feel frustrated at his lack of swimming effort. He felt Ben's hand on his arm and turned to look at him. Ben was looking over his tattoos more closely as his hand went up and down his arm, Jacob was clearly relaxed and didn't mind, his eyes were fixed on Ben's face. Lunch came and went and Jacob gladly went back down to the pool with Ben and Andre, this time both of them swam with him urging him to take slow strong strokes in the water. All to quickly it was time for him to leave, he needed to get ready for his date with a girl who had been chasing him for a couple of weeks. Fabian and Jake walked him to the door, he spoke to Fabian. "Thank you for everything you have done, you didn't need to buy me clothes though, but I am grateful." "It is the least I can do Jacob. Plus you do seem to have a calming effect on Andre and Ben, that makes my life easier." With that he smiled and shook Fabian's hand and gave Jake a hug, he made sure Jacob knew where he had to go on Monday, he turned to walk down the driveway when Fabian called over to him. "Jacob, remember you are always welcome to come over and use the gym and pool any time you want to." Jacob smiled back and waved.

Part 20 - A Moment In Time Laughter was echoing all around the decking as Jacob and Jake talked and about growing up. Jake confessed up to Jacob that he had a mad crush on him as he turned 17, Jacob blushed before he replying that he just thought they had connected stronger before saying he was weird having a crush on him. They both looked at each other as tears streamed down their faces from laughing so much. Jacob looked at his watch it was already 9.30pm. "I really should be going guys, but I have enjoyed myself and glad I came over." "Jacob, you are welcome to stay the night, there are plenty of bedrooms here. Don't worry you will be safe." They all pleaded with him to stay before he finally gave up and looked at Fabian. "I don't know what to say, you have all been so friendly, and not judged me." "You are Jake's brother and he is family to us so you are always welcome here Jacob." Ben was getting shifty and bored before he stood up. "Right Jacob, want to see the pool?" "Pool, oh hell yeah. Err.. your not going to throw me in are you?" "No, your safe this time, but eventually I will." He stood up and waited for Ben to show him the way. Following like a puppy down the steps in to the garden, Ben was talking very animatedly, the rest watched and saw Jacob bend over laughing. As he righted himself Ban placed his arm around Jacob's shoulder just like brothers or cousins, or even lovers would do. They watched carefully but Jacob showed no reaction as they carried on walking and talking towards the pool. Paul was first to speak. "They seem to have hit it off well Fabian." "From what you guys told me about Jacob I would never have expected him to get on so well with Ben." "You know Ben always the charmer and get's his own way, you should know that Fabian." "Very funny Paul. I am just pleased he is comfortable being around us." Ban and Jacob reached the pool. "Wow, this is friggin amazing Ben." "How about it Jacob?" "A?" "Want to go for a swim?" "No, anyway I'm not a very good swimmer." "Well if you come round again I would be happy to teach you." "If you think you can put up with my frustration." "Come on, strip off and jump in with me. Anyway I want to see those tattoos of yours." "You first, I want to see how good your body really is." "Jacob... are you flirting with me?" "No, why would you say that?" "It was a very strange remark you made. But don't be upset about it, I don't mind if you were." "Well I wasn't." "So if you don't want to swim how about toe dipping?" Jacob shifted on the spot a little agitated at their exchanged, but he rolled up his trousers and took his shoes and socks off the same as Ben did. They sat with their feet in the water, a very awkward silence between them. Ben didn't want to push the issue and upset him so he laid back horizontally with his feet submerged in the water. Jacob broke the silence. "Have I upset you?" "Not at all Jacob. I thought I had pushed you to far." "Oh, you know about my aggressiveness?" "Yes. But your not aggressive I think it is a barrier you put up to look tough." "Everyone seems to know Jacob better than me." "Why do you do it?" "I don't know. I guess I'm scared of the future. Jake being gay really tore us apart and he I don't think he realised that." "Did it, or did tear you apart?" "None of your business." "I'm trying to be nice to you Jacob, I have had a great night laughing with you so stop putting up the fucking barriers." "I'm going back." "Why are you running Jacob? I though you at least liked hanging out with me." "I do." "What are you running from?" "Stay out of my face." Jacob was angry and Ben could see it in his face but his eyes told a different story. He picked his things up and walked back to decking. Puzzled faces greeted him, he looked at Jake and told him it was best if he went home. Jake took him out to the gate. "What happened Jacob?" "Nothing I should go home." "Come on, at least be honest with me." "It was Ben alright, he just got in my face." "Come round tomorrow at 11am, we can go shopping. Ben takes time to get use to, but he is a great friend to have." Jacob hugged his brother then left. Jake wandered back to the decking, Ben had walked back from the pool still with his trousers rolled up. Fabian and Paul were not looking happy with Ben. Fabian wanted to know what was going on. "Ben, what happened, why was Jacob so upset?" "I don't know, we were just talking, I thought I had upset him but he started unravelling his feelings." "Then what?" "I think I know the answer to that. His guard must have completely dropped and it left him vulnerable." "I'm sorry Jake, I didn't mean this to happen, I just thought we were getting on alright." "It's not your fault Ben, I think you just entered his personal space before he was ready." Jacob sat on the night bus looking out the window as it meandered through the streets up to Wandsworth. His head was whirring with emotions, unsure what they meant his closed his eyes and hoped he hadn't upset Jake by leaving the way he did. Marco stroked Jake's head as they lay in bed, he felt that Jake was a little upset. "What is it Jake." "Just hoping that Jacob is alright." He rolled over to face Marco moving closer as their lips met in unbridled love for each other. Jake kissed him hard forcing Marco on to his back. He kissed his neck and slowly worked down his body paying attention to his nipples and naval. Eventually he reached the tip of Marco's cock, he moistened his tongue and began to lick the shaft gently up and down. His lps opened and took the head in to his mouth, Marco moaned as he continued to caress Jake's head and shoulders. He loved the feel of Marco's body, his king soft and tight around each muscle. He tried to take all the head and shaft into his mouth, his very amateur attempt causing him to gag and choke several times. Marco pulled him up to kiss and positioned him so he was now straddling across his body. Jake's arse rested on his hard shaft as their tongues entwinned in each others mouths. Jake inched up and forward freeing Marco's cock which now sprang up and rubbed against his hole, Jake looked lovingly in his eyes and wiggle his arse until he felt the head inching it's way inside his body. He let out a moan of pleasure as his back began to straighten forcing more of the shaft deeper in to him. Their eyes never loosing contact until he finally felt Marco's balls meeting his arse, his head rolled back as he whispered Marco's name several times, rocking his hips as he did so. Marco gently thrusting upwards with every back motion Jake's hips did. Jake yelped in pleasured pain as he had never felt Marco being so deep inside him as he was at that moment. Connected with his lover, hands holding each others he continued to ride Marco for a long time. Marco trying to show some restraint as he enjoyed the feeling of Jake making love to him. The excitement building up, the burning passion running rife their bodies, nobody else in the world mattered as they became one with each other. Marco whispered how much he loved him, his hips thrusted up hard, his orgasm causing Jake's head to flip back as beads of sweat ran down his young body. He felt the cock inside him pulsing, Marco pushed Jake back he felt the cock going even deeper hitting his prostate. Jake grabbed Marco's legs as his own cock pulsed firing his seed over Marco's chest, the cock inside exploded and a warm gush flowed in to him. He wanted him badly as his arse pushed down harder on to Marco's cock intensifying his orgasm. He rested his body for a moment then Marco pulled him forward, arms wrapped around each other kissing and caressing each other. There they stayed until the both fell asleep.

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Part 14; I went to the spa pool area to begin my search of crix man. Bingo on my first look. There he was trying his charms on a mid twenties looking guy who clearly wasn't interested. 'Hey. Yes, you, dry yourself up, you are coming with me'. He was so startled he just did as he was told. He followed me to our private room. I opened the door and motioned him in. I took the dildo out of the new twinks ASS. 'We both feel a bit mean that you didn't get to finger his cunt earlier. So, go for it mate'. He went to take a step forward, then moved back, as though this was some kind of trap. I nodded towards the twink and gave the green light face. He moved forward again, kneeling between the twinks legs. He slowly inserting his middle and index fingers. His face relaxed into a greedy lust, quickly followed by his ring and small fingers now also inside the twinks cunt. That's right, crix man had 4 fingers inside upto his knuckles and was being rough with his jabbing, no lube, and unkempt sharp nails. I noticed that his now hard Dick was oozing, and it certainly did not look like pre cum. 'What's that coming out of your Dick?' 'Oh yes, um, I guess I have gone and caught Gonnorhoea again. It started a few days ago, and haven't gotten around to going to the clinic'. A lifeboat for my death-seed. My new twink would not forgive his Dad if I didn't get that pus inside him! 'Get yer Dick in him mate'. 'You got a condom to hand?' 'He doesn't use them anymore, do you boy!?' 'No Dad' 'But it isn't just the Gonnorhoea. I am also poz, have been off long term medication for several months now'. 'Did you hear all that boy?' 'Yes Dad'. 'You want him to wear a rubber boy?' 'PLEASE NO Dad'. 'You heard him. And I want to see you smear that disgusting pus on his cunt'. He took his 4 fingers out, and milked his perineum, forcing more thick and creamy yellow infectious pus to ooze from his slit. Holding mid shaft he as instructed smeared his flowing pus all over my new twinks sweet pink and until recently 'innocent' cunt. 'Beautiful. Now FUCK him!' This wasted looking crix beast climbed between the restrained twinks legs, and sunk his multi infectious shaft in deep. My new twink let out a huge moan of ecstasy. I took his blindfold off... 'Is this what you have been looking for?' 'Yes Dad. Oh Fuck Yes.' I removed his restraints, and like a natural he wrapped his legs around crix Man's back. I sat back and watched them fuck, locked in an intense animalisitc grip. Having watched for a while, stroking my Hard Dick, I said... 'Get on all 4's boy'. 'Yes Dad'. They released their grip, and he did as he was told. I knelt before his face, shoving in my Dick. Crix man held onto the twinks hips, and plunged back in, fucking at a steady pace. We looked at each other. His face was pale and sunken which enhanced his bushy mustache. His eyes were glazed. We exchanged a look that only a certain group of people could understand. He then began to quicken his fucking pace, and his breathing was becoming erratic. I knew he couldn't hold much longer. 'Go on mate, breed his cunt with your filthy poison'. That was all he needed to hear, and with that he commenced high powered piston fucking, and was soon screaming 'Haaaaaaaaaaail', as he grunted demonically, unleashing his own unique mixture of nasty life changing pathogens. He fell on top of my twink, spent, and continued to slowly rock his hips, grinding in his death-juice. He stood up, and commanded that his shaft be licked clean. My new boy did as he was told. Crix man looked at his cleaned up Dick... 'You've done a good job, but, you've missed a bit'... And with that he milked his perineum bringing more pus to ooze out, which was soon lapped up by my eager boy. And then he disappeared into the maze as quickly as I brought him into my private den. I looked down at my new twink, who looked up at me with a satisfied piggy expression as he semi fisted himself with 4 fingers upto his knuckles... 'Right, you are coming home with me, Let's get dressed and go. No need to shower. Let everything take'.

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

Dirty Cheating Danny. I had barely got back home when my ass started itching for a fat dick. Pretty much as expected when I got home Aiden was thrilled to see me and hugged and kissed and we went out for a romantic dinner together. (And pretty much as expected we did not have sex that night.) Dinner was at a restaurant run by good friends of ours, a married gay couple. We went there a lot as it was walking distance from the house. Aiden had met one of them at college and they remained friends, even after we got together. Danny managed the front of the restaurant while Chuck managed the kitchen. Danny was quite flirtatious, but never when Chuck was around and Aiden had made negative comments about it more than once. This evening was no different. Danny gave us each a big hug and kiss and showed us to our table. I was quite turned on when he squeezed my butt when he hugged me. Danny was as hot as hell! As we sat down Danny smiled at us and quipped. “I guess we’ll keep dinner snappy, as I’m sure you two will want to go home and fuck like little bunnies, considering that you have been apart for a whole week.” I wish. It had been months since we had done anything together. “I should probably chaperone you boys home after dinner, and if you get too frisky together I can prize you apart by inserting myself between your sweaty bodies.” As he walked away I saw the irritated expression on Aiden’s face. “I wonder sometimes if Chuck knows how much Danny flirts with us when he isn’t around. I mean, it’s not right. They’re married after all. He grabbed my butt while he was hugging me and now that last comment!” I quietly chuckled to myself thinking that if he continued flirting I might call his bluff. “Well, Chuck has nothing to fear. We wouldn’t do anything with him.” Aiden waited a moment before replying. “Yeah, I know, but other guys might be different, and I’d hate for Chuck to get hurt. After all, I’ve known him since college and he’s one of my best friends.” I looked Aiden straight in the eye. I’m not sure why I said what I did, because it often led to arguments, but I did anyway: “Well maybe…” and I paused to see Aiden’s reaction, “maybe they have an arrangement. Like an open relationship.” That was a red flag to a bull. I really should have not gone there. “Don’t be fucking ridiculous Greg. They’re married. And Chuck told me that they fuck BAREBACK. There is no way they would have an open relationship. It’s impossible.” Time for me to shut up and enjoy the cocktails and the wine and the dinner. And subtly flirt with Danny when Aiden wasn’t looking. The meal was excellent as always and both Aiden and I had quite a bit to drink. I needed to pee so I excused myself and went to the men’s room. I had barely pulled out my cock from my fly and started pissing when Danny walked in and stood beside me at the urinal. He looked at me with a smirk and said. “Nice cock. Did it get any exercise when you were away?” I looked at him straight in the eye. “What do you think? You know we don’t fuck around.” Of course, I was staring at his cock which was rather impressive even when soft, and I was admiring the ample foreskin which made me think of Brandon. “But you want to mess around, don’t you?” he said as he slowly moved his foreskin back on forth over his fat dickhead. He could see the lust in my eyes and for the first time I admitted to the lust I was feeling. “Yeah, but you and Chuck, you don’t fuck around, do you?” “Fuck NO! Chuck would kill me. I mean, he’d kill me if he found out that is. But he doesn’t need to. I mean, if you want to. I won’t tell Aiden and you won’t tell Chuck.” He reached out and started to stroke my rapidly hardening cock. I gently moved his hand away. “Not Now. Aiden might get suspicious. Later. Some other time.” Danny grinned and nodded his head in acknowledgement. Of course, I wanted to, but to set up a get together was the issue, but Danny resolved that easily. “Chuck has to go out of town to visit family on Sunday. Why don’t you swing past Sunday morning before we open, and we can see what we can do. It is safer here than your place or our place.” I just got the idea that this was not the first time that Danny had done this. I staggered back to the table, and I realized that I had had way too much to drink. Aiden’s only comment was “Are you OK. You were gone a long time.” And I answered. “Yeah, just a little drunk.” Before we even got home I got a text from Danny. “Be at the back door of the restaurant off the alley at 10 am Sunday. I’ll meet you there. I’ll have what we need.” Don’t let anyone know. As told by Danny. Before I met Chuck and fell in love with him I was very sexually active. Some prudish queens referred to me as “The Original Good Time Had By All” and I did my best to live up to my reputation. They were just jealous of my ability to get dick and ass. I usually played safe, only occasionally slipping up and going bare. I had some regular fuck buddies on the Swim team, the Baker twins, Brent and Brad, as well as their best friend Robbie. The first time they ambushed me in the locker room they fucked me bareback. After all the action was over I noticed that they all had bio-hazard tattoos on their crotches. I knew exactly what that implied so I was furious. They had basically raped me not knowing my status and me not knowing theirs. When I confronted them, Brent had just laughed at my concern. “Danny, don’t get so uptight. We haven’t tested poz yet. We just got them because we are poz friendly. We get more hookups that way.” Yeah right, I thought. When last were they tested? I went home and cleaned myself out as well as I could. After panicking for the next month, I got tested. Negative. Then again three months later. Negative. We fucked regularly for the remaining few months of the year. Brent, Robbie and Brad barebacked each other, but I always insisted on condoms when my ass or dick was involved. Even though they moved away after college we all remained good friends. I found out later that what Brent had said about not having tested poz was because none of them had ever been tested. So, none of them knew at the time what their status was. It was about a year later that I met Chuck and it was love at first sight. Chuck is as sex crazy as I am and the first day we met we could hardly keep our hands off each other. Naturally that soon led to fucking and since neither of us was expecting anything to happen we ended up barebacking. The next few times we fucked it was bareback as well, I suppose based on the idea that if you have done it raw once, how much more risk is there in repeating it. Funnily enough every time after we had fucked Chuck would start with his sad little “We should REALLY have used condoms” refrain. To which I always answered. “I trust you and I know that I am negative.” We fucked pretty much every day for the first few years together, except for a couple of weeks shortly after I met him when I was very sick with the flu. After that condoms as a topic of discussion went away and neither of us ever got tested, as we were monogamous and weren’t going to catch anything from each other that we hadn’t caught already. The few times I had mentioned getting tested Chuck had made a point of dissuading me. We’d been together for about two years and married for one when I got a call from Brent. They were going to be in town for a few days and wanted to get together. As luck would have it, Chuck was going to be away on restaurant business. A shame really as he said he was really was keen to meet them as I had told him about all the fun times that we had together on the swim team. We were all friends on Facebook so we all knew what everyone else looked like. We discussed various options for meeting up, and we soon enough Brent suggested that they should come to our place, as they wanted to see it. As always, they were very punctual arriving exactly at six pm, as planned. When I opened the door, I was blown away by the boys. Not boys really, but hot-as-hell bulked up from their days on the swim team. Brad caught me staring. “Yeah Danny. We’ve been working out since you last saw us. We found a gay gym where we can work out our bodies as well as our dicks and holes.” Some things never change. They were obviously still the horny sluts they were when we were in college. Thinking about good old times, I was aware that I was starting to get hard and I glanced down to check if it was getting obvious. Brent continued. “And still not using goddamn rubbers. Luckily almost no-one at the gym asks for them.” Both were looking at me to see my reaction. “Knowing Chuck, and that you guys are monogamous, I assume that you have now discovered the pleasures of barebacking.” Looking at them, with their taut muscled torsos poured into their tight t-shirts and the crotches of their faded jeans displaying what they had on offer I could not help wanting them to feel their massive dicks deep inside me. I had to crush that thought. I couldn’t cheat on Chuck, and we didn’t have any condoms in the house anyway. After an awkward moment when I swear they were leering at me, I invited them in and showed them around. Our townhouse was small, but nicely furnished and Brent couldn’t help making a smutty comment when he saw the bedroom. “I guess this is where you guys fuck each other’s brains out.” Then he noticed the lube on the nightstand that I had forgotten to put away. “I like that brand of lube. You expecting company while Chuck is away?” Brad sniggered. I felt the heat rising to my cheeks as I blushed, which just made everything worse as I now looked as if I was, but of course I wasn’t. After an awkward moment of silence, we finished the house tour and ended up in the living room. While they made themselves comfortable I made as all drinks, strong ones. I was feeling rather awkward, between my obvious desire for the Bakers and their suggestive glances and comments. I gave them each their drinks and put on some music from our college days. We had fun talking about the stuff we did together and what we were up to now. They wanted to know all about the restaurant and what Chuck and I were up to but when I started asking them about their lives it pretty much degenerated into a discussion of their sexual activities. By now we had all had a few drinks and were starting to get trashed on the stiff vodka cocktails. Since Chuck had been so keen to meet them I thought I’d mention how disappointed he was that he couldn’t be with us. “Yeah. Chuck was looking forward to meeting you guys, especially after I told him all the fun stuff we did on the swim team.” Brent looked at me with a quizzical expression. “That’s weird dude. You mean Chuck never mentioned that he knew us when we were all at college together? We were fucking around with Chuck while we were fucking around with you. And unlike you he never insisted on condoms, quite the contrary. As you no doubt know, he loved a load up his ass as much as he enjoyed giving them.” It took me a moment to take that in. My head started spinning and it wasn’t the alcohol. I had been paranoid about using condoms with them after I had seen their tattoos, while Chuck had happily accepted their loads. “Yeah,” Brent continued, “He had quite a reputation around the campus, taking loads from anyone who was willing and reciprocating in kind. Never used protection. His motto was whatever happens, happens”. I felt sick. I felt my heart throbbing in my chest as if it was about to burst. I am sure I looked like a ghost. “I…I…Never knew. He never…” Brad interrupted me. “FUCK BRENT! Why did you have to go there? You didn’t need to say anything.” We sat looking at each other in silence for a few moments. My mind was racing, thinking about some of the little interactions between Chuck and myself over the last two years that I had ignored. Things I hadn’t wanted to notice. Like all the times he would suddenly have to leave the restaurant for an hour or two to “run an errand”. I was hurt and furious. What if Chuck was cheating on me. What if he was poz when we met? That would mean I was poz. Why had he never said anything about the Bakers? My heart sank to the pit of my stomach as I remembered the terrible flu I had had shortly after meeting him. Brent and Brad looked at each other and then looked at me. They came to sit on either side of me on the couch and put their arms around me and hugged me. It felt really good to have their hot bodies on either side of me. To my dismay I found myself getting hard at their touch and the masculine fragrance of their bodies. The two of them glanced down at the growing bulge in my crotch and then without a word moved in to kiss me. I opened my mouth and let their enthusiastic tongues enter. The three of us kissed with a furious energy, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths and lips. Oh Fuck. I had forgotten how passionately the twins could kiss. I knew how this was going to end. I had never cheated on Chuck, but now I wanted it badly. I was angry. I didn’t care if the Bakers were poz or not, or whether I was. I extended a hand to each of their crotches, and found that they were both rock hard. Brent lent over and whispered in my ear. “I want to fuck you deep and hard”. Brad unzipped my fly and saying nothing I unbuckled Brent’s belt and undid his fly buttons. Brad now was loosening his jeans as he whispered in my ear. “I guess that means yes? You’re going to cheat?” The Bakers pulled down their jeans revealing that they were wearing their college team swimsuits as underwear. “We were kind of expecting this to happen, so we wore these for old time’s sake.” As they pulled down my jeans it became obvious that I was also wearing my old team swimsuit. “Well, I wasn’t expecting this, but I wore mine to remind me of good times.” Brad chuckled and went down on my spandex clad erection, sucking the head of my cock through the tight spandex. Since there was no longer any pretense of where this was going I pulled down the front of Brent’ speedo and took his massive member into my mouth, working my tongue over his fat dickhead and playing with his ample foreskin. Soon we were naked, in an enthusiastic triangle, alternately sucking dick or slurping on needy assholes. I was beyond rock hard, leaking precum like a broken faucet. Brent looked up from between my legs and said. “Let’s move to your bedroom. I want to fuck you and load you up in the bed that you and your husband share.” Brad was in immediate agreement “And then I can fuck you and get sloppy seconds.” This was a violation of Chuck and my marriage, but considering that I was still angry that he had never told me what he had been up to in college I justified it almost in a sense of revenge. We got up and went to the bedroom and got onto the bed. They turned me onto my back and Brent lifted my legs, exposing my hole. With obvious amusement Brent asked “I suppose you want me to use a condom? Do you have condoms?” Then he answered his own question before I could. “No, I suppose not. Why would you. You don’t fuck around. I’m going to have to bareback you and cum in your hole. I want you on your back while I pump you full of my sperm so I can see your face.” I noticed that both of them now had matching scorpion tattoos on the left side of their crotches, to go along with the biohazards on the right. Brad saw me looking at them. “Oh, the scorpions? We got them recently. We’re members of a sex club back home, and at a certain point they encourage you to get one.” I knew what they meant. I was guessing that the biohazard tattoos they got in college may not have meant that they were poz then, but probably were. But the scorpions indicated that they definitely were now. I didn’t care. I was going to take both of their loads. Brent put a pillow under my ass, and slicked up his dick and my hole with the lube. He was a lot bigger than Chuck and I was going to need it. He eased his way in and I was surprised how good his massive uncut cock felt sliding up into my hole stretching out the walls of my anal passage to the maximum. Fuck! He pushed harder and was soon balls deep in my hungry chute. Brad moved behind him and slipped his unlubricated meat into his brother’s hole. Brad saw the look of surprise on my face and grinned. “He’s got two loads up there already. From guys at the airport. Stretched out and pre-lubed.” Being fucked while fucking me was obviously a great turn-on for Brent and he started fucking hard and fast and deep, slamming against my ass with every stroke, while simultaneously fucking himself on his brother’s ample cock. It didn’t take long for him to get close. As his breathing got heavier he looked me straight in the eye and told me what I was about to get. “I’m gonna cum in your cheating slut hole.” No, he wasn’t asking me where I wanted him to cum, he was telling me. “Gonna breed you with my toxic poz cum. Gonna knock you up.” With that he thrust hard and bottomed deep in my hole as I felt his poisonous cum flood my bowels. They wasted no time, Brad pulling out of Brent and Brent pulling out of me as soon as he had finished shooting. Brad didn’t lube up his cock before sliding into me as it was already slick from the loads up Brent’s ass. Brad had already got close a few times while fucking his brother, and it only took a few thrusts before he bred me as well. “Gonna poz you, cheating slut.” I felt him ram against my hole as he started to cum. “That is, if your slut husband didn’t do so already.” Now that the ice was well and truly broken, the three of us spent the next few hours sucking and fucking until we had all cum a few times and had multiple loads up our asses. Eventually it was time for them to head back to their hotel, and no doubt to find a few more asses to fuck. The guys were insatiable. After they left I sat down on the couch to collect my thoughts. Fuck It. Chuck had neglected to tell me a whole lot of stuff about himself. Like the fact he was probably poz when we met and he knew it. All that crap about “really should have used condoms” every time we fucked until I got the flu. And that the flue was probably the fuck-flu. Stuff that was probably really important. If he had been such a whore at college what chance was it that he was really being faithful to me now? I thought about all his little side trips and what he might be getting up to. I still loved him, and we still had crazy good sex, but now I decided it was time for me to get some of my own on the side.

Part 2; I knelt in between his legs, spreading them, and jabbed in his toothbrush. Brushing vigorously as I would my own teeth. I could tell it was really hurting him as he yelped and winced, but he seemed a real natural at pushing through the pain barrier. I took out the brush, and it was covered in blood. This nasty pigs depravity needed a lesson, and with that thought I stuck my Dick in. Fuck, I LOVE that wet and warm feeling of flesh to flesh! I fucked him doggy for several minutes, withdrawing for a rest. My Dick was covered in his cunt blood. 'Lick that up'. 'Yes Sir. Sorry for being such a messy piggy' He licked his blood from my Dick as he looked up at me with his subservient 'I am worthless, do what you want with me' expression. 'Get on your back'. He was clearly naturally submissive as he was immediately on his back, and holding his legs in the air by his feet. I put the tip of my toxic Dick at the entrance to his cunt, and leaned over his torso with mine, our faces meeting, my Dick sliding in as far it would go. I commenced fucking him, slowly, yet deep, our eyes locked together as we bred. 'You absolutely sure you want infecting?' 'Yes Sir. I stand by everything I have already said. It is what I need, what I deserve. I decided this a few years ago. And now I am completely ready to be violated'. 'You twisted sick fuck' ...I spat in his face! This caused him to open his mouth wide, keeping it open, and hyperventilate with lust. I repeatedly spat in his gob. All of this suddenly made my Dick pulsate. He felt this and began milking my Dick. I felt myself getting close... 'Right, you fucking asked for it you nasty whore' 'YES Sir, fucking breed my neg cunt with your Poz cum'. That was it, his last chance gone, and with a few strokes I started spewing my poison inside his nasty cunt, holding still as my Dick unleashed toxic cum with each orgasmic twitch of my shaft, continuing to spit in his mouth. I slowly grinded my shaft for a few more minutes, probably pushing what he was after even deeper. 'Thank you Sir, very very much'. I pulled out, upon where he handed me his toothbrush... 'Brush hard inside my nasty cunt again please, Sir' The Nasty pig!

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

Went surfing this morning it was nice and quiet. I like surfing at this particular beach because it’s always nice and quiet and not many people around. There was just me and this other guy. From a distance I could see he’s got a hot body and in his 20’s like me. We were both surfing for about an hour and exchanging smiles every time we looked in each other’s direction. I wanted to get his full attention so I went to sit on the beach and see what he would do. As I expected he came to say hello. We started talking about how good the water was and other things. I learned that he just moved into the city recently. We were talking with our tops off and he’s got such a hot body and nice bulge getting bigger by the second just like me. I grabbed my cock and he did the same. I got closer to him and he immediately kissed me and pushed me against the sand. We started making out like crazy, him on top of me. I could feel his big cock trying to burst out of his shorts. I grab his shorts and pulled it off him and he did the same to mine. We were both naked our lips locked, bodies pressed against each other and cocks rubbing leaking with precum. I got on top of him and started to kiss his neck down to his body and his nipples and made my way to his balls. He’s got really big balls and I licked them while my hand plays with his big cock. I like to start with the balls before I make my way to his big cock. I licked his balls and up the shaft and started sucking his big cock. It mush have been 9” long straight and fat just the way I like it. We were both super horny as fuck! I could taste his precum and it turned me on even more. I stood up and he started sucking my cock and balls and he turned me around ate my hole like it was his last meal. Damn he could eat ass! My hole was nice and wet and sloppy from his spit. He started to work his cock on my hole while kissing me at the same time. I could feel his big cock making its way in my ass and I felt like I was on meth! Wish we had some. He fucked my ass while we were both standing, him behind me while we were kissing. I wanted to ride his cock so I got him to lay on the sand. I started riding his big cock and we were both making all kinds of noise. We switched positions now I was on my back and he was on top of me drilling my hole. He started fucking me faster and harder and he said he was close to cumming. I told him so was I. He continued to pound my hole and he starts to say FUCK I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING...... All I could say was FUCKING CUM IN MY ASS BABY BREED MY ASS FUCKING FLOOD MY ASS WITH YOUR CUM and at the same time he shot a huge load in my horny slutty hole and I shot a huge load on his body and mine. He kissed me while his cock is still buried in my hole our bodies covered in cum and sweat pressed against each other. We spent the next few minutes just sitting on the sand and talking. We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways. We’re meeting again tonight. I got home took a shower and went to work. This happened just a few hours ago. I’m at work and I could feel his cum leaking out of my hole! It’s fucking hot! It’s making me hornier and hornier and really looking forward to seeing him again tonight......

I can’t help but recognize, I’m a special type of freak. Yes, by nature I was born a vers Freak. Do love me some good ass, but the reality is, while I love being a good bottom, I care more about the top dumping his dick cream in me than the actual fuck. There are times, I enjoy a long digging out, but the reality is, I’d rather take 6 loads in 1 hour vs a long 1 hour fuck with one load at the end. The reality is, that’s why I love bookstores and dark rooms and theatres and Freak parks. More top visit those seedy places with the need to do one thing, cum. In the years I’ve been fucking, I’ve taken more loads in bookstores and theatres and I fucking love it. The thrill of a horny top, ready to pop, knowing you giving up some ass, no fuss, no games, sends me into overdrive when he accepts. Then, he feels you hole for wetness, spits and slides in. It’s a quick and fast fuck, your favorite kind. You beg him to nutt in you, knowing that will turn him on even more, but the reality is, you know anyone listening knows you are a true cumdump. When he cums in you and you hole takes over milking him dry.. it’s like an out of body experience. Like when the next guy enters, rock hard and dick twice as big, you whimper as you turn your cummy hole to him. He covers your mouth with one hand and you relax your puss hole, ready for the onslaught. This one talks loud and nasty letting all know he owns your hole for that moment and you let him, hitting poppers and letting your hole milk his dick. When he cums in you, slamming you up against the wall, you let him, pushing your ass out more to get that nutt as deep as possible. That moment he tells you to shut up and take dick, you don’t make a sound.. when he says moan like a bitch, you develope sound you didn’t you know you could make. Anything to get him to cum in you, to satisfy that inner hunger, but the reality is, you want his nutt in you, so you can go find the next Dude to cum in you. The reality is, I fucking love being a cumdump.

A good day is three guys! One lubes your home with the first seed. The second uses it as lube to fuck you and fills you with more. The third doesn’t even need lube or spit, it’s loose and gapping for another ride. Its the feel of a loose and open home. Your hole is a cunt and open, loose and hungry to stay open and loose for the next one. Wait too long between fucks and that feeling disapears. Then you’ll need a few more to open and loosen you up again. I like that wet and slimy feeling. When my hole is gapping for more dick.

Jacksonville bottom looking for tops to use me and load me up with cum and cock. Love to have fun and geT piggy. When I geT piggy I want more cock and get aggressive for more cock and cum.

Definitely. Think about daddy sex all the time.

I love sucking married guys! I'm sure the fact they are cheating is a big part of the turn on. Also, a lot of them don't get to do the nasty fantasies they have with their wives and that's where I come in. Right from the get go I tell them they can cum in my mouth and then I suck them with all I've got. I suck on the balls, jerk the shaft, even go around back and eat their ass out, let them know I'm a nasty whore. When I'm getting them all worked up I ask them if they want to fuck me, some say no, but most just have at it! I love the look of ecstasy on their faces as they pump their loads into me, and then that awkward quiet afterwards when they're not sure how to feel about what they just did. Lol. Got a married guy now, he's 52, son in college, daughter in high school, wife has no clue. Last time we met up his wife and daughter were out shopping and he called me over. Fucked me on the bed he shares with his wife. Came in me good, I came hard...made me all hot to think that my sweat and cum was on the sheets he sleeps under with his wife. Gets me hard thinking about how he fucks my raw ass and then sticks that same dick in his wife's pussy. Love me some married cum!

3 hours ago met up with a top from A4A. He was listed as neg+prep and his first response to my request was, 'Do you fuck raw and doggystyle', instant boner. I quickly said yes and was over at his place in no time. I took him doggy like he wanted and with spit as lube, cock was only 7" and not too thick. He said he had not blown a load in a week and not with a dude in 6 months. The whole time he was riding me I was begging him for his seed to be shot in me. Went into a super happy place when he got close to cumming and asking me if i wanted it. Boy did I. Before long he was in me deep and pulsing his load in my happy married ass. Oh did I mention the wife was out with the kids so I could have alone time and she was messaging me during my bottom session wanting to know if I wanted to meet for lunch. Happy Fathers Day to me and my bud who just planted his babies in me.

DISCLOSURE - Loosely based upon the stories of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Ninja Turtles, Spiderman, Frankenstein, A vampire, scientific journals, etc. DEFINITIONS: MO'NSTER. n.s. [monstre, Fr. monstrum, Latin.] 1. Something out of the common order of nature. 2. Something horrible for deformity, wickedness, or mischief. MO'NSTROUS. adj. [monstrueux, Fr. monstrosus, Latin.] 1. Deviating from the stated order of nature. 2. Strange; wonderful. Generally with some degree of dislike. I WRITE THESE WORDS FOR FUTURE GENERATIONS TO COME I wish to record my experience as I finalize my experiment in this world. The experiment is simple. To subject myself with the HIV virus. Otherwise known as receiving the gift and being "gifted." To become positive or simply, POZ. This is monstrous proposal on my part. I want to record first hand the changes, for good or bad, that will transform and convert me. As a scientific mind, I can better relate and record my changes as it relates to mortal man. DAY 1 SUBJECT: Myself. I found a willing donor for my experiment. He had been poz for years and was willing to subject me to the same. He was blessed in size and shape. A perfect specimen. We both undressed and immediately coupled. It was an all-day affair. He pumped his poz load into my ass. He was as much into it as was I. There is something to be said for getting naked and raw. To bareback without hesitation. I loved being seeded and bred! It was all good and natural on our part. Needless to say, he, my donor, deposited several tainted poz loads into my virgin negative ass. The experiment was a complete success! DAY 1 - 24 hours later I still have his 'special seed' swimming inside my gut this second day. I slept with his loving load inside me. I woke up in the middle of the night because I was sweating around my torso area and my groin. I also felt some prickling around my right groin and right under arm area. I don't know if that's suppose to happen like that, but I assume something must be going on. I can't wait to convert and feel the fuck flu over-take me. I periodically check my ass hole to make sure and I must say I have a tight clamp on my buried treasure inside. I was able to pry my hole open and stuck my finger into my fuck hole and felt around. I could feel a lot of cum inside my love chamber. It was nice and slick inside. The inner walls are just coated with his special hot cum. I get damn hard thinking about what's happening to me. My demise is assured. My ass is drenched with a creamy hot load of slick poz cum clinging to my ass walls. I feel it coursing throughout my body. The tainted poz sperms are swimming inside my gut and drilling into my walls releasing there special DNA into my blood stream. My DNA is transforming step by step. Each minute that goes by I am brought closer and closer to be converted. The poz seed is flourishing and growing inside me now. Otherwise I find the day as normal as any other day. The only thing I notice is that I'm so damn horny. I take a half-day off to hook up with a guy who is into rimming - big time. I tell him that I have a huge load in my ass and he begs me to let him rim out my cum laden ass hole. I comply and just let him lick and lap out the special seed that is lightly oozing out of my hole. Soon enough his face was coated with a glaze of clear slime: my ass juices and doubtless some of the tainted seed. The expression on his face was shear delight! I flipped around and shot my load down his throat. My energy level is twice normal. I feel like a super human. I slept very well! Day 2 I had the morning diarrhea. I felt a slight headache in the morning. I drank some juice. My appetite has diminished and I feel slightly cold on this warm spring day. I throw on a short sleeve shirt and think nothing of it and go about my business as usual. DAY 5 My body was already fighting a virus. Alerts were going off in my body! "Red alert! Alert! Disease has broken out, a nasty virus intruder" An Evil virulent disease, so shocking has entered my body, I can hardly bring myself to describe it - A disease was overtaking me and multiplying. At this time, sub microscopically, at the core of each of my cells was being over run and taken over. They were replicating at a maddening rate and accelerating in the virgin territory of my body. There was no way of stopping it at this point. I seem to have a daily mild headache in the morning and slight sore throat. I shrug off the notion that it's related to my new found transformation since I have been reading and working by day and sucking cock by night. My ass is perpetually filled and basking in the warmth of hot creamy loads deposited by anonymous donors that take pleasure in dumping their loads deep into my gut via my ass hole. More life is being seen in my mind and eyes. I am more alive knowing that my passion of self infliction is finally a reality. At this stage, I feel out of control. I am more horny than ever and desire the completion of my grand scheme. I had given up the notion of sleep. I am in a middle semi sleep with dreams of dark pleasurable men ravaging my body. Initially, The experiment was in the fore front of my mind. And, I wanted to follow it through. To do a proper scientific thesis of the stages of HIV infection for the betterment of humanity. However, I find myself taking liberty to venture out in search of more addictive doses of pozzing. I wanted more of the same that was given too me a couple days ago. I am a wild man with a deep desire for hot sex. No thoughts of future risk other than the present. As far as science goes, damn it! My passion is taking over. It is hard to focus on my work. All I could think of is dick. Hot... Cocks and laden balls that held pure creamy thick tainted wonderful viral loads. I day dream of all the men wanting to breed me and seed their hot demon seed into me. And, by night I follow through with the gratification of anyone I meet and willingly use me for their pleasurable purposes. I too am driven by the desire to have much raw barebacking sex as possible. Even though the common thought is to warn of such practices. In out society, it is taboo. A sin to have unprotected sex. But my inner desire has overtaken my logical thinking. I am likened to a dog in heat. And, at this point of my young life I am finally living it up! WEEK 3 Like so many other days beforehand. I didn't give thought to the sexual rampage I had three weeks before and hot uncontrolled sex with anonymous guys every other day. It was quite evident that it was becoming a new lifestyle for me. I was flirting with guys online on a daily basis. I would make hook ups without a thought to the consequences of my action. However, this day I noticed something different. I had this annoying flu-like symptom. You know; the usual fever, headache, tiredness, nausea, and dear I say diarrhea? My lymph nodes in the neck, armpits and groin were tender and swollen. It could only mean one thing.... I knew that during this period, the quantity of the virus in my body was high and it was spreading to different area, particularly my lymphoid tissues. I also knew at this stage, I was more likely to pass on the infection to others. What was once gifted to me was now a calling to others. My inner body was tuning and reverberating to orchestrate a fight against the assault of the virus. As much as it was self inflicting, and that I knew it from the start, I was reacting with open arms to my “new” life experience. But, I knew I had to suffer the ordeal as a way into the initiation into the brotherhood... My judgment was clouded and I gave up my logical thinking to a loosing battle. I must admit there was moments of regrets as I lay in bed helpless at times covered in sweat and enduring the heavy fever that waned with periodic chills. My sleeps were restless at nights…or days. I lost track of time. When I splashed water on my face and looked in the mirror I was amazed at the haggard look that stared back. I was practically crawling to and from my bed and bathroom. I ventured to the other parts of my sanctuary to look at the fleeting days enshrouded my many dark night falls. I feel like I was part of the darkness and the twilight. I felt very secure during these hours of my birth; the renewal of another monstrous being. You know, like the many horror stories about vampires, werewolves, ghouls, and hideous freakish things that thrive on the still of the night and their prey. This was my new inner identity that was surfacing. I was becoming a monster! Well, I knew in my inner dark thoughts that what laid in store for me. The future looked bleak to the normal living souls. But, I felt more alive and was pleased with the virus that was surging and rapidly multiplying within me. I was finally acting out my subconscious true self. I was going to live more than ever! I wish I could express the precious blessed moment that was presented to me to others. Who? Who would in there right mind would wish the curse? Evidently I welcomed it with the deepest desires for it. I laid my head in a delicious dream state for days. I mix my dates and days during this period. I lay in delicious agony for knowing that it will pass shortly. I know that I was transforming. I smiled at myself…the monster! Week 4, etc. Recovery after my ordeal was a rebirth for me. Not only was it spring outside but I knew that I transformed and converted to the so called "monster". I felt like a snake that shed his skin. Or, cicada that crawled out of the ground and left its carcass of a former shell clinging to a tree and then going out to mate. I knew without testing that I was HIV positive. But I marched down to the free clinic to verify it for a piece of mind. The search for the truth was confirmed with the draw of my blood. The test was came back positive. It was a slap of reality and yet a relieve. I have no one to blame but myself. Actually, I was grateful and thankful and that night when I found out I slept the best sleep I have ever had. The days that followed were amazing. I was truly a monster deep inside. And, no one knew by looking at me. I was the perfect camellia. I blended into the back ground. My camouflage was just a perfect ploy. I was that good looking all American guy by day and the wild beast at night. First, I went to back to my poz donor to get recharged. Days and days of taking poz tainted charged loads from him and his poz friends. I was introduced into a society of poz brothers in which we freely played without fear...swapping loads with one another. I was exploring a side of me that truly loved to bareback and take raw cock. The shrouded mystery of the taboo being careful so that you wouldn't be infected was now drawn back. I was totally absorbed into another world. Not only was I marked but I had such a great time fucking unsuspecting guys that wanted to explore bareback sex. There are many guys out there that are bi sexual married guys who love to bottom. I have no problem with hooking up with the young guys that love to suck cock or explore and bottom in the raw. Many times they ask me with their innocents; "Are you clean?" And, of course "I'm clean!" What a stupid question! It entices me even further to seed there stupid ass and bug them up. Hell, if they liked it the first time, they are usually contacting me days afterwards for more. I can't tell you how many times I've shot my tainted bug seed into guys that just take my word for it. There truly are gullible and naive guys out there that just don't get it. Well, if it's to my advantage, They will get it alright. They above all deserve the mark that I place upon them. The link between a monster and "normal" guy is the driving force. The quest perpetuating one's self into another seems to be such a primal urge. The fear of change is such appalling to many. I can attest that the change, though uncomfortable at first, was a hard ordeal for me. It was short lived though. I now have both a submissive and dominate side to me that equals out. Being in the so-called dark side of reality has given me more strength and power establishing a unique identity as a special person, otherwise known as the "Monster". 1 Month, Day Twelve The young punk met me after his college afternoon classes and was slobbered on my stiff hard dick. I chuckled as he made the comment "what a monster!" referring to my cock. He was so intuitive with his words. I pulled his head further to give urge him on down my shaft and give me a BJ. His thin smooth taunt body was amazing to look at. I sat on the couch as he bobbed up and down making sucking noises with his tender lips and lips that wrapped around my throbbing enormous cock. I reached for his young firm ass and fingered the moist unclean crack of his hole. He liked what I was doing to his ass and moves side ways so that I could do more of the same. He had a grip lock on my cock with his mouth. It was no use in prying him off. I swung my body down to lay flat on the couch and lifted his ass and legs to meet my face. I started tonguing his shit chute and this seem to really drive the guy man into a tizzy. He was a moaning whore that liked what I was doing to him. This went on for a good 10 minutes before I pushed the guy slightly forward to pick myself up. He looked at me with those puppy eyes and I just melted. He was dripping his pre cum on my carpet and his inner leg. I positioned behind him and rubbed my shaft against his ass crack. He had such a look on his face when he looked at me. I naturally leaned forward and kissed him. Our tongues were just darting into each others mouth like daggers. My cock head inched further into his ass hole and there it paused. He stopped kissing and broke off kissing and tried to tell me something. "Uh, I've never done this before" he said. I assured him that it was okay. I'll go easy and slow. We locked again into kissing and with my right hand I aimed my cock into his ass hole. I wanted to make sure there was some penetration. Would you believe that his hole just relaxed and was sucking my cock into his ass in increments of 1/2 inches. I was pausing to enter his virgin hole with my monster cock so he could get use to my presents inside his ass. I felt my cock go deeper into his furnace of his love chamber. I was pacing myself too because it felt to incredibly tight that I was afraid I would prematurely cum. We continued to kiss and my arms were around his waist and chest. I would twist his nipples which urged him to push further back onto my cock. He was definitely digging the new assault on his ass. We were rocking with my cock practically coming to the opening and then it would drill back inside him. We looked like some oil rig churning in the open prairie plains of Texas or Oklahoma. It didn't take long for me to empty my new stained poz load into his virgin ass. I don't think he was aware that I emptied a hot load of cum deep into his ass. His muscle ass was milking every sweet toxic drop of cum out of my death stick. I was so turned on and hard thereafter that I didn't express any wild crazy howls or moans. My younger tiger man was jacking himself. I was watching him stroking himself . Gliding his fist up and down his shaft. I was able to see him empty his spooge onto my nice clean cushions. When he did that, his tight ass just clinched my cock and made sure that there was nothing left inside my shaft. I slowly pulled out and he apologized that he came on my couch like that.No problem as I pulled out a towel from around the corner of the couch. He mopped up his own cum from the couch and himself. He asked where the bathroom was and I motioned to the around the corner. He was in there for a minute and came out with such a grin on his face he was so proud of himself. He said that he was sorry that I didn't get a chance to shoot my load. And that's when I said, "But I did. In your ass". He paused, saying "Really? And I nodded yes. "Oh..I didn't realize you came inside me. I guess that's okay..right? And again I nodded. He grabbed for his clothes and was dressing. "You will come back again, won't you? I asked. He cracked a sweet and melting smile and said "Yeah! Days are best for me depending on my class schedule." I said, "well, okay. No pressure. You are more than welcome to come back anytime. You have my number and email." The guy was so fucking hot. I couldn't believe my luck. MONTH 1, DAY 25 It was confirmed what had happened to me. It was self inflicting choice that I became infected. The test results confirmed that. I knew the consequences from the very beginning. I choose to keep on course and take it as far as I can without medication or help. My viral load continue to rise. I was being over taken by a parasite from within. It was altering my physical and mental state. actually, it wasn't that bad. The only differences is my nights are enhanced. When I sleep, It seems to be in a perpetual semi sleep/waking state at night. I can see dark shadow figures at night moving about. At first I thought I was seeing things or that my mind was playing weird. My sight was like a night scope. I could easily walk in the dead of night with out tripping and find what I was looking for without turning the lights on. Also, My hearing is attuned several decibels higher. I can hear things I've never heard before. The earth rumbles and I can feel the tremors. Everything seems to be accentuated at night. I was a creature of the night. Need I say, I also seem to continue to think of sex 24/7. There hasn't been a day, or should I say night, that has gone by that I'm engaged in some sort of scheme to hook up with guy(s) to have my regiment of cock and cum. I have also made contacts with the unknowing sorts and have more or less bred them. Overall, I was in a good place. But I needed to take it a step further. I continued to meet with my donor, The gifter. While engaged in a 'recharging' session, he gave me the bright idea of going to the big city. He told me of the wonders that I could behold there. Endless wild and crazy sex with hot boys and men. It was a fuck fest and it had to be experienced in one's life time. My mind was set. I was going to take a long weekend away and see for myself the sins of the city.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 5 We arrived at my house. While Zak chased me to the front door I stripped off my shirt and dropped it on the front porch. I flung the door open and ran toward the staircase with my hard cock begging to burst from my jeans. Zak caught up to me at the stair landing. He grabbed my ankle on my way up the steps, causing me to catch myself as I fell to the stairs. I laughed and turned over onto my back as he crawled up the stairs on top of me. He grinned, “You can’t get away from me, hot man.” I put my arm around his neck and pulled Zak’s lips to mine. As he rested his body on top of me I felt his boned up shaft press against mine. “Like I didn’t want to be caught.” The trail of clothes contnued. I pulled Zak’s shirt off over his head and tossed it aside. The pants were next. After I unzipped his jeans and worked them off his sweet ass, Zak stood up and kicked them to the floor at the base of the stairs. I remained on the steps leaning back on my elbows. He stood before me naked and hard then slowly made his way up the steps, straddling my body. He towered over me with his monster meat dancing straight out at attention and balls dangling above my face. Poison drooled from the monster’s mouth. I reached up to his chest and slid my hand down his abdomen to his cock. I grasped his shaft working more precum from his piss hole and down his Prince Albert jewelry. Strings of toxic juice dripped from his jewelry and met my tongue on the way to his death stick. I ran my tongue across his PA ring, to his gaping urethra, lapping up all his sweet nectar. I licked the head of his beast then slipped his shaft past my lips and down my throat while massaging his low hanging balls. He groaned with pleasure as I continued to devour his cock. Zak pulled his dick from my mouth and straddled my body on his knees. He unzipped my jeans and crawled down a few steps before standing up. Zak grabbed my pants leg and tugged to slip my jeans off, but they didn’t budge because I held onto the waistline. I started to laugh. “Oh, you think that’s funny, do you?” Grinning, “Yep!!” He yanked harder. I grabbed the handrail to brace myself but still slid down a step or two as my jeans let loose and tore off my body with one swift swoop. My hard rod slapped against my abdomen with a smack. Zak whipped my jeans to the floor with a grin on his face. “Turn over and get on your knees. Get ready to take my poz cock, pig.” Zak smacked me on the ass with his open palm then positioned behind me. He spit on my hole and in his hand and lubed both up. With one swift jab he tore open my hole with the head of his mighty tool. “Woah, Zak!! You mean business.” He showed no mercy and plowed into my ass with the full length of his shaft. “Take my poz meat, bitch.” The more he talked dirty to me, the harder and more turned on I got. “Fuck, yes….give it to me.” As he rammed into me again, “If you’re not poz yet, you will be after today. I’m going to tear you up.” “It feels so fucking good. Fuck me!!” “You like my poz dick in you, don’t you bitch?” “I love it. Poz my ass.” “I can’t hear you bitch. You want it?” “Yes!! I want your DNA in me.” Zak continually pounded into my prostate, pushing me closer to the edge. He again cracked his hand on my ass then grabbed my hips and rammed in me harder and harder. “I’m going to wreck that hole till you bleed, bitch. You’re getting my babies right into your blood.” Zak was relentless. I could feel his PA stretching and tearing my hole up. “Fuck, yes, bitch. That’s what I wanted to see. Look at this, bitch.” Zak pulled out of my ass. I turned my head to see his meat pulsing and throbbing, coated with streaks of red blood. He again slammed his two fingers into my ass and pulled them out with red juice on them (a mixture of poz precum and blood). “Taste my virus in your blood.” I stuck out my tongue and he slid his fingers into my mouth. I sucked and licked them clean swallowing every bit down my throat. “Fuck, that is so fucking hot. Ready for my poz load, bitch?” “Yes, give it to me.” “What do you want, pig?” “I want your poz cum in me!!” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure.” “Beg for it, bitch. Beg for me to convert your ass.” “Fuck, please, give me your poz cum. Please charge me up.” Zak increased his force of his thrusts and again grasped my hips. “You loved fucking that waiter, didn’t you, bitch?” “Fuck yes. I loved breeding him.” “Giving him your seed to convert him.” “Yes, I want to infect guys.” “Fuck!! Share my virus. Poz those bareback pigs.” “Yes!!” “Fuck, here comes my poison, bitch.” “Oh Fuck, yes. Give it to me.” Zak thrust into me balls deep, and his cock began to pulse. Each throb made my ass pucker tight around his death stick. I reached for my cock, and just touching the shaft of my rod pushed me over the edge. My cock erupted. As my rod sprayed semen onto the stairs I felt Zak’s jizz coat my bloody guts. My ass was full of toxic seed. Zak pulled out from my hole, and bloody jizz leaked from my wrecked ass. Zak quickly lapped up his spooge then shared it with me in a deep, passionate kiss. Zak laid on the steps next to me, sweaty and panting. I remained on my hands and knees, puffing, and grinning from ear to ear. Being with Zak was exhilarating. He looked into my eyes, and with a serious look on his face reached up to me and caressed my cheek with a gentle touch of his hand. “I know we just met, Zeek, but I know how I feel about you. I want to be with you, two pig partners.” “You mean two poz, pig, partners.” “Yes, two poz, pig, partners.” I leaned over and gently kissed his lips and buried my tongue in his mouth. “I’d love that.” Zak and I showered together, lathering each other up, and boning each other up. I sucked his hard dick, deep throating him and tasting his sweet nectar that I loved. He pulled his cock from my mouth. “Open up, Zeek.” His cock pointed upward in front of my face. I stuck my tongue out to meet a stream of piss shooting from his shaft hole. He filled my mouth with urine, and I gulped it all down my throat. Zak grasped his dick and aimed it at my head, spraying piss all over my face. I lapped it from my lips as it drenched my stache. He continued to spray piss all over my body. I loved seeing it shoot from his dick hole, and again took his stream down my throat. The last few shots of piss ran down my throat, and I again took the full length of his massive meat into my mouth. Zak pulled me to my feet and made out with me while the hot water pounded against our bodies. That evening we cruised the club scene looking for fellow pigs to stealth fuck. I was pretty confident that Zak’s virus was in my system, and that I could very well be poz or pozzing very soon. Either way, the thought of us converting a negative pig together had my dick rock hard sitting at the bar. We scoped out the potential victims, and noticed a cute, trim, blonde haired twink sitting alone at the other end of the bar. He had a nice, scruffy, beard covering his face, and something about blondes and redheads gets me boned, not to mention the thought of our dicks in his twink ass bare. Zak and I motioned for the bartender and bought our twink a drink. The bartender pointed us out, and the twink raised his glass and smiled to thank us. We did the same and motioned for him to come join us. He picked up his drink and made his way to our end of the bar. As he approached us he put out his hand for the customary handshake. “Hi, thanks for the drink guys, I’m Ian.” “Zak and Zeek.” We each took his hand to shake it. A solid handshake, a good sign (I think you can tell a lot about an individual from a handshake). For starters this told me he was confident, and sure of himself. “Different names you don’t hear all the time… nice. Are you two partners?” I looked at Zak, and before I could say a word he blurted out, “Yes, we are.” “You two look good together. Nice ink too, guys. I love tattoos.” “Have any ink, Ian?” “No, but I’d like to. I just can’t make up my mind what to get.” (Thinking to myself) I know what you can get…..a biohazard tattoo after we poz your sweet ass. “Well, Zak here is a tattoo artist. He’s doing my sleeve.” “Awesome!! You do beautiful work, Zak.” Then Zak added, “If you decide you want some ink, I’d be happy to schedule a consultation with you.” “Oh, are you here in Milwaukee?” “No, I’m in Chicago, but I can pack up my equipment and head up here to see Zeek and do some ink work for you.” “Oh, so you live in Milwaukee, Zeek?” “Yep, we’re doing the long distance thing for now. We just met not too long ago.” “Cool.” He raised his glass again, “Well here’s to you two. A handsome couple.” “Thanks, Ian.” “I’ll be right back guys. I have to piss like crazy.” Ian turned and made a bee line for the men’s room. “Sweet, look at that ass, Zak.” “I’d love to tag team that.” “Well, what are you waiting for, Zak?” “Be right back.” Zak was off his bar stool in a flash and heading for the men’s bathroom. Zak walked into the dimly lit men’s room, took a spot next to Ian at the urinal, and whipped out his dong. The urinal was a long trough…..quite the cruisy scene. “Well, your cock is as beautiful as your ass, Ian.” Ian started to piss. “Fuck, are you ever hung, and inked too, so hot.” That’s all it took, and Ian’s cock started to bone up. Zak reached over and put his hand into Ian’s piss stream then licked his fingers. “MMMM, sweet.” Ian stopped pissing and looked at Zak. Ian was now fully erect, “You like piss too?” Zak grasped Ian’s shaft and turned Ian toward him. He got down on his knees and put the head of Ian’s cock in his mouth. “You want my piss?” Zak only nodded yes since his mouth was quite full. “Fuck, here it comes.” Ian let go a full stream of piss. Zak didn’t lose a drop and guzzled all of Ian’s piss from the tap. Zak came up for air, “God, I love piss.” Zak put Ian’s cock back in his mouth and started to deep throat his boned up meat. After a few minutes of sucking a guy stumbled into the bathroom and interrupted the play. “Oh, excuse me guys, sorry.” The guy awkwardly fumbled his way out of the bathroom and let the door close. Zak and Ian laughed. “Guess we should take this to Zeek’s place. Are you game?” “Absolutely!!” Zak and Ian returned to the bar with obvious boned up cocks bulging in their jeans. “I see you two got a little friendlier in there.” “Ian’s game. He’s going to join us.” “Sweet.” I reached for Ian’s package and grasped his hard dick while planting a long, wet kiss on his lips. “Damn, and an awesome kisser too.” We slammed our drinks, and the three of us left the bar. As we walked out the door my cock was already rock hard at the anticipation of filling Ian’s ass with toxic seed. Ian followed us home, and we made sure to not lose him in route. We both whipped our dicks out on the way home. Both our piss holes were already oozing precum as we stroked each other’s shafts. “Fuck, this is our first time tag teaming, Zeek.” “This is going to be so hot.” We offered Ian something to drink, but after one sip of our beer, the bottles sat on the coffee table. Zak grabbed Ian’s crotch, “Now where were we? Oh yeah.” Ian chuckled and unzipped his pants. Zak pulled Ian’s dick out and got on his knees. He held the tip of Ian’s cock in his mouth and downed Ian’s pissed. He saved the last mouthful and locked lips with me, sharing the Ian’s piss with me. I pulled Ian’s shirt off, and dropped mine to the floor, then began to make out with him on the sofa. Zak pulled his shirt off and added it to the pile on the floor. He knelt in front of Ian, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them from his trim body. Ian’s cock was fully erect, a good 8 inches, and leaking his nectar onto his abdomen. Zak wrapped his hand around the base of Ian’s shaft and licked up his sweet juice before slipping the full length of his meat across his tongue and down his throat. I unbuttoned my jeans and worked them to my ankles, and flipped them to the side. Ian stroked my throbbing meat while our lips remained locked, our tongues dancing together. Zak continued to deep throat Ian’s cock, and Ian grabbed Zak by the back of the head burying his dick even further into Zak’s mouth. Zak had unzipped his jeans letting his hard, poisonous monster out to stroke, but kept them buttoned to conceal his biohazard ink. After a few minutes he licked his finger and began working it between Ian’s legs massaging his tight hole. Ian quickly responded, lifting his legs and spreading his cheeks. Zak buried his face in Ian’s ass and licked and probed his hole, working his tongue inside. While Zak rimmed Ian, I engulfed Ian’s cock into my mouth. I could taste his sweet nectar on my tongue as it leaked from his piss hole. Zak worked a few fingers into Ian’s hole, teasing his cunt to open up then buried his tongue in Ian’s ass. Ian moaned and squirmed with pleasure as we worked his cock and massaged his sweet hole. “Fuck, you guys are so fucking hot. I love it.” I pulled Ian’s cock from my mouth, “There’s a lot more where that came from.” I nudged Zak, “Come on guys, let’s take this to the bedroom.” I led the guys down the hall to my bed. My cock was fully erect, anxious to seed our blonde twink. Zak wrapped his arms around Ian’s chest from behind, kissed him on neck, and ground his cock between his ass cheeks. He whispered into his ear, “Get on the bed on all fours. I want to fuck your ass.” Ian crawled on the bed with his ass at the edge for easy access. Zak knelt at the edge of the bed and again buried his tongue in Ian’s ass. He licked and fucked Ian with his tongue, lubing his cunt for his toxic cock. Ian arched his back and groaned with pleasure. I slipped onto the bed on my knees in front of Ian; my cock leaking its juices that I hoped was charged. Ian grasped my dick directing it toward his mouth. He licked the full length of my shaft then engulfed my cock down his throat to the base. Chills shot through my body. I grabbed our blonde twink by the head and slowly fucked his throat, making him gag from the tonsil probe. Zak fingered and rimmed Ian’s man hole, loosening him up. His hole puckered around Zak’s fingers, and Ian pushed against Zak’s hand, working his fingers deeper inside. Ian began to rock back and forth on Zak’s fingers. He was primed and ready to seed. “That’s it, boy. Open up. You’re ready for my cock.” Ian flipped my cock from his mouth, “Do you have condoms?” We prepared ahead of time for this. “Sure do.” I reached for my nightstand drawer and tossed a jacket to Zak then flipped a bottle of lube on the bed next to Zak. Zak stood at the edge of the bed behind Ian with his toxic precum dripping from his PA ring. Ian was mesmerized with the flames of ink down Zak’s shaft, “Fuck, yes, what a hot cock.” (Thinking to myself) Yeah, one hot, POZ cock. Zak tore the package open with his teeth and stretched the condom over his PA ring onto his cock head. Ian continued sucking my pole. Zak looked at me and grinned. He slipped the condom off his cock, unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to his ankles. Zak lubed up his shaft. He lined up the head of his monster to Ian’s cunt and pressed firmly against his hole. My shaft stiffened in Ian’s mouth at the sight of Zak’s biohazard tattoo and poisonous cock about to plow our unknowing, blonde twink. “Relax that cunt, boy. Let me in.” Zak grasped Ian by the hips and slowly worked the mouth of his monster into his manhole, drooling the first bit of toxic juice in his cunt. Ian gasped and groaned as Zak thrust farther inside, tearing his ass open. My cock flipped from Ian’s mouth, “Fuck it hurts.” “I’m about half way in, boy. Just relax, and let my shaft slide on in.” “Yes sir.” Zak again pushed on, further opening Ian up, then buried his cock balls deep inside his neg host. Ian tensed up in pain, “Fuck!!” “Damn, you’re so tight, boy. Feels incredible.” “Fuck, give me a sec. Hold on.” Ian slowly relaxed then began to ride Zak’s tool. “Fuck, so fucking hot,” as Zak began to thrust in and out of Ian. “God your cock feels good in me.” Ian’s hole begged for cock, and Zak pounded his ass hard and rough. He again devoured my cock in his mouth, working my pole, drinking up my precum. I pulled my cock from Ian’s mouth, “Suck my balls, boy.” “Yes sir.” Ian licked, then slipped both my balls into his mouth. My cock stiffened as I stroked my throbbing shaft. Ian sucked my balls for a bit then spit them out and stuck his tongue out at the head of my dick. I slapped my cock across his tongue then again fucked his face. Zak continued to plow our twink’s ass. “Fuck, boy, you’re going to push me over the edge. You have one sweet cunt.” “Fuck, shoot your load, Zak.” Zak asked, “You want me to cum, boy?” I nearly shot down Ian’s throat, knowing he was about to take a toxic load of jizz. I pulled my throbbing cock out of his mouth to save my cum for his sloppy hole. “Yes, fuck…..cum inside me.” “Are you sure?” “Fuck yes….shoot your load.” “You got it!!” Zak buried his cock deep in Ian’s hole. “Here it comes, pig.” “Fuck yes.” My eyes were fixed on Zak’s cock and biohazard tattoo. I stroked my shaft slowly, edging myself so close to cumming. Zak’s meat stiffened and throbbed as he started to fill Ian’s cunt with his venom. “Oh my God, I can feel you shooting in me. Fuck, yes.” Zak’s body jerked and he moaned and panted as he loaded Ian’s guts with his poz cream. Sweat ran down Zak’s face and chest. “So fucking sweet.” Zak pulled his still hard cock from Ian’s hole. The last few drops of toxic seed oozed from his piss hole, and Zak slammed back into his victim, working his seed deeper inside. He again pulled out and poz cream leaked from our twink’s cunt down his ball sack. Ian turned his head to look at Zak, “Fuck, did you just cum in me bare?” Zak replied, “Sorry, we prefer it raw. I couldn’t resist giving you my load.” Ian noticed the tattoo on Zak’s abdomen, “You’re poz??!!” Zak said, “Guess so, pig.” “Fuck, and you just shot in me?!!” “Tell me you didn’t love it. Tell me it’s not what you really wanted.” Ian sat on the bed with a stunned look on his face. His cock throbbed rock hard standing straight up. “Look at your cock, boy. Your cock is telling you the truth.” “Fuck.” Tears ran down his cheeks trying to wrap his brain around what this meant. “I can’t say I didn’t love it, but it’s poz cum.” “And it’s the freedom to be a total pig. Tell me you don’t want that.” “I can’t. Fuck!!!” “Tell me you don’t want more poz cum.” Ian’s cock stiffened and pulsed. “I can’t. I don’t get it. I should be furious, but the thought of your poz cum in me is turning me on.” Zak grinned, “Yeah, boy, you want more poz cum, don’t you?” “Fuck……I do. Why is this such a turn on?” Zak leaned over and gave Ian a wet kiss burying his tongue in his mouth. My cock was rock hard watching Ian’s realization that he wanted this as much as we wanted to convert him. “Just go with it, Ian. You want it, just let go.” I asked, “Are you ready for another load of cum?” “Are you poz too?” “Not sure yet. Zak’s been seeding me good for about a month so you may get a poz load and you may not.” Ian’s cock stiffened hearing those words. He stroked his cock shaft. “I don’t want to resist this. It feels so good.” Ian got back on all fours, “Fuck, give it to me. I want it.” Zak grinned, “Fuck, yeah!! That’s it, go with it. Good boy!!” Zak crawled on the bed in front of Ian, and Ian licked up all his poz cream and ass juice from Zak’s meat. While Ian serviced Zak, cleaning his tool, I lubed my cock with spit and slid right into Ian’s gooey hole. My shaft glided right in all the way, working my partner’s toxic juices into Ian’s intestinal walls. Ian began to deep throat Zak’s cock, boning him up again for round two. I continued to plow Ian’s ass, “Fuck, I won’t last long. What a turn on knowing I’m working Zak’s poz seed in you. Ian mumbled with a full mouth, “Yes.” I pumped his ass a few more minutes as Zak thrust in and out of his throat slowly. It pushed me over the edge. “Here it comes, bitch. Take my cum.” I pulled out of Ian’s ass and shot the first rope of cum across his hole then slammed back in his gut shoving my seed inside. My cock continued to throb and shoot my seed in him. “Fuck, I hope you’re taking poz cum. Take it all.” I emptied my balls deep inside Ian. My cock slipped from his hole. A mixture of our seed tinged with pink oozed from his man hole. I slammed my tongue into his gaping cunt and lapped up our juices. Zak moved in behind me, “Are you ready for more of my poz cum, pig?” “Fuck yes. Fuck me.” I moved to the bed on my back and slipped under Ian to suck his boned up cock while Zak plowed into Ian’s wrecked hole. I stroked my shaft and sucked Ian’s hard cock. Zak pounded Ian’s cunt hard. “Work that seed in you, boy. We’re going to convert your ass tonight.” “Oh fuck, give me your poz load.” “You want it?” “Yes!” “Want to poz up, pig?” “Yes, give it to me.” “I’m getting close, pig. You’re going to get my toxic cum.” Ian’s dick was rock hard in my mouth. Ian exclaimed, “Oh fuck, I’m going to shoot!” His cock pulsed and began to shoot his creamy, neg, seed down my throat. “Here’s my second load, boy. Take that poz cum.” “Fuck yes. Give it to me.” Zak thrust in Ian again and let out a wild moan. “Feel me shooting in you, pig? You’re getting my virus right now.” “Oh my God!! It feels incredible!!” Ian filled my mouth with a huge load of jizz, emptying his nuts into my belly. Zak pulled his cock from Ian’s worn out hole. “Keep that seed in you boy. Welcome to the club.” Before Ian left we gave him our phone numbers. Zak hugged him, “You have a sweet ass, boy. When you’re ready for more toxic seed, or your biohazard tattoo, give us a call. Zeek will probably be highly toxic soon too.” “I will. Tonight was amazing. Thanks guys.” Ian planted a kiss on both our lips then slipped out the door. Next……chapter 6 ASAP.

Sorry for the delay guys. I'll start on chapter 5 and post it ASAP. The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 4 As usual the phone rang at around 3 p.m. I didn’t even look at my cell phone screen or give my mom a chance to respond. “Hello mom. Yes, I’ll be there on time.” “I’m just checking.” “I know. I was expecting the call.” “Well, you don’t have to be rude about it.” “I’m not mom. I just knew you would be calling.” “Well, I’m glad you will be making it on time. You know how your father likes to have dinner on time.” “Yes, I know mom. I’ll be there.” “I know you don’t like when I ask this,” (Here it comes….. my mom’s opinions), “and I don’t want to pester, but your Aunt Ester and I have been wondering if you found a nice church yet.” (Thinking to myself) Well, I tricked with a priest in the rectory at St. Sebastian’s once. “No, I’m still looking, mom.” “Now whatever church you choose is really up to you, but remember, you were brought up Lutheran, and even though we weren’t fond of those Catholics, Aunt Ester became one…..well she married into it, dear, but Aunt Ester thinks you’re old enough to be safe around those priests now. So if you’re meant to be a Catholic, then so be it, but don’t be putting your fingers in that holy water, that’s so unsanitary.” “No, Mom, I wouldn’t think of putting my fingers anywhere that wasn’t sanitary.” (Thinking to myself) Unless my tongue checked it out first. “You remember Betty across the street don’t you, Isaac? You know the one with the ugly pansies in front of her house? I’m talking about flowers, dear.” “Yeah, mom.” “She told me today that her son is getting a bunch of tattoos. Betty was shocked to say the least. I don’t understand why he would want to do that.” “Well, it is his body, mom.” “Yes, but…..what do you mean It’s his body? You’re not thinking about getting any of them are you?” “No, mom, I’m not THINKING about getting any tattoos.” “Good because if God wanted you to have tattoos you would have been born that way.” “Oh, so it was divine intervention that you were born with pierced ears, mom?” “That’s different and you know it.” “How is that different, mom?” “Tattoos are defiling your temple, but earrings are just….. just a little bling.” “I’m sure God sees it that way.” “Don’t get smart with me, Isaac.” “I’ll see you tonight, mom.” My mom was going to find out about my tattoo sooner or later. Might as well be sooner and get it over with so I wore a short sleeve shirt to my parent’s house for dinner. I pulled up in front of their house and parked on the street. I started to walk toward the front door and saw my dad standing in the front window. “Walter, get the baseball bat!!! There’s a thug coming up the driveway.” Looking out the front window Walter said, “That’s Isaac’s car out front.” “Oh my God, the thugs got Isaac. Call 911!!” I opened the front door, “Hi mom. Hi dad.” “Oh for heaven’s sake, Isaac, get in here and shut the door before Betty sees you.” “It’s nice to see you too, mom.” “What is that on your arm? And what happened to your hair?” Sarcastically, “What?! You don’t like my new look?” “Well, your hair can grow back, but……but…..you told me you weren’t thinking about getting one of THEM.” “I’m not THINKING about it. I already got it.” “I suppose you think that’s funny.” “Not at all, mom. I happen to like tattoos a lot.” “Well, your father hates it.” Speaking quietly in the background, Walter said, “Actually I kind of like it.” I smirked a little. “You see, he hates it.” “Mom, I’m still the same Isaac as I was before. Actually I’m MORE myself now.” “Well, I don’t have to like it.” “No you don’t, mom, but it’s for me, not you.” During dinner my mom kept looking at me. I could tell she wanted to say something and it was only a matter of time before she couldn’t keep it in any longer. “Please tell me you’re not joining a biker gang or doing drugs, Isaac.” I chuckled, “No, mom, I’m not doing drugs or joining a gang of bikers. Dinner is good, by the way.” My dad added, “I happen to like your tattoo, Isaac. It looks well done.” My mom chimed in, “Walter!!” “Whhhhhaaaat? It looks good.” “Thanks, dad.” My mom changed the subject, “Are you seeing anyone, Isaac?” “I’ve been on a couple dates.” “You know you can bring your guy friend home.” “You mean my boyfriend.” “Well, I don’t know what to call him.” “It’s no different because I’m gay, mom. He’s by boyfriend.” “Well, your boyfriend is welcome here.” “I know. We’re not at that point, mom.” After dinner, while my mom was in the kitchen, my dad hugged me. “Don’t listen to your mom. She means well, but….. You look good, son.” “Thanks, dad.” “Take care. See you soon. I love you, Isaac.” “Yeah, I love you too. Bye, dad.” My mom hugged me goodbye and whispered in my ear, “No more tattoos.” I whispered in her ear, “It’s my body, mom. I happen to like them.” “You’re mutilating your body.” “To you I am. It’s art, mom.” “Art shmart.” “I love you too mom.” “Just take care of yourself, Isaac.” She kissed me on the cheek. “I am mom.” (If she only knew I was also chasing poz seed). “I love you, Isaac. I just want you to be happy.” “What makes you think I’m not happy?” “Nothing.” “Well then……” “I just worry about you. I’m allowed, you know.” “I’m fine mom. I’ll talk to you later.” “Bye. Call me when you get home so I know you made it alright.” “Ok. Thanks for dinner. See you later.” As much as I love my parents, I was happy to be heading home. My mom can be a bit exhausting at times, and tonight’s dinner was about as relaxing as having a root canal. When I got home I called to let my mom know I was home. I flopped onto my bed, let out a deep sigh of relief, and drifted off to sleep curled up with my pillow. Zak and I talked during the week. His laughter at the details of my event-filled evening at my parent’s brought a little too much pleasure to his world. I had to chuckle a bit, though. He did not have the pleasure of meeting my mom…….YET. If our relationship continued to progress he would experience her bubbly personality firsthand. He suggested I grow my beard long, tattoo my neck and head, and pierce my septum, then invite my mom’s neighbor, Betty and her son, to my mom’s house for lunch together. I could see from his response that Zak may enjoy goading my mom relentlessly. I invited Zak to spend the weekend with me in Milwaukee and sweetened the bait by telling him we could initiate my house with some poz breeding. He took the bait and immediately cleared his schedule for the weekend. I was excited to have him coming to Milwaukee to spend time together. By Thursday I couldn’t keep my hands out of my pants, but for all the wrong reasons. My pubic hair was growing back and my crotch was itchy as hell. I tried to look like I didn’t have crabs or something while at work, but every step I took just made me want to tear my pants off and scratch like a dog covered with fleas. I never shaved my pubic hair off before our play last weekend, and as erotic as it was having Zak take a razor to “the playground” I vowed I would never do that again. I prefer pubic hair and body hair anyway. I had no choice but to tough it out. Zak had tattoo appointments Friday night so he drove up early Saturday morning. I took him to an early lunch at my favorite restaurant in the Third Ward. We arrived early, so it was still quiet before the lunch hour crowd flooded in. Our waiter was extremely handsome with dark hair pulled into a pony tail, a neatly trimmed thick beard, tattoos covering his right arm, and a beautiful, round, fuckable ass. “Hi, I’m Jonathan. I’ll be taking care of you today.” (I thought to myself) Yeah, I’d like to be taking care of you too. Zak said, “Hi Jonathan.” I added, “I don’t remember seeing you here, and I come here fairly often.” “I’m pretty new. I just moved here about a month ago.” Zak joined in, “Oh, where abouts are you from?” “I’m from Palm Springs.” “Ouch, you moved from California to Milwaukee?” “I know, I loved Palm Springs, but I have family here.” (Again thinking to myself) That you do, and we’re sitting right in front of you. “So, can I interest either of you in a cocktail to start?” Before we could respond, Jonathan dropped his pen on the floor. I reached to pick it up at the same time he bent down and our hands met at his pen. He brushed his hand lightly against mine and oh so intentionally. My gaydar was dinging “off the chart,” and my cock was half boned in a flash. I picked up his pen and handed it to him. Jonathan looked into my eyes as he stood up, gave me a smile and wink, “Thanks a lot.” With a grin on my face, “You’re welcome.” “Uh, oh yes, cocktails?” Zak ordered a bloody mary, and I got a martini. We skimmed the menu, and the waiter shuffled off toward the bar. “Did you see what just happened?” “How could I not? That boy is family, and hot looking family at that.” “He boned up my cock that’s for sure.” “Bet you’d like to poz his ass. I bet my virus is already taking over your body as we speak. You’re probably already poz with a growing viral load. Your body just hasn’t reacted yet.” Jonathan returned a few minutes later with our drinks. “Are you ready to order, or do you need a few minutes?” Zak said, “Sorry, we were chatting not looking at the menu. I’ll shut up and focus on the menu. I need a just few more minutes, please.” “Ok, I’ll step into the men’s room for a second and be back in a bit.” Jonathan glanced over at me, before turning and disappearing down the hall toward the bathroom. “Well, what the hell are you waiting for, Zeek? Get your ass in there.” I strolled over to the men’s room and as I walked in Jonathan glanced over his shoulder at me. He was standing at the urinal with his legs slightly spread. I took the urinal next to him and didn’t say a word. He was stroking his hard shaft and looking at his cock. He didn’t flinch as my hand slowly passed into his line of vision and grasped his boned up meat. His cock throbbed in my grip, and he let out a quiet moan. I stroked his cock and led him by his hard pole into the bathroom stall and closed the door. Our lips were locked in a flash. Jonathan unzipped my jeans and pulled out my hard cock. He said, “We don’t have much time.” “Then we better get to it.” I dropped Jonathan’s pants to the floor. I grasped his ass and massaged his man cave as I turned him around. My cock found his ass crack and I pressed my shaft against his hole. “I want to fuck you.” “If you can make it quick, go for it.” I gave him no time to bring up a discussion about condoms. I bent him in over, spit in my hand and lubed up my cock then pressed my shaft head to his cunt. Jonathan spread his legs and arched his back into my hard tool. With a little force I shoved the head inside. Jonathan flinched and his ass tightened around the head of my dick. Thinking my fast entry was painful I held my cock still. With one quick thrust, he shoved my cock deep into his ass. A gasp escaped from Jonathan’s mouth. He reached behind me and grasped my ass, holding me tight against his cheeks. After taking a few deep breaths he released his grip on my ass. “Fuck me, man. Give me that cum.” “Fuck yes. I’ll load you up.” I began to thrust into him, first slowly, then hard and fast, burying my meat all the way into his gut. Knowing someone could walk in at any minute I held nothing back. There was no verbal talk, no kissing, no massaging or caressing, just all out hard fucking. I grabbed his hips and drove my tool into his hole over and over. The thought of filling his ass with what I hoped was a potent dose of charged seed brought me to the edge in no time. My cock stiffened and swelled even more. I gave him no warning as my shaft began to throb and pulse. A huge load of cum shot from my cock in rapid succession, coating his guts with my DNA. I pulled my cock from Jonathan’s ass, tucked it into my pants and zipped up my jeans. He stood up and planted a big kiss on my lips. Jonathan’s rod remained rock hard, standing at attention with precum leaking from his piss hole. He stroked his shaft a few times then stuffed his stiff rod into his pants and zipped up. “Thanks, man….that was fucking hot.” “Sorry it had to be so fast, but I loved it.” We kissed one more time then I slipped out the bathroom door. Zak glanced at me over his menu as I approached our table then stared at me after I took my seat. “Well?” I just grinned and gave him a few slow nods of yes. He smiled back at me then we both continued to browse the menu. Jonathan returned from the bathroom with a professional posture. Except for the slight bulge remaining in his jeans from his still half erect cock, he was put together neatly. “See anything you would like on the menu?” Zak couldn’t resist, “From the silly grin on my boyfriend’s face I would have to say yes.” Jonathan immediately made eye contact with Zak. Zak winked and smiled at our waiter then gave him a lusty once over with his eyes, “I’ll have what he just had with a bacon burger on the side.” Jonathan chuckled and blushed a little. Now turning slightly toward me, “And you sir?” “I guess I had my dessert before lunch, didn’t I? But, I’ll have the mushroom burger and fries.” Jonathan smiled and collected the menus, “Thank you guys. I’ll get that right in.” (Thinking to myself as I glanced at Jonathan’s ass) Think I just did that, man. “No…..Thank YOU, Jonathan.” He didn’t know just how much I meant that, but maybe he would find out in a month or so. While chowing down on our burgers Zak wanted details. I shared that Jonathan never inquired about my status and there was no discussion about condoms. “He has no idea that you’ve been taking poz cum?” “Nope, not a clue.” By the time I reached the part about me filling Jonathan’s ass with my seed, Zak had a raging hard on. “Fuck, you have me so turned on, Zeek. I want to fuck your ass so bad.” Our lunch continued with plenty of flirtatious fun with Jonathan. After finishing our meal he returned again, “Can I get you anything else, guys?” Zak suggested, “Like coffee, tea, or me? Because I’ll take the ‘ ME’ part to go.” Jonathan and I chuckled, “You guys are fun to wait on. Please do cum again.” I added, “Oh, we’ll definitely cum again.” He placed the bill in the center of the table with a brief note with his phone number, “Call me anytime for the ‘ME part to go’ guys…..thanks again for EVERYTHING.” He got a good tip. While driving back to my house Zak was still turned on by our erotic lunch. He whipped his rock hard cock out and stroked his meat. I reached over and wrapped my hand around his shaft. His rod stiffened and throbbed as I stroked his cock. I knew what was ahead for my ass and the thought of that gave me a raging hard on.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 3 Zak rolled me onto my back and straddled my body with his ass resting on my thighs. He grasped our hard cocks together in his hand, stroking and rubbing our shafts together with each slow thrust of his hips. The verbal talk started. The words used didn’t change so much, but this time Zak’s poz talk had more emotion behind it; a gentler edge. It wasn’t just the heat of the moment. A release of his emotions from the heart, something I was experiencing as well. The intimacy made both of our cocks bone up even more as he continued to stroke our shafts together. “I’m going to make poz love to you, Zeek.” “Fuck, yes. I want all of you. Give me your charged cock. Breed me.” “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” “Yes, please make love to my hole. Seed me again.” “You want that connection with me forever?” “Yes, I want that with you. Poz me. Please do it.” Zak lightly caressed my abdomen and chest, then gently stroked my face and lower lip while looking directly into my eyes. His touch sent a wave of chills through my body. I loved seeing this side of him as much as I loved his pig side. He lay on top of me. Our sweaty bodies and hard dicks pressed tightly together. Zak made out with me, grinding our bodies and cocks together. “I’m going to slide my cock in you, oh so slowly. Give you more poz seed, babe.” He spread my legs, slipped his arms under my knees, and bent my legs over his shoulders. He spit in his hand and lubed up his cock, then pressed the head of his dick to my hole. My ass opened easily, and as he slid the full length of his shaft into my cunt, cum dripped from my ass. His cock glided easily against the cum-drenched walls of my man hole, working his first toxic load deep inside me. A warm, tingly sensation overcame me. My heart beat faster. Zak eyes continued to pierce into my soul. His cock massaged my prostate with each stroke of his death stick. This was no longer fucking. This was intense love making….sharing his body and virus with me, making us one. “Zeek, you feel incredible. I want you to charge up from me so much. I want to share every part of me with you.” “Make me yours, babe. I want your DNA inside me.” My senses were so heightened. I could feel every inch of Zak’s cock penetrating me. It was very intimate and erotic. He continued to pump his cock in and out of me. I repeatedly tightened my ass around his shaft with each pulse of my hard cock. His meat stiffened and throbbed repeatedly in my hole. I wanted to milk every drop of cum from his balls. Welcome his virus into my body. “Fuck, babe, I won’t last long. This feels so amazing.” “Give me your cum. I want it all in me.” Zak leaned over and made out with me. His kisses were warm and deliberate. His tongue swirled with mine as he made love to my hole with slow, deep penetrations from his tool. After a few minutes he turned his head to the side. Our sweaty cheeks were pressed together. He caressed my face with his cheek then whispered in my ear, “Fuck, yes. Here it cums, babe. You’re going to get all my poz seed.” Zak pressed his lips to mine with one long, passionate kiss and plunged his manhood balls deep inside me. I felt his cock begin to pulse once again. Jizz shot from his rod with each throb, adding to his previous load and my blood. He whispered between deep breaths, “I want you so much. Take my charged load, babe. You’re mine, Zeek.” “Fuck, yes. You feel so good. Convert me. Make me your poz pig.” Sweat dripped from his nose onto my cheek. Emotions and our poz talk overcame me. My ass tightened around Zak’s shaft, and he groaned with pleasure. My hole milked ever drop of his toxic cum into my guts, while my cock erupted over and over, shooting creamy white semen onto my abdomen. Zak again pressed his lips to mine like he couldn’t get close enough to me, couldn’t bury his cock inside me deep enough. He held his cock deep in me. My ass pressed tight against him, both of us panting from our intense dance together. Our deep breathing began to relax. His cock slipped from my cum-filled hole, and my ass puckered several times, working his semen further inside me. I wanted his seed to stay in me all night. This felt so right. We lied in each other’s arms and drifted off to sleep for a bit. I woke to Zak getting up from the sofa. “I’ll be right back, babe. I have to piss.” He started to walk toward the bathroom, and I grabbed his hand to stop him. “Uh ah, get back here. I want every drop.” I slid off the couch to the floor. The tiled floor felt cold on my knees, but the chill just made it even more erotic. Zak stood in front of me, his inked cock dangling in front of my lips. I looked directly at his biohazard tattoo and slipped his cock into my mouth. He held my head still with a firm grip on the top of my head. My eyes wandered from his biohazard ink up his body to his eyes, looking directly down into mine. His cock twitched a few times in my mouth, and he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. A few drops of sweet nectar dripped onto my tongue before a full stream of warm piss filled my mouth. My dick boned up immediately. Zak continued to empty his bladder down my throat, pausing just long enough for me to gulp down each mouthful. His piss tasted strong, but so sweet. It was intoxicating, and I devoured every drop. I think in that very moment I surrendered myself to him totally. I was his pig boy and wanted to continue to be his in every way. I swallowed the last of his sweet piss then Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and wiped his piss hole across my lips. “God, I enjoy feeding you my piss too. From the looks of it you like being my urinal too, don’t you?” My cock stiffened as I licked my lips, “You know I do.” Zak stroked the top of my head for a bit, “I love being a cum and piss pig as much as you do, Zeek. I want you to use me any way you like. I want all of it with you.” “I want to experience that with you too. Really explore our pig sides together.” “Good boy. Let’s work on pozzing your ass up then start swapping all our fluids.” There was a pause of silence interrupted by a long, loud growl from my stomach followed by a burp. We both laughed. “Woah, dude. You must be starving. It’s getting late. If you’re cool with it, why don’t you come home with me? We can stop for carry out and you can crash at my place. I’d love to wake up in the morning curled up with you in my bed. We can grab breakfast together. Spend the day together tomorrow if you like.” The corners of my mouth curled up with a grin, “I’d love to. I am pretty hungry too and not looking forward to the drive home tonight.” “Then it’s settled. Let’s get dressed and get out of here.” We flipped our clothes on and made our way to Zak’s apartment. We ordered the proverbial Chinese food delivery in the little white cartons that you see all too often in the movies. It made for a cozy night on Zak’s living room sofa, feeding samples of each other’s food to one another. Our frisky late night dinner led to some playful banter. By morning a trail of clothes strewn here and there lead to the bedroom. I woke curled up naked next to Zak; our legs intertwined beneath the sheets. His body felt warm against my skin, and I gazed at him sleeping for a minute. The sheet draped gently across his waist just exposing the top edges of his biohazard tattoo. I touched his thigh with my hand and lightly ran my fingers up his leg, across his cock and biohazard tattoo to his abdomen. I slowly caressed his belly, gently circling the sunburst tattoo around his belly button with my finger tip. Zak yawned, opened his eyes, and stretched. Good morning, handsome. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him so my head rested on his chest. “I hope you slept well, because I slept like a baby with you beside me. I could get used to this.” I turned over and rested my chin on Zak’s chest, “It does feel good being next to you in bed, and yeah, I slept pretty damn well. I even had an odd but quite erotic dream about pozzing, and you marking my body all over with biohazard tattoos, even places like my hands so I couldn’t hide my poz status to anyone.” We both chuckled. “Maybe I had that dream because my ass is still loaded with your charged seed from last night and that is so hot.” Zak looked at me and grinned, “Don’t worry, sexy man, you’ll be charged up in no time. My virus is probably already in your system. Your body just hasn’t reacted to it yet. Or you could be one of those guys that doesn’t show symptoms and you’re already charged up.” He rolled me over in bed and laid on top of me, “If that’s the case you need to start seeding me too, swap our poz loads.” He gave me a quick peck on the lips then rolled out of bed. He flipped the sheets off me, “Time to get up, babe. The weekend’s a wastin’.” I chased Zak down the hall to the kitchen, and we both hung out together naked. I made coffee and he whipped up some eggs and bacon. Then we sat across from each other at his dining room table. I slid my foot onto his chair, and played with his cock and balls with my toes. Zak’s cock began to bone up. We ate our breakfast looking at each other playfully with grins on our faces. “You better watch it or you’ll find your ass back in that bed taking more poz cum.” “And this is a bad thing, how?” We chuckled a bit and finished our breakfast. “So, what would you like to do today?” “How about hanging out in boystown, shop around a bit. A leisure day.” “I’m game. We could maybe hit a movie later and tip a few at a bar if you like.” “Sure, play it by ear.” This man was too good to be true. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, but in the back of my mind I hoped the feelings I was developing for him were mutual. I was falling for Zak, and there was no stopping my heart. “Ok, Zeek, let’s get in the shower.” “I need to clean my tattoo.” “I’ll wrap it up for you for the day after our shower. After it’s done weeping ink, you can start to leave it open to air.” He got up from the table and peeled the bandage from my arm. Ink was weeping from my tattoo yet. “Lookin damn good, babe. Now get.” I got up and took a few steps toward the bathroom. Zak couldn’t resist the opportunity and gave me a quick crack on the ass with his hand. “Oooh,……… Baby!!” I chuckled and ran toward the bathroom. Zak wasted no time chasing me down the hall. He caught me at the bathroom doorway and pulled me into his arms. His lips pressed to mine, and our cocks were boned up in no time. “See what you do to me every time?” “Well, you have the same effect on me.” We stroked each other’s cocks then Zak turned on the shower, and stepped in. “Are you joining me?” “I’ll be right there. I sat on the toilet. Sorry, babe, I’m losing your seed.” “That’s ok, I’ll be plowing your ass soon enough. I’m glad you have no problem jumping on the toilet while I’m in the bathroom. Doesn’t bother me one bit.” “Glad you said that, because it doesn’t bother me either.” I finished up on the toilet, “Zeek, don’t……Yow!!” Too late…..I flushed the toilet before Zak could stop me. “Damn, that’s cold.” “Serves you right for cracking my ass like that.” “You loved it, and you know it.” “Yeah, guess I did.” I stepped into the shower. It was a rather large walk-in stall with double jets. “Sweet!!” “Isn’t it awesome? Great for showering together.” “It’s big enough for a small orgy.” Zak tipped his head down, closed his eyes, and let the hot water pound on the back of his neck and head. I stood back from him, and took aim. I let out a full stream of piss hitting him on the chest, beard, abdomen, and cock. His eyes flew open, and he immediately dropped to his knees. His rod began to grow as I soaked his face with piss. Zak opened his mouth and filled it full of my piss. He swallowed a bunch and let the rest run down his beard and body. His cock was now fully erect and pulsing as I continued to piss on his face. He tipped his head forward to soak his entire head. The last few squirts of piss shot from my cock, “Damn, babe, that was so hot.” “Glad you enjoyed it.” “Enjoyed it!!?? Fuck, I loved it!!” I cleaned my tattoo, and we soaped each other up. Our shower play was just a teaser, a taste of more to come. We redressed my arm, slipped on our jeans and t-shirts and made our way to boystown. The afternoon was spent walking through the gay district browsing stores like GayMart, and the gear at the Ram adult bookstore. GayMart was most entertaining with cards and novelties. I couldn’t resist stocking up on a few cards. One had a hot naked stud on the cover with a beautiful cock. The outside of the card read, “For your Birthday, let’s play hide and seek…..If you find me, I’ll let you blow me.” The inside read, “….and if you can’t find me, look behind the couch.”…….LOL. The other card had a drag queen on the front with a bitchy expression on her face. The front read, “Honey, another birthday and you still look fabulous!!” The inside of the card had just one word….. “Pity!!” After horsing around all afternoon, we ate an early dinner and decided to check out the movies at the theater. I don’t think it mattered what we saw. We ordered a bottled water and got a small bucket of popcorn then took two seats toward the back of the theater. We had our privacy, just what I was hoping for. Zak held the popcorn bucket in his lap while we both munched away. Every time I reached in for more popcorn I thought of the old story I’ve heard about a guy tearing the bottom of the popcorn container open and slipping his hard cock through the hole. Even though I didn’t think it was going to happen, the anticipation that Zak’s cock COULD be waiting for me boned up sticking through the bottom of the popcorn bucket just made my dick hard. I glanced over at Zak and he looked back at me. I had a sly grin on my face. When he reached for more popcorn I purposely did the same. I took his hand in mine and pressed it firmly against my hard rod. My cock stiffened even more at the touch of his hand through my jeans. After putting the popcorn bucket on the floor Zak took my hand and rubbed it against the hard bulge in his jeans. He returned his hand to my crotch, and we sat there nonchalantly stroking each other. Our shafts were begging to be released from our jeans to start fucking on the spot. Zak grasped my chin with his hand and turned my head toward his. We began kissing and making out in the theater, oblivious to the scene playing out on the screen causing all the laughter in the theater. When it finally finished we both knew where we were heading. We raced to Zak’s apartment like two teenagers about to get our rocks off together for the first time. The door to his apartment flung open and he pinned me against the wall next to the entrance. He kicked the front door closed, and began stripping off my clothes and kissing me at the same time. When the last of our clothes hit the floor, he pinned me against the wall again and made out with me. We ground our cocks together, our lips pressed firmly together with Zak’s tongue buried deep in my mouth. He led me to the bedroom. After stretching a towel across the bed, Zak said, “Lie down on the bed!” I quickly obliged. “No, on your back.” I rolled over and laid back on the pillows. “This is going to be fun.” Zak showed me a wrist restraint, “Give me your wrist, babe.” I did as I was told as my cock throbbed, standing at attention. Zak strapped it onto my arm then secured it to the corner bedpost. He proceeded to strap my other wrist and ankles in a similar manner so I was spread eagle on the bed. “Wait till you see this.” Zak disappeared from the bedroom and returned with shaving cream, a razor and clipper. He crawled onto the bed and straddled my body. My hard shaft spread his ass cheeks open as he worked my cock across his hole. His dick and PA danced in front of my face, pointing straight up. A small amount of precum dripped from the head of his cock, making my mouth water to lap it up. “I can’t wait to feel your rod shooting POZ seed inside me, Zeek.” “The thought of that turns me on too. I’m sure it won’t be long the way you’ve been planting your poz cum in me.” I felt the cold steel of the clipper blade slide across my chest, “Ever been shaved, babe?” “No.” Again his cock pulsed in front of me. It made my cock throb against his hole. “Well you’re going to today, and there’s no way to resist.” Zak raised himself to his knees and dangled his cock in front of my lips. “Lick up that poz precum, babe. We don’t want any going to waste.” I quickly obeyed. The tip of my tongue brushed across his piss hole and circled his jewelry. As I pulled away a string of precum connected my tongue to Zak’s cock head then broke free and tangled from my tongue. I lapped it up and let the sweet taste of my man’s juice slide down my throat. Zak crawled off the bed. He dipped his fingers into a container of white creamy lube called “Shaft.” He grasped my hard rod and stroked the full length, lubing it up. With a firm grip around my shaft he pointed my cock straight up and sprayed shaving cream on my pubic hair. While he slowly stroked my meat I watched as I felt the razor touch my skin at the base of my cock. My rod stiffened in his grip. He stroked the razor across my pubic hair. “Feel that against your skin, Zeek? I’m going to shave all your pubic hair off.” He continued to stroke my hard meat. I watched as he shaved every bit of pubic hair with each stroke of the razor. By the time he finished my hard cock was leaking a ton of precum. He stroked my cock while he cleaned up my smooth pubic area then washed the lube from my cock. Zak again straddled me and sat down, perfectly fitting my hard shaft between his ass cheeks like a glove. He held the clipper in front of me and flipped the switch on before giving me a wink of his eye and a grin. He ran his fingers through my hair and caressed the top of my head. The clipper carved a path across scalp, taking off the first row of hair. While continually rubbing the top of my head Zak shaved off the majority of my hair. He also worked my stiff cock between his cheeks with each pass of the clipper. I could tell he kept just a little stubble for hair length, and I loved the prickly feel as he ran his hands “against the grain” across my head. Between the sensations from my throbbing shaft, aching balls, and the eroticism of being shaved while restrained, I was in heaven. The clipper stopped buzzing and Zak released me from my restraints. “Roll over sexy. We need to finish shaving the back of your head.” He again straddled my torso sitting down with our ass cheeks together. After shaving the rest of my head he massaged my scalp. The pillow was covered with strands of my dark hair, but we didn’t care. I rolled onto my back again and began to make out with Zak. He reached down between us and stroked my cock then slid down my body kissing and licking me from my belly button to my stiff rod. He slipped my cock into his mouth and worked the full length of my meat down his throat. I ran my fingers across his shaved head as he sucked me long and deep over and over. I tipped my head back, and let out a moan as I fucked his face with my tool. He removed my dick from his mouth. With his hand grasping the base of my shaft he licked the head of my meat. “Sweet precum, babe.” Zak again greased up my cock with “Shaft” lube. He straddled my hips, grabbed my shaft by the base, and aimed my cock for his hole. He pressed the head of my cock to his cunt and worked it inside. “I know we’re working on pozzing your ass, but I want to feel you shoot what may be your last neg load deep in my gut.” “Fuck, Zak. I’ll give you every drop.” Zak plunged the full length of my cock into his gut. My cock throbbed. My ass tightened. I buried my head into the pillow, thrust my hips forward as hard and I could, and moaned from the sensations shooting through my body. “Oh…..GOD!” This was my first time fucking Zak, and his cunt felt so incredible wrapped around my dick. My eyes opened wide and I picked my head up off the pillow looking directly into Zak’s eyes. He continued to ride my cock. “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck……I LOVE being inside you.” This was pure ecstasy. Zak’s cock was leaking precum, and dripping onto my belly button. He was driving me wild. With my dick still inside him, I flipped him onto his back. I grabbed his ankles and rammed my cock in him hard and deep. He took the full length of my cock with each thrust. Zak stroked his shaft while I tore up his ass like a vicious animal. “Fuck, I’m going to cum, Zak.” “Give me all that neg seed from your balls. Fill me up, babe.” My body jerked. I moaned and groaned, and my cock throbbed and erupted with each pulse, coating the walls of my man’s hole with my jizz. “Fuck yes, I feel you unloading in me, babe……oh fuck.” Zak’s ass tightened around my shaft, causing my body to again jerk from the sensations. I buried my cock deeper inside him, and while stroking his cock he shot a huge poz load all over his beard and belly. “That was incredible, Zak.” My cock slipped from his hole and his ankles dropped to the bed. I ran my tongue through his beard and down his belly, hungrily lapping up all his poz cum then sharing it with him in a deep, wet kiss. We lie on the bed beside one another, our sweaty bodies touching. “Oh my God, Zak, I love being with you so much.” “Ditto, Babe.” After a long pause….. “Damn, Zeek, you’re a little animal.” I chuckled, “You drive me wild, Zak.” Zak curled up in my arms, “So how long can you stay tomorrow?” I’ll have to head home by around noon. I’m having dinner with my parent’s tomorrow at their house. “I was hoping you could stay until at least dinner time, but I understand. Your family time is important.” “What about your family? Are you close with your parents?” “Ah, the family. Well, I have not seen my parents since I was 18. The day I told them I’m gay is the day they kicked me out of the house.” “That really sucks, Zak. Maybe they will come around.” “I’m not holding my breath, babe. They’re extremely religious. They believe if I had more faith in God, that I could become straight, and……blah, blah, blah.” “I don’t understand how a parent can just disown their kid like that.” “I’m not losing any sleep over it. I think I came through it all just fine. I’ve worked hard to get to where I am now.” “It had to be difficult for you. I give you a lot of credit.” “No, it wasn’t easy, but I’m ok. What about you, do your parents know you’re gay?” “Oh, yeah. They may have their own opinions, but in the end they just want me to be happy.” We stayed curled up in bed for the night, turned on the tv, and eventually the tv watched us sleep. In the morning I woke to Zak’s hard cock lubed and grinding against my hole. My morning wood was raging hard. Zak pressed the head of his cock to my hole, and with an arch of my back he slipped inside. “I can’t let you go home without your ass fully loaded with my toxic cum, babe.” “Fuck, yes, you know I want it. Give it to me.” I got on all fours, and Zak fucked me oh so right, long and hard, doggy style. I reached for his greased up cock, feeling his shaft at the lips of my cunt as he plunged the full length into my hungry hole. I stroked my meat while he tore up my hole. “Beg for my toxic cum, Zeek!!” “Fuck, give it to me. Please give me you poz seed.” “You want it?” “Fuck, yes!!” “Yeah?” “Give it to me. Poz me up. Please charge my hole.” “Fuck, fuck…..here it cums, babe. Take my DNA.” My cock stiffened, and as it pulsed and shot a huge load of cum onto the bed, I felt Zak’s poz load hit my intestine walls. His cock continued to throb inside me, reloading my cunt with his charged semen. He pulled his still hard shaft from my hole and flopped on the bed next to me. He pulled me into his arms and held me tight. Zak kissed me on the forehead, “I’m going to miss you this week, Zeek. I enjoy having you here with me.” “Ditto, Zak….very much so.” After a late breakfast together, and a quick shower, it was time for me to head home. The weekend together was perfect, but passed by too quickly. “Come here, Zeek.” Zak gave me a long hug followed by a sensuous kiss. “I’ll talk to you during the week to make plans for next weekend.” “Sounds good.” “Safe trip. Let me know when you’re home, babe.” I walked down the hall and pushed the button to the elevator. The doors opened and I stepped in. I turned to see Zak standing in the doorway. He waved and yelled to me with a grin on his face, “Nice ass, babe.” I chuckled and waved back. The doors closed, and I was on my way. Tonight’s dinner would be interesting to say the least. I could hardly wait to hear the comments from my mom about my new “look”……

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Im in love with the pain from the first thrust. Have a couple tops that are well over 9in and love to just ram it completely in, balls deep, as hard as they can and then jack hammer from there on out. Ive told them before to hold me down when they start as I tend to push them away, natural reaction I guess. Though my body is saying get out of there, my horny mind is say slam me harder!

I'm somewhere in the middle on this. I'm not into heavy pain or being made to bleed, but I do like some discomfort. I like using very little lube and love it when a top makes the initial entry faster then he should. I have a top buddy that gets off when I push him back with hand to try to get him to take it easy when it hurts. He just pushes my hand away and goes balls deep and keeps fucking me.

I gotta say, I hate when I am told to slow down, especially after they (the faggot bottoms) say i love big black dicks the bigger the better, I can take 12+ all kinds of wild claims. Needless to say when i start to go and the head gets swallowed in i sure hope you are ready to the rest because i want it in right a way. frankly when i am told to go slow i get harder and want to go faster... i usually just grin and make my dick pulse in their as until the slide back on it and just take it the way a faggot should.