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Part 18 Home Slice Dante came back down as I was being helped out of the sling. Dante then helped me out to the pool while Marc took my place in the sling. After a short swim at had a big breakfast before heading up to catch some sleep. We spent most of Friday in bed sleeping and recovering. My ass wasn’t as sir as I thought it works be, but I knew I wasn’t going to be getting fucked until we got to Hawaii. We you up I the afternoon to do some packing for our trip. Dante made several calls making sure all arrangements were made for our trip, as well as, Jeremy’s party on Saturday night. There were only 4 of the dozen (or so) guys that Jeremy invited that were going to show up. The others were either to intimidated or scared or paid off not to attended. Robbie was the first to arrive and texted that he was the only one there as planned. Dante’s plan was to arrive late with myself and Pedro, one of his crew who couldn’t stand Jeremy. He was a Latin top with a dick longer then Dante's (which felt nice when he fucked me at my gang bang) and planned too destroy Jeremy’s hole. When Jeremy opened the door to see Dante standing there he got an excited look on his face which quickly changed when he saw myself and Pedro. Dante Jeremy was not happy that I brought Home Slice & Pedro with me. He actually said to me, “I only wanted you to come over. Can you ask Chris and Pedro to go?” I held my ground, “Listen pussy boy, they go, I go!” He hesitated for about 5 seconds before luring the door to let us in the place. He led us back to an area he set up for play with a sling and a futon that he placed a decent mattress on. I already am planning on getting him to take mine and Pedro's cocks in a dp on that mattress after he’s been ‘flying’ most of the night. I looked over at Robbie who gave me a nod with a finger to his nose letting me know what Jeremy’s drink was already spiked with G. I could see that it was half gone when I toasted him for his birthday eagerly egging him on to down the last of his drink. Robbie quickly refilled his glass and Jeremy took another good swig. Since I knew the big 18th birthday, sex party was a bust I had to start priming the pump. As I stripped down I motioned for Jeremy to get into the sling so I could fuck him. While I got on my knees to eat his white ass I asked, “When are your guests going to arrive?” I figured for my tongue was working him into a sexual frenzy it would allow me to drive him to a point where I could bring in my ‘poz’ friends. His answer was expected, “You know the fags” this town, they either arrive late or flake out.” Home Slice chimed in perfectly, “They’re probably not coming over.” I was just lubing up my condom wrapped cock (first time I ever wore one that wasn’t ready to break) and gently slid into Jeremy’s ass. He was finally getting what he had been begging me to give him for the past 2 years. I fucked him gently for a good 10-15 minutes. I was never close to cumming with the condom on, but his tight ass felt. I couldn’t wait to get back in him raw. I finally asked him, “I know a few hours who’d might like to join the party (I placed a emphasis I parTy that went over his head).” Between moans from my dicking him he asked, “Do they play safe?” I let him know, “Bro, they will ‘play’ how ever he wanted then to play. It’s your party, your place, you set the rules.” He asked one more question, “How many guys can you get to come over?” He answer sealed it, “How many do you want? Keep in mind the more guys you have over the more guys that stand around with wanting to fuck, they may fuck someone fist who’s here or leave disappointed.” His eye’s lit up asking, “Just have 2 or 3 more guys over. I think 6 to 7 is plenty. Besides, I’m sure Chris can help keep then busy by only sucking them hard like a ‘fluffer'.” That was the insult I ever wanted to hear from this douche bags mouth. The only thing I want to hear from him after this were strong coughs and probably an ‘OH FUCK’ after he’s slammed and him begging to be fucked and bred. I pulled my cock out quickly telling the soon to be high and knocked up twink, “Let me make some phone calls.” Home Slice I quickly took Dante’s place at Jeremy’s ass. The only difference is the condom I had on had a couple of Tina shards in it and was going to break almost immediately. I slowly sank in to the surprise pleasure of Jeremy. He moaned as my Caverjack aided 7+” bottomed out balls deep. I pulled back almost all the way out before sinking back all the way I when I felt the condom rip allowing the Tina to tare across his rectum and my cock feeling the bare walls of his ass. Jeremy’s second drink was over half gone when this all happened. You could start to see his eyes glaze over. He started to make a comment, I sure about the Tina burning I his ass, as I leaned in to give him a ‘birthday’ kiss before wishing him, “Happy birthday buddy. I think you’re liking my cock.” Jeremy simply nodded as I began to really fuck him. I was almost pulling completely out, knowing that when I did he’d see the shredded condom towards the base of my cock. I had to wait for Dante to get back so that Robbie and Pedro could keep him restrained while Dante administer the newly born chem pig’s first slam. Dante was finally done contacting the other poz pigs, who were paying Dante you privilege of pozzing Jeremy, that it was time to come over. At that moment Robbie and Pedro were on either side of Jeremy and as he relaxed from the G and the Tina flowed from his ass to his brain he unknowingly raised his hands some his head, having onto the chains as I was about to long dick him. He closed his eyes for a moment and I pulled my cock completely out before slamming back inside. As I did this a couple more time I slapped him I the face which brought him back to reality as I pulled out one more time. He looked up into the mirror above the sling, seeing that the condom was on the lower quarter of my cock. His eyes got real big as Robbie and Pedro quickly restrained his arms. I pulled off the remnants of the condom, threw it in him and resumed fucking him. He pleaded with his eyes and begged me, “Dude, you got to wrap up, I only fuck safe.” I looked down at him and answered, “Not any more. This is pay ball for telling my father about me being gay.” Dante asked him, “I thought the reason you kept asking me to fuck you was that you wanted me to turn you into a cum pig?” Jeremy was shacking his head and saying “FUCK NO! Now let me go” while moaning with every hard thrust I gave him. Dante was now placing a tourniquet on his arm saying, “I guess we’ll have to give you a little ‘something’ to help you discover your true self. Now best you hold still as not to get seriously injured.” Dante found a good vein, swabbed it with alcohol, and as I paused my fucking street’ll with my cock buried deep I his ass, gave Jeremy his first slam. It was a strong one to start. I resumed my pounding of his hole the second the needle was pulled out. When the tourniquet was removed and the Tina began to move into his chest, I felt his hole convulsing with every cough. It made me double my efforts to seed his ass. Quickly a change came over him. He was moaning even louder and stared to beg me to fuck him harder. I looked at him asking, “Is our new chem pig liking my raw cock I his ass?” His answer was no surprise, “Oh, fuck yes.” His answer to my next question didn’t matter, he was getting my load, and anyone else’s who fucked him from that point on. I asked him, “Where does Jeremy want my load? Are you ready for me up breed you for the first time in your life? Are you ready to become our cum dump? You ready to me knocked up? We all have a special gift to give you for your birthday? You do want our special gift?” I have no idea of he had any clue what I was talking about, but in his drugged up brain all he could do was say ‘Yes’ and ‘Give it to me, please give it to me’. All this talk and the action of slamming him had me ready to shoot my first load in nearly a week. I roared, “Ready or not bitch, I’m about to fill you with a big load of dirty, filthy, poz cum.” As I slammed in and out while my balls over heated and I began to have one of the strongest orgasms I had ever had firing over a dozen times. I felt my cum begin to back splash song my cock as I worked my toxic spooge into the walls of his soon to be poz ass. When I was spent and my softening cock began to slip from his ass, I was quickly replaced by Dante. Dante fucked Jeremy for a lot longer then I did delivering 2 good loads. After another slam Pedro fucked him next. He went for depth making sure whatever cum that was inside was pushed in deep. As Robbie took his turn the others that Dante had recruited and had paid him to fuck Jeremy showed up. By Sunday afternoon Jeremy’s ass was dropping pinkish cum. It was strange but when we left Pedro hung around to ‘take care’ of Jeremy.

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..

I've read about the Cum Union parties for years but had never been to one. As it happened, I was in town and a Cum Union party was that night. Not knowing exactly what to expect and sense I was a few minutes early, I got in-line with about 20 other guys who were also early. For the most part, the guys appeared to be from their early 20's to late 60's with the majority in their 40's and some of them were damn hot to me, I love bearded bears. I was towards the end of the line so, when I got to the lockers, I could see how far down guys were going with their clothes coming off. A few were keeping their clothes on while about half striped down to shorts and the rest were in jock straps, I was with the jocks group, what the hell! Going into the club, men were already at the glory hole wall getting blow jobs which I've never been big on getting. So I walked to the front room which has kind of a nook in it with a sling and this hot 30's something goteed guy getting fucked by a bearded stud with a thick 10" cock, damn! I've been in this place less than 10 minutes! There are three other guys in here and a bearded guy who's giving another guy a blow job starts feeling my hard on. This guy stands up, bends over and starts giving me a great cock sucking while the guy he was blowing is fucking him. About this time, this big dicked black guy who was stroking his cock next to me starts fucking the guy in the sling while the guy sucking my cock turns around to take my cock. Fuck, his hole was good and juicy with cum from the guy that had been fucking him. I fucking love sloppy seconds! This guy liked being fucked hard and he got my first load a couple of minutes later. I stepped out of that little sling area and ran into a guy I'd talked with on BBRT and he was looking to fuck. I figured what the fuck, there was a table right here in this big common area with video's playing that a guy had just finished getting fucked on, so I bent over the table and my buddy pushed his big thick cock all the way in, I was in fucking pig heaven, getting fucked in front of about 10 guys by a HOT stud with a huge beard. When my buddy pulled out, I noticed the big dicked black dude from the sling area was standing next to me and stroking a big cock of his, whats a pig to do, I bent back over the table and felt his cock slide in, fucking good ride! When the black dude pulled out after a few minutes, the hot stud that I saw get fucked on that very table pushed his hard cock up my ass and he whispered in my ear "I'm gonna breed ya" it didn't take long and I had his load in my hole! When he pulled out, he bent over the table and my cock was deep in his hole. I get super horny after I get fucked and I pounded his hole and put my second load of the night into him... that wouldn't be the only load I'd put in him! I saw a bearded, tattooed black guy laying in a sling with his legs up. Too good of an opportunity to pass up! I started rubbing my cock against his hole and he just said "breed me!", I did, load #3. I was ready to take a break from fucking when I cam across the guy with the 10" cock and I could see how thick he was and ready. I've never taken a 10" cock before but this guy knew how to fuck! We fucked for at least 20 minutes before I needed a break. Smoke break, which is where I ran into the first guy I'd fucked, nice guy. Later, we were in the hallway where I put another load in him, he said that made load 7 in his hole! I went into the dark room which was packed. I worked my way over to the wall, I didn't realize there was a guy behind me until I felt his fingers feeling my hole. I reached around and felt his rock hard thick 8" and since he was sitting, I lowered my ass and felt that thick monster cock slide in. Was a bit uncomfortable due to the angle but we played a good 15 minutes. I saw my bearded black dude in the hallway and he wanted another load, I was more than willing. After taking a bit of a break, decided it was time to put my ass in one of the slings. The crowd was thinning out but it didn't take long before a mustache black dude came in and pushed his hard cock up my ass and gave me a good fucking. I didn't realize that my bearded black bud had been watching my ass getting fucked and came right in and pushed his 8 inches deep into my hole after the first guy finished. As he said, " I owe you at least two loads". Damn he was good! It was a fun time!

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.”

So I just had a wonderful hour of fucking with 3 loads from a young guy with a nice uncut BBC that just kept pounding my hole. Laying here thinking about how nice and sloppy my hole feels with the 3 loads keeping things lubricated. ? I’m hoping to get a repeat fuck in the morning.

Part 17 Dante I met Marc 3 years ago when he was a senior in high school (and I the closet). He was an aggressive, dominating top who took the opportunity to fuck the football team’s student manger or one of the ball boys. They knew not to say a word or he’d beat the crap out of them. It was at a party I was working when I first stumbled upon him fucking this skinny, nerd wearing glasses with his pants around his ankles which Marc used to force his legs back towards his head. Marc had the perfect angle allowing him to achieve maximum presentation. I quickly observed that he was barebacking the poor kid. I stood there and watched for half an hour as Marc didn’t just deliver a good pounding he also gave the kid several loads of his jizz. When he finicky stopped and pulled his semi hard cock from his ‘victim’ I could see the pinkish color cum ooze out of his abused hole. While the kid struggled to pull his pants up Marc was making an attempt at a ‘quick’ get-a-way. Considering I was between him and his only way of escape, I tried to put him at ease, “Damn bro, that’s one hell of a pounding you gave that nerd. Bet you shot a gallon on cum in his ass. Wish you hadn't let him go do quickly, I would've enjoyed adding my special (special since it was poz) jizz to his abused hole. How’d you get him to drop his pants?” He seemed too relax and paused, leaning against the wall as he drank some of his beer and answered, “The nerd is just one of a few scrawny boys will worships the ground I walk on. He’s either I his knees trying to suck my cock before I just grab his head and skull fuck him, or he’s bending over with his pants some his ankles spreading his ass cheeks begging to be fucked.” I followed up asking, “They let you breed then like that, any of then ask you to wrap it up?” Marc just shook his head ‘No'. I finally introduced myself and he gave me his name. I told him my ‘business’ and let him know if he supplies the white ass, I’ll supply the party favors. He then asked what I meant by party favors. As I explained it to him be seemed to know about weed, coke and x, but when I started to talk about Miss T and how she can make anyone really horny beyond his imagination he was curious. It was never my intention to turn him into a bottom bitch. The next night he brought over a couple of his ‘fan club’ nerds and we partied. Getting those nerdy boys to smoke from the pipe was easy, getting Marc not to some too much was the tough part. After an hour where he and I switched off between fucking the two boys that he's had brought that night and reach nerd hard a steady supply of my toxic jizz on his ass my job was done. I figured that those two wouldn’t know a damn thing for a couple years, and by then they’d have no clue where they got it from. Once they bareback, they never go back. I knew they’d always seek raw cock and cum. Next thing I knew Marc was playing with his soft (Tina) dick. He was really worried that he couldn’t get hard. I knew the problem, but didn’t want to press the issue until he stared to play with his ass. I could tell that the Tina he smoked had now made its way you his ass. I really didn’t want to turn him into a bottom, but he began to talk, “Damn in so horny, I want to fuck but can’t bet hard.” Reluctantly I moved next to him, “We ain’t got no more bottoms to fuck and you can’t get hard. How you gonna fuck?” Marc them reached out, stroked my hardening cock and said, “Maybe it’s time for me to get fucked.” I reminded him that I only fuck bare, I never pull out and he would be taking every drop of my ‘special’ cum. He simply laid back on my bed, pulled his legs back and said, “I understand, I need to fuck or be fucked. Do what you need to me to fuck me, I’m all yours.” Now this I wasn’t going to pass up. I grabbed a dildo b that was just a little smaller them my own cock. I figured I’d have him work his hole with it as I got things ready. I lined up the ended, dip it in someone Tina and lined it up with his virgin ass, telling him, “Take this and slowly work it into your ass while I get a few things ready. This is going to get your ass ready. It’s not unusual for you to feel it burn when it first goes inside you, but if you’re truly meant to bottom it will morph into an intense pleasure where your ass will become the center of your world.” Yeah, I knew I was stacking the deck worth the Tina on the end, but at this point I was looking taking his cherry and getting him pregnant. I waft to prepare a couple rigs as I watched him slowly work this end of the dildo into his ass. I saw the slight look of pain on his face when he paused he dildo’s advancement. As I was finishing up the two rigs I noticed that he had not just pushed some nd the dildo further inside, but was rocking it around. I came back to him with he points, pulled the dildo from his partied up hole and said to him, “I see that you’re ready for the real thing.” Marc had a pleading look on his face needing his ass filled. I looked down in him, told him to hold still that he was about to go I the ride of his life as I gave him his first slam. As he coughed I slid my cock inside him without him knowing, slammed myself and figured him until Sunday evening. Now that he had gotten when he had wanted from high school, to fuck and breed his high school wet dream, Home Slice, it was for him to get another for dicking from me. He moaned and begged until I had given him 3 loads and he could ranged more. I turned him over to a couple of my boys

Was in DC a few days for business and thought I'd try to meet someone to breed me. As usual there were hits and questions on a4a but no one was coming through. I wasn't being choosy just wanted to get fucked or suck a guy off. I get a message from a guy who said he's straight married and not getting anything at home, wants to fuck quickly, get off and leave. I told him my hotel and that I was ready right now. He said he'd be about 60-90 minutes to shower and drive over. I thought "he's not coming" but gave him my room number and said my hole will be lubed for him. He kept saying he isn't a handsome guy, just regular looking, average body, chubby dick, cums a lot. "I hope you're ok with my looks"--I did not to worry just fuck me. Well, he did show up. I hear a soft knock at the door about 70 minutes from hanging up, it pushes open, and an average latin guy comes in, I stretch onto all 4's my ass facing him, and hear him moan loudly. He starts undressing, reaching to touch my hole and moan some more. "Are you ok with me?) he asked--yes come fuck me it's ok. He finishes stripping, I'm still facing away and he's fingering me. He presents his dick for sucking, it's semi-hard uncut a little chubby and about 7 1/2"--perfect fuck. I start sucking him, tastes a little salty under his foreskin which is like poppers to me, chubs up more and precuts like a hose--I keep sucking it up. Finally pulls out then goes to my ass and slides in slowly--he's the fattest dick I had in awhile. He kept fucking me, my hole's getting wetter from precum and pull him closer into me. He says she never wants to fuck and he loves feeling pussy and ass squeezing his dick. He came twice, my hole flooded I kept telling him to go deep and keep shooting till he had enough. We talked a little, he was a little shy but I thought it was cute and I was getting bred like a pro. The surprise was when he returned the next day to give me 2 more loads, talked dirty telling me all the things he likes but never does. Hope I can return soon and hopefully he doesn't have regrets and just breeds me more.

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.

Finally happened. Earlier today finally cheated on my boyfriend with a younger top with 8.5 inches. He fucked me so good that I had some blood mixed in with the cum. My favorite. Got home and my boyfriend was home from work early and ready to fuck. Mentioned I wanted to shower and he followed me in and bent me over and just started fucking me deep. He kept asking why I was so loose and wet I just lied and said I was horny for him. Two loads in the span of about an hour...happy boy here.

Sunday afternoon, I had the horn and spent time visiting a nearby cruising site , lots of time wasters sitting in their cars on their mobiles - Grr Decided to go home , but saw a previous fuck (tennis player , thighs like tree trucks , looks 101% top , how looks can be deceiving )was online 15 miles away. Messaged him , he had already got 3 loads in him. We arranged to meet at a lay-by , as I was driving there he messaged to say that he had just taken another load whilst waiting - just my type of cumdump. Got there and walled in to a well worn wooded area he pulled down his tracksuit bottoms (my favourite clothing on a bottom with a firm ass) , I saw it was wet with cum where he had leaked the previous loads. He bent over to suck me , i put a couple of fingers in him , loose as fuck as he had just been fucked. I guided him to a near by tree truck (where he had his last fuck) and went in hime in 1 push , he moaned appreciatively. I told him he was a slut for taking random guys loads and he complimented me on the thickness of my cock. I put a big load in him then watched as he farted out a handful of cum from me and my predecessors.

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 24 - Friday Is For Freaking Out Paul pulled in to his car park spot headed up to his office, the company ethos was very gay proud and around 60% of the workforce were gay. Paul's assistant walked in to his office with coffee, he looked up and thanked Tad. "Thank you Tad. Is Jacob at his desk?" "Yes he was in early again this morning, can you fetch him." "Of course." Jacob was completing his first course assignment which he submitted on-line, Tad walked up to his desk greeting him and letting him know that Paul wanted to see him in his office if he was free now. Jacob smiled and got up from his desk, Tad escorted him to the office and Paul kept things formal in front of Tab and pointed to a chair opposite his desk for Jacob. "Well Jacob, how has your first week been?" "Exciting, I have learnt a lot and managed to complete my first assignment this morning." "Great and I am so pleased how you fitted in, everyone has spoke very highly of you." "It was strange at first working with a lot of gay people, it is still very new to me, but I seem to get on with the people I work with." "That's good. But I think I may need to change your path slightly, give you something more challenging." "What do you mean?" "Well Jake was suppose to join us in two weeks as my technical consultant. But Fabian wants him to work with him." "So he is not coming here?" "He will be here, but I also hope you continue coming to the house. It will mean studying for more technical things." "Okay, if you think I can manage that." "I know you can, you learnt so much this week and put it to good use already." "Thank you Paul, you have done so much for me." "One other thing Jacob, the guys are expecting you stay for dinner tonight." "Okay." He smiled and left to go back to his desk, it was halfway through the afternoon and for some reason unknown to him he thought about Ben and their frolicking last weekend. He began to get aroused, thankfully he was firmly under his desk and tried to think of work. At 4 in the afternoon Paul appeared at Jacob's desk, told him to pack up and walk with him back to the house. Excitement ran through his body again as he knew he would get to spend some time with Ben, but only as friends he kept telling himself approaching the house. Jake and Marco walked up behind them, they had spent the afternoon walking in the village and the common. Jacob freely gave Marco and his brother a hug. They agreed to meet in 5 minutes to workout and have a dip before dinner. He anxiously looked around and felt disappointed that Ben was not there. Suddenly he heard his voice as Ben came down the stairs, he was surprised that Jacob was here so early. He dragged Jacob by his arm towards the basement gym. Paul eyed them over as they scampered like two drunk teenagers, he told the guys he was off to find Fabian. He walked in to his office to find him there firing off emails. Fabian looked and told he needed a couple of minutes to finish his last email. Eventually he got up from the desk and walked over to Paul. "Fabian, what do you think is going on with Ben and Jacob?" "Ben has the hots for him big time, but I am not sure that Jacob shows that sort of inclination." Andre had joined Ben and Jacob in the pool and they were making Jacob work harder and push himself, he stopped after 20 minutes panting the words 'Enough'. Ben invited Jacob up to his room to get changed for dinner and they all walked up to the house, Andre disappeared to check on preparations whilst Ben and Jacob headed up stairs. He showed him the bathroom where he could shower, Ben had already stripped naked, Jacob a little slower and he felt a little daunted stripping in front of Ben. He sat on the side of the bath as Jacob came in. "You can shower first Jacob." "Are you going to sit there and watch me?" "I could shower with you if you like, soap your back up." He didn't know why he did it but he just grinned back Ben and shook his head as if telling him off. Jacob was trying to put soap on his back when he saw Ben's hand going to the shower gel, he froze on the spot head lowered and eyes closed. He flinched as Ben messaged the soap on to his back, oh my god he thought, his cock was stimulated as Ben took his time washing his back. He whispered in to Jacob's ear to turnaround so he could wash his front. Jacob turned slowly to face Ben, he massaged over his pecs slowly as Jacob raised his head and looked Ben in the eye. He could have sworn he saw him smiling with his eyes at touching Jacob's body, he was brought back when Ben told him to wash him. He did not hesitate and coated his hand in gel and gently placed his hands on Ben's pecs. There was only mere inches between their faces, Ben was finding it harder and harder to resist wanting to kiss him. Ben raised his hand on to Jacob's shoulder, the result caused him to look up at Ben. His mouth moved towards Ben's and he gently kissed him on the lips quickly, then moved in again this time with his lips slightly parted. Their lips met for slightly longer, Jacob's eyes were closed from the sensation of he touch. Ben pulled his mouth an inch away and moved in again with a touch more pressure, he felt Jacob's lips part as this time their mouths finally met. Ben felt the his body pushed back against the shower wall as pain shot through his stomach, he gasped for breath and bent over falling to his knees, he heard cursing as Jacob rushed out of the shower. He had completely lost it after realising Ben was kissing him, he grabbed a towel and quickly dried himself off in the bedroom. His blood was boiling as he sat on the bed, his head in his hands from the shock and body shaking from his freaking out and lashing at Ben. How dare he kiss him he thought, he could still hear the water running in the shower and thought of Ben kneeling on the floor bent over in pain from being winded. Through all of this he had only just realised how hard his cock was, he was conflicted inside in many ways he could not understand. The noise from the shower stopped but there was no movement in the bathroom. The guilt inside him took over, he shouldn't have hit someone who had shown him so much friendship, or did he just want to lead him down the path to have sex. All he could hear were his dad's words 'Don't fuck it up.'. He looked out of the window as a tear welled up and trickled down the side of his face. Was he that screwed up in reality that no one could get close to him, no, Jacob was just trying protect Jacob from being vulnerable to anyone. He got up off the bed and stood by the bathroom door, there was only silence. Did he really hurt Ben that much, he couldn't bear the thought of it and walked in to the bathroom. Ben was sat in the corner of the shower balled up, his head against his knees. "I'm sorry Ben, are you alright?" "Go away Jacob, I think it's best you stay away from me." "You kissed me, what was I suppose to do?" "It was wrong of me and my fault, just go away." It was the last thing he wanted to do as he was hurting inside himself, seeing Ben retreat in this manner was hard for him to figure out and understand. Jacob walked closer to Ben who showed no movement and kept his head down, he sat down on the floor besides him. "I don't know what to say Ben, I want to make it right." "Leave me alone please." Jacob stood up and walked back in to the bedroom and sat on the bed starring out the window, he made no attempt to get dressed and knew his one reaction had devastated Ben, he could loose the trust and respect of Jake and the others in the house. He rewound the event of Ben kissing him, he felt no anger only a longing that he wasn't sure of. He had no idea how much time had passed but he sensed Ben enter the bedroom silently. He stood up and walked over to towards Ben who was avoiding making eye contact with him. He stood in front of him as Ben looked him straight in the eye. "I really am sorry Ben. But why did you kiss me?" "I... it just seemed to be right, I don't know why Jacob." "Do you like me?" Ben just looked at him in silence, another tear escaped Jacob's eye and rolled down his cheek. Before Ben realised it he was wiping the tear away from Jacob's face. Jacob was no longer fighting himself he had to know one way or the other. He stepped closer to Ben and placed his arm around his body and pulled him close to him so their bodies touched. He felt no malice only the sensation of another man's body against his own. "Please let me go Jacob." Jacob's hand lifted Ben's face up they were only inches apart, he leaned in and kissed Ben on the lips as the and felt the feelings wash away as he kissed him again, Ben showed no resistance as Jacob looked him in the eye. Jacob still slightly hesitant at kissing a man touched his lips to Ben's, their lips parted and Ben tasted Jacob for the first time as his tongue pushed in to his mouth. The kissing continued for several minutes and their arms wrapped around other. Finally Jacob broke the kiss and hugged Ben. "Please give me time Ben, I am still unsure if this is who I am." "I won't utter a word to anyone Jacob, not until you are sure." "Thank you. And I am sorry I punched you, it was killing me inside when I saw you after." "Your lucky it winded me otherwise you would be laying out cold on the bathroom floor." The tension dropped away as they both laughed still hugging each other. Ben realising the time told him they needed to get dressed for dinner as they are nearly late, and that is the one thing Fabian doesn't like.

Anything but “are you in me yet “

Part 70 - Complementary Champagne Kyle woke up and pulled Joe tighter as he kissed the back of his neck. He humped Joe with his hard shaft along Joe’s crack. They made out for several minutes and then moved into the shower. It wasn’t a quick shower and they spent more time kissing and groping than washing off the chlorine and sweat from the night before. They finally dried off and put shorts and tank tops on and headed out for breakfast. They ran into Javier out in the hallway who greeted them with a cheerful “Buenos dias.” Joe and Kyle’s grins told Javier that they had a good night. They inhaled their breakfast and walked around the resort holding hands. “Kinda nice to be able to do this without worrying someone is going to pick a fight” Kyle said, squeezing Joe’s hand. They made it back to the room and Javier had cleaned it up nicely and the card for the champagne was now prominently placed on their bed with a towel folded like a swan. “Oh yeah, can’t forget that” Joe said. They changed into their dry swim suits and headed back to the pool. They drank and relaxed, occasionally taking a trip to the beach to smoke one of the joints that Joe had rolled earlier. They had a buzz going, the sun was out, the music was good, the guys were looking really sexy and all was right with the world. They took a break and noshed on some food from the pool buffet for lunch and decided that the guacamole was the best they ever had. Or at least the best munchie food they ever had. As they sunbathed Joe noticed that several people made comments when they were on their stomachs about the biohazard tattoos. Some seemed to think they were just posers proclaiming they were “bad boys” and others seemed to know what it really meant. The latter group was split 50/50 on it being hot or “stay away from those guys.” Late in the afternoon Joe said “Let’s head back to the room and get our bottle of champagne and enjoy it alone.” “Sure” said Kyle and the two went up to the room. They entered their room and Joe tackled Kyle to the bed, straddling him and giving him a deep french kiss. He rolled off Kyle and jumped on the swan, grabbing the card and then reaching for the phone. He dialed room service and told them about the card and gave them the code that was on the card. “Yes, sir. That is only available from four pm until ten pm. Can you wait for thirty minutes? We will send it up then” were the words from room service. “OK” Joe replied as he looked at the clock and it said 3:27 pm. “What?” asked Kyle. “We can only use it between four and ten. That’s fuckin’ strange. It just means I have you for thirty minutes and I’m gonna take advantage of it” Joe replied. The two rolled around and kissed, groped and sucked like when they had just met. Joe had just gotten Kyle’s cock into his mouth when there was a knock at the door. “Shit!” Joe said. He pulled on his swim suit which barely contained his raging boner and went to the door. “Hola señor. My name is Francisco and I am delivering your champagne” the guy in the resort uniform said. Joe looked him over and noticed he was trembling and figured he was new at the job. “Yes, Francisco. Thank you. Come in” Joe said. Joe watched him walk past and liked the scenery. Francisco looked a few years younger than Joe or Kyle. He was shaven, but he had a full beard who’s stubble was showing. He was an inch or two shorter than Joe and had a full bulge in front and a bubble butt that filled out the uniform pants. Joe could see the shadows of a few tattoos showing through the white shirt on each upper arm. Francisco walked into the room with the ice bucket and bottle in one hand and two glasses in his other hand. “Where would you like the bottle, señor?” “On the table is fine” Joe replied. Kyle was laying on the bed, still naked from their earlier fun. Joe was leaning on the wall in the entry way of the room, watching Francisco closely. “Uh, thank you sir” Francisco said. Joe noticed that he was looking down and trying to avoid eye contact but he also seemed nervous and wanting to say something. “Francisco, can you tell me who gave us this gift?” Joe asked. “Did it not say on the card, sir?” Francisco asked innocently. “No it didn’t” Kyle said, holding up the card. “It is… uh… complements of the resort, sir” Francisco replied unconvincingly. “Is that so? It is very kind. But I think you are not telling us all of the story” Joe said, walking towards Francisco. After a few moments of awkward silence, Francisco said “Uh... Javier… Javier said you had something special you could give me. He has said he wouldn’t but that you might be interested” his voice trembling like his body. “Maybe we can. Is this what you are looking for?” Joe said turning around and pointing to his lower leg. Francisco gasped and then smiled. “Yes, sir. Very much.” “You know that it can kill you, right?” Kyle asked. “Yes sir” Francisco replied. “Why are you eager to get infected, Francisco?” Joe asked. Francisco looked at his feet again, stammering at first while shifting his body uneasily. “Javier and I used to be together. When he got infected he wouldn’t see me any more. I want what he has so we can be together again” he said. “You know that even if you are poz like him, it may never be the same?” Kyle asked. “I want to try, señor” Francisco said, a tear running down his face. “I assume you don’t have to go back to work?” asked Joe. “No, señor. I work until four, that is why I couldn’t deliver until then.” “Well, Kyle. I guess we have a little work to do” Joe said as he walked up to Francisco. “No rest for the wicked, as my grandma used to say” Kyle said. Joe walked behind Francisco and reached around, unbuttoning his shirt. Kyle climbed off the bed and walked over to Francisco, his cock getting stiffer by the step. He reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. “Once we start, we won’t stop. OK?” whispered Joe into his ear. Francisco nodded and pushed off his shoes. He stood there in his red bikini briefs with his pants around his ankles. His bulge seemed to be growing and a wet spot was forming on the red fabric. Kyle took his hand and led him to the bed, Francisco stepping out of his pants. Kyle sat down and Francisco sank to his knees, pulling his underwear off on the way down. He looked up at Kyle and then back down to Kyle's hard cock. A drop of precum formed at the piss slit and then rolled down the side of his shaft. It only dripped down an inch and Francisco’s tongue licked it up. Joe was pulling his swim suit back off as Francisco started to devour Kyle’s cock. Joe sat down on the bed next to Kyle and Francisco moved over to his cock. Every minute or two, Francisco would alternate between the two cocks. Joe looked at Kyle who nodded back. They reached down and grabbed Francisco by the arms and pulled him up on to the bed. Kyle scooted back and Joe stood up. Joe adjusted Francisco’s butt so that it hung over the edge of the bed. He only needed light touches since it seemed that Francisco had done this many times before. Kyle splayed his legs out on either side of their newest chaser and Joe buried his face in the lightly haired butt. Kyle felt the moans around his cock and knew that Joe was rimming Francisco’s ass like he usually did - his tongue poking deep, gentle bites and lots of spit. His ass slicked with spit and Joe’s cock dripping, Francisco seemed to be eager to feel his first toxic cock inside him. Kyle pulled Francisco’s head off his cock and said “This is your last chance to change your mind.” “Please, señor. Give me your devil’s seed” Francisco said. Joe chuckled and thrust his cock inside. Francisco screamed out and Kyle pushed his head down, muffling the tortured scream. Joe felt Francisco’s body spasm around his cock. This wasn’t a spasm from orgasm, it was one attempting to deal with the sudden invasion of a cock without any warning. When Francisco settled down, Joe started to drive his cock in and out. The little bit of spit and the increasing amount of precum was the only thing helping his cock glide in and out. He felt the tight chute grip his cock and tug on his piercing. He was pumping his cock into Francisco’s hole with long, firm strokes. He seemed to be quickly getting used to Joe’s cock and then Joe remembered Javier’s thick cock. If Francisco and Javier had fucked a lot, then Francisco would be used to something thicker than Joe’s cock. Joe had met lots of people that wanted to get pozzed. Some even told him why, but with Francisco doing it to get his lover back was probably the most rational of them all. Joe was drilling in as hard as he could, grinding his hips around with each thrust. After the initial thrust, Francisco hadn’t made a sound other than moans. As hard as Joe could fuck, it elicited nothing other than the sounds of pleasure from Francisco. Joe’s balls began to churn and his breathing got deeper. His thrusts got more irregular and Francisco seized on the cues and worked his ass muscles to milk Joe’s cock. Joe gave a few last thrusts and then felt his balls start to empty. Spurts of charged semen filled Francisco’s ass, coating every surface it could find. Before Joe’s second volley of cum shot out, Kyle had pulled his cock from Francisco’s mouth and was crawling off the bed. Kyle’s spit covered cock was pointing straight out, ready to impale Francisco’s neg hole. As Joe moved aside, Kyle moved in. His cock picked up a glob of cum that was running out of Francisco’s ass. He pushed in and kept going until his balls smacked into Francisco’s. He heard Francisco cry out as his cock filled the sore hole. Kyle wiggled his hips and pulled back, with just the PA ring inside Francisco. He pushed in harder the second time and Francisco groaned. He pulled back faster, doing the same as before but increasing the speed. A dozen strokes later he was pounding the battered hole. Joe had climbed in front of Francisco and fed him his slime coated cock. It diverted some attention away from the abuse that his cunt was taking and Francisco worked feverishly on Joe’s cock, cleaning it from the piercing to his balls. Kyle yanked his cock out and drove back in, causing Francisco to scream out around Joe’s cock. He did it three more times and each time his balls got tighter. On the fourth thrust, he felt his cock begin shooting its death seed into Francisco’s body. Each shot was forceful and his whole body shook. There was a ring of Joe’s cum around the base of his cock outside and inside his cum was mixing with Joe’s. As the shots ended, Kyle pulled back and shoved back in again and he fell forward on top of Francisco’s sweaty back. Once his body recovered, he stood up and pulled his softening cock out of Francisco’s hole. He laid down on the bed and found a tongue licking him clean a few seconds later. Joe watched Francisco give Kyle’s cock the same attention that he had gotten and smiled. He climbed behind Francisco and used his own tongue to lick up the cum that was trying to escape the ravaged pussy. He tried to push it back inside with his tongue, but there was just too much and Francisco’s hole was gaping enough to prevent him holding it all inside. Kyle’s cock was now free of the cum and ass slime and Francisco laid back on the bed between his two breeders. “There are no guarantees, Francisco. Only time will tell” Joe said, staring over at him. “I know, sir. This was my first try, so I hope it works. I will be sore for a few days” Francisco said. Joe got off the bed and walked to the table. He pulled the bottle out of the bucket and removed the foil. He aimed at the bed and twisted the cork out of the champagne and watched it fly. Kyle grabbed it with one hand and Joe filled both glasses. Walking back to the bed he handed one glass to Francisco and sat next to Kyle. Kyle and Joe held the other glass and Joe said “Here’s to our gifts and may they blossom inside you.” The two glasses met and Francisco sipped his while Joe and Kyle shared theirs. They finished the champagne off and Joe gave out sinister laugh. He put his arm around Francisco and led him towards the balcony. The three stepped outside and Francisco turned back at him with a worried look. “Lean against the railing, Francisco” Joe said. “But, sir. People might see me” Francisco begged. “Then you better stay quiet” Kyle replied. Francisco put his hands out and leaned on the railing and then spread his legs out. He was bent over with his head just over the railing. Joe moved in and without any notice slid his cock between the crack and then shoved in. Francisco grunted as quietly as he could and Joe grinned. His strokes started slow and he enjoyed the feeling of the still cum soaked hole wrapped around his cock. His drilling lasted almost twenty minutes and finally Francisco turned his head and said “Please breed me sir.” There was pain in his voice and Joe knew that his hole was completely shredded by now. He thrust in one more time and felt the cum shoot out its bug filled payload. Joe left his cock inside Francisco’s hole for a minute after the last spurt shot out. Both him and Francisco were breathing heavy in the humid air. Kyle had been slowly stroking his cock and when Joe pulled out he was ready to get back inside. Kyle took pity on the abused hole and gently pushed in. Francisco let out a groan as Kyle’s cock poked deeper into his cunt. Kyle fucked slowly and heard a few whimpers come out of the boi’s mouth. The short strokes gradually got longer and then the familiar sound of two bodies slapping together echoed out of the balcony. A head poked around the wall between the balcony next door and Joe and Kyle’s. It was the otter from the shuttle bus. “Damn, guys. You seem to get a lot of action over there” he said as he watched Kyle pound Francisco. Francisco turned his head away, hoping that no one else would see him being fucked. “We’re here to have as much fun as we can” Joe said. Kyle felt his balls churn and knew he was ready to dump another load. He leaned forward, holding Francisco tight and planted his cock in deep. Each pulse shot a rope of tainted cum, adding a fresh load of virus to the ones from earlier and hopefully giving Francisco the gift he desired. The guy next door clapped his hands and said “Fuckin' nice!” before heading back inside his room. Kyle slowly pulled his cock out and pulled Francisco upright with him. He hugged him from behind and then the three went back inside. They showered together, washing off the sweat and cum coating their skin. Francisco dried off and put his uniform back on. “Thank you, I am glad you helped me get my partner back” he said as he opened the door and walked outside. Joe and Kyle looked at each other and smiled. They walked over to the bed and fell back on it, Joe pulling Kyle in close. They passed out and slept for a couple hours. Waking up, they dressed and headed down to a late dinner.

Been there and done that. Eventually got caught and lots of heartache ensued. Got through it and been happily together for 21 years. Putting yourself at risk is one thing but risking your unsuspecting boyfriend is another thing altogether.

If it's important to you not to get caught, you better be more careful. He's not going to buy the bullshit forever.

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

(I'm reposting some things from another site - they may be better appreciated here! Enjoy....) It was a weeknight, and I knew there probably wouldn't be much action, but I was horny as hell and had just scored some "T." So, off I headed for my favorite Dallas bathhouse. No problem getting a room - there were only five cars in the parking lot... Once I got checked in, I went through my regular routine of laying out my toys, smoking from the glass cock, and heading for the bathroom for a little touch-up cleanout (I'd already done a real thorough douching at home!). Got back to my room and did a hefty booty bump, and then proceeded to slide my cock and balls into a heavy chrome cockring and cinch a 2" leather ballstretcher around my shaved balls. When the "T" started to kick in, I did another hit off the glass cock and smeared some warm j-lube on my horny hole - laid back and slid a Jeff Stryker dildo in and smoked a cigarette. (For pigs like me, the Jeff Stryker doesn't provide much of a stretch, but I do like the texture and curve that it has. And it feels good in your hole while you're doin' other things...) The porn playing on the TV was pretty hot that night - they'd started getting a lot of bareback and fisting videos (due to requests from guys like me!), and this really got my ass twitchin'! Anything with Jesse O'Toole, Titpig, Dawson or Cory Jay gets my motor runnin'! I eventually opened my door, and laid back hoping to catch an interested fucker walking the halls. For at least four hours, I played with my hole and partied with not a soul walking by. I had worked up to my "BAM" dildo by this time, and had been able to swallow it all the way to the balls in my chem-fueled, hungry hole. With no action, I decided it was time to take a walk around and see if there was anyone else in the place. I snapped on a leather jock and a couple of leather armbands. (The jock has a hole to slide your cock and balls through, then a leather snap-on codpiece and a leather strap that goes up the crack of your ass. Definitely grabs your attention! Plus it feels great!) I replaced BAM with a more manageable "nameless" dildo, and the leather strap from the jock was positioned to keep it from sliding out. One more mega-hit off the glass cock, and I was ready to go. I checked every hall on the 3rd floor - not a single door was open. So I headed down to the 2nd floor - again, no doors open... I did find a few guys cruising the maze, but they mostly wanted to suck dick. (Don't get me wrong - some of these guys are the best cocksuckers around - but that's not what I was interested in that night. I wanted some heavy assplay!) Down one more floor to the gym area, showers and hot tub - the place was empty! Finally, I walked all the way up to the rooftop deck and took in the warm night air. There was a bearded guy submerged in the hot tub - he smiled and gave me a nod - I nodded back. I took a seat in one of the white plastic chairs off to the side of the hot tub and cocked one leg over the arm of the chair, putting my ass on display. I could tell that my hot tub buddy was curious about the baseball-sized bulge straining against the black leather strap in my ass (the suction cup base and rubber balls of my dildo!). It was dark on the roof, except for the lights from the street, so I decided to put on a little show. I slid the leather ass strap to one side and started to twist the base of the dildo in my sleazy hole. The guy in the hot tub moved closer for a better view as I slid the thick, rubber cock in an out of my sloppy ass. "Fuck! Looks like you could use some help with that, man!" he said, finally realizing what that big knob in my ass was. I crawled out of the chair and sat down on the deck of the hot tub next to him. I put one leg on his tattooed shoulder, giving him great access to the huge piece of rubber dick. "Mmmmmm, nice," he growled as he grabbed the thick base and started working it in and out. "Looks like you're hungry tonight!" he grinned, as he twisted the obscenely thick cock in a circular motion, pulling it almost all the way out and then sliding it back in. "Yes, sir!" I grunted in my deepest Marine recruit voice. He stood up in the tub and climbed up on the bench (in the tub) to reveal a hairy, hunk of a body - and a nice thick, pierced cock. I grabbed the base of the dildo and pulled it out with a slurping pop, and said, "Please fuck me, sir!" as I slathered his cock with the j-lube oozing from my fuckhole. He didn't waste any time sinking his bare cock deep in me. The heat from his cock made my already warm hole burn with sleazy lust! This was no wham-bam fuck - he was takin' his time teasin' my hole with that big dick. After a good while, we heard the door creak open from the stairwell. One of the guys had come up from the maze for a smoke. "Ya wanna go someplace else," he whispered in my ear. "Yeah," I agreed. (Now, I do like to put on a show, but usually after I've been playin' for awhile. And I usually need to be a lot more fucked up!) "Follow me," I said as I grabbed the rubber dick and headed for my room. He grabbed his towel, threw it over his shoulder and followed me down to the third floor, his stiff cock bouncing all the way! When I opened the door, he started to chuckle. "You're a fuckin' pig!" he said as he took in the assortment of dildos, plugs, crisco, lube, rubber sheets, leathers and more. I was so horny and fucked up, I didn't even bother to hide the glass pipe. I just scooped out a big rock from the bag, fired up the pipe and took a long drag of the thick, white smoke. When I couldn't hold it in any longer, I started to exhale. He immediately placed his mouth in front of mine and inhaled - shotgunning the chemsmoke into his own lungs. (I was so glad to see he wasn't against partying!!!) When we were done, he fired up the pipe and we reversed the process. "How 'bout a bump for that hungry hole?" he leared. I responded by handing him the baggy and spreading my asscheeks wide. He wet his middle finger in his mouth, slid it in the bag and pulled it out coated to the first nuckle in white crystal. "Let's see what a hungry pig you are," he said as he pushed the drug-covered finger into my throbbing ass. "Thank you, sir!" I managed to grunt, as I felt the burn of the crystal dissolving inside me. After a minute, he pulled his finger out and made a point of showing me while he slid it into his own, hairy hole. I didn't want him to lose that great hard-on, so I reached into my little black bag, pulled out a pill bottle and handed him a half a Viagra. I took one too, since I hate having a case of "crystal dick," and he might want something up his ass later... While the chems kicked in, we talked. I found out he was from Denver, in Dallas on business. He was through with that, so figured he'd check out the local baths. "Name's Mike," he said. "I'm Jim," I grinned, unsnapping the top of my leather codpiece and reaching in to feel the effects of the Viagra. Mike placed his hand on the thick leather pouch, and squeezed my fattening cock. "Mmmmmm, we ARE gonna have fun!" Before he got any other ideas, I scooped out a ball of crisco, mixed it with a few squirts of j-lube and started smearing it all over his right hand. At the same time, I reached down with my other hand and pulled the leather ass-strap of the jock to one side to fully expose my shaved pucker. My hole was in hyper-sleaze mode now, and I needed it filled!!! I held the squeeze bottle of j-lube above my ass, and Mike cupped his hand with a few fingers spreading my sphincter. His hand acted like a funnel, letting the thick, gooey lube fill my rectum. When I stopped, he started working his fingers deeper into me. "Fuck!" I yelled, my ass pushing against his hairy paw. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore, and I grabbed his forearm just above the wrist, took a deep breath and guided his hand into my hungry, chemmed-up manhole. "Ohhhhhhhh, yeaaaahhhhhhh!" I moaned, as I laid back, grabbing my legs to expose my ass even more. "Fuck yeah, dude!" Mike said excitedly. "You are one nasty pig!" Mike worked my hole like he definitely had some experience fisting. When it was loose enough to begin some punch fisting, he pulled his closed fist out, got up on his knees, and slid his rock hard cock into my slime bucket. "Damn, I love fuckin' a sloppy pig hole!" he said as he dipped his Viagra-stiff meat into my battered rosebud. My hole was making nasty "fuck-fart" noises as he dipped his cock in and out - it just seemed to make him harder! "Take it, pig! Eat my fuckin' dick!" he yelled like a wild man. He started working his fingers in around the base of his cock as he fucked. What I didn't know, was that he had dipped his fingers into the bag of crystal again, and had slowly wiped a chem-circle around the very edge of my sphincter. This man could do whatever he wanted, I was so fucked up and hungry to be filled! When I looked up at the mirror on the ceiling, I realized that he was slowly working his hand in alongside his cock. I'd only seen this in DVDs, but I sure as hell was ready to try it with this fuckstud. I took a deep breath, and as I exhaled, I felt an extreme stretch as his hand slid in next to his fuckmeat. "That-a-boy! Jackin' my cock in your sleazy hole, PIG!" he grunted. My hand reached down between my legs to feel how much was stuffed up my stretched ass. "Fuck! I've always wanted that! Thank you, sir!!!" I panted. As my hand slid back up, I felt my own cock throbbing in response. The combination of the Viagra and the extreme stimulation of my prostate had given me the erection of a lifetime! I unsnapped the rest of the leather codpiece to fully expose my bloated, veiny meat. "Nice cock, man!" Mike said with a familiar longing look in his eyes. "Wanna fuck me?" "Hell, yeah!" I grinned, half sorry to end this part of the scene, but eager to give this hot stud some of the pleasure he'd given me. He slowly slid his cock out first, followed by his worn out fist. He rolled over on his back and started fingering his hole with the lube that was left on his fist, while I prepared the glass cock for another hit. While Mike was smoking, I scooped out the small bit of crystal left in the bag and gave him a decent booty bump! (I like to fist, too!) After a few minutes of playing with his hole, he grabbed my cock with his greasy hand and started smearing it with lube, crisco and juice from his ass. "Glad you got a big dick, 'cause I sure love to get fucked!" he grinned. I could tell the chems were helping him get his sleaze on! I pushed his legs over his head and pressed my "00" gauge PA against his wet hole. "Ya want my poz dick, man?" I teased. "I need it, stud!" he said, staring deep into my eyes. "Fuckin' charge my hole. I need a poz load tonight." I leaned forward, feeling his ass muscle give way, and my thick tool was swallowed in one thrust. "Damn, that feels good," he moaned, as his eyes rolled back in his head. "Nice ass, dude," I growled, as my cock started to remember how good it felt to fuck a warm, raw hole! "You're a great fuck, for a rough, top stud!" I chuckled. "Hey, I never said I was a top," he grinned back. "I just like raw, sleazy, rough, mansex - any way I can get it!" "Especially when it includes partyin' with a hot, nasty pozpig like you!!!" "Sorry, that was the last of the bag that went up your hole. Otherwise, I might be tempted to fist you!" I said as I corkscrewed my cock in HIS hungry hole. "Not a problem, stud. I've got a whole party supply back in my room. In fact, that's what I was down here for - on business..." he smiled. "I'm a dealer back in Denver, and I was making a buy down here. We can get as fuckin' sleazy as you want!" he said, squeezing my cock with his ass. Needless to say, we played for at least another 24 hours. I did end up fisting him, and jacking my cock in his ass. We even managed to fit that doubleheaded dildo that I brought into both of our sleazy holes. Just goes to show: It pays to display your ASSets! (And weeknights at the baths can be lots of fun! And bottoms make the BEST tops!!!)

What have I done? Last Sunday I awoke with a huge hard on and felt very horny so logged on to Grindr & BBRTS but no one was around that early therefore decided to take my frustrations out on a bike ride seeing as it was such a glorious day. I had a quick wash and clean out, just in case, I looked into my wardrobe, revealing many different coloured Lycra cycling outfits - black, red and many other coloured shorts. I chose none of these and decided on my white bib shorts. I squeezed my slim 21 year old body into them, making sure they were as tight as possible and ran my hands over the silky curves of my pert ass before adjusting my cock and balls that jut out leaving no one in any doubt of my size and girth. I went outside, got on my bike and off I went. Less than half an hour into my ride is a fabulous undulating road with sweeping corners and one fast downhill section all within a cool forest. It felt great to be alive! I flew on the downhill section hitting 43 m.p.h. then just as I swooped past a big beefy fellow cyclist came a sharp right-hand corner. Suddenly the front wheel washed out under me on a swathe of gravel and I promptly hit the deck, hard, sliding some short ways further down the road until coming to a crumpled halt spread-eagled on the asphalt. Luckily the guy I just passed stopped to help me up. “Hey young fellah, you hurt?” adding, “It’s not often a young man falls at my feet, must be my lucky day!” “Just winded, I think” as he clears my bike to the side of the road just as a car comes along, as I’m still dazed I’m swept up into his big powerful black arms and carried me out of the way to the roadside layby then gently laid me on my side in the recovery position. “Stay there and catch your breath young’un” he says “Oh you have ripped a big hole in your shorts, bit of gravel rash too. I’ll get some wet wipes and clean you up.” As he goes off to his bike saying, “It may hurt but there’s no blood…yet.” On his return, he kneels in front of me his crotch right in front of my face as he’s gently cleaning my tender now throbbing ass. He’s so close I can smell his musk and the sheer size of his dick, which I swear is growing, as he cleans up my scraped butt cheek. I must admit the ministrations to my ass were hot-wired to my now rock-hard cock. “Is it that bad?” I ask thinking he is spending a lot of time cleaning me up back there. “Oh sorry young’un I got carried away…gotta open the wounds to get the grit out” He stands up and offers to help me to my feet. “Ummm looks like you’re already UP!” I know I am blushing and as a result sheepishly admit, “It felt great even if I do hurt a bit…in fact I feel sick!” I stumble to me feet, lean against the nearest tree and retch, my stomach flips a couple of times but nothing comes up. “Gosh! I now need to pee” as a sudden urge hits me and just in time I pull the front of my ripped shorts down as a bladderful of golden piss strongly arcs from my dick. As I stand and shake the last drips off I look down to notice broken packets of lube, used condoms and soggy tissues by the foot of the tree and am instantly hard as an image of orgies flash through my mind. I stand there that bit too long slowly jacking until brought back to reality with, “Ummm, shock I guess” the black guy with the deep booming voice informs me, his breath hot on my neck as his arms wrap around me again, “here let me help you out.” I instantly melted into his muscular body and felt his hard BBC press into my ass crack and it felt huge. His hands brushed both my nipples and worked his way down to my cock. He ripped away at what was left of my torn lycra shorts and cupped my exposed ass. His one finger brushed my hole. I moaned. While he was doing that I rub my hands over the thin material between my hand and his cock and marvel at the amount of precum that is already seeping through the lycra as I rub his dick to full near lycra bursting hardness. In no time I pull down his shorts to free his gorgeous thick curved cock. We kiss, hard, tongues battling with one another saliva all over my face. He broke off the kiss "Are you OK?" "Yes...... I need this" I pulled off my top as I bend down to lick the end of his cock, swirl my tongue around his fat mushroom head and tease his piss slit. His reaction was to moan out loud. When I stood up he was almost naked. We grind our bodies together all the while kissing hands exploring one another’s bodies. "I love the taste of my first black cock," I tell him Our cocks sliding against each other. He easily turns me round and bumps his cock towards my hole. Rubbing it on my hole makes me moan as I move up and down on his hardness as I was so horny for him to fuck me. He pushed me up against the tree and continued kissing. He worked his way down my neck to my chest and sucked on each nipple turning me on even more than I thought possible. I wanted to make him feel good more than anything in that moment. He bobbed down and ate my ass. No one had ever done that before. I was in heaven, moaning and pushing my ass back against his tongue. He ate my ass for about 10 minutes opening me up and getting most of his tongue right up my chute and when he turned me round and we made out and I could taste myself on him. It was sooooo hot. He slammed me against the tree and slid one, then two, three and finally four fingers in and out of my ass. Wow, my legs shook but boy it felt great I open my legs wider to give him the best access as we continue like this for what felt like forever and I was sooooo into it. The whole time his cock was rubbing copious amounts of precum in my skinned ass making it sting, wet and sticky. His cock felt so good on my ass that I spread my legs more and just then his cock head slipped in my ass about halfway. I was shocked and so was he. We hadn't used any lube and he wasn't trying to penetrate me yet, or so I thought, but there was his cock in my ass, bareback. It felt so good. I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me, fuck it hurt like hell but though wincing I told him, "Don't stop. Fuck me. C’mon fuck me" He pushed in hard as my sphincter gave way to the pressure, pinged then stretched further as he plunged the whole length in to his scratchy pubic hairs and with no time to adjust rapidly began pumping away. His sawing in and out threw me about like a rag doll but I hung on to the tree for support every time he bottomed out in my guts. "Oh, fuck, I'm getting close!" he says then started to gently rock his bare cock slowly in and out of my ass. I loved it. No cock had ever felt this good in my ass, I was getting barebacked and I loved it. I thought about stopping but I didn't want to. I knew it was dangerous, but it felt so great that I just kept kissing him and saying "Fuck Me. Fuck me" over and over again. It wasn't much longer before I felt him getting close to cumming, his dick swelled and felt extra hard. He started tensing up and said, "I'm going to cum, cum in your ass, bitch." I’m telling him, "Do it. Cum in me." and pulled him into me as he shot his cum in my ass. "Shit! I'm cumming ... fuck, I'm shooting right NOW." I too was also shooting, but unlike his load, my cum blew all over the forest floor. It must have been biggest load I've ever shot and even after my climax had ended his cock was still throbbing and pulsing spilling cum deep in my bowels. No time for a post fuck kiss as I get one huge shock! There’s clapping behind us, “Nice show Kyle. Heard you tested Poz the other day, he your first victim since?” Kyle’s cock was still rock hard in my ass and I felt it twitch again in response. WHAT DID HE JUST SAY? I completely froze. “So, your husband told us you finally have HIV now, congrats you’ve joined us in the brotherhood man! Good to see you’re spreading your diseased seed.” My mind was racing. ‘Shit what had I done. Is it too late? Maybe I’ll be lucky and it won’t take. They’re joking, right?’ I had just been in fantasyland, fucked by an unbelievable man with a fantastic big black cock who had cum inside me and now I find out he’s POZ? My head was about to explode and my mind was spinning fast. What should I do? Time was passing so slowly with everything that was on my mind. Kyle’s cock was still hard as a rock, his erection planted deep in my guts plugging his toxic seed making sure none could escape. I tried to move forward slowly to remove his cock from my ass but I was too up against the tree and now two other black guys were surrounding me. Oh God! What to do? The answer was made for me as a minute later their zippers were down, my head yanked down and on to another enormous cock, “Suck this, get it slippery and wet coz that’s the only lube you’re getting bro’” I was hard as fuck again and rocking back and forth getting skull fucked which in turn pushed Kyle’s cock farther inside. Now I didn’t care about the hot load inside me. I was hungry for more cock, needed more black cock. I had to keep from screaming when Kyle pulled his monster out of my ass, partly because it hurt and partly because it left me feeling so…empty. I pulled off the dick in my mouth, turned around looked Kyle straight in the eye and begged him to fuck me again. He didn’t need asking twice but I found it to be a big turn on for me and in no time at all he had that monster back inside me and was fucking me as hard and fast as he could with his full length. And I thought the previous fucking was good, man could this guy move. Getting seriously plowed by a POZ stud with a huge cock, one load in me and another on the way was the biggest aphrodisiac coz my dick was bouncing rigid spraying strands of clear precum everywhere as my head was pulled down to suck dick again. “You like this big dick fucking you?” “Mmmmm. Yes. Sir, I sure. Do.” Is all I can say with a mouthful of cock down my throat? “You heard I’m POZ?” I immediately moan, “Yes,” in response. He pushed hard into me driving his cock as deep as he could and , grabbing my hair and pulling my head back as far as he could. “You want another POZ load in that hole don’tcha?” “Yes.” “Yeah I know you do. I’m working on it young’un. I’m gonna fuck so much cum into you. Do your friends know you’re a cum slut? That’s what you are now, a dirty POZ cum slut?” He all but shouts into my ear whist all the time is driving that HIV laden cock in and out of my ass, his diseased cum filled balls slapping my ass. “You want this load? You want me to breed you? You want me to infect that ass, don’t you?” There is only one answer I can give “Yes. Yes. YES! God yes!” I wanted him to blow another load into me and keep on fucking his POZ loads until I was infected and he would just keep fucking me. “You asked for it baby boy, here it comes.” His body slammed into me again and again as he climaxed dumping shot after shot of poisoned cum into my hole. I was shaking from the thrill as I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck and I could feel his cock throbbing with each heartbeat. After a moment, he pulled out with an audible plop and a flood of cum ran down my wobbly legs, he smeared his cummy dick across my scratched butt cheek then moved in front of me and ordered me to clean his dick off which I happily did. I took his dick in my mouth and sucked him clean of cum and ass juices. God did that cock taste like heaven. “Good boy young’un” was all he said satisfied that it was clean he put it away in those tight lycra shorts. "He’s all yours Jay. Won’t need any lube now, plenty of slick lubricant in that wrecked hole. Cum, the best lube ever!” I soon felt Jay’s index finger go inside me, followed by another, and yet another as he tried to stretch my hole enough to accommodate his impressive, shorter but much thicker member. "Oh man, oh baby boy, your hole is still so tight and hungry, I love how you grip my fingers despite Kyle’s hole wrecker twice fucking you good. I'm gonna love adding to your hole making you our own personal cumdump." Jay barked into my ear as he roughly fingered my hole. "I think you're ready baby boy, take a deep breath, relax and enjoy, you are so gonna be in for a bumpy ride." Jay’s fingers were ripped out of my ass, he stood as he mate thrust a bottle of poppers under my right nostril and said "Take a couple of deep breaths boy, trust me, you're gonna need all the help you can get". I breathed in the heady smell and as this warm relaxing feeling rushing over me and my hole relaxed, Jay's big cock head popped inside me and I felt my hole stretch wider than it had ever stretched before. "Ohh fuuuuck!" I groaned as he continued to slide his cock inside me and I felt my insides shift to accommodate this monstrously thick cock totally filling my no longer tight, ass. He finally was planted balls deep inside me. "Hey baby boy, I wish you could see how your hole twitches around my cock! Renton look at this, it’s sucking me in, the hungry bitch wants more" He exclaimed excitedly. He started slowly pulling his cock out of me and I could feel the rim of his cockhead pulling on my ass lips as he withdrew until only the head was in me. He pushed balls deep again and started a slow in and out sawing motion that had me trembling with pleasure, excitement, and what I can only describe as ecstasy once more. Not wanting to be left out, Renton stuffed his thick uncut cock into my mouth and I was soon gagging on his equally huge hard cock now stopping the oxygen supply that sent shivers throughout my body and I felt light headed and limp. I came to as Jay roughly slammed his cock balls deep inside me, just as Renton pulled out, his breathing quickened and his pistoning actions became erratic as he started grunting and groaning. "Fuck! I'm not gonna last any longer! I'm gonna fill you up baby! You ready?!" Jay slams his cock balls deep and holds it there deep inside me shooting bathing the walls of my ass with his red hot POZ juices. Jay collapsed on my back panting hard he eventually caught his breath and slowly pulled his huge cock out of me, leaving me with an empty feeling that needed to be filled again. "Fuck Yeah! I want that ass right now!" Renton exclaims. Renton's cock was thinner but slightly longer with a wicked curve than Jay's and instantly I felt his cock easily slide balls deep into me. That curve made a noticeable difference from the first in stroke, pressing on my prostate, making my cock just and shoot yet more precum. “Fuck Babyboy clamp those ass muscles around my big black dick!” I try my best “I love the look of your lily-white ass against my black log as it swallows it whole.” Renton says as he completely pulled his cock out and rammed back in, “Pushing all that POZ cum deeper up your ripped-up guts, making sure we knock you up good.” By this point, my young cock had been painfully hard from all the prostate stimulation making me tingle all over and my toes curl with pressure building in my balls, cum boiling ready to shoot at any moment. Renton bucks his hips hard against butt making me scream "Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!" "Shoot, get rid of that useless neg load" he bellows while continuing to slam back into me and his thrusts become even more frantic and that was all it took. Cum flew from my dick, my hole spasmed erratically and gripped his cock tighter clearly pushing him over the edge and he slammed balls deep, “Pozzing your ass, your ass is mine too now Babyboy!” As I distinctly felt every blast of poison shoot from his dick. The three hugged me and Kyle growled in my ear, "Your ass is ours! From now on you're gonna want my dick, and my friends' dicks and you'll always carry us with you, coz you only get pozzed once!” Jay adds, “We’re here at this layby most nights, dusk time so when you need another fucking you know when and where to come…and when you get sick find us coz we’ll all need a potent recharge from your fresh HIV Positive white dick. Gotta keep them strains toxic!” When I got home I lay on my bed thinking about what had just happened. My cock was rock hard again, painfully hard and I don’t know what’s a matter with me? I jacked another load out, perhaps my last neg cum as I fingered my puffy hole and shot all over my now not so white bib shorts. I certainly got a fitting souvenir of a remarkable ride, one I’ll never forget.

I was 20 years old and new in town. I had moved to the city to go to college and also to get away from my conservative parents. There were lots of guys on the team to fantasize about. I had never had gay sex, or even known another gay guy so I had no way of knowing who on the team, if any were gay. I certainly was not uninformed about gay sex, thanks to the joys of the internet. I even had a small collection of dildos that I would play with while imagining all sorts of hot sexual encounters. Luckily my parents never found them or I would have had some explaining to do. Many of the guys on the team seemed to delight in seeing who could wear the smallest swim suit. They made all sorts of excuses about how the tighter the suit the faster they could swim but I did not care. I just loved looking at their bulging crotches and if the suit was so small that it showed butt crack so much the better! Team suits were fire engine red or white, depending on the event. I loved them both but most of all the white suits which were pretty see through when wet. I loved the way the guys’ ass cracks showed through the lycra when wet, and also the way he could catch a hint of their dicks through the front of the suits. The lining in the front was not really that effective at hiding things! One of my lucky days was when one of the guys on the team left his swimsuit in the shower after practice. I hung around for a while to see if anyone claimed it and no-one did. It was a well-worn tight white suit and I slipped into his gym bag. When I got to my room I could not wait to try it on and jerk off while fantasizing about whichever hunk’s suit it was. It fitted me like a second skin. I was wearing this suit the day this story began. During my three months on the swim team I had recognized some of the guys as my favorites. Three in particular were especially hot. Firstly Robbie, Robbie was a stunning blue eyed dark haired stud with a body like a Greek god. He had a really nice ass and he filled out the front of his suit with an ample bulge. Then there were the Baker twins, Brad and Brent. Tall, well built, blond and brown eyed, and just as capable of filling out a speedo as Robbie. I would make sure that he got out of the pool before they did. Then I would make sure that I was somewhere on the side of the pool where I had a good look at their crotches when they exited the water. I loved the way the spandex clung to their dick and balls as they emerged from the water. One thing that fascinated me to the point that they caught him staring a few times: Their red speedos seemed to show more than the other guy’s suits. I could swear that he could see the shadow of their dicks through the soaked fabric. To the point that I knew by now that Robbie was cut and the Bakers were uncut. I finished my laps and as usual and left the pool before the other guys. I watched as the Bakers and Robbie got out of the pool. Today all three caught me staring at their crotches. The stood talking for a while and then slowly started moving toward the locker room. I took off ahead of them. I went and sat down in the center of the three toilet stalls and left the door open a crack. I was so turned on by the sight of their bulging suits that I had the idea to lurk in the stall while they showered and changed and then jerk off once they had left. I heard someone enter the stall alongside me. I could see his bare feet under the partition. The guy muttered…”Damn, all that water coach makes us drink…I gotta piss real bad” I recognized the voice. It was Robbie. Before I could wonder why Robbie was pissing in a stall and not at the urinal he heard splashing water hit the floor. I could not believe it. Robbie was pissing on the floor. Surprisingly it was not a strong thin stream - I could see a shower of droplets falling and wetting Robbie’s feet and the floor. I sat stunned for a few seconds. Just long enough for Robbie to leave the stall and throw open the door of the one that I was sitting in. “Yeah Cocksucker. I’ve seen you looking at my dick” Robbie said. “Since you seem to like looking at it so much why don’t you take a closer look” Robbie said as he stepped closer and pulled down the front of his suit exposing his stiffening dick. Robbie was well endowed, at least seven inches, with a thick veiny shaft and a big fat mushroom head. “Suck my dick” he said as he moved closer and thrust his dick in my face. I needed no encouragement. This is what I had dreamed of for years. A thick perfectly shaped cock to suck attached to a gorgeous man. I opened my mouth and slid my lips over Robbie’s dick and attempted to take in as much as possible. As I had never sucked dick before I had no idea what to expect. Certainly I did not expect was the strong salty taste and the smell of urine emanating from Robbie’s pubes. Robbie was looking at me intently, as if he expected some comment from me. I suspected that he had simply pissed in his speedo in the stall alongside, to get his crotch nice and raunchy before confronting me. Whatever I thought about Robbie’s pissy crotch, it did not put me off for long and Iwas soon sucking cock enthusiastically. It was quite obvious to Robbie that he was not very good at it. (yet). “You’ve never sucked dick before, have you?” I answered with a muffled affirmative but continued sucking. “Well, blow me down. And I thought you were an experienced cock sucker the way you keep looking at my dick. Wait; let me show you how it’s done”. Robbie gently pushed away my head and pushed me back so that I was leaning back with my back against the toilet tank. Robbie then went down on his knees and started sucking on my already stiff cock through my swimsuit. He put his mouth over my dick head and then started to massage it with his lips while slobbering it with all the saliva he could muster. As soon as everything was nice and wet he started to move down the shaft to the base. He moved down towards my balls while he pulled down the waistband releasing my engorged organ. Putting his hand around the wet shaft, he started moving it up and down slowly, while still sucking on my balls through the cloth. Then it was show-time. He took my dickhead in his mouth and started working my head and piss slit with his tongue while slowly moving his hand up and down in a rotary motion on the spit slick shaft. He could hear my breathing getting heavy so he backed off a bit and removed his hand and swallowed my dick all the way to its base. I grunted with pleasure. “Oh Fuck, Dude. I’ve never felt anything like that before. You call me a cocksucker and you are obviously an expert cocksucker. I guess you are not straight after all”. Robbie pulled back from my dick to speak. “Hell No, dude. No way. I like dick and ass too much. I love to suck dick and have mine sucked. Girls don’t like to suck dick like guys do. And I like to fuck ass; Much juicier than pussy. And I love to have a big fat cock up my ass. Girls can’t do that.” I just grinned. It was a fantasy come true. Robbie continued “and Girls don’t like to lick guys butt holes either. Gay guys do. And guy butt hole tastes much better than fishy pussy. While you’ve been eyeballing my crotch I’ve been looking at your ass. That worn out speedo is mostly see-through when wet. Stand up and turn around and let me see. I did as he was told. I stood with my legs apart leaned over the toilet bowl and put my hands on the tank. Robbie was treated to the sight two hot globes of firm ass encased in taut spandex with the dark shadow of my ass crack between. “Not really see through anymore. I need to have a better look” Robbie said as he pulled down the back of my swimsuit. There staring him in the face was my virgin asshole. It did not take him a moment to bury his face in the crack and start slurping. Suddenly I was aware that we were being watched. I heard a sound in one of the stalls alongside. Someone climbed up onto the toilet seat. Brent stuck his head over the stall partition “Whatcha two homos doin’?” he said over the top of the stall partition. “Mind if we join in?” said Brad over the other partition. “There is not enough space in the stall for all of us so join us outside.” I pulled up my suit and followed Robbie into the locker room. There Brent and Brad were waiting for us with shit-eating grins and big wet pre-cum patches on their red speedos. Brad spoke first “We’ve been watching you two guys for a few minutes. We want in on the action! But we need to be careful. Someone could walk in at any moment. Keep your speedos on and we can take turns watching the door. All except you! You get to be the center of the fun. It’s your special day. Did I hear someone say virgin?” He started moving towards the door” I’ll keep a lookout first.” “I need to taste some more of that hot ass” Robbie said. He motioned me over to the wall next to the washbasins. I was a quick learner and he knew what to do. I pulled down my speedo to expose my ass and dick, bent over and put my hands on the wall. Brent went down on his knees between my legs and started sucking my cock. I relaxed my ass to allow Robbie’s tongue to probe deeper into my hungry hole. Robbie’s hot breath in my ass crack along with his expert tongue was really turning me on. “Yeah Robbie. That feels too good, your wet tongue in my hole. The only thing that’s ever been there before are my big rubber dildos.” All Robbie could respond with was a muffled “mmmmmm” but a few seconds later he withdrew his face from my butt. “We need to do something about that” he said as he stood up and moved closer. He rubbed his swollen dick head against my hole and ass crack and pressed his crotch against my butt. Robbie’s dick was drooling copious amounts of pre-cum in anticipation. Robbie moved back a step and slowly worked a finger into my ass. He pushed his finger in about an inch, then withdrew it and sucked it, getting it well wet with saliva. He did this several times until his finger was as deep as it would go. Then he repeated it for two and then three fingers in turn. I felt Robbie’s fingers leave my ass to be replaced by his huge pre-cum slick dickhead pressing gently against my spit lubed hole, trying to find its way in. “Uh…dude…What about a condom?” I said with some concern in my voice. “Nah! You’ve had rubber up your butt before, all those toys. You need real meat now. Plus it’s easier raw the first time. Rubbers don’t slide as easily as dick. They can be really uncomfortable for a tight hole” I heard a muffled agreement from Brent who was still deep-throating my dick. “I’ll use a condom if you really want, but trust me, it’s much better bareback. I’d love to fuck you bare but I’ll use a condom if you insist. But I really hate condoms.” He winked at Brad while he said this so I wondered if he would be true to his word. Robbie leaned over and reached into his bag which was lying close by. He pulled out a bottle of lube and some condoms from a side pocket. He squirted some lube onto his swollen cockhead and then some more into the rubber. He rolled it on slowly. I was watching in fevered anticipation. Robbie squirted some lube onto his hand and lubed up the condom and then slowly inserted first one then two and finally three slick fingers in my hole. All the while Brent was sucking on my dick and balls. Robbie pressed his rubber sheathed dick against my anus and started to push it in. He pressed harder but his dick head was a little too big. “Relax dude. Just relax your ass like you were farting. Or better still, like you were taking a dump”. I relaxed and Robbie pushed again and slowly his big head started to enter my hole. I let out a gasp of pain as I felt it slowly enter my ass. “Slowly Robbie, I’ve never been fucked before. In fact I’ve never had any sex before”. Robbie stopped for a moment. “I’ll let you get used to my dick for a moment before I push all the way in. Just shout if it is too sore”. Robbie pushed further in and I felt his dick slide up my anal canal. It hurt a lot more than I expected. Robbie sensed my discomfort and withdrew until just the head was inside and then pushed in again. “I’m telling you, it would feel much better raw.” Suddenly Robbie’s dickhead passed the inner sphincter and it was inside my rectum. “Oh yeah, that feels good” we both said simultaneously. I continued. “I’ve always dreamed of your hot dick up my ass but this is even better than I imagined. I can feel every inch of your dick inside my gut. I feel so full with your meat”. Robbie was ecstatic. “Oh man! What a tight ass! You sure you’ve had dildos up there? Must be the tightest ass I’ve fucked in ages. It even feels good with a rubber on”. Robbie waited a few seconds and then slowly started fucking me with long deep strokes, enjoying my virgin ass. I could feel the fat dickhead sliding in and out of my rectum and anal passage. It was more uncomfortable than I imagined it would be and I was grunting with discomfort as the sliding latex covered cockhead tugged at my anal walls. By now Brent had withdrawn his head from my dick and was kissing me full on the mouth so that I could not see what Robbie was doing. Robbie asked me “You want me use some more lube?” and I grunted agreement. He pulled out slowly, slid off the condom and surreptitiously threw it under the bench. He squirted another load of lube onto his dick and slowly eased it back into my tight ass. “Oh yeah” Robbie moaned, “that feels so much better” as he felt his raw dick slide up my ass. “What a tight ass, so soft and wet!” I could sense something had changed for the better and I suspected that he was condom-less but it felt so good that I decided to say nothing. “Oh yeah dude. That feels so good, much better than before. Your dick is sliding up and down much easier.” “That’s because I took the condom off. You’ve got my bare meat in your hole; just until you are used to being fucked. I’ll pull out before I cum or put on another condom.” Brent was watching the anal action from a few inches away. He moved back between my legs and started licking his balls while jacking his own dick with his spare hand. Robbie started breathing hard…”Oh yeah. Virgin man-pussy. Ready for my hot stud load?. Yeah!” Brent started licking Robbie’s balls each time he thrust all the way into me. Brent was now sitting flat on the floor with his head buried between us. He was licking Robbie’s slick shaft as it emerged from my stretched anus tasting all of my ass-slime. That was enough to put Robbie over the edge. “Ugh..Ahhh Yeah. I’m cumming. I’ll pull out.” As he thrust deep into my gut I felt his dick swell and pulse as he squirted five or six times deep in my rectum and then pulled out and covered my hole and back with another few loads of hot cum. Robbie thrust forward again, but this time into Brent’s hungry mouth. Brent licked him clean. Robbie pulled back and pulled up his Speedo. “I’m not finished yet. Our little virgin needs to fuck me before we go. My hole needs some fresh meat in it. Let me take over from Brad in watching the door for now.” I was still standing bent over with my hands against the wall. Brent moved around to behind me staying on his knees the whole time. He looked at my hole. “Mmmm. Nice fucked hole. Kinda slimy. I’ll need to clean that up before I put my dick in there” My hole was much more relaxed than it was a few minutes before and my ass crack was streaked with dribbles of lube, cum and butt slime. Brent dived in and stuck his tongue into my hole and licked off the ass juices and cum leaving it wet and glistening with spit. He stood up. “Now it’s my turn. Pity you are not a virgin any longer.” Brent pulled back his foreskin exposing his purple head covered with copious amounts of pre-cum. “I gotta pull my ‘skin back. I don’t want anything between my dick head and your tight ass. I wanna feel where Robbie was fucking as my dick slides in your hole.” I wanna feel your hot slimy ass walls tight around my dick”. Brent was obviously not intending to use a condom. I was going to say something but Brent spoke first. “I want to feel your ass with my bare dick for a few minutes. Then I’ll put on a condom and fuck you some more and cum in it. Usually Brad and Robbie and I fuck around bareback, but for you I’ll make an exception.” Brent guided his dick to my hole and slowly pushed it in. Brent was much bigger than Robbie, a full nine inches long and proportionately fat, but with a dickhead only a little wider than the shaft. He pushed all the way in until his pubes were hard against my ass and then slowly withdrew until just the head was inside. “Oh man, I love fucking a tight ass, with my bare dick sliding in your hot slick hole.” He looked down at his dick. It was glistening with the juices that Robbie had pumped up there. He slowly fucked for a few moments and it felt really good but just as I was starting to get used to it he pulled out with a plop. “Lie down on you back on the bench. I want to see your face while I fuck you. I’ll put a condom on as well”. Then Brad can also have a better view. I did as I was told and lay down with my legs open and my ass over the edge of the bench. Brent made a good show of rolling the condom over his dick and then slowly pushed his dick into my ass for the second time. He only fucked me for a few strokes before I realized that it was really uncomfortable. “Stop...that hurts. Take off the condom and fuck me without it. But promise to pull out in time!” I did not really want him to pull out as I had enjoyed the sensation of Robbie unloading in me. Robbie may have thought that by pulling out and squirting a few drops on my back I would have thought that he did not cum up my ass, but I knew he had Brent did as he was told and … I thought it felt even better than Robbie’s dick. Maybe it was because the shaft was thicker, perhaps because it was longer, or perhaps because my hole was more used to having a fat fleshy dick up it. It probably helped that it was lubed with some of Robbie’s cum as well. While Brent slowly fucked my ass, Brad climbed onto the bench and on his hands and knees straddled my face. As he thrust his dick into my hungry mouth I noticed he had a small tattoo on his crotch, but I could not make out what it was. I immediately started sucking with gusto. I was surprised and somewhat disappointed that Brad’s dick tasted and smelled of nothing more than pool chlorine - none of the salty pissy funk of Robbie’s crotch. It really excited me to have the Baker boys fill my ass and mouth at the same time. It did not take Brent long to cum. “I’m getting close, you want me to pull out?” I could not speak as my mouth was filled with Brad’s cock. “Oh Yeah. Slimy hole. Cum slimy hole. Gonna give you some jizz. Get your hole really lubed up for my brother. Ahhh..Ahhhhhhh Aaaah” he shouted as he shot his load deep into my ass. I felt his fat dick spasm and pump squirt after squirt of sticky cum into my rectum. I had never felt anything as good before and could feel every twitch of Brent’s nine inch cock and each squirt of scalding hot cum as it hit my gut. Brent paused a moment and then slowly withdrew from my butt with a plop. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath. “Your turn little brother” he said to Brad. “I’ll watch the door for now. But clean me up first” Brad needed no encouragement. He put his hungry lips around Brent’s dick and sucked off all the sex juices. Obviously Brent and Brad loved the taste of cum and ass juice as much as they loved fucking butt. While I lay back on the bench Brad went between my legs. My anus was now relaxed to the point that Brad was easily able to stick his tongue up as far as it would go and taste the mix of Robbie and Brent’s cum and my ass juice. Once he had licked off all the cum and juice he stood up and slid his huge uncut dick into my gaping cum lubed hole. It felt really good to be filled again by one of the Baker boys. Brad’s dick was the same size as Brent’s but it had a slight curve in it. I relished the fact that each of their dicks felt different in my hole. I was now in such ecstasy that I did not even think about Brad wearing a condom. Brad fucked me deep and slow and now that my rectum was used to the sensation and size of a dick sliding in and out it felt better than anything I could imagine. I was incredibly turned on by the squelching and slurping sounds of the fucking. They did not need spit to lube me now. My rectum was well stretched by having had three fat cocks sliding up and down within its virgin walls and two loads of cum deposited deep into it. Robbie stood on the other side of the bench, and offered up his dick to my hungry mouth. I noticed that he also had a small tattoo on his crotch, but again I was unable to make out what it was before he buried is cock in my mouth. At first I was reluctant to suck Robbie’s dick, as it had been up my ass only a few minutes earlier. To my surprise it tasted good. The ass juices and cum did not taste as bad as I had feared: Slightly salty, sweet and funky all at the same time. I felt really dirty and turned on smelling and tasting my own ass on Robbie’s dick. I was just getting really used to having both mouth and ass filled by fat hard cocks when Brad surprised me by withdrawing. Robbie also pulled his cock out of my mouth. Brad motioned Robbie towards the urinals and he went and stood there slightly bent over with his legs apart and his hands against the wall between two of the urinals. Brad spoke to me. “Fuck Robbie now. Then I want to cum in your hole while you are fucking Robbie” I pulled my dick out of the leg opening of my swimsuit and pulled down the back of Robbie’s speedo. With my other hand I grabbed a condom and tore the packet open with my teeth. I unrolled it onto my dick and then squirted lube onto my hand and worked it onto my sheathed cock. The other guys looked at me with surprise but said nothing. I did not know why I was doing it: after all I had already had three raw dicks up my ass and was about to get a second full load. Due to the closeness of the urinals I was very aware of the smell of stale dried piss. I wondered for a moment why Brad suggested that Robbie stand there. I reached around and collected some of the slime and cum from my ass crack. I added it to the lube on my dick and then I pressed my cock head against Robbie’s hole. I slowly pushed my way in, feeling the tightness of his sphincter and then the velvety passage until my head entered Robbie’s hot rectum and slid all the way in. “You in dude?” Brad asked “Fuck him slowly a few times and then it’s my turn in your ass again.” I was surprised at how easily my dick had entered his ass. After pushing all the way in I withdrew slowly until only the head of my dick was in Robbie’s passage. I started fucking with long slow strokes and could not decide if I preferred fucking, or getting fucked. Both felt so good! Robbie interrupted my thoughts. “Your dick feels good in my ass, but I really want to get fucked bareback.” I thought about it for a moment and realized that I was the virgin, and I was the one with the condom! I slid out of Robbie’s ass, slipped off the condom and plunged back in. Instantly I knew why guys bareback. I could not believe how slick and soft Robbie’s chute felt. Robbie uttered a “Yeah” and Brad “Fuck yeah, that’s the way dude” as pressed his dick against my sloppy hole. Brad pushed his way in easily. And now I knew the answer to my question: This was definitely the best of both worlds. My dick was up Robbie’s hungry hole while Brad’s huge dick filled my gut from behind. Brad and Robbie basically stood still while I moved, alternatively filling Robbie’s hole and getting my hole filled by Brad. I was so turned on that I came rapidly. Brad felt my sphincter start to tighten and so he thrust deep into me and we came simultaneously. Our pleasure was interrupted by Brent. “Quick guys, pull up your speedos. Coach is coming.” Brent pulled out of me and I withdrew from Robbie and we all rapidly pulled up our speedos. I had the problem of getting my still very hard dick back through the leg opening. I looked down at my speedo with horror. It was filthy. I grabbed my shorts that were lying on the bench close by and managed to get them on only seconds before the coach appeared around the door. “Hey you lot.” He barked. “Time to get out of here. You are always the last guys to leave the pool and leave the locker room. I need to close the pool.” With that he left the room. We quickly finished dressing, grabbed our bags and walked out. We stood outside for a few minutes talking. The guys all wanted to know more about me and what I thought of my experiences of the evening. Robbie also let out a little secret. “I know it was the first time you fucked someone tonight so you didn’t know what it feels like. But it does not always feel like it did tonight because it was not the first time I was fucked tonight! My ass does not always feel so slick. I am sure it felt real good. Brent and Brad fucked me just before swim practice and I was swimming around with two loads up my butt.” Then Brad chipped in “It was no chance that Brent and I caught you and Robbie. We three have been checking you out for a while and making plans to fuck you and decided to make our move tonight. You obviously enjoyed it as much as we did.” Brent had noticed the state of my swimsuit and told me. “Dude, you are never going to get that suit clean again. You need to save it to wear when you are around us in private. So you may as well cut out the front lining. Then we can really see your goods. We cut out the lining of most of our suits. That is why you can see more. And we know you have been watching us and enjoying what you saw.” I really looked forward to the idea of hanging around with them and hopefully fucking again. One thing still puzzled me though, and that was the tattoos I had seen on Robbie and Brad’s crotches so I asked them. “Guys I noticed that Brad and Robbie have tattoos. I could not make them out but they looked the same. What are they?” Brent looked at me with a wicked grin. “Oh, that? We are all members of an exclusive club. I’ve also got one. Want to see it?” He slowly pulled down the front of his sweatpants and then his speedo revealing the little black bio-hazzard tattoo burned into his crotch.

Part 26 - The Jogger At 20 years old Zack was quite a catch with his good looks and floppy mohican hair style, he often wished he was taller as he only stood at five foot seven. Still very much in the closet with his family but certainly not shy with men, he knew he had to talk to Jake and tell everything, he was the one person he could confide in. He was early and stood mindlessly at the corner of the road texting with a guy on line who wanted to meet for sex. Out of the corner of his eye he could see a jogger heading towards him, he loved admiring joggers so he had a good look at the figure approaching his direction. Nice he thought, early 20's, slightly taller, very chiselled features almost European looking. Yes he thought great boyfriend material, he returned to his texting waiting for him to get closer when he would sneak another look. Andre spotted him standing there on the corner, did he just check me out he thought. He slowed his pace down then stopped about 20 feet away, pretending to adjust his earphones and turning the music down whilst having a better look. He casually walked up towards Zack and the closer he got the more interested he was. Neither looked at each other as Andre walked in front of him, he waited until he was a few meters away before turning his head around. Zack was eyeing him from behind when he saw him turn and smile, his heart skipped a beat and feeling a little embarrassed at being caught out. But he had stopped and was walking back towards him. "Hey, do you need any help?" "No, am waiting for my cousin but arrived half an hour to early. Did you have a good run?" "Yes, but now very hot and sweaty. I'm Andre." "Zack." "Nice to meet you Zack, do you want to hang out whilst you kill time?" "What you got in mind?" "I live just down here and you look like you may need a cooling shower." "Sure, but I have to be back here in 30 minutes." Zack walked with Andre along the road until he stopped at a tall gate, he watched him place his index finger against a small panel and gate opened. They slipped in to the house by the side entrance and up the back stair case to Andre's room. Once inside Andre pinned Zack against the wall, not a word spoken, just a fleeting smile between them as their lips touched each other, parted and then Andre slipped his tongue in to Zack's mouth and kissed him for all his worth. Zack's arms were like octopus legs and they coveted every inch of Andre's body, hands began removing clothes until they both stood naked. Still locked in their hungry kiss Andre began moving Zack in to the bathroom and the shower enclosure. Water cascaded down Zack's back and gradually over his head as Andre pushed him further in until his was refreshed by the cool water. Zack felt himself being pushed down to his knees only to come face to face with Andre's eight inch hard cock, protruding upwards in a gentle curve with the head already exposed. His lips encircled around the head as he gently sucked taking more in to his mouth until his tongue began caressing Andre's oozing cock. The precum was salty a kind of bitter sweet, his head was being pulled forward to take more cock in to his mouth as Andre began face fucking Zack gently. Zack began to apply more pressure as he felt Andre change rhythm and his breathing became heavier. It was more than Andre could take and loosing the battle to hold back, he shouted 'Fuck'. Zack felt the cock twitch and his mouth instantly became full of Andre's toxic seed, he was trying to hold it in his mouth as he had never swallowed before, but the cock kept releasing more filling his mouth. Zack gulped and swallowed a little, he began choking firing a mouth full of seed back over Andre, at the same time he released his own load over Andre's leg. He quickly withdrew his cock out of Zack's mouth, checked he was okay and pulled him up to his feet and began kissing him with more passion than before. The both stood looking at each other, Zack was on cloud nine and this was the quickest pick up he ever had. Andre stopped kissing him and they both washed then dried off. "Thank you Andre, wow, thank you." "You are seriously sexy Zack. How old are you?" "20 and you?" "24, dam good cock sucker for a 20 year old." They both laughed before Zack realised he had 5 minutes to get back to the meeting point. They swapped mobile numbers with Zack promising to call him later. Andre opened the door and escorted him out down the staircase and across the entrance hall. "Zack!" They both turned to see Jake and Marco standing there having come out from the dining room. He face turned bright red as he never would have expected to see Jake standing there, even the look on Jake's face showed surprise. Marco chuckled to himself. "Well I guess that answers that question Jake. Andre I thought you went out for a run?" "I did and came across this cutie at the corner of the road checking me out." "Andre lets go get a coffee, I think these two need to have a talk." Andre and Zack walked over to where Jake stood, he noticed that Zack was shaking a bit having been caught with his pants down so to speak. Andre and Marco headed to the kitchen but was still overly confused by what was going on. Marco got Andre up to speed as who Zack was, he was laughing at the irony of the situation and told Marco that all they needed now was Jacob and they would have the whole family. Zack was dumbstruck and had no idea what to say. "I suppose the cat is out of the bag now." "Is that what you wanted to meet me about?" "Yeah I wanted someone to talk to, you know how auntie Sue gets when she grabs on to something." "Oh Zack, but picking people up on a street corner, seriously." "Doesn't look good does it. Do you really live here?" "Yes with Marco and several others. It is a big house and feels empty when no one is around." "I'm sorry about you know, with Andre." "I have to ask Zack, did you have sex?" "Kiss and blow. But hell he is sexy." Jake was laughing his socks off and called his cousin a cheap hooker. They entered the kitchen where Andre and Marco were sat talking having a coffee. Marco fetched them both a drink and sat back down across the table from Zack and Andre looking at the both of them. Zack shifted in his seat and felt a little uncomfortable, he had never sat down with a pick up before, it was always wham bam out the door. Slowly he opened up talking more as they all listened. Fabian came in to the kitchen in his white dressing gown, he stopped and looked at the four of them. "Don't mind me just getting some coffee for Paul and me." "Fabian this is my cousin Zack. I think he wanted to meet to tell me he is gay but Andre outed him as only Andre can." Fabian laughed and went over to Zack. "Nice to meet you Zack. Hope Andre behaved himself." "Hello and no he didn't behave himself, he had me naked in the shower and totally molested me." Andre shoved Zack who was laughing, Fabian smiled at Jake and winked. He knew by now that was Fabian's way of giving the seal of approval. He told Andre to be honest and open, Zack didn't know what was meant by that comment, Jake knew and realised he would have to tell his brother and cousin before either of them got to entwinned in the family. Jacob opened his eyes slowly, he was still laying on his side and was looking straight in to Ben's eyes. He looked for a moment and cuddled up close to Ben who let out a slow pleasing groan as they hugged in bed, their lips touched in a quick kiss and they laid for several more minutes holding each other. Ben extracted himself from Jacob's arms and stood up and started changing in to his gym clothes, he picked up the gym clothes Andre had leant Jacob, he groaned but got dressed and walked with Ben down to the gym. Zack and Jake spent some time chatting whilst the others gave them some space and left the kitchen. Ben wiped himself over with his towel as Jacob sat watching him. Ben needed a smoothie to get some energy back so they both walked upstairs and crossed the hall through the dining room and in to the kitchen. Ben stopped and was face to face with Zack, Jacob crashed in to Ben and laughed until he saw Zack and stopped. "Zack, what are you doing here?" "Hello Jacob, I was going to ask you the same question, never expected you to come through the door." "Someone please tell me what is going on, this is like the Waltons here." "Sorry Ben, this is Zack, mine and Jake's cousin." "Sounds like there is a story here, but I need a smoothie then the pool." Jacob felt very awkward as Ben grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the fridge. Jacob said bye as he and Ben left them to get back to their conversation. Zack's face said it all, Jake began telling him that there is a possibility he might be gay, but no one wants to push him to hard. Stunned at the revelation he went on to say that he thought Ben looked very familiar but couldn't put his finger on it. Jake remembered that Zack was a keen gymnast until a couple of years ago, it was this reminder to Zack where he finally placed Zack. He had seen him in competition at Wembley about 3 years ago, he was now bobbing around like a little child and was desperate to get a selfie with him, Jake managed to calm him down eventually. But Zack had to get going back to his family so Jake walked him to the gate. "So what about you and Andre?" "Don't know, when I first saw him I just thought he would be nice bf material, I don't think he is that interested." "If he is it will happen." He walked Zack out to the gate and gave him a hug and watched Zack leave. As Jake turned to go back inside he thought how weird things are turning out, Zack he was almost sure from what Marco said at the hospital and Jacob was quite the revelation. Heaven knows what their mum and dad were going to think if he Jacob came out of the closet as well.

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

this weekend my bf unlocked my dick... I was free to fuck and jerk off but I didn't. I love to fuck and cum especially in a willing ass or mouth but the thought of a dominant guy that forces me to be a 100% bottom and public slut is so appealing. Anyway I had a surprise yesterday, coming earlier from work I found my bf naked, in my apartment. He was doggy in my bed with a complete stranger fucking him. The guy froze when I came in and was even more confused when I pulled out my cock and joined him. I did top my boy and I was so horny I even fucked the other guy. We were busy for 2 and half hours and we had to stop only because my sweet slut had to leave for work and so the other guy. A couple made of two sluts... sounds horny enough. I can't complain.

Another well-written chapter of the dim-witted pup who continues to take POZ loads

The uglier the better.. I'm just a faggot whos job is to take cum and cock from whoever wants to give it to me,.

I was born 2-12- 1970 myself, poz no meds is so fucking hot?

Another great chapter! Thanks!

It’s destiny. You should pursue him as a husband or at least primary stud and get him inside you raw. Once he breeds your rectum, you suck him clean to get the taste of his seed mixed with your cunt gunk. It’s the best of all worlds.

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.

I say go for it as well. Some guys might think you're showing off, but I wouldn't worry about it. I mean, I guess if you get the sense that guys are turned off by it you can always cover up again. I've never assumed that nudity at the bathhouse had any correlation to being top or bottom.

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.

This is so fucking hot. The mind is a funny thing. Seeing a woman's vagina honestly repulses me. But I'm so fucking turned on buy a hot trans guy with one. I had one wanting to fuck today, but he would only let me fuck his pussy wrapped / hole bareback.... So I didn't do it... I wanna find out how a hot pussy like that feels on my raw cock... But fuck, I want to try it out.

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

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

Hello everyone, thank you for your kind email and messages. Sorry for my 'disappearing act'. My 'bf' and I traveled for a couple weeks which put me behind in life. But I hope to get a few more chapters out soon if folks are still into this story? The last chapter might have been lame since there was little feedback, but never sure how folks decide enough is enough of one story line. But anyway, we will see what folks think. I will try and ramp it up a bit. lol Part 19, Breaking the seal. As I smiled seeing my thank you and thought back to how good Mr. C has been to me over the years, heck better than my dad in many ways, I opened the refrigerator door. My eyes got big as they focused on the little brown bottle that was facing me in the door. Seeing the words JUNGLE JUICE and my mind went spiraling through a dark tunnel.... I picked it up and felt the cold glass. I heard Uncle Terry's voice from the bedroom yell out, 'close the door, sniff deep and hurry down here before you exhale'. I picked it up, closed the door, turned and walked toward the bedroom. I exhaled as I opened the cap and inhaled as deeply as I could. I kept the cap in my right hand as I held the bottle in my left hand. As I entered the room, Mr. C was totally naked and he was kissing Uncle Terry. They stood next to the bed and Uncle Terry snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor right in front of them. I somehow knew I was to kneel. As I lowered myself onto my knees in front of them, Mr. C. kept his tongue in Uncle Terry's mouth but was able to mutter through the kiss, 'exhale pup and do the other nostril, we will be with you in a minute.' I did as instructed and looked up at them and Uncle Terry pushed the bathrobe off my back and if fell into a puddle on the floor behind me. I knelled there naked on my knees, looking up at two hairy gods of men. Uncle Terry then said through a muffled kiss with Mr. C. 'breath deep pup, good boy, now put the cap on it and hold. Hold. Hold.... Hold.' His tongue never stopped probing Mr. C's mouth and they felt each others chest. And I heard..... 'exhale and get busy'. I slowly and deeply exhaled and put my face up to their cocks. Their amazing thick shafts were leaking precum. Their cocks were touching and smearing each other's precum around their cock heads. I dove down on both cocks until my mouth was stretched wide. I was flying on the poppers so I couldn't tell from which one, but I felt a hand stroke through my hair and pull my head deeper onto their cocks. They each reached down with a hand and firmly started to roll my nipples in their fingers. I let out a moan and Mr. C slipped his cock out of my mouth and pushed me deeper onto Uncle Terry's cock. I felt Mr. C move behind me. His cock fell heavy on my upper back between my shoulder blades. He pulled my shoulders back and was sliding his wet cock up and down the cleavage in my back that he made. His belly was on the back of my head and he used his belly to hold me deep onto Uncle Terry's cock. After a few minutes of Mr. C reaching down, tweaking my tits, rocking his cock on my back and pushing my face deeper onto Uncle Terry, I could feel Uncle Terry's cock swelling each time he slided it down my throat. He very slowly but deeply and surely fucked his cock deep into my esophagus. Mr. C. brought one hand to my throat and was feeling my adams apple. When Uncle Terry was almost at the base of his cock into my nostrils, I could hear Mr. C saying..... 'yes push that adam's apple down with your cock.' I could feel my adam's apple being pushed down. He repeated it several times and then pulled all the throat slobber back up from my throat and I let out a moan. I looked over as Uncle Terry started patting his hand on the edge of the bed and at the same time, I felt Mr. C picking me up by the hips and guiding me onto the edge of the bed. Uncle Terry jumped up on the bed and had his legs hanging over the side of it. Mr. C then commented, 'son, get up on your uncle and ride that cock into your pussy, while daddy fucks you from behind.' I heard it, but was lost after get on this cock. But I climbed up on the bed and lowered myself onto Uncle Terry's cock. I was right at the edge of the bed and feared my balance slipping and falling off. Daddy came up behind me however and I could feel his furry stomach tickle my smooth back. I was able to get stability from him as he provided a little pressure against my back with his belly. I heard him shake the brown bottle and the little white balls in it clinked against the glass walls of the bottle. I then hear the hiss of the cap coming off. I had my two hands on my tits, slowing rubbing and rolling them through my fingers and I felt Mr. C moving his arms up under my arms to my nose. His left hand pushed my left nostril closed and the right hand brought the bottle to my nose. I exhaled deep and breathed in super deep. As I held my breath he closed my right nostril. I exhaled and the bottle quickly came to my left nostril. I repeated and inhaled super deep. I felt his arms move back down and heard the cap being screwed on. Once I was holding the poppers in, I resumed bouncing up and down on Uncle Terry's cock. I felt daddy move in closer behind me and I then felt something against my hole. It was hard, warm and wet. It was daddy's cock. I exhaled and said, 'time for your cock Daddy?' Daddy said, 'time for both of us in you son.' And with that I felt his cock slowly push up into me. Uncle Terry slowed my hips and stopped me for a minute allowing daddy to slide in deep. My hands went down to the bed to provide myself stability and were replaced on my nipples by Uncle Terry's. He started to work them hard. I was fucking flying on the poppers and felt my hole open incredibly wide. I then felt daddy's pubes against my hole and realized both were in me to the base. Slowly they started rocking me back and forth, up and down, back and forth, up and down. I couldn't make much sense of it, but I had both men's cocks deep inside me. I felt so full. My hole was getting wetter and wetter and more and more loose. They were fucking me harder and harder. My legs started to relax a little bit as the pain wore off and was taken over by great pleasure inside my asshole. I could feel each of them pulling in and out, sometimes in unison and sometimes in opposite strokes, my ass was singing like crazy and I felt incredible. I heard Uncle Terry say, 'oh baby, I feel the underside of your cock sliding over the underside of my cock...., I am getting close.' I then heard daddy say, 'yes lover, this is amazing your cock feels amazing inside his silky fuck pussy. I am about to blow my load inside my boy.' With that, they both started to convulse and shake and I got two loads shot deep in me. They kept squirming and squirming and I got wetter and wetter. Daddy pushed me down with his body weight onto Uncle Terry. The three of us lay there with me being the oreo center. Uncle Terry was able to move us all up onto the bed further and we laid their as our breathing returned to normal. I felt them both kiss my forehead and neck and ears and shoulders, I felt so loved and warm. I felt their cocks getting smaller and smaller and then Uncle Terry's cock slipped out. A minute later and after a couple more humps from Mr. C, his slipped out also. After a few minutes, I opened my eyes and looked over toward the edge of the bed. Their was blood on the duvet cover and I said. 'Oh daddy, I think I bled on the bed. Oh, no. I am sorry. Where did that come from? Am I bleeding?' 'Relax son, your pussy was just really stretched and used. You are perfectly fine, she is made for that and it really just means she is more receptive to us.' They both started to kiss me again and we drifted off to sleep.

Part 11, I heard my daddy say to Mr. Terry, ‘Maybe should we bring him back out now from Dr. Brad’s spell?’ Mr. Terry replied, ‘fuck if you should, you have guys up there waiting for the word to come down, fuck you have me waiting.... and I need to hit that and tear it open wide as fuck’. I laid there in a heavenly bliss wondering but not really understanding what they were referring too. I was still flying on the magical brown bottle but more important to me, I wondered why my daddy stopped. It felt great with daddy laying on me and I it was hard to tell through my hood, but I felt him give me what I think were gentle kisses on my forehead and cheek and occasionally darting his big wet tongue deep down my throat. I felt his hand unsnap the leather cover over my eyes and when he pulled the leather piece back and over to the side, his eyes were staring right into me. The room was aglow with the candles flickering. I decided to ask ‘why did you stop daddy? That hurt a little but that felt amazing.’ He got a huge smile on face and brought his tender hand up to cup my cheek really gently through the hood and said, ‘you don’t know?’ I shook my head and looked deeply into his eyes seeking an answer. His smile got even wider and he said, ‘I am now even more part of you pup, my semen is sticking to the inside walls of your boy pussy. Soaking into the lining of your flesh and becoming part of you all over again. That seed that made you is now also reinvading your womb. You are mine now.’ I was puzzled by the response, was it the poppers or why is this not making sense to me? He bluntly said, ‘Lukas, I fucked my load deep into your guts. I shot my cum into you. I knocked you up. I breed you with my fucking sperm.’ With each comment he smiled brighter and gave me a kiss and rubbed his hand hood, trying to tossle my hair like he so often does. Understanding it a little better, I said, ‘Well what about a condom’? ‘Oh fuck no, there was no condom’ Mr. Terry replied. As I looked over at him, my daddy pulled my head back to look at him as he said, ‘there will be no condoms with you my sweet Lukas. Boys, well you in particular are meant to take sperm, raw, unfiltered, undiluted semen straight from a man bull nuts directly into your smooth perfect little snatch.’ ‘Oh daddy, they have these new things now that I learned about in health class called sexual transportation diseases or something like that and men are to use these rubbery things called condom and women are to use a pill. Then you won’t get pregnant or get kooties’. As he continued to lay on me, the poppers were wearing off and I could feel his fur on my smooth chest, his fur tickling my sore titties was making my cock leak like a faucet onto his furry belly and mine. I could feel the warmth of the puddle squishing between the two of us as he moved. He was still looking at me and had his finger gently tracing repeatedly down my nose and over my lips as said ‘Well Yes, I did hear about that on the news myself, but my sweet boy, do you remember me telling you about how warm and wet women’s pussies are and that they harbor diseases in their moist cunts?’ I felt my cock jump at that mental image and I nodded. He said, ‘well son, you have what we call a boy cunt and it was virgin until 30 minutes ago and their are no eggs in their getting fertilized so a condom isn’t needed now is it? I am trusting you are a virgin and don’t have any of those sexual diseases to give daddy right?’ ‘Oh gosh no daddy. I am not allowed to have sex with those women. My dad said, women and their pussies are the work of the devil and sent here to corrupt us.’ ’See you understand it, that medicine just made you confused probably, it can do that to boys sometimes. But I am glad we had this talk, but I know you trust me right?’ I nodded in agreement and a smile. ‘and I trust you realize that I am probably better at making the decisions for you, right?’ I nodded again. ‘And you said that although that hurt a little, it felt good too?’ I nodded. ‘Well then let’s get you some more medicine into you and maybe you could show Mr. Terry how your boy pussy can open up for his big Canadian cock?’ I nodded and saw Mr. Terry reach into the cooler bag and hand daddy a brand new magical brown bottle. Daddy stood up and started to undo the wrapper as he and Mr. Terry were starting to change places. Mr. Terry said to my daddy, ‘your phone has been vibrating like crazy over there on the table. Why don’t you go tend to that.....I got this over here just fine. Daddy put the freezing cold bottle on my chest between my nipples and said, ‘yeah I better send an update’. Mr. Terry picked up the bottle, opened it, and said.... ‘you ready pup for your medicine? Mr. Terry needs you to be a good boy for him and do exactly as told, ok?’ Looking at the pelt of dark fur on his broad massive chest I nodded and I reached up without thinking and ran my fingers through the carpet of fur, watching my fingers disappear as I raked my hand through the fur around his leather harness. I slipped both of my pinkies into the piercings in his nipples and knew to tug on them like he had mine. I was so preoccupied with his fur, I barely noticed as he pushed my left nostril shut and held the brown bottle to my right hostile, my nose knew what to do and I took a slow steady long inhale as my own chest expanded while I lay there on my furry blanket nestled into the sling. Over to my right I saw my daddy standing there, naked with his Dick still mostly hard. I smiled, felt a warm chill through me as the fur ticked my back and I closed my eyes and focused on taking my medicine from Mr. Terry. ‘

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.'

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That last part is rubbish. You don't need to stop having sex for a week just because you missed a dose. Truvada has a long half-life -- it is very "forgiving" of the occasional missed dose. In the PrEP research trials, no one who took at least 4 pills a week was infected. Of course it's best to aim to take your pill every day, but if you happen to miss one or two, don't stress.

I had a friend of a friend introducing me to smoking tina - several different weeks having sex / bb and smoking tina ! He took me to a party - 9 males - I was smoking tina several times - then I was taken to the bedroom by my friend and the host - they really fucking me Good ! Then , 1 by 1 of the 9 guys came in - having their ways to me - breeding me - pissing in me - everything - becumming a Cum Dumpster ! Ever since that time - love to do it again and again - thinking of a Steam Health Club !

I was 14 when I started smoking full-time — Marlboros. By the time I was 15 I was enjoying Camel straights and at 16, cigars ... good ones, not the gas station crap. By then I knew tobacco was always going to be part of my life as a man. Around that age I also discovered men sucked cock better than any girlfriend I ever had, and were more available. I could go to any glory hole or dirty/underground sex club (the mainstream "spas" were boring) and have a stranger make me cum hard. If I got to smoke while it was happening I came twice as hard. In my twenties there was no shortage of guys who wanted me to come over, kick back, light a cigar and relax while they took care of my cock. Harder to find these days. Also harder to find are masculine role models who enjoy smoking and don't give a shit. Miss seeing the Marlboro or Camel pack poking out of a work shirt or dress shirt. To this day I like no-strings, hard top sex as much as I like tobacco. When I find a true submissive who gets turned on by a smoking top who knows it's all about his own pleasure, that's the best. Anybody else?

Im a stocky top (bear) , I am most attracted to short , skinny guys (the exact opposite to me I guess) Ages , any if the body shape is right. Anyway as I do most of my fucking in dark rooms most of it is fantasy anyway. As long as he's wet and willing ........

CHAPTER FOUR By the time the weekend rolled around, I was more excited than a kid on Christmas morning. The only thing that would make this group setting hotter were for the guys to be poz, but having a bunch of construction hunks working me over? Still a dream come true, status or not. Pat had confirmation from eight of the guy. Not as many as he’d originally thought, but a few chickened out last minute -which is to be expected with straight guys wondering how far they’re willing to go for a fuck. A couple others had commitments come up that they couldn’t get out of. Still, eight men plus Pat are more than enough to give my pig hole a good pounding. He set it up for mid-afternoon, figuring that even if the guys got done with me within a few hours, we’d still have time to post some ads for poz guys or hit a book store or bathhouse afterwards. Pat went to the motel alone and told me he would text me when all of the guys arrived so that I could walk in to a full room of horny men needing to be serviced. I didn’t even care that I was sporting a major bulge in my pants as I walked to the room. There was no way to help it. As soon as I walked in the room, the men all stared at me. I was surprised that they were all still dressed. I guess for a bunch of straight guys, standing around naked wasn’t something they were comfortable with. I actually felt my stomach drop a little -I just knew that this wasn’t going to turn out as hot as I’d hoped. They were probably just going to open their pants, fuck me, blow their load, and take off. Still, I pasted a smile on my face, walked up to Pat, got on my knees and fished his growing dick out of his pants. Hopefully if I put on a good enough show, they’ll get into it. And luckily they did. As soon as I got Pat’s beautiful meat in my mouth, I felt someone behind me, grabbing my ass. I’d only worn my standard nylon trackies, commando, so they would have easy access. And the man behind me easily slipped my pants down to my ankles and, with no ceremony, began to slid his cock into my awaiting hole. “Fuck, he’s already wet,” he gasped loudly for the other guys to hear. “Did you fuck him earlier?” he asked Pat. Pat laughed. “Fuck yeah, we fuck every day,” he told him. "Gave him a couple of loads before lunch," he added proudly. “Damn, ass feels better than I thought it would,” the man grunted, beginning to really pump me now. His dick was nice, about as long as Pat’s but thicker, so I was feeling a nice stretch. Now the other guys were starting to get into it. Slowly they all began to take the bulges out of their pants, and their cocks were free to jack in front of them until they got a turn in me. Pat pulled his cock out of my mouth and guided one of the other men to take his place. I didn’t get a look at him, really, but I had barely registered any of them when I walked into the room. I have to admit that, while I have eyes for cock (and a nice butt to eat), I really only have eyes for Pat. So when I walked into the room, he’s the only man I saw. The rest were just cocks. The man in my ass began to pound me hard and fast and I braced myself for the big load I knew he was going to deliver into me. And wow, was it ever big. It felt like he was pissing! He held inside me for over a minute, sort of petting my lower back as we stood joined. “You got a lot in you, buddy,” he told me. “My wife’s been out of town visiting her mother for a couple of weeks. That’s a big two-week load you got in you,” he said, giving my ass a slap before extracting his shrinking cock. Quickly, I pulled off of the cock I was sucking and spun around, taking the man’s cock in my mouth to clean him off, while I shoved my ass towards the dick I’d gotten wet and ready. So, the second man sank into me as I nursed the first fucker’s cock, milking out every drop before he finally stepped back and allowed another man at my mouth. The guys were all a little stunned that I sucked the cock straight out of my hole, but I guess seeing how slutty it made me, and just knowing how piggy they thought it was, it just got them more in the mood to fuck me like a real motel room whore. The next three hours went just like that. Each of them took a couple of turns on my ass and mouth, but I was happy that all of the men agreed to only put their loads in my ass. While I like a mouthful of cum every now and again, it’s just more satisfying to me to get it up the ass. None of that pesky stomach acid destroying any other gifts they might be delivering. I guess all it really takes to get straight men to lighten up is take their load. Greedily, too. They could see how much I wanted it, and in that environment, everything just turns animal. It’s just men fucking. Doesn’t matter who or what they’re fucking, they are just doing what evolution has programmed them to do. All in all, by six thirty that Saturday evening my hole had received seventeen loads from Pat’s construction crew buddies, not counting the two from Pat earlier in the day that had lubed my hole. He walked the guys out and, as he closed the door behind him, he turned and leaned on it, grinning at me. “That was fucking hot,” he said. “But I bet you’re ready for some more, aren’t you?” All of that cum in me had only fueled my hunger, and I felt insatiable. I would take on a thousand men in the mood I was in. “You have no idea,” I told him, almost in a pant. My heart was pounding and my breathing was coming almost in gasps. I felt desperate. “Hang on, I need to piss, and then I’ll hop online and see if we can find you some poz dick for that hole,” he laughed, heading to the bathroom. In just my jock strap now, I followed him in. As soon as he pulled his cock out of his pants, I grabbed his dick and guided him over to the bathtub where I climbed in and looked up at him. He started laughing and shaking his dick at me. “You want my piss? Want me to piss all over you? Fuck, you’re extra piggy today,” he laughed. “Fine, might as well go all in, then,” he added before going back out into the room and getting my trackies and tee shirt. He tossed them to me. “Put ‘em on,” he instructed. Once I was fully dressed, he began to piss on me. Starting from the top of my head, he then aimed directly into my mouth, where I swallowed as much as I could, and then he hosed me down over my chest, stomach, and then concentrated on my crotch, wetting my nylon pants until they were shiny and soaked. So there I was, with an ass full of cum -which was rapidly oozing out of my well-fucked hole- and fully clothed, drenched in piss. I’d never felt like such a pig in my life. I also couldn’t remember being so horny, either. Pat could see it just by looking in my eyes. “You need it bad, don’t you? I can see it in your eyes. You’re gone into full-on whore mode.” He was not laughing now, as he could see and practically feel my hunger. He told me to wait in the tub and let the excess piss drain off of me while he went to see if he could find anyone to fuck me. Less than five minutes later I heard the door close and Pat returned with someone. I could hear the other man’s voice. “I found you some more dick,” he called to me. “Come and get it, piss pig.” I think he was feeling the same energy that I was, because he was starting to get into the verbal that he knows I enjoy so much. I walked out of the bathroom, still soaked in his piss, and saw Pat standing next to a man I recognized as a pimp. I’d seen him with a few of his girls just outside of the motel entrance. He was taller than me. Black. Grungy looking, tough and mean looking, but the way he was grabbing his crotch told me was into it. “Tony here has seen, and heard, us fucking in here ever since I started renting this room,” Pat told me. “He’s straight, only ever fucks his whores, but he thinks you must be a big whore. I told him that you are a big whore. And a good one.” I felt my heart pounding in my chest. This was surreal. It’s not that I was attracted to this man -he wasn’t even remotely attractive, especially standing next to a stud like Pat. But knowing that he’s a pimp, and only fucks his skanky whores, it just made things that much sleazier. And so much hotter! I couldn’t help but wonder if he was infected with anything. “Come on, bitch, I gotta get back out there and keep an eye on my business,” he growled at me. “Suck it and get it wet,” he instructed, pulling his very long looking dick out of his dirty pants. At only half-mast, this pimp was sporting about eight inches. I dropped to my knees at his feet and began to give him a good tongue bath that had in grunting in no time. His crotch smelled very musky, like he hadn’t showered in a day or two. And his cock, well, that kept growing in my mouth. Fuck, he wasn’t too thick, but he’d grown to at least eleven inches, perhaps twelve. He didn’t let me suck him long -this wasn’t a seduction, after all. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he yanked me off of his cock and shoved me towards the bed, where I landed on all fours. He grabbed a handful of the back of my trackies and yanked them down. Quickly he slammed balls deep into me. Out of all of the men who fucked me today, this pimp was by far the roughest, not to mention he had the biggest dick. This was a man who was used to treating whoever he stuck his dick into like nothing but trash. Practically inanimate objects, just vessels to be filled. As soon as the man entered me, Pat rushed around to my front and watched me with concerned eyes. Sure, he wanted to make this as memorable and dirty as possible, but he clearly was worried this pimp was going to hurt me. Despite the man who was basically punishing my hole, staring up into Pat’s eyes, we were the only two men in the room. His eyes never left mine, but he did reach down and hold my hands on the dingy bedspread. When the pimp was getting close, he grabbed my hips really hard. It was painful as he dug his dirty nails into my skin. “Where you want this stuff? You want it up that faggot kunt?” he panted. “Dump it up his ass!” Pat ordered him. “Breed me!” I begged. “Fucking sluttier than any of my girls, the number of guys I saw leaving this room today. Should be making money with this hot fucking ass,” he said through gritted teeth. I guess I should be flattered that he was actually enjoying my ass, but still all I could see was Pat, and all I wanted was cum. “You really want my load? Huh, bitch? Didn’t even ask me about no condoms or anything? You that big a fuckin’ whore?” he yelled at me. “I don’t care, breed me!” I yelled. Pat was now smiling huge as we listened to this guy insinuating that he might be infected. I wanted to bend lower and take his cock into my mouth again, but he pulled my head up instead, and our lips locked while the pimp finished off with my ass. “Look at the two faggots kissing,” the pimp said. “Fine, you get what you deserve, fucking fags. You want AIDS? I’ll give you fuckin’ AIDS. Take it! Here it fucking comes you bitchwhorekunt!” he roared, ramming balls-deep into me and spray painting my insides with his venomous seed. As soon as he finished cumming he literally yanked his dick out of my hole with a loud sloppy wet popping sound. “Clean this motherfuckin’ dick like a good bitch supposed to do,” he instructed. I removed my lips from Pats and turned around to lick the big piece of meat clean. I was stunned when I saw his still engorged cock swaying in front of me. His dick was covered in blood. Mixed with all of that cum, yes, but it wasn’t pink. It was red. He’d torn me up good. My heart was pounding again, really hard, as I licked him clean. And I was stunned again when I felt Pat’s tongue at my hole -licking my blood as it oozed out of my damaged hole. I finished with the pimp, he slapped me lightly on the side of the head to tell me he’d had enough, and then he stuffed his still semi-hard cock back into his pants. “You ever want to make a few bucks, you come see me,” he said before disappearing out the door. I’d never felt so cheap and used in my entire life. Nothing I’d ever done before at the book stores or bathhouses compared. This was as low as I’d ever sunk. And I was still turned-the-fuck-ON. Of course, that could have something to do with the insane rimming that Pat was giving my ass. This was the first time he’d actually rimmed me -thought I’d done him plenty of times before. I think this was it for him, too. The moment when we truly surrendered to the calling for cum, for us being true pigs, for HIV and AIDS. Judging by the way he held my ass, a cheek tight in each hand, and his face mashed as hard into me as he could get it, he was all in. When he finally came up for air, he was panting loudly. I spun around and just lunged at him. I needed to kiss him. His entire mouth area was covered in my blood and a mixture of all of those loads. Our tongues invaded each other’s mouths as our arms pulled us as close as we could get. And feeling that we were both rock hard, I knew that this day was far from over. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was the day that I would get infected. That we get infected. Maybe I already am. And maybe so is Pat. Before I had time to give it much thought, Pat pulled away and hopped off the side of the bed. He grinned at me and said, "I've got another surprise for you . . ."

Fucking a guy who is passed out. I don't want to be a prude, but I think that is called rape.

If you fuck raw and take loads and you are not on PrEP , then you must know you are taking a chance of becoming Poz. Get tested and get on PrEP now or do nothing and get back to that bathhouse asap and get knockup.

The sight that greeted Bob Maloney as he approached his driveway would have made the average divorced father of eighteen and nineteen year-old boys panic. For Bob however, the presence of one unmarked and one fully adorned county sheriff's car parked in his driveway made his cock twinge and his balls tighten. There were also three bikes lying near the closed garage door. These he knew belonged to three of his eldest son, Ryan's best friends. Brian Welton would have driven up in the unmarked car. Brian and Bob had been friends, and almost best friends, since first grade. Their thirty-year friendship involved just about every sort of activity any two men or boys had ever been involved in. Syd Hadley would half driven the other car. Syd was the elected sheriff of Marshall County and Brian's boss. The bikes and cars told Bob that at least Ryan was home and having a good time. As he got out of the car, he wondered if little Scotty was also home. Inside the garage, Brian unlocked the door to his home and family's deepest secret. From the outside, it looked as though three years earlier he had added an 18' X 24' storage room. No windows, but there were a pair of skylights that could be opened or covered depending upon the kind of mood being set in the secret room. The skylights were closed so he needed a couple minutes to fully adjust. Experience told him there were three figures in the northwest corner of the dim room. He stepped past the empty stocks, unused sawhorse and vacant X-frame that took the place of lawnmowers, table saws or other home equipment. On the walls where one might expect tools, there was wide variety of whips, a half-dozen paddles and a series of four, 6"-long shelves that held an array of several dozen dildos and butt plugs of varying lengths, widths, shapes and styles and assorted other toys for inflicting pain and pleasure. In three places, shackles hung from the solid beams of the open framed roof. One figure stood in front of and the second stood behind a sling. These were the naked forms of Syd and Brian. In the sling was Bob's nineteen-year-old son, Ryan. The two men dwarfed his slender 5' 3" frame. Brian was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome. He stood 6' 4" tall, carried 190# of tanned and sculptured muscle, had brown hair, deep brown eyes and dimples that had melted girls' (and at least one boy's) hearts for as long as anyone could remember. Syd was just over 6' tall. He weighed almost 240 pounds of mixed muscle and fat. Ten years ago it had been all muscle, but age and a decadent lifestyle that included too much booze and unhealthy food was rapidly altering his physique. However, Bob had no doubt the sheriff could still kick his ass and maybe Brian's as well. Brian's groin was pressed hard against the boy's face. If the guy had a hard on, and Bob was almost certain he did, that meant 8" of cock meat were stuffed into his son's mouth and down his throat. In some positions that much cock might choke the kid, but his father had taught him the skill of laying face up and head back and letting men slide their cocks completely out of sight. Bob learned it by force as a high school freshman when five seniors laid him on a bench in the locker room and each fucked his young, but willing mouth and throat. "You giving my son's mouth a real hard fuck?" he asked his old friend from across the room. As Bob quickly covered the distance between them, Brian replied, "You know I am buddy. Your boy has the sweetest mouth in the county. There ain't another kid, male or female, who suck and swallow dick like him." He may have had more to say, but Bob came up behind him and turned his face so they could share a deep hard kiss. Bob slid a hand down the deputy's strong back and grabbed a good fistful of his muscular ass. There was more than enough sweat to moisten two fingers and slide them into the often-fucked hole hidden in the deep crevice. Brian, moaning with pleasure from the quick invasion, broke the kiss and said, "Yeah buddy, I'm fucking his little mouth and throat real good. How about you doing the same to my ass!" Bob bit at Brian's earlobe and replied, "Oh, you know I'll fuck this hard ass real good, but not quite yet. First, I'll have me a quick taste." With that, he withdrew the two fingers and slid them into his mouth not six inches from Brian's face. "MMM! You always have had the best tasting ass around." Syd watched the two old friends make out as he continued to fuck Bob's son's ass. The sheriff's cock was not nearly as long as Brian's, but it more than made up for the reduced length. He and many of those he fucked swore he had the fattest cock in this part of the state. It was a little over six inches long, but was nearly nine inches around. The cute teen was taking every inch in long, firm strokes. Even if his mouth had not been stuffed with a hard dick, he would not have been crying out in pain. All three men knew that it was all but certain Ryan would be begging for more cock and harder and deeper strokes. At nineteen, Ryan had years experience as a pussy for well-hung boys and lately men as well. He could take the biggest cock in the county and still beg for more. His dad had recently started shaving his adolescent ass and legs so they would always be as smooth as had been a few years ago. Ryan never complained about getting fucked. Sure, the first time had hurt, but even that experience had become pleasurable as his ass loosened up and accepted his dad's manhood. Ryan had already been a pretty good cocksucker even before he'd been getting fucked. In the years since, the lad had regularly practiced taking cock from both ends. When men asked which he liked better, Ryan would honestly answer that he wasn't sure. Some days he had an unquenchable thirst for cum and the feel of a cock in his mouth and on others he felt hollow and empty without a cock up his pussy. The only days he knew for sure which he wanted were when the fuck-itch would hit him and he had to have his deep insides scratched! Bob broke his kiss with Brian and stepped nearer to the sheriff. He and Syd exchanged a hearty handshake and greeting. Bob's eyes fell to his son's slender, hairless body and he saw the pool of cum on the boy's stomach and chest. He estimated there must be at least two if not three loads of cum cooling on his son's body. "How long have you guys been fucking my boy?" Bob asked. "It's only been about half an hour," responded Syd. "Hell, Brian's only shot one load in his cocksucker's mouth and I haven't even cum once in his tight pussy. Why do you ask?" "Oh, I just saw the pools of cum by his miniature prick and was wondering if it was two loads or three," said Bob. "Two," answered the deputy, his groin again pressed hard against Ryan's lips. "The first was a big one and the second was nice, too. I guess you didn't find anybody to fuck you at school today and came home with a full load in those teen balls of yours?" Brian directed his question to the boy knowing he could not possibly answer in words. Ryan groaned almost inaudibly. The men watched as his untouched cock began to twitch. It was clear he was about to cum for a third time, but his dad had other plans. One hand quickly grasped his son's cock and the other flicked one finger painfully against the tender piss hole once and then twice. Ryan's body jerked and his stuffed mouth tried to scream, but it was no use. Bob repeated the torture of his son two more times before the need to cum passed and the small cock shriveled into its almost nonexistent limp form. Bob played with his son's tiny cock with mixed curiosity and disgust. The cause for his disgust was obvious. At ninetten, when he should be becoming a man and showing some muscular development, his pussy of a son still sported the cock of a little boy. He corrected himself and thought that wasn't exactly correct. Ryan's eighteen year-old brother's cock was almost four inches longer and two and half inches thicker. How could his nineteen-year-old son have a cock that measured barely 3.5" when hard? Bob knew it must the contaminated genes of his ex-wife's family. At the same age, he had sported almost eight inches of pussy pleasing meat. He, like his son, was already a cocksucker at that age, but all his fucking had been with girls. It was not until his 21st birthday that he had first fucked a boy or had his ass fucked. It had been a special treat from his best friend's dad. The man fucked both boys and then watched Bob fuck his willing buddy. Bob placed a hand on Syd's meaty buttocks and slid it into the deep crease. He attempted to finger the man's ass but it was clenched tightly shut. "Sorry, man," the sheriff said. "I don't want to cum yet and your fingers would make me do just that." "No problem," the father of the boy the man was fucking said. "How about giving me a taste of this instead." Bob's hand managed to grab Syd's cock on an outward stroke. "Sure, man. I just love watching a dad lick his son's ass juices off my big fat fuck-stick." He stepped back a pace and his cock audibly popped out of Ryan's ass. The eighteen year-old cunt hole did not close and the two men got a good look at the exposed red interior. Bob knelt and took just the head of Syd's cock in his mouth. His taste buds exploded with the array of flavors. He pressed forward and managed to get half the fat monster into his mouth. He nursed the thick shaft for a while before letting it escape his mouth. He then used his tongue to gather the ass juices and other heady flavors from the rest of the sheriff's cock. At some point Brian removed his cock from the boy's throat because Bob heard his son plead, "Aw, c'mon, dad. Let him put it back in me. I need a fuck real bad and besides, you can suck it after he shoots. I know how much you like the taste of my pussy with a coating of cum." The father could not disagree with his son's logic. He stood up and used his left hand to guide the sheriff's cock back to his son's almost closed-up pussy. Bob placed the fat tip at the opening and watched it spread wide and ready itself for more fucking. Sheriff Hadley grunted and in one smooth stroke returned his cock to the boy's pussy. Bob leaned over and licked the pool of cum from his son's body. Warm or cool he could think of almost nothing that tasted so good. Seeing that Ryan's cock was once again fully erect and seemingly ready to fire another load, he took just the head between his teeth and bit hard. Ryan's body jerked and he tried to scream through a stuffed throat and mouth, but no sound came out. His father had learned long ago that his son reacted strangely to pain. When it was his tiny cock being abused the boy reacted like most others. He'd lose his erection if he had one and the imminent desire to cum. However, he still claimed to feel pleasure at some deeper point in his body. If the pain was administered to other parts of his young anatomy, Ryan's senses directed it straight to his cock as pleasure. Bob first learned this when he gave his son a spanking for his sixth birthday and found the six semi-playful slaps resulted in a tiny 1.5" erection. Further trials over the ensuing years found nearly every type of pain inflicted to any portion of his body had the same effect. The most sensitive areas, not surprisingly, were his little boy ass cheeks and tits. The later could no longer be described as "little boy tits" because of years of treatment from snakebite suction cups and various clips and clamps, often with weights attached. The now puffed out and elongated nipples looked more like a teenaged girl's 'puffies,' but they were attached to the perfectly flat chest of a slender young boy. Bob stood up and again eyed the hot scene of his son being fucked from both ends by the two lawmen. He pinched the sheriff's meaty tits – the man had developed his over nearly twenty years of dedicated work – and then kissed the deputy. "By the way, are Jason, Tyler and PJ in the house with Mark?" he asked, inquiring about the three bike owners and his younger son. "Yeah, they got here about twenty minutes ago. We already had Ryan up and the sling and were fucking him good, so they said they'd just go and have some fun with Mark," said Syd. "They each took a couple stabs at Brian's ass though before they left. So I guess that was less than fifteen minutes before you got here." "Thanks guys. I think I know where to find them." Bob did indeed have a pretty good idea about where the three teenagers and his eighteen year-old would be. Mark was, if anything, the hottest and nastiest of the Maloney males. His age and size meant he had trouble taking deep the huge cocks and other toys his dad and older brother sometimes experienced. However, he more than made up for size in sheer numbers. Bob had no doubt that in the last two years his youngest son had been fucked almost as often as his older brother and dad combined. He was, with the exception of Ryan's pain fetish, the kinkiest of the trio. Bob entered the main portion of the house and then turned right. Down one flight of stairs was the partially finished basement. The part that was finished was a large, brightly lit open corner. White tiles on both walls and the floor reflected the shine from a pair of bright lights that doubled as heat lamps. There was a single showerhead on one wall. The entire floor was slanted slightly to drain all water to a 5' circle that was six inches deeper that the rest of the area and had a closable drain in its center. Visitors were told the area was a convenient place for two young boys and their friends to clean up and not track dirt or mud through the house. The room's primary purpose was as a water sports playground and its most frequent user was little Mark. The boys were eight and five the first time Bob caught Ryan pissing on his little brother in the bathtub. He had naturally been angry and was about to punish the seemingly abusive older son when Mark cried though piss-coated lips, "Don't hurt him, dad. It's okay. I asked him to do it. I liked getting pee-pee on me." This afternoon two young teens stood near the center of the tiled area while another teen knelt between the legs of the boys. Jason and Tyler held their adolescent cocks and directed streams of piss onto the face and directly into the mouth of Mark. The boy was clearly trying to swallow as much of the yellow streams as possible while lying on his back, but his mouth looked more like an erupting piss volcano. At the same time, PJ fucked the boy's pussy. >From several feet away, Bob admired the four youths. Jason and Tyler could easily be brothers and indeed were cousins. Both had the blue- eyed, blond-haired boyish good looks that drove man and girls crazy. Their bodies were deeply tanned with only slightly paler areas where small swimming suits occasionally hid a portion of each boy. Being blondes, they had no noticeable body hair and Bob's very intimate oral inspections had found very little transparent peach fuzz. He wondered how long they would stay such perfect examples of boyish beauty. He hoped they would allow him to shave their legs and asses like he did Ryan's. He had already suggested shaving their young bushes, but both boys had refused. The price they paid for the refusal was not being allowed to come to the house for a week. A punishment that backfired on Bob because the pair found other places to fuck his sons and he did not have the chance to share in their bodies. Both boys claimed to have their cherries in tact and, when Bob asked his sons, Ryan and Mark confirmed that neither had ever fucked either boy. They said they had never seen the boys allow anyone else to fuck them, either. PJ, Sheriff Hadley, Deputy Welton and Bob had frequently tried to take the boys' cherries, but were always rebuked. Each, plus Mark and Ryan, had spent considerable time eating those smooth, tight, pink holes and Bob had even fingered each a couple times. The blonde beauties claimed to be basically straight and that fucking a pussy-boy like Jason or little Mark just made them even bigger studs. The three men had each pointed out how story did not explain all the time the pair spent sucking cock, a skill both had honed quite well. The cute blondes answered these charges the only way possible, with silence. PJ, the boy who was fucking young Mark, was a gorgeous mulatto. His black father was a structural engineer with the largest construction firm in town and his white mother was a teacher at the high school. She would be Ryan's biology teacher during the coming year. Bob knew the parents intimately. A dozen cars and nearly two-dozen guests at an early morning party in the couple's home prompted a complaint call to Syd. The call came from a pair of bigoted neighbors who made no attempt to conceal their hatred for the racially mixed couple. Upon his arrival that early morning, Syd indeed found a party in progress. However, every car was parked legally and there was no noise audible from the sidewalk. Knowing the nosy neighbors would be watching he approached the door. After a couple minutes, the hostess answered his knocking wearing a very skimpy robe. He looked over her shoulder and around the dimly lit room and saw a large number of partially dressed, and a few totally naked, people. Some were slow dancing and others were in varied intimate embraces. He quickly explained the reason for his visit and told the woman that there was no problem and to enjoy herself. She was pleasantly surprised at his tolerance and gave the sheriff a quick treat. She dropped the robed and displayed her well-toned form to his appreciative eye. When Syd learned PJ and Jason were fuck buddies, he told Bob about the party he had observed. He added that it was clear not all couplings were male and females. Indeed some of them were actually trios. Bob took it upon himself to make his introduction to the couple. He did so under the false guise of a father worried about his son and theirs engaging in homosexual activity. PJ's parents proved not only to be not concerned that their son was fucking and sucking with other boys, their biggest care was that Bob not be upset that his son had a racially mixed lover. When Bob explained his real reason for coming, a chance to meet a sexually attractive and intriguing couple, an immediate bond was formed. Before he left that evening, Bob had fucked both husband and wife. In turn, the handsome black man had fucked him. They repeated the experience several times and had even included their two sons. Bob loved to sit back and watch the woman strap on a 9" pink dildo and fuck her son while the man used his slightly smaller cock to fuck Ryan. He would move about the room to sample the assorted mouths and other holes with his cock and lips. Bob's one regret was that he could not attend the bi-sexual free-for-alls they hosted every other month. The couple said anything could and did happen, but the one rule was married couples only. Not even a man and woman who lived together would be allowed, and singles were strictly taboo. Bob noticed that while PJ had his entire 6" chocolate milk-colored cock buried in little Mark's ass, he was not actually fucking the boy. There was a look of peace and ease on the older boy's face. He wondered if PJ had just cum deep in his son's pussy. As he continued to watch, Mark's flat little belly began to swell like a woman rapidly going through the early stages of pregnancy. The man stepped forward and placed on strong hand on the dark-skinned youth's shoulder. The boy jerked slightly, but did not remove his cock or begin fucking. "Are you pissing in my son's pussy?" Bob asked in a nonchalant tone. "Yeah," the kid admitted in a flat voice like he was doing the most natural thing in the world. Then he added, "How'd you know?" Leaning over to give Mark's rounded tummy a soft pat he said, "My skinny son usually doesn't look like a pregnant girl in her sixth month." By now the two blondes had finished pissing on and in Mark. Jason had moved over the small boy in a "69" position. His body hid the kid's swollen belly. Tyler was next to Bob and began removing the man's clothes. He did not resist and the youngster quickly had him as naked as the four boys. Bob's cock was only partially erect, but Tyler's 'straight' lips and tongue quickly had him hard. Next to Ryan, Tyler was probably the best cocksucker of the bunch and Bob had to push him away to prevent cumming much too quickly. PJ was now fucking little Mark. His nearly man-sized prick was sliding smoothly in and out of the young boy's pussy. Once the broad head popped free and was accompanied by a quick squirt of piss. Tyler stepped behind PJ and held his hips steady just long enough to push his cock into the darker boy's ass. The pair then combined to fuck young Mark while Bob moved from Tyler to Jason and back to Tyler sampling their asses and prodding his tongue into their virgin cunts. PJ was the first to cum. The combined effect of Mark's tight, piss- filled pussy grasping his cock and Tyler's prick working his fuck chute pushed him over the limit. He groaned and jab-fucked Mark half a dozen times before the rigor left his body. His shoulders slumped and he fell or Jason's torso. Tyler was next. The nipping and grabbing his cock got from PJ as he came did the trick and he fired his supply of creamy boy juice into his friend's ass. When Tyler's cock slid free, Bob was there to claim the mixture of cum and ass juice. He thought PJ had the best tasting ass he had ever eaten and always strove to be first in line to suck a cock that had just fucked him. When Tyler's cock was mostly clean, the man switched his attention to the perfectly rounded cheeks of the black youth's ass. He kissed the smooth globes before prying them apart. His tongue quickly found the slightly opened hole and slid easily inside. The savory flavor of warm cum and steamy boy-cunt immediately met Bob's lips and tongue. He worked about and gathered as much of the tasty mixture as possible before standing up and kissing PJ. While he had been eating the youngster's ass, Jason had cum in Mark's mouth and added a creamy frosting to the bellyful of piss. Jason was now kneeling before the younger boy and the pair were kissing, their piss and cum soaked lips and tongues locked together. PJ's cock had softened and slid free of Mark's ass allowing a stream of the same mixture to burst free. Bob could see traces of cum mixed in with the piss that had not yet found its way down the drain. He quickly pushed his face into the pool and claimed several mouthfuls of the mixture. By now Bob was the only person in the room with a hard on. That fact quickly came to the boys' attention. Jason was the quickest, getting his left hand and lips on the target first. PJ, however, was slightly larger, a little stronger and far more determined. He pushed Jason away, rolled Bob onto his back and kept the other two boys at bay. When he had applied a thick coating of spit to the entire shaft, the dark youth moved over the man's body and sat his teen-boy cunt on the hard shaft. It slid smoothly into the freshly fucked hole until the boy's ass was pressed to the man's hard thighs. Bob loved fucking the firm, snug asses of young boys. He had since he too was that age and with few exceptions, none were as good as PJ. Not only was the kid's dark skin a definite turn on, but also his ass had the perfect shape of a young athletic god. The boy's pussy could also take a big cock like few others. Years of training from countless guys had turned the boy's cunt into a highly educated trench ready to treat any interested man. Other than Ryan and Mark, PJ was the only young boy Bob knew who could take Syd's extra wide fucker. PJ slid his entire body up and down the man's cock at a leisurely pace. Bob lay back and relished the pleasure and relaxed way it was being given. He his eyes closed, he felt a pair of warm stiff prods bump against his cheeks. Without opening his eyes, the man knew they must be the stiff pricks of Jason and Tyler. He parted his lips and let the pair take turns fucking his mouth. Occasionally, the cousins managed to get the heads of both cocks in his mouth at the same time. He wondered what Mark was up to until he heard PJ groan, "Oh, yeah. Suck my cock. Lick my balls some, too. Yeah, Mark, you've a got mouth. Swallow it all. Fuck your throat." Being the only one in the room who had not cum at least once, Bob's cock was the first to erupt. He thrust his hips upward adding to the depth and power of the fuck he and PJ were giving each other. When he came, his body jerked up hard and likely would have dislodged a less experience partner. PJ quickly regained his balance, pressed hard downward to get Bob another half inch deeper and accepted the man's love offering. Five jets of milky cum exploded deep into his body as he willed his insides to try and milk even more. PJ was the next to cum. When Bob's body eased under him, the teen relaxed and let the man's son take his load. This was his third cum in less than forty-five minutes and amounted to two small bursts and an equal amount that simply seeped into the boy's mouth. PJ, his lust sated and his body sapped of all strength fell backward onto Bob's body just as the other two boys came. Jason's cock was in the man's mouth and most of his cum found a home there as well. Tyler's cum sprayed in the open and landed on the side of Bob and PJ's faces. Feeling the wet splashes and knowing exactly what they were, PJ turned his face to the left licking the remainder of the boy's cum as it dribbled down the erect shaft. Mark, having completed cleaning the dark youth's cock, looked up and saw the cum- streaked faces. He quickly moved forward and claimed these traces of male cream as well. A few minutes later, the five bodies still lay in a heap on the tile floor. Jason lay somewhat away from the group. Mark lay atop Tyler's dozing form. Between the three boys, PJ lay with his back and ass pressed against Bob's body. The man's semi-erect cock was still in the youngster's pussy. Their rest was disturbed by the booming voice of Sheriff Hadley. "Well, what do we have here? I do believe it is a perverted pedophile and the four boys he just finished molesting. Correction, it seems he is still molesting one of them." "I don't believe you have any room to talk Syd," said Bob slowly sitting up. The movement was enough to adjust PJ's position and dislodge his cock from the boy. Syd and Brian watched a white stream of cum flow from the boy's open pussy. "As I recall, twenty minutes ago you and the good deputy were doing likewise to my son." "Twenty minutes? Hell, barely more than twenty seconds ago he still had two big man-sized cocks in his hot teen-boy body, and I bet he can still feel them!" "Anybody thirsty?" asked Brian. "I've got a load of piss built up that could drown a horse." Wordlessly and as if in a trance, Mark knelt in front of the handsome man and took Brian's flaccid five-inch cock into his mouth. He held it loosely, not sucking or using his tongue. Ready for the hot flood, the boy lifted his eyes until they met the deputy's. Brian relaxed the muscles holding back his piss and let his flow begin. The initial surge filled Mark's mouth and a little dribbled from his mouth. PJ started to move toward Mark. He liked piss almost as much as the eighteen year-old and hated to see even this little bit go to waste. A strong hand on his shoulder stopped him. Looking up, he saw Syd one hand on PJ's shoulder and the other holding his red, limp cock. As the dark youngster looked at the fat cock, a stream of dark yellow piss burst up and into his face. The man's hand pinched off the heady flow until PJ dropped to his knees and locked his lips around the cum, ass and piss flavored head. "Here it comes boy. I hope you are one very thirsty piss drinking faggot cause I got a big load stored up. I was going to piss it into that other teen-pussy, but he passed out on me." PJ opened his mouth briefly and mumbled around the man's cock. It sounded like, "Give it to me mister. I need your piss." Bob thought that was close to what the boy said or would have said had he been able. While he was still trying to decipher the youth's exact words, PJ's mouth was flooded with piss. His lips closed around the squirting tip and he, like his best friend's little brother, strained to swallow as much of the golden treasure as possible. For nearly a minute Deputy Welton and Sheriff Hadley filled and re- filled the boys' mouths. When PJ's or Mark's mouth would begin to overflow, the man pissing into that boy would stop or at least slow the pace of his stream. By the time they were finally finished giving the boys their twin treats, both men had the beginnings of new hard- ons. PJ and Mark kept up their oral service until the men were completely hard and continued until they had cum one last time. The boys turned to each other and kissed. Their small pointed tongues trading the creamy treat each had been offered. "Wow, those are two hot mouths. Bob you have to be the luckiest guy in the world. With a pair of hot cocksucking pussy-boys like yours around all day and this gorgeous little slut visiting regularly," Syd slid a hand down PJ's chest. He pinched and tugged a dark purple nipple and then let his hand slide down and around to squeeze his ass. "I think I would have fucked myself to death by now." "Yeah, man," agreed Brian. "Anytime you want a little extra help keeping their pussies happy, just give us a call." "Guys, you know you don't need an invitation. You're welcome anytime. Just drop on by or, hell you're the law, just arrest them and fuck their hot cunts in the squad car in one of the cells down at the station," said Bob. "Don't forget to offer their pussies to the other officers and any inmates, as well. "You've got a deal," agreed Syd. The three men shook hands and the two lawmen headed back to get their clothes and return to the station. Bob looked back at PJ and Mark and saw they were still ready for more action. PJ, despite being completely hard, was pissing in Mark's face. The youngster let the stream splash against his face. The liquid gold was soaking his hair and body. His dad leaned over and took the dark cock into his mouth and took a drink of the steamy piss. When PJ had emptied his bladder, he and Bob shared Mark's piss. They took long drinks. They let is splash against their faces. They played in the warm stream like little kids in the summer rain. When Mark finished, the three shared a pissed-spiced kiss and rubbed their wet bodies against each other. Bob suggested they step under the shower and rinse off the sharp smelling liquid, but both boys said they liked the smell, taste and feel of the piss drying on their young bodies. The nastiness of drinking and playing in so much hot piss had all three hard again. Bob decided to lead them back into the other room and see what Ryan and the others were up to. They found Ryan alone in the dimly lit room. Syd, Brian, Jason and Tyler had all dressed and left. Ryan was no longer in the sling, however. Chains attached to wrist cuffs now suspended him so even his straining toes were still an inch off the floor. His dad approached with an arm around each of the other boys and two fingers in each of their well-fucked pussies. Bob saw that either Jason and Tyler or Syd and Brian had left his son in quite a predicament. A butt plug, the man's quick inventory of the shelves told him it was hand-shaped and about the size of an average woman's fist, was secure in the boy's cunt. A parachute-style ball- stretcher was tightly grasped his young scrotum. Two heavy lead weights, two-pounders Bob estimated, were suspended from the stretcher. They drug the boy's balls down several inches below where they normally hung. A clear plastic tube, a 3/8" catheter, ran from somewhere deep in the boy's piss hole to his mouth. Finally, metal clips attached a chain to Ryan's stretched-out nipples. "Wow, dad! Look at Ryan! They really strung him up good. Would you do that to me, too." Bob looked down at his beautiful younger son and slid a third finger deep into his pussy. Then using only those digits and the palm of his hand cupping the lad's ass he lifted him four feet into the air. Mark squealed with glee as he shot through the air, his pussy stretched by the thick invaders. Bob set him down directly below another set of chains and lowered them until he could secure the leather cuffs to the boy's slender wrists. PJ, reluctantly leaving Bob's side because it meant the man's fingers would leave his ass, stepped over to a switch. A nearly silent motor retracted the chains until Mark swung by his wrists a foot and a half above the floor. The dusky youth walked back to where Bob stood between his suspended sons. They whispered as if they were making secret plans for the young boy. As was intended, Mark could hear much of what was said and his cock leapt back to life. PJ went to one shelf and came back with a leather gag that extended around Mark's face and buckled in place. It also had a realistic six-inch dildo that filled his mouth and throat. Bob picked up one of his favorite toys and with a wicked smile showed it to his helpless son saying, "Today's the day you take all three." The three he referred to were a golf ball, a blue rubber ball that was about the size of a tennis ball and baseball. A friend of Bob's had drilled holes through all three. A nylon rope connected them and knots in the rope held the balls in place. The man had used the unique device on his son's pussy twice, but neither time was the boy able to take anymore than just the baseball, if it went in first, or just the two smaller orbs if the golf ball went up his cunt first. However, neither time before had the lad's cunt been so thoroughly fucked in preparation. Bob considered using his fist to further prepare his son, but decided his and PJ's cocks should be enough. "Which do you want first?" asked Bob, temporarily removing the gag from his son's mouth. As he did, PJ attached a ball-stretcher to Mark's nuts that was similar to and only slightly smaller than the one torturing his brother. Just as Mark was about to answer, PJ clipped on a 12 oz. weight and let it drop four inches. The boy's answer quickly became a squeal of pain. "AAAAWWWWW!" he groaned. Then, when the pain had subsided and the pleasure had begun, Mark said in an almost dreamy voice, "Put the baseball in first dad. I want it to stretch me real good and plow a lane for the others." Bob did as his son requested. Replacing the cock-gag, he coated the largest ball with lubricant and pressed it against Mark's pussy. The ball was almost half the size of each of the boy's ass cheeks. Bob pressed hard, relaxed his pressure as his son cried out in pain and pressed again. This time he rotated the ball and then pulled it away a second time. On the second try, he had gotten within millimeters of having the widest part of it up his son's cunt. He knew he could have pushed just a bit harder and had the task complete, but he had two other objectives as well. For one, he loved looking into the gaping maw that was his son's empty pussy after it had been so thoroughly stretched. He could see the pink and red inner membranes that would hold a cock in such warm softness. Second, he liked the extra pain caused by rotating the ball's raised seams. He had opened ten different boxes at the store until he found this one and had selected it for this feature. Mark admitted that he also loved the burning sensation caused by the bright red stitching. On the third try the ball popped into Mark's cunt with surprising ease. The combination of the earlier stretching and his dad's decision to push a little harder had the job accomplished quickly. Bob grabbed the end of the rope and began to tease his son's hole. He pulled on the rope just a little and watched as the entire area between his legs distended. The tugs weren't enough to expose the ball, however. That was the purpose of the next several tugs. Each time, more and more of the ball was forcefully extracted from Mark's cunt. PJ was certain that another fraction of an inch and it would pop free. Bob made sure that did not happen. After tormenting his son by pulling on the ball, he gave him a rest before beginning to work it deeper. He turned to PJ and told him to get one of the glass rods. The older youth smiled wickedly knowing what the man had in mind. He brought him an eight-inch long clear glass rod that was about the size of Ryan's catheter. That observation brought the older boy back to mind and Bob took a minute to inspect him. Going over to his older son, he slapped the boy's stuffed ass sharply. A pink glow developed and he caressed the fiery flesh. Then using two fingers to grasp his son's sorry excuse for a cock and, pinching it so hard he could feel the catheter, he said, "I cannot believe that my son. The fruit of my loins, the progeny of this cock," he gripped his big dick and shook it at Ryan, "could have such a puny disgusting excuse for a prick." He pinched the tiny head between thumb and index finger nails. When Ryan cried in pain, the plastic tube came free and his father's mouth pressed against his. Their kiss was deep and hard and tasted of boy-piss, the catheter having done its job. Bob broke the kiss and with a secret smile to let Ryan know how much he truly was loved said, "Now back to my real son. The one who's going to have a real cock not just an overgrown clit." He his attention went back to Mark and PJ. The first thing he noticed was the glass rod. Less than two inches of the clear glass was visible where it extended from Mark's piss hole. Bob didn't have to be a math whiz to know four inches of the rod ran the length of the boy's cock and that meant two more inches extended even deeper inside. The ever present hard on and the fresh tears attested to the implement's potential for pleasure and pain. Bob reached for the rubber ball and gave it a heavy coating of the white lubricant. He put it against Mark's ass and with no preamble forced it up his son's pussy. For a moment he thought the quick assault was going to fail, but then he sensed more than felt his son's insides give way. The ball popped in so fast it was almost as though Mark's cunt had sucked it out of his hand. The boy tried to scream, but little more than a muffled grunt escaped from around the penis gag. Mark would have instinctively tried to pull away from the invasion of his pussy if he could have done so. However, with his feet off the ground, the boy could not control what happened to his body. PJ and Bob watched as the second ball was drawn deeper into the boy's pussy. The stretched opening was finally allowed to close around the thin nylon rope. "Go get the nipple cups," the man said to PJ. "Get them nice and wet and then make them really pull Mark's nips. By this time next year they, like his cock, should be bigger and meatier than his brother's." PJ got the twin bulbs, wetted them first and then sucked the young boy's nipples until they were nice and hard. Two pumps worked and the tiny brown circles were being stretched outward and the even tinier nipples were filling with blood and other fluids. "Ready for the last ball?" Bob asked his tortured, but sexually thrilled son. The boy nodded and did his best to smile around the gag and cock that covered and filled his mouth. Bob didn't bother putting any of the lube on the last ball. There was so much grease in and around the boy's pussy it wouldn't matter. Besides, the challenge now was forcing the two big invaders already in his pussy deeper so there would be room for the much smaller third ball. Bob pulled on the exposed rope and drew the rubber ball partially from his son's pussy. He did this several times enjoying the look of the cunt as it stretched open and the way the boy sucked the ball back inside every time he let go. Next the man used two fingers to open his son and push the balls deeper inside. His efforts were met by immediate resistance the first several tries. On the six or seventh, he felt the slender boys frame shudder and instantly there was a two inch gap between the rubber ball and Mark's cunt lips. Wondering what had provided the sudden opening, Bob looked around to the front of Mark's body and saw that PJ held his son's cock head tightly between his teeth. The dark-skinned boy pulled back his kissable lips and clearly displayed the bright white teeth that dug cruelly into the boy's sex. PJ released his bite and gave Mark a chance to recover from the pain, before biting him again. This time Bob was ready and popped the last ball into his son's cunt. Again the lips closed slowly as the ball worked itself deeper into the child. Bob told PJ to release Mark's cock and to come look at his totally stuffed pussy. The teen could not believe all three of the balls were up the kid's cunt. He figured he could probably handle all three, but he was still surprised he could take all three balls. Bob was hard again and PJ took his cock into mouth and gently sucked on it. The man moved slowly about the room examining each of his captive sons. He made sure PJ could follow his movements without having to release his cock. Bob stopped to speak with his oldest son. Sliding the fist-shaped dildo in and out of his son's cunt, Bob said, "Ryan, I'm sorry that I barely had time to say 'Hi'. But then you were a little preoccupied when I got here weren't you? So how was school?" Ryan tried to answer without loosing the catheter. His dad volunteered to hold it. As the boy answered his father's questions, the man alternately blew air into and then sucked even more air out of the tube. "It, oh … ah, was okay dad. I only got fucked a couple times and one of those was by Miss Henderson and that foot-long dildo she likes to wear all day. She uses it on all her lesbian cheerleaders. I told Jason, Tyler and PJ to stop by so I could really get fucked. Syd stopped PJ to see if he wanted to get fucked and he told him about coming here. I guess Syd then radioed Brian. The three guys fucked me first and then they went looking for Mark. The sheriff and his deputy took over fucking my cunt. God, dad, they are really great fuckers!" "How you feeling now, son?" "Great. The fist is keeping everybody's cum deep in my hole. I just know it's going to flood out when you remove it." "I think I'll do that right over the salad I'm making with dinner." "Oh shit, dad. You are so nasty. I just wish we had somebody else to serve it too like the time PJ, Tyler, you and I shot three loads of cum each into that frosting for the little Mark's birthday. I bet those guys still don't know why it tasted so good!" "How are your balls holding up against these?" Bob asked as he gently jostled to two weights. "Ugh, good," the teen grunted. "And how deep is that catheter? I noticed it sure tastes like piss. You use it already?" "Yeah dad, I had to. I'm starting to like the taste, but not nearly like Mark or PJ. I don't know how far up it goes, but when you sucked on it I thought you were going to turn my bellybutton inside out." Father and son both laughed at that. The chuckles started the weights attached to Ryan's balls bouncing again. He groaned as his dad put the catheter back in his mouth. Bob reached one hand down and caressed PJ's face. He drew his hand and fingertips softly across the boy's smooth cheeks and then lovingly cupped his chin. Looking into the cocksucking youth's face he said, "You do that so well. I can almost believe that you're daddy started you the day you were brought home from the hospital." Moving back to Mark, Bob gave him a hard slap on his tiny ass. The man could feel the presence of the balls, as the little boy butt seemed to have more resistance than normal. He noted that his son's nipples were swollen to several times their normal size. The tiny balls were deep red and the skin above the stretcher was pale white. Without removing the gag, he asked, "And how is my well-hung stud doing this evening?" Mark waited a second for the rubber cock to be removed from his mouth. When it was not, he did his best to again smile and tell his dad how much fun he was having. Bob loved to sexual humiliate and tortured his sons and was thrilled that they enjoyed it just as much. His next load of cum was slowly building in response to his son's sexy predicaments and PJ's skillful cocksucking. He was just beginning to plan the next round of fun when the bell at the garage rang. Only a select few sex friends and fiends knew about the button hidden behind a placard with his and the boys' names. The bell sounded like an old buzzer as opposed to the more musical notes that came from the bell at the front door. He wondered which of his buddies was dropping by. Maybe Syd and Brian were back? The man again moved slowly across the room and into the garage making certain PJ's mouth never left his cock. He came to the extra large peephole and was pleasantly surprised to see it was his cocksucker's handsome father. He looked around quickly to see if anyone else was around before opening the door and exposing he and PJ. Bob did notice a large silver SUV in the drive with three or four men inside. He recognized it as the car PJ's mom usually drove so the men must be friends of the boy's dad. Swinging open the door, he greeted his visitor with a broad smile and a cheery greeting. The man started to step inside and reply when he realized his son was right there! "Well," he sighed, even before greeting Bob or his son, "that answers any questions about where my son is or if you've seen him." He was practically laughing by the time he finished the rushed sentence. Bob slowly closed the door. He didn't mind people seeing him naked or getting his cock sucked. He was just a little worried some passing prude my call some other cops than Brian and Syd and have him arrested for child molestation. "Good to see you pal. What's up?" he asked as they shook hands. "I think you distracted my son and he forgot about an appointment we have for tonight," he said, his eyes meeting PJ's. "Oh, shit!" the boy exclaimed as he released Bob's hard cock and realized what his dad was talking about. "Tonight's the night those men are in town from St. Louis and we're taking them to 'Strokers!'" Bob was surprised when the boy mentioned a notorious gay bar and male strip club about thirty miles away. How could PJ and his dad, or more precisely PJ, get into a place like that? The black man saw Bob's confused look and said, "They have three very special, very private secret rooms that can hold parties of three to ten men where anything goes. The only rules are no drugs, no outside alcohol and you have to hire at least one of their strippers for $250 an hour plus tips. After that, it's 'anything goes.'" "I thought you had to be 21 to get in there..." "Anything," reiterated the man. "As long as everybody consents and keeps the secret. I know a guy who threw his son's 'Coming of Age' party their complete with four of the boy's buddies, two of their dads and himself. Plus, they hired three of the strippers! Said it was the best $1000 he ever spent." "Wow!" was all Bob could say. "Let's get going, PJ. We already may be a little late and its costing my company $500 an hour for that 6'5" blonde stud and the cute little Asian guy you like so much! These men came to watch my boy dance and fuck with two pros and then to have the three of you service them." "Shit, dad," exclaimed PJ again. "I smell like piss, cum and sweat. Shouldn't I clean up first?" "No time, boy. Besides, these guys like their boy's reeking of sweat and cum and if they can't handle a little piss, fuck 'em." PJ quickly ran back into the private room and grabbed his jeans. He struggled to get them on over his damp and sticky body. As he did, his dad apologized to Bob for stealing his cocksucker, but the man told him not to worry that he had two others in the next room. PJ managed to get his semi-erect cock back into his pants, but didn't bother with the zipper or his shirt. The two men and the boy said their farewells. Bob watched the sexy kid climb into the back seat of the SUV. Even from a distance of thirty feet, he clearly saw at least one hand slide into the open fly of PJ's jeans. Bob closed the door and walked back into the playroom. He wondered which of his boy's deserved the load of cum PJ had so skillfully worked up. "I wonder," he thought aloud, "which of those two stuffed boy-cunts can stretch to handle old dad?" He gripped his hard cock and gave it a couple strokes. "Winner gets the creamy prize!"

5: THE DECISION I stood up, I walked over to my Uncle Clark and I sat down. He stared at me with a big grin on his face. Clark: "I was hoping that would be your answer." Joey: "I'm still real unsure of all of this." Clark: "I know it's probably weird for you, but I don't think you're so unsure of it." He made a motion towards my pants, which had a slight bulge growing inside of them. I laughed awkwardly. Joey: "So what do we do?" Clark: "You start by leaning over and kissing me." So I did. I leaned over and I started kissing my Uncle. Light pecks at first, but it soon turned into some slight making out. He put a hand around my waist and whispered to me. Clark -whispering-: "Why don't you kneel in front of me?" Joey: "Al-alright." I stood up and I knelt down in front of him. I looked up towards him and he was just looming over me, the bulge in his shorts getting increasingly bigger. Clark: "Go for it whenever you're ready." He leaned back, rubbed his crotch and then waited for me to do something. I stared at it for a small second and then I started rubbing it for him over his shorts. He was groaning and I started to unzip his pants. I kinda moved slow as payback for me being in the predicament in the first place, but I wanted to do it this time. I rubbed it a bit more and then I pulled down his briefs, revealing his 8 incher. I grasped it with my hand and looked at it for a second. Clark: "I want you to want it this time." I did and so I just sank down on it. When I got down to the base I just held it there for a second and closed my eyes, captivated by the feeling of his warm cock down my throat. Then I started to move up and down with both my hand and my mouth. Every so often he would put his hand on the back of my head and say something encouraging, like Clark: "Good boy." or "Just like that." It felt like some good minutes passed when he took my head in his hand and told me we were switching positions. He moved me so that my back was leaning against the couch and he stood over me. He aimed his dick at my mouth, grabbed my head and pushed it in to the base. Clark: "Oh god Joey, your mouth is so damn good." I was hesitant for a second, but I smiled, looked at him and took the opportunity to say, Joey: "Whose mouth?" He just smiled back and shoved it back into me. Clark: "I'll show you whose mouth this belongs to. I'll be claiming it tonight as mine." His dick was back in my mouth and this time he didn't allow it to leave for awhile. He just kept bobbing it in and out of my mouth. Clark: "Yeah, just like my good little bitch. Ready to switch again?" Without waiting for my answer, he moved me. He laid on his back and put me on top of him, in the 69 position. Clark: "Keep working my shaft boy." I listened to him, expecting him to do the same thing to me. Instead he moved my legs down to his shoulders in a squatting position and started rimming my hole again. I loved the way this felt and so I just held his cock in my mouth without moving, letting him lick and spit in my hole. Clark: "Taking a break?" Joey -moaning-: "No, just enjoying it." He smacked my ass and gave it a little squeeze. Clark: "Hell yeah you are faggot. Quit with the fucking break and keep sucking that dick. Oh god your hole is still the most pure one I've seen." He dug his face back into it while I stroked his cock with my mouth. A little bit more of this and he moved our position again back to the first one. Except this time I was leaning over him from the side so he could finger my ass while I sucked him off. Clark: "Good boy, yeah arch your back just like that so I can get in there." Joey: "Like this Uncle Clark?" Clark: "Yeah boy, just like that." He squeezed and smacked my ass some more. He started to shift a bit, and moan even more. With his left hand fingering my once virgin hole. He started using his right hand to bob my head up and down. At first it was slow, but he started to pick up the pace. Clark: "Oh yeah faggot, I'm close to claiming that second hole of yours." Holding me firmly in place with his left fingers, he left it up to me to suck his cock clean. I didn't relent and kept sucking on it. Slowly, then fast, then slowly again until he told me he was ready. Clark: "Fu-fuuuck! Here it comes, keep your head on that cock boy. Take it all!" He squirted string after string of cum into my mouth with his fingers still in my ass. I was moaning with ecstasy with his dick still in my mouth. Clark: "Fuck! Keep it there boy. Lick it clean!" As I've been doing, I listened. Clark: "Swallow it." He saw me take a gulp. He let me come off his cock. Clark: "My hole now son." He smiled and I smiled back. Joey: "Was that it for tonight?" Clark -laughing-: "I've known you were a cock fag since you were 14. Glad you've finally broken out of your shell. Hell no it's not it for tonight." He pointed to his dick, which was still rock hard. Clark: "Got any ideas?" __________________________________________________________________ Note from Mister23: Hope you enjoy! Still not done with it, but I have a party to get to soon.

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”……

Part Five As the night wore on the two studs fucked like rabbits when Paul’s phone rang. He told Cody, “It’s a text letting me know that some of my buds are on the way over. They should be here soon.” As they waited they each prepared a couple more points for themselves when Paul’s friends arrived. Paul also pulled out some more Viagra for them to take before their slams. Cody was still semi-hard as he took his Viagra and waited for their guests to arrive. When Paul’s friends arrived Cody was introduced but was not going to recall all their names. They ranged in age from his 18 to the oldest guy at 50. All were in pretty good shape and were ready for some heavy duty partying. After introductions Paul announced that, “This gathering is in Cody’s honor since he just became poz a few weeks back, probably had just pozzed his first neg ass and was a state wrestling champ. Cody had his choice of position.” Cody told Paul “I would love to get fucked.” Cody was then asked, “Where would you like to be fuck?” Cody said, “The sling looks good to me” as Cody hopped in with his point in hand. Once he was situated he waited for the others to get naked while he and Paul were ready to slam. Paul’s friends were naked and prepping their points while Paul and Cody patiently waited. Once all were ready they joined Paul and Cody as tourniquets were applied. Cody found a prominent vein and stuck his point in while he heard coughing come from Paul’s friends. He registered the familiar flash of blood and emptied his slam into his arm. Paul kissed him as Cody removed his tourniquet and felt the strong slam he had prepared. He coughed out a couple times as the rush took hold of his jock body. While Cody lay in the sling feeling his rush one of Paul’s friends got between his legs and began to rim his cum filled ass. While Cody felt the wet tongue probing his hole another one of Paul’s friends approached Cody’s head and offered the jock his cock to suck. All around them there was action going on. The other 18 year old kid was on the fuck bench get his hole worked over by Paul. Paul was working his fingers inside the boys hole as it easily opened up. The boy was being fed ethyl chloride spray as his hole was being worked open. Cody watched as the boy was given a strong dose and forced to breathe it in longer than expected that allowed Paul’s Fist to disappear inside the boy’s hole. When the boy came around he began to moan as Paul flexed his fingers inside his hole. Cody asked, “What are they giving him there?” Cody was told, “He’s being given poppers and ethyl chloride.” Cody asked, “Why is he doing those?” Cody was told, “It helps relaxes you and enhances the high.” Cody asked, “Can I have some poppers and ethyl chloride?” While Cody lay there getting his hole rimmed he was given poppers and ethyl chloride spray while the guest who was rimming his hole positioned to fuck him. With the poppers and ethyl chloride working on him he never felt the cock push inside him. He looked up to see a handsome stud fucking him. As he looked up to the guy inside him the guy fucking him leaned in and they kissed. Cody spent the next 8 hours in the sling as more of Paul’s friends came and some left. Cody had so much cum dripping from his hole that Paul was able to suck a good amount from Cody’s ass and feed him a mix of the cum he had been bred with before they shared a cummy kiss. As the sun reached high in the sky Saturday Cody needed a break from the sling. Most of Paul’s friends had left by this time leaving only the 18 year old who got fisted that night. Cody got out of the sling and the two 18 year olds climbed in the shower to refresh themselves.

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