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Part 1 ~ Master's ad! I had just turned 22, and had just finished Uni, and I decided I had earned a well deserved year out to explore life. And I knew what I wanted to do with my first summer of freedom. As a natural submissive obedient sub with no experience I desired to explore my deep need, to SERVE my superior. Plus I desired my deep need to fully liberate my inner pig by becoming HIV+. I thought about the latter long and hard, and I fucking really craved it! I had read enough and spoken with enough guys online during the past few years to develop a deep unspoken understanding of who I was in regards to being a sub and my chosen path of sexual liberation. After trawling various apps/sites for a month or so, with a few remote possibilities, a profile suddenly just jumped out at me. It literally made my cunt twitch the entire time I was reading it. It said; *Body building, Leather Master with Moustache, 47 years old, requires a live in sub, 30 or under, with athletic to muscular build. You will be officially interviewed. If Sir decides you fit his criteria, and we reach the stage of coming to a formal verbal agreement, you will sign a declaration pertaining to the content of any initial discussions. You will at ALL times completely submit and be obedient towards your New Master, meeting all his needs and desires. Sir has been HIV+ for 11 years, and has never taken any medication. Your status does not matter to me. However, as your new Master I will now clearly state that I NEVER use condoms, and I NEVER pull out when ejaculating. So, depending on your status you will either be frequently recharged by Sir, or simply be converted!* Just by reading the word 'converted' made me automatically stand up, strip naked, sit back down on my computer chair, and probe my cunt, as I continued to read the rest of Master's ad! *Instructions ~ You will; - Only speak when you are spoken to, (unless you are seeking Master's permission). - Undertake all domestic duties on a daily basis. - Be in permanent chastity. - Always wear your collar. - Except from your chastity, collar, and footwear, you will always remain completely nude in Master's home. - Douche daily. - Always sleep in your designated cage (You may only sleep with Master at his discretion) - Eat all food provided from your dog bowl (Dinner time this will be at Master's feet) - Always 'THANK' your Master for any food, cuddles, kisses, cum, spit, piss, etc, that he provides. - Always ask permission for anything you want or need. - Always ask permission if you want a Friend to visit. - Accept anything Master throws your way. Finally, prior to the first time I ejaculate inside of you, you will refer to me as Sir. After this event you will then always refer to me as Master. Serious applicants only! Contact Sir with an appropriate message. Top tip; Think of what you say as a pre-interview. An opportunity to get Sir's attention. Master* FUCK! His profile, including his photos, made me feel completely inferior, which turned me on even more. I went and took a cold shower to calm down, then, sent Sir a message; 'Dear Handsome Sir, I would like to apply to be your live in sub. I am 22 with no experience, but I have known for years it is my duty to SERVE my superior. I will with the utmost gratitude accept and execute as your inferior pig, your instructions you have clearly outlined. I have just graduated from Uni, and have decided to take a year out. I have to admit, when I read the word 'converted' I stripped naked and probed my cunt as I read the rest of your ad. Afterwards I took a cold shower, as I want to prove my willingness to SERVE you, thus, I lose my entitlement to cum. For a few years now I have explored the prospect of liberating my inner pig by becoming HIV+. I have given this much time and thought, and, it is what I need. I crave it, Sir. I patiently await your response, Sir. Yours, sub. I noticed he had opened my message within a few minutes of me sending it. After two days, still no reply. I kept on looking at his profile, reading it over and over. Looking at his pics. And longing for Sir to contact me, to interview me. To accept me as his live in sub. Then, on day 3, a message pops up; *Morning boy. You have successfully passed Sir's first test. That being not messaging him again after your first message. A true sub will always remain patient! Your interview is tomorrow at 11am sharp. Send me your email so I can send you details on how to get here. Upon your arrival, I will let you in, and take you to my office (I work from home). Once in my office you will strip naked, stand in front of Sir's desk, keep your hands behind your back, keep eye contact with Sir at all times, and remain silent unless you are spoken to*

Part 12; Remember my Friend Dan, who I spoke to on the phone earlier in the story? It was now three weeks after my FUN with the pup, and tonight Dan & I had planned to go for a few drinks, to catch up. I arrived, and saw him sat at the back. His presence from across the bar did not seem as strong as usual. I saw he was low on his pint, and motioned if he wanted another. Affirmative! I got a few pints in, and sat with my dear Friend. - Hey Dan buddy. You are looking very tired my Friend - Hey Alan. Yeah. The clinic called me in unexpectedly a few days ago, to follow up on my bloods from the other week. They want me to go back onto Meds! - Oh yeah, what's happening - Well, my viral load has risen sharply from 163k to 672k. My CD4 has dropped from 206 to 97. - I hope you are going to take their advice - Yeah. I am. I have been given a new regime. Yet to start them. Got a box of em here in my bag. - I'd start them tomorrow then. I hope you managed to finally get the Gonnorhoea sorted? - No. I keep forgetting to mention it. Had it for a few months now - I know you have. We spoke more about his health, other stuff, and of course, my pup, who over the last three weeks has been completely silent. I told Dan about the entire event. We agreed that he had probably gone the PEP route. Especially as I could see he was frequently on his Messenger. After more drinks, and more chat, my own Messenger made my phone ping ... It was the pup! - It's the pup I was telling you about Dan. He knows only to contact me if he has the flu. We both gave each other a depraved smirk - Chat to him Alan mate. I am off for a razor-blade piss Several minutes later Dan came back, and I showed him the chat the pup and I just had; - Master, are you there, I need to speak to you, please. Please Master - Hello boy. What do you want? - You told me to contact you if I became unwell. And I have. I feel DREADFUL - What are your symptoms? - For a few days now terrible night sweats, temperature, sore throat, and aching all over - Did you not go to the clinic? - No Master. After I left yours, I got home, and felt around my battered cunt. I got so turned on I started fingering myself, and eating your cum. - OK - Then I ended up sat on one of my Dildos and rocked back and forth on it, as I looked at the clinic details you wrote down for me. I eventually came without even touching myself. I fully realised then that I wanted to accept my destiny, and that deep down I really want this - Right this moment you are being invaded by Master's highly charged toxic DNA. I want you at my House in two hours boy. Like the other week, you will let yourself in to the porch, and like last time you will kneel, with your eyes kept firmly shut. However, this time you will face away from the front door, and remain dressed - Yes Master. I will be there. I will obey you. But, please no sex, just cuddles and rest. After Dan had read the transcript, we looked at one another, and gave each other yet another depraved smirk ... - Fuck Dan, let's go and fuck this cunt up - Alan, you read my mind mate. Pleased I haven't started my new Meds yet. Dan laughed arrogantly. We downed our drinks, and was at my home within 45 Minutes! Plenty of time to get ready for the pup's arrival. We got our required supplies into the playroom, and dressed in our respective attire. I was back to being naked except for my Leather knee length police Boots and Leather military cap. Dan was also naked, except for a Leather executioner hood, with his Solovair 20 hole steel cap Boots. I went on the computer, and changed the headline on a few of my profiles, now reading; 'High Viral poz tops needed for converting twink' Any replies that came through during the evening, I messaged back giving further details from our end, and gave my private email, requesting interested parties email me with up to date detailed accounts of their sexual health, and anything else they care to add .... The entry phone rang ... - Our special delivery has arrived Dan. I'll be a while I left him massaging his perineum so his Gonnorhoea would flow, and was collecting it in a small glass. I knew what he was up to! Indeed, it was the boy. My pup had come to complete the next phase of his training! I buzzed him in. I went to the porch, and there he was, as instructed, kneeling, facing me, eyes shut. The sweat was pouring down his face. I ordered him to open his eyes, as I towered above him; Naked, fully erect, and wearing just my Leather military cap and Police Boots. His eyes were glazed. I started to stroke my toxic weapon ... - Fuck YEAH boy. You are back. You just cannot keep away! Your Master has got some special treats for you. And you had better be grateful and thank me as often as possible - Oh God Master. I can see you are horny. PLEASE ... PLEASE, no sex, just cuddles, rest, and someone to talk with I let what he just said go right over my head, and I pulled him onto his feet, and stripped him naked. His entire body glistened with beads of conversion sweat with his chest and belly also sporting a rash. I started to pull at his nipples ... - Fuck boy, that is one sexy rash - Wha'? That wasn't there earlier I pulled his burning fever hot body tight into my cool tight Daddy torso, and placed one arm around his back tightly, with the other hand gripping onto one of his pert ASS cheeks, squeezing it. I leaned towards his ear, and in a low tone, I said ... - You have Master's DNA inside you boy, replicating at a very fast rate. You're becoming HIV+ boy. Too late for PEP now. You are now Master's nasTy poz pig!

Part 44 　 My ass was getting so sore now. I had barely started taking loads a short time ago, then found out they were all HVL HIV loads, now lost count of how many and it was barely midnight now on Sat. night. I still had no idea what the hell I was doing, but couldn't seem to stop myself every time a cock was offered to me and knowing they were toxic as all get out. OMG what conflict was going through my mind. I was constantly telling myself to get the heck out of there and then a cock was offered and I just laid back and floated away on a cloud of pure lust. I roused myself a little and turned to look around the room and it was one big fuck fest. Only one guy at the moment, besides myself, was not fucking and it was Randy, the stripper, and he was walking towards me with his humongus hard cock swaying back and forth. My eyes were glued to it, watching it come closer and closer and despite what I had just been thinking, I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs. He crawled up on the couch with me, grabbed my legs and lifted them over his shoulders, pushed me further back until I was almost upside down and plunged his cock into my dripping ass pussy all the way in one thrust. I pushed back at him to try and get every single bit of his mammoth cock into me as possible. Then he proceeded to start jack hammering my hole hard and fast. He pile drove my ass like he was trying to ram clear through me and drive me through the couch to the floor. My sore ass was forgotten as he stroked my prostate with every stroke. My own cock was so hard I thought it would burst. He did me like that for a good half hour and then grunted hard and said here it comes. As his cock started to pulse and fill me with his toxic babies, my own cock exploded cum and I opened my mouth and drank in every drop. He ground his cock into me hard and was swiveling it around and around as his orgasm faded and left us both out of breath and completely satisfied.

Part 11; I'd just blown my highly charged dirty poz cum inside this nasty dog's toothbrush brushed bleeding cunt. Only earlier he had clearly stated he wanted and was ready for it, and now, doubt had set in. I was so turned on I stayed hard, and took the opportunity to continue fucking, and slowly push my angry DNA deeper. He started crying ... I laughed arrogantly, and spat in his face. - SHUT up, you stupid fucking cunt ... If you are 100% regretting what you told me you wanted, then you better get yourself to the clinic for some PEP. If you take that route, I don't wanna hear from you again! He continued crying. And I simply carried on fucking, whilst spitting on and slapping his face. I eventually took him out of the sling, put the blindfold and Fist Mitts back on, and walked him to the porch. I got his clothes that were still soaking in the bucket of his own piss. I gave them a good wring, and took them to their rightful owner. Now I took everything off of him; Fist Mitts, Blindfold, Collar, Leash. Kneeling down before me, naked, looking up at me with his vulnerable eyes. His trembling from yesterday kicked back in. I took his wet T-Shirt ... - Put this on ... You fucking cunt! - Yes Master His pissed sodden T Shirt clung to him as he trembled. He continued to look at me with his vulnerable gaze, on edge for my next command ... - You are gonna lick my nasty poz Dick clean boy, of your sweet neg cunt juice. Hands behind your back, and very slowly lick up and down my entire veiny poz shaft until I am completely satisfied with your work - Yes Master I towered above him, now back to wearing just two items; My Gas Mask, and, my German Army Boots. He whimpered as he worked over my nasty filthy toxic Dick. I put my hands behind my neck, and groaned as I looked towards the ceiling. FUCK, now I was ready to fuck the FAGGOT again. - Turn to face the front door, and get on all 4's, cunt. - Yes Master I knelt behind him, spread his legs, shoved in deep, and without hesitation began to power fuck him. His earlier tears were now replaced with groans of delight. - Fuck, your cunt is now so fucking sloppy. You fucking whore. I'm already close to shooting. You ready for another poz load boy? - Yes my Master. PLEASE give it to me. Charge me up with your nasty DNA. I slammed into him for a few more minutes, then started to squirt my filthy poison. I held deep as my perineum twitched, forcing my nasty bad seed to ejaculate from my throbbing fuck weapon! He started crying, again. I pulled out. - Now get dressed, and kneel as before - Yes Master *He said, through tears* I went off and left him a little while. I came back with handwritten contact details for the clinic. - Here is the number and address boy where you can get PEP. As said earlier, if you go down that route, I never want to hear from you again. If you don't, and you come down with a flu, then I want you to contact me immediately! - Yes Master - Now suck my Dick clean again. Nasty fucking whore! He once again did as he was told, licking me clean, dressed in pissed soaked clothes, clutching onto the clinic details. - Right. Now Fuck off. Stupid cunt! He looked at me, looking pretty broken. Dropped his head, dressed, and left. ********** Do I let this boy go and get PEP, and end this story right here, or, do we bring him to the depraved Dark side?

A married bi guy that I’ve hooked up before hit me up Sunday night. We’ve made it a semi regular thing now and he text me that his wife had left for a girl’s trip and wanted to see me. Since his second kid, his wife essentially stopped wanting to have sex and long story short, we’ve been hooking up since then. He’s in his late 30’s, works out regularly, has thick muscular legs and an 8 inch cock that curves up. I drove over to his place and we mixed some drinks and got in the pool. We made small talk and he shared about the issues in his marriage. After some of that, we started to make out and his hands slide down the back of swimsuit. He started to aggressively rubbing at my hole and squeezing my ass. It didn’t take long before our cocks were rubbing up against each other and I was moaning into his mouth as we made out and he finger fucked my hole. He led me out of the pool and pulled my swimsuit all the way off before shoving me onto one of the pool chairs. He didn’t waste any time and started spitting on my hole and finger fucking me again. He started asking me to beg for his cock and I did. Begging him to fuck me and to feel him inside me. I was nice a loose from my adventures a few days earlier and he was able to loosen me up with ease. He eat my hole for a solid 20 minutes before he went inside, came back with a bottle of lube and slide inside me. He told me he hadn’t cum in weeks and told me to brace for it. His gripe on my hips was so tight, I had bruises after. He pounded me hard that I felt like I was going to pass out. I thought he was about to cum and he pulled out and flipped me over on my back and started fucking me with my legs up over his shoulders. When he finally was ready to cum, he leaned forward and started to kiss me again and he slammed his last thrust into me before his cock started to shoot inside of me. He must have shot for minutes and I could feel his cock pulse inside my ass. It was one of the hottest breedings I’ve ever had. Pure lust plain and simple. When he pulled out, I sat up and took his cock back in my mouth, which caught him off guard. He started to get hard again and he took me back into the house. We made another drink in the kitchen and started to suck him again until he was ready to go for round two. He fucked me again on his kitchen table, pushing his first load deeper into my ass. I have never been in such lust as his pure aggression slammed into me over and over again. He started calling me his cheap whore and blew a second load inside me. At that point, I was spent and we showered off and climbed into bed. I hate staying the night but it felt right this time. I woke up early the next morning to the feeling of him pushing his hard cock into my hole again. There was still cum inside me and he pinned me down again and pumped a third load into my aching hole. I was so spent that I had to call out of work Monday and just sleep. We made plans to do it again tomorrow night.

Part 8 David could see Beni was about ready to craft after the jocks were done. He told Benji, “I think it’s time for you to crash. Go ahead and let yourself sleep. I’ll join you I a few minutes. I just want to start digitizing the video so I can edit it tomorrow.” David covered Benji with a sheet as he started to load an the video into the editing program. He knew it would take sometime for it all to load. He then joined Benji in bed as the two dozed off. Benji woke with a slightly clearer head recalling what he’d done at the party and, recently, with the 3 jocks. He was slightly panicked over letting so many men fuck him raw and cum in his ass. He knew that he was very careless letting that happen and that he couldn’t let it happen ever again. Then he felt that he wasn’t alone as a pair of arms reach out and grabbed him tight ass he heard David say, “Good morning babe.” Benji felt David’s hard cock against his side. Without knowing why, Benji turned his back towards his bed mate and backed his ass onto his bare cock. He knew it was risky, but he couldn’t deny himself or anyone who was going to fuck him the pleasure of his ass raw. A moan was heard from both Benji and the man who introduced him to do many pleasurable things over the past 2 days. David delivered a powerful fuck as they lay um their sides in his bed with Benji pushing his ass back match every stroke into his body. David made sure Benji enjoyed ever inch of his cock further cementing the kid’s need for cock and cum. The moans from the teen were unmistakably apparent to be from let pleasure. In Benji’s mind he was receiving pleasure from giving David his ass to fuck and breed. As if on instinct, Benji began to ask for David to bed him, give him his cum, even asked fit his gift as the fuck progressed. David began to wonder if the twink was stand to understand all that he had been really getting from all the cum he had received. When Benji said, “C'mon, give it to me. You know I want your cum. Breed me! Breed me!” sent David over the edge as he yelled out, “OH FUCK! TAKE MY DIRTY CUM! YOU ARE SUCH A CUM SLUT!” As the two laid there I David’s bed recovering from their fuck. David’s cock was still lodged inside Benji’s ass as the David let Benji know, “I think we both need a shower before I the you back to your car.” Benji reluctantly agreed as the two got to and headed to shower up. After drying off and getting dressed they had something to eat. As they sat at the table David explained a new “app” that was added to his phone, “I added the group’s app to your phone. You’ll need to set a password to access it where you will find the first name and phone number of every member of our group. Next to each member name there will be a symbol and each has a arterial meaning of the member’s generosity. A ‘$’ means the member shows his generosity in the form of cash, a ‘Gift Box’ means the member shows his generosity in the form of gifts and a ‘Airplane’ means the member shows his generosity by taking you in trips.” David then handed Benji the envelope containing the $135 John gave him Saturday telling him, “These are the tips you earned at the party except one from me.” David then gave the somewhat stunned teen a $50 dollar bill and added, “The members of the group want you to attend future parties.” Benji gave David a big hug and asked, “Can I make tips like this at future parties?” David was honest, “The tips you have always depend on who fucks you.” Benji nodded understanding what David was telling him. He then told the newbie about the promise me made to Arthur, “I want to remind you that you have a appointment with Arthur at how club, Manhole Underground this Wednesday after you get off school. He’ll be at the club around 2:30.” Benji vaguely remembered Arthur talking to him about a job, but what can an 18 year old do in a bar?

Part 2 - The Glitz and Glamour of Hollywood Jordan made the mistake of picking a fight with his partner after he caught him with his trousers down in their own apartment. Sage had been drinking and floored Jordan in one hit. Sage was a 34 year old muscled guy, six foot, and loved playing and pozzing unsuspecting guys. Jordan was no push over at five feet ten incredible muscle definition in his arms and body, his left arm blazoned with a tribal tattoo sleeve, the right also covered in a sleeve of tattoos. He was 30 with neatly trimmed dark beard and an immaculate styled hair cut, to say he was stunning to look at was very much an understatement. Sage and Jordan had been together for 2 years since he persuaded Jordan to do gay porn, he was in big demand by many of the studios, on the downside he was very tired of it but it paid the bills. After their first sexual encounter Sage had forced Jordan in to having bareback sex, he wanted to put his mark on Jordan so that he knew who he belonged to. That first fuck was where he held Jordan down on the bed and tore his arse up before pumping him full of his own highly toxic seed. Unlike Sage who only took medication if and when his viral load went way to high, Jordan tried prep to start with but the toxic seed had already taken hold, he was on treatment which was proving to be very effective. The sadness about it all was that Jordan thought all along that Sage was in love with him, when in reality he was a trophy of Sage's success. Had Jordan stayed in Boston near his family and worked in his father's DIY stores he would have had a different life. And here he was mostly held back by Sage who wanted to control him in everyway, many times he felt that Sage just wanted a fuck toy when he was bored. Jordan raised himself off the floor and went to the bathroom, he couldn't take much more of this and started thinking about an exit strategy and heading back east, but that involved turning over a new page in life. The one thing he had on his side was his father, after being married for 10 years his parents had divorced and his father moved in with another man. At the time Jordan didn't really know what to make of this until realising he himself was gay, and asked to live with his father. As a family unit his parents were still very close and they often socialised and had dinner together, albeit Jordan wasn't a fan of his mother's new husband he tolerated him as best he could. He waited for Sage to collapse through his drink and drug use then logged on an airline website and booked his ticket back home, he would leave once Sage had gone to work. The following morning Sage left the apartment and he started packing what clothes he had with him, scribbling a quick message to Sage he hoped he would be on the plane before he got to see it. The message was simple 'It is not working out between us, goodbye.'. He threw his bag over his shoulder, leaving the flat key by the note he took the bus to the airport. He hadn't even told the porn studio who he was under contract with as he had to make a clean start of it. At the airport he brought a new sim card with a new number, writing down the contacts he had to keep. He sent two text messages one to his mother and the other his father, explaining he was on his way home and would text them from a different number when he arrived. He called the mobile carrier and had the number wiped from the network and placed the new sim card in just as boarding was called. The plane lifted off the runway, he looked out of the window down at Santa Monica pier as the plane banked left over Huntington beach before LA disappeared under the clouds. Sage threw his phone against the wall in rage as the recorded message played back 'Sorry this number is not in use.', angry at how Jordan thought he could just walk away from him. No one does that to me he told himself, I own him and there will be consequences. It was mid evening when the plane finally landed at Logan airport, he was surprised to see his father and his partner waiting for him. He came over to Jordan and hugged him as his partner said that they figured he might need a ride and somewhere to stay. In the car Jordan spilled everything and how it had come to a head the previous evening. His father told him he needed a proper break away from everyone and everything, get his head together then he could come and work for him if he didn't have anything lined up. Jordan said he would take up his offer for a job, he sighed and agreed that a holiday would be just the thing as they pulled up to the house. His father's partner Andrew asked Jordan how he was really feeling, Jordan replied that he had to end it as much as he loved Sage he couldn't see the relationship going anywhere, he was becoming increasingly violent and difficult to live with. He wanted someone to actually be in love with him, he likened a relationship to Andrew and his father how were steady as rock and comfortable with each other. His father returned and handed Jordan a boarding pass for a flight to Barbados in the morning, telling him they would fly out in a weeks time to join him for a little break. Jordan hugged his father as he continued telling him he had booked him in to a room at the Salinger Beach Retreat. Jordan looked surprised and protested that the hotel was not cheap, his father laughed agreeing but he knew Jordan loved the hotel when they use to go there for family holidays. Jordan gave them both a hug and went off to bed, he slept uneasy but managed to grab a few hours before he had to get up. His father dropped him off back at the airport, checked-in he went to sit by the gate. Several hours later and one change of plane in Miami he stepped out of the aircraft door in to the steamy Bajan sunshine, immediately his heart lifted remembering all the times as a child he had felt the same way getting out of the aircraft. How little things change he thought collecting his bag from his carousel and heading out, there was the familiar hotel logo on the side of 3 black limos. Straight away he saw the driver holding a sign with his name on. Smiling he got in the limo and grabbed the cold water and took a swig, settling back he knew this would be a couple of weeks not having to worry about anything. At the reception desk of the hotel the clerk came round from behind the desk and escorted him to room in the Beach wing, pointing out some of the facilities and dining arrangements, they reached room 121 as the clerk opened the door to a beautifully appointed room. Jordan stood there for a moment before telling the clerk that they had refurbished the rooms since he was last here, the clerk smiled saying the owners like to keep things up to date and regularly refurbish the rooms, he left Jordan to get settled in his room overlooking the beach. He unpacked putting everything in the closet and draws before grabbing a t-shirt and shorts then headed out down towards the beach for a swim and snooze under the palm trees.

Back again - on another day I'll write how I became a bottom. Suffice to say that when this pig goes into heat it craves cocks, needs to be fucked, desperately wants to be bred, but is always afraid. Anyway, yesterday the pig came out. I posted on various sites, got hit up by multiple guys, but only one really came through. Turned out to be a 10" bbc. We messaged back and forth; I told him I hadn't been fucked in a long time and didn't want to not be able to take him and disappoint him. He said, "I never leave disappointed." Little did I know. His profile said he was pos; mine is neg. I told him, and he said "I'm undetectable. Chance of transmission is little." Well call me dumb, or horny, or whatever, but I'll believe. So we spoke on the phone and he came over. Turned out he was a little guy - maybe 5'2" tall at most, 110 pounds. But damn, if that cock of his didn't grow! He knew from my profiles that if he worked my tits and kept me poppered that would lead the way to my hole. When he started to try and mount I thought I wouldn't be able to take it. But I guess a pig in heat - even after way too long - is a really cock hungry pig. He worked his cock in and fucked me so good for 35 minutes. I asked him to take videos, told him that's a total turn-one to me, as is an audience, and he did. (Posted them today on xtube). He was very verbal - groaning like a mother fucker. Several times he sighed and slowed down. Finally as I was in hog heaven for the umpteenth time he stopped. When I asked if he was okay he said, "Fuck yeah, I bred you twice." Damn! How could I let that happen? But deep inside the pig in me was happy (and still hungry). I wanted more cocks but didn't follow up on it. Today I saw my doctor and began PEP, just in case. Next month I'll transfer to PrEP. Then I can really be the pig I've always wanted to be. Oink! Back room at Slammer in LA. Setting up my first bear breeding gathering like I've lusted about doing. Anyway, thanks for reading, please like or upvote me, and hang in there. Or, in me!

A super hot daddy hit me up on Grindr. Muscled arms and chest and massive thighs. Salt and pepper hair with a devilish smile. His pictures made me weak in the knees. When we went up the elevator he stuck his tongue in my mouth and his finger in my hole. I swear my knees turned to jelly, and I know I let out one of those slutty involuntary moans that bottoms make to telegraph to the top that they have complete and utter control. We went to his office, he locked the door and bent me over his desk. Fucked me with just spit. Fat daddy cock, the type that was thicker in the middle. I could only get halfway down with my mouth. He liked to grind me deep, and whenever he did, I moaned pretty loudly (I guess no one else was in the building?). I pulled off halfway to blow him, just to show him how slutty I was for his cock. At some point he said, "I want to cum in you," and then did just that. Could feel his hung daddy cock pulsing as he shot his load, which happens to be still in me. Fuck.

STORY-TIME: (only for those with more than 15 seconds to spare) I'm a 'reformed monogamist'; yes so it COULD have been possible, for me, maybe. However, part of my reason to stay monogamous (at the beginning) was 'the fear of catching something' especially when HIV was the big bad wolf... But reality was, even with my first BF of 9 years: while I was loyal and faithful, HE tried to hit up and even leave me and BE WITH my handsome best (non-sexual) friend. My best friend would have been a catch in West Hollywood, with his big cock and popular reputation. Not that my double-crossing BF then could have EVER tamed him or even had a chance in hell. There are simply too many hot new boys in town wanting that legendary Peter inside of them. (Bottom-line: eventually my BF and I split up. Ugly at first but now we are still friends, him still jealous and being a snippy bitch in Hollywood. And for good measure I hooked up with my best friend and took his popular champ-cock RAW and bragged about it to my rejected ex) My next BF after that too had a chip on his shoulder. A failed Hollywood wanna-be I followed him to the guts of the deep south, BIG MISTAKE! But BIG COCK, you know how it is! But once back on his home-turf where he was one of the most popular guys in town, he started acting like a rooster in charge of his hen... always accusing me of cheating while he planned 'business trips' with tricks from LA to meet him in Florida. Even caught him in the act as he boldly turned the situation around and viciously accused me of 'stalking me like a psycho'... (His father was a chronic womanizer who cheated on his mother with vigorous abandon, so you get the picture. I still like crazy Irish/Italians though. My ex and I became friends again later on) Which brings us to the larger picture: In 'traditional relationships' it is the man, the self-perceived 'alpha', who reserves the right of INFIDELITY for HIMSELF but IF she or the 'beta' does it - WATCH OUT - he/she/it better not dare. HE (the alpha, leading male) assumes HE can have a mistress (or in the gay world - tricks) but 'the lesser one' would be a whore, a tramp, one who has no right to question. Society and religion has spelled it out: "It is OK for the man to have so many wives, concubines, slave bitches and whatnot but SHE better not have BEEN WITH A MAN YET or she is going to get the ax... mind-frames from the bronze age, cobbled together righteousness like Henry VIII when he tired of a brood mare and wanted to trade up to the newer model... We all have basic mind-frames like that, as we slowly come to terms where we fit in as teenagers, gay or straight, possibly scripting PERFECT relationships, having expectations or accepting CONVENTIONALITY or discarding all that and go straight to being a gay tramp. My observation: in the gay world the popular ones get all the action, and the homely ones watch them jealously and call the successful hunters WHORES, SLUTS, TRAMPS and cock-block them from naive novices to the scene who eye the MAN-CANDY on the dance-floor with catty, bitter comments : "OH stay away from him. He gets around, I bet he has EVERY disease in the world!" I tried monogamy and that shit didn't work for me. It may work for some, in gay or straight relationships, but often it is all just a show for the outside world! My present effort at a relationship is a HYBRID SOLUTION: I was the former 'circuit boy' with an (undeserved/but eagerly accepted) slut reputation and he was the much younger nerdy-type who carried a 'secret'. The players in art school or the strippers in West Hollywood had pozzed him and he didn't know. He got deadly-sick while with me, fresh out of college, pretty bad! Almost killed him! Well and that's how I find out he preggered me. Well now I'm part of the brotherhood too! His looks (and weight) took a beating from the ordeal as it takes a long time to recuperate. NO SEX! It didn't even cross my mind! I caught him cheating (to validate himself he would explain later), discussing RAW SEX with strangers on apps! (conventional wisdom is BLOW UP and KICK HIM OUT) But no, realizing how monogamy often turns the ASEXUAL MONOTONY my man and I struck a deal. We stayed together, are now married and very loyal but SEX IS A SPORT!!! SKIN-ON-SKIN CONTACT SPORT! NO FEAR, NO LOATHING, NO HYPOCRISY, NO STRINGS ATTACHED! We hunt, cruise, sext and strategically plan alone and together, like a pack of wolves, or hunting buddies, scoring this buck and that one, a thrill-ride taken as often as the hard-on desires! And I love to watch him take pipe or breeding a player/trick/cum-dumpster. But don't expect to be there or be involved every time. He likewise basks in the glory of my candid slut-reportsand lives vicariously through me on days when I casually mention "OH, I had a lucky day! Was with THREE GUYS and took loads from all!" The deal we have was also this: "WE have licence to breed, fuck and do as opportunity knocks! And BAREBACK is expected. Everything else is bogus!"

I figure we have 5 to 6 weeks before my brother gets he is converted POZ with a wreck hole. He is 18 but looks like a 14-year-old boy, hairless from the neck down with a nice 7-inch dick. I post the add on our website saying boy looking to become POZ. Age 18 Height 5ft 6 WT. 100lbs. You must be POZ with a high VL you will be tested to make sure of your status, NO POZ undetectable or negative allowed. No loads with being refused in any hole. You can have Prince Albert piercing. The only condom allowed is a cruel condom. Open for singles or gangbangs. Available 24/7 NO FISTING as after he converts that will happen. We will have Tina, GHB, and others things to make this memorable time for you. This post will be up until converted to the POZ Brotherhood. No sooner than I put the post is up I'm making appointments for my brother, I'm being overwhelmed by the response I'm getting from so many Tops I know who love like to party and love to convert others to the brotherhood. I'm finding out that the first week of the 168 hours in a week I have scheduled my brother for 160 of getting fucked by people who are POZ. Greg says I'm one sick brother to do that to him but there are many ways to keep him awake as I'm going to make fortune off my brother as its also going to be filmed. Most of the ones who come to knock up my brother are single Men in their late 30s to early 50s who are in great shape, they spend maybe 1-hour dump 2 toxic loads and leave very happy. After they are finished I have a crew who will take my brother and clean him up and get him ready for the next customer. We had one single who had full-blown AIDS, he looks like he was 70 but was in his late 20s became POZ at 14 and at 5ft 11 he was maybe 120lbs. He spends 3 hours with my brother and dumps 5 very toxic loads in him and on film it looks fantastic as my brother was cleaning off his dick after every load. Then you have the gangbangs that last for 4-8 hours and my brother is slammed up really good to keep him awake and working. His hole is taking a real beating when they use a cruel condom on him and after 3 weeks of only getting maybe 20 hours of rest he looks pretty good from all the Tina and molly he has been given but still no sign of him starting his conversion but he does have gonorrhea as its painful for him to piss as we keep him well hydrated from thous who have chem up while fucking my brother. It's now 6 weeks and my brother does not look great as I feel his forehead he is hot and is showing signs of starting his conversion over to the brotherhood. I cancel all his appointments and let him rest in bed as he is crashing and is in trouble. I get him to the hospital and into the Emergency room and the first thing they tell me he is very sick LMAO I hope so as I made a fortune from this. I waiting for the Doctor to tell me already what I know as in the last 6 weeks my brother has had 500 toxic dick dump about 2,500 loads into him, but slammed every day as from his arm you can see the needle marks, drank more chem piss than anyone I know. The Doctor called me into the office and says my brother is very sick and wants to know if I know about my brother sexual and drug habits and I say I don't know a thing. He tells my brother is HIV POZ has gonorrhea which they are treating now, they also found Methamphetamine, high level of Molly in his blood also and he will be here for at least a week, also my brother rectum is severely damaged from having unsafe sex I don't care about his ass hole as now its his dick that will be getting a work out . I say to my self FUCK as a newly POZ boy is worth a lot as chasers will go nuts for him. The Doctor tells me he might have seen 1 or 2 cases of young men testing POZ a year but now its 4-5 testing POZ a week and so many are using Meth and other drugs. I say to my self only 4-5 per week we have to start doing a better job and I know my brother is going to help.

This happened quite a few years ago when I was still together with my partner. I've never told anyone about this before but it was one of the horniest experiences I ever had. It happened when my partner's nephew, Sean, was staying with us for a couple of days. Sean was 30, small and slim, with dark hair and glasses. He was quite quiet and serious looking but had had a cheeky grin and a wicked sense of humour. He had been in a relationship with a guy he met at uni for several years and had split from him about six months previously. My partner told me that Sean would be staying with us for a couple of nights whilst he was in London for work and of course I said that would be fine. I liked Sean and got on well with him. I asked how Sean was getting on since he had split with his boyfriend and my partner said he seemed to be fine and was enjoying playing the field a bit. I said that was natural and my partner agreed. He frowned and looked a bit worried as he added "but I don't think he always plays safe....." Sean arrived a few days later. He was on a two day course in London and was out during the day. In the evening we had dinner together and on the Friday night we went out for a meal and a drink. I enjoyed Sean's company and a couple of times when my partner went to the bar he flirted with me a little which I enjoyed. On the Saturday morning my partner left early to go to work and I had a bit of a lie in. I heard Sean getting up and taking a shower and while he was in the shower I thought I would get up and make us some coffee. I pulled on a pair of jogging bottoms and went downstairs to the kitchen. After a while I heard Sean coming down the stairs and he joined me in the kitchen wearing only a dark blue T shirt and a pair of white Calvin Klein briefs that didn't leave very much to the imagination. "Morning" he said cheerfully as he took the coffee I offered him. We chatted for a while and once again I was conscious that he seemed to be flirting with me. I knew I should probably go upstairs and get properly dressed but I didn't really want to. I was enjoying chatting to Sean (and also enjoying seeing him in just his T shirt and pants!). After a while the conversation turned to relationships and Sean told me about the split from his partner. He said he was enjoying being single and added that he was getting a lot more sex than he had got in the last couple of years in his relationship. He grinned and I couldn't help grinning back. I could feel myself getting turned on and I was fairly sure Sean was too. I never thought for a minute that anything was going to happen beyond harmless flirting but then Sean told me he had always thought I was really fit. He said that he had always liked guys with hairy chests and then added that he also liked older guys. He was looking straight at me as he said "I've done it with quite a few older guys lately." I knew I should not let things go any further but I was really turned on now and I could see that Sean's cock was now sticking up in his pants. I didn't stop him as he reached out and began to run his hand over my chest. My cock was hard now too and soon we were kissing and his hand was on my cock. I didn't stop him as he pulled my joggers down and began to wank me and then got down on his knees and began to suck my cock. I couldn't have stopped him now even if I had wanted to - he was giving me one of the best blow jobs I had ever had and I could easily have let him suck me until I unloaded in his mouth but I didn't want this to end. I pulled him up and and kissed him again and then I got down on my knees. I pulled his pants down and his cock sprang out. I took it into my mouth and began to suck him. He sighed and I felt his cock grow even harder. "Mmm" he moaned" That's fucking good." I sucked him for a bit longer and then indicated to him to turn around. He didn't hesitate. He turned round, pulled his pants right down and pushed his arse out. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hole. His arse was smooth but his hole was quite hairy. I pushed my tongue right up him and began to lick his arse. He moaned and pushed his arse back into my face. I licked him for while and then stood up. He pushed his arse out and looked over his shoulder. "Fuck me." he said. I wondered if he would mention condoms but he didn't. He moaned as I began to push the head of my cock into his arse. My cock slid up him surprisingly easily and soon I was right up him. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck him. He leaned forward and said "Oh fuck, yeah!" as I started to fuck him. I didn't hold back - I fucked him right there in the kitchen, bent over with his pants down and my bare cock up his fit young arse. "Fuck me." he moaned, "fuck me!" I began to fuck him harder as he pushed his arse back against me and moaned. I was getting close now and I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him even harder as he moaned and urged me on. I fucked him until I couldn't hold off any longer. I told him I was going to cum and he moaned "Fuck yeah!" I hadn't cum for several days and soon I was shooting a massive load of cum deep into his unprotected arse. When I had finished cumming I pulled out and he stood up. He pulled me towards him and we kissed again and then he pushed me down and I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck him off until I was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. We were both out of breath as we pulled our pants up and he grinned at me. We had some breakfast and a little later we went upstairs where I fucked him again and dumped another load deep in his arse. I split with my partner not long after that and never got together with Sean again. Fortunately my partner never knew that I had fucked his nephew bareback and loaded up his arse - once in the kitchen and once in our bed.

Last Sunday was first Sunday of the month, when Coxx Men’s Bar Budapest organises regularly the so-called Sunday Nude Party. It means, entrance is allowed only between five and six PM and dress code is a must. You can wear only undies or jock or nothing. That was my second occasion there, it was still extremely exciting. Thirty-forty horny guys, who are naked or their cock visible hard under the textile. Everyone fucks with almost everyone everywhere. First I met a spanish cub with rock hard cock under his undies. I started to stroke it, took out and let it deep into my throat. After five minutes deep throating I asked him to fuck me, but he denied me, because he has just arrived. I cruised forward and found a cubicle with opened doors. Two guys with hard and big dick was having sex. The older one, a guy early fifties rode the other one. After a while he gave it up. Then I realised that the other guy had extremely thick cock. I noticed him to fuck me, but he was tired as he said. (I didn’t really understand how he could be tired in the very first hour.) But the guy who was fucked wanted to fuck me. I was happy to get cock as soon as possible. Unfortunately he used condome. He fucked me for fifteen minutes when both of us needed time to have a rest. I drank some water and back from the bar I found some guys with rock hard cocks. I sucked them when the previous guy arrived and started to play with my hole. I nodded he unfortunately took a wrap and fucked me again. I enjoyed it but honestly I needed bare cocks. While he was fucking me I was sucking an older bald and bearded guy with really sexy face, a quiet big belly and not too long but very thick cock. When the top pulled out his cock, I turned over and pushed my ass to the older guy’s cock. He didn’t hesitate, he pushed his bare cock deep into my hole. Finally! He fucked me long, when he finished it. He said he didn’t want to cum yet. I looked forward to another cock. I found one. He wanted me only to suck him. It lasted for ten minutes when he loaded into my mouth and onto my face. I washed it. On the way back to the bar I went in front of the sling room. One sling was empty, the previous mentioned older guy stood there back to the wall. He nodded, I grabbed the chains of the sling, bent over, he started to fuck me. After a while I climbed into the sling, pushed out my ass and he continued. Then came into the room more and more guys. When the older finished ( unfortunately without he cummed) came the next. I was laying, hitting poppers continuously. So I didn’t count how many guys fucked me but it was a quiet nice queue at my ass :))) Unfortunately too much guys wore wrap, but many fucked me bare. When was no more fucker, I continued my cruising. I realized that a Spanish bald cub who bred me three times when I was there last time is here again. He smiled at me. He was another belly guy with good cock. When I nodded to the Spanish, he left the other guy. We started to kissing and stroking each other's cock. After a while the other guy joined us. I sucked both, the Spanish sucked us. We changed our roles. Then I grabbed the Spanish guy’s cock and took into me. While he was fucking I was sucking the other. The Spanish didn’t have big cock but he could use it. Then the other grabbed me, forced me to the back of the car (I didn’t have a mistake, there was a car in the bar to be able to practice having sex in a car. I never tried it there, because I didn’t prefer sex inside car. ). So he pushed his big cock raw into me. Fortunately he didn’t wear condom. In the next few hours I was fucking with these guys and the older one many times. I was fucked in the bar, in the sling etc. Almost everywhere. Between two fucks with them, in the sling room found a nice bearded guy, who was fucked. He had also big cock. I stroked it while he was being fucked. And he was playing with my hole. When the fucker finished it, I bent over and pushed me onto this cock. He fucked me ling and hard. Later I met him again, when he was laying in the sling. I was getting extremely horny, my cock was untypical rock hard ( thanks to kamagra jelly), so I fucked him hard. I tried to cum into him, but I couldn’t. I don’t know why, but most of the guys couldn’t or didn’t want to cum. When I finished, the friend of the Spanish cub ( later he said he was Czech) grabbed me and fucked me again (I didn’t know how many times he fucked me), and finally I could cum. When we was fucking threesome with the Spanish and the Czech last time in that evening at the bar, a guy from USA joined us. I sucked him, and then he wanted to fuck me. Although he was a condom nazi ( he said always condome) he fucked very well. After a short break he wanted a new turn. I was exhausted, my hole was sore. I sucked a guy at the end and went to Magnum to take a shower. I’ve just arrived at Magnum, took a shower, an Indian (?) guy found me. He had nice cock, but he didn’t allow to suck him. I was disappointed but when I wanted to leave him, he grabbed my ass, got a condom (ehh) and started to fuck me. Two older guys was watching us. When the Indian finished, came one of them. When he finsihed, came the other. Although all of them used condome, but I was satisfied with the three unexpected fucker. I was having a rest in the jacuzzi. I decided I went back to Coxx. The nude party ended when I left, but after ten pm the ordinary party started. The owner said, after midnight would be crowded. So I just wanted to spent my time till midnight. It was ten pm, after the jacuzzi I went around. In one cubicle a good looking guy was laying and jerking. I smiled at him. He asked me to join him. He asked me whether I love to suck long. Unfortunately he was speeded, so his cock was soft. I sucked him, because he promised me to fuck me bareback if his cock would be hard. I was successful and he started to fuck me, but after a while his cock was getting soft again I tried to suck him hard again, but twice I wasn’t successful. Then I left Magnum and went back to Coxx. The owner was right, it was crowded. The dark room was full. Somebody sucked me, when a tall, bald, bearded athletic guy found me. He wanted me to fuck him. Unfortunately he gave me a condome and I was not brave enough to stealthing. Actually he was too tall, so I could fuck him a short time. Then I realised a young guy with hard cock who was playing with my ass. I tried to push his cock into my hole. He let it and started to bareback me. While I was being fucked, I bent of course, so I was able to suck. A young gipsy guy grabbed my head and gave his cock. The barebacker finished my fucking. When the gipsy felt my hole empty he turned me back and - after he got a condome unfortunately- he started to fuck me. He cummed but into the condome. The tall guy appeared and wanted a new turn. I fucked him, but it was short again. Then I started to suck a cock, another guy joined us so I sucked two cocks. The second guy pulled me up, bent over the first guy and started to fuck me. I didn’t know how many times I was fucked, maybe fifteen guys fucked me fifty times. I was really exhausted. I needed a brake. I checked my phone, and a guy very close to me wanted to meet me. He offered fist fuck and rimming. I answered that it sounds good but I need tonbe barebacked. I didn’t know why. Maybe the more the merrier or there is no enough barebacking. He was in. So I jumped in my car. I was ther in two minutes. Then was 1.30 am and started a two hour long session. He kept his promise. He fucked me many times. I fisted him and he fisted me. It was a nice end of this long night. Now I feel a really slut or whore. Although I wasn’t bred and it was too much safe sex, I’m not disappointed.

Once foreplay is over, I prefer to focus on the cock down my throat or in my ass. I leak precum like crazy while getting fucked but I would rather get off once he’s finished, knowing there’s a load inside me. I don’t need the attention while taking dick. Knowing you’re getting off is what gets me off.

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There are a lot of guys who plan their conversions and others who never know it’s happening, but I was part of that middle group who hadn't really planned it but let themselves get carried away in the heat of the moment. Like most guys I started out practicing safe sex almost exclusively, except for those rare occasions where I knew the top well, and knew he was neg. After all, who wants to get sick, right? But as time went on I found safe sex less and less satisfying, and began to bareback more, although always with guys who were disease-free. Then I discovered the old bug share site and found that the idea of getting pozzed turned me on. I had no real interest in the reality of it, but the fantasy of being pozzed led to many a hot jack off session. I also found the thought of being pozzed made those occasions where I took raw cock even more intense. I wasn't a bug chaser by any means, but my lustful desires were beginning to drive riskier behaviors. One night I was online at BBRT looking for some action and spied an advertisement that looked to be very close to me. When I clicked on the guy's photos my cock went instantly to full-hard as this stud was the man of my dreams. Well built, without being a gym rat, handsome as heck, and seriously hung. Possessed by lust, I never really looked beyond his pictures in his profile before I hit him up, and and as it turned-out he had just moved into my apartment building so he was literally next door. We agreed to meet and I logged off, grabbed a quick shower, cleaned myself out, got dressed and headed over to his place. When he opened the door it was clear this pictures didn't do him justice. My cock, which was already hard and leaking precum, got even harder. He invited me in and within minutes we were making out hot and heavy on his couch, hand groping each other’s cock. He then stood-up, and invited me to the bedroom where, upon arriving, he slowly undressed me, driving me wild with his touches and kisses. "God, your hot" he told me as he licked the precum from my cock. Suddenly he paused and asked "Dude, you know I'm poz right?" My heart stopped. I certainly had not noticed that little detail, didn't and I really didn't want to get pozzed, but a part of me got even more turned on when he said it. It was weird. I knew I didn't really want the bug but a part of me did, and suddenly that part had an opening. "No man, I didn't" I said "and I'm neg. Kinda like to stay that way, you know?" "It’s cool" he said "Normally I make sure guys know I'm poz before they show up, but you were so close and it all happened so fast." "We can still have some fun though if you want" he said "Yeah, man I'd love to, just so long as you know I won't be sucking you or fucking tonight." "No problem" he said, adding "there are lots of ways to play." As I was already nude he stood up and invited me to undress him, which I did slowly, trying to build the same excitement in him he had in me. When opened his pants I discovered an obscenely huge bulge in his briefs with a perfect thick cock head that was leaking precum sticking above the elastic waistband. It was the cock of my dreams and I wasted no time completely removing his shorts, and working his balls and shaft with my tongue, oh so careful to stay away from the poisonous tip. Soon we were on the bed, I was on my back and he had my cock deep in his mouth, giving me the blow job of a life time. I was moaned and squirmed, what few inhibitions I had were being overcome by raw lust. So, when he crouched over my body in a '69' position, his perfect cock dangling over my face, I wanted to taste it sooooo bad. As he worked my cock I worked his shaft and balls, but not surprisingly our mutual movements frequently brought the tip over my mouth, giving me a taste of his poison necter. God, it tasted good. And the fact it was leaking poz juices only turned me on more. I soon lost control and begin deep-throating him with a passion I'd never before possessed. His automatic and natural response to my sucking was to begin fucking my face, pushing his rod deep in my throat. As he sucked me his fingers probed towards my hole and began to massage it causing me to emit low groans of pleasure. Sensing he'd found something, he asked me if I liked being rimmed. "FUCK YEAH!!" was my immediate response and he quickly rolled me over onto my stomach and lifted my ass into the air. His tongue found my pussy fuck-hole and began working it, causing me to moan and squirm even more. God, I wanted his cock sooo bad, but I knew it was a decision I'd regret. Then his tongue was joined by fingers and he began opening my boy pussy up spreading it wide. The sensations were indescribable and I'd never wanted to be fucked so bad in my life. "God you have such a tight perfect ass" he moaned "I'd love to feel it wrapped around my cock." "Me too" I told him. "How about I just push in once get the feel and pull out?" I swear my body shook and a chill came over me. I wanted his cock more than I'd wanted anything in my life, especially since it was poz and although my last bit of rational thinking fought against the invitation, I found myself thinking I wouldn't get pozzed from 'one penetration'. "In and out once nice and easy right?" I asked. "Yeah man" he said "nothing you don't want." I felt his cock head rub my now opened and dripping boy cunt and I whimpered slightly. He started pushing in and as his 9" long shaft worked its thick head inside me constant whimpers escaped my throat. My body shaking as I contemplated that this was a real poz cock sinking its way inside me. He sunk it deep and worked it around a bit not fucking me but not pulling out either. "Mmmmm you're hot" he moaned in my ear "you like that in there?" "Ohhh God FUCK YES!" I moaned rocking my ass on his shaft a bit. "You want me to fuck you don't you?" he asked, grunting "You want me to shoot that hot load deep inside you?" Every fiber of my being wanted to reply with a firm 'No' but, lust had taken over. All of my poz fantasies were coming true and reality no longer mattered. "Yes please fuck me" I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear me. "What was that, boy?" he asked, as his cock slid about half way out then back in deep against my prostrate. "YES, FUCK ME" I cried out and he unleashed his monster cock on my neg ass. Holding me tight he began fucking deeply and I knew his brutal thrusts were doing more than stretching my hole. They were tearing me open creating a path for the bug into my system. There was going to be no escaping it. I lost myself in the lust of it all begging him to fuck me fully yielding my body and my being to him. He was atop me having mounted me so he could fuck his shaft in deeper and harder and he began to whisper in my ear. "You want that poz load don't you boy? Want that neg hole of yours converted don't you?" Totally lost in the moment I responded "Yeah man give it to me poz my fucking hole - ohh fuck ohh fuck." I sensed his rhythm change his cock swelling even more inside me. "Here it comes, man" he moaned in my ear. "POZ ME man GIVE IT TO ME" I cried out as he exploded inside me, filling my hole with his poz cum. The excitement resulted in a no-hands explosion, in what was arguably the strongest orgasm of my life. After we were both spent. I lay there, his cock inside my ass, as I contemplated what I'd just done. I was thinking about dashing off to the bathroom in the vain hope of washing his poison cum from my hole, but he showed me his thick cock tinged with my blood and I knew it was useless, so instead of retreating, I wallowed in his arms. Before long his cock stiffened again and found its way back to my hole. As he fucked another load into my hole, I remember feeling dirty and ashamed I had allowed him to make me into a poz cum dump, but at the same time I loved every minute of the experience. Sure enough it took and a month or so later I came down with the fuck flu. I was another notch on his belt but more to my interest, under his tutelage I became a full blown cum dump pussy boy taking all comers.

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

Part 1: Ryan and the Scally Lads "Are you sure you want to do this?" Jared asked, absentmindedly brushing his blond hair out of his face. "Yes. Definitely.” Ryan tried to not roll his eyes. “Come on... aren't you even a little bit curious?" Jared looked at the the building in front of them. They were in a part of Manchester he hadn’t been to before. It was dark, and the object of their interest was in the basement of an old building that hadn’t served its original purpose (probably some kind of industrial space) in decades. There was a sign but the name was generic enough that neither he nor Ryan would have known what it was — a gay “sauna” — except for the ad they had seen in a magazine in one of the bars on Canal Street. "No. I've got a pretty good idea what goes on in there. Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I have to be a slag. Don't you want to save yourself for someone special?" Ryan knew exactly who that "special" person for him was in Jared's mind: Jared. He and his friend were both Mormon, had been raised in the same ward (congregation), and — around the time they hit puberty — had felt drawn together. For Ryan, it was simply because they had something in common... they were both gay in a church that didn't look on that very favourably. For Jared, it was more. He believed they were "destined" to be together. Ryan had tried to let his friend down easy. Jared just wasn't his type. Even now when they had been bar hopping on Canal Street, Jared dressed like he was on a church outing. He wouldn't even drink alcohol. With his thin and hairless body he was the picture of a typical twink. He was cute but didn’t do anything for Ryan sexually. Ryan had always been attracted to rougher guys. Council estate lads who would shock his middle class Tory parents back home in Essex (if he ever told them he was gay). Crass, tough, and a bit scary. That's what got him hard. But, no matter what Ryan did or said, Jared didn't want to hear it. "I stopped believing in soulmates around the same time that I stopped calling myself a Mormon.". Ryan said. It wasn’t the first time he had said that (or something similar) to Jared but his friend still looked hurt at his words. "I'm going in. You coming?" "No. I don't think so. I'll wait for you over on Canal Street for awhile... in case you change your mind." "I won't." "Just... just be careful. Ok? Be safe. I've heard guys don't always wear condoms in places like this." It was good advice, Ryan decided. He didn't want to get sick. He was on the rowing team for the university and knew his tight body was his best feature. Well... tight body, dark hair, blue eyes... and a butt to die for. He had not yet done anything other than sucking a cock or getting sucked... but he had watched enough porn to know that he was a bottom. Which was, of course, another reason he knew there was no future for him and Jared... what were two bottoms supposed to do together? But no. He had not yet surrendered his ass. Tonight, however, he was determined to change that. Tonight, he would lose his virginity. "I’ll be safe. And thanks." He gave Jared a friendly hug, walked down the steps, and into the building. Jared waited where he stood for a couple minutes, ignoring the leering look some drunk gave him, before turning around and walking back to Canal Street and the bars. Inside, Ryan paid his admission and passed through a turnstile. He wasn’t sure what to expect... but the somewhat generic locker room wasn’t it. Still, he guessed it made sense. He knew guys walked around with nothing on but a towel ... so they needed to secure their clothes somewhere. He was pleased when he saw a couple other guys checking him out as he got undressed. They weren't his type ... but it made him hopeful he wouldn’t just be ignored. He wrapped the towel he had been given around his waist and set off to explore. Despite his bravado with Jared, and his sincere desire to have "real sex", he was nervous. How would he know a guy was interested? How would they know he wanted to get fucked? Should he tell them he was a virgin? He started with a walkthrough of the bathhouse to see what it was like... and to give himself time to calm down. There was a jacuzzi and a steam room, then showers, then a TV room. Steps led down to a short tunnel and then back up to several areas with different types of booths. Then another tunnel that led back over to the entrance from the locker room. Then, as he was turning a corner, he ran face first into a man coming in from the lockers. The man smelled like he had been working hard all day and hadn’t showered before coming to the sauna. Not dirty, just a little sweaty. He was about Ryan's age — maybe a year or two older. About 6 feet tall and lean. He had close cropped ginger hair and a nose that looked like it had been broken sometime. There was a tattoo on his hip but the towel covered almost all it it so it wasn’t clear what it was. Not a “pretty boy”... but incredibly sexy in Ryan's eyes. Ryan's dick was hard instantly. "Oi! Watch where you going, boy." "I'm so sorry. My fault. I wasn’t looking where i was going.". Ryan stammered. Two other men stepped out of the locker room, glancing at Ryan before turning to the man he had run into. "What's all this noise, you ginger cunt?" It was more banter than an actual insult. The man who spoke had 'dirty blond' hair and blue eyes. Unlike every other man Ryan had seen so far, he was wearing a pair of shiny black trackies instead of a towel and expensive looking trainers on his feet. His upper body, however, was bare. He wasn’t fat, not even remotely, but he had just a hint of a belly. Still muscled though. Just the kind of muscles you get from hard work not working out. The ginger man sneered at his two friends. "This little bitch ran into me. I think he wanted to see what a real man feels like." Ryan blushed and tried to stammer out another apology. "I think you're onto something there Scotty. Look how hard his little dick is." Ryan didn’t think his dick was "little" (it was about 5 1/2 inches) but he was hard as a rock. "Yeah. What fag boi wouldn’t be hard at the thought of this?" Scotty groped himself through the towel. Fuck! He was hung. Ryan couldn't take his eyes off what looked to be eight inches... and not yet fully hard. He just stood and stared. "You know what we have here lads?" The third man spoke for the first time. He was a bit shorter than the other two, maybe 5’ 10”, but was the most muscular of them. His hair was dark like Ryan's but his eyes were brown. "I think you've found a virgin." The ginger smiled and seemed, suddenly, to be friendly. He put his arm around Ryan's shoulder.. Ryan couldn’t stop himself from inhaling a deep breath of the man's musk and sweat. He smelled soooo good. "Is that true, boi? Are you hiding a cherry under that towel?" "Well... kinda. I mean I've sucked a guy off before." "Thats just foreplay." The guy in the trackies laughed. "If you've never had a dick in your ass, you're a virgin." Unsure what to say, Ryan just nodded. "That's shameful!". The ginger man said with mock seriousness. "I can't believe some guy hasn't claimed that prize yet. A fine piece of ass like you.” He turned to his friends and winked. “I think we should help him out lads." The other two nodded and agreed. Not even trying to hide their smiles. "You want that, boi? You want me to fix that ‘cherry problem’ of yours?" Ryan looked at the three studs who now had circled him. Like sharks. Hungry sharks. Hungry — and very sexy — sharks. He took another whiff of the ginger man’s musk... he smelled like walking sex. A wet dream come true. "Please...?" was the only word he could form. "Good boi.". The third man, the muscular one with dark hair, smiled. "I'm Troy. This... " he gestured vaguely at the guy in track pants. "... is Connor. And you probably figured out that this ginger fucker’s name is Scotty." "I'm ... I'm Ryan." He couldn’t believe his luck at meeting up with these three chavs. Or scallies as they called them here in Manchester. "Where you from, Ryan?". Connor asked as the three lads led him deep into the sauna... back to one of the areas with booths he had walked by earlier. "Essex." "Oh. We've got a posh boi here lads. Best be on good behaviour." "No. No. Really... just be yourselves. I ... um... I like it." "Just yanking your chain, boi. Relax. You here at Uni then?" Ryan nodded, delighted as they seemed to ease him into their little group. "I never had much use for school myself.” Connor said. “Too many bullshit rules.” "Enough chatter.” Scotty interrupted. “The only thing Ryan here needs to worry about right now is my popping his cherry and setting him free." Ryan blushed but his cock strained even harder under his towel. Troy opened a booth door and gestured for Ryan to enter. The booth was filled wall to wall with a large mattress (if that was the right word.... more of a big cushion or pad) which was elevated enough that they had to climb in. It was large but still a little cramped when the four of them were all in and the door closed. It hadn’t occurred to Ryan until that moment that there would be witnesses to his deflowering. He wasn't entirely comfortable with the thought but didn’t want to look like a pussy in front of these guys and ruin his chance. Troy surprised him by pulling him in for a kiss. His mouth tasted of cigarettes and beer. Ryan wasn’t crazy about smoking ... but was too turned on to care. Troy lay down to the mattress, pulling Ryan down on top of him... which served to raise his ass up a bit. Scotty pulled the university student's towel off. The ginger man leaned over on top of Ryan so he could whisper in his ear. "You've got a lovely arse here, Ry. I'm gonna love WRECKING it." Ryan looked up nervously. "Ignore him. He just likes messing with you." Connor assured him. "But... well... he IS big. Especially for your first time. I do have something that can help though..." He pulled out a small brown bottle from a pocket on his trackies. "I don’t think I want to do any drugs..." "Oh its not like that. Just poppers. They just help you relax." "I'm not sure..." "Connor is right.". Troy said beneath him. "They really will help. Just give them a quick try. If you don't like them, no harm done... right?" Ryan nodded reluctantly. He reached for the bottle but Connor shook his head. "You’d better let me hold them. The last thing you want to do is spill them down your nose. Here, just take a big sniff..." A moment later and Ryan felt warm. Like he was blushing. And then just a little woozy. But he barely noticed as Scotty buried his face in his crack and started licking his hole. "Oh. My. Fuck!". Ryan moaned. The bottle was back under his nose. "Sniff." Connor said. Ryan didn't argue. ---- Jared looked out the window of the bar. He didn't really expect Ryan to give up or come to his senses so quickly, but he hoped he would. They were perfect for each other. It was so obvious to him. He couldn't understand why Ryan didn't see it. He hoped that, by letting Ryan "sow his wild oats", he would get this nonsense out of his system and be ready to settle down as boyfriends. He took another sip of his diet cola and decided to give Ryan a bit longer to come find him. ---- Ryan was in heaven. Scotty’s tongue, and the occasional finger, was still buried in his ass and Troy’s lips were still locked with his. The poppers had left him so horny he could scream. Connor lifted his head up. “I’m feeling left out, Essex boy. Why don’t you use your mouth on this?” He pulled his trackies down with one hand, just far enough to free his dick, and with the other hand pulled Ryan’s face into his crotch. Ryan opened his mouth and swallowed the cock. It wasn’t quite as long or thick as Scotty’s but it was still the biggest he had ever had in his mouth. He couldn’t help but gag a bit. Troy had the poppers now and placed them next to his nose. “Sniff, Ryan.” Ryan obeyed. Scotty had gotten a bit more aggressive with his fingers now... but the poppers helped him handle that as well. Troy had told him that Scotty needed to stretch his hole so he could enjoy his first fuck more. Ryan just wished the ginger was more careful with his fingernails... he was feeling a bit scraped up. Then... the tongue and fingers were withdrawn. “You ready? You ready for me to pop that cherry and make you the slut you were born to be?” Ryan pulled his mouth off of Connor’s cock but Troy held him tightly enough from below that he couldn’t really turn around to look at Scotty. “Fuck me!” “Bossy little bitch, aren’t ya.” Scotty sneered. He started running his cock up and down along Ryan’s ass. “Um. You’re going to use a condom, right?” Ryan pointed to the container on the wall that held condoms and lube. “Of course, boy. The lads and I always play safe.” Ryan couldn’t tell if Scotty was being sarcastic or if that was just the way he always talked. “You shouldn’t use those condoms though.” Troy told him. “There are guys who will tamper with them. We always bring our own...so we know what condition they are in.” “Oh cool. Thank you guys.” Ryan still couldn’t turn around but he could hear the condom being opened and rolled on Scotty’s cock. “Here. Give me your hand.” Scotty ordered. Ryan reached his hand back and Scotty placed his fingers around the big — no, massive — cock that was about to penetrate him. He could feel the johnny firmly in place. He felt some cold gel applied to his hole and pushed in with a couple fingers. There was a slight tingling sensation. “Lube with a numbing effect.” Scotty told him. “Will make your first time easier.” Ryan smiled nervously. “I’m really glad my first time is with you. You making this so perfect. Thank you.” “No worries.” Connor replied. “Maybe a boy like you knows, deep down, that he needs what we have to give him.” Ryan didn’t understand but didn’t have time to think about it as he felt the invader pressing against his hole. Scotty slapped his ass. “Don’t tighten up.” “Just relax and push down on his cock.” Troy said below him. “Better fill his mouth with that dick of yours, Connor.” Scott ordered. “I think he’s going to be a loud one.” Ryan didn’t resist as Connor’s cock filled his mouth again. And he tried to push back as Troy had suggested. But it hurt. Oh fuck! It hurt. Troy held the poppers under his nose again. He sniffed deep. Scotty slapped his ass again. Harder. Much harder. Startling him. But, apparently, it was enough to make his hole spasm open... as he found Scotty had managed to push the thick head of his uncut cock in. It felt like someone had shoved a cricket bat up his ass. He tried to cry out... but with Connor’s dick in his mouth it just sounded like moans. “Oh, fuck yeah.” Scotty grunted. “Your cherry will always be mine.” “You’re doing good.” Troy assured him. “Now push back and let him get more inside.” Ryan’s eyes were watering with the pain but he did as instructed. He had done it. He had a cock in his ass. And now, despite the pain, he wanted more. Scotty was not patient but it still took several minutes before that big cock bottomed out inside him. Before he finally felt Scotty’s heavy balls slapping his ass. Scotty slowly pulled back until just the head was inside. Then back again balls deep. Out. And in. After a few minutes of this action, Scotty pulled all the way out. Ryan could feel Scotty’s hands behind him, doing something. He had a moment of panic... was Scotty taking the condom off? He reached back but could still feel the condom there. “Don’t worry, slut. The condom was just sliding a bit... so I’m pulling it on me tighter. “ And then the cock was back in. Thrusting in. And sliding out. A few minutes later and Scotty pulled out again. He rubbed some more lube in Ryan’s hole. Connor leaned over Ryan, looking at his friend’s cock with a smile. “You’d better pull the condom REALLY tight. Make sure it stays on.” Ryan could feel Scotty’s hands stretching the condom tight behind him. After a moment Scotty groaned slightly. “Fuck yeah. Just like that.” Connor said with a smile. As the cock went in, Ryan decided the extra lube was really helping. This felt amazing. Better than it had just a moment or two earlier. Still, he reached back, trying to be subtle. The cock was deep in his hole but he could still feel the base of the condom so he breathed a sigh of relief. “I’m starting to think you don’t trust me, boi.” “I’m sorry, I’m just nervous.” “Shhh.” Connor said. “Just get that mouth back on my cock.” Ryan did but couldn’t really focus on it. Connor, however, seemed content to just let it sit there for now. Scotty’s thrusts were getting stronger. More erratic. The cock seeming to swell up even more inside him. Every man knows what that means. Instinctively, Ryan started pushing back harder. Into the fuck. And was rewarded. “Yeah. You’re pushing me over the edge! Here it cums, you slut.” Scotty kept thrusting as he came before finally collapsing on Ryan’s back. His breath escaping in ragged bursts. After a few moments he pulled himself out of the hole and sat up. Connor withdrew his cock from Ryan’s mouth and Troy released his hold, allowing the student to sit up slightly and look around. Scotty had already wrapped his towel around his waist and was throwing the used condom in a small trash can in the corner. Ryan could just see the tip of the tattoo under the towel and again wondered what it was. Scotty smirked. “Looks like I may have used too much lube. It’s dripping out of you.” Connor moved behind him. “Yeah, man. That is a lot of ‘lube’. It would be a shame to let that go to waste.” He started rubbing his cock against Ryan’s hole. It took the student a moment to realise what Connor wanted. “Um. I don’t know. I’m a little sore.” “Oh come on.” Troy frowned. “We’ve helped you lose your cherry. Surely you wouldn’t hold out on us, would you? Besides, neither of our cocks is as big as what you’ve already taken. You’ll be fine.” “You both want to fuck me?” “Well not at the same time. I don’t think you’re ready for that. Yet.” Troy winked up at him. Ryan had to admit the cock rubbing against his hole was feeling good. “You have more condoms, right?” “Oh, yeah. Lots more. Just like the last one.” “Let’s do it.” Ryan thought Connor’s grunt as he slipped into his no-longer-virgin ass was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. Connor’s style was so different than Scotty’s had been. Where Scotty had thrust deliberately in and out, Connor’s were more like a rabbit fuck. Short but very fast thrusts. He didn’t want to insult the guys again, so he didn’t let himself reach around to feel for the condom. He had heard Connor opening it and say he had put it on. Why would he lie? Meanwhile, Troy kept kissing him, rubbing his nipples and dick, and giving him the poppers. Scotty was sitting in the corner watching them all while playing with his now soft cock. Connor reached the point of no return much quicker than Scotty had. “Fuck yeah. You little slut. Your fucking tight hole is going make me shoot.” Ryan realised he liked when they talked dirty to him. It was like he was in one of the pornos he watched online. “Yeah. Do it. Fuck me like a slut.” “Damn. That was so fucking hot to watch.” Scotty said a couple minutes later as Connor pulled out of Ryan. “Yeah, you dirty fucker.” Connor bantered with the redhead. “I know you get off on watching me fuck. You just wish it was your ass I was pegging.” “In your dreams.” Scotty sneered. “Looks like I used too much lube as well. Look at it flowing out of him now.” It was strange, Ryan couldn’t remember Connor adding more lube. He didn’t worry too much about it though. It was Troy’s turn. Troy’s style was completely different from the other two fucks. If Ryan had to describe it, he would say it was gentle. Almost romantic. It took Troy much longer to cum that the first two but he did eventually collapse on Ryan’s back after his cock spasmed deep inside him. “Damn.” He said as he pulled out. “It looks like we all used a little much ‘lube’. Your hole is a mess. Looks like you might have bled a little as well.” Ryan sat up and felt his ass. “Really?” “Don’t worry, it sometimes happens. Especially your first time. It will heal up in a day or two. Nothing to worry about.” Ryan nodded. His ass really was a mess. Whatever lube they had used was running out of his (now far less tight) hole and down his ballsack. “That was fun, slut.” Scotty said. “Welcome to the club.” “The club?” “Yeah. The former virgin club I mean.” Scotty sneered at him. It was a bit scary. But very sexy. “I doubt this will be the last time you get fucked. Will it?” “No. I liked it. I really liked it.” “Fuck yeah you did.” Connor added, pulling his trackies up. “You’ve worn the three of us out.” He opened the door. There were a few men outside listening to the action who looked in the opening door. Their hungry looks made Ryan blush. “Hope to catch you soon for a repeat.” Troy smiled. “We need to make sure that hole is well and truly broken in.” After they left, Ryan pulled the door closed but there was no latch. He should go, he told himself. If he knew Jared, he was still in a bar waiting for him. But he was so drained. He needed to rest for a few minutes first. He flipped the light switch off, laid down on his belly (his butthole was pretty sore now), and closed his eyes. Just for a minute he told himself... right before he fell asleep. He woke with a start as he felt someone move on top of him. “What the fu...” “Shhh, boy.” A stranger’s voice said to him. “I saw you in here with your juicy ass in the air and I could see what you want.” A hard cock pressed against his hole. He was so sore... but it felt so good. He pushed back and let it enter him. The stranger didn’t feel very fit or toned but, in the darkness, Ryan could ignore that. The stranger used him hard. Both of them grunting in exertion, thrusting together. Until the stranger came and pulled out. “Thanks.” Was all the stranger said as he got off Ryan and climbed out of the booth. In the light from the corridor, Ryan had saw him for the first time. The stranger looked to be about 60 with a flabby belly and a saggy ass. That was the moment he realised that had never seen the stranger put on, or take off, a condom. Had the old man just fucked him bare? Ryan was ashamed. He felt... dirty. Truly slutty. And not in a good way. He hurried out of the booth himself. He didn’t even stop to shower on the way to the lockers. Five minutes later he was out the door and back on the street. He didn’t think he could face Jared right now. He headed home telling himself he would talk to his friend tomorrow. He hurried into his apartment and to the toilet. Trying to push out anything inside him. But he didn’t see anything but more lube like Scotty, Connor, and Troy left behind. He breathed a sigh of relief. His phone rang. Jared. Not tonight he decided. He would talk to Jared tomorrow. He turned his phone off and took a shower. —— It was past closing time. Jared shivered in the cold night air outside the bars as he slipped his phone back in his pocket. He never should have let Ryan go into that place. He had been gone for hours and now wasn’t answering his phone. There was only one thing to do. He would have to go in and find his friend and get him out of there. NEXT: Jared and the jock

Another story for those who enjoyed the Cuban Cigar Intoxification, hope you enjoy this one. Part 1 - Leafy Surrey Suburbs Daniel laid in bed wiping his tear streaked face, a new steely determination coursing through his body telling him enough was enough. At 26 he felt as though life was throwing challenge after challenge at him despite his young age. His swimmers build perfectly fitted his stature and five foot eight height, with his short mousey blond hair with olive skin and a fine seven and half inches of love machine he was a good catch. His partner of 4 years was very similar in build and height but found fucking elsewhere behind his back was more fun and adventurous. Daniel was adept at turning a blind eye as he loved him dearly, or so he thought. His mother was one very shrewd business woman, she had a knack of weeding out the bad ones with ease. Several times she had warned him about her concerns with Greg, but Daniel could only see the good in him. His mother and father were both in their late forties, they had Daniel and his sister at a young age whilst they were building their business empire. They ran a very successful chain of 20 hotels at the top end of the market, this decision had paid off and they were now very wealthy and respected hoteliers in their field. The Salinger Hotel Group had several city, country and beach hotels, it all started with the Salinger Barbados Retreat and to this day remained the flagship hotel and Daniel's favourite place in the world. His sister was two years older, married with 2 kids and his brother-in-law worked as sales and marketing director for the group. Daniel worked mostly overseeing the operation of the resort hotels in Barbados, St Lucia and Spain, this naturally had him travelling a few times a year making sure standards were kept up. The Barbados hotel never really needed checking as the staff were meticulous and loyal to the family in every way. The previous evening he dined with his parents, during dinner the conversation turned to the general manager of the Barbados Retreat who wanted to take a month off as it was low season. They had asked if he would consider taking on the role, he told them he would talk to Greg and let them know the following morning. Daniel arrived home earlier than expected and wandered in to the bedroom to find Greg hurriedly cleaning himself up, his excuse was laughable about nipping down the pub for a quick drink. Daniel knew he had been out fucking another guy, he said nothing and got in to bed pretending to be tired. He knew Greg screwed around without using condoms and was surprised he hadn't caught anything so far. As morning came around he found himself awake and pondering, was the opportunity to be away for a month the clean break he needed, he was fed up with Greg's deceit and this was when the steely determination ran over him. Greg was still fast asleep so he got up and showered and dressed. When he came back in to the bedroom Greg was awake. "Morning Danny, come back to bed" he patted the empty side of the bed next to him. "I have to meet my parents, we have some unfinished business" Daniel was pulling his clothes on. He walked over to Greg and gave him kiss then told him he would be gone 3 or 4 hours, during which time he wanted Greg packed and out of the house and his life forever. Greg sat there looking at Daniel shocked and pleading with him not do this. "As much as I love you I can't put up with your fucking around as soon as my back is turned" he picked up his wallet and keys. Daniel saw the sorry look on his face, he showed no emotion and repeated for him to be gone by the time he gets back, he turned and left the bedroom. Tears streamed down his face as he got in to the car and drove to his parents house, fortunately they didn't live and the drive took him past the many big houses making up this wealthy leafy suburb of Surrey. His mother gave him a hug but said nothing, she had warned him about how shifty Greg looked but didn't want to press the matter further. She was glad this rotten egg was out and was determined he would stay out of his life for good. Daniel never knew that his mother had got Greg to sign a type of pre-nup making sure he couldn't get at any of the money, but more so to protect her son. He had cheered up a bit after an hour and told his parents he will go to Barbados tomorrow morning. At least he wouldn't have to do to much as the hotel ran with slick efficiency which was down to the head of each department, and Sofie the GM was not due to go on leave for another week so would have time to relax. He returned home later that afternoon and the housekeeper Maria told him Greg had gone, she made sure he took only his clothes. Daniel went up to the bedroom which was quiet and felt empty, he sat on the side of the bed, relief washing over him which caused him to break down for several minutes until be pulled himself together. He had a quiet dinner and went to bed early after packing his clothes. The car arrived at 8am to take him to the airport, as soon as he was checked in he went up to the clubhouse to grab a bite to eat and catch up on some emails. A waiter dressed in the familiar purple and red uniform took his order and gave him a big smile as he left, the one thing with Daniel is that unless you knew him you would never have guessed he was gay. It dawned on him that his 4 years with Greg meant he had missed out on how the world's attitude to gay people had changed in such a short space of time. It certainly felt like the waiter was flirting with him in a casual manner to make him feel good. As Greg had always travelled with him he never got second glances or even took time to notice these things, but the waiter couldn't hide his delight at being able to serve him and made sure he was looked after. He even took the time to chat finding out where he was off to, sometimes it did border on outright flirting but Daniel was loving every minute of the attention. He still treaded carefully so not to give the wrong signal to him, the waiter came back over to tell him his flight was boarding, Daniel thanked him for his exceptional service, completely out of character he winked at the waiter as he left. He boarded the plane and turned left, escorted to his seat by a very attractive cabin steward. He wasted no time in introducing himself as Steve and that he would be looking after him during the flight. Steve made sure that Daniel didn't want for anything during the flight. Eventually he had to get up and go to the toilet, the 10 other passengers were dozing or watching films. Steve was standing behind bar just in front of the galley and toilet area as Daniel approached. "Hello Sir, can I get you anything?" Steve asked as he was wiping some bottles. "Diet coke please. Question for you, why am I getting all this attentive service" asking as he sat on the bar stool. "My partner Callum in the clubhouse served you this morning, told me how nice you were and to look after you. Ice?" he said holding the tongues. "Thank you yes, how long is your layover in Barbados?" he asked as Steve popped the can open. "I have a week, in fact Callum is in premium economy he finished work 10 minutes before the flight." grinning from ear to ear. "Where are you staying when you get there?" Daniel asked looking at Steve. "Well it is low season we will find somewhere cheap" Steve shrugged his shoulders. Thank fully the airline had recently installed internet capability, Daniel sent a quick text to Sofie asking if there was a room for a week. "Well as you both looked after me, let me return the favour" Daniel smiled at Steve at the surprised look on his face. "Please you really don't need to" Steve responded "there is plenty of places to stay". Daniel's phone buzzed and Sofie confirmed they had a room, he asked Steve for his surname and sent the message back to Sofie. He got up from the bar stool and went to the bathroom. When he came out he found Steve and Callum chatting in the galley as other cabin crew bustled around preparing the afternoon tea service, they were only a couple of hours now from Bridgetown airport. "Hello Callum, you on holiday as well?" he held out his hand which Callum gladly took. "Yes, have to grab leave when we can" he told Daniel. "When we land meet me at baggage reclaim, I have sorted out your hotel for you as a thank you for looking after me." Callum asked how much they needed to budget nightly but Daniel waved his hand telling them it is all taken care of and just enjoy yourselves, he knew how hard they worked and that the pay was not that magnificent in the airline world. The flight landed ahead of schedule and Daniel found Steve and Callum at baggage reclaim, being airline employees they got through immigration much quicker. Baggage in hand he escorted them outside to the curb where two black limos waited emblazoned with the Salinger Barbados Retreat logo. Jackson one of the drivers came over swiftly to Daniel where he welcomed him back by name. Steve's mind suddenly clicked and remembered the name on the passenger manifest, he turned to Callum and told him that is Daniel Salinger and pointed to the hotel name of the limo. The other driver Marlon came over to addressed Steve and Callum by name and took their cases. Anyone who knew Barbados knew of the Salinger hotel being one of the islands most private and exclusive all inclusive resorts and that it came with a price tag to match. Callum bounced up and down on the curb side in excitement then went over and gave Daniel an hug. "Thank you so so much Daniel" he released the hug and looked at Daniel "No one has ever done anything like this for us" he said. "Absolute pleasure. See you in a few nights for dinner I hope?" as he stepped in to the limo and pulled away from the terminal building. The security gates raised as soon as the limo turned off the main road and continued up the sweeping driveway to the hotel. Sofie was there to greet Daniel as the limo pulled up, they had known each other for 10 years and hadn't seen each other for 3 months, they had a lot to catch up on. Situated on a private beach and well hidden from prying eyes the hotel attracted a few celebrities throughout the year, some returning time after time. It boasted the main hotel wing of 100 rooms and a private Orchid wing of 12 suites and private pool areas, dining, bar and front desk. The best thing was you could hide here and no one on the outside would know. The 2 owners suites where mostly used by the family as they had a private pool terrace. Daniel stood on the veranda and told Sofie it was good to be back home. Sofie stood by his side "Where is Greg, I thought he would be coming with you?" Daniel gazed in to the pool water "I ended it with him yesterday. I think it was a dead cause." "Sometimes we get so blindsided by what you think is love, when in fact you loose sense of reality." Sofie patted his arm. Daniel knew that was Sofie's way of telling him it was a very bad choice he made "Why didn't you tell me?" he looked at her. "You wouldn't have listened Danny." she walked off the veranda and bent down pick a fallen leaf out of the pool. Daniel watched Sofie, he loved her like a sister "Next time you got to slap me back to reality Sofie." he demanded. She smiled and told him they would have dinner together and talk about it then left Daniel to grab a nap before the jetlag got a grip.

Great reading , why would anyone ask to be breeded then go to get unneeded ? I love being poz and now that I am taking a break from meds , looking to breed , and am turned on feeling the virus running thru my body . Increasing my viral load , and driving my cd4 down . Lookin for the beginning of the wasted look .

This story deserves a conclusion! I can totally see Jared being devastated and destroyed while Ryan might embrace his new food bd freedom.

Looks like another losolent masterpiece!

Had to re-start mine: stillgsocumdump.tumblr.com

Capable - NO. Consider myself very fortunate, I have an awesome partner (14 yrs) that loves me unconditionally and is still okay with me playing with other guys. When we first got together we did 3 ways and groups, but he tired of those. He's 13 yrs older than I am, but understands my need for as much cock and cum as I can get. I don't flaunt my sex life in his face, I kiss him goodbye and tell him I love him every time before I leave the house to meet another guy. I'm also more of an extreme kink player, where as he is more of a vanilla. It's a good thing he allows me to play, I would have cheated on him otherwise. Makes it much easier that everything is up front and I don't have to sneak around.

We are men. Gay men. Men who love sex. Why should we emulate straight people (who aspire to monogamy and rarely have it)?

I have been with the same guy for going on 14 years now, and except for my pnp years, I have been pretty faithful. But a big part of that was that he brought out the pig in me, and very few, if any guys can match us here. Not even the pnp guys. Even in most cases they are too vanilla. If I found a top, or tops that werent too horribly far away and were as nasty as we are, fuck yeah I would be getting my brains screwed out. But plain old sex without creativity bores the crud out of me and I run the other way. Our only limits are scat, children, and women. Lots of guys will say that, but then you go further and they freak out. A big part of sex is verbal and in our head for both of us, and that seems to be pretty damn impossible to find. If a guy wants to quietly just breed me its not gonna do much for me at all.

This is really getting twisted. Lovin it. Time to pay the preacher a visit?

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taking anonymous loads is addictive so do what i do. go to a busy bathhouse on a busy night (preferably a fri nite bareback party, then get in the public sling lube your hole and put on a blindfold.then just let anyone breed you all night.if a guy tries to wear a condom,pull it off.most guys will still fuck you raw.be nothing but a public cumdumpster

Gritty spooge? I have never experienced this...and I've sucked A LOT of dicks!

My partner and I did a long weekend down south to get away from the cold. We try to do this as often as possible in the winter. Stayed at a gay resort in FTL, clothing optional, with a nice pool and hot tub area. The weather was pretty decent while we were there, so the pool area was active most afternoons and evenings. There was a nice mix of guys in their 40s, 50s and 60s at the resort, and it appeared some men came in on a day pass. There’s no playroom at this place, but that doesn’t slow down the sexual energy. There’s plenty of friskiness to be enjoyed. Some guys are very friendly, while there are always a few who just keep to themselves. One afternoon they hosted a little happy hour out by the pool. Nothing fancy, but still a nice opportunity to have a few cocktails and chat with other guys. My partner Shane and I threw on our bathing suits and joined the milling crowd. I chatted with a couple guys from Texas and MInnesota who were spending a couple weeks down there. I also appreciated the bartender was a heavy pourer and I was starting to enjoy a little buzz. Shane was chatting it up with some guys near the hot tub. He looked hot standing there in his blue speedo, his ample cock filling out the front nicely. There were casuals pets and tugs happening around the happy hour as guys flirted with one another. About 45 minutes into the event, I noticed an older bearish guy, silver-white hair, husky, with a trim beard wearing an orange speedo come up behind Shane and start rubbing his shoulders. I recognized the guy as someone who had been around the pool last night, and had chatted with Shane and a few others. He was charismatic and humorous, as I remembered, though I couldn’t recall much about him. I grabbed another drink and joined another conversation. I noticed that the daddy continued rubbing Shane’s shoulders, but was now also slowly grinding against Shane’s ass. Shane for his part had stopped participating in the conversation near him, and was slipping into his non-verbal sexual state. His hands reached back and touched the silver-haired daddy who was methodically seducing him. He started grinding his ass back against the guy’s bulging speedo, which was no longer completely containing the hardon. Finally I saw the guy lean toward Shane’s ear, say something, and Shane silently nodded. They quickly disappeared through the foliage, and then I caught of glimpse of them making their way to the guest rooms. It looked like they may head to our room. I chatted a few minutes more as the bar was closing up for happy hour. Guys were discussing dinner plans. I took that opportunity to slip away and head toward our room. I listened at the door, and thought I heard noise inside — tough to always tell through these metal doors. I unlocked the door quietly and stepped inside quickly and silently so as not to disturb anything. There was an intense sexual energy in the room. Shane was already impaled on the guy’s cock, the bear laying on his back on the bed while Shane bucked and bounced on his thick meat. He was riding hard, grunting and breathing heavy as he took that cock. The bear pushed a bottle of poppers under Shane’s nose — “Take a good hit, boy. You’ll need it.” Shane’s face was a total cock lust — a look I’ve seen plenty of times. I knew he was totally captivated by this guy’s dick inside him, and was going to do whatever he told. The bear obviously figured that out, too. ”Ride it, boy. This is what you wanted. Daddy’s cock in your hole.” i started jerking off,tucked behind a screen off the side of the room where I wouldn’t be intrusive. I love watching Shane get fucked, and this promised to be a hot show. Shane leaned forward, bracing his arms against the bear’s chest. The guy started thrusting upward hard and deep, driving grunts and gasps out of his bottom boy. They fucked intensely for nearly 10 minutes as I watched. Then Shane slowed down and slid off. The cock that emerged from his ass was like a torpedo — no wonder he was making so much noise getting fucked! It looked to be 7 1/2-8 inches long, and was girthy all around the middle before tapering to a nice head that could penetrate the tightest hole. Shane collapsed onto the bed, rolling onto his back. The bear was up and kneeling in front of Shane. “Show me your hole.” Shane complied, raising his legs and spreading them to expose his hole. The bear positioned himself and plunged inside, driving a gasp from Shane. “That’s it boy. It’s supposed to hurt a little. You knew you wanted this cock down by the pool. Now take it.” The guy proceeded to fuck Shane senseless. He was pounding hard, his balls slapping against Shane’ ass — I could hear it across the room — using the younger man’s ass for his pleasure. I could almost feel what Shane was experiencing in his ass. The thick raw cock stretching his hole wide, filling him with each plunging thrust, feeling empty each time it pulled out, and desperate to have it inside him again. He was completely given over to the ecstasy being fucked, and anticipating what more was to come. “I’m gonna mark your ass, boy. That’s right. You’re gonna be bred.” Shane looked up excitedly, breathing heavy with his hot body spread wide open for the pounding he was taking. The bear was grunting, a deep, growling sound. “Oh, boy. You’re gonna be my cumdump. That’s what you wanted down by the pool. Wasn’t it?” Shane was beyond being able to speak — he just nodded excitedly, breathing heavy, and looking with total surrender at the guy using him. The bear pounded into him, his thrusts fast and powerful. He was going for the gold here. He let out a string of grunts, his body slamming hard into Shawn’s spread ass, holding it there for a second, and then thrusting again as he grunted. He was unleashing streams of cum inside Shane’s waiting ass. He gave a feel final thrusts, relishing the tight, warm hole he’d been using. Then he pulled out, shuffled up the bed to Shane head, “Clean off Daddy’s dick,” and he pushed his raw cock into Shane’s open mouth. “ That’s it. Clean every drop of cum off it. Taste your ass on my dick.” Shane moaned his agreement, never taking his mouth off the cock that had just bred him. “That’s it, boy. I knew you were a cum whore. That’s eat. Show me how much you loved Daddy’s cock.” The energy in the room was fading. Shane would not cum, and the bear had no further use for him at the moment. He’d seduce Shane again the next night, and take him to a friend’s room where they would both breed his hot ass. Shane would describe to me how they passed him back and forth, fucking his face and ass until they both filled him with their cum. This is one of the reasons I love staying at gay resorts and on gay cruises. If you enjoyed this story of our exploits, let me know with a message and/or an uprating. I’ll keep sharing so long as people are reading — and hopefully getting off to them.

Part 27, Finally...... Yes boy, what would you like to ask? I was laying there as Mr C's amazing massage continued, I had always heard how amazing massages are but had never gotten anything other than a shoulder massage at the mall. This was incredible. With each slow and methodical move up my ass and to my shoulders he was pushing me deeper into the bed. The massage oil was puddling under me on the rubber sheet. It felt really cool how slippery the sheet had become and I was wiggling around on it like the slip and slide we had growing up. I dont know if he knew, but each time he moved his body forward to massage up my back his cock kept bumping into my butt cheeks, on the down stroke he would resume to a kneeling position and his cock would lay just above my knees.... Then again, forward he would go a little further and a little further. It felt so wonderful, it felt so natural. The further up my back he went the more his now incredibly hard and leaking cock would press pretty hard against my ass crack. He reached behind him and grabbed the oil bottle and put another squirt down my spine and over my butt. I could feel a significant amount being poured onto my butt crack and ooze down to my nuts. Quite a puddle had formed under my cock and nuts onto the sheet. I head the cap snap back onto the oil bottle and my ass tingled and my cock jumped. Mr. C set the bottle down and resumed his long strokes up and down my back. 'Does that feel good Lukas'. 'It feels amazing', as he got to my shoulder blades and his cock was pressing into my butt crack again. 'Good, just relax, I got you buddy' as he pulled back to my lower back 'Just breath' as he moved back up to my shoulder. This time he moved a little and his massive cock slipped down between my legs and my butt. 'I am glad you are enjoying this, I love giving Uncle Terry massages like this, but that normally leads to something else' and he laughed. I wasn't really sure what he meant, but it seemed appropriate to giggle a little anyway. His hands went all the way up my neck and into my hair line before he retreated back to his haunches. His next few strokes were only half way up my back but his cock continued to slide down between my ass crack and nuts but just in slower shorter jabs in and out. I felt my butt start to rise up as he pulled back. Each time he went up my back he went another inch further up my back and little bit further between my legs. It was like my ass was taking over my thinking. With each pull back with his hands my ass rose up more and more and my ass lips started to tingle. 'When you say leads to something, what do you mean Sir?', I asked. 'Well to be honest Lukas, this usually puts him into heat like a fucking bitch and he starts to rear that ass of his up in the air a bit to meet my stroke. I can always tell the more pressure I apply the more he wants to get bred. 'Oh, I see' I said. 'Do you like the way that feels sliding up your taint boy'? 'Yeah, it is incredible Mr. C., I feel so tingly and warm. Do you think this is the way a girl feels when you are making love to her?' 'I dont know, I guess so, but I do know how good it feels to my cock.' 'So what do you do when Uncle Terry gets into heat, or so excited'? 'Put your hands over your head boy and spread out your arms toward the headboard' He didnt say anything else but returned to his massage movements but went further, almost laying on my back with his hairy chest as his hands went up my shoulders. Each move he went another inch further and his huge daddy meat passed slowly over my boy pussy and then he pressed his huge cock deeper into my taint and pushed up against my nuts. Each time, he applied a little more pressure onto my hole and clit as he grazed past it. Each time he did my hole tingled. Fuck, what was happening to me. On his next sliding past my fuck hole he commented, 'Your Uncle Terry usually wiggles his sweet pucker a little and he invites me inside him' I let out a little whimper and my fuck hole tingled. The next pass up my body was one handed and I heard the oil bottle lid pop open and more warm oil ran down my ass crack like a warm river. There must be a few cups of oil under my crotch, I feel so incredibly wet. The way he was pressing down my waist.... my cock, nuts and asshole were submerged in the very warm oil. As he passed over my hole he pressed a little harder with his big fucking raw cock and I felt the warm oil seep inside me. My hole had started to gape open and the oil was slowly trickling into my fuck hole. 'Uncle Terry is very lucky', I said. He didnt say anything but just did several more full body movements all the way down my arms and grinding his cock at my opening each time before letting it slip up my taint further and knock my nuts out of the way before he came to a stop. Each time he withdrew I felt my ass instinctively rise and open a little more. 'Hold your ass up in the air for a minute pup, real high, yeah like that. God that is amazing. I have only seen that a couple times.' 'Seen what Mr. C?' 'Your asshole is what we call gaping or flowering. It is big around as a dime and I can see right inside you', and with that I felt more lube being poured in my crack and flowing right into my asshole. I had no idea what was coming over me, but I grabbed the sheets and reared my hole up. He pushed my ass back down and resumed the massage. I could feel the warm oil sloshing around in my fucking ass and was making me incredibly wet. 'What do you feel Uncle Terry is lucky boy?' 'Almost out of breath, I said, 'I think when he gets into heat, all he can think about is how good he feels and he is lucky enough to have you there making him feel that good.' 'Oh, like I said, that just gets him into heat to accept my cock inside his pussy, but he knows the best is yet to come' 'It gets better you mean'? I moaned and whimpered out, grabbing the sheets harder, clenching that rubber in my hands. 'Oh fuck yes, this is just warming up for when things get really hot', Mr. C said. 'Oh fuck, I cant even imagine how that must feel' I squealed. 'Would you like to find out sometime boy? Would you like to know what Uncle Terry feels?' 'Oh yes, I would love to find out. Mr. C, could I ask you a personal question?' He was really pushing hard at my hole before passing by and laid on my back and whispered into my ear has his hands grabbed my wrists and said 'Yes boy, what would you like to ask?' 'Do you think,.... well would you....., well do you think you might....., well I would love it if you might show me what it feels like sometime.' 'Sometime boy?' 'Well, Right now SIR.... please! PLEASE COULD YOU SHOW ME' and I pressed my ass so hard against him I raised him up off the bed with my butt.

I am hoping that this is the right place to put this story. There don’t seem to be any like it, so forgive me if I am mistaken in putting it here. I am a filthy cum slut. I was 23 or so when i figured it out for the first time after hooking up with a super hot couple off CL. I was already pretty deep into PNP at the time and I had only been fucked by a guy a once on the down low at the local Vegas ABS’s, but it was not bareback so it wasn’t great. I used to get really high and go lose myself in the many, many, many cocks that las vegas porn booths have to offer. I would swallow TONS of cum, enough to get full on. But something was still missing, no matter how many dicks I sucked I never felt satisfied. I figured this meant that it was time to offer up my ass to someone for fucking and breeding. So one of the times I was VERY high on tina, I was cruising on CL for some nice dicks to finally breed my hungry hole. I got a message from a SUPER hot couple that was looking for a bottom to share, one was white with a nice thick dick, and the other guy was black with a HUGE cock. We exchanged numbers and I got their address. I was so excited, my dick was leaking in my pants and my hole was tingling with anticipation. I arrived at a very nice house in Henderson, knocked on the door, and was greeted by the white guy, wearing a sexy ass jock and nothing else. I could smell the Tina smoke from the doorway. The smell made my ass tingle even more, and my dick twitched in my pants. I walked inside, my eyes slowly adjusting to the low light and smoky room. I saw the black guy sitting on the couch with a glass pipe and a torch, hitting it hard, smoke billowing all around him. He was naked, with his big semi hard dick draped over his thick muscular thigh. There was the typical bareback pig porn on the TV and his eyes were transfixed on the twink-ish guy getting his pussy stretched out by a HUGE black cock. Seeing his glazed over eyes told me that I was in for a real treat with these two. The white guy lead me to the couch, asked me if I wanted to get more comfortable, and handed me the huge glass pipe they had filled with white tina. I took a few huge hits, standing fully clothed by the couch, them watching me like a piece of meat. After 7-8 big hits I passed the pipe and took off my clothes. As the white guy hit the pipe a few times the black guy asked me if I wanted something sexy to wear. I said yes and was lead to the bedroom, which was FULL of gay posters, and leather gear. Boy was I getting eager. The black guy went into the closet and the white guy came in and stood by the door after passing me the pipe, which I started hitting immediately. As I was hitting it, I saw the black guy pulling out, lacey thongs, short skirts, a fishnet body suit and tons of girls clothing. I was getting super high so I didnt think much of it, until the black guy held up the fish net body suit up to me and said to the white guy “im glad we have a thin, smooth slut to wear this, we have had it so long and no one has been worthy of it”. I was confused and said “You guys want me to wear THAT!?! I have never dressed like that before, and im not sure I am up to it” The black guy looked instantly deflated. “Would you wear some panties? Nothing is hotter than a tweaker slut in some nice sexy panties.” I agreed, like the whore I was on tina. I slipped them on, and instantly loved the way they went up my ass, and cupped my dick so tight. He handed me some fishnet thigh highs and told me to put them on as well, and by this point the idea sounded great. As I followed them back into the living room I looked at my ass, it looked so fucking sexy in the thong and thigh highs. We all sat on the couch, me in the middle. We smoked A LOT! More than I had ever smoked before, and the sight of my legs in the fishnets was making me feel like such a little slut. Without wasting any more time, I took one last HUUUUGE hit off the pipe, and got to me knees, staring at the white guy’s thick hairy cock. My mouth was watering. I took a glance at the TV, and caught a glimpse of my ass sticking out like a whore while on my hands and knees in front of one of the nicest cocks I had ever seen. Feeling instantly whorish I devoured his soft chem dick into my slutty mouth. As soon as it was fully stuffed in my mouth, I let out on uncontrolled moan of pleasure, god his cock felt good in my mouth. I started bobbing my head on his dick, letting my inner slut come out. The black guy shot gunned me a few hits, after which id attack the white guys dick again like a hungry dick slut. Then he got up and grabbed one of the plugs on the table, lubed it up, pulled my panties to the side and started easing it into my tight cunt. I moaned into the fat cock in my mouth and pushed back, feeling the plug rip into me. I instantly wanted all the dick in the world in me right then. When the fat plug was all the way inside my pussy, he moved the thong back into place and pulled my head off his BF’s now erect cock. Roughly pulling my head in front of his growing thick black snake. I positioned the base of the plug right over my heel, and as I put that fat mushroom head in my mouth, I sat down hard on the plug, my heel pushing it achingly deep in my boycunt. I sat there rocking on the plug and slobbering on his dick for god know how long, but I must have been good, because he shot a thick, powerful load into my mouth and held my head into him, forcing his softening dick into my throat. God it tasted good. I got up off my heel, standing on my now wobbly, fishnet covered legs. While trying to stand I somehow found that It feels amazing to pull my thong tight, forcing the plug back deep inside me which I did over and over while waiting for what came net. The white guy wanted to suck the remnants of cum out of that thick black dick, so I sat and continued to chem up pulling the lug into my hungry hole with the thong. Suddenly the black guy pushed his bf off his dick and left the room, coming back with a needleless syringe filled with some liquid. He said to me “get on your hands and knees cunt, face down ass up” when I was in the position I felt my new best friends, my plug and my new black panties being pulled away from my ass. The plug was forced into my mouth, which I sucked eagerly in my horned up frame of mind. Not feeling I was being slutty enough, I put it on the floor, and bobbed my head up and down on it moaning, trying to impress my new friends with my slutty behavior. I felt something go into my hole, then a burn as something was shot up inside me. The plug was put back in my hole, held firmly in place by my sexy black thong. Wow…. Something was happening now. The horniness I felt was shooting through the roof. Standing in the middle of the room, facing the bareback porn on the tv, I started pulling the plug out of myself, then forcing it back in. Over and over and over. I was putting on quite the show apparently because they were both stroking and egging me on, calling me whore, cunt slut etc. Encouraged by the guys I pulled the plug out, set it down and grabbed one of the large dildos on the table, put the base on the floor and positioned my cunt over it. The black guy handed me what he called ‘special lube’, I used A LOT of it to grease up my now insatiable hole. Then with them watching and passing the glass pipe, I sat on the huge dildo, feeling it stretch my hole further than I had ever had it. I rode it like a pro, letting the whole thing fall out, then slamming it back home, sitting as far down as I could. I was passed the pipe, and while keeping the dildo in me, hit the pipe long and deep. My ass ate up the remaining length of dildo as I exhaled. The white guy put his dick in my mouth while I rode the dildo in the middle of the living room in my fishnets and moved aside thong. Finally I told them “I need some dick in me right now, please!” and with that pulled the dildo out, deep throated it and pushed the white guy back on the couch. Without preamble I sat on his fat cock, even semi soft it slid right into my chemed up hole. OH. MY. GOD. It felt like my hole was on fire as he pulled it slowly in and out. When I was used to it, the chemed up whore I am started roughly bouncing on his dick, while begging the black guy to allow me to suck him again. He shot gunned me a huuuge hit and slammed his dick into my mouth, asking me how the special lube felt, I could only moan like a slut around his dick and bounce on his bf’s cock. I was now a full on slut, fully hungry for cum. The white guy pulled out super fast, leaving my hole feeling extra empty, and told me to move to the floor by the sliding glass door In the kitchen, where I could see myself in the reflection, and damn my ass and legs DID look good! I saw the black guy now standing behind me with another syringe full of liquid, which was shot up into my hole, then capped with the plug again and held in place by my new favorite piece of sex cloths. After the feeling of bare cock, the plug was small. They told me to stay there and watch them through the sliding glass window while thy fucked outside. Outside they went, the white guy eagerly bent over the Jacuzzi cover and exposed his ass, which the black guy filled right away. I grabbed the plug, pulled it out, then back in a few times, feeling less than filled. I slammed the plug back in, replaced the thong to hold it inside my hole, and got up and grabbed the pipe. I sat on my heels smoking like a druggie whore until I the black guy motioned to me. Instantly knowing that his big fat black cock would soon be filling my pussy made me reflexively loosen my cunt. As I stood up, the plug fell past my thong, and on to the floor. My ass felt so loose, it needed to be filled! I felt the second syringe hit me as I was standing there, my ass tingled, and I could feel the drugs leaking out and soaking my thong with chem juice. Knowing it would soon be also soaking with cum, sweat and more ‘special’ lube I let it go, knowing id suck it all out eventually. Acting like a whore for these guys was something I was learning to enjoy. I opened the sliding glass door, arched my back, stuck out my whore hole and shook my hips like a wanton whore as I slowly approached them, the sounds of dick and wet hole filling the air. They grabbed me and pushed me onto the jaccuzzi cover, leg up in the air, my eager hole exposed. As the black guy lined up his cock, moved my thong asaide, and started to push in he said “get ready to be bred you little skank”. It was going to be a long night……

Part 11; Holding tightly onto my waist, and buried deep inside me with his Fido Cock-Sheath, my Dark Master fucked me like a wild animal, with his Were-Wolf head snarling and growling towards the ceiling as he pounded the cunT he'd just poZZed, like a rabid hungry Beast tearing apart it's prey. I was stretched. I was sore. I was bleeding! He took the Fido Cock-Sheath off, flipped me onto my back, and penetrated my dirTy whore hole, balls deep, with his BARE highly charged, toxic, fully blown, Gonnorhoea laden, filthy toxic fuck weapon. His Beast-Dick immediately began to piston fuck my now loose gaping nasTy cunT, and it bloomed, getting ready to accept his first harmful hazardous load. He leaned in next to my ear, and growled as he fucked me. His fuck pace and growling increased in their intensity, until it was not long before I felt his fuck-weapon throb, and my cunT became wet, as his growls were now with short pronounced bursts. His toxic DNA was already swimming inside my veins, and now, he was spraying it deep in my hungry guts! He took his mask off, looked in the mirror, and ordered me to, also; - Is that what you want boy, to look like your Dark Master in years to come? - Oh YES Master. And once you are gone, I will always have you inside of me, so I can always think of and cherish this moment. He looked into my eyes, and spat in my face repeatedly ... - Phwooooooooaaaaar, you nasTy fuckin' Poz PIG! He got up, and dragged me into a cage, where he locked me in. He left again, and once again I was plunged back into Darkness, alone with the Demonic Whispers over the sound system for a good hour! I put my alone time to good use, lying on my back, fingering my nasTy Poz cunT the entire time! - Oh Master, you're now inside me forever. You own me. I can never ever escape the tight grip of your power that will pin me down for the rest of my days. I am now under your spell to obey you in life, and in death! The Basement door opened, and one set of foot steps came down, it was my former Master, Pete. Lights switched back on. His attire now was just his German Army Boots. And I now noticed he had 'AIDS Master' written across his chest. He was holding a glass of clear liquid with a straw in it, which he set to the side. - Oh boy, you and the new twink are in for a right treat! Jim has now got 37 from his IM group attending, and I have now managed to find 17 from my online profile. 54 nasTy unmedicated highly charged Poz Fuckers coming especially to breed the pair of you. Several are already upstairs, drinking, getting horned up at what is now a pre Poz Party. The atmosphere is electric up there. He unlocked the cage, dragged me out, threw me into a bath, stood over me, demanded I open my mouth, and began to take a HUGE piss! I managed to drink a lot of it, with the rest covering my chest, and trickling down my sides, to the bottom of the tub. The basement door then opened again, and it was my Dark Master, who was guiding the blindfolded neg twink down the stairs. He was a keen jogger, and he had the sexy legs to show for it. He was wearing those 70s style shorts, ankle socks, trainers, and a tight fitting sweaty singlet that showed off his pecs and pert nipples. The boy had jogged here! My Master, who also was now sporting 'AIDS Master' across his chest, spoke; - He's here, and what a CUTIE! I had a job to get him past the wandering hands of the nasTy Poz Fuckers we already have upstairs. Enjoy this sexy pig!

PART 3 Finally, Tim backed off and that slick wet tongue that had been giving my ass so much pleasure was gone. I arched my back and moaned, I just wanted more so bad. “Don’t worry Chris, I haven’t even started pleasuring your little boyhole. I just wanted you to see what your ass does to me,” Tim said rising up. His cock was rock hard. A bead of precum was dripping off the tip. I practically dove up to get to it, that massive man cock. My teachers man cock. And my mouth opened greedily to savor it. I wanted that big dick in my mouth so badly. But first I had to lap that precum up, as my tongue flicked out and licked and swirled on his big mushroom head. Lips already wet with spit, I slid my mouth down on his shaft. I lost myself in sucking him. I worshiped it with my mouth. I pulled off and licked and sucked on his balls and then returned to sucking the head. I tried my best to please him. I wanted to be a good cocksucker for him. With him standing just next to the edge of the bed, I was on my hands and knees to reach him and so when he leaned over me, it wasn’t hard for his hands to reach my ass. His very wet fingers felt cold for just a moment when they touched my hole, but quickly grew warm. It was my first time having my ass lubed, but I knew it wasn’t spit. His hand pulled away and then returned, and my hole and as crack grew slick, so slick his finger just eased into me. The pressure and fullness felt incredible and i arched my back. I sucked with even more desire, as his finger slowly opened me up. It wasn’t spoken when he pulled away and then guided me around. He spread my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed. My slick and shiny hole was presented to him, my cheeks spread wide. He slowly stroked his rock hard cock. He knew he was about to fuck me and I knew he was about to fuck me. I was still nervous but I wanted it so bad. He had driven me to the point where I just needed hot gay man sex. Nothing else mattered except this hot older guy and his giant beautiful penis. Finally, I felt it. The head of his cock. Only instead of pushing in, he was slowly rubbing the head against my hole. The slight slight pressure and the gentle tiny circles drove me crazy. It felt SO good. He had one hand on his cock and one hand keeping me in place. I knew he didn’t have a condom on. I was really aware of that and it kept running through my head, but it felt so good. And I was 18 and with a guy more than twice my age. And I knew I wasn’t gonna say anything if he didn’t. The rubbing and pressure kept making me just want him more and more. So much that when he finally leaned in and whispered “I’m going to fuck you now,” I just whimpered “Please!”. And the circles stopped and the pressure got stronger. I tried to relax. He pushed and then I felt a sharp stab in my hole and I gasped and threw inches of bare cock was inside me and I was no longer a virgin. He paused and stroked my back gently. “Relax, just relax and open up. Let that hole open up for me,” he whispered, adding “let me show you how good my cock can make you feel.”

Part 2; I took my military leather cap off, and put a Gas Mask on. I then removed pup's blindfold. Now donning a Gas Mask he still could not his Master's face. I pushed his face into his piss. 'You come into Sir's home, and you piss all over the place. Fucking clean it up'. 'Yes Sir. Sorry Sir'. He got to work, licking up his piss from the floor, with his cute hairless cunt stuck right up into the air. I walked to his face, and ordered he take a few hits of poppers, then pushed his face back into his piss again. I returned to his ASS, spat on my toxic (un-medicated viral load at 1.7m) fuck-meat, and just plunged straight in. Fuck, he was super super TIGHT, with no foreplay to help loosen, just good old fashioned poppers. Remember, we had no discussions about statuses at this point, so, I didn't know if he was poz or not. I fucked 'it' for a few minutes, then withdrew my Dick, and stood by his piss slurping head. He started to lick one of my boots, which left me with no option but to flog his ASS again with the Paddle. 'Did I say you could lick my boots. I hadn't signed off your last job yet. Now SIT, SIIIIIT, good boy, good boy. Now look up at me' He looked up at me, with his sweet deep brown innocent looking eyes. I laughed in an evil manner through my Gas Mask. I put his blindfold back on, and ordered him to take another hit of poppers. Returning to his ASS I lubed up a 'Beagle Puppy tail', and slammed it in his tight cunt! 'OUCH' 'Wag your tail boy' .... He waggled .... 'Good boy' He looked so sexy collared and leashed up, blindfolded, with his puppy tail and paws! I took the Gask Mask off and put back on my military leather cap. Grabbing hold of his leash I tugged and took my pup for his first walk around Sir's home. Down the hallway we went, and into the centre of the living room onto a vinyl play sheet, where I got him sitting in puppy position in front of Sir (who by the end of the night would be his Dark Master). 'Not only did you piss all over my bedroom floor, you made a right old mess of Sir's Dick by covering it with you cunt juice. Now lick it and clean it up' He found my Dick with the sense of touch, even through his paws, and started sucking. I grabbed his jaw, spat on and slapped his pretty little face ... 'I SAID lick, not suck. Very slowly lick the base of my shaft all around, and slowly work your way up to the top. Once at the top, continue licking until I give further instructions' 'Yes Sir. Sorry Sir' I re-lit my Cigar, and stood there enjoying my smoke as the pup got to work. When he reached the top I let him slowly lick my Dick end for ages, until I started dripping pre-cum. 'You're making me leak pre-cum, more fucking mess, you're meant to be cleaning me up' I once again grabbed his jaw, spitting on and slapping his face. And again swapped my military leather cap for my Gas Mask! 'Right, on your back boy' 'Yes Sir' I took out his Beagle puppy tail. As soon as I did his super tight cunt snapped tight shut again. I restrained his ankles with the leg spreader, padlocking the cuffs, and shoved my toxic weapon back up his tight little cunt. 'OoooWWCH, that hurts Sir. Can I please have some more Poppers?' I ignored him and carried on Fucking, getting off at seeing him wince in pain. This pup NEEDS to learn how to take it like a Man! 'Once I have cum inside you boy, you will no longer call me Sir. You will from then on always address me as Master!' 'Yes Sir. You're neg though, right Sir?' I looked down at my naked toxic weapon sliding in and out of his tight cunt, unprotected, and smiled with my inner deep depravity. 'No boy, I am poz, have been for several years now' 'Oh, OK. But you are on medication, right Sir?' 'No boy, never been on medication, and, I have a very high viral load. And you?' 'I'm neg Sir' I pulled out immediately for two reasons. Firstly I wanted to know what his stance is. And secondly if I done even just two more strokes, I would have bust my nut right there and then! ********** For the first time in my story telling, I would like to invite my fellow BZ Men to offer their ideas on where this story should go next. Do I send him home, or, do I make him Master's property? ☣️ ☣️

Getting fucked is great but the ultimate fuck is getting bred. Nothing like knowing you took in their DNA.

Definitely prefer loose sloppy over tight! Love to be able to slam deep from the start without having to work a tight hole open. Also love the visual look of a hole that has been fucked hard - looking like a inviting cunt...

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

Sorry it took so long to get this out there. It's just tough with so much going on in life, right now. I spent most of whatever free time I had reading, as opposed to writing. I may have just one more installment after this, more like an epilogue. Thanks for the love and encouragement. Hope you guys enjoyed it. I particularly enjoyed writing out some of the raunchier elements with this, so my next project might be more focused on man scents. --- As soon as Joey left, I texted Carlos to let him know what happened and he told me he’d be on the lookout for Joey’s text. In the meantime, I went about work before prepping for the night. I got the text from both Carlos and Joey at the same time while I was prepping myself. Joey merely said to be ready tonight because he found someone who was interested. Carlos said he could wait for us to give Joey his third Poz load. My cock would not go down as I waited the rest of the day thinking about what Carlos said. Even if I wasn’t the one pozzing him, I was definitely complicit in the act. I wondered whether the old me would have ever thought something like this was arousing. Would I have been disgusted with myself. It didn’t really matter, my raging hard on told me. I was already in too deep. Joey walked in with the air of excitement. I could see it in his smile and instead of warming my heart, it warmed my groin. “Hi babe,” he greeted me. “I hope you’re ready. He should be coming over soon.” “I think I’m ready. I hope you are.” I leaned into his face for a kiss and pulled his hips into mine, grinding my hard cock into his own. We made out, arousal at our upcoming event fueling the fire of our sexual drives. Joey pulled my shirt off and I got a whiff of my pits. I didn’t bother washing because I had a feeling Carlos would appreciate it, but I saw the brief stink-face from Joey. I kissed him again to take his mind off of that. This night wasn’t about what he was into. Just then, the buzzer rang. Joey walked over to open the door and there stood Carlos. He looked sexy in a white tee and those loose fitting pants as he walked in. He looked from Joey to me and smirked. “Hey, I’m Carlos,” he ‘introduced’ himself as he shook my hand. The pretense of It all made me anxious and horny. He shook Joey’s hand, too. To his credit, Joey acted quite natural as though he hadn’t met him before. “I’m Joey,” he said plainly. “I’m the one who you spoke to. And this is my boyfriend, Andy.” “You guys seem pretty hot,” Carlos said as he brushed his hand across his chest. “I like that you guys are open to playing around.” “Well, we’ve been strictly monogamous until today,” I mentioned. I scanned Joey’s face to see if that statement was lost on him. Again, to his credit, he didn’t seem phased. Which only served to fuel my fire. “But I’d love to watch you work his ass over.” “Oh really,” he quipped as he moved closer to me and pulled my head in for a deep kiss. My eyes closed briefly and I brought my hand down to grope his cock through his pants as our tongues intertwined. After breaking our kiss, I noticed Joey’s eyes a bit dimmed but they lit up again as Carlos moved towards him. Joey led the way as all three of us moved into my bedroom. He stood at the foot of the bed, sandwiched between me and Carlos. I lifted his shirt off as Joey did the same to Carlos. They made out as I undid Joey’s belt, pulling his pants down and helping him step out of them. I stood up and Joey crouched down to take off Carlos’s pants and admire the poison package. Carlos grinned and looked up at me. He reached for my shirt and pulled up. With my arms up, he caught a whiff of my scent and dove in with a “fuck yeah” and lapped at my pit. Joey had just worked the cock into his mouth at that point and Carlos seemed in heaven, switching over to my other ripe pit. He came up for air and I pulled him into a kiss, tasting my scent on his lips. Both of us breathed in the musk, panting as we made out while Joey worked on Carlos’s now rock hard cock. “Take off those pants and sit on the bed,” Carlos whispered huskily. I positioned myself at the head while Carlos pried Joey from his dick. He lifted him from the floor and guided him by the shoulders towards the bed. Joey crawled towards my cock, which left his ass in the air. As Joey started licking my balls, Carlos leaned in and started to lick his ass. It was such a turn on watching as Carlos ate with fervor at my boyfriend’s hole. “Mmm delicious,” Carlos said as he came up for air and started whacking his hard cock on Joey’s ass. He looked into my eyes and saw the hunger. “I can’t wait to fill it up.” Joey lifted his head off my cock and motioned for the condoms. He looked at me and said, “Thank you. I needed this.” I assume he meant the threesome. “I know. I need this just as much if not more,” I replied, referring in my own head to watching him unknowingly being loaded with poz cum. I gave him the condom so he could put it on Carlos. Carlos looked at me smiling as he spun Joey towards my hard cock, shoving his face down on it. Carlos pulled hard on the condom to snap it, as I’d already made sure they were easy to break. I handed over the lube and Carlos applied a generous amount to his cock and to Joey’s ass, shoving his fingers in to get more in there. I could have sworn I felt Joey squirm a bit. His mouth bit down on my cock a bit as I watched Carlos piston his fingers in and out. He pulled his fingers out and showed me his nails were long. It all made sense. Carlos aimed his cock at Joey’s hole and slid in easily with all the lube. I was hard as a rock knowing he was taking my boyfriend’s ass raw. Joey moaned into my cock as he was filled with that poz cock. I didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled Joey off and kissed him. It was more of an animal kiss than a lover’s. Carlos gripped his hair and pulled him up to kiss him, too. I took that chance to get off the bed and get underneath both Joey and Carlos so I could watch that scorpion tail sting its prey. I was rock hard and drooling as I saw Carlos pull all the way out and slide all the way back in raw. He pushed Joey’s face down into a pillow and started plowing his way through that cheating ass. His ass juices and lube were splashing onto my face. I got up as Carlos looked into my eyes and winked. He pulled me in for a deep kiss. As animalistic as this one was, I couldn’t help but feel something I felt was missing from when Joey and I kissed. We shared something deeper in this passionate kiss. We broke our kiss as he used one hand to guide my head to look at his cock. His thrusting pace slowed considerably. He wasn’t pulling all the way out, but after a few more thrusts he pulled all the way out and pushed my head down to his cock. I could taste his musk and separate it from Joey’s ass juices. I could taste his cum. He’d unloaded in Joey’s ass. I lifted off his cock and stuck my face in Joey’s ass. I ran my tongue across the abused hole and pushed in. Some of Carlos’s poz cum leaked into my mouth and I moaned. Carlos made a show of getting another condom as he tossed the broken one from his cock into the trash so that Joey could see him as he handed it to me. I quickly went to work putting it on myself and “making myself comfortable”. Carlos came behind me and licked his tongue up my crack as I slid myself into Joey’s wet, used hole. I felt myself shiver as I could feel his tongue lap up my musky ass, working its way into my hole. I shivered, too, as I could feel his cum/lube mixture in Joey’s ass as I fucked my little whore. I shivered more as I felt Carlos kiss his way up my ass and back towards my neck. Maybe it’s cold in heaven. He tossed an open condom wrapper past me onto the bed. Joey looked back and saw him standing behind me and leaning forwards, kissing my neck. He saw my eyes glaze over with lust as I thrust into him with Carlos moving closer. He saw my gasp as Carlos snapped his hips against my ass. He heard me moan as Carlos thrust into me, which led me to thrust into Joey. I reached around to jerk off Joey’s cock and Joey turned his head back to the pillow and began moaning, opening his ass up for me. As Carlos tongued my earlobe, he paused there while continuing to fuck my ass. “This is so hot. You look so hot fucking him. I love your hole. It feels so nice in here.” I moaned hearing these words as he spoke them with a seductive whisper. “How does it feel, fucking your own load into his ass. Feels good, doesn’t it? God, you look so hot. Don’t you wish you were pozzing him, too? Wouldn’t that be hot?” His questions burned in my mind, fueling my fuck. I did think it would be hot. I did wish I was pozzing him. “Fuuuuuuck,” was all I could manage to say. I felt Joey’s ass clench as he reached orgasm. It drove me over the edge as I unloaded in him. I slammed each load into him, hoping he would be pozzed for all of his life. As I clenched up for that final blow, I felt Carlos’s arm across my chest. He pulled me into his cock and I naturally bent over to open my ass for him. I felt him shake as he held onto me. I realized I was shaking a bit, too. Carlos recovered first, pulling out of me. He helped me pull out of Joey and leaned in to lick Joey’s ass clean. He then moved to suck my cock clean of juices. Then he sat up and I saw his cock. I’m not sure I was surprised, but there it was in all it’s glory – with a broken condom on it. I leaned down to suck it clean and removed the evidence. Carlos took it and the one that was on me and tossed them in the trash. He lay down on the bed on that side as I slid up next to him, sort of squeezing Joey out to the other side of the bed. Carlos wrapped his arm around me and I felt myself melt into him. I closed my eyes and slept.

my hole had been used a lot by men and my town toys, usually it looks fairly normal but it gets loose right after cleaning and stays a little gapey for about an hour after getting used. here's my hole after last nights toying session

Sorry to all of you for the long delay in updating this story. I fully intended to do so, and yet life got in the way. Every time I looked to go back, I never really had the drive. Then the longer I put it off, the more I thought about just leaving it open ended. You know how it is. Anyway, here’s my latest installment. The days passed and at times I wondered about what kind of person I was to put Joey through that. Part of me told myself he deserved it. Another part of me said I was a despicable sorry excuse for a person and I would burn in hell. Still, there was no denying that I was turned on by the whole thing. I was washing the dishes from a rather quiet dinner with Joey, who noticed my distraction. I would say I was surprised, but we had dated for a year. “Are you okay, babe?” he asked. “You seem like you have a lot on your mind.” I thought about what to say. Do I tell him I know he’s been cheating? Do I tell him I set him up? No, I didn’t want to deal with that drama. “Sorry, I guess work has me a little preoccupied,” I replied. He came up behind me and brushed his hand down my front and settled on my cock. “I know how to settle your mind a bit,” he purred in my ear. His tongue brushed my ear and he sucked my earlobe into his mouth and nibbled. My cock grew in his hand and he stroked it through the fabric. I finished the last of the rinsing and set the dishes on the rack. Turning around, I grabbed Joey’s head and guided him into a kiss. We made out, my hands moving down his side towards his ass and pulling him into me. His hand was still on my cock, massaging it. I slipped my hands into his waistband and kneaded his ass and then thought to the image I saw of Carlos’ cock in his ass with the busted condom. I growled into our kiss and pulled my hands out to pull Joey up and carry him to the bedroom. He seemed surprised when I dropped him on the bed and quickly tore off his clothes. I followed suit and soon we were both naked. I crawled onto the bed towards his hard cock, taking it into my mouth. Giving him one of my expert blow jobs, according to Carlos. Thinking of him made me hornier, it seemed. I ran my hands across Joey’s thighs and brought them up to expose his ass. Joey knew to grab his knees as I traced my tongue from his balls down to his puckered hole. As I licked and nibbled, I wondered whether Joey had noticed his ass was full of cum. I thought back to my own taste of Carlos’ cum and thought it would be delicious to eat it out of Joey’s ass. I kissed my way up again, hooking Joey’s knees on my shoulders and went to kiss him. He never really liked me to do that after eating him out no matter how clean he was and this time was no different. His head went to the side, so I licked and sucked on his neck. My cock was at his hole and I rutted trying turn him on. I thought maybe this time he would let me breed him. “Babe,” I heard him say. I looked up and saw him grab a condom from under the pillow and hand it to me. I held it for a second and felt my sex drive plummet. I knew, I just knew he wouldn’t let me and yet, I dared to hope. I tore open the condom and put it on my already deflating cock. I tried, I really did. It just wasn’t working. “I’m sorry, I just can’t do it anymore,” I sighed. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “I’m just not turned on anymore,” I said, knowing the weight of my words. “Breaking rhythm to put on the condom took me out of the zone.” “I get it,” he whispered, looking hurt. “I’m…I’m sorry.” I laid down on the bed and faced away from him. I wasn’t even sure how to respond. I didn’t really want to say it was okay because it wasn’t anymore. I just didn’t want to say that either. He seemed to take the hint that I didn’t want to talk, just lying there silently. After a while, I got up, saying I was going to take a shower. After I got out, he was laying in his clothes again. “I’m gonna head out to the gym,” he said casting his eyes downward. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Okay.” He got up and walked over to me and I let him give me a kiss on the cheek. He quickly glanced in my eyes and smiled before heading out the door. I sat down on the bed and wondered what I was going to do. My phone vibrated and I looked and saw I had a message from Carlos. My cock stirred and I opened the message to see him say that Joey was on his way over. I was hurt that he would leave like that when we just had that moment, but realized Joey was gonna get another load of poz cum. >Fuck him. Breed his cheating ass. He left me with a load here since I couldn’t stay hard when he made me put on a condom. Instead of taking care of me, he’s out being a whore. >>Damn, really? I’ll make sure to rough him up for you. Get my toxic load deep. >Wish I could eat that load out after you fuck him. I don’t know why I said that, but it was true and it just came out. >>Fuck yeah, that would be hot to see. I’ll hit you up later.

I want to be next, I want to be next!!!! I've been waiting for a long time for the next installment and it was well worth the wait for sure. And I'm already getting xxxcited for the next chapter. Thnx rawemobttm for the story and all the work it takes to post a story like this. I sure hope you blasted a few loads in the making. I sure have in the reading oh, and btw, this is a pic of what my Adam would look like...hope to see some other guys images of their Adams

Part two: So I get up and get dressed and take my sore ass home only to lay in bed and start putting my fingers in my ass while I jacked myself off; I even scooped up my cum and ate it and falling right to sleep. Oh the dreams I must have had that night I woke up with a raging hard on and thought about jacking off, but remembered I had to be at this rest area by noon and it was 9:30, so I get up do my chores and the scene from the day before kept coming back in my mind that just a day ago I was straight and liked girls, and in less than 24 hours I had sucked another guys cock, and a black one at that; swallowed his cum and got fucked by another guy without a condom, was I gay now? I didn’t feel gay; but my cock kept getting hard at the thought of me getting fucked like a girl and sucking off another man!! At 11:30 I bail and head to the park; scared that if I am not there on time this guy would show up at my parents’ house! So I am walking down the road to where I was told to go and found an old brick building off the road, there were several cars parked around, some guys were reading the paper, some were walking along the road by their cars, and some were empty. So I walk into the men’s room and sure enough the white guy is standing there next to the sink; Drop your shorts so I can see if you got underwear on, I start to look around and he yelled, NOW BITCH! I thought I was going to faint not knowing if anyone else was there, but I did what he said and showed him I didn’t have any underwear on. Take off your shorts and give them to me now bitch, then get in the cubicle. So I do it so he wouldn’t yell at me again, since I was no match for him since I was only 140 pounds at 5’11, I was called skinny Minnie in school, and hated confrontation. So I get in the stall and sit down,with only my sneaker on and the white guy comes in the stall with me and asks my name; so I tell him it was Chris, Dan is mine he stated, then he pulled down he pants and told me to get to work, I asked him if it was safe, at this point he grabs me by the throat and pushes me back against the wall and said you are a mans bitch now, you don’t ask, you just do; Understand you fucking bitch? All I could do was nod, as he let me go, he again told me to get to work, I grabbed his cock and started to suck on it. As I was sucking he gave me a bottle and told me that they call them poppers, like the one you had yesterday. So I inhale some and got a rush and started to work a little harder on sucking him, he said that is a good piggy bitch. The guy then pulls out this pipe and puts the lighter under it and starts to hit it a couple of times. He then told me it was my turn, well I don’t smoke, but is was to scared to tell him that; so he put the pipe to my lips and I inhale and started coughing really hard but within minutes I as so fucking high, I didn’t care who came in. I started sucking him for all it was worth but he pulled his cock from my mouth, opened the stall door and told me to go lean over the sink!! I walk over to the sink not caring who sees me and he tells me to spread em, sounded like a cop getting ready to search me. I look back and he is getting finger full of lube and dipping it into the same bag as yesterday and starts to push it up my horny as hell ass, I even found myself pushing back enjoying the feeling. I kept feeling higher and higher with every second, I was almost pleading with the guy to fuck me. He starts to laugh and told me I would be a pure cumdump in no time! He then lined his cock up and pushed in and I just laid my head on the sink submitting to another man who was now making me his bitch to breed and use, and I was loving it. Dan as now going to town tell me how tight of an ass I had and I would be well known in the park before the end of summer. I soon found out what he ment. Dan started to really slam his cock in my ass and I was now telling him how much I loved the feel of his cock and fuck me and use me anyway he wanted; again he laughed and said he planned on it. I hit the poppers again and was in overdrive pushing back, Dan asked me if I wanted his load pumping in me, OH GOD YEEEEEES!! FUCK ME PLEASE, cum in me, he then said I was about to get knocked up again with his babies, all I could do is beg him to impregnate me, put your babies in me, knock me up make me your bitch!!! I then felt that strange swelling and him breathing hard as he told me he was cuming in my piggy bitch ass and I would know it soon enough if I got knocked up!! All I could think of was carrying his baby in my belly and smiled as he pulled out knowing I was now a man’s property to use for their sexual pleasures! Dan told me to turn around and clean his cock off, I didn’t even think were his cock had been, I just got down on my knees and licked and sucked it clean. He then handed me my shorts and told me to put them on and to follow him, I of course did without worry………..

We spent the next couple days fucking without partying. Steve said we needed the break from the drugs and would party again on the fourth before finishing out that weekend. I could tell that Aaron and Alan were itching to top, but were kept as bottoms. When it came time for the fourth fuck-fest I was told to make sure that the slams for Aaron and Alan were extra strong. I suggested that they get double slams and Mike agreed. I prepped two good slams for each twin as they climbed into the slings and were restrained. They were left alone for a while longer as the fuck-fest guests arrived. The twink from the weekend was back for more and quickly came over to see what I was doing. I showed him the slams I had prepared for Aaron and Alan while everyone quickly stripped. The twink pulled his party supplies out of his shorts just before he shucked off his clothes. I asked if he would wait till I was done giving the twins their slams so I could join him in slamming together. I walked over to find a crowd around Aaron and Alan as hands roamed all over their restrained bodies. Colt was waiting for me and as all around watched as I kissed each one telling them that they were about to have the night of their lives. Colt took two points from my hand as those gathered watched us place tourniquets on each twin’s arm. I looked over at Colt to simultaneously administer both slams in each twin. I could tell my twin was excited by his semi-hard cock. Once we had both points in a good vein we registered a flash of blood and counted down as both slams were emptied. The tourniquets were pulled off on Steve’s command and I watched as the look in the twin’s eyes became one of lust as they coughed out. I’m sure that they each had a ringing in their ears and were having some trouble focusing. I watched as the group of guys began to fuck each twin. One by one they would take a turn seeding the bound twins. I left to find the twink waiting for me as Colt joined us. We each had our slams and sat down on the bed. I asked the twink how much he was going to slam. He told me that he was going to do the same as Colt and I as we agreed to slam at the same time then enjoy the rush and do what we felt was natural with each other. We placed tourniquets on our arms and stuck the needle in a prominent vein. I registered a flash of blood as did Colt and the twink. We counted down together as we emptied the points then pulled off the tourniquets. We each coughed a couple times as the twink laid back and Colt began to suck his cock. I moved in behind Colt and began to rim is muscular ass. Colt pulled away from me and straddled the twink easing the twinks cock inside his hole. I climbed on the bed and continued my tongue work on Colt’s ass and now the twinks cock as it slid in and out of Colt. My cock was rock hard and it needed a warm place. I took a page from my first trip to the cabin and climbed up further. I placed a hand on Colt’s back and pushed him easily forward as he and the twink began to kiss. I applied some lube to my cock and as the two before me were kissing I began to slide my cock in alongside the twinks. Colt moaned out and looked back at me for a kiss. I continued my way inside Colt’s hole as he enjoyed the added penetration. The three of us were enjoying ourselves as Aaron and Alan were fucked by each and every guy that surrounded them. When the twink and I unloaded inside Colt, we repositioned so that Colt could fuck the twink while the twink cleaned off my cock. Ryan came over to the bed as the three of us were enjoying ourselves. Ryan told all u as soon as Colt cums we are to prepare another point each. Colt and I were to climb into the other 2 slings and the twink was to be on the bed. Colt doubled his efforts and the twink got his first load of the night. We took our time preparing our points discussing how much to slam. We agreed to slam the same amount again and planed them to be bigger than our first. Once we were ready Colt and I climbed into the sling while the twink was on the bed. Ryan took my point and put it behind his right ear while he restrained my wrists and ankles. I noticed Steve doing the same to Colt as the one of our guests placed restraints on the twinks wrists and ankles then attached them all together so that the twinks arms were between his legs. Ryan then placed the tourniquet on my arm as I hear Aaron and Alan moaning in pleasure. I felt the coolness of the alcohol and watched as Ryan registered a flash of blood and emptied the slam into my arm. I just as he was about to pull the tourniquet off I could hear the twink cough and say fuck yes! I then heard Colt cough as I felt the rush of the drugs. I coughed out hard and heard ringing in my ears. Ryan started to fuck me as Steve fucked Colt and the twink was getting fucked by the guy who administered his slam. After each guy unloaded into his bottom’s hole it was our turn to be gang banged. I can’t recall all the details, but I remember Ryan giving me another slam as the fuck-fest continued. I came a couple times as I got fucked by every guy in the cabin. Ryan began to finger my hole as some of the guys started to leave. I saw that the twink was still there as my restraints were removed. The twink came over to my sling. For a moment I thought he was going to fuck me until he sat down on a chair between my legs. I heard the spray and had a familiar rag handed to me. I knew to stick the rag in my mouth and began to breathe in while keeping eye contact with the twink. Ryan whispered in my ear that the twink was an expert fister and I was in for an excellent experience. As I looked back up at the twink I could feel that his fist was already inside me as that familiar feeling of euphoria washed over my body. I kept working on the rag until Ryan took it away from me and looked up at the mirror to see that the twink was halfway to his elbow. Ryan added some more spray to the rag and it was placed back in my mouth as I locked eyes with the twink and he kept working. I think I may have worked the rag a little too long when I kid of passed out. I wasn’t completely out of it but enough to feel the twink work in deeper. When I came back around I was surprised to see the twink inside me up to his elbow. The feeling was amazing as I was given the rag again as the twink pulled out. After the twink had his arm out he quickly cleaned up and stepped up to fuck me. I was a little surprised that he could get hard as he slid inside me. He must have read my mind when he told me that fisting get’s him rock hard no matter how much he has slammed. The twink fucked me slowly as he began to gently stroke my cock. He told me to concentrate on his cock inside me as he worked my cock. I did as he told me as Ryan began to rub my chest and stomach. I turned my head and Ryan’s semi-hard cock was right at my mouth. I put my arm around Ryan pulling him closer as his cock found my mouth. I worked on sucking Ryan and kept my mind on the piece of meat inside me and before I knew it I was rock hard. Steve brought over Colt and helped him mount me as I continued to suck Ryan’s hard cock. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a couple guys with cameras and knew we were making another video from this session. My mind went back to the cocks inside me as Ryan began to run his fingers through my hair and over my body. I could hear the twink begin to breathe a little fast as I felt a growing urge in my groin. I felt the twinks cock spasm inside me which sent me over the edge and I unloaded inside Colt. The stimulation of what Ryan was watching between him triggered his orgasm as I swallowed his load. He kept his softening cock in my mouth and looked in my eyes. I felt a little bit of something dribble from his cock which I eagerly swallowed. Ryan rubbed my head and I knew what he was doing as a little more dribbled in my mouth. After I swallowed what he had just given me I nodded yes and he began to slowly fill my mouth with his piss as I swallowed every drop. When Ryan was done feeding me his piss he let me up from the sling. He asked Steve if we could have some private time with no cameras, just the two of us. Steve agreed as Ryan led me upstairs. Along the way Ryan assured me that we would not be recorded or watched as we made love. We closed the door behind us and climbed into bed together. We kissed, sucked and fucked until we dozed off.

It seemed that the sun set quickly on Sunday and we were left to return in the cabin to relax and mess around a bit as we cleaned up from our partying. The sling and toys were stored away and we climbed into bed to watch what was playing on the TV. As I watched the action before me I was a little startled to see myself on the screen getting fucked by Steve. Out of view on the screen I knew what was going on as Ryan kissed me and then shortly after that I coughed out hard. I was watching the activities of the night before, recorded for what I thought would be private viewing. Ryan kissed me gently and rubbed my body as we watched the action. Ryan commented how sexy I looked on the screen and couldn’t wait to see my body transformed after we started to work out together. We kissed some more only to look up and see Steve in the doorway. Steve asked me what I thought about the video playing. I told him it turned me on to see myself. He then made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. I learned more about his business in that discussion. Steve ran a business that sold adult themed materials such as sex toys and videos. The offer he made me was simple, he would pay me $2500 up front if I signed a release to have my video produced and sold. I would then get an additional royalty for each video sold. Steve told me to just think about it and I could give him an answer when I was ready. Ryan told me that he had done the same when he first met Steve and it gave him enough money to buy his car. I asked Ryan why he lived in a studio when it seemed to me he could afford a larger place. Ryan answered me saying that since he was single a studio what all he needed. He saves a lot of money and was waiting for the right time to buy a condo he had be looking at for the past few months. If I ended up moving in with him we can get the condo together and live there. I smiled at Ryan and kissed him passionately as Ryan climbed on top of me and slid his hard cock inside me. I honestly can say we made love as he slowly pumped in and out of my well used hole from the night before. I knew how my father would react when I tell him that I wasn’t going to his alma-mater and that I was gay. Ryan told me to wait until I graduated then we would set our plan in motion. As the night and sex continued on we drifted in and out of sleeping. When the sun woke us the next day it was afternoon. The twins were staying till the next morning and since Colt and I had school on Tuesday we headed back with Steve and Ryan. Colt and I slept most of the way in the back seat. I never thought a jock like this could be gay, let alone be my friend. When we got to Ryan’s I told Steve that I could give Colt a ride home. They agreed as I kissed Ryan goodbye and Colt did the same with Steve. As I drove Colt home I told him of the plan Ryan and I had and that I’d be working for Steve and living with Ryan in a few weeks. We also discussed the video that had been shot. I learned that the same was done with Colt including the offer Steve made. I asked Colt what he was going to do regarding his father and Steve. Colt told me he only was playing football cause his father made him. It was just Colt and his father, his mother and older brother were killed in a car accident a few years back. Colt was going to work up the courage to tell his father that he was not going to live out his father’s wishes and play football. We exchanged numbers and I made sure to let Colt know that he could talk to me anytime if he needed. Graduation came and went and I got my final grades. Just as I had expected I barely passed but did not get the grades I needed to get my admission to college from conditional to accepted. I finalized plans with Ryan and when my parents left for work he came over and helped me pack my things up and load them in his car. Of course we had to take a break for us to fuck and then a nice shower so we were refreshed before the bombshell I dropped on my parents. Ryan left shortly before my parents got home. I had left my grades on the table for my dad to see and waited till he yelled. Once he saw my grades and knew I wasn’t going to his alma-mater he was furious telling me that I was to enroll in community college for the summer to get my grades to the point I could start in winter semester. It was time for the rest of the bombshell, I told him I had no intention of going to community college and was taking a job I was offered working with a distribution company. I then added that I was gay! That got my dad going. He told me that no fucking, faggot, fairy was going to live in his house. I told him that I had no intention of living in his house any longer and walked out. Ryan was down the street waiting for me as we drove off to his place. We took my things inside and settled in for a nice night. I sent Colt a text letting him know how things went with my dad and that I was now living with Ryan. He texted back that he was happy for me and it that I inspired him to tell his dad about football and that he was gay. The next day I started at the company and first thing I did was let Steve know was that I was interested in the video deal he described. He gave me a simple form that detailed my payment and certified that I was a willing participant and over 18. After I signed the form Steve gave me $3000 cash. He said the extra $500 was a work bonus. I thought the bonus working here would be the partying. I got to work and was shown my job duties. It had been a couple of days and I had not heard from Colt. I try texting him with no reply. I was getting a little worried until I came to work and Steve tossed me the keys to his SUV and told me to go to Colt’s, help him pack his stuff up and bring him back to the shop. When I got to Colt’s I was shocked to see an bruise across his face. Colt told me that when he told his father the news a couple days ago his father gave him a back hand and told him that he was not gay and was going to be the starting quarterback on the team. He already had most of his stuff packed up. We loaded the SUV and Colt left a letter for his father and we drove back to the shop. Colt also agreed to the video and signed the forms like I did earlier in the week. We both went about our work every day until one day when Ryan got a text from Steve. Ryan told me that Colt wasn’t feeling that well and Steve was going to pay me to stay with him while Steve was at work. We arrived at Steve’s place and I went inside. Steve left me the keys to his SUV as he rode with Ryan to work. I comforted Colt as he lay in bed. We watched movies all day and I made sure he got plenty to eat and drink. A few days later I arrived at Steve’s to find Colt feeling a lot better. He told me Steve wanted him to take one more day, but that he felt really good. I asked how good he felt and he pulled the blankets down to reveal his hard cock and commented that he felt this good. It was hard to resist this jock. I climbed into bed with him as we kissed and soon Colt was inside me. Boy could this jock fuck!! He rocked my world as we stared into each other eyes. When he exploded inside me it seemed like he shot a gallon of cum. We returned to work that Monday to learn about the twin’s latest conquest.

There are 2 parts to this story I really liked. 1) I liked the fact that Ryan had his partner Mike POZ him, that shows so much love and compassion. 2) I really liked the fact that Ryan POZZED his younger brother and explained it all to him like a big brother should. The story has been getting me off for years and one I have actually copied and printed out should the computer be down. I would really like to read more stories with a heart and should like this one and maybe one day will get to witness it myself. PLEASE BBbttmDOC write more stories along this type of theme. We need more stories like this to show that there is love and compassion in POZ stories of this high caliber. Your Admirer!

Part-2 FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK !!!!!! I was gonna scream as the head of his cock forced my hole open but instead Sir Ian was holding the bottle of poppers under my nose so when I inhaled to scream I took the biggest hit of poppers in my life right before Locke’s fat cock head and several inches of his shaft slid into my over stuffed hole. Man his cock was wide. I’ve been fisted a few times and this felt damn near close to that. I bit my lip and felt tears starting to run down my face when Locke leaned forward and growled in my mouth as he started to kiss me. We were playing tongue hockey when I felt something wet slide into my mouth and his tongue forced it down my throat. He slid another few inches of cock into my ass as he straightened up and smiled “You’re doing good pup. That tab I just forced down your throat is “E.” You’ll like it and my cock in just a few, but damn boy, your ass is tight.” I could only whimper and twist in the sling as half his cock was up my stretched and impaled ass. Ian came from behind me and stood next to Locke and they started kissing. He smiled at me also. “Locke has one of the biggest cocks I’ve seen in the world, and I traveled a lot, so I know what I'm talking about. Relax and go with it. Keep using the poppers because you’re getting the stretching of a lifetime, boy. We’re gonna keep you high and full until you’re ruined for other guys. Locke needs a new fuck toy and I need a boy for the night. The fact you could take that much on just a few puffs of T and some poppers means you have definite talent . Tonight boy your ass and limits will be shattered, you’ll be our drugged fuck pup." On that note my ass relaxed as I felt even warmer and my body felt as if I was sliding backwards even though I was just rocking in the sling. I felt drool coming out the side of my mouth. I wanted to speak to say I was "Yes, sir" but instead all I could focus on was Locke’s balls pressed against my ass. I looked up and Sir Ian locked eyes with me and nodded as Locke began to slide his cock out of my hole he stopped at the head and slowly pushed in again. This time I felt the whole thing every inch every vein from tip to balls. All I could do was moan and drool and look into the eyes of the man who was letting his buddy turn my ass inside out with his huge cock. The drugs and the fucking were starting to hit me together as Locke picked up his pace and braced his legs to give himself the leverage he needed to fuck the way he liked to fuck. “Fucking sweet ass this boy has, Ian. Are you sure don’t want to keep him after we’re done?” “I was just thinking that too man, I've never seen a boy take your cock on the first try and not only did he keep from screaming but he bit his own damn lip to keep from doing it… he may just be man enough to be my pup regularly. But first let get him a good size booty bump ready to go with that load you’re working on.” I was going to say "No, that I didn't want any more drugs', but when I opened my mouth Locke began slam fucking me hard. I was back to whimpering every time he bottom out in my hole. It was intense, painful and fucking incredible. I looked up in the mirror above me to see his cock fucking in and out of my ass and for a minute I thought his cock was bigger until I realized it was my ass. HOLY FUCK!!!! Every time he would pull out my ass lips would come with his cock. He was prolapsing my hole and wrecking me with every stroke. My ass clung to his bloated cock and wouldn’t let go. He was literally turning my hole inside out. It was the single hottest fuck I had ever seen in my life and it was happening to me! I watched as Sir Ian came close with what appeared to be a ball of white cream. He came up beside Locke and handed him the ball. Afterwards Sir Ian came back around to my head and grabbed my legs and pulled them all the way back over my head as Locke continued ruining my hole. All of a sudden he pulled his entire shaft out of my hole and rammed back into me so deep I was sure he had ruptured something inside me. I screamed for half a second before Sir Ian’s hand was over my mouth and nose cutting off my scream and air. He looked into my pained and panic’d eyes. “Don’t worry pup. You’ll get use to it Locke can regularly fuck two or three times a day. While your hole is hurting now, after he’s done loading that sweet poz hole of yours up with his seed, he’s gonna push that ball of frozen Crisco in your ass and you’ll begin to feel brand new as it melts inside your guts. “ Oh and Locke is poz like you - sorta.” I looked from my new master to my possible future owner and Locke smiled at me. “He means sorta pup because my viral load is off the charts, its higher and more toxic than guys with full blown AIDS.” I was in shock and in pain but the pleasure of my ass being filled with his seed was physically and mentally overwhelming. Then as he pulled his cock out I could feel my ass spasming and chewing on his cock until the head popped out. True to Sir Ian’s word, not a single drop of cum escaped my ass because the second the head popped out, he began pushing the ball of Crisco into my gaping hole. It was amazing like watching a snowball disappear into a cave. The contrast of my black ass and pink raw hole to his white fingers and the Crisco ball had my cock getting hard again. Sir Ian leaned over and blew more smoke in my mouth. I felt part of Locke’s hand snake up my hole to plant the ball even deeper inside. The ball of Crisco felt cool and numbed the pain. I suppose the lungful of Tina had me sinking back into a relaxed state even as Locke twisted and twirled his fingers in my ravaged hole. Sir Ian commented “That’s enough fucker. Go to work and let me get this pup ready for round two. I haven't given him to you yet." As Sir Ian gave the instructions to Locke, he also handed me the pipe and the torch. Locke agreed, reached over to grab his towel and began to head for the door. The Big Cub looked back and smiled at me and said "Be a good pup and make Sir Ian happy and I'll have a really sweet surprise for you when I return." All I could do was meekly say “Yes, Sir” as I began inhaling more smoke from the pipe.

I found my way into a "neg only" party a couple of nights ago. It was great. I had to apply with a picture and state that I was neg and clean. One of the great things about being poz and young, I work out and swim and stuff, so I’m hot to trot and look great. The boys organizing the party fell for it and I was among nine or so attendees. Damn, my cock was so fucking hard and horny when I got there. I was a "first-timer" with this group. I don't think I knew a single face there in the beginning, but by the time I left, I knew just about every ass. Billing myself as a versatile top, there were about four versatile tops, two strict tops, and four bottoms. I started the night off with a nice bottom named Troy, 28, blond and blue, transplanted from Pennsylvania. Just the way I like them. He was very sweet and very horny. We were sitting on the couch and making out. Then he stood-up, turned around, and stuck his ass in my face, so of course, I ate-out his hole for a while. When it was nice and slobbery he climbed over my lap and teased my drooling cock with his hole as we traded dirty talk back and forth. I suggested he sit on my cock and fuck himself silly, which he promptly did. I was impressed how easily my cock slid in his hole. Guess he’d had some experience. In any event, we fucked for a while. Eventually, I had him on his back and pounded away until I delivered a nice creamy load inside his sweet ass. I keep my dick in him for a while, kissing him some more. While I was in this position, one of the strict tops, Mike, an 30-something Italian guy from Brooklyn, came up behind me and slammed his dick in me. I bucked hard against Troy and yelped into his mouth. Mike fucked me hard and fast, and got my dick up in a hurry. Pulling out, Mike had Troy reposition himself doggy-style on the couch and promptly Mike stuck his juicy, veiny cock into Troy's sloppy ass. Mike's dick is a bit bigger than mine, about 8 1/2” to my 7”, so Troy was feeling it. Mike kept me on the couch and switched between my poz ass and Troy’s (presumably) neg ass. Mike finished in Troy’s ass and planted another load in there. We rested (and cleaned-up) a bit, and after some chit chat, we split to find some new partners. I met up with another Asian guy there, David, a 23 year old Korean-American, and had an all out Asian party in the middle of the living room floor. Soon we were switching off on each other, my cock fucking his ass more often than his fucking mine. Two other guys joined us (a Latin guy with a huge cock, and a very cute redhead). Eventually, we ended up with kneeling me on the floor doggie-fucking Davie while he in turn sucked and slobbered on the redhead’s dick, and while Javier (we called him jay) went around back and stuck his huge dick in me. I was in heaven. We fucked like that for a while until Kevin (the host) came over and brought some poppers. Kevin gave everyone a sniff and we were all soaring and poking each other. Someone mentioned double-dicking, and Jay pulled out (leaving me aching and empty) and tried to slide in next to me in David’s ass. I gotta say, the mechanics of double-dicking are challenging. David was a bit nervous, but the redhead helped Jay and David connect while David sat on my cock. Kevin made David sniff some more and soon, although I felt David tense and buck a bit, Jay was sliding his huge cock next to mine. My dick was nice and raw and sending sensations all over my body. You see, Jay was by far the most active fucker, so his cock was, essentially, massaging both my cock and David’s hole. We fucked for maybe the better part of ten minutes before felt that wonderful contraction, and I blasted my second poz wad into yet another neg ass, coating Jay’s cock in the process. I disengaged myself from David and Jay, and watched Jay seriously pound David’s ass. I guess the redhead wanted to experience a double-dicking, so he positioned himself on the floor so David and Jay could include him in the fun. David started moaning again and his eyes seemed to glaze-over as the two dicks fucked him. I watched them finish-up with Jay shooting first and then the redhead. Aside from the sheer challenge of taking two dicks up my ass, I was envious of David. All that beautiful cum coating the inside of his ass. I rested for almost two hours after that, slowly pumping my cock as I watched all these boys going at it. Finally recharged, I set out to get breed one more guy. I’d been eyeing this guy who was there, and finally connected with him. Turns out his name was Joey. He was a somewhat little guy, lean, lightly hairy body, nice and tight with short brown hair and brown eyes, a solid looking uncut cock and low-hanging balls. He also had the cutest, smallest ass in the room. I took him to a corner and turned him over, no small talk, and started eating him out. I had him moaning and gasping as I dug out a few loads already deposited in there. I wanted his ass spic and span for my load. When I only tasted his ass on my tongue, I stepped up and slid in. Damn he was slick and tight. I rough fucked him, making him moan for more. It was too good and my balls were already on-edge, nevertheless we managed to fuck for about fifteen minutes. I’d pull out every now and then to eat his hole and see his puffy asslips wink at me. Sweet! Inevitably my orgasm was hard, fast and painfully into his sweet ass! To say the least, my balls were empty. I stayed inside his hole as I jerked him off from behind, feeding him his own load. What a great group of guys. There's talk about another party soon. Meantime, I’ve kept in touch with almost everyone there. We'll see what happens now. Asianboy.