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Part 3 - Blue Sea & White Sand Jordan walked out the refreshing air conditioning in to the tropical warmth of the Bajan sunshine and along the short winding pathway to the pool terrace. Just as he remembered it, calm and tranquil with the undertone of calypso music adding to the atmosphere. The azure blue water of the pool shimmered in the sunlight, the sunbeds adorned with luxurious padding and large beach towels. Strange that he felt at home, he was rediscovering his love for the hotel and it's perfect private beachside location, why he had waited so long to come back was lost on him. He wondered over to the attendant cabana and took a beach towel and walked through the garden that framed the few steps down to the brilliance of the white sand beach and the Caribbean sea that washed gently against the shore line, he found a sunbed under a palm tree but before he could lay his towel out an attendant came over set his towel out. "May I get you anything Sir, water, sunscreen?" Jordan looked at his name tag. "Thanks Cael, some water would be good for the moment" Cael nodded and fetched the water. Jordan took his sunglasses and top off then dipped his toes in to the sea, he smiled to himself and dived in. He spent a good twenty minutes enjoying the fresh feel of the sea water as he swam up and down. From the shore a group of 5 young ladies watched his every movement, one proclaimed she was having him for dinner tonight, another that he was her husband to be. There was no doubt that his tattoos, muscles and good looks attracted a lot of attention, men wanted to be him (or do him) and ladies wanted to be with him. Jordan swam up to the shallow of the waters edge and stood up wiping the salt water from his face, he chuckled to himself as he saw the group of ladies heads all move in his direction as he walked back to his sunbed. Cael appeared with some chilled water and fruit and handed Jordan a cold facial towel which he gladly took. He placed the towel back on the tray Cael was holding thanking him for being so attentive, Cael smiled and replied that it was his pleasure and if he needed anything to catch his eye. Jordan smiled and knew that if he wasn't working at the hotel he would have totally flirted with him and maybe more. There was something about the Bajan twang in his accent that made him so appealing. Feeling totally relaxed he settled on his sunbed surveying the vistas and people watching. The group of ladies were still taking glances, but overall there was a very mixed bag of guests. He noticed a woman standing in the water with her long hair tied in a pony tail, he assumed it was her husband standing next to her who drew his attention. He was sporting some tattoos over a pretty well built body, they were watching their two kids swimming, as they spoke he was almost sure they had an Aussie twang to their accents. As he looked along the beach he noticed quite a few of the guests sneaking glances at the family in the water, it was when she turned around he saw one of his favourite movie stars. As tempted as he was to rush over and try to talk to her he settled back and ignored them, anyway when you lived in Hollywood celebs were two and penny. Jordan needed some sunscreen as the sun was still pretty strong, he looked over towards the small beach bar and Cael immediately saw him and was by his side within seconds. "Sir can I assist you in some way?" he asked Jordan. "Cael my name is Jordan, prefer it if you addressed me that way if it is permitted." he replied. "Of course Jordan" as Cael nodded and smiled. He asked for sunscreen and Cael went and grabbed a couple of bottles and came back over offering to help but Jordan though this was to much. As he finished applying the sunscreen Cael picked up Jordan's sunglasses and pulled a cloth and small spray from his pocket and cleaned them before handing them back, Jordan shook his head in disbelief and figured he was to young to appreciate the service on his previous visits. Hi attention was caught by two young obviously gay men in their early twenties appearing on the beach, they looked over in Jordan's direction. Thankfully the nearest two sunbeds available were a good 10 meters away, and no sooner they sat down he could hear them oohing at everything and chatting away excited about being on holiday. Jordan listened to them for a while and was thankful they weren't like some gay couples who would sit and have a bitch about everyone who walked past, this was one thing he hated in people. He picked up his headphone and blocked them and the world out listening to his music. Daniel got up off the bed and walked outside standing by the private pool. It was only 4pm, the sun was still shining so he decided to head down to the beach for a swim and sunbathe. Sofie had already notified the staff of his presence at the hotel, they were to treat him as a guest when he was relaxing and no work talk unless Daniel asked first. Putting on his shorts, t-shirt and sunglasses he was ready to head off. Taking the long route through the main hotel and pool terrace to check everything looked perfect, immaculate he smiled to himself. He stepped down on to the beach and walked to the shoreline and walked along to the right, he passed by Steve and Callum who had their eyes closed soaking up the sunshine. To the right of Jordan was a single sunbed about 5 meters away shaded by another palm. Cael was already laying out a towel as soon as he spotted Daniel appear on the beach. Daniel was watching the family in the sea as he walked along the shore, his eye was caught where Jordan laid, wow he said to himself admiring the looks and tattoo sleeves framing those beautifully crafted and incredible biceps, he didn't stop to stare but carried on. He spotted Cael who waved at him and wore his big smile, Daniel waved back and headed up to the sunbed Cael laid out for him. Cael brought some chilled bottled water over and telling him how great it was to see him again, Daniel hugged Cael telling him it was great to see him again. Cael looked along the beach as if to expect someone else, Daniel knew he was looking for Greg so he told Cael he was on his own this time to get far away from Greg as they have broken up for good and he needed time to heal his wounds. Cael looked at him and what he said next caught Daniel by surprise. "Never mind you will find someone much better he was no good for..." Cael stopped himself and tried to change the subject. "Cael spit it out" he held Cael's arm "we have never had any secrets between us, I won't be upset." "Myself and other staff didn't like him, he had a wondering eye" Cael shuffled sand with his foot but Daniel laughed loudly. "Maybe I need to let you veto my next choice if I ever find someone" he said poking Cael in the ribs. "Danny most of the staff here probably know you better than you do" Cael replied giggling. Daniel knew his last comment was completely true, he had known Cael since he was 5, Cael's parents worked in the hotel as well. One thing Daniel's parents liked to do was offer work to employees children when they left school. The laughter caused a few people to turn in their direction and Jordan looked over seeing Daniel standing with his back to him, now where did he just come from he thought to himself as he propped his sunbed up. He settled back and watched him out the corner of his eye. The actress and her family were still in the water and he watched as she turned to see where the laughter was coming from, she walked out of the water and stood on the shoreline before calling over to him. "Danny boy!" she exclaimed, he turned to look and smiled as she continued "Little Danny boy what are you doing here?" "Hello second mother, always cropping up when least expected" as he walked down to the shoreline towards her. They kissed and hugged then held hands as they chatted. Jordan watching now knew his name was Danny, and by the accent he was British. Her husband came out of the water and gave Daniel a big hug. Jordan was interrupted by Cael placing a fresh cold bottle of water and chilled fruit next to him. "Cael who is the guy over there?" as he nodded in Daniel's direction. "Oh that is Daniel, been coming here long before I started" he replied "still comes with his parents every now and then." Jordan took a sip of water from the bottle "Thanks Cael". Cael looked over "He is a great person and almost like a brother, always chatting and not a bad streak in him" he said. Jordan eyed Cael carefully "Hard to find someone like that nowadays" he said settling back on his sunbed. The more Jordan looked at him the more he liked his looks and body, he couldn't work out if he was gay as he acted perfectly ordinary. Granted he was so far away from the normal type of guy he would go for, he always found men sexy in their own little way even if they are straight or gay, and here was no exception. Daniel turned to head back up to his sunbed and took a quick glance over in Jordan's direction taking in the fullness of his body and looks, Jordan was smiling his eyes fixed on Daniel from behind his sunglasses. Daniel giggled to himself before realising that he must have seen him looking at him, he stumbled the rest of the way back to his sunbed trying to hide his embarrassment. The sun made it's usual passage and began to sink lower in to the sky, Jordan decided on one last swim for today and headed down to the waters edge. Daniel was sat on the shoreline looking out to sea, water running down his body from his swim, he felt at ease and peacefulness inside him for the first time in a few days. "Beautiful isn't it and such a perfect little corner in the world?" Jordan stood a few meters away from Daniel as he spoke. Daniel squinted as he looked at him "My favourite place to be." "Have to admit I had forgotten how amazing it is here" Jordan walked further in to the water and dived in. As he swam he kept Daniel in his field of vision, he sat there with the setting sun framing his outline. So what if he isn't gay he thought, seems like a nice person and probably good to hang out with if he didn't mind the company. With his sunglasses on it appeared that Daniel was looking straight ahead out to sea, behind them gave a different on view as his eyes were moving and watching Jordan swimming. He stood up and walked back to his sunbed, collecting his things disappeared back up through the hotel grounds. Dam Jordan said to himself as he swam back to shore and saw Daniel vanish from view. That evening Jordan had a quick dinner and headed out to a quiet area of the pool terrace that backed on to the Orchid wing, over by the bar a local calypso band strummed their beat filling the night air with soul. A few meters away behind the gated and screened area of the Orchid wing, Daniel was sat with Sofie on the veranda of his suite finishing dinner and chatting about the hotel. Sofie was telling him about how two other hotels were trying to compete on the beach service front. They decided that they would think on it and come up with something new and get together in a few nights to discuss again. Sofie departed leaving Daniel alone as the suite butler cleared away discreetly, when he finished tidying up he left the suite and Daniel headed to the bedroom. He had a quick shower to cool down then climbed in to the bed which had been turned down ready. An empty bed was strange at first as he settled down, the tattoo muscled guy on the beach came in to his thoughts, he had forgotten to ask Sofie who he was but hoped he would be down by the beach tomorrow as it provided a little enjoyable distraction. Jordan looked at his phone and saw it was already 11pm, time for bed he thought. Glad that it was only him he stretched out snuggling down against the pillows and fell asleep. He woke several times during the night, he was having the same recurring dream of Daniel laying at the waters edge with a waiting look on his face. Daniel laid in bed looking up at the fan whirring around, he couldn't get him out of his mind as his eye lids became heavy and he drifted off.

Part 9 When Benji got home his mother asked how his friend was gong. Benji didn’t know until David told him as he stopped him off at his car that they sent a text to his mom telling hey that his friend was not feeling well and his parents were out of town and that he be home Sunday afternoon when his friend’s parents got home. She also thanked him for letting her know and that he was a good friend to take care of someone in that situation. It’s just been Benji and his mom since his father’s death when he was only 5. Probably explains the deep down daddy issue the teen unknowingly has hidden. His mother gave him a lot of freedom never really giving hima curfew as long as she knew where he was. Growing up like most boys he was raised in a heterosexual world. He thought his end all be all was to be with a woman. After what he experienced this past weekend, his entire view had changed. It felt natural to have another guy fuck and breed him. Be couldn’t imagine anything other than doing that he rest of his life. Benji attempted to do (what little) homework he had due Monday at school. He couldn’t get it out of his head the discovery he made about getting fucked. He was so very horny and finally his cock was responding with getting semi-hard. By the time he had finished dinner his dick was so hard he thought it could cut glass. He jerked of and experienced the strongest orgasm he’d ever had in his young life. He actually remained hard after he had finally sir his wad and jerked off again. He was able to cum 2 more times before he finally went soft. As he lay in bed drifting off to sleep his mind wondered to a dark place thinking about all the unprotected sex be had over the weekend. He had to admit to himself that he looked how all the men wanted to fuck him and the joy each one received from being able to cum inside him. Although be knew it wasn’t the brightest idea, he liked how it felt to him when someone’s cock throbbing inside his ass at its delivered a load of creamy cum. He was going to get that feeling again no matter the consequences. He drifted off to sleep and had some strange, vivid dreams. One is his dreams was about Andrew fucking him non-stop. He kept breeding Benji over and over again each time telling the teen that the was giving him a gift he’d never forget. Benji woke from that dream with cum in his shorts. He remembered a lot of the things that were said to him and that he said to the men who fucking and breeding him at the party. He got on his computer and looked up ‘gifting’, ‘knocked up’ and ‘impregnate’ as related to gay sex. He discovered a website called Breeding Zone and what he discovered shocked him, but the more he read it also incredibly turned him on. He started reading done if the stories and discovered that getting ‘knocked up’ or 'gifted' with HIV want the end, but a beginning. He realized that he was free to enjoy fucking the way it was meant to be done by men, raw and uninhibited. He did his best to get through the next few days as best he could. He was jerking off multiple times a day. As he made it through school on Wednesday he knew he was gong to see Arthur that afternoon. Secretly he hoped Arthur would fuck him, but we’re about a job so it might be all business. Once school ended Benji practically ran to his car and headed for Manhole Underground. He pulled up to a nice size club with a big parking lot. There was one car park near the backdoor. Benji parked his car next that single car and found the backdoor unlocked. As he walked through the door he was greeted by a smiling Arthur who gave him a hug and a kiss before telling him, “Make sure the back door is locked. The club during open until 6.” Benji made sure the door was locked. Arthur gave the twink a tour of his club showing him the bar area, the dance floor, the theater where he explained once sex shows were performed and the 6 private rooms where ‘couples' could go to fuck. After the tour Arthur asked if Benji, “What do you think of the place?” Benji admitted, “I don’t have much up compare it to, this is the first gay bar I’ve ever been inside. I think it’s very nice. But how can an 18 year old work at a bar, what would I do here?” Arthur explained, “Although you can’t drink, the state will allow someone 18 years old to work in a bar. While your leaning how to be a server we’ll have you bussing the tables, picking up empty drinks. From now until you graduate you’ll when Friday night 9 pm to Saturday 6 am, Saturday night 9 pm to Sunday 6 am. Of course you get one weekend off a month to attend our group party. The job pays $8 an hour plus tips. Most of the guys who work for new can take Home $200 to $300 I tips a night. There are a few ways you can earn extra money of you’re interested.” Benji was impressed with the potential money me could make working at the bar. The fact that he’d be around a number of hot guys was a bonus. Arthur told Benjis, “Let’s get you uniform.” As the two walked towards the back office to where the uniforms were kept, Athur went on, “A hot looking, young man like yourself will attract a lot of attention from a certain clientele that come to the bar. They would pay money to see you perform a live sex show. You’d be paid 25% of what is collected for that show. That includes what is collected from anyone who is in the theater and the cost paid by the person who requested the show. That potentially could be a $100 to $250.” Benji liked the idea of having sex with others watching and getting paid for the pleasure. He’d already had sex with others watching him, why not get paid for echoing exactly what he enjoyed, getting fucked. Arthur had one last thing to tell him before bent Benji his uniform, “There’s one more way to earn extra money, “You can also get paid by some of the men who got to this club the a private fuck session. Those private session are only done here at the bar in of our private rooms. You could earn another $200 to $500 for one private fuck session.” Arthur had Benji get naked so that he could get the new employee's measurements; waist, inseam, height, weight, etc. He then unlocked a locker, went through the various items stored within it and pulled out 2 of everything; 2 leather jocks, 2 leather vests, 2 pair leather chaps, 2 pair thick, white, athletic socks and a single pair black boots. Benji tried everything on and it for perfectly to the point it showed off his ass that Arthur commented, “Those look so damn good on your body you look very fuckable. You’re going to be very popular around here with a lot of our regulars. I wouldn’t bee surprised to see you have good money in tips, live shows and in private. Arthur then pulled a pipe and a small baggie of Tina. He loaded the pipe and lit the torch that was starting to heat the bowl. Benji watched in anticipation of getting high again. After Arthur took a big hit he handed the pipe to Benji. Arthur got on his knees behind his newest employee and began up eat his perfectly framed ass as Benji was heating the bowl. The teen’s ass opened up easily allowing Arthur to blow the smoke from the hit he had taken into Benji’s ass as he took a deep hit he his own. The combination of the smoke in his ass and lungs doubled the effect as Arthur proceeded to rim the twink. Between his moans of approval, Benji continued to hit the pipe before Arthur asked for it so he take a few hits of his own. After he had taken several in a row, he handed the pipe back to Benji suggesting, “Let’s move this onto the theater stage where I can show you the equipment.” Once in the stage Arthur practically attacked the more high and horny teen. A naked Arthur helped the teen into the sling on stage and rammed his cock deep inside Benji in one swift move. Once he had impaled the twink, he helped guide his feet into the stirrups as he derived a solid asspounding. Benji was finally getting the fucking be needed. He knew he was going to like working at the bar, he figured the best perk were going to be the drugs and fucking. And at the rate Arthur was now fucking him, he figured his ass was about to be filled.

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.

Moderator’s Note: You are correct PrEP does not protect against everything, but that fact a has no bearing on whether PrEP is effective at preventing HIV infection. It is remotely possible for a particular strain of virus to resist both medicines in Truvada. That may have contributed to case of PrEP failing. Your conclusion that PrEP is useless for promiscuous people does not follow. Please no personal attacks. Argue against what people say. I am cutting you some slack because of what you are reacting to. That isn’t true. There have been either 3 or 4 cases depending upon what you count. There was one case where a person happened to be exposed to a strain resistant to both meds. There were a couple of cases where the guys weren’t staying on their meds and did not have enough in their system. The last case is believed to be someone whose initial HIV test was a false negative; that is, they were actually Poz before they started PrEP. So let’s take the worst case and assume there have been 4 failures. In August, Gilead estimated there were 136,000 people in the USA on PrEP. That number has grown since then, and there are people around the world on it now. Let’s say there are 250,000 people taking it. 4 out of 250,000 is a 1/62500 chance. For comparison, your lifetime chance of being struck by lightning is estimated to be 1/12000. I can live with those odds for PrEP and not lose any sleep over it.

Words can’t even describe how horny this story makes me. I can only say MORE OF THIS!

I had some things to attend to in Toronto's traditional gay village (new haircut, etc.) yesterday. Thursday would be the only night for me to play as I have other events to be at on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Being a stone's throw from Steamworks Toronto I decided that Thursday afternoon and evening (8 hours) would be the only time for me to have some bb fun. Here are the details. 1. Younger blond tall (I'm 5'8") otter. We eyed each other in the front gloryhole-darkroom. He pinched my nipples as I did his. We kissed. He told me he wanted to get fucked. I told him I'd fuck him raw. It took him a few seconds to think about my proposal to him. He bent over. I knelt down to prepare his boycunt for fucking. He was really tasty. After few minutes of rimming, in went my hard cock. The otter loved the sensation asking me repeatedly, "Fuck my ass! Seed it!". Well he must've wanted to cum before me. As I was thrusting in him, he shot his load. I quickly turned him around and tasted the load left on his otter cock (I totally cleaned his cock off any remaining load). Load #1 - very TASTY! He kissed me and told me his name and left to go and shower. 2. Younger black guy. We met in the middle sling area. He was totally into daddies. He was a top and wanted his seed in me. OINK! He took my hand and we moved to the back narrow dark room. My hole was lubed. He gently put his pencil thin and long boycock in my daddycunt. He said it felt just right. He asked me several times, "Daddy, do you want my load?" I moaned and told him, "YES!" He was a fast cummer. No talk about condoms - great, the way sex should be! It didn't take him long to cum in me. I went his cock shooting in me. I turned out and quickly felt my ass. His load was there. I cleaned off his boycock which tasting AMAZING. We kissed. He told he wanted to do it again in the future. I told him I usually come to Steamworks on a Friday night. He wanted to keep me in mind. Load # 2. 3. Asian guy into nipple sucking. I met this Asian guy. I could feel he was really in great shape. He wanted his nipples sucked well. That's how he could cum. Ok, I was up for it. First, I alternated nipples then I stuck to his right nipple. He had me sit down on a bench in the back narrow darkroom. It took some time for the deep sucking to have an effect. I was ready for his load when he said he was cumming. Not a huge load, but a load any way. Load #3. 4. I caught up with another Asian barebacker from the Club120 bb sex parties. He asked me if I wanted a load from him. HELLYA! He took me to the big dark room at the front of Steamwork to find a spot to load me up. He did comment to me that he liked my hole because my ass is a bit tight and grips his cock. A few thrusts and he was cumming a big load in my daddycunt. This Asian has cum in me before. Load #4. 5. At the end of the 8 hours (I had a private room), my door was open and I was on my bed jerking to some bb porn on the screen. A younger guy came in and knelt down by me and was waiting for me to cum so he could swallow my load. How nice!! It didn't take me long and his mouth was ready. He gently swallowed my load and spent a bit of time with my cock. He sensed that I was really sensitive down there. He was nursing every drop of cum out of my dick. Good boy! I left around 11:30 PM, and, as usual, after that much good sex I am a hungry man for something to eat and drink. On the way home I stopped into Burger King and brought some fast food home to eat. So this Thursday wasn't slow at all. I managed to tell a few barebackers who didn't know about Club120 about possibly attending future bb sex parties there. I got 4 loads and my load was gulped down by a younger guy. Not bad for a usually slow night. Next Friday is my target night for Steamworks Toronto once again. OINK, rawslutz!

Gloryhole after work on Tuesday. Walked into the bookstore (Fat Cobra here in Portland), made eye contact with a guy in the arcade, went right into a booth and he followed in the adjoining one. Sucked his dick just to get it hard, fingered some elbow grease into my hole, took a big hit of poppers, and turned around and sat right down. He didn’t miss a beat and fucked me pretty hard until he loudly bred me. Turned out to be damn near perfect. I didn’t care about the guy, but he was fairly attractive. I didn’t care about the cock, but it was fairly big. I definitely cared about the load, which was quite big. Was in and out in 10 min.

I had dated the same girl throughout high school, and I loved her dearly, tall, slender, redhead; but she was as wild as I had heard from other in their relationships, she loved sex any time, any place, and would love to finger my ass after she came to get me to cum. but I like to read about sex stories a lot. I came across breeding zone on gay story search and found things very erotic, love the interracial stories, about men and women. The stories about guys bug chasing seemed well, farfetched. So one day I am doing my online searches and Poz stories about black men breeding white boys got me off a few times that day, but I then found an ad about support groups for HIV infected men; well I had to see for myself if it was true what these stories boast about. I called the number and spoke with a guy who stated that they were starting a group in downtown of the city and the only requirement was that I had HIV; I lied and stated yes, he gave me the address and time and hope to see me there. So the date rolls around and I drive from my suburb city downtown and find the address of a rather old dilapidated building and go in and up to the fourth floor where I met the guy behind the counter and after filling out some paperwork with a fictitious name and address he led me into a conference room where the table was like 15 feet long by 4 or 5 feet wide. To my surprise were 9 black men ranging in age from 35 to maybe 50 and appeared to be from all walks of life. I think they were just as surprised to see a skinny 18 year old white kid being walked in by the counselor. After the counselor called the meeting, he had us go around the room and introduce ourselves and why we were there, everyone had a story to tell on how they were infected and the most veritable was drugs and sex with other men. When it came my turn, I used some of the other stories and put my own together with the part that I had been infected by a black man. Then counselor asking agitated on how I knew it was a black man, I told him that since I lived in the city, I was seduced by a black man and only had sex with black guys in the park or at black guys homes that liked to use white guys, boy did the smiles break out around the room. The counselor then asked what we were all looking for in the group sessions, of course I just stated that I wanted someone or other people to talk to about my problem. At the end of the meeting and some more paperwork, we all headed out. I stopped off on the second floor to pee before I headed home since it was a good drive back. As I entered the bathroom, there were four of the guys in my group standing around smoking what smelled like weed and one guy standing at one of the two urinals. I just stated “HI” and walked up to the other urinal and started to pee when one of the guys smoking asked if I wanted to hit the pipe. Not wanting to be rude, I stated “Sure”, I had also noticed the guy next to me was pulling on his cock and was getting longer by the second, he made sure he was back far enough for me to see his growing cock. As I put away my now hardening cock back in my pants and zipped up, I turned and walked up to the other three who handed me the pipe and gave me a lighter; after several hits, I asked what kind of weed was this, that it was more potent than any I had ever smoked before. They all laughed and stated it had T in it, not sure what T was, but didn’t want to act stupid and just accepted it as a more potent weed made. I was flying pretty well when they asked me if I liked being a bitch to black men? I of course not wanting to give away my real reason for being there, just said “Yes”. They turn me around and the guy at the urinal had his pants down stroking a big black cock and just told me to get to work. His cock as coal black and big as it was, scared the shit out of me, yet I was mesmerized by it also that a cock could be that big. He walked up to me and stated “what the fuck you waiting for, bitch boy; get the fuck on your knees and suck my big black cock”. I guess he didn’t like to wait and grabbed my hair and pulled me down to his cock, which caused me to go to my knees hard. “Open that fucking white mouth and take what you love, Bitch”. I opened my mouth to tell them the real reason I was there, but I never got the words out, only his cock in. This guy grabs the back of my head and starts to face fuck me all the time telling what a good group bitch I was about to come. As he hit the back of my throat with his cock and tried to get it down my throat, I started to gag and though I was going to throw up; that is when he had me hit the pipe a few more times and sent me flying higher and then came the brown bottle later found to be poppers which let this guy get his cock down my throat. I then heard a sound that was more frightening than before, zippers of the other guys going down; Fuck, I was going to suck all four of these guys cocks? I just wanted to try and run and not look back, but I could see I had nowhere to run and no one to call for help. I could see out of the corners of my eyes the other guy’s cocks as they were stroking them waiting their turn. I knew I was destine to suck all four of their cocks, the first thing I had forgot about was that I was going to be swallowing their seaman or as the first guy started saying, “yeah, white bitch, get ready to take this charged nut down that faggot white throat”; then it dawned on me, “Charged” fuck, they were going to make me swallow their poz cum. I pulled back and told the guy face fucking me that I had to tell them something first; he pushed me back on my ass and stated “what the fuck does a white punk bitch got to say to us, except that you love these nigger cocks and want us to make you our bitch for the next 9 weeks”. The tears started to flow as I told them the real reason I was there and that I had never sucked cock or been poz. They all looked around at each other and then me on the floor, the guy who had been face fucking me started to laugh and reached out his hand to me and help me up, stating “ that’s ok white boy, I get it, you wanted to check out us black poz guys”, he then stated no hard feeling and offered me the pipe; taking the pipe to not only to relax, but to show them I was sorry and no hard feelings, I took a deep hit, but this time it was strangely different, my head went into dream land, and all I could hear was that I was loving the pure T in the pipe. The next thing I know is they are all rubbing their hands all over my body and squeezing my cock, the guy that had been face fucking me handed me the pipe, and I tried to refuse, but he squeezed my balls and I inhaled deep from the pain and now barely able to stand. I was feeling so high and warm and now a funny feeling of hornyness had come over me, but I did not know that it was the drugs doing this to me, I was just in a daze. Then next thing I know is my t-shirt was lifted off me and one of the guys had undone my jeans and had them around my ankles along with my underwear. One of them hit me behind my knees causing me to go back to my knees on the floor, where I felt my pants yanked off. The black guy who was face fucking me, said the party was just starting and that they were going to make me a chemed up bitch for black cock before I left, he then walked up to my face with his cock now at my lips and demanded I open my faggot white mouth and get to my new job pleasing his cock. I opened my mouth, not knowing what else to do and began to suck his cock, he then told me how the grab his shaft and cup his balls and to use a lot of spit to get his cock ready to bred me. I was given more hits of poppers and found myself now sucking this giant black cock willingly or at least the drugs had me sucking and starting to feel like it was no big deal, not that the name calling and hair grabbing was not helping. It seemed the more they called me a faggot, bitch, and what they were going to do to me; well I just became what I thought I should be; to service these magnificent black cocks with my now cocksucking white mouth. The guy face fucking me told me to use a lot of spit, because that was what was going to be used to breed my faggot white cunt, and that I wouldn’t be able to walk right for a week when they were done with me. The strange part was that the other three were just standing there with their cocks in hand, but not being aggressive like the guy in my mouth; maybe he was the leader and they were waiting their turn, maybe they just wanted to watch and I would get out of there with just sucking or getting fucked by one cock. Then I thought the later was true, if I got this leader off in my mouth, my ass would be spared and I would never come back or talk about this to anyone. After I got the leaders cock hard and sucking as if my ass depended on it; and it did, he looked down at me and almost knew what I was doing, “think you get this cock off before I take that cherry white ass? Not going to happen bitch”. He then grabbed my hair and stood me up and walked me up to the sink and pushed my face down at the bowl and kicked my feet apart; I then felt what felt like spit on my ass, and this guy now had his cock at the entrance of my ass. The leader then leaned over me and whispered in my ear to hold tight and let him in and it wouldn’t hurt so bad, but it is going to hurt at first, then I hope you love getting fucked as much as I am going to love making you our bitch boy!! His cock started to push and of course I was attempting to hold tight, but one of the other guys came up and slapped my ass HARD and the leader slapped my face, that I forgot about the pain around my ass and thought about the other slaps and in his cock started. I SCREAMED out loud to the point they all started laughing and calling me a queer little bitch who just didn’t know how much I was going to learn to love black meat. One of the guys came up on the other side and gave me the pipe and then a hit of poppers, but my screams made someone notice, an older black guy, I think the janitor walked in and asked “what the fuck was going on”, the look on the janitors face was a look of taken back of four naked black guys and a naked with boy getting fucked in the ass. The fourth guy told the janitor to “get the fuck out and not say a thing or they would make him take my place”; the janitor turned and left as fast as he came in stating he don’t see a fucking thing. The leader never even stopped for a second, just kept pushing further and further up my ass until I felt his balls slapping against mine. A couple more hits of the pipe and poppers I was so fucked up, I hadn’t even noticed that I was now in a slow moan and not screaming to stop, but feeling like a used bitch in heat, I think I was even pushing back somewhat. The leader was now looking at his friends stating “look at white boy shaking his ass, he is liking it”; the leader then told one of the guys to use the other end. One of the guys then pulled me off the sink and they got me to my knees without the leader ever pulling out, I know had a black cock at my mouth and I just opened up and let him in. I never felt so sexy as I did right now, I was a white bitch who was satisfying black men’s cocks and I was liking it, no loving it. My ass and mouth were being used like a girl’s cunt and mouth and I wanted what they do, CUM a lot of cum. The more poppers under my nose, the more I sucked like it was my last, and at that point I was praying I would see these guys again and let them use me. The leader then began to fuck me with a passion, no a mission, FUCK he was about to cum, cum in me and he was poz, his poz cum was about to fill my ass. The leader stated “yeah bitch boy, I am going to cum in that now faggot white cunt and make you a poz chasing black cock bitch. The leader roared and pushed deep and held his cock deep in my ass and asked me if I could feel my life change, because I was now the property of black men who needed to get off. The black cock in my mouth was right behind the leader tell me if I didn’t swallow every drop he would kick my ass all over the bathroom. The pulsing of his cock now evident as I felt the first of several spurts of cum shooting into my mouth and he just kept telling me to swallow; and I did, I was not happy with the pungent taste, but I didn’t want to get beat up more! The guy that had just cum in my mouth and patted my faced stating that I did a good job, but would get better. The leader then pulled out of my ass, fuck did that feel different. The leader then walked up to my face and presented his cock, “get to work and clean me up BITCH”. I really didn’t want to suck a cock that just got out of my ass, but the third guy got down between my legs and shoved his cock ball deep into my ass. I didn’t have time to think as I opened my mouth to scream again, but found the leaders cock in my mouth telling me to be a good cocksucking white bitch and start cleaning, I could taste his cum, my ass and blood, but just did as I was told, knowing I was now defeated. I was cleaning a poz cock that had just raped my ass, had cum, shooting poz cum in my ass and swallow his friends cum and now getting fucked again by another poz cock. As the leader was satisfied that I had done my job, he pulled out and the fourth guy just looked at me with his cock in front of me, I just opened up and took him in, with a few more hits of poppers, I was back in heaven being bred at both ends knowing that I was going to get two more poz loads in me. The guy in my ass grabbed my hips and started to fuck me with a vengeance and I know that he was going to fill me with his hot seed. I heard the leader call me and as looked over I saw he had his phone pointed at me taking either photos or videos of me, I tried to look away, but was ordered to turn and look at him. The leader then looked at the other two and told them to “Do it to him”. They both pulled out and jacked their cum all over my ass and face and then shoved them both back into my holes with cum dripping on my back and down my face and seeing that the camera was still focused on me, I knew I would be at their beck and call till they tired of me. After the other two pulled out, I fell on my stomach and layed there feeling cum dripping down my waist, legs, and face as they all go dressed and told me now to be late for the next meeting if I knew what was good for me. They all walked out laughing, high fiving each other, the leaders last works I heard was, we got another white cunt to turn.

It had to be done. He had to be done. We had chatted for ages, over a year, but the time was now. He was never closer than he was today. Barely 100 miles away, his pleas where as persistent as ever. He sent me his address and postcode. As I excitedly left the house, I stopped to pick up a few items which we would need. As I was driving along the M4 I was imagining what this boy-wolf was really like, and what his body would feel like against mine. What his ass would feel like around my cock. What his lips would feel like against mine. Would I be able to do it? Would I get there and fall in love with this half boy half animal creature? I had always said that, no matter what I felt for a boy, a job is a job. I thought I might struggle with this one as he was so very sweet with blond hair and a beautiful body. Thankfully I didn’t have to ponder long as my journey flew past. The time had come and it was now or never. I rang the bell and he buzzed me up. Upon opening the door to his flat I found him in the hallway awaiting me, naked and bent over – ready to accept what I, as his new Daddy, was going to give him. "Come on, Daddy. Get naked and breed my neg boy ass,” he offered as a greeting. Well, who was I to refuse? I never before undressed so quickly. He was still bent over, hands down by his ankles. It could not have been an easy position to maintain, but I wanted to survey the soon-to-be-damaged goods. I felt his perky nipples, covered in a light dusting of blond hair. I ran my fingers through his lovely head of blond hair. I sniffed his arm pits, noting he had, as directed, neither washed nor used deodorant. I inspected his boy cock, all shaven, as per my instructions. I licked under his foreskin finding his cock head decidedly cheesy, as specified. I was in heaven, and he was no less pleased as he moaned in approval. It was time to stop teasing him, and get on with the task. I stood up behind him; he could feel the cold steel of my big PA up against his ass cheek. I gobbed up a load of spit and rubbed it on my dick, and also put just a little bit on his arse. When I impaled him he had to know about it. I didn’t want it to be too easy for him. I was there for a reason, after all, a reason he sought. He wanted to be pozzed. He wanted to submit his body to the ravages of my bug. HIV, the disease they all try to avoid, yet he wanted it. And I was the chosen one. He had had poz cock in his neg ass before this occasion, but he had played safe. But this time he chose me to be his poz daddy. Who was I to argue? No-one understands the immense feeling you get as a poz top when you slide your cock raw into a neg bottom boy. And this one knew what he was getting. Admittedly, sometimes it is eve more fun when the bottom does not know, and, when shooting a toxic load into such a bottom, I inwardly chuckle to myself thinking of the bottom "You have no idea what’s just happened to you. You have no idea of the damage I’ve just done to you – but you will wonder for the rest of your life, ‘who pozzed me?’. Yes, you will remember me for a very long time.” This boy, however, had sought my special gift for a very long time, and would certainly remember how I, in having my way with his ass, had changed the course of his life. Even more clear, when I had done the evil deed, I was taking him to be tattooed. We had the design ready, all we needed was the result. The poz result. HIV+. The big bad love bug. I slammed by raw cock deep into him. He almost lost his footing, it certainly took his breath away. Right in to the balls. I could sense his heart beating fast, and also feel his ass clamp down on my dick. Yeah, he knew what he wanted, and I would make sure this time he was going to get it, by fair means or foul, depending on one’s perspective. Neither of us was going to last long at this rate. I slammed my toxic dick deep in and out, my balls truly banging his ass. I was going to give this bottom his first unrubbered poz load, which iswhat I did in shooting a bigger load into his hole than I ever recall having shot into any other bottom. I fucking thought I might lose consciousness as a consequence of the orgasm. It was that hard. Without touching his dick he came at the same time, of course blowing his load all over the floor. I held his ass cheeks together as I pulled out, wanting to keep my toxic seed in the boy’s neg ass. Turns out, my dick was covered in his blood. I had obviously done some damage. I presented myself for him to clean. Initially he baulked, but a swift knee to the gut told him that was an error. He licked my cock, and on the first go-around his tongue was covered in shit and blood. That was more like it. I told him he could go and lay on the bed, that I would be in shortly. I retrieved a little something from my shirt pocket, went into the bathroom, locked the door and sat on the commode. Using a hand towel, I tied off my arm and took out the insulin syringe I had carried into the bathroom. I found the vein as they do at the clinic, and pulled out 50ml of blood. Good healthy toxic blood. I pulled the needle out, capped the tip, wiping my arm with some toilet roll. Then I went out to find him. He wasn’t expecting this so I told him to close his eyes, explaining I had a surprise for him. He lay on the bed, looking so sweet, eyes closed and in a post-fucked euphoria. I remarked he looked cute, but he was to keep his eyes shut. Boy, was he gonna get it. Uncapping the needle I walked over to him, picked up his hand and played with it, syringe in my mouth. I felt-up his arm and found his vein. BINGO! I took the syringe in my right hand and slid it straight in. Yeah, he jumped but it was too late. He opened his eyes and had a look of horror on his face. There in his arm was a needle full of toxic blood and he knew it. There was no turning back. He asked me why, I told him it was the best way. He looked at me and grinned and said “I’m glad, can I do the honours?” I replied "Feel free, press the plunger and change your life forever.” He looked at me, and, placing his fingers on mine, we jointly pushed down the plunger on the syringe. Soon enough, all my toxic blood was in him. There was no doubt. He was now my bugboi. Time to book the tattooist.

It doesn’t look as though this question got answered. In my view, if the action is continuous, with one Top after another taking a turn with the occupant of the sling, then that is not an abuse. It is, in fact, the result any bottom hopes for. It may also signal that the group is known to one another and engaged in a closed circle of play. Should there then be a lull in the action and someone else requests a turn, the occupant should surrender the sling (he may need some help to stand at that point, depending on the degree of pounding). For one bottom to expect another in the sling to interrupt a steady train of cocks waiting for entry is presumption of the first order, reeks of boldfaced jealousy, and is almost guaranteed to break the mood, if not clear the room. To force one’s way into the sexual play of a group of acquainted men uninvited and insist that one be made the sexual center of attention would be gobsmackingly rude. Best to just enjoy the show, and watch for later opportunities.

I've cum 3 times writing this, even before I tryed method I craved 2 or more men using me. Meth has released me of my imhabitions brought out the lil cockwhore in me. To be manhandled by a roomful of hard, horny men, being filmed as it happened n watch what a lil fag slut I am.

Becoming a Poz Cum Dump (Part 3) Knocked up? What the fuck does that mean? I thought about what I had over heard when he came back to the room. He looked me over and said, “We need to get you cleaned up and ready to go out” as he released my restraints and helped me out of the sling. He showed me to the shower and we both climbed in to shower off. After we dried ourselves off he had me get dressed and as we headed out the door he grabbed a duffle bag and threw it over his shoulder. Now was my time to escape but I found myself following him like a little puppy down the street. We walked several blocks till we came to a brick building with no signage as to what the business was. There was a plain black door on the front and a keypad next to the door. He punched in a code and there was a click so that it could be opened. Once inside I saw a reception desk with a cute college age stud standing behind it. He said, “Your regular room Sir?” My host nodded and said “Yes” as key was slid across the counter to him along with a couple towels. I followed as we climbed the stairs to the fourth floor then down the hall to room #405. He opened the door and we entered. I was amazed at all the equipment along the walls. A St. Andrew’s Cross, fuck bench, sling, along with a normal bed. There were mirrors along one wall and the ceiling. A second wall had dildos, butt plugs, whips and other similar equipment. In one corner was a tiled shower and a couple lockers. He told me “Strip down and sit on the bed” as he fixed me another syringe for me he gave me a couple blue pills and a white one and told me to take them with the water he gave me. I noticed that the water tasted a little funny as I downed the pills but I drank it any way. I then watched as he stuck the syringe into my vein. I vaguely remember hearing a ringing in my ears as I felt like I was floating away. I could tell my heart was racing out of control and I felt very warm. He guided me over to the St. Andrews cross where he restrained me. He then dressed in leather chaps, a harness and mask as I watched. He then took down a belt or whip of some kind and began to beat my ass. I was so far gone I never felt any pain. I don’t know how long he beat me for but I do recall when he moved me over to the fuck bench. He made sure I was restrained well when he began to finger my hole. Before too long he had 3-4 fingers in me and was really pushing hard on my hole when he stopped and said “you need a little something in there to help you relax.” I felt him stick something in my hole and then felt a burning deep in me. He resumed his fingering of my hole as I felt my hole begin to throb and suck on his fingers when all of a sudden I felt like my ass was so full. I looked over to the mirror to see his fist disappear into my ass. I began to moan as he worked his fist in deeper. He was half way to his elbow when he began to flex his fingers and then withdrew his fist from my ass. He commented “What a nice gapping hole you have there” as he blew air into it. I was then Moved to the sling and fucked by him hard, long and deep. After he was through with me he allowed anyone who wanted to fuck me. I don’t know how many guys fucked me when he finally let me out of the sling, but I knew I took a lot of loads that day. He led me to the shower in the corner and all I could do was lay there as he, ad a few others that were left, began to piss all over me. They pissed in my hair, my mouth and my ass. I just laid there and took it. Then he turned the shower on and rinsed me off. He had me dress then led me back out side and put me in a cab and sent me home. Before he closed the cab door he gave me a bit of advice, “Next time you go looking for a hook up, read the profile instead of just looking at his cock picas.”

Part 1 My name in Bradley Bartholomew Barrington. It was during my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18 and was starved for sex. I had heard from people I chatted with on line that the bathhouse was a great place to lose my virginity. I was warned to be careful since most guys who went to the baths preferred to fuck raw. As much as bareback sex war a turn on, I knew it could be risky. Most of my straight friends preferred to fuck their girlfriend without rubbers, but I didn't want to catch anything so early in my sex life. I worked things out with a friend to cover for me so I could hit the bathhouse on a Friday night. I followed some advice I was given and made sure I was 'cleaned out' and ready to be fucked (if it came too that), heading to the bathhouse around 10 pm, trying to get in before it got too busy and they increased the cover to get inside. I parked down the block not wanting anyone to recognize my car in the parking lot and walked down the block. I made sure to have my own rubbers to use and walked down the block. I walked I through the door where a cute guy (maybe in his mid to late 20's) greeted me asking me for my ID and if I wanted a room or locker. I asked how much for each and was told $40 for a room and $15 a locker. I only had $20 and went for a locker. He gave me a towel and a key and told me that with the locker I was good for 48 hours before I'd have to renew the locker. He could tell this was my first visit to the baths and he suggested I check out the hot tub first. I found my locker, stripped down and put my towel around my slim waist. I'm sure to most of the guys there I looked too young to be I the bathhouse. At 5'8", 130 pounds, with barely enough hair above my 7"cock, arm pits and legs they'd all think I was barely 16, but, of course, I had to be legal to through the door. Once I was situated I made my way around checking things out. It wasn't the crowded but I found a cute guy (close to my age by the looks of it, I'm guessing early 20's). I'm guessing he was about 6' and had a nice slim, swimmer's build with a smooth muscular chest. He was sitting on the edge of the hot tub and I guess that was a good place as any to relax for a while before checking out more if the place. I sat across from him and he smiled at me as his cock began to grow (as did my own). He motioned for me to come sit by him and I figured that this was a good if time as any to meet someone. I moved over to his side of the hot tub and sat down as he moved into the tub to join me under the water. He introduced himself as Seth and commented that he'd never seen me around before tonight. I admitted that I had just turned 18 and wanted to check this place out. He told me about himself that he was 26 and came her for the first time about the same age and he was guided in the baths by an experienced older guy. He added that I needed to be careful, that many guys would want to prey on a cute young thing like me. I let him know that I was aware of that and I only play safe and showed him that I bought my own rubbers. He leaned in close to me giving me a kiss on my ear as he said that he played safe too, then suggested we go back to his room and get to know each other better. He now gave me a real kiss on the lips as our tongues mixed in a heated exchange. He then guided my hand to his hard cock and then placed his hand on mine. I could tell he was experienced as we got really into making out. He stood up and took me by the hand leading me from the hot tub, down the hall and towards his room. Once we got to his room we went inside and he shut the door behind us. The room consisted of a large bed, with a TV in the corner and a small bathroom with a shower. He kissed me again as he guided me down on the bed. He paused to ask me if I smoked pot. I let him know that I loved weed. He pulled out a water bong and lit it up taking the first hit before handing the bong to me for me to get a nice hit. He told me to hit it again since he'd smoked earlier I the night. I took five good hits as he urged me on and DAMN, it was good shit! While I was smoking Seth began to suck my hard cock. The more I smoked the more sensitive my cock was getting. I've never had weed affect me like this, and I liked it. After the fifth hit he came up and sucked the smoke from my mouth before I could exhale. This turned into another great kiss before he guided my head to his hard cock. I never realized the size of his tool until I tried to go down I him. I had sucked off a couple classmates off, but none of their cocks were as big as his. Seth sensed my inexperience with his size and coached me as I took more and more of his cock into my mouth. Soon his cock was at the entrance to my throat and I want sure I could take him in any further until he told me to inhale through my nose as I went down on him. The next time I went down I took a deep breath through my nose as I felt Seth's hands on the back of my head. When his cock hit my throat he applied a little bit of pressure I the back of my head and his cock slid into my throat. He had me hold it there for a little while before letting me move back up so I could let my breath out before breathing in again as I went back down. This time I was able to get him into my throat on my own. I began to get a nice rhythm going hoping I'd get my first taste of cum, especially as none of the guys I had sucked in the past had ever cum, so I really wanted to see what cum tasted like. I could tell he was getting close when he pulled me off of his hard cock letting me know there was plenty of time for me to swallow cum later. He wanted to smoke some more with me. He packed the pipe with some more pot and I wasn't sure, but it looked like he added something else, but I didn't care, I was getting alive and getting very horny. While I lit up and took a couple of hits, Seth pulled a bottle of Gatorade from his bag and took a drink then offered me some as he took the pipe from me. After working on his cock my mouth was in need of something wet. I took a big drink as Seth the pipe offering me the smoke from his lungs. After that shotgun I was still thirsty and Seth told me that I could finish the bottle since he had more. I downed the rest of the bottle and took the bong from him and took a few good hits. It was at this time Seth pushed me onto my back, lifted my legs and began to lick my hole. I've read abut rimming and this was my first time experiencing the pleasure. I began to feel very hot and my horniness grew as I seemed to ever a slight fog. As Seth expertly tongued my hole the sensation sent my senses into overdrive. He also began to finger my hole and, as he put it, ready it for his cock. He was gentle at first as he explained he needed to stretch me open and that it might burn a bit as he opened me up. While he was working me open he told me to look at the video on the TV, that what was happening to the twink on the screen was going to happen to me soon. In the video the twink was getting fucked by another young guy. The one thing that caught my attention was that the twink was getting fucked raw, but I knew Seth says he played safe so I wasn't worried. Everything was good with him sticking in one finger. Then he rimmed me some more and warned that he was going to try two fingers with some lube. I felt his two digits ease inside me as he flexed them to help 'stretch me' and I felt the burn he mentioned. It didn't last long before I felt a third finger side I with ease as Seth kissed and licked my inner thighs. He has me moaning as he worked my hole open. When Seth pulled his fingers from I felt so empty I begged him to stick them back inside me. He wasn't one to disappoint as he slid three fingers back in flexing them as he had done with his two earlier again I felt the burn as he stretched me open. This elicited a pleasurable moan from me as he worked in deeply. Then, when he pulled his fingers out, he said it was time to get me laid.

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.

]He is an older Daddy type, FF top and he loves to PnP. He is of stocky build. His cock is about 9" long, thick and wide and gets very hard even when he partys. When I see him I immediately get turned on. He is so my type. He came over to my apartment in Brooklyn. I was already cleaned out and horny to go. He came in and quickly undressed as I made him a drink. He was hungry to get into my ass, so we moved into my bedroom where I had a hot FF DVD playing to add to the mood. He took out a small bag of Tina that he brought with him and we smoked it in my glass pipe, doing shotguns with the nasty smoke. We kissed each other as he fingered my hole. "Get on the bed and let me get to your hole," he commanded. I got on my knees with my ass exposed. The Tina was good. I could feel it already and my cunt was quivering with anticipation. I took a hit of poppers and passed it back to him as he also likes to sniff it. I had the grease ready at hand, so he coated both of his hands and his thick cock. My hole felt open and relaxed and he started fingering me slowly, a few fingers first fucking my cunt, in and out. He was getting it more loose and hungry. He pushed his dick in and although I was very open it pinched at first, but a great pinch. I tightened my hole, squeezing his dick as it slowly slid in. He moaned, growling "Fuck yeah." I squeezed and released my grip, squeezed and released, and he responded by fucking me harder and deeper until he was pounding my ass. He did this for a while as I did more poppers and my hole relaxed further. Then he pulled out quickly and easily slid four fingers in my hole. "Nice and open," he proudly said. He now had his left hand going in slowly to the widest point of his hand, just leaving it in my hole letting it get used to the width. "Oh yeah, do that slow and fuck my hole!" I moaned. So he fucked me like that for a bit, just slow rhythm with his hand, getting my cunt bigger and hungrier. I soaked some poppers on a small towel and then chewed on it breathing in the fumes. That did the trick. My hole just relaxed and his hand slid right in. Yeah. He fisted me in that position for about a half hour. He stretched out my cunt lips as it wrapped around his wrist. He knew I liked that. He would almost pull his hand out, stretching my hole, then leave his hand stationary for a few seconds at the widest point - really stretching my cunt. I moaned in pleasure. He pulled out and my hole was wide open, remarking "Time for a break" so we relaxed a bit. He added another small crystal to the glass pipe and we smoked it together slowly, each taking several puffs. We again did shotguns with the smoke as we wanted to enjoy the drug. Then he handed me the poppers and I took a hit. He resumed fingering me, feeling my hole relax as a consequence of the combined effect of the poppers and the T. He leaned in and kissed me deep. My hole was so relaxed and open, the lips were soft and bloated. He gently rubbed my cunt lips, moist from all the grease, as we both watched some hot guy getting fisted on the TV flat screen. He slid his hard dick in, fucking me slow and casually. "Let's go into the kitchen," I suggested, so he withdrew, we grabbed our stuff, and once in the kitchen I pulled out one of my bar stools and sat on it, my chest facing the backrest of the seat, my ass positioned so as to hang off the the edge of the seat, legs spread apart, pushing my ass out for his enjoyment. "Let me try something," he said when standing behind me. I could hear him fumbling with his small bag of T then a few seconds later he inserted a finger deep into my hole and left it inside for a minute. "Okay, boy," he said, "I just gave you a little booty bump." I moaned in approval. Then he lathered his hands with more J-lube mixed with grease and started caressing my ass, gently running his palms on the outside of my hole. He fucked me with a few fingers, darting in and out of my hole, teasing it for several minutes. I moaned some more as I started to feel the booty bump now take effect. My cunt felt so good and loose and hungrier than ever. "Take a deep hit of your poppers," he commanded. I put the soaked towel in my mouth and started taking deep, long breaths. My cunt was alive and begging for his hand. He could sense the poppers and the Tina working. He pushed his hand at my cunt. My hole had a momentary pause of tightness at his abruptness but I took another deep breath of the poppers-soaked towel in my mouth and exhaled deeply. The effect was immediate as my cunt opened up, inviting his invasion. I moaned loudly. He went in deeper now knowing I could take it, sensing how relaxed my soft tunnel had become. He got in deeper slowly, testing my resilience which only indicated further lust for his arm. My fuckhole was now really feeling the Tina booty bump from earlier. My cunt was very hungry and it needed to be fed. He slowly went deeper inch by inch, minute by minute. He would creep in, pause and let my hole relax to the further depth of his arm. I would take more poppers hits and he would sense my hole relaxing more as an invitation to progress further. "Oh yeah," I moaned, "please fuck me from there! Fuck my cunt in and out! Let me feel that arm fuck my hungry cunt!" He pulled out quickly but only to the widest point of his wrist as that stretched my hole W I D E. I moaned even more as he then quickly plunged his arm back in to the last depth. Then he repeated this action, pulling almost out, then fucking me again with his arm, inching in just a bit further than before. I could really feel my hole taking his arm as I squirmed, my ass in complete bliss. I breathed in more poppers as he just fucked me rapidly like this for several minutes. The rapidness of his arm-fucking was rubbing on my prostate and I had several anal orgasms. I shuddered and moaned. "Ahhh.....please stop for a minute," I pleaded. My hole couldn't take anymore. He slowly pulled out, as he did, he paused again at the widest point of his hand and slowly fucked my cunt like that, just a quarter inch – in and out, in and out. I moaned some more as he knew my cunt loved that. Then he would slowly go deep into my cavity with his fingers extended and let it rest at the deepest point he had been arm-fucking me earlier. He paused and made tiny movements in my ass. I couldn't tell what he was doing with those extended fingers but every little movement felt incredible. I continued to moan softly. We did this for awhile, time seemed frozen. He was guiding me down, gradually letting my intense pleasures fade off slowly with his arm still inside my very relaxed tunnel. And then he pulled out completely. His fingers then started caressing my bloated asslips, just teasing it and slowly bringing me down from my excitement to catch my breath. "Stay there," he instructed. He grabbed a towel and carefully with soft, slow movements wiped my ass, cleaning off excess lube and grease. "Give me a hit of the poppers," he instructed, "and then take another hit for yourself.". I passed the poppers-soaked towel to him and heard him inhale for a few seconds. And then he passed the towel back to me and I did the same. He reached over and kissed my cunt. He did this slowly, just his lips touching my asslips. Only the tip of his tongue would slowly slide against my asslips. The touch was so slight, so subtle, so electric with all my senses heightened from the poppers and Tina. And then he inserted his tongue and I squirmed feeling it go in my soft, velvety hole. What I had not realized was he placed a small bit of crystal on his tongue which was being pushed into my hole. He made slow love to my cunt with his tongue. He was moaning louder than me as he thoroughly enjoyed eating my ass. It was so soft and liquid at this point. He would pull out his tongue then tease my asslips slowly again, just licking the bloated lips with the tip of his tongue. At this point I had realized what had happened as the Tina gave a momentary burn and started to have effect on both of us. The burn faded quickly, covered by the intense pleasure he was giving me with his tongue to my fuckhole that was intensely sensitive. For me, my hole was even more relaxed, inviting, hungrier. I felt so open for him, my ass was a feast for his tongue to devour. He did all sorts of moves with his tongue and mouth and my hole just felt so soft, so loved. I was in ecstasy. And so was he. He loved to eat my sloppy cunt. We did this for a good while that I lost track of time as It happens with crystal. I would just breath the poppers and be in a complete relaxed state. Eventually he tired out. "Okay I think it is time for another break," he said, fingering my hole. We gathered all the gear and went back into the bedroom where a FF DVD was still playing. On the tv some hot bottom was sitting on a chair, legs spread wide as an armed fucked his hole. We laid in bed watching the hot action as he caressed and gently played with my very open fuckhole. I would watch the TV and just get hornier and relaxed, the Tina and all the previous poppers hits still flying in my body. I spread my legs further as he continued to play with my hole. "Man you have no idea how amazing your hole feels right now," he said. I moaned some more and closed my eyes. He grabbed one of my various toys near the bed. He selected one of my favorites, a loose silicone, flexible, black dildo, medium in girth and about 18" in length. He greased it up and introduced it to my very open hole. It slipped in easily as I moaned. "Do some poppers." he instructed. I did as he asked and he gently pushed the snake up my still hungry cunt. It entered easily as I could feel my hole swallow it up. "WOW! FUCK MAN!" he exclaimed. "You are just TAKING IT!!!" I loved this toy! It's not super wide or firm so it bends to match and slide into my sloppy tunnel. I could actually feel it go deeper as it curved with the bends of my deeper colon. He now had almost all of the dildo inside my hole but left about 2" for him to hold onto. "Take another breath," he said. I inhaled the poppers and immediately loosened up more. He fucked my hole with the dildo, pulling it out slowly. That felt great as my sensitive tunnel could feel it slide out. It was just the right girth that and smoothness that it would glide along my prostate. I had spasms from the intensity. He pulled all the way out. "WOW!" he said again, laughing. He pushed it back in and this time pushed it ALL in. I was so loose. I realized it was all in. It just felt complete. "Push out," he instructed. I applied a little pressure, exhaling. The long snake slid out. He pushed it back in, about two thirds into my hungry tunnel. Then he pulled it out almost all the way and them back in to the end. He fucked me like this for awhile, slow, taking our time as we watched the fisting DVD. I was just smiled widely and remarked "I love taking breaks." With that I over, giving him a deep kiss as the snake slid back in my hole. He fucked my hole with the black dildo for some time, continuously kissing me. After awhile, however, he pulled out the toy and tossed it aside, but kept playing with my hole, softly caressing the bloated lips and teasing my sensitive insides. Every now and then he would insert his dick - still super hard - and fuck me slowly while kissing my neck, squeezing my nipples, biting softly on my ear, just driving me wild. "Do you have an A-frame ladder?" he whispered into my ear. I looked at him, thought for a second, and replied "Yeah, actually I do." A few minutes later the ladder was in position, with the top fold-down shelf open in position - but instead of paint cans resting on it I placed a bottle of poppers and my poppers rag, the lube placed on a nearby side table. We positioned the ladder near my bedroom mirror, angled just right so I could get a great view of my hole in action. "Let's smoke another bowl," he suggested. We lit up and again exchanged the nasty smoke between us, doing shotguns mixed with lusty kisses, his free hand constantly feeling up my sloppy cunt. "Mmm...that feels so fuckin' good," I moaned. "Get up there," he commanded and I climbed up the ladder. He helped me up as I positioned myself nearest the top step. I got myself in place, got comfortable, held onto the ladder and pushed my ass out and dropped my torso letting gravity do its thing. From the mirror I could see my ass lips protruding and just hanging loose, relaxed and ready. He smiled into the mirror catching my gaze in the reflection. "One more thing," he said, reaching over and locating and carefully opening the bag of Tina. From the reflection in the mirror I could see him lick the tip of his index finger. He carefully dipped that finger in the bag and lightly coated it with small Tina particles and dust. Then he smiled at me in the mirror, remarking "I think I want your hole REALLY sloppy and hungry. LET'S MAKE YOUR SLUTTY CUNT BEG FOR THIS!!!" I grabbed the poppers towel and soaked it with a fresh dose from the bottle. I placed it in my mouth and slowly started breathing in, taking deep, long breaths. He placed his index finger in my hole coating the inner walls of my man pussy with the Tina dust. He pushed his finger as deeply as it could go and slowly turned it side to side, leaving it in there for a minute or so as he caressed my hole. He slid another finger in, fucked my hole in and out, then adding another finger until he had four inside my ass. Four fingers from his other hand joined in. WHOA!!! That was feeling fucking amazing as he stretched the walls of my hole. There was again the momentary burn, but it was a fantastic heat. From the mirror I could see both of his hands spreading my hole. He would pull it wide apart, leave it stretched like that for a bit as I took deep breaths. My cunt was now feeling the Tina booty coating from earlier. It was responding to his stretching, tense for a second, then my hole would relax as his fingers did their magic. "Breathe that rag deeper Boy!" He commanded. I did as I was told and my hole followed, opening up more, completely relaxed. He pushed and both his hands slid into my cunt. I was in ecstasy. I was so relaxed and high; I just felt massively full and complete in my hole. He fucked me slowly going in and out - not going deeper - just a slow, loving rhythm. I took more hits from the poppers rag and twitched my ass to give him more access. I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe what I was seeing: both of his hands fucking my very stretched hole. His hands were locked in a prayer hold, just fucking my hole super S L O W, in and out. He wasn't going for depth, just width. My hole was so relaxed that his two hands seemed totally normal up my ass. It just felt so amazing and full. He looked at the reflection in the mirror. "FUCK!!! YOUR HOLE IS SO FUCKING INCREDIBLE!" He pushed in further about three inches past the wrist. I could feel the volume inside me, large with its weight and volume, but not uncomfortable. I wanted this so bad and was so relaxed that it just felt normal, easy. I looked at the reflection and was in awe. I breathed in more poppers and he felt my hole open up more. He pulled down slowly so both hands started to peek out of my hole, really stretching my cunt. Then he pushed back in, then pulled again, never taking his hands completely out. My hole looked obscenely large as the hands would pull down. He did this for awhile as I moaned over and over, then very slowly he slid his right hand down along the left arm and pulled it out of my cunt. WOW my hole felt empty despite the other hand inside me! He pushed his left hand in further going deep now. I breathed in more poppers. He went deeper, further than he had earlier. I stared at the reflection and could see his arm snake into my hole. It was deeper now beyond his forearm, almost to the elbow. He fucked me like that just going in and out, in and out, but never pulling his entire arm out. He would adjust the pace. Slow at times, then rapid, then back to a slow rhythm. I was wiggling my ass at him. I was enjoying the fucking ride. He started to slide the fingers of his other hand in my hole while pulling out his left arm. His right arm replaced the left and he repeated the earlier fucking pattern. I kept looking at the reflection in the mirror: it was a fucking hot scene like something from one of my FF porn DVDs! Time slipped away. Eventually his arm tired out. "Hold on," he said, as he pulled out. He wiped my ass and hole with a towel. "Give me a hit of the poppers," he asked. I handed him the rag and he took a deep breath from it then passed it back to me and I did the same. And then he just dug into my hole with his mouth: rimming, licking, kissing, making love to my soft cunt with his tongue. "Let's get back to the bed'," he suggested. He helped me down from the ladder. We grabbed our shit and moved into the bedroom. I laid in bed on my stomach, the FF DVD was still playing on the screen: some amazing hole on the screen up on a sit sling, legs wide open with an arm piston fisting the bottom. We both breathed in more poppers and he slid behind me, down to my ass. He continued to rim me; it was like we were making out softly, except it was his mouth and my hole. He was bringing me down from the evening and all our partying. He was making love to my hole. He alternated with his tongue and his fingers, just caressing my ass lips, running his index finger along my crack softly, teasing it. I just moaned and moaned. Everything felt so pleasurable. I was exhausted but my hole was still horny. He moved on top of me and inserted his still hard dick and started to fuck me slowly. Then he would pull out and continue to finger me until we both drifted off into sleep.

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

How it started It started innocently enough. Well, a recon date to meet for fisting may not be everyone's idea of innocence, but it was really a quite not-very-kinky date. I was 39, quite normal guy called Simon. Out of the closet at work, but not out as a guy that liked to get fist deep into his ass quite regularly. Anyway, the guy seemed very nice: A couple years older than me, recently out of a relationship and keen on trying out fisting. He had only tried it once before, but was determined to try it again. He was a safe sex guy only which I also insisted on. I hadn't really been bare backed since years and recently tested this was how I preferred it. After a quite lengthy period of chatting, we agreed to meet at my place. I cleaned out well and was ready when he entered. He introduced himself as David. He had a great smile and soon also introduced me to a nice 15 cm uncut cock. David urged me to suck him. He made me suck it deep and holding the back of my head ensuring I understood my task was to please him. I did my best and loved feeling his nice cock deep in my mouth. I was rock hard. After a while he seemed satisfied and withdrew. While I recovered he wrapped up and proceeded to fuck me. First he wanted me on my back, looking me deep in the eyes while adding just a bit of lube before entering me. It hurt but soon I enjoyed it. He increased the speed and turned me around. Twisting my nipples while fucking me, he ensured I was very horny and wanted him deeper. It wasn't a merciless fuck, but very determined. He was pounding me intense and hard and was clearly more focused on his own pleasure than mine. Well, suited me well, I took a sniff of my poppers and wanked slowly. He withdrew, grabbed a black glove and fist lube and I lay down on my back with poppers within reach. The first time with a new guy I am always anxious. How is he? Soon I felt his first finger in my hole, and he soon stretched open with two and three finger. I relaxed and knew I could take more with a little help of poppers. He added another finger, and soon tried to push he entire fist. It felt huge, but I loved the feeling and soon he was inside me. And my anxiousness was replaced by pleasure. I knew this one was a good fister. Sure, he was as determined as a fister as a fucker, but he had a certain way of doing it that I immediately loved. I got super horny and as always I my inner slut is released as soon as I got a fist inside me. I really only wanting to feel it deep, feel the fist fuck me and to cum. David didn't allow me to shoot, and after a while he took out his hand and kissed me. Suddenly he showed tenderness that I knew was sincere and from then one I not only liked, but also trusted him. The reason for withdrawing was that he wanted to fuck me again. David made sure I was kneeling doggy in front of him and fucked me again. Can you feel my dick he teased? I ensured him I could. He smacked my buttocks a couple of times and I felt him increase his phase. Hard and deep he fucked me and soon I knew he was close and he came with a small cry that soon changed to a big smile. He turned me around again, handed me the poppers and I felt his fist against my hole. Soon I was urging him to fist me harder as I wanked myself to a big and intense orgasm. We were both happy. Over the next weeks we chatted more, but never managed to meet up and one day his Recon profile was gone. I was disappointed, but what could I do? It was never less a nice memory. Two years later Two years later I suddenly got a message on Recon from David again. Back after another relationship and breakup, he was ready for new adventures. We started to chat regularly again. His profile was still safe sex only, but now noted that he was chems friendly. I had never tried chems and told him that I was not interested. He said he thought I would enjoy it, but that it as of course up to me. We discovered was that we both really liked cuddling. That surprised him. He had thought I was a just sex only guy, preferring only rather rough fist dates. It proved difficult to find time to meet, but eventually we had a new date. Pretty much like the first one, I was once again enjoying sucking his nice cock before he fucked me just as rough as I like it and fisted me with determination and surprising skill. I teased him he was a natural talent as he claimed he hadn't fisted anyone since he first met me. After we had both shot our loads, we chatted, cuddled and had a nice time. From then on we started to chat online even more often. He called me his little slut and told me how much he loved to fuck and fist me. Like me he was very much the boy next door guy, but revealed his interest in leather. He was very happy then I told him that although not much into the leather scene I still owned leather boots and pants. Having sex with me in that outfit was definitely something he wanted. David told me he wanted to try out new things with me and again said we should try chems together. It made me horny to ask him to specify his fantasies. He told me he would love to try to pee in my ass or on my face, cum on my face and bareback me. I made me extremely horny to hear all of this. I said I would like to try most things, but no bare backing. Condoms only when fucking and no cum even in my mouth. However, I started to wonder how it would be to be fucked and fisted while on chems. I read some stories on breedingzone about guy being chemmed up and I realised it was a big turn on to imagine myself as slightly dizzy fucktoy. A chemmed up date I finally agreed to try e with him on our next date. He was very careful to underline this was up to me, and that he didn't want to force me. Anyway, I decided, I am more than 40 now and I should try it at least once. We agreed to meet on evening. As usual I cleaned out thoroughly and on his request I dressed up in my leather stuff and was ready when he knocked on my door. He kissed me passionately before handing me the e and some water and I swallow dutifully. He took one himself. Continuing to kiss me, he lifted my black t-shirt, found my nipples and pulled them just as I like it. I was instantly horny and soon I also felt a sudden rush. I understood the e was hitting. I loved the feeling immediately. We kissed while he was feeling my hard dick through the leather pants. My head was spinning for horniness and soon all I wanted was to suck him and make him happy. I urged him to give me his cock. He pushed me down on my knees, opened his jeans and pushed my head against his underwear. They had a slight smell of piss that made me even hornier. He continued to pull my nipples and I released his cock. I took his 15 cm in my mouth. I couldn't get it deep enough and he said I was a good slut. After a while he lead me to my bed, pushed me down with my ass pointing towards him and gave me some spanks. David opened my leather pants, and pushed them down and exposed my ass. He spanked it again and wanked himself back to a full erection. Putting on a condom and lubing my hole with an experienced move, he didn’t take the time to open me with a finger. He simply pushed in. Not extremely brutal, but not very concerned about me either. I cried out, more of surprise than pain although it was a bit painful. I was still a bit dizzy from the e and enjoyed the feeling of him entering me, fucking me and controlling me and using me. “I will take care of you” he said. “I love you. Just relax”. I did. After being satisfied by his initial fuck, he turned to fisting. He opened me quite gently while I added poppers to my chemmed-up state to ensure I could take his fist. David pushed in, I screamed in pain and pleasure and he said: just scream out, it turns me on. It wasn't a cruel statement, just an observation. He continued to fist me, kissing me, spanking me and then fucking me again. I was in heaven. “Do you still feel the e?” he asked. I realized it had subdued and I said "not so much". “Take some water and I will give you one more” he said. He did, and after a while I felt the intense feeling returning. He sensed I was ready for more and he fisted me again, soon punching me. Alternating between his left and right arm, my hole was punched again and again. It was so intense and so good. I didn't have the usual urge to shoot a load, it was more that I just wanted it to continue. He took some breaks and we cuddled, before he fisted me more. My as was more open than ever before and it felt amazing. We cuddled and I was in a very dreamy state. We were spooning up and I felt his hardening cock against my back. I played with it until it was again fully erect. The condom had fallen off when he had been soft so he was not wrapped up. Suddenly I felt him pushing himself against my open hole. I was still dizzy and not able to resist. He pushed in and said "can you feel my cock? I am barebacking you baby. Doesn’t it feel great? Don't you love it slut?" And I realised I really enjoyed it. Not only did it feel much closer and intimate but it was also the feeling of doing something very naughty. He started to fuck me more intensely and soon I knew he would shoot. I didn't try to avoid it. I just enjoyed feeling him shooting his load in my ass. It was so great and we kissed and cuddled as his cock softened. Still being very horny, I felt his cock slip out and suddenly I just knew I had to suck him. I took his beautiful cock in my mouth again, it tasted lube, assjuice and cum and I sucked it while wanking myself. I shot a big load and was totally exhausted, but very happy. I felt his cum dribble out of my ass and I smiled at him while fingering myself and licking his cum of my fingers. I knew I would be willing to far with this guy.

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*

Becoming a Poz Cum Dump How I got here to this point in my young life doesn’t really matter now. I willingly climbed into this sling and allowed myself to be gagged and restrained. I willingly agreed to turn over control to someone I had just met on line earlier in the afternoon. I failed to read his profile and was attracted to his looks that I saw in his profile pictures. My name is Blake. I am 18, 5’10”, long brown hair (actually I had long brown hair, it was cut off moments after I was secured in this sling), brown eyes, and I have a lean, smooth body (especially since he shaved off all my pubic hair, legs, arms, pits, ass, all hair is gone). I never thought another man would humiliate me like this. Now I am watching as he ties a piece of rubber tubing around my left arm. He instructs me to pump my left fist a few times. I comply with his command for fear of what he might do to me if I don’t. He then tells me to hold still as he sticks a needle in my arm. My eyes are fixed on what he is doing as I watch him pull back on the plunger and a small tinge of blood is seen in the clear liquid in the syringe. Next he slowly pushes the plunger all the way down as I watch in disbelief. When the syringe is empty he pulls it from my arm and massaged the injection site as I begin to hyperventilate. The gag is removed from my mouth as he releases the tubing from around my arm. I begin to feel warmth wash all over my body and up into my throat as I begin to find it almost difficult to breathe. I panic for a moment as I cough hard a couple times. I then begin to feel very strange, as if my senses were thrown into over drive. My cock quickly shrivels up to look so small. But I am feeling so super horny. I feel as if I need to be fucked; fucked long, deep and hard. I watch as this stud of a man get’s between my legs and rubs his bare, rock hard cock against my hole. He asks me “What do you want? I can only think to answer, “I to be fucked.” He continues to rub his cock up and down my crack as my hole twitches and throbs for attention. I ask him again, “Please fuck me, I need to be fucked.” He looks me dead in the eye and asks, “How bad do you want my cock in side your cunt?” “I need it really bad. I need to be fucked.” He didn’t say a word as I watch him slide his raw cock into my hungry hole. Several thoughts raced through my head, one was that he was fucking me bare, and the second was that we never talked about status. I’m not sure he’d be honest with me any way, but I had to ask. “Shouldn’t you be wearing a condom?” “Didn’t you read my profile?” I knew I didn’t and after seeing his pics I wanted that cock in me. Now I had it and had a good idea what this guy’s real status was. No more words were spoken as he fucked away at my hole. IF felt so damn good to be fucked by this stud. He was a marathon man as he fucked me. I never knew a guy could fuck this long and I never took a fucking like this before. Most of the guys who fucked me lasted 10-15 minutes, shot their load and were done. I never knew the length of time he lasted, but I do know when he shot his first load into me. He began to pant and groan. He looked directly into my eyes and said that my life was about to drastically change forever. I was so horned up and out of my mind with lust I didn’t care. I looked into his eyes as he came deep in side me. Without missing a beat he kept right on fucking. He never went soft and I could feel his load being swished around deep in my bowels. He fucked me for a few hours (maybe 3 or so) before he pulled out. He placed a butt plug in my hole before he released my restraints and helped me out of the sling. We then went up to his room where he got on his computer. As he sat at his desk and typed away on his pc, I was on the floor between his legs sucking his cock. I didn’t know what more he had planed for me, but the way I was feeling, I didn’t really care.

I’ve been on prep for two year and have taken many many undetectable loads. Tested neg yesterday

A few days ago, on a business trip, I stopped overnight in Brisbane Australia before flying on to another country. Had no luck at the local cruise club or on Grindr but scored on BBRTS. Hooked up with a great looking 40 year old Ozzy-Asian guy who came up to my hotel room. After letting me rim him he used a coconut oil butter as lube and he had me enter him slowly. He wanted me initially to get it in all balls deep and leave it there for a time as we lay together - he just wanted to savour my thick cock. The coconut butter, which I’d not used before, gave an exciting tingling sensation as well as smelling good. We fucked for a while taking several positions before he begged me to breed him which I was by then ready and willing to oblige.

I love older tops ..... it could be because my dad first took my throat cherry a year or so before taking my ass cherry when I was still in high school. Ever since then I was attracted to older daddy types. My brother who is 18 months older than me, learned I was putting out to dad, and he began fucking my throat and ass too. He would order me to put out to his team mates and later his army buddies .... while they were hot, hung, and fucked me roughly, it was the older tops I craved.

Praise god, you're back!

DaddysHand, we missed your poisonous, pus-smeared input for a while. Nice to have you back ramming your toxins into us.

Part 2 ~ The interview: I arrived at 10.55am and rang the doorbell. The door opened, and there was my potential new Master, dressed head to toe in his pristine Leather gear. - Good boy. On time. Follow me. We got to his office, and, I stripped naked from prior instructions given. He sat down in his office chair, put his legs (with police boots) up on his desk, lit up a cigar, and slowly smoked, not saying a word, rubbing his crotch through his Leather Jeans, and staring at me with an intense look. I did as I was told and looked into his eyes without averting my gaze. After a few minutes I felt myself becoming intoxicated by his Alpha energy, by his intense presence, and by his firm grip of control. I tried to control not getting an erection, as I knew being the inferior party I was not allowed one. But, my cunt kept clenching, and my prostate felt like it was being massaged. I began to moan and grunt as my Dick began to swell. The Master continued to smoke, keeping his gaze firmly locked on my gaze. I was now feeling him penetrate my inner being, slowly taking control of who I am. I felt my legs buckle. Now my legs are super strong; I go to the gym 6 days a week, and run regularly, but suddenly they weren't holding me. And the next thing I knew, I fell to my knees. The Master came around from behind his desk, with a 'Heavy Leather Flogger', and as he held his cigar between his teeth, he began to flog my back, hitting me very hard in quick succession flogs, unleashing his Alpha aggression. He then fetched his office chair, wheeling it to my surrendered body, and sat right in front of me, still puffing away, as I grunted and winced through the after effects of being flogged. My head was facing the floor as I tried to regain my composure. I thanked him. - Thank you for the flogging Sir - Look at me .... So, you want to SERVE me, do you boy? - Yes Sir - You know why you just got flogged, don't you boy? - Because I got an erection Sir!? - Yes boy, and Master's Dick is the only Dick around here allowed to get hard, and pleasured. He attached nipple clamps to my nipples, and clothes pegs to my balls. My nipples hurt a little, but, my balls were really making me grit my teeth. The Master positioned me sideways to his chair, sat down, and put his legs up on my back, using me like his desk, and continued smoking. - So boy, you are HIV negative, and want Master to infect you, is that correct? - Yes Sir, I need it badly. - You do realise that IF I decide to take you on as my live in sub, once you sign the declaration, you will have signed over complete control of yourself over to me, and you will very likely convert to being poz - Yes Sir, I fully understand. I made my decision a few years ago. I really fucking NEED it! - Well, I don't just give it to anybody. You will have to earn the right to be knocked up by Master's beautiful dirty DNA. It is a special and unique privilege. Are you willing to go through pain, and work for that once in a life time Gift from The Master, boy? - Absolutely Sir. After-all, I am here to SERVE you. To PLEASE you with whatever Sir needs and wants. I HOPE you choose me, and that one day I have the honour to get to call you Master. He took his boots/legs off of my back, stood up, and ordered me to kneel before my superior. His Leather Jeans had a cod piece that flapped open when unzipped. And unzip he did, revealing his fully erect beautifully formed curved Dick. I so wanted to suck on it. But, a sub does not do such a thing. It is not his place to initiate! I simply looked up at this HOT Alpha, and looked longingly, mouth open. He looked down at me for a few minutes, grabbed my head and pulled it in tightly to his crotch. I was immediately intoxicated, with the touch of his pubes on my lips and nose. With the smell of Leather, and his own Man-smell. And with his domineering force! No sooner had I lost my senses, he abruptly let go of me, and walked out of his office, returning a while later with a collar and leash which he promptly attached, leading me to his kitchen. - I need you to make me lunch. Instructions are on the worktop of what I want, and how to make it. You will bring it to me in my office. You have 20 minutes. It can be done in that time. Good luck. He tightened the nipple clamps, then left. 20 Minutes. Fuck. I don't know where anything is. I was determined to be his live in sub, and for him to become my Master, so, I super focused, and set about doing what I wanted to do long term; SERVE! - Put it down there on the desk boy. And on all fours right here. I got down on all fours as instructed, and again, he used my like his desk, resting his legs on my back. He seemed to be enjoying what I had prepared. I hope I had managed to PLEASE him. Once he had finished he got up, got his Leather Paddle, and began to hit my ASS cheeks, and like with the flogging earlier, he was rough! - That was delicious boy, BUT, that took you 36 minutes to execute. Far too fucking long! And now you have to be punished to learn that this slack work ethic of yours is unacceptable. I knew I had to work with this pain if I was to achieve my goals of SERVING a Master, and getting the sexual liberation I so desperately craved! Through my grunts of pain, I spoke; - Yes Sir. PLEASE do punish me. I need to learn that I have to be the very best at what I do to SERVE you to the highest level of service that you without question deserve! In fact, I think you should be hitting me harder. I didn't really want to be hit harder. But offering The Master that option would hopefully prove my willingness to become his loyal obedient sub, and prove that I am what I say I am; An inferior pig! He took me up on what I said, and really started to lay into me. I was now screaming each time the paddle came crashing down onto my ASS. Tears were running down my face, yet, I felt very happy and satisfied inside, knowing I was giving myself over to The Master's complete control! And being that one step closer to my dreams.

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 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 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.

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Hey bud, well.... Last night I was so horned and hungry for cock - been way too long. My appt to go on PrEP isn't until Sept 6. This guy (10") found me on BBRT, profile said "pos". We talked and I told him he might me too big for me right now, but he was willing to try. I also told him I'm neg and would he fuck bare buy shoot outside. Well when he came over I was surprised that we had little trouble in him mounting me - he knew how to work my tits beforehand which are wired to my hole, and popper me. He was a great fuck, super great. At the end I found out he had bred me twice. While I loved getting bred, I was worried. He said he's undetectable so small risk of transmission. But I've already made an appt for this afternoon at my doctor's to go on PEP. So I'll hope but sometimes the pig in me needs to come out and be used - oink!

The drive over to the gifting top took forever, my mind was racing. This is the beginning of a new chapter, starting a relationship with the best bottom I have ever had. Not just an bottom, a straight boy, with a girlfriend, who loves taking cock and following orders. Whether or not we are together forever, he will always be mine in some aspect. I pull up to the house in the email and check my phone, there are two messages. One from the gifting top: "Doors open strip once you get inside unless you want your clothes torn off" One message from my boy: "Are you going to POZ me Sir?" His message worried me, will he chicken out? will i become POZ and lose my boy at the same time? i got a horrible pit in my stomach. I text him back, "Yes, i'm going to make you pregnant with a POZ load." I sat outside the top's house waiting for the reply. My phone vibrated, "Yes Sir, if you want, you already own me." That text made me hard as a rock despite the life changing event to come, "do you want me to impregnate you?" i asked. "I want you do do what ever you want with me Sir." he replied. I took a deep breath and got out of the car, a huge smile on my face, I practically floated to the front door, and entered as i took my clothes off. The front room was dim, a light was on in what appeared to be the kitchen, and music was coming from a dark room. I made my way towards the dark room, "Bend over the bed slut" a voice says from the dark room, and i do as i'm told, so strange to be on this side of the relationship. As i bend over the bed the top walks up behind me, "wheres the toothbrush, and why are you here?" "Here, and because i want you to POZ me up" "Why?" he demanded. "There's a straight bottom i've been fucking that will become gay for me if he catches anything or can't have kids," i confess. "hmm... So you want to POZ this little "straight" boy?" "Yessir" "well... When i POZ you, MY seed will be growing in you, and then this boy will be mine too, I'll POZ you on one condition." "whats the condition?' i ask nervously. "I'll let you grow my seed inside you so you can POZ him on your own, but if he doesn't take for any reason, you release his boipussy to me and my POZ friends. AND if he does become POZ with your seed, you bring your boy over here and we have a celebration night." "interesting, I like the idea" "Well do we have a deal? Am i Pozzing your NEG ass tonight?" "Yes lets do it" The top slapped my ass hard, "good slut, you email me when you get the fuck flu" "Yes Sir" With that the top shoved the toothbrush into my ass, it hurt a bit, but i was so excited to change our lives that i didn't care. This better take. He yanked the toothbrush out of my stinging ass, and shoved it into my mouth, there was a metallic taste. I'm primed to take his POZ load. "what outcome are you hoping for slut? that you POZ him up or that he is resistant to our strains and we introduce him to my friends." "Honestly he says he's mine already and can do what i want, your friends can have him POZ or not." i replied. "good, i like that, thank you for sharing, especially if he's as good as you say." In one big thrust his cock went into my hole, it stung but it also felt pretty good, i was caught by surprise and yelped. "HA, take this POZ cock you top" he said as he rammed his cock in and out of my hole all the way, really loosening my hole up, but also really wrecking my sore hole. "Beg for my POZ load like a good bottom, and then take it home to your boy." "please POZ my ass, convert me" i said over and over. "tell me why slut" "POZ me so i can convert the straight boy! POZ me and lets make him a gay POZ bottom whore" "He's already a gay bottom, but here's the POZ load delivery for his ass!" He thrust in and i felt the first strong spurt of toxic cum enter my ass, he moaned, and was breathing heavy, still clenching and releasing cum into my hole. It was quick but i was hoping for that, i much prefer to fuck my boy than be fucked by anyone. "if you don't get sick within 2 weeks, you come back here and you're staying here a weekend, got it?" "i'll let you know" i replied, standing up and grabbing my clothes from the living room floor, my ass sore and full of POZ cum. I drove home, dreaming about my life to come. I woke up the next morning with my asshole burning, the guy messed up my hole for how quick he was. After my breakfast and coffee I went to the restroom and sure enough cum came out, it felt like a cup full, it just kept coming out. My phone buzzed, "Good Morning Sir" it read from my boy. "Good morning boy" i replied. "ready for tonight?" "Yes Sir, always." His text brought a huge smile to my face. "craving cock? craving a man?" "Yes actually Sir, I'm very horny, i get crazy thoughts when i'm horny." he sent. "Oh? like what Trevor, tell your boyfriend." "Well, craving your cock, piss, and cum like usual. Do you mind if I come by and grab a bottle of piss from you?" "Aw boy I want you to, but i just pissed, i'll bring one to your work though, on one condition." "Anything Sir" "Change for the gym outside your car today in the parking structure, shirt, shorts, socks, shoes, but the jock strap stays, and wear the "ADDICTED" jock strap, everything comes off first before one article goes on." "Yes Sir, When will i get your piss?" "you'll get every bladder full today slut, just prove to me you followed orders." "Yes Sir" "Good Boy, also think of some more rules, i need more control over my slut, you're going to be gay in no time, hard for me and flaccid for her" "Yes Sir I'll email you a list tonight for approval before you come over, and honestly that excited me a bit" "Good, because you're mine" "Yes i am Sir."

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.

Upper Marlboro, MD here.

Part 2 - Ted He hurried in, “Ooh daddy…” I cooed. “You’re perfect” He finally made a coherent sentence. “Thank you” I laid down on my back, ass facing, lifting my legs and holding the inside of my knees, pink hole glistening with lube on display. My hole winked at him. His body tensed up with lust. I smirked. Dropping his towel and revealing his wholly unimpressive body, belly hanging over his pubic mound, pubes wild and unkempt, 5” cock standing at full attention. “Please …” I whined. Have I told you I’m a consummate actor? I always give an award winning performance, making these trolls think I would offer myself so willingly to them, though in a way I am. Not in the way that they think though. He came forward and unceremoniously entered me. His forest of pubes bristling against my smooth hole. It slid in without resistance, partially coz I’m an easy fuck and partially because there really wasn’t much cock. He drove it into the hilt, I watched his face enter nirvana. I gripped his cock with my ass on the out stroke and relaxed on the in stroke. Wrapping my strong legs around his waist, I pulled him inside me deeper. My arms went around his back. We embraced and kissed, deeply and passionately. His kisses were clumsy, too eager, too much tongue, too wet. I loved it, I fed off his hunger for me. The look of lust in his eyes as we fucked making me rock hard. I barely register the dicking he was giving me. His technique was ok, a pity his cock is so small. I groaned and moaned into his ear, as he licked and kissed my neck. “Oh fuck me daddy, fuck me. Make me your boy, uhhhhhh” The whimpers and moans drove him to near madness. He barely made sense. Not that I was really listening to what he said. His flabby body on top of mine. I reached up to squeeze and pinch his his flabby chest and nipples. Feeling the rolls of fat between his chest and stomach, grabbing his ample love handles . His face flushed red, sweat dripping from him falling on me, intermingling with my own. pooling on the crevasse between my hard pecs. He leant down to lick and chewed at my nipples, biting, kissing my chest. His thrusting became more erratic. I watched his face intently, eyes bulging and mouth open in a silent O. He became even uglier as he neared orgasm. I loved this moment. I urged him on with louder grunts and cries of, “Breed your boy daddy, cum in me, oh fuck daddy, oh please, uhhh uhhh uhhh” Suddenly his hands wrapped around me neck and gripped tighter as his thrusts became wild jerking. The unexpected grip around my neck made me genuinely turned on by him. “I’m cumming!” He groaned He was slamming into me with force, his fat body jiggling with every last thrust, spewing cum inside my guts. My ass felt something for the first time that fuck akin to pleasure. For a few too brief moments he hit my prostate with his meagre cock. A feeling of warmth as he came. A moment of stillness. … … He smiled and collapsed in a sweaty pile of fat flesh on top of me. I was still holding onto him tightly, making sure every last drop was inside me, maximising exposure time his bare unprotected cock was rubbing against the toxic HIV ridden walls of my anus. “That was incredible” He murmured. “Hmmm” I agreed noncommittally. “I’m Ted, blah blah blah blah blah” Really all I heard was white noise, as Ted continued to babble. As he talked I concentrated on milking his softening cock with my ass, eager for every last drop. We stayed in that deadly embrace for a time, him talking, I not really listening, until his cock became too soft and fell with a plop out of my hole. “I’d love to -“ He began I cut off his words by unravelling myself from under him, easily I flipped him over onto his back and dove down to his soft cock and engulfed it in my mouth. The bitter salty taste of his last neg load still on his cock, mixed with the taste of my ass. I suckled on it lapping up every drop. When there was nothing left, I stood up, slung my towel over my shoulders and walked out of the room. Finding an empty room, I walked in and locked the door, lying down onto the mat, I unclenched my ass to allow the cum that was inside to drip out.I love the feeling cum oozing out of me, reaching down I scooped it up for a taste, the sweet taste of his last neg load.

Grindr: Matt4BB As I walked home from the restaurant I thought about the last few days. I did not know about Ben and Brandon, but the four guys who had fucked me at the lake were poz, as was Ricardo. And as for Danny, he claimed he “didn’t know” but probably was based on who he had been having sex with. I had heard of post-exposure prophylaxis, but if either or both of Ben or Brandon were poz it was probably too late for that. Fuck it! Getting loads up my ass was worth the risk. By the time I got home Aiden was awake and drinking coffee on the deck. He was interacting intensely with his phone and did not notice as I approached. “Any coffee left” I asked, knowing full well that I had walked past the half full pot in the kitchen on my way out to the deck. Aiden rapidly killed whatever app he was busy with and looked up from his phone to comment. I couldn’t help but notice that he looked guilty about something; He could never hide it very well. Interesting! “Gee Babe, you were gone a long time. Have fun at the lake?” I noticed that the guilty expression had turned into a little smirk as he said it and I was a more than a little unsettled. Did Aiden suspect anything? “Well, yeah I guess. It’s a nice morning and there were lots of shirtless hot guys in tight shorts to look at. And a couple of those guys filled out their shorts really well!” “I worry about you sometimes Greg. The lustful way you look at other guys. It’s very unsettling and quite embarrassing when some of our friends comment on it. I’ve been told that a lot of guys go to the lake looking for sex, and I cannot imagine what they would say if they knew that you went there without me.” Yeah, some of our friends would have no problem with that I thought, and then responded to him. “Don’t be silly. I’d never do anything like that. I’d never cheat you and hook up with strangers. Not only would that destroy our relationship, but anyone would be a fool to take those sorts of risks.” I knew I was being a total hypocrite standing there with two loads up my ass, one of them definitely poz and the other unknown. “Yeah. Don’t ever get any ideas about fucking around behind my back. Because that would be the end of us. You understand? Don’t ever cheat!” “Of course, dummy, I get it. No lectures required. Now I’m going to the kitchen to get a mug of coffee.” As I walked inside I swear I heard a Grindr notification on his phone. Hmm. Was someone busy behind my back perhaps? Two can play at that game, except of course, I’d already played my game that morning while he was still asleep. I poured myself a mug of coffee and fired up Grindr on my phone. Thankfully I had logged out since the last time I had used it. I quickly created a new profile with pretty much nothing in it. Well damn me. There was a faceless profile for “A”, 0 feet from me. I quickly glanced at his profile, sure sounded a lot like him, except for the very first line: Looking to get fucked bareback and bred. No loads refused. Aiden wanted to get fucked did not surprise me in the least, but bareback did. Where was Mr. Super Safe now? The rest of the profile matched him perfectly, leaving very little doubt that it was him. I quickly logged out. I didn’t want Aiden to realize that there was someone online only a few feet from him. I went and stood at the kitchen window and stood watching him. He was obviously chatting with someone on Grindr. As he was tapping on the screen with his right hand I saw him slip his left hand into his shorts, where I imagined he was working on his hard-on. The fucking hypocritical slut. Only a few minutes before he had been lecturing me on the evils of cheating. OK dude. GAME ON. I’m going to get you, not right now, later when I have the evidence to take you down. My anger was not because he was fucking around, because that was exactly what I was doing, but because every time I had suggested the way to deal with us both being bottoms was to have the occasional three-way with a hot top and he had always gone ballistic and then sulky and I’d have to deal with his mood for days. Strangely enough the thought of him getting fucked bareback by a stranger was starting to make me hard. I had certainly taken my share of raw dicks and loads behind his back over the last few days. Aiden turned off his phone, put it in his pocket and came indoors. I was very tempted to say something like “Very busy chatting with someone?” but he spoke first. “Hon, I think I need to go to the mall to look for some new shoes. These sneakers have had it. I think I’ll go to the outlet mall.” Interesting choice of place to shop. He had to drive past two malls to get to the outlet mall, and that was at least an hour’s drive each way. He was creating a convenient excuse to be away for at least three hours. Ok. “Do you want some company? I’ll go with you?” I saw him wince. “Um. No need. It’ll be boring. I know how you hate going shopping with me.” I just looked at him, thinking of what was going on in his mind. Here he was planning a hookup and I was going to spoil it. “OK, no prob babe. I’ve got a lot of stuff to do anyway.” Fuck that! What I had to do was to find myself my own fuckbuddy for the afternoon. Someone who would enjoy my sloppy ass and add a load to the two already brewing in my gut. I gave Aiden about ten minutes before I jumped on my phone started looking for guys on Scruff, Grindr and Adam4adam. I woofed and tapped and winked at everyone who looked close and was looking for right now. One caught my eye. MATT4BB and his profile “If it isn’t bare we aren’t fucking.” His profile picture showed that he was very well equipped to service my needs. I hit him up immediately. He didn’t respond. Damn. I kept flipping between all the sites trying to find someone for “right now.” Ding. I flipped over to Grinder and it was a message from Matt. “Nice profile. Sorry I didn’t respond sooner. I’m driving. You get fucked bareback and take loads? Pic?” “Yup. Sending them now.” “Cool.” I found hot pics of my dick and ass and sent them to him. “Hot. Nice fuckable ass.” “Thanks, that’s what it’s for, to be fucked.” “Bare? You didn’t answer my question.” “Obviously. Since why would I have hit you up if I didn’t. You state bareback only in your profile.” “You ever top? I like a load up my ass too.” “Versatile bottom. I only top when its bareback.” “Hot. My kinda guy. What else are you into?” I’m totally versatile. From kissing and cuddling to rimming and fucking. “Cool. Me too. Hiv Neg.” “Me too.” “Nice. Very Nice” “Where about are you located.” “Graydon Hills.” “Cool. Not too far from me. I could be there in 15 minutes.” “Or I could come to your place. I’m still in the car.” “Probably better for me to come to you.” “? You have a boyfriend?” “Yup, he went to the outlet mall.” “Does he know? Do you have an open relationship or are you cheating?” “No. We’re supposed to be monogamous, but I suspect that he is going to hook up with someone and not the mall.” “Hehehe. So you’re both cheating. My address is 6969 Maple drive. Red Mustang in the driveway. Door will be unlocked. Come upstairs to the master bedroom. It’s the first on the right. I’ll be waiting for you. Ass up on all fours. You can fuck me first. Fuck me hard and fast and load me up. No need to take it slow and don’t say a word. Anonymous fuck.” “Fuck. That sounds hot. I’ll do it” “Then we can flip. And take it slower.” “Hot. I’m already hard just thinking about it.” “Nothing hotter than flip-fucking and taking each other’s loads and leaving them inside for round two” “Fuck yes. You are making me hard. I’m leaving right now.” I know exactly where Maple drive is. It is less than a mile from our house, so I decided to ride my bike. I grabbed my phone and keys and headed to the garage. As I was getting on my bike I dropped my keys and as I bent down to pick them up I noticed that there was a shoebox stuffed under the workbench, almost of sight. Odd place for a shoe box. Aiden’s favorite shoe brand, with “1/2 off” crudely written with a Sharpie and a sticker for “2018 Summer madness sale.” And in Aiden’s size, and the sale only started two days ago. I took a quick photo with my cellphone before getting on my bike. As I cycled over to Matt’s I could not help thinking about what Aiden was up to. The idea of him getting fucked by a stranger was making me super hard and it was hard to ignore the obscene erection in my tight red bike shorts. 6969 Maple drive was a typical 1970’s split level suburban home. Looking for a place to lock up my bike, I noticed that there was a suitable fence on the side of the garage. I dismounted, locked my bike to the fence and walked up to the front door. It was slightly ajar. Pushing it open and closing it quietly behind me I looked around the living room. Sparsely decorated and nothing to suggest a gay guy was living there. Maybe Matt was married and looking for sex while his wife was out. A “Craig’s list daddy” perhaps? Aiden and I had scanned Craig’s postings before and laughed at some of the guys sneaking around behind their wife and children’s backs. No sign of children in the house though. As I walked up the stairs I heard a muffled “oh yeah” from the bedroom at the top of the stairs. Matt was expecting me as promised. I walked into the dim bedroom and saw his tight jockstrap framed ass facing me with his hole exposed and ready. There was a tube of lube alongside him on the bed. I pulled down my bike shorts freeing my rock-hard dick and slathered some lube on it. Without saying a word, I stepped forward and pressed my cock against his anus. I pushed, and it slipped all the way in without effort. Matt uttered a grunt of pleasure as I bottomed balls deep in his slut-hole. I started fucking hard and fast without mercy and his grunts became more intense. Matt made no attempt to touch his own dick as I was fucking him, and I came very quickly, flooding his chute with my load. Saying nothing I reached below him and felt his cock inside his jockstrap. He was incredibly hard and leaking pre-cum like a faucet. Matt grunted as I touched him. “Maybe it’s my turn to fuck you” he said as he turned his head to face me. I recognized him immediately. Fuck. Yes, he is married, but not to a woman. He is the husband of one of the guys I met at the conference. As part of a “get to know you session” we had all had to say something about ourselves and Matt’s husband Sean had shown a picture of him and Matt on their honeymoon. Of all the ironies, to fly all the way across the country to meet Sean at a conference and now I find out Sean and Matt live less than a mile from us. Awkward. I did not have much time to think about it before I saw Matt’s expression change. Hearing something behind me I turned around. Fuck. Sean was standing in the door way and he looked really pissed off. “Matt, you fucking sneaky cheating slut. Or should I say sneaking sluts. You too Greg. Does your boyfriend know you were fucking my husband? I came upstairs because I heard some noises and I watched you as you came inside him. And not a condom in sight.” I did not know what to say as I stood there with my rapidly softening dick in Matt’s tight chute. Sean started loosening his belt buckle as he stood there glaring at me. “What the fuck am I going to do about you Matt? I should whip the shit out of you.” I noticed that the broad leather belt that Sean was pulling out of the loops of his jeans would leave vicious welts. “We’re married goddamit.” He paused for a moment “You just took a load from a trick. I’ll bet you never even asked him his status.” Matt responded. “He’s negative.” I swear I saw a glimmer of a smile or was it a smirk cross his face. He looked straight at me “ and you, Greg, and you? What would your boyfriend have to say if he knew you were here bare-banging my husband?” My dick slipped out of Matt’s cum slick hole. All three of us stared at each other, no-one saying anything. I thought that Sean didn’t really have to keep going on about me fucking his husband behind Aiden’s back. Once was enough. I had not noticed that Sean’s jeans were unzipped and as he pulled out the belt they fell to the ground revealing his extremely hard cock barely contained in his briefs. Matt smiled at Sean and leered at me and licked his lips “Or you could fuck him, we could fuck him. In punishment. For trespassing and fucking me against my will. I thought it was you fucking me.” I looked at Sean’s massive dick. Yeah right. No way you could confuse getting fucked by that with getting my dick in your hole. Was this a set-up? With a smirk on his face Sean moved closer. “Fucking good idea. Me first. You know, when I met you at that conference I wanted to fuck you. But I could never find you around after the sessions ended.” Yup, I thought to myself, that’s because Brandon and Ben were fucking me. “I thought you were avoiding me because of Aiden, but now I find you loading up my husband. You are going to pay for that!” Sean and Matt grabbed me and while Matt pulled off my shirt Sean pulled off my shorts. Matt reached down below the bed and grabbed something while Sean held my hands behind my back. I heard a click and I felt something metallic around my wrists. Handcuffs! They lifted me up and threw me on the bed and suddenly I realized that the bed had a very sturdy steel frame. Two pairs of handcuffs, one for each wrist and the next thing I knew my arms were spread wide and cuffed to the bed. Barely had they clicked in place when they cuffed my ankles to the foot of the bed. FUCK! What had I gotten myself into? Lying spread eagled on the bed I stared at them. Fucking hell, they were a hot couple. Sean is big and built and all-round stunning, every gay man’s hot jock fantasy with blond hair and warm brown eyes and a mischievous smile. Matt is dark haired and blue eyed with a slim swimmer’s build like a Greek god. Matt turned to Sean and spoke. “Since he can’t move, let’s show him what we are going to give him.” Sean nodded, and both pulled down their jockstraps, revealing their pre-cum drooling rock-hard cocks. And the neat bio-hazzard tattoos on their crotches. After all the poz/probably poz dicks I had taken up my ass the last few days what difference would two more make? I decided to lie back and make the most of it. But that still didn’t mean I couldn’t say something. “Bio hazard tatts! You guys are poz! Matt, you said you were neg when we texted!” They just grinned at me for a moment before Sean spoke. “Yeah, and so what? You can’t trust what anybody says on a hook up site these days. Matt, sit on his face to shut him up. Greg stick your tongue in his asshole while I fuck you and taste your load in his hole. Then Matt can fuck you after I’ve cum.” Matt hopped onto the bed alongside me and gave my left nipple a quick squeeze before whispering in my ear. “I love it when my man sticks his toxic dick into a helpless man cunt.” He gave me a quick sloppy kiss before mounting my face, facing Sean at the foot of the bed. As Matt descended onto my face his relaxed his well-used anus and a few dribbles of my own cum leaked into my mouth. Even though I had just cum a few minutes earlier I was rock hard again at the thought of taking their toxic loads. To my surprise Sean did not immediately force his cock into my ass but instead went down on my dick and gave me an expert blow job cleaning off the residue of cum and Matt’s ass juices. While blowing me, he expertly started working his fingers into my hole, first one, then two and finally three. He withdrew his fingers from my hole and his mouth from my cock. Matt spoke “His ass taste good?” Sean was probably sucking his fingers. This was confirmed by what he said next. “Cum. Cum in his ass. This slut has at least one load up there, and I’ll bet it’s not from his boyfriend. I guess I won’t need lube.” I felt Sean move and the next thing I felt was his massive dick pressing against my needy hole. He slowly slid his dick all the way in balls deep then slowly started fucking me with slow deep sensuous strokes. Sean certainly knew how to fuck. Matt leaned forward and started deep throating my dick. Sean picked up his pace as Matt slurped on my raging boner. “Yeah Matt, get him nice and wet and slippery for me.” Huh? After another minute or two of sucking and fucking I felt Sean withdraw leaving my chute empty. Matt stopped sucking and lifted himself off my face and hopping off the bed took his place between my legs. Sean grinned at me. “Just like you couldn’t see me fucking you because of Matt I don’t think you should see Matt.” I expected him to sit on my face but instead he hopped up on the bed and lowered himself onto my dick, sitting all the way down in one stroke. As he slid down facing me, I felt Matt enter my hole. The both started moving and pleasuring my immobilized body. Sean was grinning the whole time at me. Matt and Sean got a synchronized rhythm going. Each time Sean lifted his body up I could see through the gap between my thighs and his ass to where Matt was thrusting home. It did not take long before Matt was close. “Where do you want my cum? My poz cum?” Before I could say anything, he continued. “Doesn’t matter where you want it. You are going to take my hot poz load as I breed you.” That was too much for me and I started bursting into Sean’s gut and my spasming ass brought him over the edge and he started spilling his seed into my colon We stayed like that for a moment or two then Sean lifted himself off me and replaced Matt in my hole, fucking rapidly. “How many loads do you have in there?” “Three, including Matt’s.” “Fucking hot. Ready for another?” he picked up his pace as he was obviously close. “Fuck yeah breed me.” “You want my cum. My toxic poz cum?” “Shoot your load inside me.” And as I said that I felt his massive dick twitch and start to flood my bowels to add to the three loads already there. What happened next surprised me even more than getting tied up in the first place. Matt and Sean hopped onto the bed alongside me, undid the cuffs and snuggled up showering my mouth, face and body with kisses and caresses. Sean whispered in my ear. “Just because we are dirty fuckers doesn’t mean we don’t care about our tricks.” Matt whispered in my other ear. “Let’s grab a shower, you can’t go home like that. You’re all sticky.” We showered together and almost started fucking again but time was against us. I dried off, dressed and after we all agreed that we needed to do this again I left. As I cycled home I realized that the way they operated in unison implied that they had planned this or had done this before. Find some guy, render him immobile and then turn turns using him and loading him. I had barely got home, changed out of my bike gear into shorts and a T-shirt and sat down with a beer in the living room when I heard the garage door open and Aiden’s car drive in. He took a while to enter the house and when he did he was proudly holding the shoe box. The unmistakable one I had seen in the garage earlier. “Babe. I was so lucky. I got a pair of my favorite shoes. And half price too. Totally worth the drive.” Liar. “That’s great Hon. Now what do you want to do for dinner?”

I agree - I would rather tops just use my holes and leave me alone. My focus is on getting fucked and bred - not cumming.

And I think by the amount of replies to this dilemma of yours, you can tell that a lot of us are curious to know how it will all turn out.

My brother is a hit at the juice bar as he understands that to let them tease him the tips go up big time and every night he works his jock strap is loaded with bills. He is asked if he is willing to do more and right I tell him no as he walks around with a raging hard-on. Greg and I are doing a conversion of the 60-year-old and I ask my brother to come down and as we are dumping loads in his hole I tell my brother to fuck his mouth but not to cum in his mouth but stop and come around and fuck his hole as this will be his first time fucking anything. As he is fucking him I'm behind kissing his neck working his nipples as squeezing his butt cheeks he is in heaven as when he explodes and is weak knee from this as I hold him up and bring him around to get his dick cleaned as Greg start to fuck this 60-year-old chaser again. My brother sees how happy the chaser is from this and ask when this can happen to him and I laugh and say you know what it is to be POZ as he is on PrEP now and says you are not on anything and if I do become POZ and undetectable I'm still taking meds just like on PrEP, but being POZ you have all the fun and fuck anything take chems and having a great time. I say to him you want to get POZ up? He says YES. You want to have your boy hole turned into a Man cunt. He says YES. You want to quit school and become a working boy? He says YES. Well, this is going to be either a blessing or a nightmare I say to Greg. Greg says since he looks so young we could film it, I say it can be twice once by us and another time like a chicken kidnap rape as I know an old daddy who has the hots for my brother who would love to do this. I'm going to give my brother first slam a very light one and see how he reacts to it and he goes into slut overdrive so I put a chastity cage on him until he converts. We could blood slam him me but I say let's do it old school way just dump toxic load after load in his in his negative hole so it will be brother to brother will be filmed and it will be hot.

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 33 - The Interview Joe was looking through the university website as a friend had mentioned the university was sponsoring a job fair at which many large companies would come to campus, taking resumes and offering interviews to students who seemed to be a good fit for the company's needs. Joe found the page and looked through it noticing several companies that were in California. He wanted to move out there to be near Mark and away from his parents so that he and Kyle could continue their relationship. He set an appointment on his phone’s calendar app and worked some more on his resume. The job fair was only a week away so he figured he needed to a few things to prepare - get his resume finished and some copies printed on nice paper and create an electronic version to send out, get some clothes to interview in, read up on some of the companies that he wanted to target, etc. He was torn about whether to leave the mohawk or get his hair cut into something more mainstream. Joe and Kyle were out shopping for interview clothing, laughing with each other as they tried on suits and realizing that they didn’t want to have to wear things like that every day. Mark had explained to them that many places were more casual, but it was still a good idea to dress up for the interview to show one was serious. Joe’s phone buzzed with a message and he read it while Kyle was trying on a few pairs of dress pants. “Hi. I saw your escort ad. I’m going to be in town for business and want to have some fun in my free time. I like the things you list that you are into. Are you available Tuesday night? I will have a hotel room alone. I’d like to book for at least 2 hours, maybe three. Not into quickies. Thanks.” Joe read the message over a few times. He really didn’t want to book an appointment for the night before the job fair, especially if it was going to be for a few hours. He wanted to look well rested not tired or hungover when talking to people at the fair, but two or three hours of escort time would be good money. He sent back a reply telling the guy that he would be available, but not very late - the session would have to end before midnight. He asked for what type of activities the guy wanted and emphasized that the fee was for his time, not for any sexual activities if they happened. It didn’t take long before Joe received a response: the client also wanted to end early as he had meetings all day Wednesday. Activities were open but no condoms would be required. The client was versatile and it would depend on their chemistry as to what happened after they met. He added that he was bi, 38 years old, a muscled gym rat, 5’10”, 180 pounds, shaved torso and hairy legs/ass, inked, several piercings with a seven and a half inch cock and he was sexually adventurous. He requested a few more pictures and Joe sent most of the ones that he had, omitting the full body back pic that showed the biohazard tattoo on his calf and the full front that showed the scorpion. There were parts of the scorpion showing in other frontal pics he sent, but nothing really obvious. Joe was surprised that with the detail that the guy gave he omitted HIV status, but didn’t care. He was prepared to see where it went and possibly show up and get turned away when he saw the tats. His concerns were unwarranted since he got a reply back that said “Very nice pics. Is that a scorpion tattoo?” "Yeah," Joe replied, holding his breath. The response took him a bit by surprise. “Fuck yeah. I’ll bottom then. I hope you have a lot of cum to share.” Like all escort meetings, he counted on one in four to cancel and this seemed to be one where the client would get cold feet or was just playing him. He set up a time anyway and they swapped contact numbers and he crossed his fingers. Friday night Joe, Kyle and Steven went over to the club. It had been a while since any of them had been there, since Jeff was unable to go since he was too young. Jeff needed time that weekend to work on a project for one of his classes, so Joe and Kyle were going to take advantage. The guys spent the evening dancing and talking with friends. Luis stopped by and dropped off a free round of beers and asked how they were doing. They joked around for a few minutes and then Luis asked “Did you hear about my roommate Juan?” “Yeah, I heard fourth time finally did the trick at the club party. I hope he enjoyed my loads,” Kyle said. “He’s a pretty greedy bottom for someone that claims to be a top” added Steven. Luis laughed “He was still feeling like shit from the flu and was looking for someone to breed, but every night since the party he’s taken a load from me. He got his test results yesterday and he’s officially in the club. I gotta get back to work. Have fun guys!” As Luis left Steven said “I’m gonna take a leak. Don’t drink my beer.” Steven entered the bathroom and spotted an open urinal and walked up to it. The guys on either side of him were stroking their cocks and he smiled, checking them out as he emptied his bladder. He shook the last few drops of piss out of his cock and zipped up thinking to himself 'Maybe a bit later'. Returning to his table, he finally got a taste of his beer, and just as he took the last swallow, Ryan walked up, still wearing part of his work uniform. “Can I take your order?” he joked and then gave Steven a deep, passionate kiss. They both got a beer and the group chatted and scoped out the guys in the club. Steven had caught one guy looking at him several times all night and whispered to Ryan “Are you interested in a random quick three way?” Ryan nodded with a sinister grin on his face. He discreetly pointed out a man he identified as Lee, who standing with friends at a nearby table. Lee was a little taller than Steven and shorter than Ryan. He was a few years older than they were and Steven knew he was a grad student since he had been a TA in one of his classes the previous semester. Lee looked like a midwestern farm boy - brown haired and brown eyed, an innocent look on his face that probably hid some darker desires. His body was nicely muscled and Steven could see parts of a tribal tattoo poking below both sleeves on his tee shirt. Steven got up and walked through the club and as he passed Lee’s table winked at him and headed to the bathroom. Steven stood in front a one of two neighboring urinals which were empty, pulled out his cock and began stroke himself. He was already hard in anticipation of fucking the cute guy. A few seconds later Lee had taken the bait and was standing next to him. Steven looked over at him and smiled before reaching over and rubbing his firm butt. Lee looked back at Steven and said “Ooooh yeah, fuck, man.” With a quick nod, Steven and Lee went over into the open space in the bathroom and Steven backed against a wall so he could see who walked in. Lee went down on his knees and began sucking Steven’s cock. His tongue explored and probed the shaft and balls, covering every part with spit. Only a couple minutes had passed and Ryan walked up and barked out “What the fuck do you think you’re doing with my boyfriend?” Lee stopped and turned around, the look of sheer panic in his face. Steven grabbed his head and turned it back towards him and said “Keep sucking.” Ryan slid his hand into Lee’s pants, fingering the tight hole and then reached down and unbuckled Lee’s belt and undid his jeans. Lee started to protest and Steven held his head. “Just keep sucking” he commanded. Ryan started to rim Lee’s ass, licking all around and then sucking on the pucker. Lee moaned around Steven’s cock and tried to spread his legs as far as he could with his jeans around his ankles. Ryan helped free one of Lee’s feet from the jeans while licking more aggressively. He forced some spit into the hole and then worked it in with his middle finger. He felt the hole yield quickly. Lee was clearly no stranger to taking cock up his ass. Ryan stood up and pressed his stiff cock into the slick hole. There was some initial resistance, but soon enough Ryan’s cock slid into Lee’s very willing hole. Ryan started drilling Lee’s ass, the warm, moist flesh feeling good against his bare cock. His thrusts got faster and his body kept bumping into Lee’s ass, which forced Steven’s cock into Lee’s throat. As Ryan and Steven spit roasted Lee, a crowd of men gathered, most of whom were openly stroking. Ryan loved seeing all of the hot, hard cocks. Steven withdrew his cock from Lee’s mouth and one of the guys quickly took his place, feeding Lee another cock. Ryan grabbed Lee’s hips and shoved in hard, his cum flowing freely into Lee’s unsuspecting guts. When the last spurts of charged cum shot into Lee, Ryan pulled his cock out and Steven quickly shoved in. Ryan was right behind Steven, shielding Steven’s branding on his ass cheek from the crowd and tweaking his nipples. Lee’s oral skills had gotten Steven close, so it only took a few minutes of pounding his hole before Steven rammed in deep and several shot ropes of his infected seed into Lee’s cunt. The crowd had been cheering them on, but with his balls empty Steven pulled out and stuffed his now semi-hard cock into his jeans. Ryan and Steven watched another guy mount Lee and push his bare cock into the toxic cream in Lee’s hole. They smiled at each other and went back to the table with Joe and Kyle, leaving Lee on the floor of the bathroom getting gang fucked. Monday night Kyle was pissed that Joe wasn’t interesting in fucking, but he knew that Joe took his escorting seriously and could use the cash. Joe got a message from his Tuesday client, confirming the time and place, which surprised him. 'Guess he will show after all', he thought. Kyle told Jeff to stop by so he could get some relief and Jeff promptly showed-up at the apartment. Joe rubbed his crotch as he heard Kyle and Jeff rut, but purposefully saved his cum for his Tuesday client, who seemed keen to experience. get. Joe texted the client asking f there was anything specific that he wanted to do, so he could be prepared. The client said “No, just you.” Tuesday evening Joe showered and got ready, making sure that he had plenty of supplies in his bag, gave Kyle a kiss and headed over to the nicest hotel in town. He dressed better than he did for many of his tricks, trying to fit in with the clientele of the hotel. He walked in and nodded to the person at the front desk who he had seen numerous times before, heading directly to his client's room, arriving two minutes before 8:00 PM. A knock on the door and Joe heard a voice from the room yell “Just a second.” Joe waited patiently. The door opened and there stood a guy who matched the description the client had sent him a week earlier, only now the client was wearing only a pair of form fitting trunks with a very nice bulge. He looked better than Joe had imagined. The trimmed scruff on his face with several piercings in each ear, a muscular chest with both nipples pierced with barbells, both upper arms had partial sleeves and his muscled, hairy legs also had several tattoos. A bright, friendly smile and sexy grey eyes looked him over as Joe checked the client out. “Hi, I’m Dave” Joe said, always feeling strange when he said his ‘escort name’. He took a second perusal of the guy, which apparently the guy was doing to Joe too. “Oh, I’m sorry. Come on in Dave, I’m Greg.” Joe walked in and the door closed behind him. Greg set the deadbolt and safety bar and walked back into the room where Joe was standing. Joe looked around and there was a laptop at the desk and a cell phone, some clothes laying on a chair and a stack of money next to the flat screen TV. 'He’s done this before', thought Joe. “So, we really didn’t talk a lot about what you’re looking for tonight. I understand keeping it vague when messaging like that, but before we start I’d like to know what you expect to make our time together what you want,” Joe said. “Well, we can start by seeing what you really look like. The pictures were hot, but I like flesh even better,” Greg replied as he unbuttoned Joe’s shirt, followed by unbuttoning Joe’s jeans. Joe kicked off his shoes and let his jeans fall to the floor. He had decided to go commando this evening, so he stood there with only his socks on. Greg moved back and looked Joe over, caressing his body and feeling his muscles, cock and ass. “Hmm” Greg started as he moved around and looked over Joe’s backside. Greg rubbed his fingers between Joe’s crack and Joe let out a light moan. He was accustomed to clients checking him over like a piece of meat before anything happened, but Greg seemed to be more thorough than most. “You seem to be keeping yourself in good shape. I like the mods. I love a guy with a PA and the ink is quite nice. I like two of them in particular. I assume that with both the scorpion and biohazard tats that you are poz?” Greg asked. “Yes, I am. I brought condoms in case we need them,” Joe replied. Greg chuckled “I never use them. How I have stayed neg all these years is really a surprise. Are you on medication for HIV?” Joe hadn’t been asked this before and wasn’t sure how to answer but he said “No, I’m not yet.” “Ooooh, this is going to be good, then. Do you have any problems breeding neg guys, Dave?” Greg asked with a sinister tone to his voice. “I’m here to do what ever you want, Greg. If you want me to breed and maybe infect you, it’s your choice. If you want to cover up and do everything safely, I can also do that,” Joe replied. “I recently decided to get pozzed, Joe. But, I don’t want it from just anyone. I want it to come from someone who turns me on and can fuck without regret, knowing what he is doing to the body that I have spent years getting to look like this. We seem to have similar thoughts like that. You have the advantage of age. I wish I had the guts when I was your age to take this leap. Did you do it intentionally?” Greg probed. “Yes I did,” Joe said simply. “Fuck. I really admire you for that. I would like to hear about it when we are done, if you don’t mind. If tonight goes well, I may want to hire you again tomorrow and maybe Thursday. May I ask if you have infected anyone yet?” Greg asked. “A few. Most, 'though, were group efforts,” Joe answered, almost apologetically. Greg nodded and grinned and asked “Do you know what your viral load is?” “When I tested last my load was 212,000,” Joe said, trying not to sound annoyed. He wanted to fuck, breed, collect his money and get out of there, but he humored Greg with all of his questions. “You might be the perfect person to knock me up, then. I want you to do whatever you think it will take to make sure the bug gets into me. Be as rough as you want, but no permanent marks and don’t break anything. No one at my meetings tomorrow can know that anything happened to me tonight, but I will have your seed inside me tomorrow destroying my body from the inside out.” Joe reached down and pulled his socks off and walked around Greg like he was prey. He pushed his hand under Greg’s trunks and forced his finger into his hole. Joe pulled him close and kissed him roughly before pulling the trunks down and seeing Greg completely naked for the first time. Both of their cocks were stiffening by the second and and Joe liked Greg’s bubble butt and the large 0 gauge PA in Greg’s sizable cock. Joe pushed Greg over towards the bed and demanded “Bend over the bed and stay there a moment.” He reached into his jeans and got the bottle of poppers and fished a few things out of his bag. He walked up behind Greg and slapped his ass and then put a ball gag around Greg’s head. When it was tight he put the popper bottle up next to Greg’s nose, closing the other nostril and said “One long hit.” Greg breathed deep and Joe repeated it with the other nostril. Joe put leather cuffs on both wrists and connected them. He looked down at Greg and said “Last chance. Do you want me to stop? Nod your head.” Greg shook his head no and Joe said “Good man.” Joe knelt behind Greg and started to rim his ass, tasting the man scent and giving him just a small bit of spit for lube. Under normal circumstances, Joe would have feasted on Greg’s hot butt for a long time, but tonights activities were only dealing with getting him pozzed up. Joe shoved a finger into Greg’s hole, using his fingernail to scrape and gouge into the tender flesh inside his mancunt. He reached back and got a bottle brush from his bag and slowly inserted it into Greg’s rectum. Greg screamed around the ball gag, but Joe ignored it and started twisting it around and in and out until it was coated in fresh blood. He pulled the brush out and showed the red dripping brush to Greg. Joe could see the terror in his eyes and knew about this time Greg was probably having second thoughts. Joe stroked his cock to full hardness and looked over Greg’s tortured hole. He lined up his cock and firmly pushed all the way inside Greg’s hole, feeling him squirm as his cock stretched the tunnel open and his PA dragged along the scraped up tissue. Joe climbed on Greg’s back and whispered in his ear “Your ass is all ready to soak up my toxic cum. I could stop right now and you would just be sore for the next few days or I can fuck and breed that sexy ass of yours and let the bug invade your perfect body. If I breed you, you have to agree to share your gift when you’re poz and don’t go on meds until your t-cells are in double digits. Do you agree?” Greg nodded his head up and down and said a muffled “Mmmhmm” around the gag. The deal struck, Joe started to fuck Greg’s pussy with determination. The blood made his hole feel wet and his precum was adding to it with each stroke. He had a big load saved up and knew he would probably be able to inject at least three doses of his virus filled cum into Greg’s fertile hole. He moved his cock around as he pounded Greg and he could hear the tone in Greg’s voice change as the pain faded and he started to enjoy the fuck. Joe started to wonder, was Greg normally a muscle bottom or a total top bottoming to get pozzed? Right now it didn’t matter, he was Joe’s fuck toy to use as he pleased and fill with as much toxin as he could. He could feel Greg start to work his cock with his ass and knew he was physically begging for his first load of Joe’s cum. Just as the clock hit the 45 minute mark of their meeting, Joe slammed in and felt his balls empty their charged cum into Greg’s helpless guts. He heard Greg moan loudly around the gag as he felt the cum flood his body. Joe slowly pumped his cock in and out, pressing it into the walls of Greg’s colon. He laid on top of Greg and unbuckled the gag and disconnected the cuffs from each other and then pulled his cock out and he laid on the bed. “Round one done. I hope you’re up for more,” Joe commented. Greg was panting hard and slowly moved forward laying on the bed, face down. “Oh my fucking god,” he said breathlessly. “You destroyed my ass. I’ve never been fucked that brutally. I hope I can take more.” Joe inwardly chuckled thinking 'Yeah, he’s mostly a top', telling Greg “Climb up on the bed a bit more and roll over.” Greg wasn’t used to being told what to do, but he complied. He had given control to Dave and needed to follow through. As they both got their bodies back to breathing normally, Joe wanted to taste some of Greg’s last neg seed. He crawled between Greg’s legs and started licking and sucking Greg’s flaccid cock. The cock started to grow in his mouth and he flicked his tongue around Greg’s PA, getting his tongue between the two balls of the horseshoe piercing. He bobbed and used all of his tricks to get Greg to shoot, but he got nothing until he slid his finger into Greg’s battered hole and found the spot and rubbed his prostate. Greg bucked and squirmed as Joe sucked until finally Greg shoved his hips up and started shooting his cum into Joe’s mouth. Joe swallowed down the first shot as the second filled his mouth. Tasting the sweet cum that hopefully would be filled with his bug in a matter of weeks, he tried to get all of Greg’s load out and savor it’s purity. Joe pushed Greg’s legs up and Greg looked back at him with worry in his face. Joe grinned as his rock hard cock pushed back into Greg’s pussy. Greg groaned as Joe’s cock stretched his sore hole open again. He had never felt his hole ache like this before, but he knew that there was a good chance that as beat up as his hole felt, the virus would easily invade his body. Joe spread Greg’s legs wider and began fucking again, slowly building up speed. He pushed Greg back on to his shoulders and got into position to pile drive his cock into the wrecked hole. Greg looked up at him with a need in his eyes that Joe remembered he had when Mark was breeding him several weeks earlier. Joe’s cock drove deep into Greg and the slap of their bodies was a familiar sound to both of them. Greg started to quietly beg - “breed me, please breed me.” Joe laughed to himself thinking he may have broken the poor stud and turned him into a bottom. He began to jackrabbit his cock into Greg and then planted his cock as far inside as he could as a second round of cum filled the neg stud. They both let out moans as the cum transferred between them. As his body stopped twitching from the orgasm, Joe lowered Greg back down to the bed and the two laid there side by side. “Do you always fuck this rough?” Greg asked. Laughing, Joe said “No, I don’t. It depends on who I’m with and what the guy is into. Tonight we only have one goal and thats to get you knocked up. The easiest way is for a rough fuck that gives as many channels as possible for the virus to infect you. If you want I can go easier for the next round.” “Yeah, please. I don’t bottom often and its usually not a hard fuck. Now I know how some of the guys I’ve fucked felt when they told me to go slower” Greg said with a laugh. “Sorry, I thought that’s what you wanted” Joe said, starting to be concerned. “No, thats exactly what I asked for. I thought that I could handle it but I guess not” Greg said meekly. Joe got up and grabbed a bottle of water and took a large gulp, drinking half of it. He put the cap on and tossed it to Greg who looked concerned that he was going to drink out of the same bottle as Joe. Joe chuckled and said “You’ll take my poz cum with no problem but are worried about a few germs from my spit?” Greg laughed saying “yeah, thats pretty silly, isn’t it” and chugged the rest of the water down. Joe glanced at the clock and realized that the two hour session they originally planned was going to go long. It really didn’t matter and he didn’t want to rush the last fuck. He climbed on the bed and rolled Greg on to his hands and knees and licked from his balls, up his taint and then around the puffy ring. He tasted the mixture of cum, assjuice and blood and pushed a glob of spit inside. He moved closer and slowly pushed his cock back inside Greg. This was more gentle, but Greg’s hole was very sore and he heard the pain in Greg’s groans. It wasn’t a romantic fuck, but Joe fucked just hard enough to be able to coax another load out of his balls. The even tempo of his strokes seemed to soothe Greg’s pain and the two loads of cum were coating Joe’s cock and Greg’s guts. Joe leaned forward and kissed the back of Greg’s neck as he got up on his feet and started to thrust a bit harder into him. He heard Greg grunt and then say “oooooh yeah, poz that hole up.” Joe closed his eyes and kept a steady speed with his cock pushing in and out of Greg’s ravaged pussy. As his balls started to tingle again, he knew this load would be smaller than the other ones, but just as toxic. With a few final lunges, he drove his cock in and let the cum shoot inside Greg’s cunt. Joe was surprised at how many spurts of his charged seed he gave Greg for the final fuck of the night. He laid on top of Greg for several seconds and then rolled with him over on to their sides, his cock still inside Greg. Joe held him tight, comforting him from the savage fucking he had given him earlier. Joe’s cock deflated and fell out of Greg’s hole followed by a trickle of cum. They laid there for several minutes until Greg said “Thanks.” Joe got up and headed towards the bathroom. “Let’s rinse off in the shower” Greg said and the two walked into the shower stall. They washed and rinsed off and as Joe was about to turn the water off Greg turned him around, pushed him to the wall and started to kiss him passionately. Joe was startled but went with it and kissed him back. Their kiss lasted a few minutes and then Greg let Joe go and stood back. “Sorry, I don’t normally do that with escorts, but you really turn me on. I’ve hired escorts for over ten years and this was the best time I’ve ever had. I was serious about meeting tomorrow night, if you can. I’ll be in meetings all day but if we could do the same time tomorrow, I’d really like it” Greg said. “I really don’t know if I can. I have a lot scheduled for tomorrow and I know one of the things is probably going to go into the evening. I can let you know when I’m free and we can see if there’s still time to meet. I’m sorry, but school comes first for me since I can’t escort for the rest of my life” Joe explained. “Oh, ok. I understand. You’ve got the right priorities. You’re going to do well in life” said Greg. Joe got dressed and picked up his stuff from around the room. He picked up the money for the gig and headed to the door with his bag. “Thanks Greg. I hope you get what you want and hopefully we can meet tomorrow. I’ll let you know.” “Thank you, that really was amazing” Greg said as he hugged Joe. “Take care.” Joe walked out of the room and down the hallway towards the elevator. He counted out the money, Greg had given him three hours pay. He smiled and headed towards home, tired and his cock was sore. He walked in to the apartment to the sound of Steven and Ryan fucking and it sounded like Kyle and Jeff were still going at it too. He took his clothes off and grabbed the blanket and fell asleep on the couch. Tomorrow was going to be a crazy day and he wanted to give the best impression he could to each of the recruiters. Joe finished his morning class and met Kyle at the car. They drove home and changed into their dress clothes for the job fair. They joked with each other about looking like they were going to go work at a bank. They grabbed their stacks of printed resumes and their phones and headed back to campus. As they walked to the building where the job fair was being held, they looked through their list of preferred companies. They walked in and the place was full of activity. Joe walked up to the table for the company first on his list and talked with the woman there. He filled out the card they had and handed the woman a copy of his resume and moved on to the next place on his list. He talked with the person there for several minutes and they discussed things more deeply than the first company. He was feeling pretty confident and the person gave him a card to come back in an hour for a 15 minute interview. He moved on to several more tables getting three more interviews. Joe was feeling really confident when he showed up for his first interview. He sat down and things started well but quickly turned ugly. The questions that he was getting asked weren’t anything that he had studied and Joe stopped at one point and asked the interviewer what types of positions he was being interviewed for and got “It doesn’t matter” as a response. He walked out of the interview deflated. He had fifteen minutes until the next interview and he hit another couple tables and got another interview. The second interview went well and his attitude improved. The third interview he walked in and there was one chair for him and four chairs for the people interviewing him. He had heard about these - he would get barraged by questions in rapid-fire fashion. No time to rest, just question after question. Three people came in and took their chairs and one person gave a quick overview of the format and what types of people they were looking for. Joe thought he was a good fit, but he started to get nervous. The last person came in and sat down as he was talking to the person on the opposite end and when they finished he turned and saw the whole group. The guy that had just walked in was Greg. Joe didn’t know whether to be relieved or scared. He knew he couldn’t reveal that they knew each other or how they met. The interview started and the questions were nonstop. Greg really seemed to be grilling him hard. There wasn’t a pattern to the questions. Some were about projects he had done, some were technical in nature, some were about how you resolve conflicts in teams, what his goals were in 5, 10, 20 years, and his favorite - what did he like to do in his spare time. His head was spinning by the time the 20 minute interview was up. Joe’s shirt was drenched with sweat and he wasn’t sure he was able to deal with the other two interviews he had. He left and went to the restroom and used the hand dryers to dry out his shirt. He headed into the next interview as Kyle was walking out. He thought that one went well and waited for the final one he had scheduled. That interview he thought went well too, but the person interviewing him seemed to be indifferent. He thought he was good at reading people, but that person was like looking at a brick. He went back out and hit a few more tables and scored one more interview before the end of the fair. That one went really well and they scheduled him for a full interview the following day. Joe sat on a bench waiting for Kyle to finish up and typed out a message to his brother. “had 6 mini interviews at job fair. got 1 interview tomorrow. didn’t see ur company here. don’t know if I will get any other interviews this time.” Mark sent back a message “don’t worry. lots of time still. send resume. how u doin? u need money?” Joe laughed and sent back “sorry mom. msg was for mark” and then another one “doin good. been workin so ok with $$$” He then emailed his resume pdf to Mark. He was exhausted and just wanted to go home and smoke a few bowls and relax for the evening, but he had told Greg he would let him know if he could meet. Greg knew what he was doing and when he would be done, so he really couldn’t lie. That would definitely screw his chances of getting a job with his company. Before he could make a decision his phone rang and it was Greg. Greg had only used email in their previous messages, but Joe had given him his number early on hoping to speed up the discussion. “Can I speak to Dave” Greg’s voice said. “Hi Greg. How are you doing?” Joe replied “Pretty fucking sore, if you really want to know” Greg said with a laugh. “I guess you tried to get even with me today, then” Joe jabbed back. “Oh that’s nothing. You should see what I’m like when I don’t like a candidate” was Greg’s retort. “Oh my god. That was the easy version?” Joe asked back. “Hehe, not really. But, the reason I called was to tell you I really can’t meet tonight with Dave. My ass is too sore to go through another round.” “That’s ok. I’m pretty exhausted after 6 interviews today and I have a full one tomorrow at 10 AM, so I need to get some rest tonight” Joe replied. “Oh, you have another interview? Well the other reason I can’t meet tonight is because I want to take Joe out to dinner with a couple of my co-workers. Would he be able to swing that?” asked Greg. Joe got a lump in his stomach. This was getting complicated. “Uh, yes, I think I can do that. What time?” “How about 6:30. I need to shower and find some ointment to put the fire out down below. Are there any good pizza places around here to meet at?” Greg asked. “That works. I know what works really well - a big dose of hot cum” Joe said laughing and then added “Everyone has their favorite, but I like the pizza at ‘The Pie in the Sky’ on Cross Street.” “Yeah, and I know who’s cum. Its expensive but its worth it, right? OK, we’ll meet you there. Meet out front?” Joe went home with Kyle and they compared notes. Kyle had an interview the next day as well and was disappointed that he hadn’t heard from anyone else. Joe told him about the seeing Greg as an escort and then in an interview today and then meeting for pizza later. “Put in a good word for me” said Kyle as they walked up the stairs to the apartment. Joe dug through his clothes looking for something casual but nice. He found some shirts his mom had bought for Christmas and birthdays that looked way too ‘frat boy’ for his taste. Kyle laughed as Joe tried each one on. He finally found something he liked. It may have showed too much of his tattoo for an interview, but he decided to take a chance. Joe stood out front of the restaurant and waited for Greg and his co-workers to arrive. They showed up and Joe showed them inside and had reserved a table for them already. This interview went much slower and Joe actually enjoyed it while they dined on pizza and beer. As the interview wound down Greg asked Joe “So, do you mind telling me who you have an interview with tomorrow?” Joe was surprised at the boldness of the question and if it had been anyone else he would have told them he did want to say. “Carville” Joe said, thinking that the beer had helped loosen his tongue. “Ah. Ok. Good company. We’re better. And more fun.” The interview moved on to idle chit-chat until Greg said “I think its time to call it a night. We all need some rest for the day full of interviews.” Greg paid the bill and they sent the leftovers home with Joe. Joe woke up and went down to campus skipping his morning class to go to the interview. It seemed to go well and he was told he would hear in a few weeks if an offer would be coming. He went back home and changed into his regular clothes and hit his afternoon class and got notes for the class he skipped. When he got home he was studying when his escort phone buzzed and read the message from Greg - “Can we meet tonight? 8? Just an hour and go easy please” Joe laughed and replied back “Sure.” Joe arrived at the hotel and went up to Greg’s room again. He knocked and Greg answered wearing only a jockstrap. Greg smiled and ushered Joe in. “Hi Dave, I’m glad you could come back.” Joe found it humorous that Greg would keep ‘Dave the escort’ and ‘Joe the student’ separate by using his escort name but appreciated it. “Thanks for having me. I hope you’re feeling better” Joe said with a smile. “A little. I think I want to try your suggestion and hope it helps the healing process” Greg joked as he pulled Joe close and kissed him. Greg started to remove Joe’s clothes and Joe kicked off his shoes. They quickly ended up on the bed, rolling around groping each other. They took turns being the aggressor, each one getting the other ready to be penetrated before they overpowered the other and swapped positions. Finally Joe ended up on top of Greg, who was on his back, and pushed his legs apart as he mounted the neg stud. He was a lot more gentle than the day before, but he knew that as sore as Greg still was, his seed would still have a good chance of seeping into his bloodstream. The piercing would help too. The long slow strokes that Joe started with caused Greg to start moaning. It definitely sounded different than the sounds he made during their first meeting. There was no pain in his moans and Greg started to be an active bottom to Joe’s fucking. Joe leaned in and folded Greg back as his hips thrust into Greg’s hungry hole. The intensity kept increasing and Joe was afraid of hurting Greg any more, but his need to breed more charged cum into Greg’s hole took over. “oh god yes, fuck me, breed me, poz me” Greg moaned as Joe got closer to cumming. Greg started to milk his cock and that pushed Joe to the point where his cock began to shoot its venom deep into Greg’s cunt. Joe’s body shook as it once again filled Greg’s neg hole with its toxic load. They laid there kissing as the last squirts pumped into Greg. Greg rolled over and swapped spots with Joe. He thrust his cock into Joe’s unsuspecting hole with Joe groaning as the cock tore into his ass. He felt the heavier piercing inside him and made a quick note to try and stretch his up one size. Greg started off slow and sensual but soon was fucking Joe with hard, long strokes. Joe started to egg Greg on - “Fuck me with that neg cock” “You gonna breed me with that worthless neg seed?” He was really enjoying getting a cock inside him since he had mostly been topping since he converted. This was the type of rough animalistic sex he loved to have with other strong guys. Greg growled as he slammed his cock into Joe’s tight pussy. His ass was still throbbing from the damage Joe inflicted two days ago and it served as a reminder why he was here, but he hadn’t shot a load in over a week and Joe was the type of guy that he loved to hire to fuck and breed when he was on the road. He felt Joe’s cum drip down his balls and legs as he rammed Joe. He didn’t want to lose any of the precious seed, but he couldn’t stop now. His balls were boiling and his cock throbbed as it drove in and out of the boy’s hole, coating it with precum. He bent forward and forced his tongue deep into Joe’s mouth as his cock filled his ass. With two more hard slams of his shaft, his cock erupted, filling Joe with his neg semen. Greg’s body flinched and spasmed as the last of his cum shot into Joe, their sweaty chests glued together. Joe wrapped his legs and arms around Greg holding them together as they kissed. After several moments, Joe loosened his grip and Greg rolled off him laying on his back next to Joe. “Thanks, I needed that. I thought my balls were going to burst. I can hardly wait until I’m shooting charged loads” Greg said as he lay there. “Yeah, you’re gonna love it” Joe replied as he rolled over on his side and was flicking his fingers over Greg’s pierced nips. Greg moaned and Joe moved back between his legs, hoisting his ass up in the air and burying his face between his ass cheeks. Joe tongue fucked the hole, tasting his cum in the hole, and then slurped up the cum on Greg’s balls and thighs. Joe felt his cock twitch again and figured he could give Greg one more load before he had to go. He licked up from Greg’s balls and up his shaft, cleaning the cum off. As he lowered Greg’s ass towards his poisonous snake, he kept licking up Greg’s torso, tasting the sweat and cum, a mixture he always found intoxicating. It fueled his need to fuck Greg again and he slid into Greg’s hole easily. This fuck was slower yet and Greg was really working his ass muscles on Joe’s shaft. He enjoyed the cock massage and would stab his dick in occasionally, hearing Greg gasp and then moan. He started to fuck Greg’s hole harder and knew it wouldn’t take long before he would be breeding Greg for possibly the last time. “Fuck me Joe, give me your poz cum and finish the job” Greg said. It took a few moments for it to register in his brain, but he realized that Greg had called him by his real name, the first time during their fuck sessions. Joe was close and said to Greg “Yeah, I’m going to knock that hole up and turn you into a poz fucker. My DNA will be with you forever.” Each thrust got more erratic and stronger until he felt his cock shooting more diseased seed into Greg’s muscled ass. Greg was milking his cock, trying to get every drop of seed inside his still starving cunt. Joe laid there, his cock covered in his toxic spooge inside Greg. He let his cock soften and finally fall out of Greg’s battered hole, seeing traces of blood on it. “Do you have a plug to hold the cum in?” Joe asked. Greg replied “No, I forgot to pick one up.” Joe got off the bed and pulled one out of his bag and dripped some spit on it and forced it into Greg. Greg groaned as his hole was invaded once again. His ring stretched and then sucked the plug in and clamped down, holding it firmly in place. Joe said “Consider this a gift… or a bribe” and laughed. The two went to the shower and cleaned up. It was a long shower and at one point Greg put his interlocked fingers around the back of Joe’s neck and looked him in the eye. “I shouldn’t really say anything, but you were the best one we interviewed. Everyone liked you and you seem to be pretty smart. Even if you haven’t pozzed me I want you with my company. If you have, I will guarantee you will get hired.”

Part 2 After I heard the car door open and close, I blacked out. I woke up in a massive bed. The room had no furniture in it except for the bed and a side table next to it. The wall was a full mirror as was the ceiling. I sat up and looked around. At that moment the door opened. It was Tom, he walked into the room smiling, still wearing his black slacks and white shirt. “Hey sleepy head, you blacked out. How are you feeling?” “Where am I?” “I brought you back to my place, I didn’t know where you lived so had no choice really. Look it’s only about 1 in the morning, you weren’t out for long. Why don’t you have a shower and I’ll drive you home?” I had so many thoughts racing through my head, mostly I was relieved that nothing bad had happened. I really needed to piss and I’d been in bed with my clothes on so I felt a bit sticky and sweaty. I agreed and Tom showed me an ensuite bathroom. When I was having my shower I noticed an enema attachment on one of the hoses. I thought I owed Tom a good night seeing as he helped me. So I cleaned myself out, just in case. Once out the shower, I went back into the bedroom to find Tom sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed. I was just in my towel and blushed as I looked around for my clothes. “Come over here, let me dry you off boy.” Tom said smiling at me, calling me boy made me cock twitch. Tom started to rub my towel over my body, he carefully opened it up to reveal my now growing cock. I blushed. He took the towel and carefully made sure I was completely dry, focusing especially on my ass and cock. “Hmm, you’re a bit bushy down there boy” “Sorry, it’s been a while” “Don’t worry about it, let me tidy you up.” Tom said with a wink. I’d never had another guy shave any part of me before, I wasn’t particularly hairy but I’d left myself for too long. Tom took me to the ensuite and lathered up some soap over my cock and balls, teasingly jerking my cock a few times. He then took an open razor and clean shaved my entire crotch, I hadn’t been that smooth since before puberty. He turned me around and did the same to my ass. Once he was satisfied I was smooth he put me in the shower again and told me to rinse off. “Did you clean your ass for me boy?” I nodded and explained that I felt I had to make it up to him for looking after me. He just smiled and turned back to the bedroom. I rinsed off, grabbed a towel and followed him. Once in the bedroom he again sat on the bed and dried me off. I just stood there hard as a rock. I leant down towards him to kiss him but he pulled away and took the back of my head and forced it into his crotch. “Been wanting to do that all night kiddo.” I started nuzzling his crotch and then slowly undid the zipper and pulled out the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. It was semi hard and already about 8 inches and as thick as a beer can. I gulped. “Don’t worry boy I don’t expect you to take all of it but a little tease wont hurt.” Tom lifted me onto the bed we 69’d, he had his clothes on the entire time. I managed to get just past the head of his cock in my mouth and was beginning to enjoy myself when I realised he was sliding his finger into my ass, he had used just spit and it scratched a little as he pushed in. “Fuck boy, you’ve got a tight cunt!” Tom said slapping my ass cheek. He flipped me on to my back and spread my legs wide, eating out my ass. I was moaning like I had never done before. My ex never rimmed me and I hadn’t been fucked in a long time, heck I couldn’t remember the last time I had kissed a guy! It was almost euphoric. Tom grabbed some lube and started fingering my ass, he slowly worked up to 3 of his thick fingers in my hole. He grabbed the lube and started coating his cock. “Have you got a condom?” I asked “I don't have unsafe sex, I’m negative and scared of getting anything. Not that I think you do…” “Shh boy.” Tom said with a wicked smile, he reached to the unit next to the bed and grabbed a Condom. He made a show of tearing it open carefully and sliding it down his now 12in hard cock. The condom barely made it half way down the shaft it was so thick. “Please go slow, it’s been a long time” I whimpered as Toms cock teased at my hole. “I won’t put it all in, just the tip, enough to make you feel good boy.” I sighed as he slid a couple of thick inches into me, he slowly rocked the top of his beautiful cock in and out of my hole, after a while he asked if we could change positions because he wanted to cum. I rolled onto my front and again felt him slide a couple of inches into me. He kept up a steady pace and then I felt his restraint as he came. He didn’t pound deep into me but just pulsed where he was. “Shit, the condom broke” Panic rushed through me like an icy chill. “Are you sure, shit, are you clean. Fuck” I got up and immediately ran to the bathroom, I started to try push out his cum but it must have been deeper than I thought because nothing came out, when I wiped my ass there was some blood on the toilet tissue. “Look kiddo it happens, don’t let it ruin the fun” Tom said while pulling me in for a tight hug. I felt his strong arms hold me in place and his cock grow again slightly. Although he never said if he was clean or not, but I didn’t dwell on it. When I glanced at his now sweaty shirt I could see colours of a tattoo under his shirt, but I couldn’t make them out. Tom gave me my clothes and he took me back to my apartment, as I was getting out the car he took my hand. “John, I’m sorry if tonight seemed a bit much.. I’ll come and pick you up tomorrow and take you for some drinks to make up for tonight. I won’t take no for an answer boy” “I normally have stuff on over the weekend and I enjoyed myself but I should probably go and get myself checked tomorrow and… “ I babbled on “Kiddo, I’m picking you up tomorrow, end of discussion.” With that he let go of my hand, pushed me back and slammed the car door. He drove off, leaving me at the side of the road, not quite sure what had happened, and what was to come.

Part 3 As Seth was reaching his eminent orgasm I was getting Randy nice and hard. I figured he'd fuck me next. The question in my mind was do I let him bareback me as Seth already has. What happened next took me totally by surprise. As Randy began to feed me his cock he said to Seth "Is he as hot of a fuck as I thought he would be?" Seth let Randy know that I was a hotter fuck then he imagined and I was primed for more raw cock. Seth then pulled his softening cock from my hole. As Randy was ready to take his place he asked if Seth had a prepared point for him to use. I wasn't sure what they were talking about until I saw Seth handed Randy a syringe. Seth asked me if I'd like to try a point. I was totally clueless by this point and my head seemed a little foggy (for some strange reason). Randy, who had me pinned to the bed with his hard cock already lodged inside me, answered for me in the affirmative. I could barely see as Seth approached my right side. I could feel a tight strap on my upper arm as I asked what were they doing. Seth and Randy were talking like I wasn't in the room as he told his roommate that he had already snaked a few good shard and his Tina covered cock inside me earlier. I then felt a coolness on my arm followed by a slight pinch. Then the tight strap on my arm was removed and my entire world changed. I had a strange taste in the back of my mouth and began to cough out hard as Randy let up on the force he was using to hold me down to the bed. Then I watched as they both injected something (probably the same stuff I was just given) into their arms. Each guy coughed out (not as hard or as many times as I had) as I swear I felt Randy's cock grow inside me). Randy said he loved being inside a dudes ass when he slams before doing his own slam and that I was in for a good fucking and probably a couple loads before he'd pull out. By this point the only thing on my mind was getting fuck by him and anyone else I could find. Randy then set about to do exactly as he described as Seth left the room leaving the door open for anyone to see the action. My attention returned to Randy and his cock fucking my hungry hole. Suddenly I was made aware of a small crowd that began to gather at the door. It was a turn on to be watched as Randy began to add his own load to what Seth had already deposited. Like his roommate he never let up until he gave a total of 3 loads before pulling out. Before someone else could mount me Seth returned to announce that the sling was open and being held for me.

There was no more pain, I was moaning n wiggling my cock hungry fuckhole on his rod, moaning n begging him to fuck me. The combination of Jon's dick buried in my ass, all the dicks surrounding me n hands all over me had me in heaven, I started sucking the 1st dick I saw n !jacking any cock my hand found. Oh yeah! Jon said, u are a nasty lil cock crazed, cum thirsty lil slut who's about to get what uve been begging for all night. He pulled out, I whimpered wanting that dick back where it belonged, begging, please stick ur dick back in me! I was looking in the camera, the crowd erupted in applause as he drove that dick in my cock starved pussy balls deep n I yelled out loud, as he folded me in half as far as he could go. He bottomed out n our lips were an inch apart as he looked deep in my eyes n said, yeah I knew what u wanted the is cock all night, n teased all us all. Now ur going to be our lil whore, who craves cock, cum n to get high. He was punctuating each word long dicking me, making me moan loud as he slammed it balls deep. Erik who's dick was in my face, said, that's what u want isn't it? To be used by as many guys as u can as our cumthirsty cumdump, we watched u suck those 2 in the be n moan like a whore when they fed u their loads. We coulda whored u out there but we were asked to leave cuz u caused a line up in there wanting all cummers. Here, we can have ur slutty ass naked, high AF n getting as loud as uwant cuz its sound proof here. I couldn't take anymore as I was a moaning, cock hungry manslut as I was getting what I wanted n seeing n hearing it on the big screen me being skerered from both ends, moaning muffled by Erik's thick cock filling my throat as a hungrily sucked it as Jon was now pounding me so deep n hard I sucked the dick harder n faster n jacking the dicks in my hands faster. Omg I'm gonna feed u more cum but I want the camera to catch u open wide n swallow it all like the cumslut u are! The camera guy did it where I watched as I pumped n licked erik s dick like crazy. I never wanted cum more than when I watched on screen as I drained every drop of his massive load into my hungry mouth. The guys went wild as I drained his balls into my cum starved mouth n throat. As I was doing that Jon was so turned on when I finished w Erik's load, he said, damn he's even more cum hungry now, u want mine too? I said no, I want to feel that hot load breeding me! I love it, then getting it ate out of my ass n shared in a deep kiss. That's when he proceeded to really pound me, rubbing my prostate n making me scream n beg him to tear my tweeking ass up! He then grabbed my shoulders n slammed me into his thrusts. I was a moaning, dirty lil fag as I said I want all the cock n cum in me! Jon kissed me deep as he had me quaking, my toes in perma curl n wanting more dick to suck dry. Just then one of the dicks I was pumping moaned he had another huge load for the cum craving lil fag. I went crazy again as I watched me milking his dick dry as the cum splashed down my throat.

I felt hands all over my tingling body, laying me down telling me ur gonna be a dirty lil cock hungry, cum craving lil buttslut n I can kiss being bi bye. I started jerking the 1st dick I could reach n another in my other hand as I watched Jon suck my tingling dick. I was surrounded by studs jerking their dicks, i moaned I want u all! Oh, ull get used by us all n get so high ull be begging for more. Ur ours, u lil meth whore! I then moaned n oh god I'm such a nasty lil fag cuz this is my fantasy to have my inner cock whore released n used as a cum dump. I looked at the huge TV n saw a lil fag getting surrounded by at least 20 studs going crazy for all them. It was then I realized that was me as I felt a hand playing w my ass which made me suck n j/o the dicks faster n squirming to give the hand better access to my hole. A syringe was stuck in me n I felt it be squirted up my already partied up shoot. It went from burning to wanting to be used by everyone there. The guy I was sucking like a slut started moaning he was gonna cum n did I want it my mouth or on my face. Feed me that yummy load, I'm a cum crazed faggot who loved eating all the cum I can get! He flooded my throat w ambrosia as the TV showed me pumping his cock n cue e m splashed across my tongue as swallowed every drop. God I love cum, nothing says naughty lil fag like one that milks all the cum out of all the cocks. Look at the lil cum thirsty slut, how's that lil pussy jon, I bet after the workout we gave him in the br he was begging to be taken by the whole bar. We teased n fingered him till he begged to be turned into an insatiable cum dump. I was beside myself as jon was eating my ass, n I was moaning n begging for my fuvkhole. U want jon to shove that hard cock into ur partied up fuckhole? U need it to pound u till it breeds ur faggot ass? YES, give me that dick like u have been wanting to fuck me all night n I've been wanting to be fucked by! Jon couldn't take it any more n out my legs on his shoulders put some special lube on his dick n my throbbing hole. U think ur high n horny now, u ain't seen nothing yet, the lube has T in it. With that he shoved all the way in balls deep n held it there, my ass hadn't had dick in it in 2yrs was stretched wide w his 7" mushroom headed rockhard stretched me. I let out a yell of surprise n pain that didn't last long at all, cuz it had been played with, booty bumped, n eaten till they had me begging for it. The hurt went quickly as I quickly remembered how I loved being fucked n this was the 1st time high af after smoking n bumps turning me into a cock craving slut ,flirting w all the guys at the bar. It seemed they were all here to take me up on it.

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Following on from dtguy_367 This is probably a more after fucking story, but you know when you read in porn how hot it is when the gang banged bottom feels the loads running down his legs? Well I can tell you it's not hot at all when that happens on a crowded night bus in London and (what they never mention) it's accompanied with huge wet farting and frankly a really strong & obvious cum smell! This happened to me after a night in a bareback fuck party/club, I'd stuck my cock in god knows how many blokes & been stuck in my turn. I think I had 4 or 5 loads in me. I had a gut full of air like someone had used a pump & spunk mix & sooner or later something has to give. Especially when you're arse muscles have taken a hammering & aren't up to the job. I can still feel how hot with embarrassment I suddenly felt I just didn't know where to look, I've never been so mortified. Maybe even worse as everyone around was being very polite & desperately trying to behave as if nothing was happening while trying to discretely step away.. Now of course I realise I should just have laughed out loud & just fronted it out but instead I got off as soon as I could, feeling every pair of eyes on me & scuttled into a little public garden to clean up under the trees. It ended up alright as there were a lot of cruisers there & this got their attention, I ended up sucking off a couple more & taking another load to make up for what I lost. I walked the rest of the way home though :-)

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Becoming a Poz Cum Dump (Part 2) We then went up to his room where he got on his computer. As he sat at his desk and typed away on his pc, I was on the floor between his legs sucking his cock. I didn’t know what more he had planned for me, but the way I was feeling, I didn’t really care. As I sucked and sucked slowly his cock came back to life. Then he stood up and led me back to the sling where I was again restrained. He left me there for a few minutes when I heard a knock at the door. There were voices coming from the outer room as I lay there with my plugged up ass exposed. He came back in with a couple syringes; one was without a needle on it and the other was your typical needle type similar to the one he used earlier on me. He placed the tubing around my left arm and like before he when he gave me something that turned me into a cum hungry bottom. He stuck the needle in my arm and I was given more of what ever drug he gave me earlier. One of his friends approached my hole and pulled out the butt plug. Before my hole could close up the needleless syringe was shoved in as far as it would go and the contents emptied into my ass. At that moment the tubing around my arm was removed and I felt an increase in the warmth I felt throughout my body. I heard a ringing in my ears. The guy pulled the syringe from my hole and shoved his cock in me. He looked over to our host and asked, “How many loads he got in there already?” “I pumped in 5 loads. They have been marinating in there for about an hour now but needs something a little special added.” The guy fucking me groaned as he began to fuck me. Thoughts raced through my head as I looked down at the stud fucking me and saw a symbol tattooed around his belly button that I had seen in my high school biology lab. I wasn’t sure exactly what it meant, but knew it wasn’t a good symbol. As he fucked me I noticed 2 other friends standing behind him all stroking their hard cocks. The guy fucking me grunted out as he shot what felt like a gallons worth of cum deep inside me. He fucked me for a few minutes more before he pulled out and was replaced by our host. He fucked me for a good 15-20 minutes before he pulled out. Then the next friend stepped up and fucked me. I was glad I was drugged up because this guy had a huge cock with a 0g PA. I knew he had to be tearing me up on the inside. He pounded me without showing any mercy. He looked me in the eye when he shot his load in me. Again our host fucked me for a while before the last friend took his turn at my hole. This guy fucked me longer than the previous 2 friends did. When he was close to depositing his load to mix with the others he began to breathe heavy and he was sweating like he had been in a steam room. He slammed into me so hard I thought his cum would spurt out of my mouth as he unloaded his seed into me. After his friends were dressed he walked them to the door. I could barely make out what was being said in the outer room. I tried my best to make it out what he was saying, “The stupid cunt came over looking to get laid. He had no idea what he was getting himself into. Serves the cunt right to get knocked up after this.” Knocked up? What the fuck does that mean?

Part-3 The door opened and closed. The big cub left me alone with Sir Ian. Here I was, higher than I had ever been, more open than I had ever been. And here I was in a sling with my hole partially gaping open while an all-but complete stranger smiled at me like a Great White Shark eyeing a lone seal pup. My God that’s exactly what I was: food for his libido. I was his pup, his meal. His totally-fucked up, fucked-out play thing, a role with which I was happy and content. And this was only the start. “How you doing pup? Are you in there?” His voice brought me back from turning inwards his fingers in my hole had my full attention. “I know the T is new to you. How are you pup? I need you to talk, and more than that I need you to hydrate, so stay there and open your mouth.” I did as told as he climbed-up on the bed, positioned himself over my head, and knelt down, lowering his cock into my mouth. The sensation of his cock sliding across the roof of my mouth and into the entrance of my throat was heavenly: I felt very, very used. Now, I’m not big on swallowing piss but I was high and I really wanted to please this man, so when he grabbed my arms and said “Work my tits. I’ll piss and you drink as much as you can. If you drink it all you’ll be good for a while. If you can’t that’s fine. It's your first time with me. Also, if the flow is too much, ease off my tits. If you need me to stop, then let go of my tits. OK?” I nodded my head which made his heavy nut sack roll against my forehead. Man this was hot and so was his piss. It went straight down into my throat along with the head of his cock. He was getting hard as he pissed. From this angle I saw his shaft, his salt and pepper pubes and then up his chest and straight across his chest which I was working steadily and into those Eyes again. Why did he keep watching me so close? The more I looked into his eyes the smaller I felt and the more I wanted him to take control of me. If he didn’t stop making eye contact with me I was gonna lose myself. Is this how pimps turn their hoes out, am I that weak? Do I need this instead of wanting it? My mind was working overtime again and my body was totally relaxed . So relaxed I didn’t realized he had stop pissing down my throat until his balls where smacking into my eye brows. He was throat fucking me in the sling and smiling as I moaned around his cock and worked his nipples even harder. I was a pup on a mission, I needed his seed, I needed this man’s DNA in me. This man was the alpha dog I was meant for. It was the drugs and it was him. He had taken me down a path I didn’t know existed and I was following him like a faithful puppy, trusting and happy. He leaned over gagging me with his cock and placing some fingers in my hole. I didn’t know how much of his hand was in me but it felt like a lot. He had complete control of both my holes and the lack of oxygen was beginning to become noticeable and then it hit. Another rush of warmth spreading from my stomach out to my ass and head. My toes curled my ears rang my legs bucked in the sling as he layed his weight on me burying his cock in me as he sensed my surrender to the chem Piss and began applying pressure to my already stuffed ass. I knew this feeling, like I was gonna piss. Like my ass was gonna rip apart, like Locke’s monster cock but instead it was Sir Ian’s fist that was fucking my pup hole. I couldn’t move. We just Swung ad hung there both of us in the sling. I gasped for air around his cock, and his hand twisted into my hole and my cock became rock hard. My bucking had us swinging slowly I was afraid our weight would break the sling but it didn’t, we just lazily swung back and forth. IT was amazing it was incredible we just swung as he fisted me for what seemed like forever. The rhythm of the sling matched the bass of the music in the background. His hand rubbed against my prostate every few seconds and his cock leaked a steady stream of precum which I sucked and savored. I lost all track of time and simply focused on his cock and his breathing how our breaths mirrored each other. “That’s a good pup. You’re one of the best” I told you, you would get a reward if you drank it all and here it is pup look in the mirror to your left.” He started to lift his chest off me and I caught his eyes in the mirror to the side of us and looked down his arm and noticed it ended at the elbow. Where was the rest of his arm? Where was my surprise? Where was HOLY FUCKING DADDY!!!!! I lost it he had his entire forearm up the elbow in my hungry hole and I hadn’t noticed. He was deeper in me than anyone ever had been and hopefully would be again, this man was MY GOD and that’s the only thing I could think as he smiled and began to pull out. I watched it all. He took his time and kept watching me as I watched him easing his entire arm out of my ass. He got all the way to the edge of his wrist and felt his hand still balled into a fist just inside my hole. I wa embarrassed and ashamed I hadn’t cleaned that far and had no idea how to. It broke me totally and I started to cry, tears came down my face and he spoke softly as he sensed my mood change. “Don’t worry pup we can take a break and we will but first I need my knot back.” His knot? “You’re an amazing pup and my fist in your ass is like a real stud dog knotted to his bitch. I’m not gonna unball my fist you’re gonna open and push it out, like a good bitch pup. I know you can I know your ass now. Every curve every angle and its mine, you’re mine. Now be a good pup and let me drag my knot out of your hungry cunt” I pushed and pushed and there it was his hand was easing out my ass and just as it came out, before I could breathe a sigh of relief he pushed it back in making me buck and the sling sway a bit more. He smiled as a mix of cum and piss oozed out my ass and all i could see and focus on was his eyes as i began to pass out.

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.