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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.

Part 4 - Fleeting Glances Daniel woke at 6am and felt adequately refreshed, he had managed to sleep through and fight the jetlag. He threw on some shorts and walked through the hotel down to the beach for an early morning dip. The beach was nearly deserted apart from two grounds men raking over the sand and generally cleaning up preparing for the new day. The water felt cool and invigorating so he wasted no time and dived in, the sun was beginning to climb higher in to the sky as he swam and enjoyed the solitude. Jordan stepped out on to his balcony overlooking the beach area, he noticed one person already swimming in the sea. The body causing ripples in the perfectly calm sea as it sped through the water. He was half tempted to go down for a swim until his train of thought was interrupted, there was a knock at his room door, casually he put on the bathrobe and opened the door to a smiling room steward holding a tray of coffee. Jordan smiled and asked her to put on the balcony table, placing the tray she caught sight of Daniel who was now walking back up to the hotel, Daniel saw Milly and gave her a wave and she waved back. "Do you know the young man?" asked Jordan as he took one of the seats at the table. "Yes Sir, that is Daniel" she paused and smiled "lovely young man and such good manners". Jordan thought he would play a different tactic "Yes, we have chatted briefly on the beach, really nice person". "Brought up well by his parents and has a very kind soul." she replied as she poured Jordan a cup of coffee. Jordan wanted to push Milly to find out more but she made her apologies and left him to his coffee. He silently sat on the balcony enjoying the morning sun and drinking his coffee before he headed down for breakfast. It was mid morning by the time he wandered down to the beach looking for the same spot he had yesterday. To his surprise Cael walked towards Jordan and told him he had reserved the sunbed in the same spot, Jordan was chuffed at how the hotel liked to exceed expectation in this fashion. He laid back people watching for a while and then fell asleep. He must have dozed off for an hour or so, he was woken up at the sound of Cael a few meters away chatting, he turned his head to have a peek and saw the young man Daniel assuming the same spot as yesterday. He couldn't fathom out what he found so fascinating about him that and why he had to keep taking glances, there was something he found sexy, or was it loveable, or... oh he didn't know, he went back to staring up at the palm trees overhead. Daniel put on his sunglasses and looked discreetly over at Jordan imagining himself wrapped in those tattooed muscled arms in a loving embrace. For the first time in ages a natural erection began stirring in his shorts, slightly embarrassed he turned over and laid on his stomach giving him ample opportunity to keep looking at Jordan from behind his sunglasses. Jordan sprung off his sunbed and headed down to the water almost shocking Daniel who was away in a dreamy state admiring him, he watched Jordan stroll along the shore before he dived in. Daniel stood and went over to the beach bar to get some fruit juice, as he sipped the refreshing juice he looked out to the ocean and immediately saw Jordan was looking right in his direction before he dived under the water. As he finished his drink he wandered down to the waters edge to cool down sitting just above the water line, his legs being caressed by the gentle waves brushing past and on to the white sand. Jordan swam up towards where he sat only few meters away. Jordan floated in the shallow water "Hello back again for more beach time?" he said trying to dazzle with his best smile. Daniel looked and smiled "Morning, best place to be for chilling out and forgetting everything". "Can't agree with you more" he said as he positioned himself a meter away from Daniel "all your worries just float away". Daniel nervously held out his hand towards Jordan "I'm Daniel". "Hey Daniel, I'm Jordan and American if you couldn't tell. Love your British accent" Jordan took his hand and shook it. Daniel laughed "I guessed you were American by your accent. Holidaying alone?" breathing a sigh of relief. "Yeah for the moment, my father will join me at the end of the week. How about you?" Jordan asked. Daniel rolled his head back stretching towards the sun "Yes, just a quick week's rest and relaxation". Jordan stood up "Maybe we can catch a drink later around lunchtime if I am not intruding?". "Absolutely, talking to the fish in the sea is boring". Daniel chuckled and Jordan went back to his sunbed laughing. Daniel had a good look at the tattoos whilst they chatted but there were no signs on the artwork indicating if he was gay, nor did he give anything away in his mannerisms. All Daniel could think of was that his mother would like him and what a lovely couple he and Jordan would make. Jordan laid back on the sunbed none the wiser if Daniel was gay or not, he figured this was going to be more a friendship for the week and some company, but oh how he desired and needed to be waking up next to him every morning. Jordan surprised himself with such a random thought going through his mind, he looked to where Daniel was who was now laying down at the waters edge. The beach was quiet apart from the few guests relaxing in the sun or under the palms, occasionally guests appeared from the pool terrace to take a swim or enjoy a drink at the beach bar. Laughter rang out from the water causing Jordan to wake from his slumber, he looked over to see what was going on. He saw Daniel talking with the actress and her family as they swam around, his gaze permanently fixed on Daniel as he played around in the sea. Deciding it was time to cool off he headed down to the water and dived in, he swam carefully avoiding Daniel as best he could, he dived under the water and surfaced a few meters away, he was caught unaware as Daniel had swam over in his direction. Daniel wiped the salty water from his face and asked if Jordan wanted to grab that drink. They both swam towards shore then headed up to the beach bar. Cael stood there with a mischievous grin on his face as they took a seat at one of the tables, he approached to take their order patting Daniel on the shoulder. "Danny, Jordan, what can I get you both?" he asked smiling in Daniel's direction. Daniel ordered first "Hmm, Mango and pineapple fruit crush please Cael". Jordan looked at Cael "The same please Cael" not really knowing what it was but it sounded palatable anyway. "Two crushes coming up" as Cael turned he was giggling quietly at the irony of what he just said. "How was your morning, relaxing?" Jordan asked Daniel as he wiped himself off with the cold towel Cael had placed before them. Daniel wiped his face "Completely, finally getting rid of my demons". "I know how that feels, hope you are putting them to rest finally." Jordan replied. They spent an hour or so just chatting about Barbados and general things, Jordan didn't want to broach the subject about Daniel's demons but was a little more than interested to find out. They spoke about what they did for a living but somehow Jordan felt Daniel was being guarded about certain things that he did, all he would say is that we worked for his parents in leisure. On the other hand Jordan didn't mention about his porn career as he was going to put that behind him and didn't see any reason to tell him just yet, plus how would he react to that sort of news. One thing was very evident that they were getting on well and Jordan was smitten and enjoying his company, he was a breath of fresh air compared to how controlling Sage had become. Jordan finished his drink "Time to get back to some sunbathing" he announced as he stood up. "Yes, need to get some colour on my pasty white legs" Daniel replied looking down at them. Jordan took his chance and looked as well "Well I wouldn't say they were pasty" he looked up at Daniel. "You think?" As he said that their eyes met. Jordan paused before asking "If your free tonight would you join me for dinner?" he almost held his breath waiting. Daniel stood up "I would love to, shall we say 8pm at the pool bar?". "Perfect will see you then." Jordan smiled at Daniel as the both headed back to their sunbeds. Jordan spent the rest of the afternoon sunning himself and swimming, Daniel said good bye when he left the beach. There were only a few people left and Cael was tidying up the used towels and sunbeds before he wandered over close to Jordan, he caught his eye and Cael came over. "Hello Jordan, can I get you anything?" he said throwing another towel across his arm. "Yes please Cael, can I have another of those fruit crushes please." he asked. Cael nodded and smiled "Of course Jordan" he replied before heading back to the beach bar. It wasn't long before he returned and handed Jordan his drink, he asked if Jordan had an exciting evening planned as he continued tidying up. Jordan told him he was having a quiet dinner for two, he questioned Cael where in the resort would be most ideal, Cael immediately said the Windward Palm just along the beach on the rocky outcrop, it was the resorts most exclusive dining venue. He stopped before remembering it was booked up for this evening and told him that it was full tonight. Jordan resigned himself that it looked like dinner in the main restaurant which was good but not ideal for a quiet evening. Cael inquired if he was dining with Daniel which caused Jordan to splutter in to his drink. "Is it that obvious." he asked wiping his chin with the towel. Cael laughed "Depends what you mean by obvious, Cael sees everything" chortling heartily as we left Jordan. He shook his head as just when he thought he might get someone to open up a bit about Daniel they wandered off. Jordan gathered his belongings and returned to his room to get ready for dinner, he felt like a teenager going on a first date, but wait this was not a date so why did he feel like it was. Satisfied he looked presentable albeit the red nose where he forgot to apply sun cream, he headed down to the pool bar, slightly nervous but excited to get to know Daniel more.

PART 4 Tim’s cock wasn’t even halfway in me and I was sure I was being torn up. My first cock was huge and I was trying so hard to relax. But as he slowly worked his hips and worked that massive rod into me, my hole finally seemed to open up. And it felt so good. Instant bottom. And he just kept slowly pumping that man cock into me. “Fuck your hole is so tight. Such a hot little hole,” he grunted. Inspired by the fact that I was pleasing him, for the first time I pushed back against him. I wanted more of him inside me. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted to make him cum. “Yeah, you like it. You like that big cock inside you don’t you?” He asked. “So good, feels so good,” was all I could get out, as he picked up speed. He wasn’t pounding me, but he was getting more aggressive and taking longer strokes. I had never even imagined it could feel so good. And knowing my hole was making his cock feel good got me so hot I knew i couldn’t even touch my cock. It was like steel and precum was pouring out. I would cum the second I started stroking. And now I was getting pounded. Each slam home knocking my breath out. “Oh god oh god oh god,” who knows how many times I said that. “So close. Fucking tight little boy ass,” he grunted through clenched teeth. “Wanna.... wanna make you cum. Cum in me. Cum in me, “ I begged. He was frantic now, his thrusts getting erratic. It seemed like he was close. “Can’t cum in you. Gotta... gotta pull out. Fuck gonna cum. Oh fuck gonna cum.” I don’t even know where it came from or why it seemed so important to me, an 18 year old virgin, but I wanted to make him cum with my ass. I didn’t want him to finish jerking off. “No! I practically shouted reaching out my hands and pulling him into me, just as he was trying to pull out. Gripping him, I felt him buck and spasm as his giant cock erupted inside of me. I ground into him as I felt his cock pulse and instinctively knew what thAt meant, each spasm meant a shot of cum spraying into me. And it spasmed a lot. I loosened my grip as he finished and I felt his orgasm subside. He slowly slid out of me and looked down. “I’m Sorry. I shouldn’t have let you, I shouldn’t have finished inside you,“ he said quietly. I looked up at him, naive as I was. “Why? It felt so good. I swear, it felt SO GOOD. And I wanted to make you cum with... with my butt. And I FELT it! Your cum. I could feel it like in me,” I said like a kid that just discovered candy. He just looked at me in the same way and said, “Chris, it’s not... it isn’t safe for... I have HIV.”

Quick note: Still working on the semi-sequel to The Decline & Fall of Michael Christian. Hopefully you enjoy this story in the meantime. It's shorter... only this one part (so hopefully that is good news for those who do prefer the shorter stories). And, without further ado, here is Bait & Switch. It was about three months ago. That’s when it happened. When my hole life changed. It had been a long, hard day. My alarm didn’t go off — which meant I overslept and didn’t have time for breakfast. My boss was riding my ass all day — and not in a good way. And to top it all off (no pun intended), I dropped my mobile and cracked the screen. By the time the workday ended, I was in a hell of a mood. I needed to destress a bit. No. Let’s be honest. I needed a good fuck. I dropped off my car at home and took a taxi to the gay neighbourhood in town. I don’t get out to the clubs very often anymore (work is just too crazy) but I felt homesick for one of my favourites. Great music, great drinks, great staff. You know how they say you can’t go home again? It’s true. The bar was full but, at 32, I was probably the oldest guy in there. The music was skewed towards this new and younger crowd… I just found it dull and mindless. Plus most of the staff I used to know had moved on so there weren’t even familiar faces behind the bar. It barely felt like the same bar anymore. I ransacked my memory… how long had it been since I had dropped in? I was surprised to realise it had been my 30th birthday party. Well over a year and a half before. At least the drinks were still good. So I found a (more or less) out of the way corner and sipped my drink. Then another. Then another. Then another. I like to think I’m reasonably attractive guy. I’m no gym bunny but I do keep myself passably fit. Brown hair, hazel eyes, 5 feet 9 inches tall. But none of the guys in the bar so much as said ‘excuse me’ as they pushed past me through the crowd. So I just sat alone in my corner. Drinking. None of this did anything for my mood. Finally, enough was enough. I staggered out of the club. I wasn’t quite ready to go home though… still horny as fuck. I passed some of the other bars but discounted them: the first was too busy, the next was too loud, and at the third the doorman said something about my having been over-served already. So I kept walking. I was about to give up and just hail a cab to head home. And then I looked up and saw where I was. Just ahead of me was the bathhouse. I had never been inside before… I’d always been afraid i would run into someone I knew there. Which would just be awkward. But I had been persistently curious. Could it ever live up to the ‘urban legends’ about the easy sex available within? I paused for just a moment, but horniness and alcohol are a powerful mix. Tonight was the night. I glanced around — just to make sure no one was nearby who knew me — and stepped inside. “Good evening.” The guy at the counter greeted me in a disinterested tone. “Are you a member?” “No… this is my first time in here.” He pushed a sheet of paper towards me. “You will need to fill in this form for your membership.” I took the sheet and began completing it. I was a bit leery about putting any personal information… but I had come this far. No point backing out now. “Locker or room?” “Um… what’s the difference?” He rolled his eyes and pointed to a sign with prices. “The room costs 10 more.” “I guess just a locker.” I gave him back the completed form along the cash. He pushed a towel and a locker key towards me then buzzed me into the bathhouse itself. I walked through into a locker room. I knew enough to know that guys walk around with nothing on but their towel … so a few minutes later I wrapped my towel around my waist, tucked a condom into the elastic armband that held my locker key, and set off to explore. The bathhouse was a fairly large space spread over two floors. In addition to the locker room, on the ground floor I found a small but well stocked bar, a video room showing porn, and ‘wet area’ with a steam room and jacuzzi. Upstairs seemed divided into two parts. To the right of the stairs was a dark area labelled as ‘The Maze”. I decided I wasn’t quite ready for that though. To the left of the stairs was an area with several corridors with small cubicles on either side. One of the cubicles was open and being cleaned by a member of staff. There was a small bed of sorts, a locker, and a screen playing more porn. This, I realised, was the ‘room’ that the clerk had offered. Other than staff and myself, I think I saw 6 guys wandering around. They were older guys, at least late 40’s and not in great shape. Some looked downright I'll. No one I wanted to play around with. It was early though -- only about 9:30 or so. I decided to kill some time and see if the crowd improved. I went back down to the bar and had a couple drinks. Between the drinks at the club and now these, I was definitely buzzed by that point. I wandered over to the video room. There were a couple of the older guys in there, fondling themselves under their towels, but I ignored them and sat on a bench as far away as I could get. The porn wasn’t bad and my own hand found its way under my towel. I was careful though, I didn’t want to get myself off. I ignored the old guys as they entered and left. Just kept focused on the videos. I must have sat in the room for at least 30 minutes. Eventually, however, one of the old guys came and sat beside me. He was at least 60 and had a big beer belly. I tried to move a bit away but another old guy — one of the sick looking guys — was just a few feet away on that side. When the beer belly guy tried to put his hand on my thigh, I stood up quickly and left the video room. I was, however, pleased to discover that more guys had come in while I had been camped in the video room. Hopefully I could find someone who wasn’t quite so disgusting. I went back upstairs but still wasn’t ready to explore the dark maze area so I wandered through the area with the ‘rooms’. Many were closed and dark. Not rented yet, I assumed. A few were closed but with the unmistakable sounds of man-sex audible despite the closed doors. My dick got a little harder. Other doors were open and occupied. I was pleased to see that some of these held guys my age or younger. In one room I saw a cute blond guy, probably early twenties, but he didn’t even look up as I walked by his door. I wasn’t sure what the etiquette was to get his attention so I walked past. It was getting close to the end of the cubicle area and seemed to be striking out. Maybe this was going to be a bust. Maybe those urban legends about the great sex available were just that: myths and legends. And then I walked by the last open door. A man stood opposite, leaning on the back wall of the small room. He made eye contact with me as I walked by his room. I stopped in my tracks. He was one of the most beautiful men I have ever seen. Black hair, playfully tussled. Sky blue eyes. Full lips with the hint of a smile. Unshaven stubble. Skin a natural tan. Body lean and muscular. His tall frame — about 6’ 2” best I can guess - made me want to melt into him. His toned arms tucked behind his back. A light feathering of hair on his chest and a noticeable treasure trail leading my eyes to his towel. And the big, hard bulge waiting there. He was so far out of my league it wasn’t even funny. “Hey, how’s it going?” He said with a smile and an Italian accent. “Um… not too bad.” I stammered, licking my lips which suddenly felt dry. He gestured with his head for me to move into the room. I, of course, complied. I didn't even think to close the door. My hands were trembling as I approached him. His arms were still tucked behind his back. Making his chest and crotch seem even more prominent. Maybe it was his unspoken permission. Maybe it was all the alcohol. But — whatever it was —my trembling hands raised to touch his chest. The muscles firm and warm to my touch. “Mmmm. That feels good.” He said. “What is your name?” “Gary.” I replied. “My name is Mario. Your hand feels very good, Gary.” Even the way he said my name made me shiver a bit. But, at the same time, his voice was so calming. Relaxing. I felt more bold. My hand slowly drifted down. From his chest to his abs. Tracing the muscles. Before moving lower. Following his treasure trail. He didn’t stop me. Just watched with that little smile as my hand felt the hardness through his towel. I slowly started to caress him. I felt him swell a bit more. I’ve always been a bit of a size queen. I just love big cocks. My own cock was already hard was a rock and leaking pre-cum. I leaned in and my lips found his. I couldn’t believe this was happening. You have to understand. Mario was so far out of my league. And yet was letting me touch him. Stroke him. Kiss him. And he was kissing me back. He placed a hand on the small of my back. Just above my ass. Just a simple gesture. But, at the same time, possessive. And it just made him even more perfect. I was in his orbit. The moon to his earth. And, although I didn’t stop to think about it at the time, the moth to his flame. His hand slid lower. Caressing my ass through the towel even as I caressed his cock. My hand sliding under his towel for the first time. My fingers wrapping around his hard shaft. A moan escaped from somewhere deep inside me. Only to be lost in his kiss. “You have a nice ass, Gary.” He whispered. His fingers moving under my towel. Tracing down the crack of my ass. Sending shivers down my spine. “You have an amazing cock.” I whispered back. “Do you like it?” He asked. As if my ragged breath wasn’t evidence enough of that. He put his other hand on my shoulder. Pushing me gently. Down to my knees. I did not resist. I wanted him so much. His fingers ran through my hair. My mouth found his cock. Rolling my tongue over the head. Savouring his taste and smell. This was more than I had ever expected. I could feel him bending over me. His fingers moving slowly down my back. Tracing my spine. Reaching my butt. Sliding into the cleft. Circling my hole. “You like getting fucked?” With my mouth full of his dick I could only moan my affirmative reply. “Hot. You are going to get really fucked tonight. I promise.” His finger circling my hole found it’s target. Pushed inside me. “You're tight, babe. You gonna be able to take it all?” Again I moaned my reply and raised my ass to meet this finger. He chuckled above me. Then slid a second finger in. In and out of my hole. Driving me even more wild. His cock was in my throat now. My face tight into his crotch. I was so focused on the taste of him, of his scent, that I barely noticed any sound behind me. Then I felt a second pair of hands touch me. I jumped… but Mario’s hands moved quickly back up my body. One hand on my shoulder (holding me on my knees) and the other on the back of my head (gently holding my face impaled on his big dick). I felt movement behind me and then a warm met tongue find my hole. “Don’t worry. That’s just my buddy.” Mario said. “You don’t mind, do you? It’s really hot seeing him eat your ass. Getting it ready for a good fuck.” Mario seemed genuinely turned on by seeing the other man working his tongue into my hole. At least his cock seemed harder than ever in my throat. And the tongue was pretty damn talented. I figured it was worth it to get Mario inside me. I wished I could see the newcomer but decided to just focus on Mario’s cock. I wanted him good and ready to fuck me. Mario’s hips were gently rocking, sliding his cock in and out of my throat. I wanted this beautiful god to fuck me so bad. Mario whispered something to the other man. I couldn’t make it out. The tongue on my hole moved away. Movement behind me. Was it finally time? Was Mario ready to fuck me? Hands on my hips. Pulling me back slightly. Something touching my hole. Bigger and harder than a tongue. A cock pushing at my tight hole. I tried to make a disapproving sound but Mario’s cock was deep in my throat. “That’s hot, babe.” Mario said. “You should see his cock. It looks so good pushing into you. Really getting me turned on.” I was a bit annoyed but — well — I had come so far and I didn’t want to lose my chance at getting fucked by Mario now. I pulled the condom out from the elastic band on my arm and handed it to the man behind me. He took the condom from my hand but his cock never moved away from my ass for even a moment to put it on. I didn’t get fucked bare. Not ever. But I was conflicted… I really wanted Mario to fuck me. I clenched my hole against the unseen man behind me. Maybe that would be enough to discourage him. But no. The stranger’s palm came down hard on my ass with a loud slap. I jumped, my hole relaxing for just a second... ... And the unseen man pushed the head of his dick in with a sudden thrust. Bare. “Dude.” Mario said above me. “His dick looks so good in your ass. Just let him open you a bit and then, if you want, he can pull out and he can put on the condom.” It made sense. At least it did at that moment. Alcohol and lust really weaken your resolve. I managed to manoeuvre enough to look up at Mario without losing his cock in my throat. He had a smart phone in his hand. My phone. It pointed it towards my face then slowly panned back towards my ass and the man who was working his way deeper inside. He was recording the moment on my phone. He waved my phone. "I'm recording this for you so you can watch later. You don't know how hot this looks." The cock in my hole was pushing deeper. And deeper. He wasn’t as big as Mario. But he was a good size. Damn. It felt so good to get fucked. It had been so long. I needed it. “You like that, don’t you?” Mario asked above me. “You like that cock pounding your hole.” I moaned agreement. “Yeah. Just relax and enjoy the ride.” Mario encouraged me. And I did. I arched my back as much as I could with Mario’s dick in my mouth. I raised my ass to meet the cock pounding my hole. The stranger’s hands were gripping my hips now. His thrusts where hard and erratic. Frenzied. He was grunting. The stranger slammed in balls deep. And froze. A deep guttural growl escaping from somewhere within him. His shaft flexed inside me. He was shooting his load. Inside me. Oh fuck. This stranger, someone I couldn’t even see, had just cum inside me. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights. But my heart was pounding. What had I done? What was I doing? The stranger pulled out of my hole. Pulling a trail of warm cum. Which oozed down the back of my balls. “Thanks for the fuck, boy. Hope you like my little gift.” I wanted to turn around and look at him but Mario was thrusting into my throat again. He was clearly really turned on. So… was it time? Was he going to fuck me now? But he didn’t pull out of my mouth. And another pair of hands gripped my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. Another cock touched my hole. And pushed in, balls deep, in one thrust. This cock wasn’t quite as thick as the last but was longer, reaching deeper inside. The body behind me felt different as well. Not as solid. I could hear his flesh slapping against mine. And then he raised up on top of me. I felt a big belly press against the small of my back. Shit. Some fat guy was fucking me. But I was in no position to move away. Pinned between this new man’s body and Mario’s cock in my throat. And, yes, it felt good. His cock felt good inside me. Fuck it felt good. The fat guy was pulling all the way out then thrusting back in to the root. All the way out. Back in. Each time he pulled out of my hole pulsed. Like it was begging the cock to get back in. The last guy’s cum had really slicked up my hole and was dripping out each time the fat man’s cock pulled outside my asslips. The fat man pulled himself further onto my body. Resting his weight on my back. Mario stepped back, pulling his cock out of my mouth, and allowed my head and shoulders to sink to the floor under the fat man’s weight. My ass stayed raised though. Letting him pound me. I wanted this fuck. I was lost in the sensations that these men had awakened in me. “I’m going to cum.” The fat man said. “You want it. Don’t you.” “Yes.” I whispered. Ashamed. Ashamed of the desire burning inside me. Ashamed that I liked his cock, the feeling of him fucking me. “Louder.” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” His face came into view as he slid all the way onto my back. The beer belly guy from the video room. Someone I would never have let fuck me. But in the moment, lost in my lust, I didn't tell him no. “Yes. Cum in me. Please. Please cum in me.” “Good boy.” The fat man moaned in my ear. “Since you asked so nicely, here is comes. You're always going to have a little part of me inside you. As long as you live.” He didn’t stop thrusting. But I felt his shaft expand inside me. His flabby arms held me tight. And his cum joined the load from the first man. When he pulled out and stepped away, I didn’t even try to move. I stayed in position. Back arched. Head and shoulders flat to the floor. Ass in the air. An open invitation. And the invitation was accepted. A cock slid between my asscheeks. A big cock. Very big. Sliding up and down the gooey mess that seeped from my ass. Without pushing in. “How many loads does he have?” The third man asked. “You are going to be the third.” “Nice.” The third man pushed a finger into my hole. “Look at me, bitch.” I turned around and looked over my shoulder. The gaunt man from the video room -- somehow I had known it would be him. His cheeks and eyes sunken. His body may have been toned once, you could kind of tell, but now the flesh just sagged. And he had a tattoo. On his groin. Just above his cock. A biohazard. I knew what that meant, of course. “You… you’ve got HIV?” “No, bitch. I’ve got AIDS. And I want to give it to you. I want to fill you up with my toxic cum.And I want you to beg for it. Beg for my big cock. Beg for my toxic cum.” “I… I don’t want… I mean, I’m negative.” “Are you sure? You’ve got two loads in your ass already. Maybe you were negative when you came in here tonight… but how do you know you still are?” I couldn’t breathe. I was terrified. And yet. I was turned on. So turned on. By the thrill. By the risk. By the big dick teasing my ass. I could tell he was big. Bigger than any cock that had ever been in me. Ten inches or more. Thick as a beer bottle. Mario crouched next to me. His hand touched mine comfortingly. His cock just far enough away that I couldn’t reach it. “Your ass looks so hot with a cock in it, babe. So beautiful. And his cock is so big. I want to see him stretching you open. Will you do it for me? Will you let him fuck you?” The big dick was still sliding up and down in the cummy mess of my hole. My sphincter was spasming. My body wanted to feel that cock so much. I looked in Mario’s eyes. His beautiful eyes. I could get lost in those eyes. I nodded to Mario. Yes. He smiled. A gorgeous smile that made my whole body shiver with anticipation. I looked back over my shoulder. To the gaunt man who stood behind me. “Please.” My whole body was trembling. “Please fuck me. I’ve never had a cock that big inside me.” “Are you sure? I’m not going to be gentle. I’m going to fuck that hole without mercy. I’m gonna tear you up.” “I want it. I want to feel that big dick in me.” “And there won’t be any pulling out. I’m going to fuck you until I cum in you. I’ve got AIDS. No meds. There is a good chance you will have AIDS soon as well.” “I want your cock. I want your cum. I need it.” “Look at you, you little slut, begging for AIDS cock.” The gaunt man sneered down at me. “I’m going to breed your hole. Make you a proper cumdump.” “Do it… do it, please.” He pushed forward. I thought my hole was open. Ready. But he was big. Thick. Bigger than any cock that had even been inside me. And by a wide margin. He wasn’t even in yet and already I was sweating. The pressure as he pushed his cock against my already battered sphincter was quickly becoming painful. But, as promised, he was merciless. Insistent. My hole began stretching. Slowly. But stretching nonetheless. Opening wide as it could for him. But it wasn’t wide enough. My ass felt like it was being torn apart. Pain ripped through ever inch of my body. My face red. I tried to crawl away. Not to stop him. Just a quick respite from his onslaught. His hand slapped my ass. Hard. “Get your ass back here you fucking little whore.” “Your too big. I can’t take it.” “You can.” The gaunt man laughed. “You will.” And the head of his cock breached my hole. I wanted to cry out. But couldn’t catch my breath. Tears dripped down my cheeks. He didn’t stop his inexorable invasion. Pushing deeper. Never really pausing. Never really pulling back to thrust. Just a glacially slow, seemingly endless, violation. And yet some part of me didn’t want him to stop. I wanted to know what a monster cock really feels like. And every millimetre he drove himself deeper inside me was a victory for me. I could take it. My own cock was shrivelled up. But that didn’t matter. This was about his cock, not mine. “You’re doing really good.” Mario said. But he wasn’t really looking at me. He had a phone in each hand now. Mine and his I assumed. Filming the cock opening my hole. Occasionally returning to my face to capture my expression. I don’t know how long it took. I really don’t. But I realised I could feel the gaunt man’s pubes scratching my ass. I could feel his heavy balls resting on my ass. He was in. He was all the way in. He pulled out. Then lined his dick back up. And breached me again. Still slow. But faster than the first time. Then all the way out. And then back in balls deep. Each time faster that the one before. The sensations raced through my body like a shock. Like lightning. Pain. Pleasure. The words were no longer distinguishable for me. “See, boy?” The gaunt man laughed again. “Told you you would take it. And you’re never going to be that tight again. Good thing you like big dicks. No normal dick is ever going to satisfy you again.” And i knew he was right. There was no way my ass could ever recover for this. He kept picking up the pace. Really fucking me now. “It’s time, cunt.” “Give. It. To. Me. Please.” I groaned as his hips pounded into me. “Here is comes. Ruining your ass forever.” I couldn’t feel him cum. My ass was too stretched, too inflamed, for that kind of sensation. But I knew. Somehow I knew he was filling my guts at that moment. Defiling me. His breathing gradually slowed. "Welcome to the brotherhood, cum dump." He didn’t pull out. He pushed me forward. Off his dick. I fell forward and sprawled on the floor at Mario’s feet. Mario’s hand was a flurry of motion on his cock His cock was rock hard. Dripping precum. He was getting close. I reached up and tried to pull him closer. But he slapped my hand away. “Please.” I begged. “I want you to fuck me next.” He looked at me as if I had two heads on my shoulders. “You? You want me to fuck you?” “Please. I’m doing all this for you.” He shook his head. “Sorry, I don’t fuck bathhouse sluts like you. I just like to watch.” And then his cum exploded. Covering the floor in front of my face. Wasted on the floor when I wanted it more than anything. My mouth dropped open. “But…” Mario stepped up to me. Cum was still dripping from his dick to the floor. He tossed me my phone. “You’ve just been fucked by three different guys. Old guys. Fat guys. You can see it all in the video. I can tell you all three were positive or have AIDS. And who knows what other diseases they have given you.” “But I only did it because you asked me to.” I whined. “Yeah? And I promised that you were going to really be fucked tonight. And now you are. Fucked for life. But look on the bright side. Now that you know what kind of pervert you are, you can be a bit nicer to the old guys here, huh? Yeah. I saw that earlier. You were rude to these guys. They’re just here for the same thing you are. To get some cock. Or some ass. They aren’t here to get treated like crap by guys like you. Well. Like the guy you used to be, right? Because that guy is gone. Corrupted. Remade. Into a POZ pussyboy who will open his ass to anyone for a bit of cum.” He smiled down at me. It was not a friendly smile. But it was still beautiful on him. “So, no. I won’t be fucking you. But tell you what. You can eat my cum off the floor.” I just stared up at him. “You heard me. Clean it up.” He was right. Whoever I had been when I walked in the door was gone. I lowered my head to the floor and my tongue began scooping up the drops of his cum. I wondered how many loads had been shot on this bathhouse floor. How long since it had really been cleaned. And that just made me lick the floor more eagerly. “Yeah.” Mario said. “I thought so.” He turned to the gaunt man. “See you next weekend, Barry.” And then my Italian stud was gone. I was still licking the cum off the floor when the next man moved behind me. His dick pushed into my gaping hole easily. No resistance. I glanced back at the man who had slipped into my ass. He had to be in his sixties at least: old, wrinkled, bald. And there was a line of men waiting. Old men. Fat men. Diseased men. “Damn, Barry, his ass is loose.” The old man called to the gaunt man who was still in the room, watching me. “You really broke this one in.” He was right. i could barely feel his dick sliding in and out of my wrecked hole. He ended up pulling out and jacking himself off over my hole. When he was ready, he slipped the tip back inside me and shot his load. He pulled out and wrapped his towel around his waist. Then something landed next to my head. I picked it up. A $5 bill. “That’s about what your gaping ass is worth now, whore.” The old man said. “And I’m being generous.” And another man took his place. —- Epilogue: That’s how it all started. A few months ago. Just got back from the doctor’s office. Had the “flu” about a month after that night in the bathhouse. So I knew what to expect. But still took me awhile to get the courage to go. So, yeah, I’m positive. Picked up a few other STD’s as well. The doctor asked me who my sexual partners had been. I lied and said I had hooked up with someone when I was out of town and was careless. No names I could give him for previous sexual partners. He didn't believe me but didn't push it either. My life has indeed changed. For the better? For the worse? Who the hell cares. I'm having a blast. I’ve been going back to the bathhouse at least 2 or 3 nights a week. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been fucked there now. I like hanging out in that dark maze. Not able to see who is breeding me. Just taking load after load. When I'm lucky, though, I see Barry and he pummels my ass. I can take his cock so much easier now. He says he wants to make sure his toxic seed takes. And then he will own my ass. I can't wait to tell him he does. I see Mario a lot as well. He always gives me a smile, especially when he sees me with my ass in the air taking any load. He’s never let me suck him again and never fucked me. I guess I understand. But there’s always hope, right? - END -

We had been texting back and forth for awhile. "I really want this to finally happen," the other guy wrote, adding "I'm really nervous though. Will you be gentle with me?" "Of course I will," I answered, writing "I want to load you with my cum. I wanna give you daddy DNA." I have been chatting with this 20 something year old for almost a year. We live in the same state but he is in the southern part and I'm more north. It had been really hard to envision a hook up, but then he texted me saying he would be in my area for a couple days because of a work meeting and he had a hotel room in my town. I was finally going to pound and breed this 'boy'. When he arrived in town he sent a text message announcing as much. We arranged a time to meet so we could fuck. He said he was nervous but really turned on. He wanted Dad DNA inside his ass. I'm an average guy with an average cock, but I love to fuck and breed man hole. It is my passion. I'm lucky I can cum several times and love loading a hole until my balls were empty. I show up to his hotel at the scheduled time. He tells me his room number and I'm there in a minute. He opens the door and is partially naked. No shirt, barefoot and a small pair of shorts. He is tall about 6' dark hair and eyes. Sexy with a bit of hair on his chest. He invites me in with a great smile. We chat a bit. He is shaking a bit from being nervous. I tell him there is nothing to fear. It is all good. I start to undress. He is on the bed watching me. Licking his lips. I'm hard already and drop my pants. He leans over and sucks me. Licking and sucking my cock. It feels so good. I stroke his hair and whisper my approval. "Good boy" "you're doing a great job. why don't you pull down those shorts." He does. I join him on the bed. He is sucking me licking me. Making me drip. I pull him off my cock and we kiss. Deep. Moaning and groaning. It feels so good. He is getting hornier by the minute. He is licking my nipples. He has perfect nipples. I bend down and suck them gently flicking my tongue back and forth. His cock responds. He is no longer nervous. He is in heat. "Please fuck my hole dad" he whispers. I play with his ass. It is wet and waiting for my cock. My cock is swelling and ready. I am wet from his spit. My cock probes his hole and enters. There is a huge sigh from him. "OMG yes yes yes please fuck me daddy." I am pounding him and he is moaning. I try holding back but can't. Too soon, I shoot a big load inside. He says he can feel the warmth and loves it. I keep fucking that hot hole. Slowly at first and as my dick gets harder and harder I go faster and harder inside him. In a flash I'm sending more juice into his hole. Bathed in sweat, I roll off him and take a break.. We are spooning and I'm grinding my cock against his ass. My cock finds its way to his wet hole. I'm inside again as he is moaning and so am I..it feels so good. I am pounding him. We change positions and I'm on top his legs and feet on my shoulders. We switch to doggie and I'm holding on to his hips and slamming into him. I unleash another load. It feels so good shooting out of my balls and into his ass nice and deep. We fuck again shortly after and after 3 hours of sex I have given him 4 loads total. We are wiped out. He is smiling and thanking me. I thank him, get dressed and leave.. I get a text message a couple hours later. "I loved it dad. I even took a nap after. I hope to be back in town next month and want to see you again." Yes of course you can I text with a smile. What a good "son".

Here you go: A thread from a couple of years ago. Multiple guys reporting that they have taken lots of anonymous or known positive loads on PrEP and stayed negative. I would count myself among them. I have made multiple trips to backrooms and bathhouses since starting PrEP. I never discuss status unless the other guy brings it up. I have taken dozens of anonymous loads and am still negative.

Me too, I also become a total sub, love a verbal top who fucks me real good and tells me how much he likes my asshole, don't care what he calls it as long as he says he loves fucking it, and then there are those, mainly black boys and men, who tell me about the babies they are making in me, love that too, cause I always wanted to have a vagina since my first daddy turned me into a fem boy.

Part 45 　 As Randy's cock slipped out of my cum filled hole, I could feel it run out of me and down my back. Highly toxic cum and some running down across my own cock and dripping off of it and into my mouth. I was completely satiated and could hardly move. He finally got up from between my legs and I let them down slowly so as not to lose any more than had already run out. I loved the full feeling of so much cum in my hole. It was just fantastic. Like usual though, as soon as the glow stopped, my doubts returned about what I was doing. It felt so great during, but after I just could not get around the fact that I was full of HIV cum. No known cure! What the hell was I doing? I should have stopped after the very first time I found out, but the feelings were so powerful that I seemed to want more and more cock in me and more and more cum. My mind was just completely befuddled by what I was doing. As I was thinking, I realized that at some point some more guys had arrived. There seemed to be a good 14 or 15 guys, all naked, and all fucking like crazy. It was almost wall to wall steamy sex. Where had they come from and when? WOW, I must have really been into the last couple of fucks to not notice till now. What a scene. I sat there for a bit and then got up and headed for the back door. I had to get out for a while, fresh air and some quiet time to think this through more. I couldn't think in there as all that came to mind around all that sex was getting more in my hole. I needed some space to figure out what the hell I was doing and what to do. I glanced at the clock and it was close to 3 in the morning now. The time was flying by and I had to decide what I was and what to do. Sunday morning and I had no idea what I was doing or going to do. I just knew time was running out on my decision.

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.

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.

Last night I was out at a bar and started talking to these two guys while trying to order a drink. They were visiting from the Netherlands for some work convention. Both guys were tall, brownish blonde hair and toned. At around midnight, they asked if I wanted to come back to their hotel and hangout some more. I said yes and we went to the hotel. In their room, we drank some more and smoked some weed before they started to feel me up and we started to make out. Both guys were pretty aggressive and i was immediately shoved to my knees. They took their cocks out and I began to rotate between sucking them, soaking up all their precum. After about 20 minutes of this, one of the guys moved behind me and start rubbing my hole with his dick. He grabbed some lube and started working a finger inside of me. He probably could tell I wanted it when I started to push back on his fingers because he quickly pulled them out and started rubbing his dick on my hole again. I could feel my hole opening and the head of his cock sliding in from the lube and precum. He asked me if I wanted him to keep going, I assume he was testing to see if I would let him fuck me raw because I told him to keep going. Both guys said something to each other in Dutch and he kept pushing into me. The guy in front of me slowed pumping his cock down my throat and held some poppers under my nose and the guys behind me was inside me up to his balls. He started fucking me in steady pace, pulling out almost the way with each thrust. With more poppers I was moaning and leaking precum like crazy. The guy in front my held my face as he was gagging me on his 8 inch cock. I lost track of time and it felt like hours the guy behind was pounding at my ass. He started to pick up the pace and said he was going to cum. I managed to shout out a “give it to me!” and he pushed me down on the bed and slammed into my ass. I could feel what felt like 4-5 ropes of cum shooting inside my hole. He lay on top of me for a second and then without pulling out, started to fuck me again. He did this for a few minutes more before the other guy asked for his turn. They swapped positions and the other guys started to fuck me on my back. The first guy held my hands above my head and he rubbed his cummy dick all over my face. The second guys was a lot faster in his pace and I could feel his cock pushing cum deep inside me. It wasn’t long before he was moaning and shouting things in Dutch at me and he started to shoot his load inside me. He pulled out and cum started to leak out of my ass. The first guy came back over and slide his dick back inside me, using all that cum for lube. They traded me back and forth again until they each blew another load inside of me. Eventually, awe passed out on the bed. When I woke up, the second guy pulled me into the shower and fucked one last time up against the glass while the first guy filmed it on his phone. They both came inside me one last time before they sent me on my way. It was so hot and I had cum leaking out of my ass the entire Uber ride home.

I hopped up into the sling and maneuvered into position. I knew I had no choice now really. If I didn’t, these guys would’ve certainly made sure I was comfortable enough for them at least. “Strap him in.” Bloody hell. Steve took on a master of ceremonies tone to those within earshot. Almost to alert anyone else lurking about the sauna. “Gentlemen! We have an unexpected new recruit among our number this evening. Greg and I have already dosed Dan here with a couple of loads. So it’s over now to you, the panel so-to-speak, to help out with round two of the hiring process.” A shiver ran down my spine. “Brian, here, our most recent successful acquisition. I propose you begin proceedings!” Brian wasted no time, his fingers slipping into my now cummy hole, and his cock following immediately afterward. Jeez. I may have been new to the scene, but I was somewhat surprised how quickly I was acclamated to poz play. Brian was quite a vigorous lover, and I have the feeling his bollocks had been boiling after having been in the sling for god knows how long before I made my appearance. He piston-fucked me like some ravenous animal. I had no choice but to cave in as Greg shoved poppers under my nose again and causing me to groan increasingly loudly, honestly oblivious to the fact that I was strapped down in a sling, surrounded by poz men, all of whom were beating his cocks - hard, all awaiting his turn on me. A couple of guys, in fact, doused me with a load of piss. Before that night I’d been strictly one-on-one, but in the last hour I’d been fucked by three men. I didn't know how many more there will be or how long this would last. I was a lamb being led to slaughter. An offering. Undergoing recruitment. The final rewiring of my brain had seemingly kicked in. Fuck… yeah.

Wow, that was more popular than I expected. Sorry I've been slow to get back, been busy as fuck with work. That being said, I got more for you guys. Enjoy. +++ I was still in a bit of a daze, trying to process everything that had just happened in the short span of a few minutes. Even now, with my dad's HIV-positive cum dripping out of my hole, I couldn't believe it, almost as if I was in the middle of a dream. My dad's hand slapping across my thigh jerked me out of it promptly enough, though, and I shakily turned over onto all fours, my limbs feeling weak under me. His hand came and hooked under my hips, tugging me backward toward him until I was a bit higher, my sore hole presented to him. He licked his lips, reaching for his phone and grabbing it. Under me, I could see my shadow suddenly pronounced, the light of his camera brightly illuminating behind me. I could feel his cock at my hole again, the head teasingly prodding at my abused pucker, then the sound of the camera snapping. Chuckling, he sent the photo off, then tossed the phone aside. Both hands went back to my hips, and with a sigh, he tugged me backward against him, his shaft sinking into my hole with a burning ache. "That's it, slide down on it, Mason," he growled, his hands gripping my midsection tightly as his hips thrust forward. The base of his cock was thick and throbbed hard as he pressed it into me, those hairy, heavy balls pressed hard against my hole. Still pressing in deep, he began to turn his hips around ever so slightly, grinding his cock around in me and pushing at the walls of my ass in every direction. Sliding back out, I could feel my hole being pulled out with him, every veiny inch tugging at my ring and making me shudder. He was no easy fuck by any measure, but at least now with a load in, it seemed to have an easier time than it did before. That wasn't to say it didn't hurt, though; I could still feel the sting with every thrust as his cum worked into my beat up hole. "Now that your cunt is nice and wet, I can take my time, enjoy it..." he groaned, slowly working his cock in and out. I could feel it, every inch of it, sliding in to me, a sick wet noise coming out every time his hips mashed up against my ass again. One hand went up from my waist to my neck, pushing it down and angling me so that my ass was up in the air, the perfect angle for him to drill in deep. One leg came up beside me, his foot planted not far from my head as he began to really, really rut me. The weight of him seemed to be pushing right into my ass, slapping roughly. His breath was heavy, clearly working to ram as hard as he could into me. The entire bed shook along with it, roughly battering against the wall. I couldn't help the small grunts that left me with his thrusts, his size making it impossible to stay quiet. Mitch had never been this rough with me, not to mention as big. It was no doubt too much for me, but my dad didn't care much. As my head was sideways on the bed, I could see him on top of me, a smiled spread wide across his face. Sweat was coating his body in a sheen, dripping through the hair and filling the room with his pungent, musky smell. My eyes were inevitably drawn to the tattoo again, watching it shift as his abs flexed with his movements. He looked down and saw me eying it, then chuckled to himself. "Like it, boy?" he said, grinning wider when he saw me look away. "Maybe we'll get you one, too... Put it right on your cunt, that way everyone knows what it's for," he said, closing his eyes and relishing the idea. As he did it, I could feel the head of his cock grinding over my prostate, my entire body twitching in response to it. He leered at me as he did it, then began to grind it over and over, watching me squirm under him. Even with the burning, I could feel my cock drooling down onto the bed. "Something tells me you're gonna love it, slut," he jeered at me as he jabbed forward over and over, pummeling my prostate until I couldn't help but cry and whimper out in time with it. "There you go, let it out. Daddy's got more to give you..." He stopped talking then, instead focusing on my fucking me literally senseless. It was too big, filling me up beyond what I could handle, but he didn't care, instead mashing my prostate repeatedly with frenzied strokes. His breaths came out in grunts and snarls, and before I knew what was going on, his foot was down on my face, pushing it into the bed as he snarled, ramming in as deep as he could. I thought he was going to cum soon, but he seemed to have other plans, sustaining the brutal rutting for a few minutes, his sweat dripping down onto my back and shoulders, his scent covering me outside like his load covered me within. Some of his cum dripped down my balls, a good bit of it squelching about and coating my ass and the hair around his groin. In the midst of the lewd, wet noises, I could hear his phone buzzing, and finally, he slowed down for a brief moment to reach down over and pick his phone up. His foot left my face then, and I got a chance to breathe for a bit while he paid attention to his phone. He put it up to his ear, only slowing down his thrusts as he said, "You're here? Yeah. No, go on ahead. The door's unlocked. We're upstairs." He hung up, and soon after, heavy footfalls began to make their way up the stairs. When they reached my room, the door opened to reveal what I could only guess was a trucker, from the look of it. He was a big bear of a man, his belly big and round unlike my dad's more muscular, dense tone. He was dressed in a leather jacket, an oil-stained pair of jeans, and a confederate flag cap. He stood a good foot taller than my dad, and as he came in, I could feel my heart race at the knowledge of what he was here for. Even now, I could see the sizable swell of his bulge in the front of his jeans. "This your new cunt?" "Sure is. This is Mason... I think I told you about him," he said with a devious grin. For his part, the newcomer seemed surprised. "Mason, say hello to my buddy Jack. Y'all are gonna get to know each other real well," he said, not missing a beat as he continued to thrust away. Jack seemed the opposite; clearly, my dad hadn't told him who it was that he'd found to stick his cock into. "Jesus, Connor, you're pozzing your own son?" for a moment, I took his incredulity to be disapproval, but he then whistled, shaking his head and reaching down to rub at his bulge. "Sure am. Caught him with his legs up like a whore, so..." he trailed off, chuckling. Jack grinned back, shaking his head. He was loving it, standing there and watching as my dad fucked away. The intensity picked back up and soon I was grunting again, my hands grasping at the sheets while I slammed forward over and over again. Jack came forward to the bed, his denim-covered groin right in front of me. He smelled of tobacco and sweat, the outline of his cock visible through the jeans. It was monstrous, even bigger than my dad's. "You know, we call Jack here Jack the Ripper, on account of his cock having a knack for tearing up a cunt when he uses it," my dad said, and I had no trouble believing him. If my dad was a tough fit, it was impossible to imagine that massive thing entering me. He began to undo his belt, the buckle loosening around his midsection and the jeans sliding down. His belly hung down over some, but even then, I could see the fat, uncut cock hanging down from it, a piercing peeking out from the foreskin. It wasn't fully hard yet, but it looked to be at least 7 inches already. "Get your mouth on it, boy." Jack was all too happy to help, reaching down with a hand to run his fingers through my hair, gripping it some and bringing my face to the base of his cock. His scent was strong there, like salt and maleness, and I could feel his cock throb against my face, grinding against it as my mouth got a taste of his balls. He held me there, forcibly burying my face in his dense pubic hair against him. After a few moments, he pulled me up, giving me only a moment to pause before the tip was at my lips, the piercing pressing in between them and making its way in as his shaft stretched my jaws open. It was a cramped fit, and the sensation of that piercing rubbing into the back of my throat wasn't helping. Jack wasn't one to care, though; every time I tried to pull back off of his cock, his hand would hold me steady, forcing me further back down instead of letting me up for air. I could feel tears in my eyes as I fought not to retch, barely keeping my stomach down before that glistening length was popped out, dripping with spittle and precum and positively huge. At full length, he was about eleven inches, the base of it looking about as thick as my wrist. Behind me, I heard my dad laugh. "I felt that... You're tightening up your cunt just thinking about it, aren't you?" It was impossible not to, and I suddenly found myself glad that my dad was still fucking me, ironically enough. The longer he fucked me, the longer I had before Jack had his turn. Almost as if reading my mind, my dad began to pick up the pace, snarling as he pounded away. "Stuff his throat again, Jack. I want him to squeeze it out..." Jack nodded, grabbing my head in his massive paw of a hand and pushing me down on his cock again, my face soon buried under his belly as his cock fucked deep into my throat, the front of my neck bulging out obscenely with it. I tugged away, desperate for air, and I could feel my hole clench around my dad's cock, a hiss coming from between his teeth as he hunched over me, his sweaty belly on my back, chest on my shoulders, breath hot on my ear. With a low grunt, he slammed in deep, his cock flexing and spewing another load into me. His weight went slack, relaxing as pulse after pulse of cum was deposited inside me. Jack finally let me off of his cock, thick strands of spittle connecting from my lips to it. "Turn 'im around,'" he grunted, and after a moment, my dad picked himself up off of me, my back wet with his sweat, then pulled his cock out of me with a tug. His cock popped out of me and I gasped, feeling the warm cum leaking out of me and the emptiness left without his cock inside me. I didn't have much time to ponder or savor it, though, as they both maneuvered me around roughly, making me turn around onto my back so that my hole was at the edge of the bed. At that point, I could see Jack above me, a cigar between his lips. He brought a lighter to the tip, holding it there till it was well-lit and glowing orange. Putting the lighter away, he stepped forward, one hand pulling his cock up then letting it slap down against mine on the bed. It was almost comical how his cock dwarfed mine, and I could tell already that it was going to be a painful fit given how heavily it lay against me. That was all the reprieve I got, though. Jack soon pulled his hips back some, that cock sliding down my balls until the piercing was pressed up into my crack. I could feel the metal pressing against my open pucker, and as I began to fidget, my dad's hands came down on my arms, pinning them down and holding me in place. "Now, now, boy, don't be rude." "Dad, please, he's too big, there's no way he's gonna fit," I begged, too terrified of that cock to worry about the fact that I was being disobedient. "Aw, hell, boy, that's what they all say," Jack said, chuckling to himself as he pushed his cock into me, no warning or preparation. I simply felt the metal pushing past my pucker, then the fat head soon following. Given how my dad had been fucking me, it wasn't too terrible of an entry, but his cock soon filled out, and I could feel my hole being stretched once more. The burn returned, soon replaced by the sharp pain of my hole being opened beyond what it was supposed to. It relentlessly pushed forward even as my hole desperately tried to push it out. "There you go... I can feel your pussy milking me, baby... Gonna knock you up with my strain too...." he said, sighing and letting smoke stream out. He wasn't even fully into me, but I already felt like I was being split in two. Before long, he seemed to hit a wall, my hole stubbornly refusing to give despite his rough jabs. He seemed annoyed by this, then reached into one of his pockets. "Sniff." He held a bottle of poppers to my nose. I knew what they were of course and I gladly obeyed, bringing my head forward a bit to put my nose at the edge and inhaled deeply. They were new and strong, and I immediately felt the rush going through me and the pain in my hole lessen. "Again." Another few hits, each time getting me more giddy than before. By the time he was done, I felt weak, the burn in my hole almost feeling distant. Jack seemed satisfied, and with a rough thrust, I felt him break in deep, his shaft sliding in the remaining few inches with relatively little difficulty. I couldn't believe the fact that he was in me... Entirely in me. I looked down, almost expecting to see a bulge in my stomach where I could feel his cock pulsing in me, as if deep in my core. I let head fall back then, almost delirious. This couldn't be happening, could it? My dad seemed to take advantage of the opportunity to straddle my face then, covering up my view of Jack. "How about you clean off daddy's cock, hm?" He said, pushing his shaft in between my lips and sliding the cum-slick length down into it. It didn't taste too bad, though I could still taste a hint of metal in it from the way he'd torn me up. No doubt Jack was only making it worse, especially as he began to pull his shaft out of me. I could feel his piercing dragging out inside of me, the sensation making me groan around my dad's cock as it hauled back and forth in me. I felt like I was being punched in the gut over and over, being stuffed so utterly again and again. "Fuck, I ain't gonna last long at this rate," Jack said to himself with a chuckle, and I could see my dad grinning above me. If I wasn't mistaken, I'd almost say he looked proud. "Yeah, I really scored with this one, didn't I?"

Favorite things tops have said to me: Before starting: "Spread." "You want me to shoot my babies inside you?" While cumming in me: "Damn right, I'm coming in you." "Take it, you fucking whore." Right afterward: "That oughta hold you for a day or two." "Damn, that's going to get you knocked up." "Well, you wanted me to make a mess in you... told you I cum a lot."

I don't really write that often (or ever before, to be specific), so let me know what you guys think. +++ I probably should've been more careful. I've lived with my uncle for a while now, having moved there when my dad was sent off to prison. My mom had died not long after I was born, which left me being sent to the closest relatives I had. Turned out that was my uncle Eric. He was a good guy, but these days, he was pretty busy. The auto shop he worked at had acquired a contract with a major local rental company and handled most of their repairs. Today, like most days, he was off working at the shop, probably late into the evening. I was used to that. What I wasn't used to was having dad back home. When I was a kid a ten year sentence sounded like an eternity. In reality, time passes quickly, and he's been nothing but an absolute dick since he'd gotten out. Eric had tried to get him a job at the shop, but that quickly went south, since dad didn't take kindly to being ordered around. Prison hadn't done him any favors in that department, and my uncle said he was a surly bastard before that. I don't remember too much of him from before, really, but he sure as hell hadn't gotten nicer. Seeing as Eric was gone all day as usual, I guess I'd assumed dad would be out, too. He was supposed to be headed to follow up on a few job opportunities today, and Eric had dropped him off in town in the morning. I had stayed home, as usual, and when the gardener had come around during mid-day, we did our usual thing. Mitch was the first (and only) guy I'd fucked. He'd been my uncle's gardener for years, and given all the work he did around the house, he had a muscular, rugged frame. He was a local guy, about fifteen or so years older than me. There were more days than I could count where I'd spent the afternoon sitting at the window, watching him haul his sweaty shirt off his body to reveal that bearish physique, hairy body dripping with sweat. I was a teenager the first time he caught me trying to get a peek at his dick, and after pleading with him not to tell my uncle Eric, I managed to convince him to let me have a good look. A good look turned into a blow job (which apparently, I was a natural at), and before long, we had a steady routine with him going out, doing the yard work, then coming inside and stripping down, lowing his hairy, beefy body on top of me to fuck my face and throat. Admittedly, that was easier said than done; he had a meaty seven inch cock, and it had taken some getting used to when he'd thrust it down my throat in the throes of a good skullfuck. Of course, it didn't take too long for him to go further south and have a go at my hole. That truly had been an undertaking, but once he was balls deep in me, I couldn't get enough of it. We only got worse then, even getting me to convince my uncle that the yard needed more upkeep. Every time he came over now, he spent more time pounding me than out in the yard. That's what we were up to today, with him up on top of me, groaning with delight. "Jesus, Mason, I can feel your pussy pulling me in," he panted, sweat dripping down from his brow onto my chest. I could feel the entire bed rocking with his thrusts, my body bouncing back and forth with it as well. I kept an ear out for the sound of my uncle's bike pulling up, as that was usually our cue to pack up and get decent, though at this point in the day, I figured there was little chance that would happen. Imagine my surprise, then, when the sensation of Mitch's shaft pumping in and out of me was interrupted by the sound of the door slamming open. Mitch fell off of me in a surprised heap, and behind him was my dad, his face looking bewildered. I wasn't really sure how to react; after all, I was naked, with my hole exposed right then and there. "The FUCK is this, boy?" his voice snarled out, and I could hear Mitch scrambling to his feet, stuttering as he gathered up his clothes. He didn't even take the condom off before pulling his underwear on. For his part, my dad glanced over at him, scoffed a bit, then turned back to me, ignoring the other man in the room while he stared me down. "You got me out looking for jobs when apparently we've a perfectly good whore on our hands right here," he said, and I found myself stammering, not even sure how to respond. Mitch was bright red, his clothes barely hanging on as he bolted out of the door. I could hear the door slam downstairs, my heart racing as dad stood there, leering. "Well? Anything to say?" "D-Dad, I swear, it's not like that," I stammer, and he leers at me, grinning now. "Well, I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be now," he says, latching the door shut. I made a move to get off the bed, but he quickly shouted, "Stay right as you are, boy. I didn't tell you to get dressed." I froze, my heart hammering away. I could smell the booze on him from here; clearly, he'd gone out and gotten drunk instead of going to get a job as he'd said. He made his way over to the bed, shrugging off his coat as he did. "I'm gonna see about getting in touch with a couple of my buddies to find some men looking for some tight pussy to fuck. You're gonna do what they ask, they're gonna pay me, and that's that. You understand?" "Dad, I --" I started, but the look he gave me was enough to convince me otherwise. I could see his jaw twitch, and I paled, for once wishing my uncle would get home early. Dad seemed satisfied by my silence, then continued. "On that note, it's been too damn long since I got a chance to breed some hole. Given that you're all ready to go, I'm gonna be your first John," he said, then reached down to pull off his shirt. I had avoided him since he'd gotten back, and so I had yet to see what he looked like shirtless. His torso was covered in varous tattoos, some of them there from when I was a kid, but others entirely new. The one that stood out the most was the one right above his groin: a biohazard symbol, much cleaner and newer than the ones around it. I was no fool; I knew exactly what that meant. Apparently, the look on my face said it too, as a predatory grin spread across dad's face once he looked up from taking his jeans off. "Looks like I don't need to explain the next part." Now fully naked, I found myself trying to crawl away from him, his massive form dwarfing mine. I'd inherited his beefy build, sure, but given how much younger I was and the fact that he'd been lifting weights longer than I'd been alive, he was an absolute beast of a bear, barrel-chested with a beefy gut and thick limbs. I felt one hand reach and grab at my leg while the other pinned me down, the weight seeming impossibly huge as I felt him force my leg up to my chest. "It's gonna hurt, boy, but you might as well start getting used to it," he said, roughly folding me up with his weight as his hand slammed down over my lips, muffling my protests. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, the terrible reality of the situation setting in. I struggled, but all I could really do was wriggle around under him, flexing and whimpering helplessly. Meanwhile, I could feel his hairy body rubbing against me, his cock slapping up against my beefy ass. I could feel it pulsing, growing thicker with every second. He rubbed it back and forth down my crack, sighing some as he threw his head back. "Can't wait to hear what the guys say when I tell them I've found a pussy for us to use," he said, and even as I struggled, he moved his hardening shaft back, letting it slide downward until the head was right at the still-open entrance to my hole. There was no warning, no preparation. He didn't even lube it up before pushing forward and sliding into me. Luckily for me, Mitch had lubed up before fucking me, but even then, given how much bigger my dad was, it was impossible not to cry out into his hand, my hole burning. "Holy shit, that's tight," he chuckled, whistling a bit to himself. I could see him grinning even with the tears blurring my vision, and as my hole tightened in protest, he increased the pressure, forcing it deeper and deeper, splitting me in two. I gasped out in agony, his hand only tightening. When that hairy groin finally pressed up against my ass, I felt like he was punching me in the gut with it, my belly aching from the feeling of it pressing in. He held it there for a brief moment, savoring the first hole he'd fucked in months. "See, there you go, relax," he said, chuckling to himself. It still hurt like hell, but indeed, now that he had no more cock to force in me, my body was forced to adjust, slowly relaxing around his thick girth. He pulled back, the burning coming back some, though not nearly as horribly as the pain of him forcing in. Still, it was by no means pleasant as he rammed back and forth into me. my hole losing the bit of relaxation it had attained before. The bed rocked loudly, his hips slapping against mine as he bore down on me from above, his face looming over mine, sneering as he ruthlessly thrusted away. "That's right, slut, you know what's coming to you, you know what this means..." He chuckled to himself, closing his eyes and enjoying my hole. "I've knocked up every bitch I've ever fucked, Mason, and now I'm gonna knock you up, too," he grunted, then panted out in erratic, short bursts, his thrusts growing frenzied and brutal. I could feel my hole get wet, stinging now, and with a snarl, he rammed his cock in deep. I knew he was cumming, and I could do little more than whimper in response. After what felt like a few minutes, he pulled his cock out of me, still panting. My hole ached, though I was glad it was seemingly over with, as his hand left my mouth. I remained limp underneath him, resigned to it now that his load was oozing out of my ass. What was the point? I knew what that tattoo meant, and what was no doubt in store for me next. Even as he rolled over onto the bed beside me, reaching down beside it to fish his phone out of his pants, I remained there, a bit scared to even try getting up without permission. Dad looked through his phone for a bit, then grinned, putting it aside. "Alright, cunt, my friend will be here in a bit... Now, turn around and get on all fours. You're ready for your second dose of daddy's venom..."

Sold Health (Part 01) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** “Hey… need a hole to fuck – only 50 Dollars and you can fuck mine” the twink whispered to me. I knew, there would be young hustlers in this part of the park at night. Most of them were addicts. They were shadows of human beings. This one was not finished yet. He was still good looking, but his youth was vanishing. His eyes seemed clouded and he slurred the words. “You got a place to go?” I asked. “There are many deserted areas here. We can find a place easily…” he answered. “Nah… I am looking for a guy to fuck him in his bed” I said shortly and turned around to leave. “Wait… wait… let’s say 30 Dollars and you can fuck me here… what do you say?” he begged. “What do you say, if I give you 100 Dollars for your mouth and a bit of your time?” I replied. “Okay. But my flat is not so… tidy.” he said. “I didn’t expect it to be. It will be enough if you are on your knees and suck my dick there… and maybe some other stuff.” I answered. We left the park and walked through deserted streets. It was way after midnight and the good people were all asleep. We walked without talking. The guy was always two steps ahead and I followed him. I watched his ass move and this made me quite horny. His body was shaking from time to time. Obviously he needed money for his next fix. It was such a shame. He had been a good looking lad once. Don’t get me wrong. He was still doing ok. I have seen worse looking boys. It would be a pleasure to use this one. We stopped at a run down house in some part of the city. The lad tried to open the first door to the hall with his key, but he was shaking so much, that it took him a while to open the entrance. I didn’t touch him… Not yet. I just watched his petite frame. He would have been a cute guy, with his blonde hair and his cute little ass, but he chose the wrong path one day in his life and now he was rushing downhill, with no one able to stop him. “Sorry… I am a bit shaky” he apologized. “Take your time…” I answered with my low voice. I followed him to the second floor and again he had to complete the impossible task, to open the door with his key in a calm fashion. When he finally managed to unlock the door to his flat, he opened the door and he stumbled into his own one room apartment. I stood outside and waited. After a second he came back and looked at me questioningly. “Don’t you want to welcome me?” I asked. “Yeah sure… come in” he said. “No I mean… welcome me, with your mouth - outside of your flat.” I insisted. “Dude… I live here. The people around here know my girlfriend.” he whispered desperately. I stood there calmly and simply looked into his eyes. “Oh damnit…” he cursed. He walked outside into the hall and crouched before me. With trembling hands he tried to open my jeans. It was hilarious how much time he needed to set my cock free. And still it was cute, how bad he needed the money, that he even serviced a John out here in the open, just to get cash for his drugs. My cock hardened already, because of the massage his fingers gave to me, simply by opening my pants. Finally he grabbed inside of my cage and freed my hardening cock. I pressed the button for the floor light. The twink flinched. “Man… please… don’t…” he whined. “Open your mouth and suck!” I ordered him loudly. For the first time I saw his face in a bright light. The lad seemed to be broken already. His face showed the story of his decline. He was working for one thing only and that was his drug. It didn’t matter what kind of substance he abused. The drug ruled his life. His blue eyes looked up to me, while he sucked my cock deep into his throat. He had this pleading look. He wanted me to give him the sign, that we could move into his apartment to finish this job. I nodded at him. Thankfully he smiled at me and crawled backwards into his one room flat. I followed him inside his home. Home sweet home… The whore wanted to get up and close the apartment door. “Stay on your knees dog.” I simply ordered and closed the door myself. “What…?” he asked. “You understood me. Stay where you belong… on your knees.” I pushed the light switch but the room stayed dark. “No light?” I asked. “I didn’t have the money to pay it. I guess they shut down the electricity.” the boy mumbled. On his knees he scurried through the room and lit some candles. “How romantic…” I said ironically. “Can I have my money first? Then I will finish sucking you.” he asked with a broken voice. I interrupted stroking my dick and gave him the 100 Dollars. “Who are these people on those pictures?” I asked and pointed to some photographs on a cupboard.” “That’s none of your business I guess. I will suck your dick…” he argumented. “I paid for that AND your time faggot” I rebuked. The teen moved closer and watched at those pictures. “My parents… and that’s me one year ago. When I turned 18.” he sighed. “That was you? One year ago? May I say it, you look shit today” I replied coldly. “I know. I have changed a bit, but I am still handsome… at least my girlfriend tells me so” the boy mumbled. “You changed a bit?” I laughed. “You’re girlfriend… *chuckles” “Is she a whore too?” I asked him. “Huh?” “Is your girlfriend also a whore like you?!” I repeated the question. “She does what she has to do” he answered. I turned to him and fed him some cock. I like my boys to keep their heads still. It is my job to move and so I held him by his ears and shoved my cock deep into his throat. “Open up” I ordered. “Would it be okay if I would piss into you?” “Ho… mu….” he inarticulated. “What?” I pulled my cock out of his mouth. “How much… can I get for it?” he asked. “So you would drink it. You would be my urinal, for my stinking piss. It just has a tag on it” I chuckled. I will give you another 100 Dollars just to piss. But I won’t use your mouth bitch. What about your bed? Or could I simply piss into your closet… onto your clothes. He could see another 100 Dollar bill waving in front of his face. It took him a while, but then he grabbed for the money. “Easy cash… easy cash…” I repeated. After he accepted the other bill I turned around to the little cupboard and showered all the pictures with my yellow liquid. I laughed out loudly. “Saw that? I pissed on your family. I pissed on your girlfriend and I pissed on you… 18 years old handsome guy…” I grinned evilly. Then I stopped pissing and wandered around. I opened the closet and started another stream of my dark yellow colored piss. “This is okay… for you. Right? I'm allowed to piss on your clothes. Since your flat is a pigsty anyways…” I reassured myself. The guy held his money in his fist and nodded defeatedly. I walked to the fading beauty and crouched next to him. “Listen – you have already lost everything. Do you think you can make it – any time soon?” I asked him seriously. “Maybe… if I get some help. Maybe then I can start a new life” he whispered. I stood up and pushed my cock deeply into his mouth again and rocked softly in and out of his throat. “What would you say, if I tell you tonight… I will give you a great amount of money, if you are willing to gamble with your health…” I asked him softly. “*Hrmpf* I don’t understand…” he interrupted his sucking motions. “You know HIV and AIDS? Sure you know…” I grinned knowingly. “Are you clean…?” I asked him “I am carefully – sharing my needle and I don’t let guys fuck me without a condom” he said. “I got an HIV rapid antibody test with me. We could know within 20 Minutes, if you are infected or not” I told him. “And then…?” he didn’t know my intentions, but he accepted my cock again and suckled on it. “If you are negative… a friend of mine and I will pay you 10.000 Dollars to fuck you bareback. The only risk is, we are both not medicated AIDS Tops and highly contagious. Are you willing to take the risk?” I asked him. The lad was stunned. His eyes seemed to be empty, but I knew his thoughts were rotating around the money. He probably didn’t realize, but he was still sucking my infiltrating cock. “Think of all the things you can do with it. Pay your next fix. Move out to a better apartment with your girlfriend. Start a new life!” I reasoned with him. “You can keep the 200 Dollars and I will leave, if you decide that’s a risk, you don’t want to take” I withdrew my cock from him. “But if you are willing to get POZ fucked, we will pay you the money tonight. My buddy will have the cash on him. And there is still a chance, you won’t get infected. In that case you can keep the money of course…” I explained. “So? Do we have a Deal or No Deal?” I wanted to know.

I’d been drinking, and in my inebriated mind decided to walk home rather than wait for a night bus. After checking a couple of apps, I was feeling a bit horny even if I had no mind to do anything about it. It was then when I noticed the illuminated sign for the sauna. I’d passed it many times before and knew it had something of a reputation for its theme nights where one night it’s Daddies/ Bois or no towels or whatever. I decided that I would pop in for a bit, freshen up in the shower and maybe get sucked off. Job done. Once I’m buzzed in I realise that I’m actually doing this, and so check in for a towel, give reception my email for some reason for their mailing list, and head into the changing area, clumsily undress and then head into the main part of the sauna. After doing the rounds – and discovering there’s even a sling area, which stank of piss – I settled into a wood cabin that seemed fairly quiet bar the two older daddy types, mid-50s, looked like regulars but were in hot shape, gently feasting off each other’s bodies, teasing each zone and clearly been there a while. I settled down on a bench to the side and vaguely watched them. One of them reached over under my towel and put his hand on my stiffening cock and smiled “What have we here?” He leaned over further and began nibbling on my cock. Fuck. I hadn’t quite budgeted for this, but my horniness seemingly had me pinned to the spot as his mouth started to suck. His mate slid over and handed me some poppers. I felt obliged to really. It seemed rude not to. Although the minute I whiffed a few snorts my head felt like the wiring had come lose and all that now mattered was this hairy dad feeding on me. His mate leant into kiss me and again and suddenly I’d never wanted this stranger more. I felt the cocksucker’s fingers probe my hole, somewhat looking confused that it was dry and tight, but almost instantaneously the evidence of a sick grin replacing it. “Slow night brother?” It took me a moment to realise he was talking to me. “Uh… not really. Just a bit drunk and horny” I replied. “Hehe, nice. Drunk and horny on a PozBro night. I get you” “Wait, what? I thought that was Tuesdays...” “No mate. Been Thursdays for the last four months. Every other week we let in non-members and chasers” “Really? Ah okay. Bit of a mistake. I’ll leave you guys to it then” as I went to get up, the popper daddy pulled me backed into a kiss. I was beginning to feel strange, and realise these fuckers had me in their web. I could hear the door being locked and started to feel panicked “Not so fast bro… Hey Steve I think we’ve got ourselves a newbie!” I kept struggling as Steve pulled out the poppers again. Fuuuuck. What was in them? They were making me react the way they wanted. My body betraying my frantic mind. Half terrified, half horny. Jesus. I could only hope to get out of this alive. “I think you’re right Glen. Luckily for him we’re on a recruitment drive. I think we should showcase a few of the membership benefits while he’s here.” Glen was starting to tease my hole with his tongue. Oh boy, not felt anything like that before. I had begun to bliss out with the intoxication, feeling reasonably good despite the fact I was naked, horny, off my face in a locked room with two poz fuckers talking about recruiting me. Holy shit. I found myself turning my face to Steve’s cock. Man, what a fucking amazing poz tool, I thought. Thoughts that evaporated as I begun to suck down on it. Meanwhile Glen had been probing my hole, and I’d been slowly aware of letting him begin to probe me further. I wasn’t quite understanding my behavior, but everything felt so good and right and I figured I could risk this. They must be bluffing, I thought, there is no way someone would be so toxic that it would take immediately… That’s how I looked at it. Surely every guy doesn’t get pozzed instantly… That said, Glen was still pursuing my hole. I noticed him spit on his cock. I hoped there’d be lube but it was unlikely I was to get a smooth ride. These two fuckers know too much as it is. “That’s one tight hole there. Good thing you have us here to help you realise what a pleasure centre you can be. So much potential for you as a pozbro”. Oh fuck.

PART 1 It was approximately two months before high school graduation that this happened, which is to say it was about two weeks after I turned 18. Not that I looked 18. I was lucky if people thought I was 16. Although I was 5' 10”, I only weighed 155 pounds, and given my baby face and short brown hair, I didn’t look like a man - yet. But it was men I wanted, that’s for sure. I was 18 and I had a car. It was time. Sure there were gay guys at my school, but I wasn’t into guys my age. I liked guys older than me, guys around 40. Men with big man cocks and big manly cum-filled balls. That’s what turned me on. Now I just needed to find such a man who happened to like me. With that in mind, within days of my birthday, I had my first profile up on a gay hook-up site. Initially I received messages from young guys who were quite like me, or at most a few years older. One or two were tempting but I held out. Besides a few blowjobs back and forth ealrier in the year, I had no experience with men. But in my mind, I was always the one sucking cock and always the one offering up his hole. I was a bottom before I even knew what a bottom was. Then one day he messaged me. He was older, 43, and definitely a top. His pictures didn’t have his face but what it showed was amazing to me. He was 6 1” but thin at 165. His graying hair was cut very short. And then I saw his dick. Magnificent isnt even a strong enough word. The pictures showed a solid eight and a half inch cock, with a nice mushroom head and a thick slightly bending upward shaft. His big balls hung down. They looked massive. Now, my balls are a nice size and I cum tons when I shoot, but I figured a guy with giant balls such as this guy sported must cum buckets. I couldn't see his face, but honestly didn't care. This guy's body was my fantasy come to life. I read thru his profile. And then I saw it: HIV status - positive. Still, I wanted to read his message and at least say thanks for messaging me. Just looking at his pictures had me so hard. It was too bad he had hiv. I couldn’t risk that. So I clicked on the message. “I love your pics. You seem like a really hot young guy. That sexy body. And hot little butt! I saw you like older guys. Hot older Top men, guys that can show you things, take you to places you haven’t been yet and that your body doesn’t know it needs yet. I’ve helped young men like you before. I’d love to meet you. And I can tell by your profile you are gonna want to meet me. I have a huge cock that loves attention and I love showing a young guys hole the attention a boy hole needs. I have exactly what you need. Don’t waste time and message me back. I want you in my bedroom.” wow, he had me rock hard. I mean rock hard. And shaking a little. This was real. This hot as hell man wanted me. And badly, it seemed. I was so scared of the hiv thing but I stared at those pics and read his message again and I didn’t know what I would do but I would find a way to keep safe. I had to meet him. With very very nervous hands, i typed back. “You are really really hot. I’m a little scared about what we can do because i am not hiv positive, but I can’t help it, like I just want to meet you and see you face to face. Your cock is so amazing. I have a car, so I can meet almost anywhere but I love with my parents, so can’t have anyone here.” And I hit send. Within minutes, his reply came thru. “Come over now. We are both horny. My address is 710 elm lane, by the new high school. Can you be here soon? So ready to meet you and have uou here.” I replied within seconds. “Be there in 20 minutes.” I tried to make sure I looked ok and ran a brush thru my hair and went out the door before I could change my mind. What was I doing? But I told myself nothing has to happen unless I want it to. And he was so sexy. And that huge cock. I was hard the short drive over there. I parked on the street and made my way towards his house. It was dark, so that made it a little easier. It was my first time just going to a guys house to hook up. I was nervous as hell but my cock was leading me. I was so horny I almost couldn’t take it. I walked up to the porch and knocked softly. The door slowly opened and I was face to face with my internet friend. His body was more amazing in person. Clad in just underwear that bulged like crazy, he was all his profile said and more. Then I looked at his face and he looked at mine and both of us had a shock. It was Mr Johnson, my 11th grade history teacher. I was shocked and embarrassed he would now reject me and still so horny, maybe even more so now. Mr Johnson a gay Top! All of this shock and me standing in the doorway lasted maybe 3 seconds. And then he gestured for me to come in and I did. My cock was like steel and I was determined to go further, though I didn’t know where. I just knew two things: mr Johnson was my perfect gay man standing in front of me and I had to be carful and not forget he had hiv. I felt his hand on my lower back as he guided me inti the house. The sound of the door jarred me from my thoughts. This was happening. This was really happening.

Part 1 David was a 27 year old gay male. At 6’2”, 185 pounds of pure muscle, brown hair and been eyes he could easily get any guy to willing follow him into depravity. He was part of a group of guys that held monthly bareback parties where drugs were plenty available and the bottoms would be dripping cum. The group was started by one John Edward Rutherford, a 30 something trust fund baby so had nothing to do but spend money. He purchased a secluded 4bedroom house converting it into a party house. He had added a 12’ wall around the property with a pool and a retractable canvas cover. The group was always on the lookout for new bottoms. Most of the guys they brought in to bottom never really knew what they were getting themselves into when they were taken to a ‘party’. All that new was that they were going to a kick ass party. The group would show each new bottom of several factors and the member who brought the bottom with the highest score would win $500. David was pretty good at bringing a bottom that typically scored very well. He used take profile on Facebook where he played an 18 year old high school senior. The profile was set up as he was questioning his sexuality. He had ways of luring others into chats where they would open up. His latest target was Benjamin (he liked to be called Benji). Benji was a high school senior, barely turned 18. He professed to being a virgin. After a few days of chatting David knew it was time to push the line and work on Benji's thought process in order to get him in a position where he’ll be open to suggestions. Through the fake profile David told Benji how he had played around with his older brother and that they had sucked each other’s cocks. David waited to see Benji's response. They had chatted about sex already, or actually the lack of sex they were getting. Benji and how it felt sucking his brother’s dick. David made up the answer replying that at first it felt weird, but after he got into a good rhythm it strangely felt good, and when his brother finally came in his mouth he swallowed on instinct. Benji seemed to be getting into the chat more and opened up admitting to sucking his cousins cock a few years back and he too swallowed when his cousin shot his load into his mouth. David then asked if Benji ever thought about sucking cock again or if he thought he might be gay. Benji admitted he wasn’t sure if he’d try it again. He recalls that it sight feel all that weird, but he really wanted to fuck a chick. David figured he had him right where he wanted him and suggested they meet up at this 24 and under club this Friday night. They were always girls there to get and fuck. Benji agreed and David was going to be there to pounce. Although the club was 24 and under, David was able to get I the club. The bouncer was a member of the party group. He arrived early and watched intently when Benji arrived. Her sized up the teen noticing he looks a lot like his Facebook pictures. He was about 5’10”, 140 slight muscular build with dark hair and brown eyes (that were going to look great love his pupils were dilated as big as quarters. He could tell the 18 year old was prime to have some fun. Getting him to go to the party with him was going to be easy. Benji was getting him a soda from the bar when David approached him saying, “Kind of boring here tonight.” Benji nodded in agreement. David distracted Benji from his drink by pointing out, “Not enough pussy for you or is that not your thing?” David was able to drop in some GHB into his drink. As Benji looked over the club seeing mostly guys present he shrugged his shoulders. David introduced himself holding out his hand to shake. Benji responded shaking his hand in response and introducing himself. The two began a conversation in which Benji told David how he was meeting a new friend who had to cancel. He didn’t want the night to go to waste so he hung around the club. Benji drank down his G laced soda prompting David to offer to get him another drink. David stepped over to the bar ordering another soda for the two as Benji stood there waiting. This time it was easier to do the G into the kids drink. After he finished this one he should be well on his way to being “G'ed” out. As they began to drink David acted like he just received a text. He pulled his phone out and told Benji, “A buddy of mine is throwing a party. Let’s go, it’ll be a lot of fun. I promise you’ll have the time of your life.” Benji was a little worried, “I’ve only gone to a couple high school parties.” David could see a change begining in Benji’s eyes as he assured him, “Don’t worry, I’ll look out for you. My friend’s parties are always a blast. Let’s go, I’ll drive us to the party, and at anytime you want to leave, I’ll pay for an Uber to take you home.” Benji had finished his second G laced drink as he was agreeing to go with David to the party. David led the way as the two slipped out of the club’s side door. Once outside, David pulled out a little canister containing Tina. As David did a bump from the canister, Benji curiously asked, “What’s that?” David told him, “Oh this, is just a little pick me up, you want some? Come on, there’s no harm in trying a little.” Benji was feeling the effects of the G as he nodded and David gave him a good sized bump to try. Benji complained about the burn but once the Tina hit his brain he was ready for more as they got into David's car. Once inside the car David took a second bump before giving Benji his second. As they pulled out of the club’s parking lotppl for the 20 minute ride to the party house, David was quick to make sure that the air was on low in his small car. With the low air he’d hoped to get the teen to remove his shirt suggestion as the Tina and G made him feel warmer. After their third bump David placed his hand in Benji’s knee. Benji made no attempt to stop this advancement as David began to massage the teens thigh. The drugs were working on his 18 year old brain causing his body to begin to scream for attention. The attention he was about to get might not have been the type of attention he might have been looking for, but it was the type of attention he was getting to get and wound crave from this the forward. David wasn’t surprised when Benji asked for another bump of Tina, he knew he’d get him hooked on the stuff and after this weekend the twink would seek the party-n-play from now on. After Benji did his bump David moved his hand higher on his thigh and leaned in giving the twink his first kiss ever. David wasn’t sure how Benji would respond but while stopped at a red light he leaned into the kiss accepting David tongue entering his mouth he moved his hand to the boy's teen cock. He felt that the twink was boned out with a 7-7.5” cock. David thought to himself, ‘he's got a nice cock, too bad hell probably never use it, and after he gets smoked out later and Tina dick gets him, it’ll be shriveled to 2” if that.’ Benji’s senses were on over load. The thoughts that raced through his mind had brought him to accept the advancement of this good looking man he was now kissing. He also felt very warm as the drugs were in full effect. Benji commented, “I’m starting to feel very warm.” David’s response was to remove his own shirt while agreeing with, “Yeah, my A/C isn’t that great, just get comfortable like me.” Benji pulled his shirts off as he looked at David’s well developed chest with a nice patch of hair between he pics pecs. Benji felt a little embarrassed thinking he was no what as developed as David. The light changed to green and David sped away looking ahead at the road as he occasionally glanced at Benji's defined, smooth chest. David knew he had to build this kid’s confidence, “Benji, you’re holding out in me. You’re a stud. You’ve got a great chest.” David reached over feeling the teen's muscular chest. Benji admitted, “Thanks, but it’s no where near as muscular as your chest.” David helped by grabbing Benji’s hand and placing it on his own chest. Another red light and this time Benji leaned in to initiate a kiss between the two shirtless men. When they finally pulled up to the party they remained in Davis car making out for a good 15-20 minutes before David suggested they you inside. Both were still very warm from the drive and the make session that they left their shirts in the car as they headed up to the house.

Don, a truck driver Fuck Bud, cums to town 3 or 4 times a year. He's in his mid-50s, about 6'1" maybe 160, with a wasted AIDS look that makes my Ass quiver. Although I'm a Top, I always take his Loads cause he's such a nasty Fucker. He's not on Meds and has a Viral Load over a hundred thousand. His Strain recharges my Death Seed and my psyche. When I went to his motel last Sunday, he had a hot Muscle Jock stark naked asleep on the bed. I recognized the Kid as a Gym Bunny in his early 20's who worked out daily at the Spa. Don had hooked up with him through Gay.Com. The Bunny's profile said he was NEG and ONLY played safe. "NOT ANYMORE," Don said with an nasty grin. Gym Boy had overdone the booze and pot, got sleepy, and passed out. My Bud had already dumped one Load of Toxic Cum up his Pussy, and I could see Bug Juice glistening in his Ass Crack. I felched out some of that Baby Batter, used the rest to lube up my Death Stick, and rammed it up the Young Man's Cunt. The Twink stirred briefly, feebly tried to pull away, but I easily pinned him to the bed and worked the AIDS BUG up his Rectum. Don gave the Kid an enormous hit of Poppers, and the Fucker just moaned and gripped the mattress for dear life. It was so fucking sweet breeding that Pretty Boy, knowing he'd pass it on to many of his Twink Cohorts. I flooded his guts with rope after rope of POZ Spooge. I wanted to eat it, freshly-spewed, out of his Pussy; but his Mancunt was so lush and inviting, I couldn't help but shoot another Load. Exhausted I collapsed on top of him, and Don straddled the two of us and rammed his POZ Shaft up my Shitter. I wanted to cum in the insensate Youth at the same time Don spewed up my Pussy; and, like clockwork, I spasmed just as my Bud shot. The Punk drifted in an out of consciousness. Don and I swapped POZ Loads with each other, and gave Muscle Jock another tumble. Don said he had Pals cuming over to give the Youth other Strains. I don't know how many Loads the Fucker took that afternoon, and worried that the little Shit might accuse ME of participating in the assault. But no sweat. The Fuck Session must have been too much for the Muscle Jock. He hasn’t been around since.

A couple of months back, I had recently turned 26 and I was looking to be a little more socially responsible. I wanted to be able to help those in need by sharing my talents and strengths. Being gay myself, I thought that volunteering at the local AIDS Hospice would be a good way for me to do that. I called and spoke with Brian, the director, and he suggested that I come in and tour the place to see if I thought that I would fit in. On the day of my interview I showed up full of anticipation. Brian had me fill out an application and then gave me a tour of the place. There were a dozen men currently living there, all in different stages of being affected by the virus. Some guys looked completely healthy and others were more visibly ill. When the tour concluded, Brian suggested that I spend some time with one of the residents. He walked me down the hall and knocked on the bedroom door at the end. When it opened, Brian said, “Hiya, Francis! I’ve given Alex here the grand tour. I think he likes the place. Could you, maybe, give him the lowdown on living here? You know…an insider’s viewpoint.” I should tell you about Francis. He was my height and very thin. He obviously had lost a lot of weight. His sweatpants hung from his bony hips. What appeared to be a pretty sizable cock bobbed enticingly against the grey fleece material. His tank top loosely covered his torso. His face was still quite handsome…gaunt but cheerful. Francis always had a smile…at least for me. Francis invited me into his room. There were no chairs so he had me sit on his bed and he sat down next to me. “So,” he said, “do you like the place? You thinking of working here?” I told him that I was impressed with the setup. “Brian said I could start out working the overnight awake shift. I’d be alone but, he told me not to be concerned because nothing much ever happens during those hours. I’m sure I could handle the work. You know…I’ve always wanted to be in a job where I could be of service!” Francis told me about his fellow house mates. He made a point of reminding me that these weren’t just patients. They were flesh and blood men with wants and needs of their own. I responded that, if I worked there, I’d do anything I could to improve their day to day lives. Of course, I ended up taking the job. I started the following week and, on my first night, after everyone else was settled in for the night, I rapped on Francis’ door and poked my head in. “Hey!” he called out. “Come on in!” He was just wearing an old frayed bathrobe that dangled from his skinny frame. He got up and joined me in sitting on the edge of his bed. I told him that I was just checking to make sure he was set for the night. “Thanks!” he said. “That’s real thoughtful of you, Alex! I like you! In fact…I like you A LOT!” With that, he leaned over and brushed his lips against mine. Without much thought, I kissed him back. His hand caressed my knee. “Remember?” he said. “Remember when you told me that you wanted to be of service to the residents here?” “Sure!” I said. He continued. “When we found out you were coming to work here, we all talked it over. Now…I could tell you what we need most…but here, let me show you.” That said, he put his hands on my shoulders and guided me back onto the bed. He followed me down so he that was laying on top of me. His sunken chest pressed against me. His lips locked on to mine. At the same time his hand slid over my crotch and began a gentle squeezing. “We may be sick…but we’re MEN, you know. Men with NEEDS. And right now, Alex, I need YOU!” I wasn’t sure how far Francis was going to go with this but I didn’t mind making out with him. Like I said…he was a good-looking guy and his urgency was contagious. How could I say no? He opened the drawer on his bedside table and took out a small bottle. “Here, Baby…take a hit of my poppers here!” They must have been fresh and, whatever they were, they were awfully strong. My mind spun off into the void. I was utterly relaxed and felt an indescribable bliss. I was remotely aware that my pants and briefs were getting tugged down off me. When I began to re-focus, I realized that his hand was tugging and stroking my dick which, naturally, began to swell and harden. “Take some more!” his voice said and off I went again. When my vision cleared, there stood Francis, between my legs, raising my legs up to his shoulders. His bathrobe had parted, revealing a stiff cock that was already dripping toxic goo. He leaned close. “And AGAIN!” the voice commanded. He held the bottle in place so that I had to take 4 or 5 breaths of the heady vapors. That really sent me to the moon. Fucking heavenly! As I returned to earth, I became aware of a rocking motion. The cause was soon apparent. Francis had entered me and was thrusting forcefully against my upturned ass. I could feel his cock sawing back and forth. His speed increased and his breathing grew ragged “FUCK! HERE I COME!” he shouted as he pushed into me one last time and held himself in place, his cock spasming repeatedly. Although he had emptied his balls deep inside me, he didn’t withdraw, opting to stay on top of me, his dick plugging my hole. “Come on, Baby! Let’s give my seed time to latch on…start to grow in you. I kinda wanna be the one that knocks you up!” As we lay there, he explained that all the men in the hospice had decided that what they needed most was for someone like me to be their willing partner whenever they wanted to breed. Most of them felt shunned by society and hadn’t been able to fuck a bottom like me in a long, long time. They wanted to be able to use me during the night hours as they would a lover. They wanted someone that wouldn’t say no to receiving their dirty seed! Francis asked, “Are you willing to do this for us?” Again, how could I say no? That was several months ago. Since then, some residents have died and new ones have replaced them, but night after night I’m there to service them…my 12 Poz Lovers.

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

I love being on PREP

"Here it comes!", "I'm blasting in you!", "Take my load!", "Giving you my milk!"

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

For my second night in Berlin I was eagerly awaitIng the start of the Fickstutenmarkt, the horse market, that I had read and heard so much about. An ex-boyfriend had for sparked my interest when he told me about it. In fact he was rather jealous that I would be able to go to Fickstutenmarkt during my trip. For anyone not familiar with it, the mares or bottoms arrive first and are hooded and placed about the sex club where they can be mounted by the stallions or tops when they arrive later. Although I am in shape and attractive for my age, I was anxious when I arrived as I am an older bottom and I was worried that all the bottoms would be fit young twinks. Once inside and undressed, I realize I need not to have worried...The bottoms were all different shapes and types from Twinks to otters to chubs. I collected my red hood, showing that I wanted to be barebacked and headed upstairs to the sex club. The next hour was checking out the competition (which some bottoms took very seriously- I attempted to talk to one other bottom who brushed me off completely!) and staking out a position in the room. I managed to grab a sling as the fuck benches were completely occupied already. I had a pleasant conversation with a nice German bottom who'd been to Fickstutenmarkt several times and was able to fill me in on the routine. After being hooded, I realized you could see slightly out the bottom of it. The song played announcing the start of Fickstutenmarkt and the tops entered. I had positioned myself in the sling only to be told by one of the helpers that this was not allowed. You had to wait for the top to put you in the sling. The first hour was a learning curve as I stood dumbly by the side of the sling. It seem like my worst fears for coming true. No one was choosing me. In my mind I said "damn! They're all running over to the 6 foot five blonde Hitler youth with the ass and abs that I saw earlier!" . A bottom pushed past me to position himself on the sling pretending that he was being taken there by a top. After stealing my sling, I could hear and sort of see tops coming over to feel up his hole and fuck him. I realized position was everything! No top was going to fuck me if my ass wasn't really available and on view. There was just too much other ass to choose from! So I started to slide over to the fuck benches… Slowly as not to attract attention from the monitors. And I did it! I put my ass proudly up in the air and I was ready to go! Within five minutes, my ass up and slapped, probed and groped. Next came the first fuck of the evening. Not a huge dick, slender and of average length but I was thrilled to finally get fucked. All around me you could hear the sounds of sex; slapping, moaning, groaning, skin upon skin. I don't know if it's because we were hooded, but I felt like the bottoms made more noise there than any place I've ever been. I eagerly added in my share. Overall I ended up getting fucked by about 12 tops and loaded a couple of times. My impression is it's a tops paradise rather than a bottoms. Many of the tops were sampling and went from hole to hole rather quickly. After about 2-2 1/2 hours, I took a break and decided that I'd had more fun at Lab.Oratory the night before. I'd be curious to know about other people's experiences at Fickstutenmarkt. Both tops and bottoms.

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!

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.

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.

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.

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

Tuesday - a guy whos fucked me bb now 3 times - anon - I wait naked on my bed on all 4's hole lubed, wearing a blindfold. He walks into the bedroom, strips and I suck his cock - then he pushes me to tell me to turn around - I'm on the edge of the bed and he's standing behind me - I feel his bare dick at my hole and he pushes inside - this time he gave me a good, long, hot fuck and pushed inside really deep when he shot his load - we never talk except when I thank him for cumming inside me - he dresses and leaves - I push the cum out and its always a massive load!

Part 6 Benji could feel the massive load of cum slosh around in his ass as Robert’s cock remained hard in his unprotected hole. David watched Benji get fucked thinking with all the loads he had taken through out the night's party they he not only lost his virginity, he lost his innocence to Tina and he would eventually lose his health to the virus loaded seamen he was willingly and asking the men to ‘inject’ into him. Robert was just the latest to give Benji what he needed (cock filling his hungry ass, and cum flooding his ass) along with HIV. Benji was surprised that Robert’s cock was still hard as he continued to be fucked by the now dominant man. With every thrust Robert delivered Benji would push back into as he milked they last drop of cum from the cock invading his body. David was familiar with Robert’s ability as a power top, he could cum multiple times and each dirty load was big and potent. David didn’t have to ask as he leaned toward Benji to say, “Do you want some more of Robert's cum? Cause ready or not he's going to breed your ass again.” David then kissed the teen as he got fucked by another man then said, “I can’t wait to get you back to my place and fuck you again and again.” Benji was a little surprised by David’s words, but by the way Robert’s cock felt inside his ass, he knew the fuck wasn’t ending anytime soon. Robert was going to fuck and fill his ass for ass long as he wanted and Benji had no say in the matter. While maintaining he steady pace of fucking Robert told the newbie, “Damn Benji, you’ve got a great hole. I’d like to explore it some more. We’re going to have to spend a weekend together, just you, me and Tina.” David still making out with Benji as he broke off the his to whisper, “Damn you’re lucky. Robert only likes to spend weekends with a nice piece of ass. He can be very generous with bottoms he likes.” Benji had no real idea of what David was talking about, but that would be explained later as he concentrated on the cock pistoning in and out of his body. After all that he’d experienced over the last few hours he knew he’d be searching for cock and cum. Benji tightened his ass around Robert’s cock in an attempt to get his load. Upon feeling the teen’s ass starting to milk his 8” titanium rod Robert commented, “DAYUM BOY! YOU’RE NEEDY FOR MORE CUM. FUCK I CAN’T HOLD BACK, TAKE MY DIRTY SEED BITCH!” Robert flooded the teen’s ass once again, anointing it with another load of potent poz cum. The mixture of all the loads he’d taken being churned within him, the virus already worked into the abused walls of his ass allowing it to start infiltrating every party of his body. As much as Robert would’ve enjoyed to continue to breed the newbie, he knew that John was waiting to fuck the twink. John was always the last to try out a new piece of ass. This fuck was very important to David. If John enjoys Benji’s ass and the fact that he’s only 18, was a virgin and still in high school it could get him $500. Robert pulled his still hard cock from Benji’s ass, pushed the teen to his knees as he waved his cum covered cock in font of the kid’s face. Benji seemed to understand what was expected of him as he went down on Robert’s tool cleaning the assimilated cum and his ass juices. Remembering the blow job he gave Robert he got fucked, Benji took the man’s cock into his throat and held it there knowing how much that would please the top man. Immediately when Robert felt the twink’s throat wrapped around his still sensitive cock he couldn't hold back. He felt his balls boil over as new began to fire a third load, but this was going directly into Benji’s stomach. Benji felt the cock within in his throat expand and then throb as it derived its payload. Robert pulled back wanting to give the hungry teen a taste of his seed. As his mouth filled up with Robert's load he was told, “Damn boy you’re really good. Now savor my cum. Enjoy the taste before you swallow.” David was impressed at what just happened. He leaned in and told his discovery, “You’re making me proud. Your first night, you’ve taken you cock lie a fish takes to water. You’ve learned that a good bottom will have cock from anyone, a good bottom gets fucked bareback and wants the top to breed him, a good bottom will clean off a top's cock and a good bottom will swallow a top's load. You’ve become a good, cum slut bottom.” Once David was done telling Benji how proud he was at his becoming a cum slut, Robert told Benji he could swallow his cum. After swallowing down what was in his mouth after which Robert pulled the cum swallowing teen to his feet, giving him a kiss and telling him, “I am definitely going to have you to myself for an entire weekend.” David took Benji by the arm leading him into the house. They went directly to one of the bedrooms where John Edward Rutherford was waiting. On the way David handed Benji the now, all too familiar pipe. Benji blew some impressive clouds as David told him, “Benji, I know you had fun tonight at the party. I know you’re going to want to come back here but the get party. So, I want you to be sure to please John I every way he asks. Be sure to thank him for everything he gives you, if he has you suck his cock, you thank him for allowing you to suck his cock. When he fucks you, you thank him and tell him how big his cock is, how you’re going to make him feel good, tell him your hole is there for his pleasure. And be sure to beg him for his cum, beg him for his gift, ask him to breed you, and I want you to ask for his DNA and tell him you want him to knock you up, get you pregnant. You do all that he’ll be so impressed he’ll let you come to our next party.” Before entering the room David had the newbie repeat the instructions. David knew he was taking a chance with the last two, especially adding ttyl get pregnant and knocked up, but if the naïve twink figured it out of was too late to do anything about it. In his drugged up mind the kid was clueless. He have Benji a deep kiss, told him, “Enjoy yourself. I’ll see you after John is done with you. I’m going to get our clothes so when your due we can go back to my place and fuck.” Benji knocked on the door to hear John say, “Come in.” Benji entered the room still bleeding clouds which David knew John would like seeing the novice crystal addict getting tweaked. John took the well packed pipe and torch from the teen and proceeded to have his own hit as Benji let out his latest cloud. Once John was satisfied his lungs were filled with adequate amount of Tina he set the pipe down. John leaned in toward Benji just as he had emptied his lungs. Placing his mouth over the twink’s he waited until the teen had to take in a breath and exhaled the Tina he was holding in his lungs. Benji eagerly sucked the Tina from John’s mouth as the two began to kiss with John pushing his tongue into the tweaked out teen’s mouth. As the kiss finally broke off and Benji was able to blow out a huge cloud, he remembered David’s instructions, “Thank you John for the shotgun.” John let the newbie in his arms before kissing him again, “You’re welcome. Your name is Benji?” Benji nodded and answered, . “Yes sir.” John liked hearing him say ‘sir’ as he let the newbie know, “I’ve heard nothing but good things about you from a number of my guests. If you serve me as well as you’ve served our members we’ll have you come back again. I know number of members that already want to ‘see’ you again.” Benji house they what John ment by the way he said ‘see him again’ that the members he met tonight would want to fuck him again. John then asked Benji about his age, was hi rent still in high shop, his previous sexual experience, his family, and friends. As he finished up his questioning me pushed Benji to his knees allowing him to try out the newbie mouth & throat. He’d heard the newbie was eager too please with his holes, now it was time to try the out. Benji looked up at John thinking about David’s instructions and asked, “May I please suck your cock sir?” John love that he asked for permission to suck his cock and replied, “Of course you can suck my cock.” Before Benji took John’s cock into his mouth he said, “Thank you sir for letting me suck your cock.” Benji then took all of John’s semi hard cock into his mouth and quickly down his throat as you grew within his mouth. He held it in his throat as long as possible as John felt the pleasure of Benji’s throat. John immediate felt his cock start to leak a steady stream of pre cum directly into the teen’s gut. Benji then bobbed his had up so that he could get a breath of air before he went down again letting John’s cock back into his throat. John was enjoying the head Benji was providing. He let the kid work his cock for a while longer before he looked down and commented, “You really know how you suck dick. Now I’m going to fuck and breed you.” With the tip of John'’s cock still in his mouth saying, “Thank you for the compliment. I want you to use my ass for your pleasure.” John pulled Benji to his feet, kissed him again and told him, “Climb on the bed and get on your back.” Benji quickly complied as John climbed between his legs, placing his legs on his shoulders and lined his cock up with Benji’s hole. Benji was in position where he was able to pushed against John as John was ready to push into the twink as Benji moaned and said, “Thank you for fucking me.” John took control over and slid the entire length of his 8.5” cock balls deep into the tweaking teen. Benji was thankful for all the cum that other men had deposited inside him help lube John’s way inside. Once he was fully inside and felt the warmth and tightness of the newbie’s well fucked ass he said, “Your ass feels incredible. I heard you were a needy bitch, and with all the cum you’ve got inside you. I love fucking a newbie ass that is full of cum. It’s allows me to work all those loads deeper into your body where they will become part of you.” Benji replied, “Oh yes, your cock is so big, so hard, so deep inside me. Fuck me, breed me, give me your load, cum inside me. I need the gift of your cum, knock me up, impregnate me, give me your DNA.” John loved hearing everything Benji was saying as he began to repeat the things David asked him to say. John pushed his bottom’s legs back a little further giving him better access to his ass that allowed him to go deeper inside the teen. Feeling John’s dick go about an inch deeper caused Benji to moan out in pleasure and pain. Throughout the fuck, Benji keep asking John up breed him in so many different ways that when he was ready to deliver his poz cum he asked the teen, “Do you really want to get pregnant, you want to be knocked up. You’ve got so much dirty cum inside you there’s no way you can escape the inevitable.” Benji wondered for a brief moment on what John said thinking to sex ed class ave the dangers of unprotected, but that thought was out of his head as soon as John rammed his cock inside him deep and yelled out, “FUCK WHAT A GREAT ASS. TAKE MY DIRT CUM YOU FILTHY CUM WHORE!!” John worked his cock inside Benji until it was too soft to keep inside his all fucked ass. Benji was quick to say, “Thank you for fucking me and thank you the gift of your cum.” John laughed to himself when he answered, “Your welcome for the fuck and did the gift I'’ve given you.” Once there was enough room for Benji to move he immediately moved in to clean off John’s cock surprising the dominant man. John’s cock began to get had again as Benji sucked it clean. John put his hand on his cock sucker head as the teen sucked the top’s cock into his throat multiple times. John didn’t hold back and quickly have Benji his load to swallow. Once his mouth was full he held the load I his mouth, savoring the flavor before swallowing it down. Then he told John, “Thank you for the tasty treat.”

This is just an update. Since then I have yet to go back to the abs in which this happened. But I will be back this weekend. I have been craving cum and rock hard ever since I went though. I work out of town and stay in hotels a lot. Can never host though. Last night I saw my golden opportunity. Had my own room! I opened up Grindr and messaged a few tops who I thought would want my hole and they did. First one was married. Told me how his wife never puts out and he hasn’t busted a nut in 2 weeks. At first he wanted me face down ass up so I did. Left the door cracked a bit and he came in and ate my hole, lube his cock up wirh spit and started fucking me. As soon as he got close to cumming he turned me on my back and threw my knees over my shoulders and busted deep in my hole. Stayed inside me for awhile kissed me, and left. An old friend of mine happens to visiting the town I am in right now. He saw my profile and decided to say hi, we’ve always played safe but I had told him how I just got fucked raw and he responded “mine turn” came over to my room and loaded me twice. That was it for yesterday. But I’m on my way to a tops house right now, and he said him and buddies have some loads for me!

First Name (or name youll respond to) Tim (BottomPig23) Cell Number:619 530 7211 Baltimore Drive, LA Mesa CA 91942 Generally Not Available 4am-8pm Age:23 Height:5'11 Weight:200lbs

Part 10; Having momentarily gone to the other side of the room, my Master returned. He still had his German army Boots on, put had lost the Leather waistcoat. He was now wearing two different things. A Gas-Mask, AND ... The Oxballs Fido Cock-Sheath, in RED! This Monster had a total of 8" insert-able length, and a Girth that ranged between 5.5" to 7.5" along the shaft. He slowly deflated the inflatable Dildo that had been buried deep inside my cunT now for I don't know how long, and placed the tip of the Cock-Sheath about an inch past my battered swollen cunT-lips. He took hold of my Harness, and slowly pushed in almost all the way. He then very slowly pulled almost all the way out. He fucked me like this, deep, and slow, completely stuffing my cunT. I was watching him in the mirror, and noticed he was looking down at his new dog shaft taking me how he wanted. He was grunting and growling inside his Gas-Mask, so I knew he was getting off on stretching my cunT to it's now new capaciTy. Then the Basement door opened, and down came Pete. And started talking, as my Dark Master continued to plow my now as of moments ago, POZ cunT! - Hey Jim mate. Been chatting to several guys online. We so far have 5 unmedicated poz fuckers coming over, 2 Tops, and 3 Versatile. Plus this cute neg twink who has fantasized the whole time whilst he was at Uni about being knocked up responded to the 'pozzing parTy' headline on my profile. He just moved to our City for his first job. I told him he has to be 100% certain this is what he wants, because once your front door closes behind him, He will not be allowed to leave. By the way, here is your phone, it's been pinging like a maniac with IM's coming through. - That sounds good Pete. Just put my phone down there. - How is my boy? *Pete quizzed* - My cunT is completely stuffed, and very sore. I'm happy! - OI, we forgetting something, it's 'Master' to you - I'm sorry, it is no longer possible to address you as Master anymore - What stupid game are you playing FAGGOT? My Dark Master let his huge Dog Dick release from my cunT, on what was the final out stroke for a small moment. He pushed me to the mattress so I was lying on my front, got my legs spread as wide as possible, lifted up my hips so my sweet 'Dark Master POZ ASS' was ready for the taking, put the tip of the Fido Cock-Sheath at my cunT and slid in, and as he did he lay right on top of me, which FORCED his Dog Dick to fully penetrated me, and the tip was now stabbing the end of my rectum .... - OOOHHHH FUUUUUUUUUHCC-Ck, Oh My GooHHd *My Master sure now had me grunting like the filthy little toxic pig that I am* - What the FUCK is going on here? *Quizzed my former Master, Pete* My Master just ignored him and began to impale my nasTy cunT with very short yet powerful aggressive thrusts, each one stabbing the end of my rectum and causing me to grunt. He took off his Gas-Mask, and propped up his torso by lifting up with his hands and forearms. He looked at Pete, saying nothing, just contorting his face, and snarling, whilst he continued to stab with his new Dog Dick. I could see this in the mirror, and, it was fucking HOT! ... He then stopped; - Pete, I now OWN this toxic fuck pig here - Well, I knocked him up, so, really, I'm his Master, his owner - That's not entirely accurate, as I can assure you, I am the one who knocked him up only moments ago - You could have only achieved that if you Bloo... Aaaaaah, I see. I get it now. I thought we were gonna slam him at the same time? - Well, yeah, that was the original plan. BUT, when I had his Beautiful neg cunt wrapped tightly around my nasTy fully blown Diseased DeaTh-sTick over your car bonnet, I knew then, it had to be me that became his rightful owner of this sexy filthy Fag-Pig-Dog! My Dark Master climbed off of me, and stood up. Pete leaned in and shook his hand; - Nice one Jim mate. You have proven yourself that between two nasTy dominanT dudes, you are the true ALPHA. He's yours!! ... Check your IM's. Must be about the pozzing parTy, I bet - Let's see. Aaaaaaah, yes ... So, out of the 97 unmedicated toxic pigs in the group, 23 have confirmed they'll be coming. Add that to the 5 Pete has found, that's 28 extra toxic loads you're gonna take tonight, pig My former Master Pete knelt down behind me, lifted me back onto all 4's, and stuck his toxic Fuck-weapon back in my poz cunT, and immediately fucked me like he hated me! - Oh Fuck YEAH, you nasTy FAGGOT. What was only this morning a tight neg cunT, is now loose, and POZ! ... You are one fucking nasTy pig! - Thank you Sir. Please cum in me again. PLEASE cum in me. He gave several hate thrusts, then withdrew, and knelt before my face ... - I enjoyed cumming in you earlier boy, when I thought I was knocking you up. But, I must save my toxic cum for the new neg twink that is on his way. And this time, I'll be making sure that he remains MINE. He then spat on and slapped my face. And looking deep into my eyes via his executioners hood, he smirked, and said; - You fucking nasTy AIDS whore! ... Jim, I'm going back upstairs for another Lager, and to see if we get any more bites, and I shall take your phone upstairs, so, there is signal for IM's to come through. - OK. Thanks Pete. The Basement Door closed, and my Dark Master came back over from his current transformation. Still with his German army Boots, and HUGE Fido Cock-Sheath, he was now also wearing; 'Devil Claws', Red latex gloves with Monster textured skin, covering his hands and forearms with sharp claws. Plus, he was now wearing a really scary looking 'Noble Were Wolf' Mask. He knelt behind me, and penetrated my sexy nasTy cunT. Unlike last time where he held onto my Harness, and very slowly slid all the way in and out, this time he instead held onto my waist and commenced a decent fuck rhythm! I looked in the mirror, and all I could see was this scary Monster and his wasted AIDS ass darting in and out, stretching my newly infecTed cunT ☣️☠️??

A week ago I met a guy at a sex party with one of the biggest and thickest dicks I had seen in recent years. I mentioned him in one of the other threads about top's frustrations. Even after I had been fucked by someone else it took a while before I could take all of him. He fucked me several times at the party but didn't give me his load until after he gave me a lift home and had a private session. We chatted since then and last night he came over. This time it was just him and me and I didn't have someone to open me up first. It was again a bit of a struggle but to my own surprise it didn't take too long before he was in balls deep but my hole was absolutely stretched to the limit. He had said he usually is a "one shot guy" and he is done after he cums so he loves to fuck as long as possible, with breaks to prevent him from cumming too quickly. And he did. Hitting my prostate continuously he made me cum in minutes. After several breaks he finally delivered. We chatted afterwards and I started sucking him and cleaning his dick. He got hard again. Said that almost never happens. Round two it took longer for him to cum again but my hole loved taking him there and he managed to give me my 2nd orgasm in the process. It's been hours since he left but even after sleep my sore hole still feels like it's stretched. I'm hoping he will become a regular. I have two other fuckbuds and one of them keeps me fairly busy but this guy's oversized dick is so delicious. Such a slut! ?

PART 2 i was so nervous but sex was leading down the hall, his hand gently guiding me. His room was sparse but it wa nice. He led me in and closed the door. He looked me over as I stared at him. Finally, he spoke. “Obviously, we know each other outside of this room. That’s a totally diffferent place and it’s no ones busniness what we do here. And call me Tim. That’s my first name”, he said before smiling and adding “now get out of those clothes and get comfortable.” With that, he reached and pulled off his underwear, freeing that gorgeous man cock. I was shy, but I got naked. “Let me see you. Damn, you are hot Chris. Turn around and show me that ass. What a hot ass. Spread now so I can see your little hole. Show me, show me your boyhole,” the last part coming out almost in a whisper. I had no idea what was gonna happen or what to do, but I showed him. “Hot fucking hole. What a sexy butt. Have you gotten fucked yet Chris?” He asked. I wasn’t gonna lie, so I told him the truth. “I... I’ve sucked two guys from school a few times that’s it,” I said nervously. He grinned. “We are gonna have so much fun. Just so you know what I like, I like most everything, but most of all I like to play with a young guys butt. Touch it, lick it, fuck it. Stuff I think you want badly,” he said in a low sexy voice. I just nodded. I was so excited and nervous. “Chris, there’s something I have to do. Lay down on the bed on your tummy. Yeah, that’s it now spread your legs open a little more. Perfect,” he instructed. And then i felt him climb on the bed and crawl between my legs. I had no idea what was next. I felt him lower himself and then I felt his breath, hot as it hit my asscheeks. I felt his hands grab those cheeks and slowly pull them apart. He seemed to get even closer and I heard him inhale deeply. “God your little butt smells so fucking good Chris. So tangy and musky just like it should be,” he whispered.he was so close his face was now basically in my ass crack. And then I felt it. ThAt first flick of a wet tongue, his wet tongue, sliding across my virgin hole. I gasped and bucked, but he had a firm grip as he now lashed out at it, attacking it with his tongue. His mouth was sucking and licking and it had me gasping for breath as I bucked and writhed and learned the ectasy of having a man lick my boy hole. His tongue swirled and teased. It drove strong and deep. His mouth suckled my hole, devouring it. It felt so good I was losing control and making noises I had never made before. It just felt so good. I didn’t even care about my cock. Mr Johnson, Tim, knew how to make my ass feel better than my cock had ever felt. I continued to melt with his attention. It just felt so good. All I cared about was Tim playing with my ass. Whatever I had to do to keep this ecstasy going, to make him want to give my butt attention. He was just so good. It seemed like he loved it as much as me, and I wondered if it made him hard to play with my ass like this. I wondered if he loved my hole as much as I loved him playing with it. I wanted him too. I wanted my hole to please him.

We began to untangle and Glen unlocked the room. I knew deep down that I could have run there and then, but my body had other ideas as Steve helped me to my feet and the three of us left and headed to the sling area. The piss smell was starting to subside and I noticed three guys pissing over the sling occupant. “Ah, that’s Brian. He’s a new convert. The last time he was here was his first. Like you, he didn’t realise the true nature of the evening, but now he’s a fully paid-up member. He’s being baptised by his new brothers. It’s something of a ritual for each new cumdump” What the fuck? These pigs were next level. I’d never in my wildest dreams witnessed such depravity. Yet despite my better judgement, I was getting hard at this. Fucksake. I should sober up this instant and run. I could hear Brian moaning, and encouraging these guys to piss over him. Like it was something that he needed too, finally wash away all those years of not letting himself be himself. Am I envying him? Was I turned on because in some way I knew that could be me one day? Glen went to the head of the sling and snogged Brian like they’d been lovers forever. Tenderly he stroked Brian’s head and asked him how he was feeling. Brian, for his part was reveling in his piss bath, but knew that he’d been in there long enough. Glen started to unstrap Brian from the sling, as Brian seemed to sense what was going on. “We’ve got a new member to welcome and recruit, dear boy, I trust you’ll help us pass on your knowledge” Brian grinned sadistically and said “It would be my pleasure, brother” and got out of the pissy sling. Steve grabbed my wrist, as if he sensed that I was going to make a run for it. I knew I could, but something tells me the night may go awry if I tried to escape. I just had to mentally accept that this was the road I was on now. These men were going to make into one of them. Whether the toxic cum in me already was starting to rewire me, or what, I can only accept now that this was my recruitment, and as Brian, Steve, Glen and a couple of others started to surround me, this glimpse of my future wasn’t terrifying me.

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

PART 8 As if the adrenaline from the sex wasn’t enough, hearing him tell me he was poz just pushed it further. “Get on your back”, Steven ordered. I immediately complied and instinctively pulled my legs up, so that my now twice fucked hole was exposed. “Oh.... oh fuck yeah.look at that crummy boyhole. Your first time here and already leaking cum out of your little hole. There is nothing sexier on earth than a fresh young stud discovering he is a cumdump. And fuck yeah, you are the sexiest one ever. You hole is so hungry, isn’t it?”, he whispered. “I need it so bad!” I almost cried out. And I did need it. Being in that sleazy place and in that tiny room, the stink of cum and men and sex, this amazingly sexy older guy about to fuck me. I was in a place where it was all horny sexy gay men, fucking and sucking, showing off their sexy bodies and beautiful cocks... everyone there for one purpose, to relish every moment of being free to have any kind of hot man sex they want, a focus on cock and cum and holes. Men worshipping men. And here i was, 18 and in a little over an hour, i’d Been completely seduced by it all. And so when Steven asked if I needed it, I can’t tell you how much that in that moment, the only thing on earth that mattered was having him inside me. Shooting sperm deep into my guts. He spit on his hand and stroked his cock, before lining it up with my hole. Our eyes were locked as he slowly worked his Cock head past my ring, til he pushed thru and half his cock slid in me and my eyes rolled back. After a brief pause to make sure I was ok, he continued working his cock, slowly beginning to slide in and out. As my hole opened up for him, he began to fuck me harder, he was still not all the way in. He was much more aggressive than the first two and didn’t say much of anything, just groans and grunts. Since he went from 0-60, I was just trying to catch breath, as he was fucking it out of me. He was really pounding me now, sliding almost all the way out and then deep into me. It jabbed and hurt in that good way bottoms will understand. Finally, as I was practically hyperventilating, he started to mutter thru cleanched teeth., “ oh fuck, here it comes. Fucking here it comes. Fucking big load. Big load. Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah. Gonna shoot. Gonna shoot. Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah!!!!!!””, the last part much louder as he drove deep and began to spurt blast after blast of hot poz cum into me. I clenched down on his cock, wanting to milk it all out of him, wanting every single drop of his precious seed. My legs were wrapped around him pulling him in. I could feel his cock pulse as he tried to make sure I had all of his semen inside me. Slowly he withdrew and I tried to clamp my hole shut. I didn’t want it leaking out. I had three loads of cum in me now, all hiv positive. I was in Stevens room, having just had his cock flop out of my hole a minute prior and already I was thinking that I still had my key, but my towel was gone. And walking nude thru the halls back to my room might attract another hot Top. Another. Because even though my hole was now pretty raw, I still wanted another. I kissed Steven and then rolled off the bed and stood up on very wobbly legs. “Thank you so much Steven. And... and if you see me here again, please take me back to your room again and do all of this over,” I said with an embarrassed grin. “Oh Chris I can’t wait to fuck you again. And I get the feeling you aren’t done yet tonight either. You have the hottest ass ever. And now it has my cum in it,” he replied. I slipped open the door and completely nude, started my walk down the hall.

I love giving gushers up the butt. It makes me hard af and lets the bottom know his place. When I'm fucking you it's MY hole to use as I please.

Greensboro here

Many years ago I was at a sex club in SF (Folsom Prison) and got barebacked by a handsome hung black man in a sling. Up until me and the black guy nobody had been in the sling that night. I asked the black guy if he'd fuck me in the sling ("I want my bf to see me get your cock inside me" He asked why, "Because he won't do a 3way with Black guys) I deep throated him on my knees while he worked my nipples. A crowd gathered (including my blond bf) to watch. I hoped in the sling and got a great rim job. Then he slid his thick Black manhood up my hole. I felt so damn free to be publicly fucked this way. I motioned toward my bf. The black guy got into the scene. I called him a stud and fuck machine and how much I loved his raw black cock in me. I blew my load and my cock shrank to 2-3" but my ass wanted more and he gave it to me for I don't know how long but it seemed like ages until he unloaded his seed in me. I was so proud of the way I took his cock after I came. Later back at tbe hotel my bf snidely said "well you got what you wanted a big black dick in your ass, how nice." I think this was when I decided to break up with my white bf and find me a top black man instead.

I would willingly get on my hands and knees for a poz bbc so I can fulfill my purpose as a bottom. I would think it would be a big turn for a poz black guy to dominate a neg white guy

i was about a month ago at a pool party during leather prode. I was in th egarden area of the resort and three guys took turns fuking me while guys gathered around to watch. Then they started pissing on me while waiting their turn to fuck me some more and i was covered inpiss and cum by the end...it was a total animal high to be covered in so much male scent and from multiple guys.

Love this story. The line 'Eric saw the fire of the seed in the boy's eyes. Guiding his new brother gently down to his knees, he allowed the boy to clean the remaining cum from his cock and worship.' encapsulates that magic post-breeding moment where a transformation has begun

When Angelo got back home Tony was lounging on their patio naked and his cock was semi-hard. Angelo proceeded to fill Tony in on his time with Robert including the lingering look Robert gave to Angelo bulge. As Angelo finished recounting his time with Robert, Tony had got up from his lounge chair and proceeded to pull down Angelo’s shorts to start slowing sucking on his semi hard cock. As Tony slowly licked up and down Angelo’s shaft, Angelo proceeded to think out loud about Robert. Angelo felt with the right inducement they would be able to turn Robert from straight as an arrow guy into not only a gay lover but one who would relish using his power over his students for his own benefit. All Robert needed was to be programmed a little bit and have his sensibilities “rebooted” accordingly. Angelo thought they could turn Robert into a versatile leather bear once he realized how hot he really was. His old girlfriend's ignorance on what was attractive would be a powerful incentive to help program Robert to be the man he should he. Angelo commented how many young and impressionable college students Robert could easily corrupt as their professor and once corrupted could become the plaything of the weekend or more for them. Tony was getting more excited by the moment and started to suck harder on Angelo when Angelo commented that he believed that Robert was watching from his window. Angelo decided that they should give Robert something to really remember. Angelo told Tony to lay on the lounge chair and slowly stroke his cock while Angelo went inside to get some favors. When Angelo returned he had two little baggies with him. The first one contained cocaine which he proceeded to place a small amount of his cock for Tony to snort. Tony wasted no time in doing so and then took Angelo’s 2nd little bag which contained some T and proceeded to give Angelo the booty bump he had been aching since their last party. Tony then proceeded to position angelo on all fours on the lounge chair looking at robert’s house and started to fuck Angelo long and hard. They both looked up to see Robert staying at them from his window but instead of moving away to hide the fact he had been seen Robert was to mesmerized by his neighbors to move. Robert proceeded to watch for another 15 minutes as he say Angelo being fucked right in front of him. Robert who hadn’t had any action for months since his break up felt his cock through his pants as hard as it had ever been. For the first time in his life Robert thought about what it would be like to fuck another guy and the thought led to Robert moving away from the window so he could undress and start to stroke his cock. Robert moved to his desk and started looking for some porn to watch to complete rubbing a load out but for the first time he looked for gay porn. He didn’t last a five minutes before shooting rope after rope of cum into his towel and when he was finished he took his finger to drip it in his cum and tasted it. He didn’t know why he felt that he should do that but he found the taste to be a bit salty but surprising enjoyable. Angelo and Tony looked up after a while and didn’t see Robert there any longer. They decided to go back inside to continue their playtime. Tony started discussing with Angelo how he could introduce himself to Robert and an idea came to him on how he might be able to introduce himself along with Sam to Robert sooner than their planned party. Tony had the urge to start the corruption of Robert as soon as possible and he wanted to have Sam there to setup things in motion. End of Part 2….

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?

it is my biggest turn on!!! if i get a whiff of some ripe pits im instantly boned and ready to fuck, i also love ripe crotch. im not a fan of ripe ass though, i'll fuck it but thats it, i wont eat it. if i fuck a ripe ass i make the bottom clean my dick afterwards