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Back in high school my best friend and I had been fucking for awhile. One night after a foot ball game, I ended up staying the night with him. Typical weekend fun. We drove around drinking some low alcohol beer, then snuck into his room where we commenced our usual fuck session. As my buddy has a huge, nine or nine and a half inch cock, which is thick and uncut, I let him fuck me first, so I wouldn't lose my horniness. At that age I didn't know there were tops, bottoms and versatile guys. I just thought I had to let him fuck me if I wanted to fuck him. However, as a consequence of playing with him I eventually learned I was definitely a top, and remained so from college on through today. But back to this night, he was overly aggressive, he had my face pushed down into a pillow and was ramming his cock in and out of my hole incredibly hard. It hurt so bad, that each time he pulled out I found myself hoping he would miss the mark when trying to ram it back in. Thankfully, he missed several times and so I was, in some measure, spared at least some of the pain associated with being brutally rammed balls-deep by such a huge cock. We had the radio on and were in basement, and knew his grandma was sound asleep two stories above, so we were being as loud as we wanted to be. Finally he came. Afterwards I fucked him as hard as I could - if only for revenge. Truthfully I was kinda pissed he had pounded me so hard. The next morning, his grandma was at church and he had just left for work. I took a shower and was going to lock up when I left. I got out of the shower and went into the basement to get dressed. Standing naked in the basement bedroom, pulling my clothing together, I heard a discreet cough. It was his older brother, a football player who was one grade above us. He was standing shirtless near the bench press in the dark corner taking a break from his workout, which is why I hadn't registered his presence. I grabbed my underwear to cover my cock saying "Sorry. I didn't know you'd be here." "It's fine," he replied, adding "I actually got in late last night quite late, after the football guys went out drinking. I decided to crash at my grandmother's house rather than run the risk of being questioned by my parents." I gave a neutral reply saying "Oh, cool. Let me get dressed and I'll head out," pausing for a minute for him to leave, but he didn't move. Instead he commented "You know when I snuck in last night I heard a lot of noises and thought my brother was fucking his girlfriend, so I tip-toed down the stairs and saw him pounding the shit out of your ass. You gotta be sore from taking such a big dick." I was scared shitless at this point. No one was really 'out' back then, and if you were gay in small town you certainly wanted to do everything you could to keep it a secret. I just stared at him and stammered "Please don't tell anyone. I don't let him do it very often. I was just drunk, he usually just lets me fuck him to get off." Approaching me he responded "Don't worry man, I'm not telling anyone. But you really took a beating up that ass." He grabbed the underwear I was holding in front of myself, tossed them aside, suggesting "Lay back on the bed so I can make sure you're not bleeding," guiding me back onto the mattress. By the time he sat me down I was already hard. I tried to hide it, but he pulled my hands away murmuring "Don't worry, man, no big deal. Just lean back and lift up your legs so I can see your butthole and make sure it's okay." I just kindof mumbled,"okay," not knowing what to do. He was a few inches taller than was I, and some fifty pounds heavier with nothing but football muscle on his frame, so I complied when he said "Grab your legs and pull them up and hold them steady." Once I was in position, he crouched down at the level of my butt where he appeared to be visually examining my hole. Then he began ever so delicately sliding his fingers up and down my ass crack, his thumb occasionally seeking out and massaging my hole. Naturally all the while I was super hard, thoroughly turned-on by the thought of taking orders from a straight football jock with multiple girlfriends, who was now handling my naked little body as if it were a common every day thing. "Man, your hole is a little red. I better put something on it. Stay right there," he ordered as he stepped into the bathroom, returning immediately with some vaseline. I was still holding my legs up in the air when he got on his knees and started to look at my hole closer. I could feel his breath on my hole now and I was so hard I thought my cock was going to pop off. "Yeah, it's really red," he reiterated as his thumb again began exploring my hole. "Does it hurt?" he asked. "No," I whispered. This was a type of naked sexual thing I had never experienced and I my mind was racing, but before my head could explode my attention was diverted by an incredibly pleasurable sensation centered on my ass. Looking down, I saw his eyes on mine even as his tongue was buried in my hole. Now, my best friend and I had only sucked and fucked. We hadn't explored anything outside of the that two course sex menu, so a tongue-licking and a general massage of my asshole was an indescribable feeling. I involuntarily moaned like a girl. I couldn't help it. It was absolutely fuckin' amazing - and it was an utterly unexpected experience. He continued licking and laving my hole. I found myself closing my eyes and drifting off to a land of bliss, but when I occasionally opened my eyes to check out the tongue in my hole, each time I found his eyes were fixated on mine. I could also see he was stroking his cock - and fast, although given his position all I could actually see was a glimpse of his cock head, - and, of course, his hand shuttling to and fro. After several minutes he paused, stood, and presented himself to me: to my amazement his cock was quite like that of his younger brother, except signicantly bigger. His cock was at least ten inches, and had the circumference of a beer can. I couldn't believe it. My first thought was to go down on it, but was still under his spell, so I simply stood there, marveling at his tool as he meanwhile had begn lubing his throbbing cock with a generous amount of vaseline. And, when ready, he gestured for me to turn around and bend over. His mushroom head was laser-focused on my hole. It felt amazing, but I was scared to death he was going ram it into my ass. He, however, did no such thing, but rather rubbed his cock head over my hole, applying a bit of pressure on each pass, using one hand to guide his cock, and the other guiding my ass and legs, as well as providing a slight distraction. Again reaching for the vaseline, he began lubing my aching cock, telling me to jack myself off while he jacked off on my ass. I did so, as did he, but at no point did his fat cockhead leave my hole, so it was hardly surprising my ass was continually relaxing, so when at some point his cock head penetrated the outside ring of my ass. The sensation was a new level of 'amazing'. His massive, slicked-up cock head was opening my outer ring, each time hitting the inner ring. And yes, each time he pushed hard I was in some serious pain, but he was quite considerate, and he backed-off each time he came against my pain limitations. This went on for 15 or 20 minutes. I was barely able to contain myself. I was leaking precum and had to stop jerking every minute or two because he kept urging me not to blow. While I was young and dumb and knew nothing about edging, he certainly did. After several minutes of tentative fucking, he intensified the pressure on my inner ring, . Now and this time when I would find myself tensing-up, wincing in the process, he would gently urge "Breath slow and push out." He knew what he was doing because the second my inner ring relaxed just a tiny bit, he pushed his cock past it. I felt like a baseball bat just got pushed inside me. Tears started coming down my face, and he wiped them gently saying "Easy, buddy, you're taking it. Girls don't let me fuck them in the ass cause I'm so big, so I really need this. I f you let me finish off, I promise I'll never tell anyone you're a faggot." Gritted my teeth I muttered "Okay. Go for it." He was extremely gentle with me, and after about ten minutes he was all the way inside me. Even though he was bigger, it wasn't nearly as painful as when he brother fucked me, but again, we didn't know about lube or taking our time, we just fucked in order to cum. I had this straight football jock balls deep in me now for a little while and he was fucking in and out of me when I got hard again. He told me to stroke myself. After a few minutes of stroking my own cock, I was feeling pleasure from every inch of my ass inside and out, - through my taint, balls and cock. I was breathing like I had run a 5k. Everything felt so good. He started to fuck my hole faster and faster and telling me he was getting close. I was so turned on I started jerking faster and felt a burning pleasure inside my hole, ten inches and all around. I felt like my asshole was having an orgasm. My cock may have gone a quarter limp, but I was still plenty hard enough to continue jerking and could feel my cum boiling up as my asshole was shaking and felt like it was about to explode. He noticed as he was fucking me harder and said,"Yeahm shoot your load, man." That set me off and I moaned louder than I ever had before and exploded! I was cumming all over myself, my neck, face, and in my wide open moaning mouth. My asshole was quivering and clenching when all of a sudden I heard him yell,"FUUUUCKKK!" He started blasting his load inside my ass. It took him a minute to empty his balls inside me. I was soaked in sweat and cum, he was dripping sweat onto me from above. We stayed like this for a bit before I slowly started to pull out. I felt completely empty now. He told me to go sit on the toilet then shower again, he'd use the upstairs shower. Before he walked up the stairs, he said,"I've never cum so hard in my life. I needed that man, you took it like a champ." That night I jerked off eight times in a row to the memories of him fucking me that morning. The next day at school I was amazed at how easily we acted like it never happened. Not even a knowing look between each other. I became a top, but for a year in high school, I got fucked about once a week by a straight football player with a huge cock who made me cum like no one else ever has.

Mark and I broke up few years ago but we remain as good friends. Last week, he got married. He invited friends and family to attend a wedding. Me and 2 other groomsmen in the waiting room. Mark is a bartender, rough looking, loud person, not shy at all and fucks around with guys he met at the bar, but today he seems different. He then asked the other 2 guys to leave so that we can have a chat in private. I asked him if everything is ok and sat next to him. He just held me in his arms, telling me he never had such feeling before, not sure if he's happy or nervous ... then he giggled and then kissed me. I tried to push him away but he said "you really think i'm nervous? lol come on, you should know better. I want to fuck you." "Mark, this is inappropriate, you are getting married". "so?" he grabbed my bulge and i realized i actually like it because when we were together, i told him about one of my fantasies is to have sex with one of the groomsmen or even hotter with the groom. That is why i got excited! He unzipped his pants and with the clothes on, i'm sitting on him and ride away with no condom on the couch and cum in my ass as we have to make it quick. He promised me he will fulfilled my other fantasy to fuck me again sometimes in the future as a married guy. During the ceremony, I was standing next to him with his cum in my ass, watching him kissing his husband, i couldn't wait to make the second fantasy comes true.

The All-Natural Massage I answered his ad offering 1-hour massages. The address provided was for a small house in a quiet neighborhood on the west side. I guess he worked out of his home. When I rang the bell there was a pause and then the door opened. “Hi! I’m Ken. You must be Cliff! Come on in!” The well-proportioned man, standing in front of me on bare feet, was quite good-looking! He had a deep tan, curly blond hair and a ready smile. He was wearing only a gauzy tank top and a pair of white terrycloth shorts. As my gaze surreptitiously travelled down his body, I could tell that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His cock and balls kept shifting beneath the soft fabric, their outline clearly visible. He led me down a short hallway and through a doorway at the end. “I use this room for my massage studio,” he said. The room was simply furnished with a couple of chairs, a floor lamp and, on a table in the corner, soothing music emanated from a CD player. The pleasing smell of sweet incense hung in the air. In the center of the room stood a large sturdy massage table covered with a clean white sheet. Ken asked me to get undressed and said I could put my clothes on one of the chairs. “You can keep your briefs on, if you like.” I felt a little shy, but did as he instructed. “Hop up onto the table,” he said! “Just lie on your stomach and relax! You told me on the phone that you’ve never had a massage before. You’re gonna be in for a real treat!” As I got comfortable, he told me that he’d been a licensed masseur for over 10 years. His style, he explained, could be summed up in one word: “natural.” “Yep! Natural oils, natural scents, natural touch. Nothing could be finer!” To my surprise, he then removed his shorts and shirt. He stood naked before me. His cock, framed by a large bush of dense, curly black hair, bobbed mere inches from my face. It seemed to be swelling slightly, as if happy to be set free. I guessed that, when fully erect, it would probably be pretty big. What seemed to be a clear drop of pre-cum glistened on the very tip. Sagging heavily behind his penis, two large egg-shaped balls swayed back and forth, suspended in a soft hairy sac. “I like to be nude when I’m working…naked as the day I was born. It feels more natural, more right. Nothing like the feel of bare skin! I hope you don’t mind!” I didn’t know what to say…so I didn’t say anything! He started the session, massaging my feet and legs, working his way up along my body. His touch felt wonderful. His experienced hands kneaded and stroked my cares away. “That’s it,” he said. “Just let yourself go! Let your aches and cares and inhibitions slip away.” I gave myself over to the pleasure of his touch. He had me turn over onto my back and resumed his efforts on my body, once again working his way up from my feet. Magic fingers! Did that sound too corny? He then disclosed, “By the way… I’m HIV-positive. I hope that’s not a problem for you.” “I guess that’s OK,” I stammered. “You know, of course,” he added, “that my virus can only be transmitted by an exchange of bodily fluids such as blood or semen, not by the touch of bare flesh on flesh. Besides, even if I was to fuck someone right here on the table, there’s no guarantee they’d catch my bug in just one try.” “Do you take that daily PrEP?” I enquired. “Doesn’t that keep your viral load in check?” He laughed! “I wouldn’t use that stuff if you PAID ME! I hardly ever get tested, but my count is usually pretty high! For better or worse, I’d rather keep healthy the natural way. I follow a strict dietary & exercise regimen every day.” “Yeah!” he continued. “Natural’s the only way to go. Hell, I even have sex naturally. You won’t find any condoms around here!” This sure sounded risky to me, but I didn’t think it was my place to say anything. He interrupted my thoughts. “Here! Lift up your hips for a minute!” Without much hesitation, I did as I was told. Ken grasped my briefs by the waistband and with one sharp tug, they were down to my knees. “I bet that’s a bit more comfortable!” One of his hands cupped my nuts. “Mmmm! Nice balls you got there,” he said as he gently rolled them around in the palm of his hand. He grinned and asked, “What kind of seed you got in here anyway? Negative?” I BLUSHED! “I KNEW it! So…These balls are full of neg seed? That’s kinda hot! You know…my poz hands…all over your neg body.” His talk was getting me both flustered and, at the same time, turned on. My dick inched across my belly as it began to grow. Ken smiled! “Maybe we should get you out of these briefs. I’m thinking, they’ll just get in the way.” He pulled them off, tossing them on the chair with the rest of my clothes. I wanted to question his actions, but Ken just shook his head. “Don’t worry,” he said! “I do this all the time.” He went back to fondling my testicles, gently rolling and tugging on them. By now, my cock was fully erect. I was embarrassed that my excitement was so obvious. One of Ken’s fingers found my sphincter. At first it made little circles, but soon the tip started nudging and poking, seeking admission. “You’re awfully tight down here, Cliff. I’m going see if can get you to loosen up a little!” I guess I started to get nervous. Everything seemed to be happening so fast. I tried to sit up, but he placed his hands on my shoulders and eased me back down again. “Don’t worry, Baby! I know just the thing to totally relax you.” He leaned forward and engulfed my straining cock in his mouth. His wet lips fastened on the shaft and his tongue started swirling around the sensitive head. “How’s that feel, now? Better? I thought so. You know…your body is VERY responsive. Your penis is so fucking stiff.” With that, he resumed his oral attentions. Suddenly, I became aware that his probing finger had found its way up inside me. He pulled away and looked at me. “You know…my finger…my POZ finger…has penetrated your butt. Technically, my virus is now…INSIDE YOU! What do you think…does that turn you ON?” To my utter shame, my body stiffened, my hips bucked and, without even being touched, my dick began to gush sperm. Ken leered and said, “Yeah! That’s what I thought! Deep down, your body knows what it wants!” He bent forward and took my spurting penis back into his mouth. “Mmmm!” After he had drained me and lapped up the spilled seed, he gazed at me and said, “You know…lots of my clients have gotten turned on by thoughts like that…just like you did. Hell…I’ve had clients get SO HOT they actually BEGGED me to fuck them…fuck them right here on the table…despite knowing I would probably knock them up. I mean, I hardly ever go ahead and actually do it, but once in a while…you know…a guy like me has needs too! I wanna get laid…just like the next guy!” I wanted to protest but his lips sealed over mine, his tongue snaking into my mouth, dueling with mine…distracting me…confusing me. Ken returned to my cock, kissing and licking at it. Amazingly, I got hard again almost instantly! “Ready for more, I see,” he said, smirking. “Mmmm! Just the way I like it.” His head descended on my rigid shaft. For the next 20 minutes or so, he kept me right on the edge, several times backing off when he felt my body tighten in anticipation of cumming again. I felt lost in a haze of sexual stimulation! At some point, something shifted in the mood. Somehow, I could tell that the focus was shifting away from my needs over to Ken’s. I looked at him as his mouth came off my cock, ropes of his saliva dripping down onto me. His face took on an odd expression. “I think you’re ready, Baby! It’s time to have some fun!” He went to the foot of the table and, grasping my ankles, he started to raise my legs. “I’m gonna get up on the table with you! That’ll make things a lot easier.” As he climbed up, his shoulders naturally began pushing my legs back, forcing my knees down against my chest. He kept looking into my eyes, telling me it was going to be OK. “This is what you want, Baby…and I’m going to give it to you!” I wanted to resist but he kept kissing away my protests. I could feel his cock bobbing against my hole, his dickhead leaving a slippery trail of goo. I knew that he was trying push into me, but, stiff as he was, his cock kept slipping, owing to the copious amounts of pre-cum that was leaking all over. Here I was, on the verge of letting a total stranger fuck me, knowing that he would end up filling me with his toxic ejaculate. Panicking, I started to struggle. “Hey!” he barked! “You want me to have to get a little rough? Is that it? You want it rough?” “No!” I whimpered! And with that, my resistance vanished. I was ready to submit. “Please!” I implored. Again and again I said the word, not sure exactly what I was begging for. “PLEASE!” My body surrendered as well as my spirit. My hole, which had been clamped tight as a last defense, now opened, giving him full permission to enter me. I could feel his girth as he slid in, stopping only when he could penetrate no further. He sighed in satisfaction. “I can’t last as long as I used to, but I can still get the job done. You might not convert, but if you do, you’re gonna love having a part of me growing inside you.” “Please!” There was that word again! Ken started up a nice and easy pistoning motion. “Fuck, yeah! Skin on skin! All-natural…just the way it’s supposed to be…just the way I like it! Fuck! You being NEGATIVE…me being POSITIVE…that makes it SO HOT, don’t you think?” He lowered his mouth and pressed his lips tightly to mine, cutting off any possibility of my answering that question. He settled into the slow steady rocking motion with his hips. He breathed into my ear, “I’m in no hurry, Baby!” Occasionally, he’d rotate or grind his hips so I was always aware of his large cock as it moved within me. The constant repetition mesmerized me to the point where my thoughts and worries ebbed away. As the repetitive power of the fuck took hold of my senses, I lost track of time. Ken’s voice drifted in from somewhere. “Is this what you want, Baby? I need you to tell me!” I moaned in response. He said, “Say ‘Yes!’ I want to hear you say ‘yes!’” I moaned again! Louder this time! “SAY IT!” I opened my eyes and looked up at him, felt him deep inside me. “Yes!” I said. “Please…YES!”

Once you realize that being POZ is not a death sentence that once was. We had long talks, and he will be going home later and back to work next Monday as I will cover for him. One thing that is showing is his 7-inch dick is sticking straight out all the time now.

The following story isn't a true story yet... Tom is a young guy, he is 23, white, hairy body with a hot bubble butt. Tom is into the kinkier side of sex but is too nervous to explore where to take it. He spends much of his time cruising the sex sites and talking to guys about being a pig. He is a tease to much of these men. Never meets up with them. Last night he was extra horny and had been drinking. This is his story. I was chatting with Paul. Paul is a older daddy type guy who gets into kinky things. Normally, I don't go for them or stay away. I don't want to catch anything. This daddy was hitting all my buttons. I was a bit buzzed from drinks with the coworkers and it had been months since I'd been fucked. I was getting pretty aroused. He asked me if I PNP. I said no but had always thought about what it'd be like. He said that he only slams and sometimes does G. I said I would be up for trying that. He mentioned he loves to give a boy his first slam and take him to new heights. This hit me buttons and I got his address and was on my way. When he opened the door he was 6ft hairy body stocky and was in his mid 40s. He was very hot and his appearance and demeanor made me think daddy. I was very comfortable right away. He got me some water and told me to drink. I have to stay hydrated. He had me get naked and gave me a leather harness and a jock strap to put on. Once I had those on he took me to the bathroom and showed me the stuff to clean out. He said to get it squeaky clean while he prepared the supplies. I finished cleaning soaped up my hole. I was a bit nervous at this point but I felt to uninhibited. Being there and going to try this new experience. We ended up in his bedroom. He strapped something around my arm and told me to pump my fist. He said I have good veins and slid in the point. He pulled back and blood mixed in, then he injected the liquid in. He told me he used this point before and that I am getting it second hand. I was nervous. I asked are you Positive. He said yes. I knew I was done for. He released the belt and I felt an amazing wave and rush. I coughed a couple times and heard a ringing. All I could think of is where is the dick in my hole. He did his slam and climbed on top of me shoved his face in my crack and went to town on my hole. He got me so wet and slick. He grabbed a rag and sprayed some poppers on and forced me to sniff while he stuck his 0 gauge PA in my hole. He said he was gonna tear my ass up and own it. Make me his Aids Whore. I didn't care. I just knew I wanted his cock and seed. I was flying from the poppers and the slam. I was riding his cock and taking what he was giving me. Soon he came. He made me beg for his aids cum. After he came inside me he shoved a butt plug in. He then preceded to open the bedroom door and 5 husky men walked in. They had the hungry look in their eyes. They were going to make sure I converted. He gave me a another slam and then pissed down my throat. I was so high at this point I was begging for seed. Guy no.1 rips the butt plug out and shoves his dick in and breeds me quickly. He pulls out and goes to my mouth while guy number 2 takes his turn. This won't on for several hours. Then guy number 2 and three force me to get on my feet while guy 2 lays down. I am then made to sit on his cock. Guy 2 pull me close to him and kisses me intensely and then guy number 3 shoves his dick in. If I wasn't ripped before I was now. I never knew my hole could stretch that far. I felt so full and complete. I was begging them to change my life forever. I felt so satisfied for the first time being a true slut and not worrying about status. I knew I had finally found my true nature. Being a slut, doing what pleases my top to get rewarded with his raw poz seed. I went back the next weekend and we went to Steamworks and he slammed me in the room and then pimped me out to anyone who wanted a hole to seed. I later came down with the flu and I knew my life was different.

Part 5 - Perfect Company The steel drum band was playing heavenly calypso music by the pool bar, the terrace was busy as guests were laying fully clothed on the sunbeds soaking up the atmosphere. As he arrived at the pool bar he saw the group of ladies who were eyeing him up the previous day, it was only 7.45pm so he looked for an empty table away from the group but his luck had run out, he had to take a seat on a table next to them and ordered a soft drink. It didn't take long for the flirting to start as each one of the ladies tried to get Jordan's attention, just to play along he would occasionally look over and smile to satisfy them. Smiling to himself as he heard them giggling and whispering between themselves. Jordan's attention went elsewhere as he spotted Daniel walking from the hotel towards the pool bar, he ignored the ladies and watched as butterflies churned in his stomach. He vaguely heard one of the ladies talking to her friends and hearing the words 'I think that answers the question girls'. Daniel arrived at the pool bar and instantly spotted Jordan, he was definitely not hard to miss in all fairness. As he walked over he had a strange feeling that he was being watched, after all he was about to dine with probably the sexiest man in the resort, or ever met. He had seen Jordan engaging with the group of ladies from the hotel, this did unnerve him slightly thinking at best he might be bisexual. Jordan stood up as Daniel arrived by his side and gave him a big smile, he ordered a soft drink as he sat down. They chatted about the rest of their day and Daniel pointed out that Jordan had a hareem of ladies to choose from, this caused Jordan to laugh and shake his head. It was a very comfortable and easy flow between them as they shut the rest of the world out. The ladies clattered about noisily as they stood to head off dinner, as one past by she looked at them both said 'lovely' and quickly tottered off. They both looked and pointed to each other laughing, every time Jordan laughed and sat back his shirt tightened over his torso, Daniel still could not believe he was about to dine with Jordan. Everything about him Daniel seemed to love and was driving him wild, from the tattoos showing on the lower part of arms, the Bermuda shorts fitted perfectly and his short neatly trimmed beard defined his sexiness. Jordan completely charmed and almost swooning in his company, there was no badness inside him just a beautifully natured soul. They continued their bantering for a good half an hour mostly about which one of the ladies was interested in who. Daniel had tears running down his face from the laughter whilst Jordan was doubled over in pain from so much laughing, a few other guests would look over occasionally and the continuous laughter, eventually Jordan managed to compose himself. "Daniel, it has been way to long since someone made me laugh in this way" he said catching his breath. Daniel finished his sparkling water "I had almost forgotten how to. Ready to eat Jordan?" he asked. "Yes, main dining room afraid as I couldn't get booked in one of the speciality restaurants" he explained. "That's okay, I had a table booked already at the Windward Palm, let's go" Daniel and Jordan stood up and they smiled at each other. Jordan followed on and they walked together through the resort grounds and the short distance to the restaurant. There was a lot of hustle and bustle as Daniel arrived with Jordan, some staff checking their dress was in order which Jordan thought very strange but brushed it away. They were escorted to a quiet table on the balcony overlooking the ocean, a candle flickered as the silvery moonlight flooded across the table as they took their seats. Jordan grinned thinking this was such a perfect setting. "What's the big grin all about?" Daniel looked over at him. Jordan shrugged his shoulders "I don't know, it is just so perfect the ocean and moonlight, sort of thing you see in movies". Daniel laughed "You old romantic" he chided. "Hey not so old but romantic totally" an awkward silence fell between them as a waiter approached with the wine list. "Hope you don't mind Jordan but I asked them to go Bajan on us." Daniel said and paused waiting for Jordan's response. Jordan thanked the waiter before replying "Nothing ventured nothing gained" his eyes fixed on Daniel "I will be guided by you". "Great, how about red wine?" Daniel asked putting the wine list down on the table. "Yes that works for me. Do you always take control like this?" He asked smiling at Daniel. "No not usually, but I am celebrating taking control of my life again and to our friendship" he replied. As the waiter poured the wine Jordan raised his glass "To controlling our own destiny and friends" Daniel clinked Jordan's glass. "And what is your destiny Jordan?" Daniel tried to look nonchalant as he asked the question. Jordan smiled "I don't know yet, but my heart is telling me it may be closer than I think" he deliberately tried to not make eye contact. "Destiny can be very random" Daniel remarked looking out to sea "sometimes completely unsuspecting, but never to be brushed off". Jordan tried everything the waiters brought over, it was the first time he truly ate Bajan food and enjoying every minute of Daniel's company. Daniel finished off that last of his wine as the waiters cleared desert and poured coffee. He felt a little light headed from the wine and humidity but for once he was in a very happy place and completely content. Jordan looked intently at Daniel he loved the relaxed and happy look on his face. They were interrupted by a female voice behind them saying hello to Daniel as the Hollywood actress and her husband were leaving the restaurant. Daniel turned and said hello and asked if they were having a quiet romantic dinner noticing the lack of children. She laughed before replying that it was nice to have a romantic meal her eyes darting between him and Jordan. Daniel almost forgot his manners and stood up to introduce Jordan who also stood up a little lost for words, he held out his hand which the husband shook, but she kissed him on the cheek, now he was really all tongue tied. They chatted and Jordan couldn't resist telling her how much he loved her in Stepford Wives and Moulin Rouge. She pushed him gently laughing as she regaled some of the unusual things that happened on set, that was until the husband intervened after 5 minutes telling Jordan that she will keep you up until dawn if you let her. As they left the husband turned to Daniel and Jordan inviting them for dinner in a couple of nights. Jordan was gushing "Wow, wow, wow, she kissed me on the cheek" he garbled unable to really get his words out. Daniel was laughing "Don't be so star struck Jordan" mocking Jordan in the process. As the actress left she spoke to her husband and look back "I think Danny has finally got rid of loose eye?". He looked at her "Hmm he doesn't seem to be here" whispering to her "But one thing for sure, Jordan is all goo goo for Danny". She laughed "I remember you going goo goo on me" she leant in and kissed him "He is almost as sexy as you" patting his arm. They both sat and Jordan was eventually calming down, Daniel suggested a walk along the beach the long way back to the main hotel as it was such a nice evening. Jordan asked for the bill as the restaurant was not included in the inclusive plan, the waiter looked and smiled and said it was all taken care of. He looked over to Daniel and began to protest and said he should at least split the bill in half but Daniel would have none of it. They left by the stairs down to the beach, Daniel took his reefs off and stood in the water. Jordan followed his lead and they walked along the shoreline towards to the beach bar. They were the only two on the beach and apart from the water gently lapping on to the beach it was very tranquil with just a hint of calypso music wafting down from the pool terrace. As they neared the beach bar Daniel sat down on the sand with his feet in the water, Jordan sat beside him. "Have you finally got rid of your demons Daniel?" He tentatively asked. Daniel looked down at his feet in the water "You know I think I have and it was the right decision." Jordan smiled "Today has helped me a lot as well, I am way better off with them out of my life." Daniel turned to look at Jordan "You as well, thought it was just me" they both laughed looking at each other and no longer hiding sadness behind their eyes. "Daniel" Jordan began "do you mind if I ask you a question, but please don't be offended?". He looked at Jordan "Go on, and I promise not to be offended" he replied. He was about to ask but Jordan lost his bottle at the last minute and steered the question around if he minded him joining him for dinner with the actress and her husband. Not quite the question he thought Jordan was going to ask but said the invite was for both of them so he was expected. They both laid back looking up at the stars in a strange awkward silence for a few minutes, Daniel sat up and said it was time for him to go bed as the jetlag was still nagging at him a little. They both stood up and Jordan made a move to give Daniel a hug who was aiming more for a handshake, eventually he said 'oh okay', he breathed in as Jordan's arms closed around him in a friendly hug. Was it possible the hug lingered longer than necessary, Daniel felt Jordan's strong arms holding him close, he was melting as he smelled the cologne and felt the muscles up against his body. Quickly Daniel moved away as he was starting to tent in his shorts and thought it would be a pretty embarrassing situation if Jordan noticed that he was getting turned on. The both walked up to the pool terrace and the main hotel wing, Daniel said good night and that he would see him tomorrow on the beach. Jordan sat on the edge of his bed half naked and completely annoyed at himself, how the hell did he chicken out of asking the question. He had to know where he really stood and if he was gay, the pieces appeared to fit and he was really sure that Daniel sneaked glances at him on the beach during the day. Daniel was sat on the veranda when a piece of music sprung in to his head and he started singing the lyrics 'Love, love changes everything, says are longer, words mean more, love, love changes everything, pain is deeper than before, love will turn your world around, and that world will last forever' he stopped reciting the lyrics. He couldn't even fathom out how he remembered the words to the song, he was oblivious to how the words would interpret in the coming times ahead. He shook his head striped off naked and dived in the pool for a quick swim before bed.

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.”

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.

After some 10 days of nonstop working and not having the kind of luck I normally do, I managed to hit up a nice looking black guy on Grindr who was showing only 5 miles from me. After some back and forth, I told him I really needed to get fucked and I’d be right over. I then asked if bareback was ok. He replied, “as long as you know I’m POZ.” Of course I did - it was in his profile and I told him that was fine as I wanted his poz load. Anywho, I drove the 8 minutes to his place to find a nice looking slender guy in chaps and a cock/ball harness around his parts. His cock didn’t look as long as the pic, but, luckily for me, it was a grower, not a shower. ? After being on my knees sucking his now 8” long cock, he had me get on the bed and lubed my hole. I took my first hit of poppers and was rewarded with that feeling of fullness and bliss that comes with a cock in my pussy. He proceeded to pound my hole for a good 15-20 minutes until he finally pulled out for a second and said he was about to cum if he kept going. I begged for him to charge my pussy with his poz load, which he happily obliged. He then asked if I wanted him to keep fucking me on my back so I could jack off and cum - um, yes please! Blew a huge load on my stomach while he was pounding away with my legs in the air. Ah, I love getting my hole drilled and seeded! ?

After I'd cum, I was overcome with shame and disgust at what I'd done, and quickly showered and left. Bill grinned at me from behind the desk and said "see you soon, you dirty fucker!" but I vowed never to retun. For the next couple of weeks I was anxious waiting for the flu to hit or for some other symptoms to show. But nothing happened and and eventually I went for a test which came back negative. My relief was also mixed with a sense of disappointment. I thought about this and realised that I was a whore after all, and becoming pregnant from some filthy old man was the ultimate turn-on. I tried to resist it, but the need was in me now, like I was possessed or something, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. Eventually, I gave in and found myself back at the sauna, handing my money to Bill as he winked at me. "Knew you'd be back," He said. " Carrying someone's baby yet?" I shook my head and he raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you want?" I blushed and gave a brief nod and he slapped my shoulder. "Knew you were a dirty sod!" He said. "We've a few more in today - couple of guys I 'ain't seen for a while 'cos they've been sick. They don't take meds so their immune system is fucked." He watched as my eyes widened with shock which was what he intended. He held out a locker-key and said "So, do you still want it, mate?" I paused, aware of the blood pounding in my ears. This was it. Decision time. I breathed deeply and took the key, heading to the lockers with his laughter behind me. I undressed, showered and went upstairs. To my surprise, it was very dark and I had to feel ahead of myself to stop banging into a wall. I found out later this was Bill's idea - to turn off the lights so you couldn't see anyone, only feel anonymous naked bodies and stiff cocks with no idea what their owners looked like or how disgusting their bodies might be. I turned a corner and passed a cubicle based on the gap in the wall my hands encountered. As I started to pass it, someone touched me. I jumped and then stood still, allowing the hand to slide over my thigh and squeeze my stiffening cock. Another hand emerged from the darkness and began to probe my hole. "Nice!" The voice was a harsh, dry whisper and another voice gave a low chuckle of appreciation. I shivered with fear and lust, not knowing what to do. "Come inside!" Whispered the voice and strong, boney fingers grabbed my wrist and started to pull me into the black cubicle. I almost resisted, but something in me responded to their touch, and I allowed them to pull me inside. Instantly, a thin, boney body was pressed against me and lips crushed to mine. I moaned as the tongue entered my mouth and couldn't help putting my arms around him. His body was thin without an ounce of fat. Then someone else got behind me and I felt a surprisingly large and stiff cock pressed against my bottom. "Mmm, fresh meat!" Said the man behind me, and I realised this must be the couple who weren't on meds. I felt the hairs rise on my neck and the fear, but the lips stayed crushed to mine, the tongue slithering disgustingly in my mouth. Then the cubicle was filled with the smell of poppers and a bottle was pushed against my nose. "Breathe deep, darling." Said the man as he released my lips. I had no choice and took a deep lungful, feeling my body mellt and my head swim. A thick finger covered in lube ploughed up me from behind and I gasped with shock. He began to move it slowly in and out and I began to moan with pleasure. " That's it, open up for daddy" The voice behind me was croaky and I reached back to feel skinny legs and a bulging belly above his enormous cock. I groaned in surrender as the poppers were thrust at me again and suddenly a hand pushed my shoulders forward and down and the huge cock began to slide into me. I cried out with pain and pleasure as he slid it home until his paunch was pressed agianst my buttocks. "Shhh!" whispered the man in front of me "Let him in, there's a good boy" I could only sob with surrender as he began to fuck me, and gratefully took the other man's cock in my mouth and steadied myself on his thighs against the brutal thrusts. "That's it, matey. Let old Harold fuck your sweet arse! You're gonna get what you want, don't worry. Open your hole for him." I gasped, but reached back to pull my buttocks apart so the big cock could get in deep. Harold grunted with pleasure as his movements became more jerky in my hole. "Oh yeah, gonna give you a baby you little slut!" Then he gasped and grunted like a pig, forcing himself into me and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted. "Oh, you dirty bastard! It's in you now!" Said the man in front of me. "Don't fight it!" I groaned and crouched there, accepting the cock spurting toxic cum into me as the man stroked my head tenderly. At last, the enormous cock slid out and I felt the wetness around my anus. "Your turn, Peter." They turned me round and Peter slide his cock into me as Harold pushed my head down to clean his cock. Suddenly, I had a clear image of myself sandwiched between their diseased bodies and the tears splashed from my eyes at my depravity even as I pushed back and squeezed my hole around the thrusting cock, eager to milk more poz cum from him and get myself knocked up.

Mmmm! Poz Cum...best lube ever!

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.

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.

I struggled as those words sank into my head: ‘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’ – fucking hell. I need to get out of here now. However I’ve been sucking on a poz cock, and there’s another one targeting my hole. “That’s right bro. Let us in” Glen said as his precum started to drip over my hole and started to make his way in. Fuck it hurt, but a good hurt. Everything screaming at me to wake up out of this nightmare. These two toxic men have me pinned down, with no escape. “What’s your name, pig? Good to know which new members to keep an eye on” “Huh? Um, yeah, it’s Dan” “Hey Dan, hot body you have there. We rarely see guys your age – I’m thinking 40? - still neg here, so you have to understand our excitement.” “Yeah but… I don’t want to join. I just want to go home. Please… let me go and I’ll leave you to it” “Too late bro. You’ve got toxic precum in your mouth and around your pighole now, and those poppers are helping us to see what your prospects are and what you REALLY want” “Seriously, don’t do this. I don’t want to become a poz…” It was then when Glen rammed his cock further into me at the same time as Steve shoved his cock into my throat. The pain of gagging subsided as I got used to my plight. I’m being spit-roasted by two toxic fuckers and somehow calming down into their strokes and rhythm against my best wishes. I could hear Glen and Steve muttering encouragement to each other “Yeah, that’s the stuff. He’s adapting nicely”, “That’s right lad, accept your fate. Let these daddies incubate you and start you off right”. My mind was slowing down. The feelings of fear and panic put on the backburner, as I was reveling in my new glimpses of pigginess. Betraying my sensible side and belonging right in the moment. For the next few minutes I was part of a scene I’d longed for but always felt I’d know when to get out of it. My energy, my whole being basically acting as a life support to a cock. Hey… this isn’t quite as terrifying as I feared. Then I was jolted out of it as Steve roared and blew his load in my hole. My addled mind wondering why come I denied myself that cum, that hole usage all this time? A sense of calm flowed across me. Enlightenment. “Oh Steve, I think you’ve hooked him now” Glen then pulled out of my mouth and replaced Steve at my hole, and then set about adding his blend to the mix. “Two unmedicated poz loads. I bet you didn’t expect your evening to end up quite so exciting, hey Dan? You’re going to become one of us mate, and I can tell that you’re starting to come around to the idea.” Dear God help me.

I discovered a sauna in a run-down part of town in walking distance from my office. The reviews said it was a bit sleazy and was a sauna for “men not twinks” which I found intriguing. So I headed off there one afternoon. The guy who let me in through the nondescript door in a side street was probably in his fifties, pudgy and wearing tee-shirt and shorts. He smiled as he charged me the entrance fee. “New here, aren’t you?” he asked. I nodded as he handed me my key. “Well, enjoy,” he remarked with a grin. It was pretty run-down and smelled a bit of damp. As I was getting undressed, a nude man appeared beside me. He was old and skinny with a paunch and he had a big cock hanging down with some foam around it where he had shaved his pubes. “That’s better,” he commented in a thick, phlegmy voice. adding "I like it smooth.” I said something neutral and stripped off my pants. “Nice tatts” he remarked, looking at the designs on my bottom and arms. “Thanks,” I answered. I wasn’t used to this kind of direct talk, and felt excited as I headed to the sauna. After a while, he came in and sat beside me. He wasn’t wearing a towel and his cock was semi-hard against his thigh. “Least it’s a bit warmer in here, eh? Bit cold outside. First time?” “Yes,” I replied. Nodding, he asked my name and followed-up with some general questions, his hand resting idly on my thigh as his fingers caressed my cock. I gasped, but he was quite nonchalant and talking about the weather as he stroked me to full erection. “Nice cock," he remarked, adding “You bottom or top?” His blunt question somewhat embarrassed me, but still I was able to answer "Well, bottom mostly.” His cock was erect now, thick and covered in veins. I also notice he had apparently at some point slid a cock ring around his tool. “Want to fuck?” I didn’t know what to say, but not wanting to appear naïve or nervous, I just shrugged and answered “Sure.” He levered himself off the bench and I followed his flaccid, wrinkled buttocks along the corridor (he hadn’t bothered with a towel) until we reached a room with a large, oval bed in the middle. Tossing a small bottle on the mattress he muttered “Poppers, if you want em.” There were some packets of lube on the side. He tore one open and rubbed it on his cock, then pushed me onto my knees commanding "Bend forward and rest your head on your arms.” When I was in position he asked rather incongruously, “So what do you think of the place, then?” “Not bad...”I started to reply, feeling this was a weird time to be starting a conversation, but then I felt his bare cock pushing into my arsehole. I gasped as I opened for him and after a brief struggle, the big head slid up me in a rush. "Don’t - don’t you want a …condom?” I asked. He was deep in me now and starting to thrust slowly in and out, making me sigh with pleasure, answering “Nah, I hate the things and haven’t used them since I was diagnosed. Here, take some poppers," handing me the bottle, even as my mind took in what he’d said: I was being fucked raw by a poz cock. I took a sniff and felt myself relax into it. He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something. It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing. Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner. “Don’t mind me!” he commented, adding “Seen it all before. Just emptying the bins.” He bustled around clearing up, when all the time I was kneeling there being fucked. “Nice bum,” he remarked, stroking his crotch. “Many in today, Bill?” asked the man fucking me, although in truth he was beginning to pant and his movements were getting more urgent. “Yeah, a few now, Sid. Mostly regulars." Sid gasped and said “Hang…hang on. I think I’m going to cum. Yep…here it cums!” With that his cock swelled and throbbed and I realised to my horror that he was filling me with spunk. “Nice,” he commented contentedly, stepping back one or two steps so his cock flopped out and a dollop of slimy cum slid down my balls. The other man, Bill, dropped his shorts and a stubby erection sprang up stiffly under his flabby belly. Before I even had time to react, he got behind me, steadied my bottom with one hand and thrust his cock into me with the other. It was so matter of fact, so nonchalant without even asking I just sagged in shock as he began to thrust eagerly in and out. “Put..put the kettle on….Sid," he gasped, explaining “I’ll make a cuppa when I’m done.” Bill nodded and left as Sid worked his way to orgasm. “Gah!” He gasped at last “ Fucking beautiful!” He pushed hard against me and came in me, stroking my thighs and panting happily as he spurted. “Phew! Nice one!” he remarked as he withdrew, giving my bottom a playful slap. “Want some tea?” He pulled some tissue from the dispenser on the wall and wiped his dripping cock before stepping into his shorts. I just nodded and followed him downstairs, numb with what had happened. There was a small patio with a table and two plastic chairs. Sid sat on one reading a paper. On the other was a pool of what looked like sperm. Sid saw me looking and said “Some dirty bastards in here, alright.” I suddenly felt helpless with the filthiness of it all, and yet the pure animal pleasure excited me. Slowly I lowered myself into the seat, feeling the anonymous spunk oozing between my buttocks and coating my hole. Sid looked up and said “You’re not poz, are you?” I shook my head. “How did you know?” He shrugged. “Something about your face upstairs, the shock when I said I had been diagnosed.” He turned back to his paper and lit a cigarette. “Anyway, better get used to it. Neither Bill nor I are on meds, so you’re probably pregnant already.”

Here's another real experience for you guys that like the true stories (not that we ALL don't like the fiction! Some of these guys are awesome writers!). It was a get-together in late winter with my twisted bud Darren for a pig session at his place up in Inwood. I had actually worked with him professionally before I knew what he was into - he was director for a musical I had a large role in, and then we appeared together in a drama, before he pulled me aside one night and said "I've been told by a mutual friend that you're a real expert on kink and edge-play and parTying groups..." I was surprised - he was married, had two adult kids... but he tells me he's always been bi, was divorcing his wife, and was looking for a "mentor" to help him really find his "inner pig"... that was a bit less than a year and a half ago, and boy has he learned a lot. Now he's got his own place, with a sling permanently up, and a rim seat as part of the regular furniture. I brought my friend Todd, probably one of my longest term fuck-buds, about 8 years now. He's another clean-cut looking jock type that hides a real pig inside - same worked out build as me, same coloring, but a bit taller, broader, cock proportionately larger and his darker hair color makes him appear hairier from a distance. He and I look enough a like to be confused as brothers, which is a fantasy I sometimes like to play as we're doing a scene - two nasty brother POZ pigs working on some guys together... Oddly, Todd and Darren never met, they kind of traveled in different groups of my play friends, and I thought he would be a fun addition. We arrived late afternoon, and it seems the other guests were putting off their arrival by a couple of hours, so we had time for a heavy 3-WAY first. Todd and Darren were immediately taken with each other, especially discovering their mutual water-sports addictions... both loved taking my chem piss up the butt or down their throats during a session, so I made sure I had plenty of fluids available, especially for me. With a real twisted fist vid playing we got out the glass cock and started shot-gunning each other. The "administrator" was with the group arriving late, so we worked with the glass cock and booty-bumps 'til he could arrive. After a number of hits we started to feel the magic and we dove into 3-way daisy-chain rimming on Darren's large play bed in his play room. Hit the pipe again, then "switched sides" so that everyone had tasted each others hot hairy hole. Time for fucking! I topped each in turn - when fucking Todd, he was pushing a glass dildo in Darren's hole while Darren really worked my nips... when fucking Darren, Todd was behind me chowing down on my hole. Neither got hard enough to fuck me, and after a few more puffs we moved on to toys. Darren has an amazing collection of toys, especially for someone who basically collected them in the last year! He's got a number of attachments for his pump - they both immediately got the nip cylinders on my nips and pumped them to huge proportions - no surprise there. Todd had the biggest cock of three of us, and though he wasn't getting hard we got him pumped up... Darren started with a pump that suctions out your rosebud, and got his asscunt lips really puffy and open. Then toys went up all three pigholes - of varying sizes with lots of bumps and twists and turns... knowing I was likely to be shortchanged in the "real" cock department, as there were times that I was the ONLY one hard at a party, they worked me over with a cool vibrating dildo that also has a series of metal balls running down the sides in a channel, so when they move through the dildo it's a continuing wave feeling. That felt awesome. Hours later the other guys arrived, a hot guy, Vaun, of Pakistani descent from Trinidad, and a big burly muscular hispanic guy named Eddie who'd done some boxing and was new to the whole scene as he'd gotten divorced recently and admitted he'd rather do men - he was POZ however, but not from a gay sex experience. He was, supposedly, JUST a top and did not get fucked... but Vaun had insisted that he get cleaned out before this party and made him do so before they came... which turned out to be a good thing. We pulled out the glass cock - filled it a couple of times in fact - as we got the guys up to speed... lots of shot-gunning, and Eddie got very friendly and loosened up, which Vaun whispered was unusual... I finally got fucked for a bit - Vaun had fucked me on past occasions and did so now (not a huge cock, but THICK) as I variously blew both Todd and Eddie, rimmed Todd, then convinced Eddie to let me rim him - and after some hesitation he rolled back, lifted those big muscular legs on that hairless hispanic butt and showed me a tight pink hole - I went nuts on it! Vaun moved off to fuck Darren in the sling while I chowed down on that gorgeous he-man butt and Eddie started to thrash and moan. Todd, catching on as usual to what I was doing, got the pipe and started shot-gunning both of us, feeding Eddie his big floppy cock between Eddie's hits. You guessed it... not too long and Todd was helping me get my cock in Eddie's hole as he was BEGGING for it. (Turns out he had been fucked briefly twice before - poorly he said - and didn't think it was his thing). He started to scream for more and I really laid it on him for about 40 minutes in all sorts of positions, while Todd continued with us switching back and forth, getting his cock and ass eaten and sucking Eddies cock or rimming the hell out of my hole while I fucked Eddie into the world of the versatiles! After a long satisfying fuck, I knew my pozload was ready to spew, and when I told him he told me to give it to him and fill him up. I blew my wad up his seldom-used before manhole, and Todd and I rimmed him and tasted my load, the three of us swapping deep cumkisses and tongue fucking each other. I finally broke for a while to do a watersports scene with Todd and Darren in the shower, and Eddie was in shortly begging for chem piss in his butt! I'm a nice guy - I gave it! No one else got hard that evening (the only downer for me) but after a few more fucks from me to the guys I headed out, as I had been there 10+ hours already and needed to get home to my partner, to tell him the stories when he woke up next morning, and so I left them all with toys up their butts as they continued well into the daylight. Darren tells me Eddie would like to get together again "REAL SOON"! *again a true story with names changed slightly to protect the guilty!*

I lost count of the loads I took in the next couple of hours. Poppered up and hazy, I seem to adapt into this new existence as a raw pig. Although the crowd were thinning out, I called out to see if anyone was around, as I was still strapped into the sling. We’ve all had our fun, I thought, as I debated phoning in sick the next morning, or how many hours time it would be. Then I could make out movement from the corner of my eye as a shadow appeared at the door. “Oh hey, could you untie me please? Everyone seems to have fucked off home” Out of the shadows came the receptionist. All six foot of him, with a muscular swimmer’s build, but this time naked bar a clear yellow rubber jock with a black biohazard symbol on the front which contained what looked like a heavy ring at the end of his cock. “Yeah mate, I will do eventually. Once I’ve bred that hole first.” It seemed, well, a reasonable request for freedom at this point. I’m sure something inside of me had been unlocked this evening, and the sight of him had my cock stirring to attention. “It’s Dan, right? Glen and Steve told me you finally had a vacancy, and so I thought I’d have a go” Fuck, he did look beautiful. Standing there in that jock, talking to me like I was a piece of meat. I found myself wanting to taste that biohazard symbol with my tongue, slowly making out the shape of it, as if to write it into my mind. “uh, sure, well go ahead. I guess one last random fuck won’t do me any harm”. Compared to the harm that’s already been committed to me, I weighed up this screwed sense of new principles. “The name’s Mike incidentally and I don’t think you quite understand mate. Usually I’ll turn away most horny drunks that rock up to the sauna in need of a late night snack, but I let you in. I took a shine to you.” Suddenly I felt a little scared. As scared as anyone who was strapped into a sling in a sauna complex where they’d been bred by numerous strangers. “I only gift men who deserve it. Those with… potential.” Everything about this evening had gone from weird to completely fucked up. “Potential?” I asked, worried. “Oh yeah. I’ve been looking for a bugson for a while now, and having watched you adapt to being a raw whore has been very interesting. Seeing as you’re still there, boy, let this bugdaddy mark you as his.” My cock hardened further. What was I hearing? It sounded twisted, wrong and… horny as fuck. “I see you like that boy, now tell bugdaddy to incubate you and claim you as his son” Oh, what the hell. “Please, bugdaddy. Claim this boy as yours. Please…”

Wednesday, I was hit up on Scruff by a stud who said he saw me walking down the street. He's a construction worker on a house nearby. No pic, no real info on his profile. But he said he liked to fuck and wanted to get off. So fuck why not? He came over on his lunch break. Mid-40s, lean and muscular in a hard work sort of way. Not the hottest looking guy, or the biggest cock, but it was rock hard before he even pulled it out. I got on my knees and started sucking it. Lots of fucking precum... I love that. After a few minutes of sucking, he tapped me on the head and said to get up and bend over. My kind of scene, so I braced myself on the kitchen counter. I felt him wiping his pre-cum and spit-covered cockhead on my hole. He added another load of spit, then pushed. The nice head popped in, and I moaned. That was all he needed. He stroked his cock in to the hilt, said "fuck," then just started fucking. Hard. He grabbed my shoulders so he could pound my hole. Only took him a couple of minutes before said... "fuck... i'm cumming. I'm breeding your hole." And his dick started jerking and throbbing. I felt his big load warm up my insides. He pulled out and I tightened my hole to not lose his cum. I said "damn, that was a huge load." and his response: "that was only two day's worth." As he was putting his dick back in to his dirty jeans he said "nice ass" and that he would be working down the street for a couple more weeks. I told him to drop in anytime. No names, no chat. Just fucking. Perfect.

Make your own decisions for yourself. Don't push others, especially young guys who are new to all this, into doing something irreversible just to get your own jollies.

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.

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.

Whilst we'ed been talking I heard the front door open a couple of times and footsteps in the changing room and then going up the stairs. I left Sid reading his paper and levered myself off the chair, aware of the cool spunk coating my cheeks. Upstairs, I ignored the sauna as I heard voices in the small TV room off on the other side of the landing. There were three guys there, much older than me watching the TV. One sat in a threadbare sofa on one side and the other two on another sofa on the other side. They were real trolls with sagging tits, spindly legs and old, lined faces. There was a porn movie playing with a couple of twinks fucking in a bedroom. "Nice cock on that lad." Said one as the camera zoomed in to show the heavy cock sliding into an arsehole. "Not bad," Said another. "Got a good technique, too." They could have been discussing football or something for all the casualness in their voices. "Alright matey?" The one on the sofa on his own smiled at me reavealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Why dontcha sit here?" I sat down beside him, conscious that he smelled of body odour, and noticing his hand tugging idly at his cock had dirty fingernails. The others were watching the porn, wanking each others cocks as they moved on to taliking about some new housing estate being built. "Been before?" Asked the old man next to me. "Nope" I said. "First time. Been here a couple of hours" He cackled. "Yeah and I bet Bill or Sid have been up you by now - they don't hang about!" I blushed and nodded. "Both of them." He interrupted the other two. "Dirty bastards have fucked our friend here already!" They laughed and one of them, with rings through his sagging tits and a paunch hanging over his heavy cock gestured me over. "Let's have a look,then." I stood and went over. He turned me round and I bent forward, allowiing his scaley fingers to spread my cheeks and probe my hole. "He's wet, alright. Carrying a bellyful of dirty spunk, I reckon." The other man next to him was very thin and wasted looking with heavy veins on his arms and legs and a fat erection sticking up from his lap. "I need a fuck," He announced. "Once I get off, I can relax a bit." They pulled me onto the sofa between them, getting me to kneel on the cushions and rest my arms on the backrest. Lube was rubbed roughly over my hole, and then the wasted man got off the sofa and got behind me. Without any warning, he slid his cock into me making me gasp with the size of it, but the lube and spunk in my hole allowed it to slip in easily enough. "That's better," I heard him say as he started to thrust into me. The other two ignored us and began a conversation about the news whllst next to them I was being fucked by this disgusting old man. "Ahhh... " he said to the other two. "That feels better. Just need to empty my balls and then I'll hit the sauna." He hadn't even acknowledged me but now I felt his thrusts becoming urgent. For all he cared, he was fucking a piece of meat just to get off. "Yeah...he gasped. Here it comes!" With that he collapsed on my back, shuddering and grunting in orgasm as he shot his load up my insides. After a while, he got heavily off me, pulling his cock out brutally and said. "Right, see you later" to the other two. Then he left. I just knelt there gasping and embarrassed, spunk now dripping over my balls and onto the cushions. "Look at all that spunk!" Said the one with the tit rings. "Reckon Arthur gave him a bellyful that time!" I looked over at them, my face flushed with lust. The man with the tit rings stood up and held his heavy cock in his hand. "You do know you've been pozzed, dont'cha mate?" I nodded and just knelt here. He grinned and for the first time I saw the dark blotches on his skin and the sores on his lower legs. "Good, So you won't mind another bellyful of poz babies then, will you? With that he got behind me and began to slide his fat cock slowly, deliciously into my rectum. "Hold still, darling and let's see if we can get you pregnant today." He whispered as the other man laughed in the background.

RIDING THE DEVIL - PART 1A: Welcum to LA I was in a lousy mood. I was in LA on a big business deal that had tanked right after I arrived. I started to think about turning my loss into a gain. As soon as I got back to my hotel room, I was on the Internet looking for someone to play with. It was 9pm, and I had been going hot and heavy with a guy named Nick, who claimed to be into nasty greasy ass play. Just the type of man I was looking for. And here I was, at midnight, in this biker bar and this fucker had stood me up. So, I’m sitting at the bar nursing my beer, checking out the scenery. I’m wearing a pair of ripped 501s, a pair of leather suspenders, and engineer’s boots, which I always travel with. I also was prominently displaying my 0-gage nipple rings and flagging red in both rear pockets. So, I’m somewhat underdressed, as the bikers are wearing lots of leather. The bar smelled of stain beer, leather, and sweat, all turn ons for me. I’m getting ready do down the end of my beer and leave, thinking that I was wasting my time. And who, walks into the bar, but my ex's ex. He’s a nasty fuck, who enjoys messing with people just because he can, he’s big and fat and ugly. See me, he strolls over and sits on the stool next to me. He is a shithead who could fuckup anyone’s life on first sight. He sees me, strolls over, and sits on the stool next to me. He looks over and starts screaming at me, saying I screwed up his life. Saying that my ex, now his ex, had left him because of me. We exchanged some fighting words, and he takes a swing at me, which I ducked under. The bartender bangs a baseball bat on the bar and tells us to cool off. I tell the asshole to fuck off and headed to the can. When I got back to the bar, he’s yelling at a group of men and then turns to glower at me. He gets in my face, and I take a swing at him. The bouncer was standing near by and tells us both to leave. I was steamed about being stood up and now about the asshole of my ex. I grab my beer sitting on the bar, and drain it completely. I then head out to the car, pissed as all hell. I start getting this warm feeling in my gut, and then start getting lightheaded. I start back to the bar, but sit down on the fender of a car trying to clear my head. Feeling somewhat better, but finally understanding that the shithead had spiked my beer. I start heading back to my car, but I’m fuzzy and disoriented. I need to call someone, but who? I don’t know many people in LA, and I’m going to kill myself if I get behind the wheel. I reach my car, and lurch around the open door of my car. There on the driver’s seat with his pants around his ankles, is this hot looking man. Full beard, shaved head, shirtless with huge pierced nipples, and a semi-ridged cock. He smiles at me, and says his name is Nick and that I must be Mike. He says he was running late for our meeting, arriving just in time to see the ruckus in the bar. He also saw the fuck put something in my beer, and decided to use it to his advantage. I was raging at him, and he told me to calm down. When I didn’t, he stood up. He was huge, well over 6’4. He put both his hands on my shoulders and pushed me hard to my knees. He told me I had better calm down and pushed his cock into my gaping mouth. He had been tweaking in anticipation of our getting together. He had a large load of T-Piss that he was saving for me, and he pushed me down deep on his cock and started to piss. I was not thinking clearly, and started to choke on the piss, I pulled off and sucked on the golden piss, taking every drop. By the second, he started to get hard, and through his hardon proceeded to piss down my throat. He kept pissing for what seemed like hours, and I took every drop, finally draining him dry. I was getting that horny, really horny as I sucked on his cock. I spit on my hand and started to work my fingers into his asshole. He stepped to the side granting me full access, and my hand entered his ass without a pausing. After a few minutes, he backed away and released my hand. He stood me up and said I looked like I was ready to play and play hard. I told him as long as he had more product and he was into some no-holds barred, give/take fisting, I was up for the trip back to his place. Then he told me, he other surprises. He spoke to the bartender, letting him know that his car would be in the parking lot for a couple of days. Not thinking all that clearly, I moved over to the passenger seat and handed him my keys. We drove but I could not follow the street signs or directions. I was totally lost and not caring where we were heading. The only thoughts I had was that of being deep into Nick’s ass and he into mine. I closed my eyes for what I thought was a minute, laying back on the car seat, working my nips hard. We stopped a traffic light and he leaned over me. He sucked on my cock and worked his hand into my ass. I heard a car horn and some yelling. The hand was withdrawn and we drove off. By the time we got to his place I was ripped and ready to go. He led me to his bedroom, and told me to take off my clothes and get comfortable. I asked if I should clean out and he told me that would be a good idea. I stumbled into the bathroom and found a shower-shot and a bottle of poppers on the ledge. With the warm water running down my leg, I took a hit and pushed the hose up my ass. Nick entered the shower and proceeded to clean me out, pushing the hose deeper into my ass. Returning the favor, I did the same for him. He then told me to bend over and reach for my ankles. Pulling a squeeze bottle from a shelf, he filled my ass with a warm solution and promptly pushed a large butt plug up my ass. He stood me up, toweled me off and led me to his playroom. We entered the dark room; the only light was two red lamps in opposite corners of the room. Every wall was painted black and the ceiling was blood red with large mirrors hanging from it. Nick directed me to a bed in the corner of the room, and proceeded to straddle me, sitting on my face. He urged me to suck on his rosebud, slowly dribbling out a semi-bitter, semi-sweet liquid. I lapped up every drop, uncaring as to what it was. He hummed some sort of tune, but I could not exactly make it out, laying there between his legs and pushing my tongue up has asshole. He move to my side and reached over to a small nightstand by the bed. I opened a draw and pulled out a kit containing the points and the t. He looked at me with a faint smile and asked how much I needed to get really piggy, noting that he had just gotten an outstanding delivery … among the best he had every received. I said that .4 was my usually dose and would serve me well. He stood and left, returning a few minutes later with the loaded points. He asked if he could do me, and I said that I was in no condition to refuse, smiling a shit-eating grin. He tied off my arm and then pushed the rig into my vein. I watched the red cloud form in the chamber, and he untied the armband. Then he said quietly that he had added an additional quantity to my rig and I should relax. I was going to really enjoy the ride. I was focused on his face, he said “OINK” and depressed the plunger. A warmth spread up my arm and across my chest flowing down to my toes, and then it struck … I could not breathe and started to panic. Nick looked down at me, as if in a long tunnel and in my ear, said “Breath!” I coughed and the warmth hit my brain. I was in heaven and all I needed was something to suck on. Nick quickly did himself, and as the drug reached his brain, he too coughed loudly as he dropped to the bed besides me. He reversed and leaned over me, and started to suck my cock. Being no slouch, I put his cock in my mouth and after a while reached over and into an open can of Crisco. I started to massage his ass. He groaned and opened his legs wider, urging me to push into him. He reached over the side of the bed and lifted a squeeze bottle of poppers and another of j-jelly. He handed me the poppers and squeezed the j-jelly on my asshole. He called out that I should take a hit and hold it for a count of five, then slowly releasing it. As I got to five, he pushed the bottle of jelly into my ass and squeezed, flooding my ass. Then he handed the bottle to me, knowing that I would do the same to him. He pushed his hand in the Crisco, clamped his mouth onto my cock and started to suck hard. As he did, he worked his hand into my ass. A faint feeling of panic surfaced in the back of my mind, remembering how large Nick’s hand was, much larger than I typically take at the onset of play. However, he seemed to sense my tension and concern. He raised his head, pushed the poppers into my hand, and told me to take a hit and hold it for as long as I could. When I released my breath and was fully relaxed, he slowly entered my ass to his wrist. Then he started to twist it deeper into me. I was a pig in heaven. He was deep into me in a heartbeat. It was amazing, as he worked his arm into me, slowing and steadily working it deeper. I was so into the moment, I was floating. He played with my ass for what seemed like hours / days. Then he stopped, and withdrew his arm. I leaned over me, chewed on my ear, and then said, “My turn,” and handed me the jelly. Taking the hint, I sat up and looked at him. He had this grin on his face, I’m not sure if it was just sly or evil, but it turned me on. I flipped him over on his stomach, and started to eat his ass and working his cock and balls hard. He was getting into it, bucking and pushing back on my tongue. When he was nice and wet, I pushed the jelly bottle into his ass. Much to my surprise, there was no resistance and it just disappeared out of sight. He started to chuckle and then was in a full belly laugh in no time. I was in a panic, thinking we had a trip to the hospital in our immediate future. Knowing we both would have a lot of explaining to do in the ER. He rolled over on his back, and told me to hold out my hands. He grunted and pushed, hitting me squarely in the middle of my chest with the bottle. It dropped into my outstretched hands. Not to be taken advantage of, I pushed the bottle partway into his ass and gave a good healthy squeeze, then without releasing it pulled it out in one quick fluid movement. I told him that he was a fucked up nut case, and he looked at me and smiled. And then he said, “And what’s your story, PIG!” We laughed, and as he lifted his head back laughing, I pushed my arm into him, to just above the wrist. The exhaled and sucked me deep into his gut. I worked him relentlessly. Sometimes my strokes were deep, nearly to the elbow and sometimes I pulled completely out, not stopping as I drove into him repeatedly. At one point, he bellowed and clamped down on my arm. He screamed “FUCCCCCCK” and tried to push my arm out. I held my ground passing him the poppers. Taking a large hit and holding it, he relaxed, and my arm slid in to the elbow, and then with a moment’s hesitation he was riding on my mid-bicep. I flexed my fist while it was deep in him and slowly pulled it all the way out. As it emerged, he smiled this knowing smile. Quietly he said that I would get my just desert. I told him that was my exact thought and he should do his worst to me, because I was going to do my worst to him. This went on for nearly two days, pushing and pulling each other over and beyond the edge. Hands, arms, toys of all sizes and shapes were called into play. We rested, catnapped, and drank Gatorade and water. We used our piss or stored it for later use. At one point, we had accumulated about a half gallon of t-laidened piss. Nick rummaged in his toy chest and pulled out an enema bag with one hose attached to two nozzles. He made sure the hose was clamped off, filled the bag to its brim, and hung it high over the bed. He found two inflatable butt plugs, each with a hose running through its center. He pushed one deep into my ass and proceeded to pump it till it was filling my cavity. He looked a me, and I did the same to him. We moved our asses together, so that the hoses would reach each plug. He then pushed a nozzle into the hose of each plug, and handed me the poppers. He said I should lay back and enjoy the ride that was about to begin. Lying nearly asshole to asshole we both took hits, as Nick released the hose clamp flooded us with t-piss. The feeling was like floating on a cloud. I could feel the piss moving deep into me, with no end in sight. Nick grunted as the last of the piss entered both of us. Reaching over, he clamps off the supply hose. Then he reaches over and starts to inflate the dildo in my ass. He pumps it more and more, driving it deeper into me with each squeeze. Sometimes the bulb slips from his hands, and to make up time he leans into the dildo driving it deeper into me. Then he hands me his pump bulb and I do the same for him. Then he hooked his legs over mine, pulling me towards him. I immediately see what he was doing and hooked my legs over his, pulling him towards me. Soon the ends of each dildo were touching and we were driving them deeper into each other. I reach for Nick’s pump bulb and he cautioned me that they were most likely at their maximum inflation. Any more and we risked a blowout. I dropped the bulb, and with one swift motion, I push the dildo deep into him. I loose sight of the base and then push it deeper with my hand, rotating it as it drives forward. He followed my lead and pushed my dildo deep into me with his hand…. And there we lay. He released my legs, and slowly moved to my side, never disturbing the dildo or hose. He told me he wanted to push the piss back and forth between us with the dildos still in place. Clamping his legs together, so the plug could not be expelled. He clamped down, and I could feel the piss from his ass entering deep into me. He stopped and smiled, and I tightened my abdomen, pushing the piss out of my ass into him. His eyes rolled back into his head as he exhaled. Back and forth, we pushed the t-laidened piss. It was recycling in its most fucked up form, and we wallowed in the sensation as each wave of piss entered our bodies. We cycled the t-piss between us, all the time I worked my nips hard, as did he. When the mood hit me, I would put the heel of my foot on his puckered rosebud and press, driving the dildo deeper into Nick’s overplayed asshole. Not being a slouch for pleasure or pain, Nick tied a rope to my nip clamps and would pull without mercy, till I bucked and expelled my piss into him. After quite a while, when the action started to flag, Nick reached over and placed two clamps on the hose connecting us, one just behind each of the dildos entered our asses. Then he pulled the hoses apart at the “t” connector, allowing us to separate. He flipped me over and buried his face in my ass, licking where the butt plug disappeared up my ass. I would push the plug out and he would push it back in with his tongue. After a while, he took the plug’s hose in his mouth. He slowly reduced the pressure in the dildo while opening the hose. He sucked down the t-laidened piss, draining my ass to the very last drop … then burped. He smiled and asked me if I wanted my share, as he carefully pulled the deflated plug from my gaping butt. Then he rolled on his stomach, and I got between his legs and started to lick his exposed ass. I rimmed him and licked around the plug, never pushing or pulling on it. After a while, with Nick moaning the entire time, I started to play with the plug in his ass. First deflating it, then inflating it to the max; pulling it out then pushing it deeper into him. I discovered that I could deflate it and then push it deep into his ass, followed by a full inflation. He writhed with pain and pleasure. At once point, the plug was deflated and I could feel it on my fingertips, but my arm was in him to mid-forearm. I started to retrieve it, but he told me to inflate it to the max… and so I did. He rolled on his back, and there above his stomach sat this outline of the inflated plug. (If only I had a camera! --- LOL.) With the plug still in place and not releasing the plug pressure, I slowly released the hose clamp with the tube in my mouth. The pressure was so great that the tube blew out of my mouth. The entire load was lost in a wild waterworks display. When it stopped, I slowly released the pressure in the dildo; Nick grunted and expelled the plug, dropping it into my lap. With his ass still in the air, I reached over and smeared j-jelly into Nick’s ass. With just a moment’s hesitation, I reached over and pushed my arm deep into his gaping hole. He stiffened, but I reached around him and grabbed his nipple, working it hard. Deeper and deeper I plunged into him. He struggled but finally gave in to my demands. I was well above my elbow. He called for a break, saying that if I did not withdraw, right then and now, I was going to rip him open. Heading his warning, I told him to relax because my withdrawal was going to be very slow with lots of twists and turns. He relaxed and after a good long time, my arm finally saw the light of day. The pounding took its toll, and when I finally stopped, his ass was one gaping rosebud. He was exhausted and I was exhausted. He rolled up to me, spooning with me, and pulled a blanket over us. We were quickly asleep, me firmly Riding the Devil – Part 1B: Welcum to LA (Continued) I was awakened by a cool breeze over my body. I thought I had pushed aside the blanket, but I was wrong. I was spread-eagled on the bed, my ankles and wrists in cuffs, each arm tied to a corner of the bed. Between my legs was a pole about four feet in length holding them wide apart. The pole was tied to the footboard at the bottom of the bed. Nick had been spraying me with a spray bottle we used when the J-Jelly was getting to dry. He was wearing full leather hood, covered with metal studs. On his hands was a pair of huge leather gauntlets also studded with steel buttons. He told me that I had wrecked his hole and he was going to do the same to mine. The sneer on his lips showed that he was not playing games, and I shivered not from the cold spray, but from the apprehension. I asked what he had in mind, and he yelled at me to “shut the fuck up!” He pulled a crop from the floor and started to beat me with it. My stomach, then chest, then groin were struck repeatedly. The blow came quicker and sharper, and I was starting to get scared, really scared. I started to plead with him to release me. Instead, he roughly started pulling a tight rubber hood over my head. It was very tight and would not go on. He found a j-jelly bottle on the floor, took a healthy squeeze, and rubbed it on my head and face. The hood easily slipped on. It only had a mouth opening. I continued to plead, when he forced a ball gage into my mouth. I spit it out and he forcefully pushed it back in and tied it behind my head. It had a narrow tube running through it, and I could pull air through it if I focused on it. I started to panic when he held my nose and forced me to breathe through the tube. He told me to lie still or what he had planned next would really hurt. I felt tightness on my bicep followed by coolness on my arm. A slight pin prick caught me my surprise, and my world started to spin. Nick whispered into my ear that it was going to be just fine, and I should relax and enjoy the ride. Then he clamped my nose forcing me to suck air through the ball gage. I was breathing pure poppers. I was riding on a cloud. Nick began to beat then work my nipples hard, suddenly tightly clamping each of them. I could feel a chain connecting the clamps resting on my chest. He lifted my head up and placed it on a pillow. The chain was run around my neck and the slack removed. Every time I pushed my head back into the pillow, the chain pulled my nipples taught. It felt wonderful…. Then my legs were slowly lifted off the bed and into the air. I was laying at a 45 degree angle with my head on the pillow and my shoulders on the bed. Then I felt a warm sensation between legs or was it something cool, I could not tell, as a cream was massaged onto my ass lips. Warm, cool, cold, warmer, and hotter? I started to buck as the heat increased; my ass was on fire, and I needed to escape. With each bucking motion, I yanked on the nipple clamps and sucked in poppers. Finally, after an eternity, my ass was then flooded with a warm liquid which seemed to be slippery, maybe J-Lube? And the heat subsided. Then a hard plastic rod was laid against my flaccid cock. My cock was roughly handled as a wide band of material was wrapped tightly around both. The plastic rod came to life, startling me … with a pulse of its own. Vibrating in a random pattern, and I started to get hard. Someone grabbed my bound cock and covered the head with something slippery. My cock was pulled to its limit. There was a quick urgent push and then a short hot pain. Something was pushed down my urethra and deep into my bladder. My cock turned flaccid as a fluid entered my bladder. The fluid was warm and I responded with a raging hardon as the vibrations resumed. Then the pillow was yanked from under my neck and my head dropped against the bed, nearly pulling the tight clamps off my nipples. The pain moved from my cock to my nipples and then back again. The crop was beating my cock, check, nipples, head … I was completely at Nick’s mercy, and he was showing none. I laid there immobile, for what seemed like hours, the pain and pleasure came in wave with no order or pattern. I felt that I was not in control of my own body, as some liquid was loaded then drained from my bladder. Then a set of headphones was places over my ears, and the volume first low was steadily increased until the bass boomed in my head. Were the vibrations on my cock mirroring the bass or tenor line of the music; I was lost in a world I did not know how to control. Then the pressure was felt on my ass, a heavy weight was resting on my rosebud. The pressure was unrelenting and insistent. As I tried to push it off, and out, straining to more the immoveable object. Bearing the pressure not more, I suddenly relaxed, and it drove itself into me. I struggled, when a clamp was placed on my nose, sealing it completely. The object assaulting my ass was huge, or so it felt. The heat, then cold, then warmth on my rosebud kept me focused on nothing else. A sharp slap on my ass, and I inhaled deeply, then I lost focus. The thing finally made purchase in my ass, as my rosebud opened to accept it. The pressure ceased for just a moment, and then it backed out no more than an inch. Massive quantities of fluid were pumped into my ass, a warm slippery fluid that was very cold and uncomfortable. I shivered from the cold and fear, then the pressure began to slowly increase, unyielding pressure, unsympathetic pressure driving this thing deeper into my gut. After a long time and for a brief moment the pressure ceased and the object was withdrawn. The hood on my head was slightly lifted and I could see light for a brief moment. Hands removed the nose clamp and I took a deep breath. I relaxed, and then so did my rosebud. Without hesitation, the thing was driven deep into me, deep than it was before. It had made its way past my second sphincter and was pushing against the third. I sucked on the tube, held it till I had to breathe slowly exhaling. My head was spinning, my gut relaxed and the thing pushed beyond the sphincter. My asshole was over extended, straining / swelling / expanding to accommodate the thing pushing down into me, but for what goal? The music changed to something techno with an accentuated bass line. A driving beat, that was as unrelenting as was the thing deep in my colon. I took a deep breath of poppers, and held it. Things started to get fuzzy, and I started to loose consciousness, relaxing fully. To my horror, the thing started twist and then spin as it found purchase and descend deeper into me. As I lost consciousness, I heard some laughing and then a deep belly laugh. With each crackle of laughter, the thing was slowly exiting my sore and overworked ass. When I opened my eyes, the music had stopped, and my head was uncovered. The j-lube wiped from my face. I blinked into the strong light, and looked down at my cock. It was catheterized and bound to a vibrating dildo, which twitched and pulsed as if it had a life of its own. The catheter was plugged into a partially filled bag containing piss, lying next to me. My nipples were pulled taught by a line from the ball gage in my mouth. Inserted in the ball gage was a tube, and the tube feed into a plastic bottle containing what appeared to be poppers. Standing between my raised legs was a hoodless Nick, the studded leather gauntlet was pressed deep in my ass, nearly to his forearm. He smiled, and I took a long drag on the poppers, held it till I could no longer, and closed my eyes. I shuck my head, in a “yes” jester, and he pushed slowly down and in to me. Unrelenting, always forward, looking at me, and telling me to breath. And as I did, I sucked up poppers and relaxed, and he was deep into me…. All I could see was his elbow emerging from my ass, my wrecked asshole. In one quick and sudden movement, he pulled out of me completely. I was empty and I started to sob. He laughed and pushed back into me, assuming his former position. Then he said “More?” and I nodded. When he reached the third sphincter, , and I shot a load like I had never done before… globs and globs of white cream shot skyward, covering Nick and my chest. I was carefully lowered to the bed, and unbound. The Cath was left in my cock for a while as I rested and tried to catch my breath. Nick lay next to me and said, “See … I said I would be even!” And that he did. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, me sleeping the sleep of the dead, never once moving. When I awoke, the room had changed. It was flooded by sunlight from a partially opened curtain. It was morning? I could not tell. I got out of bed, slightly unsteady on my feet and found my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and take a piss. I walked down to the kitchen and found Nick preparing scrambled eggs, orange juice, and toast. He said, it was time for some sustenance before our next “round.” The food was wonderful and was just the perfect combination flavors. I asked what day it was, and he said we had been at it for over two days. It was now Thursday, and my flight was leaving on Sunday. We were relaxing, drinking great coffee, and talking about all sorts of inconsequential things. Then slowly he got this far off look in his eyes, and told me that he needed something very special. Actually, I remember him telling me he craved something that most men would not give him. I told him that I would do anything that he needed done, no hold barred, anything. That’s when he took me back to the play room and sat me on the bed. Then he told me he wanted to ride the Devil. I looked at him and said, “Let’s do it!” He reached under the bed and pulled out a large double-headed dildo. It was a monster, well over four feet in length and somewhere over 4.5 inches in diameter. More impressive was a large knot in the center, which was at least 7 inches in diameter. He then reached into a draw and produced a small plate with two straws. He told me that it was K and put the plate down. He wanted to do the K and then ride the Devil. Me on one side him on the other. His goal was to take his end deep in his ass and then move across the knot taking that as well, if I would “yield” it after a fight. I looked very skeptically at the monster, but he said he had done it just once before, and it was amazing. I looked at him and said, I’m in! He produced another set of points already loaded. He tied me off and inserted the point in my arm. He looked at me, and I at him. I said, “I know I can trust you and you would never do anything to harm me … RIGHT?” He kissed me and pushed down on the plunger, and I coughed and lay down on the bed beside the devil. He did himself and took me in his arms, kissing me deeply, and then said “I would never do anything to harm you or spoil what I have found.” The warm rush moved across my body, he asked if I needed more, and I said yes, based on the size of the dildo, I would need a LOT more. He produced two additional points and did me then himself. A tidal wave washed over me, and I was ready. Nick kept calling me his “FUCKIN’ BROTHER PIG!” at the top of his lungs, as his body reacted to the hit. He had arranged the well-lubed dildo between us and I bent my knees on either side of it. From this perspective, it was huge and I never thought I could even take the head. He reached over and carefully picked up the plate with the K, and told me to carefully sit up. He did the same. He took the straw and handed it to me. There where two lines on the plate. I inhaled half the line then changed nostrils. The feeling was like a hole was torn in my ass and I needed something to fill it, deeply filling it to the extreme. I saw Nick take his K, and saw the evil gleam in his eyes. He told me to lie back, and when I did, he hooked his ankles behind my knees and slowly started pulling me on the dildo. My ass was well opened from the previous play. The head stopped at my ass, and but my rosebud would not open. I struggled to take the monster, but to no avail. Nick saw my need and passed me the poppers. Taking a hit and holding it, did the trick, and I relaxed. My hole opened and Nick feed the Devil into me, first its huge head, then the slow decent into my open and willing hole. It hurt for a moment, and Nick laughed. He called out from his “fog” that I should relax and let him do the work. Before I knew it, I was down on the knot, and asshole to asshole with Nick. He was laughing and crying, lost in his own world of emotions and pleasure. I was feeling the pressure, as Nick took a hit of poppers and started to mount the knot, pulling the dildo out of my ass. That’s when I got mad, actually angry. I wanted the prize and he was not going to take it from me. I threw my legs over his and started to buck and pulling him towards me, taking possession of the center, the knot was again between us. Then suddenly he said, “You want it, you got it!” and started to push the dildo out of his ass and deep into me. He was working the knot into my ass and not letting me back off of it as he pulled me forward. He tossed me the poppers and told me I better take a good large hit, because the Devil was going to roost in my ass, no questions about it. I poured some on a towel, closed my eyes and put the towel over my mouth and nose. Breathing deeply, I relaxed as the knot made it thought my asshole. It was huge and I thought I was going to get ripped. But it did not stop there. Nick kept pushing, and then he was next to me. He told me to open my eyes and look up. On the ceiling was a mirror. I could clearly see that between my legs was just the head of the dildo protruding from my enflamed asshole. I gasped, and could not believe it. He told me I took the entire length, and he wanted it back. Just to make sure, he reached over and pushed the second head deep into me, and laughed. Getting between my legs, asshole to asshole, he told me to push. The monster emerged and started to enter his ass. At the knot, I stopped, not knowing how to expel the Devil. Nick passed the poppers, and said to relax. I did, and it easily emerged, entering his willing gaping hole. When the head was the last thing in me, I did not want to release it. He laughed and said that we could just pass it between us. And that we did for many many hours, so it seemed. We played and partied for over 4 days. When it was over, we cleaned up, I went back to my hotel to pick up my things, and went out to get something to eat. Then I dropped him e back at the bar, he followed me to the rental car return, and then drove me to the terminal. We talked at the airport for about an hour while I waited for my fight. He told me I was the best fucking pig he had ever encountered. As I sat on the plane returning to NYC, I remember quite a bit of play and this very warm feeling in my ass. When I got home and opened my checked baggage, there was a new and very large double-headed dildo covered in a towel. It was the big brother of the one we played with. The attached note said that the two of us had shared this. It should be a memento of my visit and that he wanted me to return soon. And that I will!

I grew up in a town of 500 people and my father was the town minister and when I turned 18 we moved we moved to a large town as he was given a bigger ministry also this ministry had a college where I could get a free education. I just finished high school in May and we moved right in and was told about the dress code, that all males had to wear black pants with white shirts and a tie, all females wore a dress and blouse the same colors as the boys. The school gave us our orientation rules of conduct of what we can not do. NO SEX of ANY KIND NO ALCOHOL NO DRUGS NO COFFEE NO SODAS NO CURSING of ANY KIND IF YOU ARE WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX YOU MUST BE CHAPERONE Then we were told which part of the city we can go to and what parts we could not go to. One of the places we were told to never go by was is this warehouse that I can see from my bedroom. Since I was little I was always in bed by 10 pm as only the bad people are out after 10 PM I see men going to this warehouse. I take a pair of my father binoculars and watch what is going and I see this one older male dragging this boy about my age as he looks drug up. I notice my dick is rock hard and I wonder what is really going on down there, so I climb down the back staircase of this house and go over to the building. I'm on the side of the building and I hear them talking real loud and they are saying things that I have never before in my life. I hear the following things being said. Do you want this load? YES Do you want to be my son? YES Hold out your arm as I'm going to slam you. Then it is quite till I hear some moaning. Then someone says to take it you faggot bitch, Then I want your load in me deep. That is your first POZ load. So who is next and this goes on for all the time I was there and my dick is dripping from this, I'm scared and have to get back to bed before my father finds out I was over at this place that as I know this is one place that is on the list we are NEVER to go near. The first week in June the weather is always great as I sit on a bench at the school campus eating lunch as this gentleman and ask if he can sit next to me, as he does I do see he is not one of us but an outsider with his long hair, blue jeans that are very tight and low hanging. He asks me what I was doing last night and I said I was in bed at 10 PM and he laughs and said BULL SHIT as you were hanging outside the building and pulls out some pictures from the video cameras they have outside there place. You are not the first one to be interested in what is going nor will you be the last one as we catch you boys spying on us as this school is a gold mine for us, they tell you to avoid us and yet you want to hear then see what goes on inside, well we caught you and either you come by in a week or these pictures will go to your father and the school. I have no idea what to do as my parents and I are going out of the country on missionary work and they will be gone for 2 months. I find out the school also will be having a summer school schedule and I tell my parents I should be doing that and my father agrees as I need to get up to speed on the work here. I say to my self this will buy me some time to figure out what to do. My parents are leaving tomorrow as this is the last day I have to decide what I'm going to do. I really can't hide this from my father so I head over the warehouse early Saturday morning and knock on the door and this big biker dude opens the door and says kid you are early and we have been expecting you or we were going to hand your pictures your father the pictures before he got on the plane. If they had done that my father would come home and killed me. In the place, it is very open with some rooms all around and it has a second floor, the biker dude is doing some cleanup and yells for the boy who is helping him to come out. He is only wearing a small jock strap with a bug-eyed look on his face. Biker dude tells me he is glad I showed up as I will have a lot of fun here as at that school is really boring and here you will learn about what you were meant to be, I ask what am I going to be and he just lick his lips. He wants to know how tall I am weight and dick size also, I say 5ft.7 inch WT. 110 as he hands me a ruler to measure my dick as its soft he comes over and grabs me and starts to stroke my dick, I start to protest and he slaps me and says you will never repulse an advance from us again as right now you are just a worthless piece of fuck meat as he starts to rip off my clothes and forces me to drink this horrible liquid. The boy in the jock strap comes over and helps holds me down and is smiling at me with a sinister look in his eye. Biker dude is putting his finger in my ass hole and seems to be very happy as he tells the boy I have never been penetrated before but that won't last long he says. Whatever way in the liquid is having its effect on me as my mind is spinning. The boy puts a leather harness on me and strokes my dick as my will to resist is gone and anyway, it feels very good as he starts to kiss me, the biker dude grabs the boy and says he is not for you until after we get to finish with him.

Got together a while back with a hot couple I play with sometimes - they were having a small group scene at their brownstone in Brooklyn. When I first met them, they did not party and though both were hot, and very nice guys to boot, the travel time for me to get there wound up being more than the time we spent having sex, then I had the same trip in reverse to look forward to going home... kinda tough. Recently, however, they both started to pnp and I was pleased as I really like them and this makes the possibility of sitting in traffic for an hour or two on a Friday much more bearable.* One is a hairy, incredibly well-hung top-only (Well, FORMER top-only, I got to fuck him recently and he's now getting fucked regularly, and considers himself versatile), fiftyish, olive skin, 'stashe, nice build - his partner is totally vers, but really loves to bottom and to get fisted especially now since he's become acquainted with Ms. T - late 40s Irish-y pale, trim and wiry, nice dick, beautiful hairy butt that I love to eat for hours. Call them Mick and Don. I was due at 8:30 but between a longer meeting with my agent than expected and NYC Friday night traffic, I could not get there until almost 10. The little group was in full swing when I got there - a shaved all over tatoo guy from Uruguay I'll call Ricardo early 40s, a freakin' hot wiry red-necky type from Oklahoma (and I mean that in only the hottest way...) I'll call Russell who I took to be 40 and turned out to be in his late fifties, and a kid I'll call Justin who was a blond, Polish-decent kid from the neighborhood who looked for all the world like a fratboy. They'd been at the glass cock and Ricardo had gotten several of them to the point, so I had to catch up a bit while I watched these boys in action. Not wanting to waste anything I started shot-gunning my hits back into these guys and watched them get even piggier before my eyes. Just to get into the swing, I got down and buried my face in each guys' butt for a few minutes, then fucked Don, Ricardo, Russell and then Mick (I love fucking former top-onlys, and bottoming for former bottom-onlys!) and then I turned to Justin - who suddenly had a great need to be somewhere else and bolted! Everyone laughed and they told me that it was his first group scene, and he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to handle it, and might freak out at any moment. Seems my hosts had been pseudo-warning him that when I got there I was going to pound him into next week and turn his butthole inside out.* Hmmm... yeah, that was sure to reassure him! I would have been happy to fuck him, but I'd also have been happy to have him pound me too. Oh well! I was also fucked royally by Mick and Don before we took a break, usually while I was topping someone else, leaving me to be Lucky Pierre. More puffing and shotgunning and we pulled out some of the toys I brought. I fucked Russell with a vibrating bullet in his hole which made my dick feel incredible.* Amazingly, Don got a HUGE vibrating dildo up Mick's formerly off-limits hole and he was moaning and writhing for all his might. The position I wanted to tell you about was this one.* I was laying on my back while Don rode my dick. Ricardo inches his ass toward my outstretched arm - I requested "elbow grease, please! and a hit" and was rewarded with someone greasing my left arm while I was given a hit off the glass cock. Don pulled off my dick, lifted my legs and slipped in me for a bit, while I worked my arm up Ricardo's hole. I was amazed how easily he took it. Ricardo starts to ride while I twist and flex in his manhole, and Don says "I'm jealous, I want some!" - proceeds to pull out of my butt, grease his hole and my RIGHT arm, and hold my arm up perpendicular to the bed and sink his ass down on to it. Russell who's been playing with a vibrating dildo up his hole, pushes another vibrating one up mine and begins to suck my dick. As the "piece de resistance" Mick blows a huge cloud of smoke into my mouth, puts the bowl down turns and sits his beautiful hairy, formerly top butt right on my face. So here's the scene, I'm flat on my back on the bed, my left arm is up Ricardo's butt who is on his back with his legs in the air. Russell has a vibrating dildo up his hole and one up mine and is blowing me. Don has my right arm bent up and is straddling my wrist and forearm, while he blows his partner Mick's huge cock while I tongue-fuck Mick's hole for all I am worth. Holy Cow, Batman! Now that particular configuration was one for the books I must admit! I've fisted two guys at once before, but not with the additional guys adding all sorts of other sensations.* The party was still going when I left at 4 AM, and there were lots more configurations, including some shower sex, and I did breed Mick's formerly top hole. Nice way to end what was a tough week!

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Chapter 1 –Revelations Being of small stature has impacted my life to a minimal extent. I’m Beau and this is the story of my Journey into darkness, a chasm of depravation and degradation. I was born in 1990 and have always been petite, I was a small child, toddler, child, teenager and adult. I stand a mere 5’6 and now a muscular 135 pounds. I have auburn hair and green eyes very common for my Irish heritage, I have a athletic body and keep in shape with the help of my best friend, confidant, partner in crime Matt. Now Matt and I go back a long ways, you see we were born just days apart in the same hospital, our parents being best friends and our dads having been friends since high school and college, even fraternity brothers and it is rumored that our moms got knocked up at the same Frat party, mere feet from each other. So back to Matt and me, we grew up as neighbors, our dads being partners in a construction company they founded while still in their last year of university, buying plots and building houses just four door away from each other. Matt and I shared birthday parties and many times ended up in the same social circles as each other, we were crib partners in daycare and best buds in preschool and kindergarten. Now it is only fair to say Matt was considered regular sized as a baby and as a child, so by the time we had reached 4th grade together our friends began to change, Matt going with the more athletic children and I with the more artistic. We were still very much still best buds and played together constantly. Towards the end of fourth grade however we began to drift apart, he went to play baseball and pee wee football, while I began taking dance, drama and Tae Kwan doo. It soon became apparent that our circle of friends were changing and we didn’t see each other outside of family and neighborhood social events. Now one of the disadvantages of being smaller is I sometimes got picked on, on the playground and at school, this is where the self-defense classes payed off as even though my petite size, I fended off the bullies with keen accuracy. It was several years later as we were entering High school that our friendship became cemented. While I had mastered the art of self-defense, it didn’t stop the constant bullying I was subjected too, as a petite somewhat effeminate 9th grader, I got called faggot, taunted and harassed about my dance and drama, and teased about my repartee with the girls. It was on one of these occasions when Matt was within earshot that he came to my rescue, not that I paid much heed to the assholes that were making the comments. Matt told them I was his best friend and if they didn’t leave me alone, they’d have to deal with him as well. It was the end of the day so I followed Matt to the locker room where he had football practice, he told me to take names if they gave me any more shit, and that he’d come over after practice so we could catch up, maybe see what help we could give each other in our studies. It was that night when I think I really began crushing on Matt as our friendship grew he became more like a brother to me Over the next three years we were a pair hardly ever apart except when classes or activities dictated, but I was always there to support him in his athletics and he my artistic endeavors. When our parents threw us a 18th birthday party during our senior year just before Halloween we blew out the candles together Matt’s 6’3” frame looming over my shoulder. One of the things that we discovered we loved to do together was work out, and while I was petite I soon built a muscled body with Matt’s help in technique and nutrition I was just as buffed as my buddy and we both loved to show off our toned bodies, turning heads of both sexes. There was one department which I excelled in and that was my cock was big, about 9.5 inches and of a substantial girth to make it the envy of most guys including Matt who although sported a nice thick 8.5 incher was still smaller than me. Several nights after our birthday party I found myself on Matt's balcony, we had both shown interest in astronomy early on in life and Matt’s dad had given him a really nice telescope, one of which we used to study the stars, so as we had on previous years we blew up the air mattress and drug out our sleeping bags and laid watching the meteor shower going on over our heads, occasionally looking through the telescope, but mostly looking up at the heavens and observing the streaks of light in the heavens’. Matt sat ups and packed a bowl then lite the bong took a hit and passed it over to me, I took a big hit and we put the bong aside “Dude, remember a couple years back when we were baked after the big game against central high, and I blurted out that I thought your dad was gay, and you said” Matt quipped “Yeah I said ‘not any more than your dad wanting to suck his dick’ and we both laughed at the thought” I replied there was silence for several minutes then he quietly proclaimed “Well I still think he’s gay, and I think they’ve been having an affair for most of our lives” “What makes you think that it is more than friendship? Does it bother you if they were gay?” I asked He was silent again then he whispered “I’ve watched them do it, shortly before I asked you, they were kissing and then your dad went down on mine and gave him head” Nothing was said for a while as we watched a cluster of meteorites sail across the sky, we laid there in silence, our shoulders touching our arms glazing each other, our bare legs touching. I lifted my head slightly, noticing the tent forming in Matt’s shorts by the pale moonlight, I reached down and took his hand, but before he could react I leaned over and kissed him, he hesitated the kissed me back my hand in his pressed against his rock hard cock as my passion took my kiss deeper and I was soon fondling him through his skimpy shorts while probing his mouth with my tongue, he in return began grasping at my ridged tool through my shorts. I broke the kiss and leaned back “Maybe the apples don’t fall far from the tree” I quipped

Spent Saturday in Memphis at the Motel 6 Midtown. Got there around 4pm cleaned and lubed up and got online. Got my first reply with in the first fifteen minutes. Told him to knock once and come in that I would have my ass up head covered. I herd the door open then him pull down his pants and felt a semi hard cock rub on my ass, it soon got hard and it was long and not to fat and was perfect for the first cock of the night. After about ten minutes he made a groaning sound and unloading a huge load in my ass. He pulled his pants up and left. I got up and peeked out to see a six foot five black guy getting in his car as I had cum running out down my leg. About and hour another guy got back with me and the same thing happened but he was not as long but had a fatter cock and his profile said he was undetectable. He went on fucking me for about twenty minutes before unloading and leaving.. I was so turned on by then that I had cum dripping through my jock. It was about two hours before the next guy contacted me he wanted sucked so after seeing a pic of a nine inch bbc I said OK. He came in and I went to work on him for about a half hour as he played with my ass he decided to fuck me. when he started in I could tell it was big but was able to take it all. He did not last very long before filling me full of seed. After he left I checked my computer and the first guy I had wanted seconds and a to be sucked on first It was getting late but I was still horny as fuck so he came back over and left another load in my ass. He left and I was online sign off when I had a message on Squirt that a guy was looking to unload his cock but it was 4 in the morning and I was tired then after looking at his profile I said yes. He was not far from the hotel and showed up with in ten minutes. He came in and had no problem shoving his hard POZ cock in my ass and fucked me for about ten minutes then grunted and filled me full of his poz seed.He left without saying a word. I locked the door and passed out

came twice while reading this man, awesome story. Im sure I stoke out my unmedicated cum multiple times rereading this.

I have to report that my (already weak) kidneys took a hit recently, blamed on Truvada. When I quit Truvada abruptly a month ago, my kidney function began to improve after a couple weeks, now it's almost at the level it was before I started Truvada. I may yet consider taking it based on incident (2 immediately, one the next day and another the following day). It appears that PreP is not good for weakened kidneys.

Before I repost what my friend has sent me...a short bit of history here. I am 39 years old and my friend is 46. We dated for a short bit of time and enjoy one another but found that we are better being friends then lovers. So we keep in touch all the time or as much as life will allow us and being nearly 200 miles apart that is. Ok we met at a fisting party...I was clearly new at the whole scene but loved nasty bug chasing action and a mutual friend asked me to come with and experience a new level of fun. I went hoping to meet some nasty poz men (which I did...lol) and have a great time. There I met my friend (lets just call him "J"). He is a red head, nice tatts on both arms and a great smile that melted me like butter. Per him later..he said he was struck by my willingness to come to a fisting party not knowing all the lingo, the pleasure, the gapping holes and more moaning then a cow in heat. I just came back from Iraqi (well on leave really) so I was more than ready for some R&R. (Speed thru...lets just say we met up and have a great old time...) He was there the whole way thru my conversion (even pozzing my neg hole with his unmedicated poz juice too (he is a bottom and I am a vers. top). It felt great sleeping in his arms...I met his mom only once before she passed away from cancer and per him, she told him I was a great guy....like him when he was my age. After returning from Iraqi I went and played hard for a few weeks in the Chicago baths. That in itself is its own stories I will post some other time...lol. (First time slamming, poz breeding, snorting coke and pissing and drinkin at the urinals...that was a blast (smiling). Anyway, my friend J was jeolous and wishes he could experience those things with me there beside him. We are much alike in terms of desires, twisted thoughts and depravity. So here is my question guys...I need to find some guys of like mind to meet up with for a week or so of partying, bug chasing/talking, piss play, fisting...etc or point me in the direction were we can go for a much needed vacation. We both live in the upper midwest and needs to stay in the states (for now anyway). I know and trust you guys will have some ideas or thoughts so I am asking...no begging on my knees guys for help here. Need ideas so my friend J and I can mull over the suggestions and start making plans. So anyway...he is the emails...pull down your pants, grab some lube and sit back and enjoy the email posts guys.... ______________________________________________________________________ From J (8th August 2011): I love rough fisting and barebacking! Imagine a dark, dimly lit room. Mirrors around so that we can see the action from all sides. Huge fuck'n toys arrayed around the room ready for service. Copious containers of lube at the ready; J-lube, Crisco mostly. Fisting porn playing in the background, rough tatted guys wrecking greased up holes, bottoms, moaning and sobbing, begging for more fist! At this point you and I are already spun from tina. We lay out two thick lines each of more tina, preparing to become total pigs! We're gonna wreck our holes for *****! Snort it and now, were fly'n. You say to me "*****'s gonna fuck'n rape your hole tonight pig!" "I'm gonna wreck that HOLE! You want it!" You sprinkle a bit of tina on a dildo or butt plug and shove it up my ass; the ultimate booty bump! I hold it in for and can feel my ass begin to tingle and loosen. "I want you! I want you inside of me" Wreck me!" You stroke that fat cock of yours. You shove it in my mouth while a writhe on the tina infused dong up my ass! You start piss'n down my throat. It's hot chempiss! It's so good! I can't get enough. "Yeah KUNT you love *****'s piss!'. I'm tonguing the air. I want more piss, you squat of my probing tongue force me to rim your ripe hole! We're so fuck'n tweaked we don't care. We're gonna play for days. "I want you in me! My hole is your's *****. Fuck this miserable pig!" You move over to my hole now. "'You gonna be my dog now!" you say to me. You tap the base of the butt plug stuffed in my ass! I moan. "I want YOU in me now! I wanna be your bitch" "Make me a KUNT, Daddy" "I'm your's. I wanna be you DOG!" "Yeah! Fuck yeah!" You begin to ease the plug out of my hole. "Give it up bitch!" you say. "I'm gonna rape you!". My hole expands over the head of the plug and suddenly. I'm taking a hard shit now. I'm shitt'n it out!. And suddenly, "pop", my hole slams closed. The plug is out. There's lube oozing from my shit hole. It's pulsating, opening and closing. "I want you!". "Your *****'s bitch now, PIG" "I'm gonna OWN you're hole" You're stoking your cock! You see that my hole is ready to be owned and after this, it will be days of ecstasy and depraved fucking. The room smells of sweat, piss, lube and raw animal sex. You stick a finger in my pulsating shit hole and taste it. Yeah, tina infused lube! You shove two fingers in my hole and force me to suck the substance off your fingers. Yeah tina KUNT! This pig is primed. You order me to roll over. "*****'s gonna shove his big fat cock inside you!" You want that bitch!" Yeah, yeah". You continue to stroke your cock. You reach for the lube and begin filling my pig shithole! You're stoke'n it, almost humping it. You start fingering my hole. Each time you tease it, I push it up for more. You put a finger in, move it around, I moan, you pull it out and I hump the air. More lube, more fingering, you pull away and I hump the air, begging you to fuck me, my ass searching for your magic fingers. You growl "I'm gonna rape you pussy. I'm gonna bust that fist cherry and own you! "Gonna make you bleed!" You order me to hit the poppers now. Strong poppers. I can feel the rush course through me. My hole relaxes a little, but it not quite enough. I'm flying Daddy, but it's still not enough. I hit the poppers again and again! FUCK I WANT YOU NOW! "FUCK YEAH!" You press your fist against my hole. "FUCK YEAH!" I begin to buck now, like a dog. You smack my ass hard "Sit still KUNT!" You order my to spray some Max impact on your sock. I spray it good. As you press greased up paw against my shithole, You order me to suck on your Max Impact laden sock. THE RUSH HITS SUDDENLY. YOU FEEL MY HOLE SUDDENLY LOOSEN, STOP PULSING FOR A MOMENT. YOU KNOW THE RUSH HAS HIT ME AND YOU FORCE YOUR PAW INTO MY WAITING HOLE. I moan and cry, tears in my eyes, I can feel my hole opening around your greased up paw. I'm so tweaked at this moment, I imaging an angry fiery horned beast opening my hole with the head of his massive cock. I imagine myself worshiping at his feet, being his bitch, his KUNT, is personal fuck toy! It's you though and it makes me hotter and hornier. I hit the poppers again as my pussy swallow your greased up paw. My asslips close around your wrist, you're inside of me! This is only the beginning.*****'s cock twists and turns inside my gut, loosing me up, making my hole larger more receptive! I can feel your fingers searching inside of me snaking their way past my rings, the first and the second; the third to be taken this night! "Yeah, wreck me!" ***** begins easing the head of his swollen cock back towards my hole's entrance. "No, stay in me! I WANT you!" You say "Oh, I'm gonna fuck you, I GONNA FUCK YOU HARD!" " I OWN YOU" "YOUR MINE AND YOU WILL WORSHIP ME". "Yeah daddy, I am yours". My hole begins to expand some more as you ease that meaty paw out of my hole, I feel it stretch wider and wider, suddenly my KUNTLIPS are at your knuckles, the "pop: they slam shut again, pushing lube out, but you take your fingers and push it back in again. I hit the poppers and I'm bucking. "MORE I WANT MORE" - "SHUT UP BITCH, I GIVE YOU MORE!" "YOU'RE MY DOG! MY FILTHY BITCH AND I OWN YOUR KUNT!" As I'm still sucking on poppers, you feel I not quite ready to totally surrender. "Time for more Tina - then he'll give me anything I want" you whisper to yourself. Porn is showing violent fisting scenes! We're both horned demons! More tina, that's the ticket! Where to put it. Make him snort it, or in his kunt? You opt for both, but first you got to piss. You fill a container with your strong chem piss. You take a few basters fulls and pump it into my ass. "Here some chempiss for you pig. Hold inside you! Don't let it run out!" You quick clean up your hands and prepare 4 fat lines more. Two for you and two for me. This is it! This is where we enter hell, a new world full of sick desires, of kunt, chempiss, holewrecking, rape, ecstasy, sleaze, raunch, scat, I release the piss from my hole, you scoop up a little and feed it to me. Our lines of tina await. You sprinkle more on a dildo and shove it in my ass. "It's tina kunt! Hold it there! Feel it course through it! I'm gonna fist rape you!" I moan some more, "yeah". I've never been here, but so many sick depraved fantasies course through my mind. Suck'n your cock, taking your piss, eating your ass, suck'n your fingers, riding your foot! You take your lines of t and then feed me mine. I suck up the t and lick the plate. You hand me a wet rag and I suck that in too which further ignites the t in my nose! Now all I can do is growl and moan, I've become and animal, the beast is a ready. You pull the dildo out, shove it in my mouth, make me clean the tina lube off and shove it in my ass again. I roll over and hit the poppers again, You begin fucking me with the dildo, harder and faster, but it's not enough! You grab a BIGGER ONE! You fuck me again, in and out of my hole, violently, I suck poppers and tina high grow fiercer and fiercer, I see myself as an animal being violently fuck by another, one that I worship, "YEAH!" BIGGER DILDO STILL! FUCKING MY HOLE! This pig needs a fist now! I know it, YOU PULL OUT THE MASSIVE DONG! YOUR FIST IS NEXT. YOU'RE AN ANIMAL! A BEAST AND YOU ARE GOING TO BREED YOUR MATE OVER AND OVER AGAIN. YOU'RE BITCH IS NEVER GOING TO WANT TO LEAVE! We're flying now! It's a different world of the sickest most depraved sex imaginable! YOU ORDER ME TO "HIT THE POPPERS" AGAIN! SUCK'EM 'CAUSE I'M GONNA RAPE YOUR HOLE NOW AND I'M NOT GOING TO STOP! "HIT THEM AGAIN!" NOW YOU PRESS YOUR GREASY SWOLLEN PAW AGAINST MY WAITING HOLE. WHEN WE'VE FINISHED IT'S GONNA BE SLOPPY AND GAPING! The poppers kick in again, plus the tina raging through my veins, and suddenly, SLAM, your force your fist into my hole, I reach for your arm and pull you deeper! HE'S READY! "HERE IT COMES BITCH!" 'FUCK YOU" YOU WON'T WANT ANYONE ELSE AGAIN, BECAUSE NO ONE KNOWS HOW YOU NEED IT EXCEPT ME!" "FUCK YEAH, I'M YOUR'S NOW. I'M READY *****! TAKE ME!" Masturbate to that sir, "J" ______________________________________________________________________ (ok I am fucking horny now...fuck!!!) Me: some mindly chatter and thoughts about who we could talk to about this but really no clear ideas. ______________________________________________________________________ From J (same day) I still want to get slammed someday. I think that will be the ultimate and finally take me to the pig level I fantasize about. J ______________________________________________________________________ From J again... hell my email is blowing up at this point....lol I don't know, but I fully intend to make my pig fantasy a reality. ______________________________________________________________________ From me: some more banter about a tweaker that lives north of me but don't think he would be a good match and then my final words... "-Personally I want you...and well all that shit you just wrote too...fuck! Ok have to run for an interview, love ya." ______________________________________________________________________ From J (same day): ok I think he will rape anything that moves from the way his emails are sounding now... "All I know is that I wanna get ToTally Tweaked and have have one or two *****ic fuckers violently wreck my hole for days! I'm a versa fist too, so I can use mine the same way. I wanna suck rim a chem hole, drink copious amounts of chempiss, I want sick twisted fisting and bareback porn, with cum, poppers, max impact, feet and dildos! I wanna ride your feet, both your fists at the same time and take you past your elbow. I want to feel your fist deep inside of me fucking my insides! I wanna suck the chems from your fingers your toes, I wanna ride you, your feet, your cock, your fists, your tongue, and I wanna ride you harder than I've ridden before." ______________________________________________________________________ From me: Fuck...reading this email while on in the restroom and getting hard....grrrrrr... So have you looked at barebackrt for folks in (town near him)? What about Allen or whatever his name is? I don't know if he is into that stuff. Or lets go to Palm Springs and rent a room at one of the resorts and get fucked up there...you, me and whoever wants to join. I am thinking about it...but I don't want to go alone that is...so why not? ______________________________________________________________________ From me: (ok just about two-steps away from the door and driving like a horny dog chasing a bitch to his place to breed this cunt hard.... "I want to do that and more bitch...I want you to be mine...you lust me...to feel hunger for me deep in your soul and beg for my return. I want to hear you moan, cry and beg for me in you all the time. I want to know you can't stand the moment I am NOT in you some how and know I have total power and control over your body and soon your mind. Guess the sick part of it is...I want to control you...a domination thing. To control you via our hole if I must....LOL. So yes...I will rip and tear your hole if need be...I want you so bad I can taste the hunger and its fueling me...I am well beyond lust pig...I am two steps away from driving my arse down there and dragging you back here like a possessed dog that is hell bent on owning and breed his bitch. We both have this hidden desire for one another and we both know it...I know I feel it. I just wish I had better surrounding to play in...a nice sling would have done it...I would have planted my arm in your hole that night and ignored your "other" needs to go to work. I would have feed you tina and owned you while your here. To bring you to me...into my world and make you forget...to deny your "other life" and belong to me. I will fulfill your needs...all of them pig. I want you like I need air...I feel you in my blood...that rage of lust I need. I need you cunt. I need to tear into you and hear you scream for mercy...to hear you cry for me...to beg for me never to leave again. I will fist you to hell and back if need be to get you again. You know it and I will NOT stop till I get what I want. Now its your ball cunt, you want to play or keep teasing me? I am NOT kidding about traveling somewhere for a nice vacation. I will drive to Palm Springs if need to pnp with you at some resort. I would love to see you be fisted by others while I sit on your face and force you to eat my hole out too. I want you pig...fuck now I am horny. FUCK YOU J....you know how to strike my buttons...fuck what was your address again? LOL" ______________________________________________________________________ From J (today Aug 9th at 8am): Had you fed me t all night. You would have kept me there to be the subject of your preverse pleasure. A sling wasn't needed. You had your hands for that. ______________________________________________________________________ so here is where we left off...two horny dogs that secretly love one another...(yes he now has a partner and his partner is cool with J wants to do and with who. I guess since I am an only child I look up to J as my older brother...the brother that I lust and desire...the brother that I want to dominate and control but still look up to him (hope that makes sense to you all). He has no clue that I have posted our most deepest desires on a public website. I know I told him about this site...so if your reading this J...1) I love you 2) I will own you.... and 3) I will do anything for you up to raping your holes with both of my large hands and making you scream out my name over and over and over. So as you all can see...we are both ready and I want to make sure his ever twisted fantasy is fullfilled to the fullest. I want to be there beside him either moaning like a cat in heat with a fist deep in my hole (fisted once before) or ramming repeated (roughly) my fists in his nice pink hole. If he ain't screaming...I ain't doing it hard enough...get my drift folks? (Yes I have a s/m side of me just wanting to come out here). We are into literally anything...he has more experience on some stuff I can only dream about (ex: tens units, sounds) but I am willing, able and ready to learn or experience it all including scat...lol. So please provide helpful ideas, thoughts or direction here for activities, locations, places or guys that might be of interest. Just thought maybe a planned rape scene which leads into the shit that was posted before? LOL

I have only bottomed a few times now, but I never get fully erect and I never touch myself. It’s not at all about my dick when I get fucked, it’s entirety about my top’s cock and my ass. If I cum, that’s a bonus. If not, I’m still fully satisfied.

Reminds me of all the massages I’ve had. No poz cock?but almost all mine ended with a cock, pierced cock, huge dildo or fist up my ass. Once rimed the massage therapist while he jacked me off. I guess I found some full body massage therapist!????

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

Damn, I need to fuck!

A legitimately bad person wouldn't feel as conflicted as you do now. You have a conscience and a soul. You're young and not the person you will be in five, ten or even twenty years. I'm pushing 50 and still don't think of myself as a 'finished product'. I see good things in your character...and in your future.

Last load wasn't someone's breeding my ass but it was a rather hot encounter. The weather has been so hot in CA and I couldn't sleep so I walked to the beach, sat on a bench near the pier around midnight. There were some peeps walking around, mostly couples and then there's a mid-40s dad-looking guy with a young female looked like she could be the daughter. They didnt hold hands and she walked down the stairs and into a restroom. The guy followed and waited outside. He was looking around and then the door opened, he sneaked in. About 30 minutes later, the door opened and the female left, guy followed not long after. I could see his face this time as he came up the stairs, pretty good looking latino, built but with a small beer belly, shorts and sandals. Somehow, I got a hard on, wishing im in that restroom with him. After he walked far away, i walked down to their stall, hoping the space might fill with him cum scent or he might spray onto the floor or on the wall. As a pig, i entered with excitement. There, he left a condom on the floor next to the toilet bowl, well, i wasnt sure it was his till i touched it. warm. i lift it, its a magnum size condom filled with quite some creamy cum. i washed the exterior of the condom, wasting no time, i sat on the toilet bowl and smell it. OMG, the smell of the rubber and its fresh cum, thinking about his face, i dipped my tongue right into his cum. Taste heavenly great, and i scooped some with the tip of my tongue to taste and i swallowed with my saliva. Then, i emptied the condom into my mouth, stroking myself thinking of him breeding my ass. once i swallowed all of his creamy cum down my throat, I cum all over my clothes and went home. I will probably cruising the public restroom more often, see if i will collect more straight men's used condom.

This took place about four months ago on my red-eye flight to Ft. Lauderdale. I took my seat and ended up sitting next to a tall black man in sweats with a nice build. Because of his bigger size his shoulders were taking up most of the seat and his legs were too long to sit straight so he had to bend them out a little toward the other two seats to fit. I had put my arms on the armrest and he was trying to make himself comfortable as well so he put his arms on the rest as well and his upper arm was laying on my upper arm. I figured if he didn't mind i wasn't going to move mine. As the flight went on his leg eventually ended up against mine and again I didn't move and neither did he. After we landed I got off the plane and went into the bathroom. It was early in the morning like 4:30am so the airport was mostly empty and I went over to a urinal and started to piss and about a half a minute later he came in and stood at the urinal right next to me. He pulled his sweats and underwear down enough to pull his dick out and he started to piss as well.. He wasn't standing really close to the urinal and he wasn't holding his dick either he was just letting it hang there while he pissed so I tried to catch a glimpse and he caught me looking and he said "It's OK you can look" and I said "I'm sorry i didn't mean to be rude" and he said "If you like the way it looks you're gonna like the way it tastes" and I was a little surprised by his response and I said "What do you mean?" and he said "It's cool, I know you wanna lick it - you wasn't rubbin on me cuz u were cold, u were rubbin n me cuz u were hot an i'm cool with that, so lets not play no more and just get to it". He said for me to meet him in the corner stall . I finished my business and walked over to the corner stall as well and went in and he closed the door. He had me sit on the toilet facing him and he pulled his sweats down and put his hand on the back of my head and forced it to his dick, and I started to suck him.. I probably sucked on him for about five minutes and then i heard him say "imma squirt" and just then he kept a firm hold on my head and started to shoot. After he finished shooting, he took one hand under his dick to drain the last few drops out of his shaft while he pulled it out of my mouth and then he smeared the last few drops of cum on my lips and wiped his dickhead off on my chin. He looked down at me and he said "now we good" and pulled up his sweats and walked out and left. I went over to baggage claim to wait for my bags and about 10 minutes later the bags started to come out and then I suddenly saw him pulling a bag off the carousel. He glanced over at me and threw me a dirty look and flipped me off with his middle finger. Some of the other passengers saw this as well and looked at me odd and I just waited for my bag and left.

I hear some noise going on as I start to wake up and feel like shit, I feel like I have a sore throat from all the dicks that were put in my mouth, something is in my ass hole and as I put my hand on is someone yells DON'T REMOVE the plug, something is wrong with my dick as I see it has a cage on it, as I open my eyes I'm in a cage with Greg. They grab my arm and give me a shot that gives me a warm feeling and then some juice they say is only juice. They do the same to Greg after he wakes up and we talk for a while, he tells me that was a good party and from what he saw of me I was having a blast and I'm shocked when he said that. Biker dude puts a video up and in it, I can see me begging to take loads, drinking piss and asking to be slammed. When taken out of the cage they give me some fruit to eat as they are going to turn me into a vegetarian so it will be easier to clean me out when I'm going to be used. After eating Biker dude comes over and says desert as he pulls out his dick, I get on my knees as fast as I can and open my mouth and suck his dick till he gives me his load which I swallow then lick his dick clean. After 4 weeks I'm getting fuck slammed with Tina and I have become a cum whore and will do anything for Tina and the other things they give me. One morning I see Greg is not feeling well and they take him out of the gage they say for a while. Being alone sucks but they keep using my body for their pleasures and the more they do the more I don't like it I LOVE IT. One night at a big party they bring me to this old man, he has to be in his 60s and has many tattoos and body piercings. He says to me after I get finished with you tonight you will never be the same in so many ways and it is going to be filmed for you to keep as a reminder of what you are and of sending out to our many brothers to see what you are as his hands are exploring my body. He pulls out the plug out of my ass and says its so small and when I finished with you will be needing depends for a while as he puts the plug in my mouth. His hands are very large and take his hand on my arm and take a point with the other hand pulls off the cover to the point with his teeth finds a vein and gives me a heavy slam that sends me into a rush that is so overwhelming as he puts me on my knees and drops his leather jock strap and I'm shock of what I see. His dick is over 10 inch and as thick as a beer can but what is more shocking is the size of the ring on his Prince Albert piercing, there is also Jacob's ladder piercing running the length of his dick. Once he is hard he pulls out a point that I was told later was Caverject to keep his dick hard. I'm on my back and on the ceiling is a mirror so I can see everything, my legs are put in straps and spread wide he puts a shard in my hold and starts the rim job on me from heaven and if I did not have Tina dick I would be exploding right now. He starts to insert his dick and I say to my self those piercing are going to tear me us forever and the deeper he goes the better it feels as he is watching my reaction to keep me comfortable and let me enjoy as I know the cameras are rolling. Once he is balls deep he asks how full do I feel and I say very full now, he laughs and says wait till later as he starts to fuck my brains out. When he cums I expect to see a lot of blood but to my shock, there was none at all as I clean his dick off. I'm back on my back and my legs in the cuffs as he gives me a pill he said was to keep me awake as he is putting some powder on his fingers and putting in my hole, in a few minutes my hole feels numb as he pulls out this large of Crisco then puts it on his arm and says now to drive my toxic AIDS load deep in your worthless negative hole. As my hole is numb his hand goes in easy then he hits my second sphincter and now I feel some pain but he says I want you to beg for it. Please go deeper. How much more MORE as I look in the mirror its almost to his elbow. Boy, you want more as I see a point. YES, I want more. He calls over someone to give me the point and when the rush happens and I coughing he goes elbow deep on me. As I relax he ask me how full do I feel now as his elbow is nowhere to be seen now.

I know they gave me some kind of drug as Biker dude drags me over to a bench and strapped me in and says don't go anywhere. I don't know how long I was there if it was a few minutes or hours as I see the boy cleaning the floor and he still has that sinister look on his face. I feel someone slap me on my ass and it hurts and I guess its the owner as he looks right into my face and says you fucking ass hole over at that college is always making our life hard but we get our own revenge in the end as he points to the boy cleaning the floor as he was once just like you very curious about what goes on around here. I tell Jack the owner that I'm thirsty and the boy brings over me something to drink, it tastes horrible and Jack says we have to keep you hydrated for later. Jack leaves for a few minutes and comes back in a leather harness with leather chaps and says he is going to give me an introduction of what I will become. I see the boy come running over and they are behind me and Jack tells the boy he did a very good job, then I feel his dick by my hole and jack is pushing his dick in and it FUCKING HURTS the pain is more than I can bear as Jack fucking a virgin hole dry is so much fun hearing them scream, then later hear them begging to get fuck. Jack is not going easy as his dick is going all the way in and then all the way out as his body is pounding against me so hard that the bench I'm on is moving on the floor, I can feel the excitement in Jacks body and the grunting noise he is making as he is yelling words like one less virgin in the word, soon a new member of the brotherhood, another sissy faggot is born and so on. It seemed like this went on for hours as then something happen as Jack falls on top of me I guess from exhaustion and whispered into my ear you were great and it was fun to fuck such tight hole, then he pulls and comes in front as he calls the boy over and the boy then takes Jacks dick that is covered in cum and I see some blood and puts in his mouth without using his hands, Jacks dick disappear into the boys mouth and Jack is holding his head as the boy is gagging on Jack dick, when Jack pulls his dick out of the boys mouth the boy takes his tongue and licks and cum and blood on Jack and the flood as I see puddles of it. Jack squats down and looks me in the face then says any time a dick is near your lips you just open your mouth and service it, then he says he is the punishment for not doing so as I get a jolt from a Cattle Prod on my ass, then he says next time its on your worthless negative dick. Jack tells the boy to clean me up as he stepped around me I feel his hands on my ass cheeks spreading them and his face buried in licking my hole and I hate to say this it felt great , then he unstrapped me and sat next to me and the sides of his face is some cum and blood and tells me to lick it off and I do and he is working my dick which is rock hard and gets on his knees his mouth is on my dick then I exploded in his mouth I see he is wearing a chastity cage as he gets up and gives me a kiss and gives back my cum and tells me to swallow it, I ask him about the cage and he told me he is still negative and has not converted yet, but once he does convert it will comes off as he will be a member of the brotherhood.

It's that time of the week again. Little Piggy Nick will be available for you to fuck at my place tonight and tomorrow in Webster starting at 6ish. We got to his limits with 8 guys last Friday, but what kind of Daddy would I be if I stopped there, So it's open house and open hole again for all takers, no questions asked and no one refused. Bing your own beer (he needs practice recycling) and your favorite spanking implement or ass toy. My other boy (bareben) is also availble for kink and breeding too, so hang out watch porn, drink beer, get serviced and fuck. HMU for more info, Rick: (585)642-4682

This is the Lucky boy that is going to Maine with Master Myself and our other pup. he has yet to have any of us fuck his hole. He is plugged diapered and locked in Chastity just like I am and has not been able to cum for 3 weeks. He is going to be breed by all 3 of us and take the 3 month load I have saved up when Master unlocks me from my Chastity Cage. I want to plow him long hard and deep real deep and so hard that he screams as I pound his puppy hole. He will then remain plugged and in diapers like he is in this photo. unless he is being breed.

Part 6 I woke up feeling hot and tight as if I had been wrapped in something. When I opened my eyes the room was dark and my vision was restricted, I had something over my face. It was a hood, it was tight, I couldn’t open my mouth and I only had two nostril slits to breath. I tried to remain calm, not knowing what was now happening to me. “Good you’re awake. I took the liberty of dressing you in something more exciting” It was Toms voice, I tried to look around but my hands and feet were restrained, I was face down on the bed now. “You look hot in rubber boy, you're making daddy hard” I realised I must be wearing a rubber body suit. Completely covered except for my ass, which felt cool and exposed. Tom had climbed on the bed behind me and I could feel his body near my ass. It was burning with the butt plug still tearing my hole. “I won’t lie boy, this is going to hurt” Tom said laughing to himself I thought I’d pass out with the pain when he started to slide the butt plug from my ass. He twisted it as he pulled it from inside me, I attempted to scream but I couldn’t open my mouth to make any noise. I just groaned into myself. With one last tug the butt plug was removed from my ass. Almost instantly Tom slammed his cock balls deep into my now destroyed ass. “Fuck boy. You’re wrecked…such a sloppy hole, it’s dripping” The wind had been fucked out of me, I struggled to catch my breath with the suit and hood on. Tom fucked me for what felt like hours, my hole burned and never relaxed to the invasion of his cock. I don't think it would ever feel comfortable inside me. He never slowed his pace, occasionally speeding up but never loosing momentum. The entire time he told me how much of a good boy I had been for daddy and that he would reward me with a gift. “Fourth load boy. You’ve definitely got it now.” Had Tom cum in me 4 times? I felt used and terrified but shamefully horny. He untied me and lifted my weak body, He placed me down and I felt suspended in the air, I was in a sling. Had Tom built it while I slept? I glanced upwards and could see my reflection in the mirrored ceiling. I was completely covered in shiny black rubber, my cock completely hidden and just a hint of my exposed ass as Tom fixed my legs into restraints, keeping them open. That’s when I noticed Tom had changed. He was wearing leather trousers and a black harness across his chest. His cock was hanging out, it was pierced, he caught me looking at it. “I thought I’d put my ring in for you boy. I’ve told the others not to wear theirs, I want you to know when it’s Daddys cock in you.” Others? What others? My breathing started to increase again. Tom noticed. “Relax boy, it’s all part of the gift. My friends seen you in the bar with me. I promised they could help me break you in. Make you discover your true calling.” My heart was racing and my mind was running a mile a second. I wasn’t into group sex, Tom had barebacked me, I didn’t want strangers cumming in me. I looked at Tom, I could vaguely make out a tattoo on his chest, it was black and red and looked tribal. I knew I had seen it before. “They'll be here soon boy. Just remember you're my boy. I won’t let anything happen to you that I don’t want to happen.” He walked over to his sex wall and removed the glass jar of lube and placed it, along with a long syringe, on to a table next to the sling. He caught me glancing at his chest again. He just smiled and filled the syringe with lube . “This is all Daddy boy. I want my friends to fuck me deeper into you with every thrust.” Tom could probably sense my confusion. “This jar is 3 months worth of my cum boy. I told you I’ve been saving every drop since I first seen your tight little ass. My friends are going to use it as lube before they add to my loads already.” He never gave me a chance to respond, he walked out of the room and left me. After half an hour or so, the door opened and Tom strode over towards me, followed by a group of men. I couldn’t see how many there were, at least 10 anyway. I tried to look at them, they were all in their 40’s, muscled and stripped down to chaps, jockstraps and harnesses. They looked like they had just came from a kinky porn set. I noticed one of the guys had a similar tattoo to Toms, not only him but another, and another. In fact all the guys had the tattoo, in varying places. Some above their crotch, on their chest, arms. I’m sure one of them had it on his dick. ‘Biohazard’, thats what it was… wait did that mean they were all…

He started to slide his cock deliciously in and out of me, taking his time as he enjoyed the feel of my cummy arsehole around his cock. "Mmmm....darling!" he gasped. " you have a sexy pussy!" The other man got off the sofa and headed out. "See you two lovebirds later!" He laughed. "Knock him up good, Terry!" Terry chuckled as the man left and whispered in my ear. " Is that what you want, baby? Do you want daddy's nasty sperm in you? Do you want my baby?" I was gasping with pleasure as I knelt on the old sofa, arse up, being fucked by this sagging old man. But his cock felt so good, and I was so high with the sleaziiness of it, I could only nod my head and say "Yes...breed me!" He sighed happily. "Good boy!." Then he thrust faster in and out until his cock was like a rod of iron in me "Here it comes!" He gasped and I felt his cock throb and throb, knowing with each contraction his toxic sperm was spurting into me. After a few moments, he stopped moving and lay heavily on my back. I could feel his ribs and his heart pounding. "Oh yes...you're all wet with my spunk now. Let's give it a chance to take, shall we?" He lay on me like an old pig. It was quiet and still as the others had left, and I could hear the clock ticking and smell the body odour on the sofa back beneath my chin. Eventually, his cock softened to the point where my hole expelled it with a soft hiss and he got heavily to his feet and slapped my bum. "There you go, son. Hope you enjoyed getting pregnant with me. See you later" Then he was gone and I was alone in that filthy room, sperm dripping out of me, wondering what the hell I'd done. And yet, my cock was rock hard and I was as excited as I've ever been. There was a noise in the door way and the thin, veiny man called Arthur who'd used me to get off came in and gave a dirty laugh. "Fuckin' hell! Look at you!" He laughed as I got to my feet, erection standing out with a drool of pre-cum hanging from the tip. "Bet you didn't expect this, did yer? Bet you didn't plan to go home well and truly pozzed?" I shook my head and blushed, "I'm so ashamed of myself, I shouldn't have done it" I said. But my hard-on showed a different story and he just leered at me "I think you knew what you were doing. You're just a filthy bastard like the rest of us." He turned, knelt on the sofa and spread his sagging, wrinkled buttocks revealing a puffy, slack brown hole glistening with lube. "C'mon," He said. "Give me your last neg load. This is what your arse is going to look like one day" He wriggled it obscenely at me. I couldn't resist. My heart was pounding and I knew now what I was. I got behind him, pressed my cock into his puffy lips and slid up him as Bill appeared again with his rubbish bag to empty the bin. He watched me fucking the wasted old body for a minute or two, then came and slipped his hand under my buttocks and squeezed my balls and fingered my cock were it entered the slimey hole. "That's it" He said. " Don't be shy. Shoot up him like his wants." He suddenly thrust his forefinger into Arthur along side my cock and I gasped with pleasure, feeling the orgasm approaching "C...cumimg! I gasped "Ooh, lovely! I can feel it shooting around my finger" Arthur was laughing as he took my load "Git your fucking finger out you dirty sod!" Bill did what he was told and winked at me as he licked the cum and juices from his forefinger. "Nice. " He said. " Sweet. And your last neg load. I know they've all fucked you. Welcome to our little club!"

Sam and Robert left Paul and Johnny in the capable hands of Angelo and Tony for the remainder of the weekend. By Sunday evening Paul and Johnny had been loaded up with a dozen plus loads of cum and it wouldn’t be long before they became a positive influence on the campus. Back at Robert’s place, Sam explained the gift and power that Robert now had in him. Sam was expecting Robert to be upset finding out that he was probably HIV+ and had contributed to possibly pozzing two young college students. Instead Robert found it to be extremely powerful and was embracing what he was becoming. Sam was shocked that Robert was so into this so quickly and knew at this point how much they were meant for each other. Sam proceeded to spend the weekend with Robert and explained how to use prepare and use riggs, spike drinks and other tricks that could come in handy with Robert’s interactions with the college students. Robert soaked up all the information like a good student and told Sam that they would have more adventures together if Sam was interested in corrupting students like Robert now was. On Monday, Robert taught his computer science lecture and introduced the subject of code injection from a security perspective. What the students weren’t picking up on in the lecture was the innuendo that Robert had in his lecture at the time but a number of students would find out later on about the perils of “code injection”. That afternoon during office hours one of Robert’s students, Steven, came by and told Robert that he saw him at the club the previous weekend. Steven thought he would be able to use that information for his benefit but all Robert said to Steven was and your point. At this point Steven wasn’t sure how to proceed as he was intrigued at seeing his professor at a gay club. As Steven was at a loss for words, Robert stood up and started rubbing his cock through his tight jeans as he walked closer to Steven. Robert said to Steven he wouldn’t be blackmailed into a relationship or have anything he did with Steven used to influence his grades. Steven nodded his head as Robert stood over him and asked Steven what did he want. Steven said he wanted Robert’s cock and dropped to his knees to unzip Robert’s fly and fish out his cock. Steven proceeded to suck on Robert’s cock like it was his last meal. Robert let this go for a few minutes before lifting Steven up and telling him that he needed to get undressed and Robert would give him what he wanted. Robert positioned Steven on all fours and took out some of the special tina laced lube that Sam left for him. Once Robert placed the lube into Steven’s tight hole, Robert quickly moved to fuck Steven. Robert wasted no time pounding Steven’s tight hole and unknown to Steven the tina laced lube was helping to make Steven hornier than he had ever been before. Robert went a good fifteen minutes pounding Steven’s hole before cumming deep inside of him. Robert laughed to himself that was one way to demonstrate a code injection. As Steven recovered from his fucking by Robert, Robert picked up Steven’s head and told him to lick his pick covered cock clean. Robert then asked Steven if he wanted to be tutored privately like this in the future and Steven said he would. Robert told him that he needed to bring him another student that shared Steven’s interests and then he could be tutored again.

Sam took Robert’s arm and wrapped a band tight around it while looking for a vein. Robert asked what was in the syringe to which Sam replied it was something that would help Robert feel like a new person. Sam found the vein and asked Robert to hold still and Robert still in his daze from the previous night allowed Sam to inject him with the syringe which only later would Robert find out was his first blood slam he would take. The mixture of Tina and Sam’s HIV+ blood entered Robert’s vein and only a few minutes later Robert was feeling the effects of the slam. Sam proceeded to place Robert onto his hands and knees and started pounding his cum filled ass again. Over the next couple of hours Sam would put three more toxic loads into Roberts loosening hole. Robert still feels the impact of the Tina never really realized that he was being turned into a willing bottom which was the first thing Sam wanted. Robert finally passed out from all the fucking late Sunday morning and slept until his alarm went off Monday morning. When Robert woke up Sam was still there and told Robert that he would be back in three weeks from a business trip and when he got back that they would meet up again and play. In the interim, the only people that Robert was allowed to play with were Angelo and Tony who would treat him well. Outside of that Robert was to start exploring on campus where the gay students would go for their after hours fun and he was to start looking at which of his students were showing more than a passing interest in being his teacher’s pet. Sam didn’t not want Robert to act on any of his instincts until Sam came back from him trip. The next few days Robert taught his classes, did his tutoring of his students who came by and in his spare time found the location of a couple of clubs by the campus where the students hung out which he would tell Sam about the next time. One club intrigued Robert as a number of patrons were wearing leather and Robert starting thinking about how much he liked the look and feel of leather which he would also talk to Sam about. . Angelo and Tony came over on a Thursday evening as one of Robert’s students were leaving. Mike was a 19yo 5’8” 145 pound sophomore who had a timid personality. Tony picked up on it right away on introductions and after Mike left today Robert that he could really have some fun with someone like Mike. Robert brushed the thought aside even as it made his cock hard but Angel saw Robert’s cock harden and immediately went for it. Fishing it out of his pants Angelo told Tony that Robert seemed to be more into his students than he let on and proceeded to suck on Robert’s cock. Tony came up behind Robert and while licking at his ear started to finger Roberts’s hole and subtly slipped him a booty bump and then proceeded to slip in his cock and begin to fuck Robert again. As Tony fucked Robert, Angelo sucked and swallowed Robert’s load then proceeded to stat kissing Robert feeding back to him his own cum. Angelo then proceeded to replace Tony in fucking Robert and soon enough Robert had another load in him. Later the next week, Robert started to feel like he was coming down with what he felt was a cold. By the weekend he was laid up in bed with the flu. Tony and Angelo came over to check in on Robert and left smiling knowing that Robert was suffering from the fuck flu. Tony called Sam to give him the good news and Sam was elated. Now Sam could focus on turning Robert into a gift giving force on the college campus and indirectly help Sam grow his business with a new and younger clientele

I recall getting bred in a sling in a London sauna. It was my first raw, and both terrifying and thrilling. I went back a couple of months later as a brother and hopefully repaid the compliment and created a new bro

Last December I hosted a pump and dump session in a motel in San Diego and invited another bottom to share the guys with me. We just communicated with a couple of guys from our Craigslist ad and were expecting a guy to show up soon. Sure enough a guy showed up and opened the door but he looked a bit puzzled. I thought he was shy and didn't know how to approach 2 bottoms at the same time so I said, "Just relax and take your pick." So I just went into position and got ready to be fucked. The guy looked startled and embarrassed at the same time and froze for a few seconds and didn't know how to react. Without saying anything he just left with the door wide open leaving 2 naked gays exposed to the outside for anyone to see. Then after a few seconds he returned and went ahead and closed the door. We were afraid that he was going to report us to the management but then realized we could complain about his trespassing as well. Later we learned that there was a X'mas party going on in the room next door and apparently he wandered off to the wrong room. Either he wound up so traumatized or else he wished that he had gone ahead with fucking both of us and had a better time instead!....lol

Just a personal pref I think -- I have a 9.5" pal who is versatile, but doesn't like to get fucked by guys unless they're 7" or less; but another one with over 10" won't take a cock smaller than 8 -- I think they all feel good, large or small, tight or loose :-)