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Most of you guys that follow me know I travel to Europe a lot for my job. This past year, I've been mostly traveling to Amsterdam. Being the raw bottom slut that I am, there's few places that are better for me. My company used to put me up in the north end of town. I had quite a few "regulars" in the noord. Noord AMS is very ethnic. Lots of Arabs and working class guys. But since early spring my company has been housing me in the south end of AMS. The hotel in Zuid Amsterdam is in a jewish, upper middle class area near the University and many of the highrise corporate offices. So, the guys are very, very different from the Noord guys. The other very nice thing is that the hotel in the south doesn't require a keycard for the lift. So, guys can come right to my door. Making anonymous encounters possible, where they aren't possible in the Noord area hotel. One one of my first stays at the hotel in the south I met a guy that had posted on Doublelist.com. He had posted that he was a 54 year old, married, newly bisexual guy. He's 6'4" (195cm) tall. Slender. He has a big, thick, dutch, uncut dick. 8" (20.5cm). He said he liked nsa blow jobs and occasionally likes to top. I replied to his ad. I told him where I would be staying. He told me that he worked 5 minutes away and could stop by on his way home from work. He also told me that he considered himself primarily straight. But that his wife now had a medical condition that made it painful for her to get fucked. He said she wouldn't let him fuck her in the ass. And that she'd always been lousy at sucking cock. So, a few years ago he had started to let guys blow him. And that he'd recently begun to fuck guys as well. I told him that that was exactly the type of guy I was turned on by and we arranged to meet in a few days when I was back in Amsterdam. The afternoon that I arrived I emailed him my room number. He replied back that he'd be there at 5:10pm. And sure enough, exactly at 5:10p there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and stood behind it. As I closed the door, there standing in front of me was this gorgeous, tall, muscular, sandy blond, blue eyed Dutch hunk of a man. I gave him a big grin and locked the door behind him. He immediately kicked off his shoes. Began to undo his belt and unzip. I quickly removed my glasses and watch. And followed him to the bed. He now had his pants and underwear kicked off and was sitting on the edge of the bed. His long, thick cock was already rock hard and standing straight up. I knelt between his legs and began to worship that Dutch monster cock. His cock was so rock solid, that it was more like an 18 year old boys cock, than a 54 year old man's. I asked him if he takes viagra to get this hard? "No. I'm just a horny fucker. Always have been." he replied with a smirk and a wink. After a few minutes of my sucking him, he leaned forward and began to rub my ass. I got up and removed my pants and shirt. I then climbed on the bed, on my hands and knees, with my ass facing him. He rubbed and fingered my hole. I had a bottle of lube sitting on the bedside table. He took that and lubed up my hole and his cock. I took a few hits of poppers as he slapped his engorged cock against my ass. As I continued to inhale poppers, he slowly pushed his huge mushroom cockhead into my hole and held it there to let me adjust to his thickness. Once he could feel my ass loosening up, he slowly pressed all the way up into me. I could feel his giant balls pressed against me. I took another huge hit of popper and he now began to fuck. He'd pull nearly all the way out of me, then slam back into me. I'd let out a grunt as his thrust would knock the air out of my lungs. I was moaning and groaning with every brutal thrust of his cock. "Whack!" he slapped me hard on the ass as he rode me. "Ya' like this, fag? Ya' like this big dick in ya'?" he said. I couldn't see him, but I could hear the sneer in his voice. "Fuck, yeah! I love your big, Dutch dick inside me. Fuck me." "Such a faggot, whore. Aren't you? "Yeah! Yeah!" was all I could say as he continued to knock the breath out of me with every thrust. His fucking got faster and if possible, even harder and deeper. I could tell he was really enjoying the ride. "Get up farther on the bed", he barked. He pulled out of me and slapped my ass. "Up in the middle of the bed". he growled again. I crawled up into the middle of the king sized bed, as he climbed onto it and crawled behind me. I sniffed some more poppers as he once again slammed up into me. "Cunt!" he said as he slid back into me. "Such a fuckin' cunt. Aren't you?" "Yes Sir!" I replied. "My cunt is yours to use and abuse." "Good fag." he said. "You know you're a no good cunt that's only good as a cum dump. Don't you?" "Yes Sir!", I again replied. Wham! Wham! Wham! His cock slammed into me, knocking the bed against the wall as he thrust. He reached under me with one of his hands and pinched my nipple as he fucked. "Ahhh...... Yesss....Oh, fuck me", I groaned. He quickened his pace and I could hear his breathing get faster and deeper. "Ahhhhhh.....FUCK!" he shouted as he slammed up into me as far as he could. I could feel his cock throb and his body shake as he unloaded his spunk deep into inside my second sphincter. It had taken about 10 minutes of heavy fucking for him to deposit inside me. He pulled out of me and collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. I also collapsed onto the bed, laying on my side, facing him. I stroked his smooth chest as his chest gasped for breath. "Holy Fuck! You've got a nice pussy". he said as he caught his breath. We laid there for several minutes, then he jumped up. "Can I shower? I don't want my wife to smell my cum and your ass on me." he said with a smirk. Without even waiting for an answer, he climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom to wash off all evidence of our fuck. Since early spring, this has been our weekly routine. A quick 10 or 15 minute fuck. He showers and heads home on his bicycle to his wife. Even though I'm missing some of my Arab and dock workers that were my regulars in Noord Amsterdam. This Dutch top has certainly been a fun replacement.

At the baths we usually split up, but he will watch if he sees me getting fucked. A couple of times he has had me in the sling and recruited guys to fuck me. Sometimes, he will wake me up on a weekend morning to tell. Me a guy is on his way to fuck me.

Part 27 I was being completely used and had no way to protest or stop what was happening, Tom had told me this was what he wanted and part of me felt like I had to trust him. The guy pounding my ass didn’t let up, he kept fucking me at the same hard brutal pace. The toy he had shoved in my ass felt like it was snaking its way deeper into me. If I wasn’t so high I’m sure I’d have blacked out. I was snapped back into the moment with a hard slap to my face, I obviously wasn’t focusing enough on the guy that was ramming his cock down my throat. I concentrated on opening my throat, tying to make the guy in front of me cum. One less person to fuck me was what I thought. “Suck my cock you pig! Hurry up and breed him Mick, I won’t last much longer in his throat” As if on cue I felt the guy in my ass, Mick, start to fuck my ass with long strokes. It didn’t take long, I felt his cock swell and the familiar feeling of ribbons of cum coating my now bruised hole. The guy in my mouth was quick to pull out and make his way to my hole, I barely felt a second of relief as he replaced Micks now spent cock with his own. This pattern repeated for at least another 10 guys, each one with different degrees of brutality. The last guy that buried his cock alongside the toy in my ass was hung and very thick. It felt like a second toy. No one had replaced the cock in my mouth. I was moaning heavily, and could feel the high wearing off. He leaned deeper into me and forced a bottle of poppers under my nose, I felt grateful for the relief. He kept holding the bottle under my nose, never moving it away. My head began to swim and my heartbeat was pounding in my ears. My hole was making a wet sloppy sound, I had been bred by at least 30 guys so far and it didn’t seem to be letting up. Just as the poppers were becoming too much I felt the cock inside me pulse and volley cum into the mix of loads already coating my insides. He took out his cock and although I still had the toy in my ass I felt the relief to no longer being double stuffed. “Nicely lubed up boy, now lets have some fun with that fuck hole” A sharp scratch at my neck and the rush through my veins let me know I was being slammed again. I knew what was coming but still couldn’t prepare for it. The guy at my ass worked his hand straight into my hole, he gripped the toy in my and slowly started to slide it out. I groaned out in a feral cry. He didn’t pull the toy out completely. He gripped the top of it and together he worked both it and his arm into my hole. I writhed in pain, unable to move still being strapped down. I has his arm up to his elbow inside me, and it was clutching onto a toy that was almost as thick. The drugs rushed into my system and I surprisingly felt relaxed. The feeling in my ass hurt but it felt good at the same time. The fist in my ass turned and pushed and punched my hole. It made me tingle, I have no other way to describe how it felt. Then without any warning both were remove and I felt a sudden feeling of emptiness. “Fuck boy, your hole is blooming. Look at that rose bud” I wasn’t sure what he meant, I felt a cock slide into me and then a feeling of warmth. I began to feel very full. This guy was pissing in me. I had never done any kind of waterspouts before. I guess I was enjoying myself.

For years I attended what was called a "gay men's gathering" which was a weekend event held at an old summer camp out in the woods. It was a great way to meet other gay men for community, friendship, and of course sex. The camp was pretty rustic, set on a quiet lake far from the closest town. The guys who went there were working class guys, back-to-the-earth old time hippies, artists- definitely not the city gay bar crowd. I found it very relaxing and low stress. I starting going there with a boyfriend, and had made a bunch of great friends there. I stopped going regularly when my boyfriend and I broke up, but I would still manage to get there every couple of years or so. Last year I was there again after a year and a half away. I parked my car and walked over to the main lodge where the registration was. I got onto the porch, put down my bags, and reached for the door. Just as I grabbed the handle, the door opened. A man came out- a very good looking guy. He almost walked right into me. He looked familiar, but I wasn't sure. He said hello and I replied. He smiled and then I knew who he was. His name was Jeff. He used to be a regular there. He was one of the popular guys, very handsome, great body, and always seemed very easy with sex. He was the kind of guy other men wanted, and he always knew it. He was still very handsome, but with rough edges now. But to me that made him even more handsome. He didn't seem to know me, and I wasn't surprised. But he held the door open for me and followed me back in the lodge. I registered, and Jeff grabbed my arm. He said hardly anyone was there yet, and told me to come bunk in the same cabin he was in. I guess he wanted company. We walked up a hill to the cabin, and only one bed was claimed- his. I told him my name- Connor. He told me to grab the bed next to his- fine with me. He helped me spread out my sleeping bag and put things away, then he gave me a huge hug. It felt really nice, and it seemed a little sexual. The weekend was off to a great start for me. He wanted to go for a walk. It was early afternoon, so there was all kinds of time for a walk. We followed the paths around, chatting and enjoying the trees and lake views. The cabins were set up in clusters around larger main cabins. We turned a corner and walked towards one of these clusters. The central cabin here was beautiful. No one was staying in the area. Jeff said he wanted to check out this cabin, so we went inside. There was a huge fieldstone fireplace. The roof had skylights. It looked like the kind of place it would be great to live in. There was a large table that had been pushed against the wall. I went over to look out the row of windows the table was up against. All of a sudden I felt his arms around me from the back. He turned me around and started to kiss me and grope me. I got hard instantly. He pressed up against me and I could feel he was hard too. He pushed me back against the table, dropped to his knees, and opened up my shorts. He stared eagerly at my throbbing cock. He pushed my shorts completely down and pulled my feet up out of them. He grabbed my hips and stuck his tongue out until it caught the drop of precum that had formed. "Hmmmm... that tastes good," he whispered. Then he swallowed my cock all the way. His mouth felt so good! It had been a few weeks since I had had any sexual contact at all. He played me like an instrument, bringing me to the edge more than once with that hot mouth and tongue. We were both moaning and grunting like animals. All of a sudden he stopped and stood up. He pushed me back onto the table and lifted my legs up. He then licked and sucked my balls, and then traced his tongue down towards my hole. I was squirming and moaning while he ate my ass. He must have been starving for ass. I was in heaven. Then he stood up and moved his big hard cock to my open, eager hole. He looked down into my eyes as though he was silently asking for my permission. I didn't say a word, but reached down and pulled my ass cheeks apart. He almost smiled, and started to press his dick into me. My hole was sloppy from his spit, but it still went in a bit rough. He got just the head into me, and whispered, "You have any lube?" I shook my head no, but I pushed against his cock and whispered, "Fuck me!" He slowly pressed into me another inch. It hurt a bit, but I wanted this bad. I pressed back, and he pushed in a little more. It hurt, but I didn't care. Here was this beautiful man I and everyone else had lusted after for years. He had never noticed me, but here he was now with his dick inside me. He was about halfway in me and he stopped, letting my hole adjust. After a minute or so I squeezed my hole around that cock. He moaned loudly when I did that. "I love your ass, baby! Do that again!" he cried out. So I did. I squeezed his dick tightly, and as soon as I relaxed he pushed in slow and steady all the way. Damn! It hurt, but it felt wonderful at the same time. He held his cock there all the way in while my body reacted. I was gasping and whimpering a little, but finally my hole adjusted. He reached down and pinched my nipples. That made my hole twitch, and I squeezed his cock again. He took that as a signal- he pulled out slowly almost all the way, then just as slowly pushed back in. He kept up those slow deep strokes. I cried out again "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" And he did. He gave me the fuck of my lifetime. He reamed me out good, finding every corner and massaging my prostate. He kept this up for a good long time, and my cock was leaking. I reached down to stroke my cock, but he pushed my hands away. He grabbed my wrists and held them down on the table while his thrusts came fast and furious. "I'm getting close! You want this load, don't you Connor?" Hearing him say my name almost made me shoot. I didn't say anything, and he asked me again. "You want this load? Tell me you want it!" I nodded yes emphatically. "Tell me, baby. Tell me you want it and tell me where you want it!" I hissed out, "Yes! Yes! Give me your load! Plant that load deep inside me!" He grunted and pushed his cock in all the way and kept it there. I could feel his cock shooting inside my hole. He grunted with every pulsing shot. He finished, and was breathing heavily as he lowered himself down on me. He kissed my neck and bit my shoulder, his hands still holding my arms down. He whispered into my ear, "I think you needed that, right? You wanted my load inside you, right? Tell me you wanted it." He seemed different all of a sudden, He had always been so confident and self assured, but here he was seemingly needing to hear me tell him it was OK. "Tell me," he whispered. I whispered back, "Yes, I wanted it. I love your cock inside me and I love your load in me." He sighed and seemed to relax a bit. We stayed that way, his body on mine and his cock still deep inside me. We then heard voices outside. It sounded like 3 or 4 guys were walking this way, chatting and laughing. Jeff stood up and put his cock back in his pants. He found my shorts and tossed them to me. He motioned to me to be quiet, and he peeked out the window. I put my shorts on and peeked out, too. There were 4 men just walking past the cabin. They had no idea what had just gone on, and they kept walking past. Jeff said quietly to himself, "Why did that asshole have to come this weekend?" "Who do you mean?" I asked. "Oh never mind. Just someone I don't get along with lately." He turned to me and smiled. He pulled me to him and gave me a big hug. "Thanks man. You have a great ass. I needed that for sure." "My pleasure, Jeff, believe me!" He said, "Damn, you didn't cum, did you? Well, save that up for next time, babe," and he gave me a deep, long kiss. "Let's go see who else has showed up, OK?" I couldn't stop smiling as we walked back to the lodge. I was thinking of that hot fuck I just got. More of this story to come...

Several times a year, we go to Steamworks, Chicago or The Club, St. Louis. Sometimes we splt up, other times we'll get a sling room and he will work the door, sending in Fuckers to use and breed my cunt. He likes knowing I'm getting knocked up by multiple strange cocks before sliding his own rod into my cum slicked pussy. It's a celebration of our sexuality.

Sorry guys, too many details I'm trying to remember. Tom was gentle, leading me to the bathroom to make sure that the revulsion didn’t lead to something more explosive. The small little white room was a shock of white towel and bright light that dazed me almost immediately, the disorientation making me subject to a room that almost seemed to turn on its own. The big man however, took charge, urging me first onto the toilet like a child to purge the contents of my stomach while he ran the shower as hot as sin. By the time I was sure I was clean, I leaned between my legs to wipe myself and realized that even this normal act of cleansing was suddenly as stiflingly erotic as the steam in the claustrophobic bathroom. I’m convinced that without Tom’s guiding hand I would have stayed there for a good deal longer making sure my little ass was sparkling clean. Tom’s shower was probably going to be quicker however since I was passed into the sudden torrent of near boiling water and then directed to the shower shot he had hanging there. He asked me if I knew how to use it and then dumbly I acknowledged it and he left me there. The water was a rhythm on my skin that was playing hell with the drugs in my system. The long tube of spurting water, driven into my asshole was almost like being born it felt so wonderful and too, I can’t say how long I sat there rubbing that tiny shooting dildo up inside me over and over again. When Tom returned it was like the approach of some ghost out of the corner of your eye and with a barking laugh, he told me it was time to get out. He rubbed me dry and wrapped me up, hurrying me into the bedroom and under covers, wrapping me in his sheets as the sudden reversal from steaming hot to normal house left me shuddering. This is what most people call the “roll” when it comes to ecstasy, feelings like waves overtake you in troughs and peaks, a light scratch on your balls may feel like silk or a razor blade. And finally, just like that, it was time for him to unwrap his present. With the sheets pulled back he slid the moons of his ass back to my face, squatting over me. The first thing I noticed in my now mindless eagerness to eat his ass was that he was bitter. Not as in badly cleaned or stained, but something different, something that reminded me of the belches I usually got when coming up on ecstasy. I’m guessing that he had, while I was in the shower, added his own pills to the tight orifice I was now sucking at like a whore. It was not the best taste to my already queasy stomach but I lost the focus of nausea at some point and just became an invading muscle inside a ring of muskiness. He kept rocking as I ate his ass, his balls brushing against my forehead, leaving tracer hot paths of sensation and occasionally and impact as he rubbed his hand down his cock. Sometime in the depths of my depravity he finally climbed off of me and moved his body downward, now covered in sweat like mine was the tensile bounce of his cock perhaps hotter than the rest of him. Me? I was soft, my cock retreating like a turtle inside me, the perfect specter of a drug riddled bottom bitch now ready to be fucked. He would find my ass slack and loose from both the shower and the ecstasy, ready for spit shine bit of lube, ready for his cock. My legs went up, the curve of my ankles as his handhold and he ground that invading piece of meat up and down the furry crack of my ass. I blubbered as the head danced over my asshole, the edge almost snagging its way in. “I’m going to come inside you and make you my girl,” was all I got before the inevitable push. His cock was huge and intrusive suddenly, painful, but oh so wonderfully painful as the receptors in my brain fired back and forth between pain and pleasure. Despite my slackness, I swear I even felt a little tear as he pushed in but I could only blame myself for having played so long with the hot water invading my ass. I stood on the brink and crest of this whirlwind my body arching to both better receiving his cock but also to maintain some rigidity in limbs that were suddenly shaking hard from the endorphin dump. I felt a wetness as my body responded, pouring its own lubricant down and around his cock, mucus clinging, mingling and eventually joining with the seed he’d pump inside me. My face too was wet which came as a shock and I reached up, touching my cheeks now wet with tears. I was crying? I was getting fucked hard and my confused body was treating this as some sort of religious experience because it wasn’t sadness I felt, but an overwhelming joy of being an abject whore bottom for this man. I reached up to rub my wet palms on his pecks, attracted to the hardness that I found there as well as the knot hardness of his nipples. His face was agony and ecstasy, he grunted ready to punch his cock through my inner lining and supplant his come in place of my brain. And finally Tom came, dumping with foul grunt deep into my guts, collapsing on top of me with his hard cock still pulsing his seed upwards. I held him, never wanting this psychotic feeling of being an object to ever end and I was disappointed that it must. So when Tom finally rose from my shoulder and playfully bit me on my chin, he asked if I was ready to meet his roommate.

PART 1 I was a straight married man with 4 kids and had never even thought about having sex with another man. I was quite ok with what others did though as it had nothing to do with me nor was it any of my business. I thought of gays like I did of blacks or anyone else, that they were getting a bad break they didn't deserve, just because of doing what they should be allowed to do. No difference, but some difference, if you know what I mean. The differences were just nobody else's business I thought as long as they were harming someone. Who cares what they look like or what goes on in their own bedrooms, quit snooping. I had a friend in another town I had known since she was born (several years younger than me). She was a lesbian and some mixed up at times. Since she was almost like my own daughter and I knew her whole family, I always tried to comfort her and tell her to calm down and stay focused on who she was. She was almost always involved in some drama or other, usually of her own making, but was basically a very kind and caring person. She had planned a party and asked if I wanted to attend? I knew that pretty much everyone there was going to be LGBTQ and my wife would definitely be bored to death at it. She practically begged me to come, though, so I relented and told her my wife was working that night and I would come and have a drink or two with her and her friends. My friend had told me the party was pretty much about as informal as you can get and it being summer and hot I decided to just wear what I normally would wear on a hot night at home, just a Tshirt, basketball shorts (me being my age they were much sorter than the newer style) and my slip on deck shoes. I usually also went commando so did not think to put on any kind of underwear or even a jockstrap. The party was to start, as the newer custom of today seemed to be, at between 9 and 10 pm (when I was younger they almost always started between 6 and 7 pm). When I got there, around 9;30, give or take a couple of minutes, there were already about 10 or maybe a dozen people there. My friend spotted me almost as soon as I got out of my car and ran to me gushing about being so glad I had come. She immediately had to drag me to meet her newest girlfriend, who seemed to be much nicer than the last couple I had met. They both took me around introducing me to their friends, and really pouring it on about their great straight friend. Then finally a drink. LOL I drink Rum and Coke and actually it usually has to be Bacardi 151 Rum. She remembered that for sure and had a huge 'Texas' Fifth of it ready and waiting. Being somewhat older, most of the music playing did not appeal to me at all. I am very old fashion in that regard and basically only like 50s and 60s Rock and Roll or 30s to the 60s County and Western. I find that most 'music' anymore is quite terrible to me. I soon found myself relatively alone watching TV in her living room as most of the party was outside. I finished my drink about the time a late football game came on. Was a couple of California schools, so didn't care who won, but, hey, it was football, right? I went and mixed another drink and then settled down to watch the game. In a few minutes I noticed that about 4 other guys had come in and grabbed seats and were watching also. We all talked a little as the game progressed. About the end of the first quarter I suddenly noticed that the two guys sitting on the other end of the couch we were on seemed to be making out with each other. I just kind of laughed to myself, thinking they needed to get a room. LOL.

Since starting PrEP, I’ve been more open to have the kind of raunchy sex I’ve always fantasized about. My boy, on the other hand, decided that PrEP wasn’t for him anymore. While we started it together, he went off of it a few months ago when his last prescription ended. And that hasn’t stopped him from having risky sex, which is a huge turn on for both of us. Usually, we play together. A couple of times since he stopped PrEP, we hooked up with Charlie, a POZ guy off his meds. Charlie is a fuck buddy and mostly bottoms for us. My boy will suck him off while I rawfuck him with my PrEPed cock, filling him with cum which my boy eagerly licks out. My boy did bottom for Charlie once before he stopped PrEP, and I think he missed the thrill of riding that bare toxic dick. It might have been the excitement of taking Charlie’s POZ load that made him want to go off PrEP. Last weekend, Charlie invited me to a conversion party. He and two unmedicated buddies were going to rawfuck a bottom hungry to take POZ loads and convert. The plan was for him to take four loads, three POZ ones and mine the only NEG, sort of a cum-roulette. He asked that I not tell invite my boy about it since he wasn’t much into topping and would upset the one-out-of-four odds. I agreed and told my boy that I’d need to work on Saturday afternoon. My boy was a bit upset that I’d be away for part of the weekend, but told me he’d see if he could get up to some naughty fun of his own while I was ‘working.’ I knew he suspected that I’d be having some naughty fun myself. Friday evening, Charlie texted me to let me know that our bottom had flaked. I was disappointed. My boy and I were watching a movie on the sofa so I was cagey texting back and forth with Charlie. He told me to hold tight and might be able to organize another guy hungry for some fresh POZ cum. Not a minute later, my boy’s phone started dinging . He read a text then got up and went to the bathroom. He was in there a few minutes and came back sporting a bulge in his shorts and a little dark spot that looked like a dab of precum to me. He settled back next to me and nuzzled. My phone buzzed and Charlie let me know that we were on again after all, adding that the new bottom wanted to blindfolded so he didn’t know when he was full of POZ cock or not… The next morning, my boy and I slept in and lazed in bed. We fooled around a little making out until I started eating and fingering his hole. He moaned as I lined up my cock and slid inside him. I was horny thinking about the fun I was going to have with some cumdump’s ass that night and my boy’s eyes were tightly clenched, lost in his own fantasy. I asked him if he was thinking about Charlie’s big POZ cock and he started muttering, ‘Breed me!’, ‘…dirty seed…’, and ‘fill me up!’ I was only too happy to oblige with my PrEPed cum. I shot deep inside him and stayed there until my hardon went down. An hour or so passed quickly and I showered before heading out ‘to work.’ My boy kissed me at the door and told me to have fun ‘working.’ He said he might have a surprise for me when I got home. I hopped in the car and texted Charlie that I was on my way. He replied back to take my time as our bottom was running a little late. I got to Charlie’s and had a beer or two with him and the two POZ tops he’d invited. Both were mid-50s but looked older with wasted faces and sizable bellies. Both had stopped meds but years of treatment had left them both looking sick. One had was bald, in fact hairless nearly everywhere except a white mustache. The other was tanned all over having obviously sunbathed nude. They both also had massive cocks already plump with anticipation. The bottom texted Charlie that he was outside and Charlie escorted us to his bedroom. We clinked our bottles and jerked each other off a little while Charlie met the cumdump at the door and blindfolded him. I’m sure you’ve figured out already that my boy was the bottom hungry to take three POZ loads. Charlie winked at me, knowing that the other two tops didn’t know that they were about to knock up my own boy. Charlie pushed my boy to his knees and led his head to one of the top’s cocks. While my boy was slobbering on our dicks he whispered to me, ‘Keep your mouth shut. He doesn’t know that the only NEG guy here is his man…’ I nodded and grinned. I’ve shared my boy’s holes with guys before, but never toxic unmedicated tops. Seeing Charlie and the two POZ strangers manhandle my boy got me so hot. They used him rough, forcing his head onto their big cocks, force-fucking his mouth, spreading his cheeks apart and driving their fingers into his ass. The mustachioed guy with the biggest belly flopped my boy onto Charlie’s bed and went to town eating his ass. He pulled off with spit and my morning’s load all over his white mustache grunting, ‘This pig has been primed already. Fresh seed is leaking out!’ He pulled back and I watched my own cum ooze out of my boy’s ass. The tanned guy walked up shaking his big dick and slapped it against my boy’s crack. He used my seed to slide balls deep in one go. Mr. Mustache spread my boy’s cheeks wide so he could get in as deep as possible. Charlie smiled at me knowing I was loving the sight. ‘You like taking that raw dick, boy?’, the tanned guy asked. My boy moaned and begged for his cum. Charlie grabbed his phone and started recording my piggy boy rocking back and forth taking that dick. The tanned guy roared and shot his load as deep as it would go into my boy’s guts. He backed off and Mr. Mustache nodded to me that I should go next. Without a word, I slid into my boy. He felt so velvety smooth and wet. My cock was slimy with POZ cum as it rocketed back and forth. I was so hot I knew I could cum at any moment. I pulled out and Charlie took his turn next. Charlie grabbed my cock and smeared as much cum off as possible, lubing his own with it. He handed me his phone and I started recording. He slammed hard into my boy and pounded him until my boy’s knees gave out and he was flat on his belly. I kept the video going as he hammered my boy into the mattress. He screamed as he came, so happy to be breeding my boy with his charged seed. He pulled out and nudged me forward. I dipped my dick into my piggy boy now stretched out and leaking two POZ loads. His hole felt so much more open than I’d ever felt it, practically ruined. I wanted to last as long as I could, so after churning what looked like butter in and out of my boy’s ass, I pulled out and let Mr. Mustache take his turn. My boy laid flat on the mattress as he bravely took Mr. Mustache’s impressively thick cock. He had the biggest dick, so maybe that’s why he went last. I eased myself next to my boy on the bed and watched as that POZ stranger’s thick dick practically sucked my boy’s hole out from his boy. He would slowly pull nearly all the way out and them quickly slam back in. I knew he was about to get his nut. His pace quickened and he bred my boy deeply. Charlie flipped my boy onto his back and started kissing his mouth. The two strangers each held a leg up and I lined up with my boy’s ass. He was so stretched out and so wet with seed. I felt like I was dipping my PrEPed cock into him more than fucking him. Each time I slid in, my dick came out more and more smeared with POZ cum. Knowing that Charlie and my boy had willingly gone behind my back to get him Poz-bred made me so hard. I tried to last as long as I could, but after a few minutes of slow fucking, I fired off my load. My pubes were matted with more cum than I’d ever seen in real life and my balls were soaked. Mr. Mustche dropped to his knees and cleaned my cock off. He tongued my boy’s hole fingering as much cum into his gaping hole as possible. He worked four fingers in and out of my boy. He was practically fisting my boy, with his hard dick boucing up and down. Without a hand on it, he shot his own load. Of course, Mr. Mustache scooped it up and fingered it into his sloppy ass. Charlie handed him a buttplug and it plopped right into place. I knew that there was a chance that before his hole returned to normal, that the POZ seed seeping into his guts might have already taken effect. Charlie held up his finger to his mouth signaling us to stay quiet and ushered my boy out of the room. I heard Charlie thanking him for the use of his ass and told him to get dressed. He suggested he keep that plug in overnight and let as much of our cum stay in him as long as possible. My boy got dressed and left pretty quickly. The other two guys went to the living room and cracked open some more beers. Charlie checked to make sure I was okay and then suggested I take a quick shower and head home to check on my boy. I did just that and headed home a few minutes later, leaving my POZ buddies lounging around and talking about how hot that cumslut was and asking Charlie when they could use him again. By the time I got him, my boy had showered and changed. He smelled like fresh soap instead of sweat and cum. I wondered if he still had that plug in his hole. I tried sneaking up behind him in the kitchen, but he scooched away before I could press against his ass. I could see some bruises forming on his neck and legs where the guys had roughed him up. My boy ordered pizza and we ate it on the sofa watching another movie. I kept trying to sneak my hands down to his ass to see if he was still plugged or not, but he was squirmy and played coy. When we got ready for bed, instead of sleeping naked like we normally do, he went into the bathroom and came out in his gym shorts. I knew he must still ne absorbing all of those loads. I let him spoon me with his hand wrapped around my hard dick. We fell asleep like that, me hard thinking of him being willingly POZ-bred, and me having loved watching and participating. My boy was up before me and started making breakfast. He was naked in the kitchen, with his ass hanging out. As he leaned over the table, I could see how red and tender his hole looked. I pinned him down and lined my cock up. With nothing but spit, I pounded him into the table. He winced and grimaced saying that his hole must be out of practice. On the contrary, it felt loose and still wet inside. I bred him good adding my PrEPed seed to whatever POZ cum hadn’t already been absorbed into his guts. We ate naked with my cum leaking out of his ass and onto the chair. Of course, he bent over to lick it up when we were done eating. As I started doing the dishes, my phone buzzed. Charlie had sent the video clips to me with a message. ‘Hey stud! Look what me and my POZ buddies got up to last night. I knew exactly what I was looking it and played coy. Of course, I showed the videos to my boy, and he got so hard. I handed my phone to him and he watched as he laid on his back, legs in the air, right on the kitchen table, and I fucked another load into him. I knelt down and suckled his cock. I’d bob up and down and ask, ‘Hot cumslut right!’ Then I’d suck some more, ‘That lucky whore taking that POZ cum..’ Then back to sucking him again. ‘Think you’d ever be up for something like that?’ He roared and shot what might just have been his last NEG load ever deep down my throat.

Getting fucked at both ends is always the best.

In an alleyway at the side of a straight pub in west London. It was full of an after work crowd and I caught the eye of a thirty something lad who was with a group of colleagues and seemed to work for a large city firm of solicitors. We cruised each other and ended up outside in an alleyway. He sucked me for a while and then dropped his pants and turned round. I fucked him bareback, pants down in the alley. I knew we would have to be quick so I fucked him as hard as I could and shot my load right up him. I think he had had quite a lot to drink but he seemed to enjoy it as much as I did. Probably one of my most public and risky fucks.

At nearby park during the day. Fully naked. Drank his piss then he smashed my hole on the bench

We've done this sort of thing together. My partner and I both enjoy putting on a show for others as well as involving them in our play. When we go to a sex party or something, we'll wander around both together and separately. One of my favorite things is to come across him getting nailed good hard and deep from both ends.

Dont know if this counts as actual PUBLIC - but it's close. I hooked up with a guy who works for a courier company (he answered an ad I placed on a local site) - I met him the the car park of the mall where I work - we climbed in the back and he fucked me - car park was full - people all around. Was hot. Pic is me with his cock in my mouth in the back of his van LOL

Part 18 - Familiar Surroundings Lucy's plans had changed slightly so she was flying out to Barbados on the same day that Daniel and Jordan would fly in from Boston. The architects had flown out 4 days previously under strict guidelines and to have something ready for when they arrived. Lucy picked up her belongings at security and made her way to he clubhouse and catch up on some emails. The receptionist scanned her boarding pass, at the same time Callum was walking past when he heard the receptionist say thank you Mrs Salinger. He stopped dead in tracks and looked over and saw it was indeed Daniel's mother. "Mrs Salinger how lovely to see you again and welcome" he called walking over to her. Lucy turned and looked "Callum isn't it?". "Yes nice of you to remember" he turned to the receptionist "Mrs Salinger is VIP Sarah" she nodded and picked up the phone. "Oh and Callum, please call me Lucy" she said and thanked him. Callum smiled "Lucy, please may I escort you to the VIP lounge, where are you flying to today?" "Barbados back to the hotel" she replied. "Excellent Steve is rostered on the flight so you will be attentively looked after" he said smiling to her. Lucy had on numerous occasions flown with the airline but this was the first time she had really paid attention to the service in the clubhouse, she began noting things down that could be used in the new Salinger Club wing. It struck her that the reason why she paid more attention was more about the engaging personal service from Callum in the VIP section, the other thing was how much more relaxed she was just sitting there in the oversized armchair. All to quickly Callum approached to advise her flight was boarding, he took her hand baggage and escorted her through the airport and directly on to the plane skirting the priority queue. The cabin crew at the door noticed Callum approaching the door and Lucy was addressed and welcomed by name, Steve came forward and escorted her to the assigned seat. "Welcome on board Mrs Salinger, I trust Callum has looked after you so far" Steve asked. Lucy handed over her jacket "Steve please call me Lucy and yes he looked after me very well. How are you?" Steve smiled "I'm great thank you, are you meeting up with Danny and Jordan?". "Yes we are looking over designs for the expansion of the Salinger Barbados Retreat" she replied excitedly. Callum finished stowing the hand luggage "Really we could have stayed there forever, it is so lovely". Callum said his good bye as the tannoy announced boarding complete, Steve brought Lucy over some champagne and got her settled. The flight went by quickly as Lucy was reading over the architects notes they had sent her, she also spent some time sat at the bar area talking to Steve and going over the Club House wing ideas listening to ideas he had that she was jotting down quickly. Steve also said the name didn't sound or sit right and suggested 'Club By Salinger'. Lucy returned to her seat and read through the notes she made with Callum and also Steve's ideas. She tapped her pen several times on the note pad and wrote 'Concept - Club By Salinger', underneath she wrote 'food and beverage service, pool and beach service, lounge service', Lucy had already decided to keep housekeeping under the general hotel service. Next she wrote 'Club Managers', she glanced over at Steve who was engaging with other passengers as he checked they were secured for landing. She looked down again at her note pad and wrote 'Steve and Callum' she closed the note pad and glanced again at Steve, yes she thought to herself brilliant idea. Her eye was caught by the flickers of green coming in through the window as the plane crossed Barbados and banked over Bridgetown heading out to sea before turning on the final approach. Daniel and Jordan stepped in to the waiting limo and drove off towards the hotel, after 10 minutes Jordan tapped Daniel on the leg and pointed to the sky from his side of the limo and they watched Lucy's flight coming in to land. Daniel chuckled and told Jordan they would only get a short time to swim before she showed up. Lucy unbuckled her seat belt and Steve approached with her Jacket "Hope you had a good flight Lucy". "I did Steve, thank you. How long is your layover?" Lucy asked Steve. Steve retrieved her bag from the overhead hat bin "Only two nights Lucy". Lucy looked shocked "That's not long, Danny and Jordan arrived a while ago, come and stay at the Salinger Steve". Steve overwhelmed by her generosity said he would love to, Lucy told him to meet her at the Salinger limo but not to tell Daniel or Jordan he was coming to stay. Steve stood by the Salinger limo waiting for Lucy to appear, the driver ignored Steve as he was use to seeing airline crew standing in the VIP/Crew zone. Lucy appeared from customs and the driver walked over in her direction and took hold of her luggage, she warmly greeted the driver and informed him that Steve will be riding with them to the hotel. All luggage stowed away Lucy and Steve climbed in to the back of the limo for the drive to the hotel. "I hope you don't mind sharing a suite with Danny and Jordan?" she asked looking at Steve. Steve chuckled "Not at all I did last time I stayed with them, the suites are big enough". "You seem to enjoy your work Steve, just like Callum does" Lucy began to make some investigative conversation. Steve looked surprise "Well it's fine and it allows us to come to Barbados which we love". Lucy nodded "You never thought about moving here and settling down?". "Lucy it is so expensive to buy here and it would concern us about getting to the UK to visit family" Steve explained. Lucy nodded again "So if you had the chance to, what would make you say yes to giving everything up for Barbados?". Steve sighed "hmm, a good job to start, time to be together but importantly being able to get home to see family". "Family is the one and most important aspect of life" Lucy said agreeing with Steve. The limo pulled up to the Orchid Wing "I still can't get use to this" Steve said looking out the window. Lucy laughed and stepped out of the limo to be greeted by Daniel and Jordan she looked at them both and told them there was a guest in the limo. Daniel bent over to look in and screamed in surprise as Steve scurried out of the limo and hugged them both. "Hope you don't mind putting me up for two nights" Steve beamed at the both of them. Daniel cocked his head to one side "I guess we can put up with you" and laughed. "Why didn't you tell us you were coming?" Jordan asked. Steve grabbed his flight bag "I didn't know you would be here this week". Lucy went to meet the architects whilst the three boys headed down to the beach for a couple of hours. Cael was overwhelmed to see them plodding along the beach towards the bar, he prepared some fruit crushes and placed them on a table as they approached. Several swims later they all sat in a row looking out to sea. Steve sighed "God how I love it here" and got his phone out called Cael over "Would you mind taking a photo please Cael?". "Of course, say Bajan and smile" he chuckled as he took the photo. Jordan peeked and laughed then settled back in his chair "It certainly is beginning to feel like home here". Daniel looked at him "Happiest place on earth and great memories so far". Jordan looked back at Daniel "You really are happiest here aren't you?". "Yes but only with you" he leant in and gave Jordan a quick kiss. Steve tutted and punched Jordan "Enough you make me sick with all your gooey lovie dovie stuff" and laughed his socks off. "By the way Steve my mother really likes you and Callum" Daniel leaned forward to see Steve. Steve turned his head "Really?". "Yes, she said you treated her like royalty all the way here and Callum escorted her to the plane" Daniel replied. Steve smiled "She was lucky Callum recognised her at the airport". Daniel stood up "Right I guess we should get ready for dinner guys, mother has us in the Windward Palms at 7pm". They all stood and said good by to Cael as they headed back to the suite. Promptly at 7pm everyone arrived including Sofie who was catching up with Lucy, she gave Daniel and Jordan a kiss and told Jordan that she wanted to go through some comment cards with him in the morning so he could see how well the Butler on the Beach concept was going down. Steve seemed to fit in well and even spent most of dinner engaged in conversation with Lucy and Sofie, little did he realise they were assessing his suitability for part of Lucy's grand plan. Lucy and Sofie had already spoken earlier that day and it was agreed that Sofie would move on to take over the GM role at the new LA hotel, it worked in favour for them both as she would be living with her husband who was based in LA. Shortly after dinner Steve posted the photo to the Bajan group on whatsapp so everyone would know what they were missing out on, he put his phone down telling Daniel and Jordan he had sent the photo. Sage had walked in to the music lounge and saw Kit sitting at the usual spot, he casually walked over and said hello to Kit who was already ordering a drink for Sage. The timing could not have been more perfect as they did the small talk greeting chat Kit's phone buzzed and his eyes glanced down to see a message from the 'Bajan Group'. He opened the message with the phone on the bar top and laughed causing Sage to ask what happened. Kit shook his head "Oh some friends have reunited again" and showed Sage the photo. Sage looked carefully "Wow that is one fine beach, where is that?". "Barbados, we were there over a month ago hence the somewhat fading tan" Kit laughed. Sage laughed with him "So who are the three amigos". Kit innocently explained "This one is Danny and this is his now boyfriend Jordan and this one is Steve". "They look like a lot fun to be around" Sage replied with a big smile on his face. Kit chuckled "Oh Danny is the joker we have a long running thing going every time we see each other". "The err Jordan dude has some pretty neat ink work, do they live out there?" Sage asked with feigned interest. Kit put the phone away "No Danny and Steve are from the UK and Jordan well he is American and loved up with Danny". "Nice bunch of friends, never really known anyone from the UK must be cool having British friends" Sage sighed. Kit smiled "Well they are coming over for thanksgiving so maybe we could all meet up one evening". Sage pretended to look shocked "Sure would be nice, but this is only the second time we have met dude". Kit patted him on the shoulder "Got to admit Sage your a pretty decent guy to be around plus you like the music". Sage laughed "Thanks Kit, hope we can become friends if you have the room for another one". They shook hands and did a man hug before returning to their drinks and waiting for the bands to start, Sage could not keep the sinister smile off his face, after all he was so close to achieving his goal.

PART 2 The first quarter came to an end and I got up to go get another drink real quick before the second quarter started. The two guys were still making out on the other end of the couch and as I walked around them I noticed that one guy had his hand in the other ones shorts. I just kind of smiled at their brazenness and went to get my drink. Upon returning I noticed that now both of them had a hand in the other's shorts and looked like both were hard and also seemed to be pretty well endowed from the bulges showing. The other two guys were paying more attention, I noticed, to watching that action more than the game on TV. I just sat down as the second quarter was starting and didn't turn that direction again as the game was close and whenever one team scored the other one did too, keeping it tied up. Halftime arrived with the score tied up at 21 each. A good tough game. I got up again to get another drink and see what my friend was up to. As I turned to go, I again noticed that both guys were stroking the others' cock in their shorts. Damn, they just don't stop. I went and got my drink and found my friend. She was really drunk by now and leaning heavily upon her girlfriend, When she noticed me she smiled and asked what I had been up to. I told her I was watching football on her TV and she seemed to have a couple of guy friends sitting on the other end of the couch deep in a lot of playing themselves. She just laughed. We chatted for a bit and I had another drink and talked to a couple of her other friends too. Then I told her I had better get back to the game as it was a good one. She laughed again and said, "Yeah, right, you just want to watch the closer game." I just laughed at here and got another drink and went to watch the second half. The second half kickoff was just reading as I got back. I noticed that now, though, one of the guys on the couch was now on the floor with the other guys cock out and sucking the hell out of him. I almost tripped when I saw that, but quickly just got to my seat to watch the game. I took a quick look over at the end of the couch to see if I had actually saw what I thought I did. Just as I looked the one doing the sucking came off of the cock for a quick breath, looked my way and smiled at me and stuck his tongue out at me. I just laughed. Damn, that guy's cock was big though. Had to be all of a good 9" long and big around as my glass. The third quarter got started and quickly turned into a defensive struggle with neither team able to keep up much of a drive. By the time the 3rd ended the score was still tied at 24 each. By now, with the booze I had been putting away, I had to pee badly. How much I had had hit me a little as I got up to go to the toilet. Strong Rum can kind of sneak up on you if you don't pay attention, like me. I was a little unsteady as I turned to go. I kind of noticed that now the two guys were half laying on the couch in a 69 position and both cocks seemed to be about the same size. Which means very large. I almost fell on them getting by but managed to stay upright and headed for the hallway. I pretty much staggered down the hall and almost missed the doorway and actually did bump into it pretty good. One of the other guys that had been sitting in a chair watching the game grabbed me from behind or I might have went down in a heap. He offered to help me get in the bathroom and I let him hold me up as I got to the stool. Then I had trouble unzipping my pants and again the guy helped by pushing my hands away and before I knew it had unzipped my shorts for me and then before I could say anything, had reached in an pulled my cock out and aimed it for me. I started to protest but it was as well he had done that for me as as soon as my cock was out and pointed I let loose with a ot of piss. I doubt if I would have gotten it out in time by myself so I just stood there with him doing the aiming for me till I was drained. I tried to find the words to thank him for his help, but couldn't think of anything other than just, thanks. About anything else I could think of to say might have come out wrong. LOL He just said, "Don't worry about it, I've had to help more than one guy do that before." He then laughed and tucked me back in. I know I was a little red in the face I was so embarrassed. I turned to go out and again the booze was still hitting me and I almost fell again I was so dizzy. My good Samaritan came to my salvation again and held me up or it might have been a very hard face plant for me. He just held onto me as we left the toilet and I was really dizzy by now. Instead of guiding me back to the living room, He pushed open another of the doors along the hall and almost had to carry me over to the bed where he had my turn around and gave me a little push anD I flopped onto the bed. He then grabbed my legs and turned me around and told me to just lay down for a while till some of that wore off. Then he reached down and took my shoes off and dropped them on the floor. I was so out of it I really wasn't registering what was going on and just laid there with my eyes closed and told myself to just rest a couple of minutes. I am fairly certain I passed out then, but not for very long. I woke up and was aware that I seemed to be naked as hell from the waist down. Now how the hell had that happened? I looked down and found that my shorts were definitely off and were in my own hand and then I felt the sensation of what seemed to be someone's mouth on my cock. I was hard as a rock and getting bj from someone, what the heck?

"I don't know if you've ever had the pleasure, but Blackie's hole is the sweetest I've ever tasted!" Alex said, giving Blackie's butt a playful squeeze. "Of course, the night is young and there's so much more to do! You're more than welcome to join us, Katt! Before you answer, you should know that I'm POZ, undetectable and strictly bareback!" "For me, the sweetest ass I've ever eaten is my husband's, but Blackie is a close second!" Katt said, stroking Alex's chest. "Trust me, pig, it fucks as good as it tastes! Like you, I'm POZ, undetectable and I've NEVER had a condom on or in me! Before we move onto other things, Blackie and I need to conduct some business! Let's go to the red zone!" He said, picking up his backpack. In the bedroom, Katt set the backpack on the bed and began taking out the merchandise while Blackie opened the top drawer of his dresser and took out an envelope with cash. There were 2 dozen bags of meth, a vial of G, a large bottle of Viagra and 2 dozen syringes in sealed packages. Blackie gathered up the merchandise, putting it in the dresser drawer and Katt took a large bag of meth from his backpack. "My cooker has outdone himself! Let's do a sample! Do we blow some clouds or bump it?" "Clouds will do for starters!" Blackie said, patting the bed. Alex and Katt sat on the bed, while Blackie loaded the glass cock. "Pig, show him that magic tongue of yours!" Sticking out his tongue, Alex wagged it teasingly and Katt pulled him in for a kiss. Alex thrust his tongue between Katt's parted lips and there was a faint taste of tequila as he explored Katt's mouth. Minutes later, Alex parted his lips and sucked Katt's tongue into his hungry mouth. Breaking the kiss, Katt moaned, "Mmmmm, pig! Blackie was right about you! I swear you could take my tonsils out with that tongue of yours! Long and talented and you kiss with piggy passion!" "Half the credit goes to you!" Alex said. "My piggy passion needs inspiration and you provided that! You've only had a sample of what my tongue can do and being a nasty pig, I take requests! Was that tequila I tasted in our kiss?" Katt squeezed Alex's thigh and said, "Yes, it was. I did some body shots with Javi before heading here! We have a piggy way for me to to body shots! He puts the lime between his upper leg and his crotch and he sprinkles the salt on his cock!"

When we got back to the lodge it was almost time for dinner. Immediately I got a huge hug from behind from an old friend I hadn't seen in a long time. H dragged me off to catch up. I saw Jeff chatting with some guys, but he got lost in the crowd. We all sat at a huge long table for dinner. I saw Jeff halfway down from me. He caught my eye and winked and put his finger to his lips. That fuck was our little secret, I guessed. After dinner we naturally split up into groups of friends who mostly already knew each other. I ended up playing cards for a while. I kept an eye out for Jeff. I saw him across the room having a hushed but heated conversation with one of the guys we saw from the cabin he fucked me in. This guy was tall and gangly with bright red hair and glasses. After a bit, Jeff stormed off with a big frown on his face. A little later I ended up sitting around a fire outside. There is nothing like a crackling fire on a summer evening. I was sitting alone on a bench when all of a sudden Jeff came over and asked if he could sit beside me. He sat down and reached for my hand to shake it. He introduced himself, so it seemed we really were keeping our time before a secret. I played along. There was the usual conversation, jokes, and gossip. He leaned in close and spoke very quietly in my ear. His breath in my ear made me pop a boner again. He was telling me about the guy he had the fight with in the lodge. His name was Hank. Jeff asked how you get someone to mind his own business, and I told him I had no idea. His hand had been resting on my back, but he slid it down so the tips of his fingers were pushing into the back of my shorts. He was driving me crazy. I had no interest in all the drama, but his breath, his touch, and just his closeness to me was driving me wild. I was squirming a bit. He turned to look at the fire and engage some of the other guys sitting around. His middle finger went lower and lower down my crack. I could not concentrate on anything but Jeff. His finger was only about an inch from my hole when a few other guys came over, including Hank. Jeff stopped moving his finger. Hank glared at him, and then looked at me. I think he was trying to figure out who I was and why Jeff was sitting so close. Jeff asked me if I had a flashlight. I told him I did, an he said, "Good. I need to go pee and I don't want to walk into any poison ivy. Come with me." The other guys were chuckling about his poison ivy comment as we walked away from the fire. We got far enough away so that no one could see us. "Turn off that thing," Jeff said, so I switched off the flashlight. He put his arms around me and gave me a kiss. He said, "Here's the thing- What happened between you and me before is private, OK? Hank does not need to know anything about it. I hope that's cool with you." "Of course it is. Besides, I never get fucked and tell," I said with a quiet laugh. He said, "Good. I knew I liked you," and kissed me again. He put his arms around me tightly and whispered in my ear again. I found that very sexy. "I'm so glad I met you, Connor. I have been feeling very alone these days." He then noticed my hard dick that was pressing against him. He grabbed my ass and ground his cock against mine. "You didn't get off, did you. Let's fix that." All of a sudden he fell to his knees and roughly opened my shorts to expose my hard-on. He swallowed it all the way at once. I cried out. He pulled off my cock and hushed me, then got to sucking and licking me like crazy. I was already close to cumming, and he could tell. He reached back and started to finger my hole. It was slightly tender from the rough fuck he had given me earlier, but I loved it. I started to moan quietly as he finger fucked me and my orgasm built up. He had pulled his dick out of his pants and was stroking himself as he sucked me. I grunted and filled his mouth with my cum. He took it all in his mouth without swallowing. When I stopped shooting, he stood up and spit my load into his hand. He took that handful of cum and coated his cock while he turned me around . "I have another load for that tight ass, baby!" That was all the warning I got. He plunged his cock into my ass and started to fuck me like crazy. His hands were all over me- up under my shirt, down to my cock and balls, and finally holding on the my hips. "Fuck!" he hissed as he thrust forward deep into me. He came buried in me like that, panting and biting the back of my neck. Wow! Two loads from this hot guy in one day! This was unbelievable. I had never really been one into this kind of spur of the moment sex with someone I didn't really know. And I had never played raw like this. There was a quiet voice way back in my mind telling me I was being stupid, but I was enjoying it more than I would have imagined. That quiet voice was quickly and easily drowned out by all the other voices in my mind shouting out "Yes! Fuck me! Seed me! Make me yours!" He finished unloading into me. He was breathing very heavy and so was I. He said, "Wow! That was hot! I haven't had sex like that in a while." Then he chuckled and said, "You know, I was always more of a bottom. I love sucking and getting fucked. But lately I think I'm turning into a top. I just have to spread my seed." "Well, you can spread it in me anytime you want, Jeff." He held my face and kissed me deeply. I could taste the remnants of my own cum on his tongue. "You can have my seed- all you want- if you really want it. You really want it, I can tell, don't you?" "Yes Jeff, I want it all." We kissed again. He helped me find where my flashlight dropped. "I need some sleep, Connor. I'm going to bed. You coming?" "Yeah, I'm exhausted. Let's go." We walked to our cabin. More guys had bunked in there with us, and a few of them were there hanging out and quietly chatting. I got undressed and slipped into my sleeping bag. I was drifting off to a very satisfied sleep as Jeff leaned down with another whisper in my ear- "Goodnight buddy, see you in the morning." More to cum...

My name is Will. I live in the South, in a really big small town, or a really small big town, however you want to describe the place. At the time I had just turned 30 and was very cute with dark messy hair and long eyelashes. I didn’t hang out many people so I had the reputation for being mysterious and that got me a lot of play. I also had the reputation of barebacking a lot, but everyone else was also barebacking, right? I was hanging out at one of the two gay bars in my town on a Tuesday night. This was the seedier of the two and on a Tuesday it was just a meat market. Of course I was trying to get laid. Why else would I have been there? I was sitting at the bar with my back to the pool tables trying to pick up Dave, who sort-of worked at the bar. Or at least just thought he did. Anyhow, I knew he was a big whore, he was so cute and funny that I just didn’t care - I wanted to fuck the hell out of him. I’m 5’10 and, after running a furniture store for several years my body was thick and strong. Dave was five inches shorter and looked like Peter Pan. I thought we made a great looking set, but Dave was hedging his bets. You know, trying to put off deciding who to choose because of the promise of something better coming along. I knew there wasn’t anything better coming along, but hey, we all know the type right? I had noticed he was also talking to a guy to his right, I was on his left. I looked over and the guy was really sexy, lean, clean cut and very preppy looking. He was obviously young because he bore the mark of the underage, Giant Xes on his hands in permanent marker to stop him from drinking. I was tired of Dave’s bullshit and was ready to call the night a bust, so I leaned over to Dave and told him I was calling a cab and going home. Dave said “Hey Mark," pointing at the guy to his right who was just about to leave, "I bet he’ll give you a ride.” I looked over at Mark who nodded shyly and I quietly remarked to Dave "I thought that Mark was your trick for the night." Dave whispered to me “No, you've got it wrong. Mark’s my ex, but just to warn you he loves to fuck and if you think I’m a whore, you haven’t seen anything yet!” I looked over again at Mark and thought the night might be looking but it was probably too good to be true, because although he was a slimmer than I normally went for, Mark was beautiful. With that Dave introduced us, and casually mentioned to Mark that I needed a ride home. Mark looked me up and down and quickly said "Sure, I'll give you a lift," and with that we were on our way. I just lived ten minutes from the bar so we just made a little small talk on the ride back. I asked him if Dave was a fun fuck and that relaxed him and got him talking. When we got to my place he asked if I had anything to drink, since he couldn’t get anything at the bar so I invited him to come on up. We had a couple shots of Everclear and were chasing with a Corona, and Mark told he had asked Dave to hook us up earlier and reached over and kissed me. We made out for a few minutes and I said we should go to the bedroom and we did. I took his clothes off. It's one of my things. I love to undress a guy. He was fucking perfect: tall, smooth, and a nine inch dick. It wasn't fair. He was fuckin' perfect. When I took my shirt off he ran his hands over my chest and stomach and said “I love fucking muscle guys!” Up until this point I had thought I was topping. "You’re a top?" I asked. “Yeah man, I don’t get fucked” he replied. "What makes you think I do?" I replied. "Oh, people talk" he casually remarked as he started pulling at my nipples. Damn people did talk. Playing with my nipples was the sure way to make me take a dick and a few people knew that. No matter what I was in the mood for, if you played with my nipples enough I would let you fuck. It wasn’t long before he had pushed my back on the bed, pulled my pants off and had my legs on his shoulders. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on my asshole and the pushed the head of his dick in. I couldn’t believe this kid. I barely knew him, and his bare cock was deep in my hole. He was so young and sweet I was sure it would be okay. He was good at it too. He worked that big dick in my ass till I was whimpering for it harder and harder. The more he fucked the less innocent he seemed, and the mantra he kept saying, “Fucking you bareback is so hot!” only added to the excitement. After a few minutes I suddenly felt really wet and warm inside, he had cum in my ass with no warning. "Did you just cum in me" I asked him, but he didn't seem to hear me, and just kept on pumping. There was something about that, about him loading my ass up without even clearing doing so with me. Man I wanted more. He must have seen that I was losing control cause he got ready to blow the second load he let me know “Fuck man I’m cumming, take all of it man, all of it! Fuck here it is, here its is!” With that my ass was flooded a second time. After he caught his breath he commented “I didn’t think you take my load like that man!” Not that he gave me much choice. Fuck, I thought. He pulled out and fell in bed beside me, pulled me on my side and spooned me, with my ass leaking his own cum out onto his slicked up dick and that’s how we fell asleep. I woke in the middle of the night with Mark pushing the head of his dick back into my ass for round three. When he blew in me again he left his dick in me and we fell back asleep like that. When I woke up the next morning he was gone. I didn’t hear from him in the next few days so I just chalked it up to a hot one-nighter and man, was it hot. Two weeks went by and I was trying to pick up a guy on Saturday night at the better of the two bars in town. He was a pretty guy, a little on the stocky side but I loved that and he had a great ass. To my surprise he turned me down, saying "No man, I heard you are positive!” I told him that I didn’t know where he had heard that but it wasn’t true. He replied “No, Mark told everybody that he fucked you without a condom a few weeks ago. He said he felt really bad about doing it, but you let him nut in you three times and never even asked. Everyone knows Mark is positive, man!” I tried to play it off like it never happened, but my face was on fire and I just walked away. Sure enough, a few weeks late I came down with the flu. 'Fuck', I thought. This is a true story. But what do you think? Is it the end, or the beginning?

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

First, a confession: I wasn’t actually pozzed at a rodeo; I met the man who was the instrument of my conversion at the LA gay rodeo a few years ago. A bit of background: I was in LA to take a break from a relationship that had recently ended very badly. How the fuck could my partner of 10 years cheat on me? We had met and fell in love in our early 20’s and despite my being versatile, Brent was strictly a bottom so I had given up being fucked for a decade and for what? So that slut could meet a daddy who would fuck his new boy and complete him? Fuck Brent! Fuck me, frankly! I was going to get MY needs met and I was going to get fucked by a total top while I took a vacation. Despite being in a long-term relationship, I had not gone to pot. I worked out and did my cardio because my health plan subsidized it. I also kept active with biking and softball. Going to a gay rodeo sounded exotic, and I figured there would have to be at least ONE top in LA who could give me what I needed! I might not be an Adonis, but I had a certain Midwest charm, all my teeth, 5’-10”, 175, 32”w, 7 real inches and a nice hairy chest and treasure trail. I made it a point mid-day Saturday at the gay rodeo to take my t shirt off and get some sun in the concessions area behind the arena, and there I met John. My mouth almost dropped open like in a cartoon. He was perfection! Mid 40’s, piercing eyes, leather pants, muscular, hairy, and, oh—quite dark. OK, tall, dark (as in African-American) and handsome…and he smelled good! Maybe that sounds weird, but John had this freshly cut grass sort of smell that I noticed as soon as I was two-stepping with him. I was intoxicated! We flirted and talked all afternoon and I tried to not be whinny about my break up. I talked about the betrayal and about the wasted time where I could have had “certain needs” met. John said he knew what I wanted and knew what I needed. Well, I *had* told him I needed to get fucked, but his intensity seemed to suggest that he was going to rock my world. Looking back, I can see that he was very interested in the fact that I had not been fucked in 10 years, that I wanted to change that and get fucked within an inch of my life. He knew I was negative, he knew my fantasies and he knew he was going to have me. I knew that last point as well. I just didn’t know how much he was going to give me! He had cupped my ass numerous times during our rodeo courtship and I had felt his impressive bulge. Despite being rather prim usually in public displays of affection, I did not hesitate in the slightest whenever Jon wanted to claim my mouth. I like that he was possessive of me and I was under his spell! We had dinner together, he joined me at my hotel room to help me pick out clothes for the evening and he suggested that I bring a toothbrush along because I was spending the night with him. “Yes, Sir” was an honest reaction and it seemed to please him. “Good boy.” He replied. After working up a sweat dancing at the formal rodeo dance, he took me by the hand and lead me to his SUV. We went to the Eagle and it was hopping. I had never been there and I was a most obedient boy. John had told me a bit about boy protocol and I was trying to do my best. I bought his drinks and gave 100% of my attention to him. I checked out the guys discreetly when he stepped away from time to time to chat with other leather men. Of those, I got introduced to two Hispanic porn star type hot guys named Enrique and Mario. They were smoking hot, but I was with John and I wasn’t about to do anything to let him go. I was respectful to both guys, but mostly deferential to my…daddy? I rather liked that thought! Around midnight John said he had enough socializing and it was time to give me what I needed. I couldn’t get into his car fast enough! He claimed my mouth and got me worked up instantly. His place was about twenty minutes from the Eagle—no fricking way I could have found it with the twisty turns and steep hills. John stoked my needs with his conversation. He promised tonight would more than make up for my ten years without being fucked, that this weekend would change my life and give me a new focus—servicing the needs of tops. I told him I was ready for it! After making out for a half hour on his couch and licking his pits and other foreplay, he granted me access to his crotch while he lit a cigar. Being a total non smoker it was surprising how much I liked kneeling in front of him while he puffed out his encouragement. He certainly had the meat I was hoping for—he called it a ‘weapon of ass destruction’. I laughed, but also thought this WAS going to hurt me as well as fulfill me. I was right in more ways than one. When John had enough preliminaries, he sent me to the bathroom to prep for my fucking. Duly prepared, I went into John’s play room to find him in boots and chaps only. John asked me what I needed. “I need to be fucked.” I stated. Is that what you really want?” John asked. “Hell yes! I want you to fuck me!” I begged. “Oh, you will be fucked and fucked good!” John promised. He offered me a Cialis pill because he wanted me to not worry about staying hard while getting used to being fucked again. “Works for me!” I agreed enthusiastically. After John cinched the sling’s cuffs snugly around my ankles and wrists he started by eating my hole—devouring it, really. He was chewing on my ass ring and sucking hard forcing it to distend a bit. It was hot but also a bit uncomfortable. Not as uncomfortable as his ramming fingers up my ass, though. That got my attention as I started struggling a bit. “Relax” said John. “I am almost done preparing you for your breeding.” He reached over for lube and smeared a generous glob on my ass as he opened a condom package. I couldn’t see him suit up but as he went around to get some poppers I could see he was covered. He offered me some poppers to ease the entry but I said I don’t like them. “Good boy! I don’t want anything clouding your mind during this special night anyway.” John didn’t rape me. Before sliding in he worked now lubed fingers into me and eventually got 4 fingers in. He took his time stretching me open. His dick was torpedo shaded and tapered gradually towards a very thick base. It was also honestly well over 8” long. His eyes never left mine as he slowly sawed in and out. “Is this what you want?” he asked. “Do you want your black daddy to breed your tight hole?” There was no hesitation when I said “yes, please”! John nodded and picked up the pace. I was rock hard and dripping. As he reached for my hard wired nipples he started pounding me. I was flying in the sensation of being his boy. There was no game as I begged him to please fuck me. “I am fucking breeding you, boy!” he corrected. Fucking, breeding, all the same to me so I changed my terminology to “Please breed me, Sir!” I’ll never forget the intense look on Johns face. He was concentrating, possessive, victorious all rolled in one. He got more vocal with his guttural sounds of pleasure and was stabbing me as deep as he could go. It felt like he was entering a second almost cherry hole deep inside me. It hurt but also made me drip harder. I was in this magical place where the sound of the chains clinking, my hole smacking, John groaning and my whimpering were pushing me outside of myself. “I’m breeding you now, boy! He yelled. I swear I could feel him pulsing within me and I screamed as my load spurted all over us. Fuck! John wasn’t even touching my dick! “Take it, take all of it, boy! Your ass is mine—I have bred your ass and made you mine!” I could only say “thank you, Sir!” in reply John promised that he was good for multiple loads and he had a few surprises for me. He started with seeing how big of a dildo I could take—all wrapped with condoms for my protection and I managed to take a pretty large one with all the lube on my hole and within me. It was now just after 2 and the doorbell rang. It startled me but John told me to relax as two surprises were here for me. After a few minutes of waiting in the sling, in came John with Mario and Enrique. Holy Shit! They were in chaps, harness and boots, but also exposed between their legs—hot! John told me that the guys were partners celebrating their 5th anniversary tonight and I was their present from him. This seemed fine with me—this was like living out a porn fantasy! Mario and Enrique were heavily muscled, with nearly shaved heads and tattooed. Of the two, Enrique was slightly more swarthy, and I mean that in a good way, and coarsely hairy to Mario’s café au lait smooth skin. They both seemed to be packing serious weapons between their legs, too! I spent the next two hours taking care of all three men. I would suck one while another plowed my hole and the third took cell phone pics. I loved it when Enrique turned around and had me eat his hairy hole while Mario fucked me and made out with his lover. I could hear Enrique telling Mario to breed my hole, and other hot commands. I begged each man to please use me. They were all very happy to do just that. When one would finish with my ass, another took his place and my mouth and hands were kept busy, too. I swallowed 2 loads and all together had 7 loads from being fucked. I managed two—the second was when I got double penetrated for the grand finale on a mattress in the play room while John took turns filming it and fucking my face. What made it even hotter is that I was lead off the sling with a blindfold on and didn’t know what was going to happen. I was lead to the mattress and told to squat over reclining Enrique and sit down on him as Mario guided it in. I rode for 20 minutes until my legs started giving out and then was grasped by Enrique’s strong arms to lie chest to chest and make out. Enrique murmured in my ear that I was the best anniversary present he had ever gotten and he had a gift for me. He spread my ass wide and I could feel someone force himself in me doggy. That person was Mario who took delight taking off my blindfold as well as biting the nape of my neck, pinching my nipples and talking dirty to me. The extreme stimulation made me spew cum all over Enrique and with that they both shot deeply. The men gave me a brand new butt plug to use when the festivities ended. It slid right in and I felt especially lewd putting my clothes on after toweling off. John said I couldn’t shower as they had marked me with their scent and I should sleep in that way. All three drove me back to my hotel as it was getting to be close to dawn. As we approached the hotel, John asked if I had heard the one about the beautiful paraplegic woman who got fucked? Shaking my head no he continued. “A beautiful woman in a wheel chair was at a pier one evening lamenting her lack of a sex life. A dashing man who was fishing struck up a conversation with her. She eventually confessed that she had never been fucked and he asked if that was what she really wanted. A single tear ran down her face as she said yes. The strong buck picked her up out of the wheelchair, kissed her tenderly, stared in her eyes, and then threw her into the ocean. Now you are fucked, he said.” “That’s a bad one!” I groaned. “Yes it is, but it is somewhat applicable.” He noted. I guess I had a confused look. He kissed me as he parked and then explained, “I promised I would give you what you want and what you need. You wanted to get fucked, but you needed to get pozzed.” That got my attention! I stammered “What?” John continued “you told me that you are used to bare sex with your ex, that you have missed out on getting fucked bare for years, you said you would love to get even with him. Now that we are done with you, you will be able to get fucked bare all you want and if you sleep with your ex, you can stealth him like we did you and pay him back for being a shit.” I guess I was in shock. I asked, “Stealthed”? John just nodded and said “we may have started with condoms but all came in you without condoms on. I have an undetectable viral load so that is why I needed the guys’ help tonight to make sure you are knocked up.” I cried and said this is NOT what I wanted or needed. I told him he would never get away with this and I would never rest until he was punished. John said he wasn’t even from LA and was just borrowing a friend’s house that was out of town. They all got out of the car and surrounded me. They all held me and nuzzled and kissed me. Despite the duplicity, I found myself responding. John told me to sleep with the dildo inside me and Enrique seconded that. “I want our DNA to bond with yours and we are a part of you now.” Mario knelt under me right in the parking lot and said “I want to swallow your negative seed as it will be a limited vintage now.” John and Enrique took turns deep kissing me and talking in my ear about how proud they were of me, how I was an excellent boy and other praise. Mario moaned as I filled him with one of my last negative loads. I staggered into the hotel and slept in until well after noon. I was very sick a few months later and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why. When I felt better I opened a package that had been on my dresser for weeks from “Daddy” with no return address. In it I found a DVD titled “My Conversion” It had tons of still shots and video including close ups of the guys taking off their condoms and a few money shots of them pulling out, shooting against my hole then ramming in. It was hot to watch and I realized what was done was done. Now I had to get my ex back in bed for his own special night!

Please let me know what you think. I'll continue if the interest is there.... When it comes to sex, some people get lucky where they grew up. I consider myself pretty lucky. I’m not sure at what age I found the deep attraction to older, manly men but when it hit, it hit hard. Sure, I tried women, enjoyed it to be honest, but somewhere deep inside of me was this virulent need to be on my knees with a cock freshly pulled out of my ass, crushing my nose against a hairy groin as a load slides slickly down my throat. At some point in my youth I found it, our local glory hole and would revisit it often through my formative years. The well-liked well-rounded guy who had no problem with meeting women also had a deep seated need to be taken and then broken. This was further cemented by a stint in the Army, finding a new outlet in anal sex, both giving and receiving from the various trans hookers who end up flocking around European military bases. The ones with the biggest cocks always seemed to be my favorite and as time went on I was less of a top and more of a willing bottom. Despite these risky acts though I had never taken a load bare and it wasn’t until I went home on leave that I eventually found not only wanted, but some positive surprises as well. It was fall and approaching winter when I came home to visit my folks. They were proud of their warrior son returning and as they had always been permissive anyway, a night out wasn’t unheard of nor unexpected but that had to wait to see the long stream of family and friends who welcomes me back. Two days home on a month long furlough didn’t seem like much and to be honest, the plane back had my schedule all out of whack anyway. So when I finally went out, it wasn’t to a bar or some local scene, it was to the old tried and true glory hole, readily available with no youth curfew to hold me back. I cruised in at dusk and was kind of disappointed to see it was fairly empty. The sandy lot just on backside of this beach bathroom of lust was a few families packing up to go home from a long day of sun and surf, so I sat on the end of the boardwalk, smoked a few cigarettes and waited for it to darken enough to hide any sin. Bored now and frantic, I must have peaked my head into that old grimy bathroom a hundred times to make the glory hole was there and that the familiar messages and dried stains of someone’s momentary joy were still on the walls around it. They were and impatiently I went back again and again. Finally on the last trip, what I said was to be my last, I heard the deep rumbling of diesel pulling up and parking somewhere in the lot. With little though, I slid into the stall, dropped my drawers and waited. My cock, even without stimulation was already starting to get hard in anticipation and while it wouldn’t win much beyond the average prize in length, it was meaty, thick, and curved enough and starting to thicken. My stall closed and me comfortably bare-assed, I waited and was rewarded by the echoing sounds of footsteps, scratchy with sands in the bare walls of the concrete block bathroom. He, whoever he was at this point, turned into the bathroom and thankfully slid into the right stall. Just in case though, I didn’t immediately wave my finger in the hole, I somewhat shifted my head so if he was really pissing or planning to play. My cramped neck glance at the whole showed, well, nothing. I caught a glimpse of someone fumbling, and I could see his leg covered in denim but nothing more. “Just a pisser,” I thought and moved to return to a more comfortable position but then he turned, displaying a mostly soft but nicely hung cock with a pearl of piss or pre-cum dangling from the tip, wreathed in dark black pubic hair. He was showing me the goods and liking what I saw, I waved my finger in the hole. He was fast enough lining it up and pushing it through that the dab of moisture on his tip brushed my finger tip which I stuck in my mouth without thinking. He was in a hurry and so was I and without much thought I swallowed all I could reach. It was going to be thick and long when I got it fully hard and that pleased me to no end. This anonymous cock in my mouth was delicious, warm and soft with that allure of musk that you can smell as well as taste. If I didn’t miss my mark, he would have gagged me if the wall hadn’t been in the way but all told, he was probably a good 8 inches and thicker than I was. I worshipped the best I could in my cramped quarters like a man deprived of drink, not just of cock. It was wonderful having one in my mouth again and my own cock was waving in the air while I tried physically to push my head through the wall. And then, he pulled his cock out almost as it was completely hard. I was, for a moment, completely irrationally sad and angry, deprived as I was. And then I was stunned as I heard the zipper come up, his belt rattled as he secured it, and then the scrape of his feet on the concrete floor. Had I failed some test? The doors in this place aren’t the best and to be honest, my stall didn’t have a lock. This mystery man clearly knew this because he rounded the small wall and slid my door open. My shock went up further as I rejected the thought of seeing him. This wasn’t how it was done, this wasn’t what happened, the anonymity gone in a flash as this man looked at me and said, “Come on boy, let’s go to my truck.” I guess when he spoke I finally got a good look at him. He was 40, in good shape, with dark brown hair and a body that seemed fairly average but with the ripcord arms of someone who was used to manual labor. He was good looking but damnit, this just totally fucked with my night. I guess he saw my shock and he gave me a grin, “You know you want to suck it, now come on boy.” And then he turned to leave. Without knowing why at that point, though years later I do know why, I followed him out across the parking lot, climbed into the truck on the passenger side and unwittingly interviewed for a part I was to play pretty seriously for the next month I was home.

Arriving at Fort Troff Manifest4U in Atlanta on Saturday night I had no clear intentions for the evening, other than to cum hard. My visit to the sling room revealed a mix of fucking and fisting scenes, some of which were hot and drew me in. After that I walked back to the entry hall and saw two of the hottest guys ever taking off their street clothes to reveal matching backless singlets, one in red and other other in blue. I observed them from time to time being approached aggressively by guys and politely brushing them off as they were just getting acclimated and their front pouches weren't even swelling yet. As they were warming up, I found myself next them and started whispering to each of them individually. The guy in red was 30, blonde (with a soft blonde beard), sunburned, inked and muscular with super broad shoulders. The guy in blue was 22, brown, swarthy, clean shaven, muscular and sported two recently pierced nipples and a small gauge PA. Both said they were just friends but I sensed they were developing feelings. I noticed that blue guy liked it when red guy nuzzled his neck so I took my place on his other side and he reached for my cock, which was positioned behind him. Once he started pushing his muscly ass back against me I started aiming for his hole. After blue and red guys conversed, blue guy said I could fuck him with a rubber. Willing to play it his way at first, I bagged up and while applying lube, I noticed that his beautiful ass was already creamy and he admitted getting bred earlier by red guy as they anticipated the event. After fucking him for a few minutes with a growing audience, I asked if I could fuck him raw like red guy did. He said yes but that we'd have to do it in private because he did't wan't anyone to see him get fucked BB. We found a stall with a door and walked, then he handed me a rubber. I slapped it to the floor, spun him around and started kissing his neck again from behind. With this he said that I could fuck him raw if I would pull out to cum and if he could fuck me after. I would have said yes to anything at that point and entered him gently. He whimpered a lot and said he was new to bottoming but loved it. Once his ass was stretching comfortably around my raw cock he started to push back and urged me to pound him then pull out. I could hear my balls slapping his ass, feel my hips rebounding off his bodacious ass muscles and without thinking about it my hands started punching his hot triceps which were bigger than expected on a slim guy. I was so attracted to him that my cock felt like it was on fire. I told him that i wanted to plant my five-day load soon and he said that he wanted it but I should pull out. As I kept thrusting in him i said that I was going to cum soon and that he would get creamed unless he told me to pull out now. He begged me to keep fucking him every time I said I was close to blasting my five-day load. We were both moaning when the pulsing started deep inside me and was soon flooding inside him. After the bliss started to subside I asked him if he wanted to go and clean up. He said no, it's your turn to take my cock. I was surprised but a deal is a deal. I had cleaned out before but not pre-lubed so I left to get my ass greased up. When I came back he was in the next stall which had no door. He spun me around this time and aggressively stabbed my tight unused ass with his huge thick pierced raw cock, my first PA fuck. I saw stars but I there was a growing audience watching so I swallowed my screams. In the audience were red guy and others who I had topped before, all watching me used a BB cunt. Little did they know that my load was swimming deep in him while he did it. I received an intense but quiet fuck and started to feel warm inside as he ripped my hole wide open. I reached back to tweak his sore pierced nips thinking it might make him cum faster/harder before my ass was totally destroyed. I felt stimulation from the PA but was not sure if he came in me until we headed down the hall to clean up and I felt his load running down my legs. After more action topping different guys, I came upon the red and blue backless singlet guys again in a room and we had some more fun nuzzling and whispering. I held red guy in place as a fourth guy came in the room and started fucking him. Then I held blue guy in place while red guy fucked him. Blue guy told red guy that he was fucking in my cum, which didn't seem to deter their budding romance at all. I'd love to get in the middle of these guys again and see how their romance is developing.

Do you go to saunas,clubs, hookups etc together and watch each other take loads group fucked etc? Or does one of you set it up? Does it get you off?, how do you feel? Do you add to the loads? Or is it a relationdhip breaker jealosy, betrayed etc? Fascinated and horny topic for me.

Always the best to be filled @ both ends!!! Irv

the guy in the pic is the first cousin mentioned and the underwear belongs to the second cousin mentioned!!

I understand your wishing to wait before getting pozzed. It sounds like you are not ready to get pozzed now. You have not been on hormones long enough to fully feel like a woman and the androgen blockers may not be strong enough to prevent you from having an erection wile getting fucked. Further, the hormones have not yet changed your body composition to give you bigger hips and noticeable titties. If you do not have insurance and earn under 60k a year, the drug company that makes Truvada will provide it free for PrEP users. Just call Gilead Advancing Access and you can be enrolled in less than two weeks. Also, be sure to obtain a Gilead co-pay card. It can be used to buy Truvada. It offers $7,200 worth of credit and renews every calendar year. Technically, you might be able to obtain the co-pay card, buy Truvada at retail until the first of the year, where your insurance will cover it. In the next three months, you would not max out the co-pay card.

I've had a couple of experiences I once walked in on one of my nephews having a wank shortly after he turned 18. I was staying with my sister in Scotland and they had all gone out. I assume my nephew thought I had gone with them because when I passed his room he was sitting in his room looking at his phone. His trousers and pants were at his ankles and he was wanking what looked like a fair sized cock for an 18 year old lad. I didn't think he had seen me but a little while later he came downstairs looking sheepish and said "I''m...err...sorry about earlier." I told him there was no need to apologise and said I was sorry for walking in on him - we all need a bit of privacy when we're having a wank. He relaxed a bit then and we never referred to it again. It was actually quite horny though. I also had one really bad experience a few years ago. I hooked up on line with a really fit looking thirty something lad and went to his flat in West London. He didn't mention having a partner. We sucked and rimmed each other and then I fucked him kneeling up on the bed and came heavily up his arse. Before I could pull out his boyfriend came in and went ballistic. He was really furious - especially when I pulled out and he realised we'd been fucking bareback. I don't know if he realised I had actually just shot a load up his boyfriend as I got out of there as quickly as I could. It was a horrible experience and I felt bad for both of them. A much better experience was when I walked in on my flat mate being fucked in the living room. I had not long split with my partner and was renting a flat. I needed someone to share the costs so rented a room to a lad in his early 20s who was down from Scotland working in London. We had talked about bringing guys back and I said the only rule was not to leave anyone he didn't know in the flat when he wasn't there. During the first couple of months Patrick brought quite a number of guys back. He had a very easy going attitude to life and admitted he loved being fucked and didn't always play safe. He was a really good influence on me as I was going through a rough time and was inclined to take things a bit too seriously. One day I came back in to find him being fucked, pants down in the living room by a really fit looking black guy. They didn't see me at first and I enjoyed watching as the guy fucked him from behind and I kept watching until he came deep in Patrick's arse. I was really turned on and hoped that Patrick was being fucked bareback. When he pulled out I saw they were fucking bare and I saw some cum sliding out of Patrick's arse. I didn't think they had seen me but when the guy had gone Patrick joined me in the kitchen and asked me if I had enjoyed the show. I wasn't quite sure what to say but he was totally cool with it and laughed. He asked me if seeing him being fucked without a condom had made me horny and I admitted it had. It wasn't too long before Patrick's pants were down again and I was fucking him from behind right there in the kitchen. I fucked him bareback and shot my load right up him and after that we fucked quite a few times. It was Patrick who really turned me back on to fucking bareback after I split with my partner.

My former (late) partner used to love to take me to bath houses and get me fucked - he loved that, and so did I. He'd wandering attract the baths looking for hot hung tops and bring them back. I'd be on the bed on all fours ready to be mounted doggie style - poppered and a set of weighted alligator titclamps on. My fav! The harder they fuck the better the weights swing and pull at my tits, which control all on me. We also used to do the same at the gay motels in Palm Springs. Damn I could turn into such a pig out there - oink! I need to get my pig back on and start collecting cocks in my hole again. Double OINK!!

Went to hawk’s here in Vegas Friday night and got fucked twice through the gloryholes but only one load. This stocky white guy had a thick cock about 7.5 cut. I sucked him and then turned around and backed my ass against his cock. He fucked me sbout 10 minutes and when he came he pulled out but kept poking his cock through the gloryhole so I shoved it back in my ass to get the rest of his load. There was a puddle of cum on the floor. I walked around and went to the gloryholes in the back at the new part of the building that just opened and sat in a booth and this this black cock poked through. I sucked him and he was about 9.5 cut and thicker than the previous cock. I backed my ass onto his big dick and he fucked me for a few minutes but didn’t cum. I think he had just arrived and didn’t wanna cum yet. I played with this short guy about 5’2” with a 9in cock in a booth and swallowed his load. He had an accent but I’m not sure where he was from. I tried to put his raw cock in my hole but he pulled out a condom. I let him fuck me for a few minutes but I just sucked him off

Started smoking at 12, full-time at 14. It made my cock hard. Still does. I've shot some of my biggest loads while getting serviced while I smoke. Anyone who wants to get me off but objects to my smoking can fuck off and find someone else.

New breeder in my life. We've been on each other's radar for a good while but never managed a meet. He works weird hours and he travels alot. He is handsome and cute. Turns out he was in the year above me in school and grew up right next to me too!! Anyway he fucked me sore for hours until actually painful towards the end but he gave me two loads. Fun and uninhibited. He had a nice ass to rim as well.

“I can’t believe you are still hard!” ”you always cum a lot” and this one I get a LOT: “I can’t stop thinking about your cock”

I spend a lot of time at a nudist resort that's mostly hetero but there are always a small number of gay guys around. I"m usually there with my wife so it's hard to fool around but I got lucky last weekend. There was a big event there last weekend so there were a lot of people and more gay guys than usual. There was one guy on Grindr that had a big dick that wanted to fuck me but neither of us could host and there aren't really any places to discreetly fuck. There was another sexy bi married bear there staying in a trailer and was alone, but he was a bottom. We had texted a bit but I"m not much of a top. Early Saturday morning, while my wife was still asleep, I thought maybe I could sneak over to the bottom's trailer and try fucking him bare. It turns out the big dick top was there too. When I got to the trailer, the top had already fucked the bear and I thought he was done as he stepped out for a cigarette. So the bear and I got into a 69 position and were sucking each other's cocks with me on the top. The top came back in and started rubbing my ass. He played with my hole a bit and then stuck his big dick in my ass. It felt amazing having him fuck me while I was getting sucked and sucking the bear. Apparently he hadn't finished in the bear and fucked me for about 5 minutes before blasting a load up my ass. He left. I was hard to I fucked the bear for a while but I couldnt' cum which was frustrating. I really wanted to blast my load up his ass. He sucked me off instead. I went back to my camp and my wife was still asleep. I always enjoy it when I can sneak off and get fucked at the resort.

Part 3 There was no fucking way I was driving to Tom’s house. My car was safe where it was and while that may have been the point for Tom, leaving myself in the hands of a predator seemed like a swell idea at the time. Off we went in our blazed state, with Tom and both lighting up cigarette, that enjoyable bit of lung diseases that always seemed to accompany me especially after I smoked a good joint. The small talk was minimal, the sex talk though. Tom told me about himself, how he was a plumber, made decent wage and liked the fact that I was in the military and how it was good that a kid had a career path ahead of him. “Besides,” he said bluntly, “I’ve never fucked an Army guy before and I’m going to fuck your hole all night.” Honestly, I was terrified of this guy but so fucking pleased that he had chosen me to abuse. That’s the submissive in me I guess and I was prepared to wallow in it as much as possible. We finally rode the back roads of our small beach town to his place, a nice double wide on a bare lot, his even bigger work truck parked out front. He hustled me inside to a fairly clean place, the lights on but dim enough where they weren’t a bother. He pointed out the kitchen quickly, the closed door that was his roommates side of the house, and practically herded me into dark room with the huge bed that was where I’d lose my mind to my favorite rapist. We make it into the room and he taking the lead starts stripping, folding his clothes onto the dresser, encouraging me to get my ass naked. I finally saw the beast naked and it was beautiful. Tom stood about 5’11 with that wiry meanness about him that spared no fat on his bones. No tattoos but he was covered by dense fur with it really only staying free of his upper back. I’m distracted and naked at this point, still high but having a little more sense from the calming ride over. And in a surprising move, Tom slid over, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me, soulfully, with as much hunger as I was feeling for him. That moment of gentleness didn’t last long. He pushed me onto my back on the bed, lifted my ankles up, and told me to slide back, which in my excitement I did. Tom climb after me and mounted on top of me like I was his woman, his cock, soft now, nestled against my nervously rock-hard cock. This time his kisses were controlling, almost angry, and he jabbed his hips in such a way that his meaty shaft slid across mine, stiffening up. He leaned back on his knees and reached across the bed, dragging open a drawer on a little bedside table and retrieved a bag with little multi-colored pills. At a guess, this drug I knew, ecstasy and at this point is when I got really excited. I had always wanted to try sex with ecstasy as it had a way of awakening a monster that would mirror Tom’s. Tom acknowledged my next question that it was and he fumbled in the bag, withdrawing four pills. What I didn’t know is that all four were for me, Tom would take his later, and all four of them were going up my ass. The prelude to this was wonderful though as he palmed them and moved back down, his mouth breathing warm air over my cock, my balls, and his then the touch of his five-o’clock shadowed lips on my fuck hole. The pot at this point seemed to awaken, or my libido did, and he ate my hole with mincing little spasms of his jaw, changing pitch to stab his tongue deep inside me. I wasn’t clean and I wasn’t ready as my intentions had only been to suck dick and then go home. This didn’t bother Tom in the least and after a moment, it didn’t bother me either. When my hole loosened, I felt the first invading digit of his thick finger only for a second in and then out, only to return with a burning hot ember shoved deep enough to make me wince. I admit, I wasn’t the best pig right then as I was on the verge of complaining when he did it again and again, each pill pushed just under softy mass of shit in my backside. “Don’t fucking lose those kiddos or you owe me $100.” How I was going to manage that when the burn from his unlubed finger combined with the absolute burn of MDMA shoved unceremoniously up my ass started cramping my tunnel immediately. “Just hold it for thirty minutes and you’ll love it,” was the advice Tom gave me. But the expert knew I was all in when I nodded, afraid to speak lest those little pills came rocketing out. Tom’s way to pass the time though, that didn’t need any convincing. He moved up the bed, swinging his ass over my head, and lowered his hairy crack to my face. There are a lot of things in this world I love. Good music, good food, good drugs, and come inside me but nothing kicks off the pig in me quite like wolfing down on the puckered hole between two hard white ass cheeks. The taste is delicious, unbelievably so and while I had never licked one with such dense hair, I had spent some of that time overseas sucking on the ripe ass of a transwhore in Germany. One hand on each thigh, I sucked and licked while the ecstasy burned a line of bright pain in my bowels. Tom was an expert as well, allowing me in and then using his ass muscles to push me out. My eyes would open and close as I made love to his ass. Minutes rolled by and the pain turned dull and then disappeared. Then revulsion hit me hard, hard enough to gag me. No, it wasn’t a sudden drop back to the reality that I was sucking on a man’s shithole, possibly inches from his last meal, no it was the ecstasy bearing down on my like a freight train. It always happens this way for me. This sudden nausea hits me like a train and for a good ten minutes I couldn’t have licked and sucked at him if I tried. Tom again had the patience of a man on the verge of triumph.

I enjoyed my last visit to ATL. I made it to Cum Union in August. Really crowded and fun.Fucked about 6 guys. Dumped a 6 day load in a tall slim blonde guy in the dark room. Felt his wet hole and he just bent over and I slid in him. Banged the hell out of him and filled him up. Later, found a hot young pup in a sling towards the lounge area. As soon as I got in his hole, I banged him until I creamed his wet hole. Fun night!

Part 10 - The 4th Dinner Instead of going to the main hotel Daniel showed Jordan the beach entrance to the Orchid wing. As they strode through the door it was the first time Jordan had really seen the Orchid wing pool with guests, it was an oasis in heaven with white linen curtains surrounding the cabanas mingled in amongst the tropical foliage. Daniel was distracted by the actress waving and calling them over to their cabana, her husband looked up from his sunbed and waved as well. Nicky and Kit being an A list celebrity couple came here for the peace and solitude seeking family time several times a year, it was during these visits that Daniel and his parents had become good friends with them. "What are you boys up to?" she asked as they got closer. Daniel kissed her on the cheek "Nothing just heading back so see mother off". "We had a quick lunch with Lucy to catch up, she was telling us about the LA hotel" Nicky sounded excited. Daniel chuckled "It won't be quite like this place Nicky". "Nothing can match here Danny. So how about dinner tonight, we got a free pass again?" she said laughing. Daniel replied "Oh Nicky we have plans already but it would be great if you joined the four of us". She looked at Daniel "Are you sure that we would be welcome by your other guests?". Jordan laughed "I think they would be over the moon if you turned up, so would I". Nicky looked at her husband who gave the thumbs up "Okay yes, we would love to join you." Daniel hugged Nicky "Brill, we are dining in our suite at 7.45pm drinks at 7.30, will see you then". Nicky looked at Daniel "Our suite?" pointing to him and Jordan. "Long story Nicky but yes" Daniel smiled holding Jordan's hand. Kit looked up from his sunbed "What happened to loose eye?". Nicky slapped Kit's legs "He means Greg." Daniel laughed "Loose eye wandered a little to much it's very much over, see you later". Nicky turned her back and Daniel gave Jordan a wink and mouthed get ready to run, he grabbed a couple of ice cubes from the bucket pretending he was hot. Nicky saw him and moved out of the way she knew what was coming next, Daniel crept over to where her husband was laying his eyes closed, he quickly lifted his shorts and threw the ice cubes in them and ran leaving Jordan standing there. Kit flew off his sunbed but Daniel was to far ahead. He shook his shorts and ice cubes dropped to the floor "Danny this is war you better watch your back". Daniel laughed "Payback from last year, I never did get you back!" He laughed returning to his sunbed repeating his warning to Daniel. Jordan caught up Daniel still chuckling at seeing a funny side to Daniel that he hadn't expected. They walked up to the private owner suites terraces where Jordan used his key card to get access, they walked around the private pool on to the veranda as Anderson came out to greet them. Daniel told him they would be six for dinner and drinks at 7.30 and they would eat on the veranda, Anderson said he would arrange for a couple of waiters to be present before heading off. Anderson smiled to himself, it was good to have the Daniel he knew and loved back. Daniel showed Jordan around the suite and his bedroom and ensuite bathroom. Daniel walked over to Jordan and kissed him on the mouth, he moaned as he felt Jordan's arms encircling his body. He rested his head in to Jordan's shoulder as they cuddled in the middle of the bedroom, his only thought was how right this felt. They quickly changed and wandered out to the Orchid Wing entrance where Lucy and Sofie were chatting but quickly stopped at the sight of them approaching. Daniel said good bye and see you in a couple of days as they kissed and hugged, she looked over to Jordan. "Jordan walk me to the car please" she asked with a friendlier tone in her voice. He quickly glanced at Daniel and walked over to her "Will I see you in a couple of days?". She waited until they were outside "I have not seen Danny this happy for years and yes I think we will see a lot of each other". Jordan opened the door to the car "Thank you Lucy and have a good trip". She looked at him and saw nothing but sincerity in his face "No, thank you Jordan". Daniel and Sofie watched both itching to know what they were talking about, they both looked on astonished at what happened next, Lucy kissed Jordan on the cheek then got in to the car. Jordan returned inside as the car pulled away and saw the beaming faces of them standing there, Jordan looked at them both. Daniel said that kiss on the cheek was a massive step forward, a sign that she was starting to accept him. They headed back to the suite and spent the afternoon on their private terrace and veranda talking and swimming. The day wore on and they went to shower and change for dinner, the waiters had appeared and were setting the table and Anderson placed the menus on the table. Jordan found all his clothes pressed and hanging up in the walk-in wardrobe, he finished drying himself off and pulled on some shorts and a shirt then joined Daniel on the veranda swinging seat. He looked up and said it was 7pm, Jordan said he would go and collect the boys from reception as he needed to try his key out, Daniel laughed and planted a kiss before telling him not to be to long. Jordan went out the front door and along the hallway into the Orchid lounge the concierge opened the door for him, he found himself back in the familiar main reception of the hotel and spotted Steve and Callum. "Hey guys, ready?" smiling as he walked over. Callum still wobbly at the sight of Jordan every time he saw him "Where's Daniel?" he asked. "Waiting for us, come on" he guided them over to the Orchid wing doors. Steve and Callum followed as the concierge nodded to Jordan and opened the door for them, Steve breathed the word wow as they passed around the screen depicting the Salinger logo entwinned with an orchid and entered a different world of luxury. Callum was speechless as they walked across the lounge towards the hallway leading to the suites. Daniel was talking to Anderson as the three of them arrived and made their way to sit on the veranda. The waiters brought them each a glass of champagne. "Wow this is so much nicer than what we serve in the clubhouse" licking his lips to the laughter of the others. Steve was looking at the table settings "Danny are we six for dinner?" as he picked up the menu. "Oh yes, sorry we have two more guests joining us shortly so hope you don't mind" walking over to where Steve stood. "Do we know them?" asked Callum. Daniel laughed "Well kind of, you probably seen her in movies but you will get to know them this evening". Anderson walked out to the veranda followed by Nicky and Kit "Daniel your guests have arrived". Steve and Callum couldn't believe their eyes, they were about to have an evening with a movie star. Happiness and laughter followed in during the evening, everyone joyfully listened to Nicky's stories about film making. Daniel and Kit talked a lot together, Steve and Callum delighted everyone about some of the antics that the passengers get up to try and get in the clubhouse and the stories used to get upgraded on flights. In all it was a perfect dinner as Anderson and the waiters served coffee, Daniel thanked Anderson and told him to stop hanging around and go home as the waiters could finish up. Jordan watched as he disappeared and looked at Daniel. "Interesting why did you do that?" he asked Daniel pulled Jordan closer "He is in my mother's pocket Jordy and will tell her everything just like Sofie does". Jordan chuckled "You mean she spies on you?". "Not normally but I am sure they will watch extra closely for the next couple of days,". Jordan laughed as a lot of things were becoming clearer and thankful that he hadn't put a foot out of line since he met Daniel. Nicky and Kit stood up from the table having finished their coffee excusing themselves as they had to let the sitter finish. Hugs and kisses were going around a plenty, Nicky exclaimed that she has had one of the best social evenings in years. Kit was saying goodbye to Jordan then went over to Daniel, they had a big hug, Daniel realising that Kit was not letting go knew something was about to happen, his body lifted off the ground he cried out for Jordan who stood and laughed at him. Pay back was the last word he heard from Kit as his body hit the water, the five of them stood laughing whilst Daniel stood in the middle of the pool up to his chest soaked and fully clothed he shouted at Kit 'this isn't over Kit now you better watch your back'. Daniel laughed as he took his shirt and shorts off and put them on the side of the pool, Jordan took the hint and took his shorts and shirt off and jumped in quickly followed by Steve, Callum and Kit. Nicky poured another coffee and sat on the side watching the 5 guys playing in the pool, it was very rare that they got to spend time this way, no hang ups worry about paparazzi. Daniel got out of the pool. "Your not coming in Nicky?" he asked. She touched her hair "Not a chance took ages doing my hair. Come here Danny" she patted the seat next to her. He sat down "I know that look Nicky, are you spying on me for mother as well?". Nicky laughed "Maybe, maybe not." she nodded to Jordan "Vast improvement on the your last one, he looks like a keeper". Daniel looked at her "I hope so Nicky. Never felt this way before at being around someone". "When we saw you the other night it was obvious Jordan was captivated by you" she patted his hand. He sighed "You know he had a worse time than me with his ex, quite brutal with him". She finished her coffee "Make sure to tell him how you feel and keep the relationship real Danny". Kit climbed out of the pool and dried himself off and they left to head back to their suite as she turned to her husband and told him they should invite them all over to their place in BellAir for a few nights maybe thanksgiving, he nodded telling her it was a great idea. The three of them sat on the pool edge as Daniel returned with a bottle of champagne and 4 glasses, the waiters finished off and left the suite. Daniel poured a glass for each of them and held his glass up 'New friends and finding love', they all clinked their glasses and took a drink of champagne. Jordan slipped back in to the pool he watched Callum put his drink down then dragged him in the pool much to his surprise, Steve and Daniel both jumped in as the four of them played around swigging champagne. It was just coming up to 11pm in the evening when Steve sadly said it was time for them to head off, Callum took the hint as Daniel dissapeared and hurried back with two bathrobes for them to wear back to their room. Steve gave Daniel a hug and a kiss on the cheek thanking him for what has been one of the best evenings ever. Jordan grabbed hold of Callum and lifted him over his shoulders and put him down next to Steve, Jordan hugged and kissed Callum then Steve. Jordan said he would walk the boys back to the hotel and the three of them left. Daniel went back out to the veranda and stripped naked before diving in to the pool, the champagne was only half drunk so he poured another a glass for him and Jordan. He saw Jordan appear in the lounge, Daniel picked up the two glasses and stood in the middle of the pool. Jordan looked at him and noticed he was completely naked, he smiled at Daniel shaking his head then stripped off and swam up to him taking his glass of champagne. He looked at Daniel 'To us' they clinked glasses but instead of drinking Jordan held Daniel with his free arm and kissed him sensually on the lips, slowly their lips parted and he felt Jordan's tongue press against his own as they, without realising Daniel came up against the edge of pool as Jordan put his and Daniel's glasses down his other arm wrapped around Daniel. Daniel kissed Jordan back his arms now around Jordan's neck. Everything around them blurred out of focus as they only had eyes for each other. Daniel lead Jordan to his bedroom they both collapsed on the bed still holding and kissing each other. There was no sign of mad passionate sex about to take place, instead they laid in each others arms. Daniel's whole body felt it was going to combust being held so closely to Jordan and he was loving every moment of it. A deepen and shared connection on bonding between them was slowly taking shape, Daniel couldn't fight his tiredness anymore, he kissed Jordan and turn on his other side. Jordan placed his arms back around Daniel as they spooned together, Daniel kissed Jordan's hand and laid there wrapped in the arms of the man he never thought would be laying next to him in bed. Jordan continued kissing the back the his neck until they both were seduced by sleep.

Chapter IXX For the next two or three days my boy and I kept trying to come up with a solution on what to do. We wanted to save our friends but weren't real sure if any of them would actually listen to a warning, thinking we were just paranoid or making it up to keep a good fuck from them. What a dilemma and also, we were both still massively turned on by the thought of getting fucked by that huge cock again, but still wanted it safely and not to get pozzed like he seemed to want to do to us. Out talks all failed to come to anything except to get us horny as hell and start fucking like crazy to relieve some tension and have fun and dream about a huge cock fucking us senseless. About the 4th day after the party we got another email from the poz bar owner with another shot of his huge cock and telling us time was almost up and he had already called another of our friends and invited them to the bar this coming Friday night for free drinks and some hot sex and he had it verified the guy was ready to party. We started fucking almost immediately and once again, as my boy was cumming in me, I heard myself whisper, :Oh, yeah, so nice, fill me full of your poz cum." We both fell silent again looking at each other and wondering what the other was thinking. My love finally said, "It looks like he has gotten into both of our heads big time as I was thinking the same thing you said when I was cumming." We just laid there is shock, not really understanding, but knowing we had to try and keep our friends safe and maybe sacrifice ourselves to be pozzed and freed from our guilt. We had already been responsible for one friend getting a poz load and maybe knocked up, but could we afford to let it continue, with our acceptance of his threat. Thursday night and we still could not come up with any kind of decision. About 8 pm another email arrived from the bar owner. It was another pic and short video of his magnificent cock. It was leaking precum, a lot of it even. We could only watch and drool, wanting it in us but not wanting his poz load. The dilemma was maddening. Then about an hour later another email arrived. It was another vid. We gasped when we opened it. He started with a small narrative, explaining that our friend got ahold of him and didn't want to wait for Friday night and we should enjoy the show. A few seconds later and our friend, naked and on a bed with his legs hoisted over the poz guys shoulders. The huge cock buried to the hilt and our friend squeeling in pain and pleasure at the same time. His ass being destroyed with an unmerciful pounding of huge cock. The video lasted almost 45 minutes before the owner roared and we could tell he was cumming deep in our friends ass. A couple of minutes later and the vid moved in to a close up of our friends cumm filled ass with definite tinges of blood oozing out with the leakage. Then a pan up to our friends face with a huge contented smile on his face and telling him that that had been so fantastic. A few seconds more and the poz guys face was on the screen telling us, "two down and how many more, before you two let me set you free, too?" OMG What Do We Do?

Love cumunion in Atlanta.I breed there monthly with my poz cock. Love plowing hungary holes there. Most of my cumdumps go there.

Part 2 "Ram that fucker man!" "Drill that boy hole!" "Fuck his pretty pussy!!" Everyone was yelling something in that room, watching that little boy cum dumpster take thick cock after thick cock. I knew that I would have to take my turn at that little pig slut, so I got closer to inspect my prey. Nice tight body, dusting of hair on his chest, nice thick cut cock, about seven inches, beautiful full balls and a hairy sack. My favorite part was his treasure trail which went down right into his thick pubes. I bent down and licked that little line of boy hair, tasting the mixture of sweat, spit, and his own pre cum. It was my turn to fuck his little hole, but before I did, I made sure to spit into his open mouth. He was panting like a bitch in heat and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to give him some spit before giving him my DNA. When the guy before me shot his load, I wasted no time getting in there. I love 'em young, and this kid was perfect. Beautiful ass with a light coating of hair, sweet boy taint, and a nice hairy crack. He already had some chest hair....yep, he was going to be a hairy fucker when he grew up, and he had the cutest little peace sign tattoo on his upper thigh. I love innocent boy cunt. His boy pussy was well used by the time I got to him - I guessed seven or more guys had already used this little slut, and I was going to be next. I entered him easily. His ass had been opened wide. I grunted as I plowed him, savoring every minute of that little boy twat. Sweat was pouring down my face, and my assault on his hole was punctuated by my comments to the slut: "I love fucking that little ass!" "Gonna give you my load deep in your boy hole!!" "Take my bare dick, little slut!!" "I'm gonna breed that hot hole of yours!!" "Take this bare cock you fucking whore!" I didn't even know what I was saying, but it was pouring out of my mouth. He must have liked the talk because he reached down to touch my hairy stomach and jerk his boy cock. I knew I was going to cum soon, so I picked up the pace and rammed him hard. He was moaning and groaning in pleasure, and FUUUUUUUUUCKK......I shot my jizz way up into his guts. His ass sucked it up like a vacuum. With a plop, my cock fell out of his hole. Totally spent, I decided to hit the road and go home. The next day I woke up hard at the thought of that kid I had violated the night before. Got out of bed, grabbed a smoke and went downstairs where my son was having breakfast. He looked tired, but not half as tired as I was! "How was your night, kiddo?" I asked "Fine....boring." He said as he lit up his own cig. We finished our breakfast and Kyle went up to take a shower. About 15 minutes later, I decided to get ready myself. Right before I went into the bathroom, I thought I heard a noise from Kyle's bedroom. I peeked in the crack of the door to make sure he was alright, and he was drying off, totally naked. I guess the noise was just the television, and I felt bad about looking at him, but I have to say that at 19 he has filled out quite nicely. I stood by the door and looked for just a minute. Nice coating of fur on his chest, treasure trail, thick pubes, and something I had never noticed before: a little peace sign tattoo on his thigh.

Great story. Re-enforced my pride and dignity as a pozzed person. the description of fisting was vivid. Totally share the raw fuck abuse after being fisted - takes one to a different level as a cumdump.

Part 2 The remainder of my time at CDL was spent with the younger top who insisted on using a condom. Because he was so handsome I obliged and felt some fulfillment when after he fucked me, he took off the condom and stroked his thick meaty dick to unload right on my hole. With cum dripping off of my hole and down my leg, I walked around CDL for one last time as the small crowd seem to be disappearing. I got roughly shoved into one of the cubbies where an older masculine top pushed me over and thrust into me. He didn’t seem to care whether I would accommodate him but just took what he needed. He instinctively sensed that I was a cum dump and treated my hole accordingly. He grabbed my shoulders while fucking my hole in a circular motion. He thrust hard against my hole’s walls and I knew that his goal was to unload in me as quickly as possible. He switched to deep dicking me and slamming into my hole balls deep. With a growl he thrust even harder and unloaded as deep in me as he possibly could. He left it there for a minute and then as he pulled out, he pushed me off of him. By the time I had gotten my balance back, he was gone. I was left with the smell of his sweat and cum and the overwhelming sense of his masculinity and superiority over me. Shaken, I walked back to the hotel. I jerked off thinking about his treatment of me; feeling that I had been “just a hole” and knowing that this made me want to submit even more.

Woke I awoke Saturday morning with a splitting headache and a dry mouth. I rolled over and opened my eyes to see Travis sleeping soundly by my side, and the clouds in my mind cleared quickly: My ass was sore. This man, who’s not my husband, fucked me last night. Bare. To completion. And he’s HIV+. Fuck--what have I done, I thought. I began to sweat, as the gravity of my fuckup hit me. And then my phone buzzed on the bedside table. I rolled over to look and saw it was my husband Brad calling. “Hey baby!” I answered with a somewhat hoarse tone. “Hah – hey lover” he said, “you sound rough. How was your night on the town with our boys?” “Oh, it was pretty fun I guess,” I responded half-heartedly. “Not too eventful.” And then I felt my jock strap snapped from behind and Travis’s hands on my ass. I clinched my gluten as an attempt to indicate the touch wasn't welcome. He inched his naked body closer to mine anyway. I’d awoken the big dicked, skinny stranger with this phone call, and it was apparent he wasn’t going to make chatting with Brad easy. Travis parted my ass cheeks with his hands as I tried to ignore him and pay attention to Brad, and then Travis inserted his first finger. As he began his single finger fuck of my tight hole, the fact that his poz spunk was still buried in me was on the forefront of my mind. And then a second finger slid in alongside the first. I grimaced. And then a third finger made its way inside me. In any other situation I would have yelped in pain, but I remained silent for Brad. “What you up to today?” Brad asked, as Travis began assaulting my fuck chute with his callused fingers. He worked my hole, shoving his digits in and out, twisting them with each entry. Occasionally I felt his finger nails scraping against my tender anus wall. It was all I could do not to make an audible response to the act. And yet, my dick began to harden. “Not totally sure. Probably just laying low. How about you –- are the meetings going well?” I asked as I felt Travis’s whiskers on my neck, kissing me, sucking on my jugular. I would certainly have a hickey from this. I lost track of the conversation as I was focused on not reacting to the man molesting me from behind. As Brad began going over the list of colleagues who were getting on his nerves, Travis withdrew his fingers. I then felt his dick being guided up and down my ass crack, leaving a slimy trail of precum. “Fuck no, surely he’s not gonna try to fuck me now?” I thought to myself as I tried to move away toward the edge of the bed. But as Brad continued the monologue against his coworkers, the tip of Travis’s monster cock found my hole. Travis’s arm wrapped around me to hold me close, and I had no option but to grit my teeth and accept the entry of his big dick. Travis wasn’t in the moment for romance or to be gentle: he wanted to mark his bitch. He wanted me to get caught. He wanted to claim me as his own. He wanted to emasculate Brad. He slammed his mostly dry cock deep in me. I winced and fought the urge to scream. It hurt like hell. He withdrew most of his shaft from me and then thrust forward into my body again. And again. And again. Brad then started talking about recent discussions with his family about summer vacation plans. I was successfully masking the intrusion into our marriage by remaining quiet, with occasional banter to keep the conversation going (things like “oh wow,” and “that’s great”). Travis pulled my hair as his fuck pace increased. He wanted to cum in me before Brad hung up the phone. I instinctively ground my ass backwards into him, enabling his dick to go deeper and deeper inside me. My own dick was now throbbing and was leaking precum onto our sheets. Brad took hold of my cock and began stroking it in rhythm with his pounding of my hole. My breath was becoming short. Travis was close. I was getting close. Travis picked up his pace. Brad began to wonder about the change in my breathing. “Everything ok there?” “Yeah” I said, thinking quickly and seeing the dog bed in the corner, “Molly and I are playing tug of war with her chewey. Sorry lover, go on.” Brad continued speaking, until finally Travis slammed his body into mine and let out a guttural sound. “unnnnnnnnnnhhhhhh.” Another batch of his poz dna had been injected deep inside me. “Oh fuck” I said, and then recovered “Brad, I gotta take Molly out now. Can I call you back later babe?” “ummm – ok? Sure. " He said, unsure of what was happening on my end of the phone. " Have a great day lover and call me back later!” Brad said as we ended the call. With his dick still pulsing out poison sperm into my ass, Travis jerked my dick until I began spurting my neg cum onto the sheets. “Your pussy of a husband will never fuck you again, slut. Mark my words, slut. You’re mine.”

Chapter 22 I got up on the Tuesday morning and organised my travel bag for NY, I didn’t really know what to bring with me. I had packed a few essentials, fresh underwear, jeans and a couple of shirts. I wore my suit to travel in to avoid it getting crushed in my bag. I arrived in NY just before 10am, I got the subway up past midtown to my hotel, near central park. It was one of the old classic hotel buildings in the city. When I was checking in with the details my company had made I found out I had a suite. The room was split into 3, a sitting room with a TV, a dining table and a mini bar, through double doors into the bed room with en suite. I had never stayed in such a fancy room before. I had a quite look around, dumped my stuff and headed to the NY office for the first of an afternoon of meetings. I got to the building about 30 minutes before the first meeting, giving me time to meet the CEO and go over what bids and proposals we would discuss. I had never met the CEO before, from what I heard around the office is that he is a charismatic guy but someone you don’t want to get on the wrong side of. I made sure to keep my wits about me. I sat waiting in one of the conference rooms, I’d lay out the proposals and all the information that was relevant to the meeting, the table had a fresh jug of water in the middle. I’d made sure there was tea and coffee and some mint biscuits if the meeting started to go on. About 10 minutes before the meeting was scheduled the CEO, Mr Black walked into the room. He was in his late 40’s, about 6ft, with a muscle build, he looked like a runner. His hair was silver and swept to the side in a professional style, and he wore a well fitted black pinstripe suit with an expensive crisp white shirt, but no tie. He was stylish yet not too uptight looking, he had a familiar quality to him; “Mr Black, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said standing and reaching my hand out to shake his. “Please, call me Stew. I’ve heard a lot of good things about you John.” He sat and began to look through the paper work I had lay out on the table. We briefly discussed the proposal bid and went over our line of presentation and how I was there to fill in the information and numbers when needed. Stew started to pour out some water into the glasses, there was a knock on the door and an assistant introduced the investors, I went over to greet them as they entered, introducing Stew, as Mr Black to each of them, however each time he corrected me and invited them to call him Stew. We all sat and began to go through the meeting, after a while Stew had passed me my second glass of water and I realised the Jug was finished. I eventually offered to make Tea or Coffee if everyone wanted to take 5 minutes. We made our way through the rest of the afternoon and about 2 pots of coffee by the time we decided to call it a day for the meeting and pick up where we left off the following morning. Once we had tidied everything up in the conference room, myself and Stew were heading towards the elevators. “I want you take another look at a couple of these files again tonight, I want to make sure we’re prepared for tomorrow. I’ve some things I need to look into here, I’ll see you in the morning.” Stew headed off down the corridor before I had the chance to say anything. I headed back to my hotel and ordered room service, I had a lot to look over. After sitting for a few hours I headed for a piss and suddenly remembered I still had this cage on my cock. Shit, I forgot. I’d been so wrapped in work I forgot about going to a sex shop to find a way out of this. I quickly grabbed my phone and found a shop that was open till midnight. I threw on jeans and a top and headed out the door. I didn’t want to stick out like a sore thumb in my suit. I got the subway downtown and within 20minutes I was making my way through the door. The shop was dimly light and the walls were dark with shelves filled with toy’s and fetish gear. There was a section for most things, Lube, toy’s, jockstraps, novelty gifts, clothing, rubber, leather. It was a big selection, I eventually found the chastity devices, there weren’t many but I seen the one that looked like mine, I studied the boxes and hoped I’d found a match. I had a bit more of a browse and then headed to the counter. The attendant was maybe mid-30’s, clean cut looking but had a silver necklace around his neck with a biohazard on it. He wasn’t as innocent as he looked, I thought. He took the box and scanned it, he was packing it into a brown bag when he stopped and looked at me. “These are a top seller, they’re the best in the market. Each one is unique.” I must have given him a wide-eyed look “You know each one of these comes with a different key?” He looked at me intently, he must have guessed I didn’t have a sub guy waiting for me to lock his cock up. “Oh, right. Good, great” I stammered, trying to act casual. “Listen, whoever put it on you will eventually take it off, save yourself the hassle and the 50 bucks and go with the flow. Or if you really can’t wait the ER are used to removing them by now. Just the awkward looks you’d probably rather avoid” “I, erm. The thing is, I’ve not heard anything from the guy who put it on me and I’m scared he might never take it off.” The guys face softened and he looked sympathetic. “Listen, give it a couple of weeks, if you don’t hear from the guy pop back in and see me and i’ll see if I can help out.” I didn’t tell him I was from out of town, I just smiled and thanked him. “Here if you’re struggling to get off while locked up. I have a suggestion.” I looked at him and for the first time really thought about being horny, what could I do? My sex drive had been pretty much destroyed after everything that had happened to me, but I really hadn’t thought what would happen when it crept back. As I was lost in thought the guy was packing stuff into the brown bag, “…so to recap; lube, poppers and a dildo, work your ass until your orgasm come from your ass. It’s intense but will help stave off the horn for a while. Oh and if that doesn’t work theres always a fat cock, sometimes you can’t beat the real thing.” I must have looked vacant, “Here, I’ve only charged you for the chastity device, the rest is on me” He smiled and swiped my now produced credit card. Luckily my brain kicked in quickly enough to check it wasn’t the company card! That could have been a big mistake. I left the shop and made my way back to the subway, it was a little after 10 and the bars were beginning to pick up. I found myself staring at the crotches of the men I was walking past. I could feel a heat rising from my balls. I felt uncomfortably horny, unable to get hard and feeling the pain of my ever eager cock against the cage. The subway was busy but I managed to find a seat, at the first stop the carriage started to fill up, by the second stop it was full. As people shuffled together to try make space I found my seated position was perfect level with the cyclist in front of me’s crotch. I could see the outline of his cock head and I found my mouth water. I’d broke out in a sweat and felt my pulse beginning to race. My stop arrived and I found myself casually touching the mans hip as I made my way through the crowd of people standing. I nearly let out a noise at the jolt to my cock at it’s reaction to me touching the man. I got back to my hotel room and took the box out of the brown bag and started to take it apart looking for instructions, It was a single sheet of paper with a basic diagram, showing how to put on the cage and how to secure it. There was an asterisk next to the word ‘key’. I turned over the page and found the tiny print. ‘ *If key lost, seek medical assistance ’ That was the only advice. I stripped off and studied the cage I had on and soon discovered the lock on mine was completely different to the one in the box. It had been swapped. i couldn’t even make an attempt to figure out the mechanism. I lay back in bed and again felt the rush of heat from my balls, I was horny at the prospect of having an orgasm. I eventually got up and gave into temptation. I had a long shower and thoroughly cleaned myself out. I emptied the lube, poppers and the 10in dildo from the brown bag. I found some generic porn on my phone and started to play with my ass, I took a hit of the popper and felt the warm rush to my cheeks. After about 5 minutes or so I had half the dildo in my ass and was really getting into fucking myself. I kept huffing on the poppers until the dildo was buried 10inches deep into me. I could feel my heart beat pounding in my ears and my ass was twitching at the pounding I was now giving it. I started to hear voices from last week flashback to me; “Rape the boy.” “Tear up his hole” “Breed that ass” “Want more cum boy?” “Tom you’re one lucky son of a bitch” I snapped back to reality with a jolt. My sex drive instantly gone. I pulled the dildo from my ass and thew it, the poppers and the lube back into the brown bag. I set my alarms and headed to sleep, trying to block anymore flashbacks from my mind. I’d scared myself when I remembered all the voices that had been around me, but what frightened me most wasn’t what they said but that it made me feel more horny…

That one guy with the big dick. Oh shit, you know who I'm talking about.

the late Al Parker..

9. Cal "One more load for my boy," Jon said. Deep inside my body, I could feel the spurts of poz cum shooting into me. Jon's orgasms were usually energetic and forceful; I could feel each spurt land in my hole. I thought of them as bullets, each one carrying a deadly payload. Of course, it no longer affected me, but in the early days, before I had converted, the analogy was much more salient. "Fuck, that's hot," Seth said. His eyes were darting back and forth between JP, Jon and myself. He was taking in the entire scene and did not want to miss the smallest detail. His cock was hard, a drop of pre-cum at the tip. I reached out and grabbed his dick. "You want another load?" I asked. "Of course," he said. Jon pressed his dick into me one last time. There was a gentle spurt from his dickhead, but I knew it was the last one for now. What I had gotten was enough. It had soothed the itch I had, and I could concentrate on more important things, like breeding Seth's tight hole. "I'm spent," Jon said. He slowly pulled his dick out of me, pushing it in every once in a while, just enough to work his load into me. My own dick was twitching, as I felt the toxic load he had just deposited into me get absorbed. I needed to pass this precious virus on to Seth and make him part of our extended poz family. "Old man," JP said, wrapping an arm around Jon. "Come on. Let's get a drink and recharge while these boys play." He emphasized "recharge." Seth had entered a den of vipers, and all three of us were eager to give him our venom. I got up from the bed and found Seth. He wrapped an arm around me as we started to kiss. "You want a load?" I asked him. "Yeah," he said. "I want one from you now." "That's what I wanted to hear," I said. "You boys have fun," Jon said. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." "That's a lot of things we can do," I replied. The two older men got off the bed, and started to kiss each other. I knew both of them far too well, and knew that they were good for several more loads tonight. Their excuse of a drink was far more likely to do a line or two in the kitchen or something even more nefarious. "But I think Seth wants to stick with the old standards." "Fucking like horny weasels in heat?" JP asked. "Hell yeah," Seth said. "Feels so damn good to have your cum in me." His cock was pressed against my body. It was stiff and hard, straining for relief. When Jon and JP were first fucking me, they would never let me cum until they had unloaded every drop from their balls into me. It was hard to say no to their dicks when it was the only way I would get off. We were not going to treat Seth any differently. I reached around Seth's body, finding his muscular ass and pushing my fingers between his cheeks. His hole was wet, a bit of cum dripping out of it. "Sloppy hole," I said. "Fucking hot." "Three men fucked me tonight," he said. "Three hot men. Fucked me raw." "And one of them is going to fuck you again," I said. My cock was also pressing against his body, eager to get back into that hot hole, eager to spread its potent semen. "Pound that hole and work those loads into you." "Seems like you boys have everything under control," Jon said. "We'll do what comes naturally," I said. The two men leaned in and kissed us one last time, before heading into the kitchen. "We're alone now." "I know," Seth said. I traced out the edges of his hole with a finger, eliciting a soft moan from him. "How old are you," he finally managed to ask. "How old do you think I am?" "I don't know. Twenties?" "Good guess," I said. "I'm 25. And you?" "18," Seth said. "The young one," I replied. "What do you think of Jon? JP?" "Fucking hot. And their cocks are huge." "Not to mention their loads." "How long have you known them?" I had to think for a moment. I had been in Jon's class in the fall of my sophomore year, and finally had the courage to approach him in the winter. That had been what, six years ago. I had been living with Jon and JP for nearly five of those years. "Six years?" I said, still not entirely sure of my math. "And you've been," he started, but then trailed off. "You know." "Letting them fuck me raw?" "Yeah," he said. "I mean." He was beating around the bush. He wanted to know how I became poz. But I wasn't ready to make it easy for him just quite yet. "No. It's ok." I kissed him again, even as I continued to play with his hole. It was still warm and wet, and my finger disappeared into it easily. Seth was ready to be bred, and I was the man who was going to do it. "But first, let's get in a better position." "How do you want me?" "On you back. Legs on my shoulders." "Your cock in my hole?" "Of course. Raw cock." Before he could answer, I stick my tongue back into his mouth. We kissed deeply, then I pushed him hard away from me. He tumbled back, landing on his back, his head perfectly hitting the pillows. Almost by instinct he spread his legs and exposed most secret and sensitive part of his body to me. His hole was wet, glistening in the light from the multiple loads slowly dripping out of him. "Fuck me, Cal," he said. "Pound that raw cock in my hole." I positioned myself between his legs. He grabbed his thick thighs and hoisted them onto my shoulders. Unplanned, but completely naturally, he shifted his body just enough such that my cock was just barely pressing against his hole. "Breed me," he said. "Please?" Seth's hunger was all too familiar to me. I was not ashamed to admit that I had been there myself. Many times, in fact. There was only one thing that could satisfy that craving, and it was my privilege to be able to do that. "Of course," I said. I pushed my hip upward slightly. The tiny movement was all that was needed; my dick head slid into Seth's hole and was quickly followed by nearly an inch of my shaft. "Oh my god," he grunted. "You're inside of me." "I know. It feels amazing. You want it all?" "Do you have even to ask?" Seth said. "Every fucking inch of your shaft. Every fucking drop from your balls. Give it to me." I pushed forward. He had given me permission and there was no reason for me to wait any longer. I thrust my way in and his hole enveloped me. My dickhead was practically swimming through the pools of spooge that had accumulated in the depths of his hole. Not only had he allowed me inside of him without even a thin rubber, he had given me permission to cum in his hole. He knew I was poz, but had no idea just how powerful my semen was right then. "This is what I wanted," I said. "You and me. Fucking." "It's nice, isn't it?" Seth asked. I leaned in and he craned his head up. Our lips met, softly at first and then harder. I pressed my body against his, feeling the warmth of his skin, and the hardness of his muscles. "Really nice," he said, in a pause between our deep kisses. I loved Jon. I loved JP. I couldn't imagine a life without them in my life. But they were at least twenty years my senior, at a very different point in their lives. Seth was far closer to my age and still had the exuberance of youth that I sometimes missed with my two Daddies. "You're fun," I said. "Like a little bro. That I can fuck." "Yeah, big bro?" Seth said. The way he said "big bro" made me want to cum in him that very minute. "You wanna fuck my tight hole. Pound that cum into me?" Breed me before Daddy comes back?" "Fuck yeah," I said. "So damn hot." I leaned in and kissed him again. "I'm glad you came this weekend," I said. "Me too," Seth replied. "Glad that we have a chance to play together." We took another deep kiss, which lead to my dick dribbling a bit more pre-cum into Seth's already loaded hole. I was familiar with the urge to spread my seed and breed every available hole. But this was more complex than the visceral, animal breeding instinct. This was far closer to what I felt when I was inside Jon or JP. I forced myself to remember that Seth was just a plaything for the weekend. Perhaps he would last longer, but there had been many like him. Boys and men that we had recruited to seed, keeping them just long enough for them to get our gift. Seth would be no different. "I want to cum inside you again," I finally said. Nothing about emotions. Just about intentions and actions. "I want you to cum in me too," Seth said. This time, he initiated the kiss. Just as we had intended, Seth was enjoying every second. His dick was hard, pressed between our bodies, and his hole was warm and wet. "You're, uh," he began, then stumbled. I kissed him again. "You can ask me anything. I'll answer the best I can." "You're, uh, poz, right? Jon told me." "Yeah, I am. Nearly six years now." "Do you know? Like, how you got it?" "Yeah. Bareback fucking." I pushed my dick into Seth's body. The tender, soft skin of his ass caressed my dickhead, massaging it. There was nothing protecting the two of us from the dangers that I carried so proudly. "Do you know who?" "Yeah," I said. It wasn't entirely true. There had been so many men those frantic weeks, more than I could ever keep track of sober, much less as high, stoned, and tweaked as I was during that time. But there had been two men that had been there the entire time. The two that held me as I shook in helpless fear at what I had done. The two that celebrated when I reached a new milestone in being fucked. The two that were my daddies in so many ways. They were the two that I fell in love with. "Who?" Seth asked. "Jon. JP." "Wait. But you knew." "Yeah, I knew." It seemed so long ago now. Being poz was now an essential part of who I was. It was hard to remember what it was like back then, when it was all so very new and simultaneously scary and exciting. "But." Seth stumbled. He had a lot of questions, and didn't know how to ask them. "But," he started again. I decided to help him out. "You've heard of bug chasers?" He nodded. "Back then, I was a bugchaser." He pulled me closer to him, and kissed me again. "I was too scared." "I was too. And there wasn't PrEP. But I wanted to bareback. And I really wanted to bareback with Jon. And, later, JP. But Jon." Those weeks were crazy. I would meet Jon every afternoon from school and go home with him. He and JP would fuck me at least once. Sometimes their friends would come over. On weekends, we would party the entire weekend. Most of it had been captured on tape. Some had made it to a movie, but more of it had to be surreptitiously released. Like cold-war samizdat, illegal content shared among a small circle of like-minded men. "And now?" Seth asked. "Any regrets?" "Only that I didn't do it earlier." "Why?" Seth asked. The few years that separated us were significant; I had matured so much in that time and understood so much more about myself and how I wanted to live my life. "It got me Jon. It got me JP. It meant I could have sex with them. Sex without fear. It meant I could do what I wanted." I kissed him again, and pushed my dick deeper into him. "How did you meet him?" Seth asked. "Jon, I mean." "Heh. I had him for a class. And then I found one of his films. I wasn't sure. Until I ran into him at the gym, and saw his tattoos." "Films? He's been in movies?" "Yeah. We've all been in porn now." "Which ones?" "I'm not sure they even have names." I was lying. I knew exactly what they were called. The first one was called "Cal Jones Joins the Club." The next one was "Toxic Waste II." But there was time later to talk about the movies. About the partying I had done. About the men I had helped to infect. Right now, the important thing was Seth. He needed another load injected in him. I was now fully engaged in Seth's breeding. I knew exactly what Jon and JP had planned for him, and I would do nothing to stop it. More than that, I would even actively assist them in the process. I wanted Seth to join our exclusive club. My cock was balls-deep inside of him, ready to explode, although the effects of that explosion would take a long time to manifest themselves. "But enough about that. Let's talk about better things. Like how wet your hole is." "And how good you cock feels inside it." "And how I want to cum in you." "Do it, man. Cum in me." He squeezed his ass around my shaft. The loads already in him squished around my dick, lubricating it. I pulled out, then pushed back in. He was warm and welcoming, allowing me to slide my cock all the way into his body. "Fuck man, that feels good." "Me inside you?" I asked. "Yeah. You on top of me. You skin against mine." "It feels good. To be next to you. To be in you." My cock was dripping now. The conversation had veered back and forth ever since I first slid into him, and now it was back to the personal and intimate. "My cock inside of you." "You poz cock," he said. My dick dripped pre-cum into his hole. "It's crazy," he said. I nodded, wanting him to go on. "I feel safe with a poz man fucking me. Fucking me bareback." "It's a good feeling, isn't it," I said. "To be able to have sex the way men are supposed it. To be able to share our fluids. And not have to be afraid." "Yeah," Seth said. "It's really good." "Think you will ever go back?" "Back? To rubbers?" Seth laughed. "Not a chance. I'm going to throw out all my condoms when I get home." "Good boy," I said. I leaned in and kissed him. It was a long kiss, long enough that we had to stop for a breath in the middle of it. It was the kiss of men who had found what they needed, with the languid pacing that was easy after the first load had been shot. We didn't have to rush to get relief. We could enjoy all the sensations and all the pleasures. I had fucked many boys in my life, both with a condom and without. Of course, I felt closer to the men I fucked raw. It was hard to know a man through any sort of rubber shield. But even raw, Seth felt different. He felt exciting and new, yet also familiar and calming. It reminded me a bit of the first times that Jon let me fuck him. It had been the same weekend he had first fucked me raw. From the way Seth kissed me back, it was clear I wasn't the only one that was feeling this. "Is it always like this?" Seth finally asked. "Barebacking?" I asked. "Yeah." "Not always. But sometimes." "I want your cum in me so badly," Seth said. "I want JP's cum in me." I noticed that the two men he wanted had the highest viral load. "I want Jon in me." The one member of our family who was stubbornly sticking to his meds was the one Seth put last. Even if Seth didn't yet know what he needed, his sub-conscious mind definitely knew. "We're here. Here to fuck you and here to breed you," I said. I pressed my tongue back into the young man, keeping him from talking any more. It also kept me from saying anything further. When I first pushed my dick into him, I knew exactly what I was doing. Even though that was only a few hours ago, it seemed closer to an eternity ago. Since then, my family had deposited several more loads of cum into him, and I was getting ready to add my second load. What was once a controlled, orderly breeding was spinning out of control. I wasn't sure what I would say if I said anything more; I worried I would make promises I would never be able to keep. "I want to cum in you," I finally said, as we stopped kissing. It had the advantage that it was completely true, and exactly what he wanted. "I want that. I want you to cum in me a lot. And I want JP and Jon to cum in me as well." From behind me, I heard JP speak. "We want that as well." I turned my head, and saw my two lovers standing at the foot of the bed. They were naked, dicks semi-hard. They each held a glass of amber whisky, and Jon had Seth's overnight bag in his other hand. "Continue," JP said. "The boy needs a load." "You know it," Seth said. I pushed my dick deeper into Seth, as the two men disappeared into the bathroom. I couldn't decide what I wanted more: to be able to fuck this amazing piece of ass all night, or to dump another dirty load into the young man. "Come on. Give it to me. You know I want it. I want it from you." I was still a bit stoned, and in my drug-fogged, sex-crazed state, it was hard for me to tell if Seth was talking about my load or my virus. "I want to give it to you," I said. I slammed my cock into him, and then kissed him deeply. "Oh god," Seth managed to moan. His body was shaking with pleasure, happy to be exactly where he was, getting my cock deep in his hole. I wondered what he would be like with a bit of tina in him. I wondered if he would turn into a complete slut, taking loads from almost any man he could find. The thought brought back the familiar hunger. I wanted a shard of crystal up my ass, the glass pipe against my lips, and the drugged-up, sexual darkness taking over my soul. "Oh yes," I grunted in response. My cock was still leaking pre-cum into Seth. The young man deserved my cum more than nearly any boy I had yet met. He deserved all of it: my soothing semen, the eager sperm, and the deadly virus. "You want my load?" "Hell yeah," Seth moaned. It was a loud moan. Even in the bathroom, Jon and JP could have heard it clearly. "Put him out of his misery, Cal," Jon called out. They had heard Seth's thundering moan. "Give him what he needs." "Right on," I said, loudly enough for Jon to hear me. Then, more quietly, just for Seth to hear, I continued. "You want it, hot man? You want my load, little bro?" "Please, big bro. Fuck my hole. Breed your lil bro." Something about the way he called me "bro" made my dick twitch. I slammed it in. The indecision, between fucking him all night or breeding him immediately, had disappeared. I needed to breed Seth, and Seth needed to be bred. "Give me your load," he said. "Oh yeah, little bro," I said. "You're gonna get my load. Every single drop." I punctuated each word with another deep thrust into Seth's body. My dick was starting to tingle and my balls were getting tight. I recognized the signs. I wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. "Get that load deep into you." "Please man. You know I want it. I fucking need it." "Oh fuck," I grunted. I was no longer in conscious control of my actions. My dick had taken over, and it only cared about its own pleasure. It was impossible for me to worry about anything else, least of all Seth's safety. "Oh fuck," I grunted again, my dick now throbbing. "Take it," I moaned, as the first spurt of cum worked its way down my shaft and into Seth's hungry hole. As my sperm hit Seth's hole, I could feel the boy relax underneath me. He had gotten what he had been wanting so badly, and for a few minutes, his cum-lust was satisfied. From my own experience, I knew how short this moment of peace and happiness would be. It would be only a few minutes before he grew used to my load inside of him, and he would need more semen to placate his limitless needs. "Oh god man, fill me up," he said. "As much as you want, bro," I said. I wanted him to grow accustomed to my poz sperm and to crave it just as much as I was craving his neg hole. This was a slow process, and he wasn't quite ready to embrace the full depth of his new-found desires. As much as I wanted, it was not yet the time to remind him of the virus I was injecting into his body. "Every single drop I can give you," I continued, as another spurt shot into his healthy, innocent body. I hadn't tried to keep my voice down, and my two men in the bathroom had heard me cumming in Seth. "That's my boy," Jon said. "Fill Seth up. Knock him up with your sperm." Seth might know what Jon was alluding to, but it didn't matter. Like me, he was only thinking about one thing: how good his hole felt when a man was breeding him. "Give him your babies," Jon called out. Another spurt shot out of my dick and into Seth's guts. "Damn, that feels so good," Seth said. He tried to reach down for his cock, but I grabbed his hand. "You'll get your chance," I said. I put his hand behind his head and kept my hand on his wrist. "Just enjoy getting your ass filled with cream." There was another spurt, and Seth writhed around my shaft. "Totally filled with our sperm," I repeated myself. Seth was milking me now, trying to get every drop of out my balls. It was working, and there was another surge, ending with more cum being added to Seth's collection. "Thank you man. This is exactly what I needed." "Getting your ass filled with a real man's load?" "Yeah," Seth said. He grabbed me and pulled me close. "I'm glad you came in me," he continued. He paused long enough to give me a kiss. "I'm glad all of you came in me." "Me too," I said. "I'm glad you're becoming part of our family." I kissed him again. This time it was deeper and longer. I got lost in making out, and didn't hear the two older men emerge from the bathroom. "You take care of the boy, boy?" JP asked. I turned around as best I could, my dick still embedded deep in Seth's hole. It was still enough to see Jon and JP watching us. They had put on bathrobes, but they draped open, exposing their hard dicks. "Yeah," Seth said. "He did." He reached down and grabbed his cock. "But, when is it my turn?" he was as stiff as ever. He would need relief tonight or he would never be able to sleep. "Your turn boy?" Jon asked. "Your turn?" he asked again, the incredulity dripping from his voice. "What makes you think it's your turn?" -- (4025 -> 4525*) His cock was still buried in my hole. It made me feel safe, to have him inside me and his body so close to mine. It was strange to think that I felt safe when an HIV-positive man was inside of me, especially when he was not wearing a condom. But it was now possible. Sex, even bareback sex, could be safe again

We sat out back behind the 7-11 and drank the beers I earned for Eddie. Tom chugged his beers down and started looking me up and down. Eddie said boy I told you, you weren't done yet so now why don't you give Tom some of that sweet ass. I was a bit freaked out, this was all new to me, very exciting but still scary as hell. I walked over to Tom and he said well get down there and get to work. I kneeled down and started to undo his pants to get to his cock. He stank to the point of almost making me sick. I pulled out his cock and it looked all filthy and had sores and did not look safe at all. I looked at Eddie and asked if he was kidding. He said if I knew what was good for me I would get on that cock now. Tom was already getting excited and hard. He did not have a huge cock maybe 6 inches or so. I gave in and did as told and started licking and sucking his diseased dick like it was the best tasting cock I had ever had. The thought of not knowing if he was sick or if he had any stds started to get me a bit excited ,, all or nothing by this point I guess. He started moaning and really enjoying my work. I thought he was going to blow his load down my throat, but he all of a sudden pushed me off and told me to give him my ass.. I did as he said and he tore my panties down and started fucking me hard doggie style. He was starting to fuck me harder and harder, I could not believe he was this worked up and still had not cum. Eddie came over and grabbed my head and shoulders to give me support for this beating my ass was getting. He held my face in his lap and I could feel his large cock on my face through his jeans. He just held me there and kept encouraging Tom to show my hole no mercy. After what seemed like forever Tom started grunting and let loose with the biggest load I had ever taken in my ass. I could feel him filling my guts with who knows what new bacteria and filth. After he finished he just stayed there with his cock in my ass. Eddie still held tight and I could not move but was just resting and catching my breath. Then before too long I felt a new sensation. I tried to move but Eddie held me tight and just started to laugh. Tom was starting to piss inside my ass. It was shocking to me but felt great at the same time, then in a final act of humiliation he pulled out of my ass and continued to piss all over my ass and back. He took his time emptying his beer filled bladder all over me. They were both laughing with pride about what they had just done to me. They let me loose and I pulled up my panties and jeans and we started to walk back to the house, me covered in piss and cum and Eddie grinning from ear to ear.

The next few days were a lot for me to take in. I had to wrap my head around the fact that in a moment of passion I allowed myself to be infected and changed the course of my life up to that point. Eddie was a stinky ,dirty old man with a big cock I could not get enough of. I still can't understand how he has been able to keep such control over me. The fear of not knowing how to deal with my wife and family, I was devastated.. But at the same time anytime he demanded sex in any way I complied. Any kinky sick request I gave in to happily, he turned me into trash. I lost count how many times I sucked him off and he fucked me over the next couple days. My ass was destroyed just like he said and resembled a loose pussy more than my previous tight hole. Just when I thought I had sunk as low as I would go he told me to put my panties back on and we had to make a run. He needed beer so we walked down to the 7-11. It was just starting to get dark and when we got there a homeless guy from the neighborhood was hanging out back. Eddie knew him and called him Tom, and introduced me as his new bitch. Tom said I didn't fit the mold but Eddie assured him that he would see for himself just how well I would do. Tom said traffic was light that day.. I guess it was known in the area that for a few bucks for beer money these guys would suck or fuck, and there were actually guys willing to take them up on it.. Desperate times I guess. After sitting there for about an hour a guy in a delivery truck pulled up and asked Eddie if he wanted a beer. He said he sure did, but that the new meat would be doing the honors. Eddie told me the guy was a regular and I better suck him good and be sure to swallow every drop. He said if I swallowed the load We would earn a six pack of pabst , but if I didn't swallow the guy would get pissed and probably slap me around a bit and only give me a buck.. I got into his truck and he already had his cock out. I did as told and started sucking him for all I was worth. His cock was probably about 6 inches and uncut. that was a first for me but it made it even more exciting.. As he got more excited he started pushing my head down on his cock faster. He then asked what Eddie meant about me being new meat. He pulled my head up and I caught my breath and answered I had just recently started fucking Eddie. He then said just Eddie? I said yes. He then said he had to get some fresh meat for himself, and told me to get out of my pants.. I said sorry just the blow job, he said if I knew what was good for me I would be out of my pants quick and on his cock. I was not moving fast enough so he gave me a slap across my face. It shocked me so I moved faster, he laughed at my panties and called me a slut. I climbed up onto his lap and he thrust me down and impaled me balls deep. I started riding his cock the best I could and he was a bigger guy so he helped push me up and down to increase the pace, he was in control.. Thank goodness I had been fucking Eddies huge dick repeatedly because that and his earlier loads helped ease what would have been a brutal rough fucking.. After 5 or 10 minutes he grunted and started filling me with a huge hot load. Thankfully he was filling my ass, not sure if I could have swallowed it all.. When he was done he made me get off his cock and lick it clean.. He told me to get out of the truck and threw a five dollar bill to Eddie and drove off. Sucking and getting rough fucked for only five bucks made me feel even lower than I already did, Eddie took the money in and bought the beer.. Eddie said good job bitch, but don't get comfortable , you are just getting started.......

I was really getting into my sucking and he noticed by the bulge in my pants. He told me to stop sucking and take off my clothes down to my cute little panties. I did as I was told. I still could not believe I was allowing this dirty old man to control me like this. It was not just the fact that he could tell my secret to the rest of the family but it also got me insanely horny. After I was undressed down to my panties he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me into the bedroom and laid down on his back and pushed my head right back down on his cock. I had never had such a huge cock and had zero deep throating skills at all. He was determined to get his cock as far down my throat as he could. He repeatedly forced my head down on his cock and made me gag and choke. I thought he was going to kill me with it, I could not catch my breath there was drool and slop everywhere it was making my eyes tear up and he was loving every minute. He just kept laughing and saying you will learn to take my entire cock down that throat or die trying. At that point he kind of laid off the momentum on his cock and let me ease my pace back to one I could handle. I realized then he was starting to put his focus in other areas. while I continued to do my best sucking his cock he started to rub my ass and grab it and push his fingers along my crack. It felt incredible through my satin panties, my cock was harder than it had ever been before, I was starting to get dizzy from the intensity. He started to zero in on and play more with my hole. he would lick his finger then rub it on my hole and in my crack. He then started giving it more pressure to get his fingers into my tight ass. He said boy I can't remember the last time I felt a hole this tight.. This is going to be a treat I didn't expect. I new what he meant by those words and it scared me to death. I had never taken a cock or anything else in my ass this big before.. I told him I would suck his cock but please don't fuck me, I could not handle it. He just laughed and kept pushing his dirty tore up nasty fingers into my hole. He said when he was done with me I would have a cunt in my panties instead of a nice tight asshole. I had to admit I was starting to enjoy his fingers in my ass even though he would catch me with a fingernail or hangnail more than I would have liked. He then grabbed me by my hair again and pulled me onto my back. With the other hand he pulled off my now soaked panties. I could not stop looking at that huge dick and as bad as I wanted to get fucked by this point I knew I could not handle it. He then said it was time he was going to make me his bitch for real. I asked him again not to fuck me and he just laughed and said I stopped having any kind of say in the matter the minute he first caught me in panties. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a container of hand lotion, I was relieved he at least was going to use something for lube and not try to fuck me with nothing. He put some on his cock and rubbed it all in and then pushed some in my hole with his fingers. At that point I felt sharp stings in my ass from the lotion, it hurt a bit but started to settle down. He saw my reaction and giggled a little more. I have to admit that slimed up cock looked incredible, I could not believe such a perfect cock was attached to this dirty old man. He spread my legs wide apart and pushed that huge mushroom head up to my tight hole. He then said well you wanted to dress like a slut so now I am going to fuck you like one. He started pushing against my hole and I could feel it wanting to get inside but I was tight and it was not easy. He could have spent more time getting me ready for his dick but I think he wanted for it to hurt a lot.. He was finally able to pop the head inside me and I screamed like hell. It hurt like I had not imagined. He got annoyed and told me to shut up and shoved the panties into my mouth and held my hands down over my head. He stayed there for a couple minutes and then started to slowly move it in a bit further and then back again then in a bit further and then back. He repeated this for some time and I was in a lot of pain I felt him gaining every inch and tearing my insides to pieces. It took some doing but after a while he was finally all the way in me balls deep. He then started Making full strokes in and out, I started to get used to it and the pain was turning into pure lust , I started loving every move and every inch. He noticed me settle down and took the panties from my mouth and rubbed the tears away from my eyes. He said now you starting to like feeling like my bitch. I said yes. He kept fucking at a nice slow rhythm and I was loving it. He said you love my big cock tearing you up inside, and I replied with a yes. I was shocked but I was loving everything this stinky old man was doing to me, I was so excited my cock was oozing and hard as rock. He started to pick up the pace and I could hardly breath. I started to moan with pleasure ,he said you like how that feels and said Yes.. He Said you mean Yes Daddy,, and I replied yes Daddy. He kept increasing the pace of his fucking and I felt like his cock was going to burst through my chest. I could feel his cock getting bigger inside me and by the look on his face I figured he was getting close. I had not even thought of condoms or anything for that matter, I was to caught up in obeying him from the beginning. I was enjoying the feeling so much at that point none of that mattered anyway. He said are you going to stay Daddy's slut, I said yes I want to be Daddy's slut. My head was swimming in the feelings.. He said do you Love your Daddy, I said yes I love you Daddy. He said I told you, you would be my bitch and now I am going to pump you full of my hot poz load and knock you up. I said please don't. He said does Daddy make you feel good, I said yes Daddy. He said do you love your Daddy, I said Yes I love you Daddy.. He said Are you going to take my poz load and be my bitch? I couldn't take it anymore and I said Yes breed me Daddy knock me up and make me your bitch. With that he started pumping real hard and deep. He was pounding me so hard the room was shaking . I was moaning and he was getting closer. He pushed in me harder than he had yet and then came down on me and started to fuck my throat with his tongue. He was kissing like a mad man just like he was fucking me like a mad man. He then burst loose and flooded my guts with his hot charged load. He just kept pumping and pumping dumping as much seed into me as he could. I could not take anymore and started shooting my load all over between us. We just kept kissing and cumming and it was incredible. He finally slowed down and slowly slid in and out of me while my cum had us stuck together and we just kept kissing. We layed there in the bed for a while.He said he was so glad to have his own boybitch. He told me he decided the minute he saw those panties on me he was going to poz me up one way or the other. He said he knew he tore me up with his fingers and that all he had to do was get in me to infect me good. He also said that at the end he was happy that I wanted it and asked him for it. I knew my life was pretty much over as I knew it. I could not stay with my wife knowing I was infected. But I was also happy because I had been in the closet my entire life and now because of this dirty old man I could be who I wanted to be. I think I really was falling in love with him. I asked how he got the bug. He said because of the low fixed income he started sucking dick and getting fucked behind the 7-11 for money to buy beer. He said it was not long before he had fucked around with every old pervert and homeless guy in the neighborhood. He did not know who got him but that was how it probably happened. He then laughed and said don't worry boy, now that I have you, it won't be me taking dick for beer money anymore. I have my boybitch to do all that sucking and fucking for me now. I resigned myself to my new fate and told Daddy I loved him. I then kissed him and told him he better fuck me again to make sure the seed took. He said don't worry about that you will be getting Daddy's poison seed everyday from now on..

Ha - it was fun. On Saturday, August 21st I was in Manhattan at the East Side Club. A short, hairy latino beckoned me into his room, and I was happy to rim his perfect hole. After a spell he beckoned a heavy-set latino in, and in a minute the heavy-set guy's condom-clad cock was in the short latino's ass. Two minutes later the top shot his load into the condom, and the bottom carefully extracted it off the top and trashed it. I resumed eating the bottom's hole, at which time he asked me to suit-up and fuck him. I explained I was strictly a barebacker. The bottom began to rub his hole on my turgid cock, and needless to say, I was happy to slide it in. The bottom did not want my load, as evidenced by his tendency to pull away after only a couple of strokes. What he didn't know is I was ready to blow, and when I slid back in, I immediately popped. He may not have wanted my load, but he got at least some of it!