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Bo Sinn from Bromo gets me going .. so rough....those tatts....that cock...

Last night I was over at my boyfriends condo. we got pretty high and then we fucked for 2 hours. He fisted me. And it made my dick totally limp. You know that really turns me on. Getting fisted is the ultimate in Surrendering my power and my deepest expression of my trust in him. It's scary and so hot at the same time. Most times I can't fully open up, but that night I did. It pleases him so much when I am able to. So, he rarely does this but, he starts to suck my little soft diklette. And then he tickled my prostate and make my cokk shoot /dribble this big thick puddle of sperm. I came hands free. After I blew my load he really started to pump his Black cock inside my smooth hole, jacking his cock in his hand inside my ass. I am on my back looking up at the intense expression in his eyes, "Breed me Vin!" "Yeah you like that. You open? Your pussy open?" "open all the time for you, gimme that cum!" And with a grunt he unloaded deep in my hole.

When I was still a teen I met a black man downtown. He was a bit rough and stalky, in his 40s. He asked me to come with him if I liked to smoke. I figured he meant weed and followed him down a dark alley and sat next to him on some stairs. He puts a glass pipe to my lips, lights it and tells me to hit it. After I took a big hit and he tells me to hold it in as long as I can. Even though it tasted funny I did what he said then blew it out. I felt something strange come over me, it felt real good. He told me it was crack then gave me another hit, and was hooked. I asked him for another hit and he told me to come with with him for some more. Without question I went with him deep in the hood. He took me to a dark room in an old abandoned house and barricaded us in. He lit a candle and we smoked some more rock. He gave me some kinda pill to take then he told me to strip naked. He made me hand him my clothes and lay face down on a blanket in the middle of the room. After he hid my cloths I was totally vulnerable and realized my wallet and stuff were still in my pockets. He told me I'd get them back later on as he knelt behind me feeling my butt. I hear him unbuckle his pants and pull his zipper down. I knew what was fixing to happen but I was so high too under his influence, I just submitted to him. He spits and lubes the head of his black cock as he blows out the candle. He spreads my buns, feeling my little hole he says "dang boy you's so tight it's gonna feel good tearin' it up." He puts some spit on my hole then I feel his rock hard cock pressing into my tight bud. I felt a sharp pain as his slippery head popped into my hole I told him it hurt. "Naw, it feels good, I ain't stopping. You might as well bite that blanket till you get used to it." I did as he told me and he started working his cock deeper in me. I laid my head down right on top of something that felt a used rubber. I realized he was fucking me raw and it was too late to stop it. His thrusts got stronger the deeper he got, but as the pill kicked in the pain got dulled. "boy this ass so good, i'm about to nut." He pounds away for a few more minutes then I feel him cum in my ass. I thought he was going to stop but he kept on fucking me. His nut lubed my hole good and he easily got his black cock all the way in. He pauses to whisper in my ear, "this ass mine now. you feel that big black dick?" He starts fucking my ass real good and I passed out from the pill. When I woke up I was still getting fucked and my ass was raw and hurting. I tried to look behind me but a hand pushed my head back down, and a strange voice says keep yo head down. I was being fucked by another black guy with an even bigger dick, I bit down on the blanket. "That's right boy, you know who the man is now. Take that big black dick." As he fucked me he whispers directly in my ear "You know it feel good, you love it." His words put me in his trance, "yes, sir" He starts long dicking me and nuts deep in me.

I had just moved to Caswell where I had gotten a job at the new factory. They told me that I needed to get a physical examination before I could start work. I picked Dr. Ferguson’s name out of the phone book and when I called, his secretary, Mary, assured me that she could “squeeze” me into the doctor’s busy schedule. The waiting room looked kind of full, but promptly at 3 pm, Mary called my name. She also called out “Carlos Mendez” and showed the both of us into one of the examination rooms. She drew some blood from each of us and left the room. The doctor bustled in, saying, “Hi…I’m Dr. Ferguson. my apologies…my secretary overbooked my appointments today, so I’m having to see some of my patients two at a time. Why don’t you both get undressed?” The guy named Carlos was a super skinny Latino. He almost raced to get out of his clothes. A smile spread across his face as he watched me bare myself before him. Maybe he was gay like me. His body looked really nice. Just the kind I’m attracted to. His dick was half-hard and hung heavily between his legs. I couldn’t help but notice…right on the shaft…he had a scorpion tattoo! Fuck, that was HOT! I tore my eyes from his cock and looked up to find him grinning at me. He ran his tongue across his lips which made me blush. The doctor measured our weights, temperatures, blood pressures…all the usual stuff. Meanwhile, I couldn’t help myself and I kept sneaking admiring glances at Carlos’ impressive equipment. The doc spoke to me. “Jeremy, I’ll start with you, so hop up on the table.” He gave me the once over. While he was examining me, there was a knock on the door and Mary returned and handed some paperwork to the doctor. He read the material and turned to me. “So, Jeremy, I’ve got your test results. Your liver functions are fine and your STD screening shows all negative findings. That includes your HIV test. You are officially HIV-NEGATIVE.” He nodded towards Carlos. “Sorry we can’t say the same about Carlos here. As you can see from his colorful choice of tattoos, he tested HIV-positive several weeks ago. He hasn’t started taking medication yet, so his Viral Level is extremely high right now. As you can tell, that hasn’t affected his ability to achieve erections.” I turned and looked at Carlos. Indeed, he was sporting a hard-on, stiffly pointing toward the ceiling. Pre-cum was oozing from the tip. While the doctor finished my exam, I noticed Carlos making a phone call although I couldn’t make out his whispered conversation. Five minutes later there came another knock at the door. Mary stuck her head in and said, “Doctor, there’s a man out here that insists on speaking to you.” Dr. Ferguson shrugged his shoulders and said, “Will you gentlemen excuse me for a few minutes?” As soon as the door closed behind the doc, Carlos jumped up and came over, his stiff cock bobbing in front of him. He rubbed his hand across my chest and said, “Seeing you lying here all naked and everything, I got kinda turned on. And when I heard your test results, that got me real hard.” His hands roamed my flesh and soon I felt his fingers probing my sphincter. “As soon as I saw you…your tight little body…and heard that you were negative…well, I just knew that I was gonna get me summa that!” His head jerked toward the waiting room. “You hear that out there? That’s my cousin, Luis, causing a scene. That’ll give us some time. Come on, Baby! We’ve only got a few minutes. Pull your knees back for Carlos!” Everything was happening so fast. I blurted out, “But…!” He interrupted, “You think I’m hot, don’t you?” I responded, “Yeah, but…!” He added, “I saw you looking at my big dick. You want that dick, don’t you?” Any resistance was rapidly draining out of me. I weakly replied, “Yeah, but…!” Carlos wheedled, “Spread your legs for me, Baby! Let me take care of business!” I knew where this was headed but, without a second thought, I did as I was told. He said, “I ain’t gonna take long, Baby! I gotta 5-day load just waitin’ to get out! All for you, Baby!” He hopped up on the table and draped my legs over his shoulders. He spat once and smeared spit on his dick. Spat again and used his fingers to massage it into my hole. This was going way too fast. He lined up his cock with my hole and pushed with his hips. My sphincter was no match for him and he suddenly was a couple of inches deep inside me. He gave one more powerful thrust and I felt his balls squish up against mine. He was no gentle lover. He immediately began to fuck me at a furious pace! The room was filled with sharp slapping noises as his flesh banged into mine blended with the sounds of my incoherent moans. How had this all happened so FAST? Here I was, being bunny fucked by this hot Latino guy. I could tell from his ragged breathing that he was about to erupt in me…ready to flood my insides with toxic cum. And then it happened. His body locked against mine as spasms racked his frame. He cried out, “Yeah, bitch! Giving you my GIFT! You make sure you give my AIDS Babies a nice home!” After he had emptied himself into me, he clambered off the table and returned to his seat against the wall. I just lay there, stunned by the events and out of breath. Carlos said, “That was one hot fuck, Baby! I wonder if I knocked you up? Suddenly the door opened and Dr. Ferguson came back in. He strode over to the table and said, “Now…where were we? I think I was about to check your prostate gland.” He asked me to pull my legs back and apart, and as I did so, I could feel cum leaking from my ass. I turned beet red with embarrassment. Dr. Ferguson frowned and said, “That’s funny! I didn’t notice this before.” Carlos winked at me.

Cumdump bottom hanging in sling, legs strapped, with pink hole front n center for no load refused breeding. Will be blindfolded if you want. 1on1, tag team, gangbang are all hot. I’m 34, 5’11”, 175, fit and toned.

Wow! You're gorgeous!

I'm a big fan of slutty pigs, so it's always a turn on watching any hot guy taking dick. My fav is walking in on him at home and he's got some dude over buried in his ass and being totally surprised. That one is hard to time, of course, so it doesn't happen much. But yeah, watching my bf have sex is hot. Get's my dick nice and hard. Sometimes it turns into a three way. Sometimes I just watch. Sometimes I slide in after and feel the cum in him. Sometimes I end up getting the dick myself. You never know, which is a big part of the fun.

Just a thought. I'm getting guys congratulating me for getting pozzed. I literally didn't do anything, I just spread and the guys who pozzed me did all the work lol

Part 19 - The Plan Takes Shape It had been a hard few days sat with the architects and tomorrow they would come up with the new draft plans. Daniel's father David was flying in today for a couple of days to make sure the plans looked sound after all he co-signed the finances and agreed the budgets for renovation and builds. The evening was clear with a bright moon casting it's glow through the palm trees, Daniel and Jordan sat one side of the table whilst Lucy and David the other on the veranda of their suite. David looked between Jordan and Daniel "You two seem to be completely different here, relaxed and happy". Daniel smiled "I think we just both love being in Barbados and together father". David laughed "Like father like son. This is also where I proposed to your mother". Lucy giggled "Well actually it was on the beach but on a night very much like this". It was such a perfect evening, Lucy and David were happy from just the looks on Daniel's face. As the boys left to go back to their suite David turned to Lucy. "Do you have any idea who you will get to run this place?" as he took her hand and sat in the swing seat. Lucy kissed him "Yes and I think you know who I have in mind, but we will wait until after thanksgiving". "Why then?" he asked curiously. "Well we have thanksgiving with Nicky and Kit, then I think we will come here for a week and do it then" she replied. David stood up and looked down at Lucy "Come on wifey I want to take you to bed!". They breakfasted together at Lucy and David's suite as the architects were meeting them here at 10am. Daniel hoping that it would not take all day as we wanted some beach time this afternoon. Lucy told Jordan that next week he had to meet the British Embassy in Bridgetown to get his right to work visa for the UK processed, the downside was they would both have to stay on for another week, Daniel and Jordan pretended to pull upset faces whilst grinning. It wasn't long before the architects arrived and the plans were laid out and they all sat down around the table in the suite lounge area. The current Orchid Wing was first under the spotlight, some of the larger suites would be rebuilt as club rooms and the two Salinger Orchid suites would be made in to 4 rooms with private pool. Lucy took her pen and wrote at the top of the plan 'Club By Salinger', Daniel looked up at his mother and said it was perfect, Lucy smiled and said it was Steve's suggestion. Overall the Club By Salinger wing would have 25 rooms in the redesign. The new Orchid Wing plan looked amazing but there were now 28 suites Jordan noticing this pointed to 3 large 2 bedroom suites with private pools to the far end directly on the beach. Lucy explained they would be the most exclusive suites similar to the Salinger Orchid suite they were in now, he also noticed that the garden suites had gone and were now all pool facing, he took a pencil and suggested they were called Salinger Orchid suites, Orchid Pool suite, Orchid Beach suites and Orchid suite. Lucy and David both nodded and Daniel was happy for once to be taking a back seat. The plan was signed off and finances agreed and work would start rebuilding Saffron Cove in December. Daniel stood and proclaimed that it was beach time, Lucy and David only to happy to put work down for a few hours joined them on the beach. The few days that David and Lucy spent in Barbados with Daniel and Jordan had been the most amazing time. Jordan had come to realise that Daniel loved his parents very much, and it would break Lucy's heart if he stepped back from the business. From that moment he envisioned his life with Daniel and how great it would be if it was here in Barbados, he smiled to himself and went over to say good bye to Lucy and David as they were flying back to the UK. "We will see you at the end of next week, Jordan don't forget the embassy visit" Lucy reminded him. Jordan gave her a kiss and hug "Thank you Lucy". "I will get the flights to LA sorted out and then we can fly down here for a couple of weeks" Lucy said to them all. Daniel kissed his mother "Is Sarah and Darren coming out as well?" he asked about his sister. Lucy laughed "Don't be silly, you know she doesn't like the heat so much and they are going to Darren's parents". Daniel looked disappointed "We must see them when we are back in the UK, Jordan hasn't met them yet". She ruffled his hair "Why don't you see if Steve and Callum can join us". "That would be great, thank you mother" Daniel cheered up. Lucy turned to Jordan "And see if your parents can make it down here as well as our guests". "I am sure they would love to" Jordan replied. "Oh, one other thing Sofie is off to LA tomorrow do you boys mind running the hotel for a week?" Lucy asked them. Jordan replied straight away "Of course I think we can manage a week okay" laughing as he said it. Sofie appeared and said good bye and the three of them watched Lucy and David head off in the limo. Daniel intrigued by the last minute request probed Sofie, all she would say is that Lucy had asked her to manage the refurbishment of the LA hotel. She told Daniel and Jordan that she would pop by the suite in the morning to hand over. Daniel and Jordan returned to the beach to catch the last few rays of the day, they laughed about the enormous task of coordinating all the family and friends to join them. Surprisingly Jordan's parents said yes immediately, Steve and Callum initially said yes but would need to confirm the following day. Finally the sun disappeared beyond the horizon, they laid there at the water's edge relaxing at the tranquillity. The last few guests disappeared back up to the hotel, Cael finished locking the bar area up and waved good bye and disappeared as well. Jordan put his arm around Daniel and kissed him then suggested they have one last swim before dinner. Jordan dived in and Daniel followed, he looked back at the deserted beach, the only sounds was the sea lapping against the shore gently. Daniel floated on his back looking up at the looming night sky as Jordan watched him, slowly he made his way over in between his legs and Daniel let out a giggle at the feeling of Jordan grabbing his legs and pulling him closer until their crotches touched and rubbed against each other. Daniel grabbed Jordan's arms his legs closed around Jordan's waist pulling himself in to an upright position, his arms moved around Jordan's neck, their mouths only inches apart and slightly opening and their lips met and tongues dived for prime position. The lovers kissed against the dusk, two silhouettes embraced with total love for each other, Jordan moved his arm down around Daniel's arse and then freeing his cock and holding it he pulled Daniel's trunks to one side. Daniel opened his eyes wide in surprise as he felt the head of Jordan's cock slipping inside him, Jordan quickly glanced around checking the beach was still deserted. A moan escaped Daniels lips as Jordan penetrated him fully, slowly thrusting up he began to make love to Daniel in the Caribbean Sea. Daniel responded by kissing him urgently but with such tenderness that only intimate lovers could share. Daniel threw his head back and arched his back away from Jordan in the throws of ecstasy, he gasped and cried quietly as his action caused his arse to sink deeper on to Jordan's undulating hips. Jordan looked lovingly in to Daniel's eyes as his cock pulsated erratically as he tried to hold his orgasm back for a while longer, it was futile as he wanted his lover now 'oh baby' he whispered as he shot his seed deep. Daniel panted in tune to the pulsing cock making small moans of pleasure, he levered his arms pulling himself back up to Jordan's face and kissed him deep. Jordan sank to his knees and only their heads were visible above the water kissing each other passionately. Daniel eased himself off Jordan's cock and adjusted his speedos back in place, his hand finding Jordan's cock stowed it gently back in to his speedos. Daniel whispered 'love you so much Jordy' and quickly swam back to shore, Jordan swam around for another 10 minutes. Daniel watching from his sitting position at the waters edge his body still tingled from Jordan's touch, there was no doubt in his head that he had to be with Jordan. A tear trickled down his cheek from the emotions he was feeling, he loved being here and he loved Jordan without any shadow of a doubt. He recalled when Jordan jokingly said to marry him he spoke quietly more to himself but at Jordan who was still swimming 'not then but I would now with all my heart'. Jordan swam to shore looking at Daniel's figure sat alone on the beach, he could just make out the look of a person in love on his face. He sat next to Daniel and in no time their arms wrapped around each other as they kissed and rolled back on to the sand making out for a few minutes. They laid there holding each other tenderly kissing and looking at each other, there was no need for words. They walked back to their suite holding hands and collapsed on the bed naked falling asleep immediately. Sofie appeared at the door of the suite at 10am, Jordan jumped out of the bed after Daniel let him go and threw on a robe. Anderson was laying breakfast outside on the veranda and Sofie stood in the lounge giggling. "Sorry I didn't mean to get you out of bed Jordan" she said trying to put a more business like face on. Jordan looking slightly embarrassed laughed "We were just having a lay in and didn't realise the time". Daniel appeared "Morning Sofie, join us for coffee" rubbing his eyes trying to focus. "Your father said you would probably be up to no good" Sofie giggled again as she walked out on to the veranda. Daniel sat at the table and looked at Sofie "So why are you off to LA?". "Lucy asked if I would oversee the refurbishment of the new hotel" she replied looking at both of them. Daniel leaned forward "Your not fooling me Sofie, spill the beans". "Hmm" Daniel pondered "I expect Adam is happy about that?" he asked. "Well so so, he is annoyed he won't get his long weekends in Barbados..." she stopped mid sentence. Daniel laughed "Your going to run the hotel aren't you?". Sofie held up her hands "Maybe, I am not sure yet though" trying to back track quickly. Daniel shook his head smiling "So what's install for us this week?" changing the subject back to work. Sofie pushed the folder over to Jordan "Pretty busy and Salinger Orchid 2 is occupied tomorrow for 5 days". Daniel looked surprised "Who is staying there?". Jordan opened the folder to the VIP section and looked amazed "No way?". Sofie nodded "Yes, on his own as well, apparently he is a singer". Daniel looked at the name on the list "Samuel Smith as in Sam Smith?". "Yes, he has heard how private the Orchid Wing is which is why he is coming here" Sofie replied. Daniel finished his coffee "I need a shower back in a few minutes". Sofie waited then looked at Jordan "There is something else Jordan but this is between us". Jordan gave Sofie a curious look "Okay". "Lucy wants you to take over most of the management for this week to see how you get on" she confided in him. Jordan nodded "Right, it's a big thing but let's see if I can do it". Sofie smiled "Good, Danny will be getting a text from Lucy later today telling him, he doesn't know yet". "What are you two talking about?" Daniel asked feeling refreshed from his shower. Jordan watched Daniel sit down "Sam Smith, some of his music" he quickly answered. Sofie finished off the hand over telling them she was leaving at midday, Jordan headed off for a shower and to make himself look a little more presentable than the bathrobe he was wearing. When he returned he noticed Daniel smiling whilst looking at his phone, it looked as though the text from Lucy had arrived. They walked through to the main hotel entrance to see Sofie off, the rest of the day went by without any incident with Daniel insisting Jordan took the seat in the GM office. They dined in the main restaurant that evening partly to check on quality, Jordan having learnt from Daniel applied his own unique brand of managing the staff with great success. He was gaining their trust just as they did with Sofie and the family, all of which made his job much easier. The following day Daniel spent most of the day checking the rooms in the main hotel for maintenance and upkeep, Jordan had run the heads of department meeting and was on his way to the Salinger Orchid 2 suite to make sure it was ready for the guest. After all they were paying top dollar to stay in the Orchid Wing. Satisfied everything was perfect he spoke to Morgan the butler that had been assigned to look after Sam during his stay, he asked Morgan to sanity check the bedroom and bathroom one last time to ensure he was satisfied. Jordan checked over the veranda and plumped the cushions again, his work phone beeped and saw their VIP was 10 minutes away. Calling out to Morgan to meet him at the Orchid Wing reception in 5 minutes, he sent a message to Daniel who responded to say he was on his way. "Nervous Jordy?" Daniel asked as they stood waiting in the courtyard out front. Jordan smiled "More so about meeting him than anything else, I just hope everything is perfect". The limo swung in to the courtyard and Morgan opened the door "Welcome to the Salinger Barbados Retreat". Jordan stepped forward as Sam exited the limo "Good Afternoon Mr Smith and welcome I am Jordan the General Manager". Sam smiled noticing how hot looking Jordan was "Thank you, glad to finally be here" and shook Jordan's hand. "Your luggage will be taken to the suite and unpacked for you by Morgan your butler" Jordan informed him. Sam glanced over his shoulder "I was told the suite hotel was private, I hope my privacy is respected." Jordan smiled "Of course Mr Smith, the Orchid Wing is an entirely private hideaway if that's what you seek". Sam smiled "Please call me Sam" they walked up towards the entrance. Jordan looked around but Daniel had slipped out of view "If you will Sam, the concierge will meet us at the suite". They chatted about the hotel and weather as they made their way to Sam's suite, Jordan also told him the beach was also private but open to all guests, if he didn't want anyone to know he was here the Orchid Wing pool terrace and the suites own pool and terrace would be ideal. Jordan left Sam with Morgan and the concierge to check him in. Sam ate dinner in his suite and had an early night. Daniel and Jordan sat quietly cuddled up on the veranda, Daniel had told Jordan he did brilliantly with the VIP. Daniel and Jordan decided to call it a day and went to bed, both exhausted and tired but Jordan still wanted to and did make love to his Daniel.

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

Part 6; My AIDS God for several further minutes, staying fully hard, continued to slowly fuck me, grinding in his extremely toxic juice, into his cunT. Yes, his cunT, he now owns it! - You shot your load, didn't you boy? - Yes Sir - Get on the ground, lick it up, without swallowing, then come and kiss your AIDS Master! I did as I was told, and licked up my creamy neg cum off of the shower floor. I got up, and he grabbed me, thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth. We kept exchanging my cum back and forth between each other's mouth's. He pulled back, licked his lips, and swallowed. - MmmmmmmM. Your last ever neg load tastes damn sweet. Delicious. Thank you boy. I can't wait to taste what your poz load will taste like. Now get on your knees and clean my Dick - Yes Sir I got on my knees. Fuck. The Man was still fucking HARD! I licked up and down his toxic shaft, cleaning a cocktail of my neg cunt juice, and some very highly viral DNA! - GET up boy, time to go back to the cabin; You've done a great job cleaning Sir's toxic weapon - Thank you Sir We made our way back,with the other AIDS Daddy following us. The 3 of us all went inside. Door locked! - Sit in the corner boy - Yes Sir - Right, let's get acquainted properly, I'm Pete - 'ello Pete mate. I'm Jim. That was one hell of a show you put on, I come here a lot, and have never seen anything like it. - Thanks Jim ... Oi, boy, crawl to the middle of the room and say hello properly to your Uncle Jim. I crawled over on my hands and knees, to where Uncle Jim was standing, next to AIDS Master Pete. I looked up at him, catching the sight of his bulge beneath his towel on the way up to his face. He grabbed his crotch, and started rubbing... - Hello Uncle Jim - Hello sexy boy. You were looking at this weren't you? His eyes looked downwards at his ever growing bulge. I nodded. He removed his towel to reveal his very own toxic Fuck-weapon! He began to milk his perineum area, and after a few minutes, a creamy substance started oozing out. - Get under Uncle Jim's Dick, and open that sweet mouth of yours, and stick your tongue out, and keep it out. I did as I was told. He then started to smear this creamy substance on my tongue. - Gonnorhoea Pete, mate. Been carrying around this beauty for around 3 months now - I thought it was. Better get that sorted Jim - Yeah, after tonight. I had better fuck your boy. This will help your aggressive fuckers to take up permanent residence. BUT, what would be an absolute certainty, is if we both blood-slammed him He ordered me to ingest the infection he just gave to me. - You wanna be blood-slammed boy? - What's that Uncle Jim? - It's where your Daddy Pete & I, draw our blood, and inject it into you. Then you'll know for absolute certain that you will get what you are after Before I knew it, I started frantically tugging at my neg dick, my eyes widened, my mouth lay open, and I was making these weird grunting noises. I think I gave them their answer. - Wanna take this to my place Pete? I have a Dungeon in my Basement, which I have had for 20 odd years now, so, it is very well equipped. - FUCK YEAH Jim. Perfect timing for him to have another hit of tina when we are there. I'll take us all in my car. It's only parked around the corner. You can give me instructions how to get to yours when we leave. C'mon let's hit the road, and give this nasTy cunt what he is BEGGING for. We got to reception, and Ben was still on shift. We'd known each other for years. He was a well behaved young Man. Nothing wrong with that. He said he wanted a word with me. Jim & Pete said they'd wait outside, and were stern with telling me not to keep them waiting long. - I heard what went on in the shower areas. Please tell me that wasn't you? My eyes glistened, and I smiled - Yes Ben, it was me, I know, naughty, we aren't meant to have sex in the shower areas, sorry - No, one of those guys comes here a lot. And, he is trouble. Please don't go with them. And as for what I heard went on, you can stay with me here behind the counter, and we can grab a bite to eat after my shift. And we can go to the clinic tomorrow and you can get PEP. - Thing is Ben, I don't want PEP. This is the life I have craved for years, and I am now embracing it. Thank you for caring. I know you mean well. See you next week for our Coffee & Cake afternoon we already have planned. Bye mate.

Part 4 Tad watched in horror as Willie pulled the biker's train of chain rape. One man after another took his place at the boy's mouth or between his legs as they chose. As they waited for their turns at Willie's unwilling body, many of the bikers stripped off their shirts and pants and wore only their boots or vests or motorcycle caps. Some wore harnesses which crisscrossed their massive hairy chests with leather straps or metal chains. Some wore cockrings or ball harnesses or both. Some had pierced nipples or pricks or both. Each man was different in his way but all were alike in that their bodies were unwashed and their pricks were primed and ready for rape. Tad barely felt the roaming hands of Wolf and his two companions as they groped his body unmercifully. The only time he groaned was when they touched his groin and he wished that they would just leave him alone. But they had not gone to join the fun with Willie but remained at Tad's table to torment him with what was to come. As they touched his crotch they asked him how he liked it and if what was happening to Willie looked good. They whispered in his ears that his time was coming soon and that they were going to fuck him really good. As the forth or fifth man took his place between Willie's legs and yet another biker came in his mouth, there came a loud thumping on the tavern door. For a moment every man in the room froze, even the two raping Willie, as the one thought "POLICE" flashed through their minds. "Open up! It's Piston and Reb," a gruff voice came through the door and every man let out his breath and relaxed. As Crank opened the door, the rapists went back to their fucking business and the lines started forming as before. Piston and Red stepped into the tavern and looked at the gang rape with disgust. "You mother fuckers started without us," the dirty blond, Piston, complained. "Quit your fucking bellyaching, he ain't pulled the first train yet," Crank replied. "The fucker's just starting to warm up." Reb wasted no time shedding most of his clothes before getting on line to rape Willie's mouth. As he waited, he rubbed one hand over his small hairy chest, while with the other he stroked his puny prick to get himself primed and ready for his turn. "Come on, Piston," he called cheerily to his boyfriend, "you don't want to miss the fun." "Got fucking business," Piston replied sulkily as he ambled over to Wolf's table to report to the gang leader on his mission with the car. "What did you do with it, Piston," Wolf asked the big blond biker as he approached the table. "Took it to the junkyard, Wolf," he replied in a respectfully disgruntled tone, "it will be on its way to three fucking states by tomorrow. The fucking cops will never find it no matter how hard they look." "A-fucking-one!" Wolf congratulated him and Piston's chest swelled just a little with pride. "Thanks, Wolf," Piston's tone was slightly mollified, "guess I'll go get on line for some fucking ass. The shit's going to be fucking sloppy by the time I get to him." "That fucking train has left the station, Piston," Wolf laughed, "you don't want sloppy seconds when you can be first on board. Join me. You can be the first man on the train, when this fucking engine leaves the station." Piston was all smiles as he nodded his thanks and took the seat on the other side of Tad. The blond biker looked at Tad as he lay with his cheek pressed against the table and his eyes screwed tightly closed. "What's the fucking matter with him," Piston asked as Tad groaned when the biker but his hand on the teenager's thigh, "he looks like he's been hard used?" "I had to bust his fucking balls, just to get his attention," Wolf put his hand on Tad's other thigh and the boy groaned again. "I think he's learned his fucking lesson and will do what he's fucking told." "Mind if I try him out, Wolf," Piston asked with a voice edged with excitement. "Go ahead, just keep your prick in your fucking pants," Wolf conditionally replied, "he ain't ready to leave the station yet." "Sit up," Piston commanded Tad, "let's see if you've learned your fucking lesson." Tad unscrewed his eyes and looked at Piston in bewilderment. The pain befuddled teenager seemed to recognize the dirty blond giant from some where though he could not remember exactly where that was. He did distinctly remember Wolf's crippling punch between his legs as his balls still ached from that awful blow. He tried to raise his head from the table and felt a sharp piercing pain stab from his nuts through his loins to his back. He put both his palms flat on the table and pushed himself up by his arms as he bit his lip to keep from screaming with the pain. "Good boy," Piston praised Tad as if he were a puppy sitting up for a doggie treat, "what's your name?" "Tad...Sir," The teenager gasped between waves of nausea. "Good Tad," Piston praised the teenager again and the boy half expected to be given a treat, "Now Tad put your hands behind your back and let the boys hold your arms, then spread your legs real wide so Wolf and me can feel you up." Tad with a sinking heart knew that he must obey. To beg for mercy would be a waste of time and would probably only anger his tormentors. Neither Wolf nor Piston nor the two brawny bikers standing behind his chair knew anything about mercy. They were interested in only two things, pleasing themselves and torturing him. To fight was to invite another bruising of his testicles. He could not win and would only suffer more. To comply was the only road to follow and that road did not lead to safety but to rape. Tad put his arms behind him and the two brawny bikers each put a hand to one of his wrists. Tad slowly spread his knees apart and held his breath in anticipation of his tormentors first caress. Piston with a wicked grin slid his hand from the top of Tad's thigh to the inside of his leg. He felt the boy's muscles tremble beneath his fingers and watched with excitement the look of anguish on the teenager's handsome face. Piston's cruel mouth opened slightly and his thick tongue slid out and curled up over his top lip as he slid his hand from Tad's inner thigh and cupped the boy's crotch. Tad flinched, his legs jerked and he drew back from Piston's cruel touch. "What's the matter, fuck meat," Wolf snarled as he saw Tad recoil, "ain't Piston your type? Don't you like big, blond, fucking bikers or are you too fucking good for shit like us?" "No, please," Tad protested as he twisted around to look at Wolf and felt a stabbing pain in his nuts, "I couldn't help it. I'm just so sore." "Then tell Piston your sorry," Wolf's command carried and unspoken threat, "and ask him really nice to grope you." "Please, sir," Tad almost wept with humiliation as he spoke to the leering blond biker, "I'm sorry. Please grope me. Please, sir, touch me down there." Piston ran the tip of his tongue across his upper lip and leered at Tad through half-closed eyes. "Show Piston that you like him," Wolf suggested forcefully, "Kiss him and give him a lot of fucking tongue." As Piston opened his mouth and leaned in closer to Tad, he squeezed the tender bulge in the crotch of the teenager's gray flannel slacks. Tad opened his mouth to scream as the biker mauled his tender crotch and Piston clamped his mouth over Tad's lips. Tad tried to pull away but the two bikers behind him held his neck and head and forced him into Piston's lewd embrace. Tad had no choice but to accept the bikers hard, hot tongue into his unwilling mouth. As Piston's warm hard muscle invaded the teenager's mouth, he tasted beer, cigarettes and decaying teeth. Tad tried hard not to swallow the hot saliva that poured from the biker's mouth into his nor to move his tongue in response to the biker's probing muscle. "Give him tongue, asshole," Wolf ordered Tad when he saw the boy was not responding to Piston's sloppy kiss. Tad whimpered and swallowed the foul juices the blond biker had deposited in his mouth and tentatively moved his tongue. Piston responded by pressing his mouth into Tad's with such force that his teeth slid between the boy's and forced the teenager to take even more of his foul tongue. The blond biker held the struggling teenager for several minutes in a fierce embrace while using his tongue as a weapon to rape Tad's mouth and throat. When at last Piston broke his violent kiss, they were both gasping for air and sweating like pigs. "Hog and Bull," Wolf addressed the two bikers standing behind Tad's chair, "I ain't waiting any longer. It's time for this little fucking engine to pull the fucking train." Hog grunted and Bull snorted their eager assent. "Hog and Bull, you boys get him up and strip him," Wolf gave his orders as he rose from the table to start pulling off his clothes, "Piston, you bust his fucking cherry and make sure that it fucking hurts." "No! Please," Tad protested as Hog and Bull dragged him to his feet. "Shut up!" Piston snapped as he rose from his seat to backhand Tad across the face. The blow stunned the teenager who fell back into the arms of Hog and Bull. The two bikers caught him and started tearing at his clothes. The two bullies quickly tore the teenager's button-down shirt to shreds while Piston tore at his belt and the button on his pants. Hog ripped the white tee shirt from Tad's chest and back as Bull and Piston stripped the boy's gray flannel trousers from his legs. Tad tried to struggle but did not have a chance. Bull pulled the shoes from his feet, while Piston tore off his underpants. In less then two minutes Tad was naked and trapped inside a circle of four horny, brawny men.

Part 3 The whole gang laughed but not at Tad because they were paying no attention to him. They were laughing as Willie flopped about on his stomach while Crank forced a second fat finger into his aching asshole. Crank laid one thick finger atop the other and turned them like a corkscrew into Willie's tight canal. "Where's the fucking grease, Sam," Crank complained loudly as his fingers refused to be pushed further than the second knuckle into the groaning teenager's dry ass hole. Sam scurried off to the kitchen to fetch a can of shortening with a backwards glance at the suffering boy. By the time he returned with a can of commercial shortening, Willie had been rolled on his back by the bikers and his wrists tied to his ankles and his elbows to his knees. By this method, his legs were forced to bend at the knees and spread wide apart as they were drawn up towards his chest. As he lay on his back, his buttocks were lifted from the table and the space between his legs was laid open and fully exposed. The bikers left him on his back with his buttocks hanging over one side of the table and his head hanging over the other side. Some helpful gang member lifted Willie's head so that he could watch Crank grease his big dick. Willie watched with his mouth open and panting in fearful anticipation as Crank scooped a gob of shortening from the can that Sam was holding in his shaking hands. Crank smeared his hard cock from its root to its tip with the thick white goo. He took a second gob on the two fingers he had been using to assault the boy's ass and shoved it into Willie's puckered asshole with a single stroke. Willie screamed and bucked at the double digit invasion of his virgin ass and screamed again as Crank screwed his fingers in and out to smear the grease about inside Willie's newly opened shit chute. Tears clouded Willie's vision, as in a blur Crank take his place between Willie's thighs. As Willie felt the blunt tip of Crank's dick kiss his greased asshole, the boy whimpered in anticipation of the raping thrust. "Take a deep breath, fuck meat," Crank cheerily advised him, "and kiss your fucking cherry ass goodbye." Crank lunged forward and with a single brutal thrust buried the entire length of his dick in Willie's gut. Willie screamed and the gang cheered as Crank began humping his greasy prick into the boy. Tad did not raise his head to look but screwed his eyes closed as if that would block out Willie's screams. "Shut him up," Crank huffed as he put a hand behind each of Willie's knees to brace himself while he humped. The helpful biker dropped Willie's head and being helpful still stopped the boy's screaming by thrusting his cock into the teenager's gaping mouth. As Crank pounded his prick into Willie's overstretched asshole, the helpful biker at the boy's head engaged in oral rape. The two brutes quickly found their rhythm and double humped the boy like two rutting beasts. After a few minutes, which to Willie seemed like hours, Crank grunted and drove his prick all the way into the boy. The biker's massive body froze for an instant in sexual paroxysm, then his loins contracted as he ejaculated his hot semen into Willie's gut. Willie had no time to think about what had been done to him or that he now carried inside his body a part of his rapist, which he would absorb to make it forever a part of him. He could only feel relief as Crank's raping dick left his body and horror as another biker's raping dick took its place. Willie tried to scream as the new penetration renewed his agony but his scream was muffled to extinction by the prick filling his mouth. "Deep throat me, cocksucker," the helpful mouth raping biker husked as forced his bloated cock past Willie's virgin glottis and down into the boy's throat. Willie gagged and wretched as his body tried to expel the hot mass plugging his throat. The boy couldn't breathe as his throat was completely stopped by hot, hard man meat. The helpful biker looked down and smiled as Willie twisted and writhed in a desperate and futile fight for breath. Willie's frightened face turned red and then blue, before the helpful biker withdrew enough prick meat to allow Willie a few gulps of air. Willie was still gasping desperately when the helpful biker slid his prick back down the teenager's ravaged throat. The helpful biker's oral rape had a rhythm, which Willie quickly learned. Three rapid throat raping penetrations were followed by one deep throat which the biker held until Willie thought he would pass out. Willie learned to fill his lungs between the three short strokes so that he would have enough breath to carry him through the deep throat ordeal. Willie did not know that it was his struggle for air and the working of his throat that turned the helpful biker on and kept him going strong. The biker between Willie's legs picked up the helpful biker's rhythm and started fucking in three short thrusts which was followed by a deep penetration during which he ground his coarse pubic hair into Willie's upturned buttocks. The two men worked together as they grunted and sweated to torture the teenager by making him feel every moment of his double rape. They thrust their hips until their heavy, hairy balls slapped against his forehead and his backside. They ground their filthy pubic hear against his tender skin. They corkscrewed, pounded, plowed and pried their pricks into his body and not satisfied with his suffering from these assaults, they tormented him further by using his body as a sexual toy. In a concerted effort to torture the abused prep-school senior by sexually arousing him during his rape, the helpful biker tweaked the boy's pink nipples and caressed his heaving chest while the other rapist stroked the boy's pink prick and tickled his clean shaven scrotum with touches lighter than a feather. Willie to his shame started feeling aroused by the things his rapists were doing to him. As the rapist between his legs pounded his prick inside Willie, he hit a place that made the boy moan and curl his toes in a spasm so intense that the battered teenager longed to feel it again. To this pleasure was added an arousal caused by suffocation which made Willie long to hold his mouth rapist dick in his throat until he passed out. His torment was completed by their tender caresses to his nipples and his cock and balls. The abused teenager could not fight the stimulation coming from all directions at once. His mind was overwhelmed by sexual arousal and his body betrayed him as his prick became fully erect and he started pushing his face into the helpful biker's crotch while humping his hips for the man between his legs. The helpful biker covered Willie's head with his hunching body as he squeezed Willie's tender nipples and pulled them away from his chest. "Take my fuck," He gasped as he drove his prick down Willie's throat. "I'm cumming, cocksuker. Eat my fucking scum." Willie gagged and gulped and gagged as the helpful biker filled his throat with bolt after bolt of scalding fuck juice. Halfway through his ejaculation the brute pulled his pulsing prick from Willie's throat and mouth to shoot the last of his cum across the boy's sweaty face. The helpful biker released Willie's nipples and uncurled himself from the boy's head, then he stepped out of the way for the next biker to have his turn at Willie's gaping mouth. Willie was disappointed, he had been so close to cumming when the helpful biker had pulled his prick from Willie's aching throat. Willie was ashamed of his desire, but he needed another prick lodged in his throat. He opened his mouth eagerly and accepted the next biker's drooling dick into his mouth. Willie wanted to cum, to feel his balls boiling over and pumping hot nut oil out his dick, so that he would have to feel nothing else. The biker between Willie's legs changed his rhythm to match the new mouth raper's pace. He teased Willie's hard cock and jerked the boy against his will. Willie was being driven to sexual madness by the unending double penetration and the unwonted manipulation of his nipples and his cock. He knew that he shouldn't but he wanted his rape to continue so that he could feel the constant sexual stimulation, that tickling pleasure that drew him ever closer to climax and blocked out all the horror and humiliation of his rape. He grunted with each penetration and thrust back to force the rapist deeper into his gut. His nipples turned to hard peaks of sexual stimulation as his testicles congested with lusty blood and his achingly hard cock leaked precum in a steady stream. The biker between Willie's legs abandoned his steady rhythm and started copulating like a rutting dog upon a bitch. As he drove his prick into Willie in a blur of short, sharp strokes while he jerked the boy's hard cock at lightning speed. The biker reached his climax with a shout and humped the boy throughout his orgasm while he twisted Willie's prick as if he would tear it out by the root. With a strangled cry, Willie came in a fountain of hot cum which struck the biker in the chest and dropped back in fat white gobs onto Willie's heaving belly.

This is a story rescued from the late lamented Bugshare site. It was always one of my favourites and I thought it was gone for good until I started cleaning out some old files on my computer. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. I'll post it in parts as it's a long read, but worth it Texas Bareback Massacre, Part 1 "We shouldn't go in there," Willie protested with a longing glance back toward his brand new l957 Chevy which was parked askew in a ditch. "Of course we shouldn't go in there," Tad answered his friend in disgust. "We shouldn't be out this late on a school night. We shouldn't have driven your new Chevy out on the Old Loop Road to see how fast it would go. We shouldn't have run it into a ditch. We shouldn't, but we did. So what do you want to do now? Walk ten miles back to town or a few hundred feet to that tavern and call your father for some help?" "My daddy will kill me when he finds out," Willie whined, "he told me never to go near that place." "Well, he's going to kill you about the car," Tad explained in exasperation, "phoning him from the tavern won't make any difference and will save us a ten-mile walk." "We shouldn't," Willie replied, hanging back as his friend walked on ahead. "Come on, baby," Tad goaded his friend and Willie, who was too afraid of being thought to be afraid, followed like a lamb. The tavern was a ramshackle road side inn with a half burnt out neon sign that read "T v rn C ld Be r" and a dirt parking lot containing an old pickup truck and a row of dirty motorcycles. The tavern had a bad reputation with respectable persons not only because it was frequented by bikers but because the bikers were never seen with any biker chicks. Words like 'fairies,' 'queers,' 'faggots' and 'fruits' were muttered about the bikers. Young men from the mill or the college who frequented the place had bad reputations and no respectable man, young or old, ever admitted openly to going into the bar although many of them had remarkably detailed knowledge of what went on inside. "Come on," Tad was annoyed by his friend's hesitancy as he stood outside the tavern door waiting for the all-too-timid Willie to catch up, "We'll just use the phone and get out. Five minutes and then we'll go back to the car and wait for your father." Tad pushed the door open and Willie followed him inside. The tavern was a big square room with a bar running down one side and six broken down, mismatched tables, randomly arranged upon the cracked linoleum covered floor. The floor was dirty, the walls were dirty, the tables were dirty, the bar was dirty and the atmosphere was dirty with the odors of stale bodies, stale beer, and stale smoke hanging in the air, while wifts off stale urine wafted from the restrooms in the rear. The only things dirtier and more odious than the room were the dozen unshaven and unwashed bikers lounging about the tables and the bar. The room fell silent and twelve pairs of sullen eyes turned upon Tad and Willie as they entered the tavern with their fresh washed faces and their fresh washed preparatory school clothes. From behind the bar a sweaty, fat man in a dirty apron beckoned with a soggy, gray rag to the boy's to step up to the bar. "What do you boys want?" he asked gruffly as Tad and Willie approached. Tad for all his bravado before Willie was too abashed by the seedy conditions of the bar and its clientele to immediately speak. Willie was just plain too frightened to say a word. "What ya want?" The barman's tone lowered as he repeated his inquiry. "We know what they want," an intoxicated voice called out thickly. "Well I can give 'em what they want," another drunken voice added. "We all can," the bar patrons all laughed at this suggestion, a laugh as dirty as everything else in the bar. "Shut the fuck up!" the barman snapped before turning back to Tad and Willie. "I don't serve no minors. How old are you?" "Eighteen," Tad finally found his voice but it was slightly cracked. "Eighteen," Willie's voice was so low that he might as well have mouthed the words. "Ya gotta be twenty-one," the barman snapped as his rubbed his dirty rag over the dirty surface of the bar. "We don't want a drink, Mister," Tad was hesitant but polite, "we just want to use the phone." "This is a bar, not a phone booth," the bartender growled. "We can pay, sir," Tad explained as he slid a hand into the pocket of his gray flannel trousers and pulled out a few neatly folded dollar bills. "My friend ran his car into a ditch. We need to call his father to come pull us out." "You don't have to call Daddy," a tall, brawny biker dressed in soiled leather and tarnished chains rose from a table close to the bar, "my boys can pull you out." "Sure as fucking can," a chorus of eager voices assented as the big biker sauntered over to the boys. The big biker stood next to Tad and put one booted foot upon the bar rail. Tad wrinkled his nose as he caught the scent of stale sweat and unwashed clothes and moved a little further away from the muscular mountain of unwashed male flesh. "That won't be necessary, sir," Tad respectfully but eagerly declined the offer, "Willie's Dad can do it." "If you call Willie's Daddy," the big biker said as his casually dropped his leather booted foot from the bar rail and stretched himself to his full height, "Willie will get in trouble. If my boy's pull you out, his old man doesn't ever have to know." "Let him do it, Tad," Willie whispered in Tad's ear as he drew his keys from the pocket of his gray flannel slacks. "I don't want my Daddy to know." Why don't you give your keys to Piston?" the big biker addressed Willie as he pointed to a burly blond biker who was lounging next to the jukebox by the door. "Him and Reb can get your car out and bring it here. Piston was joined at the jukebox by a small dark biker wearing a dog collar, who sidled up remarkably close to his big blond buddy. Reb laid his head against Piston's broad chest as the burly biker put a beefy arm around the younger man's waist. Embraced together they sauntered over to the bar, where Piston held out his free hand for Willie's keys. With a look of fright mingled with disgust, Willie shied away from the embracing bikers, as he held out the keys in his trembling hand. "We better go with them, sir," Tad suggested as he stayed Willie's hand, "so Willie can drive." "Reb can drive," the big biker said as he stepped closer to Tad, "You boys can have a drink with us while you wait for them to bring your car." "No, thank you, sir, we'd better go," Tad refused the unkind offer and taking a step backwards from the towering bulk of the big biker bumped into Willie who was pushed back against Piston's hard shoulder. "Give me the keys, punk," Piston growled as he reached over Willie's shoulder and snatched the keys from his hand. "Take a fucking seat," Reb snarled as he shoved Willie away from Piston and towards the nearest table, "Piston's taken." "Wait a minute!" Tad protested as he reached out to draw Willie back. "You too," the big biker barked as he shoved Tad in the same direction as his friend, "get your ass over there." Tad and Willie were too stunned and frightened to resist. They stumbled over to a dirty table and sat down. The big biker followed the boys and sat down between them as Reb and Piston left by the tavern door. The rest of the bikers quickly gathered around the table like vulture's surrounding a pair of dying animals in preparation for a feast. "What'll you boys drink," the big biker asked. "Nothing, thank you, sir," Tad replied in a subdued tone. Willie could only look nervous and shake his head. "You two boys think your too good to drink with us?" the big biker snarled as the gang pressed around the table and murmured ominously. "No, no, Sir," Tad protested as he smiled weakly in an attempt to mollify the gang, "we're under age. We can't have a drink." "You're eighteen," the big biker turned friendly and smiled but not with his eyes only with his yellow teeth, "you're old enough to drink if you're old enough to fuck." The men around the table laughed and nudged each other at this remark. "Fucking, right," one said. "Give the boys a drink," another crowed, "they're plenty old enough to fuck." The gang laughed again. "Beer for my new boys, Sam," the big biker called to the bartender. "Shit, Wolf," the bartender complained, "I'll lose my fucking license." "Lock the fucking door," Wolf, the big biker commanded, "We'll make this a fucking private party." "Fucking ace!" the gang cheered. One of the gang peeled off from the crowd around the table and snapped the lock closed on the front door, while Sam waddled out from around the bar with two pitchers of beer, which he set before the boys. "Drink up," Wolf commanded the two teenagers. Tad and Willie looked at the foaming pitchers with dismay. Neither one had ever done more that have a sip of his dad's beer. "Drink the fucking shit up," Wolf was back to snarling and showing his yellow teeth. Tad took the handle of the pitcher that was set before him and lifted the jug to his lips. He took a small sip from the frothy contents before putting the pitcher down. Willie sat so frozen with fear that he was unable to speak or move or drink. "These fuckers don't know how to drink," a fat biker behind Tad roared as he grabbed Tad's pitcher and took a healthy swig before passing it into the crowd. The other pitcher too was taken and the gang around the table quickly drained them both before returning them refilled to the boys. "Now drink up, boys," Wolf commanded. Tad picked up his refilled pitcher to take a little sip but as his lips touched the rim, Wolf put his hand on the bottom of the pitcher and held the jug up to Tad's mouth. Tad took several deep gulps as Wolf tipped the pitcher up and forced more of the contents to Tad's lips. Tad could not swallow the cold brew fast enough to keep his mouth from overflowing. Beer ran down his chin and dripped upon the front of his red and white striped button down shirt. Willie tried to reach out for his pitcher but could not bring himself to touch it. A helpful biker grabbed Willie by his red hair and pulled his head back, while an equally helpful friend poured the contents of the pitcher into Willie's gaping mouth. The boy coughed and choked and spluttered and spewed beer upon the gang. "Fucking asshole, you were told to drink that shit," the helpful biker roared as he pulled Willie by his hair from his seat. Tad immediately leapt to his feet to defend his friend and was immediately forced to sit back down by the burly bikers standing behind him. "Sit down, mother fucker. Leave Crank alone," Wolf snapped as he put his dirty hand on Tad's shoulder, "he's just gonna teach your fucking friend a lesson in good manners." Crank, the helpful biker, swung Willie around by his hair and dragged the boy away from the table to the center of the floor. "Ow! Ow! My hair," Willie cried as tears filled his eyes and he tried to keep his feet. "Shut up you fucking cry baby or I'll give you some shit to cry about" Crank shouted as he released Willie's hair to slap the boy across his tear streaked freckled cheek. The force of the blow sent Willie reeling. He fell against a vacant table and sprawled across its top. He lay on its dirty surface in a huddled mass trembling like a wounded rabbit before a beast of prey. He lifted his disheveled head and fearfully looked back at Crank. From his seat across the room, Tad could see blood trickling from the corner of Willie's mouth and the red bloom of Crank's hand print upon his pale cheek. "Leave him alone," Tad protested as he felt rough hands hold him down before he could start to rise. "You better forget about your fucking boyfriend, he's Crank's now." Wolf leered at Tad as he spoke, "You just worry about who your fucking boyfriend's going to be." Crank took Willie's wrist and drew him from the table to his feet. Willie leaned back against the table edge to support himself while he put one hand to his red cheek and tried to stifle his sobs. "Take off your shirt off, cry baby," Crank demanded. "Show your Daddy what you've got." Willie leaned further back against the table to draw himself as far away from Crank as he could. He snuffled as he tentatively put a hand to the button-down collar of his cotton shirt. For a few moments, he fumbled with the button without opening it, then he dropped his hand to his side and hung his head. "You fucking son of a bitch, I told you to take your shirt off," Crank barked. "Do it or I'll do it for you. Take it of, fucker. Do it! Now!" Willie flinched at the sharpness of Crank's barked command but otherwise he did not move. Faster than a mongoose strikes a cobra, Crank leapt forward and with both hands tore open the front of Willie's white cotton shirt. The fat biker's powerful hands quickly tore the shirt apart and stripped the tattered rags from Willie's body. The boy did not have time to react before Crank struck again with both hands to tear the stunned teenager's fresh white tee shirt from his arms and chest. Willie was too timid to put up a fight, but with instinctive modesty he crossed his arms over his nearly hairless, neatly freckled chest. Willie was a varsity swimmer and had a swimmer's body with lean hard muscles stretched tightly over a slight frame. Except for his head which was covered by a short crop of flaming red hair which had been disheveled by Crank's rough hand, he kept his body hairless by shaving everyday to increase his speed in the water so he said. Like most natural red heads, his skin was fair and freckled and he turned a bright pink all over when he blushed. He was in no danger of blushing as he stood with his arms covering his bare chest and the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "Let's see them pretty titties, boy," Crank said as he reached for the Willie's wrists. "Don't! Please, don't touch me!" Willie screamed and started to cry. "Shut the fuck up, cry baby, I don't want to hear no caterwauling," Crank snapped as he backhanded Willie across the mouth. Willie's head snapped to one side as his body twisted and collapsed in a slow spiral to the dirty barroom floor. "Stop him, please, Wolf," Tad begged the big biker to save his friend. "Shut up, cocksucker, just watch the fucking show," was Wolf's only reply. Tad looked all around him and saw that all eyes in the biker gang were focused on the lurid scene before them. Willie lay upon the floor stripped naked to the waist. His boyish face was bruised on both cheeks and he was bleeding from a cut in each corner of his mouth. Over him stood a brawny biker with his fat belly hanging over the top of his worn jeans. His greasy hair was dark and shaggy, his scarred face was unshaven and his eyes burned brightly with lust. As he looked at Willie's exposed chest and the boy's tiny pink nipples, he licked the saliva from his cruel lips. "On your knees, cocksucker," Crank commanded as he pulled Willie up and forced the boy onto his knees. Crank stood before the boy with his sturdy legs spread and his wide hips thrust forward. With one hand Crank unzipped his grease stained jeans and pulled out his short fat prick from his open fly. His other hand he placed behind Willie's head. "Open up, cocksucker," Crank said as his pulled his dick and pointed it at Willie's trembling lips, "wrap your lips around this and get it hard." Willie's eyes grew wide and his face screwed up in disgust. He had never been so close to another man's dick. With quick furtive glances, he had surveyed from a distance the other boys in his gym class showering which was just to check their size against his own. He had never been so close that he could see the veins and blemishes on the dick shaft or smell the stench of an unwashed crotch or feel the heat roiling from an open fly. Willie licked his lips not in anticipation of the unsavory meal offered to him but in the hopes that he would stop himself from puking on the spot. "I said to wrap your lips around my meat, cocksucker," Crank snarled as he shook Willie by the hair on his head. "Do it now!"

Part 1; I'm a 23 year old neg sex pig, and today was no exception, I was feeling fucking horny as HELL. So, into the shower, wash, and a real thorough douche of my sweet round ASS that I am very proud of, I should be, I work it out regularly enough, then, off I went to my usual sauna haunt. Ben was on the counter. - Hey Ben, how ya doing? - Hey Ollie. GREAT thanks. How are you mate? - I'm doing very good thanks. Too fucking Horny though. - Really. What brings you here then ... He said, being silly We both laughed. I paid my entrance. Given the usual locker key, and towel, and off to the locker area I went. BUT, today was different than usual. A guy in full Leather Gear (Chaps, Boots, and a Leather Waistcoat) was lurking around, drinking a Beer. He was also wearing a Cock-Ring that housed a massive bulging with veins erection. What made this look even HOTTER, was, he was skinny, gaunt, yellow, and a big Bio-Hazard tattoo above his naval. This Man screamed Danger. He screamed Death. BUT FUCK, I was already intoxicated! I found my locker, and got undressed and out of the corner of my eye I could see DANGER Man just staring! I locked up, wrapped my towel around me, and went to walk to the spa when I heard . - OI, cunt, stop right there!!! He kinda startled me, and part of me was saying to myself, 'fucking walk Olllie', a natural reaction I guess if the brain senses danger. BUT, as said, I was already intoxicated. So I froze. He came up from behind, and ripped my towel off letting it fall to the ground. - FUCK Yeah. One peachy round ASS! He slapped each cheek hard, then he parted them, spat on his fingers, and made my CUNT wet. He then inserted a finger. I gasped. - Sweet Jesus. You are one super tight Bitch! Right, get ya towel back on, and come with me to my private cabin. I am your very own private AIDS Daddy for the afternoon. I got my towel back on, and started following him as he walked off. I was filled with utter Fear. Yet, I was filled with an immense erotic intense excitemenT ?☣️?

I recently had a weekend trip to Indianapolis. Had posted a party on BBRT, and it was a bust. Totally SUCKS when guys are approved to attend, and dont even bother to check out your email about party information. I was determined to take some seed though, so hit the mobile aps. A young 20 y/o old hit me up first. Now Its not often that a young twink wants to breed and older bottom bear like myself, so I was skeptical at first. He said he was big time into daddy/son roleplay, which I find hot! We met outside the hotel lobby, and discussed the role play. He wanted to be my son, and I would catch him watching porn, and then punish him. Although he was 20, he told me he wanted to role play as being 17. Both of us were getting hard at the though, and it was obvious while sitting outside. I agreed, and went to the room to put some porn on the computer. Honestly, I thought he would bolt while I did. Before I went to the room, he said he had poppers, and asked me to leave them on nightstand. I QUICKLY went to room, and put poppers and some lube on the nightstand. When I returned, he was still there. I gave him my card key, and room number, and told him Id be up in about 10 minutes and told him to be hard and stroking on bed watching porn. He said make it 5 minutes! He headed up to room, and in 5 minutes I came up and entered room. Now I could tell he had a nice cock while outside, and I wasn't wrong. He had a beautiful 8 inch cock, light fur around his crotch, and an amazing treasure trail. I chose a daddy/son porn to have on computer. I was slightly afraid he would go through my things while in room while I was out. In a sense, he did. There were also two open beers on the nightstand. As I entered the room, he immediately said, "daddy what are you doing home so early?" I just said, "what the fuck are you watching?" He immediately said gay porn daddy, Im sorry. Keeping up with the role play, I simply said that "daddy needs to punish you for that!" I immediately stripped, and threw him ass up over my lap and started to slap his ass until it was good and red. He kept pleading for me to stop, but that just made me slap him harder. As he was across my lap, I could feel the pre cum leaking from his cock. I knew I couldn't continue much longer, or he would blow his load. He proceeded to tell me that he had always fantasized about breeding his daddy. I simply told him, that time has come. I rolled him off my legs, and got on all 4's and said go for it! I thought he would immediately begin to mount me, but he spread my cheeks and gave me the most amazing rim job. I was rock hard, and pre cumming. He reached down and got some cum from my cock, and lubed my hole with it. Although the lube was there, cum was all he used. He showed NO mercy, and went balls deep on the first thrust. It was amazing! Even though he was pre cumming a lot, he fucked me for a good 10-15 minutes before seeding my ass. Afterwards we rolled over and kissed. As we laid in bed, he told me that he had something he needed to tell me. He explained that he was afraid to tell me that he was gay, and had been fucking since he was 14, and positive! Of course, I told him I was pissed, and he needed to be punished again. This time, I made him get on all 4's and beat him with my belt! His ass was a NICE shade of red! I didn't want to stop, but he actually started crying, so I did. Honestly didn't think it was role play at this point. As I love having my ass beat, I know a good dom will always rub it softly, and sometimes lick or kiss it which I did. Now it is RARE that I top, but this had my average cock rock hard. I had him roll on his back, and told him it was time for him to take what well have been my last negative load. He thanked me and I lubed him up, and went to town. As I figured, I did not last more than 5 minutes, but damn it felt great topping a twink! After that, we simply cuddled, and agreed that the role play would end, and so it did. I expected him to just leave, but he didn't. He did tell me that he had a GREAT time, and that he enjoyed the role play. He did tell me that he was poz, but undetectable and on meds. After that, he told me he wanted to breed me again, but no role play, just hot sex! Who was I to disagree? He fuckt me 2 more times and was AMAZING. Gotta LOVE the stamina of twinks! Especially those who want to breed an older bottom bear like me! This was my second encounter with a twink in a little over a year. I wish more twinks had interest in breeding older bottom bears like me. I doubt I will ever get back to Indy, but he has kept in touch with me. He only let me take 1 pic, and its posted here,

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.

Use to live in SF and have been on prep for 5 years now. 2012-15 was a wild time but I noticed a change as more and more guys stop going to Bookstores ever since Cumunion came on the scene and gay marriage became legal. So many ABS are closed in SF, even famous Folsom Gulch has changed. Anyway... what city do you think is bareback anon ABS capital of the US?

Part 2: I planned my attack on Josh on a Monday night after work. I brought some anal beads and lube from home. After closing I took him to the back and had him strip. I told him tonight was the night I was going to pop his cherry. I told him to bend over as I lubed up the anal beads. I first put a finger up his ass to loosen him up and to scratch inside his ass. He said it hurt but I didn't care. After removing my finger I noticed some blood. Perfect. Then I inserted the anal beads and fucked him rough with them to make sure he was loose and bleeding more. Josh cried out a couple of times but I didn't care. After several minutes of preparing his ass I removed the anal beads and to my satisfaction it was red and brown. I threw the anal beads down and slid my cock right up his ass in one plunge. Josh jumped which I was anticipating so I grabbed him by the hips and forcefully brought him back onto my cock. My cock is 7 inches and on the thick side so I knew his ass would know I was there. After a few minutes the little bitch started to relax and was fucking himself on my cock. Not my fault he didn't ask for a condom. After several minutes of him fucking my cock I was ready to cum. I grabbed him by the hips and started fucking him faster. In no time I shot several huge squirts inside his ass. I pulled out and saw his blood on my cock. Mission accomplished. We both left satisfied and I guess I made the bitch sore because he missed the next three days of work saying he was sick. Little does he know about sick is. Unfortunately the anal beads and lube were left at the restaurant and so I lost my job because of that. I don't care. Breeding and pozzing that bitch was worth it.

I’m chatting with a man to date, someone who will do this for me and be my dom at home and lock my cock in a cage.

I was lucky, middle booth with two glory homes, one on the right and one on the left. A white dick and huge black dick. I tried to open my hole by first suck the white guy, turn around but he pulls away. This went on. He had a nice 8 inch white cock and my hole hunger for it. Black guy next to me is watching and telling me to take it up the ass. I tried but the white guy just wants his dick suck. Bummers... black guy shoved his dick but it’s not even hard... bummers now I’m in Erectice Dysfunctional purgatory. Dante must have written about this as one of the levels... i suck the white cock with no intention of trying to get it in my ass. The white guy cums buckets but I don’t swallow. My mouth is full of spit and cum. Black guy is still swinging his dick... so I have an idea.. use the cum in my mouth and suck the black guy to make him hard... wham it gets hard like a magic potion. I use my hands to lube it up and it’s creamy froth of cum and spit. I mane it sticky and wet. A beautiful 10 inch monster ready to wreck my hole. I take a very long snif of poppers and feel the heat and rush. I literary have to spread my ass wide to even get the tip of the head. I slide that messy cum slicked dick up and down my crack getting my hole ready... then slip it in. Fuck I pull my ass checks wider to get more in... feels like a fucken dildo for how hard and thick it was. I pushed in more and I can feel the poppers slipping away... I need more so another long snift to get to the base of the balls. My body is full of black raw fuck meat. He just stays there for me to get use to. I pull my ass off and do ass to mouth, tasting my cunt and strangers cum on his dick. I make more slippery and wet. I slide back on it with little effort. My hole feels amazing... He pulls in and out, I push out and pull in. My hole feels messy, sloppy, and loose. He moans and starts shooting without warning in my guts. He pulls out fast and before I know it leaves before I can than him. I think he didn’t even had he pants all the way up, dick swinging for everyone to see. Im too stiff to move quickly. Someone enters, and I feel a cool wind on my hole like a breeze. Someone is blowing against my hole. Then I feel a tounge and lips attached on my hole and someone eagerly sucking out the cum out of my wrecked hole licking and cleaning my pussy... damn I scored this one. Didn’t get fucked again but overall got the best of everything in one complete session. Only when all the stars are alligned.

man i hope part 3 cum soon

tnx man....love slings.....love to show off my hole for nice hard juicy cocks

Im vers/bottom I used them most the time/not all the time until I got on PrEP, If the top guy is really hot and insists on them Ill give in. If Im topping, which is rare, its a make or break deal. If Im topping, that boy is getting bred.

it was evening time, but people were still walking around. i'm sure there was at least a few people watching

LA Story Chris kept his eyes shut tightly and bit his lower lip hard to avoid making any noise from escaping his mouth as he felt the weight of Jay’s body pushing him down to the pillow that was wedged under his belly each time Jay’s cock pounded down into Chris’ tight hole. Chris could feel soreness all over his body from Jay’s punches and kicks from their fight about an hour ago. Chris could feel tears running down his cheeks as he thought about earlier evening events since the arrival at LAX that led him to his current position. Chris just turned 18 and finished high school in June and decided to take a trip to LA alone before starting college in September. Not only this was the first time he was travelling alone without his mom but he also had a plan to finally explore gay scene in this trip for the first time. He’s been keeping his attraction to boys in secret and even had a girl friend who he had sex with couple of times in his senior year. He had no idea what kind of sexual activities two boys could engage but seeing other boys naked bodies in the locker room always made him feel more thrilled and excited than girls so he was quite certain that he was either gay or bi. Before the trip, he went online and found couple of boys around his age from LA that were interested in hanging out with him during his trip. However, when he got off the cab in front of his hotel and looked for his wallet to pay for the cab fare, he couldn’t find it. He went to the hotel desk and tried to see if he could check in but they wouldn’t let him check in without any ID. He called up his online friends and both of them happened to be out of town but one of them were kind enough to ask his friend to come and pick Chris up and let him stay at his house overnight. He also lend Chris the cab fare before the cab driver tried to bargain Chris to have sex with him instead. Chris felt so grateful for Jay’s hospitality at first. As Jay drove away from the city to his place, Chris told him how grateful he was and started to tell him about how this trip was supposed to be his first gay experience and etc. Chris was too naïve to read the signs of another trouble that he was getting into and told Jay about his life and his attraction to guys. After an hour and half long drive, they reached Jay’s house and Chris was surprised how dark and isolated it was. Jay carried the luggage into the house and Chris followed him with his backpack. Jay dropped Chris’ luggage by the door and went straight to the kitchen to grab drinks for them. Chris stood by the door while Jay made the drinks and looked around the living room with a huge TV with no other furniture but few pillows on the floor. Jay brought the drinks to one of the pillows and sat down. Chris sat on another pillow and took the drink from Jay as he handed it to him. “You have to drink it in one shot” Jay told Chris and took his shot. Chris copied Jay and pour it all into his mouth but couldn’t swallow it down as easily as Jay and struggled to keep in it. Jay laughed at Chris’s struggle and pulled off his t shirt. Chris smiled back at Jay and carefully studied his naked torso. Jay told Chris to take his shirt off and he pulled it off of Chris himself when Chris hesitated. “You want to smoke?” Jay asked as he reached for a big glass bong that was on the corner of the room and Chris shook his head. “C’mon. You are in my house so you have to do what I tell you to do.” Jay pushed the bong opening to Chris’ lips and instructed him to slowly inhale til he tells him to stop and hold it in until he tells him to let it out. Chris had strong lung from years of track and wrestling in high school and Jay could see it and instructed Chris to inhale and hold extra long time. By the time Jay let Chris exhale, thick white clouds filled up the whole living room. “Bitch, you got a good hit. Good job. Do another one.” Jay instructed Chris to take another big long hit one after another while he kept his eyes on Chris’ eyes. Jay could see the dilated pupils in Chris’ eyes. Jay pulled the bong from Chris and set it down before he stood up in front of Chris. Chris’ eyes were at the level with Jay’s growing bulge and Jay smiled when he saw the lingering look. Jay pulled Chris up to his feet and led him to the bathroom. He turned the shower head on and told Chris to get naked. Chris stood still a bit hesitant to get naked in front of a stranger even though he was high from the smoke and the drink. That’s the moment when things changed quickly as Jay slapped Chris hard to almost knock him off the balance. “I told you to strip and you do whatever I tell you bitch.” Jay grabbed Chris and wrestled him down to the tiled floor and started to forcefully pull clothes off of Chris. At first, Chris was shocked and didn’t put up much fight but as his senses started to come back he tried to resist Jay. Chris was quite athletic but he was so high from the drugs and against Jay’s 6’ 3” way bigger body, his 5’9” and 145lbs body was overmatched. Soon Jay had Chris pinned down and unable to move under him. Jay was naked as well and his big hard cock kept on growing as Jay through few more punches on Chris’ body. “Get up and wash up.” Jay told Chris as he got off of Chris and kicked him hard in the stomach before walking out of the bathroom. Chris’ spirit as well as his body was beaten and defeated and in spite of his desire to disobey Jay, he got into the shower as he was told. He stood still under the stream of water and felt sore all over his body. All of sudden, the glass door to the shower opened and Jay entered. Jay started to run soap all over Chris’ body and washed his whole body. After the shower Jay wrapped Chris with a big towel and led him back to the living room and sat him down on a pillow. The big screen was on now and it was showing Jay’s big black cock pumping a smooth white hole deep and hard. “You are going to smoke some more but this time I want you to open your mouth wide after you inhale and push your mouth on my cock as much as you can before you exhale, ok?” Jay fed the bong to Chris’ lips as before and Chris did as he was told.

7 Chris drifted off to sleep with his legs folded over his head and Jay's body weight rested on top of him. All of sudden Jay's body started to move on top of Chris and woke him up. Chris looked up at Jay's face to see if he was up but Jay didnt open his eyes. But gradually Chris felt a heat rising deep inside of his core and soon it filled his entire inside and leaked out few drops when Chris smelled urine stink and squeezed his hole shut to stop any more leakage. As Chris tried to keep the liquid from leaking out of his hole, he felt his body sucking it deeper into his body. After Jay finished pissing into Chris' hole, his cock started to wake up and get harder. And Jay kept his cock buried deep in the piss filled hole and kept flexing it till it grew rock hard. All of sudden Jay got off Chris's body and yanked his cock out of the piss filled hole and made some piss splash out of the hole onto the floor. Chris tried to get on his feet to move but his legs were weak and he collapsed on the floor on the of the piss spill. Jay walked over to Chris and pushed his head down to the spill on the floor and rubbed it on it. By this time Chris inside was burning with hunger as the chemicals in the piss got absorbed into his blood stream. Chris placed a hand over his hole to stop the leaking and gradually as he absorbed more drugs, he started finger fucking his own hole. Jay was amused the change in Chris and decided to keep on pushing him to limit. Jay kicked and slapped Chris few times and told him he had to take the beating and humiliation if he wanted a cock. Jay had Chris keep on thanking and begging for more pain, humiliation, and cocks.

Because of the saltiness of piss, I bet it would be great in a bloody mary.

What happened next? That's so fucking hot!!

Part 13 As Justin you multiple loads from every top I the group his mind was drifting to a dark place. He had renewed thoughts of not just getting his asshole younger brother fucked up and fucking him, but pozzing him and converting him from a straight male into a poz, bottom bitch for the group. As Justin rode back home with the twins he shared his twisted idea of getting his brother, Jason. Jason and Justin liked a lot a like that sure thought they were twins. His younger brother’s 18th was coming up next month and he asked the twins to help with a plan to get his brother fucked up and fucked, literally. The twins had a plan that they knew would work. Jason had never met the twins before. They created a situation where Justin and Jason would be on the elevator at the same time as the twins. The twins made it a point to call Justin names playing into Jason's anti-gay feelings towards his ‘faggot brother’. It work like a charm. Next thing Jason knew he was hanging out with the twins taking about girls, pussy and sex. The twins acted surprised to learn that Jason’s 18th birthday was coming up. They offered to throw a small party for him the Friday night of his birthday week (to be sure he was over 18 and legal). They told him that one of their girlfriend had a sister his age that he could easily fuck. Jason was excited and pumped at the thought of getting laid. He agreed to the joining the twins. When the night came, Jason was so excited he never questioned where the ladies were when he arrived at the twin’s place. They began to ‘drink’ with Jason thinking he was getting alcohol in his drink. What he didn’t know was that the strange taste in his drink wasn't alcohol but GHB. Kyle suggested that watch some porn while they waited for the ladies did arrive. The porn was hand picked to start with straight, hard core porn progressing to one that was bisexual. It was right as the bi porn started that Jason called to help the twins hey Justin over to the party house. Kyle said, “The ladies wasn’t to know if we’d like to come to where they are house sitting. They say there’s a private back yard with a pool and a hot tub.” Jason was watching the TV as the bi porn began to play when this was being said. The twins noticed his slight interest in what suddenly stayed on the screen add that asked him if he wanted to go to where the lady’s were house sitting. Jason said “Sure” with a definite slurring if guys speech. As they left the twins made sure Jason had a fresh ‘drink’ with enough G to get him loosened up for what was you cum. When they pulled up to the party house Jason had about a third of his drink left. Keith coached him up finish it as they approached the front door. There was a note directing then to go around the house to the back patio and get comfortable. As they entered the pool area Kyle began to strip as Keith said, “I guess that’s one way to get comfortable” and joined his brother stripping down. Jason was so G’ed out he feel on his ass as he tried you get out of his pants. The twins stupid to help him as he said, “I guess I really drunk.” Kyle told him, “Dude, you’re not drunk. It’s the G that was in your drink that you’re feeling. Don’t you feel real horny?” The twins felt up his body, punchy his nipples, rubbing his flat stomach and stroking his cock. His mind was screaming to run away, but his body would not cooperate. In his confused G'ed out brain he was disgusted and turned on at the same time. Jason was finding it a little difficult to stand, so when the twins helped him over to the sling, it was easy to get him to let down in it and even easier to lock the restraints on his wrists and ankles. The rest was all too easy as they were joined by Justin and the rest of the members of the group. On this rare occasion the group have Justin honors of being the first to breed his brother. Jason looked up to see a group of c naked men standing around him as his attention was drawn to his brother standing began his legs. Justin had a pipe in one hand and a torch in the other we he heated the bowl. When the smoke was evident he took a big hit regaining the bowl several times before leaning in and giving Jason a shotgun of Tina which he turned into a kiss. Jason’s mind was still screaming ‘no’ but his body said ‘YES’ as he leaned into his first man-on-man kiss while Justin played a little bit with his hole. When they broke off the kiss it was very even in Jason's eyes he was intrigued by the events. Jason was at first shocked when Justin slid two of his fingers, along with a nice size shard of Tina into his virgin ass. At first he squealed at the intrusion and complained about the burn, but the sensation of having his ass played with bright a response that Justin had hoped for as his little brother began to moan softly I rhythm with Justin finger fucking him. After a good 10 to 15 minutes Justin pulled his fingers or to his brother’s objection, “Justin, don't, please, oh god please put your fingers back in. It feel really good.” Justin, smiling the smile of victory answered, “You want something in your ass? How about my cock? I think you’ll enjoy it more then my fingers.” Jason seemed you understand the circumstances of a cock in his ass. It meant getting fucked by another guy and that was gay, he wasn’t gay as long as he didn’t get fucked. He answered his brother, “Bro you ain’t fucking me cuz I ain’t gay.” While the 2 brothers were exchanging words, Kyle was taking a bug hit of Tina and quickly gave Jason a shotgun that he turned into a kiss which Keith followed with another shotgun and kiss. It was clearly evident that Jason was into the kiss frugally when Keith stopped and Jason attempted to lean up for more. Justin said to his bound brother, “Not gay. Dude, you just kissed the twins and your own brother and I have to tell you, you were damn good at it too.” Jason felt the urge within him, but still tried to remain defiant, “FUCK YOU! You’re not going to fuck me.” That’s when the tourniquet m was placed on his right bicep, the alcohol wiped across a prominent vein and the instructions given to him, “Don’t move a fucking muscle our your likely to be in a world of hurt.” As defiant he was trying to be, the way that he was told to keep still had him frozen as he was given his first slam of Tina. When he deed was the and the tourniquet removed Jason began coughing as he rode his first rush. The first word he spoke were, “ON FUCK.” Justin was teasing his brother’s hole with his fingers as he asked, “How do you feel know about having me put something inside the ass?” Jason looked up at his brother and said “Yes, please.” With that said Justin pushed his cock inside his younger brother. Jason thought he was getting fingers put inside him, but was shocked at the thickness of the cock invading his virgin ass. Jason screamed out in pain as his brother’s dick sunk inside inch by inch. For a bottom, Jason has a decent 7” that his brother was definitely feeling. Once he was balls deep he asked his brother, “How are you feeling about getting fucked now?” Jason looked up at his brother and simply said, “FUCK YOU FAGGOT!!” All the guys standing around Jason got pissed off and knew how to make him pay. Jason looked down and told his brother, “You’re going to regret saying that to us.” Jason began to pound away at his brother's ass with out mercy. Jason could only yell in pain as his brother pounded away. Within about 10 minutes Jason cries of pain faded into moans of pleasure. Justin recognized the change and asked his brother, “I can tell you’re liking getting fucked now. By the time were done with you this weekend you're gong to be craving cock. You may try to deny it, but you’ll be thinking about getting a real man to fuck you. You might we find a chick to play house with, but you’ll only get satisfaction when you get fucked.” Jason was so drugged up that what his brother was saying which is part of his conversion from straight jock to jock bottom. It was time to get Jason to beg for cock and cum. Justin looked into his brother’s eyes and asked, “You ready for me to breed your formerly virgin ass? Ask me to cum in your ass bro.” Jason was confused, as much as he was enjoying getting fucked. Asking his brother to cum in his ass would propel him into questioning his sexuality. This was an important step in leading the 18 year old to not just thinking he yes gay, but cementing the fact that getting fucked went along with Tina and having a guy cum inside his ass. Justin was close, he stopped fucking and asked his brother again, “You going to ask me for my cum or do I pull out and you’ll never have to think about getting fucked again.” Justin began to slowly pull his cock from Jason’s ass. Jason mind was racing as he quickly said, “Cum in nut ass, breed me.” Justin slammed his cock back inside his brother and began a quick, rabbit fuck bring him to the edge of orgasm as he yelled out, “FUCK BRO, I’M COMING IN YOUR ASS. YOU LIKE THAT YOUR BIG BRO IS BREEDING YOU!” Justin filled good brother with his poz cum knowing it was to be the first of many poz loads he’d be getting over the next 2 days.

P House is great for taking loads! Dont forget Hanks or Barcodes if you enjoy public sex!

Part 12 The twins, Keith and Kyle, met a cute twink who had just moved into tired building with their mother and his younger brother. The twink, Justin, was 19, openly gay and on PrEP. He was the typical ‘twink’, you know, slim/lean, smooth, very fuckable. Justin had issue with his younger and very straight brother. Jason constantly picked on him for being gay. In the dark places on his mind Justin had thought about getting his brother so fucked up and then fucking him to show him the joys of gay sex, but could never bring himself to take action. The twins figured that they had a 2-for-1 ripe for the picking. First step would be to get Justin to a party and converted. Once Justin was part of the parties bottom crew, enlist his help to get b his brother. Justin was going to be easy to get once they told him about the monthly bareback parties is wanted to go. The next step was to switch his PrEP pills with ineffective placebos. The twins made suggesting that Justin jumped at without question. They suggested to hook up on a afternoon when his mom was at work and his ass hole brother was at school. While Kyle kept Justin ‘preoccupied’, Keith was able to check out Justin’s bathroom where he found an almost full bottle of the PrEP medication. He quickly exchanged the real pills with the fake pills and with a little over 2 weeks before the next party which Justin was all set to attend. In that time the ‘protection’ the pills were providing would be all gone and the dirty, poz cum he’d be getting at the party would have fertile ground to take hold. After that afternoon the twins made sure to avoid hooking up with the twink and did their best to ‘cock block’ him until the party. The success of their efforts resulted in a very horny, sex starved, twink bottom ready to be fucked over and over again. One thing the twins purposely failed to tell Justin about the party was the ever presence of drugs. He was immediately given a GHB laced Gatorade. Justin was a little nervous and quickly consumed the bottle. He then asked for another one before being shown where he could strip down and store his clothes. In his slightly nervous state the majority of the second bottle was gone by the time he was shown the party are around the pool. He quickly noticed the slings set up on the pool deck. He was eager to get fucked in one ever the twins had told him about them. Justin noticed a coupe guys smoking a strange glass pipe. He had heard about the pipe and Meth before and was told by some how it made sex feel so much better, and some told him to keep away that it would most likely fuck him up and he’d and up getting pozzed, but he knew he was on PrEP and was ‘well protected’. The three joined the group smoking which consisted of one of the regular bottoms as two top members of the party group. A second pipe seemed to appear from no where as the twins lit a torch and passed the pipe. When the pipe was handed to Justin he asked, “Is this Tina? The only thing I’ve smoked or weed.” Kyle answered, “Yes it is Tina. Give it a try. If you don’t like it you don’t have to smoke anymore.” The twins were thinking, ‘Justin wouldn’t have to smoke anymore me he didn’t like it, but they didn’t say anything about a booty bump or slam’. Once they got to playing with Justin’s hole they planned on using Tina laced lube along with slipping in shards. The twins knew once Justin was in the sling he’d be easy to slam with or without his permission. With a little coaching Justin took his first lung full to meth. With urging he took 2 more hits before passing the pipe. The way the pipe was passed Justin seemed to get it more then anyone else in the group that was smoking. Between the G and the Tina, Justin was getting very horny as the tops around him were starting to reach out and touch his sensitive nipples, his cock and balls and his hungry ass. The bottom there got on his knees behind Justin and began to rim his hungry hole as the others doubled their efforts on stimulating the first time high bottom. It was an easy suggesting getting Justin into the closest sling as Keith replaced the bottom at Justin’s hole. Kyle leaned in, kissed Justin then asking him, “Would you like to try slamming?” With the simulation he was feeling and the drugs clouding his brain he didn't understand the question when he answered “Yes.” With Keith still eating his hungry hole a tourniquet was quickly placed on his upper arm as Kyle with precision, swiftly slid the needle into a prominent vein, registered a quick flash of deep red and pushed the contents into the new chemed up bottom. Just went into a coughing for as the tourniquet was removed and the Tina flowed through his body centering on his groin where it caused his dick to shrivel and increased the hunger in his hole. Keith felt the change in Justin as he quickly stood up, slapped his hard cock against the twink's hungry ass and asked, “Are you ready for all of us to breed that neg cunt of yours?” Justin was riding his first rush as he tried to process all start was being said by the sexy studs standing around him. He was able to focus on Keith’s question and answered, “God yes, please fuck me, breed my neg cunt.” With that being said Keith slammed the full length of his cock into the tweaking teen balls deep eliciting a deep moan from Justin. Justin attempted to focus on what the men standing around him were saying. He thought he heard someone say something about ‘pozzing the neg twink’ and another person saying, ‘his PrEP pills were replaced by fakes last week, he has no defense against the dirty cum he’s going to be getting from all of us.’ At first he was shocked at what he was hearing, but it also turned him on for some strange reason. He continued to hear this and that and was figuring that they wanted him to be part of this group and that required him to become poz like them. Looking up at Keith and Kyle he asked, “Did you really switched out my PrEP pills for fakes?” Since Keith was getting close to depositing the first load of poz cum Kyle answered, “What if we did switch them, what are you going to do about it now?” At that moment Keith roared out, “FUCK! I’M CUMMING IN YOUR NEG ASS BITCH.” Justin knew every top that was about to fuck him were all poz and that his fate was sealed. He’d eventually would be poz like them. He pulled Keith in for a kiss thanking him, “This is fucking hot. I can’t believe I was trying to avoid getting pozzed, but now that it’s happening I can’t think of anything other then guys shooting their dirty, poz cum inside me.” Keith worked his load into Justin’s ass for a little while as his cock began to soften and slip from his seeded hole. He was quickly replaced by is twin who slid the full length of his cock into the freshly bred twink. Justin kissed Kyle before he stared to get fucked by the stud. He thanked him for switching out the PrEP pills that left him exposed to the pozzing that was taking place.

Met a nice Filipino at the bar in the sauna. we sat and chatted, He worked on a cruise ship and was between cruises. 5 inches shorter than me and skinny, a twink. After a while he said he was horny and wanted to fuck, jokingly I asked if he was really a top. Said he would prove it. WEnt to a cabin and he showed me a nice 6 inch dick. I sucked him for a whileand then he started fingere my ass,. ong skinny fingers on that little guy and kept hitting my prostate . I very quickly gave in and got on all fours. He didn't hesitate and drive straight in. Told me he wanted me ass up and chest on the mattress, While he stood fucking me. Fucked in that position until he came. We chatted some more and then he went for round two. When he finished he said "Thank you for letting me fuck you, sir" . How Sweet.

The last couple of days have been nice to my pussy. I had to get some service work done on my vehicle in the Baltimore area this morning. As I'm traveling a lot these days, every night practically is a hotel night. Last night was not exception, but I opted for the Red Roof at BWI instead of one of my regular Hilton properties. Excellent decision! Price was cheap, room was clean, there was an in-room safe for my personal stuff, and the door opened directly to the outside. I prowled the apps and put up an ad on BBRTS. I managed to take 4 loads from 4 cocks last night and got another today. My well fucked hole was leaking cum all day today. I would have taken more, but I had to get some sleep. I've had good luck finding cock in the BWI area of late and finding out the Red Roof wasn't that bad was a pleasant surprise. I highly recommend the superior room or whatever it's called if you are looking to be a cum dump. Having the in-room safe put my mind at ease while I was hooded in my jock and harness in a dark room taking cock. Loved it! I'd really like to find someone to whore me out.

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.

I totally love being whored out and love when men choose who they want to breed me.

that is my point- AFTER the first time you submit and let a man whose cock is drippin POZ- take you to that place of submission and lust that you have dreamed of for so long- one raw cock will not be enough- the pain and hunger will only multiply- your need will only deepen and your life will be ruled by finding the next POZ-cock.........

that's what so thrilling about it,just letting a poz load explode inside you

Part 7; My AIDS God drove his fancy sports car, whilst Uncle Jim and I got in the back-seat. He instructed me to take my trousers and underwear off, slouch down so I wasn't sitting upright, leaving easier access ... He then started fingering my cunt, and feeding me the toxic load that was swimming inside of me. Part way through the journey my phone pinged, and I managed to check the message, which Uncle Jim leaned over and read too. It was from Ben. 'Please don't do this', with a sad face. He looked at me and began to laugh arrogantly, with his face turning from an evil chuckle to a growling rage, which saw his fingering of my cunt intensify aggressively - Hey Pete, your boy is keeping your death-juice nice and warm for ya. - It's a good job these seats are Leather Jim They both laughed. We arrived at Jim's. We pulled in. The garage door shut, and locked. That was it, I had sealed my own fate. BUT, it's what I wanted. And NEEDED. We all got out, and Jim made me sprawl spread eagle over the bonnet. He slammed right into me, no warning, and power fucked me for a few minutes, then stopped. There is no way I am cumming in you, just yet! We went into the main house, and made our way down into the Basement. It was pitch black! Jim flicked a switch and it lit up with a glowing dim red, so, it still had that dark feeling, but you could clearly see. All over the walls were mirrors, and dozens of large pictures of; the bio-hazard sign, demons and monsters, skulls, the word 'poz'. I was at this point only wearing my tee-shirt, and Jim ripped it from me, and threw me onto the rubber covered mattress, and got my AIDS Master Pete, to help strap me down. Our host kept his stash of chems in his Basement Dungeon, and he gave me my second hit of tina for the evening. I couldn't touch myself, which only served to heighten the mad rush. There I was, wriggling, intoxicated, flying beautifully high, and unable to move. My AIDS Daddies then began to write all over my body with marker pen, with things like; cunt, whore, cum, Demon, Dog, AIDS, FAGGOT,99, Piss, Breed ... Then, they both left, turning off the red lights. I heard the door at the top of the stairs shut. I lay there in complete darkness, silence, and unable to move. Even though I physically lay there, I felt my body elevate, and fly around this wonderful dungeon. I then heard a speaker system come on, and hard house was being pumped in, and into my inner solar system. Several minutes later the red lighting came back on upon Jim & Pete's return, both wearing the same attire as each other; German Army Boots, Leather waistcoat & executioner's hood, plus a Cock-Ring. They stood either side of my torso, with one foot facing inwards to my body, and the other towards my head, so their wasted bodies and gaunt faces both towered above me. They never spoke a word. Just stood there drinking their Heineken's, spitting at me, and tugging at their bulging veiny toxic Fuck-Meat, until they finished the two bottles of drink that they each had. - RIGHT, it is my turn now boy to fuck you, and I guess now we would say, re-charge you! I was unstrapped, had a Leather harness put on me, and ordered on all 4's in the middle of the mattress, parallel to the mirrored wall. - What do you want boy? - Your poz cum Uncle Jim - This is MY Dungeon, you call me Master. Understood you nasTy pig? *He bellowed, whilst flogging me with his Leather paddle* This caused me to have an internal orgasm, and and I began to high pitch whimper, and grunt several time ... - Yes Master. I am so sorry Master. He knelt in between my legs, spreading them wide, pushed my cheeks apart, and stuck his tongue up my cunT, proceeding to rim me and eat me out!

Part 3; - And don't forget my viral load is 13.3 Million copies, because I will be asking you later to remember that figure - Stop playing with your cunt, boy. Sit up and lick my fucking disgusting Dick. No sucking, just licking up and down my shaft, and my bell end! I eagerly got on my knees and licked as per command. I don't know why, maybe the whore in me, I began to pay attention to the sores he had, wiggling over them with the tip of my tongue. I looked up at my AIDS god. He spat on me a few times, smirking ... - You like those Syphilis sores, boy? I nodded. He stepped away from me, taking off his Leather waistcoat, chaps, and knee high boot, and stood there naked; Super skinny, gaunt, and yellow, and, HOT as fucking HELL. I swear I was having an internal orgasm just by looking at him. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, gave himself a real evil twisted smirk, and said, so cunt, what do you think to Sir's sick body - I know most guys go for muscles. I am not really too hung up on physique. BUT, there is one kind of physique I have kept quiet about. I have never told anyone about my secret attraction - Yeah, go on pig, what's that? - I have always been hugely attracted to AIDS Daddies who are wasted to fuck, and look gaunt. It is fucking beautiful. It just turns me on. So when I saw you at the lockers, FUCK, you had me! He looked in the mirror at himself, knees slightly bent, face contorting, tugging at his highly charged virulent Fuck-weapon, that was about to completely change the direction of my life, forever! - Get up boy, and put your hands against that wall, above your head He put his knee length boots back on, and slid right inside me. I was heavily panting, and dripping with sweat. Although, the sweating in a few weeks would be much more to talk about! - Oh fuck, your neg cunt feels so warm and wet. I can't wait to knock you up boy. You'll never be able to escape me, even when I am gone! Look in the mirror boy, tell me what do you see - Sir, I see your skinny wasted yellow body, your gaunt face, against my young smooth gym body, and, I think the two compliment one another on a level I cannot describe. God, it's so HOT! FUUUUUhhHcK ... I wish this moment would never end! He whispered into my ear; - I want to infecT you in public boy. Be a shame for no one to see this one off piece of art. Let's go to the showers. I want a proper fucking audience!

My last 26 loads all arrived last night. 17 in the sling at Cumunion in Denver at the Denver Swim Club. I had already taken 6 loads at 6 loads at the adult arcade. 3 of my friends and I all attended Cumunion. We arrived just before midnight, after our stop at the arcade. I headed directly for the sling room. I laid back, hooked my ankles through the stirrups, and laid back. Not need for lube, as my hole was leaking cum already. My first cock arrived about 5 minutes later. He started by checking my hole for lube. Satisfied, he plunged in balls deep and began pounding me. The harder he fucked me, the more I encouraged him. I could feel him losing his rythym and knew he was about to cum. I screamed for him to cum inside and clamped down on him as his orgasm subsided. When he went soft, I thanked him and asked him to tell anyone he talked to that I would be there until morning and they were welcome to fuck me and do anything else that turned them on. Over the next 4 hours there was a steady parade of tops. Most simply fucked and moved on. But several took the time to work my nipples, squeeze my balls or spank me. There was one who pissed in me and then fucked me, and another who pissed on me. Several used my mouth while they waited their turn to fuck me. I was lucky enough to suck several cocks after they fucked me. By 4, the line had died down, so I headed for the shower. I was wobbly from the time in the sling, but made it to the shower. After a quick rinse I headed down the hall to look for my friends. I had told everyone who fucked me that anyone there by was be welcome to fuck me as long as they shot their loads in my ass. I didn't have to wait long for that to happen. As I passed an open door the young Asian guy inside grabbed my arm and pulled me in. He pushed me by down to my knees over the edge of the bed and slammed into me without a word. As he banged my hole, I heard a voice from the hall say, "next." The Asian guy came pretty quickly and said, "this worthless slut is all yours." As the Asian guy pulled out of my now overflowing fuck hole, another cock slid in. He fucked my long and hard, continually telling me what a slut I am. Finally, he added his load to the bar rest. Exhausted, I wandered unsteadily in search of my friends. But the guy at the end of the hall pulled me into his room and fucked spanked and abused me for about 20 minutes, telling me that he was going to seed my cunt and he expected a thank you. I did exactly that, telling him how grateful I was that he shot his load in my hole. Finally, I decided to go have a smoke and then find my friends. I grabbed smokes from my locker and went out to the smoking room, leaking cum down both legs. Surprisingly, all 3 of my friends were there. I asked why they were not inside. With a smile, one of them said that there was no point being inside because some cumdump in the sling had hogged all the cum and all the tops we're be spent. It was a great night. I hope I have as much luck at Orgy Night at Buddies tonight in Colorado Springs. If any of the tops that were kind enough to cum in me in Denver are reading this, please feel free to come down to Buddies and fuck me again. You can invite anyone else you like. No need for introductions. If you see me, just do what you like. I'll be in the sling if possible, but wherever I am, you can fuck me on the spot. Thanks to all of you for cumming.

☣ Fuckin' Oink~! Pervs like you make visiting BZ fun. Please keep sharing your pix & adventures. Wood love to swap cumholez. xox

Spent yesterday cruising around for loads, ended up with 4 from 3 tops. Went to a bookstore that is typically out of the way for me. Immediately found that all 8 glory hole booths were in use, so waited in the halls. This taller, thicker, and slightly older guy started cruising me so I followed him into a private room. Got started sucking his nice thick cock when he asked me if I liked to get fucked. Didn’t even answer him — I stood up, spit on his cock, spun around, and slid down on it (always go to the bookstores with a prelubed hole). He fucked me a good long while, trading poppers hits and pounding me hard enough at some point that the walls were shaking. We figured out that we were both cheating whores too. He finally was getting close and said I could have his cum only if I took more anon cock through the gloryhole. I agreed and he bred me deep and loud. We exchanged numbers. Definitely want that cock again. We left the room and he took off. Some of the glory holes were open now so I picked one and one of the guys in the hall listening to me getting fucked went in the opposite hole. His cock came through right away, kind of small but big balls, and I started sucking. He pulled back and said he wanted my hole like the other guy, so I backed up on it. He didn’t last long. Filled my ass though. The other guys in the hall were bottoms apparently so I took off. As I was leaving I got a scruff message from this young guy I’ve been wanting to top. He wanted a load and I hadn’t cum yet so I went over to his place which was close by. I fucked him a bit and we traded poppers hit and dirty talk some. When I told him I had a cummy hole his plans went out the window. He fingered and played and tongued my hole wildly. Even got 3 fingers and a thumb in there which I’m not usually into. Felt great though. Finally he bred me once, made me take another poppers hit, and then laid into me again. Second load he turned into a dom nasty talking fucker until he shot. It was pretty hot although now I owe him a bunch of cum in his ass when I make a return trip out there. I’m behind my pace for the year though. 13 loads from 11 guys so far in 2018. Gotta pick up the pace. I haven’t cum from yesterday, and today I’m in the mood to wreck a younger guys hole, preferably cheating on his unsuspecting partner with a load already in him. Let’s see if that can happen.

I love being an exhibitionist at the bathhouses and sex clubs. Especially love to get fucked bareback in the steamroom at Midtowne Spa in L.A. and at Club San Diego.

My high drive to breed always makes me want to breed at least three times. In other words, at least three loads of potent seed I ejaculate. I dont care if its the same ass every time, different onces, whatever... As long as my seed ends where it belongs, which is inside an ass, its fine for me. Ive done my purpose.

Cable part V After mooning around all morning and worrying about what I had done yesterday and playing with my own ass trying to calm the sensations that were still there, I jumped in the car and headed to the doctor's office. What the hell had I done anyway, what was wrong with me? Never even thought about a guy for sex and then let two of them fuck me bare and cum in me and then they were both poz. What would happen if I did catch it, what about my wife and family. I was torn to pieces with worry now, no matter that it had felt amazing and been about the best sex I had ever had. I could never meet a gay guy again, I knew, without remembering and now knowing what they went through and how it could feel. I was able to get right in to the doctor. When he came in was a problem though. How could I explain this to him. I somehow got it out and hoped he could understand some of my gibberish as I could hardly talk about it and must have almost sounded like a fool to him. To my surprise though he seemed a little amused but mostly concerned. He did a little checkup and some other tests and then wrote me up a prescription for the PEP. He said to start it immediately and don't miss any for the next 30 days and then check back and we will run some more tests and then again in about 3 months or so to make sure. I went home with my new prescription and took a dose and then had to find a good hiding place for the rest as I surely did not want my wife to find it. I now felt I had everything under control and could relax and go back to my regular straight life. For the rest of that week everything was back to normal except for an occasional tingle in my ass, which I had to sneak into the bathroom to rub and jackoff to a few times. The tingling and memory would not quite quit and go away entirely and only diminish when I played to a tolerable level that I thought I could control completely. Friday came around and my wife's work called saying the one who worked the overnight called in sick and wanted to know if she could do the overnight. Hey, time and a half, sure looks good on a pay check, so she agreed and since she worked 2nd shift it meant I had the entire evening and all night alone. I made plans to just go to a local bar and have a couple of drinks and then home to my lonely bed again as she would not get back until probably around 11 or 11:30 the next morning. I jumped in the shower and got cleaned up and ready to go have a drink. The warm water sure felt good and as I turned around to let it run down my back the warmth ran down the crack of my ass and again the tingling started. I thought, damn, not now, go away but my hand went between my legs and a finger rubbed my hole and soon entered into it. The feeling for some reason was really strong this time and soon I had three or my fingers in me and twisting them about as deep as I could go and my cock was hard as a steel bar again and my other hand was stroking it hard and fast. Too soon it was over as I shot a huge load all over the shower floor. I rested for a minute and then removed my fingers and finished my shower and dressed. I decided I needed that first drink soon so instead of heading clear across town to my regular place I made a beeline for the closest one. It was one I had never been in before but didn't matter to me I just wanted a drink to calm down a little. I entered and immediately knew why I didn't go to bars much anymore as the sound of what passed for music anymore hit me from a way the hell too loud system. I made a almost dash to the bar and grabbed the first stool available. I ordered my drink and drank about half in one gulp. Wow, tasted so good and now I felt almost human again. LOL I turned around on my stool then to take a look around. It was the usual nondescript bar you see in almost any town. A bar, a few tables and some booths on one side and a couple of pool tables at one end. Didn't see anyone I knew at all so turned back to the bar and started to watch the TV above the back bar that was showing a football game of teams I didn't really care about but it was sports. After about a half hour, I am a slow drinker, I ordered another drink. I had just started it when someone sat down beside me. I turned my head to take a look to see who sat down and was greeted by a huge smile. My mouth dropped open and sure enough it was one of the cable guys from the other day, the first one to be exact. He said hi, how are you doing? I couldn't even speak at first, but my ass and cock immediately both twitched and my cock started to inch up. What the hell is all I could think. He again spoke wanting to know if I remembered him or not? I finally found my voice and told him that I did but the words came out almost garbled. He kind of grinned at my confusion and then leaned towards me and asked how I had enjoyed the other day. I told him it was pretty good. He then said that if I wanted some more to just say the word and he would be glad to oblige and his partner was over playing pool and he was sure he would love to also. He leaned my way again and told me they had talked about it all week long. How they had really enjoyed fucking my virgin hole and filling it up with their toxic juice. It had been a long time since they had had that tight of a hole to use. I was totally flustered by what he was saying and the twitching and feeling in my ass and cock were driving me crazy. He went on to tell me they had got ahold of another guy just a couple of days ago and both had fucked him all night long. He was pretty sure that guy would convert too and laughed good and loud about it. He said they hadn't told that guy they were poz so he would get a big surprise later. I could barely take another sip of my drink as my hand was shaking so much. I said it had been a nice time but I had went to the doctor the next day and was now taking meds to stop the HIV from taking. He was really surprised by that and told me he thought I had enjoyed what we had done and was going to convert since I had also let his bud do me too. He got up then and headed to the back of the bar and I thought that would be the last I saw of him. A few minutes passed and I got up to go to the restroom. I went in and it was small with only two urinals side by side with no partitions. I went to the far one and as I started to take a piss the door opened and the second cable guy came in and up to the other urinal. He pulled that big cock of his out and I could not take my eyes off of it at all. I was done peeing myself but just stood there watching his cock drain. He turned to look at me and then downward where my own cock was now hard and standing straight up almost. I glanced up at him nervously and he smiled and then turned my way as he finished and kind of shook his cock at me. I couldn't help myself as I reached for it and took it in my hand. It started growing as I had to stroke it and soon was at its full size and pointing, it seemed directly at my face. It was beyond me as I leaned forward and took it in my mouth and started to suck it. He moaned and told me that really felt nice and he knew his bud was wrong when he had told him I didn't want them anymore. I sucked him for about 5 minutes and then he pushed me off of it and told me we had better get out of there before someone came in and caught us like that. As we left the toilet he was telling me he just knew I had liked the other day too much to not want more and he sure wanted some more of my nice tight ass. I told him what I had told his bud that I was taking the meds to prevent what they had. He just smiled and told me that he was sure if I would just listen to my own body, that I would go home and dump the meds out and just take their gift and enjoy myself more. I almost collapsed on the bar stool as I was shaking so much and he proceeded back to his pool game. I started to watch the game again and was sipping at my drink again. I hadn't noticed but there were very few people left in the bar now even though it was a ways from closing. As I was just finishing up my drink the two cable guys came up and sat on each side of me. I could hardly gulp the last couple of drops of my drink down with the lump that formed in my throat and the thoughts that flashed through my mind of the other day. They both reached out and put a hand on each of my legs and slowly rubbed their way up to my crotch and then one hand was feeling my balls and the other stroked my cock through my pants. I was immediately hard and almost came in my pants. The first cable guy leaned over and said his bud told him I had sucked him in the restroom and wanted to know if he could get a little head from me too. I could only look at him and nod my head. He said follow us then and I got up and just followed them out like they had a rope on me. They went out and then around to the side of the bar to a stairway going up. The second guy told me they had an apartment right up over the bar and we could do what we wanted to there. I went up the stairs and into their apartment meekly and could not for the life of me say why. It was just a little apartment with a livingroom, kitchen, bathroom and two bedrooms. They led me into the bedroom and one of them started to kiss me and both were taking my and their clothes off as they traded kissing me back and forth between them. As they kissed me they were running their hands all over my body and rubbing my ass and cock. I couldn't help myself it felt so good and so right. Soon the first guy pulled me over to the bed and laid down on it and pulled my head down towards his cock. I found myself crawling up between his legs and soon his cock was deep in my throat and I was sucking him like my life depended on it. As I was doing this the other guy got behind me and soon I felt his mouth and tongue on my ass as he started to work on my hole. I almost jumped to the ceiling when he started that it was so sensitive. My ass and cock were both just almost jumping of their own accord from the sensations he was causing again and soon he was running a finger in and out of my hole while his tongue licked me and he wet my hole with his spit slicking it up. It didn't take long before I could tell he had me opened up more and then two and then three fingers were in my hole again and I was absolutely bouncing and could not hold still. The cable guy I was sucking was hard as nails and moaning and telling me how good it felt. I was sucking and licking and then would lick my way down to his balls and lick and suck them also. As I started to lick my way down to his balls a second time the guy behind me started to rotate his fingers back and forth in my hole more and then I could tell that is felt different again and then it dawned on me that he now had all four of his fingers buried in my ass and was driving me wild with the pressure on my prostrate. He leaned over me as I was sucking on his buddies balls and told me he was going to get his thumb in my too before he fucked me. I gasped at that but didn't move away and came back to the cock and sucked the entire length of it into my mouth and down into my throat as I felt him put his thumb against my hole and push. It was too much and hurt like hell but with a cock buried in my throat and him behind me I couldn't move nor make more than a gasping noise and then I felt his thumb enter me and his fingers probe further than they ever had before. He said omg I bet if I had more lube I would have my whole hand in there. That is such a tight feeling I can't wait to fuck you again. With that he pulled his hand back and I was empty again and found that it was almost unbearable. I needed my hole filled. It was only a few second though and he drove his cock into me, the entire length in one stroke, making me gasp around the cock in my mouth again. He immediately started to pound my hole hard and fast. He leaned over me again and told me that I should have seen my hole when he pulled his hand away, it must have torn it some when he drove that much in me and was bleeding again and he wanted to cum in me while it was there and make sure that my meds could not help. I couldn't move again when he said that but the feeling in my ass made me suck all the harder and then the first guy said I am going to cum and grabbed my head so I couldn't pull back and started to unload in my mouth. As I got the taste of the first cum other than my own my cock erupted too and the load from it was so intense it hit me in the chin. My ass tightened up from my orgasm and the guy in my ass yelled here it cums as he unloaded his toxic cum deep in my ass and shoved into me as hard and deep as he could. We rested for a bit after that and then they traded places and did me again and with almost the same result as before. I now realized that I liked the taste of cum now too but the best was having my ass fucked raw and filled with their hvl cum. We traded around most of the night then and I ended up with 3 loads from each of them in my ass this time. When I finally was able to stagger into my home, I went to my hiding place and grabbed my meds and dumped them down the toilet. I decided that it was way too much fun getting fucked to worry about that again. About 3 weeks later and after meeting up with the cable guys a few more times, I came down with a terrible case of what seemed like the flu. A trip to the doctor showed I was now positive and another test about two more months later confirmed it. Now, I just wonder how I can break it to my wife and then I also wonder if I should tell her and maybe one time she will break down and let me fuck her again? Who knows what will happen now.

Cable part III As the cable guy stood up, I could only lay there wondering what the hell had I just done. Had never done anything with a guy before nor even thought about doing anything and now I had sucked a cock and been fucked and found out the guy was hiv positive on top of that. I was totally dumbfounded and had no idea what to do now. The cable guy meanwhile was getting dressed and then asked if I had liked what we had done. I really didn't know what to answer but told him it had felt pretty good but what should I do now? Do about what is all he wanted to know. Just enjoy and if you like I can send my buddy down and let him show you more if you want. I kind of looked at him like he was crazy but then he layed down beside me again and his hand went to my hole and rubbed it and I about jumped off the bed with the feelings that caused. I couldn't believe my ass still felt tingly and actually my thoughts were it needed more. He said you have my poz load in you now and it sure feels like you want more of that, so why not? I could only lay there and moan in pleasure as he rubbed my hole. I couldn't believe I wanted any more of that but couldn't bring myself to say it. He told me he was going upstairs now but to just stay right there and he would send his bud down now. I could only lay there and squirm as my hole was actually wanting more attention. When he went, I found myself reaching down and touching my hole and then even stuck my own finger in a bit. I kind of stirred it around in the sloppy hole I now had and then brought my finger up and looked at it up close. It was covered in white cum but had a tinge of pink to it. I wondered and put my finger back down and into me again and actually put two in together and then looked again. I had a nice big glob of cum on them now and it definitely had what looked like a bit of red to it. I thought, damn he did scrape me some. Mesmerized by it I found myself bringing my fingers up more and then licking them a little and then just stuck my fingers in my mouth and tasted the cum and cleaned them off. It wasn't bad tasting I thought. I then heard footsteps coming down the stairs but they sounded like a bigger person so was sure they weren't my wife's feet making the noise. The other cable guy entered the room then. He told me he liked what he could see and that his partner had told him I was ready for some more. As he was saying that he was pulling off his shorts and wow, another nice looking big cock flew out. It looked to be as big as the other guys. He saw me staring and told me that yep it was like the other one's and some of their friends called them the twins as they a were almost identical cocks. He moved to the side of the bed and leaned over me and I took his cock in my mouth. The second cock ever and I found I was loving the taste of them. I sucked and then licked the length of it and then licked his balls too and then sucked it again. Must have been doing reasonable anyway as he got really hard quickly and was moaning his pleasure too. After a few minutes of this he pulled out of me and moved to the end of the bed. He reached out and spread my legs and told me that was a great view of cum leaking out of my ass. I told him he better hurry as I was worrying about my wife and he said not to worry as they had her helping run the cables while they hooked up connectors and she would be busy for at least another 20 minutes to a half hour. He then lifted my legs up and dove into my ass with his mouth and had his tongue in my fast. I about jumped through the ceiling if felt so good. He was eating my ass and I was loving every second of it. After a few minutes of that he started working his way up me like his bud had done earlier. First to my balls and then to my cock, sucking the whole thing down his throat. I could hardly believe I was that hard again so soon after cumming twice already. He then moved up and sucked my nipples and then up to my neck and then planted a kiss on me as he rammed what felt like three fingers into my hole. I yelped a little but it was muffled by our mouths together and his tongue driving into mine. As he broke off the kiss, he told me how nice my hole felt on his fingers and that he bet it was going to feel great around his cock too. I asked him if he knew his partner had HIV and he smiled and told me that he definitely knew that. As he replaced his fingers in my hole with his cock he reached up and pulled his tshirt off too. I immediately looked to see if he had any tats and sure enough he had one. It was just above his cock and about 3" around and it was the biohaz one. He made sure I was looking and then immediately started to ram his cock into me. Deep, hard and fast strokes as he leaned down to my mouth again and told me, see I knew about my bud as I am the one that pozzed him and I am too. I couldn't move again for a bit. As my mouth dropped open he clamped his lips to mine and I just let him ravage my mouth with his tongue. His pounding of my ass just seemed to increase in intensity and I could not stop it as if felt too good. My mind was racing though with thoughts of what the hell am I doing conflicting with wanting it to never stop. He started to grab my legs then and lifted them high up and tipped me almost upside down and then really went to pile driving my ass. I could only moan and whimper with the pleasure it was causing in my hole and my cock was rock hard again too. He kept it up for quite some time it seemed and then I felt it again. My cock was spurting again and with the position we were in it was directly above my mouth and I opened wide and swallowed every drop of my own cum. As I was cumming he told me he could feel my ass twitching around his cock and I better get ready. With that he rammed as hard as he could one more time as deep as he could and told me he was cumming. I could actually feel his cock pumping his toxic cum into my torn up hole and my own cock was tingling again but was spent this time. As we calmed down from it he lowered me down and then as his cock got limp and slipped out of me he moved to lay down beside me and took me in his arms. He held me for a bit and told me how great it felt and hoped I had liked it too. He then told me that the two of them were always on the lookout for nice guys like me with neg holes to convert and I would probably. He got up some and looked and told me he could see cum leaking out of my hole some and reached down and pushed it back in telling me it should just stay in there and do its job. He showed me his finger then and I was started as it had some definite red on it. He said there was some bleeding and their bugs were already probably in me and going to town. He then got up and started to get dressed. I couldn't think of anything else to do so I did too. As we both went upstairs then he said that sometimes the cable acted up and if it did to call and they would come back and check it and me out if I wanted. I am thinking it may act up somehow.

I'm glad things are ok with you. Sounds like you thought about this a lot. I wish you and your partner the best. Please keep us posted.

Tad and Willie lay side by side on their backs upon the floor too exhausted by their gang rapes to move. Willie's eyes were closed and his face was coated with patches of dried semen and flecks of blood from his many small facial wounds. The fair skin of his lean body was marred by bruises and scratches, welts and the cum of several dozen rapes. His prick was rubbed raw by hours of rough masturbation which left it as swollen as his bruised testicles. As he lay unmoving and barely breathing, he moaned constantly in a low drone of pain. Tad was not nearly in such bad condition as Wolf had protected him from the more viscous attacks perpetrated on Willie's teenage flesh. Tad's lips were swollen from sucking dozens of hard pricks and his face was smeared with the cum they had produced. But he had few cuts and just a little bruising from the few slaps he had received to remind him of his place. His body too contained the traces of dozens of ejaculations but he bore little evidence of physical abuse beyond his swollen nipples and the bruise on his balls from Wolf's cruel punch. Wolf had not allowed Tad to be masturbated or his balls to be beaten or anything larger than a his own prick to be shoved into Tad's ass. He had been treated kindly compared to battered Willie and he ought to be grateful for Wolf's kind attentions. But Tad was not grateful because he had a fear that Wolf was only saving him for something worse. Tad's head was swimming from the pain in his body and his mind. He felt as if the table were turning slowly beneath him like a children's carousel. As he drifted from cruel consciousness to the kindness of sleep, he heard two distant voices which he recognized as if through a fog. "What do we do with the fuckers now, Wolf, off em?" Piston's voice was a conspiratorial whisper. "Naw, we'll take the cocksuckers to the dungeon where we can really have some fucking fun," Wolf's replied sotto voce. "Fucking for fun and profit," Piston laughed softly. "You bet! These shits will be fucking money makers," Wolf replied in a dark whisper. Tad heard no more. He joined Willie in the kingdom of blissful oblivion. For a few hours he would not have to worry about what Wolf's dark words meant. as I said I hope you enjoyed!