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Jess' birthday was in September. Thad and I made it a special for him with a gang bang after which we locked his cock in a chastity cage, which we decided wouldn't won't come off him M.A.L. in January. We were on a tight schedule for Folsom Street Fair as Thad my BF had to catch a flight to Vietnam and Jess had to be back in school. We left NYC on late on Friday and were staying at Max's place which is a few blocks from Mr-S. Max took my fisting cherry when I was 19 at I.M.L Saturday we took Jess to Mr-S, leaving him there as I went to buy some toys. Jess seemed happy looking at all the eye candy, getting himself gawked over, and being grouped as he was fresh meat. As Jess was not yet 21, there were only a few places we could take him, but still he had fun. Still, the real fun would occur on Sunday. If you have never been to Folsom Street about 250,000 people, show up and do almost anything you want on the street in public. Jess spent some time in the puppy mosh pit having a blast. At one point we asked Master Tiano to flog Jess, after which, his ass and back being bright red from the flogging, and while still on an endorphin high, we took Jess to the sidewalk. It was time for Thad and me to have some fun with Jess. We pulled out his pup tail and started to fuck him as Max came by and asked if he could get his dick sucked by Jess, with the result Jess was spit-roasted and gagged on Max's dick, which was pierced with a P.A. When Max asked if he could dump a load into Jess I reasoned "Why not? Maybe one day Max will have end-up with his hand up Jess' hole, perhaps even as deeply as Max's had had been when he fisted me.

I've been busy and a few chapters I came up with I don't really like how they turned out so they're in the bin. ------ Part 78 - The Role Play Ryan tapped out his reply hinting that he was running out of patience and wasn’t interested in just messaging back and forth. It was a hookup app, after all. He knew more about this guy’s life than he did his own boyfriend’s from the two weeks worth of messages. The guy seemed nice enough - just out of a relationship that ended because he was accused of being too vanilla. The guy asserted he wanted to be a lot more adventurous but wasn’t sure how. Ryan had told him that he too had once been quite vanilla, but had evolved into a try-almost-anything guy. He even told him that he could help the guy out. When his phone buzzed he almost ignored it, figuring the guy was going to keep dragging it out and not meet. His curiosity won out, though, and he looked. “Can we meet tonight?” was the message and Ryan had to read it two or three times to make sure he was reading it right. Ryan smiled. Tonight was his night off and Steven was working until close. "Sure. When? Where?” Ryan replied. A minute or so later he got an answer. “8? My place.” Another message got the address which was a dorm room near his own. Ryan sent a message to Steven telling him he was going to hookup and should be home a little later than him. He cleaned up and grabbed some lube, condoms (both tampered and safe) and a bottle of poppers and was on his way. Ryan knocked on the door of the dorm in a building a few blocks from his. The door opened and there stood the guy, obviously nervous. “Uh… Hi…” the guy said as he looked over Ryan. Ryan was checking out his hookup and at least the pics seemed to match the guy. He was standing there in basketball shorts and a tank top, his short military cut hair topping a cute face with a little chin patch goatee. His body was average - neither muscled nor skinny and Ryan knew he wasn’t hiding a six-pack under his shirt. His legs seemed to be pretty hairy and his long toes matched his long fingers. Ryan would soon find out that his hookup had a decent cock, but his bigger interest was the firm ass and tight hole that he had. There was no ink, no piercings, not even an sinister grin that said that this guy had any edge to him at all. Hopefully he would let Ryan push him past his staid sexual past and get at least a little wild. “Hi. Can I come in or are we just going to look at each other here for a while?” Ryan said jokingly. “Oh… Sorry. Yeah, come on in. I’m Jon.” “Hi Jon, Ryan. Nice room you have here. Looks like a few thousand other ones on campus. You have a roommate?” Ryan asked. “Yeah, he’s at his girlfriend’s apartment and won’t be back until midnight or tomorrow morning,” Jon replied. “Cool. There’s nothin worse than having a guy’s roommate walk in mid-fuck. Had it happen once and it was really awkward,” Ryan with a chuckle, while looking around the room. “This is my bed… uh… I guess we can use it,” Jon said pointing out the bed on which was positioned a large teddy bear. Ryan immediately decided that he was going to have to take charge or this session would take all night. He walked over and sat down on the bed and then lay back, remarking “Come on, I won’t bite unless you’re into that.” Jon cautiously went to the bed and sat, leaning a bit so he was angled towards Ryan, who asked “Your profile says you’re a bottom and looking to get more adventurous. What kinds of things have you done?” “Nothin crazy. Just sucking 'n' fucking,” Jon replied, clearly uncomfortable.. “Yeah, that’s definitely not crazy. It’s pretty much the bare minimum. What kinds of stuff do you want to try?” Ryan asked. “Uh… I… don’t know. My boyfriend, uh… ex-boyfriend said I was a boring fuck. I don’t know what to do to make it different,” Jon replied, now visibly upset and seemingly almost about to cry. “Do you watch any porn? You can get lots of ideas there. Some of ‘em suck, but it gives you a place to start” Ryan replied, realizing that this might be a lot more work than he was planning on. “No, I’ve never watched any porn. I was too scared that people would think I was a perver,” Jon answered. “If you have a roommate that spends most of his time away, you have a perfect place to watch some porn and jerk off while you see some of the stuff that guys do besides just suck 'n' fuck,” Ryan said looking around the room. Spying a tablet he asked "Is this yours?” Jon nodded and Ryan picked it up. He opened a browser and headed to his favorite porn site. “First thing you do is use private mode on the browser. That way these sites don’t end up in your history so if anyone looks through your tablet, then they don’t know you’ve been looking at porn,” Ryan explained. Jon nodded and moved over closer to Ryan to see the screen. “This site has a section for gay porn and then here you can see categories. Just pick what turns you on and look at the little preview windows,” Ryan continued, selecting the category 'fetish'. He noted with amusement Jon’s mouth drop at some of the titles and the pictures. “We could watch some bits of these vids and then do the same things ourselves, or we could just set up a scene and do it,” Ryan suggested. “Uh, let's try the second one,” Jon said, apparently stunned by the images. “OK, this is called role play. We think up a scene, like in a movie, and just ad lib it,” Ryan explained as he stood up and set the tablet on the desk. He knew he was going to have to direct everything, but figured he could make it as hot as he wanted. “How do I know what to do? Or say?” asked Jon. “Just think what someone in that situation would do. There’s probably not going to be much talking after the first few minutes anyway,” Ryan replied. “Do you have any ideas?” Jon asked innocently and falling right into Ryan’s hands. “Uh… Let me think… OK. Take your clothes off and lay down on your bed. Let’s say I found you in your room in a bath house. I’ve been cruising around looking for a hot guy to fool around with. OK?” Ryan said as he pushed his shoes off and dropped his jeans. “What’s a bath house?” Jon asked as he nervously stripped his shorts and shirt off. “A gay bath house is a place where guys can go to fuck. They usually have a public place to play and a sauna or pool, showers, a locker room, and a bunch of private rooms you can rent if you don’t want guys watching you fuck” Ryan said. “I don’t think I would go to a place like that,” Jon responded. “Not before. But as you get more curious about sex, you might want to try it. Now, lay face down,” Ryan said. Jon looked back at Ryan now standing in his room naked except for a bulging jock strap. He felt intimidated since Ryan seemed to feel so comfortable naked in front of a stranger. He lay down on his stomach and looked off the side of the bed, unsure of what Ryan might do next. Ryan walked up to the bed and rubbed his hand over Jon’s firm, lightly furry ass. “Mmmm. Nice. I assume since you left the door open, you’d like some company,” Ryan said, dragging a finger along the crack in Jon’s ass. Jon gasped. There was a long pause as he just looked up at Ryan. “Uh… yeah I… would,” Jon said. “Since you’re showing your pretty ass off, I’m gonna guess you like to get fucked which is good, since I’m looking to fuck a hot hole,” Ryan said as he moved his body up to Jon’s head while letting his fingers run down Jon’s back. Ryan’s cock was now straining the fabric and with one finger he pulled open the side and let it pop free. Jon looked at the stiff shaft that was right in front of his face. “I think you should suck it first and get it slick with your spit,” Ryan said. Jon’s eyes were wide open and Ryan could feel his body trembling under his fingers. Slowly, Jon moved closer and first started to lick with his tongue around the head and then down the cock. “Come on, open up and suck it like a good bottom boy should,” Ryan said. Jon was startled. No one had ever talked to him like that. He had only sucked six cocks before that night and most had pushed him to his knees and then guided his head to their cocks and then let him bob up and down on it until they wanted to fuck him or they came in his mouth. Ryan felt Jon’s lips surround his cock and then Jon started to suck. Ryan put his hand on the back of Jon’s head and started pushing Jon’s head further down. Jon had never really had his face fucked and having a cock being thrust into his mouth and then throat was a new experience. He tried not to panic but it took a few minutes to relax and get used to having a cock fill his mouth. Ryan was just nudging the tip of his cock into Jon’s throat, knowing if he went further that Jon would gag and probably puke. When he felt Jon relax he gave a few more strokes and pulled Jon’s head off his cock. “Pretty good, cocksucker. Let’s see if you’re even better on your knees,” Ryan mused. Jon looked up at Ryan who was backing away from the bed to give him room to kneel. He rolled off the bed and was embarrassed to see his cock pointing straight out. Normally his cock stayed soft the entire time he was having sex. “Hurry up, I know this isn’t the first time you’ve been on your knees in front of a cock. You probably have been on them all day, sucking every guy you could find in here,” Ryan said. Jon was a little confused but then realized it must be part of the role play. Ryan guided Jon’s head back on his cock and started to thrust in while holding his head still. After several minutes of face fucking, Ryan paused, instructing Jon “Relax your throat.” Then Ryan slowly pushed his cock all the way in. Jon’s lips were planted on Ryan’s trimmed pubes and he held it there for several seconds until he could feel Jon fighting to pull away. “Yeah, that felt good. You need to practice more so you can stay down longer” Ryan said while Jon gasped for air. Jon instinctively went back down on Ryan’s cock and after a dozen strokes, pushed all the way down on his own. He counted the seconds off and got to seven when he had to pull back. He looked up and Ryan was staring back down at him with a big grin. He inhaled deeply and did it once again, making it to nine seconds before he had to breathe. “See, you just need practice. Now, show me that hot ass of yours again. Bend over the bed” Ryan commanded. “Yes, sir” Jon said. He laid his chest on the mattress and his knees were on the floor. He was worried since he couldn’t see what Ryan was going to do. Moments later, he felt two hands pull has ass apart and then Ryan spat on his hole. This was different than all of the other times he had been fucked. His ex usually had him on all fours, lubed up his cock and then dropped some lube on his hole and then pushed in. He could feel the cool air on his wet hole and then felt the hot breath blow on it. Ryan buried his face in Jon’s butt, attacking the taint and Jon’s hole with his tongue. Jon jumped but then felt a firm hand slap his ass. Ryan ate and sucked on the hole and was surprised that for as little experience that Jon had he did know how to clean his hole out. Moans were coming out of Jon and the pitch changed as he experienced each new way that Ryan’s tongue could pleasure him. He wiggled and pushed his ass back, wanting to feel the sensations even deeper. Suddenly Ryan sat back and the cool air once again hit his hole. Jon felt empty. He wanted Ryan’s tongue back working on his pussy. Instead, he felt one of Ryan’s fingers rub round the pucker and then push in. This too was a new feeling and when Ryan pushed a second finger in he began moaning again. Then a third finger squeezed in. This was much bigger than his ex’s cock and the twisting and pushing felt really different. His moans now alternated with whimpers. Jon had always loved getting fucked. He was always mesmerized by the feelings as a cock would fuck in and out of his hole. He would stay still and just concentrate on the feeling. Usually his ex would fuck a while and either cum in the condom or the lube would wear off and then the pleasure turned to pain for Jon and he would make his ex pull out and masturbate until he came all over Jon’s back. Ryan pulled his fingers back and squirted some lube into the slightly gaping hole before he pushed his fingers back in. “You’ve been a naughty bottom boy, haven’t you. I feel cum inside you. You’ve let all those other guys fuck you bare and then cum inside you,” Ryan said with a smirk. He gave a few more strokes with his fingers before pulling them out and then moving in. He slicked his cock up with a little more lube and then tapped his bare cock on Jon’s hole. “NO!” Jon said and then added “They all used condoms. I always use condoms. They just said they used a lot of lube since I’m tight.” Ryan chuckled, realizing that Jon had actually continued the role play. “Yeah, a lot of guys use that excuse. They fucked you raw and then bred you. No need for me to waste a condom if they didn’t,” Ryan said as he pushed in. “Oh my god. No. Please!” Jon said as he felt the cock slide into his hole and then pop past the ring. It did feel different and he knew that Ryan’s cock was longer and thicker than his ex’s, yet seemed to go in so much easier. The fear and panic quickly disappeared as Ryan rocked his hips and filled more and more of Jon’s cunt with cock. Ryan dripped a little more lube on his cock before he started to really drill in. Jon let Ryan fuck him and once again was concentrating on the feeling in his hole from the shaft pumping in and out of his ass. He was frozen on the bed and floor while Ryan fucked him. Whack! Ryan slapped his ass, leaving a large red mark. “Come on, work that ass. Show me you like getting fucked” Ryan said. Jon was shaken out of his trance. “Do what?” he asked. Whack! “Do it! Work your hole around my cock” Ryan said. He tried to squeeze his hole but wasn’t sure that Ryan could feel it. “More! And rock those hips back” Ryan said. That he knew he could do, so Jon pushed his chest off the bed and pushed back against Ryan’s inward thrust. Suddenly he realized he was really part of the fuck. The sensations got stronger as Ryan’s cock pounded into him and he pushed into Ryan. Jon’s cock was still rock hard and now he was feeling Ryan’s balls slap into his. Ryan hammered in several times and then pulled his cock all the way out, leaving Jon pushing back against air. “Don’t want to cum just yet… Get up on the bed on your back, leaving your ass over the edge” Ryan said. Shocked at the sudden emptiness, Jon did as he was told without thinking. All he wanted was to feel that cock back inside him. Ryan rolled him back on his shoulders and said “Grab your legs, pull em back” as he tapped his cock against the open hole. Ryan looked down at Jon and smiled, pushing his bare cock back inside. “Oh fuck!” Jon exclaimed as every inch slid into his hole. Ryan’s hips rolled and he started fucking faster and faster while leaning over between Jon’s legs. He reached forward and twisted Jon’s nipples and felt Jon’s hole clamp down on his cock. His moans and grunts got louder and louder as did Jon’s, anyone walking by the room would know that someone was getting fucked. Fifteen minutes of pounding and Ryan knew his time was up. His balls were pulled tight to his body and his cock was throbbing with each stroke. He looked down at Jon and locked eyes with him. He saw Jon in total bliss and said “I’m gonna breed you.” Jon nodded, unable to do much else but enjoy the new feelings. Ryan thrust his cock in deep and felt his cock pulse as shot after shot of charged seed pumped into Jon’s unsuspecting chute. He slammed his cock in twice more as the last spurts of cum filled the sloppy hole. Ryan stood there staring back at Jon for a few more moments and then pulled his cock out and lowered Jon’s legs. He grabbed Jon’s shorts and wiped the cum off his cock and went over and put his clothes on. Jon was still panting on his bed, stunned at what just happened. “Hey, you want me to leave the door open so the other guys can take a turn on that great ass of yours?” Ryan said as he slowly opened the dorm room door. Jon replied “No, I’m done for tonight. I hope we can do it again some time.” “Yeah, that turned out a lot better than I thought it would. Same time tomorrow. You’re going to make a good cum dump” Ryan said as he walked through the door.

Part 14 After Justin pulled out it was time for the each member of the group to take a turn at seeding the straight boy’s ass. All the while keeping him extremely high and filling his head with the idea that he would only be sexually satisfied by a cock in his ass. Jason knew he was getting fucked, his brain struggling with the conflict of disgust and the pleasure he was receiving. What he didn’t know was that each load given to him had that extra special ‘gift’. The figured to slowly expose him to the truth that they were not only turning him into a bareback bottom, but a pozzing his straight, neg ass (a double conversion). It was well into Saturday afternoon even they finally let him out of the sling to have a break, get some food in him before continuing his double conversion. Jason could feel humans coming down from the drugs and surprised the group by asking, “Think I can get another one of those slams before I start getting fucked again?” When Justin hard his brother’s request he looked him in the eye and asked, “Is my little bro starting to like getting fucked while high?” Jason couldn’t deny the transformation he was experiencing as he willingly climbed back into the sling, held out his arm and simply said, “Yes, slam me up and fuck me please.” If Jason was asking for a slam, the group figured he should get a double slam, one in each arm. That would send him higher then he’d been to that point. As Jason watched then apply the tourniquet to his right arm he felt the other arm being worked on. With a number of the group watching the administering of the double slam he knew not to question or resist. Both points were inserted almost simultaneously as they counted down “3-2-1” and both points are emptied together into Jason’s veins. The tourniquet on the right arm was removed first. Jason felt the familiar warmth into his chest followed by a strong cough. As his rush began the tourniquet on the left arm was removed. Jason was not prepare for the additional meth. He coughed out hard 4-5 times and could barely focus on anything going on around him as he drooled and attempted to speak. Some around him thought to hear him say “Oh fuck yeah” others thought he said “Oh fuck me”. Either way, Jason was again getting fucked as each and every member there dropped dirty load after dirty load inside Jason’s ass. By this point Jason was definitely enjoying getting fucked as he clearly was moaning in pleasure with every thrust have into him. A little over an hour later he started become more coherent and was clearly heard saying, “Come on, fuck that ass. Give me that cock of yours. I need you to fucking breed me.” David was fucking him at this point and figured now was as good of a time as any to let the formerly straight jock know what he was really getting. Looking down at Jason without breaking his fuck stride David asked, “Does our jock boy like getting fucked? You gonna take dick in your ass from now on? Is Jock boy through with female pussy? You ready to be our bareback bottom cum dump?” David punctuated each question with a hard and deep thrust. Jason would answer after each question, “Yes”. It’s was the last question that caught him a little bit by surprise when David asked, “Are you ready to get pregnant? Ready for my gift? You ready for another dirty load of cum? Ready for my high poz viral load?” Jason knew from the start that every guy who fucked him was fucking him bare. Hell that’s how he fucked the girls from school, of the girls he fucked thought he got her pregnant only for her to have her period a week later. But now he was the one getting fucked raw and hacking guys shoot their cum inside his body. Seeing a slight look of shock on his younger brother face Justin leaned in towards his brother telling him, “That’s right little bro, after we’re done with you this weekend you’re going to be just like the older bro, a cock craving gay bareback, HIV positive bottom. You’ll be laying in bed from now not just thinking about a cock in your ass, but a bare, raw cock that will eventually gives you exactly what you need besides a good fucking. It will give you the cum you truly want.” As much as the thought of being HIV positive upset Jason, he knew deep then that he was having the next sex in his young life. He looked up at David, who was getting close to delivering his toxic load, and said, “FUCK! Give me your dirty load. Get me fucking pregnant.” That was all David needed to hear as he slammed balls deep into Jason and emptied his balls into the new cum dump, bareback bottom.

It wasn't long before I received multiple snapchats of my boy stripping in the parking structure of the gym. Good boy I thought to myself as I started to get ready for work. Before leaving for the office I grabbed an empty bottle, and a few water bottles. He will get every load today. I got in the car and realized that my ass was pretty sore, I can't believe I took a POZ load. The thought of it brought a uneasy feeling to my stomach, but at the same time, got me horny for converting Trevor. A few hours into work I had to piss, so I text Trevor, "I've got to piss, are you able to come?" his reply came quick, "I can't get there until 11am Sir." "Ok I'll bring the bottle to you, stay at work and I want you to drink it while sitting in my lap in my car." "Yes Sir" he answered. I pissed into the bottle by my car, and drove it to his work. He was waiting by his car in the structure for me, and when I parked he jumped in the passenger seat, kissed me deep, started to take his clothes off and smiling the whole time. I could see his chastity device through his jock strap and his cock was definitely trying to get hard. He finished stripping and tried to hop over the center console, "nuh, uh uh" I said. Out and around. His smile dropped a little, but he was quick to obey, he hopped out of the car and on his way to my side, I locked the doors. Trevor heard the locks, and his smile really faded. He started to look nervous, I started the car and put the car in reverse, moved it an inch and I saw him almost jump in embarrassment and nerves. I stopped the car, unlocked and he jumped in, grabbed my face and kissed me while straddling me. "You scared me so bad, thank you for not leaving Sir," he said looking into my eyes. "You're welcome slut, now drink up we both have to get back to work" He nodded and grabbed the bottle. He drank it down like he just ran a marathon, "wow boy, thirsty? should I have more next time?" He took the last gulp and laughed out of breath from drinking so fast. "I won't complain about that Sir" He kissed me and hopped out of the car, I locked it again, and he was not amused. He opened the other side, got in and started putting on the clothes. "Come up with any more rules yet?" I asked. "Yes Sir, a few" "Tell me one" "Well, you called me your boyfriend earlier, but we haven't been on a date before.." "and?" "Well, do you want a date night? Once a week? he asked. "You mean out in the public eye?" "yes, but if I may request we start away from this area, and then we can move closer and closer." "Yes we can do that, I'd like that." He reached across the console and kissed me again, "see you later". "I've never said bye to my toilet before" I replied with a wink. I watched him as he ran back to work, if I'm not crazy it looked a little more flamboyant than I remember. I drove back to work, and of course once I arrived I had to pee again. "I have to pee again", I texted him. "haha thats funny, I'll drink it when ever I can next, do you have a bottle?" he said. "yes I'll save it for later," I replied. The day dragged on, but by the end I had 4 bottles filled with piss. He will drink them tonight. When I got off work, I went straight to the house Trevor is watching, and like a good boy, he greeted me at my car, in a jock strap, kissed me and brought my bag in. When we got inside he handed me a list, at the top was date night. 1. Date night minimum 1 night per week unless I've had physical connection with my girlfriend, then up to you. 2. I'll unfollow, any instagram and twitter models that are female, so I don't get any stimulus from them. 3. I'll sign onto your iPad so you can monitor my conversations, especially with my gf, and punish me accordingly. 4. I'll go get my sperm checked, and freeze my sperm if it works just incase. 5. I get a tattoo of your choosing. "Wow boy, I like the list, that will definitely give me more control, I like the iPad idea. How's your ass feeling?" "I'm glad, and good, why do you ask Sir?" "Just wondering, I'm dying to put a load inside it, and here." I said handing him a bottle of piss, "grab me a beer, and take that plug out." I had him ride me as I sat in a chair, telling him to work his ass like a pro, and to drink my piss at the same time. He did great, beer never tasted so good. I almost came a couple times, I stopped him each time and grabbed another beer or two. I slapped his ass and told him to go grab whats in the large compartment in my bag. "Sir... This this is huge." he said holding the hollow plug. "I know, and its going in your ass right now, I'm going to use your ass like a urinal, turn around and on your hands and knees slut." He did as he was told, I put a dildo in the hollow plug to keep it more rigid, and slowly pressed it in. "you had nothing to fear, your slutty ass loved it and practically swallowed it whole, now get up and head to the bathroom." I followed his delicious ass to the bathroom and bent him over the tub. The sound of my piss filling his hole was one of the best sounds I'd ever heard, and his ass seemed to be endless. it took it all and even at the end I couldn't see any inside. I took the plug out and told him to let me know when he needed to let it go. It wasn't long before he was sitting on the toilet, letting it out as he sucked my cock. When he was done he got up and reached for the lever, "Wait!" I yelled. "Yes sir?" he seemed shocked at my yelling. "you were really cleaned out there babe" I said looking down into the toilet, a faint yellow tint to the water, otherwise nothing else showed. I grabbed his arm and turned him around twisting his arm behind his back, my other hand on the back of his head, put him on his knees. I looked around and saw a bottle of poppers on the counter. I grabbed them, placed it under his nose and after a big long inhale, I shoved his head into the toilet and fucked his gaping hole, he didn't fight too much, I felt his struggle and pulled him up for air. "More slut?" "Yes Sir" he managed to say between breaths. I shoved his head back in, his hair, my arm drenched in toilet water and piss, I didn't last long this time and came deep into his loose hole. I pulled his head out of the toilet, spit on his face, told him to clean up and meet me back out in the living room. I sat down, sipped a beer, thinking about how amazing my boy is, he is a champ, and I am not sure how he thinks he's straight anymore. I pulled out my iPad, and logged into a sex store website, looking at chastity devices. Trevor walked in and curled up next to me. "Did I upset you sir?" he asked a little sheepishly. "No, but I'm not going to pass up an opportunity to fuck a sluts hole while his heads in a toilet full of my piss. Did you like it?" "I did actually, I drank some of it" he laughed. "wha-!" I exclaimed giving him a playful slap, "you little slut. Pick out a smaller chastity device. If we're going to make you a total bottom with a worthless cock, it really needs to be worthless" I said grabbing his locked up cock squeezing his balls tightly. "Yes sir. I mailed the key by the way it should be there by this weekend when I see her." "good well I hope she doesn't use it" I said winking at him. "Lets go grab a drink somewhere" His eyes opened wide, "what should I wear sir?"

I wrote the original story over a year ago, I appreciate the feedback I’ve received and never got to writing that second chapter but I owe it to those who patiently waited (and asked ;-)) —Again, this is mostly fantasy with inspiration drawn from reality— *Part 2* “Knock knock.” I awoke with a start. How long had I been asleep? It felt like hours but it was more like a few minutes since the porn scene on TV had not changed. “Knock knock.” Oh right, someone was at my door. “Yeah?” I called out while scrambling to hide my contraband in case it was a nosy worker. “It’s me” a familiar voice said and I opened the door to see the Latin stud who had promised to come back. And sure enough, he wasn’t alone. “Sorry, I dozed off,” I said, closing the door behind us. “What’s your name again?” He smiled. “Sorry, I didn’t give it to you earlier. I’m Gabriel.” He motioned to his friend. “This is Jairo, one of my buddies I was tellin’ you about.” My cock started twitching as I surveyed our new company. He was Latino as well, but in his late twenties with closely buzzed hair, several tattoos on his arms and torso, and the hint of a six-pack I was instantly reminded of some boys I went to high school with. I extended my hand to shake. “Hey man, I’m Dino.” He caught my hand at the middle and I had to quickly change my handshake into a fistbump. “Sup bro. Nice ass!,” he added. We stripped off our towels and it was my turn to gush. He was already hard and his cock looked to be about nine inches with a wide, uncut head and a thick vein framing the shaft. “Fuck! That’s nice,” I blurted out, I pulled out the pipe and lighter and offered it to both of them. “I like shotguns by the way,” I said and Jairo nodded as he lit the bowl and rolled it while I got on my knees. He bent down and blew into my mouth, and I wrapped my lips around his head while exhaling a solid cloud of vapor. I felt a tingling in my head as the smoke rolled and directed my senses towards pleasuring the piece of meat in my mouth. “Mmmmmmmmm!” was all I could muster as I started bobbing my head back and forth, adjusting to his girth and length. “Fuuck yea... that’s wassup,” they both grunted in approval while Gabriel started stroking his own, now hard, cock. He then took a long hit and I only pulled my mouth away from the dick in my mouth long enough for a hot, cloudy kiss. More tingling in my brain. “Fuuuck,” I growled as he grinned at me. Jairo patted the mattress, “Up on the bed, I wanna see this dick splitting you.” I eagerly did as I was told and in an instant was on all fours with my ass pointed up. “Fuckin hot,” I heard as Jairo ran his throbbing member up and down my still cum-glazed hole. I started whimpering like a slut in heat as he teased me. “Yeah? You want this bareback dick in you?” he whispered in my ear as I nodded in earnest. “Please.... please stick it in,” I pleaded. “You got it, boy,” he laughed and pushed the head past my hole in one blink. “Oh shit!” I exclaimed as my eyes widened in a mix of pain and pleasure. I turned around to see Jairo closing his own eyes in apparent satisfaction. I knew he wanted to inch his way in but I couldn’t control myself and thrust my ass back on the entire length. “Oh, oh FUUUCK! SHIT,” Jairo moaned as my hole flexed, placing his hands on my sides while Gabriel handed me the pipe. I was so lost in my haze I hadn’t realized he was recording me with his phone. “Nice,” I said, indicating the camera. Looking into the lens, I took the longest hit I could hold while at the same time Jairo slowly started to fuck me. The feeling was bliss and I slowly exhaled another solid cloud of smoke. Gabriel slowly nodded in approval behind the camera and I began thrusting myself to meet Jairo’s jabs. “Fuuuck! Ah! Ah! Ah!Ahhhhhhhyyyyeeeeahhhh,” I screamed into the pillow as he bottomed out and almost hit my second hole. “You like that?” My answer must have been written on my face; “‘Course you do,” he said with a shit-eating grin on his face. “You’re so good... fuckin’ slut getting what he needs.” “Uh-huh,” I automatically nodded as Gabriel set the phone down to give me another shotgun. “Turn over, so he can fuck you missionary,” he muttered and resumed recording. I flipped over and held my legs wide for Jairo to continue his assault on my hole. Facing each other, I now noticed a biohazard tattoo near his hip. “Oh shit!” I thought to myself. I admit I had been turned on by pozzing stories and videos but it was something I never acted on. But now, in my drug-fueled swirl, the flash of hesitation I felt evaporated and a primal desire gripped me as I became fully turned on by the fact that this cholo was barebacking my negative hole with his poisoned rod. “You like charged dick, huh boy?” Jairo asked as he entered all the way and bent forward to kiss and pacify my whimpering with his lips and tongue. He straightened up and closed his eyes. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” was all I could say as I relaxed my body and looked up at the two men with me. “Shit, puto, I’m getting close,” Jairo suddenly said after a few minutes, biting his lip. “Ready for my babies?” he asked and his pace picked up. “Knock that pussy up?” My mind was on autopilot as I gasped out “Yeah! Yeah! Flood me, knock me up with your poz juice!” “Yeah?! You sure? Well - here - it - fucking - COMES! F-F-FUCK!!!!” he yelled and slammed his weight on me as I felt his cock pulse rope after rope of his dirty seed into my hole. “Yeeahhhhh, poz him up, that’s it, that’s it boys,” Gabriel said as Jairo steadied his breath and slowly pulled out. “Don’t worry, you’re still getting more,” he added as I looked longingly at his cock. He straddled my face and lowered himself so I could greedily slurp it clean of all the sweet juices dripping from his foreskin. “Damn bro, you’re fuckin’ down with it. I like that,” Jairo said need a cigarette and shower, catch you in a bit?” “Fuck yeah, for sure!” I said, laying down to relax and let the rush subside. We fist-bumped again and he stepped out, leaving Gabriel and I alone. “You like G?,” he asked and pulled a small bottle and dropper from a bag he’d brought with him. It’d been a while since I’d taken any but I absolutely loved the way it made me even more of a pig. I nodded. “Ooh, yeah.” I took the bitter dose, washed it down with my Gatorade and began the waiting game. That’s all for now!

Been a while since I posted, but last night was a great night that I won't forget. Started off meeting a guy I met on BBRT, went to his place, beautiful highrise view of the lake and downtown, and nice big cock to suck on. Sucked him while enjoying the view, and after a while he wanted to rim my hole. Loved it, slid in and fucked me good and hard. Unfortunately he was a little too poppered up and ended up having to finish him off with my mouth. I got home and had a message from a guy that wanted to get together for a massage trade. I also had a message from a fuckbud. My fuckbud was really horny, and wanted me to bump the other guy. Load or massage? The choice was tough, but in 15 minutes my fuckbud was walking in with me blindfolded, ass up. He made sure to take an extra long time enjoying my mouth. Normally I'm sucking his nice, cut cock for a ltitle while, but last night he knew I was on a schedule and he was going to draw it out as long as he could. There were several times I was sure he was going to blow his load in my throat, but each time he edged it back. After what seemed like an eternity he finally told me to turn around and get on fours so he could fuck me. His first thrust in he paused, I squeezed, he moaned and I knew I had him right where I wanted him! Normally when we fuck he does this, and when I squeeze my ass hard and fasti, it puts him over the edge he'll pound it out then and there. I was gentle with him and didn't do that, I wanted him to enjoy it. It didn't matter in the end, just an occasional squeeze was enough for him decide he had to dump his load. He probably was in my ass only about 10 minutes, but he was here almost an hour. So, I debate, freshen up or not? No, not gonna do it, just a massage right? This guy shows up to my place, and he's like seven foot tall! I give him a great rubdown, when he turns over his cock is standing 8" tall. I think to myself, guess I won't get the massage in return LOL. He's been playing with my cock, and I don't know if he's going to want me to fuck him or what. I decide to start blowing him and after a few minutes he tells me I should sit on it. Who am I to argue. I suggest we go to the bed, and lie back. He makes out with me and starts teasing my hole. He asks me if I need lube, I tell him no I'm good, and he makes a comment about how I must have lubed up for the massage. SURE! Why not! He slides in me and I realize I need a hit of poppers. After I take a deep hit he starts working, and says "oh yeah you've got plenty of lube." Keeps sliding in my hole, and then asks me when I got fucked last "this afternoon" was my response (it's like midnight by then) he starts to laugh and continues to work my hole. A few minutes later he asks me, is that cum in your hole? "Yes" I admit. This makes him hotter, and he keeps working my hole. Another 20 minutes, half a dozen positions later and he pumps another load deep in my hole. Afterwards, he tells me he's neg on prep. I go to bed very much satisfied. Hope to see him again soon! Felt great getting back in the saddle again!

Pump and dump load from a visitor at the hospital down the street. Mid-40s, hairy, bearded, dad bod. Nice cock. Rough fuck, doggy style, in the guest room, until he moaned and unloaded. Then zipped up and left.

Two loads today: I went to my favorite cruisy park near my house. When I arrived lots of cars so I jumped out to go for a walk. Went to the pavilion which is where a lot of action happens. Damn - straight couple having lunch. Apparently they don’t know that guys get fucked on those picnic tables (including me) all the time! Made a quick lap thru the woods, nothing. Came back by pavilion and the couple had left and a straight bud of mine was there. He fucked me last week at the same place. We started to fool around when another cruiser showed up. He was happy to watch as I started to suck my buddy and get him rock hard. Now that he was hard I bent over and he stuck his cock in me and to fuck. Knowing he didn’t have much time before someone might walk up, he pounded quick and hard. He grabbed my hips, let out a load moan and with one final pump, he unloaded completely in me. He pulled up and left. The other guy wanted to eat my cum filled ass so he licked it clean. Right after leaving I got a text from another straight fuck bud. We met at another cruisy place years ago. This guy is a serious red neck but he loves to fuck and get fucked. I went over to his trailer where he lives. He place is pretty scary in appearance and it is filled with fishing poles, hunting equipment and there is an old boat packed in front. He opened the door in camoflouged pants with no shirt or shoes on. He has a little belly but he does physical labor for a living so he is muscular everywhere else. We go in and undress immediately, little talking. This how it always goes. We exchange oral and he starts on my nips when he reaches up and starts to make out. This dude and I have had sex 9-10 times and he always closes his eyes. Funny huh? He grabs my hand and we got to the bed room and 69 for a bit. Then he eats my ass out - a first - and slides his rock hard cock in my ass. Feels good. Normally he likes doggy, I guess so he doesn’t have to look at me. But today he says on your back. As he pounds me, he reaches down and starting kissing and making out with me. I’m surprised but getting into it. I see the strain on his closed eyes and know he’s close. A few thrusts and he unloads. I can feel it but he never grunts or makes much noise. He pulls out and cum is dripping from his dick. I roll him over and start to fuck his red neck ass hard. He buries his face in the pillow and I fuck him as hard as I can slapping his ass. I tell him to take my dick and my load. He loves it but would never admit it. Soon I fill his hole good. We get up, get dressed without talking and I said good bye as I leave. He says be in touch. Yes he will. Here is a pic of his trailer. It’s not the grey one but the beige one on the left. It’s fucking disgusting but a cum dump goes anywhere for a load. ??

So I told you guys I would update y’all on my situation with this. So here it is. Let’s call the older guy daddy, and his son will be “D” After all all this was said and done. I dropped his son off and went home for awhile. Daddy texted me after I got home and said “he’ll be gone all night. Come over.” So I did . (My load count at this point is 2) I knock in the door and daddy is already in boxers hard as rock. He pulls me into a kiss before I’m even in the house. His hands are exploring my body and he makes his way to my ass. He picks me up and takes me to the couch and whispers “i missed that hole. “ “it’s only been a few hours. “ I said. His index finger finds its way into my cum sloppy hole. I felt his cock grow even harder than it was. “You let d breed you boy?” “Yes sir. He was my first” daddy pushed me on my back and plunged his cock into my hole. He fucked my hole hard and fast. “who fucks you better babe?” He moans. “You do sir.” I say. “Fuck yeah I do, here it cums.” He slams hard into me and I feel his cock pulsate as he shoots another big load into me (giving me my 3rd of the night.) A mix of his and his sons load runs out of my hole and passed my jock. He kisses me and I head out. As I’m driving home I get a Grindr message. It reads: “in town. Want some hole. You game?” I respond with a hell yeah, and I’m on my way to a hotel room. I walk in and see this professional looking dude. Dressed in a suit, and I noticed a ring in his finger. We chat for awhile and he tells me how he’s in town for some meeting. How his wife is cheating on him and he hasn’t had pussy in months. I pulls out a hard 7 inch cock and I suck him hard and sloppy. “Can I fuck you?” He asks. “Please.” I respond. “I don’t have a condom. Do you?” “Nope.” I say while mounting his raw throbbing cock. He smirks and says “ fuck a condom.” I start pushing back against strokes and he tells me how wet and tight my pussy is. “Fuck bud, my wife isn’t even this tight. “ “Can I cum in you?” He asks. I don’t give a response, but soon after he groans and says “fuck im about to.” I pick up on his breathing and as soon as I feel his cock twitch I slide my hole all the way down to the base of his cock. I’m practically sitting on his ballsack making sure his nut is as deep in my guts as possible. He smiles and laughs and says “wow you didn’t even let me take my suit off.” His cock is still hard inside me. And he kisses me. He tells me that he can last all night and that I’m not going anywhere. He fucks another quick load into me bringing my total count to 5. At this point he calls it a night. We exchange numbers and I’m on my way. I’m sitting in the parking of lot of this hotel and I notice a few guys are going in and out of a public bathroom just across the street. It’s dark and dimly lit. I’m still hard as fuck and my hole is still craving cum. I figure I would go check it out. I walk in and there’s 6 urinals and 5 stalls. All the urinals are taken up but nobody is using them to take a piss. I get into moods when I’m horny where I don’t give a fuck about who it is, I just want to be bred. I get pretty bold as well. I went into a stall, leaving the door wide open and I took off my shorts. My jock was soaked with Precum and cum that escaped my hole. I position myself on the toilet with my legs in the air and my hole available for the taking. The bathroom isn’t super bright. So you can’t really tell who’s who u I’m theyre up close. I immediately have two takers. One is a chubby hairy bear who steps up and plunges his kinda small but super thick cock in me. He must’ve liked how prelubed I was because he came within a few seconds. (My 6th load.) He pulled his soft cock out of my hole and zipped up. I hear a familiar voice say my name and step forward. I look up to see my government teacher with his hard cock peeking through the zipper of his pants. I’m at a loss for words. I live in a small town but I never imagined. He has his hard cock in his hand and he’s lining it up with my hole. His really thick and lengthy. I’d say a good 9 inches. He felt amazing. He asks me how many loads were in me and if he could give me his. He’s so far up my hole and I’m in absolute Cumslut heaven. He’s so loud and verbal. I’m sure people walking by could hear him beating my pussy up. “Fuck yeah take my load.” He roars as he cums. I pulled his asscheeks into me so I can savor the (7th) load and his girth. I’ve always found him stunning. He looked at me with his blue eyes and smiled. “I’m here every other day after 6. I want you again. “ I just smiled back and let him go home to his wife. I gather myself a bit and go to find my shorts when I notice a cock slide under the stall. I’m not sure what this dude is wanting but I know what I want. I mounted the cock, and there was no resistance. This random stranger who I didn’t know, didn’t know what he looked like, was gonna give me my 8th load of the night. And boy did he. He pulsated so much in my pussy. It was probably the biggest load I’ve ever gotten. Couldn’t tell with all the loads already in me. He pulled his cum covered dick out of my cummy hole and I put my shorts on. You’d think after 8 fucking loads in your ass you’d be tired and sore. Hell. Fucking. No. I was still raging but it was late. I figured I would go to the woods and at least play with my own hole. As I’m pulling up I notice this bad boy looking type guy. Leather jacket, smoking a cigarette, leaning on his car by himself. I park a few spots away from him and he ended up coming to my car and asking what I was up to. He’s tugging at his cock while asking so all I do is pulled down my shorts, open my door and show him my hole. He drops his jeans to the ground and sticks his hard cock in my hole. This attracted a small crowd of 2 or 3 guys. He pumps his babies in me giving me my 9th load and leaves. I’m in nothing but a t shirt and jock, and I notice this guy has my shorts in his hands, I run to try and get them back but he leaves in his car. I’m too horny to care too much. I just focus on the next guy who’s at my car jerking his cock. “can I have a turn with your hole?” “Fuck yeah.” I’m pushed up against my car and yet another stranger is pumping me raw. He fucks hard for 10 minutes and I feel my untouched cock getting ready to unleash. “You’re gonna make me shoot, keep fucking me.” “Yeah? You want my fucking load?” “Please.” “Fuck yeah I’m gonna dump in you. Ah fuck I’m dumping in you. Oh shit. I just flooded your pussy, man. “ I beg him to stay inside me. I can usually cum handsfree but he stopped fucking right before I came so I had to jack while his cock was still in me. He pulled out and zipped up and walked away. I drove home in just my jock and a t shirt. With 10 loads of cum flooding out of me and onto my seat. I fucking love being a cumdump.

Licking his lips, Alex said, "Katt, you give great piss! This might sound strange, but your cock reminds me of 2 significant men in my life, both with freakishly long foreskins. First was the guy who got me into piss! We met at Pride, hit a bar, grabbed dinner, picked up a few 6 packs and headed to his place. He broke out the bong and some righteous weed. Having consumed so much beer, we both needed to piss and as we stood side by side at the toilet, I got the urge to hold his pissing cock and I liked the way it felt! After grabbing some munchies, we both hosed out and fucked each other to the point of exhaustion. I woke up first the next morning and figuring I'd wake him with a blowjob, I took his cock in my mouth. His bladder opened a split second before his eyes and the piss flowed. Despite the shock and the fact that it was morning piss, I was instantly hooked on the taste! Freaking out, he tried to pull out, but I sealed my mouth around his cock, only releasing it when I'd swallowed every last drop. Though it was unexpected, we both admitted to enjoying it and he fed me twice more before I left! Been a pisspig ever since!" "Now, for the second man," Alex continued, "this involves an extreme kink that even some pigs find repulsive! If either one of you should feel uncomfortable with what I say, just tell me and I'll say no more!"

I have to echo bbinbpark's first sentence that for me last evening/night was a "great night that I won't forget". I went to yesterday's BOYZ NIGHT at Steamworks Toronto around 8 PM, where guys 25 yrs old and younger are admitted and get a locker for free from 12 noon-12 midnight. I've been to Steamworks on different nights during the week except for Tuesday. Here's my story. Oral cumblasts. You know that when you're sucking off guys in a darkroom/gloryhole area that when their dicks get bigger and they moan that they're ready to blast. Two different anon guys whose cocks I got to suck off blasted in my mouth. Both salty loads but oh-so-ready to de-nut and blast their goodness into my mouth. I didn't really get to see who they are on account of it being darker in that area. Since it was a light night in terms of the volume of guys at Steamworks Toronto I did get a room for 8 hours to act as a rest stop in-between cruising. At one point I was jerking off to bb porn on the monitor in my room and a young (22 yr old) guy originally from Jamaica asked to come in and proceeded to suck my cock. He was a big guy, on the chunky. But who cares? And did this young guy know how to nurture a dad cock!! I asked him what else he liked to do. He said sucking cock and rimming ass were his favorites. I turned onto my stomach and he proceeded to tongue my daddyhole. Luckily I did douche earlier and was clean down there!! I turned over with my back on the bed. He proceeded to rim me some more and jerk my cock. THIS I loved so much that I fed my 3-day load right into his mouth. He wanted my dad load. I didn't even ask about whether he wanted this. He just positioned himself to accept my load. A thirsty and horny young man!! At around 12 midnight the young guys were thinning out and I got dressed to leave. On my way to the front counter I bumped into an old young fuckbud of mine. About a year ago I used to play with 2 poz-on-meds young 22 yr friends. They've been away at university, hopefully studying and getting good grades. It was SO good to see J. J. too was genuinely happy to see me whom he called Papa. Well this Papa has enjoyed sucking, rimming and fucking J. I took his hand and we went back to my room since I did have it until 4 AM. I wanted a piece of J. J. was there for BOYZ NIGHT (duh, go figure! LOL). I quickly got my clothes off and put away. J. and I kissed. My daddy cock was very hard. He asked for lube which I had. He lubed his boyhole and put some of my cock. He sat down on my cock on the bed. He moaned in excitement. I didn't cum in him but I managed to fuck him passionately. Now J., I remember, did only bottom. A year later he's become vers, because he asked me I had douched. I said that I did. I got on my stomach and he proceeded to fuck me. He said he had a few days' load to give me. I was kissing him and said, "Give me your boyload!" It didn't take him long to blast in me. I was in BLISS! He was also. He left his boydick in me a bit. I cleaned his dick off and kissed him to thank him for the reunion! Wow - what a cum-filled evening/night!! Three loads in me (2 oral, 1 anal) and one load out of me. Not bad for BOYZ NIGHT. I'll have to come back for a future Tuesday BOYZ NIGHT at Steamworks Toronto.

O.M.G. ! Love the Kinkyversatile story and rawfukk story - instant erection - I have not done as much as them but really wished I did ! I use to work in stores and clean the bath rooms up - sometimes I watch the bath rooms - seeing who go's in and out - checking them . I have found bloody tampons - then I know who is on the rag - then I would seeing a guy or guys go into the bath room - finding used condoms - pick them up - sniffing the cum - sticking my finger - tasting the cum - after knowing the guys - always telling them have a Good Day with a smile ! I used to work at a small hotel and guys always requested 1 bed - then I have to check out the rooms later on ! This 1 time a couple guys checked in for several days but needed no room service . Seems like the Big guy was always out for the day and the cute young guy stayed in the most of the time , except coming out for a pop or candy , being very pleasant to him . 1 Day he called Office requesting me to fix the sink - I jumped in my blue jean shorts / no underwear - went to the room - saying ," O.M.G. ! when I went into the room - must of been 10 used condoms - empty pizza box - he was in his shorts too - HOT looking ! The bathroom sink was stopped up - layed underneath the sink - undoing the joint pipes . I position myself so he gets a good look at my 7 inch uncut dick . I layed the tool on my crotch - then ask him to hand me the tool - then again - I layed the tool on now my erection dick - asked him to hand me the tool - he did so with a longer feel - I smiled and unzipped my pants - he was a Great sucker - became friends - I collected their used condoms - useing them on me !

In my 20s I played on a company softball team. Games were in the evenings after work. So after work I would change into just a jockstrap, gym shorts and our team jerseys (shirts). After the game was over we always headed to a local bar for beers and something to eat before heading home. So it was usually 10 - 10:30 before we left the bars. I lived about 30 minutes away and on the route I had to drive by the public beach. There was one old concrete block building with a walkway going through the center. Women's toilets were on one side and men's on the other side. There was no door on the entrance to either restroom. There were narrow windows near the ceiling to let light in. As the beach technically closed at dark, they did not have electricity or lights in the building. So unless there was a lot of moonlight shining in the windows, the restrooms were pitch black at night. A few couples would park to enjoy the romance of the beach at night, the sound of the surf, the moonlight, or make out in the car. But there was always a feww cars parked with a single guy sitting in it. Whereas the couples usually parked at the ends of the beach, the guys parked near the building. I would stop on my way home from the games at the beach. As it was summer and hot I would strip off my shirt and just have my jock and shorts on. I would park abd get out of my car and walk down on the beach for a few minutes keeping my eye on the building to see if anyone was coming or going. After a few minutes I would casually wander up to it and slip into the mens room. As it was pitch black you had to feel your way around. You could tell if others were in there by the glow and smell of a cigarette, or the shuffle of feet, a little cough, or the sounds of someone giving a blow job or getting fucked. Occasionally somebody would briefly light a cigarette lighter or flashlight so you could see for a moment. When that happened you could see the piss all over the floor from guys missing the urinal or just outright pissing on the floor in the dark. Sometimes toilets had gotten clogged and overflowed and there was also used condoms and cum scattered about. The smell and the sleaziness just made it all the more exciting. Getting on your knees to suck a cock, or on all fours to get fucked. Or bent over an overflowing toilet in a stall with the smell right in front of your face while a big cock is buried in your ass. Heaven. Then came public pressure to stop the vile activity that went on there. It was in the newspapers and on the news. So they put doors on them which got locked at dark. Within weeks the locks were broke so you could still go in. But then the police began to patrol at night. Eventually the building was torn down and a modern one with electricity and lights was built. I miss the old days.

... and then going back to work. More than once I've looked around the office and thinking "If only you knew what I was doing 30 mins ago" and feeling the strangers seed brewing in my guts.

Black Cocks make my mouth watering.

I had been waiting patiently for my sons 18th birthday. It was finally almost here. Two more days. Two more days till he would finally be of some use to me. Until now the pathetic little emo brat had been nothing but a burden. But in two days he would finally start fufilling some purpose and no longer be a total waste of his daddy's cum. Granted, I had only had to look after him for the last two years, but it was a hassell. I knocked his mother up when were 17. I tried to make her get an abortion, but her parents wouldn't let her. Some religious bullshit reason. When I was 18, I was sent to prison for 15 years for armed robbery trying to get money to take care of the "accident". So yea I blamed him for being incarerated. Prison changes you. I entered as a teenage punk and left a hardened ex-con. The first five years I was a prison bitch, owned by the toughest fucker in the joint. He claimed me the second day I was in there, raping me in the showers. For five years I gave up my pussy to him and anyone he sold me to. Then he got shanked in the yard. Another guy tried to claim me, but I was older, wiser, and stronger. I fought for myself this time, and earned some respect. Soon I had my own prison pussy, a scrawny little bitch. I owned him until I was released. When I got out, I was able to find a shitty job and managed to find a dump of a trailer to live in. That's when the bitch showed up on my steps with our kid and his suitcase. She just dumped him with me and took off with some bikers. I could have just kicked him out on the street, but he was my blood. And like I said, prison changes you. I had developed a taste of hot boy ass, and the power of owning it. So I took him in knowing he'd be legal in two years. Now the wait was almost over. The cumstain had no idea what his future was going to hold for him. I had been planning and preparing for this day. I had saved up and bought a state of the art digital camera, knowing it was an investment for what I was going to make off the boy. The morning of his birthday, he came out to the living room to find me sitting in my chair, smoking, wearing just a pair of dirty boxerbreifs, my chest and arms of prison tatoos on full display. He started to get some cereal in the kitchen, but I called him over. "Its your birthday son," I started. "I have a little present for you." I handed him a glass pipe with some crystals in it. Now, I know he's done drugs. I've smelled pot and alcohol on him many times. But I don't know what else he's done. I knew he knew what I had just handed him. "Go ahead son, you're a man now. Join Daddy in a smoke." He was a little hesitant, but I pushed it up to his lips and lit a lighter, melting the crystals. He took a big bit, coughing out a large white cloud. "Go ahead, take another one son." I encouraged him. He took another big hit, not coughing so much. I kept encouraging him to take more, and the dumb bitch didn't even realize I wasn't hitting it. After his 6th big hit, the pipe was empty and he flopped back on the couch. I knew he was flying, and I knew it was time for his real present. He wasn't wearing a shirt or shoes, so it was really easy to rip his jeans and underwear off of him. "What the fuck Dad?" he started, but a couple hard slaps across his face silenced him. "Shut the fuck up boy!" I ordered him. "The free ride is over. From now on you're going to earn your existence!" His skinny,pale body was no match for my pumped up muscles. I had had him naked and on his stomach before he knew what hit him. Ripping off my shorts I lined up my hard 8 inch cock up to his hole, and spit a couple loogies on my dick for lube. Holding his shoulders down I forced my cock in his virgin hole as hard as I could. He howled as I breached his ass ring, pushing my mushroom head into him and continuing till I was buried to my balls. I felt a warm wetness surround my cock as his cherry was ripped apart. He thrashed and cried beneath me begging for me to stop. I just started fucking him hard and deep, loving the red that covered my dick everytime I pulled out. God damn it was nice to have some hot boy ass again! I was going to make him a great whore. I pulled all the way out, looking at his busted open pussy, red oozing out of it, and rammed back in to the hilt, causing more howling from the cunt. I just kept on pounding his new pussy over and over. Eventually he quieted down and actually started moaning, and soon was pushing his ass back on me. "That's right boy. Ride your daddy's cock. Feel good boy? That's the cock that made your worthless life bitch. But now you have a purpose! You're going to be my whore and make daddy lots of money!" He just moaned beneath me as I talked dirty to him. "That's right bitch, moan for me. I know your faggot ass loves it. This is why you were born! Now take my cum. Take your daddy's cum in your whore cunt!" I pumped my son full of my cum as his pussy milked me dry, sucking my sperm deep in his guts. When I finished breeding his new cunt, I unloaded with a torrent of piss, making him my urinal. "Don't worry about school, I said, pulling out of him as his ravaged hole leaked piss and cum, "you won't be going there anymore. You'll be too busy working for me!" I turned off the camera knowing I had something totally hot to sell on the internet.

- After reading so many fucking hoT stories here, I decided I’d give it a try and see what you studs think. It starts off a little slow, as far as parTying goes, but trust me, I’ll get there as fast as a can. Enjoy! Part 1 – Who He Always Was During his first sexual encounter at the age of 18, Blake knew what he liked. Like a moth to the flame, Blake was drawn to aggressive, dominant fucking. His first fuck hinted at what lurked beneath. And while he didn’t completely let loose that first time around, he knew what he liked and he would make sure every fuck after that was tinged in that darkness he craved. Shortly after graduating high school he finally gathered the courage to explore the feelings he had pushed down for so long. He knew he was gay, and he knew from all the porn he had watched for years that he needed an ass to fuck. Growing up in a relatively small town didn’t allow for the sexual escapades his dick yearned for. Jacking his dick, night after night, he wished it was a tight hole that he could just use and abuse. As that summer got into full swing, Blake’s balls needed a release that his hands just couldn’t provide any more. While he had already been accepted into one of his top universities, he decided to visit Austin, TX that summer to give the campus a look, but more importantly, to find a willing hole to fuck. Even then, at 18, he knew his 8.5-inch uncut dick was something special. And the fact that it was attached to a 6’1”, athletic frame with a light dusting of black hair on his chest that gave way to an ever so slight treasure trail, only added to his appeal. But even being given the gift of physicality, his eyes were what drew every girl (and guy too) in his home town crazy. His dark eyes and hair greatly complimented his fair skin. His entire presence was something powerful, and combined with his smile and gaze, he could disarm most anyone; a talent that would come in handy as he grew into sexuality. As he drove to Austin, he began thinking about the porn he had watched that seemed to move to the forefront of his mind. His favorites where the amateur/home-made clips. Something about the unproduced, unrehearsed fuck sessions he saw drove him crazy, especially when the top was aggressive. As it turned out, the most aggressive and dominant tops who he admired most, the ones who spit on sluts they fucked, were the ones who fucked raw. His favorite clip was in some unknown apartment, with modest furnishings. A sling in the middle of the room had a Hispanic bottom restrained in the sling, blindfolded. The stud fucking him did so without mercy. The sounds of chains clanking, and the bottom moaning in pleasure were only drowned out by the top-stud saying, “Take my fucking dick, faggot!” Each thrust made the bottom moan, and the camera panned down to the raw dick sliding in and out of the bottom, and finally you hear the top yell, “Take my fucking cum, slut.” And he grabs the bottom’s shoulders and gets his dick as deep as he can while he loads up the bound bottom. “Fucking perfect,” were the only words that escaped Blake’s lips the first time he saw that clip as he shot volley after volley of cum all over his chest and chin. With his rock hard cock aching to shoot, he began to wonder what would be the easiest and fastest way to get an ass wrapped around his cock. He had done his fair share of flirting and sexting, both online and on Grindr, so he was no stranger to getting the ball rolling. He pulled into a parking lot attached to a fast-food chain with free wi-fi and logged on. Within about 5 minutes he had numerous bottoms looking for his attention. Many couldn’t host, so that limited his choices, but one host stuck out: Jason. 5’11”, brown hair, green eyes, slim build, 20 years old with a place all his own. He arrived 15 minutes later after confirming the details and was happy with his choice. Jason answered the door in just a pair of gym shorts that rode low enough to see that he was wearing a black jockstrap. His body looked tight, and Blake’s 18-year-old cock sprang to life. After the initial awkwardness of his first fuck, Blake found his calling as a true top stud. Over the course of the night, Blake filled Jason’s hole with 6 loads. But somewhere in the heat of the fucking, Blake found one hand on Jason’s throat, squeezing ever so slightly, waiting for protest, but none came. He took that as a green light and squeezed harder, and as he squeezed, Jason’s ass clenched around his raw dick. And just like that, he knew he was in control. He knew, from then on, he had the power to fuck and fill useless sluts however he wanted. He didn’t quite know what that all meant, but has he held Jason down and spit directly onto his face, he smirked. He slowly withdrew is cum-covered cock until just the head remained, and at that last moment he shoved it back in has hard as he could. Taking pleasure in the moans Jason was making, he regretted that it had taken so long to finally get his dick inside someone. *** Blake came back to reality. He often thought of his first fuck. It was the culmination of years of pent-up sexual energy let loose. And oh how he had grown over the last 5 years, he thought. Not only had he graduated from university and secured a job at a top public relations firm in Dallas, but also discovered the joys of tina-fueled fuck sessions. His parents passed away in a car accident shortly after his sophomore year in college and left him quite a bit of money. It was during his time of mourning that he discovered meth and hadn’t looked back since. He was smart enough to not let the drug control his life, because 1) Blake was always the one in charge and 2) He learned that the high was intensified when he was able to brake unsuspecting boys and men by not only getting them to smoke and slam, (Blake LOVED slamming virgin veins and getting it on cam) but to also take his raw cock for hours on end. Blake cleaned up his downtown apartment, got everything in order and in place: restraints on the bed posts, blindfold in the night stand, tina, pipe and points ready to go, cameras set up and various toys and lube on hand when needed. He jumped in the shower and said to himself, “What hole is going to get ruined tonight?”, as he stroked his growing cock. Some poor fucker had no idea what was in store for him.

SPEED BREEDING: Garrett was a self-proclaimed ‘ugly old troll’ but he had a fucking killer dick. His dick was long, thicker than a beer can - I know, I measured it several times and every time I stood in awe –his dick had numerous weird bumps and humps on it like some Medieval fairy tale, and spewed unmedicated POZ cum like an Arabian Stallion. I first met Garrett about 20 years ago at my very first “Sunday Funday” at one of the local gay bars. I don’t really do the whole gay scene, but the friends I was living with after just moving to town the day before took me with them as they were regulars and it was the place to see and be seen on a Sunday afternoon after all the queens had left church. We had not been on the patio of the bar for 5 minutes before my friend tapped me on the arm and held his drink forth like a royal scepter to point at a man sitting just in the shadows of the patio roof, “See him? That one? DON’T EVER talk to him. We NEVER speak with him.” He then proceeded to give the financial review and resume summary of all the ‘DC power queens’ in attendance - those he expected me to bow to, kiss their fucking hand, and pretend like I gave a fuck about their Martha Stewart Living chintz condo. I was at the bar, trying to get drink refills for my two friends and I to no avail. I had moved further and further down the bar trying to get the bartender’s attention and was literally leaning up on the bar on my forearms practically yelling at the jerk and was about to give up when someone squeezed my right arm, “Let me,” he said. It was Garrett. I shrugged, he said one word, “THOMAS!” and the bartender could not turn and pay attention to him fast enough. I was in awe. As Thomas was busy preparing my order I gave Garrett my thanks, “It’s nothing,” he said, “Thomas shows up at my door about four nights a week after the bar closes begging for my dick and load up his ass so the boy knows what’s at stake.” I blanched a bit at his bluntness, turned to see who else might have heard, then Garrett set his hand on my arm again, “I know what your friends over there say and think about me. I know what they all say and think about me. Ask me if I give a flying fuck! Half these fucking queens are ankles up on my bed at least once during the week as I fuck the shit out of them so here’s to you!” Wow - and I instinctively glanced down at his crotch and saw a fucking GIANT bulge straining his summer whites. Garrett’s hand was back on my arm, “You trying to get fucked?” I didn’t know what to say to that either. He spoke up again, “THOMAS! Double shots - Tequila - NOW!” The bartender bobbed his head, stopped the drink he was mixing, and poured four shots of Tequila in front of us. I’m more of a beer guy, but figured what the hell. I matched Garrett shot for shot and was soon stumbling through the crowd as I followed him to a door at the back marked NO ENTRY. He turned the lock, we stepped in, “YOU’RE NEW IN TOWN RIGHT?” GARRETT ASKED, “ I KNOW I WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED THAT ASS. PULL THOSE FUCKING SHORTS DOWN.” I obeyed without question, but once the pain of his raw cock ripping my hole open took the edge off the liquor I begged him to pull out and put a condom on. He just laughed, stuck a bottle under my nose and said, “Sniff this powder,” then kept fucking me. Before I knew it Garrett was rubbing my head like I was a pound puppy, “That’s some good ass boy. Just loaded you up. Here’s my number. Any time you need some good dick you just call.” The door opened and closed and I was alone. I tried to pull myself together, but felt pretty fucked up so when I left the stock room we had been in. I stumbled down the stairs, out to the curb, and caught a cab back to my friends’ place. I was together enough to call the bar from a pay phone, to have them paged, and to let them know I had come home and crashed and was not feeling well. I deflected their questions the next day and really did not think much about what had happened until I found the crumpled up paper in my pocket with the number. I called it. Garrett picked up on the second ring. There was no preamble, “Yeah I remember you. You need some more dick huh? Stop at the liquor store on your way. I need a bottle of Vodka.” Just over an hour and two shots of vodka later I was bent over in Garrett's hallway as he bred me with his massive, deformed, raw dick. With my pants still down around my ankles and his cum dripping from my hole, he led me to his bedroom pushed me onto the bed, undressed me, shoved some coke in front of my nose for me to snort, then handed me a bottle of poppers as he eased back up my cummy ass and started exploring. The coke made me high as fuck and one load was not enough. Two was not enough. Unlike my friends - and their friends - who I knew were prudes and would have had some snide comment, Garrett just smiled, patted me on the arm and said, “No worries. I know just who to call.” Less than 20 minutes later there was a horse dick sized BBC plowing my ass raw as Garrett sat quietly in the living room watching his TV. Once done, with BBC cum odor still filling the air, Garrett smiled, “Feel better? I’m sure you do. I always do after he fucks me. Yes, yes, I know I have a big dick, but as you know, sometimes there’s just nothing that feels better than a big black man fucking the hell out of you. OK. What are you doing Friday night?” I was fucked silly right then and could barely form two words, but Garrett went on, “Look. I throw a party one Friday a month at a parking garage over on P Street. It’s a sex party. Everyone thinks it’s Dean’s, which it is, but he’s the front man really. I own the garage, but that is neither here nor there.” (Not until a couple years later at the reading of his will would I come to realize yes he owned that property, which was bought by Whole Foods, as well as a majority of the club where I first met him, and a bunch of other shit in town that no one ever knew about). “The party attracts several hundred people over the course of the night, but a select bunch are invited into the VIP area. You can make some good cash if you help me. All I need is for you to offer that thick white ass to whoever wants to fuck and breed it - no questions asked. I will give you all the coke you need, it will be totally anonymous - your queenie friends and the fucking royal court will never know you are there let alone part of my Speed Breeding set up. You like? Speed Breeding? One of my guys manages it, but it’s my idea. There are two, maybe three bottoms - total cum dumps - who will have their ass up in a curtained off area. For $20, any top gets 5 minutes to fuck and cum if he can. The more cum you take, the more tips you get, the more money you make. You got a fucking hungry ass and you can still call me anytime you need some raw dick, but I’d really love to set you up for the Speed Breeding. I think you would be fucking perfect - what do you say?” HELL - I WAS DRUGGED UP, MY HOLE WAS FUCKED OUT, AND MY GUTS FILLED WITH CUM - WHAT DID HE THINK I WOULD SAY? Stay tuned for part 2. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

Ever since I realized being bred feels so good, I’ve been horny as hell 24/7. I’ve mentioned it before but I’m 19. I’ve been taking loads in my ass since I was 12. As soon as I turned 18 I set my eyes on older guys. I don’t know why I’m just attracted to them. Guys my age play games. Older guys just want my young hole wrapped around their raw cocks. I constantly have Grindr, scruff, and Adam4Adam open just in case someone wants to cum inside me. I get a message from a blank profile one day saying “come over Michael.” This kind of threw me off a bit. I don’t care for my names and I don’t care to give mine out. But he sent me an address and I headed over like the slut I am. I pulled up to a familiar looking house. I’m greeted by a hot daddy. About 6’3, salt and pepper hair, and brown eyes. He too looks familiar to me. I’m greeted with a hug, and I feel his hard cock against me. I’m already wicked hard and he invites me in. I’m talking to him for awhile, waiting for him to guide me to his cock when he finally kisses me. We make out for a long time and I have his shirt unbuttoned exposing his hairy chest. He has his hands in me shorts snapping my jock. I climb down from the couch and unzip his pants. I start deep throating his musky cock and licking his sweaty balls. He pulls me on the couch and eats my ass for a bit. Then he guides me to sit on his cock. It goes in with some thrusts and he holds it there for awhile telling me how tight I am I start to ride his cock while he kisses me. He moans “slow down” followed by an almost whispered “im about to cum. “ this is what I came for. I make sure not to slow down. And he grunts like an animal as he holds my ass down on his cock. He left a huge load in my ass, when I pulled off it began to drip on his cock so I cleaned it up. We chat for awhile as we put our clothes back on and I head home soon after. I was home for about 2 hours and was still craving cum. I mentioned in one of my posts that I used to be my town’s quarter back’s cumdump so I hit him up. “You want my hole?” I texted. It had been about a year or two since we’ve fucked. He responded quick with a “yeah come pick me up. “ as I’m driving to the house where I’ve always picked him up at, that being his dad’s house. I realize as I get closer this was the house I was just at. And that’s why everything was so familiar. His dad just came inside me and he was about to fuck his dad’s load deeper into me. I text him when I pull up. Wondering if his dad knows about us. (We used to be friends in middle school as well.) QB gets in my car and we go to the spot where everyone goes in town to bust a nut or two. It starts the same way as it did with his dad. We move to the backseat of my car and I’m on my back trying to keep his dad’s cum from spilling out of my hole. He sees how wet I am and says “I hope it’s another guys load.” I think to myself “you have no idea.” He pounds me long and hard and shoots a big load in me as well. (Load size must run in the family. ) I’m driving him back to his dad’s and just making conversation. I get a message from his dad as we pull saying “who’s cock is bigger ;)” I respond with something snarky like “not yours.” And we chat for a bit. He makes it vital that I not tell his son that he emptied his balls in me. I’m headed back tonight to have my hole flooded by daddy again

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I haven't posted in awhile so I wanted to get back on line and tell you about my latest fun. I have had various holes recently and have spread my DNA but yesterday was great. I was horny as hell and got up early on a Sunday morning. I was online and get an email from a guy that seems to been close to me. We chat a bit and he opens up his pics. Damn! This guy is in his 20's all muscled up. 6'1 muscles everywhere. And an ass OMG bubble butt that looks like it was made for dick. He was posing on the bed in the picture with his ass hanging out and his hairy legs and feet facing the camera. My cock got hard right away. I wanted that ass and wanted it bad! I opened up my pics but didn't really expect much. I am a dad, just a regular guy that is always horned up and looking to breed ass. I get a reply and he asks if I can text him as he is not a member of the site. I reach out to him and he says he needs dad dick and cum up his hole. Can I cum over now? FUCK YES> I'm there in 10 minutes and the door is open. I go inside and he is on the bed with his ass hanging over and his feet hanging over. OMG just like the picture! I go over to him dropping my pants as I walk. My cock is so hard. He is so horny he is moaning with anticipation. I walk up to him and my cock comes in contact with his hole. We both let out a moan from the connection. We adjust ourselves and my cock slips inside his ass. Feels so good. I am grabbing his hips and thrusting and pumping for all I'm worth. He said he didn't have much time but I hated to rush it. I reach over and grab his shoulders and push him back as my cock goes deeper. Damn, this boy knows how to take dick. He is pushing back as I am fucking in. His ass is wet and warm. He is moaning and groaning and I pound his hole. I'm lost in the feeling and my cock starts to spasm. I'm cumming and shooting deep inside him. I push myself as deep as possible. I love to cum and get my cock deep inside a hole when I cum. I explode inside him spraying his insides with my load. It feels like I'm cumming for 5 min as I pulse and shoot. I want more but I know his time is short. I get dressed thank him and leave. I get a text from him thanking me for the "hot dad load" and he said he loves feeling my cum inside his hole. I tell him I'd be glad to give him more. If he has more time, I can give him a few loads since I'm able to cum a few times. Tonight I was checking mail on the site and he had messaged me earlier to cum fuck him. I didn't see it but gave him my number again and hoping to hear from him soon. I love a hot bubble butt!

This is correct. The new version of Truvada that contains tenofovir alafenamide fumarate (TAF) is called Descovy, and hasn’t been FDA approved for use as PrEP yet. The clinical trial looking to show the real-world efficacy of Descovy as PrEP is still ongoing (source: I’m working on the trial). The study linked by OP is of a four-drug combo pill being used as a single-tablet regimen for treatment of HIV, not as PrEP. The brand name of that drug is Genvoya.

Ive had a few guys on here mail me there loads in condoms. Fuckin hot to recieve loads from around the country.

Totally agree with bicep......I fantasized about doing so many things I never thought I'd actually do, but that has all changed. I fuck raw with anyone that turns me on - and some that don't turn me on if I'm cumdumping - no questions asked. I used to fantasize most about being in orgies full of vers guys, everyone fucking everyone......now they are real life for me very frequently, virtually zero "worries" except the stis like others have said. Be prepared, since they will be pretty inevitable from my experience. Get on PrEP and join all the other sleazy sluts and studs without fear!!

Fuck yeah... my dads been fucking me since I was young. He shares me with his buds. I fuck my son as welll. We all love to fuck in this house.

"Shotgun time!" Blackie announced, the cloud already rising in the glass cock. Inhaling deeply, he shared it with Alex, who shared it with Katt and then in the other direction. Twice more, Blackie filled the glass cock. Getting out of the bed, Blackie walked over to the mini fridge and returned with a bottle of water. "We need to hydrate!" He said, opening the bottle as they each took a healthy swig. "Do you guys wanna do booty bumps or just get down and piggy? Not that I blame you, pig, but you've been staring at Katt's cock since he got here! I wanna have him fuck you while you fuck me!" Grinning like the proverbial cat that swallowed the canary, Alex said, "Katt's cock is a thing of beauty! Look at that puddle of precum on his stomach!" He said, taking the initiative to bend over and lick it up. "This might sound freaky, but I wanna put shards under Katt's foreskin so he can fuck it into me!" Katt traced his finger over Alex's lips and said, "Honestly, this won't be the first time I've done it, Blackie likes it too! Guys either love my freakishly long foreskin or they hate it! My attitude is take me as I am or fuck off! Right now, I need to piss and since Blackie raved about your drinking skills, I wanna experience them for myself! Do we need to go into the bathroom to avoid spillage?" His face in Katt's crotch, Alex said assuredly, "I'll drain you dry! No need to even skin back, I love a powerful stream! Just let me know when you're nearly finished, because I like piss kisses!" Without another word, he took Katt's cock in his mouth and in seconds, the piss flowed. Alex savored the golden nectar, audibly gulping and slurping, his adam's apple bobbing up and down, as he sucked Katt's piss from his cock. "Drink, you nasty fuckin pisspig!" Katt moaned with pleasure. "Blackie was right about you! I've never had a guy drink my piss with such passion! Just a bit left, get ready for our piss kiss!" He said pulling Alex's mouth off his cock and bringing it to his own mouth, where they shared Katt's bitter flavor.

Name: Faggot Cell: 574-651-7881 (Text me please) Location: Elkhart, Indiana I can host or travel to surrounding area, south bend, mishawaka, goshen. I prefer BBC but I'll let anyone breed my hole if you have a nice big cock. I'm not into passionate stuff, I prefer men that use me as a cumdump - I get off on rough tough men - Guys that slap my face HARD, choke me while using my asspussy, spit on me and when finished using me take a long slow piss in my mouth! The more you humiliate me the more receptive I am to whatever you want/need.

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

Part 17 - A New Path They said their good byes again after a busy and hectic couple of days showing Jordan all the sights in London. Thankfully the sanctuary of the penthouse suite in the hotel allowed them some down time. Steve was flying off to LA in the morning with a 2 day layover, Nicky and Kit had invited Steve over to their mansion on his free day, smitten he kept dropping this in when ever he got the chance to annoy the others. Jordan had now crossed off many of the landmarks he had seen or heard about of London, he sent many pictures of him at various famous parts of the city to his parents. It was mid afternoon on Sunday as they drove back to Daniel's place, finally they were looking forward to some alone time as Monday they would be meeting up with Daniel's parents to talk business. Daniel reminded Jordan that they needed to think of some ideas and suggestions around Saffron Cove. Jordan had popped out for a run and returned 30 minutes later hot and sweaty as he ran up the stairs to shower. Daniel stood at the doorway of the bathroom naked and wolf whistled at Jordan, he turned and smiled running his hand down to his body towards his cock. He started to gently caress his already semi hard cock, Daniel's eyes fixed on Jordan slowly walked towards him. The warm water hit his body as he slid to his knees coming face to face with Jordan's cock, he licked the head gently and Jordan sighed and moaned at the same time. Daniel's lips encircled the head as his tongue swirled around the head slowly he worked his way down. Applying more pressure with his lips he began to suck, Jordan's hands positioned themselves on Daniel's head and guided the pace and depth. Daniel continued working Jordan's cock until he felt the hands holding his head move quicker, Jordan groaned and rolled his head back., quickly Daniel stopped sucking and kissed Jordan's stomach, chest as he stood up. Their mouths met in a torrent of desire before Daniel's body was spun around and Jordan penetrated him in one movement and began releasing his seed in to his lover. Daniel clasped Jordan's hands to hold him tighter as they soared in to their own world of love. Daniel slipped out of the shower and dried off and left Jordan to finish off his shower and get dressed. He walked downstairs to the kitchen where Daniel was making coffee for them, they had both over indulged over the weekend with food and neither of them could face anything else to eat after the hearty English breakfast that morning. Jordan walked up behind Daniel and kissed his neck hugging him, Daniel rested his head against Jordan's shoulder and suggested they go to the lounge and snuggle up on the sofa for a while. Daniel's body still tingled from their sex and when ever Jordan touched or was near him, the past month they had been incredibly close and intimate with each other. Daniel stroked Jordan's arm that was around his waist "I suppose we should come up with something for tomorrow". "I guess, we also need to talk about us" Jordan responded. Daniel stopped stroking "Us, is something wrong?" his heart skipped a beat. Jordan kissed Daniel's neck "No silly, but we need to figure out what we will everything moved so quickly". "Oh of course, been so caught up I forget your life is in the US" Daniel relaxed back against Jordan. Jordan laughed "It has been a whirlwind but we need to put our feet back on the ground and reality". Daniel mused for a moment "Where do you see us going?". "Hmm, together definitely but my visa doesn't allow me in the UK for long" Jordan said. Daniel looked up at Jordan "Tell me Jordy, did my mother ask you sign anything in Barbados?". Jordan hesitated unsure if he should answer "Yes she did, and I signed without reading it". "I thought she would but I didn't want to ask" Daniel looked a little cross. Jordan rubbed his head "It made no difference to me what it contained". Daniel rested his head back against Jordan "I told you I would give this up to be with you and I mean it". "No, I wouldn't want you to, I see how much you like the work and life" Jordan kissed his head. Daniel chuckled "I think you enjoyed running the hotel with me didn't you?". "Once I knew what I was doing yes, must admit it was fascinating and interesting" Jordan smiled by his own admission. The continued chatting for several hours but their thoughts moved to Saffron Cove. When they eventually turned in for the night they made love for a couple of hours until they both fell asleep happy and safe in each others arms. Jordan was chatting to Daniel's father arranging to work out together over the next few days, Daniel waved his arms at the suggestion he joined them, he would stick to his jogging and swimming. They were all sat in the office at Daniel's parents home banding ideas around Saffron Cove, should be an extension to the Salinger Barbados Retreat or run as a new concept hotel. Jordan sat their going through some of the occupancy figures of the Retreat it struck him that the Orchid Wing was always over 96% occupied continually. Lucy was looking at the Saffron Cove's floor plan when she looked up noticing Jordan concentrating, she nodded to Daniel and David to look at him. Jordan oblivious carried on for a few minutes then realised it was quiet and looked up. "Sorry did I miss something?" an apologetic look on Jordan's face. Lucy asked Jordan "What are you thinking Jordan?". "Orchid Wing is always nearly full, is there a market to expand it?" Jordan looked at the 3 of them. He went on to explain his idea of building a brand new Orchid Wing on the Saffron Cove site, retain the privacy and gain a private beach giving it more appeal, that way you could increase the number of suites available to the brand. Jordan carried on, take the old Orchid Wing and re-brand to a new Salinger premium concept sitting below Orchid Wing but above the Salinger Wing. Lucy sat silent for a moment running over Jordan's suggestion. Daniel saw what he was thinking and suggested the new Orchid Wing could have different levels of suite and several more with private pools. Lucy sat there looking at the plans again the looked at David who nodded in agreement with the idea. Finally Lucy expressed that the idea looked good and suggested they have lunch then discuss it in more detail afterwards. David made sandwiches with Daniel's help whilst Jordan and Lucy sat down at the table. "So have you and Daniel made any decision about the future?" Lucy asked Jordan in a quiet tone. Jordan sighed "We spoke a little last night but nothing really decided Lucy, it's quite difficult". "How so?" she gave him a sceptical look "If you are in love with each other nothing else should count". "I have enjoyed being in England, but as you know the visa situation doesn't help matters" Jordan replied. Lucy took his hand "Danny was in a bad place before you came along out of the blue and I had my reservations". "I think we were both in a dark place" Jordan tried to lighten the mood. Lucy smiled "You did really well in Barbados and you have made Danny very happy, I couldn't ask for more Jordan". "Honestly I can't imagine him not being at my side nor do I want to" Jordan had a serious look on his face. She smiled and patted his hand "Remember I asked if you could get use to hotel life?". "Of course I do but would going from hotel to hotel living out of a suitcase be a life?" Jordan answered. Lucy nodded "It's good when your single but for a couple it is a hard way to exist". Jordan looked trying to gauge her mood "Lucy I love your son so much and I want to share our lives". She sensed the turmoil in Jordan "So what is stopping you from committing?". Jordan drew a deep breath "Acceptance by his family" he looked at her. Lucy stared at Jordan "The fact you are sat here is all the acceptance you need from us Jordan". Jordan looked at the smile on her face "When I first spoke to Danny I jokingly asked him to marry me". Lucy laughed "I know, Cael told me and also that Danny never actually said no to your joke". Jordan shook his head "I never realised how really loyal the hotel staff there are to you and your family". "We look after them in many ways Jordan, treat them like family and you get loyalty" she replied. "So what else are you not telling me that you know?" Jordan asked. Lucy chuckled "I only like to keep an eye out for my son Jordan". The sandwiches were placed on the table and Daniel looked at Jordan and his mother quickly, he had seen them deep in conversation and they now sat there with amused looks on their faces. He thought better than to ask and just ate his sandwich talking to his father, it was a quick lunch and they returned to the office and sat at the table this time looking over the plans. It didn't take long to finally decide to go with Jordan's suggestion, Saffron Cove would be rebuilt as the Orchid Wing with 25 suites of which 5 would be larger with a private pool, 5 beachfront, 10 pool side and 5 garden suites to be the best value option but still expensive. The current Orchid Wing would be redesigned after and would then rebrand as a new concept. Lucy was excited and said Old Mack would probably like this, Jordan asked who Old Mack was and once explained he looked at Lucy and suggested the Orchid Wing beach bar be called 'Old Mack's" as a sort of homage to him. Off the top of her head she penned the new concept as Salinger Club. "I love it, the whole idea has come together thank you Danny and Jordan" Lucy was bursting with happiness. Daniel sat back in his chair "I think it will be amazing". "The architects go over in two weeks time, I think you both should be there as well" Lucy looked at Daniel and Jordan. Jordan looked at Daniel "I need to go home to Boston, visa rules and see my parents". "Why don't you both go spend a week there then fly down to Barbados?" Lucy suggested. Lucy had her assistant take care of the flights, Daniel saw the flights were with Steve's airline and dropped him message. It took a couple of days for Jordan to accept that his travel would be paid for by the company since he was still sort of employed. Steve eventually got back to Daniel having returned from his LA trip and telling Daniel how amazing Nicky and Kit were looking after him for a day. He was scheduled to fly to Barbados but managed to switch on to the Boston flight with Daniel and Jordan, all their travel plans were in place and Jordan now had a right to residency visa for Barbados but he still didn't know why Lucy had managed to arrange it so quickly. They spent the last night having dinner with Lucy and David and eventually left at 10pm and headed back to Daniel's house. They received a message from Callum telling them to text him when they were 15 minutes from the airport in the morning. Daniel was sitting on the sorting out the last few items to pack when Jordan kissed him on the head and sat next to him with his passport open. "Why did your mother get me a residency visa for Barbados?" he asked looking at Jordan. Daniel chuckled "She probably has something up her sleeve, but at least we can stay there as long as we like". "Oh right, would you want to stay on the island?" Jordan look up at him. "Yes I think I would do" Daniel closed his flight bag "but only if you wanted to Jordy". Jordan smiled "Of course I would if I had work and you there". Daniel put the flight bag on the floor and started to undress "Let's not tell my mother yet, see what she is planning". Jordan slipped in to bed and Daniel climbed in sliding up next to him, their arms wrapping around each other whilst their mouths met in. Jordan rolled Daniel on to his back and slipped in between his legs, slowly and intimately they made love. Jordan stretched in bed lazing around whilst Daniel showered, eventually he rolled out of bed and sauntered to the shower just as Daniel was finishing. They were both tired from what was suppose to be an early night ended up being an early morning before they got to sleep. It was 8am and the car would be there at in 30 minutes. Imelda the housekeeper had arrived and made a pot of coffee for them before she started her cleaning routine. Jordan finally awake checked he had his passport and wallet continually until the they heard the car pull up. Daniel sent a text to Callum telling him they were nearly there. Callum read the message and walked through the airport to the check-in wing to wait for them, traffic was light for rush hour as the car pulled up to the curb side Callum came outside to greet them. Excited to see them again he chatted away about Steve and his time with Nicky and Kit, albeit with a little envy. He escorted them through check-in and up to the clubhouse where he personally looked after the VIP's. The tannoy chimed softly as the boarding announcement was made, Callum took Daniel's flight bag and escorted them to the aircraft and the front of the queue. Steve was in the upper class cabin settling passengers in when Callum appeared followed by Daniel and Jordan, he stayed until Steve served them orange juice. He was a little upset that they didn't know how long they would be away until Daniel reminded him that they were due to meet in November for thanksgiving at Nicky and Kit's. The final few passengers boarded and Calum left the plane. The 7 hour flight flew past mostly due to them catching up on some sleep they missed from the previous night. Steve was in Boston overnight before his flight back, so they agreed to grab a quick bit to eat that evening. The week had passed quickly and Jordan had taken Daniel around the sights, they spent time with Jordan's mother who loved Daniel from the outset. Patrick and Lee enjoyed having them to stay and Jordan decided not to take a job with his father for the time being, his heart was now firmly in the hotel business. Patrick understood with a little disappointment but happy Jordan was finally getting settled, Lee on the other hand was overjoyed and hoped they would be able to come visit where ever they were living. Daniel was only to aware of the sacrifice Jordan was having to make and could see why he loved Boston so much. Understandably as they stood in the airport saying goodbye emotions were running high. Daniel sent a private message to Nicky asking if Jordan's parents could join them at thanksgiving, Nicky was only to happy for them to come and stay. Daniel hugged Patrick "What are your plans for thanksgiving?" he asked. "Oh, we were going up state for a quiet long weekend I expect" Patrick replied as Lee and Jordan listened in. "If you don't mind why don't you join us in LA for a couple of days with Nicky and Kit?" Daniel suggested. Patrick looked at Lee who was nodding "Okay, as long as we are not intruding". "Good that's settled, I will send you the details just be there on the Wednesday afternoon" Daniel said hugging Lee. They walked through security and Jordan turned to Daniel "Thank you".

Rolling off of Alex and stroking his furry chest, Blackie said, "Honestly, I'd rather sniff sweaty pits and pubes than poppers! A man's musk gets my cock harder than artificial chemicals and you got a potent musk that's downright intoxicating! I think it's a good time for booty bumps! Do you like it from a rig without a point or some shards up your ass? You're my guest, so the choice is yours!" With a broad grin, Alex said, "I totally agree with you in sniffing sweaty pits and pubes! Poppers fuck with my sinuses, so I haven't used them in years! Aside from toilet paper and the cleanout hose, I don't like anything artificial up my ass, so feel free to put some shards up there. Of course, when I'm bumping a guy, I like to taste his ass on my finger after I remove it! Before we bump, there's something you need to know! I love eating ass and it's earned me the nickname Rimbo in piggy circles! Look at this tongue!" He said, sticking it out and wagging it suggestively. "I've been known to rim guys to climax, so if you feel you're about to cum, get your ass off my face and your cock in my mouth! Cum should never be wasted!" "Having a long tongue is like having a long cock, unless you know what to do with it, it's useless!" Blackie said. "Given the way you kiss and what you do to my pits and feet, it's obvious you got mad skills! Lift your legs up and get ready to be bumped!" He said, licking his index finger and dipping it in the bag of shards. "Five should do the trick!" Alex grabbed his legs behind his knees and Blackie squeezed his finger up Alex's ass, gently twisting it as Alex's butt muscles contracted, absorbing the meth. The all too familiar burn was actually a comfort to Alex, knowing what he'd feel soon. Removing his finger from Alex's ass, Blackie brought it to his mouth and sucked on it briefly. "Damn, that tasty ass is gonna be fine to eat and fuck! My turn!"

omg.. if people have me cum condoms I would share vids of me eating them with the person sending.. via Kik or Wickr. I wanna get really into this fetish. I saw a dude gargle a big load once and I was never the same after

Part 16 - Picking Them Off One By One Flicking through the many posts on facebook he found a picture of three guys, Mario, Jordan and someone called Curt. Diligently Sage had watched Mario unlock his phone many times and knew his pin code, Mario was sound asleep next to him. He saw that Curt had his arm around Jordan and could just make out Jordan's fingers showing he had hold of Curt's arse. It looked like he hung out at the same bar on Friday nights where he had picked Mario up, he locked the phone and replaced it. Mario's body was not coping well with the infection and he told him to go and see the a doctor, that was the extent of care Sage would give him. After all he had done what he intended to with Mario but he was getting nowhere finding Jordan, he thought he would keep Mario around a few more weeks since he still had a use. He had his most revealing clothes on as he walked in to bar, he only hoped that the traffic had not delayed him to much. Sage stood at the bar and ordered a drink, it was as if things could not have gone better, as soon as the bartender put his drink down he looked to the left of Sage to take another order. Sage glanced and there stood Curt their eyes immediately making contact and Curt nodded to Sage. Unlike Mario Curt was nearly his height and had a pretty defined look about his body. Sage nodded and returned his gaze as though he was looking at his drink, his eyes were actually fixed on the mirror behind the bar watching Curt. Unmistakably Curt was eyeing up Sage's arms and the muscle showing through the tight t-shirt. Sage smiled inwardly to himself and knew this was going to be easy, his view blocked by the bartender placing Curt's drink down, Sage turned to look out over the room his back resting against the bar. Curt sipped his drink "Gotta say man that is fantastic muscle definition you got going there". Sage nodded "Thanks" he looked at him and cocked his head to one side "I know you from somewhere". "Usually pop in here every Friday for a drink" Curt said implying this would be why. "No, not from here" he paused "I think it was a photo, some months back" Sage gave the impression racking his brains. Curt looked "hmm, I had a photo with two friends a while back it was on facebook". "Dam that's it, I'm sure you was in a photo with a friend of mine Jordan and his pal, err, Mario" Sage exclaimed. Curt laughed "Yes that was me" he relaxed as they chatted about their friends in common. Curt went as far as saying that he hadn't seem either of them for more than month, Sage said that Jordan had gone back to the east coast from what he could remember and didn't really know Mario that well only to chat to. They took it in turns buying drinks and Curt was getting a little flirty with Sage the more he drunk, Curt ran his hand along Sage's biceps mouthing the words 'holy shit'. Sage being charismatic and open to being flirted with attitude was starting to pay off. "So Sage, I don't normally do this, but do you want to come back to mine" Curt was edging on slurring his words. Sage smiled "You are very sexy Curt, but I don't know if we should" he ordered Curt another drink. Curt looked down "I should have guessed that someone like you would be more in to muscle men". Sage placed his finger under Curt's chin and lifted his head "Why would you think that?". Curt sighed "Don't know it seems to be the usual way". Sage kissed him lightly on the mouth "I am not that shallow, drink up then. I am not promising sex though". Curt gulped down with drink and felt the burn in his throat and coughed "Hell was that a double?". "Certainly didn't order a double" Sage placed his half empty glass down on the bar smirking. He followed Curt's slightly wobbly walking out of the bar, everyone else in the bar paid no attention to the two men leaving. Curt wrestled with his keys and opened the door to his apartment, Sage closed the door behind him and stood in the lounge. Curt walked over to took Sage's shirt off, his hands rubbed up and down the taught biceps, as he moved his hands over the chest and abdomen Sage closed his arms around Curt's body and kissed him deep. He hands moved to Curt's buttocks, squeezing and caressing them and jolting his shorts down in one motion so he stood partially naked until he removed Curt's shirt and he stood bare in front of him. The wispy blond hair and deep blue eyes starring back at Sage was more than he could desire, he slipped his shorts off and grabbed hold of Curt and pulled him in to his arms. His tongue lashed out deep in to Curt's mouth coating the inside with his saliva and rubbing his cock up against his body which was as rigid as steel, he was ready to seal Curt's fate for knowing Jordan. Curt pushing Sage away said he needed to get a condom, Sage picked up his shorts and pulled 3 condoms out showing them to Curt, their bodies collapsing on the carpet in the lounge they kissed liked their mouths were possessed by demons. Sage flipped curt over on to his stomach and slapped each cheek of Curt's arse, he kissed each cheek then spread them apart exposing his beautiful hole. Curt heard him spit and felt the warm saliva running over his hole before Sage dived in with this tongue. Curt cried out in ecstasy his legs pounding up and down against the floor as Sage tongue fucked and bit his hole, the alcohol in Curt's body making him horny he shouted out to Sage 'Oh fuck me Sage, fuck me hard oh Sage please fuck me'. Sage choose the special blue coloured condom that he always carried. He spat on Curt's hole as he tore the packet of the condom open and wrapped it over his shaft, Curt was not out of control that he couldn't check that Sage had put it on. His head arched up as he felt Sage's tongue eating his arse again, as quick as it had started it finished. He felt the muscled body snaking its way up along his body and looming over him. Sage tenderly kissing the shoulders and neck of Curt as he slowly moved up towards the ear, Curt's body arched and ached to be fucked. He turned his head and met Sage's lips as they parted and his mouth filled with Sage's tongue. He kissed him tenderly "Are you sure you want me to fuck you?". "Oh fuck yes and I want to feel your arms holding me tight as you do it" Curt replied in a husky sexual way. Sage kneeled up and pulled a sachet of lube from his shorts and bit the packet open, he put his finger nail between his teeth and bit a small part out leaving a coarse jagged edge on his index finger. Liberally applying the lube over his wrapped cock and Curt's arse he used a different finger to push some lube in and began to tease Curt's hole with the head of his cock. Curt gasped and moaned as the head slipped in, Sage gave a couple of gentle thrusts back and forth before slipping a few more inches inside his arse. Curt moaned and begged Sage to fuck his brains out, Sage lowered his body and slipped his left arm around Curt's chest, he heard curt moan 'Oh fuck yes hold me tight'. Sage lowered his full weight on to Curt's back gently and slipped his right arm around the neck positioning his hand on his left shoulder to shop him moving forward. Gently he eased most of his cock inside Curt and began to gently fuck without penetrating to deeply, his slow methodical movement broken by kissing, his hips moved up and down up then down with force that pushed his cocked deeper inside Curt who let out a loud cry. He had never felt such a hard cock inside him and every time Sage pushed in a different angle he could feel it pushing hard against anal wall. The stokes were gentle but very much deliberate, it was only a matter of minutes before the laxtex of the condom mixed with the oil based lubricant would wear it down and start splitting each time it was rubbed along the anal wall. Curt was moaning with a feeling of pleasure that he had never experienced before, the technique of Sage's fucking was extraordinary. Sage released his hold on Curt and slowly extracted his cock. Sage leaned over and whispered 'Fuck Curt you are so hot, stay there need more lube and to loosen your tight hole up a little', Curt lowered his head and produce an audible sigh of pleasure. Sage noticed a small tear in the condom already, he coated it in more lube and some on Curt's hole, he pushed his middle finger in to Curt's arse and passed him a bottle of poppers. Curt greedily began taking half a dozen long hard sniffs and Sage seized the moment and slipped his index finger in carefully, finger fucking him for a couple of minutes he then twisted his hand quickly ensure the jagged nail caught and ripped his anal wall. Curt's arse bucked but mixture of poppers and alcohol mistook the pain as pleasure and kept pushing his arse back on the fingers. Sage never one to miss an opportunity dug his finger in deeper and twisted them three more time before pulling them out. There was a good coating of blood on his two fingers which he licked tasting the blood of his new victim, he pushed his cock in harder this time as Curt screamed in pain and pleasure. Sage wrapped both his arms around the chest of the Curt and began to fuck him with more intensity, his grip on Curt preventing his body from moving away from his thrusting. Curt grabbed Sage's head pulling him towards his mouth, he was rewarded by the invading tongue of Sage, Curt's other hand was pushing up against the base of the sofa as if it would ease the rocketing thrusts his arse was now enduring. Sage raised his head and smiled at the feeling of the condom finally giving way and releasing his cock along with the stored precum in the tip. Curt laid there in heaven 'Hold me tighter Sage and fuck harder' he begged, Sage was only to happy to oblige. Sage ramped up the speed and intensity and pounded the sheer life out of Curt's body for a good 15 minutes until he felt his balls tightening. Curt began to resist and tried to free himself from Sage's grip but the more tried to ply the arms away the tighter they squeezed and held him, Sage sneered 'You wanted to get fucked now shut up and take it'. At that moment he rammed his hips so hard against Curt's arse that Curt squealed in pleasured pain and his eyes rolled up behind the eye lids, Sage could not see how much Curt was enjoying this since he was fixated on breeding his victim. Curt was rewarded for his good behaviour as his arse was flooded with stream after stream of Sage contagious bodily fluid, he continued pushing his hips hard against Curt's arse grinding as he did so. He had to make sure that his toxic seed coated all of his insides like an abstract piece of art. Curt collapsed forward panting heavily and Sage pulled his cock out and inspected his blood covered cock, all that remained was the plastic ring of the condom and a couple of latex strands, the rest had shredded completely apart during the fucking. Sage slapped Curt's arse and chuckled, not only would be by shitting toxic seed it would have blue latex mixed in. Sage went to the bathroom and cleaned his cock, Curt was sparked out on the floor when he returned. Sage dressed and went towards the door before he turned back to look at Curt who was now lightly snoring, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and snapped a picture of Curt. Smiling to himself and looking at Curt, he was by far the easiest stealth fuck to date, he closed the apartment door behind him as he left. Mario was feeling better and browsing the celeb magazine websites. A picture caught his attention title 'Nicky and husband fun in the sun'. The picture had been retweeted by friends of the person who took it until one eagle eyed gossip columnist came across whilst searching #FamousPeople, from there is circulated and appeared in several publications. Mario did a double take looking closely, it was definitely Jordan with his arm around a younger guy. Why on earth would Jordan be in Barbados with another man and who was it?, curiosity got the better of him and he googled the hell out of the picture trying to find a mention of the other people in the photo but it was coming up blank. He put his tablet down and dozed off. Sage opened the apartment door and walked in to the bedroom waking Mario up. "Glad your back Sage" Mario tentatively spoke "Jordan was in Barbados" he showed Sage the web page. Unmistakably he saw Jordan and the other guy "Who is the guy he is with?. Mario cowered slightly "I don't know". Sage saw Nick and Kit in the picture, he sat down and let Mario drift off to sleep again. He googled Kit and saw social media posts where he always seemed to be in one of the live music bars for an hour on Wednesday evenings. He smiled to himself, time to make a new friend tomorrow night he thought. It may be difficult since Kit was a famous rock musician himself but he would turn on the seduction that Sage did so well. He looked at Mario laying there in bed, pathetic idiot he thought broken so easily but in some way Sage was drawn to Mario. It was still early as Sage headed off to downtown LA and the bar just off Rodeo drive, deliberately taking the bus in he had time to study the photos of Kit in the bar. He nearly always sat in the same place to the left of the bar and the times on the photo postings were nearly always between 7 and 8pm. Sage pushed the door open and walked looking around strange he thought, this doesn't seem to be the place. He wandered over to a completely different looking bar and asked the bartender if this was the live music venue. The bartender laughed and pointed to a door at the back telling Sage the music lounge is out that way and is just getting started. He walked through and smiled, this is it he thought walking over to the left side of the bar he sat down and ordered a coke. The first band was playing a type of country rock playlist, he was totally immersed in the performance and didn't notice Kit coming in or that he was now standing behind him. The band finished and were taking a 15 minute breather, the lounge was only half full and Sage sensed someone behind him and turned on his bar stool to face the bar. "Hell dude, where did you come from" Sage made the pretence to jump in surprise. Kit laughed "Sorry mate didn't mean to make you jump". Sage laughed "I didn't know you where standing behind me". "Great band aren't they?" Kit stated. Sage glanced over at them "Pretty good, but I am just getting in to this style of music and still finding my way". Kit looked and assumed he didn't know who he was "I can help you understand I am in a band like this". "Really? thanks man would appreciate it" Sage held out his hand "I'm Sage". Kit took his hand "Names Keith but everyone knows me as Kit, you here alone?". "Yes, how about you?" Sage returned. Kit laughed "I am, Wednesday is my free pass night. How about a drink and we go sit at a table". "Thank you Kit that would be awesome, nice to have someone to talk to about the music style". Kit stayed in the bar for 2 hours with Sage they chatted on and off between the music until he declared that he would have to head off. Sage walked with Kit to the door and they agreed to meet up here again next week and swapped mobile numbers. Kit arrived home as Nicky was reading a script for a film, he told her about meeting a great guy who he just spent a couple of hours with talking about music. And the best part he doesn't know who I am, gonna meet him at the bar again next week. Nicky leaned over and kissed him and said it would be good for him to have a friend outside the band and the Hollywood set.

6. JP I woke up as the sunrise crossed from subtle to direct and intense. I woke up early enough during the week that it was sometimes hard to sleep in on the weekends. As I shifted position, a boy pressed his head against my chest. From the innate sense mammals have for their mates, I could tell that the boy was not Cal nor was the boy Jon. Slowly, it came back to me. Jon had brought a new boy over, a boy for us to play with, and with luck, infect. But somehow, it had gone a bit off the rails. The boy was adorable, and his hungry hole had drained us all dry. However, when it turned into a second and then a third load that he milked out of us, there was more than just physical attraction. He looked up at me. "Morning," he said. I leaned in and kissed him. I could taste the other two men in my family. "Morning," I finally replied as I broke off the kiss. My leg was pressed against his groin, and I could feel that he had sprouted morning wood. He pressed it even harder against, still horny from the night before. Behind him, Jon opened his eyes. Cal had gotten up earlier; if I had to guess, his hole had been hungry when he woke up. He would have hit the pipe, then tried to find some random guy to breed his hole. He required a pretty steady diet of sperm to stay satisfied, and even with the two of us, we couldn't always keep up. He would return soon enough, sweaty, disheveled, tweaking, and dripping sperm. Hopefully, by then, some more of the guests would have arrived, and he'd be able to get even more loads from them. "Good morning," Jon said. He leaned in, over Seth's head and kissed me. Then he leaned down and kissed Seth's head. "Hungry boy," he murmured. "Oh?" I asked. "His hole is trying to swallow my dick," Jon said. "You need to get fucked?" I asked Seth. "Please," he said. I reached down and grabbed his butt cheek, pulling it apart and exposing Seth's well-used hole for Jon's raw cock. "Fill me up," he continued. "Careful what you ask for," I said. My fingertips brushed against Jon's dick. It was soft and warm on the outside, but that masked the rigid, stiff core. His shaft was still slippery with the sweat, spit, lube, and cum that had accumulated over the course of the evening and into the small hours of the night. There was a soft gasp from Seth; Jon had penetrated the boy and the fuck had begun. "Mmmmmm," Jon moaned. More of his shaft slid past my fingers. Jon was always horny in the morning. It was the perfect time for Seth to be gifted with another thick and potent load of sperm. "Fucking hot." "Can you feel the cum up there?" I asked. Jon smiled. "Hell yeah," he said. "So much god damned sperm in this boy." "You're a lucky boy," I told Seth. "I know I am," Seth said. He moaned as Jon pushed his dick a bit further. It was a moan of pleasure; I wondered if he'd feel the same pleasure when being fucked at the end of our weekend together. "Your dick. So damn hard. And so fucking deep." "And so completely raw," Jon whispered into his ear, just loud enough for me to hear it over the sounds of the two men fucking. "Raw. And safe," Seth replied. "Fucking perfect." My dick twitched. The night before, Jon and I had replaced most of the poor boy's PReP with harmless and ineffective sugar pills. The occasional live ammunition would make it even worse for Seth; it would help ferment a drug-resistant strain even as he thought it was protecting him. All I needed to do now was to habituate him to skipping doses as well. "Taking it all boy?" I asked. "I am. Every raw inch of it." I leaned in and kissed him. I pressed my tongue into him and forced myself onto him. He accepted me willingly, even sucking me deeper. It was easy to lose myself into the kiss, even more so knowing my husband was fucking him. It was the same feeling we had with Cal. A fourth would be an interesting addition to our small family. "He's gonna cum in me, isn't he?" "Yeah," I said, then kissed him again. We got lost, taking several minutes to remember to breathe, much less continue to talk. "Cum deep in your guts," I said. "That's what I want," Seth replied. Another kiss, another five minutes of intimate pleasure. "His load in my ass." I wrapped my arm around Seth's head, and leaned in to kiss Jon. He was a bit flushed, his face red. He always looked that way, right before he reached orgasm. "Breed him," I whispered to my husband. "That's my plan," Jon said. "Fill him with my cum." I whispered in his ear, this time softly so that only Jon could hear me. "Your hot poz cum," I said. "You know it." He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close, crushing Seth between us. The young man moaned; Jon's cock was being forced even deeper into his body, and he was loving every second of it. "Fucking cumming," Jon grunted, as his body spasmed in uncontrollable pleasure. "Breed him," I grunted. I had kept my hand on Seth's ass; now it was time to hold him tight. My grip was tight enough to keep him from squirming away. It was his destiny to get loaded up by a bunch of poz men, and it would be a pity for him to miss another one of Jon's massive morning loads. "Fill him up." "Fuuuck yeah," Jon grunted. He had hit the point where the only thing that mattered was his dick and the pleasure it was getting from shooting its load into Seth's asshole. "Fuuuuck," he grunted again. Each one was indicated another eruption of pleasure for Jon, and another spurt of hot, thick cum into Seth. "You're cumming in me," Seth moaned. His voice was a bit weak; I wondered just how intense it was for him. "Fucking fill me up with your hot daddy cum." "Take it, boy," Jon said. "Fucking take every drop." Seth had called him Daddy, and that had gotten Jon's dick throbbing even more. Two more spurts landed in Seth before the boy had even had a chance to breathe. "Fucking breeding you, my boy." "Please, Daddy," Seth said, embracing his desires and dreams, and allowing himself the pleasure of being properly fucked by a real man: hard and intense, raw and unprotected, dangerous and euphoric. "Breed me." "Oh, damn," Jon grunted, then sighed in exhaustion. His pace was slowing down, but Seth had gotten a fresh morning load of cum in his ass. "Fucking intense," he said, then kissed me again. There was sweat on his lips, and I could sense the heat rising from his body. "Fucking good boy." "Fucking hard Daddy," Seth said. He nibbled on one of my nipples, and my dick throbbed. Watching my husband fuck a young boy had reminded me of my own morning wood. "Both daddies," he said. Behind him, Jon slowly pulled his dick from Seth's hole. He then rolled onto his side, his arms and legs spread trying to cool down. "You ok?" I asked. "Fine. Just tired." "You got a workout," I said. "As did you," I said to Seth. He smiled and kissed me. "Happy boy?" "Yeah. But hungry. Daddy dick is filling, but it just leaves you wanting more." "Careful there, boy," Jon said. He was still breathing heavily. "Can I get some food?" Seth asked. "Sure," I said. "You know where the kitchen is, right?" "Yep." He climbed to his knees with surprising dexterity, especially for one freshly fucked, and literally not even out of bed yet. "Take what you need. And come back and let me fuck you," I said. I grabbed my cock and felt how hard it was. Seth paused for a second stepping off the bed. He reached back and grabbed his ass, pulling it aside for me to admire his asshole. There was a smear of white spooge against a light spray of hair. My dick throbbed. "Will do, Sir," Seth said. My dick dripped when I heard him call me Sir. I looked over and saw Jon staring at my cock. He looked up and waited for Seth to step out of the room. "I saw that," he said. He rolled over next to me. "You liked him calling you Sir," he said. He reached down, and ran his finger over the tip of my dick, lubricated by my pre-cum. "Really liked it," he said, and then licked his fingers clean. "Or Daddy," I said. Jon reached down and continued to stroke my dick. It was still hard, and even the light stimulation from Jon caused another drop of cum to form. "Yeah," Jon said, and trailed off for a second. He continued to gently fondle my stiff staff. "Daddy." He leaned up against me and nibbled my ear. I turned towards him and we kissed. "Big daddy dick," he said, running his finger along the length of my shaft. "Poz daddy dick," he mumbled, before I stuck my tongue back in his mouth. "Charged up poz dick," I said. "My man need a recharge?" I asked. I was looking forward to getting my dick into Seth again, but there was more than enough cum in my heavy balls to make all the men in my life happy. "Yeah," Jon said. "You gonna shoot that infected spooge into my raw hole?" The dirty talk, so explicit about the virus we both carried, was turning me on. "Hell yeah. Re-charge my drug-free husband?" "Re-charge, yes. Drug-free, hopefully not," Jon said. Memories of the night before came back to me. I remembered dumping out Seth's PReP. I remembered Jon saying he was going to stop taking his HIV meds. I remembered being hard as a rock at the implications of what we were doing. "Wait. You're gonna take meds today?" I asked. "Of course not," Jon said. "Seth deserves our most potent fluids." He rolled over and opened the bed table drawer. I smiled. "But drug free?" he said as he produced a glass pipe and a torch. "Not if I can do anything about it." With his free hand, a bottle of poppers also appeared. "Wanna start the party?" "Only if I can breed your raw hole," I said. I already knew the answer to the question. "Fuck yeah," Jon said. He sat up in bed, and held the glass pipe up to the window, examining how much was still left in the bowl. "More than enough for us," he said. He lit the torch and held it under the bowl, expertly rolling it and pulling the flame. It was only a few seconds before the first tendrils of white smoke leaked out. "This is going to be fun," he said. He wrapped his lips around the stem, and inhaled deeply. I could see the bowl empty. He paused for a second, and it refilled. He emptied it several more times; I was too distracted by his ass to count them properly. "Fuck," he grunted, and a small cloud escaped from his mouth. Then he leaned in, and pressed his lips against mine. He exhaled, forcing the thick cloud into my lungs. I gasped, but managed to get most of the cloud. We continued to kiss, exhaling and inhaling the cloud between us. Jon pressed his body against me. His cock was still semi-hard from fucking Seth. It felt good to feel him against me, especially as my cock slipped between his legs, and eagerly sought out his hole. "Fuck," I said. "I want to get inside you." "I want you in me," Jon said. "Fucking me." "Breeding you," I said. "Recharging me," Jon mumbled. The tina was just hitting my brain, and my dick was throbbing. "Repozing you," I said. I reached over for the pipe; Jon handed it over. It was still lightly smoking, so I put it in my mouth. Jon held the torch under it, and within a second or two, my lungs were sucking in the thick clouds. "Mmmmmm," I muttered, waiting for the bowl to re-fill. "Help you pass it on to Seth," he said, dreamily. I could tell the tina was hitting him as well. It was a good feeling; our thoughts were getting sleazier and sleazier, and our bodies aroused and ready to follow those thoughts to their logical conclusion. But yet, I didn't want us to get too high yet. The entire weekend stretched out before us, a weekend full of partying and playing and pozzing. I nodded, and Jon killed the torch. I handed the still-warm pipe to Jon, who managed a still respectable hit. We kissed again, and swapped the cloud back and forth. "This is nice," he finally said. "I'm still going to fuck you," I replied. I exhaled the last of the cloud, and it slowly drifted down, and then off the bed. "Still going to fuck you hard." "And raw," Jon said. I rolled him over onto his back, and maneuvered myself between his legs. Instinctively, he grabbed his ankles, and spread his legs wide. I just let my dick follow the path outlined by Jon's muscular, hairy thighs. It led directly to his hole and I let my cockhead rest there for a second. "Re-charge you with my cum." Jon reached down and felt my dick, carefully positioning it so it could slide into his hole. "Your poz cum," he said. "Fucking potent poz cum." I tensed my thighs, just enough to push my dick an inch or two forward. It was all the force that I needed. My dickhead slid easily into Jon's hole, and the two of us moaned softly as my shaft slid into his tight, warm, raw hole. "I'm inside you." "Fucking me," Jon said. I leaned in, pushed a few more inches of my dick into him, and then kissed him. "Fucking me with that fat daddy cock," Jon said, when I finally let him catch his breath. He stared at me, his brilliant green eyes flashing in the morning sun. "I love you," he said. "I love you too," I replied. It was all too easy to love a man who took my cock like Jon did, and then would return the favor with even more intensity and passion. "Love the way my pozcock feels in your hole." "Last night," Jon began. I knew what he was going to talk about. "Your numbers." I was right. "Yeah?" I asked. I had just gotten blood work back. My viral load was high and my T-cell count was low. It was not a good combination. "Are you?" He paused for a moment, hesitating. "You know. Go for it." "Full-blown?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "Full-blown." I could tell he was being careful not to put any emotion into it. He wanted this to be my decision. But it was hard for him to hide the way he was stroking his dick. Surprisingly, for a man who had both just shot his load and just hit the crystal, his cock was getting hard. "AIDS," he said. "I don't know," I said. I pressed my dick deep into him. My cockhead twitched, and a few drops of pre-cum landed in his gut. "It's scary. But also, exciting." "Yeah," Jon said. He smiled again, pulled me close, and kissed me. It was close and familiar, the product of years of fucking and loving. "You know, not matter what, I'm here for you. No matter what you choose." "And your ass?" "Will always welcome your cock. You know. I took your cock neg. I took your cock poz. And I'll take your cock with full-blown AIDS as well." "Fuck," I grunted, shoving my cock deep into my husband's ass. "I love you." "I love you too. I want you to cum in me." Jon wrapped his legs around me, and pulled himself onto my cock. A bolt of sexual energy ricocheted out of my dick, across my body, and landed in my brain. "Fucking give me your AIDS load," he grunted into my ear. "You want it?" I moaned. "You want my AIDS cum?" I asked. I was pounding my dick into him relentlessly. I don't know why I even thought the question. I had past the point of no return, and there was no way I could stop myself. Jon, of course, was hungry for my dirty, infected poz load. "Breed me," he said. "Fucking breed me with that AIDS dick. Fill me with your foul and toxic cum." He tightened his legs around me and held me fast. He was holding me tightly enough that it was hard for me to even move, much less pull out far enough that even a drop of my deadly poz cum would drip out of his hole. "Make me your poz bro. Your infected husband." My dick was throbbing. These were some of the darkest and most depraved fantasies that we had, the ones where we would infect each other, spread it to our friends, and gift it to utter strangers. These were the fantasies that Cal had help us make real and the same fantasies that crystal made more intense and arousing. "Fuck," I grunted. "Your hole is hungry for it." "Give it to me," Jon moaned. "Fucking breed me. Knock me up. Give me your disease." I leaned in, and we kissed. I was dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into Jon's hole. Several years ago, the two of us had hooked up with a doctor. Tweaked out on crystal, the three of us had started talking about pozzing. He had told us about his patients, how the men would tell him first about playing around with tina. Then the men had told him about barebacking when they were high. Finally, he would tell each of them that they were poz. We smoked another bowl together, sharing stories of partying and barebacking. Finally, Jon had asked the doctor if pre-cum was enough. The doctor had taken samples of each of our pre-cum and showed us under an old microscope just how many sperm were there. "Enough to get a girl pregnant," the doctor had said. "Or infect a twink," he had also added. Ever since, Jon and I had treasured these longer moments of exchange. It allowed us to build and strengthen the fluid bond between us, without the pressures and aftermath of a release. Even so, invariably the resulting orgasms were the biggest and most intense we shared. "Mmmmmm," I moaned. "You want to share another hit?" I asked. Jon smiled. He knew exactly how another hit from the glass pipe would impact our love-making. The talk would get dirtier and we would push each other to greater extremes. I couldn't help but wonder about Seth. The young man had taken multiple loads from all three of us last night, and then, Jon and I had destroyed the only thing that was protecting him from us. Both things had been ideas cooked up in previous tweaked-out party sessions. What would we think up this evening? "Yeah," Jon said, jolting me back to reality. He reached over and grabbed the pipe and torch. We sat up a bit, making it easier for him to heat up the bowl. It quickly started smoking, and he stuck the stem of the pipe in his mouth. As he inhaled and tasted the familiar smoke, he closed his eyes and smiled. "Fuck, this is nice. You inside me," he said between breaths draining the bowl. "My poz cock," I murmured, as he continued to suck down gulps of clouds. Finally, he nodded, and I took the pipe from him. It was still warm, so I took a few quick hits. "Maybe my AIDS dick," I said as I adjusted the torch. The drugs were filling my lungs, and just beginning to hit my brain. The crystal was amplifying the HIV already lodged there, and sending signals directly to my cock. It was all-consuming; all I wanted to do was breed. I kissed Jon, and we swapped spit and clouds, letting all of the drug fill our body. The warmth was spreading outward from my cock and only re-enforcing my erection. "Fuck," I moaned. My dick stiffened. "I want to breed you," I grunted. "Do it," Jon replied. "Breed me hard." "I want to breed Cal." "Do it, man," Jon replied to me. "Breed him deep." I shoved my dick deep into Jon's raw hole. "I want to breed Seth," I said. I said it on auto-pilot, but I suddenly realized that I had meant it all. I wanted to breed my husband, of course. And, clearly, I wanted to breed our young boy. But I also wanted to breed this brand-new boy as well, and I wanted to breed him in the same breath as these critical men. "You wanna breed Seth?" Jon arched his brow at me, but then smiled. "One rule." It was my turn to look quizzical, but Jon continued. "One rule. As raw as possible," he said, smiling. My cock twitched, and more pre-cum dripped into Jon's hole. "Of course," I said, and kissed him again. It was hard to imagine life without Jon. It was horribly trite, but he wasn't just my husband, but also my best friend, closest confidant, and indispensable therapist. He usually knew what I needed long before I realized it. "You need another hit," he said. "A big one," he continued. "Before you breed Seth with that thick, hard cock of yours." "Poz cock," I mumbled, as I picked up the pipe and fumbled with the torch. "More than that," Jon said. "Fucking AIDS cock." Between my arousal and the crystal, my head was spinning and my dick was throbbing. It seemed all I could think about was spreading my seed and my virus. I wanted Jon to get it; I wanted Cal to get it; and, of course, I wanted Seth to get it. Nevertheless, I still managed to get the torch lit, and melted the tina. I stuck the pipe in my mouth and inhaled. "Big hit for me, my love. And a bigger hit for Seth." I inhaled slow and deep, letting the potent drug fill my lungs and seep into my bloodstream. I savored the hit. Before the day was done I would introduce Seth to these pleasures of crystal. I wondered how far the drug would push him and what dark fantasies would be uncovered. "That's it," Jon said. His voice was gentle, yet firm. It was impossible for me to deny him anything, even when it was a drug-fueled sexually depraved fantasy. Or maybe, especially when it was a party and play sexual fantasy. "Get tweaked for me. And get Seth tweaked for all of us." I paused a second, lowering the torch to avoid burning the tina. "And plant some toxic seed in that fertile ass," I said. I stuck the pipe back in my mouth, and inhaled a thick cloud. "Fuck," I grunted, and dutifully inhaled another cloud. I was able to do a third before my lungs filled up. "But not before I plant one inside of you," I said. I held the hit for at least a minute. I put the pipe to the side, and gently slow-fucked Jon's hole with my cock. Even as early into the party as I was then, I was still utterly tweaked, and the additional hit would only make it worse. "Re-infect me, my poisoned man," Jon said. He squeezed his ass around my shaft. I was trying to hold off, but I was getting pushed closer to the edge. "I know you've got plenty of loads up there," Jon said. "Fuuuck," I moaned, exhaling the thick cloud. It took a second before I could see Jon again. It was a bigger hit than I should have done, but I was beyond caring about that. I needed to share my gift. "I'm getting close." Last time I had partied like this, I had cum at least five times before I lost count. There would be plenty for both Jon and Seth. "Cum in me," Jon grunted, squeezing my dick. I grunted. "Fucking breed me with your poz cock," he continued. "Infect me with your AIDS cum," he said, as he pulled me down into a kiss. His tongue pressed into my mouth, and I lost it. "Fuuuuck," I grunted again, as my balls churned. "Oh god. So fucking hot. Gonna cum in you. Fill you up with my poz cum." I was on autopilot, more observing my body going through its darkest impulses. There was nothing I could do to keep from cumming. "Do it," Jon said. "Fucking re-infect you with my poz cum?" I asked in reply. "You want it?" I knew the answer, but it was far sweeter to hear it from him. "Fucking breed me. Fucking infect me with your AIDS cum." "Oh fuck," I grunted, and slammed my dick into my husband. This was how we stayed connected. We exchanged fluids as often as possible, and we had always embraced the deadly consequences. My balls clenched, and my cockhead tingled. I was on edge. I pushed my dick all the way into Jon and held it. "I'm cumming," I muttered before I lost all capability for rational thought. "FUUUUCK," I grunted, as a jet of pozcum rocketed down the length of my shaft, directly into Jon's receptive hole. "FUUUUUCK," I grunted again when a second spurt shot out. My cum was thick and hot. It burnt as it travelled the length of my dick, but it only reminded me of the potency of my seed. My dick was a loaded gun, my balls were endless magazines, and I was shooting right into my husband. I slammed my cock back into his wet hole, feeling the slimy fluid I had already injected squish around, and felt the force of the third spurt into his raw asshole. "Fuck, your cum burns," Jon said. He smiled. "I hope that means you're shooting proper AIDS spunk." That comment got him another thick load of cum. Jon tightened his ass around my shaft, clenched his fists, and closed his eyes. With over eight inches of my dick buried inside his body, we were completely connected. I felt the struggle of his body, wanting simultaneously to reject my deadly, diseased gift of virus-soaked semen and accept my loving, purifying gift of marriage. Jon struggled for several seconds, his ass writhing on my cock, before his need took over. He relaxed, his ass released, and I felt him accept my loving and deadly seed. "Take it, my man," I said, as more of my juice dripped into him. "Get every drop," I continued. "Fucking intense," Jon said. My dick was still lodged deep in him, still dripping cum. But the initial intensity of the orgasm had passed and I could enjoy the long release. "I think you're full-blown," he said. "At least the way your cum burns." I smiled. I closed my eyes, and imagined myself in a few years, following this path. The virus would have left marks on my body. My cheeks were hollow, my frame was a bit gaunt, but I still had the muscles and the hair. However, my cock felt bigger. Stronger even, and so much more potent and powerful, compared to today. In my vision, it thrust in and out of Jon. It pounded Cal relentlessly. And slammed deep into Seth; the young man now had a beautiful biohazard tattoo emblazoned on his flat stomach. "Oh fuck," I moaned. My dick surged, and two more spurts of cum drained from the bottom of my balls into Jon. I would need a bit of a respite before I was going to be able to cum again. But that would be later. For now, I stroked in and out as I worked the thick toxic paste into Jon's guts. "Wow," Jon said, his eyes distant. He clenched his fists again, and this time, his entire body shook, not just his ass. "Wow," he grunted again, as he struggled to maintain control. His ass held onto my dick like a lifeline. For a moment I was scared, worried that it was a reaction to the drugs we had done, not the cum I had just injected into him. But then, just as before, he relaxed and his ass sucked in my dick, accepting every poisoned drop of my seed. "Wow," he said again. "Those were, uh." Jon didn't finish the sentence quite yet. He wrapped his arms around me, pulled me tight against his chest, and kissed me. I thought for a second, I could taste my cum in his mouth. But then I lost myself in the post-orgasmic bliss. We made out for maybe seconds, maybe hours, before Jon finally broke it off. "I love you," he said. "And that cum. You need to share those dregs of your infected balls with Seth." "I will," I said. I shifted slightly; it was just enough stimulation to realize that my dick had finally gotten semi-soft, and it started to fall out of Jon. "When does the party start?" I asked. I reached over and grabbed Jon's cock. His was soft and small; the crystal had hit him much differently than it had affected me. Jon carefully rolled over. Unfortunately, it meant that my dick fell out but he ensured that every drop of my spooge stayed inside him. "Jesse should be over shortly. Thought Seth would enjoy a massage before the gang bang." "And get his hole penetrated by Jesse's unmedicated dick?" I asked. My own dick was twitching, thinking about another load of infected cum landing in Seth. Even though I knew this was the crystal thinking for me, it was still felt undeniably real to me. "Among other things," Jon said. He smiled. "This the time for us to introduce him to partying?" I asked. "Hell yeah it is," Jon said. "I thought you would never ask." We kissed again. "Maybe a booty bump. And you can fuck it into him?" I kissed him again. My dick was throbbing. "You want to message Jesse? Tell him what the plan is?" "Sure." I rolled over and grabbed my phone. I found Jesse one page down in my messages; it had been a quick conversation about helping poz some boy Jesse had found. I pounded out a quick message. "You and me. We're gonna help Seth get his first booty bump. And more high viral load cum."

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

18 men so far have had the pleasure of breeding my ass, Many of them have given me multiple loads via repeat encounters. The first guy that got me into bareback probably gave me close to 50 or 60 loads just from him as we were FBs for a few years. Im definitely nearing 100, but not sure of an exact number.

That's life! I've also been molested and abused! that's part of growing up.

Thanks for the follow. It made my clitty tingle.

my weirdest fetish is i love for a guy to come a steal my money. usually im home i leave my wallet out the guy comes and while fucking me he takes everything. some guys put the money in my chest or back while fucking me and take pics, sometimes even with my ids or credit cards. I have let a few guys blackmail me and you feel so powerless and scare that is so fucking exciting

Hey Hoss- I'll have a cigar all ready for when you slide your cock in my ass raw to breed me. I love laying back, legs up and smoking, as a bear fucks me raw until he comes. And I'll be rubbing your belly and nipples the whole time, buddy.

I wanna chat with nasty dudes right now I've taken raw loads at gloryholes, in theaters, public restrooms on my back with my ass under the stall, cars, parks, blindfolded in a hotel ro0m, anywhere I can get a quick load. I can't stop taking loads, I have tried. It's impossible. The feeling I get when a stranger dumps his load deep inside my ass is indescribable. It's a high. Knowing that some strange man, who I usually never even see, has his bare cock up inside my butt and is using my hole as his own personal ass pussy to dump his load into is the sexiest thing I have ever encountered. Knowing that 6, 7, 10 men use my hole in a row, each other guy plunging into a sloppier and more cum filled hole is simply irresistible for me. Knowing that I might be considered the nastiest whore they've ever fucked is something I can't ever stop. I am addicted to having anonymous strangers empty their balls into my ass.

Met a guy off fabguys a few months back and we had some car fun. He was a dirty older guy with a decent size but amazing girth, I was a little wasted off coke and weed so my mouth was dry as fuck and the only thing making his cock wet was his own pre... After a good 30minutes of edging him, dirty talk and him working my boicunt with his fingers he started fucking my mouth harder and harder until I felt him fucking gush into my throat, I genuinely thought he was pissing. It was an amazing sensation to feel him spurt his sweet load into my mouth for what felt like a good 10 seconds. I swear he could have filled half a pint it felt like so much.

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

I started at about 10, with my slightly younger brother and I sucking each other, and then our cousin joining us. I think kids should be let to experiment. I also think that if a boy/teen takes the lead with an older man, he should be allowed to suck. Admittedly, that age depends on the boy/teen. I was ready for men's cocks (although I didn't get any) at about 12. In short, it depends on the boy/teen/adult.

Gotta love being parTied up and having uninhibited slutty fun at a bathhouse!

this was my biggest one, initially I feel his pre-cum that was like as huge and thick as normal cum, and then he hold my head and shot several spurt of cum on my mouth, it was at least 6-8 squirts, each one big and thick. The feeling of having the mouth over filled was awesome.

He pulled my trousers open and down and fondled my balls. "Nice.. " he whispered, "Full of lovely spunk!" He had undone his belt as he squatted in front of me, and as he stood up he was naked with from the waist down. His cock was stiff below his sagging belly, but he wasn't interested in that. He turned round and showed me his wasted buttocks with the flesh sagging in wrinkles. He dug out some lube and smeared it over my cock., then reached back and guided it towards his hole. I gasped with shock and excitement as he pushed back and my cock slid deliciously into his perverted asshole. "Oh yeah!" He gasped. "Fuck me, dearie!" Despite feeling repulsed by his wasted body, I couldn't help thrusting in and out and gave myself up to the filthy act. Suddenly a light flickered in the stairwell. My heart lurched in fear, and then the heavy body of the ugly barman lurched into view with a torch in his hand. "Don't mind me, lads." He said. "Seen it all before. Got to check every couple of hours to make sure no druggies using the place." He came over and shone his torch on my belly. "Give us a look, then." The other man pulled himself slowly off my cock until it flopped out of his arsehole and glistened wetly in the torchlight. "Why don't you give it a go, Jim?" He grinned. "Don't mind if I do. Here hold this." He handed over the torch and loosened the belt below his heavy belly. I might as well have been a piece of meat the way they talked about me, and yet it excited me how matter of fact they could be about such filthy activities. He bared his fat, pimply backside which was pale in the reflected torchlight. "Got any lube, Bill?" The other man dug out the tube and handed it over. Jim squeezed a dollop onto a grimey forefinger then smeared it into the dark crease between his buttocks. He spread his cheeks and guided my cock into him. His hole was puffy and slack and flowered around my cock like silk as I slid up him. "Fuckin' hell!" He grunted. "You've got a nice cock, mate." He began moving back and forth on my dick as Bill shone the torch on the fat buttocks and watched me fuck him. "You can cum in him, if you want. He loves it when they spunk up him." "Yeah," Said the barman. "Shoot it! Give me your cum!" I was overwhelmed by the sheer degradation, sheer filthiness of what was happening to me, and with a sob of pleasure my cock swelled and throbbed and I felt myself spurting deep inside the man's rectum. He held still until I finished, then stood up. Spunk dripped from his hole and he dug out a dirty handkerchief and mopped it up. He pulled his trousers up said "Thanks, mate" and went up the stairs. The man called Bill ruffled my hair and gave me a kiss. "Come on, lets go up and get a drink."

It was a very random night, my coworker, Will, who I rarely see outside of work called me up and told me to come join him and another work buddy downtown. I never cared much for my coworker, Will, but I've always had a huge boner for our other coworker, Cal. They're both very straight, with wives and kids, but they know I'm gay and it's never been a secret plus they also know I like my X and mdma. I just recently turned 30, have always been in decent shape, trimmed body hair, nice chest, broad shoulders, always loved my beer though so no six pack of abs, just an average cub kind of guy. So I guess they'd been to a concert. The day before, Will asked me to hook him up with a bit of X - he was no stranger to the drug scene so I wasn't really surprised. Cal, however, was a huge surprise. He's an athlete outside of work, always in marathons, iron man competitions, and is the father of a fairly young family too. So when I showed up to find Cal totally wired up on ecstasy which I provided, I was shocked... and pretty excited. I didn't think I'd be getting anywhere with Cal sex-wise, but I was planning on getting my hands all over that chiseled manly body of his and make him feel as good as possible. They were both wasted and flying so I suggested taking them out to a club and let them add some booze to the mix. They were stoked on that idea and said they wanted to see what kinds of clubs I go to... and before I could describe my preferred scene Will demanded I take them to the cheesiest clubby gay bar I could think of. Great. I hate those bars. So off we went, to a stupid pretentious bar full of young queerios and their overdone fag hags. It was ok though, Cal was already clinging to me for dear life, like I had become his safety anchor - his fingers fidgeting and digging into my skin, he was so wound up on the x - it turns out this was his first time trying it. He didn't seem to mind that my hand was wandering down his back and feeling the crest of his muscled ass cheeks. I slipped my hand between his jeans and his boxers and gave a little squeeze. He is a manly hairy guy - thick and muscular, with crisp frost blue eyes and black curly hair, just turned 40 and has that distinguished salt and pepper sort of look with a fucking hot 5 o'clock shadow. Fuck I wanted him so bad. I barely paid any attention to Will, he was getting obnoxious, as usual and trying to start fights with the bouncer... his favourite thing to do is piss people off. Cal and I hung out in an upstairs area. I stood behind him while he sat and overlooked the busy dance floor. I started giving him a shoulder massage and could see the shiver of delight jolt through his body when I touched him. I wrapped my arms around his chest from behind, I felt up his bulging pec's and could feel the coarse hair of his manly chest through his shirt. His nips were rock hard and he was rolling his head back into my neck and nuzzling his lips along my cheek. He was obviously enjoying himself. All I could think of was to get him back to my place, so I suggested we get out of there. I warned him that he probably shouldn't go home to his wife (who is known to be a total conservative and uptight bitch) - but of course I was gracious enough to extend an invite to my place and let him sleep it off. He agreed, the mention of his wife nearly sobered him up - and to my surprise, he asked me to compose the message to her on his phone because his vision was so messed up he couldn't see the font! I sent a letter off to her pretending I was Cal - explaining that "I" couldn't get home tonight, that my idiot friend Will promised to DD and decided to drink. So I was going to crash at a work friend's place. Perfect. Done. Cal is now mine for one whole night. Who the fuck ever knew I'd have this kind of luck randomly land on me? Fast forward through one very obnoxious cab ride home with Will screaming out his window at anyone walking along the sidewalk - we made it to my place. Will is a total drunk, so the second we got into my quiet house, he hit a couch and was out cold for the night. Cal was a bit anxious. He didn't seem to know what to do with himself, he'd asked for another pill just before we left the club and I could see it was just kicking in now. The shivers, the eye rolls, the tensed up shoulders and clenched jaw. He was rollin alright. I loaded up my bong and got him to take a hit. Again, he's so fresh to the scene I had to actually hit the bong and do half of it for him. He knew Will was down for the count now, and that it was just the two of us. He suddenly seemed to get a bit more confident and sat down on my knee where I was sitting. He straddled my legs, facing me. Huge smile on his face, ran his fingers through my hair and all he could say was.... "Hi....." and then he kissed me. Open mouthed, full on kiss, and suddenly I found my mouth full of his tongue. He sat like that and made out with me for several minutes, before he stopped and regained his composure. He stood up and started pacing around again, becoming a little more anxious. I think he was freaking out a little, battling his ego and what he was doing. So I got up and grabbed his hand and led him to my bedroom. I told him to take his shirt off and lie face down in my bed and I'd make him feel relaxed. I started off innocent and harmless. Just a superficial massage to relax him and make him feel warm and happy. As I progressed down toward his butt cheeks I really worked around his hip muscles, an area that I know feels amazing... and while I was there I slid my fingers underneath his front hips and was sure to brush by a very noticeable bulge. He let out a moan. I knew I had him. I continued onto his ass cheeks, this time though, pulling his pants and boxers right down and exposing those beautiful pale globes of furry delicious ass cheeks. I rubbed and kneaded and manhandled that ass for a good ten minutes. He was in heaven. So then I got a bit braver. I spread his cheeks apart and ran my thumbs side by side down his crack, just barely grazing his hole, and continuing right past it and over his taint. I heard him gasping for air. He was in heat right now and didn't even know what to do about it. So I just went for it. I buried my face in that hole. I could taste his sweaty musky flavour immediately. It was the perfect mix of fresh shower, but had been out dancing and sweating just enough that he tasted like a fucking man! I worked my tongue into his hole, slid it in and out and snaked it all up and down his crack, and down again right to the backside of his nutsack. Mainly I worked my tongue, diving in and out of that sweet puckered hole of his. I couldn't get enough. I quickly kicked my pants off and sat on top of him, my throbbing dick resting in his ass crack, oozing precum all over him. I leaned forward and began massaging him again, rubbing his neck and scalp, making sure he kept this euphoric high tingly feeling while at the same time I was discretely rubbing my dick back and forth all around his hole. I felt him arching his back a little, indicating he was liking the sensation. So I slide back a bit to get a better view of his hole, my legs still straddling his, leaving him pinned under me to do as I please. Again, I spread his cheeks wide, I had a sweet view of his tight pink rosebud, lined with a bit of his masculine dark hair, all wet and slimy with my spit and precum. I started to nuzzle the head of my dick into his pucker. He didn't even ask me about a condom, and I've always been safe, so wasn't worried about giving him anything. I really preferred it bb anyway. Again I could hear his breathing grow sharp and panicky. So I shushed him, told him I'd be gentle as possible and to just bury his face in the pillow if he needed. His hole was so warm and tight. The entire head of my 7" uncut cock was inside him now. Slowly creeping further and further. Each time I felt it get a bit dry, I'd pull out, apply more spit and continue drilling into him. Finally, after 10 solid minutes of working my way in, I was balls deep. I leaned down and rested on top of him for a minute - just savouring the moment, feeling the pulse of my cock ticking inside him because it was so fucking hard. He even mentioned it - "is that your cock twitching? You didn't cum yet did you?" - I said "No, but it isn't going to take long because you're ass is so tight and you've made me so horny." He looked pleased that I was happy with his hole. So on that note I began to take long slow strokes. I could tell he was still a bit uncomfortable and kept clenching, causing himself some pain. Over a few minutes though I could feel his inner muscles give up and relax. Now I could go to town on this guy's virgin hole. All it took was a couple minutes of pounding before I could feel a tingling in my balls and before I could even say anything I felt my thick rope like sperm jetting into his asshole, balls deep and as far as my shaft could reach, I unloaded inside him, pinned him down so tight that he grunted and tried to move, but I wouldn't let him until the last pulse of my jiz was in there. Finally it ended. I rolled off him and felt my dick slide out with a noticeable "pop" noise as his hole slammed shut behind it, trapping my sperm inside. The idea that I left part of me in there is just so hot. I don't care for the whole bug chase and pozzing fetish, but I understand the breed and seed fetish and it totally turns me on. So now it was his turn. I flipped him over and started blowing him. I thought about letting him fuck me too, but before I could even go there he threw his head back and grabbed the back of my head. He thrusted his 6" THICK uncut man meat so hard into my throat that he hurt one of my front teeth with his pelvis... but of course I didn't say a word. I just let that sweet gooey cum spurt into my mouth and swallowed every last drop. Exhausted and spent, we passed out, curled up into each other. He was little spoon and I was big spoon. We woke up in the morning and I drove him home. His shades were on and he was silent most of the way. When we pulled up, his wife was waiting by the kitchen door. She waived at me with a big phoney smile on her face. I could tell she was ready to rip him a new one - too bad I beat her to it! This is a true story, except I changed their names for privacy. Sadly it's never happened or even been spoken of again since that night. He's still really nice to me, and we talk like we always used to at work. So even if he doesn't want to acknowledge what happened, I'm glad that at least it isn't awkward for us. I still jack off all the time thinking about his warm hairy manhole. Maybe again one day.... who knows.

:cloud: A simple cloud emoji was all it took. Within minutes of receiving that emoji, Scott canceled his plans for the evening, grabbed his travel slut-pack and headed to my place. Within minutes of sending that innocent little cloud emoji, we were passing the pipe, groping each other and ready to get fucked up and filthy. It's such a big turn on to watch another stud torching up the pipe - desperate for more of that meth in his body. The sun had begun to set and we moved out to my balcony since it was getting darker outside. Scott straddled me as soon as I sat down on the chair. He spit in his hand to spread his hole open a bit and slowly inched down my throbbing cock. What a fucking pig! Being outdoors must have gotten us horned for some public sex because as we began to plan our fuck agenda for the evening, we both were in a bathhouse, group-fucking kinda groove. It's always hard to predict the crowd when you're about to enter a bathhouse. We paid for a room and a locker and proceeded to the security door. As soon as we walked in it felt like it was going to be one of those good nights. We got things situated in our room and turned our porn channel to bareback. We'd rather watch mediocre bareback than really hot action that makes your dick go limp when you end up seeing a cum-stopper. We both stuck some shards of T up each other's asses and felt that sharp burn slowly melt into a fiery lust. Scott always sets out to score that first load quickly. The cum-gods tend to open the floodgates for us after that first load is deposited. The cruising looked promising....quite a variety to choose from. We immediately caught the attention of two muscular fuckers in ball caps but turned a corner to head toward the glory hole maze and lost them. Got my cock sucked for a bit and Scott scored a thick uncut tool to taste. It didn't take long to hear the moans and grunts of a stud about to explode ---- and load number 1 was deposited and immediately shared with my tongue. It gathered a bit of a crowd and before I knew it my cock was raw deep in a hairy bubble butt. A slick, cum-filled bubble butt. That's another turn-on trigger for me. We fucked for a while and he was hungry for my seed, but my tina-fueled nuts weren't going to be unloading any time soon. Told him I needed a piss break and would catch up with him later. On my way to the restroom I stumble across the ball cap bandits and they're even hotter than that first glimpse. I pegged them as boyfriends based on their body language and cruised them pretty hard - strategically slowing my walk so there would be no mistaking our room number. When I got in the room, the bareback porn had greatly improved and I watched it for a minute or two when there was a knock. Obviously assuming it was Scott, I just opened the door and kept my eyes on the tatted up muscle daddy breeding his frat boy on the screen. It wasn't Scott! It was one of the ball cap bandits. I dimmed the lights even further as he came in and immediately kissed him. We made out briefly but stopped so introductions could be made. His name was CJ and his boyfriend's name was Mark. And Mr. Mark was still over in the hot tub. CJ was supposedly headed to the bathroom but took a detour. I got the sense that Mark was a bit protective and I can't say that I'd blame him.....CJ was a fucking stud. He starting deep throating my cock and just like magnetic force, my fingers were drawn to his muscular ass. His hole was hot and tight and I couldn't wait to feel his insides! Sensing that he needed to return to his man waiting in the hot tub, he surprised when he asked for the lube bottle. I grabbed it from the bag and as I handed him the bottle, our tina pipe rolled slightly out of the bag and onto the countertop. I froze a bit in the awkwardness but the look on his face and in his eyes told me that he was very ok with what he'd just seen. I asked if they partied and he said that he had in the past but that he and Mark had only done molly together. My devious side took over and I grabbed the pipe and lighter to prepare for a hit. I told CJ I'd blow the smoke into my towel and there was no pressure on him to partake. He wanted it immediately, though and the entire situation was shaping up to be the perfect fuck-storm of lust and desire. We had passed the pipe twice and alternated sucking on each other's cock when the pipe wasn't up to our lips. CJ was beginning to feel very good. A knock-knock on the door caused us both to jump.......

You are the guy who I was looking for at the age of 14, I wanted to get pregnant, and I am looking to get fucked and bred by a young breeder who is willing to give me his toxic load deep inside me! I need recharged bey a toxic twink

We open the door to find Nate with his sexy buddy. They come in and set their things on the countertop. Scott and I both only have jockstraps on (sweaty and cum-stained, mind you) - so the fellas also begin to get more comfortable. Nate hits the pipe and Scott lets Nate's huge dick escape and gets down to sucking. Nate moans and his eyes rolling to the back of his head showed us how good he was feeling. Our new buddy was taking it all in....and hit the pipe a few times too. I leaned in for a shotgun and gave him some tongue to which he reciprocated hotly. He stood about 5'10" probably 195 or so. Cornfed midwestern football player looking mother fucker. He was definitely a turn on. I watched him smoke a little and started to loosen his jeans for him. He wasn't wearing underwear which was really hot. His cock flopped out and he was sporting major beer can wood. Probably 6 or 7 inches but thick as fuck! Scott greedily turned his attention to that monster and I dove into that beefy, hairy butt. It was a little sweaty and a hint of cum. Nate's cum I assumed. After a few minutes I couldn't resist much longer and stood up and pushed my jockstrap aside and let my hard cock rest against his hairy butt. He wanted it as much as I did and backed up a bit and took my dick in his hand - guiding it closer to his hole. We fucked against the countertop for a few minutes and Nate fucked Scott's sloppy hole right beside us. Pretty fucking intense. Nate pumped out another hot load in Scott and headed to the rest room. We temporarily stopped our play to smoke a bit more and change the porn DVD. Nate had to depart but left it up to his buddy whether to stay or leave with him. Obviously, we were hoping he'd stay but he needed to let his dogs out. Reality check, I guess. and didn't realize that the sun was about to rise. Jotted down our names, numbers and the address for him and told him to come back in a bit. He didn't confirm or deny but we could tell he was definitely pondering the thought. It wasn't more than 5 minutes or so later that he sent a text asking for the pipe to be loaded and the door unlocked for another round in about 45 minutes. Fuck yea!