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David is a freshman in college and lives together with 7 other college boys in a house on the edge of campus. Being 19 makes him the youngest of the group, 2 guys are 21, the oldest is 22 and the rest is 20. After classes all the boys have their sport activities. They all are part of the football or track team, except for David, he’s part of the swimming team. Swimming gave him a slim athletic body, and in combination with his long blond hair makes him popular with the girls. Most days he’s one of the guys that comes home last, but not today. Practice was cancelled because the pool needed some maintenance so he would be the first. When he arrives home he sees that the door is open. He walks inside. The door slams closed and 4 big black dudes grab him and wrestle him to the ground. His hands are tied behind his back and they place a gag in his mouth. They pick him up and drag him to the dining room that is filled with more black guys. They place him on a chair. The leader walk towards him and grab his hair and pulled his head backwards and said: “Listen, i only have a few questions. Answer them truthfully and we be on our way. If you lie or start screaming i will knock your lights out. Okay?”. David nodded his head. The guy took out the gag and continued with “This makes talking easier. First question; My little sister Hope was here last weekend and got drunk. You remember?”. David answered “Yes i do!”. “Who brought here to a bedroom so she could lay down, and what happened in that room?”, the guy asked with a raised voice. “One of us and nothing happened!”, said David. The guy became angry and said loud “YOU WANT ME TO HIT YOU??? BOY, I WILL BREAK ALL THE BONES IN THAT PRETTY LITTLE FACE OF YOU!!”. David got scared and replied “Sex!”. Again the guy pulled David’s hair and said “WHO?”. David: “All of us”. Before the guy could say anything David continued “…but she wanted it! She asked the guy who brought here to the room to get the others. And when we came in the room she was lying naked on the bed and begged us to fuck her”. The guy was quiet for a bit and than said “I believe you! She’s alway looking for cock! But which of you filmed it? And don’t deny it! My nephew plays football in the same team and he told me that the video was shared in the whatsapp-group”. David hesitates to tell him, but the fear is stronger so he answers “Jason”. “Thank you… Now we wait for the rest… You all will get a lesson you won’t for get! And you can stop with looking surprised! Making a video and showing it around is bad, but you all played with her health…None of you cared enough to put on a condom!”. David was speechless. The guy said “So we going to return the ‘favour’…if you get my drift!”. The whole group started laughing. Then they hear the door. The guy wrapped his muscled arm around David’s neck. “You call them… ask them to come into the dining room! If you scream or raise alarm i will break your neck!”. David did what he asked and called them. 4 guys walk in and walk right into an ambush. With their hands tied behind their backs and a their mouths gagged they are waiting what is going to come. After about ten minutes the rest of the guys arrive home. These 3 boys also are ambushed and bounded. The leader steps forward and start to tell them why they are bounded and gagged, and ends by saying “We are here to make sure that you will never fuck Hope… or any other chick!”. The boys are looking at each other not knowing what will come. “This is going to hurt so i will give you the option to take the edge off. Who wants a drink?”. All boys start to nod. The gags are removed and all boys get something to drink. After ten minutes the boys start to feel drowsy and go limp. “Time to get them naked, guys!”. The guys started ripping and tearing the clothes from the boys and revealing their ripped hot bodies. “To the showers with them, i want them clean”. After 15 minutes the first boys are brought into the living room with water still dripping from their straight virgin assholes. There are mattresses on the ground and all windows are blinded. When all boys are in the room they are forced on their knees and held in a tight grip. Two black guys pick up a few things from the table. Then they walk to the first boy, and jams a finger covered in lube up the boys asshole. The boy wants to yell but can’t because of the gag. Then the finger is pulled out and a needless syringe is shoved inside and gets emptied. A liquid starts to fill up the boys ass and gives a burning sensation. After a few minutes a relax and horny feeling start to emerge that turns them into a sort of sex-zombies. When the boys are zoned out they start to inject their cock with a fluid which makes their cocks hard. The guys can see that the all boys have a good size dicks, but one off them is by far the biggest. David’s 9.5 inch rock hard cock in combination with his hot body, cute face and blond hair makes him stand out from the rest. The leader walks towards David and says “You’re the first…”. He grabs him and throws him on the mattress. While he starts to undress he tells the other boys to take a good look, because they will be next. When he takes off his boxer an enormous black cock is visible. “You can call me Mister Big” he says laughing. David didn’t see the huge cock because he’s lying face down. He feels lubed up fingers exploring his hole and his chemmed-up brain says him that it feels amazing. The fingers start stretching up his ass and all he can think is ‘more’. David begins pushing his ass back on the fingers. Then the fingers are removed and the tip of the monster cock is placed against this hole. The black guy sets his hands on David’s shoulder and start to shift his weight on top of him. David’s ass is fighting against the pressure, but slowly gives in. The sphincter is stretched to the max and the pain makes him scream. Another guy puts a weird smelling bottle under Davids nose and tells him that the pain will stop when he will inhale it deep. He inhales deep. Then the guy switches sides and tells him to do it again. This is repeated 3 times and by the last inhale the effect kicks in. David body feels like its floating and starts to relax. The huge cock starts to sink deeper inside David’s straight ass. David hears the guy whispering in his ear “Thats a good boy! Damn you took it all… all of the 12 inches! I feel my cock oozing precum! TIME FOR CHANGE!”. For the other black guys the signal to do the same. David feels how the cock slowly pulls out and get plunged back in. David moans and feels the cock pulling out a bit faster than the first time and plunged back in again. David moans louder. This makes the guy fucking him to speed it up every time he pulls back and with every plunge the moaning grows louder. The room fills with screaming from the other boys that get ripped open. After a while these screams are replaced by moaning. After 15 minutes of hard piston fucking David feels how the dick get pulled out. David start to moan “Please put it back!”. The guy replies “Are you ready for me to change your future! To make you mine!”. David: “YES!”. The guy bends towards David and says “PROVE IT! Beg me to fuck you… beg to be mine… beg me to fill your ass with my super cum!”. David begins his begging “Fuck me! PLEASE! Mister Big, i need you cum deep in me… OWN ME!”. That was all Mister Big wanted to hear. He got a bag full with crystals, took 2 big shards out and placed them on the tip of his 12” cock before ramming it in. He started to fuck him hard and after 6 minutes he pulled out to flip David on his back and shoved it bag in. He stared right into the meth eyes of David and said “So your ready to become my slut?” …”Yes” said David… “A slave for cock and cum?” …”yeah i want it!”… “Feel my cum deep in your ass and melting my dna and yours together?” …”Fill my ass”. This was the trigger, he started groaning loud. Then he said “Yes! take my toxic seed. Feel how it enters your bloodstream and convert you!” before plunging his pulsating cock deep in David. At that moment David understood what was happening. Mister Big saw the panic in his eyes and grinned. “It’s done… your mine now… accept it!” he said before kissing David. David felt how the feeling hot cum filling his ass made him so fucking horny and how he wanted more. “I see that you want more!” said Mr. Big while pulling out. David nodded. “Get ready for your next lesson”. Two guys came over and introduced them as ‘the twins’. David thought he saw double. Two hot black guys only a few years older than him with ripped bodies and both having a big cock just over 10 inches. “David, look around. See how your buddies are converted like you. And together you can convert others too!” said mister big. “David looked around and saw how his college buddies getting poz breeded. Then he starts to fantasizing about converting others and he knew who he wanted. Someone from his team; Jack, a 18 y/o twink with black hair and a nice butt. He grab his phone send a text to Jack to come over and then told about his plan. After 10 minutes the doorbell rang. David opened the door naked and before Jack could say anything he was pulled in by David and overpowered by the Twins. Jack demanded to know what was going on. So David said he would tell him but wanted a drink first. “You can use one too” he said while handing over a glass. After the drink he said “This is whats happening… i discovered my true calling: a gay slut that wants only cock and cum! I never knew until now that i like you a lot! So i decided to let you discover your true calling today so we can be two sluts together”. “You are crazy” said Jack. At this time the chems in the drink started to work and Jack became limp. Jack clothes where removed and the twins took him into the shower. When they came back David wanted to give Jack a bootybump, but the Twins had a better plan. They tied off both arms of the boys, took a syringe, shoved it in a vein and emptied the content inside. At the same time the straps where removed and both boys started to cough. You could see that they where flying high. The Twins put both boys on their backs and started to lube up their asses. The cock easily entered David’s ass, but Jack’s ass was stretching to the max, and he started to scream. David took Jacks hand and said “Give in to it… join me in this experience!”. Jack looked over to David and their eyes locked. They moved towards each other and began to kiss passionately. Jack start to relax and the big cock sunk in completely. In sync the Twins started to fuck both asses. The boys started to moan loud. Grab our nipples and pinch them the Twins ordered. The boys started to pinch their nipples and the twins started to groan load. I’m cumming said the one fucking Jack’s ass. “This it is! Take it! Let him shoot his toxic load deep in you… become a poz slut with me!” said David. Jack didn’t know what to do, but then David said “I LOVE YOU!” and kissed him. All doubt went away and knew that this is his destiny. The twin that fucks David asked him if he is ready for the next step. David nodded. So one twin laid down and let David ride his cock. But after a few minutes he pulled him towards him and the other placed his cock next to the other dick and started to push. David was stretched further then before and started to scream. Jack moved over to David and said “I want to see how both cocks fuck your ass! Together we change pain into pleasure!”. They started to kiss and at the same time his ass relaxed. He was impaled on two big black cocks. They started to slowly fuck the ass and with each stroke picking up speed. The ass got fucked so hard that David’s cock became harder and bigger then before. Jack saw this and started to suck on it. The Twins started groaning again and when one shouted that he was cumming the other one said “me too!”. Both cock started to fill up his hole. Jack started to pinch David's nipples and David body started to shake. His seed started to fill up Jack’s mouth. Jack did his best to swallow every drop of cum. While they took a break the other boys got filled up for a second time. Mister Big picked up the phone to call a friend, because he knew that David needs to get to a next level to become a real fuck slut. He told his friend about David and that he needed his help. “In about 30 minutes a friend of mine will come over and he will stretch you to your limit with his 14 inch big fat cock. I will prepare for you a double slam!”. David answers “HOT!”. Jack starts fantasizing what the the level would be after the 14” cock could be. And then it comes to mind: ‘stretching Davids ass by shoving his fist inside. THE END or CONTINUE?

Part 8: Robert and Dr. Williams the morning after Robert and Dr. Williams fell asleep shortly after having sex. Dr. Williams was the first one to wake up and he just stared at Robert. He was in so much lust for this young man. As Dr. Williams eyes made their way down to Robert's crotch he couldn't help but get excited. Mike Williams was normally a top but for some strange reason he wanted to be Robert's cumdump. Mike couldn't resist touching Robert's cock. He slowly stroked the beautiful cock until it was fully hard. Once it was hard he started first by lightly kissing every inch of Robert's cock. Robert shifted a little bit in his sleep but he didn't wake up. Next Mike just nursed the head of the cock and enjoying the precum that was starting to seep out. After several minutes of this he slowly inched his way down Robert's cock. It took Mike several tries to deep throat Robert's cock but he finally did it. By the time Mike had achieved victory Robert was awake. As Mike was slowly inching his way back up something inside Robert came alive. He grabbed Mike by the back of his head and forced Mike back down onto his cock. As Mike struggled for air Robert let loose several huge globs of cum down Mike's throat. Mike had no choice but to swallow every drop. As much as Mike struggled for air he was actually turned on by what had just taken place. As Robert calmed down from his orgasm he looked at Dr. Williams and told him that from now on he would be Robert's slut. Mike just sat there all giddy like a little school girl. As Mike was wiping the tears from his eyes Robert asked him what his name was. That's when Dr. Williams told Robert his name was Mike. Robert was feeling a confidence he had never known before. As Robert was relaxing he noticed that his cock was getting hard again. Robert told Mike to get on top of him with his ass towards Robert. Robert didn't know this was called the 69 position. He told Mike to play with his cock and keep it hard while Robert decided he wanted to try eating ass for the first time. As Robert's tongue searched out Mike's hole Mike slowly stroked Robert's cock. As Robert came into contact with an ass for the first time his cock twitched. He definitely was going to enjoy getting use to this. Mike did offer Robert advice on how he should eat his which Robert did thank Mike for. Once Robert had gotten the hang of eating ass he was like a man possessed. It wasn't long until he was snaking his way into Mike's hole. Mike was enjoying himself as well. His own cock was twitching and rubbing against Robert's chest. Within a few minutes of being tongue fucked Mike cum all over Robert's chest. Mike then begged Robert to fuck him again. Robert said yes and Mike turned around and lowered himself onto Robert's cock. After the fuck from the night before and the ass eating he just received Mike slid all the way down Robert's cock without stopping. He started bouncing up and down like a slut. He scooped his cum off of Robert's chest and surprisingly Robert wanted to eat it from Mike's hand. This made Mike's cock spring back to life. After some time Mike suggested Robert fuck him doggy style. Robert was cool with that so Mike got up and got on all fours. Robert buried his cock deep inside Mike's ass and started fucking him mercilessly. He caused Mike to have another hands free orgasm. Mike scooped it up and started eating his own cum. This site caused Robert to cum as well. He didn't cum as much as before but it was still enough for it to leak out of Mike's ass. Both men were satisfied for now so they got up and had breakfast. The rest of the day they hung out and got to know each other better. They maintained a monogamous relationship throughout Robert's college years. Mike told Robert all the dangers that were out there if multiple people were involved. Robert found about AIDS and this scared the hell out of him. All was going great until Becky comes into the picture. Trouble in paradise lies ahead.

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

Last Sunday I was able to take a few minutes to connect with a nice young guy with a great cock that has loaded me before. He came into my hotel room and I sucked him hard. He then proceeded to give my pussy a good pounding and then unloaded a HUGE load. ? Here’s the best part: He was on his way to work as it turns out. I knew it had to be close by based on his Grindr profile, but I didn’t know where. I got dressed and then met one of my associates for breakfast before he left fly home. We walked around the block to a local cafe and when I walked in, there was my top to take my order. That knowing grin we exchanged made me feel so slutty in a good way. I was ordering and eating breakfast with his cum still deep inside me and my hole super wet from the little bit that leaked out. Nothing beats a cummy hole (well, except a cummy hole with another cock in it). And the guys I had breakfast with had no clue that the guy waiting on us had just bred my hole. ?

Part 7: Back to the Beginning Dr. Bell wasn't always a doctor of course. Robert Bell grew up in a suburb just outside of Jackson Mississippi. He was a middle child and had two sisters. His parents were well known in the community so the children always had to be on their best behavior. Robert didn't date during school. He always kept his mind on his studies. Robert would get turned on looking at men but not women. This definitely confused him and upset him at the same time. Robert's parents had the children in church as much as possible. And seeing as Mississippi is right in the bible belt Robert had heard what happened to gay people. According to the preacher they went straight to hell. Robert didn't want to go to hell so he did his best to suppress his feelings. Because Robert tried to be a good boy he graduated with a 4.6 GPA and was named valedictorian of his school. He was offered a scholarship to several major colleges and a couple of Ivy league schools as well. Robert decided to go to the University of California at San Francisco. His parents couldn't understand why Robert would choose a school so far from home. By the time Robert was 18 he had heard about San Francisco being the gay capital of the US. So naturally he wanted to see where his attraction towards men might lead him. Robert arrived in San Francisco about a week before school started. He wanted to take in what San Francisco had to offer. His first day he went to Fisherman's Wharf and just enjoyed seeing many different types of people. He walked around feeling carefree and he could finally enjoy himself. After checking out Fisherman's Wharf he decided to head back to campus. He finished putting his things away and then laid down for the night. When he woke up the next morning and got dressed Robert headed out to check out the campus. He was lost in thought and didn't even hear Dr. Williams hollering at him. Robert snapped back to reality and apologized for not hearing the man. Dr Williams wasn't upset and they sat for a few minutes just kinda staring at each other. Robert felt his cock get hard for the man in front of him. Robert was having the same effect on Dr. Williams. Dr. Williams was a professor of physics at the school and he knew what might happen if he got caught with a student. Dr Williams was in his 40's with an average build and still had all of his hair. After several minutes Dr Williams broke the silence by asking why Robert was there so early. Robert told Dr. Williams some of his life story. Dr. Williams then invited Robert back to his place for a decent meal. Dr. Williams lived about 15 minutes from the campus. They made small talk along the way and Robert was very nervous. He wasn't sure what was going to happen to him. But. Dr. Williams was being polite. Once they arrived at Dr. Williams house both men went inside. Dr. Williams grabbed a couple of sodas from the fridge and handed Robert one. Dr. Williams started heating up some leftovers which was fine with Robert. During lunch Dr. Williams asked Robert some questions about different things. It wasn't long before the conversation turned towards sex. Robert admitted to having strong feelings for men but felt nothing for a woman. Dr. Williams got excited by the news so he got up from the table and stood in front of Robert. He then lowered his pants and underwear and out popped a nice thick 8 inch uncut cock. Robert was transfixed. He had never seen another man's cock before. He reached out and touched another man's cock for the first time. He slowly played with it rolling the foreskin back and revealing a very big mushroom head. He also noticed a clear liquid dripping from the tip of this beautiful cock. He looked at Dr Williams with some confusion and was told it was precum. Dr. Williams scooped up some of his precum and offered his finger for Robert to suck on. Robert accepted the invitation and noticed how sweet it tasted. Dr. Williams removed his finger from Robert's mouth and guided Robert to his cock. Robert opened his mouth instinctively and wrapped his mouth around a cock for the first time. Sucking cock just came naturally to Robert. He did his best to take all of that beautiful cock. He managed to get most of it down his throat. Robert must have been doing really well because it wasn't long before Dr. Williams said he was going to cum. Robert kept sucking and Dr. Williams exploded down Robert's throat. Robert swallowed every drop. After Dr. Williams was finished cumming he stood up and got Robert undressed. Robert wasn't lacking in the size department. 9 inches of cut cock and thick as a soda can. Dr Williams was impressed. Dr. Williams started sucking Robert's cock and it didn't take long for Robert to cum. He nearly collapsed from his orgasm. Dr. Williams had Robert sit on the sofa while he nursed Robert's cock back to life. Within a couple of minutes Robert was hard again. Dr. Williams then got up on the sofa with Robert and straddled his legs. He lowered himself onto Robert's cock slowly until he had Robert's cock all the way inside him. While Dr. Williams adjusted to the size of Robert's cock he bent down and kissed Robert. Robert enjoyed the kiss and while they were kissing Dr. Williams slowly started riding Robert's cock. Dr. Williams was able to ride Robert's cock for a long time. Robert's cock felt wonderful inside Dr. Williams. After about 45 minutes Robert couldn't hold it back anymore. He let loose another huge load into Dr. Williams ass. As both men just sat there regaining their breath Robert knew he made the right decision by coming to San Francisco.

Part 6: The Test Results During dinner my new role was explained. I was going to be everyone's cumdump. I was thrilled. After dinner I instinctively helped Michelle in the kitchen and Daddy and David went into the living room. Something about me was changing and I couldn't figure it out. I was enjoying doing what I call woman's work. After Michelle and I were finished she asked me to come up to her room so we could hangout like sisters. This threw me a little off guard but I thought well I do play the part of the female when I'm getting fucked. Michelle then pulled out a bottle of pills and handed me one saying they were vitamins. I didn't question her and took one. She was after all a nurse. We chatted a while and talked about different things. As it got later we relaxed on her bed and fell asleep. As the sun was coming up Sunday morning and my eyes adjusted to the brightness I noticed a note on Michelle's dresser. The guys had left early to go hunting. So Michelle and I had the house to ourselves. Michelle got up right after I did and I told her where the men had went. Before we headed into the living room I realized I didn't have anything to lounge around in. Michelle threw me one of her silk robes to wear and for some reason I didn't object. She also had me take another vitamin before us leaving her room. We went into the living room and Michelle put on a movie. After starting the movie she went into the kitchen and made us a lite breakfast. She brought the breakfast back and we spent the day being lazy. Around 7 that evening the men returned home. I got up and met Daddy and he kissed me so deeply. Michelle did the same to David. We undressed the men and had them sit on the couch while we took turns sucking their cocks. We alternated between both cocks and and Michelle asked them to hold off cumming until they came at the same time. They both agreed so we resumed sucking their cocks. When they were both close I was sucking Daddy and Michelle was sucking David. Michelle backed off of David for a few seconds and told me don't swallow. So when both men came I held Daddys cum in my mouth. Michelle got David's cum and then she grabbed me by the back of my neck and started kissing me. It was so hot and erotic and the men enjoyed it as well. Both of their cocks stayed hard. After we were done kissing we swallowed the cum that was in our mouth. Michelle then took my hand and helped me off the floor only to get on the couch and straddle Daddys cock. As I adjusted to Daddys cock without lube Michelle spit on my ass and David slowly pushed his cock inside me without lube. It hurt but felt good at the same time. Michelle climbed on the back of the couch with her ass at Daddys mouth and her cock begging for attention. As Daddy and David fucked me I started moaning very loudly and my moans were definitely girly. Michelle shoved her cock down my throat and within a few seconds she exploded down my throat. I swallowed all her cum. Because David and Daddy had cum once before they both fucked me for quite a while. My ass was definitely being stretched. As Michelle calmed down from her orgasm she had me keep sucking her. She didn't ever go completely soft and within a few minutes she was hard again. She got off the couch and got behind David and fucked him while he fucked me. It wasn't long until David exploded in my ass and this sent Daddy over the edge as well. Michelle picked up the pace in David's ass and cum just a minute later. After all their cocks were free of ass I had all three of them sit on the couch while I cleaned their cocks. Once everyone was satisfied with their clean cocks Michelle and I made dinner. We had dinner and the cum was steadily pouring out from my ass. After dinner Michelle and I cleaned up and everyone headed to bed. Monday morning rolled around and Michelle kissed me bye along with Daddy. I just laid back loving my new life. As I got out of bed and made my way into the kitchen Michelle left a note saying to take my vitamin. I did as instructed and went about my day. Around noon Michelle came home and told me my test results came back and I was now poz. She said she had Daddys permission to help me celebrate. She stripped down and she was already hard. She lifted up the robe I was wearing and shoved her cock inside me while I was on my back with my legs draped around her. We made out while she pounded my ass and I came without touching myself. My ass clenched around her cock and she came inside me. We kissed a little longer and she got up and got redressed to go back to work. As she got ready to leave she whispered in my ear their was going to be great his poz sister in the house. My look of confusion said it all. Michelle laughed and winked at me and said don't worry Daddy will better explain it all tonight. See you around 5:30 sweetie. Ok four and a half hours to go and I'm now confused beyond belief. What did she mean? Was she playing around? 5:30 finally arrives and I'm led into Daddys room for the talk that changed me forever.

How about the guys who tell you that "you are so amazingly hot" and "I want to feel you deep inside me." But you look at their location, and they are miles from you, sometimes different states not near you, or even different countries. Still they tell you to "come over," as if you have their address and it's just a quick trip across town. DID YOU NOT FUCKING LOOK AT MY PROFILE??? Think about the reality of this, dumbass. I'm in Illinois - you are in Spain. How the F am I supposed to just ... ugh!

Last night, I went to underwear night at a local bar. I was wearing just a tiny thong. A guy came up and started flirting with me. He complimented my ass and asked if he could touch it. I accepted and he started caressing it. Wasn't long before his finger found its way under my thong and to my hole. He began finger fucking me for a bit and then asked if I'd follow him to the bathroom. We took a stall together and he had me bend over the toilet. He pulled out his cock and pulled aside my thong and fucked and filled me. I then walked out and proceeded to go back to mingling with the other patrons with an ass filled with cum.

Part 5: An Unexpected Discovery Michelle stepped out of the room, and, complying with her insistence, I slowly got out of bed. My feet had just hit the floor when Michelle returned carrying a handful of her clothing. Dumbfounded I looked at her, and then the clothing. "Well, since your clothing from yesterday is quite dirty you can't wear those. And David's pants would be too long for you, and Daddy's would swallow you whole. That leaves my clothing as the only option. Besides, we're actually about the same build, so my pants and your belt should do just fine." In my sleepy state I agreed and dressed. And yes, Michelle was right. The clothing fit fairly well. With that off we went, Daddy and David still asleep. Lucky them. Our first stop was a little bistro for breakfast, and to plan the day. By the time we were finished the stores had all pretty much opened, and we hit several expensive clothing stores which I felt were really out of my league, and I still felt embarrassed that I wasn't paying for anything. Registering my discomfort Michelle asuaged me saying Daddy wanted his boy to have only the best. I finally accepted Michelle's explanation for the clothing she was buying for me and really got into the experience of shopping with a platinum card. After several hours together I was really comfortable around her and she likewise. At some point I confessed I was quite startled when, the night before, I looked-up from my sexcapade with Dr. Bell to see my Mother standing in the doorway with Michelle. Michelle explained "Your mother and I met at a book club several years earlier, and we became casual friends, but in any event, she had my phone number since we were both members of the book club. Apparently your Mom first telephoned the clinic, trying to track you down, and when the call went to the service, she telephoned me. The rest you know." Michelle went on explaining she and my Mom had chatted about different issues and, as my Mother had made a whole raft of particulary vile comments about gay people. "Why did you stay in contact with my Mom," I asked, "if her views are so disgusting?" "Because of you," Michelle replied. I was lost, and Michelle could see as much, and gave an laugh explaining "Your Mother and I discussed you, and she remarked you didn't date any girls, which left her fearing you might be gay. I should add, your Mother said up front that if she learned you were indeed gay, she would disown you. I was stunned by her animous, and decided to remain in contact with your Mother so I could see the situation with you play out." Michelle went on to add that when I telephoned for a office appointment, likely with the flue, she specifically alerted Daddy to the situation, so he, Michelle and David could set my Mom up for a fall. So the whole 'outing' was a set-up, designed to liberate me from a hatemonger like my Mother, substituting a wholesome, loving family with Daddy, David and Michelle. Michelle concluded saying "Daddy couldn't stop bragging about you so last night was set up for you to be at the office late so hopefully your Mom would call and I suggest we go to the office to find out what was going on. Her reaction didn't shock me and I was proud you showed no remorse for your actions. So you are now the newest member of our family." I cried and gave her a big hug. As I hugged her I felt something poking me down below. I looked down and noticed Michelle had a cock. I wasn't really shocked by it though. She said when she was 18 she saw Daddy for the first time when she was a guy. They hooked up and she was moaning so much like a girl during sex that Daddy suggested she becomes a shemale. Michelle said she done some research and with Daddy's help she agreed. She also revealed that she was poz as well but it didn't happen until after she transitioned and yes, Daddy pozzed her as well. I felt so close to her after her story. I sort of looked at her like a sister. After shopping all day we headed back home. After we got home she helped me put my new clothes away. Once we were finished she left the room and Daddy walked in and gave me a very passionate kiss. After we broke the kiss I got on my knees and lowered his pants and started worshipping his cock. I licked up his precum and sucked on his balls. After I had Daddy on the verge of cumming I stood up and got undressed. Climbing on the bed, my ass in the air, I invited Daddy to fuck me. His spit the only readily available lube, Daddy plunged-in, balls deep. Without a more substantial lube than spit, his cock really hurt, but I had to admit to myself there was also a substantial amount of pleasure. I sensed Daddy was tearing up my ass, and found myself hoping my ass was actually bleeding so Daddy's poz cum would easily breach my bodily defenses, taking up residence in my blood stream. In any event, before long Daddy bliew his load in my ass, his cock remaining lodged in my ass until his shaft finally went soft and he simply popped out. I turned around and saw the blood on his cock. Involuntarily I found myself grinning like a silly school girl. After I gave Daddy another kiss, we went into the living room only to discover Michelle and David fucking like animals. Michelle was fucking David while he was on his knees. I crawled underneath David so we were in a 69 position, which is to say, so I could suck his cock while he was getting fucked. David and I were both, apparently, on edge, as we both readily came in each other's mouth. Moreover, David's ass tightened around Michelle's cock and she exploded inside David's ass, blowing such a huge load her cum was oozing from David's ass. I licked her cock and crotch clean, and then felched David's ass. When we were all finished I went into the kitchen to help Michelle get dinner ready while Daddy and David watched some football.

Aaron felt so full with Ryan’s piss in him, but he also felt Ryan’s cock slowly getting softer so he knew he’d need to find a bathroom. “Ryan, lets get a shower and I can let all this piss you gave me out. Do you see where the bathroom is?” Ryan saw the door that was probably the bathroom and pointed it out. Aaron then started to get up, which caused Ryan’s still slightly chubbed cock to slide from his ass. This made both brothers to moan a little. Aaron made for the bathroom a little quickly as he was feeling the need to get that piss out of him. Ryan came in as Aaron was getting all that piss and cum out of him. Ryan started up the shower and noticed it was also a steam bath type so turned that on. Aaron came up behind Ryan and hugged him from behind, pushing his uncut cock up against his brother’s ass crack, and his right pec in his left hand, as his right went above Ryan’s bushy crotch. He started to nuzzle his brother’s neck, and slowly kiss his left ear with lips and tongue. This elicited a moan from Ryan, and he leaned into the kisses from his brother. Aaron whispered into Ryan’s ear, “I’ve always loved you Ryan, I just was always afraid to show it too much to you. I’ve really wanted to hold you like this for a long time. You’ve always meant more to me than just my brother.” Ryan turned around, bumping their hardening uncut cocks against each other, and reaching up to his brother’s stubbled cheeks, and pulled him into a hard kiss. Their tongues battling each other, their cocks rubbing together. Ryan could feel his brother’s hairy chest against his, and his brother’s hands roaming down his back to his butt. Then he could feel a wetness hitting his cheeks, and his brother vibrating a little. Aaron was holding him tightly to him and lightly crying while passionately kissing him. Ryan broke the kiss, “Aaron, why are you crying? What’s wrong.” “The person I love the most, I have probably done the worst to. How can I have let them do this to you. How can I have let myself given you what I have.” Ryan reached up and stroked his brother’s face, feeling the wetness of his tears, the stubble of his beard, the heat of his body, “Aaron, you didn’t do anything wrong. You gave me what I think I’ve needed. Maybe it wasn’t the way I would have planned it. They, you, have freed both of us. We both have been so scared of sex in some ways. Now we can just be free. Come on, get in the shower, let me feel my hot big brother’s body the way I’ve always wanted to. Then I want my big brother to take me to bed and make love to me, for him to give me his gift with all the love in him.” With that Ryan pulled is big brother into the hot shower, getting them both wet. Watching all Aaron’s body hair darken and lay on his body. He grabbed the bottle of soap and put some in his hand and began rubbing it into Aaron’s head, massaging his head and his neck, and pulled him into the water to rinse. Filling his hands with more soap he pulled Aaron back a little and began soaping his strong back. For the first time, Ryan noticed a little bit of hair here and there on his brother’s back. He thought it a was so hot to see the few strands like that. Soaping down his back towards his ass, he came to the little triangle of hair just above his crack and how it spread down and over his butt cheeks, and into a thicker amount in his ass. He loved how his brother’s ass felt so firm and yet soft, how the muscles moved has his brother moved. Ryan ran is hand into Aaron’s ass crack, and ran his slick fingers over his brother’s fuzzy hole, hearing Aaron sigh. Ryan continued down Aaron’s hairy legs. Feeling their powerful muscles, massaging the muscles. Feeling his brother’s strength. Coming around to the front of Aaron’s legs, he continued to massage going up. As his fingers lightly brushed against Aaron’s balls, he stopped and got more soap. Ryan began washing the front of the Aaron’s shoulders, lifting each arm to wash each of his hairy pits. Ryan ran his soapy fingers over Aaron’s hairy chest, feeling Aaron’s nipples harden with the touch, pinching each nipple causing Aaron to moan out loud. Continuing down the front of Aaron’s hairy body. Ryan finally come to Aaron’s trimmed bush, and very hard cock that was leaking his poison. Aaron’s foreskin was pulled about a third of the way down his head, and precum was slowly oozing from the eye. Ryan carefully took his brothers manhood in his soapy hands and loving soaped his brother. Feeling his hot cock, its hardness, pulling the foreskin forward covering the head. Then pushing the foreskin all the way back, exposing the wide head, soaping under the foreskin. Aaron moaning the whole time, and continuing to leak his poison. Ryan then carefully began running his hands over Aaron’s balls. Carefully, and lovingly feeling each one and back to Aaron’s hairy taint. After soaping and feeling every part of his brother, as Ryan has always wanted to do, he pulled Aaron under the water again to rinse off the soap. Ryan watched as the soap poured down his body exposing again just how hot his brother is. Aaron swooped his brother into his arms and passionately kissed him. “My turn little brother.” Aaron did the same for Ryan. Seeing all the hair coming in on Ryan’s body, just like his did. Running his fingers over the hole he wanted to be back inside of. Seeing Ryan’s precum pouring out of the funnel his copious foreskin made, a little jealous at how much skin his brother had. They got out of the shower and dried each other with the same love and affection as they washed each other. Both still leaking precum like there’s no tomorrow. Ryan then jumped into his brother’s arms, and Aaron had to put his hands under Ryan’s ass to hold him, his wet cock now poking a little into Ryan’s valley so near his hole. Ryan began to passionately kiss his big brother. Aaron sort of kneading Ryan’s butt cheeks as they kissed. Ryan pulled off the kiss and looked at Aaron, “Now big brother, I want you to make love to me, and give me your gift as it should be given. Give it to me, Aaron. Give me your gift, I want it. I want you. I want you to give it to me.” Then passionately kissed him again. Aaron carried Ryan back into the bedroom, and laid him on the bed with Aaron’s full weight on Ryan. Ryan ran his hands down his brother’s back on to his hairy ass, feeling them twitch as Aaron was slowing humping his cock against Ryan. “Ryan, I love you. If you want my toxic gift, then how can I say no to you my little brother. I’ve wanted you for so long.” Aaron started moving his body down and lifting Ryan’s fuzzy legs up. His face came to Ryan’s fuzzy bush and hard wet cock. Aaron took his cock into his mouth, and ran his tongue into the foreskin, tasting all the sweet precum, making Ryan moan in pleasure. Aaron wanted to have more of Ryan’s cock, but he wanted to be inside his brother again more. Aaron licked down Ryan’s balls, down his fuzzy taint, to his fuzzy hole, where he dove tongue first into his brother. Feeling his brother’s tightness around his tongue, feeling his heat, and tasting his brother. Ryan was almost screaming from the rimming Aaron was giving him. He felt Aaron’s tongue going in out of his ass. “Aaron, I need you in me, NOW. Please give me your cock. Fuck me.” Aaron came back up Ryan’s body bringing Ryan’s legs up and on his shoulders, and Ryan reached down taking Aaron’s hard leaking cock. Rubbing his brother’s exposed cock head against his hole, smearing the toxic precum on and in the lips of his hole. Aaron felt this, and squirted a little more precum just into the opening of Ryan’s hole. Ryan leaning up while holding Aaron’s exposed head against and just slightly in his hole, and Aaron leaned over to Ryan. As the brothers passionately kissed, Aaron’s cock slide into Ryan. The brothers moaned and screamed into each other’s mouths. Without breaking the kiss, the Aaron began slowly fucking Ryan. Pushing as far in as he could go, and then pulling back until he felt his cock head being gripped by Ryan’s hole. Sliding all the way back in. Ryan had his hands on Aaron’s ass, feeling the power in his brother’s ass as he fucked him, feeling the dimples come and go. He wanted Aaron to fuck him hard, but also just loved this slow fuck. “Aaron, fuck me. Go faster. Fuck me.” Aaron leaned over and sucked Ryan’s earlobe, and lightly into his ear, while still slowly fucking him, from deepest penetration to almost out. “No little brother, I’m in charge right now. I’ve loved you all my life, and I’m going to make love to you. I’m going to give you all my love, and my gift with all that love. This is how you should have lost your virginity, this is how you should get the gift you want. This is how I want to give it you.” Aaron then with all the love, all the passion, and heat of his body and soul, deeply kissed his brother as pressed his cock deeply into his brother, right into his inner ring. Ryan moaned, screamed into his brother’s mouth. His cock jerking between them, wanting to cum, but not quite there, but squirting out precum. Aaron couldn’t last much longer, he felt his balls drawing up tighter against him. “Ryan, my little brother, I’m going to cum in you soon, I’m going to give you my gift. You still want it?” “Aaron, give it to me, please. I want it. I want you to give it to me, to breed me with it. Please cum in me. I love you big brother, and want your toxic gift in me.” Aaron still moving at the same slow, loving pace, but this time a little more jerkiness to it because he was so close, slowly moved all the way inside Ryan, right inside his inner ring. Ryan’s inner ring was so tight against the head of his cock. Now he did push into his brother a little harder, a little faster, keeping the tip of dick inside that tight ring, so his cum will go into the deepest, most sensitive, most vulnerable part of his brother’s being. “I love you Ryan, take my toxic cum, take my gift.” Aaron clamped his mouth against Ryan’s, and shoved into Ryan with all his strength and passion, Ryan pulled his hands against the hard fuzzy ass cheeks of his brother trying to pull more of him in. Both brothers hit their orgasm together, screaming into their mouths. Ryan felt white hot heat flying into his inner being, knowing his brother’s toxic cum was going in him, deeply. Aaron’s ass making quick jabs, and all the while rubbing Ryan’s shooting cock between them. Aaron finally felt his orgasm slowing, but he kept pushing in, but pulling a little more back. Spreading his semen, and his gift, all over the inside of Ryan’s ass. Aaron leaned up from Ryan. Ryan reach up to his brother’s chest, feeling the sex sweat and heat in his hairy chest, then up his neck to his cheeks. Seeing his big brother’s watery eyes, “Thank you Aaron. I love you, thank you for your special gift. Now bring that cock up here so I can taste it as I’ve wanted to.” Aaron pulled out of Ryan, and knee walked up to Ryan’s mouth. Ryan immediately took his brother’s still hard cock in his mouth. Loving the mixed flavors of his own ass and Aaron’s cum. Aaron still had a small blast left apparently and shot some into Ryan’s mouth. Aaron then pulled his cock out and turned around, so they could each clean each other’s cocks off the natural way, loving each other’s taste. One toxic and the other not, for long. As the brothers were relaxing after their intense love making, a hidden camera switched off, followed by Bart coming in the room. “That was the hottest scene I’ve ever seen. I’ll give you two a copy of it. I do believe there’s more than just brotherly love between you two.” “Here’s your clothes and car keys. Your free to go. Little Bro I’m sure has been infected, and after that little show, will be again real soon if that didn’t take. In about five weeks we’re having a little conversion party, we’d love for you two to be here. I’m sure little brother will have converted by then, and may even still have the fuck flu. We have a neg virgin and another neg chaser coming, and you two would be great additions. We can also make it a celebration of you two getting your tats like ours.”

I grew it because the guys love it as I eat their ass. I have the silkiest facial hair possible--it seems that cum from felching and ass juice acts as a conditioner. Who knew??

Well, not going to call it ‘last load’ but maybe last 20 or so. I was feeling horny as shit and craving some rock hard dick up my ass, so I went to the bathhouse to get my freak on. I got me a room, hiked my ass in the air, and waited. Didn’t take too long for a hung stud to breed the almighty shit outta my ass. And, since I am goddamn kick ass bottom who can never get enough dick, I had all the dudes lined up to fuck. I don’t think some of those dudes had ever fucked a power bottom before, but I showed em what is up. I might be a scrawny little feminine faggot, but I can take a jackhammer fuck from a hung stud while still begging for more dick Anyway, for hours on end, I was just getting bred like a little bitch. I turned into a total cumdump and it was fucking great! A couple dudes insisted on fucking me with a rubber, but for the most part, it was nothing but getting bred raw as shit. I’ve been bred like a little bitch before, but never like this shit. I’ve been the bottom in a gangbang before, but I’ve never had a line of strangers all waiting to fucking pound my shit. Still a couple hours left, hoping for a few more loads. Goddamn I fucking love being bred like a little biltch.

Being contacted by other bttm guys who are totally convinced they will be the special one to turn you from a bttm to a top. In my more versatile days, met a guy who really wanted to be tied up and used - went on and on about it - but when it came to it insisted on 'pretend knots, not really tied'. Guys who are dead keen to meet, but when you try and arrange something there is always a last minute emergency why they can't. Best example of this is a guy who wanted to meet and was messaging for several hours - when I agreed and offered to drive over he said he was expecting the cable TV/internet guy and didn't want to play in case he showed up in the middle of it. Three hours later he was on at me to meet again, "for play, and maybe you can help me get my internet working?" I firmly believe many guys (especially on mainstream apps like Grindr) are more into the fantasy of meeting and not into the reality. A bit of wank fodder before going to sleep maybe? Hm. That's why I prefer visiting venues where guys are generally there for a reason.

Tighthole- I love being bred by young guys, especially twinks. I get off on being submissive and servicing them. I’m not a bear but at 50 years and 6’2”, so many twinks want daddy to fuck them but not this daddy. I’m their faggot bitch

Ah another twist bring it on !

Was just arranging a breeding with a top... Him- show me your cock Me- why? Him- I need to see what will breed me. Me- YOU are breeding ME. That's why you replied to my profile, isn't it? Him- yeah, but I want your load in me. Me- can you not read? (My profile od that site states I'm bottom only and that will not change) Him- you fucking aggressive wanker, queens like you need to fuck off away from me. Me- wow! Bye, take care. Him- you cunt. WORDS FAIL ME. ?

Past Tuesday was able to convince the pervious black top cable installer to meet up again. He mounted me in my front living room, grabbing at my tits and hips and making me bounce on his hard pole. He likes dirty talk, mostly derogatory terms about gay people. I generally only engage in dirty talk if it is what the top wants. He had me beg for his chocolate load deep in my f#$#$t ass. He had not come in 4 days and so he planted a good load deep in me. I was leaking cum through the next day. Felt so good feeling that cum lingering that I jerked off 3 times while fingering my cum slicked hole. Hopefully he can come next week and install some new thick fiber and juice in my ethernet again.

I was out of town on business - so, of course, I hit the baths. It's mid-week so the place was not exactly packed. I size up the scene and find this hot bear to fuck. We head back to my "deluxe" room and get busy with the door open. (Believe me: It pays to advertise) So, I'm plowing the bears hole when a couple of guys stop to take in the scene. Both very doable guys in their late 40's. I wave them in, pull out of the bears hole and signal the clean shaven one of to take a turn. He quickly slides right in and takes over the fuck. I hit my knees, head down-ass up, along-side the bear and offer my hole to the bearded guy. He slides in easily (pays to be pre-lubed) and gets his fuck on. After a few minutes, the two trade holes. Oh yeah! The pig factor just rose big time. Soon. Others gather at the door... and its on. The dude fucking me blows his load deep inside me. He pulls out (too damn quickly) only to be replaced by one of the guys at the door. The bearded dude fucking the bear breeds him and leaves. (Yeah, I was jealous...I dig beards) The guy fucking me (muscle ginger) pulls out and moves over to the bear. Instantly, another cock takes his place at my hole. (I never sae his face) Apparently, he had been priming his cock while he waited because in just a couple of minutes, he blew load number two in me. He leaves. The muscle ginger fucking the bear moves back over to me.."Fuck! I love a cummy hole!" He growls as he takes over the fuck. Another dude starts fucking the bear. The ginger fucking me and guy fucking the bear both cum. Thet actually give each other a high-five before they leave...only to be replaced my two more cocks. They trade back and forth several times between us. This is pig heaven. There is a fuck-frenzy going down and i am getting cock after cock, and load after load. That unmistakable sound of cocks fucking cum-sloppy holes echoed out into the corridor...providing a siren call to all cummers. IT WAS OFF THE CHAIN! OFF. THE. CHAIN! Some of the guys that had been there before cam back for more. (Including a load in me from the hot bearded dude!) I literally lost track of how many men, cocks, and loads I got. But in time, the frenzy subsided until it was just the bear and me, wallowing in the piggy cumjoy. I reached down and ran my fingers around my hole to find some sweet distension... my hole made into a man-pussy. After awhile, it was off to the shower. I did a final tour around the place...and marvelled at how I had likely been fucked by most every guy in the place. It's good to be a shameless bareback fuckpig. Oink!!!

Part 6- Quickly I scooted to the edge of the bed and hopped up, nearly diving for the newcomer’s crotch. Kneeling down, I came face to face with his massive, thick cock surrounded by a thick bush of bright red hair, the black scorpion tattoo above it made a striking contrast. I ran my fingers along the black ink, admiring the stark beauty. Up close, his massive balls looked even larger, and I imagined what it would feel like to feel them slapping against my legs. “You did say you wanted a thick poz rod, right?” Garrett asked, patting my shoulder and taking a deep puff on the thick black cigar in his mouth, “Well Brad’s meat here gets nice and thick when he’s loading up a tight neg boy hole with his bug.” “Don’t just sit there and look at it you stupid slut,” the newcomer, Brad, said gruffly, a slight southern accent coming through as he puffed away at his cigar, “Wrap your fucking lips around it and get it ready to rape your cunt. My stinger is ready to fill you up with its venom.” I took a deep inhale of smoke from my pipe and then opened my mouth as wide as I could, taking as much of his semi-hard cock into my mouth as I could and started to suck. Slowly I exhaled the smoke through my nose, enjoying the look of the thick pipe smoke drifting through his forest of hair around his cock as my mouth slowly salivated around the quickly hardening cock in my mouth. Soon I was slurping away at his tool, spit dripping down my chin as I desperately tried to swallow his rod. Brad seemed to be enjoying himself. His hands were wrapped around my head occasionally pulling my face down, and he had tossed his head back, groaning as he hauled away at his cigar. I continued to look up at him as I sucked his now fully hard dick, taking in the forest of red fur all over his perfectly muscled body… my eye followed every curve of his abs, how his hips cut out from his groin, he perfectly formed pecs and massive biceps. My cock throbbing at the sight and the manly smell of musk and sex emanating from his groin. My concentration broke when I heard Ren begin to moan deeply from the bed, presumably from a deep-dicking he was now getting from Garrett. “Get on the bed next to that Asian bitch,” Brad said, pulling my head off his dick before lightly smacking my face and blowing his thick cigar smoke in my face, “Time I sampled that neg pussy and breed you full of my special fuck juice.” Slowly I nodded, to which his reply was to smack his cock hard in my face. I gasped as he grinned wickedly down at me. Immediately, I sprang up and joined Ren on the bed, kneeling on the edge and watching the poz couple fuck. The groaning I had heard was exactly as I thought, with Garrett deep-dicking Ren and slamming as hard as he could in the creamy muscular ass. What must have been my load was glistening on Garrett’s cock as he raped the Asian’s hole as they both smoked like chimneys. In my mind, I hoped that my ass looked remotely as good as Ren’s stretch ass-lips did wrapping around a big dick like Garrett’s. “Bend the fuck over, you stupid faggot. Time to properly convert that neg pussy.” I instantly did as I was told, and without any further delay, Brad’s rough, calloused hands were grabbing my hips and his massive cock was entering my cum-filled, well-lubed ass. His large cock began to penetrate me, stretching me even wider than before with his extremely thick tool. I once again began to moan, this time in a little pain. Ren instantly had the bottle of poppers and a new pre-filled pipe in front of me. I took several hits off the bottle before shoving the pipe deep in my mouth. “That's one hot piece of poz meat you’re getting charged up with,” Ren said in between moans, holding his lighter up to my bowl as I puffed it to life, Brad’s cock slamming deep into my hole, “I can't wait to see how wrecked your cunt is after he adds his load.” For a brief moment, I stopped and thought about what I was doing. Taking knowingly poz loads deep into my hole. Stretching out my formerly tight hole around random men’s cocks. Smoking and enjoying a massive pipe while being in the center of an orgy. I shouldn’t be doing this. What would my parents think? Wouldn’t this mean I would never find a nice boy to date? But the second I felt his massive cock-head rubbing along my prostate, my worries disappeared. I wanted nothing more than for him to rape my ass as hard as he could and fill my ass with as much of his bugged-up load as he could. I wanted to have a piercing in my dick like Garrett, and tattoos all over my body like all of them. I wanted to have a huge biohazard on my chest, proudly declaring how much of a cum whore I am. These men would be the ones to help me get everything I wanted. “Oh god, rape my hole,” I gasped, feeling Brad’s heavy balls bouncing against my legs as his pubes brushed against my stretched out hole, “Give me your poz load! Help make my ass a toxic cum dump.” I began to puff and inhale deeply on my pipe, savoring the mixture of the feeling of the smoke deep in my lungs and my prostate getting slammed. “Fuck Gare, you weren’t lying, “ Brad said, sliding in and out of my hole slowly, the cigar never leaving his mouth, “this is one sweet boy cunt. Fucker even feels tight after taking both you and your boy’s dicks. Hard to believe he was prime virgin mean when he came here tonight.” He seemed intent on taking things slowly, but I decided it was time to take things up a notch. After stealing a few quick tugs on my hard prick, I started to slam back as hard as I could, bouncing back after taking the redhead’s hard meat to the root. Over and over again I shoved my hole down on him, eliciting a string of dirty talk from Brad as I tried to match the jackhammering Garrett was giving Ren. “Fucking eh… this neg bitch really wants the bug bad. Bet he can’t wait ‘til he gets a heavy case of the fucking flu so he has a good excuse to take as many loads up his dirty little chute.” What he said perfectly described what I needed. I needed this man’s dirty load inside me. I wanted to feel the virus taking over me, permanently changing my DNA into the cum-crazed whore I always wanted to be. I needed every load possible tonight to help fulfill my dream. And I told him exactly that. “Fuck yes!” I yelled, squeezing my hole as tight as I could as his dick pummeled the tight flesh of my rectum, “Fill my useless dump with your dirty load and help me convert. I can't wait until my cock and balls are dripping with poison like yours! I want and deserve to become a fucking poz cum whore!” Suddenly, Garrett let out a strangled cry and collapsed on top of Ren, shaking slightly as he emptied another load deep up his boyfriend’s ass. This caused Ren to shoot without touching himself, the first spurt of cum shooting far and away from him and hitting me on the cheek. Both Brad and I watched the scene, smoking even faster in lust as we continued fucking. Finally, I felt him tense up. Within seconds, he grabbed my hips as hard as he could, likely leaving bruises as he buried himself as deep as possible up my hole. “Fucking take it!” Brad yelled, his cock now twitching and jerking deep inside me, coating my intestines with thick warm ribbons of charged up cum, “Take all my dirty fucking load you fucking slut. I’m giving it to you, fucking bug whore!” “Give it to me! Give me everything you got!” I yelled out, clenching down on his cock as I felt the heat spreading from deep inside me as his virus-laden load coated my insides. Sweat dripped from both of us as the ginger held his massive cock deep inside me, occasionally twitched and groaned every time I made any slight movement. Slowly, Brad began to pull his slowly deflating cock from my hole, pulling my pipe from my mouth and locking lips with me. Blowing his smoke into me, I gladly inhaled, enjoying the taste as our tongues met. Finally, his cock plopped out of my hole with a wet squelch, and he pulled away. “You weren’t fucking lying, Gare,” he said, slapping my ass lightly as he stuck his smoldering cigar back in his mouth, “That boy had a beautiful tight cunt there. I’ll see you in the sling room if you convince these whores to get down there. This one definitely will be getting another dose of unmedicated cum from me if they do.” With that, Brad walked out of the room, his towel over his shoulder as he left the door standing wide open. All that marked he was there was a cloud of thick cigar smoke trailing out the doorway into the dark hallway. As I felt all of the cum dripping from my hole down my leg and balls, I turned to Ren and Garrett with only one thing on my mind. And at that moment, I told them exactly what I wanted. “More.”

Browsing through the display cabinets of pleasure toys there was nothing that caught my interest. The shop was in a seedier part of town, the owner, was late 40's a type of leather biker that you wouldn't want to meet in an alley on a dark night. He approached me and asked if I was looking for anything in particular. I looked at him and noticed the biohazard tattoo on both his arms before replying that I wanted something different. I lifted up my t-shirt sleeve to reveal my scorpion tattoo, he reached up and inspected it then looked at me again and asked what kind of something different was I expecting. I moved over to the display of PA's as he followed me and told him I was looking for a special PA. He motioned me to follow him, putting the closed sign up and locking the door we disappeared in to the back. He pulled went to the safe and pulled out a small tray of unusual types of PA. They all had the same experience except the gauges were different as were the size of the balls. I looked in amazement, after all,the tip I got to try this place had paid off. I picked one up and felt the smooth glide of the ring up to the 3 balls, 2 small ones that were part of the ring and the bigger, middle one, I rubbed the tip of my finger over it and immediately felt this was not the same, it had a very fine grating sensation. I looked at my finger and noticed the skin showed abrasion marks. The shop owner was smiling and said "It does the job, guaranteed 100%, one of a kind nowhere else makes them.". I handed over the cash and pulled down my pants and underwear, the shop owner picked up the plyers and removed my existing PA and inserted the new one. Tonight I would take it for a test drive. I decided to hit the sauna this evening so had a quick freshen up, I completely removed the temporary scorpion tattoo from my arm, I was not stupid enough to get a permanent one just yet. I stood in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom. At 24 years old I had been poz for 4 years, deciding against meds I had a pretty hefty viral load and knew it wouldn't be long before I had to start down the route of getting it under control. Contemplating my image I was okay, I could never score hot guys off the web but once they saw me in person I was like a dreamboat and magnet. At just under six foot, I had a very average build, dirty blond hair and blue eyes, a little muscle definition but I never worked out. My low hangers and 8 inch uncut cock was my crowning glory. In a country where mostly everyone was cut this is what set me out as a special find guys. I glanced closer in the mirror and smiled as I could just make out the three balls on my PA under the foreskin. Thinking to myself how one lucky guy was going to get to test drive this and get a ride they would never forget. The sauna was known as a place for safe sex was ideal for catching prey and converting them, plus I had age on my side. I moved between the sauna and steam room eyeing up the prey, I would pay particular attention to guys who demanded condoms. One caught my attention big time, he must have been 19 or 20, totally average and small build. Deliberately I bumped in to him after his minor scrap with a much older guy who wanted to fuck him. He swung round as I apologised for bumping him, he looked at me and said it was no problem and gave me smile. I noticed his eyes were darting up and down my body, contact made, I apologised and left the steam room. Over the next half an hour I stalked and made eye contact with him several times. The last time this happened I saw his reflection and noticed that he couldn't keep his eyes off me, the young lad had taken the bait and all I had to do was bide my time. I was very careful not to touch anyone, I moved quickly if someone attempted to touch me, this displayed to my prey that I was picky and not an easy slut. I did one last swoop by my prey without looking at him and headed to one of the private rest cubicles. Very low lighting and an acrid smell of poppers lingered in the air. I kept my towel tight around my waist. I couldn't have been in there for more than 3 minutes when my prey walked past, his eyes peering at me, but I made no move or acknowledgment. He walked by again, stopping as he did so, he looked at me and began to cross the threshold towards me. He asked if he could come in, again I made no impulse reaction and just replied "Sure.". He closed the door and put the latch down, my prey was now in my lair and there would be no going back for this cute little guy now. He approached me and started to kiss me on my neck and shoulders then looked up at me and told me didn't kiss guys on the mouth, suck cock or fuck without protection. His hand now stroking my cock, I laid back on the bench. Carefully every time he went towards the PA I would wriggle and move his hand away so that he never got to touch it and feel the middle balls destructive texture. He continued to kiss my body and nipples, I played my part to perfection and feigning very little interest, I could tell he was seeing this as a challenge. He pulled a condom out from his towel which I took and unravelled over my cock. His mouth slid down over my wrapped penis, he made no comment about the PA so I took this as good sign that the condom had masked the middle ball. I sat up as he dropped his towel and turned around rubbing his ass against my cock. Standing up I pushed the slut face down on the bench. I slowly moved my face towards his arse as he looked back over his should and began moaning. My tongue darted and flickered around his hole, I spat numerous times on his hole and tongued fucked it in to his arse. All the time he was letting out moans of pure pleasure, my tongue working up along his back I was ready to test drive how effective this PA would be. I leaned over his body my cock now rubbing his ass I asked him to be honest and tell me if he had any STD's or was poz, he shook his head as told me reassuringly he was absolutely clean. The head of my cock and PA prised his hole open as the spit made the entry slightly easier. His backed arched and head rose as he let out a moan, I pushed a couple of inches in to his slutty ass. "Oh fuck," he cried. I backed off and apologised, making it look like I was pulling out and ending it he looked over his shoulder "Don't stop." he pleaded. I pushed him hard up to edge of the bench so that there would be no give when I penetrated him this time. He bucked wildly and moaned in pleasure and agony as I gave him my entire cock. Balls deep in my prey I grabbed his neck with my arm and with my other hand I placed it firmly over his mouth to stifle any cries. His hands grabbed at my arms as his eyes opened wide at the force of my invasion. I began to slowly grind my hips against his ass, slowly his hands moved down my body and grasped my ass cheeks. I started thrusting my hips deeper in to him, his moans of pleasure escaping his covered mouth. I gave a couple of long thrust and felt the unmistakable sensation of the condom rolling down to the base of my cock. The middle ball had worked through the condom ripping it to shreds, now it was starting to do the same to the inside of the my preys ass lining. My movements became more rapid, he moaned louder as the abrading was giving him some discomfort causing his head to push up, I could tell he was feeling something he hadn't reckoned. I started to pant heavily next to his ear as I began fucking him harder to mask the pain he originally felt. His body relaxed again I moved my hand from his mouth and grabbed his forehead to secure him in position. "Oh shit, fuck me." he cried, I made several moans of pleasure, all the time I alternated between a grinding and thrusting motion for maximum effect. The intense pleasure I was feeling was making it difficult to hold back. I edged and abruptly stopped. Until the desire to orgasm dissipated, gradually replacing with gentle deep thrusts which he started to really enjoy. My hips locked deep against his ass I had him where I wanted him. His moans and pleasure for my cock caused an uncontrollable urge to take my prey. I felt my cock starting to swell, I used my legs to pin and lock his legs apart as the final moments began. He let out a shriek of excited pain as my hips gave a powerful crushing against his ass pinning him harder to the bench. Jolting I released my first load to toxic seed deep in his body as I moaned loudly. The second jolt was even deeper, the pain of my hips crushing his pelvis causing another cry from my prey as I ground the seed in to his now torn ass lining. I held him securely over the bench as my breeding contractions continued until the last remnants my toxic seed oozed in to his ass. He was shaking and panting heavily as I pulled my dick from his ass. The torn condom was as the base of my shaft, I inspected my PA which was coated in blood and cum. "Oh man, that was amazing." he said, I agreed and told him I needed to go and get rid of the condom. I grabbed my towel and left him sprawled across the bench. This new PA certainly did the trick and was also an excellent stealthing tool, no trickery was required and I was about to set on one hell of a stealthing spree.

"Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours." That's what they said right before they started tag teaming my asshole with their raw cocks. But I'm getting ahead of myself. When I was 19, my family took a trip to one of those all-inclusive resorts to Cancun. It was over Christmas break, so I guess it was a nice escape from the winter, but the resort wasn't exactly geared for the fun of a 19 year old who wasn't drinking. We had done the side trips to the ruins and shit, but mostly we hung at the resort where I was bored and mostly alone while my parents drank and had fun. One day they opted for the catamaran drunk cruise. I begged them to not make me go. I pulled the "I'm not a child anymore" card and said I would be quite content reading, napping and lounging by the pool. They finally relented, and I was left to my own devices for an entire day. If only they'd been more protective of their horny, gay son. I hit the pool pretty early with only my book, towel, mirrored shades, and swimsuit. Since I used to be a competitive swimmer I still had my speedo, which is what I decided would make for the best tan lines. I claimed one of the lounge chairs and set in for a nice day of relaxation. And I promptly fell asleep in the warm sun. I awoke some time later hearing hushed voices next to me. It was two, obviously American men whispering in close proximity to me. Voice 1: Look, the kid totally has a boner! Voice 2: Shhh! Don't wake him up and embarrass him. Voice 1: (laughing) Looks like part of him is already awake! (This is when I realized that I had one of those relaxed, sun-boners and they were talking about me! I was mortified and kept still while desperately trying to will my hardon away, but it wouldn't budge.) Voice 1: Damn, it just flexed in his suit! Totally hot! Voice 2: Yeah, the kid has a nice package on him, and a nice little body. Voice 1: I'm getting hard just looking at the outline of his cock. Oh the things we could do... Voice 2: Don't even think about it. Voice 1: Oh, like you aren't thinking about filling that young ass. Voice 2: Go get us a couple beers and cool off. I heard Voice 1 guy get up and flip-flop away toward the bar. Hearing them talk about me in a gay way was making my dick so hard that I knew it wasn't going to go away without a serious spank. I made sort of a fakey "I'm snoring and waking myself up" noise and rolled over onto my stomach. I tried to lay there quietly like I was still asleep. And when Voice 1 came back, I did an equally fake slow wake up and roll over, but simultaneously grabbed my towel and covered my still throbbing junk. I sat up and decided to read a bit, thinking this might take my mind off things. No such luck. Especially when I saw the two men attached to the voices. One was mid 40's, salt and pepper hair, rough beard, and a stocky, muscular body covered with a pelt of coarse, curly black hair. The other was blonde, a bit younger (maybe mid 30's), tall, smooth, tanned and toned. Both were exceedingly attractive (the blonde could have been a model) and both were wearing straining speedos that left very little to the imagination. I tried to ignore them, but they could tell I was staring. Voice 1: Hi there! What are you reading? (it was the blonde) Oh my god. They were so hot and they were talking to me! I stuttered a bit before telling them that I was reading Humboldt's Gift for my American literature class. I remember this fact purely because I never did finish that damn book and had to cliff note the fucker. This opened the doorway into conversation, through which I learned that they were John (Voice 1) and Vince (Voice 2), a gay couple on vacation. They asked many questions about me, like was I there alone? Was I enjoying my free day? What time would my parents be back? Did I have any plans for the rest of the day? By this time my boner had actually gone down and I was thirsty, so I uncovered myself and stood up to go to the bar to get a coke. My further mortification was imminent. Vince: Um, you might want to sit back down. Me: Why? John: (laughing) Because you left a spot of precum in your speedo the size of a half-dollar! I looked down, and sure enough my penis had betrayed me yet again. My electric blue speedo had a huge, dark blue spot of wetness centered right at my cock head. I hastily sat down and covered up again, completely and utterly embarrassed. Vince, however, knew what to do. "John, go get him a coke would you?" "Sure thing." As John walked off, Vince quietly remarked "Don't be embarrassed. It happens to all of us. And, truth be told, that's a pretty impressive spot. You must be a big leaker. Or just incredibly horny." "Well... um...." "So, are you? A healthy cummer, I mean?" "Isn't that sorta personal?" "Lemme guess. You are stuck here with family and you haven't jacked off in days. And now you are so backed up you were going to fire off a few loads today with your free time. Am I right?" "How'd you know?" Chuckling, Vince replied "We've all been there, guy." "What are you two laughing about?" John asked as returned, coke in hand. Taking the lead, Vince explained "The poor guy hasn't cum in days because he's been cooped up with his parents. Hence the gigantic wet spot." John handed me my coke, and a glance passed between he and Vince. I couldn't believe I was having an open conversation about jacking off and precum with two relative strangers, even if they were two, handsome gay men. Apparently they were of one mind, cause without any further discussion John remarked "You know, we could help you out of your jam. You need to empty yourself out before you make a mess all over this pool deck, and it just so happens that Vince and I like to pleasure guys, such as yourself." "Oh, I don't know... I um...," I stuttered, turning even beet red in embarrassment. "No pressure or anything. It would just be a relaxing, fun time and all about your pleasure. We would make sure you would be empty enough to survive the rest of your stay here with your parents," Vince explained, in a very discrete, man-to-man voice. "Honestly, I'm not sure I should," I responded, honestly more than a little interested. John: What else have you got to do today? I guarantee you'll have a better time than just sitting by the pool kicking yourself for missing a mind-blowing afternoon of sex. Vince: It's your call, but we're nice guys and I think you would have fun. Me: .... ok. We left the pool together and they escorted me up to their hotel room. Now, while I wasn't a virgin (I'd been having oral sex with other boys for a few years now, and I had a fairly regular suck session with a fraternity guy at school) but I'd never done any kind of anal. And definitely had never done a three way. And I'd never had sex with men clearly much older than I was. So you can imagine how very nervous I was. At first we just sat on their bed and they gave me a beer. I drank it fast and relaxed a little. Then they each reached out a hand and started stroking me lightly. Massaging my neck a little. I started to get hard. Both were very patient to start. They gently stripped off my swimsuit and laid me back on the bed. Both of their mouths fell to working on my body-- my neck, my nipples, my stomach, my thighs, my balls. And then I felt the wet heat on my cock. Instantly I was rock hard and straining to hold myself back from the waves of pleasure rocking my body. It was John sucking my cock while Vince sucked and tongued my nipples. He slowly traced his tongue up my neck, to my adam's apple, and then over my chin to my mouth. When Vince's mouth met mine, everything exploded-- including my orgasm. John greedily clamped down on my cock and took every drop. He stayed there until my dick finally stopped squirting like a minute later. John: Holy FUCK this kid's a cummer! God damn! Vince: And I think I found his trigger points. Me: I'm sorry! It's just that when you kissed me I couldn't hold back. You are just so... handsome. And hairy! Vince: (laughing) Yeah, I do have a bit of fur. Me: It's hot! John: I think the kid isn't done yet... he still hasn't gone soft. After that, John and Vince stripped off their suits... and wow. John was totally clean shaven, which made his cock look exceptionally huge. Judging from the size of mine, I figured he had to be at least 8 inches. And Vince had a dark bush of pubes, big balls and a shorter, but decently thick, uncut cock. And both had these curious tattoos on their hips. Me: Oooh. You guys have matching tattoos! Looks like a nuclear symbol. Are you guys radioactive or something? John: (smirking) Something like that. Me: Well, you both are pretty hot! Vince: I think we should massage another load or two out of our friend here, John. Me: Hell yeah! Deal! We had another couple of beers, and then Vince got the lube out of their travel bag. I was buzzing well at this point and feeling pretty good. Vince got me up on all fours, and then proceded to do something that nobody had done to me up to that point. He ate my ass. And when his tongue hit my pucker, I almost came unglued. This released the last of my inhibitions, and I became an insatiable fuck hole that afternoon. John was kneeling on the bed close to me, and as soon as Vince started rimming me, my mouth latched onto John's cock and I started sucking for all I was worth. I was only able to fit about half his cock in my mouth and I tasted his precum as I worked his salty slit with my tongue. John: Damn Vince, this kid can SUCK! Vince: Yeah, but we're here to milk him dry. And I think he needs to be milked from the inside. And with that, Vince lubed a finger and slid it into my butthole. Electricity jumped through me and I became a sex crazed novice bottom. He fingered my prostate (nobody had ever done that either) and it made me go crazy with desire. I sucked John like a hoover while bucking around on Vince's finger, all the while drooling precum all over the bedspread. Vince worked a couple fingers into me along with more lube... then his fingers left my ass. It felt like someone had shut off my horny switch. But then, I felt Vince's cock head rubbing up against my hole, teasing and pressing against my pucker. And while it was electric, warning bells were going off in my head. Me: Do you have a condom? Vince: Yeah, somewhere I think. But how about I just tease your pretty butthole a bit with my cock first? Me: We really need a condom. And you need to go easy on me-- I've never been fucked. Vince: Never?? Me: Nope. I've wanted to do it, but it just hasn't ever happened yet. John: Vince, pass me the poppers. I'll help our little bottom virgin out. Me: What are poppers? They aren't drugs are they? I don't do drugs. John: No, you just sniff them and they help you relax. They actually have a medical purpose. Me: Um.... John: Here, I'll show you. Just take a small sniff like this... John took a hit, and I could see him go flush a bit and relax. Then he held the bottle under my nose. I debated it for about a second, and then took a hit. The warm rush was incredible. Vince timed my rush with another finger assault which had me begging for more. The damn poppers had made me desperate for cock and had silenced those pesky warning bells. Me: Oh god. Fuck me! Vince: You want it? Me: Yes! I need to feel your cock inside me! Now! Please?? Vince didn't need to be asked twice. John held the little bottle under my nose again, I took a hit. And as I went soaring on a wave of pleasure, Vince entered my ass. While it hurt, it really didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Sure it burned a little bit, but overall he was able to slide right in and I just felt full. It probably helped that he was uncut and I was an incredibly horny teenager. Vince slow fucked me while I got used to having a cock in my ass, and I went back to working John's big cock with my tongue and throat. The pleasure I was getting from both ends being filled, plus the alcohol, plus the poppers had me rock hard and begging for as much sex as these two men could dish out. Vince eventually sped up his tempo and the sensation his fat cock was giving me was making my head reel. I was tingling everywhere and begging to cum again. I reached back to cup Vince's balls and to feel his cock sliding in and out of my ass. And that's when I noticed he didn't have a condom on. Me: Where's the condom? Vince: You told me you wanted cock in you now. I didn't have time to put one on. Me: But sex without a condom is risky... Vince: Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours. John: Here, have some more poppers... Vince continued to fuck me and my protests ebbed as the pleasure increased. John pushed his dick back into my mouth and I let the poppers relax me into the pure ecstasy of man on man on man sex. Vince: Oh Johnny, you really need to feel this boy's ass. It's so tight and smooth! John: I can't wait for my turn! Vince: Well, it's coming soon. I'm about ready to share... John: Sweet! Here kid, take another hit Me: Damn this feels so good. Vince: It's gonna get better in a minute. I'm going to put my cock head right at your prostate and you are going to feel me flex it. Trust me, it will drive you wild with pleasure. Me: Do it! I wanna feel that! Vince thrust a few more times in me quickly, then parked his cock a little more than halfway inside me. And then I felt it. His cock head was pressed up inside me, and I could feel throbbing and flexing inside me. The sensation was incredible! John: You doing it Vince? Vince: Fuuuck yeah. You feel that, kiddo? Yeah, I'm trying to milk your load out from the inside. Me: It feels amazing, I don't want it to stop. Vince: I can do it again later, but now it's John's turn though. And just wait til you feel him inside you! Me: I don't know... he's so big! I'm not sure I can take it... Vince pulled out with a wet plop, and shifted around the bed. He suggested that I try riding John's cock to start. That way I could control it better and be more comfortable. Without Vince in me, I felt like my switch had again been turned off and I desperately wanted it back on again. So I agreed. John lay down on the bed- his cock enormous and intimidating. Vince lubed him up and worked a bit more lube up my ass. Me: Shouldn't we get a condom? John: Vince didn't have to wear one. Me: But we have time to get one one now and... Vince: It's okay kid, just try it for a bit. We can always get one on later. I want John to feel what I got to feel! Me: Just... don't cum in me. Okay? John: Wouldn't dream of it. I straddled John's groin. John held onto the base of his cock while I tried to line up his head with my hole. Vince fed me more poppers, and before I knew it I was sliding down almost the full length of John's big cock. He bottomed out inside me with still about an inch of cock to go. There was a dull pain deep in my abdomen when John's cock head was poking my guts, but the sensation of that much cock sliding inside me and filling my guts sent me over the moon. I think my eyes literally rolled back into my head. John: Holy fuck! This kid is a natural born bottom! Vince: What did I tell you? John: So fuckin' hot and slick! Thanks for lubing it up for me! Me: Oh my God! You are so fucking BIG! Vince: Enjoy the ride you two. I started sliding up and down on John's cock and he let me control the fuck action. Every thrust into me from his cock gave me the sensation like I was stroking my own erect penis. Only I wasn't touching myself. It was like I was jacking off, but no-handed. The pleasure was building, and it sent my body into sort of a fuck frenzy. I was fucking myself down onto John's cock and building my orgasm with every bounce. Vince straddled John's face and fed his soft, uncut cock into John's mouth while John grabbed my hips and helped ram my ass up and down faster on his cock. Vince worked my nipples and then planted another deep, wet, scratchy beard kiss on me. I went into overload. Me: Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Vince: Do it, kid! Me: Dont' stop fucking me-- I'm so close! John: I wanna feel you cum with my dick jammed in your sweet fuckhole! Vince grabbed the back of my head and kissed me again hard and with that kiss my first shot arced up between us and spattered all over Vince's hairy chest. As soon as he felt me start to shoot, John grabbed my hips and thrust all the way into my butt, even that last inch that wouldn't go in seemed to find a place inside me. The pain in my guts mixed with my orgasmic pleasure was enough to make me cry out into Vince's mouth. But I couldn't stop cumming. Volley after volley of my spunk coated Vince and dripped down onto John's face. I was spasming like I was having a seizure and Vince eventually just looked on in amazement as John started laughing and licking up the cum gobs that spattered his way. I kept shuddering and shaking with the post orgasmic shivers. Vince kissed me gently while I was still impaled on John's cock and trying to relax my quivering sphincter. John told me that if I stopped wiggling around so much he could make himself go soft so it would be easier to pull out. A few minutes later and after some deep breathing on my part he was indeed flaccid and I was able to ease myself off of him. Feeling fully satiated, I was going to take my leave but Vince and John convinced me otherwise. Vince: You are a young stud, and I bet you have another load in you yet. John: Besides, we haven't cum, have we Vince? Vince: No we haven't. And there's still a few more things we could do together. Three cocks offer so many options... John: It would be a shame to waste them. Me: But I probably should be going... Vince: Where? You're parents aren't gonna be back for a few hours yet. Might as well spend it fucking. John: Hasn't it been fun? Haven't you enjoyed yourself? We've sure enjoyed you. In the end I agreed to stay for another round of sex. We had a few more beers, and they eventually got me hard by tongue-fighting over my cock. This got them hard too and the next thing I knew it was a free for all on their bed. We were all kissing and sucking whatever we could get our mouths on, rubbing on each other, humping, etc. I ended up on top and this time rode Vince's cock (I had decided that I quite liked riding and being in charge) while John stood on the bed so I could suck him. Then John squatted over Vince's face so Vince could tongue his hole while John and I made out. John worked my nips and I begged Vince to do the pulse-trick on my prostate again. After about 15 more minutes of fucking, he grabbed my hips and I felt the magic throbbing inside me again. Each pulse was like an joy buzzer shock inside me- I loved it! Then they both maneuvered me so that I was on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. More poppers and John was fucking me again with his huge cock while Vince stood over my face with his flaccid, wet, uncut penis. Me: I've never sucked an uncut cock before. Vince: Well, this is a day full of firsts for you! John: (giggling) And lasts... Me: I think I'll remember this day for the rest of my life Vince: Of that I have no doubt. John grabbed my ankles and took to fucking my ass hard. And I took Vince into my mouth and let my tongue savor his foreskin. The feeling of the skin was silky, and I could taste a mixture of lube and what I thought was his precum. When I inhaled, I got a full whiff of his musky manscent. It was almost better than the poppers. The rush of blood to my head and the feeling of foreskin in my mouth was dizzying. John flipped me around (all while not pulling out his cock) and got me on all fours. He then suggested to Vince that since this had been a day of firsts, how about they make me Lucky Pierre? Vince agreed and hopped up on the bed in front of me. I had no idea what a "lucky pierre" was, until Vince spit on my cock, and shoved it into his ass. It was so warm and velvety... so unlike anything I had ever experienced. So hot! So much better than a blow job! I was getting my ass fucked by a big cock while simultaneously losing my anal topping virginity inside a hot, furry daddy! It was all too much. I think I lasted all of a minute before I warned them that I was getting close. That's when John reached forward, grabbed Vince's hips and Vince reached back and grabbed mine. I was locked in place between them and stuck in Vince's ass! Me: I'm gonna cum! I should pull out!!! Vince: Just cum in me, kid! John: Do it! He wants you to! Me: But... but... Vince: I trust you John: C'mon kid! Shoot that load! Breed my boyfriend! John thrust again hard inside me and with that I erupted inside Vince's ass. The wet heat of my orgasm enveloped my cock as I shot my third load of the afternoon into Vince's bare ass, groaning "God DAMN, this feels awesome!" Apparently it was an impressive orgasm because Vince echoed my remarks saying "Holy fuck, I can feel him cumming in me!" In full approval, John answered "So hot! Take that virgin load!" After my orgasm finally subsided, John slid out of my ass with ease and I did the same to Vince. We collapsed in a sweaty heap on their bed. I awoke about an hour later, with a headache and instant fear. According to the bedside clock, my parents were due back at any time. I jumped to my feet, pulled-on my speedo, grabbed my stuff and headed out. I thanked Vince and John for the best sex of my young life and they said it was truly their pleasure. I made it back to the pool and managed to rinse the sex off about ten minutes before my parents arrived, so they were none the wiser about my afternoon activities. Several weeks after we got home I got really sick. My parents figured it was just some bug I picked up while in Mexico. Six months later at the student health center at college, I found out my parents were right. It was something I picked up in Mexico. And I discovered the meaning behind Vince and John's matching tattoos.

Author’s note: I find adding tech to sex and drugs hot - so fuck it if you don’t. This is my first attempt at a story. Cody - manager of computer repair shop Rick - the actual owner of the shop...for tax purposes mostly Josh - hottest employee All guys explore their dark side at some point. It calls to us. Some don’t go very far, just the occasional wank off to some perverted shit online when they get a serious case of blue balls. I have a secret. Well actually, I have a lot of secrets, just most of them aren’t mine. We’ll get to that. My name is Cody and I run an out of the way computer repair shop called CompuTIM...and I’m a blackhat hacker. Not really a good idea to reveal to people who you are, but I just can’t keep this sweet fucking deal to myself anymore. It’s the absolute fucking best. The owner of the shop (Rick) is my bitch/slave. Depends on the day, mostly on how much I care. He probably shouldn’t have hired me, but hey, that’s how life is sometimes. He is still the legal shop owner on paper - for tax purposes and just in case shit heads south. He’s in one of the soundproofed back rooms now, bound and gagged on a sling - being fed a very slow drip of Tina through an IV. I’ve got a sensor setup that monitors his vitals and I’ve coded it so that when I’m not using him, he is kept teetering on the edge, feeling buzzed and craving more crystal. My team and I hooked the system up to an app so I can get him primed up whenever I need. I even took the time to hook in a massive nutrient reservoir to his IV, mostly so he doesn’t die when I forget about him. He’s 34 (ish - don’t really keep track) and a little gaunt from the years of my abuse, but he is kept muscled from his strict workout program and mostly Tina diet. He’s part of my benefits package and one of the primary reasons I’m able to hire such hot, fucking-twisted programmers and engineers. He’s there in case any of my guys get horny. Hell, when you’re willing to pay a high hourly rate and tack on an excellent ‘benefits’ package (sex/drugs/rock n’ roll), it’s easy to find the talent you need. Today has been a good day so far. I sit behind the counter and take a large hit off my T-vape. I look at it and smile to myself. One of my very first projects had been a vape pen mod that allowed for the convenient smoking of crystal anywhere vape pens went. All our customers thought my staff and I needed to go on nicotine patches, but we were all actually guilty of something much worse - keeping a nice Meth-charged buzz going. When one of us got a little too worked up, they would just take a break. Josh (one of my best employees) walks out of the back, adjusting his crotch, a look of relief apparent on his face. Good for him, he needed it. I was sad to have missed the action, but I knew I could watch it later. I’d spent some serious time and money on that particular backroom and the entire place was wired with high-def cameras. I decide to let the now relaxed and refreshed Josh take the frazzled, elderly woman that came in wailing “My cat photos are all gone…” while I head to the back. As the door is still closing behind me, I strip off my shirt to reveal a soft six pack. I walk into our locker room and head to my locker, taking off my belt and stripping off my jeans. I don’t wear underwear at work, so my thick 8” dick pops out and slaps against my stomach. I tense my muscles a little and look at myself in the massive mirror that spans the wall. I’m 5’10”. I have brown hair, green eyes, and I’ve got some decent muscle definition. My six pack is a little soft but I kind of like it better that way. I shove my clothes into the locker and it locks with a satisfying *CLICK*. I head into the hallway and over to the next room. I see Josh has left on RAMR. Earlier this year, my team helped me construct RAMR (Robotic Autonomous Mind-fucking Raper), a self-cleaning fuck/enema machine that can conceal itself when unused by lowering into the floor. Image recognition technology makes it pretty easy to automatically line up and remotely decimate the modern-day slave’s hole with just the tap of a button. All the employees have access to SlaveApp which allows control of things like speed, vibration, depth and width from any smartphone. There are some hardcore “fucker detection” safeguards in place that prevent one employee from unwantedly ramming another - one of my contributions to the project. Part of my HR work as a manager. RAMR is railing Rick. He’s being swung back far on his sling, tossed into the air, then gravity forces him down hard, all the way to the base of what looks to be a massive length. It is churning Josh’s poz cum and working it deep into the business owner’s hole. I can’t tell through the gag if he’s screaming or moaning. The display showed that Josh had left Rick’s T-level set at .4, so I was guessing moaning, but it didn’t really fucking matter. I open SlaveApp and deactivate RAMR. As it slides itself into the floor, Rick starts whimpering. Because he is still in pain or because he wants more? It doesn’t matter. I step up, and slam my entire 8” length into his sloppy hole. After constant abuse, Rick’s hole was destroyed. Hell, we’d all been hitting it for 2 or 3 years now. It was worthless to all but the thickest and longest cocks. With a 6” girth, I was gifted and his hole is perfect for me (and my staff) to drop a load in whenever we need to. Josh had left a huge charged load behind which acted as perfect lube for my own death stick. I slide my raw cock in and out of his used cunt and let out a moan. Fuck, it’s good to be me. I bury my dick over and over into his hot pussy, faster and faster and let out 1 - 2 - 3 shots in a huge load of charged-up cum deep in his hole. I continue to slowly work my dick in and out, not quite ready to go back to work, I pull out my phone, and start casting Josh’s session to the screen.

While I've taken quite a few raw cocks, each occasion had occurred after I contacted a guy through Grindr (or, before it went down, Craigslist), and after we had a sense of each other. My fantasy, however, was that I would cross paths with a guy, bend over, and take multiple random loads in my ass. For some two years I have been chatting on and off on Kik with a top transwoman I met through Craigslist. Our schedules never matched up but she wanted to slut me out so I kept in contact with her. After a few missed opportunities our schedules finally aligned: we would meet on Halloween at All Things Adult in Austin. I was running a little late and, as I approached the ABS I asked her which booth. She promptly replied, and I sought-out the booth she specified. (As an aside, I should mention All Things Adult has really nice video booths.) There is a privacy wall when you first enter and around the corner are two padded benches that are spaced close enough to be bent over on all fours comfortably straddling the gap.) The door was unlatched and I entered the booth finding the transwoman, a cute short latina with a decent package, leaning against the wall. Upon entering the booth I turned to close the door only to discover there was another in the booth. A guy I didn't anticipate being present. Still, that was the reason I had agreed to meet, so I reached over, and began feeling-up the transwoman's body, exploring her body as I pulled-out her cock. The other guy just watched. Dropping a few tokens in the machine and she led me to the front bench. I dropped my trousers and underwear, bent over, and angled my ass towards the entrance, initially sucking the transwoman, and, when within seconds the second guy offered his cock, I alternated between the two of them. After a little bit he moved behind me, lubed my hole and went balls-deep in my ass, cumming after only a few thrusts. (Damn, I needed that feeling so badly.) Withdrawing, he zipped-up and left. My transwoman also wanted a piece of my ass, but pulled-on a condom, explaining a rubber would delay her orgasm. She fucked me for a bit, and it felt really good. Meanwhile the door opened a few times and finally we had a taker. A man entered the booth, watched us for a bit, before pulling out his cock and offering it to me to suck. As I sucked and deep-throated him, the transwoman withdrew from my ass, and stepped around, crouching down to suck the guy's balls. In no time the man blew his delicious load in my mouth. After he left I resumed sucking the transwoman. Scarcely had I swallowed her cock full depth when another guy entered the booth and began fingering my ass. In all honesty I was not a big fan of his attentions as, although I let him know I didn't like it, he kept fingering me quite roughly. At one point he slid his cock into my ass, and, no sooner was he balls-deep than he also slid his index finger into my ass. I was not happy. Still I let him fuck me a bit, but my ass was very uncomfortable, so I made my excuses and stepped-out into the restroom to check the condition of my hole. Fortunately while it was sore and cum-filled, it wasn't bleeding. Returning to the booth, I told the guy I needed to take a short break. I was thankful he took the hint and left. I resumed sucking the transwoman, and after a few minutes let her know I really wanted her load in my ass. She gave a knowing smile, stepped behind me and slid in, raw, full depth, fucking for several minutes, initially with a steady rhythm, but more raggedly at one point, at which time she came, her load lodged in my ass. When she withdrew I heard the plop of a big dollop of cum hitting the floor. Clearly there was an exceptional amount of cum in my ass. I licked her cock clean, enjoying the taste of the cum, and afterwards we sat and chatted a bit before I decided to head out. Once at my car I decided to check Grindr but none of the postings caught my attention. Still, with a pocketful of tockens, I decided to return to All Things Adult, and play until I exhausted my stash of tokens. Re-entering the ABS, I reclaimed the booth in which the transwoman and I had been playhing, and logging onto Grindr changed my location to All Things Adult, specifically providing my booth number. I also placed a 'quick connect' on BBRTs. Then I deposited all of the tokens into the video machine, adding a $20.00 bill. I planned on being there for a while. This time fully nude, I bent over on all fours in the booth, exposed to whoever entered. Within a few moments a guy entered and felt-up my hole. Apparently liking what he found, he unzipped, slid in, and fucked me. He felt good and fucked for several minutes. He didn't, however, cum, but instead withdrew , thanked me, and left. In the ensuing hiatus I went onto Grindr and hit-up another transwoman fuck buddy, telling her what I was doing. She responded saying she was on her way. Almost simultaneously another guy hit me up, saying he was nearby. As I waited for one or both of the two to arrive a few guys entered the booth and checked me out, but all left. The guy from Grindr arrived, and I alternated between sucking and being fucked by his dock. He came after several minutes, blowing a big load in my ass. After a thank you, he split, only for my trans fuckbuddy to arrive. We greeted each other, and she promptly had me on my knees as I deep-throating her cock. Progressing to my ass, she explored my hole, and realizing the volume of cum that was sloshing around in my hole she asked how many load I had taken. I gave her my best estimate. She asked for a condom and I obliged as she is a rough and dominant power top. She wasted no time plowing into my ass, fucking me like her personal rag doll. The pain was substantial, but I also loved the intensity and level of confident domination she exuded. Several minutes into our session she ordered me to my knees, stripped-off the condom, and forced me to deep-throad her cock, holding my head still so she could control the depth. I felt like I was going to throw up but she maintained control until finally she withdrew and blew her load on my lips and in my mouth. After she dressed herself, we hugged and she left. Whereupon I resumed my earlier position. As before, several times the door would open, and several times a man would step-up to feel-up my hole, some giving me an approving slap, but no one actually wanted to fuck, so when my time was finally exhausted I dressed and went out to my car. My hole, however, while sore, was also still horny for cock. Going back onto Grindr I found a message from a guy who said he had seen my profile earlier but as he was committed to attending a sex party, he suggested I should meet him there. I replied, and he promptly gave me the details, which included the sex party was receptive to bareback sex, but there was a prohibition to "partying." That was all I needed to hear. The party was being held in downtown Austin, which was a very short drive. Arriving at the house I entered using the specified side door, which was where we were expected to undress. Stepping into the play space I found a bedroom in which a group of college-age men are standing about, wacking themselves. In the corner a guy was gagging on some cock, so I stepped into the center of the room, surveyed my options, and, spotting a Latino with a nice long, curved cock and a sweet swimmer's build, I knelt in front and deep-throated him, gagging a bit given his length. I worked his tool for some time, but as there no suggestion he wanted to fuck, I got to my feet to move on, only to feel some guy giving my ass a little squeeze, remarking I had a big ass. "It's open to any one who wants to play," I replied. Instructing he to lay on the bed, he moved behind me, ready to plunge into my hole. I let him know my hole had been power-fucked, and that I couldn't handle rough action. Although he attempted to accommodate my limitations, my hole was very unhappy, and kept pushing him out. Oh, and it really, really hurt when he was in my ass, so after a little bit I excused myself and checked-out myself in the bathroom. Fortunately there was no evidence of anything other than lube and cum, so I re-entered the bedroom and promptly another guy wanted to fuck, so I lay back on the bed. He fucked for several minutes, but again my pain threshold was crossed, so I apologizedm explaining I couldn't take any more cock. Thankfully he understood and wasn't annoyed. After I clean-up my ass, I dressed, and called it a night. I was a little bummed my ass was too swollen and sore to take the last two guys, but overall it was a good night, particularly given it was the first time I had been a true cumdump.

BAREBOYAMSTERDAM: This story has got my cock rigid and my hole quivering for more. Excellent job as always. Great premise and twisted narrative. I love it! Thank you! I wait for more with bated breath. Thanks again.

I like being submissive to much younger guys

I too love to be submissive to young guys. Like you I am in my 50s. I started being submissive to older men when I was in my teens. My dad was the first guy to fuck my ass, so I always had a thing for father/son sex. As a bottom, I find few older tops that can keep up with my sexual demands (I need to be fucked at least once a day) as such I turned to having sons fuck this daddy.

Being filmed getting fucked and loaded is a huge turn on for me, but only a handful of guys have agreed when asked. It seems like they're too worried about showing their faces, even when I point out that, as the camera will be in their hands, they're the ones who decide where to point the lens. The final results are sometimes pretty much unwatchable because the camera hasn't been held steady, or has been moved too quickly. However, two of the better videos have been uploaded to xtube. I've also filmed myself blowing clouds and posted some on Tumblr. I also occasionally get carried away and start broadcasting on webcam sites when talking to guys already on camera themselves. I agree with the others on here - the key to successful filming of a good horny fuck is definitely to have a third person available to take charge of the camera. I haven't got that far yet, but I'm working on it!

MORE!

isn't everyone hungry for your load?

Too bad... was hoping for the stripper to slip his cock in while looking for the coin on his hands and knees.

?? Loving this!! Please continue!!!

Went to Hawks PDX last Sunday to to check things out. Got there and it was fairly busy , a good sign. Made a loop around the halls and came across a guy checking me out. He asked if I licked to suck cock, I said of course. He invited me back to his room. As soon as he entered his room he sat back and I dropped to my knees and went to work. He had a nice 6" cock. The only bad part of it was it only took him about 5 minutes to cum, it was a nice load though. He acted surprised I swallowed. Just before he left he said his wife never swallows, I said her loss. I had left the door open when I entered the room and another guy had been watching and grabbing me once in a while. After my first load I left I walked around a little, the guy the guy that had been watching caught up to me and asked me to go back to his room with him. Sure thing. He closed the door behind us after I entered. To bad because I also get off being watched. Anyway, I went down on him, he was already hard, I guess from watching me already so it wasn't long before he grabbed me up and tossed me on the bed and drove it home. He fucked me in several positions and speeds. I like it hard and fast. We fucked for about twenty minutes and he told me he needed to take a break. I told him to hit me up if he wanted to go after it again. I walked around for a while afterwards but I had only gotten one load so far and needed more so I entered the dark room. Was lucky enough to get two more loads and a couple of guys played with my hole. Decided to try something different so I went to the fuck bench, got down on it and waited. It wasn't long before a guy entered and fed me his cock, again, it didn't take long for him to cum but a nice load anyway. A second guy had been watching and as soon as the first guy left he fed me his cock. This one was a nice 7"-8" uncut. Just as I started to go to work on it a guy entered into the back portion. He started playing with my hole and I started moaning wanting more. He took the hint and slide a nice cock in my hole. My first tag team of the evening. The guy I was sucking got verbal and told the guy to give it to me hard, and fuck that hole. This just got me even hotter and was in heaven. Both guy were feeding me their cocks all the way to their balls, just the way I like it. The front guy finished first and a third guy took his place right away. Then the other guy shot his load deep in my guts, I was spinning. As soon as he pulled out another guy got behind me and commented that he loved cum filled holes and drove it home. I ended up taking four loads down my throat and three buried deep in my guts. Not bad for a Sunday night. I think it's time to go back for more ?

Two words described my situation. They were words I heard every week. Those two words led my life in a direction that I could never have imagined. Jeff made up the words and when he said, “Cock worship” I knew I was his to use. Jeff and I have been the best of friends for the past 15 years. People say we’re opposite sides of a coin. Our relationship pretty much consisted of guy things: sports, movies, games, bullshitting, bragging, and just having fun. Of course all of that changed last January. On a whim we had made a bet. I got cocky and bragged a whole lot before the bet was finished. To teach me a lesson, Jeff decided that if he won I was going to have to suck his dick. He did win…and he got what we wanted. One blowjob shouldn’t change a person’s life…but it changed mine. I’d never sucked a man’s cock before and I went at it with a bit too much gusto. And because Jeff had never received a blowjob before he decided he liked it…a lot. So naturally he wanted more. In fact, as Jeff commonly does, he got darn right greedy very fast. He held the bet over my head with simple logic. His logic was: as long as I continued servicing him whenever he wanted he wouldn’t tell anyone about our little bet. However, the second I refused anything he asked for he was planning on telling everyone about what I had done. Since Jeff and I have the same friends, and since Jeff knows my family, and more importantly Laura, my girlfriend, I was pulled along with his demands. I wasn’t forced to change any part of my life, but Jeff made it clear that whenever he needed to have his cock serviced…he came first (literally). Over the next several weeks after our bet, Jeff began to train me. It started out with three to four blowjobs a week. This began to increase to eight or nine. Eventually I was made to set Tuesday and Friday nights aside just for him. See Jeff was still a virgin and this was the first action that he’d had his entire life. The fact that it came from his friend was overshadowed by how good he felt getting it. So Jeff laid down the rules and I followed them. Laura wasn’t pleased about my being increasingly away from her but I managed to come up with new excuses each week. The last thing I wanted her to know was that her boyfriend was busy sucking off his close friend. For my training Jeff instructed me in the ways he liked to have his cock sucked. Usually this would begin with me stripping off his clothes while he sat on my couch. I’d then spend long amounts of time licking his hairy chest and hefty belly and working my way down to his balls. Jeff’s crotch is covered in a thick mass of pubic hair and he has the largest balls I’ve ever seen. They pack quite a punch believe me. He often told me that he liked looking down at me with his huge ball sack dangling in my mouth. It made him feel powerful. Normally Jeff would smoke a cigar while I took care of business, giving me orders and directions as he saw fit. Then after his dick had grown hard he’d stand up so I was on my knees in front of him. Jeff would look down into my eyes, smile, and say to me, “I think it’s time for some cock worship.” This was his fun way of letting me know that even though I had a girlfriend and a life, it all now was second to the needs of his cock. I was a slave to that cock. After hearing Jeff demand the cock worship I would then suck his dick until he came. Sometimes he would pull out and shoot his load in my face. Other times he would thrust deep into my mouth and make me swallow every drop. And on days when Jeff was angry or displeased with me he would shoot his load all over his belly, pubic hair, and balls. I would then spend the next hour licking him clean. Either way Jeff chose was quite an experience. His balls were so big that a normal ejaculation would be incredible. But since I was, as Jeff said, “in training”, he had a special technique he would practice. On days when he didn’t come over Jeff would masturbate two or three times, but never to completion. Then when it was time for me to engage in some cock worship I would get an intense jolt of some of the hottest thickest cum I could ever imagine. No matter how much I tried, I was never prepared for the first blast of the night. Sometimes even the second shot was of porn-star caliber. Over the next few weeks I became accustomed to my new role. There were even times when I enjoyed it. There was something secretive and forbidden that really got me excited. Of course, Jeff was enjoying himself all of the time and he began to make our time together more and more about me worshipping his cock. The times where I did something that made him angry also brought about a stiff punishment. These moments repulsed me, enticed me, and changed me completely. Now most people in my situation would have bailed. Heck, many wouldn’t have been dumb enough to make the bet in the first place. But, after almost two months of Jeff’s “training” I was learning quite a bit about myself. I discovered my submissive nature and how much I enjoyed servicing Jeff and his cock. The more dominant Jeff became the more I found myself eager for his next visit…and possibly my next punishment. Of course, I must have been easy to read because Jeff made my third punishment a true surprise. Jeff had arrived at my condo directly from work on a Friday afternoon. He walked up the stairs slowly loosening his tie. I opened the door for him and he came into my apartment. “Hey Mitch. Ready for a good time?” I was truly ready for a good time but I tried to downplay it. “Well if you want to just play some video games that’d be fine with me.” Jeff smiled. “After the day I had at work? Not a chance. You’re gonna be wearing the skin off your knees by the end of the night.” He dropped his suit jacket on the couch and pulled out his shirt. “I’m so freaking pent up I feel like a damn volcano. So come on over here and help me cut loose some of this tension.” I walked over and slowly kneeled down in front of him. “Man, you and this damn bet. Won’t you ever get tired of me giving you head?” Jeff smiled wickedly at me and simply motioned with his hand. The only noise in my apartment was the sound of his pants unzipping. I reached up and unbuttoned his pants, dropping them down around his ankles. His underwear came next and then I was mere inches from his stiff cock. I opened my mouth and slid his warm tool into it. Jeff moaned with delight. As I began lubing him up I could feel his hands on the top of my head…guiding my motions. Jeff looked down at me, still smiling, and said, “Mitch like I could ever get tired of this.” For the next few minutes I worked ferociously on his rod. His balls were slapping against my chin as he pumped harder and harder into my mouth. I could hear him moaning louder and as I looked up I saw his eyes were closed and sweat was forming on his forehead. His pre-cum was dripping from the tip of his swollen cock and I savored the early taste…he was going to be exploding in a matter of seconds. Things were building to a fever pitch when all of a sudden Jeff stopped. He slid back from my mouth and simply pointed to the table. I was puzzled as I looked over, the only thing there was Laura’s planner, which she had left over the night before. “Was Laura here last night?” Jeff asked. I stayed on my knees beneath him. “Yes. She usually is over on Wednesday and Thursday. You know that.” “Did you fuck her?” “Of course. Why is that important?” Jeff stepped back and pulled up his pants. He was tucking in his shirt and fixing his tie before it dawned on me that he was leaving. “Where are you going?” I asked. Jeff looked down at me. “I think I’m going home.” I was completely caught off guard. He continued, “Mitch. I don’t think this is going to work out. Our bet is over.” Many people would have breathed a sigh of relief at this but I was still questioning why this had come about. "Why? What happened?” Jeff looked down at me. “Well, this isn’t going to work anymore. See you’ve got your girlfriend and I don’t have one. So you’re getting the best of both worlds. Frankly I’m tired of sharing you with her. So if you want her then you can have her and I won’t hold our bet over your head any more.” I stayed on my knees contemplating the events. “Well, we had a bet, and I’m just keeping my end of it. But…but…” I couldn’t find the words. Jeff looked down at me…his expression was starting to change. “But what?” “I…I…” “Yes Mitch?” “Jeff, I want to suck your cock.” His smile broadened. “Really.” Now I could see that his actions were just a ploy to get me to admit the truth to him. Once more I had been outsmarted and this time there was no going back. Jeff continued, “But what about Laura?” I was on my knees with my best friend standing above me and now I had a decision to make. It took only a second and I gave in…surrendered. “I’ll dump her. If that’s what you want. I just want to be able to keep sucking your cock!” I could barely believe the words that were coming out of my mouth…it seemed like a dream. His smile continued to grow. “So if I let you suck my cock you’ll dump that bitch?” “Yes.” “You’ll be my bitch.” “Yes.” “You’ll worship my cock?” “Yes.” “Whenever I want?” “Yes.” Jeff reached down and grabbed my hair, tilting my head back. “Fine Mitch. Then unzip my pants and start sucking my fucking cock!” It was like a huge weight had been lifted from me. I immediately dropped his pants and slipped his meat from his pants. Jeff was still rock hard…maybe even harder than before he teased me with his mind game. The veins were bulging in his rod as I slobbered all over it. As the minutes passed, Jeff began removing his clothes. He even had me slide out of mine. Eventually we were both naked in my living room. Jeff’s large hairy girth was towering over my smooth slender body. He began thrusting into my mouth with renewed energy. His fingers tightened in my hair, powerfully controlling the movements of my head. Like never before he made me realize who was in charge. Just as I thought he would cum, he again pulled from me. “What?” I was almost begging. Jeff tugged at my hair and made me look up into his eye. “Mitch…I think you’re ready.” Before I could answer he reached into his suit pocket and showed me a tube of KY-Jelly. “And I know I am. I’ve been carrying this around for two weeks. I knew eventually you’d admit that you needed my cock more than anything else. So now we’re ready to move to the next step.” He squirted a generous amount of lotion onto his cock and began massaging it in with his hand as he talked to me. “Turn around. I want you down on all fours right now.” He would not be taking no for an answer. I was nervous but completely engulfed in the moment. I couldn’t believe it. In less than twenty minutes I had promised to dump my girlfriend, I had sucked Jeff’s cock, and now for the first time ever I was about to get fucked by another man. Jeff kneeled down behind me and began working his slick cock around my tight asshole. I could feel his large hand on one of my hips as he began sliding me backwards. “The bets over. You’re mine now Mitch.” I heard him chuckle as he pushed deeper into me. “Get used to it because up until now this has all been a warm up. There will be no more pussy for you. From now on the only dick around here that is going to see any action is mine. This is the real thing.” The pain was intense as Jeff’s cock went completely into me. I let out a loud yell that I knew my neighbors would hear, but I didn’t care because it hurt like hell. Minutes passed and Jeff worked his cock completely into me. His strong hands were on my hips guiding me. He was in total control of my body. He would vary his thrusts and show me exactly what he liked and then he’d lean back and make me take over the momentum for a while. And when he got tired of me being on all fours… “Down Mitch!” Jeff reached up and pushed me down so I was laying flat on my stomach on the living room carpet. He angled above me and began giving me the true fucking of a lifetime. I could feel his huge belly pushing against my back, his balls slapping against my ass, and his rigid tool having its way with me. Jeff leaned down as he thrust and said, “I want to hear it. Yell out so your neighbors know what’s going on. They need to know that you’re being fucked by a real man! This is true cock worship. Let me hear what you want.” "FUCK ME!” The words burst from my mouth. “Fuck me Jeff! I need your cock! I love your cock! Don’t stop fucking me!” His hands clamped down on my shoulders and his pounding continued…and intensified. For his first time it was amazing of the total control he had over the situation. Jeff fucked like a pro. “You want my cum!” It was not a question. “Yes, please!” I was covered in sweat as his weight kept me pinned tightly to the floor. At my plea Jeff pulled out and spun me around. He tugged his cock a couple times and then exploded with an immense orgasm. The amount of scorching cum his colossal balls had built up was incredible. Some of his juice shot into my mouth, some onto my face, some onto my neck, some onto Jeff’s balls, and the remainder smeared across his hand and rod as he pumped more out. A few seconds later it seemed like anything near my face was covered in his cum. Jeff gasped for air and leaned back, resting much of his weight against my stomach, his cock and balls resting directly over my face…still dripping with scalding hot liquid. His bald head and hairy body covered in perspiration. He hovered above me for several minutes, trying to catch his breath. Our body heat was so incredible that the entire apartment seemed like a sauna. Finally, Jeff leaned over and grabbed a cigar from his coat. He lit it up and took a few healthy puffs. As he smoked he brought his creamy hand down to my mouth. “Clean it.” I did as I was told and took each of his fingers into my mouth, licking cum from them. Jeff still crouched on me, smoking. He lifted his fat dripping cock over my mouth and said, “Clean it.” I took him back into me, sucked the last drops from him, and then tongued him dry. Next he lowered his balls into my mouth, and I followed my instructions. By the time he had finished his cigar I had slurped up every drop of his man juice. I was still pinned beneath him and I looked up into his still smiling face. Jeff said, “That’s the best I’ve felt in a long long time. Did you like it?” “Yes.” I smiled and leaned up, taking him back into my mouth. “I guess you did.” Jeff leaned forward and allowed me to suck his cock, until he got hard. Then he rose above me and began to pump deep into my throat, fucking my face…eager to explode another load. As he thrust he said, “I’m glad you like it. Just remember, your days of pussy are all over. No more dates, no more sex, no more women. I can go out and get all I want, but for you…it’s just cock worship.” TO BE CONTINUED...

Part 4: Disowned and Owned My Mom had gotten worried because it was so late and I wasn't home yet. I had arrived at the medical office at 4:30 P.M., and, in glancing at the clock, was shocked to see it was now after 10:00 P.M. Involuntarily I remembered the old saying "Time flies when you're having fun." Apparently it was true. Standing next to my Mom was Dr. Bell's nurse, Michelle. The appearance of Michelle and my Mom made it fairly Mom, concerned about my absence, had reached Michelle, who, guessing I was still at the office, had instructed Mom to meet her at the office so they could check to see if I was still there. And, of course, in the process of searching for me, Michelle (apparently deliberately) let my Mom into the office, knowing Mom would likely discover her little boy taking poz cock. I wasn't embarrassed in the least, in part because the look on my Mom's face was priceless, and Michelle was grinning with uncontrolable glee, all but salivating at the scene. It took Mom several minutes to pull herself together, but when she did, true to form, she was a drama queen, exclaiming "You're no son of mine! You're on your own. I don't want to see you again!" Before I had the opportunity to digest her declaration Dr. Bell spoke-up saying "That's just perfect as I was about to invite your son to move in with David and me," stepping forward to take me in his arms. The venom of Mom's declaration rendered moot, I was fully prepared to through gasoline on the fire so I gave Dr. Bell an intensely deep and passionate kiss, followed by exchanging a similar kiss with David. As I hoped, Mom was utterly disgusted with our menage a trois, storming off in an impressive, if pointless huff. Looking forward into the immediate future I thought "Excellent. I have my own life to live." After Mom left, the four, (yes, including Michelle), sat around chatting. Dr. Bell asked her if she would draw my blood for the lab. Agreeing readily, Michelle skillfully drew the samples as I luxuriated in bliss, and when she was finished and had prepared the sample for the lab testing firm, Dr. Bell, David, and I dressed, and as everyone was hungry, the four of us went to Dr. Bell's house, Dr. Bell and David in one car, and Michelle and I in her car. Dr. Bell's house was only about 15 minutes distant from the medical office, and enroute Michelle and I had a wonderful talk and she said she would help make sure I was taken care of after my results came back. I asked her as to my chances of becoming poz, and she replied given all the cum and blood in my ass, the prospects of seroconversion were excellent. Upon hearing this I actually had an orgasm in her car without even touching my cock. My second no-hands orgasm of the night. Michelle, realizing what had just happened, smiled broadly saying she thought I would really enjoy living with Dr. Bell and David. As we arrived at Dr. Bell's house I was in awe. The house was huge. As Michelle prepared a meal for us Dr. Bell gave me the grand tour, in the process identifying my room, after which all four of us convened in the kitchen where Michelle was in the process of putting a meal together. "Michelle, would you mind taking this young man to the store tomorrow morning? He needs a new wardrobe." Before Michelle could reply I replied "Dr. Bell, I have very, very little money, and can't afford new clothing. Somehow I'll have to get my stuff from my Mom's house." Dr. Bell looked at me with an understanding look, and replied "Don't worry about the cost. Oh, and if you're comfortable with the idea, David and I would be pleased if you would simply address me as 'Daddy'." I was definitely comfortable with his proposal, and, returning his offer with a wide smile, answered "Thank you, Daddy." With that Daddy again kissed me, leaving me with the feeling I had truly come home. Our kiss ended, David and I wandered off to the living room as Daddy and Michelle finished-up the meal preparations. Seated on the couch, David and I found ourselves making out, and as we did so David commented with a sly smirk on his face "It's gonna be great having you around, if only 'cause there will be plenty of sex to go around." Grinning, I knelt in front of David, unzipped his trousers, and pulling out his cock went to town on it. When fully hard, I stood, dropped my own trousers, and rode his cock. We tried to be reasonably discreet, but were unsuccessful. As I bounced up and down, my moans became increasingly pronounced, and by the time David unloaded his cum deep inside my ass, Daddy and Michelle were staning in the doorway watching the show. As I gave David a deep 'thank you' kiss, Michelle told Daddy that appeared I would be a son. Daddy agreed. As I climbed off of David's cock Michelle said dinner was ready and I sat at the table nude as cum oozed from my ass. As we sat through dinner we talked about everything under the sun. Once we were finished everyone was ready for bed. I then realized Michelle lived here as well. So each of us when off to his (or her) respective room for a good night's sleep. Crawling into bed I smiled, fully aware how fortunate I was to have landed on my feet. The night flew by and before I knew it the morning had arrived. Michelle awoke me with the announcment "It's time to go shopping." It was 7:00 A.M. I tried to argue with her that it was too early but I lost the argument. So at this point my new life officially began.

I topped raw for a few years before PrEP, but always asked about status and was more cautious in places like bathhouses or sex parties. There was only one time when I knowingly fucked a poz undetectable guy bare before PrEP (and freaked out about it after). After getting on PrEP, I was still cautious but it's been a gradual relaxation over time. At first, I still asked people their status and would sometimes turn down a guy that was poz. Then I started topping just about anyone raw. It's only recently (after about 3 years on PrEP) that I've sucked and swallowed undetectable loads. I have not been with anyone that's not undetectable as far as I know (I'm guessing I probably have at Steamworks in Chicago, though). Being on PrEP certainly gives me peace of mind, and it's broadened the type of guys I'm into and willing to fuck with (regardless of their status, which is something a little deeper than the HIV thing, but I won't go into that here).

The guy just blows his load in a condom and ties it and refrigerates it till hes ready to ship out. Puts it in a plastic bag, then and envelope and mails it. Its possible that while refrigerated the bug may stay good. Even if not, im a total cum whore and will take any load. That said, any guys up fir seeding me, I'll gladly take deposits haha. I do whatever the top tells me what to do. Ive even used some as lube for other guys to fuck me with

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 !

Just curious - I do get excited of Stealth - Poz guy fucking with a condom on and then the condom breaks but keep fucking - Breeding and Seeding the dude / bottom ! I do get excited seeing a bottom that is Pozzed / Bleeding - Raw breeding and blooded covered dicks - curious of Bottoms who are Pozzed but ad's saying they are neg. but love barebacking - love to hear from others - am I perverted ?

Part 11; Holding tightly onto my waist, and buried deep inside me with his Fido Cock-Sheath, my Dark Master fucked me like a wild animal, with his Were-Wolf head snarling and growling towards the ceiling as he pounded the cunT he'd just poZZed, like a rabid hungry Beast tearing apart it's prey. I was stretched. I was sore. I was bleeding! He took the Fido Cock-Sheath off, flipped me onto my back, and penetrated my dirTy whore hole, balls deep, with his BARE highly charged, toxic, fully blown, Gonnorhoea laden, filthy toxic fuck weapon. His Beast-Dick immediately began to piston fuck my now loose gaping nasTy cunT, and it bloomed, getting ready to accept his first harmful hazardous load. He leaned in next to my ear, and growled as he fucked me. His fuck pace and growling increased in their intensity, until it was not long before I felt his fuck-weapon throb, and my cunT became wet, as his growls were now with short pronounced bursts. His toxic DNA was already swimming inside my veins, and now, he was spraying it deep in my hungry guts! He took his mask off, looked in the mirror, and ordered me to, also; - Is that what you want boy, to look like your Dark Master in years to come? - Oh YES Master. And once you are gone, I will always have you inside of me, so I can always think of and cherish this moment. He looked into my eyes, and spat in my face repeatedly ... - Phwooooooooaaaaar, you nasTy fuckin' Poz PIG! He got up, and dragged me into a cage, where he locked me in. He left again, and once again I was plunged back into Darkness, alone with the Demonic Whispers over the sound system for a good hour! I put my alone time to good use, lying on my back, fingering my nasTy Poz cunT the entire time! - Oh Master, you're now inside me forever. You own me. I can never ever escape the tight grip of your power that will pin me down for the rest of my days. I am now under your spell to obey you in life, and in death! The Basement door opened, and one set of foot steps came down, it was my former Master, Pete. Lights switched back on. His attire now was just his German Army Boots. And I now noticed he had 'AIDS Master' written across his chest. He was holding a glass of clear liquid with a straw in it, which he set to the side. - Oh boy, you and the new twink are in for a right treat! Jim has now got 37 from his IM group attending, and I have now managed to find 17 from my online profile. 54 nasTy unmedicated highly charged Poz Fuckers coming especially to breed the pair of you. Several are already upstairs, drinking, getting horned up at what is now a pre Poz Party. The atmosphere is electric up there. He unlocked the cage, dragged me out, threw me into a bath, stood over me, demanded I open my mouth, and began to take a HUGE piss! I managed to drink a lot of it, with the rest covering my chest, and trickling down my sides, to the bottom of the tub. The basement door then opened again, and it was my Dark Master, who was guiding the blindfolded neg twink down the stairs. He was a keen jogger, and he had the sexy legs to show for it. He was wearing those 70s style shorts, ankle socks, trainers, and a tight fitting sweaty singlet that showed off his pecs and pert nipples. The boy had jogged here! My Master, who also was now sporting 'AIDS Master' across his chest, spoke; - He's here, and what a CUTIE! I had a job to get him past the wandering hands of the nasTy Poz Fuckers we already have upstairs. Enjoy this sexy pig!

No Risk… No Fun… (Part 1) “What’s up? Are you looking for a tight hole to fuck?” a private message popped up on my screen. ‘RapeMeRaw’ was the guy’s virtual nickname. I clicked to view his profile. …18 years old …White …Slim …Blonde …No hair on his body, as far as the body-pictures showed. “Show your face faggot” I wrote back. He didn’t reply right away. Then he sent me a message, telling me, he would rather like to exchange some messages before sending his picture. “Don’t waste my time – Fake!” I answered him unfavorably. Several minutes later he sent me another message. “Please…. don’t show this to anyone. My parents still don’t know…” he wrote. Attached were some pictures of a cute young twink. He had an innocent look on his face and an angelic smile. “No one cares about you. How old are you?” I wanted to know. “18?” he instantly wrote back. “Are you asking me…?” I wrote, since he looked so youthfully, but who gave a shit. “Give me your skype address. I want to see you. Prove to me, that you are not fake news” I hit the send button. “I will show my face on cam. But I am not doing a sex show for you… just to let you know. I am not stupid…. you might record it after all….” his quick reply flashed on my screen. After getting his skype name I sent him a request. He accepted the call and I could see his face ‘live’. It was the handsome face on the pictures and after he passed this reality check, he turned his cam off again. “Okay whore – when can I rip you open?” I asked him via skype. “I don’t know… I can visit you if you like. I want to be raped hard.” he wrote. “Ever had a cock up your cunt?” “Sure - lots…. I am a true cunt” he lied. Since it is difficult to actually date a twink like this, if you write too long, I asked him to rape his ass that evening. I was sure, that he was already jacking off his young dick fiercly. “Can’t we write a little bit before?” he asked me seriously. “Nah – I am into the real stuff. If you want a hard cock up your slit, raping you savagely… then I am the right guy. Give me your contact address and I will pick you up.” Minutes passed without a reaction. I checked my profile. He hit it 9 times by now and was just surfing on my site. I had some hardcore pictures of my dick fucking tight assholes. The biohazard symbol was visible on my left shoulder. “Are you healthy?” he asked me suddenly. This guy was either stupid or simply not so experienced, as he would like to be. “Of course I am” I replied. I had no cold. I had no headache. I was feeling fine. My lips formed a devilish smile. The next moment ‘RapeMeRaw’ went offline. Oh well I thought and invited a bottom pig to my apartment. I knew this poz whore already and I was sure it would be fun fucking more of my poz cum into his snatch. The following day I received several messages. The little pup apologized for logging out so abruptly. His mother had entered his room and now he was scared, I would believe he was just a no show. He was begging for forgiveness and asking for another chance to be my rape victim. More messages came in, asking me for a second chance. Damn – this fuckslut seemed to be desperate for cock. Who would I be, if I wouldn’t give the kid a chance, meeting my toxic cock. “Apology accepted – meet me this evening at 6pm at a WalMart parking lot nearby” I gave him the exact address and told him to wait in front of the main entrance. During the day he wrote me several other messages. He told me, how he wanted to be ripped open and destroyed by my big cock. He mentioned, that he needed my cum in his puppy cunt so badly. He begged me to fuck him as brutally as I could and that no cry or plea should change my mind. I never replied to any of them. He saw me being online. He knew, I read the messages, but didn’t react. I was sure he got the right feeling, that this would be his one and only chance to meet me. When I came closer to the meeting point, I could see him from afar already. He wore tight white jeans which showed his butt perfectly. It was small ass and promised a tight fucking. His hair had a perfect sidecut. He was in a good shape and had a nice and slim body. It would be fun to show no mercy on the guy. “Hello Sir” he greeted me, looking at my big bulge. “Come with me boy. Let’s move to my car," I ordered as I took a good grip on his nape, leading him to my automobile. He was obviously scared, but as much as he looked around, his gaze always returned to my crotch, which bulged with excitement. Apparently he made-up his mind as he sighed and willingly walked to the car, where, upon arrival, I unlocked the doors and gestured for him to get in. He complied, closing the door as I took my seat in the driver's seat. “Where are we going?” he asked bashfully. I did not even look at him. I opened the buttons of my jeans and pulled my cock out of the fabric. “Suck until I cum, or until I tell you to stop - you fuckwhore” I demanded. I pushed his head down to my crotch and felt his hot tongue playing clumsy with my dickhead. I could feel his hot breath on my toxic rape-stick. He was no professional! That’s for sure. I started the ignition and we drove slowly off the lot. He wanted to be raped… you got to be careful what you are wishing for…

6. Jay I was empty. Rod had pulled his cock out of me. I had barely kept it together when he had been fucking me, and I was learning that the alternative, not being fucked, was even worse. The only thing that made it bearable was that Rod had cum in me. In the heat and passion of getting fucked, I hadn't even noticed him cum. But as I took my first hesitant steps, I could feel his seed slosh within me. It felt good, to have a man like Rod fuck me. It felt even better to have his load inside of me. "I'm sure you can get more," Rod said. "You've got a great ass." "Thanks," I said, a bit embarrassed. I had played around a bit with girls, but somehow, it had never felt quite right. But this, now, this was totally different. It felt natural to have another man's cock in my ass. It felt right. Now that Rod had pulled out of me, I was empty. All I could think about was how to get him back inside of me. It didn't even have to be Rod. I wanted a dick in my hole. Any dick. "It felt good. Really good." "I'm sure it did," Rod said. "You want to join the party?" He motioned to the balcony door. The lights in the hotel room were dim now, but I could make out some of the men inside. There seemed to be more men, some on the couches, some still standing. All of them were wearing less clothes than before. "Sure," I said. I went to where my clothes were piled up. "Don't worry about those," Rod said. "You won't need them. Besides, you look better naked." I blushed, and followed Rod to the door. He hadn't bothered with clothes either. There was an economy of motion with him; no motion was superfluous. It had been the same when he had been fucking me. Every movement had been done with his pleasure in mind; now, in walking, every movement was done with intention. He paused for a moment at the door. "Ready?" he asked. "Of course." Even this close, it was still hard to make out exactly what was happening in the hotel room. Men were standing as to obscure what seemed like important activities going on in the room. "Should I not be?" "No," Rod said. He reached out and grabbed my ass. "You're more than prepared for this." He opened the door. There was a slight rush of air out, and I could feel the warmth against my skin. I inhaled; it was the scent of sweat and masculinity and a new scent, one that I immediately knew as sex and passion. It was like a locker room, crossed with an orgy. My dick responded immediately. "Welcome back," a man said. It took me a moment to recognize him as Aiden. "You're just in time." My head was still swimming in the electrifying scent of the room. I took a moment to survey the room. The lights were dim, and there was a haze in the room. I could smell a bit of weed, but not enough to account for the cloudiness. It made me think of an opium den; there was something dark occurring here, but I didn't know what it was. "Would hate to be late for this party," Rod said. Aiden had crossed over and was standing by me. He took my arm, and guided me deeper into the room. "I want you to meet someone," Aiden said, as he propelled me into the dark room. "He's been working for me for a while now. I think the two of you would get along well." Even if I didn't know where I was going in the dim room, Aiden did. We headed towards one of the far corners of the room. As we walked, looked around. On one of the couches, two of the men I had seen earlier were now naked, their legs spread wide. Two of the younger men were kneeling, their lips wrapped around the older men's cocks, giving them head. As we passed, one of the older men flicked a lighter. The intense blue flame barely illuminated his face as he heated up a glass bowl. But before I could see what happened next, Aiden gently pushed me along. "You'll find out soon enough," he said, in reference to the glass pipe I had seen. It was a little lighter in the corner than the rest of the room. There was a candle sitting on a table there, and it provided enough light to see the two men standing around it. One was a younger man, maybe just a bit older than me, and right about my height. He was wearing little more than underwear and a pair of sneakers. The other was a hulking black man. He was maybe only an inch taller, but he was far more muscular, and between the muscle and a pair of black leather boots, he seemed far bigger. He had on a pair of boxers. "This is Tucker," Aiden said, indicating the smaller white boy. "And this is Jay." "Nice to meet you, Jay," Tucker said. "And this is Damon." "Hey," Damon grunted. "Tucker, Jay is new here. He's just had a chance to get acquainted with Rod." "Heh," Damon snorted. "Acquainted." He knew exactly what Rod and I had done on the patio, and didn't care for Aiden's polite euphemism for our man-on-man fucking. "Maybe you can help him get to know Tina, and then see where she takes you?" "Hell yeah," Damon grunted again. It was hard not to stare at his perfect, dark body. There was hardly an ounce of body fat on him, and every muscle was visible under his taut skin. I glanced down quickly, but it was hard to tell what he was packing with the loose boxer briefs. I remembered my middle school days, where the rumor among the boys had been how hung the black boys at the school across town had been. I wondered if Damon would re-enforce the stereotype. "I can do that," Tucker said. He reached out and ran a hand down my back, coming to rest on one of my ass cheeks. He paused, just enough to remind me who was in control here. "It's gonna be fun," he continued. "Jay is gonna love it so much." I nodded in agreement. "Right on. I'll be back in a bit. Time for me to find some of my own trouble," Aiden said, and soon disappeared into the stand of men in the center of the room. It might have been my imagination, but more of them seemed naked than just a few seconds ago. I tried hard not to stare, but the thoughts of the hard cocks just a glance away were hard to resist. "This is your first time here?" Tucker asked me. I nodded, not wanting to admit just how naive I was. "That's cool. First time for everything. You partied before?" "Party?" I asked. It seemed like a strange to ask. "You know, Tina." He held up a glass pipe with a round bowl at one end. It was filled with small white crystals. It was the same kind of pipe I had seen the guy heat up earlier. "You'll love it," Tucker continued. He held a torch under the bowl; the crystals quickly melted and the bowl filled with a white vapor. "Just inhale, like you would a cigarette or a joint." He demonstrated it, draining the bowl several times. "Shotgun it," Damon said. He moved behind me, pressing his body against mine. His skin was hot, with just enough sweat for it to slide against me. Chills ran down my spine, directly to my dick. "Yeah," Tucker said. He pressed his lips against mine. "Inhale," Damon whispered into my ear. I did and as I did, Tucker exhaled his hit into my lungs. "Hold it," he said. Tucker made sure that I couldn't exhale by keeping his lips against mine. Tucker's tongue probed my mouth, as the shotgun turned into a long kiss. "Hold it," Damon continued. His dick was growing, pressing against my ass, and it felt massive. It was a rush of sensations, as I tried to hold my breath, even as I was desperate to exhale. "Feel it?" Damon asked. I nodded. "Good. Exhale." Tucker released his lips, and I exhaled. It was a thick white cloud that momentarily obscured his face. As I exhaled, I really started to feel it. It was a feeling of freedom and possibility, of happiness and potential. Barriers that I had erected for myself came down, and anything was possible. "Oh fuck," I moaned, and pressed back against Damon. I wanted to feel his dick, regardless of how big it was. I wanted his dick inside me, filling me up, and challenging the limits of my anatomy. "Yeah, you're feeling it," Damon said. "Another one?" I nodded. "Of course he wants more," Tucker said. "It's your turn now." He put the pipe in my mouth. "Let's do this one right," Damon said, and pushed down his boxers. I felt his dick nestle in my ass crack. It was a perfect home for it. "Make it a big one." I was scared of what I was getting myself into. Whatever the drug was in that pipe, it was powerful and quick-acting. I felt the warmth from it fill my entire body and infiltrate my brain. Even as I worried about the effects of the drug, my ass rubbed up against Damon's thick black cock, to get him as stiff as possible. I exhaled the last of the previous hit, to get my lungs as empty as possible for the next one. "Of course it's going to be a big one," Tucker said. "Just wait for the bowl to fill, then inhale slowly. He held the torch under the bowl. This close, it was easy to see the bowl fill with a thick white cloud. I waited, then Tucker nodded. I began to slowly inhale. I expected the smoke to be harsher, more like weed or cigarette smoke. But it was smooth and easy. "Not so fast. Give it time. Savor it," Tucker said. "Lots of time to have fun tonight," Damon said. He wrapped an arm around me, holding me tight. "I want you flying tonight." I kept my eye on the bowl, draining it on a regular basis. Finally, my lungs were full, and I nodded that I was satisfied. "Just a little more," Damon said. I thought my lungs were going to burst, but I did what Damon told me, inhaling two more gulps of the cloud. "Fucking hot," Tucker said. He took the pipe from my mouth and stuck it in his, sucking down on the thick clouds. "Now, hold it," Damon said. One arm was still wrapped around me, holding me. With his other, he put his hand over my mouth, and pinched my nose closed. "Hold it until I tell you." At first, it felt almost safe, to be under the control of a strong black man. But it didn't take long for my body to demand, selfishly, the right to breathe. I tried, but found such a simple thing was being denied. "You can breathe when I want you to," Damon said. "Come on," Tucker said. He exhaled his cloud in my face, taunting me with his ability to breath at his pleasure. "He's new at this." "I know," Damon said. "That's why I'm doing this." I was starting to get frantic, trying to breath, and was squirming in an effort to escape. But Damon's arm held me tight and his hand was unyielding. He leaned in and whispered to me. "Just think what it's going to be like when my cock is inside you." I shivered. His dick was now a steel shaft against my ass. It was hard to tell if he was leaking pre-cum, or if Rod's cum was starting to leak out of me. Either way, his dick was sliding up and down, pressing against my hole, and demanding entrance. The night had suddenly taken a brutally serious turn. Even worse, whatever I was smoking was keeping me from being scared. The shiver was less from fear and more from hungry anticipation. I was struggling, helplessly, for breath, and my cock was throbbing. "Fuck, this is going to be good," Damon whispered, as he finally released his grip on my face. I exhaled, and gasped for breath. "You want another hit?" Tucker asked me. I hadn't yet caught my breath but I wasn't in control of my body any longer. "Yeah," I said, my mouth answering for me. "I do." "Damn boy," Damon said. "You're a natural at this. We're gonna have to play a lot more." He reached down and stroked my dick. I thought I was going to explode as the sensations ricocheted across my body. "Give him what he needs." We repeated the process, every step of it. Tucker inserted the pipe into my mouth and held the torch. I inhaled big gulps of the white cloud, and then Damon put his hand back over my mouth and nose. Even though I knew it was coming and how it would feel, it was still impossible for me to suppress my instincts to fight back against Damon's actions. "Just relax," Damon said. "We're only just beginning." I tried my best, but whatever was in the pipe was making it hard for me to concentrate. My mind was constantly flitting in all sorts of directions, thinking about my throbbing cock, before turning to my hungry, needy hole, and then skittering off back to my dick. The only constant was Damon's strong hand cupped over my mouth and nose, the band around his ring finger pressed against my lip. As black spots started to cloud my vision, Damon relented. "My turn," he said to Tucker, and released his hold on me. I gasped for breath, as Damon took the pipe and torch from Tucker. He made no effort to move away from me; the flame was close enough that I could feel the heat against my cheek, and could hear him inhale the thick drug. "Big clouds, huh," Tucker said. Damon just nodded, focused on the pipe. He handed the pipe back to Tucker; the young man stuck the still-warm stem in his mouth and inhaled as he re-lit the torch. Damon held his hit for a long time before grabbing my jaw, twisting my head around, and exhaling his hit into my mouth. "Hold it, boy," he said. This time, at least, he let me decide when I had had too much. Still, I tried to hold it as long as I could, before exhaling. Damon was still pressed up against me, his dick still nestled in my crack. I found myself involuntarily grinding my ass against him, eager for him to put his penis into my ass. "Yeah, boy, I know you want it now." His body was warm against me, and for a brief moment, I was at peace. But then, his dick twitched and grew, and my hunger for cock returned. "But first, I think you need another chance to suck on the glass pipe As soon as he spoke, Tucker stuck the pipe back in my mouth and held the torch under it. It was still warm, and it didn't take long before it was smoking again. "Make it a big one," Damon said. He continued, somewhat ominously, "You're going to need it." "He can take it," Tucker said. Nevertheless, I did as I was told, and inhaled deeply from the pipe. I was starting to get the hang of it, and this time, I could feel the thick clouds collecting in my lungs. "Fuck, look at him. He's a fucking natural." "I know," Damon said. "You should feel how his hole is trying to gobble up my dick. He's a hungry little faggot." I tensed at the word "Faggot." It had always been the worst of the schoolyard taunts. I had managed to escape it for so long. But now, it was hardly calling me a name. I had kissed another man. I had let him fuck me up the ass. Now, barely ten minutes later, I was all but begging a totally different man to fuck me. It was hard to deny that "faggot" now fit me. He rubbed his cheek against my neck and ear. The stubble on his face was rough, like sandpaper. It was not the soft skin of a woman, but the bristly whiskers of a man, and despite how much had grown in on his cheeks, I knew if I asked, he would say he had shaven that morning. It reminded me how I just barely had scruff on my face, despite not shaving for nearly four weeks now. He was more of a man that I would ever be, and it was an honor to be his faggot. "Big hit for me, faggot boy," Damon said, as I started to slow down on the pipe. "Get your head up in the clouds." I nodded. I wanted to make him happy, and if that entailed sucking down more of this drug, I was more than willing to do it. Even though I thought I had filled my lungs full, I drained the bowl a few more times. "That's good, Damon said, just as my lungs reached their ultimate capacity. "This is going to be really good." "His first time is going to be one to remember," Tucker said. He took the pipe out of my mouth, and Damon immediately put his hand back over my mouth and nose. This time, his ring pressed against my lips. As the hit of the drugs started to wrap its influence around my brain, my mind once more jumped to wild thoughts and conclusions. I wondered if he was married, and if he was married, whether it was to a man or a woman. Damon must have been reading my mind. "Yeah," he said. "Feel that against your lips?" I nodded. "Yeah, that's my wedding ring. But you know why I come here?" I shook my head. I barely knew what "here" was. much less why these men had come together. "Love my wife. She's amazing. But you know, she isn't into all the things I like." I nodded; it was hard to follow the exact words, the air I needed to think had been displaced by the drugs. "And boys like you, well, boys like you let me do anything I fucking want." "Umpph," I managed to grunt, but only the slightest but of the cloud escaped. I had no prayer of getting more air, and I felt my strength gently sap away. Nevertheless, I wasted valuable energy rubbing my ass up against his cock. Damon's dick was thick and hard, warm with the blood flowing through it. I wanted to feel it inside me. I wanted to milk it dry, and get his load. "Oh yeah," Tucker said. He had just done his own hit, and his words were formed from clouds. "Stop teasing him and fuck him." "Ready for it?" Damon asked. He nodded my head up and down for me. "I knew you were." Tucker was fading out of my vision as I struggled against his grip. I didn't know what I wanted: to give in to the faggot that had been hiding deep inside me all those years? or to escape, and pretend that I hadn't seen who I really was. It was good that Damon was making these decisions for me. He could give me what I needed. "Of course he is," Tucker said. A part of me knew he was standing right in front of me, but I couldn't see him. I couldn't see anything beyond a few blurs, as the drugs took over. Damon's cockhead was now pressed against my hole. "Give it to him." Damon pressed into me. His hand over my mouth was perfect for the leverage he needed to press his manhood into my hole. I was glad that Rod had fucked me earlier; if Rod was just merely large, Damon's shaft was massive; at least an inch thicker around, and several inches longer. Damon didn't give me any chance to adjust, and just pressed himself all the way into me. "Oh fuck, faggot," Damon grunted. "That's the raw hole I need. Fuck you good, and give you my babies." I was impaled on his cock. He slammed in and out of me, each stroke reminding me how I was little more than a fuck-toy for the black man. He still had his hand over my mouth, and it was getting far harder to concentrate. I had already closed my eyes; looking just felt too hard. All that I focused on was Damon's dick, forcing its way into me. "Oh damn! You've got a load up there. Fucking nasty boy." "You better let the boy breathe," Tucker said. In the drug-filled haze, I wondered what would happen if Damon refused. Consciousness was already draining away from me and I didn't know how long I would be able to hold out. But, Damon had one small mercy, and released his grip on my nose. I exhaled as quickly as I could, the thick cloud enveloping my head. I quickly inhaled, terrified that Damon would take away the small privilege of breath away from me again. "Awww. But it feels so good. The way the faggot relaxes his hole. No resistance. Just pleasure." "For you," Tucker said. "What?" Damon sneered. "You think I'm worried about the whore? That's what he's here for. For me to use." "You don't want to break him." "I dunno. You remember last time." Tucker winced. He was remembering something, something he didn't want to remember. I wondered what that memory was. "I do. And I told you can't do it again." "To you," Damon said. His cock was sliding, long, agonizing strokes in and out of me. I was glad that Rod had cum in me; the lubrication from the cum was desperately needed. "I didn't say anything about our tweaker whore here." With that, he slapped my ass. It stung; the last time I had been spanked was when I was six, over twelve years ago. But this time, it wasn't about being a bad boy. It was about being a good boy. About making Damon feel good. Making him feel like a man. Making him feel like he could do anything he wanted. I wanted him to feel good, because that was the way I was going to get his load. Tucker leaned in towards me. "I know that face," he said, as he pressed his lips against mine. His tongue pressed into my mouth. It was far too easy to respond to his kiss. I relaxed. Damon had the experience to know what was coming next, and pushed his steel shaft even further into my body. "You head is way in the clouds," Tucker said. "It's a dangerous place to be." "It's the only place for him," Damon said. "I want to see the two of you share another hit." "Of course." Tucker said. He produced the now-familiar glass pipe, but this time he stuck it in his mouth. It was my first chance to watch him up close, and I stared at the solid blue flame as it heated the bowl. It wasn't long before the thick white clouds started to form. Tucker took long slow hits from the pipe, never letting the bowl completely empty. "That's how a boy hits the pipe," Damon said. "Watch and learn." I didn't have to be told. I was mesmerized by the sight. I wanted to see Tucker get high, just like me. I wanted to know how far he would go and if what his limits were. As I stared, Damon pushed his dick deep in me. He was forcing Rod's cum deeper into me, where it could burrow into my body and become a permanent part of me. I could hardly resist such an idea, and pushed back against Damon. His dick only got deeper in me. "That's it," Damon said. "Your turn," Tucker said, as he finally pulled the pipe out of his mouth. The pipe was hot and still smoking. Thick tendrils of the white cloud sunk down, taking seeming minutes before they dissipated, like the contrails of a high-flying jetliner. He leaned in again, and pressed his lips against mine. I knew what to expect, and had already emptied my lungs. Tucker paused. He closed his eyes and savored the sensation of the drug flooding into his body and taking over. When he opened his eyes, I could tell it was no longer quite the same person as before. He was hungry; he needed something that he didn't have. I understood his desire. I had Damon's cock in my ass. It was enough to take the edge off, but knew what he was feeling. "That's the Tucker I want," Damon said, seeing the same need in the young man's face. Tucker leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. He exhaled and filled my lungs with the thick clouds. As he did, Damon pressed even more of his cock into my hole. "All the way in," he said. I gasped; this was more than just filling me up like Rod's cock. This was practically splitting me in two, and I struggled to get comfortable. Unfortunately, my struggles only meant I sucked more of the cloud out of Tucker's lungs. "It's OK," Damon said. "I know it's a big one. But don't worry. You're doing better than Tucker did the first time." Tucker suddenly froze at the memory. "Yeah," Damon said. "First time I fucked him, he passed out when I stuck it all in. Didn't you, Tucker-boy?" Tucker only nodded. He kept his mouth against mine, his tongue exploring my mouth, and prevented me from exhaling the hit. Damon pulled out, leaving just his fat cockhead in my hole. Tucker released his lip-lock on me at the same time, and involuntarily, I exhaled the hit. I shivered. I couldn't tell if it was from the drugs, from being suddenly empty of dick, or from fear of getting Damon's cock all the way back into me. "I'm sorry," Tucker said. "Your cock. It's big." "Oh, don't worry. I know it's big. It's OK. You just need more practice." Damon pushed his cock back into me. I gasped, but forced myself to take it. I didn't want to disappoint or demean Damon by rejecting his cock. He must have noticed, because he continued. "But Jay here, he's taking it like a faggot should." "Did you really pass out?" I asked. "Yeah," Tucker said. "And?" "And what?" Damon asked. "I continued fucking him. He's a faggot. That's what he's here for." Tucker nodded in silent agreement. "He did. When I came to, he was pounding my hole." He put the pipe in his mouth again. It was still smoking, but nevertheless he held the torch under it. As soon as the bowl started to smoke, he inhaled, pulling in deep gulps of the thick cloud. I wondered if he was trying to remember or trying to forget. However, I didn't have much of a chance to wonder. Damon had started slamming his dick in me, each stroke seemingly deeper and harder than the one before. I understood why Tucker had passed out; Damon was a machine, fucking me harder than I had even seen in porn. It didn't seem possible that I could withstand it and I silently prayed that he would let up. However, the prayers were for naught. After each stroke, he slammed back in, harder and more intense than before.

Part 8 I awoke to the sensation of my ass being stretched. Mitch was spooning me as he pushed his morning hard on into my willing hole. I moaned as my god buried himself fully in me. He rolled me on my stomach and placed his powerful hands on my shoulders, allowing him to pile drive into me. He fucked me fast and hard for ten minutes before he let out a deep groan and pumped another of his delicious loads into me. Mitch collapsed on my back, breathing heavily as he started to piss into me. God I was so horny I humped the bed and shot a load while I served as a urinal for the hottest man ever. When we both finished, I glanced at the clock. "Shit dude!" I exclaimed jumping up and running to the toilet. "It's 11 fucking 30! We're dead meat!" Mitch laughed as I sat on the toilet, wishing I could keep his piss in me forever. "Don't worry dude! I went down and paid for another day. We're fine." "So we have the whole day together?" I asked excitedly, jumping back into the bed. Mitch grabbed me, kissing me deeply. "We sure do! And, um, I kind of have an idea." I looked at him curiously. "Well let's face it, we BOTH enjoyed last night. Maybe we can continue it." I snuggled into him as he told me his ideas. I got hard again as he talked. He wanted to place a few adds online, and see what happens. Soon we were running to the store for a couple of things. When we got back, I took a series of pictures of Mitch posing in a ski mask, displaying his killer body, nasty writing and all. Soon we had posted on several sites. The add read..... Teenage jock cumdump avail to be used. All day and night. Anonymous. Downtown hotel. Cum in and fuck a prime piece of 18 yo ass. Find him blindfolded, tied down, ready for your load. Dump and go. No cock refused. And then we waited. It was less than an hour when the first reply came in. Soon more poured in. I was in charge of replying, just sending hotel and room number. As we were expecting someone soon, I moved Mitch into position. I had him lie on the bed, legs hanging off the end. I spread his legs and tied them apart, then pulled his arms toward the head and tied them. He looked so sexy like that, helpless, vulnerable. I couldn't help but dive onto his asshole and rim him for a few while he moaned. Then we heard a knock. I put the mask on him, blindfolded him, and answered the door. The man that entered was not attractive at all, kinda heavy, but we said any cock. He walked up to Mitch and grinned as he rubbed his rock hard ass cheeks. "Mmmmmm......nice." he said, dropping his pants. He had a respectable dick that he stroked to hardness, spit on it, then slid it into my man. Mitch moaned as the stranger buried himself in the quarterback. The guy was quick. A few minutes of quick pumping and he was breeding Mitch. He pulled out and left without a word, but not before adding his marker slash to the rest. 20 minutes later, another knock. This was an old man this time. Probably in his 70's. He bent and sniffed Mitch's jock cunt. The he licked it, running his tongue up and down Mitch's hairy crack before sucking on his hole. Mitch moaned like a whore. Then the old man pulled out a surprisingly big dick, which he promptly rammed into Mitch, causing the stud to loudly moan in pure pleasure. The old man fucked for a long time. The next guy arrived while he was still fucking. "Damn he really will take any cock, won't he?" Stated the new guy. The old man just kept fucking and fucking, finally burying himself deep as he shuddered while he climaxed. As soon as he pulled out, the next guy pushed right in. Mitch just begged him to fuck him hard. The man obliged, pounding Mitch with all his might. After about 10 minutes, he too unloaded into the bound cumdump. This is how the day went. Various men of all kinds showed up for the chance to breed a hot teenage jock. Mitch loved every moment of it. Then they showed up. Andre and Tony. Oh shit. They were in our frat! Fuck! We never thought someone we would know would show up. "What the fuck is this?" Asked Andre. "Cole? Is that Miller? He's a fag? Holy shit!" Mitch started to panick when he recognized the voices. "Guys...." he started. "I'm not a fag!" "Bullshit! Look at you! Taking anonymous cock, tied up, in a motel room? You're a fucking queer! Now we ain't no queer, we just like hot ass. And bitch, you've got one. Now if you don't want us telling everyone, you'll do as we say. Untie the fag." He ordered me. "We're gonna have some fun!" I untied Mitch as instructed. "Kneel bitch!" Mitch nervously kneeled. Andre ripped off his blindfold and mask. "Won't really need these, will we? I wanna see your face fag, as we rape you! What the fuck is written on you? Faggot Jock cumdump? Cum in here? You've taken 35 loads? Damn u nasty Miller! Open that pretty white mouth, suck my cock!" Mitch obeyed. There was no use in denying the truth now. He sucked Andre deep while Tony laughed. "Oh yea Miller. We're gonna have a nice next couple years now that we know your secret! I get horny a lot, and bitches ain't always available. It will be nice to have a house slut! Now, on the bed, show me that cunt. On your back like a whore, spread em!" Mitch complied, grabbing his legs, exposing his cum dripping hole. "Fuck what an eager slut he is!" Laughed Tony. "Get in there dude!" "Look at me Miller!" Demanded Andre. "I want to see your eyes when I sink my anaconda into your cunt!" And it was an anaconda! Easily 12 inches. Andre lined his purple cockhead up to Mitch's red, dripping gash. With one hard, mighty push, he buried his huge fuckstick all the way into Mitch causing the jock to groan loudly as his eyes rolled back in his head. "Oh yea, take it fag! TAKE IT!" Andre shouted as he ground his wirey pubes into Mitch's swollen ass lips. Mitch panted in heat as Andre began to pound him. Mitch wrapped his legs around Andre, holding him tight. "Fuck yea!" Cried Mitch. "Fucking give it to me dude! You cant rape the willing! Dont be a pussy! Think your such a hot fuck? Prove it nigga! Come on. FUCK ME!" Andre was spurred on by Mitch's goading, and fuck him he did. Andre fucked Mitch as only a horny 20 year old jock in his prime can. Of all the fucks I've watched Mitch take, Andre was the most brutal. He pounded Mitch with no mercy. For 15 minutes he rode the quarterback as hard as he possibly could, and Mitch just begged for more. "Oh yea faggot! I'm gonna cum! TAKE IT!" Andre spit into Mitch's mouth as he added his load to the many others that had been previously deposited. He pulled out and Mitch's stretched hole leaked cum like a river. "Get in there dude!" He told Tony. "Best ass I've had in a while!" Tony dropped his pants to reveal a ridiculously thick cock. This mother fucker was beer can thick. He too wasted no time, crawling between Mitch's open legs, and rammed his fat cock in deep and hard. "OH FUCK!!" Yelled Mitch. "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" That's all Mitch could spout as Tony ripped him open. Andre shoved his dirty cock in Mitch's mouth while Tony pounded him mercilessly. "Oh FUCK!!!!" Tony shouted as he added yet another load into the jock slut beneath him. "I'm definitely gonna be back for more of that hole!" He said, pulling out. More cum ran out of Mitch as he was unable to close his hole. Mitch cleaned his cock off as well. As their frat bros left, Andre said, "Expect a lot more cock Miller! See you at the house." As they left, Mitch just laid there, exhausted. I pushed his legs up so I could see his fucked open hole. Cum was oozing out. I planted my lips against it and sucked, hard, being rewarded with a mouthful of cum. I placed my mouth on Mitch's, and we kissed, sharing the loads from his ass. The rest of the night was less eventful. More men showed up, more cum pumped into Mitch's swollen ass. By the time we checked out, Mitch had 53 slashmarks.

yeah, black top. Intellectually I know it's a stereotype, and I even chide myself for it, but for the most part my experience with black tops has been... awesome. My experience with black tops is that they are purposeful fuckers, that they fuck with their whole body, including their brains and feelings. Black guys usually leave me with the feeling that they've made love to me. I almost always feel sated after being bred by a black guys, which is saying a lot.

Holy Fuckin Shit! This story is fantastic. I thought I was the only one that got off on having a buddy scuff my piss hole and urethra with a pipe cleaner. I have constructed several "scuffers" that reach deep, like about 12 inches, and in several thickness levels. Hard to find TOP's that are interested in doing this to me. Best lube for this play, is cum harvested at glory holes and spit into a bottle. Dip the scuffer in the collected cum, then work it down the urethra. Any POZ TOP's interested in meeting, hit me up.

Back when I was negative I always carried condoms and would require a top to use one to fuck me. But I also set myself up to get barebacked without admitting it to myself. I'd go into a booth in a bookstore arcade with my hole already lubed and when I squatted to suck the top's cock, I'd lower my jeans. I loved it when they'd bend forward and feel my lubed hole. It was an invitation for them to fuck me, and more than a few took me up on it. I remember how exciting it was when a top would suddenly pull me up, turn me around and shove his erection into my prepared cumhole. My natural submissiveness would take over and I'd take their load without objection. I got ten times more pleasure out of getting it raw and getting bred than if they'd used a condom. I remember the first time I put my bare, pre-lubed hole up to a gloryhole. I was sucking the cock of a really good-looking man, and I desperately wanted his cum. He pulled his cock out of the hole and I looked through. He was putting his cock away, apparently he just wanted a little fluffing. In desperation I whipped around and pushed my bare butt up to the gloryhole. That did the trick. He pushed his cock into me and thrust twice, then grunted as he pumped me full of the load I wanted so badly. I told myself I wouldn't do that again. But I did.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 15 Charles seemed to be developing a desire for more in his life than being a single, poz gifter. He was spending a lot of time with Zak, and a bond appeared to be forming between the three of us. Sunday morning, while Charles was fucking another charged load into my hungry ass, Jonathan and Coty’s transformation from boys into hot, POZ, gay, men had begun. Jonathan’s fuck flu was in full throttle. Like the rest of us, as sick as he was he was horny as fuck that his body was being consumed with HIV, and he begged for Ian’s cock in his hungry cunt. Ian mounted Jonathan’s feverish, sweaty body and planted more virus into his hole. It also helped Ian take his mind off his breakup with Brian, and bring him back to what he loved…..poz breeding. Coty, on the other hand, was experiencing a much less intense seroconversion. His symptoms were more annoying than anything. He woke in a pool of sweat feeling wiped out with a headache. During the night his entire abdomen sprouted an unusual rash that looked like a network of fine, raised, red, blood vessels. His arms and elbows were so itchy he felt he could scratch them bloody. While Ian was dumping a load into Jonathan’s ass, Coty joined in and impaled himself on Jonathan’s diseased cock and milked his toxic jizz into his cunt. After popping a Benadryl and dowsing himself with hydrocortisone cream he rubbed out a huge load of poz spunk and stopped scratching long enough to drift off to sleep. When I returned to Milwaukee Sunday night I discovered a feverish Jonathan curled up in bed with Coty. Sobbing could be heard from my bedroom where Ian was in tears hugging my pillow. I slid into bed and held him. He clung onto my arm and nuzzled his head against mine. “What’s wrong, Ian?” “I’ve made a mess of things.” “What happened? Maybe it can be fixed.” Between tears, “Brian knows I’m poz and have been trying to convert him. He broke up with me…….What was I thinking? I was a fool to think I could have it all. I shouldn’t have given him my poz loads. Maybe he would have accepted me being poz and stayed with me. I hoped he would be as turned on by poz as I am, but he never will be and he’ll never forgive me.” “How did he find out?” “I thought I was sending a text to Coty, and I screwed up and sent it to Brian by mistake.” “Does he know Zak and I pozzed you?” “No. I tried to explain why I chased and tried to infect him with HIV, but he wouldn’t listen. He told me to get out.” “Let things settle down. It’s a lot to take in if you’re not chasing. You gave him a taste of poz pig play. Maybe he’ll realize just how hot it is and want to charge up.” “I doubt it. You should have seen him. He was so angry with me.” I popped my head into the spare bedroom to check on Jonathan and Coty. It appeared as though Jonathan was converting, and I was pleased to find my suspicions confirmed. Jonathan was uncovered and sleeping naked. He was sweating so much he was laying on a towel. Coty was curled up next to Jonathan. His stiff shaft protruded from the sheet half draped across his body. I noticed an odd looking rash to his abdomen, something I had never seen, but heard it was a symptom sometimes found in people newly infected with HIV. My dick began to grow. All three of my boys were now poz, and all our play together would be true pig play, because every load being shared was now toxic. I text Zak: “I’m home…..good news: Jonathan and Coty are converting. Bad news: Brian found out Ian is poz and trying to charge him up and dumped him.” “Hot about Jonathan and Coty…..YES!! Not much I can say about Ian…..Tell him I’m sorry. It was hot, but he was playing with fire.” “I know…..it was hot though. Brian did take 5 poz loads, so he may still charge up.” “Woof, babe. I love you.” “Ditto!!” First thing Monday morning Brian contacted his doctor who squeezed him in for an afternoon appointment. While driving to his doctor’s office he pulled up to a stop light. The car ahead of him had two bumper stickers that read, “Take it Like a Man,” and “There’s Nothing Negative About Me.” After checking in at the front desk he sat in the lounge and looked for anything that might catch his attention while anxiously waiting for his name to be called. He saw a display ad for HIV sitting on an end table…. “Know your status…..get tested.” Flipping through the reading material he came across a magazine…..POZ. He skimmed more magazines, and a sports one caught his eye. Brian thought, “Oh that might have some hot pics of men to see.” He tried to pull it from the stack, but it slipped from his hand, fell to the floor and opened to an ad for the HIV medication, Atripla. He sighed and shook his head. Frustrated, he flipped the magazine shut and tossed it back on the table. “Fuck,” He nervously crossed his legs and thought to himself, “Does every fucking thing I look at have to deal with HIV? And why the fuck is my fucking cock half erect? FUCK!!!!” The medical assistant finally called Brian to the exam room. He sat in the corner chair and fingered through the magazines on the counter; finally nothing dealing with HIV. Then Brian glanced around the room, and on the wall was a pamphlet….”Knowledge is power…... “Poz, poz, poz,” he said…..”Thanks Ian….it’s all I can fucking think about now.” Then it dawned on him….even his doctor’s name was AIDS spelled backwards…..Dr. Scott Dias (S. Dias). “What the fuck!!!” he said. Dr. Dias greeted Brian and asked, “So what’s going on?” Brian responded, “Well, I found out my partner has been cheating one me and was infected with HIV. I didn’t know he was positive and we had unprotected sex, so now I’ve been exposed myself to HIV. I need to know if there is anything I can do.” Dr. Dias said, “First the two of you need to only have protected sex. How long ago was the exposure?” “It happened several times over the last few weeks,” Brian said. “Well, it’s too early to test you for HIV. If you show no symptoms after 3 months you should have an HIV test. If you develop symptoms within the first 3 months you should get tested at that time.” “Well, what about PrEP? Would that help?” “You can try it, but there are no guarantees after 72 hours post exposure, and you’re definitely past that 72 hour window. You can try PrEP if you want. It may stop the virus if you’ve been infected.” Brian responded, “So it’s possibly too late already?” then realized his cock was again half erect. He shifted in his seat to try and conceal the erection forming in his pants. (He thought, what the hell is going on? Why the fuck am I boning up again)? “I’d still like to try the PrEP if I can,” he added. Dr. Dias said, “Of course….I’ll write the prescription. And don’t worry, you’re going to be fine.” “Fine? I don’t feel fine, Doc. I’m freaking out.” “Brian, you really will be alright. HIV is much more manageable than it used to be. In the meantime, try to relax. Contact me if you have any problems, okay?” Dr. Dias discussed the need to know information with PrEP and sent Brian on his way. Driving to the pharmacy Brian thought about the bareback fucking with Ian. In the past safe sex was all he knew. The past several weeks with Ian played over and over in his head. He remembered asking for Ian’s cum and Ian asking him if he was sure he wanted it. Ian also told him he was giving all of his juices to him. He pictured Ian’s cock firing off poz cum deep inside him and remembered how good Ian’s shaft felt inside of him bare. He loved having cum in his ass. Brian began to cry and at the same time his cock was fully erect. Brian obtained his PrEP and returned home. He took a pill from the bottle and placed it on the dining room table then sat and stared at it. “Why am I hesitating,” he asked himself? “Just take the damn thing.” His shaft again stiffened, and he found himself stroking his meat while the pill remained untouched on the table in front of him. Brian suddenly stopped jacking off, grabbed the pill, dropped it back in the prescription bottle, and shoved them aside. He stared at the PrEP bottle with his hard shaft pulsing and bouncing in the front of him then grabbed his phone and text Zeek: “Zeek, are you around?” “Yep….I’m here….what’s up?” “I don’t know what’s going on with me. I really need to talk to someone. Can we get together?” “Sure….I have time now if that works for you.” “Can I come over?” “Sure.” I sent Brian my address. “See you in a bit.” “Thanks.” I immediately called Ian. “Can you get here stat? Brian just text me. He wants to talk. He’s coming to my place.” “I’m on my way.” “He can’t know you’re here, so park around the corner.” Jonathan and Coty were upstairs in bed still symptomatic going through their seroconversion. Ian arrived, and when Brian pulled up to the house I told Ian to hide in the entry hall closet. As he stepped in he chuckled, “I never thought I’d be going back into the closet.” He could not only listen but see us through the slatted doors. Brian sat next to me on the sofa, obviously very distraught. He nervously said, “Please keep this to yourself, okay. I didn’t know who else to turn to.” “Of course,” I said. “What’s wrong, Brian?” “Well…..Ian and I broke up.” “I’m so sorry, Brian. What happened?” (I glanced at the closet where Ian was hiding). “I found out Ian’s been cheating on me. He’s been barebacking with poz guys and now he’s poz too.” (I played dumb) “Oh, wow.” “He has some turn on for poz that he said he tried to resist.” I put my arm around Brian and rubbed him on the shoulder and felt my cock twitch in my jeans. “That’s a lot to take in at once.” “That’s not all.” Tears dripped from Brian’s cheeks. “We started barebacking together. He was purposely trying to infect me. He said he hoped I would have the same turn on for poz.” I could see Brian’s cock was fully erect down his pants leg. “Did he cum in you?” Brian’s cock throbbed, “Yes, several times, and my doc said I’m outside the window for PrEP.” I put my hand on Brian’s thigh, and my own dick was now boned up. I brushed lightly against Brian’s hard shaft, “So how do you feel about that?” His meat throbbed, “I don’t know. I don’t know what’s going on with me.” “Could Ian be right? Deep down are you actually turned on by it?” He defensively said, “No, what? Why would you even say that?” I slid my hand up his thigh and across his hard meat, “Because your cock tells me otherwise.” His dick flexed against my grasp. He firmly replied, “Of course I’m not turned on by poz.” “It’s okay if you are, you know. What’s so bad if you are?” I continued to stroke Brian’s cock through his tight jeans, and I could feel a wet spot of precum forming on his pant leg. “Because it’s HIV.” “Yes it is, but I can understand why Ian did what he did. Very uninhibited bareback sex. A total release of his inhibitions taking all cum no matter what. I bet it you enjoyed taking his cock raw and his cum too.” Brian didn’t reply. His cock said it all throbbing rock hard. “Your cock again tells me I’m right.” “Are you sure your anger isn’t towards yourself because you actually enjoyed taking his poz cum?” “No…..I mean…..I don’t know. I’m confused by all this.” “Could it be the idea of cutting loose no matter what, taking poz cum and charging up turns you on?” Brian’s cock stiffened even more. It felt as though he could shoot his load at any moment. “No…..Ah……I don’t know anymore.” Brian slumped onto my shoulder and cried. I put my arms around him and glanced toward the hall closet with an evil grin. Brian’s tears soon stopped, and he let out a deep sigh. After a moment I felt his lips against my neck. He kissed me again on the neck. I again grasped his hard cock, and he whispered in my ear, “I’ve always wondered what it would be like having sex with you.” “Then let’s find out.” “But I may be poz,” he said. “I don’t care,” I said and locked my lips with his. I pulled my shirt off then stripped Brian of his clothes. His cock slid deep into my throat as I fingered his ass. “You want my shaft inside you?” “Oh, fuck…..yes, I’ve always wanted this.” I flipped Brian over onto his knees and buried my face in his ass. “What a fucking sweet hole,” I said then continued to munch on his cunt. My cock strained against my jeans begging to be released. I unzipped my jeans and pulled my meat out. With plenty of spit I lubed up my shaft and thrust the head of my cock into Brian’s ass. Hidden in the closet, Ian pulled out his rock hard cock and began stroking his shaft. Brian moaned and arched his back burying my rod deeper in his hole. “You like that meat in you raw, don’t you?” “I do, yes…..fuck, it feels incredible.” I plowed the entire length of my cock into Brian’s shitter and began to fuck him hard and deep. “You like cum in your cunt, don’t you?” “Yes, I admit it. I love it.” “Want MY cum in your cunt?” “Yes, please.” “I’m close to seeding you. You love being bred, don’t you? Taking poz cum. Being a cum pig.” “Yes, I love it. Cum in me.” “Here is comes pig. All of my POZ cum.” “Oh fuck,” Brian exclaimed. Hearing my poz status his meat instantly exploded; firing off a huge load a good 3 feet across my sofa. At the same time my cock expanded and throbbed repeatedly. “Take my poz cum…..feel that shooting in you? I’m breeding your ass right fucking now with my poz seed.” I kept my shaft buried in Brian’s cunt. Overwhelmed with emotion he again sobbed. I slowly worked my cock in and out of his hole. Watching me breed his boyfriend’s cunt pushed Ian over the edge and he fired off his poz cum. As I attempted to pull out Brian thrust his ass onto my cock. “Don’t pull out….. please.” My shaft again throbbed deep in his gut. I collapsed on top of him and caressed the back of his head. I whispered in his ear. “Let it go……you know you want this. It’s erotic. Ian wanted it too, that’s why Zak and I bred his sweet ass with our toxic cum.” Brian pressed his ass into me. “Oh fuck,” he said. “You guys pozzed, Ian?” “Yes and he couldn’t get enough of our poz seed.” Ian’s meat remained boned up. He smeared his poz semen down his cock and continued to stroke the full length of his shaft. My dick was again rock hard, and I started to plow into Brian’s hole. “Fuck yes……fuck me. Give me that poz cum.” “You’re going to love being poz. It’s so fucking erotic.” “Yes, Give it to me. Poz my ass up.” I thrust into Brian faster and faster, “Here you go, pig….here’s more of my virus. Take my DNA.” “Fuck yeah,” Brian mumbled under his breath. His cock again throbbed and spewed another puddle of thick cum as I filled his guts with my toxic jizz. Ian could no longer hold back. His shaft throbbed in his grip and another load of venomous juice shot from his piss hole. “Now tell me that wasn’t hot and that you didn’t love taking my poz cum?” “Ok…..I can’t…..I love it and that scares the hell out of me.” “Just take it slow. I had fears too, but they disappeared, and I have no regrets on my decision to poz.” “So who pozzed you?” “Zak.” “Well I can’t deny it is erotic. Poz does turn me on.” After a moment of silence, I said, “You know Zak and I met Ian before you and I got together for our date. Ian didn’t do this to hurt you. He’s hurting too. He cares a great deal for you. He struggled to resist his urges, but he craved to take poz so much and be a total pig. I think he was just trying to be himself….a poz pig, and also hoped somehow he could share how wonderful that is with you.” “I care about him too…… This just scares me but turns me on too. I think I need to talk to him. Thank you, Zeek.” As soon as the door closed behind Brian, I called to Ian, “He’s gone.” Ian flung open the closet door, “Can I come out of the closet now?” I chuckled, “Yes.” Ian jumped into my arms. “Thank you so much. That was incredibly hot.” About 30 minutes later Ian’s phone lit up with a text from Brian: “Ian….can we talk?” Ian was grinning from ear to ear, “Yes.” “Can you come over?” “Yes….I’ll be right over.” “Cool……” Brian greeted Ian at the door, “Thanks for coming, Ian.” “I’m really glad you messaged me.” They sat on Brian’s sofa together. “Let me say this and just listen, okay? The other night when I found out you chased to poz and were trying to give it to me, it was a lot to take in at once. I lost my temper with you, but part of that was because as much as I didn’t want to admit it…..I can’t believe I’m saying this….. it turned me on. I do wish you would have told me about your turn on for poz, but I do understand why you didn’t. I got together with Zeek and it didn’t take much to help me realize this is a turn on to me. He also told me that Zak and him are the ones that pozzed you. So….I’m sorry….I do have a turn on to poz, and I want to explore that with you, but we need to take it slow. It scares me a bit, but I want you to be the one to poz me if you will be my boyfriend again……… And, one other thing that I think will probably turn you on. I ended up getting fucked by Zeek and I took his poz cum.” “Twice,” Ian said grinning. “What?” “You took his poz cum twice.” “How did you know that?” “Don’t be mad, but I saw the entire thing and it was so hot. I shot MY load…..twice.” “How did you watch us?” “I was in the closet.” Rubbing the top of Ian’s head, “Well you certainly aren’t in the closet anymore, you little hottie.” Brian and Ian both chuckled. “So you’ll be my boyfriend again,” Brian asked? “Abso- fucking- lutely.” Brian added, “Well, I guess there’s only one more thing to do right now.” He led Ian to the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet. He looked at his bottle of PrEP then at Ian. He grabbed the bottle, unscrewed the lid, dumped the pills into the toilet, and flushed them. “Oops,” Brian said as the last pill disappeared from sight. Over the next two weeks Ian fucked Brian bareback every night. He agreed to ask if he should pull out when he was close to cumming. The first few times Brian had Ian pull out, but the third time they played, Ian again asked, “Fuck….I’m getting close, where do you want my poz seed?” Brian replied, “Don’t pull out ever again. Give me every drop of that poz cum.” Ian plowed into Brian even more excited. “Fuck yes….I’m seeding your ass now,” Ian said between pants. “I’ve been waiting for this. I love giving you my charged load.” From that night on, Ian shot his toxic jizz in Brian’s cunt. A few weeks later Brian was seroconverting. Like Ian and most of his poz brothers, Brian had the intense flu-like symptoms. To celebrate his pozzing, Zak, Brian, Ian, Jonathan, Coty and I got together. We each took our turn recharging Brian’s ass with a potent dose of our demon seed. Brian, Ian, Jonathan, and Coty all confirmed their poz status together. After a boned up morning at the not so free, free clinic with “Dame Edna” and “Nurse Ratched” we all drove to Chicago. Zak fired up his tattoo gun, and Charles joined us all at Zak’s shop. We had a proud, poz, tattoo party. Charles invited two chasers he met online. We all stripped naked, and opposite fucking the two twink chasers and swapping our DNA, Zak branded the four newest poz bros with their own brazen biohazard tattoo. Brian and Ian wanted their ink at the base of their cocks. They both shaved off each other’s pubic hair then watched Zak ink the other with their own mark as proud, poz, gay men. Jonathan and Coty both got their brand to their right hip area, but Coty wanted an added bonus. First he bent one of the twinks over and fired off a toxic load deep into his guts. He then leaned back on the tattoo table. Zak licked the last of the poz cum leaking from Coty’s piss hole then fired up the tattoo gun. Coty watched Zak pull the skin to his glans as tight as possible. His cock was half boned with anticipation. Then the first needle entry and Zak began to carve a red plus sign into the head of Coty’s shaft with colorful flames cascading down the length of his massive cock. While Coty was getting his dick inked, the guys all fucked the chaser twinks, planting 4 loads of poisonous seed in each of their cunts. Zeek ended the night by bending over on the tattoo table while Zak plowed his poz cock into his ass, giving him another load of his daddy’s poz cum. He then took his turn on the tattoo table. Zak slid a receiving tube down Zeek’s piss hole and pierced the head of his cock with a 10 gauge, circular barbell. Now Zak and Zeek not only had biohazard tattoos, but also Prince Albert piercings. That evening was the only time Zeek would wore a condom, but for a different reason. He spotted dark, red blood, enough to fill the tip of the condom. Zeek slipped the condom off and before he could flush it down the toilet, Zak grabbed the condom and shook his head “No.” He slipped the open end of the condom into his mouth and sucked Zeek’s poz blood from the rubber and let it slide down his throat. “Now your blood is in me too, babe,” Zak said and locked lips with Zeek. The next several months brought a lot of change. Charles was a regular fixture at Zak’s, and he finally took the plunge and moved in. We were officially in a triad relationship, even though I was still living in Milwaukee. But that would soon be changing too……… Brian and Ian not only got back together they got married and bought a new condo together complete with the cutest Dachshund named Oscar. He’s even pretty well hung….for a dog that is. By Fall my company downsized, and I found myself out of a job. I called Zak. “Bad news, Zak.” “What’s going on, babe?” “I suddenly have a lot of time on my hands. I just got laid off.” “That’s not bad news….that’s awesome news.” “What do you mean....awesome news?” “I’ve wanted you to move in with me for a long time, and now Charles is with us too. You have no reason not to now. It’s the perfect time, babe.” “I want to, Zak. I really do…..….I need to figure this out. I have my house up here and family.” “And you have us down here in Chicago. We’re your family too, babe. You can sell your house and put the money away.” “I need to find a job.” “Well, you can take your time and find one after you move in. Think about it, babe.” Jonathan and Coty hated to see me leave Milwaukee, but they figured it was coming. I didn’t sell my home after all. Jonathan and Coty decided to move in together and rent it from me (they were always at my place anyway). This way we have a place to stay when Zak and I go visit my parents. Speaking of parents……they aren’t going to take this well. The phone rang several times. “Hello…. Hello….Hello?” “Hi, mom.” “Isaac, it’s good to hear from you. Wait…..why are you calling me? What’s wrong? Are you all right?” “Settle down mom….I’m fine. I called to see if you and dad want to have dinner together Sunday.” “Of course we do as long as you’re not late. You know how your father likes to have dinner on time.” “I won’t be late mom. I’m never late, am I? I’ll bring Zak along.” We arrived for dinner on time….as usual. I know how much my “dad” likes to have dinner on time. “Hi mom….Hi dad.” “Walter…..Isaac is here,” my mom called out……. “Oh, Isaac…..glad to see you. Hi Zak….come in. I see you still haven’t cut that beard off.” She tugged it as he walked past her. “No, and I haven’t had my tattoos removed either,” he said with a wink. “Well, I can’t do anything about them, but I can do something about your beard,” and she pulled her sewing scissors from her pocket. “I used to cut Isaac’s hair all the time when he was a kid.” She snipped her scissors in the air toward Zak’s beard before putting them back into her pocket. “Yeah, and I looked like Donald Trump on a bad hair day. Go look at my picture on the mantel if you don’t believe me, Zak.” “Oh, Isaac, it wasn’t that bad.” “Oh yes it was,” chimed my dad from the other room. “She used to try to do mine too, but I wouldn’t let her.” “Then why did you let her do mine?” “Better you than me.” ….Later, as I was sopping up the gravy from my plate with my bread I burst out, “Mom, we have something to tell you.” “Well that sounds mighty serious. Walter, grab me a Dixie cup and the brandy. I think I’m going to need a stiff one.” My dad yelled back to us, “You boys want a couple of stiff ones?” Zak and I smirked and nudged each other under the table, “Yeah, a stiff one is always good,” I said. “So what is it that you have to tell us? It’s not your health is it? ……cause you never did take good care of yourself.” “I did too take good care of myself.” “Oh yeah? Zak, when he was a kid with that stupid hair cut I couldn’t keep clothes on him. It didn’t matter how cold it was. He would be running around naked. We’d have company over and he’d come walking through with his winkle hanging out. Thank God he had that hair cut to distract them.……Walter, where is my Brandy?” “See what I have to put up with Zak?” My dad walked into the room with 3 dixie cups and a bottle of brandy. “You know, actually your hair looked more like Dennis the Menace than Donald Trump,” my dad commented. “Anyway, mom, dad….. back to the news I have to tell you.” My mom chuckled, “Yeah, Walter he did look a little like Dennis the Menace. Just not as mischievous.” “Mom…..Dad!!” “I’m sorry dear. Go on….you have news to share?” My mom slammed a dixie cup of brandy then set it on the table. “Well, you already know I got laid off from my job, and Zak and I are very happy together, so we are going to live together.” “Oh, so you’re moving to Milwaukee, Zak? Wonderful….. But what about your little store down there?” “It’s a tattoo shop mom not a store, and he’s not moving up here. I’m moving to Chicago.” “What? Walter, give me the brandy.” I looked at Zak, took a deep breath, and rolled my eyes. “Here we go,” I mouthed to him. “I always knew you’d leave me.” “I’m not leaving you mom. I’m going to be with Zak.” “Are you trying to get back at me for that little high school mishap with Sonny or Sean or whatever his name was?” “It was Steve mom, and you outed me to my entire high school class, but no, this has nothing to do with that.” My mom started sobbing, “Then why do you have to move to Chicago, Isaac? It’s so far away.” “Mom, it’s only 90 minutes away. Stop acting like it’s the end of the world.” “It might as well be. We’ll never see you.” “Yes you will…..it’s a short drive.” My dad added, “Well, Edith, you moved 4 hours from your mother.” “Yeah, well that wasn’t the same. She was overbearing…..Zak, sit up straight, see that hump on your father?” My dad said, “It’s osteoporosis.” “It’s bad posture,” my mom replied. “And you have that nice house, Isaac. He can move up here with you.” “Well I’m keeping my house.” “Why can’t you find a nice religious boy here in Milwaukee?....... No offense Zak.” “None taken, Edith,” Zak replied. “Because I’m happy with Zak and want to be with him.” (Thinking to myself) And the naughty boys are a lot more fun. “I knew I should have set you up with a nice Catholic boy years ago….. Uh, no offense again Zak.” “Still none taken, Edith,” Zak amusingly responded. “Mom….you would give some of the drag queens down at LaCage a run for their money with all this drama.” “This isn’t drama….it’s just my emotions,” she balled. We were interrupted by the front door opening and in flew my Aunt Ester. “Hi everyone!! Zak, I thought I saw your car out front.” “Ester, help me talk some sense into this boy. He’s planning on moving to Chicago.” “Oh, I take the train to Chicago every month. My neighbor, Beatrice, and I go to that fabulous Ann Sathers. If you have haven’t tried one of their cinnamon buns, why bother breathing…..Do I smell brandy? Walter, grab me a Dixie of brandy.” “Ester, you’re not helping anything…..you’re making this worse.” Ignoring my mother Ester added, “Chicago is wonderful, boys. I should have moved there years ago. It’s got culture. Milwaukee’s got beer.” “Ester!!” my mom yelled. “And your mother,” Ester added. “Edith you have to learn to let go. Let your boy live a little.” My dad added, “Edith, it’s his life. He seems to be happy, now let him be.” “But he’s my baby,” my mom whined. “Well, your baby’s about to get some culture,” Ester added. “As soon as you get settled, give me a call and we’ll go for some of those cinnamon buns,” and Aunt Ester flew out the door. Zak was crazy busy at the shop the week I moved to Chicago, so I decided to lend a hand. By the end of the week he had an idea. “Hey, babe, I really appreciate your help this week, and you did a wonderful job.” “Thanks, Zak,” as he planted a kiss on my lips. “I was thinking, for the time being why don’t you manage the shop for me? You’re a natural with the customers. You did say you would redesign my online site, and you can start up your own web design business.” “Ah…..now that’s something to consider.” “Think about it, babe. This is the perfect time. The shop is doing great to support us so you can ease into it while you build your clientele.” Over the next ten years I managed Windy City Tattoos for Zak and built a successful web design business. I also became heavily inked, including ink down my cock, pierced my septum, and sized my Prince Albert piercing to 0 gauge. We kept close ties with our extended family in Milwaukee swapping poz loads every chance we got. The guys would stay with us when visiting Chicago. We even stayed at Jonathan and Coty’s house when we went to Milwaukee to visit my parents. Yes, Jonathan and Coty’s house……I eventually sold my home to them several years back. We also added a few boys to the family and tag teamed for chasers wanting to be poz and proud. The local bareback and piss parties were always hot, pig fun, and we even got involved in a few conversion parties. Steamworks was always a favorite pig stop for us to get loaded up with cum and seed a bunch of unsuspecting twinks with our DNA. Taking multiple loads of cum then going home and swapping our poz seed always boned me big time. Then in Spring of 2012 tragedy struck twice in a matter of a few months. On the morning of March 23rd, my father passed away from a dissected aorta…..same thing that claimed the life of John Ritter. My dad was gone in a flash. One minute he was standing at the kitchen cupboard waiting for his morning toast to pop from the toaster, and the next he was dead on the floor. Funny thing…..his toast was still sitting in the toaster the following morning. My mom was devastated, but she eventually sold my childhood home, moved in with my Aunt Ester, and seemed fairly happy. Then on May 27th I received a phone call from an officer, Craig Wilson, of the Chicago Police. Charles, our daddy, died tragically on the streets of boystown. Rumors spread quickly amongst our circle of friends. David heard from Bill that Charles was hit by a car while crossing the street. Brad heard he died from an aneurysm. Wesley was told by Randy it was from choking while eating at a fine restaurant. The truth of the matter is that Charles did choke to death, but it wasn’t while fine dining. Our talented daddy, who could take the biggest cocks down his throat with no gag reflex whatsoever, choked while walking down Halsted Street eating, of all things, a damn chicken mcnugget. Charles had a last request in his will. His body was to be cremated and returned to his poz boys. He wanted his ashes spread at several of his favorite spots so that Summer Jonathan, Coty, Brian, Ian, Zak and I all took an extended vacation. We drove to California through Palm Springs, San Diego, L.A., and then headed north along the coast to San Francisco. We spread a portion of his ashes in each location including Black’s Beach in La Jolla and along Castro Street in San Francisco. The last of his ashes were spread in the ocean along the beach in Canon Beach, Oregon, the town where he was born. Later that Fall Zak and I both got memorial tattoos for our daddy, lover, and gifter. We miss him terribly, but his DNA is part of us forever………… or for the time being……. Fast forward 10 years……a very large meteorite was on a crash course with Earth. It was too large to stop and collided with the planet on April 8, 2022 annihilating all except for a small tribe of African Pigmies, an enormous colony of cockroaches in Italy, two poz cum and piss pigs at Steamworks, and Cher. The End (of everything)

Body hair, except on the head is a turn off for me. I love a smooth face and body.

"You can't tell anyone!" he vehemently remarked, the shock of our incestuous fuck seemingly rendering his emotions inert. I, on the other hand, was on top of the world. In another world, we could have grown up, getting pleasure from each other's body, but he chose to hide his sexuality by attacking me. I couldn't help but grin. "And what are you going to do, when your wife finds out, or our family? If you remember, they AND YOU... aren't that fond of faggots." He hung his head down. "I'm sorry..." I grinned at him, replying "You have no idea." I walked out of the booth feeling like a GOD, but knew what I had to do. I found my SIR smoking a cigar outside, and told him what I had just done. He grabbed me, made out with him, and whispered in my ear that he was so proud of his perverted poz son. I beamed in pleasure at his praise, suggesting "Well, Daddy, you had my hole tonight. You should have his as well," knowing that the idea of getting it on with two brothers had been a long-time fantasy of his, and now I could deliver on it. We went back to the booth, and there he was, the little fucker looking as pathetic as I left him. We locked the door. "Listen, I... I need to go okay... I am honestly sorry for what I've done... for everything I have ever done to you... I...." My Daddy spoke in his deep voice, so hot that it melts steel: "Day late, dollar short faggot! I know all about you, how you grew up mistreating someone who means a great deal to me. An apology is only the beginning: the real repayment has just begun." He took a deep drag off of his cigar, held my brother's mouth open, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke into his mouth. Daddy held my brother's mouth shut, forcing him to hold the smoke in his lungs. My brother's eyes watered as he choked. My Daddy released him, and he coughed-out the smoke. Seeing my Daddy bust-up any bitch always bones me, but this is the ultimate, so I was hard as a rock. Daddy grabbed my brother, spun him around, and shoved his tattooed white cock up my brother's smooth black ass, remarking "Not one hair. You really are a faggot," simultaneously securing my brother in a choke hold. I came up from behind and tugged on my Daddy's eraser sized nipples, twisted them and pulled on them as he pounded my estranged brother's ass. Daddy remarked "His cunt's not as good as yours, boy, but it will do." "Thank you SIR." "No... thank you, boy. Two fantasies in one. Incest and pozzing up a bitch." "POZ!?!?!" my brother exclaimed through his grunts. "Oh, did I forget to mention that part? Fuck. Silly me," I sneered. "Letmegoletmegoletmegoletmego" I dropped my pants, removed my jockstrap, which was rank with piss, cum, and the cunt juices of past fucks, and shoved it into his mouth, to which my Daddy remarked approvingly, "Thanks for shutting up that faggot, son. Now I can poz him in peace." I returned to pulling my Daddy's nips. Daddy's thrusts became harder, and he bellowed out as he came. Once he unloaded, he pushed my brother off of him, causing him to slam into the wall, and falling to the floor. I held his mouth open, and my Daddy tapped his cigar, making the ash fall into my brother's open mouth, commanding "Don't swallow it yet, and don't you dare spit it out, faggot." My brother was still with fear. "Swallow." With fear and tears in his eyes, my brother did as Daddy ordered, coughing as he attempted to clear his throat. Ever helpful, I said "Here's something to help rinse it down," letting loose a stream of piss, hosing him down. (Did I mention he was in his slacks and work shirt?) Again I forced his mouth open, and my Daddy added his piss into my brother's gullet. We both looked at him: filled with poz cum, covered in piss and reeking of shame and fright. This was the most powerful vindication I had ever felt. "I'll... I'll press charges," mumbled my brother. "Oh, please do, little brother, 'cause I will love to testify in front of your wife, kids, and family just how I got a hold of you in the first place." He looks at me. Frozen. "How could you? How ... could you?" "Because, baby brother, you are less than nothing to me." With that, my Daddy's boot hit my brother in his stomach, and I knocked him out with a well placed right hook. "Baby boy," my Daddy remarked to me, "I think our fun is just beginning."

I'm definitely in the minority, but any kind of facial hair is a turn-off for me. Sorry guys! I support anyone that gets off on it though. To each their own!

Had this done to me once. I met this guy--the stud--who we played regularly when I was in MI. Anyhow, I usually would go there to service him as a fucktoy, toilet and slave. A couple of time we would play in his lab office and he would bring chloroform and did exactly just that. The very first time I almost took his whole hand without me realizing it--he told me. But the one that surprised me was that he said he did shoot his loads in my ass while I was out. I did feel that my ass was very sore after the meeting, but what I didn't know was that he shot his loads and pissed up there as well. The walk back to the parking garage was difficult coz I had to evacuate at least 3 times. What did he get up there was massive amount!