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Part 10: Robert becomes a father Robert thought about what Becky had asked him for several days. Many questions went through his mind. Did he want to be a dad? How would this work with Becky? How would a child react to their father being gay? Becky assured Robert that his being gay would not mean the child would love him any less. Becky said that they would teach their child that love comes in many forms. After thinking it over Robert agreed. Now the question was how do I get her pregnant? He knew intercourse was out. Maybe a sperm bank. Becky had already thought about this. She was against the idea of a sperm bank. The idea she had was to blindfold Robert while he jerked off into her pussy. Robert heard this idea and thought it was the strangest thing he had ever heard. But for some reason he just couldn't say no to her. So she instructed Robert not to jerk off except into her pussy during her ovulation period. Robert agreed and off they went trying to get Becky pregnant. Believe it or not after six months Becky got pregnant. And to assure Robert the baby was his she offered up a DNA test. Sure enough they had made a baby. Becky went alone to her first few doctor visits but when it was time to see the baby she wanted Robert there with her. As the doctor was doing the sonogram she noticed something strange. Not only was there one child in there there were two babies. Twins. Robert and Becky looked at each other dumbfounded. Their method produced twins. They both just laughed and left the doctors office to get ready for twins. Robert was excited about having twins. So later that evening after Becky was asleep he snuck out of the house to the adult theater that he discovered a few weeks prior. He drove up to the building and noticed quite a few cars for late at night. He entered the building and scoped the place out for a bit. The place had one cashier but nobody else in sight. He thought that kinda odd until he noticed an opening into a back area. The cashier noticed Robert checking it out and told Robert it was $15 to go in the back but he could stay as long as he wanted. Robert paid the fee and went to the back. It was a little dark but his eyes adjusted quickly. He saw there were several booths but no doors on them. What really got his attention and his cock hard was the fact that men were having sex with each other without caring who saw them. He watched a few of the guys having sex before making his way down the hall into a large room with a gay video playing. Also he noticed there was a mattress on the floor with a beautiful twink getting spit roasted. His own cock was begging for relief and he noticed several gentlemen sitting down stroking their cocks while they watched. It seemed everyone in the room was naked so Robert followed suit. Once Robert's cock came into view everyone stroking their cocks stopped and stared at Robert with envy. Robert was proud of his cock. Was Robert was sitting down this older gentleman got between Robert's legs and started sucking Robert's cock. The guy looked wasted with sores on his body and cock. Robert didn't care. Getting a blowjob felt great. The guy sucked on Robert's cock for a while and then stood up and offered his ass to Robert. Robert didn't hesitate and pulled the man onto his cock in one quick motion. The guy yelped in pain but Robert didn't care. He needed to fuck and cum bad. The guys ass felt so good that it wasn't long before Robert unleashed a ton of cum up the guys ass. By this time the mattress was empty. Robert surprisingly to him when and got on all fours on the mattress. It didn't take long and he had a cock in his mouth. Another guy got behind him and started playing with his asshole and then the guy started eating Roberta ass. This caused Robert's cock to get hard again. Once Robert's ass was opened up enough the guy worked his cock into Robert's ass. The guy let Robert adjust to his cock. He could tell Robert was definitely an anal virgin. Once Robert got used to the guys cock it felt really good. The guy went slowly at first and Robert was enjoying being spit roasted himself. The guy he was sucking blew his load down Robert's throat and then another cock replaced his. Robert was truly enjoying himself. After several more minutes the guy in his ass picked up the pace and was soon flooding Robert's ass with his cum. Once he was finished the guy he was sucking quickly got behind Robert and started fucking him. The guy who had just fucked him gave Robert a kiss and told him to enjoy his gift. Robert thought he meant the cum so he just nodded and told him he would. The guy fucking him heard what was said and that sent him over the edge. He told Robert to enjoy his gift as well. Robert could only smile. Nobody else took their place but he needed to get off one more time before leaving. The beautiful twink was still there so he told the twink to get his ass on the mattress now. The twink didn't hesitate. He quickly got on his back and Robert drove his cock deep into the little faggots pussy. It didn't take Robert long to cum and when he did he nearly blacked out. Once he regained his senses. The twink was sore from the pounding Robert gave him but he enjoyed it. The twink gave Robert his number and said watching Robert take poz cock was so hot that he couldn't resist taking Robert's last neg load. Robert then felt nauseous. What had he just done? He wanted to be there for his kids and now he might have fucked up his and his kids future. He got dressed quickly and went for a drive. He had to clear his mind. But the more and more he thought about what he'd done the hornier he got. For the next couple of weeks he couldn't think about anything but taking poz loads. He was hoping he had dodged a bullet when after two weeks he didn't get sick. Just as he was about to celebrate three weeks later he got sick. Now Robert must face the consequences of his actions.

I don't know why I have never posted in this thread before. It's possible the term "star" in the thread title turned me away because I am the furthest thing from a porn *star*. Still, I see a couple of guys have posted who have been in just one or two scenes which describes me perfectly. I did one scene for Natural Born Breeders (it's terrible---I would ask you not to look it up but I know you will anyway) and I am in the Pig Week 2017 video. Rumor has it I am going to be in another video filming at the end of November so that would make for three scenes total. Here's a screenshot from the Pig Week video with me in the middle in the yellow and black singlet:

My boyfriend's work schedule has been really hectic lately. I'm used to him being home when I get off work and that I would go straight to his house to get laid, but for the last couple weeks he's been working late (like, 7:30 P.M., 9:30 P.M.). Yesterday he texted me to tell me that he had gotten off at a decent time. Now, our custom was for him to drive from work to his place, get a shower and only then invite me to drive over to his place, but this time I was too horney to wait, so I replied to his text inviting him to come from work directly to my place. I still live at home with my Mom, and while I came out to her some time ago, normally I don't like to have sex in my room unless I know she won't be there (or that she's already in bed), but having recently came out to her as a bottom, she knows what we're doing when he spends the night. So, as I said, I asked him to come straight to my house after work and, upon his arrival, we went to my room and had sex. It was a quick, down and dirty, stinky sex, but it was just what I needed. I could smell the sweat coming out of his butt crack while he was topping me and I loved it. It only took him about five minutes to cum, and I loved feeling his dick throbbing in my butt while he kissed me. After we finished we got dressed and he drove me to his place. He lives with his Mom and Dad, but he pretty much has a whole part of the house to himself. He took a shower while I waited in his room, then we made out on his bed while he was still naked. I wanted to have sex with him again so I lubed my ass thoroughly, but he said he wanted to sit in the backyard with me to watch the sunset, so we dressed and went outside. While we were in the backyard he started flirting with me, so I dared him to let me blow him. We ended up hiding in his Dad's shed where I played with his junk and started to go down on him but he stopped me, saying he wanted to go all the way again. It was fortunate I had pre-lubed myself, as I had only to bend over and let him take me from behind. It felt so wrong to be getting fucked in his Dad's shed but that made it even better for me. I thought he was going to finish fast but we went for about ten minutes before he creampied my hole.

This was my first cock in over a year. It was also my first bare cock, and oh, it was also my first creampie. It was an army guy with an eight and a half inch cock. I had been talking to him for a while but we couldn't match our schedules. In addition he repeatedly said he just wanted a blow job, whereas I continually pestered him to take my bareback virginity, enticing him by describing my smooth hole, and suggesting if he wanted I was prepared to dress a girl, and even had a wig at m disposal. Finally our schedules coincided, and we were both free. Again he asked to see my boypussy, so I sent him pics, at the same time providing my address. He immediately drove over. I never had more than 7" before so I told him we can try to make it fit. I had given him the building code so when I heard a soft knock on my door I knew it was him. Opening the door, I admitted him, gesturing to the bedroom where he unbuckled his belt, dropped his pants and presented himself. Words were superflous. Dropping to my knees I sucked him at a steady pace. Because of the tapered shape of his seriously thick shaft it actually fit okay in my mouth although I have no deepthroat abilities. A few times he pushed me down or I pushed myself down to the base until I was gagging as much as I could, but for the most part wasn't forceful. He didn't need to be. It was the obvious order, man and sissy. So after a while he asked "all cleaned out?" but I honestly didn't understand what he was asking, although eventually I got the gist of his question. Instructing me to lay on the bed, I slipped my panties off leaving just garters and stockings so he could lift my dress up and enter my ass. I spread my legs wide and held onto the pillow and he didn't hesitate at all. Squirted some astroglide and fingered it into my hole and pushed in. He was huge which I could feel but it was obviously smoother than with a condom. It was still painful because of his size and he wasn't wasting any time raping my hole or letting me get used to it although I'd stretched out a little before but with a dildo that his cock dwarfed. I asked him to go slower but after a little bit my muscles relaxed and gave out and he could open me up more. He seemed really eager and was just using my hole, not really humping me or handcuffing me or anything. After using my ass for a few minutes he remarked "I'm gonna cum soon." Upon hearing as much I was somewhat releaved, and the pain of his cock subsided, almost as if my body could see the light at the end of the tunnel. Oddly I think I even felt a bit sad the fuck was coming to an end. Much effort had gone into making this occasion happen. I asked "Are you cumming in me?" He affirmed and let out a groan as he flooded my ass for the first time. I couldn't feel it physically but I felt so happy my hole could please this man's elephant cock and loaded balls. Afterwards he just wiped me and himself down and put his pants on. Now that I think of it he never took his shirt off, and went to his car leaving me on the bed, his load dripping out of my ass.

Be a little bit now before I can post some more story continuances. Have a gov. free phone and it was turned off for some reason. Getting it restarted but have to wait until I get some info mailed to them first. Meanwhile I had saved all my stories on Yahoo and for some reason it logged me off and is now telling me I am trying to log in on an unknown computer (same one I have used for over two years now) and it won't log me in without my damn cell phone to confirm with. Dumb ass sites anymore with absolutely stupid rules at times.

after that last chapter, i sure hope there is more

I don’t want to quote Read1’s long and enjoyable post, but I need to reflect on point 5. I met previously three younger deaf guys in sauna. And all of them were very eager to fuck, they practiced bb, and were amazing. Two of them were top and bred me although once but hard. But the youngest, a bit bearish guy was the best. He was nice and sweet but horny as hell. He fucked me in steambath and gave me a load. Later we met outside on the corridor. It was enough to look at eachother and he immediately pulled me into a cubicle and fucked me long in several positions. The fact my hole was unloaded made him extremely exciting and although he didn’t moan the grind on his face said everything. Then gave me load two. We had a short rest, were kissing and his cock was getting rock hard again but mine too. So he sat onto it and was riding me. I stopped him because I felt, he was close to cum. So he shoved his cock deep into my hole and after few minutes gave me the third load. When he pulled out I started to clean with my tongue and he gave me into my mouth the fourth. Unfortunately I have never met him since that awesome session. I miss the sauna feeling, although I can’t complain because of my fuckbuddy. He is also horny always. Yesterday we were both exhausted, I worked a lot (he has no work and he tried to find all day), so we agreed we needed to sleep, we passed sex. Our agreement was in power till twenty minutes when he grabbed my hand and pulled to his semi hard cock. I just began to stroke it, it was getting rock hard immediately. He didn’t waste our time he shoved his cock against my hole. He realised I needed some lube so he gave me an amazing rimming. Honestly he is the professor of rimjob. When I was in heaven and was moaning like a fool he took his tool into me. He fucked me for long minutes in spoon position. Then he forced me onto my stomach and didnhis best. He laid on me so his head faced to my legs and pushed his cock deep into me. Have you ever had sex in that position. It offers you extreme sensation in your hole. It lasted ten minutes when he turned back and fucked me in doggy. I knew him so I was sure he was super close to cum and fuck yeah he began to moan like a crazy, and he was fast and unloaded me a lot of cum I’ve just pushed out just now. I am a really slut because I didn’t cum then and also now.

Hey, Rawsluts! After a bit of a medical hiatus I was cleared by my new gay doctor to resume bb sex. Yesterday I decided (being WAY too horny and with a big saved load) to go to Steamworks Toronto for their BOYS NIGHT, where guys 25 and under get free admission and a free locker if they want to de-nut. Plus I had a Steamworks receipt from my previous time there giving me $4 off. So what the hell, why not go? I got there just after 7 PM. Generally speaking, outside of Friday/Saturday nights at Steamworks Toronto, the crowd is thinner. That's not to say that there isn't rimming, sucking, and fucking happening on Tuesday nights. You have to search for the sluttier guys -- that's what I did! A few points to mention. 1. I found a few bubble butts to rim. I do ENJOY this immensely. Guys being rimmed well do tend to open their asses wider or back up in to your face and tongue, wanting more rimming. You hear them moan and move their asses in different directions/angles as you work your tongue up their boyholes! YUM! 2. In the middle darkroom with a sling and DJ booth, I spotted a younger Filipino guy getting fucked (I couldn't see whether it was bare or not). He was facing me. I sucked his nipples and played with them. He said to keep doing this and he'd come fast. Lo and behold, it worked. He prompted me that he was close to cumming, I knelt down and he blasted in my mouth. A nice, hot slightly salty load - LOAD #1. I cleaned his boycock off and kissed him to thank him for his load. He left to shower off. 3. I had a large room with a big bed (enough for a big orgy) with TV screen. There is usually one or more channels showing bb porn. I had the bb porn on. During one of my pitstops, a younger guy with his towel on felt my lubed ass. His dick was hard. He proceeded to fuck me bare for several minutes. I loosened my ass muscles to accomodate his long pencil dick. I did buy a new buttplug and brought it with me to use. The young top enjoyed my daddy ass. I wanted him to cum in me. I was surprised that he, being young, said, "You get one shot and GAME OVER." I thought that young guys were multiple-cummers. So there are guys that save their load for the money shot! I'm pleasantly surprised. I invited him back to my room, but I guess he found another bottom to blast in. I didn't see him any more. 4. Another younger built black guy came in some minutes later to dry hump me. I could feel his hard dick grinding up against my back. He was saying sweet things in my ear as he was nibbling on my ears and dry humping me. Don't get me wrong, it felt great. I think he was into the whole daddy-son thing. Alas, no load! Next... 5. I did meet up with a younger deaf guy. Could it be the same barebacking younger deaf guy from before? I strongly suspect it was. He's a big slut like me. In one of the darkrooms he kissed me passionately, pinched my nipples (my nipples happen to be connected to my cock! LOL!) and entered me bare. No worries there. After fucking me in every angle possible standing up, I could feel him tensing up and releasing his load in me. It feel GREAT! LOAD#2. I ran into him again. He wanted a repeat fuck. I took his hand and lead him to my big room. We were 69ing; he had his hard cock in my mouth and my cock was ready to cum. I told him I'm about to cum big time, he had his mouth ready to swallow my big load. He turned around to kiss me with my load in his mouth still - HOT! He also left another smaller load in me too. LOAD #3. I'd love to meet up with him again. A romantic slutty younger barebacker! WOOF! I left around 12 midnight. Not bad for 5 hours of bb fun! I'll keep Tuesdays on my calendar to enjoy BOYS NIGHT from time to time at Steamworks Toronto. But I'll stick to Friday/Saturday nights. Bigger crowd of barebackers then. Ahhh, so nice to be back in the bb forest!!!

Part 9: Robert Meets Becky Everything was going great with Mike and Robert until Becky came into Robert's life. Robert had just started his fifth year of med school when he was paired up with Becky for an assignment. Becky was sweet. She was a little older than Robert and had been previously married to an abusive asshole. She was a nurse but decided to go back to school to become a doctor. They did their assignment and became really great friends afterwards. Robert viewed her more like an older sister. Becky viewed Robert like a potential fuck mate. They would hangout and help each other with school work pretty much all the time. Mike was getting pissed off because Robert was spending less time with him. Mike thought that Robert was fucking Becky so he started arguing with Robert a lot. Robert told him several times he had no sexual interest in Becky. Becky was definitely an attractive lady. She stood at 5 feet 8 inches and weighed around 150 pounds. Shoulder length blonde hair and the most beautiful smile you had ever seen. Robert and Mike both admitted how pretty she was but Robert had no sexual feelings for her. By Christmas Mike broke it off with Robert. Becky noticed Robert was bummed out about something and up until this point she didn't know Robert was gay. Robert didn't want to talk about it but Becky got him to open up. When he mentioned being gay Becky was definitely surprised. She just stood there for a moment and then gave Robert a big hug and assured him everything would be ok. Robert and Becky finished out their med school years and done their residency at the same hospital. After they finished their residency they decided to open a clinic together. The clinic started booming right away. Then one day this kid walks into Robert's office. The kid was 18 but damn he looked young. Robert got a major hard on from staring at this kid. It had been a long time since Robert had sex. And he needed it bad. The guy was there for a physical but Robert just had to fuck him. He had the guy get undressed and then started doing a routine physical. Once he got to the guys crotch to check for a hernia Robert lingered for a bit and got the reaction he was looking for. The guy started moaning so Robert took the guys cock in his mouth. As he was sucking the guys cock he reached around and started playing with the guys ass. He finger fucked the guy while sucking on his cock. After a few minutes Robert stood up and made the guy turn around and Robert shoved his cock up the guys ass. It didn't take Robert too much time before he unloaded in the guys ass. Because it had been so long since Robert had had an orgasm he stayed hard. He fucked the guys ass some more and the guy came without touching himself. Robert knew he didn't have much more time so he speeded up his efforts and before long he unloaded his second load into the guy. The guy thanked Robert for the fuck and he left Robert's office satisfied. Robert couldn't believe he fucked a patient. He enjoyed the thrill of it. Upon leaving the office Becky knew something was up. She wanted details so Robert told her what happened. She got all excited and much to her surprise wet over hearing the details of gay sex. They went home and had dinner and Becky asked Robert if he would give her a child. Up next Robert's reaction and how David came into this world.

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.

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.

Part 3: The Revelation Dr. Bell joined David and me sitting on the bed, revealing both David and he were HIV positive. I was shocked. Upset. Pissed off. But more than anything I was dumbfounded. How could Dr. Bell do this to me? I had so many questions running through my mind. I will admit the fucking was fantastic. But still. I asked Dr. Bell why he hadn't used a condom? He said that he honestly thought I knew after seeing his tattoo. I told him I didn't know that it meant he was poz. Dr. Bell explained to me that I was likely poz now myself. That would explain why I still wasn't over the flu. As I paced around the room taking everything in I noticed the more I thought about it and how it happened the hornier I was getting. This didn't go unnoticed by Dr. Bell and David. Dr. Bell then said something else that blew me away. David was Dr. Bell's son, and Dr. Bell had knocked-up David. This revelation only added to my horniness. Well hell chances are I'm now poz myself so I did what any horny bottom would do and presented my ass and mouth back to Dr. Bell and David to use. Neither of them wasted any time. David shoved his cock down my throat and Dr. Bell attacked my ass. I was being spit roasted by these handsome studs. My own cock was creating a puddle of precum underneath me. I couldn't say anything with my mouth full of cock but I was definitely showing them I wanted more of their precious cum. Dr. Bell was the first to cum and I swallowed every drop of cum he shot down my throat. He had me continue sucking his cock after he cum and to my amazement he didn't go soft. A minute or so later David said he was cumming and he shot his toxic cum inside my ass. His cock, like that of his father, remained hard. David and Dr. Bell changed places and continued spit-roasting me. I was so cock drunk that I paid no attention to my own cock. I was now addicted to taking poz cum. Dr. Bell announced he was going to cum and this sent David over the edge at the same time. As each gentleman fed me his cum, I exploded without ever touching my cock. As I was coming down from my post orgasmic bliss I heard a blood curdling scream followed by the shout "What the fuck are you doing?" My mom was standing in the doorway.

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

It was a typical Saturday afternoon and I was at my usual spot outside of the bookstore. A sleazy, popular joint that attracted all kinds of men and was an easy place to deal. If I thought I was being watched I could just slip inside and get lost for a while, always at least getting my big,11 inch ebony snake sucked, or dumping my load in some hungry manpussy. I didn't even have to pay to enter the maze of booths. The owner was a regular customer and I'd let him worship my monster, so I had unlimited access to the arcade. I was leaning against the side of the building, waiting for one of my regulars to come by when a black Escalade parked across the street, half a block down. I didn't think nothin of it when nobody got out right away. Wasn't unusual for dudes to sit in their cars getting up the nerve to actually go inside. It must have been about 15 minutes before the driver finally got out, and damn if one look at him didn't get my cock stirring in my jeans. Out stepped the sweetest little white boy I had seen in a while! He had to be barely 18 if a day, with strawberry blond hair, and a plump little bubble butt. My eyes followed him as he walked toward the door, nervously looking around before he ducked inside. My hardening dick told me to follow him, and I did. The kid was looking around the store, his hands stuffed into his pockets, obviously new to this whole thing. I could tell he was a rich kid with his Air Jordan's that didn't even have a scuff on them, his Sean John jeans, and his Ralph Lauren shirt. That was no doubt Daddy's Escalade he rolled up in. Hell, he had probably never been to this neighborhood before. But if he was here lookin for what I think he was, he was gonna get more than he bargained for if I had my way. He finally went up to the counter and handed the guy some cash, and showed him his ID. He had to pass by me on the way to the booths and I got a good smell of him. He smelled like soap, teenage boy, and sex. I went up to the counter and got a bottle of poppers and headed back there after my prey. My eyes had to adjust to the dark, but I didn't see my prize anywhere. I wandered the halls for about 5 minutes before I finally saw him exit a booth. He walked past me, giving me a nervous glance that said both, "I don't know what I'm doing", and "I want you." Damn right he wanted me. I was a fine mother fuckin piece of man. 6'2", and at 35, had a rock hard, wirey body, and beautiful ebony skin. The kid went into another booth and started to shut the door. My hand stopped it, and I slid in behind him, shutting the door. He didn't say a word as I gently reached out and stroked his face, but I could feel him tremble. "First time here?" I whispered to him. He just nodded, his blue eyes looking up at me. He wasn't very big, probably 5'9" and slender, but he did possess that plump mound of ass. I placed my hand on it while I said "relax baby boy, Jesse's gonna take real good care of you." I tilted his head back and leaned down, placing my full lips on his. He opened his mouth and I stuck my tongue in him. Mmmmmm....he tasted like candy. My hands rubbed his ass as my mouth took control of him. He just melted into me and I knew I had found my next bitch. I opened up the bottle and held it under his nose. "Breath deep baby boy, this will make you feel good. He inhaled deep like a good boy. I just switched nostrils back and forth a few times while he sucked in the fumes. I sat down on the chair and he sank onto my lap. Grabbing my face he started kissing me passionately while he ground his ass into my lap. I knew I had him hooked. "You like that baby boy?" I asked. "You like how that made you feel?" "Mmmmmmmm yea," he moaned. "Feels good." "I got something else that will make you feel sooooo much better. You wanna try it? You trust me?" "Oh yea," he moaned, licking my neck. Stupid little bitch. He didn't know he just sealed his fate. I pulled a little pipe out of my pocket that I kept preloaded. "You know what this is baby boy?" He just shook his head no. "This is Majic Miss T. She knows how to make you feel real good." I lit my lighter and melted the shards. As soon as the pipe filled up, I took the first hit, blowing the smoke into his mouth. Then I held up the pipe for him. "Breath slow and deep," I told him. Then blow it into my mouth. He did as instructed, so obedient. I just kept feeding him the pipe, until he finished off the bowl in 6, big hits. "Good boy," I told him. "You did that very well." Even in the dim lite I could see his eyes become dark saucers as lust glazed them over. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his creamy, alabaster skin, and his little pink nipples. I latched my mouth onto one, sucking it hard, and biting it with my teeth. He squealed and writhed, but I held him firm, then attacked the other one. I could feel his hard dick in his jeans pressing into my stomach, assuring me he was loving the rough treatment. I pulled off his shoes and socks, throwing them in the corner, and unbuttoned his jeans. I pushed him onto the floor and grabbed the legs, pulling them off, leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs, but not for long. I grabbed the waist band and ripped them off, leaving him naked and vulnerable, just how I like my white boys to be. His dick stood straight up out of his patch of reddish pubes, and he looked at me with crazed lust. "How much time you got baby boy?" I asked. "As much as I want. My parents and my sister are on vacation for two weeks." He panted. "Oh bitch," I thought to myself. You don't know what you just got yourself into.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 1 I was a gay man in my early 20s with some sleazy, kinky, taboo desires. I always had that streak in me. I love cum so bareback sex made an instant connection with me, and not just any bareback sex, but totally uninhibited bareback sex. Yes, I had a fantasy involving a hot guy, lots of bareback pig play, and him shooting his seed in me. Not just any seed, but poz seed. There was also something edgy and erotic about a tattooed, bareback pig. Seeing heavily inked guys always made my cock hard, and I always wanted to be one of those guys. It just took me a while to decide what type of tattoo I wanted on my body. I researched local tattoo artists for months, but none of their work proved to be of the quality I was looking for. I decided to drive 90 minutes south and attend the annual tattoo convention in Chicago in hopes of finding an artist with a portfolio that impressed me. It was such a lustful trip for me. I also love unusual facial hair like longer goatees and beards and handlebar mustaches. Guys with piercings also turn me on. Tattoos, facial hair, and piercings seem to go hand in hand. The convention center was packed with people covered in ink with a ton of piercings and facial hair of every length and type. The continuous buzz from all the tattoo guns running could be heard throughout the place. Every booth had an artist or two working on fresh ink. I eyed the sexy men between browsing through artists’ portfolios. There was a ton of guys with no shirts on getting inked up at the various booths. Some with sexy hairy chests or a nice treasure trail disappearing into their jeans. My brain was in eye candy overload, and my cock was half erect for most of the show. I rounded the corner walking through the rows of booths and came across a very hot tattoo artist. He looked to be about 28 and was slender with a shaved head. His hair was reddish brown, with a slightly wavy goatee that must have been about a foot long. It ended in a point near his belly button. His mustache had a slight twist of small handlebars at the corners of his mouth. Full sleeves of ink extended from his t-shirt. He even had hand and neck tattoos. He was working on the back piece of a handsome little twink, and he glanced up at me as I approached his booth. He gave me a smile, and a nod of his head to say hello as he returned to his art piece. I stopped and paged through his portfolio. I kept glancing up to look at him while turning the pages. As I turned another page I glanced up to check him out again. My eyes traveled up his sexy body to his face and found him looking directly at me. He smiled at me again, and I quickly turned my eyes back to his portfolio. Sure that he noticed me checking him out, I began to blush. It was hard to keep my eyes off him, though, and I again glanced back at him. He again was looking at me too, and stopped his tattoo work. He told the twink he would be back in a minute to continue and walked toward me. He appeared to have a nice sized cock from the bulge in his jeans. Holding out his hand he said, “Howdy, I’m Zak.” “Isaac, but most people call me Zeek,” as I shook his hand. I again paged through the book of ink, “Is this your work?” “Ah, yes it is.” “Nice work, I like it.” “Well, thanks. Are you looking to get some ink done?” “Yeah, I just don’t know what I want to get yet.” “Do you have any tattoos yet?” “No, it would be my first.” “Are you from Chicago?” “No, but I’m only about 90 minutes north of here in Milwaukee.” “Cool, well, if you would like to talk about it, I can help you with design ideas.” “Awesome, I’d like that.” “Here’s my card. Give me a call, and we can set up a time to talk.” “Thank you, Zak, I’ll do that.” “Nice to meet you.” “Ditto.” With that he returned to his customer to continue his ink, which gave me the perfect opportunity to check out his ass. Just as I imagined, he had one nice butt and I found it hard to look away. When he sat down he again looked at me, and found me staring at him. Zak picked up his tattoo gun, glanced back at me, and gave me a look that set my gaydar off. A smile came across his face. I nodded, smiled back at him staring straight into his eyes then disappeared into the crowd. I wandered the convention center enjoying the hot, inked up men and all the beards and 'staches. Pure heaven for this gay man. I had to piss, and found the bathrooms were lined up with guys waiting to empty their bladders. It took a while waiting in line, but I was next to piss, and a stall opened up. I wasted no time getting into the stall. My cock felt like it could burst from holding back my piss. I closed the door to the stall and quickly unzipped my pants. The entire toilet seat was splattered with piss. I chuckled a little thinking there must be a lot of PA piercings in those pants today, otherwise just a bunch of hot pigs with a bad aim. I let out a full stream of piss, emptying my bladder. It felt good to relieve the pressure, but I quickly found myself fully erect smelling all that piss and testosterone in the air. I also loved piss play, and thoughts of lapping up all the urine from the toilet seat was hard to resist. I stroked my cock a few times, then tucked it back into pants, trying to hide my hard on the best I could. I zipped up again and quickly left the men’s room. I buried myself in the crowd, waiting for my cock to go down then continued to stroll through the packed convention booths. About a week later I came across Zak’s business card in my wallet and decided to give him a call. The phone rang a few times, “Windy City Tattoo, this is Zak.” “Ah, hi Zak, you may not remember me, but I met you at the tattoo convention last week. You told me to give you a call if I wanted to discuss tattoo options.” “Zeek!! Glad to hear from you.” “Wow, you remembered my name.” “Of course I did. So, you want to set up a time to discuss tattoo designs?” “Yeah, are you free any time this week?” “My last appointment should be done around 5:30 tomorrow. Can you get to the shop tomorrow night around 6?” “Sure. I’ll see you then.” “Awesome!! See you tomorrow.” I had a three day weekend so this was the perfect way to kick off my weekend. I left plenty early to try and beat Friday rush hour traffic heading into Chicago. I arrived early, and realized Zak’s tattoo shop was just outside the gay district on Halsted Street, so I wandered around the gay district for a bit. When I returned to Zak’s shop he was just finishing with his last tattoo appointment. He was wearing black biker boots, faded blue jeans, and a white t-shirt. I loved his fully inked sleeves and hands. His entire neck being inked was so hot too. Just the sight of him gave me a partial wood. He invited me to the back of his shop, and we sat on a sofa and discussed the style of tattoos I was looking for. His suggestion of Japanese style tattoos intrigued me. He explained the meaning behind different tattoos in Japanese culture, and I decided my first piece would be a colorful full sleeve with yin yang koi, waves, flowers and filler. Zak sat next to me, and occasionally touched my arm as he discussed options and placement. Our legs were touching as we continued to look at designs. He suggested I remove my shirt, so he could do a quick, rough sketch on my arm. He explained that he liked to just draw out the design directly on the body to get better placement than trying to use transfers. I pulled my t-shirt off, and he began touching my arm, and turning it in different directions. Then he pulled out a marker and started drawing on my skin. His touch began to turn me on, and before I knew it my cock was fully erect. I couldn't hide the bulge that formed in my jeans. It was obvious Zak also noticed my hard cock, but he kept himself focused on drawing on my arm. The sketch began to take shape, and Zak maneuvered my arm into different positions as he continued to draw on my skin. Each time he lowered my arm to my lap his hand brushed again my hard cock, and I noticed his rod was also erect extending down his jean leg. He again moved my arm to a new position and my hand came to rest on his thigh next to his cock while he continued his design. I couldn't resist it any longer, and I brushed my hand against the bulge in his jeans. His cock throbbed against my hand, and before I knew it I was rubbing his cock through his jeans. He stopped drawing on my arm and reached over and massaged my hard rod. Zak leaned over to me and began to French kiss me. Our tongues and lips were locked in a passionate exchange for a bit. Then Zak stood up and saying “I was hoping you would be interested,” as he pulled his t-shirt off over his head revealing a fully inked chest with a sunburst around his belly button that continued down and disappeared into his jeans toward his cock. “Damn, man…..wooooooof!” He pulled me to my feet. We continued to make out, our tongues twisted together in deep, erotic kissing and panting. Zak wrapped his arms around my waist, grabbed my ass with his hands, and pressed our hard cocks against one another through our jeans. We continued to kiss, grinding our bodies against one another; our cocks throbbing with excitement. I was free-balling it and could feel a wet spot forming in my jeans from precum leaking from the head of my shaft. Zak reached for my crotch, rubbing my cock through my pants before unbuttoning my jeans and dropping them to my ankles. He pushed me backward onto the couch. I landed on my ass and leaned back on the sofa in a lounged sitting position, with my cock standing at attention. Zak flipped my shoes off and pulled my jeans from my ankles. He stood up in front of me, kicked his shoes off then unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. His cock sprung to attention standing straight in the air, pulsing up and down. The shaft of his tool curved slightly to the left and upward about 8 inches long. His cock was pierced with a large prince albert, and inked with flames leading down the shaft to a black biohazard tattoo centered below his belly button. More ink led to the sunburst around his belly button. The ring to his cock piercing dangled with each pulse of his cock, and precum began to hang from the end of his jewelry. Tattoos covered a good 75% of his body. His body was an erotic piece of art that made my cock dance with excitement at the sight of this stud. “Fuck, you are so hot. I want to be covered in ink like you.” Zak pointed to his biohazard tattoo. His eyes remained locked onto mine, and a playful conversation started, “You know what this one means, don’t you?” “You’re poz?” “Are you okay with that, because I only bareback?” “Yeah,” with a smile on my face, “Are you ok that I’m neg?” “Yep.” “Do you want to cum in me?” “Uh huh.” “Are you into gifting?” “Are you into chasing?” “I could be.” “Then I could be too.” My mouth was like a magnet to his cock. I was on my knees in a flash. I wrapped my lips around the head of his rod, tasting his precum before sliding the full length of his shaft deep into my throat. His cock stiffened in my mouth, and he moaned as my tongue slid back down toward the tip of his shaft. Zak put his hands on the back of my head and slowly face fucked me with the full length of his tool, as he murmurred “That’s it, suck my poz cock. Taste my toxic precum.” As he continued to leak precum down my throat, fucking my throat with his death stick, he remarked “I’d love to do your ink work for you. Maybe I’ll even be marking you with a biohazard tattoo. Would you like that?” “Yes!!” “Want me to poz you, Zeek?” “Yes, charge my ass up, please.” Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and pushed me onto my knees on the couch. “You want my poz cock in your ass?” “Yes, please fuck me. Give me your seed.” I was so turned on I felt like I could shoot my load at the anticipation of taking his charged spunk. He knelt behind me, spread my ass cheeks with a firm grip, and buried his tongue in my hole. It didn’t take long for my puckered hole to surrender as his tongue slipped past my cunt lips. His tongue lubed my hole and slowly worked inside, begging to open me up. Zak gave my ass a deep tongue bath and began to fuck me with its full length. The sensations made me horny as hell, and a strong urge to feel his bare cock buried in my ass burned within me. I moaned, “Please fuck me. I want to feel your cock deep inside me.” Zak continued to rim my ass, and worked a finger inside. He slowly advanced his finger all the way in and out of me then added another, before continuing to lick and fuck me with his tongue. My ass was wet and primed for his shaft. Zak stood behind me and spread my ass cheeks with his hands. I felt his against my cunt, then he slid his slick cock head across my hole, further lubing me with precum. He continued to rub the full length of his rod against my hole, driving me wild to be opened up wide. I felt the steel from his cock piercing fold to the side tight against his cock as he pressed the head of his dick against my hole. He slowly thrust the head of his tool, spreading my ass, and slipping inside. He spit on my hole lubing us both some more for me to take the rest of his meat inside me. I pressed my ass against his rod, and he again thrust inside me. Pain shot through my body and my hole tightened around his shaft as I tensed my body. Zak held his cock in place, “Easy, just relax…..relax.” The pain subsided and I arched my back and again pressed firmly against his cock. Zak grabbed my hips and with one abrupt thrust buried his cock balls deep into my guts. I again tightened my ass around his toxic meat, and let out a little gasp. It hurt so good, but my cock pulsed rock hard. I began to moan with pleasure. This was the first time I had a pierced dick in my hole, and it felt incredible. “You like my pierced cock in you, huh?” “Oh God…..yes!!!” I began to relentlessly pump my ass against his death stick, and Zak joined the rhythm. Tightening his grip on my hips, he pounded my ass hard with each thrust. His balls slapped against my ass with each plunge. “Ah, you’re a hungry pig for my toxic seed, aren’t you?” “Fuck, yes. Poz my faggot ass.” “Slow down, stud. You’ll get my DNA but not until I’m ready to flood your ass.” He held my hips steady, then slowed his pumping motion and continually withdrew his cock to the tip, with just the steel of his piercing remaining in my hole, then again thrust deep inside me, commenting as he did so, “Man, your hole feels awesome wrapped around my cock.” “That's good, 'cause fuck, I love your rod in me.” He continued a slow steady pace, edging himself close to shooting his load in my guts, then stopping, I could feel his cock pulsing a few times deep inside me, then Zak again began working his dick in and out of me. Each time he brought himself close to cumming then backed off. “You want my poz seed in you now?” “Yes, you feel so incredible. Load me up.” He again began to thrust in and out of my hole, but this time he slowly increased his pace, plunging in me harder and faster. “Fuck, I’m really close. You’re getting all my seed.” “You want it pig? Want my charged cum?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Yeah?” “Yes, I want to poz. Give it to me.” I again tightened my ass around his shaft, and he thrust in me one more time. “Here it comes….take my poz load.” He groaned and grunted, as his cock throbbed and pulsed deep in my hole. The sensations of his cum shooting from his death stick deep in my guts pushed me over the edge, and my cock erupted gobs of cum over and over with each throb of my shaft. With his cock still pulsing inside me, he grabbed my shoulders and shoved his cock even deeper in my ass. I couldn’t get enough of Zak’s cock. It felt amazing buried in my cunt. My balls drained themselves of all their seed. My ass was now filled with Zak’s poz juice. As he pulled his cock from my ass, cum trickled and dripped from my gaping hole. I knew he filled me with a huge load of sperm. My intestine walls were coated with his virus. Would it find its way to my bloodstream? The risk was incredibly exciting. I was hooked. There was no stopping it. I was definitely becoming a junkie for poz cum. Zak flopped on the couch next to me, panting and sweating. “Fuck that felt awesome. You have one hot ass.” Grinning and puffing, “It was very hot.” I turned and lay on the couch with my head resting on his thighs at his cock. I licked his mushroom head clean and ran my tongue down his shaft. “So……..am I hired to do your ink?” “How can I say no after a consultation like that?” We remained on the couch, naked. My head rested on Zak’s lap with his beautiful meat before my eyes. A small drop of poz spunk leaked from his piss hole and I lapped it up. We talked for a bit, getting to know each other a little better, while touching and caressing each other’s bodies. Zak told me he was born and raised in Chicago. He always had a fascination with tattoos from an early age on. He started working in a tattoo shop at 15, and after a few years became an apprentice for several years. He was lucky enough to be able to open his own shop a few years ago. Tattooing was something he loved. It was his passion, and all his tattoos had meaning in his life. I ran my hand across his biohazard tattoo. “So how long have you been poz?” “Not long, just a few years.” “Are you on meds yet?” “Ah…..no, so you got a fully charged load. Hope you’re cool with that.” My cock started to bone up. I nodded my head for him to look at my rod, “Does that answer your question?” “I guess so, you hot pig.” “Do you know who pozzed you?” “Yep,” with a slow drawn out descriptive tone, “A hairy, muscular, leather daddy with a beautiful ass and huge, uncut cock.” We both chuckled. “Did you know he was poz?” “You mean, did I chase?” “Yeah, did you want to convert?” “Fuck, yes, and it was one hot breeding.” “So why aren’t you with him?” “We weren’t looking for a relationship. We both got what we wanted from it. I was determined to get his poz load in me, and he was determined to make me work for it. It was an all-out, totally uninhibited, raunchy, verbal, poz fuck.” “It sounds like a hot breeding.” “Poz talk makes it the hottest conversion sex.” After a short pause, “So, when do you think you can get back down here to start your ink?” “Are you free next Friday in the afternoon? I could get down here by 3 or so.” “Ok….Friday at 3 it is. We’ll start your sleeve.” “Great, sounds good.” So, Zeek, what do you do up in Milwaukee?” “Well, let’s see, I like a lot of things. I graduated from college last year and just bought a home. I love doing remodeling and landscaping, so I’m redoing my house, fixing it up. I like being outdoor, hiking, biking, camping; stuff like that. I really enjoy movies, and dining out with buds.” “Cool. So what’s your degree in?” “Marketing and web design.” “Bonus!! If you’re up for it, maybe you can redesign my website for me.” “I’ll show you some of my work. If you like it, I’d love to do that for you.” “Awesome.” We stayed on the couch a bit longer and lye in each other’s arms. His naked body felt so good cuddled up against mine. “Hey, Zeek, do you have to be back in Milwaukee at a certain time? “No, I’m not on any schedule tonight. What did you have in mind?” “Want to go grab a few beers?” “Sure, that would be great.” Neither one of us moved too fast to get up. I think we both enjoyed cuddling together naked, but we reluctantly dragged our asses off the couch and slipped our clothes back on. Zak hung out in boystown at a few of the gay bars so we walked a few blocks to his favorite hang-out for a few beers. Zak introduced me to a few of his buddies that were out. We did a few shots with them then continued some one-on-one chat. “So, Zeek, what else gets you going besides ink, piercings and taking poz cock raw?” I chuckled, “Well, I’m pretty open-minded. I have a bit of a kinky streak in me.” “Oooh, kinky streak, like what? And you can’t shock me, believe me.” “Anything from toys, slings, sounds, to watersports, and more. What about you?” “There isn’t much I wouldn’t do, and everything on your list…… been there, done that. I’m a pig.” He leaned over to me and gave me a gentle nibble on my lip before planting a wet kiss on me. Standing up from his bar stool, Zak circled behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. He whispered in my ear, “I have to piss if you want a taste.” He made his way to the men’s room and looked back at me with a grin. You didn’t have to tell me twice. I was off my bar stool in a flash and following him to the bathroom with my beer in hand. When I walked into the bathroom, Zak already had his pants unzipped and his pierced meat dangled at the urinal. I walked up behind him and grabbed his ass. He turned to face me and pushed me to my knees. I took his cock in my mouth, and he held me still with his hands on my shoulders. “Fuck, here it comes.” As the first drops of piss hit my tongue I must have sprung an instant boner. I loved drinking from the tap. Zak’s warm piss sprayed from his cock filling my mouth. It had just a slight bitter taste to it, but was pretty watered down from the beer. I was like a hungry pig sucking its mother’s tit, wanting every drop of piss down my throat. Zak repeatedly stopped his urine stream, giving me just enough time to gulp down all of his nectar before letting his piss flow again in my mouth. My cock throbbed over and over again. He pulled his cock from my mouth and the last few sprays and drops of piss landed on my face, stache and beard. It was as if he was marking his territory. I stood up, slammed the rest of my beer in front of him then held the bottle to my cock head. I let out a full stream of piss filling my bottle to the top. I took a swig of my own piss then Zak took the bottle from my hand and left the bathroom. When I returned to the bar, he was sitting on his bar stool drinking from my beer bottle in front of everyone. They had no idea he was actually swigging my sweet cock nectar and not beer. After tipping another beer together and an erotic farewell kiss, I left for Milwaukee. On my drive up I94 I had time to think outside the heat of the moment. Even though I had fantasized for a long time about taking a poz cock raw, that was the first time I actually went through with it. A little fear set in knowing I could possibly poz from Zak’s DNA planted deep in my hole. I debated pulling into the Oasis pit stop, heading to the bathroom and emptying his seed from inside me. Those thoughts were quickly diverted by my cock boning up over thoughts of how awesome his hard shaft felt in me, and that having his poz cum in me also turned me on. The thoughts of his hot naked, inked body danced through my head. The smell of his piss still lingered on my beard and stache. My cock again throbbed in my jeans. I never even considered myself an actual chaser, but found myself craving more of his toxic spunk. The Oasis was just ahead, but I drove on past as my car continued down I94; my cock raging hard and my ass twitching full of Zak’s charged cum. I still had some fear in me, but I knew there was no turning back. I began to accept that I wanted to charge up, and I wanted Zak to be my gifter. The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 2 Unable to sleep, I got out of bed, and started my day. Today was a special day for several reasons. It was my 23rd birthday, and it was also Friday, the day of my first tattoo session with Zak. I was a little anxious and nervous, but excited to be seeing him again. I wanted to start my journey becoming a heavily inked pig, but I was not sure how much it would hurt. I turned on Netflix and watched some episodes of Miami Ink. Seeing hot Ami James and all his sexy ink just got me turned on and more determined than ever to go through with it. It was what I wanted. I decided to get dressed and cruise down to Chicago early. It was a perfect day for a drive, sunny and warm. I rolled down the windows and cranked the music. The air felt invigorating blowing across my body. I arrived in Boystown well ahead of my tattoo time with Zak, so I decided to browse the shops in the area. I came across a cool bookstore and bought a tattoo magazine. I also found an awesome pair of black biker boots, and a few t-shirts. Then I came across an adult bookstore and couldn’t resist checking out their gear. I ended up walking out with a “pig” t-shirt and a new yellow “piss pig” jock. After my little shopping spree I headed for the tattoo shop. I arrived a little early for my appointment. Zak greeted me with a hug and told me I could have a seat on the sofa while he finished up with his client. He grabbed me a bottle of water, and I sat down in the same place where just a week earlier I was taking Zak’s poz cock raw. The thought of it just gave me a major erection. I tried to find a distraction to get my boner to stop poking at my jeans. After all, Zak and his client were within eye’s shot. At least his client had his back to me. I found Zak’s portfolio sitting on the table next to the sofa. I browsed through the pages, but seeing his ink work only made my cock harder. I glanced at Zak, and he happened to look up at me. I immediately grinned back at him and stood up to show him my raging hard on through my jeans. I rubbed my crotch, and he chuckled then gave me a look that said, “Behave yourself.” I returned to the sofa and remembered an article I read several years earlier about a guy that popped wood at an inappropriate time and tried to “kill” the “snake” that had come to life in his pants by thinking about greasy dishes. (Why the hell I remember that article I have no idea). Maybe that would kill the beast in my pants. I tried to concentrate on dirty dishes, but all I could think about was stripping naked and having Zak fuck the hell out of me and unload his poz seed in my ass. My hard cock raged on. I grabbed a pillow for my lap to camouflage the bulge in my pants. After about a 15 minute wait, Zak poked his head around the corner and told me to follow him to his tattoo station. He walked to the entrance and locked the front door. “Now we’re all alone. No interruptions.” I pointed to my pants, “Good, because something is still up.” Zak laughed, “You’re becoming a cum-crazed pig. You know that don’t you?” “Yeah, and I love it.” I took a seat at his work station, and he walked up to me from behind. He put his hands on my shoulders, bent down and ran his tongue across the back of neck. He kissed my neck, nibbled my earlobe then worked his way to kissing my cheek. His tongue licked across my upper lip and he buried it into my mouth and started to make out with me, swirling his tongue with mine. Zak showed me his now hard cock bulging through his jeans, “As much as I want to tear your clothes off and fuck you right here, we won’t get anything done that way.” “And why is that a bad thing?” He again chuckled, “Let’s focus on your ink. We can play after.” “Oookkkaaayyy, ok.” “So are you ready to get started, sexy?” “Yeah, I’m ready.” “Awesome.” He grinned, “Besides, I’ll kill your hard on in no time when you feel the needle.” I chuckled and smiled at him, “You seem to be getting too much pleasure from that.” “I probably am, but there’s only one way to find out. Let’s get started. I made a few sketches for you to take a look at. If you like them I’ll use the one you want.” After looking at both designs, I had a hard time deciding between the two. Both were so cool. “Wow, I’d be happy with either design. They rock!!” “Well then, can I make a suggestion? This one is my favorite, because I think it will follow the curves of your arm the best.” “Cool. Then that’s it. It’s the one.” “Great. Get your shirt off and I’ll start the layout.” I pulled my shirt off over my head and sat down in the chair again. Zak was grinning at me. “What? What’s wrong?” “Nothing, I’m happy you are here, and allowing me to give you your first tattoo. That and you have one hot, trim body.” He pulled his chair next to mine, and took me by the hand. He positioned my arm and started the sketch. “This tattoo is going to look so cool on you, Zeek.” After about 10 minutes Zak completed the rough layout, and started to set up his ink. “Go look in the mirror and let me know if you’re happy with the layout.” I walked to the mirror and checked out the design. “It looks perfect.” “Awesome, get your sweet ass over here.” “Yes sir.” “Have a seat and get your arm up here. I’ll start out slow so you can see how it feels. We’ll work on it as long as you can. If you need a break, just let me know.” I sat in the “hot seat” again. I was nervous and excited all rolled up into one. Zak positioned my arm, “Here we go. You’re about to lose your tattoo virginity.” The familiar buzz of the tattoo gun filled the room, and my adrenaline rush kicked in. Zak rubbed a dab of aquaphor onto the first spot and the needle pierced my skin and the first line was inked in no time. I was happy to find the pain tolerable. It felt more like an annoying pinching sensation than anything. I also quickly discovered that I like to watch. I like to see the needle entering my skin watching the tattoo take shape. Guess that doesn’t come as a surprise to me, since I love visual stimulation with sex too. Seeing piss or cum shooting from a hot cock, or watching a hard piece of meat sliding in and out of a gaping ass is totally erotic. I like eye contact while getting fucked too. There definitely is a sexual side to the process of getting tattooed. The needle poked my arm again and snapped me back to reality. After about an hour and a half or so of turning my arm this way and that way, and switching to lying on the table, while Zak carved his design into my arm, the line work was finished. “How are you doing, Zeek? Need a break for a few?” “Sure. A stretch break would be good.” “How does it feel?” “It’s definitely burning a little, but it’s ok.” “Cool, we won’t finish in one session so let me know when you need to end. I’ll let you call it.” I walked over to the mirror to check out my new ink. Zak appeared behind me in the mirror, slipped his arm around my waist and kissed me gently on the neck. “It’s looking so hot on you, Zeek.” “I love it so far.” “Wait until you see the color start to fill it in. It will come to life.” Zak returned to his seat and set up the colors needed in his ink caps. After about 5 minutes, “I’m ready for you, Zeek. Let’s start shading in that sucker.” This time Zak had me lay on the table to start. He positioned my arm straight out away from my body. “Damn, Zeek, you make me want to tear those jeans off and fuck you right here.” Zak wheeled his chair to the side of the table and kissed me on the belly. I caressed the back of his head. His lips felt incredible on my skin, and his beard tickled my side. My cock certainly responded to his touch. It was already half erect. “I’d love to seed you right now.” “As hard as this is to say, Nah uh, it’s ink time. We can play soon enough.” He said, “I know, I know…..Focus.” The buzz of his tattoo gun kicked in again, and the color started on my sleeve. About 2 ½ hours later we were finished for the day. A bunch of color was completed and it was looking awesome, but my arm was also on fire. Zak cleaned up sleeve, and lightly rubbed a thin coat of aquaphor onto my skin. “That’ll cool it down, Zeek. Go check it out, man.” I walked to the mirror. “Oh my God, Zak, I love it.” He walked over to me at the mirror. “Wait till it’s finished. It’s going to look awesome.” He wrapped my arm then taped it in place then returned to his work station and began to clean it up. I continued to look at myself in the mirror, admiring my new ink. “It’s going to bleed a little and leak ink a bit, Zeek, so clean it when you get home. Put the aquaphor on it a few times a day while it heals.” “Ok….no problem.” Zak again appeared behind me in the mirror. He pulled his t-shirt off, put his arms around my waist and pulled my body tight against his. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. My dick quickly boned up. I reached back and slipped my hand between us to grab his hard dick. I rubbed his hard rod through his jeans. His cock throbbed in my hand, and Zak let out a moan of pleasure and began kissing my neck. As he whispered in my ear, “I want to fuck you raw, right here and right now,” he rubbed my hard cock, and unbuttoned my pants. He reached down into my pants and stroked my meat. My jeans dropped to my ankles, and Zak began to grind his cock against my bare ass. I could feel the wetness on the head of my cock as my precum leaked from my piss hole. Zak smeared my juice onto my shaft then put his wet hand over my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked up my precum from his hand. Zak slipped his thumb into my mouth, and I began to suck it. While he continued to kiss my neck from behind me, he unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. I grabbed his ass and pressed his cock tight into my ass cheeks. Zak again moaned then grasped me around the waist and chest. He kept grinding his cock between my ass cheeks. “Fuck, you feel so good, Zeek. I want to feel my cock inside you. Give you what we both want. “Yes, you know I want it. Charge me up, Zak. Please fuck me.” I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them aside. I was now naked with Zak’s cock pressed hard against my ass. His precum began to lube my hole as he continued to rub his hard cock between my cheeks. He kicked his jeans off. Our bodies were both naked. The touch of Zak’s skin against my body sent chills up my spine, and I could already feel the sweat forming between us. Zak held me tightly from behind with his arm across my chest, and with a firm grip caressed my ass cheeks and rubbed his hand across my hole. My ass tightened and puckered while my cock stiffened and throbbed. Zak kissed me on my mid back, then on my side, and raised my arm above my head to bury his tongue in my arm pit. He continued to lick my pit, lapping up the scent off my body. He moved in front of me then pressed his lips to mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I could taste my salty sweat on his lips and tongue. He spit in my mouth, and we continued to exchange saliva, while twisting our tongues together. With a firm grip on the back of my neck, we continued deep, erotic, French kissing for a few minutes. Then he hugged me and kissed my neck. He nibbled my ear lobe and buried his tongue in my ear while we ground our naked bodies against one another. Zak backed away from me, and snuck in one more kiss on my lips, then took me by the hand, our cocks both standing at attention and rock hard. He led me to the sofa where he first planted his seed in me the week before. He motioned to the couch, “Get on your knees, and spread those cheeks.” I eagerly obeyed. Zak knelt behind me and spread my cheeks wide with a firm grip. My puckered hole twitched with excitement, and he gave me one slap on the ass before burying his tongue into my ass. I arched my back and after continuous prodding and licking my hole opened up and his tongue slipped inside. He buried his tongue as deep as he could into my ass. The sensations sent chills through my body, and my hole begged to be filled by his cock. Zak gave one last grasp to my ass cheeks and a little massage. He stood up and then lounged back in a sitting position next to me on the sofa. His cock stood straight in the air. “Get your mouth on my cock and lube it up.” I shot onto the floor on my knees and slid the full length of his shaft down my throat. My tongue slid along his cock, and I began for work his dick in and out of my mouth. I continued to suck Zak’s cock, and it throbbed and pulsed in my mouth, spilling sweet precum down my throat. Zak grabbed the back on my head, shoving his cock deep down my throat. “Yeah, work that poz cock, swallow that charged precum.” He held his cock buried all the way in my mouth setting off my gag reflex, and making my eyes water. “Get up here and ride my cock. I want to see my meat slide all the way inside you.” I stood on the sofa, my legs straddling Zak’s, my pole standing straight up; balls dangling in front of his face. He tugged on my sack and engulfed both of my balls into his mouth. He sucked my balls, and licked them before grasping them with his hand and pulling them down to devour my cock down his throat. He sucked my rod for a few minutes, then said, “Sit on my poz cock, boy.” He spit in his hand, and as I lowered myself toward his hard shaft he smeared his spit onto my hole and lubed his cock with a few wet strokes. He directed the head of his meat toward my hole. His eyes were fixed on the head of his shaft as I squatted above his tool. I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. His PA ring and dick head pressed at my asshole, and with a quick thrust his cock head slipped inside. With a slow, steady motion my ass lips slid down the full length of his shaft. His hard cock was all the way inside me. Zak grabbed my hips and buried his cock even deeper in me. “FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!! Feel my poz rod in you. My PA is going to tear you up.” His cock stiffened in me, and his PA stretched my hole with each pulse of his meat. Zak cupped his hands onto my ass, and spread my cheeks wide open. I began to ride is pole all the way in and out of me with slow, steady motions. He groaned each time I took his cock all the way inside me. “Fuck, yes Zak!” The sensations were driving me wild. My cock was stiff and pulsing. Zak again grabbed my waist and began to shove me down onto his cock faster and harder, thrusting his hips each time to drive his death-stick all the way inside me. I could feel his PA further stretching and working my hole raw with each slam of his cock into my hole. It felt amazing. “Damn, Zeek, I can’t hold out much longer. You want my poz load?” “Fuck, yes. Breed me. Make me your poz pig.” My ass tightened around his shaft. “Oh, fuck, yes, here it comes. I’m going to poz you up, pig.” Zak thrust inside me. I felt his cock throb over and over again. As he filled my guts with his DNA, I stroked my cock, erupting cum onto his face, and beard. He opened his mouth. My cock continued to pulse, and I shot more of my jizz across his lips onto his tongue. While my cock still throbbed, I slowly worked the length of his shaft in and out of my ass. “Fuck, yes, Zeek, work my poz babies into you.” Blood tinged cum dripped from my ass with each plunge down his cock. Then I sat on his cock until I felt it stop throbbing inside me. I pulled his dick from my ass, and it slapped against his biohazard tattoo. His meat was covered with streaks of pink tinged cum. “Fuck, yes. Look at that, Zeek. Keep my virus in you. It definitely has access to your bloodstream.” Zak scooped up his blood streaked cum from his cock and put his fingers into my mouth. I licked and sucked them clean, swallowing every drop. Blood dripped from the edge of the bandage covering my freshly inked arm. It splattered onto Zak’s biohazard tattoo and cock. He ran his fingers down his shaft through my blood, across his lips and tongue. I kissed his mouth, tasting my blood on his lips. Still puffing and panting, “Fuck, Zeek. That was so hot. I love fucking my poz cum into your ass.” “I love feeling you shoot your toxic seed in me.” We need to change your bandage. Zak removed the wrapping from my arm and walked to his station for more bandages. I enjoyed looking at his naked body. It was such a turn on to me. He returned with more supplies and reapplied the bandage to my arm. We lie naked in each other’s arms on the sofa. “When can you get back down here to see me? We can continue your ink after a few weeks too. Let this heal a bit first.” “I definitely can get here in two weeks to continue my ink.” “How about we go on a date next weekend and an ink session two weeks from tonight same time?” “Sounds perfect to me.” “You know, you could possibly be ready for a biohazard tattoo in two weeks too.” I smiled, “Fuck yes.” My cock started to bone up at that thought, and I planted a slow, passionate kiss onto Zak’s lips. “Zeek, I want you to know something. I don’t want to just poz you. I like you, and not just a little. I like you a lot. I want you to be my boyfriend, my poz pig. What do you say?” “I’d like that a lot.” We continued to make out on the sofa. Our naked bodies pressed tightly together. Before we knew it both of our cocks were fully boned up again. We began to grind our bodies together. Zak kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “Zeek, I want to give you my DNA again. Make you my poz boy……….”

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Be advised that my stories often involve some element on nonconsensual sex by some of my characters. Regardless, my stories are 100% fiction/fantasy only. Any resemblance to persons or places are merely coincidental. How to Get Your Poz Cock into Lyle Cranston's Speedos A few year’s back, I was the janitor at the local high school in a school district where the only sex education the kids got was for abstinence. Well, this left the entire student body vulnerable to their own imaginations, learning whatever they could about sex from actual experience, or by doing some reading on the Internet or at the public library like I used to. The rate of pregnancies were up, and STD rates, too. Anyway, this lack of sex education made these students susceptible to perverts like me. One senior I was able to corrupt, Lyle, was the number one swimmer in the county. He was 18, had a compact and muscular body at 5’6”, blonde, chlorine-bleached hair, blue eyes, and an ass that filled out his light blue Speedos to perfection. All season, I’d catch him practicing at the pool in the early morning. Sometimes he’d linger in the locker room and shower area while I cleaned in there. He would do things for me, like acting as if he were checking his phone while bending over in his tight-fitting swimsuit. Did he know that he was getting my poz cock rock hard when he did that? So many times I’ve wanted to take my finger and press it against that stretched out blue lycra material; to press in, making a guess of where that boy’s hole was; feeling it, to hear him gasp or moan when I hit my mark. This show (offering?) went on all season. Instead of raping him right then and there, I’d ask him about things. How is school going? Are you going to prom? Stuff that allowed me to find out more about the kid. I found out that he was accepted at state university and will be living in the dorms in the fall. He got a swimming scholarship, too. He said that he and his girlfriend broke up in March, so he might go to prom stag, or not at all. He said that since he was leaving soon, it didn’t make sense to have a girlfriend here anyway. His parents were well-respected in town as ministers at one of the many churches here. I offered to answer any questions he had about sex if he wouldn’t tell anyone about it. He nodded, told me he was abstaining, but he had lots of questions. After that, he showed up at my janitor’s closet, always in his blue Speedo with questions for me. I’d close the door and he’d sit in my chair while he listed off questions about masterbation and was porn really evil. He never asked about condoms or STDs, but he did want to know how babies were made. I showed him diagrams and explained what sperm was and how it fertilizes the egg in a female, and so on. As he sat there with his legs spread, I was given full view of his taint and package just hidden beneath the blue lycra fabric of his Speedo. My perverted mind wanted more of this teen. I knew there had to be men online who would want to distract Lyle with poppers and a blowjob while I pressed my precum-dripping, cut cock head into the boy’s tight cherry hole. On the last week of school, I knew I had to get into that boy’s Speedos any way I could. And I enlisted the help of another barebacker I found online. His user name was Poz9In and he said he had ways of making sure I could get my raw cock inside a virgin’s butt, especially into a naive, under-sex educated Wildcat jock like Lyle. We arranged a time, graduation day. He agreed to the plan to help me stealth breed Lyle with a poz load. I told Lyle to meet me at my closet right after his morning swim, a good half hour before class. ________________ Poz9In was maybe around mid-50s, dark cropped hair and brown eyes. He arrived just before 7:30 a.m. He wore a track suit and his schlong was huge and evident down his right leg. With a scarred and stubbled face, he looked rough. He was not the hottest looking man. But I was immensely turned on from the contrast between the vision of a toughened older, experienced poz man making use of the body of a gorgeous, athletic teen. Lyle knocked on my closet door and I let him in. He was still wet from his swim. “Hi, Mr. Daines,” he said. “Hey Lyle. This is my friend, Dale, here. He wanted to meet the star swimming athlete for the Wildcats,” I stammered giving my Internet contact a fake name. I was a little nervous, but I was determined to fuck Lyle this morning. “Hey, Dale. Nice to meet you.” Lyle held his hand out in the cramped janitor’s closet and Poz9In took it and pulled Lyle to him. He used his other hand to grab Lyle’s cock and balls through the teen’s wet Speedo. Lyle barely had time to react when I got behind Lyle and pressed by uniformed bulge against his blue Speedoed bubble butt. “Hey! That’s my personal…” Lyle made a nervous swallow. “Yeah boy? Would you like to give your personal spot over to us men, or would you rather we take it?” Poz9In asked while the two of us, men older than his father, continued manhandling Lyle into submission. “I never…” Lyle stopped what he was saying and relented to Poz9In by closing his eyes and dropping his hands to his side. Poz9In worked Lyle’s dick to an erection while I took aim at my prized target: Lyle’s hole. “That’s it, kid. We’ll take good care of you, just relax,” Poz9In said. Now with Lyle’s submission, I finally got to press my finger in and feel for the boy’s hole. He let out a breath when I began rubbing it roughly through the smooth material. Fresh from the pool. Poz9in opened a new bottle of poppers and told the kid to breath in and hold his breath. Lyle did as he was instructed. I continued probing the covered hole while with my other hand, I reached around his waist. Poz9In moved my hand over to so I Lyle’s cock incased in the smooth, still damp lycra. He smelled deliciously of chlorine. “Good boy. Take another hit just like the first,” I heard Poz9In say. “Fuck yeah. You’re a hot one.” “I’ve been wanting this ass for four months!” I exclaimed. “Let’s do what we planned, but I want to keep these Speedos on him.” “Aahh, fuuuck!” Lyle was flying. “Nice! That’s a deal, mister,” Poz9In replied to me. “Let’s knock up this cute pollywog.” With that, Poz9in bent down and went to work sucking Lyle’s cock through the Speedos. A few moments later, he pushed the front of the swimsuit down. Then I saw Poz9In dive in and suck on the virgin’s swimmer’s exposed dick. “Aaah!” Lyle moaned in pleasure. With Poz9In’s help, I bent Lyle forward and spread his legs. Poz9In kept sucking Lyle’s dick like the pro he was, doing his damnedest to coax sweet semen out from a neg horny teen. I unzipped my pants and pushed them down to release my leaking cock. With my hard cock in hand, I rubbed the head of it on Lyle’s bubble butt. I relished the sight of his light blue swimsuit soiled with smudges of my precum. Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers as I pulled down the back of the Speedos to expose the tightest, pinkest hole I’ve ever seen. “Do it. Bareback that neg hole, man. He fucking wants it,” Poz9In encouraged. Realizing that Lyle doesn’t know what neg hole means, I stared at the pink hole in front of me and greased up my cock with lube and listened as Poz9In spoke. “This is the hottest piece of ass. Take it. Take that fine young, firm ass.” With that, I stood up and lined my drooling poz cock against Lyle’s hole. Hotter still, I could feel the kid’s ever-taunting blue Speedo tickling under my cock. I pumped some precum onto the ring of pink his hole and heard Lyle gasp as I pressed in. Lyle yelled as my cock head popped into him, and Poz9In used his hands to spread Lyle’s ass open for me. I fucked in more. As I did, I leaked more precum into Lyle as I thought about pozzing up a virgin, seeing him graduate tonight with my toxic load inside him, sending him off to college with HIV. Then, hopefully, more men will get to use this young butt. I was all the way in when Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers, about 6 full hits. “Breed that neg butt or I will!” I started to fuck Lyle’s hole, in and out. It got easier with my precum lubing the walls of his rectum. I wasn’t going to last long, though. Fucking Lyle full of my poz cum was a dream coming true. I started pistoning the tight swimmer’s hole imagining how my shaft must look penetrating that pink ring. His hole gripped my cock. I was urgent to impregnate my Lyle, star Wildcat swimmer. It was my absolute goal now was to poz Lyle up. “Fuck! I’m coming.” “Fucking do it! Fucking sperm up that clean hole.” Poz9In coached. “Aaaaagh!” I felt my shaft pulse and my cock slit open as hot poz sperm coated the walls of Lyle’s unprotected rectum. I was still shooting loads into Lyle’s hole when I started fucking him hard again. “Fuck!” Lyle yelled. “Fuuuuuck! Ah, I’m coming.” Poz9In went back to sucking Lyle’s dick. “Yeah, Lyle. Feed the nice man your load while I hammer mine into your butt” I said. Lyle didn’t say anything but convulsed as he orgasmed. I held him steady so that Poz9in could have what his profile said was his favorite part of sex: the taste of sweet, young neg sperm. “Fuckin’ A!” Poz9In said with his mouth full of hard teen dick and fresh sperm. When Lyle finished cumming, I put the poppers bottle under his nose again. Lyle took the hits as ordered. When Lyle was completely flying, I put the bottle down. With my eyes I looked down to Poz9In and I invited him to bareback this amazing hole. He stood up, stepped around Lyle, and started jacking his massive cock and told me to move out of the way. He got behind Lyle, who was still recovering from cumming, and he rubbed his big mushroom head against the boy’s now reddened entrance. He looked over and got the petroleum jelly and jacked his cock some more with it until it shined under the fluorescent lighting of the janitor’s closet. As Poz9In lodged his enormous highly experienced HVL poz cock into the teen’s no-longer-virgin hole, we heard Lyle say, “Ah! Fuck!” I watched as Poz9In pushed all the way into Lyle; his silver cock ring embedding red marks into the teen’s butt cheeks. Then he fucked Lyle’s ass hard. He clamped his large hand over Lyle’s mouth to keep him quiet while he fucked him so hard that they had to keep repositioning themselves around the closet. Amazingly, Lyle’s blue Speedos remained in place, pulled down just far enough to give us men access to his now fully fuckable butthole. At times I was able to get up close and I watched as Poz9In’s cock pulled out, his shaft covered in lube and poz sperm, and pushed all the way back into the boy’s hole, stretching out that beautiful pink ring, no longer hidden away from me behind light blue lycra. I started jacking off watching them. When Poz9In saw me, he repositioned Lyle again in front of me. Still lodged in Lyle’s ass, Poz9In pushed his head down and ordered him to suck my cock. Lyle eagerly sucked me until I was so turned on, I gripped onto his blonde hair started face-fucking the teen. An amazing perv achievement: Poz9In and I were fucking Lyle Cranston: The star swimmer for the Wildcats swim team and minister’s son was now taking raw poz cock at both ends in a janitor's closet. I unloaded in Lyle’s mouth with a sharp explosion and watched him swallow my load. At the same time, Poz9In announced that he was “knocking up the twink! Fuuuuuck! That’s right. Let us charge that hole, son! Take it deep in there.” He continued convulsing and cussing as more of his jizz flowed into naive Lyle’s neg hole. When he finished, he tussled Lyle’s now dry hair as he lewdly complimented the kid, and pulled out. Poz9In pulled up his track pants, nodded at me and left. Lyle was half in a daze as he pulled up his trunks and said that he had to get to class. “Thanks, Mr. Daines.” He left the janitor’s closet quickly with a towel around his waist. "Congrats! Have a good time tonight!" I called out. Good kid. Come fall, though, college physicals could reveal a surprise for young Lyle, and just before his first-ever actual sex education class.

Part 1 Yeah, I knew I was gay. I was only 18, and still in high school, but I had fooled around with a few guys. This was early 1990’s. My experiences had been quick and anonymous at the adult bookstore. The first couple times I just let a guy suck me in the video booths, but after several sessions I also found myself on my knees, blowing guys. I had gotten fucked exactly twice and both times it had hurt and both sessions were totally safe as both guys used a condom. I was, at that time, the total surfer twink, at 5’ 10” and 170 pounds, dark blonde hair and surfer tan. I was also totally not out. And still coming to terms with the fact that I not only liked guys, but that I was definitely more interested in the pleasing side of things versus sitting back and being pleased. But the bookstore was really hit and miss, and I was somewhat picky. My usual target was white guys in their late 30’s or 40’s. And that was really all I liked. Guys my age didn’t interest me really. So there I was, 18 and about to graduate high school and sneaking off to the adult bookstore when I just couldn’t take it anymore and either getting sucked or sucking guys. And I could still count my gay sex experiences with both hands at that point. My parents were divorced and I lived with my mom, who by then was either at work or at her boyfriends place. I had a lot of time to myself. We lived in a big apartment complex and I had to walk past a couple of buildings to get to our place from the parking lot. It was during one of those walks from the parking lot that spring of my senior year that I met Tom. I had kind of noticed him, even though he was pretty new to the complex. One, I had to walk past his patio and front door and two, Tom was hot. He was maybe 40 (turned out to be 44) and tall, 6’ 2”, but he was thin. I doubt he weighed more than me at 170. His hair was graying and cut very short. Our neighborhood was not gay Mecca, so I figured he was straight, probably some guy getting divorced. Anyways, I was waking up the path after getting off of my after school job and it was just getting dark. I knew my mom wouldn’t be home, but that was fine and I was used to making myself dinner. I saw him ahead of time on his patio so I wasn’t spooked, but I was surprised when he raised a hand and called out "Hey there, neighbor. I was standing here hoping a young strong guy would walk by." Slightly unsure how to respond I gave a light laugh, whereupon he continued "My name is Tom. I just moved in here a few weeks ago and I bought a new TV and need to move the old one upstairs but it’s really a two man job. Any chance I could talk you into giving me a hand?” Like I said, I already thought the guy was hot and, well, he was wearing a rather revealing a v neck t-shirt and gym shorts. Besides, it just seemed polite to help so I finally replied "Hi nice to meet you Tom. I’m Chris. I just live down the way, and yeah, I can help.” Smiling, he replied "Great, thanks. Come around the front door and I’ll let you in.” I walked in and my naive gaydar went off a little, but then I asked myself 'What do you know?' What was clear, however, is that the house was far from being slobbish. His furniture was tasteful and several cool, well-mounted, framed black and white photos hung on the walls. The TV of which Tom had spoken was prominently located in the living room, positioned on the floor. The new TV was in the prime position on Tom's entertainment center. “I really appreciate this. I just want to get it into my play... into the other bedroom, the first one at the top.” Most of the units in our development were the say layout, so I knew the room of which he was speaking was, in my house, my bedroom, so I knew what to expect. Tom led the way, hefting up his end of the TV, and I took-up my end, and we rather clumsily made our way up the staircase. As we began the turn into the bedroom doorway Tom grunted "Let's put it on the long desk up against the wall, ok?” It wasn’t til we set it down that I looked around and realized the purpose of the room, and why Tom had initially begun to use the word 'playroom' in identifying the room. Now, my experiences might have been slight, and I had certainly never been in a room built just for sex, but I was in one now. A bed on one wall, with the big desk which contained a TV, a DVD player, and a VCR on the opposing wall. The third wall was all mirror closets. And in the corner was something that took a naive 18 year old a second to figure out: a sling. In the most remote corner I couldn't help but notice a camcorder on a tripod. I think he noticed my shock and offered a light joke "Well, doesn’t everyone have a sex room?” He paused and then added more quietly, “Well, every gay man anyway.” He stared right at me when he said that. And while I was 95 percent sure before he said that, I knew now I was standing in Tom’s gay sex room. “Do you like it?” he asked. My heart was beating 1000 miles an hour when I replied "I like it a lot.” He looked at me a long time. “Chris right? Chris, how um, how old are you?” “I just turned 18 in January,” I replied. This was totally different than a two minute blowjob in the dark. This guy was my neighbor. “Chris, I’m not the only gay man in the room right now am I?" he asked quietly. I shook my head. "I was just gonna make sure the TV works right. Want to watch a video with me?” I again just nodded. “One thing though, one of the few rules of my room, clothes are definitely not allowed.” With that he stripped down. Holy shit. He was naked in front of me, and half hard. And his cock was amazing. I nervously stripped down. I was hard as a rock and tried to hide it. He patted the bed and motioned me to sit. “Don’t ever hide that from me here Chris. This is a place where we celebrate man sex.” He grabbed a remote and hit play and settled back onto the bed next to me. I couldn’t help staring at him and he seemed to want me to. I was so nervous still but could feel myself starting to lose control. The nerves were fading into want. I had never been in a guy's place before like this and had never had sex outside the bookstores, where it was all about rushing through as quickly as one could. Tom seemed in no hurry. As I watched him wrap his hand around his thick cock and slowly stroke himself, I thought 'Whatever happens will be fine and it’s nothing you haven’t done before at the bookstore'. I had no idea. I was 18. No one had shown me yet. Tom would. I just didn’t know it yet.

Just gave my load, oddly to a big 'ol bear... I had a hardon that wouldn't go away and this guy near me said he had a party going on. So I went over and there were 5 other guys. I realized a few minutes later they were camming their sex (I tried my best to keep my face off camera). They were all quite high and offered me my choice of T or G (I declined). I was about to take out my PA, but they said I should leave it in. I fucked the guy who invited me over, but just as I was about to cum he went to the bathroom to take a leak (I was probably hitting his bladder when I was fucking him). This big 'ol bear got on all 4s and said "fuck me", so I did. I tried not to cum, but just couldn't hold back. I then went back to fucking the host when he got back from the bathroom, but didn't fuck long enough to give a 2nd load.

I have wanted to try it all here in Iowa, but so far, only one time, while a guy was fucking me and he pissed in me. Want to try a lot more.

You're a hot fucking porn star. Hope the new scene goes well and ends up being really hot and popular with viewers. Can you say what site or studio it might be?

18yo: I like daddies Me: why? 18yo: they like my young bubble ass Me: I'm a bottom as you can see on my profile 18yo: so you don't want to fuck me? I need some money <sigh....>

"Greg's words were music to my ears and I actually felt my hole twitch in anticipation. 'Ready when you are, just tell me how you want me! Doggie is fine if I'm being spitroasted, but for 1 on 1, I need to be able to kiss and look at your handsome face, especially at the moment when you cum in me!' 'From what we've done so far, you bring a deep sense of intimacy to everything you do and that intimacy has been missing from my life for too long! Unless you have any objections, I want you on your back and you can put your legs on my shoulders or wrap them around my waist! Count on me kissing you and staring into your sexy face! I like to lick it and stick it and I can't wait to bury my face in your furry ass! With the amount of spit you produce, I'm sure you can get my cock wet enough that I won't need much lube!' 'My furry ass awaits!' Sliding down on the bed, we got into a modified 69 position, with Greg's mouth at my ass and my mouth at his magnificent cock. As if in perfect sync, Greg's tongue entered my ass at the same time as I took his cock into my mouth. The taste of Greg's cock, leaking salty precum and the feeling of his tongue were both wonderful and I could envision myself getting lost in him. Years of sucking cock had helped me to develop deepthroating skills. Beads of sweat had formed on Greg's thick, lush pubes and as my nose encountered them, I inhaled his musky scent. 'Damn, you got a tasty ass! I need to fuck!'

Sexy!!!

I miss chatting with my pervy buddies ?

Hi all. This is bbbugfkr....the guy who started this story. I logged on for the first time in awhile and found that someone has hijacked the storyline. I took a few days to think about my response. I didn't post this as a free-for-all. It's my creative work. I'm a little pissed that someone has disrespected my work like this. Not making a big deal. Sharing my feelings about it. Not interested in flames and excuses or apologies. Just reflection from someone who takes his creative work seriously....this is not cool. Peace ya'll. Be well.

The priest part just sent me over the edge. I was a fuck toy for my minister and the choir director from age 14-16. My mom didn't know a thing, just thought i enjoyed choir and bible study. Little did she know i was taking their loads 3 or 4 times a week!

"Reluctantly breaking the kiss, I gently rolled Greg off of me and stared into his smiling face and soulful eyes. 'While it's obvious I like eating ass, I love eating your ass! The responsiveness of your butt muscles, the sweetness of your butt juices are just 2 things that make your ass the best I've ever eaten and at the risk of repeating myself, because it's your ass, it's amazingly beautiful!' 'You didn't eat my ass, you made love to it with that magic mouth of yours! Our 10 minute kiss didn't prepare me for what your tongue is capable of doing! No man has ever made my ass feel the way you do and if my ass is responsive, it responded to you!' 'That dazzlingly handsome smile you have on your face is the same smile I first saw on your profile pic and it's what drew me to you in the first place!' 'As you can imagine, that pic was taken during happier times and until today, I had no reason to smile, but you put this smile on my face and if it's possible for a man's ass to smile, you did that too! Forgive me for being rude, but if I don't get to fuck you soon, I'm likely to explode!'

I am a handsome older man in my late 50's but easily pass for mid 40's. I am tall, 6'1 to be exact and lean with a nice cock that measures almost 8 inches and thick when I am fully aroused. I have a short trimmed beard and salt and pepper hair. I am truly versatile but as I get older the daddy thing seems to be what I am most in demand. I love to party and play but I have learned to keep it in check. Slamming meth is my favorite drug of choice and method, although I will smoke it as well. It was a nice warm day last Saturday and the temperature in the evening was lovely for a nice walk through the Gayborhood. Blocks and blocks of very cute men and boys. I wasn't really feeling overly horny but I wouldn't have turned down an offer. My ex BF had come over a few days before and I pounded his hot hole for hours after I slammed him with a .04 hit. I can never keep my hard on up even with caverject when I slam. As I was winding down my walk and heading back to my apartment I saw a colleague having a drink at one of the outside bars. I stopped to say hello and I was introduced to his friend who was very cute. I will call him Tom. He was taller than me about 6'4 and had a lean defined body with a long torso. His features were cute slightly nerdy with a huge smile. I glanced down at his feet which were encased in sandals and thought holy fuck he must be hung. I think he had size 13 shoe if not bigger. His hands were large too. We all engaged in shop talk about the latest drama when my friend excused himself to go to the toilet. I asked Tom the usual questions about what he did etc and right before my friend arrived he wispered into my ear, "what are you doing later'? I want to fuck you. I was shocked to say the least. From my vantage point he had bottom screaming all over him. He asked me for my number and my friend shot me a glance with a wink and a smile. They had to go to a party so we parted and I didn't think much more. Seconds later I received a message that said, " I will be done my 11pm send me your address and I will be there. Made sure you are nice and clean, I like to fuck long and hard!" well my cock sprang into almost full mast as I was walking home. I had two hours to get ready so I hit the pipe a little to calm my nerves and hit the shower to do a proper douche and clean out. I was ready when he rang the buzzer at exactly 11pm. He arrived all bubbly and a little buzzed from alcohol. He kissed me deeply with tongue and I started to gasp for air and get rock hard he was HOT. We went into the bedroom and the lighting was perfect as we began to undress in a room lit with soft blue and red lighting. He turned around when he dropped his pants and reveled an ass so hot and round I knew my tongue would be spending time deep in his hot hole. He had very little body hair and a nice mix of natural build and muscle. Then he turned around and I almost said something in shock, he was at least 9 inches soft and thick and it was growing. He came over to me and said don't worry I will go slow at first, but then.. and he just smirked at me. We lied down in the med and I asked him if porn was desired and he said maybe later. I was on top of him and we made out as he grew to a huge size under my belly. 11 inches wouldn't have been and underestimate. I grabbed his cock and started to milk it and put the head in my mouth. Now I have been sucking cock since I was 11 years old and I have had some big cock in my life but I could only get about half of it into my mouth. But that half was so fucking hot. the head and shaft were equal in size but got thicker as it went to the base. I could not close my thumb and index finger around the base of his cock it was that thick. Tom aske for lube and I had it next to the bed. He had me turn sideways so he could play with my hole while I tried to suck his cock. He had two fingers deep in my hole when he said I think that will do. The discussion of PNP had not come up in large part because he was a friend of a work buddy and I don't mix the two. As I lowered myself onto his massive shaft I could feel my hole stretching beyond it's normal size at least at first. I can take a big 13 inch dildo up my fuck hole if I slam and turn into a pig but I was pretty sober except for the few hits off the pipe. He asked me if I had poppers and I said yes top drawer. Without thinking he opened the drawer and I forge I had left my mini bong in the drawer. Of course he grabbed it and said, " Oh my what have we hear". I turned red and he knew I was feeling caught. He grabbed the torch and lit it up and took in a huge hit which he then motioned for me to come close to shot gun with him. It turned both of us on with a little edge. He looked at me and said you are holding out on me you little bad boy. He handed me the bong and said, "Go for it while you ride my cock and I'll tell you when to stop." I took several deep hits and blew them into his mouth each time. I was now totally impaled on his cock and surprised how fucking amazing if felt deep in my man hole. It definitely went through the second sphincter with more than just the head. He looked at me with a control in his voice that told me he was in command and said, "ride it." I rode up and down a few times and was now moaning like a bitch in heat. He pulled me down on his cock and said stop. He then looked in my drawer to see what else was in there and I had totally forgotten about the rig that my ex BF had done for me a couple of days ago. I was actually only going to do half as it was much stronger than I usually do at one hit. I tried to grab it before he got it and he slapped my hand. I am the boss here got it. He pulled the rig out and said, " Holy fuck you are a slammer". I knew he was no stranger to PNP. He looked at me and with an evil grin said. " bet the boys at work don't know about your little habits." And I said no and we will keep it that way. Maybe he said, and smacked my ass firmly. He said I want you to slam yourself while you are riding my cock. I want to see what happens to you. I want you to be my hot nasty daddy whore. I was really excited now as I was going to just fuck myself that night with a dildo and I had this huge cock in my ass. I said. "I am only going to do half because it's strong." He took my arm and said, "No you will do it all or I will do it for you." I was shaking with anticipation I had always fantasized about a hot young top boy looking guy being in charge and he seemed to be a natural. I had to dismount to get the the tourniquet and alcohol. He looked down from the edge of my bed and saw a blue bag just at the edge and before I could get to it he had it out and unzipped the top. I was truly busted. All my toys and leather were kept there. Mostly used on the boys I topped but my ex BF had used them on me as well. He said," well well it must be my birthday". He took out my collar and said in a deep commanding voice kneel. I did as I was told. He put the collar on and took out my leather hardness and put in on himself. He looked fucking HOT. He put on my leather wrist and ankle restraints and found dildos in various sizes including a fat double header that was 18 inches. He attached the leash to my collar and said, "you are now my bitch boy for the night, understand?" I said, Yes Sir. He smiled.. he laid back on the bed and motioned for me to mount his cock. He handed me the rig and said, 'Show time big daddy, become my slammed out pig boy. I tied off and found my favorite vein and inserted the needle. Pulled back to show a deep flash and looked him straight in the eyes and took a deep breath and pushed in the plunger quickly. I felt the rush start to go up my arm and I pulled out the needle and through it in the drawer. I felt the most intense rush I had ever felt while slamming. I coughed and gasped as I felt my chest fill and then my asshole swirl with heat. Oh my fucking god. I yelled.. I am a fucking whore ... rape my fucking man pussy. I started to ride him with an intensity that was epic. He started slapping my ass and saying that's it boy ride that fucking 12 inch boy cock. I can fuck all night long and I am FULL of cum. In a movement that left me a little dizzy he put his arms around me and pushed me onto my back and now was on top of me. He looked me in the eye and said, "ready or not" and he fucked me harder than I have ever been fucked before. All the way out and and plunge back in. It hurt so good I could hardly breath. I just kept saying fuck me fuck me.. " Tell me what you want bitch". I want your cum Sir, breed me. I am poz boy, I said I don't care breed me please. After what seemed like a few minutes he began to breath faster and let out of yell that he was cumming. I could feel the spirts of cum hitting my inner hole. After he caught his breath he began to pull out and I love to suck a cock clean that has fucked me and he looked at me and said. "yes?" and he grabbed the leash and pulled me onto his cock and I gobbled it up. He reached down and pulled out one of my dildos and shoved it into my freshly fucked hole. Fuck yourself was his command. That was no problem I was flying so fucking high I had no problem abusing my hole. Being an exhibitionist is no problem. He turned on my computer and opened my browser which reveled all the bookmarked porn that my BF had saved from our last visit. Of course he's mostly a bottom and is into black men and gang bangs. He opened them up and said. "hmm we are a surprise that just keeps on giving." He asked me if I had more T and I said only what's in that little tin. He said well this won't do and took his phone and began to call someone. I could only hear his response which included my neighborhood and that a teener would do. He then gave me address and said see you soon. He kicked back with the bong and watched me fuck myself. He was leaning on the headboard of my bed facing me and I was facing him with my hole showing. He did something that totally sent me flying. He took his foot and told me to move my hands and used the heel of his foot to push the dildo into me. I was now out of control with hunger in my hole. He grabbed hold of the leash and held me close and he foot fucked the dildo into me. He would stop every now and then until I begged him to fuck me. After about 15 minutes the door to my bedroom opened and it was his dealer. Tall blond boy in his late 20's lean a little scruffy looking. Behind him was a hot little latino boy of maybe 22. Shorter and muscular with a sweet looking face. There I was on my bed tiger than a kite being dildo fucked by this hot young guy in front of total strangers. A dream come true. Tom took his foot away and said, "keep going". I had no problem doing what I was told. The tall blond and Tom did their exchange and I caught the eye of the latino boy who was now rubbing his crotch. Without any hesitation he just unzipped his pants revealing a fat 8 inches of latino cock. The other two didn't seem phased as they continued their business. Tom asked if I had extra points and I said yes. He noticed the latino boy stroking and he looked at him and said, "have at him. he's my whore so do what you want." This shy looking boy walked over and took the bong and torch and lit it up and took a huge hit. Came over and shot gunned me. He took his cock and pulled my hair back and said, 'suck me faggot'. My once limp dick started to stir and he noticed that. " I knew it, he said. you daddies can be used with the right direction. I took his cock all the way to the base as he pumped it in and out of my mouth. He pulled it out of my mouth and pulled off his shirt revealing a chiseled chest that said he spent a lot of time in the gym. He was out of his clothes in seconds and was between my legs in seconds. "pull out that toy bitch, you're going to have a real mans dick in you." The dildo was covered in cum which me made me clean off. Good pig boy. "Now get ready I am going to rape your fucking pussy". And he grabbed my legs and pushed them back and rammed his entire cock into me in one move. I let out a scream and he said, " shut the fuck up before I beat your ass." He pounded me so hard I thought I was going to be bruised. But I was loving every inch. I let him know how much I loved his cock in me. That put him over the edge and he blew a huge load in me. He pulled out and shoved it into my mouth. I hadn't noticed that the blond deal was now naked and hard. 9.5 .. where the fuck did this hung young boys come from. Did I mention Tom was only 22?? Mark was the dealer and he got in between my legs and put the head of his cock at my hole. I started to push in on it and he smacked my ass pretty hard. No he said. I am not ready. He then took a tourniquet and tied off his arm and I knew I was in for some intense fucking. He hit himself with pinpoint accuracy that told me he's been around this for some time. When he began to rush he yell out, " fuck you whore and slammed into me with a force that almost pushed me off the bed. The other two each grabbed a leg to hold back. and Mark began a verbal assault that was so fucking HOT. He informed me that Tom had traded my ass for T and he planned to get his moneys worth. That is a another fantasy that was on my bucket list. I went crazy mumbling to use my fucking hole anyway they wanted. Within a few minutes Mark began to yell that he was going to breed my man cunt and blasted my inside with chem cum. My fucking favorite. I saw Tom return to between my legs and I thought I was going to lose it when I saw him tie off and prep for a slam. "you have never been used like you are about to be used my hot friend." With that he slammed himself and his cock actually looked thicket. He plunged deep into my hole with a force that was intense and was now babbling about raping my old man ass all night long. He said, I might get more cock to rape you. He had put a shard of T in his piss slit and it was not melting in me and I felt it. I started to moan more intensely and said Yes Sir please make me your fucking whore. The other two where standing over me and alternating with shoving their cocks into my mouth. Tom continued his assault on my hole which seemed to go on for over 10 minutes. He blasted another big load and it was time for the latino to use his rig. How on earth could he be more nasty I was about to find out. When he rushed he slammed his cock into me and fucked me while spewing verbal insults that he was straight and love fucking faggot ass. Alternating with firm slaps on my ass. I was moaning out of control and the 3 of them just kept taking turns without coming for over an hour. When they were tired and needed break they found the hooked which I had hidden at the base of a picture frame. They took the picture down and tied my legs back with me on my back. My arm was tied off and I was given another slam of amounts I don't know. As I started to rush I was yelling please fucking use me. I was almost losing consciousness . My largest dildo was inserted and I was told to fuck myself while they watched me abuse my hole. I was lost in the fucking of my hole when I heard the door open and in walked a beautiful 6.5 buff African-American man who was in his early 40's. And HOT. He came close to me and said, "You like being used by these boys?" Oh fuck yes Sir... well let's see what a man can do. With that he was naked in a few seconds and stroking a huge fat 12 inch cock. He wasted no time and pulled the dildo out and pushed into me with a slow steady force. He was massively thick. Beg for it whore. I obeyed with earnest as he gave my ass a few good slaps. And then started a fucking that I have never known possible with all the nasty verbal abuse I love. I have only had a few black cocks in my life but this one was more like being fisted. He came so hard it was dripping out of my hole. But he didn't stop. He looked at me and said, "One down two to go and I don't stop in between." the raping of my hole lasted another 45 minutes and with the last blast of cum he pulled out and shove his cock into my mouth to clean it off. He slapped my ass and said, One of the best I have fucked in a long time". Everyone but Tom was getting dressed to leave and there was my hole all puffed out and swollen and oozing with cum. No one would give me a toy or play with my hole. It needed time to rest. Tom came over after letting everyone out of my apartment and released my legs from the hooks and lowered them. He laid next to me and said, "that was fucking awesome". Let me show you something. He pulled up his phone and started to play the video of me being slammed and fucked by all those men. Tom said, You know I've always wanted a hot handsome sugar daddy." I don't think you want these videos in the hands of your colleagues. I got so fucking horned up at the thought of him blackmailing me I begged him to use my hole. I wanted to eat his ass too. I played along feeding his ego and letting him think he was in total control. He continued to use my hole with dildos and found my paddle and riding crop. He pulled me over his knee and inserted a big buttplug and began to paddle my ass. My cock was getting hard at this point. I loving the assault on my ass. He was claiming his dominance and ownership over me and I loved it. during this verbal assault and abuse of my ass the door opened and it was my ex BF. He loves walking in and catching me having sex and will usually join in. It's the few times he's a top. This time he was beyond shocked at what he saw. He stood there with his jaw open. Where there is sex and drugs you'll find my ex. He was naked and rigging up before I could say I word. He told Tom he'd never seen me this submissive and it was a huge turn on. he's got a nice thick 7 inch cock and he loved seeing me so submissive. He slammed and pulled the buttplug out and slammed into me with a huge thrust. My turn to make you my bitch and fucked me so hard while slapping my ass. It was really hot. He shot his load and looked at Tom and I knew he wanted his cock. He laid on the bed on his back and spread his legs and said, "FUCK US BOTH"... Time alternated between the two of us and I motion to Tom to give my ex the fuck of his life. So he began a pound that made sure my neighbors knew we were having sex. I knew the little twink Tom thought he had be by the short hairs. One he had fucked my ex like a little bitch he pulled out and I sucked his cock off and then got own and ate my ex's ass. Tom started to boost that he now owned my ass. My ex looked over at me and I gave him the look that only lovers of many years could understand. So my ex played him a bit. And Tom showed him the video.. My ex said, "oh I have to show you what I have." And he hopped of the bed and grabbed his bag and pulled out a revolver. he's an ex cop and can turn into a crazy motherfucker in a heartbeat. He was on Tom with the gun to his head before Tom could breath. He said, " Only I own his ass motherfucker". But lets have some fun with you. My ex started to play with his hole and he yelled out I am a top. My ex said, You aren't anymore. There was an extra rig that was meant for me. I couldn't fuck anything so my ex put on my dildo harness and pulled out the 12in dildo. Tom started to cry. I said it won't hurt that badly. I began to remove all my restraints and place them on Tom. We tied his legs back and took his phone and I deleted all the video and started. one of our own. I ordered him to slam himself and he forgot they made it extra strong for what they planned was a day of whoring me out. When it his I started to finger his hole. he was clean so no problem there. I have lube with T mixed in which I used causing his ass to burn. Tom had lined up two hot nasty boys to fuck me but my ex broke him open with the dildo and he was begging him to stop. After a few good strokes the slam took over and Tom was turning into our little bitch. Timing being perfect the nasty hung boys turned up and we let them take over. It's going to be the first of many nights that Tom's ass will be mine. Of course I will allow him to use my hole under supervision. Nothing like a gun to your head to make you do what you are told.

I've seen videos where you see the top from behind and the prostate pumping the load. But this one is the best one. Minute 1:24 on https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/fuckeg-by-black-ttbm-32411622

I'm glad you pigs seemed to enjoy my other posting. Here's another: Travel Diary – (second Boston trip) I was back in Boston for a long weekend and wanted to connect again with S. The last time we hooked up was hot and my ass was itching for some abuse. I couldn't find his phone number, so I tried e-mailing him. I got a little nervous when I didn't hear back from him right away. I thought we had a good time and that he would want to hook up again. Friday night came and went and I hadn't heard from him. I was horny as hell and I was determined to scratch that "itch". I posted an ad on a local message board looking for other pigs to play with on Saturday night. I had to run some errands and forgot to check my e-mails when I got back to hotel room. I decided I needed to give my asshole some immediate attention. I had already cleaned out, so I was ready to go to town. I had brought my old reliable "Jumbo Jack" with me and after lubing it up and a few tokes on a joint and a couple of huffs of poppers - I was fucking myself silly. Slowly at first, then with a wanton intensity, I rammed the dildo in and out of my shit hole. I couldn't hold back and shot my load all over my belly. I left the dildo snug in my happy man pussy and scooped up the jism and made a late lunch of it. I remembered that I hadn't checked my e-mails and made my way over to the computer, still holding the dildo up my ass. I sat in the chair so I could keep my rubber toy deep in my bowels and logged on. I was very happy to discover that S. had responded to my e-mail. He had just gotten back into town himself and would love to get piggy with me tonight. I called him immediately and told him what I was up to. He was exciting to hear from me -- he was just cleaning out in anticipation of us hooking up. He needed an hour or so more to do a couple of things, but I should come over whenever I wanted. I told him that I'd be over there in about a half hour or so and hung up. I cleaned up, slipped my dick and balls into a couple of rubber cock rings and packed a small bag with my toys, popper and lube and threw on some clothes (knowing that they would soon come off). It was a beautiful day in Boston, so I decided to walk. There's nothing more exciting than walking around `commando style' in a pair of old jeans, sporting a hard-on. You don't need gaydar to figure things out. I got lots of knowing smiles and a very filthy offer to spend an afternoon with a very handsome older man. I got to S. apartment and he buzzed me in. I had forgotten that it was a walkup. S. had the good grace to greet me at the door in an open short robe and he was happy to see me. I grabbed his thick cock and he led me in. S. told me that his roommates were away for the weekend, so I should make myself comfortable in the living room. He had spread out an old quilt and laid out his large collection of toys, lubes and stash. "Mo' Betta Butt" was playing on the TV. I quickly stripped and we fell onto the quilt, quickly clamping down on each others dripping dicks. S. soon slipped his fingers into my still lubed ass hole. He got up and suggested that we smoke a little T before we got to the main event. He heated up the glass dick and we passed the pipe as we stroked each other. S. asked me if I had to leave at any specific time and I told him that I didn't have to be anywhere until Sunday evening. He seemed satisfied with that answer and asked if I wanted to get into some role-playing. I told him I was up for just about anything and took another deep lungful of T. He got up and told me that he was going go out for a little while and I should continue to play with myself. When he came back, I should answer the door with little to nothing on and he was going to be my dealer looking for payment. I reminded him that I wasn't into any `serious S & M' stuff. He told me not to worry. He told me he was going to get things together for this evening and that I should make myself comfortable. I took his advice and attached my nipple clamps, lubed up his Rambone dildo and started to fuck myself. I settle into the video on the screen and watch Johnny Ryder sit on that enormous fire hydrant of a dildo. I grab a bottle of poppers and take a deep hit and watch the precum ooze out of my dick head as I slide the dildo through my "second ring". I slow down and inch closer to the base of the dildo, tugging occasionally to the chain connected to my nipples. I've gotten a good 13" or 14" of that bad boy deep inside me when I heard S. go out of his apartment. I barely noticed as I was otherwise occupied. I pull the whole thing out and my dick spurts love juice all over the place. I lube up the dildo again and send it back on its mission -- getting to the base. Slowly, ever so slowly, I swallow the whole thing. I lay there still, my whole colon and cock are pulsing as one, and devouring the dildo I was impaled on. S. has left a joint in an ashtray and I lit it up, inhaled the smoke and felt my asshole relax. I began to gently turn the dildo around in my asshole and sent waves of pleasure washing over me. I was startled from my bliss by a loud banging on the front door. I try to sit up and my asshole clamped down tight on the dildo. "Just a second," I said, fumbling to pull the dildo from it's happy home. I grabbed the robe S. was wearing and threw it on, haphazardly knotting it around my waist. My dick, still seeping sperm, peeked out from the hem. Lube and my ass juices seeped down my thigh. My throat was dry from smoking and I was slightly fucked up. My voice cracked as I stumbled to the door. "Who is it," I asked? "It's fucking Tyshaw, motherfucker. Where's my money!!!" The voice sounded like S. but didn't. "Hold on a second," I say, as I fumbled with the unfamiliar locks. I opened the door and am greeted by S. in a black leather biker's jacket, his black leather chaps over his button fly jeans and a full visor helmet. I felt my ass kunt open wide to let him in. S. pushed me partially back into the apartment with a forceful shove of his black leather gloved hand. "Ok, Pussyboi where's my fucking money?" S. (as Tyshawn) growled. "I don't know what you mean," I stammered, momentarily confused. "Oh, I see, we're going play that game. You pussybois are all the same. It's always Tyshawn, I need to score some T, it's the weekend, I'll pay you on Monday or Ty, please front me man, you know I'm good for it." I started to giggle, once I caught on to what was going on. S. grabbed me by the throat. "You think it’s funny pussyboi. I don't." I was surprised - his grip was forceful but not overly so. I jumped back and my robe opened revealing my clamped nipples and rock hard dick. "So, pussyboi was playing when I came over." S. tugged the chain of the nipple clamps. "Oh, we can play. Suck my big fat black dick, pussyboi, suck it real good!!!" I was half in, half out of his apartment, the door was wide open. But I didn't live there, so what the fuck. I got down on my knees and began to undo the buttons of his fly. "Ty, you know, I'm good for it. I promise I'll pay you soon," I said as I fondled his cum heavy balls and dick. I hesitated for a second to breathe in their heady scent then began to suck his cock head. "I know you're good for it baby," S. cooed. He then grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck my face in earnest. "Suck that dick. Take it all, you pussy!!!" He grabbed the chain attached to my nipples and gave it a strong tug. I started to gag and tears welled up in my eyes. But I bravely soldiered on. "That's it you little punk. Take it like a man." S. slowed down and wiped the tears away with his gloved hand. He helped me to my feet and roughly handled my body; squeezing my dripping cock and fingering my slimy hole. He then lewdly licked his gloves S. pushed me all the way into the apartment and closed the door. S. removed his helmet and took off his jacket, revealing his bare chest with alligator clamps chewing on his large delicious nipples. He quick-marched me into the living room. "I see you were playing with your cunt, pussyboi. Good thing I came around so you can party with a man," S. says as he pushes me to the floor. "Get on all fours and show me your slick pussy." He didn't have to ask me twice. I had my ass in the air in a heartbeat, quickly grabbing the nearby poppers. "Please Ty, please, I could barely take your huge cock in my mouth. I don't think I could take it up my ass," I huskily moaned as I wiggled my ass in his face. "Don't worry pussyboi, I'll help you", S. said as he got down on the quilt, fingering my happy hole. S. picked up a large dildo, about 3" in diameter and about 12" long. He started to grease that monster up but he put it down. S. reached for his glass pipe, refilled it and heated the bowl. He drew the white smoke deep into his lungs, then leaned down and clamped his lips over mine. I greedily sucked in the smoke and his tongue. "Open that fucking hole, you fucking pussyboi," S. hissed through gritted teeth. The bulbous head, at first, could not find an opening and skated around my slippery hole. Suddenly, with a deft turn of the wrist, S. got the head of the dildo into my aching shit hole. The pain was intense but not unbearable. Two quick deep hits of poppers and I held my breathe. I could feel the warm tingle flush down my body and my ass accepted the gift. "Ok yeah, pussyboi, take it, take it. You're a fucking pussyboi, yes you are, oh yeah you love it, you love it," S. crooned as he slid the giant toy into my love canal. I could feel my animal brain take over as I started to fuck myself on the huge fuck tool. "Yes, yes, Ty. I'm your pussyboi. Open my ass. Open it," I groaned as S. also started milking my cock. S. continued his assault on my innards for a while. I lost all sense of time. I was thinking with my ass. I had the popper bottle nearly shoved up my nose and had to remember to take it out to breath fresh air. I was moaning and shaking with delight. S. slowly pulled the mega phallus out of my ass with a loud plop. My ass remained open, trembling like a baby looking for its bottle. "You're ready for a man's dick now, pussyboi. A real black man's cock stuck way up you fucking punk ass," S. yelled as he slammed his rock hard cock deep into my bowels. Again and again, he slammed into me. I nearly fell over. S. slapped my ass hard with his gloved hand. "Steady, steady, pussyboi. Don't make me angry," he purred as we got into a fuck rhythm. Without missing a beat, S. reached for his cell phone and `called' someone. "Hey it's Ty, you know that pussyboi I told you about. Yeah him. We're having a little party right now. Yeah, yeah I'm fucking the shit out of this punk but he needs more dick up his ass to show him what a pussyboi is good for," S. said into the phone as he continued to ram way. He gave the guy the address and hung up. "Yeah pussyboi, one of my boys is coming over here. We're going to get to the point and have a real party in your ass tonight," S. said as he picked up the joint I was smoking earlier. He lit it and smoked away and continues to fuck my brains out. Somewhere in the corner of my brain I wondered if S. had actually called someone. But the rest of my mind was occupied. S. was close to cumming and put down his joint and grabbed my ass with both hands. His eruption flooded my colon and I could feel S. spasm as he shot his seed deep within me. I tried as best as I could to bite back on his dick with my man pussy. "That's it. That's it baby, chew on that dick with your pussy. Oh yeah, pussyboi, make me proud, take my cum take it all you punk," S. cried as he collapsed on top of me. We were quiet for the moment, stuck together, with sweat and sperm. I could feel his heart beat wildly against my back. S. let his dick slip from my ass and he lay down on the quilt. (to be continued ...)

Part 3 I arrived at the motel that Poz9in had booked for us at 5 p.m. on Christmas Eve. Lyle said that he'd come to town early to meet up with us for another double fuck session before visiting his family on Christmas morning. But as our plans detailed, Lyle would be getting blindfolded so that we could watch his perfect ass get stuffed by two ugly men whom he has never met. Poz9in told me that he had already paid for two old top trolls that he had met at a sleazy bar ready to pump their toxic loads into our naive, 18-year-old jock. "Don't worry," Poz9in said to me. "The kid's a natural sub and will take raw cock even if he catches on to our trick. But these guys are going to fucking lose it when they see Lyle's smooth, fit body and that fine butt. I'm sure that they haven't scored prime neg teen jock ass in decades. They've been instructed to get their seed inside Lyle's butthole if they want to get paid, and they agreed." Poz9in's large cock was fully engorged and strained against the right leg of his jeans as he spoke. "After these guys are done with him, we'll let ourselves out. These guys, Ed and Roger, will be here soon. We'll each pick one to be our proxy fuckers. When Lyle arrives, they'll wait in their cars until I signal for them to enter the motel room." "That's fucking wicked, and hot!" I said. "I can't wait to see these guys!" ---------------- Lyle looked more gorgeous than ever. His blond hair was shorter now and parted neatly on the side. He'd been working out more. He had six pack abs and more muscular arms, chest and legs. He told us that he wanted to bulk up a bit. I wanted to tear off his tight t-shirt and khakis and go to town on him right then and there, but Poz9in held up the blindfold and told Lyle that he'd have to strip down, get on the bed on his knees and elbows and we'd get started. As Poz9in secured the blindfold on him, Lyle was a vision in only his white socks on all fours on the bed spread. I could see his once tight hole just barely between his muscled buttocks. Poz9in had fucked him a lot over the summer, plus Thanksgiving, but his hole had recovered since then and was the same pink color I remembered from graduation day. I was in charge of the lube. I wanted Lyle's hole prepped with cum, so I collected my cum loads for five days. I used an oil based lube to jack off into a turkey baster, some of that lube was added to my cum mix before going into the freezer. I got my thawed mix from the bathroom and approached Lyle's puffy pink hole. I took his balls in my left hand to steady the boy and inserted the tip of the baster just inside Lyle's ring and squeezed. I watched as my cum emptied into his firm ass—just enough loads and enough oil-based lube to break down any rubber that might be used by our imposters or requested by Lyle. "Good boy," I said to Lyle and slapped his butt. Through the window, Poz9in signaled to his rented poz tops to come into the motel room. In half a minute, the room door opened and the night of breeding more dirty loads into Lyle Cranston's hole began. Then men were old and looked wasted from years of HIV exposure. When they entered, they were both wearing black leather gear and I was delighted to see that Roger sported not just a scorpion tattoo on his chest, but also a biohazard one on his right thigh. He looked like he was in his 60s or 70s with gray hair on his chest and back. He also wore a police officer style leather cap with a chain across the base of the bill. He wore leather chaps with a smooth, shiny black cod piece that he unsnapped while reaching for Lyle's vulnerable ass. He had been instructed not to make any vocal noise, as Poz9in and I were supposed to provide our voices for our trick to work. Roger mouthed silently to me, "Damn!" I nodded, encouraging Roger to go ahead and take the young jock's hole. "Can't wait to get my cock back inside this hole," I said as Roger removed the cod piece entirely to reveal a large, rock hard tool with a massive mushroom head that he lined up against Lyle's pink hole and pushed in hard. "Ow!" Lyle let out, but Roger was determined to get inside the boy fast and hard. Poz9in got the poppers under Lyle's nose, and said, "Take a big sniff." Roger wasn't going to slow down, we could tell, so Poz9in kept poppering Lyle until he was flying, and letting Roger fully invade his hole. Roger was fully inside Lyle's butt but trying to push deeper. He grunted in his attempts to get deep inside. "There it is," he said against our instructions. "Gonna pop that second ring!" He pistoned into the boy hard. "Yes! Fuck that hole is nice!" Ed watching his buddy thrust into a boy young enough to be his grandson started to urge Roger on. "Yeah, buddy! Knock that young hole up." Even poppered up, Lyle realized that the men using him were not Mr. Daines and his hung friend Dale. "What?" "It's fine, Lyle," I said. "I'm here. Let these men have your beautiful butt." Still blindfolded, Lyle felt around for the poppers. Poz9in held the brown bottle under the boy's nose as Roger long-dicked him. "Damn, Roger. You trying to split the kid in two?" Ed remarked. Roger kept up the assault on Lyle. "Ah! I am trying to poz this kid up once and for all. I'm roughing up this boy, Ed, but it's your P.A. that will wreck this sweet hole." Poz9in had a sinister grin. "Fucking load him up, Roger." I looked over to Ed, a bouncer-type, mid-60s hairy man, and saw that he was jacking an enormous pierced cock. Metal studs and a large gauge P.A. were going to wreak havoc on Lyle's perfect hole. Poz9in told Ed to come up and take a seat on the bed under Lyle's face. "Lyle, put the nice man's cock in your mouth." I watched Lyle comply as Ed's pierced cock was pushed into his mouth. "Feel all that metal, boy? That's going up your butt as soon as my buddy shoots his poz jizz up there. We're gonna charge up that nice college boy jock ass of yours." "Fuck yeah, we are!" Roger confirmed. I watched in awe as these emancipated old men used my beautiful blond swim champ's body for their virus's next breeding ground. Ed grabbed Lyle by the hair and pushed his cock, and P.A., all the way into his throat. Lyle squirmed a little from not being able to breath, he gagged and drooled, but took it like good sport. From Lyle's butt side, Roger announced, "I'm close. I'm going all the way in! Aaaaaaah! Fuck! Take that toxic sperm load, you fucking dumb jock!" He unloaded deep inside Lyle for about a minute. I started to cum from jacking and watching and told Roger to pull back so I could shoot my own poz load onto his cock. I mostly dumped my sperm onto Lyle's ass crack, where it pooled nicely at his opened hole. Roger punched my load into Lyle with his cockhead. Ed pulled his cock out of Lyle's mouth and got up from the bed. But Poz9in was cumming now and Ed told him to unload onto his death tool. His white sperm coated Ed's pierced cock and Roger pulled out of Lyle so that Ed could move in on Lyle's hole. Ed shoved his pierced cock into Lyle's boyhole and we had to take off the blindfold in order to use it instead as a gag to keep the boy from disturbing other motel guests. Lyle was trying to say something but Poz9in gave him more hits on the brown bottle. After he took four hits, he opened up to Ed's invading cock. "Take that pierced cock, boy," Ed taunted as he fucked Lyle. "It sure likes being up your sweet hole." As I watched the large man's cock tear into my boy, I saw that Lyle's hole was now red and frothy with our collective churned cum loads. "Do it, Ed," I urged the rough top. "Fucking poz our champion swimmer for good." Ed took my words to heart and rammed his pierced cock repeatedly into Lyle's rectum for ten minutes. Lyle whimpered, but I was still not convinced that he understood our poz talk and that we were actively trying to give him HIV. "I'm gonna shoot!" Ed announced to the room. "Do it. Load him up!" Roger encouraged. Poz9in removed the gag from Lyle's mouth. "Please shoot it!" Lyle moaned. "Tell us what you want shot, Lyle." I commanded. "Please, I need more cum in there." Lyle said. Ed pulled out and pressed his piss slit against Lyle's now gaping red hole and flooded it with the old man's sperm, pump after pump. Ed then pushed his load into the boy's hole with his finger. "Please it burns! I need it deeper," Lyle demanded. Still rock hard, Ed shoved his cock into Lyle to push his load in further and we heard the boy sigh. He fucked Lyle fast and hard as we all cheered him on. "Want that load to take!" Ed said. "I want to fucking bruise up every last swimming sperm in there with my lethal dick." We watched Ed finish fucking Lyle and Poz9in got his wallet and paid the two each with cash. "Let me know if we need to try again," Ed remarked before he and Roger headed out the door. Lyle was lying prone, face down on the motel bed, legs spread with poz sperm leaking out his reddened hole. Poz9in told me that he wanted to stay and suck the kid off. So I closed the room door behind me, leaving my little, buff swim champ alone with my sketchy Internet acquaintance who I could hear barking an order at the boy to get up on all fours again. I didn't see Lyle again after that, although I've found his profile on BBRT and RentBoy. He is thinner now. His status reads: Poz.

There are certain anti-depression drugs (SSRI’s) that impede not only erections but also orgasms as well. So your hole would be your only pleasure spot.

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'm serious about exchanging condoms with any and all guys on this thread so we can have each other's DNA inside us and be bonded AF!

I asked a doctor friend (a gay, small dicked bottom) about this, and he said that severing the pudendal nerve (which enables erections in men) will rob you of your ability to get hard. He said this only ever happens when there's an accident during a prostatectomy. He's never heard of a surgeon purposefully performing this procedure for a patient who wants to lose the ability to get an erection. But I'll bet if you find a gay male physician who specializes in male sexual health, you can at least discuss it with him. The advantages to this approach- 1) It's simple and it's permanent. Your penis will remain flaccid no matter how sexually aroused you are. 2) It doesn't involve messing with the hormone balance in your body. Your balls will still produce testosterone, your sex drive won't diminish, and you'll still see the same results at the gym. 3) You'll still get horny, reach orgasm and even ejaculate. You just won't do it with an erect cock. I think what you're looking for is completely fucking hot. I think the combination of a hunky muscular body and a small dick is super hot. It's a bold step to utterly reject being masculinely sexual in this way (turning your back on getting hard when you're offering your pussy to a Man). I hope you find what you're looking for.

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 24 - A Thanksgiving To Remember Sam sent a text to Jordan after he was briefed about the incident and waited until this morning to find out how Daniel was, he didn't want to intrude as it would bring a crowd of paparazzi with him and figured it was the least he could do so Nicky was keeping him updated. Jordan woke up to see Daniel looking at him. "Morning, did you stay here all night?" Daniel asked. Jordan stretched "Yes, how are you feeling?". "Achy but otherwise I guess I feel better than I look" Daniel managed a small grin. Jordan smiled "Good, but you have to rest for a few days". "Has Sage been arrested?" Daniel looked at Jordan. Jordan looked down "He, he passed away last night". Daniel rested his head back "I don't know weather to feel sorry or not". Jordan held Daniel's hand "Don't be, he went to some lengths to find me to get at you". Jordan decided not tell him that he thought Mario had some hand in Sage's death. The doctor walked in to the room and handed Jordan some painkillers and said Daniel was okay, no internal bleeding just some bruising so he can go home. Jordan called Kit who said he would be there in half an hour since the traffic was pretty light. Kit kept apologising and Daniel told him he had nothing to apologise for and that he just wanted to enjoy the day as best he could. Jordan helped Daniel out of the BMW, the sun was shining brightly and Daniel turned to kiss Jordan. "Thank you for being with me" he said leaning his body against Jordan. Jordan walked Daniel up to the house "I couldn't be anywhere else Danny you are my life". Lucy stood at the door with David and Nicky and Daniel managed to smile as he approached them. Daniel took refuge on a sun lounger being waited on hand and foot by everyone, Lucy and Nicky began preparing thanksgiving dinner. Jordan received a text message from Mario 'Been to ER said D had gone home, can we come and see you?', he wandered in to the kitchen to ask Nicky who said it would be okay but only if David and Kit were present. Jordan completely understood and sent the details to Mario whilst Kit called the gatehouse to let them know. The morning Daniel spent watching Steve and Callum playing in the pool with the children, Jordan walked up and shook the pill bottle at Daniel as it was midday and was due some painkillers. Sam arrived and made a big fuss of Daniel when the children were not asking him to sing one of his hits in the pool. The gatehouse called and Kit called Jordan over just as the car pulled in to the driveway, Mario and Curt got out and looked up at the mansion almost to scared to move until they saw Jordan open the front door. Curt ran over and hugged Jordan "So good to see you Jordan". "Curt you don't change" Jordan said smiling. Curt looked down "A lot has changed Jordan, but out of it Mario and I have started seeing each other". Jordan smiled "I always wondered if you two would take the plunge, you flirted enough over the years". "Hi Jordan" Mario said catching up to them. They walked through to the terrace where Daniel sat with Sam, Curt and Mario did a double take and then again when Nicky appeared. Jordan introduced them to everyone and Daniel, they appeared to hit it off immediately engrossed in Daniel's British accent and wanting to know everything about London and England. Everyone else was busy in the kitchen, Daniel asked Jordan for a cup of tea, he stood up and asked Mario to help him leaving Curt to chat with Daniel. It was during their chat that Curt revealed what Sage had done to him, he slowly recalled how he was picked up in the bar where they drank copious amounts before heading back to Curt's place. The rest was somewhat of a blur, all he could recall was the weight of Sage on him pinning him down on the floor. Daniel looked at Curt "He was obviously out to destroy everyone that had become to close to Jordan". Curt wiped a tear from his eye "Did he, I mean, sorry I shouldn't ask". "Did he fuck me, is that what you want to know?" Daniel lowered his voice as he asked. Curt looked at him "I don't mean to pry Daniel". "No, he penetrated me but the police helicopter over head stopped him" Daniel replied. Curt nodded his head before replying "What he did to Mario and myself brought us together, finally". In the kitchen sat Lucy, Nicky, Kit, David and Patrick, Kit asked them to sit down for a moment, Mario looking a little uneasy sat down and wringed his hands, he had some idea of what they were going to ask. Kit spoke first "Mario what is discussed here stays here you understand?". Mario looked at him and nodded "Yes". Kit looked at Lucy "Mario what happened with Sage last night?". Mario shifted on his seat "I can't explain, I just knew what had to be done to stop it". Lucy looked at him "Did you do it?". Mario nodded his head "I'm sorry, well no I'm not sorry, Jordan was a friend and Sage would never have stopped". Jordan grabbed Mario's arm gently "I am still your friend Mario" he said as Mario's tears streaked down his face. David spoke "I think we understand Mario, it was not the right thing to do, but we all owe you a debt of gratitude". Kit looked at David then Mario "As I said this goes no further, I heard this morning the LAPD have closed the case". Mario breathed a sigh of relief "Oh god thank you". "Now Mario you and Curt are staying for dinner" Nicky said standing up. Mario looked shocked "Really?" Nicky nodded "thank you". Patrick spoke for the first time "He touched many lives in a very bad way". Lucy looked at Patrick "Do we tell Danny?". "I think we should, but maybe not today though" Jordan said holding the cup of tea for Daniel. "Jordan is right, let him rest for a couple of days first" Lucy replied. Mario walked outside with Jordan "I just want to put this behind me and move on" he said looking at Jordan. Jordan smiled "I think we all do Mario, we can look forward now and not over our shoulders". Nicky looked at the others "Mario and Curt are both nice guys, what he did to them both was appalling". Jordan reappeared "Now he wants a biscuit" laughing as he looked at Nicky. Nicky got up "Hang on we have some somewhere" she said rifling through cupboards. "What does Mario and Curt do for a job Jordan" Lucy asked him. "I think Mario has just started waiting tables and Curt works in a bar" Jordan replied. Lucy mused for a moment "Do you trust them?". Jordan looked at her beginning to understand her more and how she ticked "They are honest and very humble people". David looked at Lucy "I think it is the least we can do for them". "We will speak to them after dinner" Lucy said as Nicky at last found the tin of biscuits. The love of the people around Daniel greatly helped ease the situation, the talk with Curt had shed much light on Sage, he was definitely a lot happier when Jordan and himself joined the gathering for dinner. Daniel was on a strict no alcohol policy by Jordan and his mother so sat down at the table spending most of dinner talking with Sam. Steve, Callum, Mario and Curt were also at the table Daniel noticed how the four had become inseparable and showed a very genuine friendship towards each other, both couples fascinated by each other and their lives. Jordan watched them from kitchen as they all paid Daniel a lot of attention. He turned to the others asking if they had room for two more in their little group which got a resounding yes from everyone. Daniel ate a small dinner beginning to feel a little tired, Jordan noticed this as he had gone a little quiet as he usually did when tired. He excused them both and took Daniel up to bed. "He really does look after him Lucy" Nicky said as they disappeared from view. Lucy nodded "That and good parenting" she held her glass up to Patrick and Lee. Lucy looked to Mario and Curt "What are you two doing for the next week?". Curt laughed "Back to work tomorrow afternoon and Mario, well he has to wait to see if they call him in". "That's no good, do you both have passports?" Lucy asked them. They nodded and Mario spoke "Only ever used it to go across the border to Mexico". Lucy laughed "Why don't you both come to Barbados with us for a week?". Mario shifted uncomfortably in his seat "Thank you but we can't afford it and we have work". "I want to offer you both permanent jobs in our LA hotel" Lucy told them. Curt put his glass down "You own a hotel in LA?". Lucy laughed "Sorry yes and other hotels, we need staff for the new hotel you two would be perfect". Mario looked a little stunned "I don't know what to say Lucy". "Just say yes, plus you will need to come to Barbados as our guests to meet Sofie the manager" She replied. Curt looked at Mario "We have nothing to loose Mario what do you say?". "Yes" he looked at Lucy "I guess were off to Barbados with you". Lucy smiled "Excellent, I will get everything arranged and let you know when to meet us at LAX". Jordan laid in bed with Daniel in his arms who was peacefully sleeping for now, his heart full of desperate love for Daniel, his head felt free of the demons that had haunted him. Knowing he we would never have to worry about Sage, he slowly drifted off to sleep. Downstairs on the pool terrace Kit placed a drinks on the table whilst Steve and Callum were swimming under the stars. The kids were in bed and Sam had left due to his commitments the following day. Kit sat down at the table "He completely seduced me in to friendship to get close enough to Danny and Jordan". David looked over at him "Certainly I don't think it was coincidence you two meeting like that". Mario lowered his head "It wasn't, I think I now know how". Everyone looked at Mario until Kit spoke "Tell us Mario". Mario started explaining 'After Jordan left Sage he hunted me down as I was the closest person to him apart from Sage, he made out to be my friend and persuaded me to go back with him as Jordan should be home and I needed to speak to him. Within minutes I was on the bed naked underneath him. I couldn't stop him but part of me wanted to have sex with him, everything spiralled out of my control and he manipulated me and controlled me. Then after I fell ill I was laying in bed and saw a photo in one of the gossip magazines on line that was taken in Barbados from someone on holiday, in the picture was Nicky, Kit and Jordan with his arm around Daniel. He saw the picture and I noticed a week later in the browsing history Sage had done many searches on you Kit. That is how he found what music place you went to every week regular as clockwork. It was during this time I also noticed my facebook was open at the picture of Jordan, Curt and myself. That week he plied Curt with alcohol and well I think you know can guess the rest. All the time he was mentally abusing me until I had no self esteem and relied on him totally, I found solace with Curt who has helped me get back to who I really am, but yesterday seeing everyone and the hurt he caused made the bubble burst, for once I saw things with much clarity and did what I had to do for everyone's sake. His last words to me was that I was a worthless whore who he would break and when I saw the pure evil in his eyes I opened the valve on the drip feed'. Curt placed his arm around Mario's shoulder to comfort him. Nicky had tears running down her face and Lucy was shaking her head in disbelief that one person could cause this much havoc the rest looked on in shock as the story unfolded, this thanksgiving had certainly been the most unusual and upsetting for most. Patrick spoke first "I guess that is why Jordan refused to speak of him when he came back to Boston". Lucy struggled to find her voice "You protected us all from his maliciousness Mario, we will never forget that". Mario and Curt departed from their new circle of friends and headed home. Curt placed his keys on the hook and closed the door behind him and looked over at Mario, their drive back had been mostly silent still both stunned from the last two days. "What are you thinking Curt?" Mario asked him. Curt walked over and kissed Mario "Are you sure about this job offer and trip?". "Nothing has really made any sense Curt, but to be honest I need proper work. What about you?" he looked curiously at Curt. Curt nodded "I think it will be good for the both of us, we can move on with our lives with more stability". Mario kissed Curt "Couldn't agree with you more Curt". Daniel looked the bedside clock, it was only 6am but he had fought sleep for the last four hours, he slipped out of bed and walked over to the windows and juliette balcony looking out over Coldwater Canyon. His body felt cold as he stood watching daylight approaching, he realised tears were rolling down his cheeks and on to the carpet beneath his feet. The memories whirring in his head, his imagination playing tricks as he thought he felt the warmth of Sage's breath on his neck again waiting for the side of his face to be licked. He stood there unable to move for fear, this is crazy he told himself, Sage is dead he can't hurt me. Jordan woke at the sound of a sob and saw Daniel standing at the window looking out, he walked over and encircled him gently in his arms. Daniel tensed feeling the arms surrounding his body, Jordan whispered in to his ear 'Your safe Danny'. He felt no pain from the arms around his body, only a love and tenderness and his body slowly relaxed into Jordan's embrace. Jordan could see Daniel had been crying and figured that the shock of what happened had finally come to realisation. He kissed Daniel's neck "Do you want to talk?". Daniel held Jordan's arms "I had the worst nights sleep I kept seeing his face and feeling his breath". Jordan stroked Daniel's head "You need time to heal Danny". Daniel turned to face him "No, I need to see his body, I need to see that he is dead". Jordan didn't argue and helped Daniel get dressed the clock in the hallway struck 8am and as they walked down the stars they could hear voices in the kithen. Kit was up with the children giving them breakfast, he looked up and figured something wasn't right. "Kit I need to borrow a car" Jordan said to Kit. Kit looked at Daniel and nodded "Take the BMW and this is Hillson's number if you need to call him". They stood at the ER reception just as the nurse Milly who looked after Daniel walked by, she looked at him and asked if he was okay. Jordan spoke to her and she nodded telling them to wait here. A few minutes later she returned and escorted them through to the morgue, entering the room sent a shiver down Daniel's spine and cool air hit his skin. The grey walls did nothing to cheer the place up and he could see a body laying on a table covered in a sheet. Daniel shrugged Jordan off and walked over as Milly drew back the sheet to reveal Sage's face still covered in cuts and bruises but his eyes firmly closed and body lifeless. Jordan saw a splat of water hit the floor and realised Daniel was crying again. Milly held Jordan back and said to let him get it out of his system first. For 5 minutes he stood shaking and crying until eventually it started to subside, he wiped his eyes and turned to walk towards Jordan. He thanked the nurse and took Jordan's hand and they walked out of the morgue. In the car he held Jordan's hand in silence and looked out the window as they drove back, the 4x4 swept in to the driveway and Daniel looked at Jordan who stared ahead with a blank expression on his face. Daniel leaned over and kissed his arm and told him that Sage could no longer get to them. Daniel rested over the next few days and finally on Saturday night he fell asleep in Jordan's arms and had the first full nights sleep. Sunday morning arrived and Jordan woke to find Daniel still sleeping peacefully, he got up and started packing their cases for their trip to Barbados. Jordan was interrupted by a knock at the door, he opened it to find Lucy standing there with coffee for them. Jordan let her in pointing to Daniel fast asleep. "How is he?" She asked quietly looking at Jordan. Jordan placed his arm around Lucy "Slept through the night mostly in my arms". "If you weren't here Jordan I don't know how I would have coped let alone Danny" she said patting his hand. Jordan looked at Lucy "He is head strong in many areas but there is a loving vulnerability about him". Lucy chuckled "You better wake him as we leave in an hour". To say it was chaos at the airport was an understatement, the check-in clerk couldn't deal with so many first class passengers arriving at once and called for back up. It also never helped when you travelled with Nicky as fans and photographers were always on hand to get in the way. Mario and Curt stood to one side laughing at all the commotion having never seen anything like this before. Daniel walked up behind them and told them to get in the queue and stop laughing at everyone, Mario walked over to where Jordan, Steve and Callum stood. Curt looked at Daniel "Are you okay?". Daniel smiled "I think so, Friday was when it really hit me, but having Jordy with me is helping". Curt place his arm around Daniel's neck "He is so sexy I think it is the best therapy anyone could ask for" chuckling as he finished his sentence. Daniel laughed and put his arm around Curt hugging him and walked with him towards the counter to check-in. The entire group was escorted through to the airport VIP lounge where for the first time Daniel was allowed a glass of champagne as they toasted to their friendship. The airlines representative appeared and escorted them to the plane where they all settled in their seats. The plane sped down the runway and lifted up in to the air, Jordan looked out the window only this time he smiled at seeing LA as the plane banked and set course to the warmth of the Caribbean and Barbados.

Anyone want to send me cum filled condoms to inject in my hole. I’ll even film it

I have a few. I needed to make them because I was in the porn industry myself. Let me tell you, it is NOT easy to get into. Two of three things are generally required: a great bod, a huge dick, and a pretty face. Abs are highly valued, but big muscle is not always required. It depends on the studio and what your goals are. If you're a BB cumslut, then Treasure Island would probably work out for you. If you have no ink but decent beef, there's Colt. If you're a deviant fucker and do all kinds of nasty things, Dark Alley and Raw Fuck Club might be a good fit. But this also depends on your location. There's also not much money in it anymore. There's a very small percentage of porn stars who can do exclusively porn and support themselves. The online thing and OnlyFans has got so huge that it takes away from DVD sales. There's still a market, surely, but it's not what it was. That said, it's also highly competitive. The studios know they can get the best guys, and they generally filter them out through their experience, looks, and talents. They also look at your online presence, how many followers you have, what sort of videos and pics you have of yourself. And they are always watching. Piss off one director or studio, and you're done. They know you are expendable. But many won't even reject you to your face. They will expect you to take their silence as their answer. And the pressure to remain in peak physical condition at all times is both mentally and physically exhausting. Back to the topic at hand, I am still on good terms with many of my friends in the biz. I've even fucked a couple of them. And when you don't treat them like a piece of meat or as a commodity, it can be a rewarding friendship. We're all people, and we all want to be liked for who we are, not what we do in the sack or on film.

Part 11 The idea of AIDS cum had me in its grip and I needed more. My ass was full already but I wanted it overflowing. This absolutely crazy and crazed feeling in me to be converted and now I had crossed the line and it had started. All I could think was it was nuts but I needed it. My ass was on fire and tingling with the need for more highly toxic cum to infiltrate my entire being Chris came back in the room and he had 3 other guys with him. They were all already naked and the front two looked as badly wasted as Chris if not more so. I could not see the one in the rear as Crhis and 2 of his buddies were blocking the view too much but I just knew the back on had to look like the others. They all were stroking their cocks to hardness getting ready to fuck my sore hole and give me more of their AIDS cum and I could only smile and lick my lips in anticipation of more disease. I knew it was going to be a long afternoon and into the night of me being fucked over and over again. Chis grinned at me and said, "are you ready for more? These guys are ready and can hardly wait to destroy your hole more." I nodded eagerly and spread my legs. One the guys climbed on my chest and stuck his cock in my mouth and a second one raised my legs up and drove his cock home in one stoke. I groaned in my experience and start to suck hard on the cock in my mouth while thrusting my ass back hard on every instroke of the guy fucking my ass. I was getting what I needed and how. Both guys went from 0 to faster than lightning in no time and were not just fucking my mouth and ass, but pounding them mercilessly. My mind just went blank from the overload of sex. In about 15 minutes the guy in my ass started to jackhammer even harder, if that was possible, and was almost yelling that he was cumming and giving me his highly toxic gift. He groaned and growled and I could feel his cock pumping a lot of cum into me. As he finished, the guy I was sucking slid down, pulling his cock from my mouth and dropping between my legs and then rammed his cock deep into me. I was ready to scream it was so hot. In another 10 minutes he leaned down and planted a kiss on my lips and then almost whispered, "Yeah, here it comes, take my AIDS load NOW." He yelled the last word as he slammed his cock home and unloaded his cum in me as deep as he could. He kept on grinding and pulsing for a good minute or two before collapsing on me with a contented sigh. As he was resting a moment, I was trying to see by him as it sounded like someone else was being fucked behind him. How weird I thought.

PART 4 ”You have my cock so hard Chris. Such an eager little cocksucker. Yeah, lick that precum. It’s all for you sexy boy,” Tom murmurred encouragingly. Maybe a few times the thought 'Oh, fuck, this guy is my neighbor' crosed my mind, but I certainly didn't dwell on any issues: it was all happening very, vast, fast, an besides, indisputably, I loved being on my knees, worshiping his beautiful man cock. It had such a perfect mushroom head, full and pronounced. It felt perfect inside my mouth, resting on my tongue. And that long thick veiny shaft, with just the slightest barely there upward curve felt like hot steel. His massive balls that I couldn’t quite fit into my mouth in a nice tight sack. I just wanted it more and more. I was losing control. Trying to suck it all into my throat and gagging. Finally, Tom pulled me off his cock. I looked up worried I wasn’t pleasing him. I think he sensed my concern and reassured me saying "That feels almost too good sexy boy, and we are just getting started. I’m not ready to let you make me cum yet. Right now I need to more of you. Get up and go over to and stand facing the desk and spread your legs a little. God, that ass is so beautiful. Such a perfect boy butt. Now, bend over and grab the desk. I just want to see what it looks... oh what an amazing hole. You have the most perfect asshole, Chris.” This entire time I was following orders, and apparently I enjoyed my role as my cock was rock hard and throbbing. Yeah, I loved hearing how much he liked me. A super hot man with a huge cock thought I was sexy and had a great ass. Breaking me out of my thoughts, he spoke again, “ Chris, what’s on your mind? Is there something else you want to try now maybe?” I was a little shy, but it felt safe to admit to Tom "That thing you said where you licked a guys butt. Is that... did you want to maybe try that with me?” I've gotta admit, even horny out of my mind, I was blushing. Fortunately Tom was very, very smooth: “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss and lick your boy hole, Chris. Here come over and lie on the bed and pull your knees up. Yeah like that, so I can see that little hole. It’s so pretty. I swear it’s like it’s asking me to play with it and make it feel good. Do you want that Chris, to have me make your boy hole feel good?” Laying on the edge of the bed, my knees pulled up, practically able to feel his breath on my hole, I lost and begged a little for the first time. “Please, Tom, do it. I never wanted to have somebody play with my butt like this before. Please do it. Anything. Your tongue or your fingers even.” His reply was short, “I won’t make you wait. I can see you need it.” And with that he moved in, inhaling the scent of my crack and then slowly teasing my hole. The electric shock of pleasure made me buck. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed. He was an artist with his mouth and had me squirming and writhing and barely able to breathe. It felt so good. And then when he pushed his tongue and tried to fuck me with it, I just melted completely. “Oh god oh god that feels so good. It feels so fucking good!” I blurted. And then he stopped. His attentions to my ass were a whole new realm of experience, such that I had no idea even existed. I wanted more, most definitely, but was also aware the pleasure Tom was eliciting from my ass took precidence even over my cock. I desperately wanted to experience more of the pleasure he had been giving my young asshole. I needed to feel more. “That hole - damn," Tom remarked, adding "I could eat that asshole every day. Nothing is better than a hot eager boyhole.” I was so happy. He had loved doing it, and apparently wanted to do it every day. I had pleased him. Now he continued, “Look at my cock Chris. Look it’s even harder now. All because of your hole. Your little hole makes me this hard. I really want to try something with you. I think you will really like it. I love it and guys who love having their butts eaten seem to just really LOVE it.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a small brown bottle which he offered to me saying "These are called poppers. Have you heard of them?” I just shook my head. He continued explaining "You just sniff it and it’s totally harmless but it just... well I promise you, you will really love it. It will make you even hornier than you are now.” He unscrewed the cap and out the bottle to his nose and held one nostril shut and took a deep breath of the poppers and held it. “See, it’s super safe but.... oh man, fuck yeahhhh,” he moaned as he slowly stroked his giant dick. Handing the bottle to me, Tom provided instructions saying "One more time, one nostril at a time and hold it in. Hold on one sec Chris. I want to watch you take your first sniffs. And I want to just get some of this on me.” He had pulled out some lube and was stroking it onto his cock. He then took a blob and rubbed it onto my hole. I said nothing but definitely noticed that a guy had just put lube on my butt. I wondered if Tom wanted to fuck me. Before I had a chance to think Tom instructed "Okay, Chris, here use that pillow for your neck. Yeah, like that. Now lift those legs up so I can see your hole. Now take two breaths in each nostril just when I tell you to, okay?” I nodded, so horned up and so out of control already with lust. And then he spoke,”Take a nice deep breath and hold it. Okay, again. Now other side deep breath. Hold it. One more time. Hold it.”

who should i apply do? honestly would work for free. put this tight muscled college boi to god use

Never. But would have been a willing participant. I can remember one time in my teens having to share my dad's bed because my room was being painted. As I lay there with my back to him I remember thinking he could have me if he wanted. He never made a pass at me but he got a little closer to me and he cock briefly touched my butt by accident. I didn't have the nerve to fondle it and wonder what he would have done as I know my parents were into swinging.

i fucking love it raw, the guy i was with i asked once what would he have done if i had made him pull out, he said ''id handcuff you facedown on the bed and drop several loads in you :-)

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 7 Zak sped down the interstate checking out truckers as he cruised past their cabs. A while later my phone dinged with a text message. “I’m home, babe. Had a great weekend together. Miss you already.” “Me 2.” During the week we made plans to meet in Chicago to continue my sleeve. I drove down Friday evening and arrived at Zak’s shop around 6. I opened the front door and the bell jingled as I walked in. Zak’s face lit up when he saw it was me. He rushed to greet me with a big hug and kiss. “God I missed you, babe.” “You feel so good, Zak. Happy to see you.” “Come on in. Ready to get started?” “Yeah.” “Get comfy.” With a devilish grin he said, “Take your clothes off….or your shirt, which ever you prefer. I’ll set up.” I chuckled as I pulled my shirt off and plopped into the chair. “Your arm looks awesome, babe. We may finish it today…..Hey, what’s that on your abdomen?” He continued to set up his work station. “Umm, they’re just scratch marks. I was a little itchy this afternoon.” “Are you allergic to anything I should be aware of? Feel ok?” “Nope to the allergy, and I feel fine.” “Ok, then let’s get started.” The buzz of his tattoo gun filled the room like a swarm of bees around a hive. After several hours, my arm was on fire, but my tattoo was finished. “Wow, Zeek…..check it out. It looks awesome.” Looking into the mirror, “I love it!! Beautiful job, Zak. Thank you so much.” “My pleasure, babe. Want to celebrate with a drink on me?” “Actually, I don’t mean to be a party pooper, but I’m feeling pretty exhausted. I know it sounds like, ‘not tonight honey,’ but I have a bad headache started.” “Are you sure you’re ok?” “Yeah….I’m just tired.” “Ok, well, let me do a quick clean up, and we’ll head to my place.” He gently caressed the top of my head and kissed me. At Zak’s place I no sooner laid on the bed and I was out like a light. I woke in the middle of the night in a pool of sweat. I rushed to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before vomiting my guts out. I was burning up, and nauseated. I curled up in the fetal position on the cool floor next to the toilet aching all over my body. I must have dozed off, because I woke to Zak tapping me on the shoulder. “Are you ok, because you look like you’ve been hit by a truck, babe?” I half grinned, “Oh, good, cause that’s about how I feel.” “Think you needed one more tattoo tonight.” Half out of it I mumbled, “What are you talking about?” “A biohazard tattoo, cause I think you’re converting, Zeek.” “Ah, so that’s why I feel like shit.” Then I smiled and laid my head on the floor again. “Let me help you back to bed.” “I think I need to lay here for a bit, Zak.” He disappeared and returned with two pillows and a blanket. “Then I belong here too.” Zak placed a pillow under my head and curled up next to me on the bathroom floor. He put his hand on my hip and whispered, “I hope joining the club turns you on as much as it does me.” I smirked and pulled his hand to my crotch. I rubbed his hand across my boned up cock. “Does that answer your question?” “That’s my boy.” His hard death dick brushed against me as he kissed me on the shoulder, and we eventually drifted off to sleep. In the morning Zak carried me to the bed and tucked me in. “I know the conversion can be rough, Zeek, but it’s an honor to be proud of.” “I love knowing that you’re my gifter; that your DNA is in me, your virus is taking over my body.” “We’re connected forever, babe. Feel my disease coursing through your veins as your system surrenders to S****** disease. Relax. Let it flow. Experience your conversion. It’s intense, but oh so erotic. I’ll be back in a bit. I’m running to the store to get some things for you.” Zak kissed me on the lips. “I love you, babe, and I love that I’m the one that infected you.” I spent Saturday in bed battling the symptoms of my initiation into the poz brotherhood, welcoming HIV into my life. As sick as I was the urge to fuck and celebrate my new found status was relentless. I stroked my newly poz cock to climax several times, but again I found myself horny with a raging hard on craving more demon seed. Zak appeared in the bedroom doorway naked. His monster fully aroused, drooling toxins from its mouth. Poison dripped from his PA ring onto the floor. “I can’t stop thinking about you, babe. I’m so boned that you are poz. You need a recharging.” He walked over to the bedside, his throbbing monster swaying side to side as he approached. He slipped into bed beside me. My body was aching and soaked with sweat mixed with coatings of my poz sperm across my abdomen and chest. Zak lubed his cock with spit and pressed directly into my HIV infected hole. He grasped my throbbing cock and impaled me with his death stick. I lay there like a limp rag, but so horny for more of his virus. Zak thrust his venomous weapon into my guts again and again….slow and deep. “I want to flood your system with my disease, babe. Reinfect you over and over.” I just groaned with chills flooding my body. My cock throbbed repeatedly as Zak’s monster caressed my prostate. “Oh, Fuck, babe. I won’t last long. You have me so fucking turned on.” I reached across his body and pressed against his ass with what strength I had, trying to bury his death stick deeper inside me. “Give me more of your disease, Zak. I want my hole flooded with your virus.” “Fuck, you got it, babe. Here it comes. More of S****** seed.” Zak’s cock erupted with a flood of toxins filling my cunt with more HIV infected sperm. His cock remained in me pulsing and throbbing. As his meat slipped from my gut a gush of venomous cum trickled from my wrecked hole. Zak turned me onto my back and straddled my body. “I want to be the first to take my demon seed from your infected cock,” and he sat down on my hard shaft, burying it all the way in his ass. I let out a loud groan of pleasure, and we looked into each other’s eyes. It only took a few thrusts of him riding my dick, and he quickly pushed me over the edge. My cock pulsed over and over, releasing its disease from my piss hole as I filled his ass with my poz cum. Zak’s hole tightened around my shaft, milking every drop of virus from my pole. “Fuck yes, babe. We’re now sharing demon seed full circle. We are one.” I lightly caressed his chest and smiled. A tear trickled down my cheek. This man stole my heart completely. “I love you, Zak.” He crawled off me. He kept all my poz cum in his gut as my meat slipped from his hole. He stood next to the bed, his proud infected cock dangling before my face as he tucked me in. I quickly drifted off to sleep. Later that evening I woke to Zak carrying me to the bathroom. “You’re awake. Welcome back, babe. You slept all day. I ran you a hot bath.” He set me down in the tub, then stood up, unzipped his pants and whipped out his dick. He stood above me at the edge of the tub and pissed all over me. I licked the salty taste of his urine from my lips. “You can soak in more my fluids….sharing all of me with you Zeek….my hot little pig boy.” While I laid in the hot water and piss, Zak cleaned and dressed my tattoo. “Relax and soak it in for a bit, babe. I’ll make you a little bite to eat. You need to keep your strength up.” Zak returned a little while later. He dried me off, carried me to bed and propped me up with pillows. A tray of soup and Gatorade presented in front of me. “You need to try to eat, babe. The conversion is draining.” Zak fed me some soup, and I took a few sips of the Gatorade, “I can’t eat right now, Zak. I just want to rest.” “Ok, babe.” He took the food away then returned and curled up with me naked in bed. I woke in the morning with my head resting on Zak’s chest; curled up against him with his arms wrapped around me. My hard cock throbbed, pressed firmly against his leg. He squeezed me gently in his arms and kissed my forehead. “How are you doing, babe?” “I feel horrible, but it’s weird…..at the same time I’m so turned on that I’m converting.” “I can tell. I told you it’s erotic. Your cock has been throbbing rock hard against my leg for the past hour. Your infected fluids leaking from your shaft has me horned up.” Zak folded me in half and bent my legs over his shoulders. He said, “I know you want all my poison, babe,” then buried his infected cock in my hole. I whimpered with pain as Zak plowed in deep, but I was too weak and too turned on at the same time to stop. I didn’t want to stop. This demonic desire was growing in me, and I relished in the pleasure of becoming a poz cum pig, a vessel of our diseases, swapping and sharing everything together. “You want more of my demon seed, don’t you, pig?” I simply moaned with pleasure as Zak thrust in and out of my hole. My cock lay fully erect against my abdomen. “That’s it, baby, milk my poison from my cock. Take all my diseases. More of my virus is definitely in you already.” Zak plowed into me, each time his pole stiffened and stretched my hole. He pounded at my prostate repeatedly. “Fuck, Zeek, I’m so close. Here come my toxic babies.” As his shaft unloaded, recharging my cunt with his virus he said, “Take my virus, babe. I’d love to be infecting each other with AIDS seed, letting our viruses mutate, experiencing S****** disease fully.” That pushed me over the edge. My cock immediately spit ropes of poisonous cum onto my chest and face. I opened my mouth and lapped up some of my diseased spunk. Zak reached up and smeared my poz load all over my chest and abdomen while he worked his poison into my intestines. He stroked my cock lubing it with my cum before slipping from my cunt. I stayed in bed covered in and filled with infected cum and fell back to sleep. Zak canceled most of his appointments for the week. I stayed in bed, and he cared for me. We repeatedly swapped our toxic cum with each other daily. When Zak had to piss he carried me into the bathroom and drenched me in urine. By the end of the week I stunk of a mixture of sweat, piss, and cum. I began to gain my strength again and felt a bit better. My body was adjusting to its invasion and surrendered to HIV. I finally showered on Friday, washing the stench of my erotic filth down the drain. Zak returned home from his shop late in the afternoon. “Good to see you’re starting to feel better, babe. I have a surprise for you.” More to follow……..

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 5 We arrived at my house. While Zak chased me to the front door I stripped off my shirt and dropped it on the front porch. I flung the door open and ran toward the staircase with my hard cock begging to burst from my jeans. Zak caught up to me at the stair landing. He grabbed my ankle on my way up the steps, causing me to catch myself as I fell to the stairs. I laughed and turned over onto my back as he crawled up the stairs on top of me. He grinned, “You can’t get away from me, hot man.” I put my arm around his neck and pulled Zak’s lips to mine. As he rested his body on top of me I felt his boned up shaft press against mine. “Like I didn’t want to be caught.” The trail of clothes contnued. I pulled Zak’s shirt off over his head and tossed it aside. The pants were next. After I unzipped his jeans and worked them off his sweet ass, Zak stood up and kicked them to the floor at the base of the stairs. I remained on the steps leaning back on my elbows. He stood before me naked and hard then slowly made his way up the steps, straddling my body. He towered over me with his monster meat dancing straight out at attention and balls dangling above my face. Poison drooled from the monster’s mouth. I reached up to his chest and slid my hand down his abdomen to his cock. I grasped his shaft working more precum from his piss hole and down his Prince Albert jewelry. Strings of toxic juice dripped from his jewelry and met my tongue on the way to his death stick. I ran my tongue across his PA ring, to his gaping urethra, lapping up all his sweet nectar. I licked the head of his beast then slipped his shaft past my lips and down my throat while massaging his low hanging balls. He groaned with pleasure as I continued to devour his cock. Zak pulled his dick from my mouth and straddled my body on his knees. He unzipped my jeans and crawled down a few steps before standing up. Zak grabbed my pants leg and tugged to slip my jeans off, but they didn’t budge because I held onto the waistline. I started to laugh. “Oh, you think that’s funny, do you?” Grinning, “Yep!!” He yanked harder. I grabbed the handrail to brace myself but still slid down a step or two as my jeans let loose and tore off my body with one swift swoop. My hard rod slapped against my abdomen with a smack. Zak whipped my jeans to the floor with a grin on his face. “Turn over and get on your knees. Get ready to take my poz cock, pig.” Zak smacked me on the ass with his open palm then positioned behind me. He spit on my hole and in his hand and lubed both up. With one swift jab he tore open my hole with the head of his mighty tool. “Woah, Zak!! You mean business.” He showed no mercy and plowed into my ass with the full length of his shaft. “Take my poz meat, bitch.” The more he talked dirty to me, the harder and more turned on I got. “Fuck, yes….give it to me.” As he rammed into me again, “If you’re not poz yet, you will be after today. I’m going to tear you up.” “It feels so fucking good. Fuck me!!” “You like my poz dick in you, don’t you bitch?” “I love it. Poz my ass.” “I can’t hear you bitch. You want it?” “Yes!! I want your DNA in me.” Zak continually pounded into my prostate, pushing me closer to the edge. He again cracked his hand on my ass then grabbed my hips and rammed in me harder and harder. “I’m going to wreck that hole till you bleed, bitch. You’re getting my babies right into your blood.” Zak was relentless. I could feel his PA stretching and tearing my hole up. “Fuck, yes, bitch. That’s what I wanted to see. Look at this, bitch.” Zak pulled out of my ass. I turned my head to see his meat pulsing and throbbing, coated with streaks of red blood. He again slammed his two fingers into my ass and pulled them out with red juice on them (a mixture of poz precum and blood). “Taste my virus in your blood.” I stuck out my tongue and he slid his fingers into my mouth. I sucked and licked them clean swallowing every bit down my throat. “Fuck, that is so fucking hot. Ready for my poz load, bitch?” “Yes, give it to me.” “What do you want, pig?” “I want your poz cum in me!!” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure.” “Beg for it, bitch. Beg for me to convert your ass.” “Fuck, please, give me your poz cum. Please charge me up.” Zak increased his force of his thrusts and again grasped my hips. “You loved fucking that waiter, didn’t you, bitch?” “Fuck yes. I loved breeding him.” “Giving him your seed to convert him.” “Yes, I want to infect guys.” “Fuck!! Share my virus. Poz those bareback pigs.” “Yes!!” “Fuck, here comes my poison, bitch.” “Oh Fuck, yes. Give it to me.” Zak thrust into me balls deep, and his cock began to pulse. Each throb made my ass pucker tight around his death stick. I reached for my cock, and just touching the shaft of my rod pushed me over the edge. My cock erupted. As my rod sprayed semen onto the stairs I felt Zak’s jizz coat my bloody guts. My ass was full of toxic seed. Zak pulled out from my hole, and bloody jizz leaked from my wrecked ass. Zak quickly lapped up his spooge then shared it with me in a deep, passionate kiss. Zak laid on the steps next to me, sweaty and panting. I remained on my hands and knees, puffing, and grinning from ear to ear. Being with Zak was exhilarating. He looked into my eyes, and with a serious look on his face reached up to me and caressed my cheek with a gentle touch of his hand. “I know we just met, Zeek, but I know how I feel about you. I want to be with you, two pig partners.” “You mean two poz, pig, partners.” “Yes, two poz, pig, partners.” I leaned over and gently kissed his lips and buried my tongue in his mouth. “I’d love that.” Zak and I showered together, lathering each other up, and boning each other up. I sucked his hard dick, deep throating him and tasting his sweet nectar that I loved. He pulled his cock from my mouth. “Open up, Zeek.” His cock pointed upward in front of my face. I stuck my tongue out to meet a stream of piss shooting from his shaft hole. He filled my mouth with urine, and I gulped it all down my throat. Zak grasped his dick and aimed it at my head, spraying piss all over my face. I lapped it from my lips as it drenched my stache. He continued to spray piss all over my body. I loved seeing it shoot from his dick hole, and again took his stream down my throat. The last few shots of piss ran down my throat, and I again took the full length of his massive meat into my mouth. Zak pulled me to my feet and made out with me while the hot water pounded against our bodies. That evening we cruised the club scene looking for fellow pigs to stealth fuck. I was pretty confident that Zak’s virus was in my system, and that I could very well be poz or pozzing very soon. Either way, the thought of us converting a negative pig together had my dick rock hard sitting at the bar. We scoped out the potential victims, and noticed a cute, trim, blonde haired twink sitting alone at the other end of the bar. He had a nice, scruffy, beard covering his face, and something about blondes and redheads gets me boned, not to mention the thought of our dicks in his twink ass bare. Zak and I motioned for the bartender and bought our twink a drink. The bartender pointed us out, and the twink raised his glass and smiled to thank us. We did the same and motioned for him to come join us. He picked up his drink and made his way to our end of the bar. As he approached us he put out his hand for the customary handshake. “Hi, thanks for the drink guys, I’m Ian.” “Zak and Zeek.” We each took his hand to shake it. A solid handshake, a good sign (I think you can tell a lot about an individual from a handshake). For starters this told me he was confident, and sure of himself. “Different names you don’t hear all the time… nice. Are you two partners?” I looked at Zak, and before I could say a word he blurted out, “Yes, we are.” “You two look good together. Nice ink too, guys. I love tattoos.” “Have any ink, Ian?” “No, but I’d like to. I just can’t make up my mind what to get.” (Thinking to myself) I know what you can get…..a biohazard tattoo after we poz your sweet ass. “Well, Zak here is a tattoo artist. He’s doing my sleeve.” “Awesome!! You do beautiful work, Zak.” Then Zak added, “If you decide you want some ink, I’d be happy to schedule a consultation with you.” “Oh, are you here in Milwaukee?” “No, I’m in Chicago, but I can pack up my equipment and head up here to see Zeek and do some ink work for you.” “Oh, so you live in Milwaukee, Zeek?” “Yep, we’re doing the long distance thing for now. We just met not too long ago.” “Cool.” He raised his glass again, “Well here’s to you two. A handsome couple.” “Thanks, Ian.” “I’ll be right back guys. I have to piss like crazy.” Ian turned and made a bee line for the men’s room. “Sweet, look at that ass, Zak.” “I’d love to tag team that.” “Well, what are you waiting for, Zak?” “Be right back.” Zak was off his bar stool in a flash and heading for the men’s bathroom. Zak walked into the dimly lit men’s room, took a spot next to Ian at the urinal, and whipped out his dong. The urinal was a long trough…..quite the cruisy scene. “Well, your cock is as beautiful as your ass, Ian.” Ian started to piss. “Fuck, are you ever hung, and inked too, so hot.” That’s all it took, and Ian’s cock started to bone up. Zak reached over and put his hand into Ian’s piss stream then licked his fingers. “MMMM, sweet.” Ian stopped pissing and looked at Zak. Ian was now fully erect, “You like piss too?” Zak grasped Ian’s shaft and turned Ian toward him. He got down on his knees and put the head of Ian’s cock in his mouth. “You want my piss?” Zak only nodded yes since his mouth was quite full. “Fuck, here it comes.” Ian let go a full stream of piss. Zak didn’t lose a drop and guzzled all of Ian’s piss from the tap. Zak came up for air, “God, I love piss.” Zak put Ian’s cock back in his mouth and started to deep throat his boned up meat. After a few minutes of sucking a guy stumbled into the bathroom and interrupted the play. “Oh, excuse me guys, sorry.” The guy awkwardly fumbled his way out of the bathroom and let the door close. Zak and Ian laughed. “Guess we should take this to Zeek’s place. Are you game?” “Absolutely!!” Zak and Ian returned to the bar with obvious boned up cocks bulging in their jeans. “I see you two got a little friendlier in there.” “Ian’s game. He’s going to join us.” “Sweet.” I reached for Ian’s package and grasped his hard dick while planting a long, wet kiss on his lips. “Damn, and an awesome kisser too.” We slammed our drinks, and the three of us left the bar. As we walked out the door my cock was already rock hard at the anticipation of filling Ian’s ass with toxic seed. Ian followed us home, and we made sure to not lose him in route. We both whipped our dicks out on the way home. Both our piss holes were already oozing precum as we stroked each other’s shafts. “Fuck, this is our first time tag teaming, Zeek.” “This is going to be so hot.” We offered Ian something to drink, but after one sip of our beer, the bottles sat on the coffee table. Zak grabbed Ian’s crotch, “Now where were we? Oh yeah.” Ian chuckled and unzipped his pants. Zak pulled Ian’s dick out and got on his knees. He held the tip of Ian’s cock in his mouth and downed Ian’s pissed. He saved the last mouthful and locked lips with me, sharing the Ian’s piss with me. I pulled Ian’s shirt off, and dropped mine to the floor, then began to make out with him on the sofa. Zak pulled his shirt off and added it to the pile on the floor. He knelt in front of Ian, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them from his trim body. Ian’s cock was fully erect, a good 8 inches, and leaking his nectar onto his abdomen. Zak wrapped his hand around the base of Ian’s shaft and licked up his sweet juice before slipping the full length of his meat across his tongue and down his throat. I unbuttoned my jeans and worked them to my ankles, and flipped them to the side. Ian stroked my throbbing meat while our lips remained locked, our tongues dancing together. Zak continued to deep throat Ian’s cock, and Ian grabbed Zak by the back of the head burying his dick even further into Zak’s mouth. Zak had unzipped his jeans letting his hard, poisonous monster out to stroke, but kept them buttoned to conceal his biohazard ink. After a few minutes he licked his finger and began working it between Ian’s legs massaging his tight hole. Ian quickly responded, lifting his legs and spreading his cheeks. Zak buried his face in Ian’s ass and licked and probed his hole, working his tongue inside. While Zak rimmed Ian, I engulfed Ian’s cock into my mouth. I could taste his sweet nectar on my tongue as it leaked from his piss hole. Zak worked a few fingers into Ian’s hole, teasing his cunt to open up then buried his tongue in Ian’s ass. Ian moaned and squirmed with pleasure as we worked his cock and massaged his sweet hole. “Fuck, you guys are so fucking hot. I love it.” I pulled Ian’s cock from my mouth, “There’s a lot more where that came from.” I nudged Zak, “Come on guys, let’s take this to the bedroom.” I led the guys down the hall to my bed. My cock was fully erect, anxious to seed our blonde twink. Zak wrapped his arms around Ian’s chest from behind, kissed him on neck, and ground his cock between his ass cheeks. He whispered into his ear, “Get on the bed on all fours. I want to fuck your ass.” Ian crawled on the bed with his ass at the edge for easy access. Zak knelt at the edge of the bed and again buried his tongue in Ian’s ass. He licked and fucked Ian with his tongue, lubing his cunt for his toxic cock. Ian arched his back and groaned with pleasure. I slipped onto the bed on my knees in front of Ian; my cock leaking its juices that I hoped was charged. Ian grasped my dick directing it toward his mouth. He licked the full length of my shaft then engulfed my cock down his throat to the base. Chills shot through my body. I grabbed our blonde twink by the head and slowly fucked his throat, making him gag from the tonsil probe. Zak fingered and rimmed Ian’s man hole, loosening him up. His hole puckered around Zak’s fingers, and Ian pushed against Zak’s hand, working his fingers deeper inside. Ian began to rock back and forth on Zak’s fingers. He was primed and ready to seed. “That’s it, boy. Open up. You’re ready for my cock.” Ian flipped my cock from his mouth, “Do you have condoms?” We prepared ahead of time for this. “Sure do.” I reached for my nightstand drawer and tossed a jacket to Zak then flipped a bottle of lube on the bed next to Zak. Zak stood at the edge of the bed behind Ian with his toxic precum dripping from his PA ring. Ian was mesmerized with the flames of ink down Zak’s shaft, “Fuck, yes, what a hot cock.” (Thinking to myself) Yeah, one hot, POZ cock. Zak tore the package open with his teeth and stretched the condom over his PA ring onto his cock head. Ian continued sucking my pole. Zak looked at me and grinned. He slipped the condom off his cock, unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to his ankles. Zak lubed up his shaft. He lined up the head of his monster to Ian’s cunt and pressed firmly against his hole. My shaft stiffened in Ian’s mouth at the sight of Zak’s biohazard tattoo and poisonous cock about to plow our unknowing, blonde twink. “Relax that cunt, boy. Let me in.” Zak grasped Ian by the hips and slowly worked the mouth of his monster into his manhole, drooling the first bit of toxic juice in his cunt. Ian gasped and groaned as Zak thrust farther inside, tearing his ass open. My cock flipped from Ian’s mouth, “Fuck it hurts.” “I’m about half way in, boy. Just relax, and let my shaft slide on in.” “Yes sir.” Zak again pushed on, further opening Ian up, then buried his cock balls deep inside his neg host. Ian tensed up in pain, “Fuck!!” “Damn, you’re so tight, boy. Feels incredible.” “Fuck, give me a sec. Hold on.” Ian slowly relaxed then began to ride Zak’s tool. “Fuck, so fucking hot,” as Zak began to thrust in and out of Ian. “God your cock feels good in me.” Ian’s hole begged for cock, and Zak pounded his ass hard and rough. He again devoured my cock in his mouth, working my pole, drinking up my precum. I pulled my cock from Ian’s mouth, “Suck my balls, boy.” “Yes sir.” Ian licked, then slipped both my balls into his mouth. My cock stiffened as I stroked my throbbing shaft. Ian sucked my balls for a bit then spit them out and stuck his tongue out at the head of my dick. I slapped my cock across his tongue then again fucked his face. Zak continued to plow our twink’s ass. “Fuck, boy, you’re going to push me over the edge. You have one sweet cunt.” “Fuck, shoot your load, Zak.” Zak asked, “You want me to cum, boy?” I nearly shot down Ian’s throat, knowing he was about to take a toxic load of jizz. I pulled my throbbing cock out of his mouth to save my cum for his sloppy hole. “Yes, fuck…..cum inside me.” “Are you sure?” “Fuck yes….shoot your load.” “You got it!!” Zak buried his cock deep in Ian’s hole. “Here it comes, pig.” “Fuck yes.” My eyes were fixed on Zak’s cock and biohazard tattoo. I stroked my shaft slowly, edging myself so close to cumming. Zak’s meat stiffened and throbbed as he started to fill Ian’s cunt with his venom. “Oh my God, I can feel you shooting in me. Fuck, yes.” Zak’s body jerked and he moaned and panted as he loaded Ian’s guts with his poz cream. Sweat ran down Zak’s face and chest. “So fucking sweet.” Zak pulled his still hard cock from Ian’s hole. The last few drops of toxic seed oozed from his piss hole, and Zak slammed back into his victim, working his seed deeper inside. He again pulled out and poz cream leaked from our twink’s cunt down his ball sack. Ian turned his head to look at Zak, “Fuck, did you just cum in me bare?” Zak replied, “Sorry, we prefer it raw. I couldn’t resist giving you my load.” Ian noticed the tattoo on Zak’s abdomen, “You’re poz??!!” Zak said, “Guess so, pig.” “Fuck, and you just shot in me?!!” “Tell me you didn’t love it. Tell me it’s not what you really wanted.” Ian sat on the bed with a stunned look on his face. His cock throbbed rock hard standing straight up. “Look at your cock, boy. Your cock is telling you the truth.” “Fuck.” Tears ran down his cheeks trying to wrap his brain around what this meant. “I can’t say I didn’t love it, but it’s poz cum.” “And it’s the freedom to be a total pig. Tell me you don’t want that.” “I can’t. Fuck!!!” “Tell me you don’t want more poz cum.” Ian’s cock stiffened and pulsed. “I can’t. I don’t get it. I should be furious, but the thought of your poz cum in me is turning me on.” Zak grinned, “Yeah, boy, you want more poz cum, don’t you?” “Fuck……I do. Why is this such a turn on?” Zak leaned over and gave Ian a wet kiss burying his tongue in his mouth. My cock was rock hard watching Ian’s realization that he wanted this as much as we wanted to convert him. “Just go with it, Ian. You want it, just let go.” I asked, “Are you ready for another load of cum?” “Are you poz too?” “Not sure yet. Zak’s been seeding me good for about a month so you may get a poz load and you may not.” Ian’s cock stiffened hearing those words. He stroked his cock shaft. “I don’t want to resist this. It feels so good.” Ian got back on all fours, “Fuck, give it to me. I want it.” Zak grinned, “Fuck, yeah!! That’s it, go with it. Good boy!!” Zak crawled on the bed in front of Ian, and Ian licked up all his poz cream and ass juice from Zak’s meat. While Ian serviced Zak, cleaning his tool, I lubed my cock with spit and slid right into Ian’s gooey hole. My shaft glided right in all the way, working my partner’s toxic juices into Ian’s intestinal walls. Ian began to deep throat Zak’s cock, boning him up again for round two. I continued to plow Ian’s ass, “Fuck, I won’t last long. What a turn on knowing I’m working Zak’s poz seed in you. Ian mumbled with a full mouth, “Yes.” I pumped his ass a few more minutes as Zak thrust in and out of his throat slowly. It pushed me over the edge. “Here it comes, bitch. Take my cum.” I pulled out of Ian’s ass and shot the first rope of cum across his hole then slammed back in his gut shoving my seed inside. My cock continued to throb and shoot my seed in him. “Fuck, I hope you’re taking poz cum. Take it all.” I emptied my balls deep inside Ian. My cock slipped from his hole. A mixture of our seed tinged with pink oozed from his man hole. I slammed my tongue into his gaping cunt and lapped up our juices. Zak moved in behind me, “Are you ready for more of my poz cum, pig?” “Fuck yes. Fuck me.” I moved to the bed on my back and slipped under Ian to suck his boned up cock while Zak plowed into Ian’s wrecked hole. I stroked my shaft and sucked Ian’s hard cock. Zak pounded Ian’s cunt hard. “Work that seed in you, boy. We’re going to convert your ass tonight.” “Oh fuck, give me your poz load.” “You want it?” “Yes!” “Want to poz up, pig?” “Yes, give it to me.” “I’m getting close, pig. You’re going to get my toxic cum.” Ian’s dick was rock hard in my mouth. Ian exclaimed, “Oh fuck, I’m going to shoot!” His cock pulsed and began to shoot his creamy, neg, seed down my throat. “Here’s my second load, boy. Take that poz cum.” “Fuck yes. Give it to me.” Zak thrust in Ian again and let out a wild moan. “Feel me shooting in you, pig? You’re getting my virus right now.” “Oh my God!! It feels incredible!!” Ian filled my mouth with a huge load of jizz, emptying his nuts into my belly. Zak pulled his cock from Ian’s worn out hole. “Keep that seed in you boy. Welcome to the club.” Before Ian left we gave him our phone numbers. Zak hugged him, “You have a sweet ass, boy. When you’re ready for more toxic seed, or your biohazard tattoo, give us a call. Zeek will probably be highly toxic soon too.” “I will. Tonight was amazing. Thanks guys.” Ian planted a kiss on both our lips then slipped out the door. Next……chapter 6 ASAP.

Hot story!!!

I don't think so. He's hot though... Wonder if he barebacks in real life? Probably with his bf (Vinnie D'Angelo) - they're always doing porn together. Wish they'd at least bb each other in porn...