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For those who have read my other stories here, you know that they have been real stories. This is my first attempt at a work of fiction. The only part about it which is true is the setup. THE SETUP: For some time now I have been chatting with a local guy on Grinder who is undetectable. For the most part, he has been reluctant to play, and when he is available, I am not. He recently changed his profile pic to one which was very dark, sitting by his bed in a black hoodie with his hand on his crotch. His profile said, "Its Sunday so come over and get on your knees for confession, amongst other things. Ill have you talking to God in no time." I immediately hit him up telling him that I liked the new pic and profile, and told him that I needed to confess something. He said that he couldn't today as family was visiting, even though his profile mentioned Sunday. We chatted a bit, and I asked him if he was looking for a Priest/Parishioner role play. He stated no, but he had dated a priest for a brief time, and it was pretty dark. He didn't care to discuss it any further, but my cock was rock hard, and oozing pre cum at just the thought of it. Although I knew it would make me late for work, I had to jack a load off. I already had my work shirt off, and was a good thing that I took it off, as I shot a load that hit my chin! To be continued.... If you like!

Part 4 My mind was trying to focus on what the hell was going on, but that 151 Rum had me too befuddled and the fantastic feeling at my ass and the tingle of my cock wouldn't let me focus. I was just really enjoying whatever was going on. It was nothing I had ever felt before. My hole seemed to be on fire with wanting more and more of that licking it was getting. Then that finger seemed to probe a little deeper than it had before and hit something inside me that caused me to raise my ass up higher with a jolt of pleasure. It felt like his whole finger was deep in my ass and tongue was still probing and licking all around it. I was almost ready to bounce. Wow, what a feeling it was causing. Then the finger seemed to rotate, around and around my hole and every time it came around it would hit that one spot and I would moan and jump with pleasure. Then it felt like his finger got bigger, but I kind of thought wait, no, it seemed like he now had two fingers in me and wiggling them around almost like a drum beat on that spot in there, I was definitely bouncing now and actually thrusting my ass onto them even. Whoever this was sure knew how to make a guy feel pleasure. His fingers and tongue were driving me wild and then I was thinking maybe there were more than two fingers in me. I tried to focus more but the booze still had me dizzy, so I just tried to relax and enjoy as I was sure I was getting close to cumming again. It was fantastic and I wanted it, needed it. Then, all at once, as if the person knew it, another hand reached up and took ahold of my cock and squeezed the base of it hard, stopping the sensation of cumming. I groaned, but then his hand let go and the sensations started over again, driving me almost crazy with pleasure. I still had no idea who was down there in the dark, but at this point the need was too great to care. My ass and my cock were both feeling so good, all I wanted was to get off and cum hard. My hole seemed to be stretched more than I thought possible and it felt like there must be more than just two fingers in there, but who cared, it was fantastic and that tongue all around the edges of them and even probing between them at times was formidable. I could not even hold still and was moaning like crazy from it. Then the fingers started going in and out also which was another whole different sensation, getting faster and faster and harder. Sometimes on those in and out thrusts, there was a little pain, very small though, as a fingernail or two would scrape some, but the heavenly feeling overroad that completely. Then I felt the tongue move away from my hole and started to lick its way up across to my balls. The fingers were still digging into my ass but the sensations were growing more intense as I felt the tongue stop and then a mouth took each of my balls in, one at a time, an sucked them slowly and gently, then moved up to the base of my cock and then the tongue came back to tickle lick its way up my shaft and the around the head and then my whole cock was swallowed to the base in one gulp. I felt myself getting ready to cum again, and again, it was anticipated and my cock was released from the mouth and a hand grabbed the base squeezing me hard to stop it. I almost screamed in the need for the release being denied. It was almost agonizing. Then that mouth engulfed me again with a slow up and down bj of pure ecstasy. I was almost continually groaning now from the intensity of the marvelous feelings. I was writhing on the bed and alternating driving my cock into that wonderful mouth and grinding my ass on those fingers in my hole. The fingers were really moving in and out of my hole faster and harder and hitting that special spot inside me and every time they hit it I moaned more. Even the feeing of the fingernails dragging on the outstroke seemed to increase the need to feel more and more and the slight discomfort only made the instroke that much more fantastic. Then I became aware that the person had stopped sucking my cock and lips were gently kissing their way up my stomach and a hand was pushing my t-shirt up as the kisses rose up my body. I quickly let loose of my shorts I was still holding and reaching down grabbed my shirt and raising my body slightly pulled it off over my head and tossed it with my shorts. I became aware slightly that whoever was moving up me seemed to be bare skin against mine too. Then those marvelous lips moved to one of my nipples and the mouth closed on it and sucked it and even nipped it a little with teeth. I groaned even louder. It was as if my nipple was directly wired to my ass and cock and I involuntarily arched my back trying to feed more of my breast. Then the mouth let go and went across my chest to my other nipple and again the same relentless feelings erupted in me. My nipples were tingling, my ass was on fire and my cock felt like an iron bar and I was trembling from head to toe. I never wanted this to end it was so great. The before I knew it the lips were climbing higher up me to my neck, nuzzling and nipping and sucking from one side of it to the other., Then, all at once the fingers dragged out of my hole, causing me to groan again at the empty feeling now there. I couldn't help myself as I moaned, NO, and tried to push my ass lower to feel them again. As I did this I felt something odd touch my hole now. It felt much bigger than the fingers had. This went through my mind as I was telling them to please put them back in, when the new object touched my hole just as I was wrapping my arms around the person and both of the arms grabbed my legs raising them higher as the object poked into my hole a bit. My eyes went wide open then as I finally realize that this person, who had given me more pleasure than I could remember, was another guy. I froze in place, which was my complete undoing then, as HIS cock, I now realized, penetrated my hole and drove deep into me. Being much larger than his fingers it hurt some but when he hit that spot inside me, again involuntarily, I thrust my ass up higher which drove his cock as deep as it could get into my very depths. As his cock bottomed out in me and before I could say anything, his mouth all at once closed on my wide open mouth and his tongue drove almost into my throat. I was so shocked I couldn't move or with his mouth on mine say anything. Then before I could recover his cock started its back stroke rubbing against my hot spot and then back in again. I found myself raising my ass up without knowing how, meeting his inthrust and slapping our bare skin together hard. He then started to fuck me in a rush. The fantastic feelings hit me like a ton of bricks and I found myself moaning with the pleasure and driving my ass back at him on every in stroke of his cock. I could not seem to stop. I wanted this release that was building in me. My cock was throbbing like never before. We drove at each other in a frenzy of lust. Time seemed to almost stand still. Over and over he drove his cock into me as if to push it clear through me and into the bed. Harder and faster and more and more. For a good 15 or 20 minutes we ravished each other. Then he leaned back and broke off the kiss and looking me directly in the eyes for the first time, said, "OMG, I am going to cum. I am going to fill your ass with my seed and you will be changed forever as my toxic cum swims inside you. Take my HIV cum and love it." I was cumming myself so what he said didn't register and being still quite drunk it took a while anyway. I just thrust my own ass hard onto his cock and could feel his throbbing and my own cock was throbbing between us. Then, without warning, the whole room lit up, as someone had come in the door and switched the light on.

Clay sipped his half pint of lager as he stood on the mezzanine level overlooking the ground floor of the newly refurbished bar. He still didn't like what they had done to the place as it was now all modern and sleek and totally out of character to how it use to be when it was just a sleazy pub on the corner of a street in Earls Court. At 22 Clay was not the type of young lad who could stop traffic, he was okay looking and definitely not a kick out of bed person. He stood at average height of 5 feet 7 inches with a medium build that muscular but not defined, he certainly looked as though he could rugby tackle you to the ground. In fact Clay was just your stereotypical young gay lad who was pretty normal, from the looker on aspect you would never know he was gay. He looked around again at his surroundings with sadness at what they had done to the place. His housemate and he would come to the pub a couple of times a week to enjoy a drink and people watch as it was one of London's notorious locations. Clay never picked up guys from here as they were mostly older clientele, well when your only 22 years old anything over 30 seemed older to those who had not experienced what came with age. He smiled to himself watching guys who were so obviously giving the eye to other guys as they would casually walk by, hopping they could pick a trick up for the night. Clay jumped as Kit tapped him on the shoulder "Your going to fall if you lean any further out". "Kit don't make me jump like that. Just watching the men trying to pick up guys" he replied. Kit leaned over and laughed "Yeah funny you can see everything now, here got you another drink". Clay took the glass and downed his nearly empty glass in his other hand "Thanks". Clay and Kit had become friends over the last couple of months after they met purely by accident on an internet chat room, it turned out that Kit only lived just under a mile away from Clay. It was only the third time they had actually met and it was purely on a social basis that they would hop on a bus over to Earls Court for drink then home again. Kit sported a zero crop and at 32 he was ten years older than Clay, he stood 5 feet 8 inches with a trim build and pretty attractive to the type of men he liked to play with. Kit was diagnosed with hiv several months ago and from the outset had been pretty open with Clay about it and how he thought it happened, he would often regal how the one night with the man who fucked him like a rag doll over and over for several hours, depositing countless loads in his ravaged arse. Kit would often laugh about how hot the sex was with this man, who would often brag that during his escorting he had fucked over 1000 men bareback and never failed to deliver at least 3 loads to each of them. But Kit was mindful never to reveal to much about him, Clay didn't ask nor was he interested as he liked his casual pub buddy friendship with Kit. For Clay sex was safe and controlled with no wild abandonment, he had only been sexually active for 3 years, he thought sex with men was just about bending over and getting fucked, a kiss on the cheek and then they would depart. There had been a few evenings where Clay had imagined himself laying in bed getting fucked senseless like Kit often described as he masturbated at the same time. Clay's attention was drawn to the older man walking up the spiral staircase to mezzanine level where they stood, inwardly he chuckled to himself at the 70's moustache that adorned his upper lip, the leather jacket, white t-shirt and chaps over his denim jeans. Clays eyes were focused on him as there was something about him, was it an air of dignity and self confidence that he exuded. He looked a little out of place and was making a bee line in their direction, Clay could make out that he was skinny, probably too skinny but he fitted his clothes well. He was not unattractive and at six foot he towered over them both and Clay guessed he must have been at least 50 years old, but then again he was not the best at determining peoples age. Kit noticed that Clay was looking to his left and stood up straight at the sight of the strange man approaching. "Hello Jurgen, don't often see you in this neck of the woods" Kit said and smiled almost licking his lips. Jurgen nodded "Hello Kitty, I come to see what they had done to this place" he replied in a heavy German accent. "Am I interrupting you Kitty?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay. Kit looked at Clay "No Jurgen this is Clay, he lives near me in Battersea". Jurgen held out his hand "Hello Clay nice to meet you". Clay took his hand which was stronger than his build lead you to believe "Hi Jurgen nice to meet you to". "Can I get you both a drink?" Jurgen asked. Kit nodded asking for a pint of lager whilst Clay replied he was okay for the moment. Jurgen turned and went down the stairs, Clay watched him carefully unsure what to make of him when he realised Jurgen caught his gaze and smiled back at him causing Clay to feel uneasy but noticed. Clay watched as Jurgen made his way to the bar, the bartender put the pint of lager on the counter and Clay turned to talk to Kit. Jurgen slipped a tiny tablet in to the drink, he stood at the bar waiting for a few minutes to let it dissolve before making his way back to where they stood. The bar was getting busy considering it was still only 7pm, Kit had become like a little child with a spring in his step, something Clay thought was to do with Jurgen. He wondered if Jurgen was the man who Kit often referred to, he mused for a few moments until Jurgen arrived and handed the drink to Kit. Jurgen smiled at Clay as Kit was drinking his third pint, Clay had never seen him drink like this before, he was only halfway through the pint when he started to slur his words. Clay chatted away with Jurgen and was much more at ease, he kept one eye on Kit who was now besotted and holding Jurgen's arm. Clay found Jurgen to be highly intellectual and engaging to a point of being mesmerising. Kit went to in to kiss Jurgen but he slipped to the side and hugged him instead. "Are you alright Kit?" Clay asked as Kit started to fumble around. Kit had a slightly glazed look "I think I have drunk to much". Clay shook his head "Come on lets get you home". Jurgen held kit up "I have a car around the corner I will drive you both home" he said looking at Clay. "Oh, are you sure Jurgen?" Clay replied grabbing Kit's other arm. "Yes of course" Jurgen replied smiling at Clay "It's on my way to Brixton and I can drop you off as well". They laid Kit on the back seat who was mumbling and not making and sense, Clay climbed in the passenger seat next to Jurgen and they headed over the Thames to Battersea. Clay kept checking on Kit as he was now slightly concerned by his dramatic fall from grace whilst he and Jurgen made small talk. Clay unlocked the front door and then helped Jurgen carry Kit to his bedroom and lay him on the bed. Clay placed Kit's keys on the bedside table with his phone and followed Jurgen back to the car and resumed his seat next to him. "Do you think he will be alright?" Clay looked at Jurgen who was entering the postcode in the Sat Nav for Clay's house. Jurgen smiled whilst watching the road "I'm sure he is drunk, he will be fine in a few hours". "I guess so. So how do you know Kit?" Clay asked out of interest. Jurgen smiled "Off the internet, we met one night and I changed his life forever and how he looks at sex". Clay giggled "Are you that good then?", Jurgen glanced and smirked. "Kitty had a full night of me fucking him relentless, but if I am any good only you could tell" he responded. Clay frowned a little "I think not" pondering what Jurgen said "How did you change his look on sex?". Jurgen smiled "I set him free of his inhibitions by giving him my gift". The naive Clay shook his head "Your gift, what is that?". Jurgen chuckled and patted Clay's knee "My gift is only given to those who seek or throw caution to the wind". Clay looked out of the window "I don't get it, your not making any sense to me". Jurgen glanced at him "I have given my gift and converted many a man, but none as young as you". "Many men?" Clay replied. Jurgen smirked "Many men pay hundreds of pounds to enjoy sex with me". Clay's mouth fell open "Are you an escort then?" "Yes, I am quite a well known international escort and master of a stable" he said casually. Clay looked at him "Sorry, master of a stable?". Jurgen laughed "I have slaves for sex some pay and those devoted don't pay". Clay shook his head "I am not really up on all the stranger things in sex". Jurgen glanced over at Clay "You have a boyfriend?". "No, not yet, I do want to find one but most of them fuck and then leave" he replied lowering his head. The car pulled up outside the house "Thank you for the lift home Jurgen" Clay said as he opened the car door. "Are you not going to invite me in for coffee, it is still only 8pm?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay. "Oh err" he paused unsure if this was wise but in a slip of the moment "Okay" he said "But just coffee". Jurgen sat at the kitchen table whilst Clay put on some coffee to brew, they talked about Jurgen's travels and the places he had seen. Clay stood by the coffee machine and looked at Jurgen. "Why do you call Kit Kitty?" Clay asked not knowing what to expect for an answer. Jurgen laughed "He is my pussy when I need to release some tension and breed him". Clay looked on curiously "Breed him, doesn't that mean without a condom?". "Yes, condoms are no good when you want to have real sex, you need to feel everything" Jurgen replied as he stood up. Clay laughed but didn't then without thinking he spoke "So did you give Kit HIV?". Jurgen smirked at Clay "Oh yes the night I fucked him relentlessly for hours". Clay watched as Jurgen took off his leather jacket and saw the veiny arms, he was skinny but he was also packing a defined toned body and sporting tattoos on his upper arm that he couldn't quite make out. Clay felt embarrassed as he realised his cock was hardening and this didn't go unnoticed by Jurgen. "You are very naive about a lot of things aren't you?" Jurgen asked catching Clay off guard. Clay looked as Jurgen stroked his moustache "Well I suppose I am, but I am in no hurry to explore". Jurgen smiled "So have you ever made love with another man?". Clay looked curiously at him "I have kissed and fucked with a few men". Jurgen shook his head "No, have you ever made love, proper love with several hours of intimacy together?". "Well no, I thought it was just fuck, kiss and goodbye" Clay replied retrieving the cups from the cupboard. Jurgen shook his head again "When you make love you will know, you get lost in each other". "Lost in each other?" Clay replied and noticed that Jurgen was walking towards him. "You become very intimate and erotic whilst enjoying such an amazing experience" he replied touching Clay's arm. Clay caught his breath "Do you have milk and sugar in your coffee?". Jurgen put his arm around Clay "No milk and no sugar, I like it hot and strong". Clay stopped what he was doing in case he spilt the coffee, the arm around his chest stroked him lightly through the flimsy shirt whilst his cock stiffened in to full erection from the sensation he was feeling. Jurgen was slowly but carefully teasing and seducing Clay without him realising. Everyone Jurgen had sex with was around his age or slightly younger and he knew he wanted to taste this virile young lad and let him host his strain of the virus. Clay laughed "I would have to find someone and see for myself" bringing the subject back on course. Jurgen kissed his neck "If you was older I would help and teach you how to become a great lover". Clay smiled as a desire to have Jurgen make love to him took over "So am I to young to teach?". Jurgen turned Clay around to face him "No, but then I am probably to old for you, what are you 20?". Clay laughed "No I am 22, so how do I know you are as good as you say you are?". Jurgen laughed "Get older and maybe I will make love to you all night". "I don't have that many condoms" Clay chuckled. Jurgen smiled "You don't need condoms when making love Clay, love making should be done naturally". Clay was nibbling at the bait "I see how that makes sense" he replied completely ignoring the risk associated. Clay turned and poured the coffee handing the cup to Jurgen who took it and sat back down at the table. Conversation returned to general chit chat but Clay didn't think for one minute that he was hooked dangling like a fish. He carried the empty cups over to the kitchen sink, Jurgen stood and Clay heard him say that maybe they would meet again and have a drink sometime, as much as he was now craving the idea and experience of being made love to the risk was just to great but something inside was overriding the risk. Clay wasn't sure if he should shake hands or give him a hug so he held out his hand which Jurgen looked at for a moment. He approached Clay and pulled him in to a hug. Clay could not contain his cock as it went rigid at this man's touch, he could feel the bristle of the moustache against his neck as Jurgen kissed him tenderly and worked his way around Clay's chin. Jurgen held Clay in his arms, his face only inches away from Jurgen's, he could tell he was talking but he didn't hear a word. Clay was totally captivated by him and was secretly urging Jurgen to kiss him with abandonment. Clay inched his face closer, Jurgen looked Clay deep in the eyes and moved his mouth towards Clay's. It was a quick kiss on the lips that flashed through Clay's body like electricity, every nerve ending was heightened and the tingling ran had to toe, before he had time to think his mouth was open and Jurgen closed in quickly. He snapped his eyes open wide as his mouth was invaded by Jurgen's tongue, he tried to push and protest instinctively but before long his hand rested on Jurgen's shoulders as they kissed quietly. They kissed passionately for 5 minutes before Jurgen released his lips from Clay's, he said nothing but looked Clay in the eye keeping him close in a tight lovers embrace. "Can you, ahhm, will you, oh, do you" Clay couldn't get his words out. Jurgen smiled "Do you want to make love with me Clay?" he asked before kissing him on the mouth again. Clay could not protect himself any more and looked pleadingly at him "Yes I do Jurgen". Jurgen kissed him again "Shall we go somewhere more comfortable?". Clay nodded and lead the way to the bedroom in silence holding hands as Jurgen closed the door. Clay felt Jurgens arms wrap around him from behind and he started kissing Clay's neck whilst he crotch rubbed up against his arse, Jurgen caressed Clay's body and began removing his clothes. Before long they both stood naked and Clay could see the words 'Obey and Serve' tattooed on his inside thigh, above his left buttock he sported a tattoo of a bull with horns. Clay felt the pressure on his shoulders as he was pushed down to his knees until he was face to face with Jurgen's eight inch thick cock that was drooling precum. He moved his head closer and placed his lips around the cock head and gently sucked getting a mouth full of toxic precum as he did so, he cupped the heavy set of balls hanging between Jurgen's legs. From a distance he heard the words 'they are fully loaded', Jurgen had not ejaculated for a week and had a nice quantity of virus laden seed to sow and Clay was going to get it all. Clay's head was a mix of emotions and doubt, he stopped sucking and stood up instantly in the arms of Jurgen. Any doubt he had was gone the minute Jurgen clamped his mouth on Clay's and they began kissing with more passion. In the bedroom only the bedside table spot light was on casting a variety of shadows on the wall, Jurgen and Clay were locked together kissing, Clay felt his body being pushed back towards the bed. He knelt on the bed and began to shuffle back as Jurgen kept moving forward. Their kiss never broke as he felt himself being lowered on to the bed, his head on the pillow and his mouth attached to Jurgen's. Clay felt Jurgen's left leg push his own one apart as he laid on top in between Clay's legs. A natural instinct caused him to lift his legs over Jurgen's and his arms wrapped around the shoulders of the man laying on top kissing him, he was drunk on lust and lost in a world of passion that he had never before experienced. He no longer saw an older man, just a passionate love maker as Jurgen kissed Clay deeper and deeper. Sometime had passed and now he could feel Jurgen's legs pushing at his own causing them to lift up. Slowly Jurgen pulled his knees up and locked them either side of Clay's arse, Jurgen groaned in pleasure, he now had Clay in the perfect position to be bred. Raising his hips he allowed his cock to trace down the crack of Clay's arse depositing a slimy trail of precum in its's wake, Clay moaned and arched his back at the sensation. Jurgen positioned the head of his cock tight against Clay's hole, he proceeded to slowly wriggle his hips coating the hole with precum, every wriggle he pushed a little harder until the head of his cock popped through in to Clay's arse. Clay gripped Jurgen's shoulder and cried at the sudden rush of pain coursing though his arse and back, Jurgen began to kiss Clay's neck holding his position perfectly still for a moment before he gently applied more pressure, again Clay's back arched and he yelped a little louder in pain as another two inches of his lover's cock penetrated in to his body. His hole was being stretched apart, this was by far the biggest cock he had ever tried to take. Jurgen continued wriggling his hips with slow and small undulations until Clay relaxed. Jurgen kissed him deeply and glided his cock home, several times he saw Clay's eyes close and wince with pain but he was not about to let this one get away. Clay felt the coarseness of pubes tickling his arse until they were rubbing up against his now extended hole. Jurgen broke the kiss and looked him the eye stroking the side of his head as he began small gentle but rhythmic undulations of his hips pushing his cock deep in to Clay's arse, he was moaning loudly and gasping every time Jurgen bottomed out in him. Clay had never felt anything so wonderful yet painful on some level, he was relaxing the more Jurgen kissed as caressed him. Jurgen pushed his hips down hard and Clay cried in pain from the deep penetration of Jurgen's cock, a tear welled up in the corner of one eye, Clay clasped his hands around the neck of Jurgen looking him in the eye 'oh my god that's amazing'. Jurgen loomed closer and tenderly kissed him on the mouth, steadily his hips kept up a deep rhythm that drove the pleasure he felt beyond this world, his hands caressing Jurgen's back and his toes curled at the intensity and passion of a real man making love to him. Jurgen was in no rush to breed this young lad, he controlled the desire to shoot several times, his cock was constantly balls deep. An hour passed like five minutes to Clay and Jurgen seemed to want to go on for ages, his arse was beginning to ache from the continuous fucking. He felt Jurgen tighten his arm around the back of his neck as the rhythm increased in pace and intensity, Jurgen making deep low groans, his balls were beginning to tighten and he knew it was time to take this boy on a new journey. Jurgen raised his head and looked Clay in the eye smiling, Clay was struggling to cope with the hardness and speed of the fucking, he looked worryingly up at Jurgen who leaned in and gave him a comforting kiss. Panic came over Clay as he tried to push Jurgen off but he was rewarded with more passionate kisses with Jurgen telling him how good a lover he was making. Clay looked up in to Jurgen's eyes he was a good lover he thought to himself and strangely he became quiet and allowed Jurgen to continue, he pulled Jurgens head next to his and clasped on to him for dear life, he could do nothing but squeeze the word 'yes' out of him. His eyes opened wide as he felt Jurgen ram his hips down locking his cock deeper inside he grunted loudly and his body shuddered. Jurgen felt the abrupt rush of his pent up toxic seed, racing through his cock like twin rivers, turning with an acidic twist and a burning desire to breed but not slowing down. He grabbed hold of Clay's back, instinctually afraid he might leave him at the most crucial point. He could sense his pleasure passing through him almost unnoticed by Clay as he fixed his entire concentration on getting the job done. Clay moaned and his back arched supported by Jurgen's hand, he felt the blurry warmth of the climax and his legs wrapped around Jurgen holding him close against his own body. His eyes caught the dark shadows casted on the wall, their bodies entwinned and the unmistakable rapid up and down movement of Jurgen's arse as he pumped his potent seed in to Clay. He gasped at the shadow realising what he had done, his head awash with regret at what he had just done, he saw the shadow of Jurgen's arse grinding against his own. Clay had no time to gather his thoughts as Jurgen's mouth was locked on to his in an instance as they kissed with a new passion for each other. Jurgen's cock stayed hard and deep inside Clay, his hips gently ground against the freshly bred boy hole nursing the seed deeper in to Clay. For several hours the scenario was repeated until Jurgen rolled on his side after shooting his fifth load, Clay's legs were wrapped around Jurgen's waist and his cock was still buried deep up to his balls inside Clay, they kissed until they both fell asleep. Clay stirred as the sunlight hit his face, Jurgen tightened his arms around Clay and kissed him as he rolled him on to his back, the first thrust caused Clay to cry through the silence in the room, he pushed hard against Jurgen 'stop it fucking hurts' Jurgen pushed Clay's arms over his head and held them there. He prised Clay's mouth open slipping his tongue in and kissing him deeply, he stopped and looked Clay in the eye 'I own you and your arse' with that he rammed in several hard thrusts causing Clay to whimper and cry out. Jurgen's gaze was focused on Clay's eyes, his face only inches away, Clay looked back deep in to the eyes as if he could see Jurgen's soul, before he realised it he had lifted his head to kiss Jurgen grimacing through the painful love making until he felt the familiar warmth of Jurgen's climax firing in to this arse. For the first time in eight hours Jurgen finally pulled his cock out, Clay rolled on his side as the pain was unbearable. Jurgen sat on the side of the bed and began to get dressed, the pain in Clay's arse burning like the fires of hell. "I will let myself out" he said looking at Clay "By the way what we did last night was amazing". Clay didn't really know what to say "What do I do now?" Jurgen looked at him and smiled "Look forward to the next time, you are now my number one". "What do you mean?" Clay asked him. Jurgen smiled "I told you, I own your arse, your at my beck and call now". Clay laid there on the bed looking up at the ceiling, Jurgen leaned over and kissed him before telling him that he will come over next Friday to make love to him again. Clay just nodded and watched as he left, he fell asleep on his back and all he could see in his dreams was the shadow against the wall and the image of the arse pumping up and down that was breeding him. When he did wake later that afternoon the white sheet under his arse was stained red from the thick wads of cum that had seeped out and pooled there, Clay laid back on the bed and stroked his cock gently, he could only see Jurgen's face and the feeling of his cock inside him, his back arched up as he shot his seed over his chest and up along his face. His own seed causing more mess that Jurgen's, as he fingered his arse he looked at it coated with a pink thick strand, his seed stuck like glue to Clay's insides working it's magic, it would take the rest of the day until it stopped seeping out. His phone started ringing, he picked it up and glanced at the screen to see Kit was calling him, he muted it and set it down on the bedside table and fell asleep.

Not 'The Trainee' but a new story called 'In The Dark' has been finished by me.

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One of the best chemsex stories I've read. More please!

PART 2: 5’9 190 BBC 7.5 With asianboi cum in my cunt, of course I needed more! There was a commotion at three set of booths, someone was in the left booth and middle booth, every troll was trying to peak in the left booth but someone placed the chair over the hole. There must be someone hot in the left booth because the in and outs of the right was frantic like a swarm of flies on raw meat. I went into the right booth and sure enough the hole blocked as well as paper placed over to ensure some semblance of privacy. Finally the middle guy left and I quickly step in before the other trolls could. I saw an unattractive heavy set black guy playing with his slick black cock, must have been 7 1/2 inches. Damn! I tap the hole with my middle finger ? in and upward motion, hoping that he gets the signal. Sure enough, this wet black cock comes through, balls to the wall and sticking up in an angry curve. The BB test: I notice it had already had spit on it but decided to dribble more onto his raw cock. I did a bb text on his cock. What’s a bb text you may ask? Well I blow on the cock to see if it stretches. ?. Then I cup the base and do nothing for 5 seconds. I then press the head of the cock against the check of my face. Giving the sensation of skin to skin feel. Testing if he moves away or not. If he doesn’t, then he’s going to fuck raw, if they freak then they usually pull away. (Also it helps to determine if it’s hard enough for penetration) He doesn’t move. In fact he rearrange his hard black cock into the hole. He wants he entire raw cock in me. I spin around and impail Myself on his raw sloppy cock with spit from other guys glistening on it. No lube it slips in and I can feel asianboi cum mix in and he’s using my pussy like a mad man. I think he was finally ready to cum after numerous guys were blowing him. He’s fucking my hole but not all of it is in me. He sticks his fingers into the hole. Fuck the glory holes aren’t big enough really but he is able to pull my cunt lips through the GH to get more of his BBC in me. Litterly arranges my hole through the glory hole so more of his dick can get in. Fuck he’s really using my hole as a cunt and is relentless. I’m in fuck heaven and puffing poppers to loosen my hole. I’m moaning and the walls are rattling in that familiar sound of fucking. All the trolls are taking turns looking through the other hole and one brave soul had pushed the chair away but I couldn’t move and place it back. I was shamelessly empailed and being fuck like a bitch in heat and didn’t care. All saw me ass up against the hole being fucked. One guy edge me on through the hole. Others were knocking on my door trying to get in. I ignored them knowing they just wanted to watch. The BBC kept at it and sped up and I knew he was close. When it came he grunted loud and everyone knew he was emptying his balls into my sloppy used hole. He kept it there for a bit, making sure every drop got in and I squeezed it to milk each drop. His dick plop out and he cleaned his sloppy cock before I could offer my mouth. I felt my sloppy hole and was in anguish.. why isn’t it enough and I need more??! But pickings were sad after that and I decided to leave.

Part 5 I was cumming so hard that at first the ight coming on didn't register. Then someone was saying, "Hey, wow, you're actually breeding the straight guy!?" The guy who had just fucked me, didn't answer, he just smiled as he got up. I was still too stunned and drunk to speak. Just still laying there trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. There were two guys that had come in the door and I realized that they had been the two in the living room making out, before. They were both naked with hard cocks in hand and definitely large ones, at that. As the guy who had just fucked me got off of the bed, they both walked up to the bed and were staring at my hole as I had not lowered my legs. One of them said, "Wow, not only did you breed him but you did it bareback as well and there is cum leaking out of his hole." I was still trying to comprehend what had happened and didn't register that much. Then one of the newcomers, leaned over the bed at my ass and then his head dove in and his tongue licked my tender hole. I found myself moaning involuntarily and then his tongue entered my hole and I gasped. Without my control my legs just opened wider up as he rimmed me good, licking up the leaking cum and then driving his tongue into me to get more. Then he quickly climbed on the bed and the next thing I knew, he was on top of me and his big cock was driving into me. I tried to say no, but his mouth covered mine and his tongue drove deep into my mouth stifling my protest. Then he leaned back a little and told me, "I can't help it. Your hole is so hot and tight, I had to do this." Then he commenced to fuck me hard and fast. Almost immediately, I found myself thrusting my ass at him to get more an the intense feelings pleasure overwhelmed me. again. We drove our entire bodies at each other in a frenzy of lust. I just found myself carried away by the feelings and closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. He pounded my hole crazily and for a good 5 minutes, before I felt a change and his cock seemed to grow and get harder and his thrusts became erratic. Then he almost yelled, "Here it comes. I am going to fill your hole so full of cum. Get ready to take my poz load deep." With that he drove into me as deep and hard as he could and I felt his cock throbbing. He ground his cock around and around in me as he was cumming and then as his cock finally softened he slipped out of me. He quickly got up smiling and said something about, I hope that takes hold good in you, whatever that meant. The other guy almost pushed him out of the way as he climbed between my legs and wham his cock was driven deep into me before I could say anything. He was immediately pounding away. I was totally lost to lust. I couldn't protest, just went with it and continued to thrust my ass hard as he thrust into me. We were both in a huge rush. I could feel my cock growing and tingling again. He reamed my hole with almost a vengeance. We drove at each other, over and over and over. All too soon, although it was another good 15 or so minutes, I felt his cock get harder and then my own cock also, Then with a last deep crashing thrust, I felt his cock start to throb as he was cumming in me and my own cock blew another huge load almost at the same time. We ground at each other, both of us moaning and groaning in passion. Then it was over and as his soft cock plopped out of my hole he was saying, "Man, that was intense. I love pozzing a hole and now a formerly straight one at that was really wild." I still did not understand what he meant, but didn't care at the time. I was spent and satisfied completely and could hardly move. I just laid thiere for a while with my legs still in the air and spread savoring the feelings.

So this is just the foreplay. Would love some feedback as there are so many directions to go after this. Thanks for reading. -sewerffag@gmail.com I’ll just get right down to it, cuz that’s what we’re here for right? So my meth dealer is fucking sexy/sleazy/I’d fuck him when I’m sober/I drool over him when high and is the kinda confident macho bro that knows it. I’d guess he’s right around 40 but his demeanor and look is younger, as if he’s not maturing past his early 30s. He works out plenty, and while he's definitely always high, he handles his drug well, so well that he’s made it apart if his swagger, upping his sex appeal (course this aspect probably only appeals to meth users). Now, he’'s definitely straight because he always has hungry, territorial bitches hangin on him when I come to pick up, but like most straight guys who know they're hot, hung, and have an inflated ego (false or otherwise) he teases the fags shamelessly. Whores for attention, and I’m a sucker for an attention whore. One Friday afternoon when I am over to pick up, I know he’s horny and in a mood because he is shirtless and wearing these navy blue Gym shorts (why is it always gym shorts?) that he sags, showing off some nice furry crack and about an inch of what looks like dingy CK boxer briefs. I’ve seen these shorts numerous times but it dawns on me just now that if he didn’t sag them so much they’d only fall to about mid thigh, peculiarly short for such a bro. In any case his huge cock flops visibly around in them when he saunters towards me, his muscled ass stretching the worn navy nylon in the back, and a few holes show flesh or underwear beneath. Without fail he always manages to bend over or squat at least once each visit in locations that are blatant appeals to my obvious faggot desires. Sure, he knows that I know that he knows I’d get on my knees and beg for it if he allowed me the opportunity, but what he doesn’t know are the all the diverse and extreme ways I would beg to service him. It is this knowledge, this indecorous depravity, that allows me to barely maintain my confidence around him. I was sure that if given the chance and motivation I could blow his mind by getting him to blow his load in 3 minutes or less, and change his life forever. The fucker sure gives me a run for my money though...those first few clouds he offers me, knowing I haven't smoked in a while so he can watch me go from composed business-casual gay to sweaty, needy, chemwhore in 60 seconds flat. I just can't help it. That bitch Tina immediately hijacks my brain, silencing any self control, dignity or hesitations and ignites a pathetic hunger, an inexhaustible need… My eyes (and my kunt) dilate, my cock twitches, and I salivate from both holes and my cock all at once. Unconsciously I rub my inner thigh and readjust my cum swollen balls and swelling cock. I know that I'm staring at him, at his muscles as he flexes his arms ripping the bong, the size of his hands, and then my eyes following the massive cloud he blows purposely down onto his crotch. The perfectly timed twitch of his cock through the swirling smoke, a trap I realize immediately when he snickers and my eyes snap to his leering back at me. Without breaking eye contact he leans forward, let’s spreading wider (those fucking gym shorts!) and passes me the bong. “Here ya go man, best shit I’ve had in a while. Been making me wicked horny all day. Take a couple good rips off that while I weigh you out.” I don’t even hesitate or don’t break eye contact till he smiles and looks away to go about our transaction. Torch clicks, crystal melts, chamber fills and I suck that bong like the glass cock it is. He watches me exhale a thick cloud even bigger than his and whistles. I’m already power lunging my 3rd rip when he leans back into his chair, folding his beefy arms behind his buzzed sandy blonde head and exposing those ripe pits. He slouches more, legs spreading further and crotch pushing forward even more and resumes his leering as I exhale... even more slowly this time, letting the smoke ooze from my mouth while meeting his domineering gaze. At this point I don't really care that he's smirking down at me, in fact it does exactly what it’s meant to: makes me want him, to submit to him more, helplessly falling deeper into his well practiced thrall. Now, as an unwavering, no reciprocation necessary, worshiper-of-cock kind of cocksucker, I have no problem dropping to my knees and servicing any man who knows how to put my grateful holes to good use but in my experience (or my assumptions) not many straight men really know about us faggots and/or just aren't interested. This guy though? I’d bet my left nut he knows exactly what to do with me. I pass the bong back to him and it’s then I realize there’s no one else in the house for once...just him and those fucking gym shorts with that big old dick print and some ripe fucking pits. Usually, I come in, give him cash, smoke a few hits and then leave, but this time he has invited me in, sat me on his couch across from him and is casually getting me twisted bong high. “So Cassandra thinks you’re a faggot” he states. “She says you’re kind occasionally come into her club cuz they’re still closeted and trying to play it straight in front of their bro friends. ‘They’re always so awkward and never want a lap dance but they always tip real well,’ she says. You ever had that experience?” He more insinuates than asks. “No actually, I embraced my faggotry at a young age so I never had to ‘fake it.’ More often I am the person those bros call when they leave the club. All horned up, buzzed, and looking to use some hungry hole or be serviced with out the emotional shit their women make them go through,” Hell if he thought he would catch me off guard and shame me into…whatever he had in mind, he thought wrong. This response shocked him for a moment as he coughed and sputtered out his cloud, looked at me dead on checking to make sure I wasn’t bullshitting him, and then smiled. “So after Cassandra told me this, I did a little research. Fuckin Tumblr opened my eyes real wide. I’ll admit I had no idea you guys really existed…and what really got me going is that you exist to worship, service, whatever the fuck I want. The moment you walked in today I knew Cassie was right and that you will gratefully do whatever I tell you.” The fact that this last part was a statement and not a question made me whimper under my breath. He passed me back the bong and said, “Finish that faggot. I can tell you’re about to loose your shit just being in my presence and for what I have in mind, I want you all ready to go. Then you can show me if you faggots are worth a real man’s time. “

Might be shooting some amateur porn with my poz buddy. Already mapping out ideas in my head.

No interest in skinny bitches. This is the epitome of hot.

I forgot to mention, the best type of ass to rim is one that has been recently bred. I had a guy come over with 6 loads in his ass and I licked and sucked them out. At first, there was only a little bit coming out but then I hit a spot that made it all gush out all over my face. Fucking awesome.

Was having drinks with a couple of friends last night, invited a young top over to breed a virgin top buddy .After several hours of him getting fucked aand finally bred. He turned his sights on me . Pounded my hole for thirty minutes before seeding me, i sucked off the other top.

Part 6 Somewhere in time, my legs finally came down and I was out like a light, again. Sometime later I woke up with my legs in the air again and on someone's shoulders and another cock deep in my hole. What the hell? I was starting to come down from the drunk and was now more aware, but what the hell was going on. This guy was plowing the hell out of my ass and my cock was hard as a steel bar from it. I found myself thrusting hard against him, trying to get more and more of that cock in me. In short order, I felt him grow a little more and then felt his cock throbbing in me as he was cumming in my ass. I was a little disappointed as I was hard and had a nice tingle in my cock that needed to be done. He got up and was soon gone. Another guy had laid down beside me though and one of his hands took ahold of my cock and stroked it as his other one turned my head towards him and he planted a kiss on my lips, prying his tongue into my mouth. I was too horny to object as I wanted my release. Then his hand let go of my cock, making me groan in frustration, and then his fingers were entering my hole. In almost no time at all, I could tell he had more than one in me. It actually felt like he had all 4 in me. He began to drive them in and out of me hard, dragging his fingernails on the way out. The scratching hurt but the pleasure made me forget it. Then he began to raise up over me, spreading my legs as he got between them. Then I felt something hit my balls as he pulled his fingers out of me one last time. I gasped as I realized it was his cock and it felt huge. He lined the head of it up with my hole and I felt it all around my hole and thought, I better stop him as there was no way that monster could fit in me. Before I could say anything, his mouth was back on mine and then I felt my hole stretching impossibly. He kept kissing me and pushing and then with an audible pop, the head of his cock entered me. I almost came unglued with the pain of that. He held still for a few seconds is all, and the slowly he pushed more and more of that gigantic cock into me. I could only gasp. It took a while but then I felt his balls finally hit my ass and as they did he broke off the kiss and told me, "Nice hole you have to be able to take all of my 12" cock in there. I can't wait to dump my nice toxic load deep in you and make you one of us." I had no idea what he was talking about but didn't get to ask as he started to fuck me and fast and hard immediately. I gasped at the pain and pleasure combination. He kept going and going and going. Soon, the pain started to fade and the sheer size of him made the pressure on my hot spot in there was constant. I started to cum within the first couple of minutes, but the pressure kept my cock hard and tingling continually. He pounded my hole harder and faster than any of the others, on and on and on. I was beginning to think he would never cum. I felt my own cock erupt twice more before his movements started to get a little more jerky and his cock somehow grew more yet. I knew he was getting ready to cum. It had to have been a good 45 minutes since he had started. Then he almost roared and buried his cock as far into me as he could. It felt like something deep inside me tore a little as all of his cock entered into me and started to throb like a bass drum in me. I felt myself cum again. This was crazy. I don't think I had ever cum that many times before in this amount of time. It was marvelous. I rose up to meet him making sure every inch was in me as we ground our bodies from head to toe against each other. Then, I was out again. I awoke to find myself completely clothed. What the hell? Had that all been a strange dream? But, as I thought that, I knew it could not have been as my ass was sore as hell and my pants felt extremely wet in the crotch area. What was I doing and how did my clothes get back on? I was still pretty much dazed and disoriented. Then the door opened up and a guy came in carrying a drink. He said he had heard that I was probably in need of a refresher. I had no idea what he was talking about. I took the drink as I was thirsty for sure and took a gulp. WOW, it had to be almost 75% 151 Rum. It was a good thing that is my normal drink or I might have gagged like crazy. Tasted good though and I thought, what the hell, and drank almost half of what was left in one more gulp and then downed the rest in a couple of drinks. Might have been a mistake, though, as it hit me really hard and I felt myself almost fall over dizzy. They guy just laughed at me and said, "I didn't expect you would drink all that in such short time. What you have been doing and now another huge drink like that. You may end up with a lot more in you that way." I couldn't seem to understand him much. The Rum was taking control again. I was soon laying down and almost out of it. The guy said, "Well, it looks like it may be my turn, now." Whatever that meant. He said, "You must really want filled with our toxic cum the way you are drinking." I still had no idea what that meant. He was taking off his clothes while saying that.

I finally feel back asleep about 20 minutes and what seemed like a short time as I looked at the clock had to be four hours. It was light out and the clock said it was 10 AM. I only had one of the brothers with me and since they were Identical twins I had no idea who it was. Neither of them moved it had to be the nicest one of them but had they traded places I would never know. He leaned in and kissed me and grabbed my breast with his right hand and told me I was a really hot fuck. I thanked him and asked if he knew where my clothes were and he said most of them are in the living room where you took them off. I had to remember, had I taken them off, that is not really how I remembered it. I said, okay, hey do you know Dillon and he said yes Andrew and Dillon where at the party last night but you told them to leave, it seemed like you were mad at them and then you turned to Rick and I and asked us to be with you. I must have looked puzzled because that is not what happened, I would not have done that. I must have been talking to the nice one, so Rick is the Evil one. Good to know, I whispered to the the nice one, hey do you think you can give me a ride home. He said, why do you want to go home aren't you have a good time. It seemed like I hurt his feeling. I said no it is not that but I have homework to do and I really should get back to school. Oh okay, yes I can give you a ride but Rick will need to come since he is the one who drove. Damn, I was hoping to avoid Rick he was such a prick. Just then in walks Rick, he had bad of what looked like bagels and some coffees. It turned out it was a bad of muffins and he offered me one. I was really hungry and he handed me a coffee. I really wish I had my clothes. Here I was naked and so was Mr nice and Rick was fully clothed. He sat down the bag and other two coffees on the night stand and if I had thought the contraption put in my mouth to keep me from screaming load was part of my dream it was laying right next to the bag as I looked over. Mr nice told right that I wanted to go home and he just nodded and kept eating his muffin and sipped coffee. Then he walked into the living room and and when he re-entered he tossed my clothes at me all except my panties. He said your panties were not in there and they are not in here. I bet that fucker Andrew took them. Then he walked back out of the room and he did not come. I turned to Mr nice and asked if I said something wrong and he said well you did tell us both you loved us last night and wanted to date us and I think he thought you mean it. I on the other hand realize that when you have orgasms you sometimes say thing you do not really mean. You said a lot of stuff last night I am sure you did not mean but you should really be careful some guy is going to hold you to what you promise when you are having one of those screaming orgasms you have. He was now dress and he said you better hurry. When he gets like this well you do not want to see him. What had I done, did this really happen and did I really tell Dillon to leave? I would never but he is not here and they say I did. What am I going to do. If Rick was nicer I might date them. How would that work anyway. They would really both date the same woman. All this was running through my head as I slipped on my skirt, bra and blouse. I was really sore and still wet inside but I was really only going back to the dorm so I would be fine.

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

My first attempt at this and purely fiction so cut me some slack, please. And it's getting later (and the story is getting longer) then I intended but if you guys like it, I'll add more. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I work in a call center for a local insurance group. Nothing exciting or very challenging. It's located in a strip mall that used to have a lot more traffic till the economy tanked. As it is its just us and a hair stylist across the parking lot. Across the street is a large park that backs up to the local high school. The park has your normal park bench/tables but as you get close to the high school football field there are some metal bleachers. Now, let me say up front I am not a chicken hawk. I like my men to be MEN! Boys just don't do it for me. Yeah, yeah I hear all the time 'those tight asses', but I'd rather have a man who meets me thrust for trust and whose ass knows just exactly how to suck on my cock! On the flip side, (pun intended), if I'm the bottom I don't want my top to blow his load in three strokes or he just shoves it in and out with no finesse. Give me an experienced man any day. I get an hour for lunch so I generally grab my lunch and a book and head over to the park. My lunch is usually at 1:45 so the kids are usually in class anyway. One day I was seated at one of the park tables eating my lunch. The table was located under a large spruce which provided some nice shade on the hotter afternoons. This particular day I glanced-up when someone took a seat at the other end and opposing side of the table. The guy who had just settled onto the bench was one of the hottest young men I've seen in my 32 years. He was right on the cusp of manhood, but still has that boyish look, like he could be anywhere from 15 to 21. He stands around 5' 6", but compact as hell, maybe around 110 pounds. He was wearing a form-fitting Champion shirts that one might buy at Target, and he was obvious had had a great six pack going on, as well as the 'Y' shaped bod most of us older men fondly remember and remember fondling years later. He had dark brown chestnut hair with hints of red, a smooth complexion that was pale as milk, even in the middle of August, a small rather sharp nose, a strong chin, over all the type of classic looks that would get you anywhere or anything. I'm not a slouch but I'm nothing like this kid. I'm 6' and around 180lbs. I do my yoga, ride my bike and watch what I eat, so I'm slim, but not ripped like this kid. I have normal brown hair with a fair share of silver which started when I was 16. I have a very young looking face but with the silver in my hair and my goatee it cause people to give me a second glance. I have attractive features some say I'm handsome, others say I'm cute, so I guess I some where in the middle. Also, from all my biking I also have a great ass, and my cock, although not porn star material, at just over eight inches, and is a little thicker then most. The other thing about me is I never pull out. I can't, no matter how hard I try. It's as if my body refuses to stop till the seed is planted. I'm the same way as a bottom don't you dare pull out till every drop is where it should be. As I checked him out, (discretely, I thought), the guy look over at me and asked "Ahhh, is it ok if I sit here? It's kind of hot on the bleachers and it's easier for me to do my study hall outside away from... I mean I'd rather be outside then cooped-up." "Sure, not like I need the whole bench for my seven course meal," smiling at him and my joke. Apparently my approach hit home 'cause he smiled, seemingly a bit more at ease. I got back to my book as he unloaded his backpack, taking out a couple of books and some paper. I was trying desperately to concentrate on my book, but after reading the same sentence for the fifth time in ten minutes, it was pretty obvious (at least to me), that this wasn't going to work. I was just about to head back to work when the guy wadded up the sheet of paper on which he'd been doing some figures, and angrily ripped another sheet from his notebook. "Having some problems there?" I couldn't help but ask. "Yeah I'm not to bright and this math isn't really easy for me." "Well, some people just don't have a knack for math. My sister is one of them. She's a wiz with grammar though and can write a thesis in no time flat, but balancing a checkbook is like rocket science to her." "Well, that may be but I'm not good at math and no good for most things, as I'm just not that bright." This struck me as pretty odd, since as good looking as he was, I expected he'd be bragging about something, anything, but instead he just keep putting himself down. My paternal instincts start to kick in and I just want to help this kid. "Here let me take a look and see if I can help." I reach over for his book. "Do you mind?" "Oh no, here" and he hands over his book, albeit a bit reluctantly. As I took a look at the book, I saw that it was basic algebra, which I had studied it in my freshman year. I thought to myself "Maybe he isn't so bright but damn, with those looks he really doesn't need to be." "Which problem are you working on?" "Number 12." "Ok, so here we have..." and we spent the next 20 minutes working on his assignment. To my surprise he wasn't really stupid, he just didn't know how to approach the problem, even if he seemed to know the rules of algebra. Once I showed him where to start the analysis, he got right down to it, and he seemed quite capable, so I just handed him the book and said "Ok, do it." After a minute or so he said with a happy smile, "I think I've got this now." "Sure looks like it to me, but hey, I have to get back to work. Oh, and by the way, my name is Jason." "Quinn. Very nice to meet you. Uh, I know we just met and all, but can I ask you a favor?" Here it comes. He's been hustling me and now comes that hit on. "Sure you can ask" I replied very flatly. "I see you out here every day. If I have any more problems with my home work, could I run them by you?" Caught completely off-guard because this was NOT what I was expecting, all I can do is nod my head and stutter "Ahhh sure, yeah ok, but shouldn't you ask your parents for help?" He looked at me, obviously surprised by my question, and replied "You don't know who I am?" "Yeah sure, you're Quinn, the kid I just helped. Should I know more?" At this Quinn lit-up like a Christmas tree and replied with a smile "No, not really," as packed-up his book and papers, got-up and began the walk back to the school. As he left I had a clear view of the sweetest ass ever. It wasn't quite a bubble butt, more like just RIGHT THERE. And it was so firm I found myself wishing I was his shorts, especially since it was obvious he didn't wear any underwear. Then he turned around and called-out, "Hey Jason, if you're up for it, could you help me tomorrow? I have a test on Friday and could really use your help." "Sure" as I swallowed and literally wiped the droll that was trying to escape the corner of my mouth. This was how it started. Next thing I knew I was tutoring Quinn on my lunch break, which was a combination of shear torture, frustration and pride. Yes pride, 'cause although this young man had my hormones racing, it also felt good to be able to help someone who really needed it. It turned-out Quinn was very bright, but no one seemed to want to take the time to find out. I also noticed that the other kids seem to avoid him. As discretely as I could, I asked him about their behavior and he shrugged it off, saying "Their parents don't want them around me 'cause of my mother. Besides I'm too old." Thinking very quickly, I decided to explore the less-sensitive of the two prongs he brought-up, so I responded "Now that's an odd thing to say. How old are you?" "I turned 19 two weeks back. They say I'm to old to stay here, but as long as I don't cause any problems I can finish out the year. I got held back a couple of years cause my mom didn't get me to school enough and I missed too many days." "I'm sorry to hear that, but we'll get you through with flying colors" and with that I grinned, and again he lit-up. Damn I loved to see him smile like that. It's as if the sun had gone nova or something. Then a few weeks later, when I got back from my lunch break, my friend John, who was also my supervisor, came-up and quietly said "So smooth, ain't he. Young and nubile yet knows just what to do." "What the fuck" I asked just a bit to loudly "are you insinuating?" All I could see was red and I was on the verge of decking my supervisor and friend. He was not put-off, however. "Oh please. Don't get all high and mighty with me. Everyone know's Quinn's mom pimps him out and he just about the best 'ride' out there." It was like someone just dumped ice water on me. I just stood there, shocked, my mouth agape. That a woman could do that to her own son! And then to have a friend, who I thought knew me better, then all-but accuse me of joining in on the fun was just to much. In a very quiet voice I looked stared at John saying merely "You have confused me with one of your sick perverted fantasies, and you evidently don't know me, and for that matter I guess I don't know you as well as I thought I did. If you EVER bring this up to me again I will have you in front of HR so fast you'll have no clue what hit you, and then I'll let Missy know just how much you know about that 'smooth ride'! With that I turned around and went to my desk seething the entire way. For the next hour I couldn't get a damn thing right. My calls sucked, my follow-ups where none existent, and finally I got a call from the branch manager, Tim, to come into his office. As I entered the office I saw John was also there and the anger I had tried to control burst out: "Just what the fuck did you tell him? Did you just telll him about what you thought I was...." "JASON!" Tim said firmly "there is something we need to discuss and I need you to settle down please. Now this is a small office and conversations are easily overheard. Now, close the door and take a seat." As I turn a glaring eye on John I noticed he looked a bit dejected, and he was beat red. "I happened to be coming in the back door from my lunch when I over heard you two talking. Now as branch manager I'm required to report inappropriate comments from supervisors to employees to the HR department, regardless of whether or not the individuals are, or used to be, friends." With this he gave a rather flat look to John, "but I would prefer to handle this another way - if you two consent." Just by the tone of his voice, I was sure John had already consented to whatever Tim had in mind, so I needed to be careful. "Ok, how do you want to handle this." "Well, it may surprise you to know I know Quinn, and have always felt he had more potential, but I've never been in a position to help. I now find myself in a position to where I can give a small amount of assistance. It seems you've taken him under your wing and have been helping him with his homework. Don't look so surprised, Jason, You used to come back from lunch 15 minutes early, and now you're racing for the time clock, generally five minutes late. So I figured that we could make this a win-win for almost everyone." Again he gave John that flat look that basically said 'Except for you and you'd better just like it.' Tim continued his remarks, saying "I'd like you to increase your tutoring efforts with Quinn, and I'll give you an extra half hour for lunch that you can devote to this purpose. To cover the lost time either John will cover your shift, or if you prefer, you can simply work a half-hour longer each day, your call. In addition, given the onset of Fall and Winter, I'll give you the keys to the empty office next door so you can tutor Quinn in there. In addition I'll have a coffee pot set-up, or hot chocolate for you two, as well as provide paper and pens. You think about it and you can let me know by the end of the week." "No that wont be necessary" I replied without hesitation. John's head jerked-up and he was sweating like a pig with that deer in-the-headlights look. "I'll do it. I'll just work an extra half-hour at the end of the day." John suddenly look relieved, but didn't look at me or Tim. Tim looked at John, asking "Does that work for you?" Rising to his feet, John replied "Yes sir, I'll take care of the supplies for the next room and get the coffee and cocoa" and with that he headed for the door. "John, don't forget to get Jason a set of keys as well." "Yes sir" and with that he was out the door. As I stood to follow John, Tim said "Jason, please shut the door and take a seat." I shut the door, took a seat, and gave Tim a sexy wink, trying to make my voice sultry "Yes, boss, anything for you, sir!" Tim and I went way back. We actually roomed together in college, and although he is now married, he and I had some fun times before then. Now he's totally devoted to Laura, his wife and she in turn loves me to death so all's good, but Tim and I still occasionally chuckle about the old days. Tim laughed and then said, "Hey, I need to tell you a few things okay. Just between us." With that I had the worrisome thought 'Is everyone fucking this poor kid?'. "Don't get that look. It's not what you're thinking. You know how long Laura and I've been married." "Well duh I WAS your best man, or was I her brides maid? One of the two, at any event." We both chuckled at that. "Ok, smart ass. How long have Laura and I been married?" "You two were married Dec 21, 1994 'cause you wanted everyone to be there, so you lined-it up with Christmas since everyone was going to be there for the holiday." "Right. And you remember my bachelor party?" "Well some of it. I kind of got lost under Jack Daniels so that I had an excuse for not playing touchy feely with the lap dancer. Ick. For days all I could remember about her was her boobs, and I remember thinking 'I just don't see what you guys see in them'." "Jason,....that lap dancer is Quinn's mom." "OH! SHIT!" "OH wait, OH HELL NO!" I'm mentally adding up dates and suddenly it dawns on me. "Is Quinn your son!? No he can't be. He doesn't look anything like you." As I said this, Tim reached into his desk drawer and pulled out an old photograph, sliding it across the table to me. "This is my father when he married my mom. I took after her, but do you see what I see?" And there in the photo was Quinn, Maybe not exactly Quinn but close enough. Tim continued saying "I've always wanted to help him, but as understanding as Laura is, I'm not sure she'd be THIS understanding. I can't see her accepting that I fathered a son with the town whore. I don't think it would fly too well. So yes, I do have an ulterior motive, but I know you'll do what's best for him and I trust you." "Well thank you for telling me and I fully understand. I love Laura to death but yeah, somethings are better left unsaid." I left Tim's office feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all. I never thought helping a young man on my lunch break would open up such a large can of worms! The next week brought with chill winds of autumn and we were both happy to be inside. Quinn and I were quit comfortable around each other by now and I pretty much could read him. Like most people he had his good day and bad days but he never really let it show I could just sense it but knowing his mother and how things where I didn't want to pry to much. One day though we had a major turning point, which I should have honestly expected. Quinn showed up and he seemed very uncomfortable, just kept fidgeting and wouldn't sit still. "Quinn, what's wrong?" "Nothing, I'll be fine." "Ok saying you'll BE fine, means your not fine right now what's wrong?" "I'm just sore. That's all." "Sore?" "Yeah, Mom had some work for me and I guess I just over did it." "Wait, what kind of work?" I could feel my temper working up to a full steam. Quinn just looked at me like he was ready to breakdown. I couldn't take it, so I pulled his chair close to me and put my arm around his shoulders, saying softly, "Hey, you can talk to me. It's ok." "I don't want you to hate me like everyone else." "What?! Why would anyone hate you?" At this he started to shake all over and tears started running down his face "Cause my mother's a whore and I'm a whore too, I have to be 'cause she is." At this I thought he would just shake himself apart. I pulled him tighter to me and stroked his back, which cause's him to flinch. "Hey hey, its alright. I don't hate you, in fact I'm very proud of you, you know that right?" as I backed away a little. "How can you be proud of a whore's son?" "Hey stop that now! Just because your mother chose that doesn't mean that's what you have to be!" "But I am, I've had to in order to have a place to stay or food. Mom uses most what she gets for drugs and if I don't do what she says she will kick me out and I have no place to go and I have to finish school this year or I won't be able to and..." at this point Quinn is starting to get the sub-sups and can't speak to clearly. I move closer to him again sensing he needs comfort, he leans into me but as I put my arms around him he stiffens up. "Hey buddy, it's ok. I won't do anything to you." "It's not that it just hurts." "I know, buddy, people shouldn't treat you like that." "No, it's not just that. My back side hurts" he mumbled and then started sniffing again. "Ok, let's take a look." "NO! You can't see me like that" "Hey, hey, hold on. Take it easy. I just want to make sure you're ok, that's all. I need to know how badly you're hurt." "Please, I don't want you to hate me" he sobbed. I gently took hold of his chin and turned him to face me, and looking directly in his eyes I told him the truth: "Quinn, I will never hate you for what your mother makes you do, or for what other people do to you. I've grown to care for you a great deal. You're practically a son to me. Now please let me see." With a little coaxing I got Quinn to turn around and lift up his shirt. All across this gorgeous young man's back and below the waistband of his pants were welts. I was shaking with rage, and seeing my reaction, Quinn started to cry again. "I knew you'd hate me." I quickly put both my hands on either side of his face and pulled him to me. "I do NOT hate you. I hate who ever did this to you." And with that I leaned over and kissed those perfect lips. It was just a peck, that was all, but every part of my body screamed to make it more. 'This young man is mine - how dare anyone touch him like that' raced through my brain. With ever ounce of my being I pulled back and, with my thumbs, wiped his tears away. "Is it worse below your belt? Did who ever did this to you hurt your privates." I felt kind of silly referring his cock that way, but to my mind he was still a kid, no matter that my hormones were trying to convince me otherwise. "No, it's the same." "Ok." I took a deep breath to calm myself. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Jason, you can ask me anything." "Ok, this isn't going to be easy but I need to know. When your mother has you do these 'jobs' for her, do you use protection?" "Yes. Always. Mom says I'm no good to her if I'm diseased and she makes it clear they can do anything but that." "Ok. I know that but do they ever force you to, well you know, not use protection?" "Once in a while, but I never let them and I'm always careful to keep an eye on everything cause if I get diseased then I'll have no place to go." "Ok, well that is not true." And with that I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote my address and phone number down for him. "You can call me or come over anytime. I don't care if it's two in the goddamn morning. If you need a place, call me or come over. He looked at the address and asked "Hey, this is over by Shanty Mart, right?" "Yeah, just cross the street and two houses down. With all the plants in front." Hey I'm gay, okay, and have to have a front yard to make Martha proud! Quinn sagged into my chest and mumbled "Thank you Jason, you don't know what this means to me." He hugged me and turned then around as if he was afraid again, saying "I need to get going. Mom will be expecting me home soon." "Ok, but remember call or come over if you need to/" "I will" as he headed out the door. Two days later it was Saturday and I had a full day: grocery shopping and running errands in the rain sucks, and not in a good way! I was in my robe, and having just finished dinner, I was washing up dishes. As I glanced-out the window I saw someone walking on the sidewalk across the street. I didn't think much at first, other then the poor sucker should have a rain coat or something. A bit later, as I was rinsing I saw what seemed to be the same person walking by, going the other way. Again at first I didn't think much about it - whoever it was just must have forgotten something at the market. But then a third trip and I realized the person seemed to be looking at my house and he (or she) had my full attention. As I peered through the rain, trying to get a clear view, I thought 'That can't be Quinn', but I put down my dish towel and headed for the door, knowing internally that it was him. I opened the door as he was headed down the street yet again. "Quinn?" He stops and turns around and looks at me. Even at this distance I can tell he's upset. "Quinn, get in here now!" He jumped, but hurried towards my house. "I'm sorry Jason, I didn't know where else to go" He sobbed, throwing himself into my arms. Now, as hot as it is to have a gorgeous young man throw himself into your arms, it's not so much when you are wearing only a bath robe and the gorgeous young man is soaked to the bone in 30 degree rainwater. Perhaps 97% of my body was eager to get the hell away from the cold, while 3% of my body was stretching up to get a better view. It's amazing how my dick has its own brain. I swear it does! "That's why I gave you my address, silly. Come in and let me get you something warm to eat and wear." I pulled him into the house, and he stood there, dripping water everywhere. "Ok, hold on. Stand right there and take your shoes and clothing off." I swear my dick was doing talking and it just over-rode my brain. I went to my bedroom, grabbing a spare robe as well as some towels out of the closet. Coming out of my room and I swear my cock just snickered that he had gotten one over on me. When I told Quinn to take off his clothing, It never crossed my mind what the total impact of seeing this young god completely naked would have on me. Now I found myself stopped dead in my tracks, my jaw on the floor, fighting with my hormones. Even as I took in the scene, I found myself telling myself he was too young, that he was just a kid, he wasn't my type: Quinn's body was ever more perfect then I thought. It was fairly obvious he did some serious abs work outs as he sported a washboard stomach, full pecs, and the smallest nipples I'd even seen. His legs were muscular, and not one pubic hair to be found, no treasure trail, no peach fuzz on the balls, nothing. Of course this only made what looked to be no less then a 10 in cock to look even bigger. I though 'How can someone that petite have such a huge cock? I mean if he gets hard he'll just tip over'. I couldn't stop staring. Frankly, he looked like Michelangelo's David, just with a better dick. Absolutely perfect. "Ahhmmm, my mom makes me shave it all off. She says that the guys like that." Poor Quinn. He was flushing beet red, mistaking my stare of lust for repulsion. "No, it's ok. I just forgot you don't wear underwear." "How did you know that I don't?" Oops. Caught. "Well, ahhh, with the shorts you were wearing this summer it would have been obvious if you did." "Oh, ok. Hey, could I have the towel please? I'm freezing." With a guilty start I rush over to him and handed him the towels. "I'm so sorry. Here, dry off and then put on this robe. Have you eaten? I'll make some hot chocolate to warm you up." With that I dashed into the kitchen, calling out "I just finished putting away some chicken Cesar salad - if you'd like some." "I don't want to inconvenience you more then I already have." "Quinn, stop it. I just said I just put it away. It's right here and you're never an inconvenience. Ok?" I quickly threw together a salad for him and had just set it on my kitchen table when he walked in wearing nothing but my robe, his wet clothing in his hads. Fuck, I was jealous of that robe right then and there - wrapped around his body like that. "What should I do with these?" "Here, let me have them." I took the clothing from him, wrapping them up in the towel he had used to dry off, just so the clothing didn't drip all over the floor. "Sit down and eat and I'll put these in the wash" I hear the hair slide across the floor as I open the closet with the washer and dryer and get his clothes started. I come back into the kitchen and he's packed away the salad already. "Damn were you hungry or what? Do you want some more? I have plenty really." "No thank that was plenty, but can I have another cup of chocolate please?" "Of course" I grabbed his empty cup and turned quickly so as not to stare - the robe has parted in all the wrong <RIGHT> places and I was trying to control myself. I filled the cup with water, shoved it into the microwave and turning, asked "So, what's up?" "Mom has a job and I needed to be else where, and as it's too late to hang at the mall, I thought I'd see if it was ok to come over." The microwave shut off and I took out the water, added the coco, stirred it up and turned to face Quinn who was seated at my table practically naked. I set the cup down in front of him and sat in the chair across from him with the table hiding everything below the waist. Just looking at his chest was problematic enough. "Well you welcome to stay the night if you don't mind the couch. It folds out into a bed so you should be comfortable enough." "Really? You don't mind? Do you want anything in exchange?" He said this almost fearfully like he expected the worst. "No, my young friend, I don't expect anything in return." "Jason, can I ask you something?" "Of course." "Are you gay? You never talk about women, but you also have never tried anything with me, although it seems at times like you would like to." "Yes, I'm gay, but I've only ever wanted to help you. I don't take advantage of kids." "I'm 19. Only to my mom's 'friends' am I a kid." "Well, I'm NOT your mom's friend. In fact, and I'm sorry if I upset you when I say this, but I'd gladly string her up by her twat and hang her for what she's done to you!" I had to take a few deep breaths to collect myself, 'cause again I was at war with myself. Part of me was infuriated with the injustice of what she did to him, and in my mind, no one had the right to touch MY boy! "I'm not upset. I've kind of stopped loving her. I just stay there 'cause I have to to finish school." "Okay. Well, enough depressing shit. Are you tired or do you want to watch a movie? Also, you're more then welcome to use the shower anytime you like. Just use the towels hanging next to it. They're clean." "I think I'll take a shower and go to bed." "Okay, young man. While you shower I'll make up the bed and I'm gonna hit the sack myself. Help yourself to the kitchen if you get hungry." With that we both stood up and his robe parted briefly. He gathered the robe back in place, but not before my dick took notice. I quickly adjust my robe and headed down the hall to get fresh sheets for his bed. Quinn followed right behind me. "Bathroom is right here. Help yourself." Quinn walked past me, only to stop, and turning towards me, he said "Jason, thank you so much." With that he hugged me and I could see he was trying not to cry. I put my arms around him, as I also firmly clenched my dick between my thighs. "Hey bud its what friends do" Quinn then kissed my neck and I think I heard him mumble "I love you" and then he was off into the bathroom. I grabbed the linen and headed over to make the bed thinking 'Fuck. I'm gonna have blue balls for days'. I made-up his bed and my task done, I headed into my room. I usually sleep naked but figured I should probably better put something on, so I grabbed a pair of loose boxers and got into bed. I could hear Quinn when he got out of the shower and a minute or so later I heard him rummaging around, getting settled into bed. Surprisingly, I quickly fell asleep, and I found myself having the most incredible dream. David had come to life just for me. He's gently caressing my chest and ever so delicately nibbling my tits, as he whispered to me "No one's ever been so good to me. Jason, I think I might be in love with you" as he kept touching my body, and in the process, carefully slid his hand into my boxers and took out my cock. It was completely covered in precum. I'm a slimer and can soak through the front of a pair of jeans in no time. He slid his hand up and down my shaft, caressing my cock, slowing milking more precum out of me, fondling my balls with his other hand, still very softly, as if he was afraid of moving to much. I found myself gasping at the sensation: it was so gentle and my body tingled all over. My cock jerked and I can feel it was oozing yet more cum. Suddenly David's hands were gone and the bed shook. About then I started to become aware that I might be experiencing more than a dream - especially when I felt a man's back press up against my chest and an ass pressing up against my cock. "Quinn?" I felt a hand grasping the base of my cock, and I gasped, unable to speak. "Hmmmm, yes. Do you like this Jason?" Quinn was now sliding my cock head all over his tight opening, and in the process, of course, his hole was covered in my precum. I gasped, trying to think, but my cock was over riding all rational thought. "Quinn..., I can't...." "Sshh. It's ok. I've never been with a man I wanted to be with, I WANT to be with you." "Quinn you don't understand, I can't...." As I was searching for the right words to explain that once I started I couldn't stop, my cock head popped into his tight hole. Now I was gone. The sensation of Quinn's tight ass massaging my cock head was more then I could take. I stopped trying to speak as Quinn gently rocked back and forth, working more of my cock and precum into his hole. I tried one last time "Quinn you need to know something." "Yes I need to know what it feels like to be with someone I love to be with someone that wants me for me" And I do, cause I really do want him. Want to make him mine. I put my arms around him and pull him to me as I start to work my cock deeper into his ass. I precum is slicking up the way but I'm still thicker then most so I'm taking my time knowing my cock is spurting up his ass and lubing him up good. I as I gently work my cock in and out of his ass I use one hand to pull his face to me and gently kiss his lips. It start out soft like everything about this did but it quickly get more passionate. Quinn is like a drowning man gasping for his last breath. He's pushing his ass back onto my cock and trying to swallow my tongue. I feel him wince as he pushes a bit more then he should. "Easy baby no need to rush I got you and I got what you need. Let me do the work" I gently pull back to just the crown and flex my cock. I can feel the precum oozing out of my head lubing up his tight ass. Gasping "Oh my god that feels so good" I flex my cock again and Quinn moans. Now that I've got a couple of good squirts of precum I slide an inch back in. "Feel that baby" I flex again. That's me lubing up your hole, that's my precum and my dna getting into you. Your going to be mine more then you counted on" I slide another inch into him and stop to flex again. Now my other hand is caressing his chest and my lips have found his ears. I'm not sure which is more sensitive for him as each time I tweak his nip's his ass spasms around my cock but each time I nibble his ear he tries to push further back. I've got 4 inches in his sweet ass and my cock wants to charge the rest of the way in but I want this to last and I have to make Quinn mine I have to do to him what no one has over done. I'm going to make love to him but I'm also going to poz him up. I can't help it. I want him, he has to be mine. I tried to tell him but once my cock was in he was going to be bred and it was my toxic seed, my dna that would be knock him up. I pull back a 1/2 inch only to give me twice that back. "Jason <gasp>, Oh my god, Jason OH" Quinn can seem to finish what he's trying to say as each time he starts I push in a bit more of my cock. "Ok baby here you go here's the last bit" and with that I shove the last inch of my cock deep in this tight ass. Damn it feels like a python is squeezing my dick. This boy is as tight as they come even considering what his mom makes him do. I pull him tighter against me and roll over on my back. He lays his head against my head board and I start to pull out, the grip on my dick is amazing and then when just my cock slide out and thrust it all back in at once. Quinn lets out a moan and his ass just quivers around my cock. I slowly pull out and ram it back in a few more time getting him loosened up. Now I have him turn around and face me. Damn the boy is hung and I'm going to enjoy having that in my ass but that's for another time. My cock is in place and be damned if he's coming out before his job is done. I grab Quinn's hips and raise him up and then drop him on my cock. His eye's open wide as my cock viciously rams his prostate and cum squirts out his cock. He isn't cuming yet just my cock hitting him just right to force some of his boy juice onto my chest. Oh fuck that's hot. I repeat the process and am rewarded with a couple more shots of cum on my stomach. Quinn is moaning and grinding down on my cock like he's cowboy at a rodeo. I'm getting close but I need to do that job right. I pull Quinn to my chest and roll us over so he's on his back. He instinctively wraps his legs around my waste. I grind down into him hitting is sweet spot and making his cock jump. I can feel my own venom building up, my balls are aching my cock is flaring up for the bite. I start to pummel his ass hitting his spot every other thrust. Quinn is alternating between gasping and moaning. Suddenly he stiffens up and without any other friction other then our sliding stomach he shoots his load between us. He's shuddering like he's in the middle of a seizure and his ass is milking my dick for all its worth. This is just to much and my cock expands and lashes out. Its sends its venom deep into Quinn's ass making him ours. My cock feels like its never going to stop shooting. I've shoot at least 7 times deep into his ass and I'm still throbbing and pulsing inside him. Quinn has his arms wrapped around my neck and is kissing me and crying at the same time. "shh shh its ok baby I'll take care of you" "Jason no one has ever made me feel like that. They don't care how I feel the just fuck me and they don't care how I feel" I sit up with my cock still nestled in his ass "I'm not like those guys when I say I'll take care of you I mean it" "yeah I....Jason....what's that?!" With a shaky finger he points to tattoo on my left pec. "You know what that is and what it means don't you?" "OH NO! Jason NO!"

Moderator's note: I encountered this story on another site, and from all appearances it was written by Jerry Prince, AKA RawTopDad, who has contributed a number of excellent stories. As far as I can determine it does not appear elsewhere in Breeding.zone, and given the superb writing, I decided to post it here. If Jerry Prince AKA RawTopDad objects to the story being posted here I will certainly delete it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I love my partner, but there comes a time when you need something different, so when that time arrives, I go to the baths and see what I can find. We’ve all done it, so you know the routine. After I paid and got my room and stripped to the towel, I started cruising. Every time I would see a guy I thought was hot and I’d chat him up, another guy would come up and join us and end up taking the prize away from me. There was another Daddy there, not as old as me, about 45, hairy, fairly well built, at least a lot better than me, and we ended up complaining to each other about the lack of boys for us to nail. We introduced ourselves after we’d talked for a while. Hank was doing the same thing I was, looking for something fresh, different, exciting. We asked status and we both were Poz, undetectable. We were comparing our exploits, who had fucked more men, who fucked more often, when he asked me how big my dick was. I just pulled the towel away and showed him, and he did the same. We were very similarly endowed. I’m sure each of us would have said mine was just a little bit bigger, as we all do. Hank suggested we go to my room and have a taste of each other’s meat and see if one got a lot bigger than the other that way. I never turn down an offer of sex, even if it’s just to get my dick sucked, so I said sure and led the way to my little room. As soon as we got there the towels were on the floor and were exploring each other’s bodies with our hands and tongues. Hank was really good at it, probably better than me. I always aim for the boy’s ass, so I want him to suck my dick while I finger his ass and then rim him to get him ready. Hank wasn’t doing that at all; he was really just making out with me and enjoying my body. So I decided to return the favor and did my best to enjoy his body. He had the better body, so that was easy. Somehow Hank got me on the bed with him on top of me, and he gradually worked his way to my nips and then my dick, which was stiff with anticipation from all the making out. He was like my partner; he didn’t suck dick, he worshipped it. He wasn’t trying to suck me off, he was enjoying every inch. Then he moved down to my balls and I was really enjoying how he licked and sucked on them. Then he moved to my ass with his tongue, just moving naturally on down, and he raised one leg to get a better taste, so I raised the other leg, and soon I looked just like the boys in the porn videos, holding my legs up and making my ass wide open for him. I’ll give it to him, Hank was much better at rimming than I am. He was making love to my hole. I lick and suck the hole and spit it full so I can slide home, and then finger it in, getting the boy ready for my dick. Hank was just enjoying himself, and so was I. He chewed and sucked and kissed my hole, and then began playing with my hole, sticking in a finger and then rimming, then two fingers and then rimming. It was wonderful! I just closed my eyes and laid there and enjoyed what he was doing. Then I got the feeling that there was something more than fingers in my hole, and I opened my eyes to see Hank standing there over me smiling, and I realized it was his stiff cock in my hole. I had been seduced, and now I was fucked. He leaned over me and kissed me, and in doing that he drove his cock deep in the hole he had just lubed up with his spit. While we were kissing he began to hump my ass. I couldn’t cry out because we were kissing, or I sure would have. It had been ages since I had meat in my hole. Then as we were kissing he got his arms up under my shoulders and pulled me into him hard. I was now fully impaled, so there was no question that I was gonna get fucked good. By this time I had realized it and taken the advice they give to rape victims: If you see you’re gonna get fucked, relax and enjoy it. Hank has a great dick, and he’d shown me how good he was at making out and getting me ready for his prick, so more power to you man, you got where you wanted, now you damn sure better show me a good time! Lust began to take over, and he began to hump ass. When you see sweat drip off a man’s nose while he fucks your ass, you know he’s working for it. nd as much as I hated to admit it, Hank was a damn fine fucker. He was using all the techniques I use to make it good for both men. He would pull all most all the way out, give some short strokes and then pound it in deep when the hole was not expecting it. Sometimes he would pull all the way out and then slam it in. But soon he got into the big deep strokes, which when I’m fucking mean I want to get my rocks off and have to pound ass. I wrapped my legs around his hips and stayed with him. “You sure are a dirty fucker!” I told him. He just smiled and picked up speed. “You gonna breed my ass, fucker?” I asked. “Damn right. I’ve been saving my cum for about a week. You’re gonna know it when I blow my wad in your ass!” “Then come on, fucker, show me what you got for me! Plow ass, man, breed that hole, gimme your load. FUCK!” I thought he was gonna split my ass in two then. I also wished the door had been open so we could have had a crowd see this, but I know they heard the WOP-WOP fucking sound of two sweating bodies slapping together. His dick seemed to grow inside me and I felt it get red hot and suddenly he stood still, put his head back and just bellowed. And as he did that I felt his cock let loose in my ass. It was like a fire hose spurting his seed deep in my guts. Then he began to pound it in deep with the final spurts. When his dick was done and began to go soft he lay down on top of me and began to kiss me. He is just an incredible fucker and lover. As much as I disliked his taking advantage of me, I had to admire his technique. He began to profusely thank me for some of the greatest sex he had enjoyed in some time, and I had to say about the same. I can’t remember the last time I got fucked and enjoyed it this much. After that we went to the showers to rinse off the cum and then out for a smoke. That was when he revealed his philosophy to me. “I always look for a Poz top when I come to the baths. If he’s Poz, he took it up the ass to get knocked up. And if he’s a top, he usually doesn’t bottom, so he will have the tightest and thus best ass in the place.” I had to tell him I had never thought of it that way. When I go to the baths I’m looking for a bottom to take my dick and hopefully my load(s). I had never thought of another top as being the best fuck in the room. I was both embarrassed and proud. “Now you’ve got my load in your ass, Jerry,” Hank said, “so I wanna to see you plant your load in my boy while you have my load in your hole.” I got stiff just thinking of that, a daddy giving me his boy to breed because he’s already bred me. “Tommy’s had the run of the place while we were fucking, so he’s probably already got a load or two in his ass by this time. Hope you don’t mind,” Hank said. “Hell no, I love to fuck in cum,” I replied adding "You two sound like me and my partner. We each enjoy watching the other have sex with other men. It's a turn-on and gives us ideas for our next fuck.” Hank led the way to his room where we found Tommy saying thanks to the stud that had just given him a load. Tommy had been very well trained by Hank. As soon as Hank told Tommy that he had just given me a load and now it was his duty to take my load Tommy dropped to his knees and sucked me until I was hard, and then lay back on the bed, lifting his legs for my convenience. Tommy was the perfect boy for Hank, smooth like a surfer and just beginning to work out, sandy blonde hair and blue eyes, and the sweetest smile when he has cock in his hole. Hank told me that boy lives for dick; loves to suck it but mainly wants to ride it. All I knew was that it was a beautiful looking and feeling hole, and so well-buttered for me with the load that was already in place. There is no better lube than another man’s cum! Plus there’s no doubt that the boy takes loads, so you’re free to breed. I tried to do as good a rim job on his beautiful ass as Hank had done on mine, but I was so turned on by this hot boy and the fact that his Daddy wanted me to breed him, that I had to get my cock in that sweet hole. A boy like this is my ideal fuck, and having his Daddy’s cum burning a hole in my ass had me stiff as a poker. Add to that fucking in another man’s cum, and it was pure porn sex. I wanted to slow down and make it last but it was too hot. And Hank had Tommy trained to urge his top on. He was saying all the right things: “Come on Daddy, breed your boy, gimme that load of Daddy cum, make me your boy!” He lit the fire in my balls and I sure did my best to imitate Hank, pausing to let him feel my cock spasm in his ass before I pounded it in hard and worked it in deep. Now it was me with sweat dripping off my nose, but man, it sure did feel good to feel my cock spurt in that hot boy with his Dad’s load in my ass. It was like his Dad’s cum in my ass dripped into my balls and shot into his boy’s ass. After that it was back to the showers again, and then out for another smoke. I was between them and they were both appreciative. I was in that ‘after-fuck’ glow, so happy and satisfied, but they were not, so soon they were off searching for more men. I had enjoyed enough; I got fucked when I was expecting to fuck, and then I got to fuck one of the best asses I’ve had in a long time, so that was enough for me. I went home happy and slept well. Jerry Prince RawTopDad@aol.com 3/31/12 Jerry Prince rawtopdad@aol.com

It has all seemed so normal. Todd hadn't known anyone at State. The 19 year old had left his small town home where his only fuck buddy was a football star on his high school team. When Todd was assigned Dan as a roomie, he was happy to have a football player. After all Todd's major was athletic training. What a break to have an in with the football team. Dan was a Soph who knew the ropes. He took Todd under his wing; helped him learn which profs to avoid, how to get free cable tv, got him a fake ID, and introduced him to homebrew. The last was Todd's downfall. Dan said that it was an acquired taste. Todd discovered that it was. After the first month, Todd could hardly hide his hardon from Dan. Dan was 6'5" with shoulders like a bull elephant. His body had a covering of dark hair and his beard, well let's say he had 5 o'clock shadow by 9 am. His strong dark eyes showed strength of purpose. It was too much for Todd who was blond, lean, and virually hairless. His blue eyes sparkled in an attractive way. It was Todd's cock that made him different. It was almost nine inches. He was always embarassed by the size in comparison to his 5'8" stance. He had manage to catch a glimpse of Dan from time to time. He was large, Todd knew, but buried in public hair. It was a free weekend for football and Dan asked Todd if he wanted to go to some friends. It was byob so Dan and Todd were filling the cork topped bottles with the homebrew. They loaded them in an old wooden soda case and started for the party. It was mostly guys that Todd didn't know in a townie's house. The house was run down and a good distance from the city. When they entered, Todd thought warm beer, no good. Dan had a co2 fire extinguisher from the rec center to cool them as needed. After the 3rd beer, the guys put pornos in to watch. They were home made and Todd could see Dan pumping pussies. It made him uncomfortable as his dick began to rise. When Dan handed Todd the 4th beer, he had already opened it. Todd thought nothing of it. Good old Dan. After a few minutes the room began to be unclear and soon Todd was out cold. Dan picked him up and was led by the 7 other guys to the basement. It wasn't that he didn't know the way, Dan had been here many times before. In fact, the porn scenes from the vid were filmed here. The guys pulled out their blue pills and swallowed. It would be about 10 minutes before Todd came to. While they waited they pulled out the blunts, smoking and passing them around. When Todd began to stir, they all moved over to him. Dan slapped him to wake him. Todd found himself strapped in the sling, naked, surrounded by naked jocks with amazingly hard cocks. He wondered if it was a dream. He saw the glass pipe that Dan was using, he saw the torch, he saw Dan inhale the cloud. When Dan blew the cloud into Todd's mouth, Todd wanted to cough. Dan held the boy's nose and mouth tightly shut. He repeated the action 3 times. As the drug began to work on the strung up boy, Dan said, " I know what you want. You will get my cock tonight and at least 7 others. Do you want it?" Todd could only nod in disbelief. The redheaded guy brought Dan a baggie filled with crystals. Dan licked his middle finger and pushed it deep in Todd's waiting ass. Todd like the fell of the finger but there was a burning sensation. Dan repeated the action three times. Todd felt hornier than he had ever felt. He begged someone to touch his cock which must be huge by now. They laughed. Dan said, "Boy, that cock has done shrivelled up into your body, and he rubbed across to prove it to the amazed boy." Todd's ass needed it. He craved it. He begged someone to fuck him. All deferred making him plead. Dan finally said, "Okay, boy. I go first. You will never be the same." Todd begged, "I need it!" Dan wet the head of his purple cock and stuck it in the bag of crystals, then into the waiting boycunt. He loved fucking and it showed. Todd urged him on every thrust answered with a pleasured moan. It took Dan almost ten minutes of hard fucking to leave a huge load in the boy. He pulled out and had Todd lick his still purple cock. Meanwhile the redhead stepped up. He teased Todd with just the head of his cock. Todd yelling fuck me, man. Please fuck this ass! Slowly but surely the other six left loads in Todd's pulsing cunt. Then, they went for another round. After the redhead's second turn, he left the circle of guys long enough to return with 2 syringes. Todd felt the rubber around his arm, he watched as the needle entered his vein and a little red blood want drawn then the syringe was emptied into his arm. When the rubber was pulled away, Todd coughed violently. He was a cum whore. All he wanted or needed in life was cock. He couldn't get enough. Dan had posted a craigslist ad and the guys began arriving. Some repulsed Todd but he didn't care as long as his ass was filled. Todd lost track after the 10th load. He knew each had given Dan $20.00. They left him to sleep in that sling. They didn't clean him up. They put a wash pan under him to catch the cum as it dripped out. On Sunday, Dan dressed a still groggy Todd and carried him back to their room. That is where they watched the video!

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

A fantasy of mine finally became reality when I took my first double dicking! Both guys were 8 plus, and took turns being the "thruster." My ass was sore as hell, but the feeling of their seed deep in my ass made it better. Tried to attach photos, but all were too big unfortunately.

What are the good days/times to go to the Locker Room, where there are guys up for it, without it being madly busy? Sometimes saunas can just be TOO busy.

being beaten n abused controlled with no choices degraded n made worthless all for the fun pleasure n excitement of another is what id love

Only if you are going to say, "bend over bitch" or "take it, take it all slut."

Check out http://jasonsparkslive.com/ All of their models are young guys although they do range from twinkish to more muscular. All of their recent stuff seems to feature actual creampies where the top shoots without pulling out and then they show the load dripping out.

i LOVE to rim. I don't like dirty hole. the cleaner and more well kept the hole, the longer and deeper I'll put my tongue.. im a total ass kisser, love making out with a hole, definitely rim strangers. I could spend hours sucking ass. under a rim chair, on my knees in front of an ass in a sling, my favorite though is on my hands and knees in front of a guy with his legs spread watching porn and snorting poppers. im in south Florida and always looking for some more ass to to kiss. I get off not letting people know my name and instead being called "ass kisser", "cum whore", or even "just a hole to get off in". OINK

I love to rim , eating a mans hole is a way to serve him , submit to him. Love being under rim chair , and being slammed by the top I go int overdrive fucking him with my tongue.

No explanation needed

@hungry_hole - your argument (which you have made repeatedly and has little to do with this thread) assumes that all bottoms are vers bottoms - patently untrue - and that every bottom at some point needs or desires to ejaculate. Read the responses in this thread. There are dedicated bottoms who have neither the need nor the desire, and no, this does not make them “greedy” (for God’s sake) or “self-absorbed”. There is no universal imperative dictating reciprocal fucking. When I offer myself up at the bathhouse or hotel room, I do so with the express intent of serving men who wish to Top. That is my purpose. That is what I am for. I am not psychologically equipped to serve all men in all positions. (In this I must disagree with @tallslenderguy; I may have a cock and balls, but they don’t work fot Topping. We are not all the same.) I don’t need to ejaculate - I don’t even enjoy it - I can’t stay hard if I try to Top, and neither I nor any of the committed bottoms like me are ever going to subscribe to your time-share view of male-male sexuality.

The rough part as a bottom is when you bring your "A" game, pushing to be open to a top's imaginative desires --- only to discover they don't have any. As the bottom, you have to keep suggesting, saying you are open, indicating you are willing to go further and are met with blank looks by the top. I like a top who pushes me to be a better bottom. It's so frustrating to drag a top even half-way to where I am.

https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=1561867303 The bottom in this vid is so hot. Love the setting too.

PART 1: Asian 29 Miscle Boy 6.5 I went to fav ABS. It was dead but I decided to wait since my hole was twitching for raw cock. In walks a hot Asian mix guy who I recognized by this Grindr account and chatted once. I messaged him last week that he progressed pretty well from his previous pic. One of those hot Asian gym boys. Well I recognized him and damn was he hotter and tighter in person. On Grindr I message him that he can breed my hole through the glory Hole. He replied he just wanted a blowjob. Usually I decline these request but he was super hot and I just had to see his cock. Was it going to be small or large?? Curiosity was getting to me and I decided what the hell. The only thing I asked is that he blow in my mouth and I swallow his cum aka I will save it and finger it in my hole later. He jumps in one booth and I take the other before any of the other trolls could. I see his tight and muscles thighs through the hole and he wastes no time pulling his dick out. It was Nice! Not small but a decent 6.5 and that super Asian hardness that points to the sky. I work on the cock and sloppy joe it for his load. Curiously he pulls it out several times before cuming and taps it... I was like hmmm... Next round of slobber I go for it. I pull my shorts down and put some spit-precum spunk and slip from my mouth and his dick up my hole. Getting it ready for me to jump on his dick. He pulls out again and taps the glory hole with his dick, I spin around and guide his dick to my sloppy hole... no lube. He presses forward as much as he can on the hole and I feel that fuck tool press against my hole. It’s tight but I can feel his rock hard dick pressed against my hole. He’s pushing it out cause he wants my cunt. I feel it against the ring force itself in and then pop it goes straight up my ass. I’m in raw fuck heaven and feel his dick against my ass walls. Fuck he’s hard... sometimes ultra hard trumps ultra hung...sometimes. He makes me work for it and I’m fucking myself on his dick. Bouncing my buns on his dick and I go down for a bit of ass to mouth, to wet his dick and shove it in sloppy again. He goes for it and starts to pump my hole. I noticed while I was sucking a PA hole on his dick... fuck this guy is hot. I let him fuck me and he makes the walls bounce. I’m thinking fuck you trolls. He moans softly and blasts a good ton of boi spunk in me. He quickly leaves and my hole and the GH is dripping with cum... I message him on Grindr and thank him for the load. (Yeah they all say BJ only...) he then asks after the fact.. “Are you clean?” Which I say yep all clean since 11/09/18. (Which was true) He gives me the thumbs up ? emoji and says that I was a good dump and he could use a fuck hole like me before he starts work at 330p. Possible future meets? I I save his profile. ⭐️ I could marry this young top pig. I tell him, “next time you can fuck me with the PA.” I waited a bit and boy was I glad I did, my hole was dripping asianboi cum which was perfect for my next encounter. Part 2: BBC.

i have taken a lot of those in bathhouses.usually guys will go around collecting used condoms then either fuck the contents into me or pour them all into a funnel in my ass

PART 14 As my heartbeat returned to normal, the combination or Tom’s cock softening and my still spasming hole forced him to slip out of me with a soft plop. As it did, the anxiety kicked back in. Only now it was more confusing. And I wasn’t sure what I felt. I know I felt some guilt over what I was doing, as well as some guilt for feeling guilty. Four loads of HIV laden sperm shot into me by a guy who I couldn’t seem to resist. Even as I studied the sense of guilt which had assaulted me, I also found the thought of sex with Tom and his poz cum turned me on, just something so strongly attracted me to raw sex. And I was very aware that I was clamping shut in an effort to keep all of his semen in me. I didn’t want any leaking out. But a huge part of me was still screaming 'What the fuck are you doing? This is so risky. HIV. AIDS. But you keep coming back' I told myself. Hell, I had TWO loads in me now and it was barely afternoon. And I had begged for it. And I didn’t notice this before, but it seemed like Tom almost liked cumming in me more than just fucking me. Like giving me his seed was what mattered most. Maybe that was just my imagination. “Earth to Chris. Are you there sexy boy” Tom joked. I guess I had been really lost in my thoughts. “Sorry, I was just thinking. It’s just, and it feels really really good, I just get nervous... your cum and everything,” I said quietly. He looked at me. “You mean, because I have HIV and you keep letting me cum in you? Is that what you mean?” I nodded, affirming his interpretation. “Well, you have had four loads now and you might already have it. Or you don’t. And Chris, this is really it, you can’t stop. Maybe. To be honest, I think you are already too hooked on barebacking. But you could stop and go back to your old life. I don’t think that’s what you want though. I think what you want and really at this point ,what you need is to keep giving in. To live with the consequences of being a cum dump bottom boy. And yeah, that means eventually you'll end up with HIV. I have friends that would love to give you what you need. I could keep you full every day. I have friends that would come over right now. I already told them about you and they are aching to fuck you. Aching to be inside you when their cocks starts pumping man cum. They all have HIV they wanna share too. I can call them now. You don’t even have to ask. Just nod if you want me too. Nod if you want strange men over here now to cum inside your boy hole,” he said hypnotically. I’d like to say I thought and weighed the options but I didn’t. His words had got me. And slowly, I nodded. And then again. And he grinned as he reached for his phone as, for my part, I lay back on the bed, his sperm soaking into my body.

I need to be suckin on a filthy fukkkin shithole-----

I was molested growing up. Started sucking around 6, fucked when I was 11. Honestly I never thought bad about it because I felt good.

PART 13 Tom broke off the kiss and looked down at me. “You sexy little stud. I am so lucky you walked by my door. I am gonna keep that little boyhole so happy. And so full,” he whispered. I just nodded up at him. He grabbed me a little rougher than normal and flipped me over grunting “I want to see my cock going in and out of my boy's hole.” He was stroking his already hard cock. Instinctively, I arched my back and went ass up and head down, completely offering my already fucked and cum slick cunt up to him. My legs were spread and my hole was totally exposed, as he started sliding his cock up and down my crack, teasing me. Then he gripped the base of his massive cock and began running tiny circles over my rosebud with his cockhead. It was driving me crazy and i was bucking back to try to get it inside me. Finally, so hungry and teased I couldn’t take it, emotion took over and I practically cried out for it, “Please fuck me!” And with that I felt the pressure increase and my hole began to open up and accept Tom’s beautiful penis. He went slow but steady, and it was a little hard to take but the cum he had already shot into me slickened it up. The fullness increased and I fell into ecstasy again. He was going slow but fucking me with deeper and longer strokes. It felt incredible and I pushed out my hole to try to get even More of him inside me. “My cock looks so fucking hot going in and out if you Chris. Your tight little boy butt. It’s like magic just pulling the cum out of me. I can’t help it. You are gonna make me shoot again. Is that what you want?” he asked in that whisper-moan of his that drove me crazy. “I want it! I want it please!”, I practically yelled. The strokes were longer even, all the way until the point where his head alone was wrapped around my ring and then all the way in balls deep, slowly and steadily. “You want to take another poz load, sexy boy? Is that it? You need that special cum inside your hole, don’t you? Don't you? Deep in your little boy hole,” he grunted. And I lost it. The lust overpowered me and I found myself answering him, “Fuck yes I need it. I fucking need it in me. Cum in me. Cum in me. Cum in me.” Who knows how many times I repeated the last part. He sped up and he was driving deep. It hurt but I didn’t care. The sharp pain of his cock stabbing my guts almost made it feel even better. And then he drove extra deep and his HIV positive sperm erupted into my eager and begging hole. And I had begged. He had asked me and I had begged him to do it. And I wanted it. At that moment all that mattered was that I was his bottom and he had just shared his sperm with me. Given me his seed. He collapsed on top of me. “Please stay in me," I whimpered. “My baby boy already addicted to man cum in his hungry little boy hole. My sexy baby boy,” as I felt him throb inside me as he tried to milk every drop of cum into me that he could. And my mind flashed quickly HIV load number four now. But instead of fear, I was thinking of load number five, which I knew I would need. And need soon. The hunger was just growing. The need to get fucked. And to be bred.

Well how to start this... For some time I had been playing (off and on) with a poz couple from my local area, although before this incident we had always played safe. We had discussed our respective status, although it such really wasn't an issue for me. Condom use had really never been discussed, although it was mentioned in idle conversation (more like hints) that it was certainly not preferred. other conversations and over time they realized that even though the condom was on, if they came while inside me I usually did also. prior to me neg guys seemed to want them to pull out in case the condom broke or any other mishap occurred. the throb of the orgasm was usually enough to send me over the edge and since that time had always done so. I was much younger (23 years) than them at the time and I assume that fact was part of the eroticism for them. we had been playing both as a threesome and one on one and it was almost to the point of polygamy with them as I had no issue with playing this way, they had known me for quite some time, and it was always very open between them on what went on. I had felt the need and being as it was more or less guaranteed they would be available for me at these moments in my life when i wanted someone to play with me i called and set up a play date for the following morning. unfortunately only one was gong to be there due to work obligations, but it was decided id stop by a couple of times during the week to keep him company and have a bit of fun. of the two I preferred how he handled me and the passion was usually more intense anyway so I was pretty happy that everything was cool. He also had one of the most beautiful uncut cocks ive ever had the pleasure of having and also for whatever reason, could shoot the hugest loads i have ever seen to date.He was well thicker than average and a huge amount of foreskin that still just about covered the head when he was l fully erect. I happen to have a major cum fetish and up untill this point, had been the only guy including his partner that would gladly swallow every bit. for laughs one time he filled a coffee mug with it, for the point that up untill that time i really didnt comprehend the volume of it, just that it sure wasnt easy to keep up with his orgasm during oral. I showed up, as always, in my usual garb of a pair of sweats and T, as things usually moved to the bedroom quickly and I going there for a spacific reason had no reason to play hard to get. My friend opened the door as i walked up the stairs to their apartment also, more or less, as usual in a robe, and invited me in. Upon entering it seemed he had just finished breakfast and there was a plate what i could only assume be the leftovers on the table. i grabbed a piece of bacon, and still chewing on it my friend walked up behind me and immediately started kissing my neck, so i knew that at least this time he was in the mood and I immediately was also quite aroused. It had been a bit over three days since his partner had gone on the business trip and I was figuring he was feeling a bit needy anyway so I expected at this point there wasnt going to be much small talk. upon reaching back there was no doubt he was ready, his robe was slightly open, and the end of his cock as already pretty soaked with precum. we immediately walked to the bedroom, myself leading him by his cock, trying to jerk him lightly as we walked. my had almost immediately got slippery on him. this was the first time I had been with him after so long being without, and again being quite partial to cum, I was figureing i was in for a pretty good time. We made it to the bedroom, with my back still turned to him he helped me with my shirt, after which point i turned to face him. he was immediate in his responce in giving me one of the most passionate kisses i had recieved in quite some time and as he reached down into may pants grabbed my ass with one cheek in each hand and squeezed. My friend was somewhat taller and a bit heavier, but always had the ability to make me feel safe in his arms. I reached down to grab his cock which was at its full potential and my cock had of course responded to the static in the air. my pants fell to my ankles, and at this point i awkwardly attempted to get them the rest of the way off, but with shoes i was more or less locked in. my head was spinning at this point in lust and I really don't know what happened to the robe at this point but i did fel myself not exactly pushed but fall back onto the bed in a way that the inertia sent my legs up into the air, shoes still on with pants at my ankles as he immediately went to work licking my hole. I was immediately like putty for him, through my head back and stopped struggling with my sweats as I was losing myself in the moment. my legs went loose and opened with this onslaught of pleasure being afforded me and I lost interest in the struggle of freeing my legs. after some time, i dont know how long, time seemed to be flying by as i could feel myself completely submitting to his every move he started to work his way from my hole and ran his tongue up the back of my sack and up the length of my raging hard cock and spent a couple of seconds licking the precum off the tip before continuing to move up. Now it being summer time, it was quite warm and the sweat from our bodies made it quite easy for him to squeeze up betwen my legs while doing this and making it straight up to kiss me, my legs still wrapped around him. throughout all this he was giving me a bit of small talk on how happy he was i was here, that he really hadnt had the time to even cum, and so needed this. I hadnt been able to play for a few weeks either due to family and home obligations so it was advantageous for both of us to be available for this encounter when we were. now being in this position, although leaving me in somewhat a disadvantage was at the time the hottest event that had ever happened to me. i could feel his cock in my crack which with the way we were kissing and rubbing each other had more or less been bobbing the whole time in anticipation, smearing his precum, which again was flowing out in ways that i cant explain, and at this point was flowing onto me, on my ass, around and in my crack. I could feel his hard cock being just about there right near the entrance to my hole. he stopped kissing me for a second and looked into my eyes. i felt his cock bob just slightly and he punged straight into me balls deep with absolutly no resistance what so ever. the pre cum had soaked me to the point where lubrication would have been more than overkill. he asked me if i was ok with this and i nodded stilll looking into his eyes. he started to pump me slowly, and told me he wanted me to be completely ok with this or he would stop and put a condom on, but at this point i really didnt care, i was enjoying myself too much. all i could manage to say is I want this, and i want all of this, and he immediately started kissing me. now id like to say this was a long first time, and the like but i was actually happy with the way it went. he lasted inside me for about a minute before i started to feel him really swell. we had been in a lip lock through the whole thing and i could feel the intensity of his release growing with his kiss. my legs were still wrapped around him and i started to squeeze uncontrollably, he stopped wide eyed and again looked down at me we both knowing what was about to happen, i reached my hand up behind his head and brough his lips back to mine and in that moment i felt the rumble of his chest as he started to unload deep inside me. now from my experience with oral i could imagine every thick creamy squirt completely coating my insides. I had seem him shoot huge amounts with the first couple of squirts hitting between him and the headboard leaving lines of sperm from beginning to end. as i felt him cum inside me my hole started to feel slicker than any lube had ever made it feel and with every thrust he made into me a louder noise of moisture came from below. we stayed like that, interlocked kissing for quite some time before i felt him start to stiffen and he began to fuck me again, i went back several times during the week after the first of which i went straight to the drawer by the bed and threw the condoms that were in there in the trash next to it as he watched, but after that happened, neither him or his partner ever used them with me then or the several months we saw each other after. unfortunately they moved away for work not long after that, but i personally haven't used a condom, nor will i sleep with a guy who uses them since or again. and that's my story...

It's a bit sadistic of me, but I really enjoy pissing in an ass after I fuck it at the bookstore. Lots of married guys, there on the dl, have never even thought about a guy pissing inside them. They're not entirely sure what's happening until it's already done. The look on their face is priceless. I had one guy, once I nutted and pissed inside him, stand up and fasten his pants, then got a quizzical look on his face and I heard some serious wet farting noises. His dockers were visibly wet in the lower ass and back thigh area. The smell wasn't very appealing either. He made a quick exit, but I gotta say his visible humiliation made me hard again.

Certainly did some discrete fucking on the dance floor as both top and bottom (or better yet, both - lucky pierre!) during the 80's and 90's. Having done modelling for several gay mags and some coffee table books - as well as the 1992 "The New Joy of Gay Sex", the most public fucking I did was at a party in Provincetown. The hired live entertainment for the party were the then hot gay porn stars Butch Taylor and Tim Lowe, who required a third from the audience to join them. Several of my friends yelled for me to volunteer (I later found out that was planned) and I felt no qualms about joining in. It was great fun, and I loved the audience's reactions, especially those who had no idea I would ever do such a thing (apparently, they didn't buy those mags or books!). The print below is me in one of the images I posed for in TNJofGS.

...totally agree ...

I have been on my back on a outdoors rotating fuck table, which I think is called a Lazy Daisy? In Gran Canaria an older couple took turns. One fucking and the other feeding me his dick like a spit roast. Then they'd pull out, rotate the table and continue switching every few minutes. Was hot and drew attention from others who watched (and some took over when the couple was done). Don't think there's an etiquette as long as you're willing to take whoever wants to have a go and don't refuse anyone. If you want to be picky don't get on that table/bench.

Just so everyone is clear on this: This is fiction. It didn't happen. The only part that is true is up to, and including the scene where I take 2 loads from tops of unknown status. Also, I'm almost certainly still neg. Only taken one semi-anon load since my last negative test. Recently I breached the latest frontier of my sexual odyssey. The journey had started many years before when I sucked my first cock. I loved it and gloried in the taste of another man's semen. I sucked every dick that any horny man would stick in my mouth, but resisted getting my ass fucked for years. Initially I was afraid of pain, then, AIDS had appeared on the scene, so out of fear of infection, I stopped sucking dick for a few years. Then one night I had a few too many drinks and found myself on my knees in gay bar's restroom getting my mouth fucked. He wanted my ass and I said yes, but use a condom. He agreed and soon I was introduced to the joy of getting my butt fucked. I loved it even more than sucking dick. I diligently required condoms and asked every guy what their HIV status was. I refused to bend over for poz tops, but took every wrapped, neg cock offered, usually having the top feed me his cum from the rubber and chewing on it, savoring the taste of my ass. One night a top came over to fuck me. I have no idea where it came from, but I asked him if he wanted a condom. He said no, he wanted me raw. I bent over, he slid his bare cock in me and I was instantly converted to a bareback bitch. I stopped carrying condoms with me and threw all the ones in my apartment in the garbage. I continued to ask tops their status and refused poz guys. Late one night, again with a lot of alcohol in me, I took loads from two tops without asking their status. I'd had so much to drink, I just forgot (yeah, sure) and didn't discover it until looking at the emails later. Sure enough, soon I was taking every load offered, no questions asked. I'd never taken a completely anonymous load till one night I was in a bathhouse getting reamed in the black room with no words spoken. I still refused loads from tops who volunteered they were poz, had a biohaz tattoo or looked gaunt or ill. After work one day I stopped by an adult store and sucked a couple of dicks and swallowed their loads. I sat stroking my cock when the door on the next booth banged. A man faced the gloryhole, unzipped and hauled out a very large, beautiful cock. Soon I had it fully erect and plunging in and out of my mouth. After a bit he pulled out and stood stroking. His hand pushed his t-shirt up and I saw a biohazard tattoo. I swallowed and was a bit queasy. I really wanted him in my ass but couldn't make myself knowingly take a poz load. I was well aware that, as many anon loads as I'd taken, I had to have gotten more than a few poz loads, but I couldn't do it intentionally. I motioned for him and he pushed forward just enough for me to barely lick the head. My stomach flipped as I tasted precum and I realized I'd just eaten virus. Enough, I had to have that lovely prick in me, poz or not. I turned around, pressed my ass against the hole and spread my cheeks. He wallowed the head against my asshole, smearing it with precum. I moaned, knowing that if his viral load was high I'd just gotten HIV virus in me. My cock was fully erect and I realized I wanted him to shoot a poison load of jizz in me. I moaned again and almost shot my load when he pushed his length into me. I knew that from then on, while I'd take loads from neg guys, I would actively seek out poz cum, especially, high vl cum. All too soon, that lovely deathstick stabbed in deep and shuddered. I felt a warm, wet feeling in my ass as he filled me with toxic semen. My cock squirted a thick stream across the booth as I realized that I could die from the fuck I'd just gotten. He slid out of me after a bit and I sat down. The cock came back through the hole and I took it in my mouth, savoring the taste of cum and my ass. He zipped up and his hand came through the hole with a card bearing a phone number and email address. I took it knowing I'd taken the next step towards infection. When I got home I changed my profiles on the personal sites I used. My HIV status became unknown and my preferred partners poz. The next Saturday night I went to the sleaziest bathhouse in town and got a room. I wrote "neg bottom taking loads, poz preferred" and my room number. I don't remember exactly, but at least 8 guys fucked me. Two of them were very verbal and went into great length about how they were knocking me up, pozzing me, infecting me. This phase went on for over a year. I took who know hows many loads, mostly poz and some from several high vl tops, but kept testing neg. I had gone from terrified of HIV to actively yearning to be infected. About a year ago I saw an ad on bbrt from a poz top who said he'd do whatever it took to infect a bugchaser. One night he came over to do the deed. He had a stiff toothbrush with him and scrubbed my asshole and rectum with it. Then he fingered me with his long nails and talked about how he was cutting me up. He took a syringe out and filled it with his blood, slid the needle into the big vein on my arm and taped it to my forearm. I was trembling with fear and need when his rigid cock stabbed into my ass. He talked constantly while doing all this about how he was infecting me and that he had an extremely virulent strain. Finally he shoved in, spewed his deathseed into me, and collapsed onto me. "Now to make sure you die. Push the plunger and inject my poison blood into your vein." I put two fingers on the plunger, but couldn't do it. Finally, he growled, covered my fingers with his and shoved the plunger in. I retched and had the most intense orgasm ever. It was done; I was infected for sure. A couple of weeks later I had a bad case of the flu, the fuck flu I knew. I advertised on bbrt and breeding zone and soon my cock was plunging into a young man who was begging for me to knock him up. "Pozzing your ass, faggot!", I growled as I shot my deadly seed in him. I got an email from him a few weeks later saying that he was poz and thanking me for my gift. I realized that it was a deeply satisfying feeling, knowing I'd just infected a man. I kept ads up on a couple of hardcore chasing sites and succeeded in infecting at least 7 willing bottoms who begged me for my gift. I never initiated contact or actively searched for victims; I let them come to me. I never fucked anyone who didn't ask for it. Then one night I was horny and could find no willing victims and all my usual bottoms were otherwise engaged. I said, fuck it, anybody that takes anon loads is asking for the bug. Soon I was at the bathhouse fucking my toxic jizz into a boy in the blackroom, no words spoken. I was off and running. For the next several months I kept to this pattern. I fucked any neg bottom that asked for the bug and any bottom that took my cock without any discussion of status. I knew tops who stealth pozzed guys but refused to do it myself. Although I never volunteered it, I always disclosed my status when asked. Then one day I saw an ad from a really hot bottom. My cock throbbed, I really wanted to fuck this kid. Just turned 18; never took it raw. He said he was neg and planned to stay that way. I emailed him offering to fuck him, offering to wrap it, and he turned me down. He said he never played with poz guys, safe or not. I sighed, he was gorgeous and I wanted him bad. Oh well, other fish in the sea. But I couldn't forget about him. I jerked off thinking about how much I wanted to fuck his cute little ass. I shot especially hard when I thought about infecting him. One night I was trolling for ass in Hollywood when I noticed this cute 30-something guy eyeing me. He kept glancing at me, especially at my cock, but moved away whenever I got close to him. I thought, fuck it boy, if you want it, come get it. I went to the queer room, sat down, took my cock out and stroked it hard. After wandering in and out a couple times, eyes locked on my dick, the guy sat down a couple of seats away from me and took out his dick. He kept shooting nervous little glances at my dick. I moved over to the seat next to him and looked him in the eye. He wouldn't make eye contact but locked his gaze on my cock. I reached for his cock and stroked it. He moaned and turned his head towards me. With my free hand I took his head and pulled his mouth to mine. He moaned again as we made out and his cock oozed precum. I didn't want him to shoot so soon so I released his cock, took his hand in mine and moved it to my shaft. I felt the wedding ring on his finger. "I want to fuck you." "I don't know, I don't want it to hurt. I've never had anything in my ass." " I'll be gentle, I won't hurt you." "Well, ok, but use a condom." "Sorry, never use them. You want my cock, you take it bare." "I don't know about that, I'm married." "It's ok, I'm clean, just got tested a couple of weeks ago." This was absolutely true. I was clean, took a shower not 3 hours ago. And I had gotten tested recently. I omitted the fact that the test showed that I was HIV positive with a very high viral load. But, what the hell, if the guy was stupid enough to take anybody's word for it he was bound to get infected sooner or later. I decided then and there that I was tired of games, I wanted his ass and was going to have it. "On your knees; suck my dick. Now!" He scrambled to the floor and swallowed my cock. He couldn't suck dick worth a shit but I didn't care. It was his butt I wanted. He was going to go home to wifey with my toxic load in his ass, HIV viruses working their way in his bloodstream and all over his doomed body. After a bit I'd had enough of amateurish gobbling. I grabbed him by the hair and pulled his mouth off my cock and to my mouth. He was trembling and moaning as my tongue raped his het mouth. "Stand up, drop your pants and bend over the back of the chair." He did so and I knelt and licked his ass. I thought he was going the shoot his load as he felt my tongue in his virgin asshole; undoubtably the first time a tongue had been there. I reached into my pocket, pulled out a tube of lube and worked it into his hole with my fingers. I also used my nails to scratch his asshole and rectum so my poison jizz would be sure to find it's way into his bloodstream. Standing up, I guided my rigid, oozing cock to its target. I wallowed the head around his rosebud, smearing it with its first taste of virus. The poor, doomed hubby moaned and pushed back against me, taking the first inch of me into his hungry, unsuspecting asshole. I shoved hard and slid in balls deep. He squealed and his asshole convulsed around my dick. I wanted the fuck to last, so I stopped deep in him. He shuddered and pushed back against me; looks like I had just created a cockslut. After resting a bit I started stroking in and out. As befits a virgin he was nice and tight. My cock was in heaven, the lovely sensation of his hungry anus gripping my cock heightened by the knowledge that I was infecting him and that he would take it home and infect his wife. I hoped she was fucking another guy on the side and that she'd spread the bug further. I couldn't take much more bliss; I picked up the pace, ramming in and out hard and fast. Finally I shoved hard and deep and squirted a weeks worth of HIV infected bug juice deep in the poor doomed bitch's guts. "Take it, bitch! Take my load!" I grabbed his cock and he squirted his last neg load onto the floor. I shuddered as my dick twitched and my balls emptied into my victim. After I stopped shooting I stayed in him, keeping my bug juice in to do it's work. After a few minutes I felt myself losing my hard on. I pulled a tissue out of my pocket and pushed in against his hole as my dick slipped out. "I'm pushing a tissue into your ass so the cum won't run out onto your underwear." "Thanks, wouldn't want my wife to find them with the seat soaked with your cum." "Wait as long as you can to take a shit. That'll minimize the chance of any bleeding." It would also maximize the chance of infecting the clueless boob, but I didn't see any reason to mention that. "Ok, thanks and thanks for fucking me. I had no idea it would feel so good. Cumming while feeling your cock fill my ass with cum was amazing." "You're welcome. Always glad to give a gift and spread pleasure around." Not to mention giving the Gift that keeps on giving, at least until it kills him, and spreading the Bug. I wiped my cock with my hand and licked it. Cum, assjuice and, sure enough, a little coppery taste. He was bleeding a bit, my babies were for sure already in his bloodstream. I'd just taken the latest step; I was a fully paid up stealth Gifter. Now to plan how to fuck and infect the 18 year old.

Our sling room is in the basement, which is filled with private rooms, glory holes, a small dark play room, and a shower and toilet area that features private stalls with enema facilities. Our Private sling room has a sturdy leather pig sling, a double bed, and a video screen with dozens of channels of gay, bi and straight porn. It's really the best room in the baths: In order to get to the dark rooms and the bathrooms, most people will have to walk past our door. If that door is open, whatever we are doing will be on public exhibition. As we leave our room, a tall and muscular black man is leaving the dark room. Our eyes both drop to his crotch. He pauses, and smiles at us, letting his towel drop to the floor. His cock is long and thick, and shiny from whatever hole he was fucking back in the dark room. Alex steps forward, grasps his cock, and strokes it. The man closes his eyes, and leans back against the wall. His cock stiffens. 'You like this one, daddy?', Alex asks huskily, 'Or should we not settle for the first nice cock we see?'. 'I'm sure we will see him again, Alex,' I say, loathe to interrupt the scene, but eager to show her the rest of the house. 'Okay daddy', she steps back, and to the black man she says 'Come visit us later, here in the sling room?' 'You bet, I will, you bet...' He picked up his towel, nods at me, 'Nice boy you've got there...' and leaves. Alex falls into my arms, giggling almost silently, whispering in my ear 'He thinks I'm a real boy! This is so fucking sexy!' Her hand drops to my cock, under the towel, finds me rock hard. 'I see daddy is having a good time?' 'Yes indeed, Alex, yes indeed!' I lead her around the corner, and show her the dark rooms. You squeeze down a narrow corridor, and it opens into a room with a couple of fuck tables, conveniently at a height to make accessing bottom holes comfortable. One side of the room has a gallery running across it with a railing and spindles. It's set up so bottoms standing in the dark room can suck tops through the railing. A door at the back continues into a series of glory holes. Further still, is a door that leads into the bathrooms. There is a bottom on one of the fuck tables. It's too dark to see details, but his sillouette is that of a muscular guy of medium build. He stirs as we enter. Two words, 'Use me', come from the shadows at the head of the table. Alex pulls me closer. Her hand strokes down the bottoms back. He is slick with sweat, and other fluids. She puts my hand at his hole. It is slick and dripping. She pushes me towards him, and pulls my towel away. 'Fuck him daddy,' She says it huskily, 'I want to see you use his sloppy hole' I lean forward, and enter him. Alex cuddles against me, her breath at my ear. 'How many loads do you think are in there?' More than a couple, I am thinking. His hole is soft and wet and sloppy. As Alex's tongue tickles my ear, I cannot help but think of how opposite this cumdump is to her tight muscularity. Alex's hole is always snug, even after a pounding, she grips my cock. This random slut, however, is gaping. It's like waving my cock in a bucket of water. I ram deep, and hear him moan, and Alex pulls me backwards. She leans over, and licks my cock. 'Mmmm your cock is coated in strange cum, daddy...' She stands again, and pulls me away. The bottom sighs in resignation. We continue. The glory holes. She shoves me into a booth, follows me in. I sit down, she nestles into my lap, and we begin to kiss. She squirts lube into her hand, and starts stroking my cock. I unscrew the poppers, take a deep snort, and then hold her under her nose. She breathes deep, and her head drops into my lap. That incredible mouth closes on my cock. Her head bobs, I groan. And suddenly she freezes. Someone is entering the next stall. Her mouth leaves me, and goes to the hole. She is sucking the cock that has been stuffed through from the next stall. She is panting. I push her head down hard onto the unseen stranger. I hear her gag, then a groan from next door. He is cumming! My girlfriend is taking her first bath house load, into her mouth from an unseen stranger. He pulls out, she sits up, I hear him leave. She grabs my head, and kisses me hard. She spits the cum into my mouth, forcing me to taste it. I groan in pleasure, and spit it back. We both moan and swallow our share. Sounds from next door. A cock pokes in through the hole. Long. Curved. White. Alex grabs the lube, and slicks the cock up. She stands, and presses her asshole against the tip. She's really buying in to this bath house thing. She whimpers as she wiggles her tight hole down. I know what the guy in the next stall is feeling: A tight, taut hole. Not your typical sloppy glory hole anus, not at all like a typical sloppy sauna hole. She moans, and I reach between her body and the wall, find the cock where it enters her. Raw, no condom, slick with lube and her ass juices. I hear her moaning with pleasure, I know she is unable to reach her clit through the leather jock and the rubber penis, yet I can hear her as she busts a small orgasm. There is a groan from next door, and alex sits down further on the cock. I realize he's cumming. Breeding her asshole. He pulls out, she stands. I spin her and push her against the wall. Spreading her cheeks, I bury my face in her asshole and lick the slick cum from her. I hear her gasp in shock as I eat the strangers cum from her hole. 'You fucking dirty whore!' She breathes as my tongue works.

Part 7 Spent, Luke looked up at the ceiling and contemplated how much he had changed in the span of 72 hours. He turned to the camera that Steve held and whimpered with a grin “I’m YOUR whore now.” Weeks and months passed. Symptoms – some annoying, some painful, some just gross – came and went as Steve and Billy’s toxicity -- among others after that weekend -- took hold of Luke’s body. Two constants remained resolute: Luke’s ever-present lust for and obedience to Steve, and the fact that he’d been forever marked by Steve - physically and emotionally. ********************************************************************* The camera panned up Luke’s body: his tan feet, protruding calves, bulging quads, and large flaccid dick, where the shot lingered for a bit for admiration. The camera then made it to Luke’s relatively new scorpion tattoo above his pubic line, then to his taught abdominal muscles, his pecs, and finally his face. “This is Luke,” the cameraman could be heard saying. Luke smiled and responded with a casual, yet friendly “Hey.” He was now used to being objectified for the benefit of Steve. The camera then panned to the guy standing next to Luke. He was around 20 years old with freckles and shaved red hair. “What’s your name?” the cameraman asked. “I’m Josh.” The video frame then started its way down Josh’s pale body. He was less muscular and skinnier than Luke, but was in good, athletic shape. The happy trail of red hair above his waistline lead to a large uncut semi-hard dick, and then the camera then continued to his bare feet. “Okay, fellas, what are we here for today?” “Well,” Luke responded, “I’m gonna fuck Josh!” giving the camera a wide smile. “Josh, how do you feel about this?” “It’s hot. I’ve wanted this for a long time.” Steve interjected “Cut, cut, cut. This is coming off like pretty boy porn. It’s not a fucking love story here. We need to rethink how we set this shit up, otherwise it’s not gonna sell. I mean, we’re about to film an actual pozzing! Josh -- you’re about to get fucked by my unmedicated whore, and you aren’t on anything that’ll save your ass from getting the bug. He’s gonna give you every god damn disease you’ve ever heard of and we’re gonna advertise this to the world. You’re gonna be huge porn stars for this, and I’m gonna make a ton of money off of you sluts. I need to hear and see fear and desire here. All right, go on. Action.” “I’m gonna fuck him raw.” Luke said into the camera, then he turned to Josh. “I’m gonna knock him up with my HIV baby. I’m gonna convert this little faggot like I was converted and then we’re gonna seed other faggots out there together.” Steve was pleased with the results of his directorial aside as he knew, having shared the fuck photos and video of Billy and Luke with his friends, that this could be a lucrative way to exploit his lover. Finding Josh – a cute, willing, neg, exhibitionist chaser – was a hard feat, but the internet finally produced gold with this ginger. Josh broke character and said frankly “I can’t stop shaking I’m so nervous. I want this – I really want this – but it’s just.. I’m just.. it’s overwhelming.” “Relax.” Luke said, putting his arm around Josh’s waist. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” “I want to do this. It’s just so real now – it was one thing before today chatting online or camming, but now, I mean, it’s not fantasy anymore. This is taking the fucking plunge.” Josh said, and the camera continued to film. Steve might not have wanted love or emotion, but such were unavoidable. “You’re hard, Josh.” Steve said off camera. “Luke isn’t yet. Maybe if you suck his dick you’ll get over these jitters.” “OK” Josh said with some stress in his voice. Josh kissed Luke before sinking to his knees, but just before Josh took Luke's cock into his mouth, Luke and Steve locked eyes, sharing the moment and smiled. Once Luke’s dick was hard in Josh’s mouth, Luke grabbed hold of the back of the ginger’s head and started to skull fuck him. Josh gagged on Luke’s cock and fought for breath. Luke enjoyed looking down at Josh servicing him, who occasionally looked up and made eye contact. Luke could sense that Josh’s trepidation was subsiding. Josh was enjoying sucking on Luke's magnificent prick. After about five minutes, Luke pulled his dick out of Josh’s mouth and asked “You ready to take my raw diseased dick in your ass, bud? “I think so,” Josh replied. Steve interjected again “Josh I don’t give a fuck what you’re thinking, once he’s in you, you gotta want it. You gotta beg for it. Do you want to share in our cum or not?” “I do, sir. I want it. I want to be knocked up. I’m ready. I promise.” Josh answered with confidence. Luke and Josh walked a few steps to the bed, where Luke positioned Josh on his back and then his legs onto Luke's shoulders so he could dive face first into the pale lad’s round ass. Luke spit on Josh’s tight hole and showed it to the camera as he inserted one finger, then two. 'Josh’s asshole is fuckin' perfect', Luke thought, as he maneuvered his tongue in and out, digging deeper and deeper. Josh moaned and yelped as Luke’s whiskered face brushed against his inner thighs. Luke's tongue lashed inside his fuck chute, eating out Josh's ass for several minutes until he could no longer hold off fucking. He got to his feet, standing between Josh’s legs and asked simply “You ready? And ready, he apparently was, as without hesitation Josh answered with a firm "Fuck yes. You’re a fucking god, and I need you inside me. Make me yours.” Luke’s dick was throbbing and dripping pre-cum. He reached for the bottle of lube on the bedside table and squirted some onto his shaft and on a finger, which he then inserted into Josh’s hole. He then inserted a second finger, and then a third, as he did so remarking “I’m about to stick my dick in you. You ever taken a poz dick before?” “No, never.” “Are you negative?” “Yeah.” “You know, I’m not on meds and my viral load is high. You’re probably gonna get the bug, HIV, from me. You know that, right?” “Yeah, I know all that. I want your bug.” “Fuck yeah, Josh. That’s so hot. And you know I carry a bunch of other things too – you’re gonna be a filthy whore like me if I shoot my load in you. You want that?” “Yes. I want to become just like you. I want you to seed me and for your seed -- all your seeds -- to grow inside me.” Luke pulled his fingers out and positioned his dick against Josh’s pucker. With a slow push forward with his hips, Luke’s dick head entered Josh’s ass. Josh winced, and Luke continued pressing ever deeper. Josh grunted “Oh my god, I’m taking your bare dick. This is my dream. I’m so hard,” his eyes closed and smiling, clearly savoring every moment of a long-anticipated experience. “Your hole feels so good around my dick. You’re so tight. I’m invading your ass – you’re like a fucking virgin right now and I’m taking that away from you with my poison cock.” Jush pushed into Luke’s dick, helping it move deeper inside him. Luke was about three quarters inside. “I’m gonna get herpes too, right?” Josh asked. “I’ve got 'em. You probably will too.” Josh pulled Luke tight into him with his legs, which were wrapped around Luke now. “Fuck me. Give me everything you have. You’re a god and I want you.” With that Luke made a final thrust to bottom out inside his conquest. “I’m all the way in you.” The camera man zoomed to Josh’s hole, below which Luke’s balls rested. Steve was rock hard and, off camera, precumming under his jeans, and couldn't stop himself from loudly exclaiming “Now destroy that neg pussy. Shoot your load in this fucking ginger and convert him!” Obediently, Luke withdrew almost completely and then slammed back into Josh’s ass and repeated with wild abandon. He quickly pumped in and out of Josh, his big dick head getting raw from rubbing against the lining of Josh’s ass. Josh screamed in pleasure. Precum was pooling on his white abs as his ass was getting a merciless pounding from Luke. “Oh yeah, bitch. Are you ready for your fucking conversion? Do you want my big fucking toxic load inside you?” Josh moaned "Oh, yeah, please daddy, give me your load!” “What do you want, whore?” Luke asked. “I want everything you have, every drop of cum that’s ever infected you, I want. Make me your cumdump. Make me toxic. Make me yours.” Luke’s pace picked up even further for a few beats, and then he yelled “I’M CUMMING!!! I’M SHOOTING MY RADIOACTIVE JIZZ IN YOUR NEG FUCKNG PUSSY! TAKE MY LOAD YOU CUNT!!!” His fuck pace came to a halt and he relished the release as his spent cock rested inside Josh. With three strokes, Josh’s dick erupted and he shot himself in the face. “FUCK, your load is in me, you converted me. Oh shit, oh yeah.” Luke collapsed onto Josh, and they kissed. “We’re gonna be rich, fuckers,” Steve announced, a wet spot and a hard cock visible through his jeans. “That’s a wrap."

Hung is the difference between aaah and oooh!

Part 7 Jason brought a rollaway cot and had Scott restrained on his belly and once that was done he and Bear, Jayden and Ben each got their bottom boys rigs ready by first slamming about a third of the fullest rigs they have ever seen and then after releasing their tourniquets pulling back on the plungers to fill them with their positive blood. Bobby and Greg had anxious looks on their faces as they have both fantasized about getting tied up and slammed with poz blood and tina. Bobby had asked if they could restrain him completely and gag him to add to his fantasy and Jayden was happy to and told the others to do the same to their bottoms. Timmy and Scott looked at each other and both saw fear and panic and when Scott tried to struggle that made Timmy even more scared and he started to struggle too. “It looks like Scott and Timmy are having second thoughts” said Hank Jayden laughed and said, ”good thing they can’t move then” Jason looked at Scott and told him to relax as he put his hand on his chest and told him it will all be better soon, you and Timmy are going to be free. Scott and Timmy both settled down and Jason told everyone to find a vein and get ready as I want us to slam them all at the same time. Once everyone was all set Jason told them to push as the mix of tina and blood started to enter the boys. Jayden told Ben that since Timmy had just been slammed he should take most of this himself and only give Timmy a little more Tina plus of course your virus. Ben nodded but he knew what Jayden was doing as once he was rushing on such a huge hit he would lose his hardon and beg for cock and Jayden liked to put Ben in his place. Ben didn’t care but he did want to cum in Timmy so he hoped the rush helped him shoot before he had to stop pretending he was a top and take his place with the rest of the boys. As each needle was removed Phil, Brian and Hank wiped clean each boy’s arm as the tops were already plowing their boys. All around you could hear the bottoms cough and grunt then over the next few minutes all you could hear was flesh slapping and the boys moaning. Ben started pounded Timmy like a madman hoping the friction would keep him hard and Timmy was grunting as he wasn’t yet use to such a pounding and didn’t expect it from his buddy. Jayden called over to Ben and taunted him to see if he could stay hard long enough to breed Timmy and Ben could only moan in reply. Ben’s rush was hitting him so hard and he wanted to switch places with Timmy so bad but just then Brian, Hank and Phil came to his rescue. Brian slid up Ben’s ass as Hank grabbed his tits and Phil pulled Ben’s face to the side and shoved his tongue in his mouth. Ben was lost in the pleasure he felt and started to fuck Timmy even faster and harder as that could Brian’s cock in his ass to go just as fast and hard and in under a minute he starter to scream as he filled Timmy with his load. The guys helped Ben to the floor and Brian started fucking him again as Hank took position to enter Timmy. Jayden smiled as he watched Ben and once Ben was being fucked Jayden turned his attention back to Bobby. He removed his gag and yelled for everyone else to do so also so that they could hear the boys begging. He then looked back into Bobby’s eyes and called him a slut and told him tonight he would never forget as started to get his fingers into Bobby at the same time he kept fucking him. Bobby started to beg to be stretched more and Jayden told him that he wasn’t going to stop until he could get both hands inside of him and then shoved two more fingers into the boy and at that Bobby’s eyes rolled back and his cock while still soft started to shoot off. Jayden announced that his bitch was cumming from getting his hole destroyed. Jason was going easy on Scott and asked him how he was going. “Oh god, Jason, I feel so good. I didn’t know it would feel so good. Wow, faster and harder.” “Yeah, that’s a good boy. You may be Timmy’s Daddy but you’re now my subby and I plan on getting you in my sling many times. I want to have a party where everyone is a top except you and Timmy and you can both get fucked and bred dozens of times. Do you want that Scottie boy?” “Fuck yeah, I want it now. Call me Scottie boy again!” “Oh little Scottie boy loves being my boy, don’t you? I bet you want to call me Daddy too” “Daddy, Daddy harder please” “Oh Scottie boy we are going to have so much fun” Bear told Greg to get ready for his first load and then slammed into the boy all the way and held him tight as his club shoot deep into him. He bent down and kissed Greg and told him that he was happy to have him as his son and told him when he gets the flu he should call him so that can celebrate. As Bear pulled out Phil was there to enter the boy next. Bear went over to Jason and said we need more tops for these boys or they’re gonna kill us, do you mind if I call a few friends. Now that the clubs are closing I know some guys that would love to join us. Jason told him to get as many as he could. Bear made two calls and twenty minutes later eight of his friends showed up and they enjoyed the fucked up bottoms that were all begging for their poz cum. One of the new guys asked is it ok to breed them with my toxic load and then they were all told that every one of the bottoms was converting tonight. The new guys gave the other tops a much needed break and the party went on. Around noontime the next day people started to leave and the party finally started to wind down. Jason passed out some pills that helped everyone left crash and soon the house was quiet again.

Jason I'm so livid I can barely control myself. The only thing keeping me from hunting down that guy and Quinn's mother is Quinn's need of me right now. How anyone could do that, how anyone could allow and consent to that being done to their own child is beyond me. I pour Quinn into the passenger seat, toss his pack into back so I can belt him in and rush around to get in the drivers side. Starting the engine I floor it and the car takes off like a bat out of hell. I'm racing through the mobile park my only thought is to get Quinn home and safe. Just as we are leaving the park to turn on the main road I see Quinn's mother and sure enough she spots us as well. She starts to walk towards my car, but stops after looking at my eyes, instead she just smiles and waves. Fucking bitch I think to myself and pull onto the main road gunning the engine to get Quinn home. He's shaking uncontrollably and he's got the sup-subs and can't seem to stop. I'm really starting to get worried. Ten minutes later I'm pulling into the driveway and he's not any better in fact he's worse. His face is all red and he now has the hiccups. I bail out of the drives seat, run around my car, practically tearing the door off getting it open, unbuckle Quinn and quickly grab him and run to the house. I'm trying to juggle Quinn and get my house keys, finally I just stand him on his feet, keeping my arm around him and get the house key and get us in. My poor Quinn is about to shake himself apart and is all glassy eye'd like he's in shock. I pick him up again and run for the bathroom. Dumping him in the shower I shock him with a blast of cold water. He jerks around and finally seems to come to, so I immediately turn the hot water on and bring the temperature back up, and get in with him and hold him tight against my chest. He's still shaking but not as bad and his hiccups and tears have stopped. I just hold him for a few more but he seem so despondent. I'm trying to think, trying to come up with a plan to break though, and suddenly I know what to do. I turn us so that his back his facing the shower spray and I reach over for the shampoo. Getting a generous amount I start to wash and massage Quinn's hair, running my fingers through is hair, gently messaging his scalp. Then I wrap an arm around his waist and with my other hand I gently tilt him back so that his head is in the water. He blinks as a few drops splash his face, and his eyes seem to focus a bit more and he looks at me. I smile down and him and then lean forward and devour his lips. I breath a deep sigh of relief when I feel Quinn's arms reach up and cross over my neck and he begins to kiss me back. "Hey baby, welcome back I missed you. Next time you go on a vacation take me with you okay?" Quinn starts crying again but its a more relaxed sound and without the shaking, its more like he's just letting something go. "Okay" he nods his head. I turn Quinn back around and set him on the bench, turning around I switch the nob around to bath, hit the lever to stop up the drain then turn back around . I remove my sneakers and then quickly shuck the rest of my clothing tossing them in the sink. Then I kneel down and start to undress Quinn. I gently remove his shoes, then his shirt and set them on the rug, now comes the hard part I'm afraid that removing his sweat bottoms might set him off after what just happened. I look up at his face and he's still with me. "Hey baby I don't want to upset you but you look really funny in my shower with your cloths on, mind if I take these off and I gently tug on the legs of his pants. He looks down and me and a very small grin crosses his face. "Well I guess almost removing a man's balls with a knife would make you bad so ya I think you've meet the requirements to do that." I stretch my arms forward, wrap them around his waist and pull him from the bench to my lap, the sweatpants completely forgotten. "Love I'd do anything for you. You know that right?" "Yeah I kind of figured that out today." I kiss him tenderly and deeply then patting his butt I motion for him to stand. "Ugh that's hard on the legs" I say as I unfold them out from under me and then squat on my heals. I grab the sweats by the waist band and pull them down revealing Quinn's gorgeous butt in pair of my backless underwear. "OH NICESS" I can't help but say and set the pants on the bench. "Hmm you like" "OH very much so" I turn him around to get a better view and notice some red streaks in the crease of his ass. I have to take a deep breath to keep my temper. "You okay" He's looking down over his shoulder at me. "OH yeah just loving the view" I don't want to bring back the memory of the event so try to cover up my reaction. "I think I'll enjoy these a lot more later though I'm a little wiped out at the moment. Hey baby hand me the body wash okay." Quinn reaches behind him and over my head to hand me to soap. I pour some into my hand, reach around Quinn and put the bottle on the bench. Rubbing my hands together I start at his ankles and slowly slide/wash my way up his legs. When I get to his butt I start at his hips and just run my hands down his cheeks being careful not to get to far into his crack. I want to get rid of the blood without him seeing and I don't want to hurt him anymore by scraping sensitive tissue. So I just start a washing circles on both checks and letting my thumbs gently wash away the traces of blood. The water level is getting pretty high now so I reach around and turn it off. "Okay hon let me turn around and you just slide down and relax against me and I can get the rest of you that way." "I still have underwear on" "Leave em you look hot" "I can wash myself." "Yeah I know but I need to do this right now and I think you need it as well." "Okay, yeah I think your right." He steps around me and I re-position myself. Quinn sits down in the water which causes him to hiss and his eyes widen when it touches his hole. I put my arms around his chest and pull him against me tucking my chin in the space between his head and shoulder. "Its okay love it will stop in just a sec" I then distract him by nibbling on his earlobe. Soon he starts relax against me and I lean back against the raised bench of the tub. My head bumps the body wash and knocks it into the water. I grab the floating bottle, open the top and pour a little onto Quinn's chest. "Hey that's cold you know" "OH, I don't think you'll get frostbit from it" I chuckle. I snap the lid shut and then start to rub my hands though the soap and all across his chest. I let my fingers circle around his small nipples and just gently brush over the top of them. Quinn tilts his head back and looks at me. "Can I have a kiss?" he says smiling at me. "You sir, can have anything you want." "Anything" he says rather seriously "Anything" babe "Okay but for now I just want a kiss." I slide a bit to one side and tuck him into my arm and he tilts his head and we kiss. Its soft, tender and very full of need. Not just his need to know that someone loves him but my need to know that he's still mine and he's going to be alright. As we kiss I hug him to me. Finally I break our lip lock and kiss his check then his ear, down to his neck and shoulder. Quinn moans softly and leans into each kiss. I notice that he's starting to get aroused by the growing bulge in the underwear, Lord knows I am, but I also know this isn't the time. Not yet to soon and he's hurt. "Okay baby, why don't you just relax in here for a bit more, I'm going to shove all these wet cloths into the wash and call for Chinese and have them deliver lunch and dinner cause I'm not feeling like cooking at all today." Quinn sits up so I can slide out. I step out and then reach in for the pants on the bench and the cloths on the rug. I can't help myself and I wring them out over his head. "HEY!" he sputters as water splashes into his mouth, then starts splashing water at me. "No no no, water has to stay in the shower" and I dance back out of the way. "You cheat!" "Yep damn right I do." I grin and walk back over to Quinn. I lean in and kiss him on the head, he flicks some water at me <like I didn't see that coming>, so of course I lean over and hit a button on the bench. The jets on the side of the tub shoot out a blast of cold water before warming up and of course the turbulence of the water splashes water all over Quinn's face. I quickly grab the cloths in the sink and move for the door calling back "I told you I cheat!" I hear some inarticulate words coming from the bathroom and figure I probably don't want to know what they are and grin to myself. I reach the laundry closet and remember that Quinn's cloths are in the dryer. Was it really just last night that he showed up at my door? Damn it seems like its been forever so much has happened. Quinn "Lousy stinking cheater!" I yell at my retreating lover. Lover, wow, this awesome man is my lover. Not sure how all this happened but we went from friends straight to lovers and skipped the whole boyfriend thing. And you know what? That's just fine with me. I'm happy with him and at this point I'm pretty positive he's happy with me. The look on his face as he held that knife to John's nuts should scare the hell out of me but it actually makes me grin and just a little turned on. Okay more then a little. Its arousing to have someone that loves you so much that he'd do that to someone. "Mental note to self. Do NOT make Jason really mad" I think to myself but I'm not really afraid as I know he would never hurt me no matter what. But Heaven help anyone else that does. I lean into one of the jets and let it beat against my back, it feels so good and I just want to lay here in the tub forever. I take the underwear off and wad them up and tuck them behind my head to use as a pillow and close my eyes. I must have dozed off cause I feel Jason lips against my eyelids first one then the other then my forehead. "Hey they say some guys get sexy as they get older but if you prune up much more I'm gonna have to trade you in" "OH well at least my wrinkles are from sitting in the water to long what's your excuse OLD MAN," Jason clutches both hands over his heart and staggers back. "OUCH that hurts." "Well they say you hurt the ones you love." I snicker. "I'll remember that" Jason retorts "Yeah sure you got old timers you'll forget as soon as you close your eyes" "Evil child" "You taught me well" "Ok Ok I give" and Jason is laughing while holding his hands up in surrender. "Food's here. I should have asked if you like Chinese, hope you do, and I ordered a bunch of different stuff since I wasn't sure what you'd like." "I love Chinese and I like it all so we're good." "Excellent then get your tired wrinkled ass out of the tub and come eat" and then he runs down the hall. "YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO HAVE THE LAST WORD DON'T YOU! "YES!" "Bitch" "Thank you for the compliment" "I'm never going to win this one" "About time you figure that out" "Okay Okay I give" I laugh "Good thing I got plenty more" I just shake my head and giggle getting out of the tub. I'm look in the mirror and see that I've got one hell of a black eye that covers half of the right side of my face. I had better check to see how bad I've been torn up. Mom's set me up with some rough men but nothing like this. No I think to myself that bitch is not my mother, Dina, as set me up with some real assholes but this guy was the worst. I slide my finger carefully between my check and press against my ass. Its sore and tender but I've had worse. I glance at my finger and notice there's just a smidgen of blood but nothing to be worried about. Well at least he was clean so I don't have to worry about anything. OH and it hits me again that I'm probably already infected. I still have time if I want to go see a Dr. and I know Jason would still want me either way. So I could have it all without the hiv. But then I wouldn't have Jason's DNA in me. I know its silly but the thought of him always being a part of me, being inside me is reassuring. Suddenly I'm sure what I want and the thought is already making me hard. I walk back to the tub and grab the underwear and slip them back on. Being wet they cling and mold around my body clearing showing my arousal. But cock is working its way up to full mast. I head down the hall to the front room and Jason is sitting on the couch near the tv, opposite the one he folded out for me last night. He's in running shorts and wife beater and looks hot as hell, with an open box of Chinese in one hand, chop sticks in the other. hmm how convenient I think Jason looks up and see's that I'm wearing the underwear again and can clearly see my cock trying to burst through. I'm still not fully hard but the tip of my cock is just under the waistband. Jason's eyes get huge as his mouth falls open after a convulsive swallow. "Ahh hon shouldn't we wait a bit?" I walk over to him and take the food and sticks out of his hands. Then I turn my whole body around, bending at the waist so my butt is right in his face and put the food on the table top. I can feel Jasons breath on my ass as he exhales and I lean back a little more. Jason's hands roam up my leg, to my ass and spreads them. He blows on my injured ass and it stings a little but I expect it to hurt more in a bit. "Baby your still hurt, there's still some blood. Honey we should wait." "No this is the best time." At first he looks confused, then I can see on his face he understands what I mean. "Baby, you know there is still time for you to get medication. You have about 72 hours we can take you now or even in the morning." "Jason, you said you'd so anything for me right?" "Yes love but.." "But nothing. I've made up my mind. I want you to be in me forever. I need you to always be with me, I really need for you to breed me and make me yours." Jason is panting I can see his need warring with what he thinks is right. I lean back and push my ass right into his face. He groans loudly and his tongue starts circling my hole. Hands grab my cheeks and pull them apart to give the invading tongue better access. The tip of his tongue shoot right into my ass, probing me, opening me up. He darts, and flutters and seems to be touching everything around my hole and deep inside me as well. The sensation is unreal. I've heard about rimming but I only had one guy do it and only long enough to get me wet enough for him to push in. No one's ever done it with this much excitement or finesse. I have to steady myself by placing my hands on the table in front of me. "OH FUCK!" I'm practically screaming. "Hmm later" Now Jason stands up, turns me around and kisses me. He reaches around and grabs my ass and picks me up. My legs automatically wrap around his waste. Holding me up with one hand he reaches down and slides his cock out the top of his shorts and taps the tip of it over my ass. I can feel his toxic precum oozing over my torn tissues. His arm is starting to shake so he lets go of his cock and again grabs my cheeks, but now the head is tight up against my opening and he's got precum leaking like a facet all over it. He starts to carry me this way towards the bedroom, and with ever step his cock is pulsing against me and making me more slick. Gasping into his mouth "hon there's a bed right there" "Hhm hmph and there's one right over here" and he take another step down the hall and pushing the head of his dick into my ass and dripping more venom into me. We get to the laundry closet and he sets me on top of the washer. OMG! He just leans me back and just stands there with his cock head inside me while the washer churns me around it. The sensation is unreal. Neither of us is moving, yet both of us are panting like we running for our lives. Jason pulls his dick out and rests the tip against my quivering ass. As the washer churns his cock rotates around my opening almost going in but not quit driving me up the fucking wall. I feel a wetness dripping down the crack of my ass and I reach around with my hand and scoop some up with my fingers. Its really slick and I lick it and its his precum but it seems like there's a ton of it. I literally can feel it running down my crack. Jason start to push a bit more in and soon he has it up to the crown and amazingly there is very little pain. This man has super lube is all I can say. He leans forward more and I feel another inch of cock slide in and its getting a bit more painful as he gets pretty thick fast, but then I forget about it as he brings his face to mine and kisses me. The washer clicks and it stops which is just as well since I'm about ready to scream my head off. Jason holds still and we both seem to need to catch our breath which is pretty amazing since we really haven't done anything and there's still 6 more inches to go. "Wow always wanted to try that" he says. "You've never done that before? How did you know?" "We'll I've heard stories and thought it could be fun but have never really had anyone to try that with." I wrap my arm back around his neck as the washer starts to drain. "Can I ask you something?" "Of course" "How many guys have you been with?" "6" "6?! That's it!?!" "Yeah hon the last guy I was with was the one that infected me and I didn't want to do that to anyone else." I'm hit with a couple of realizations all at once. 1 I've slept with a hell of a lot more men the he has, 2 He's so afraid of infecting someone that he's been celibate till me and 3 I will be the only one with his dna. Before I can over analyze the washer clicks again and Jason leans forward and whispers "You ready?" "For?" I know he's not ready to cum yet so I confused as to what he means. Then the washer hits spin cycle. Its starts to rock and jump causing his cock to slide, twist and turn in my ass. "OH FUCK OH FUCK" I'm screaming as his cock is hitting every spot possible in my ass. I can feel Jason sliding deeper into me and its like his cock has to kiss and slime every part of my tunnel as it works its way deeper 1 inch then 2 inches more. Spreading his precum, his seed and his virus into every pore of my ass. I've never felt anything like this, never even dreamed that having a man inside me could feel this great. My cock has long since escaped its confinement and is leaving a trail of its own across our stomachs. As the washer moves us around my cock is sliding all around, my foreskin rubbing back and forth across my glands. I can't stand the stimulation any longer. "Oh My GOD I'm CUMING!" and just as my cock spurts its first shot onto our stomachs Jason lunges and shoves the last 4 inches in all at once. Rushing right though my second opening. The pain is intense and I can feel my ass tearing open inside and out but it all just seems to meld into my orgasm and the pain and the pleasure all become one. Jason is swiveling his hips and rotating his cock inside me working me through my orgasm, working his cock and precum all through me. "Sorry love but we needed to tear you up a bit more to make sure you take. If I didn't knock you up before you will be by the end of tonight." My cock jerks at what he's saying and even though I've just shot I'm more then ready for more. "Promise" I gasp as the washer make a rather sudden jump. "Oh yeah" and he jerks his cock inside me and I know he's poring more of his toxic lube in my ass. Then he starts to long dick me. He pulls so far back that I can feel him lubing up the outside of my hole then he slowly slides the full length steadily till his pubic hairs are pushed up against my ass. I trust up to get as much as I can into me. He pulls back again and I hear myself whimper at the loss. I'm becoming completely focused on Jason thick cock sliding in and out of me. I don't ever want it to end then Jason picks me up again and starts to walk us into the bedroom with his cock buried deep in me. Each step causes me to see stars between the pain of him having shoved so hard through my second opening. I know he's torn me up there. "Ok can't get the angle I want so we'll finish this up in here" and with that he flops us both onto the bed which cause him to first slide almost completely out then when he lands on top of me punches right though into my deepest parts as he pins my body to the bed with his cock. "OH fuck" the pain on that one has bought tears to my eyes and I automatically try to scoot up and away from him. "I know baby it hurts and there will be some more pain but I'm going to make this more pleasure then pain. But we got a job to do" and then he angle himself up slightly and slides his dick back and right across my prostate. My cock jumps and out shoots some precum from my dick. "Hmm yes now that's the angle I wanted. Baby do you know how hot it is to see you shoot like that when I do this?" and he shoves back in at that same angle and hits my sweet spot like a battering ram. My cock shoots out even my precum and I'm shaking my head from side to side. Jason pulls back so that he's resting right on my prostate and starts his short quick jabs that he know's drives me insane. "Oh Fuck Oh god" I grab his ass trying to pull him in deeper but he has complete control and wont move any more then his short jabs. I change tactics and grab his shoulders and try to leverage my ass up but he's figure out what I'm trying to do and has his hands grabbing my hips and holding me right where he wants me. "What's wrong baby need more." "OH my gawd yes more please Jason give me more!" "Okay hon" And then he does..but not much more. Now instead of just "tapping" my prostate its feels like he's only rubbing the head of his dick over it. Its more but not enough. "OH fuck Jason your fucking killing me FUCK ME!" "I will hon" I'm experiencing the most intense torture I could ever imagine. He's keeping me on the verge of not enough and to much. Hitting my sweet spot is sending jolts like electricity all through my body yet he's not moving enough to push me over the top. I can't hold still and I'm squirming all over the bed alternating between trying to get away and trying to impale myself further. I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. Trying to distract myself I notice he still has his wife beater on. Gravity makes it gap in front and I can barely make out his tattoo. The bio-hazard one. The hiv one. I reach down and pull his shirt up. "Skin I must feel your skin" I gasp out. He stops for a second to help me lift his shirt up and that's when I strike. I dig my heals into his ass and shove his pole all the way inside me at the same time I wrap my hands around his back and pull his chest to me and plant my lips right on his tattoo. IIt only takes a split second for all this to register with Jason and then he lets out a groan and I can feel his huge thick cock spreading its toxic load deep inside me. Jason's hips start to buck and he's pulling all the way out and slamming back in. His cock is making sure to tear me up every way it can and then to coat the wounds with its toxic spit. After about the 3rd thrust my body overloads and I'm shooting my second load and oh my god its 100 times more powerful then the first one. I'm overloaded with sparks, flames my body is fucking encompassed and overflowing with the power of my orgasm. I trusting up to meet Jason and then pulling away and thrusting again. I can't seem to get enough of his cock, and this virus laden seed. My body has to have it. Finally I cant seem to shoot any more and there are spots swimming around my eyes. Finally I just close my eyes and drown in it all.

ExcellenT writing, redrt66!!! Feels like I'm right there with you. Exactly the way my partyhole feels when I'm spun!!! Bet your asslips are gonna be well-stretched by the time this is over...and your cunt full of cum! ....and still hungry for more

Quinn "OH NO, Jason NO!" I can't help but yell. This cant be happening to me. I finally find a man I feel I can trust, a man I want to be with. He's just made love to me like no one has ever before, and he's possibly given me HIV. I don't know what to do. I try to get away but he's got me up against the headboard. You're on antivirals, right?" "I was, but my last blood work showed elevated liver enzymes so my doctor has taken me off of them, and after they've cleared my system we'll do another test to see if the meds are causing the problem." "Ok, but it takes time for the virus to build back up right?" I'm pleading with him. I'm grasping at straws. No, no, this can't be happening to me. Suddenly I feel his cock twitch deep inside me. Oh god I can't help but moan with pleasure, even though I realize he's still in me with his HIV-loaded cock. "Yes, it does take time to build back up." Jason's looking me in the eyes and I see he cares for me and I instinctively find myself relaxing. Then he continued adding "Baby, it takes two days and I've been off of them for almost three weeks." "OH no." I've got to get him out of me. I have to get to the bathroom and clean his load out. I start to squirm and pull away but he's got a firm grip on my thighs. I try to push him out him out but all this does is make his cock even harder and bury itself even deeper in me. Then he shifts slightly and he hits that spot inside me. "OH God" I can't help but moan. He feels so good inside me. No one has ever felt this good inside me but I scared to death. Where will I go? How can I finish school? What is my mother going to do to me? Jason slides his hands up my thighs and grabs my hips and pulls me back towards him embedding his cock deeply in my ass. I can feel it twitching and flexing which makes me moan and want him more. But I can't get infected. It will ruin me. He pulls back some and I feel like there's a void left where he was, where he should be. No I can't think like that he has to get out of me, its a good thing he's pulling out of me. He leans over and licks up the cum off my stomach and then he pushes back in and leans down and kisses me deep. The taste of my cum and his cock sliding back into me is more then I can take. I don't know what to do I want to run and get away but I need to have him buried deep inside me. I don't want anyone but him to ever fuck me again. "Taste that love? That's going to be one of your last neg loads. You'll have a few more but soon you'll be infected, you'll have my DNA inside you, you'll be mine" He pulls back and then angles his dick right into the spot again. I squirt cum again, how does he do that to me? He makes me squirt and I'm not even cuming or touching myself, its like he's pushing all my neg juice out so it can be filled with toxic seed instead. "I'm going to get sick, right?" I can't help but ask. Again his cock twitches and expands. Its like his cock is excited by my fear and with the thought of shooting its viral load into me. "Yes baby you will, but I'll take care of you," and then he starts again. He's been just sitting there with his cock in me barely moving but now he's actively fucking me again. His cock is so thick its like a torpedo bombing its way into me. When he starts to pull back its like my ass can't help but push because of the way he's tapered but his cock never leaves my ass completely. His head is just inside me, pulsing dripping more precum, more virus into me. Then, in one steady push, he's sliding all the way back into me. "Oh God, Jason I can't." He leans over and kisses me deeply but gently. My whole world become centered on his lips. He gently places his hands on either side of my face, looks me in the eye and then leans in and his tongue is dancing with mine as he grinds his hip against my ass. This is right, this is where I need to be. I need this man to make me his but I'm still so scared. He slides back a few inches and just throbs inside of me, making small jabbing motions that are diving me crazy. He caresses my sides and his hands move down to my hips. He grabs them firmly and hikes my ass up and drives his cock in as deep as it could go. I wrap my legs tightly around his waist and my arms around his shoulder and I kiss him back. He acknowledges my surrender to him with a smile and says "I'm very proud of you my young man. I'm going to make you mine, your going to be a part of me soon. You'll always have me with you." His breathing is getting heavier and I can feel this cock getting even thicker. Damn how thick can his cock get? It fills me up like nothing ever has, its taking possession of me, its going to blast inside me and claim me. His pace is picking up and I can't help but moan and pant as he's taking over my body. He's using my hips to pull me onto his cock burying it as deep as it can into me. He's pounding away at my ass and its right. Its what I want, what I need. I need for Jason to make me his. "YES, Oh fuck" He groans into me ear and he shifts in such a way that he's right on that spot and I can feel his cock kicking and throbbing inside me. I can't help myself I bury my heals into his ass as I arch my back to get as much of his cock as I can and I'm shooting my load all over us. We're moving together to get his cock as far inside me as its physically possible. The only thing between us is his pubic hair as it grinds against my ass. As I start to calm down from another mind blowing orgasm my mind kicks in again. "Oh fuck, I've taken two poz loads now!" "Yes, and that's just a start, baby."