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We have some friends over for Thanksgiving so most people will be stuffing the turkey we will be stuffing my brother holes with raw dick and cum

The Confessional: I was led to the confessional by hand, and as I came to find out, it was a closet, with a glory hole cut into the door. I heard the door open, and close, and then was instructed to remove my hood. After removed, the priest asked me what my confession was. I told him that I was looking to become poz, and that I was recently seeded by several toxic tops. The Father asked me why I thought it was a sin, as I was chasing, and took several anonymous poz loads. I explained to the Father that although I was looking to become positive, I wanted to know who my gifter was. The Father told me that although I could have already become positive it would be considered an “Immaculate Conception” and that I was not to worry about it, and that although it was not a sin in his eyes, immediately told me that I must repent and then there was total silence. A cock then poked through the glory hole, and he instructed to take his holy post for his forgiveness. Its was hard to tell through the glory hole, but he seemed to have 8+ inches of dripping uncut meat. As I continued to devour his holy post, he said “good alter boy.” Through his voice, I could tell that a massive load was building, and it wouldn’t be long before I received my gift. His cock suddenly withdrew from the glory hole, and he instructed me to turn around and put my ass up to the glory hole to receive my repentance. I quickly obliged, and within 5 minutes, his pace quickened and I felt his cock pulsing inside me as he told me to prepare for his blessing. After remaining in me for a few minutes, he instructed me to turn around and clean his holy post. As I did, I could taste the salty taste of cum, mixed in with the coppery taste of blood. With that, he told me it was time to meet my new pastor.

First Chapter of 'Revenge' has been finished by me. If you like this.... show me.

Monday this week was one of those days. The man I am in love with cancelled on me due to his spouse working from home. So I get on the apps, and every fucking possibility remained elusive. I mean even the people who normally beg beg beg for sex were unavailable. Don’t you hate that when it happens? Sometimes you sign on and get too many messages. Sometimes it’s like you’re a goddam ghost no one even sees! Well after not masturbating Monday in hopes of ass to breed, I was super horny Tuesday. I set something up to breed a visitor semi-anon in his hotel room about 14 miles away. Then the man I am in love with contacts me and says he can come by at lunch. Well of course. We hadnt fucked for three days and were like animals. After rolling around, kissing , and generally being ecstatic naked in each other’s arms, I got my dick in him and fucked hard and deep until my two day load was where we both wanted it. (two days is usually my maximum volume) And after a brief rest, his kisses got me hard again. He rode my dick and stroked off his own hard-won load on my torso. An hour and a half had passed like a nanosecond. We jumped in the shower because he smelled too damn fine to go home like that. I sent him packing. Normally that’d be enough for one day. Jeez age 55 and being the top . . . .but I am not a jerk or a flake, and the idea of a dude in a hotel ass up wanting my load! I hit the road and drove the 14 miles. Thanks Hyatt for making it easy to park and go up the elevators privately. HOT HOT man face down on the bed looks over his shoulder as I am undressing. I love the IDEA of going in, dropping a load in him face down and then leaving with minimal person to person. But that face that beard I had to kiss him. A few gobs of spit and my precumming has me balls deep in him in no time. FUCK I want to make it last a little after driving all this way. Me on my back works for that (I need to be in control to cum) and he climbs on me . I am masturbating his dick as he squeezes his ass around my dick. “You’re gonna make me cum,” he says. “Can I keep fucking you after you do?” I ask. “Yes” “So cum.” I say . . .and he’s riding up and down on my dick and I am stroking up and down on his cock, and he erupts forth a big load all over my torso . Hey second time that’s happened today!!! I tell him to rest . Selfish top me though so horny now. I scoop up some of his cum, lube my dick with it, hook his legs over my arms, and lift his ass off the bed where I go back in balls deep. Smells so horny. I fuck fuck fuck every which way I can in that position and soon enough my cum is building I warn him Imma gonna.He wants is bad begs to be bred. Then it’s all explosions and orgasm for me as I am seeing stars blowing my second load of the day deep inside him. His wedding ring was sitting on the bathroom sink as I washed up and pissed after. Took me 45 minutes to drive home. I broke my ‘travel for sex shouldnt take longer than the sex will’ rule, but it was so worth it.

I haven’t been with many guys but love reading this site and hoping to find more sexual exploits from this site and bbrt. I decided to go to a bathhouse in Tampa..the thought of anonymous sex at these places makes me horny...I walk ( first time to one)..wonder around the main area for a few minutes where this guy grabs me and starts making out with me...I don’t object...I love all men....we go back to my room where I start to suck on his cock for a bit...he’s starting to fill my mouth as he gets hard and after about 10 minutes reaches for some lube and starts to eork on my asshole....I’m so turned on at this point I’ll do anything...he turns me around and starts to enter me with his cock..it’s about 6 inches...my first time bareback...after taking his cock for 5 mins or so he asks me if I’m ready for some hot dirty seed...I’ve read enough on this site to know what that means...all I say is that this feels so good and he unloads inside me... i hung around the place for a bit longer to blow some guys...overall a hot sleezy place... back in Columbus Ohio now ...would love to find some more seed to take

My Neighbor With The Bbc PART 2 DeWayne never did call me to come over and service him again. Nearly 3 years have gone by and we'd gone back to our pattern of nothing more than a wave and a "How are you doing?" from across the street to each other. Nothing was ever said about our having fucked. His wife Carol and I always will chat when we see each other outside, but DeWayne has gone back to ignoring me. Oh, well.........I'm not surprised. A few weeks ago, Carol and I ran into each other at the communal mailbox. She mentioned to me that her Mother in Los Angeles was not doing well. And that she and her brother would be moving her Mom into an assisted living facility in Los Angeles. And that she'd be gone until Thanksgiving. "Is DeWayne going to LA to help?" I asked. "No. He can't take the time from work. "I'll peek in on him, to make sure he's ok and see if I can do anything for him", I said with a smile. So, last week, I made a Shepherd's Pie for dinner. I made an extra casserole dish of it and took it over to DeWayne. I rang his doorbell and he quickly opened the door to find me standing there with a casserole dish. "Come on in, Dave. What you got there?" "I made some Shepherd's Pie. Knowing Carol was gone, thought you might like it". DeWayne said. "Damn! That's really nice. I was just wondering what I was going to do for dinner? Come in", he said as he closed the door and motioned for me to have a seat. He took the casserole dish from my hands and walked into the kitchen as I took a seat on the sofa. He set the dish down and pulled a couple of glasses from the cupboard. He filled them with ice and pulled a bottle of scotch from another cupboard. "I remember you like scotch, Dave. Have a drink with me. I just got home from work. I could sure use a drink, myself", he said as he handed me a very generous pour of scotch in the glass. He set his drink down on the coffee table in front of us and asked to be excused for a moment. He wanted to change out of his work clothes. My mind was racing and my heart pounding as I realized, he was was taking this right where I had been hoping it would go. I was about to get that bbc inside me again. I'd been waiting for this for nearly 3 years. He soon came back dressed in basketball shorts and wife beater tee shirt with bare feet. Just the sight of his huge feet and muscular legs and chest got the blood in my cock flowing. He sat down on the overstuffed chair directly across from me. He took some swigs of his scotch as I did the same. We struggled at some small talk for about 5 minutes as we quickly downed the drinks. He leaned over and poured more scotch into my glass, then his. He obviously felt he needed a bit of a buzz to go through with what I assumed was coming. As we drank the second round, DeWayne put his bare foot up on the coffee table and adjusted his crotch. My eyes were right there on his crotch. Then he pulled up the pant leg of his shorts and showed me his now semi soft black dick. He tugged on his dick a few times as I got up off the sofa and walked over to him in the easy chair. DeWayne stood up and pulled his shorts down as I walked over to him. He was not wearing underwear. His cock was quickly gowing. He was almost up to his full 9"s of bbc. I dropped to my knees, taking his cockhead into my mouth. I could feel his cock continue to swell and harden as my mouth began to work on his str8 cock. I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, then licked up and down he underside of his black monster dick. I took his huge, low hanging balls into my mouth and sucked on them. Then he sat back down on the chair. I again took his balls into my mouth and sucked on them. He lifted his legs and showed me his brown, puckered, slightly hairy hole. I flicked my tongue on it as he let out a soft moan. Then I spread his asscheeks and slid my tongue up into his asshole. I shoved my tongue as far up inside his hole as I could get it. He was now groaning loudly. "Fuck, man! That feels amazing!", he groaned. I kept eating his hole as I stroked his fat cock. Since I was hoping my gift of dinner would lead this, I had come prepared and had put a bottle of poppers in my pants pockets. I also had a small bottle of lube, just in case. I took a few sniffs of poppers and then went back to work on his asshole. Licking, kissing and tongue fucking his hole. Then I went back to his cock and sucked it as best I could. But his 9", swollen cock was so big and thick, I couldn't take too much down my throat. He soon as leaning forward and stuck his large, muscular hand down the back of my shorts. He found my asshole and rubbed it. . "Can we go in the bedroom?" I asked. Without saying anything he stood up and extended his hand to me to pull me up from the floor. I followed him into his bedroom as he pulled his tee shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. I pulled a small bottle of lube that I had in my shorts pocket and placed both the lube and poppers on the bedside table as I stripped. The sight of his tall, muscular black body standing next to the bed with his huge 9" cock sticking straight out was one of the hottest sights I'd seen in a long time. Once I was naked, I grabbed the bottles of lube and poppers and knelt on the edge of his bed. I tossed the bottle of lube just off to my side on the mattress. Then took some long, deep sniffs of poppers as I felt him lube up my ass and his dick. I continued to suck in the poppers as he pressed his swollen cockhead against my hole. I took more sniffs as he grabbed me around the waist and pushed into me. My head felt like it was ready to explode as I continued to popper up. I knew it would take me a lot to be able to take him into me. But within just a few moments, he was balls deep into my ass and was slowly sliding in and out of my cunt. Once he could feel me loosen up, he raised his right leg and put his foot up onto the mattress, allowing his cock to go even deeper into me, on an angle. His pounding became harder as his balls now slapped against mine. He changed legs and now came into me from the opposite angle. Again ramming deeply into me. Grunting with each thrust. His fingers were digging into my waist as his thrusts picked up speed, depth and brutality. His thrusts were so hard that it was forcing the air out of my lungs with each thrust. Both he and I were grunting and gasping for air with his brutal thrusts. I tried to take more sniffs of poppers. But they were splashing all over my nose and fingers from his thrusts. I gave up and put the cap back on. Finally, he pushed me further up on the bed and fell on top of me. He's now fucking like a crazy man. He's now got both knees up on the mattress and ramming into me. About 5 minutes of fucking me from this position finally brought him to orgasm. He groaned loudly as he thrust deep into me and let out a deep growl. I milked his cock with my ass as I could feel his cock throb inside me as he emptied his balls into my gut. Once he'd cum, he silently pulled out and immediately went into his bathroom to wash off. I knew he'd want me out of there quickly. I grabbed my shorts and tee shirt and put them on as quickly as I could. "I'm heading home, DeWayne. Give me a shout if I can help you out again". "Thanks bud. Will do", was all I heard as I let myself out of his front door and crossed the street to my own home. Well, it had been a long wait for a "replay". But it was sure worth the wait. Hope I can get one more replay before Carol comes back home.

Late last night I got chatting to an Eastern European guy on line. He was just finishing his shift at the airport and was horny for a fuck. I was tired and just thinking of going to bed but I was also horny. When he sent me a picture of his cock and told me he hadn't cum for over a week I couldn't resist. He turned up a little later and soon I was sucking his cock. He told me he was getting close so I pulled my pants down and bent over. He pushed up me and began to fuck. He started off slowly then began to fuck me harder. After only about ten or twelve thrusts he told me he was going to cum. He pushed his cock right up me, held it there and bred me. Ten minutes later I was in bed - with a nice cummy hole and a big load of cum deep in my arse.

Do you really need all that stuff for a cumdump weekend at a hotel?

I was at a booth store at lunch time. Three blue collar worker type dudes came in like they were on lunch, and it seemed like one was more reluctant. He was a white guy ~30 years old and obviously straight and uncomfortable. Maybe he just wanted to get out of the hallway? He went in a booth fast. I ducked into the adjacent one. My finger stroked the edge of the hole. Universal sign. He unzipped and out popped . . .lol okay didnt “pop” . . .he unzipped to show one, maybe a tad over one inch of hard manhood! YES! I love sucking small dick. By that I mean ~4 inches small . . .so easy to suck. Never seen this small before or since. Suck I did. Gave it my all. And I was rewarded with a big shuddering orgasm and a load to swallow. That’s what I was there for. I was leaving the same time the three dudes were and acted like nothing ever happened, like I had nothing to do with them. But he shot me this look. Gratitude. Satisfaction. A smidgen of guilt (b/c he really did look straight). Sheepish. I’ll never forget it. HOT HOT HOT

I’m pretty vague on the details. That’s what happens when you get twisted out of your mind for three days and zero nights. It started out rather benignly. I had no plans and, after no play and working out every day for a few months, my testosterone level was soaring, my body looked good and my ass was primed. So I jumped online and was hit up by a guy who I had tried to play with before. Only I had failed to mention that I didn’t have any favs and could only pitch in until I was in the car halfway there. Turns out he didn’t have enough to share so we took a rain check. Tonight, he planned on cashing it in and within an hour, I was driving over. When I arrived, he was a nice-looking guy. Masculine, laid back, not tweaked…in fact, rather subdued, with a muscular body and what looked like a very nice package. I’m not sure he was interested but he didn’t kick me out either…in fact, no one ever has. The place was a nice, which is rare, because the tweakers I seem to always find rarely know how to clean their sheets, much less decorate. Not that it ever stopped me from staying…or coming back. He was nice enough to let me toke on the glass cock while he prepped our rigs. I’m still new to the slam scene so he was willing to handle the whole business and admin. I admit I also love the thought of a guy corrupting me. Watching the look in their eyes as they send me spinning and start begging for cum. In fact, I had told him that the few times I’d slammed in the past, I rarely coughed. He must have taken that as a challenge because as soon as he pushed the liquid into my veins, I felt my chest seize up and that metallic taste in my mouth. A few coughs later and I proceeded to strip down to my boots and jock and start stroking my cock as my ass got wet and started twitching for action. Unfortunately, he wound up taking a while to hit himself and by then, well, things got a little fuzzy. I’m pretty sure I had already started looking for action online. I hate to admit it but, when I’m flying, I start obsessively looking for more guys…can’t stop…can’t be dragged off line…can’t put down the mobile. Even as guys are taking turns plowing me, I’m complete obsessed with who else is online and who else wants to fuck me. I’ve been fucked up down and sideways while simultaneously on my mobile hitting up new guys to come over and fuck me. I’m not proud of it. And I suspect that’s what eventually ended my night with this guy because I wasn’t giving him the time of day. Shameless. Embarrassing. Bad form. So I headed out to the car…well, almost. It was the middle of Hollywood and still early on a Friday night. So I thought I’d take a little stroll. I was flying like a kite but still managed to keep an eye out for the cops. Of course, when high, you think every guy you see is dying to fuck you. I’m sure if the cops had stopped me, I would have expected them to plow my ass over the hood of the car while in handcuffs. Fortunately that remained just a fantasy in my head. I hadn’t gone far when, up ahead, I noticed a guy who seemed to be on the prowl as well. As I approached, we started talking. It took awhile before I realized I’d played with this guy before (but I didn't reveal that to him for hours.) In fact, I recall he had a beautiful big dick and had no problem slamming me and pissing a gallon of t-piss up my ass. Of course, he was flying too. We walked back to my car and he arranged for us to swing by his dealer and pick up some stuff. Then we headed back to his place but, no surprise, I was ready for more than one-on-one action. So back online…. Within minutes, I’d found a hot young guy, who wasn’t typically my type but anyone who says “sure I slam” gets my ass to twitch. We drove over to his place in WeHo and he was definitely hot. Thing was, he lived in a tiny room and he had pesky neighbors who complained. So he texted his buddies up in Hollywood and off we drove again. Once we arrived, it was clear this was a classic tweaker house. Eviction notices on the door. Torn screens. No furniture. Sheets on the windows. Crap everywhere. The shower was broken out of the wall, and there was black water backed up in the tub. Sheer filth. But did I turn around and leave? Hell no. The hosts were also young guys. Turns out they were a couple and had been together for a long time. I couldn’t figure out what they were up for but I didn’t care. Me and the other guys slammed, cough*, and soon I was getting fucked and pissed in on the one twin size bed in the whole place. I was flying and I wanted everyone. So I managed to get one half of the couple hard and, after asking the boyfriend’s permission, sat on his beautiful large cock. Then I needed to clean up so I headed to the bathroom, but not before backing my ass on to the other boyfriend’s cock and making him cum in my ass, practically against his will. I jumped in the shower to clean up and start round 2? or was it 3? I’d lost count. I returned to the sex den, with the smell of piss and cum and, I'm embarrassed to admit, probably some other smells that shouldn’t have been there. There was just no way to get clean in that place but no way I was going to leave or stop. Again, I got back online and started inviting guys over to a place I didn’t even own with people I didn’t know. I couldn’t keep track of who was coming but I never turned anyone away. Every hour or two, I’d go answer the door, dressed in nothing but a hoodie. And as soon as they got a look at my ass, they came right in to the pigsty, got naked and shoved their dick in my hole. One guy I remember was a breathtakingly beautiful black guy, ripped to shreds, stunning face and dick of death. He kept fucking me and saying “I get you all to myself, don’t I?” I just smiled and nodded…anything to keep him fucking my hole. Another guy came over who had been hitting on me for weeks. Turns out he has a reputation for getting too whacked out on G. And sure enough, that’s what happened. Then one more guy showed up who was older, taller, thicker, masculine and hung. He wasn’t partying, which usually means I get to be plowed for hours. And he did. Within minutes he fucked two loads in me. Later on, he just pounded away flipping me around in every position for probably an hour. Finally I had to take a break, which may have happened twice before in my whole life. Finally as the sun rose, I decided it was time to call it a night (day?). Somewhere along the way, I’d lost the first two guys who brought me over there. I headed out into the sunlight and from there, I honestly can’t say. I’m a blank. I think I headed to some video stores and thought about the Coral Sands but I didn't feel like paying. Soon it was dusk and the hits starting to happen online. One guy wanted me to come over so he could slam me and play out my fantasies of being tied up and blindfolded, slammed and fucked. But he was at work so I had to wait a few hours. Right. Like that would happen. Then I got hit up by one of the hottest fucking guys ever. I couldn’t believe my luck. Plus he was just around the corner in Weho. When he opened the door, I had to try hard not to gasp. He was fucking ripped to shreds, sexy as hell, and I could tell he’d been going hard for a few days. I thought for sure the guy wasn’t interested but I didn’t let on that I was lacking in confidence. I asked to take a much needed shower so I could clean out. Then he set me up with his pipe and some porn while he showered off as well. We took some swigs of G and did some shotguns and soon, we were going at it. To my delight, he was more than interested. He was on fire. Even he was surprised how hot he was for me. Granted, it was the G, but you know when there’s still a connection, chemical or not. He was turned on by everything I did, whether it was my ass squeezing his cock, or the stories I told him of my debauchery, or the sly grin and cocked eyebrow I gave him when he looked at me, or the way I stroked his cock and ran my fingers down his 16-pack or squeezed the muscles on his back or took charge and rode on top of his cock til he was squealing with glee. I acted like I didn’t give a fuck if he thought I was hot or not. Guess what? Fake it til you make it. We went at it hot and heavy for a good 3-4 hours but I had promised him to leave by midnight so he could get a decent night’s sleep before work. I looked pretty cocky packing up and leaving on the dot, which I could tell made him even more turned on. Little did he know, I had another pig date lined up. But when I got downstairs, I got a text cancelling the date. Turns out that guy doesn’t like to be second. Ha. More like 6th or 8th. There I was, tweaked on G and T and around the corner from Vaseline Alley. A quick walk through there and I literally had 3 cars chasing after me. But I always get wigged and never know what will happen, afraid I'll get busted or worse, they will want to use condoms. So I headed over to the Tom Kat theatre. I hadn’t been there since I lived across the street from it back in the early 90s. I had heard you could get really nasty there on a good night. But this wasn’t one of them. The guys were creepy and it wasn’t clear to me what the hell I was supposed to do. Fantasies aborted, I left and went back online in my car. That’s when I found another guy who had been hitting me up for awhile. I’d been sharing my fantasies with him for a few weeks so when I asked if he was looking for trouble, he said hell yeah. He had a guy over and was about to slam and had a rig already waiting for me. When I arrived, he was, again, older, masculine, low key. The guy he was with was a bit nervous and not really sure about our game plan. Of course, I lined up first to get slammed and didn’t think twice when he put the needle in my vein and registered. At some point, I must have said I could take as much as .4, which in retrospect was fucking crazy. Because when he pushed in the plunger and pulled off the tourney, I thought I was going to leap out of my skin. I had never been sent so far so high and within seconds was dripping with sweat. It was clear I was over baked, but even then, I calmly headed to the bathroom to shower and cool off. The other guy was more than a little annoyed that we were both so twisted and soon left. My host was a little unsure of what to do…and didn’t seem ready able to fuck in his state, if you get my drift. So what’d I do? You guessed it. I was back online and the whole world started hitting me up. Soon I had a gaggle of guys over including the guy who was the first to ever slam me and who I always think about playing with again and again. (Nothing like a masculine ex-porn star who enjoys getting me twisted and whoring me out.) Tragically I had gotten some wires crossed and a guy I didn’t remember inviting over showed up. We’d played before but he was definitely not on my wish list. I still don’t know how that happened except I think he has used a different screenname. Then he asked to be slammed and I should have warned him. The poor kid went bug eyed and just lay there, stiff as a board like a corpse. He refused to eat or drink or shower off but finally, after a few hours, he came down and decided to get out of there. It still took him hours to get a cab and leave. By then, there were at least 4 guys over there, although in fairness, it just wasn’t working. All of us were too high to fuck and/or too spent to do anything but stroke their pitiful cocks and stare at porn. The one guy I thought was hot as hell wasn't that interested in me. Hours later, I had come down and, after getting one last mercy fuck and a huge load in my ass (from the hottie), I showered off, drove him home and headed home myself. (I never have a problem driving while twisted...although it's still a bad idea...one of many that I indulge.) I spent the rest of the week trying to piece together all these parts of my run, touching base with my hosts to thank them and apologize for my obsessive behavior. I may be a whore but I’m a whore with good manners. I made sure the kid was okay. And waited for what I knew would be the worst Ikes ever. Tragically, it was worst than I imagined. I’d collected a stomach STD and, within days, was wiped out and dehydrated and had to check into the hospital for 36 hours. Nothing like a call from Public Health to really remind you of the consequences of your behavior. But that’s what happens when you have filthy pig sex. It wasn’t the first time and I doubt it will be the last. Oink Oink.

The Confession Here is where the fiction comes in. I begged the Priest to let me visit as I had a confession that I needed to get off of my chest. He agreed to let me know as soon as his family left, and he was able to set up the “church.” In my mind, it was just another time that he would flake out on me, but I remained on Grindr awaiting a message from him. To my surprise, I received a message from him later in the day, saying that, “the Temple has been set up, and I should come over for a service.” He gave me his address, and instructed me to wear appropriate church clothes, which included gym shorts, a tee shirt and jock strap only. I was already cleaned out, and told the Father that I needed his address. Once he gave it to me, I informed him that I would be over in 15 minutes. He just said “Good Alter Boy, and that when I arrived, I should just knock on door 3 time, no more, no less.” I arrived at his place as scheduled, and knocked three times. The door opened just a bit, and I couldn’t see much. The room was very dark, and I could see some sort of table, which was covered with a black shroud, and two red candles lit on each side, holding it down. Besides the table was a modified kneeling bench. His hand reached through the door, handing me a leather mask, with no eye holes, and told me that this was a part of proper church attire, and I needed to put it on before entry. I quickly did as instructed, and he grabbed my hand and led me into his temple. I was a bit nervous, but I just knew I would receive the Fathers blessing. Once inside, he instructed me to strip to just my jock, which I quickly did. As I was hooded, I couldn’t really tell what was going on. He began by tweaking my nipples quite hard, and then instructed me to turn around, to which I complied. Once I turned around, he grabbed my ass cheeks and started feeling them. He then instructed me to bend over, and I quickly obliged. As a did, I felt his finger enter my ass. As he worked it, I was moaning in pleasure, and it wasn’t long before a second finger was inserted. After about five minutes, he removed his fingers, and something strange took their place. I had no idea what it was, but it felt amazing. After he removed the object he instructed me to stand up and turn around again. This time he grabbed my hard, yet pathetic cock through my jock. He asked if I was there to confess about my pathetic cock, to which I replied no, but I knew it was pathetic, and that is why I am a total bottom. He said good choice my son. He grabbed my hand telling me we would discuss further in the confessional. TO BE CONTINUED!

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!

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?

How long after you started barebacking did it take you to eventually turn poz? My understanding from reading heavily into transmission rates and odds as well as through reading the experiences of guys on Breeding Zone, is that for circumcised total tops the risk is very low indeed. But for those of us who are uncut, the risk is terribly high. So, for those who are uncut, how long did it take you to poz after committing to bareback-only sex? I'm looking for uncut total tops to share their experiences. I have been fucking raw for 5 years (I started in 2013) and in that time I have fucked maybe around 200 guys (maybe more). I have little to no doubt in my mind that I must surely be poz (for the fact that I am uncut and have fucked so many...often with little or even no lube). If indeed I am poz, then I am for the time being in the asymptomatic stage. I'm still fucking raw, I can't help it...it is like a powerful addiction for me. I don't know about anyone else. I always tell myself that I will stop or at least reduce the number of guys I'm fucking, but it never turns out that way. I love fucking different every guys every week - off apps like Grindr and in places like saunas (bathhouses) and cruising places. I am addicted to raw hole, I know the extremely high risk to me as uncut top (not that it matters if I'm already poz as I suspect) but I still cannot stay away from raw hole. I need raw hole to survive. Fucking raw hole is the best physical feeling I have ever experienced, and I imagine there is no better feeling (except maybe double penetrating a woman with another guy...especially double vaginal or double anal penetration....yes, I am bi). Anyway...looking for uncut tops to share their own stories of addiction to bareback and how long they took to poz.

I live in a fairly new community in the suburbs of Las Vegas. The neighbor directly across the street from me is a black couple. She's a beautiful, petite woman. And he's a tall, muscular guy of about 6'5", built like a brick shithouse. Muscles for days. While his wife is very friendly and always will stop to chat when I run into her. Her husband, DeWayne, never seems to want to have much to do with me. He's friendly to wave back as we see each other across the street. But that's the extent of my involvement. I've never been sure if he was just homophobic? Or what? But the other day I was outside, taking down the Christmas lights from around my front porch. DeWayne saw me out there and walked across the street to my house, asking "How was your Christmas?" "Good, thanks. Did you and Carol enjoy yourselves?" I replied. "Yeah, it was fine, thanks. Hey, could I ask you to help me for just a second? I need to get up in the attic to change the filter on my furnace. Can I borrow your ladder when you're finished with it?" DeWayne asked. "Actually, I'm done with it, but it's a bit wobbly. Let me hold it for you," I replied. "Thanks, Dave." I folded the ladder and followed DeWayne across the street. He has the same floor plan as I do, only flipped. So I knew the attic access was in the master bedroom closet. I followed DeWayne into the bedroom, then into the large walk-in closet. I opened the ladder and moved to the side to hold it steady, as DeWayne climbed up it and up into the attic opening. DeWayne was just wearing a wifebeater teeshirt and basketball shorts. The sight of his bulging muscles and muscled thighs as he climbed the ladder in front of me got the blood stirring in my cock. I could feel my cock swell in my gym shorts as he passed my face on the ladder. He removed the filter and handed it down to me, commenting "The clean filter is on the bed, Dave. Could you hand it up to me?" I retrieved the filter from the bedroom, then came back and handed it up to DeWayne. He quickly replaced the filter, closed up the furnace and started back down the ladder. As he climbed back down the ladder, he paused o lift the attic cover back over the opening, which gave me a direct view up the leg of his basketball shorts. Damn! He was going commando! I could see his beautiful black cock and balls hanging down the pant leg directly in front of my face. My cock now sprang to full hardness in my gym shorts. In fact my hard cock was all but bulging out from my shorts. It was undeniably noticeable. DeWayne continued down the ladder. As he reached around the ladder, to fold it up, his hand brushed across my hard cock. He folded the ladder and brought his hand back, so that it again brushed against my rock hard cock. He just turned his face to me and smiled. My face was flushed with excitement and embarrassment. "Dave, can I repay you with a beer or a cocktail?" DeWayne asked. "Got some scotch?" I asked. "Got it", he said as he smiled again at me and left the closet. I took the ladder and followed him into the great room area. "I'll just put this outside", I said as I opened the front door and placed my ladder on his front porch. I came back into the room to find DeWayne sitting on the sofa, with our two drinks and the bottle of scotch on the coffee table in front of us. I crossed to him, sat on the sofa next to him and grabbed my drink. "Cheers!", he said. We chinked glasses and each took a swig of scotch. "Thanks again, Dave", he said as he adjusted his crotch. "Carol's in Los Angeles for a few weeks. Helping our daughter. We have our first Grandchild", he said with a grin. "Oh, Wow..!!! Congratulations", I said. We chinked glasses again and took another swig of scotch. DeWayne reached for the bottle and poured more into both our glasses. He put the bottle back onto the table, then adjusted his crotch again. I couldn't help, but to look down at his crotch. He had a noticeable bulge growing in his shorts. He gave me a "knowing smile" and rubbed his crotch again. I was frozen, staring at him rubbing and adjusting his cock as it swelled in his shorts. Almost without thinking, I reached over and felt his cock. Yes, it was indeed hard. I felt it throbbing under the fabric. With no words exchanged, he lifted up his ass from the sofa and pulled his basketball shorts down. Exposing a half hard beautiful bbc. Looked about 9"s cut and thick. My fingers wrapped around it as it continued to swell. I leaned over and took the head into my mouth. Then licked all around his cockhead. I licked up and down his shaft, then as he reached full hardness, I swallowed as much of his cock down my throat as I could. As I was servicing his bbc, he reached around to my ass and began to finger my crack. Oh, fuck! He wants to fuck me. As I continued to suck his cock, I was struggling to pull my own shorts off to expose my bare ass. I finally got my shorts and underwear off and he began to massage my asshole. He spit on his fingers a few times and then pushed the saliva up in my hole. I came up off his cock. "Fuck me", I said. He got up and walked into his bedroom. I got up and followed him. I climbed up on his bed and knelt on the edge of the bed. He spit a few more times onto my asshole. Then put his rock hard cock up to my hole. He began to press into me. Oh, Fuck..!!! It was hurting. But I wanted it. I wasn't going to stop him. He pushed further into me. I took deep breaths. Finally, I felt him slide all the way up into me. I asked him to hold it there for a few minutes, until my ass could adjust to his size. After a few moments, I had relaxed into it and began to press back against him. He then began to pump. He'd pull his cock nearly all the way out, then slam it back into me. Making me grunt as his bbc slammed balls deep into me. Now, he was really pounding. He was showing no mercy as he grabbed me around the waist and pounded in and out of my white pussy. He fucked me hard and deep for about 10 minutes, then he slammed deep into me and grunted as he filled my ass with his hot load. I milked his dick as best I could. Then he pulled out, walked into the bathroom. He tossed a hand towel out to me as he washed off his cock. When he walked back into the bedroom, he just said "Carol will be gone till the 30th. I'll probably need to get my rocks off again before then. Can I call you", he asked? "Sure. Anytime", I said. You can be sure that I'll be trying to get a few more loads from him before his wife comes home at the end of the month. I'll be happy to let him seed my pussy anytime he desires it.

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It was short but sweet. Returned to my sauna. First of all, thought I'd found a bareback fuck only to be disappointed when he insisted on a condom! He couldn't accommodate my large dick so that went South. Shortly afterwards, I entered a cabin where someone was lying face down on the couch, surely this time, he was crying out for a barebacking. After, an excellent blowjob getting me both fully erect and sufficently lubricated, I asked him if he wanted fucking. He obediently turned round applied lube to his hole and I easily slid my cock up his bare hole. The fucking was smooth and the pressure built up surprisingly quickly for me. Before I knew it, I discharged more spunk up his bare arse than I knew I had. It kept on pumping out, That chap was well fucked and filled. I was completely drained of all my sperm!

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I've been doing this a lot lately. Started out as an order by an online pig master, but found I enjoyed the depravity more than I'd originally thought! Every mens toilets I visit I get my head down and lick away.

Things that make you go "Hmm.. " I'm sure I'm not the 1st person to observe how "off," certain BBRT and other hookup ad's are. Like the guy who has only cock pics on his profile but says he's a Bottom and not looking to fuck. Or the guys who want to "play safe," or wants to fuck bb but, "Neg only." Or "just oral' or a just " JO." Wrong website guys! I really want to ask them what's up with that, but I don't really want to waist my free messages on it either. But it just makes you wonder. "What's up with that?"

I just go. The gym is where I have to be at 7am and 5pm. I don't give myself excuses not to go. As for motivation, at my age, being a muscle daddy is what I have to be if I want to get laid. Download a fitness app and use it. Tracking your progress reinforces your commitment to the program.

A very sweet Black gentleman helped me overcome my shyness years ago and started my connections to gay people by introducing me around. Oh and he fucked me a lot too

Having bought and worn a number of jockstraps from various companies, and the straps on these have come off after washing them. I've had to throw some out. I have now switched to JACK ADAMS mess jockstraps (I have 3 different colours!) with the thicker straps. The thicker straps are sewn on well and hold up in the wash and air dry afterwards.

If you’ve never been to the House of Commons in Westminster, especially in the evening, you’d never imagine it’s such a cocktail of booze and cock. Pretty, young researchers – boys and girls just out of university – abound, and you can nearly always find someone up for some fun if you look hard enough. I used to work in the House, for a Tory MP but now I’m a lobbyist, which means I have to go to tedious receptions on behalf of clients. While normally the Parliamentary Group on waste treatment wouldn’t get much interest, I was keen to go when I spotted the name of the MP hosting: Dan Jones, Labour MP for Doncaster East. I’d not met him, but I’d spotted him on the TV a few times and thought he was gorgeous – mid thirties, really short blond hair, piercing blue eyes and what looked like a nice body too. As I got to the event he didn’t disappoint – in fact he was hotter in person than on TV. He was amazingly handsome, with eyes that seemed to shoot across the room towards me. His shirt was tight across his firm, muscular chest and I could see the outline of a gold chain under his tie, while his bespoke suit was well cut to emphasise his sexy body. After the inevitably dull speeches, I made a beeline for him, and introduced myself. “Hello Mr Jones, I’m Tom, here with Cleenup Industrial – I don’t know if you’ve heard of them? They specialise in…” He interrupted me and his response meant I knew he didn’t give a shit about waste treatment. Up close he was really sexy. I could feel the confidence oozing from him as he shook my hand and looked me up and down. His Yorkshire accent was very sexy in a rough-and-muscular way, which was just as well given what happened next. “Hi Tom, glad to meet you. I’ve got to go to another do in a minute or two but if want to walk with me you can tell me all about it.” So we grabbed another glass of wine each and walked to the exit of the room. He put his hand firmly to my lower back and guided me out before turning to me in the corridor and giving me two choices, with a directness that only truly great flirts can get away with. “You can tell me about your client now and I’ll listen politely, or you can come back to my office and discuss it over a drink. What do you fancy?” Of course he knew what I fancied. And I was hoping I could give him what he wanted. We walked up a couple of flights of Parliament’s very grand stone staircases until we reached one of the upper corridors, leather-bound copies of Parliamentary debates going back decades and not a soul about. We got to his office and went in. It was an office much like any other in the Palace – small, cramped, nice furniture but nowhere near enough room. He poured a whiskey, then turned to look directly at me, stood nervously by the door. “I don’t actually care about your client, but I’m interested in you. Tell me, are all Tory lobbyists sluts or do I just keep meeting those that are?” As he bluntly asked me if I was a slut (answer: yes!) he was casually taking off his jacket and tie, then his cufflinks and loosened his shirt. I was right about his body – it looked powerful and like he really worked on it. “I’m not sure I understand” I started, even though I certainly hoped I would be getting fucked shortly. “Do you think I’m a slut? You don’t even know if I’m gay.” “The hard-on as I’m taking my jacket off, the way you looked at my body the whole time, the way you came up to me like a bottom boy on a mission told me you wanted to get fucked. Am I wrong?” “No!” By now he was standing close to me and my hard-on was struggling to escape my trousers. I put my hand on his shirt and started to undo the buttons. His muscles were really hard and I couldn’t keep my hands off. He had a lovely erect nipple so I gave it a little lick, which he enjoyed. He took off his shirt, tossed it to the floor then walked over to his desk, sat down, and whipped out his semi-hard cock. “Suck it” he instructed, and I eagerly walked over, took off my jacket and tie and got down on my knees. It was a good size and I hoped a blowjob wasn’t going to be all I did for him tonight. I started by licking the fat tip, then running my tongue up and down the shaft, before going back to the tip again. My right hand went up to his nipple on his beautifully sculpted chest, while with my left I clumsily undid the buttons on my shirt. “That’s nice,” he said as I went to deepthroat him as best I could. I was getting really into it, and his cock was getting hard as it prodded the back of my mouth. I was playing with his balls which he seemed to like too. “Get up,” he commanded after a few minutes of oral, as he pulled me up, took off my shirt and stood back to look. His hard-on was glorious now – wet, hard and big. I couldn’t wait to get it back in my mouth – or up my ass. “You’ve still not answered my question. Why are all the Tory boys such sluts? I’ve fucked a few of them” – my dick was getting even harder at this as I imagined him pounding my ass – “and they never ask for a condom.” At this I realised what I was in for – he wanted to fuck me bare. In truth I’d fucked around bare a couple of times, but never so brazenly – or with so hot a man. My hard-on was getting uncomfortable now in my trousers, so by way of response I loosened my belt, undid the button and sipped them off to my ankles. My underwear could barely contain my cock and the damp pre-cum was giving him all the answer he needed. “Is that your answer? You’re a slut and you want me to fuck you? Is that right?” He was almost interrogating me, as I fought the urge to give in, lean down on the desk and beg him for his cock. All I could do was nod, as he turned me around, pushed me down onto the desk and told me “get ready, Tory boy. You’re getting fucked.” He pulled down my underwear and felt my asscheeks before going for my hole with his fingers. He pulled open his drawer and got out some lube – almost as if he did this regularly, you might imagine – and played with my hole. I could feel his fingers in me, and running around the edge, playing with me and making me looser every second. I wanted him inside me, I wanted his bare cock inside me now! “You ready , slut?” Was all he said. With an equally direct “yes, fuck me, fuck me bare” I gave him what he wanted – and what he had been guaranteed since we shook hands just twenty minutes before. With my face down on the desk all I could feel were his powerful hands gripping my slender hips as his cock rubbed at my hole. I ran my hand back just to give him a final stroke and feel how sloppy and bare his cock was as it entered me. “Oh yes, put it in me” I demanded as he paused. “I want your cock in me.” He needed no further encouragement as he slowly slid it in, forwards an inch, back half, forwards another, until I could feel him, hot, hard and insistent, inside me. “I want to feel your balls slapping mine – go deep” I urged him, and he responded with an almighty thrust into me. I nearly squeaked in pleasure as I felt his balls swing into mine. I was in heaven – a sexy, muscular older man balls-deep and bare in my hole – as he started to thrust in and out, slamming my hips against the desk. I was really enjoying being fucked when he grabbed my shoulders and started to bang me so hard the desk started moving. It felt like he was pulling out the whole way before slamming the whole way back in each thrust. I grabbed onto the far side of the desk as he hammered my hole – I was loving it but not sure how long I could go. He then wrapped his arms around my shoulders and crushed me under his muscly body against the desk, jackhammering my ass as I could feel the sweat pouring off his body and his gold chain swinging round and slapping into the back of my neck. “Fucking hell!” he shouted in my ear as he came – his body stiffened, I was almost suffocated under his much bigger body as he held me tightly. I could feel his cock throbbing in my ass and a warm glow filling me as his cum shot out of him. As he pulled out I felt like I’d never felt before, my legs so weak I was still hanging onto the desk and catching my breath. As I recovered I turned round to see him standing, sweat glistening on his muscles and cock still erect. “Thanks Tom,” he said. “If you’d like to call my office to arrange a meeting to discuss your client’s business, I’d be delighted. Some evening next week would be good. My business cards are on the desk.”

And would it kill you to empty the dishwasher once in a while?

Yes! And leading soon thereafter to a conga line of cock!!!! Note to self....need to trademark the phrase "Conga Line of Cock"

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

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

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

"Alex, piss play has never been this fun!" Blackie said. "I'm guessing it's because you're the first guy who enjoys it, both giving and receiving as much as I do! Of course, since we need to stay hydrated, the piss will be flowing! Would you be open to a piss 69 and me pissing up that sexy, hairy ass?" His face turning many shades of crimson, Alex admitted, "When it comes to piss play, we're definitely kindred spirits and until now, I've never felt the intimacy you bring to it! Piss 69, and piss up my ass, do what you want! Right now, the Queen is doing royal things to me and there's so many things I wanna do to and with you! Mind if we get back into bed?" "You took the words right outta my mouth!" Blackie cooed, giving Alex's cock a squeeze. "The Queen has me feeling good and you feel wonderful! Now that we've worked up a sweat, I wanna feast on your pits and give you another go at mine!" Back in bed, Blackie got on top of Alex, raised his right arm and planted his face in that hairy pit. He buried his nose and inhaled Alex's masculine stink, then gave it a thorough licking, and then the same on Alex's left pit, licking his lips as he finished. "Let me at those stinky pits!" Alex demanded, rolling Blackie over until he was under him. Moaning with pleasure, he was in his piggy element, gorging on Blackie's stinky left pit and feasting on the sweat, before switching to his right pit for more of the same. "Not that you need the money, gut if there was a way to bottle your stink, you'd make a fortune! Before humans became civilized and got obsessed with hygiene, our scent was a way of attracting mates. Us uncivilized pigs appreciate the power of stink and we fly our freak flags with pride!"

p l e a s e say you're gonna continue this story cause my god is it hot

Chapter XX My love and I started talking almost at the same time. We were both aghast at what was happening, but we didn't want HIV. What were we to do? Our friends are being picked off one by one. We couldn't live with that, could we? We argued for an hour and then we heard a ping as another email came through. We rushed to check it out. It was another vid from the bar owner. His explanation came first telling us this was going to be live this time. Another of our friends had stopped at the bar an he had invited him in the back for 'special' treatment and he had accepted it after looking at the poz guys bulge in his tight pants. He told us to watch closely now and laughed. The camera then drew back and there was our friend on the bed naked. The poz guy was naked also and was hard as a rock an walking slowly towards our friend who could not take his eyes off of that huge cock, waving at him as he approached. Our friend had to lick his lips and was gulping some at the size of the cock he was going have in him soon. The bar owner climbed on the bed and raised our friends legs over his shoulders and started to rim his hole. Then he rammed his fingers in at the same time, grinding them in and around and dragging his nails against his insides on the out stroke. Our friend groaned as this went on, pain and pleasure combined building a need for release. Soon the poz guy pulled his fingers out, covered in blood, and before our friend could move he raised up and rammed his huge cock into him with one bone jarring thrust. He had turned the sound off, but we could tell our friend screamed. It had to have hurt like hell with what was almost like an arm being rammed clear into him all at once. Then the real fuck started. He was ramming as hard as possible, every in and out fast and hard. There was only one purpose in this, to poz his neg hole. We could only watch in morbid fascination to what was happening to our friend. The camera was catching it all. Then the poz guy reached out and got ahold of the camera and pointed it at our friends face as he continued to pound him relentlessly. Our friends pain was being replaced by rapture as his hole was destroyed but his pleasure increased and the pain faded to the background. This went on an on, for a good half an hour before we could see the poz guy starting to thrust evne more violently and then with one last thrust, he held still and was filling our buddy full of his poz cum. They laid still for a bit and then the bar owner got up and came away from the bed and turned his sound on long enough to say, "How many more of your friends are you two going to sacrifice to me before you come and get what you know deep down you want?:" With that the connection was broken. My love and I both sat and cried.

Blackie opened the top drawer of the nightstand and took out a large leather case. "Time for the Queen to join us!" He said, opening the case and removing a glass cock, a bag with meth shards and a torch. "I call her Queen Tina because she'll get us royally tweaked! Sweet as your mouth is, I wanna shotgun with you! Let me take the hit and when I pull your face to mine, part your sexy lips!" Putting a few shards in the glass cock, he lit it with the torch, twirling it between his hands as the chems melted. Inhaling deeply, he held it as long as he could and pulled Alex's mouth over his. Back and forth, they shared the meth between them. "Now, you take the hit!" Blackie said as he put more shards in the glass cock and they repeated the shotgunning process. "Alex, if you're thirsty, I need to piss! Do you wanna go out on the terrace or stay here?" "When it's piss from the tap, I'm ALWAYS thirsty!" Alex said, giving Blackie's cock a playful squeeze. "Even though we're too high up to be seen, there's something nasty about doing it outside and I'm a nasty pig! More likely than not, I'll be ready to feed you my piss soon! How do you feel about piss kisses?" Stroking Alex's cheek, Blackie said, "Whether it's cum, piss or ass, I love tasting my flavors in another guy's mouth! Unfortunately, not many guys are into it, but since we're both nasty pigs, bring it on! Let's go to the terrace before my bladder explodes!" On the terrace, Blackie had Alex sit on a chair and put his cockhead in Alex's mouth, Using his tongue to adjust Blackie's horseshoe shape PA for a maximum flow, it took but a few seconds for the piss to stream from Blackie's cock. "Drink, you nasty pisspig!" Blackie said, running his hands through Alex's hair as Alex pinched both of Blackie's pierced nipples. He'd fed other guys his piss, but watching Alex's adam's apple bob up and down as he gulped it brought something new to the experience. "Just about done, save some for a piss kiss!" His bladder empty, Blackie withdrew his cockhead from Alex's mouth and pulled him up for a kiss. The taste of his piss expelled from Alex's mouth heightened the intensity of their kiss. Until then, he'd never felt such a connection with another man. Could it be that Alex was his piggy equal? Reluctantly pulling out of the kiss, Alex licked his lips and said, "Damn Blackie, you give yummy piss and plenty of it! Can't wait until it's your meth piss from that sweet cock! Have a seat and let me give you mine!" Blackie sat down and took Alex's cockhead into his mouth. With one hand, he fondled Alex's furry nutsac and with the other, he reached around to caress Alex's hairy ass. Like a thirsty man in the desert, Blackie sucked the piss out of Alex, loudly gulping it down. "Take it, you nasty pisspig! Use my cock as a straw to drain my bladder! Piss kiss time!" He announced as the last drops entered Blackie's mouth. Alex removed his cock, pulling Blackie to his feet and kissing him passionately. The intimacy of being with Blackie was something Alex never expected to feel and yet, it was comforting.

Returning to the bedroom, Alex removed the quilt and the top sheet and placed them on the bench at the foot of the bed. Laying down, the sheets felt cool and both the pillows and mattress were comfortably firm. In a corner of the room, he noticed a mini fridge which would make staying hydrated convenient. From the terrace doors, he was treated to a view of the city lights. Climbing on the bed, Blackie nuzzled Alex's chest and said, "Before we do anything, there are 2 things I need to tell you. First, some friends of mine will be in and out during the next few hours, but you're under no obligation to play with them! I brought you here to be with me, not to be used by others! Second, if there's anything you want to do to me, don't ask, don't tell, just do it!" Alex gave Blackie a playful peck on the cheek and said, "You know the old saying about birds of a feather, so let's just see what happens. Since you gave me permission to just go for what I want to do to you, get ready!" With that, he scooted down on the bed, lifted Blackie's right leg and licked his foot. Blackie moaned with pleasure and when Alex began to suck on his toes, he practically purred. "Fuck, you have sexy feet!" He said before giving Blackie's left leg the same treatment.

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Part 74 - Planting Lots More Seed When Joe got home, he sent out some messages seeing who might be available for Sunday’s meeting with Blaine and Carter. He also asked a few guys if they knew of a place to breed the brothers. Dennis told him the play room at the hotel was booked. Kyle suggested the storage room in the apartment building, but that seemed to be really risky for anything more than a ten minute pump-n-dump. Finally, Tony sent a reply saying they could use the small playroom at the club’s warehouse, reminding him that they just couldn’t let outsiders know where it was. It was Friday afternoon and he had everything set for Sunday’s second breeding. He sent a message to Blaine: Joe: “u guys still up for sunday?” Blaine: “yes. still sore” Joe: “lol. good. meet in Harrison’s parking lot under sign this afternoon at 3” Blaine: “ok, thx” Sunday morning Joe sent reminder messages to the guys he had contacted. Everyone confirmed he would be at the warehouse at 3:00 PM. Kyle and Joe drove over to the grocery store and parked the car, waiting for Blaine and Carter to show up. A few minutes before three, a pickup truck pulled in and stopped under the large sign, away from any other cars. Joe grabbed his duffle bag and he and Kyle wandered across the lot to the truck. It was a lot nicer than most of the work trucks that many farmers used - it was a 4x4 with big wheels, a crew cab and chrome everywhere. Joe walked up to the drivers window and said “Hop in back. I have some hoods for you guys to wear since you can’t know where we are taking you. I’ll drive.” “No fuckin way. No one drives my truck” said Blaine defensively. Joe shook his head, chuckling to himself. “Ok, then we’ll take our car. Park the beast” he said and started walking back to the car. With the truck parked, Blaine and Carter got into the back of Kyle’s car. Joe dug into the duffle bag and fished out two hoods and handed them to the brothers. Satisfied they couldn’t see out, Joe told them to lay down so no one could see two hooded guys in the car as they drove out of the parking lot. Joe drove around in circles for a few minutes and then drove an indirect route to the warehouse. He parked and they spun the brothers around and then led them inside. They walked through the darkened warehouse to a door and opened it up. Inside was a small playroom with a sling, cross and fuck bench in it. The lone fluorescent light hung from the ceiling and buzzed. Carter was led to the sling and told to stand still. Kyle removed the hood and then his shirt was pulled off, shoes removed and jeans pulled down. Carter was wearing a jockstrap that Kyle decided to leave on. Joe moved over to Blaine and removed the hood and his clothes. Kyle opened up the duffle and pulled four cuffs out and buckled them tightly around Carter’s wrists and ankles. Joe did the same with Blaine who now had a worried look on his face. His eyes got even bigger when the ball gag was pulled out of the box and put on Carter’s head along with a leather blindfold. Joe moved the fuck bench back several feet so that Blaine would be able to have a three quarters view of the guys fucking his brother in the sling. He led Blaine to the bench and Blaine kneeled down on it and felt the cold leather on his stomach. Joe locked his arms and legs down while Kyle leaned Carter back into the sling and secured him too. Joe opened up a cooler and pulled out two cum cubes and pushed one into Blaine and then walked over to Carter and pushed the other one into his hole. Carter yelled out in surprise as he felt the ice cold cube pop inside him. Kyle grabbed two ski masks from the box and walked out of the room. The guys Joe had organized were in the room next door and all were naked and stroking their cocks. Kyle walked in and grinned at the guys. “I’m going to start and open him up, you guys figure out what order you want to fuck him in. We’ll go until everyone is empty. Joe said he hopes each of us can give him at least two loads” Kyle told the guys. “I want to suck each of you guys before you fuck him, so I’ll go last” said Aaron. The other guys nodded and Tony started pointing at guys to set the order. Aaron dropped to his knees and started sucking Kyle’s cock, covering it in spit. Tossing ski masks to the next two guys Kyle remarked "Wear these if you want to keep it anonymous. They’ve already seen me, but it’s up to you if you want to cover your head.” “You ready?” yelled Joe. “Just a minute” Kyle yelled back. “Too late, my dick is already inside him” Joe replied as he slowly pushed his cock all the way in. Blaine was moaning around the gag and Joe could feel his cock push the rapidly melting cube in deeper. Kyle walked into the room and approached the sling. “Get ready to be poz, Carter. We’re not stopping until we’re all out of bugs to give you” Kyle said, rubbing his cock around Carter’s cumhole. Kyle shoved his cock into Carter, knowing he would be tight and there was just the melted cum cube to help him out. Carter screamed out as loud as he could around the gag. Kyle knew his job as the first one in was to do some damage so that all of the loads had an easy entry into Carter’s body. He pulled out and slammed back in, holding the chains of the sling tight. Kyle rocked his hips and started fucking Carter’s hole slowly. He fucked faster and then got Carter swinging so he was fucking himself on Kyle’s shaft. Kyle looked over and Blaine was staring at his brother getting impaled over and over while his own hole was being reamed by Joe’s cock. Blaine could see the biohazard tattoo between Kyle’s shoulders and knew that Joe didn’t seem to be messing around. He watched Kyle thrust his cock viciously into Carter and wondered how many guys were going to breed his brother. Kyle and Joe pounded the brothers who were both grunting around their gags. Kyle began grunting too and then pulled Carter tight as his cock began to spew virus filled cream into Carter’s fertile cunt. “There’s one poz load in” Joe said as he kept fucking Blaine. Kyle pulled out and fingered the cum that was dripping out back into Carter as Tony walked in. Tony didn’t flinch when he saw the 18 year old in the sling awaiting as many toxic loads as they could muster and turn him into a virus filled slut. His cock slid into the cummy hole and he shoved his hips in, pushing Carter away and then tugged back on his legs when he pulled away too far. Tony’s cock was leaking precum every second he was inside Carter and his balls were preparing an extra strong dose to inject into the boi’s hole. Tony had delayed the start of his treatment so he could breed one more guy even though Dr. Simms had advised against it. His viral load had skyrocketed and his CD4 counts had dropped very low in the past few weeks. His partner Derrick was too weak to even show up that day. “FUCK!” screamed out Tony as he shot millions of viral swimmers into Carter’s chute, mixing with Kyle’s seed. Joe hammered Blaine’s ass while Tony bred Carter and then yelled out “There’s two!” Dennis heard his cue and pulled his cock out of Aaron’s mouth and walked next door. He saw the cum dripping out of the hole and moved in quickly, aiming his rigid shaft at the younger brother’s pussy and drove in all the way. Carter yelled out but Dennis ignored it and just began fucking his hole. This was a pump n dump and he planned on dumping a couple loads into Carter. The chains were jangling and Dennis was grunting as the cum started to rise. Joe picked up pace to match Dennis. Dennis let out a yell and ropes of infected cum flooded into Carter’s ass. Joe was right behind and unleashed his first load of the day into Blaine. “Three” Joe yelled out as the last spurt shot into the older brother. Luis walked in, spit still dripping off his cock from Aaron’s blow job. His goal was to be done in under three minutes. He held Carter’s legs and easily slipped into the sloppy, gaping hole. Once he bottomed out, he began to hammer Carter’s ass. His body slammed into Carter’s and even though Carter was trying to squeeze his ass around Luis’s shaft, it was still a loose fuck. Luis pulled out stroked his cock several times and then thrust in deep, unleashing a four day load of toxins into Carter’s ass. Joe was back pounding Blaine and yelled out “Four!” Luis pulled his cock out and leaned down and licked the mixture of cum that was seeping out of Carter’s swollen hole. Steven grabbed Luis by the hair and pulled him back explaining "Out of my way. I’m so fuckin’ close.” With that Steven’s cock sunk into Carter and he was drilling him in seconds. A puddle of cum was growing on the floor under Carter’s ass but Steven was going to replenish what was inside Carter soon. Steven fucked faster and then planted his cock in deep. The cum pumped into the chaser’s cunt, with both Steven and Carter yelling out. “That’s five!” Joe called out. Ryan was the next to dip his cock into the toxic froth in Carter’s ass. Aaron’s oral skills had him on the edge and feeling all of the other charged loads coating his cock quickly drove him over. Joe watched him pound Carter’s ass, ignoring the grunts, screams and yells. Joe’s own relentless fucking of Blaine was taking a toll and he knew he would need a break after his next load. Blaine himself was whimpering from the nonstop pounding. Ryan slammed his cock in one more time and his charged load shot into Carter’s soaked hole. After his balls were empty, Ryan fell down on top of Carter and told him “You better share once you’re poz.” He got up and looked over at Joe who was delivering his second toxic load of the day to Blaine’s neg ass. As Joe withdrew he grunted asking “Six and two. Who’s next?” Nick entered the room as Ryan left. He remembered his own group conversion fuck. He never knew if that was what sealed his fate or if it was one of the numerous loads Aaron gave him in the week after that did it. He loved both experiences and now it was his turn to pay it back. He dug his fingers into the battered hole and twisted them around, coating his fingers with the mixture of tainted spooge. He couldn’t feed it to Carter since the gag was in the way, so he licked them clean himself. He saw streaks of red and the rest was varying shades of pink. He dug his fingers in a second time, this time clawing his fingernails into the flesh. Carter writhed and Nick slapped Carter’s hard cock with his hand. Nick stood up and slid his cock in and started driving in and out. He let the sling do most of the work and by this time Carter’s ass was loose and wasn’t giving him the friction he needed to get off. He used his fist to stroke his cock and then shove into Carter’s hole. He jacked almost to the point of cumming and then finished off inside his victim’s ass. Five strong spurts joined the viral muck already attacking Carter’s body. Joe yelled out “Seven loads in” and Nick walked back to the other room. Aaron eagerly cleaned Nick’s cock, like he had everyone before him. Each time the taste seemed to change slightly and it turned him on. Jaime walked up to the sling nervously. He had only recovered from the fuck flu a few weeks ago, the result of two and a half weeks of daily breedings from Joe and Kyle. He had been having sex with guys since his senior year of high school but it had never been more than a three way and no one had ever watched him fuck a guy. This was a strange experience for him, since he had been driven to this building blindfolded and had no idea where he was. Still, his dick was hard and throbbing as he slid it into Carter’s pussy and he tried to ignore Blaine and Joe’s eyes watching him. Jaime had never felt a hole this loaded before and he felt a spurt shoot out of his cock as soon as he got fully in. To get the job done, he figured he just had to dump all of his newly charged cum into the boi’s hole, but he wanted to fuck too. A quick thought of his first attempt to fuck a girl cooled his balls off enough to let him fuck into Carter. Five minutes of thrusting later he couldn’t delay the shots of cum any longer and he was pumping in yet another strain to mix with the guys before him. “We got eight” Joe yelled out. Jaime stood there after the last spurt shot out, enjoying the feeling until he felt a hand on his shoulder. Aaron was not going to wait any longer. His cock was dripping on the floor and it was hard as steel. Jaime moved away and Aaron’s cock slammed in, shoving Carter away and off his cock. As Carter swung back, his cock drove in again. Each thrust from Aaron was pushing some of the seed out of Carter’s tortured hole and on to the floor. Several minutes later, he grabbed the chains and kept Carter from bouncing away as his cock pulsed and shot his viral cum inside. His body shook and when it stopped, Joe pulled him back. “Nine loads. You guys get a half hour break and then we go again” he told Blaine and Carter. Each of the guys took their turn breeding Carter’s destroyed ass a second time. He whimpered the whole time, sometimes screaming if the abuse got too rough. Joe was able to dump two more loads into Blaine’s cunt and sealed it up with a plug and then let Blaine watch the last few guys add more venom into his brother’s guts. Tony tried to go a third time, but he was to weak to properly fuck Carter. He stroked off and then shoved in at the last second. Dennis and Jaime added a third load, but the rest of the guys were drained. Everyone left, leaving Joe, Kyle, Blaine and Carter in the room. Joe helped Carter to his feet and took off the blindfold and gag. It took a while for him to acclimate to the brightness, but he saw Joe remove the last restraint from his brother and then the gag. It shocked him to see his brother tied down like that but also excited him. He had never seen his brother bottom until Joe had fucked him the other day. Blaine was always the top when they fucked or when someone else had come over for sex. He remembered the one guy’s comment that Carter had better share when he was poz and he realized he had better start learning how to fuck and not just be a cumdump bottom. Joe and Kyle hooded the brothers and then led them back to the car. Another confusing drive back to the strip mall and Joe and Kyle let them out to head home. With their asses plugged, none of the cum was going to leak out. Blaine was determined to leave the plugs in until morning.

Part 10 ; I walked pup on his lead, and guided him to which bowl was where, as he was still blindfolded. Clearly thirsty as he lapped up his Tea in no time. And a very hungry pup as he gobbled his Master fry up, with a side of Son cum, in a flash too. - Someone was a hungry and thirsty pup - Yes Master. I needed that. Thank you very much Master. - You're welcome pup. Good boy. Now for some last minute preparations, for your big moment. First of all, I'm gonna shave your head - What? NO. I love my hair. Please don't! Still on all 4's after eating his breakfast, I got my paddle, took him by his jaw, gobbed in his face and slapped it, then stood over his back with my legs either side of him, and started to flog him, and HARD! He began to whimper. - Sorry Master. I disobeyed you didn't I. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. Please forgive your loyal pup Master ... * I gave him a couple more HARD thwacks* - You are learning boy, you'll get there, eventually I sat him on a seat, and shaved his head, maneuvering the Blindfold straps at certain points in the cut. Fuck, what a cute little skinhead I now have on my hands! I then prepared for him to have a few enemas, and instructed him to breath deeply through his nose and out with his mouth if he had any cramping. They got rid of a load of shit, making the coast completely clear! ? Now for the final part to his training; I took his Fist Mitts off, and lay him in the sling. I restrained his ankles, but not his wrists. - I am not restraining your wrists as I am allowing you to take hits of poppers as and when you need them. Can Master trust you not to take your blindfold off? - Yes Master, I promise. I will abide by your instructions - Good boy pup I gave him a bottle of poppers. Got myself completely naked, and sat on a stool at the end of the sling. I was immediately super HARD. I opened up his cunT with a speculum so wide that his first hit of poppers was required. I widened the speculum further again. His cunT now completely gaping. I blew my warm breath up his hole, which made him quivver and groan with delight. I then squirted a syringe load of lube inside his cunT, slowly closing the speculum, and release. For the next few hours I used an array of toys on him with plenty of extra lube, going from small to large. He was now opening up very nicely. And now he was even getting into playing with his very sore tits. It was now time for his Masters FFist! I got upto my knuckles. Another hit of poppers, and bam, I was in! Each time I went in I twisted and turned, and punched FFisted him internally. - OH Master, that feels so good, what are you doing down there. - Glad you like it boy, that's your Master's FFist in your cunT! - OH God, it feels so fucking GREAT. Now for his final exam! I got a toothbrush, inserted it inside his cunT, and gave him the good old fashioned brush treatment. - OoowwwCh *Grunt* ... Owwww ... He immediately suppressed his desire to say 'Please stop', and gritted his teeth through his grunts. I could tell he wanted me to stop, but, just a few more minutes of a good decent hard brushing and we'd be done. I took the brush out, and Fuck YEAH, there was blood on it alright! Now it was time to get my toxic slab of Fuck-Meat into his sweet neg cunT. I slid in balls deep, took a hold of the sling chains, and began my final descent into the pits of hell, taking him with me, of course! ?? I immediately took a fast steady rhythm, and fucked him good and solidly for a good half hour, and then, oh dear, I found myself getting close. So, I stopped for a moment. I leaned forward, and took his Blindfold off, so he'd be seeing his Master for the first time, just before the moment I would infecT him. - Oh Master, you are so handsome. It is so good to see what you look like, finally - Thank you pup. I am now about to complete your training, by cumming inside of you, giving you what you want, and what you fucking deserve! That was it, I was ready to blow in the next few minutes. I suddenly went from holding my Death-shaft inside of him completely still, to pounding his cunt hard, and really fucking fast! ~ No mercy! - Oh Fuck pup, I am gonna fucking cum - I don't know if we should be doing this ... *He started to look concerned, and vulnerable* - OH Fuck, I caaaan't STOP ... Only earlier he said he wanted infecTing, and now, doubt had set in. - FUUUUHHHCCCC-Kk ... I caaaan't STOP, I'm cumming, I'm cumming .... The combination of his continuing internal conflict, and his vulnerable expression is all it took to thrust my new sub onto his brand new path in life, and my nasTy toxic weapon throbbed and twitched as it began to expel my highly charged, unmedicated, filthy poz cum As I continued to grunt, I looked at him, and he looked back, simply bewildered? - Oh God, what have I done I was still dealing with the end of my orgasm, so was in no place to answer. Once spent, I rocked my hips, grinding in my very special toxic poz juice, into his bleeding cunT - Oh Yeah, that was fucking HOT! I think what you have done boy, is owned who you really are; A nasTy toxic fuck pig! ☠️

flag Travis pulled his dick out from my ass with slow intention. I felt empty as his thick mushroom head gradually retreated from my tender fuck chute. Once all the way out, he held me tight, sweaty body to sweaty body, my cummy, used bubble butt against his cummy, softening cock. “You know, unlike a woman, a guy can only get pregnant once. A woman can get knocked up with many men’s babies. But a man… A man can only really get knocked up once. I want you to carry my baby. I want to be the one who fertilizes you, who gives you a legacy, makes you what you’re supposed to be. Brad can’t do that for you, but I can.” His tone had taken a gentler turn than it’d been just moments before. We hadn’t yet acknowledged the bug outside of our two sexual encounters. I was still processing it: both turned on and terrified. “I don’t know if… It’s just that, I love Brad. I didn’t mean for this – us – to happen. And it can’t. I can’t…. I can’t cheat on him anymore. I can’t get HIV. I just… this isn’t who I am.” Travis kissed my neck. “It’s who you are meant to be, baby. Think of all the times we talked about raw fucking, how turned on you are by it, how much you crave it. I’m giving you the key to unlock your potential. Freedom to fuck whoever the fuck you want, whenever you want it. And to be mine. I’ve finally planted my flag in you, I’ve claimed you. Don’t turn back now.” I sat up and turned, putting my feet on the ground. I inhaled deeply, exhaled, and said “I gotta shower.” When I emerged from the steamy bathroom, Travis was gone. affix Hours later, the dryer buzzed: our sheets were finally clean. I remade the bed. My phone vibrated: Brad texted that the client was in meltdown mode, and that he’d have to be away for at least another four days. I missed him and felt bad I’d hurt him, even if he didn’t know anything yet. I looked up the clinic’s address and grabbed my car keys off of the counter. I was going to make everything all right. My phone vibrated again, only this time it was Travis. “So are you mine or not?” All my alarms were frantically ringing in my mind. No, of course I’m not, I thought. I’m Brad’s husband. And time is ticking to get treatment from this mistaken tryst, to think of how I’m going to tell Brad about all of this, and to make things right in my marriage. Travis followed up with a photo of his dick that I’d never seen before. In it, he wore a thick, tight cock. His engorged member curved up his slender stomach, veins protruding all along the way, concluding in its perfect mushroom head, which was wet with precum. I could almost taste it through my phone. I was again fixated on Travis’s fuck weapon, and I needed it: it had a power over me. “I need to be serviced. So what’s it gonna be: are you mine or not?” He followed up. I clenched my keys in my fist in mental anguish. That goddam dick. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck” I said to myself again as I typed “I’m yours.” He sent me his address. Claimed I pulled into the vinyl-clad apartment complex and continued to doubt my actions. My primal desire for this man’s dick kept me on track toward this unkempt place. I knocked on Travis’s unit. He answered in a wife beater and jeans and ushered me inside. “Take your clothes off.” He said. I complied, exposing my muscular frame and tan lines to him once again. I looked down at my sculpted body and my semi-hard dick and I thought about my husband’s Adonis-like build. I then looked at Travis: a skeleton in comparison, pale, tall, lanky. He certainly had an unrefined cuteness about him, but the physical contrasts between him and me or Brad were sharp. As I stood there naked in his living room, he bolted several locks on the front door. “Bedroom’s back there. Imma grab a beer. I want you ass up, face down on the bed.” My stomach fluttered with nerves as I walked down a short hallway into a messy bedroom. The bed was not made, and the sheets looked old. I climbed onto the bed, knees spread wide, ass up, head down on a formless pillow. He entered the room moments later and grabbed my right wrist. He affixed a rope around it and proceeded to tie it to a corner of the bed. “I don’t think I want to . . . “ I began to turn to tell him that I wasn’t into being tied up. He backhanded me, and I must’ve blacked out in surprise. When I awoke, ropes constrained my hands and feet, and I was spread wide like a star fish on the bed. I felt the familiar sharp pain of dick entering my ass, and a hand between my shoulder blades as leverage. I let out a moan of pain. “Hey boy, welcome back. I’m sorry I hit you. Now don’t question me in that tone again, ok? I don’t want to have to mess up that pretty face of yours.” Travis said from behind as his dick pierced into me. “Can you untie me? I’m not into….” He pushed his dick hard into me, maneuvering his mushroom head a few inches inside me in one thrust, and slapped my ass. “Listen. You’re tied up for your own good. I know you’ve got doubts. I know you’re inclined to run. But I also know your destiny. I knew it from the moment I saw you. Do you want to be mine or not?” I was clear this was rape-like and his language was mentally abusive, but I was also clear that he was right: All of my sexual fantasies had led to this, to him. He pulled out a bit and then slammed back into me, getting closer to my prostrate. “Oh fuck, that hurts – can you slow down?” I said of the entry. “It’s got to hurt some, bitch.” He said I felt his balls brush against my ass. “Your cunt needs to get a little beaten up as sacrifice to the hurt your causing Brad. You’re becoming mine as we speak. My cells are dividing in you, growing, spreading, taking over. And tonight, I’m going to ruin you so that I can remake you.” My fat dick grew from the friction against the sheets of the fuck from behind. I felt his balls slapping against my inner thighs I felt my ass tearing in a way I’d never felt before. His monster cock was wrecking me. “You want to be Poz like me?” He asked with a shortness of breath. I hadn’t really confronted it directly -- to myself or him – yet in such terms. But I knew the answer now, like I’d heard in so many porns and read in so may stories. “Yeah, I want it. I want to be yours. I want to carry your seed, your virus. Knock me up. Make me like you. Give it to me. Make me pregnant with your baby.” I wanted to touch Travis, to touch myself, to turn over and see what this sweaty man assaulting me looked like in this moment of passion. But I was locked into place, my ankles and wrists tied to the four corners of the bed. All I could do was turn my head and glance at Travis with side eye. My dick was leaking precum on the dirty sheets. With each thrust Travis made into me, my cock humped the bed beneath, skin flexing against the mattress. With his dick balls deep in my ass, Travis moved his hips from side to side to side, front to back, up and down, slowly, now, opening my ass, getting my ass ready to be the cum receptacle it was meant to be. He was dripping sweat onto me. His eyes were closed. He was savoring being deep in my hole and just ruining it with each movement he made. Side to side. Back and forth. In and out. “Fuck yeah, baby. You are mine. You’re nothing but a cheating, Poz fuck toy now. My cheating poz fuck toy. Your ass is going to get used and abused so much by so many men after me. You want another dirty load to seal this deal?” “Yeah, give it to me. Poz me. Breed me. Remake me." I said He pulled out and resumed his final fuck pace: he was ready to blow a wad of jizz in my wrecked hole, and crescendo-ed into an intense assault of my chute. I was in ecstasy feeling totally at the control and mercy of my big dicked god. My cock began spurting cum on the sheets. “Fuuccckkk” I screamed, unable to control the flow of semen from my cock. Travis’s eyes rolled back as cum bullets shot deep into my gut, penetrating my DNA inextricably. Volley after volley of Travis’s toxic jiz filled and marked me. He screamed and I moaned in a symphony of passion. After relishing in our orgasms for what felt like an hour, Travis collapsed onto me. Sweaty bodies against one another, he whispered in my ear, “you’re mine.”

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The Stables (Part 2) “Oh fuck…. oh God….. sweet fucking Jesus…. fuck me harder…” Greg moaned. The invading cock painfully penetrated his body, still he struggled to push himself onto the hard piece of flesh, determined to give the guy in the other booth the best possible experience. Greg also took pleasure in knowing the man penetrating his ass would shoot a big load into his body. The barback also worked to assist Greg in accommodating the full length of the invading cock, applying lube and some gentle pressure to Greg's body, and sure enough, before too terribly long Greg felt the cold wooden wall against his ass cheeks, a sensation that brought a real sense of achievement to him. The top, meanwhile, realizing he had reached full-depth, vigorously churned his rock-solid cock into the accommodating cunt, mumbling "Fuck, man, nice - your virgin pussy is so fucking tight.” Greg could hear other voices encouraging the stallion to increase the speed, calling out ‘Wreck his cunt’ and ‘Make him bleed’ and ‘Use him like the whore he is' were tossed about. ’ they cheered. By this point Greg was breathing heavily, and truthfully wished the experience didn't hurt so much, but he considered by advice the barback offered, that by the fourth or fifth dick the pain would subside, and he would readily be able to accommodate the biggest dick. Taking comfort in the advice Greg voluntarily reached behind himself, forcibly separated his cheeks, thereby allowing the stallion's cock to slip in just a bit deeper. “You stupid whore, I’m gonna spray my poz load into you soon” the guy on the other side grunted, adding “Come on, milk my cock. Use your greedy cunt to pull the poz load out of my balls.” Greg felt the stallion's cock punching in and out of his twat, and it seemed as if the top was loosing his self control, a suspicion which was ratified when the stallion groaned and snorted loudly, announcing “I’m shooting my junk into you, you whore… Do you feel my dirty cum, bitch?” The barback smiled, giving Greg a thumb up for a great job, also admonishing him to remain still for a minute or so, allowing the stallion's balls sufficient time to shoot their entire load into Greg's hole. Greg complied, standing still, his ass chute centered on the hole in the wall. After the guy withdrew his cock from Greg’s cunt, the twink turned around and knelt in front of the hole, thanking the poz fucker for his cum saying “Thanks for giving me your poz load, Sir. Feel free to reload me anytime.” Tom, the barback, couldn’t believe it. He watched the boy kneeling in front of the glory hole, thanking the first AIDs bloke to demolish his cunt. He almost felt sorry for him, that he and his buddies had taken advantage of an innocent in this fashion. Tom had worked as a barback for two years, but had never experienced a scenario such as that in which he had just participated. Tom, like virtually every man with whom he crossed paths, knew about the risks of bareback sex. Still, Tom considered, there are always guys who are completely innocent and inexperienced - such as the mare in the booth. This feeling didn’t last long, as another cock pushed through the glory hole and a grumpy voice told Gregory to stop this fucking advertisement and get his twat back to the glory hole and onto his cock. Greg was excited feeling the next guy required attention to his cock and so he got up and turned around. He reached for the dick behind him and led it to his freshly pozzed cunt. This time the pain was more bearable this time. Greg’s eyes were closed while he enjoyed the feeling of being fully stuffed again. The bartender told him, he had to take care of other things outside, but would be back later on. Outside he saw the fucker, who just unloaded his toxic seed into the adolescent guy. He was talking to some pals about the slut they were corrupting right now. Tom congratulated him for the great job and saw the bloody streaks on the still semi hard cock. “I hope, you don’t mind” he said and knelt down in front of the bloke, starting to lick the virgins ass juices away from the dick. He loved to taste the innocent boy’s ass for the very last time. Everything was going as planned. Meanwhile the second guy ripped Greg’s cunt open mercilessly. With the first deposit he had enough lube to fuck the whore. “Slut - Push your ass against the wall bitch… where are you going? I said, against the wall you low life. Don’t make me come over there. That’s better, dick ditch,” the guy snorted obscenely. The fellow enjoyed Greg's tight slit and concentrated on his mission to damage the mare on the other side of the partition so a different strain would get a chance to contaminate the young mare. He knew once his venom would be in his victim another guy would work his cum into the slut’s system. He wouldn’t know what had hit him….. Greg tried his best to satisfy the stallion, now convinced he had been born expressly to be on the receiving end. He wanted to actually move his ass, but it seemed to be the best to keep his asshole close to the wall and let the dude take all the action. He tried to imagine the guy on the other side, but in the end it was not important. He was just another hole - right next to the hole in the wall. Greg gasped for air. The guy on the other side hammered his prick hard into Greg’s body, which lead Greg to beg “Fuck me harder. It hurts so good man.“ “Yeah… I will seed you with my cum. You deserve it” the guy on the other side chuckled, adding “Do you want me to breed you now bitch?” “Yeah man…. breed me. Give me your load man…. Give me your fucking load please.” Greg begged. He got his wish when his ass was flooded with hot and sticky cum, while the stallion on the other side of the partition wall cursed loudly. That morning Greg hadn't been truly certain that his decision to seek-out The Stable had been the right decision, but at least at this moment Greg was convinced he existed solely to get fucked. Even as the stallion in his ass was pumping his poz load into his ass, Greg couldn’t wait to get another cock up his cunt. Oh, and his cunt was already leaking. It felt great…

Part 5 ............................... “Ladies and Gentleman. I think we can all agree, that was fucking awesome and clearly the boys are very happy to have received such rave reviews from you” He said grinning as he looked at the four cum and piss covered boys lying kissing each other and licking up the residue off each other and around them. “You’ll be pleased to know that our young sluts here aren’t finished yet and they will now be strapped to the fuck tables and will all be happy to receive more deposits, although we’d especially like those of you who are positive…. and we know who you are” he grinned at the grinning crowd before him, “To step up and make sure Chris, Sam and Ben’s conversion is thorough” to cheers and wild applause. All four boys looked up at the mention of their names and when realising they were to be abused by the crowd looked around with some apprehension. As the four boys were led to the sturdy tables around the edge of the room they were bent over and secured in position to receive their abuse; Julian continued to address the crowd. “Now we have a special treat for you all. My very good friends Donald Campbell, CEO of BoyToys and his investment partner Jason Anders are very happy to put on a little show of their own,” he said, pausing for the short round of applause. “Both Don and Jason are HIV positive and right now, dangerously so," he explained, smiling broadly at the wave of knowing laughter that returned to him. “Also here this evening is Jason’s nephew, Ethan, who just over a week ago came out to Jason and asked that he breed him." There was much chatter at this point. “Ethan has taken many positive loads from all of us this week,” he continued, “but tonight Jason and Ethan will fuck for your pleasure as his conversion continues.” Further applause followed as Ethan and I walked forward completely naked. “And finally our friend Don, please come forward,” Julian asked. Don walked through the crowd, also stunningly naked and into the spot lights near the bed and stood by Julian to enthusiastic applause, “Also here this evening is Don’s son, Jermaine, who recently found out he was HIV positive. Jermaine please come forward,” Julian asked. Jermaine also walked forward and into the light and stood on the other side of Julian looking slightly confused, but stunning in the lights glare. “Jermaine, your father has something he’d like to say to you,” Julian explained, leaving the father and son alone in the center of attention. The room fell totally silent as Don’s deep gravelly voice boomed, “Jermaine” he started, “I know you were confused and unhappy that night,” he started, looking at his son who stared back. “I’m sorry I pushed you..." stumbling a bit on his words, “I’m sorry you think I pushed you away” he said, correcting himself. Jermaine continued to stare at his father. “Jermaine I know I’m positive and I’m not one to judge but I was disappointed you were diagnosed positive so young. I’m sorry, I should have been there for you, son. I love you so much,” he finally managed to say, but his voice broke in the process. Jermaine continued to stare at his father before tears started to well and he stepped forward to embrace his father. The room immediately applauded and it was like a weight lifted. As Don embraced his son, Ethan wrapped his arm around me to hug me too. Don held his son and turning to face him he held his head in his huge hands and then they were kissing, long and passionately. “Oh fuck” Ethan whispered to me, “that’s so hot.” I mentally agreed, and apparently the audience also did, as every where I could see cocks began to swell anew. Don and Jermaine’s kiss intensified as they now openly explored each other's body. Not to be left out, Ethan and I were also kissing now, and I had latched onto on my nephew's beautifully succulent buttocks, which I caressed lustfully. I lifted him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist as we continued to kiss hard. After a long embrace, Jermaine dropped to his knees and, holding his father’s enormous erection, began to suck on the cock that had created him. It was quite a sight and clearly the audience was very much enjoying the incest scene unfolding before them. I’d now lifted Ethan backwards onto the still piss-covered bed and throwing him back, his cunt was exposed and so I knelt down to stick my tongue deep inside him. Ethan lay back, moaning as I invaded his hole. Jermaine was now doing a very good job sucking on Don as I knew only too well how hard it was to take him down my throat. Don held his son’s head and began to face fuck him, pushing deeper into his mouth each time and not actually caring as his son gagged. I loved that aspect of Don: once he was in the zone he was like a total fuck machine and clearly didn’t even care if it was his son he was damaging. I now had three fingers inside Ethan’s cunt, finger-fucking him and sucking hard on his cock while biting down on his balls intermittently. Ethan continuously squirmed, even as he pushed down on my head and asking for more, like the dirty cunt he was. The bed suddenly bounced as I realised Don’s huge frame had fallen backwards on to it with his son still clamped to his father’s monster cock. It wasn’t long though before he pulled Jermaine up to him with his massive arms and they continued to kiss again, all the time Don worked his fingers into his son. My cock was now leaking copious amounts of precum and I needed to fuck my nephew, so pulling up, I aimed my dick at his well lubed, stretched cunt and rammed straight in. Ethan actually screamed and the audience applauded as I started fucking him hard without letting him catch breath, but Ethan the consummate slut, settled quickly and was moaning in pleasure loudly, causing Don and Jermaine to take in the scene. Now it was their turn to be not outdone and Don lifted his not-in-considerably-well-built son up with ease and negotiated his cock to the entrance of his boy’s cunt. Jermaine lifted himself up and holding his Dad’s cock, lowered himself down on to it slowly, but Don couldn’t wait and once he’d split his sphincter with the head of his monster cock he forced upwards, ramming his huge girth deep into his son’s guts. Now it was Jermaine’s turn to scream and to another round of applause. Both boys were now impaled on cocks and were being fucked hard and after some considerable discomfort for Jermaine he settled quickly too. Don was pile-driving him and already their bodies were pouring with sweat. Mean while I pinched down on Ethan’s nipples making them red raw as I fucked hard and deep. It also seemed as if Don and I were competing to see which of us could inflict the most pain on our kin. After ten minutes or so, I pulled out of Ethan and grabbed him, turning him over on to his front and pulling him towards me, pushing my cock in and fucking him again. I also noticed the crowd were so turned on now that there were guys not only wanking but others had moved off to the four restrained boys strapped to the fuck tables and all four had small queues of guys taking it in turns to rape them, although Ben seemed to have the longest queue. Don withdrew from Jermaine, throwing him onto the bed, and then rising to his feet, he pulled his son towards him. Jermaine’s own substantial erection clearly showed how much he was enjoying be raped by his father. When Don was aligned, he once more forced himself inside his son, fucking him missionary. Jermaine spread his legs high and wide to allow good access. Jermaine and Ethan were on opposite sides of the bed but their heads were level and so started kissing while Don and I fucked them. The audience was clearly enjoying the scene of debauchery, as groans and grunts abounded, and every so often a few sprays of cum spurted on one or another of us as an audience member dumped his load on us. I guess it was testament to our staying power but I wasn’t ready yet and my experience of Don meant I knew he wouldn’t be either. The atmosphere was such a turn on and I began to revel in the heat of the spotlights while bodies emerged into the light to jack off on us and then retreat back into the darkness. Jermaine had been wanking his cock and soon we heard the tell-tale sounds of orgasm as he began to ejaculate amidst loud grunts and heavy breathing. His father also was now literally dripping sweat was equally close, and not to be out done, my balls were also beginning to tingle so I knew I was getting close. Looking up I caught Don’s eye and silently mouthed, “in his mouth.” Don understood, and gave me a quick smile and nod in agreement. Feeling my orgasm building I pulled out and forced Ethan round pushing him on to his back so his head was now directly under my cock. He eagerly opened his mouth while I beat off the last few strokes. Don also pulled out and forced his kid round so Jermaine’s open mouth was directly underneath his Father’s cock. Don and I came within moments of each other, depositing our loads or in the case of Don, oceans of cum into the open and willing mouths of our boys. Applause broke out around us as the boys played with their food on their lips. “Share with Ethan” Don commanded of his son, through heavy breathing. He didn’t need asking twice and both boys were in each-other’s arms in moments kissing and sharing the cum between them while Don and I watched proudly. I put my arm around Don's shoulder and we could hear grunting and groaning in four directions as the other boys continued being bred by cock after cock but looking down at my dirty nephew and Don’s equally slutty son, tonight had been much more than good. It had been fucking amazing. To be continued............................

Last December I hosted a pump and dump session in a motel in San Diego and invited another bottom to share the guys with me. We just communicated with a couple of guys from our Craigslist ad and were expecting a guy to show up soon. Sure enough a guy showed up and opened the door but he looked a bit puzzled. I thought he was shy and didn't know how to approach 2 bottoms at the same time so I said, "Just relax and take your pick." So I just went into position and got ready to be fucked. The guy looked startled and embarrassed at the same time and froze for a few seconds and didn't know how to react. Without saying anything he just left with the door wide open leaving 2 naked gays exposed to the outside for anyone to see. Then after a few seconds he returned and went ahead and closed the door. We were afraid that he was going to report us to the management but then realized we could complain about his trespassing as well. Later we learned that there was a X'mas party going on in the room next door and apparently he wandered off to the wrong room. Either he wound up so traumatized or else he wished that he had gone ahead with fucking both of us and had a better time instead!....lol

That last slap HURT LIKE HELL!!! I cursed at him silently under my breath. But at the same time I was loving his unexpected assaults that seemed deliberate and paced. I don't think he was being forceful without reason. It dawned on me suddenly that I was so spun that his slaps were jolts back to reality. My mind was racing as fast as my heart. I wanted him to hit me again when I realized this and was about to whimper a request when the better part in my mind said to let go and let him control the situation. And as my mind raced off in this tangent, my head cleared up, the sting on my face from his double hits fading off quickly, replaced by the sensation of getting fucked. I was still kneeling on the chair, ass up with Harrison behind me. I blinked rapidly trying to gain focus, turning my head around to see Harrison's form blurring and sharpening, then blurring again until he came into focus. Beads of sweat formed on the top of his bald head, the edge of his scalp tinted in that sickening green haze from the fluorescent lighting overhead. The sweat trailed down his handsome face, settling on his beard, collecting into thicker pools of more sweat, dropping onto my ass as he pummeled me, the sweat running down my crack, settling into my hungry hole adding to what little lubrication was being used. This was all happening or I was imagining it in my current state. I shook my head to get some clarity as Harrison fucked me HARD. "Oh fukkk," Harrison groaned again. He pushed in and out, harder, faster, repeating the rhythm that everything before felt like some demented foreplay. I could only moan, my face slick with my own sweat, pressed against the seat, sliding forward and back on the worn leather. I had to turn away, close my eyes and enjoy the ride. At last, I was getting fucked. Harrison fucked with a great rhythm. He was one of those FFuck buddies I always looked forward to seeing. His long thick cock would slide in slow and take its time, as if examining the space it was entering. And once he was completely inside he would rock back and forth only slightly so that his shaft would pull out beyond my inner second ring. When his cock was past that point he would stop about an inch or so away from it. And then, gently, push back in. Then repeat over and over. My inner ring would dilate and contract at the welcome invasion. It was like some unseen magical massage. I was so spun from his father's constant feeding of Tina from earlier that my hole was more than relaxed and inviting. And yet, there was a slight resistance that I must have subconsciously been providing, but just a bit that Harrison could enjoy the little friction. He loved to fuck like this, this second ring tease, as he adjusted his rhythm from slow and gentle to fast and hard, pounding with such force it was hard to keep up with him as I would moan and grunt. And then he would unexpectedly pull out so fast it would take my breath away, the speed and volume of his shaft exiting my hungry hole. He would pause for a few eternal seconds as he knew its effect on me. I was breathing uncontrollably now, almost whimpering, catching my breath from the earlier action and longing for his cock to return. Instead, he pushed his head along my open hole, rubbing his head along the entrance. But he only did his for mere moments before he entered me completely. It was like the son following the father and his earlier cock head tease at the entrance of my hole except Harrison concentrated on my inner ring. Clearly my heightened state and sensitivity was only making this more exaggerated in my mind. I imagined his shaft inside me like a probe, pushing and pulling into a soft, moist tunnel. All the drugs were making me hallucinate to a certain level that visualizing the fuck as it was occurring seemed so natural to me. Sweat continued to trickle down my face, lubricating my cheek as it slid on the chair, my movements driven by Harrrison's thrusts. My face itched. My senses were so heightened the itch got stronger but I didn't have the energy to move or shift my arms to scratch myself. And as that thought passed inside my head, the itch jumped from my face to my left shoulder blade, annoying me in its sharpness and position, now even more unreachable. Harrison continued to fuck me, the long shaft pulling away from my inner ring, pausing for a millisecond before it would predictably thrust back inside me. I groaned in a combination of ecstasy and sharp pain, as the magnified itch now jumped to the back of my neck, the points of burning sharpness now flaring all over me as if sparks were dancing on a fire, erupting from one place to the next. I wanted so hard to stretch my arms, to scratch at myself but all I could concentrate on was the fucking. I groaned some more. The barber circled around me. I heard his footsteps faintly in the distance as if it were across the shop, on the other side of the avenue. Clearly my mind was playing tricks on my perception as I felt his presence in front of me as he grabbed my very short hair, pulling on it hard, grabbing with that large hand, so violently that my eyes blinked open suddenly. I looked at him questioning and silent, my eyes dazed, staring at him. Saliva drooled out of my mouth in slow motion as a thread of it dripped onto the leather of the chair, mixing with my sweat, glistening. My eyes shifted to the pool of my body's secretions on the seat, the highlights reflecting the sickening green sheen of the fluorescent lighting above. And as if on cue, the light overhead snapped again. Harrison continued to fuck me, so lost into his own pleasure that he barely noticed his father coming in between us, his left hand firmly grabbing my ass, the other hand positioning itself, palm-side-down, pushing hard between us with such force that Harrison fell back suddenly, his cock sliding out of my hole so fast it almost hurt from the speed and the unexpected emptiness. He caught his balance as he fell back, his hard cock bouncing up and down. The itch returned, like wildfire, spreading all over my back, neck and face. My heart raced along. "Get the fuck up Boy," the barber commanded. "You're a tucking mess." He stepped away from me, moving towards the corner. Harrison stepped forward and helped me slowly off the chair, as I stood up, trying to gain my balance and composure, facing the mirror across from us. I was a mess. My face and upper body had hundreds of black, tiny scratches, randomly scattered on my upper body. I blinked and my focus came back, the scratches glistening when my chest expanded and retracted from my fast-paced breathing. The scratches were all my trimmed hairs, stuck on my body from the earlier fucking on the floor with the barber. The heat and my constant sweating made my body like a magnet. The hairs were all over me. "Get your sweet ass over here," he commanded, as he stood by the shampoo sink station on the corner. Harrison helped me over with one hand, the other hand grabbing things from the counter. I stepped forward slowly, my balance was still off from all the drugs, the overwhelming sensations, everything. The barber had turned on the water as it poured down the central faucet on an old stained sink. He grabbed a small face towel from a shelf nearby and soaked it under the faucet and twisted it hard, squeezing the water out of it. He kept the water running as steam floated above, dissipating in the haze of the stiff air in the shop. "Come here," he motioned. I stepped cautiously again, not knowing if he would get unexpectedly violent again. I was now at the chair in front of the sink and turned my body around slowly, about to descend on the seat, when I felt that firm hand on my back. "NO," the hand was applying hard pressure on me that I could not move. "I didn't say you could sit. Stay there. Keep standing and stay still." My breathing became rapid again that all I could do was close my eyes. WACK!!! The slap was familiar and yet new. It wasn't his hand but the towel, moist and HOT. My sensations went into overdrive as the sudden burn of the the moist terry cloth texture slid along my upper back, the weight of the water that hadn't been squeezed out of the scratchy towel made it drop quickly down the center of my back, towards the top of my ass, a streak of fire and heat drawing behind its sudden descent. I gasped, eyes still closed, the burn of the towel mixing with my inner heat that had been building and building inside me and in my hole. He caught the towel before it could fall on the floor and ran it under the faucet again, squeezing the excess water out of it. This time he didn't hit me with it as I felt him place the hot towel on my back, the sudden heat now welcome and soothing as he firmly rubbed it all along my back, cleaning me, wiping away the hundreds of little sharp clipped hairs. He repeated this over and over that the moist roughness of the terry cloth material felt like a million tiny fingers scratching away the burning itch from before. I could only exhale in relief, opening my eyes, focus coming back as I saw Harrison fidgeting by the counter beside me. "Now you can sit," he held the chair as I carefully sat down, looking up at him for reassurance and some silent guidance as I realized the back of the chair was much lower than normal so that my upper body was at a 30° incline when I sat down. The back of my neck touched the cold porcelain of the sink and despite the heat and humidity of the shop, the sudden frigid sensation made me jump a little, almost like the earlier sensation when the sharp razor blade made contact with my sensitive skin around my asshole. His large hand caught me as I jumped up an inch or two and he firmly pushed me down, back on the chair, the back of my neck making contact with the cold, wet surface again. He grabbed the towel, moist and steaming, and placed it on my chest. The suddenness of the heat made me gasp as I swear my heart jumped. But it lasted a mere second as he firmly rubbed the hot towel on my chest and lower torso, cleaning me, wiping the trimmed hairs and the sweat from last few hours. My breathing started to pace back to normal as whatever pleasurable tension seemed to melt away. I stared straight up at the ceiling noticing the darkness seemed to gather at this corner. I saw his face loom overhead, a look of fondness mixed with disdain stared back at me. I felt the hot water now at the top of my head as his large hand appeared in the foreground, getting larger and larger as it approached, falling out of focus as I closed my eyes, the heat of the water, cupped by his hand, now pouring on my forehead. I felt Harrison grab my legs and lift them from the floor, spreading them wide as he rested my thighs on the arms of the chair. My ass was now exposed as I suddenly felt his cock enter me with such force that my head fell further back on the sink, hot water splashing on my face. The barber's large hand now poured the water on my head so I couldn't open my eyes. He washed away what hairs were on my cheeks, nose, my entire face. I felt a sudden burning inside me and realized Harrison had coated his cock with more Tina, providing a special delivery booty bump. He pushed in deep coating my inner tunnel then pulled out at the entrance of the second ring and gyrated his hips clockwise and counter-clockwise, making sure to coat my insides thoroughly. The heat inside me started to build quickly, that familiar burn magnifying that I realized he gave me a large amount of crystal with his feeding. It was slightly scary as I felt so drugged up already. It was also quite beautiful as that familiar wave started taking over me, wiping away whatever minor apprehension I was holding inside me, my legs spreading more, silently offering an invitation. My head relaxed, descending further into the sink. I could feel the water around the back of my head, a pool of warm water accumulating in the bowl. My eyes were still closed, now favoring the comfort of the warm water around my head and the other heat emanating from my hungry manhole. My head lowered another inch that I could feel water entering my ears. I could only hear the echo of the water from the faucet splashing around my head, the sound dulled and softened as if audio could blur. I felt the weight of my head increase as if my mass had suddenly doubled, my head sinking further under the water, warm liquid now entering my nostrils. His firm hand scooped me up from the back of my head and lifted me above the water's surface. I blinked my eyes open suddenly, coughing uncontrollably as I had taken water in through my nose. I blinked rapidly again, seeing his face, large and over me, the earlier look now replaced with silent lust and momentary concern. "Now open your mouth, and take several deep big breaths," he instructed. The brown bottle of poppers appeared, open and held by his other hand. He tilted my head up at an angle for me to do as he instructed. I looked into his eyes, blinked again, the heat of the water around my wet head comforting me, the heat in my hole taking over me. I sucked on the tip of the bottle without my lips touching the glass. "Do more," he instructed. I breathed in deep several times and closed my eyes. A second elapsed. My head descended, now weightless, back into the water, liquid filling my ears as I felt his firm hand guide me, control me, its strength now mixed with flowing water, making his hand soothing, relaxing. His other hand, now free, touched the bridge of my nose and pinched it tight as my entire head was now under the surface of the water. The sink was now filled with the warm soothing water and all I could hear was that blur I was imagining in my head. The sound of the water cascading from the faucet, splashing on the collected pool in the basin of the sink was creating what sounded like soft, rounded echoes. It was only magnified in my heightened state. I had taken deep breaths as he had instructed so being immersed completely under the water's surface was not alarming. On the contrary, it was soothing. It didn't hurt that the massive booty bump had now taken effect, rising from between my legs, climbing up my torso and washing over the rest of my upper body in the same way small tides of hot water washed over my sunken face. I breathed slowly and methodically, the poppers hits now adding an extra layer of sensation. I was breathing in and out of my throat, recycling what oxygen I had inhaled with the large hits of poppers, reusing the chemically-infused air that I could sense my head getting lighter and lighter. In between my legs the thrusting got heavier and more rapid, harder, more violent. I could feel my head rocking back and forth, the back of my neck sliding against the wet porcelain of the sink, the top of my head banging against the other edge. Hot water splashed all around me, hitting me on the neck and upper chest, sudden shock waves of liquid heat so hot it felt like a volcano exploding lava around me. And I was finally getting fucked. No more cockhead tease. No more inner ring massage. This was the real thing. Harrison fucked hard and rapid, random in his rhythm that my hole could not anticipate the next move. And everything felt so open and relaxed as if I were backfloating on the Pacific Ocean, warm waves washing over me. I felt my head sink further into the water, moving slightly from side to side and back and forth as Harrison continued to fuck me hard. My neck relaxed even more so my head titled further back that I could feel my chin rise from the water's surface. The sensation on my hole was nothing but pleasure, a vessel to receive what was entering it without restriction. His cock fucked me furiously as I lost sense of time, riding it and the waves I was floating on. And somehow in these long, eternal seconds I was still breathing from my earlier inhale. But then that oxygen ran its course and I instinctively felt the need to breathe. The barber's firm hands were still keeping my head under the water, the weightlessness now quickly fading as I tried to push up to the surface for air. He sensed my sudden anxiety and kept his firm hand pinching on my nostrils in place, pushing my head down with force so I could not get to the surface of the water. My eyes instinctively opened, blinking rapidly, stung by the heat of the water, a sudden panic taking over me. I closed my eyes in defense and tried to force my head up in vain. His hand was too strong. And in between my legs, another force, hard and continuous was causing a contrasting situation. Harrison's furious fucking was mixing with my heightening panic that the pleasure seemed to be folding into a strange sense of pain. And yet, I was enjoying this new evolving ache that was beyond my measure. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster and I could swear I heard it under the water, muted and softened in that strange echo. I tried to move my arms in protest but even that was in vain as Harrison held me down while he continued to fuck me hard with abandon. An all too familiar blackness suddenly surrounded me. My head and body now seemed weightless, sinking. The echo of the sounds under water seemed distant now, fading off beyond reach, like a vanishing whisper, muted by unseen shadows. F A L L I N G . Oh no. Not this again...

Rested and ready for more cock after getting 7 loads the night before, I had this 19 y.o. black stud coming to my place with his 9x7" cock! I was already lubed, naked and ready lying on my bed with my front door unlocked. He came in, stripped, semi hard with big, bull balls ready to be drained! He straddled my face and began face fucking and finger banging me. When he was nice and hard, he pinned my knees behind my head, slid that monster inside me balls deep and fucked me hard for an hour and came 3 times. My legs started to go numb when he flipped me over on my stomach and plowed me for another 30 minutes before blowing his last load deep inside me. I was dripping wet when he did me a solid and sucked my cock and swallowed my load. Three big black cocks in a weekend! Memorable!

(The boys and men of the the brotherhood and dirty old man Nate) His friend took James' place and bred my hole once or twice before he told me to get dressed and he was taking me back. I didn't have time to clean my hole so I felt like I could smell cum all over my body. Soon as we walked down the street, I found out that I actually did smell like cum as some boys pointed it out to me as I passed by them. Finally I one boy grabbed me and led metro the alley way and wasted no time to fuck and dumped his cum in my already cum filled hole. That was the start of a long hard breeding session as little by little blk boys and men came to breed my hole one after another. Sometimes I got two in my hole at he same time. At first, I checked out the guys before they started to fuck. But as I got more cum filled, my mind was filled with more sexual hunger and wanted all the cocks I could get. Finally Robert got hold of one of the boys and asked him to bring me to his house. So he led me to Roberts place after he bred my hole. As Roberts door opened, I felt at ease to be back with him. And this made my body relax too much as nasty cum started to run out of me in heavy volume. It wet my shorts and my legs as started to run on to the floor. Robert called for Matt and told him to take me to Nate and closed the door after us. Now I felt lost as I walked behind this scary yet sexy man. Yesterday I felt so loved as I was James' whore and now I felt so dirty and so low. Finally we reached some seedy rundown building site and walked over the pile of dirt and broken fence til we found a group of homeless men. As I looked around, I saw two black men and a white young man. They all had very little clothes on this very hot summer night. They weren't very attractive and frankly one of the black man was quite repulsive looking. But they all had big sized man cocks bigger than most that fucked me tonight. And the ugly man had the largest by far. Matt pushed me down on the concrete rubble and started to slap me hard like last time. Familiar feeling of fear and respect rose in me. He shoved his cock in me with one push and as my body shook with pain and fear, he invited the guys to come and take his gift fit them. They wasted no time and started to beat and rape my body with their stinky hard cock and filled my holes with piss and cum. I was surprised at the young white boy's strength as I was fucked by black boys only for few weeks now. As he fucked me and beat me up, I was realizing that he could be handosme if he cleaned up right. And shortly after his first cum, I was whimpering " I love you" to him. It seem to fuel his violent side as he started to beat me more and used more force when he raped my holes. As his cock seemed to grow bigger and harder, I assumed he enjoyed my confession of love for him. Whenever my mouth wasn't being used, Matt fed me some drugs. Pills, bottles of gas to inhale, a pipe etc. I kept on taking everything as he fed them to me. Matt stayed with us til he came over my face. He stood over me and sprayed my whole body with his piss before he left. My new white boy lover started to spray his piss on my body over my matts piss. They laughed and " the last one to mark him with piss gets to own him" and started to piss little at a time to last. Their piss and their body was reeking and soon I was smelling the same way. I was covered in piss and cum and some blood as my soft skin was being ripped and cut from the bottles, cement etc. but I didn't complain to them as they showed no slowing down of their abuse. It was the worst when the old man Nate and white boy finally succeeded in double fucking me since their combined smell was really foul. I think I passed out at one point and woke up with both of them still inside of me even after their piss and cum ran down all over both of them. My white boy seem to got his violence out of him as his handling of me was more passionate. But Nate was still very violent. I stayed with them for days. My white homeless boy was my lover as he slept above me whenevr nares cock left my hole alone. Nate kept his huge cock inside of me mostof the time and his huge cock never slipped out of me cuz he was still bigger soft than most men hard. I was filled with bates piss and cum for days. And as he fucked me on the ground near his went to bathroom, I also had some of his shit on me as well. Now I unsderstood why men like James would t want my dirty nasty body any more. And was grateful to have Nate and the white boy for fuckign me. Finally Matt picked me up and took me to a car wash to rinse off the filth before he stated to drive me back to NYC.

Robert's Place.... Josh walked in front of me barely covering his naked body with a pair of shorts. I followed Josh dressed as little as he did. As we walked down the streets of Philly barely dressed, we met gazes of few men hanging out on the street. For some odd reason, we didn't see many women. James opened the door to an old house and we quickly followed in. It was pitch dark so I couldnt see anything. I stood by the door til a hand grabbed my hair and pushed me down. I heard metalic click then a hand felt my body around til he found my neck and put a chain around it. Then I started to crawl in the darkness as I was pulled by the chain around my neck. It felt like we were walking on a downward slope til we stopped and old school lantern was lit up. It was just 3 of us, James Josh and me. Then a loud noise started deeper in the darkness and the lights started to come on all over the place. It wasn't bright but gave enough light to see that we were on the basement of some home either being built or being turned down as the floor board of first floor was mostly gone. But the outer walls looked new and strong. There were lots of metal pipes and wooden poles that were supporting some odd things. From the darkness, Jam, Sam and Robert emerged and I felt my body being hit with a wave of lust at the sight of them. Josh must have had the same experience, as I saw him crawl to their feet and begged them for their cocks. Robert told him to help everyone out of clothes. I started to help Josh and started to take clothes off of James as I marveled at his youthful yet manly body. His semi hard cock was even bigger up close and his balls hung low and heavy. I couldn't help but stuck my tongue and licked his skin a bit before I moved to Jam to help his clothes off. Jam was rock hard by the time I got to his briefs and he was huge probably the largest of them. And just like the rest of his body, his cock was dark and shiny. As I started to lick around his dark foreskin, I tasted his precum and sweat and some other things that tasted like men. The more I tasted him, the hungrier I got. as I licked his head all over, his huge gigantic cock started to get even bigger to reveal his red head underneath all blackness. As I held up his cock and stared at it, I was fearful of its size. He must sensed it as he told me that I will learn to take it eventually. Now that all four of them were naked standing over me and Josh, I stayed on Jam and tried to take as much of his cock as I have done with others. James pulled me off and fed me the bong and told me hold my breathe and take as much of cock before releasing the smoke. I did that few times as I was told and found myself taking more of Jam into my throat and after few hits of poppers Jam fed to my nose, I was down to his balls. Then both James and Jam held my head and wrapped their fingers around my neck. My neck felt thin being stretched with a huge african monster cock from inside and the tight grips of their big fingers wrapping around. Jam and James yelled "look up" and as I looked up, I felt Jam's cock pushing out streams of hot liquid down into my body. James whispered "swallow pig" and I did. Jam pissed so much that inspite of my hard swallows, some started to filled my other cavities like my nostrils. But I continued swallowing as my face was now covered with piss, mucus and spit. Jam's piss had a very strong scent and it drove me crazy. As Jam pulled out of me, he took a marker and wrote on my forehead and took pictures. From far away, I could see Josh drinking Roberts piss as Robert worked on his computer. As James approached me, Robert yelled and the everything around me turned on to reveal myself on the floor. There were projections of cameras from different angles and I was the main focus. Josh came over to me and whispered "Now it's your turn" and started to kiss me as the butt plug was pulled out of me. It was yanked out of me so hard that I saw some blood on the plug. But the pain ebbed away as fingers rubbed all around my hole. I actually became quite numb at the opening of my hole. I felt some liquid drip down my thighs and Josh started to lick them all up. As he returned to kiss me, I tasted cum. The smell turned me on and I started to moan to Josh. Josh stood over me and started to lower himself til his cock was inside of me and started to pump in and out of my hole as he released his bladder into me. James held my body up just so that my open hole would be directly below josh. When Josh stopped pissing and fucking me, James slammed into me. He was only semi hard but my muscle was super relaxed that he entered without much problem. As I felt his balls rest on my butt, I saw Josh being led out by someone other than the four since they all stood over me. Jam started to piss more over me and I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of it as I was told by James. James was sweet and placed his hands over my eyes so it won't get into my eyes. After few jerks, James' cock started to get harder and bigger. He then filled with piss deep inside of my bowl. I used to my stomach muscle to carry his piss deeper into my body. Then Sam started to push his hard cock next to James'... after few unsuccessful push, Sam used to his finger instead and kept on rubbing some cream over and over til i felt a bit numb and he was able to push his cock alongside James' When he was half way in he started to piss and pump in and out of me. I felt pain and cried but James had me locked so I couln't even move an inch. As Sam continued his pumping, he was entering deeper and deeper into me. James put his lips on my ear and told me how good I felt. And he told me to take it like a man for him even if it hurts. As Sam fucked me vigorously pulling all the way out and slamming it in, lots of liquid splashed all over and saw some blood in it as well. James told me to look at the screens and I first saw myself. I was amazed at how my slim muscle butt was taking cocks as thick as my whole body. Then I saw blood but soon comforted by James telling me not to worry about blood since it's natural for a virgin to bleed. And he told me he loved me for me giving up my virgin hole to him and his friends. I told him I love him few times before I couldn't talk any more. Few minutes later, Jam sat over my head resting his cock and balls on my face. I hungrily used my tongue to guide his cock down into my mouth. His big balls covered more than half of my face and as he picked up his pace, his balls started to hit my face as they landed heavily on my face. When Jam got really hard, Sam and Jam switched places. James still kept his cock buried deep in me and stayed hard as ever. Jam was quite bigger than Sam so the whole fucking had to be rougher. I loved painful fucking by now. Jam started to slap my ass hard as Sam started to slap my face. James continued his whispers but gradually he was becoming more aggressive as well as he told me that I was born to serve him and his friends. As they took turns fucking me hard along James' hard cock, pain started to come back and my hole startedt to close up but as Jam fucked me with brute force, my hole got ripped open. Jam pulled out completely and they brought another frozen cum and rubbet it all over my ripped skin. It stung but I bit hard and took it like a man as James told me. Shortly after the frozen cum insertion, Jam bred me for the first time that night. It was so hot to feel stream of cum shot into me rather than melting out of me. I was hooked after Jam and begged James to breed me as well. When Sam started to cum in me, James started to shoot cum as well and for some reason, I felt more pleasure from James' cum since I felt more emotion for James at this point. Sam and Jam took over the filming and gave Robert a chance at me. James was still hard as ever and still deep inside o fme after the first cum. Robert told James to put me on a swing and I was lifted up in the air by James. James was pretty much same size as me yet he was way stronger than me. As he dropped me on the sling, my body moved away from him and his cock popped out of me but the swing moved back on time to impale me on his cock before my hole closed up. This made me jump and squeel with new kind of feeling.

I disagree. The brilliance of BNSkin was the way you could bounce between user profile and the topics they had contributed to. Click the person's name in a forum discussion, it took you to their full profile (background on who had written the comment), including links to the five most recent comments they had made to the forums. Click on those, and you were back in a forum discussion. That navigation made the flow fluid and kept you hanging around, bouncing between profiles and discussions. I wish this stire had more fully developed profiles and added that kind of easy flow.

I can see your point, but I think that it is also true of what the party scene can be like. As the author states, during his last hit, he realized it was too much, etc. For those who are on the fence about whether they want to try pnp, this could be a good warning. For those who have partied, maybe they see some of themselves in this and can heed the warning. I know when I party, I talk too much. And I can't do a damned thing about it.