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Went back to visit the big Pakistani guy who ive seen a couple of times now. Every time Ive left with at least 4 loads in me from his friends. Today he told me he had a surprise for me and when I got to his house he had his 3 sons and 2 nephews in the room. they all were in their early 20s and good looking lads so I was in for a good time. As per usual I was stripped naked and put on the bed. some lube was applied and we were of and running. There was no messing about from these lads and straight away a cock was forced up me. As I was being fucked I noticed the Dad was filming with a very proffesional looking camera but my mind was taken off this when one of the lads started to suck my cock. The lad who was up me came pretty quickly and I got a full load of his Asian seed up me. He replaced his uncle behind the camera and I got his fat cock stuffed in my mouth. I was then placed on all fours and then They started to roast me. I was gripped by the hips as another brown cock was pushed up me and the owner started thrusting it in as far as it would go. This went on for a good hour and Ive lost count of how many loads were blown up me. To finish, one of the sons climbed onto my throbbing cock and let me fill his lovely brown arse full of my white seed. it must have taken some guts to let your family see a white man spunking up you but they all seemed happy. The Old man has said he will be sending the vid of me to his relatives and they can come and use me when they wish. iam quite happy with that.

This morning in Las Vegas construction site. Near my condo, a new set of condo buildings are being built. Over the past couple of weeks I have been cruising 3 Mexican laborers. They have watched me and talked about me as i watch them. I would stroke my ass thru my shorts or rub my crotch. They usually jabber to each other quietly as they continue to work. This morning I was out of bed at 5am and showered and douched thinking i would go to the ABS and then noticed that the 3 Mexican workers were already outside of the new condo construction . Very early and no other workers around. I put on some very loose clothes and opened my garage door and wandered out past the construction. All 3 of them got out of their truck snd ducked into the construction building. One was clearly visible and when i got close, motioned for me to come inside. Once inside, 2 of the 3 had their cocks out and stroking. Uncut. Hairy and hard. THEY were all over me. In broken English 1 asked me if my pussy was nice. I dropped my sweatpants and exposed my pussy to them. I got 3 loads of Mexican babies inside my pussy. As i left the building the oldest one said to me he needs pussy everyday to make him work better. Looking forward to tomorrow morning!

BBRTS top I’ve met a few times bred me last week. Always the same , I get a date and time and only reply yes or no. Last week was a yes. So at the agreed time I was wearing a hoodie and jockstrap... that’s it. Hood up and in a cruisy wood near where I work. There is a fallen tree that I have to be waiting at, bent over and hooded. He arrives silently and first I know is a cock entering me. He gets into his rhythm and usually lasts about 10 mins before he empties his load in me. Love it. This time when we was done he told me to stay in position - of course I obeyed and I was rewarded with a second cock. Presumably he had been watching and wanking as he didn’t last long., like 3 minutes. Still, a load is a load. Love it

Decided to be a gloryhole slut yesterday so went to Fat Cobra. Pretty quickly caught the eye of this younger tall blonde top, who went into a booth adjoining the one I was standing next to. I went in, and within 30 seconds his cock came through the hole. Not a huge cock but could tell he was aggressive. Got him nice and hard, poppered myself up, and turned around to sit on his dick. Right away he started hammering me. He was obviously in a hurry because he only pulled his pants down a little bit, so his belt buckle was hitting the wall in the same cadence as him pounding my ass. After a couple more bucks in, he blew his load. Wasn’t super verbal but everyone could tell that he was loading my ass up. He left and was immediately replaced by another top. Guess the belt buckle banging gave it away that I was taking loads. I had no idea who this person was or what they looked like, but it wasn’t long before I felt their cock enter me. Average dick. He didn’t last long and was pretty quiet but made some noise when he loaded me up. No words and he took off. Left enough cum in me that I felt it running out of my ass a bit. He was replaced by another guy with a super thick cock that got me moaning and continuously inhaling my poppers. He just shoved it all the way in with one stroke. Fucked me a while and then pulled out and tapped me on the ass. Said he was out of money and wanted to come to my booth. I pulled up my hood to keep it totally anon and unlocked my door. Bent over a bit so I could service cocks that came in the hole while he was fucking me. He came in and quickly slide back inside me. Fucker nailed me for a good long time. I sucked a couple curious cocks that came in and out of the hole but I think both were tweakers because they couldn’t get hard. Eventually the guy got more aggressive as he got closer. Spanked my ass and started moaning in Spanish. He put his arm around my neck and held me in place as he held poppers up to my nose. Loudest fucker of the night when he finally shot. Stayed in me holding me still for a while too. When he pulled out his thick cock coming out pulled out the other loads and I had cum running down the back of my thigh. I stayed bent over until he left. No idea who the fuck he was but it was the best fuck I’ve had all month. He was my 107th top and 172nd load for 2018. I’d take his load anytime.

After a few years into my relationship, i started looking on gay websites (good old gaydar). I got a huge rush from doing what I wasn't supposed to be doing. No harm done though, after all, looking is not cheating. I did feel guilty to start with, but it slowly were off and I found myself doing it more frequently. Chatting to guys was a huge turn on, arranging to meet was very exciting. Most guys were quite happy arranging that vague meeting...later...that neither of us would ever check back with each other and so it would never happen. But eventually, I would come across genuine guys that were up for it for real. I always felt guilty having to make an excuse as I did not really have the courage to meet. Sometimes, I told the truth, specially if the guy was really nice. Other times, it was easier to ghost (Yes I have done that), or find some silly excuse. Over time, I started to need more than just chatting. The thrill was in arranging a meeting. I m not proud of this, but I arranged three meetings I didn't turn up to, I just watched the guy from a safe distance (terrible, I know). Things started to change after an occasional encounter. I went on holiday with my partner to Sitges. We were both sunbathing on the gay part of the beach (not the nudist beach). I was 28 back then, my partner was 32. We had been together for 5 years. Sex was starting to slow down between us. I spotted this guy lying a few meters from us. He was reading a book written in French on the cover. He was in his upper forties. Light brown hair. He had a good body, not muscly, but lightly defined. I guess he caught me looking, he smiled. I smiled too. My smile encouraged him to put his hand on his cock. He was wearing read swimming shorts. They were short and not very tight. I kept on smiling, and licking my lips at that stage. He run his fingers across his now hard cock to show me he was hard. My partner was lying next to me, facing the other way. The guy motioned trying to ask if he could come and lie next to me. I signalled No!! With my fingers. I also pointed to the guy next to me and to the ring on my finger. He laughed and put his tongue out. He pointed to his ringless finger. And pulled faces suggesting I was naughty. He then took his hand to the inside of his legs and let his hard cock peek through the side. He used his book to make sure the show was just for me. His cock was nice, about 7 inches and uncut. I was hard and dripping pre cum in my Speedos. I felt as if my body was on fire. I was literally burning in desire, lust. He started to signal that we should go somewhere. It was my first time in sitges and I had no clue of where to go. I was also scared he didn't understand my situation and would give it away. My partner turned to me to sunbathe another side. He covered his cock and looked cool. We could no longer flirt or try to communicate with that set up. He moved, so he would escape my partner line of sight. I switched sides with my partner to be able to see him. He signalled that he was going to walk and I should follow. I was so horny by then, I said ok. He stood up and started walking towards the restaurant at the beach front. I said to my partner that I needed the toilet and would be back in a bit. I followed him to the restaurant, when we were away from my partner's line of sight he came to talk to me. I panicked and didn't talk, just asked him to follow me. I rushed towards the men's toilet but before getting there I saw the disabled toilet and went in. He followed me there and locked the door. My heart was racing, I was so worried my partner would find out. I said a weird hello, he said something in French and reached for my cock. I reached for his and he pulled his shorts and my Speedos down. His cock felt hard and hot in my hand. I said I didn't have much time. He said 'taste' and pointed to his cock. I went for it... it tasted salty but nice. He got me up, I said I needed to go. Even tho I was so horny, I was truly scared. It was irrational, but I was worried my partner would be outside the bathroom door (He was not). He turned me to the wall and got close behind me. I knew where this was going but I was sure it would not, it could not happen. There was no time. Yet, I didn't try to get out of his way. I bent forward and pulled my cheeks apart with my hands (profile pic is me by the way). My saliva got his cock to slip through my cheeks getting his cock head close to my ass. His foreskin rolled back allowing him to go further. When his cock head pushed up against my ass lips I let go of my cheeks and started wanking. It felt great, but I came very quickly then froze and I tightened my ass lips denying him entry. He was trying hard... but so was I. This game only lasted about a minute, but I can safely say I truly enjoyed every second of it. I think I only managed to hold him off because he had no lube and my ten seconds suck didn't get him wet enough. After he reached my ass lips, we were pretty much dry humping. That was, until he came, right in between my ass cheeks... right up against my ass lips. I honestly cannot get over the feeling. This experience has deeply influenced my sex life. I thought we were done when he started to sound like he was going to cum. It was nice having his hard cock teasing my ass, trying to get in. I was ready to go. He was pushing really hard up against my ass when I felt the first squirt - It was warm. He pulled back slightly and squirted again. That felt slimey pulling back, the warm squirt felt good. He pushed his cock against my ass. How easy his cock slid between my cheeks caught me off guard. It took a lot of clenching to keep him out, I felt I had to defend his slippery assaults. I mostly did! In no time his cum was running down my legs. I quickly dried my legs. I asked him to hide behind the door and I left. He left the toilet a few minutes later. I led next to my partner. He led a few metres away from us. That was the first time I went further than chatting. I am thinking of posting other adventures. Let me know what you guys think... also feel free to share your own cheating experiences.

So I have always played safe when fucking guys but the last time I played things changer... here is what happened. i am a bi male who has always bottomed for guys but I got the itch to top. I had been chatting with a guy for awhile on Grindr and we had been exchanging stories and how we got into fucking guys. He had a girlfriend that had convinced him to bottom for a cock and I had a wife who would let me play. He was looking for someone to fuck him and was ok with condoms. He sent me his address and I drove to his house. Feeling anxious and nervous about my first time topping a guy I Almost backed out and turned around. This was new territory for me, I had always been the bottom and luckily he opened the door as I was about to leave. He invited me in to his house and lead me to his bedroom. As I followed him I realized he was in his underwear and a t-shirt, I could see his bubble butt outlined and I instantly got hard walking down the hallway. Once we entered his bedroom he layed down on his back on the bed and proceeded to slowly wiggle out of his underwear. Still no words had been said, enough had been said by his actions and I began to strip, feeling my lust to fuck grow in my balls. He reached over to some coconut oil and began greasing himself as I finished stripping. I threw some condoms on the bed and I knew that I was going to fuck him. once undressed I crawled over him and laid on top of feeling his greased cock against my unlubed cock. He rubbed his hand along my cock and I realized he was lubing my cock with the coconut oil. I took my bare cock and slowly rubbed it up and around his cock and balls and slowly trailed it to his pussy. I allowed my cock to slide up and down his crack and my cock engorged more so than ever before. Knowing it was time to fuck his ass, I picked up a condom and slowly rolled it on. I never have had to wear a condom with my wife as she was on the pill and the feeling of being wrapped was an odd sensation to begin with. Luckily I stayed hard and then pointed my cock to his anus and slowly pushed it in. From our previous chats, I knew he was anal virgin for cocks, he had had some dildos in him, but this was his first time. I knew from experience that I would have to go slow and let him relax. After a couple mins of slowly working my tip into him I started to go soft. I realized I was not having enough sensation to stay hard and so I pulled my cock completely out and slipped off the condom. I slapped my cock on his balls and I could see he knew my problem, our eyes met and he nodded, I then slipped my bare cock into his ass for the first time and I became instantly hard. I had never felt such an sensation. His ass ring was so much more tight than I remembered from just a minute ago, but I knew he was more relaxed than before. I slipped my cock in deeper thinking that I would lossoen him up slip on the condom. I knew that being unwrapped was a risk but I wanted to fuck so badly. I figured once I got going i could slip one on and finish my load in him. He slowly opened up and I realized it was time to slip the condom on and that is when I realized that the condoms had been thrown off the bed and I could no longer reach them without stopping. I knew if I stopped I would be back in the same boat as before and so I kept going instead. The pace of our fucking picked up until I was furiously pounding at his hole and I felt the swell of my load churn inside. Finally I said my first words to him, ‘I am CUMMING!” and a second later I felt my orgasm hit and my load launch into his virginal hole. I pulsed a large load for a good minute experiencing one of the grestest orgasms I had ever had. I stayed in him until I felt myself softening and I kissed him on the lips as I finished pulling out. looking down I realized he too had came and I saw all his load layered between us. We both collapsed and laid back chatting about the experience. Now I am pretty sure I would never want to fuck wrapped again but I know I have to play safe...

Teach Me How to Breed Back in college, I was dating a really sexy guy who had a voracious sex drive. He’d spend nearly every night in my dorm room. We played, safe, several times a day. He was a real stickler about playing wrapped, so much so that he’d make me wrap up before giving me head since I was such a heavy precummer. I tolerated it because he was just so sexy. Short, latin, with an incredible bubble butt and no gag reflex. I never got cum near his holes, but I fucked him hard every chance we got. Then, when on a school trip, I hooked up with a guy from another school and we fooled around bareback. We sucked each others’ dick, and I topped him. Raw. It was a first for me. Sliding my cock into the guy’s silky butthole felt unbelieveably exciting, and, while I could usually fuck for quite some time before blowing, going raw made me cum pretty quickly. I apologized to the guy for cumming inside him without asking but he just shrugged saying "No big deal. It happens all the time." Apparently not only had I cheated, I had cheated raw with a guy who took a lot of unwrapped cock. When I got back to school I told my boyfriend everything. Instead of being angry he was incredibly turned on, and asked if I knew the guy’s status. 'No' I shook my head. He went wild, tore off my clothing and for the first time sucked my cock without a condom. Of course my precum oozed down his throat. Pausing, my boyfriend asked "Did the guy look sick?" Again I replied 'No'. With that my boyfriend dropped this pants and sucked me, pausing to ask further questions about the guy, most notably "Did he have any marks that might suggest he was carrying a disease?" I just kept shaking my head and he kept going farther until he had me on my back with my spit-lubed cock pointing straight up. He lowered himself down onto my raw dick and, of course, I came nearly immediately. My boyfriend was upset that I’d cum so soon, but thrilled that he’d taken his first load of cum. His ass just felt too good, and I didn’t have a whole lot of experience fucking raw. He sat on my deflating cock as he jerked himself off and shot a huge load all over my chest. The next night, my boyfriend told me that he’d gotten an app on his phone and exchanged pics with a few guys. He told me that he’d invited a stranger to my dorm room for a little lesson. Minutes later, a muscled older man knocked on my door and my boy ran to let him in. They kissed in front of me, and I was incredibly hard immediately. The guy shook my hand and told why me he was there. ‘Your boy tells me you’ve just started fucking raw and you can’t last as long as he’d like.’ I explained that he’d gotten used to me fucking him wrapped up and the lack of sensitivity made me last much longer. He snickered and got undressed. A massive black cock plopped out of his pants and I saw a biohazard tattoo on his left pec. He pointed to it and asked me if I knew that that mean. I didn’t. He told my boy to go to the bathroom to clean himself out and get ready for a fuck that would change his life. My boy went to the shower and the guy whispered to me, ‘I’m POZ. And soon you guys will be too. If you’re fucking raw, it’s only a matter of time.’ My head reeled but my cock was rock hard and dripping. When my boy came out glistening from his shower, I told him maybe we’d be better off playing safe. He shook his head and dropped to his knees in front of the man’s dick. My boy spread his ass cheeks and told me to ‘breed him!’ I was so naïve, I didn’t know what that meant. With my boy bobbing up and down on his cock, the man chuckled and explained to me what breeding meant. I ate my boy’s ass as he moaned on the man’s cock and then slid in. I fucked him gently for a minute or two, trying not to cum too soon. The man told my boy to spin around so he could have a crack as his ass. His dick was bigger than mine, but good a wet from the blowjob, and I had drooled a lot of precum into his ass. ‘I’m going to slide into your pussy nice and slow, but them I’m gonna pound you!’ My boy nodded and then swallowed my cock savoring his ass juices. The man eased his monster into my boy’s ass saying, ‘nice pussy, boy. I’m gonna open you up, and breed you good!’ My boy moaned his assent and started gobbling on my cock. I had to pull out of his mouth a few times to keep from cumming. Eventually, I took a big step backwards so I was just out of reach. I could have shot my load just watching this POZ black stranger own my boy’s ass. ‘SWITCH!,’ he ordered, and my boy went down hungrily on the man’s dick. I slid right in and pounded as hard as I could as long as I could. ‘I’m gonna cum! Gonna breed you!,’ I shouted. He threw his head back panting, ‘YES! YES! YES! FILL ME UP!’ That sent me over the edge, and I creamed deep in my boy’s guts. The guy spun my boy around and slid inside. He pounded my boy hard for a few more minutes saying, ‘I’m proud you lasted this long! Gonna add my nut to his pussy! Breeding him good!’ He pistoned his hips and came deep in my boy, filling him up so much that there was a cummy ‘plop’ when he pulled out. My boy and I both suckled his cock clean and then he got dressed to leave. ‘Hope you guys both learned something valuable today…,’ he said as he closed the door letting himself out. My boy and I laid in a cummy sweaty pile of sheets on the bed and I lazily fingered his hole. I told him I was turned on by and very proud of him. He grinned. I asked him why he decided to take the plunge and start taking raw POZ cock. He looked confused and frightened. I told him about the guy’s tattoo. He hadn’t known what it meant and didn’t ask. He opened his phone and showed me the conversation with the guy starting with his profile pic, clearly showing his chest and tattoo. There was even a plus sign in the guy’s name, a clear sign that he was POZ. My Boy: Hey stud. Nice tattoo. The Man: Thanks. You a bottom? My Boy: Yes. Just started fucking bareback. The Man: BB is BEST. My Boy: It’s so good, in fact, that my boyfriend can’t last very long without a condom. The Man: Sounds like you need some more experienced raw cock for a good breeding. My Boy: Ooh. That would be fun. Think you can make me and my boyfriend more like you? The Man: Fuck yeah. Open your pussy for us both and I’ll breed you good, lubed up with his cum. My Boy: That sounds hot. The Man: It will be. It’ll change you life forever. Bound to happen sooner or later, might as well be me who teaches you to take cum. My boy realized what he’d asked for, and sat quiet for a minute. Then he shrugged and said, ‘I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later…’ And again, I was rock hard. I flipped my boy onto his back and slid into his stretched-out cummy hole. I could feel the loads sloshing around in his guts, but I took my time and lasted the longest ever, fucking that POZ cum even deeper inside.

Night before last, 7 loads in my ass. Hotel room

Chapter 3 Carl passed me a shot, I quickly swallowed it and shivered as the straight scotch burned its way down my throat. "I think before you suck me you need to get your ass up on the bed and let carl taste your hole while is see if my mates are free at the moment. Unlock your computer then jump up and get your ass in the air, sound ok?" said patrick. I guess it was a question but he said it in a way that there wasn't really much option to disagree. In the back ground Carl had shucked his shirt and jeans. He was commando. He giant ebony cock was already hard and it glinted with a ladder of 5 sets of piercings running up across the top of his cock. I'd seen them under the knob but these were priced across the loose skin on the top. Clearly his ample foreskin had given them room to implant them where others would have struggled. " You heard him baby, get up there and let me taste that white neg ass", Carl was a yank. And his thick southern accent only made me weaker. I unlocked my computer, dropped my boxers and climbed up onto the bed on all fours. Spreading my legs and feeling the cool hair brush past my hole. Carl wasted little time coming up behind me to gently tease my ring with his fingers. Gliding them gently over the hairless puckered surface. Spreading my sheeck he leaned forward and painted his mouth bang on my puckers and started to noisily lick and slurp my hole. In my already drunken state it started to send me crazy. My hard cock hanging down between my legs was dripping, i stroked it a few times but my god his tongue was doing amazing things that just got me too close to blowing. In the background i could hear Patrick clicking away typing, i looked over my shoulder to see him messaging someone on BBRT. "How long since you been fucked baby?" asked carl as he gently teased just my ass lips with the tips of his fingers. " About 8 weeks, he was a semi regular, pretty small only about 5 inches" "And how long since you've had a cock like mine or Patti's?" "I don't think I've ever had once your size", I tried to remember as Carl resumed his masterful work on my hole. "My ex was the biggest i've had he was about 7 inches but no where near as thick as you, He tore me though just not preparing me" I had started to slur and probably should have stopped talking. "It turned me on him summing in me, he liked to say he busted my cherry, he always used condoms though. I want on prep, but i stopped. I guess i should have kept going, i mean maybe we shouldn't.." "Shhh.." Patrick had appeared at my side and slid his jockstrap down . It was bigger than the pictures. The uncut knob was pierced and drooling precum, his heavy hairy balls hung down low, spread down by a cock ring. He grabbed my head and pressed my face to them, I could smell his slight musk and manliness. I had always though bulls balls and beer can cocks were for the movies. But here I had a 9 inch beer can on a poz muscle god and a 10 inch pierced black rod on this rough black man with an amazing tongue. "How long since your last prep tablet?" Pat asked. "2 weeks", I mumbled as i tongued his balls. "I can take one now, that way you can fuck me bare, i know its not perfect but.." "Shh, enough talking" he pushed my face back to his balls. "Keep licking. Lets just see where things go. Lets have another shot, maybe you can just suck us off that would be safe, wouldn't it?" I looked up past the massive pierced leaking cock over his hairy bulging pecs. God he was sexy. My hole twitched thinking about that cock as Carl continued to eat me out. I couldn't believe how strong his tongue was. All standing up we moved over for shots. One for each of the, and an extra for me. I had started to feel queasy with this one and explained i needed to lay down. As i collapsed backwards on to the bed carl lifted my legs and got back to work. "Keep him occupied, I'm going to duck down and grab Gary and Mark." Carl gave a thumbs up as he continued his work on my hole, occaisiaonlly biting my ring now interspersed with his tongue. My head lolled side to side and the room was starting to spin. I think I'd had too much but i was determined to keep it down. That was good scotch.

Quick note: Still working on the semi-sequel to The Decline & Fall of Michael Christian. Hopefully you enjoy this story in the meantime. It's shorter... only this one part (so hopefully that is good news for those who do prefer the shorter stories). And, without further ado, here is Bait & Switch. It was about three months ago. That’s when it happened. When my hole life changed. It had been a long, hard day. My alarm didn’t go off — which meant I overslept and didn’t have time for breakfast. My boss was riding my ass all day — and not in a good way. And to top it all off (no pun intended), I dropped my mobile and cracked the screen. By the time the workday ended, I was in a hell of a mood. I needed to destress a bit. No. Let’s be honest. I needed a good fuck. I dropped off my car at home and took a taxi to the gay neighbourhood in town. I don’t get out to the clubs very often anymore (work is just too crazy) but I felt homesick for one of my favourites. Great music, great drinks, great staff. You know how they say you can’t go home again? It’s true. The bar was full but, at 32, I was probably the oldest guy in there. The music was skewed towards this new and younger crowd… I just found it dull and mindless. Plus most of the staff I used to know had moved on so there weren’t even familiar faces behind the bar. It barely felt like the same bar anymore. I ransacked my memory… how long had it been since I had dropped in? I was surprised to realise it had been my 30th birthday party. Well over a year and a half before. At least the drinks were still good. So I found a (more or less) out of the way corner and sipped my drink. Then another. Then another. Then another. I like to think I’m reasonably attractive guy. I’m no gym bunny but I do keep myself passably fit. Brown hair, hazel eyes, 5 feet 9 inches tall. But none of the guys in the bar so much as said ‘excuse me’ as they pushed past me through the crowd. So I just sat alone in my corner. Drinking. None of this did anything for my mood. Finally, enough was enough. I staggered out of the club. I wasn’t quite ready to go home though… still horny as fuck. I passed some of the other bars but discounted them: the first was too busy, the next was too loud, and at the third the doorman said something about my having been over-served already. So I kept walking. I was about to give up and just hail a cab to head home. And then I looked up and saw where I was. Just ahead of me was the bathhouse. I had never been inside before… I’d always been afraid i would run into someone I knew there. Which would just be awkward. But I had been persistently curious. Could it ever live up to the ‘urban legends’ about the easy sex available within? I paused for just a moment, but horniness and alcohol are a powerful mix. Tonight was the night. I glanced around — just to make sure no one was nearby who knew me — and stepped inside. “Good evening.” The guy at the counter greeted me in a disinterested tone. “Are you a member?” “No… this is my first time in here.” He pushed a sheet of paper towards me. “You will need to fill in this form for your membership.” I took the sheet and began completing it. I was a bit leery about putting any personal information… but I had come this far. No point backing out now. “Locker or room?” “Um… what’s the difference?” He rolled his eyes and pointed to a sign with prices. “The room costs 10 more.” “I guess just a locker.” I gave him back the completed form along the cash. He pushed a towel and a locker key towards me then buzzed me into the bathhouse itself. I walked through into a locker room. I knew enough to know that guys walk around with nothing on but their towel … so a few minutes later I wrapped my towel around my waist, tucked a condom into the elastic armband that held my locker key, and set off to explore. The bathhouse was a fairly large space spread over two floors. In addition to the locker room, on the ground floor I found a small but well stocked bar, a video room showing porn, and ‘wet area’ with a steam room and jacuzzi. Upstairs seemed divided into two parts. To the right of the stairs was a dark area labelled as ‘The Maze”. I decided I wasn’t quite ready for that though. To the left of the stairs was an area with several corridors with small cubicles on either side. One of the cubicles was open and being cleaned by a member of staff. There was a small bed of sorts, a locker, and a screen playing more porn. This, I realised, was the ‘room’ that the clerk had offered. Other than staff and myself, I think I saw 6 guys wandering around. They were older guys, at least late 40’s and not in great shape. Some looked downright I'll. No one I wanted to play around with. It was early though -- only about 9:30 or so. I decided to kill some time and see if the crowd improved. I went back down to the bar and had a couple drinks. Between the drinks at the club and now these, I was definitely buzzed by that point. I wandered over to the video room. There were a couple of the older guys in there, fondling themselves under their towels, but I ignored them and sat on a bench as far away as I could get. The porn wasn’t bad and my own hand found its way under my towel. I was careful though, I didn’t want to get myself off. I ignored the old guys as they entered and left. Just kept focused on the videos. I must have sat in the room for at least 30 minutes. Eventually, however, one of the old guys came and sat beside me. He was at least 60 and had a big beer belly. I tried to move a bit away but another old guy — one of the sick looking guys — was just a few feet away on that side. When the beer belly guy tried to put his hand on my thigh, I stood up quickly and left the video room. I was, however, pleased to discover that more guys had come in while I had been camped in the video room. Hopefully I could find someone who wasn’t quite so disgusting. I went back upstairs but still wasn’t ready to explore the dark maze area so I wandered through the area with the ‘rooms’. Many were closed and dark. Not rented yet, I assumed. A few were closed but with the unmistakable sounds of man-sex audible despite the closed doors. My dick got a little harder. Other doors were open and occupied. I was pleased to see that some of these held guys my age or younger. In one room I saw a cute blond guy, probably early twenties, but he didn’t even look up as I walked by his door. I wasn’t sure what the etiquette was to get his attention so I walked past. It was getting close to the end of the cubicle area and seemed to be striking out. Maybe this was going to be a bust. Maybe those urban legends about the great sex available were just that: myths and legends. And then I walked by the last open door. A man stood opposite, leaning on the back wall of the small room. He made eye contact with me as I walked by his room. I stopped in my tracks. He was one of the most beautiful men I have ever seen. Black hair, playfully tussled. Sky blue eyes. Full lips with the hint of a smile. Unshaven stubble. Skin a natural tan. Body lean and muscular. His tall frame — about 6’ 2” best I can guess - made me want to melt into him. His toned arms tucked behind his back. A light feathering of hair on his chest and a noticeable treasure trail leading my eyes to his towel. And the big, hard bulge waiting there. He was so far out of my league it wasn’t even funny. “Hey, how’s it going?” He said with a smile and an Italian accent. “Um… not too bad.” I stammered, licking my lips which suddenly felt dry. He gestured with his head for me to move into the room. I, of course, complied. I didn't even think to close the door. My hands were trembling as I approached him. His arms were still tucked behind his back. Making his chest and crotch seem even more prominent. Maybe it was his unspoken permission. Maybe it was all the alcohol. But — whatever it was —my trembling hands raised to touch his chest. The muscles firm and warm to my touch. “Mmmm. That feels good.” He said. “What is your name?” “Gary.” I replied. “My name is Mario. Your hand feels very good, Gary.” Even the way he said my name made me shiver a bit. But, at the same time, his voice was so calming. Relaxing. I felt more bold. My hand slowly drifted down. From his chest to his abs. Tracing the muscles. Before moving lower. Following his treasure trail. He didn’t stop me. Just watched with that little smile as my hand felt the hardness through his towel. I slowly started to caress him. I felt him swell a bit more. I’ve always been a bit of a size queen. I just love big cocks. My own cock was already hard was a rock and leaking pre-cum. I leaned in and my lips found his. I couldn’t believe this was happening. You have to understand. Mario was so far out of my league. And yet was letting me touch him. Stroke him. Kiss him. And he was kissing me back. He placed a hand on the small of my back. Just above my ass. Just a simple gesture. But, at the same time, possessive. And it just made him even more perfect. I was in his orbit. The moon to his earth. And, although I didn’t stop to think about it at the time, the moth to his flame. His hand slid lower. Caressing my ass through the towel even as I caressed his cock. My hand sliding under his towel for the first time. My fingers wrapping around his hard shaft. A moan escaped from somewhere deep inside me. Only to be lost in his kiss. “You have a nice ass, Gary.” He whispered. His fingers moving under my towel. Tracing down the crack of my ass. Sending shivers down my spine. “You have an amazing cock.” I whispered back. “Do you like it?” He asked. As if my ragged breath wasn’t evidence enough of that. He put his other hand on my shoulder. Pushing me gently. Down to my knees. I did not resist. I wanted him so much. His fingers ran through my hair. My mouth found his cock. Rolling my tongue over the head. Savouring his taste and smell. This was more than I had ever expected. I could feel him bending over me. His fingers moving slowly down my back. Tracing my spine. Reaching my butt. Sliding into the cleft. Circling my hole. “You like getting fucked?” With my mouth full of his dick I could only moan my affirmative reply. “Hot. You are going to get really fucked tonight. I promise.” His finger circling my hole found it’s target. Pushed inside me. “You're tight, babe. You gonna be able to take it all?” Again I moaned my reply and raised my ass to meet this finger. He chuckled above me. Then slid a second finger in. In and out of my hole. Driving me even more wild. His cock was in my throat now. My face tight into his crotch. I was so focused on the taste of him, of his scent, that I barely noticed any sound behind me. Then I felt a second pair of hands touch me. I jumped… but Mario’s hands moved quickly back up my body. One hand on my shoulder (holding me on my knees) and the other on the back of my head (gently holding my face impaled on his big dick). I felt movement behind me and then a warm met tongue find my hole. “Don’t worry. That’s just my buddy.” Mario said. “You don’t mind, do you? It’s really hot seeing him eat your ass. Getting it ready for a good fuck.” Mario seemed genuinely turned on by seeing the other man working his tongue into my hole. At least his cock seemed harder than ever in my throat. And the tongue was pretty damn talented. I figured it was worth it to get Mario inside me. I wished I could see the newcomer but decided to just focus on Mario’s cock. I wanted him good and ready to fuck me. Mario’s hips were gently rocking, sliding his cock in and out of my throat. I wanted this beautiful god to fuck me so bad. Mario whispered something to the other man. I couldn’t make it out. The tongue on my hole moved away. Movement behind me. Was it finally time? Was Mario ready to fuck me? Hands on my hips. Pulling me back slightly. Something touching my hole. Bigger and harder than a tongue. A cock pushing at my tight hole. I tried to make a disapproving sound but Mario’s cock was deep in my throat. “That’s hot, babe.” Mario said. “You should see his cock. It looks so good pushing into you. Really getting me turned on.” I was a bit annoyed but — well — I had come so far and I didn’t want to lose my chance at getting fucked by Mario now. I pulled the condom out from the elastic band on my arm and handed it to the man behind me. He took the condom from my hand but his cock never moved away from my ass for even a moment to put it on. I didn’t get fucked bare. Not ever. But I was conflicted… I really wanted Mario to fuck me. I clenched my hole against the unseen man behind me. Maybe that would be enough to discourage him. But no. The stranger’s palm came down hard on my ass with a loud slap. I jumped, my hole relaxing for just a second... ... And the unseen man pushed the head of his dick in with a sudden thrust. Bare. “Dude.” Mario said above me. “His dick looks so good in your ass. Just let him open you a bit and then, if you want, he can pull out and he can put on the condom.” It made sense. At least it did at that moment. Alcohol and lust really weaken your resolve. I managed to manoeuvre enough to look up at Mario without losing his cock in my throat. He had a smart phone in his hand. My phone. It pointed it towards my face then slowly panned back towards my ass and the man who was working his way deeper inside. He was recording the moment on my phone. He waved my phone. "I'm recording this for you so you can watch later. You don't know how hot this looks." The cock in my hole was pushing deeper. And deeper. He wasn’t as big as Mario. But he was a good size. Damn. It felt so good to get fucked. It had been so long. I needed it. “You like that, don’t you?” Mario asked above me. “You like that cock pounding your hole.” I moaned agreement. “Yeah. Just relax and enjoy the ride.” Mario encouraged me. And I did. I arched my back as much as I could with Mario’s dick in my mouth. I raised my ass to meet the cock pounding my hole. The stranger’s hands were gripping my hips now. His thrusts where hard and erratic. Frenzied. He was grunting. The stranger slammed in balls deep. And froze. A deep guttural growl escaping from somewhere within him. His shaft flexed inside me. He was shooting his load. Inside me. Oh fuck. This stranger, someone I couldn’t even see, had just cum inside me. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights. But my heart was pounding. What had I done? What was I doing? The stranger pulled out of my hole. Pulling a trail of warm cum. Which oozed down the back of my balls. “Thanks for the fuck, boy. Hope you like my little gift.” I wanted to turn around and look at him but Mario was thrusting into my throat again. He was clearly really turned on. So… was it time? Was he going to fuck me now? But he didn’t pull out of my mouth. And another pair of hands gripped my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. Another cock touched my hole. And pushed in, balls deep, in one thrust. This cock wasn’t quite as thick as the last but was longer, reaching deeper inside. The body behind me felt different as well. Not as solid. I could hear his flesh slapping against mine. And then he raised up on top of me. I felt a big belly press against the small of my back. Shit. Some fat guy was fucking me. But I was in no position to move away. Pinned between this new man’s body and Mario’s cock in my throat. And, yes, it felt good. His cock felt good inside me. Fuck it felt good. The fat guy was pulling all the way out then thrusting back in to the root. All the way out. Back in. Each time he pulled out of my hole pulsed. Like it was begging the cock to get back in. The last guy’s cum had really slicked up my hole and was dripping out each time the fat man’s cock pulled outside my asslips. The fat man pulled himself further onto my body. Resting his weight on my back. Mario stepped back, pulling his cock out of my mouth, and allowed my head and shoulders to sink to the floor under the fat man’s weight. My ass stayed raised though. Letting him pound me. I wanted this fuck. I was lost in the sensations that these men had awakened in me. “I’m going to cum.” The fat man said. “You want it. Don’t you.” “Yes.” I whispered. Ashamed. Ashamed of the desire burning inside me. Ashamed that I liked his cock, the feeling of him fucking me. “Louder.” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” His face came into view as he slid all the way onto my back. The beer belly guy from the video room. Someone I would never have let fuck me. But in the moment, lost in my lust, I didn't tell him no. “Yes. Cum in me. Please. Please cum in me.” “Good boy.” The fat man moaned in my ear. “Since you asked so nicely, here is comes. You're always going to have a little part of me inside you. As long as you live.” He didn’t stop thrusting. But I felt his shaft expand inside me. His flabby arms held me tight. And his cum joined the load from the first man. When he pulled out and stepped away, I didn’t even try to move. I stayed in position. Back arched. Head and shoulders flat to the floor. Ass in the air. An open invitation. And the invitation was accepted. A cock slid between my asscheeks. A big cock. Very big. Sliding up and down the gooey mess that seeped from my ass. Without pushing in. “How many loads does he have?” The third man asked. “You are going to be the third.” “Nice.” The third man pushed a finger into my hole. “Look at me, bitch.” I turned around and looked over my shoulder. The gaunt man from the video room -- somehow I had known it would be him. His cheeks and eyes sunken. His body may have been toned once, you could kind of tell, but now the flesh just sagged. And he had a tattoo. On his groin. Just above his cock. A biohazard. I knew what that meant, of course. “You… you’ve got HIV?” “No, bitch. I’ve got AIDS. And I want to give it to you. I want to fill you up with my toxic cum.And I want you to beg for it. Beg for my big cock. Beg for my toxic cum.” “I… I don’t want… I mean, I’m negative.” “Are you sure? You’ve got two loads in your ass already. Maybe you were negative when you came in here tonight… but how do you know you still are?” I couldn’t breathe. I was terrified. And yet. I was turned on. So turned on. By the thrill. By the risk. By the big dick teasing my ass. I could tell he was big. Bigger than any cock that had ever been in me. Ten inches or more. Thick as a beer bottle. Mario crouched next to me. His hand touched mine comfortingly. His cock just far enough away that I couldn’t reach it. “Your ass looks so hot with a cock in it, babe. So beautiful. And his cock is so big. I want to see him stretching you open. Will you do it for me? Will you let him fuck you?” The big dick was still sliding up and down in the cummy mess of my hole. My sphincter was spasming. My body wanted to feel that cock so much. I looked in Mario’s eyes. His beautiful eyes. I could get lost in those eyes. I nodded to Mario. Yes. He smiled. A gorgeous smile that made my whole body shiver with anticipation. I looked back over my shoulder. To the gaunt man who stood behind me. “Please.” My whole body was trembling. “Please fuck me. I’ve never had a cock that big inside me.” “Are you sure? I’m not going to be gentle. I’m going to fuck that hole without mercy. I’m gonna tear you up.” “I want it. I want to feel that big dick in me.” “And there won’t be any pulling out. I’m going to fuck you until I cum in you. I’ve got AIDS. No meds. There is a good chance you will have AIDS soon as well.” “I want your cock. I want your cum. I need it.” “Look at you, you little slut, begging for AIDS cock.” The gaunt man sneered down at me. “I’m going to breed your hole. Make you a proper cumdump.” “Do it… do it, please.” He pushed forward. I thought my hole was open. Ready. But he was big. Thick. Bigger than any cock that had even been inside me. And by a wide margin. He wasn’t even in yet and already I was sweating. The pressure as he pushed his cock against my already battered sphincter was quickly becoming painful. But, as promised, he was merciless. Insistent. My hole began stretching. Slowly. But stretching nonetheless. Opening wide as it could for him. But it wasn’t wide enough. My ass felt like it was being torn apart. Pain ripped through ever inch of my body. My face red. I tried to crawl away. Not to stop him. Just a quick respite from his onslaught. His hand slapped my ass. Hard. “Get your ass back here you fucking little whore.” “Your too big. I can’t take it.” “You can.” The gaunt man laughed. “You will.” And the head of his cock breached my hole. I wanted to cry out. But couldn’t catch my breath. Tears dripped down my cheeks. He didn’t stop his inexorable invasion. Pushing deeper. Never really pausing. Never really pulling back to thrust. Just a glacially slow, seemingly endless, violation. And yet some part of me didn’t want him to stop. I wanted to know what a monster cock really feels like. And every millimetre he drove himself deeper inside me was a victory for me. I could take it. My own cock was shrivelled up. But that didn’t matter. This was about his cock, not mine. “You’re doing really good.” Mario said. But he wasn’t really looking at me. He had a phone in each hand now. Mine and his I assumed. Filming the cock opening my hole. Occasionally returning to my face to capture my expression. I don’t know how long it took. I really don’t. But I realised I could feel the gaunt man’s pubes scratching my ass. I could feel his heavy balls resting on my ass. He was in. He was all the way in. He pulled out. Then lined his dick back up. And breached me again. Still slow. But faster than the first time. Then all the way out. And then back in balls deep. Each time faster that the one before. The sensations raced through my body like a shock. Like lightning. Pain. Pleasure. The words were no longer distinguishable for me. “See, boy?” The gaunt man laughed again. “Told you you would take it. And you’re never going to be that tight again. Good thing you like big dicks. No normal dick is ever going to satisfy you again.” And i knew he was right. There was no way my ass could ever recover for this. He kept picking up the pace. Really fucking me now. “It’s time, cunt.” “Give. It. To. Me. Please.” I groaned as his hips pounded into me. “Here is comes. Ruining your ass forever.” I couldn’t feel him cum. My ass was too stretched, too inflamed, for that kind of sensation. But I knew. Somehow I knew he was filling my guts at that moment. Defiling me. His breathing gradually slowed. "Welcome to the brotherhood, cum dump." He didn’t pull out. He pushed me forward. Off his dick. I fell forward and sprawled on the floor at Mario’s feet. Mario’s hand was a flurry of motion on his cock His cock was rock hard. Dripping precum. He was getting close. I reached up and tried to pull him closer. But he slapped my hand away. “Please.” I begged. “I want you to fuck me next.” He looked at me as if I had two heads on my shoulders. “You? You want me to fuck you?” “Please. I’m doing all this for you.” He shook his head. “Sorry, I don’t fuck bathhouse sluts like you. I just like to watch.” And then his cum exploded. Covering the floor in front of my face. Wasted on the floor when I wanted it more than anything. My mouth dropped open. “But…” Mario stepped up to me. Cum was still dripping from his dick to the floor. He tossed me my phone. “You’ve just been fucked by three different guys. Old guys. Fat guys. You can see it all in the video. I can tell you all three were positive or have AIDS. And who knows what other diseases they have given you.” “But I only did it because you asked me to.” I whined. “Yeah? And I promised that you were going to really be fucked tonight. And now you are. Fucked for life. But look on the bright side. Now that you know what kind of pervert you are, you can be a bit nicer to the old guys here, huh? Yeah. I saw that earlier. You were rude to these guys. They’re just here for the same thing you are. To get some cock. Or some ass. They aren’t here to get treated like crap by guys like you. Well. Like the guy you used to be, right? Because that guy is gone. Corrupted. Remade. Into a POZ pussyboy who will open his ass to anyone for a bit of cum.” He smiled down at me. It was not a friendly smile. But it was still beautiful on him. “So, no. I won’t be fucking you. But tell you what. You can eat my cum off the floor.” I just stared up at him. “You heard me. Clean it up.” He was right. Whoever I had been when I walked in the door was gone. I lowered my head to the floor and my tongue began scooping up the drops of his cum. I wondered how many loads had been shot on this bathhouse floor. How long since it had really been cleaned. And that just made me lick the floor more eagerly. “Yeah.” Mario said. “I thought so.” He turned to the gaunt man. “See you next weekend, Barry.” And then my Italian stud was gone. I was still licking the cum off the floor when the next man moved behind me. His dick pushed into my gaping hole easily. No resistance. I glanced back at the man who had slipped into my ass. He had to be in his sixties at least: old, wrinkled, bald. And there was a line of men waiting. Old men. Fat men. Diseased men. “Damn, Barry, his ass is loose.” The old man called to the gaunt man who was still in the room, watching me. “You really broke this one in.” He was right. i could barely feel his dick sliding in and out of my wrecked hole. He ended up pulling out and jacking himself off over my hole. When he was ready, he slipped the tip back inside me and shot his load. He pulled out and wrapped his towel around his waist. Then something landed next to my head. I picked it up. A $5 bill. “That’s about what your gaping ass is worth now, whore.” The old man said. “And I’m being generous.” And another man took his place. —- Epilogue: That’s how it all started. A few months ago. Just got back from the doctor’s office. Had the “flu” about a month after that night in the bathhouse. So I knew what to expect. But still took me awhile to get the courage to go. So, yeah, I’m positive. Picked up a few other STD’s as well. The doctor asked me who my sexual partners had been. I lied and said I had hooked up with someone when I was out of town and was careless. No names I could give him for previous sexual partners. He didn't believe me but didn't push it either. My life has indeed changed. For the better? For the worse? Who the hell cares. I'm having a blast. I’ve been going back to the bathhouse at least 2 or 3 nights a week. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been fucked there now. I like hanging out in that dark maze. Not able to see who is breeding me. Just taking load after load. When I'm lucky, though, I see Barry and he pummels my ass. I can take his cock so much easier now. He says he wants to make sure his toxic seed takes. And then he will own my ass. I can't wait to tell him he does. I see Mario a lot as well. He always gives me a smile, especially when he sees me with my ass in the air taking any load. He’s never let me suck him again and never fucked me. I guess I understand. But there’s always hope, right? - END -

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?

This might just be my own strange attitudes, let's see what others think. I love being rimmed, I love rimming ass, i adore eating ass that is dripping cum, of course. And of course other cum-hungry bottoms see my ass gaping and oozing thick creamy cum they want to dive in and suck it out. So this was pretty much where I was a couple of weeks ago. I was doing just fine with two loads in. A black top had just unloaded his poz load deep in me and had pulled out his thick seven incher so I could clean him. I guess my ass looked absolutely delicious with gape still closing and dripping cum. A guy went for it and dove straight in, shoving his tongue up me and slurping the load. I let him go at it but I realized that I wasn't really happy. The thing is, the cum that I get in my ass is mine, and it marks my success as a bottom. At that moment I wanted to own that load because I was proud that the tops had chosen me as their cum receptacle. I had done my best to make it great and they had paid me in cum. It is mine. I've previously noted that I have quite a competitive attitude. Bottoming is not fair and I want to be the one to win the most fucks and loads. Anyway, does that make sense? Anyone else share this selfish attitude?

In small towns it's hard to find kinky fun, and I do enjoy a good flogging sessions when the opportunity arises, so when I saw a post on A4A from a guy who said he was into domination, I dropped him a line letting him know of my taste for being on the receiving end of a flogger and riding crop; I also let him know that with some WS thrown in I would be a happy guy. A few days later he responded telling me to respond with my text number, that he'd be in touch. A day later a text comes in no ID. Now, usually I don't bother with such numbers but as the text was on my underground phone number I figured it was the Dom, and so it was. He instructed me to meet him in a parking lot of a strip mall. When I arrived I parked my car next to his pick-up truck, and, per his instructions, got into the back seat of his truck, the windows of which, I should mention, had been tinted very dark. As I often enjoy taking experiences to the edge, my encounter with this Dom was getting increasingly interesting, and once I was in his truck the Dom put me in my place: without even turning around he simply ordered me to strip. I complied with the result I was naked, seated in a truck which was parked in a public parking lot. Handing me a blindfold and instructing me to put it on, the Dom drove off, making a ten minute drive, at which point the truck paused, a garage door opened, the truck pulled into the garage, and the door closed. "Take off the blindfold," the Dom instructed. In doing so I saw him for the first time: he was a handsome, big daddy bear with muscles everywhere. And he was very much a Dom. Placing a dog collar around my neck, he snapped on a leash and led me to a bedroom. Once there he ordered "Assume the position and wait." On my knees I awaited his return, just waiting and waiting. My cock was so hard and just twitching in anticipation. Finally he returned to the bedroom, but now fully dressed. Helping himself to my flogger, he started on my back, most definitely knowing his way with the tool as he elicited much sting but voiding those spots should be avoided. Of course my cock was as fully hard as it could get, which, to be honest, was pretty much how it had been since he told me to strip in the truck. Initially he stuck with the flogger, varying placement on my body, but then he switched to use of the riding crop, focusing his attentions on my cock and balls. Naturally my cock head was beet red as my cock streamed precum. He seemed very pleased. "Jerk out a load," he ordered. I was slightly startled as, until this point we had exchanged virtually no actual dialogue, and foolishly I hesitated thinking "WTF is this guy's game?" My hesitance earned my cock a hard wack, so I immediately jerked myself, and within a minute or so blew my load. Then he ordered me on lay on the bed, on my back, my head hanging over the edge of the mattress. He then proceeded to face-fuck me, eventually going full-thrust, which is when he blew load. When he had caught his breath he glanced at me, ordering me to dress, and when presentable we returned to the truck when again I donned the blindfold, and we drove off for a short trip to, as it turned-out, the parking lot where my car awaited me. Before I got out of his truck the Dom, who had been remarkably taciturn, switched gears and became quite chatty, explaining he has several subs who regularly service him, but as he doesn't like to fuck guys, he offered me the opportunity to join him in his play sessions, with the express understanding I would breed the guys. Raw. Of course my reply was to say "If that would please you I'll be happy to bareback the subs. Just let me know the details." He went on explaining the next time we meet I am to arrive first, and having stripped and having placed a hood over my head, one of his subs will arrive and go through the whole routine. Now, even knowing the Dom's intent that I should breed his subs, I plan to take advantage of the situation as follows. I expect the Dom will have the sub bound, spread eagle on the bed. If the sub has a nice cock, I will have a quick sit down on that cock and go for a ride. The Dom may well be pissed off and the other sub may also be none too happy, but what the hell. I never said I was a submissive sub. I know the role to play to get the action. ? We do what we have to do to get raw cock and cum.

Amazing weekend in Amsterdam. I spent the afternoon in Drake's, sucking a lot of hot, dig dicks through the glory holes. It is the best place for cocksuckers who love big dicks, full of cum who want to nut and go. After I went to Web bar. I went in the darkroom and let those hands touch, explore, find my holes... let them slide in, fuck, cum, fill 'em. I don't know how many cocks and loads I took. I counted I got fucked at least 12 times, some guys fucked me multiple times before giving me their load. I definitely had not enough. I will come back soon! I hate having to leave early because of the train.

Yesterday on Grindr I arranged a hookup with a young guy but he kept giving excuses for not getting to my hotel at the agreed times. When we gave up for the day I was, fortunately, able to arrange on BBRTS for another hookup albeit that the next guy got a message and had to rush back early to his bf. I gave the Grindr guy the benefit of the doubt and messaged him last night inviting him to get in touch to reschedule- and I’m glad I did. This evening we got together and I was able to fuck his beautiful young black ass. He begged me to cum inside and I was pleased to oblige. It was worth the wait.

Well there have been instances where I've been at a bathhouse or sex party and been fucked by 9 to 10 guys in one visit, but the most memorable gang bang I've experienced was the first time I agreed to be an anon cum dump for a voyeur. The voyeur in question was this cute Russian guy whose apartment I was staying at via Airbnb in Brooklyn, New York. He realised that I was predominantly a shy guy and took time to open up. So he suggested that I let him arrange a gang bang with the choicest of his horny top friends whom he will invite over on a Saturday evening. I wouldn't have to be a part of any awkward intro conversations or chit chat. All I have to do is clean up, take a shower, blindfold myself and be on all fours inside the bedroom. This was about 6 years ago and I am someone who doesn't drink nor smoke, so he suggested I sniff on poppers as that'll help me relax. I took a whiff one night before the Gangbanged and felt a warm rush taking me over for a few minutes which I quite enjoyed. So ... the evening was planned. He didn't tell me who all were coming ? how many guys.. what they looked like, nothing. Just asked me to trust him, and I did. So at 6:30 pm on the Saturday evening, I got out of the shower and went to the bedroom. I was lying on the bed with the room door slightly ajar. Around 6:40, I heard the doorbell ring and the voyeur buzzed someone into the building. He came to the room and told me to be ready. I put on the blindfold and got on all fours. My heart was beating fast as I was super excited and extremely nervous. I heard a couple of voices including the voyeur's. I could hear the wooden floor boards creek as they entered the bedroom. a couple of hands started feeling up my body. One hand went towards my ass and tried to rub a finger on my rosebud hole. One of them explained, 'oooooh so tight'. Another voice said, 'Don't be afraid boy, you'll have a good time. As I heard clothes and belts being taken off, the voyeur whispered into my ears not to worry and unclench. He shut one nostril of mine and offered my a whiff of poppers. I felt that warm rush again. He said, 'Good boy, open up and take in these meaty monsters. I'll keep making you sniff on poppers and sip on water every now and then,'. And I nodded as I felt a few fingers lubing up my hole. Before I could totally take in the sensation of my hole being caressed by those thick fingers, I felt a salty thick sausage like cock rubbing on my lips. I opened my mouth and took it in. Must've been a nice 7 inched that I could easily deep throat. This guy had beefy thighs that I held onto as he rammed his cock in my mouth. And while all of this was happening, I felt a big cock enter my ass slowly and patiently. The poppers was starting to wear off and I was loving the feeling of being stuffed from both ends. I am not sure if I heard the doorbell ring again, but sure enough I heard a couple of more voices in the room. The cock in my ass retracted suddenly and the guy announced ' I don't wanna come so soon'. The cock in my mouth let out a nice warm load down my throat. Patted my head and said 'You are so good boy'. I was feeling confident and appreciated. And also excited to know what was gonna happen next. The voyeur/host came once again to make me sniff poppers and as I sniffed on them a HUGE cock plunged into my hole and I screamed. The bottle of poppers apparently got emptied up on the bed and I was told not to worry. Just relax and enjoy the new cock inside me. Multiple voices in the room were telling me to just relax. I felt one hand on my head slowly pushing it down to smell the poppers off the soaked mattress and I took a huge sniff. Fuck, I didn't realise how strong and hard that big sniff was going to hit me. The whole evening after that is a huge blur as I felt cocks enter and pound my ass and mouth one after the other. An hour into it the voyeur asked me if I wanted a break. I said I wanted to pee. One of the guys in the room said, 'You don't want to pee, it's just a phantom sensation because so many of our cocks have been hitting onto your bladder.'. I still asked for a break and one of the guys, held my hand and walked me blindfolded to the bathroom. He told me I should knock on the door from inside once I am ready to get back. And asked me to drink more water. As soon as he shut the door, I took off the blindfold and the light made my head spin a bit. I sat down on the toilet, felt cum dripping down my leg. I cleaned up a bit, took in a few deep breaths and looked at my self in the mirror. I had hickies all over my neck and chest and arms and I didn't even remember any of the guys sucking and chewing on my nipples, which looked like a sexy sea of red marks. This brought a horny smile on my face. The large amount of poppers I had repeatedly sniffed off the bedsheets were now wearing off. I heard the doorbell ring again. I knew a new batch of guys must've arrived to stretch my hole. I quickly washed my face, put back the blindfold on and knocked on the door. A few seconds later, I heard the door open and while the voyeur took my hand as he opened the door, I heard a new voice (must've been the guy who had just arrived, wanting to use the loo). This guy explained 'Whoa !!! This boy is cute. I am going to fuck him up.', I felt his fingers pinch my nipples which made me squeal. He laughed in his sexy deep base voice and kissed me. I could taste the cigarettes and alcohol on his breath, in that quick kiss. The voyeur host sniggered as he pulled me away towards the bedroom and I felt the new guy smack my ass as I stepped away from him. I was taken back to the bed and got back into position. A cock quickly entered my mouth and after a few strokes, as if it had been asked to take a pause, it was out of my mouth. I realised the host wanted me to sniff a new bottle of poppers one of the guys had just brought in. A few sniffs, and I was back to sucking the yummy cock again. The deep voiced new guy came to the bedroom and greeted the other fellows. I am not sure how many guys were in the room at this point but I heard at least four voices not including the host. The new guy was an alpha kinds and openly declared he wants me all to himself for a few minutes while the others can surely watch. He turned me around and got me on my back. Started sucking on my nipples like he was milking them. This drove me insane, He started kissing me passionately and I tasted more of the ciggy and alcohol combo. He was on top of me with his big hairy bulky body and I was loving it. He put my legs on his shoulders and entered me violently, without any warning. I'd cleaned up the lube and loads from earlier , plus my ass was sore so even If he had a 7 incher, it stung like a 9 incher. As I screamed and tried to push him out instinctively, he told another guy to grab hold of my hands. I felt my hands being held tightly above my head and this new guy stopped pounding me. slowly licked my nipples with his tongue. Calmed me down. And I also felt my hands being released. While still inside me, he got me to sniff some more poppers and then asked the other guys in the room to feel free to join in. Once again, I sniffed on the poppers like my life depended on it, Felt a major rush and an oncoming headache. My jaw was also hurting from deep throating so many cocks. I was back in doggie position and took load after load by at least 4 guys. When I told the host that I was tired now and would like to stop, the deep voiced guy started caressing my whole body and said let's do one last thing. How about a DP? I was too tired and kinda scared as I'd not taken in 2 cocks together till then. So I chickened and asked if we could do it another time. The guys were super sweet about it. They told me to just lie down and rest while they all cleaned up and then the voyeur can escort me to the bathroom once again. I passed out. Sometime later, I woke up and took my blindfold off. No one was in the room but I could still hear voices from the hall. I checked my phone. It was 11 pm. I texted the voyeur to ask if I could come out. He told me to stay put in my room and put back my blindfold. I did that. He walked into the room and said I was sleeping away so peacefully they thought they would let me rest a bit. I asked how long was I sleeping for. He said just half an hour. So that means the gang bang went on for 4 hours. He said most of the guys have left but 3 guys are still here, they've ordered pizzas, why don't I take a shower and join them for a bite. I loved the idea of a pizza. I showered and stepped out to the hall and saw 3 burly black Brooklyn guys sitting with the rather puny looking Russian voyeur host. They all smiled and said hi. One of them said, 'How's that ass feeling boy?'. I recognised that deep bass voice and smiled. I think I almost blushed. We enjoyed the pizza and one of the guys left while I was washing my hands. The other two including the deep voiced guy were sipping on their beers when the Russian said, so would you like to go for another round with these two? And all I asked was, do we have more poppers? All three of them smiled. I told them to give me 2 minutes and I'll see them in the bedroom.. no... feel them in the bedroom. p.s. - The total number of guys that opened my hole that evening (according to the host) - 11

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

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

What's your record been gangbanged? I have been with 3 o 4 many times, but one night there was an orgy planned, and the other bottoms fails to assist, so I had to serve 7 tops.

One man’s blessing is another man’s curse and for me I’ve got more than my share – an extra long dick (just over 10 inches), an extra wide dick (just shy of 8 inches round), and I shoot cum like a farm animal (up to ¼ of a cup a time). Truly. The dick? Well that’s thanks to my father for sure who was even bigger than me and the cum? Well I don’t know, could be him too, but the doctors call it Hyperspermia - a condition in which a man can ejaculate a massive volume of semen and and extra bonus is it comes with a high sex drive - thus my continuous frustration. Sex for me has almost always been a series of one frustrated encounters after another. Fucking size queens hit me all the time bragging how they can take me, how they love big dick, how they want my cum – that is until I split their hole open with just the few inches and then they fucking tap out and run. I’ve never worn condoms; my hyperspermia makes that impossible as the amount of precum I produce makes my dick so wet and slick they won’t stay on. That’s how I got AIDs – splitting bottoms open. I learned quickly a little blood was a given, a lot was expected and for me, doesn’t bother me in the least. For the bottom? Yeah they freak and make me stop. So to get by and try to relieve my constant need to nutt, I’ve sold condoms online full of my cum, made some pay-to-play solo porn flicks of me shooting, escorted trying to give facials or creampies, sold batches of my load to a fertility clinic, and I even created a Tumblr account talking about my curses and thinking I’d document those bottoms I found who could take me and wanted my POZ load. None of that really helped or panned out in the end. Just wasn’t the same. Have I fucked and bred a guy totally before. Yeah, of course, but few and far between and so I mostly have to be satisfied with a little oral, a little ass around the tip of my dick, then finishing off when I am home and alone. I want more, I need more, I need to breed and infect some ass and fill a bottom’s guts full of my cum – why else would God have given me what he did? I had frankly about given up until one day when I received an email: “Good afternoon. I am Dr. Mike. My practice has recently begun a new treatment regimen for some of my patients that I believe you are perfect for. I have many years of developing specialized, treatment regimens for my patients and would like to invite you to come to my office on Monday at 3:00 p.m. for a consultation. There is no fee for the visit or treatment regimen. Please refrain from all sexual activity for at least 48-hours prior to the visit so I can fully assess the volume of your semen output and your ability to ejaculate more than once for comparison purposes.” OK, I wasn’t exactly sure how this Dr. Mike thought he could help me since no one else had ever been able to. I tried to find what I could online about Dr. Mike and there was the standard fare, but his medical specialties did include treatment of HIV, AIDs, and other infectious diseases. What was surprising was how little there was about him. Most doctors these days have social media and site after site. Not this Dr. Mike. He was almost like a ghost – almost – but in digging through some chat rooms on the dark web I did come across a series of stories that mentioned Dr. Mike doing some pretty twisted, fucked up shit that made my dick drool and bounce and I quickly emailed him back to confirm I would be there. Dr. Mike’s office was located in Northeast Washington, DC, in an older brick building. I got to the office and rang the bell as the office was closed for the day. I waited a few minutes and then heard the locks turn, the door opened, and I was met by a man in white coat. Dr. Mike was in his mid 40s I guess, about 5”11, 180, and fairly clean cut looking and I thought handsome. He shook my hand, asked me to step inside, and locked the door. I then followed him through another door and down a hall and his office was like the rest of the building, older and somewhat run down looking. Near the end of the hall he stopped and motioned me to enter an exam room that was somewhat bare except for an odd table contraption bolted to the middle of the floor that was occupied by an apple assed guy. The guy was kneeling on a small bench part of the exam table on a pillow, with his chest on the table, his arms forward and his head resting on its side. A leather hood was strapped to his head, hiding his features and all that could be seen were closed eyes, his nostrils, and mouth that was slightly agape, relaxed. Leather straps wound around his calves, thighs, and he looked like a big Z splayed out. The next thing I noticed were several Polaroid Cube cameras attached to the metal table and on several small tripods all pointed to the guy’s ass from various angles. Yet, that was not the strangest part. I hesitated as I looked at the IV pole that was at the end of the odd table next to a set of monitors being watched by another man in a white coat who wore a medical mask that was inflating and deflating against his face as he breathed in and out. The other man was speaking softly to the guy on the table, “Time to dream little man.” I turned to the squeak of a metal stool being rolled away from a small table as Dr. Mike pointed to a chair by the door and said, “Please disrobe and sit in the chair here please.” I looked from him, to the other man, to the bottom. I was confused about what was going on but the sight of the that naked body looking like a sacrifice on an altar stirred my deep, dark desires and needs. I sat down in the chair, my naked ass sticking to the leather seat as Dr. Mike rolled himself close and flipped open a manila folder. “Normally I would want to do a full set of labs myself and an exam, but I received a copy of your medical file from your previous doctor and well – both your HIV and hyperspermia are well documented so I figured we should dispense with such pleasantries and get right to it.” My dick started to lengthen. Dr. Mike motioned to guy on the table, “Most gay men wait too long to get tested for rectal cancer. It is best to start young and technology now allows us to test in the office with High Resolution Anoscopy, but it does require anesthesia – a special cocktail of Fentanyl, Ketamine, Propofol, and a few other medications.” What the fuck? I knew what those drugs were, well at least I had heard of them and I looked again at the man in the white coat and the guy on the table. Fuck! They had drugged him and knocked him out! Dr. Mike set the open folder partially on my right leg, my dick now hardening more and stretching down my left. He started to ask me a series of questions and I hesitated and looked at the other man. Dr. Mike followed my gaze, shifted his stool to block my view, set his hand on my thigh in a reassuring manner and said, “Do not mind Dr. Collins,” and with that continued his questions and making the appropriate notes in his folder. “Are you currently off all meds?” I lied and said, “No.” Dr. Mike paused; frowned a little, set his pen in the crease of the folder and with his right hand reached out and grabbed the shaft of my now hard dick. “I need you to be totally honest with me if you please,” he said, “Unlike other doctors you may have seen in the past I need the unvarnished truth and not an answer that you think should be given or that you erroneously believe I may wish to hear. Understand?” I nodded and he asked again, “Are you currently off all meds?” This time I answered honestly and said, “Yes and no. I take them sometimes because…well I had read that if you do that then you can become resistant, and I just wanted to…I...” Dr. Mike smiled, made a note in his file, set his pen back in the folder and reached out again and this time slowly stroked my dick a couple times as he said, “Thank you for being honest. Yes, you can build a resistance and I will draw some blood so we can order a genotype test to confirm exactly which meds you are resistant too and then plan accordingly.” I moaned as his touch made me lose focus, but I blurted, “Yeah but I don’t want to take… or be…I…” Dr. Mike smiled, leaned in a little, stroked my dick a little faster and said, “Oh you misunderstand. Our goal is to INCREASE your resistance and viral count. That is what you want isn’t it?” What the fucking kind of doctor was he? My dick answered for me as it started to drool. The questions from Dr. Mike continued, “Do you use any recreational drugs? Willing to do others? Known STDs besides AIDs? Do you have receptive anal intercourse? Penetrated a bottom fully against his will? I imagine it is difficult given your size. Let me see – yes – I expect only a bottom with years of fisting could naturally take you.” Dr. Mike’s stroking skills were superior, that’s for sure yet somehow I don’t think he learned that in medical school. Dr. Mike continued with his list of questions and it was increasingly difficult to focus. Apparently satisfied, he closed the folder, rolled back over to the small table, grabbed an iPad, flipped opened the cover and showed me a video that had been paused. “This is Lucas,” Dr. Mike said as he tapped the video and it started to play. There was a yellow sticky note on the screen covering the person’s head, but from the wisps of hair that showed and the clothed body whose size seemed to match the guy on the table, appeared to be a shy twink of a guy - young but legal. Lucas had recorded a message verbally affirming he was legal, and his willing to submit to all ‘treatments and procedures’ as prescribed by Dr. Mike and Dr. Collins on that date, among the other stand release and approval statements. The video finished and Dr. Mike said, “I can assure you that the person in the video is the same as the one currently being monitored by Dr. Collins. Patient confidentiality requires that his face be covered even though you are now part of his treatment team. You understand? This is totally anonymous. You will never know his identity, nor he yours.” At the word ‘anonymous’ my dick spasmed and a long line of nutt drool proceeded down my thigh. Dr. Mike smiled in a way that held no warmth or humor. He then tapped the iPad screen a couple times, swiped, and I could hear sound as another video started. Dr., Mike adjusted the sticky note then turned the iPad around so I could see. In this one, the guy was naked, his arms out wide as he did slow turns that showed his hot ass and tiny twink dick. He paused facing the camera and began to speak in the same voice as the first video. The twink stated his first name, stats, and this time the message release statement was not the kind found on any standard form: “My name is Lucas Si…just Lucas. I am of sound mine and judgment and confirm that I have asked for a no limits fuck today. I am aware I may be unconscious and unable to provide further consent, but I DO consent. Totally. I want this. I want to get rape fucked by some big dick and be a total cum dump. Have totally been fantasizing about it for like forever and… well…so today it may happen – I mean will happen. No one is forcing me to do this. I am volunteering and WANT it. I also want it raw, no condoms at all, and understand the guy or guys who may fuck me might HIV+ or whatever. I don’t care. That shit don’t matter to me whatever they got. It’s all good. I’m on PREP so it’s all good. I just…hell! Is that good? Can we get this shit started? I’m horny as shit and need some dick!” Dr. Mike smiled that dark smile again and said, “As you can see. All legal bases are covered no mattered what may come. I am quite proficient in working within the boundaries set by my profession as well as expanding those boundaries as needed. One final note. What would you say – hypothetically of course –if there was an individual such as say someone like this young man you just saw on the video who in their mind can only imagine something like a big hit of G? Imagine how they would feel after the fact becoming aware of the full extent of the ‘party hole’ they went down. Also – hypothetically – wouldn’t it be a shame if the same young man BELIEVED they were on PREP when actuality they were on a placebo combo as part of a blind drug trial they had previously consented to? Especially one in which the results had shown rampant degradation of their immune systems due to other factors prescribed as part of their treatment regimen?” Damn! This was one fucked up doctor and with every word my dick pulsed and continued to stream more precum. I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, but my dick did as Dr. Mike reached out, wrapped his warm hand around my pulsing shaft, and expertly stroked it. “I know you have tried to find bottoms that would allow you to POZ them, that would allow you to flood them with your fountain of death,” he said with a calm voice full of confidence in every statement. “I know you have no qualms making a bottom bleed. I know you always hold back when you have intercourse – physically in the act as well as in your ejaculation. That is unhealthy and as your physician, I must provide a treatment regiment that will ensure your full well-being.” I leaned back in the chair and moaned in pleasure as Dr. Mike’s fingers deftly worked my dick as he continued, “You have been given a gift – many gifts – and those gifts need to be shared – and so I offer the first of but many cum dumps for you to use, to mark, to infect, to enjoy in ways you never imagined possible.” I groaned again and licked my lips as my breathing got faster and my heart started to race. Dr. Mike suddenly released his grip on my dick, rolled his stool to the side, grabbed another clipboard, held out a pen with a disarming smile, but an evil glint in his eyes and said, “These are the consent forms for your treatment. Sign and date here – initial here – there.” He flipped the page, “This page affirms that there is no monetary payment due, however there is a co-pay of no consequence that we will address later.” I couldn’t put pen to paper fast enough and once the forms were signed, Dr. Mike rolled his stool back, set the clipboard down, stood up, gestured towards the waiting ass with his left hand and said, “My patient is waiting,” before he calmly walked over and stood by the tied up bottom. Nervously I stood up and followed: my raging dick leading the way and dripping my toxic cum in long drools with every step. Just inches from the unconscious bottom I realized how my dick was perfectly aligned with his waiting hole as if…as if Dr. Mike knew my exact height and other measurements and had planned accordingly. But how? Dr. Mike just smiled and nodded as I tentatively stepped closer, my flesh pressing against the bottom’s. I turned to Dr. Mike who said nothing, but just nodded. I gently reached out and inserted my right index finger between the waiting mounds of twink flesh. His ass crack was totally hairless, as was the rest of his body – whether natural or manicured – it did not matter, it was sexy as fuck! I slid my finger against his puckered ass ring and with but the slightest effort of pressure it slowly opened and sucked my finger in to the hilt. No resistance, no squirming, no fighting. The bottom suddenly let out a low, guttural moan and I yanked my finger back in surprise and shock. Dr. Mike just chuckled and with his hands still clasped in front of him like he was monitoring a science experiment of no regard, he turned to Dr. Collins and ordered, “A little more if you please.” Dr. Collins flooded the IV input with a wave of milky white slumber. Dr. Mike turned and looked at me expectantly. I had never really fucked in front of an audience and the whole situation was beyond fucking strange. Dr. Mike held out his hands, palms up in an apologetic gesture and said, “Given the current treatment, at least this time, I must be here to attend my patients – you and him. In the future – if you decide to continue under my care – I expect that will not be necessary and only Dr. Collins will need to monitor such aspects of your visits. However, my plan for treatment is that – based on your performance – hypothetically of course, that a first treatment may be such as we have today with the patient totally unaware and unconscious. Next time, maybe it will be a lighter sleep. The time after, maybe semi-conscious, but still restrained. The time after that? Who knows? You may find that having your way with someone completely restrained yet fully conscious is more to your – shall we say medical needs?” There was that fucking dark smile again. Dr. Mike was an evil, twisted, son of a bitch and part of me wanted to be just like him! I needed to fuck. I needed to breed that ass and knowing he was knocked out, anonymous, NEG, and that I might infect him sent me to the fucking moon! I stepped closer, lining my dick head with Lucas’ asshole. No, no names – this was just some cum dump – some dirty bottom willing to take any raw dick and I planned to POZ him good. This time I jammed three fingers all at once at that ass ring and just like before it opened, but damage was done. Dr. Mike issued a small chuckle and “Yes!” as I dug my nails into the bottom’s hole, harder and harder, over and over, yearning to break through the walls of his drug induced state to hear him moan in pain and beg for mercy. That never happened, which only spurred me on to finger fuck his hole rougher. I glanced to the side to see Dr. Mike adjust his own hard dick and I smiled. Yeah, that’s right, I could be as twisted as he was, just watch. This bottom would remember the day I bred him and when I finally pulled my fingers out they were nice and red. I then started to slap his ass – full on arm swings – and those apple cheeks went from white, to pink, to red, to shades of purple in no time. God damn I wanted to bust right then! My hand hurt from slapping him so hard and yet not a single moan or sound escaped those pink little lips that protruded from the leather hood over his head. While Dr. Mike was clearly into it, Dr. Collins seemed oblivious and totally focused on his patient and the monitors. Fine by me. I took a step back, slid my right hand up and down my shaft a few times to coat my death rod with my POZ, sticky precum, wiped my hands on the bottom’s sides, then grabbed the two biggest handfuls of flesh that I could and squeezed and dug in. I PAUSED, LOOKED AT DR. MIKE, AND AS HE MET MY EYES I SLAMMED MY DICK THROUGH THE BOTTOM’S OUTER HOLE AND BURIED MYSELF INSIDE HIM! The bottom’s body made no movement at all as I ripped him open. The pillow beneath his legs became stained. While I expected to see the waves of pain ripple through his body, his ass never clenched, never tried to push me out, never fought back. Somewhere between his fresh stab wounds and his brain all nerve impulses just faded away – thank you Dr. Collins! I clenched his flesh tighter in my grasp. I wanted him to be bruised, sore, and it was time to rape some ass. I grunted and growled as I pulled out and slammed all 10-inches+ of my raw dick into my victim’s hole and the more it got wet, the harder I fucked. My balls were bursting, ready to breed and infect this cum dump. My fountain of death was ready to explode like Deep Water Horizon and forever alter the world! I PICKED UP MY PACE, AND FUCKED AS HARD AS I COULD. I WANTED TO RAPE THAT ASS – HURT IT – INFECT IT – BREED IT – FILL HIS GUTS WITH MY LOAD! DR. MIKE WAS RIGHT – I HAD MANY GIFTS AND THIS BOTTOM WOULD GET THEM ALL AND AS I LOOKED DOWN AND SAW MY RED-COATED DICK I LOST IT – FROZE – AND SHOOK AS MY HYPERSPERMIA DELIVERED WHAT FELT LIKE A QUART OF INFECTED AIDS NUTT INTO THAT BOTTOM’S SHREDDED ASS. Oh yeah, in addition to shooting a lot in volume, my orgasm – my real orgasm which have been few and far between – seem to last for fucking ever and by the time my dick stopped spurting and I was able to let go of the flesh clenched in a death grip in my hands, I felt like I would pass out. With my dick still inside his unwilling hole, and streams of ass juice and my cum frothing out around my semi-hard dick, I flopped on top of the twink’s body feeling utterly satisfied for the maybe the first time ever. Dr. Mike was behind me, pressed his body against my naked ass and reached out and laid his right hand on my chest, “Please, if you could just stand back up, we do not want to impede his breathing.” Oh shit! Something about his touch, his body pressed to mine, the feel of his hard dick through his pants … fuck I don’t know – set me off again and I started blowing another load up that bottom’s hole without even another stroke. This one racked me to my bones and every spasm that burned through my body was felt by Dr. Mike who moaned and held me as I POZZED that ripped up ass all over again! When my balls were finally drained, my dick slid out of that beaten hole like a python that had just gorged on a herd of goats and was ready for a long nap. Dr. Mike stepped back, wiped his hands one against the other, smiled and said, “There. Now if you please. Get dressed and I will see you back here next Monday, same time,” and with that he left. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!) (Dr Mike: Biohazard and Healer – all story links here - https://breeding.zone/topic/34692-dr-mike-biohazard-story-links/#comment-384265 )

names James. I'm 31, 6' 1", dark hair, hairy, and have a fit body. I've been poz for about five years now. From time to time I would go visit my parents, and every time I was visiting them, it happened Derek, my younger brother's cute friend also was also visiting. Each time I also found we were eyeing each other. The time I first met him he was only 15, but now he is 18, about 5' 8", dirty blonde hair with a nice bubble ass. On a few occasions, when my brother and Derek were swimming, I went into Derek's bag and sniffed his undies. There's nothing like smelling a young man's underwear: always scented with precum, and sometimes I jerked and blew my cum in them - just for good measure. One night my parents were out of town and asked that I keep an eye on the house while my brother and Derek were swimming. At some point my brother went inside, leaving Derek and me alone. Derek climbed out of the pool and, as the water dripping from his treasure trail, asked "Hey James, can I get a smoke?" I immediately popped hard on. "Sure, Derek, but can you…" "Can I what?" "Ummm, it's nothing." "Just tell me," he replied. "Well, I just wanted you to turn around. You have a nice ass." "I'll even lower my shorts a bit, just for you." And let me tell you. From that point on I was determined to fuck his ass! I didn't care. I had to poz him. So the very next day I gave my friend Mark a call, and asked for his assistance in getting into Derek's ass. Mark readily agreed, and so the next day Mark and his sister to stop over. Now, Mark is about 30, and his sister is 19. I picked-up some booze and the five of us started to drink, and I made sure Derek got more shots than any of the rest of us. As Mark and I expected, Mark's sister got bored and wanted to go out clubbing, and I graciously gave them cab fair. As they were started to get ready to leave my brother quietly said Derek was going to stay home as he had had a bit to much to drink. Yes, all was going to plan. My brother and Derek's sister left, leaving me and Mark alone with Derek. "Sorry if I ruined your night, guys," Derek slurred slightly. "No problem at all," I replied, adding "Mark and I are gonna take a swim. Why don't you join us in the back?" "Sure, just give me another smoke," answered Derek. Oh, I'll give you something, I said to myself as I handed him a cigarette. With that the three of us wandered out to the pool, and Mark asked "Hey James, do you have any spare suits?" "Nah," I replied, suggesting "since it's just us, we can just wear our underwear." Mark and I immediately stripped-down, and James followed our example, albeit somewhat clumsily. He had definitely had enough to drink, still, he was the first to jump in, and I was next, although, since he was slightly drunk, he didn't move-out of the way, with the result I surfaced underneath him, and we ended-up wrestling our way back to the wide staircase. Derek tried to jump on my back to knock me back into the water, and as I staggered under his weight, I couldn't help but inwardly smile as I felt his hard cock pressing against my back. "Yo, Derek, what's that you got there, buddy?" I asked. "Sorry, dude, sorry, but you're hot, man," he replied. Joining in, Mark suggested "Hey Derek, if you think James is so how, why don't you show him how much you like his body?" With only the consideration of a second, Derek looked me up and down, grabbed my cock, and placed my hands on his ass as he began giving me an impassioned, if somewhat drunken, kiss. Knowing Derek was where we wanted him, Mark came over and the two of us helped Derek out of the pool, and into the bedroom, where Mark and I got ready to breed him. Somewhat to my surprise Derek said "Fuck, you're so hot! I can't believe this. I've never been with a guy." I murmured in reply, "Well, to be honest, I've wanted to play with you since I first saw you, so you're in luck: you'll get to play with not only me, but my buddy Mark." "I want your cocks inside me," Derek replied, but Mark suggested, "Well, maybe you should start by sucking us off for a while, and then we'll see who gets to tag your ass." And damn, for a first timer he gave a surprisingly good blow job, and while Derek worked on me, Mark began rimming him, getting him ready for my poz cock. Derek, fully aroused by the attention to his ass, was thoroughly excited, and I was happy when he abruptly stood-up, turned-around, and commanded "Fuck me, now." I graciously prepared to comply, and lubed his ass and myself with some Elbow Grease I had strategically placed in the night table drawer, but just as my head was knocking at his hole, Derek asked "Wait, do you have condoms?" Again I was prepared "Sure do," as I pulled one out of the same night table drawer. Derek slid the condom onto my cock, turned around, and presented his ass. Ever helpful Mark distracted him with some poppers, and I began to breach Derek's ass. "Good boy," I coo'd, "why not go down on Mark?" As he did so, I slowly worked my way into Derek's ass, although I admit I ran out of patience towards the end, and just rammed myself home. Naturally Derek yelped in surprise and pain, but I didn't pause: I fucked him vigorously, determined to leave my load in his hole. Fortunately Derek was a natural bottom, and within a minute or two had opened-up to the point he could exclaim "Oh, fuck, that feels amazing! Fuck me, James!" I urged him on, answering "You got it, buddy, take it. Take my cock!" "Fuck, I want you to fuck me every time you visit," he replied. I snickered thinking he was asking for more than he realized, but didn't let on, replying "Get on your back, Derek. I wanna see your eyes as I fuck you!" Now on his back, he replied "Oh, man, it hurts so good." And knowing I needed to shed the condom before I blew my load, I suggested "Hey Mark, why don't you crouch over Derek's face and let him rim your hole?" Mark and Derek thought this was a good idea, and as they positioned themselves, I kept pounding away, but each time I withdrew I surreptitiously slid the condom a bit off my cock, so by the time Derek's tongue slid into Mark's hole, I was barebacking Derek. Yup. My entire eight inch poz cock was now barebacking Derek, and I was very close to seeding him, so I asked "Fuck, Derek, where do you want me to cum?" "Blow your load in my ass, man, in my ass," Derek replied, only to resume rimming Mark. "Fuck, yeah, man, here it is!" I replied, as I pounded ever harder. My load was now about to blow, so I let both Derek and Mark know as much when I pushed my way in, balls-deep, and announced "Here, take it! Take my cum!" As I blew my load inside Derek's ass, he came at virtually the same moment. Not to be out done, Mark gave himself a couple of jerks and blew his load all over Derek's chest, and even Derek's face. So Derek was the model of a slut: cum covering his face as my cum, my poz cum, soaked into his ass. When we had caught our breath I gasped "Hey, buddy, you better get to bed before my brother gets home," but tired by the booze and the fuck, Derek passed-out, so Mark and I carried him into the spare bed and made him comfortable for the night.

I was in the doctor’s office for my annual exam. I had being seeing Dr. Phillips for a few years and I was pretty comfortable talking about all my health care issues with him. He knew that I was gay. Hell…he even knew that I was a bottom during sex. It was around 4:30 pm on a Friday afternoon and I was looking forward to the three-day weekend. I guess mine was the next-to-last appointment of the day. There was only one guy left in the waiting room. He was a slender guy, a little older than me, with average looks and short sandy hair. I didn’t pay much attention to him. After checking my physical responses, the doctor asked me the usual health and lifestyle questions. This year, however, my answer about whether I practiced safe sex was different. I told him that I had gotten fucked without a condom on several occasions. Surprisingly, I didn’t get the lecture that I expected. Instead, he asked me to explain my reasons for bottoming without protection. Hesitantly, I told him that I was becoming attracted to the idea of “bug chasing.” I said that I was attracted to the idea of taking poz cum. He said, “Are you aware of the risk that you might convert to being HIV-positive?” I relied, “I guess so. I haven’t thought about it that much yet, but the notion of routinely taking loads of some guy’s infected sperm is becoming increasingly appealing to me. It’s like breaking some wild kind of taboo!” The doctor said, “I’ve read up on this kind of behavior and it seems that most men professing a desire to be "pozzed" are really only engaging in an extreme sort of fantasy. Do you think that’s true in your case?” “No, Doc, I’m sure that that’s what I want. The whole idea turns me on for so MANY reasons!” When he heard this, his manner changed…more alert, more interested. He looked at me intently for a few moments, as if making up his mind about something. He said, “I’ve got an idea. It just so happens that the young man out in the waiting room has recently tested HIV-positive. We haven’t started him on any medications yet, so his Viral Level is extremely high. Why don’t I ask him to join us?” “You mean NOW?” I squeaked. I was still lying on the exam table, clad only in a thin Johnny that had been pulled up above my waist. I felt exposed and vulnerable. “Yes, right now! There’s no time like the present.” He then stood up, crossed the room and opened the door to the waiting room. I heard him tell his nurse that she could go home now. “Have a great weekend, Nancy!” he said. Next, he called out, “Mark! Why don’t you come into my office?” I could hear footsteps as the quiet young guy that I’d seen earlier came on in. He looked with a gleam of interest at my half-naked body lying on the examination table. The doctor said, “Mark, this is Alex, one of my patients. He currently is HIV-negative but he tells me that he’s been having unsafe sex recently in hopes of contracting the virus. Isn’t that right, Alex?” I could only blush in response. Mark stared at me with a wolfish grin on his face. Doctor Phillips continued, “It occurred to me that you two could help each other. Mark was telling me that he’s been getting very frustrated since his diagnosis because he stopped having sex. Mark, you don’t mind discussing this with Alex present, do you?” “No, doc! That’s ok. It’s just that I’m so HORNY all the time now. Do you think I’ll ever be able to fuck normally again?” The doctor then said to me, “You’re ok with this, too, Alex? We have your permission to help? I mean, you don’t object, do you?” I was confused. Help me? Help me with WHAT? I tried to say something…anything, but only a choked sound came out. “Well,” the doctor said, “the solution seems pretty simple. Mark, why don’t you go ahead and insert your penis into Alex here so you can commence intercourse. That will grant you the sexual release you’ve been seeking and Alex here can begin receiving the virus that he’s been trying to get. Go ahead, Mark, give him what he’s been asking for.” My head was spinning but I could only moan incoherently at the thought of what was about to happen. Was I just going to let this total stranger deposit his infected fluid deep within my bowels? Dr. Phillips voice brought me back. “Here’s some KY Jelly, Mark. Doctors always have plenty of that on hand.” At that, I felt a large stiff cock push inside me. Mark muttered, “Shit, doc! You don’t know how great this tight hole feels. You sure this guy Alex doesn’t care that I’m gonna flood his guts with my AIDS babies? Is that what you want, Alex? You want me to knock you up?” The doctor replied, “Don’t give it a second thought, Mark! It’s exactly what he wants. He told me so himself!” After Mark shot his first toxic load into me, Dr. Phillips insisted that he repeat the intercourse twice more “for good measure.” On my way out the door on wobbly legs the doctor slipped a small white appointment card into my hand. “I want the two of you to return for office visits until your HIV test comes back positive. Have a great weekend and see you next week!”

I've been trying to meet up with this local guy off bbrt. Finally did. He seeded me well. Nice, average sized uncut duck.

THE SECOND SERVICE I arrived promptly at 6pm as instructed, wearing the proper church attire, and knocked three times as before. The Father immediately opened the door, wearing nothing but his rainbow-colored scarf. His cock was in a semi state of arousal but generally hanging. Something was different this time though. The father had a rather large PA in his cock. He saw the look of excitement in my eyes, and greeted me into his temple. I was led to the kneeling bench, where I was instructed to disrobe, and worship his holy post. I had sucked a cock with a PA before, but never one this large. As his post enlarged, he began to aggressively face fuck me. His PA hitting and clanging against my teeth. After about 10 minutes, he withdrew his raging cock from my mouth, and once again removed a filled chalice, to which he said, “drink ye all of it.” I quickly obliged, and once again felt a wonderful feeling rush through my body. My pathetic cock started to strain within its cage, and became somewhat painful. Father then instructed me to lay over the bench with my ass high in the air. I then once again felt his fingers stretching my ass, and the name familiar feel of sharp chards being shoved up my hungry and needy ass. The Father simply said, take this body for your conversion into the faith. Once again, the Father reached under the cloth, and brought out a familiar brown bottle. He explained that my conversion to the faith was not meant to be painful, but I would need these for the blessing that I was about to receive. My mind was already racing, and as he held the bottle to my nose, I felt a familiar warm rush through my body. When he felt that I was ready, he asked if I was ready to receive the blessing that I desired. Of course I was. His rather large cock with its PA still worried me, however I knew it would help me receive the blessing that I desired. With that the Father pulled apart my quivering ass cheeks, using only spit as a lube. He immediately thrust his cock into me balls deep, and although it hurt, it was a good kind of hurt. He pounded my ass hard for a good 15 minutes, most of the time while chanting something in Latin. I could tell when he was ready to shoot his poison deep inside me, yet he asked if I was ready for the blessing I was to receive. As I said Yes Father, I could feel his seed flooding my ass. He remained inside me, still hard for a good 5 minutes or so. Before he pulled out, he once again reached under the covered alter, and removed a rather large butt plug, emblazoned with a biohazard symbol on its base. He withdrew his cock, and quickly inserted the plug up my ass. Although his cock was large, the plug was much thicker. I could feel his precious seed leaking down my leg as he inserted the plug. He immediately began licking the cum from my leg, and instructed me to roll over. As I did, the Father put his lips to mine, saying that precious seed was not to be wasted. Afterwards, I was instructed to thoroughly clean his holy post. It was once again covered in a red frothy seed, much more red than out first time. After the cleaning, Father instructed me to get dressed, and to keep the plug in me for at lest 24 hours. He thanked me for attending services, and asked if I would be back for Sunday service and I said yes Father. A wide smile came across his face as I said that. He said that I was becoming a loyal member of the church, and that Sunday was a special religious holiday, and that I would be meeting other church Elders then. He instructed me to wear my usual church attire, and to make sure that the plug was inside me upon arrival. With that he patted me on my head, and said “depart in friendship.”

i've was around a lot of drugs as a kid. my sister is 3 years older than me and i was sort of her and her best friends mascot. When i was 14, they'd get stoned every day before going to school. They had military boyfriends and they'd often party together with whatever was available, lots of hallucinogens. They'd all offer, i'd always decline. So i've had lots of experience observing people who are stoned. As a critical care nurse, i've also had lots of experience with people where it's gone bad and they have fried brains or hearts. i've cared for lots of people who used meth with completely destroyed hearts (they get ruined heart valves from infections from needles). Between the two experiences and what i have seen, drugs just scare me.

Sounds like you had a great time!

Not sure what is a “crazy sex pig” to you but I have never done drugs and won’t knowingly play with anyone on them.

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Guy jacked off while fondling my ass at a park after dark. Wooded trails, I took a dead end, when I turned back a guy was following me. He stood too close then touched my ass,t hen really started feeling me up and held a bottle of poppers to my nose. I backed away but he pushed them to my nose and then I guess I stumbled, not sure, the next thing I know he was fingering my ass and jacking off on my backside. He nutted an left.

If U come back to cph/scandinavia again later , send me a message telling where and when U wanna use my cunt , and let's make it possible?

Damn, wish we had bars down here (L.A.) where I could go and get bred like that. Used to in Palm Springs when I spent a lot of time out there. Oink!

I don't really care. Just make sure its clean and lubed.

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

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I was new here in town. I needed to get a physical exam for my new job so I asked around and one of my neighbors recommended I go see Dr. Kendrick, over on 10th. I called to make an appointment and a few days later I headed over there. Dr. K had an office right there in his home, a cozy-looking house set back from the street. Inside the front door was a small waiting area. A sign on the wall said to take a seat until I was called. After a few minutes a door opened. First, a young man about my age came out and hurried for the front door. I remember that his face was red and sweaty. Maybe he had seen the doctor because he had a fever. Next, Dr. K stepped into the waiting room and said, "You must be Larry. Larry Hicks? Come on into my exam room." I followed him into a bigger room. This one had a desk, a couple of chairs, cabinets and, in the middle of the floor, was a medical exam table. "Why don't you start getting undressed while we talk? You can leave your boxers and shirt on for now." So, I took off my socks and shoes along with my trousers, shirt and underwear and put them on one of the chairs. "Hop up on the table," he said, and tell me what I can do for you." As I explained my reason for the appointment he began making notes of our conversation. He asked my age, which was 19, and inquired about my medical and family history. All the while he poked and prodded me, working his way through the exam. Eventually the questions turned more personal. "So, are you sexually active, Larry?" I reddened a bit and said, "Not much. I've only done it a couple of times." "That's not a problem," he said. "Now...when you think about having sex...you know, when you get horny...do you mainly think of having sex with women or having sex with men?" Seeing the shocked expression on my face, he continued, "It makes no difference to me, young man. I just need to get a complete picture of your situation." "I don't know," I said, "I guess maybe I'm gay. I've only done it with two guys." "Well, if you're unsure, we can certainly help you figure that out. Do you like having your penis sucked?" I nodded. "Do you like it when a man puts his organ in your mouth? Do you like to pleasure him? Do you like him to ejaculate in your mouth? And do you swallow his semen?" Guiltily, I nodded "yes" to each question. "Well, at this point, I think it's safe to say that you are an homosexual." I blushed. "Now, as for anal sex...are you the insertive partner?" He glanced at me. "Hmmm! No! Probably not! So, you're the receptive partner, right?" My cheeks burned bright red and I could only look at the floor. So...you are what's commonly known as...."a bottom. In plain words...you accommodate the needs of other men. Excellent!" He smiled warmly! "Let's move on! Do you have any Sexually Transmitted Diseases? Herpes? Syphilis?" "No," I stammered. "Are you HIV-negative?" "Yes! I mean...I guess so." "Well," he said, "we have to be sure. We'll get you tested for everything. Then I can give you a clean bill of health." He did the pinprick and drew some blood. "Larry, I'm running a little behind. While we're waiting for your results, I'm going to put you in the next room. Bring your stuff. You can leave your boxers and shirt on for now." He ushered me through a doorway into the next room. "This actually is my bedroom," he said, and indeed, there was a large bed situated against one wall. "I use this as a second exam room when it gets busy. It's quiet and private. Have a seat there on the bed and make yourself comfortable. Mrs. Shaw is just stopping by to get her flu shot. It won't take long. I'll be back in about 10 minutes." He retreated to the first exam room and closed the door behind him. I sat down at the base of the bed and began to wait. In a few moments, I heard another patient enter the room next door and I could hear the murmur of their conversation. A few minutes later I could hear Mrs. Shaw departing. After a few more minutes, Dr. K came back into the bedroom. "Good news!" he said. "You're completely healthy. Your HIV test was negative. I hope you're not disappointed?" I was a bit confused. "What did you say?" He smiled back at me. "Oh, nothing...let's finish up the exam. You seemed a little unsure about your sexuality. You know...your preferences and needs. So, let's find out!" With that, he reached out and placed his palm against my chest as I sat there at the end of the bed. He pushed firmly, causing me to lie back on the bed cover. "I want to check your responses," he said as he began unbuttoning my shirt. When he was finished, the shirt fell open, exposing my chest and stomach. Without any warning, he reached out with both hands and used his fingers to firmly grasp my nipples. As he gave them a short but sharp twist, I moaned involuntarily, "Uhnh!" and my mouth remained open in an O-shape. My body reacted strangely in other ways as well. My back arched, pushing my chest towards the doctor's hands. Also, my knees jerked, pulling apart and upward towards my chest a bit. Dr. K stepped smoothly into the gap between my legs, thereby preventing them from closing. Dr. K's smile got bigger. "Well, well! That's interesting." He twisted the flesh trapped between his fingers once again and said, "When I apply pressure HERE, look what happens. Your legs spread apart and your mouth opens wide." And that's just what happened. As my legs parted, he pressed even closer to me. He leaned forward and placed his right hand on my face. Two fingers aggressively entered my mouth and started exploring. "This is VERY NICE," he said. "Even better than I had hoped for." I could only try to gurgle a response. Dr. K's voice remained kindly but his eyes seemed to harden somewhat as he looked down at me. "Raise your hips, Larry! Come on...haven't got all day! Let's get these off you." With that, I felt his free hand tug on my boxers. They slid off my hips and down my legs, finally brushing past my toes as they fell away to the floor. "There...that's better! You won't be needing them for a while." His fingers continued their rough invasion of my mouth and I felt his other hand cup my balls. He used his thumb to stroke the head of my dick in a circular motion. I response to his ministrations, I could feel my cock begin to lengthen and swell. "Your reflexes have proven exceptional," he announced. "Can you tell that your penis is becoming erect? And your nipples! My Lord,...we've already seen how responsive to stimulation they are." As if to prove the point, his hands descended on my nipples again, his fingers pincering them forcefully. I was helpless as my mouth opened again and my legs twitched further apart. Now, THREE fingers were jammed into my gaping mouth. "We've conclusively established that your sexual responses are HOMOSEXUAL! Now we should discuss your HIV status. I know that you tested negative this time, but it's well known that many gay men secretly regret being negative. For many reasons, every day, men like you choose to become HIV-positive. I imagine that you must have given it thought, haven't you?" With his digits swirling around inside my mouth, only garbled noises came out in response. "That's what I thought," he continued, as if I had somehow agreed with him. "Let's help you decide! Let's say you were gay...which you are. And you were a submissive bottom...which apparently you are. And your status is negative...which it is. And you desperately wanted to be HIV-positive instead." He now looked at me. "Is that right?" "Anngh! Gruhhh! Mmmpph!" He looked at me quizzically. "Does that mean, 'Yes'?" I tried to lurch upright, but his hand on my face kept me pinned to the bed. The doctor nodded, "See! I knew that deep down, you might want that for yourself. The question is...what can we do about it? Hmmm?" He stared at me. His eyes didn't seem very friendly any more. In fact, I felt like the doomed bird transfixed by the serpent's gaze. "Let's figure this out together. Here's a test for you. I just want you to answer honestly. Nobody's judging you here, ok?" Although the alarms in my head hadn't really stopped, I nodded my head. "Good! SO, let's say you come to me seeking my advice about becoming HIV-positive. I might ask you the following: "If you were to be helped in converting to a positive status, would you want to be infected, or 'assisted' if you prefer that word, by one man alone...or would you prefer to be infected by several men at once? Of course...you'd be in a sling for comfort." I was lying on the bed, unable to speak intelligibly and unable to sit up. My shoulders drooped in resignation. Maybe I should just play his game and see what happened. I gently prodded his fingers with my tongue. He got the hint and withdrew them so I could be understood. "I....I....," I whispered. He asked, "What?" As he leaned closer, his fingers gave each nipple a sharp little pinch. I gasped, "one man...ONE MAN!" He squeezed HARDER! "Say it ALL!" he commanded. Utterly under his control, I moaned, "I...I'd want...ONE MAN...one man to INFECT ME!" "I was hoping that's what you'd say. That's all you had to do, Larry...just ask!" I could hear his free hand fumbling with his belt. His other hand left my mouth and I heard the sound of a zipper being lowered followed by the whisper of his pants as he pushed them down. He cupped my balls again and my dick, no longer neglected, stiffened rapidly. Dr. K leaned over and covered my mouth with his. His tongue entered me, controlled me. "You don't have to be afraid, Larry! I'm going to take care of you. We're going to do this the right way, baby. His mouth trailed down my chest and belly. Upon reaching my cock, he engulfed it with his lips and began sucking up and down my shaft. Heavenly! Too quickly, he broke free and brought his face back up to mine. "You know...I've given many guys like you their first fuck...right here on this bed. And I given many guys their first condomless fuck...right here on this bed. In fact, I've given many men...men just like you, Larry... their first POZZING...right here on this bed! Pozzing...that means taking a man that is HIV-negative and introducing the active virus into his system, turning him HIV-positive. It's a privilege to be the one that helped you to understand your need to convert to positive like so many have done before you." He continued,"Nothing could be simpler, more natural and more normal than for two men to share their fluids like this, in order for the negative one to convert. Let me show you. "Open your mouth!" I didn't have a choice because his fingernails scratched across my nipples, making my mouth open. He leaned over me and slowly spit a few long gobs of saliva into my waiting orifice. "Now...Taste it!" I ran my tongue through his spit, letting his juices mingle with mine. "And Swallow it!" he ordered. I meekly complied. "See how natural that was?" I could feel the head of his dick bobbing around, pushing into my ball sac, leaving a trail of gooey precum wherever it touched. Suddenly, I felt warm liquid washing over my belly, running back down over my cock and balls onto the bed. "See, Baby! See how natural that is? How good my piss feels on you? I'm sharing that with you as well." My mind reeled with the thought that, by sharing his fluids, he was merging himself, his very DNA with me. ""The best comes last!" he hissed. His penis zeroed in on my hole. The head, still leaking precum, nudged a bare half inch into me, and stopped. "There!" he whispered. "I'm inside you and I've already left a tiny bit of fluid behind. A little HIV is already growing inside you. Do you want MORE?" All I could do was whimper! "You have to SAY IT!" he said. "YES!...I want more!" With that, he eased in and started up a slow steady pistoning motion. He growled, "You want my HIV? You want me to fuck my HIV into your neg pussy? SAY IT!" All the while his thrusts picked up speed and power. My voice got louder. "YES! Fuck me with your HIV! Make me positive! POZ ME!!" By now, he was banging into me furiously. "I want you to remember that someday....someday when you have AIDS...that it's MY AIDS inside you. I'm the one that infected you, put my virus in you. And YOU...you did what a Poz Bottom was supposed to do...you just SPREAD YOUR LEGS and BEGGED ME FOR IT!" He yelled as he began to blast his viral sperm deep within me. I could almost fell the bug attaching itself to my sensitive rectal walls, starting to grow. Dr. K rolled off of me and stood up. He bent over and gave my ass a loud smack. "I've probably knocked you up. I'm pretty potent because I don't take any HIV medications and my viral levels are always very high. Just to be safe, let's give you an appointment in 3 months so you can come in and get tested. My promise is that I'll keep fucking you until my virus has claimed you.

I find it Most Stupid when people refer to having sex as "sleeping", especially by guys in this site. C'mon, the use of the word "sleeping" is for people who are offended by sexually charged words. I've read in this site comments like "I'm afraid to go to the clinic because I slept with so many guys at the bathhouse the other night." Most stupid!

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

Hey bud, I don't think it's a question of "normal" or not, per se. Seems we've spent much of our life living on the edge, being risky. Fear of being outed when we were not out; fear of being caught or arrested when having sex, like in bathrooms, parks, cars, etc; fear of AIDs in the 80's and 90's. So to me your concern is appropriate. Like you, when my horns come out "I need it, must get it" and pursue it until I do. Often afterwards I would worry, "Did I convert? Was he poz?" And also like you, so many times when I was "in heat" I'd end up watching hot porn or something, jerk off, and then the feeling would pass and I'd be "safe" for a while until I came into heat again. I recently started PrEP so now am actively pursuing cocks, denying myself cumming (which is not that hard for a hungry bottom), and less concerned. I think a lot of us live with fantasies of the sex partner we want, the partner, the whole scenario. And then it always boils down to getting a good fuck and being bred and we're back in reality again. Oink!

At 4:30, I got a text from one of my favourite fuck buddies.The first time we met up, this guy told me to meet him on his pitch black front porch, got me to strip down right there and suck him and take a good hard pounding... we move into an even more visible/exposed area just as he was about to blow his load in me... He's this dominant, straight thuggish type who loves humiliating a cumpig faggot like me, but also loooooves fucking a cumpig faggot like me. Anyway, he told me he was too busy to fuck tonight, but then around 4:30, I got a text asking me to meet him near this steel factory.... he hopped in my car, we parked in their yard, and went at it. Wound up bing real awkward to fuck in my car, so I told him just to fuck me outside. We moved to a slightly more covered area, some woods just off our town's boardwalk, and he made me his cumdump again, just as people were starting to get out and get their morning walks in. His load is dripping from my cunt as we speak, and it tastes delicious.

Got invited by a FB on bbrt to attend one of the local parties while I am in Atlanta this week. I have (tried) to hold parties like this before and frankly my results suck! So i went with pretty low expectations. It was a pretty usual set up..hotel room with door that opens to the outside, door unlocked. When i walked in 4 guys were already on one of the beds all tangled up rimming and sucking each other. My thought was this is a pretty good start...i quickly stripped and joined in. In a few the guy that invited me got there, he has a massive cock. Long and fat. Yes. Right after he stripped a hot black guy shows up he’s dressed like he just left work and is stopping off for a quickie before going home. At this point i am on the side of the bed getting plowed by the other guys there. The black guy is hot and i wanted him. I managed to get near him and he started rubbing my ass and another bottom laying next to me. He slipped in me and gave me a nice fuck before switching to the other bottom next to me. He switched back and forth for a few minutes. He entered me and really started pounding, i thought “he’s ready to get off and bounce”. My intuition was right. Dude started pounding me and I was holding his cock tight in my hole. At this point all of the guys are standing around watching us fuck and me get bred. Last few thrusts and he unloads in me. Pulls out, wipes off, gets dressed and leaves. My buddy that invited me starts fucking the other bottom and he can barely take his big tool. Then I got fucked by another of the tops and he quickly unloads in me. By this time, the room is pretty full and action is going on all around. Mostly sucking and some fucking. It’s early still. The hung daddy decides to move over to me and we start kissing and he tells me how much he loved watching the bbc unload in my hole. He says it’s his turn. I get on my back, raise my legs over his shoulders as he slowly glides in. This guy’s dick is so big most of the other guys stop and come over to watch. I am taking it like a champ. After starting missionary, he puts me on all fours for a bit. The other guys are encouraging him to pound me harder. He tells me to lay flat face down and he crawls on top of me. I am 5’10” tall and this guy is prob 6’3” and 30-40 lbs heavier and he has all of his weight on me as he starts to assault my ass. This makes the other guys really get into watching me and encouraging him to breed me. After a bit, he starts to tense up and i know he’s close. He starts to shake and unload deep in my bowels. Within the first 45 minutes i had 3 loads and my ass is dripping. I took a break but the party didn’t. Was surprised how many guys ended up attending. Overall probably 20+ guys showed throughout the evening with a good variety of tops, bottoms and vers guys. All shapes and sizes. I watched the other guys give and take loads, it was so hot! All of the guys were engaging with everyone. No attitudes, everyone was there to feed their lust for man sex. At one point, there were 3 of us bottoms lined up doggy style around a bed and guys were taking turns fucking us. It as much as a mental turn on for me as physical turn on watching all of these complete strangers having intimate acts together randomly. As a true cumdump does, i stayed almost until the end. Guys (especially these guys) really like my hairy tight ass so i got fucked by all of the tops and vers guys so prob 16-17 of them. I took at least 7 loads for sure cause my ass was dripping cum profusely after 3 hrs. I went back to my hotel room and got a text from a fuck bud i met before. He’s 28 y/o small framed black guy with a very long uncut cock. I am 51 and he really likes Daddy/Son role play. I tell him my hole is loaded already, he doesn’t care. In a few minutes he’s walking into my hotel room with my door unlocked and ass in the air dripping still. He rims me and tastes my jizz filled hole. He’s really turned on and starts kissing and slobbering cum all over my face. We start the role play and he is totally turned on. This kid fucks like his cock is a pistol, he rams it in over and over and tries to go deeper with each thrust. He fucks me for 45 minutes in every position possible and keep the daddy/son fantasy talk going to keep him turned on even more. I am flipped over on my back and am in missionary when he starts to pound with everything he has. My ass is pretty sore at this point so i am encouraging him to breed me. He starts breathing and sweating, eyes roll in his head and ropes of cum are blasting in my already full ass. He keeps his cock in and I feel 2 more smaller blasts. After he pulls out, he jumps in the shower and is off to see his lover. BEST TUESDAY EVER!

This chapter is to help move the story forward. If you guys are interested I'll continue. Message or comment to let me know. Thanks Part 21 I sat completely still trying to gather my thoughts. What happened to me? What do I do? Go to the police and say what had happened, they wouldn’t believe me. What if they caught the guys and there was a tape of me saying I wanted it. What about my work? Just then I noticed my phone was on my bedside table. I picked it up and unlocked it. There were no notifications, I opened up my messages and there were a few I’d recently sent to a couple of my colleagues. It was the same message i’d sent out to each of them. “Completely floored with the a viral infection, told to take a couple of weeks off to get it into my system. Should be back after it’s been passed on.” I re-read the message several times there were mistakes ,I’d noticed, then I realised they weren’t typos. I did get a viral infection, it did take a couple of weeks to work into my system after it had been passed on to me. That’s when it hit me, I burst into tears and began to sob. I had been pozzed by those men. They had infected me. I knew that struggling would have probably ended up with me beaten near to death but what do I do now? I looked again at my phone it was Sunday evening. It had been 2 weeks since I’d last been at home. I slowly climbed out of bed I walked towards my kitchen but made a quick change and ran to the toilet and threw up. I heaved for what felt like an eternity. I tried to clear my head. I had to go back to work tomorrow I had to pull myself together. I put everything to the back of my mind, as if it never happened. The only reminder being the cage still trapping my cock. I didn’t even care I felt flat and despondent. I woke up on the Monday morning feeling clear headed, I put all thoughts out of my head and focused on getting myself ready for work. Thankfully I had coffee mate and didn’t need to worry about getting fresh milk for my much needed coffee. I showered, not looking at my cock, and got ready and headed out the door. I made it through the office building without bumping into anyone I knew. I made my way to my desk and just as I sat down Mick appeared at my side. “Hey buddy, how are you doing?” I looked up to see Mick looked genuinely concerned. “Eh, I’m much better now thanks.” I didn’t really know what to say. “Good, glad to hear it. Sounded like a nasty bug you had. I haven’t been back to that bar since we had drinks. Wasn’t sure if you’d picked something up there or not. You can’t be too careful!” With that he walked off back to his desk. I made my way through about 100 emails, sifting through what was important and things that were no longer relevant due to me being off. Just after 11 I got an email from my boss asking to see me in his office as soon as, to check how i was doing. I made my way to his office, it was at the end of the corridor past the conference rooms and away from the rest of us. I knocked on the door and waited. “Come in” I made my way into the office, there was a sitting area around a coffee table and my boss sitting at a large desk, in front of a big window, at the far end of the room. “Take a seat John” My boss was in his mid 40’s with a runners build, silver hair and a well fitted pinstripe suit. I sat in the chair across from him and he leaned forward, I could almost smell his cologne. “I’m happy to see you back, it sounded like you caught quite a bug” I thought I caught him smirk slightly. “I normally don’t have time for people going off sick but after speaking with your doctor I realise the unavoidable circumstances of the situation. Some things just take time to work through your system” Listening to my boss speak, my heart began to race. “You spoke to my doctor?” I looked at him not knowing if I was confused or frightened by the answer to the question. “Yes a Dr. Brian, he called me to let me know you’d been in and out of consciousness and felt obliged to inform his employer.” I felt relieved. Maybe my boss hadn’t been told all the explicit things that had happened to me over the past couple of weeks. “We had a visit from the CEO a couple of weeks ago. Just after you went off sick. It’s a shame you never got the chance to be introduced. Never the less we now have a new line of products that require meetings and negotiations across the county. I know you’re just back but I want to put you forward for some of these trips, if you feel up to it?” I was awestruck, I’d just been off work very suddenly for 2 weeks and now I was coming back to work to what sounded like a promotion. “Your work has been getting noticed over the past few months and apart from being sick you’ve got an excellent record with us so far. You’d be compensated for the traveling and given a business card to make any necessary purchases while away.” My mouth was dry, I was getting a promotion. “Thank you sir, that sounds excellent. Thank you” “No need to thank me, just get your ass back to work” With that he got back to his paper work and I could tell I was being dismissed. I walked back to my desk feeling strangely relieved and happy. If I could put the past couple of weeks to the back of my mind maybe I could get back to normal. I continued to work for the rest of the day, dealing with new emails about various cities and dates for meetings. There was a lot of research involved which kept me busy. I eventually headed home, my mind totally distracted with work, It wasn’t until I went for a piss and seen the cage that everything came flooding back to me. How would I explain my cock cage to the TSA? As a slow panic started to build up, my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was an email from my boss, I was to leave tomorrow for a meeting in NY with the CEO and a couple of investors. Another email came through with travel details for a Train into Penn Station. I immediately felt relief, I thought about it and made a plan to go into a sex shop in NY and get a key for the cage around my cock. At least I would be able to be anonymous there, I’m sure they’ll have seen it all before and won’t be surprised by my problem.

Part 9 As Dolf stepped away from the freshly fucked hole, the crowd descended upon the gaping bottom. It was like a feeding frenzy as they stuck their fingers and cocks in the hole jockeying for position to be the next to fuck it. Rob was leaking pre-cum and clearly aroused and ready to fuck again, but rather than fight the crowd he decided to look elsewhere. He knew he had his guest band and that it would help him move ahead in line, but he decided to wait until that bottom was filled with more cum. Maybe he’d take a piss first he thought as he headed to the designated wet area. It looked like he had a couple of options there. There was a boy bound in a crouching position with a funnel gag and then there was another with his hands tied behind his back, legs spread and bent over a sawhorse in a tiled area. The second guy also had a thick metal collar around his neck and was chained to the tiled wall. The second situation looked like more fun to Rob. That blond twink was already wet and ready. Rob thought, “Maybe I can kill two birds with one stone here, empty my bladder and then fuck that little ass.” Decision made! The blonde twink was already drinking from the tap, but as Rob moved closer, the feeder motioned him over and pulled his cock out of the twink’s mouth. “Care to join me,” he asked Rob. He then turned to the twink and said, “Keep your mouth open or its going all over your face.” As the Top began pissing again Rob stepped up aimed and let his piss stream join the first. The twink was swallowing as best as he could to try and keep up with the flow, but the two piss streams were too much for him and the piss splattered across his face. It didn’t help that just for fun Rob would shift his cock and aim for the twink’s forehead. As those two were feeding the twink a third guy stepped up at the other side and shoved his cock up the twink’s ass and relieved himself. Rob and the other guy finished emptying their bladders and pushed their cockheads simultaneously in the twink’s mouth for him to clean off the last drops. As the Top in the back finished he said “Hold that chem piss in your ass little piggy and you’ll start to feel real good soon!” Rob smiled and said “Maybe I should plug that hole to keep it inside his ass.” He came around the sawhorse pushed his cock in and started grinding. The ass felt great. He started a slow methodical deep fuck as others started drenching the twink with piss. “Take my cock you little piss pig.” Rob almost wished he had waited to piss up the twink’s ass, but then again his cum would mix well inside the tight little ass with the piss already present. The twink was starting to feel the effects of the chemmed piss he was previously loaded with, and start to moan and push back on Rob’s cock. Being careful not to let the golden liquid escape from the bottom’s ass, Rob kept the slow deliberate fuck up for about 20 minutes before he mixed his cum load deep in the twink’s bowels. After he finished delivering his load his slapped the twink’s ass and told him to hold it for the next Top. He turned to leave and walked into what felt like a brick wall. It was Dolf. “Nice show, looks like you are enjoying your visit here.” “My name is Dolf.” “Thanks man, I’m Rob.” Rob couldn’t help but stare at Dolf’s cock as he continued, “Speaking of shows, that was one hell of a fuck you threw into that little Asian bottom a little while ago; you should be a porn star.” Dolf laughed as he reached and patted Rob’s shoulder “Actually I have starred in quite a few videos; in fact I am in town now to film a couple scenes as well as some promotional material for an upcoming event.” “Can I get you another drink?” Rob smiled and nodded in agreement. There were a lot of guys watching them. Of course Rob thought “why wouldn’t they stare, we are obviously the two best Tops here, so seeing us together probably just fuels their jealousy.” The two turned to go get a drink when Dolf stopped and said “Oh I need to piss first, that’s what I came over here for but I got distracted seeing you fuck that blonde twink.” “Are you going to piss fuck him; I‘d like to see that,” asked Rob. “Naw, if I did that he wouldn’t be able to hold anything in the rest of the night and I don’t want to ruin anyone’s fun.” “I’ll just feed that urinal over there.” The bottom with the funnel gag looked a little apprehensive at Dolf stepped up. As Dolf started pissing into the funnel, Rob could see why. It must have been like drinking from a fire hose. It was either drink or drown in the yellow nectar. You could see the bottom’s belly start to extend as he gulped down what seemed like a gallon of piss. When Dolf finished, he dried the end of his cock off on the bottom’s hair. “Let’s get that drink now.” Rob was feeling at ease now with Dolf. They talked about working out and how guys would stare and lust after them in the gym. The bartender had given Rob another one of his special drinks so Rob felt a renewed sense of horniness. He gazed again at the tattoo on Dolf’s before asking what bottoms thought about the tattoo. “Well they know what they are getting when they take this cock, that’s for sure,” replied Dolf. “They are probably too much in awe due to the size of my cock to actually even think much about the scorpion though,” he laughed. “I get off seeing the bug crawl in and out of the hole when I am fucking, so don’t really care what they think.” Rob nodded, “That’s a good point, a bottom’s role is just to take our cocks and make us feel good, so who gives a fuck about what they want.” They raised their glasses to toast that last comment and finished off their drinks as a shot. “You know Dolf, we should tag a couple of bottoms together.“ Rolf grinned at the comment and stated, “It would be like the porn star and his apprentice.” Rob snapped back, “Wait a minute, I am no apprentice, you may have a bigger cock but I am a stud Top myself and can hold my own!” “Sorry Buddy, I didn’t mean any offense; maybe it should be filmed and we’d both be the porn stars.” The smile returned to Rob’s face. “Like co-stars.” It was that moment that a loud bell started ringing. A bit startled Rob asked” What is that; is there a fire or something?” “Oh no, nothing like that," answered Dolf, “It’s just to let us know that the special entertainment for the evening is about to begin.” “Come with me,” Dolf said as he put his hand on Rob’s shoulder and directed him toward the center of the party. In the center of the room was a raised platform with a sling. It was high enough that it acted like a stage for everyone to see. Above the stage and sling were giant video screens. It gave the vibe of a concert event. Dolf pushed himself and Rob through the crowd to get to the base of the stage and the stairs leading up to the top. “You’re going to want to actively participate in this,” Dolf said with a big grin on his face.

Part 8 Rob hung out for a few minutes at the refreshment station while finishing his drink and chatted with a few of the other Tops. Somehow this environment had caused him to let his guard down a little and everyone was so welcoming to him. He still felt like some of the guys were just checking him out cause they secretly wanted to bottom for him, especially after they had seen him in action. Overall though, the talk was more about using bottoms and there was a general consensus that busting a nice tight cherry hole was the absolute best. He quickly added a little feedback on the tablet related to the holes he had used so far. The ginger received the best marks for the way his ass milked Rob’s cock. He also commented that there should be some sort of prize for the winners at the fuck racing station, because in his mind “winning the race” was solely due to the skill of the Top and had nothing to do with the hole he was fucking. “A Top like me should be recognized and admired for my skills” he typed into the comment section. Rob went back to fuck the ginger again. That bottom seemed the most appreciative of his cock so far. There was just something about seeing his own dark pubes up against that lily white ass when he was balls deep. The ginger was still bound in the same position on the fuck bench. It was obvious that his hole had been used non-stop since Rob fucked him earlier in the night. There weren’t tick marks or anything on the ass like he had seen on the two bottoms at the racing station, but clearly the ginger’s hole had been filled many times. Cum was leaking out the ginger’s ass to the point that it was almost a steady flow. Yet that pink hole still quivered begging for more cock even if it didn’t close tight anymore. It might not be as tight as it once was but that wasn't going to stop Rob from fucking it again. As Rob slid his cock into the welcoming opening, the ginger pushed his ass back and pleaded with Rob to give him another load. The ginger’s ass felt so different than it did earlier. It was now so silky and wet. Rob could see his cock coated with cum each time he pulled the shaft out, and he heard a squishy sound as he drove it back in. Rob was used to pumping multiple loads into a bottom and using his early loads as lube, but he had never experienced this feeling of fucking a fully loaded cum dump. Despite his competitive nature and unwillingness to basically share anything, he was now realizing the benefits of tag-teaming or sharing a cum dump. The wet slick feeling as his fat cock rubbed against the inside of the bottoms fuck tunnel was wonderful. Not that it was important, but the ginger cum dump seemed to be enjoying the fuck as well. His eyes were rolled back in his head and he kept repeating the words - “Yes, Yes, Yes – pound my hole; give me your seed!” The feeling was great, but Rob did notice some of his audience was wandering away. He wasn’t sure where they were going, but in his opinion they should be taking notes on how to fuck. His observation caused him fuck a little harder and faster which in turned triggered him to shoot another load deep up the greedy cum dump’s ass. A loud almost animalistic howl brought him out of his post climax euphoria. “What was that,” he said out loud. One of the other guys grabbed him by the arm and replied “Based on the way that bottom howled it sounds like Dolf is here wrecking another hole – Come with me to watch the show” There was quite a crowd gathering around this particular play area. As Rob looked at the video screen he wasn’t sure whether it was some sort of camera trick, but there was a small little ass that was being stretched to its capacity by a cock that looked as thick as Rob’s wrist. Watching that cock pumping and out of the hole on the video screen, he couldn’t tell how long it was because he never saw the head; but it was big. He worked his way through the gathering crowd so he could see the owner of that monster cock. Apparently from what he heard, the man was named Dolf. When he got closer he was able to see the mystery man. He was a massive muscle bound blonde stud. Though he wouldn’t admit it, Rob was intimidated. Dolf was 6’5” tall furry blonde with 250 pounds of chiseled muscle. Rob was proud of his own six pack abs, but this stud had an eight pack and the way they rippled made the muscled abs look like speed bumps. Rob had a clear view of Dolf’s ass because he was wearing latex shorts similar to Rob. The exception being that Viking’s shorts had the full ass cut out and exposed. He certainly now understood what Nick was trying to tell him in the leather store earlier in the day. There was no mistaking that this guy was a dominant Top and if someone was lusting after that ass it would be because they wanted to bury their face between the hard furry cheeks and worship the hairy hole in between with their tongue. Dolf was quite the Norse Viking God and he was clearly meant to be served. Dolf was making no effort in being gentle with this bottom. The bottom was a small Asian looking guy with a gymnast’s body. His legs were bound to a spreader bar and raised up towards his shoulders. Rob wondered how many party drugs were used to get this bottom compliant so that he could take that cock. His eyes and mouth were wide open and he was panting. Dolf would sense whenever the bottom was getting used to his cock and pile drive it in, or punch fuck the sides of cock tunnel he was drilling to try to open the ass further and just to make the bottom appreciate the fuck more. Rob learned from one of the other guys that Dolf’s cock was a full 11” long. The head was thick in of itself but the cock widened significantly toward the base. The fuck show was a true performance and nearly everyone was stroking their own cock as they watched, including Rob. Dolf’s eyes scanned the room and he would nod and acknowledge people. Rob swore he even looked at him directly in the eyes and smiled while he was brutally pounding away. From the video screen Rob could see there was a tattoo on Dolf’s massive cock. He couldn’t quite make out what the tattoo was while the fucking was going on, but after Dolf deposited his seed deep in the now delirious bottom with one final power thrust and pulled out his cock, the tattoo design was clear. It was a large black scorpion.

Part 24 - The Club Joe was sitting on the couch studying when his phone buzzed. It was a text message from 000-0000. He opened it up and it said “We know your secret. You are invited to a meeting” and there was a link. He knew from experience that all sorts of phishing schemes used things like this to lure you to clicking on them and getting computer viruses or worse. He ignored it and went back to studying. Kyle came home and dropped his backpack on the chair and sat down on the other end of the couch and packed the pipe and took a hit. Joe and Kyle chatted a bit and then Kyle said “I got this weird text message earlier. It said they know my secret and invited me to a meeting with a web link.” “Yeah, I got one too. Did you click on it?” asked Joe. “Fuck no!” replied Kyle. When Steven got home, he told Joe and Kyle that he had gotten a weird spam text message. Only a few people had his new phone number, so he wanted to know if they knew anything about it. “Yeah, we both got it too. Did you click the link?” Kyle asked. “No, I don’t click links from people I don’t know” said Steven. “I think one of us is going to have to click it and see what happens” said Joe. “Let me reset my old tablet and we’ll do it with that. That way there will be no info to steal” offered Kyle. While the tablet reset, they created a new email address to use when they setup the tablet. They looked at each of their messages. The URL for the link was slightly different for each of the guys. Steven offered to use his for the test. The guys all stared at the tablet as Kyle typed in the link and watched the page show up. The background for the page had a large dark red biohazard symbol on it on a gray background. At the top it said “Welcome Steven” and a popup showed on the screen with a legal disclaimer. “Membership to our group is by invitation only. You have been proposed by someone or some people in our group who think you are a candidate that fits our membership standards. You have one chance to join. If you decline, you are eliminated from any further consideration in the future. Proceeding further on this website constitutes agreement with the following terms and conditions: - You will not disclose the existence of the group to anyone outside of the group. - You will not disclose any members names of the group to anyone outside of the group. - You will not disclose the times or places of any meetings of the group with anyone outside of the group. - You will not disclose the events in detail or abstractly with anyone outside of the group. - Any violation with these terms will cause immediate expulsion from the group and possible bodily harm. - Any recommendation for new members must be made to the grand priest. - Any actions made by you that causes harm to the reputation of the group or members of the group will cause expulsion from the group. - If at any time you wish to leave the group, the above terms will still apply until your death. Do you wish to apply?” There were two buttons - “Yes and I Agree with the terms” and “No or I Disagree with the terms”. The guys looked at the screen and read the terms out loud. “What the fuck? How do they know my name?” Steven asked. They re-read the page again, looking for clues. “I don’t want to say No, but I’m scared to say Yes” he said. “I think the biohazard symbol has something to do with this group. Do you think its a secret group of poz guys?” asked Joe. As they looked at the page again, Joe’s phone rang and they jumped. “A little edgy, are we?” asked Kyle as he chuckled. Joe answered and it was Dennis. “I got this really weird text message an hour ago. Did you get one?” Dennis asked. “Yeah, we all got one. Each link is a bit different and it appears that it knows who you are from it. We are trying the link on an old tablet. Its offering us a membership in a secret group” Joe told Dennis. “Oh shit. Can I come over and so I can see what it is?” asked Dennis. Joe said “Sure, we’ll wait until you get here.” Once Dennis showed up, they all re-read the page again. Steven said “Well, this is the page for me, and I think I’m going to be the lab rat and click agree. But, I don’t want to violate the terms, so let me see the next pages alone. When I get done I’ll let you know if you should do yours.” Steven took the tablet and sat in the chair and clicked YES. Another page displayed with the same background but listed a form that was already filled out. It seemed to know all about him - his full name, his address, his cell phone number, his age, his sexual preference and his HIV status. His status was listed as “HIV Positive, unmedicated.” It also listed that day’s date as the date of invitation and two days later as the expiration of invitation. Each field other than the invitation fields were editable so he could correct any information. He clicked “Continue” and the next page was titled “Order of the Venomous Cock - Initiation and Welcoming Ceremony”. Lower on the page it said “Welcome, Steven as a new member to our selective group of HIV positive men. Our purpose is to share our special gift and support each other in times of need.” Below that it said “The next meeting will be the following Monday at 10PM. Location to be texted to you one hour before the meeting. Casual attire outside the meeting room.” There was a button on the bottom of the page that said “Close” and he clicked it. The browser window closed. When he tried to go back to the start page, it redirected him to an amusement park website. Steven looked up and everyone was staring at him. He said “Wow, that’s fucking crazy” then showed them the amusement park page. “It can’t be about Mickey” Dennis said. “Uh, definitely not” Steven said as he tried to figure out what to tell the guys that wouldn’t violate the terms. “I think its safe to say that you guys would be ok with joining the group. Joe was on the right track, earlier.” Each of the guys took the tablet and typed in their link and followed the pages and then poof, off to Mickey’s website they went. Dennis was the last to join and they looked at each other in disbelief. Joe was the first to say something “That is pretty wild. Someone knows we’re poz and probably knows we’re gifters. I didn’t know a group like that existed here. Maybe New York City or San Francisco. But here? The meeting should be interesting.” “Yeah, I’m working Monday night, so I’ll have to swap with someone. It’s bad form to miss the initiation ceremony when you join a group” Dennis said and laughed. “Shit, I gotta get to work” yelled Steven as he ran into the spare room and changed clothes and went running out the door. He got to the restaurant with only a few minutes to spare and clocked in. Another waiter was out sick, so Steven got tapped to fill in. He worked his shift which was pretty easy for a Friday, but kept busy enough so he didn’t have any time to talk to Ryan about Jeff. They walked out of the restaurant and started talking almost immediately. “How’s Jeff doing?” asked Steven. “It was like nothing happened this morning. He just got up, showered, hit breakfast and off to class. I tried to say something before he left, but he cut me off and said ‘later.’ He wasn’t in the room all afternoon, but thats normal. I stayed in the room as late as possible to try and catch him before I went to work, but he never showed up” Ryan replied. “Shit. He’s running out of time. Should I go home with you tonight and maybe we can talk to him?” Steven asked. Ryan said “Nah, he goes to bed early and hates to be woken up. How about you come over tomorrow morning and we can talk to him then?” “OK, say 9AM?” “Sure” replied Ryan. They had hit their usual spot and kissed again, oblivious to anyone that might be watching. When Steven got home, Joe and Kyle were on the couch, naked and making out. He walked past them and went straight to the spare room and put the blanket and pillow on the floor and tried to get some sleep. Saturday morning came quickly and Steven woke up earlier than normal to go over to Ryan’s dorm room. He showered and left Joe and Kyle finally sleeping in bed. They had been fucking half the night and kept waking Steven up. He knocked on Ryan’s door and the door opened slowly. Ryan stood there in just his basketball shorts and held his finger up to his mouth, telling Steven to stay quiet. He grabbed his phone and walked out into the hall and closed the door and led Steven down to a tv room at the end of the hall. “He came home after I got in from work. I was mostly asleep. He took his clothes off and crawled into bed and was out. I smelled alcohol, so I think he had been drinking, which he never has done since I’ve roomed with him. He’s not old enough to get into the bars and he looks too young to pass for over 21 anyway” Ryan said. “So what do we do? Wake him up and drag his ass down to the clinic?” Steven asked. “Let’s leave him until ten and then try and talk to him” was Ryan’s reply. “You want me to sit here with you half naked and not do anything for almost an hour?” Steven said with the look of lust in his eyes. Ryan got up and went over and closed the door and locked it when his phone buzzed. Ryan looked at it and it was a text from Jeff - “Where r u?” He replied back “In tv room with steven.” “can we talk?” Jeff’s text said. Steven and Ryan went back to the room and sat down on Ryan’s bed and looked at Jeff, who seemed pretty hungover. “Are you ok, Jeff” Steven asked. Jeff looked at Steven, then Ryan and back to Steven “No, I’m not alright. I don’t know what to do. I lost my virginity, realized I’m gay, got infected with HIV and broke up with my girlfriend. How was your week?” Ryan looked at Steven and then at Jeff. “Jeff, I tried to tell you we can go to the clinic and you can get a treatment to prevent you from getting HIV. But we’re running out of time for it to be effective.” “What if I don’t want to be treated? What if I want to be poz? You seem to want the same thing” asked Jeff looking back at Ryan. Steven was startled. “Uh, do you mean that you want to see if you get infected from the other day? Or you want to make sure it happens?” he asked. Jeff looked at Steven and he could see his brain spinning until he said “I want to make sure it happens and soon.” “Fuck” said Ryan. “Are you sure? There’s no changing your mind on this” asked Steven. Jeff stared at Steven and said “I’m sure. Can you do it?” Ryan moved closer to Steven as Steven chuckled and felt his cock twitch. “Oh, yeah. I might even be able to get a friend to help if you want. You want two poz guys to fuck and fill you?” Jeff rubbed his crotch and said “mmhmm.” “No mumbling, I want to hear you say it so your roommate and I can hear it” Steven said. Jeff blushed and pleaded “I want you to get your friend to help poz me. Please?” Steven smiled and said “You’re really diving into the deep end, but I know where you’re coming from.” He pulled his phone out and typed out a message “got 2 boys who need hot seed. can u help?” and sent it off. Steven smiled thinking that he was going to have helped 3 guys get infected in his first few weeks of being poz. His cock twitched again at the thought and he asked Jeff “How’s your ass feel after I took your cherry?” “It was sore the next day but its better now. Does it always hurt that much?” Jeff replied. Steven said “Nah, you just need to learn to relax. But the fuck the other day was more of a grudge fuck. I wasn’t happy you interrupted us and then demanded to get fucked. Usually I would have opened your hole up before I fucked you.” Ryan and Steven gave Jeff a few hints on being a better bottom. “Number one, is to make sure there’s no number two. Strip down to your shorts and grab your towel and lets go to the bathroom.” Ryan grabbed his douche bulb and took Jeff down and showed him how to use it. While the two were in the bathroom, Steven’s phone rang. He answered it and heard Dennis on the other end. “Yeah, its complicated” he told Dennis. “I gave him a load the other day and now he wants to make sure it happens.” “You said you had two. Who’s the other?” Dennis asked. “His roommate was the one I was after. He’s a waiter at the restaurant I’m working at” Steven answered. Dennis then asked “Ah, ok. So, you want me to do the roommate and you the waiter?” “I thought we could start that way and then swap” was Stevens reply. “You dirty little fuck. Sounds like fun. I have to work at six tonight, so I have some time. When do you want to do it?” asked Dennis. “I’m in their dorm room now. How fast can you be here? Ryan is showing Jeff how to clean his hole” said Steven. Dennis’s eyes got wide and he said “What? How many times has he been fucked?” “Only once, by me” Steven said and laughed. “I’ll tell you the whole story sometime, I know you’ll get a kick out of it.” “Damn, boy. You’re learning quick. I’ll be there in about twenty minutes” Dennis said as he hung up the phone. Steven looked around the room trying to see if he could find anything more about either of the guys. One side appeared to be Jeff’s and it had no decorations at all except for a picture of Jeff and two people he assumed were his parents at the Grand Canyon. His parents looked almost as nerdy as Jeff and he wondered if they had any dark secrets like their son. Jeff and Ryan walked back in the room and Ryan told Jeff to drop his shorts and bend over his bed. Jeff looked at him, confused. “Just do it” Ryan demanded. Jeff pushed his shorts down and picked them off the floor, folded them in half and put them on his pillow before bending over and putting his hands on the center of the mattress. Meanwhile, Ryan was rummaging through his box and fished out a small dildo and a bottle of lube. Ryan lubed up his finger and dripped some lube on Jeff’s pucker. Jeff gasped as the cold liquid hit his body and Ryan pushed his finger in the tight hole. “What did we say about relaxing? Breathe slowly” Ryan told Jeff. Ryan felt the tight ring start to let his finger in and he slowly pushed his index finger in all the way. Jeff moaned. “See how much better it is when you don’t fight it?” Steven asked. Ryan pulled his finger out and sniffed it and smiled. “Good job. Maybe not good enough for a gangbang, but enough for today.” Ryan said as he turned to Steven and asked “Did you hear from your friend?“ “Yeah, he’s on his way over. He’s a few years older than us and not a twink, but he is fuckin’ sexy and knows how to fuck” Steven replied. “Is he poz too?” asked Jeff, as if that was his only criteria for someone to fuck him. Steven chuckled and simply said “Very.” Ryan had lubed up the dildo and pressed it against Jeff’s pussy. “This isn’t anywhere as good as a real cock and it’s pretty small, but it’s perfect to get that hole of yours loosened up.” Ryan slowly pushed it in and felt Jeff let his hole relax. Once he had gotten past the ring, he started to fuck Jeff with the dildo, building up speed and intensity. Jeff started moaning and then whimpering as Ryans strokes got harder. Ryan slowed down and then rammed it in hard and heard Jeff grunt. “You like that, Jeff?” Steven asked. “Oh hell yeah. I could do that all day” Jeff said. Ryan kept stroking the dildo and started to move it around as he shoved in. As he shoved it in hard a few times, Jeff moaned loudly and there was a knock at the door. Steven opened the door slightly and saw Dennis there. He opened the door the rest of the way and Dennis walked in and saw Jeff getting fucked with the dildo. “Gee, I’m a bit late and I get replaced by a hunk of plastic?” he said and all four snickered. Ryan pulled the dildo out and put it on the floor by his toy box. “Hi, I’m Dennis. I hear you guys like to play with fire” Dennis said with a sly grin. Jeff stood up and turned around, his five inch cock, hard as a rock standing up from a small dark blond bush. The rest of his body was devoid of hair except for some in his armpits and what was on his head. He had a few freckles on his cheeks and very little muscle showing. He was about 5 foot 9 and wasn’t fat or skinny, just a nerdy kid who avoided getting much exercise. Dennis quickly looked him over and said “Shit. How old are you?” Jeff blushed and said “Eighteen, sir” and then added “I started college a year early. My parents always pushed me for good grades.” “OK, I’ll take your word for it. If you’re so smart why are you trying to get pozzed?” asked Dennis. Jeff blushed and tried to figure out what to say. “I’ve never been allowed to do anything risky. I wasn’t allowed to date anyone or even think about sex, just study. I got a girlfriend a few months ago, but I realized I wasn’t into girls for sex. Once I saw gay porn and then bareback gay porn, I knew thats what I needed. When Steven fucked me the other day I knew it for sure” explained Jeff. Dennis grinned at Steven. “This isn’t just bareback sex. By the time we’re done with you, you probably will have HIV for the rest of your life.” “I know. I read everything about it. But I want it” Jeff told Dennis. “If you want my load, you have to promise me you’re going to share it once you’re poz. I don’t care how. Understand?” Dennis said sternly, noticing Jeff’s hard cock twitch. “Yes, sir” Jeff replied. Dennis saw Steven start to take his shirt off and did the same. Ryan took the clue and took his basketball shorts off, leaving him just in a jockstrap. Dennis kicked off his shoes and then unbuttoned his jeans, letting them drop to the floor. Jeff let out a loud gasp as he saw Dennis’s near naked body and felt a drip of precum fall from his cock on to the floor. “Come here, boy” said Dennis and Jeff moved closer until Dennis’s hand wrapped around his back and pulled him closer and until it was touching Dennis’s body. He had never been next to a hairy body before and he marveled at the fur covering Dennis’s pecs and belly. He reached up and touched it and then rubbed his hands through it, rubbing Dennis’s nipples as well. Dennis pushed his underwear down, and his semi-hard cock sprung free, hitting Jeff’s stomach. “That’s it, boy. Worship the body that is going to help bring you into the brotherhood” Dennis said. He looked down and Jeff was staring up at him and he saw the desire in his eyes. Dennis pushed Jeff’s shoulders down and Jeff started to lick Dennis’s chest, before going lower and he licked his abs. Going lower still, he was looking at Dennis’s hard, thick cock. He wondered how he was going to take it, but he was determined to try. Dennis looked over and he saw Steven push Ryan on to his back on the bed, spreading his legs and laying on his chest, kissing him. Dennis would not be making love to either of these two boys, it was going to be just a fuck. A fuck to empty his balls. And a fuck to infect them both with his strain. Jeff looked at the cock and knew he was expected to suck it. The only other cock he had ever sucked was Ryan’s and he had it forced into his mouth. He began to lick the head and then put his lips over the tip and started to suck. He felt Dennis’s hand on the back of his head and he tried to go down further and then heard Dennis say “Watch those teeth boy. Light scraping is ok, but no biting.” He tried to open his mouth wider and he got down further. Dennis was keeping the pace of his head bobbing on the cock with his hand. Jeff noticed an odd taste in his mouth and didn’t know why. He pulled away from Dennis and felt the cock pop out of his mouth. Dennis’s cock was dripping some liquid, just like his cock did sometimes when he masturbated, but he had never tasted it. He took the cock back in his mouth and kept sucking on it. Dennis pushed his head hard and he felt the cock go into his throat. Jeff gagged and wretched while Dennis laughed. Dennis pushed down a second time and Jeff tried to take it all in his throat. He lasted a little longer before he started to gag again. Dennis picked Jeff up off the floor and pushed him towards the bed. Dennis told him “On your hands and knees” and handed him a little brown bottle. “Sniff this when I tell you to” Dennis said. He then started to rim the boy’s hole. Jeff had never felt anything like this and started moaning. Dennis’s tongue pushed into Jeff’s hole and Jeff tried to remember to let his hole relax. Dennis got more aggressive and sucked and chewed on the tight hole and then slapped Jeff’s ass. “Last chance, boy. You want it?” Dennis asked. “oh god yes, fuck me!” yelled Jeff. Dennis stood up and slapped his cock on Jeff’s pussy, toxic precum dripping into the pucker. He started to press in and told Jeff, “sniff the bottle now.” He heard Jeff breathe and he pressed harder and felt the hole yield. He heard Jeff moan again and his cock sank slowly into the almost virgin hole. “Sniff again” and he heard Jeff take a big breath and felt Jeff’s hole flex around his cock. Dennis started to fuck with long slow strokes and then the strokes got faster. When he felt Jeff start to tighten up too much he would tell him to sniff the poppers again. Jeff moaned, whimpered, grunted and occasionally said “oh fuck yeah”. Dennis took that as his cue that Jeff could take a harder fuck. He stood up on his feet and started to pound the boy’s hole. Steven wasted little time on foreplay. He kissed Ryan as he lay on top of him until his cock found Ryans lubed hole. He slid in and then pushed his body up and put Ryan’s legs over his shoulders. He started to rock his hips back and forth, penetrating Ryans hole deeper until he bottomed out. Ryan was staring back at him with a huge grin. Steven pistoned his cock into Ryan’s hole faster and faster driving Ryan into the wall. He varied the rhythm and the speed, loving the feel of his raw cock inside Ryan’s warm tight chute. Ryan would flex his hole around Steven’s cock and Steven would moan. They both were enjoying the fuck, but both wanted to get Steven’s charged seed inside Ryan’s neg cunt. Ryan began to milk Steven’s cock. Each time it seemed to get tighter and finally Steven screamed out and drove his cock in all the way and started pumping his cum deep inside. Dennis heard the pounding and grunting on the other bed and started to fuck harder. He could tell that Jeff was hurting with every hard stab as the moans and grunts now had a tinge of pain in them. He wanted to bruise and hopefully get tiny tears in the walls of Jeff’s fuck tunnel to help make sure that Jeff’s negative sex life was as short as possible. When he heard Steven yell out and start to breed Ryan, he let his own toxic load shoot inside Jeff. Jeff let out a loud moan as he felt his gut fill with Dennis’s poison and immediately shot his own cum all over the bed. Dennis felt Jeff milk his load out and slammed his cock in hard, forcing the cum in deep. When his orgasm died down, Dennis pulled Jeff up against his sweaty chest and held him tight, whispering in his ear “Damn good hole for your second time. Enjoy your last few weeks as a neg boy.” Jeff was in heaven as he felt Dennis’s arms hold him tight and his cock still in his hole holding all the charged cum inside him. His cock pulsed and shot a small blob of cum out when Dennis whispered in his ear. Steven had collapsed on top of Ryan and they were grinding their bodies together and kissing. Ryan said to Steven “god, I love feeling you inside me. I hope we can flip after I get pozzed.” Steven grinned back at him “We can do it before then too.” Dennis kissed the back of Jeff’s neck and set him back down, laying on his stomach on the bed and leaving his ass up to not lose any of the special seed. He got up and moved over to the other bed and helped Steven get up. As Steven went over to Jeff, Dennis dove face first into Ryan’s ass. He pushed his legs up and Ryan held them up and apart. Dennis dug his tongue into the freshly bred hole, sucking up the cum and inhaling Ryan’s scent. “Fuck, that poz Thai cum tastes good” he said as he dove back down tongue fucking Ryan’s hole. Ryan worked his ass muscles around Dennis’s tongue and enjoyed feeling his beard against his ass cheeks. He heard Dennis growl and get rougher. Having licked all of the cum just inside his hole, Dennis lowered Ryan’s legs and slid his cock into the cum slick hole. Ryan moaned and said “oh fuck yeah, give me that poz cock”. Dennis pushed his legs back again and rolled on top and started to pound Ryan’s cunt. The sounds of his cock slamming into the cum filled hole turned Dennis on even more. He loved to fuck guys that had loads in them and it was even better with someone who knew how to massage his cock as he fucked. He didn’t want to cum too fast but Dennis was milking his cock, determined to get another toxic load in his hungry cunt. Ryan would have gladly just taken Stevens cum to get him converted, but there was no way he would turn down another strain from a stud like Dennis. The sweat dripped off Dennis on to Ryan’s body as he looked up at Dennis’s face as it contorted trying to delay his orgasm. Steven mounted Jeff, as he lay on the bed. Dennis had stretched out his hole, but it had quickly closed back up. Steven wasn’t as brutal as the first time he fucked Jeff, but he also wasn’t gentle. He forced his cock into Jeff, and once past the outer ring, he felt the warmth and softness of his cock sleeve. The further he got in, the more he felt the cum that Dennis had deposited inside. His cock was soon coated in diseased sperm and he knew he had to force it in deeper and add his own special seed to it. The bed started squeaking as Steven drove his cock in hard, bounced off Jeff’s butt and then back up. This was the kind of workout he enjoyed - pushups with a purpose. He heard Jeff grunt with each thrust and he leaned down and whispered in his ear “You like having my poz cock back inside you?” Jeff moaned “mmhmm.” “Remember me taking your virginity?” and Jeff replied “Oh fuck yeah.” “What do you want now?” Steven asked louder and Jeff said “Breed me with your poz cum.” Steven slammed back in and bucked his hips into Jeff’s swollen hole and he felt his toxic cum begin to shoot into the eighteen year old’s barely used hole. Once again, the sound of Steven fucking his hot load inside a guy triggered Dennis into shooting his load. Ryan’s hole gripped Dennis’s cock like a vice and kept all of the tainted seed inside. He pinched Dennis’s nipples to get him to shoot as much cum as he could. Dennis’s body shook as each spurt added to the charged cum deep inside Ryan’s body. When Dennis pulled out, Ryan asked Dennis to get the two butt plugs from the box next to the bed and to give the smaller one to Jeff and put the bigger one in him. Dennis tossed the smaller one to Steven, who rubbed some of the cum around Jeffs hole on the plug and then pushed it inside. Jeff groaned as the plug went in and jumped when the plug got sucked in to the base. It was an odd feeling at first, but he enjoyed having something stuck in his hole. Dennis pushed the plug into Ryan and then slapped it home, getting Ryan to yelp. The guys reeked of cum and sweat, a smell three of them loved and Jeff was now starting to appreciate. Ryan grabbed a towel and gave it to Dennis and one for himself. Jeff gave one of his to Steven and put his sleeping shorts on. They all walked down to the shower area which was empty. With only three shower stalls, Steven and Ryan went in one together and washed each other, while Dennis and Jeff took the other two. After drying off, Dennis shared his towel with Jeff to dry off and then followed him back to the room, watching Jeff’s odd gait as he got used to the plug in his ass. Dennis and Jeff got dressed and waited for Ryan and Steven to come back. Dennis broke the awkward silence with “I hope you enjoyed that and it was what you were hoping for.” Jeff nodded and replied “Everything I hoped for and more. That was amazing. I’m going to love getting fucked.” “Remember our deal. You gotta share” said Dennis. “Yes, sir.” As Dennis was walking out of the room to go home, Ryan and Steven were walking down the hall naked with Steven slapping Ryan’s ass. “Thanks” said Dennis with a wink as he passed them in the hall. Jeff was laying in bed when they got back, stroking his cock. “How will I know?”he asked. “Know what? Know you’ve converted?” replied Steven. “That and who it was” Jeff said. “You probably will never know if it was Dennis or I. Or any other poz guys that fuck you before you convert. I got really sick when it happened but Dennis didn’t. It just depends on your body.” “Oh, ok. Dennis said i only have a couple weeks left before I’m poz. Is that true?” Jeff then asked. “Who knows. Some people take a long time and lots of poz loads before they convert. Others it happens right away. I took almost thirty poz loads in about a week and that did it for me. You might go for years and never become poz” Steven explained. “Oh. I hope its soon. I want to tell my parents I’m gay and poz all at once and get it over with.”

Part 2 – Dr. Mike Takes His Co-Pay: My dick was the fountain of death – the headwaters of the River Styx and I was Charon, the mythological Greek deity that served as the ferryman, carrying the dead across to Hades. Their fee had to be paid though and the toll I demanded and took was their drugged up, unconscious, raw, and NEG hole. My brutal raw fucks, my POZ toxic load, and the volume of virus I deposited from my hyperspermia ensured there was no reincarnation, no coming back – this was the end of the road for each and every one of them – it was only a matter of time. Over it all lorded Dr. Mike – my own Zeus – a god of Olympus who orchestrated every rape fuck, who bequeathed to me and those who served him all our needs and wishes – and yet as I came to learn, Zeus had a dark side and he was more the Lord of the Underworld than I had ever imagined until it happened to me. “When do I get to fuck another bottom?” I asked Dr. Mike the following Monday after I had rough fucked another knocked out guy and blown two loads back to back in his now, shredded hole. Since my first visit to Dr. Mike’s office and fucking the guy named Lucas, going back and breeding another willing/unwilling bottom was all I could think about. I had NEVER EVER been able to fuck like that. With a full thrust, with all my energy, with no regard for the bottom’s pleas to stop or slow down or take it easy. It was a warm, open hole for me – ME – and I took it – I owned that shit and I had to have more. On my way out the door that first time Dr. Mike had instructed me to not jerk off at all, which was a fucking torture. I was in the habit of blowing a load in the toilet as I got ready for work in the morning and then another before I went to bed from watching porn or hanging out on the sex sites online. As my globs of thick, infected sperm swirled around the toilet bowl I always thought it was such a waste, but now my POZ load is being put to good use – breeding and infecting drugged up pussy bottoms who want a no limit rape fuck! That’s all I could think about – and was willing to do anything – ANYTHING Dr. Mike said. Monday’s became my playtime – for the next several weeks Dr. Mike and Dr. Collins had a fresh ass waiting for me – one that was knocked out, tied up, and waiting for me to rape fuck and fill it with my gallons of POZ jizz as the little cameras recorded it all. Then we changed things up a bit, but at first it was like all the other times. I arrived at Dr. Mike’s office, he escorted me to the back, some anonymous bottom was bent over, tied down to the table with his winky hole just calling to me. Dr. Collins – the anesthesiologist –injected a large syringe containing a brew of Ketamine, Fentanyl, Propofol, and other drugs into the bottom’s IV as he said, “Time to dream little man.” Dr. Mike rolled his stool over, handed me a clip board with various forms for me to sign authorizing my own ‘treatment’, showed me the videos of the bottom providing his consent, affirming he was legal, blah the fucking blah blah and then I was off to the races. The bottom’s hole was wicked tight and bled like a stuck pig when I ripped him open – dry and raw. Dr. Mike had me pause only a second and then said, “It is only superficial. I think you can do better – yes?” Hell yes! By the time I finished breeding that bottom the white pillow case under his knees was red and pink and slathered in my the manly mix of bodily fluids. I yanked my semi-hard dick out of his hole, watching the last splatters of red drip onto the stained pillowcase like a Jackson Pollock painting redo. Dr. Mike stepped up close behind me, pressed his body against mine, his hard dick pushing at my skin through his pants and said, “Can you fuck him again? Can you shoot some more?” I wasn’t sure I could and in that moment of reflection Dr. Mike reached around and with both hands and attached small medical clamps onto my tender nipples. “JESUS CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!” I howled as I hunched over in pain and tried to step backwards. Dr. Mike grabbed my arms and held me fast. I gasped and winced and swore, yet my body was flooded with endorphins, my dick got fucking brick, my shoulders unclenched, and I wrestled forward and slammed back into that gaped hole. “OH SHIT – OH SHIT – OH MY GOD – THAT ASS IS SO WETT AND GOOD – OH CHRIST – CAN FEEL ALL MY CUM – OH MY FUCKING GOD I’M GOING TO SHOOT AGAIN – OH MY GOD, OH MY…AAAAAAAARRRRRGGHHHH….” Thankfully Dr. Mike had a chair waiting and a glass of water when I pulled out as I flopped down, dehydrated, exhausted, and fucked-out silly. Once the glass was emptied Dr. Mike was in front of me on his stool, placed his left hand firmly in the middle of my still heaving chest as he said, “This may sting a little.” He pulled off first one clamp then the other and I winced, yelped, and oohed as he rubbed my tender nipples. My dick instantly popped hard again and I groaned. Dr. Mike smiled, “I believe that physically you are able to produce far more semen than you or your previous physicians have determined. I know you enjoyed fucking this bottom, and of course are more than welcome to do so again if you wish. However, given your current physical state might I suggest an alternate therapy?” What the fuck did he have in mind? Dr. Mike flipped on a few light switches as we walked down the hall, further into his office warren. Not a word was said as we walked and I had to muffle a laugh as with every step my dick dribbled POZ jizz along our path. Well I’m sure the cleaning people in here had seen worse. The floor in the hall changed from linoleum to tile and Dr. Mike stopped in front of a door that had a porthole style window in it. He pulled out some keys, unlocked it, it swung open silently, and we stepped in. When Dr. Mike turned on the lights I thought it looked like some old fashioned torture chamber and I would learn I wasn’t far from the truth. “This room used to be used for physical therapy sessions by a previous tenant so some of the equipment they left behind has come in quite useful with a few minor adjustments for my various treatment programs,” Dr. Mike explained as we did a quick walk down one side of the rectangular room and back up the opposite wall. We stopped almost back where we started near a padded bench or something reminded me of a pommel horse in gymnastics but with weird additions and holes added – Frankenstein kind of shit. Dr. Mike sat on one of his rolling stools – how many of those fuckers did he have – slid himself between the bench and a rack of medical instruments and started flipping switches. I was bored and horny and casually scratched at the drying man juices that had gathered under my balls from fucking the bottom. Dr. Mike spun around, patted the leather bench, “If you please? Lie face down – oh wait, let me lower it just a little more first – there – now if you please, lie face down spread eagle – that’s it – yes, yes, your arms go out here and here and yes, your legs out like that. Excellent. Now if you can scoot back just an inch or two – yes, perfect.” Dr. Mike slid the stool a little down my side, reached under the table and I gave a surprised “OH!” as part of the table right beneath my dick fell away, which let my balls and dick drop straight down. Who makes a fucking gloryhole in a table? Dr. Mike rolled back near my head and held up a plastic container looking thing that was attached to a machine by some wires and long tubes, “This is an electrical penis pump,” he explained. “For my patients who have erectile dysfunction problems, often times the issue is that they must relearn or reteach their organ how to get hard. I won’t go into all of the theories on the whys and hows, but suffice it to say that this will provide you a gentle, relaxed, and continuous form of stimulation that will allow you to orgasm repeatedly and as much as you want without the additional physical exertions. For our purposes, I want to document your semen output that happens AFTER your natural intercourse and compare volumes. Do you understand?” I nodded and said, “So you mean that machine is going to suck my dick and make me shoot?” Dr. Mike smiled, gave a soft chuckle, and said, “Yes, something like that. Shall we?” I have to admit that the first few minutes I thought to myself this is how a cow must feel in a milking barn. I mean, that’s what Dr. Mike was doing right? Milking me? But I needed to come again so bad and this – well – it seemed like a good idea at the time so hell why not. The first few minutes Dr. Mike adjusted dials, knobs, made notes in his folder, as I told him if it felt good, bad, too much, or just right. I was fucking Goldilocks, but Jesus hell when we found that sweet spot my balls pulled up, my gut tightened, and I started to shoot, “I’M CUMMING, OH MY GOD I’M CUMMING, I…OH MY GOD…OK…THAT’S ENOUGH…I…OH PLEASE THAT’S ENOUGH…OH SHIT…” Dr. Mike turned a knob, the suction increased ever so slightly as my dick and balls were pulled further into the tube and my body shook on the table above, “It’s alright now, just relax, don’t fight it,” Dr. Mike said, “The initial sensation and urge to pull away will pass I assure you and understand that if you do pull away, it will likely create permanent damage, so now – focus on relaxing your pelvic muscle, let the machine do the work – that’s it – don’t strain – yes – look at that! The volume of sperm is not diminishing in the least – just a few more seconds – ready – here we go, I will now start dialing it down, down, is that better?” The intensity of the pull had eased, but I was still cumming and could not even moan as the orgasms continued to roll through me, wave after wave, as I filled the tubes with my POZ semen. When the tugging on my dick from the milking machine finally ceased I was drained – literally. Dr. Mike had pulled every drop – so I thought – of semen from me and dried me out me to the bones. Once he had unhooked me from the suction tube he patted my shoulder, “Rest now. I’ll come back in a bit and check on you.” I was so wiped; I easily and quickly fell into a deep sleep and only came awake some time later when I felt someone stroking my dick. I was lying on my back on the table and Dr. Collins was standing beside me. He still had his medical mask on, white coat, but he was naked from the waist down. He had a tiny tiny dick, and as he climbed up onto the bench and squatted over my now hard dick I saw his beat up asshole. It was black and blue and bruised, puffy, and rippled, ugly as fuck but he slid right down onto my POZ shaft with all intents and purposes of milking another load out of me. Normally he might not have been my type but any hole was a good hole so I fucked the hell out of that puffy ass ring and filled him like Dunkin Donuts jelly special – glazed, stuffed, creamed, and sugared! The next week, as Dr. Mike hooked me up to the machine he said, “For your medical safety and to ensure the most effective treatment, I am going to use these leather straps to secure your arms and ankles to the table. I want to ensure that you do not accidently hurt yourself by pulling off the machine. Do you understand?” I nodded. Sounded reasonable. “STOP – OH IT’S TOO MUCH!” I cried out as Dr. Mike turned up the power on the suction tube once we started. He rolled his stool over, patted my shoulder, “You’ll be just fine. I see that you are having trouble relaxing so this will help.” I then went, “OUCH, What the fuck doc?” as Dr. Mike inserted a needle into my left arm, patted the small driblet of blood, and covered it a smiley-face bandage. “Dr. Collins prepared this for you in case we needed it and I believe we do. Just a small relaxant to help your treatment.” I felt all warm, chill, a little fuzzy, but Dr. Mike was right and as I relished the soft rush flooding through me as he rolled back to the machine and cranked the knob up even more and my POZ ball milk flowed. The next couple weeks then became all about me fucking the drugged up and unconscious bottom after Dr. Mike had put the clamps on my nipples until I felt like tapping out, stumbling to the milking table – my name for it – as Dr. Mike worked the knobs to the machine that pulled and drew more POZ nutt from my balls after he had strapped me down and gave me the little shot to help me relax – which was becoming my favorite part! I didn’t know what Dr. Collins put in that little syringe, but I was eager for it and even started to ask for more each time and as a thank you I made sure to let Dr. Collins topping me off with a final load in his hole. While this was all great I started feeling just off, like I had this itch in my guts or something and it didn’t seem to go away until my visit to the doctor’s office. When I explained it to Dr. Mike he suggested we up my treatment program and I started going to his office every other evening just to get hooked up to the milking machine. Lying on the table as the machine sucked my dick and took my flow of POZ cum, feeling the warm buzz from the shots, and Dr. Mike – it was all fucking good! Well it was good until Dr. Mike decided to try to finger my ass. I was enjoying my bliss when I realized Dr. Mike had stood up. I felt him pry apart my ass cheeks and I first thought he was just trying to make sure I was lined up with the hole in the table, but then he pushed a finger at my hole and tried to stick his finger in. I craned my neck and twisted my head, “NO! Don’t do that shit!” I said, “I’m a top man OK? I don’t get my ass touched.” Dr. Mike stepped back, a muscle in his jaw twitched, he smiled, “Of course,” he said and sat back down on his stool. What the fuck was that about I wondered. My next visit was two days later on a Friday and I was eager to get hooked up and get my shot. That itchy feeling in my guts was driving me crazy and my balls were aching and full and I needed release. Dr. Mike seemed his usual self when he opened the door. He led me to the room; I quickly got undressed as we made small talk, then Dr. Mike strapped me to the table and hooked up the machine. He came and stood at the end of the table by my head, reached underneath, released a lever and the section where my head was dropped away and I had to hold my head up as I said, “What the fuck doc? I….” Dr. Mike unzipped his pants, pulled out his dick, stepped closer and said, “Open your mouth.” I shook my head, “No, no, I don’t….” He then slapped me, “OPEN YOUR MOUTH! NO, DON’T SUCK IT – YET, FIRST SWALLOW.” Swallow, what did…fuck he started pissing in my throat and as he did he said, “THAT’S IT – SWALLOW MY RANK PISS. SWALLOW MY INFECTED PISS. SWALLOW MY CHEM PISS – CAN YOU TASTE IT? CAN YOU TASTE THE VIRUSES I CARRY? MY TOXIC DICK? GAG ON IT – CHOKE – DROWN YOU IN MY FUCKING PISS!” The more I choked and fought against swallowing, the more Dr. Mike – who had now become Dr. Jekyll – held my head tight and forced his piss down my throat. Much of it came right back out - onto the floor, splattered his pants, my face, but he didn’t let up and made me take what he wanted to give. Once the last drops of piss were vacated from his kidneys, Dr. Mike sighed, stepped back, casually got undressed, then said, “Oh my apologies, here is that better?” as he slid the portion of the table under my head back up so I could rest it on there once again. I sighed in relief as I thought he was going to make me suck him, so clearly what he just did was a momentary lapse. But wait, why was he naked? Dr. Mike walked over to the table, grabbed a syringe, walked back and I noticed his dick was now hard, about 9-inches, thick, and every vein was bulging out like it was on steroids. He set the syringe by my arm, checked each strap, then sat on his stool and rolled in front of the milking machine. He flipped it on and immediately I yelped as he cranked the suction up. Dr. Mike spun on his stool, “Now now. Remember – RELAX – and I think we will try a new treatment today – something a little more natural to gauge if that influences your semen output.” The orgasms started to roll over me as the suction machine tugged on my dick and exhumed the AIDS semen from my balls. I moaned, and then stopped as Dr. Mike stood up, walked over to the table, climbed up on it and lay on my back. His face was now next to mine as his hard dick pressed into my ass and his hands reached down and back to pull my cheeks apart from each side. “PAYMENT IS DUE,” Dr. Mike said, “YOU WILL NOW BE CHARGED YOUR CO-PAY FOR EVERY BOTTOM I HAVE LET YOU FUCK AND INFECT. FOR EVERY GALLON OF SPERM I HAVE ALLOWED YOU TO UNLEASH. FOR EVERY DROP OF DRUGS I HAVE GIVEN YOU. I WILL FUCK YOU AND GIVE YOU MY OWN TOXIC SPERM!” I whimpered and pleaded, “No, you can’t, I’m sorry for...for whatever it is you think I…that I did. I’m sorry, just don’t, please. I’m not a bottom! I don’t get fucked! I’m a top!” Dr. Mike chuckled, his dick head nudged at my puckered ass, and he replied, “Correction – you WERE a top,” and then I screamed as he ripped my hole open with his raw dick and started to fuck me dry and hard. “YOUR LIFE IS NO LONGER YOUR OWN – IT IS IN MY HANDS NOW – AND WE WILL SEE IF YOU ARE WORTHY,” Dr. Mike growled as he took my cherry and fucked me. I was a grown fucking man and men don’t cry, but tears were liberally coming out of my eyes as I fought the pain, the confusion, the mix of feelings of what was happening versus the waves of pleasure shooting out from my dick as the machine sucked out my never-ending stream of cum. I did manage to blubber out, “But…I thought you said this was free?” Dr. Mike laughed, “NO, I SAID – AND YOU SIGNED THE FORM CONFIRMING – THERE WAS NO MONETARY PAYMENT DUE, WHICH IS VERY DIFFERENT THAN ANYTHING BEING FREE. THERE IS ALWAYS A PRICE TO PAY AND I BELIEVE YOU WILL FIND THIS PAYMENT FAR BETTER THAN IF I SHARED ALL THE EVIDENCE I HAVE WITH THE AUTHORITIES THAT SHOWS YOU RAPED AN UNCONSCIOUS AND ‘UNWILLING’ YOUNG MAN UNDER MY CARE, QUITE BRUTALLY MATTER OF FACT.” Dr. Mike lifted off me slightly, pulling his dick out of my ass and as I clenched my hole back tight he slammed back in and said, “EVERY MAN NEEDS TO FEEL WHAT IT IS LIKE TO SUBMIT, TO PLEASURE ANOTHER MAN, TO TAKE WHAT IF OFFERED. THIS WILL MAKE YOU A BETTER TOP – IF YOU EVER HAVE THAT CHANCE AGAIN - AND WELL MY VENOM WILL REMAKE YOU AS I HAVE MADE OTHERS. YOU CANNOT IMAGINE WHAT I HAVE UNLEASHED ON THE WORLD AND WHILE I NORMALLY DON’T FIND PLEASURE IN SOMEONE WHO IS ALREADY INFECTED, I THINK WE SHALL BENEFIT EACH OTHER. NOW TAKE MY TOXIC CUM UP YOUR ASS – FEEL MY INFECTIONS INVADE YOUR BLOODSTREAM!” As Dr. Mike bred me with his load, my body exploded in the biggest orgasm I had ever had and I knew I was filling the sucking machine tube with a massive quantity of cum. I was breathing hard when Dr. Mike – now standing beside the machine, his evil deed done – inspected the volume of POZ nutt I had produced so far. He turned, smiled, “I believe we have found a better way to force your body to produce the volume of semen I believe it capable of.” He then climbed back up on the table and mounted me again. Sometime later I came to. I wasn’t on the milking table anymore. Where was I? It took me a moment to get my bearings, as my head was all addled, my thoughts mixed and jumbled, the pain in my ass incredible, my pelvic muscles sore and aching. Once I finally did I realized with shock and horror that I was still at Dr. Mike’s office, but now I was strapped to the fuck bench that the bottoms I fucked were usually tied to. I realized I was tied as well – just like them – and I also had the leather hood over my head. In addition, when I tried to cry out I couldn’t. Something large and somewhat pliable had been inserted into my mouth and tied to my head – what I would come to know later was a ball gag. I grunted, struggled, I heard a faint noise and Dr. Mike walked into view, his white lab coat on, the rest of him naked, his brutal dick still looking mean and hard. “Ah good, I see you are awake. I was concerned that maybe Dr. Collins at might have gotten the dosage just a tad off,” Dr. Mike said, “But no, I can always count on him. I can count on all of those I have made and created. Did you know that I was the first man to ever fuck him too? Of course you didn’t, but I was. Him and many many others. Like you, I need to satisfy my base urges and needs and well – tonight you have helped in a small way with that. Now where we were – ah yes, here you chart says…. One moment please.” I turned my head to see Dr. Mike leave the room and I struggled with all my might against the straps then stopped as soon as I saw him come back. He opened the folder back up, “Apologies for the interruption. Yes the chart says that when you first visited me you were NEGATIVE for other STDs. Let me just update that now to reflect syphilis, gonorrhea, herpes of the mouth, anus, and penis, and a few others. What? I see by the shaking of your head you disagree? Well in short, some of these I have given you myself, some I used swabs and vials of disease vectors etc… as the source materials, and the rest, well….You shall see.” Dr. Mike set the folder down, his cold hands grabbed my hips, and he slammed back into my torn and bloodied hole. “DO YOU FEEL THAT? DOES IT FEEL LIKE A 100 LITTLE NAILS PIERCING YOU WITH EVERY THRUST? I MUST SAY YOUR ANAL CANAL WAS MOST RESISTANT TO MY INITIAL INVASION, BUT WE HAVE RESOLVED THAT. FEEL HOW YOUR ASS RING SPLITS AND OPENS WHEN I SLAM IN? ALSO AS I EXPECTED, YOUR HYPERSPERMIA HAS ELEVATED YOUR SEMEN PRODUCTION AND I HAVE HAD TO PLACE EXTRA MEDICAL PADS BELOW YOU TO ABSORB THE COPIOUS SPERM NOW FLOWING FROM YOUR DICK EVERY TIME I ENTER YOUR ASS.” I moaned, tensed, Dr. Mike angled his dick and started to pound at one spot, “AH YES – FEEL THAT? I SPENT EXTRA TIME SCRAPING AT THAT SPOT WITH A MEDICAL INSTRUMENT – AND LET’S SEE – RGHT ABOUT – OH YES, THERE. RIGHT THERE TOO. GOOD, GOOD. ARE YOU READY FOR SOME MORE DISEASE? TO ABSORB SOME MORE TOXIC CUM? TO BECOME THE CUMP DUMP THAT YOU HAD HOPED TO FIND ONE DAY? TAKE MY DEATH SENTENCE – TAKE IT – YOUR LIFE IS GONE AND YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN JUST ANOTHER FILE IN MY CABINET!” A few grunts and thrusts and Dr. Mike finished depositing the latest of I had no idea then of how many loads inside me and as he sighed in satisfaction and yanked his dick out, a new voice said, “Jesus Christ your are a sick fuck just like always Dr. Mike.” I tried to turn my head to see who was speaking, but could not identify the person and knew it was not Dr. Collins. Dr. Mike chuckled, walked into my field of vision with the folder, grabbed one of his stools, sat down, rolled it closer and recited the introduction like he had made this speech often, “I have decided your next treatment needs to be more, shall we say, extreme. My friend Charles back there has a true horse dick. I am big, but even I am in awe of Charles’ piece of meet which is over 11 inches and VERY thick.” The sound of belts, buckles, and clothes being set on a metal chair touched my ears and a throaty laugh in agreement to that last statement. Dr. Mike continued, “Even better, Charles is a brutal nasty fucker who likes to walk around with a constant case of gonorrhea, and thanks to Charles, he and I are both sharing that little gift right now. Charles has helped me ensure a number of asses received the venom they deserved and delights in the chemical pleasures. You shall experience needles, powders, smokes, and more. I am ever amazed at the drug forms he finds and forces onto our victims. He is also HIV + of course, with a high viral load and not just HIV, Charles has full blown AIDs. He is a true AIDs fucker. So, let me introduce you to Charles, your new Leather Lord and owner.” My what? What the fuck? A leather-gloved hand smacked my right ass cheek hard as a big man walked up and stood beside Dr. Mike. At that moment I could not have told you a thing about what he looked like as the only thing I noticed or could focus on was his monster horse dick that had a Prince Albert (PA) piercing through the head that looked like it was big enough to be a bracelet on a wrist. I stared as Charles spoke, “Lesson 1 – never speak unless spoken to and then only to say YES SIR or HARDER MASTER. You only got 4 words in your vocabulary now.” I could not have replied if I wanted to with the ball gag still in my mouth. Dr. Mike looked up, “Do you wish me to knock him out for his first treatment? Dr. Collins left a couple of extra doses just in case.” Charles laughed, stroked his hard dick, “No way. You know I like to hear them scream.” I shivered, my heart started to race. Dr. Mike made a note in his folder, “Oh I do, but you will have years for that. Shall we compromise? You know of course you will need to inject him before you leave - and again, my condolences on the loss of your boy Roger. Such insolence is intolerable and good that you were able to find him a new home as a castrated mare at the Breeder’s Market.” Charles spoke with a deep sadness, “Yeah, we had been together a long time, but hell, time for some new pussy to bleed and infect. I think I will call this one Roger too. Monogrammed towels and all you know – HA! You sure no one will miss him?” With the chart in hand, Dr. Mike scanned his notes, “No one at all. Lionel and his crew from the Breeder’s Market are already at his place cleaning it out and dealing with his accounts – financial, online, and otherwise. He has no immediate family and his employer has been notified of his unfortunate accidental heroin overdose and his admission into a treatment program, which sometime during the night he ran away from and no one knows where has gone. His medical team and the authorities can only assume he is in an alley someplace trying to get high and most likely has left the city.” WHAT THE FUCK – NO NO NO I TRIED TO CRY OUT – WHAT THE FUCK? A leather glove slapped my face hard, my nose started to bleed, Dr. Mike, got up grabbed his iPad off the table, sat back on the stool and rolled over closer. He smiled, tapped the iPad, swiped, and up on the screen popped – me.“….being of sound mind I consent to all treatments for my heroin addiction…..” I was confused. I didn’t remember making that, I didn’t say that! I never have done...would never have…shit! Charles had gone behind me and started eating my fucked out ass – his beard scratching my skin, his teeth sinking into my flesh, his gloved hands clawing at me. Dr. Mike put his face close to mine. Charles rose from eating me out and then rape slammed his 11-inch dick into my ass ripping me anew with his horsemeat and PA making me scream into the ball gag. Dr. Mike then said, “You really should read all the forms you sign.” (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!) (The Breeder’s Market and Dr Mike: Biohazard and Healer –story links may be found here - https://breeding.zone/topic/34692-dr-mike-biohazard-story-links/#comment-384265 )

I could never get into the condumb craze. Never could stay hard in rubber. Always felt like I wanted to please a guy when I had btm'd, feel his load, or enjoyed a btm impaling himself on my manhood, giving up my DNA. I still feel to this day that condoms "cheapen" & make the sex lives more like a conveyer belt rather than a physical experience, regardless of whether guyz are fucking for pure primal pleasure, intense intimacy, hookups, or committed relationships. Logic would dictate that these ideal had made my conversion to being poz a near inevitability. I am man enough to have come to terms with that early in my life; even to the point of moving to a part of Canada that treated the LGBT community with respect & had some of the best leading HIV researchers in the world.. No, I was not planning on becoming poz, just planning for possible eventualities. Yes, I had practised sero-sorting, but it only takes one person to fuck you in more way than one, & not disclose, as per the law.. So I had a few private moments where I was a typical angry, young man, & raged a bit when I got my diagnosis. I died a little inside on the walk home. Ultimately, I have embraced the fact that this is a part of my life now. Taking one pill isn't a huge deal, but keeping in mind, being an asthmatic doesn't help with HIV treatment needing specific cortisol levels, & that would interfere with breathing related medication. I find it funny ( fucked up kind of funny ) that my last few b/f's have been HIV neg, & have had to supress my natural top inclinations with them out of respect & caring for their HIV status, making sure they remain negative if I can help it. Within a year of converting, I had gotten some biohazard ink, & I wear the ink proudly. I am a pig, & proud of my sexual primal needs. Just because I am a pig, doesn't mean one cannot be a gentleman, however.. lol I have never really been in awesome, ripped, shredded shape. Prety much have been the typical regular joe, avg bod. Have contemplated going off of meds at some points, inbibing plenty of protein, & allowing the virus to take it's course in terms of it's natural ability to regulate weight.. That, and one thing the docs won't tell you.. My sex drive had literally skyrocketed when I converted. It was probably a good equal mix of not having to care about sero-status, & the fact the virus was raging. Felt like my blood was calling to me to sow the wild oats in every btm who wanted my seed.. All those hot muscle tops who wore biohazard ink like myself, I finally got the guilt free pleasure of feeling those studs marking their territory with their spunk in sweaty, savage moaning sounding memories of bliss. All in all, I am truly on the fence.

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

.... Relaxing in the sling after having pictures for the website taken, I closed my eyes and fantasized about what kinds of guys were going to use my mouth and ass over the event. The host had told me he usually had between 40 and 50 guys at his events and once guys had paid that they could come and go for the day they paid. Friday's party was going to be from 10pm til 4am and Saturday's party was going to be from 1pm to 1am and that I could rest in between the parties on the bed in the warehouse with Tim. I sure hope Tim, the other bottom, does not snore. Funny what you think about when you are lying in a sling with meth in the system. I started again to swing my feet in the stirrups and play with my hole that now had lube in it. I started fingering it to get it ready for all the cocks. This was noticed by the Nurse who was watching me. He walked over near my head and produced a blindfold to cover my eyes and then told me to take a big hit of poppers. I did as I was told and then I felt something big at the entrance to my ass. Something big was being shoved up there so I was glad that I had been lubed up prior. Not having seen anyone else in the room other than Tim, the host, and the Nurse, I figured it was the Nurse who was fucking me, but the fucking stopped and I reached down to find the end of a buttplug hanging out of my ass. The Nurse told me that I was still pretty tight for some of the bigger guys and that the plug coated in meth would help me open up for them. He did not want me ripped apart so I could keep going all night. It was all happening, I was being prepared like a turkey for Thanksgiving. I did not know ahead of time that I would be blindfolded but it felt kindof cool. I had to remember that I was just two holes to these guys. A nice deep throat and a tight furry ass for them to use and get off in. I squeezed the plug in my ass and pretended that there was a big black man attached to it fucking me for all he had. The Nurse then proceeded to take each arm and attach a cuff to each the cuffs were then pulled apart and attached to something so that I formed a big T. The Nurse then told me that I would be high all night but the guys did not like to see the injections so he would step in between the curtains to give me the injections when needed to keep me flying and with my arms outstretched he would have not problems with the needles or if I prefered a meth drip. Guys would keep me lubed with their cum shooting deep in my ass or down my throat. After awhile, I do not know how long as I had a blindfold on and was just hanging in mid air for some time, a new injection then took place as I felt the now normal needle get applied to my arm again and then felt the warm buzz throughout my body. The plug was removed and I now felt empty without something in my ass. I did not have to wait very long until I felt a pat on my legs and a finger enter my hole. It was the best feeling in the world. My ass needed something in it, anything would do, it was so hungry for cock! My first guy mentioned something about being the first to fuck the hairy bear and was lined up and entering my ass as he went straight in with one push and I could feel the hair of his bush against my balls in my jockstrap. He started pulling the sling toward him with each thrust making sure to jingle the chains supporting the sling in the air. I lowered my head back to enjoy the ride when another large cock made its way deep inside my throat from behind my head. I was being used in both ends at once treated as the drug fueled animal that I had become. Thrusts increased in my ass with his balls banging against the balls in my jockstrap, I imagined that my cock was rock hard and would cum at any minute. I was in ectasy and no pain at all. My throat was also being used at the same time mercilessly being pummeled with the big cock down my throat. I usually gag when it reaches a certain point, but not this time. Each cock pushing into my mouth and ass as the guy fucking me started to verbally abuse me telling me what a cocksucking tina whore I was telling me that I wanted his big thick load up my ass as I gagged on the cock fucking my face. The cock in my ass then exploded sending wave and wave of hot cum up my ass as he continued to grind his cock in my hole. I was grateful for the extra cum to add to my hole as just as he pulled out another cock entered and started fucking me as well as they were a pair and tagteamed my ass for awhile with load after hot load. The guy fucking my throat continued to pound away treating my mouth as the pussy he wanted but his wife would never give him and told me so over and over til he came down my throat shaking violently as I got every drop in his balls down. The pair of guys working my ass started putting fingers in my ass in between fuckings first just a finger then fucking then two then more fucking then three fingers rubbing around the inside of my ass working my prostate then more fucking. Then as I was being fucked, I felt something new enter my ass and knew that the two guys both had their cocks in my ass both fucking me at the same time. It felt great as my ass was full and tight around their cocks and anticipated the load these two cocks pumping in my ass would cause as the cock pumping my throat exploded only to be replaced by not one but two cocks down my throat. I was having an orgy with four guys... two down my throat and two up my ass. All moaning and groaning as I layed in the sling taking it. All at once I felt one of the guys fucking my throat and one of the guys banging my ass both explode at the same time dumping loads down my throat and ass. The guy fucking my throat pulled out and cum came streaming down into my eyes and nose as my head hung down getting pummeled by the other guys cock not wanting to stop just because his friend shot his load. Meanwhile the guy fucking my ass dropped every drop of his cum before pulling out. I felt kindof empty even though I still had a cock in my ass and mouth both fucking harder and harder being the spitroasted pig as if I was on a spit and being turned on the grill. The guy fucking my ass started moaning and groaning telling me to take the big load down my whore mouth while the guy pumping my ass got off on that pumping harder and faster in my ass as he dumped a load then fucked some more and dumped another load up my ass til cum was flowing out of my ass onto the floor beneath the sling. I was a horny cumwhore that now felt empty. Then Nurse came back and just said "What a mess" and began cleaning me up as he closed the curtain and told me to rest. Friday's party was done... now I could sleep with Tim in the bed and get ready for Saturday's party in a few hours...

I started freaking out when I saw his cock. What did you do to me? He smiled and told me to relax. Do you feel any pain? No I don’t . That’s the rum I gave you along with some other things he said. What did you give me? Just some stuff to help you out of your shell, now clean my cock. He forced his cock into my mouth and I started to clean him. I tasted cum for the first time and blood it was not something I was used to tasting. Bull told me that this was just the beginning and he would help to transform me but first he had to make sure I was ready. I didn’t know what to think but I know I wanted more. He pulled his cock from my lips and went to fix me another drink. When he came back I couldn’t help but stare at the man I had jacked off thinking about so many times. I wanted him to use me again but he said for me to wait. I asked why and he said I looked like I needed to be more relaxed. While I downed the drink, he placed a DVD in to the player and turned on the TV. A hardcore porn started up and although I had seen some stuff on the internet I had never seen anything like this. I was hard again just watching the video and so was he. My inhabitation seemed to go away and with that I reached over and started licking his body. His cock was rock hard and poking me in the stomach as I lay between his legs. I was numb and needed him to use me again. I worked my way down to his cock and started licking and sucking on it. I wanted to get him fully in my mouth and was gagging on him as I tried. Spit was running from my mouth and snot from my nose. While I was sucking on him I felt him fingering my tender hole only barely noticing any pain but I did notice that he had about three fingers in me and that my hole was opening up more to them. I needed him to fuck me my ass felt like it needed a cock in it no it had to have a cock in it. When my hands were grabbed and handcuffed behind me was the first time I realized we were not alone and there was no way Bull’s fingers had been playing with my boi hole. I got startled and Bull got up off the floor. This naked guy walked over and kissed him then looked at me and said that bull was right I was a pig in the making. Bull introduced Jeff to me and told me that it was all good. He was here to help with my conversion into a pig. I didn’t want him to touch me, he was nothing like Bull. He was 5’9” and very skinny. You could see his ribs, he looked dirty, and had a lot of tattoos even around his cock. The only thing I liked was his cock which was very long, even longer than Bulls but it was nowhere near as thick and it had what I learned to be a heavy gage PA in the tip. Jeff bent down, lifted my head and kissed me on the lips. He slid his tongue in my mouth and all I could smell was his stench. It disgusted me but turned me on at the same time. Jeff broke the kiss and asked Bull to move me into the bedroom. I was picked up like a sack and taken to the basement where an old sofa bed was opened and waiting. Jeff had a bag down here and from that bag he pulled all sorts of toys that he worked in and out of my ass. It felt like my cunt was on fire but I also felt like I was out of my body watching this all happen. What had I gotten myself into and why did I want these men to use me. Bull told Jeff he wanted to fuck my hole one last time before Jeff planted his seed in me. Bull was rock hard as he entered but the dildos had opened me up quite a bit. I could not believe how much of his cock I took. As he was thrusting into me I found myself begging for him to fuck me. Please use me. I was almost crying for him to put more of that big cock into me. After a bit he shot his load in me, told Jeff I was lubed and ready and then turned to me and said enjoy what Jeff is about to give you………………..

Yup being poz is not all it's cracked up to be. Remembering to take meds on time every day is a real bitch. Keeping a look out for any opportunistic infections. Another bitch is having to disclose my status every time then deal with a potential freak out and being made feel less than dirt. Seeing the look of horror on dentists faces alone should make you bug chasers think again. To guys wanting to convert, I say fuckin stop and think again. Understand the full repercussions of the decision to go poz. It's not to be snifed at.