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This is not the story of some straight muscle jock suddenly becoming gay, or the story of a “top only” homo learning to bottom. No, I came out when I was 15, I’ve always thought of myself as vers, though mainly in theory. I’ve topped boys, and I’ve been topped, but in the end, I found that anal just wasn’t really my thing. I loved giving head. It was my passion. This though is the story of how I found a new passion, of how I learned that I actually do enjoy anal, and more than that I need it. This is the story of how I learned that my ass hole is not a hole but a pussy, more over a cunt that needs filled with seed. This is the story of how I became a cumpig to a rough, bear, with a fat cock. This is the story of the man who changed my life. This is the story of how I become a bottom for raw cock. First a little about me. I’ve never thought that I was exceptionally attractive, though I think I’m pretty cute and at the time of this story was 27. I’m about 5 foot nine, with light brown hair; I’ve never loved my natural hair so usually I dye it blonde in the summer leaving me with blonde streaks for most of the year. I work out fairly regularly, though I still eat whatever I want so I’m not terribly thin and I certainly don’t have a six pack. What I do have is a narrow waist, a nice chest, arms with a strong vein running down the bicep, and a thick bouncy ass from lots of running. I’m not what you’d call super hairy by any means but I’ve got a nice covering across my chest and down my stomach, and a nice hairy ass. At the time I met Sir I think I’d been fucked maybe half a dozen times in my life, though I’d certainly sucked more than my share of cocks. On this particular day that’s what I was aiming to do. Having just gotten home from the gym, I lay on my bed in just my still sweaty shorts scrolling through my porn Tumblr (I miss porn Tumbler so much) my cock getting harder as I scrolled. I’m always super horny when I get back from the gym and today was no exception. I started to think that more than jerking off I wanted to swallow a thick cock. It was maybe 1 P.M. on a Saturday and in Harlem there is almost always someone around. Opening up Scruff I started to scroll. I sent out some woofs and some messages to regulars when he messaged me. His profile photo was of a solidly built torso with beautiful pink nipples, thick dark hair, and a strong treasure trail leading out of the frame, what it didn’t have was a head. Still I read though his stats. He was 41, lived with in a half mile of me, six feet tall, muscular. I opened his message. Directly following his quick greeting was a photo of a thick fat cock. It had a broad flat head, several thick veins running down the toilet paper roll thick shaft, thick dark pubes at the base, and two heavy looking low hanging balls hanging below. Without even seeing his face I was taken in. I wanted to swallow that cock. I loved feeling my jaw stretched to its maximum around a dick. I wanted to feel that man’s cum hit the back of my throat. “Damn, that’s a beautiful cock” I responded. “Thanks, boy,” he replied a few seconds later, asking "what are you looking for?” “Honestly I just got home from the gym and I’m horny as fuck. I really want to suck some cock today.” “Well, what a surprise. I’m looking for someone to come suck my fat cock for me.” “Perfect!” I responded, and then before I could ask him for a face pic or anything else he sent me his address. “Come get this fat cock now if you want it boy. Don’t bother showering from the gym or anything. Just come get my dick in your mouth.” My cock throbbed. I don’t know why but there was something about him, the way he talked, or maybe just the sight of his absolutely perfect cock. Whatever it was that something overruled the rest of my brain. I pulled a shirt on, slipped into some shoes, and grabbed my keys. He only lived ten blocks downtown from me and I had walked half way there before I remembered I didn’t know what he looked like. In another half-block I decided I didn’t care. I had no idea how much things were going to change for me over the next few hours and days. I got to his apartment as quickly as I could. I buzzed the door. A somewhat gruff if tinny voice came across the speaker saying only "Third floor,” as the door lock clicked open. The stairs were at the back of the building. As I walked down the typical narrow New York apartment building hallway I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Then, there I was, right in front of his door. Taking a deep breath, I knocked. There was a brief pause and then the door opened. There he stood, the most perfect man I had ever seen. I had been prepared for some troll with a good body, but the man who stood before me was stunning. He had a broad, strong, handsome face, and a thick black mustache across his whole top lip. His tight black t-shirt was stretched thin across his wide muscular chest and a thick tuft of chest hair stuck up from the collar. He clearly wasn’t wearing underwear, and through his thin basketball shorts I could see the outline of his semi-hard cock. “Get in here boy,” his resonant baritone voice rumbling in my chest. “And strip.” I stepped inside and he closed the door behind me. Without thought or hesitation I stripped off my clothes, even though I was a little surprised. My experience had been that a guy who just wanted his dick sucked would simply whip it out, and neither of us would actually get undressed. This man however, clearly had different ideas. “Good boy. I’m Michael,” he said, and I blushed a little realizing along with not asking what he looked like I also hadn’t asked his name. For a split second I asked myself what kind of spell had he placed over me. “Stephen,” I replied. “That’s great, but from now on you will address me as 'Sir' and I will address you 'Boy'. Is that clear?” I nodded. “When I ask you a question you respond with ‘Yes Sir’, boy.” “Yes Sir” I replied immediately replied. I had no idea why I was saying it but it made my cock hard to do so. I think I was harder than I had ever been before. My mouth was watering I wanted so badly to get my lips around that cock. “Now, let’s get you what you came here for.” With that he pulled his shirt off revealing the torso from his profile photo. His thick chest hair swirled over strong muscular pecs, his middle was thick with muscles without ever really manifesting into a six pack. He looked like the sort of man who gained his bulk from physical work not the gym. He walked over to the couch, and just before he sat down he pushed his gym sorts off revealing his perfect cock. I stared at it, half hard, sticking up slightly from his crotch but still too soft to fully lift its own weight. “Well,” he said shaking his cock at me, “come wrap those pretty dick sucking lips around my cock, boy.” I basically sprinted the few feet between us and fell to my knees between his legs. His crotch smelled musty, of sweat and testosterone. I loved it. Hungrily I licked around his head, pulling the still mostly soft cock into my mouth. I felt it start to harden as I swallowed the shaft down. It grew thicker and thicker in my mouth with each bob of my head. I was in heaven. My own cock was hard as a rock, and I moved to jerk it slowly as I sucked him but Sir had other ideas. “Get your fucking hand off your cock. Did I say you could jerk off? No, you get off when I say you can boy.” He shoved my head down hard, pushing more of his cock into my mouth. I gagged a little but just kept swallowing. I wanted his load down my throat more than anything in the world and I was willing to work for it. I swallowed him to the balls, my nose nestled deep in his pubes breathing in his scent. His hands drifted from the back of my head down my body as he leaned forward. His cock thrust forward, shoving more than I thought possible down my throat, my eyes were watering, and I was so focused on what I was doing that I barely noticed his hand reach my ass. My body however responded for me. I felt my back arch, and my ass stick out more as I stuck my tongue out and licked at his balls. I was light headed and it was as if there was no more air left in my body but I didn’t care: I needed his load in my stomach. One of his fingers rubbed against my hole, and to my own surprise I moaned around his cock. The more I sucked him, and the more he teased my hole the more I started to think that I might want him to fuck me. It seemed crazy at the time, I probably hadn’t bottomed in over a year, but now I was starting to think I wanted this massive cock inside me. He must have read my mind, “I think you want more than to just swallow my cock don’t you boy. I should have known, boys like you always end up begging me to fuck them.” I pulled off of his cock, “Honestly, Sir, I really did just come here to swallow your load.” “Hmmmm, you might be telling the truth, but now that I’ve seen that nice furry ass I have some other ideas of my own.” My heart thudded hard in my chest, was I ready to be fucked by this cock, could I take it, did I want to? “Follow me.” He pushed me back and got up off the couch, his cock sticking straight out from his body. I followed him into the bedroom where he lay down on the bed. “Sit on my face boy, I’m gonna eat that pussy while you blow me.” I’d never had my hole called a pussy before and my heart skipped a beat. Quickly I climbed up on the bed and pushed my ass back onto his face, and then bent forward to swallow his cock again. “Mmmmmm,” he growled, “still nice and ripe from the gym. Good boy.” His tongue brushed against my hole and I gasped. I had only been rimmed once before and I don’t think the guy was very into it. Sir, however, was very into it. His tongue first lapped across my hole, flicking against my tight pucker, then started to swirl around the outside of it coating my hole in lots and lots of spit. I moaned and panted as I went back to swallowing his cock. Sir’s hands were on either side of my hips pulling my ass back onto his face, pushing his nose tight into my crack. I felt his tongue start to push against my hole lightly and my whole body seemed to start to go slack. It was as if he was pushing some button inside of me that I hadn’t known existed until then. My body was turning to putty in his hands. I sloppily swallowed his cock while steadily pushing my hips back against his face. He pushed his tongue harder against my tight hole as I shoved back into him and I felt myself start to open for him. My tight pucker started slowly to part, and give way to his slow but steady onslaught. I groaned and pulled myself up off his cock and rocked back, putting most of my weight on him. His tongue pushed into me, opening me up, and I felt my hole bloom open. I had never felt anything like this before. My whole body was electrified, his mustache rubbed against my hole as he moved his tongue around. I felt myself getting more and more loose and the little voice in the back of my mind that had started to think I might want to get fucked was steadily growing to a yell. I bounced a little on his tongue and felt him growl his satisfaction into my hole. Sir gave me a hard shove and pushed my ass off of his face. "Get on your back pig,” he ordered. I flipped off of him and lay flat on my back. Sir stood-up, moving between my legs. My cock was rock hard, harder than I think it had ever been. A steady stream of precum oozed down my shaft. “You’ve got a tight pussy boy,” he said putting my legs on his shoulders. "Maybe you told the truth in your profile and you are more of an oral boy. But by the way you were pushing that hole back onto my tongue tells me you’re ready to change that.” “Change that, Sir?” “I’m going to do you a favor today. I’m going to make you my boy. I was just going to send you home with one of my loads in your stomach but I think instead I’m going to show you what you’ve been missing and fill your gut with my cum.” “I… um… I…” I stammered, then I felt his cock head brush against my wet hole. Initially I froze, my whole body tensed, but then, as if on command, my body seemed to relax and slid down closer to him. My jaw unclenched, my shoulders relaxed, I let out a breath, the knots came out of my stomach, and my hole seemed for a moment to loosen and twitch allowing just the very tip of his blunt cock head to press inside. “Good boy,” he said and carefully dropped a big glob of spit onto his cock and my hole. He leaned forward, his face an inch from mine and said in a deep rough whisper, “deep breath in, count to three and the let it out slowly.” I did as he said, breath in, one, two, three, and then out slowly. The rest of the tension went out of my body and as it did he pressed his cock into my hole. “Mmmmm, feel that pussy opening up for me. Deep breath in again, boy. A lot more cock still needs to slip into that boy hole.” We repeated the deep breath process three more times before he said, “There we go.” I felt him push the last part of his cock into me and his balls come to rest on my ass. My head was sipping. My hole had never been so full, all of the other times I had been fucked I had felt stuffed, or pushed, but this was different. This was a glorious feeling of being opened up, my whole body was on fire with excitement and lust. My cock was pouring out precum, and my hole seemed desperate for more. “How does that feel, boy?” “Amazing, Sir,” I panted. “I knew you’d like Sir’s big cock in that sweet pussy. You want Sir to fuck you, don’t you boy?” “Yes, please, Sir.” “You want Sir to give you his load, don’t you, boy?” “Yes Sir,” and as I answered I knew what was different. I understood what had changed. I had never been fucked bare before, this was the first raw cock I had ever taken. Removing that thin piece of latex had changed the world for me. “Good boy. I’m going to fill you up good.” He slowly withdrew his cock out of my hole commenting "I’m going to teach you how to be a real pussy boy. A hole this good shouldn’t be wasted on some cock sucker.” Just the tip of his cock was inside me now, and as he continued to speak he pushed back inside me. I let out a long low moan. “This is the kind of ass that begs men like me to breed it. When I’m done with you, boy, you’ll be begging the next guy to hit you up on Scruff to fuck your cunt, not your throat.” Again his balls slammed against my ass, and as he again made a slow withdraw Sir commented "I’m gonna train this pussy good, loosen you up, get you ready to just bend over and take whatever comes to you.” I felt my hole flex a little as the tip of his cock pulled against my ring from the inside. “You want that boy, don’t you? Now that you’ve felt Sir’s cock deep inside that pussy of yours, you know you want to feel like this all the time.” “Yes Sir,” I breathed. “Good boy. Push that pussy out for me, push it out against my cock.” I pushed out for him. I felt my hole open wider around his cock. Then he slammed back into me. The whole length of his cock in one quick thrust was thrust in its entirety into my hole. I yelled out but as his cock bottomed out in me the head struck something deep within me and my yell became a deep guttural moan. It was too perfect. Something inside of me had just broken. Some final barrier within my body was gone and my ass became his fuck hole. It was as if the rest of me didn’t exist, I was just a hole. My cock was completely forgotten, and all I could think about was wanting to feel like this more. “That was your second hole opening up for me boy. That was your hole taking its first step to being the pussy its destined to be.” With that he pulled his cock all the way out and slammed it back in again. I grunted, like an animal in heat. My entire focus was on my hole and his cock. "Keep pushing it out for my boy. I want that cunt nice and sloppy when I’m done.” For ten minutes, probably, he pummeled my hole while I kept pushing out, keeping it open for him. I felt my hole changing. I felt myself getting looser. It was easier each time to take him, and he seemed to be getting deeper like he was rearranging my guts. I was in heaven. With each thrust I let out a deep low grunt and each time he pulled out completely I felt a sinking emptiness inside me. I needed this. Sweat started to build on both of us and the room started to smell of sex. It was intoxicating. You never got this just blowing a guy. Suddenly he grabbed me by my hips and in one swift motion flipped us so that he was now on his back and I was sitting on his lap completely impaled on his cock. “Ride me boy,” he instructed. So I did. I started to bounce hard, almost completely pulling-off his cock, only then to slam my ass back down, my balls bounding off of his stomach. There was a massive wet spot in the pelt of hair that covered his stomach from my drooling cock. I was yelling and moaning, I couldn’t help myself. I had never loved anything so much. I could feel every vein and ripple in his cock as it slid in and out of my slick hole. His head kept hitting new places inside of me sending fresh waves of ecstasy through me. My second hole was now as loose and my first and his cock had free reign over my hole. I have no idea how long I rode him but I could have done it forever. Sweat ran off of me and I could smell my own musk growing. Finally, after what was a beautiful lifetime he again grabbed me and tossed me onto my back. His cock came out of my hole as we rolled and once I was on my back he slammed back into me. This time was different though, there was a new energy to his fucking a roughness, a need that had to be fulfilled. I guessed at what was coming. “You ready for my load boy?” “Oh my God! Yes, Sir! Please, give me your load!” I practically shouted. “Good answer boy.” He pounded even harder, his rhythm becoming erratic, his breathing getting rough. The with a deep roar he slammed the full length of his cock into my body as I felt it swell and then being to pulse inside of me. For the first time ever I was taking a man’s load inside of me. I was being bred, and I loved it. I could feel every pulse of his cock, I felt warmth spread through my body. I was lost in euphoria. We stayed like that for a long minute. Both panting as we came down from the fuck. I still hadn’t cum but I felt a different kind of satisfaction. Slowly he pulled his softening cock out of my hole, and as he did so I began to feel a deep emptiness taking its place. Now empty and full of longing I looked at the man who had just bred me. A smile spread across his handsome face. He lent down and kissed me for the first time. His tongue pushed into my mouth and I felt his moustache against my lips. Then he sat up. “Good boy. You did well. So, here’s what happens next.” His fingers brushed my loose wet hole, “Think of it like a test.” He slid two fingers inside of me. “I’ve got some work to do so you’re going to go home,” a third finger was added, “You are not to shower,” the fingers started twisting around inside of me, “you are not to cum, you are not to let any of my load out of your hole.” Reaching over to the night stand, Sir pulled something out that I didn’t see. He spat on the object and then, removing his fingers from my hole, pressed it inside of me. It started out narrow and then flared so that it stretched my hole for a moment before popping inside. “You are not to remove this butt plug unless you are going to get fucked. Now this is the part where you get some choice in your test. Along with denying yourself the joy of cumming and staying the sweaty fucked out mess you are now, you will take at least two more loads today. When I am done with work at 7.30 tonight I will text you, and I will breed you again tonight and give you those two loads. But if you cannot wait that long, and something tells me that you won’t be able to, you are to get on Scruff and find another cock of no less than seven inches to breed this sweet little cunt in training.” He pushed hard against the butt plug. Involuntarily I moaned. "Do you understand?” “Yes Sir.” “Good boy. Now get out”

I was standing by my friend James and his BF Sean while they were trying to get the bartenders attention. There were so many people trying to move behind me and I kept on being pushed around and bumped into people next to me. This one guy I bumped into was a tall black muscle man with no shirts and when I got pushed into him, I felt him grabbing my arm to pull me tighter to his body. I had my eyes down to the floor to avoid other people’s eyes and as he pulled me into him, I saw huge bulge in his pants and as I moved my gaze up his eyes towards his face, I felt his arm wrapping around me and he turned me a bit as he held me to aced right in front of him. He started to whisper how he wanted to give me his big cock since I was so pretty while he rubbed his hard bulge on my back. I felt his phone vibrate in his front pocket and all of sudden he pulled away from me a little. He told me “meet me outside in 10 min.” In my ears then walked into the crowd towards the bathroom where he was met with another black boy who was about my height with leaner body not big muscle like him who gave me a nasty look. James and Sean finally had our drinks and I followed them to the lounge area. As soon as they sat on the sofa they started to kiss and make out with other. I felt a bit awkward after few minutes so I told James I will be back in few and headed towards the bathroom. There was a line for the bathroom and as I waited, I saw the big black muscle daddy and his black friend talking and laughing while they kept on glancing my direction. I felt a bit uncomfortable so I pulled my phone out and started to stare at my phone screen. Finally it was my turn at the bathroom so I stepped into the bathroom and pulled the door behind me with my phone in my hand but someone yanked the door open and made me drop they phone. Then he entered the bathroom as well and closed the door behind him. At the same time I started to get down to pick up my phone from the floor and with his push, I lost balance and fell back on my ass. He laughed at me and pulled my hair hard and my face got pushed into his hard bulge for few seconds. Before I was able to react to this sudden intrusion, he stopped rubbing my face on his bulge and helped me up to my feet. He looked at my pants and my butt was all wet and dirty. He apologized to me over and over as I got under the hand dryer to try drying my butt. He took some paper towels and tried to help me dry my butt but he didn’t really seem serious. As I tried to position myself better under the dryer and he kept tapping my butt with handful of paper towels, I felt him pulling my pants down a bit to look at my underwear and few times his hands either rubbed my butt or he almost spanked me few times. I was about to say something to him when he pulled my pants from the back with one hand and pushed my face flat against the mirror on the wall. I looked at him in the mirror and I saw his smile that gave me goose bumps all over me and I froze in that position for few second. All of sudden he slapped my ass hard and tried to get me back to stand in front of him with a different smile. As I stood up straight, front of my pants opened up and my pants started to fall off of me. He stopped the pants from falling to the bathroom floor with his hand between my legs right under my balls. I didn’t know what to do and told me he can lend me a his clothes if we can go to his place. And he told me “we will take a good care of u tonight baby.” As he kissed me on cheek. He asked me to take his shirt off of him as he kept his hand in between my legs and as I took his shirt off, his hot lean muscle started to reveal to my eyes. He told me to hold his shirt in front of me to hide my torn pants front and got behind me really close and pushed me towards the door while his hard cock under his pants pressed onto my back. As soon as we opened the door, taller black man was waiting for us. He smiled down at us and put his water bottle at my lips and told me take a sip. He held the bottle and Fed me to the last drop. Then he led us through the crowd towards the exit followed by me and his friend walking with our bodies pressed together. As we worked our way through the crowd, black boy behind me grabbed me tighter and tighter and I felt his cock getting harder and the heat from our contact spreading through my body. My eyes started to lose focus with the dark and laser beams... i felt hot lips on my ear and he started to whisper into me with the voice that made me weak. I couldn’t make out all the words but I felt so safe in his arms and with his voice guiding me. Right before we reached the door, he popped couple of mints into my mouth and told me to swallow them with out chewing and I happily obeyed. As soon as the door opened, I felt the cold air and my body started to shiver. I heard few laughters around me but I was too cold and dizzy to care. I two string arms squeezing me tighter and a long coat being draped over my body. I don’t know how long we walked as I was practically carried by my black friend and his hard cock which stated to get all my attention. I started to enjoy feeling the heat from his hard cock and when I felt my body being lifted up away from the heat and made me whimper a bit. I felt another hardness under my butt as I felt my body being lowered on top of the guy who carried me with some help of few more hands on my body. I was curious why I felt so many hands but once I felt a hard cock at my hole Iwas lost in cock craze again. I heard voices around me but I really hear them unless it was addressed to me, baby, and usually it was to take whatever they fed to me through my nose and mouth. I started to feel myself becoming hungrier for cocks as I fucked mysrelf hard with a mans big black cock. As as I looked around me with unfocused eyes, I saw more naked black bodies and I tried to ask them to feed me their cocks but I couldn’t make words clearly so I just stuck my tongue out and salivated while I tried to focus on one cock. Finally I felt a cock at my lips and I opened my mouth as wide as I can and let the man push his cock down into my throat. I was so happy to feel another cock in my mouth that I didn’t care if he slapped me hard and pulled my hair to control me. I just kept massage the cock whenever it filled my throat. As I kept on taking two cocks in both my holes, I started to get addicted to them more and more. I didn’t care that they started to slap me harder and harder til I got handprints all over my body as long as they ploughed into ,e I was happy. All of sudden both cocks pyulled out of me and my body was tossed onto the floor which didn’t hurt too much since it was carpeted. I heard a voice telling me to get on my knees and I did. I could sense a cock approaching my lips as manly scents filled my nostrils and I opened my mouth wide and dove onto the cock til I felt my nose rubbing on his pubic hair. I felt a hand behind my head and every time I tried to pull back it pushed my head down and held it til I gave in then hard smack on my head to punish my disobedience. It hurt so much but somehow I stated to feel more turned in by his harsh hands. My penis was rock hard and very time he hit me harder it jumped up with excitement. I was moaning and screaming like a girl around the fat cock that stayed in my mouth and kept growing deeper down my throat. I felt the cock slowly moving away from me and I started to crawl after it keeping myself being stuffed with his cock deep down my throat. He must have been very pleased with this as his cock started to grow harder and bigger. There were times I couldn’t take it any more but I was pushed down hard by his strong hands that I didn’t even try. I looked up at his eyes and he laughed down at me and I started to fade out as I ran out of air slowly.

Part 1 Continued... Parker responded with a cocky shit eating grin then stuffed the baggie into his jeans pocket. Then I noticed it. It was something about his eyes, it was as if they were trying to emulate the reflection of a cocky and confidant at athlete but hid something deeper. If eyes are the windows in to one’s soul, beneath the portrayal of a popular high school athlete it seemed like they were the eyes of a captain commanding a stricken sailing vessel during a hurricane. The eyes just lacked hope… It was then I heard the slamming of the door as the volleyball player, had slammed to close as he left. I walked to the security monitors and watched him walk to a Mercedes GT AMG and peel off into the night. What could explain those eyes, I thought to myself. Why would a seemingly popular, rich, athlete have those eyes. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Hunters voice. “See something you like?” I turned to Hunter by instinct and I saw his eyes gaze down and chuckle. “Seems, so” stated Hunter as he glazed down to my crotch. I glanced down and saw that precum had soaked through the pants on my slate colored business pants. I could feel my cheeked turning red from embarrassment. Hunter had known that I was gay for a long time and did not give a fuck. The delivery of 90% of his profits back in the form of clean currency over four years ago took care of any prejudices about who I fucked. “So…”, I asked Hunter. “That was Volleyball. I call him that because he always wears some type of his volleyball gear when we do deals. It was a jersey here, jacket there, hoodie, or a full set of his high school warmup, I think it makes him feel confidant and he is a hot piece of shit. After my first few deals, I asked him about it and he told me that it helped bring in a bunch of pussy. I looked him up too and I think he is damned good at his sport. Hell, I was the one that taught him how to fake the drug tests, so he could play. Anyways, don’t think he will be sucking you off or anything. As far as I know his cock goes into about three different pussies a month on average. The only time volleyball did something with another guy was at a party I was supplying.” I motioned Hunter to continue. “It was some CIF regional playoff party. Apparently, they had won a big game and all the rich kids on the team threw a large party. Parker had scored the winning kill and was hosting. Until then, he was a kid that bought Adderall to keep up with school. That evening he came in with damp with sweat in his all white volleyball uniform and drops 2K on this table and asked for the “hard and good shit”. Later I get a text from him that he needed more supply and the cash was in his room. I drove over the mansion where Volleyball lived, went to drop off the goods and collect the cash. In his room was Volleyball and another guy jerked each other off both drugged out of their minds on the pot laced with Tina I gave them. Hell, I doubt he remembers that night based on the booze on his breath and all the goods that I supplied.” With that Hunter walked to the closet door and opened it grabbing a coat. “If you’re done, scooping out my customers and looking for a boyfriend you’re going to do it tomorrow. I gotta hit up the club.” As I stood up, I buttoned my jacket to cover the stain on my crotch and walked to the door. The cool Pacific breeze hit me as I walked out. Parker, #1, Volleyball stud…my mind and cock raced filled with lust as I entered my car.

Part 3 The pause between his comment and my conflicting thoughts of whether I could really get this poz cock in me, get him to seed me deep knowing there could be real consequences seemed like an eternity. Thankfully an eternity in my mind is not that long, especially when my mind takes over and decides to get it what it wants, no needs. Words came out of my mouth I did not think I could ever say openly and the look on his face and how his jaw dropped at first and then lead to a devious grin showed he was just as taken aback. I remember him asking me if I was sure, that he would/could not pull out and would not ask again. I nodded and licked my lips and he said something about how we have to be quick because he had not cum in forever and was ready to bust just from the thought of our situation. Finally it seemed like my brain released it's total control and I could understand what I was saying. I told him, "It's a good thing I am all cleaned and prepped." and walked over to my bed and got on all fours, and he had already dropped his pants. I looked to the mirror on the wall to my right. It looked amazing with my white ass in perfect breeding position and he was behind me with all of his other clothes on and a nice 8" thick cock fully erect already. He asked about a lube and I said he could use his poz spit. With that I felt his moist cock slowly press on my neg virigin, to fully poz cock, hole. He moaned as he got past my opening and slid in deep. He let out a 'Damn, so tight, so good' gasp. I pushed back and forth a little and he took the hint. He went full tilt pumping me and grabbing my hips, I could tell it really must have been a long time for him because he seemed so in lust and heat, pumping hard and I could feel his sweat dripping on my back and ass cheeks. He pushed my head down and ordered me to get my ass up more and he kept thrusting away. Finally he took in a big deep breath and let out a loud "Fuck!!! I am cumming in this perfect married ass, ahhhh!!" and kepy pumping away as his cock shot spurt after spurt of his toxic seed. He stopped thrusting and held himself deep after about the 5th spurt and he ordered me to milk my new master cock. I squeezed my hole over and over and he pumped about 4 more squirts. Finally he started to go soft and I could feel him plop out. He then spoke "Oh wow that hole is totally creamed up now." just as my hole squirted out some of his load on its own. I stayed there and wondered what now? As if he knew what I was thinking he said, "Best stay like that so you can absorb as much of my DNA into you, I will just get back to work.", then let out a very quiet, "fuck, damn". I did as he said and just enjoyed my new squishy hole. Hoping maybe he would come back for sloppy seconds. Part 4 hopefully sooner than 3.

I'm flattered by guys on here who want to add me as a friend. But please know that if you add me as a friend, I assume I get to shoot my load into your unprotected ass. Deal?

Got off work and had an hr or so to kill before I picked up the kids so I got on Grindr and found someone close by that wanted to meet. He was 40 but fit and had a 7.5 cut decently thick cock. I stopped by and I bent over the bed and he slid it home. Been a few weeks since I've been fucked and I was really needing it. He fucked me good and deep for a few mins before dumping his load in my ass. I held it in till I got home then pushed it out in my hand and ate it, had a very sweet flavor to and I can't wait to get more. His schedule works perfect with mine to meet up everyday and hopefully we can make it happen.

Took the first load of the new year last night. Older aggressive white guy with 8" and thick. He wanted it to be an anon scene. Told me to let myself in, strip myself naked, put on a blindfold, take a deep hit of poppers and wait for him to use my holes. I've always wanted to do an anon scene, so I agreed. That first hit of poppers after I put on the blindfold was incredible. Hearing him approach me without being able to see him was such a turn on. He made me suck his dick before he ate out my hole. I was in bottom heaven with his tongue fucking my hole. Then he made me take a few deep hits and pushed his 8" deep in me. Talked dirty to me the whole time. We fucked in a bunch of positions, and he was getting in painfully deep. Finally bred my ass with me on my stomach and his cock as deep in me as it could go. I loved the feeling of his big dick gliding back and forth in my cummy ass. Took off the blindfold and sucked him clean before heading home. Great way to start the new year.

I'd been on PrEP over a year. At first genuinely looking to prevent, but lately it became out of wanting to control if/when "it" happened. My mind had raced for months, pondering what it would be like taking that first positive load. Not the run of the mill undetectable load, but the real potent deal. Many jerk off fantasies reading stories, watching videos where some boy was verbally filled with a poz load and imagining myself at that moment of no return. Without much thought, I forgot the PrEP for a day. The second day, I thought "Oh shit, I missed a dose, that's not like me." A voice in my head debated what harm was missing a second? Well, the doctor did say two was acceptable, but certainly not three. Day Three comes. Why am I wasting it? I'm not even having sex, beyond sucking someone off occasionally? I can always take it for a week and get back on track. A week with out sex is nothing for me. I don't classify myself as a real catch, early 40's decent looks, a bit boyish for my age in mannerism and depending on my style of dress. Very orally inclined, mentally a bottom though not really been used enough to really get accustomed to it, though that itch does need scratched. Day ten, post PrEP, arrives. Searching websites and apps for anything that catches my eye; however, pretty shy to initiate the contact. Time wasted, staring blankly, getting no responses. Maybe I'm too standoffish? But wait... what was that? A message! I was in shock, having not gotten one previously, I'd never heard the notification. MasterDaddy4u: "Hey boy. Just lurking or willing to go through with it?" Me: "Hello. I do want to go through with it, just hesitant and depends on what I find I guess." MasterDaddy4u: "Very dom 62 yr old Master, if you come over, you belong to me. And when you speak to me, you should say Sir or Daddy, boy!" Me: "Wow, that is pretty blunt." MasterDaddy4u: "What boy? I did not hear you." Me: "Wow,that is pretty blunt, Sir." *what made me obey so quickly?* MasterDaddy4u: "I am sending you my address. When you arrive, enter at door to the garage. Instructions will be there. If you object to anything in that list, go home to your Mama. We wont talk again until you comply." Me: "I need a moment to think on this, Sir." MasterDaddy4u: "That time is past. Bye, Boy. See you in compliance, or this is the last I have to say." >>MasterDaddy4u is offline. My mind raced like crazy. I had a private shared file waiting to be opened. Staring at my screen, my mouse making circles around the icon.... >>click<< "Boy, be at this address in one hour and follow all instructions on site. If you do not, you will be sent away. No second chances." It ended with the exact address. I recall I've stopped PrEP. What if? I don't even know his status. Or what he intends. As my mind raced, I realize I've undressed without realizing it. I get a shower to ensure I was presentable...just in case. IF... *mind still races* When... In a flash, I find myself in my car, heading toward the unknown. Am I foolish for just showing up without much conversation, no exchanged pix, nothing at all? Time seemed to fly and yet creep at the same time. Looking at my watch, after the relatively short drive over, I had 15 minutes left of the hour allotted. Looking at the darkened house from the street, butterflies churned in my stomach. Halfway up the drive...when did I get out of the car? Hand on the knob. Still time to turn back. My cock and hole both twitch as my stomach does back-flips. Inside the dimly lit garage, a solitary lamp shines on a piece of paper. Leaning down, I begin to read what is expected of me. *** Boy, welcome to your possible future. You can still turn back, but once you start on this list, you are bound by your choice. I know you are here. I've seen you on camera. You have 30 minutes to comply or leave. 1. The boy acknowledges that he freely and willingly accepts being the property of his Master, with the understanding he will, upon showing his submission by beginning this list, be taking his Master's HIV poz load and piss to be properly marked, and will accept any and all demands/orders made by his Master without question, subject to punishment for failure to comply. 2. The boy is to strip and place all belongings into the lock-box provided. Once the lock is in place, it will not be opened. 3. Once naked, the boy will find the collar next to the lockbox. Affix the collar, as well as its lock. Again, once locked, only the Master may choose to remove it. 4. The boy shall kneel, eyes down, palms down on knees, and wait quietly for his Master to retrieve him. Final chance to leave, boy. Once any step has started, your consent is no longer required for those after it. Punishment will be delivered once any lock is in place and you try to withdraw. *** Oh my God! He's positive! FUCK! What about my PrEP? My mind flies through the options of fleeing or giving in. My cock soaks my underwear with precum. Subconsciously, my shoes are kicked off as my shirt goes over my head. My undies getting more uncomfortable by the moment, I rip at my shorts praying for some relief. I'm naked! In a strange place, about to surrender myself to someone, sight unseen. I have to think this through a bit more! I look at my watch. SHIT! I've only got 10 minutes to dress and leave, or accept my fate. Accept my fate? What an odd choice of words! My brain seems to be working on two levels. One fighting it, one having already given in. I need more time! What do I really want to do? >>click<< What was that? A sound snaps me out of my mental debate with logic. FUCK! The lock-box! I locked it! Panic sets in. I can still flee, granted I'd naked and with nothing I came with. DAMN IT! On foot too, as my keys are in the box! How much time do I have? SHIT! No watch! I have to decide. It's now or never! ***** ((I am very new to attempting to write stories. I welcome any feedback. I've been pondering this one a long time, but after reading so many great stories on here, I find it hard to put into words what in my mind plays out like a flawless movie. Thanks for reading this first part. I'll try to continue it as time permits, hopefully sooner rather than later.))

Bookstore after work I was jerking off by myself as I sat on bench. After about 10 minutes some chubby guy around 50 came and stood right in front of me with his thick 6" cock at attention. He seemed to have an attitude, but I began sucking him and with my free hand starting working a finger into his asshole. He loved it so kept it up. With my other hand I jerked my cock til I started cumming, then caught my load in the same hand, all the while quietly still sucking this guy's cock. I removed my finger from his ass, and replaced it with my cum covered other finger. As I sucked him, I worked as much of my poz load into his hole as I could, only stopping once he started shooting his cum down my throat. He pulled out fast and walked away without saying a word, but I hope my finger breeding is successful.

I am not hung... but I fully understand you. If I don't cruise in a kinky friendly club, I have to go without my chastity cage... and in 5 mins I got plenty of bttms who start sucking me without even asking. I get pissed when other tops come to share with me a bttm while I want to be shared. It's better when I go in some clubs where one or two tops know me and are ready to introduce me as bttm to their friends.. or show the newcomers how to properly deal with me.

@nelly26 - Sir, your comments are out of place. Doubling-down on insult is contrary to the nature of discourse on this site as expressed in the “Read This Before You Post” topic, which I encourage you to revisit. You make the point - for reasons unclear - that you have been a member here since early 2016, yet in the nearly three years since then you have contributed only 101 posts, earned 17 downvotes on that content, and yourself gave a remarkable 36 downvotes on others’ opinions. This is a profile of someone who enjoys discord, intolerant of other people and their viewpoints, yet this is a site that positively requires an open mind in order to successfully participate. There are, as it happens, some points of your argument above with which I might even be inclined to agree - but your rhetoric is too caustic to engage in civil debate. As a result, I’m just going to react, henceforth, as though you have ceased to exist. ————————- To the OP: I should add to my earlier post in reply to the original question that the one thing that did set me back a while was a time when a big cock aggravated my anal fissure before it had completely healed. That took me out for a solid month. The difference between irritation and injury can be huge in terms of how much time a bottom needs for recovery.

if i'm in your neck of the woods, I'll breed you good.

I don t know in 2018 just one is really important : my pozzing

Part 10 - The Date Angelo pulled up to his house just before his sister Maria and brother-in-law Hunter arrived, they were popping in on their way up to Boston for a long weekend. It was only a quick visit for a coffee and chat but whenever they could they would meet up at least once a week. Being a couple of years older than Angelo she had a close bond with him where they always shared everything and had no secrets. As they stood at the front door Hunter was checking the car over before they set off. Maria grabbed Angelo's arm and looked at him. "You have found someone haven't you?" She said starring in to his eyes. Angelo smiled shaking his head "How do you do that?". "I know you way to well, your eyes give everything away Angelo" Maria responded. Angelo nodded "I think so, but it is early we have our first real date tonight". "Take down your barriers Angelo, let him see the real you if you want it to work" She patted his hand. "Always wise with your words Maria" he replied kissing her on the cheek. Maria held him "He must be quite special if he has got that close to you". She turned and joined her husband in the car, they waved as they pulled out the driveway, Angelo stood watching as the car disappeared, he knew his sister was right about everything. The one thing he didn't really know for sure was how Ethan really felt, being so young and new to gay life weather he would even be in the mindset to have a boyfriend. Angelo went back in to the house he had some work to catch up on and had a busy week coming up as his team would be implementing the software at the company in the city and it had to go well. But first he booked a table at one of the nicer restaurants in Larchmont on the waterfront for 8pm. He sent a text to Ethan telling him trousers and shirt for their date. Ethan stopped doing his coursework and picked up his phone and smiled at the text he received from Angelo and sent a smiley face back to him. He gazed out of his bedroom window musing how different his life was becoming but then thought about his parents and knew that would be a challenge. Looking at his phone it was already 6pm, putting his work away he undressed and went to get ready. He packed his beach gear, shorts, t-shirt and a toothbrush and headed downstairs to wait for Angelo. As usual on the dot Angelo turned up and smiled his heart skipped a beat seeing Ethan dressed smartly, he got out of the car and walked over towards him. "Wow, you look amazing Ethan" Angelo kissed him on the lips. Ethan blushed a little "Thanks and you look as hot as ever and so different Angelo, not to overdressed am I?". Angelo smiled "No, just perfect. Come on". They chatted about tomorrow and spending the day on the beach as they drove back to Larchmont, Ethan suddenly remembered his dreams of Angelo and him on a beach walking in the surf. Angelo glanced at Ethan noticing he had gone quiet for a moment he smiled to himself seeing that Ethan was miles away but with a smile on his face. They pulled up to Angelo's house and deposited his belongings inside. Angelo waited for Ethan to come downstairs "It is a short walk to the restaurant, ready to go?". "Oh are we going out for dinner?" Ethan asked looking surprised. Angelo nodded "Yes, I am taking you out for dinner". They walked the 15 minutes down the lane and around the marina to the restaurant, the waiter showed them to a table on the outside veranda overlooking the marina. They both ordered steak and out of respect Angelo ordered a soft drink for himself as well. Although not a big drinker he did enjoy wine when chilling out or eating, throughout the meal Ethan smiled and just loved the way Angelo's body looked through his white shirt, the muscle definition in his arms accentuated by his choice of shirt. "What's so funny that your smiling about?" Angelo put his fork down as he finished. Ethan put his lemonade down "I love watching you". Angelo laughed "You are a naughty boy Ethan, and in a place like this". "God I want to kiss you Angelo" Ethan rested his head in his hands on the table looking at him. Angelo eyed him carefully "So do it". "Eh, what now, with all these people around?" Ethan looked surprised but amused. Angelo knew this would test if Ethan did have feelings for him "What are you afraid of?". "Not this" Ethan replied and leant over and kissed Angelo for several seconds. Margarite sat with her husband inside the restaurant she had noticed Ethan arriving with the tall hunky Latin man. She was very friendly with Ethan's mother Ellie and lunched with her at least once a week, she was also Ben's mother one of Ethan's best friends. She kept glancing to where they sat outside at one of the best tables. She dropped her fork on the floor seeing Ethan lean over and kiss the man, not just any kiss but a lovers kiss that lingered. Her husband enquired why she was so distracted during dinner, she brushed it off and laughed making the excuse that she kept thinking about the 4th July party she was organising. Angelo smiled at Ethan "Are you not afraid of anything then?". "You, I mean a little, I still tread carefully around you" Ethan sat back down looking at him. Angelo's smile faded "Why Ethan?". "Well it has been a bit rocky and I don't really know how I stand with you sometimes" Ethan looked at his plate. Angelo held Ethan's hand "Nothing can change what happened Ethan, but I don't want you feeling like that". Ethan looked up at Angelo "I am not scared of you just cautious but that is fading the more I know you". Angelo rubbed Ethan's hand "Do you want to get to know me better?". "Yes, I like being with you" Ethan blushed but chose his words carefully. Angelo looked at Ethan smiling at him "You have one of the most disarming smiles Ethan" Ethan giggled "Is that good?". "Melts my heart every time" Angelo leaned over and kissed Ethan. They ordered coffee and Margarite watched as she put her jacket on to leave the restaurant, how strange she thought that Ethan was dining so far out of Harrison, the other side wondered if Ellie even know her son was gay, she couldn't wait for her to return from the Hamptons and have lunch with her. The waiter finished serving coffee to Angelo and Ethan and walked away. "So what business are you in if you know my father" Ethan asked. Angelo smiled and began to unravel "Software, I run my own software company". "Must be nice running your own business" Ethan enthused. Angelo giggled "I like running it and it has proved to be a wise choice for me". "My father has set out my education to take law, but I don't want to do it" Ethan sounded a little down. Angelo looked at him "But it get's you a good education, what about your mother?". Ethan laughed "She keeps setting me up with daughters of some the richer people in Harrison". Angelo laughed "Why is that I wonder?". "Social climbing, that's all she is after" Ethan looked up "she will have a surprise though". They both laughed and continued talking until they got back to Angelo's house, it was already gone 11pm when they finally arrived and clambered up the stairs into the bedroom. Angelo stood in front of Ethan and kissed him gently and began to undress Ethan folding his clothes up as he took them off. Ethan reached up and starred Angelo in the eyes as he unbuttoned the shirt then the trousers and underwear. They stood looking at each other for a moment with no words Angelo picked Ethan up and carried him to the bed, Angelo knew that Ethan was tired he turned the light off and cuddled up to Ethan, both of them were sleeping within minutes. Ethan woke first and carefully slipped out of bed and went downstairs to make coffee, on his return he put the cups down and slipped back in to bed thinking he done it without waking Angelo. He felt Angelo's arm pulling him so he turned over to see Angelo awake, happily he fell into his arms and kissed Angelo deep and lovingly just how he had been discreetly taught. "Thank you for a lovely night Angelo" Ethan smiled stroking Angelo's face. Angelo sniffed "You made coffee?". "Tried to" Ethan giggled a bit before Angelo locked his lips on Ethan's mouth. Angelo rolled on top and looked at Ethan "We should get up". Ethan draw a sad face "Really?". Angelo laughed "I know what you want but you will have to wait for the second date". "You want to take me on a second date then?" Ethan asked smiling. Angelo kissed him "Yes and a third and so on". Ethan pushed Angelo off on his back and climbed on top kissing him with even more passion, Angelo wrapped his arms around Ethan and rolled him back continuing their kiss until Ethan rolled Angelo back over. Eventually stopping as they were kissing and laughing in each others mouth, Angelo flipped Ethan on his stomach and slapped his ass telling him to get in the shower. Angelo followed Ethan in and they washed each other as they kissed, Angelo turned the water off and began to towel Ethan dry. "Angelo I love seeing you like this" Ethan pushed back closer to Angelo. Angelo continued drying Ethan "Like what?". "You know, the fun side of you, but I also kind of like the edgy rough side as well" Ethan replied. Angelo slapped Ethan's ass handing him the towel "Always handy to know". They sat eating a light breakfast and Angelo was cleaning up when they heard the boys car pulling up the drive. Angelo and Ethan sat in the back and after 30 minutes Ethan fell asleep in Angelo's arms. Adam looked back and smiled. They stopped at the first beach at the start of the Hamptons and found a nice spot that was still pretty quiet. Angelo carried the picnic hamper down and set it on the blanket, the four of them stripped to their swim wear and went running down to the sea. Adam decided to taunt Angelo and tried running off as Angelo stormed through the water catching him around his waist and hoisted him in the air before dropping him in the sea. Tony and Ethan laughed as they swam watching how brave Adam was trying to be. Adam laughing wiped the salty water from his face as Angelo picked him up again so he was to face with Angelo, Adam protested saying enough and that he would stop taunting him. Angelo released him to his feet and leant forward and kissed him full on. "Ooops" Tony remarked looking at them. Ethan smiled "Now that's hot". Tony sort of smiled "You don't mind?". Ethan put his arm around Tony and kissed his head "No, after all Adam kisses me and you don't mind". Tony looked at Ethan "No, just very jealous though". Ethan laughed "Why didn't you say so" he moved in front of Tony and kissed him as only Ethan knew. Tony shook his head "Holy fuck Ethan you kiss amazingly, now I know what Adam means". Ethan laughed as he head Adam and Angelo approach "You have Angelo to thank for that". Angelo picked Ethan up and looked at Tony "You kissed my boy Tony". Tony looked unsure if Angelo was joking "Sorry didn't mean to Angelo but you kissed mine". Angelo put Ethan down and moved towards Tony "I guess I have to kiss you as well then". Tony laughed and opened his arms "Bring it on" so Angelo did. The four of them waded to shore as they noticed the beach was getting a little busier. Angelo grabbed Ethan's hand and asked if he wanted to walk along the beach. Adam and Tony went back to their spot to sunbathe. Ethan felt strange but very real walking along a public beach holding hands with another guy, he was loving the gentle surf lapping at his ankles. All of a sudden he had a feeling of deja vous and his dreams came back to him in a flash, he chuckled wondering if he had predicted the future as the similarities were uncanny. Angelo looked at him "What are you giggling about?". "Nothing really, just how much of a good time I am having with you and the others" he replied. Angelo smiled "Ready to walk back?". "I think so, getting hungry" Ethan said as he turned on the spot. Angelo pulled Ethan towards him and looked him in the eye, he leaned forward and kissed him. Ethan placed his hands around Angelo's waist and happily kissed him back for several moments, the final piece of the dream had shown its hand. A young couple coming out of the sea walked within a few meters of where they stood, she turned and called them a beautiful couple before turning to her husband and kissing him. Angelo was oblivious to them but Ethan looked over and smiled at them before they continued their walk back down the beach to join Adam and Tony who were preparing the food Angelo brought. Ethan laid back in the lap of Angelo thinking the day could not be any more perfect, Adam ever the restless one held his hand out to Ethan to come for a swim leaving Angelo and Tony sunning themselves. Tony sat up and looked at Angelo "You really like him don't you?". Angelo looked surprised by his comment "Why would you think that?". "The way you look at him" Tony responded thinking he should have kept quiet. Angelo looked at Ethan in the sea with Adam "More than I wanted to". "Does he know?" Tony asked pouring Angelo a lemonade. Angelo took the cup of lemonade "I don't know, sometimes the way he looks at me I think he does". "You know he talks about you all the time now" Tony laid back down. Angelo looked at Tony "I don't think he understands how much I love him". Tony sat bolt upright "Did you mean that?". "Mean what?" Angelo looked confused. "You just said how much you love him" Tony replied looking at him. Angelo turned to look at Ethan "I trust you won't say anything Tony?". "No I will keep it between us, but... oh, nothing" Tony watched Ethan. Angelo looked at Tony "Come on you can be open with me Tony". "You probably don't need advice from me" Tony ran his hands through the sand. Angelo laughed "Give me your advice and let me see". "Don't let it eat you up or regret not saying anything to Ethan how you feel" Tony told him. Angelo sighed "I don't think he is at a relationship stage in his life". Tony stood up and held his hand out to Angelo "Come on lets swim". Angelo stood "Okay". "Angelo you might be surprised, Ethan is no wild child and he is loves being with you" Tony looked him in the eye. Angelo put his arm around Tony "I don't want to rush him, he has to be certain it is what he wants". Tony stopped "Ethan told Adam about a dream he has nearly every night involving you". "Seriously?" Angelo looked a little taken back. Tony laughed "Yes, funny enough it involved you and him on a beach and a kiss". Angelo smiled and walked down to the sea with Tony, Adam and Ethan were fooling around splashing as they say the other two approaching and decided to turn and splash them. Ethan putting a brave face on started stepping back as Angelo lunged forward and grabbed him lifting him up and kissing him. "Not so brave now are you" Angelo laughed as Ethan still tried to splash him. Ethan struggling called to Adam "I need reinforcement Adam". Adam waded over "Not a chance Ethan" laughing as he moved away with Tony. Angelo held Ethan up in a bearhug refusing to let him go until he finally gave up and kissed him. Angelo still held Ethan and started walking back to shore, Ethan rested his head against Angelo's shoulder and neck, his arms holding firmly around Angelo's neck. "I've had one of the best days ever" Ethan muttered as they reached the shore. Angelo put Ethan down "You brought so much happiness back in to my life Ethan". Ethan grabbed Angelo's hand as they walked to join Tony and Adam who were starting to pack away. Angelo invited Adam and Tony for dinner as they piled in to the car for the trip back to Larchmont.

The anonymous cock in my arse pulls out and I feel a gush of cum follow it, running down my arse crack. I feel for my hole, it feels wide open and semen is dripping out. I collect some on my fingers and taste it, it's a devine taste of cum and my arse juices. A thought flits through my head, I don't know his status and he filled my hole with his seed, then I think but I know I've taken two HVL loads this evening, it hardly matters if he's poz! Devon is still lying next to me. ‘My mate wants a piece of your arse he tells me, ‘his cock is quite special though…’ Mate of Devon's? ‘Is he Poz?’ I ask. ‘Oh yeah, very’ Devon replies, ‘but the special bit is that his cock has a few piercings. I'm sure you could take them, but they can be too much for some guys….’ Shit, I think, if he's asking me first it must be special. I wonder what the piercings might do to my already abraded hole, and he's sure to dump another ‘very poz’ load of semen inside my body. But I've always enjoyed a bit of pain, and I feel totally out-of-it at the moment with the poppers, adrenaline, and the intensity of what I'm doing. ‘Yeah, mate’ I hear myself whisper, ‘I'll do anything tonight.’ I feel Devon’s mouth cover mine and we kiss. I reach for his wondrous cock and find it hard, I think that I need to have him again later. There's a guy the other side of me, he's been running his hands over my chest, squeezing my nipples, working my cock that is still so hard it feels almost ready to split! He is feeling between my arse cheeks, seeking out my hole. ‘This is Shaun’ Devon tells me, ‘My mate..’ I sit up and reach for Shaun’s cock. Devon’s monster may have made me gasp but Shaun’s almost made me run! His cock was equally as long as Devon’s, and it was thick and veiny. But the metalwork that i encountered was something else! I expected a PA, maybe a ring or a barbell. I could feel that Shaun was circumcised, and I felt three thick bars passing through his cock head, each with a polished ball on each end. These were at different angles, creating a star of stainless steel - I could only guess what this would feel like travelling in and out of my arse. Then, as I explored further, I found a series of rings through the skin along the underside of his cock. Thick rings, each with a ball in it, fuck knows how they were put in. The first is about an inch down his shaft from his cock head and there must have been eight of them finishing just before his balls. And to add to this he had barbell piercings along the top of the shaft, I counted six or seven, all with balls on each end! My head was spinning, I wondered what this cock would feel like inside me. And I couldn't imagine what those piercings on the top and bottom of his shaft would feel like passing through my sphincter. I almost decided I couldn't do it, the cock itself would be a stretch, but the piercings, what would they do to my hole? But before I could say no Shaun grabbed me and turned me onto my front, my bare feet on the sticky floor. He pushed me down onto the bench, I found myself laying on my stomach with my arse exposed. ‘Get some poppers mate,’ he told me, ‘you know you want to try it!’ I got the little brown bottle under my nose, closed one nostril and breathed. Deep. Long. Four or five breaths in through one nostril, then the same through the other. My heart raced, my head spun, my cock raged, stiff, trapped under me, my blood coursed through me in excitement. Shit, I knew I was going to let him! Shaun’s cock head was resting in the cleft of my arse, I could feel the cold steel bars between my buttocks. I pressed back against him, the poppers starting to work. I could feel my hole start to stretch. Then I felt his fingers starting to work the bars that cross his cock head through my muscle. One was inside me, then two, then the third. I realised they were so long that they seemed to trap just inside my inner hole, before his engorged bulbus cock head burst through into me. It wasn't really painful as I had been stretched so much earlier, and the three loads of cum were lubing my passage, but it was a weird feeling of the cold steel and the hot meat forcing my muscle to widen as they enter. And, I thought, the hot meat inside my body was a very poz cock. He then started to press more of his cock into me. First I felt the star of steel pushing, pressing, working through my rectum. Hard smooth bars, round steel balls, opening me up so differently than the cocks that went before. I know there are no pain receptors in the rectum, so if it feels uncomfortable what the fuck is that thing doing inside me? But then the first of the rings underneath his cock starts pressing through my sphincter. His thick cock shaft is stretching my muscle to capacity anyway, so this new intrusion stretches my ring, pulls it inward, before the steel ring drags past the muscle, through into my arse. But before the ring is fully in one of the barbell piercings on the top of his cock starts forcing my hole open, reaming past my stretched hole which is forced to open to allow it's passage. And then the next ring piercing scrapes through into me. And so it continues, one at a time the piercings would pull, stretch skin and muscle, force muscle against its will and then pop through. One by one, top then bottom. All of these sensations are driving me wild, and this is just him entering my arse. Slowly his cock head reams its path through my guts - he is taller than me and his cock is smashed against my prostate, the rings rubbing against the sensitive gland. My arse started to feel full again, familiar feelings, Shaun’s cock is filling me to capacity. He reaches the end, I knew that the steel piercings of his cock head were now pressing against the rear of my rectal void, I wondered if it could push through into my intestines the way Devon’s cock head had, but before I could try to move to allow it Shaun began to withdraw. As his shaft moved through my hole all of his shaft piercings pulled out through my sphincters again. I groaned at this sensation, he pulled outside more quickly than he had entered making the feelings more intense. But then, before I could process this, he was pushing back in again! My hole was pummelled, my prostate pounded as he started to fuck in and out of me, the fucking quickly created sensations that were so extreme, they were painful but so erotic. As I snorted more poppers I felt my arse muscles start to spasm. My body was unable to control the stretching being imposed by Shaun's cock and my muscles were struggling to adjust. This, along with the continual massage that my prostate was receiving, rapidly took me toward another orgasm But the anal stimulation being caused by Shaun's fucking prevented me reaching the point of release, thiis was such an intense feeling. My balls were boiling and I wanted to cum so badly but could only concentrate on Shaun's murderous cock head doing its worst inside my rectum, his piercings sawing in and out through my tortured hole, and my muscles trying but failing to clench his thick cock shaft. I tried to reach my cock to wank it but Shaun took hold of my hand and twisted my arm behind my back. His other hand was on my shoulder pinning me to the bench. ‘Just enjoy the fuck, bitch’ he snarled, ‘you don't cum til I let you.’ My cock was trapped, rubbing between my stomach and the edge of the bench, but the rubbing wasn't enough to make me cum. His fucking was now faster, one second my colon felt so full with his cock head bars ramming into my arse wall, then I was empty and my hole felt like it was being turned inside out. His cock was running the full depth of my arse, his shaft piercings being wrenched in and out of my hole, again and again, my prostate being mashed by his meaty pierced shaft. He drove in and out of me, faster, deeper, shagging my hole, grating my ring. Then he reared up, both hands on my buttocks pulling himself higher, his cock driving deeper into me. I felt the familiar feeling deep inside as his cock head hit the same point that Devon had, but the bars through Shaun’s glans made the passage around into my colon more difficult. The deep intrusion hurt, but when I tried to pull against it this caused his cock to travel even deeper. Then the out stroke pulled the metalwork back out, through my colon, the shaft piercings dragging my sphincter out, the rings under his shaft dragging, one at a time, past my prostate. He fucked into my inner opening again and again. Finally I started to cum, but this made my arse clench against the tortuous cock, doubling the sensations that his piercings were producing, causing me to cry out in ecstasy and pain. I tried to stop my arse clenching but that made it worse. He kept fucking, I kept cumming, an intense orgasm that just seemed to open the passage from my balls, cum pouring out of my cock as my arse tried to clench onto his. My cum seemed to last an eternity, and throughout the unrelenting fucking continued. ‘I'm gonna breed you!’ he finally cried, ramming deep into me again. In my head I saw his thick toxic semen spraying into my hole, I imagined the pressure building behind the star of steel before forcing past as a jet of poison, spraying against the soft, mashed and abraded tissues of my intestines. He rammed deep, four, five, six, more, until he eventually collapsed, falling forward onto my back. Spent. I hoped he'd not caused any damage inside my arse, but then thought about the massive load of ‘very poz’ cum that he had just deposited. I'm definitely damaged I thought to myself. He slowly extracted his cock from my arse. He had softened but was still long and thick, I felt every lump and bulge as they left my hole. Once he was out I moved round and leant over to worship his weapon, taking his cock into my mouth, managing to get the pierced head and part of his shaft past my teeth. As I leant over I felt another pair of legs move up to my arse and a long cock slid up my back. Looking behind me I recognised the shape as being Devon. I shook my head but his fingers were in my hole. I stood up. ‘No more, mate’ I tell him, leaning back to kiss him. ‘I'm fucked.’ ‘Come with me’ he replies. Taking my hand he leads me from the darkroom, along the corridor into one of the private booths. On the bench is Bobby, lying on his back, his cock hard in his hand. He looks worse in the light of the booth, his cheeks are sunken, his stomach distended, lesions on his arms, legs, stomach. But his cock is hard as he slowly slides the foreskin back and forth over the head, precum glistening as it drips onto his bony fist. ‘Do you think you could take us both?’ asked Devon. The idea scared me, I'd never been DPd before. Bobby isn't massive, but Devon is. AIDS cock and high viral POZ cock inside me together? Devon hands me my poppers. ‘Have a few breaths of this before you decide…’

Jake slowly started working his boy cunt with his fingers, and gradually his hole opened up. Given how powerful the situation was, I felt that some t was needed and helpful, and Jake agreed. The pipe was loaded, I held the torch to it, and got a nice lung full. As a side note, t gives me t dick from hell, but Jake gets rock hard from the stuff, which works fine for me. Then we passed the pipe to Derek and instructed him on how to use it. " Wait until the bowl is sort of smokey, then start to inhale with your mouth slow and steady." we informed him. It was almost like you could see the tingles go up his spine. We gave him 3 good hits. That opened him up nicely, along with the poppers we had provided. Jake plowed his boy cunt until he nutted hard, then stood back and allowed Mark to nut and dump his baby batter in him as well. I just stood back and watched, hard as a rock despite the T and finally sunk my cock into my nephew and all the baby batter he held. I plowed his cunt for a good few minutes, then we decided to move it to my truck. We went upstairs and then out with all of us dressed. Derek was bent over the passenger seat of my truck and I bred him nice and deep. Then Jake jumped back in, hard as a rock and wanted to breed him again. "You love that toxic baby batter don't ya boy?" Jake asked rhetorically.... Derek just nodded, the t and the cock in his boy cunt just told him to go with it. Little did he know that he was slowly becomming a poz cunt boy who served at our pleasure. Slowly but surely he would change. ( Sorry guys, I really am in the deep south and heading back home tomorrow. Thats all I had time to write tonight after spending the last 3 hours in a speakeasy ( illegal bar... yes they do exist in 2018...) More to cum...

Cheers! By the time I returned upstairs, everything had changed. It was like I’d walked into a completely different club. The music was no longer anything I could identify, having been replaced by a heavy thumping beat, and I noticed that the DJ from earlier was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a topless skinhead white guy who was clearly having the time of his life in the booth. The room was darker, and what lights there were were being used more for effect than for illumination, making the room flash red. Somewhere, a smoke machine was hissing, and the room was getting misty. Any pretence of this place not being a sex club had clearly been thrown out the window now. Several people had completely discarded what little outfits they had been wearing, while others were happily letting their cocks get pulled out of whatever they were wearing. A lot of people were still just dancing, but even that had become a lot more physical than what it had been before midnight. I didn’t know where to start. The vibrations of the music shot through my body, and I wanted to throw myself right into the dance floor, just to see what happened. ‘You. Need. Water.’ The voice in my head told me. What little of it was left was apparently trying to use reason to get me to stop doing the things it didn’t want me to. But it wasn’t wrong, my mouth did feel a bit dry, so I made my way to the bar. Apparently 90% of the people in the club had all decided to do the same thing. It was heaving there, with so many rows of people waiting to be served, it was a wonder how the people already at the bar itself would be able to get away once they got their drinks. I stood at the back of the queue, and wondered how long it would be before I actually got served. I felt like the negative voice knew this would happen and caught me in a trap. The night had other plans, though. I had been standing there less than a minute when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around, expecting to see Geo, or one of the four guys I’d already messed about with this evening, but it was another new guy. He was older than any of the others, maybe one of the oldest guys in the building, but holy fuck was he a DILF. A black guy, maybe in his 50s, wearing nothing but a pair of loose boxers. His body was covered in salt-and-pepper hair, and he had dreadlocks tied loosely behind his head. In his hand, he held two bottles of beer, he offered one to me, and nodded over towards a corner of the room. I took the bottle and followed him. For a minute, I had to wonder if I actually had found my way into a different club. I was certain that the place had more seating earlier. Now it was like the chairs and tables had melted away in order to allow the dancefloor to expand. But the guy I followed seemed to know exactly where to go, and led me to a little alcove, that had some stools in it, pressed up against the wall under a wooden shelf that was littered with empty bottles and glasses. He pulled out two stools and perched on one, learning on the shelf. I hopped up onto the other one, vividly aware about how much less casual I looked and felt wandering through a public place in my underwear. We clinked the necks of our bottles together, and took deep swigs. Somewhere inside my head, alarm bells were going off. There could be anything in this bottle! I hadn’t seen it opened, and although it was still cold and tasted like standard cheap beer, I had no way of knowing how long this guy had been holding onto it. In my attempt to not let the guy see how uncomfortable I was, I ended up half emptying the bottle in one go, which was the opposite of what the voice in my head wanted, but it was too late now. I set the bottle down on the side, and thanked him for the drink. “No problem!” He took another sip, and set his drink down. “I was queuing so long that I lost the guy I was buying for, and you looked like you needed some help. It’s your first time in a place like this, I’m guessing?” I asked him how he knew that. “Kid. You’re walking around the place looking as confused and as cute as a deer caught in the headlights. It’s a miracle that you haven’t been hit by the truck yet.” With that, he reached out to my stall and easily dragged me closer to him. “But don’t worry. The truck is still coming.” He hooked one of his thumbs in his underwear and yanked them down. In his loose boxers and in the darkness of the room, I hadn’t really been able to see just how massive his cock was, but when it flopped out at me, swinging like a truncheon, it caught me by such surprise that I almost wanted to run away. That was never an option though, since the guy reached forward to the back of my neck and and pulled me into him. His tongue filled my mouth, and instinctively my hands took hold of his dick and started pumping it. It was so big that both my hands could easily hold it with room to spare. His hands came round me and roughly grabbed my ass, roughly squeezing and pulling at them as we kissed. After a minute, he stopped, and pushed me off him at the shoulders. He was so forceful that I felt like a rag doll, as he pushed me down to my knees so that my head was level with his dick. He was leaking precum, and I didn’t hesitate in taking the head in my mouth to suck it all up. His cock was at least four inches bigger than the biggest I’d ever sucked before, and even that one I hadn’t been able to deepthroat very well. I struggled to handle the beast in my mouth, and the hands that grabbed my head didn’t seem to care that much for my struggles. I gagged and spluttered all over his dick, and drool started pouring down my chin. There was movement behind me, and I felt someone else’s body against my back. He was crouched in the same position as me, so that all our body parts lined up perfectly, and I heard his voice in my ear. “Here, let me show you how it’s done.” I could tell that it was the guy I had met in the toilets earlier, and the guy I was sucking clearly didn’t have any issues letting me slide off his dick, so the new guy could slide straight on, swallowing half of it in one smooth movement while leaning over my shoulder. I was pinned between them, and the older guy only moved one of his hands from my head to the young guys head. The other kept firm hold of me, and held me in place, pulling me down into the nook between his dick and his leg. I inhaled deeply, and smelled the raw scent of his sweat. It was intoxicating, and my dick sprang to attention as the young guys arm wrapped around me and took hold of it through my shorts. I could feel the young guys dick pressing into my butt. It was hard, and not very big, but then I guessed that this current position was as close to topping as a guy like this got, so I guessed it didn’t matter. The diminishing sober part of my brain imagined how this would have looked from a distance. A writhing mass of flesh and limbs grinding together like some weird beast, letting out guttural moans every now and then. The thumping of the music meant that most of the noises were drowned out, but I could still hear the guy moaning as we worked on his dick. My new friend was definitely doing most of the work, but I tried my best to help out, licking at the base of the huge cock, and at the massive black balls that hung heavily underneath. It tasted incredible, like nothing I’d ever had in my mouth before. I could have stayed there lapping at it forever, but the other two seemed to have other plans. The big guy was getting close, and his moans were getting louder and more intense. Suddenly, the guy behind me shifted, moving backwards slightly, and the hand on my head curled its fingers in my hair, yanking me me back and putting my mouth over the head of the dick again, just in time for it to explode like a gun, filling my mouth. It was like a fire hose blasting into my mouth, shooting blast after blast of thick, salty cum. It came so fast that I didn’t even have time to gag, and instantly started swallowing what I could, letting the rest fill my mouth and run over my lips. Even if I thought to count how many shots pumped into my mouth, I’m sure I would have lost count. When it finally finished, his hand left my head, but another took its place, as the guy behind me pulled me back into his shoulder so that he could put his mouth over mine, licking the cum off my chin before kissing me. Our tongues mixed together with the huge load, and his other hand slipped into my shorts, taking hold of my dick. The part of my mind that was disgusted by all this was silent, and it was the hottest thing I had ever experienced. I’m surprised I didn’t blow my own load right there, but I was glad I didn’t. Any nerve I’d built up since swallowing that pill needed me to stay pent up and ready to go, I knew, and I had no intentions of letting this night end so soon. By the time we finally pulled apart, having swallowed every trace of cum we could find on each other, the guy who had given us it had already disappeared.

17. "So... How was your 'date'? asked Rick after Tony got home. "Good! I took him into the bar and after a few beers, and blew my poz cum into his hot cunt." "Woof! I got something to jerk off to again tonight." said Rick with pride. "How did he take it when you told him?" "Well... he freaked out at first, but then shot his load hands-free! And then, when we talked and danced some after, his dick was rock-hard the whole time!" "Fuck! I corrupted you good, stud.!" Rick shook his head as he started playing with his hard nipples through his tight shirt. "I see you like the story!" "Fuck, yeah. Got some of that toxic cum left for me?" "For you? Always," Tony replied with a grin as he stepped closer to his uncle, massaging the latter's cock through his pants. They kissed passionately and then took their shirts off. Rick played with his nephew's silver nipple rings, gently tugging and twisting them as the two continued making out. Tony, of course, continued massaging his Uncle's dick, but after several minutes of tongue-play, Rick broke-off the kiss and kissed his way down his nephew's body until he reached the prize, Tony's crotch. Kissing and tonguing the denim, Rick unbuttoned Tony's jeans, extracted his nephew's big cock from his jockstrap, expertly kissing, licking and sucking on the pierced ten inch cock. Tony directed Rick's activities by taking his head in his hands, and pushing him further down on the cock. Rick skillfully sucked and worshiped his nephew's monster cock and balls, following Tony's lead so eventually Tony's cock was lodged full depth in Rick's throat, leaving Rick to choke, now fully impaled on the big cock. Showing no mercy, and by no means taking it slowly, Tony face-fucked his uncle with abandon, his pleasure being the only consideration. The scene was unbelievably hot. Rick's face was red, wet and sticky with a variety of juices, and the cock in his throat left him feeling as if he was trying to swallow an anaconda. The the vision above Rick made it worthwhile: the young man above him was the consummate pig - handsome, muscular, hung, dangerous and cocky. One hell of a pig! Unbuttoning his fly, Rick extracted his rock hard cock and edged himself for several minutes, without pausing in servicing Tony. Fortunately Rick's services paid off, for after some time of hard and hot skull-fucking, Tony announced "FUCK YEAH! I'M FUCKING CUMMING!" With this announcement Tony withdrew most of his cock from Rick's throat, leaving only about three inches inside and started cumming. And cumming. And cumming. But, as with all good things, eventually the ropes of cum ended, and Tony pulled his uncle up and started making out with him, tasting and swallowing his own highly viral, charged up cum. After that, he dropped to his knees, took his uncle's cock into his mouth, rammed three fingers into his uncle's man cunt, massaging the elder man's prostate. With that, Rick roared and fired his own load into Tony's mouth. Tony stood up and kissed his uncle again, letting him taste his own tainted cum. With that, Tony had realised what a monster they had created. His own cock bounced with that thought. Made you hard? Share your thoughts!☣???

Part 2 I will admit I had made some mistakes as a young teen. Never did anything illegal but felt invincible and cocky. Being closeted and gay did not help. I do not remember specifically when I got HIV but I know I could not tell anyone. Mostly because my support structure would fall apart, everyone believed I was this tough and rough straight dude but if anyone really looked into my past they would notice a distinct lack of girls. For awhile I avoided playing around with even other dudes, took my meds and kept myself healthy. In the meantime I started my own general contractor firm. Early on I was making bank and my inner fuck pig started to come out. It was after visiting some clubs I learned of the poz barebacking community. I was not entirely on board but I felt relieved that there were groups of men I could have sex with and not feel guilty afterward. Then the economy turned and suddenly I had to make cut backs, on staff, on benefits, even for myself. So now I am 2 months into not taking meds and probably at a pretty high viral load, and I am very very horny all the time. I lied to another firm about the size of my work crew and bid higher with the promise I could get these windows put in pretty fast. The money would go a long way to getting me health insurance again. I was nervous to meet the homeowner because I was afraid he would ask too many questions about my excuse for just me doing the work. He seemed a okay with everything I told him. My inner horn dog had me thinking he would pass as a cute bear, pasty white skin, moderately hairy, definitely large flabby ass. The kind I have pounded in the bath houses. and loaded deep with my undetectable loads (most wanted poz so I just told them that is what I was). I had to actively avoid thinking about it to get my work going. Eyes on the prize as it were. It was going fine he seemed chill hanging downstairs while I did work upstairs, it was so hot out and I was distracted by thoughts of that ass of his bouncing on my hard shaft that I kept having to go downstairs to get the right tools. Then something very odd happened, he made a comment about my biohazard tattoo that I have around my belly button. I almost got the sense that he was fishing for a specific answer, that he was not as suburban dad oblivious as he appeared. His laugh was cute and disarming and I forcibly set my mind to getting him out of my head. I was finally finishing up one room and getting ready to start another when I realized I had not seen nor heard him milling about. Maybe he got comfortable enough to leave for lunch. I decided to work on the master bedroom since the sun was not shining in there yet when I noticed the sound of running water. I figured we are all adults and he must know what he was doing. The water stopped and I was just setting down the first window when this perfect specimen of a bear walked out his bathroom door completely nude, wet and completely shocked I was there. It took my entire mental abilities to stop from getting a massive erection. We nervously laughed it off as an honest mistake and then he commented about my biohazard tattoo. I thought for a second maybe he thought I was dangerous from my previous answer so I said the first thing I could think to let him know without saying it that I am more 'lover' than hater. His response to that, his lack of fear standing there naked to a very sweaty fit black man got me realizing maybe he was a bear after all. But I was scrambling on how to proceed. What if he was not, what if he reported me to the guy who hired me, I really needed this job under my belt. I really really needed to be deep in his ass flooding him with my poz seed. What could I do? PART 3 soon

The leather bar was crowded with guys in leather or rubber wearing chaps, long and short ones, jocks, different colors of hanky’s and a couple wearing collars. I was more the shy submissive type, but open for erotic scenes with the right person or atmosphere. I was wearing jeans and a T-Shirt, yet still looked cool since I have a nice body, at 6’2, 210 lbs, with a nice bubble butt and 9 inch package, which was hidden in the jeans. After checking the scene trying not to feel uncomfortable, the bartender said, I would have more fun in a hot outfit, so why not check-out the store in the back; he was nice enough to give me a 50% discount card to entice me to go there. After the last sip of beer, I headed to the shop. It was the usual; kind of small with 2 rows of fetish clothes, toys from the small to XL dildo’s & plugs, masks, blindfolds, magazines, lubricants, restraints and so on. I walked about, checked a few prices and admired one of the largest dildos. The sales clerk was hot looking dressed in black rubber chaps, jock, and rubber tank top. He came over to chat and check out what interested me, asking if I liked big toys with a smile. I said yeah, but probably not this big. You never know if you do not try, and asked if I liked anything else in the store. He noticed I liked what he was wearing and eyed me up and down; I think I can find something that would fit you and your character he said. He stated it would be the perfect outfit for me. He saw my hesitation and nervousness and walked to the door and closed it. Smiled and led me to a row of rubber clothes. He picked the short thigh high chaps with two brown stripes down the sides. He convinced me to try them with a bit of protest. The changing area was in the corner with a 3 sided mirror and no curtain. Standing naked, my totally smooth body and shaved cock, balls, and ass surprised him. I had worked my nipples over the years and they were thick and long protruding about a ½ inch. He said I was full of surprises with a wink. He squirted lotion in his hand and massaged my shoulders, back and chest. This helped me slide a very tight rubber tank which only had a small strip of rubber in the middle chest area up to the collar over my head. He chose one which was one size too small which cut under my chest pushing muscle and fat up making it seem as if I had tits and leaving my hard puffy nipples exposed. To finish this off, he pulled more muscle and fat tissue up making more of my tits hang over the tight black rubber tank top. I was getting horny and felt sexy with my cock leaking precum, which he of course noticed. Again the clerk greased his hands and rubbed my thighs and ass, I moaned as his finger hit my hole. The lotion helped the chaps slide up my thighs and fit very snug and under my butt checks. As I looked into the mirror, I could see my bubble butt more pronounced and my tits hanging nice against the black rubber. I liked how white my tits and ass looked against the black rubber. The clerk added a studded rubber collar around my neck and rubber wrist bands with one an orange stripe and the other with a brown stripe. I looked more than hot, but told him I was uncomfortable with the brown and orange strips, which signaled I was into scat and anything goes. He spoke soft and slowly and told me how hot I was, his hands caressed my ass and I slowly bent over. He mentioned how submissive I had become and told me to stay bent over and wait. I could see him in the mirror as he came back holding a fat butt plug with a rubber tube. He was again surprised that the butt plug went into my ass fairly easy, and I moaned loudly to show my pleasure. He began pumping the ball attached to the tube. Instead of inflating I felt hot liquid being squirted in my hole. The plug stayed in my hole as he led me to a chair and told me to sit in a direct manner. I sat down with the plug going in further. He came back with some boots and a rubber jock also with an orange stripe, and asked if I was having fun. The smile on my face said yes, and I felt tingly, warm and relaxed all over. He said my hole could take more than he thought, and I nodded in agreement. As a final touch he had a little dye kit and proceeded to dab my nipple area making a reddish/brown 1.5 inch wide areola. He said it would last 2-3 days even if wet. From another bag he produced a fake tattoo which said PIG and pasted it on my right ass check as I stood up. He said I would make a hot pig slave and asked if I wanted to smoke some T which he had already gave me in my ass. I nodded and we walked to a little storage room where we smoked, or I should say I did. I wanted to stop, but he kept lighting another pipe. I was feeling relaxed and losing all inhibitions as seconds ticked by. He took out the plug and showed me a rubber latex glove. I smiled and bent over to the sounds of latex stretching over his hand and a plastic bottle squirting lube. He handed me some poppers as I felt his fingers at my hole. Normally it takes time to fist me, but he kept the pressure on and pushed hard as I banged forward against the wall. I was gasping and hitting more poppers as his fist past my sphincter. He said to breathe and take and big popper hit. His fist was going half way out and back in as I started to accept and relax. He said to take a deep popper breath up to five seconds, hold it, a repeat 5 times. He counted the popper hits as my head spun. He yanked his fist out and I yelled as he punched it back in hard making me hit the wall in front of me again. He repeated this and after 5 of these hard thrusts his rhythm slowed as he easily fisted me my loose asshole. I was catching my breath and coming down from the poppers as he stopped and he patted my ass. He said he likes sub guys with hungry holes which I took as a compliment. My hole felt the cool air as it stayed a bit open and we shared a few more T hits. I put on my jock, looked at myself in the mirror. Fixed my hair, and was very pleased with orange and brown stripped rubber outfit, tits sticking out with large fat reddish/dark nipples, and a protruding bubble butt. The clerk said the clothes and poppers are on the house, kissed me and put a handful of lube in my ass and said he wanted to dominate me later, I responded with smile and left. I reentered the bar area, walked straight through the crowd, who defiantly noticed a tall guy wearing a collar, pig tattoo with large man tits & nipples and bubble butt looking for attention. The beer tasted good and the bartender complemented me on my outfit, and said love the tits. The rubber tank top pushed them up nice and I could squeeze a large handful. I walked to the side of the bar, leaning a little forward thrusting my ass out. Guys would walk by, pinch it, and a few complimented me on my outfit and colors telling me to follow them to the darkroom downstairs. The T hits took care of my shyness as hands rubbed my butt. As a few fingers found my well lubed hole, they would hmmm and say niicceee and I parted my legs wider, teasing them, moaning as fingers darted over my ass and into my hole. I was amazed how this outfit attracted so much attention. One guy got close to me, whispered in my ear, tongued it, and slowly stuck his long neck beer bottle in my ass, took it out licked it and said he’d wait for me downstairs. I was feeling great, as I walked shaking my ass to the stairs leading to the darkroom. It was dimly lit with a TV showing porn in the far corner. I could barely see shadows of guys. It smelled musky and I could hear butt slapping and heavy breathing sounds. Few guys were on their knees giving blowjobs and others standing against the walls. I walked about and noticed a bed with plastic covers and a few partitions with guys behind them get blow jobs. In the distance I heard more guys coming down stairs. The room was filling up covering what little light there was. I bumped into a sling hanging from the ceiling. It was dark, but I could just see a bit as my eyes adjusted. I stood by the sling taking off my jock and took a few loud hits of poppers which others could hear as I snorted. I felt a hand then a second and maybe a third on my ass, I moaned signaling that I liked it. Other hands pinched my nipples and pulled them hard while I felt a warm mouth on my cock. I said oh yeah, yeah numerous times, moaning, wiggling my ass, opening my mouth as a tongue hit my tongue. Fingers kept going in and out of my hole, sometimes 1, 2, 3, and 4, roughly stretching my hole in the darkness. I was being kissed hard as I felt pressure against my hole and I took a big loud popper hit which signaled I want more. I spread my legs apart and felt a pop as the unknown fist slid up my asshole. Before I knew it I was being raised up with a fist in my ass and placed in the sling; my legs put into stir-ups. I was still moaning and saying yeah, oh yeah. I could see the silhouettes of guys at my side stroking their cocks and the one fisting me. They could hear me taking more popper hits. My hole was making loud sloppy noises as the fister was turning his hand from side to side, in and out. The slings chains were creaking as I was swaying forward and back being fisted slowly. I heard the sound of a squeezed plastic bottle and felt cool lotion all around my hole. Someone stretched my arms back to the side and fastened them to the sling. The stir-ups were moved wider apart allowing better access to my hole. I was completely tied spread eagle at their mercy. My breathing was heavy as I said, poppers, poppers. I felt a capsule under my nose, and the guy said sniff hard which I did, but he said harder and I felt a stinging sensation in my nostril, then another capsule was in my left nostril which I greedily sniff in my hazed state. This was repeated once more when I heard the guy say that ought to do it as he put the T away. My head was held still as a very wet pooper ball was being inserted in each nostril. My head was spinning, I was in a dark haze, breathing heavy and saying oh yeah numerous times as the fister slowly fisted me asshole. My fat nipples were being pulled hard, and two guys were taking turns fisting me, switching left hand to right hand, from slow to fast from punch fisting to slow fisting. The poppers were hitting me hard and I could feel more pressure every second or third punch and then gasped as two fists were jammed in my hole. My body bucked back and forth, they guys told me to breathe slowly while my ass accepts both fists. They also were calling me a pig, squirting more lube in my ass. My nipples were still being pulled as the sling began to move back and forth very slowly. The double fists slowly moved forward and back, only half way out and back in. Stretching my sphincter more than ever and finally the fisting stopped, and the fists were removed. My hole felt the cool air as it stayed partially open. The sling stopped moving, popper balls were taken out of my nose, and I was being kissed forcefully and a warm mouth was on my cock. I was again moaning as a cock entered my stretched out hole. Someone lit a cigarette or a pipe and I could see a long haired tattooed guy fucking my hole and said he had taken T all day and will piss up my hole. Again I felt the warm and tingling sensation. Tied spread eagle to the sling I could not move as two more guys pissed up my hole giving me more T sending my head spinning The sling chains were making noise; instead of being released the front of the sling was being raised at an angle. A light in the distance was turned on, giving a bit more light. I could see a guy taking a large scoop of Crisco and spreading around and in my hole. It felt cool and nice. A pipe appeared in front of my mouth and my balls were squeezed so I inhaled deep and was told to hold it for 30 seconds. This was repeated 3 or 4 times. The smile returned to my face as capsules filled with T was given to each nostril. I was getting off being told what a pig I was as 2 wet popper balls entered my nose again. I opened my mouth wide trying catch a fresh breath of air, but a rubber ball with a strap was placed in my mouth and strapped around my head. This made sure I inhaled poppers with each breath. I could see the grin by the guy smearing large amounts of Crisco and J-Lube from a bottle on my hole. He was grinning as he was lubing his hands and arms. My butt was angled down so he could push straight and up as the sling swayed upwards. I was flying enjoying his fingers. He was telling me to let loose, relax, let the body take it. He was going deep and the poppers were beyond belief. My hole was opening up as he was so gentle. I did not notice he was all the way to the elbow and a bit further as the sling swayed towards him. Others egged him on to fist the pig which turned me on. Pressure increased, but not as before, but I still gasped as his second fist entered my ass. My breathing was very heavy as new wet popper balls were added to each nostril. These popper balls were thicker and stretched my nostrils. Almost immediately my body was bucking and humping his fists. He took this as a signal to give me more. My tits and nipples were being pulled on harder than ever. Of course the guys around were calling me pig, slut pig, cunt, fucking pig whore. I was being punched fisted with two fists and with each sway of the sling my hole accepted more and more of double fisting and my nipples hurt from the stretching. Eventually, my hole gave up resistance and my hole accepted the double fisting with sloppy sounds with each thrust. The noise from farting air, sloppy lube sounds were turning me on and all I could do was moan and meet each thrust. The sling was moving quickly back and forth, as my hole was being abused. My ass was stretching wider as the motion of the sling forced the double fists further in my ass. The onslaught finally stopped and my hole gaped open. Lighters were used to get a good look. I laid my head back, breathing poppers slowly in and closed my eyes. The long haired tattooed guy came back, fingered my sloppy hole, and inserted his fist easily without resistance and he slid his cock along side is hand. He held his cock in my hole while he pissed in my ass while others watched. The Sales clerk was there who whispered in my ear, that I was incredible. The lights came on and he announced it was 4:00 and the bar is closed. A few guys complained, but all slowly went upstairs. I was still hooked in the sling and closed my eyes and enjoyed being naked spread eagle and feeling cool air on my gaping hole. I found out later the sales clerk said he was my master to the guys upstairs and would have a private after hours party for only kinky dominate guys. In essence he pimped me out for $50 for each person that wanted to party. The guys that stayed went into the shop for supplies and come down the stairs. Six guys entered the lit darkroom wearing black rubber masks totally naked. The lights were dimmed, but I could see pretty well, and they looked hot as hell. The clerk came over to me. He also looked hot in the black rubber mask, and said from now on to call him master and I was his slave, who will do anything he says or he would punish me. I said yes master. He unhooked me from the sling, and helped me up. I was shaky, piss and lube was running out of my ass. I was led over to the bed where larger dildo´s awaited my ass. One was very tall, 20inches and 3 inches wide at the top and quickly went to 4 and then 5 inches. I was told to bend over as more lube was added. The dildo was on the floor as I then kneeled on it accepting the upper 3inch wider part easily. I was given a blind fold and left there for a few minutes. I heard the guys tell me to rock up and down, which I slowly did, but only 1 or inches went in and out. My master told me to hold out my arms. I heard other guys light lighters and snort which I assumed was for some T. Master told me I would be buzzing now as I felt a prick in my arm. The rush hit me quickly. A very strong warm sensation, which made we expel my breath. I felt more relaxed and horny than before. The blindfold came off and I heard my Master say to start filming. Here I was, six guys horned up, wearing black rubber masks and me on a fat dildo. As a final touch wet cotton popper balls were stuffed in my nose. Once the rush hit I was humping the dildo, grunting, trying to slide as much as I could down the dildo. The poppers were making my body buck up and down. A cock was stuffed in my mouth which I sucked noisily, gagging as it hit my throat. My mouth switched from cock to cock, grunting. They called me piggy names and I loved it, all the while the dildo was going deeper which I never noticed. Hands would hold the back of my head and they would gag me and throat fuck me. Two guys were fucking the guys I was sucking from behind, hot cum shot in my mouth and Master said to open my mouth to show the cum while they filmed me swallowing. One guy shot his load in the guys ass, and my Master said to eat the load out of the ass. I was grunting like a pig, as a shit covered cock was placed in front of me. I hesitated to suck it as a flogger from my master hit my backside. My mouth opened and the shit covered cock was pushed in. My lips wrapped around the shaft, it tasted bitter, as I cleaned it thoroughly, licking it clean. A hairy ass appeared which smelled of shit and I could see brown smear in the crack. My tongue was out of my mouth ready as I felt a hand on the back of my head pushing me between the dirty hairy crack. The popper balls in my nose hid the smell as I licked deep into the hole. Shit was on my mouth cheeks and chin as I looked up and closed my eyes as hot piss washed my face and I drank as much as I could to wash down any shit in my mouth. I was kneeling as my legs were pulled up and out in front of me. I screamed as my full weight was now on the dildo forcing my hole wider and I slide 5 inches down the shaft. My butt was stretched 5 inches wide and 15 inches deep. The guys were yelling for me to take it, and additional wet popper balls were added in my nose. I was smiling and wiggling my ass as the last inches went in. It was incredible feeling. I was a bit delirious as my Master laid me back on the bed which has plastic sheets. I laid back and the dildo would ease out a few inches, but a masked guy would slide it back in place. My legs were pushed over my head and spread wide apart. A rope from the ceiling came down to tie my legs over my head keeping my ass exposed which was stretched wide with the fully inserted dildo. My Master told one of the guys to go into the store and get the display dildo which he uses as a door stopper. In the meantime the tattooed guy was squatting over my face. I could see his puckered hole and heard the farting as his hole slowly opened. My mouth was open wide as he eased shit out which landed in the back of my throat. I hesitated to swallow until, master hit me with the flogger, but some still eased from my lips to the side of the bed. Master switched punishments and tied my balls tight with a ball stretcher. My balls were compacted and exposed which he abused until I started swallowing shit directly and quickly. The faster I swallowed the less I tasted. The display dildo has a rounded top which was a good 5inches wide, and widened to 6 and 7 inches and was tall as a table; I do not think it was meant to be used as a dildo. Master pulled the dildo out of my ass. It left a huge gaping hole. He asked if anyone need to piss and 3 guys proceeded to piss in my gaping hole. I was more than high and the T piss just added to it. More lube was added to my hole; my hole gave little resistance to my master piston fisting and double fisting me as a warm up for the display dildo. He held the massive dildo with both hands and placed the dildo at my hole and pushed forward and I pushed out, when I stopped pushing out it went in a few centimeters. Other guys were rubbing my stomach, pulling my nipples; the stretch in my hole was not painful, as I was totally relaxed from T and loose. I would grunt and push out numerous times as my master kept the pressure on. The guys were quiet as my hole stretched wider. I totally relaxed my legs apart as the massive dildo was moved 3 inches forward and back. One of the masked guys took the back end of the dildo while my Master kneeled over me with his balls and cock on my nose. I could see his hole puckering as a fart exited. My tongue licked his asshole as he squeezed out a long thick hard log. My mouth opened wide, and the shit filled it completely. He put more popper balls in my nose and told me to bite it off. I sucked on the warm log and bite it and chewed as fast as possible and swallowed a large amount. My legs were still tied wide and back over my head, the massive dildo was rocking back and forth 3-5inches in and out. My hole was adjusting while guys were filming, petting my cock and balls, petting and licking my nipples. Master said good slave while I swallowed the first part of the log and gently patted my forehead and said good slave as my mouth opened for more shit. The tattooed guy mixed a hard T slam which further sent me to the edge. Master got up, picked some shit off the plastic, put it in my open mouth and inserted the rubber ball gag in my mouth and strapped it around my head. He ordered the guys to untie me and pick me up and make sure the dildo stays in my ass, which was only 6 inches in me, to the sling. He turned the music up, gave me more popper balls, and tied my legs spread apart and hands to the sling. The dildo was crotch height and Master held it there as a big strap-on. He moved his hips back and forward, the sling swayed back and forth, my weight in the sling made it come backwards quickly which Master pushed against sending the dildo further in my hole and the sling rocking forward. I was grunting loud and the guys were yelling to take it. My eyes were large; the rubber gag forced me to breathe through the wet popper balls, with each deep breath I was sent to popper heaven. My hole stretched further as the fucking rhythm was increased. Sloppy noises were coming from my ass as he took it all out and forced it back in. My hole stayed gaped open for each thrust. My hole was being ruined and I was enjoying the perversion of it. The party was soon over as I lay still, tired, in the sling. Guys were leaving; I was untied, and helped to stand up. My master brought a bucket of water and gave me a sponge bath. It felt nice as the warm water washed my body from head to toe. My butt was still gaping since I could feel the sponge dropping in my hole as it passed over it. I walked slowly upstairs to put on my jeans and shirt. The tattooed guy, whose name was Jim, was still there and said he, lived around the corner where I could rest. I agreed and was soon at his apartment and on the bed lying on my stomach, resting my head on the pillow. The T was still making me relax and I enjoyed Jim massaging my shoulders, back, butt and legs. His hand would pass over my hole and I would wiggle my ass and moan. His fingers reached my hole and my butt lifted upwards signaling him to enter my ass. We stayed in bed for the rest of the day massaging my hole. At some point Jim was on his stomach, my face was deep in his crack placing my lips around his asshole, he was moaning, and the more I sucked he knew what I wanted as shit eased out. I kept my face in his crack and ate his entire load. Our lives changed as I am a slave to two dominate perverted masters. They keep my hole stretched which is now has a 3 inch long slit like a pussy and my diet contains daily shit. I look forward to each day offering my ass and mouth for them to use.

Let's just file this one under fiction, okay? 'Cause I'd die if people knew what happened to me. I guess it all started a few weeks ago. I was on a4a and received a message from a hot hung dude. Let's call him Tommy. In my entire life I had never before seen so stunningly gorgeous a man, and his dick was perfection. Then I read his status: poz. Although he was amazingly good looking, I thought about it, and held-off on responding to his message. A couple of days later he messaged me again and asked if I was his type. I didn't want to be rude, so I told him I thought he was hot but I don't play with poz guys. Well, to make a long story short, he made an interesting proposition that was hard to ignore. Or maybe I couldn't ignore it because I was hard? Ehh .. who knows. To make a long story short, he ended up at my place and his dick was starting to enter me. In all honesty I was a little freaked out: a poz dick was about to enter my hole. This was definitely a first. But, I remembered Tommy's assurance that he would only 'shallow fuck' me and this was very safe. His plan was to very slowly work his fat dick into my hole and then very slowly and very gently fuck me with just the tip of his massive cock. He explained to me that it could feel better than being fucked hard and deep because all of the sensations are magnified when the top goes slow. And damn, was he right! Not only was his cock the biggest I had ever had in my ass, he also entered my ass more slowly than any big cock had ever fucked me before. When we started, I honestly thought it would hurt like hell, but he used a massive amount of lube and, true to his word, was very gentle. The problem was that it felt way to good. He didn't need to ask me. I'm sure my moans told him all he needed to hear. "How's that feeling?" he whispered into my ear. All I could do was answer with more moans and gasps. "Okay," he said, "we should probably stop now. I'm glad you enjoyed it." Then, he stopped and withdrew. Almost involuntarily I found myself pleading "Please, put it back in!" He kissed the back of my neck and replied "Gosh, I love fucking your hot bubble butt, but, I'm liking it too much," adding as he rubbed my crack with his cock, "and I'm worry you will like it too much and that I'll turn you into a chaser." I just wanted to get fucked more. II heard about bug chasers before. Those were stupid crazy people. I'm not one of them. "Please just a little more,"I pleaded. Tommy complied, saying "Okay, but I have to go just a little deeper. If I don't, I might pop out; the real difficulty is in the penetration. I have to make sure that I stay in your hole." That kinda made sense, I reasoned. I felt him slide it back in. Oh God! It felt beyond fantastic. My ass was stretching wide, but it didn't burn like most tops make me feel. "Fuck, that's deep!" I shrieked. Tommy assured me that it was only half-way in. "You're taking it well." And the brief painful jabbing sensation I had just felt was immediately replaced by a warm pleasant sensation. His pace was much quicker than the slow shallow strokes with which he had started. Now each stroke was more forceful, and brought me even more intense pleasure. Tommy whispered into my ear, "we should probably stop soon before I lose control. Unless you want a load of poz cum deep inside you." He drove his cock deeper into me as if to emphasize how far he was invading my hole at that point. The rational part of my brain told me that I needed to stop, but, it felt so wonderful. My orgasm was building. And I didn't want the pleasure to stop. All I could do was moan in response. Tommy tried to remind me that I was making a bad decision. "I can tell you're loving this, but, if you don't tell me to stop, I'll blast my poz cum inside your ass. Is that what you really want?" He then picked up his pace as if he knew the answer I couldn't say aloud. Oh my god. Why didn't I say stop? Was it because it felt amazing? Or did I maybe want a poz load in me? Wait, am I a bug chaser? Tommy was pounding me hard and deep now. I felt his balls slap against my taint. The sensations were overwhelming. I couldn't think straight. No, I'm not a bug chaser. But, fuck .. it felt so good! I just wanted him to keep fucking me. That's all. When I heard my voice demand he 'Fuck me', somehow it seemed like someone else had given the order. He paused for a moment. "Oh, you love this big dick inside you huh?" Why was he teasing me now. "Yes, fuck me!" I blurted out. My orgasm was so close. I needed him to continue. I pulled at his legs to show the urgency I felt. He slowly resumed pace and gave me one final warning "this big poz dick is gonna give you AIDS," as his pace picked-up. Oh fuck! Oh fuck! He was assailing my hole. I felt my balls tighten and I could feel his dick grow tight. My hole was being destroyed with each thrust, but I couldn't let it end. I couldn't believe the words that came out of my mouth as I started to jerk my cock, "I don't care! Fuck me! Fuck me!" I was so close to cumming. A voice in the back of my head was telling me "you're becoming a chaser." Or wait, did Tommy say that? I couldn't think clearly. But, all I could say before I came was "shoot your poz cum in me! Give me AIDS!" I felt a his cock twitch and pumping, and even as he did, another voice in the back of my head was telling me 'he's shooting poz cum into your ass'. And I didn't care. In fact, I loved it and blurted out "Yes! Fuck yes!" just as I shot my own load into my stomach. I could still feel Tommy pulsating inside my as as I shot more cum than I ever had in my life. Tommy collapsed beside me. As the seconds passed I came to reality. Holy shit, what I had I done?

This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ************************************************************* I am a so called pretty normal guy... on the outside anyway. I have a good job and I make decent money. On the inside I am a complete sex nut who loves big cocks and bareback fucking. I am in Alberta in Canada and I am looking for like minded people to have sex with and pnp. The best lube is oil based Platinum Wet to start out with. Then after two or three loads of cum have been shot in me I just use sperm to lube the way. After I take the second or third load inside of me I get so turned on I have to fuck until I am to tired to keep going. The bath house here in town is the best place for these sessions. I have gone in there and pretty much fucked for 10 or 12 hours straight. I like it a lot more when I am fucked bare but even if someone wants to play safe and use a condom its ok by me. I get very horny being fucked with a condom knowing that the guy is going to take it off and put it into the garbage can when he is done. I can then empty the condom into my ass. I saved five loads like that one night and put them all into one condom. I put a couple of twists into the condom and pushed it into my loose ass while I pinched off the open end with my fingers. After it was in and turned I clenched my ass ring and slowly pulled it out. The condom came out of me clean and empty. Now I was lubed. The next guy who came to my room just hovered there by the door and watched me. He opened the front of his white towel and let me see his shaved crotch and low hanging balls. He had a very thick cock that looked even bigger being shaved. He commented that not many guys can handle his knob and he didn't want me wasting his time if I thought I couldn't take it. I had been fucked by seven guys so far that night and I had just filled myself up with five loads of cum so I was more than ready for possibly the biggest cock head I have ever seen. He came over to the bed, where I was laying on my stomach, and started touching my well fucked hole. He started off with his ring finger and slowly started pushing it in and out of me. He asked me how many loads I had in me as the cum trickled down my butt crack and ran onto my balls. He kind of scooped and wiped the cum off of my balls and pushed it back into my hole. He growled in his throat and barked at me asking "how many loads?" I told him six or seven and he jumped onto the bed and roughly spread my legs open. His cock rubbed up and down my ass crack and he asked if he could fuck me raw and blow a load inside of me. Of course I responded 'yes' and he leaned into me and pressed his knob against my gushing hole. He spread me like I hadn't been spread for awhile. His knob sort of looked like a horse's knob because it flared out to his foreskin and kept the foreskin peeled back. He worked himself in and I could feel the pressure building. I had been fucked by a couple of well endowed guys that night but this was way bigger. I pulled away a bit and reached back to feel him with my hand. His shaft was as big around as a pop can but looked normal because his swollen purple head was so massive. I reached for my lube and tina and told him to stop playing and use me like the cum craving slut I was. Again he pushed into my ass and slowly slid inside. Just as he got to the widest part of his light bulb sized head he just stopped and held it there. He asked me if I wanted to be bred by his toxic cock and filled with poz cum. He said he had three friends that would like a shot at breeding me as well and that they were waiting for us back in his double room. He told me to take a big snort of meth and get ready. I did a couple of nice sized lines off of my bed side table and then another and then he buried himself in my hole. As the meth hit my brain and his cock bottomed out deep in my juiced ass I felt an amazing rush of tingly pleasure. I was being deep fucked bareback by a guy that just told me he was HIV+ and he wanted to give me the bug. I am not sure if it was the drugs or the huge beautiful prick stretching me to my limits but the thought of him infecting me was making my cock hard. He started slow and firm and he was going all of the way in and then almost all of the way out. Every time his purple swollen knob strained against my abused hole as he pulled out it felt almost like a dog's knot. (Yes, I've fucked-around with dogs!) He picked up the pace and he started to really slam his bare dick into me. His big cock stirred the cum cocktail in my ass and I could feel a cramp start in my colon as the other seven loads were rammed up in my ass. His cock and knob were so thick that there was no where for all of that cum to go except deep into my guts. If the seven loads inside of me are poz as well then I am completely toxic. His prick popped out of me and cum oozed out of my bum and covered both of us in the slippery mixture. He rubbed it into my ass and then buried that amazing knob in me again. He fucked me hard and fast for about ten minutes and I could feel my orgasm coming on as he pinned me to the bed and fucked me. I could feel him swelling up even more inside of me as he blasted my sloppy hole with his wad of hot cum. He slowly pulled his still hard swollen cock out of me and told me to lay still with my ass up in the air. He grabbed one of the used condom and turned it inside out and put one of my socks in it and put it up my gaping ass. He said he was saving the cum inside of me for his friends. He ordered me to stand up and get ready for the walk to his double room in the back by the motorcycle. I stood up , grabbed my lube and my towel and started to go. He opened the door to his room and there were three large hairy men laying on the bed watching a gay porn movie. One guy who looked like a biker gestured to the corner and said get in. I looked over and saw the leather sling hanging there. I walked to it and got in as they handcuffed me to the sling by my hands and feet so I could not get away if I wanted to. The biggest, scariest guy came over and asked me if I was up for some no-holes barred fucking. He said I could stop now with no hard feelings but if I said 'yes', then I was their fuck toy until they were done with me. I hesitated for a second and he slapped me hard across my face with his open hand. “Answer the question bitch” he growled and I said in a shaky voice “Yes I want to be your fuck toy.” I was still flying along on the meth I had snorted earlier and for some strange reason the instant pain and the sound of the slap made my cock start to grow. He squeezed my hardening prick and growled into my ear that I really had no choice in the matter anyway. He explained that they were all HIV+ and they were all going to infect me with their charged up viral loads. They stood around me as I laid there in the sling spread eagled with my dripping asshole open for them. The big hairy biker told me in his menacing voice that they were all going to slam meth and I was too. The big guy reached into the nearby locker and brought out an all ready loaded syringe. The syringe appeared to be over sized for one injection but then I saw them all getting ready at the same time and knew we were going to share it. He slid the needle into the first vein until blood came back into the syringe and carefully gave him his share. As the drug raced through his system he exhaled hard and sat on the edge of the bed while the others took their turns. Biker guy sucked blood from each vein he spiked and mixed it inside the barrel of the syringe with the others. He gave himself a hit and he was shaking with excitement as he slammed it into his arm and I watched his cock jerk to life. From my spot in the sling I could see they were all hard now and precum leaked from their drug induced erections. I knew it was my turn to get fucked up as he wrapped his belt around my bicep until my veins swelled up. They came over and stood around me stroking them selves and took turns fingering my dripping hole. The cum was running down my ass crack and pooling in the sling under my ass. The small mean looking guy took a large tub of Crisco out of the locker and started to dump it onto me. All four of them worked it into my skin and my ass and onto their own swollen cocks. Small guy started to work his fingers up inside of my slippery hole and soon had two and then three in deep. He soon managed four and as I opened up he started to push harder and I felt him getting to the widest part of his hand. He dumped oil onto my ass and held his hand steady and told Biker guy to slam me full of meth. I felt the pin prick as the needle went in and I watched him draw some blood off and slowly push the entire contents into my arm. I watched mesmerized as the blood and meth mixture disappeared in my vein and my whole body became hyper sensitive and the rocket ride of my life started. My ass convulsed around his fingers and he pushed harder as every nerve in my fuck hole went into overdrive. The small guy said my ass was twitching and it was sucking his hand in. He pulled back and made a fist and pressed it against my Crisco lubed hole. I opened up completely as he slipped his fist passed my once tight sphincter and it took my breath away. Then pleasure beyond anything I had ever felt rolled over me as the crystal filled my brain and his fist filled my ass. The rush of the drugs and the feel of his wrist rubbing my anal muscle made me almost convulse as a total body and mind orgasm swept me away for awhile. I must have blacked out for a minute but as I came back I could feel him fisting me almost to his elbow and bottoming out deeper than I thought was possible. He was pulling on his thick uncut rod and as he got close to coming he slid his hand out of me and rammed his wet prick deep into my cum hungry butt hole with one hard motion. He fucked my hole hard and deep for only a couple of minutes before shooting a huge load inside my guts. This signaled the rest of them to fuck me one after another using me like a whore for over an hour and a half. They fucked me raw and the smooth feel of their bare cocks pushed me over the edge time and time again. I think the meth kept them hard because after the small mean guy came he was hard again within fifteen minutes. This was my fantasy that I had been masturbating to since puberty. Being fucked hard by four thick cocked hairy men bareback and having them take turns seeding me with their musky man juice. As the pace sped up I felt one of them tighten up and I felt him squirt inside my hole adding to the cum all ready in there. This seemed to spark the next guy who stepped in between my widely spread ass cheeks and pounded my first two loads deep into my colon. He grunted out that he was coming and he pulled his huge mushroom head out of my well fucked hole and shot his hot load all over my open ass. He sprayed cum all over my balls and my ass was gaping so open that it shot right up inside of me. The guy who fucked me first in my room now scooped up all of the cum on my balls and thighs with his thick hairy fingers and pushed it all into my ass. He rubbed more cum onto his massive cock head and slid it deep into my ass. I felt myself being filled with his hot meth piss and my buzz came on like a freight train. I saw them all standing there with their cocks in their hands waiting to piss in me as well. One of them grabbed the garbage can and put it under my piss and cum filled hole. It was just in time too as my anus opened up and a gush of piss and cum squirted out of me and splashed into the garbage can. The meth in his piss got me stoned all over again and I knew I was going to get pissed on again so I was turned on by the prospect. I took the second piss filling without any trouble and asked for the third guy to go again and fill me up with his piss. By the time he was done peeing in me I felt like I was overfilled and I could feel a cramp building inside of me. I now had two bladders full of hot piss inside of me and my head was spinning from all of the meth that was entering my body. They held up the can again and I sprayed piss out of my ass in a torrent and there was lots of thick white cum mixed up with it. One of the biker type guys left the room for a minute and went to the bathroom to grab a roll of toilet paper. When he got back he stripped the paper off of the cardboard roll and greased it up and slid it into my ass. He then stood back a half a step or so and started to urinate into the tube and filled me again with his hot piss. I enjoyed the feeling of the hot liquid inside of me and the ringing in my ears from the meth high turned me on all over again. The biker guy who slammed the meth into my vein asked me if I was done for the night. I replied that I wanted to be fucked and filled with cum by more guys and would they go and find as many tops as they could and bring them back to me here. He brought out another syringe and slammed me with more crystal. I went up so fast I lost track of where I was for awhile and when I came to the room was filled with men who were fucking me one after another. I saw that the door was open and there was a line up at the door to use my hole. Time kind of ran together for me for awhile as I was fucked and filled with load after load until I was laying in a large puddle of slippery cum slime. The biker guy told me I had at least ten more loads shot into me since they had opened the door to their room. He told me that they had gone to the steam room and started talking about the cum whore in room 406 that was taking on all comers... bareback. A little crystal meth and an insatiable longing to be fucked and filled by as many cocks as possible led to me being bred well and true. I am not sure how many loads I took that night but it must have been around 20 or 25... maybe even more. I lived out my wildest fantasy that night and I am sure I will do it again in the near future. I am going to Amsterdam in the spring so I will be looking to take as many loads as possible in a one week orgy of fisting, bareback fucking and hopefully some good drugs. I have never told anyone about my gay sexual adventures before but when I read the stories posted here on BNskin I just felt a kinship with all of you perverts. I am that pervert and I like the feel of hot cum in my ass. Thanks for reading my story. PS. This is a completely true story with no embellishments added.

So I came off prep 2 months back. I love to top usually, but now I'm all defenceless I love loads of loads in me. I chicken out without chems, but the other day I got high with a mate, then went straight to the sauna with some t. Fuck I had a lot of guys comment that I was too disgusting for them... it all started in private. I'd go in each cabin, search the bin for loads and then use a dipper to get the cum out and injectvit up my hole. I then laced a couple of loads with T. Then I collected about 10 rubbers and got on the fuck platform in the centre of the upstairs bit, where everyone could see. I started to squirt the loads up me in front of everyone who was there or came by. A couple of guys tutted and walked off, another laughed at me with his mate. But... one tattoed slightly chubby 20-something black guy stood at the entrance to a cabin and just watched, stroking himself through a rather stained looking towel. I now had so much cum in me that I could only just about get up and walk over to him without it all dribbling out. I knelt down and sniffed his dick through his towel - it stank of arse, sweat and cum. Fucking great. He let me go past him and go into the cubicle. I was half expecting him to walk off, but he followed me in and shut the door behind him. I whispered in his ear: "I'm neg but I fucking love anon cum". I felt his dick twitch. He had a pipe and we smoked for a bit. He had his phone and was doing something as I smoked - he said he was posting a party ad for a neg chaser - me. He'd put the sauna and the cabin number. I was really buzzing now and then he forced me to take 3 big lungful. Luckily the door didn't have a gap at the top, otherwise we'd have got chucked out as it would've been so obvious that we're partying. He parted his towel to reveal a pierced hard sizeable cock. He got me on my back and fished about in the bin, pulling out a used condom and dribbling the cum all over his cock. My hole farted a little as it involuntarily opened in anticipation l, and then I felt it. The cold metal of his PA on my hole. He just slid in in one go and I felt cum drizzle out a little. Then he started to fuck. The noises were disgusting. I'm sure half the sauna could hear the squelching of my cummy hole as it spattered many men's loads onto his pubes. He started to fuck really hard, and his PA was tearing up my insides - he looked down, felt where his dick went into my hole, then brought his thumb and forefinger up to my mouth. I licked it - that distinct metallic taste: blood. He saw my sleazy reaction and started to assault my hole so fucking hard. He fucked and fucked me. I started to come down a little and began to worry about what I was doing - I think he sensed this as he pulled out, and seconds later I felt his fingers push in a few shards of t. The burning turned to pleasure again and he rammed his whole cock in. I realised he was bleeding too and he lent forward and said he didn't know his status, then he growled as he came in my hole. I could feel it pulsing in. Heaven!. He stayed there for a few minutes whispering in my ear what a filthy whore I am. Then there was a knock at the door. "This will be my toxic mate - said he was on his way about an hour ago after I posted what you were doing on the ad". I couldn't help but get hard thinking about what was about to happen... To be continued...

Part I Meeting the Star I first saw him, on the security feed, when I was providing "financial services" for a local dealer. He was about 6'1 and 200lb of sculpted muscle along with turquoise eyes and buzzed brown hair. As he approached I saw he was wearing a blue jersey with the #1 on it, a jacket that said KINGS Volleyball, and a pair of jeans. With every step he took closer to the door, the harder my dick became. The finally, I heard a knock. Hunter, the dealer I was working for, went to the door and opened it, "Yo, Parker how is going. Whatcha need?" So Parker was his name...lustful thoughts filled my head as I wondered what Parker's pussy would be like. As the Adonis on the screen stepped into the light, my semi rigid cock raised to full mast, The kid was drop dead gorgeous and apparently a jock too given what he was wearing. The faint outline of the jeans indicated a tight but round ass probably from being on the volleyball team. "Just the usual" replied Parker. Hunter went to his desk and opened his drawer withdrawing a ziplock bag with some weed in it. Looking a the volleyball jock, I saw his eyes examine the other stock available. Perhaps he has used some more heavy duty shit and with this a fantasy of a drugged out Parker having his volleyball sculpted ass being ploughed by me entered my brain. Apparently, Hunter saw the same gaze towards the stronger stuff. "Sure? I got some speed or Tina that you got last time for that part." said Hunter "Nah, dude. I got a game tomorrow. I can't be drugged out for that one. Coach told me that a ESPN reporter and a few college scouts are going to be at it." stated Parker. As Parker reached into his jacket pocket, he noticed me. "He cool man?" as Parker motioned his head towards me. "Dude, if he wasn't cool he won't be in here, K" responding to Parker. As volleyball jock withdrew his wallet and started getting out the cash, my glances revealed that he was a senior and was 18 per his drivers license. Parker, fished out the cash and laid it on the table. With that exchange, Hunter threw the baggie to Parker, who agilely grabbed it out of the air. As the baggie was being stuffed in the the back of his jeans, the definition in his arms was not hidden by his high school volleyball jacket, "Thanks, dude" replied Parker "No problem, P. If you need some more or anything else it's all here for you." Hunter said as he gathered the cash. To be continued...

Two weeks ago a couple asked me to join them at a swinger party. They knew I was gay, but they had a girl who wanted to go, so the couple thought it better if we went as two couples. I said "Why not?" and went. I think there were maybe 20 couples at the party. The girl with whom I attended left quickly to go and fuck some guy she had just met, which left me sitting there drinking a beer when, after a while, I was approached by a couple in their 30s. They asked if I was into a threesome. The guy, Sid, he added that wanted to try man-on-man sex and he had heard I was gay. The three of us went into one the bedrooms on the second floor. Since all we were wearing were towels, we quickly stripped naked. I started to suck on Sid while his wife played with my dick. Then Sid asked if I would take it up the ass. "Sure" was my reply, and I lay on my stomach. Then Sid mentioned he had no condoms, and he asked if I would I take him raw. When again I replied "Sure", in he went. He said he would not come inside but after a while he grunted and shot his load, after which the two of them left the bedroom. About then an older woman who had been watching us from the hallway came in. I imagine she was in her late 50s but in great shape, and she explained her husband was fucking some girl in another room and she was bored. We chatted for a minute or so, and then she asked if I would please fuck her. She sucked me and then climbed on top, explaining she wanted my bare dick in her pussy, adding that she wanted me to cum inside. She was a great and active fuck, and not surprisingly it wasn't long before I came in her pussy. She then sucked me clean and left. That was it for me, but it was a great night.

You are quite correct, TIM does not do any testing. Or serosorting. I interviewed with them five years ago, and that last part was the most disconcerting part of the interview. The guy flat out told me this was so. From communicating with others in the biz, I've concluded that if you go into TIM porn, you are either already poz or looking to convert. You are not likely to go in neg and come out neg.

Well this one is boring but hot to me. I’ve been on Grindr and BBRT all day with all flakes and fakes until the last guy to message me. I was at Wegmans shopping when I received a notification of three pics sent. Damn ... sexy mixed dude with a thick 8. I had given up on bottoming earlier so I couldn’t get fucked. He was desperate to bust so he agreed to head. We met at a mall parking lot, and he got out of his car and hopped into mine. Luckily I have extremely dark tint so there’s no seeing in from the outside. I drove the other side of the lot and he pulled down his pants. Even in the dark I could see a nice, thick cut dick and it wasn’t even hard yet! He grabbed the back of my head and choked me with his dick. “Get to work bitch!” ... “Yeah that’s it, work this big dick.” I alternated sucking his dick and licking / sucking his balls. That made him really moan. He started putting a hand down my pants and grabbing my ass ... then he licked a finger and rammed it in my ass. Now that made me moan while his dick was down my throat ... and I dribbled a lot of precum. I went back to sucking his balls as he jerked it ... he was in a rush and didn’t have time ... he gave the warning, I started sucking the first few inches ... and damn he didn’t lie about having a big load. I literally choked on it. But as a trooper, I sucked on his dick for another minute while still holding his load. I’ve noticed guys LOVE feeling their load coating their dick as it get sucked ... he spurted a mini load as a result. “Oh FUCK” he said ? We’ve already agreed to meetup for head and of course, him smashing my ass and flooding me good.

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Yesterday was my second day in Sydney. I arrived at New Years Eve. I was here since just a couple of hours when a young Asian guy wrote me in grindr. According to my experiences Asian guys fuck only wrapped. So I needed double check if he was in bareback. He sweared he was. He had to be eager because he didn’t let me to take a shower at home just at his apartment. He was really close, five minutes on foot. I vwss there, took a shower. He was waiting me on his bed. Lube was also in bed. I sniffed some poppers and began to suck him. His cock was average not too small as legends said. He encouraged me to suck him harder and he gave me a face fuck. I asked him if he wanted me to ride him and he did. So I sat onto his cock and I felt it right. I rode him when he bent me back and pounded me in mission style. While he was fucking me he forced my arms back, and slapped me some times. Although we didn’t agree previously either sm or daddy-son role play but he started it and I really enjoyed it. After that we went to doggie and he was fuckung me for a while. We were opposite the mirror. We both could watch us and the picture that young guy was pounding me made us horny. He was moaning and getting faster and unloaded me. His cumming lasted for three minutes continuously. Later at home I pushed it out, it was a huge amount. Yesterday evening I and my friend who was hosting me here went to Sydney Steam Sauna. It was late night or early morning but there were few guys. It wasn’t my most successful visiting in sauna I was barebacking a guy snd another joined us and fucked me, unfortunately wrapped. I hope I would have bigger luck in next days.

I have a couple of new favorites Franklin Acevedo - he's kind of ugly hot, but damn that cock. He seems to work for Tim Tales mostly. Jack Hunter - hot versatile with a big cock - he takes and gives loads

I was in Open Mind bar in Barcelona, where they had a Milk Party. I was really eager to share my DNA, and it was quite an enjoyable experience. I ended up pumping 2 loads, one in dark area, where no face could be seen but lots of moaning can be heard. I felt a guy's hole was quite loose, and then I stuck my cock into his hole and fuck him. It didn't took me long to cum inside him. I took a break afterwards, thinking if I was able to cum again (challenging). I saw another guy laying on the sling, and looked very eager to take my cock, so I gave it a try. I fucked for like 10-15minutes non-stop. I ended up having to jerk off quite a bit, before shoving my cock back into his tight hole I was about to cum. My milk released into him all at once. A very good night for me!

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The Intern Part 9 It was 9:32 p.m. and Kellen stood naked in front of his mirror. He had spent the better part of the last two hours making sure he was ready for his evening with James Thomas. Despite the borderline abuse he had received in his boss’ office, he kept going back to two moments that made him forgive the physicality: Their first kiss and the way James ran his finger along his naked body, with him eventually gently holding his chin. He felt wanted, desired, something he had never felt with any other sexual partner before. Yeah, James was a little rough with him, but it felt more right than wrong. And here he was, styling his hair for the 9thtime after changing outfits for the 8th. Kellen had no idea what to expect of the evening, but he wanted it, needed it. From the minute he left the Landis Institute it was as if a sexual awakening had occurred and he yearned for more, whatever that meant. Over the next hour Kellen checked and re-checked the estimated time it would take his Lyft to get from his place to DuPont Circle: 14 minutes. So at 10:40 Kellen requested his ride and at just after 10:56 p.m. Kellen stood in front James’ home and waited until it was exactly 11:00 p.m. He debated on whether he should knock or ring the bell and decided on the bell. *Ding - dong* He waited. And waited. And waited. It was now 11:06 p.m. Kellen leaned to his left and tried seeing through the window shades. And although the lights were on, he observed no movement. “Should I ring it again?” he thought. But after considering it for just a moment, he decided against it. Although he didn’t really know too much about James Thomas, he knew he was a man who did things his own way, and not wanting to possibly annoy or bother him, Kellen took a seat on the front steps and waited. Kellen checked his phone. It was 11:12 p.m. He sighed a heavy sigh and thought that maybe this was all too good to be true (a tiny voice in the back of his mind told him this was a good thing; he didn’t need to be here in the first place, especially after being expertly back-handed earlier in the day.) Though it was still hot and slightly humid, Kellen decided he’d walk back to his place and get to know the neighborhood. No sooner than he stood did the front door swing open. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” James barked at the boy. Kellen turned, surprised. “Umm, nowhere, Sir. I was just stretching my legs.” James stood in the door frame, backlit from the foyer lighting wearing only a pair of dark green gym shorts. He was somewhere between wiry and muscly. Every muscle seemed defined, but just so. He had a very light coat of dark hair that tapered down from this chest to a treasure trail. Kellen couldn’t take his eyes of this perfect looking specimen. James observed the effect he was having on Kellen and considered the kid’s answer to his question. “Get up here.” Kellen bounded up the steps and stood directly in front of James, proud of how quick and obedient he had been. James smiled, disarming the kid and went in as if to reward him with a kiss, a kiss the kid so desperately wanted. Kellen was more than pleased and wanted nothing more than to kiss this man in front of him. But instead of kissing him, James leaned into his left ear and at the same time grabbed a handful of the kid’s cock through his pants and squeezed hard and whispered, “If you ever fucking lie to me again, it will be the last thing you ever do.” He squeezed harder. Kellen yelped and tried backing away, but James held tight and continued the menacing whisper, “You’re nothing. You suck dick like a goddamned amateur and then you have the balls to lie to my face all while running up my steps like a fucking retarded puppy. Who. The. Fuck. Do. You. Think. You. Are?” James released the boy and walked into his house, leaving Kellen on the front porch, front door wide open. It was like déjà vu. Kellen felt as if he was reliving his first interaction with James. But although he had felt just and dejected and more worthless than before, he followed James into his house and quietly closed the door behind him. James’ home was nothing like James himself. The inside was bright, warm and welcoming. Hardwood floors colored of deep brown contrasted by bright walls decorated with subtle, yet inviting art. Trying to absorb as much detail as possible. Past the foyer and deeper into the house, Kellen noticed the deep brown of the banister that complimented the stairs that matched the hardwood floors. He took a few steps forward to see where the stairs ended but was brought back to reality. “In here, boy.” Kellen turned to his left and walked into what must have been the living room and quickly became self-conscious. Sitting on the large couch was James, flanked by two other impressive looking men. On the right was a man who looked tall, even when sitting down. Like James, this man was wearing only a pair of shorts. Kellen noticed the brown hair on his arms and legs, not too much, not too little, just right, but his chest and abdomen were completely hairless. Does this dude have an 8-pack, Kellen thought? This man was an Adonis. Where James was lithe, this man was all power and muscle. Kellen looked him over and he could have sworn the Adonis winked at him. On the left was an equally as imposing man, but he was definitely of Latin decent. He was in shorts and tank top, but the only visible hair, other than the shaggy black mop on his head was a neatly trimmed black goatee. While not as solid and built as the Adonis, this Latin God was no slouch and his various tattoos only complimented his physique. The Latin God flicked a torch and brought a long glass pipe, with rounded end up to his sensuous lips and held the flame just below the rounded end of the pipe and gently rolled it back and forth. “This,” James motioning to the Latin God, “is Roland.” Roland released a large plume of white smoke. It seemed quite impossible that such a large cloud was held in a single pair of lungs. “You party, faggot?” Roland asked. James answered for him. “He does. Don’t you, faggot?” Kellen wasn’t sure what to say, but decided it was best to agree with James. “Yes, Sir.” James flashed a smile that made Kellen melt just a little bit more. But despite what he had just said, Kellen had not so much as smoked a cigarette in his entire life. He drank booze, yes, but that was the extent of what he partook in. He’d seen his classmates smoke pot and do lines of coke, but this odd pipe was new to him. “Atta boy. I’m glad we are on the same page,” James said, taking the pipe from Roland, repeating the same motions and producing a cloud as equally as large. “I heard you were late today, boy. Is that true?” the words coming from the Adonis, who had taken the pipe from James and followed suit. Click. Hiss. Inhale. Exhale. With a combination of the three large clouds dissipating in front of him, Kellen considered the question. “Did James tell these guys I was late? What the hell?” he thought to himself, but knew he had to answer, both quickly and truthfully. “Yes, Sir. I was late.” Kellen glanced at James, then at Roland. Both men were staring right back at him. “Come here. Come stand right in front of me. Let me see if what James said was correct.” Kellen took a half-dozen steps forward and stood before the Adonis. Kellen was close enough to him that he was practically between his well-defined legs. He reached forward and ran his hands up the kid’s thighs, over his hands then up the forearms to his slight biceps before he stood up, causing Kellen to step back just a bit. This Adonis was a giant. 6’4” and all muscle, Kellen couldn’t help but inhale deeply. This was a man’s man. The towering figure then held Kellen’s chin with his fingertips. But with James, who was gentle, this man was assertive and firm as he tipped the kid’s head back to make sure their eyes were locked. “Being late is unacceptable,” He stepped closer, running one hand through Kellen’s hair, coming to rest on his shoulder. “But nothing on this earth makes me happier than punishing faggots like you the best way I know how.” Kellen physically shuddered. His touch. His words. His smell. His presence. All this built on the sensations he experienced with James in his office only hours before. But this man, this Man was more than anything Kellen had ever experienced. He knew, then and there, he was heading down a path that would change him forever. “Pipe.” The Adonis demanded. Without looking he extended his hand left, waiting for the pipe to be placed in it. “Open up.” Kellen obliged as the thin, odd pipe was placed to his lips. Inwardly, he began to panic. I can’t be doing this, he said to himself. But yet, the man had a power over him that he was more than happy to submit to, even if that meant ingesting drugs for the first time in his young life. Kellen reached up to hold the pipe but was cut short. “You just stay still, boy. I’ll do most of the work for now. You just do as your told and enjoy it, okay?” Arms to his side, pipe held to his lips, Kellen made eye contact and gave a slight nod. “Good boy. When I say so, you just act like you’re sipping your favorite drink through a new kind of straw,” the Adonis’ voice lowered. “And don’t you fucking dare stop or exhale until I say so.” The kid understood that this man and James were cut from the same cloth, and Roland too, probably. Click. Hiss. Kellen felt the man twist the pipe slightly left, then right. Left, then right. The faintest wisp of smoke began to escape an opening at the rounded end of the pipe. Left, then right. “Go. Slow and easy,” he commanded. Kellen followed this man’s orders as best as he could. He inhaled and inhaled and inhaled until he felt like he was running out of breath. The Adonis studied the boy as he inhaled. He knew he couldn’t push him too hard. Pain and pleasure were inexplicably linked, and no other substance like Tina helped bridge the two in the most perfect way possible. This kid was going to experience the pain, but the pleasure would be his reward. “Stop.” He withdrew the pipe. “Hold it in.” He brought the pipe to his own lips and expertly hit it, exhaling directly in Kellen’s face, which was turning red, eyes slightly bulging. “Exhale, faggot.” Kellen’s plume was nowhere as large as those of the three men he saw before, but he was proud that he was able to follow directions. He looked up at the Man expectantly, but it was Roland who chimed in. “Fucking weak. I hear you can’t even suck dick, and now I see you can’t even hit a pipe. James was right, you’re useless.” Roland stood and removed his tank top, revealing a sculpted body, covered in tattoos, eyes wild. He stepped up to Kellen, and moved behind him, sandwhiching the kid. One hand snaked its way under the front of his shirt and found his left nipple and pinched it. Anticipating some sort of noise from the kid, his left hand covered his mouth, muffling the objection. “Look at him,” Roland said, pinching harder. “You know who that is, right?” Kellen shook his head as best as he could, feeling Roland’s hand release his nipple and move over to the right, repeating the same painful action. James, still on the couch, stood and grabbed Kellen’s right hand, and lifted it toward the Adonis. “Say hello to Montgomery Landis, faggot.” Montgomery met Kellen’s hand with his own and shook his hand. But what started out as a normal handshake, turned into a vice-grip that seemed intent on crushing every bone in his hand. Kellen fell to his knees, hand still being crushed by Montgomery, when it finally clicked. Landis. The Landis Institute. The Adonis before him was THE Montgomery Landis. Both James and Roland laughed as Kellen struggled through the pain, “Argg,” was all the boy could muster before Montgomery finally let go, Twice in one day his hands were the target of intense pain. These Men were definitely cut from the same, sadistic cloth. “Look at me,” Montgomery said. Kellen, left hand massaging the right, looked up and was rewarded with a wad of spit that landed in the crook of his right eye. “Pain and pleasure, faggot,” he squatted down and reached for Kellen’s right hand, “are one in the same.” Even squatting, he towered over Kellen. Although the pain was less than before, it was still very much present as Montgomery gently pulled it forward and kissed the aching palm, kissing down the middle three fingers until he reached the tips. With his lips on the tips, Montgomery looked Kellen in the eye and began to open his mouth and gently sucked and licked them, watching Kellen’s eyes experience the sensation of pain turning to pleasure. There was a slight *clink to Kellen’s right as Montgomery released his hand and all three men made their way back to the couch. “Light up, faggot. You’re going to hit that fucking pipe until you blow a cloud we are all satisfied with." It was James who said this, while tweaking his nipples, wicked grin on display. Kellen fumbled with the lighter due to his aching hand and brought the pipe to his lips as he saw the three men begin to stroke their cocks through the shorts. He was theirs, and he knew it.

pt 1 I'm 34 young and horny as fuck. I get fucked up on drugs and do stupid things. This is the story of one of those nights. I was in Atlanta for a random trip. I went to a club with a friend. While I was at the club, I logged onto BBRT to check out the scene. I found a really sleazy looking guy with lots of tatts all over his body. He was wearing white underwear in his profile pic and sounded like a complete slut. my type 100%. We started chatting it up and he sounded lots of fun. Unfortunately, I never got to meet him but he played a big part in my night. He told me about this sex club in Atlanta that would be lots of fun and where I would be able to take lots of loads. I told him my personal max was 15 and he said if I get Twisted I'd be able to beat that easily. I ditched my friend and grabbed a taxi to the sex joint. I arrived and the parking lot was filled. People were lined up to get in and I was so stoked. When I got in there was a dark hallway that twisted around. Once I actually entered the club I saw dozens of guys walking around the first floor which was set up with a bunch of video booths. I was a little shy at first so I decided to check the place out. I walked upstairs and walked into different rooms with people fucking. The lighting was red and everyone bodies looked hot and I was getting hard. There was a dance floor, mazes, sex racks, slings, the place was 4 floors of sleaze. I found a dude who offered to smoke me out. We went into his room and I sat down and while the dude got his pipe out - I thought to myself "FUCK. what the FUCK am I doing here." He gave me a puff of the tina and I held it in as long as I could. knowing I wanted to be as fucked up as I possibly could. I asked the dude if he could stick some crystals up my butt and he said sure. I turned around and pulled my pants down. He got into his bag of shards and put some on his finger. I pulled my cheeks apart. first, he licked my ass to get it wet and warm. his tongue felt amazing. He licked my ass and held his finger at my opening waiting for his tongue to finish. He inserted his finger and I swear I could feel my ass burn. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling, knowing that I was going to make bad decisions for the rest of the night. Little did I know I would end up staying at the club for almost 2 days taking over 30 known loads. After hitting the pipe a couple more times. 2 more dudes came in the room to smoke. one was a tranny and the other was a really hot druggy. You could tell the kid was from the street - but like i said really hot. great body. i wanted to take his load. while everyone was smoking the dude who's room it was started messing with the tranny - so i asked the kid if he wanted to leave the room. he said yes. we went downstairs to the booths. we went in and i went in for the kill. I started making out with him and grabbed his cock. It was huge. Our bodies were so hot and we were both sweating - probably from all the drugs we just did. I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He said yes, and i already knew he wanted to. I layed down on the seat where dudes are supposed to sit and jack off. My back was on the sticky bench and he came between my legs and spit on his dick. Im normally tight, but he had no trouble entering me. It was probably the drugs and the sweat. he fucked me and only lasted a couple of minutes before he came. he quickly pulled up his pants and left. i layed there for a couple minutes thinking that that did absolutely nothing for me - and that I needed more cum.

Starting the Year Off Right ‘What did you just take?! What the fuck are you doing?! This is stupid!’ The voice in my head kept looping, but it got quieter with each loop, especially once I began interacting with other people. The guy who gave me the pill must have broken a seal on me or something - either that or the stroke of midnight was the que for people to stop caring about talking to each other first. Almost as soon as he had disappeared, there were hands and lips on me, as two different guys suddenly took an interest in me. Someone grabbed me from behind by the hips, pulling me back into him, my ass against his crotch, his rock hard dick pressing against my ass. His hand grabbed my dick through my shorts while the other arm wrapped around my stomach and held me against him, and he began kissing and sucking my neck. I could tell from his arms that he was white, and I could see ginger hair out the corner of my eye, but that was pretty much all the details I could work out about him, as a second person came and dominated my attention. A black guy with a shaved head, wearing a white wife beater and boxer briefs, with tattoos in black ink all over his arms - various pieces of text I didn’t have time to read - stepped forward towards us. No words were said before his mouth closed over mine, and his tongue shoved into my mouth, almost as forcefully as the guy who had slipped me the pill a moment ago. His hands crawled up my chest, pushing my hoodie open and slipping inside, where his fingers took hold of them, pinching them sharply. I gasped as well as I could with his mouth in the way. For a few seconds, the pain allowed the negative voice to retake control, and I tried to pull away, but the arms of the man behind me kept me there, pinned between the two of them, and I soon stopped resisting. I grinded against the cock pressing into my ass, and did my best to give as good as I got to the guy practically fucking my mouth with his tongue. The hand of the white guy that had been holding me against him moved, finding one of my hands, and guiding it to the crotch of the guy in front of me, where I instinctively grabbed the massive, fabric-bound cock there. A shudder went through me when I realised just how big it was, and I felt his lips curl into a smile as we kissed. All the while, he kept twisting and tweaking my nipples which had gone from feeling painful to feeling just as good as the hand playing with my bulge. Between the two of them, they pulled my hoodie completely off me, and it disappeared somewhere into the club, never to be worn by me again. I barely even noticed. I did notice the white guys hand slipping into my shorts though, groping one of my ass cheeks, which were left bare by my jockstrap. I moaned into the other guys mouth as fingers found my hole and probed over it, briefly. Far too briefly. Then the hand was withdrawn, and suddenly, the feeling of the two guys against me disappeared. I had no idea why they were both suddenly ditching me - neither of them seemed annoyed, and the white guy winked at me as he disappeared into the crowd, just as the last guy had. He couldn’t have found something ‘unpleasant’ down there - as rubbish as I was at actually getting laid, I could do the pre-sex clean out like some sort of God of douching. What the hell was going on? My body was hot. Too hot. At first I thought it was being caused by being wedged between two hot guys, but the heat didn’t go away after they left. My heart was thumping in my chest, and I put my fingers to my neck and felt my pulse pounding away. I could feel the music thumping through my body. I realised that the pill I’d swallowed must have been kicking in. As I looked around the room, the lights blurred slightly, and seemed to shine more intensely than I remembered them doing before midnight. My cock ached, stretching against the ridiculously tight jock. Why had I worn a jock? That was stupid, and I decided that I needed to fix the mistake. I made my way to the toilets. They were located downstairs, below the main room of the club, and getting to them was a battle. A grope-y, fondly, suggestive glance-y, very distracting battle, but I made it there in one piece. There were three cubicles, and two people were clearly fucking in the first. A man was pissing with the door open in the second, and I slipped into the third, locking it behind me. Immediately, I dropped my shorts and my jock, pulling them straight over my trainers. My cock sprung out of my jock as I took them off, leaking precum, begging for release. It was a decent enough size - nothing to write home about, and Geo could swallow it without flinching, but less slutty guys found it impressive, at least. The door of the cubicle hit me in the back, and I turned around in horror. Apparently the lock on the door was just for show, and didn’t actually latch into anything. The guy pushing the door open was cute, and young. Younger than me, I guessed. He had a mop of brown hair on his head, and he was slim, but with no hint of muscle or anything like that. He just looked like eating was a foreign concept to him. He wore normal shorts and t-shirt, both of which were probably designed to be tight-fitting, but were practically baggy on him. He seemed genuinely surprised to have found me in the cubicle, but apparently he didn’t have the same problem of youthful nerves that I did. He joined me in the cubicle, turning us around so that my back was against the door, holding it closed, then dropped to his knees. A half-word of protest managed to get out of me - the full sentence would have been an explanation that I was only here to readjust my underwear - before the feeling of his hot mouth around my dick cut me off. He definitely didn’t have any problems with nerves, as he swallowed my dick with almost as little struggle as Geo could. He laid his hands on my thighs, then pushed them upwards. One came up to the base of my dick and balls, his finger and thumb curling around it like a cockring. The other went round to my ass and squeezed my cheeks. With that, he went to work, sucking my dick like a pro. All I could do was curl my fingers into his hair and enjoy the ride. Receiving a blowjob was never the biggest thrill for me. I much preferred giving them - as the sexual act that I had the most practice with, I felt that I was pretty damn good at giving them, too. But this guy had skills that put me to shame. His lips sucked and his tongue curled in fashions that blew my mind. I closed my eyes and tried to visualise just what was going on inside his mouth, but it was like he was some inhuman creature with a tongue that defied belief. That formed a twisted mental image in my head, which only grew more distorted as he kept it up. For a few seconds, I genuinely thought I was going to blow my load right down his throat - it would have been the first time I’d ever been made to cum purely from a blow job. But as quickly as he started, he stopped. I whimpered out a noise of protest, but that just made him laugh as he got back to his feet. He pushed himself against me, and we kissed, with him making damn sure I could taste myself in his mouth before he let us pull away from each other. “Don’t worry, babe.” He said. Even his voice was young - absolutely nothing about the way this kid looked would tell you he could probably suck a bowling ball through a hose pipe. “The night is only just beginning.” With that, he twisted us around again, so that he could open the door, and become the fourth man of the evening to randomly abandon me, though at least he gave a vague explanation, unlike the last two. Only after he left, did I realise that there was still a sensation that I thought he had been causing. I looked down and nearly jumped, as I found a black strap of leather, covered in popper buttons, had been wrapped around the base of my cock and balls, where his fingers and thumbs had been. When the hell had he put that on me? Did he just go around the building, sucking dicks and handing out cockstraps? Where could I find a job like that? I picked up my shorts from the floor and pulled them back on, forcing my dick into them against its will. The bulge was very noticeable, but that wasn’t going to bother me at this point. I didn’t even think to find and save my jockstrap, and left it there abandoned on the toilet floor. When I did remember it later in the evening, it was far too late to try and go back for it, so I just had to hope that whoever found it was very happy about it.

The Intern Part 8 Kellen’s nervousness kicked up 100% when James began leering at him, all while closing the 6-foot gap between them. Instinctively, Kellen took a step back for each step James took forward. Before he knew it, his heels hit the office door. He reached blindly for the door handle behind him and turned to exit as fast as he could. But James was faster. His right hand shot out, covering Kellen’s which had begun to turn the handle. He applied steady pressure to Kellen’s hand, causing the square handle to dig into his palm. Kellen’s eyes widened as he began to actually fear for his safety. James, squeezing harder on the boy’s hand, not only felt him tense up but also the ever so slight beginnings of a struggle. “Mr. Thomas. I should really get going, I…” Kellen was caught off guard as James’ left hand found the boy’s throat. There was not enough pressure to stop him from speaking, but the act of aggression was what silenced Kellen. “Hush, baby boy. Or else,” James squeezed Kellen’s hand harder which caused him to wince while, at the same time, slightly closed his fingers around the kid’s throat. “things will become quite uncomfortable for you. Do you understand?” Kellen, in obvious pain, simply nodded. James released his hand and the kid instinctively began massaging it with the other. With his hand still on his throat, James went in for the kill and gave the boy the most passionate kiss he had ever received. After only a few seconds of his tongue expertly assaulting the boy’s mouth, James noticed that the tenseness had melted away and that the boy’s eyes were closed as he was beginning to enjoy what was being done to him. With his free hand he reached behind the kid and gave his firm ass a hard squeeze causing him to rise up on his toes by just an inch or two. Kellen had never experienced anything like this before in his entire life. In the span of about 10 minutes he went from thinking he had lost his dream internship to fearing for his life to being kissed and groped by his hot boss. His mind was racing. He knew this was wrong and that everything that led up to this veritable stranger’s tongue being shoved down his throat shouldn’t be happening. But the hormones of a 22-year-old Midwestern boy with very limited sexual experience took control after only a few seconds of internal struggle and he began to kiss back. The moments of pain just before were now just a foggy memory as Kellen hands began to feel the taught torso of his boss, running up the sides of his ribcage to his biceps which he began to squeeze and knead like his life depended on it. Feeling the kid give in and reciprocate the kiss, James knew he had him. He released the kid’s throat and Kellen wrapped his arms around James’ back and pulled him in closer. He felt the boy’s cock grow and stiffen which caused his hefty member to respond likewise. James broke the kiss and took a slight half-step backward. Kellen, still lost in the pleasure of the now broken kiss, stepped forward in hopes to continue what his boss started but his effort was thwarted when James roughly shoved him back against the door with his right arm. He shoved him harder than he meant, but he enjoyed the effect. Kellen’s face was filled with disappointment. He wanted more of what James had given him a taste of, but now he was an arm’s length away staring into the eyes of the man who was staring back at him with a devilish hunger he had never seen in any of his partners. And he liked it. James released the boy and returned to his desk. But instead of sitting behind it he grabbed his chair and wheeled it to the far end of the office and sat and faced Kellen. “Strip.” Kellen looked to his left and right, understanding what James meant, but not sure if he should. He heard the dull voices through the door behind him but took in the sight of the man across the room whose dick now strained against his tight pants, snaking down his left inner thigh. Holy fuck, Kellen thought. This guy’s dick was impressive with clothes on. “Strip,” James said once more. But with a more menacing tone this time. Kellen nervously undid his tie and tossed it on the ground and stepped out of his shoes, first the left, then the right and pushed them to the side with his foot. Off came his jacket and as he looked for a place to hang it, James chimed it. “Just throw it on the floor.” Kellen considered this and did as he was told. His hand found his belt clasp and fumbled with it for a moment before he pulled it through the loops with his right hand and tossed it on his jacket. James began to stroke his cock through his pants, spreading his legs wider as the kid across the room began to unbutton his pants. They fell to the ground and James couldn’t help but smile as he ungracefully stepped out of them with the left cuff getting caught on his heel. The kid regained his composure and looked embarrassingly at James as he began to free the buttons at the wrist then at the neck down to the last one just below his belly button. The deep hunger to ravish and corrupt a bottom filled James like never before. Standing before him was a naïve boy who had no idea what he had just gotten himself into. He watched as the kid began to remove his slightly wrinkled button down and tossed it on the pile next to him. The natural lighting in the room made the kid look absolutely stunning. Kellen’s light brown hair and pale, toned body was on fully display with only a pair of navy-blue boxer briefs protecting his nakedness. “Fuck.” Was all James could whisper as he took in the sight of the kid. It was his shyness and inexperience, coupled with his build that put James into overdrive. He was going to have some great fun with the kid over the next 10 weeks, sending him back home to the Midwest as a changed person. Unsure what to do with his hands, Kellen clasped them in front of his growing cock and tried to hide it from the man in front of him. “When I said strip, I meant everything.” Kellen, embarrassed by what he was about to do, turned to face the office door and bent over to remove the last of his clothing, not knowing he was giving his boss a view of what he really wanted. James licked his lips like a hungry wolf as Kellen revealed two milky-white globes of perfection. No hair, no tan, nothing but innocent flesh waiting to be used and abused. Kellen slowly turned, hands unable to fully hide his now stiff cock. Unable to look James in the eye, he kept his gaze downward, willing his boner to subside, hoping that would help the embarrassment. “Hands to your side. Eyes up.” Kellen sheepishly lifted his head to meet the gaze of James, who gave him a slight nod, letting him know he was doing the right thing. That nod was all the coaxing the kid needed and let his arms fall to his side. James was impressed. Not only did the kid have a tight, slim body that he liked in his conquests, but he had very nice 7.5’ uncut piece of meat standing at attention. “From here on out, you will do everything I tell you. And forget what I said earlier about you calling me Sir. Do you understand?” “Yes, Sir.” Was all he said as he did his best to maintain eye contact with his boss, despite his current state of naked horniness. “Good. Now get on your hands and knees and crawl over to me.” As Kellen began to make his way to the man calling the shots across the room, he was surprised that he was even in this situation. It all happened so fast, but it felt right even while feeling so wrong. He had never messed around with someone this good looking before. The three sexual experiences prior to this one were all awkward and unsatisfying. James knew what he was doing, and Kellen was more than willing to oblige in hopes that all the frustratingly painful sexual experiences of the past would more than be made up for here and now. “Good boy,” James said as his conquest now rested on his knees before him. “How many dicks have you sucked?” “Three.” “Three, what?” “Three dicks. I’ve only sucked three.” James was quick, much quicker than moments earlier at the door. Before Kellen could even flinch, James had his right hand up and had back-handed the naked Kellen hard enough to cause him to fall back with a small pin-prick of blood forming on the kid’s bottom lip. Kellen was shocked and again found himself moving backward as James stood and walked toward the retreating kid. “Stop! Now!” Kellen froze thinking his boss was loud enough to alert those outside the door and waited. When he realized no help was coming, he looked up at the now visibly angry James who had both fists clenched. James straddled the kid, one foot placed on the outside of Kellen’s legs, between the knee and hip and glared down at him. If having his hand painfully squeezed around a door handle was scary, Kellen was all out frightened now. He had never been hit before in his life, let alone when he was naked and horny. He knew he had to get out of this office and building as fast as he could. All of this was a mistake and he wished he had trusted his instincts and left when he first felt that something wasn’t right. It took everything he had to not burst into tears right then and there. He was naked and afraid and couldn’t help but notice that James’ dick was still as stiff as ever, aching to break the threads of his pants. “I said from here on out you say Sir! You really are a stupid piece of shit, aren’t you?” James punctuated this by knocking the inside of his right foot against Kellen’s leg, causing the kid to slightly jump back a few inches, which James quickly accommodated for. “I SAID STOP MOVING!” this time brining his left foot against the kids’ leg. Kellen didn’t dare move but hoped and prayed someone heard James’ yell this time, hoping someone would come in and save him, despite his nakedness. As if reading his mind, James bent down to get close to the kid’s face and teased him with his index finger, running it up from his left hip, slowly up his tight torso, circling around his left nipple, up to the side of his neck and finally cradling the kid’s chin in his fingertips. His touch was electric. Once again, the fear melted away and Kellen was aware of nothing else in existence than this man’s touch on his naked body. With his chin being held gently by this man, Kellen once again gave in. He had never been touched or held so gently before. Kellen had no idea what love was, but he imagined that it began with gentle touches. And although he had been shoved and hit just moments earlier, he yearned to be wanted, yearned to be held and with those thoughts, he sat up and looked into James’ eyes. “I’ve sucked three dicks, Sir.” “It’s about to be four.” Kellen, listening like an apt pupil, watched as James unbuckled his belt and let his trouser fall. An audible gasp escaped his lips as James let loose his monster. “We’ve got a lot to do, so get started.” Kellen had never touched or even seen a dick this big. It had to have been at least 9 inches and as thick as a bottle of beer. When he realized he wasn’t going to get any instructions from James, Kellen gave the rigid monster a few strokes with both hands before sticking his tongue out and wrapping his lips around the uncut head. “Atta boy,” James said, approving of the attention he was getting so far. The kid slowly worked his tongue around the head and allowed more of the shaft to enter his mouth. The thickness wasn’t unbearable, but he knew it would be once more of it entered his mouth. “Look up at me.” Kellen lifted his eyes, mouth still full of his boss’ cock and looked up and was relieved to see James smiling. “You’re doing so good, baby boy. But I think you can do better. What do you think?” Kellen slightly nodded while doing everything to convey with his eyes: Yes, Sir, I can do better! James reached down and caressed the kid’s head as he strained to get more dick into his mouth. “It’s big, I know, so I’m going to help you out a bit, okay?” “Emh, Suh,” Kellen said, hoping his ‘Yes, Sir’ was clear enough to not get hit again. “Good boy,” he ran his right hand through Kellen’s hair before grabbing a handful. He saw the surprise in Kellen’s eyes. “Don’t worry, boy. This is just to help me train you. When I pull your head closer to my crotch, you need to relax your throat and swallow, okay?” Kellen slightly nodded. “God, you’re so fucking special, you know that right?” Kellen wanted nothing more than to please this man. Despite everything that had happened, he wanted to make him feel good. He wanted him to want him as much as he did. Kellen swallowed and tried as hard as he could to get James’ monster down his throat, but the thickness was making his jaw sore after just only a few minutes. James saw and felt that Kellen wasn’t quite able to accommodate, so he took the kid’s head in both hands. “You’ve got to learn one way or another. Sorry, not sorry, faggot.” James shuffled a few inches forward, just enough to get Kellen off balance and began to rock his hips back and forth, using the kid’s mouth and throat. Although he wasn’t quite able to get it all down the faggot’s throat, he could easily get off on the struggling sensation coming from Kellen. The kid had never been face-fucked before and his awkward sitting position with James leaning slightly over him didn’t allow him to have any leverage to get comfortable. All he could do was grab on James’ legs and lift himself ever so slightly off the ground to make it has comfortable as possible as the dick began to pick up the pace. With James in control, Kellen was no longer trying to give a decent blow job but was instead doing his best to relax his mouth, throat and jaw to make it as painless as possible. He knew his comfort was the least of his boss’ concern did his best to maintain one position that pleased James. This went on for more than a few minutes. Kellen felt his arm muscles beginning to tired and the inklings of a spasm building. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep this up. He gripped tighter on James’ legs which caused James to tense up and pick up the pace. James loved breaking a boy, and while this was only a taste of what was to come later on in the evening, he would enjoy it for what it was worth. Without giving him a warning, James put both hands on the back of the kid’s head and shoved his cock as deep as it would go and began to shoot volley after volley of seed down the kids throat. Kellen was caught off guard and was always used to guys telling him they were about to cum, but that didn’t happen this time. With all but one or two inches of the beast down his throat, he began to struggle for air as he felt, what seemed like a never-ending orgasm, fill him up. James withdrew only a few inches, still keeping a majority of his cock in the kid but enough to give him some breathing room. “FUCK!” was all James said as his orgasm finally subsided. He withdrew a bit more and saw the kid visibly relax. “Keep swallowing.” Kellen did as he was told until James finally totally withdrew and the was never more appreciative of oxygen until then. “That was a bad blow job at best, faggot. You’ve got a lot to learn.” James gave Kellen a few light slaps and just to make sure the kid was dejected even more, he continued, “Your oral ‘skills’ are shit, don’t think that you got me off. I got myself off, understand?” “Yes, Sir.” He said, sounding like someone had just taken his favorite toy. James pulled up his pants and stuffed his softening dick back into his pants while Kellen just sat and watched. Giving himself a once-over using his reflection from his window, he reached into his wallet and produced a card and flicked it toward a still naked and motionless Kellen. “That has my address. Be there 11 p.m. Sharp. If you’re even a minute late, don’t bother ringing the bell and don’t bother coming into work tomorrow.” Noticing that James was about to open the door, Kellen scrambled to his left to hide from anyone who might see. James left the kid without a look or another word. Knowing he would see him later that evening, he sent a text to his dealer: “The usual. My place, 10 p.m.”

In my humble experience, large capable cocks are great, but how about the rest of the man? Black guys, especially the younger leaner guys, have so much more to offer. Their skin is so smooth. I also love looking into those big bottomless eyes. I love big soft lips on anyone, but black guys really make me crazy. Their shoulders are wide and strong, making that sexy V down to a small sexy waist. Their muscular bubble butts, I could spend all day just licking and squeezing my way to that delicious hole. Of course, there are the big loads of tasty cum that I will take anywhere on my body, shot out of a magnificent, regardless of size, black cock. Unfortunately, I live in an area that is virtually devoid of these sex gods. I still have my memories, that are hot enough to last a lifetime...

If you're super tight, it's probably not going to happen right off the bat, unless you have phenomenal muscle control. (I find that's usually only guys that bottom often and thus, aren't too tight.) Be horny. Very, very horny. Nothing will make it fit faster than being so horny you can't see straight. You can make your hole take it if you want it badly enough. Lube. use lots of it. Coat their cocks in it and make sure you slide a bit up inside you too. If you're a poppers guy, take a bit hit or two. Logistically, if there is one with a bigger dick or curves up, lay him down and straddle him. Get him inside you and ride a bit before letting the other guy enter you from behind, above the first guy's dick. Once you get them both inside you, your first reaction will be that it's too big. It's not. Let them stay there and relax your hole before bearing down on them and telling them to fuck you hard! Once they get the rhythm, you'll be in heaven and you'll wonder why you never did it before.

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

Paybacks a Bitch (so is my Brother) Part 4 Tyson could only moan with Rod’s cock stuffed in his mouth as I dumped another load on toxic cum inside his ass. I could see Rod grab my brother’s skull between his two hands as he let the new cock sucker, “Time for you to learn that a real man’s cock belongs in a cock suckers throat.” I felt Tyson’s body convulsing and heard a “Oompha” from him and knew that Rod’s cock was inching its way into my brother’s throat as he was being taught the proper way to suck cock. Rod continued to mental challenge Tyson, “That’s it jock boy, suck that cock. Use for throat of yours and make me feel good.” With Rod’s ass right in front of my face I could tell he was slowly working his 9” in and out of Tyson’s throat while providing instruction as he pulled out, “Breath I through your nose before you suck my cock into your throat again.” I continued to work my poz load deeper into my brother’s as I knew something that would help get Rod to cum down Tyson’s throat. I wanted him to know what cum tasted like as he was going to be consuming it frequently over the next two weeks. I leaned in and began to eat Rod’s ass. His moans told me I was thing it right, his comment told me he wanted more, “Fuck yeah Steph, eat my ass. Fuck jock boy, your bro’s going to mage me cum soon. You better be ready to eat some sperm cause I’m going to be feeding you real soon.” I kept my tongue I Rod’s ass as he kept fucking my brother's mouth and throat. I could feel his ass start to clench as ha was getting closer to fling Tyson’s mouth with a load of his own dirty cum. I figured a few more thrusts and Tyson would have those baby makers shot into his tongue. Rod showed a kind streak he rarely shows a but he's skull fucking, “Jock boy better me ready to swallow my sperm cause I’m about to fill your mouth with enough sperm to choke a horse.” I knew Rod always shot huge loads, I’m usually able to keep up but wondered how my bro was going to handle the cum he was about to receive. This action also had be ready to deliver another load before I’d turn his ass over for Rod to breed. Rod was ready to give Tyson his first taste of creamy sperm as I felt his ass spam and he moaned if, “Oh yeah jock boy, taste that dirty sperm. I’m know you’ll enjoy the taste and it’ll go better when I breed your jock boy ass. Just savor the taste. I think you should use my sperm as tooth paste and brush your teeth with it.” With Tyson’s head still I Rod’s hands he finished filling up his mouth as a little dribbled of the corners if his lips and which Rod licked up as I finished filling Tyson’s ass one more time before I was ready to pull out. I was able to grab the toothbrush Rod asked me to have on hand. Rod took the toothbrush from me and as he told Tyson to hold his sperm he inserted the toothbrush into Tyson’s mouth and began to vigorously brush Tyson’s teeth. I knew the objective was to use the toothbrush to massage the virus present on Rod’s jiz into Tyson's gums. Paybacks a Bitch (so is my Brother) Part 4 Not giving Tyson anytime to think I pulled my cock out of his well fucked ass while Rod gave the jock a another slam. It was Rod's turn to fuck Tyson while Steph prepared for his friends to arrive. Rod maneuvered the former straight not onto his hands and knees before mounting his ass. Tyson was in for a brutal fucking. Rod as known for hammering away with his 9 thick cock and this was not going to be any exception. Rod slammed all 9” into Tyson’s hole as my brother yelled out in pain. He quickly grew accustomed to the intrusion as the rush took over Tyson’s mind and body. With the Tina rushing through Tyson’s system he’d be able to handle Rod's pounding. While I got the house ready for the weekends ‘festivities’ Tyson began to moan as Rod pounded away. Rod fucked my brother's body and mind as he continued the verbal assault on Tyson’s sexuality, “Oh yeah, jock boy’s ass is better than his throat. You liking the dirt loads I’m during into your ass?” Tyson was trying to process what he was hearing. He had no clue of the true meaning of what Rod was asking him, he could only moan back. Rod continued, “Jock boy is going to make a good cum dump for our friends. Just wait until we pimp your neg ass out. You’re going to be so popular once the word is out that a fresh, new, young piece of ass is open for breeding.” I was assembling the portable sling he brought over woke Rod was taking his turn breeding my brother. Steph had to pause the assembling of the sling when he heard Rod say, “Is Jock boy ready for my gift?” Tyson was barely able to answer, still moaning when Rod slapped Tyson across his face and asked again, “Is jock boy ready for my gift? I want to hear you ask for my gift.” In his dog fueled brain Tyson answered the only way he knew how, “Give me your gift.” I knew Tyson had no clue what he was really asking for or what he was really getting when Rod’s pace quickened. I knew Rod well enough to know he was fling my brother with good poz cum. As Rod continued to fuck my brother working his freshly added load to the ones I had deposited earlier I went back to assembling the sling. My friends would be arriving soon. Rod had enough time to give Tyson at least once more load. Sure enough Rod deposited his second load as my friends started to arrive. This gave us the time to move my (still) drugged up little brother over to the sling. Several of my friends easily picked him up and carried him over to the sling where he was quickly restrained. I leaned in and kissed Tyson forcing my tongue down his throat just before I told him, “Bro, when this weekend of over, your ass is going to be bleeding com.” I then have my little bro another slam and proclaimed, “The neg, straight, jock boy is open for breeding.

I'm still in this hazy, blissful state after having been fucked out of my mind by a bbc last night. This black bull came over and got me high on weed and poppers before destroying my hole with his his 9+ inches. We started doggie before he fucked me in a number of positions with me flat on my stomach. The whole time he was feeding me poppers, forcing me to take hit after hit, until I was moaning and babbling how much I loved his cock and that he was a god and to please fuck me. Then he made me get into missionary, which let him get even deeper. It actually hit something painful at that point and I didn't think I could take him deeper, but like the black bull he was, he forced the poppers under my nose and told me to push that pussy out until he had bottomed out completely in my loose, open cunt. He figured out that I wanted to be his sub bitch at that point - started slapping my face hard and choking me. Loved it. Then I rode his cock to show him just how much I was a whore for him. No idea how many times he came, but my hole was a completely sopping mess at the end. One of the best experiences of my life.

my fave is and always be Sean Storm

Part 7 - The Doctor Will See You Now Jake woke as the bright sunshine caressed his face causing a bead of sweat to trickle down his face. He lay eyes wide open recalling the conversation last night for a good fifteen minutes. Fabian was spooning up against him, he became aware that Jake was awake through his stirring. "Morning Jake." "Morning Fabian." Fabian kissed the back of his neck and Jake cuddled up closer to him. A tear ran down Jake's face, he quickly wiped it away but wasn't sure why he was so emotional, his mind finally made up. He turned to face Fabian and kissed him. "You can leave after breakfast if you wish." "Fabian, you ask for a lot but what I get in return and what I loose are indescribable." Marco knocked at the door and entered with a tray of juice, coffee and fresh fruit. He put the tray down on the bed and looked at Jake, seeing a slightly confused person laying there he knew it hadn't gone well. Fabian thanked Marco and shook his head at him quickly. Marco's smile faded he glanced at Jake and left the room, he knew he would need to get Jake's clothes ready for his departure. This didn't go unnoticed by Jake and he felt bad seeing the smile drop from his face. Feeling refreshed Jake hopped out of bed and over to the balcony he could hear splashing in the pool. As he looked out across the garden down to the pool he saw Marco swimming lengths. Fabian came up behind him and put his hand on his shoulder, Jake was watching Marco and contemplated the scene of Marco's body as he got out the pool and dried himself, he had never fancied anyone quite like him, even though there was an 8 year age gap. His conflicted emotions were beginning to fade, he finally turned to Fabian. "Fabian, I want to join your family, but the getting pozzed is worrying me." "Jake, it is not going to happen right now." "But I don't understand I thought that is what you wanted?" "You will join the family but it could take a week or several months." "I errr... can you explain?" "It has to happen naturally through sex between us and no one else." "You remember one of our first conversations where I said I fuck for my pleasure?" "Yes." "Well I do with anonymous fucks, but bringing you in to the family is different, it is more sensual." Jake and Fabian locked lips and kissed for several minutes. Marco knocked and entered carrying Jake's clothes. Fabian told Jake to go shower and he would join him shortly. Jake disappeared and Fabian waited for the sound of water. "Marco, he will be joining us." "Oh, thank god, I will put his clothes in the dressing room." "And Marco, you better pay the Billy his finders fee." "Yes Sir, I will do that now." "Tell him he did a good job, and can you get the car brought round and escort Jake to the doctor for his test." "Of course, will be my pleasure." "Let's hope this final test he passes." Fabian joined Jake in the shower, they helped wash and dry each other and they both got dressed. "Jake, you will be going with Marco to the doctors for a blood test." "Why?" "I need to make sure you are clean, that is the final test you must pass." "Oh okay, will you be here after?" "Of course." Marco entered the room dressed and Fabian ushered them both out. As they exited the front doors of the house a car with a uniformed driver was waiting. Marco went over and kissed the driver before getting in, as Jake approached he saw it was Jean-Paul. He gave Jake a smile and closed the door after him. As the car rolled down the driveway the large high security gates opened. They drove for about 25 minutes and pulled up outside a large private hospital in Chelsea. Marco led Jake to private suite of rooms, a receptionist looked up and told them that the doctor would be with them shortly and to take a seat. After a few minutes the doctor surgery room opened and there stood Spencer. Jakes mouth must have dropped open as Marco jabbed him in the side to knock him back to hear and now. "Jake, Marco, come through please." They entered the surgery and Spencer closed the door behind them, he gave Marco a big kiss before grabbing Jake and planting kiss and a big hug. Jake sat as Spencer took two vials of blood and telling them will have the results in a couple of hours. They all kissed and said goodbye, heading back to the car which was waiting outside. As the car pulled away Jake had some burning questions and decided now was the time to ask them. Before he could open his lips Marco touched Jake's arm. "I hope you will accept anything Fabian offers you in the coming weeks." "In what way Marco?" "He will want to keep you close and earn your tattoo. He will expect you not to have sex with anyone but him." "Do you not find this all strange?" Marco gave Jake's leg a squeeze. "At first it appeared that way, but eventually you appreciate belonging to his family." "But... what about after?" "After?, he may offer you some incredible choices. Fabian looks after the family, always remember that." "So, what about you, why umm.. how long have you been working for Fabian?" "Close on ten years, I was roughly the same age as you when I joined." "But you don't mind working for him?" "Absolutely not, first and foremost I am family and the house is also my home, second I am his butler." "How does that work?" "It just does, but hopefully you will also find how life will become so much fuller." Jake smiled as Marco leaned in and kissed him quickly, he ran his hand along Marco muscled arm. "Stop doing that, your making me horny." "Sorry, I don't know what come over me. But I love the feel of them, do you work out a lot?" "Fabian has a great gym in the basement plus the pool." "Will you help me workout, I would love to get some muscle like yours." "Of course I will, anyway that would make Fabian very happy." "Thank you." "Mind you, I am worried that when you start developing real muscle you would hotter than me!" Marco laughed and cuddled Jake as the car swept through the gates and up to the house. "You call this a house?" "Home." "It's a mansion, I have never seen it from this angle." It truly was an impressive modern house, built to Fabian's own specification's and boasted 9 bedrooms all with bathrooms, and two separate annexes with private accommodations for other staff. Jake had never been so amazed, the seclusion and privacy was remarkable and you would never know from the street what lay beyond. As Jean-Paul opened the door Jake got out and looked more closely, what was evident from the front was the security cameras that covered every angle of the front. Marco took his hand and escorted him through the front door.

I accept ALL friend request on this site. Most I may not ever meet, but feel free to view my friends as it includes most everyone on this site. Personal friends have my contact information and they know I only accept bare cock and every drop of CUM you can pump in my ass. I dont identify those that want to be discrete but it is Great that I know many have Blasted their load in my ass. I am a Happy CUMDUMP for ANY guy who will pump a load in my ass.

Just sharing my experience, not saying yours is the same. I am a Dom top in a bondage kind of situation. I take charge, slap around and deny the bottom any and all orgasm. The Sub is there to take my load, as many times as i want. What he prefers or wants does not matter to me. And if his mouth is not pleasurable to kiss (because it smells or for any other reason) i wont kiss. That includes because it is full of my cum, which he should have swallowed as soon as i gave it to him, In my situation, the sub is there to be used. He should get more than enough pleasure just from my orgasms. Again, thats just me.

bf is downstairs right now taking a load from a guy he met online, I'm rock hard thinking about it

By a strange circumstance... For the next 15 years, Dave and I fucked and converted many boys. Some wanted it, and some were too dumb to see our status or ask about condom use. Often we double teamed the guys, and made sure that we both gave them a huge load. Our favorite was when we got a guy who wanted to be double penetrated. We loved the feeling of our poz cocks rubbing against each other as we bare fucked a hole, and our loads were often deposited at the same time when we were able to DP. We had a stash of condoms that were prepped for breakage, and our 'silicon' lube was laced with baby oil to ensure breakage. Our goal in life had become to spread our seed and procreate through our disease. We had ads on all the popular hookup sites, and all clearly stated that we were poz, and preferred to fuck bareback. Sometimes it got us the ass we wanted, sometimes the guys were hesitant. Those were the ones that we either stealthed, or used the old 'just the tip' line on till we were shooting our poison deep into them and changing their lives forever. The big shock of my life came when we got a hit from a cute 18 year old freshman named Tom who had just moved to DC for college and was looking for some Daddy types to help him come out into the gay world, and give him the bug. When he unlocked his pics for us, I was stunned. It was like looking into a slightly distorted picture of me at that age. He didn’t have my light blonde hair; rather it was a dark strawberry blonde, but his features eerily looked like my younger self. We chatted, and over the course of a couple days, I discovered that he had grown up with a single mom and had never known his dad. He had come out as gay in high school, but growing up in a small town he had not known of any other gay guys. Tom really wanted to meet us, and Dave was fully up for giving him our bug; there was just something in the back of my mind that had me on edge with Tom, I just couldn’t put my finger on it. We all met at a local diner for lunch, and to chat before deciding on going any further. It was over that lunch that I finally discovered what had me on edge with Tom. We talked about his plans to study sports medicine at school, and that he in high school he had been on the wrestling team where in placed in the Nationals top three every year of high school. In fact his wrestling skills had landed him a nice college scholarship. But it was when He showed us a picture of His mom that it all clicked. I had fucked around with his mom back when I was in the military, and must have knocked her up. Tom was my son. Not only was he my son, but he was gay and was a chaser, just as I had been, although I had never admitted as much until Dave had converted me. I dropped the bomb that I had just discovered on Tom and Dave. I knew Dave well enough to know that as soon as the recently discovered truth was out, his cock was rock hard and leaking his toxic precum with the thought of us gifting my own flesh and blood with our bug. Tom, I didn’t know that well, but the look that came over his face was eerily similar to the look that was on Dave’s face. The two of them quickly finished up their lunch, and were practically dragging me back to our place. Once we were alone in our apartment, Tom pulled me to him and gave me a deep passionate kiss. “I’ve always had this fantasy,” he said “of finding my Dad and him being gay. I never imagined that he’d be this hot or that he has something else that I wanted other than being a mentor to me.” “What do you mean, Tom?” I asked. “You know. I want the bug. To be poz. My cock and hole are twitching right now with the thought of it being given to me by the same cock and cum that made it possible for me to exist.” As much as my brain wanted to rebel against the idea, my cock began to harden in my jeans and the thought of my seed, that had helped create this young man in front of us, being fucked into him and its poison finding its way into his blood and converting him began to interest me. I knew it was wrong, but I wanted to give him what he wanted. “I have an even better idea,” I said, “you can call us Daddy and act like we are your Dom Dads. But we will all know the truth and enjoy the hell out of it.” “So,” Tom asked, “does this mean that you will fuck me? Give me your poison seed and convert me to be like you, Dad, poz?” “Yes, son.” “Nice! How about we start on that converting of me now.” With that out of the way, Tom grabbed both my cock and that of Dave, and began to massage them through the denim of our jeans. Both of us let out a moan, and I grabbed Tom’s hand form my crotch and began to direct him to our bedroom. Dave followed behind us, stripping his clothes off as he went leaving a trail of hastily removed clothing. Once in the bedroom, Tom began to strip, but I stopped him. I wanted to be the one to take of each article of clothing and expose the body that I had unwittingly helped create all those years ago. As I pulled off his shirt, a nice firm six-pack, a beautifully sculpted adonis belt and solid pecs were revealed. His lithe body reminded me of mine when I was his age. I still had the six-pack, but now there was a lot more fur there, not just the trail of hair that lead down from his belly button into his jeans. Tom reached over to me after I had his shirt removed and slid my tee shirt over my head. He leaned in close to me and put his head on my furry chest and a purr left his lips as he nuzzled into my pecs. We both kicked off our shoes and then at the same time reached for the button and zip of the other’s jeans. I batted Tom’s hand away and told him to wait his turn. As I undid the button and pulled the zip down, a moan came from the doorway where Dave stood naked and jacking his cock. “Stop with the tease, you two, and get naked so we can get to the fucking. I don’t think I can hold off cumming for much longer. This whole Father/Son thing has got me really close.” “Then stop playing with your cock and wait like a good boy” I said with a smile in my voice.

Pozzing Dave. I sent Dave to the bedroom, and told him to get that plug he had used on me out and not to lube up his hole, that I was going to rough fuck it again and get him really bloody to take my poz seed into his system. I locked the doors and walked back to the bedroom. On my way past the bathroom, I stopped and grabbed a new toothbrush from under the sink. Entering into the bedroom, I found Dave on his back, a look of lust and apprehension on his face and, if it was possible, a rock hard cock straining to get even harder between his legs. I placed the toothbrush on the bed next to his leg and slowly took off my clothes. Once I was naked, I told him to get up on all fours. I could see a slight sheen to his hole, probably where my load from the initial anger fuck had seeped ever so slightly out of his ass. I spread his ass cheeks and began to slide the toothbrush into his hole. Dave let out a slight grunt of pain as the stiff bristles pushed past his sphincter. Once it was in his hole, I brushed vigorously, twisting the brush as well, getting every corner of his innards bruised with the brush. After about ten minutes, I pulled the brush out, and to my satisfaction, the white bristles were now a nice shade of dark pink. With his innards prepped, the next step in his conversion was growing between my legs. I lined my stiff cock up to his pucker, and with one thrust pushed in till my balls hit his hole. I didn’t let him adjust to my intrusion, but began thrusting hard and deep into his dry hole. Soon his ass-juices and my precum (and a bit of his blood) were slicking up his hole. Looking down, I noticed my cock was covered with a pink tinged, slightly milky mixture of the ass juices and my last load. I didn’t think it was possible, but my cock got even harder at the sight and I began to really pound Dave’s hole. He cried out as I unrelentingly pounded on his hole, really tearing into him, no doubt adding to the bruising I had done with the toothbrush. Without pulling out, I flipped him onto his back and shoved my cock deep into his hole. Each thrust hit his prostate and made his cock jump. I knew if I kept this up he might cum, hands-free. I finally felt the tingle in my balls, signaling that my second known toxic load was about to erupt from my cock and enter Dave, hopefully converting him forever. I grabbed Dave’s leaking cock, and began to jack it as I kept pounding his hole and hitting his prostate. He moaned and screamed that he was going to cum. I told him to let it out, that I was going to flood his ass with my toxic spunk. He moaned “do it”, and a few thrusts and pumps later I was flooding his ass with my diseased load as his last neg load shot out; the first shot landing on his face and the rest coating his chest and my hand before we both collapsed in exhaustion. Once I recovered my strength, I slowly pulled out, and he squeezed my cock with his ass to keep that spunk in him. I grabbed the plug that was sitting on the bed next to me and as my cock popped out I slid it into his now cum-filled hole. We rested next to each other, and over the course of the night, I pulled that plug out about a dozen times and added another toxic load to his ass each time. His ass was so sore the next morning from all the fucking that I was amazed he could walk. Like a good boy, he kept the plug in him all day and made sure my cum would incubate and enter his body to infect him. We kept on fucking as often as we could, and a few weeks after I got my result, Dave came down with a fever, the shakes and could not keep any food down. Like he had for me when I converted, I took care of him, and got him through his conversion. When he was 'healthy' again, he went and got tested. Sure enough, he was now poz. With that taken care of, we set about to find as many boys as possible to convert and turn into poz bottom sluts. Together, we would create a legacy of our poz strain throughout the area.

I had just turned 18. I was visiting my cousin and her husband when my pregnant cousin decided to go baby clothes shopping with my mother. I was left alone with my cousin's husband. He offered me a beer and put in a straight porn. After watching a bit, I could see his pants getting a bit of a bulge. I know he must have caught me staring. He got up to get us both another beer, when he came back, he was just wearing a pair of boxers. "I hope you don't mind. The pants were getting too tight, you know what I mean?" He then pulled out his cock and started stroking it in front of me. It was HUGE -- at least 10 inches, and almost as thick as the beer bottle. All I could think about is his hot cock and what it would feel like to get fucked with it. "What part of the porn flick do you like?" he asked me. "Umm, the hard cock...", I started to say without thinking but I stopped. Must have been the beer, because I wouldn't have said that to my cousin's husband. "You like the cock, huh? Would you like my cock? I see you looking at me and my cock. Want to know what it felt like when I knocked up your cousin?" I couldn't say anything....I was speechless. He put his cock in front of me and tells me to get it nice and wet with my mouth, else it will hurt when he fucks me. I struggle to get my lips around the monster and couldn't take more than about 2 or 3 inches. Frustrated, he pushes me face down with my ass in the air. He lubes his cock with his spit, aims for my hole, and pushes into me. It hurt like a hell and I cried out in pain. He kept pushing in until I felt his hairy nuts resting against my ass. He proceeds to brutally fuck my ass for what seemed like an eternity before he shoves himself in deep, pulling me back on his cock hard and unloads in my ass. "We should guys night more often.", he tells me with a smile. And we did.