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20. The following Monday Tony and Aaron made the trip to Ray's tattoo parlor as Tony had an appointment scheduled with Ray to figure out his next ink, and Aaron was thinking about getting some ink work done. When they stepped through the door Ray called-out "Lock the door and put the 'closed' sign in the window. Once done, and turning into the shop, Ray stepped forward, greeted Tony like an old friend, and Tony introduced Aaron saying "This is Aaron. He's my friend and, well... let's just say he just finally got away from something that was holding him away from living his life. And we thought be could get a few exciting things here." "Sure. Always glad to help turning a good boy into a bad one!" Ray grinned, showing them around the shop, where, after Ray said the visit was free for Tony, and if Aaron was with Tony, well, the same followed. Aaron ended up getting 10 different jockstraps a full leather get-up - only slightly different than Tony's, a fishnet shirt and one see-through shirt. Then it was time for the ink. Tony had been thinking about it all week but hadn't settled on a specific design. He did know, however, he didn't want to have both of his arms or pecs tattooed just yet. And he didn't want to cover his abs with a tattoo either. "So... Aaron. You wanna get something done as well?" asked Ray. "Uhm... I'm not really sure. I would but I don't know what to get." "Well I could show you some nice designs or you could get something pierced or just anything." "Where's Buck and Ronny?" asked Tony. "You know, the other tattoo artist and the cashier?" "Oh, they both left last week, Buck apparently got a better offer in one of the big tattoo parlors in town - a place that is busy with women and straight guys. As I'm sure you're aware, this shop is patronized almost exclusively by gay guys. And as for Ronnie, I don't even know what was the reason." "Wow, that sucks, man!" said Tony. "Yeah. That's why you had to turn the sign to closed when you came in. It's nearly impossible to do the ink, handle the piercings and also help guys looking at the clothing. I gotta find someone quick 'cause It's Monday afternoon and I'm already worn out as shit!" "Uhmm... Aaron could do it!" Tony offered. "What? Wait!" said Aaron quickly. "Oh c'mon. You yourself said you're officially filing in the papers for dropping out of your law major! This is the perfect opportunity to find a nice job! Plus I've seen your drawing and they were so fucking good!" "Really? Do you have any in your phone?" asked Rey all excited. Aaron took out his phone and showed him a few of his drawings. "Are those really yours? They're fucking great!" said Ray, who suggested "If you're interested, you could work the clothing section for the start. The salary is around $700.00 per week. And then I could maybe start teaching you how to tattoo and pierce some designs and eventually you'd do tatts and piercings full time. Then you'd earn much more. And since I'm short of employees and partner right now you'd have the title as vice-manager!" "I don't think you'll get a better offer. He's offering you a nice job and quite a nice starting salary!" said Tony. "Uhmm... Yeah! Why not! I think I'd really like it here! Yeah sure, why the fuck not! I'm taking the offer!" said Aaron with excitement. "Fuck yeah! That's amazing! When can you start?" "Uhm... so I'll file the papers tomorrow. And then I'll go in to finish it up and pay for everything that's left unpaid after my parents threw me out and stopped paying for it the day after... that'll be Wednesday. So...Thursday! I can start on Thursday!" "Fucking great!" replied Ray who added "Work starts at 9:00 A.M., and the store opens at 10:00. I'm looking forward to it!" "Yeah! Thanks Ray, me too!" "I think I got it!" said Tony as he picked his next ink. After around four hours it was done. Tony's new tattoo was a beautiful set of natural and elemental images all inside what looked like a beautiful ornament that would hang on a native shaman's wall or something. It was placed on the side of his torso, under his already tatted left arm. "Fucking cool," Aaron remarked admiringly, giving a small whistle, adding "I think, by the way, I've chosen a design for myself." This time, Tony went into the tattoo room with Ray and Aaron, to see Aaron chosen small black tunnel ear piercings, with which he looked really good. The tattoo Aaron picked was a tribal design which he wanted to place around his left arm, right under the shoulder, explaining it reminded him of a painting in his late Grandpa's house. Not only it was a beautiful design, it also made him a thousand times hotter. So how, in fact, Tony's cock stiffened up inside his pants a bit! The third and final thing Aaron picked were black bar piercings through his nips! Tony couldn't help it. When Ray was piercing Aaron's virgin nipples and inserting the two black instruments of pleasure and hotness, he started massaging his hard cock inside his jeans. "Someone's all horned up." said Ray as he finished Aaron's seconds nipple. "Fuck, yeah! I mean... just three days ago, he was a good boy - out of necessity really 'cause of his parents - and in those three days, I got him drunk for the first time, took him to get his first piercing and tattoo and fucked his hole full of poz cum." "Really?" said Ray with a grin, grabbed his cock through his black jean, and asked "You think he's ready for a recharge?" "I don't know. That's up to him I guess." Tony grinned and looked at Aaron. "Fuck yeah I'm ready!" Aaron grinned, stood up and grabbed both of their crotches. Ray and Tony both took their clothes off and Tony saw Ray naked for the first time. His skin was almost fully covered in tattoos - his arms, his chest, his back, even most of his legs. Apart from the multiple piercings on his face, he had piercings liberally placed over his body. His nipples sported big chunky silver rings, his belly button was pierced with a long curved silver bar and when he took off his underwear, his big black cock, thick and a full nine inches was revealed, sporting a big chunky PA piercing and also a set of bar piercings that ran in a straight line through his cock's underside and his ballsack, starting beneath his cockhead and ending behind his balls. Aaron got on his knees and started sucking Ray off, feeling the cold metal on his tongue and throat. Ray moaned and groaned as Tony grabbed his thick nipple rings and started twisting them. Ray was in heaven! Aaron took the cock out of his mouth, slapped himself with it across his mouth, and asked "Who's fucking me?" Tony winked at him in response, slapping his monster cock on his hand. Aaron bent over the tattoo chair and Tony pushed his cock inside his manhole again, welcomed with a wild grunt. Ray stood on the other side of the table, his cock inside Aaron's mouth, the unmistakable look of lust on his face. Tony started fucking Aaron's ass for the second time, again really hard and with no mercy, accompanied with wild grunts from all three men. Before long Tony felt his hot poz load building up. He slammed his cock in harder and harder, until he let out a wild shout and once again pumped Aaron's man cunt full of his toxic seed. He realised he snorted! Snorted like an actual pig! Reaching forward, Tony's cock still inside Aaron's hoke, he twisted Ray's pierced nipple's with such strength Ray immediately blew his huge cum load inside Aaron's mouth. Of course Aaron gulped down the load. Of course all good things had to come to an end, and as the men were cleaning themselves up Tony thought to ask "Hey Ray, you got a buttplug somewhere here?" "Yeah, sure,' Ray answered, reached into one of the drawers in the table beside the tattoo chair and locating a small black buttplug which he handed to Tony. "Thanks." said Tony as he took it from Ray's hand, popped his cock out of Aaron's hole and plugged it with the buttplug, commenting with a grin "Just heightening the chances." After Aaron successfully dropped out of college and finished his first two days working with Ray, which he rather enjoyed, he came down sick. morning he got sick. First thing Tony did was cook warm chicken soup. The second thing he did was jerking out and blowing his toxic seed into the soup, thinking that if Aaron was converting, it would've officially the first time he had pozzed a guy. The third thing he did was to text Ray: - Tony: - aaron's sick - - i think it's the FLU☣?? - - i don't think he can go to work next week - - idk when he's gonna get better??? - - Ray: - fucking hot!☣?? - - it's ok. i should be able to handle it alone for a few days. Hopefully. - i got a shipment of some brand new HIV home testing kits. you want one for aaron? the test is done in 20 mins. - Tony: - yeah thx. Pick it up on monday? - Ray: - sure - When Tony saw Aaron was feeling fine again on Thursday of that week, he was eager to find out Aaron's new status as soon as possible. Tony took a sample of his blood first and then he told Aaron to jerk off into the small cup from the testing kit. Aaron lay back on Tony's legs and jerked off as Tony played with Aaron's pierced nipples and kissed his neck. Then he took the samples back to the kitchen and left the chemistry to do it's thing. After about 20 minutes of playing with his cock overflowing with thoughts of how he propably pozzed Aaron, he came back and checked the result. POSITIVE Right then, right there, his big toxic cock exploded with poz cum inside his pants.

Part 11 - Life Unfolding They arrived just after 6pm with the sun still blazing away in the sky they decided to eat outside by the pool, Adam asked if they could swim and Angelo laughed exclaiming that was what the pool was for. Ethan said he would help Angelo and join them shortly, he followed the guys out to the pool deck and watched them for several minutes until Angelo called him. "Here you do the tomatoes" Angelo handed the knife to Ethan. Ethan took the knife "Okay" Slowly he chopped away in his own world. Angelo watched him for a moment "Okay, out with it what is on your mind Ethan?" "Nothing" Ethan replied stopping "well, did it bother you about Tony kissing me today?". Angelo laughed "Not at all, I did kiss him in retaliation". Ethan smiled "Yeah, it did turn me on watching you but also jealous". Angelo put his knife down "Do you need to get it out your system?". Ethan looked "What do you mean?". "Do you want to have sex with them?" Angelo replied eating a slice of cucumber. Ethan looked on stunned "If you asked me that several weeks ago I would have said maybe". Angelo smiled at him "So what has changed?". Ethan looked on down at the tomatoes "I thought you wanted to own me?". Angelo turned to look at him "Owning you may not be enough". Ethan came round the kitchen island and kissed Angelo passionately, Angelo slapped him on the ass, finish your work he said laughing and grabbing four plates and taking them outside. Ethan stood and watched him contemplating Angelo's words until he returned. "Are you still slicing tomatoes" Angelo laughed looking at him. Ethan nodded and looked up "What did you mean before?". "Exactly what I said" Angelo said picking up cutlery. Ethan smiled "Finished, well it is a bit of a mess, I've not done this before". Angelo smiled at him "Virgin with tomatoes as well" he shooed Ethan outside. Tony was drying himself off "Wondered where you had got to Ethan". "Sorry, not very quick in the kitchen" Ethan laughed sitting down. Angelo placed a bottle of wine on the table "Adam come on time to eat". Ethan looked at the bottle "Do I get to have a glass?" as he went to pick the bottle up to look at it. Angelo slapped his hand "No, your to young" laughing at Ethan's sad look "Just a small one". "Do you have a soft drink Angelo, I am driving?" Tony asked as Angelo poured a glass for Adam. "Why don't you stay over, there is plenty of bedrooms and you can head off first thing" Angelo replied. Tony smiled and looked at Adam "Okay great, hit me up". They spent the a few hours relaxing on the deck after dinner, Ethan was only allowed half a glass of wine and was trying to wangle some more but Angelo would not relent. Ethan protested and said he would strip naked if he didn't get some more, Angelo sat back in his chair warning him not to do it but Ethan took his shorts off and Angelo shook his head. Next his t-shirt and socks but Angelo still sat their shaking his head, Tony and Adam were besides themselves with laughter at how naughty Ethan was becoming around them all. Ethan whipped off his underwear causing Adam and Tony to wolf whistle at him, Angelo stood up and walked towards Ethan with a grin on his face. He stroked Ethan's face then picked him up and threw him in the pool. Ethan surfaced laughing and by the time he looked back at Angelo he was holding his glass saluting Ethan. Adam stripped off and jumped in to the pool and began swimming around taunting Ethan and calling him an old drunk until Ethan finally caught up with Adam and pinned him against the side of the pool. Angelo sat on the edge of the pool with Tony watching Adam and Ethan until way after the sun had set and a chill wafted through the night air. Over the next few weeks Friday evening was date night for Angelo and Ethan, whilst during the week Adam would pop over and they would sunbathe and walk in to Harrison. Ethan had been neglecting his own friends and made arrangements to meet up with them in Harrison for a burger and catch up, he met up with Javier and Ben at Mel's Diner. Ben waved as Ethan entered the diner and sat down opposite them, it had been several weeks since college finished, Ben and Javier had both been away on holiday with their families. Ben ordered a smoothie and looked at Adam "So you didn't go the Hamptons with your family?" "No, I decided to stay home and get my course work finished and out of the way" Ethan replied. "How is Adam" Javier asked and looked directly at Ethan. Ethan stuttered "How do you mean?". Javier's gaze was fixed on Ethan "You know, you see a lot of him from what I have heard". "Oh... and exactly what have you heard?" Ethan's patience was being tested. Ben looked at Ethan and Javier "You know Javier's brother is friends with him". Ethan just wanted the ground to swallow him up "So, I get on with him really well". Javier scoffed "You were seen kissing him on the grass outside college Ethan". Ethan pushed the salt pot on the table "Is that it, is that all you got to say". "Ethan just tell us" Ben leaned in. Ethan noticed Javier's uncomfortable shifting in his seat "I am if that's what you want to know". Javier stood up "Fucking queer" and stormed out of the diner. Ben looked at Ethan's shocked face "Why didn't you just tell us?". Ethan returned his gaze to Ben "That's why, I knew Javier would respond that way". "I would be more worried about your parents reaction Ethan" Ben said lowering his voice. Ethan looked concerned "What do you mean Ben, your not going to tell them are you?". Ben shook his head "No but my mother will, she saw you in Larchmont kissing some Latin guy". "Oh fuck" Ethan put his head in his hands he knew this was just the tip of what was to come. Ben stood up "I thought you should know, see you around" he turned and walked out. Ethan felt his gut wrenching and turning over, everything was crashing down around him as his two best friends had just walked out on him. The waiter placed the smoothie on the table having seen the commotion going on 'You still got to pay' he said putting the check on the table. Ethan put a $5 bill on the table, he had no idea what to do and was completely lost and close to breaking down. A few tables away one of Adam's college friends watched everything unfolding and kind of guessed what was going on. He knew Adam and Ethan had become very good friends and sent a text to Adam who was a few blocks away. Adam saw the text and sent one to Angelo 'I think Ethan might need you' and told him where Ethan was. Adam casually walked in to the diner and sat down opposite Ethan. "What's happened Ethan?" Adam asked reaching out to Ethan's hand. Ethan's red eyes looked at Adam "Everything is falling apart, my friends have deserted me" sniffing as he spoke. "You have better friends than them Ethan" Adam said reassuringly. Ethan looked down "My mother will find out next week, Angelo and I were spotted on our date". Adam shook his head "Oh I see, wait you had a date?". Ethan nodded "Yeah, I thought it would be safe in Larchmont but it wasn't far enough away from here". "You had a date, a real date with Angelo?" Adam still pressed the point. Ethan looked up "Oh fuck" he laughed "I shouldn't have told you". "Nice going Ethan, but seriously try not to worry you can deal with this" Adam spotted Angelo's car arriving. Ethan wiped his eyes "I will have to face up to it sometime, never thought it would be this quick". Adam stood up "Come on let's get out of here" he nodded over to his friend. Ethan opened the door and saw Angelo standing there "Angelo" his heart lifted. "Need a shoulder" Angelo said looking at him. Ethan nodded and sobbed on the street falling in to Angelo's arms. Across the street Ben was calming Javier down and watched the scene unfolding in front of them, Ben's initial reaction was to go over and confront Ethan again but he immediately knew that the Latin guy standing there must be the one who his mother saw at the restaurant, she did say he was quite a stunning young man but even Ben was struck by his looks and body under his t-shirt. Adam and Ethan got in the car and Angelo drove off them off back to his place, fortunately he had been working from home. Ethan regained some of his composure by the time they pulled up to Angelo's house, Adam sent a message to Tony explaining what was going on and that he was with Ethan at Angelo's. Ethan sat in the lounge and Adam went to fetch him a drink. Angelo walked in behind Adam "Thank you for being there for him". Adam smiled "It was pure luck I was near and one of my friends saw what was going on". Angelo handed Adam a bottle of water "Still thank you for having his back". "You turning up proved everything you know" Adam took the bottle of water. Angelo shook his head "No idea what you mean". "Yes you do Angelo" Adam turned and went back to Ethan. Angelo stood in the kitchen smiling to himself for a moment and walked back to the lounge, he told Adam to look after him as he had work to do. Adam spent the rest of the afternoon talking and swimming with Ethan until 6pm when Tony arrived to collect Adam, Ethan was in a much better place and realised he had a true friend in Adam who had shown his colours and stood by him. Angelo and Ethan were due to have another date that evening as it was Friday and his parents would be returning from the Hamptons on Saturday. Angelo closed the door as Adam and Tony left and he walked outside to where Ethan sat in the garden. "Do you want to go out this evening?" Angelo asked sitting next to Ethan. Ethan held Angelo's hand "No I don't think going out would help at the moment". Angelo stroked Ethan's head "I understand, do you want to eat?". Ethan looked at Angelo hand holding his "Not yet, but there is one thing you could do". Angelo nodded "Anything for you Ethan." "Take me upstairs and make love to me" Ethan looked Angelo in the eye. Angelo smiled "Now that I can and want to do" he stood and picked Ethan up carrying him upstairs. That Saturday morning brought dark clouds and wind as they stood outside Ethan's family home, he was feeling a little down as he knew his freedom with Angelo was about to be restricted by the family returning. Angelo told Ethan to call him if needed anything then leaned in and kissed him on the lips. "What now Angelo?" Ethan asked looking at him still waiting for Angelo to show how he really felt. Angelo thought for a moment "We are still going to date on Friday evenings Ethan". Ethan tried to smile "I guess I will have to get use to this now". Ethan watched Angelo drive off and then turned to the house a strange feeling of emptiness grew in him. He knew that having Adam back at the house may also be a risk but at least he could meet up with him in Harrison. Well until Wednesday as that is when Adam and Tony would finally be moving to Larchmont so public transport would be needed, he wondered if he could press his father to buy him a car after all he was qualified to drive but suspected he was not allowed a car until he had finished all his education. For the most part the families return was pretty uneventful and life carried on where it had ended a few weeks back. Sunday they sat to have a family dinner and Ethan casually asked to hear all about their time in the Hamptons, his mother remarked that Ethan's tan was better than what they got at the beach for a month. Jack spoke about how nice it was once he had the piece of business out of the way. So what business did you have to do then?" Ethan ventured to ask. Jack casually replied "Oh one of my clients signed a new software company". Ethan nodded "Did you have to go in and complete all the legal bits and pieces?". "Yes, but it was weird to start as the software company owner was quite open and spoke his mind" Jack replied. Ethan looked at him "Weird in what way?" he tried to sound interested. "I thought he was going to pull the deal when he met me as I didn't know he was gay" Jack mused his words. Ellie laughed "You know your father Ethan, he can't deal with all of this gay thing". Ethan put his fork down "But I don't understand why that should make any difference in business." Jack looked at him "Very true Ethan, the owner of the company has very open ethics". "Then surely you need to adapt to continue in business" Ethan sounded like a true professional. Jack laughed "I am impressed Ethan, you will do well in business law". Ellie chipped in "Oh yes you will do well in many aspects of your life". "In fact I did adapt Ethan, I invited him out for a drink as a way of apologising" Jack told Ethan. Ethan smiled "Good for you father, it may even open up new opportunities going forward". As Ethan laid there in bed alone, he realised how twisted and out of control his life was going to be when the cat does finally slip out of the bag. Ethan had introduced Adam to the family explaining they were in the same law classes at college much to Jack's delight, he was proud that his son was making friends with students studying law which he knew would help create a new network of contacts. It had been a silent week on the Angelo front until Friday morning when Ethan got the text '7pm in Harrison by the station' he laughed thinking how Angelo knew not to pick him up at the house, he typed a reply 'Can't wait to see you'. Ellie had been busy all week and had not met up Ben's mother Margarite so peace reigned through the house for the moment. His father had come home late on Wednesday, in fact Ethan had already gone to bed so didn't know what time he did eventually come home from his working dinner. Little did he know that his father had spent the evening socialising with Angelo to the extent where Jack had put aside Angelo's private life and agreed to meet up again for lunch on Friday when Angelo would be in the city overseeing the installation of the software at the company. Ethan left the house at 5pm Friday with the explanation he was having a sleepover and left it at that so not to completely lie to his mother. Angelo picked him up on the dot and drove back to Larchmont, no sooner than they entered the house they were all over each other, within minutes Ethan was laying naked on the sofa making love with Angelo. Angelo rolled on to his back laughing "So much for the date". Ethan kissed Angelo's chest "I missed you so much". "Are you hungry?" Angelo asked stroking Ethan's head. Ethan propped his head up "For you or food?". Angelo laughed and pulled Ethan in for a kiss then looked at him "Food". They sat in the kitchen naked eating sandwiches that Angelo made, Ethan spent most of the time just watching Angelo and how much he had come to love him. He stopped himself, love him, is that why I missed him so much he thought. He had no doubt in his mind that he had really fallen for Angelo and them being apart this week really proved it to him, Ethan just smiled at this revelation in his own head. "I would really love to be in that smart head of yours" Angelo had stopped cleaning to look at Ethan. Ethan snapped back "What, sorry miles away?". "There is that smile again you know how weak that makes me" Angelo moved round and kissed Ethan. Ethan held on to Angelo "Some things just become clearer when you think logically and put them in order". "Whoa there, don't go all brainy on me" Angelo laughed. "What is that suppose to mean, anyway your just as smart" Ethan laughed looking at Angelo. Angelo passed Ethan a bottle of water "Ethan, I had dinner with your father on Wednesday". Ethan looked on stunned "Why?". "Business dinner, actually we got on really well and met for lunch today as well" Angelo replied. Ethan swigged his water "Did he actually like you or was he touting for business". "Both I think, he did speak about his son who was following in his footsteps" Angelo put his bottle down. Ethan chuckled "You know this will come crashing down eventually". "We will deal with that when it happens" Angelo replied looking at him. Ethan looked seriously at Angelo "We?". Angelo moved to his side "I finally admitted to myself this week how much I have come to love you". Ethan smiled "Does that make you my boyfriend then?". Angelo was gauging his reaction "Do you want me to be?". Ethan smiled "If you will let me. I miss you so much when we are not together". "You do?" Angelo looked somewhat surprised. Ethan kissed him "Completely Angelo, my body tingles when you touch and make love to me". "It has been a long time since someone made me this happy" Angelo picked Ethan up. Ethan moved his head back to look at Angelo "You belong to me now Angelo, no one else but me". Angelo smiled and kissed Ethan lovingly then took him upstairs.

This is the hottest chapter yet! At least I think it is!???☣ 22. The day came. Tony went to gym after school and right after, he got dressed and went to the shop. Almost everything was prepared when he got there. The lightning, the drinks... everything. Even the new bartender! His name was Ken and he was a hot 30 year old hunk. Aaron and Ray hat already gotten Ken dressed in leather chaps with a zip-down crotch a leather vest and a leather hat. Ray himself was dressed in a full leather get-up. Aaron wore leather pants and boots with a fishnet shirt. Tony got dressed in his own leather get-up - leather chaps, boots, harness and jacket. At ten o'clock - the party started. The two guys who worked part-time in the workshop were standing at the entraces and were taking the entrance-fee. In about an hour, the room filled with so many guys. The drinks poured, the shirts went off, the dancefloor filled and so did the other rooms. Aaron was dancing, drinking and having fun on the dancefloor. Tony just greeted uncle Rick, Danny, Sam and Duke as they made it to the party and then walked into the bathroom. What he saw got his cock hard as rock. There was at least one guy in each stall. Most of them got naked and awaited by the gloryholes in the stalls to get the next available cock in their mouth. The others were waiting in a line to fuck two guys, who were bent by the wall, getting every cock they could inside their now sloppy cunts - most of them raw. Some of the guys waiting in the line were so horny, that they couldn't wait and started to suck and jerk each other off. Everytime someone new came in to the bathroom, they screamed at him to join. Tony used one of the gloryhole whores and blew his hot poz load all over his face. Then he moved onto the shower room. He got undressed and walked inside. What he saw got him ready to shoot again! A group of at least ten guys were in the room, and instead of using the actual showers, they were getting a golden shower, pissing on each other, drinking each other's piss, or even fucking each other's asses full of piss and cum. This was no doubt the hottest and sleaziest gay party ever! He then entered the sauna. Four guys were inside. One was already riding the other's dick as the other one sat down and the other two were jerking each other off. Right after Tony sat down and closed the door, both of the guys that weren't busy fucking came towards him, seeing his monster cock. When they saw his tattoo, they stood in their place. One of them turned around and left. The other one shook his shoulders, dropped to his knees and started sucking him off. Then he realised who the guy riding the other one's cock on the other side of the sauna was. "Josh?!" 23. "Tony? Hi man!" said Josh, stopping his riding, but still grinding on the other guy's cock inside his ass. "What are you doing here?" "Uhm... I own this place actually!" "Really? Well done then. This is the best party I've ever been to!" "Thanks!" Tony lauged and added, while whimpering, feeling the hot mouth wrapped around his cock: "I see you've gotten out of your shell!" "Fuck yeah! Right after you fucked my hole full of your poz cum, I started craving more! God! I feel like I fucked half of the gay guys in town." Josh laughed. "Then I met this stud." he continued and squeezed the hard pec of the guy he was riding. The thought that he had turned Josh to barebacking was really hot. He stood up, pushed the guy who was sucking him down and started skullfucking him. "He... must... be one... lucky... fucker!" Tony whimpered as he raped the guy's throat mercilessly, even popping his cock out ouf his throat and slapping it on his face a few times, before sticking it back in and continuing his skullfuck. "Fuck yeah I am!" moaned Josh's boyfriend in response to Tony and slapped his ass. At that moment Tony noticed it. Josh's left asscheek now sported a big biohazard tattoo. At that moment, he blew his poz load into the deepthroated slut's throat. He groaned loudly and snorted as a pig once again. With that, Josh's boyfriend came inside Josh with a loud moan as well. On his way out of the sauna, Tony said bye to Josh by slapping his biahazard tat on his ass and sticking two fingers inside his ass, taking out a bit of his bf's hot poz cum and licked his fingers. He winked at Josh and left. When he made it back into the main room, the party was at full swing there as well. Some people were still dancing, although most of them only in shoes and underwear. The others were busy fucking, jerking and sucking each other. Some guys were by the bar fighting over who's gonna get a very special drink - a glass full of the bartender's warm piss, when he needs to release it again. He saw Sam, sitting on one of the stools, his big, pierced, toxic cock worshipped by three hungry sluts. He saw Duke, bent over one of the tables, getting his mancunt filled with all cum available. He found Ray, who was sitting by one of the tables, drinking a beer, while his heavily pierced cock was being sucked off by one hungy slut under the table. At the entrance, he saw his uncle and his boyfriend making out, while filling the asses of two boys - the part-time workers at their shop with poz cum, while they too were kissing, with read faces, moaning. He felt Aaron's hand on his bare ass and he realised he was only wearing his leather boots. He laughed, gave Aaron a hot wet kiss and they went in to join the fuck-fest hand in hand. The party went on until 6 in the morning and til the night over, everyone who stayed past midnight gave in to the lust and joined the fun. Not one cock stayed soft or dry and not one pair of balls stayed full. Tony was in heaven!

Just got back from a meeting in London. I slipped away early and vsited a sleazy gay cinema near King's cross. It is small and dark and normally full of old trolls wanking off to the movies. You can stand at the back and pretty much do what you want as the management never seems to down into the screen room. It smells, and the floor is always slippy with cum. I descended the stairs and went into the small theater which has about 20 seats. It was unusually full with a number of guys standing at the back. They were all middle-aged or older and watching a tall, thin black guy of about 50 or so who had his trousers and pants down and was jacking off a long, smooth cock. I opened my fly and dragged out my cock and rubbed it hard. The black guy flashed me a grin and beckoned me over. We jacked each other for a while and then I bent over and sucked his dick which was drooling pre-cum. I noticed the men around me start to get their cocks out. The black guy started feeling my arse and I undid my belt so he could push my pants down and expose it to his probing finger. I stood up and let my trousers fall to my ankles. We kissed and then he turned me round and I felt his cock pushing between my arse-cheeks. He bent me over a seat and spat on my hole. I felt my heart start to pound and then he pressed some poppers under my nose. I was lost. My head swam and I felt my arse-hole open as his cock slid in me - bare. No question of condoms. It was deep and smooth and I groaned as he fucked me. The men clustered round, and I was surrounded by stiff cocks. I took one in my mouth and felt horny old fingers spreading my cheeks so they could see the cock sliding into me. After a while, he bent over me and I felt his hot breath on my ear. "You're a dirty slut, aren't you?" I could only nod in reply. "I wanna see all these men fuck you" he whispered. I shuddered and reached for his poppers and took a deep sniff. I heard him chuckle and then his cock left me. I looked over my shoulder and saw him beckon to a fat old man who had taken off his shirt and dropped his pants. His cock was fat and white in the gloom. The old troll waddled over and I felt his cock nosing into me. I panicked and tensed up, but the black guy fed me more poppers and whispered "Relax, baby. Go with it. You know you want it, don't you?" The fat guy was in me now, huffing and blowing as he fucked me. He didn't last long. Before I knew it, I felt him throb and my arsehole went wet with his sperm. What had I done? He pulled out, and the black guy held my shoulders down. "Who's next?" he whispered. And then another cck slid up me and I felt myself letting go, giving myself up to it as the second cock spurted in me. As a third one slid up me, the black guy bent and whispered in my ear. "You're really fucked now, baby. When he's done I'm going to fuck you too and give you my gift. Welcome to the club"

2. I sat at home an hour, naked, my cock dripping, the butt plug still deep in my hole. I couldn’t focus. I kept rocking on my couch moving the butt plug around in my hole, feeling it stretch in different directions and pull at my well used ring. It felt good, but not as good as Sir’s cock had felt, and a little voice inside my head started to wonder if I could wait till Sir was done with work. Maybe Sir was right, maybe I did need fucked again right now. Some part of me still couldn’t really believe I was doing it, but I pulled up Scruff and started looking for someone who looked like he had a big cock and would use me like Sir had. I started to scroll, and looked anew at some of the guys who had said they weren’t into “just a blow job.” With my new need to be fucked a whole new set of guys were available to me. I had one in mind really from the start if I am honest. A 45 year old Daddy, a little on the heavier side, with hard furry pecs. He also sent me pictures of his monstrously thick cock. Every time he messaged me he said he wanted to pound my hole and I’d always put him off. But not today. I sent him a quick hello and scrolled through more guys while I waited. It didn’t take long for him to rely. “Hey! How are you today?” “I’m good. Kinda horny,” I lied. I was dying I was so horny. “Same. Although I’ve told you before I’m not into the blow job only scene.” “Well that’s good,” I replied, “'cause I want you to fuck me.” “Oh yeah? What changed your mind?” I thought for a long moment and then decided to answer truthfully, “I just too my first raw cock and honestly I’m horny as fuck for more.” “Fuck! How long ago?” “Like a few hours ago.” “Oh shit! His load still in you?” “Yeah. It's being held in by a butt plug.” “Fuck yes! You want me to add to that cummy hole?” “Yes Sir! Come over and breed me.” I sent him my address. “Be there in 15. Leave the plug in but be naked. I don’t have a lot of time today so I want that hole ready.” “I’m already naked. Come and get it,” was my response. He said nothing else, and my heart was pounding for the eleven minutes it took him to get to my place. I buzzed up the Daddy and then waited by the door for him, my hole clenched tight around the plug wedged in me. When he knocked I flung the door open, forgetting for a second that I was naked. “Good boy,” he said pushing inside. He closed the door behind him and pulled off his shirt. My cock dripped with anticipation as he kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants. He hadn’t bothered to wear underwear and his cock was already half hard. Without having to be told what to do I dropped to my knees and swallowed his thick mushroom head. His cock wasn’t as big as Sir’s but it was thick and I knew it would feel amazing slamming in and out of my wet hole. The Daddy was clearly only interested in having me suck him just long enough to get him completely hard, because as soon as his cock was at full attention he pushed me off and said “Bend over the couch kid.” I jumped up off my knees and rushed over to the couch in my living room. I knelt on the seats and bent over the back, exposing my plugged hole to him. “Fuck you weren’t kidding. That’s fucking hot boy. Be even hotter if that hard little prick of yours was locked up in a cage. Show everyone what a good bottom slut you are.” He started to pull on the plug, first tugging it back against my ring and then pushing it back inside. I groaned, and he laughed. “You love feeling this plug in your cunt boy?” “Yes,” I whimpered. “I bet you’ll love my cock even more then,” and suddenly he pulled the plug from my hole with a wet pop. I gasped, I felt cold air hit my hole and knew that I was gaping open from being stretched for so long. Then warm spit hit my hole followed by the unmistakable head of a cock. I pushed back against his cock, willing it inside of me. I was in no mood to be teased. I wanted that dick and I wanted it right now. The Daddy quickly obliged and grabbing my hips, slammed his cock all the way inside me. With a grunt he began to slam into me. A wet squishing sound seemed to echo around me as he drilled my wet hole. I knew this wasn’t going to be a long fuck. This man intended to rut my hole, this man who’s name I also did not know, was going to breed me. His right hand left my hip and entwined itself in my hair, pulling me up and forcing my back to arch deeper. He slammed harder and harder. Finally, with something like a roar he pushed my face down into the couch and rutted his cock balls deep in my ass, his seed pumping deep into my guts. He held me down until he was finished. He stayed there for a minute till his breath returned to normal. Then he withdrew, roughly shoving the plug back into my hole. I whimpered. “Stay just like that boy. I want to look at that well bred cunt as I leave.” I obeyed and stayed on the couch with my ass in the air until I heard the front door close. It was then that I noticed the puddle of precum on the couch from where my cock had dripped and quickly lapped it up. I was still so fucking horny.

BONUS CHAPTER TODAY!!! PREPARING FOR THE CEREMONY The next morning was a bit unusual. The father did not arrive until sometime after 8am. He arrived to our room carrying a small bag with him. As usual, he instructed me to assume the position. This time however, he removed a condom with frozen seed in it. He explained that this was known as a “Devils dick” filled with seed from positive toxic men. He explained that although the seed was once toxic, it was no longer that way, but it provided for a cummy cunt, and as Zack and I had been caged, it was important that he lube me up before hand. He untied the end of the condom, and proceeded to squirt the cum from it up my cunt. It was quite unusual feeling cold cum rather than hot steamy cum. He worked it into my cunt with his fingers, being sure to scratch my insides with his fingers before mounting me. After seeding me, father Joseph explained that he drew my blood, to see if I had indeed converted. Both Zack and I waited with baited breath, and at the same time, just said, “and?” Father Joseph just said we would find out shortly. He provided both of us with beautiful white robes, and instructed Zack to breed me, however I was not to breed Zack. Once finished, we were instructed to put the robes on, and wait for a brethren to retrieve us. We waited with anticipation, and in walks brother Stephen. He whipped out his cock, exclaiming that he had arrived to prepare me for the ceremony. As usual, brother Stephen showed no mercy in his use of me. He slapped my face, and my caged cock several times, and grasped my balls tightly, torturing them. He then forced me onto all fours and slathered my ass in J Lube, putting a rubber glove on his rather large hand. He said that father Joseph had instructed him to breed me, but he wanted to loosen my ass up with his fist first. I was a bit worried, as I had never taken a fist before. The J Lube was cold and somewhat slimy, but to my surprise, brother Stephen wasn’t treating me as rough as he usually did. He started out with four fingers up my ass and progressed until his hand was in me up to his wrist. Once to the wrist, he began twisting his hand in my ass. It was painful, but in a good way. After about 5-10 minutes, he pulled his fist out, and shoved his massive cock up my ass. Although his cock was nice and thick, it somehow felt like a hot dog in Yankee Stadium, compared to his fist. THE RESULTS ARE IN After seeding me, brother Stephen said it was time for the ceremony to begin. Both Zack and I were in our white robes, and led to the chapel. Upon entering, the first thing that was noticed was two side by side St Andrews crosses. With a small covered table between them. Father Joseph removed our robes, and tied each of us to the crosses. I was tied to the cross with my ass facing out, while Zack was tied with his ass to the cross. There were several others in attendance, including Austin, Stephen, Jay and a few others that we did not really know. All in all there were 8 others there. Father Joseph addressed the members by proclaiming that today was to be a celebration for both Zack and I. He continued by saying that although he had suspected that I had converted, blood tests confirmed that it was true, and that I was now carrying Zacks HIV strain in my body. The congregation rose, and applauded. With that, a familiar face entered the chapel, the tattoo artist. He uncovered the table between us to reveal a tattoo gun, and various bottles of ink. He moved over to Zack, and began to tattoo a beautiful scorpion tattoo on his crotch. Surrounding the tattoo were the words, “Feel my sting.” Once done with Zack, he moved towards me, and began to tattoo a bio hazard tattoo on the small of my back, just above my ass. Although I figured it was a bio hazard symbol, he also wrote something around it. At the time, I wasn’t sure what it was, but later saw that it said, “Ask and ye shall receive.” Once done, father Joseph removed us from the crosses, and removed our cock cages. What a relieve it was for both of us! The father told the congregation that it was time to celebrate, and invited them to remove all of their clothes. He indicated that there would first be a receiving line for Zack and I, however it was meant to be a quick greeting, and that although the congregation was welcome to have me stick my cock in them, or their cocks into Zack, there was not to be any long term breeding to take place. Two or three minutes was the maximum for each person. Once they had greeted us, they were welcome to remain and share their seed with other members of the congregation, as father Joseph would exclusively celebrate with Zack and I. The congregation immediately shed their clothing, and a line formed starting with Zack. As each member approached, they all kissed us, and gave their congratulations. Each and every member took Zacks cock in either their ass or mouth, and I shoved my cock up each of their asses, or down their throat. Now that I look back, Austin was the only one who had oral, but not anal sex. Perhaps it was because we had sex earlier, or he was just a bit shy? Of all of the kisses, his was by far the most passionate however. After the receiving line ended, the church hall became one huge orgy. Everyone seemed to be having an amazing time, breeding and getting seeded. As for Zack, father Joseph and I, father Joseph instructed Zack to assume the position. He instructed me to mount his ass at the same time. It was one of the most amazing fucks, I had ever had. Father Joseph was like a bitch in heat, doing most of the work by moving back and forth on Zacks ass, and my cock. Sadly, this session lasted only about ten minutes, as our cocks had been straining and our nut sacks full of seed from being caged.

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.

NOTICE: The first chapter has some part about straight sex. This is not explicit and is only used to set up the story. Chapter 1 - Sun, sea & sex After a long flight the plane landed at around 10am at Miami International Airport. “I hope we don’t have to wait too long getting our luggage”, said Christian. Sven nodded and said “First to our hotel and then straight to the beach”. Christian Smiled. Nearly 2 hours later they stepped out of the airport and in to the burning sun. They quickly got a taxi to their hotel. When they arrived at their room they opened their suitcases. Both boys started to strip. “I will rub sunscreen on you if you do me” Sven said. Christian didn’t answer and started to rub sunscreen on his brothers athletic body. When they where both glistening Sven gave his brother a big hugh and said “Missed doing stuff together, bro”. “Me too!” replied Christian. “When you broke up with your girlfriend you had more time to party again!” he continued. Sven smiled and said “Don’t worry i’ll keep in mind that you can’t party as much as a single dude like me!”. “NO! we’ll go party hard” Christian said. Sven looked confused and said “But you girlfriend?”. “…is no longer my girlfriend. I dumped her a yesterday!” Christian added. Sven didn’t know what to say. “I decide it last month but waited until our vacation so she can’t bother me!”. Both started laughing. They put on their shorts, packed a bag and put on their sunglasses. “Let the party begin!” said Sven while walking out the door. Walking side by side you would swear that you’re seeing double. These two young blond gods made lots of heads turn on their way to the beach. After they arrived on the beach they laid down on their beach towels. After 40 minutes they heard some girls laughing. “You are so damn hot!” a girl said. The boys removed their sunglasses and see 6 hot girls standing besides them. “We can say the same about you” Sven replies with a smile. “We are you from?” another girl asks while sitting down beside Christian. “Sweden” both boys reply. The other girls also sit down around the boys. “Are they all this hot in sweden?” one of the girls ask. Before they can reply another girl says “How do you like my new bikini?”. Both boys take a good look. “No need to answer… you can see the answer in their shorts!”. The boys are completely overwhelmed by the girls. “Can i feel” a girl says while slipping her hand up Sven’s leg. Another girl slips her hand up the Christian’s leg. “WOW” says one girl “We found what we are looking for!”. “Looking for what?!” Sven asks. “We are porn actresses and we have our own website. Every week we go out looking for one or two guys at the beach. Ask them to come with us to party and fuck us. We record it and and put it on our website” a girl explains. “Thank you but NO!” says Sven. Christian gives Sven a nudge and says “BRO! Look at them. We came here to party so let’s do it! I don’t mind being filmed. I already have some homemade movies of me and my ex on XTUBE! And because we look-a-like you could say you’re on there too!”. Sven looks around and asks “We get to fuck you all?”. All girls nod while one says “as long and as often you like”. “We’ll do it!” Christian says enthusiastic. “Follow us” a girl says while standing up. The boys grab their stuff together and follow the girls. Chapter 2 - The party starts They arrive at a big villa and follow the girls in. In the living room there are 4 boys busy setting up everything. “These are the guys that help us with sound and light” says a girl. “Sit down, relax” adds another one. They are handed a bottle with Gatorade not knowing that it is laced with G. After 20 minutes Sven and Christian begin to feel woozy. One of the girls sees this and walks towards one of the boys busy setting up. She walks back to the twins and starts explaining that they want give them something to be sure that they stay hard during filming. Also she tells them that they have to take some blood to do a quick hiv test. When the twins nod two girls remove their shorts and start rubbing the boys chests. Two boys come over with a syringe and while the girls keep them busy both boys slowly enter the needle in the cocks and slowly push the content of the syringe inside. “Now you can stay hard for the rest of the night” a girl says laughing. “Now to get some blood” the girl says. Two boys add a strap around the twins arms. The twins can’t see whats happing because the two girls are keeping them focus on something else. Instead of sliding a empty syringe in to pull blood a syringe with red liquid is slowly injected in the arm. Just before the strap is released the girls whisper in the twins ears “Your fucked!”. Before the boys realize whats happening the strap is released. Both start coughing as their bodies are taken over by an almighty high! They can vaguely see the girls leaving while saying “that there job is done!”. The four boys in the room pick up the boys and drag them into the shower to be cleaned out before bringing them to another room. The room is a bit darker and there are two slings in the middle. They put the twins in the sling and restrain the hands and feet. Then 3 guys enter the room. One of the guys is a tall muscular black guy. He begins to speak “Welcome to my house… To be clear: there’s no pussy fucking in my crib. EXCEPT boy pussy, YOUR PUSSY!”. The twins are to high to completely understand the situation. The big black dude continues “I already converted 16 boys like you that star on my exclusive pornsite and you two will become the big stars”. He gives a sign to one of the boys that presses a button on a keyboard. The guy concludes by saying “in 30 seconds we get broadcasted live to more than 7000 people worldwide that payed 5000 dollar to see you two straight boys get transformed into meth addicted sluts that begs us for our ‘special’ cum loads”. The big black guy drops his pants followed by the two guys (both latinos) behind him. Three massive cocks are revealed. The black cock is nearly 14inches and as thick as a wrist. The other two guys are with 11.2 inches a bit smaller. The four other boys in the room are also naked now and two of them carry a camera. Chapter 3 - Live conversion “WELCOME EVERYBODY THATS WATCHING! You are part of something special. Not just to boys, but brothers: Twin brothers!” says the black man. “The coming days you will see how we turn these two into our willing slaves. You can decide what we going to do with them. And for 50000 dollars you can join us here and for the right price i will sell them to you!” he concludes. The twins feel how a hose is stuffed in there ass. Then they feel a thick fluid filling their ass. Both latinos walk up to them and both jam two fingers up the twins asses. both scream. While the two guys work more fingers up their asses the thick fluid leaks out and is lubricating their hands. When they both have 4 fingers inside they pull them out leaving a gaping and leaking hole. “Shard” yells the black dude. The two boys place a large shard inside the open hole. Both guys place their big dicks against the hole. They lean forward and tell the boys to relax. The pressure is building on the sphincter. Sven begins to resist. “Yeah boy fight it. I love seeing your pain!” the latino guy says. The cock begins working his way inside. Sven starts to scream. The top grabs his throat and starts chocking. Sven has panic in his eyes and his body begins to shake. The top releases his throat and Sven gasps for are relaxing enough to let the dick completly disappear inside. Also Christian’s ass gives way and the big cock shoots forward deep inside. Christian screams in pain. But after few minutes the shards get absorbed by the body and the pain changes in to pleasure. Both tops see the boys changing and pull out completely leaving a open hole. Both boys feel relieved, but after a few seconds the feeling of emptiness kicks in. Both begin to move their asses around moaning. “If you want to get your ass filled… ask… no better yet! BEG!” says the black guy. Sven is the first to break and begins begging “Please.. i want it… give me please… i can’t take it!”. Following his brother Christian also start to beg. For both tops is this the moment they waited for and both ram their cocks deep inside and begin to piston fuck both boys asses. “Beg for their cum… Beg them to breed you… If you don’t they will stop fucking you!”. Both boys start to beg them to give them their load. The guy fucking Christian unties his hands and orders him to start pinching and twisting his nipples. Christian start to play with his nipples harder and harder. “I want you to beg me to covert your ass… to impregnate you with my devil cum!”. Christian now understands what he means. He wants to fight it but the feeling is bigger, he gives in and yells “Give me your devil seed and convert me… please!”. The top starts to roar and plants his dick deep inside before unloading a massive load deep in Christian. Christian get so turned on that his dick explodes with cum. One of the boys runs to him and start sucking on the still exploding dick swallowing it all. “Yes! you get it… Do you want us to spare your brother or let him experience to be a total slut” says the top. Christian knows that he wants never wants to be without his brother share and everything. So he says to his brother “I love you. i want to be with you forever as one”. Sven replies “i want that too”. Hearing that answer he starts to cry and yells “Breed my brothers ass. Spread your DNA. Let him become one with me!”. The tops starts pumping harder and faster. Christian is helped out of the sling and manoeuvred to the other sling. “SUCK YOUR BROTHERS COCK UNTIL HE UNLOADS IN YOUR MOUTH” yells the top. He starts sucking his brothers cock. This makes Sven tighten his muscles milking the big dick until it explodes deep in his ass. Shivers go up Sven spine forcing him to cum inside his brothers mouth. Christian start swallowing his brother’s cum. “I want to taste some too” says Sven. So with a mouth full of cum Christian moves over to Sven and start kissing him deep and intense while feeding him cum. NEXT CHAPTER IS CUMMING SOON!!!

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.

My first cum dump experience: I visited Denver in April 2018, got a cheap hotel room, and started looking for fun. First guy was really hot, looking for some dom sub fun. Love that kind of play. He force fed me his cock, and fucked me, going back and forth on this. Tied me up a little as he fucked me too. After playing for a couple hours we sat and shared a smoke and chatted in between me sucking his cock. After he left I started looking for more. Found a little bit older guy that came over. We shared a quick smoke, and then I sucked his cock for a little while. Then he fucked me hard until cumming in my slutty hole. The third guy I found was a hot black guy, not much for conversation, but had a big cock. I sucked his cock to get him hard, then he bent me over the bed and fucked me hard. It was so hot, and my hole was really open at that point. As he got close to cumming he asked if I wanted it in me, or on me. I was so high and horny I moaned to cum in me. He picked up the pass saying he was going to breed me. It was so hot feeling his cum fill my hole. At this point it was about 4am, and I was getting tired. I did find a pair of guys that wanted to play in their hotel room. One a hot thin black guy, and the other a older white guy. We played for a little while with me sucking their cocks and them playing some with my hole. I finally decided to head back to my room and get some sleep. That was the end of my first cum dump experience, but it made me so hungry for more.

no idea - in one night definitively over 100: in a Sex-event in Barelin, I started to offer my cunt at the bar and since a fuckbuddy was standing next to me and counted, I know that I received 70 charges there; and assume that over the rest of the night I easily got another 30. In total... somewhere between 4000 and 5000 perhaps?

21. Someone banged on the door. It was Saturday morning. Tony opened the door and saw Aaron's brother Chase. "Hi! Is... Aaron home?" "Yeah sure" answered Tony and called for Aaron. When the two brothers saw each other, they laughed and hugged. "What are you doing here?" "I came to give this to you." said Chase and gave Tony a rather big stash of money and added: "that's the money grandpa and grandma saved for you over the years before they died. Mum told me, that they wished all of their money went to us after they die. I convinced Mum and Dad to take it out of the bank, so that I could give it to you. You need it more than me anyway!" "That's a lot of money Chase! Thank you!" Aaron hugged his brother. "Uhmm.... one more thing! I was wondering if... if we could see each other sometimes? I mean it's not like you're gonna come home for Christmas or something" said Chase on his way out and laughed nervously. Aaron hugged him again and said: "Of course! Call me anytime you want! Anytime!" "Hello! Is this Mr. Bensen?" "Yeah... I am, who are you and why are you calling?" "I'm Aaron Zhan. I work with Ray in the tattoo salon next to your building. Ray told me you wanted to sell it?" Could we meet up sometime?" Aaron and Tony both met up with Mr. Bensen the next day. Aaron got to know about him from Ray when he was getting his biohazard tat, which now proudly rested across his upper back.. He was a short man in his fifties. "Ya know, I wanted to make a bar out of this place, but both of my partners for the thing backed out and the whole plan just crashed." He showed them around. It was a single floor building, right next to RAY'S. The above ground space consisted out of 5 rooms - two smaller ones, two big ones, and the final one was a bathroom with multiple urinals and toilets. The real deal was underground! The underground consisted out of one big ass room with an amazing, huge dancefloor. Some things were already in place - for example a big black bar with stools and shelves and everything! Behind the bar was a storage room. There were four doors leading from the big room - one back to the stairs up, one on the further end with a long corridor with six doors on each side - similar to the one in the bar Tony liked to go to, one to the bathroom, again with multiple stalls and urinals, and the final one led to two more medium sized rooms. "Is the original price still up?" asked Aaron towards Mr. Bensen. "It is." "We'll take it then." "Great! You won't be disapointed!" "We know we won't." Tony and Aaron grinned at each other. The preparations started on Tuesday. They bought lights, a red retro jukebox, a lot of alcohol (thank god the licence came with the building). They closed a deal with Ray and his shop and became partners. They brought one of their common walls down so that the two buildings were connected, made a website. Then they bought two more tattoo chairs, an a lot of gear for tattoos and piercings and the first of the two big rooms, now connected to Ray's tattoo room was made into an even bigger and better tattoo room! The second big room was divided in two by a wall. The first one with the entrance to the building was the "reception room" and the waiting room. The second one was filled with other stuff - poppers, dildos, porn, some clothing and all kinds of other stuff. The two smaller rooms were made into simple "offices". One for Aaron and Tony, one for future employees. The corridor with six doors was painted red and black, illuminated with dim lightning and each room got either a bed or a sex sling. The second corridor with two rooms got other kind of special treatment. The first bigger room was made into showers - like the ones at Tony's gym and they even built in a sauna in the back of the big room. The other room stayed for now empty. All of this was payed by the money Aaron's grandparents saved for him, plus most of Tony's savings. It wasn't cheap at all! Uncle Rick also donated some money to the cause. They got a few calls from multiple porn companies which saw their website and were interested in renting out some of their rooms for a few hours during the week for shooting their scenes, and Aaron and Tony figured out, they paid rather generously! Then they hired two young guys to help out in the as a part-time job (they switched every other day and only for a few hours in the afternoon) The shop, tattoo parlor, bar and sex club all in one was now no longer called RAY'S. The new neon sign above the entrance now read: DEIMOS in red neon lights and beneath it: the best and hottest gay club in town! Then it was only time to plan the first event! They naturally came up with a steamy fuck-fest!

i've known, and loved, KptNLine for a long time, we've had a lot of discussion off thread. i don't think i am speaking out of turn to say that i consider him a great friend, but also a source of experience when it comes to D/s dynamic because i know he has been married to a Dom husband for several years and lives a lot of this stuff daily. He is thoughtful, self aware, honest and articulate, so i value his input in discussions. Something i touched on in my post/s and also noticed a few others, like nellie26 noted, is the relationship factor and how it figures in to "endurance." Going back to my first reply, the Dom guy i wrote about was a hook up. We had talked back and forth a bit online, but He wasn't a FB or ongoing relationship. Where He differed was with the connection i felt with Him, before we even met and had sex, that was confirmed and reinforced by our actual meet up and sex. First of all, He was "all Top." i laughed with resonation when i read "(I'm a Dom Top, I hate that versatile shit)" in flacogeder's original post. i personally seek out "all Top" on hook up sites, vs "versatile" or "versatile top." i'll hook with pretty much anyone who wants to breed me, but the guys i feel the deepest connection with are the "all Top" guys, and that "connection" absolutely affects my endurance. i recognized Him as someone i wanted, not just the fuck. Over the course of about 2 hours, He moved me into all sorts of positions and He was obviously into penetrating me as deeply as He could get, position changes seemed to be to facilitate that? He was the quietly verbal and gently assertive, which has the effect of pushing all my submissive slut buttons. i felt every bit of Him the whole time, but didn't get anywhere near "worn out." He had a lot of control over Himself, and pissed inside of me several times as part of the fuck before He came. Piss is not a very good lube, kind of makes for friction that would normally take away from my endurance, but i honestly didn't realize He had pissed in me until the next morning when some of it came out of me. A certain percentage of my experiences has been with guys similar to Him. When i feel that connection, it's so thorough that (i know this may sound corny) it's like we are one and the idea of worn out and needing to recuperate doesn't enter the picture. It is the Top who makes and breaks the connection. After He breaks the connection, i am left with a sort of ambivalence. Yes, i am maybe feeling physically spent sometimes, but even then, also emotionally nurtured. i do feel a sort of, hesitant to use the word "relief"? because i simultaneously feel a void too, like something vital is missing or has been taken away. For me, that identifies a crux of the D/s dynamic (i.e., the D/s dynamic that i appreciate, i know there are plethora types of that dynamic). "Recuperation" has several factors to it for me. i have not ever separated the physical from the rest of me (emotional/mental)... at least, with a guy. i can't take my fuck machine for even a half hour, but a dildo has a different texture than skin, physically speaking, and there is never the emotional/mental connection with a machine, sex is purely mechanical. E.g., i might be able to take it much longer if a Top was operating the machine? i have experienced Tops who used their hand or toys and were so into it that the toy became an extension of Them and i felt connected to Them. Others, it is just mechanical and i tire very quickly. For me, a lot of the answer to Your question keeps going back to You (i.e., the Top). If You make Your bottom cum, he may 'need' (want) to recuperate before even getting fucked. i know there are some Tops who love that dynamic, i.e., they want to fuck a bottom who is already 'worn out' or not horny and just taking it because the Top wants it. Then there is the opposite, where the Top controls the bottoms orgasm and purposely manipulates the bottoms horniness. In that case, i think many (most?) bottoms are going to have a much higher threshold for fucking and can go longer before having to recuperate. That need, would seem to then depend on conditioning (and i think that can be both physical and psychological, but i am talking physical here), at least to some extent? At some point along the way, my hole changed (i bet many bottoms will agree with this). It went from being primarily an organ for elimination to primarily a receptive sex organ. Just the use of my hole for fucking has changed it. Mine opens a lot quicker than it used to and is always a little opened just from having been used so much. Guys who fist and train with large toys can take that to a whole different level. i have barely taken a hand, but imagine guys who regularly take a fist or huge toys would not need to recuperate from getting fucked in the same way? I.e., their endurance would be greater? And that's all physical stuff. Psychological factors can increase physical endurance too. this is getting long lol, i'll stop now

Only a dirty sex addict cum pig would do such a filthy thing. I'm glad to hear that im not the only cum-slut who has done this before. When you can't find any cocks or cum in local bathrooms or in the back video booths of your local porn stores. You always have plan B. And that is to fill your mouth full of all that cum on the walls and floors. Then wrap your cum covered hand around your hard cock. Lube up your own cock with all that thick cum that random strangers dumped on the floor and jerk off your cock. If your like me. You add to the fun and take a few hits of poppers. Now I'm very horny. As im jerking off my cum covered cock. I swallow some of the cum in my mouth. As im thinking about what a nasty cumhungry faggot I really am. If my girlfriend or buds could see what I was doing with all that random cum on the floor. Fuck yeah

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.

Got lucky last night, had arranged to meet a reg to get my first load of the year (yeah I was off to a slow start) at a weekly leather night, and hopefully a few extra cocks too. As we'd arranged to meet late, I stopped off at a park on the way to try my luck, just have a bit of fun before giving my mate my virgin hole (well, virgin for this year). I walked up to two guys who were jerking off together along one of the paths, got my cock and and was accepted to join them, one dropped to his knees and started to blow me, but after a minute or so, he stood up and just walked away, not sure why. I sucked the remaining guy and he started to play with my hole... well what was I to do, I stood up, spit on my hand and lubed myself up and he then slid his cock up me. A few mins of pounding and he said he was about to cum, so I pushed back to let him know I love taking seed and he let me have it. I started to walk along another path and spotted the guy who sucked me and walked away. He led me to a small shelter and we traded blow jobs, then he decided to fuck me, sadly wrapped but his cock was nice n big so... ditched my pants and got on all 4's in front of the shelter on the grass at the edge of the oval where the shelter was. A few guys walked past and looked for a bit, but none joined in sadly. After a few mins of taking his cock, he started to loose his boner and we parted ways. Decided to walk into the direction that the guys who'd watched us went into and saw two guys starting to fuck, got my cock out to watch. Bottom guy stopped and turned around, top guy grabbed my cock and went down on me, then I returned the favor, but let him know I was up for being fucked and he obliged, he only lasted and minute or so and bred me in front of the other guy, I then sucked the other guy and slipped my cock into him for a bit, then he fucked me, pounded away for a bit, saw a couple of guys on bikes and moved a bit more into the shadows of the trees and kept fucking me. the guys on the bikes started to watch, the guy fucking me gave up and the shorter of the two bike guys just walked up and slipped his cock up me as his mate watched, he kept encouraging his mate to take a go at me too, but he was hesitant. After a few mins of being pounded by short bike guy, he stopped, so I bent over and sucked his cock, tasting the two loads I had up me already, then sucked the 2nd bike guy. 2nd bike guy then started to fuck me against a tree, as he did another guy showed up. 5 or so mins of being fucked by 2nd bike guy, I heard the sounds of someone coming and saw over my shoulder that short bike guy was being fucked by the new comer and he blown whilst being fucked. both bike guys then left, sadly didn't get either of their seed, but the top fucking short bike guy needed a hole as he was left high and dry.. Lucky me, he just stepped up to my arse and let me have it, fucked me for a good 5 mins then blasted his load up me. It was then time to meet my mate at the club, so I headed off, after taking 7 cocks and 3 loads. Club was a bit of a let down, not much going on, mate bred me then let another guy fuck me who'd been watching and he shot a load up me, but that was it for the club, all the fun was in the park on the way. Definitely lost my 2019 virginity.

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.

Check out some of the clips of Jesse O'Toole and his vids for Treasure Island Media. There is pure delight on his face when he's fucking - and he never pulls out. They put subtitles on the screen when Jesse cums .. ?

Up to 5 fingers and counting!

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

Here's another hot story from the old bugshare site for my bareback blog. http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/05/stealth-pozzing-19yo-newbie.html ........................... When I got home I got a big surprise—a phone call from a 19 year old I’d POZZED 3 months ago. I‘d been only the second one to TOP him, and never thought I’d hear from him again. We met last June. I couldn’t wait to caress his youthful, tender Ass. He, in turn, went down on me, and sucked me close to Cumming. I stopped him cause I had better use for my POZ Cum than that. He’d find that out. I led him to the bedroom. He tried to escape my engorged Cock, but I trapped him to the mattress. He began to whimper, so I kissed him and whispered sweet nothings in his ear. I fucked him slowly, with powerful deep thrusts. I hit his Prostate, and he felt it. I couldn't hold back—filled his Virgin Hole with hot POZ Jizm, paused to allow my Toxic Seed to settle, then began to fuck him hard and fast. He bellowed in shear pleasure. After 15 minutes he reached down and felt my Dick. His eyes went wide. "No Rubber? Don’t Cum in me, OK? Shoot on my Chest and Stomach.” I acquiesced. He hadn’t counted on my Special Gift—that I can Cum a half dozen times, depending on the NEG-AND-SEX-APPEAL of the Dude I’m GIFTING. And Joey boy was VERY NEG and VERY SEXY. I fucked him harder. God, the Kid appealed to me—so young and vibrant and voluptuous! I felt It tingle in my Balls, rising toward my Piss Slit! I shot again, inundating his Guts with my POZ Jism. And kept on screwin’ for half an hour longer. “I’M CUMMIN!” That was him; not me. He hadn’t even touched himself. I was fucking the NEG Shit out of him. How I wanted to swallow his last NEG Load. I slowed my pace and licked up what I could, without stopping. "Man are you going to Cum or what?" he asked, almost exasperated. I had a duty to perform, and didn’t want to shirk my obligation. I responded I’d shoot soon. I wanted my first Loads to fester for as long as possible, so I intentionally held off and fucked him for another quarter-hour. "Please Cum! I can't take this any longer!" I spooged all over him. He got so excited at the sight of my raw Seed. He said he was afraid that I would Cum in him. He wanted to play Safe. I only smiled—I may have POZZED another one. ***************************************************************************************************************************** “Hello.” "It’s me, Joey, remember? Three months ago. I’ve tested POZ. You didn’t….?" “Wasn’t me, Joey. I never came in you. Have you played with someone else?” “A couple—but they all wore Condoms.” “Then it must have been a friggin’ accident. A broken Rubber or something. Tell you what. Cum over and we’ll talk about it.” “Are you POZ?” I hesitated. To continue the charade or tell the truth. “Yes, I am.” “I’ll be over in 30 minutes.” Talk we never did—at least not that evening. Talk is cheap, and not what I was in the mood for. He arrived visibly upset, wearing Tank Top and Cutoffs, and, for the record, no underwear. I asked if he wanted anything to drink. “Ginger Ale would be fine.” He’d drunk Ginger Ale the first night, too. Silently we sat on the couch. I massaged his inner thigh, worked up his pant leg, brushed his past his Balls, and stroked his soft Cock with nimble, practiced fingers. Magnificent! My POZ Child’s Shaft was hardening. I unbuttoned his cutoffs. The well-worn zipper glided easily, exposing his infected tumid Shaft. I couldn’t wait to taste his POZ Precum, knowing one so recently knocked up must be rife with the Virus. Yeah, I was responsible; and proud of it! I shoved my unlubed index finger up his Pussy. He jerked reflexively, then relaxed. I led him to the bedroom leaving his Cutoffs on the couch, pulled off his Tank Top, lubed up with Vaseline, and fucked him for an hour. I came 4 times, and with each climax acknowledged how good it felt to have my POZ Jizm flowing up his Pussy. By my 4th ejaculation, I think he knew exactly how he’d been POZZED. I began to masturbate him mercilessly. I worked his fat Cock faster, my hand but a blur upon his Tool. “Shoot your Toxic Jism, Joey. Shoot It down my throat. And promise me, you’ll remember— ’Tis better to give than to receive.’”

Am in Baltimore here, too, and willingness to travel for the right dick. Getting blown is of course great, too, sometimes.

you'll see in a minute???☣

my very favorite thing to have happen. I love when they blow their load and immediately pull their pants ups and haul ass. i quickly put in a big vibrator and thank them and tell them to send up whoever is outside my building! BTW, what city are you in?

Now that I’ve officially been off PrEP for two weeks, I’m looking for hvl breeders in the Los Angeles area. Can anyone here help a pup out?

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?

Once after a decent break from sex I met up with two guy with quite thick cocks. They took turns fucking me and getting me to suck them off. The whole time I was loving it but my ass was screaming at me to quit after the first hour. The ride home was uncomfortable, and it was a full week before my hole was fully recuperated. Another time I had a quickie with a 10” cock, and that put me down for a day. Im not use to long or thick cocks, so my ass usually needs a day to fully recover. Not that a little discomfort would keep me from having some more fun tho

I’ve been in a swing for over 4 hours being fucked by three super hung black guys with at least 10” dicks before and I was ready to go again just a hour or so later. It varies per bottom. With that being said I like the slight discomfort of going again immediately and using fresh cum for lube. The more rough the better to me. ?

THE WAITING GAME: With blood slams from both father Joseph and brother Zack in me, I knew it wouldn’t be long before my conversion took place. Father Joseph was a morning person, and it was routine for him to show up for the first daily breeding around 6am. After that, Zack and I would breed several times during the day, before the father came for his final blessing. Sure enough, about a week later, I felt the symptoms coming on. Fever, aches, chills, bone crushing fatigue and swollen glands. Father Joseph was pleased that the conversion process had begun. Both father Joseph and Zack helped me through this horrible period. Father Joseph explained that although it was apparent that my conversion was upon me, it was crucial to receive as much toxic seed as possible. He explained that I would be receiving multiple loads from him now, and the expectation was that Zack would breed me after he did, until he proclaimed what was to be my last load of the night. He never proclaimed that from this point forward. Father Joseph would come to our room several times per day, often walking in as Zack was planting his seed in me. My cunt had started to become a huge gaping prolapsed cum receptacle by now. There were times that I felt so ill, I did not even desires to be fucked, however the father reminded me that my body was at a very weak point, and that we must be sure the conversion had taken place. Most of the sex between Zack and I had been chemical free, however the father realized that in my weekend state, it would be in my best interest to rely upon drugs during our sessions. Although I did prefer sex while not on drugs, I realized that my body needed them while the conversion began. Brother Zack and I had discussed this in private. He agreed that he did not like the constant use of drugs, however he knew how my body was responding, and that it was in my best interest to accept them at this point in time. He assured me that once I converted, he was to be mine, and that we would only use drugs sparingly.

Bookstore today was fairly busy. I focused in on a beefy bearded 30 yr old. He was shy, and not really talkative, so I pulled my cock out and jerked it as I stood beside him. He watched quietly, and finally I turned to him and told him to suck it in a firm voice. He dropped to his knees and began giving a sloppy blowjob. I let him suck me a few minutes, then pulled out and told him to show me his ass. He reached in his pocket, handed me a rubber, then dropped his pants and bent over a bench. His ass was covered in black hair, and I drove my tongue in as deeply as possible. He tasted musty and I loved it. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I stood up and plunged into his hairy hole balls deep. He let out a brief grunt, but I kept fucking him steady. He asked if I was wrapped and I didn't answer him. I kept pounding him until my tingling balls unloaded in his guts. I moaned as I came, and he quickly jerked his cock and came just after me. Sliding off my cock he sat on bench, and I presented my still stiff cock for him to clean. He tongued me clean, and I tucked my cock back in my pants. I handed him back his rubber and thanked him for the raw ride. He half smiled and I nodded and left.

There is no way that I have not had at least 4000 loads pumped into me over the years. would not be surprised if it was more usually get bred 10-15 times every weekend alone.. Got bred six times last night at backroom and was still horny

Man don’t know what’s going on, but I’m constantly in heat and in need of big raw dick to stretch and flood me. So ... I’m out with friends at a local restaurant and bar to watch college football games. I love CFB but I NEED it still can’t think of anything but big dick. I open BBRT and notice a message from someone new, and he unlocked his pics. Holy. Fuck. I started trembling, and my ass twitching, at what I saw: A 30s something tall (6’4”), slim yet toned mixed dude. Oh and HUNG. Bigger than the guy I had on my Christmas vacation. THICK THICK 10 inches. We did FaceTime while I was in bathroom and sure enough everything checked out. I sent a message joking that he should come to the restaurant and we’d fuck in the bathroom. Provided the name and address, and where the bathroom is. Just one male bathroom. I also provided my phone number. Fast forward 20 minutes. Luckily all I’ve had was water ? and my phone goes off. It’s him ... texting that he’s here, parked out front. Ha. Told him to come in and just go to the bathroom. This was an absolutely quick fuck. I went into the handicap stall, closed the door and waited. I also took off my clothes and hung them up. He walked straight to me ... and wasted no time in pulling out his dick. He was freeballing in basketball shorts. One look at me and I was eagerly on my knees but only sucked his dick for a few seconds just for a taste and feel. I instinctively got on my hands and knees, face down ass up. He had lube and put some on his dick and my hole, then quickly slipped all his dick in in one firm stroke. Luckily the guy earlier in the week loosened me up enough ... but damn it still hurt a bit. Top didn’t care. He was there to put me in my place and bust a nut. Without missing a beat he started drilling my ass, using one hand to hold me down on my back and the other gripping my left hip. I felt so cheap and worthless ... face pushed against the filthy floor. Without warning and just a few minutes later he grunted, slammed balls deep and flooded me. I felt his load dripping out of my hole as he pulled out. He just walked out, leaving me shaking and dripping cum. I had to bust ... I grabbed some of his load and used it to jack off, while fingering myself. I shot a massive load on the floor ... I mean fuck, it HURT as I busted. I didn’t even clean up the mess. I wiped my ass a bit, put my clothes back on and headed back to my friends. Ha not one of them suspected or said anything.

Doublelist.com gets some of the traffic that used to be on CL. I'm in a small town area with a lot of tourist. The "straight" guys tend not to use the apps, BBRT, A4A etc. If I post on Doublelist get 2-3 viable responses where on CL always got 8-10. Doublelist isn't as geographically targeted as CL; have to use a broader geographhic area but easy to label specifically what area you're in. For example, I'm in small town on east coast of Florida and need to list in Orlando which is 50 miles away. Ran an ad for glory hole yesterday and got 3 very hott responses. All married and never see them active on the apps or sites; making the judgement call based on the pics they sent. Hadn't seen them before. Heck, even got one fire fighter from our local department. He was on his way home. Doublelist sure isn't CL yet................but it does produce some nice cock.

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.

After an extended time away, I have returned. There are a further 7 completed chapters to this story, working on an 8th. If you want more, show your appreciation for this comment. The story so far sees a neg twink, and a very toxic highly AIDS Master added to the script, among other fun pieces into the mix ? ☣️ ☠️ ?

yeah thats always fun!

I knew it was wrong – I wasn’t that naïve. But it felt so good and so natural I couldn’t resist. Sid started to fuck me with slow, deliberate strokes as Frank knelt in front of me and offered his cock to my mouth. I had never sucked a man’s cock before. The silkiness of it was exciting as was the salty drool of pre-cum oozing from the narrow, red slit. I began to suck it even as Sid started thrusting hard in and out of my arse. Suddenly, he pushed hard against me and I felt his cock stiffen and throb but I was so intent on sucking Frank, I barely noticed. The door opened and the old man from the TV room appeared. His entire body was wrinkled and slack-skinned, but his thick cock stood out from his sagging belly with a metal ring around his cock and balls. “Oh, it’s Arthur,” Laughed Frank. “How’s it going you dirty bastard?” Arthur licked his lips and came over to us and I felt his bony fingers probing my hole and the cock sliding into me. “Ok, Arthur. You look like you need a fuck.” With that, Sid pulled his long cock out of me and spread my cheeks. I felt the old man get behind me and his thick, veiny cock started to push into me. My arsehole stretched until I thought it couldn’t stretch any more, then his cock popped into me and slid in up to his balls. “Nice!” He grunted. “It’s all wet in there.” “Yeah,” said Sid. “I’ve just dropped a load up him. I’m off downstairs.” With that, he left. I was shocked. He had shot his spunk in me! All the fears and worries I had about safe sex came back to me, but Frank pushed the bottle under my nose and I sagged forward in surrender. “Cumming now.” Growled Arthur and leant over me, his whole body shuddering and I realised a second stranger was shooting up me. But it felt so good, I could only kneel there and let him do it. “That’s better.” He said as he pulled out of me. “You want a bit, Frank?” The other man shook his head. “Not yet. I’ll have it later.” Then they left, talking about something they’d seen in the news. I got off the couch and felt my hole which was wet and dripping with cum. Shaking, I pulled on my t-shirt and shorts, emptied the bin and went downstairs. Bill was making tea to take through to the others who were in the lounge. “You took your time.” He said. I blushed and turned away to put the bin outside. Then I heard him chuckle. “Oh, I see.” He said “ They’ve knocked up your cute little backside already, eh? What would your mother say.” I looked over my shoulder at my reflection in the mirror and saw the dark, wet patch in my shorts. Blushing furiously, I went out to the dustbin….what had I done? But my cock was stiff as I thought about it and I knew I would go back for more. After all, it was a bit late now, wasn’t it?

A JOINT CEREMONY PART 2: The father then led me back to the alter, where only 1 of my arms and both legs were bound to it. In addition, a rubber tube was placed around my right arm, and tied tightly, until the veins started popping out. The father removed a syringe from a table, sticking the needle in a vein, and drawing some blood into it, releasing the band and then pushing the plunger. My hand was then raised above my head. I began to violently cough, and felt as though I could not breathe. My vision became quite blurred. I could feel the liquid rushing through my arm, and experienced a strange metalic taste in my mouth. The coughing subsided, and I felt a warmth spreading throughout my body. Sending a tingling sensation throughout it. My ass began to twitch, and my once rock hard cock began to soften in its cage, much to my relief. The father then unlocked my cock from its prison, and withdrew yet another syringe. I wasn’t sure that I could handle more of what I just received in my arm, and my body started to tremble. The father patted my head, and told me not to worry, this would help me. With that, he placed the needle to the base of my cock, and pushed the plunger. It wasn’t long before my cock became rigid once again, growing in size like I have never seen it grow. The father then knelt between my legs, and inserted my cock in his mouth. He quickly removed his mouth and explained that I would be sharing what could well be my last negative load as a blessing to him. It wasn’t long before I gave the father my blessing. He removed his mouth from my cock, and brought his lips to mine, sharing my precious seed with me. After his cock was clean. I was rebound to the table, with the rubber tube draped over my arm. The father once again approached Brother Zack with a syringe in his hand. This time however, the syringe was empty. He placed the rubber tubing around his arm, finding a vein, and then drawing the syringe full of his bright red blood. The father then approached me with the syringe, laying it upon the alter before tightly pulling the tubing around my arm. The father removed the syringe from the alter, finding my vein, and pushing the plunger until it was empty. As doing so, I will never forget the words that he said. “This is Zacks gift to you, and the church. His life as yours will soon become. His blood tainted by the same venom that you so desire and have earned. Ultimately your sacrifice and death, as so many have experienced before you.” With that, I was untied from the alter, and placed up my stomach, and retied. As the brothers were doing so, the father disrobed, and walked to the front of the alter, and placed his semi hard cock into my mouth and told me to worship him. His cock felt longer than it had ever felt before, causing me to gag just a bit. As I was worshiping his holy post, I could feel my ass cheeks being spread apart, and once again, feeling sharp shards being placed in my quivering hole. The father reminded his servants to save a few chards for later. The father then moved behind me mounting my ass, and driving balls deep into my ass. After aggressively pounding me for a few minutes, he withdrew his cock, and placed a shard on the tip of his cock. It must have been quite large, as I could feel it tearing my insides, as he once again thrust balls deep in me. Although it hurt like hell, and tears began to form in my eyes, it was what I wanted and needed so badly. My mind was focused upon Brother Zack, who was still tied to the cross, with a bandage covering his new marking. Maybe it was just my blurry vision from the tears, however it appeared that Brother Zack was also was starting to cry a bit. His cock was rock hard, and starting to ooze pre cum as he watched my breeding. I’m not quite sure how long the father had been in me, as I believe I blacked out for some time. All I really remembered was the feeling of his venom flooding my ass, as he said, take ye all of my seed, for your forgiveness of sins, and ultimate resurrection into our Brotherhood. I felt like a rag doll laid upon the alter. My body was sore, my throat starting to become dry, and my mind and body racing, yet coming down a bit. My hole was plugged with a familiar large butt plug, and I was untired, rolled over onto my back, and then retied to the alter. A metal device was placed in my mouth, which pulled the sides of my mouth wide open. I have seen such a device before, yet had never experienced wearing one. At this time, the father asked all in attendance to disrobe, and share their blessings with me. The congregation gathered around my face. There were all types of cock surrounding me. Some rock hard, some semi hard, cut, uncut, black, white, Hispanic, you name it. One of those was quite familiar, as it was Brother Jay. He was the most aroused, and his cock was leaking a yellowish ooze from it. I also noticed several leaking lesions upon his massive cock. He ultimately was the first to shoot his blessings into my mouth. One by one, tall of the cocks flooded my mouth with their venon, until no one remained. Brother Zack was still tied to the cross, and I knew that his seed would soon be mine. My arms were then untied, and I was instructed to sit up, as best as I could. The metal device was then removed from my mouth, much relief to my now aching jaws. Although I have consumed quite a bit of seed, my mouth and throat were rather dry. The father explained that it was important that I remained hydrated, and brought forth a chalice full of Gatoraid, with what I ultimately figured out, was laced with G as an additional Aid. I quickly drank all of the contents of the chalice, and felt an amazing euphoria around me. I came to sweat, and felt a bit nauseous. I wasn’t sure if it was from the drink, or all of the semen that I had consumed.

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

I had a similar experience with a cowboy years ago. He had me on my back with my legs up when he fucked me. It was a great fuck, he had a big cock, and he was relentless. Twice he slowed up while he was fucking me, and I thought he was about to cum both times. But then he picked up the pace right away and went right back to pounding my hole. Finally, he came and really thrashed around while he creamed my cunt. By this time we'd been at it for an hour, and my back was screaming. We were cleaning up in the bathroom when I told him that I thought there were a couple of times when I thought he was going to cum. He grinned and told me he had, three times all told. I had to see a chiropractor to get my back working right again. He seems to have been one of those guys who moves on to the next guy after he's bred someone. Too bad, I was more than willing to visit the chiropractor for the pleasure of being so thoroughly fucked.

Only the man has a penis. His male power nullifies the faggot. Its clitoris is only relevant if the man wants it to have an orgasm for some reason.

booked, i want to breed as many sluts as possible

PART 6 Ron slowly pulled his cock out of me. I was still getting my breath back. My cock was still hard, as I lay on my back, leg muscles tired from being hoisted up. “Why don’t you lay back and rest up a moment and let me go find you a new friend.” And before I could even reply, he was out the door and I was left in his room. Alone, I finally had a moment to consider what had just happened. I had no idea what time it was, but it couldn’t have been more than a few hours since I got here. And everything has changed. All the time of being safe and careful had been washed away in a night. Now maybe the first time, it had been a surprise and I could tell myself it just happened. But with Ron, I knew. He told me had HIV and I didn’t stop him. I actually asked him to fuck me. Two men I didn’t know a few hours ago had both seduced me and gotten me to let them bareback me. They had gotten me so worked up that I actually asked them to cum inside me. What had happened? And how could getting fucked without a condom feel so much better? Cuz it felt like 1000 times better. But Chris, why didn’t you ask them to pull out? I was afraid to answer that. I didn’t even really understand it yet. But it had seemed important. Vital. Like I needed it. Why? I was clean. And two older guys had both made me feel like I had to have their cum in me. Their HIV pozitive cum. And they had shot deep. In my mind I could picture the jets of cum splattering inside me. Coating my guts. Hot white potent man cum. Poz cum. Soaking into me. Thinking about this I tried to make sure I clamped my hole shut. What they had said about them being inside me forever, it sounded so right. I was still afraid and knew later I’d probably freak out more, but now as I lay back on a dingy cum stained mattress with the thin white sheet covering it, the mirrored wall opposite me and porn playing on the small tv, I just wanted more. I admitted to myself right then. I lay there waiting. I knew Ron would be back with a guy that knew he was going to fuck a bareback bottom. And I just kept wishing for another hot older guy in his 40’s with a huge cut cock. And please let him shoot a massive load. And fuck I hope he is poz. I couldn’t pretend I didn’t think it. Because i kept thinking it over and over. I wasn’t going to fight it, this feeling of needing not just cum in my hole, but poz cum. And as all this was rushing thru my head and the thought of poz cum kept repeating over in my mind, the door opened and in walked Ron, and behind him was his friend that he had found.

Yeah, I discovered a few of those vids on xtube a few years ago, then thankfully stumbled on one on pornhub. They've been multiplying like crazy on pornhub lately, and I'm glad. I jack to them with poppers some of the time, but they're hot as fuck even without poppers.....I just like the progressively hotter and sleazier scenes as it goes on. They are PERFECT background porn on the big screen during sex too. Love playing to the music that's always going and the short clips of CRAZY hot guys progressing from vanilla still shots up through sucking, rimming, nips, making out, spit, swallowing loads, fucking, creampies, felching - I have several playlists, but that one is my "go to" when I wanna edge and finally cum. And some are really long so especially good for background porn

I always try to drink it, but after some gulps I usually can’t swallow any more. Actually, I don’t like the taste, but the submissive attitude if you drink it makes me horny.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" he chided as I got up, pulled on some sweats and strode to the door. Tanner furiously stuffed his throbbing cock back into his pants, pulled his shirt back down and sat back on the couch, trying to look like nothing was happening - pretending to watch T.V "Don't worry man" I said, throwing my head back to shoot him a big grin, "You're already fucking mine" I whispered so he didn't hear. Jake was outside; a large overnight bag thrown over his shoulder and a huge grin on his face. "Come in bro" I said, motioning to the big room behind us with my cock as it tented in the jockey fabric of my sweats. "Nice" Jake said, meeting me in a deep, passionate kiss out of Tanner's line of sight. Jake was such a hottie - I felt up his tight, swimmers torso under the fabric of his polo. "We gonna get this party started?" I asked as we broke our kiss. Jake nodded at the heavy bag over his shoulder and flashed me an evil grin. "Good boy...let's go get this jock tweaked" I whispered in his ear, shutting the door behind him. I felt Jake exhale - raditating a deep desire to initiate his hot little friend into the party-fold. Jake walked straight into the kitchen with his stuff, calling out to Tanner as I returned to the jock's side, still shirtless and tenting: "Hey man" Jake called, "Got the booze - bringin the noise man, what you boys been upto?" Dace was still visibly flushed with sex and still trying to conceal his erection.. I shot him a wink as I joined him on the couch - trying to tease him into a kiss but, getting nothing. Tanner tried to wriggle some distance between us as he answered: "Chillin' man. We've just been, chillin" Jake smiled to himself in the kitchen as he loaded a cap of my potent G into one of the sweet, sugary drinks he'd bought at the market: one capful is usually all it takes to get a jock-boy good and hungry for some raw dick, pushing those boundaries far enough to make them receptive to even darker suggestion. However, no matter how hard you try, there's always a gross after-taste to the stuff I get. It's good but, boy does it taste like crap. Luckily, sugar goes a long way to making it better - not to mention the fact that those cheap, alco-pop flavoured drinks are gross to begin with. Jake popped a bottle of amyl into his pocket and sauntered into the living room as I got up to replace him in the kitchen - I wanted to collect a few 'props' of my own from my play-bag but, also see if Jake could take the next step in his education and chem up his perfect friend alone. Tanner was still in a state of agitation, nearly being outed as a bottom-boy fag had really got to him - he grabbed the drink Jake offered him, downing the tumbler full of chem-pop in one, long hit. He slammed the glass on the little table next to him and scrunched up his face like he'd taken a hit of strong whisky: "dude, what the fuck was that?" He blurted as the taste hit him. Jake looked down at the pinkish liquid in his glass, trying to conceal a giant smirk: "Raspberry-Nado" he said, remembering the label. Tanner squirmed, shaking his tongue in the air. "I know, I know" Jake said sipping on the 'same' drink - "It's fucking gross dude but, it gets you totally fucking blitzed...Honestly, I've already had one on the way over - it gets better the second time, promise" Jake said, handing Tanner his own drink and shouting to me in the kitchen to 'bring more booze'. I smiled to myself - Jake really was a hot little find, a real dom-top, chemslut in training. He was a natural and I couldn't help but be so proud for having brought that out of him so young and perfect. He'd corrupt so many fucking boys - he had all the hallmarks of becoming a man no boy could resist.

Hey, pigs -- I'm working on the next part of the story. In the meantime, I figured you might appreciate this little series of photos I shot last night...

PART 4 “Wait a second,” Jason said, growing suddenly serious. “Before we get this kid slammed up and pozzed deep, there are a few things we need to address.” “Yeah, bud? What’s that?” He looked down at my gym shorts. “First of all, dude, I really need you to unleash that cock. You’re about to tear through the fabric. And let’s see that hairy chest, too—get fuckin’ naked for me.” I looked down to see the outline of my dick hanging down my left thigh, straining against the shorts and leaving a visible wet spot as it drooled toxic precum. I gave Jason a cocky little smirk, then peeled off my tank top, running my hand down my stomach to pull the elastic of my shorts down past my cock and onto the floor. “Now what?” Jason wasn’t looking at my face anymore. He was transfixed by the sight of my dick, still slick with infected seed. “Well, second of all,” he said—and here I caught a demonic glint in his pitch-black pupils—“before we go to the sling room, I need to take a giant leak. Could you direct me to the nearest urinal?” Without another word, I took Conrad by the arm and laid the kid on his back. “Spread your hole, faggot,” I said, taking a moment to look into his eyes with deep affection and brotherly pride. Conrad gave me a blissed-out, boyish grin. Then he reached down to his little jockbutt, pulling it back to reveal the hole I’d seduced with Tina, penetrated raw, and pounded full of poz cum. “That’s good, bro. Fuckin’ beautiful. A little wider, please.” He dug his fingers in deeper and pulled his little cumhole wide enough that a small cascade of my poz offspring dripped onto the bedsheet. “So listen now,” I continued, “Jason and I are gonna show you something new, OK?” Conrad nodded, so incredibly eager to please—no questions asked. A true chemwhore. His eyes locked on mine again, and I gave him an almost imperceptible nod, as if to say: You’re doing great, kid. Jason rested the head of his raw cock against Conrad’s smooth, dripping boyhole. “OK, buddy,” he said to Conrad. “You ready? Here we fuckin' go.” My lil’ bro grunted approval. And then with a slow, single thrust, Jason sank his bare cockhead and veiny shaft into my boy, not stopping until his balls came to rest against the cum-trail dripping steadily from Conrad’s cunt. Jason leaned forward, pressing his dick even deeper as my lil’ bro breathed out a single word: “Yes.” Then Jason closed his eyes and concentrated on the task at hand. “Just stay perfectly still,” he said to Conrad. “Relax your hole for me, boy. There you go. Just like that. Keep it relaxed. Stay right where you are. I’m just about to—“ Before he could even finish his sentence, it happened: he let out a long, guttural moan as his mouth opened wide and his head kicked back. Then he slowly thrust his raw cock even deeper, emptying a bladder full of partypiss into my beautiful fucked-up boy. I don’t know how long it took for him to release everything he’d stored up, but one thing was clear: my lil’ bro’s guts were getting flooded. “How does that feel, Conrad?” I asked him. He shook his head slowly as if to say: No words. My dick bounced in appreciation as I watched my boy’s pupils dilate a little more with every wave of piss invading his hole. “Warm,” he finally whispered, his voice lower now, his face less boyish, like he was transforming into a man while I watched. “So fuckin’ warm.” Finally, Jason’s steady moan drifted into silence. He opened his eyes and glanced over at me. We both laughed. “I’ve been saving up that slampiss for awhile,” he said. Then his eyes closed again and he let out another primal moan. “Fuuuuuuuck—there’s a little more. A little more piss for you, kid. Jesus. Goddamn—I’m so fuckin’ glad my chems found a home. A perfect home. Right here, deep inside this eager fuckin' faggot.” Conrad just kept smiling. “I was born to be a faggot for men like you," he said with a little nod. My cock swelling with pride, I leaned over to give my boy a kiss. Then Jason let out a giant sigh. “OK, boy,” he said. “I’m gonna start pulling out, OK? Now, here’s what I want you to do: I want you to start squeezing that sweet little fuckhole for me. There you go. Squeeze it—just like that. Nice! Such a good boy. Now listen: after I pull out, I want you to keep it nice and tight, OK? We’re gonna give you a few minutes to soak up my Tina-piss.” As Jason’s cock slipped out of Conrad’s hole, I saw a single dark-gold droplet of piss escape—but that was all. Obedient as ever, my boy turned all his attention to keeping those recycled chems deep in his fuckhole, right where they belonged. “Thank you, fucker,” I said to Jason, grabbing him by the back of the head as we matched breaths in a hungry kiss. I pressed my cock against his tight stomach, then reached around to his furry hole. My fingers slipped easily inside him, enveloped in a familiar warmth and wetness. “Goddamn,” I whispered in his ear. “How many loads have you taken tonight?” “Just five,” he said with a cocky grin. “My poz Daddy has a rule: I can take as much cum as I want, but only if I share my unmedicated load with at least one boy. Preferably a negboy.” I growled. "OK, I gotta meet this poz Daddy of yours. So here's what we're gonna do: I’m gonna help this boy release the piss from his hole. Then we’re gonna meet up with you guys in the sling room. Got it?” “Got it, dude,” Jason said as he opened the door, his towel slung over his shoulder. “And hurry. I tell ya, my Daddy’s gonna fuckin’ love this kid.” “We won’t be long,” I assured him. With that, I grabbed Conrad by the arm and led him down the hall, showing him to the group shower directly across from the giant hot tub. I turned on the water, spun him around, and wrapped my arms around his torso. As we stood there under the water, I thought to myself: You think you’re high now, kid? Releasing this piss will take you to whole new level. And that’s nothing compared with what’s still to come. “OK, lil’ bro,” I said with my mouth resting against his ear, my hands brushing up and down the length of his tight little six-pack. “I’m gonna rest my cock against your hole, alright? As I start to press into you, just relax. Got it?” He nodded, and I reached down to position the head of my dick against that hungry little cunt. As I started to apply pressure, I felt his ass relax—and suddenly my cock was surrounded by a rush of warm slampiss rushing out of his hole. I thrust a little deeper, feeling a gutful of chems splashing down my legs. And then I couldn’t hold back. I began to fuck him, but only for a minute or so—just to feel his hungry hole pulse and twitch hungrily around my raw dick. As I kept fucking, the stream of slampiss slowed to a trickle. He moaned. And for the first time, with every thrust of my poz dick into my 18-year-old boy’s eager fuckhole, he began actively milking my cock. “Very good, boy,” I whispered. “You’re fuckin’ made for this. Aren’t you, lil’ bro?” “Fuck yeah, big bro,” he mumbled. This kid was totally in heat—the slampiss rushing out of his hole had taken him into the goddamn stratosphere. “I’m made for this. And I need it so bad. Your raw cock. Your amazing fat dick, deep inside my boyhole. Bareback me. Please bareback me. Please. You. Fucking. Stud.” “Listen, lil’ bro,” I said, easing off on my thrusts before resting my cock deep inside him. I looked up to see that a sizable crowd had formed around us, so I leaned in a little closer and lowered my voice. “As much as I want to breed you right now, we shouldn’t make that poz Daddy wait any longer. So get your towel, boy. It’s time for you to get slammed up.” We walked back to the room, my arm draped over his shoulder, my hand occasionally mussing his hair like an affectionate big bro. I stopped by our room for just a moment to grab my playkit—and then proceeded to the sling room. When we reached the door, I turned to Conrad, placing my hands on his cute little butt as I drew his body close to mine. “You sure you’re ready for this, lil’ bro?” “I’m ready for anything, big bro.” “Good boy. Then knock.” He looked at the door, hesitating for just a moment, then glanced back at me. I gave him a proud little nod. He grinned that boyish grin, then gave the door a solid knock. Footsteps approached. The door opened. Standing before us, naked and hard, was a man like almost no man I’d seen. He was a silver Daddy type, mid-40s maybe, with a lean and muscled chest covered with salt-and-pepper hair, a tight stomach, and a truly massive pierced cock. Best of all: right above his navel, in jet-black ink, he had a biohazard tattoo that expanded and contracted with every breath, as if pulsing with hunger. “Welcome, you fuckin’ pigs,” he said with a lopsided grin. “I’m Grant. And you better get in here, ‘cuz we’ve got some fuckin’ work to do.” MORE SOON…

PART 2 As we walked through my front door, Conrad reached into his backpack and took out a box of rubbers. “Can’t forget condoms,” he said with an awkward laugh. I took them from his hand, managed a vague sort of nod, and threw them on the dining room table. My boys usually insist on condoms—at first. But after a little bit of chemical intervention, they always transform into eager raw cumholes. Only once did I end up with an especially stubborn kid who kept trying to wrap my dick, so I resorted to a backup plan—a stash of broken rubbers with little holes poked in the reservoirs. Didn’t matter in the end. By the time the condom tore apart while I was pounding his negboy hole, he was so high he tore the shreds of rubber away from my cock and ran his finger along the raw shaft as it plunged in and out of his chemmed-up cunt, his eyes glazing over with the deep-buried desire to be a bareback whore. I always get what I want. I told Conrad to take a seat on the couch and help himself to the pot. Meanwhile, I walked to the kitchen. I took a few sodas out of the fridge and poured them into glasses I’d already dosed with a cap of G. I love G because it transforms uptight boys into ragdoll sluts in a matter of 20 minutes. The taste can be tough to hide, but I recently found a dealer who consistently delivers high-potency GHB that doesn’t taste awful. In fact, after diluting the stuff in 12 ounces of Pepsi, it only leaves a subtle aftertaste—perfect for serving to unsuspecting negboys. As I finished my little cocktail, I heard Conrad’s voice from the couch: “Hey, what’s this?” That made me grin, because I knew exactly what he was talking about. On a tray in the middle of the coffee table, I’d left a bong full of pot. And right next to it, I’d left a little glass pipe full of Tina. Every single time, my negboy visitors are deeply fascinated by the glass pipe, so all I need to do is pretend like it’s nothing too special. “What’s what?” I asked. “I’m just wondering what’s in this little glass pipe thing full of white stuff.” “Oh, that,” I replied, walking into the living room with the G-laced Pepsi. “Not sure you’re ready for that. It’s called T. It can be really, really fun. It makes me horny as fuck, and I bet you’d have a blast on it. But maybe we should just take it easy—just stick with the pot, you know? Here’s some soda, by the way. Drink up, little bro.” He took a few gulps of Pepsi while holding the glass pipe, looking at it intently. My dick stiffened. “Actually, I’m curious,” he said. “Would it be cool if I just tried it?” I shrugged nonchalantly. “Sure, bud—be my guest. But let me show you how to work it, OK?” I sat down next to him, my hands visibly shaking with excitement. “Alright, now hold that pipe up to your mouth. Yeah, just like that. I’m gonna light this little torch and heat up the stuff in the bowl. Just wait a moment. See that? See the little wisps of smoke forming? Now when I say go, just start inhaling very lightly and steadily. Lightly and steadily. Got it? OK, bud—go ahead. Start inhaling. There you go. Good boy. Just take that swirling smoke into your lungs and hold it until I tell you otherwise. Got it?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “OK, little bro,” I said to him, taking the pipe away from his mouth. “Hold it, just for a sec. Then exhale it through your nose. There you go. Fuck yeah—good boy! Now again.” That first hit was a nice fat one—the cloud emerging from his mouth and nostrils was thick and white, and my cock dripped at the smell of the Tina emanating from his lungs. From that point on, with each cloud of meth that escaped his lips and his nostrils, he was losing a little bit of his innocence. For the second hit, I gave him the torch to operate, and I talked him through it. The result was another giant hit of solid white clouds pouring out of his mouth and nose. “OK, boy—do one more. You’re on your own. I think you got it.” He immediately hit the pipe again, and I turned away to hide my giant, triumphant grin as Conrad smoked away all his defenses. “I’m just gonna put a little entertainment on the TV here, OK? Oh, and don’t forget your soda.” When I turned on the TV, it automatically started playing one of my favorite movies. It’s an amateur video shot by a filthy pig I know from the Midwest—a wrestling coach who likes to chem and poz some of the hot little jockboys on his team. He’d sent me a few videos, but this was my favorite: a sexy, ripped, piggy 18-year-old named Lance was all slammed up and taking loads from a roomful of coaches and former teammates. Behind me, I heard the click of the torch again. Fuck yeah, I thought, this boy is already fuckin’ hooked. As I turned back to face him, I took off my wife-beater. Conrad froze in place, the pipe halfway to his lips, smoke billowing out of his mouth. He just stared at my hairy chest, his eyes dilated pitch-black. “You feelin’ good, little bro?” He gave me a dazed nod, his mouth agape. “Why don’t you take off your shirt, huh? Show off your sweet little body. Do that for your big bro?” He peeled his tank top upward, revealing his flat stomach with its ridges of ab muscles, then his compact little muscular chest. He was just starting to develop a treasure trail down the center of his stomach, leading past the waistband of his shorts to the bulge of his cock that strained against his zipper. His soda was gone; the G would be hitting him soon. I walked over to the couch and took the pipe from his hands. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, you’re just about the sexiest boy I’ve ever seen." I ran my hand down his torso, and he sighed a deep, hungry sigh. "Listen, buddy: I have a few more things to show you. You wanna learn from your big bro?” He half-grunted, half-moaned in response. “OK: I’m gonna do a hit. Then I’m gonna blow it into your mouth, and you’re gonna blow it back in mine, then back and forth we go until we can’t go anymore. It’s called a shotgun, and it’s one of my favorite things to do with a sexy little bro like you.” I put the pipe to my lips and took a deep, thick hit of white smoke. Then I put the pipe down, turned to Conrad, sealed my open mouth against his, and exhaled my cloud into his lungs. A moment later, he breathed the Tina smoke back into me. We repeated that three or four times until the mouth-lock became a deep kiss, and we kept making out while the shotgun escaped our mouths and dissolved around us. As I kissed him, I loosened his shorts, pulling them down the length of his lightly hairy legs. His underwear followed. Then I slipped off my gym shorts; my cock bounced free with a gentle “thwack” against my stomach. I maneuvered Conrad so that he was stretched out before me on the couch, and I laid down on top of him, my cock rubbing against his. We continued to kiss. I grabbed the pipe, took another hit, and shared another series of breaths with my boy. Then he spoke, hesitantly. “Hey, big bro? Just in case you’re wondering, I’m all cleaned out and ready to go. My ass, I mean. The last dude who fucked me showed me how to do all that stuff. So…anyway. In case you’re wondering.” I smiled at him and mussed his hair. “What are you trying to tell me, little bro? You want my cock sliding in that sweet little butt?” He blushed and shrugged. I leaned into his ear and whispered: “Don’t you worry, buddy. It won’t be long before I bury my fat cock deep in your hole.” He shivered beneath me, then kissed me again. The G was kicking in. He was almost entirely in my hands. A few more minutes of teasing and prodding, and he’d do anything to get impaled on my raw cock. “Get on the floor, little bro,” I said. “Face the other direction, on all fours. Ass in the air. Back arched. No—back arched, like a fuckin’ fag. Much better. Good boy. Now reach back and spread that hole for your big bro.” His hands grabbed each side of his perfectly round butt, spreading it to reveal a smooth, pink, tight hole that pulsed with every breath he took. I knelt down, placed my hands over his, and wrapped my mouth around that aching little boycunt, pushing my tongue into his body, every one of his nerves quivering as I dove greedily into his wide-open throbbing cock-hungry 18-year-old partied-up fuckhole. He gasped as I kissed that sweet little fag-pussy with the same intensity that I kissed his mouth a few minutes earlier. I spit a few huge gobs of saliva on his cunt and worked them in with my tongue. His hole loosened up, welcomed my mouth and my spit, became noticeably warmer. He really was a fuckin’ hottie: such a tight little body, great definition from his calves to his chest, with the roundest, most perfect little boybutt I’ve ever seen. And the cock! He had the kind of thick, veiny dick that would make any top’s hole twitch. Enough butt-eating, I thought. It's time to fuck. “OK, little bro—one more thing to show you," I said, standing up so that my dick hovered over him. "I want you to take a fat hit off that pipe, then blow it onto your big bro’s cock. Can you do that for me?” He nodded, grabbed the pipe, and got the smoke swirling like a regular chemwhore. “Good boy. You like that smoke, huh?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “Just feed on that smoke, pig. Feed on that smoke. Your big bro wants to see you get fuckin' tweaked." He put down the pipe, knelt directly in front of me, wrapped his mouth around my cock, and exhaled a thick cloud of white smoke that enveloped my dick. The smoke traveled up my stomach and chest as he began hungrily slurping on my poz shaft. He wasn’t a bad little cocksucker, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled his head away from my dick and guided him onto his back. “Pull your legs back, little bro.” He did, revealing that sweet little hungry cunt, still dripping with my spit. I began rubbing the length of my cock across his hole, watching his eyes flutter and his mouth drop open as he pulled his legs back a little further and looked at me with a kind of desperate pleading. “You ready for some dick?” He could only manage a whimper in response. “I can’t wait to give it to you, bro. But one thing you gotta know first. If it turns out to be a problem, then we can do something else. We don’t need to fuck, you know.” He nodded again, half-listening, every bit of his energy focused on the cock rubbing against his chemmed-up faggot fuckhole. “So here’s the deal, little bro. I only fuck raw. Natural. Bareback. And if a boy won’t let me fuck him the way I want to fuck him, then he’s not getting fucked. Got it?” Conrad glanced over at the TV, where the bottomboy was spreading his little jockbutt for yet another raw cock. Then he looked back at me. He reached down to spread his boyhole, just like the guy in the video. “Give me your dick, skin-on-skin,” he said, his eyes a solid-black void. “Bareback my fuckin’ hole. Please, bro.” “Fuck yeah, boy. You been fantasizing about raw dick, huh? Watching bareback porn?” “It’s the only kind of porn I watch. It’s the only kind of fucking I really want to do. Please give me your dick, bro. Your raw dick. I need your fucking raw dick. Please.” “You gonna make me pull out?” “No, dude. Please cum in me. Breed me.” “And when we go to the bathhouse after this—you want other dudes to breed you, too? Breed your chemmed-up cunt?” He paused for a moment, looking me straight in the eye, giving himself some time to overcome the shame of his boyhood secrets. “Yes,” he finally said. “I want my hole dripping with cum.” I nudged the head of my raw dick up against his hungry little butt, and his whole body shook. His breath went shallow. Then my cockhead slipped through that first outer barrier, enveloped by the warmth and tightness and innocence of his negboy hole, and I leaned down to kiss him, a sloppy kiss. “I’m dripping precum in my little bro’s hole,” I whispered in his ear. “I’m lubing you up with my seed, faggot.” By this point, Conrad was alternating between “fuck yeah” and “fuck me,” and he wrapped his arms around my back, murmuring “do it” three times. That’s when I began pushing the rest of my raw cock into the radiant warmth of that chemmed-up fuckhole, and he gasped as he surrendered everything to me. “This is how we were meant to fuck,” I whispered in his ear as my dick continued to disappear inside him. “You aren’t a true bottom boy until you’ve let a man split you in half bareback, until you’ve given up your hole for him to eat and pound and breed. I’m so proud of you, little bro.” With that, I directed his attention toward the TV. “But there’s one thing you should look out for,” I said, taking on a serious tone. “Some guys in the bathhouse will have a tattoo like that.” I pointed up at the screen. A young topdude was pounding the bottomboy bareback. Every time he pulled his cock away from that hungry little fuckhole, you could see a biohazard tattoo right next to his dick. “Do you know what that tattoo means, little bro?” He shook his hand. “Danger, I guess?” “Well, sort of. It means he’s poz. Just something to be aware of, because you probably don’t want that.” I glanced back at him, and the look in his eye was pure hunger. “Unless…,” I said, pretending to be confused, “Unless you’re turned on by that?” He shot a devilish glance at me, and I answered with a giant grin. Then he grinned, too. “You want some poz dick at the bathhouse, bro?” “Fuck yeah.” “Yeah? You wanna get knocked up?” He just kept grinning, and his body started shaking again—a kind of shiver, all fear and anticipation and excitement. “Such a good boy. Such a fuckin’ dirty boy. I love it. I’m so proud of my little bro.” And then, with no warning, I pulled my dick out of his hole. Conrad gasped. He suddenly looked lost and empty; the pleading returned to his eyes, and he pulled his legs back and spread his ass and whimpered. Meanwhile, I stared him down. “Sorry, little bro, but something just occurred to me. You didn’t ask about my status. Don’t you want to know my status?” “I don’t fucking care. Please, bro. Please give me your dick.” That made my dick drip: I don’t fucking care. “Good answer, buddy. But I think you deserve to know.” I nudged my dick up against his hole, and he tried desperately to maneuver his ass to get more of my meat lodged up in his guts. “Here’s the deal, bud: I’m fuckin’ poz. This is a poz cock teasing your hole. You like how this poz cock feels inside you?” “Yes, fucker. Please give me more, fucker. I need more. Please, bro.” “What’s that, buddy? I’m not sure I heard you.” “Pound my ass raw with your fat poz cock. Fucking PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE, BRO.” “You wanna get knocked up? Knocked up with your big bro’s virus?” “FUCK YES.” “Say it.” “KNOCK ME UP, YOU SEXY MOTHERFUCKER.” “Fuck yeah, you hot little chemmed-up faggotboy.” I shoved my poz dick back inside that boy’s hole, and started pounding. I didn’t last long. I felt the toxic seed gathering up in my balls, brewing, getting ready to shoot. Conrad was staring me down with those giant black pupils, his legs spread wide, his hole peeled back and exposed to allow my dick maximum penetration. He just kept nodding. Nodding. Smiling. Telling me with his eyes that he wanted my gift. As I got closer to shooting my toxic load, he wrapped his arms around me and alternated between little whimpered chants of “poz poz poz” and “fuck fuck fuck.” “Goddammit, you hot little fag,” I whispered. “Goddammit. You’re gonna get my load. My fuckin’ sweet infected load, just for you, fuckin’ sexy little negboy bro.” And then, with pulse after pulse of my raw cock in his wide-open wet fuckhole, I bred him. Pozzed him. Charged that little faggot ass up. Gave him my virus. Then, as my dick stopped shooting volleys of poz sperm, I kept pushing my cock deep inside him, pushing my toxic cum into his guts before collapsing on him, my poz cock still buried deep. Conrad sighed, a long contented sigh. “That was amazing,” he said. “Oh, little bro,” I whispered in his ear. “I have so many fuckin’ plans for you—you have no idea.” I pulled my cock out of him, then guided his mouth to taste the poz seed coating my shaft. He slurped on it greedily, my dick still warm from the hunger of his hole. “Such a good boy,” I said. “Such a hot little pig. So proud of you, little bro. Now, whaddaya say we get your sweet little knocked-up hole to the bathhouse?” MORE SOON…