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Part 2 John had just unloaded inside me. I felt his cock throb as his sperm fleet me up. I felt his jizz as it hit the walls of my ass. For a briefs moment I forgot how much I enjoyed the feeling of getting fucked and bred, or maybe it was the slam. Most likely both I missed. John’s cock remained hard as he continued to fuck me letting me know the dominance he held overt me. He paid Steven for the right to use me as his fuck toy to breed for a couple hours. He kept fucking me, this time he slowed down and made it apparent that he was enjoying his time with my ass. He kissed me several times as he slowly worked his cock pig and out of my ass. I couldn’t believe how long John lasted as he spoke for the first time since he unloaded inside my ass, “You have a very fine ass jock boy. I could fuck your ass all week long.” I could tell John was getting close to cumming a second time. His breathing changed and I felt his cock thicken. I was hungry for a second load as I tightened my ass around his cock. The expression on John’s face along with the change in the way he we fucking me told me that it was pure pleasure for him as he thrusted into me hard and deep. With a grunt John said, “For a quarterback you certainly know how to play a tight end.” I felt the familiar warmth deep inside me as his cock painted my ass with his cum. His second load was even better than the first load he gave me. I killed his cock for every drop n as he slowly withdrew his cock from my hungry hole. He kissed me one last time before saying, “Damn jock boy, you have one hungry hole. I how you use to travel, cause I’m going to arrange to fly you in to spend a few days with me. I have a couple friends that would love to meet you.” I wasn’t sure what to say except to tell him, “I guess you’ll have to talk to Steven about that.” I really wasn’t sure if Steven would send me in a trip to see John. After he had fired 2 loads into my ass I wouldn’t mind seeing him again and meeting him fuck my ‘tweaked up, jock ass’ again. John got up of the bed and as I got dressed in just my shorts and t-shirt I was able to able his athletic body as I knew he admired mine. I had just finished putting in my shoes when he handed me a $100 bill telling me, “I paid Steven for your services, this is a tip for you.” I wasn’t sure if I should accept this or not, but knew not to insult then client by refusing the offer and said, “Thank you for this and than you for your cum.” John kissed me one last time, “I can’t wait to fuck you again. I promise a lot more cum the next time we meet. You are better teen Steven told me you would be.” I left the hotel and sat in my car as I texted Steven that I was done with my work at the Hilton. I also told him about the $100 tip I received from John. Steven’s reply kind of surprised me when he texted back, ‘for a jock you’re showing some smarts by taking me about your tip. All his need to be reported till me and I’ll know how much you get so don’t ever try to hide it. that’s nice John gave you a tip, you can keep that one’ I knew to rely ‘thank you’ Steven then texted me ‘I know you did good by him when he texted me asking if he can fly you in to spend a few days with him and a few of his friends. I’ll work out the details with him and will let you know the dates. I have another client for you to visit you'll be going to his home to spend the rest of the move with him” Steven texted me the address and I drove over to his home. This guy lived in a upscale part of town. It was a gated community where I knew the homes to go for a over a million dollars. I pulled up to the gate and the guard approached my car, looked at me, quickly opened the gate and waved me through. It didn't take long after I drove through the gate to find the house I Steven gave me where the client lives. I was told to park in the driveway and go to the gate to the back yard. I found a note for me on the gate telling me I was to strip leaving my clothes neatly folded outside before entering the gate and then I was to make my way to the pool where I would find a blindfold along with 4 leather wrist and ankle cuffs on one of the lounge chairs. I was to put the blindfold fold on (until the client removed the blindfold) along with the wrist and ankle cuffs and wait. I was a little nervous about doing as the note instructed, but then I remembered the Steven told me to always do exactly follow the client instructions. The client will not harm me for far of what Steven will do to them if they did. Steven assured that he will protect me from the client. So there I sat there naked waiting for someone to approach me. I didn’t have to wait long when I sensed someone approach me. I felt them secure my wrists above my head and my ankle were secured to the foot of the chair. I was immobilized which in some way turned me on causing my limp, Tina dick to twitch. I then felt a tourniquet applied to my upper arm and then the coolness of alcohol on my son. There was a pause that had me wishing I could see this mysterious person administering the slam. Then I felt the familiar needle stick and began to wonder how big is a slam was this guy giving me when he removed the needle, applied pressure to the injection site, raised my arm over head and removed the tourniquet. I coughed so hard as the rush hit me hard. I’m sure this was the strongest slam I'd ever done as I heard a ringing in my ears. The guy push my head into his from where I quickly opened my mouth and took his considerable sized cock deep into my throat. I guess he then administered his own slam as I heard him cough and felt his cock begin to leak a steady stream of pre cum. The guy grabbed my head between his hands and began to face fuck me and every so often he’d bury his cock deep in my throat and hold it there and I would feel it pulse as he dripped his pre cum directly into my stomach. This went on for a good 15-20 min until I heard his breathing change asking with his deep thrusts. He finally spoke to me asking, “I’m gong to shoot most of this load directly in your stomach” as he thrusted one last time pushing his cock far into my throat. I felt his cock expand and pulse as he delivered his load directly to my stomach. He pulled out as he fired off his last could spurts of cum onto my tongue giving me a taste of his seed. I had become just as hungry to eat sperm as I was to have it shot directly into my ass. With the Tina flowing through my body gave me a strong craving for cock and cum. After he finished giving me his load and I swallowed everything he had fed me he removed my blindfold. I recognized him from Friday night's party. He released my arms and legs been helped me to my feet. I was then led over near the edge of the pool. I noticed something in the pool deck. In the concrete opt the pool deck were a couple fasteners which my ankle restraints were attached too sharing my legs wide. This was a spot close to the house that allowed him to suspend a rope from it that he arched to my wrists. This forced me to lean slightly forward giving him total access to my ass. He left me exposed like this for what felt like an eternity. I sensed him behind me which increased my desire, my need to be touched. After what felt like hours (but I reality was only minutes) I felt him grab my ass as he moved in to eat my already cum filled ass. He stopped for a brief moment to say, “Nice, just how I like my boys, full of cum.” He went back to licking my ass for a couple more minutes before stopping again. This time when he stopped I felt him push a small rough object into my ass and said, “Not only does cum make the best lube it’s great for dissolving a nice shard of Tina.” I suddenly felt a burn in my ass as he pushed the piece of Tina as deep as he could into my ass. I felt my high grow as the Tina dissolved as I experienced my first booty bump. I felt my client stand up behind me in this restrained positron position as my hole screamed out to be filled. He teased me with the tip of his cock causing me to try and push back in a attempt to get him inside me, but the position he had me in made that impossible. He had total control over my getting fucked. His teasing me drove me crazy to point I begged him, “Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. Breed me, I need your cum.” I repeated this several this several times and when I thought I wasn’t going to get fucked I felt him grab me by my hips and gave me exactly what I needed when he thrusted his cock balls deep. I then got the fucking I asked for as he pounded me hard. He fucked me for a good hour I felt his cock thicken as his place quickened and his breathing changed and he pushed I deep. As his cock throbbed inside me delivering a fresh load of cum he spoke, “What a great ass you have. I knew the first time I fucked you that if I had you to myself you’d get fucked all night long.” He wasn’t lying as he fucked another 2 loads into my ass before he pulled out and put a butt plug in my ass. He then left me I this precarious position. I want sure how long I was left like this when he returned. He gave me either slam just as strong as the first one me gave me. I coughed out hard as I felt him pull the butt plug from my ass, grab my hips and penetrate my hungry ass. It felt like he was fucking me harder then he had before. He gave me 4 more loads before he was done fucking me. He released my ankles followed by my wrists, and in the position I was in when he released my wrists I couldn’t help from falling into the pool. The water felt great as I heard him say, “Great ass you have Jock Boy.”

Part 86 - The Cummy Hole Bruce held Joe’s hands down on the bed as his cock hammered the muscled ass. Joe was pinned face down, his legs spread wide as Bruce fucked him. Bruce growled and shook as his cock shot spurt after spurt of cum into Joe’s hole. He gave a few more slams saying “Take that neg seed you fuckin’ poz slut.” He fell down on top of Joe’s sweaty back and rested a moment before rolling off on to the bed. After he recovered he looked over at Joe and asked “If you’re such a sleazy cumwhore, how come every time I fuck you your ass is sparkling clean? Don’t you usually walk around with some dude’s cum in you?” Joe chuckled “Nah, I’m not always loaded with cum. Besides, most guys that hire me want a freshly cleaned hole, so it’s habit I guess.” “Next time, I want that hole swimming with cum. Not just one guy’s load either, ok?” Bruce said. “Sure, you’re the customer. But… it’s gonna cost extra” Joe said. Bruce sighed. “Yeah, OK.” “I gotta find some guys right before our meeting and get take some loads. I suppose I could just save up some of my seed and pump it in, but fresh cum is always better, right?” Joe said with a wicked grin. “Yeah, it is. Besides, fuckin you right after a couple other guys would be damn hot” Bruce replied. Joe figured it would be like usual, Bruce would call him the next time he was in town on business in a couple weeks or a month and he could set it up. “OK, let me know next time you’re in town. Just give me a day or two notice” Joe said. This had been a good fuck, but he wasn’t really happy leaving Chicago early Monday morning to get back to meet Bruce that night. The money, though, would make up for some of the leather purchases he made during the fuck fest in the windy city. “How about tomorrow night? I got meetings until six. Maybe meet at eight?” Bruce asked. Joe grabbed his phone and popped up the calendar. “Uh, how about nine. I have a school thing tomorrow afternoon and then I’ll need to collect those loads. I can guarantee one but I should be able to get a few more” Joe suggested. “That works and I'd prefer more than one” Bruce replied. Joe got dressed and collected his stuff and said “I guess I’ll see ya tomorrow.” He headed home and found Kyle studying. “How was the gig?” Kyle asked. “Good, but it got really interesting at the end. I’m gonna need some help tomorrow” Joe replied. Kyle looked back at Joe and said “Uh, I told you. No more escorting jobs for me. I just feel weird about doing it.” “Nah, you get to fuck me before I go. He wants a cum loaded hole. So save your seed until tomorrow night” answered Joe. “God, I love it when you’re slutty. Only one load?” Kyle asked while rubbing his crotch. Joe laughed and said “I’m gonna try and get three or four. I'll send out a few messages and see who I can find as donors.” He picked up his regular phone off the table and sent some texts out. One by one he got answers and had four guys that would fill him with their charged cum. Kyle looked up over his laptop and asked “Does this guy guy know what he’s gonna be sticking his dick into?” “Well, he seems to get off on fucking my poz ass and gets pretty verbal about it. He thinks its demeaning to me but it’s just the opposite. Anyway, he should expect that the cum in my ass is gonna be poz too” Joe said. The following day, Joe got back from classes and cleaned up. The knock on the door at eight PM was just on schedule. Joe opened the door and gave Aaron a hug. “Thanks for helping me out, dude” Joe said before he looked around the living room and asked “Ready?” to Kyle and Steven. The three guys followed Joe back to the bedroom, stripping along the way. “Just getting three loads, Joe?” asked Aaron. “Dennis had to work, so I’m stopping over at the hotel and getting one from him before I meet the client” Joe said with a grin. Joe was wearing a red jockstrap and socks and kneeled on the edge of the bed, his bare ass hanging over. “Who’s first?” he asked. The three guys looked at each other and finally Kyle pushed Aaron towards Joe. Aaron pushed his sweat pants off and kneeled down, licking Joe’s hole and then tongue fucking it. He spit on his hand and stroked his already rigid cock. He was eager to fuck Joe since he had been Nick’s bitch for the past few weeks and his cock hand been neglected. He stood up and spit once more on Joe’s hole before pushing the head of his cock inside. Both Joe and Aaron moaned as Aaron plowed his cock in deeper. Aaron would have liked to fuck Joe for a long time but he also badly needed to shoot five days worth of cum. Aaron plowed for several minutes until Joe started to milk Aaron’s cock. Aaron fucked harder and then grabbed Joe’s hips, slammed in and then yelled out as his cock flooded Joe’s pussy. He slowly pulled his still hard cock out of Joe and stuffed his finger in all the way, feeling the warm jizz coat his finger. He took his finger out and gave it a quick lick before feeding it to Joe. Steven looked at Kyle and winked before pushing Aaron out of the way. With one firm shove, he was in balls deep. Steven let out a loud sigh as he felt Joe’s warm, slick chute wrapped tightly around his cock. He didn’t want to fuck too long since he wanted to make sure Joe kept as much poisonous cum in his ass when he went to the client. He gave long, slow strokes and started to speed up. He kept pumping into Joe for few minutes and then Kyle moved in behind him. Kyle started to work his fingers over Steven’s nips and watched his ass start to clench with each pinch. Kyle’s cock was riding up and down Steven’s ass crack as Steven fucked, leaking precum all over Steven’s ass. He reached around and twisted both of Steven’s nips at the same time and got exactly what he wanted. Steven thrust his cock in and pumped more toxins into Joe’s greedy hole. With the last drops deposited, Steven moved back pushing Kyle out of the way. Kyle bent over and licked Joe’s hole, tasting the cum mixture. He stood up and rubbed his pierced cock over Joe’s hole and then pushed in a few inches. It was a shallow fuck, with barely more than the tip getting inside but the friction on his head and the tugging on the piercing got Kyle worked up. Kyle fucked a little harder and went a little deeper, but only a third of his cock penetrating his partner was enough to get his balls readying their payload. When he felt the first pulse, he froze and let each shot pump into Joe’s cumhole. He leaned over Joe and kissed the back of his neck before reaching for the butt plug. Kyle pulled out slowly, forcing as much cum back inside as he could and then inserted the stainless steel plug into Joe’s recharged ass. “There ya go, bud. Almost full” Kyle said to Joe. “Thanks, guys. Saturday dinner is on me” Joe said as he put his jeans on and pulled a tee shirt over his head. Aaron followed Joe out the door and headed back to his apartment as Joe drove over to meet Dennis. Joe walked into the hotel manager’s office and said “Ready?” “Yeah, it’s gotta be quick. I need to do rounds in a few minutes” Dennis replied. He closed the door to the office and when he turned around, Joe already had his jeans off and was bent over the desk. Dennis chuckled and opened his pants and let them drop to his knees. He saw the plug in Joe’s ass and gave it a tug. He looked it over and gave a few licks before handing it to Joe. “Suck on that” he said, chuckling. Dennis’s cock was already hard and he spit on it and gave a couple strokes before resting the tip on Joe’s hole. Joe braced himself and Dennis slid his cock into the cummy hole. Deep inside Joe, he paused a moment to enjoy the feeling. Dennis knew he couldn’t pound Joe like normal since much of the cum inside of Joe would get forced out. He rode Joe’s ass with an almost gentle motion. While Dennis was hard and was enjoying the fuck, he knew he wasn’t going to cum like this very quickly. Dennis started pulling almost all the way out to get some friction over his glans and this seemed to work better and soon his balls started to tighten. He started to drill faster and the cum started to flow. Dennis let out a loud moan that he tried to stifle in case anyone was at the hotel’s front desk. His cock still in Joe’s ass, he reached around and took the plug out of Joe’s mouth and swapped his cock for the plug. Joe turned around and dropped to his knees, cleaning the end of Dennis’s cock of any cum he could find. Joe stood and pulled his jeans up while Dennis did the same with his pants. “Thanks, I appreciate it. Don’t forget dinner on Saturday” Joe said as he opened the office door. The two went out into the lobby and Joe headed over to Bruce’s hotel. Joe looked at his phone and saw he timed everything just about right. He had 10 minutes to get to Bruce’s room. He knocked on the door two minutes early and Bruce opened the door dressed only in a pair of boxers. “Prompt as usual. You got what I asked for?” Bruce asked. “Four loads in the last hour. I hope you like it sloppy” Joe said and grinned. “Fuck yeah! Get over to the bed you poz slut” Bruce commanded. Joe pushed off his shoes and dropped his jeans by the door. He climbed on the bed and Bruce pushed him down on his stomach. Bruce spread Joe’s legs and leaned in, looking at Joe’s hole. There was a bit of sweat and cum still inside his crack and Bruce spotted the plug right away. “Holding all that seed inside you, huh?” Bruce asked. Joe replied “Oh yeah” and wondered if Bruce really knew or cared how toxic the pool of cum inside him was. Bruce gave the plug a yank and Joe groaned as the plug squeezed its way out. Bruce looked the steel plug over and then rubbed it over Joe’s lips and pushed it into his mouth. Joe sucked it the rest of the way in and felt Bruce start to lick his cummy hole. Joe’s body shivered with Bruce eating his hole and then tongue fucking it. After a few minutes of eating Joe’s ass, Bruce stood up and stroked his dick. Feeling empty, Joe spun around and sucked on Bruce’s stiff cock. He could taste the precum already start to drip from Bruce’s dick and sucked hard on the cockhead trying to get more. Slowly he swallowed the whole shaft and had his nose surrounded by pubic hair. Joe flexed his throat a few times and pulled back, lightly grazing his teeth across Bruce’s meaty shaft. He heard Bruce moan so he decided to do it again. The moan was louder that time, so he sunk back down and then scraped his teeth along the shaft a little harder. “Oh my god, that is wild” Bruce said. Joe chuckled to himself and did it two more times. He looked up and Bruce had his eyes closed and kept moaning. Joe slurped his way back down and clamped his throat around the tip of Bruce’s cock before he then slowly pulled all the way off, his teeth scraping even harder this time and continuing over the head. Bruce’s moan had become a groan and he knew Bruce wouldn’t let him do this again. He looked down and saw a few red marks on Bruce’s cock and a red line down the top of the head. Joe turned around again and wiggled his ass and felt Bruce slide a finger inside. “No need for lube” Bruce said before Joe could feel him move closer. Joe felt the cock at his hole and he pushed back about the same time Bruce pushed forward. All six and a half inches of thick, cut cock was planted inside his hole, bathed in a mix of four guy's charged cum. Bruce laid on Joe’s back and stayed there few minutes. “God, this feels even better than I thought it would” Bruce said. Slowly he started rocking his hips and they could hear the cum get churned inside Joe’s ass. Bruce built up both speed and length of each stroke until he was standing on his feet, crouched down and pounding Joe’s hole. This fuck had more energy than Joe had remembered any he had gotten from Bruce. He loved a sloppy fuck and apparently Bruce did too. Bruce pulled out and watched some cum drip down Joe’s balls and then slammed back in and kept drilling. Joe began squeezing Bruce’s cock with his ass muscles and that was all that Bruce needed. He drove in deep and fell onto Joe’s back, forcing them down on the bed. Joe could feel Bruce’s body squirm and buck as he shot his load deep into Joe’s guts. Joe gripped the shaft hard, trying to keep all of the cum inside. Bruce laid there on top of Joe for a few minutes and then pulled out and rolled over on the bed. Joe turned and started to suck on Bruce’s softening cock, licking all of the cum off of it. Bruce squirmed a bit, obviously feeling some discomfort from Joe’s spit on the scraped, raw cock. Once the cock was licked clean, Joe moved to Bruce’s balls and sucked on them. When Joe tried to move a little lower towards Bruce’s ass, Bruce pushed him off “No one goes there, Dave” Bruce said sternly. Joe went back and started stroking and licking Bruce’s cock and soon it started to respond. Once it was fully hard, Joe crawled up Bruce’s body before sliding his hole back over Bruce’s dick. There was a whimper from Bruce as once again his cock was all the way inside Joe’s fuck chute. Joe ground his butt against Bruce’s hips and then started to ride him. He was careful not to pull up too high and let Bruce’s cock slip out of him, since he knew in this position he would lose a lot of cum. Joe played with Bruce’s nips as he bounced on his cock. Joe rode Bruce’s cock for almost ten minutes until Bruce’s moaning got louder and suddenly Bruce reached up and pulled Joe down hard on his cock. Bruce bucked up once and then his cock started to throb. The spurts of cum pumped in and mixed with all of the seed already inside Joe. Joe tried to squeeze Bruce’s shaft, but his muscles were tired and he only gave a light massage to it. Joe looked down and watched Bruce’s chest heave a few more times as he came down from the orgasmic rush. When Bruce opened his eyes, Joe asked “Is that what you were looking for?” Bruce nodded as Joe reached over for the butt plug. He rolled off and put it back in before laying back and resting a moment. “Thanks, that really was hot” Bruce said a few minutes later. “Glad you liked it” Joe said as he got off the bed and reached for his jeans. He slid them back on and pulled the t-shirt over his head and smiled back at Bruce. “See you again sometime?” Joe asked. “Oh yeah” Bruce replied. Joe walked over and grabbed his envelope and walked out the door.

I used to cruise for sex at a shopping centre close to both work and my home in Brissy. I soon determined that when on holiday, the best time to meet tradies was at lunch time between 12:00 and 2:00 PM. As there was a lot of construction going on at the time, the construction workers would go there for lunch and take a dump or what ever in the dunny. There were three dunnies in the men's room and on this day two were occupied so I took the one that was vacant, closed the door, sat on the dunny and started to wank. I was in the left dunny, another guy in the middle and another in the one on his right. I heard the dunny flush and the guy in the middle left. Just as I was about to open my door and move into the middle dunny, the door opened and another guy came in and took the middle dunny, so I sat down and resumed wanking. After a minute or so, I took a peep under the wall and saw dirty workman's boots and a pair of football shorts around the man's ankles. After a couple of minutes I plucked up the courage to look through a small hole in the wall and saw an eye looking back at me. 'Fuck, if this guy is butch. He might want to punch the shit out of me', I thought, so I sat down and nursed my throbbing cock. Even though it was a bit scary it was turning me on. The next thing I know the guy was looking at me under the wall. When I caught him he quickly pulled away. Next I saw his hand come under the wall with a pen rolled up in some dunny paper. I took the note and read "Cum in here with me." I thought the guy must have liked what he saw so I wrote "OK" and passed it back to him. I unlocked my door and walked out just as another guy came in. I went to the wash basins and pretended to wash my hands. The new guy took my place in the now vacant left hand dunny. I walked over to the middle dunny and tried to look through the crack in the door. It slowly opened so I went in and locked the door behind me. This guy was a muscled fucking tradie sitting on the dunny with his legs apart wanking a nice thick cut cock. I knelt down and started to suck him off and he moaned. The dunny seat was the kind with a gap in the front so I slipped my hand through it and started to finger his hole. To my surprise he started to moan even more. He quietly asked me to stand up so I did and he took my uncut cock in his mouth and worked my foreskin like magic. We were both getting off on each other, oblivious to the other guys next to us. He pushed me back and my cock popped out of his mouth which was now fucking fully hard and well lubed with his spit. He turned around and knelt on the dunny seat presenting me with his arse. I knelt down and started to drive my tongue in and out of his hole. He moaned like a hot whore. While I was doing this he was wanking his cock so hard and fast I thought he would do himself an injury. "Fuck me, fuck me, shove that cock up my arse," he snorted. So I spat on his hole, and also lubed my cock, pulled my foreskin all the way over the head of my cock, and positioned it at the opening of his arse. I rubbed it up and down his crack, teasing him with it, I slipped it up and down and made him feel my oversized cum filled balls press against his rosebud. "Fuck me, fuck me now before I blow." he pleaded. I positioned my cock at his arse opening and pushed my cock all the way in. His arse was hot and tight and I felt my foreskin slide all the way back as I entered his arse. His moans became louder but I didn't care. I simply piston-fucked his tight hole. He grunted, in fact, all but screamed and shouted "Fuck me, fuck me I'm going to cum." I drove may cock balls deep into his arse and threw my head back with the pleasure of it. It was then I noticed the two guys on either side had stood up on their dunny seats and were enjoying the show. One of the men encouraged me, saying "Go on give him what he wants fuck his tradie arse." I could tell by the way they were shaking that they were both wanking and getting off on this fuck. My cock got harder, fucking turned on by the tradie and the audience. The Tradie yelped and shouted "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Not to be outdone, I resumed my focus and drove my cock in and out as hard as I could. I felt his arse tighten around my cock and he clamped down so tightly, I was all but locked in his arse. I grabbed his shoulders with both hands and drove my cock deep into his hot hole, slumped forward and looked over his shoulder and felt the spasms in his arse and saw cum shoot out of his cock and hit the wall. Instantly, my balls rose and I could feel the cum travelling through my cock and bursting out of the eye of my cock into his hot moist tight arse. My body convulsed as my monster load left my balls. I slumped forward over my tradie, pushing his head down near the flusher. We stayed locked together savouring our experience fucking. The two guys watching grunted their approval and obviously spat their loads too. Eventually we disengaged, he dressed, said "Thanks, mate" and left. I took his place on the dunny, admiring my cock as I regained my strength from the best dunny tradie fuck I had ever experienced. This is a true story.

I just used a Latino shorty's beefy ass for a much overdue pump n dump. During the flight I kept thinking about dick and ass because it was the end of a long work trip with no distractions. So I hopped online after landing and saw the pic of his beefy tan ass in an ad for being a cumdump. 30mins later I parked in front of the guys apartment and waited for the previous fucker to finish. My dick was hard in the truck thinking about his sloppy hole. I had 5 days worth of sperm to donate. 5mins later my tongue was tasting his smooth young hole. 15mins later I was verbally abusing the cumdump with my anonymous bare cock ready to bust up his ass. He begged for it and reverse my cock till it milked that fat load of sperm right out of my heavy balls He texted that I should come again :)

I had moved to a new city about 6 months ago and moved into an apartment with a guy who advertised his spare room on roommates.com. Like me, he was gay, single and had a busy work schedule, so we didn’t see too much of each other around the apartment. His name was Eddie, he was 28 years old, and he was about 5”11, Latino and muscled from a combination of his job as a tradesman and working out at the gym. Both his arms were covered in some of the most beautiful, intricate tattoo sleeves I had ever seen. Also, I was pretty sure he was poz, as I saw some of his medications lying around in the shared bathroom a few times. However, I didn’t give this much thought, as shortly after arriving in my new city I got a boyfriend, and we entered into an intense relationship. I had really loved my boyfriend, Rob, but after about 6 months of dating and practically living together at my place, Rob suddenly broke up with me. With no other explanation other than that “things weren’t fun any more” he packed up his belongings that were at my place, and left. I was devastated, as even though we had only been together a short time, I had genuinely thought that Rob and I would be together for ever. Late the next morning after Rob had left, I finally left my room. Wearing just the jockstrap (which is all I usually sleep in), I walked to the kitchen, where Eddie was standing at the sink, washing some dishes, and I headed straight to the freezer, took out a tub of ice cream, grabbed a clean spoon and started eating. ”Hey man! What the fuck do you think you’re doing? That’s my ice cream!” Eddie cried ”Look, I’m sorry man, I’ve had a bad day...” I started to reply ”You always do this, dude! You take my food without asking, you don’t help with the washing up, and you’re practically naked!” I found this a bit rich, as Eddie wasn’t wearing much more than me - he had on very tight briefs and a singlet. “And I’ll work on that...” I started, but Eddie was on a roll. ”And to top it all off, Rob is over here ALL the time, I should charge him rent too” ”Well, about that, Rob broke up with me last night, so that’s one problem sorted” ”Oh shit, I’m so sorry Joe! I didn’t realise,” Eddie’s tone of voice changed to sympathy, and he grabbed me in a hug. ”I honestly thought we were going to be together forever,” I said dejectedly, as his arms gave me a squeeze, my head on his shoulders and my arms reciprocating his hug. “And he hasn’t given any reason, other than that ‘things weren’t fun anymore’!” ”The guy was a cunt anyway,” Eddie said. “He hit on me a few times when he was over here and you were out, but I didn’t want to say anything” ”Oh man!” I cried out. Eddie’s hug intensified, and as it did, I felt his hands slowly work their way down my back, until they were over my ass cheeks, where he gave a little grab. ”Dude! I JUST broke up with my boyfriend!” I said, though I didn’t break the hug. ”The best way to get over a guy, is to get under another...” he said, looking at me intensely. I returned his look. Eddie was so handsome, I couldn’t help myself, and if I was honest, I had always had a bit of a crush on him. I leaned in to kiss him at the same time as he leaned in. Our lips found each other’s, and we started to explore each other’s mouths. With increasing intensity, we probed each other’s mouths with our tongues, barely coming up for air between each long, deep kiss. We became more and more animated, until I was pushed back into the fridge, which we used to steady ourselves as we made out more. After a few minutes, we broke apart, and I ripped his singlet off him, pulling it over his head, fully revealing his barely covered torso, and only just now noticed that his left nipple had a barbell sticking through it. My mouth immediately went for it, and I latched on to his nipple, sucking it and licking it, while he moaned in pleasure. My left hand moved to his other nipple and started playing with it, my attention to them making them become erect. I broke away from his nipple to kiss him again, and he moved down to my neck, kissing it and biting it a little - I knew I would have hickies to explain when I went back to work on Monday. Fuck! This was hot! I wondered why we had never done this before, and then my new hatred of Rob intensified as I realised that the time I’d spent with him had potentially stopped me from having fun with Eddie. After a few more minutes of exploring each other’s bodies I knew I had to have Eddie’s cock in my mouth. I reached down to his briefs and pulled them down, revealing a beautiful, hard cock that was 8” long and nicely thick, so that I could just get may hand fully around it. At the same time, I pulled down my jockstrap, releasing my own straining cock. Both our cocks were liberally leaking precum. I couldn’t waste any more time, and got on my knees and started to suck his dick. Starting by licking around the big head, and sucking up all of the delicious precum, I started taking his cock into my mouth. Taking my time, I worked his cock into my mouth, gagging a little, but determined to take it all the way so that his pubes and my goatee met. ”Fuuuuuuuuck...!” He moaned. “That’s fucking hot, man! I can’t believe you managed to get all the way down in one go - not many guys can do that” i just moaned in response, my mouth being full of his juicy, thick cock. I started to move his cock in and out of my mouth, taking in air through my nose every time just his cockhead was in my mouth, before going back to deepthroat him. I was (justifiably) proud of my blowjob skills, and I wanted to give Eddie the full benefit of them. It wasn’t long before he started matching the rhythm of my moving in and out, until he was just straight up face fucking me as he held his hands behind my head to keep me in place. I loved every second of it, and reached down to my own cock, to feel the enormous erection I was sporting, and feeling the constant stream of precum that was leaking from my slit. I started to slowly jerk myself as he face fucked me, until he abruptly pulled out. ”Fuck man, I’m going to cum if we keep this up, but I really want to fuck you properly” ”Let’s go to your room then, and do this properly,” I said, standing up, and playing with his nipples as I did so. I playfully grabbed the nipple with the piercing in it and started to lead him to his room. He had no choice but to follow me! When we reached his room, I turned around to face him, started kissing him and fell backwards onto his bed, bringing him with me, so that he fell on top of me. I drew my legs up to encircle him. ”I want you inside of me” I whispered into his ear. “I want you to fuck me, and I want you to cum inside of me. I’ve never been fucked raw, and I want to feel it. I want you to be the first” ”Joe, you know I’m poz though, don’t you?” ”Yeah, but you’re on meds, though, right? You can’t pass it on if you’re undetectable” ”You don’t understand, I’m on a medication break at the moment. The meds were interfering with my liver function a bit, so the doctor took me off them about two months ago, so I’m going to be toxic right now” This gave me pause for thought, but only for a second. ”I don’t care. If I poz, I poz, and I can’t think of a better person to gift it to me than you. All I know is that right now I need you to fuck me, and I need you to cum inside of me” ”You sure?” ”I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life” ”Then let’s do this properly” With that, Eddie went down on me, licking and probing my ass hole with his tongue. He got it wet, and gave me sensations I had never felt from someone eating my ass before. I could feel it puckering up in pleasure with each lick and slight nibble, and then he started pushing his tongue into my hole which sent me wild! ”Oh fuck! Don’t stop! That feels so good!” I screamed. He kept going, getting deeper and deeper with each probe of his tongue. I was in heaven! But suddenly he pulled out, leaving me feel empty. However, I wasn’t empty for long as he started to replace his tongue with his middle finger, gently getting further and further in. One finger became two, as he added his index finger, and two became three as his ring finger went into my hole. He worked his fingers in and out, before finally adding in his pinkie, to make sure that my hole was loose enough to take his thick cock. ”All you’re getting for lube is my spit and precum,” he said as he pulled his fingers out, spat on his cock, and slowly started to push his raw cock into my hole. ”Oh fuck, that feels so good! Give me your poz cock!” ”Yeah? You want my toxic seed filling you up?” He asked, as he slowly pushed further into me. ””Fuck yeah, fucking poz me up! Make me your poz whore!” ”Oh hell yeah!” He said as with one final push, he entered me all the way, and I could feel his cockhead pushing on my second ring. “I’m going to fill you with so much fucking poz seed it’s going to be leaking down your legs for a week!” Now he was all the way in, he started to draw back and pound me, fucking me with all abandon, so that my head was hitting up against the wall. It was like he turned into an animal, lost in the lust of the moment, and the pleasure of pozzing up a neg hole. Holding onto my legs, so they were up in the air, he fucked and pounded me, slapping me every now and then and other times reaching down to kiss me. The sheer animal fury of it took over me as well, as I kept begging for his toxic cum, telling him to poz me up and share his gift with me. This went on for half an hour, and i don’t know where we got the stamina for it, but it was the most passionate fuck of my life. But after half an hour, I could feel his strokes change, and he slowed down, as he growled “I hope you’re ready to become poz because you’re fucking getting my load man!” Then I felt his cock spasm inside of me as he unleashed torrent after torrent of poz cum into my gut. I could feel it warming up my inside, for spurt after spurt. This had to be the biggest load of cum ever! ”Fuck man, give it to me! Give me your poz load!” At the same time, I started my own orgasm, without touching myself. My ass clamped down on Eddie’s cock, milking him for all it was worth, while my dick spewed what was possibly the last neg load I would ever produce all over my chest and face. When he was done, Eddie collapsed on top of me, panting and lazily kissing me on the lips. He slowly pulled out of me, his cock still, incredibly, hard. I could feel some of his cum leak out of my abused hole and onto the bed spread, despite my trying to keep it in. Eddie offered his cock to me, and I noticed a slight pink tinge to the cum before I took it into my mouth to clean off. ”Fuck, that was incredible!” I said once I had licked off the last of the cum from his dick. ”I’m glad you enjoyed it, but we aren’t done yet” Eddie said with a smirk. “I need to make sure my gift takes hold...” And for the rest of the weekend we fucked like rabbits. I must have taken at least 10 loads from him that weekend, and we must have fucked on every surface in the apartment. After that, I never bothered sleeping in my room again, as Eddie and I started dating properly. And six weeks after that initial fuck, I came down with a pretty bad ‘flu. Looks like I got what I wanted...

Being a pig…for me. When I first started having sex I did the basics…I got sucked and sucked dick. I fucked, occasionally. I remember some men thinking I was a “dirty” guy for I swallowed cum and I rimmed ass before I fucked. Now I do a lot more… On my blog I once called bringing my cock out of a man’s ass to his mouth The Pig Test. I think it’s a good starting point for me. It’s a freeing of having ‘respectable’ sex. And if you’ve cleaned out properly, the lube your ass produces is delicious. I love the juices men make. I love the taste of them and the feel. I don’t think it’s about uncleanliness. I don’t want pits to reek of not having been washed for 4 days. Sweat only smells bad when it has been on the body for a time and becomes full of bacteria—I want you to start freshly showered and we will make the sweat by having vigorous sex. Then I will be licking those pits every chance I get. They are full of pheromones—the very thing that gets our cocks hard. And I hope you would want to taste the desire on my tongue. Piss is different than urine. Watersports pigs dilute the urine by drinking water or beer or fruit juice so it is almost clear piss. And it’s about sensation. I love to fuck a man on my bench, pull out and coat his ass with my piss. For him, it is suddenly warm and wet. And it causes me to rim him all over again. Piss in the mouth – it’s about what is coming out of a dick—this never ending cumshot of fluid pouring into you. Not to mention the head rush of serving the man delivering it completely. And then there is felching. I was sure I would never do that. Larry Kramer made it sound so disgusting in Faggots. And then it happened to me by chance in a bathhouse. A man I was rimming pushed the load he’d just taken into my mouth. I came on the spot. And was hooked… My chosen screenname sums up the sexual adventurer I have become embracing the pigginess that fuels my sex drive.

The problem is it's never ENOUGH. As soon as I cum I feel a few seconds of relief but already my balls start to refill and I go back into fuck mode. It takes GREAT restraint to cum once and go, it's a full time occupation being a multiple cummer

PART 2: Marcus and I continued to see each other, as friends, at parties and bars with our mutual buddies. Most of the time he'd have his girlfriend, Chloe, with him. Our relationship changed subtly. We acted more relaxed around each other and he would touch me in a "bro" way, much more often than he did before we had sex. We were definitely closer and sort-of intimate in a bromance kind of way. This went on for a few weeks, without either of us ever mentioning the night he finally came inside someone (me), which was the first time I'd ever taken a poz load. This Friday night we pre-partied at our buddy's apartment and Chloe, his girlfriend, was there again. She was very pretty, and I really liked her. We had even begun to get closer. It was her idea to go out to the club, she wanted to dance. Nobody wanted to go though, but Marcus was obligated as the good boyfriend to take her dancing. Chloe tried really hard to convince other people to come along, but everybody wanted a more chill night in. She particularly put her efforts into persuading me to go with her and Marcus to the club. She was dancing up on me, and said,"Marcus can't dance, come on, you have to come so I can have a dancing partner. Pleassse?" I looked at Marcus and he just gave a shrug and a smile. I caved to peer pressure and decided I would tag along and go dancing with them. Marcus had booked an Uber and it didn't take long before we were piling in the back seat together. The Uber driver asked,"Where to?" Chloe immediately responded,"Majesty!" I looked at Marcus questioningly because while it was the biggest and best dance club in the city, it was also predominantly gay. Chloe saw the look on my face and me looking at Marcus and said to me,"Come on, it's the best club for dancing, and you don't have to play like you're straight around me anymore." We all laughed and Marcus just shrugged and smiled again, "She calls the shots bro." We got to the club about midnight and surprisingly the line was out the door already. We got in quickly, and first order was Chloe going to the bathroom, while Marcus and I got everybody drinks. While he and I were at the upstairs bar getting all the drinks he said,"Thanks for coming out tonight man. I know you didn't really want to. Just so you know, I didn't tell Chloe you were gay, she's actually the one that told me the night before...you and I...well in the sauna... Chloe found out from her co-worker, I think you would call him a twink. haha. Anyways, you apparently fuck him on the regular." I gulped a big swig of my drink. Damn, my throat got dry all of a sudden, and I was beginning to sweat. ---So he found out I was gay the night before he fucked me? Hmmm. Chloe popped up between the two of us, grabbing a drink from Marcus with one hand and grabbed my hand with her other, dragging me out to the dance floor,"Come on! Let's dance!" she yelled. I actually really enjoy dancing, and she and I lit the floor up. We were on the dance floor for a solid hour, thoroughly soaked in sweat. Marcus would watch us from the sidelines, refreshing our drinks and had a small table ready for us with bottled water for when, or if, we ever took a break. We had an amazing time. I started to get a little tired, and she had to pee, so we finally made it to Marcus' table. She said she was ready to go home, so Marcus ordered an Uber and while we waited she was still dancing next to the table in between Marcus and myself. He was behind her as she ground her ass against his crotch, his mouth was on her sweaty neck, and his hands held her tiny hips tightly. His strong hands. Chloe moved my hands to her hips too, then moved them on top of Marcus' hands. He was still kissing Chloe's neck, but he was looking straight into my eyes. It was the first time Marcus and I had touched intimately since the night he came in me. We got to their apartment, and Chloe insisted I come in for a beer and to wind down. Chloe was drunk and very horny, she was all over Marcus. I wasn't jealous, it was nice to see. But it was getting me horny! I was watching music videos on the TV when she drug Marcus to their bedroom, for obvious reasons. I resigned myself to the couch and laid down. I vaguely heard Chloe cumming, she wasn't quiet, and it sounded like she really got off. It wasn't ten minutes later when Marcus came out of the bedroom in just gym shorts. I immediately noticed he wasn't wearing underwear and was still somewhat hard. Marcus went to the fridge and asked if I wanted another beer. I said,"sure, but shouldn't you have some water? I heard Chloe in there, and it sounded like you probably need to rehydrate." Marcus laughed as he handed me my beer. He was standing in front of me, his still semi hard cock about a foot from my face under a thin layer of mesh gym shorts material. I could smell the sex from him and it made my face flush and my dick harden. Marcus said,"I"m surprised you heard us over the tv, these walls are pretty well insulated. And you know I don't gotta hydrate, you know the way it is with me and my girlfriends. I can't cum with a condom and they won't let me fuck them without one." He put his hand on the side of my face and lifted it up looking down at me,"nobody's ever let me cum in them, except you." I couldn't even look at him now, because his cock was fully erect in his shorts right in front of my face and I couldn't control myself one second longer. I grabbed his cock and gave it a squeeze. He put his beer on the table and dropped his shorts, put his hand behind my neck and used his other hand to aim his thick uncut cock at my mouth. I eagerly sucked his throbbing monster into my mouth. I could taste the condom residue and when I deep throated him I could smell Chloe's pussy on his pubes. It excited me so much, that I undid my pants and pulled my dick out and started stroking as I vigorously sucked his cock. I was bouncing up and down on it as he told me to,"suck that dick. I know you want it. You want this load don't you? You want my cum inside you, don't you? Tell me.." I came off his cock and said,"yes. I've missed your cock, and I want your cum inside me. Wherever you want to put it." He quickly yanked me up from the couch and grabbed my pants and underwear and jerked them down, pulling my feet out of them. He kissed me hard on the mouth and slipped his tongue inside me. I moaned into his mouth and felt his hands on my ass. He pulled his mouth back for a second and stuck two fingers inside my mouth and I sucked them as he moved them in and out. He pulled them free from my mouth and spit on his two wet fingers, reaching around and began to push them into my asshole as he grabbed my head with his free hand and kissed me hard again. He got his fingers up inside me to the knuckle and again, I moaned into his mouth. Marcus was being aggressive and I loved it. He turned me around and pulled off my shirt, he wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me against him. His muscular pecs and stomach were against my back and his cock was snugly in my ass crack. He spat into his free hand and I could tell he was lubing up his cock, seconds later I felt his cockhead pushing against my hole. It breached my opening and I sighed in pain and pleasure while he kissed my neck and forced more of his stiff cock inside my ass. He moved forward, causing me to have to put my knees up on the couch, he pushed my head forward so I was bent over now in doggy style. I felt his hand firmly grasp my hips, he started fucking his big cock in and out of my hole. My asshole felt so good as he longdicked me. Feeling his slick cock sliding all the way in and out of me had me leaking precum and I grabbed my swollen cock to jerk off while he pounded my ass. "Oh god, Marcus, fuck me. Shit that feels so good. I can't wait for you to finish off inside me," I said. Marcus responded,"You like this big black cock? You want my poz load up that pussy?" I told him to please cum in me, fill me up good. We were making quite a bit of noise at this point, but I didn't care if Chloe woke up and saw us even, it felt so good, I wasn't going to let him stop until he unloaded in me. I could tell he was getting close too, he was fucking me so hard, my ass was getting plowed into at such a fast rate, I was glad he had lube on his cock from the condom that he used to fuck Chloe not too long ago. Just thinking of that made me hornier, and I wanted his cum even more knowing that his girlfriend never took it. Marcus began moaning and saying,"oh fuck, here it comes. I'm about to blow. Ah shit, ah shit, ah shiiitttt." He slammed into me deep and I felt his cock swell and thicken stretching my hole out more as he pumped me full of his poz cum. He kept himself buried deep inside me as I continued to jerk off and I was getting close. I guess he could tell I was about to blast his couch with my cum because he grabbed my hand and stopped me. "Wait, please?" I said, "please let me cum with you still inside me." He slowly pulled out of me, grabbed me and turned me around face to face. His lips met mine with force and his tongue snaked into my mouth to wrestle with mine. His hands moved up to my shoulders and pushed me down firmly so that I was seated on the edge of the couch. I briefly watched a few seconds of the music video playing as hot shirtless guys danced around a diva. He dropped to his knees and grabbed my legs, and spread them wide. I felt so open and powerless. He looked down and aimed his rigid cock at my wet hole, while his hands held my ankles wide and high I felt his cockhead on my hole right before he slammed fully into me. I gasped, my mouth was in a permanent "O" because that thick dickhead just punched my prostate and he held it there applying pressure to it, squeezing the cum out of it, making it escape through my cock onto my stomach. He immediately began fucking me at breakneck speeds, and it brought me back to the first time we fucked. He was able to blow a second load within minutes of the first one last time, and this was how he did it. I hoped it was happening again, remembering it last time was enough to bring me off, my body went stiff and I began shooting cum into my open mouth and all over myself as he rammed my prostate. I was drenched in my own cum as I watched him build up to his second orgasm, he moved his hands to my hips and thrust himself as deeply as he could and I felt his cock swell yet again pumping his load into me. I think we were both exhausted at this point. He pulled out, and he lifted my limp legs to slide my underwear back onto me. He laid my motionless body down on the couch, put his gym shorts on, and crawled up next to me, pulling the couch blanket over us. We both blacked out. The morning sun shined brightly through the living room window curtains. Music videos were still playing on the tv. I was disoriented for a minute while my mind processed where I was, and why I was there and what had happened. Marcus was still snuggled up to me under the blanket on the couch. His arm was around me, and I felt his erection against my ass. I was worried, Chloe would wake up and catch us like this. I shook him and told him to hurry and get up before his girlfriend woke up. He yawned and stretched a little. He said,"Don't worry, she sleeps like a zombie til late. Last night was amazing man. Watching you and Chloe dance last night had me hard half the time I was at the club." I was like,"what? You were sitting at the table in the club with a boner watching your girlfriend and I dance? You fuckin' pervert. No wonder you're hard right now." Marcus said,"You call me the pervert, but you let me fuck you like a cum hungry slut and you've taken four of my poz loads in your ass and acted like it was a gift from heaven." My mouth hung open in disbelief, but he had a point. I was a total cumslut when it came to him fucking me. I mean, he's fucking hot, straight, hung, and cums gallons and not just once. I laughed and said,"okay, okay, that's me in the moment, yes. I kinda separate those moments from you and me, as buddies. Right now, we're blurring the lines and it has me freaking a little." Marcus, ran his hand down my side and grabbed my underwear to yank them down. He brought his hand up to his mouth and spit in it, moved it to my mouth and said,"spit." I did as he commanded and spit in his hand. He reached under the blanket and lubed up his rock hard cock. He pushed into my hole with relative ease, but I could feel the friction. I groaned, and just let him do what he wanted to me. Marcus smiled and said,"see? you don't even try to stop me from fucking you when a minute ago you were worried about Chloe waking up? You're a whore for me." He was right, I couldn't help it either, his thick bare cock filling my hole up deeply was irresistible. I went from worrying about his girlfriend waking up to not caring if his grandma walked in on us as soon as his cock began to push into me. He firmly held my hip as he fucked slowly in and out of my hole. His massive loads from last night were enough that he didn't need any lube besides our spit to enter me. It wasn't as slick as last night, but he was going so slowly that it didn't need to be. He propped his head up on his hand while he rested his elbow on the pillow looking down at me. He looked so casual...from the waist up. I again warned him,"we better stop before Chloe gets u...." Just then the bedroom door opened and Chloe walked out in just a t-shirt, her tight pert tits were clearly bra-less and she wore a thong, her ass cheeks bounced as she went straight for the kitchen. Meanwhile Marcus simply moved his eyes from me, to the tv and began watching the music video. Marcus said,"Good morning babe. You feel okay? I came in here after you passed out to keep my homie company and we kinda blacked out here." Chloe turned around looking disheveled but glowing, she smiled and said,"I actually feel really good. I think all that dancing and then a good orgasm was what I needed last night. You guys look so cute, do you two want some coffee?" I was dumbfounded, as all of this unfolded before me, Marcus' cock was STILL deep inside me and he was still slowly fucking me. Marcus looked down at me and said,"you want some?" with a big smile. I knew he meant, did I want his cum, but he was trying to shake me loose to answer Chloe about the coffee. I stammered, "Uhmmm, yeah. Sure, yeah I want it...I mean, some. Some coffee, yes, please." Chloe responded, "great! two coffees coming up!" Marcus laughed, "yup, coming up!" as he continued to fuck my hole, picking up a little speed. Chloe had her back to us working on the coffee, and Marcus looked down at me, kissed me hard on the lips and whispered,"you ready for it? you want me to cum up in that hole?" I said,"yes, breed me again..." He tensed up and I felt him blasting inside me again as his girlfriend finished up our coffees. She brought them over to us and handed each of us our own cups while Marcus was still inside me. Chloe said, "I gotta put some pants on, it's freezing in here," as she bounced to the bedroom. Marcus pulled out of my asshole, and pulled up his shorts and sat up. He winked at me as he brought his cup to his mouth. I just shook my head and said, "whatever Marcus, it's your funeral." and rolled my eyes. He laughed into his mug.

Most of my friends are straight and through them I met their straight friends, that's how I met Marcus. He was 19, just graduated high school and was now living in the city going to college. Marcus was very good looking. He was only 5'6", but half black and half hispanic, with an incredibly picture worthy face. I'd see him at my friend's house when I'd go over there to party. We all drank, and half of them smoked. He was the only one that didn't really drink I'd tease him a bit because of that, until one night after I kept trying to get everyone, including him, to take shots of tequila together. My buddy, who's apartment we partied in, caught me alone in the kitchen and quickly said,"don't say anything, but the reason Marcus doesn't drink much is because he's afraid it will mess with his HIV meds." Obviously, I had a very confused look at my face because I'd met Marcus' girlfriend and the one before his current one, so my bud went further to explain,"He's not gay or anything, but he was born with it, his father apparently got it when he was in prison at a young age from using drugs and didn't know it, so all of his kids were born with HIV." I was shocked, and sad for Marcus. We got the tequila shots and took them into the living room and we handed everyone their shot glasses, except Marcus. I guess that's where I made my mistake because, I always tried to get him to drink, and when he wouldn't drink what I offered him, then I'd down his shot for him. This time I didn't even offer him a glass. I didn't think anything of it, but he's a smart kid and he apparently figured it out. Later that night, everyone was pretty messed up one way or the other, and there were only four of us still awake. My buddy and his girlfriend, Marcus and myself. My friend's girlfriend started to doze off and suddenly threw up a little bit on her shirt, so while he dealt with cleaning her up Marcus jumped up and took his shirt off, and said to me, "let's go down to the hot tub!" It was about 50 degrees outside but I was drunk enough, that it sounded like an adventure. Besides, this was the first time I'd seen Marcus shirtless and quite frankly I wanted to see a lot more. He was so lean that you could see all of his muscles, and boy did he have a lot of muscles, they were well hidden under his hoodies and sweatshirts he always wore. He was smooth and just had an incredible body in general. We grabbed some towels and I realized we didn't have any swim trunks, to which he responded, "no one's gonna be down there, we'll take our clothes off under the towels and just slip in the hot tub naked." I was all in! "Let's go then!" I exclaimed. I couldn't help looking at Marcus' back as I followed him down to the pool and hot tub area. This little guy wasn't so little and he was ripped. My mouth watered watching his tight bubble butt bouncing going down the stairs. Fucking hell, I was getting hard just watching his back and ass! We got to the hot tub, the courtyard lights were off, since it was the colder season and no one used the pool or hot tub. It was dark so Marcus didn't bother getting undressed under the towel and neither did I. Obviously I couldn't help myself from looking, and saw his cock, rather I stared at his cock and it was so hot, beautiful, uncut and looked about 4-5 inches soft, it was thick and he had some big low hanging balls too. Again, my mouth was watering, and I had to very quickly get into the hot tub because I was half hard in about two seconds after seeing him naked. We were chilling and chatting in the hot tub, I asked about his current girlfriend, and he caught me off guard by giving a serious answer saying,"she's hot as fuck, but she won't let me fuck her raw dawg, cause she scared of getting HIV." Although the news didn't surprise me, his admission of it did, and he saw the look on my face. "Look, I know our buddy told you, when you brought the tequila shots in, it was the first time ever, that you didn't offer me one. And I saw the way you tried not to look at me. I go through this every time someone finds out." I kinda stammered a bit and just sheepishly said,"you're not as dumb as you look. Yeah, he told me, and I'm sorry man. You know, I have friends that are HIV positive too, I hope you know I don't think less of you, I was just caught off guard because you're straight, and I don't know any straight positive people." Marcus went on to tell me about his frustrations with just about anyone he dated. He said, he hadn't been able to cum with a condom in years and his girlfriend's would rarely, if ever, let him raw dawg their pussies and they definitely never let him finish inside of them. He even had a couple girlfriends get on PrEP and they still didn't let him cum in them. I was kinda shocked and blurted out,"They were on PrEP and wouldn't let you cum in them?!?! That's stupid, hell, if you're paranoid about alcohol messing with your meds, I know you're undetectable, and I'd let you cum in me even if I weren't on PrEP." I can't believe I just said that. I quickly, followed up with,"I mean, if I were your girlfriend." Wait, that didn't sound right either, so I chimed in again,"I mean, if I was a girl and on PrEP." He was laughing at me, and responded,"It's cool, I know what you mean. So...you said you were on PrEP?" Did I? Oh yeah, I said,"even if I weren't on PrEP..." I didn't quite know what to say, so I just said, "uhmmm..." Marcus was so chill though, he laughed again and moved over next to me, putting his arm around my neck and comforted me, "You think I didn't know you were gay? Remember...I'm not as dumb as I look." We laughed together. I felt relaxed again, and affirmed what he already knew. "Yeah, I'm gay and yes I'm on PrEP." He asked if I was a top or bottom, his bluntness surprised me. I said I'm a top. And I don't know why, but I volunteered that I had bottomed in the past, it just wasn't my preference. He stood up in the hot tub, and since he had his arm around my neck, his cock was literally inches from my face now. And it had grown. His thick cock was somewhat hanging at about 6 inches now right in front of me. He said,"come on, we better go dry off in the sauna before we put our clothes back on." He walked toward the sauna while I hopped out and grabbed my towel to cover my fully erect cock. My 7.5 inch beer can cock stood straight up and was like concrete. We got into the sauna and he was totally naked, he didn't bring his towel. I just held my towel over my cock basically and sat down. I couldn't help but look at his growing cock. And he noticed. "You ever suck a black guy's cock?" I was still buzzing on alcohol and the whole situation that I just responded,"yes, I love suck big cocks." He laughed as he started stoking himself. He was a very solid 8 inches and quite thick. He nonchalantly said,"come suck this big black cock then." I immediately got up, letting my towel drop and went straight to his dick and enveloped it in my mouth. I was high from this whole scene, I wasn't thinking rationally, I just wanted this gorgeous straight guy's big cock in my mouth. He was moaning and groaning telling me to "suck that big cock" and "yeah, get it all down your throat." I had grabbed my towel and put it on the wooden bench so I could put my knees up on it and lean over his cock better. Trying to get more of him into my throat. The sauna was hot and we were both sweating like crazy, he continued to moan and as I got my mouth all the way down to his pubes he grabbed my head with both hands and started to throat fuck me. I was loving having this straight guy use my mouth and throat as a fuck hole. He seemed to be enjoying it so much and I didn't want it to end, but I did want his cum. As he kept fucking my mouth he moved one hand down the back of my head and neck and was carressing me from my neck to my ass. He'd grab my ass and squeezed it, and rubbed my cheeks. Our bodies were so slick from sweat, his hands on my body felt electric. He even began to slide his fingers in and out of my crack, stopping on my hole and gently pushing into me. We were sweating so much that I realized he was collecting the sweat from my back and using it as lube to get his finger into my tight hole. Once he broke past my hole's resistance, he sunk his finger into my hole. It felt amazingly tight and slick and I moaned around his dick. He started saying,"shit man, shit yo' mouth feels good on my cock. Keep doin that and I'm gonna bust," as he started finger fucking me faster and harder, I felt so vulnerable and slutty being used by him. I wanted to swallow his load so I began moaning and sucking him harder and faster. "I'm gonna cum man," he barely got out in between hard breaths. I moaned around his cock that I was bobbing up and down on,"mmhmm, mmhmmm," encouraging him to blow his load down my throat. I felt his body tensing up and he had two fingers buried in my hole but was just wiggling them around inside me. His hand on my head started pushing my face all the way down on his cock hard as he thrust his cock down my throat and I felt it stiffen and swell, he whisper yelled,"ohhhhh fuck! ohhhhhhhh, I'm gonna cum man. I'm gonna cum. Swallow that load bitch. Take it!" his body spasmed and he began blasting his jizz down my throat. I felt it shooting hard into me, there was so much, it was like a water canon and I was swallowing it as fast as it came out. He pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go up my ass, as he shot his cum into my stomach, that he finger punched my prostate, it was like he hit an electric buzzer. I was swallowing his never ending load and suddenly my body spasmed for a few seconds and I shot one blast of clear liquidy cum out my cock so hard that it coated his thigh. We were both coming down and I still had his cock in my mouth. Neither of us had gone soft, he slowly slid his fingers out of my hole and rested his hand on my ass. Through his labored breathing he said,"damn. I hadn't cum from a blowjob in at least a year, and I've never cum that hard from one. I wasn't sure you would let me cum in your mouth, but you made it pretty clear, you wanted it. You acted like a fucking fat chick cumdump, "he laughed at his own words. I pulled off his still hard cock, and responded, "one out of three isn't bad, as long as it's the cumdump one." Marcus chuckled,"well you're not fat and you're definitely not a chick, but we should see if you're truly a cumdump." I sat up and looked at him with a look of confusion and maybe surprise. "You said you were on PrEP," Marcus told me, "and that you'd let me cum in you, right?" I shook my head "yes" for sure in the affirmative. Oh my gosh, is he really talking about fucking me right now? This hot straight guy. I thought I was going to consider myself incredibly lucky that he let me blow and swallow him, but now he wants to fuck me. "It's been so long, I don't think I can take such a big dick though," I told Marcus. He stood up, his cock was pointed at the ceiling, and he grabbed me, pulled me up then pushed me back down to where my face was right in front of his cock. I grabbed it, still hard as a pipe, and took it back into my mouth. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth slowly and said,"I'm not gay, but I haven't had anyone ever take my cum, and I just need to know what it feels like to shoot inside someone, without pulling out, and raw, no worries from either party, I just need to breed someone. Will you let me? I'll go slow and if you can't handle it, you can suck me off again." I didn't respond, I just kept sucking his cock. He instructed me to "get it real wet. Leave a lot of spit on my cock and come off of it" I did as he told me, and he got down on his knees, now my aching hard cock was in his face, but not for long. He grabbed my ankles and lifted my feet off the wood floor, making me lean back on my towel on the bench. I looked down toward my cock and saw him holding my ankles up and spread out, and his beautiful face, his eyes staring at my hole. I watched him spit on my hole, his eyes were glazed over with lust. He dove into my ass and I felt his tongue immediately working into my hole. It was me this time, that grabbed HIS head, as he tongue fucked my pink hole, getting it wetter and more relaxed. It felt fucking amazing, his tongue was powerful and felt like a slick muscle massaging into my asshole. I began to moan like a bitch. I wasn't used to this feeling, I was the one that usually ate ass like a champ causing bottoms to turn into sluts. The tables had been turned, and I wasn't mad that it was a hot straight guy turning the tables, and turning me into a cumslut. He retracted his tongue from my ass and came up, still holding my ankles spread out like a whore and scooted in close, I felt his big wet cockhead hit my hole. He was looking down as it pushed into me and occasionally looked up at my face to see how I was taking the pressure. It felt so good. He was thick, and hard, but I was opening up for him. He was going so slowly and he had been so perfect, that I was relaxed the entire time and suddenly his cock entered me deeper. I sighed,"ahhhhhh, fuck..." drifting off to a place of pure pleasure, "oh my god, your cock feels so good, keep going" Marcus pulled my legs up and rested them on his muscular shoulders, my ankles were by his head now. He began sinking more of that beautiful straight thick black poz cock into me. I was in heaven, as he filled me up, stretched my hole and finally rested on my prostate causing me to precum onto my stomach. He was looking down when the precum poured out,"did you cum?" Marcus asked. "No, your cock is hitting my prostate and making me precum," I explained. Marcus smiled,"damn, I didn't know a guy could get wet from being fucked. You sure you're okay with me cumming in you? I don't want you to regret this or freak out when I get close to blowing my load like some of my girlfriends. It's caused me to kinda panic now during sex." I looked at him directly in his eyes, "Marcus, I'm on PrEP, and even if I wasn't, you're undetectable. I've never had anything in my ass feel this fuckin good, if you don't cum in me, I'll be mad! I want you to use my hole, and don't look back, fuck me hard and cum in me as much as you want." He smiled and I could see the worry leave his face completely. He slide his hands down to my hips and started to pull out slowly til his thick cock came out, he was looking down watching his fat cock go all the way in, then all the way out of my tight wet hole. I felt like, from the waist down, my body was being jerked off. I felt pleasure all over my sweaty skin and deep inside my bowels as his huge cock fucked in and out of me. I began to stroke my cock, using the copious amounts of precum Marcus was milking out of me as lube. He even reached down and jerked me for a minute as he purposefully pushed his dick deep into my prostate and forced more precum out. He collected it in his hand and brought it up to his face and sniffed it,"smells like sex," he said right before licking it all out of his hand. He started to really fuck me now, his cock was pounding my ass so hard, we could hear the "thwap thwap thwap thwap" of his hips hitting my ass as he drove his monster into me. He was breathing hard and sweat was pouring off of his body. His muscles were tight and straining as he fucked his rod into my guts. I could tell he was getting close to cumming and I didn't want him to start feeling self conscience about breeding me, so while I stroked myself, coming closer to my own orgasm, I commanded him,"awww yes, fuck me Marcus. I want you to blow that big load of cum deep inside me. Shoot that poz load hard into me. I want to feel it blasting my insides." I think that did the trick, he was mumbling,"oh oh oh I'm gonna cum, oh fuck I'm gonna cum man, I'm gonna cum." I retorted back to emphasize how much I wanted it,"do it, breed me, breed my pussy, cum in me Marcus, I want you inside me." "AHHHHHH FUCK! I'm cumming! AHHHH I'M FUCKING BREEDING YOU! TAKE IT! Take it!" I felt his cock swell and pump and blow his load deep inside me, watching and feeling him explode inside me turned me on so much that I started cumming too. I shot cum past my head onto the wall, and began shooting cum onto my face and chest, he continued to fuck me as I was cumming. He looked down at me with my mouth open in ecstasy as I climaxed all over myself and started pounding my hole harder and faster than he was before. My body was a rag doll being fucked by a mechanical being, it felt like his body became a robot with no loss of energy and all the strength of a machine endlessly pounding my ass. I didn't know what was happening at this point, I just let him do what he wanted, it still felt good, as I was coming down from my orgasm, I didn't care what he did to me. In about two minutes of this renewed power fucking he slammed deep into me and screamed,"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" as he unloaded yet another load into my ass mere minutes after his first load. The machine was gone, and he melted down onto me. He rested his elbows on the wooden bench I was laying on. My legs still on his shoulders and were now against my chest, his forehead rested on mine and his cock was still buried inside me. Marcus was trying to catch his breath, but forced himself to say,"thank you, thank you, thank you." Then he kissed me on the lips. "Truly, that was the best fuck I've ever had. I guess it was my first REAL fuck to be honest. I can't tell you how much that meant." He kissed me again, this time he forced his tongue into my mouth and we made out. He slowly let my legs go and slide down and his cock gently slipped from me. I felt his cum leaking out. It felt good actually. It all felt good. We quietly got ourselves together, and gathered our things by the hot tub. We walked up the steps toward the apartment. On the way up, I broke the silence,"Marcus, that was amazing, it was something I've never quite experienced either, and I loved it, but that's all it has to be. This one time, we did this thing, and it's just between the two of us. I'll never tell anyone and I don't want to lose you as a friend." We were at the apartment door now, he said,"I know. I trust you." He paused a minute and put his hand behind my head around the back of my neck,"you really gave me a gift no one ever has before and I won't ever forget that." He gave me a quick kiss again, opened the apartment door and said,"maybe it won't just be a one time thing."

Last night went to crew club in DC not too busy Got a room and laid on my stomach couple of minutes this hung Latin guy came in and stared to play with my ass. He wisdpered would I take it bare When I said sure he slipped it in Slow at first then picked up the pace. I could hear him moaning and then he asked where I wanted him to cum Once I said inside he shot a huge load in my ass he laid on top go a while then left

Got there. Stripped. Made a lap. Stopped by this hot otters room. Made out. Sucked. Kissed. Left. Ran into My buddy. We made out, he ate my ass. We left the door open to my room. While he was enjoying my ass another guy came in. They made out. I sucked him. Buddy dropped a load in me. He ate my ass and then slid back in After the second load they both ate my ass. We parted ways. Made a lap. Back to the room. This cute ginger kept walking buy. Went to the dark hallway. We made out and jerked off. Another guy walked up. Ginger seemed spooked. He left. I stayed in the dark hall. Ginger came back. I said let’s go to my room. Made out. I rode him. He busted in me. Layed around my room. Back to otters room. Biddu was in there. They tag teamed me while guys watched. Buddy bred me again. Back to my room. Older hairy daddy kept walking buy. He finally came in. Made out. Licked. Sucked. He ate my ass like a pro. (Love having my ass eaten). He slid in. And fucked for a bit. Didn’t cum. I went to the big bed. Laid back. Older married guy came over. Made out. Tired tomslide in but needed lube. Back to my room. Made out. He bred me. It was 12:30. Headed home. BI BLk guy who I’ve played with before hit me up. He came over at 1:30!!! Huge 8.5 thick. Left a huge load in me. He left. I passed out. What a great Friday

Not Airbnb but the gay owner of a straight B&B in Rome fucked me twice while I was there. Same with a bear couple in Florence where I rented a room. And the guy in London who rented his apartment to tourists (through a london gay owned agency) made me suck him off.

Part 4 - POLLUTION Coach Foley could feel his dick stiffen to attention as his thoughts drifted back to Kelvin’s moaning and grunting as coach’s finger had milked the boy’s prostate and thick milky fluid had steadily flowed and dripped from the metal cage encasing his restrained and impotent prick. Coach knew that the whole thing had fucked with Kelvin. That was the whole point, right? He needed Kelvin to get so fucking turned around and unsure of himself that Coach Foley could just point him in the right direction and Kelvin, willingly, would give up his virgin ass and take load after load of Coach’s toxic spunk. He hadn’t been sleeping well lately, since he’d been off his meds for a while. The virus was again coursing through his veins and he could feel it once again taking control. The night sweats and random fevers were back and Coach was frequently needing to switch out pillows during the night or having to change shirts midday. It was a good sign and meant his viral load was surging and his loads were full of virus seeking to spread and convert another host. He reached down and shifted his hardon to the side, lowering the tent that had formed in his shorts. He could feel a wet and sticky slick of precum which had leaked through his shorts during his reminiscing. Now he would just have to wait and see if Kelvin showed this afternoon. There was always the chance that Kelvin would take a step back and call everything off – that was always part of the challenge. Kelvin had the right to say “no” to anything Coach could dream up, but once a “yes” passed his lips, he surrendered that right and Coach could use him as he saw fit. It was, of course, actually an illusion of choice that Coach Foley had sold Kelvin at the beginning of everything. Coach had stacked the deck by plying Kelvin with a few drugs and feeding his lust with sexual pleasure while at the same time, Coach Foley had firmly cemented his dominance and relegated Kelvin to the role of follower, his eyes full of eagerness to please Coach Foley. Coach Foley glanced at the clock – 1:00pm. In just a couple hours he’d find out if his conditioning had pushed Kelvin even closer to becoming the cum dump Foley was sure was in there. Once again shifting his cock and feeling again the familiar leak of pre-cum Coach got up to check out his supplies. Opening the fridge, Coach pulled out the container of amber liquid that Zack had so thoughtfully prepared for him while getting slammed and fucked in the sling. A smile passed his lips at the memory and he couldn’t help but appreciate that one of his previous successes was going to help Coach recruit another bottom whore. Zach had provided him with about a liter of slam piss which Coach had divided into two. About 1/3 of it he had left as it was. Coach had been dosing Kelvin with about a shot of the unconcentrated liquid at a time and he could tell his boy was feeling it – and the fact that Kelvin was now chugging the Gatorade before each workout was evidence, whether he knew it or not, that he was craving the high and reveling in the sexual intensity and loss of inhibition. The other portion of Zack’s offering, Coach had carefully evaporated more and more of the piss until the liquid was a dark amber color. Liquid gold, concentrated, and just enough to fill Kelvin’s lower guts nicely. Coach popped open the container and its pungent odor, a not so subtle sign of its potency, once again made Coach’s dick stiffened and throb in anticipation. Coach grabbed a small rubber water bottle, one that could be screwed on to one end of a douche hose, and carefully poured the Tina-slam fortified liquid into the bottle. Best to have everything ready to go so that there wouldn’t be time for second thoughts or reconsiderations. He carefully set the bottle and its payload in his office shower with the douche hose to let it get to at least room temperature. Just before Kelvin’s work out, he’d be sure to set it in some warm water so when it was flushed into Kelvin’s guts there would be little chance of causing cramping which would allow the liquid gold could do its work. Now all he needed was his soon-to-be bottom slut... At a few minutes after 3 o’clock Coach heard the gym door swing open and heard the familiar cadence he come to know over the last month. The boy was back! Coach smiled as his dick stiffened and jumped in his shorts. Evidently, it seems Kelvin enjoyed his prostate massage enough to at least come back. Coach rearranged his raging boner and turned to the office door. “Hey, Coach! Are we, um, still working out today?” asked Kelvin. “Why wouldn’t we?” Coach Foley responded matter-of-factly. “Now grab your Gatorade and get prepped for your workout. Today we’re going to see how far we can push you.” Kelvin headed to the locker room and Coach Foley headed to his shower to make sure the Amber Liquid was made nice and warm. Kelvin strained under the workout, sweat pouring from him matting his chest hair and sending rivulets down his abs soaking his already damp jock strap. Coach Foley seemed merciless with today’s workout. Kelvin was actually glad for it as he didn’t have much time to think about what had happened yesterday and what might happen today. Kelvin had been sure about coming back today, wasn’t sure about what might happen, but couldn’t bear to think what wouldn’t happen if he didn’t show. Fortunately, Coach was pushing his ass so hard, he hadn’t much time to think about what might happen next. All last night he had dreams of Coach Foley riding his ass and plowing load after load into him while Coach Foley whispered, “Mine” into Kelvin’s ear with each spurt of cum he released, bathing Kelvin’s insides. Each time, Kelvin woke still finding his dick locked in metal. It’d seemed forever since he had cum or since his cock had even strained against the cage. It was almost as if it were admitting defeat, especially after Coach’s finger had milked his prostate of fluid while completely flaccid. What good was a hardon when you couldn’t cum? His mind snapped quickly back to reality as Coach’s hand applied steady pressure to the weights already straining his muscles. “Push, boy! I wanna see another set of reps out of you before I take my hand off. You need to focus and stop jerking off here,” Coach Foley taunted. Kelvin focused on the weights and pushed out another set of reps despite the pain along his arms and chest. “Yeah, fuck Kelvin, that’s the way I want my boy to pump it out,” Coach growled. Kelvin couldn’t help the smile he gave at the words of praise and he felt like he could go another round of reps, but he wasn’t about to tell Coach that. With the weights secured above and behind his head he turned forward to find Coach Foley still straddling him, hardon raging in his shorts and a slick spot spreading out from the head. “Good job, Kelvin. Time for a little reward,” said coach as he slipped his cock from under his shorts and danced it in front of Kelvin’s mouth. Whether it was the high from the workout or just Kelvin’s latest horny thoughts, the whole length of Coach Foley’s dick disappeared into Kelvin hungry gullet in one smooth stroke resting comfortably in the depths of his throat. Kelvin quickly began working his muscles along the shaft and Kelvin could hear Coach’s moan of pleasure which just encouraged Kelvin to redouble his efforts. “Damn, I need to push you harder more often,” Coach sighed between strokes. “You really have gotten to be quite the cocksucker, boy. That throat work of yours is impressive.” Kelvin smiled inwardly at compliment and worked Coach’s cock like a dog with a bone. After a few minutes Coach Foley could feel his balls begin to tighten in anticipation. “This boy is fucking good. Nearly made me shoot my load before the main event,” he thought as he pulled out of Kelvin’s throat. Looking down he grabbed Kelvin’s chin turned it up to look him straight in the eyes. “Ready for your reward?” he asked. Kelvin gave him a stupid grin mixed with confusion. Getting Coach’s load had always been his reward and Coach Foley’s hinted at some change in the boundaries. “Follow me,” Coach ordered as he walked to his office. He didn’t even bother to look behind him because he knew Kelvin would be there. It was inevitable. In the office, Coach Foley threw Kelvin a towel and pointed to the shower. “Head on in there, Kelvin. There’s something you need to learn,” said Coach Foley. Kelvin obeyed but he could feel his nervousness rising as he stepped into the shower. “That hose there,” started Coach Foley, “it’s for cleaning things up. You’re a big boy so you know what I mean and after that bit of a mess yesterday I also know you understand why.” Kelvin reddened at his memory of the incident. “Don’t sweat it,” Coach soothed, “soon you’ll be a pro at cleaning out.” Coach Foley could see the nervous tension building in the boy and quickly added, “Of course just because you get cleaned out doesn’t mean anything is going to happen. I was just thinking how much you seemed to enjoy yesterday and should it happen again, you wouldn’t have to worry.” Coach flashed a disarming smile and Kelvin’s tension, while not completing resolving, visibly lessened. Coach spent the next few minutes explaining how to use the hose, adjusting the temperature, how long to leave it in place, and when to know everything was good. Coach could see Kelvin relax again when Coach said he would step out and let Kelvin get ready. Grabbing the rubber water bottle, Coach left Kelvin to some private time to try things out. Besides, Coach Foley had to set a few things up. As he left the office, Coach grabbed the rubber water bottle full of amber liquid and smiled. Liquid Slut might be a good name for the concoction if everything went as planned. He also grabbed a bag and bottle of poppers from the fridge and headed out into the gym area. He checked the table vault and it was still set up from yesterday. He placed the poppers at one end and moved to the other end and set up the douche, attaching the Liquid Slut to the top of the frame on a nearby weight machine. He reached into the bag and pulled out the length of hose. Grabbing one end he screwed it onto the suspended water bottle in the fitting below the stopcock. He grabbed the other end and rummaged inside the bag for a minute until he found just what he was looking for. He pulled out a small metal butt plug with a hole running down its center and a place in the base to screw in the end of the hose. Once inserted, a nice flow of Liquid Slut would pass through the plug to fill Kelvin’s (nearly) virginal ass with the first, of hopefully many, life changing payloads. The plug had its own small stopcock on it so once the juice had infiltrated its way deep into Kelvin’s guts, Coach could shut it off and get rid of the hose. Smiling at the set-up he carried the bag to the other end where he had set the poppers. He pulled out a modified plastic oxygen mask, one he had snagged from a first aid kit, and reviewed his handiwork. At the end where the oxygen tube would normally attach, he had added a small piece of plastic and a flexible rubber tube. The tube stretched and fit over the top of the bottle of poppers rather nicely. No need for Kelvin to try and hold a bottle during his first fucking. The holes in the mask would keep him from passing out, but he’d still be getting a good hit of poppers with each breath he took. As he was attaching the poppers, Kelvin came into the room. He had a dumb smile on his face until he saw the setup around the table vault. Coach could see his eyes widen and the smile falter a bit. Kelvin had followed Coach Foley’s on how to use the shower douche and once he relaxed a bit, it ended up being pretty simple. At first it was a strange feeling and a bit gross to see everything coming out, but within a few minutes all the water that he was pushing out was clear of debris. He grabbed his towel and dried off, putting his sweaty jock on again before heading out to the gym. Coach was busy at the table vault they had used yesterday and Kelvin smiled at the memory of Coach’s fingers rolling across his prostate and could swear he felt a bit of precum leak out onto his jock. Then Kelvin caught site of what looked like an 8-foot hose attached to one of those rubber hot water bottles and his smiled waned. Not wanting to seem like he was scared, Kelvin continued walking steadily toward Coach even as his eyes would furtively glance at the jury-rigged douche set. “How’d it go, Kelvin?” asked coach. “Is that butt of yours all nice and clean?” Kelvin’s only response was a deep flushing of his face and a small nod. “Good. Climb up on here like the other day. We need to finish your clean-out.” Coach Foley could see his confusion and quickly added, “Oh, yeah, that first part was just to get you rinsed you out. Now that you’re cleared out, this magic liquid will make sure everything is nice and clean. Kind of like Liquid Plumber for your ass. It’s Coach’s own little recipe and it’ll leave you nice and clean,” Coach laughed. Kelvin relaxed a bit and moved over to the vault to position himself like he did yesterday. “So, just remember, you’re in control here,” Coach lied. “You want to stop just give me the thumbs down sign and we’ll stop before we get started. Once there’s a green flag though and you agree to continue, we’re both committed.” Coach reached out and swatted at Kelvin’s caged cock, “Remember, just like this, you’ll be committed.” Coach looked him straight in the eyes and Kelvin stared back and eventually slowly nodded. “Cool. I’ve got it,” Kelvin responded and moved to place himself on the vault, head at one end and ass at the other. His heart was jumping and he was feeling a little nauseous but he lowered himself into position. Coach went and grabbed the hose and moved toward Kelvin’s ass. “Ok, so some things to know, about what to expect,” he started. “One, you may notice a bit of warming or burning at first. Don’t freak out it’s normal. Two, once the liquid’s all inside, I’ll disconnect the tubing. It’ll need to stay inside you for at least 10 minutes to make sure it works properly. Three, I know it might be hard to keep it in that long so the end that goes in your ass will be attached to a small plug that will help you keep it in, so try and relax when this puppy slides into you. You can always pretend it’s just a couple of my fingers and you should do fine. Four, I expect that as we wait for it to work its magic, that you’ll give me a Class A blow job. Any questions?” Kelvin took a deep breath and shook his head. Coach looked at him earnestly, “Not good enough, this time around. I need you to tell me you understand.” “I’ve got it Coach. Relax. Some burning. Keep inside. Suck cock,” Kelvin said as casually as he could despite his rapidly pounding pulse. Coach smiled and reached for the plug and some lube. Carefully, Coach rested the cool metal tip of the plug against his hole and told him, “Push out a bit.” Kelvin could feel the buildup in pressure and a moment of panic as he pushed against the plug which seemed huge. Before he could panic any further, he felt his ass give way and felt the plug slide in smoothly and settle into place snugly in his ass. It was a weird sensation. The plug had widened at first but once past that place it tapered off quickly allowing his hole to close, locking the plug in place. Coach heard Kelvin’s sigh as the plug landed inside his virgin hole and smiled. “Ok, so I’m opening up the tube here, you should feel the liquid almost immediately since I primed it to make sure too much air didn’t get pushed in,” Coach explained. Kelvin felt Coach’s had moving the plug in his ass and then suddenly the liquid was there and he could feel it filling his ass. “Keep relaxed boy, we want to make sure it gets good and deep so it works really well.” Coach watched the fluid in the tube race out into Kelvin’s ass. After the initial rush, it’d be a minute or two for the rest of the Liquid Slut to work deeper and leave the water bottle and tube empty of fluid. “How you doing, Kelvin?” After the initial flood of fluid filled his insides, Kelvin noticed that he could feel small amounts of the liquid slowly moving deeper into his gut. The warming had started almost immediately and was building in intensity but still easily bearable. Within a minute or two, Coach was once again moving the plug and Kelvin heard the hose being disconnected. “Get sucking, cock whore!” sneered Coach he moved around to Kelvin’s face. Kelvin quickly swallowed the cock and started working it down his throat. Coach smiled as Kelvin began to work his throat on Coach’s fuck stick eagerly working his muscles along the shaft. After a few minutes Kelvin’s sucking became more energetic and he could feel Kelvin both speeding up and also trying to swallow Coach’s dick even farther. After about 5 minutes, Coach knew it was time to check things out. “Look up here at me. I want to see in your eyes how badly you want Coach’s load today,” Coach ordered. Kelvin looked up to see Coach with a shit-eating grin staring down at him. Coach used his hand to help hold Kelvin’s head up so he could look into his eyes. Kelvin’s eyes had a wild look too them and Coach could tell the Slut Juice has started to take hold. Rivulets of sweat were sliding down Kelvin’s forehead leaving patches of wet slickness. Coach looked across Kelvin’s back torso and saw similar pools of glistening sweat forming along his back, especially in the dip just above Kelvin’s ass crack. He reached over and applied steady pressure to Kelvin’s ass with his hand causing Kelvin to lower his hind quarters and allowing the small pool of sweat to trickle down his ass crack and around the plug which was still firmly in place. “Break time’s over, boy. Time to get that load out of Coach...if you can.” Kelvin’s mouth quickly enveloped Coach’s shaft and once again it was buried deep in his gullet and Coach could feel Kelvin’s muscles working frantically on his shaft like a man dying of thirst trying to suck life out of spigot. Over the next few minutes Kelvin’s sucking once again changed, becoming less hectic and forceful and more rhythmic and intentional. His throat muscles had noticeably relaxed and Coach’s hardened shaft had sunk deeper than it ever had before. Kelvin’s throat muscles were steady and strong as they worked the cock lodged in his throat with waves of pleasure. Coach nearly lost it once or twice but the thought of what could come next helped him hold off on his load, although he was sure that the steady stream of pre-cum was helping Kelvin to move so seductively over his cock. Kelvin’s body continued to glisten as sweat covered him. Although Kelvin had become less frenetic in his sucking, his body had continued to absorb the payload of chem piss still Once again, after another five minutes, Coach reached down and pulled Kelvin away from his focus, earning a disappointed sigh from his sex toy. “Let’s see those baby blues of yours, Kelvin. Coach needs to see that you’re still eager for my load.” Coach smiled as he saw Kelvin’s pupils, blown as wide as saucers, and knew the Slut Juice was swimming inside him and taking over, tweaking his pleasure centers and forever linking the chem piss high with deep sexual pleasure and servicing the Coach. Coach pushed Kelvin’s head back down and immediately Kelvin swallowed down every last inch and continued his pleasurable assault on the hardened shaft, with pleasure-filled groans as he continued his mission. “Almost there, buddy. Just a few more minutes and we’ll get you taken care of,” smiled Coach. Kelvin’s sucking continued to deepen and steady over the new few minutes. His throat was on autopilot and working its best to coax a load from Coach’s balls. Coach smiled as he watched the sweat continue to build along the furry crack of Kelvin’s ass and trickle down past his sweet plugged up hole. Coach could feel his dick stiffen as he first noticed that Kelvin’s ass had started squeezing the plug, pulling it in tighter. At first the movement seemed tentative, almost as if Kelvin was unsure of what he was feeling, but slowly the squeezing became steadier and more insistent. Each pulse was longer and stronger than the previous one. The bitch’s ass was in heat! Coach reached over and rubbed it gently feeling the heat and feeling confident that soon he’d be marking his territory and claiming a new prize. Kelvin had been working on Coach’s shaft for almost 15 minutes. It’d never taken him this long to get a load out of Coach before. While partly confused he was also sucking deeper and stronger than ever before. His whole body as gotten steadily warmer with sweat beginning to form small rivulets all along his torso. He could feel the dampness slide by the plug in his ass and it seemed like all his senses were on fire. His whole being was focused on the shaft in throat and the steady working of his muscles. Nothing became more important than getting that load. As his ass continued to slicken, he noted the plug felt as if it may be starting to slip. In a panic he tightened his muscles and pulled the plug back into him and was rewarded with a rush of pleasure as the fullness of the plug once again slide into his ass. Momentarily distracted from sucking by the previous wave of pleasure, Kelvin once again flexed his ass and once again the plug slid deeper into his ass sending signals which rewarded him with another dose of chemical pleasure. Hesitantly, at first, Kelvin began working the muscles of his ass. Coach Foley smiled as he watched Kelvin’s ass start to flex and pull the plug in deeper. At first the flexing was awkward and disjointed as Kelvin’s ass was teaching his brain what to do. After a few minutes, however, his ass was steadily working the plug as his ass muscles and his throat began to work in tandem. Coach let him go another couple of minutes until the thought of Kelvin’s flexing ass and his throat work brought Coach to the edge. Pulling Kelvin smoothly from his shaft he raised Kelvin’s head. “Look at me boy,” he ordered. Kelvin’s eyes slowly focused on Coach’s face. Coach grinned to see Kelvin’s pupils still the size of small moons looking up at him. This time, though, Coach could see that familiar glassy look and that far away, unfocused look that meant the Slut Juice had done its work. Those eyes were the eyes of a boy about to offer his Coach anything he wanted or commanded. “Looks like everything’s worked nicely, and you should be nice and clean by now. Let’s get you to the shower and have you finish cleaning up. You still have a job to finish since Coach hasn’t cum yet.” Kelvin stood slowly and walked toward the showers, still flexing, almost unconsciously, the plug which continued to steadily move in and out of Kelvin’s ass with each clamping and release of his ass muscles. Watching Kelvin’s ass working the plug, Coach’s balls began to ache and pull up as his dick stiffened at the knowledge that Kelvin would soon be begging for the shaft to be buried deep inside him. And with that new found pleasure would come another gift, from the depth of Coach’s balls load after toxic load would be injected into Kelvin, assaulting his virgin walls with legions of malefic DNA eager to transform its target. An insidious insemination resulting, hopefully, in impregnating Kelvin with Coach’s virus forever and completing the bond between Sire and Sired, Coach and Boy.

I am lucky to have a few regular fuckbuds and am usually fucked twice, sometimes three, times a week although not always, it varies. And to be honest I am happy with that. Sometimes quick ones, sometimes longer sessions with multiple loads (love tag teams!), sometimes more than one guy on one day, sometimes nothing for a week. Maybe if I would still be in my 20s I would have a need to fuck every day but I am not in my 20s anymore and my hole needs some recovery time ? And there are other things in life besides spending a lot of time in the bathroom to clean out every day!

This is the next chapter to "Serendipity on the road". On our way 'back east' Jake swung by Denver and dropped off the chickens. Before picking up a load of pigs, he spent 24 hours just fucking me. Yes, a whole 24 hours of just fucking!! Sometimes I was face down, sometimes I was cowgirl on top, sometimes I was reverse cowgirl, and sometimes he took me on all 4's. To be honest, he wasn't always the person initiating but he did make it clear that we weren't doing anything else for 24 hours. No food. No water. After every couple rounds, I'd fall asleep in his arms with him running his fingers through my hair. Not that it mattered, once or twice I woke up to him fucking my ass. Not that I minded. Before we left Denver we hit the tattoo shop. He had, "Bitch #29" tattooed on my back right shoulder blade in calligraphy letters. We were a few days out of Denver. I was sitting naked in his passenger side seat eating those peanut butter crackers with a color orange not found in nature, looking out the window at the passing landscape when I started to get lightheaded and felt like I was somehow running a high fever and freezing at the same time. I laid back in my seat, my whole world starting to spin. "Jake, I don't feel so well. We might want to pull over." He looked at me for half a second then shook his head. "You're fine, bitch. You're just dehydrated." I put my hand on my forehead and I was burning up, so I poured a bottle of water over my head. "I think I have the flu." He reached over and felt my forehead. "No, you stupid cunt - you're HIV+ now. How the fuck did that happen?" I looked at him blankly. "I'm not doctor, I don't even play one on TV, but it could be because you came in my ass about a dozen times and slammed a vial of your blood into me." I like it when Jake smacks me on the back of the head. It's hot. "No, I mean - how the fuck did it happen so quickly?! I've turned dozens of bitches and I've never seen one this fast!" He asked getting his eyes back on the road. "As I said, you put a vial of poz blood into me, and about a dozen of your loads - that and it was my first time doing anal. If i had to add anything it would be that I really, REALLY wanted to get pozzed so maybe my immune system didn't fight it as hard. Or maybe I already had a cold and my immune system was worn down. Does it really matter?" I asked as I laid my seat back as much as I could. He chuckled. "No, I guess it doesn't. bitch." "I don't want meds, Jake." I said with a moment of clarity. He shook his head. "No one in our network uses them - it's part of being a member. If you need it, there's a case of water under your seat, and some over the counter stuff in the glove box, bitch." Since I've known Jake, he's never used the birth name I gave him at the truck stop. He made it clear that I was a new person now and wasn't allowed to have a name hence the tattoo. He also calls me 'Cunt', 'Whore', or 'Bimbo'. He's so romantic. In response, I chugged a bottle in just a few swallows. "I thought you didn't care about me, Jake." He shook his head. "Believe me, I don't. You're a fucking cum dump to me . I look at you the same way I look at the livestock I haul - but you're no good to me dead, bitch....and no good to anyone else either. You're the 29th bitch I've turned since I got involved in this life." I stared up at the ceiling of the truck, which was spinning. "How long do I have?" He kept his eyes on the road. "It depends. Without meds, some only make it a few years - others can make it past 10. Whatever happens, you're just a fucking AIDS infected cock whore to us." I nodded. "And that's what I wanted, Jake. It's why I didn't get out the first day I woke up. You were right about me...this isn't the life I chose but it's the life I want, and there's no going back." I say as I reach out and take his cock in my left hand, trying to get him hard. "Do you have a wife and kids back in Atlanta, Jake?" I said casually. He shifted in his seat slightly to give me a better angle. "Yes, I do." He was growing slightly in my hand. "Do they know you're in an underground 'whore snatching, infecting with HIV+, passing the bitch off to the next driver' network?" "Of course not, bitch." He said laughing. "Does it turn you on? Knowing that you've infected me...knowing that I'm a worthless cock whore? That I'll be passed around from trucker to trucker for the rest of my life - unless I'm sold overseas? To know that ALL of that turns me on?" He tried to keep his eyes on the road but he wasn't doing a good job. His cock was harder than it had been since I met him. I moved over into his lap, facing him, and slide his cock into me while kissing him on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. "I'm saying thank you, Jake. Thank you for giving me the life I wanted but didn't have the balls to take on my own. For keeping me naked, where I'll spend the rest of my life being passed around like a deck of playing cards to horny truckers that don't give a shit about me. For making me fuck meat. For giving me HIV." I looked out the drivers side window and into traffic. I young man and woman were passing us, I smiled at them as I bounced up and down on Jake's cock, unashamed of who and what I was. Happy for the first time in my life and not giving a damn who else knew it.

Part 2 *** Sorry this took so long to post guys! I hope you enjoy!!*** The sound of my phone ringing woke me from a dead sleep. Eyes still closed I grabbed it and saw that Jack was calling and had tried calling me multiple times. I shook my head a few times to clear the fog and answered. My throat was dry as hell and my voice sounded raspy. "Morning babe. Sorry I missed your calls. I had a few too many glasses of wine last night haha." "Awww, I'm sorry babe. I'm slightly hungover as well. Dane and I were with new clients and they decided that we should open up some 20 year old bourbon..." "Oh wow! that must've been amaz..." Before I could finish I felt the bed move and looked over my shoulder. I was looking a burly naked ginger bear sleeping on my husbands pillow. "uhh, can I call you back? I think I'm going to vomit!" I quickly hung up before Jack could answer. As I sat my phone down on the nightstand the previous nights events rolled back into my mind. I had cheated on my husband with another married bear. We had unprotected sex, and he was poz. What did I do? As I was processing everything, the man started to stir. We made eye contact and that caused more and more details to flood my mind. The feeling of his raw cock, him on top of me, him flooding my ass with cum, everything that I wanted, I got last night. I must've had a look on my face because the man let out a deep chuckle and started to talk. "You look like you don't remember much from last son. Don't you remember begging daddy to put a load deep in your cheating ass?" He threw me a devilish smile and winked. I could feel myself melt and he could tell I was in his clutches. "Why don't you come over and cuddle daddy some. We can talk about what happened last night." My body took over and I slowly pressed against the ginger bear in my bed. As he told me more and more about what happened last night I quickly became aroused. My hands instantly went to hide my growing erection. "Son, don't hide that. I'm hard too. Feel the cock that knocked you up in the bed you share with your man." He grabbed my hand and held it against his hardening shaft. "See how much you turn daddy on? Feel that precum slowly leaking out?" I felt his precum on my hands and instinctively took it to my lips. "Good boy... But don't you know that my precum is made to go in your hole? Daddy loves to work it into a hairy cub ass like yours." My hole started to twitch with hunger. "Uhh...daddy....are you really poz?" My voice was shaking as I asked him this important question. I felt his hand reach down to his cock, and the next thing I knew he was pressing his precum into my ass. "Son, yes I am. Are you ok with this?" I felt him work his finger in deeper and deeper. Deep down I was in shock, but at the surface I was a horny cub getting fingered by a toxic daddy. "I know that it can be scary the first time you take a poz load," he said as he stroke my prostate. "Once you take the first one you'll start to crave another." He slowly moved towards me and started to kiss me. His tongue darted into my mouth at the same time he added another finger to my ass. My body shook with pleasure, as he worked more precum into my opening hole. With each stroke he got closer and closer to me craving his cock. "Does cubby want daddy to show him what a second poz load feels like?" All I could was moan and grind my ass onto his fingers. Daddy must've sensed what I wanted because he quickly grabbed the poppers from the nightstand and held them to my nose. "Take a few hits son. Let that piggy cub come back out. Show daddy that you need him to knock you up." The poppers hit me hard and I melted into daddy's hairy chest. "Fuck...me....dad." I said between my popper induced deep breaths. Daddy didn't need any invitation. He swiftly got me on my back, legs up in the air, his dripping cock rubbing my hole. Before I knew what was happening I felt the poppers back under my nose. "Now, son, I want you to take five deep hits. I want to feel your hole opening as I slide my cock into your ass. I want you to think about all the times your husband didn't fuck you and how daddy will fuck you whenever you want." As I took each big hit, I felt daddy slowly slide into my unprotected hole. All of my inhibitions went out the door as I accepted a poz cock. "Good boy....Daddy is going to pump his cum deep in you. Daddy wants to make you just like him." By the time I took my last hit, daddy was thrusting my ass as hard as he could. He had a look of pure sexual lust on his face. His body was glistening with sweat and his cock was getting harder and harder. "Baby boy, your cheating hole feels so good gripping my cock. Who's cock is better? Mine or your husband? Tell me son, tell me." His cock was balls deep in me when he looked right in my eyes and shouted, "son, tell me that I fuck you better then your husband!" his eyes rolled back and he started too slam my ass harder. "Your cock is better dad! Its thicker, and better than my mans small cock!!" I screamed this as I grabbed his back with my legs trying to get him deeper in my ass. "You can give me things he cant! Fuck me daddy. Take my cheating ass and fucking poz me up!!" The poppers had turned me into the cheating pig that was discovered last night. Daddy could sense this and with his free hand he started to choke my throat. The moment he closed my windpipe down I started to cum. "Yeah, you little pig! Shoot that neg cum!!! Grrrr, your ass is pulsating!" My orgasm lasted for what felt like 20 minutes. The moment I felt it start to slow I locked eyes with my ginger bear. "Fuck son. Daddys cumming! Daddys knocking up your cheating ass right.....right....right now!" He let out a wild grunt and scream as I felt his dick pulsate in my ass. His dick was as deep as it could go and it felt like he was unloading a gallon of toxic jizz. I was in heaven and in hell at the same time. Before I could say anything daddy fell on top of me and started to kiss me again and in between kisses he said, "Than you son for letting me take your poz virginity. Thank you for letting me show you how sex should be. You ass is mine now." The weight of his body mixed with my load was one of the most erotic feelings I've ever experienced. Twenty minutes passed before he got off of me. We both got out of bed and admired the messy sheets. The combination of cum, sweat and blood from my ass made my dick twitch, as well as made my mind race. I now had two huge poz loads deep in my guts. I had cheated on Jack with the same man in less then 12 hours. My face must've had a worried look on it because I felt an arm go around me. I nuzzled into the sweaty pits of the ginger daddy and took in the smell. In less then a day I went from a devoted husband, to a chasing, cheating, bottom pig. Jack was gone for another two weeks and I wondered what other mischief I was going to get into....

Finally tried it for the first time a few weeks ago, both pissing up by buddy’s ass and him pissing up mine, and holy fuck was it hot!! I didn’t really feel it at first, but then I could start feeling full and warm. It was the perfect lube too. Then I pissed up his ass and it was the most amazing feeling. When I started fucking him again it was so warm and slippery, it was really great. Can’t wait to try it again!

Hi, I too was castrated on orders of my Master. He took me to a cutter and he wanted my nuts. Cutter pulled my nuts out and Master snipped and put them in a jar. I now take testosterone injections every 2 weeks. I love sex. I can't cum but with stimulation of my prostate, I can have a glorious body orgasm. Better still, if my top fists my hole and roughs up my prostate, I go wild. Jay

Becoming so fucking cocky and vain I concentrate on myself when I knock up pigs. I love watching myself fuck and smirking at my reflection.

Part 26 - The Chase Mark had moved to Larchmont a few blocks away from Angelo and Ethan and this weekend would be the first time Ben would get to see Mark in his new home, Ben also promised to help him get things straight in preparation for his house warming party on Saturday night. They both kept their business private not telling anyone they were officially dating as a couple just yet but for Mark the change in him was pretty evident as Angelo watched him closely that week and asking Ethan to probe Ben for more information. Angelo stopped typing and looked at Mark "So are you going to spill the beans?". "About what" Mark replied looking up and over at him. Angelo smiled and shook his head "Ben". Mark shrugged his shoulders "Have you finished the two job adverts yet?". "Avoiding the subject now are we, yes I have you can post them on line now. Well?" Angelo was not giving up. Mark smiled "I like him a lot, I thought that was evident" he replied. "Does he feel the same?" Angelo said but he knew the answer to that one already. Mark clicked on his mouse "Jobs are up on line. Yeah he seems to". Angelo looked at his phone "Come on it's 5pm lets call it a day". "Thank god it's Friday tomorrow finally get the house straight" Mark said collecting his things. Ben was coming up to his qualifications and cramming in extra study work at college, the week just seemed to be plodding alone with no purpose and all he could think about was Friday and seeing Mark again. He had got part of his qualification down as a software designer and was preparing for his exam next week in software development, he kept a close eye on the job market on line but most of them seemed to be quite far away or right in the city. He knew that his classmates were also now actively looking for jobs as he had received a couple of thank you but no responses, closing his laptop he packed it away and headed home. Friday afternoon Ben arrived home early and went up to his room to finish an assignment before he was due to meet Mark. He didn't want to bore Mark about geek talk and have to do college work in front of him as he might get bored very easily and didn't want to get labelled as a nerd. Quickly he finished off the assignment and had a look round for jobs, there was one that caught his interest and it was based on the outskirts of Larchmont towards Westchester with a company he had not heard of before but it did appear to have some big companies in it's client base. They salary was pretty good and the job seemed to fit what he was looking for he did however notice that the job opening was only a week, it would be a long shot as they were asking for experience but then they all did, quickly he uploaded his c.v. and a short cover note to the website and signing off his note as 'Benjamin Midler-Warren'. One thing he hated about his name was that all through school he was nicknamed 'BMW', he laughed a little wondering if the people at the company would see it as well. Hs he was meeting Mark in an hour so stripped and showered then put on Mark's briefs and retrieved his journal from the wardrobe wearing "So Friday turned out just like any other day with college but have applied for a job close to Westchester, fingers crossed on this one as it is close to where I want to be. Josh is funny and has a great friendly attitude and is definitely coming out of his shell a lot more with us. He will be coming to the party on Saturday evening along with the rest of the gang, not sure who else will be there but Franco said he will come. To be honest he still scares me a little but I know he is okay, it is just so strange having him as a friend as he is quite a brute on the outside and not someone you want to mess with but he is a real softy underneath when you get to know him. Hopefully it is going to be a great weekend spending it with my boyfriend, it is strange writing that word down but I get a fuzzy nice feeling when I do. I never thought I would be seeing myself in this situation, my biggest concern is how I will tell my family and I need to do it sooner rather than later. I can only hope they will see past any prejudice they may have, but right now it weighs heavily on me and I need to rid myself of this one burden but figuring out how to tell them is a whole other thing. It is the one thing that really is holding me back from freedom, I love my mother so much and I don't want to break her heart but I hope she understands and accepts me as who I really am and not the pretend me that has been hidden for the last few years. I am sure she will like my boyfriend, he has the kindest soul and completely engaging. But I drone on to much about him but I have to express it somehow.". Ben suddenly looked and realised he only had 10 minutes to meet Mark, quickly he changed and grabbed his toothbrush and ran out of his bedroom and said goodbye to the family as he headed out almost running up the road, as he turned the corner he saw Mark's car pulling up. He jumped in the passenger seat almost out of breath. "You okay Ben?" Mark said as Ben sat down. Ben leaned over and kissed him "Yes, nearly late I lost track of time". Mark laughed "What was you up then to be nearly late?" his hand slipped down to Ben's crotch. Ben laughed "Not that if that is what you are thinking". Mark turned the car around and drove off "I'm so looking forward to spending the weekend with you". Ben smiled "Me to, I miss being with you". It was pitch black by the time they arrived in Larchmont having quickly caught up with their respective weeks. Ben loved the house from the outside and even more so inside as it was spacious and very modern. Most of the heavy removals was done and just boxes to unpack for the kitchen remained strewn across the lounge. Ben followed Mark in to the kitchen "I read the book you brought me, twice actually as I loved it" he said. "Good I am glad you enjoyed it, you should have brought it with you to read to me" Mark suggested. Ben smiled "I would have if I had known but it's by my bed" his voice trailed off as he suddenly froze. In his rush to leave he had placed his journal on top of the book by his bed, he felt sick as the fear coursed through his body. If his mother went in to his bedroom no doubt she would see it and wonder what it was, her uncanny inquisitive nature would propel her to open it and have a look. "Ben, Ben, what is the matter?" Mark asked putting his arm on his shoulder. Ben looked at Mark with utter fear on his face "I've been so stupid Mark". "What Ben, tell me?" Mark put his arms around him "Is it me?". Ben shook his head "I have a journal and I left it by my bed in my rush to meet you". Mark had a gut feeling what was inside "Did you write things in there about us?" he asked. Ben nodded "Quite a bit and... and a fair bit of detail. I know my mother will read it if she sees it". Mark hugged him tighter "Ben don't worry or beat yourself up about it. I'm flattered you wrote about me". Ben looked up at him "I have no idea what is going to happen if she does find it". "We will deal with it together, you and I Ben" Mark said comforting him "One thing I know is I don't want to loose you". Ben smiled "That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me" he looked Mark in the eye. Mark kissed him on the mouth "You and me Ben that's all that matters". They got busy with Mark trying to take Ben's mind off things as he helped unpack the last few boxes and decided with Mark where best to store things. With the final box unpacked and sorted it started to resemble a home that was lived in, Ben sat down on the sofa his mind wandering off thinking of the journal on his bedside table. Mark was finishing off and came wandering in to the lounge with a bottle of wine and 2 glasses. "Like a glass wine now we have finished?" he asked Ben so glanced up as he walked in. "Sorry?" Ben looked confused "Oh, yes sure, why not after all we are celebrating you moving in". Mark sat down next to him and poured him half a glass "Don't want you drunk and disorderly" he laughed. Ben smiled "I am not a virgin at drinking wine". Mark laughed and topped his glass up "Okay you can have a glass, you still a virgin at other things?". Ben sat down on the sofa and just looked at Mark "Is it obvious?" he laughed. Mark sat down next to him "Not obvious and you certainly didn't need much teaching last weekend on how to top". Ben laughed again and raised his glass to Mark, the thought of food completely forgotten about as they sat talking drinking until just after 10pm. Mark stretched and slumped back into the sofa, wine on an empty stomach had got him pretty merry and Ben faired no better in the same state, Mark stood and stumbled a little laughing as he held out his hand for Ben telling him they should get some sleep. As Ben stood he fell back down not realising how tipsy he was, Mark hauled him off the sofa and dragged him up the stairs whilst he was still giggling and protesting that he wanted more wine. Ben collapsed on the bed "I do you know, I love you, I do love you" all the time smiling trying to undress. Mark helped him get undress then collapsed besides him "Me to, love me that is" he laughed "and you". Ben threw his arms around Mark and kissed him "Make love to me and show me you do". "You want me to take you baby" Mark replied as he finished taking his clothes off. "Yes Mark" Ben replied looking seriously at him. Mark leaned over Ben and kissed him urgently holding Ben's flaying arms down above his head as he kissed him harder and erratically 'Do you want me Ben, all of me?' he asked in between kisses, Ben moaned in to Mark's mouth his legs clasped around Mark's hips wriggling his ass in heightened anticipation. Mark pushed Ben's legs over his head and dived down to his ass causing Ben to wriggle on the bed 'oh fuck, oh yes, oh, oh Mark' he didn't know what to make of the sensation as Mark ate and lubed his hole with spit, the little cries of joy and moaning echoing through the house. The noises eventually replaced by small sounds of pleasure escaping Ben's mouth. he felt Mark's tongue sucking at his balls moving slowly upwards over his cock and along his body until they came mouth to mouth again. Ben subdued by his drunken haze relished in their passionate kiss he could feel the cock rubbing against his wet hole teasing until he gasped and released a sharp agonising cry. Mark stabbed his cock in to Ben's hole in a quick jab, his body caught off guard and his instinct told him to fight against the invasion, the tears running from the corner of his eyes as he looked up at Mark but he was smiling as the pain subsided into a burning dull ache 'You sure you want me to be a part of you forever?' he said looking at Ben who nodded 'God yes' he replied followed by more sharp pain as Mark pushed his cock deeper in to Ben all the time his eyes looking deep in to Ben's. Ben thrashed his head side to side and from no where he began begging Mark to fuck him until his mouth was covered by Mark's as he kissed him with intense passion stifling his words, he only managed the occasional moan in to Mark's mouth as he felt the cock delving deeper in to his body until he held all of it in his ass. The drink masking the real pain he was feeling and unable to make sense if it was pain or just pleasure he knew and understood from them this was real sexual enjoyment, Mark raised his head and looked at Ben who smiled lovingly back at him. Mark kissed him on the neck whispering 'payback from Saturday' he chuckled just as Ben grabbed Mark around the neck and shoulders holding him as close as he physically could 'I want you Mark' he told him. Mark saw love and desire in the eyes below him through his own mildly blurred drunken view. His back arched as Mark began grinding his hips in to Ben and performing slow deep strokes accentuating each one in a show of love for him. His cries were a cross of eternal agonising pleasure the warmth in his body providing a cuddling sensation as it flowed through his veins taking the final steps with Mark. It was a surreal out of body experience probably caused much in turn by the wine and his personal desire, the kisses, the hands touching him and the feeling of the Mark's cock inside seem to be a chorus of divine angels singing harmoniously. Ben cried and moaned louder as Mark began to fuck faster he stared again deep in to Ben's eyes before he lurched forward to snog him again. He felt a weird sensation as if the cock inside him had changed, it was now harder and pulsing as Mark pushed his hips up close whilst his hands grabbed Ben's shoulders to stop him moving away. He cried out 'Oh Ben' diving his head back to kiss Ben as he began to ejaculate, he could feel the toxic seed flowing rapidly up through his cock as it began to pulse and pump the payload in to Ben's virgin body. Ben's arms gripped hard around Mark's shoulder his back arched higher feeling Mark's hips slamming up hard against his ass, the cock pulsing against his anal wall as he felt the spasms and contractions as Mark jettisoned his poisoned load deep in to Ben's virgin ass. Ben moaned and wriggled underneath Mark as his cock began coating his stomach with his own seed. Ben closed his eyes and held on to Mark as the orgasm seemed to go on with no sign of abating, in reality neither of them wanted it to end until Mark collapsed on top of Ben kissing him spent and exhausted. They did not speak as they laid in each others arms, hot and sweaty covered in Ben's cum but happy to be with each other. The room had finally stopped spinning and Ben could feel Mark's hot breath against his neck, the hypnotic feeling of warm air flowing around his neck soon had Ben's eyes closing as he fell asleep, Mark slowly extracted his cock and fell asleep partly laying on top of Ben. Ben shifted in bed and woke from the pain in his head, quickly he sat up and rushed to the bathroom making it in time to stick his head over the toilet vomiting bile, doing so his ass muscle spasmed forcing a painful cry as he felt a burning pain. Mark turned over in bed wondering what the sound was a realised Ben was in the bathroom, he rushed out of bed rubbing his head from the wine hangover entering the bathroom. Ben eventually stopped retching and sat down on the floor leaning his head again the coolness of the tiles on the wall for comfort, his eyes caught the pale cream drops on the floor. "You okay Ben?" he asked sitting down besides him. "I think so, I feel bad" Ben nestled his head against Mark's chest. Mark stroked his head "To much wine last night and no food" and got some tissue to clean the mess on the floor. Ben watched "What is it?". "We need to get you to the clinic get some prep before it's to late" he said heading out to get his phone. Ben looked at him as he came back in the bathroom "I begged you to fuck me didn't I?". Mark nodded "I'm sorry it was careless of me to do that but I was so desperate to finally have you". "Does the pain stop?" Ben asked him as Mark was seeking the clinic's number. "What?" Mark looked up "Oh, yes it will go, so it really was the first time you ever got fucked then?". Ben nodded "Yeah, and I am happy it was with you, sit down by me" he said tapping the floor. Mark sat and put his arm around him "I'm so so sorry Ben, I can't think straight to find the number". Ben ran his hand down Mark's chest "Why are you sorry?". "I fucked you without a condom" Mark said finding the number. Ben grabbed the phone "Oh" he said and smiled up at Mark "is that why you are so worried?". Mark looked at him "Ben you must realise what this means" he looked anxious again. "You have to marry me now?" Ben chuckled. Mark lifted Ben's chin "Slow down cowboy and yes that hopefully is on the cards. But I put you at risk". Ben looked in to Mark's eyes "So it wasn't how I thought it would happen, but I don't regret it". Mark put his phone down "Are you sure Ben, after all it may well lead to a life of taking treatment?". "Yes" Ben said stroking Mark's chest. Mark smiled "I thought it would be a few months before you asked me again to gift you". Ben sat up "Just do it carefully next time until I am use to it". Mark laughed and Ben kissed but Mark pushed him away "Yuck sick taste, go wash your mouth out". "Sorry" he said standing up "Can we go back to bed" he asked cleaning his teeth. Mark leaned his head back "Of course, it's what I like most being in bed with you". Ben smiled at Mark with toothpaste dribbling down his chin, Mark laughed and stood up slapping him on ass waiting for him to finish before going back to bed and sleeping for a couple of more hours. He definitely felt a lot better waking up just after 9am with the now familiar feeling of Mark's cock resting against his hole and his arms wrapped around his body spooning together. There was no doubt at all in Ben's mind that he had fallen for Mark and craved for the time when they were in bed together, their bodies just seemed matched to perfection as they laid there and indeed he could lay there all day. He felt Mark kissing his neck his hand went to Mark's squeezing it hard. "Morning again". Ben said pushing his ass back feeling the morning wood nearly prising his hole open. Mark murmured "Morning sexy, feeling better?". "Yes, ouch, still hurts down there" Ben whispered kissing Mark's hand. Mark giggled "I loved fucking you last night you were so full of yourself until I got you good". Ben turned over to face him "I remember you holding my arms down and looking at me" he replied smiling. Mark cuddled Ben closer "Yeah your mine" he said kissing him. Ben laughed "Happy to be yours" he replied with his arms caressing Mark's body. They laid there for a few more minutes as Mark gently stroked Ben's back, there was nothing he didn't like about Ben and already he felt so close and secure with him. They spent the rest of the day getting ready for the house warming party and were all set with just an hour to spare. Mark went up stairs to shower, Ben wandered up and heard the water running, he stripped off and walked up behind Mark in the shower, he jumped and turned around 'This is a nice surprise' Mark said leaning forward to kiss Ben who was running his hands down Marks body, slowly his kisses moved to the neck and chest going lower and lower. Mark put his hand against the wall of the shower as he felt the warmth of Ben's tongue caressing his cock as it grew in anticipation. The lips running across his cock head sent tingles up his spine, his hand as if by auto pilot grabbed hold of Ben's head and pushed him further on his cock. Ben began making stifled moans with a mouth full of cock began sucking and teasing Mark's now fully erect cock. His own desire for Ben pent up through the day released quickly, moaning he grabbed Ben's head with both hands holding him steady and deep on his cock. Ben continued to suck and swallow and could have stayed there pleasuring his lover for ages. Mark leaned back against the wall letting the water flow over his head and cascading down his body over Ben, his eyes closed a big smile on his face whilst Ben continued sucking on his erection. Suddenly aware of time getting away he pulled Ben up to his feet and kissed him deeply 'Naughty boy, get showered'. Ben smiled and soaped his and Mark's bodies as he continued kissing him. Mark was still getting dressed when they hear Angelo calling from downstairs, Ben who was dressed and ready went downstairs and found Angelo, Ethan and Franco coming through the back door, Angelo smiled and gave Ben a big hug. "Where is he?" Angelo said letting Ben go. "Still drying off we lost track of time" Ben replied without thinking about what he said. Ethan slapped Ben's ass "You dirty little fuckers, what were you up to?" he smiled at Ben. Ben blushed "Oh, fuck it, we took a shower together and I pleasured him". Ethan was taken back "Blimey Ben, did you swallow?". "Ethan" Angelo called him out "Don't be so nosey" he said. "Well?" Franco interjected "did you or not?". Ben moved close to Franco being brave "Wanna taste and see for yourself?" he moved in as if he was going to kiss him. Franco grabbed hold of Ben and spun him around and held him tightly "You wish Benny boy" he laughed. Mark came down stairs hair still wet "Mark help me" Ben cried out holding his arms up to Mark. "Silly boy, never mess with the Camacho family" Mark said sauntering off to the kitchen. Franco finally let go of Ben and the guys got ready for the party. Not long after 4pm Josh, Adam and Tony arrived along with some of Mark's family including his mother and father. Introductions were done all around with Ben introduced as a friend who went to college with Ethan, Adam, Franco and Josh. Mark and Ben went through to the kitchen to pour some wine for the guests. "Your ma and pa seem really nice, do they know about this side of you?" Ben stood next to Mark. Mark smiled glancing at him "Yes I don't keep anything from them, my father is European and very open minded". Ben turned and leaned back against the counter "That must be nice to have". Mark kissed Ben "Glasses bitch now" he said then kissed him again "Please". "I don't think I will be having any tonight" Ben said putting the glasses down next to Mark. Mark laughed "Yes best not to I don't want to end up with a drunk boyfriend on my hands". "HaHa" Ben said sarcastically "So do they know about us?". Mark shook his head "No, but I will give them half an hour or less to work it out". "What do you mean?" Ben's replied as his curiosity piqued. Mark laughed "My parents can read me like a book Ben" they stood in silence as Mark poured the wine. "Are you doing all white or red as well?" Ben asked picking up the red wine. "Red for me Ben please" Ben turned to see Mark's mother walking in to the kitchen. "Mother only drinks red Ben" Mark said giving his mother a kiss on the cheek "Happy you both made it". "Well it was touch and go but our travel plans changed last minute" Maddy said taking the glass from Ben. "Are you heading off somewhere nice?" Ben asked out of interest. Maddy sized him up a second "Yes, we go Spain every year, Mark's father has family there". "Really, wow that sounds great, I would love to see Europe and heard so much about Spain and England" Ben sighed. Mark smiled "Yeah nice trip to Spain and England" he stopped mid sentence and looked up and Ben. "So darling no train wrecks this evening?" Maddy said quickly glancing at Ben then back to Mark. Mark looked at Ben's weird face he was pulling "No mother but I've actually met someone". Maddy noticed the glance at Ben he did before answering "I thought as much you are quite different this evening". Mark looked at his mother "Love at first sight" he said watching his mother nodding and seeing a smile on Ben's face. "About time" she said then looking at Ben "You must both come to dinner and you can tell us about it" and walked out. Mark looked at Ben's expression of being gobsmacked "So that was 10 minutes" he said laughing. Ben look at him "Is she okay about it?" he asked. Mark laughed "Yes, she always said I would be better off with a man and she has invited you to dinner". "And did you mean what you said to her?" Ben asked walking over to Mark. Mark just looked him in the eye nodding, Ben threw his arms around him and kissed him so passionately they lost their balance and fell to the floor unable to let go of each other. Something just clicked with Ben and Mark and instantly they both knew their love for each other was far beyond words. It took for Angelo and Mark's father David to come in to the kitchen to find out where the drinks had got to before they stopped kissing. "Mark you was not brought up like that" David said laughing with Angelo. Mark stood up and left Ben on the floor "Sorry dad, he just does that to me" he held out his hand to Ben helping him up. "Looks very serious whatever you two have going on" David stood smiling his arm around Angelo's shoulder. Ben stood up looking at Angelo's smirk "So what is the story here then?" Angelo said looking at both of them. Mark put his arm around Ben "Okay might as well make it official, we are seeing each other". David nodded and looked at Ben's embarrassed face "Good finally someone made sense of you". Angelo gave Ben a hug "Thank you, you have no idea what this means" he whispered to him. Ben also got a hug from Mark's father something he hadn't ever expected to have been so warmly received by Mark's parents. David and Angelo picked up several glass and walked back in to the lounge. Ben was still a bit dazed but something was bothering him that he had to know "How close is you family to Angelo?". Mark stopped pouring wine "Hmm, so tell me why you are asking that?" he replied. "Don't know something about the way your father had his arm around Angelo" Ben said then he looked at him. Mark shook his head smiling "You will need to keep up when I tell you this as it sort of gets complicated". Ben had a worried looked on his face "Oh I see". Mark smiled "My uncles wife's sister is married to Angelo's uncle, Franco's father". Ben stood confused but it was gradually sinking in "So is that how you are so close with Angelo?". "No, I knew Angelo well before we found that out" Mark said handing glasses of wine to Ben. They returned to the lounge joining the rest of the party where Ben was immediately swept away by Ethan to join the college group. Franco was talking with Adam and Josh all of whom had wine, Ben and Ethan were the only ones not drinking out of their own choice. Ben kept glancing over his shoulder to look at Mark. "You have got it badly haven't you?" Ethan said nudging Ben. "Got what?" Ben said not listening to Ethan until he nodded towards Mark "Oh, yeah, very badly" he voice trailing off. Ethan looked at him "And?" he asked as the others sat and waited. Ben looked at all their face looking at him "Yeah we are dating officially, well he did take my virginity last night". Ethan smiled "Hurts doesn't it the first time" he remembered fondly. Ben nodded "Yeah, we did it bareback as well" he told him in a quiet voice not to be overheard. Ethan looked him in the eye "You got gifted last night?". "Yeah, well sort of, we were both a little drunk. But I am okay with it" Ben said before Ethan could open his mouth. Ethan gave him a hug and they both circulated around the party, as the evening wore on people were heading off until only the Larchmont residents remained. Josh was slightly drunk as Franco had been plying him with wine and they were slumped on the sofa laughing together. Angelo came over and shook his head telling Franco he would have to stay at his otherwise his mother would kill him for letting him drink. Franco waved his cousin off laughing and Josh telling him he had to get moving but on the other hand he was having so much fun with Franco. Josh stood up 'Come on you Angelo is waiting' he held his hand out to help Franco up. It happened very quickly that only Mark saw what happened as he watched Josh struggling to pull Franco up to his feet, Franco grabbed Josh by his other hand and pulled him back down where he fell on top of Franco. Josh panicked slightly but Franco grabbed Josh around the neck with his arm pulling Josh's head forward, he had no time to react as he felt Franco's tongue pushing in to his mouth kissing him. There was no doubt that Franco was strong and he kept hold of Josh giving him a deep kiss, Josh managed to pull free of him climbing to his feet he ran out of the house quick as a flash and sat on the front doorstep tears rolling down his face. Mark put his hand up to the others to stay put whilst he went outside and sat next to Josh. "Josh what happened?" Mark said putting his arm around him. Josh sniffed "Sorry I am being dramatic and he is drunk". Mark nodded "I shouldn't worry about it Josh, sometimes people do crazy things when they drink". Josh put his head down "Yeah but they fuck with your head when they do". "Josh don't waste your time thinking about something that won't happen" Mark said. Josh nodded "We were having such a great night as friends then he did that to me". They could hear raised voices coming from the house and Mark detected Angelo tearing at his cousin in a big way. Franco came storming out of the house stumbling as he did so followed by Angelo who apologised to Mark and Josh and carried on after Franco. Ethan came out shortly after carrying Angelo's coat. "Sorry Josh, Angelo is mad as hell with Franco and taking him home" he said looking at Mark and Josh. Josh looked up "It's okay Ethan, really it is". "Well see you tomorrow for lunch" Ethan said as he rushed down the driveway to catch them up. Mark patted Josh on the shoulder "Want to go inside, stay here tonight Josh". Josh hugged Mark "Thank you". Adam and Tony left leaving just the three of them in the house as they cleaned up. Ben chatted away to Josh as they put the glasses away, he still didn't fully know what had happened and sensed that Josh wasn't up to talking about it. Mark came back in to the kitchen and called time on the clean up operation and showed Josh up to the bedroom. Ben showered and came out seeing Mark sitting on the bed obviously thinking about something. "Josh on your mind?" Ben said drying himself off. Mark nodded "Franco forced himself on Josh, I know he was drunk but still family don't act like that". "Crap yeah, I keep forgetting that your all related" Ben looked mildly amused. Mark looked at him "You think it's funny do you?" reaching out and pulling Ben on the bed laughing. Ben looked in to Mark's eyes "Fuck I love you so much". Mark pinned Ben on the bed and licked Ben's lips 'Show me how much' he whispered as they kissed slowly, Ben pushed Mark on to his back and began kissing down along his body, his tongue licked along the shaft of Mark's cock up to the tip and letting his lips take over surrounding it from all sides slowly and seductively working their magic.

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Part 1 Chris felt lucky to have found his new apartment. After a last minute decision to switch schools, he had missed out of guaranteed housing and had scrambled with some other kids to find a place together near campus. Chris was happy he had switched schools. It felt like a better fit here and he was also closer to home, not that he was gonna miss high school. It had been ok and he had friends and stuff, but Chris had a secret his friends and family didn’t know about: Chris was gay. Sure, he kept up appearances and his friends all thought he was straight, but Chris knew what he loved, and hoped now that he was on his own and in a new city, he could maybe explore a little. At 5 10” and 165, with an athlete’s build and still with his summer tan, he looked good. His two new roomies that he was still getting to know told him he was “gonna get tons of pussy” this year and Chris had gone along with it. No way did Chris want them to know he liked guys. He was gonna have to make sure he was careful. Not that he had much experience to begin with, just a few hurried mutual blowjobs. And really, hadn’t it been him really being the one giving more than getting? Not that he minded that, it was more the person he had sucked, a boy from his school. Chris didn’t want a boy. Chris wanted a man, a hot older guy. The apartment building was small and each unit had a courtyard that attached to it in the back. They were fenced but it wasn’t hard to see through,. Chris and his roommates had met the neighbors on the left., a group of girls in their second and third years. They had just giggled when Chris and the guys asked about their other neighbor, answering it was a guy who apparently lived alone. The girls also added the strange comment that the guy would also almost certainly like having college guys as neighbors, with whom he could hang-out. Chris was amazed at how many things a new apartment required. He made it to the store and quickly went through the list of item he had compiled as being essential. Walking through the store, his eyes focused on his list, and and not paying attention to his situation, Chris bumped right in to somebody. Flustered, Chris immediately looked up and began to apologize profusely. He immediately became tongue tied as he looked at just who he has bumped into. Kevin was 44 and proudly gay. And proudly hot. His 6 3” frame was that of a perfect swimmers build. His dark greying hair was close cropped and he had the sexiest mustache. His tank top clung to his body and his jeans cut offs were cut to show off the hottest legs and biggest looking bulge Chris had ever seen.. “I’m.... i’m so sorry. I totally wasn’t looking at all...” Chris blurted out. Kevin took the young man in, looking up and down, noticing that Chris was staring at his crotch, and smiled. “Well, you look so busy! And don’t you worry about it.” Kevin said, adding in a whisper, “a cute boy like you can bump into me anytime.” Chris went bright red. This guy was like perfect, Chris thought to himself, and he just basically said I am cute. Chris laughed nervously and again nervously blurted, “ I AM really sorry. I just moved here and getting ready to start school and my first apartment and it’s just a lot of stuff." The guy gave a chuckle remarking “Well, welcome to the neighborhood. I’m Kevin. It’s very nice to meet you. We needed a cute guy to move in to the neighborhood, so thanks!” Kevin joked. “Thanks, i’m Chris. It’s great here so far. I really like it,” Chris replied, his eyes again falling to those jean cutoffs. “Well Chris, I really hope I see you around., “ said Kevin as his eyes again swept up and down. Kevin was tempted to just ask the boy to come home with him, but his senses told him this boy wasn’t ready for an aggressive push. But Kevin also knew when a boy wanted cock and he knew that Chris was one of those boys. He made a note to do his shopping at this store more often and continued down the aisle. Chris couldn’t wait to get out of the store. He thought everybody knew and had been watching him lust after Kevin. Not to mention, he wa rock hard. He had never had a reaction like that and didn’t trust himself... it was like he was about to lose control being around Kevin. He wanted him that bad. Driving back to the apartment, all he could think about was Kevin and being Kevin’s boy, as Kevin had referred to him.

I havent been back to Ohio to visit in years. I recently made a trip for the holidays to visit my family. My cousin who is about 10 years older than me, and who recently got out of prison was also in town and we hung out. He really hit the gym hard and came out looking pretty damn good. I had only recently been open with my family and was a bit nervous hanging out with him since before he never knew I was gay. At first nothing seemed off other than me randomly catching myself staring at him, which i felt guilty about since we are related. He caught me checking him out and at first didnt do much. Well the night progressed and everyone else either went home or passed out and it ended up just being my cousin and myself alone in the living room. He had already had a few beers and out of the blue he asked me "so I heard you are a faggot". It caught off guard one being called a faggot and two him just bring it up randomly. I didnt know how to respond and just turned to look at him. "so are you or arnt you a faggot" he asked again this time getting off the couch and coming towards me. I didnt know what to say and just nodded my head. I was about to say that it offended me being called a faggot but my words stopped in my throat when I heard and saw what he did next. He grabbed his crotch and came up straight to my face "im not going to lie, I got used to fucking some faggots. Felt great being able to bust in them without having to worry about getting a bitch pregnant. I got enough kids as it is" His hand is holding his crotch and he is looming over me as i sit on the couch. I cant take my eyes off his growing bulge in his pants and he gives me a smirk. "I saw you checking me out all day, I know you want this, you cant deny it." I just nod my head cant believing what is happening. I felt guilty because we are related but he had gotten really hot and his dick was very noticeably hard and my inner pig starts to come out. I cant keep my eyes off his crotch as i bite my lip wanting to taste it. He laughs and walks away, at first i thought he was teasing me and I felt my stomach drop, but then he asked "well arnt you going to come to my room with me, cant have anyone walk in on us. I aint no faggot i just like fucking a nice hole and dont want anyone to think otherwise". Im off the couch and following him to his room before I know it. I follow him into his room and he just lays on his bed and motions me over. "Come suck on my dick get it nice and wet faggot". I obediently does what he says and walk over. I slowly pull his sweat pants off and expose his throbbing cock. It had to be about 7 1/2 inches and pretty thick. I cant resist at this point and immediately take his dick into my mouth. His dick is oozing precum and it has a slight bitter taste from all the booze he had been drinking. He is leaning back his arms behind his head with his eyes closed. "suck that dick faggot, get it nice and wet". I first start off slow just tasting his cock but then I feel his big rough hands on the back of my head and he shoves my head down on his cock. I gag at first and try to pull back but he holds my head down. "lets get that saliva going, yeah gag on my big dick faggot." my eyes are watering but i relax my throat and deep throat it his fat cock. "fuck yeah you faggots really know how to work a cock" he starts to thrust into my mouth and im doing everything i can to swallow it. Suddenly he pulls my head off his cock and grabs me throwing me on the bed. He practically rips my pants off me and pushs my body down exposing my ass to him. "mmm look at that hole" he says and spits on it. He then rubs his cock on my hole and then shoves in. I try to relax but I was not prepared for it and my body tenses up. He just pushs all his weight on top of me pinning me down as he keeps his dick inside me. His hand had found its way to my mouth as he holds it to keep me from making any noise. "fuck yeah faggot, take that dick, fuck your ass is so tight not like those other loose holes." he whispers into my ear as he pushes deeper in me. At first im in pain and im trying not to whimper and relax, he just continues to thrust into me. I dont know if it was because he was man handling me or if it was because I was very tight but it didnt really take him long before i felt his body start to tense up and he starts grunting in my ear. I can feel his dick throbbing deep inside me as he unloads his seed into me. He leaves his dick in me and just continues to lay on top of me. At this point it is really dawning on me I just got fucked by a relative, by my hot ex convict cousin. He finally pulls out and slaps my ass. "yep you have a nice tight hole and im going to make you mine"

I had secretly fantasized about getting charged up. I'm a bareback bottom , love to get fucked, and having a guy breed my hole. The idea of having a hot guy fuck me and blow his dirty seed in all in my ass had inspired many spank marathons. I'm sure that I have taken a poz load before not knowing the status of whoever was fucking me or really even caring for that matter. I had never knowingly let a guy that was pozfuck me. One night I was cruising all the slut sites looking for other bareback guys to play with when this really hot guy messaged me. He said that he had read in my profile that I liked to go bare and that I was a btm. He told me that he was looking for a hole to use for the evening. That got my attention I had never been submissive and must admit it had been another fantasy of mine to completely give up control. He asked me if I was into pnp and I told him that I do party sometimes. We chatted a little while with the standard Q&A, u know how big, what position, where to cum. Then I asked poz/neg? He responded with poz. I told him that I was neg. To which he responded "u want to get a charged load n u tonight?" I was shocked and very turned on, I asked him if he fucked neg guys bareback. He told me he did all the time and that he even hosted several conversion partys. I wasn't familiar with the term, he explained that a conversion party was were a group of poz tops get together and breed a neg guy. The sole reason purpose was to spread dirty seed, and infect the neg btm. Before I could answer he asked me if I liked to pnp. I told him that I did, but I didn't have any party supplies. He said that if I wanted I could come over to his place and get ass fucked and get high. He asked me if I had ever slammed, I told him that I had been slammed before but I was terrified of needles. "I'm very good at slamming others" he returned. Should I go? The thought of getting slammed and pounded was so tempting but was I ready to take that step towards becoming poz? "I might ass well" I responded. He gave me directions and I was on my way. When I got to his house we sat and talked a while. He told me that he was going to enjoy planting his dirty seed in me, then asked me if I liked groups. I told him yes and he said good that he would get us slammed then have a few of his top buddies stop by and load my ass. He told me that I was going be a cum dump for him and his friends. I asked him if the guys were poz or neg he told me that they were poz. This made my dick begin to grow. He got the slam ready and did me first. When he released the belt on my arm I could feel the rush hit me instantly. Then came the cough. It was very strong. He did himself and sat down on the bed next to me. I started sucking his dick while I was taking off my clothes. He stood up bent me over the side of the bed, lubed my hole up with some elbow grease that was laying on the bed, and shoved his dick all the way in. Normally this would have brought tears to my eyes and a fist to his face, but it didn't even really hurt, I guess I was so high that I couldn't feel it. It wasn't long before he started to pound really hard and said he was about to cum. He stopped and pulled out and made me tell him that I wanted his seed. Which I told him. He managed to get his dick back inside me, and with a few hard thrust he unloaded in my hole. He walked out of the room and told me to stay put. When he returned he had a collar and some restraints, which he fastened on my wrist, ankles, and neck. Then I followed him into another room, it was a play room, with a sling, TV playing porn, fuck bench, some toys and lube and a computer set up with a web cam. He helped me into the sling and hooked the restraints to the chain supports. Then started to cruise the sex sites for tops to come and try out my hole. In no time 15 or 20 mins. there were three guys in line to blow their load in tight hole, and five more on the way. I realized that I had just came to this guy's house let him drop a charged load n me and now was going to be a cum dump for whoever accepted his invitation, and I hadn't even gotten my benefactor's name. He walked over to the sling and let me know that the web cam was on and I was going to be used all weekend. There must have been ten or more guys that had charged my ass with dirty seed before the slam started to fade away. He could tell that I was beginning to come down and he mixed up a booty bump and told me to get on the floor face down with my ass in the air, as he unlocked the restraints. Once I was on the floor he inserted the booty bump and told me to squeeze my ass tight so that the booty bump and all the spunk wouldn't drip out. As I started to feel my stomach cramp up from the booty bump he dressed me and told me that we were going to the baths and that I was going to take all loads. He rented one of the sling rooms and told me to get into the sling as he mixed up another booty bump. I secured the restraints myself, all but one arm. He came over secured the last arm and started to insert another booty bump. I told him that I was okay for now. To this he responded by placing a ball gag n my mouth and continued with my booty bump. It had only been about twenty minutes since the last one. Now I was so high that I couldn't focus or see straight. He began to fuck me again, telling my how sloppy my hole was and that when he had fucked me the first time that he had ripped me. He said that he knew because when he pulled out there was blood all over his dick. He said that was a good thing, it would make it easier to ensure that my neg status was gone for good. Then he told me that he had used a .4 needle for my slam and that when he slammed me, there was still a good bit of his poison blood in it, and now it was running thru my veins. He must have been fucking me for at least an hour, not that I was complaining. My ass was so hungry from the booty bumps that the only thing I could think about was getting more dick. He shot another death load in me then opened the door and walked away. It was a few mins before the first guy walked in and began to get his dick hard so that he could fuck me. He was a much older man probably 55 or 60 but he had a huge cock. He came after about five mins of fucking, wiped his dick off and left. I didn't realize that there was a group of four guys waiting, they took turns one after the other all loading my eager ass. A while later my friend returned, closed the door and mixed up a huge booty bump. He squeezed it into my hole and for good measure he pushed a large rock of meth up my ass with his finger. He massaged it until it was completely dissolved. Then he removed the ball gag and asked me how I was doing. I was so high I couldn't hardly answer but I managed to say that I was feeling a little dizzy and hot. He gave me a bottle of water and told me to drink it all as he unlocked the restraints. I drank the water and instantly began to feel better. He said that he had to leave to do something but that he would be back. Then he told me that he had left a message on the all the dry erase boards saying there was a "eager ass in the sling room taking all loads POZ IS A PLUS" as he left. I knew that I should probably get up and leave but the meth was starting to take effect. So I waited. It wasn't long before a line began to form, I eagerly took every load that was offered. I'm not sure how long I was there in the sling room or how many guys filled my hole with their juice. When I finally started to come down from the meth climbed out of the sling, put on my clothes, and left the bath house. I felt so trashy when I walked into the day light, like everyone knew what I had just done. Not to mention that there was a wet place on the ass of my jeans where some of the spunk had slipped out of my now opened hole. It has been a few months since that happened so I'm not sure what my status is but I did feel like I had the flu about 2 or 3 weeks after it happened. [For the record - be really careful about drug use guys. Drug use can definitely kill you and while a few can manage their drug use, many others can't and you never know which camp you'll be in... Plus, real sluts don't need drugs to be slutty...]

Lots of background since I plan this to be at least 4 or 5 parts. THE INITIATION High school had finally started getting better for Kelvin. It had just taken until February of his senior year for him to finally feel like things were finally going his way. His recent early acceptance to Columbia and his dreams of getting out of the small town in Upstate New York seemed to be unfolding for him exactly as he had hoped – something that never seemed to happen for Kelvin. His freshman year at Union-Endicott High School had been a rough one. Moving from a small elementary and middle school to a school with over 500 people in his grade was overwhelming for Kelvin. Kelvin had never been particularly social and quite introverted. He had always been at the head of his class academically but was never really part of the geek clique. He wasn’t a jock, in the band, an artist or any of the other dozen of groups that made up the classic high school social hierarchy. Kelvin was a guy without a country, so to speak and while he was occasionally lonely, he was actually usually quite comfortable being on his own. Any semblance of a normal freshman year died when in the spring his mother was diagnosed with cancer and by the start of summer his mother was gone. Losing his mother was difficult for Kelvin. She had been the one person he always felt he could talk to and who would listen without judgment. His father had always been somewhat disconnected from Kelvin. His father was a former high school A-lister, playing football and baseball and being good enough to make All-State through most of high school. Kelvin wasn’t exactly a disappointment, but he and his father just didn’t seem to have anything in common. Kevin’s father also tended to disappear after coming home from work using his homemade beer to drown the mundanity of his life. His father was never quite drunk, just very distant. After his mother’s death, his father seemed to almost completely disappear from his life except for dinners and occasional evenings together spent in relative quiet. Kelvin’s sophomore year, as could be predicted, was essentially a blur. With his mother’s death and his father’s self-imposed absence, Kelvin dove into his academics pushing himself even harder. Books became his escape and Kelvin’s world shrank to his home and his classes at school. In a rare incident of insight, Kelvin’s father pulled Kelvin aside toward the end of his sophomore. “Kelvin, I know things have been rough since your mom died,” he began, “but I’m concerned that all this focus on school is not good for you.” Kelvin shrugged in response. Kelvin’s father continued, “I think you need to get out and do something physical, so I signed you up for training at Scott’s Gym. Hopefully, this will help get you out a little bit more.” Kelvin nodded and sighed. And with that Kelvin began working out at least 5 times a week. After a few months, Kelvin’s dad didn’t think Kelvin was putting on enough muscle. One day, when Kelvin was ready to head to the gym his father pulled him aside into the bathroom. “Hey, I know you’ve been working hard and I want you to feel like you’re getting results. When I was in school we’d use a little something extra to help build a bit more muscle. Here,” his father pulled out a needle, “let me see your upper thigh.” Kelvin rolled up his shorts and his father stabbed the needle deep into his muscle, injecting Kelvin with the thick liquid. Smiling after the injection, Kelvin’s dad said, “There. We’ll start cycling you and see if we can’t get you some results you can really see and be proud of.” Kelvin knew the steroids could eventually cause problems but his dad had seemed so happy that he had finally found a way to connect with his son, that he didn’t have the heart to object. Through the rest of his sophomore and junior years Kelvin cycled on steroids and his body grew in both shape and definition. Kelvin knew things had changed, he could obviously see the changes himself, and also noticed how instead of being completely invisible he began turning heads of the girls at school which made him uncomfortable. The steroids had not only added bulk to his muscles but had two other effects Kelvin had not considered. The first was that by the end of Kelvin’s junior year instead of the light fuzzy treasure trail and chest that many of his classmates had, Kelvin was sporting a dense trail of fur from his crotch up to his chest which was also becoming thick with fur. Although his father smiled and said he was turning into a ‘real man’, Kelvin was self-conscious of the changes and tried to avoid showers after gym with his classmates. His arms and legs were equally hirsute and every afternoon he was sporting a 5 o’clock shadow. The second effect wasn’t as noticeable to others, but Kelvin was acutely aware of it. The extra testosterone and androgens flowing through his bloodstream had turned a normally horny teenager into a supreme horn dog. Kelvin spent much of his evenings online downloading and consuming porn. He found himself whacking off three, four sometimes five times a day to keep his urges in check. Kelvin also realized that while he initially had been downloading straight porn, he was now spending all of his time on gay porn sites. Kelvin had not given much thought to his sexuality, he had been too busy burying himself in school, especially after his mother died. Kelvin’s favorite videos were the ones where an older, furry, bearish guy got blown by a younger, but also furry otter or cub. He spent hours spilling load after load as he watched and dreamed of servicing an older, moaning, hot furry guy while gently rubbing the young guys head and murmuring out things like, “Yeah, work that dick. Show me that you want my load.” Kelvin always ended the movies after that scene because he knew that the next one would be the otter or cub getting fucked and while part of him found it exciting he just couldn’t see himself ever letting someone do that to him. Kelvin’s senior year started off unremarkably enough. By this time he had settled on going away for school, hopefully to Columbia where he’d have access to New York City and could leave small town Endicott behind. He could remake himself into whomever he wanted. No one would know him and it was a chance to start completely over if he wanted. Fall flew by and college application deadlines came and went. By the start of winter break, Kelvin was eager for the New Year and news about Columbia. He’d also told his father he was no longer interested in his regimen of enhancers but agreed to continue to hit the gym. And now, here he was, recently 18 and accepted to Columbia for the fall and the promise of a new life was just a few months away. His battle against the inevitable 5 o’clock shadow had led him to abandon all attempts at being cleaned shaven. Instead, he opted for leaving a day or two’s growth on his face – not quite a beard, but a short, neat patch of hair. Since his freshman year, Kevin had grown in height to about 5’10” and 195 pounds of muscle. His icy blue eyes stood out from his dirty blonde head of hair and the darker hair of his beard and body. The day after Kelvin had received his acceptance letter he was showering after gym class. He had waited until after his classmates had finished, as usual, since he was still conscientious of the differences between his and his classmates’ bodies. He was letting his mind wander about the freedoms he’d experience at Columbia, including maybe the chance to present himself on his knees to a hot older guy. His dick started to harden at the thought and Kelvin smiled. Suddenly, he heard a cough behind him and turned quickly – forgetting his half hardened dick was lifting into the air. “Hey, Kelvin!” It was Coach Foley, his gym teacher for the past two years. “I heard you got some good news the other day.” Kelvin gulped and felt the blood rush from his face. Coach Foley was about 35 years old and a former collegiate soccer player. He was perhaps a couple inches taller than Kelvin but not nearly as massive. Coach Foley had retained the upper body of his soccer player form but also had some of the softness that occurs as guys get older but still work out. His legs were solid unlike the softness of his upper body. Just looking at them, were convincing enough to believe that he was still actively running and kicking soccer balls daily. His gym shorts left little to the imagination, a good sized bulge forming in the front indicating either ample meat, potatoes or both. Coach’s hoodie was zipped up about 3/4 ‘s of the way and thick black hair pushed its way out all the way to just below his neck. His face sported a cheesy pornstache which looked oddly appropriate for him. Coach smiled as he noticed Kelvin assessing him. “Good,” he thought, “boy’s definitely showing some interest. I’m thinking this is going to go exactly as I planned.” Coach flexed his dick, tenting his shorts briefly, and watched Kelvin’s eyes get bigger while chuckling to himself. “I know things have been tough for you the last few years and just wanted to let you know how great it is that Columbia knows what a great catch you are.” “Uh, thanks, Coach Foley,” Kelvin stammered. Despite his embarrassment at getting caught staring, his dick refused to get the message to stand down. In fact, at the sight of coach’s dick suddenly tenting out his shorts, Kelvin felt his dick fill with even more blood and move from a downward position to nearly horizontal. Kelvin had always considered himself pretty normal in the cock department. Compared to the videos he watched Kelvin wasn’t exactly huge. Topping out at just shy of 8” long and about 6” thick he wasn’t nearly as big as the guys in the video. Coach Foley, appearing to ignore Kelvin’s obvious discomfort and pelvic reactions, continued on. “What classes do you have this afternoon? I’ve got the last two periods off for planning and would love for you to come by and we can celebrate your good news. And, of course, your recent birthday.” Coach smiled. Eighteen. The magic number. He’d been waiting all fall semester for the New Year and the opportunities it might bring. “Ummm, I’ve got AP physics and AP English, but my last two periods are study halls since I’m a year ahead in History and don’t have to take any more,” Kelvin responded. Coach nodded, but he had already known the answer. He had checked Kelvin’s schedule for the spring and had traded with another coach so that he’d have back-to-back periods that matched Kelvin’s schedule. “Good. Stop by my office on your way out and pick up your pass,” Coach said. “And oh, by the way, don’t worry, all young guys get boners whenever the wind blows the wrong way.” Laughing Coach Foley headed off into the locker room. Kelvin once again felt his face blanch and turned to make sure his now engorged cock was out of sight. Kelvin quickly washed off and headed to the locker room, making sure he got a dousing of cold water in a failed attempt to bring his dick to heel. Coach Foley watched Kelvin finish cleaning off. Coach’s dick popped up again tenting out his shorts as he watched Kelvin bend over to wash his legs. Coach couldn’t quite see it, but he could imagine Kelvin’s pink, virgin butt hole amid the furry crack just aching to be cracked opened. As Kelvin finished up Coach Foley headed back to his office. He quickly filled out Kelvin’s pass and handed it to him as he passed by. “Looking forward to helping you celebrate. See you in a couple hours.” Kelvin nodded, smiled and headed out of the locker room. As Kelvin walked away Coach smiled to himself. Looks as if he had timed things just about right. Stopping his meds right after the New Year, he figured his viral load had grown exponentially and was approaching maximum toxicity. Sure it was a risk, stopping his meds every year, but it was his duty to pass on his viral RNA to the next generation of worthy recipients. Unlike others he knew, Coach Foley was interested in quality and not quantity of conversions. Sure he could rough his boys up with a toothbrush or scratch their insides with lengthened nails to help the virus penetrate and take hold of their bodies. Coach thought of himself as a purist, he believed that those worthy of the virus would accept it and wouldn’t need the help of a toothbrush or nail. A worthy individual’s body would welcome the virus and let it in. The virus just needed the time to figure out if the host would be worthy. For the last 5 years, Coach Foley had watched and chosen a senior he thought was worthy of the honor of being infected. Infection meant never having to worry about raw sex, the way men should enjoy it. It meant a release to seek out other men’s DNA and to spread it far and wide. Out of the last five years, two of his choices had been worthy. His first and second choices had not taken. While they had been fun fucks, the virus had rejected him. His first success, David, had converted within a couple weeks of his first insemination. He was now a Junior at UCLA and had let Coach know that he was helping to spread Coach’s virus all over Southern California. Zack, his choice the year after David, had also been found worthy. Over his spring break, Zack had been sick and Coach smiled as he thought of fuck flu raging through him. Sure enough, he had converted and was now at school at Old Miss where he was spreading Coach’s viral genes to drunk and closeted born again Christians. Last year had been a disappointment. After two years of worthy conversions, Tyler, despite repeated inseminations, sometimes three or four times a day had failed the test. Tyler had been a true cum whore taking as much cum as Coach could find him. It just showed that even the perfect whore may not be found worthy. It would have been nice if Tyler had been worthy, as a natural slut Coach could have counted on him spreading his seed far and wide. Things happen for a reason, he sighed, and thought about Kelvin heading off to Columbia, with Coach’s DNA swimming in his bodily fluid and smiled. He noticed a small drop of pre-cum form on the head of his cock as it poked from beneath is gym shorts. A good sign that Kelvin might very well be worthy. As Kelvin wandered off to lunch after gym, he replayed what had just happened. Coach Foley had always been nice to Kelvin and, in fact, he had known his father. But something was odd about his interaction with Coach Foley. Had he just imagined seeing Coach’s dick jump inside his shorts as Kelvin’s cock grew and he had caught Kelvin staring? No, Kelvin must have been imagining things. After all those videos, he knew it was all just wishful thinking. Coach was just being nice and it was good knowing that someone recognized Kelvin’s achievement. Kelvin’s own dad had not managed to grunt out more than a perfunctory “congratulations” before disappearing into the cellar and back to his homebrew. Kelvin smiled, yes it was good that someone had noticed and it was someone one he respected like Coach Foley made it even better. And a quiet voice deep within his groin agreed that it was good that someone hot like Coach Foley had noticed. Lunch and afternoon classes seemed to crawl by. Kelvin found himself fingering the hall pass in his pockets as each period came to an end. By the time 8th period came around the hall pass had been worn thin. As he took his seat his hand once again went to the pass. Some doubts entered his mind. “Should I go?” he asked himself. “What if I get another boner? What would Coach think of that?” He fiddled a few more minutes with pass until finally picking himself up from his seat and heading toward the front. “Yes?” Miss Padakula asked. Kelvin fumbled with the pass and gave it to her. “Lucky you,” she said as she signed it and handed it back to Kelvin. “I’d give just about anything to get out of here myself.” Kelvin nodded a headed out to the gym. Kelvin didn’t know why, but his heart was racing and he kept having to remind himself to slow down. It wasn’t a race but somehow his body wasn’t aware of that fact. He moved through the corridors and soon found himself in front of the locker room. He hesitated for a moment but then screwed up his courage and walked in. Coach Foley’s office was the back, out of the way. It wasn’t the kind of place you’d just wander into without actively looking for it. As Kelvin approached the office he saw Coach seated at his desk with his back to the door. Coach’s office was a pretty good size. Having a winning football team had its advantages. His office was decent sized, housing a small desk and chair as well as couch along one wall. There was a single door, now wide open, with a thin slit of a window that was covered with paper like most of the teachers did to prevent people from staring in or students from looking out toward freedom. Coach Foley had his legs propped up on one side of the desk. His gym shorts slipping down just enough to leave his upper thighs visible and the narrow band of a jack strap along the edge. “Hey, Coach Foley. Made it,” Kelvin declared obviously. Coach turned around and smiled at Kelvin’s attempt at small talk. “So you did. Come on in and have a seat. Just grabbing a Coke here. Let me get you one and we’ll have a toast.” Coach Foley reached over to a small fridge and pulled out two Cokes. He handed one to Kelvin as Kelvin made his way to the couch. Kelvin accepted the open bottle and sat on the couch. Holding the Coke in his lap and leaning slightly forward. Coach began, “So, let’s have a toast to Kelvin for his early acceptance to Columbia! I also heard you might be getting a scholarship?” “Yeah,” said Kelvin, “I actually have a full ride.” Kelvin smiled. He hadn’t said that aloud to anyone and realized how proud that made him feel. Coach could see the satisfaction on Kelvin’s face and continued. “Okay, so that deserves a double celebration! So, a double celebration means we chug our first ones and grab another. You ready?” asked Coach Foley a glint in his eye. “Okay, if those are the rules,” Kelvin smiled back. Coach raised his bottle and tapped the top of Kelvin’s bottle then brought it to his lips and began to chug. Kelvin raced to keep up and began downing his Coke. The soda had a bit of an odd taste which Kelvin noticed but rapidly was lost in the effort to get it all down in one gulp. Coach Foley finished first and Kelvin saw Coach watching intently as Kelvin finished. A crooked smile crossed Coach Foley’s face. “Good job! Let’s crack open another one. Sorry it’s not beer, but I don’t really want to get busted for getting an 18-year-old drunk,” Coach Foley explained. Get him drunk? No. Have him spun out on G? Hell, yeah. Coach Foley started chatting with Kelvin making small talk, asking about his plans, his classes, and his work-outs. As they talked over the next 15 minutes Kelvin was thinking how easy it was to talk with Coach Foley. Where he was nervous before he felt himself relaxing and settling into the conversation. As Coach Foley talked, Kelvin’s attention began to wander. He kept finding his eyes wandering to either Coach Foley’s half-zipped hoodie and the hairy chest beneath or slipping down to Coach’s shorts and the bulge there. Every so often Kelvin would catch himself staring and raise his eyes to meet Coach’s eyes. Each time he thought he caught the glimpse of another smile. He was also sure that each time his eyes wander to Coach Foley’s groin the bulge there grew in size. Finally, after several minutes, he was sure he could make out the outline of a thick shaft lengthening along Coach’s thigh. Kelvin answered all of Coach Foley’s questions and, in between, took gulps from his second Coke. As he finished his second Coke, Kelvin slid back into the couch and closed his eyes for a minute. Opening them, he saw Coach Foley adjusting himself and staring down at Kelvin. “So, Kelvin. Haven’t heard about you dating anyone. Got your eye on anyone?” Kelvin felt a big lump form in his throat and gulped it down. “I, uh, have been pretty busy with school so I don’t really have time for other things,” as he let his thought trail off. “Funny,” started Coach Foley, “I’ve noticed you checking me out. You like what you see?” Coach watched Kelvin’s face and the struggle that appeared to be going on. “It’s OK, man,” Coach continued “Some guys like guys and some like girls and some like both. I’m actually pretty flattered that a guy as hot as you would even look at a guy like me.” Kelvin’s heart raced and his stomach clenched. Coach appeared to notice his loss for words but continued, “Haven’t told anyone you’re gay yet, huh? Probably not even yourself.” Coach laughed lightly, “In fact, would it help for you to know that I’m also gay? And not only am I flattered you think I’m worth staring at, but I’ve been checking you out since you started in my class junior year.” Kelvin was torn. A voice inside him screamed for him to get up and walk out, that this was wrong and shouldn’t be happening. Another voice though smoothed over the warning and urged Kelvin to tell Coach what he was feeling, to jump on board and let Coach know the secret that he had been hiding from everyone, including himself. “Coach,” he started, “you’re right. I’m gay.” With those words a heavy weight seemed to lift from Kelvin and something inside him broke open. “God, I’ve been staring at you thinking how hot you are and how much I want to touch you and press up against your naked furry body.” Kelvin suddenly shut up realizing he may have gone too far. Coach got up and walked over to the couch, bending over to pull Kelvin to standing only inches from his own body. “Kelvin, tell me what you want. I know you’ve been waiting, I’ve seen it in your eyes.” As he said this his hand slipped to Kelvin’s jeans and the growing bulge that was there. Squeezing Kelvin’s growing cock tightly, he leaned in and whispered in Kelvin’s ear, “I know you want to feel my cock. Go ahead and grab it. You’ve never held another man’s cock have you?” Kelvin shook his head, still unable to speak. Kelvin’s hands went to Coach Foley’s waist and down into his gym shorts. He could feel Coach’s jock and the solid shaft within it that he had noticed earlier. “Let me get these off. I’m pretty sure they are only going to get in the way,” Coach said as he took a step back. He pulled down his zipper on the hoodie, removed and tossed it onto his chair. Next, he released his gym shorts which dropped to the floor leaving him naked except for the black jock strap that cradled his balls and restrained his thick burgeoning boner. He slid back up to Kelvin and grabbed both sides of his face lifting Kelvin’s eyes into his own. “Close your eyes and reach down for my cock,” Coach Foley murmured just inches from Kelvin’s face. As Kelvin shut his eyes and lowered his hand to Coach Foley’s groin he felt Coach’s hot breath on his face and felt Coach’s lips press against Kelvin’s as Kelvin’s hand slid down to wrap around Coach’s hard and thickened dick. Kelvin gasped slightly as Coach’s tongue probed against his lips and pressed past into his mouth. Coach’s pornstache was soft compared to Kelvin’s scruff. He could feel it brushing against him as Coach’s tongue explored every inch of Kelvin’s mouth. Kelvin let out a second gasp as he tried to wrap his hand around Coach’s cock. It was so thick his hand could barely get around it. Kelvin’s own dick jumped in anticipation and strained against his underwear and jeans. He could feel his balls ache as if his semen was boiling in his balls seeking desperate release. His shaft was growing rapidly, becoming engorged with blood. He fumbled as he worked Coach’s shaft feeling the thick mushroom head and the large piss slit which was oozing sticky pre-cum. With each exploration of Kelvin’s hands Coach pressed deeper into Kelvin’s hungry mouth wrestling his tongue into submission. As suddenly as it began, Coach pulled his face away from Kelvin still holding the sides of his face. “Good boy,” encouraged Coach Foley, “How did that feel?” Kelvin could only moan as his hands continued to explore every vein of Coach’s shaft and weighed his cum-laden balls in the cup of his hand. Coach took a step back and Kelvin’s hand fell in front of him. Coach Foley took in Kelvin from head to crotch and smiled. “Two things will make this better. First, you have too many clothes on. So lose ‘em. All of them. I want you naked in front of me. NOW.” The last word came out strong and as a command. Kelvin was overwhelmed. Every fiber of his body needed this and needed to do what Coach asked, no what Coach ordered him to do. He quickly lost his shirt and pants, only hesitating as he reached for his underwear. Coach Foley’s eyes, however, bored into his own and the command repeated in Kelvin’s head. NOW! Kelvin was now naked in front of Coach looking into Coach’s eyes which locked onto Kelvin’s. “Good. You can follow directions,” Coach stated matter-of-factly as he stepped forward. “Just listen and do what I say, Kelvin. I know how to make you feel good, feel needed. Right now I want you to bend down and take my nipple in your mouth.” Kelvin dutifully lowered his head finding the nipple with his lips. “Now, start sucking. Keep it up until I say otherwise. I want you nursing on Coach’s teat because that makes Coach rock hard.” Kelvin concentrated on Coach’s nipple, at first tonguing it gently. As he worked the nipple Coach pressed Kelvin’s head from behind forcing him to work the nipple deeper and harder. Kelvin felt Coach’s cock pulsing against his thigh with each suckling. “See, how Coach likes that?” he heard Coach ask. Kelvin could only slightly nod his head in response. After a few minutes Coach switched Kelvin to his other nipple to be serviced. Coach moaned as Kelvin worked the nipples. Coach’s dick seemed impossibly hard and large against Kevin’s thigh. Coach slowly pulled Kelvin from his nipple and stared into Kelvin who’s eye were glassy, a sign that his G-infused blood was in total control. Coach smiled and as Kelvin looked into his face he spat into Kelvin’s open mouth catching Kelvin by surprise. “Bitch, you’re mine,” he growled. “You’re my fucking cum dump from now on. Whether it’s spit or cum,” or other fluids in the future Coach thought wickedly, “you’ll swallow them and thank Coach for choosing you.” Kelvin nodded and licked his lips swallowing the last of Coach’s spit. “Good. Now that we have that understanding,” Coach began, “it’s time to start feeding you coach’s gift of cum. His DNA. The more cum Coach loads into you the more likely you are to continue to grow into a fucking man.” At that Coach grabbed both of Kelvin’s nipples and squeezed tightly. A shock of electricity shot through his nipples and down to his dick which had continued to throb and demand release causing it to press firmly against his belly. Coach pulled down on Kelvin’s nipples and Kelvin’s knees buckled. “Good boy. Down on your knees. Time to worship Coach’s meat with that cock sucking hole of yours. Once you get Coach all the way down that pretty little virgin throat of yours, he’s gonna dump a load of his DNA down your gullet.” Kelvin went to his knees and as he did Coach’s hands when to Kevin’s shoulders and guided him to the floor. Coach’s jock was inches from Kelvin’s face and he could smell the sweat from Coach’s balls. It made him a bit dizzy but he managed to focus on the bulging pouch in front of him. Coach’s hands went to his sides and lowered his jock freeing his thick cock and balls. Kelvin sat mesmerized. Coach’s dick was shorter than Kelvin’s probably just shy of 7” but it was thicker than he imagined. Coach’s shaft was at least 8” around and looked more like a Red Bull can than a dick. A large drop of pre-cum glistened at Coach’s piss slit. He could see shining residue coating the front of Coach’s jock, evidence of massive amounts of jizz that Coach had been leaking. Coach Foley’s balls hung low and were easily a double handful. With their size they promised a large load of cum when finally released and Kelvin, unconsciously, licked his lips with that final thought. “Start with the head, Kelvin. Open your jaw wide and take the head in. See how it tastes. You’ll need to try and relax, because once we get started, we won’t be stopping until my balls are against you chin and my head is swollen in your throat and ready to feed you your first load of Coach’s cum.” Kelvin’s eyes stayed glued to the monster dick in front of him. It seemed impossible that he would be able to swallow it. He leaned forward while Coach pushed his hips toward Kelvin and the head popped into Kelvin’s mouth. Kelvin could taste the salt and sweat of Coach’s head and it made his head swim. Once inside he could taste the pre-cum which had been coating Coach’s jock. Salty and slippery his tongue slid around the tip and spread the pre-cum through his mouth. He had always thought of cum as sticky but when mixed with the spit in his mouth it became slick and he could feel Coach’s head slide more easily within his jaw. Coach smiled. He could feel Kelvin’s tongue on his cock head and knew that he was exploring the benefits of pre-cum. As Kelvin seemed to adjust to Coach’s girth, Coach shifted his hips sliding his dick down another inch or so. Kelvin’s expression became slightly panicked but Coach placed his hand on the back of Kelvin's head and rubbed it slowly. “Remember,” said Coach, “relax your jaw and breathe through your nose. You’ve got a lot more to go and you need to make it easy on yourself.” He could feel Kelvin relax as he stroked his head and told him how good he was doing. Kelvin had unconsciously started sucking on Coach’s cock. Coach always had his boys start with the nipples and this was why. After working Coach’s nipples sucking on a cock was a natural progression. It also primed his boys for the signals that he would use for Kelvin to suck harder and deeper like he had with the nipples. Kelvin had the first couple inches in now, but the remaining 4” would be the real test. Bending over slightly and holding Kelvin’s head in place he reached for a small brown vial he had made sure was placed within reach. “Ok, Kelvin. So far you’re a prime dick sucker but in order to get Coach’s load we need to get the rest of this dick down your throat. When I put this vial under your nostril I want you to breathe in deeply. It may burn slightly, but keep it up for as long as you can.” Kelvin nodded as best he could with his mouth wrapped around Coach’s dick. Coach lowered the bottle with one hand and pressed his other hand’s finger against Kelvin’s other nostril. “Inhale now, deep as you can,” Coach ordered. Kelvin breathed in deep and the smell slammed into him like a freight train. He rode it out and continued to inhale as Coach had instructed. His head began to swim and he felt Coach switch the bottle to his other hand and plug his other nostril. Without a word, Kelvin again inhaled deeply for as long as he could. The rush was less intense now that he had felt it once but his head continued to swim. Coach repeated it once more in each nostril before setting the bottle down and placing his hands on the back of Kelvin’s head. Kelvin’s head was swimming and he felt as if he might black out. “Now we’ll see how much you want Coach’s load.” Coach gently and steadily pushed his hips forward and applied pressure to the back of Kelvin’s head forcing him further down the shaft. Coach knew that they were getting to the critical point when he felt the edges of Kelvin’s throat on his dick’s head. Gently he rubbed Kelvin’s head and whispered, “Take a deep breath and relax.” Kelvin took a deep breath and again his head swam. Coach pushed his hips toward Kelvin while also using his hands massaging the joint of his jaw on both sides. Steadily as his hips advanced, Coach also pushed Kelvin's head further down the monstrous shaft. At first, Coach could feel resistance as his cockhead pushed against the narrowed opening of Kelvin's throat. Coach Foley continued to thrust forward and work Kelvin’s jaw at its hinge with his fingers. Coach could see a small tear form in the corner of Kelvin’s eye and Coach knew Kelvin was doing his best. The sight of Kelvin straining to get Coach's mushroom head past the start of his throat, caused Coach’s dick to stiffen in anticipation. As it did, Coach felt the familiar ‘pop’ as his head slid out of Kelvin’s mouth and into his throat. The last two inches of Coach’s shaft slid easily into Kelvin’s maw once Coach’s cockhead was nestled in his throat. Coach smiled. Not even a single gag, Kelvin was good, maybe good enough to be worthy, but they had time for that and Kelvin still needed to finish this lesson. Kelvin had been straining to admit Coach’s head into his throat and after last the deep breath, there was a silent but noticeable pop, as his throat relaxed and Coach’s masive head slid smoothly into Kelvin's throat. As Coach Foley’s hips moved forward the head slipped further down his throat, and before he realized it, Coach’s balls were resting against his chin. Kelvin sighed and relaxed further as his throat snuggly embraced Coach’s mushroom head and the final couple of inches of the shaft. Coach stayed still allowing Kelvin to get used to the monstrous cock lodged in his throat. Again Coach reached for the brown vial and again Kelvin dutifully inhaled as if moved from one nostril to the other. The now familiar rush rolled over him. He felt completely relaxed and felt as if he could feel every vein of the shaft buried deep in him. Coach was smiling. Now came the fun part. Coach began rocking his hips back and forth while keeping a hold on Kelvin’s head. He felt his cockhead slide smoothly in Kelvin’s throat, enveloping him and smoothly sliding along Kelvin’s throat. As he became certain Kelvin was tolerating his small thrusts he made his thrusts longer and deeper. Kelvin came close to gagging a time or two but Coach’s hands rubbed at the joint in Kelvin’s jaw and the gagging stop as Kelvin relaxed. Kelvin’s throat was smooth and Coach knew that it wouldn’t be long until his first load was deep inside Kelvin but he wasn’t in a rush either, enjoying the steady tempo and building need to blow. Kelvin was completely lost in the flood of sensations. He could feel his throat as it massaged Coach’s head with each pelvic thrust and could feel his own dick stiffen. He moved his hand to grab his dick and began stroking himself, slowly at first but then becoming more frenetic as his balls ached to spew their load. Suddenly Coach’s hips stopped and Kelvin felt Coach smack the side of his head hard enough to get Kelvin’s attention. Kelvin immediately dropped his hands from his dick and sat motionless with Coach’s cock deep in his throat. “Focus on ME, Kelvin,” coached growled. “You’re my fuck toy and you need to show me you’re willing to work to get Coach’s cum. You’ll get your chance after I finish and only then. If you EVER cum before me, you’ll be out on your ass and will never get another drop of Coach’s cum. You understand?” A passing moment of fear raced through Kelvin’s mind at the thought of never feeling Coach inside him again. He nodded as best he could and folded his arms behind his back to help remove all temptation to grab his own dick. “Good,” growled Coach. “I’m glad we understand each other.” Once Kelvin’s hands were away Coach returned to thrusting his hips, increasing his tempo even more. Now without the distraction of his own dick, Kelvin’s attention focused in on the shaft penetrating his throat. The rest of him faded away and all he could feel was his throat and all he wanted was to show Coach how much he deserved that load of cum. As he focused in he realized that by flexing his throat he could tighten on the downstroke and release on the upstroke. As he experimented with this new found ability he heard Coach moan loudly. “Shit, Kelvin,” coached breathed heavily, “You’re a quick learner.” Kelvin felt Coach’s tempo increase and he worked his muscles to keep up. Coach’s breaths were short and rapid. “Fuck Kelvin, I’m about to shoot. You better make sure that every single drop goes down. Coach doesn’t want a single drop spilled.” Kelvin tried his best to make a noise indicating he understood. “Here it comes, bitch!” and Coach Foley roared out as his dick began to convulse. Kelvin could feel every wave as Coach’s cum flooded down the thick shaft and deep into Kelvin’s throat. At first, Kelvin thought he might choke but he pulled Coach’s head as far down into his throat as he could. Kelvin lost count after five spurts of cum slid down his throat. He felt almost like he was drowning. Coach’s cum was viscous and he could feel it sliding deep down inside him. Eventually, Coach’s thrust became less frenzied and Kelvin could feel the massive cock deflate slightly but still it filled his now cum lubricated throat. “Now that was a fucking blow job!” Coach exclaimed. “Hope that was a good load. It was at least 4 days’ worth.” Coach relaxed but left the head of his dick resting in Kelvin’s throat. “Now it’s your turn Kelvin. Show me exactly how much you enjoyed swallowing Coach’s load.” Kelvin hesitated at first remembering Coach’s previous warning but the aching of his dick and the tightness in his balls won out. Kelvin barely managed three strokes before he felt his balls lurch upward and felt spurt after spurt of cum land on the floor behind Coach Foley. “Yeah, we’ve got a shooter here,” Coach applauded. As his orgasm died down he looked at the wads of cum which covered the floor. Kelvin had never cum like that before nor had he ever spewed that much cum. Coach patted Kelvin’s head and slowly tilted his hips back allowing his cockhead to once again ‘pop’ past the narrow entry of Kelvin’s throat and slip out of his mouth leaving a trail of spent cum as it slid out. Coach grabbed Kelvin by the nipples, squeezing them tightly while pulling him up from his knees. Kelvin found himself face to face with Coach Foley who was grinning widely, obviously happy. Coach bent over and once again pressed his lips firmly against Kelvin’s and invading Kelvin’s mouth once again with his thick and powerful tongue. As they locked for several minutes he felt Coach’s hands reach behind him and squeeze Kelvin’s ass. Kelvin shivered slightly and Coach backed his tongue and lips away. “Nothing better than tasting my cum in your mouth, Kelvin. You managed to swallow that huge load and I’m pretty impressed.” Kelvin smiled at the compliment. As each of them fished for their clothes Coach said, “Now we need to discuss a few things. First, as we discussed, you’re now my fuck toy to use as I want, whenever I want. In return, you’ll get a regular diet of my cum to grow strong on.” Kelvin nodded. He couldn’t imagine ever not wanting to take another of Coach’s load. “Second,” continued Coach, your ass will be down here every 8th and 9th period from now until the end of the school year. I’ve written a note to your counselor stating that you’ll be taking weight training as an independent study course. That will ensure we have plenty of opportunities for you to get fed regularly.” Coach smiled. “And of course, once we’re both comfortable and need a little variety maybe we’ll work on busting that other cherry of yours.” A worried look passed over Kelvin’s face and he spoke softly, “Uh, I don’t want to piss you off Coach but I don’t think I’m much interested in getting fucked.” Kelvin dropped his eyes knowing that Coach could very well tell Kelvin to get his ass out. “Kelvin,” Coach sighed, “Let’s make a deal. We don’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with and will stick with what we both enjoy. If there comes a time, though, that you change your mind, I’m going to make you ask for it. Maybe even beg for it. And like our previous deal, once you agree, your ass will literally be mine to use. Deal?” Coach Foley saw a look of relief pass over Kelvin’s face. “Sure Coach,” said Kelvin, “That’s a deal I can live up to.” Coach smiled as Kelvin picked up his clothes and headed out into the locker room for a quick shower and to get dressed. It was a deal Coach could live with too. Kelvin was going to make this a challenge and Coach loved a challenge. Even with a high viral load, Coach wasn’t likely to get enough cum deep enough into Kelvin during just oral sex to see if he was worthy of Coach’s virus. He’d have to make sure that by June he had enough cum swimming inside Kelvin’s guts to determine if he was worthy. Already this looked like this could be a challenge. But Coach always liked challenges and he always played to win.

Generally take it everyday, always want to be ready for that spontaneous fuck

NO. Almost every word of this hyperbolic screed is incorrect. There persists an average loss of lifespan, in ART-treated HIV+ persons in the developed world, of approaching 13 years. We may currently achieve a reasonable life span, but HIV still shortens the lives of those infected. This has been scientifically borne out. HIV is currently incurable, and although ART radically slows the progression of the disease an prevents spread, it cannot completely stop the systemic damage to the body caused by the virus. The constant state of inflammation alone predisposes infected persons to potentially life-threatening illnesses. Even on meds, the immune system of many HIV patients is compromised to some degree, making the patients more likely to catch communicable diseases like influenza (that can and do disproportionately kill children and the elderly) and more likely to die from them. Finally, meds are never a guarantee of health. In 2016, more than 15,800 persons died from AIDS-related illness in the United States. Try telling all those people, and their loved ones, that HIV isn’t a death sentence. In fact, try telling me - in August 2014 I was diagnosed with AIDS and only a fluke of anatomy prevented my death from opportunistic fungal meningitis and associated stroke. My CD4 count will never recover, and my life expectancy has been shortened by at least a decade. You don’t need to read the stats because you know the issues? And I suppose you don’t need to do any math because you get where the Flat Earth people are coming from too. You have the audacity to suggest that @tallslenderguy, one of our most thoughtful, trustworthy and factual members is a troll? The irony is rich. Where I’m from, they say the guilty dog barks first...

Yes, that’s basically the point of the thread - to work out what “pig” means to different people, because it’s used so commonly here. It’s kind of an attempt at disambiguation - it always helps communication if everyone has read the same dictionary.

Fuck Yes!!!!! Cum deep in my hole or down my throat as often as you want/can. Don't let those massive loads go to waste!

I find this one difficult. When I get fucked in bars/clubs, it’s almost impossible to be certain if a guy has cum in me or not, particularly when there is a lot of background noise/activity, and especially in a ‘feeding frenzy’ situation, when it’s one cock out, one cock in. Sure, I can tell that at least one guy has cum in me coz the evidence is there afterwards, but after that first load, it’s impossible to say, and therefore hard to give an accurate load count. Anyone else have this conundrum?

Found out my fag ex coworker thought I was a fucked up sex addict guess I have to show him what he's missing out on lol

Just got home from the porn arcade. Slow night mostly other bttm,, but I managed to get 5 loads in my hole

Me too. I didn't test for something like 5 or 6 years. When I did eventually get tested again, I had gono and syph (which have both been treated and cured since). I fucked hundreds upon hundreds of guys in the 5 years or so before I got tested again and the majority of those guys I fucked bareback. I find it hard to believe I only got infected with only 2 STI's, given how many guys I'd ducked bareback...so I'm thinking even if you get an STI (like gono or chlyamidia etc) and don't get tested, maybe they just go away and clear up on their own after a certain amount of time? And BTW I would imagine PrEP has resulted in a rise in STI rates due to the fact that more people would be doing bareback (hence why they're on PrEP)...that's quite logical to assume, I'd have thought. But hey, it doesn't really matter as most STI's can be treated and cured easily, unlike HIV.

I like this discussion guys...glad to hear your varias insightful stories and filled with pride that you are " sharing" your experiences with our uncircumcised cocks openly...hey...it's a start....And as an Uncircumcised man....I for one...Have heard just about Everything and then some regarding we who are uncircumcised and about our snouted anteater dicks from just about everyone who I could please with even to just give me their honest answers promising no feelings would be hurt ...if but only they be as truthful whether it be just going on what they heard from others or from just the look or anything but to just say what is on your mind or your opinions anything ..I would pull my hooded dick out and did so most times for some reply......lol....(true)....I HAVE TO ADMIT THAT all except a handful were negative remarks but just to be fair....They were well known facts that I myself Agreed with 100 percent and told them so ( they seemed taken aback by this)..I'M perverted as fuck and am into mansmell..the whole nine yards...so I know and my response back to them was that it is a well known fact we uncut have the nastiest dicks ..we are unhygienic by nature and for the mere fact that we are male... our minds infested by sexual filth ( all males) but our uncut cocks leaks of filth under our manhooded foreskins and generate among pre-cum and dry semen from excessive masturbating combine and create Smegma...and so therefore we are Filthy Fucking Pigs.....And the longer or more foreskin we have...the more cock cheese we get...( I'M proof of that ..and all the rest as I am a postercock for these facts even should I be the only one...it's true in my case....I'm loving this cause I am after all...perverted as fuck...But not all uncuts should take the heat for my anteater....my Dad should more so than me cause he was my hero.. my idol.....and I do get about as much cock cheese as he did...well I have about the same amount as foreskin as he did...so I am an heir to the king of Smegma...lol.... Hey....not all uncuts are nasty...not all cut dicks are clean...but one thing is for sure...there are soap...and water....The two things that can change your opinions on either cut dicks or uncut dicks into a very simple Fact...and Unite them once and for all as A COCK...ONE HAS MORE SKIN BUT STILL THEY ARE COCKS...SOAP AND WATER.... SIMPLE.......BUT IF YOU WANT A DIRTY FUCKING COCK CHEESE MANHOODED BADBOY....CALL ME....AND LET THE PARTY BEGIN...LOL The differences will continue...the song remanes the same ...or does it..'''..hit me up and we can find out in our own ways...and write about too...hell...video it and write about it..and let's not waste time....I'm down.....can you handle it?...I know my story is a little cheesy....but where there's a cock...there's always an Edited version....and an UNCUT VERSION....so which is your pick ...mines a little juicier...than the other versions I'm told...let's find out together

On another site that I am a member of, I was contacted by a guy who was very interested in my foreskin. I have a couple pics of my uncut dick on that site. He wanted to come over & check it out. When he got here, I was pleasantly surprised --- he was goodlooking, 50, & pretty smart. He told me he was straight; he was fascinated by foreskins & uncut cocks, & he was very very angry with his parents (specifically his mother) for having him circumcised as a newborn. He said it was nearly impossible for him to cum, since the surgery had removed almost all of the nerve cells that need to be stimulated to bring about ejaculation. He has come over 3 times; he will masturbate me but nothing more. I really do believe he's straight, & I feel happy that I can help him know more about uncut dicks.

Racist here

FYI: This will be the last part until I get unpacked on the other end of the move ----------- Part 85 - Eight Ball, Side Pocket Joe, Kyle, Chad and Jaime met up with Ken and Raphi and wandered around the show’s market for a while. Joe bought a few leather pieces and dropped them off in the room before the group headed back to Boystown to look around. They walked into one bar that was rather dark. Everyone seemed to stop what they were doing and turned to look at them, the grizzled older faces either rolling their eyes or licking their lips. “Sorry, guys. We have a dress code - no leather, no entry” the bartender said. They turned to leave and Joe heard a familiar voice say “They can stay, Jerry. I know one of ‘em is a good fuck.” Joe stopped and slowly turned back to see Larry walking closer. He had a leather bulldog harness stretched over his hairy barrel chest, a leather jockstrap that was barely containing his cock and balls and a pair of red leather boots. As Larry approached, he grabbed Joe’s tee shirt and pulled him in close. “You let me waste a good load in your already pozzed ass. You owe me one. Any of your buds not already knocked up?” Joe smiled, looking back at Larry, smelling the mixture of beer and cigars on his breath. “Well, two of em were neg last week but they’ve been getting bred all weekend. They probably wouldn’t mind a booster shot if anyone wants to help them out” Joe said quietly. Larry gave a big grin and said “I think we can do that…” “How about your buds, Larry? Anyone looking for some new seed to help charge them up? The rest of us are pretty potent” Joe said with an evil laugh. The other guys had been trying to hear what Joe and the big guy were saying but only caught a few words. Larry turned around and then curled his finger in the air, motioning the guys to follow him. They walked through the bar and Larry pointed at one guy and yelled out “Raymond, bring your boy.” They got into the back room and saw it had a pool table in the center and stools lining the walls. Joe put his arms around Ken and Chad as they walked back and said “Its your lucky day” before he pushed them to the side of the pool table. Following Joe’s group was a guy in his late sixties wearing a leather vest, jock and chaps who was pushing a chubby, naked, hairless guy with a heavy chain with a lock around his neck. He looked to be in his thirties and was shaved from head to toe, his cock locked in a cage and the words “CUMDUMP” written in marker above his ass. He had a funk about him and Joe assumed he had taken his share of piss and cum and hadn’t been allowed to shower all weekend. The naked guy was positioned across from Ken and Chad. Raymond pushed him over the table, kicking his legs wider and said “What do you want boy?” “More cum?” the naked guy asked tentatively. Whack! A hand slapped his ass hard, leaving a dark red handprint on the soft skin. “Try again” “Wwwwhhat ever you want, Sir” the naked guy said trembling. “Much better” Raymond said. Larry stood at the head of the table, watching more of his buddies filter into the back room before looking over at Joe’s group and said “This boy wanted a master for the weekend to show him the darker side. Too bad he didn’t know what a sadistic fuck Raymond here is. You boys have fun with him.” Larry walked over behind Ken and Chad and whispered “Hope you two are as good a fuck as your friend.” He reached down and unbuttoned Ken’s cargo shorts and let them fall to the floor, finding just a bare ass. “Mmm, commando. You’re ready to fuck. Good” he said as he pulled his cock out of the jock and rubbed it along Ken’s crack. Larry plunged in, not giving Ken any warning. Joe walked up behind Raymond’s sub and pulled his hefty ass apart. Spitting above his hole, he watched the saliva run down to the puffy, abused hole. Joe’s cock laid there, below the hole, damming up the spit as his cock leaked precum into the puddle. He looked over the guy’s back and saw several long welts criss-crossing his back. “If Larry didn’t already do it, then we’re gonna make sure” Joe said as he shoved his cock in. The guy whimpered and tensed up for a second before he relaxed and accepted his fate. “This little slut has already been bred” Larry said as he started to drill into Ken’s hole. “Mmhmm. I prelubed him for you” Raphi said with a smile, while he stroked his cock on the other side of the pool table. Joe looked over at Raphi and smiled at him, noticing a new sense of confidence from him. Kyle noticed that no one was approaching Chad. He guessed that all of Larry’s buddies knew that they had to give Larry first shot at any new hole before they dared touch the guy. Chad dropped his shorts and stood there watching both Ken and the chubby guy get fucked. His hole was twitching, hoping to feel a bare cock inside him soon. Joe was pounding into the sub’s hole, bouncing his body off the soft butt and trying to get his cock in as deep as he could. It had been a while since he had fucked a guy this big, but enjoyed the different sensations. He looked over and Raphi, Jaime and Kyle were all watching him fuck and stroking their cocks while waiting their turn. Ken was grunting as Larry slammed into him. His face was pinned to the stained felt on the pool table by Larry’s stretched out hand. He’d had fantasies of being fucked like this and the reality of it happening had him hard as steel. He worked his hole around Larry’s cock until he heard Larry say “Fuck, boy, you ARE as good as your friend. I gotta try this other hole, though.” Larry pulled out of Ken’s hole and moved over to Chad. He slapped Chad’s ass and then pushed in. “Fuck, you’ve been bred too?” Larry asked. “Yup” Jaime said. Larry was balls deep in only a couple thrusts and begin long dicking Chad right away. He motioned for one of his buds to fuck Ken and the two were pounding their bottoms together, Larry being a lot more forceful than the his buddy. Once Larry started to growl, everyone knew he was about to fill Chad’s cunt with a big toxic load. He thrust in hard and shot a stream of infected seed into Chad’s hole. Joe watched Larry breed Chad and leaned over the sub’s back and started to hammer his pussy. “Ready for another poz load?” Joe said into his ear. “Please don’t poz me, sir” the sub whimpered. “Too fuckin late for that, boy. I’ve been breeding you since Tuesday and few others have added their strains too. Every load you’ve taken had a bug in it” Larry said. Joe shoved in one more time and shot his own toxins into the sub’s quivering hole. After his balls were empty, Joe pulled out and Jaime shoved in. He was already close and it didn’t take long before he was spewing his freshly charged seed into the sub. Larry’s buddy couldn’t wait any longer after hearing everyone around him cum and slammed into Ken a final time and pumped a hot load deep inside. One by one, Larry’s crew all took turns on Ken and Chad. Each one got seven loads of viral cum pumped into them. Joe, Kyle, Jaime and Raphi all took a couple turns on Raymond’s sub, leaving him filled with a new mixture of charged cum soaking into his body. With most of the guys spent and the bottoms dripping seed out of their ravaged holes, they all retreated to the front of the bar and drank for a while. Taking the train back downtown, Joe laughed when they went to get off the train. He looked down at the seats Ken and Chad had been sitting on and saw the sticky layer of goo they left behind. Chad and Jaime showered and picked up their stuff from Joe’s room and headed for the last train back to the burbs. Joe, Kyle, Raphi and Ken partied a bit more in Joe’s room and then they all crashed. The alarm went off in the morning and Joe and Kyle slowly showered and packed. Jaime texted when he pulled up in front of the hotel and they headed back to school for the final few weeks of college.

I went to my favorite “love hate” glory homr arcade in Waikiki. I just needed my ass fucked. I saw a cute Latino mixed local kid, around mid 20’s with tattoos. I’ve seen him before the other day and he seemed picky and uninterested. I thought he was a show off flake, who would bring out his long 7 inches and only let guys suck but not fuck. Tonight was different. I wore my slut jeans and no underwear. My slut jeans is big, a couple of inches too loose on the waist that it falls down. I use it to help get what I’m looking for across. By letting my belt go, the jeans drop down and shows my ass. I get into the booth and sort of bend over showing only my ass out of my jeans in a “cum fuck me” move. The mix guy comes and starts allowing me to suck his dick, it’s on the thin side but it’s long like 7 inches. I slobber over his dick to get it wet. I no longer use lube these days. He enters me and starts fucking hard. He doesn’t cum but leaves. Shucks... i see a buddy who fucks me. He goes into the booth and me in the other. He’s a short Asian not really big but I like the way he breeds. Mix Latino boy knocks on my door and wants to fuck me while I’m getting sucked. Asian guy is sucking me and then Latino mix guy cuts in and gets suck. This gets interesting. He gets hard, pulls out then fucks my ass. My Asian buddy is watching and edging him on to breed my hole. Mix Latino boy is going to town and showing off that he’s fucking me raw. He gets soft and then returns to the hole to get suck! My Asian buddy is sucking his dick so he can fuck me again. Ive never experience this before. The top is going from my ass to another guys mouth back and fourth, at least 3 times. My ass is full of saliva and pre cum. The last round he finally breeds me. My aaian buddy asks me if he came in my ass. I said yeah and then asks me to turn around so he can eat it out. After sucking my hole out, he stands and shoves his cock raw in and fucks my hole, blasting another load in me. My jeans are wet with spit and cum, I leave since the remaining pickings were sad and it was getting late. I love this place but hate it when it’s dead and uneventful. This is one of the better days!

My cunt is like that.. pretty used and bruised lol

I love the picture of the kid at the top. 18, thinks he's a top with a big dick, then you feed him some tina and 8 hours later there are 14 loads of sperm in his cunt.

1. Seeing a top orgasm inside a guy. But I mean seeing it. His ass spasming or his cock spasming as he cums. 2. Seeing a bottom opening and clenching their toes involuntarily from being fucked so good.

PART 4 Chris sat on the edge of Kevin’s bed as Kevin rifled thru his drawer selecting a jock for Chris to try. Oh my god, Chris thought to himself, holy shit this is real. I got act cool. Should I try to hide my hardon? What if he thinks I am lame because I am hard? But maybe he will like it? Chris’s thoughts rushed thru his head, his adrenaline surging as the the nerves and excitement hit him. Kevin turned around now and faced him, Chris looked up. Kevin held up a jock in his hand. “This should look amazing on you. It was a little small on me but I bet it fits your frame perfectly. Here, try it on. Let’s see!”, Kevin said as he tossed Chris the jock. Chris was a little shy and tried to cover himself a little as he shed his shorts and put on the jock. As he adjusted it, he was thankful that the pouch stretched enough so even though it wAs obvious he wAs hard, it stayed trapped inside. Chris was almost shaking he was so nervous and turned on at the same time. “Oh fuck!” Kevin blurted, taking in the young man in front of him. “Turn around Chris”, Kevin spoke quietly. Chris slowly turned so his back was facing Kevin. Without being asked, he spread his legs slightly. “What a perfect little boy butt! God it’s so fucking hot Chris.”, Kevin said in a low voice. Chris was instantly more confident and less nervous. Kevin loves his ass. He thought it was perfect. He thinks I am hot, Chris thought to himself. The nerves fading, Chris was just feeling more and more turned on. Without thinking, Chris blurted, “I think you are so hot. Even when I saw you at the store, you are so hot.” Then Chris gestures at Kevin’s cock and added, “ And THAT looks huge!” Kevin grinned. The boy was his. Faster than he had thought, but this boy was so ready. He had just needed someone to light the fuse. Now it was a matter of slowly turning up the heat and making Chris need to take yet another step forward. Time to tease the boy along a little bit, get him talking, Kevin thought to himself. Time to get to him to start telling Kevin what he really wants. That was a big part of it, Kevin thought, getting a guy like Chris to want it so bad he admits it, or even better, begs for it. Most times, once they opened up and admitted it, the young guys can’t wait to tell all their fantasies and desires. Kevin had a feeling Chris was ready to tell him everything. Kevin walked over and sat down On the bed and motioned for Chris to come sit next to him. “Do you like being over here Chris? Being free to express yourself?, Kevin asked. Chris nodded. “Good. I’m happy you are here. Very happy. Nothing is better for me than helping a young man like you find himself. And you are the sexiest young man I have ever had the privilege of helping. And I will tell you a little secret, since you have shared with me, I like it when you stare at my cock. I like it a lot. So don’t be shy ok sexy? You can look at it as much as you want. Remember we can try anything. It’s just us. Two hot gay men together.” The words had a further effect on Chris, as Chris replied “i love being here. I cAnt beleive you think I am sexy. You are like the hottest guy I have ever seen. Fuck that cock looks so big.” Kevin could see the signs of the boy losing control. He could see Chris’s lust was in overdrive. “Want to see my cock Chris?”, Kevin asked quietly. “Please!” Chris blurted immediately. Kevin stood up and slid out of his speedo, exposing his now half hard cock, that would eventually be 8 inches rock hard. Chris had his eyes glued to it, examining every detail. Chris always thought he had a nice dick but Kevin wAs not only longe but much thicker. And what a big cockhead. The way his pubes were shaved short looked sexy as hell, Chris thought. And those smooth shaved balls were fucking massive! What a perfect cock, Chris thought. “Chris.... chris. You here?”, Kevin joked trying to get Chris’s attention. Chris had been so mesmerized by Kevin’s huge cock he had lost all other focus. Embarrassed, Chris looked Kevin in the eyes. “Chris when you would think about guys and having hot man sex, what did you think about? What did you want to do? Actually... let me put it another way, if you had a choice of me sucking you or you sucking me which one would you want?”, Kevin asked. Chris was quiet for a moment. He had kept this answer a secret for so long and now he was about to share it. Before he could lose his nerve, Chris spoke quickly “Its always me getting to suck making the other guy cum. That’s what I like. I.. I’d want to suck you. You wouldn’t have to suck me.” This was going better than Kevin ever hoped for. Chris might really be something truly special. This kid wAs so horny and obviously so fucking gay. The kind of guy that is a natural for becoming a cum dump, Kevin thought. “Chris is there anything else? A lot of guys that love wearing jocks, that feel natural wearing them... it’s because they like showing their asses off. They want guys to notice their sexy young ass, so that they can find a nice a top man to give that ass attention. Chris... does your ass need attention?” Chris’s barriers were just about broken and he immediately nodded and then added “I think about getting fucked. I think about it so much.” Chris couldn’t believe he had just said that but he barely felt like he had any control over himself anyways. This was all happening so fast but he couldn’t stop himself. This was everything he had wanted for as long as he could remember. He was finally in a new town in his own place and had found a mentor that he could be truly himself with. Now here he was finally living his life as a gay man, in a jockstrap with the hottest guy ever naked. Chris was so turned on he knew he had no intention of slowing this down. And as he stared at Kevin’s now hard cock he knew that he was going to do anything Kevin wanted. “All those things you have wanted to do Chris... you have no idea how badly I want to do those things with you. My sexy little bottom. I am going to show you so many things.”, said Kevin in a whisper as he stepped closer to Chris, so close that his cock was inches from Chris’s face. Kevin didn’t have to ask. Chris could t hold back. That massive cock in his face broke his last shred of nerves and he was just hungry now. And as his mouth engulfed the head of Kevin’s cock, Chris thought to himself that he had never felt more complete. With this hot man standing in front of him feeding him his cock, Chris knew this was where he was supposed to be. He had been right all along. As his eyes closed and he settled in trying to take as much cock as he could, he was in heaven finally living his true self serving a hot top man with his mouth.

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Sorry for the delay in updates. This next one will get a bit wordy, but there is a lot of information I needed to get in there to make the story make sense, and I promise that I end it on a worthwhile note. Again, thanks for all the replies, and I look forward to any input. -- PART 3: Becoming a Good Neighbor Looking up from my laptop, I watched as two of my classmates walked up, finishing their rounds for the evening before we sat and completed our charts. “Hey, Erika. Hey, Steve,” I softly said, not looking up from what felt like the hundredth chart I had written that night. Both said a quick ‘hey’ before dropping their laptops next to mine. Looking over, I saw Erika finger what felt like the millionth bouquet sent to me by my ass of an ex in the last 3 weeks. Erika, a short red-head that I first met back in pre-med, is hands down my best friend. She barely comes up to my chin, but what she lacks in height, she definitely makes up for it in feistiness. We met at a mixer one night in the dorms and was actually the one to introduce me to my douche of an ex. At this moment, she was single, having dumped her ex after they had a fight over the long hours she always put in. Steve, on the other hand, is tall, black, and frankly one of the few guys I had ever lusted over and hit on. Smart, quick to make a comeback, and he and his fiancé, a nurse at another hospital, are one of the cutest couples I ever met. Sadly for me, he was 100% straight, but still extremely cool, if not a little too knowledgeable about the gay world, besting me on all sorts of insights. “I see he really doesn’t give up…” she replied, grabbing the card and looking inside, “God, what a sappy note. ‘I love you with all my heart. Being without you is like missing a piece of my soul.’ Talk about contrived. If that fucker didn’t want to lose you, maybe he should have kept it in his pants. It’s been what, 2 weeks?” “Nope he still hasn’t, and it’s been 3 weeks,” I said, finally finishing up my last chart and after clicking log out, closed the lid of the laptop. Grabbing it and my few paper charts, I put each away; the laptop back into its cradle on the counter behind us, and the charts in the ‘To File’ pile. I began to stretch, hearing and feeling several loud pops emirate from my back. “And they’re going into the trash, just like all the rest,” I said, going to the small closet behind the nurse's station. Pulling out my jacket, I began to shoulder on the thick material, thankful that I had forgotten the coat for nearly a year and yet to be stolen. The weather had taken a sudden dip into an early winter, and I knew I would definitely be needing it. “Screw that!” Steve replied, grabbing the vase before I could, “Can I have them?” I stopped and stared at Steve. “Ok…. why do you want a dozen red roses?” I asked, confused before adding the sly, “Did you something you want to tell Erika and I about the requires roses at home?” “Fuck no!” he replied with an eye roll before continuing. “It’s just that nurses love them. Especially mine. You want something from them, just give them flowers and candy.” “Shit… should have thought of that myself!” Erika said, trying to make a grab at the glass vase as Steve pulled them out of her reach. “Nope. Mine,” he laughed, watching as she tried to jump and grab them, profanities spewing from her mouth as his tall frame easily surmounting her much shorter stature. “You can have the next one, dear, ” I said, hanging up my white coat before starting work on the zipper, “I’m sure there will be more tomorrow.” “And just where are you off to?” Steve asked, raising his eyebrows and looking at the clock, obviously surprised at my early departure, knowing I usually was the last to leave since I had set up camp in the small on call room down the hall. “House hunting. Found a really decent place for like $800 a month. It’s fully furnished and not all that far away. Have to get there before 5:30 so I can check it out.” I replied, checking to make sure I had my phone and wallet before making my way from behind the counter. “I’m tired of staying in the on-call room here, hospital food sucks ass, and I’m getting really tired of having to live out of a duffle bag.” “Jesus! What’s wrong with it that it’s that cheap? I’d come with to help you, but on call tonight.” Erika replied, her eyes growing large at the admittedly too good to be true deal. “Yeah, what she said,” Steve added. “No idea, but it’s got to be better than living in a hospital, and it’s in my price range. Even seems like a pretty new place and has perfect access to the streetcar line. My only guess is that there's a night club or something,” I replied, pulling up the listing from my phone broker before hand the phone to them. “Niiiiice,” they both replied, as I pocketed my phone again. “Ten bucks says someone was murdered there, probably a serial killer like in American Psycho,” Steve guessed, looking back down at his screen and typing. “Nope, $20 bucks says it's definitely the site of a porno,” Erika added, doing the same, “Probably a giant homo-fest filled with big cocks shooting everywhere like a Super Soaker. I bet if you took a black light with you, it’d look like a Jackson Pollock painting in there.” “You’re on,” replied Steve. “Lame jokes from both of you, I expected better, “ I called behind me, making my towards the elevator, ”Wish me luck!” Pressing the down button, the doors quickly opened to reveal my least favorite person in our class. Alex Ranker, aka Ranker the Wanker as Matt called him. Though I hated Matt now, I still agreed it was a perfect thing to call the guy. Alex was one of those guys that seemed to have it all. His parents were rich, his mother an heiress to some fruit company out east, his father a famous lawyer in New York. The guy was literally perfect. Perfect tan, perfect teeth, perfectly trimmed dirty blond hair, perfect body. Until he opened his mouth. He’d been known to harass the nurses and other students alike, to the point nobody wanted to work with him. And yet, it seemed like he could do no wrong in the eyes of the attending doctors. My level of hatred started back at the beginning of residency when they had a dinner at the hospital for everyone and their spouses to visit. I had run to the restroom, only to come out and find Mr. Douche himself feeling up my then boyfriend. He didn’t even bat an eye as we kissed when I got back and proceeded to ask for Matt’s number. Needless to say, I still hated the guy with a passion. Looking up from his phone, he gave a slight smirk at me. I fought not to let my thoughts about the douche reach my face, and stepped onto the elevator next to him, watching as the door closed. I stared ahead for a few minutes when Wanker opened his mouth and started speaking. “I hear you and that hot British guy broke up,” he said, immediately getting under my skin, “Must have finally realized he could do a lot better than someone like you. I’ll have to get his number sometime. Show him what a real man is.” Wanker was also a notorious man-whore, having been caught with both male and female nurses all over the hospital. A true one and done type of guy. Every week, the staff would have to cheer up whoever he had used and dumped. The latest was the new nurse in the neonatal unit. Told her at the nursing station to grow up and get over herself. And that he’d had much better all the time. He at least was now iced out of that floor. This was opposed to me. I tried every day to treat the nurses as a team, helping them whenever I could and listening to their complaints. And who after the recent break-up, constantly had the sympathy vote on his side. The difference between us proving ‘never piss off the nurses.’ “Yep,” I replied through gritted teeth, “Caught him in bed with a neighbor. Apparently, he only likes pussy now. Also likely has a bad case of gono knowing what he was on. So enjoy that. He’s all yours.” Slightly satisfied at how my reply had shut the dick up, I rushed the doors the second they opened to the lobby and quickly made my way to the entrance. — Luckily, the streetcar was only a block away, and my wait out in the biting cold was a blissfully short one. I stared blankly out the window, letting my mind wander to that night 3 weeks earlier, and nearly found myself missing my stop. I felt my cheeks redden a little as I looked down and saw the guy sitting in front of me who was forced to stare at the obvious bulge in my scrub pants. I made brief eye contact before I moved away and looked pointedly out the windows of the tram. Hurriedly, I hopped off, and walked down the block towards the apartment building, having memorized where I needed to go. Looking around, I caught a few brief glances of the area. A few small shops, several restaurants, even what looked to be a bookstore nearby. Then there was the building with blacked out windows and bars right next door to where I was going. Nightclub maybe? I asked myself, slightly slowing down as I walked past. The sign above the door stated ‘Stroud’s.’ However, there were no other identifying features, so I kept walking past. I walked into the lobby of the apartment and was greeted by a receptionist, a hot younger guy, possibly of Indian descent. “Are you Jake?” he asked, a mild Middle Eastern accent in his voice. “Um… yeah, how’d you know?” I asked, slightly put off by how this guy knew exactly who I was. “I’m Amal. Greg, our manager, and leasing agent is the one you spoke to this morning. He’s in his office,” he replied, extending his hand and shaking mine, “Follow me.” I followed Amal to the room behind him, taking in the appearance of the apartment lobby. It was obvious that the building was a former hotel, and an old one at that. Thankfully, whoever owned the building hadn’t completely gutted it on its renovation, leaving many of the old styled flourishes around, while still adding an interest modern flair. I knew instantly I would love the place, at least until I found out why it was so cheap. The receptionist opened the door and I saw Greg. Holy shit! I thought to myself, have I walked into the Twilight Zone? Before me was a man who I could swear at first was Jackson. He had same dark hair, graying at the temples. He also obviously spent half his life at the gym, his chiseled torso hidden just barely by an expensive looking suit and tie. A nice, square chin and piercing gray eyes added to his masculine look, with high-end designer glasses completing the look, giving him the air of a model. However, as I looked closer, I noticed a few differences between the two. No piercings, no beard, his voice was a little less deep, hair cut was definitely different. He had a phone to one ear talking away to what must have been a tenant, and with a brief wave, I sat down in one of the chairs in front of him. “Can I get you anything?” Amal asked from the doorway, breaking me from my mild stupor. “Um, no, I’m good,” I replied, giving a small smile. Quietly, Amal shut the door, as I turned my attention back to the building manager. “Yes Mrs. Goodwin, I’ll have maintenance get on that as soon possible. Yes… yes, ma’am. Thank you again for reporting it. I truly apologize for the inconvenience. Yes… Yes, ma’am. UH-huh… Okay, thank you,” he spoke, before finally hanging up the phone. Looking down, he began to look through the many sticky notes on his desk, looking for a particular one. “ Thanks for waiting. Sorry, it took so long getting off the phone, Mister… uh… sorry… Doctor…” “Harding. Please, just call me Jake,” I replied, shaking his hand as he extended it out. “Nice to meet you, Jake. I take it it’s getting quite cold outside?” he asked, turning his attention to the computer screen next to him, clicking on something, “You’re here to see…. 1201 was it? The one bed, one bath fully furnished?” “Uh, yeah, I think so,” I replied, forcing myself to stop imagining the quickly darkening things I’d do with the man in front of me, quickly starting to mirror what I had done with Jackson. “And you want a… immediate move in if possible I see. And you’ve already completed the application… thanks for getting that done so fast,” he continued, reading the screen, “And I see you’re well qualified for the apartment. No pets, and no need for a deposit… Great!” he replied, reaching into the desk and pulling out a small electronic key card, “We can show the apartment now if you’d like?” Nodding, I followed him back to the lobby, standing behind him as he pressed the call button for the elevator. Quickly I stopped myself from looking at his ass as he turned around to face me. “So, as you can tell, this used to be a hotel. It was built back in 1907,” he began, pointing out different points in the lobby as he began his tour of the building. “We recently renovated last year. We tried to keep the historical integrity of the building, but everything that couldn’t be saved has been updated. There’s fiber internet in the building, as well as 24-hour security. And the front desk is staffed from 9 am until 11 pm every day. We have a small gym on the 2nd floor, as well as a pool behind the lobby. There is a small attached parking garage, but those are an additional $100 a month per space.” I nodded as he told me these things. Seeing as I had no car, the parking wasn’t a big deal. But still, I kept telling myself that there was no way this place could be this nice at the current price and not have something wrong with it yet. The doors of the antique looking elevator opened up, revealing a surprisingly updated looking interior. “The elevator works with your room key, and will only take you to your floor and the common access areas. We also made sure to set it up so that you can use your phone, and that you can send a temporary access code to anyone you wish. It will also allow them to access your apartment door if you aren't home.” I slyly watched him as the elevator quickly climbed upward, taking in the nice profile presented to me as he continued to wax about the history of the building. For once, I was really beginning to enjoy not being attached to someone. Especially the no fearing the repercussions of checking someone out. The downside though was not having done anything for 3 weeks, which was really starting to make me horny. The doors opened to reveal a long, well-lit hallway, the seemingly never ending length giving my a slight vibe of something out of The Shining. I half expected those creepy twin girls to appear and start asking me to play with them. Directly across the hall was my possible apartment. “As you can tell, it's near the elevator,” the manager continued, “But we made sure to add extra sound proofing to prevent any noise problems.” He swiped the card above the door lock, and with a slight whir, the door unlocked. Opening it, I followed him in, looking around the room as he turned on the lights. I was stunned. The place looked amazing. The pictures from the internet showed empty rooms, and the images had not done the place justice. Tall ceilings, with what had to be the original decorative crown moldings. Granite counters, high-end loft furniture, stainless steel appliances, exposed brick and hardwood floors everywhere. And even an amazing view of downtown. There was even a large flat panel tv and what looked to be one of those high-tech smart thermostats. I began to feel almost unnerved. Why in the world wasn’t this place taken? The tour continued to the bedroom with a well appointed and fully updated on-suite bath, again looking like something out of a magazine for the rich and famous, and not something that was more in the pricing of a fresh out of college student. “As you can see, we went to a lot of lengths to update the apartment and all the furniture comes with it at $150 a month. After a 3 year lease, they will pretty much be yours. We currently don’t have them installed, but it will also come with a high-efficiency washer and dryer as well if you need it. This unit was previously the model unit, but since we’ve recently finished the top 10 floors, we’re trying to get rid of this one. Also, we have a deal with the former housekeeping staff and they provide cleaning once every week for another $75 a month.” “Um… it’s great…. but…” I replied, perplexed at how such a great find wasn’t already taken. This place was nicer than anything I could have hoped to live in. “Let me guess…” Greg intoned, “How is something like this still on the market?” “Yeah…” I replied, looking around again, “Did someone die in here… or is it haunted or…” “Well,” he started, looking a little embarrassed, “I do have to be up front. There are a few problems with the place. First, you’ll have Mrs. Goodwin, the lovely lady I was speaking to earlier as a neighbor. She’s very nice if a bit… well, crazy. Don't get me wrong, very sweet, and if you ever want great food, she is an excellent cook and loves for people to try it. But she tends to like to know every little thing about people. You can usually avoid her as long as you aren’t in the hallway at certain hours. Also, she has a bad habit of trying to fix her children up with other tenants. The closer they are, the more she pushes it.” Having had an (albeit much lesser) similar experience with our previous neighbor, this fact didn’t phase me. “OK, I’ve had my share of nosy neighbors, so not a big deal there. And I guess it's nice actually knowing who your neighbors are. I’m guessing there’s more though?” I asked. “Well, there is the fact of the neighborhood,” he replied. “This area is still in transition, and the crime is a tiny bit higher than other areas. But nothing major. It’s a pretty safe place to live. There is a lot of very nice places to shop and eat, and the street car is right down the street. But we do have a certain… erm… the element that resides here and has no plans of leaving.” “So, gangs? The mob? Satanists?” I asked half-jokingly, not quite following his logic. “Oh God, no, nothing like that,” he replied, “It’s just… well, I’m sure you saw that place next door. Stroud’s.” “Sure, “ I replied, remembering walking past the place next door. “Is it a nightclub? If so, I don’t think it would be a problem this high up would it?” “Oh. Um, no… it’s a….” he replied, looking even more flustered, “You don’t get easily offended do you?” “I’m a doctor, so no… seeing strange things and people is part of my job,” I replied. “Well, it's actually an adult bookstore. And apparently pretty popular as well, especially with the male population. It’s actually the reason why we have had so much trouble filling the unit,” he stated, “People don’t really like telling their friends to go the apartment complex next to the gay bookstore. Especially with the rumors around it. It’s really pretty seedy. We’ve tried to talk the city into closing it down, but apparently, the owner has a lot of connections in city hall. That and the owner has a private sauna a block away. With those two elements, we tend to have a problem with a lot of our more conservative renters being driven away. We had an issue with our last tenant as well, which required us to have them evicted. Corporate really strives for full occupancy, so I’ve tried to price it to sell. You’re the best candidate we’ve had yet.” I felt a stir in my pants as I realized exactly what he meant by seedy gay bookstores. I’d recently started reading about such things online, bored at night with the call room to myself. Likely, this adult bookstore was one of those rare finds. Possibly even one of the ones with private theaters. “Other than those problems, it's a lovely unit. What are your thoughts on the place?” Greg replied, looking as though I was likely to bolt out of the place and never return. “Actually, compared with the things I see at work,” I said, taking a final look around, “Those things are really rather mild. You’d be amazed at the things people do in the bedroom that put them in the emergency room.” With a slight laugh, we exited the room and made our way back to the elevator. “So, like you said, you’re wanting to move in as soon as possible?” Greg asked, following me into the elevator as the doors opened with a slight thump. “I’d say today, but I’m sure that…” I started to say before he immediately interrupted. “We can do that!” he exclaimed. “If you want, we can have someone from the cleaning staff do a once over. We just have some paperwork, and if you can make the first month’s rent payment and the application fee, we will be able to get you in tonight about 8 or 9 pm. Would that work?” Shocked, I nodded my head, amazed at how quickly I could take possession of the place. We spent the next hour signed what felt like a mountain of paperwork and the swipe of my debit card, we exchanged handshakes and Greg gave me the small plastic card. I left the building, running back to the hospital to get my duffle bag, and then returned, off to grab dinner and explore the neighborhood. I took in a light dinner at the Thai place across from the streetcar stop and set off to explore in the quickly dying late fall sunset. I walked into a few shops, surprised at how many were open until later in the evening. I even spied a small tobacconist shop, which made me think back to the hot night from 3 weeks before yet again. I ignored the shop though, looking at my watch. It was time for my apartment to be done. So, I walked back to the building before I spied several people walking into the adult bookstore. I felt myself get hard yet again. I walked back into my building, waving at Amal, and rode the elevator back up, setting my bag into the bedroom and changing into normal clothes before deciding to bite the bullet and check out the bookstore. — Stepping into the store, it looked like any other adult bookstore I had seen before. An ever shrinking movie section (thanks in large part to the internet), toys ranging from small to impossibly large, leather, clothing and edible panties, even the occasional ball gag and whip. I wasn’t that impressed until I noticed a second entrance to the back of the shop. I walked up to the attended, and with a slight blush on my face, asked what was further in. The attendant definitely looked like a skinhead. Shaved, bald head, with piercings everywhere. Fishnet shirt and leather pants. He appeared to be reading a Harry Potter book, and with a sigh, he stopped reading and flipped over the book. “First time?” he asked with raised eyebrows, looking at me with an appraising glance. “Yeah,” I said, “Just moved in nearby and thought I’d be a good neighbor and check out things.” I flashed a slight smile, fearing my nervousness was showing, to which he warmly returned. “Normally, it's a $10 fee for non-members to enter the theater, but since you’ve never been, it’s on me,” he said, pressing what must be a button to open the door. A buzzing noise came from the door. “Enjoy, buddy,” he said with a somewhat wicked smile. I opened it and walked inside. I immediately was met with a lit stairway down. Walking down I entered a dimly lit hallway. It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the red lighting. I walked around, but the halls seemed empty, each door closed. Finally, I found an open door leading to a booth. Stepping inside, I closed the door. Looking around, I noticed a large screen with a bill feeder under it. Sitting down, I pulled out my wallet and grabbed a few dollars and stuffed them in. The TV turned on and started showing a video of two girls making out naked. Looking around the edge of the screen, I finally found the controls and flipped around until I found one of what appeared to be a group of guys fucking in various positions around a tiled room. I sat back and watched, slowly feeling a rise in my pants. After a while, the scene changed to a young guy, looking somewhat similar to myself, with a line of all the guys waiting to take a turn on his ass. One thing stuck out to me, however. Not a single one appeared to be wearing a condom. I felt my cock throb and building up courage, I pulled my pants down and slowly started stroking myself. There I sat, stroking my cock for several minutes, zoning out to the hot video in front of me when I heard a sudden tapping to my right. Startled, I stopped what I was doing and turned to see where the noise was coming from. Sticking out from a crude hole in the wall was a thick, uncut cock, probably about 7 inches long. I gulped and licked my lips watching as it throbbed slightly, a drop of precum slowly forming on the piss slit. Slowly, I reached out and grabbed it, stroking it and myself at the same time. This made the owner groan, slamming hard against the wall. I continued to stroke the guy until a voice with a thick accent called out, muffled by the wall. “Suck me.” This caught me off guard. I let go for a second, starting at the hard piece in front of me. Suddenly, I acted, slowly licking and then taking the cock into my mouth. I ran my lounge along the underside, sucking hard as I pulled off, making the guy groan even louder. After a few minutes of sucking, I felt him pull out. At first, I was upset, wanting to continue to suck him to completion. Until his face appeared at the hole. “Let me suck you,” the face replied, in what sounded to me like a thick Spanish accent. I started his face for a moment. The guy had soft pink lips and a slight mustache. In the blue glow of the tv (now forgotten), I slowly stood up and began to feed him my cock. Damn the guy could suck. His warm wet mouth wrapped around my cock, sucking like a vacuum cleaner. Every time he got to the tip, he would run his tongue into the opening, making me squirm in delight. I felt myself getting closer, and just before getting to the point of no return, he pulled off and stepped away from the glory-hole. “Fuck,” I muttered, looking into the hole and seeing him pull up his pants and walk over to the door before opening it and leaving the booth. Resigned, I went to finish myself off and pull my pants back up and leave, when I heard a knock at the door. “Double fuck,” I said, looking at the screen realizing that the money had run out in the video machine. Most likely the attendant, as I recalled my knowledge of how a video arcade worked. Pulling out my wallet, feeding another few bills on the machine. Hearing another knock, I turned back, pulling my pants back up slightly and opening the door. “Sorry, I just refilled the…” I started to say to the attendant, but instead was greeted with a hot, late 20ish Latino guy, “oh…. um… can I help you…” He pushed his way in, closing the door quickly and immediately locked lips with me. We proceeded to make out, grabbing and stroking each other, my cock still on the edge of release. His breath smelled of smoke, immediately turning me on. Finally, we parted, each gasping for air. I slowly recovered as he licked his lips and quickly asked me something I never expected to hear. “Let me in your hole?” he asked, pulling out a small brown bottle, opening it up and taking a few hits from. I instantly recognized the bottle from my night with Jackson. Poppers. My cock throbbed at the idea of the sensation. He held the bottle out to me as he started stroking his cock. Grabbing the bottle, I took several hits and handed it back to him. “Uh… sure,” I said, starting to feel the rush from the poppers reaching my brain before adding a quick, “As long as you let me do the same.” A quick nod was his only reply was before he turned me around and bent me over. I felt him reach behind himself and realized that he was grabbing lube from the dispenser on the back of the room. I quickly felt him rub some on my hole and then looked back to see him rubbing it on himself. “Wait…” I said, looking back at his cock, “You got a condom?” He shook his head no, before replying. “Most guys here don’t want them, so I never bring them. You got one?” I already knew I didn’t have one. I was torn. I wanted sex. Bad. But I had already learned the hard way about taking a bare cock. Hormones raging through my bloodstream, my brain fought to think logically, failing at the ebb of poppers in my mind. Finally, my mind came up with an answer as I asked, “You clean?” “Sure” he replied with a slight shrug, and with that, I bent over. Slowly, I felt him press his cock against my hole as I took a deep breath in. END OF PART 3

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Very hot! I love tops who fuck like that

As a bottom, I like the session to go on and on and on. The longer the better I think.

Part 4 The young guy who they called 'the gifter' lay next to Logan as he still high as fuck as 'the chemist' came in the bedroom. He handed 'the gifter' a bag of meth, several points and a bottle of water. The kid quickly prepared a couple points for himself while 'the chemist' fixed Logan's next slam. As 'the gifter' ready to administer his own slam 'the chemist' was about to give Logan his slam. The man in charge came into the bedroom and told Logan that as where his gifter was gentle the rest of the fucking he was about to get would be much rougher since Logan was to learn that his place was to please anyone he was told to please however they wanted. As 'the chemist' administered Logan's slam 'the gifter' was doing his own slam. 'The gifter' coughed out hard and began to enjoying his rush as Logan coughed out hard. 'The gifter' leaned over and kissed Logan as men began to enter the bedroom. Although Logan was the main attraction, 'the gifter' got his share of cock. Logan was kept his and high for 3 days as he was thoroughly fucked. 'The gifter' really wanted to pay attention to Logan. At one point they positioned both boys in 69 as they got fucked. Although Logan couldn't get hard he certainly enjoyed his chock being sucked. 'The chemist' kept Logan high as God while 'the gifter' took care of himself. 'The gifter' knew that Logan would be as addicted as he was and hoped that they could be party buds. After 3 days off non-stop partying and fucking it was evident that he was ready for a hard crash. 'The gifter' asked if he could look after Logan through his crash and the head man told him that he wasn't only supposed to look after Logan, he was responsible for slamming him up again, but this time he wasn't to be fucked. He could have Logan suck his cock. 'The gifter' moved to a back bedroom where they carried Logan as he passed out. The two snuggled up in bed as Logan zonked out. Logan was out could for nearly 2 days.