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It was past midnight as Jake had pulled us into a ghost town outside of Atlanta called, "Apalachee". No one had been there since the 1950's. He said he liked the spot for just that reason. There was an abandoned ranch style one floor hotel where he liked to park. We got there and another 18 wheeler was there ahead of us. Jake opened my door for me like a gentleman, and I took his hand as I got out - naked as the day I was born mind you - and stayed close to him. It wasn't just out of affection, it was also because I was having trouble walking in my present condition. The virus hit me hard, which is of course what I wanted. Jake pointed to a hotel room door, #6, and told me to go shower. I was hoping he'd say that because it had been a while and I needed one to clean up - and if I'm being honest, I wanted to feel the warm water against my body. I saw the man I presumed to be Tony only briefly then and I can best describe him as a Coke machine wearing denim. He stood well over 6 feet and tipped the scales at 300 pounds or so, most of that being solid muscle. Blonde hair in a brush cut, deep blue eyes, clean shaven, a few faded tattoos on his forearms - so old they were hard to read. He looked to be in his early 40's. It was easy to see the scars from years of trucking on his arms and hands. This was a blue collar working man, the kind of man most women like, including me. Girls like to feel protected. About half an hour later, I emerged from the hotel room and Jake was gone - I presume headed to Atlanta to be with his family. I walked until I stood in front of Tony. While I was naked, he wore faded denim jeans with matching sleeveless shirt. He wasted no time in placing an actual dog collar round my neck. It was pink and really thin but did have a tag that said, 'Bitch #29" on it. He then attached a matching leash and looked down at me. "Am I going to have any trouble with you, bitch?" He asked in a booming voice. I shook my head. "No, I didn't give any to Jake. I may be a whore, but I'm an obedient whore." I said coughing into my arm. He nodded and led me to his 18 wheeler. As I got closer I saw he was trucking a national beer brand. "You haul beer? Really?" I asked slightly amused. He answered without turning around. "Yeah. What of it, bitch?" I shrugged. "Oh, nothing. I was just wondering if we're going to be joined by a Pontiac Trans am and get chased by a cop from Texas. Should I wear a wedding dress?" And that's when I learned my collar was a shock collar. While I was on my hands and knees he walked over and stood over me. "Jake said you were a smart ass, bitch. Sometimes I like it and sometimes I don't." He tugged on my leash and I stood up, following him. He led me to my side of the rig, and opened the door, offering his hand to help me into my seat. He came around the other side and he clipped the other end of my leash to an eye hook in the ceiling. He started up the rig and started to drive. "Jake tells me you're HIV+ and he gave it to you." He said calmly as he took us out of the parking lot and headed west. I nodded and leaned back in my seat, looking out the window. "Yes. He blood slammed me and loaded me up with cum well over 3 dozen times in the last few days. That's what the shower was about, I'm certain I was getting kinda gnarly." He smiled. "Yeah, he told me the whole story bitch. Jake and I have different strains and I'm going to give you mine as well. Do you know what that means?" I shook my head as I reached for a bottle of soda under the seat. "It means you're about to have two different strains in you and they call that, "recombinant' and it means your body is going to have a harder time." I smiled a devilish grin, and without a moment's hesitation, I reached over and unzipped his fly to pull his cock from his pants. starting to massage him. "Really? Do tell." He shot me a puzzled look and got his eyes back on the road. "You don't waste any time, do you bitch?" I shook my head. "Why would I? I'm a whore. Fucking HIV positive men is what I DO, Tony." As he grew in my hand he continued. "The new strain is more aggressive, an harder to stop. It causes AIDS faster. It will shorten your life span by about half." He said as he started to have trouble breathing or concentrating on the road. It was almost like I was distracting him. I maintained a tight grip on his cock, stroking fully but adding a slow half twist as I went from top to bottom. Tony changed subjects. "Jake told me to think of you as a woman, you just have a penis. If that's what you are, why not present as female?" He asked tightening his grip on his steering wheel. "Because it's just easier. This way there's no fighting over which bathroom I should use or how I should dress. Besides, there's really no need to - anyone that sees me knows instantly what I am. I'm a fucking bitch, I'm a bottom and I'm into men." Now that I had him rock hard, it was time to go deeper so I crawled over to his side and mounted him while facing him. I slid him slowly into me. He was thicker than Jake, but a little shorter. I inhaled a deep breath as I moaned. I came all the way down until I looked him in the eyes, albeit wincing a little. "You're thick, Tony...I'm not sure I can handle all of you." He took his left hand off the wheel, put it on my right shoulder and pushed down. "You're going to take me cunt, whether you think you can or not. My cock is hungry for bitch hole." I nodded as I slowly reared up, taking him almost all the way out....just to the base of his head before slowly twisting my way down to his base. "I'm.....I'm not sure I can, Tony. FUCK you're thick!" I said as my own cock started to grow. He put his face as much into my neck as he could while keeping his eyes on the road. "You don't have a choice, cunt! You're nothing to us. We're using you." I put my mouth next to his ear and whispered. "I'll tell you a secret - I'm also using you." I kept the strokes in and out of me full because I wanted to feel every inch of him....feel his skin sliding back and forth inside of me...feel his muscle flexing...feel him throbbing. I kissed the nape of his neck and start to suck on it. Softly but wet and sensual. "I can feel you wanting me, Tony...you like my nice, wet, tight hole....like that it needs you. Like that it hungers for your cock more than it did for Jake. Like that it needs your seed in a way that no other bitch ever has. He began to wring the steering wheel, almost twisting it from it's shaft. He tried to say something but all he could do was grunt. I like that about men. I knew he was close so I quickened my pace and took him the rest of the way home. "You and your organization Tony, you're nothing to me either. I'm using you - all of you - to get what *I* want. This is the life I've dreamed of so I'm going to ride your cock, I'm going to keep your balls drained as I did for Jake, and I'm going to do it until you pass me onto the next poz trucker stud!" I didn't have to pump him in and out of me a single more time. He let go of the steering wheel entirely, underhooking my shoulders with both his massive arms, and pulling down hard. It had been a while since Tony had his balls drained like that - they were nice and full. I pulled my head back to look him in his deep, dreamy blue eyes and said, "Tell me what I am, Tony." His whole body convulsed as the rig began to fishtail down the road. "You're.......a............fucking.............WHORE!" He screamed as he continued to empty his seed into me. I sucked on his ear lobe and whispered. "I want all of it, Tony....all of your seed. Give it to me. I'm begging you." His legs locked, his tree trunk arms flexed and he screamed once more as he gave me the last few drops he had. I waited until he was flaccid before pulling him out of me. I sat in my seat quietly, closing my legs as tightly as I could to keep in his toxic cum. I didn't want any to leak out. I also reached over and zipped his cock back into its pants. He looked back at me, completely exhausted. That's the thing about being the receiver of a fucking....your partner feels exhausted while you feel refreshed and recharged. It's almost like you're taking his energy and making it your own. It's why I was ready to go again and he needed a break. "I've....I've never cum that fast, bitch. Seriously,I've never had a man ride me like that! Holy shit!" He said sounding both amazed and pleased. I leaned back in my seat and resumed drinking my soda. "I'm a fucking whore, Tony. This is what I do."

I parked my bike, got out my torch and headed over in the direction of the infamous fuck tree. I'd been there in the daytime so I knew how to get there. It was 9.00pm at night, maybe too early for some, but I was eager to visit this alleged barebacking prime site. After about 5 minutes I arrived at the site and was disappointed to find only two men there, one guy was, however, fucking the other bareback over a large concrete rubbish bin, obviously built with us in mind. As I watched I leant against the uprooted tree that gave the area its name: “The fuck tree”. I was turned on by watching the bareback action and so got out my cock and started wanking to the action. This caught the attention of the guy, who was currently fucking the other over the bin. He stopped fucking him and came over to me. Before I knew what was happening he had turned me round, lubed his cock and plunged it bare into my hole. I was being fucked for the first time on the fuck tree. He was obviously turned on by this new meat and thrust in and out energetically. As he screwed me bare, I noticed around the area a few clusters of people looking on at what was going on. With a loud and satisfied grunt he unloaded himself into me and then left the area hurriedly. With no one else actually coming forward and feeling awkward about having interrupted the other guy's fun, I now turned my attention to him. I got my cock back to full erection and entered the guy from behind. He welcomed the attention. He seemed to struggle with the size of my cock and asked me if I had any poppers, I duly handed over my fresh new bottle, which he gratefully inhaled, complimenting on its strength and asking where I'd purchased it. Whilst I was banging away, many of those who had been standing at a distance now came close. Not just to see things up close, but clearly they wanted their turn with this piece of meat. As soon, as I had erupted inside the guy, another member of the group took his turn in fucking the man. Others eagerly prepared their cocks in anticipation of their turn. Another man arrived, dressed up in suspenders and wearing eyeshadow and lipstick. He stood over the fuck tree and prepared to be taken. He attracted many of those waiting their turns with the bin man. He was soon receiving his first bare cock. I thought I'd get in on the action by going round the other side of the tree and seeing if this new guy could suck my cock back into action. So I wiped out my cock and got him to suck it, which he munched on enthusiastically. He certainly did the trick and before not too long, I was fully erect and feeling the sap rising in my balls. The sight of this spit-roasting, with one guy pounding away and then releasing his spunk inside him, followed immediately by another, was too much for me and for the second time of the night I released my jizz. This time into the willing mouth of the transvestite whore. But I was envious of both men being taken in turn mostly bare, receiving cum load after cum load inside them. I too wanted to be a cum slut that evening and feel my hole being filled with strangers' sperm. Yet I was frightened of the consequences. It was make or break for me. Should I stay or should I go? I took the plunge as my lust got the better of me and walked back round the tree. Then I dropped my trousers and leant against the tree for all cummers to take me. This certainly drew many of the assembled crowd over to me and I was almost immediately shafted by an older guy ready to blow his load inside me. He took next to no time finishing himself off by blowing his load inside me, the second of the evening for me. Another well-endowed black man took his turn and forced his very large member inside me. I was struggling to cope with a cock that big and had to resort to the poppers I'd brought along to facilitate his entering me. Although painful, I was really enjoying the large cock being pushed fully inside me, stretching me. I was beginning to realise my dreams of being a cum slut. Suddenly he held his cock thrust fully inside me for a good minute as gallons of his sperm soaked my insides. I was now craving as much bare dick as I could get and happily took any dicks offered to me. I could feel the squelching from load after load being poured into me. Then another guy came forward, quite beefy with an obvious biohazard tattoo on his chest. After all the loads I had already taken, I was in no position to refuse him entry. He shoved his cock firmly up me bare and started pushing in and out roughly. As he thrust in and out, he kept saying to me, I'm going to breed you and soon you'll get my toxic load inside you. With one final thrust he jerked violently and I knew his toxic spunk was now flowing inside. As I left the heath, I could feel all the loads beginning to trickle down my legs. I wondered what I had done, yet felt very satisfied with so much cum inside me that evening.

Juste got back from the G I Joe bath House (Montréal) I was planing to get fuck in the glory hole. I love that anon cum dump style... Got sucked and fingered in the steam room By a very large black men. Good kisser too, Then I went for the glory hole in the basement... I got fuck 3 times by various guy and I didn't get to the glory hole. The guys just want to load me in front of everyone... Love that. I did not saw the first loader... I got sucked and blew in the guy's mouth... he almost chock. lol... Men it was good after 2 weeks without any sex. I try once in a wile to stay quiet for a few days and then I get sluty and colecte any load... I love the feel of my ass swelling full of cum... anyone else like that?

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.

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."

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.

Planned to hit our local “bathhouse” Hyde’s with a married buddy. Got cleaned up and headed over. He had to cancel, but thought it would be busy with the daytime play group that was suppose to be there. I was wrong. Maybe 8 guys. Made out with a few guys. Couple married guys tried to fuck me but insisted on condoms and couldn’t stay hard. Decided to leave and head to the local video booth store. Got sucked by a Mexican but he didn’t want to breed so he left. Then a huge black cock came through the glory hole. I sucked him till he was hard as a rock, turned around and slid down on it. I think he was taken aback he pulled out but I left my ass up at the glory hole and he slide back in. Pumped for 5 min then I felt a nice load fill me up. Pulled up my pants and left. On the way home a buddy hit me up. He’s hot as fuck. Muscles, tattoos, beard and amazing pits!!! I went over he bent me over his weight bench and used my hole. Flipped me over and pounded me “you ready for it” he asked, I grabbed him waist and pulled him deep and he bred me. Was so hot.

Part 3 When I climbed out of the pool I was all alone. There was a towel as beneath the towel I found an envelope with ‘Jock Boy’ written on it. I dried off and headed for the gate remembering that my clothes were flooded on the outside and with the sun coming to I might be visible in my naked form. I quickly opened the gate and grabbed my sweat pants quickly pulling them on before anyone might see me. I grabbed my shoes and shirt and went to my car. Once inside my car I looked I the envelope to find $500. Texted Steven to let him know I had finished and they I received another tip. He texted back instructing me, ‘come directly to my condo’. I drove over to Steven's place with a raging hard on from whatever that guy injected into my cock. The movement of my sweat pants accords my cock head drove me crazy as I worked my way through traffic to Steven’s condo. I parked in the open lot across the street and quickly made my way into the building. After riding the elevator while trying to hide my hard on I knocked on the door. Some naked twink answered the door and ushered me inside. Steven was also naked sitting on the couch blowing clouds. He had net taken a huge hit from the pipe as he waived me over. Steven grabbed the twink and gave him a shotgun as I joined him in the couch. The twink leaned over to me and I accepted a shotgun from him as he grabbed my noticeably hard cock through my sweats. The twink was horned up and craving cock. Steven finally spoke, “From what I hear, you’re first night went very well.” Steven then grabbed his huge, thick cock waving it as if he was telling me to sit my ass down on it, but it was directed at the twink who had a look that was somewhere between fear and excitement. The twink slowly climbed up and (with Steven’s directly) slid his ass down on his cock facing me. When he had the full length inside him Steven handed me a fully loaded rig. I knew exactly what he needed me to do as he applied the tourniquet to the twink’s arm and held him still while I administered (what I later learned was) his (first) slam. Like he did with me, Steven unloaded deep in the twink's hole as he coughed it hard. The twink's expression was similar to the one I saw in the video on my own face as he attempted to process everything was feeling. After Steven was done with his first load he popped up placing the twink on his hands and knees, then administered his own slam and resumed fucking the twink. I was close to the twink’s head when Steven told him, “Suck the jock boy's cock.” That totally surprised me as the twink leaned forward as I slid my sweats off. The twink was good as he took my hard bone down to the root. Steven looked at me and said, “I knew you’d need that after your let client.” The twink was good as he worked my cock with his tongue and throat. I was surprised at his expertise and stamina as he sucked my cock while Steven loaded his ass with his poz cum. It made me wonder if that kiss was as dumb as I was or was it the drugs, most likely the drugs. The thought of Steven knocking this kid up as he had done to me some how had me turned on that when I got close I made sure he was going to eat my load. I grabbed his head and held it firmly as I unloaded down his throat telling him, “That’s it bitch, swallow my spunk.” Steven smiled at me, winked and gave me a head signal letting me know that I should leave. I pulled my sweats up, got up from the couch and headed for the door. I drove home knowing if be crashing soon. I got home lucky my parents were at work as headed straight for bed.

When I was in college I worked on campus in the shipping and receiving dept. The full time employees there were all middle aged str8 guys. They suspected I was gay and gave me a lot of ribbing about it. But two of the guys would kind of tone down the ribbing in exchange for me sucking and bottoming for them. During the lunch hour when the boss was always out of the building these two guys would make me suck, rim and bottom for them. It was always raw. One was a tall, muscular, buff, Hawaiian guy. He had a huge, thick, uncut cock. Would really pound me deep. He'd call me "Mahu". A Hawaiian term for gay. Or a person that embodies both masculine or feminine spirits. The Hawaiian guy could fuck for 20 or 30 minutes before cumming in me. The other guy was just a rough, redneck, bully type of guy. His dick wasn't very big. But he'd pound me hard and would cum very quickly. The redneck guy usually fucked me first. Then the Hawaiian guy would have an already cum lubed hole to pound until lunch hour was over.

It started with an email. I'd been looking to get pozzed for over a year and had come up empty (no pun intended) when, out of the blue, I got an email. He saw my ads on social media. He said he was a trucker and wanted to meet me at the local truck stop for drinks. I walked in and spotted him right away - we made eye contact and I just *knew* he was the guy that emailed me. He was no taller than me, had a bit of a pot belly, but strong muscles and hands. He wore a red and white checkered shirt and blue jeans that he filled out quite nicely!. I extended my hand in a manner to be kissed and he obliged. He had a couple buttons open on his shirt and it was hard to keep my eyes on anything but his chest. His eyes were dreamy but still.... He introduced himself as Jake and we talked about what it was like to be HIV+, how that made life more difficult, my time in the Navy, his life on the road as a livestock trucker, how serious I was about getting pozzed and what that would mean for me, what he wanted from a partner, and so forth. After I returned from the bathroom we talked some more, we shook hands and went our different ways, promising to meet again next time he was in town. And that's when I woke up naked, buckled into his passenger side seat. "Good morning, bitch. How did you sleep?" He asked keeping his eyes on the road. Watching where you're going is *very* important as a livestock trucker. Otherwise you end up with chickens all over the road, and a very entertaining police report. "Where are we and why am I naked in your passenger seat?" I asked just starting to grasp what happened. "Well, we're headed to Omaha and I decided I wanted you as my bitch so I took you." He said slowing the rig down a little to stay under the speed limit. I have my head a good shake. "I don't remember that." "You ordered soda but they must have given you alcohol. You were pretty tipsy when we left the truck stop last night." He explained calmly. "Where are my clothes?" I asked puzzled. "Back in Casper, I think. I got rid of them pretty quickly. For the record, you look fabulous naked." He said changing lanes. "Did you and I....." I began the question but leaving it hang like a male stripper. He shook his head. "No, you were out cold - I don't do that. You ask a lot of questions for a naked man." I shrugged. "Well, in my defense I've never naked in the front seat of an 18 wheeler going 85 MPH. I'd ask for a little leeway. So, what's your plan here, Jake?" He passed some old lady going 30 on the highway. "I told you, you're my bitch. It's your job to be naked and in this cab. You can go from the seat to the cabin behind us but you are to stay naked and you're my fuck meat." *I tried to hide a smile* "Jake, while that's an enticing fantasy, I have a home, a job and a life back where we met." He shook his head. "No, you don't. Not anymore." "Jake, this is kidnapping." I said calmly. He got his truck back in the appropriate lane after passing the old lady. "No it's abduction, not kidnapping. Look bitch, I got the impression last night that your life needed a change. That you were tired of the way things were. That you wanted to be pozzed and wanted to be in a relationship of some kind. It kinda felt like you wanted to do something drastic but didn't have the guts to pull the trigger on it, so I did it for you. Your old life doesn't matter now...who you were, what you did, it's all gone. New start. Your job is to be fucked by me. I'll feed you and take care of you. You're my bitch now. If you really want out, I'll let you out at the next truck stop." I stared out the window at the passing road signs as he continued. "I'm offering you the life you've always dreamed of, bitch. This is it....this is the THE watershed moment that everyone eventually has - the one that defines you, that's a catalyst for everything that comes after." He said getting back up to speed. "Is this love, Jake? Is that what you're looking for?" I asked honestly. He chuckled. "No, of course not. Let me be clear bitch - you're fuck meat to me., nothing more A means to keep my balls drained until we get back to the east coast. Between here and there I can promise I WILL poz you and otherwise take care of you." "And when we get back east? What then?" I asked honestly. For the first time he looked over at me. "Then I pass you along to another trucker so you can do the same for him. It's a lot more common than regular people know. You'll just keep going from trucker to trucker, crossing the country...back and forth, east to west, north to south - maybe even heading overseas to serve men there. But be honest, do you really care?" He put his eyes back on the road while I stared back out the window. "Bitch, this may not be the life you chose but it's the life you want." He said smiling. I looked up at the road just in time to see there was a mile left to the next truck stop. By the time he arrived, I was naked in the cabin, face down, ready for Jake - who did not disappoint me.

You can find more details about what happened before this story begins here. Part 1 Here I am at the downtown Hilton about to knock on the door of room 617 to meet my first ‘client’. Up until just over a week ago I was chasing pussy and the only partying I knew about involved getting drunk. As the starting quarterback for my high school's football team I am a very popular and can pretty much hey any girl to swing on my rod. So, how did I go from a straight jock to a Tina whore? I’m guessing that it started a couple years ago when I was invited over to a teammate house. I arrived to find my older brother, Jason, getting fucked. Every player there took a turn at my brother including me. After that night I regularly used my brother when I couldn’t find a girl. Jason and his friends used me as I had used him. I’m not completely sure why, but I didn't resist what they were doing to me, actually my body seemed to betray me add I recalled I enjoyed every moment as they fucked me and had me sucking dick. They were giving something they called Tina, forcing me to for from a glass pipe, but when they injected it directly into my vein is when I got hooked on cock and cum. It’s when I met Steven on a gay hookup site that my life spun out of control. Unknowingly to me he recorded video of my getting slammed and fucked by multiple men. He sent me a clip of the video forcing me to meet with him where he gave me a slam and fucked me while forcing me to watch the complete video of me doing drugs b and getting fucked by a number of men. If I didn’t want the video getting out to my family and friends I was to go to work for him as a prostitute. He would have me service selected men. I was to do as the men asked and let them fuck me and thank them for the honor of being their cum dump after they either deposited their cum in my ass or had me swallow their load. The guy in room 617 was to be my first ever client. Steven texted me the information along with instructions to was wear gym clothes and pick up a kit before I met the client. The kit contained an adequate amount of Tina for myself as the client, a glass pipe and the necessary items to self administer a slam. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I heard footsteps, the door opened a little and the man inside said, “Who's there?” As instructed I replied, “I’m the workout partner you requested Sir.” The door opened and I quickly entered the room. I recognize the man as a very well known professional athlete. I don’t let on I know his real name as he introduced himself, “I’m John and you must by Tyson.” I shook my head and answered, “Yes sir.” John then said, “Perfect. Why don’t you get out of those clothes and get tweeked for me. I like my boys flying while we fuck. I want you see you blow clouds, better yet if you can I’d love to watch you slam yourself if you can.” I took off my sweats to reveal my well formed jock body as I opened my kit. I pulled out my pipe and a rig and began to make you a slam as I blew clouds for John. As I began to load the rig with Tina, John said, “I want you to make that slam as strong as you can take.” I acknowledge his instructions with a “Yes sir.” I continued to blow clouds as I finished prepping my slam. John took his clothes off and watched as I applied the tourniquet to my upper arm, found a big vein, swabbed it with alcohol and slid the needle in my arm. I pulled back just a little as Jason had taught me to show I was in the vein and emptied the contents. I was glad John asked me to slam, I really needed this bad. I pulled the tourniquet off and began to cough hard as John moved in to kiss me hard. I was really flying when John and I got in the bed where he got on his back and pulled me in top of him so I could suck his cock while he ate my ass. His tongue licked and probed my ass causing me to moan as I took his cock into my throat. He had a great cock that semi hard was a decent 7” It continued to get hard as I held it deep in my throat. I felt my ass getting slick with his spit as he informed me, “Make sure you get as much spit on my cock as you can cause that’s all the lube you're gong to get until I breed your jock ass.” I worked up as much spit as I could and slicked up John’s 8½” cock. When he finally stopped rimming me I felt the wetness he created in my ass. He flipped me around as he pushed my legs back and without fanfare sobbed the full length of his cock balls deep in my ass. The penetration was painful at first but quickly subsided as he made good use of my ass. John pistoned in and out of my ass bringing me to moan. After a good 20 to 30 minutes he began to really pound away at my ass, his breathing began to get faster as I felt his cock thicken and grow harder before he grunted and I felt him throb as he filed me his sperm. With his hard cock still working in and out of my seeded hole John kissed me and said, “That just load number one. I haven’t fucked a jock line you before. It’s nice to have a high school quarterback tweaked out on meth to fucking breed."

What the fuck am I doing? I can’t believe I am going back knowing what was in store for me. I know on some level that I may regret this, but the majority of me was excited as hell. I methodically packed my backpack, phone charger, lube, toothbrush, mouthwash, toothpaste, condoms, an extra change of clothing and a cock ring. I stood outside of their door for what seemed like an eternity, second guessing myself. My heart began to race as I rang the doorbell. Erik answered the door, wearing jeans and a sweatshirt; I immediately noticed the hefty bulge in his jeans. He noticed me checking it out because he grabbed it and said, “He has been waiting”. Erik is in his 40ies, 6’0”, toned body, dark hair, brown eyes. About 7” cut, with a nice mushroom that was thicker around the head. He welcomed me inside where two of his three roommates were sitting waiting for my arrival. I was introduced as their “fuckhole” for the next 48 hours. Jay was a biker type, also in his 40ies, straight mostly, but when he partied, he fucks anything. He stood about 5’10, kind of stocky but incredibly rock hard 7” cock. He was sitting on the love seat and I immediately could see his bulge through his jeans, he chuckled and my eyes moved up and he was smiling at me. He caught me staring at his crotch. Bill was slightly older, he was in his 50ies, but sitting on the couch completely naked, it looks as though the party had started without me. Bill was pretty average in build and looked like he was working with a cock that would surly get larger than the other 2. I am 25, 5’8, 140 lbs, toned but not muscular at all, pretty average sized cock, I have never measured it as I do not want to be disappointed. But have told that I have an incredible hole. Nice bubble butt that can squeeze your cock so tight you moan. Since I was never introduced by my name but a nickname I will just refer to myself as their name for me. fuckhole. I have only partied a few times in my life and do not really remember how to even hold the pipe let alone light it. I am more of a weed smoker. I was instructed to take off my shoes and sit next to Bill on the couch, Erik told me to get ready to have the most amazing next few days of sex. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Erik asked me while filling the bowl. “Hell yeah, I am on a week long vacation, and I just want to get wild, my hole is now your hole for the next 48 hours, seriously you could even tie me up and gag me if you wanted to!” I said with a chuckle in the most obvious “you know I am joking kind of way” Everyone gave a little chuckle. Erik explained that I would not be able to hold the pipe; he did not want me to burn what was inside and held it up to my mouth. I watched the crystals slowly turn to liquid and smoke began filling the bowl. “Now slowly, as slow as you can start to inhale, I am going to rock this back and forth, keep going until I tell you to stop, but remember……slow” Erik said with a grin. He began rolling the bowl and I exhaled as much as I could and then slowly began sucking in. Erik kept telling to keep sucking; I sucked until my lungs felt like they were going to explode. He pulled the pipe away from my mouth and told me to hold my breath, do not let it out. I felt like I couldn’t hold it any longer and he finally said slowly let it out. I let out what I felt was the biggest cloud of smoke in my life but Bill kind of laughed. “That is all you can do? Seems like a light weight to me.” Bill said while shaking his head. I noticed that he was now stroking what seemed to be about 8.5” and was filling out very thickly. “Yeah, come on fuckhole, you need to do better than that.” Jay said from the loveseat. Erik placed the pipe near my mouth again and out of instinct , I tried to grab it, he in a very stern voice said, “I thought I told you not to touch this!” I had already started to feel my body start to heat up and I could only notice the bulges and the huge cock next to me. “I am sorry Erik, I promise I can do better.” I said with kind of a laugh. “CALL ME MASTER” he snapped, I did not want to upset him so I said “Yes Master” “Good little fuckhole” He placed the pipe back up to my mouth, I repeated the same inhale and let out what seemed like a much larger cloud. I was told that one was better but they know I could do better. I asked if I could take off my shirt, I started getting hot, my heart started racing and suddenly noticed that my hole needed to be fucked. “Yeah, take your clothes off get comfortable.” Bill said. I took everything off except for my socks, underwear, and wife beater undershirt. “Are those briefs the only underwear you brought?” Jay asked me. “No Sir,” I said, “ I have a jock in my back pack.” Erik was sitting on the floor in front of me and as I started to explain how the jockstrap looked and how they were in my backpack but all I could think about was getting fucked. With no warning, Erik pulled my trunks off and buried his face into my hole. Ramming his large wet tongue into my hole. I closed my eyes and start moaning. The torch lights up again and the pipe was placed against my lips. I opened my eyes and Bill told me I would have to show him a man hit, not a pussy hit. I took the biggest hit that I had ever could take and bill put his hand over my mouth and Erik started to shove his finger in my hole, for some reason it sort of burned and I exhaled quickly, the largest cloud I have ever seen and cried out “ouch.” Erick informed me that I should only feel the burn for a few more seconds that he forgot to put lube on his fingers. Jay stood up and disappeared down the hall. When he returned he had a leather jock, arm and ankle restraints, a spreader, spray poppers, and a gas mask. He also had lost his jeans and t-shirt, leaving him in his leather vest and a black leather jock that had snaps where you could pull your cock out for easy access, and some leather boots. “Here put these on, you will be wearing only this for the next 48 hours.” Jay said throwing the jock at me just before he grabbed my belongings and placed them into my backpack. “Don’t worry fuck hole, you will get this back when we are finished with you.” Jay said as he took it down the hallway. I was so horny slipping on the jock, I just wanted to get fucked. I said out loud without thinking, “Can one of you please fuck me right now, please I will do anything! Please, someone fuck my hole.” The guys chuckled and Bill told Erik to shove a shard into my hole. While Erik hunted for the perfect one, Bill shoved the pipe up to my mouth again and I instinctually reached for it. “That’s it! Jay, hand me those wrist restraints, he keeps grabbing the pipe” Bill again put the pipe in front of my face. I apologized for putting my hands up the other time, but Bill just told me I would make up for it shortly. He instructed to slowing inhale while Jay was securing my hands together in front of me. “There, this should hold him, lets put the gas mask on him so we do not have to worry about him not holding it in.” Erik suggested as he shoved his finger into my hole. It seriously burned and as I exhaled extremely fast, I called out “ouch” but was informed that I just needed more lube, I told him I had lube in my bag but he showed me his lube which allegedly contained some healing / numbing botanicals that will make my hole feel amazing and I could get fucked for days with it. I almost instantly began squirming and chanting “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, someone please fuck me” Jay handed Erik this bar with ankle restraints and hooks attached to either end. They secured my ankles to this spreader and brought it towards my hands and connected those as well. There I lay on the couch, hands connected to the spreader that had my legs spread apart exposing my hole to everyone. Jay comes over to me with a gas mask connected to a long tube. “I do not like how fast you exhaled that last time, I think you need to wear this.” He places this tight gas mask over my head. He then unscrews a bottle of poppers and holds it over the tube and I am forced to inhale several deep hits of poppers. I was flying and all I could do was yell out “PLEASE FUCK ME PLEASE FUCK ME, I WILL DO ANYTHING I PROMISE I WILL DO ANYTHING, MY HOLE IS YOUR HOLE” Suddenly the poppers hit me and my eyes rolled in the back of my head. I felt someone spit on my hole and when I focused it was Erik, lining his cock head up to my hole. Without warning he steadily but firmly pushes his cock into my hole. “HOLY FUCK THAT IS TIGHT! Someone grab me some of our special lube.” He pulled almost all the way out and squirted some of their lube on his cock. I could not handle it anymore I yelled out “FUCK ME PLEASE” and started to squirm so that my hole would swallow up more of his thick cock. “FUCK!! You guys look at this horny pig! He is tied up, not very high, and fucking himself with my cock, I think he should get some more poppers and maybe some more favors.” The guys all laughed and one by one they called me a slut, a fucking hole. That I was created to only be a cum dump for guys. The informed me they wanted to put up an ad and invite people over to fuck me. All I could do was moan as Erik started to shove his cock in and out at a slow pace. “Hand me the poppers again.” Erik said still pumping in and out of my fuck hole at a deep and steady pace, causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head. He connects the poppers to the gasmask and I was forced to breath in a few healthy hits. He caps them back up, tosses them aside and as they hit, I felt my hole expand and Erik says to the guys, “You guys have to feel this hole, it opens right up, but fits like a tight glove! He keeps begging me to fuck him, do you think I should fuck him?” The guys tell Erik to give me what I want and he tells me that I am going to love this and in a jack hammer type motion, begins slamming his cock in and out of my hole. I wanted him deeper and harder and wanted him to fuck me in different directions stretching my hole out good. He fucked me for what seemed like only 5 minutes but ended up being about a half hour, he then asked me if I was ready for his load, but immediately followed up with a… “Naw, just playing, you don’t have a choice. OOOOhhh omg I am going to cum” He picked up his rhythm and was now slamming his cock in and out of my hole and all I could do was moan, it felt amazing and then he slammed deep into my hole. I literally felt his cock grow thicker and longer, press through the second opening, he kept it lodged deep into my guts, closed his eyes, leaned his head back and calls out “Take my load you fucking dirty fuck hole!” His huge load filled me up, his thick cock pulsating, shooting thick ropes deep into my guts. He pulled out and suggested that they move me to the playroom. ****************************************************************************************************************************************************************** Thank you for taking the time to read one of my fantasies. Some of the above mentioned did happen, some are a little exaggerated, of course I changed the names. Please tell me if this was entertaining. If so I will gladly tell you how our little "fuckhole's" 48 hours go.

i was so scared it was gonna hurt being my first time and all but omg his hard penis felt so amazing when he bent me over my bed and stuck it in me. he was so gentle which made me so comfortable doing this with him. we both go tested for everything beforehand too because we wanted to cum inside each other long in advance. mentally it felt so amazing to feel another man slide his penis up my butt. i have a really nice ass and i can't imagine how good his dick felt being in there. the best part was that it didnt even hurt! i was well ready in advance and when he went to stick it in me it just slid right in and there i lost my virginity. i was getting owned by him and i fucking loved it. letting him manhandle me like a little slut. i guess this means im bi-curious now but i don't care. i think im gonna be addicted to having a man's penis inside me but i wanna be selective about my partner. but man oh man i got soooo excited when he said he was about to cum inside me. feeling his dick throbbing and opening me up even more was incredibly hotttt. i can't believe what ive been missing all these years. because getting fucked in the ass by a hot guy is sooo much fun :) i have ZERO regrets and he said he'd love to do it again. yessss.

Today is the boyfriends birthday so I figured I would find him a bottom we could plow together. I lined it all up on Grindr when he was in the phone with his parents. We had a hot, toned jockstraped bottom over within minutes of hanging up the phone. The bottom wasted no time gettin down on his knees to get out cocks down his throat. After 10 minutes of slobbering all over our rock hard cocks he was on all fours with my man lubing up his cock with, and pushing in to a wam velvety hole. He need a nice big hit off the poppers and got into the fuck zone. With my cock down his throat we gave the slut a good spitroastjng. With his toned anal muscles working my boyfriends cock I could tell by the look on his face it would be seconds before the bottom get his first load. On cue, he had a vocal and satisfying orgasm. I wasted no time taking his place; balls deep inside of his hole. We both took another hot of the poppers and within a minute I was unloading inside of him; while he was coming hands free, soaking the pouch of his jockstrap. With all of our balls emptied he had his clothes back on and was out the door as quickly as he arrived.

I was 13 and snuck out at night to meet a couple guys to suck their cocks behind a store at night.i stripped naked and they both ended up fucking me and after the first guy came in me he pissed all over me as the other guy fucked me doggystyle on the ground so the other guy did the same when he was done. mostly pissing in my face and hair but all over my back and ass and of course in my mouth

my record for drinking cum is 26 loads. the record for my ass is 3 times that

"Hello. I know more than one James. Which one are you? Remind me of our session (/meet or ...) and a description of yourself?"

Sorry I didn’t respond, just thought I’d share that it looks like I’ll be having my first raw fun tomorrow, wish me luck

Married 17 years wife knew from the outset. She felt at risk of loosing me to a guy as a gay couple but, with the genuine promise she was the only woman for me, and a standing rule to not embarrass her (nor she me) - so home is off limits - we give each other time to play in our own way. I could always justify it to myself cause we had things the other couldn't provide: she loved bdsm/play-acting and I loved men. I was a condom nazi; then prep came out and I try to look after her - so we flip between condoms and no-condoms for periods after breeding when I'm at risk. Prior to that, we had serious discussions about what-if for hiv, I was pretty shocked she considered it just a possibility but concluded she would prefer more of my bare dick even if risky than waiting for clean (hiv) results all the time. (Turns out she loves hot cum inside her as much as I do ?.) I probably fuck a lot (LOT) more than she realises particularly since my need to breed could be made safer with prep. Other sti are a pain but to date I've managed to keep her clean. Recently she started being the unicorn at swingees and just loves the attention. That's really important to me. I wish she would join team prep, raw cock, and just accept the other-sti risk - then she would be swinging bare and become the unicorns unicorn and if she thought she was popular now... Well My wife is a rare amazing person.; The honesty between keeps us togethee, we can each play without it impacting the other as long as we make time for each other. Kids eat up what time we have - so extra diligence required - but the happier and more consistent the sex she and I get; the more approval I have to play away and that is most definitely a good thing.

Part 27 - The Journal The sunlight poured through the window causing Mark to stir from his sleep, he smiled with his eyes closed his hands feeling Ben who was still sound asleep cuddled up in his arms. He had come to love waking up in the morning with Ben so close to him, he felt Ben's hand moving over and caressing his thigh and ass, one thing Mark couldn't help was the morning wood when his cock was parked in between Ben's ass cheeks. 'Someone's excited' Ben mumbled pushing his body up closer to Mark's. He pushed his hips back and forth several times so Ben could feel how hard he was and delighted in hearing him moaning sleepily, slowly Mark pulled back and angled his cock pushing forward again feeling Ben's hole. Ben wriggled his ass several times as Mark pushed forward again, he gasped and grabbed Mark's ass as through the pain he felt as Mark's cock head penetrated 'Still hurts a little' he quietly said wriggling his ass a little more and pushing back to take more of it inside. Ben moaned and mumbled at the dryness of the cock gripping hard against his anal lining as Mark lightly poked away, Ben's hands caressed Mark's ass and thigh, it didn't take long for Ben to sense a slickness feeling as Mark's cock began oozing precum he felt the cock pushing away and slipping deeper in to him. Several times he moaned and groaned but it was no where near as painful as before so his ass continued wriggling at the feeling, Mark moaned as the final inch slipped inside as he kissed Ben's neck and slowly pushed forcing him to roll over to his stomach, Mark came to rest on top of Ben who raised his head and turned to kiss his lover. Hi hips slowly and gently caressing his cock inside performing a mating ritual, his arm going around Ben's neck to help hold his head up as their tongues entwined passionately. Every so often Ben would moan in delight as Mark gave a more pronounced thrust of his hips in a show of loving dominance over him. Their love making was silent as their mouths were locked together, Ben's hands gripped at the pillows as he felt the speed of Mark's affection increasing, his hips never lifted off Ben's ass as the undulating rhythm continued his deep penetration to the core of Ben's body. Ben's cock was hurting caught up in a fold in the sheet underneath him trying to break free but his mind was elsewhere concentrating on Mark and trying to be a natural lover for him. He felt Mark's arm tighten its hold on his neck holding him in position, he moaned in to Mark's mouth as he felt the speed increase again and the body laying on top of him tensed up as Mark's ass clenched downwards pushing in to the hilt. Ben almost squealed in pure ecstasy as he felt the raging pulsations in Mark's cock, the sensation of warmth filling him as he could feel his lovers seed flowing in to his body. Mark released the kiss and collapsed heavily on top of Ben as he continued clenching his ass pushing his cock deep in to Ben and moaning through post orgasm and his cock showing no sign of softening. Ben's body tingled he knew he was about to cum himself he pushed his arse down as his cock pulsed and began erupting into the sheet gasping and crushing the pillows he had hold of, he couldn't stop himself he trembled from the orgasm and his ass clenched tight around Mark's cock. The result brought Mark over the edge never having experienced this action before drove down and dug deeper in several rapid thrusts he moaned pushing his cock as deep as he could go, his orgasm more powerful that before flooding his lover with more seed. Mark was gasping almost to the point of crying in sexual happiness Ben laid underneath panting heavily, their hands sought each others and held on for dear life in post orgasm come down. A smile adorned Ben's face never had he expected sex to be such an amazing experience, Mark's kissed him and smiled 'That was awesome' he said gripping Ben's hands harder, Ben kissed him 'I don't know what happened but I loved it' he giggled. They were brought back to reality as Ben's mobile started ringing. Mark leaned over to the bedside table still deep inside Ben "Your mother" he said. Ben raised his head "Leave it" his heart dropped like lead balloon he knew she had found his journal and read it. Mark put the phone on the bed as the call ended "You should speak to her" he said beginning to lift off Ben. Ben pulled him back down feeling the cock he winced a little "Stay here, Josh isn't up yet". Mark kissed him and rested back on top of him "More than happy to". Ben smiled "I made a bit of a mess in the sheet" he said looking at Mark. Mark laughed feeling under the sheet "That's nothing compared to how much I just gave you". Margarite sat on the bed reading through the last few weeks of the journal again, somehow she had knew but it was still a bit of a shock but the fact she was more tortured by the words he wrote about having to tell his family were more a wake up call than she wanted. She had shown the journal to Steven her husband who simply tutted and walked out, Steven was the step father to Ben and as much as they shared the same house their relationship was at best neutral. His real son Alex who he had fathered with Margarite 10 years ago was the apple of his eye. Margarite knew this of course and over the years as Ben grew older he also began to resent his step father a little, after all he wooed Margarite away from his real father Rob who had now moved to California and remarried with his own young family. Ben would still get birthday and Christmas cards but hardly ever spoke which played heavily on Ben as he loved him so much. The last time they had spoken was almost a year ago just after Christmas, with promises they would see each other but Steven had always had some other plan to keep them apart. Rob married Heike a German born American and had two children, Rob had his own company now and was doing very nicely. He had often offered to pay for Ben to fly to the west coast but there was always Steven in the way. Ben had already decided when he started working one of the first things he would do is see his father. The facetime rang and it was Ethan Ben answered it "Morning Ethan". Ethan looked closely at the screen "Err your not doing it are you?" he laughed. Mark turned the phone to his face "Morning Ethan, no we are done for the moment". Ethan turned obviously speaking to Angelo "They are at it, and he is still on top of him". Angelo's face appeared "Oi mi madre, have you no dignity Mark?" he laughed. Mark smiled "Not at the moment" moving the phone away so they could see clearly he was on top of Ben. Ben laughed so much he hiccupped "You know I can't move even if I wanted to". Ethan screwed up his face "To much information Ben, anyway your mother called she needs to speak to you". Ben nodded "Oh yeah, I think the cats out of the bag." he said with a serious look on his face. "Call her get it over with Ben, will see you at midday for lunch and talk then" Ethan said waving at them. Ben hung up the phone "Kiss me baby" he said turning to Mark. "Always" Mark responded slipping his tongue in to Ben's mouth as the phone rang again. Ben saw his mother calling again, he held on to Mark and hit the answer button "Hi". "Where are you?" Margarite asked "Your not with Ethan are you?". Ben decided there and then not to play games "No, I am in Larchmont though". "Oh, are you at a girls place then?" Margarite sat with the journal in her hand in Ben's room with the door closed. Ben sighed and breathed in "No". "So where are you then, do you need to tell me something?" Margarite waited turning the journal in her hand. Ben looked at Mark "I am at my boyfriends" he held his breath waiting. Margarite steadied herself but inwardly she was okay with it "Is it the guy you wrote in the journal about?". "Yes, I didn't want you to find out this way. How much did you read?" Ben asked looking seriously at Mark. "All of the last few weeks, is he really as nice as you write?" Margarite was not prepared for doing this over the phone. Ben was silent for a moment "Yes, but I didn't want you to find out this way mother". "Ben, it's okay you know I just wished you had talked to me about it" Margarite said. Ben wiped his eyes "I wanted to desperately, but not whilst he was around". Margarite rolled her eyes "He is still your step father Ben, I know things have been difficult between you". Ben held on to Mark's hand "He never really wanted me around so don't pretend". "Have you told your father yet?" Margarite wondered if he had been speaking to Rob. "No not yet, are you sure you are okay with this, and what about Steven?" Ben asked shifting on the bed. "He didn't say much, can I come over and drive you back this afternoon?" Margarite knew this was a long shot. Ben paused for a moment "Okay, I will text you the address say 5pm I want you to come here to talk". "Thank you Ben" Margarite hung up and put the journal in the draw and heaved a huge sigh of relief. Ben was silent for a moment then looked at Mark "Well that was weird, hope you don't mind me inviting her over?". Mark kissed him "Not at all, I am very proud of you Ben you didn't loose it". Ben smiled "I would ask you to make love to me again but my ass aches and Josh is up". Mark stroked Ben's face "Love you" he kissed him and slowly withdraw his cock. Ben jumped in the shower whilst Mark sorted the bed out, he sat for a moment listening to Ben showering. He smiled to himself never expecting to find someone so adorable in nature and sexy to boot, nodding at the realisation that Ben could only be the person he could happily settle with. But then there was the other side of Mark which he kept hidden and only Angelo and Franco knew about. He stood up and went downstairs to make coffee as Josh wandered in to the kitchen fully dressed. "Morning Josh want coffee" Mark asked grabbing cups. Josh sat down at the table "Morning, just a small one I have to get to work at the store for 11" he replied. "Oh okay I forgot you worked on Sundays, you okay, you know last night?" Mark enquired. Josh smiled "Yes, I was a little drunk thanks to Franco but no harm done". Josh quickly finished his coffee and ran upstairs to say goodbye to Ben then left for work. Mark brought Ben coffee up to the bedroom as he was still drying himself off from his shower. "How's your ass?" Mark laughed and kissed him. Ben's hands roamed over Marks body "It will survive, shame Josh can't join us for lunch". Mark stripped off his clothes and went in to the shower "Yeah I like him, we need to find him a man". Ben called out from bedroom "Definitely". "Hopefully Franco has will join us for lunch before he goes home" Mark said as he put his head under the shower nozzle. As he showered it also brought home to him that Ben would be heading off later, he hated thinking about it and he wanted him now on many levels. Ben listened as Mark finished showering whilst he sat on the bed, his thoughts primarily on how things would be at home but more so how much he would miss Mark until next weekend. Mark stood at the ensuite bathroom door looking at Ben starring out of the window. "Dam even with clothes on you look sexy" Mark said interrupting Ben's thoughts. Ben turned "Sorry what did you say, I was miles away?" he put his cup down on the bedside table. "I don't mean to pry Ben but what is going on with your father?" Mark asked standing at the window. Ben shrugged his shoulders "My father lives in LA, my step father was who I was referring to". Mark nodded "Right, is he not very, I mean are things okay with him?". Ben looked at him "Tolerable, he dotes more on his own son and cares less about me". "It's not easy I guess" Mark offered in a sincere gesture. Ben shook his head "I want out and applying for jobs so I can finish college quicker". "Finish your education first Ben" Mark said sternly. Ben laid back on the bed "I only have one more exam to sit in a couple of weeks". Mark nodded and sat next to him "You know it hurts when I have to let you go". "Your not making any sense to me Mark" Ben said looking concerned. Mark laid down next to him "I love going to sleep and waking up next to you". Ben smiled "Yeah it is strange when I wake up at home and your not there to cuddle up to". Mark leaned over and kissed him "Move in with me Ben, come and live here with me". Ben Smiled "If I could I would, but I have no means to support myself yet". Mark nodded and smiled "I understand that Ben but I need and want you with me". "I to need that Mark, but.." Ben started saying but Mark put his finger to Ben's lips. "Ben forget about money, we can work things out" Mark said kissing Ben. Ben looked at Mark's serious face and stoked his face "Okay". Mark kissed him "Seriously you will?". Ben smiled and nodded "How about the week after next I will be on break from college after Thanksgiving" he said. Mark hugged Ben "I'm so happy Ben. Come on lets go to lunch". Ben nodded again "Yes" he replied and kissed Mark back laughing "I have no idea what my mother will say about this". Lunch at Angelo's was a small affair in comparison to previous weeks as Adam and Tony had a family lunch to attend but Franco stayed for lunch and looking worse for ware, Angelo had barred him drinking, he was sulking and wallowing in self pity for hi behaviour. Ethan was overjoyed when he heard Ben was going to move in with Mark over the Thanksgiving holiday, Mark told Angelo the news whilst they were in the kitchen preparing lunch. "I'm really pleased to hear this Mark, Ben is such a nice sexy guy" Angelo said cutting vegetables. Mark put his knife down "He is worried about the money aspect though". Angelo laughed then looked at him "You haven't told him have you?". Mark shook his head "I'm surprised my parents didn't say anything but he will find out when we go for dinner with them". "Mark you should at least tell him before you take him to your parents" Angelo said with a knowing glance. Mark stood silent for a moment "Maybe, but I want to be totally sure he loves me Angelo". "You are the most logical, sensible and good judge of character I know Mark" Angelo said. Mark laughed "I suppose you are right" he replied. Angelo shook his head "Mark it's pretty obvious he loves you and is completely crazy about you even Ethan said so". "I just hope he won't flip out when he finds out" Mark said seeing the funny side and laughing. Angelo smiled "Does he even know dinner means flying to LA?". "No, oh god I just realised he said his father lived out in LA" Mark stopped dead in his tracks. Angelo looked at him "Maybe go see his father then as well". "Yes, but we haven't discussed it and it is the weekend after Thanksgiving" Mark said smiling. "Come clean Mark... Oh by the way we have had 5 applicants for the job" Angelo said changing the subject. Mark smiled "Great are we interviewing next week?" he asked. "Yes, thought Thursday would be a good day, I had Patrick send the invites yesterday" Angelo replied. Mark and Ben walked around Larchmont before heading home it was 4 in the afternoon and the sun was sinking lower in the sky as they turned the street corner heading up to Mark's house. "Are you worried Ben?" Mark asked glancing at him. Ben shook his head "No, I feel quite calm about it actually". "Good, so your father in LA do you speak or see him?" Mark inquired wondering if Ben would be open about it. Ben stopped "Yes, well that is speak to, something always crops up when he invites me over." Mark looked at him "Oh, does he come up with excuses?". "No no no, my step father always seems to have something going on he always puts the stopper on it" Ben replied. Mark pondered on this bit of news as they walked in to the house and knew it was an opportunity for Ben to see his father. Outside they saw Margarite's car pulling up outside, Mark told him to be calm and sincere and he would be upstairs if he needed him. Ben looked at Mark hoping he would stay but he told him he has to face this in private with his mother, with that he went to leave the lounge and turned towards Ben at the door 'I love you, always know that Ben' he said before walking up the stairs. He felt a little anxious waiting for his mother to knock the door, it still made him jump when she did and he steadied himself as he opened the door. Margarite stood in the porch and looked at Ben "Hello Ben" she said glancing over his shoulder. "Hi mum, come on in" he said opening the door fully "Do you want a coffee or tea?" he asked. Margarite followed him towards the kitchen "Tea would be nice, I don't want this to be awkward Ben". Ben put the kettle on to boil and stared at it for a moment "It wasn't suppose to be this way". Margarite sat down "I guessed you hadn't left that notebook out on purpose". "No, it was stupid of me as I rushed to be with..." he trailed off "I'm sorry" he said looking at her. Margarite studied him for a moment "Sorry about what Ben, because of who you are?". Ben shook his head "No, I mean you finding out like that, I wanted to tell you properly". "I can't understand how or why you reacted to badly about Ethan?" She said watching him making the tea. Ben put the kettle down "I've had a long time crush on Ethan, finding out he had a boyfriend hit me hard". "I see" Margarite didn't know what to say about this revelation "So whose house is this?". Ben put the tea in front of her "It belongs to my boyfriend Mark" he replied watching her closely. "And where is he?" She asked "Is he hiding scared of meeting me?" she went on. Ben smiled "No, he is keeping out of the way for the moment". Margarite nodded "You know it's okay Ben, I spoke to Ethan's mother this afternoon". "Oh" Ben looked shocked "Are things all right between you now?" he asked. "Yes, we had a much longer chat today, she didn't seem surprised about you being gay" Margarite said. Ben chuckled "Sophie had me pinned a few years ago, she saw how I would look at Ethan". Margarite laughed which eased the tension in the air "Smart girl Sophie. I saw a change in you over the last few weeks". Ben sat down next his mother "Was it that obvious?". "No" she laughed "you looked a whole lot happier Ben. Was that Mark's doing?" she asked. Ben looked at her and nodded "Yes, I think I fell in love with him the first night we met but didn't know it then". Margarite leaned over and kissed him "Do I get to meet him then?". Ben smiled "You may as well I met his parents last night" he walked over to the door "Mark, come down". "And his parents are fine with this?" she asked him turning in her seat. Ben nodded "Do you mean did they approve of me., they invited me for dinner" he saw Mark standing there "Mark come meet my mother". Mark was ushered in to the kitchen "Hi" he said looking nervous but managed a smile. Margarite stood up "Hello" she looked and instantly liked him "Nice to meet you Mark". "You to" Mark walked over to shake her hand but she brushed it away gave him a quick hug. Margarite was smiling and shook her head looking at Ben "I can see what you mean Ben". They spent a couple of hours drinking tea and chatting with Mark revealing what everyone who didn't know him that well got to know, when the time is right he would tell Ben everything and he knew it would have to be before Thanksgiving. The conversation flowed and gradually began to wear down and Mark gave Ben a discreet look nodding to his mother, Ben understood the significance of the look. "So mum there is one other thing I need to tell you but please don't get angry about it" Ben started. Margarite looked at Mark then Ben "You are moving in?" she offered as she saw how comfortable Ben was. Ben looked at her and nodded "In a couple of weeks time after Thanksgiving". Margarite stared at Ben "I'm not angry, upset yes, but you are old enough to make decisions Ben". Ben smiled "It doesn't mean anything will change between us" he said trying to reassure her. "Absolutely, you will always be welcome here" Mark said seeing the look on her face. Margarite smiled "Thank you Mark" she said sincerely seeing how genuine Mark looked at her. "We could all have dinner Wednesday if you like?" Ben said holding Mark's hand. "So your coming home?" Margarite asked seeing Mark's expression change to a tinge of sadness. Ben nodded "Well yes I have college tomorrow" he said as a matter of fact. Margarite shook her head "You decide Ben, you look happy here I can't take that away from you". "What about curfew?" Ben said knowing that was the one thing he stuck to. Margarite laughed "No more curfew you can come home or stay here I really don't mind, you deserve the freedom". Ben felt Mark squeeze his hand and looked at him "Well?". Mark smiled "You know that is what I would like, I can take you to college in the morning". "Good that's settled then. Just promise me to ask if you need anything Ben" she said standing up. "I will" Ben said he hugged his mother and kissed her "thank you mother". It was hard to say goodbye but after everything Ben had gone through with the divorce and loosing his father she understood that it was time he was allowed to move on in life. As she drove back to Harrison she could see Mark in her mind and how Ben was clearly besotted and happy with him. Ben had called Ethan and told him how things had gone and that his mother on the surface seemed to accept it with unsurprising grace. Ethan went through his own conversation with his mother Ellie and how she guided Margarite on not to over react but look at it from her sons own view. Mark drove Ben to Harrison in the morning smiling all the way at his new routine of dropping Ben off at college, it seemed weird having such a partner who was still in education albeit for only a few more months. Ben showed Mark where his family home was and he turned in to the drive up to the door. Ben got out to get his things for college saying hello to his mother as he ran upstairs grabbed his bag and came down. He walked in to the kitchen where the rest of the family were sat having breakfast, his step father Steven was talking to his brother and stopped when Ben walked in, he looked at him with a dead pan face and went back to talking to Alex. Ben gave his mother a kiss and walked with him to the door. "Don't worry about your step father he will come round sound enough" She said with her arm on his shoulder. Ben opened the door "I'm not worried mother, I can't see anything changing can you?". Margarite shook her head and looked at the car "Morning Mark" she called. Mark leaned out "Morning errmmm..." he didn't quite know how to address her. "Margarite for the moment" she said sensing his quandary. At college Ben opened his laptop up to see an email from the company he had applied to and they invited him for an interview at 4pm on Thursday, it would mean ditching a bit of college but he spoke to his lecturer who agreed he should have the time and attend. He confirmed his attendance and arranged to borrow his mothers car so he was all set, not bad for a Monday morning he said to himself as he settled in for lecture. Thankfully the morning went quickly and Ben made his way to the cafeteria to meet up with the rest of the gang, walking in he noticed Adam, Ethan and Franco sat talking and realised Josh had come in behind him. "Hi Josh busy day yesterday?" Ben asked stopping to talk. Josh nodded "Yes it was manic for a Sunday" he replied glancing over at the table. Ben noticed his look "Come on Josh, I think Franco has something to say to you" he said as Josh followed him. Franco stood up as Josh approached the table "Josh, I am really sorry about what I did to you". Josh looked at the sincere look on his face "It's okay Franco, you caught me by surprise that's all". Franco smiled "For what it's worth you are an amazing kisser". Josh laughed and sat down "Better than girls?" he said jokingly. Franco winked at him "So much better". Things went back to normal and no tension existed between Franco and Josh, Ethan couldn't work it out as Franco acted so casually about it and seemed to talk a lot more to Josh than usual. Maybe there was a slight change about Franco kissing another guy, after all he was very clear about his like of girls. Ben's week dragged on, as much as he wanted to tell Ethan about his job interview he decided not say anything in case it didn't work out. Ben just bided his time for Thursday and of course Friday when he would go and stay with Mark again. Ben packed up his things after the mid afternoon bell at 2.30pm and drove out towards Westchester finding the office pretty easy he parked up. He still had half an hour to spare so went to the coffee shop to get prepared properly, at 3.45pm he made his way over to the office and was greeted by Patrick and showed him to a seat in the reception area where he waited. Angelo looked at Mark "Anymore questions from you Mark?" he asked. Mark shook his head "No, I think we have covered everything we need to know" he replied. Angelo smiled at John "Well thank you very much John, we will be in touch when we have made a decision". Mark stood up and escorted John to the meeting room door where Patrick came over and escorted John out to the reception. He walked back in and told them that the 4pm candidate was in reception waiting. Mark pulled the CV towards him and began to read through so they had an idea of who was coming up next. Angelo called to Patrick to bring the next candidate in. Mark laughed "You seen his name, it's short for BMW". Angelo looked down at the paper and chuckled "So it does, and he is pretty young only 19." "You don't think... no can't be" Mark said studying that Benjamin lived in Harrison. They both had their heads down going through the technical aspect of the CV noting he had no work experience but seemed to doing really well at college and already partly graduated. Patrick knocked and entered and introduced Benjamin to them. Angelo looked up first and stopped dead in his tracks his mouth open. Mark looked up and laughed, Ben stood there blushing through embarrassment whilst Patrick just looked at all three of them and left the room chuckling as he realised they already knew each other. "Well Benjamin Midler-Warren or is it BMW for short?" Mark asked walking towards him. Ben just had a dazed look on his face feeling Marks lips and tongue on his own "Is this a joke?" he said. Angelo laughed "No joke Ben, this is my company" he said pointing to the chair "Take a seat please Benjamin". Mark escorted him over to the chair and he sat down "I didn't know you owned a business" Ben said still in shock. Mark sat down opposite him "Is it Benjamin or Ben you prefer?" he asked in a professional manner. Ben giggled "Oh your being serious, Ben if you wish" he said fumbling with his papers. Angelo smiled "It is serious Ben, you are being interviewed for a job" he said unable to control himself from smiling. Ben threw caution to the wind "Thank you, as long as I am not expected to perform sexual favours" trying to keep it civil. Mark looked at him and sat back in his chair "Maybe but not right now" he replied winking at Ben. They began the interview in a more serious manner although Mark was undressing him and performing lewd sexual acts on Ben with his eyes and mind, several times Angelo had to prod Mark to bring him back to reality. After an hour Angelo gave up and threw his pen in the air in a sign of defeat. "Well since Mark isn't really here, do you have any questions for us?" Angelo asked Ben whilst he punched Mark's arm. Ben nodded "Is there a company policy about dating other employees?" he asked giving his most dazzling smile. Angelo laughed shaking his head "No as long as you keep it in your pocket in the office". Mark nodded "Absolutely although you may have to have sex with me on the desk every now and then" he laughed. Angelo stood up "I give in this is hopeless" he came round the table and hugged Ben "You got the job Ben". Ben kissed Angelo "Really I do?". "Yes, but you got it because of your qualifications. Are you going to finish the final exam?" Angelo asked. Ben nodded "Yes I still want to get fully qualified". "Good, we can come to an arrangement with the college so you can work and study" Angelo told him. Angelo left Ben and Mark alone for a few minutes to get whatever out of their system, he laughed walking back to his desk spotting Ethan coming in the building. Angelo filled Ethan in on Ben in the meeting room with Mark probably making out and that he was to join the company. Ethan gave Ben a hug when Mark and he eventually came out of the meeting room looking a little dishevelled, Ben drove back to Harrison and gave his mother the news in a quick 5 minutes as Mark pulled up to take him out to dinner with Angelo and Ethan. Ben felt on top of the world as he typed a message to his father, most importantly he said he would have the means to visit him in LA in a few months time and nothing would stop him.

I woke up a couple days later, still in Jakes front seat. The previous few days were a blur. I'd be awake for a few minutes then fall back asleep. I knew that fucking Jake the way I had would flood my system with more of the HIV virus, and that was the point. I wanted to make sure I had it. I'm this sick because I want to be. I'm not sure I can explain why, but once Jake told me I was HIV+, I just *wanted* him! I just needed to fuck him. A lot. It's all I wanted to do. I never desired a man like that until now but, being honest with myself, I absolutely loved having his cock between my legs. As Jake was my first time going anal, I don't know if that need stems from me being pozzed by him, or is commensurate with everyone that does anal. All I knew was, even in my current state of drifting in and out of consciousness, all I could think about was his cock. It was also the subject of most of my dreams. Jake poured some water down my throat. "You're at the point I was at when I first got it, whore. You'll bounce back but you're going to go through hell for a few more days." I looked over at him and smiled. He shot me back a look of confusion. "Why the hell are you smiling?" I chuckled. "I've never been this miserable - I've also never been this happy." It's one of the truest statements I've ever made. I reached over and unzipped his pants, taking out his cock and starting to stroke him. As sick as I was, I could at least do that much. He looked over at me briefly, long enough to see me smile, then got his eyes back on the road. "You must have been real popular in the navy, whore." I shook my head as I worked him through my hand. I kept the grip loose enough so he slid through my fingers but tight enough so that I was working the muscle. Jake's uncut, if you were wondering. I shook my head as I worked him slowly, but deeply on every stroke. "No, I was hated - for precisely the reason that I *didn't* put out. I wasn't there to fuck people, I was there to serve my country and to fulfill my oath. Men expected me to be what I am now, and I wasn't. That's not why I was there." He looked slightly confused so I continued as he became semi-erect. "Whatever I'm doing, I give myself over to it. Singular focus. When I was in the navy, I was a sailor. That's it. When I was at work in the civilian sector at my desk, I was there to work. Nothing more. Now that I'm a naked HIV+ whore, my entire life is about pleasing the men that own me. Sex isn't about me and my pleasure." He nodded as he got harder in my hand. "Yes, I've noticed that you haven't cum once in our time together. All the other bitches reach for their cocks when I'm fucking them - but not you. Your hands are always on me." I nodded, looking at how fast he was becoming rock hard. My conversation was helping. "This cock between my legs isn't my own - it belongs to the men I serve. No doubt some will want me to fuck them, and I will. But it's THEIR choice, not mine. I exist solely for sexual pleasure of others. That's my life now, Jake." He leaned back in his seat a little and began to give himself over to me. "In all seriousness cunt, you're nothing to us. You really are just fuck meat." I looked up at him. "And that's all I want, Jake. It's how I see myself. I'm a whore, nothing more." Jake was hard now so he unbuckled me, used his strong trucker arms and lifted me onto his cock so I was facing him. "You'd die without us." I nodded as I slid him full on into me. "I was dead before you found me, Jake. Now I'm alive for the first time. I have no illusions, I'm going to die fucking some man - or men - I don't know. It's going to be in someone's truck or overseas but it will happen. I wouldn't have it any other way, stud." Calling him that caused him to throb hard inside of me. I felt it throughout my body. I decided to push him a little further. "What usually happens to your bitches?" He took a hand off the wheel and placed it on my hip, guiding me up and down. "We keep you viraled up like you are now. I'll be handing you off to Tony in a town outside Atlanta." It takes all my focus but I start to ride him with more rhythm. "Tell me about Tony." For a moment his eyes closed, lost in lust. I felt his cock throbbing a bit harder. "As small as your dick is, he's going to put you in chastity and he's going to leash you. He's known to have a higher viral count than me which means you're going to feel worse than you do now." I push down hard and held him deep, then kissed him softly on the lips. "You didn't answer my question - what really happens to bitches like me? What happened to the other 28?" I started to nibble on his ear lobe. He pulled his head back and looked me in the eyes - to be more accurate, he looked *through* my eyes and straight into my soul. "Most don't last more than a couple years. We keep you as you are now, your T cell count slowly dropping. None of us give a shit - we're just going to use you bitch, and when we're done..." I put my mouth next to his ear and whispered. "Then what....................................................................................... stud?" He grunted - even growled before replying."Then we sell you. To our friends in south east asia. The kind that run brothels full of AIDS infected whores. You'll spend all day just being fucked by one man after another, after another until you've got nothing left to give - you're all used up." He said as he was close to cumming hard. I looked into his eyes. "Finish it." He lowered his head into the nape of my neck. "You vanish. Without a trace. No one gets out alive." I summoned my strength, raised my body up high and dropped down quickly twice. It was all he needed. He screamed loudly as he came deep inside of me, my arms wrapped around him. With my mouth next to his ear I whispered, "That's it....give me all of you. Pump your toxic seed deep inside of me." Let me feel you the way your wife never can. He pulsated hard a few more times, his muscle moving against the inside of me, filling me again with his cum. He whispered, "We're going to enjoy destroying you, cunt." I waited until had gone soft, then I rolled off of him and back into my seat, keeping my legs closed tightly to keep in his seed. "Not as much as I will, Jake. I'm definitely getting the better end of this deal." Before drifting back off to sleep.

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.

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.

Pay Back's a Bitch (and so is my Brother) Part 7 It was right after we were done with Tyson that reality seemed to hit him as you star he was being turned into, a cock craving gay jock. The defeat was apparent in his expression as well as his hunger for now cock and cum. What no one was aware of was the fact that the little bitch he was suppose to fuck that weekend showed up at the house while my little bro was situated in the sling getting fucked by my friends. Even though school was out for the summer I was sure the word of my brothers new found love of cock was spreading like wildfires. Before the week would be over I was sure that everyone of Tyson's friends and teammates would know that my brother was now a cock hound. But for the moment he definitely needed something to eat along with more T and G. Keeping him naked we took him down to the kitchen where we fed him a high protein breakfast fortified with Tina and his favorite protein shake with the appropriate amount of GHB. Keeping him He needed to be ready for the next few days where he was the star of a advertised sex tour of the local bathhouses and adult bookstores. The word of Tyson’s grand tour was word of mouth and any lucky guy that night just be present when Tyson showed up. After a good meal we have my little bro a complete shave is all his body hair from the neck down before giving him a good cleaning out and a shower. I could definitely see a change occurring in Tyson. Normally he wouldn't free caught naked around me or any of my gay friends. Now he’s not only made but wants to touch and guy around. He’s for a semi-hard on that can only bed from the Cealis he’s been getting. He is thinning more about cock then anything what. It was time to head out. We had a loosely planned schedule of where we were going each night ending up at one of the bathhouse. Dustin was allowed to wear only a pair of mesh basketball shorts, a t-shirt and an old pair a sneakers. We climbed into my car and we were off. First stop was a sleazy ABS. I knew the clientele would free all over my bro’s ass and I was so very right. The second we were in a room I slammed him up before opening three for to find two black guys ready to tap his white, jock ass. Of course it cost each did $15 for 15 minutes to fuck his ass. I worked some deals giving his ass over for 2 hours and was paid $200. It was a group of college frat boys. After the time at the ABS we skipped right to a bathhouse near the edge of the gay section of town. I had reserved three sling room. It was easy to get him into the sling and even easier to administer a double slam. He was so fucking high I don’t think he knew his own name. It wasn’t very crowded but there was enough sleaze balls there to full his ass with enough cum we had to plug his ass up to keep the cum from leaking all over the car seats. By the time the sun came up he had had enough and we took him back home to crash.

I had the most incredible sex last weekend. If it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't have believed it. I was about to leave work last Friday and decided to check online to see if there was anything worth fucking. I checked the local chat room and found several prospects, one of whom caught my eye. He was my type: mid-40s; 6'3"; 225; ex-football player; hairy chest and butt; 7 inches. He wanted to play and get fucked before his wife and son got home. Only thing was—he didn't have a pic. That usually constitutes an automatic "No No." But I was I was feeling extra horny and decided to swing by. Was I in for a surprise! Contrary to my expectations, he was much better-looking than he'd described—a brick shithouse with a muscular build, furry chest, mustache, and a day's worth of facial growth—a hot looking Daddy to be sure! He answered the door dressed only in shorts and ready to play, escorted me to the couch, got me a beer, and almost tore off my clothes! While he went down on me, I flicked his Nips, and felt my way down to his Shaft—not as long as mine but definitely a Keeper. I reached behind to his hairy Ass. His furry Butt seemed to tremble as I explored his Anus. I lubed a couple of fingers with spit and pushed in to see how receptive he'd be to fucking. The Dude seemed hungry enough. I sunk my fingers in to the knuckle. When he came up for air, I raised his cumly legs to my shoulders, and spit on his Mancunt to make it more hospitable. Just as I was about to take the plunge, he suggested I wear a Condom. Now what's the sense of that? I told him to try and take my Cock first since he hadn't been fucked in ages. I slowly let my bare Cock slide up his Ass, and—Boy—did he wiggle and squirm! I started off slowly to let him get adjusted and hungrier for more. Works every time. Get 'em used to you before you start bruisin' and abusin'. Once he was primed, I went in for the Kill—pounded his Hole like he there was no tomorrow. He loved submitting to a guy bigger than he. You could tell he had been yearning to let his Bottom Side hang out. The closer I got, the more impudent my thrusts, till I blew my Charged Load. The idea of breeding this married Dude on own couch sent me over the edge. He felt me spasm and clenched up to stop me. That never works. He asked me if I'd Cum? "Yes," I nodded. He seemed OK with that, no doubt ASSuming I was NEG. I wrapped my lips around his Rod; and seconds later his hot, creamy Load slid down my throat. We settled back onto the couch with our beers, and he said his son would soon be home. As I dressed, he remarked, crestfallen, that he'd hoped I'd stick around. "Won't that be awkward for your Boy?" "No. I'd like to see you fuck him" I was floored, but the suggestion got me rock hard. In walked the Kid in shorts and tee, sweaty from the gym. At 21, he was drop-dead gorgeous—6', 200, chiseled face and bod, dark hair, and slight body hair. You could tell he shaved more than his face or he'd have been a Man's Man like his Dad. Dad introduced us and called him over. I tried to zip up, but Dad positioned Junior over my Crotch and told him suck my Meat. A little shy at first, he did as he was told. Daddy helped peel off his sweaty underwear. Nice Cock on Junior, too—longer than his Dad's—but not as thick. His Ass was a perfect Bubble Butt, and you could tell one place he didn't shave—thick and furry—like his Old Man. After he'd scarfed Dad's Ass Juices off my Cock (little did he suspect where It'd been a few moments before), Dad turned his progeny around, confronting me with the sweetest "Virgin" Rosebud (any Pussy that is NEG is "Virgin" to me). I'd plied his Mancunt same as I'd done his Dad, but figured I didn't have to beat around the bush, so I went in for the Kill. The Kid was a bit taken aback when I plowed my diseased Shaft up his Ass in one abrading thrust, but Dad had obviously tutored the Boy well and reassured him it was okay. "Just let the Nice Man fuck you, P.J," was his phraseology. I wasn't gonna last long with the Kid, so when I was ready to shoot I gave his Dad a wink and released my POZ Jizm deep inside P.J's NEG Gut. Likewise Daddy shot what may have been the last NEG Load of his Queer Career down Junior's throat. After we finished, we let the Youth sit down, and I went down on him as Daddy jerked him into my waiting mouth. As I dressed I told them what a hot time I'd had and how I'd like to do it again someday soon. Daddy walked me to the door as P.J. sat there fucked and filled and smiling from ear to ear. I gave him my number, and he told me he'd call me the next time wifey was out of town. Glancing at Junior, I replied I'd really like that. What I really meant was, how incredibly hot it would be to POZ both Dad and Son and, indirectly, Mommy, too!

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...

I have been married to the same woman for a very long time. She knows I am bi, in fact it was a fantasy of hers to watch me get fucked. We have been swingers for over 12 years, playing with bi men for the last 3. Ever since I experienced my first cock I have been addicted, going to bath houses and meeting guys online behind her back, taking as many loads as possible. She is very open but not into hooking up every weekend and also very very picky with guys that she is willing to let hook up with us. Me on the other hand wants cock 24/7 and am far less picky. Am I a terrible person for doing this? Being a total bottom just feels so right and I don't want to stop! How many others here are like me?

I want my hole, and his, to smell and taste as clean as possible.

LUCK!

5 loads at a book store. Never felt so slutty.

Anybody as upset as the guy he described is capable of anything. That’s where murders of passion come from, shit like this. You need a gun anyway. Like I say get training, both legal and technical. And don’t ever draw on the drop. As in, if someone is holding a gun against your stomach, it is too late to pull yours out. A gun cannot magically give you common sense.

I had the same issue with creatinine levels when I started Prep. Mine resulted from working out and taking a creatine supplement. Creatinine is a by product from muscle break down and gets flushed out via your kidneys. I went off prep for three months and backed off the supplements. Also I increase my water consumption. All this at the direction of my doctor. After the 90 days I was back to normal and restarted prep. Now I cycle prep. I am more active in the summer so I'll go back on Prep in May and quit in October. Don't despair you'll get it sorted out.

My husband is POZ/UD and like you, I'm neg. When I met him 4 years ago, I googled the shit out of Google and discovered the "Partner Study" which since has proven that U=U. I emailed him (we were only dating at this point for a month)and told him it's fine for him to cum inside me. It took him about three more months before he stuck it in me without a condom and came. Most times he'd just rub my hole and cum between my legs. He's very proactive on his meds and is not one of the ones that want to infect the world. Now, four years later, he cums inside me every two or three days and I'm still neg. We've been married almost two years now, and having his cum in me is how it should be. Tell your partner, no worries-read up on the information and give you what you want and enjoy it. It's been proven and I am an example of how true the study is. Even our doctor has us on the once a year HIV test as he sees it as a waste of time and money as long as my husband takes his meds. I am not worried of him giving me HIV and am enjoying an active and fulfilling sex life with an HIV+ husband. (and I don't take PREP)

Well I know this is an old thread but I thought I would give you an update. I finally went through with trying gay sex for the first time. I decided to hire an escort a few months ago as I thought it would be the easiest and most discrete way to experiment. I absolutely loved sucking cock and getting fucked. The feeling of a real cock in my arse was amazing and so much better than toys. It’s so warm and hard but also more forgiving than a toy. My arse was gaping at the end of it because the size of the cock. It really hurt to begin with but after a few minutes I really got into it. I felt so empty when he pulled out having finished. It was with a condom so I have no idea what it really feels like to be bred but I could feel him inside the condom in my arse and it felt great. I had no interest in kissing or being affectionate but I loved bottoming and getting fucked. It made me realise I am straight but I keep finding myself thinking of cock inside me and how much I want it again. I have a feeling I will probably do it again at some point but I think I will stick with escorts so I can get exactly what I want.

*My first story here. Mostly true, I think, but I was so high l can't be sure. So I'm posting it here. Hope it amuses... My favorite dealer is from a few years back when I spent 4 months in New Orleans. I'd only slammed few times by then and it'd been several months since then. I was bartending part time to keep busy and as a way to meet people. One guy who became a regular for me was a real hot late-30's slim tattooed shaved-head dealer who lived across the street from the bar in The French Quarter. When I was needing supplies I'd stop at his place after my shift where I'd hang out do we got to know each other a bit. I could sort of tell I wasn't his type. But we got along well enough for him to admit his favorite scene was to get a straight customer high enough that he'd let the dealer fuck him. He told me many stories of his successes but he had one new customer that he hadn't been able to close the deal with yet. The guy was our age, dark, hairy, a delivery man for a beer company and straight. Married-with-a-kid-and-another-one-on-the-way straight. But the guy liked his Tina and would hang out for hours getting high and pawing his crotch every time he made buy. It was driving my pal crazy; he was sure he could get into the guy's shorts with a bit of help. I told him an idea that might just get him over the hump and into his hole. And it worked out pretty well. The hottie usually stopped by when his last shift of the week was over, early afternoon on Thursdays. My shift was done at 1pm that day (New Orleans hours) which gave me an hour to get myself ready. By the time he walked in I was already half naked, on my knees and sucking my bud's cock. The guy didn't seem turned off or even too surprised. He just did his business and asked if he could hang a bit and blow some clouds, which is exactly what we hoped for. The guys kept chatting, I kept sucking and we all kept smoking. My pal kind of hinted that I was a bit of a Tina whore who earned my way by entertaining the dealer anyway he wanted. After a bit the dealer slid his hand down my spine to my butthole and started to finger me. Then he took a big rock and slipped it up my hole. The new guy hadn't ever seen a booty bump before but from the sound of it he was unzipping his fly in his excitement. In fact my dealer had me taking his shorts off while I kept sucking him but I got a good look at the guy across the room on the couch. 7" uncut, thick, hairy and juicy. The guy's eyes were black and laser-focused on us, especially when my pal turned around and buried my face in his ass. Well the newbie went nuts over that, said he'd never seen anyone do it though he'd heard of it and always fantasized about a tongue licking his shitter. He dropped his shorts and stood next to us to get a good view. The dealer said, "You should try some of this," meaning me. "He's one high cock-hungry bitch." The dealer grabbed my hair and swung my face in front of this straight, veined, slick cock. I held my mouth open and reached with my tongue for this perfect slab of mancock until the guy gave in and stuffed it down my throat. Pretty soon he remembered my rim-job and turned around. But here's where the next step out my plan came into play. I backed away and said, "Sorry. I'd love to but I only eat clean hole." But the guy was too high and too horned to let that stop him. I mean he begged a bit but I stuck to my plan. Now the dealer stepped in and suggested that he clean up in the shower. I even offered to show him how I do it since I needed a little break. So I took him to the bathroom and introduced him to the shower hose, making it look like no big deal. I left him in there alone and came out to wait for the plan to pay off. After 10 minutes the shower shut off and the guy came out in a towel still wet. But we were ready for him. We had a fresh full pipe to hand him and while he sat back on the couch my friendly dealer surprised him again. He tied off my arm and stuck a full rig I'm my vein so the new guy could watch. He said, "Watch this. He'll do anything we want after this." He then pressed down the plunger and popped the strap. WOW it must have been a big one cuz my eyes went won my and my ears rang and I coughed more than ever before. I guess it was my reward for bringing home the prize. All I wanted was cock and I crawled across the floor to the couch and that last cock I could remember sucking, which was lucky cuz I still had a job to do. I buried my face in his pubes with his half-hard dick in my throat, gagging and sputtering and moaning. My pal then came up behind me and fingered more tina in my hole. The guy on the couch was smoking away on the pipe and groaning as much as I was when my bud pulled his fingers out and stuffed his cock in. One long shove all the way to the bottom. That was my cue to lick down past the guy's balls to his taint and then to his furry cherry hole. I licked, I sucked, I nibbled and I tongued away for a long while I think. I know I had my spit all over my face and dripping off my chin. That's when I started fingering him too. Not much to start but eventually I had a finger from each hand and my tongue in there tasting the pink meat. The guy was groaning and tossing hires had around. I pulled back enough to show my progress to the guy dickin me from behind. That's when he tagged me out and went in for some butt-munching of his own. That was also my cue to slip away, grab my few clothes and the little bag of tina (that in fact I'd paid him for) plus a little sumthin-sumthin unexpected- another fully-loaded rig, I guess to show his gratitude. Gotta love this guy. Thus I left him to his own devices. High as I was I knew I wasn't heading home. I went to the old Midtown Spa, the sleazier of the two available. On Thursdays they rented rooms at half price so all the nastiest men crawled out from under their rocks. Plus a more colorful crowd went there and I loves me some BBC in need of white hole to breed. And I got plenty. Also later I heard the outcome of the great plan. It all went as hoped. In fact the newbie stayed most of the night getting higher and getting fucked. He even showed up at my work one day looking for action. But that's another story.

I will be at both. I'll be coming from the Flint, MI area

Yes Darlaston is tremendous for bare cocks to top me up and loaded holes to top up. That pitch black area has a couple of steps that don't lead anywhere but you can get trapped there bent over till everyone has spunked up you. Head to a lighter area for a break then follow the next wave downstairs 20 minutes later. I've only been to no-towel days here (and other saunas) where bare means pretty much 100% bb sex for hard core cum sluts ?

Part 9 Steven fucked Tyson for over 9 hours breeding his neg ass with 23 loads of high viral cum . I asked him dishing a short break he gave for Tyson to rehydrate with G laced Gatorade what his viral load was the last time he had it tested. He replied over half a million. Most of the poz guys who had fucked Tyson this past week were either on meds and (temporarily) stopped talking their meds to increase their viral load wouldn’t be anywhere near way Steven was delivering in his cum. Hearing Steven his viral load was over half a million copies got my cock hard as titanium. As my brother lay there in Steven’s bed, still high as fuck, Steven started to tell me that he knew he could get top dollar selling my brother’s ass. He was going to be easy to get him up comply since he was a very talented jock who was what being recruited by to colleges to play football. Steven tried to get me to be one of his whores and was unsuccessful. I was already out, already HIV+ and already a party slut for cum. I did agree to occasionally work for him if I’d get a percentage of what he made off my ass. I guess I was the only one of his working boys to ask for money. He you a couple minutes and agreed to give me 20% of what I earned if I agreed to give him 60% of anything I made sling my ass in my own in exchange he’d provide protection. That was easy to agree with giving me ideas of ways to make money. At that time I already knew about Steven’s reputation and the idea of making a little bit of cash hustling was appealing. Steven was quick to offer me 33% of what he he’d make selling my brother’s ass. At that percentage and that he offered it to me right off the bat told me how serious he was with what he planned to charge for his high end clients. It was a no brainer and quickly agreed. Great! I could use him tonight, you too it you’re going to insist on keeping a eye on him. Joe is having one of his famous hotel parties and I could use a couple more boys to service his friends. You've been to his parties before and know how he pays me for my boys. It’ll be good money just for doing what you’ve been doing all week with your brother and it’ll be a good way to get Tyson accustomed to what all new directed of him as one of my boys. I remember the first time I went to one of Joe’s parties, it was the third time I slammed. There were a number of Joe’s guests who like to watch as we self administered our slam and there were others who liked to administer the slam (Joe included). The thing was that none of us ‘working boys’ knew the amount of Tina we were getting. Since that was my first time attending Joe’s party Joe was going to administer my slam. He had my sit in a chair that was in the far corner of the (rather large) hotel suite. I remember tight feeling of the tourniquet and watching Joe place it on my right bicep. I remember the coolness of the alcohol on my arm as a prominent vein was chosen. I remember watching Joe quickly slip the needle in my vein the feeling as if pierced my skin. I remember watching the red register of blood indicating the needle was clearly in my vein. I remember watching Joe slowly pushing the plunger down emptying the contents of the slam into my body. Without warning Joe snapped the tourniquet off and quickly feeling the Tina in my chest as I coughed or hard for about a minute. The next thing I knew my legs were pushed back towards my head and someone was eating my ass and I was moaning in pure pleasure. Joe was the one eating my, getting it nice and wet. Once Joe was satisfied that I was lubed up enough he stood up, placed his hard cock at my hole and trusted all the way in, balls deep. By the morning I had cum so much cum in my ass and was still high and horny as fuck. I made $200 that night, but bad for spending a night spun and getting fucked. If I wasn’t at this party I would’ve spent my own money on a teener and looked for a top too hook up with and P-n-P. With all the shit my parents (mainly my dad) put me through cause of my star athlete brother, I was going to enjoy taking him to one of Joe’s parties, watching him become one of Steven’s whores and making some money at the same time. It was getting late and Steven had to start getting his working boys together and ready to go by 2 am. Although he still had 4 hours to get them over to the hotel, he still had to get ready for the party, as did my brother and I. We headed home where Tyson rehydrated as we both prepared for a night out that would change Tyson’s life as he knew it, although this past week had already changed him (in ways he had yet to discover). You could look into my brother’s eyes and know he wasn’t all there, part of him was not completely comprehending what he was going through. I’m sure the drugs had clouded his mind. I kept Tyson high by smoking some T while and feeding him G laced Gatorade while we got ready for the party. I wanted to keep my little bro in the party mood. As we finished getting ready I requested a Lyft and we headed out the door When we arrived at the hotel we went directly to the suite where the party was being held. We were shown to a back bedroom where we found Steven and his working boys. They were all stripped down to their underwear and I was quick to join them in stripping down to my own boxer briefs. Steven quickly took Tyler a side and introduced him to the other 6 boys working the party. He then instructed Tyson, “Strip. I want you naked when you meet Joe.” While Tyson took all his clothes off I enjoyed smoking with Steven’s wiring boys filling them in on my little brother's past week. They all seemed to get off on his conversion from straight jock to bottom cum dump. I was suddenly pulled away from the group over to where Tyson was sitting. He was now freely smoking a very well packed pipe. I was told that Joe wanted us together when Tyson is brought introduced to the group. I didn’t bother to ask why knowing that I wouldn’t get an answer. I was told to get naked like Tyson as I joined my brother in smoking from the pipe he had as we waited for the party to start. I was then told to get him to switch to sucking Steven’s cock while Joe would tell me what to do next with Tyson. Just as the Tina in the pipe we had was pretty much gone, the working boys were taken into the main part of the hotel suite to service the regular party guests. As they were walking out Steven had us wait as a few of the guests were brought into the room. Joe was with them as I heard him telling the others, “We have a set of real brothers with us tonight. You probably already know Jason, and this is his younger brother Tyson who recently just turned 18.” Joe continued, “Jason has taken his once straight, jock brother and turn him into a cock craving, cum hungry bottom.” Steven signaled me and it was easy to get my horny brother to take my cock into his mouth as he started to deep throat my growing 8”. Joe continued, “To add to all that, I've also been told that he had taken so much infected cum that he is sure to sero convert within the next couple weeks.” At this point Steven presented his stiff monster of a cock for my brother to suck as I heard Joe say, “Watch as the older brother gets his younger brother’s ass ready for him to fuck.” I took these as the direction Joe wanted to see things go. As Steven fed Ty his dick, truly to get him to take more of his 10+ inches I began to eat my brother’s still cum soaked ass. Joe continued, “We will soon be witness to these brother’s incestuous relationship.” It didn’t take long before I knew Tyson's ass was ready to be fucked. I knew I was rock hard after Joe’s monologue describing what I had done to Tyson this past week. I quickly mounted his ass fucking him hard and fast. I knew I could last only 5 maybe 10 minuets before I would blast another load of my poz cum inside my brother’s ass. Steven took this moment to tell Tyson, “You’re going to have to learn sooner or later to take any man’s cock you suck down your throat” as he grabbed Ty’s head firmly between his hands. He continued, “So you might as well learn with my monster cock.” He then proceeded to force his cock into my bro’s throat. I could tell my bro was caught totally by surprise as I heard a garbled sound from him and felt his hole tighten on my cock. His ass tightened so much it caused me to briefly pause fucking him for a moment. I quick resumed fucking despite his tightened up ass only causing him further discomfort as Steven's cock was cutting if his air supply. Joe came up right behind me as I was starting to feel the all familiar feeling of my impending orgasm. I had doubts whether I was to breed my brother since I was a bottom at Joe’s parties. Any doubt was removed as I felt Joe’s stiff cock logged between my ass cheeks as he said for all to hear (including my brother), “Cum in his ass. Breed your little brother. Fill him with your poz cum.” Even if I wanted, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I roared out, “FUCK! TAKE MY HOT LOAD LITTLE BRO!” As my orgasm subsided Steven had already pulled his cock from Tyson's throat. I pulled out slowly not wanting any of my load to escape my brother’s ass. My brother didn’t have to wait long as Joe quickly pushed him onto his back on the bed and pushed his legs back pinning him to the mattress. One of the party goers in the room quickly tired off his arm and, as Joe held still inside my brother’s ass, slammed my brother into orbit. As I heard Tyson cough out hard Steven picked me up an put me on the bed next to Tyson. He then quickly slid his cock balls deep inside my ass. Steven tied off my arm and administered a slam that he said he personally made just for me. I knew it was going to strong and I was right. When Steven pulled the tourniquet off I felt the strongest rush if ever felt as I joined my brother in orbit. I coughed very hard as Steven started to fuck me and in a couple minutes shot his first load into me. Then like he had done with every guy he’s fucked, once he was finished delivering his first load (the first load I’ve taken in over a week) he administered his own slam. After he finished coughing I felt his cock growing in size as he resumed fucking me. I managed to say, “Oh fuck…fuck yeah.....fuck me…fuck me good.” I wasn’t that far our of it from the slam Steven had given me to remember the look on Tyson’s face as he was being fucked by Joe. The look on Ty’s face was a look of puzzlement like he was trying to figure out what was going on as Joe told him, “Tonight, you’re my bitch. Nothing more then a fuck toy for me and my friends to dump their poz cum inside. You’ve what taken so much infected cum you've probably already been pozzed. DAMN BOY! The thought of that turns me on. I can’t wait to give you my own hit load of HIV loaded cum.” I knew everyone in the room was very turned on as my brother was presented with a nice size cock (I'm guessing it had to be around 9”) to suck. Steven looked over at my brother and said without missing a stroke fucking me, “Remember boy, take that cock into your throat and show him how much you love sucking cock.” We then watched as Tyson took that hard cock down to the root deep throating the 9”. I was then given a cock to suck as quickly took the entire cock into my throat. It didn’t take Steven as long as it normally took for him to cum before I felt his cock thicken and then pulse as he shot his second load into my ass. About the same time Joe was about to give my brother his special load of cum. Joe made sure to let my brother know when he was close to cumming. “Oh fuck boy. You’re going to get my load soon, very soon. You want my special load don’t you?” The cock that my brother was sucking was pulled from his mouth as Steven reinforced the question, “Tell him boy, you know you want him to cum in your ass. Just like you did with me, all for his cum.” Joe then added, “You want my gift, don’t you? You want my cum? You want me to breed you?” Tyler seemed to be in automatic mode as he began to say, “Cum in me. Cum in my ass. I want your gift. Breed me, breed me.” Joe couldn’t last an longer as he shook with the obvious signs of a powerful orgasm that ruined his body. I could see that Joe was still semi-hard as he presented his cum, ass juice covered cock for Tyson to clean. My little greedily sucked that cock into his throat as it came back to life to Joe saying, “That’s it, suck me hard. I have more fucking to do.” Steven continued to fuck me giving me a third load deep inside me. I knew that with Steven’s mister cock delivering cum inside anyone’s normal ass, that he delivered them so deep that he need not worry that the cum would lay out when he pulled out. After this third Steven pulled his cock out only to be replaced by Joe.

both especially slurped outa a pigs ass

I am 50 now, but the irony is I have blown my dad (he's passed), my older brother (still do once in a while), an uncle of mine (dad's brother, also passed), and not listed, I've blown 2 of my cousins (haven't blown either in years). I have stated on here before, I never felt blow jobs are that big of a deal, I loved giving them, especially as a teen, and offered many guys head.

Topping is about attitude and knowing to how to use what God/Sarah Palin( depending on your perspective) gave you. It has very little to do with dick size. Being hung has it's benefits and draw backs same as being average size. A lot of hung guys fall back on the fact that they have a big dick and they just lay there and do nothing or just ram it in thinking hurting a bottom is power topping which is total bullshit. 3.5inches is more than enough to reach a man's prostate and stimulate him to cum. Furthermore topping ain't just fucking, eating out your bottom, being verbal and giving commands are all aspects to being a good top and you ad that with fucking the shit out of a bottom you'll have them coming back for more. Just be yourself and be confident.

NOTE: As I suspected I might, I've broken the finale into two parts. No sex in this chapter ... more of a narrative / move the story toward the conclusion kind of thing. I've left the title as originally planned (still kind of fits I guess). Anyway, I will get the final final chapter up as soon as possible. -------- PART 6: JARED WAKES TO UNPLEASANTNESS — Wednesday — Jared turned it off the alarm on his phone, rolled over, pulled the covers over his head, and went back to sleep. He had got back to his room in the student hall at around 1AM and the tears had returned as soon as he closed the door. Tears only made worse when he thought about what he had done in the park toilet. He felt filthy. Ashamed. Condemned by Heavenly Father. He had finally fallen asleep around 5. His sleep was tainted by troubling dreams: Seeing Ryan in a bar but his friend couldn’t — or wouldn’t — see or hear him. Old men rubbing their dicks against his butt, whispering they would fuck him as they had fucked Ryan. The unseen man in the toilet last night fucking him through the stall calling him all sorts of foul names. And, through it all, Hal kept appearing. With his smirking face. And his voice dripping with venom: “You’ll thank me some day.” He finally woke again around 11 AM. He had missed class but couldn’t bring himself to care. No. Instead his mind was flooded with misery and remorse. “What was I thinking?” He moaned aloud. The sting of Hal’s betrayal felt more distant today, but no less painful. Almost as painful was the way he himself, in that park toilet, had betrayed everything he was ever taught, everything he believed, everything he had ever told other people to do. Was he some sort of degenerate capable of such things? Someone who had fallen so far from god that he would allow himself to be used like that. “The wages of sin is death….” He quoted. Romans something or other. His seminary teacher had drummed that into their heads the year they had studied the New Testament. Sin separates you from Heavenly Father and being separated from Heavenly Father is death. That lesson had stuck with him. All these years. Even when he realised and accepted that he was gay. And now he had wallowed in sin like a pig at a trough. He picked up his mobile to call the bishop. He needed to confess. To repent. But…. wait. What if he was excommunicated? Cast out of the Church. What would his parents say or do? Would they cut him off? Reject him? No. He needed to stop. Think this through. He would confess and repent. Of course he would. But… just… not yet. He put the mobile phone down. Sunday. He would talk to Bishop Robinson then. — Sunday — Jared squirmed during the closing prayer. As he had squirmed through the entirety of sacrament meeting. He had never felt so uncomfortable sitting in Church. Not even when he came to terms with being gay. There was an itch deep in his butt that wouldn’t relent no matter how much he squirmed but he just put it down to shame about what he was about to confess. And fear about what would happen after. Sinner. Degenerate. Unworthy. So hard to focus on sacrament meeting over the voices in his own head. Shouting at him. Echoing. “… Amen.” Finally the closing praying ended. “Amen.” The crowd echoed. And then people were up, moving, and leaving the chapel. Jared sat, waited, letting the crowd thin slightly. Procrastinating his humiliation for couple more minutes. The bishop was still on the stand chatting and laughing with his counsellors… so he had time. Finally, with a sigh, he stood and started making his way forward to catch Bishop Robinson before he could leave. “Jared….” A very familiar voice called from behind him. He paused and turned to look at Ryan. He wasn’t sure if he was more relieved to see him, more angry at him, or more surprised. Ryan hadn’t come to Church since they arrived in Manchester after all. “… I’m so glad to see you.” Ryan finished. “Are you?” Jared snapped. Ryan sighed. “You’ve been avoiding me and giving me the silent treatment for over a week now. Haven’t I been punished enough?” “What is it you feel you need to be punished for?” “Hell if I know…. you tell me.” “Don’t swear in here.” Jared scowled. “I’m sorry, it just slipped out.” Ryan looked around, embarrassed. He might not consider himself mormon anymore but the lessons of a lifetime in the church still lingered of course. When he continued his voice was quieter. Almost a whisper. “I just don’t know why you are mad at me. Is it because I went into the… you know.. the sauna.” “I’m not sure I want to hear about it. And I need to talk to the bishop anyway.” “Oh. I think you’ve missed him.” Jared turned back to the stand and, as Ryan had said, the bishop was nowhere to be seen. “Oh hell.” Jared muttered. Ryan couldn’t suppress a laugh. — 20 minutes later — “I didn’t LET him… ” Ryan hissed. “… I was sleeping and he did it. I woke up in the middle of it.” It wasn’t quite the truth, perhaps, but it was what he had chosen to tell himself. And Jared. “Oh, Ryan.” Jared’s face was white. “I’m so so sorry. I should have been there for you. I shouldn’t have assumed…” “Let’s not talk about it. I don’t want to think about it.” They sat quietly for a moment. Ryan took a sip of his latte. Another sin Jared’s internal voice noted. but he immediately felt guilty. He needed to support Ryan, not judge him. “Let’s talk about your week instead.” “Oh. Um. You know. Nothing much to say.” Jared wanted to tell Ryan. Tell him everything and cry on his shoulder. But he didn’t know how to start. Ryan would never look at him the same way. And he didn't think the could take that yet. He would tell Ryan soon, he promised himself. Soon. NEXT: REVELATIONS (The finale to this story)

Paybacks a Bitch (so is my Brother) Part 3 Tyson looked you at me as I continued to fuck my I un medicated poz cum into his formerly straight (and eventually to become his formerly negative) ass. After I left home I met a number of older men who introduced me to the party scene and it didn’t take long before I was pozzed. In fact a pozzing party was held in my honor when I agreed to be the star of a porn video that would capture the event. I made some good money on that video along with a second one I’ve done where I finally showed my silks as a top. Some of my friends wanted me to record my brother’s transformation from straight jock to poz, bottom cum dump. Since I was practically ‘raping’ him I felt that it wasn’t a good idea to record the events. My cock was still rock hard (thanks to Cialis) and I knew I needed to take this to the next level and start the mental aspect of his transformation. This was going to require slamming him into the stratosphere. With the Tina he consumed through the Gatorade and from my shotguns I hoped for an easy time administering his slam. Luckily I planned for this and had a friend hiding in a bedroom upstairs ready to help me slam my brother. Rod was listening in and was set to join us when I stared the metal aspect of transiting Tyson. As I Looked at my brother I asked him, “How are you liking that cock of mine inside your no longer straight ass?” Tyson definitely seemed conflicted as he struggled between the pleasure he was receiving and the idea that he was having gay sex. That question also was the signal for my friend Rod to join us as I pushed his legs back a little more keeping him pinned on the couch as Rod quickly place the tourniquet on his right arm and swabbed a good vein. Tyson started to object, “What the fuck are you doing?” Rod was very skillful as he slid the point in, registered the familiar flash and face Tyson a big slam. When the tourniquet was removed Tyson coughed out hard as his brain tried to wrap around what the Tina was starting to do to his mind and body. I felt his body convulsed with each cough as I felt the chems take effect and see the change in his face as he rode the rush of his first slam with more to come. Rod prepared to give me my slam as I held my cock still inside my brother. I knew the slam would release the fuck beast within me and that Tyson was about to be on the receiving end. I’ve been told by the that bottomed for me after I have worked tell me what a brutal pounding that received from me after get fucked. But they all enjoyed it as well so I figured as long as Tyson was kept high and horny had learn to enjoy getting his hole wrecked by his older brother. With Tyson intently watching, Rod applied the tourniquet, swabbed my arm and administered my slam. As he released the tourniquet I felt the Tina moving into my chest as I coughed out a could times. I leaned I and gave my brother a deep kiss forcing my tongue deep into his mouth as I began to fuck him spent at first until I broke off the kiss. Then with my face still close to his face I began to fuck him when more force. The animal within had been released. Rod was familiar with my beast, had been on the receiving end numerous times, in fact, he was one of a few guys who preferred me in beast mode. He too had his own animalistic way of fucking that I liked being on the receiving end. Tyson was going to learn that a hard pounding made for a good fucking. As my tweaked out brother took the full onslaught of my 8+” cock he was still trying to grasp a hold of everything he was feeling from the drugs too my cock reaming out his now well fucked hole. I continued with the mental since I knew it would work better with him in this tweaked out state, “Fuck Tyson, I can tell your starting to really like getting fucked by a real man. Before you know it you’ll be begging for any guy you fuck and breed your ass. You’re not going to be satisfied with pussy, you’ll only get satisfaction for a cock in your ass. And just wait until you learn how to suck cock.” With that said Rod climbed on the couch, straddled Tyson’s chest and began to feed him his 9”, uncut cock as I was getting ready to breed my brother again. Tyson seemed to start to gain some sense of what was going on as he began to moan when every thrust of my cock or maybe it was the cock starting to work its way into his throat. I knew Rod and he eventually demanded a cock sucker's throat. As I was about to bed my brother with a fourth load (I’m good for five or six) I let him know, “I’m going to breed your ass again Tyson. You’re learning quickly that you’re nothing more than a cum dump. Ready or not here comes another dirty load of my cum bro.”

Jock strap works great when bottom won't stop playing with themselves when I'm trying to fuck, so love how jock makes the bottoms junk irrelevant (which it is to me)... but also love seeing my bottoms limp dick flop around as I pound away!

Part 3: HAL HAS HIS WAY Jared’s phone vibrated as he walked up to Hal’s door. Another call from Ryan. He ignored it. He definitely didn’t want to talk to his friend right now… he wasn’t even sure if he still wanted to be friends. How could he be around someone who had rejected him completely, betrayed him even, like Ryan had? The truth was he didn’t feel much like socialising at all right now. Even with Hal who been so sweet last night. He HAD tried to cancel, but Hal had sounded so disappointed on the phone… so here he was. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The door opened and the first thing he saw was the smile. Definitely the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. And… he was suddenly glad he hadn’t cancelled. “Hey. I’m so glad you made it.” Hal said, ushering him in. He was wearing blue jeans that just seemed to magically rest on his hips and a black button up shirt that fit his body like a glove. The sleeves were rolled up about halfway up the forearm and the top button had come undone allowing a glimpse, just a tantalising glimpse, at that amazing chest. Hal pulled him into a warm hug and kissed him on the forehead. “Dinner will be ready in 10 or 15 minutes. Come into the kitchen with me.” Jared followed and watched, amazed, as Hal moved expertly around the kitchen. It felt so normal, like a real date. The kind that almost everyone he knew from Church and school had been going on for years. Not him though. Ryan had been the only other gay guy he had known about.. and Ryan, of course, had no interest in dating him. No. He wouldn’t think about Ryan. Not tonight. This beautiful man was being so kind, so amazing, to him. Tonight was about Hal. No one else. “Mind setting the table?” Hal smiled again. “Plates are in that cupboard and silverware is there.” Keep smiling like that to me and I will do anything for you, Jared thought to himself. The whole time they chatted easily, almost effortlessly, and Jared let himself relax. As they sat down to dinner, however, Hal pulled out a bottle and set it on the table. Damn, Jared thought. Wine. Alcohol. “I… um… don’t drink. I’m Mormon.” “Really? That’s too bad. I picked this up especially for you.” Hal seemed to think for a split second, then smiled again. That warm and disarming smile. “I know a little about Mormons. I don’t think they like gay guys that much do they?” “No. I guess not.” “So, you told me yesterday that you want to have sex with a guy someday. If you are willing to do that then surely a little wine can’t be THAT terrible, can it?” Jared had heard the argument before. But when Hal said it — with his beautiful, kind smile — it just made sense to him. And he really didn’t want to seem too awkward to his new friend. “I guess not.” Hal poured half a glass and handed it to him. “Just try a little, if you don’t like it we’ll find something else for you.” Jared nodded. “Cool. A toast then.” Hal poured himself a glass as well and raised it. “To the cutest guy in town.” Jared blushed. Could Hal really like him? Really? His hand trembled a bit as he brought the glass to his lips. This was a line he thought he would never cross, a rule he would never break. But he allowed a little of the wine to flow into his mouth. And he wanted to gag. People actually liked this stuff? Ugh. “You ok?” Hal asked. “Um. Yeah. Just didn’t taste like I thought it would. It’s good.” Jared lied. If dinner had smelled good, it tasted even better. Jared even managed to drink his wine. Although his stomach had almost turned when Hal poured him a second glass of the horrible stuff. It was his own fault, he told himself, he was the one who had lied. God was clearly punishing him for that lie. They cleared the table and did dishes together, their bodies close together over the sink. Jared could picture them doing this together for the rest of their lives. He tried to shake himself out of it — it was too early for such thoughts — but it seemed so real to him. And he liked the thought… maybe he could pretend. Just for tonight. He was almost disappointed when the dishes were done. “Why don’t you have a seat on the sofa and I’ll get us something to drink.” Jared found his way to the living room and took a seat. He felt a little flushed and light headed. So this is what drunk felt like. Didn’t feel so bad so far. Soft music started playing and he turned around to see Hal putting a remote down. He didn’t realise, of course, that the remote had also turned on the video cameras around the room. Hal handed him what looked like orange juice. “Try this, I think you’ll like it more than the wine.” Jared took a sip and smiled. He could taste the bitter undertone of some kind of alcohol but the orange juice made the drink very palatable. This was more like it. He took a big drink, almost emptying the glass. Hal sat down close to him on the sofa and put his arm around him. Jared rested against the beautiful man’s chest. Oh! This was amazing. Between the music, the alcohol, and Hal’s warm and fit body — well, it was all just so… perfect. Fingers rested on his chin, lifting his face up. Hal’s lips met his and they kissed. Hal’s tongue slipped, teasingly, into his mouth. A little moan escaped Jared’s lips. “You are so amazing.” Hal whispered. “You are so special.” Hal’s hand rested on his back, holding their bodies close. Jared didn’t think his cock had ever been so hard. He tried not to look but Hal’s cock was obviously hard as well. Hal raised Jared’s hand and placed it on his pec. The twink couldn’t believe how excited it made him feel. He was sweating just a little. Their lips met again; Hal’s hand slowly slid down his back. So slowly it was almost unnoticeable. But Jared noticed. Should I stop it? He asked himself. I don’t want to let things get out of hand. He was saving himself for the guy he would spend the rest of his life with. But, right now, it just felt so good. Hal felt so good. Maybe, this is the man he would be with forever? “You are so beautiful, Jared. I think I may love you already.” Jared swooned. Could it be true? It must be… why would Hal say it otherwise? His doubts slipped away and he said a little silent prayer to Heavenly Father to thank him. Hal’s fingers slipped into the waist band of his jeans. Grazing his butt. Jared shivered at the gentle caress of fingers on a part of him that had never been touched this way before. He let his own hand drift down. From Hal’s chest, down his abs, to rest over the straining bulge in the virile man’s jeans. He could feel the warm throbbing flesh through the denim. He didn’t realise his fingers were moving in sync with Hal’s fingers on his butt. “Take it out.” Hal whispered. Jared’s fingers were shaking as he fumbled with the button and zipper. A still, small voice in his head said to slow down. Stop. But he didn’t slow down. He didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop. The shaft rose to freedom as the containing zipper was pulled away. Jared had gotten a bit of a look in the sauna but now… now his fingers wrapped eagerly around it. The first cock he had ever touched besides his own but his hand instinctively started stroking. Then… Gasp! Hal’s fingers slipped into his crack and touched him… down there. In that most sensitive spot. He hadn’t even noticed own belt and jeans being unfastened. A fluid, white or perhaps slightly yellow, dripped from the hard cock in his hand. He had heard of pre-cum, even if didn’t produce much himself, but it didn’t look quite like he expected. Still, what else could it be? Hal broke their kiss and put his hand on the back of Jared’s head. “Taste it.” It wasn’t a request but Jared didn’t mind. He liked when Hal was assertive, in control. He felt no need to worry or resist. Just relax and go with the flow. And so he allowed the hand on the back of his head guide him to lean over Hal’s lap. Until he faced the big cock. The strange fluid dripping down the shaft. He parted his lips and cock became the first ever to enter his mouth. New smells, tastes, sensations filled him. He needed more. His mouth began working up and down the solid pillar. “Teeth.” Hal hissed. He did his best to keep his teeth off the cock. A cock that seemed even thicker in his mouth that it had in his hand. But he was doing it! He was a cocksucker now… and he felt, strangely, proud of that. He couldn’t see Hal lean back and give a thumbs up to the camera or point to his ass… mouthing “Next!” with an evil smile. He could only feel as Hal’s fingers again caressed his butt, his crack, his sphincter. Gently circling. Feeling like it would push through only to dance away. It was driving him crazy. He wanted to beg Hal to do it… but he couldn’t talk with him mouth so full. Jared wasn’t sure how long he sucked the dick. But his lips, his tongue, his mouth were all coated with the dripping fluid he assumed was pre-cum. A fair amount had even worked it’s way down his throat even though there was no way he could go far enough on the cock for it to even approach his throat. Finally, Hal gently lifted his head off his cock. “Let’s go lay down.” This was it. Jared knew it was the moment. He was going to surrender his virginity to this man. But it was ok. They loved each other. This was the man he was going to be with forever. Hal helped him to stand. Jared’s jeans and underwear fell to the floor. His shirt followed. He was completely naked while Hal was still dressed, albeit with his cock still out of his jeans. Hal took his hand and led him to the bedroom. The music was playing in here as well. And, unbeknownst to Jared, Hal turned off the living room cameras and turned on the bedroom ones. Their lips met again while Hal gently laid Jared on the bed and laid atop him. Grinding their crotches together. It felt good. So good. But Jared was ready now. Ready for the next step. Ready to surrender his most precious gift to the man he felt he now loved. “Please, Hal. Please make love to me.” “Say it again. Say it louder.” “Please make love to me.” “It’s going to hurt. The first time. But I will be as gentle as i can.” Hal smiled one of his warm smiles. He was lying, of course, he was going to rough up this hole good. All the better to “impregnate” the bitch… but this naive slut-to-be didn’t need know that. He rolled Jared over. He kissed the twink’s body and moved slowly down. His lips kissing, teasing, his prey’s neck. His shoulders. Back. Butt. Then, ever so gently (so as not to spook the bitch), the warm hole. Like any good bottom, touched for the first time, a quake of pleasure ran through Jared’s whole body. The tongue on his hole was so unexpected… but felt sooooo good. The fingers that followed, that slowly pried his hole open, didn’t feel as good. But he understood he needed to be opened a bit for the big dick that was about to enter him. Claim him. Hal lifted Jared so he was on elbows and knees with his face flat to the bed. Hal’s fingers spread lube on his hole. Almost time. Jared watched as Hal lubed his cock… “Wait… aren’t you going to use a condom?” Jared turned to face the man he was giving himself to. “Why? You don’t have anything I should worry about, do you?” “No, no… I don’t have anything.” “Good. This is our first time. I want this to be special. The first time of many. I want to feel myself inside you. You trust me, don’t you?” Jared knew he should say no. Insist on a condom. But he was so horny, so relaxed from the alcohol. He just couldn’t bring himself to argue. “I trust you.” He returned to the pose Hal wanted him in. The cock slipped up his crack. And down. Back and forth. Teasing his hole. One of Hal’s hands on his hip, holding him tight. Pressure. This was it. It was time to… The sound that burst out of Jared was primal. Barely human. Hal’s second hand wrapped around his mouth, muffling the cry. Every muscle in his body wanted to move. Get away from the pain. But Hal held him tight. “Shhhh, baby. It’s ok. Just relax. You are going to love this. I promise. This is something that will be with you for the rest of your life.” Jared did his best, but his body kept trying to move despite his best efforts. Hal’s firm control succeeded in holding him in place, however, as the cock slid slowly deeper and deeper. He didn’t know how long it took, but he was startled when he felt Hal’s thighs resting against his butt. His lover’s cock was all the way in. Balls deep. He had surrendered himself completely. Hal’s cock pulled back. And thrust in again. And again. And again. It still hurt, more than any other pain Jared could remember, but at the same time it felt… good? Natural? Right? Like he was complete in a way he had never felt before. He didn’t notice as his body began thrusting back. Begging without words for Hal to fill his hole with cock. To make him whole. “Your hole is so tight. You feel so good.” Hal said. Strangely loudly as if for someone else to hear. “How do you feel?” “I feel… amazing!” “You like that big cock, then? You like it fucking your boy pussy?” Hal sounded less gentle, less loving now. The wording threw Jared a little. It seemed so raunchy. So coarse. But it was true. And he liked it. He liked Hal talking to him this way. “Yes, I love you fucking me.” “Good boy. I’m getting close. You ready? You want it?” “Yes… please. Cum in me.” Hal smiled in triumph. He thrust again. Hard. Driving the breath out of Jared’s lungs. Again. And again. And… His body shook as his balls drew up and fired his deadly load into the no-longer virgin hole. He shifted forward, his body pressing Jared flat into the bed, his cock still buried deep. Keeping his cum inside to do it’s job. Jared wanted to stoke his own cock but it was trapped beneath his own body. He thought Hal would pull out after a moment… but was amazed that the cock inside him stayed mostly hard. He tried to catch his breath but it was hard with Hal’s weight on him. Slowly Hal began moving again. Thrusting again. Fucking him again. Even harder than the first time. “Who’s my little bitch?” Hal hissed. “I am. I’m your bitch.” “Fuck yeah!” Hal lasted longer the second time. Thrusting hard. Merciless. All the while whispering nasty things in Jared’ ear. But eventually, he came again. When he finally rolled off and lay next to Jared, the twink’s hole was aching. But he was still so horny. Jared reached to stoke his own cock. He needed to burst. But Hal pulled him in close and began kissing him again. Jared found himself in another position where he couldn’t reach his cock. Jared thought they would fall asleep, spend the night together. After awhile however, of holding each other and kissing, Hal rolled off the bed. “That was amazing.” The taller man said. “You are amazing.” Jared smiled and blushed. “You too. I’m so glad you were my first.” He wanted to, finally, stroke his own cock.. .which was jutting up from his crotch demanding attention. But it felt awkward now that Hal was standing. “I’m glad too, I had a really good time… but I have to go out of town for work tomorrow. Best call it a night.” “Oh. Ok.” Jared stood up, confused, and followed Hal out to the living room. He found his discarded clothes and dressed. “Is everything ok? Did I do something wrong?” “No, you were great. If I didn’t have such a crazy day tomorrow I would definitely have you stay over. We will do this again when I’m back, ok?” There was something… off-putting… about the way that Hal was speaking. Distant. Less affectionate. Jared didn’t know what to say, or what to think, so he let Hal usher him out the door. Hal couldn’t help but laughing after he kicked the twink out. That had gone even better than he expected. But it had taken longer than expected as well. It was already midnight. He had promised his subscribers some footage by 11. He did some quick editing and put a short teaser video out of some of the key moments of Jared’s seduction. “As promised, there is one less virgin — Mormon no less — and one new boipussy-in-the-making tonight. Here are some key scenes. Just a preview tonight.. more coming in the morning." It didn’t take long for his subscribers to start commenting. “More!” “I hope you pozzed him up good.” “I thought he would balk when he saw your gono dick. Don’t think the bitch knew what he was looking at. lol.” “You going to breed him again? I think he’s in love with you.” Hal leaned back in his chair. He would definitely fuck the boi again. He wanted to make sure the boi got his gift…. but that gonorrhoea would show up in a week or two. And the bitch was going to freak out. Still he had time to fuck him, and fuck with his head, one more time before he dumped the stupid fucker. NEXT: RYAN GETS MORE, JARED GETS DESPERATE

I work as a checker in a grocery store which is a good place to meet homeless guys and junkies...I always try to engage them in conversation to get them to stick around or come back at the end of my shift...I wait in the bushes by the parking lot and if all goes well, we get high and fuck on work property...love seeing them again after being their Faggot cumdump bitch, especially knowing they could rat me out to the management.

After placing pillows and beach towels on the bed, I went back to the living room. Tom was standing in bewilderment dressed in everything but his track pants which Clyde successfully pushed down past his sneakers. He wore a white t-shirt, his white jock strap that framed his neg jock ass (tonight’s target) well. His beautiful hairy muscular thighs were fully on display for us above white crew socks and blue sneakers. He looked amazing that way. I imagined how he’d look crouching down to catch a grounder looking like that; or stretching his legs to tag out a runner as he approached third base. My daydream was broken when I heard Clyde tell Tom to get on the bed, “On all fours.” I watched Tom’s ass as he walked slowly to the bedroom. I thought about how that that butt was now carrying Clyde’s poz cum, and how my own raw cock was about to penetrate that sweet hole. He got onto the bed on hands and knees like Clyde demanded. Clyde tucked a couple of pillows under Tom’s waist and asked him if he’s ever been fucked barebacked before tonight. Tom shook his head, his sweat-drenched brown hair now covering his eyes. “No, sir. I… Back in Wisconsin, my baseball coach would fuck me for a year before I moved here. But we always used condoms. Same with Eric, my boyfriend, who I broke up with last week.” Clyde opened the poppers and held them under the kid’s nose. “Spread your legs for John. He is going to fuck you bareback now, and you’re going to let him.” “Aw! Fuck,” Tom whined. He was loaded up with the fresh cum of an old man whom he barely knows. He doesn’t know that the load up his ass is poz. He might suspect? I don’t know. Tom must feel like he is being used by us. He must feel like we are taking advantage of his youth and inexperience. His legs widened for me, and his butt cheeks parted while framed by that bright white jock strap; I could now see the reddened pucker and some of the sperm that had escaped it. With plenty of precum on the end of my cock, I rubbed the head of my dick around Tom’s hole to gather the excess cum that had gotten away. I mixed it with mine, and I pressed it all against his hole. “Aw!” he moaned each time I teased that I was going in. Press; let up. Press; let up. I knew the poppers were getting to him when he rested his forearms on the bed, causing his ass to be raised up on the pillows. “Do it, John. He’s ready,” Clyde signaled. Tom could hear, I’m sure. But at this point, he already had one load up his butt. I could tell, and Clyde could too, that Tom was surrendering his ass to us. I plunged my raw cock into the boy’s hole. With Clyde’s cum, my precum and the Crisco we used as lube, it was easy going. Not so much for Tom, though. Apparently, my cock was splitting him open more than Clyde’s did. Tom was yelling out and grunting against the pain. Clyde coached him to open up for me. “Relax. Let the man fuck your tight hole open, Tom.” Tom’s hole was tight, warm and wet. Just what a couple of pervy old men long for. He gripped my cock with his ass whenever I tried to pull out. He relaxed when I pushed up and in. So I began speeding up the fucking. I wanted nothing more than to ram my boner up that third baseman’s butt. Finally we had him on our bed, submitting to the exact thing that we both wanted. His hole never let up. It was like it was trying to milk the cum from my balls. “Awww,” Tom moaned as I battered his hole with my rod. Clyde shoved his cock back into Tom’s mouth. I felt like my virus was boiling up in my semen, wanting release into this young, warm, neg hole. I reached under the kid to feel his cock through the ribbed material of the jock pouch. He was rock hard and his jock was soaked, slimed with his precum. So I grabbed a fist full of the jock’s waist band and rode that sweet ass home. I spoke to Tom. “I’m going to do it, jock boy. I’m gonna flood your neg hole with my sperm you fucking… AAAh!” My cum blasted into the jock’s hole as it gripped my cock once again. “Hell yes, fuckin’ knock this boy up, John. He’s taking it.” Tom moaned a protest with his mouth around Clyde’s cock. Clyde just pushed the boy’s head back onto his cock. I unloaded second fresh blast of sperm into Tom’s warm hole, and then a third. Both Clyde and I continued fucking Tom at both ends. I watched Clyde’s face as he fucked Tom’s throat, as I knew he was building up another load. Clyde pulled out of the kid’s mouth and told me to step aside. He hurried over as I pulled out of the kid’s hole. Two seconds later Clyde was up inside Tom’s hole blasting another poz load in there. He rode the boy’s ass, not caring how rough he got. I heard the jock strap rip as Clyde rammed him. Tom grunted and tried to push Clyde off. About a minute later, when Clyde finished bucking, he slid out of the kid’s butt. Tom, with tears on his face, jumped off the bed and walked into the living room, grabbed his track pants, hurriedly put them back on, and darted out the front door. I looked at Clyde. He smiled. “Let’s open the champagne.” ------------------------------------------------- Later on that year, on one rainy night in December, Tom rang our doorbell. He was standing on our door step rain-soaked and drunk from his santa hat to his toes, asking if he could come in and warm up. After standing him by the fireplace, it only took us a minute to push his jeans down far enough to enable Clyde's raw cock to once again slide into that third baseman.

wow - the club was busy tonight and we had to search around a bit before eventually finding Becky with her 3 female friends however it was standing room only. I still felt like i was buzzing from the spliff i had earlier and i felt hot - thank gawd id chosen to wear a cotton short sleeved shirt. Everyone had their drinks in hand already so Brandon asked what i was drinking and offered to buy me a coke,surprised i didn't want something stronger then i sort of whispered to him id had a spliff before i came out - he laughed and off he headed to the bar. And then the crying started again with Becky and saying she felt sick she quickly disappeared off to the toilet with her 2 female friends leaving one with me for company - Brandon was back just as quick as he got preferential treatment getting served by Paul - i told him Becky was off again crying and he just raised his eyes. The female friend left with us said Becky was just upset about splitting up with Brandon but would be fine but of course I already knew that as I'd listened to it most of the week and without sounding insensitive she needed to get it together as we were supposed to be there for a good night. Brandon made conversation and every so often he would wave across to the bar when he saw Paul looking over at us. Paul would give a wave back and each time i smiled and blushed. Time was passing quickly and just over an hour later Becky was still gone with her 2 friends and the female left with us was away chatting to other folk by then. I was starting to feel like I shouldn't have been there and it got to the point where i mentioned this to Brandon. "Don't worry about it Adam," he said, "as Paul will be finished in another 15 minutes or less." As Becky still wasn't back in our company and our first drinks were finished, we decided to head outside for a cigarette as its not like she would notice we were gone anyway . It was good to get out in the fresh cool air but instead of standing out front with all the other smokers Brandon suggested we nip down the lane at side of the club for what he called "a proper smoke." Another spliff would be fine right now i thought. We got down the lane and stood in a dimly lit recessed doorway which had a staff only sign on it. We could see up the lane but it was dark enough for anyone not to see us looking down. Brandon's mobile phone rang and it was Paul saying sorry that he would have to work another 20 minutes. Brandon then asked me what else I'd tried besides weed and I said nothing and had only smoked weed now and again. He grinned ear to ear and asked if I'd tried Tina. Again I replied,"no." As he fished about in his trouser pocket before producing what looked like a small glass pipe and small bag of white stuff that looked like powder. "You can try some now if you want and I'm sure you will like it way more better than weed." Then he laughed. "Cool," I said, "But i need to piss first." Kinda pee shy, I walked out the doorway and about 10 feet further down the lane with my back to him. I proceeded to pee against the wall. It felt great. Getting back to the doorway Brandon had already filled his pipe with some white stuff and was lighting the bulb at the end - he took a big inhale of the white smoke and blew it out in a huge cloud. "Nice," he said, "your turn now" as he heated it up more explaining to me to inhale it deep then hold it before blowing out. I then found the pipe at my lips and done as he had told me. "You're going to love this," he said as i let out a huge cloud which floated off into the night. "Another," he said holding the pipe right back at my mouth. I again inhaled deeply and thought "fuck me this feels good" as my body started to tingle and my heart beat faster. "Hope I don't get sick," I said as weed has done that to me before when I've taken too much. By now i was starting to tingle allover but felt a horniness i couldn't explain. My ass was tingling too and i thought perhaps it was because id douched earlier. I then blurted out to Brandon my ass felt good as I'd douched earlier, and he just said, "another one" as the pipe met my lips again. "Paul will be here very soon and he will want you looking your best," he said before laughing again. I was starting to feel like i wanted fucked as my ass was driving me crazy tingling. Again i blurted it out to Brandon what i was thinking and without a care or any blushing too. I felt great more than I'd ever felt before. This Tina was awesome and i said it out loud "fuck me this feels good." "Does Paul smoke it too," i asked to which Brandon nodded yes and said, "he would also booty bump you with it too." Then laughed out loud. He obviously thought I knew what a booty was but a bump I hadn't a clue so again i blurted out asking "what is a booty bump?" and followed it up with "please show me." He looked at his watch and said, "Paul will be here in 5 minutes, but I can show you if we are quick." "I want shown everything," I said." He looked up the lane then down and got his baggie back out. "Only if you are sure," he said before explaining a little white stuff would be rubbed inside my ass. "The way i felt right now with my tingling ass, I'd have anything up there," I blurted out unashamedly, and even I laughed. I opened my belt up, unzipped and lowered my trousers just enough to expose my ass. I knew this was Becky's ex here with me but he was straight so didn't mind him seeing my ass, and I'd be rubbing it up there myself I thought. Besides i was well douched so my hole would be nice and wet inside still, "Show me," I said. Brandon sucked the tip of one finger and pushed it into the baggie, so I assumed he was going to have that one for himself. But he then told me to bend over and pull my cheeks apart to expose my hole. His finger looked well coated with the white powder. "Fuck me," I though as it was a surreal moment having a straight guy ask to see my hole, but i honestly didn't care as I'd known Brandon a long time now. I bent over, and just as quick his finger was deep inside my ass. He was circling it around and around inside me, and it just kept feeling better and better. A slight burning started so i asked him to keep going and kinda pushed my hole back onto his finger almost begging. He got it deeper inside me and rougher. "Please don't stop," I begged. Then it felt like a second finger was getting inserted into me still circling alongside the other and by this time I'm really wanting fucked as the feeling is driving me crazy like i could climb the wall. He didn't let up and like i thought my hole was really wet as i could hear it. Then his phone rang. "Fuck dont answer it," I thought, and i blurted it out. He said it was Paul so he had to answer which he did after withdrawing his fingers. I'm still standing there half bent over like a slut wanting fucked hard and I hear Brandon saying to Paul "Adam wanted to smoke some tina and have a booty bump. So he is ready for you, and he has the most beautiful ass you've ever seen and a wet hole that is needing fucked badly." He laughed out loud to whatever Paul had replied to him before shutting his phone off . He then said, "You do want fucked don"t you?" I said, "I want fucked really badly!". "Paul will be out in 5 minutes but said its okay for me to fuck you while we wait." I couldn't figure if i was hearing right, but I stayed bent over expecting him to start fingering my hole again. Instead he unzipped and pulled his cock out saying, "Look - this is what you want isn't it?" I looked down towards his cock and he had the most beautiful looking cut cock I had ever seen. I blurted out, "That's beautiful" and followed it up with "Please fuck me Brandon. Please fuck me hard. I need it badly!" By this point I didn't give a fuck who or where Becky or even Paul was. I just needed Brandon's hard 9 inches deep inside me, and that's exactly what I got for the next 5 minutes. No condom either and it never even crossed my mind to ask. Well, it did but i didn't care. just needed fucked. Brandon pushed inside me all in one go balls deep, and I pushed back hard onto him to get it even deeper. It felt so fucking good. I then reached back to hold onto him and pull him closer. "Please fuck me hard," I said, and he did like a jackhammer while reaching across with a hand over my mouth to muffle my moans as he plowed me deep in and out like a piston. I was absolutely loving it and the noises my hole were making as he slid in and out of my guts deep. "Please don't stop. baby," I blurted out and he laughed. "You have a beautiful arse Adam and you are so wet like a pussy. If I'd known before now then I'd have been coming round the past 6 months for you and not Becky." I took that as a compliment. His pounding got rougher, and I knew he was gonna cum. I blurted out, "Please fill me up Brandon. Fill me up with your spunk!" This sent him over the edge, and I felt his pulsating cock start to unload inside me as he let out moans of pleasure. Just then whilst Brandon was still inside me, we heard the door unlock from the inside. Fearing getting caught he pulled out quickly and zipped up leaving me to try manage to get myself half decent looking. It was fine as Paul's head appeared in view. "Having fun with Tina are we," he asked and he leaned in to kiss me on the lips. I could see Brandon grinning ear to ear with the side of my eye, and I said, "i Love tina." "Good! Lets get home then. I'm driving," Paul said pointing over at a car parked down the lane. I then caught a glimpse of him winking at Brandon and they both laughed.

I was married when I first joined this site. Exactly like you. I took loads from adult bookstores, bath houses, online sites much like i do now. I guess I got lucky by not catching anything and passing it on to her. I even used to push loads out of my hole onto my finger and fuck her with other guys cum. I'm single now and a total cumdump bottom slut. I still fuck women, a lot. But getting dick is so easy and i truly believe that cum is addicting to certain perverts such as myself.

Hello - I've been creeping this site for a few months now (love it) but have never had a good reason to post, until now. So I've registessred and would like to share this recent turn of events with you guys. It's quite detailed, which made it a little long - but I want to try and remember everything b/c it was so incredibly hot for me. Please let me know if it's too much detail and I'll tone it down next time...assuming something like this ever happens again. My partner and I (both neg) have been together for three years in a monogamous relationship. Our sex life has always been very good (sometimes mind blowing) but about four months ago we decided to start playing (safe) together with other guys (we fuck raw with each other). The new dynamic has bumped up our sex life a notch or two and we are kicking ourselves that we didn't start earlier. The only issue for me, being primarily a bottom, is that we find the supply of bottoms in Toronto is much greater than the supply of tops. It might just be where we are looking (MH, Grindr, Scruff) but for whatever reason, we've hooked up with several bottoms (or "vers" guys who only want to bottom) but only a few tops. Not that I'm complaining -- I love eating ass and I do top once in a while, but my favorite part of having a bottom over is watching my partner unleash his thick 7.5" uc cock on him. Normally, he's a quiet, unassuming guy, but put him inside a hot bottom and it is a beautiful, powerful and incredibly stimulating sight to behold. Gets me off hard every time. As a bottom, of course I'd prefer to play with a top, so a few days ago when we had another couple over (top and true vers) I made the most of it. These boys were hot - they looked like brothers but weren't. Mid-late 30's, tall, mod hairy, muscle jocks with trimmed beards and steel blue eyes. We had "booked" them earlier in the week and the anticipation of getting naked with these sexy men had me semi or fully hard for days. With them now finally in our house I was absolutely buzzing. After some making out as a group, we shed our remaining clothes and I paired off with the top into a north-south position with me on top getting my first taste of his cock while he went to work on my ass. I couldn't get enough. His cock was about 8" and a little bit thicker than my partner's. The sheer size was a little intimidating for me, but only added to my already "through-the-roof" state of arousal. He found all my sweet spots with his tongue and was getting me good and wet - using his fingers to unwrinkle and slightly open my bud while he shot his tongue in and out, then repeatedly spitting and using his tongue to push it inside me. -- I love when a guy takes his time to repeatedly spit on my hole - when my partner preps my ass like this I know he's going to rough fuck me with no added lube....over the years I've been almost conditioned to expect it, and crave it. The mere thought of a hot, rough pounding from the top "brother" sent my mind spinning and I imagined the feeling of him punishing my hole with his raw cock until he finally breeds me. My face got instantly hot and I started to sweat. I felt a hollow, sick feeling in my stomach - like when you drive over a hill too fast in your car. My thoughts were racing, my cock throbbing. In a bit of a haze but still working on his beautiful cock, the familiar taste of precum jolted my attention back to reality. His long piss slit had started oozing bulbs of the light, sweet lube. I held my lips up to his cockhead and used my hand to work his shaft from base to tip until I had a small wad of precum in my mouth. I turned myself around to half lie on him with my upper thigh covering his cock and we started to kiss. I ushered the wad into his mouth and this seemed to excite him. He pulled me into a long, wide-mouthed exchange and ground his tongue into mine. It actually hurt a little - definitely more primal than passionate - but I was not about to complain. After a few minutes, with the taste of precum diluted and swallowed he released my head and let out a low "fuck yeah" growl. Feeling pleased with myself that this guy seemed as wound up as I was, I offered up a smile. His response: I want to fuck you now. He reached down and started massaging my hole. I ground my ass back on his fingers and felt his cock surge under my thigh. Another round of euphoric waves hit the pit of my stomach, thinking of what it would be like to have this guy fuck me raw and breed me. My cock started to throb. I snapped back to reality. My partner and I always played safe with others - and apparently so did the "brothers". My little fantasy was fun, but not at all realistic. I definitely wanted to get fucked by this guy, and the deal was it would be safe. I got up and walked to the bedside table to grab the lube and a condom. My partner was busy with the other "brother" but he looked over and we exchanged smiles and "check in" nods. I walked back and the top hadn't moved. I straddled his knees, ripped open the wrapper, dropped some lube inside and rolled it down his shaft. I shot some lube in his hand and he spread it over his covered cock while I rubbed some on my bud. I moved up into position, reached behind me to grab his cock and pointed it at my hole. I was a bit too aggressive on my first try - got a searing pain that was not at all enjoyable - so I lifted myself off and waited a few seconds before a successful second attempt. Still being cautious, I rode his cock slowly at first. I would go nearly all the way down then come back up again until he was almost popping out. I kept my hand on the base of his shaft where the condom hadn't rolled down. I started pretending that there was no condom there at all and he was inside me raw. Each time I bumped into the condom with my hand stroke I hiked it up a little bit so more of his cock was exposed. Soon my ass was only going half way down his shaft and I was paying more attention to the bare part of his cock than the covered. We made eye contact and based on his neutral, questioning look I thought he was getting frustrated that I wasn't going all the way down anymore. My face got hot again, this time from embarrassment. I started to pull the condom down so I could give him what (I thought) he wanted and try to move past the awkwardness. Instead he shot his hand under me, palm up, and with the tips of his fingers he started moving the condom back up to where I had it earlier. With each pass he'd slide his fingers up along the condom until he hit my ring. I realized he was lifting me (and the condom) off his cock little by little. A wave of panic hit me - was he thinking the same thing I was? Again, my head started racing - would I actually be prepared to do this? There was a lot to consider - not that I hadn't thought about this before - I think about bareback sex all the time! While all that is running through my head I also considered that I might have been reading too much into his actions. Maybe he doesn't like this condom and wants to use one that he brought, maybe he doesn't want to fuck me anymore, maybe he wants to join the others. I couldn't be sure exactly where his head was at, but made the BIG decision to let him take the lead and if he tried to get me on his cock bareback, I planned to let him. A few more finger strokes and my ass pushed his cock all the way out. He took a quick look over to the other guys -my eyes followed. They were still fully occupied with each other. He looked back at me, shot me a quick smile and shifted on the bed so his legs straddled a corner and his feet hit the ground. He readjusted a bit more so his back fully shielded his cock from the others. He took the bunched condom off the tip of his cock and quietly placed it under his balls. My guts knotted up again - there was no mistaking it now - this "safe only" top wanted to bareback this "safe only" bottom...and I was going to let him. With my legs now wrapped around him, he lined us up and I eased myself down onto his cock. What a difference - it felt so much better raw. So many thoughts shooting like fireworks in my head. Half way down my first stroke, he leaned back and very slowly but forcefully pushed me all the way down. From there he took complete control, thrusting his thick cock in and out of me as he pleased. He'd pull my head in for these deep kisses and I kept feeling like I was on the verge of shooting without touching my cock. I've never been able to do that but this was the closest I had ever come. After a few more minutes his pace and breathing changed. I knew he was getting close but was trying hard not to draw attention from the others. At that point, I had no hesitation - I wanted this guy to breed me. I needed it. I looked at him and his eyes told me he was so close. He breathed an almost silent, "oh yeah" as he pushed me all the way down and held me there. I felt his cock expand and start to pulse, shooting his seed deep in my ass. Three, four, five. Fuck, I'm in heaven. The pulses let up and we started to kiss. I grabbed my cock and give it only a few strokes before shooting my load on him. We kissed for a few more minutes then he reached down and grabbed the condom, still in a bunch under his balls. He found the opening and started collecting my load off his stomach. I came a lot so he had no trouble getting a good amount inside. After we separate he stands up holding the full condom and asks in full voice if there is a garbage can in the room. Of course the other two take notice and spot the condom, no doubt thinking it was his cum inside. I'm guessing that wasn't the first time he's used that little trick. I haven't stopped thinking about it. I jerked off twice the next morning while replaying it in my head...and several times since then. I never got the chance to ask him his status -- not that I'd be sure to get the truth anyway. So, I have definitely had some freak out moments, some guilty moments. My partner and I have spoken in general terms about the added risks that come with playing with others, and that we'd support each other and stick together should one of us test positive one day. But I know I pushed it further than we had agreed.