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A buddy of mine is in town on business and looking for fun. He works for a local airline is 40, 5'10' fit vers/top, with 7 thick inches. He says he has an 8 day load that he needs to donate to someone and asked if I were interested. I was booked up but told him my bf was working from home today. 5 minutes later the bf texts to ask if he can play during lunch -- "go for it, but save it for me to taste" was my response. Two hours later I get a text from my pal that reads "That is hands down, without a doubt the HOTTEST sex of my life!" So, I decide to head home early in hopes of using his nut for lube. I walk from the garage into the basement to find my boyfriend still naked (sans a jock strap) lying in the sling playing with his cummy hole and left nipple. I dropped down and started eating his (delicious) ass and noticed that quite a lot of cum had dribbled on the floor. I start wiping it up with my right hand, using it to lube my dick in preparation to fuck my boy... He tells me that our pal shot a HUGE load in him, that he felt "so full" -- I asked him to push some out for me to eat and it literally squirted 4 feet across the floor (more lube for me!) -- he pushed more out and I licked up every drop before pushing my dick in his hole and fucking him until I loaded him with my 2 day load. The boy can't stop talking about how the guy made him cum without touching himself. It was a hot, loud, porn-style fantasy fuck so after I bred him I texted a hung black pal of mine and had him stop by --like me, he loves using a stretched out cum-flooded manhole. He's fucking my boy downstairs as I type this note... shortly when hear their moans escalate toward orgasm, I will return to watch the breeding --and just maybe deposit a 4th load of cum into my boys amazing butt. Damn, I hope he works from home and "cheats" on me more often!

Met a guy to give him a deepthroat blowjob today. He wanted it anonymous with little talking, and I was totally game for that.He was small at first but definitely a grower after he went down my throat for a few thrusts! What intrigued me is that I kept hearing him on this phone type and the typical GrindR notification noise popping up constantly. At some point he held my head still and took a picture of me sucking him and I assume sent it to some guy. Then he innocently asked to see my ass, and started pressing his cock against it, and without even asking started fucking me. I did not expect that at all, as I was in the mood to just give a simple blowjob tonight, but I went with it. He fucked me for a few minutes then withdrew and ordered me to suck him again. Now I've never done ass to mouth before but I again just went with it and followed his orders. He told me to lie down and started fucking my throat pretty deep and I gagged quite a lot. Then the unexpected happened, I heard him call someone, and he was talking with another guy about how he was getting sucked and fucking a bottom boy right now. Then I realized he was on video cam because he told the other guy to look at me sucking. The fact that he didn't even ask me for permission made it even hotter. He went back after a bit to fucking me and was showing it to the dude on video. I was getting fucked raw by a complete stranger blindfolded and he was broadcasting it to another complete stranger. I think they were trying to cum at the same time because he kept asking the other guy if he was close. He asked the other guy where he wanted him to cum, and the other guy asked him to cum on my face and mouth as he wanted to see him cum. A few minutes later he came a huge load flying over my face and in my mouth, and asked me to show the cum in my mouth to the other dude. And they came at the same time and hung up almost immediately. This was a first to me on many levels - never been made to do ass to mouth, and never had pics or even a whole video taken of me being used, especially when we were planning for just a blowjob. The best part? My guy was asking the other if he wanted to fuck me, and the other was like fuck yeah. When he left he told me they're going to organize something to both use me another time, and I'm very much looking forward to my first 3some!

I've never shared this story with anyone, but I've never been so horny in my entire life since I created an account here reading all the hot stories, so felt it's a good time to share. True story here, this happened to me when I was very young. At the time I barely knew how sex worked, never had a real bf, and had just sucked and been fucked maybe a couple times. I grew up in a different country so there was a sort of craigslist equivalent there. One day I posted an ad saying that I was "looking for a bf" (yeah, right), and got tons of replies. But one in particular stood out. It was an older guy, I forget his age but probably in his 50ies so almost 3x my age. He said he was looking for a young boyish twink and wanted to take me to a hotel and make love to me like a woman and that he would pay me for it if I let him do what he wants. First I was offended and frankly disgusted and didn't even reply. But I kept thinking about it for some reason. Something about the thought of being treated like a woman as he said turned me on a lot. And also the idea of having another man paying me to be able to use me as he wants was very sexy to me, while still feeling it was degrading. After a week or 2 of thinking about it constantly, I decided it was time to give it a try and replied. The man replied almost instantly, saying I made the right choice and that he would take good care of me. We chatted a bit and convened to meet on a following Friday where he would pick me up not far from my place after I was done with school, take me to the hotel to spend the night, and drop me back at my place the next day. We didn't really discuss much what we were going to do, even though I asked multiple times, but he just said I had to be obedient and do what he says. I was SO nervous on the day he picked me up. I'm already very shy by nature, so you can imagine I was a nervous wreck going in a complete stranger's car and being his "woman" for the night. When I got in he was literally devouring me with his eyes. Said he was glad I was very twinky as he likes his boys looking innocent. The drive to the hotel felt like forever, but I don't think it was more than a 20-30 mins drive. It was way out of town near a highway, and I was very nervous arriving there and almost backed out. He probably saw I was nervous because he told me not to worry, that he'd be gentle and I'd have a good time, and that helped me relax a little. Once inside he wasted no time and as soon as the door closed he started kissing me passionately. I had never kissed a man at the time so it felt really weird. He was very forceful about it too. Then he removed my shirt, and told me to kneel in front of him. I had an instant of hesitation and he told me to hurry up, and I obliged. He was still dressed then, and didn't even bother undressing, and just unuzipped and pulled out his cock and told me to kiss it and smell it and tell him how beautiful it is. Now I was not a total stranger to cock at the time as I had blown I think 2 guys and been fucked twice too, but it had always been after long makeout sessions with lots of cuddling and sweet words and all that. So finding myself like this on my knees with a stranger's cock in front of me felt really uncomfortable. I probably managed to lick and usher a few words uncomfortably about his cock, and I like the he kept ruffling my hair and gently rubbing his hands over my face. I felt very vulnerable and liked the attention he was giving me while I made his cock go from limp to hard. When he got fully hard though his attitude changed. What was once gentle ruffling of my blond hair became fists who grabbed my hair and held my head in place. He told me to open my mouth, and didn't even ask me to suck him - instead he pushed his cock all the way down my throat while keeping my head still. I was pretty shocked then, had never had a cock in my throat before. I was gagging a lot and asked me to stop, but he told me if I want to satisfy him and serve like a woman I have to get used to it and that I should stop complaining. Still in shock, I did my best but probably wasn't very good at it, although I remember him saying he liked to hear me gag. After a while he probably got bored or likely there was too much teeth, and he told me it was time to make a real woman out of me. He put me back on my feet and went back to kissing me intensely, but this time one of his hands started playing with my hole and he started fingering me roughly. It hurt and he wasn't gentle about it, but we stayed like this for a while and my hole started loosening after a while. He put me on the bed on my back, lifted my legs and started approaching me with his erect cock getting clearly ready to enter me. This is when I started fighting back and telling him I didn't want to get fucked without a condom. He was actually very nice about it, stopped for a minute, told me he just fucks his wife and he's only been with very few twinks, and that I had nothing to be worried about. I was still hesitant, but figured I could trust him, so I went back in position. He entered me slowly while caressing my chest. He clearly had no interest in my cock, but he pinched my nipples hard while entering me. It didn't hurt so bad because he had fingered me well before, but felt very different to the couple times I had been fucked with a condom. He started fucking me harder and harder, telling me sweet words, caressing me gently, I really felt like a woman that time. His constant pinching of my nipples, and the feeling of his raw cock going inside and outside of me made me shoot my load very quick all over myself. He lasted a few minutes after that, and he had a deep groan and said things along the lines that I was now his boy and that my ass was his. Then he collapsed on me and passionately kissed me for a while before we fell asleep. He fucked me 3 other times that night, as I found myself woken up by his raw cock entering me and I just took it. Come morning after a last fuck he told me it was great and that he would love to see me regularly. He insisted on paying me for this, saying that I had been very obedient and I deserved it. Took me back to my place, and not an hour later messaged me to see if I was available the very next Friday for the same thing. I ended up seeing him for several months almost every week. He brought me gifts sometimes like pieces of underwear or t-shirts that made me look cute, and he was always paying me for it. Inside my head I was turned on by the idea of giving up my ass raw in exchange of that, even if that felt wrong. After a few months I moved to a bigger town for college so we couldn't meet anymore. He emails me a few times asking how things were going and if I was coming back for the holidays, but we kinda lost contact after a bit. He's the first I've let fuck me bareback, and the only one I've let do that before a loooong time. I was thinking about these memories fondly as I just had my first anon cumdump scene last weekend, and I think it was a great introduction for me to bareback sex. I regret nothing, except the fact that it took me many years after this to accept going back to bareback. This was a bit of a longer post than I anticipated, but I hope you'll find it interesting as this is the story the way I remember it. I've actually never told this story to anyone, there's a bit of a stigma with it being first bareback and then being paid for it, so I've kept it to myself, but this felt like a good place to share it for the first time.

I was feeling horny Friday morning so I got up and went to one of the local bookstores here in Vegas. It was 4am when I arrived and although there were several cars in the parking lot most of the guys must’ve been in the theater and not the arcade area. It was slow the first 30 minutes and then this latino guy walked in and I was standing against the wall and he motioned for me to follow him into a booth. I went in and locked the door and when I turned around he had his big cock out. He was about 8 inches uncut and I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He was about 5’7 average body but handsome and masculine. I had already lubed my hole so as I’m sucking him he is bending down trying to get his hand under the waistband of my pants to feel my ass. I pulled my pants down and when he felt my wet hole he turned me around and as he’s guiding his bare cock into me he asked me if I was negative. He had an accent too. I said yes and then he said I’m negative too and starts fucking me. He gripped my hips tight and fucked me for about 15 min before I felt his big thick cock throbbing inside of me. He was so quiet that was the only way I knew he came. I pulled my clothes up and walked out. I walked around and went into another booth and this blk guy that had been there reached under the booth and grabbed my ass so I invited him in. The booth doors are half doors so people are always bending down trying to see what’s going on. He comes in and pulls his cock out and he’s about 8 inches too and cut. As I’m sucking him he says I wanna fuck you. I stood up and turned around and he guided his cock into me. He fucks me for about 10 minutes and then says where do you want me to cum. I said cum in me. He said beg for it. Beg for my cum. So I say please give me your cum, please cum in me and he moans and grips my hips and cums and collapses on my back. I pulled up my pants and walked out. I sucked off this sexy white guy and swallowed his load. He was sexy. Tall and lean. Nice body, rugged looks. As I leave his booth I see a guy walk away that had been peaking in to see what we were doing. It was the latino guy again. I followed him into the same booth that we were in earlier and I sucked his big cock again and then turn around and slid his cock in. This time my hole was cummy from his previous load and the black guy. He asked in his accent if I’m clean. I said yes and then he starts fucking me. This time he was a little more aggressive but it felt good and he was taking long strokes and you could hear his cock sloshing around in my ass from all the cum in me. He fucks me for about 15 mins again and then he cums again and I feel his cock throbbing again. He was still quiet so when he pulled out and I turned around to clean his cock it was covered in cum all the way to the base. I pulled up my pants and went home with the 3 loads in my ass. My hole was gaping and I was trying to keep all the cum inside me until I got home.

Update: met up with fag ex coworker and slipped him a little something to loosen him up. Took him to mates and made sure he got what he deserved. Already forwarded video to his bf and half the office. Guess he'll have more time to enjoy exploring his single life as a pig lol.

"C'mere" Said Bill when we got inside. I went over to him and he turned me round and bent me over. He fingered my swollen and puffy hole, and I blushed as a drool of cum slid out over his finger. "Nice!" He growled. "We'll get you pregnant yet. You feeling ok? No cold or sniffles yet?" I said no, and he shook his head. "Would have thought you'd be knocked up by now with all the hot loads up you. We'll just have to try harder!" There was a knock on the door, and I just had time to hide behind the counter when I saw my mother standing there. "Sorry to trouble you."She said. But Timmy forgot his key and I have to go out." Bill took the key and she asked how I was getting on. As she spoke, I felt a hand on my arse and looked back to see the old guy, Arthur, behind me with one finger on his lips and the other hand graping a drooling erection. "Oh he's fine!" Said Bill. "Very willing and good with the regulars" Arthur gave an evil grin, bent me over and slid his cock into my backside. I gave a gasp, and saw my mother raise an eybrow at the noise. "Must be some air in the sauna."Said Bill Arthur began to thrust slowly in and out of my arse, his hand over my mouth to stop me groaning. Bill must have realised what was happening, and he kept talking to her even as he knew I was being sodomised only feet from her. Arthur was gasping and thrusting hard into me, and getting close to his climax. "Well, I'd better be going" She said. At that moment, Arthur came in me, his cock twitching and throbbing as it spurted. "Nice to see you." Said Bill. "I'll give Timmy the keys and tell him you called. He's probably making himself useful somewhere." She turned and waved good bye as the old man's cock slid out of me and Bill turned with a big smile. "You can come out now you dirty sod!"

I felt groggy as I woke up. My mouth was thick with the tell tale feeling of having a large quantity of cotton wool stuffed in it that betrayed just how much I had drank the night before. I stretched, gingerly, not wanting to move too quickly for fear of discovering a headache to go with my cottonmouth. My head, however, felt clear as I rolled onto my side and very slowly swung my legs off the side of my bed. I sat there for a moment before I realized that I was completely naked, not all altogether alien experience, but rather another sign of how intoxicated I had been; I often strip off to go to bed when drunk. As I sat up I suddenly became aware of how much I had to piss and quickly padded across the cold wooden floor of my studio apartment to the bathroom. Letting a powerful jet of piss out into the open toilet bowl I felt my ass clench slightly and became aware that my hole felt a tender and rather slick. Finishing up my piss I ran a finger up my crack, feeling my puffy wet hole. I looked at my finger, shiny with whatever was wetting my ass, for a long moment before turning around and bending over to look at my hole in the mirror. Winking back from between my spread ass cheeks was my hole, puffy, and pink, not quite closed, and shiny with what I thought might be lube but I suspected was something else. I ran my finger along my crack again, this time dipping into my tender hole, when I brought it round I was confronted with evidence of what I had already suspected to be true. It was not lube leaking from my clearly well fucked hole but cum. My heart thudded in my chest. I had no recollection of getting home last night, let alone of getting fucked. Jesus, I thought nervously, what have I done? Not only had I had sex but clearly unprotected sex and I had let the guy cum in me, what had I been thinking? I walked back to my bed and grabbed my phone from where it had been charging on the nightstand hoping to find some evidence of what I had done. There were several texts from the two friends I had gone out with starting around just after midnight asking where I had disappeared to; the most recent being just a few minutes ago, must have been what had woken me up. I sent back a quick response saying that I was home, and apologized for giving them a fright. The next message on my phone was from a contact I didn’t remember having, one simply named “SIR”. The message was short and succinct: Check out the link and then let me know when you’re ready for more. I clicked the link and it took me to a private video server. Sitting down on my bed I pressed play and watched as the video began. It faded in on a guy’s ass, his beefy hairy cheek hammering back and forth as he clearly pounded someone. The camera moved under the guy, between his legs to show a fat raw cock pounding into an unknown ass. The bottom was moaning in pleasure with each thrust, something about the bottom’s voice seemed familiar even through the tiny phone speakers. I stopped the video and grabbed my laptop from under the bed. Hurriedly transpiercing the url to my browser I pulled up the video again. There was definitely something that I recognized in the bottom’s groans. My cock was starting to get hard watching this fat cock pound this boy’s hole, his ass lips clinging to the hard shaft each time the top pulled out. Eventually the camera moved again, pulling back between the top’s legs and then panning up his broad muscular back to look over his shoulder. My jaw dropped, there laying flay out, legs in the air, eyes closed in ecstasy, being fucked by a raw cock, was me. I took in my pale skin, dark hair, strong chest, tight stomach, pink nipples. I saw my chest heave with racked breath as the top mercilessly plowed my hole. Though my head was reeling and my heart pounding my cock was growing still harder as I watched myself get fucked. I had no memory of this, yet there was no denying it was me there getting fucked bareback. I felt like I should be sickened by what I was seeing but I found myself becoming more and more turned on as I watched. The top fucking me seemed to be getting close as he started fucking me even harder. He grunted as he hammered his cock into my clearly willing ass. The camera panned down to show him slamming into me balls deep with every thrust. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum,” a gravely voice that I can only assume belonged to the top said, “I’m gonna breed your sweet fucking cunt boy.” “Yes,” said my voice, the unmistakable glee sending a shiver up my spine, “breed my hole!” The man growled and pressed his cock as far as he could into my hole, clearly shooting his load deep into me. Watching myself get bred I couldn’t help but reach between my legs and feel my still wet hole… Slowly the man pulled out from my now cum filled hole. I looked at the time bar, the video wasn’t even a quarter of the way over. The camera zoomed in as the head of the man’s cock popped out of my hole, a small glob of cum bubbling out after it. For a moment my hole was left gaping and empty, then a new voice, not the top who had just fucked me called, “Who’s next?” Another cock, the body it belonged to cut out of the frame stepped up and slid effortlessly into my hole, The camera shifted again showing my body stretched out on the bed, my mouth now occupied by the cock that just been inside my ass. I watched in aroused horror, my cock throbbing, as time and time again my ass was seeded by random cocks. The video never showed their faces though, it showed plenty of mine, making sure to zoon in on my face whenever I begged a top for his load. I noticed that my eyes, though wide and alert looked a little blood shot and slightly unfocused. The video was almost an hour long and featured fourteen different tops, all of whom fucked and bred my ass. No wonder my hole was tender. The last shot of the video was a slow zoom in on my wrecked hole after the last top had shot his load deep inside of me. I stared in amazement at my loose and gaping hole. That sort of thing had never turned me on before but seeing my on hole wrecked like that, dripping with cum, was different, it made me feel hungry. I wanted my hole to look like that more, I wanted to have my ass plowed and dripping with cum. The video faded to black, and then a message appeared on the screen, “You know you want more bitch,” followed by the phone number now listed in my contacts as SIR. For a long moment I sat, one hand holding my phone, and the other with three fingers lodged in my cummy hole. I wasn’t entirely sure when during the film I had thrust three fingers inside of myself and started riding them desperately but even now that the movie was over I was reluctant to remove them. Rocking back on my fingers again, feeling them push against my ass ring I knew what I had to do. I unlocked my phone, opened SIR’s text and sent him a message: I’m ready now. The response was almost instantaneous as if SIR had been waiting with his phone in his hand. That was fast boy. You ready to take more cock? Yes, I responded. Right now? Yes, I hesitated before adding the next part but then hurriedly hit send, I need it. Good boy. Come and get it. He texted me an address just a few blocks away in the northern part of Hell’s Kitchen, and added, Don’t bother showering or putting on underwear. You have ten minutes to get here. My heart was pounding, a little voice in the back of my head told me I was crazy, but I wasn’t thinking with my head. I grabbed a t-shirt from the floor and a pair of gym shorts, slipped into some shoes and, leaving everything but my keys and phone behind rushed out of the door. I practically ran the nine blocks to his apartment, making it there in just over six minutes. I texted saying I was there and the door buzzed. Once inside I received an apartment number with the instruction to hurry. He lived on the fifth floor of an old walk up, and having taken the stairs two at a time the whole way up I was more then a little winded when I knocked on his door. It quickly opened and a tall olive skinned man in an old yellowing jockstrap with a thick leather harness strapped to his chest opened the door. I gapped at this specimen on manliness in front of me. At five eleven I like to think of myself as tall but this man towered above me making him probably six five. Between the thick straps of his harness bulged powerful fur covered chest muscles that led to hard defined abs. His arms were thick, covered with coarse hair, and knotted all over with veins. The basket of his jock bulged with what could only be thick meaty cock and oversized cum laden balls, the whole mass of which thrust out boldly from his tree trunk like legs. He did not smile at me, his handsome face told of only one thing: lust. “I knew you were gonna be a good one last night when you were begging for loads before the first cock even breached your cunt,” he had a rough, deep, rumbling voice that seemed to echo from somewhere deep inside his cavernous ribcage. “Get that sweet cunt inside, and strip off, I’ve waited long enough for my chance at that hole.” That struck me as odd, was he not one of the men who had fucked me last night? I thought that even the cameraman had cum inside of me. I didn’t care though I stepped inside and before the door was even closed had kicked off my shoes, pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped my shorts to the ground. “Fuck you’re a hot little cum slut,” he said leading me into the living room where he sat down on the couch, legs spread wide. “Well, get between my legs and start wetting my cock boy. All the lube I’m gonna give you to get this monster up your cunt is spit and whatever cum is left in you from my friends last night.” Caution and logic were long gone, I was now completely in the grips of my own lust, and now I a safe sex enthusiast, fell to my knees desperate to get another bare cock up my ass. Pulling his musty jock aside I revealed a thick, flaccid cock resting on a pair of truly massive balls. I took his soft cock in my mouth, rolling his nuts around in my had as I rid so, marveling at their size. It didn’t take long for his cock to start hardening I my mouth, and I was quickly overwhelmed my the sheer length and girth of the thing. His broad flat mushroom head ballooned in my mouth, swelling till it stretched my cheeks. I did my best to slobber all over his shaft and head, trying to get it as wet as possible for my hole. Though I was enjoying guzzling down his gorgeous member, SIR had other plans and soon as he felt his cock was slicked with enough spit he knocked me back and stood up. He instructed me to get on all fours on the couch, resting my chest on the back of it. I clambered up and assumed the position he had instructed and waited with eager anticipation. SIR took his time coming up behind me, rubbing his blunt cock head up and down my ass crack a few times, before zeroing in on my still tender and slightly gaped pucker. I had expected him to push in roughly but instead he began a slow thrusting that alternately pressed against my sphincter and gave it time to relax. Very, very slowly my hole opened till suddenly his broad flay head pushed inside of me and stayed there. “Fuck that’s a nice hole. I may just have to keep it after I ruin it.” My brain had completely shut down, over loaded with the massive waves of pleasure that were crashing over my body and SIR began to delve deeper into my hole. It took a long time for him to finally fuck his whole cock into me, but when he finally bottomed out and I could feel his massive balls against mine I felt nothing but joy. “Tell me what you want boy,” he growled in my ear. “I want you to fuck me, SIR.” “What else?” “I want you to cum in me, to breed me!” “Good boy, that’s probably the first time you’ve ever said that sober isn’t it?” “Yes, SIR.” “I’m gonna knock you up and set you free boy.” I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant but I pressed my hips back against him as if trying to will more of his cock into my hole. He chuckled at that and began to slowly fuck me, pulling his cock almost entirely from my hole before sliding it back in to the hilt. I moaned like a whore, desperate for a real pounding. SIR knew what I needed though, and quickly began to pick up the pace and intensity of his thrusts until soon he was hammering away at my ass without mercy. I was practically screaming as his cock wrecked my hole, bruising my sphincter a little with each thrust. He hammered away like that for longer then I thought possible, till both of us were drenched in sweat and I lay pressed into the back of the couch limp. Suddenly he stopped and pulled out of my hole with a soft pop. “Get you your back, I wanna look in your eyes while I breed you.” I flipped onto my back and grabbed my legs spreading them wide showing SIR my now wide-open hole. Without hesitation he sunk back into me and resumed his breakneck pace. The sweat pored from his body, dripping onto me, I didn’t care thought, I could feel his pace starting to change and heard the shift in his breathing. SIR was getting close. He kept up his voracious pace for as long as he could before he suddenly growled deep in his chest like a bear and locked eyes with me as he slammed into my hole several times very roughly. He didn’t have to tell me he had cum, I knew, I could feel the warmth spreading in my ass. He flopped forward, his cock still lodged inside of me, his hairy sweaty chest now pressed to mine. “Fuck,” he said at length, “I knew your cunt would be worth it. I’m totally keeping you as my new cum dump.” He smiled at me, “See I told you last night, take all those loads and you’d be ready for mine.” “You did?” I said panting. “Oh that’s right you won’t remember sense we slipped you those drugs.” His smile became a wicked smirk. “But I told you last night, you take my buddies NEG loads up your cunt and by tonight, well you came around faster than I anticipated, you’d be begging for my POZ cock up your loose cunt.” Holy shit! I thought, I hadn’t even asked him or thought about… Jesus. I had just taken what had to be a massive POZ load in my ass. It only took me a millisecond longer to realize I didn’t care. I had just been fucked like I never had before. Clearly I had loved last night as well. If taking POZ loads meant that I was going to get fucked like this more then that was fine by me. “How do you feel now that you’ve had it boy?” He asked. I answered in the only way I could, honestly, “I want… I need more.”

This link is essentially the published study, the info is reliable. A little info for those interested: HIV is a virus and, as such, requires a host for replication. I.e., HIV cannot reproduce on its own, it invades a cell and uses its hosts DNA to reproduce. What made it so deadly was HIV's ability to mutate rapidly. The way we finally achieved suppression was by med combinations that resist the virus at more than one point. Sort of like instead of cutting off only and arm, the combo meds cut of an arm and a couple of legs. Essentially, the anti retroviral therapy (ART), reduces the levels of HIV to "undetectable" thus removing the deadly aspect of the virus, which is the virus ability to decimate the immune system. With ART, the immune system can recover and remain intact, so people don't progress to AID's and thus stay alive and relatively healthy. The London Man are cool progress because it demonstrates repeatability of the Berlin Man, who has been HIV free for 10 years. The process was even less aggressive in the London Man, yet still appears to have succeeded 18 months later. Both used bone marrow transplant which process involves wiping out the immune system then replacing it with someone else's (i.e., stem cell transplant). In each case, the donor cells were from donors who have the genetic mutation where the CCR5 receptors are missing from the their cell surface, receptors that HIV needs to gain access to a cell and its DNA so it can reproduce. So, not unlike ART, this method employs hitting HIV from a couple of directions and it appears, so far, to irradiate HIV from the body. The thing that makes scientists excited about the "London Man" is that they were able to replicate the "Berlin Man." The London Man has been free of HIV for 18 months, the Berlin Man 10 years. This is new and rare (only two cases) results, so terms like "remission" are being used instead of "cure." We did/do the same with cancer. Terms like "remission" are used when we do not have enough experience or replicated evidence to apply the term "cure." No one is considering this a viable treatment for HIV, especially with the success of ART, but it is exciting to see it's possible for the virus to be removed from the body.

Some guys just throw the condom off when they're close and ram their bare cock in the hole balls deep to breed it. And not in professional pornos. Like here: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph59470222555ec&pkey=40137252 and https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5b0efa79dca8f&pkey=40137252

Went to cumunion this weekend in DC. Spent most of my time in the dark room. Jumped into the sling some, but when that was being used, just bent over and took whatever cock went into my ass. Left with a cummy hole, and the bf bred me again in the am.

Part 3: Two hours later I could no longer clench my hole tight. Instead every few steps a small drop of cum would drip from my destroyed ass lips and add to the growing wet spot in my shorts. Mac had fucked three loads total into me before letting his boy Greg breed me once as well. I had been surprised by the shirt but incredibly fat dick that Greg sported and how well he plowed my slack hole. Mac had gotten in the shower when he was done with me so it was up to Greg, who bred me against the front door, to tell me that my next stop wasn’t far away and I would know it when I got there. I looked at him confusedly and he just told me to go back the way I had come and to say yes to the opportunities that presented themselves. My cock was still semi hard in the elevator on the way back down, and I knew that I stuck of sweat and cum now. I would have to go home and shower, and change before whatever was next. Just as I was heading out the revolving door I heard a voice behind me. “Well it looks like you had a good time.” I turned and saw the door man standing next to his desk. “I…um….excuse me?” I stammered in response. “Judging by that wet spot in your shorts I looks like Mac bred you pretty well and maybe even Greg.” I didn’t know what to say, I just stared at him. “You’re Sir’s new boy aren’t you?” I nodded slowly, noticing a growing bulge in the front of the door man’s suit pants. “I love when Sir sends a boy out to have his limits tested,” he was now rubbing the unmistakable bulge in his pants. “Get behind the desk and suck my cock till my relief comes down, then I’ll take you in the back and give you another load.” I blinked, and without saying a word, moved behind the desk and got on my knees in front of the char. Without even knowing his name, as soon as the door man’s crotch was in front of me I fished out his cock and swallowed his growing shaft. His dick was not as long as either Sir’s or Mac’s but it was incredibly thick, much like Greg’s. His shaft, probably just 8 inches long, though was nothing compaired to the enormity of his mushroom head. It’s broad flat top stuck on considerably from the shaft and I could only imagine how that would feel punching in and out of my battered hole. With quiet enthusiasm I swallowed his dick as I had been instructed, and all the while he continued to greet residents as if nothing were happening. At one point he even buzzed someone’s Seamless order up to them, his cock never leaving my mouth, and his composure never wavering. After about fifteen minutes of passionate sucking I heard a new voice from our side of the desk. “Jesus James, another one?” I couldn’t see the speaker from where I was but I assumed he could see some part of me. “This is Sir’s new boy, he’s been sent out for testing. Just got done with Mac and Greg upstairs and now it’s our turn. Take the desk while I breed his cunt and then he’s all yours.” “Oh shit, I didn’t realize Sir was sending one out. Fuck yeah. Go!”

Hey guys this is Chapter 1 of a new story I wanted to write. There's not much action in this first chapter but it builds the scene. Hope you like and don't worry it will get messy pretty quickly. Its also inspired by a real pub I worked in when I was 18. The Pub - Chapter 1 They say change can be a good thing, but when a lot happens at once it can be overwhelming. I had just recently turned 18, had just moved into the city to attend University. I was in student accommodation and I was out walking the streets looking for work. I needed a job to pay bills and have a decent student life, after all my loan would only go so far and my mum wouldn't be in much of a position to help me out. I discovered, however, most of the stores in town had already hired their student workers. It seemed as if the entire uni had hit the town weeks earlier and taken all the good jobs. As I was slowly walking out the end of town back towards my new room, I came across a dank little pub on the edge of a cross roads. The building looked fairly rundown with a front door that had “Entry in the rear” painted across it. In the window was a little rainbow flag, suggesting it was a gay bar or something and next to it was a fresh advertisement for a bar man job. The notice said it was varied shift work and paid a working wage. In fairness I wasn't in a place to look a gift horse in the mouth so I followed the instructions and wandered round the back. There was a dark closed off alley which looked like it continued down to where barrels were stored; however I turned to the right and pushed open the door and stepped inside. The pub was darkly lit and as I walked in the attention of a few of the patrons perked up and stared at me. It was mid afternoon by this point and so the clientele were all in their early sixties at best, some sat along the bar talking to the barman, some hunched over their pints. I approached the barman, trying to ignore all the stares and asked him about the job in the window. He looked to be in his late forties and looked me up and down making me slightly uncomfortable. “You're a damn looker. I think you'll be very popular. I'll just shout the boss and he can give you an interview”. This got a couple of the men chuckling as they started to engage in conversation with me. Whilst the barman headed out the back and up some stairs I did my best to smile and chat with some of the guys at the bar. They inquired about where I had come from, never having seen me around before and I explained I was new to the area and studying. That got a few comments about me being fresh meat and a few more laughs about keeping an eye out for some of the pervs that come in here. I laughed somewhat reluctantly, but they didn't seem all that bad, and I appreciated that whilst they weren't my type, it seemed obvious that they didn't get younger guys in here very often. The barman came back down and told me to head up and that the boss was waiting. The old man closest too me patted my arse giving it a good squeeze and told me to knock them dead and that they were rooting for me. As I got to the top of the stairs I heard a gruff voice beckoning me in to the room on the right. It looked like a fairly nice living space, although it wasn't exactly kept nice and clean. I could see a lot of dishes stacked up in the kitchen and as I turned into the living room the place was cluttered with all sorts of boxes and props and various clothing and fetish gear. There seemed to be a variety of rubber and leather gear strewn around the room. Nothing that shocked me. While I was certainly young, I wasn't naive. While the contents of the room might have been a bit off, it was, after all, merely the room in which I'd be interviewed. On the far side of this large living room was a big torn up leather couch and sat to one side with his legs stretched out was a large beast of a man. He looked to be early fifties, scruffy hair and a big beard. He had a tight wife beater on with a huge bush of chest hair bursting out of all sides and was wearing torn baggy shorts. He stood up and took a few steps towards me palm outstretched. We shook hands; or rather he shook most of my arm with his powerful shake and pointed me to the couch to sit. “So you're looking for some work eh?” he asked giving me a look up and down as I sat down. “You know this is a gay pub right?” I nodded and explained I understood and it wasn't a problem. I explained my situation, having just moved down for University, single mum at home and needed to support myself, no luck in town, etc. “Well I'd be happy to help you out,” he said as he made himself more comfortable lifting a leg up onto the sofa and leaning back getting a better look at me, "but you should know that we do all sorts of events here and you would need to follow a dress code every now and then." His baggy torn shorts slowly fell down his arched leg and I could see he wasn't wearing any underwear. In fact I could actually see he was circumcised and had a large floppy shaft nestling over some huge hairy balls. I tried to focus on his face and desperately tried to pay attention to what he said. “Erm yes that's fine, I'd be happy to wear whatever uniform you require." “Right stand up for me” he said as he adjusted his crotch and rose with me. “Arms up” he commanded and I obeyed without question as he grabbed my -shirt and lifted it up over my head with a quick motion. He gave a little whistle and ran a chubby thick finger down my chest and along my abs. “Damn kiddo you've got a killer body, do you work out a lot?" I blushed, both at the compliment and that I was suddenly topless in front of a stranger in a random house during a job interview. “Erm, yes, I work out a few times a week, but nothing over the top. I have played sports most of my life so I just have a good body, I guess." He was rubbing his hands up and down my abs now and then grabbed my hips and turned me around, his hands went back to my chest and began working my nipples. I couldn't control myself and moaned softly. He chuckled. “So you're a sensitive little scamp too eh? That's good to know. The patrons will love seeing that, right now the rest please," he remarked, his hands unbuttoning my jeans, allowing them to drop to the floor, leaving me standing in my lucky yellow jock bare arse practically pressed into his crotch. “Well hello! I guess this tells me what position you played in sports, eh?" he chuckled, giving my bare arse cheek a squeeze before running his finger between the cheeks, grazing my hole. “Well lad, you look perfect. Great body great attitude, That's the main thing.” Spinning me around, he took my hand, walking me back to sit back down with him on the couch. “Ideally I'd like you to start as soon as possible. There's a shift going tonight if you're keen. I can show you the ropes and if you do a good job and keep the customers entertained and drinking then I think we have a deal”. I spluttered my thanks back to him and shook his hand again. Okay, it wasn't exactly a conventional job interview but I had a trial shift and could start straight away. We both stood up and I bent over to grab my clothes. He had obviously tried to assist as he accidentally bumped into my back side as he clearly had stood too close to me. “Whoops sorry boy” he said as he took my hips in his hand and slowly pulled me up into him, chuckling “Daddy's got you, don't worry.” I laughed politely as I put on my jeans and t-shirt while he watched. I shook his hand one last time as he looked at me fondly and he told me to head back down to begin work at 8:00. “Go home, grab a shower and just come back in what you are wearing. You don't need to put in any effort." I thanked him again and headed back downstairs, and, in passing through the pub the guys at the counter asked how it went. I confirmed I had a trial shift that night at 8:00. “Oh lovely,” said the guy who had patted my bum. “I'll look forward to seeing you then” he winked. I left and walked out the pub heading home to get ready for my first shift, with no clue as to how a simple bar job would bring even more change to my life.

This just happened and I wanted to share Had a hot military/muscle top who was passing through my city hit me up on Grindr. Had been driving cross country and wanted to drop a load before getting back on the road. He asks me if I’m down to take a load and I give him my address. He gives me clear instructions on what he wants—ass up, hitting poppers, and my hole nice and sloppy with boy butter. I leave the door unlocked and follow his instructions. Fifteen minutes later I hear him come in and he walks into my room. Strips real quick and comes up to my head and has me gagging on his cock to get him lubed up. He then slides into my greased up hole and begins fucking my brains out. Pushing my face down into the pillow. About 10 minutes after he starts fucking me, I think I hear the door to my place open but don’t think anything off it. He starts calling me a slut and faggot. And asking me if I want his load. As I’m begging for his load, this ripped mid-20s stud walks into my room naked—cock dripping precum. At this point, I’m so confused but turned on. The guy fucking me tells me that he was driving cross country with a straight buddy and his friend was waiting in the car while he fucked me. Before he came into my place he told his friend if he got bored or horny he could come and join. He hadn’t told me any of this beforehand. His straight friend starts face fucking me as the top in my ass pounds away. As his friend gets close the straight guy starts egging him on and telling him to “breed that faggot.” At this point I’m so turned on. The guy fucking me picks up the pace and shoves me down on his friend’s cock as he blows a huge load in my ass. He quickly pulls out and his friend slides into my ass without asking. The first top grabs my phone and starts filming his buddy fucking his load into my ass. The straight guy fucks me for about two minutes and then blows his load in my ass. “Thanks for that faggot.” Currently sitting here with their loads running out of my ass and hitting poppers. Wasn’t planning on being a cumdump today but now I’m thinking about inviting some more guys over.

It had been a few days with Tony on the road and I could tell by the geography we were getting into the southwest - lots of scrub brush was starting to appear. While Tony had been using me, I'd been on the mend as far as my health, and I wasn't running a fever quite as high as I had been, and my cough was dry now. Tony had been really kind to me, treating me like a lady when we were outside the cab - holding doors open for me and buying me food and drink. He never left my side - of course, I was on a leash and he was holding the other end, but still....I felt protected. Inside the cab he banged me like a cheap whore - because I was. It was a lot of work keeping his balls drained, and I loved every second of it. We stopped at a small diner in Vicksburg, CO - the one room establishment is only open seasonally and, we were the only people there that day. Tony kept me naked and leashed, and walked me in with no shame. I behaved accordingly. The waitress reacted no differently than if I'd been wearing clothes, My guess is that I'm not the first bitch she's seen like this. I sat with my legs crossed at the knees at all times so as not to reveal anything, as a lady should. My collar 'bitch' told her exactly what I was. No need to flaunt. Tony, ever the gentleman, ordered my food for me - no, I didn't have a choice, and I didn't want one. I didn't start to eat my food until Tony had started his, a yield to his dominance. The leader eats first. Tony, as Jake, never traded me to others for sex or money - that's not what this life was about. It's not prostitution, though we're called 'whores'. Bitches like me are passed from trucker to trucker for them to use for their sexual pleasure while on the road. From what I hear, we lead short - but very fucking intense - life spans as no one is on meds. Bitches usually die first as we're constantly kept loaded up. We're also the happiest. Trust me, I think we're getting the better end of the deal. We had stopped at some mammoth 'mother of all truck stops' kind of place headed into Utah. I was asleep face down in the back of Tony's cab, with my leash running to an eye hook over my head. I woke up when I felt a sharp pain behind me - a pain I recognized - someone was shoving a cock into my ass. I knew it wasn't Tony. It's something only a bottom can understand. When you fuck a man, you get to know 'him'. You can feel how different his cock feels from another. Some men are longer, some are thicker. They have different styles as well, some men fuck wildly - sloppy - all over the road with no idea what they're doing. Others are more controlled and know how to hit your prostate with every move. Long, smooth strokes. It's not that you fuck, it's how you fuck - and it tells me more about you than a background check, honey. I knew instantly I'd never felt this man. He was short and thin, barely enough to feel anything at all...and his strokes were fast and short. He felt panicked with his motions. He was already throbbing very hard and I knew he didn't have long. Which is good because my eyes were still crusted over and I barely opened them. Still, a dick in your ass will wake you up better than a cup of coffee ,sugar. Try it if you don't believe me. I was turning my head around to face him when I felt my hands being snatched over my head, my wrists bound with what felt like leather, and suspended from the eye hook over head. I whipped my head back around and another man had entered the passenger side seat of the rig, and quickly shoved his cock right down my throat. HE was the one that was thick and long, and he knew what he was doing as evidenced by his smooth, precise, and slow strokes. It's amazing what a girl can feel. No? The man in my ass grabbed my hair, and pulled me back towards him, and wrapped his right hand around my throat. "You dumb fucking bitch, you probably think all this is about truckers just passing you along until you're gone, don't you?" It's tough to answer questions with a cock down your throat. Perhaps he should have chosen a better time because all I could do was gag and gargle. I'm not sure that was helpful. And they call me the stupid one. From the front, the man there explained. "It's not about you, whore - we know that's what you think. The truth is that we need you to be as viraled up as possible....we're going to flood your body so high that we can collect your blood and use it to poz others that want to turn. We've been doing it for years, cunt." He calmly explained as he held onto my head, shoving his cock down my throat and holding it there for a few seconds before starting to work it in and back out. The man behind me started pounding my asshole as hard as he could, spanking me every time he stroked in. Still having my hair in his other hand, he turned my head sideways and growled. "You're a fucking Petri dish, you fucking cock whore!" That comment must have sent him over the edge as he shoved in HARD one single time and held it. I could feel his cock flexing with each pump he was giving me...expanding, pushing the walls of my body out hard, then contracting letting me relax for a split second before beginning the cycle over and over. He felt warm - and his seed was going deep. I could feel that as well. The man in front slapped me a couple times, shoved hard, and screamed as he came straight down my throat. "WHORE! FUCK! YOU'RE A FUCKING WHORE!". His whole body locked...legs, arms, chest..his face frozen in suspended scream until he finished giving me the last of his precious load. Without saying another word, both of them pulled out of me - having used my body like they wanted....and like *I* wanted - closed the doors to the cab and left me hanging by my wrists. I rolled over and sat up to take the tension off my wrists. Tony didn't show up to untie me for a six more hours, though I wasn't alone for long as apparently word had spread and I got used by over a dozen more men - not counting those first two. You may be asking, "Why didn't you just untie your leather straps or unhook yourself"" The answer is, I'm a fucking whore and this is what I want.

love tops that chain smoke while pounding me. Guys witj a raspy smokers voice turn me on almost as much as a poz load.

Nips either the captive bead rings as above.. or a "D" shackle. Also get a regular pa..and then progressively stretch it up to 8mm or 0G. You should also consider a Jacobs ladder along your cock and balls..

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.

This year is so different from last.. I went from hit and miss to taking regular loads from a hot daddy and sometimes his friends. Last Friday I he invited me over to skinny dip in his private yard. I got there and he had 4 buds he hangs out with we all sat around the pool and had some drinks .. as the night wore on one had left so it left me with the three of them. I didn’t think much of it since the others were a couple . My daddy went in the house with one of them and I sat outside and was chatting with the other when we started wondering what was taking so long. I joked that they were probably passed out from drinks.. after a while we went in to find my daddy bending over the one guy fucking him.. the other guy grabbed my hand and led me to the couch, I knew he was a top so I knew my place and crawled onto the couch with my ass up in the air. He mounted me, while I was watching my man fucking his boyfriend. He lubed me with his spit which always turns me on and began fucking me hard. My man laughed and said how they both agreed that they would share me from now on as he grunted a load into the other guy.. the guy I was with let go what seemed like forever stream of cum in my ass and held it in until he grew soft. When he was done his boyfriend took over licking the cum off his cock as my man got behind me for round two... through out the night we were used by the two of them..

Finally got bred by a dominant DWM guy who’s hits me up every few weeks when he’s in town to see his kids. He’s stocky and tatted, and He typically face fucks a load down my throat while whacking the side of my face calling me his cocksucker, etc. He has fucked me before but has insisted on condoms, and finished off in my mouth. This time started out the same with rough face fucking, then he turned around and had me rim him. His ass was clean but with a hot BO smell that made me crazy! He turned back for more sucking, reaching down to feel my prelubed ass (I was hoping, lol). He must have noticed the lube and condom on the table. He had me bend over while he slipped on the sabotaged rubber, then jammed his shirt fat cock in my ass. He ride me good, slapping my ass and grabbing my shoulders to push in harder. He pulled out a minute and the condom was sliding off. Might have ripped from my sabotaging it. I reached under, pointing his now bare cock back toward my hole. To my surprise, he went in bare and began pounding in earnest. Must have felt much better cuz soon he was grunting and holding his Cock deep in my ass. When he finally pulled out, I whipped around like Barishnokov and cleaned up his juice covered cock with my mouth. Then he was gone, and I fingered my dripping hole.

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.

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.

Chapter 3 The next few hours began to fly by. Steve taught me the basics of pint pulling making comments about how good I must be at giving head considering how much I seemed to enjoy giving a pint one; but after a few terrible attempts I began to get better. Steve seems to use it as an excuse to get his body nice and close to mine, pressing into me from behind as his hand would grip mine over the faucet and control the flow and motion. I knew this was a gay bar and everyone was a horny fucker, but I was surely imagining my new Boss seemingly grinding his hardening cock against my arse. Steve kept on pouring us drinks, explaining it was part of the perks of working the bar. I tried to turn down the first time, but he insisted, saying that as long as I didn't get drunk on shift it would be fine. I tried to convince him that I was quite a light weight, but he just laughed and said he would keep an eye on me, but after the third vodka and redbull I was feeling a lot more happier with being practically naked, and didn't seem to care as much that I was getting felt up more and more whenever I was clearing glasses. At one point, whilst bending over to wipe clean one of the tables, the same old man from earlier spread my butt and gave my hole a lick to the cheer of the crowd. Steve barked at him telling him to watch himself and that this was my first shift, but I smiled it off and laughed, although I did quickly return to the safety behind the bar. Steve lifted his arm and encouraged me under in a mocking, yet somehow fatherly way, so I jokingly snuggled into his chest finding his wet sweaty aroma deeply comforting. Before long Steve was ringing the bells and calling last orders and for the next 20 minutes I thanked the various punters for a good night and encouraged them out. I got a few pecks on the cheek and the odd butt squeeze, but they were all well behaved really and just seemed to be enjoying their night. And, given the mood I was in, I certainly had no reason to be a downer. In truth, I'd had a great time. Steve went and shut the front door and turned down the lights, pulled out a bottle of tequila and lined up a row of shots with lemon and salt and encouraged me over to take a bar stool and sit. “So tell me boy, how did you find your first night?” “I can honestly say it isn't exactly what I expected, but still I had a lot of fun. Everyone seems really nice and it seems like you have a great place here,” I answered, feeling rather drunk. In any event, I was definitely not trying to impress my new Boss. I really did like the place. “Well, tonight was pretty tame as its mid-week. You'll see that the weekends can be a little more wet and wild, but I'm sure you'll fit in nicely,” Steve responded as he poured salt over his hand, licked the salt, and then knocked back a shot of tequila and sucked a lemon wedge. “Fuck that stuffs good,” he exhaled. “Your turn." I laughed and repeated the process. In my semi-drunken state, however, I couldn't get the salt to stay on my hand. Steve watched and laughed saying “Here,” as he took my hand in his palm nd took a big long lick across it. I giggled as I watched him, and he stared intently into my eyes as he took the salt and poured it across the wet hand. “Lick the salt, boy, and take a shot.” I nodded and licked my palm, tasting salt and the taste of nicotine and ash from the numerous cigs he'd had smoked that night. I knocked back the shot and stuck my tongue out gasping, when Steve grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my head close, forcing the lemon between my lips and squeezing. "That's good, my boy." “So tell me then boy, did you like Ron feeling you up earlier. Your dick was hard so i'm guessing you like the older guys, eh?” Steve asked as he pulled his wife beater over his head, revealing his bushy pits, his impressive hairy chest, and his twin, huge meaty nipples. The heat of the alcohol was getting to be a bit and I felt a bit off guard, but I mumbled back It was different. I wouldn't say he's my type ha, but I like it when men just go for it. I wish I could be so confident and just take what I want." Steve chuckled as he took my hand licked it and lined up another shot of salt. He licked it up took a shot and grabbed a lemon wedge sucking it dry. “Well people like Ron are confident cause they are real men, whereas you are a boy. A little bottom bitch, I reckon." I blushed, this felt a little like a dig. I began to felt exposed and self conscious, but Steve saw this and quickly reacted. “No, no, don't get me wrong boy, That's by no means a bad thing. See, there are Alphas in this world who take, and then there are the boys who get taken. That's their role. They are naturally submissive, and take order, its in their nature." Steve put an arm round me and held me close reassuring me, licked his hand and salted it. “Lick,” he commanded. I complied, whereupon Steve took the tequila shot, held it to my throat and knocked it back. He held the lemon in front of my mouth asking “What do you say? Please?” I responded. He chuckled and pressed it into my mouth and squeezed the juice down. The drink was now really taking effect, but what he was saying seemed to be making sense. I thought I was a man now I'd turned 18, but maybe I was just a boy. Steve picked me up and lifted me into his lap, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled my body into his big hairy belly and chest. “Don't you worry lad, you're a good boy and I've got you. I'll make sure you get what you need, eh." His hands freely caressed my smooth abs and occasionally tweaked my nipples. I was slowly groaning and grinding my body against his, feeling the comfort of his hairy body against mine. His hands worked down and found my rock solid cock. Again he chuckled, whispering "Looks like the boy really loves his Daddy, doesn't he?" I groaned by way of a response. “Stand up, boy,” Steve whispered. I did so and Steve rose with me. He took my hands and placed them on the edge of the Bar, and pulled down my jockstrap so I was now standing in just the trainers I had worked in with white socks in a pub that I had just worked a trial shift in. It didn't seem right, but then Steve was just so hypnotic. His big hands worked up and down my legs spreading them further and he encouraged me to bend forward. I could feel my cheeks parting and my hole opening up “Fuck now look at my boy's hole. That makes a Daddy proud." Kneeling, Steve pressed his big bearded face press between my cheeks, lappiing at my hole. I knew I was tight - not since, sseveral months earlier my old partner and I had split-up, but I could feel my hole loosen and spread with every lick as Steve pushed in deeper and deeper. I could feel him working his spit into me and it felt like my hole was trying to suck his tongue in deeper. Steve rose and I heard the shuffle of his jock being discarded. I knew what was coming, I wanted it. IT was wrong, but right now who cared. I wanted his Daddy dick. No I wanted MY Daddy's dick. I felt this monster thick slab rest against my cheeks and Steve wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. “I think my boy needs this, doesn't he?" “Ye, Daddy.” “Boy wants his Daddy in him." “Yes Daddy." Steve positioned his cock head against my hole. 'God this is gonna hurt', I thought, as Steve murmured “You want Daddy's babies in your ass. Tell me that's what you want, boy." “I do Daddy please, I want your babies in me”, I pushed back and then gasped at the shock of pain as the head began to force my hole open. I tried to pull forward but Steve held tight. “Ssssssh ssssssh sssssssh” he said with comfort as he held me in position. “I'm going to push in slowly, and your're going to push out as I do so. Let's do this together champ, on the count of three." It was agony but inch by inch Steve slowly worked his thick nine inches deep inside my arse. He never removed his shaft, but did pause now and then to afford me time to adjust and rest. Still, after a few minutes I was impaled balls-deep and his big hairy chest and belly were pressing me against the bar counter. I was a sweaty mess from the tension and alcohol, panting away as Steve began to slowly withdraw and push back in. Slowly but surely building up the tempo. I moaned and groaned as the pain became a dark pleasure, as I thrust back against him harder and harder. The slapping flesh sounds being replaced by guttural moans and groan. “That's it you dirty little pig boy, tell me how much you want my cock,” shouted Steve. “Fuck Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck your son!” “Daddy's going to knock you up, give his dirty boy some dirty babies! You want that boy? Tell me you want me dirty babies.” “Fuck yes Daddy! Fuck! Shoot those dirty babies in me, Make me pregnant. I'm your dirty boy!” Steve picked me up and slammed me onto a nearby table so I was waist height he began pile driving my arse slam fucking me against across the table, making me delirious. I kept crying out between sobs “I want your dirty babies, daddy,” until Steve bellowed and pulled me back so hard it felt like he was tearing my arse open as I could his cock pulse inside me shooting load after load deep into my guts. He semi-collapsed onto top me, raining down sweat across my body and leaving me soaked underneath. We both started laughing as he slowly pulled out and a little gush of cum trickled out. “Whoops let's keep those where they can do the job,” he said as he scooped it up and pushed his finger back in side my fucked hole. He walked out the back as I stumbled to my feet. My cock was still rock hard despite the pummeling my prostate had just had. Steve came back and threw my jeans and t-shirt at me, saying “You're going to be perfect for this place, I can tell. So, the next shift I want you for will be this Friday night. It's a little later and a lot raunchier, but from what I just saw I think you'll love it.” I smiled back feeling a little confused as I didn't just do that sort of thing with anyone, but maybe he just meant I was obviously sexually open. I was clearly overthinking it. “Anyway” said Steve, “this is for you. Good work, tonight,” handing me £150. “This is crazy. I can't possibly earn this much for a night's work,” I said confused. "Don't you worry. You did great with the punters, and besides you were worth every penny,” Steve replied with a genuine smile. Thanking Steve, I dressed and walked out the door. The walk back to the Uni rooms was fairly long, and the entire trip back I strove to keep my hole clenched tightly shut so I didn't wet my jeans with Steve's load. Little did I realize that, as I walked home, Steve was creating his own little movie from the pub CCTV footage.

As an insecure, visible minority gay guy, I often relied on other people's approval or wild sexual satisfaction to define my self-worth. When the diagnosis hit me, I immediately had depressive symptoms. I also lost my mind a bit. I was convinced I would remain an outcast for the rest of life. My paranoia even got me banned from this place for a couple days. Things got 100% better when I started medication and became undetectable. Lots of therapy. Some support on this site as well. HIV doesn't have to be a lonely experience if you have the humble courage to seek help and connect with other poz guys.

Part 2 I clenched my ass tight as I walked back to my place, trying to keep SIR’s cum inside of me. I had just taken five POZ loads in my ass, and what concerned me was the fact that I didn’t care. In face, I was still horny despite having cum twice myself. I thought about what SIR had said to me just before I left, “Now remember boy, I don’t care who fucks you, or how many loads you take, just know that your hole belongs to me. So that means that when I tell you to get your cunt on my cock, you come to where ever I am, when I want.” Readily I had agreed and had left his apartment with my cock slowly stiffening again. By the time I got home I knew I needed to get fucked again, not even wanting to go back upstairs yet, I texted SIR. I know you said you didn’t care who I got fucked by SIR, but are you sure it’s alright? His response came swiftly: Take all the cock you need just remember who your cunt belongs to. Yes SIR. You have anyone in mind to breed your spunked up hole? No SIR, not yet. I just started looking at SCRUFF. Fuck that. Text my friend, he’ll knock you up good. Tell him that SIR sent you. He sent me the contact for “Big Mike” and I wasted no time in messaging him. I sat on my stoop, hole clenched tight, for a very long minute waiting for a response. So, SIR’s got a new boy, fun. You got a hole full of his POZ spunk kid? Yes. I responded. Good, I love fucking a sloppy cunt. Come over. He included his address, about twenty minutes walk across town from where I was. Without hesitation I stood up and started walking. A thought struck me as I crossed the street pressing into the throng of people swarming around Time Square: here I was, on my way to a man’s apartment, who I had never seen, and who was more then likely preparing to dump another POZ load in my ass. My cock twitched, I had my answer. If SIR had sent me to him I was certain that was good enough. I crossed town as quickly as I could and soon found myself in front of a stone fronted luxury apartment building. I blushed slightly at the thought of having to go through the very clean modern looking lobby to get to the elevators at the far side. Steeling my nerve, and hoping that I didn’t smell too much like sweat and cum, I had yet to shower, pushed through the revolving door. I had just made it to the elevator when a low cough drew me up short. I turned my head making eye contact with the doorman who I had been carefully avoiding. “Where are you heading?” he asked in a deep voice. He was younger then most doormen, with a dark completion and bright green eyes he was actually rather attractive. I told him the apartment I was heading to and he gave me a long appraising look before smiling to himself and nodding. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, as if the doorman knew exactly why I was there, I hurried off to the elevators. I stood outside of the apartment staring at the metal door for a moment before, feeling my hole twitch, and becoming aware of the small trickle of cum that had escaped my ass, I raised my hand and knocked. The door opened quickly, but not by the sort of man I had expected. A boy not much older then twenty or so stood before me dressed in only a jock. He had short-cropped blond hair, bright blue eyes, and a strong handsome face. He had the look of a twink who was quickly transitioning to jock. Between his well toned pecs a small growth of blond chest hair sprouted, almost but not quite connecting to the dense and slightly darker treasure trail that led into the waistband of his jock. He smiled at me, and I noticed that his mouth and cheeks were shiny with what I could really only guess to be spit. Gesturing, he stepped back to let me into the apartment. As the door closed behind me he said, “Take your clothes off here.” Dutifully I stripped off, leaving my clothes in a heap by the door. My cock was hard as it had ever been in my life and I gave the boy a wry smile. Winking at me, he said, “You have to earn clothes here, although looking at that sweet ass I’m guessing you’ll never be granted more then a jock.” He turned to lead me down the hallway and added, “I’m Greg, by the way,” as a bit of an after thought. “Aaron,” I replied. “Nice to meet you, I’m guessing we’ll be seeing a lot of each other if SIR keeps you. I’m Mac’s fucktoy, that’s what he calls me. SIR always sends his boys to Mac when they are ready to start taking other cocks. Mac then uses them and tells SIR if he thinks they’re worth keeping around.” He turned to face me, “When did SIR start fucking you?” “About ten hours ago,” I said a little sheepishly. “Seriously, you took your first load from SIR this morning?” “Yeah, um, last night I guess,” it seemed odd to be saying out loud what had happened to me, “he drugged me and I agreed to let a bunch of guys breed me, and then he sent me a video of it and told me to call him when I was ready for more. I, well...” I knew this must sound so wrong, but I had loved it, “I just called him right then and went over to his place and he fucked me. After he came he told me he was POZ, which freaked me out for a minute, but it felt so good that all I could think about was getting him to fuck me again,” the words were poring out of me in a word vomit confession, “and so I took four more loads from him. While I was walking home I texted him saying I wanted more cock and he directed me here.” “Jesus, you came around faster then I did. It took a week of daily breedings from Mac before he sent me to SIR. So you’ve got at least five loads in you hole right now?” “Yeah, if there’s any left from last night.” “Turn around, and bend over, I wanna see really fast.” I did as he asked and turned around, grabbing my cheeks as I bent over to really show off my hole. “Fuck, he ran a finger over my hole, Mac’s gonna love that. Come on we’ve kept him waiting long enough.” The hallway into the apartment proper was a rather long one, Greg led me all the way to the end when on the right hand side was a large open arch that opened onto a spacious loft. The left hand side was entirely composed of windows that looked out over the city, Freedom tower glinting in the distance. Facing the windows sitting on a gray, square armed, modern looking sofa was what could only be a younger version of SIR. At probably 35, the man who I correctly guessed to be Mac, had a dark brown beard, a neatly combed haircut, broad shoulders, powerful chest, and was covered in dark brown hair. My eyes only lingered on these features for a moment before falling to the thick veined cock he was fisting. My mouth started to water an my hole clenched several times just at the sight of it. “Well, don’t just stand there cunt, come and get on your knees.” He said gruffly, I rushed forward and fell to my knees between his wide spread legs. His hands landed on the back of my head and pushed me down so that I had no choice but to take his fat cock down my throat. “My fucktoy’s been keeping me hard for you. I’m gonna fill you up with a few more POZ loads before I send you on to your next stop. Now that you’ve shown SIR you’re a horny cumdump he’s planned a full night of load taking for you. Hope your cunt is up to it. SIR seems to think so, and he’s rarely wrong.” My hole twitched at his words and I slurped his cock down with even more gusto. I pressed myself forward, willing more and more of his cock down my throat. Quickly his shaft grew slick with throat juice as I slobbered up and down its considerable length. A blowjob; however, was clearly not Mac’s main focus. After what was no more then five minutes he pulled me off of his dick and said in a gruff breathy voice, “Sit on it.” I leapt to my feet and clambered up onto the couch so I was squatting over his lap facing him. With one hand on the back of the couch to steady myself I used the other to aim his cock at my desperate hole, and with no lube other then my spit and the cum that was still inside of me, I sat down on his cock slowly. His cock was thicker then SIR’s but not as long. I groaned as his unusually broad, blunt cock head stretched my sphincter wide. His cock felt as thought it increased in girth down its entire length so that by the time I felt my ass cheeks come to rest on Mac’s hairy thighs I was shaking a reveling in being stretched further then I had ever thought possible before. Mac gave me a few moments to get used to his thick cock before, his hands under my ass, he lifted me, and then slowly lowered me back down onto his cock. He did this several times, each time lifting me a little bit higher. I started to lift myself up, dropping down hard on his cock, feeling his head punching against my guts. My hole was twitching around his cock, and my breath came in short gasps each time he pulled out. After what seemed like a blissful eternity, Mac pushed me down, hard, on his cock, his head pressing against my second sphincter and making me cry out. I could feel my inner hole giving way, and as it did Mac flipped us over so that now I was laying on my back on the couch, my legs wrapped around him. Mac used the added leverage of our new position to force his cock past my second hole. I cried out in pleasure and pain, but had no time to get used to what had just happened as Mac now began to pound me so hard that my entire body shook with the force of it. “God,” he grunted, “SIR was right, your cunt is made for cock.” Mac didn’t slow down or lessen his assault on my hole for what I can only assume was fifteen minutes. I could tell that my hole would be bruised but I also knew somewhere in the back of my mind that I didn’t care and it wouldn’t stop me from taking Mac’s cock more. Sweat poured off of his and splattered against my shaking body. I cried out, moaning and grunting with every thrust. Somewhere in the back of my mind I wondered if there were neighbors close by who could hear Mac destroying my hole. “You ready for your first load from me boy?” Mac asked after what had to be a full quarter of an hour of unrelenting pounding. “You ready for your next dose of POZ cum?” ‘Yes,” I yelled, “breed me! Fill me up! POZ my cunt!” His only response was a wicked smile and slamming into my ass a few times even harder then before, punching through my second sphincter each time. Then I knew he was coming, he growled and shoved his dick as deep as he could. Almost his entire load went past my inner ring, and I reveled in it. He did not pull out but instead, began to fuck me very slowly. “With a cunt a nice as yours ill probably be able to get out six loads before I go soft. You ready for that boy?” “Yes, my hole is yours.” “Good answer.”

Part 1 My name in Bradley Bartholomew Barrington. It was during my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18 and was starved for sex. I had heard from people I chatted with on line that the bathhouse was a great place to lose my virginity. I was warned to be careful since most guys who went to the baths preferred to fuck raw. As much as bareback sex war a turn on, I knew it could be risky. Most of my straight friends preferred to fuck their girlfriend without rubbers, but I didn't want to catch anything so early in my sex life. I worked things out with a friend to cover for me so I could hit the bathhouse on a Friday night. I followed some advice I was given and made sure I was 'cleaned out' and ready to be fucked (if it came too that), heading to the bathhouse around 10 pm, trying to get in before it got too busy and they increased the cover to get inside. I parked down the block not wanting anyone to recognize my car in the parking lot and walked down the block. I made sure to have my own rubbers to use and walked down the block. I walked I through the door where a cute guy (maybe in his mid to late 20's) greeted me asking me for my ID and if I wanted a room or locker. I asked how much for each and was told $40 for a room and $15 a locker. I only had $20 and went for a locker. He gave me a towel and a key and told me that with the locker I was good for 48 hours before I'd have to renew the locker. He could tell this was my first visit to the baths and he suggested I check out the hot tub first. I found my locker, stripped down and put my towel around my slim waist. I'm sure to most of the guys there I looked too young to be I the bathhouse. At 5'8", 130 pounds, with barely enough hair above my 7"cock, arm pits and legs they'd all think I was barely 16, but, of course, I had to be legal to through the door. Once I was situated I made my way around checking things out. It wasn't the crowded but I found a cute guy (close to my age by the looks of it, I'm guessing early 20's). I'm guessing he was about 6' and had a nice slim, swimmer's build with a smooth muscular chest. He was sitting on the edge of the hot tub and I guess that was a good place as any to relax for a while before checking out more if the place. I sat across from him and he smiled at me as his cock began to grow (as did my own). He motioned for me to come sit by him and I figured that this was a good if time as any to meet someone. I moved over to his side of the hot tub and sat down as he moved into the tub to join me under the water. He introduced himself as Seth and commented that he'd never seen me around before tonight. I admitted that I had just turned 18 and wanted to check this place out. He told me about himself that he was 26 and came her for the first time about the same age and he was guided in the baths by an experienced older guy. He added that I needed to be careful, that many guys would want to prey on a cute young thing like me. I let him know that I was aware of that and I only play safe and showed him that I bought my own rubbers. He leaned in close to me giving me a kiss on my ear as he said that he played safe too, then suggested we go back to his room and get to know each other better. He now gave me a real kiss on the lips as our tongues mixed in a heated exchange. He then guided my hand to his hard cock and then placed his hand on mine. I could tell he was experienced as we got really into making out. He stood up and took me by the hand leading me from the hot tub, down the hall and towards his room. Once we got to his room we went inside and he shut the door behind us. The room consisted of a large bed, with a TV in the corner and a small bathroom with a shower. He kissed me again as he guided me down on the bed. He paused to ask me if I smoked pot. I let him know that I loved weed. He pulled out a water bong and lit it up taking the first hit before handing the bong to me for me to get a nice hit. He told me to hit it again since he'd smoked earlier I the night. I took five good hits as he urged me on and DAMN, it was good shit! While I was smoking Seth began to suck my hard cock. The more I smoked the more sensitive my cock was getting. I've never had weed affect me like this, and I liked it. After the fifth hit he came up and sucked the smoke from my mouth before I could exhale. This turned into another great kiss before he guided my head to his hard cock. I never realized the size of his tool until I tried to go down I him. I had sucked off a couple classmates off, but none of their cocks were as big as his. Seth sensed my inexperience with his size and coached me as I took more and more of his cock into my mouth. Soon his cock was at the entrance to my throat and I want sure I could take him in any further until he told me to inhale through my nose as I went down on him. The next time I went down I took a deep breath through my nose as I felt Seth's hands on the back of my head. When his cock hit my throat he applied a little bit of pressure I the back of my head and his cock slid into my throat. He had me hold it there for a little while before letting me move back up so I could let my breath out before breathing in again as I went back down. This time I was able to get him into my throat on my own. I began to get a nice rhythm going hoping I'd get my first taste of cum, especially as none of the guys I had sucked in the past had ever cum, so I really wanted to see what cum tasted like. I could tell he was getting close when he pulled me off of his hard cock letting me know there was plenty of time for me to swallow cum later. He wanted to smoke some more with me. He packed the pipe with some more pot and I wasn't sure, but it looked like he added something else, but I didn't care, I was getting alive and getting very horny. While I lit up and took a couple of hits, Seth pulled a bottle of Gatorade from his bag and took a drink then offered me some as he took the pipe from me. After working on his cock my mouth was in need of something wet. I took a big drink as Seth the pipe offering me the smoke from his lungs. After that shotgun I was still thirsty and Seth told me that I could finish the bottle since he had more. I downed the rest of the bottle and took the bong from him and took a few good hits. It was at this time Seth pushed me onto my back, lifted my legs and began to lick my hole. I've read abut rimming and this was my first time experiencing the pleasure. I began to feel very hot and my horniness grew as I seemed to ever a slight fog. As Seth expertly tongued my hole the sensation sent my senses into overdrive. He also began to finger my hole and, as he put it, ready it for his cock. He was gentle at first as he explained he needed to stretch me open and that it might burn a bit as he opened me up. While he was working me open he told me to look at the video on the TV, that what was happening to the twink on the screen was going to happen to me soon. In the video the twink was getting fucked by another young guy. The one thing that caught my attention was that the twink was getting fucked raw, but I knew Seth says he played safe so I wasn't worried. Everything was good with him sticking in one finger. Then he rimmed me some more and warned that he was going to try two fingers with some lube. I felt his two digits ease inside me as he flexed them to help 'stretch me' and I felt the burn he mentioned. It didn't last long before I felt a third finger side I with ease as Seth kissed and licked my inner thighs. He has me moaning as he worked my hole open. When Seth pulled his fingers from I felt so empty I begged him to stick them back inside me. He wasn't one to disappoint as he slid three fingers back in flexing them as he had done with his two earlier again I felt the burn as he stretched me open. This elicited a pleasurable moan from me as he worked in deeply. Then, when he pulled his fingers out, he said it was time to get me laid.

About three years ago, my nephew confided to my husband and I that he thought he was gay. He was 15 at the time, not exactly the family genius, but decent looking. We gave him our best advice, him living in the deep South, that keeping quiet about it would work well, and maybe explore more in college. A bit about us, we are both very conservative acting, straight laced guys. He is a college professor and I am an attorney. Both of us in our early 40s and been together for damn near 15 years. Both of us have been off and on stacks of anabolics since we were in our early 30s and we are built like brick shithouses. That said, we love our pig sex and slamming from time to time. Both of us have seen guys go down the rabbit hole with Ms. Tina, and we want nothing to do with that. So it stays a rare thing for us. We gave him the best advice that we could based on our own life experiences, but sometimes my nephew can be an idiot and not do as advised. It took some time, but holy shit, that boy could fuck up an anvil with a god damn banana. When he turned 18, right after Thanksgiving to be precise, he got caught sexting with another dude. My brother, his Dad, was livid and demanded that Derek move out of his house. This boy adored his father, but his Dad rejected him completely. I have always been at a loss as to why, since he has no issue with me being gay at all. Maybe its that I am his older brother, or maybe that I am just plain bigger than he is to this day... Who knows? I had planned a trip home to see my aging parents at Christmas, as I always do. On Christmas Day, Jake and I (Cheyenne) piled into my truck and headed south. It took about 13 hours, but we arrived and crashed at my folks' place. It was the first time they had seen me in a year, so the usual celebrations ensued, and finally Jake and I had pounded some Jack Daniels and were off to bed. The next day, Derek pulled us aside, explained what he did, and what happened. We were both pissed, but not much that we could do about it. I agreed to talk to my brother. I knew that wasn't going anywhere, so finally we agreed that Derek could head back with us to Chicago, where we would enroll him in the local public high school so that he could at least finish school. He returned with us, and our houseboy Mark very quickly became friends with him. Now, with a six figure house hold income, neither of us had planned on raising a kid, but now damnit, we apparently had one. It became tighter than we had planned. The food bill for a teen, plus the hidden Copenhagen habit of mine really added up. Pretty soon, my husband was asking about receipts and what was happening to our money. "What the fuck is going on? We are spending way too much?" Jake screamed... " We have a hungry teen boy and a 20 something houseboy" I replied... Then one Friday night we planned a slam session. I was tottally cleaned out as usual, but Dereck required some training. It finally worked out and he got it all taken care of. He was clearly quite nervous. Downstairs to the basement we went. He crawled up in our sling without command, as if he knew what awaited him. It was obvious that Derrk knew what a sling was. Painfully obvious. Crawling right in, he laid back and relaxed. "'Baby boy, you know what is gonna happen to ya?" Jake aked No Sir, but its gonna be good Sir." he responded stay tuned for more?..

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.

Hey toxic fuckers. I’ll be bringing my, probably, neg hole to SF soon. I’m looking for nsa fucking. Any charged up fuckers who just need a hole to use and breed, hit me up. Only looking for poz fuckers off meds

AND - both of these cases coincided with cancer - the treatments for which appear to have affected the HIV virus - and bone marrow transplants were involved as well. Just good to know.

Awesome, eh? I’m almost obsessed with holding what a Top puts in me, ive slept overnight with it and even if I have the urge to evacuate, i resist. I do the same with loads of cum, I just tell my body to hold it. I recommend holding it, it can be done

i've had several experiences, including my first, where a Top pissed in me after breeding me (without asking permission), each time they pulled out without spilling a drop. i may have an unsusal ability to hold onto fluid?, but i've been stealth pissed a couple of times at an ABS and didn't realize it till i got home. i think my 'second sphincter' must be exceptionally tight, i have to be careful after douching to make sure i get all the water out. So, if a Top pisses beyond that point, it's pretty well contained with me.

First Vegas load. I flew in yesterday and started posting as soon as I got to my room. Lots of lookers. Long story short, a sexy stud from the next place over, I'm at Treasure Island, messaged me. He was looking for a chub bottom... Good thing - I fit the bill! I messaged him back and went to meet him downstairs. He did not disappoint. Yum! Got to the room, got naked, and I took my place between this stud bbc's legs. Licked and nibbled my way to his cockhead and out came some precum from that 8" piece of meat. Tasty. He was on the edge so he pulled me up for some body contact. Both our cocks rubbing and smearing self lube between us. Then he was ready. I needed him to start slow since its been awhile. It didn't take long and we were in full heat mode. He said he loved using my hole. I told him to do what you want with it. He was gonna fill it. He switched me to the edge of the bed and picked up the pace and was thrusting harder. No words, he just stopped balls deep. I was getting his sperm like I was meant to. Nice guy and welcomed him to stop by anytime over the next 3 days while I'm here. Hope he messages. He left with a smile and now I'm back to looking for more filling.

just took a few loads in a guys apartment from a couple of men and their best friend. they fuck me semi regularly. showed up with 3 other guys loads in me cause they like my hole to be sloppy

I just needed to cum so badly, I have been edging for over 8 hours with poppers and porn. So I found a guy on doublist who wanted to play orally. I am a bottom, but when I start rimming ass, I like to fuck. Especially when I’m high on poppers, and I need to breed. So we started off with me sucking on his long cock, which couldn’t get hard, but then I sniffed the poppers and then began eating his hole, it was perfect, hairy and clean. I handed him the poppers and he took a deep inhale, I could feel him loosening up and soon my tongue was inside of his plump man hole. He wa moaning loudly as i tongues his puffed up ass lips. I really enjoyed eating his hole. I came up to suck his cock and my own cock was hard and I was leaking precum like crazy, I took some from my piss slit and rubbed it in his hole, then slowly went back to eating his tasty man cunt, my cock wanted in and so did I. I brought condoms, lube and poppers, but all I wanted to use was the lube and poppers. So I took another hit and bright my stiff cock up to his wet hole. I then started pushing my cock into his hole and then filled his hole in one quick thrust, he was gasping and not resisting me, I started teasing his hole with my cock and taking long strokes in and out, my cock was lubing his hole as my precum was flowing, he was begging for it. And I knew he wanted my load, I spinner him over on his stomach and made him take a few popper hits and I did the same, my cock was sliding in and out at a furious pace and I knew I was close, I slammed into his hole as hard as I could and then started to cum, I filled that hole while he kept gripping my cock and taking it all in while my arm was around his throat and I was biting his neck. I then pulled out and wiped off. I then left his home without a word

Fucking hot! Wish everyday was like that!

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

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

Sorry, The London Patient Is In Remission, Not 'Cured' Of HIV Don't let the headlines confuse you or Trump convice you that we can cure HIV. That's not how to erradicate the virus. https://goo.gl/As3xx7 I think most people missed the real point, that is not the cure, rather what we may learn from the fact that after the transplant the virus seems to be gone.

This was apparently reported in the NY Times, i think it's legit. But reading the article, the similarity is that each case resulted after a bone marrow transplant in cancer patients. That's an extreme process that involves "conditioning" where the immune system is virtually neutralized (ironic, eh?) to help prevent rejection of the transplant. Chemo or radiation therapy is used to do this. i'd be interested to read the journal reports on this as i suspect that it's that destructive process that ends up killing off the the virus too. With meds, the virus is suppressed to the point of "undetectable," but manages to hide... apparently the process of getting a bone marrow transplant gets the 'hidden' or "undetectable" virus as well. Not a wonderfully viable option and not likely to replace suppression as an option unless you are crazy rich, want and can afford the procedure.

Part 25 - Ben's Week Monday morning came around like any other Monday, Adam picked Ethan up and they headed off to college. Angelo went off to his office to conclude some important meetings which could potentially lead to a massive upscale the software usage by 2 companies that Raffa had put in a good word and got them in touch with Angelo. On top of that Ethan's parents were coming to dinner on Wednesday as Angelo wanted to use his father to finalise the contract negotiations. Ethan and Adam sat in the cafeteria having coffee when they saw Ben walk in, Ethan watched as he seemed pretty much like the Ben he knew for years heading in his direction. He joined them at the table just as Franco walked in and wandered over. "Franco how are you, you were pretty drunk on Saturday?" Adam asked as Franco sat down. Franco shook his head "Bad day yesterday but okay today" he turned to Ben "What happened with you and Mark?" Ben grinned back Franco "Nothing really, we have agreed to go on a date" he replied and Franco smiled. "Actually they slept together Saturday night" Ethan offered knowing that was what Franco was aiming for. Franco laughed "Good job Ben" he said holding his fist for out for a fist bump from Ben who obliged. "We didn't get up to anything though" Ben said sitting back in his chai as they others began chuckling. The bell sounded signalling the start of lessons in 5 minutes, they all clambered out and headed off in their respective directions. Monday lunchtime saw Franco and Ben meeting in the grounds as they both came from the same lecture building, Franco had to run to catch Ben up as they walked together towards the cafeteria. They were halfway across from the building when Ben swore he heard his name being shouted so he looked around but couldn't see anyone familiar who would be calling him. Franco looked at him "I heard it as well, but maybe it was another Ben". "Probably" Ben replied as they carried on, then unmistakably he heard his name called again. Franco looked to the right "Ben someone is waving coming towards you" he nodded. Ben turned and saw his face "Oh fuck I don't believe it". Franco snickered "What?". "He was working in the store yesterday, when Ethan and I went to get Milk" Ben said looking worried. Franco patted his shoulder "Don't worry I will look after you" he said nodding. "I thought you were ignoring me Ben" Joshua said catching up. Ben grimaced "Sorry Joshua I didn't know you were at this college". Joshua laughed "Yeah but I knew you came here, seen you around. I had no idea you were gay". "Oh" Ben looked flustered. "So I kind of was wondering if you wanted to go out with me?" Joshua asked looking at Ben. Ben look at him cautiously "As in friends?". Joshua smiled "Yes if you like, to start with". Ben shook his head "Sorry, but I am errm kind of seeing someone" feeling strange as he said the words. It was evident Joshua was not happy "Oh, well think before you flirt with someone in the future". Joshua turned and walked off muttering under breath and Ben caught the words 'fucking wind up', he knew Joshua was not impressed but he also feared that he may talk about it and word would spread and get back to his family. They finally got to the cafeteria and met up with Ethan and Adam, he told Ethan about Joshua who was somewhat surprised to the point of being gobsmacked. Ethan could sense Ben's worry and tried reassure him. Franco left for another lecture whilst the boys remained since they had a free period before they resumed, it was during the extended break that Ethan spotted Joshua coming in and sitting down on his own head firmly in his phone. Ethan watched him for a good few minutes and he seemed to be quite alone sat there in his own world. Ethan told Ben and Adam to wait there as he was going to see if Joshua would join them, he stood up and walked to the other side of the cafeteria where Joshua sat, he looked up seeing Ethan standing there. "Come to gloat and wind me up even more?" Joshua said then returned to his phone. Ethan sat down "Joshua sorry about yesterday it wasn't meant to lead you on". Joshua looked at Ethan "Okay" he returned to his phone. "We didn't even know that you were. Joshua do you want to come and sit with us?" Ethan said in a genuine manner. "Josh" Joshua replied "my name is Josh" he looked up at Ethan. Ethan smiled "Well Josh, why don't you come and sit with us" Ethan pointed over to where Ben was sat. Joshua looked "You know Adam" nodding over to where he sat. "Do you know him Josh?" Ethan asked nodding his head. Joshua shook his head "No, know of him but never had the nerve to speak to him or anyone else here". Ethan stood up "Come on Josh us boys need to stick together". Josh smiled and thanked Ethan and joined them at the table. The four of them spent the period talking and getting to know Josh and he them, as they parted Adam told him that they always meet here in the morning and at lunchtimes and he is always welcome as a friend if he wanted to sit with them. He thanked them for being friendly and disappeared off to his lecture. Ben looked at Ethan and Adam "You think he is lonely, maybe a bit scared like I was?". "Definitely" Adam replied "hopefully he won't say anything about yesterday" feeling a stirring in his briefs thinking about Josh. Wednesday came around pretty quick for Ben and he spent most the day as a nervous wreck thinking that Mark may not turn up, has he had second thoughts, did he like him... anything and everything was flashing in his head as he finally got changed to meet him. He left his house at a quarter to six so he could walk casually and slowly to steady his own nerves. He turned the corner on to the main street and his eyes instantly drawn to the parked car, leaning against the car head buried in his phone was Mark. Ben felt a sense of elation seeing him there early waiting his steps never faltering as he got closer. It was the short walk when Ben realised how much he was looking forward to seeing Mark, the memory of them laying in bed together naked, the closeness of their bodies. A warmth unlike which he had never felt before spread through his body, the short sleeved shirt Mark wore accentuated the muscle in his arms, when Mark turned to look down the street Ben was completely captivated by his handsomeness. Seeing Ben he put the phone in his pocket and smiled still casually leaning back against the car watching him draw closer, the innocence on his face and cuteness was overwhelming for Mark. Never did he think he would find the right type of guy and one that was clearly so in to him as well, such was his excitement for Ben he had to stop himself from rushing down to kiss him. "Hello Ben" Mark smiled at Ben as he came to a stop. Ben smiled leaning against the car next to Mark "Hello Mark, you haven't lost interest then". Mark slid his hand into Ben's "No, I know what I want, any regrets from the weekend then?". Ben squeezed Mark's hand "Absolutely not" he replied starring down at the road. Mark glanced sideways at Ben "God I want to kiss you badly". Ben chuckled and looked at him "Yeah me to, I do have a confession though I am wearing your underwear". Mark laughed and lifted the band of his underwear up "And I am wearing yours". Ben chuckled again "I hope you washed them" he said looking at Mark who just winked. Mark nodded for Ben to get in to the car "Where would you like to go?". Ben sat in the passenger seat waiting for Mark to settle "Don't know where would you suggest? "Are you hungry?" Mark asked starting the car. Ben nodded "Yes, been saving myself" he said without realising the connotation. Mark laughed "I bet you have". Ben smiled leaning his head back "I guess we could go to Mel's Diner in town". Mark nodded and asked Ben to guide him where it was. They walked in to the diner side by side but not holding hands as they didn't want to attract any attention, after all they were two guys out for dinner. For a Wednesday evening the diner was pretty quiet, taking a seat in a private booth sitting opposite to each other Ben looked at Mark as he settled in. He was nervous but at the same time excited being with Mark, unlike Angelo who struck a very different chord Mark was more just an ordinary guy who could fit in anywhere but he happened to be very good looking, he exuded calmness and likeability by the dozen and a few heads turned to look at him as they made their way to the booth. "What's good here Ben" Mark asked browsing through the menu. Ben didn't even think before he spoke "You" then went bright red thinking how much of a slut he must sound. Mark chuckled "Careful I am hungry" he replied without looking at Ben. Ben smiled "How hungry are you Mark?" he said feeling somewhat braver. Mark looked up "Silly question Ben, I thought my hunger for you transparent" winking as he said so. Ben looked down at his menu smiling "Good" he replied "Burgers are very good here". "Burger it is then" Mark closed his menu to focus on Ben. There they sat enjoying each other's company, dining and laughing for several hours until Ben broke the evening up as he had to go home before curfew on a college night. Mark resided himself to this although it did feel strange dating someone who was still in college and on the other hand he also knew that obeying parents was part of the package with Ben. Those few hours of privacy brought many things out that they both had in common which made the conversation flow seamlessly and bringing them closer together. "Thank you for dinner I really enjoyed myself" he said standing up. "Me to Ben" Mark stood and walked out with Ben to the car. Ben looked at Mark as they pulled away from the diner "So are we going on a date Saturday?" he asked. Mark glanced at Ben "Yes of course we are, why?" he replied with a concerned look on his face. "No reason, what are we going... I mean what sort of date?" Ben asked a little tongue tied. Mark smiled and patted his leg "Though we would go in to the city if that's okay with you?". Ben nodded "Yeah, I would like that, don't get to go in to NY very much". "Great, we will go around lunchtime and spend the day there and catch a movie" he said seeing a happy looking Ben. Ben looked down the dark street "Well I ought to get going" he turned and kissed Mark on the lips. "Enough of that, or you will end up being late in" Mark said stroking the side of Ben's face. Ban walked down the round watching the headlights of Mark's car as it turned in the road then plundering him in to the darkness as Mark went in the opposite direction. He made it through the door just in time for curfew and headed upstairs to his room. Margarite watched as Ben skipped up the stairs humming to himself, curiosity was getting the better of her as she had to know why her son was so happy the last few days. She contemplated and wondered if Ethan's influence on him was part to blame, shaking her head as she knew Ethan well enough and had never suspected a thing about him in the first place and plus she heard he only had eyes for this Angelo man. Ban came out of the shower and dried himself off, he got the Mark's briefs and slipped them on. He pulled his journal out of the closet and laid on his stomach on the bed turning to a the next blank page. He wrote Wednesday 31st October and underlined it "Well journal my quiet but listening friend I had a Wednesday unlike any other, mostly as the day dragged on and on listening to the lecturers droning on about computer sciences. Oh I hate Wednesday at college but then I'm not as smart enough as Ethan to go down the legal route but sharp enough to indulge in to technology and software. But that was the worst part over with, I jiggled and fiddled from late afternoon until 6pm trying to keep my mind busy and focused on other things. You would be right in assuming what I wrote in you about Sunday, I am going out to dinner with him and before you get cocky it is no date, just dinner. I felt somewhat turned on when I put his briefs on earlier and yes I am still wearing them, it is as if I am as close to him as if we were in bed. He told me he had mine on and I am almost certain he hadn't washed them from when I unintentionally shot cum in them, is he a dirty gay bloke or just like me? I often question that when he stole them from me. Anyway dinner was great we chatted for well over 2 hours and more and more I got to know and like him. Ethan told me I will know in my heart if I love him and that I would see it in his eyes, I can't explain my feelings or emotions about him but I feel like electricity runs through my body when he is near. Maybe that is what loving someone does to my body, loving someone, I can't believe I just wrote it or even if I meant it but I am no longer ashamed to admit it anymore. Anyway it is bed time and college tomorrow." he closed the journal and rolled on to his back hugging the pillow. Ben woke up and realised he had dozed off laying on the bed, it was 2am, he put the journal back in the closet and went back to bed. His thoughts on one thing only a feeling of emptiness in his bed. Earlier that evening Ethan's family had joined them for dinner it was in face a very ordinary family dinner, Jack had fell in love with Angelo in his own way, Ellie and Sophie just adored him. Angelo and Jack had been discussing some work for the past half an hour in the dining room and Ellie was serving coffee with Ethan's help who was keen to show he was becoming helpful around the house. Ellie sat down next to Ethan "Is Angelo teaching you to be more self reliant?". Ethan nodded "Yeah, he is teaching me how to cook and eat healthily". "You know Margarite and I are speaking again, think she is jealous about Sandra and me" Ellie said chuckling. "Well she didn't do herself any favours I still don't like her" Sophie interjected in to the conversation. Ethan put his around his sister "I know but don't hold it against her Soph" he said to her. "Ben and you are getting along again? Ellie asked Ethan. He nodded "Yes better than ever, a lot of things have become clearer" choosing his words carefully. "He is gay you know" Sophie said playing with her phone and looking up. Ellie looked at Ethan then Sophie "What on earth makes you think that?". Sophie looked up "He has never had a girlfriend and... well have you never seen the way he looks at Ethan?". "Hell Sophie is there anything you don't know?" Ethan asked her laughing. Ellie looked at Ethan "Well?" she asked and Ethan gently nodded his head. "Please do not say anything, let Ben do this in his time" Ethan appealed to his mother and sister. "Only because you asked Ethan" Ellie said nodding her head "I won't say anything and nor will Sophie". Sophie raised her head from her phone "So you two never did anything then?". "Sophie" Ellie exclaimed sounding cross. Ethan laughed and shook his "No Sophie, but I did kiss him Sunday morning". Ethan watched as for once his mother actually laughed and joined in the conversation, obviously having Adam's mother Sandra as a friend was rewarding as she was showing much more compassion and openness now. Angelo and Jack came back in to the room both very happy and telling them the news that Jack was going to help Angelo as Legal counsel for the next few contract negotiations. Angelo sat down next to Ethan who cuddled up next to him in front of his parents who didn't even flinch and carried on in conversation. The last few days of the week went by quickly and Josh was fast becoming part of their group, Adam had already told Tony about him describing him as your standard college football jock with mousy blonde hair solidly built and the current college wrestling team champion that he had held for 2 years now. The one thing Adam liked was how he was always attracting the girls and seeing their disappointed faces but it didn't stop them trying it with him. Josh on the other hand fancied Ben, he also had a thing for Ethan and he knew about Adam's notorious sexual antics from campus gossip and dreaming of sexing him in a very big way. Franco on the other hand was well out bounds he didn't quite know where he stood with him sometimes but he had to admit his biggest crush was now Franco, he was just happy though being included in the group. Ben slipped on Mark's briefs again and stood in front of his mirror, well Ben he thought to himself, I guess this is it and no going back now, you are gay so deal with it. Turning in the mirror looking at his reflection before continuing to dress for his day out with Mark on their first official date. He walked outside to the sunny but chilly day, rumours were abound about a snow storm but it's exact trajectory was still unknown but they had put a warning out of heavy snow fall if it hit. He was dressed warmly enough walking up the road just before 11am, turning the corner he saw the car and Mark leaning against it watching him as he appeared. There no mistake about the smile that appeared on Mark's face seeing him approaching. The car was parked at the station as they took the train into the city. Up the Empire State building round to Rockefeller plaza and finally Greenwich Village by 4pm where they grabbed a bit to eat. Ben was in awe at the whole gayness of the area it was as if he had walked in to a perfect utopia, his eyes working like radars picking everything up from his surroundings. Leaving the bistro Mark took hold of Ben's hand as they walked around the village. "Where to now?" Ben asked squeezing Mark's hand. Mark nodded "Here I want to see this film how about it?" he asked. "Sure, is it on Netflix?" Ben asked. Mark looked at him "No here in the cinema". Ben looked slightly confused "Oh you have to watch it with other people?". Mark laughed "Yes, have you never been to the cinema before?". Ben laughed "No" he read the poster for the film currently showing Call Me By Your Name "Strange title". Mark smiled as he escorted Ben in side, they sat in the middle row still holding hands throughout the film. Both quiet and watching the film unfolding, Ben wiped a tear from his eye at the closing credits and the lights came on. "What did you think?" Mark asked leaning over to kiss Ben and cuddle him. Ben cleared his throat "Beautiful film but sad at the end". Mark smiled "Wasn't it!, I will buy you the book to read it goes on much further than the film". "Really, thanks I would love to read the full story" Ben sounded excited. Mark looked at his phone "Nearly 7pm what time do you have to be home?" Ben looked at him "No curfew tonight" Ben shivered as a cool draught rushed in from where people where now leaving, many hurrying. They walked out to the foyer which was still crowded trying to make their way to the exit. Mark spoke to one person asking what was going on and found out that the snow storm had hit full on from NY along to Boston. They finally exited to the cold wind howling and the snow falling heavily, some 6 inches had already fallen. "Now what?" Ben asked as they made their way to midtown. Mark looking at his phone said to Ben "Trains cancelled no way of getting home tonight". "I better call my mother to let her know" Ben said and they stopped in a office front recess for shelter. Mark called in a favour from a friend who worked as duty manager for a hotel in Times Square "Come on he have a room". Ben put his phone away "Roads are all blocked in Harrison". They walked the 15 minutes through the blizzard condition cold and wet until they reached The Chatwal hotel, Mark's friend was in the foyer with the key to the room, they had a quick conversation then he escorted up to the room apologising that he had to give them a suite. Mark shook hands with his friend who looked at Ben who was clearly feeling the cold and said he would send some hot chocolate up and then left them alone. Ben sat there stunned how amazing the room was, he had never been in a 5 star hotel or in the top suites he was inspecting everything as Mark sat on the bed laughing at his detective work. "Come on Ben you need to get out of those clothes, there are robes in the bathroom" Mark said taking his coat off. Ben came back from the bathroom wearing the robe giggling "Feels amazing" causing Mark to smile. "Won't be a minute" Mark said disappearing in to the bathroom. There was a knock at the door and a muffled voice "Room Service" Mark called Ben to get the door. Ben opened the door and let the guy in who was carrying a tray as he passed by Ben he took a glance and went over to the table in the suite to set up the drinks. Ben watched the room service steward whom he guessed must be around 25, packing a tight body within his shirt and his ass just looked amazing in his work trousers. Ben wandered over and sat on the sofa looking at his name badge which read Darius, he suddenly remembered the Joshua incident so decided to keep his mouth shut. "Your hot chocolate and cookies sir, definitely needed on a night like this" Darius said warmly. Ben almost giggled but kept his composure "Thank you, and yes didn't see this coming". Darius continued in his professional way "We never see snow like this where I am from, but it should pass in a few hours". Ben just couldn't help himself "Where are you from?" he asked. Darius smiled "Venezuela, to hot for snow" his eyes flitting between Ben and the tray. "Is that the hot chocolate?" Mark asked coming out of the bathroom drying his hair wrapped in his own robe. Darius turned to see Mark "Yes sir all ready for you" he turned back to Ben smiling and winked. "Great I need this to get the cold out of my bones" Mark replied sitting next to Ben on the sofa. Darius smiled again at Ben "If you need anything else please call, have a great evening gentlemen". Mark watched Darius leave turning and nodding as he did so with a smile "So obvious" Mark said. Ben laughed and sat back "You think he is?". Mark put his arm around Ben "Clearly, he was looking at you with some perverse thought of getting you in to bed". Ben laughed and play wrestled with Mark until he got him on his back and savagely kissed him hard on the mouth. Ben laid there giggling as horny as hell and just loving being with him. Mark put the TV on and the cuddled up to Ben on the sofa with the hot chocolate and curtains open watching between the TV weather report and the snowfall. Ben sipped his hot chocolate with one eye on Mark "This is bliss" he said. "What is?" Mark asked. Ben smiled "You, me, hot chocolate and no one else". Mark nodded "I like having you to myself". Ben stroked Mark's chest "So I get to sleep with you again" he said kissing Mark's neck. Mark smiled and glanced at him "I think some force is pushing us together this time". Ben looked at him "Is it what you want?". Mark kissed his head "Yes it is". "I know it is what I want Mark" Ben said resting his head against Mark's chest. Mark stroked Ben's head "I knew it when I first clapped eyes on you Ben". "Good, I am happy being with you" Ben voice slightly muffled by Mark's robe but he knew what he said. "You can see me a lot more when I move to Larchmont next week" Mark looked at Ben. Ben smiled "You are?" he tightened his arms around Mark and buried his head deeper against him. They finished the hot chocolate and used the complimentary toothbrushes cleaning their teeth together, walking back in to the bedroom they slipped into bed turning the lights out with just the glow from the street lighting and snowfall coming through the window. Ben turned and kissed Mark on the chest crossing over to his nipple which he tenderly licked and sucked ever so sweetly, Mark's hands roamed across Ben's head and he arched his neck back and moaned softly at Ben's gentle movements. There was no doubt that Ben was turning him on he could sense the anticipation in the air and knew that tonight would see them venturing alone together. Mark felt the hardness in Ben's cock rubbing against his leg as he moved higher towards Mark's neck and mouth where finally their lips came together and their tongues met, sensually caressing their saliva melding. Ben manoeuvred his body on top of Mark whilst his legs slipped between Mark's, a look of genuine surprise flashed across Mark's face as his legs caressed around Ben's legs gradually working their up until they settled around his hips. Ben kissed Mark's lips and looked at him 'Can I?' he said crooning his words tenderly from his lips. Mark stared back at Ben and nodded what mattered was that they were going to have sex and he wanted to on so many levels. Mark felt Ben's cock pressing at his hole gradually feeling his legs being pushed higher, Ben kissed and licked at Mark's calves and thighs then in between his legs until his tongue finally met with Mark's ass. He gasped and pushed back against the headboard feeling Ben's tongue swirling around his hole and then diving in prising his hole open. Ben was completely lost having no idea where this was all coming from, yes he had seen on line videos of gay sex, but there was more it was an instinct telling him what and how to do it. He spat at Mark's hole and worked his saliva in and around it moistening it and all the time flickering in an and out of his Mark's hole who was moaning and gasping at this young guy so tenderly seducing him, and to what end he had no idea instead he levelled in his head and just floated away in his own excitement of being with Ben. His legs came to rest around Ben's hips as his mouth touched his and they began to devour each other in a heated passionate kiss both of them moaning and grabbing at each other not wanting to let go, a need burning to touch each other as they kissed. Ben looked down at Mark and positioned his cock pressing gently as Mark grabbed Ben's shoulder and moaned and winced as he felt the head of the cock pushing inside him slowly but purposefully, his legs shaking slightly 'fuck, slowly Ben' he said as he felt more and more of Ben's cock penetrating him. He felt pain, no wait was it ecstasy, he cried a little and gasped, no it was pain, oh god he cried out pulling Ben forward forcing the full length of the cock to penetrate him deeply. Ben groaned and moaned feeling a little discomfort but realised he was fully inside Mark who was panting quick breaths trying to adjust in between agonising spasms in his ass at what he had forced on himself by accidentally grabbing Ben. He stayed still looking in to Mark's eyes unsure for a moment if he had gone to fast but he saw a happiness staring back at him 'Do you want me to stop' Mark heard Ben asking. Mark just stared in to Ben's eyes for a moment 'No' he whispered back as he hands moved to Ben's hips assisting and guiding Ben for a few minutes until he found the rhythm. Ben's senses were overloaded, his cock was hard and at best was just over eight inches with the right girth to provide an immersive experience, it felt so good being inside Mark who was moaning and calling his name as Ben began to speed up, his balls hitting against Mark's ass caused him to shudder several times thinking he was going to orgasm, so many feelings and sensations ran through his body, all the time he watched Mark's face and stared in to his eyes. Ben felt his balls aching and but it felt to good he didn't want to pull his cock out. Mark reached up and kissed Ben harder causing him to slam his hips deeper in to Mark's ass as he began to orgasm and shoot his seed inside Mark's ass, Mark's arms wrapped around Ben's neck and shoulder firmly as his back arched and he groaned and cried in pleasure and pain that morphed in to a multitude of sensations. Ben collapsed on top of Mark panting and moaning under his breath as his balls settled back down from their own excitement. His arms went around Mark as they cuddled whilst Ben calmed down and his breathing settled returned to a normal state. "You okay?" Mark asked stroking his back. Ben laughed "God yeah, that was the first time I have even done that" he nuzzled in to Mark's neck. Mark kissed his head "Pretty darn good for a virgin then". Ben slowly pulled his still rock hard cock out of Mark and rolled on to his back "Thank you" he laughed. Mark kneeled up and kissed Ben's chest "My ever so sexy Ben". Ben ran his hand through Mark's hair "Can you umm... fuck me?". Mark looked at him "I can and want to but I don't have any condoms with me". Ben sat up "I don't care Mark, I love you to much to worry about that". Mark shook his head "Do you realise what you just said?" he stroked Ben's chest. Ben nodded "I am not worried about you being poz" he said. Mark smiled "Not that, you said you love me." he looked Ben in the eye "Did you mean it?". Ben looked back at Mark a little shocked "I think so, it's crazy in my head still". "But you did Ben" Mark's smile disappeared "I think you know how I feel about you". Ben reached over to touch Mark's face "Are you the one for me?". Mark kissed Ben's hand "You tell me Ben". Ben laid back down on the bed "Yes" he replied in manner of fact way. Mark was in no doubt about Ben's feelings towards him as he kissed his body "Are you absolutely sure Ben?". "Yes" Somehow Ben knew what Mark was talking about. Mark kissed him on the mouth "You won't regret or hate me if I gift you?". Ben looked at him "Gift me?" he asked in question. Mark nodded "If I fuck you without a condom you may end up poz, it is called gifting when you do it knowingly". Ben realised this was not a game and very real "Do you mind if we wait?" he sounded nervous and unsure. Mark laid down on top of Ben and kissed him gently "No, you need to be very clear about that decision". Ben stroked Mark's back "I.. you won't love me any less if it never happens?". Mark smiled and looked at him "No, I will love you in just the same way Ben". Mark sat up and kneeled at the side of ben and nodded to his cock "Blow me". Ben saw it was not a question but a command smiling up at Mark, he moved his head closer and his tongue ran over the head of Mark's cock who took a sharp intake of breath and shuddered in delight, his hand pulled Ben's head forward and his mouth went around and down on his cock. Mark made quiet moaning sounds as Ben learnt the art of sucking cock with Mark's guidance. He was enjoying the feeling of Mark's cock in his mouth sometimes going to deep and gagging slightly, he tasted a slightly salty slime in his mouth and Mark's toxic precum leaked and Ben used his tongue and mouth to coat the shaft of Mark's beautiful cock which stood proud and thick just under eight inches in length. He was engrossed in his work when he felt Mark's cock jump and sharply withdraw from his mouth as he began shooting his load over Ben's chest, Ben was rubbing his own cock and began shooting his second load of the evening over his stomach, watching Mark orgasm had caused Ben to do the same. Ben's chest was coated in huge wads of Mark's cum and he looked somewhat surprised whilst Mark chuckled and told him 'That's a normal size load'. Ben breathed heavily laying back on the bed his finger rubbed over the cum surrounding his left nipple that Mark had coated him with, he coated his finger and moved it slowly to his mouth and sucked tasting Mark's cum. Mark smiled and leaned down licking the cum then moved his head to Ben's waiting mouth where he kissed him with more roughness than usual, Ben's cock still raging hard began bouncing in the air as he got more and more turned on by Mark's more dominant and aggressive manner, by the fourth kiss Ben wriggled and arched his back as he shot his third load. The scene continued for several more hours until Mark collapsed on top of Ben and kissed him lovingly and smiled, Ben was laughing 'oh my god' he commented feeling as though he didn't have a care in the world. Tired from so much making out Mark let him roll on to his side and Mark took up position but instead of his cock parked between Ben's ass cheeks it was nestled up against his hole. Ben pulled the sheet over them and felt Mark's arms working their way around his body, within minutes they were both asleep. Ben woke startled at the knock on the door hearing the word 'Room Service' coming from the other side of the door, Mark pulled Ben back down in to his arms as Darius came in with a tray of coffee and pastries. "Good Morning sirs, I will set this up on the table" he said walking across the suite giving Ben a smile. Ben replied "Morning" and pulled the sheet up to try and cover his face. "Thank you" replied Mark as he rubbed his hand across Ben's chest and kissed his neck. "Storm hasn't quite cleared but trains will start running in about 3 hours" Darius said as he looked out the window. Mark leaned up "Still snowing lightly" his hand moving round to Ben's ass. "Luka has extended check out time until 3pm if you need it, do you need your clothes drying?" Darius asked Mark stopped fondling Ben "Oh yes that would be great just in case they are damp still". Darius put the clothes in a laundry bag "I will leave you breakfast menus if you want to order something hot". "Thank you Darius, and thank Luka for me" Mark replied. "Good day sirs" Darius said and Ben glanced out from under the sheet to see Darius wink at him again as he closed the door. Mark cuddle up to Ben "Me thinks Darius got a thing for my baby". Ben chuckled and rubbed his ass against Mark's cock "Me thinks me got a thing for you" he said trying to mimic Mark. Ben was rewarded with a slap on the ass for his cheek as Mark jumped out of bed naked to pour coffee, Ben sat up in bed watching him and smiling the only thought running through his head was how much he was falling in love with him. Mark handed him coffee and sat on the bed besides him. "What?" Mark asked looking bemused. Ben smiled "Can't believe I did you last night". Mark laughed "Don't worry I am going to get you back" he replied sipping his coffee. "I look forward to it, well I think so." Ben replied smiling. Mark patted his leg "Are you that much in love with me?" he said thinking it might just be a throw away comment. Ben nodded "I am" he turned and kissed Mark. "So you want to do this then, be my boyfriend?" Mark asked putting his cup down. "Yeah, I would love that" Ben grinned looking at Mark "Kiss me". Mark smiled shaking his head "You horny bitch!" he said pushing Ben on the bed and attacking him lovingly. Finally they arrived back at Harrison station at 4pm, the snow was still thick but the roads were clear now and traffic was moving as they got in the car to drop Ben off. They arranged to have dinner on Wednesday again and Mark would see him Saturday in Larchmont as he was moving in to his new house on Thursday. Ben walked through the snow carrying his bag of hotel toiletries as a souvenir he knew the rest of the family were out visiting relations on the other side of town. He went up to his room and pulled his journal out and picked up the pen and sat down at his desk putting pen to paper. He wrote the date and underlined it then began "Incredible weekend so many things to say and thoughts running around in my head, but most importantly I have a boyfriend, yes closeted computer nerd me went a bagged myself a seriously sexy boyfriend. Let me tell you though if the force of nature had not blown the storm in it would have been very different words I am now putting down. Firstly we went around the gay part of NY and then watched a movie, the first time I ever went in to a cinema and enjoyed it. The film I figured was about a coming of age and unspoken love, in so many ways just like mine has turned out to be. I cried a little at the end as it was quite sad but it had a truthful meaning and allowed the young guy to be himself, does it sound familiar?. The snow storm had blown in and we found ourselves trapped in the city but fortunately through one of his contacts we got a superb room in a 5 star hotel and that was where the magic happened and realised am I truly in love with him?, it's not something I can explain or understand. Some of the things I did I cannot write down, but you know I am no longer a virgin in one particular area so much so that I did it twice, he turns me on no end with just him touching me and kissing me. Seeing him naked walking across the room was just filled me with delight, he says he feels the same way about me and I hope this will be longer than just a horny person at a spring break rampage. There is one decision that has played on my mind since last night for a while but I know now and need it to be closer. I am happy, in fact I have never been happier." He put the pen down and looked out at the snowy scene sighing as he thoughts went to Mark, he closed the journal and went downstairs just as his family arrived home. Margarite could sense something changing about her son but couldn't put her finger on it, she was probing with questions but the answers Ben gave didn't give much away or shed any light. It had not passed her by about the lack of girls in Ben's conversations, he seemed only ever to talk about Ethan, she mused this over tidying the kitchen and wondered if Ben was hiding a bigger secret.

Met up with a guy from Squirt. His profile pic showed a sizeable cock tenting the front of his pants. He arrives at my door and we realize we’ve played together before. He’s married to a woman and only gets to play once in a while He comes in and immediately starts to kiss me and feel me all over, he’s horny. We head to the bedroom and get undressed. He gets on top me and starts to kiss me all the way down and suck me. We flip places and I do the same. I also rim him, he is really loving my tongue in his hole. His cock is banana shaped with a big curve, makes it a little challenging to suck. But it’s about 7, thick. I push his legs back a little and put our dicks together. I grab the lube and grease our cocks while still jerking us off together. He’d loving the feeling. I decide to move up and sit on top of him and place his dick so it can slide up and down my crack. We continue to kiss while he slides up and down, I push my hips so his cock head is pushing at my hole. This is when he says, can you get a condom? I ignore his request and continue to slide a little more of him in me and pull back waiting for him to decide to drive it deep. We fo this game for a little longer and finally I start to get him in all the way. He slides in and I feel that curve hitting my prostrate. At this point he says again, about that condom. I just smile and grind my ass against his cock. He says he’s not going to last long and within seconds he is dropping his load in me. I start to jerk my cock while pushing against his cock in my hole, doesn’t take me long and I explode all over him. Im glad he finally gave up on the condoms, he just needed a little persuasion, like most “straight” guys He gets up and cleans up and goes home to the wife. I decide to hold my load in me until I can’t hold it anymore, after having Valentine’s dinner with my lover at home. Looking forward to my next hot married load.

Part 24 - Daybreak He felt the unmistakable hardness of the cock rubbing between his ass cheeks as he began to wake up, the arms wrapped around his body tightened signalling he was also awake. It was 8.30am and Ethan turned his head to kiss Angelo as he started to roll on his stomach with Angelo following his action until his was poised on top of him. He knew only to well that when Angelo was horny in the morning it was going to be a big bang to start to the day. He felt the rush of air around his ass as Angelo lifted his hips up slightly, Ethan moaned and gripped the pillows as the head of Angelo's cock homed in like a heat seeking missile. He moaned louder raising his head 'Oh my lover' Ethan whispered as the head of the cock prised his hole open gaining entry, Angelo leaned forward and kissed Ethan's neck 'Morning, I love you and your mine' he whispered biting and sucking gently at Ethan's neck, underneath him he could feel the warmth of Ethan's ass and his feet were doing a strange dance of their own which Angelo knew by now that was Ethan's excitement escaping. Ethan pushed his head up as Angelo bit, kissed and sucked harder at his neck as more of his cock began working it's way deeper in to him. He felt the slightly painful and very intoxicating feeling of the friction, he let out one last long moan as Angelo came to rest balls deep inside Ethan, Angelo's mouth sought his own as they kissed deeply spearing each other with their tongues trying to get the upper hand. Angelo began rocking his hips up and down in deep powerful penetrating thrusts, Ethan buried his head in the pillow trying to stifle his cries of ecstasy his hands gripped hard around Angelo's biceps tightening up with every downward stroke of Angelo's cock. He continued to kiss the back of Ethan's neck as he began to ramp up the speed, he knew he would not last out as he was feeling overly horned up this morning. Ethan moaned and his head rose off the pillow as he felt the intensity of their love making move up, his ass now pushing up to meet Angelo's thrusting, suddenly he felt like the hardness increasing and the thrusting became more erratic and powerful. Angelo felt his balls tapping at Ethan's ass telling them to wake up and do their business, one thing for sure he was not trying to hold on this morning. He grunted loudly, Ethan moaned and cried 'Oh Angelo, fuck yes, oh god yes', he felt the rush of seed firing into his body as Angelo continued thrusting deep in to Ethan, Ethan arched his back and raised his head, Angelo caught the side of his neck and his lips suctioned around the tender youthfulness of the skin. With every jolt of his orgasm he sucked harder, Angelo could feel the lower legs on Ethan rapidly bouncing up and down in another tell tell sign that Ethan gave off when he was orgasming. Angelo collapsed on top of Ethan breathing heavily as he his body started resetting itself and draining the testosterone, Ethan was panting and stroking Angelo's arms in the after glow of their sex. Angelo leaned around and kissed Ethan deeply on the mouth "I don't think we woke anyone" he laughed. "Fuck that was awesome, love you so much" Ethan replied with a look of pure delight on his face. "Sorry, I have left a mark on your neck" Angelo told him as he kissed around the love bite. Ethan giggled "You marking your territory now as well?". Angelo laughed "I don't need to you already belong to me" he replied slipping out of Ethan's ass. Ethan got up and headed to the shower whilst Angelo changed the bed sheets cleaning up mostly Ethan's mess. He then joined Ethan in the shower for a while kissing before Ethan got out to let Angelo shower properly. "I'llput some coffee on" Ethan said placing the towel on the rack. Angelo smiled and nodded "Check if Mark is up as he likes strong coffee". "Will do" Ethan made his way down the hall towards Mark's room and he tapped on the door. He waited for a moment then tapped again but there was no response, carefully he opened the door and popped his head through but there was only an empty bed and no sign of Mark. Ethan checked down stairs but it was quiet, he put the coffee on and headed back up to the master suite, Angelo was drying himself off in the bathroom when Ethan walked in. "Mark is not in his room or downstairs" Ethan said with a grin on his face. Angelo looked at him "Do you think, no surely not" Angelo grabbed a t-shirt and pair of shorts. They walked hand in hand towards Ben's room, Angelo slowly turning the knob and opening the door slightly, he poked his head in to the room and saw Mark and Ben fast asleep cuddled up, he also noticed at the foot of the bed a pair of underwear on the floor. Smiling he turned and nodded to Ethan who pushed his way in and peeked around the door. Angelo closed the door and they walked down stairs with Ethan trying to stifle his giggling. "Wow I never expected that to happen last night" Ethan said grabbing two coffee cups. Angelo sat down "I have to admit I am surprised Mark managed to pull that off". Ethan poured the coffee "Do you think they did it, I mean I know Mark is poz but I am worried about Ben". Angelo smiled "Mark would not deliberately put him at risk". Ethan handed Angelo his coffee "Well I guess it's for them to decide what they do". Angelo nodded "Should we take them up a coffee?". Ethan looked at him "Hmm.. probably best not to, Ben might get embarrassed about the whole thing". "Good call" Angelo responded as Adam came in to the kitchen. Adam looked at both of them "Morning, what are you conniving?" he sat down next to Angelo. Ethan held a cup up and Adam nodded "Just discussing what we found this morning". Adam looked at Angelo "Come on tell me... oh... did Ben and Mark sleep together?" he sat up straight waiting to hear. Angelo laughed "They did but what went on I am afraid we do not know, but they are in bed together as we speak asleep though". "Good for Ben, I was worried he might end up a closeted gay all his life" Adam took the cup from Ethan. Ethan sat down "Where's Tony?" he asked Adam. "Sleeping still, he was a bit tipsy last night then hammered my ass when we got to bed" Adam replied smiling. Angelo slapped him on the arm "I hope you didn't make a mess" he commented causing Ethan to laugh. "Relax Angelo it was a deep breeding so no mess" Adam responded trying to get Angelo in a head lock. With ease Angelo lifted Adam off the ground in bear hug "Ethan help" Adam pleaded. "No your mess you deal with it" Ethan sat sipping his coffee chuckling at them both. Adam relented and clung hard on to Angelo his head turned to Ethan "What the fuck is that on your neck?". Ethan rubbed his neck and laughed "Angelo got hungry during sex" he replied and Adam made a face at him. Angelo squeezed Adam harder and could feel the erection hard up against his waist "Dirty horny fucker". Adam pushed back to look Angelo in the eye "You know it babe, keep doing that and I will shoot". Angelo released Adam heaving in laughter letting him slip to the floor "Pull yourself together Adam". Eventually they both sat down drinking coffee. Ben was beginning to wake up feeling hot before he realised arms were holding his body, slightly shocked and bewildered he didn't panic remembering Mark had got in to bed with him last night. Ben instantly knew his small movement in bed was causing Mark to stir in more than one place, he could feel the cock nestled between his now sweaty ass cheeks swelling and beginning to stiffen. He laid there quietly enjoying the wonder and feeling of the cock growing increasingly harder, he became aware that Mark's hand was caressing his chest gently. "Morning sexy" Mark kissed the back of Ben's neck. Ben giggled and ran his hand along Mark's thigh "Morning, your still here then". "Of course" he replied releasing his hold on Ben and rolling on to his back. Ben turned on to his back next to Mark his neck coming to rest in Mark's arm "Thank you for staying". Mark turned his head and kissed Ben's cheek "I felt good sleeping with you Ben". Tony came out of the shower and was drying himself walking back to the bedroom when he heard the quiet voices coming from Ben's room, he shook his head and smiled. He grabbed his boxers and went downstairs still drying himself and walked in to the kitchen. "Morning all, you do know Mark is in bed with Ben" He said cheerfully as Ethan offered him a coffee. Angelo had Adam in a headlock as Tony came in "Yes we know and your bitch is misbehaving". Ethan handed Tony his coffee "Are they awake then?" he asked. Tony nodded "Yes I could hear them talking quietly". Ethan grabbed two cups and filled them coffee and headed upstairs leaving Tony talking to Angelo whilst Adam was still secured by Angelo's muscled arms. "I've experienced so much over the last 12 hours Mark" Ben said cuddling closer to Mark. Mark kissed Ben on the mouth "I'm glad I could be part of that". Ethan knocked on the door and Ben froze knowing they were busted "Hope your both decent" he said. Mark patted Ben "Don't worry I think we are already busted" he said to Ben "yes we are Ethan". Ethan walked in to the room "Coffee" he closed the door and walked over "You okay Ben?". Ben nodded with a tinge of embarrassment "Yes" he meekly responded. Ethan smiled "Good, we are all downstairs so come down when your ready". "Thanks Ethan" Mark held on to Ethan's hand. Ethan looked strangely at him "What for?" he asked and Mark nodded towards Ben "Oh right" he waved his hand and left. Ben showered and came back in to the bedroom "I still don't have any underwear to put on". "I have some clothes that I keep here I am sure mine will fit" Mark hopped off the bed naked and disappeared. He returned still naked holding a pair of briefs that Ben tried on and surprisingly they fitted perfectly, Ben looked at his perfect body and ample sized cock, he was for the most part smooth chested and flat stomached. There was no six pack about his body it was muscular and just perfectly fit and looked so beautiful. Mark watched Ben looking at his body "Do you approve?" he asked. Ben looked up sharply "Sorry it just looks so good" he replied sheepishly. Mark smiled and moved towards Ben and ran his hand down Ben's chest and arms "Do you work out?". Ben shook his head "Not really, it is from sports at college" he said with self doubt. "I like it just the way it is Ben, you are perfect" Mark leaned down and kissed him. They both dressed and went down towards the kitchen, Ben was as prepared as he could be thinking they would be mocked when they entered. But in some way he felt comfortable being with Mark and knew it would not be malicious just banter between friends. Mark took Ben's hand and they looked at each other "Brace yourself" he said to Ben. Ben leaned in and kissed Mark holding his hand tighter "I'm not worried". Angelo looked up as they walked in "Morning, Ben you found your underwear?". Ben didn't expect that comment and gave Angelo a ha ha look "Morning to you". Ethan laughed "Morning" whilst Adam and Tony sat and just grinned at them both. "We are thinking of going out for lunch, Ben can you stay around and come to lunch with us?" Angelo asked. Ben nodded "If your sure I would love to thank you". Tony stopped grinning and looked at Ben "And is this a thing now?" nodding to them both as everyone stopped and waited. Ben innocently shrugged his shoulders and looked at Mark who squeezed his hand "I don't know". Mark looked seriously at Ben "I would love to date you". Ben smiled "Yeah, me to, I mean you, date you, you know". Mark nodded and smiled "Excellent" he leaned in and kissed Ben. Angelo was over the moon that finally Mark had found someone he liked enough to warrant dating them. The six of them sat around drinking coffee and talking, Mark had to be near Ben all the time as he had hopelessly fallen in love with him last night in bed, but he was holding his cards close to his chest for now in case things didn't work out. Angelo had not seen this before in Mark and it was evident to all of them except Ben that Mark was becoming increasingly besotted by him. Ethan saw the empty milk carton on the kitchen counter and persuaded Mark to let go of Ben long enough so they could nip to the store. As they left the house and turned down the street Dr Chalmers was pulling in to his drive and asked Ethan if the wound had healed up, Ethan responded saying it was all good and no mark was visible now and thanked him. "What was that all about?" Ben asked Ethan. Ethan glanced at him "Oh, something I will tell you later, but I do need to talk to you about Mark". Ben stopped walking "Did we do something wrong?" he asked urgently. "No, I mean did you and talk last night, like did he tell you something about him?" Ethan carefully said. Ben smiled "Well yes, he told me he has hiv. I get the impression he is not the only one" he said fishing around. Ethan looked at Ben "You may as well know, I do and so does Angelo" he waited for a response. "Did you fuck without condoms?" Ben asked in a casual manner. Ethan nodded "It wasn't on purpose though, I was swept up in my first experience and well that was that". Ben looked at him "Oh Ethan, I'm sorry. Do you know who it was?" he asked him. Again Ethan nodded "It was Angelo, he has been the only person I have had sex with period". "Wow I never knew that. But what happened after?" Ben was intrigued as Ethan was opening up for the first time. Ethan smiled "When I fell ill from contracting hiv he looked after me and the rest is history". Ben put his arm around Ethan "He is hunky I can see why you fell for him". Ethan stopped "Don't make the same mistake I did, play safe". "Yes, but I read how freeing it can be not having to worry about catching it" Ben replied looking at Ethan. Ethan continued walking "Would I change anything now if I could, do you know I wouldn't". "It's not like I want it, but I want to be able to enjoy being with Mark" Ben said catching up with him. Ethan looked at him seriously "I can't dictate what you do Ben but understand you have it for life". Ben nodded "Ethan promise me you won't say anything to Mark about this". Ethan smiled "You are still my oldest and closest friend Ben, you can always confide in me". "There is one other thing I want to tell you" Ben went quiet for a moment "I like Mark a hell of a lot". Ethan smiled "To be honest what is there not to like about him and he will be good for you Ben". "Yeah. If it did work between us how will I know?" Ben asked as they reached the store. Ethan looked at him "Your heart will tell you Ben and you will see it in his eyes". "Right I sort of understand" Ben replied scratching his head. Ethan opened the store door "But I think that boat has already sailed". Ben grabbed the carton of milk "What did you mean?" handing the carton to Ethan. "We saw it in Mark's eyes last night and more so this morning" Ethan replied heading to the cashier. The cashier smiled and greeted them and Ethan noticed his glances to Ben which to anyone else would have meant nothing, Ethan read his name tag pinned to his shirt 'Joshua' as he walked up to the counter. "Quiet morning Joshua" Ethan asked. Joshua smiled and looked again at Ben "Very quiet this morning, but then it is a beautiful morning". Ben was astounded how brazen he was being but he smiled and made eye contact "You must be bored being quiet?". Joshua completely blanked Ethan "Can be but it does have very good moments" he replied and winked at Ben. Ethan put the money on the counter "Do we need anything else Ben?" he said seeing Ben smiling at Joshua. Ben replied in somewhat of a dreamy state "What... err no I don't think we do, do we need anything Joshua?" Joshua smiled and shook his head "Just your change, for now anyway". Ethan took the change from Joshua "Come on Ben we need to get the milk home". Ben took one more glance at Joshua "Have a nice day Joshua". Joshua laughed as they opened the door to exit "Bye Ben" he said shaking his head. Ethan bumped deliberately in to Ben "Joshua has the hots for you". Ben laughed "I guess that is what flirting is all about" he said bumping Ethan back. Ethan put his arm around Ben's shoulder "I missed you Ben, never do that again". "I promise Ethan, just so dam annoyed at myself" Ben sounded annoyed as he said it. Ethan looked at him "Why?" he questioned him. Ben shrugged his shoulders "All these years being together as friends and we kept those secrets". Ethan found it a little awkward and underneath he knew what Ben was really referring to. They returned from the store and walked back in to the kitchen as Mark was brewing more coffee and the guys were finishing cleaning up the remnants of the party. Mark saw his reflection in the window and was heading towards him with the milk, he wondered if Ben had been talking and thinking whilst he was away with Ethan. Had he come to some crazy conclusion that last night was a mistake, his worries were unfounded as Ben put the milk down next to Mark and kissed him on the cheek. "Nice walk to the store?" Mark asked opening the milk. Ben turned and leaned back against the counter "Yes, needed some fresh air, shouldn't have drunk last night". Mark nodded "Oh, did you talk with Ethan?" he stopped to look at Ben. Ben laughed "Yeah, non stop" he fell quiet for a moment "There is one thing...". Mark stopped him "Are you regretting last night?" he asked holding the milk carton. Ben smiled "Oh god no I loved... I mean enjoyed you being in bed with me" he went all flustered. Mark put the milk carton down "So what is on your mind?" he asked with relief. "How to tell my parents, I don't want to end up hiding behind the truth" he replied looking down. Mark nodded "It is your right to tell them, don't delay in case someone does it for you" he turned to face Ben. Ben cocked his head to one side "Yeah I know, it sort of happened with Ethan, my mother told his mother". Mark put his arm around Ben "I sort of heard bits of it and the falling out with Ethan". Ben turned to face Mark with a sorry expression on his face hanging over from the whole Ethan debacle. Mark's instinct told him it was what he was thinking so he kissed him on the lips and just stared in to his eyes, it was as if his eyes spoke to him with meaning. Mark slowly touched Ben's lips with his own, they parted with tender kissing. They had no idea how long they had been kissing but it was Adam who interrupted them. "One thing you had to do Mark and you couldn't even manage that" Adam laughed loudly seeing them kissing. Ben smiled and blushed "Sorry my fault. I will help him" he said beginning to rinse the cups. Ben stood grinning as he helped Mark in the kitchen, eventually they headed out for lunch in Larchmont where Ben had the best fun ever with his new found friends. A friendship that was more akin to a second family where he was not judged. As they parted ways Mark drove Ben back to Harrison and dropped him off down the street from his family home. "So when can we go on a date?" Mark asked as Ben unbuckled his seat belt. Ben looked ahead at the road "I don't know, is next weekend to long to wait?" he asked. Mark shrugged his shoulders "Yes, but I suppose I will have to wait". Ben looked at him "You really do like me?". "To be honest I am quite scared about how much I do" Mark confessed to him. Ben smiled "Meet me Wednesday at 6pm here, we can go for bit to eat, not a date though". Mark smiled "I like that idea, Wednesday it is". Ben quickly kissed Mark and slipped out of the car and began to walk down the street, he turned and looked smiling at Mark before he carried on walking. Mark sat watching him until he disappeared from sight. Ben stopped by the kitchen where Margarite his mother was with and quite surprisingly Ellie, it would appear they were on talking terms again. His mother asked if he had a good time and Ben was being careful about what to say said how much he had enjoyed his weekend spending it with Ethan after so long. He made his excuses and went to his bedroom closing the door firmly and getting undressed. Opening the closet door he reached in to the back behind his sneakers and pulled out his journal. Ben was quite an avid reader and writer and liked to keep a journal about his daily life, he grabbed a pen from the desk and jumped on to his bed turning the journal to the next blank page he simply wrote the weekend and Saturdays date and underlined it. Turning on to his stomach he began to write... "Life can throw many challenges and obstacles at you in the space of a few hours and Saturday was no exception by any standard, writing something like this is a first for me and maybe I cannot express or explain it properly at least I thought I might have been older and wiser before penning this to you my journal. Ethan and I seem to have brought our friendship back on track, the last few months were heart breaking as when you have been in love with someone for so long but never act on it you end up broken, it is all part of me experience and growing up. I met his boyfriend, well fiancé as it now transpires who is one of the most sexiest men straight from a model shoot looking person, he has a confidence about him that is not arrogant just very sure of himself and his tattoos and muscles are simply worth being near him. The hardest part of the weekend was Ethan kissing me but not as a normal friend would kiss, I had his tongue in my mouth and he tasted as I always imagined Ethan was taste, that is to say perfect. It brought back to many uncomfortable truths and had I known then what I know now we may even have been together in college as a couple, if only the brave part of me would have surfaced how things could be different. But I respect him enough and I got my kiss from him but undeniably he really does only have eyes for one person that much I could see and feel in the room whenever they were close. But I digress in my own fantasy of Ethan which has now been over shadowed by someone else. I was surprised if not shocked to see Franco at the party but as it turns out he is Ethan's fiancé's cousin a person who in himself is totally rough around the edges but an amazingly kind person, he swooped me off the doorstep and began introducing me to the various guests. If anyone believed in fate they might laugh or applaud but within minutes I met the man of my dreams, apart from Ethan that is, he was introduced to me but disappointingly told he was straight. I still get embarrassed when people are introduced as gay or straight as if it was something you had to know and I still find it hard coming to terms with being labelled as gay in a group of people. What struck me was how very grounded he is, his short dark hair accentuating his really boyish looks he is no muscled bound ripped god of a man but he is beautifully crafted and smooth to touch. Oh yes I got to touch him and loved it. My shyness put a barrier up immediately and my mouth would not work as I struggled to vocalise and phrase my words. I saw during the evening how he would look over at me, how do I know that?, well I was looking at him a lot as well and don't think I have blushed so much in such a a short space of time. How can a person be so intimate just by looking at me?. The party was good, well I think so having never been to a party like this and everyone had their little groups so I just assumed this was the norm at these types of parties. The evening took a completely unexpected twist when I found myself in the kitchen getting some water, I thought Ethan had come in but when I turned he was standing there close to my personal space. Well journal you know about how I hate my personal space being invaded, something was different about him and the way he stood there eyes boring in to me, I didn't mind him being close to me at all I can tell you that. My essence craved him but what do you do just go down and blow them?. Not me I was rooted to the spot just looking at his face and eyes, oh yes those eyes are a deep pool of emotional bewilderment but you find yourself unable to stop staring at them. Did he kiss me you ask journal, of course he did, I didn't expect it and tried to push him away but he was back for seconds and this time it was meaningful and deep and there was no resistance on my behalf this time. I couldn't contain my arousal and erupted in my underwear (which reminds me he has still got them, but then I have a pair of his that I am still wearing.). It all got very awkward for me that is and I ran off leaving him there, I almost cried in the washroom for being so stupid and frightened am I really that afraid of being me. I want to be gay but I am finding it hard to cross that final hill mostly from fear of the unknown. He came to washroom and we spoke whilst I embarrassingly tried to clean myself up, I don't know but I think he loved the innocence of me even more seeing me so vulnerable, I would like to think that anyway. One thing I never saw coming as I laid in a strange bed that night was him appearing in my room and sliding in to bed next to me. I was elated inside from the warmth of his body just touching mine but I froze staring at the ceiling, what is a boy suppose to do in this situation intimacy is strange to me and maybe this is what the barrier is. Well nothing as it happened, we kissed and touched each others bodies not really venturing down below but then am I ready for that?. I woke up in the morning feeling his cock parked between my ass cheeks, a little shocked at first and somehow so right. Needless to say everyone knew by the time we came down for coffee and they were all very chilled about it. But what is more exciting was finding out he was I guess straight on Saturday but full on gay by Sunday so go figure that one, Ethan did tell me something but that is not for you. I'm knackered and need to sleep and think about him, we are having dinner on Wednesday and he has asked me out on a proper date this Saturday. Excited beyond the planets and stars as I write my thoughts down in you journal, cannot fathom out what has happened to me this weekend but I liked it and it felt like a very happy place to be. Pen down and time to get some well needed sleep, good night." He closed the journal and put is in his draw by his bed for now, thinking he would move it in the morning to it's hiding place.

Update. Ex dumped his bf after I sent Snapchats of me knocking up the chemmed up pig. The bf is a mess and hopefully too distraught and upset to remember to get PEP. Job done.

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

Which bathhouse/ gay resort around the world, I am not talking about USA only, do you guys think is the best to have high chance of having a wild chem up gangbang like this one? In my humble limited experiences, even though the Boiler Room of Berlin in every way is the best, 5-star, luxurious, stylish, lively gay sauna, with tons of gorgeous yet horny and willing to play men of all ages and background, Steamworks in Chicago actually is most raunchy and easily get partied up and bred in public on weekends. I heard about many wild stories in clothing optional resorts, but when I was in a few of those in Key West and Palm Springs, nothing exciting actually happened. Any information to enhance our sexual adventures in future vacations? Please share your experiences .

Just like taking a load in my ass, if I’m sucking cock and the top is ready to cum, I’m swallowing that load. I love feeling a cock shoot down my throat as much as in my ass. I also love sucking a cock clean after cumming in my ass.

So I told you guys I would update y’all on my situation with this. So here it is. Let’s call the older guy daddy, and his son will be “D” After all all this was said and done. I dropped his son off and went home for awhile. Daddy texted me after I got home and said “he’ll be gone all night. Come over.” So I did . (My load count at this point is 2) I knock in the door and daddy is already in boxers hard as rock. He pulls me into a kiss before I’m even in the house. His hands are exploring my body and he makes his way to my ass. He picks me up and takes me to the couch and whispers “i missed that hole. “ “it’s only been a few hours. “ I said. His index finger finds its way into my cum sloppy hole. I felt his cock grow even harder than it was. “You let d breed you boy?” “Yes sir. He was my first” daddy pushed me on my back and plunged his cock into my hole. He fucked my hole hard and fast. “who fucks you better babe?” He moans. “You do sir.” I say. “Fuck yeah I do, here it cums.” He slams hard into me and I feel his cock pulsate as he shoots another big load into me (giving me my 3rd of the night.) A mix of his and his sons load runs out of my hole and passed my jock. He kisses me and I head out. As I’m driving home I get a Grindr message. It reads: “in town. Want some hole. You game?” I respond with a hell yeah, and I’m on my way to a hotel room. I walk in and see this professional looking dude. Dressed in a suit, and I noticed a ring in his finger. We chat for awhile and he tells me how he’s in town for some meeting. How his wife is cheating on him and he hasn’t had pussy in months. I pulls out a hard 7 inch cock and I suck him hard and sloppy. “Can I fuck you?” He asks. “Please.” I respond. “I don’t have a condom. Do you?” “Nope.” I say while mounting his raw throbbing cock. He smirks and says “ fuck a condom.” I start pushing back against strokes and he tells me how wet and tight my pussy is. “Fuck bud, my wife isn’t even this tight. “ “Can I cum in you?” He asks. I don’t give a response, but soon after he groans and says “fuck im about to.” I pick up on his breathing and as soon as I feel his cock twitch I slide my hole all the way down to the base of his cock. I’m practically sitting on his ballsack making sure his nut is as deep in my guts as possible. He smiles and laughs and says “wow you didn’t even let me take my suit off.” His cock is still hard inside me. And he kisses me. He tells me that he can last all night and that I’m not going anywhere. He fucks another quick load into me bringing my total count to 5. At this point he calls it a night. We exchange numbers and I’m on my way. I’m sitting in the parking of lot of this hotel and I notice a few guys are going in and out of a public bathroom just across the street. It’s dark and dimly lit. I’m still hard as fuck and my hole is still craving cum. I figure I would go check it out. I walk in and there’s 6 urinals and 5 stalls. All the urinals are taken up but nobody is using them to take a piss. I get into moods when I’m horny where I don’t give a fuck about who it is, I just want to be bred. I get pretty bold as well. I went into a stall, leaving the door wide open and I took off my shorts. My jock was soaked with Precum and cum that escaped my hole. I position myself on the toilet with my legs in the air and my hole available for the taking. The bathroom isn’t super bright. So you can’t really tell who’s who u I’m theyre up close. I immediately have two takers. One is a chubby hairy bear who steps up and plunges his kinda small but super thick cock in me. He must’ve liked how prelubed I was because he came within a few seconds. (My 6th load.) He pulled his soft cock out of my hole and zipped up. I hear a familiar voice say my name and step forward. I look up to see my government teacher with his hard cock peeking through the zipper of his pants. I’m at a loss for words. I live in a small town but I never imagined. He has his hard cock in his hand and he’s lining it up with my hole. His really thick and lengthy. I’d say a good 9 inches. He felt amazing. He asks me how many loads were in me and if he could give me his. He’s so far up my hole and I’m in absolute Cumslut heaven. He’s so loud and verbal. I’m sure people walking by could hear him beating my pussy up. “Fuck yeah take my load.” He roars as he cums. I pulled his asscheeks into me so I can savor the (7th) load and his girth. I’ve always found him stunning. He looked at me with his blue eyes and smiled. “I’m here every other day after 6. I want you again. “ I just smiled back and let him go home to his wife. I gather myself a bit and go to find my shorts when I notice a cock slide under the stall. I’m not sure what this dude is wanting but I know what I want. I mounted the cock, and there was no resistance. This random stranger who I didn’t know, didn’t know what he looked like, was gonna give me my 8th load of the night. And boy did he. He pulsated so much in my pussy. It was probably the biggest load I’ve ever gotten. Couldn’t tell with all the loads already in me. He pulled his cum covered dick out of my cummy hole and I put my shorts on. You’d think after 8 fucking loads in your ass you’d be tired and sore. Hell. Fucking. No. I was still raging but it was late. I figured I would go to the woods and at least play with my own hole. As I’m pulling up I notice this bad boy looking type guy. Leather jacket, smoking a cigarette, leaning on his car by himself. I park a few spots away from him and he ended up coming to my car and asking what I was up to. He’s tugging at his cock while asking so all I do is pulled down my shorts, open my door and show him my hole. He drops his jeans to the ground and sticks his hard cock in my hole. This attracted a small crowd of 2 or 3 guys. He pumps his babies in me giving me my 9th load and leaves. I’m in nothing but a t shirt and jock, and I notice this guy has my shorts in his hands, I run to try and get them back but he leaves in his car. I’m too horny to care too much. I just focus on the next guy who’s at my car jerking his cock. “can I have a turn with your hole?” “Fuck yeah.” I’m pushed up against my car and yet another stranger is pumping me raw. He fucks hard for 10 minutes and I feel my untouched cock getting ready to unleash. “You’re gonna make me shoot, keep fucking me.” “Yeah? You want my fucking load?” “Please.” “Fuck yeah I’m gonna dump in you. Ah fuck I’m dumping in you. Oh shit. I just flooded your pussy, man. “ I beg him to stay inside me. I can usually cum handsfree but he stopped fucking right before I came so I had to jack while his cock was still in me. He pulled out and zipped up and walked away. I drove home in just my jock and a t shirt. With 10 loads of cum flooding out of me and onto my seat. I fucking love being a cumdump.

Back when I was working installing landscapes, we hired a new guy for the summer. He was short stocky and had just grown his first beard at the age of 22. Real nice fella. I took him under my wing and showed him the ropes. Also encouraged him to keep letting his beard grow, and I shared my Marlboro Reds with him every break until he showed up one day with his own pack. I had the major hots for him, and knew I couldn't hold back for much longer on making a move. One night in late July I invited him out for beers after work, and we went to a bar a few miles from my place. After three hours of drinking and smoking, I told him I had some good bourbon at my place and we should finish the evening off there. Once we got in the door, I poured us a few shots. We toasted and downed the shots together. He gave me a look I recognized, and I grabbed his and kissed him hard, meeting no resistance. I'll skip some details, but I popped his cherry after eating his hairy ass and gave him his first of many cum loads. For the next month and a half, I fucked him almost daily, and most of the time he shot without touching himself. It ended in September when he decided to go to trucking school, but what a great summer.

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.

I'm a horny young and somewhat single slut. I fucking come everyday. I love to play with my dick and cum multiple times. I don't come that often around others but then again i don't always get fucked. If the top is worth it I do make sure I cum for the top though. If not I just get him off. I always get the top off. If I had a top that owned my ass though I would definitely not cum so I would be extremely hungry and horny for his cock, load, and piss. If that's even possible.