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Fraternity Initiation Adam was barely 18 and was starting his first year at an out of state university. He was the only one from his graduating class to be attending this university so he did not know anyone at the school when he arrived. The first person he met was his roommate, Jake Ryan. Adam spent a lot of time with his new roommate and friend. Adam learned that Jake was a member of a (not well known) local fraternity Pi Omicron Zeta, or as it was known on campus POZ. Jake invited Adam to meet his friends and fraternity brothers. As Adam spent more time with Jake and the guys in the frat, the more he liked them. He also noticed that all the guys were built somewhat like him. They were all tall, around 6 foot tall (Adam was 6’2”), thin and lean (Adam had a 28” waist), and were athletic (Adam played volleyball in high school). With how small the fraternity was, Adam learned that the frat only allowed 3 new members each semester. Adam liked the guys in the frat and he wanted to join. There were not that many guys being considered this month. Adam was one of 5 guys that were being recruited. There were parties and socials were the members of the frat were able to get to know the prospective members. The time came where the fraternity was to decide which 3 guys were to be invited to join POZ. It was a Friday when Adam was sitting at the desk in his dorm room when an envelope slid under the door. On the front of the envelope were the three Greek letters Pi Omicron Zeta. His heart was beating when he opened it up and he stated: “You have been cordially invited to join the brotherhood of Pi Omicron Zeta. You are to arrive at the house tonight at 8:00 pm. You are to wear only blue jeans, an old white t-shirt and tennis shoes (no underwear or socks are to be worn). If you are not there promptly at 8:00 pm this bid will be retracted.” Adam was thrilled. He looked down at his watch when he noticed that it was a little after 7 and he still needed to take a shower. He quickly showered and got ready. As he got dressed he thought about the instruction, “no underwear or socks are to be worn”. Adam was used to wearing shoes without socks, but he had never gone without underwear before, do this would be a first for him. Adam arrived at the POZ house a few minutes before 8. He walked up to the door and there was a note on the door that said “Enter”. Adam walked in to find another note placed on a chair with a blind fold, a glass of water and what looked like a formal document on a table next to the chair. This note instructed Adam to sit in the chair and put the blind fold on and drink the water down. The note also let him know that once he drank the water there was no turning back and to signify Adam’s willingness to join POZ he was to sign the document on the table next to the chair. Adam knew that fraternity initiations were secretive so it did not faze him to follow these instructions. He sat down and placed the blind fold on then drank the water. Adam was sitting there for a few minutes when he started to feel funny, like he was floating. Then…….. The next thing Adam knew he woke up still with his blind fold on. He suddenly realized that he was naked and couldn’t move. He felt as if he was restrained in some sort of hammock. He then heard a familiar voice of Reese, the frat president say “He’s awake, remove the blind fold.” Adam then saw that he was in deed naked and so was everyone else in the room. He was in a sling with his arms and ankles tied down to chains that were suspended from the ceiling. Adam had an idea that initiations were crazy, but was this more then he bargained for. Reese continued to speak, “Adam, you are to affirm your wish to be a member of Pi Omicron Zeta!” Adam responded “I do affirm I wish to be a member of Pi Omicron Zeta.” Adam didn’t think much of what was going on, until he felt something touching his ass. He felt something cool shove into the ass. Reese than instructed “Let the initiation begin.” Reese then stepped up to Adam in the sling. He was standing between Adam’s legs. Adam looked down and notices that Reese was stroking his cock as he looked directly into Adam’s eyes. Reese’s cock looked huge to him and he noticed that he had a very large PA in it with what looked like a stud on the end. Adam said “What the hell are you doing?” Reese looked into Adam’s eyes and just said “Relax pledge, enjoy.” Then Jake shoved a bottle under Adams nose and covered his mouth, “Breath in deep Adam, enjoy the feeling.” Adam had no choice but to breath in deep through his nose and take in the aroma from the poppers that were held under his nose. Within a short time Adam started to feel warm and felt his heart begin to race. What he didn’t know was that Reese had inserted some Crystal Meth in his ass and it was starting to take affect. Adam was starting to fly high, but still had a sense of what was going on around him. Reese then stepped up to Adam’s ass and aimed his 8” cock at Adam’s hole. He looked into Adam’s eyes as he penetrated into his ass. Reese said, “This weekend you offer POZ your ass as we offer you our gift, a gift we share with each other often we now give you.” The group repeated what Reese had just recited. Adam looked into Reese’s eyes as he realized that he was getting fucked by Reese. Reese looked down at him and whispered, “You will receive this gift from each member of the fraternity.” Adam was not sure what Reese meant by “This Gift”. Adam asked “What gift do you mean?” Reese looked deep into Adam’s eyes and said “The gift of HIV!” Adam was now flying higher then he had ever been in his life. He had smoke pot a few times but had never done anything else. Now Meth had him so high, he was starting to moan as Reese pounded away at his ass. Reese began to breathe deep and said, “Welcome to POZ” as he shot his poisoned seed deep in Adam’s gut. As Reese pulled his cock out he wiped his hand across it and held it up for all to see the blood that he had caused with his studded PA. He stepped away, the next POZ member stepped in. The fraternity vice president Aaron was quick to replace Reese’s cock with his own 7 inches deep in Adam’s ass. Aaron pounded away at Adam’s ass as Jake fed Adam more poppers. Adam was really moaning now and Aaron was getting ready to plant his seed deep in his hole. This went on all night long with each member of the fraternity taking his turn until the last member; Jake took his place at Adam’s hole. Jake told Adam, “You did good buddy, really good.” Jake began to slowly pump in and out of Adam’s well used ass. He took his time building up to the point of no return and said, “Now you will take your last seeding and shoot your last clean seed” as he then stroked Adam’s cock and brought him to climax. Adam was released from the sling and placed in a bedroom up stairs as the group prepared for the next initiation.

Friday night I was super horned up but really wasn’t in the mood for anything too complicated or time consuming. It was also really late (2 AM) so as a compromise I decided to hit the local bookstore and stay until they closed at 4 AM. So after cleaning out and packing my typical ABS supplies (lube, poppers, cockrings, wet wipes and video supplies just in case something hot goes down I want to “document for posterity”), I drive to the bookstore and find it to be decently festive for this time at night. As is often the case that late at night, I was wanting to get fucked, and do it in the most slutty means possible which meant backing my ass up to the gloryhole and playing the waiting game. There were lots of lookie loos but few guys actually engaging. It’s always exciting hearing footsteps and the next booth’s door close. And from experience for every 5 guys who look into the hole and see an anonymous asshole maybe 1 will immediately unzip and knock you up. So we have -0- loads and a guy who fucked for a minute, didn’t cum and quickly ran out by the time it was 3:00. I was just about to call it a night when footsteps were followed by an exploring finger. Said finger was quickly replaced with a hard cock. I lustfully rode him for all his worth and he came quick. What I didn’t realize was that in the commotion someone else had entered to booth and almost instantly replaced spent cock with a thicker one. After fucking me for a minute he pulled out, leaned in and whispered “do you mind if I video this?”. That got my blood pumping and I “of course not, if you allow me to do the same”. He agreed and I saw the telltale light shining through the Gloryhole. I grabbed my phone as he pushed back into my sloppy hole and filmed him obviously enjoying the fact I had one in the chamber. I’m honestly not sure how many times he nutted, but it really doesn’t matter because the sex and his attitude was hot as fuck. Totally saved the night and made for a really hot vid

Part 3 There really is such a thing as a person who was born to be used for sex. Before I had my Faggot, I had always assumed that if I wanted to sell someone's body, I'd have to coerce them and control them through violence. To wipe away a person's entire identity and turn them into an object for gratifying men isn't easy - there's a lot of planning and a wide variety of illegal tasks that need to happen. Faggot, however, was always a bad boy at heart. He had been living with me for only a week, and sometimes I almost find myself having a soft spot for the kid when I see how much he truly enjoys being a whore. Of course, I didn't want to go too crazy on the kid. The past 3 days he spent resting heavily, coming back out of his comedown, eating, working out, and working out some more. I had to keep the boy healthy and functional. Since he didn't have a phone or anything and I couldn't really leave him unattended for long, he accompanied me on a few drug runs. I put in some applications for him to become a stripper (unfortunately they rarely hired twinks) and a few part-time jobs at any adult theater, sex shop, or bathhouse in the area. I had to milk him for every cent I could make from him, keep him busy, and find him a job that would help him scope out new clients, clients that are willing to pay for sex. I was going to make sure he had some routine. The first 3 days he was with me, though, I was going to make sure he started his new life with a bang. Before we did anything crazy, I had to cover my bases. In order to make it seem like he ran away, I had him go home the first day to collect his possessions when his parents were away at work and leave a handwritten note while I waited in my van two blocks down. I also had him withdraw everything from his savings account and pawn whatever he could from his possessions. The rest I burned in the trash. He had about enough to pay for some decent drug weight even after I pocketed some - it was all his to use, and it would definitely last him a while. Then I had him put on a hat and sunglasses in case we got spotted. Faggot was surprisingly eager, even getting excited to withdraw all his savings knowing what it was going towards. He just wanted to get all that stuff over with so we could go back to my place. As we drove in the van, we barely spoke. I made a point of talking to him only when necessary. The boy, however, was noisy as fuck. "I'm horny - what are you going to do to me - what if my parents catch us - I have to pee - when are we going to pick up the T..." 18 year-old twinks are like that. I either ignored him or offered one-word responses. He eventually quieted down, giving into the sexual tension. He couldn't keep his eyes off my bulging muscles, outlined by my extremely tight black wife-beater and skinny jeans. It's pretty much the only outfit I wear if I have to have clothes on. I parked the van halfway on the sidewalk because the street was too narrow to actually allow street parking. Faggot motioned to exit the car, and I pulled him back by his hair. I dragged his head next to my face so that my hot breath steamed up his cheek. "Listen, Faggot. I let you out on your own before because I couldn't be seen, but from now on, you do not exit the vehicle until I open the door for you. Don't worry. You won't forget, because the next time you ride in this van, you'll be in the back and I'll have you handcuffed with your leash tied to my head cushion. You won't be able to leave until I remove your restraints. If you make any attempt to escape, you won't get far, and when I catch you, you're gonna wish you were dead. You understand?" "Y-yes, sir," he said, trembling. "I won't try to run." I hopped out of the vehicle and went over to the passenger's side, and opened the door. I looked around, then beckoned him out. The second we walked through the door, I back-handed him with all my strength. He emitted a high-pitched yelp as the force of my slap knocked him to the ground. I stepped on him so that he couldn't get up, then menacingly, I growled, "The next time we take a ride, you shut the fuck up or I'll duct tape your mouth." I relished in the fear and surprise on his face. He was now afraid of me. I released my foot. Then in one sweeping motion, I pulled him to his feet by his tight little shirt, shoved him into the cave, undressed him save for his jockstrap, and chained him to the pipe before heading back out to unload the van of our haul, which included provisions as well as faves. Another obstacle I faced was actually finding clients to pay for him. With so many sluts out there fucking and getting fucked for free, it was hard to justify charging much for his body. Additionally, it was hard as hell advertising something you can't legally advertise. Thankfully I had enough power by word-of-mouth. My "business" afforded me a sizable network over the years. One of these connections was the owner of a Motel 6 outside of town, where I'd often stay for my deals. His name was Henry and was a rare latino manager who bought the motel from its previous ownership. I stayed there often mostly because it was one of the very few non-Indian-owned motels. While Indian managers are professional and mind their own business, they're often family-owned and would never engage in the debauchery of their room guests. Henry was different and is every bit a corrupt motherfucker as I am. Henry was older than me, actually, at 38, but with his shaven face, signature snapback, and rotation of T-shirts, jeans, and basketball shorts, he easily looked a decade younger. His arms, chest, sides, neck, and calves were covered in tattoos, and he wasn't as big as me, but standing at 5'11" and heavily toned, he definitely looked strong and somewhat intimidating. In exchange for some T and G, Henry always gave me a room on the house. He also had an under-the-table agreement with Officer Marino, an aggressive, 6'7", chiseled, no-nonsense cop with a buzzed head and muscles that even put mine to shame. The man looks like a human-sized hulk, and even his uniform, which is probably the largest size, can barely contain his humongous muscle. He had the most square jaw of anyone I'd ever seen and veins popping out of his neck. The man was never seen smiling. Marino loved his authority and wielded it like an asshole. He only had one problem: he had a serious sex addiction that he hides from his girlfriend and the rest of the force. Henry was happy to feed into that in order to ensure Marino kept any shady shit we did out of mind and out of sight. Prostitutes frequently stayed at the motel, and Henry could easily pick them out. He'd then notify Marino which rooms they were staying in, and he'd go in and threaten to arrest them unless they'd let him fuck them. He also paid Marino part of the proceeds from the women's room revenue and gave him a free room whenever he needed if he had a girl he wanted to fuck off-duty and needed a spot. Marino's girlfriend is a 21 year-old bombshell with daddy issues, always had her hair blown out, had huge fake tits that Marino paid for, and boasted an hourglass figure. She had obviously chosen the hyper-masculine 40 year-old Marino due to said daddy issues. According to Henry, Marino fucked her at least several times a day, but it wasn't enough to sustain his addiction, and he'd need to visit the motel an additional 3 or 4 times for a quick pump and dump. Marino worked the night shift (naturally), so he was off during the day. Perfect, since it was around 3PM, and Henry and Marino would happen to be my first clients for Faggot. Henry was excited as fuck when i told him about the boy and even offered to advertise my "escort agency" at his motel, especially if I was willing to do house calls at the motel. Of course, he had to try the product first. I'd let him try it on the house for helping me advertise. I had to bargain with Marino. A deeply closeted bisexual who picks up young twinks off grindr all the time to brutalize at the motel, Marino maintains that the boys are sluttier and free, and if he needs to get off and nothing is available, he'd settle for it. He reminded me that if I charged him, he'd come back and arrest me. I reminded him that we had plenty of dirt on him as well. More than enough for him to be discharged from the force. I promised him that this would be a better fuck than the average whore at the motel. He reluctantly agreed to pay me $25. Prompt as all hell, Marino showed up first at 3:25, 5 minutes before I told him to come. I had just finished shaving and douching Faggot, who now sat on the mattress in the cave waiting as I prepped his point. I open the door for Marino, who is also wearing a hat (backwards, of course) and sunglasses. His shirt was so tight around his chest, I couldn't even imagine how he got it on his body. Underneath, he wore baggy jeans and designer sneakers. I could smell Axe Cologne off of him as soon as I opened the door. We didn't greet each other, being two men with no kinship whatsoever. He unceremoniously popped his wallet open and handed me a 20 and a 5, and I led him to the cave. He stood at the door, just staring at Faggot. The blond boy, tan skin perfectly smooth and glistening from being coated in baby oil, looked up at him timidly with those bright blue eyes. Without acknowledging him, Marino started rubbing his crotch through his jeans. "Want some T?" I offered. "Can't. Drug test," he said tersely. "Ah...right. Viagra?" "Don't need it." All he did was undo his belt and unzip his jeans. No underwear underneath. A beautiful 8" tool with a giant head surfaced, and it was already hard as a rock. Marino is like me. He gets ridiculous boners from nothing, even if he came several times that day. He strode over to Faggot, slowly stroking his cock, looking down at him expectantly. He saw the leash that chained him to the pipe, and for the first time, I saw a smirk on his face. "Nice," he muttered under his breath. He ran a giant hand through Faggot's soft golden spikes. I pulled a ready point from the hot water cup. "You really gonna do that while I'm here?" Marino asked. He was being serious. "Actually," I said with an evil grin. "I was thinking you could help me. You're wearing a belt. Can we borrow it?" Marino hesitated, not knowing how to react. He looked at me, then looked at the boy, who was gazing wantonly at the point, scared that I wouldn't give it to him and also scared that I would. This was a new chapter for him. I wasn't going to make this the norm for him, but I decided that he should get a point for special occasions or as a treat. Today, he made me my first $25, which is almost nothing compared to each of the deliveries I made, but it was his christening. Marino surprised me by picking his belt up from the floor and tying it around Faggot's bicep. I walked over and sat on Faggot's side, found a good plump vein, and slid the needle in. He flinched just ever so slightly. I drew a flash of blood. "Does it hurt?" I asked. He shook his head. Then, I slowly plunged the contents of the syringe into his veins. Marino tried to mask his fascination, but he watched intently. As I pushed the plunger, he asked, "So what am I not allowed to do to him?" "Just don't seriously harm him," I offered. "If it goes too far, I'll stop you. But don't hold back." I pulled the point out, tossed it on the floor, swabbed him with alcohol, and raised Faggot's arm over his head. The boy's pupils became huge and went out of focus and out of sync. His eyes bulged as he coughed his whole chest away. I saw his jaw chatter even, and a whole shiver went through his body. It was a strange sight seeing such an archetypical tan, blond beauty cracked out of his whole mind. Before he could even fully recover, Marino had suddenly grabbed him by the throat and slapped him so hard across the face I was shocked a tooth didn't fly out given the man's sheer strength. "AHHOOW!" the boy managed to holler. He gasped, choking for breath, but before he could catch it, a man literally twice his size was over him, tossing him on his stomach and then pulling him up on all fours. I had coated Faggot's hole with vaseline and baby oil to prepare him. Almost fully clothed still, Marino covered Faggot's body almost completely with his, one arm grabbing him roughly by the face, the other hand groping him furiously, flicking his nipples, slapping and spanking him. From my view, I could only see his distressed and tweaked face and his legs splayed out in between Marino's jeans. Meanwhile, his dick was already pushing against his hole hard. I thought he was going to make Faggot gag on his dick, but he was so eager to fuck that he just skipped straight to it. Finally, the head popped in, and Faggot screamed so loudly and savagely you would've thought that Marino had been bludgeoning him with a hammer. Tears instantly brimmed in his eyes. Without skipping a beat, I unscrewed the poppers and put it to his nose, holding his nostrils for him. "Sniff as hard as you can," I commanded. "Daddy.... Daddy, it's too big," the boy feebly whimpered, snot and tears dripping from his face, but I ignored him and just kept making him whiff. Left, right, left, right, as deep as he can inhale. Marino had the courtesy to stay buried in him without moving, let his newly poppered-up hole start to relax and adjust to his dick. I then passed the poppers to Marino, who didn't decline this time. He felt like maybe it was a good time for it, and he took two decent whiffs before handing it off to me. As soon as he was done, he exploded into the most savage fucking I've ever seen. The giant hunk of brutal, merciless muscle pounded into the small boy as fast as a pogo stick, each impact so hard it made a thunderclap. "AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-URGHHGURHGH!" Faggot howled, his screams of surprise and momentary pain muffled by Marino's beefy fingers jamming down his throat. To think that this man was a sex addict was truly frightening. It was hard to even wrap my head around how many unfortunate twinks and whores he's devastated. I don't know how his girlfriend ever looks presentable the way he probably fucks her. This also marked the first time I ever saw Marino smile. A cold, sadistic smirk was plastered on his face as he fucked Faggot. He looked over at me sitting against the wall just watching, and his smirk widened to a grin. I grinned back. That's right. I wasn't going to stop him, and he realized that the delicate boy he's manhandling and fucking senseless is completely helpless and at his mercy. He loved making Faggot feel powerless, his hold on the boy so firm that he could barely even move his arms and legs. The room echoed with the sounds of Faggot's gagged and gargled screams and the loud SMACK SMACK SMACK of Marino's balls as he hammered without restraint. The more Faggot cried out, the more brutal Marino tried to be. At one point, the man raised his leg and stamped his boot down on Faggot's head, grinding his face into the mattress while he took his belt and lashed his ass, all the while fucking him like a rabbit. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFF!" Faggot tried to scream. One teary blue eye was barely visible, looking desperately around for help. "YEAAAHHA!" Marino responded, laughing as he tried to whip the boy even harder. "TAKE IT YOU STUPID, USELESS FAGGOT!" I approached, crouching down by the boy so that i could whisper in his ear. "Now you know what it means to be my whore, boy. Not even the police are going to be here to help you. This man is a cop and is gonna make sure no one stops me from selling you. This is just the beginning." Marino suddenly pulled out, causing Faggot to cry out in surprise as his giant dickhead popped out of his tight hole. He stepped off of his face, grabbed him by his leash, and yanked him roughly back, choking the boy. "This isn't enough for this faggot," Marino said, again in all seriousness. "You're right," I agreed. I whipped out my own cock, which was already hard from watching Marino use him. I looked down at the boy, who looked back up at me in tears of disbelief. He was so spun he was sweating profusely from the unbelievably overwhelming sex, and his eyes looked glassy from shock and dizziness. It was clear the point and the poppers made him lose control of his senses, and his body didn't even know how to react to the sudden onslought on his cunt. His hair was in disarray, being pulled in different directions by Marino and dripping beads of sweat onto his face. I harshly spit on him, smacking him across the nose and cheek. Faggot whimpered. Marino roughly shoved his sausage fingers into Faggot's mouth and pried it wide open. I then shoved my dick in, causing him to gag. I pulled out, drool and splutter flying everywhere. Then I thrust back in while Marino pushed his head onto my dick. Faggot gagged to the point of almost throwing up, but he had nothing to hurl. Hand still firmly clutching him by the hair, Marino got on his knees behind Faggot and slid right into his open pussy. A feeble gargled scream erupted from Faggot, drool bubbling and foaming at the corners of his mouth around my cock. He looked so sexy, his bright blue eyes all begging and tweaked out with a cock in his mouth and a giant man fucking him so hard from behind his little feet bounced on the mattress. The mattress springs screeched from the fucking. While it felt like an eternity for the boy, it had only been 25 total minutes of fucking before Marino pulled out and shoved into him with purpose, his body trembling. "Ahhh," he sighed with relief, relishing the heavenly feeling of his orgasm as it squirted inside Faggot, eliciting one final whimper. Then the room fell to a peaceful silent. When he pulled out, a splash of thick white cum oozed out, dripping down Faggot's taint and balls. The man was fertile as fuck to have cum that much when I know he's already came several times that day. Without a word, Marino zipped his fly, put his belt back on, and left, leaving the boy hardly recognizable from when he first came through the door. I looked down at Faggot, who was limp, and was surprised to see a satisfied smile form around on the boy's face, which went from anguished and tortured to grateful in seconds. "That was... Fuckk... Ermem... More. I like him," he slurred in his boyish squeak, still fucked up and his mouth barely functional from all the gagging and cock-sucking. I grabbed one ankle and spread his legs wide open. I spit on his used cunt and slid my iron-hard cock right in to the hilt, as deep as I can until I was sure it was fully buried. "Agghh!" he cried from surprise, and I grinned to myself as I saw the wasted little angel gasp with pleasure and a hint of pain. I decided I was going to fuck him until Henry showed up so that he wouldn't get a break. I loved hearing him moan and scream from getting fucked, and I snickered to myself that it was going to become white noise to me soon with how much I'm gonna get this Faggot fucked. Determined to not let Marino outdo me fucking my own boy, I flipped him onto his back and tore his legs almost into a split apart. Then I plunged in as hard as I could, causing him to gasp and yelp. "Daddy's going to really ruin you today, you filthy whore," I said, spitting on him as I tugged hard on his leash, choking him. I punch fucked him, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. While I did that, I twisted his nipple with one hand while I slapped him repeatedly with the other. "YOU LIKE THAT, FAGGOT?" "Y-" SMACK! "I ASKED YOU IF YOU LIKE MY DICK RIPPING YOUR SLOPPY LITTLE CUNT, YOU WHORE!" I roared, smacking him with a backhand this time. "YES, S-" SMACK! Everytime he opened his mouth, I smacked him. Seeing his boyish face tattered and red from my palm while his legs and feet flailed wildly around me as I pounded him turned me on even more. I was so aroused my dick went into overdrive and I knew right away I was close. "ARRR, FUCK BOY! I'M GONNA NUT IN YOU!" I bellowed. I grabbed his shoulders to shove him even further into me as I felt it come up, warm and sensitive, and then erupt for 10 seconds straight, ropes and ropes of cum inside his breeding hole. Part 4 coming soon

I was just relaxing when I got a text from a young top who likes to fuck me He said he was free this morning and wondered if my ass was available. I said sure and in 20 minutes he was here He brought with him his college roommate With out any fanfare he dropped his pants as I lay on the bed He lubed a little and the fucked me good He shot his load deep in my ass The roommate then asked if I wanted his load too he had a huge dick but with cum already in-he went in smoothly He fucked me till he shot a huge load in me Then they both left Noce way to start a week

Part 32 - Californian Christmas David looked at Bobby and hinted for him to go after him. Angelo restrained Franco holding his arm 'Let them sort it out Franco' he told him sternly, Franco resisted but saw the looks on Ethan and Ben's faces pleading for him not to go. Bobby found Josh sat outside on the terrace his head in his hands not quite crying but clearly in a distressed state of mind. "Josh" Bobby said walking towards him. "Go away please Bobby" Josh said keeping his head in his hands. Bobby stood there "What gives Josh?" he asked. "You, you felt so cold towards me, like you didn't want to acknowledge me" Josh said wiping his eyes. Bobby sat down next to him "What is it with Franco?" he replied. Josh looked at him "He is a friend" he said trying to justify his behaviour. "Josh don't play me like a fool, if it was just sex between us just say so" Bobby said standing up. Josh snapped like a twig hearing these words "Is that what you think" he stood up and pushed Bobby. Bobby stepped back "Yeah, just call me when you need fucking bitch" his reply coming strong from his emotions. Josh pushed him again crying "I will call a real man when I want fucking" he said louder this time. Bobby grabbed his hands to stop him pushing him again "Ask Franco then" he replied stopping the pushing. "Why do you suddenly hate me so much?" Josh replied pushing his arms against Bobby restraining. Josh fell against Bobby and wrapped his arms around him crying, Bobby put his arms around Josh and hugged him 'Don't you realise how much I like you Josh' he said immediately feeling Josh hugging him tighter. They stood there in each others arms whilst Josh cried the last of his emotions of Franco out from his body, someone wanted him and as unconventional as this was there was no fear for the unknown it was perhaps something he needed to hear. Josh calmed down enough to speak "You do?". Bobby kissed his head "I have never felt so excited as I did when we had sex and slept together". Josh let go of Bobby "I'm sorry I never realised you felt that way". Bobby looked Josh in the eye "You know how I feel the rest is up to you" he said with sincerity. "I just don't know, I can't promise you anything. Can I just get to know you?" Josh asked and Bobby nodded. Josh melted in Bobby arms feeling the security and longing he never knew he had wanted until now, Bobby wiped Josh's tear streaked face as their faces moved closer to each others and their lips met as if kissing for the first time with tender loving feeling. Mark watched from the open French windows of the lounge and smiled returning to the dining room as everyone looked up at him 'Josh is okay, I think they just needed some breathing space to talk'. Bobby and Josh returned to the dining just as they were all piling out and heading in to the family lounge with the Christmas tree and the now piles of presents sitting underneath it. Maddy looked over the moon "Wow it has been some years since we had this many presents under the tree" she remarked. "It's been the best present having the house full again" David said kissing his wife. Angelo's phone began ringing again "I am sorry let me take this outside" he said. Mark looked at Ethan "Who is ringing him?" he asked. "Raffa that CEO or something from the company in NY" Ethan casually replied "Probably with another buy out offer". "Seriously is he desperate to buy the company or what?" Mark replied. Angelo returned "Sorry about that, David do you think after the wedding you can help me?" he asked. David nodded "Of course Angelo nothing bad I hope?" he asked. "No, this company wants to buy me out but I am not sure if I am ready for that" Angelo responded looking at Ethan. David patted his shoulder "Anything to help you Angelo you know that" he replied. Maddy had a pile of presents set aside, one for everyone that they could open tonight as the tradition in the family, it didn't take long before laughter filled the room as each one opened it and found a designer polo shirt and jock strap. She laughed hard at seeing every ones eyes when they realised and explained it was Mark's idea about the jock strap, even David unwrapped one and collapsed with laughter as they boys taunted him to put it on. Mark handed his mother her present and quickly said it was Ben's idea before she could open it. Her eyes widened in surprise as she held up a bottle of Chanel perfume and quickly overcome with emotion and thanked him as it was exactly the perfume she liked. It was getting late and the night's frivolities finished and everyone started to slip off and head to bed. Bobby sat next to Josh with his jock strap over his head much to Josh's delight, he found Bobby funny but also seeing him a different light as a very attractive and sexual man. He mused things over for a minute and looked at Franco where he saw a friend but nothing more, he pulled the strap over Bobby's ear giggling and let it spring back against his head. Bobby turned and looked at Josh "Are you taunting me" he mocked smiling at him. "Maybe, maybe not" Josh replied looking Bobby in the eye "Sleep with me tonight' he said and Bobby nodded. Mark and Angelo looked at each other and smiled noticing the change in Josh's body language and general happiness at being next to Bobby and focusing his attention in his direction rather than at Franco. Mark and Ben were last to leave the lounge and headed up to their room. Ben collapsed on the bed "Amazing, what a great evening" he said patting the empty space next to him. Mark laid back next to him "That was a great idea for my mother don't know how we can better that" he said. Ben looked at him "I still haven't got you anything" he said rolling on top of Mark kissing him. Mark laughed "You have given me everything I want Ben". "Are you sure?" Ben said running his hand down Mark's thigh. Mark kissed Ben tenderly on the mouth "Absolutely". The butler brought coffee in as usual at 8am and Maddy sat up in bed full of beans whilst David suffering a little from too much champagne the night before was still getting himself together. Maddy heard the laughter coming from outside and asked the butler what was going on he smiled and replied that the lads where swimming but in very unconventional attire. Maddy laughed suspecting they were swimming in their Christmas presents, she put on her robe and went over to the window and walked out on to the balcony overlooking the pool and burst into laugher seeing Ben sat on the side in his bright red jock strap. She called back in to the bedroom "David you have to see this". David grabbed his robe and joined her "Are they wearing what I think they are?" "They are indeed" she replied as David went to get his phone. "One for the family album" he said taking a picture. The butler appeared handing Maddy her coffee "Thank you George, can you take coffee and towels out to them as well". "Of course" George replied and stepped out. Mark noticed his parents and waved "Happy Christmas" he shouted. "It certainly is" Maddy replied laughing as everyone in the pool stopped and shouted up at them. David looked at his wife "Might as well join them". "Ahead of you" Maddy said darting back in the bedroom and finding her costume and David put on the jock strap. Maddy looked at him "Maybe I get you to wear that tonight" she said slipping her robe on. Christmas morning had never been like this at Liongate as a pool party erupted, George the butler brought champagne and pastries out and set them on the table. Pedro was pulled in the pool by Mark and Ben and even Maria was persuaded to join in, George however paddled a little in between jobs and enjoying a glass of champagne. It was coming up to 10am before they all climbed out of the pool and enjoyed coffee on the terrace. George appeared fully dressed and announced that the Duke and Duchess of Murcia would be here at 2pm for lunch. "Duke and Duchess?" Ethan asked looking at Mark and David. Mark laughed "Yes my grand parents" he said. David reminded the group "Please remember dignity and respect over lunch guys, really important" he said. Ethan turned to Angelo "So are you Spanish descent, I thought it was Puerto Rico?". Angelo and Franco laughed "We are Spanish but true descent but distant family to Mark" Angelo explained. "Still family though" David said getting up to join Maddy to get ready. Bobby excused himself "Sorry I have to get dressed you know Duke and Duchess big news" he kissed Josh and left. Mark saw Franco's look on his face "So are you and Bobby going to see each other?" Mark asked. Josh looked at Franco who nodded and smiled "I think we will see how things go, I mean he is in LA". "Do you like him Josh?" Franco asked to every ones surprise. Josh looked unsure what he was thinking "Yes I like him a lot" he said apprehensively. Franco smiled "Then make it work Josh, he is a very nice guy". David reappeared "Guys put some clothes on, poor Pedro can't concentrate, Mark, Ben" he hinted to them to follow. Ben found himself going in to Maddy and David's private lounge off their bedroom, a few small gift wrapped boxes laid on the table, Mark went off to get their present for David and Maddy and returned as Maddy returned from dressing. David handed Ben a box "This is from Maddy and I, something for you to use when you visit". Ben opened the box and found a set of car keys "What" he looked at them "seriously over the top". Maddy laughed "Look what type of car it is" she kept on giggling. Ben turned the key chain over "BMW" he read "Oh very funny" he laughed and kissed Maddy and David. "I hope you like it Ben but we can change the colour if you don't" David said. Ben politely accepted "No I am sure it will be spot on" he said looking at the keys. Mark put his arm around him "He thinks it is to much I told you so" he said kissing him on the head. "You can have a look at it later as it is in the garage" David said smiling. They all swapped gifts and Ben watched at a scene he had seen many times with his own family back in Harrison, but this was just so different and actually he felt completely part of a family instead of half in with his step father, he watched Mark who was clearly happy and that made Ben happy, it was whilst he watched and laughed joining in his mind was finally made up. It would be a big change but he had never felt sure enough as he did right now, a very life changing decision had been made. Maddy poured coffee for them all "Everything all right Ben?" she asked looking over at him. Ben nodded "It is, well almost as I just have one more thing I need to say" he replied. Mark looked at Ben "This sounds ominous" he nervously laughed. Ben took a breath "I know Mark misses it here and the love you have showed me has been so amazing and generous". Maddy waved her hand "Don't be silly Ben you are family". Ben nodded "If Mark agrees I would like us to set up home here at 321". Mark threw his arms around Ben "Of course it is, this is the best present you could have given". Maddy stood up "And us, that is wonderful news Ben" she came over and kissed him. "And you will stay here until 321 is ready or longer hopefully" David said hugging him. "Thank you father" Ben said giggling Maddy looked at them both "What's going on here... father and you haven't called me mother yet?". Ben blushed "Sorry, but can I?" he asked as Mark laughed. Maddy shook her head smiling "You are marrying my son Ben so I expect you to". Whilst Maddy and David got everything ready for lunch and the arrival of their guests Mark and Ben took the guys for a walk down to 321 St Pierre Rd. Proudly they introduced the house as their new home to much astonishment, Ethan hugged Ben telling him how much he was going to miss him. Mark held Ben's hand knowing this was a big decision "Are you absolutely sure this is what you want Ben?". Ben nodded "Yes, very sure Mark". By the time they got back to Liongate Mark's sister and husband with children had arrived, Bobby was in the reception room photographing The Duke and Duchess of Murcia with their daughter and son in law, Mark and Selina then joined the photograph and finally Ben and John joined to complete the family photos. Maddy made a phone call to the society magazine and sold it instantly making Bobby his first commission. The Duchess who held the inherited title met Ben in private with Mark and the Duke, then introduced to the rest of the group, Selina, John, Angelo and Franco didn't need introducing but were the only ones who she kissed rather than shook hands. Christmas lunch was a light meal with very Spanish influence and over with pretty quickly, Maddy already explained they would have a full Christmas dinner in the evening after opening the last presents. After the Duke and Duchess left at 3.30pm Maddy seemed to relax a lot after saying good bye and to see them at 4pm the following day for the wedding, she sat next to Josh handing him a glass of wine. "Join me in a drink Josh I need it" she said heaving a sigh of relief. David walked in and saw the scene laughing "Every year the same, be careful Josh you might end up her drinking partner". "Don't listen to him, I always need one to calm me down when they leave" Maddy said smiling at him. Josh laughed clinking glasses with her and sipping his wine "Is it that bad?" he asked. Maddy laughed "No, I love my parents but sometimes the formality gets to much" she replied. "At least you have order with them, mine are just busy and hardly around" Josh said relaxing on the sofa. Maddy looked at him "So how come you don't have a boyfriend?" she asked knowing full well what she was doing. Josh sipped his wine "I have never really wanted one" he replied looking at Maddy. Maddy nodded "You don't feel out of it being the only single one?" she asked judging his reaction carefully. Josh looked at several members of the gang "Sometimes I wish I had someone to share things with". Maddy patted his leg "What about you and Bobby?" she asked catching Josh off guard. "Oh Bobby, yeah it felt nice being with him again" Josh replied a little hesitantly. Maddy chuckled "Nice, a strange word to use. Do you love him?". Josh looked at her unsure what to say of how he did feel "I don't know". "Why don't you hang around for a couple of days or longer if you want" Maddy asked him quietly. Josh smiled and leaned back in the sofa "I would love to but I have to get back home and find work". Maddy looked at him "What sort of work?" she asked. "Studied web design so something in that field" Josh said looking at Bobby talking to Mark and David. Angelo sat down on the other side of Josh "You can build a website for Bobby and David's new PR company". Josh laughed "Have you been listening and am I being press ganged here" he said lightly punching Angelo on the leg. "Told you he was smart Maddy" Angelo said rubbing Josh's head "Think about the job offer Josh". "I can't just leave my family" Josh said with horrified look on his face. Angelo smiled "You can have a desk at my offices if you want and work from there and fly out here when you need to". "Or want to" Maddy chipped in "but don't feel as though you are being pressured Josh it is your decision". Josh shook his head smiling "I don't know, let me speak to my parents first" he said thanking Maddy and Angelo. Maddy stood up "Stay here at Liongate for the week with Bobby, after all he talks about you all the time". "He does?" Josh replied sounding surprised as Maddy nodded and walked off. Josh sat there nursing his glass of wine thinking over what had just happened and had he really been offered a job, something that would give him the opportunity to be in LA with Ben and Mark as well as Bobby. How did he really feel about Bobby was another mystery which he needed to solve, his thoughts spinning around in his head so much so that he didn't Ethan and Ben walk past and head outside until they walked through the doors. Josh stood up and wandered outside wanting to speak to them, he saw them sit down by the pool and headed over. Ben sat back in his chair "What do you make of Franco, do you think he has changed?" he asked Ethan. "Certainly seems a little cautious, do you think he knows we know?" Ethan replied. Ben shrugged his shoulders "Hard to say, but Maddy even told me he had dabbled". Ethan nodded "Seems he prefers Latino men and women according to his mother" he informed Ben. "Josh needs to be told otherwise it could complicate things going forward" Ethan said to him. Josh stood behind them listening and spoke up "Tell me what?" he asked making Ethan and Ben jump. "Josh, how long have you been there?" Ben asked turning to see him. Josh came round and sat down "Long enough to hear you both talk about Franco". Ethan looked down embarrassingly "Sorry Josh, we wanted to say something but was told not to until...". "It's okay" Josh cut him off "I would have been upset if you told me this a week ago" he said. Ethan looked at Ben "And now?" Ben asked. Josh smiled and kissed Ben "I found out that Bobby seems keen on me". Ethan laughed "You have only just realised that?" he asked. Josh nodded "Yeah, a few things made sense last night and today and I realised I was more excited to see him". "So what are you going to do then?" Ben asked putting his arm around Josh's shoulder. "He should make a go of it" Ethan offered up closing his eyes and taking the sun on his face. Josh looked over at them both "I still love Franco but as a friend and Bobby is sex on legs" he laughed. Ben looked at Josh "I would definitely do him if I didn't have Mark" he chuckled hugging Josh. "I am going to take Maddy's offer up of staying here for a week and see how things go" Josh said gazing out over the pool. Ethan nodded his eyes still closed "Good decision Josh, what about the job offer?". "How do you know about that?" Josh asked turning to look at Ethan's smile on his face. Ethan's smile grew bigger "I heard Maddy and Angelo talking to you about it" he replied. Ben laughed "Well I haven't told Angelo that I am leaving yet so there is my job there". "He knew it the first time you came back from Liongate that you wouldn't be around" Ethan said patting Ben's knee. Ben laughed shaking his head "I just have to break the news to my mother and father". Josh stood up "Right I need to go find Bobby". Ethan looked at his watch "I need to hit the gym for half an hour, promised Adam and Angelo we would work out". "Your turning in to a right muscle mary Ethan" Ben said jokingly standing up whilst Josh laughed in the background. "Take you both down any day" Ethan replied waving his hand nonchalantly. Ben and Josh looked at each other and quickly grabbed hold of Ethan lifting him off the floor and throwing him in to the pool with a big splash. Ethan stood there up to his chest in the water splashing the two of them and cursing at them. David walked out to see what the commotion was, he laughed at the sight and called Ben as Mark was waiting for him to go to the airport to pick his mother and step father up. The road were fairly quiet as the limo made good time and parked up in the VIP area, Mark and Ben went in to the arrivals concourse to see the flight had landed and they stood waiting at the exit. Margarite and Steven appeared 15 minutes later. Ben gave his mother a hug and kiss "Thank you for coming" he said realising how much he missed her. Margarite gave Mark a hug and kiss "Are you sure were not imposing on staying with you?" she asked. Mark shook his head "No there is plenty of rooms and my parents insisted you stay". Steven gave Ben a hug "Your looking well" he said "California obviously agrees with you". Mark put his hand on Ben's shoulder "Welcome Mr Midler" he said "Our car is outside". The journey back to Liongate was just as a quick and Margarite was keen to find out what they had been up to since flying out to LA, Mark engaged in conversation with Steven since he knew how distant Ben and his relationship had grown over the last few years. Steven looked up at Liongate as the limo pulled up to the front of the mansion. "Is this where you live?" Steven asked looking at Mark. Mark nodded "Yes this is our family home". Steven got out of the limo looking at the imposing building "It is magnificent". "Ben this place looks amazing" Margarite said stepping out of the limo. Ben joined his mother "Took my breath away first time I saw it" he said. Margarite spotted the black BMW parked in the courtyard "Is that, no can't be". Ben followed his mother's gaze and laughed "Yes it is mine, Christmas present from Mark's parents". Margarite shook her head "I hope your not becoming spoilt beyond your means" she said looking at him. "Sorry, my parents fault they like Ben an awful lot" Mark stepped in and took Margarites arm. Ben looked at his step father "Shall we" he said walking slightly ahead of Steven. Steven stopped for a moment "I'm sorry about how I treated you Ben" he said. Ben turned "You made life difficult for my family, just don't disrespect me or my father whilst you are here". It was a stark warning and seem to come from a more confident Ben than he had known, Steven guessed that Rob had probably told him everything explaining why he was ever so more distant towards him. Steven and Margarite were introduced to Mark's parents and chatted for a few minutes before George the butler showed them up to their room so they could freshen up and change for dinner. The caterers arrived at the house since it was tradition that all the household staff dined with the family on Christmas night plus it was going to be a dinner for Mark and Ben with most of the close family in attendance. By six o'clock Angelo and Franco's parents had arrived and spent a good twenty minutes talking with Maddy and David catching up. Rob and Heike with their two children arrived at the front of the house. Heike shook her head in amazement at the size of the mansion as Rob came round to her side 'My god this place is huge' Rob said taking her hand and calling the children over. Mark came out of the front door and walked down to meet them. Heike went over and kissed him on the cheek and Rob gave him a hug. Mark and Ben had been a big hit with their children as well and were excited to see Mark again. "Ben is excited to see you again, come on in" Mark said taking the kids hands and leading them in. Rob was looking at the BMW and the number plate that read BMW 321 "Who's that flashy BMW belong to?" Mark turned back and smiled "That belongs to Ben" he replied. They walked through and met Maddy and David "Welcome, I guess we will be family from tomorrow" Maddy said laughing. David gave Heike a kiss on the cheek "So pleased to meet you both, come through everyone is on the terrace". Rob spotted him, slightly older and not so skinny now "Ethan" he called out. Ethan turned and smiled recognising him immediately and they hugged "So good to see you again" he said. "Wow you have grown up since I last saw you" Rob said stating the obvious. "Angelo, this is Ben's father and this is Angelo my partner" Ethan said introducing them. Rob looked slightly stunned "Oh, sorry I didn't know you were gay as well" he replied looking at Ethan. Ethan laughed "Yeah, very long long story" he said. "I can't imagine your father took it too well or even let you drift off like that" Rob said with curiosity. Ethan nodded "It was not easy but Angelo won them over" he replied. Heike listened "I think he could win anyone over" she said nodding approvingly. "Quite stunning isn't he Heike" Ethan laughed and Heike continued nodding. "Errm I can hear you both" Angelo said chuckling and putting his arm around Ethan. Margarite and Steven walked out on to the terrace and introductions were made, Rob said hello to Margarite and nodded at Steven before continuing his conversation with Mark ignoring them since he didn't want to engage with them any further. After all Steven was the cause of their long time friendship breaking down, he had always been jealous of Rob at school getting all the hot girls and landing Margarite. But he somehow wormed his way in to bed with Margarite causing the marriage to breakdown and then to top it all he tried to make it out to be Rob's fault. Margarite was please to see Ethan, she also knew Adam, Tony and Angelo from sight. Heike noticed the tall bearded young man appearing on the terrace "And who is that?" she said to Ethan. Ethan turned and smiled "That is Bobby he works for the Davenports but is also a friend". Rob laughed "Heike behave" he said. "It's okay he is gay" Ethan replied laughing and noticing several others turn to see him. Josh was walking by Bobby's side hand in hand as they came in to full view. Maddy smiled and Angelo winked at her seeing that maybe their little nudging on Josh was beginning to pay off. Franco looked at Josh and smiled nodding as if he was giving a seal of approval to his friend, he walked over to Mark and asked if he could bring a plus one to the wedding. Mark looked at him for a moment before asking if it was a guy, Franco nodded somewhat embarrassed but Mark told him that if Josh was okay with it then he could invite him. Franco looked at his phone and saw the message from Joaquim that simply said 'Joaquim AA flight', he typed a reply 'I need to ask first but if you are free tomorrow want to come to a wedding as my plus one?' he pressed the send button not really sure if Joaquim would respond. The whole evening turned out to be full of fun and laughter and as the dinner party split in to the lounge and terrace Franco felt his pocked vibrate, he pulled the phone out and saw a reply from Joaquim 'Your a fast mover, and yes to both if okay'. Franco felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see Bobby standing behind him. "Sorry am I interrupting you?" Bobby asked seeing Franco's shocked look. Franco shook his head "No, you just took me by surprise. How's Josh?" he asked. "He is okay, well I think so I am just not sure what is going on with him" Bobby replied looking towards Josh. Franco looked at Bobby "I think he likes you more than he is admitting" he told him. Bobby nodded "Is it going to cause tension between us if it becomes serious?" he asked. Franco smiled "No, I love him as a friend, but being Latino I kind of prefer Latinos myself". Josh watched them chatting and walked over "What are you two conspiring?" he asked giggling. Bobby put his arm around Josh "Who should have you" he said laughing. Josh laughed "Don't I get a say in this?". Franco looked at Josh seriously "So who do you want Josh?". Josh looked at Franco and smiled "I know what you have been up to in Miami". "Ah, let me explain.." Franco started saying looking slightly shocked. Josh stopped him "Franco stop I love you as a friend, but this one is who I am more interested in" he said. Bobby looked at Josh "Finally he sees it" Bobby said hugging him tighter. Franco smiled "Good choice Josh. Just one other thing can I bring someone tomorrow?" he asked. Josh looked at him "It's not my wedding Franco". "Mark told me I need to ask you" Franco replied. Josh smiled at him "Of course you can, is it a guy?". Franco nodded "Yes, a flight attendant who upgraded me yesterday on the flight over". Josh laughed "Well I hope he is hot and you don't mess him around". Franco laughed and walked off "So your interested then" Bobby asked Josh. "Yes, I can stay on after the wedding if you would like me to" Josh replied. Bobby kissed his head "I would love that, how long will you stay?". Josh looked at him "Until you get bored of me" he laughed. Bobby turned to face Josh and took him in his arms kissing him deeply to several wolf whistles from Ethan and Ben who stood laughing watching them. Guests were departing until only the people staying at Liongate remained and they sat chatting well in to the evening before retiring to get some sleep before the big day. The day was beautiful, warm and sunny as the wedding planners arrived and set everything up with efficiency and speed in the Marquee that was set up over the tennis court, the final preparations for the ceremony location were made and everything was ready as guest arrived and began mingling and taking their seats on the lawn facing the magnificent Liongate as the backdrop. Franco picked up Joaquim at midday and after a slightly nervous start by Joaquim being in the presence of so many well known people and Franco's family he soon settled in with the group, as usual Adam had taken an instant fancy to him and flirted non stop whilst Tony and Franco looked on laughing at him. Mark and Ben stood inside the lounge overlooking the ceremony venue with Rob and David who insisted on walking their sons down the aisle and at precisely 2pm they walked out together whilst the photographer from Hello magazine began taking photos. The simple but perfect ceremony took 30 minutes, Margarite cried almost all the way through more so out of seeing how happy Ben and Mark looked. Maddy had pulled everything together seamlessly and the guests were now enjoying some partying after the wedding breakfast had finished. Ben got both sets of his parents together at the pool terrace so he could break the news about him moving to LA, but Mark stopped him and suggested they walk down to 321. Mark unlocked the front gate to reveal the 321 mansion albeit much smaller than Liongate it was still impressive. Ben stood in the courtyard out front "Mum, Dad, this is where Mark and I are going to live" he said. "Your moving to LA?" Margarite said sounding surprised. Rob and Heike were over the moon "That is great news" Rob said. Margarite looked at Rob and smiled knowing it would be no use arguing "It's a lovely house, bit big for you". Ben held his mothers hand "It has to be for when you both come to stay". Steven acknowledged it as a step forward in their relationship "Thank you Ben and Mark". Mark looked at Heike "So it does need redoing inside Heike". "Oh, you want me to do the interior?" Heike asked sounding excited. "Absolutely, you can draw up some plans over the next two weeks if you have time" Ben said laughing at her excitement. Heike nodded "Yes, I will take this one on personally" she agreed. Rob looked at Mark "Thank you" he said. They had a quick look around "Modern but not flashy, Ben likes simple things" Mark told Heike. Heike nodded "It is a lot of house how long do I have?" she asked looking at Ben and Mark. "As long as you need" Ben replied "we can stay at Liongate until finished". Heike pulled Mark to one side "What sort of budget?" she asked. Mark shrugged his shoulders "I don't know how is 2 million to start with?" he suggested. Heike gasped "I could rebuild it for that" she laughed "I will come in under". Mark smiled "Needs to be a home like yours in Laguna, Ben loved your place". Heike nodded understanding exactly what to do, they returned to Liongate and Mark handed Heike the keys and telling her that the security gate will know who you are. The party was still in full swing inside and outside of the Marquee, what surprised them when they returned was Angelo, Franco and Bobby laying on the lawn chatting whilst Josh and Joaquim paddled in the pool with Ethan, Tony and Adam along with Rob and Heike's kids. Mark swung Ben around and kissed him "Love you so much Ben". Ben smiled "I love you more" he replied and kissed him back. Maddy walked over with an envelope and handed it to Ben "Your honeymoon details". Ben opened it up "Barbados yes" he said excitedly giving Maddy a kiss. Mark took the envelope "Salinger Barbados Royal Orchid suite, wow thank you both" he said as David joined them. David smiled "Your on the 10.30 flight in the morning". "Hope you don't mind but Bobby will come out next week for a couple of days to get some photos" Maddy said. Ben nodded "And will Josh be joining him?" he asked. Maddy nodded "Hopefully, he has agreed to stay here a while longer. His parents are sending his passport over". Ben crashed out on the sofa by the pool knackered from the day as evening wore on and guests had departed, Mark cam over and held out his hand 'Come on husband, lets go to bed I'm exhausted' he said pulling Ben up off the sofa 'Me to' Ben replied as they walked hand in hand inside and up the stairs for some peace and quiet finally.

Years ago, before getting into a relationship, I spent a lot of time on adam4adam and the craigslist hookup pages having some fun with guys near me. I mostly played safe, but sometimes the pig mood struck and went bareback. By the time I got into a relationship, I was still testing clean. One of these adam4adam finds was this young twink who was just discovering his love for being a cum pig. First time we met, he milked a load out of me while riding my cock in my car in a dark parking lot. I rarely top, but this twink knew how to work his ass! One of the times I went over to his place, he greeted me with a sloppy hole. It was my first time sliding in a well used hole, and it felt fucking amazing. I dumped a load in him and he was so horny and hard that he offered to breed me. I was game! He got behind me and I spread out my ass to get ready for his cock. He pushed his pre-cum soaked head against my hole, and I went hard again instantly. Right before he started to push in, he looked at the clock and jumped back. "Shit! My mom will be here any minute!! Sorry man, you gotta go". I wasn't about to be part of any drama, so I quickly dressed up and left before his mom arrived. Not long after our last hook up, I found myself dealing with some VD. I freaked out a bit at the time, and texted him to let him know about it. He replied and said that he had gotten so carried away taking loads, that he had gotten a lot of bugs, including HIV. He had just found out he was poz, but he was handling it well. I had started dating someone when this happened, but I got SO hard reading about his diagnosis, thinking that if he had bred me that day, he would have dumped a fully toxic load in me. I saved his number, just like I have always saved porn and dirty stories, to look at later. (To be continued)

So... finally!... the conclusion: ---- PART 6: REVELATIONS — Ryan: Sunday Evening — The Bird of Prey was packed this evening, the mass of bodies pushing Ryan closer to Carl. He didn’t mind. The room was hot but this man… well, he was even hotter. Carl leaned again the wall and pulled Ryan’s shoulders against his chest. His lips tasted the sweat on Ryan’s neck. And his cock, held tight in his jeans, felt like a steel bar against Ryan’s ass. He knew what Carl wanted. And he wanted it just as much. But… Carl hand reached around and started unfastening Ryan’s jeans. Ryan tilted his head back, hoping to be heard over the crowd. “You are HIV negative, right.” There was a pause. “I never said I was negative, boy.” Just loud enough for Ryan to hear over the crowd. Ryan’s heart almost stopped. He turned around quickly to face the other man. “But you said… Carl leaned forward so Ryan could hear him. “We can’t hear each other here. Come back to my place and we can talk there.” The twink nodded and let Carl steer him out of the club. — Ryan: 30 Minutes later — “Ok. I get that I could have asked it better. But you must have known what I meant.” They were sitting on Carl’s sofa. Ryan felt sick to his stomach but, strangely, Carl’s arm around his shoulder made him feel better. “Of course. But I also knew you needed help to be the slut you were born to be. So I helped.” “But… “ “Shhhh.” Carl’s finger found Ryan’s lips. “See the problem here is you are letting the prejudices of your background influence your thinking. Tell me: did it feel good to be in a bar of horny men and having them use you? Cum in you?” “But… “ Ryan started to argue but the look in Carl’s eyes quieted him down. He sighed. “Yes. It felt good. I felt free.” “Because, deep down, you know what you are. What you are born to be.” “A slut.” Ryan whispered. “A slut.” Carl agreed. “A cum dump. And that means that, sooner or later, you are going to get the bug. Again, I’m just helping things along.” Ryan said nothing. Carl’s big arm felt so good around his shoulder. He could smell the faint hint of sweat coming from the man’s armpit. It smelt so good. He just wanted to bury his face in there and lick in clean. He had to admit that he had felt so good in the nightclub. It HAD felt SO right. And, really, hadn’t he already made his decision that night? He looked down at Carl’s crotch. Hard. Waiting. Ready. He reached out his hand to rest against that bulge. “So, are you going to let me fuck your ass again? With this big, black cock? With this POZ cock?” “Yes.” Ryan’s fingers began working the black man’s zipper. Freeing his cock. “Yes what, boy?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good boy.” — Jared: Monday Morning — Jared groaned as he woke. Every night, more dreams. Sucking. Getting Fucked. Begging for more. Back in the park toilet, or with Hal, or with Ryan, or with one of his professors, or some guy he had seen around campus. Every morning: waking with his white briefs filled with cum from his wet dreams. He hadn’t actually been back to the toilets since that one night. It was a sin. He wanted — needed — to confess, repeat, and be morally clean. But the dreams were so intense. So amazing… He climbed out of bed walked into the bathroom, pulling down and discarding his underwear as he went. With a contented sigh he let out his morning pee… … ow! Burning. Discomfort. He glanced down. The head of his penis was covered in some sort of fluid. Kind of yellow. 
No. No. No. No! NO! He had been so good for so long. It couldn’t be. One indiscretion he told himself. Just one. It wasn’t fair! He couldn’t have an STI. Couldn’t. — Jared: Wednesday Afternoon — Jared slouched on the examination room chair. He had known what they were going to tell him. A quick internet search had confirmed his fears. But it was confirmed: both gonorrhoea and chlamydia. And they wanted him to come back in a month or so for an HIV test. Strangely, all he could think about was hoping no one had seen him come in to this clinic either to get tested on Monday afternoon or back in today for results. If anyone he knew saw him here… well… he would just die. “So. You know there are questions we have to ask.” The young man across the table said with a patient and understanding half-smile. “Do you know where you may have been exposed and contracted the infection? Particularly sex without a condom.” Jared’s face flushed red. “Yes. Last Tuesday. I met someone… well. Not met. I was… um. I didn’t plan on it. Didn’t mean it to happen.” “It’s ok. Relax. Infections like these are very common in people your age. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of it.” The other man paused. “Last Tuesday you say? Well. Technically that is within the window for the result to show up. But only barely. Any other sexual partners before then?” “No. Only. …” Jared scowled. “There was one other guy. He was my first.” “We need to have him come in for testing as well. It sounds like it didn’t end well. If you want, we can give you a card to mail to him to let him know.” The thought of contacting Hal made Jared want to retch. No. He wouldn’t be doing that. — Friday evening — “… and this is Carl.” When Ryan had said he wanted to introduce him to “the man in his life”, Jared had not been sure what to expect. But, whatever Jared expected, it wasn’t Carl. He noticed the little details about Carl first: older — probably almost 30 — the beard, the muscular build, the chocolate skin. The second thing, almost immediately behind the first was the feeling of a quiet and assured authority in the way he carried himself. Like someone who was used to being obeyed. Jared admitted to himself that he felt a bit intimidated. “It’s nice to meet you.” He managed to say. Intimidating or not, Carl’s smile was friendly and genuine. “Great to meet you too. Ryan has told me a lot about you.” “Some of it good, I hope.” “Some of it good, yeah. Although…” Carl paused. “… he said you are still a virgin? And that you don’t drink? We may have to revoke your gay card if that’s true.” He said it with such a straight face that, for just a moment, Jared thought Carl was genuinely disappointed. Then they all laughed. “Well…. maybe not so much of a virgin anymore.” Ryan’s mouth dropped open. “What? Spill the gossip. What have you been hiding from me.” “I met a guy, one thing led to another.” Ryan looked like he was about to ask a million questions. “I’ll tell you about it some other time.” Jared said quickly. “It didn’t end well and I don’t want tonight to be about that.” Carl’s hand rested on his shoulder. “Men are pigs. All of us. Don’t let the assholes get you down. And, in the meanwhile, congratulations on getting to keep your gay card.” They all laughed again and Jared felt relieved that it was out in the open. — Jared: Six Weeks Later — Jared felt a bit sick when he walked back to the waiting room. The clinic wasn’t as busy today, the day he and Ryan had both come in for their HIV tests. They had called Ryan in first. He had been called in a few minutes later. Then, the wait. They had called Ryan back in for results first. Jared had been called in before Ryan returned. Ryan was there now, waiting for him. He looked a little pale but Jared couldn’t see the same fear in his friend’s eyes that he himself felt. Ryan looked up as he approached. Their eyes met. Understanding. Acceptance. No words were needed, but Ryan spoke anyway: “You too, huh?” Jared nodded. “Welcome to the club, I guess. Let’s go get a coffee and then I need to call Sir and tell him the news.” “I still don’t understand your relationship.” Jared whispered as they left. “But I’m a bit jealous of it right now.” “You’ve always been jealous.” Ryan whispered back with a quiet laugh. Yeah. Jared thought to himself. But now I’m not jealous of Carl getting you. I’m jealous of you having Carl. — Jared: That evening — It was dark now. The sun had gone down a couple hours again and Jared was still walking. He just didn’t feel like going home yet. Ryan hadn’t wanted to leave him but Jared had insisted. He just need time to think things through. No, he assured his friend, he wasn’t going to hurt himself. Yes, he had promised, he would call in the morning. Now what? That was the question he kept coming back to. He hadn’t been to Church in a month. He kept finding reasons not to go. Excuses really. He knew them for what they were. He should go back this Sunday he told himself. He missed the stability the Church had always provided but it seemed distant to him now. But he he hadn’t had sex again either. He wanted it. He dreamt about it. But he abstained. Part of repentance was not repeating the sin. So no more sex. Not since that night. In the park. The park. He looked around. He was in the park now. And there. Just ahead. The little building with the park toilet. His wandering feet had brought him here. Of all places. He should go. Go home and pray. But he didn’t. He opened the door and walked into the men’s toilet. The room smelled like man sex. Sweat. Cum. He filled his lungs with the heavy air like a drug. He entered the stall, locked it, and sat down on the toilet. He was just thinking, he told himself. This was a quiet place. As good as any. But there was the glory hole. He stared at it like he was looking into the maw of hell. He wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting there when someone else came in. They tried his stall and then entered the one next to it. He could see them, or at least the shadow of them, through the hole. He knew what was coming. There was no question about what the other man would do. Only about what he would do in return. And, yes, there it was. A cock coming through the hole. It was big and a bush of ginger pubic hair surrounded it. He could even make out a scorpion tattoo on the hip. Probably POZ then. Like him. His brain still struggled. And argued. But his body knew what to do. He had, after all, done this once before. He unfastened his jeans, let them fall. Pushed his underwear down. Turned his ass to the hole. Leaning forward to get the angle right. Rubbing his spit on his hole and on the cock. And, as he had done weeks ago, backing up onto this stranger’s cock. Letting it push inside him. The faceless stranger moaned in the next cubicle. “Fuck yeah, fag. Give me that ass.” Jared moaned back his own wordless reply. But words didn’t matter. He had made his decision about who and what he was. About what came next in his life. And he had no regrets.

Joining the Gang by RawNerd » Wed Jul 27, 2011 11:54 am Joining the Gang My family had just moved and I was forced to leave my friends behind, especially my girlfriend. We had been dating since before starting high school. She was really cute and everyone said that we made a great couple. I was 5’10” tall with a lean runners build weighing 145 pounds with blond hair and green eyes. She was 5’6”, with a tight gymnast body weighing about 100 pounds with red hair and eyes. We lost our virginity to each other when we were 15 after our freshman year. The sex was incredible and I never found the need to jerk off, that is, until we moved and I was separated from her by a couple thousand miles. We had just gotten settled and I put on my rollerblades and set out to explore this dinky little town we moved to. My parents told me that they had a skate park here and I set out to find it. After negotiating the small streets I found the skate park and noticed a group of guys skating and having fun. I figured it was time to meet some new friends. I started to skate around when a couple of the guys came over to talk to me. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” This big guy said. I was guessing he was about 6’1” or 6’2”, no more than 150 pounds. Kind of like a stick if you ask me. “If you want to skate here you’re gonna have to join our gang.” These delinquents are a gang? That was a surprise for such a dinky little town like this. I grew up in the big city and these guys didn’t seem like a gang to me. I felt I could handle myself and figures why not join them. “Sure I’ll join your gang.” The tall lanky guy seemed to be the leader and gave me an address and told me to meet them after sun down if I seriously had the balls to join them. I never backed down from anything in my life and these guys were no challenge. I skated home and just before dark I skated over to the address they gave me. It was a house at the end of the block. I skated up to the door and there was a sign that told me to go to the back door and go down the stair to the basement. I went around to the back door and kicked off my skates and headed down the stairs. The basement was dimly light and when I hit the bottom of the stairs I was grabbed and pushed to the floor. I felt ropes being placed around my wrists and ankles. I was dragged over to a wooden saw horse where my wrists and ankles were tied down. I then felt my shorts and t-shirt being cut away from my body leaving me in my boxers. I figured this was their little initiation to their gang. Then I saw the leader standing before me as he kicked his shorts off and shucked his shirt over his head. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and I had a good look at his cock as it began to stiffen. I felt something cool on my as the gang leader began to tell me what was going on. “I knew who you were the second I saw you at the skate park. You’re the son of our new church minister. We figured you’d be a good addition to our gang. My dad is the county sheriff, we have the son’s of the high school principal, both son’s of the mayor and few others.” Then I felt a needle stick in my arm and a rush up my arm into my throat. I coughed out really hard, felt my heart beating really fast as a loud ringing began in my ears. I thought ‘WOW! What did they just give me?’ I began to feel so horny but I could tell my cock was soft. The gang leader continued, “Are you liking what we just gave you? I had a feeling you would. It’s a gang initiation ritual I started it when we started this gang. Three of us are the founders, myself and the two brothers who are the sons of the mayor. When we added the son of the county sheriff we had our way to get stuff.” I then began to feel my boxers cut away and something cold and wet on my ass. The leader moved behind me and I felt something hard begin to push against my hole. As I felt my ass stretch open another gang member stepped up in front of me and stuck his hard cock in my face. I started to say ‘I’m not gay’ when the cock slipped between my lips. “You liking my cock in your hole? the gang leader asked me. All I could do was moan around the cock in my mouth. The guy fucking me began to pound away at my hole as the guy fucking my mouth was working his cock into my throat. “Are you ready to join us, be one of us?” I did my best to say yes as I felt the cock in my ass swell up spasm. As he unloaded in my ass he bent down to whisper in my ear, “Take my dirty cum.” After he withdrew his cock it was replaced by another. Shortly after that the cock in my mouth began to get harder. The guy fucking my face told me “You better swallow everything I gives you.” I felt the first shot of cum as it hit the back of my throat. I swallowed all I could and a little bit dribbled out of the corner of my mouth. He held his cock in my mouth as it softened and I continued to suck on it. Then I felt a warm liquid to slowly fill my mouth and drank it down. The second cock in my ass pounded in deep and then he shot his load deep inside me as someone whispered in my ear, “There’s a second dirty load for you.” I got fucked by every gang member and took at least 2 loads from each. After they were done with me my ropes were cut and I was let go. As I stood up I felt like a new man and was still very horny. One of the guys got on his knees and began to suck my dick. It felt amazing but I was still not hard. They had me sit down and relax as this guy kept his mouth working on my soft dick. His work began to pay off as my dick began to get hard. Soon I was rock hard and the guy sucking me turned around and pushed his ass against my hard cock. I slid right in and began to fuck away at his ass. In all the times I had sex with my girlfriend it never felt this good. I grabbed him by the waist and began to fuck him like I fucked my girlfriend, but this was much better. I never felt a pussy as tight as this guy’s ass. It took me a long time to cum and soon I felt that tingle in my balls I hadn’t felt since I fucked my girlfriend last. My orgasm was so strong when I shot I thought my cum would blast out this guys mouth. After I finished up everyone welcomed me into the gang. They said all that was left for me was to get a gang tattoo of a biohazard symbol on the small of my back. They had me sit down as one of the gang members was the son of the guy who owned the tattoo parlor in town. Part 2-The next Day After my initiation I was helped home by a couple of the fellow gang members. I was lucky my folks weren’t home when I got there. I went directly up stairs and into the bathroom. I recall having the need to take a dump, but when I sat down to take my shit, the only thing that came out was a white glob of goo mixed with some red tinge of blood. I took a hot shower and tried to lay down and get some sleep, but I remember feeling very alert and ‘wired’ that I was up most of the night. The next morning I heard my dad leave for work as I drifted off to sleep. I woke later as my mom stuck her head in my room to say “I’m going down to the church to help your father. I should be home around dinner. Are you feeling ok?” “Yeah, I think I over did it at the skate park yesterday. I think I’m just gona lay around today and relax.” “OK, but call me at the church if you need anything.” “Yes mom.” I laid my head back down as I relived what had happened to me the night before. It was strange, but my thought was I experienced what a chick must feel when she sucks cock and is getting fucked. I heard my mom begin to head out the door. I vaguely heard voices down stair and I was trying to figure our who my mother was talking to when I heard the front door close and the sound of someone coming back up the stairs. I figured my mother called my dad and decided to stay home and take care of me when my door opened up and it was a couple of my gang friends. One of them asked me, “You doing ok?” “I’m getting along. I didn’t get t sleep till early this morning and been laying here dozing in and out of sleep.” “Well we got something that will pick you up and get ya moving.” They came over to me in bed and for the first time I was able to watch as they gave me some sort of shot that they said ‘will pick me up and get me moving.’ One guy swabbed my arm with alcohol as the other put a tight piece of rubber tubing around my arm. I watched as the needle was stuck into my vein, a little blood trickled into the clear fluid and then they pushed it all into my arm. When the tubing was removed from my arm I felt a small rush and coughed a bit. Then I felt like a new man with energy and was rather horny too. My fellow gang members noticed I was naked in bed. They dropped their shorts and climbed in with me. This was different then the brutal fuck I received the night before. We made out, kissed, and caressed each other. This was the first time I ever kissed another guy and I was liking it. Then we positioned ourselves in a circle so that we each could suck a cock as our got sucked. Since I was new to the gang it was my responsibility to ‘serve as the bitch.’ I figured this meant to suck and get fucked by both of them. One of my gang buds laid down on his back with his hard cock pointing to the ceiling. I was told “Lube your ass bro and sit it down on my fuck stick.” I grabbed the vaseline I keep in my night stand and greased up my hole. I positioned myself over his cock and slid down to the base. I was expecting the other gang bud to come around in front of me so I could suck his dick, but instead I was pulled down so I could kiss the guy inside me. I heard from behind me, “Damn bro your looking good on that cock” as I felt a hand on my back. I wasn’t sure what was going on when he pushed down and I felt his dick begin to join the other inside me. My well stretched hole was being forced open more. I squealed some in pain as something was held under my nose. I was told to breathe in deeply and hold my breath for a few seconds. I next felt an intense rush of pleasure through my body as the second cock bottomed out balls deep in me. Both guys fucked me as hard as they could and as deep as they could till I felt each one tense up and shot his cum inside me. They each were sure to let me know as they bred my ass telling me that they gave me more toxic cum for my already infected cunt. They pulled out of my well stretch hole and we got dressed. The guys just had me throw on some baggy shorts and a t-shirt like they had on and we headed down stairs where they made me eat something even though I didn’t feel hungry. We threw our roller blades on and headed towards the skate park. On our way over to the skate park we stopped at the local 7-Eleven and picked up some water to drink through the day. We got a dozen bottles and went t meet the rest of the gang. Once we got there we opened up all the water bottles and I watched as a small bottle was pulled out of a bag and a little bit was poured into each water bottle with more poured into the last bottle which I was handed and told to drink it slowly. We skated around most of the day and worked our way through the water. One by one we each removed our shirt as we got hotter and began to sweat from skating. As we skated around I noticed that guy’s shorts were sagging enough to allow me to see that every guy seemed to have the same tattoo on the small of his back. Then I began to recall something from the night before, I almost forgot about getting a tattoo on the small of my back. As I drank my water I began to feel a little light headed, warm and horny. I guess the guys noticed the effect it was having on me and a couple of them pulled me into the bushes. Once we were well hidden in the thick brush I was pushed to my knees. One of my gang buddies stood before me and looked down at me. “Are you ready to learn how to suck cock and swallow my cum?” I recall having a cock shoved in my mouth as the night’s festivities began but I never really sucked on it; it was more like the guy fucked my mouth. Now I was going to have to knowingly give a blow job. He stepped up to me; his hard cock pointing its way to my mouth. I knew what was expected of me and opened up with out a fight. His cock slid right in and I began to suck cock (not like I really knew what I was doing). I must have been doing something right cause the guy I was sucking put his hand on my head and began to run his fingers through my hair. He began to softly moan as I felt his cock begin to thicken in my mouth. He looked down at me and reminded me, “You are to swallow all of our cum today.” It was shortly after that I felt the first blast of his cum in my mouth. I tried to swallow, but he was cumming so much I waited till he was doing firing before I swallowed it down. I licked his cock clean as he asked me to “Show me your mouth, I want to make sure you swallowed it all.” I opened my mouth as he pulled up his shorts and the next gang member stepped up. It went on like this all afternoon. One by one I sucked of each gang member before we headed over the house we were at last night. I learned that the gang was able to secure the house since one of the gang member’s mother was a realtor and his father was the president of the bank. Part 3-Church The gang got this house when it went into foreclosure and the bank took possession. It became their hangout and place to do whatever they wanted. We ordered some pizza and hang out playing Playstation 3. I’ve never been that good at video games and when it came to my turn to play I tried to pass to someone else who would do better than I would and would probably enjoy it better than myself. “You’re gona play bitch. Tell ya what, you win you get to fuck anyone in the gang.” “And if I lose?” “If you lose you’ll pay with your ass.” I knew I had no choice and I did my best and ended up losing (as I kind of knew I would). I put the controller down, stood up and dropped my shorts. I was led over to a corner of the living room where I was told to get on my hands and knees. Then with little lube I felt a hard cock at my ass as it pushed its way inside me. A moan escaped my lips as the cock bottomed out inside my well abused ass. This was to be a brutal fuck since very little lube was used. I felt the friction as he pulled out and pushed back in. He had a tight grip on my waist as he began to pound me without mercy. I could hear his breathing begin to get heavy when he slammed in hard and unloaded deep inside me. He fucked me for a few more minutes with his cum acting as lube before he pulled out with a loud pop. Before I could get off the ground another gang member slipped inside me. I was thankful for the generous load of cum that was already deposited inside my ass acting as lube. This fuck didn’t seem to last as long as the one before it when I felt the guy slam balls deep in me and unload. This went until it was dark out. It had to be close to 8:30 on a Saturday night. I had to be at church in the morning when the leader stood up and announced that we better be getting home since we have church in the morning. I never figured these guys as church goers. We all headed out and headed home. I was walked home by the 2 gang members who came and got me this morning. They could tell I was ready to crash. We got to my house and they came in to meet my father since they had already met my mother that morning. I was surprised that they acted like perfect gentlemen. With everything we do through the day they really acted normal. We went up to my room. I was so ready to crash when they told me to meet them outside the church in the morning. We said goodbye and they headed out. I think I was out the second I laid my head down. When I woke in the morning I jumped in the shower and got myself ready for church. I knew this was a big day for my dad since it was his first sermon. When we arrived at the church I met some of the guys outside. I introduced them to my dad before he headed inside to get ready. “I didn’t expect to see any of you guys here this early.” “We figured you’d have to be here early with your dad. Have you been to the church before today?” “Only a couple times and I’ve only seen the chapel and my dad’s office.” “Why don’t you let us show you around.” I followed them around until we were in a part of the church that appeared to be hardly used where we could be alone. One we were there I was asked, “You look like you’re dragging a bit?” “Yea, I could’ve used a little more sleep.” “We got a little something, something to help you get through today.” One of them pulled out a needle and the other put the tubing on my arm. I felt the needle stick I was growing accustom to and was starting to like. I felt the rush and was perking up already. I wasn’t expecting what happened next when the third member of our little group undid my belt and my pants dropped to the floor. I was left in my boxers when I was reminded “We do not wear underwear!” I thought they were going to fuck me. I felt like I needed a cock in my hole, but they just told me to pull my pants back up and we went out in front of the church to wait for the rest of the guys. The guys came one by one with their parents. We all decided to sit together which was fine with my mom since I was making new friends. And the parents of these friends were the leaders of the community. After my father’s sermon there was a lunch social so that the church community. I met the parents of each of my gang brother. They were all clueless as to what their children were up to on a daily basis. As the social was ending our leader approached me to let me know, “Sunday is for our families; we expect to see you tomorrow at the skate park by noon.” We all went our separate ways with our families. We spent the day with a bar-b-que at home, just me and our parents. As the day worn on I felt my energy level dropping quickly and by the time we were done eating dinner I was ready to crash. I headed up to my room and into bed. I think I was out before my head hit the pillow.

Same thing. Honestly with the advent of PREP one of the things that has come around that they are doing research on is how uncommon condom use has become. I was explaining this to a bottom friend of mine who was visiting New Orleans from France that if he puts his ass out there, there will literally be no guys that will want to use a condom. Most recently I was talking to this masculine straight man on Grindr and Scruff and neither of us realized it was the other having two parallel conversations until much later. Interestingly, on Grindr he was talking about how if he got an STD or HIV he would kill himself and how it would be the end of the world and he would not be able to face himself. I tried to educate him about STDs and HIV but he was married with kids and Mexican and apparently in his head that meant he wasnt allowed to fuck around with men and getting something would out him and he would kill himself if that happened. Who knows. I educated him about condom use at the time and he asked me a million questions about how to protect himself including using condoms for oral too etc. Our conversation on Scruff ended up with him in my apartment and when he came over, I realized from location that it was him I was talking to on Grindr too. He was sexy handsome hairy stud daddy. He undressed and started to aggressively make out with me, finger my hole, eat me out and then made me go down on him. he then flipped me on my back and proceeded to spit on my hole and push his way in. It was at that point that I did something I have done very seldom in my life but for his sake (given he was talking a few minutes ago how he would kill himself and how scared he was of bareback sex) I did: I said, "Condom?" and gave him one I had laid out on the bed. He took it from my hand and literally tossed it over his shoulder and said, "No. I will breed you. I need to empty my balls inside you. have my cum in your ass." And then he pushed all the way in and did exactly what he told me he wanted to do. He fucked me missionary style, like a straight man fucks: with intense abandon and selfishness. Then after about ten minutes, came inside me. Stayed hard and inside me. Kept fucking me for another five minutes before I burst. And then as my ass tensed and it started to hurt after I had cum, he asked if I was done and I told him "Yes, I get tight and it starts to hurt after I cum. Its hurting now." He smiled and started to fuck me harder and rougher ripping my insides. Kept going for another ten minutes till he came again. Straight man who would kill himself if he got something left two forceful loads inside me even though I had offered a condom.

Last Thursday night...2 loads. Got back to my hotel about midnight, on a work trip. Got on bbrt to see if I could get bred late night. Hot young muscle asian guy was only 120 ft away, hit him up, found out we were in same hotel. Door ajar, he came up, walked in dark room, all I saw was his muscular legs and green flip flops. Within seconds he was mounting me and inside me and in a few minutes blew his load up my ass. No talking, not much sound, just grunting when he inseminated me. He got off me, put on his shorts and quietly walked out. No more men close by so no more loads and I went to sleep. At around 3AM, I was awakened to to contact soft knocking on the door. I go up and went to look, outside all I could see was a small piece of paper that said, “ do u want my second load?” I lightly opened the door, he held it and whispered through, keep the lights off and get back in same position. I did and he came in, again all I could see was his smooth muscular calf muscles, his flip flops and feet. Short came off and he mounted me again. He took a good 15 minutes pumping me with his thick cock. Bust his nut in me finally. Again nothing but quiet grunts. He put on his shorts and quietly left... I thanked him on bbrt. But never saw him or his face. Nice 2 loads.

I mistook my fuck flu for a chem comedown. Was one hell of a binge, naive fucker I was! Last few fuckers I gifted ended up in hospital which does how strong my strain is getting! Happy days!!!!

I once saw this cumdump @gangbangsuperstar at a restaurant eating lunch with his parents so I motioned for it to meet me in the restroom. she came right in, we went in the stall where I pissed down his throat. but it made me horny so I fucked a quick load into her pussy before sending her back to the table with her mommy and daddy with an ass full of my cum haha

just dumped my load in a skinny, queeny little teenage faggot on his parents bed while he wore his little sisters bra and panties.fucked her from behind doggystyle with a belt around her neck. the girl was begging me "kill me daddy" whenever i let her breathe. nasty slut already had 3 loads in her pussy when i got there. love it when a cumdump loses consciousness. said shes skipping class today just to take loads all day. lol

On Saturday, I got a message from Louis that said “Sorry abt Wed. Didn’t mean to run off like that.” I replied “Sure you did. hope u got laid.” I really meant it. He needed some pussy to balance out the homo sex he had been having the past month. I respected that he needed both and hoped that he knew I was ok with it. I was happy to be the fuckbuddy. An hour later he replied “I did. u ok?” I sent back a reply telling him that I really was ok with it, and I expect him to fuck other people and he should expect I would too. It took a few hours, but he sent me back another message “Ryan, I hope you’re serious. This is very different than any relationship I have been in and I don’t want to screw it up.” I sent back a message “weather good tomorrow. Ride?” figuring it would be better to talk about ‘us’ face to face. He replied “??? ok. when?” I understood why he was confused, but I just replied “we can talk then. 9 am ur place.” I got to his place at 9am and we took off. We didn’t really say anything when we stopped. We were out in the sticks and I saw the sign I was looking for. I slowed and we pulled off into a little roadside park with a couple picnic tables. I turned off my bike and peeled off my leather jacked. It weighed a ton since it was full of sweat. I sat down at the picnic table and opened my bottle of warm water. I watched Louis sit down on the other side and he looked back at me with a worried look. “Louis, we need to talk. You said you didn’t want a gay relationship and then we went back to fucking again. I truly don’t have a problem with you fucking women or even other men. This is what a fuck buddy relationship is. No strings, no expectations. If you want to fuck with me, we do it. Otherwise we find someone else. Have you ever had casual sex besides when you and I fucked?” He looked even more confused. “Uh, not really. That girl in the bar was the first. I’m not even sure what to call what we did” he said. “Dude, that IS casual sex. Fucking with no commitments. She and I have been your sole casual sex partners. It’s just sex. We may care about each other, but there’s no expectation that we are committing to each other as a couple. We’re just friends who like to fuck. Did you have fun with her?” I asked. “Yeah, I did. She was a lot wilder than any other woman I’ve been with. She loved it when I got rough. Not as rough as we’ve gotten, but close. We fucked almost all night” he replied. “You gonna see here again?” I asked, knowing what the answer was probably going to be. “Nah, unless we meet in the bar again. I didn’t even get her number” Louis said with a laugh. There was a pause and he asked “Did you hookup with anyone that night?” “Not really. Just a blowjob in the john. He’s blown me a few times but that’s as far as we’ve gone” I said. I kind of thought he was fishing to see if I had hooked up with one or both of his work buddies so I added “I left your buddies playing pool after the blowjob and then I went home.” I saw him staring at me and was wondering what was going through his mind. “Why do I get hard when I look at you?” Louis asked. “Well, it’s like Pavlov’s dogs. Almost every time we get together, we fuck. Now your body kind of expects it to happen. Is that a problem?” I asked with a devilish grin. “Not really. I love having sex with you” Louis replied. “Good, cuz I feel the same. Follow me” I told him. We left our jackets on the table and headed to the grove of trees that surrounded the picnic area. I found the nearest decent sized tree and walked past it and turned around. I pushed Louis against the tree and kissed him roughly. My hand reached down and I felt his stiff cock through his jeans and then groped his balls too. “Someone’s horny” I said, breaking the kiss and pulling his sweat soaked tank top off. I rubbed my hands over his sweaty chest hair down to his belt. I unbuckled it and unzipped his jeans, pushing them down. I was bent over, sucking and biting on his nip pinning him back against the tree. I reached down to stroke his cock but found it was already as hard as a rock. I moved over to the other nipple and gave it a few flicks of my tongue and a quick nibble before I sunk to my knees, taking his cock into my mouth. I slowly sucked my way down until my face was pressed into his now untrimmed pubes. Squeezing my throat around the tip of his cock I heard him say “Oh fuuuuck. We’re not gonna do it here, are we?” I mumbled “Mmhmm” around his cock as I began to bob on it. I could feel his body twisting as he looked around to see if anyone could see us. A car zipped down the highway but I doubt they could see us in the woods. Knowing that Louis’s sex life had been pretty vanilla before he met me, I guessed that this was the first time he had ever had outdoor sex. I didn’t want him to waste his load down my throat so I unbuttoned my jeans and stood up, getting my face right next to his and said “Fuck me.” He looked startled but moved from the tree and behind me. I bent over and wrapped my hands on each side of the one foot diameter tree trunk. I heard Louis spit on his hand and rub it into my hole before he spat again right on it. I felt the tip of his cock push against my hole and then plowed inside. There wasn’t enough spit for him to slide in easily and it hurt, but I loved it. He pulled back and then drove steadily in again. Each time got easier between me stretching out and his precum soaking my pussy. Louis’ hands grasped my shoulders with each thumb on my neck before he started to pound me harder. We were both grunting and growling as he fucked faster. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long and I was right. He gave me a few hard thrusts and shoved in as deep as he could before I felt his cock swell, followed by pulses from his dick. I could feel his whole body shake as the orgasm ended and he pulled his still hard cock out of my ass. I stood up and turned to see him start to pull up his jeans. “Not so fast. Now it’s your turn” I told him. He looked surprised and a little worried. I laughed and said “Bend over and grab the tree” as I knelt behind him. I licked the sweat off of his empty balls, up the taint to his hole. His musk smelled amazing and made my cock even harder. I licked like a starving animal and pushed my tongue into the tight pucker. I spent several minutes feasting on Louis’ ass, feeling the hair brush across my tongue as I sucked up all of the sweat and getting his hole as slick as possible with my spit. My cock was aching to enjoy all the pleasures my tongue was getting. A long string of precum was connected between the piss slit and the grass below me. I stood up and kept his butt cheeks spread wide as my cock zeroed in on it’s target. He was tight, almost as tight as the first time I fucked him, but his hole seemed to be sucking my cock inside. As I bottomed out with my balls resting on his, I heard a car pass by on the highway. I waited until it was gone and knew it wasn’t pulling into the park before I rocked my hips and began to fuck Louis. I wasn’t as frantic as he was, this was a slow pleasurable fuck. I slowly built up speed listening to Louis moan and mutter. By now he had forgotten about getting caught and was completely zoned in on feeling my bare cock pumping in and out of him. He would give a quick squeeze occasionally, encouraging me to fill him with another load of cum, but I wanted to make this a nice long fuck. It was a beautiful sunny day with a gentle breeze blowing against my bare ass. I could feel Louis’ cum starting to leak out and it caused my balls to start to tighten up. I gave him a few more hard thrusts and then the spurts of cum started to flood his guts with my warm seed. It was one of the biggest loads I had shot in a long time, helped no doubt by hearing Louis beg for it. I stepped back, catching my breath and Louis pulled away from the tree. He kneeled down in front of me and licked my softening cock. He would lick and then lean back before going back and licking more of my cum covered cock. After six or seven laps of his tongue, he swallowed my stiffening cock. My body shuddered as his lips and tongue brushed over the sensitive head of my cock. He took me all in, holding my ass with his hands. He slowly pulled back and looked up at me with bits of cum in his beard. Louis stood up and pulled his jeans up, buckling his belt and picking his shirt up off the ground and putting it back on. As I was pulling my jeans up I heard a twig break nearby and looked to see a young farmer about our age standing there with his cock in his hand. “Fuck that was so hot. I hope you guys come back sometime and let me join in” he said. I saw Louis turn bright red but I smiled back at the guy. “Sure, I bet that would be fun” I replied and started to walk back to the picnic table. As Louis and I put our jackets on, the farmer came up and said “Let me give you my number.” I handed him my phone and watched as he added a contact ‘Farmer Ben’. I took my phone back and stuffed it back in my jacket. “I’m serious. I’d love to hookup with you guys some time. I don’t get much action around here” Ben said. “I’ll give you a yell next time we’re out this way. Later” I replied as I headed back to my bike, Louis a few steps behind me. I put my gloves and helmet on and pressed the starter. I nodded back to Ben as I made a u-turn and headed back to the highway, wondering how much Ben saw.

Just how I like it

Super hot story. I’d love to be properly raped. My first time was basically rape. Drunk with my straight mates at 18, slid off to suck some cock at the local beat. Large older man took me home and said “you are going to get fucked tonight, you know that don’t you?” He knew I was a virgin. he was much bigger than me - I was a pale skinny little ginger bitch. He got me naked on the bed on all fours. I can only imagine my tight pink virgin hole must have been amazing to look at. He got a real prize, but I didn’t know it at the time. i asked for a Condom and he obliged. Hurt so bad at first! When your arse to a new and doesn’t know how to fuck - I was so tense. That sharp pain as a cock jabs into you the first time. But pretty soon I took to it and was pushing back like a pro. Then later he was on top of me and pinning me down. I realised he didn’t have a Condom and I said not without one. He said I’d already had him in me bare... and he held me down and fucked me senseless. He’d cum on me, then I’d lie there not sure what to do or where I was. I’d drift off to sleep then wake up to him pinning me down and fucking men again. He was relentless. This went on until morning and he sent me home in a taxi. my dream is to be totally sober and properly force raped hard and violently.

It may not have gone quite to my original plan (either in terms of how the story developed as well as how long it took to tell it) but I hope it was enjoyable anyway.

Had a first for me... After a while of kissing, sucking, and fucking in various positions and getting close but not quite to orgasm, my favorite hung dad got on top of me and started fucking my hole hard from behind. He hit my prostate, and like usual, I moaned and saw stars. But his big curved cock was in just the right position to punch my prostate repeatedly while he fucked the hell out of me. Gave me my first hands free orgasm ever, and when I lost control and my hole started spasming he let out a roar and shot his load in me. He gave a few more thrusts to get his seed deep inside me. It was one of the most intense fucks I've ever had. I've never been big on using female names to describe me or my body, but that's one time where even though he said nothing dominant or degrading, the physical experience still made me feel like daddy's bitch... and I felt like he just claimed ownership of my pussy.

I hate FAKE moaning and groaning. Those movies I turn off. Guys having a good time and responding to one another. Flip Fucking is hot. Group sex where its not posed and boring. Love watchjng a guy shooting INSIDE a hole for true breeding. Only watch BB porn,

Similar thing happened to me recently. Was talking to this hot guy who wanted a threesome with another discrete top and started a group conversation. The discrete guy had no picture and told me he knew me from work. Somehow or the other the threesome never happened and he discrete guy hits me up at 3am asking me if I can host. Hubby is sleeping and I explain to him that I am a loud bitch so wont work since he is straight and lives with a girlfriend and cant host himself. He says he will pick me up and we can mess around in his truck. I agree. A few minutes later he is outside my house. I go in and see my medical student who I had supervised a few months ago. Handsome as hell. White guy from Bosnia. Dark haired and hairy chest. 6'6". Big beefy guy. Dressed in sweatpants and a dirty white wifebeater with running shoes. I get into his truck. My heart is racing since I've never hooked up with someone I was supervising before. He gets in. I can smell his ripe armpits from across the seat. He laughs and says, "I've been stalking you and thinking of a way to fuck your ass for three months now." I smiled back and asked him what he wants. He starts the truck and starts driving. I bend down and pull out his hard 9" thick dick and start to blow him. His thick bush pungent in my nostrils as he pushes my head down on his huge cock and I try my best not to choke and gag. After a few minutes the truck stops and he turns it off. I still stay down. He pulls my head up. We are by the lake in a small park close to my home. Large parking area. There are some other cars parked with mostly straight couples fucking and some random teenagers hanging around. He gets out of the car and makes me follow him. He walk to a deserted park of the park on a bench. He aggressively pulls my shirt off and I pull my pants down. I lay down on the bench on my back and he starts to eat me out. It feels amazing but I am nervous since I've come to this park often and we are basically in an open area with literally no trees and some lights around. I can see the other cars and people in the distance which means they cant see us as well. I figure he doesnt care. He pulls out his dick from his track pants. At this point he is fully clothed and I am stark naked. He pushed his thick cock into me. He starts to fuck me aggressively and Jackhammers me basically. It hurts like hell for the first five minutes and then the pain turns into complete pleasure as my sphincter is destroyed and the only sensation I have is his length and girth inside me rubbing my prostrate and rearranging my internal organs. I tell him I am close and he orders me, "Cum for me". I do as he commands. My ass spasms and squeezes tight around his cock as I cum and I see his eyes roll back as he starts to thrust deeper and more forcefully than before and empty his balls into me. He cums for about 8 long thrusts and then throws himself onto my body with his cock still inside me. His wifebeater is wet with sweat as is his face and arms. He kisses me aggressively for a few minutes for the first time since we have met and I start to feel his dick swell up again inside me. He starts to slowly fuck me again. this time holding my face and kissing me. It is less aggressive and more intimate. I run my hands through his thick dark hair as he pumps away at my hole. His tongue is still down my throat. A few minutes later I note that he starts to speed up and I know he is getting close. Thrusts get deeper and I claw my fingernails into his hairy shoulders. He stops kissing me and lets out a loud groan and starts to cum again inside me. He pulls out and starts looking for my clothes as I lay there still weak from the fucking. He helps me put on my clothes. I see the other people in the distance not phased by us even though I am pretty sure they could see everything. We walk back to the truck and he drops me off home.

Online seems more and more like a video game -- everyone plays, but no one actually wants to meet or fuck. I've posted sex party ads on BBRT and will have 20-60 men ask to be invited - -then 1 or 2 show up. A midweek ad seems to do better than weekend (too many options perhaps?) I've also tried A4A as I love black men -- but after 2 years of zero connects, I gave up and moved on. BBRT used to equate to fast, willing sex partners, but not so much any more -- I think old fashion going out to clubs, sex clubs, etc., and connecting with pals and friends of pals always leads to much more sex.

Quickly checked your a4a profile and that looks fine. Good photos, clear statement re: what your after. I'm a bottom but if you were in my area and approached me I'd be tempted to try breeding you. Only possible negative is some people will be put off by you saying you like pnp. That said if pnp is essential for you keep it in there. You mentioned posting ads. In my experience these can be a crapshoot. Many times I'll spend days posting ads trying to set something up only to get nothing. As intimidating as it can be I find being proactive is key. Do a search for profiles and send a message (not an oink/wave, lots of guys ignore those) to a bunch you like saying you're interested. Don't just focus on one guy. If they don't respond, move on. Most important is to try not to take rejection personally. Taking myself as an example last month i was in a hotel and messaged tens of guys to set up a quick session. Most never responded, 1 gave a hard no, a few talked a good game and flaked. All that said I did get 2 to come over and breed me propper and am hopefully doing more with them in future. Point is even though most of my attempts failed, by casting a wide net I eventually caught a few loads. All that said remember that online dating is hard. 90% of the time you're going to be dealing with rejection. Since it's not face to face people are more likely to overlook you, make snap judgements or be an asshole. For every party add that got 10 or more responses in an hour I guarantee there were dozens more that either had no responses, a bunch of flakes or were canceled last minute. It can be demoralising. If it's giving you nothing but grief step away from online and try other things (bars, saunas, lgbt events). It might be what you need. Good luck

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

This is the first time I've posted in this section but I've wanted to tell this story for a long time. I've fucked bareback for many years now and have done so at various times in my life even when the safe sex message was really strong and it seemed like condoms were everywhere. I can honestly say I've never actively chased though. I enjoyed fucking and being fucked without a condom and of course I knew that some of the guys who fucked me and deposited their seed in me must be positive - but I didn't ever want to know. It didn't turn me on to know that I was taking a positive load or a negative load - what turned me on was not knowing. When I went home with a load of cum in my arse it was the knowledge that I might have been infected that turned me on the most. I've always been viewed as someone who is considered and measured and someone who makes sound judgements - both at work and in my personal life. When it comes to sex I totally get off on taking risks and always have. This happened a number of years ago when I had travelled up to Scotland to attend a friend's civil partnership ceremony, The ceremony was taking place in a country hotel just outside Glasgow and we were all staying over at the hotel. It was an amazing venue and I was looking forward to seeing all my friends and to enjoying the day. I was also very horny - I had been working hard for a while and had not had much time for play. I have always found weddings and civil partnerships good opportunities to hook up and I was hoping that I would be lucky this time. Although I am more of a top than a bottom, there are times when I just want to be fucked and fucked hard and this was one of them. I knew that only a good, hard bareback fuck would satisfy me. I met up with some of my friends and we had a few drinks before the ceremony. After the ceremony we all had a few more drinks and I was beginning to really enjoy myself. We had some time before the meal and as my eye began to wander round the room I noticed a good looking black guy standing with a group near the bar. He had a really fit body and when I went up to the bar to get some more drinks I couldn't help noticing that he had an even fitter arse. Just then he looked my way and smiled and I quickly looked away. I was fairly sure that he knew I had been checking out his arse and I got the impression that he didn't mind. After the meal I went to the toilet and when I went in there he was standing at the urinal taking a piss. He was standing back from the urinal and checking his phone with one hand while holding what looked like a massive cock in his other hand. He grinned at me as I took my place next to him and began to take a much needed piss. I couldn't help looking at his cock and he was not making any effort to hide it. When we had both finished and washed out hands at the sink he grinned at me. I grinned back and we both left the toilet. As we got outside he introduced himself and asked me if I fancied getting a drink. I had the feeling it was game on..... His name was Darren and as we chatted I found him really easy to get on with and found we had a lot in common. After a while our conversation became a bit more suggestive and then quite explicit and I was getting more and more turned on. He asked me if I was staying over and I said I was. He grinned and then to my disappointment he said it was a pity he wasn't staying over too. It turned out that he had to be back in London for work early the next morning and was flying back down on the last flight of the evening. I was really gutted but then he checked his watch and said we have at least an hour before the evening guests arrive - why don't we spend it having some fun. He had told me he had a partner but he had also made it clear that he was up for it and I had made it equally clear that I wanted him to fuck me. I finished my drink and motioned him to follow me. "Wait." he said. "There's something I have to tell you." I looked at him. "I don't like using condoms." he said. I grinned. "That's ok," I said "Neither do I." He was looking more serious now. "There's something else," he said. "I'm HIV positive." "Oh," I said "And I'm not on any meds." "Oh" I said again. "So you'd be taking a pretty big risk." He looked at me. I had been in this situation before and I knew that I could easily make an excuse and not take this any further but I knew I didn't want to do that. In fact I was even more turned on and I felt like I was going to cum in my pants at the thought of Darren fucking me and and pumping a big load of toxic cum into me. "I don't care." I said He asked me if I was sure and I nodded. I was sure. He grinned and seconds later we were making our way to the lift. The lift was empty and as soon as the doors closed he pulled me towards him and kissed me. I could feel his big cock pressing against me and it was all I could do to stop myself pulling my pants down letting him fuck me right there in the lift. Soon we were in my room and he was standing in front of me. I unzipped his smart trousers and pulled them down along with his smart designer underpants. His cocks was not yet fully hard but already I could see that it was massive. I took it into my mouth and he sighed as I began to suck his cock. I sucked him for a while and them moved down to lick his big balls. Soon we were both naked on the bed and I was down sucking his cock again. I motioned to him to turn over so that I could lick his arse and he knelt up on the bed for me. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue up his hairy arse. I licked him a while and then took his cock into my mouth again. I reached into the pouch of my holdall and took out some lube. "Fuck me!" I said. I knelt up on the bed - lubed and ready for him. I felt the head of his big cock pushing against my hole. " Are you sure you want this?" he asked as he pushed his cock slowly but surely up my arse. "Fuck yeah" I moaned "Do it!" He pushed his cock right up me, gave me a moment to get used to it, and the began to fuck. I was so turned on it was hard to stop myself from cumming as Darren began to fuck me. I can honestly say it was one of the best fucks I had ever had - I had rarely had such a big cock up me and I moaned for him to fuck me harder. He was fucking me hard and fast now and just as I was thinking it couldn't get any better he pulled out and motioned to me to get on my back. I l lay down on my back and raised my legs in the air as he pushed his big cock back up me and began to fuck again. I was urging him on now, moaning for him to fuck me and load me up and I knew he was getting close. As he fucked me I played with his big balls, knowing that they were full of toxic cum and that any minute now he was going to shoot it right into me. I thought back over all the years I had practised safe sex, using condoms on every occasion and never taking any chances. I thought back to how strictly I had been brought up and wondered what my friends who were so concerned about safe sex would say if they could see me on my back with my legs in the air begging for a positive load...... He was getting closer now - his breathing was getting heavier and he was fucking me even harder. "I'm close....." he panted, "Do you want it?" "Fuck yeah," I moaned "Do it....fucking do it" "I'm going to cum in your arse," he moaned "I'm going to do it.......I'm going to fucking poz you!" "Do it!" I moaned again "Fucking do it....Poz me......Knock me up!" I felt his toxic cum pumping into me and at the same moment I shot a massive load of cum all over myself. It felt like neither of us was ever going to stop cumming. When he had pulled out I took his cock into my mouth and licked it clean. I wanted every bit of cum he had to offer. I laid on the bed as Darren got up and as I heard him noisily taking a piss in the toilet I reflected on what I had just done. I knew I had wanted it and I knew I couldn't rule out doing something like this again. I had another drink with Darren and then I joined my friends for the evening. I wondered what they would think if they knew I had a big load of toxic cum in my arse. The thought kept me turned on all evening and after a while I excused myself and went to the toilet. I went into a cubicle and pulled my trousers and pants down. Even though I had cum heavily just a couple of hours before, I wanked myself off to another shattering climax, turned on by the feeling of a big toxic load deep in my arse. I had crossed another line.

Part 1 It started as a normal day- I was hornier than usual but had work all day. I got into my office, my co-worker was out which means it was just me doing administrative work all day. I worked quickly through the morning, bored and alone. My horny mind started to take over and I found myself logging on to Grindr. A few of the usual guys in the area messaged me. Vanilla and boring, nothing of note. A bit about me- I was 30 at the time with classic boy next door looks and personality. Slim with brown hair and eyes, a seven inch cock and I'm 5'11". To all who knew me I was a hard-working guy who was going on wholesome dates. Behind closed doors, I was all about cock. hooking up whenever I could- I had started partying three years earlier and loved to get cloudy, however I hadn't partied in few months and it wasn't much on my mind. However... A new face popped up in the Grindr feed. He was hot. He had brown hair and an intense look about him. his body was amazing, not too muscular but definitely worked out. I was intrigued. His profile mentioned getting wild and I knew I had to message him. He responded immediately and we were back and forth for awhile. I learned he was on his way to a city an hour away to have a wild weekend with a buddy. I asked him what "wild" meant to him. and he said he was going to part and fuck all weekend long. I instantly felt my cock harden under my desk. "Fuck" I replied "I wish I could join you but I have work". I sent him more pics of me and he then said how much he wanted me. He asked if I slammed. I said "No, just smoking... but have recently started watching slam vids- It intrigues me but I don't think I would." He told me he would love to meet up with me and asked if i could host. I told him I can host but have to work- he asked where I work and I told him. He got quiet for a bit and I thought I'd lost him. I got back to work for a few minutes and then right before lunch got a new message from him: "Hey- I'm in the parking lot, come out and say hi" I was surprised to say the least- I hadn't invited him to come here, hadn't even given him the address, he must have figured it out from me telling him where. I couldn't leave work but it was time for my lunch break- I could go say hi. He was going to his friends, maybe if we had a spark we could meet up another time. So I nervously went out to the parking lot to meet him. I got in his car and he drove to a far shaded corner of the lot. He was even hotter in person- I wanted him. I told hime I only had a few minutes- and he said how hot he thought I was, how he wanted me to take him to my house and have a weekend of fun with him. I reminded him I had work till 5 and asked about his plans. "honestly, my bud will understand if i can't make it, I want you bad. we can party all weekend- I have supplies." He said as he pulled out a baggie of T. He pulled me to him an started to make out with me. his kiss was so intense, so powerful. I was under his thrall. He brought a finger to my mouth and had me suck it. then went back to kissing me. Next, his fingers were reaching down my pants and arriving at my hole. He pushed in, my muscle giving way to the intrusion. as he fingered me I started to feel a burning sensation and realized the finger i sucked had been dipped into the baggie. I started to moan as the T settled into my hole. I pushed him off me telling him "This feels amazing- but I have to get back to work." He said "okay- but i'm gonna wait in the parking lot for 15 minutes in case you change you mind. I reminded myself to get a grip and get back to work. I pulled myself from the car and headed back into the office. as i got back to my desk the T was making me hornier and hornier. I tried to turn my attention to work but couldn't and I went to the bathrooms where i pulled down my pants and breifs, looking at myself in the mirror as i jerked my cock and started to feel my hole. after a minute of this i knew what i must do. I pulled my self together and went back to my desk. Heart beating fast I picked up the office phone and called my boss. "Henry, I'm not feeling well at all- I'm gonna take off and get home" he was very understanding as I was never one to call out. Once off the phone, I opened grindr and sent my new friend a message: "I'm so horny now, that T felt so good- I just called out the rest of the day- Take me home, please. I want this" End of part 1

I had resolved to rectify my long-held desire by finally fucking the arse of one of the members of the Breeding Zone. He was someone I had from time to time tried to meet up and desired to fuck his great arse bare. Unfortunately, each time work had prohibited the fulfilment of this arrangement. There was a small group of friends I'd gathered from my years on Breeding Zone that had also expressed some interest in joining me at my local sauna. I'd desired to get them all together to make an orgy out of it and give my big bottomed friend an experience to be remembered. I also secretly arranged to have another member attend to finish things off in a special way! The only time we could all make it was Saturday afternoon, I liaised with everyone and to my surprise all turned up bar my surprise special guest. This was going to be a day to remember. My big-bottomed friend had always said my escapades at the sauna sounded really exciting, now was I was going to show him why. Along with him, I'd invited a sexy Spaniard, who had also expressed interest in being bred by me and a hunky handsome hairless man, who I always thought we'd get off with each other well. We all quickly changed and I took them all to the dark room. I dropped my towel and I demanded that my big-bottomed friend suck my dick. I slid my seven inches into his warm mouth. He was greedy for cock and an excellent cock-sucker and soon my cock was standing proud and well-lubricated. Now was the moment of realisation of my desire these last two years. Meanwhile next to me, I noticed my Spanish and hairless companions were getting along well, having settled into a comfortable 69-position. I pushed him back onto the couch and rubbed my erect cock over his crack, which I then lubricated with copious quantities of lube. “Time for me to finally fuck this hole!”, I said as I got ready to plunge my stiff member inside his well-lubricated hole. This is a scene I’ve played in my mind many times, as I gently penetrated his hole, which was open and lubed. He pushed his bum up towards me 'til my bush was in his arse crack and our balls were touching, and I put my hands on his hips to hold him steady as I started to fuck his arse. He told tell me to fuck him harder, for which I needed no encouragement; his hole was mine for the fucking. He had sucked me off very well so that I was close enough to finish him off after a short but strong fuck. I was getting close to exploding deep within him!. As I fucked him harder he was pushing back in response, getting me as deep within him as possible. All of a sudden I could hold it in no longer and my jizz spurted out in great squirts. I couldn't believe how much was pouring into him and how long I squirted my sperm deep within him! After a few minutes, I pulled out exhausted with my efforts and pulled my now wilting cock out of his finally seeded hole. I was no longer in a position to continue topping so I sought out cocks that would satisfy my cravings for seed instead. Meanwhile as I'd hoped my efforts had attracted the attention of other people in the dark room, who now started roaming their hands all over his body and then one after the other they entered his now well-seeded arse with their lustful cocks ready to seed him some more! I now concentrated on my two other companions, who were still sucking one another off. First I took over sucking the hairless hunk, whilst the Spaniard took over reviving my now limp cock. I enjoyed sucking this big thick cock and I sucked him almost to ejaculation. He thrust his cock in and out my mouth as I felt his sweet precum. Then he turned me around and I daubed some lube into my arse. I felt his hands on my arse, pulling my cheeks apart and then the head of his cock pushing against my hole. I spread my legs apart and pushed back as his big cock entered slowly into my arse. I hadn't had anything this big up me for a long time but poppers helped me take it all in. He stopped for a moment after it was fully in and then he began to fuck me. Whilst he thrust his length in and out of me, I noshed on the Spaniard's cock. The time he'd already had been sucked off already paid its toll as I felt him spasm in his mouth, which filled with his hot cum. But I didn't swallow. Instead , I turned round and gave my forceful fucker a passionate open-mouthed kiss passing the Spaniard's cum into his mouth from mine. This turned him on massively and he thrust even harder into my pounded arse. Meanwhile, to my delight, I saw my special invitee had finally arrived and he was honing in on my big-bottomed neighbour. I could tell it was him, even in the relative dark of the room from the light from outside the door which cast a shadow on the impressive tattoo on his arm. His hands carefully explored his body, before sticking his large cock head inside his multiply-loaded arse. He spent little time with preliminaries, but ravaged his arse, pushing his cock in hard and fast with only one aim to shoot his toxic load inside this man. The sight of this was too much for my hairless humper, who now exploded deep within me. My craving for seed now satisfied and my cock now fully back to attention courtesy of my Spanish sucker, I was now able to fulfil another resolution to fill this Spaniard will my sperm. In a wordless exchange he changed from sucking me off to guiding my dick to his eager hole. I began to ease my dick in and out of his hole, pushing in slowly and then pulling out more quickly, trying to establish a good rhythm. He was delighted that he was finally being bred by me! Then I felt some hands on me. First feeling all my body, and then moving onto my nipples and working them as I fucked. Then his hands were on my balls and feeling my cock as it was going in and out of the Spaniard's arse. Just then I felt a cock between my legs. I eagerly pushed forward to receive his cock. It was huge! He was not gentle with me, he went right in hard,.He was back in to me hard and fast and it was constant. I wondered if I could take such a pounding. I was feeling quite sore despite the coating from my previous seeding. I started to get accustomed to his raping my hole,even when he really tore into me. He didn’t say anything; he just kept fucking my arse. His hands were pulling on my balls and fingers managed to force their way around my hole, feeling his shaft pound my hole. Then suddenly he forced himself fully into me and held his cock in for quite a while. I realised he was spunking his load inside me. He pulled out quickly and headed out of the room. I turned round to see the unmistakeable biohazard tattoo of my other invitee, he had not only pozzed my friend, but had shot his toxic load up me too! Any reference to people from the Breeding Zone is purely intentional!

Here's the deal - I'm not going to make it easy for you. Well, at least no more than I already have by allowing my virus to go unchecked for a year. I'm willing to let top/versatile guys try and take it from me by fucking it out of me. Your load gets mine. Fuck me deep, hard, and long to increase your odds. Bring a buddy along to tag team this toxic hole. Maybe you'll catch it. Maybe he will. Try again. I'm tired of letting my HIV be something I let goodlooking guys treat me like filth over anymore. I see the worth in this weapon I'm carrying around. Men who wouldn't fuck me when I took meds and made absolutely sure to remain undetectable suddenly seem to find an interest in dumping their loads in me. Why is the risk so fucking hot to you? It doesn't make sense to me. But it doesn't have to. I know now that it does, and for that, you gotta fuck this hole like you owe it money. Heading to Portland, OR this weekend, in fact, to lay plans for a birthday gangbang in June. I will be blindfolded, bound, slammed, and open for fucking until all fucking bug chasers have had their shot and shot their load(s) in me. Even then, I bet I could take a little more, not that I'll have much choice. I'll be tied down and unable to stop it anyway. So fuck some AIDS out of me, you sick fucks. Get while the gettin's good.

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It sure was a reason to go to work every day that summer....

I'd like to tell you a little story. It's about something we've all heard about and many of us fear. It's about HIV. How I went about converting. Perhaps this is a little too abrupt for you, this blunt disclosure of my status. A lot of you get queasy discussing AIDS. If you are one of those, this story is not for you. My lover and I met about a year after I divorced my wife. I’d been browsing for a masseur. I’m not into paying for sex, but I’d been promoted to a new position and wanted a special celebration. I’ll bet you're saying, "His BF is a prostitute!" Well, I didn’t intend for him to become my Lover. We hit it off and I wanted to see him on a regular basis as a person, not a client. He agreed, long as I understood that he was a “working boy”, and there could be no expectations, other than for a mutual good time. The early days were interesting. He was always on the go, doing tricks, clients, friends, fuckbuddies, parties, etc. Get the picture? It wasn’t long till I wanted more of him to myself. I’d never had unsafe sex. Sure lots of straights and marrieds cruise the parks and bookstores, and get off on the sleaziness of cumming in any hole that presents itself. I did get off on sleazy, but never played unsafe. Until one night, that is. That night this sexy BF sat on my hard, bare dick. Maybe you can remember the first time you came bareback up someone's ass For me it was mind-blowing, since I’d never done it raw. And, incidentally, I’ve NEVER used a condom since—with him or anyone else. He was ecstatic as my seed pulsed into him. I don’t know how many times he’d been fucked since we’d met nine months before, but he was sure enamored of my jizz inundating his gut. It seems odd that I yielded so readily to unsafe sex, since I’d always been so careful with everyone else. He was blatantly promiscuous, and to me that spelled “high risk.” Sure enough, a week later I was diagnosed with genital herpes. My first thought was that I’d contracted it from him; but there was no way to tell, since herpes transmits so easily. I told him I’d have to lay off sex for a while. He got checked by his doc, and got a clean bill of health. Both our docs suggested an HIV test. We talked about what would happen if one of us came back poz. He seemed concerned, but not afraid. He knew the odds, considering how promiscuous he'd been. I wasn’t as unflappable as he, so it was great having him around to talk to. I figured we were getting pretty tight since we discussed so honestly and openly the hardest things to share. Death and disease are not your typical infatuation topics. That weekend we headed to Palm Springs. I got my results back the day before we left. His weren't due back for a week. I’d tested neg. As I walked out of the doctor's office, I breathed a huge sigh of relief—but things change, and today I feel much differently. Anyway, I was almost clear of herpes. I had been taking my meds regularly, and didn’t think I could infect him. Actually I was so horny to fuck him and cum in his ass, we didn't even check into our room. When we got to the Bed-and-Breakfast, we went skinny-dipping. But I had one thing in mind, and, damn, if we didn’t do it in the pool. That was hot! We had a wonderful weekend of laughter, love, and sex. The week after we returned we reminisced about our trip. For both of us, the pool was numero uno. For him it was doubly memorable. First there was a couple in the hot tub across from us who’d watched us fuck. So BF had a voyeuristic streak! I hadn’t been aware of that or them. The second was my BF’s fantasy that I might be giving him herpes or he might be giving me AIDS—his test results weren't back yet, remember? It is one thing for two guys having high-risk sex to consider the possibility (no, probability) that they might infect each other. It’s something else to eroticize about it. Disgusting? Absolutely. Sick? Positively. The only trouble was—that was my fantasy, too! We got so horny discussing AIDS that we simply had to fuck then and there. We raced to the bedroom so I could screw him and eat my cum out of his ass. After that we made a pact. If either of us tested poz, the one would pump the other full of contaminated jizz. If one of us became infected, he had a duty, obligation, to knock up the other. How many nights did I fantasize about breeding him! To do so would be a dream come true. As time went on, we fell deeply in love. Ours was always an “open” relationship that allowed third party trysts with whomever we wanted—but afterwards we always shared our dalliances. Our lives became intertwined, and when I bought a condo we moved in together. But we retained a sexual autonomy most relationships can’t stand. Our sex lives were especially full back then. We made glorious love together, augmented by adulterous flings. Maybe not so much on his part. His escort work had dwindled considerably. But I more than made up for everyone he didn’t do. It was during one of those dissolute affairs that I got nailed. I tested quarterly—not because I was scared of HIV—but because I wanted to know as soon as possible. I wanted it to happen. One morning I woke up in a night sweat and got tested the next day. I had sero-converted. Can you imagine what it's like to hide a smile when your Counselor tells you you’ve converted? I was neither sad nor angry. I was thrilled! It was a lunch time Thursday when the Counselor told me. I rushed back to the office to call BF. I couldn't wait to fulfill my part of the bargain. I got rock hard with an erection that could cut glass. I couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt to be carrying the Virus, with which I would soon infect my Lover. It gave me such an erotic high, I could barely function for the rest of the day. I couldn't wait to get home to impart “THE GIFT.” I leaked precum all afternoon, and took every opportunity to taste it with the knowledge that the BUG was present in that salty, slippery fluid. I knew BF would relish it on his tongue and lubing his tight hole. When I arrived home that afternoon, I was greeted with passionate hugs and kisses at the door. The Gift I had to share with him aroused us in the most magnetic way. We were so high with lust that we lost our appetites as our dinner conversation turned erotic. "I want my poison cum soaking in your ass all night. I've been thinking of nothing else ever since I found out. I need to breed you." "Knock me up. Make me join the Brotherhood. P-l-e-e-e-a-s-e!" Such were the sentiments we exchanged that weekend. We called in sick, so we wouldn't have to work on Friday. We spent the next three days doing it—in bed, the living room, the kitchen, bathroom and garage—everywhere—fucking and sucking. Barely a drop of poison jizz escaped us. I fucked him 13 times. And, in between, I sucked him, he fucked me, or I ate my noxious cum out of his ass. He was sore and I was worn out by Monday morning. Although he didn't get his test results for several months, I knew I’d pozzed him. I knew it with every drop of caustic cum he took. That weekend was 6 years ago. We frequently have poz and neg guys over for bareback sex, relishing each drop of toxic jizz we share. Do you believe in reinfection? We certainly do, and it gives us special pleasure when the poz loads we take rejuvenate the Bug in us, despite our meds. Perhaps we’re shooting for a Superstrain. I have not been ill with HIV-related complications. But BF was hospitalized once for loss of weight. He’s gained it back, though, and then some, and has been healthy ever since. We’ve never regretted THE DECISION. Our Conversions defined our lives and solidified our love. I still get hard reliving his. So we continue to share the BUG. But that’s a story for another time.

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This is a surprisingly good result from just one session. As a rule that means either you were unusually susceptible to hypnosis, like ~10% of the population, or he was working with your own suppressed needs and desires. Likely a combination of both. I suspect he was "touching you up" using built in triggers to reinforce his suggestions while he was lurking and observing your progress over the year or so of your development. I do hypnosis on myself and others so I'm a tist (hypnotist) who works with subs (subjects) in the community's shorthand. Erotic hypnosis is one of my kinks and I like to work with men to bring out what's trapped inside them.

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I went to the mixed race older couple for some hot tub & fun.. after the tub we ended up in the bedroom with me getting sucked then the other husband was on top of me fucking my face... after a while he got off of me. I stated sucking on the daddy cock. other husband was jerking of & fed me a load.. after 69ing for a while & me presenting my ass he got the hint & Started fingering me.. he got up to 4 fingers the stuck his uncut 7 in me & after a while he shot his load in me. 1 mouth & 1 ass load

not been on here in a while as ive been working hard on taking as much POZ AIDS seed in my boy belly as i can

Have you btm'ed for a btm? I just did. It's not rare but you'll have to admit that dicks & asses don't always ... line up? At least not at the right time & place for it to happen, but I was in travelling and bent over for a btm that surprised me with both his cute self, sexy bod, and the skillz he threw fucking my face AND ass! He msged me on BBRT with the only pic in his profile being the so, SO typical topless ripped abs (that I DON'T go for), and his position being "Bottom", but he immediately wanted to txt and sent his #. What the hell, txting is free! We swap pics via txt, he's super cute, early 30s, but sounds drunk via txt. Meh. Plus he wants to "hang out", take a shower (together??), get naked, etc. good stuff BUT it was almost MIDNIGHT and I had to fly out early in the morning, and so txt'd that I can't do a long night, which makes him think I'm wasting his time. :/ But he persists: "I can shower at your hotel, u can get naked, and wait ass up ... and suck me too" WOAH. 1st mention of anon ... previously it was shower and get naked. He keeps blurting out what he wants later in txts: "Anon is hot. Want u ass up. ... Can I walk in without you? Prop door open. ... I'll shower [there] quick then fuck. ... raw" I had to take a swig of beer that I'd been nursing earlier from the hotel bar! This guy was all over the place, lol! I told him that I didn't have a blindfold but that didn't stop him: "Wrap a pillow case or towel around your eyes. I wanna see u on al fouse ass up when I walk in." <-- what you think he's done that before as a btm? He texts 10 mins later: "HERE". I prop the hotel room door open, drop pants and put my bare ass on the edge of the bed, flip the hoodie over my head (b/c I couldn't get the pillow case to work as a blindfold), and up in the air like he wanted, and waited . I hear him quietly enter, then the door to the bathroom shut, going to the shower like he said that he would, and the stench of cigarette smoke fills the bedroom. Ugh! (I actually have an allergy to smoke ). He either works at a bar or smokes a lot. Lucky we won't be kissing if he wants this anon scene So I wait like a good piggie, drink more beer, and wonder what he's doing in the shower for so long! -- jacking, injecting his limp dick with roids, looking for my meds (b/c I get paranoid sometimes), or ... The bathroom door opens. I smell fresh soap and the stench of cigarette is less, so may he only showered afterall. Then I feel a dick head pointed right at my ass hole. This btm guy doesn't waste time -- he walked right behind my ass. I reach back to feel his anon dick and -- it's ROCK hard! That fucker must have been jacking in the shower! Or is he just horny? He walks over to the side of the bed and grabs the back of my hooded neck. My jaw drops -- b/c I'm not blindfolded but only hooded I can clearly see the lower half of this sexy fucker! Two slim but muscled legs, pale in color, but shapely calves and thick thighs, all pale but with a big of golden hair all over, and inbetween stood this erect fuck stick -- it was this thick, thicker than my hands, long dick, smooth and pale as his legs, with a bull ballsac at the base. Above that a trim pubes, and above them a totally flat belly button. I cannot see above his belly button but his waste is clearly 30" muscled so I guess that topless pic was right afterall! LOL I grab as much of this btm's big cock and start sucking on his head. He moans and pulls the back of my neck closer to the base of his big balls. I'm in piggie heaven! I remember he is a btm so reach around to feel his ass. Oh his buns are a handful of smooth meat! I push the btm fucker's ass towards my face so his big cock goes down my throat and be a happy pig! Then his fingers slip down to my ass hole and finger it -- a reminder that he is there to fuck my ass. Just as my throat is opening up to deep throat him without choking, he pulls his cock out of my mouth and walks back towards my ass. I see his butt for a hot second! Damn what a gorgeous bubble butt he has! It's tight and cups right up to his muscled thighs! An ass build to be fucked!! I'd FORGOT to get a pic of his cock! I'd sent him mine but never got him -- he got invited over b/c of that cute face pic he'd sent. LOL. And now I'll pay for that mistake. He pushes his big fuck stick up my ass hole. No lube! NO spit! He just shoves his raw dick in! UGH I squirm, he lets out a soft moan. Damn, I know his dick likes that raw hole. He's a selfish fucker! Doggie, missionary, side, riding backwards -- every position he is ramming his big dick in hard and fast! Once I manage to lube up his cock just quick enough before he shoves it up my hole again. Sadly I squirm, and try not to squirm, but he never opened me up and I'm just a vers guy! LOL. He's relentless and merciless fucker. I didn't think he was going to be rough. I was in trouble. My ass doesn't do well with big cock w/out lots of foreplay/stretching, dammit! So I pull my ass off of his big cock, swing my hooded face around, and suck on his ass juice covered dick again. He's still on his knees on the bed from fucking my ass doggie, and his cock and balls are just delicious to see. I want this btm's cum! He's not letting me have it yet, and swings my body around again, pushes me down into missionary, opens up my legs, and pummels my ass again with his relentless fuck stick. I grab a pillow and bite and moan into it! After fucking my ass into the bed like this, he flips over on his back, lays back, and pushes my head down onto his cock. I know he's close. Now he wants a bj. Haha! No cum up my bum but I'm gonna be a happy pig when this fucker's cum down my throat. I spread his legs open as he lays back to get a good few of that bubble butt when my nose is burried in his ballsac. Oh, his hole! It's one of the dark deep holes between ass cheeks, totally smooth, and not wore out. Just from his hole it looks like he'd be tight bottom. Hehe. A big dicked tight bottom! LOL I jacked the btms cock and he announces that he is going to cum. His sexy legs squirm and his hands come down to grab his balls. He cums on my tongue ... it's actually pretty sweet cum! Not totally cigarette smoke. He gets up and I start to lay back. Only the TV is on in the room so it's a bit darkish. I see his sexy butt walk away to the shower -- and a bball cap on his head! He was wearing a bball cap the whole time he was fucking my ass! Nice!! After he's leaving we txt a bit that we should fuck again when back in town

Part 3 As he pushed it in I felt nothing- That surprised me. In the videos there always seemed to be such a strong- And then it hit me. The Rush. It was like everything I'd heard and seen and like nothing I've ever felt. I was someone new. Free. I felt myself coughing as it hit me and then felt a tsunami of horniness envelop my being. "Good, huh?" he said. "Fuck yes. I...Holy fuck..." "Lay back baby and enjoy the rush. I'll be there in a minute" he said strapping his arm and bringing his point out. "Can I..." "You wanna watch?" "Yes, please. Yes, sir" "Oh wow. we're gonna have fun. You are a little piggy boy. I had a feeling about you- I knew that freak was in there. You just needed a little encouragement. Yes, pig. come over here and watch me." I came next to him and watched as he prepped. Once the needle was in his arm he looked at me. and then the flash. I let out an involuntary groan as his blood filled the syringe. and then it disappeared into his arm. As the rush hit him I lay back unable to control the heat taking over my body. I had to get naked now. I peeled off my pants so I was just in my briefs. I had chosen this outfit for work, not sex. Blue briefs were economic for working, not as sexy as a jockstrap would have been. So i pulled them off right away and started to touch myself. "I'm so fucking horny. This feels so amazing. Thank you, thank you for introducing me to this." He leaned in and kissed me. Then got up and stripped as well. While he stripped I touched myself all over, never satisfied, always needing more. always so turned on. He dimmed the lights and put porn on a laptop. He was wearing black bikini briefs. Much sexier. Without taking them off he lay next to me and we made out. I felt his tongue begging for entrance into my mouth and I let him in. We made out for what felt like seconds but also years. Time was different as a concept now. "One last thing- I only fuck bareback." "perfect" "and I'm poz. is that going to be an issue" A dull red flag raised in the back of my mind every sex ed class and every moment of my life till now screamed in the back of my head "yes, it's an issue. that's not alright" but I wanted him. needed him. That dull voice was drown out by my guttural instant response of "No, I want you. all of you" End part 3

Part 2 I got in my car, drove home with nerves and excitement. I met him at my front door and showed him in. All was quiet in the apartment and my room mate would be gone until 7:00p- a full day ahead of us. I led him upstairs and into my tidy and neatly kept bedroom. I was nervous, my social anxiety flaring never quite knowing what to do in the moments before we got naked. He told me about his work and what he's been up to as he loaded a pipe. We smoked and I felt the loosening of my anxieties and fears. I started talking too. He shotgunned me a few times. Getting me higher with each. He was gorgeous and becoming moreso by the second. I was starting to feel myself getting hornier. He had taken off his shirt, I followed suit. "So you've been watching slam videos? Why is it something you would never do?" "I don't know- It's really hot to watch but I've always rationalized my T use. Smoking is ok, but if I slam I might get addicted" "I see. The rush is incredible. You've never felt anything like it." "The videos are so hot- I..." He cut me off, saying: "You know, I have supplies with me. If you were interested. We have all day, you're safe at home and I am an expert admin" And then he kissed me. The kind of kiss that would put me off kilter even if I was stone cold sober. "I promise, I'll take care of you. I'll make you feel good, baby. I see something in you- you want to let go of you inhibitions. This will help." The world seemed to freeze as the quite moments of consideration passed. "Okay" I said softly. With that he set to work getting our points ready. "This is .2" he said. "It'll be a great first time for you and if you want more after- we can arrange it" "This should be fine- I can't imagine I'll do more than just that one". His lips quirked, a hint of not believing me. He tied off my arm He brought the needly to the crook of my elbow and inserted. I was transfixed- I thought it might hurt, thought i might need to look away. Neither happened. I watched as it registered, my blood filling the clear liquid in the point. And then he pushed the contents into my vein.... End of Part 2

guys we refer to as rednecks, trailer trash, blue collar or some such, I have found are the best lays, b/c they come without all the middle class hangups. course they likely have hangups of their own. but I would love to spend a weekend with a redneck.

I like a facefucker who does not care if I gag when he goes down my throat, have had some tell me it feels good and the sounds make them want to go deeper.

I love both but I went with pee because it does something to me that I can't explain. I can swallow a load of cum anytime, but it's harder to get someone to give me their pee. I love it so much and think about it so much that when I'm alone, I soak a pair of my undies and then wring it out in my mouth.

My experience with gangbangs is spontaneous ones happening in saunas and bareback parties. A couple of highlights... - CumUnion in the UK. It's slow and not very cruisy even though there's a lot of guys around. A guy I knew and we sometimes go to these things together was there, and I know he;s always good to get things started, so he took me to a public area and very noisily fucked me, broadcasting the fuck out loud to the gathering crowd. I too was noisy for the same reason. He pulled out before cumming (I got his load later) and invited another guy to fuck me, like he owned me and was giving my ass away to all takers. Perfect. This got the party started - within half an hour for or five guys fucked and loaded me, and other gangbangs were starting just nearby. I stayed on my back with my ass taking loads for about another half an hour til I was exhausted and couldn't take any more. Think I had about 8 loads in me by then. - Vault, cruise bar in London. I hadn't been in there long when I found myself in a dark corner being fucked by some guy - a dark shadow, literally no idea what he looked like but his cock felt good in my ass. A few other guys collected around the scene, and once guy #1 had cum in me he pulled out and someone else was inside me. A different kind of fuck technique and a different feel of cock inside me but no less good. Again too dark for me to see, but I'm fine with that. Somewhere during this fuck I am turned from facing the wall to facing outwards towards the corridor, and I'm leaning on the shoulders of two guys. Guy #2 cums, guy #3 is quickly in. Then the guy on my right who I'm leaning on says quite loudly 'I'm next' - seemingly annoyed that Guy #3 has jumped what he sees as a queue. He gets his turn soon enough, and guys are checking in and walking on, some staying, some waiting long enough to fuck me, some just watching etc for about an hour while I get load after load in my ass. Again after that I stop, too knackered to carry on. This was the last time I was on PrEP. How btm guys can go all night in a gangbang is totally beyond me. I get to about an hour and I'm done... it's really a lot of mental and physical work, I guess one hell of a physical workout, but man I have my limits and when I hit them I'm just done

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

Audio, audio, audio. It's far too underrated in porn. I like hot bodies, sure, but the addition of the individual personalities via hot verbal exchange is what sells it for me. I like amature but the low volume, echoey, squeeky, clicky audio, that sounds like the camera guy is wringing the camera in his hands makes me nearly violent.

Anyone with a tiny cock needs to accept the passive role. Bottoms don't need big cocks - expect up them.