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I knew early on I was gay. Back before the internet all we had was magazines to look at. I remember getting Penthouse Letters for the first time and reading just the gay stories in it. As I got older I kept my homosexuality a secret from everyone. I so wanted to suck cock and get fucked but I had no idea how to go about it. One day during the summer as I was out driving I noticed a grey and pink building in a not so good part of town. Just the colors said this building was different. I parked my car and just watched the men going in and out. Adult video and theater was on the sign outside and this peaked my curiosity more. After hearing about a certain celebrity getting caught in a place like this had me wondering what exactly goes on inside a place like this. So I decided to check the place out. I walked up to the door and on the outside was a sign that said you had to be 21 to enter. I being 18 decided I would push my luck. I entered the building and it had everything you could desire. Magazines, videos, adult toys, and of course the theater in the back. I noticed several men strolling by the entrance just staring at me and I knew they wanted me by just their looks. About this time the cashier asked for ID and I lied saying I lost it by getting a DUI. She knew I was lying but she didn't stop me. I asked about the theater in the back and asked her what could I do back there. She shocked me by saying I could do anything I wanted to do. Upon hearing this my cock was hard and leaking precum bad. So I made my way to the back and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. I saw a big theater room playing straight porn and probably 30 private booths for enjoying other videos. The back was crawling with men. I found an empty booth and deposited my money and started flipping through the channels to find a video I wanted to watch. After settling on a hot gay video of an older guy fucking a younger guy I pulled down my pants and started jerking off. After a minute or so something caught my eye. Sticking through a hole in the wall, which I now know as gloryholes, was a cock. Ok I'll admit I was a bit scared because I didn't know if it was a setup. After several more seconds he withdrew his cock and stuck his finger through. He asked if he could suck my cock which for some reason I didn't have a problem with. So I stuck my cock through the hole and he started sucking me. God it felt great. I had found the answer to my prayers. His mouth felt great. After a few minutes I withdrew my cock and he slid his cock back through. This time I didn't hesitate. I got down on the dirty floor. It was sticky and smelled but for some reason I felt right at home. I jerked his cock a little bit and then licked up his precum. And the moment came. I put a cock, his cock, in my mouth for the first time. Oh how wonderful it felt to be sucking a real cock for the first time. I knew I had found my calling and the place to unleash my desires. I sucked him the best I could and being on my knees felt so right. After sucking him for a while he withdrew his cock which left me disappointed. He then asked if he could come into my booth to continue our fun. Oh God I got nervous but agreed to let him in my booth. He came right over and as soon as he locked my booth door I got a good glimpse of the man. He was around 30 and was a bit taller than me. Nice toned body with no facial hair. His cock was around 7 inches but not to thick. He sat down on the bench and took his cock back out. I got back on my knees and started sucking his cock some more. I was having so much fun. Then it happened. As I came up for air he put his hand under my chin and bent down to kiss me. I was a bit shocked but I soon returned his kiss. He then asked if he could fuck me. I asked if he had a condom because I didn't want any disease. He said he only fucked bare and I was not having a cock inside me without protection. He looked disappointed but I had my standards at the moment. He then produced a bottle of something and held it under my nose and told me to inhale. I did as told for some reason and I felt strange. Hornier than I had been and I started sucking his cock with gusto. After several minutes he told me to inhale again. I was starting to lose all my inhibitions. He told me to strip and after another time of inhaling I begged him to fuck me. He obliged. He took off his pants and got behind me and slowly slid his cock inside me. It hurt but whatever I was inhaling also had me to where I didn't care. He got all of his cock inside me and just let my ass adjust to his cock. After a few minutes he slowly started fucking me. He had me take another whiff of what he had and I lost it. I was now begging him to fuck me harder. I must've been a bit loud because he hushed me by covering my mouth with his hand. God his cock felt wonderful. I was glad I found this place. Here I was on a dirty floor with some strangers cock inside me raw. After several minutes of fucking me hard he started cumming. The whole time I was hard and I didn't even touch my cock and I started cumming as well. After his cock went soft he took it out of my ass. He kissed me before getting dressed and said welcome to the club. I didn't know what he meant. He asked me to stay naked that I would be popular today. He handed me the bottle of what I was inhaling and he told me it was poppers. I had never heard of them but I loved them. He said there were several guys waiting in the hall just like him. He then said he was HIV positive and before I could react he had me take another hit. And to my surprise I told him let the fun begin.

Part 1 It was the middle of the night and I awoke to the sounds of my son Matthew fumbling in the dark trying to find his flip-flops in our dark rv. "Sorry, Dad. I gotta go take a shit," he remarked as he slid his feet into his sandals, heading out the door. This was not unusual, as the campground where we were staying didn't have hookups, so we used the camp toilets which were really just outhouses. It was also not unusual for him to run off shirtless. He hardly ever wore a shirt unless absolutely necessary, but I certainly understood his aversion to shirts: at just one month shy of 20, he was in his prime. He had just finished his freshman year at university where he was on the football team. Not that he had actually played any games yet, but he still had to train hard, and keep fit. And boy did he. At 6'2", he was a tight 190 lbs of head-turning perfection. All the ladies drooled over his curly brown hair, which he kept a respectable shaggy length. His profile showed a strong nose, a stronger jawline, and plump lips that were absolutely enticing. In addition his broad he sported tan, wide shoulders, chiseled, smooth pecs, a narrow waist, perfectly formed, round ass, oh, and his strong legs were lightly covered in dark hair. The only other hair on his body was a light treasure trail, and his dark, bushy pits. His facial hair hadn't really started coming in very heavy, and he still had rosy cheeks which suggested a boyish glow to his face. Then his eyes. Oh my gosh, his big blue eyes framed in thick dark lashes. His mother's eyes. That's what drew me to her first, so many years ago. But how times change. She's still a wonderful person, we just are more like friends now. Still married, just cause it's easier financially, but that's it. The sex ended years ago, and we've had separate bedrooms for quite a while. She says I snore too loud. Of course it doesn't help that she put on a hundred pounds since our wedding. But I do have my sexual releases. Unkown to my wife, I've always been bisexual, and have had a long time fling with my best friend Brian down the street. We keep each other satisfied. Me? Well, I'm not too bad for 43. I'm six feet, and weigh in at 195 pounds. I work out, usually with Matthew, but still am treading the dad bod territory a bit. My salt and pepper hair and distinguished beard certainly help me. I was in the army for 20 years stationed right here, so I receive a pension, and in addition I sell cars. So all in all, things are pretty good. Matthew still lives at home, which I like, if only as it saves money. Matthew was never much of a party kid, instead he was a genuinely pleasant kid, which meant we gave him all the freedom he wants. Living in our basement bedroom, Matthew uses a private entrance to the basement, and we don't frown on his friends staying over. My wife never joins us on our camping trips, she hates it, so it's always been something special my son and I do. I have always treasured our trips, especially now he's almost a grown man. "Dammit," I mumbled to myself. "The fucking power of suggestion. Now I gotta shit!" I grumbled as I put my own flip-flops on and headed into the night, but not before I pulling on a shirt. Walking down the gravel path toward the shitters, I enjoyed the pure peace of a mountain night, however as the outhouses came into sight, I could hear whispering. Specifically, I heard two male voices. Now, at first glance that wouldn't be unusual, although the hour was very late, but when I realized the conversation was occurring within the outhouses, and further realized I wasn't really hearing a dialogue, but rather I was hearing grunting, and panting. You know: sex sounds. When I reached the toilets, I definitely heard a man ask "Yeah, you like that you little slut? You like taking that cock like a bitch?" And I heard another man say, "Yeah, fuck me. I AM a nasty slut! I want your cum in my ass!" IT WAS MATTHEW!! Oh my fucking God! My son was getting dicked in a dirty, smelly outhouse! I froze, not knowing what to do. Should I bang on the door? Should I slip away? My heart pounded as I tried to quickly digest what was happening. My little boy, my Matthew, was getting fucked by a total stranger. And he was liking it. No, he was LOVING it!! He was begging for it. The man fucking him was calling him nasty, degrading things, and my son was pleading for more! I couldn't move, I was transfixed. It was like a car wreck, I couldn't turn away. Then I realized, I didn't WANT to turn away. My cock was rock hard in my shorts. What the fuck? Listening to my son get used turned me on? I had never thought of my son like that! Sure, I could recognize his physical beauty, but I never thought of him sexually. Now that's ALL I could think about. Imagining what he looked like right now, taking a cock up his ass made my own cock ache. Listening to their filthy talk and animal noises made me want to join them. I wanted to be the one fucking Matthew right now! I could hear the man say, "I'm gonna cum slut. Gonna fill you up with a huge load!" Then Matthew begging for it. "Oh fuck yeah! Breed me! I'm a fucking cumdump. That's what I'm for!" That's when I high-tailed it back to our rv, shit or no shit. But before I was out of hearing range I heard the top grunt as he shot his load into my son's hole, to which Matthew moaned in appreciation as his guts were filled with sperm. Now out of breath and my heart racing, I jumped into our rv, kicked-off my sandals as I decided how I would respond to what I had learned. Should I confront him? Should I pretend nothing had happened? While I recognized ignoring what I learned would be the course most parents would take, a voice in my mind suggested 'This could be a golden opportunity. You have the power over him right now'. I had to ask myself, however, if that was what I wanted, recognizing Matthew could freak-out, permanently damaging our relationship, but I also considered Matthew had begged that strange man to use him. "Fuck it!" I thought, as I ripped off my shorts and climbed under my covers, "my son is obviously a cock hungry slut!" Some ten minutes passed before Matthew finally returned, long enough for my breathing and heart rate to return to normal, but not long enough to lose my hardon, or my nerve. "Everything come out okay, son?" I asked as he climbed inside. "Huh, oh, yeah. Just a little constipated, you know," he replied kicking off his flip-flops and crawling under his blankets on our bed. I could smell the sex on him and my cock ached more. "Good night, Dad," he murmured as he lay facing away from me. I waited a few seconds, then inched closer to him. I could feel him tense up as I pulled his blanket up and pulled mine off. The smell of fresh sperm hit me like a mac truck, making my dick pulse. I slid my body next to his as he froze in fear, not sure what to expect. I leaned into his ear as I touched the wet spot where cum had leaked out and whispered, "I know." "Dad......"he started to say. "Shh shh shh," I silenced him, as I pulled the elastic waist band of his shorts down. "It's okay, Matty. Daddy's not mad that you're a little cockwhore." I lightly rubbed his freshly fucked assring, feeling the slimy goo. Matthew moaned a little bit. "Daddy's just disappointed he didn't get it first," slipping two fingers into my son. He moaned a tad louder, so I let him know "But it's okay. Daddy loves sloppy seconds." I slid my fingers into his mouth so he could taste his ass. Then I instructed "Now, pull down your shorts." Matthew complied, removing his shorts, revealing his own throbbing erection. He may have his mother's eyes, but he has his daddy's dick. Before now, I had never seen it erect, but it was a carbon copy of mine. Not thick, but about eight inches long, uncircumcised, and with a wicked curve that could hit all the places inside. "Did you cum?" He shook his head yes, unable to speak. "And you're rock hard again? I guess you truly are a slut." He just shook his head again. I pulled back my foreskin and placed the head of my cock against his wet hole. "Good," I said as I slid my cock slowly into my son. "Daddy wants his little boy to be a good slut for him." Matthew moaned in approval as I buried my bone all the way in his warm, wet, hungry fuck chute, pressing it hard into his prostate. I just held it there as I whispered, "no more secrets." "No more secrets," Matthew returned. I began to saw my cock in and out of my boy's hungry pussy, pushing hard into his prostate as he let out little grunts and moans, obviously loving that his Dad was finally fucking his slutty hole. He reached to jerk his erect cock, but I slapped his hands away, growling into his ear, "No, don't touch your cock, boy until I tell you to." "I'm sorry Sir." He whispered. His natural submissiveness only made my cock swell more in his ass. I wrapped my arms around him, grabbing his hands and squeezed him tight against my body. He squeezed my hands back as he squeezed his glorious asslips around my cock, eliciting a throaty growl from deep inside me. My son definitely had a talented cunt. I knew I wasn't going to last long with his man pussy milking my cock, as I slid in and out of his cum slick chute. Knowing another man's cock had just been in my son, fucking him, using him, cumming in him was too much for my brain to handle. I knew I was close. "Tell me what you want son," I whispered in his ear, "tell your Dad what his nasty, slutty, cumdump of a son wants. Tell me what you are, boy." "I want your cum, Daddy," he whispered back in short gasps as I pounded his prostate hard. "I want you to use me as a cum receptacle. I was born to be fucked and used. I'm a slut, Dad, I'm just a cumdump. Shoot your load in my ass, Dad. Do it. I want your seed in me." That did it. Hearing my son begging for my load pushed me over the edge. I buried my cock as deep as I could in my boy and let out a long, deep moan as my dick throbbed and flexed, pumping what I knew was a huge load into my slut's guts, mixing with the load the other man dumped in him not even a half hour earlier. "Oh Matty," I moaned as his ass muscles milked all the cum out of me. "Daddy's going to be using this hole a lot from now on." "Yessssss," he softly hissed in reply.

Hey, I was at P3 at Manifest last Wednesday, May 8 too. I had a great time. Drove from STL to ATL, 9 hours. Got a room at Microtel Buckhead ($75?/nt.) Just trying to say I went to some effort to be at my first real scheduled Manifest play party. I was there like 3 or 4 hours,9ish to 1ish. Manifest has exciting sexclub slings and playrooms. Didn't chat with any pigs that where on this site. I wore my favorite speedsnap cockring: a white jock, white soccer soccer socks, and white basketball shoes. Pig wrote obscenities appropriate on my back. Kept my poppers handy, and ready to share. This gray scrawny pig was my first playmate, We played in booth with gloryholes. He fucking breeded me, both of us standing up while I held some handles in the walls, my dick sticking through the gloryhole, I love getting fucked by somebody i can't see, and getting sucked by somebody I can't see; the guy sucking me backed his asshole up on my dick. Next the dark room where I met really HOT bearded pigfucker. I sucked it on my knees in front of the crowd who played with its nipples, my hole, and each other. I climbed on the rickety fuck bench where I was bred 2 more times. There was a lot of noise., which is my idea of living. Played with a crowd in darkroom alley. Young hot BBC asked "You got any loads in you?" "Yes sir, 3 sir," I replied. "Want one more?" Got one more in a video room, on my back, looked right in its sweet brown eyes while he planted a HOT load deep in my cumhole. The video lounge is luxurious, with seating and multiple big screens. I met hot young fucker. We chatted and told him I had 4 loads in my cumhole butt hadn't dropped my load yet as my dick wasn't working. He said "I ain't leaving here until my hole is dripping with your load." He was willing to suck it, and fuck it til I got hard too. I fucked the horny pig in multiple play areas, in positions, til i finally bred him deep. I told him I would write on BZ of my encounter with him. Had a fever develop 2 days after P3 that has lasted 3 days too. Almost a week later I still trouble swallowing, my hips still ache, my cumhole is still puffy.😈 I would definitely go back to Manifest 4U and P3.XOX

This story was on the original bugshare, and whatever it was called before that (back when it didn't have the crazy purple background and was just text). As I recall, there were multiple versions. One version was ported to this site back in 2010 (thanks hotload84), in "A special birthday gift" The other version, which had a rather different feel to it at the climax (the only part of the story that was much different), wasn't. And it was hot in a different sort of way. About three computers ago, I used to have a version of it saved to my hard drive and would revisit it every now and then. But with changing formats and all, I lost track of it and I haven't been able to find it anywhere on the web, either. So I've reconstructed it from the existing version as best I can from my battered memories (oh yes, I've killed more than a few brain cells in the last 20 years!), with a few added touches of my own. Hope you enjoy! The Birthday Boy I met the birthday boy at a club I don't usually frequent. The crowd is younger and overall less mature than what I like. But a buddy of mine twisted my arm, so I went along. I was having an okay time dancing until I bumped into this kid who was no taller than 5'5", but built like a gymnast and wearing no shirt. He gyrated his hips in a sexy manner and kept looking in my direction. I smiled at him, which he took as an invitation. Next thing I knew he was pushing his butt against my crotch and we were dirty dancing. It wasn't long before I asked him to have a drink. My buddy was tangled up with a bunch of twinkies on the dance floor, so I didn't feel like I was abandoning him. Chip and I headed toward the bar. He’d just turned 21 and was celebrating with some college buddies. He was studying geology, and his only sex had been with guys in the dorm. There was a lot he wanted to explore. And he didn’t mean rock formations. We drank a couple of beers, danced some more, and ended up in his jeep a half hour before closing. I invited him over to my place since I live alone and don’t have to worry about roommates or uninvited visitors. Earlier that day I‘d purchased some high-grade weed and wanted to try it out. We headed up to the roof of my building to smoke a joint and jabber. A few tokes told us the stuff performed as advertised, and it hit Chip particularly hard. "I feel so fucked up now." I volunteered to give him a massage, and we went downstairs to my bedroom. I had him undress and lay face down on the bed. I took the baby oil and started rubbing him down. He got to moaning and grinding his hot bubble butt up into my hands. Every time I ran past his crack, he'd part his legs a little more, until, by the 5th pass, he was lying there totally spread-eagled. He wanted it bad—and so did I. I stroked up and down his crack and leaned my face close to his boy butt so I could smell the musky scent emanating from his hole. "Do you like to buttfuck?" I tried not to laugh. “Do I like to buttfuck? Hell yeah!” He asked me to put on a condom, saying he wanted to stay clean in case he ever met “Mr. Right.” I commented that if he ever met “Mr. Right,” it wouldn’t matter if he were clean or not. I pretty much always bareback and halfway contemplated refusing. But considering my status, I figured he had a point. I squirted some lube in his crack and worked it in with my finger. Then I let him unroll the condom over my rock-hard shaft. “Roll over,” I said, and spooned behind him. Then I put my arms around his hot little torso and slowly pushed into his crack. To my surprise, before I even got the head fully in he grimaced and complained how much it hurt. I reassured him, then rolled on my back and told him to sit on it. That might be easier. Hi tried it, but still complained, and pulled off my dick as soon as he got the head inside. I was getting frustrated, but tried not to show it because, well, he was just 21; and I figured he hadn’t fucked much. "I'm sorry, I guess this isn't going to work," he apologized, reaching back and pulling the condom off my cock. I expected to hear him to say that he’d better be going. But instead he kept his hole positioned right above my drooling dick, and gradually lowered himself till strands of precum clung to his man-pussy. "It's really too bad,” me murmered, “'cause I really wanted to feel you way up inside me, a kind of a special birthday gift. And I bet you wanted to fuck me, too.” He began gently rocking back and forth on my cock and brushing his ass lips against the tip. When my cock was just centered in his hole, he gyrated his hips the way he had on the dance floor – so that, ever so slowly, my raw dick started to slip inside him. When the head of my cock popped past his sphincter, he got this glazed look of lust on his face. His lips parted, but he said nothing further. I slid deeper into him. He leaned back on me. His hungry hole gripped my dick. I could remain passive no longer. I pulled out, rolled him onto his back, lifted his legs to my shoulders, and began to fuck him slow and deep. I kept it up for what seemed like ages, but eventually I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. My breathing grew ragged as I picked up the pace, thrusting hard into his firm gym-rounded ass. He moaned softly, "Don't cum in me, okay? Just don't cum in me." "Don't what?" "Please don’t cum in me." I slowed a bit and leaned down, brushing my scruffy cheek against his smooth one. “Don't... what?” I asked, kissing his neck and jaw. "Don't cum in me..." “Don’t.” I raised my head and locked eyes with him, twitching my dick inside his hole with my pelvic muscles alone. “What?” I could see his pupils dilate as he visualized it. “...Cum in me,” he whispered. I knew I had him. “What?” I asked. “Cum in me.” I nodded my head and resumed thrusting, never breaking eye contact. “Cum in me. Aww fuck, cum in me!” He grabbed my hips and pulled me tight against him as my thrusts grew furious. I was only too happy to oblige; as he yelled wordlessly and thrashed in ecstasy I could feel my cock swell to its full girth, flooding him with wave after wave of my toxic cum. His own jizz, perhaps neg for the last time, shot onto my chest. To make a long story short, the marijuana and the fucking had taken its toll and shortly thereafter we fell asleep. In the morning he was the first awake; and I fucked him twice more, once in the shower and finally in the alley behind my building as we were saying goodbye. It was then that he asked my status. I hemmed and hawed. “Status doesn’t mean anything,” I said. “A guy may test neg one day, have a fatal affair the next, and end up poz.” “And did I just have that fatal affair?” “I think so.” “Then I’d better get tested.” He glanced off down the alley toward where his jeep was parked. “I didn’t expect to stay neg forever. In fact, I kind of wonder if I wasn’t asking for it last night.” With that we kissed. He hopped in his jeep, and drove off.

I hate hearing this. I've made a pig of myself (in front of an audience) in Rawhide and Phoenix many, many times. Like, 25-30 guys/cocks between 10 pm and dawn. Walking thru a crowd, making eye contact with some straight-laced GWM accountant on vacation... digging cum outta my bellybutton and eating it... 😉 getting used by that same accountant 30 minutes later... Blowing some black guy with a HUGE dick who complained about me using my teeth... so I suggested he stick it in my rear... right there in front of the upstairs bar in the Phoenix... Yeah, good times.

Part 2 I left my cock in Matty until it went soft, as my brain processed what had just transpired. My son, my pride and joy, was truly a cum hungry slut. And I loved it. I finally pulled out, and Matty immediately rolled over and started cleaning off my slimy dick without being told to. As he sucked the cum and ass juice off my cock, paying extra attention to the foreskin, he looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and said, "a cumdump always cleans up after." "Someone's taught you well, boy" I replied. "Yes, Sir," he answered as he licked my balls clean. Grabbing a handful of his curly hair, I forced him back on to my cock, holding his face tight against my pubes, watching my precious boy as his tongue and mouth did their work on my crotch. I started getting hard again. I pushed him off me, onto his back, and he responded by grabbing his ankles, spreading his legs apart, displaying his hungry, pink hole, glistening in the soft light. I looked down at him, noticing that his crotch was shaved, with just a hint of pubes left. "Do you shave your ass too, boy?" "Yes Sir. Most men prefer it that way," he replied, flashing his big, white smile. I marveled at his beauty. An hour ago, he was just my straight, hot jock son. Now here he was a submissive, cock hungry slut, spreading his legs open for more of his Dad's cock in him. I didn't make him wait as I lined up my cock head to his waiting hole. "Look at me boy," I demanded. "Look me in the eyes and tell me what you want son." Without hesitation or shame he answered "I want your cock in my ass, Dad. I want you to fuck me, use me, cum in me. I'm just a cumdump. I need your cum filling me. I need other men to use me as a cumdump. I am a slut, Dad. Use me however you want. Tie me up, abuse me, let other men abuse me, whatever you want. The rougher the better. I'll be your little fuck slave, Daddy." With that I slammed my cock balls-deep into my son. His eyes rolled back into his head as he moaned "Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me, Dad, fuck me." And fuck him I did. I grabbed his furry thighs and pounded him as hard as I could, knowing this fuck would last a while. Matty just moaned and grunted. I filled my mouth with saliva and grabbed his bottom teeth, opening his mouth wide. I let a long string of spit fall into his mouth, filling it up. As I pushed his mouth closed and he swallowed, I finished by spitting twice on his face, right on his nose so it ran down his cheeks. He just smiled, loving it. I slowed down my fucking, cause I wanted to find out more about his sexual history. "How long have you been getting fucked, bitch? Tell me about it." "Since I was 18, Sir," he answered as I grabbed his balls, pulling them. "I went on hookup sites. It's really easy to find guys wanting to use a high school boy." "Older guys? What was the first man that fucked you like?" I asked. "Yeah, lots of older guys. The guy who took my cherry was probably 40. I told you I was spending the night at Jimmy's, but I went to this guy's house. He fucked me three times that night. He was the first to teach me what a cumdump I was." My cock throbbed as he talked. "The next hookup was a couple in their 50's. They were the first to tie me up, put me in a sling and fuck me all night. They introduced me to poppers. After that, I became a certified cockhound. I'd look for cock anywhere. Sometimes at a park, or a bookstore. I like the sleaziness of the hook-ups." I pounded my boy harder as I pictured him whoring himself out to total strangers. "What's the oldest guy to fuck you?" I asked. "He was in his 80's. He came over to our house and fucked me while you and Mom were asleep upstairs." I gave my son a hard slap on the face when he said that. "Thank you, Sir," he replied, adding "I've had lots of guys over that you didn't know about. They'd get really turned on fucking a high school guy in his own bed." I continued pounding Matty harder as I realized just how slutty he was, so I asked "Have you been gangbanged slut? How many men?" "Yes Sir, a few times. The most was one session with six Army guys. They blindfolded me and used me all night. They even double fucked me. I probably took ten or eleven loads that night." My head spun at the thought of my son being gangbanged, taking cock after cock after cock. I most definitely needed to set up a gangbang for him. And I'll make sure to have a minimum of ten guys lined-up to use my son. Hearing him tell me his nasty exploits had me on the verge of cumming again, but I had one more question before I came: "So," I asked, looking deep into his eyes. "How many men do you think have fucked you? How many men have pumped their cum into my son's slutty fuckhole?" "Maybe about 150?" 'Oh fuck,' I thought - 150 different men. And he wasn't even 20. "Stroke your cock slut." I ordered. "I wanna see you cum, you nasty fucking whore! Taking 150 different cocks? You really are a worthless little cumdump. Well, Daddy's taking over now, cunt! I'm going to make sure you take EVERY available cock we can find. I'll find disgusting old, fat men and make you grovel for their cum. I'll take you to truck stops and let nasty, dirty truckers fuck your hot, slutty, jock cumhole! You'll get so used, I'll be able to ram my fist in you with no problem!" As I told Matty about his future, he just groaned and opened his mouth, shooting several big shots of cum, landing in his mouth, hair, and all over his face and chest. I shot my own load into him as his ass muscles milked my cock with every squirt he made. fter we both got our breath back, I pulled out and Matty cleaned me off, he started to wipe his own cum up. "No," I said, "leave it." Giving me a smile, Matty reached into his backpack and pulled out a good sized buttplug. Without a word, he lay back, spread his whore legs apart and handed me the plug, gesturing to his leaking hole. I rammed it in hard. Matty threw his head back and hissed as it popped past his anal ring. I lay down, pulled him into me, kissing deeply and passionately as ground the plug into his cunt. We made out for a bit before we called it a night.

By the time Friday night came around, I'd already been fucked by more men in a single weekend than any other weekend of my entire life. Not entirely sure how much more I could take, but as God as my witness I'll keep trying! This night was my favourite night of the whole weekend: the big Biohazard Men bareback party. None of this guessing about if your top will fuck you raw or not; you're going to take it bare, guaranteed. When I came to Berlin for the first time two years prior, this is the night I enjoyed most. I arrived toward the beginning, got stripped down to my blue jockstrap, blue harness, and blue leather strap (right-side, of course) and browsed around. Like the last time, there was a wide array of men to choose from. I made my way over to the bar to have my relaxation drink before making my way to the main play area and cruise for beef. Like before, it didn't take long to get some attention; I'm sure the jockstrap helped. The first hour was made up of a mix of guys taking turns fucking me for a little bit, but nothing spectacular. As with most sex parties, guys don't want to cum too quick, so each one stopped short of unloading. Call it something in the air (as I don't think it was a full moon that night) but I saw a few guys around the club sporting biohazard tattoos in various places on their body. My assumption is that the guys that had one on their chest or arms were probably the tops. I made sure that I gave them a "come hither" look as I passed them by and nodded directly toward their obvious marking. If I've never said it before in a previous post, I'll put it right here for all to see: I fucking LOVE verbal poz breeders!!! I would up getting the attention of a shorter, older daddy with a prominent biohazard mark right under his navel. Basically, where Ethan Wolfe has his, but this daddy clearly had his for some time. We found an empty corner and he bent me over and gave me a good fingering. Despite taking so much cock the previous night, I tightened up a little bit; my poz daddy worked me for a little bit, then turned me back around and got me on my knees - he was packing modestly; maybe 6.5 inches with a small p.a. Still quite suckable, which is exactly what I did. He put me against the wall and slid in gently; he was definitely conscious that I was going to need to be worked. This started a slow, but passionate filled fuck as he gently opened me up. Gliding in and out at a gentle pace, I felt very relaxed. We were soon joined by his friend - no tattoo - and they tag-teamed me for what seemed like the next half-hour. At some point, my marked daddy needed to take a breather, but said he'd come find me later - I fucking hope so! He made his way to the bar to get a drink, but left me in the graces of his top friend who continued to work me for a bit longer. Soon, his friend needed a breather as well, and we parted ways to cruise the room more. In the hallway between the two large play areas, I saw a bigger daddy with a small biohazard right on his left peck. He wasn't typically the type of guy I'd go for physically, but I got clocked eyeing his mark. He pulled me down the hall and back toward the back wall where we started to play around as well. Now that I was opened up a bit, it made it easier to take him as well - although he was also only about 6.5 inches. He worked me with a little more pace, but was a little more verbal. "Tell me what you want boy" "You like that daddy cock, don't ya" "You want that poz daddy dick inside you" To all of those questions, all I could answer in the heat of passion was "fuck yeah daddy, please give it to me." This went on for a bit and my daddy needed a breather as well. It was still relatively early in the evening, so no one was ready to blast off just yet. I made my way to the bar for a drink of my own and came across my first daddy finishing up his drink. I grabbed toward his cock to let him know I hadn't forgot about him and still wanted to have him work me. Finishing my drink fairly quickly, I went back out to the playroom to find my first daddy reaching for my exposed ass. He pulled me closer and whispered in my ear to suck his cock hard again. I had to oblige; after all, that position put his navel mark right at eye level. I started to suck him again; gripping his balls with my right hand, I put my left hand right over my nose and rubbed right where his tattoo was. I had to show daddy just what I was after. We were nearby the two slings, and as soon as one opened up, daddy put me in and pushed his way back into my waiting hole. Just like before, he stroked slow and passionately. This time, we started to attract a small crowd who could see the intense eye-contact and passionate connection between us. Nothing could break our concentration; with each slide into me, our eyes locked deeper and deeper. The few guys around seemed out of my line of vision as I moaned in ecstasy with each stroke. Before long, the moment of truth came: "Get ready for my cum boy" He stroked even slower, but more intensely; I wasn't sure that was possible, but it was. Each stroke led to both of us moaning in unison knowing that each stroke led closer and closer to the edge. I wanted to beg for his poz cum so bad, but words seemed meaningless; I just let our moaning do the work. After a couple minutes, daddy held me down while I wrapped my arms around his back; each stroke from there on out was an intense squirt of his warm, toxic, marked jizz inside me. We couldn't pull our eyes off of each other until well after his last spurt emptied out. Something about this intense mutual gaze really got the attention of our voyeurs who saw just how badly we both wanted each other. We sealed with a kiss and he pulled his cock out. My mind was over the moon! It was at this point that i noticed the faces of the other guys who came by to watch - my tops buddy and my other poz daddy with the peck tat. He got between my legs and slid into my freshly bred hole. "Yeah slut boy, you want some more cum?" "Yeah, daddy, give me your seed" "Beg harder, boy" "Please fill me with your poz cum sir!" He wanted to hear me say "poz". That started a couple minutes of stroking with each one making me beg more and more for his toxic, dirty jizz. "Here you go, boy....take this poz seed....UUUHHHHH" What felt like ten blasts of jism emptied into my wet hole. I couldn't have asked for more! My first tops friend was nearby as well, but another bottom wanted the sling, so I graciously gave up my spot and let them have their fun. I headed upstairs to another play area and got another drink. While sitting on the stool catching my breath, a guy nearby caught my attention in a BIG way. Huge 9" uncut dick with a biohaz right above it (Ethan Wolfe style), but red in colour! I couldn't take my eyes off of it! He noticed me checking it out and signalled to his two friends. They came over to me and became his wing-men. These friends weren't going to fuck me, but they were going to make sure I got what I came for. For the next ten minutes or so, they ushered me onto my knees to suck this massive piece hard and then bent me over my stool. One of them grabbed my poppers out of my sock and controlled my intake while the other friend lubed my hole. After a deep hit, I felt the pointed tip of my top's member push into me. It didn't take long for him to notice the two loads already inside me. This drove him wild, and he started pounding away. He was speaking to his friends in some language I didn't understand while fucking me - probably describing the big wad of mixed fluid gathered about six inches inside my hole. I couldn't make out a word until I heard the unmistakable uptick in tone followed by an "Oh yeah.....yeah" and then BAM! A warm gush filled me deep inside and I knew he was unloading. He slipped out as he got soft and the three of them just left me at the stool; my knees weak. They weren't interested in a passionate finish; just pump, dump, and go. My legs were quivering. I really didn't think I could take much more, so I sat back down, had another drink and then got dressed and headed out. Maybe I could have tried for more cum, but I just took three of the most intense loads I'd had in some time. I had to call it a night. The next day, I decided not to actively seek more sex; I've had more than enough (though wouldn't turn down any opportunities). The couple of times over the next day or two weren't anything of note. By Sunday night, it was time to head back to London. I couldn't have imagined that I'd set a new personal record of men in one weekend, nor could I have imagined the intensity of the sex had. It's an intensity that I haven't been able to match since. Maybe this year. Maybe I'll go back and try again. Just maybe...

I know you'll get this when you land., Honest truth.. , I really want to deeply worship your hot hungry sweet hole for hours. I need to worship your sexy bum, been lusting for it all this fucking time, though I was sidetracked by your big ol daddy dick I want you, needing me, in you. I want to coax your hole and slide my hard thick raw cock deep into you I want to be deep in you so bad, I breathe, I pause, you breathe in and connect us I want to worship you as you deserve to be You are muscle primed, my swimmer, smooth and sleek, your spirit steady, proud and gravel rough... The depth of deviance from living 65 years in men, raw. I am so fuckin hard just thinking of your smooth hot pink hole grasping my thick brown foreskin My cockhead taut and redder, even more so now in contact with your heat, sliding deep into that sweet creamy smooth ass You wanting and needing me in there, taking me deeper into you... I need to seed you,

Hey guys. This story is inspired by my new SEXY buddy, TexasTwink . He's cute, and you should all write to him to thank him for this story idea. Thank you, TexasTwink. 😉 Please Use a Condom - Chapter 1. A buddy of mine, Sam, has a penchant for corrupting young ‘safe sex only’ guys. Over a few beers, he told me about this one guy he was planning on bringing over to the dark side. A sexy twink from Texas met him in an airport bar and confided that he wanted to be used by several guys at the same time. He fantasized about being taken raw by multiple men, but wasn’t quite ready. He asked my buddy if he’d be willing to help him. He told him he’d come up with something. They exchanged numbers and boarded their flights. They had kept in touch and the twink was going to be traveling back through town for work in a while. My buddy told me that the twink was passing through in a few days and wanted to invite me to join in the festivities. We were going to meet in a bar on Friday night and get the twink some liquid courage before heading back to my buddy’s playroom to have some piggy fun. I could tell from the pics that Sam shared with me that the twink was beautiful, mid-20s, blond hair hanging in his face and over his ears, great smile, and a nice slim body. His jeans showed off his curvy meaty butt. I arrived at the bar first and was pretty sure the cute guy at the bar was the guy we were to meet. A few guys from around showed up before my buddy, and we were all eyeing this tasty-looking twink. I saw Mike and Bill, two POZ guys I’d swapped loads with in the past. There was an older bald heavy-set guy with a beer gut and a massive barrel chest who Mike introduced me to as Ron. When I shook Ron’s paw, I saw a biohazard tattoo on his furry forearm. A sexy Latin guy greeted Ron, who, in turn, introduced the two of us. The Latin guy's name was Pedro. No word or sign if Pedro was POZ or not. The twink was clearly nervous as he downed two beers. My buddy showed up and sat down next to him giving him a big bear hug before introducing us all to ‘tonight’s entertainment.’ We shared a few beers as the twink loosened up. My buddy had his hands down the back of his jeans and was clearly fingering his hole. The twink was squirming and cooing, clearly loving his fantasy coming true. Sam took care of the tab, and we all headed outside to walk the short distance back to his place, arm in arm. The twink was a little drunk, but still very much in control of what he wanted. When we got to Sam’s place, he let us in and led us down to the basement playroom, complete with a leather sling, and a wall of toys. We all helped the twink undress down to his jockstrap. Just as Sam was about to help him into the sling, his eyes flashed wide. He held up his hands as asked if he could have a moment alone with Sam. The four of us went back upstairs to get undressed and get ready for some serious fucking. Sam came upstairs to find me on my knees switching between the cock of my old and new friend. "Bad news, guys. Our twink friend is scared to take so much raw cock. Now, he’s gonna let us fuck him, but there’s a condition: we've gotta use a condom." Mike reached into his pants, puddled on the floor, and pulled out a wrapped condom and commented with a sly smile "I've been saving this for someone special." Sam looked concerned and countered saying "Come on, guys. If he wants us to use a condom, we should honor that, right?’" Sam took Mike’s condom and made sure it wasn't stale, and that the wrapper was intact, asking "You sick fuck didn’t stab this with a pin or anything did you?" Mike shook his head no. My sense was he was being honest. Sam’s concern devolved into a sneer. He asked us to wait right there for a moment. I went back to sucking cock as Sam headed back downstairs. H e reappeared a few moments later with a big grin saying "We’re in luck, pigs. Our twink is into kink. He gave me permission to try something raunchy. We’re going to all fuck him. With a condom. This condom. We all have to wear the same one. And when it breaks, it breaks." The guys helped me to my feet and we headed down the dark steps to find the twink in the sling, blindfolded and holding a bottle of poppers to his nose. To be continued…

Friday, May 17/19 -> STEAMWORKS TORONTO - 8:45PM-4:30AM I must say from the outset last night at Steamworks Toronto was a normal, piggy night for me. Diverse crowd both physically and age-wise. Here's what happened. 1. Within an hour of getting there I met a younger guy shorter than me (I'm 5'8") but beefier. He started to feel me up and play with my nipples in the bark narrow darkroom. He took my hand and we entered the middle confessional with 2 gloryholes on each side (no bench). He took off his towel, revealing a beautiful cock, more on the pencil thin side, but I'm not complaining. I sucked on it for a bit. We kissed. He told me he wanted to fuck me. By all means, go ahead. Raw, no mention of condoms. My hole was completely douched and lubed. So him going in me didn't hurt one bit. His cock I could take. After a really short time, he asked where I wanted his load. I said, "In me!" I could feel his cock ready to spurt a huge load. His breath became shortened and he lead out a few grunts. I felt his cock spurting in me and the cum down my left thigh. I knelt to thank him by cleaning off his cock. He said his name was Alain and that he was into daddies. LOAD #1 - in me. 2. I did see my favorite younger pig slut. Very thin waist. About 6'. Goatee. Raw vers. He was in the front gloryhole-slurp ramp area sucking cock. Guys wanted a piece of him. One guy was sucking his cock, and I knelt down to taste his beautiful boycunt. I presumed it would be wet and full of loads. I was right. He looked around to see who was rimming him. He smilled and went back to cock sucking. He always manages to push out a few loads for me to eat. And this night his boyhole was dessert for me. He has a long beer-can thick cock. I asked for him to tease my hole with it. He could just get the head in and poke around a bit. I kept bumping into him last night. Remember, pigs can smell other pigs from far away and want to play together. 3. LOADS #2 and 3 I got from various cocks while kneeling in the back, narrow dark room. Their dicks were incredible. These guys were one-hit wonders because after cleaning off their cocks to thank them, they quickly disappeared from that dark room. When there's action there, I try to feel up guys' asses with my fingers who's ready to rimmed or fucked. I managed to eat a few nice boyholes too. All the guys last night were clean; no accidents happened. 4. The next load was from a guy who claims he fucked me before. Middle Eastern younger guy on PREP, into daddies. I spotted him in the front gloryhole area. We kissed. He was busy. I asked whether he's staying for a bit, he said yes. Later on, during one of my pitstops in my room at Steamworks, he asked to come in. My room was not well lit up but he knew he had the right room. We kissed. His towel came off fast. He hadn't seen me in a while. He has an open relationship with his bf. He plays on the side. He had cum twice earlier and wasn't too sure if he'd be able to fuck me. I guess he was fucking other guys. Dicks can get sore! I told him I wanted his boycum. He's in his 30s, tanned, shorter than me. We held each other and kissed some more. I got to his dick level and swallowed his flacid cock. It didn't take long to become hard. I sucked him to his enjoyment. He helped me out by jerking his cock to crank out another (his 3rd) load. Boy, was it creamy and a good-sized load. His fingers I sucked because they were filled with his cum too. I cleaned them off and his cock. We lay there and just chatted. I told him I like to come to Steamworks on Friday nights. He said that he'll look out for me next time he's there. Another fan of daddies. LOAD #4 - in me. 5. I was still saving my big load for a younger guy's mouth or ass. In the back narrow darkroom (like in all darkrooms of Steamworks Toronto) the lights get dimmed after 1 or 2 AM. The time was approaching 4 AM. I went into that narrow darkroom. Many hands wanted to play with my nipples and cock. In the dim light I saw a bubble butt which I wanted to rim. I got down to work. As I was working his hole with my tongue, he started to moan and back up more. His boycunt was loving the attention. He turned around for me to suck his half-hard cock. Lovely! I got up, and he wanted to taste my cock and another guy's cock too. He was going back and forth. He wanted cum. While he was sucking the other guy next to me, I was jacking my cock and ready to blast. I lead out a "I'm reading to burst!" comment, and he immediately switched cock to catch all of my load. This young pig knew what to do and proceeded to clean off my cock and thank me for my load! LOAD #5 - in a younger pig. Gentlemen, pigs=pigs! I showered and left by 4:30 AM. A vey frisky, piggy night!

napping after a good cum .. gonna suck'm awake later 😆

Love the sexual energy of a bathhouse. There are two big plusses for me, the amount of cock available (I want all the cock and loads I can manage) and I like guys watching me get fucked.

Got a 6am text from the guys that bred me yesterday saying they were horny and wanted to use my slut hole again. Showered and headed over there, stripped in the back driveway again and put the blindfold on as i went in the gate. All 3 black guys used my holes again and bred me multiple times, treating me like the slut i am. They said they were having several friends over on saturday and want to use my ass at the party. As i was driving away one of them texted to say i was a fucking whore hole and was planning to have 8 or 9 other guys there and all of them were going to add their baby juice in my ass. I came twice just from them fucking me today but i'm hard thinking about getting whored out to their friends this weekend!

What I like about bathhouses like Steamworks in Toronto is the creative combination of private-public sex you can make for yourself and other raw players. You want 1-1 in my room (with door open!), by all means! You want bb sex in the corridor, hell ya! You want bb sex in any darkroom or gloryhole, get your ass ready! Want group bb sex, just start with a couple and build more bb guys in! It’s about truly enjoying men’s bodies and their fluids, relaxing, de-nutting!

1-There’s still a sense of thrill to bathhouses and I love the anonymity. 2-They tend to make me a lot more uninhibited, and bring out my inner exhibitionist. 3-Some of them have good installations, and I do like to just relax in the hot tub, watching porn, slowly stroking some random guy. 4-Dark mazes and gloryholes! Letting anyone slide up in my ass. The frenzy when you start putting on a show and everyone starts fucking. 5-Steam room orgies! They don’t always happen, but when they do usually everyone’s playing raw and I can get a couple of loads.

The Brothel Part 1 My name is Jaxx, and I own one of the biggest, most infamous criminal businesses in America. I've dedicated my life to spreading drug addiction, diseases, and prostitution, and this is the story of how it all started. When I was 35, I thought I was the shit. I was a tan 6'4" cue-ball made of 280 pounds of pure, bulging, tattooed muscle. Some people called me a meathead, but fuck them. When I got angry or aggressive (which was often), everyone shut the hell up. If I wanted a hole to fuck, I could pick from any number of holes that were begging me to fuck them. However, I now admit I was struggling to stay afloat. I lived alone then in a run-down basement apartment in the hood of Philadelphia. I hadn't talked to my family in over 7 years - I had been living with my parents until I was 28. They kicked me out after 10 years of me doing nothing but amateur porn, smoking weed in the house, and bringing girls and fags home to fuck. Took them long enough, I guess, but being a small-time straight male pornstar barely pays at all, so I started dealing drugs too. I mainly sold meth, crack, and coke, but I pushed a little bit of everything, including rarer gems like GHB and K. I had to deal with all kinds of fucked up customers, many of them flaky and shady as hell. One day, one of my customers gave my contact to this boy named Chris. To this day, I don't know Chris' last name, even though I've known him for years. Chris was only 18 at the time and was still finishing high school. He had lost his virginity much earlier than that apparently, but it wasn't until he was old enough to be active on hook-up sites and get into gay bars and clubs did he try Tina for the first time. By the time he had decided to buy from me, he had already tried it a few times, and the bottom boy lived for it. I arranged for Chris to meet me by the parking garages at the end of the street at 10PM. By the time I walked down there at 9:50, Chris was already there waiting, looking suspicious and lost. My eyes widened. It was love at first sight. And that, I mean I knew I needed to fuck him. Even then, I had thoughts of how I'd ruin his life. Chris was the type of boy who was probably timid and sometimes picked on because he was gay but was so gorgeous it would've been impossible for him not to know it. Given his track record with sleeping around town, I'm guessing he did know. He was 5'8", toned just enough that he had pretty defined arms and chest but wasn't at all big. He had soft golden blond hair in spikes like a surfer, sported a deep tan, had the whitest teeth and most brilliant blue eyes I've ever seen, and a charming boyish smile that screamed of innocence. I knew he wasn't all innocent though. He had a deep arc in his lower back that thrust out his juicy ass, which he accented with tight skinny jeans that sagged just a little. His tan skin was perfectly smooth, so something tells me he shaves or waxes. He had two big studs in his ears, and he wore this crazy low-cut shirt that was so tight his nipples stood right out. The boy looked like a slut. Everything about his appearance says he likes men and wants men. At that moment, I instantly changed my mind about the deal. "Hey. Chris?" I asked rhetorically. I reached out my hand, which looked gigantic compared to his. "Y-Yeah. You're Jaxx, right?" He put his delicate baby-soft hand into mine, and I almost crushed it with my firm grip. "That's me. Pleasure to meet you, babe. How about we head over to my place?" I offered. His eyes lit up, and I smiled a devilish grin. I knew this boy was attracted to me, and he was excited to think that maybe I was attracted to him too. I was, and I am. I grinned and placed my hand on his ass and guided him in the direction of my apartment. I led him down a staircase coming from the sidewalk into the basement floor, where we walked to end of the hall. The door in front was the boiler room. The door to the right was my apartment. I sensed he was little scared, but also excited. My place is just a fuck den and nothing more. It's enough to freak any unsuspecting young boy out, but then again he came here to buy my drugs and probably hoped to take my dick, so he wasn't going to back out. My whole place consisted of only two rooms and a bathroom. The door opens to the main room. In one corner of the room was my bed, or really just a mattress on a frame with a sheet covering it. Two dirty pillows, no headboard. In another corner was a computer and TV-monitor. Against the wall were my clothes strewn across the dirty concrete floor - a messy tumble of jeans, wife-beaters, socks, sneakers, and boots. A table in a third corner had all kinds of junk and a microwave on it. The trash was overflowing, and most of it was on the ground around it. Little empty drug baggies mixed themselves in with empty beer cans and bits of litter and debris. The second room, which I call the cave, I kept locked, was smaller, and consisted of a mattress, several locked cabinets packed to the brim with drugs, a suitcase for distribution, and various drug paraphernalia lying around. On a little nightstand stood a glass bong and a tray with a pipe, torches, butane, points, plastic syringes, etc. Several half-full bottles of poppers and various oily lubes were littered on and around the mattress. Finally, the bathroom looked akin to a gas station bathroom. No additional explanation needed. Chris stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to be. I unlocked the cave and led him inside onto the mattress. I sat him down, picked up the glass bong and a fat bag of crystals, then liberally poured the stuff into the bowl piece. "You're a new customer, so let me smoke you up. First one's on me," I said as I started melting the crystals. "And if you keep me company and smoke with me tonight, I'll give you the ball for half the price I said it was." Chris' face lit up with excitement, and he even shined his pearly white teeth. Before he could respond verbally though, I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and told him to pull. The clouds rolled furiously as the bong grew into an opaque, almost yellowish white. He struggled to take as much of it as he could, but he had to do it in two breaths. When he exhaled, his clouds were cotton-thick. "Oh shit," he coughed. It was so hot watching him. He was bewildered by the bong hits and I could tell he was already feeling fuzzy and good. I love a lightweight. "Holy fuck, that was a lot." I then gave myself a huge hit too. As soon as I sucked a fiendish cloud into my lungs, I pressed my lips to his and shotgunned it into him. He gulped it down with some trouble, and the clouds billowed out from his mouth. "Fuck yeah," he mumbled, beginning to touch himself through his shirt restlessly. He saw me eyeing him, and then flushed with embarrassment. The T was fucking with his body heat, and he was already sweating. "You feel good, babe?" I asked. "Yeah, I feel real good. Can I take another hit?" he asked. "Hell yeah. Tonight, you can take as many hits as you want." He looked at me like I was his hero. If he wasn't already halfway to becoming a Tina whore, he probably would've realized I was actually a bad man. I passed the bong to him and lit the torch for him again, keeping the flame there to force him to take another monstrous hit he couldn't handle. I watched him cough and choke, then pretended to care and ask if he was OK. I didn't give a shit if he was OK. I kissed him softly on the lips after every time I shot-gunned my hit to him and asked him if he was feeling good. Little did he know, feeding him my leftover clouds would be the only time I'd ever kiss him like that. At that point, I had already decided Chris wasn't going to be a customer. He was going to be my whore, and I was feeding him hits I was already planning on how to enslave him. You see, I installed a secret camera built into a clock on the nightstand. I already have a tape of Chris smoking T, but that's only the beginning. Over the course of the following few weeks, the camera would capture Chris doing cocktails of drugs multiple times as well as getting bred by quite an array of anonymous men. I'd then blackmail Chris to being my live-in whore if he didn't want the videos released to his friends and family and the internet...and then I planned to do it anyway. Once he's living with me, he'll become fully dependent on drugs, and I'll start selling his pussy and videos of him getting fucked. The rest is just making him follow a fitness plan and taking care of his body to keep him sexy and healthy enough in face of all that I was going to put him through. I got more excited about my plans for Chris looking at his pure face. Just thinking about how I'm going to be the one responsible for turning this innocent boy into a piece of whore trash that's gonna get violated by so many sleazy men without remorse...it turned me on a hell lot. After we cleared two rounds of the bong, I set it down and decided it was time to enjoy what would soon be mine. Without ceremony, I slid my hand under Chris' shirt. My hand's giant, muscled silhouette was visible down to the vein through his skin-tight shirt until it reached his pecs. I glazed my fingers over his nipples, savoring them. His skin was so smooth and warm I heard myself groan with lust. Even though he turned a little red and was clearly nervous, he didn't protest. Partly because he liked and trusted me, partly because he was spun, and partly just because he was another easy, slutty faggot. 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. To be continued.

Another member on this site recently asked if any of us had slammed at work, or at least pnp'd. I actually have a few times... never slammed at work, but have blown clouds/snorted at work and had sex at work at the same time. In my blog here, I've written up some of the times I had pnp experiences as both a performer and as a Realtor (usually in an empty house or client's house who pnp'd and gave permission) but I actually HAVE had sex and partied some in office situations over the years. During the Recession, both performing work and house sales were down, so from 2005-2010 I also managed buildings in NYC, the management company I worked for had its office in Riverdale in the Bronx, in what was originally the pool house and club of a multi-building development... the offices were right next to the pool and my personal office was in one corner of the structure down a long corridor and had both a door to the inside corridor of the building, AND its own door to the exterior into a small fenced in area adjacent to the pool with a latched gate door. My boss' older son was a college age kid who just finished his freshman year and was now serving as a lifeguard at the complex pool during his summer vacation. I was frequently the last person in the offices, as most left by 5:30 and some nights I was there until 7 or 8 or later by myself. The pool closed at 6pm, and if the boss wanted to leave early and I was staying, he'd ask me to bring the kid home to the burbs where we all lived. I had no idea up until this point that the kid was gay, let alone that he appreciated chemplay. I mean, come on, he was only a freshman - though I was pretty "advanced" at that age I seldom meet too many others who were (or are). One of the first times this occurred, Stefan came into my office closing the door behind him, still in his long red lifeguard board shorts and a sleeveless white cotton top - open to show his washboard - and flipflops showing his oversized bare feet. I knew the kid was hot - frankly, so was his dad, my boss, and the company actually had a reputation of hiring very attractive and fit male employees - but this went beyond. While running his hand up and down his treasure trail, he mentioned that I was "busted". Tearing my gaze away from the pretty sight, I asked "why"? He proceeded to tell me he found my profile on Nasty Kink Pigs and a PNP oriented site that was popular at the time. The pictures being obviously me, I couldn't deny it, and he described them to me perfectly. Intrigued, I asked what he was doing on those sites and did his father know he was gay? He replied that he found those websites that year at college when he really found and accepted himself, and no he hadn't come out to his parents yet. He said he certainly wouldn't say anything about my extracurricular activities to his father so long as he and I could "indulge" them sometimes on the evenings I was driving him home... I told him I was flattered, and wanted to know exactly which activities on those sites he wanted to indulge in, and would I be playing teacher or did he have experience? He smirked and replied that he was looking for the bareback chem sex experiences he learned to love that year at college that took him from a naive virgin to a "probably poz party boi"... I was, suffice to say, a bit stunned. Now, to be fair, in the summer of 2006 he wasn't the only one with a 6-pack, at 43 I was still doing some modelling and in really great shape, so it wasn't TOTALLY insane for a hot college freshman to come on to an older guy, but JEEZUS this came out of nowhere, and DAMN was it hot. He proceeded to tell me he knew exactly how to make sure we were never caught (and we never were...) since my office was originally intended to be accessible after hours by the pool staff, the inside door to the rest of the offices could not only be locked and bolted, but the outside door could be locked and the gate to the little inner fenced area (the fence was 8 feet tall and opaque) could also be locked and bolted... to gain access from outside, someone would have to ring a "doorbell" and from the inside, if anyone entered the office suite, an electronic "beep" sounded in my office. There were no security cameras in my office, or at my end of the hall, or in the fenced area - and I could turn on the burglar alarm and exclude my office until I (or we) left. Stefan had thought it all out. With those assurances, I agreed. That first time he had a little bit of his own stuff in his pool bag, and I ran out to my car and brought my play bag in - out came two pipes and the clouds started. I kept asking if he was sure, and he said he liked fantasizing that I was his coach... DAMNATION he was hitting all the right buttons. That night was mostly just oral (we both rinsed off and washed up in the small shower the little bathroom my personal office had) sucking and rimming mutually... he had a real swimmer's body, 6'4", trim, slightly out-sized shoulders, long thin floppy dick and nice muscular if not large ass, green eyes, tanned white skin, torso naturally almost hairless except the treasure trail but waist down hairy like a satyr or something... Our sessions eventually included fucking each other on my desk or the floor or on a pool lounge chair brought inside, with porn playing all but silently on my computer from my external hard drive, and always with us blowing clouds, booty-bumping, snorting or hot-railing. The first session where we fucked, I had him fuck me first - he was rock hard and his youth and relative inexperience showed in his impatience to get his raw tool in me resulting in some soreness for me that evening and the next day - but his skills improved over time and that long cock of his was quite the enjoyable after-work treat, along with the copious loads he would fill me with. That same evening, when it was my turn to fuck him, I kept reminding him that I was poz, and was he SURE he wanted me to bareback him. He told me he was sure, and that he was fairly certain he'd been pozzed since he'd done several group scenes with guys he knew to be poz and took their loads... I was still a bit uncomfortable with that, and though I fucked him bare, I did not begin breeding him until he'd gotten his test results back a couple of weeks later (he was poz as he thought). He loved to spew out his filthiest fantasies as I pounded that hot frat boy hole. As summer progressed I was able to hook him up with my contact-buddy for supplies so he could pay less than in the burbs. A couple of times we had group scenes at my bud's place on Central Park West and the guys present would descend on Stefan like starving animals and he loved every minute, though we always had to leave reasonably early. He also had a friend up from school who stayed with him that summer for a week and came to the pool with him everyday that week - it was the only time we ever had a third join us in my office - a pretty Filipino kid, Alberto, with another swimmer's body but much shorter than Stefan, about 5'6" smooth all over and rippled with trim muscle, brown eyes and black hair with an incredible serpent tattoo wrapped down one leg. He was happy to blow clouds with us, and fortunately he was into "Daddies" like Stefan was, and really enjoyed getting spit-roasted from either end the three times he pnp'd with us. He even came in and gave me a blow job under my desk on one of the days they were heading home with my boss and not me! Stefan claimed to be jealous, but between him needing to be at his lifeguard post AND being 6'4" there was no way he could repeat that particular performance! Damn we had fun until he had to head back to school, and we repeated our hi-jinx the next summer (2007) as well. However, when the summer of 2008 rolled around he stayed at his school in Florida for the summer and eventually moved down there permanently and that crazy memorable set of experiences was over. And true to Stefan's promise, we never got caught! Though we both mentioned many times as we played how hot it would be to get his handsome dad high and convince him to join us. Considering the male employees he tended to hire, there certainly was a possibility that he was at least bi-sexual, but suffice to say, that was a fantasy we were NOT stupid enough to attempt! We already took enough chances!

I don't know what prompted me to snoop that day, but I'm glad I did. I'd been dating my boyfriend Josh for about a year (this is back in my late 20's so...). We had occasional spats, but overall we were still a solid couple and still had plenty of sex together, but somewhere deep in the recesses of my brain I had that nagging feeling he might be cheating on me. Most of me trusted him, but there was always the fact that I basically stole him from his previous boyfriend. And you know how you just get that sneaky suspicion? Nine out of ten times you're right? Well, I was right. I had dropped in on Josh unexpectedly one afternoon (we didn't live together) and I sort of caught him on his computer. It wasn't unusual for him to be on his computer working, so I didn't think anything much of it at the time. Although he did have an air of a kid that had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He was also quite randy and ready to fuck immediately, and who was I to complain about that? But just as we started making out, his phone rang with work. He was the manager for this condo complex and was pretty much always on call. Sure enough he had a tenant issue to deal with so he told me to stay put and stay ready, because this wouldn't take to long to remedy. He was out the door, and I was just hanging around naked... when that damn nagging feeling struck. Josh did look a bit "sheepish" when I first had arrived. I wonder what he was doing on his computer-- looking at porn perhaps? So, I walked over to his desk and did something I never, ever do. I snooped. I moved his mouse, and his computer screen sprang to life. No porn windows were open and up, but there was a minimized window. I opened it and discovered he was still logged on to AOL. And he had one of the AOL m4m windows opened up. So, Josh had been chatting on the m4m room for our town. I had always been afraid to chat on there because we lived in such a small community, I figured I'd get busted instantly. I took note of Josh's AOL handle: VersBoi8x5. I'd have to remember that. That's when I saw that he also had a minimized private chat window. My heart started racing. Did I really want to see this? And what if Josh suddenly came back and found me snooping? It would mean a fight for sure. But curiosity got the better of me and I opened it. He'd been chatting with a guy with the handle "TopRod9x6". Oh god. Josh and I did flip fuck, but because Josh had such a good cock for fucking, I was acting as the bottom more often than not. And I knew my seven incher could not compete with something advertised as 9x6! I took a gulp and read through their chat: VersBoi8x5: Man, I can't wait until we fuck again! Your cock was incredible-- the most beautiful cock I've ever seen! TopRod9x6: Thanks-- your ass was hot. Not sure when I'm free again-- have to work. VersBoi8x5: Just feeling that much cock inside me was amazing! TopRod9x6: I didn't hurt you too bad, did I? VersBoi8x5: No, man. Felt great. :-) TopRod9x6: And you are cool that we went bare? VersBoi8x5: Fuck yeah! It was hot feeling you slide in me raw! TopRod9x6: Sure your bf won't mind? VersBoi8x5: Who cares? We still use condoms and what he doesn't know won't hurt him. Besides, I've seen his car outside the adult bookstore a few times... TopRod9x6: Good to know. Because I don't do condoms. ;-) VersBoi8x5: Our little secret ;-) TopRod9x6: The next time I'm free is thursday next week during the day VersBoi8x5 : damn, busy. ;-( TopRod9x6: we'll fuck again, don't worry I felt sick to my stomach. Josh had cheated on me with a guy with a 9" cock. And had been fucked without a condom! And had evidently stalked me enough to know I was visiting our town bookstore every so often. Ok, I admit that I did that... but only because I liked glory hole action. And I only ever got sucked there, that's it. I closed up the windows again and left Josh's computer. I was still naked but wondering if I should leave, or should stay and confront Josh about his risky infidelity or just pretend it didn't happen. I flopped down on Josh's bed and started to think about what he'd done. He'd met up with some strange chatroom guy with a big cock and let him fuck him without a condom. Maybe even let the guy cum inside him. And Josh loved taking it... getting pounded by strange meat... getting stretched and filled.... I started to get hard. I thought of Josh taking random cock and getting off on it, and my dick just sprang to life and started oozing precum. It was about that time that Josh came back. He took one look at me and started tearing off his clothes. All ideas of confrontation left my brain, and we just got right to fucking around. When we got to the moment of truth, I just spit on Josh's hole and slid my cock in, raw. "What are you doing? Don't you want a condom?" he asked? "Nah," I replied. "We've been together for awhile now, and I kinda want to fuck you without one." Josh didn't say another word, but his body response spoke volumes. He REALLY liked the idea of no condoms. I came inside him after about 2 minutes. He came shortly afterward. And we both agreed that it was a hot fuck and we should do it more often. After I left, I immediately started obsessing about Josh's infidelity and the whole AOL chatroom thing. And about this 9x6 guy. I found myself getting jealous... and aroused. I mean, I loved Josh's big cock, but this guy was bigger... AND thicker! I found myself starting to wonder what it would be like to have him fuck me too. To feel that monster meat inside me, just like it had been in Josh. I eventually created my own AOL handle: DeepAss9, and I started logging on expressly to find TopRod9x6, hoping to catch him before his free Thursday. It didn't take long. DeepAss9: So... sounds like you've got an impressive cock on ya TopRod9x6: it does the job. Sounds like you have an ass that can take it DeepAss9: it does the job. ;-) TopRod9x6: a lot of bottoms say they can take it, but when they see it they back out DeepAss9: I won't back out-- I'll just back up! TopRod9x6: what I like to hear! ;-) DeepAss9: Yeah, and from what I hear, you throw an awesome fuck! ;-) TopRod9x6: Really? who from? DeepAss9: buddy of mine... VersBoi. Said it was amazing TopRod9x6: yeah, he's a good bottom DeepAss9: I'm better. TopRod9x6: :-) DeepAss9: Wanna find out? TopRod9x6: I'm free tomorrow, like 11 am. You? DeepAss9: So am I-- let's fuck. TopRod9x6: ok We traded pics (his cock looked HUGE!) and he eventually sent me his phone number and address. He lived across the river, on the East side of town, but not terribly far away. The whole rest of the evening I fantasized about the fuck I was gonna get the next day, but I also started panic a bit, thinking what the fuck I was doing? I was voluntarily going to meet a big cock internet whore, and I was going to let him fuck me bare! I was simultaneously excited and repulsed by the idea. I barely slept, but the next morning I called in sick (something I never do) and proceeded to get ready for TopRod. My stomach was in knots as I drove over to his place. I kept thinking I could back out, but deep down I knew I wouldn't. I was too jealous of Josh getting it and had already made up my mind I needed it too, to make things even. TopRod answered the door and let me in. He hadn't send a face or body shot, so this was my first time seeing him. He was pretty decently built, tan and muscular. Dark hair. Probably late 30's to early 40's. Handsome enough... but there was something just a tad "off" about him. A bit dirty. A bit creepy. A bit (and I wouldn't realize this until later)... sick? He ushered me into his bedroom and proceeded to disrobe casually as if he'd done this a million times before. With his cock, he probably had! His cock sprang from his underwear and it was even more impressive in person. The camera had NOT done his size justice at all. It truly was every bit nine inches by six inches... perhaps a bit more in thickness. And much to my chagrin I started thinking, "There's no way I can take this much meat." I cupped it in my hand and just stared. "You like it?" he asked? "Yeah, but damn! It's as thick as my wrist! I don't see how that's gonna fit in my ass...." "You said you weren't gonna be one of those guys who backs out" he said testily. "I definitely wanna try it... I NEED to try it. I am just nervous." "Don't worry. I'll go slow... until you tell me not to." So I started sucking it. My mouth barely opened wide enough and I could only go down about half way before his cock would absolutely go no further. I gagged a few times trying, which seemed to excite him. He stopped me long enough to get me out of my clothes, and then had me get on all fours on the bed. Once in position, he lowered his face to my ass and began rimming me. I was still relatively young and inexperienced at this point, and I think I'd been rimmed maybe twice before. Josh certainly didn't rim me. So this was a novel thing... and an incredible turn on. He took his time and made love to my hole with his tongue, so much so that I was writhing and squirming and basically crawling out of my skin with pleasure. He ate my hole for probably 20 minutes solid... getting me nice and relaxed with tongue and fingers and spit. Then it was time. "You ready for it?" he asked? "Should we get a condom?" I asked, even though I already knew the answer. "I don't use condoms when I fuck. Didn't Versboi tell you that?" "Yeah, but... ok. Just don't cum in me, alright?" "I prefer to drop my DNA inside a bottom... knock him up good. But if you tell me to pull out... I will." "Okay... just go slowly, please." He got out some good, greasy lube and worked it on his dick and into my hole. He also tossed me a bottle of poppers. "You'll want those," he said. I told him I'd never really done them before. He told me that as he got in position, I should take a snort of them. That it would help ease the entry. I did as I was told. As the warm rush crashed down on me, his massive knob started slowly pressing back and forth against my hole. In and out. In and out. A little further each time. Until suddenly I knew his head and part of his shaft was inside me. It hurt, but it also felt incredible to be so stretched by a man's penis. And raw. "How much is in me?" I groaned. "Oh, we still have a ways to go. You'll know when I get all the way in. Better hit the poppers again." He was really good about not being in a rush and after about five minutes of work-- back and forth, in and out and further in-- he was at my inner ring. "One final push, and we're home," he said. He pushed, and... My God. It's full of stars. Incredible. Amazing. Pleasure. Beyond. I barely had a coherent thought as his raw cock slid up into my colon and I was fully impaled on his monster meat. Never had I had this much in my ass before, not even with a dildo. Never had I experienced this type of pleasure before. He was so deep and I was so stretched and full. Then he started fucking me. Between the poppers and his amazing fucktool, I was flying. I never though I could take this much cock, but there I was, on all fours, being stabbed repeatedly by more meat than any one man has a right to own. Eventually I started fucking him back. I would relax and slam my ass back into his groin, then clench my hole and milk him on the out stroke. He was in heaven. "Damn, your ass is amazing!" he told me. "You are so getting me close to cumming man!" "When you fucked Versboi, where did you cum?" "Oh, I bred him deep. The pig was begging for my seed." We kept on fucking hard, his big slab of fuckmeat just wrecking my ass and I was loving every minute of it. It felt so indescribably good. So much more cock than Josh was able to deliver. So much more than ANYONE had ever fucked me with. I didn't wan't it to stop, but I also wanted to make TopRod cum. "Dude, I'm about ready to blow... where you want it?" he panted. "DON'T. STOP. FUCKING. ME." I begged. "You want me to breed that ass, pig?" "FUCK YES! DO IT!" "You asked for it, pig!" TopRod fucked me fast and furious for the last couple strokes, and then he stopped-- absolutely still-- with only his head and a fraction of his shaft inside my pucker. He stayed that way for a second, maybe two... then I felt it. His cock started throbbing inside my hole and I actually felt his load. I felt the warm, wet heat fill my ass. "Oh God... you're cumming in me... and I can feel it," I said in awe. Then he rammed his cock in to the hilt HARD, pushing his swimmers up into my colon. I saw stars when he did that, but I was also totally getting off on feeling the heat of his load and the thickness of his cock filling my ass. I mean, even Josh hadn't cum in me yet! Once his orgasm had abated some, he started fucking my hole again to work his load into me deeper. And I did my part by using my hole to milk his cock. We fucked like this for several minutes, winding down. "Damn, man... you may coax another load out of me with that talented hole." "I want another one... please." "Let's see what we can do." He did end up giving me another load that day. It took awhile, and I ended up on my back with him jacking his cock to climax before shoving it inside me to cum, but he did deposit a second load. We lay together after that and caught our breath. It was then that he asked me how I knew Versboi. He said he wanted to thank him for the recommendation. "He's my boyfriend," I told him flatly. "Oh. Oh Wow. So, um... you knew that we...?" "Yeah. I knew. And I wanted your cock to fuck me too. But I don't want Josh to know that we did this, okay? Can you keep it just between us? You can keep fucking him... and me... I just don't want Josh to know that I know. You know?" He laughed at that. "Yeah, I can be discrete. I won't fuck and tell. Besides, why would I want to ruin perfectly good ass?" "Oh, I think mines ruined alright." I said. We both laughed. Months later, after a lot more infidelity with TopRod (and probably others), Josh and I tested positive. We had a major fight and I accused Josh of infecting me because I knew he had been cheating. That's when I threw TopRod in his face. He was surprised I knew about him and was really caught off guard. Obviously TopRod had kept his promise to never talk about me. We ended up breaking up over it and going our separate ways. I moved away and never told Josh that it could just have easily been me that infected him after taking all that raw cock and cum from TopRod. And at the bookstore. But that's another story...

Figure I'd put the opposite thread out there as well. We've all had our annoyances with regards to bathhouses and sex clubs. Let's try and get a discussion going about the benefits of these places. What are the positive (no pun intended) aspects of these places? I'll start it off: 1. It removes the "glass veil" of the mobile phone screen - the person you see is the person in the flesh; no guessing as to what they are really going to look like. I think the only surprise would be what they may be packing under the towel. 2. You realise you may have broader tastes in men than you thought. Similar to the above, you may see a guy in person that, if you saw his photo on an app, you'd pass him by. In the flesh, though, you sometimes discover this hidden sexual energy that could lead to some amazing fucking sex! 3. There's little secret as to why everyone is there. You rarely have this dance of "is this a date, is this a hookup, what is this" that you sometimes get when meeting guys elsewhere. I'm not exactly going there to read a library book, after all (that may be showing my age a bit). 4. Honestly, it's a great way to relax. Once I'm in, I usually head straight to the jacuzzi and just kick back for a bit. Gives you a good chance to check out the options as well. Will be interesting to see what some of you hot fuckers can add to this.

Looking back, I wish I had never heard about Craigslist. Or thAt Craigslist had policed their personal ads better. Or done away with them much, much earlier than they did. But They didn’t, and now I have to live with the consequences, however long that may be. There was a time when I didn’t really know about Craigslist personals. I used manhunt and adam4adam like a regular, horny gay guy. I also used scruff and Grindr, but those only ever seemed to work if I was out of town. But manhunt and A4A were iffy at best at producing a decent lay, and getting worse. That’s when I heard people talking about Craigslist. It started off as people laughing and talking about “sleazy Craigslist hookups”— like it was a joke. Only the dirtiest of people would post ads and connect that way. People talked about posts they had seen (or heard about) where guys were looking for really off the beaten path kink stuff. Like scat, or diaper play, or rape scenes. It was like the “dirty bookstore” of gay hookups, guys may do it, but didn’t want to be caught using it. Anyway, the seed had been planted (pun intended) and I found myself thinking about it more and more often. Especially as my one regular now had a boyfriend and was not available. And as I said before, manhunt and A4A seemed to be full of flakes. So one weekend night I found myself opening up the personal section and scrolling through to see what kind of trouble was out there. What I discovered was that most of the ads were pretty benign. Just guys looking for a quick hookup. Usually something anonymous with no strings. Which all sounded just fine to me. Now I did find a couple ads looking for stuff I considered beyond the pale, which I quickly skipped over. And then I discovered one ad that caught my eye. I really should have skipped it too, but I was intrigued. This is how the ad read: “PREGNANCY BY THE SPERMINATOR: Is your biological clock ticking? Are you looking to get knocked up? If so, my dick will get the job done. 100% pregnancy track record, usually on the first try. My baby batter is planted so deep, my DNA is guaranteed to take. Serious inquiries only. And no, I ain’t sending a pic of my cuntwrecker- just know it is Guinness Record big and will be the biggest you’ll ever take. Hit me up with a pic and digits in the first email.” There was only one pic with the ad. It was a gritty picture of an egg with sperm surrounding it, like you would see in a textbook or in a biology film. Only superimposed over the egg was the biohazard symbol. Now I wasn’t dumb, I’d been around enough to know the biohazard thing meant HIV positive. And the ad was in the gay men section of the ads so there wasn’t much mistaking what the ad was for. The guy was advertising converting guys into being HIV positive. On purpose. The ad disgusted me. Who would deliberately infect someone? But even worse, his ad was asking for guys who were actively seeking HIV infection? Who does that? Surely there weren’t guys out there that did this, were there? I skipped the ad that night and ended up emailing a top guy who was looking for a dark room pump n dump. He responded, saying he wanted to just walk in and find me on all fours ready to take cock. No talking. 30 minutes later, I was taking a 7” or raw dick, with only the flicker of porn to illuminate the room. I never saw the guys face. Only his nutload the next morning. After my first success, I went back to the Craigslist well again the next day. As I was perusing the ads, I found myself looking for the Sperminator ad. I couldn’t find it- it had probably been reported and removed. I’m not sure why I was fixated on this ad- the concept was revolting. But it also made my dick twinge a little, and I wasn’t sure why. Perhaps I was just intrigued by the description of the guy’s cock. Who knows? Even if the Sperminator ad wasn’t there, there were plenty of others. And that next day I found a couple other ads that sounded good and hit them up. That night I managed to get two more loads, one from a married DL guy and one from a hung, uncut hispanic just getting off work. Craigslist was really working for me! Over the next few months, I would find myself going to Craigslist when I was horny, and I’d usually find some cock. I was noticing a lot of similar and/or repeat ads with the same cock pics. A couple even from guys who had fucked me- and I’d often get repeat cumloads that way. It was in this way I stumbled on the Sperminator ad again. Same heading. Same text. Same pic. And again I was upset by it— and oddly turned on. But sure as hell I wasn’t gonna hit up the ad as I wasn’t one of those, twisted, fucked up “bug chasers”. Fuck that. Although as I scrolled through the ads looking for my next fuck, I started taking stock of whAt I was doing. I was having anonymous, Craigslist hookups and letting these random men fuck me unprotected and cum inside me. And to be honest, what did I know about these guys, really? I was negative but I never really asked about the status of the guys fucking me. Some of them could be positive and just not telling me. But guys wouldn’t do that, would they? Thoughts like this would inevitably quench my sex drive for awhile, until my ass would get the itch again and I’d jump back on good ol Craigslist and hunt down a load or three. About this time I started dabbling with posting my own ads. I had a killer ass pic that seemed to attract the tops. This ad helped me pull in a LOT of cock. But, as all good things do, Craigslist started becoming more hit and miss for me- more often than not a miss. And I started going longer and longer between fucks, and it was driving me crazy. And as we all know, horny and desperate leads to bad decision making. After one particularly crazy month of no sex due to family drama, work, and other extracurricular activities, I finally had a free weekend and I was climbing the walls. I needed sex in the worst way and goddamn it, I was gonna find some. So I jumped on Craigslist and started scrolling... and that’s when I saw it. The Sperminator as was back up. And I opened it found myself reading and rereading it. Why was I even entertaining the thought of this? And why was my dick straining against my sweats at the thought of a cuntwrecker of world record size? I closed the ad and kept scrolling. I found about 8 other ads that intrigued me enough that I sent them messages. After an hour And a half I had zero responses. And it was getting late. Fuck. I needed Dick in me or I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I was literally going out of my mind. Which is my only explanation for why I scrolled back to the Sperminator ad... and answered it. I sent him two pics— a face pic and my ass pic that seemed to get me laid. And I sent my phone number as requested. After I hit send my stomach was in knots. What did I just do? I rationalized it to myself by telling myself that he probably wouldn’t even message me. And even if he did I was under no obligation to respond. I could even block his number if I wanted. All of which would be moot because I was sure he wouldn’t... My phone chimed at me. I had a text. I opened the text window. Random local number text. All it said was “sup”. Fuck, what do I do now? I could ignore. But my stomach had that anxious feeling and my cock was throbbing in anticipation. What to do what to do?? I took a breath and texted back. Me: my ass. For cock Him: I see that. Nice ass. seen ur ads before. Thought about hittin it 4 awhile Me: glad you like. I’m kinda nervous tho. You sound huge Him: it is huge. U gon walk funny 4 days Me: lol that’s what scares me Him: u hit me up, u must want a baby Me: that also scared me Him: u wastin my time? U saw my ad. I knock bitches like u up for fun. U never forget this Dick. Him: U want or no? I waited and debated. And in the end, I texted back. Me: yes. Him: addy? I typed in my address, parking and entry instructions. And I hit send. Him: coo. See you in 20. Have that ass deep cleaned My god. What the fuck did I just do? What was I thinking? And hell, I better fucking check my prep work to make sure I am fully cleaned out. The next 20 minutes went by in a blur. My ass was fully prepped. I prelubed the hell out of my hole and I cracked open some fresh poppers. Just as I was dimming lights and getting the porn on, my phone buzzed. He was at my building entrance— and I was freaking out. I buzzed him in anyway. There were 30 tense seconds, and then there was a knock at my door. And there I was, at the rubicon. Was I going to do this— like for real do this? I opened the door and invited him in. The Sperminator was tall. Really tall. Like pro basketball tall. Probably 6’8”? And he was black. And he was handsome. Scruffy beard. Short dreads with blonde tips. A visible neck tattoo peaking out the top of his shirt. Biggest feet I’ve ever seen on a human— the Nike’s were enormous. I locked the door and led him to the living room. He took off his jacket and sat down. I asked if he needed anything to drink. He asked if I had beer— I did. I got two and joined him in the couch. “You’re really nervous,” he said. “Well yeah. I’m honestly not sure why I answered the ad, and I’m second guessing everything.” “Something about it must have got your juices flowing. You must secretly want that ass knocked up,” he smirked. “I don’t think I do— at least I never thought about it that way. I mean, I get off on taking raw cock and cum, but never thought about it much beyond that,” I confided. “Then why am I here dude? You know what I do and you answered my ad.” He stood up to leave. “Cuz I’m a whore for big cock and I think I’ll go crazy if I don’t get fucked and bred tonight!” I stated. “Well, I got big cock,” he said, and he swished his hips back and forth. He was wearing grey sweats and what swung back and forth below the fabric looked positively monstrous. “He sniffin our that pussy and he getting excited,” he said. And his rising cock started pressing into the leg fabric. I set my beer down and got on my knees in front of him. “Can I see it?” I asked. He nodded and I reached up and slowly pulled down his sweatpants. I had to pull his sweats almost down to his knees before his cock sprang free. Yes, you read that right. His cock nearly stretched to his knee! When it popped free, I just sat back on my heels and marveled. It was simply fucking huge. “Told ya,” he said. “You like? That pussy quiverin?” “Hoh. Lee. Fuck.” I finally breathed. “It is easily the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Porn or real life”. For my own edification, I cupped his balls and laid his cock along my arm. It went past my goddamn elbow. And it was torpedo shaped. The middle of it was fat— fat like my forearm fat. I mean, the whole thing was fat, but the middle was ridiculous. And I don’t think he was even fully hard yet. “Now that he up, he ain’t satisfied til he breed a pussy,” he told me. “So I hope you’re ready.” I sucked the the tip and as much of him into my mouth. Bottomed out in my mouth, i wasn’t even 1/3 of the way down his dick. Just feeling his head flex in my mouth and feeling that massive, heavy member was making my own dick leak. I tried sucking him a bit longer before I gave up and pulled off him. “Since I can’t even begin to suck this thing, let’s hope my ass is ready for this cuntwrecker. My ass was definitely not ready. We went to my bedroom and got naked. He laid down on my bed. “Here, imma do you a favor and let you sit on it. Normally I just take the pussy, but tonight I’m feeling generous.” So I lubed him liberally, straddled him, positioned his head at my hole, and hit the poppers hard. I still could have stopped. Said no. Made him leave. But that massive cock was beckoning me. I needed to try it, if anything just to say I did it. I wanted the story. And I wanted to know what that much cock felt like inside my body. So without another thought (and with a good popper rush going) I started to sink down onto his dick. I did not make it far. I got hung up at that thick middle portion. My ass was feeling full and I wasn’t even halfway onto him. I slow bounced up and down to try to get that thick portion in, but no dice. I pulled off and relubed us both, took more poppers, and tried again. And again I got stuck halfway at the thick part. He must have been at least 7” in diameter there. Or more. My fingers never came close to touching around it. “I don’t know if I can get you in,” I panted. “Sure you can, that pussy good and deep,” he said. I felt his hands move to my hips and then he sharply thrust up into me while pulling down on my hips. I howled in pain. I’m sure my neighbors thought I was being murdered, and I guess technically speaking, I was. He just tore my sphincter in one thrust and I nearly blacked out. My vision fuzzed our to blackness and I saw stars. And the pain made me feel nauseous. “There you go, baby,” he said. “Told you I’d fit— and make you walk funny for days.” And the irony was he wasn’t even fully in yet. His thick part was, but there was probably still 3 or 4 more inches of him to go. Thankfully he stayed still while my ass did it’s best to adjust to his massive size. I gulped great quantities of air in order to relax. And I hit the poppers again. Slowly I up and downed onto his cock and I could feel his head at my second ring. And then popped through and was beyond my second ring— and still going. And that’s when my eyes rolled back in my head. I’d never felt anything like it before. The biggest cock I’d previous had was probably a true 8.5”. It was enough to smash into my second ring and hurt. And eventually with some maneuvering his head went in. But it was uncomfortable. This cock was closer to 13”. And was sublime. The pleasure created by his cock rearranging my intestines and slipping well into my second ring was mind blowing. It was making me forget the pain at my hole. I hit the poppers and started to ride him in earnest as I could NOT get enough of that feeling. I rode him and worked myself into a lather. I was sweating bullets from the effort of taking something so massive into my body. And my dick was rock hard and leaking Precum onto his belly. I was in heaven. Or so I thought. “Ok, that’s enough of a free ride. Time for me to deep dick this pussy right,” he informed me. He lifted up on my hips and I slowly extricated his cock from my ass. It felt like it took a minute to fully pull out of me. The tug outward on my ass as the thick part pulled out was intense as hell. And thankfully I had indeed prepped adequately. He commented on this and was impressed. He got me on all fours at the edge of the bed (thankfully my bed was tall) and he stood up behind me. I asked him to put a bit more lube on (he did) and I took a good snootful of poppers. He positioned himself at my hole and said, “Get ready- cuz we ain’t stoppin til I put a baby in you.” And then he shoved in. The pleasure pain of it was exquisite. The thick part still hurt like fuck going in, but not like before. And he buried himself in me in one stroke and ache as he went into my second ring took my breath away. I screwed the poppers to my nose and prepared for his onslaught. It was borderline brutal. Once he was in, he set up to pistoning my guts with shorter deep thrusts. Making my second ring jack his head and shaft. And then every so often he’d do a long, slow, pullout— pause— then shove back in hard until his pelvis slapped my ass. I moaned and grunted with every hard thrust. The short strokes made me keen in delight. At some point my body gave in to his cock and he sensed it. It was like my ass stopped fighting and finally relaxed. When that happened, it was like I was transported to a different dimension. The pleasure. The deep deep pleasure was transcendent. It was like my whole body was on the edge of a sneeze and vibrating. When we reached this point, he started pulling his cock all the way out of me and then slamming it back in to the hilt. Again and again and again. I think I was either moaning or saying “oh fuck” with every thrust. I honestly don’t recall exactly. My vision was red from the poppers and I was almost having an out of body experience. “You ready to get pregnant, bitch?” He asked? “Fuck yes!! Knock me up deep!” I cried. He buried himself deep and did a series of quick, short thrusts. And then he grabbed my hips hard (enough to leave finger shaped bruises) and did one final wickedly hard thrust that he kept buried as deep as he could. I felt his massive member throb deep inside me. Deeper inside me than any man had ever been. It throbbed again. And again. And again. Six seven eight times. Or more. We stayed welded together until he stopped spurting and his dick started softening. Part of me was glad the fuck was over. My ass needed a break from the pain aspect. But the full feeling in my ass was so nice I didn’t want him to pull out. But eventually he did, but not before telling me to tighten my hole and squeegee every drop of seed out of his cock. I collapsed onto the bed and into a huge wet spot. Apparently he’d fucked the cum out of me, but I was so out of it, I didn’t realize when I had cum. As he cleaned himself up in my bathroom he complimented me on my ass and my ability to take his cock. “Most guys cry,” he said matter of factly. As I walked him to the door he said, “Now you read my ad, right? 100% pregnancy guarantee. If you don’t get it this time, I’ll come back til you do. I got a rep to protect. You just let me know.” He had to come back two more times before my pregnancy test came back positive.

So I went to Berlin last weekend... I checked into my hotel around 8pm and instantly started getting my ass ready for my first evening in Berlin. I was going to the Biohazard party, a BB party for poz guys only, and by 10pm I was standing in a changing room, stripping down to my jockstrap and running shoes alongside a throng of other guys in various states of undress. I had met up with a Danish BB top outside the venue, so we started off with a beer in the bar. And then the fun began... At first I did that cruisy walking-around-waiting-to-be-grabbed thing, but after the first man had fucked me I just stayed on my hands and knees on the bench where he had fucked me and waited to see if another man would be tempted. Oh, boy... Yup, that strategy worked!!! In the beginning I guess I was a bit shy, sticking my ass in the air and hiding my face in my arms while men took turns in my hole, but as the evening wore on I grew into owning my sluttiness and brazenly looked around me as men were pounding my ass, making eye contact with on-lookers and inviting them to be next in line... The cocks were generally good. All shapes and sizes, but mainly average-to-large. Cock number 15 was quite average in size, but he kept changing angles as he fucked me, so he opened me up more than any of the previous cocks had done. At that point I was on hands and knees on a padded bench up against a wall with a huge mirror and lots of on-lookers. And then... Then came cock number 16! Damn... Ouch... He was thick, so I appreciated the work number 15 had done on my hole, but the worst/best was the length! It hurt every time he went deep - and he went deep with almost every thrust, making me cry out and pull faces every time he hit me hard inside... I guess I must have been quite a noisy bottom as he fucked me, because we drew quite a crowd... And thanks to the mirror on the wall right in front of me I could see them all - and they could see my face and my expressions of pain and ecstasy! They were actually cheering him on to fuck me harder and deeper, apparently turned on by a bottom getting fucked to the very limits of what he could take! (Except one very sweet guy who came up to me and wanted to check if I was okay... Awr... Filthy pigs can be caring! - And of course I was more than okay!) When he was done with me I really needed a break (I had also taken a break after cock number 7), but numbers 17 and 18 were waiting in line and it would just have been rude to turn them down... After number 18 I was beginning to get tired - and sore, but never mind; that was only to be expected! But I figured a break would enable me to take at least a few more cocks before throwing in the towel. So I took another 4 cocks and then decided on another break, but while I was sitting in the lounge this guy began fondling my cock through my jock strap. Sorry, but I couldn't care less about my cock in a setting like that, so I shifted a bit and leaned backwards enough that my hole was exposed, and then I removed his hand to my hole... He got the general idea and started fingering me a bit before pulling me up to a standing position, turning me around and bending me over. So he was number 23... He fucked me for a while, and then he invited his boyfriend to try my hole - number 24 - and they took turns fucking me right there in the lounge next to the food buffet! When they were done with me, though, I was done... It was getting very late and I was tired and had a wet, sore, fucked-out hole. I have no idea how many men came inside me, but it was quite a few, judging by the amount of cum I had leaked unto the hotel sheets when I woke up Saturday morning! ......................................................... So that was the Friday night... Well, I was also in Berlin on Saturday! I spent the day mooching about town and being cultural and so on - basically giving my still-sore hole a bit of a chance to recover from Friday night... Saturday afternoon I got myself ready once more and by 5:45pm I was at Fickstutenmarkt, getting naked along with the other mares / Stuten. Whereas getting changed on Friday had had that slightly sexy tinge of not knowing if I'd end up getting fucked by the guy changing next to me, on Saturday I knew I was getting changed with bottoms only. (At Fickstutenmarkt - "fuck-mare-market" - the bottoms arrive early and are completely naked, blindfolded and tied up when the stallions / tops arrive.) I made a tactical error, though. I should have tried to secure a place on one of the benches, but instead I wandered around and when the time came for the "stall-helpers" to blindfold us bottoms I was placed standing somewhere. (I really have no idea where I was!) This probably meant I didn't get as much cock as I could have had - and crucially it also meant I was standing up! Quite frankly, standing up for hours is not pleasant, and in time my feet and knees became sore way before my hole did. When you start thinking "actually, I'd rather like to just lie back in crisp, white hotel sheets" it's perhaps time to leave... So I only took 8 cocks at the Fickstutenmarkt, leaving at 9:45pm and being back at my hotel by 10pm... I'm pretty sure I could have taken a LOT more if I didn't have to stand up, but that's how it was. And 32 cocks within 24 hours is not too bad, I think. It's anybody's guess how many loads I actually took that weekend - probably a lot of the tops just fucked me for a while and then moved on to the next hole - but who cares. The mere feeling of being slutty enough to allow tops free access to my hole was SO satisfying... ............................................... The next time I go to Berlin I think I'll try out Fickstutenmarkt again - but make sure to arrive as early as possible and hog a place on one of the central benches! And I'll try to find a weekend where there's both a Fickstutenmarkt and a Biohazard party...

God I love new poppers! Now I just need a good sir

Josef laughed as he walked up to Louis and pushed a plug into his ass, saying “Let’s talk.” The two walked over to the rack and after some discussion, Louis had a black harness and the chaps he had worn in a bag. It was getting late and all of us left Josef to lock up his store. Louis headed back to the train and I wasn’t sure that his ride home was going to be any less adventurous as the last one. Wednesday I sent a message asking him if he wanted to meet over at Chaps and he replied that he was busy. I wondered if he was hooking up with the girl from the bar, but it didn’t matter. I ended up finding a college twink that kept calling me ‘daddy’. It kind of bugged me since I didn’t think I was that old, but he was a good cocksucker and great fuck. The weather looked good for the weekend, so on Thursday I sent off a message to see if Louis was up for a ride. Late in the evening I got a reply back “Sat-no,Sun-yes.” I figured that his life had gotten busy or maybe he had found someone for a more traditional relationship. I ended up working on Saturday anyway, so things kind of worked out. After work on Saturday I was sipping a beer on the couch and grabbed my phone and sent off a message - “Hey, I’m the guy from the park a few weeks ago. Going to be out ur way tomorrow if you want to meet up.” I figured it was a long shot but it didn’t hurt to ask. An hour later I got a message back “fuck yeah. when?” A few messages back and forth and things were set. I met up with Louis at our usual time and spot. We headed out to the more scenic areas and stopped for lunch. I could tell that Louis wanted to say something but he kept quiet most of the time while we ate our lunch. “Ryan, I’m kind of confused about something. Why do gay guys assume I’m a bottom?” Louis finally asked when no one was around. I was kind of surprised at the question since I didn’t think he was. Maybe it was because of the way I lured him into having sex with me that first time. “Well, Louis, you give off that vibe sometimes. Maybe its from you being too nice or not aggressive enough. Why do you ask? Is it about the fuck in the store last week?” I replied. “Yeah, that and a guy I hooked up with last week. I was looking forward to fucking him and the next thing I knew I was on my knees sucking him and then on my back with my legs over his shoulders. When I tried to flip him he told me to not even think about it and I was his bottom boy” Louis explained. “That sucks. Where did you meet him?” I asked. “He’s the guy that gave me his number on the train a week or two ago” replied Louis. “Ah, didn’t he finger you and taste the cum in your ass? His expectation was that you bottom from that, so unless you told him up front that you wanted to fuck him then all he was planning to do was fuck you. You need to talk first unless you don’t care whether you top or bottom” I said as some guy sat down at the next table. Louis blushed a bit hoping that the guy didn’t hear any of the conversation and said “Ok, thanks.” I looked at my phone and realized that we had better get going, so I picked up the stuff from the table and dumped it in the trash. It was a spirited ride to get out by the park but Louis was hanging close. I wished I had a camera looking at Louis’ face as we zipped past the park. I bet he was hoping I would turn in. Instead, I went past it and around the bend before slowing and turning down a dirt road. The blue bag was tied to the gate like I was told and I followed the road back slowly. As we got to the river, there was a pickup truck parked in a small clearing, so I pulled up and parked next to it. “Why are we stopping here?” asked Louis. Moments later, Ben walked out from behind the pickup wearing just a pair of cargo shorts and a huge smile.

Did not have a false reading on my positive test from Ora quick! Was confirmed poz by a blood test too

Fuck, I want that dick and all the seed it can deliver, deep up my pig hole! Repeatedly.

seems to me even if you decide one way or another b4 getting pozzed, that you will probably want to think the issue anew after you are poz. not suggesting any decision.

Not too far away I hope 😓 😒 🤬 🤬 🤬

Describes the benefits to a T!!!!!

Two things I love. First, in my experience, there’s no better setting for a top to fuck multiple guys. When I go, I love getting my cock into several different asses, often pulling out of one and getting directly into another one that’s right there, just waiting for me. And hopefully doing that over and over for a couple hours. Something about that just really gets me going, knowing that the cum and lube my dick was just surrounded by in one hole is now in another guy’s hole, and then another hole, and then a mouth, and then yet another hole, etc — until I finally squirt. I consider it a failed night if I don’t fuck at least four or five guys, lol! Second, dark rooms. They can be a bust if no one is there or guys are just standing around. But when they are crowded with guys all horned up and active, the sexual energy is amazing. You can barely see what’s going on, but are surrounded by guys inches away, all sucking, fucking, jerking, sweating, moaning, and cumming, like wild animals. The dark releases all inhibitions, and the cum just flows...

Reading most of these responses makes me think that I'm a true freak on here. No one "owns" me, and I have no desire to "own" anyone when I do top. Being fucked feels great. It is the top's responsibility to make me feel good. It is my responsibility to make the top feelgood. In no way do I feel it is a one way street, when fucking. If he is hurting me, he "WILL" stop. And, I don't want to hurt someone for my pleasure. I consider him to be nothing less than a selfish prick if he doesn't care about my wel being. I am a human, not a worthless animal for someone else's pleasure. If no one agrees with me, so be it.

Age, looks, size, weight don't matter to me. i can find something attractive about every man. I do draw the line if I have to hold your belly up to be able to give you a blow job,

I work in a warehouse with nothing but redneck males and the restroom is always disgusting they piss in the urinal spit in it jack off in it and there's one dude that works there hes mr hardass he occasionally gets tired of the smell in there and makes me (hes convinced im a fag but he keeps his mean comments between us) go clean the restroom recently I took it to a new level and quit using cleaner on the urinal everyday at the end of shift I go tongue clean the urinal without be told it drives me crazy now everytime I go in there the smell gets me rock hard instantly. We have truck drivers that come in and use that urinal thru the day and sometimes I score some fresh drivers piss its sooo hot I almost hope one of em catches me after work licking the urinal and holds my head in there while I beat off

So I've been watching some popper hypno vids about being a cock-worshipping cumslut and it's working. Went to the local ABS on Sunday (after church of course) and just took whatever came my way. The best was this 30-something rough trade bear. He comes in and I start sucking. Nice fat uncut dick. I stood and turned around offering my ass. He hesitated for a minute so I grabbed his fat bone, pointed it at my spit lubed hole and backed up on it. A few strokes and my hole opened. He moaned "Oh yea, that feels so good." He started pumping and I was hitting the poppers. He asked, "You want me to pull out to cum?" What a question! Of course not. He didn't get an answer before he moaned real loud and plugged me deep. He unloaded in my hole and I was the happiest pig in the world. I had always had a little reservation about taking a load from a stranger but no more. He left the booth and I got two more dicks. Oink oink. So much fun.

I used to have a fuck buddy who would stop by every Thursday night to come in and fuck me blindfolded. Our "pump n dump" agreement was three would be no conversation just verbal sexual talk, and that I'd be ass up, pre-lubed and ready for him every week. This went on for months until one Thursday I noticed that his "pattern" of walking into the room had changed, and I knew right away that either someone came in with him and he was trying to be quiet, or someone different altogether was there. It didn't take me long to confirm my suspicions when this new guy started to shove his monster cock up my ass, stretching me in ways I hadn't been stretched in a long time. Although I knew it was someone new, I didn't say anything and just let him pound the fuck out of my hole and seed me. I turned around and sucked him clean, admiring his monster cock and then he left. He left me wrecked and sore as fuck. The next week I could tell that it was my regular buddy who had stopped by to fuck me again and I didn't make any mention of what happened the previous week, knowing our agreed upon rules. After that week, I started to experience a slew of random different guys coming to fuck me in between visits from my regular buddy, including a few return visits from the guy with the monster dick, and each time I just went about my business, never saying anything to them or to my buddy when he returned in a subsequent week. This arrangement went on for a few years until my original buddy got a job transfer and he moved away. A few months later he texted me to tell me he missed our arrangement and then he finally asked me if I had noticed that he had sent other guys in his place at times, and I told him yes, I had noticed but kept it to myself. He told me the whole thing started when he was talking to one of his buddies about me (the one with the big dick) and telling his buddy what a willing hole I was and his friend suggested maybe they should swap, so they did. After they got away with it the first time, it became a game for them to find other friends of theirs to fuck me, knowing that I'd have no idea who these guys were but that they would know all of the guys who fucked me. The whole thought made me hard again and I told him that although I was puzzled at first, I had trusted him enough to know he'd never send anyone to put me in danger. They got off on knowing all their friends had fucked me as well. About six months later I was out at a club and I noticed a guy who kept looking my direction. I was sure I didn't know him and he really wasn't my "type" and since I was with friends who knew nothing about my slutty side, I didn't really engage him in any way. Later that night I went off to the bathroom and walked by him and noticed out of the corner of my eye that he had started to follow me into the bathroom. I was standing at the urinal taking a piss when he walked up behind me and said "you don't know me, but I'm that massive cock that used to destroy your hole on Thursday nights..." and at the same time I felt his hand go into my back pocket and feel my ass. I turned around but he had disappeared as quickly as he had appeared behind me. After I left the bathroom I kind of looked for him but didn't see him again. I went on with the night not thinking much of it but at the same time kind of curious to put the face with the dick. After I got home, I was getting undressed and emptying my pockets and I found a folded napkin in my back pocket with a phone number and a note that said "Let me pick up where you old buddy left off. If you're interested, call this number and say nothing more than 'Yes'". I called the number and it was his work number, so I did as instructed and simply said "Yes" and hung up. I wondered for the next day or two if and when I'd hear back from him but it was now Tuesday and I hadn't heard a word, so I thought maybe he was playing with me and figured maybe it wasn't meant to happen. Thursday came and suddenly it hit me like a brick. He said he wanted to pick up where my old buddy left off, so maybe he wanted to start filling the Thursday slot. I canceled my dinner plans and went home and got myself ready at the usual time like I used to do for my buddy. Our regular time came and went and it was now 45 minutes past our usual starting time. I had thought maybe he wasn't going to show but something told me to wait a little longer. About five minutes later I heard my front door open and I assumed my usual position. He walked into the bedroom and saw me there and said "That's a good slut, waiting patiently for his dick to arrive," and he quickly went to work on my ass. He did take over my other buddy's position, not just in fucking me but in also sending others he knew to fuck me as well. That continued for about another year and a half and then he had to move due to some family issues with his parents. I really enjoyed that time in my life and it gave me a great appreciation for anonymous fucks.

Part 34 - Tropical Heat Josh hugged and kissed Maddy and David as Bobby and he were about to leave for Barbados, Bobby was a real hit with the Davenport's so much so that he was treated as one of the family. Maddy had grown incredibly fond of Josh over the last few days and loved talking and shopping with him whilst Bobby and David would drum up business for their new company which was a real departure from the businesses David already had. On their last shopping trip the previous day it turned out to be unusual as Maddy was buying clothes for Josh rather than just window shopping, drinking coffee or having lunch. Josh protested but Maddy would have none of it explaining he needed some clothes for his trip as it would be hot. Josh gave up protesting and went with the flow, but much like Ben he couldn't see the point of buying expensive clothes and suggested they went to Target. Maddy had agreed and the limo looked out of place in the parking lot, they spent most of the half an hour in there laughing as Josh kept holding up dresses for Maddy to try on at one point Josh fell on the floor in hysterics after she told him the dress would make her look like a cheap prostitute. It caused a couple of the security guards to approach them in the aisle bringing Josh back to his senses and apologising for making so much noise. They both laughed their way out of the store in to the limo where she told the driver to take them to Rodeo. "Have a good trip guys and if you need anything you only have to call" David said as Bobby got in the limo. Maddy hugged Josh one last time "Going to take you proper shopping when you get back". Josh laughed "Oooh Walmart" he joked getting in to the limo. Maddy went to close the door "Over my dead body Josh". David and Maddy waved them off as the limo pulled away and down the drive "Take him shopping?" David asked her. Maddy laughed "Yes, I like Josh a lot and he is better to go out with than the housewives of Beverly Hills". David shook his head "I know what a shopping trip means, maybe Bobby and I will come with you" he said kissing her. "Sounds like a good idea" Maddy replied pinching his ass. The engines throttled in to reverse thrust slowing the aircraft down on the runway at Barbados airport finally turning off and heading along the taxi way to the terminal building. Josh was excited but could only see the lights marking the route, the blast of the warm tropical air filled the cabin as the doors opened. Once through the building they were met by the Salinger limo driver and were on their way Josh turned his phone on and saw a text come through from Mark opening it he read it aloud to Bobby 'You are staying with us as we have a 2 bed suite, have arranged it with the hotel managers, can't wait to see you both'. Bobby smiled watching Josh and leaned back in the seat taking Josh's hand in his, all the excitement and travelling had done Josh in and he quickly dozed off resting his head against Bobby's shoulder. The limo pulled up to the Orchid Wind entrance where Mark and Ben stood with Daniel waiting for their arrival. Bobby ran over to say hello to Mark and Ben hugging and kissing before going to back to get Josh out of the limo. "He fell asleep to much excitement and I think your mother wore him out" Bobby looked back laughing. Mark looked at Ben "My mother?" Mark asked looking surprised. Bobby pulled Josh out "Yeah she's been taking him shopping and lunching every day since you left". Mark chuckled "She has found a new friend then". Josh sleepily walked over "Hi" he said hugging and kissing them both. Ben was giggling "Wake up Josh, this is Daniel..." he started saying. Josh hugged and kissed Daniel before realising "Oh sorry I didn't mean... wow your sexy!" he blurted out "Josh how inappropriate" Ben said chastising him whilst Bobby and Mark laughed behind them. Daniel smiled "How cute you are Josh" he said winking at him. Daniel looked at Bobby "And Bobby nice to meet you" he said with a disarming smile. Daniel was quite taken back by Bobby and his dazzling looks, he contained himself enough to escort them through to the suite and handing them their keys. Josh was dozing on the terrace sofa whilst Mark, Ben and Bobby sat chatting, finally rested enough Josh was feeling hot in the warm air and stripped off then jumped in to the pool to cool down. Ben stripped off the clothes he had on which wasn't much and jumped in after Josh. "Feeling better now?" he said wading towards him. Josh nodded "The journey was tiring and I think all the shopping I did with Maddy knackered me out" he said smiling. Ben put his arms around Josh and kissed him "How are things, you know?" he asked quietly. Josh held on to Ben "Really good, I mean what is there not to like he is sex on legs" he giggled. Mark stood up and went inside and returned with Daniel who had knocked on the door "Not intruding am I?" he asked. "Not at all" Mark replied laughing seeing the look on Daniel's face at Ben and Josh in the pool kissing. Daniel looked at Mark "Is this normal?" he asked sounding alarmed. Bobby laughed putting his arm around Mark "Shocked me at first but it is just how they are". "But kissing like that, don't you get worried?" Daniel asked looking at them both. Mark shook his head "No, we are all very close and secure with each other" he said. Daniel looked back at the pool "So... I mean do you all have sex?" he asked looking a little embarrassed. "No, oral sex is okay but intimate sex only with your partner" Mark said patting Daniel's shoulder. "Oh right, I have just never seen anything like this, apart from an orgy" Daniel laughed nervously. Mark smiled "Danny you need to make sure you draw a line with them so they know not to cross it" he said making sure Daniel understood. Daniel nodded "I see" he replied looking at his phone which pinged signifying a message. "Sorry I need to leave as Steve and Callum have arrived" Daniel said excusing himself but turning back to take one last look at Josh and Ben. "Where are you going Danny?" Ben called from the pool still wrapped around Josh. Daniel turned "Our friends have arrived" he replied. "You coming back?" Ben asked letting go of Josh and wandering over to the side of the pool. Daniel smiled "I will see" he turned to Bobby and Mark "I will send you some coffee and sandwiches". "Thanks Daniel" Bobby said walking over to the pool. Mark walked Daniel to the door "So I guess your friends are not like this?". Daniel shook his head "No, there was a lot of flirting when I first met them" he replied. Mark smiled "Just like Ben and you when you first met" he suggested chuckling. Daniel threw his head back laughing hard "Was it that obvious, I just don't know what came over me". Steve and Callum were tired as there flight had been delayed by 4 hours due to snowfall at the airport they had a quick catch up before retiring to bed in the second bedroom of Daniel and Jordan's suite. Jordan went off to get the sandwiches whilst Daniel went back to next door. Ethan laid in Angelo's arms on the sofa cuddling up and laughing at Angelo's conversation with Tony on the phone, all he could get from it was if Tony could get the 4 days off work over new year and Angelo telling Tony that it was settled and not to argue any more. Angelo made a call to Maddy and was excited to tell her that it was all sorted their end but he had to have the meeting with Raffa in the morning before they could leave. Ethan stroked the supple muscles in Angelo's arm whilst his hand caressed Ethan's chest as he ended the phone call, Ethan looked up at him who smiled and kissed him. "You need to pack we are going away for 3 days tomorrow for new year" He said pushing Ethan forward. Ethan stood up "Where are we going?" he asked as Angelo stood and picked him up hugging him. "To see Mark and Ben but it is a surprise, Adam and Tony are coming as well as Mark's parents" He said. Ethan kissed Angelo several times "Barbados eh". Ethan turned and sat on his lap facing him as his hands traced up and down Angelo's arms, slipping up the t-shirt and feeling those firm pecs and also a definite firming under his ass. Angelo rested his head back smiling as Ethan leaned forward tenderly he kissed Angelo's neck and worked his way around and under his chin nibbling as he moved up until his mouth was greeted by Angelo's. Ethan was partly reminded that this was reminiscent to how they started where Angelo was in charge and lead him to his first gay experience. But this time Ethan was determined to take control and set the pace but he couldn't resist and his ass was already grinding down hard on Angelo's now rock hard cock, he felt those muscled arms circling around his torso as they hands made their into his underwear and cupped hit ass cheeks, using the movement in his wrists to force Ethan's underwear further down exposing his ass. Ethan sank his tongue into Angelo's mouth his hands resting on top of Angelo's head as he kissed him continuously, the hands cupping his ass began to pull his cheeks apart. Ethan kissed him harder then lifted his head up as he wanted to control their love making but he was loosing self control and just wanted to feel the full force of Angelo, it had been a while since they had hard dominate sex when Angelo liked to show Ethan his place as he was owned and belonged to him. Angelo pushed Ethan off his lap as he stood up and turned Ethan over so he was kneeling on the edge with his head over the back of the sofa. Ethan had no time to react as he felt the pain as Angelo bit his ass playfully sliding his underwear down so his ass was now exposed as the hands wondered around his cheeks. Angelo bent over and nipped the other cheek as Ethan moaned and laughed, suddenly he let out a loud gasp and cry of delight as Angelo's tongue trailed up across his hole followed, again he felt the warmth from Angelo's tongue lick deeper across his hole. Ethan began begging for Angelo to own him 'God Angelo take me I need you to take me' he rasped in a deep erotic voice as Angelo dived in deeper with his tongue sending quivers down Ethan's legs. Ethan felt another deep forceful lick up across his hole which continued along his lower back moving up towards his shoulders. Ethan threw his head forward and moaned loudly his ass parted seamlessly as Angelo's cock opened him up and he slipped a couple of inches in before he stood up right grabbing Ethan's hips tight he made small thrusting gestures 'fuck me Angelo please' Ethan cried from behind the sofa, it was all Angelo wanted to hear as he gripped hold harder on to Ethan and plunged the rest of his shaft hard and deep in to his property. Natural instinct took over as Ethan tried to pull away and arch his back but the hands held on tight keeping him in place as Angelo began to fuck harder and harder. Angelo knew Ethan's limits and held back from releasing the true brutality that he could, instead he kept his cock deep inside but at the same time he jack hammered Ethan hard. Ethan powerless to escape was pounding his hands on the back of the sofa and whipping his head from side to side 'who owns you' Angelo called then slapping Ethan's ass as he continued fucking him 'You do, aahhh, Angelo owns me I belong to you' Ethan turned his head to look at Angelo smiling at him but concentrating on the job in hand 'dam right I own you'. His ass was beginning to feel sore this was not far off the abuse he got the night he pushed Angelo away, but he loved Angelo and loved the feeling of being his. Angelo gave a pre orgasm moan from deep in his chest indicating that his seed was on the move, Ethan was pushing his ass back wanting more of Angelo 'yeah what does my boy want' Angelo asked slapping Ethan's ass slightly harder this time, 'breeding, I need your seed, show me you own me' he managed to get the words out as Angelo's thrusting had sped up and was now rapidly fucking Ethan and his cock was swelling getting ready to fire. Angelo collapsed forward on to Ethan his arms wrapping around Ethan holding him purposefully deep on to his cock as his hip jabbed forward hard locking his cock deep inside Ethan 'fuck yeah baby' he kissed Ethan's neck through his own body shuddering as began releasing his seed in to his lover. Ethan moaned and yelped several times feeling the cock pushing it's way deeper inside his body. Angelo panted heavily and his hips continued thrusting up and grinding against Ethan's ass, his arms still locked tightly around Ethan holding him close 'dirty slut' Angelo said as felt the splatting of Ethan's orgasm coating his arms. His orgasm was so strong his ass kept backing up on to Angelo's cock 'oh my god ahhh, ahhh' he moaned continuously as if he was never going to come down from sexual pleasure. Angelo held on to him until he felt Ethan's body relaxing 'wow Ethan that was awesome' Angelo said kissing his neck, Ethan turned his head and kissed Angelo 'you don't need to tell me' he laughed. Angelo pulled Ethan on top of him as ha laid on the sofa with Ethan still firmly in his arms and on his cock. "Eldred will be here shortly" Daniel said sitting down with Mark and Bobby. "Oh my god I don't believe it" Bobby said turning his head seeing Jordan behind Eldred carrying sandwiches. Daniel turned and smiled "That is my partner Jordan". "Holy crap Daniel" Bobby said looking at him "That is Jordan Levine". Daniel nodded "Ah you know him from his acting days?" he asked. Bobby nodded "Well I interviewed him over a year ago and err...". Jordan placed the sandwiches down "Here you go... Oh, you look familiar" he said looking at Bobby. "Yes I interviewed you for Out magazine about 18 months ago" Bobby said jogging Jordan's memory. Jordan sat down "Oh yes, it was more than interviewed" he said smiling "I nearly left my boyfriend afterwards". Bobby looked a little embarrassed "I guess your not with him anymore?" he asked. Jordan nodded "He died at Thanksgiving" he was looking at Bobby intently "Bel Air Hilton" he said. Bobby nodded "Yes, but I am sorry I didn't know he had passed away" Bobby replied looking shocked. "It was a car accident" Daniel said holding Jordan's hand. Bobby was quick enough to put the pieces together and looked at Daniel "Oh Santa Monica?" Jordan nodded "Yes that one" he said confirming Bobby's suspicion. "You did say off the record that he was slightly unhinged and dangerous" Bobby said looking at Jordan. Daniel shook his head "Unhinged is not a word I would have associated him with" he replied. Daniel and Mark were looking at them both "So what went on here?" Daniel asked. Jordan looked at Daniel "We ended up in bed together but it was long before we met" he said hoping Daniel would not take it the wrong way. Daniel laughed "Good isn't he" he said looking at Bobby. Unsure what to say he nodded "Oh yes, but I don't think we even made it to the bed" Bobby replied. Jordan laughed "Well I had to make sure I got a good write up". "And did you?" Mark asked chuckling "I mean get a good write up as well as good sex?". "He got a glowing write up" Bobby said remembering fondly the sex they had. Daniel giggled "So are you dating Josh?" he looked towards the pool and Josh. Bobby smiled "Getting there, I like him so much but he is a bit cautious and a loose cannon sometimes". Mark laughed "Josh is definitely a wild child" he said watching as the boys got out of the pool. Josh leaned over Bobby and kissed him deeply "I'm hungry" he said. Ben grabbed Daniels arms pulling him out of his chair "Come on pretty boy lets get you all nice and wet". Daniel was laughing but soon stopped as Ben pulled down Daniel's shorts "What are you doing that is so undignified?". "Stop being a wuss" Ben said getting Daniel naked he looked down and nodded "British wrapped sausage" he laughed. Daniel pushed Ben into the pool "Don't call me British sausage or pretty boy" he called before jumping in the pool giving chase to Ben. Jordan watched laughing "God he is so British" he said as Josh ran past and jumped in the pool as well. "We did warn Danny to draw a line with them otherwise they will end up kissing him" Mark said looking cautiously at Jordan. Jordan laughed "As long as I know about it it's not a problem, but Danny may not take to kindly to it". Bobby chuckled "Well Josh has already kissed him by accident as he was a bit sleepy when he arrived. "Hmm I know, Danny told me he was a bit of hussy kissing him. But I think he quite likes Josh and Ben" he said nodding in their direction. Mark stood and stripped off "Be honest and tell us if things get a little weird Jordan, coming in". Bobby stripped and jumped in the pool behind Mark whilst Jordan called Eldred and asked him to bring some champagne and six glasses, he then stripped and jumped in the pool. Ben clambered over to Jordan pushing himself up against his muscled body and going all giddy 'Just as good as Angelo' he announced swimming away leaving Jordan looking perplexed at his comment. Josh came over and inspected Jordan as well laughing and splashing him as Jordan gave chase but Josh hid behind Bobby for protection but Jordan's eye was caught by Bobby's tattoo. "I don't remember you having a tattoo there" Jordan looked down at the scorpion. Bobby winked "A little gift from our night" he said making a grab for Josh behind him. "Was it me?" Jordan remembered that they had indeed had bareback sex about five times that night. Bobby faced him "Can't say definitely but think so" he said smiling at him. Jordan's expression changed "Your not mad at me then?". Bobby laughed "Not at all Jordan, thanks to you I have the best sex ever now". Daniel came over "Why you looking so serious Jordy?" he asked. "He just found out he may have been the one who converted me" Bobby said looking at Daniel. Daniel smiled "Must have been good sex then" running his hand down Bobby's chest "Beautiful" he said. "Danny!" Jordan said shaking his head "now who is the hussy?" he said as Daniel kissed him. Jordan got hold of Josh and pulled him around in front of him holding him tight in his arms "This one is so cute" he laughed. Jordan was enjoying seeing Daniel relax and be a little more free within himself, no doubt it was the effect of this group of extraordinary group of guys who were lovers and friends. The way Daniel was interacting with them reminded him of Steve and Callum when he first met Daniel properly, he was in no doubt this was going to end up as a group of long term friends. Bobby came over to Jordan who put his arm around Bobby's shoulder. "So are you and Josh having bareback sex" Jordan asked him quietly. Bobby nodded "Yes he is aware of my status but he insisted on bareback sex and well I couldn't resist". Mark swam over "You look like your having a serious conversation" he joked. Mark nodded listening to them "Awkward" he laughed "I am as well" he said to Jordan. "And Ben?" Jordan asked looking over at him. Mark glanced at him "No, he seems to be dodging the bullet despite how much sex we have, and no, he won't go on PREP". Jordan smiled "Danny is neg and he takes PREP". If anything it made Jordan feel a little more at ease with Mark and Bobby now they all knew about each other and strangely brought them closer together. It wasn't long before they were all drinking champagne and chilling out like a family on holiday, Josh and Ben had taken a big shine to Jordan whilst Daniel sat between Mark and Bobby quite happy in himself that in private he could be the real Daniel he wanted to be. Jordan was laughing hard as Ben kept spilling champagne down Jordan's chest and licking it off as Daniel was taking pictures and videos of their antics. The evening sped by and it wasn't long before Daniel and Jordan excused themselves as they had work in the morning. Ben informed Josh he would be getting him up early to swim in the sea. The morning was breaking and the last of the stars were fading in the clear sky, Steve stood on the terrace partly naked as Callum came out to join him and handed him his swimming trunks and beach towel 'Come on I can't wait to get on the beach' he said to Steve caressing his ass. They both walked down to the deserted beach dropped their towels waded in to the water and began gently swimming around occasionally stopping to have a kiss before continuing. Ben shook Josh awake who was feeling tired and didn't want to get up but Ben was showing no sign of letting up, he clambered out of the bed and rummaged through his suitcase to find the trunks Maddy had brought him. Bobby turned over and mumbled he would come down in an hour and join them before falling back to sleep. They headed out and Josh remarked on how weird it was with no one else around as they crossed the pool terrace and down on to the beach. Josh stood there taking in how serene it looked with just the gentle washing sound of the small waves brushing the shoreline, he put his arm around Ben commenting on how perfect everything seemed and it was such a far cry from the beaches they were use to seeing up state. Ben could make out the two figures swimming side by side and occasionally stopping to chat and wade around, he didn't recognise either of them but he could tell they were quite young. Josh stood in the water sounding like he was going to orgasm feeling the warm Caribbean sea lapping at his legs, Ben splashed his way in throwing water over Josh who laughed loudly and began splashing Ben back. They were so preoccupied in fun with each other they didn't notice Callum and Steve swimming towards them. Steve called out to them 'Are you going to stand there all day or come in, the water is lovely'. Ben and Josh were quietly stunned by how good looking they both were together "In our own time" Josh said giggling. Ben looked at Josh "I wonder if they are the friends of Danny?" he said splashing water back at Josh. "I think they could be they are British and definitely a couple" Josh replied watching them swimming "the younger one is worth doing". Ben waded in further "Josh you have a man, come on" he said to Josh who followed him. It didn't take long for Callum to pick on Josh as they played around in the water splashing and swimming mocking each others accents and laughing. Ben on the other hand was gently swimming around talking with Steve and finding out that they were the relief managers of the hotel for Daniel and Jordan as well as being close friends with them. Callum spotted two young men on the beach "Hello, is this place full of gay men?". Josh turned to look and laughed "The one of the left is Ben's husband Mark". "And the one on the right?" Callum asked swimming closer to Josh. Josh smiled and winked at Josh "That is Bobby and he is mine". It was the first time Josh had actually referred to Bobby as being his and it sent a fuzzy feeling through his body, he had to stop himself and wondered if he actually was falling in love with him but. His through abruptly interrupted by Callum splashing him again then swimming off laughing so Josh gave chase. Mark and Bobby swam out and met Steve and Callum chatting for a few moments before Josh pulled Bobby away, his legs wrapped around Bobby's body and arms around his neck. He felt Bobby's erection in his swimming trunks and smiled before kissing him 'I am falling for you Bobby' he said quietly to him, Bobby looked him in the eye and smiled and kissed him back. Daniel crossed the beach with Cael carrying some sun beds and spotting the six of them in the sea he shouted out 'I see you have all met' he laughed and carried on as Nicky and the kids appeared and spotted Callum and Steve, they ran in to the water screaming with happiness at seeing them there. Josh and Ben were coerced in to joining in whilst Mark and Bobby swam around chatting with Nicky in the shallow waters as Daniel brought juices down for everyone. Jack knocked on the door and opened it calling out to Angelo and Ethan who called out that they were in the kitchen. Angelo and Jack had a long discussion over options for the company if he decided to sell all or part of it, Ethan didn't sound to happy as he knew how much it meant to Angelo, but on the other hand it could open up new opportunities. By 9am they set off to Westchester where they were to meet Raffa and his legal team. Jack put his hand on Angelo's shoulder and told him that if he wanted to back away he only had to say, Angelo maintained that in any event the only thing that mattered was the safeguarding of his employees. The one thing Jack couldn't comprehend was that Angelo didn't really give much thought or grasp at the value of his company, all that mattered was that it turned a tidy profit. Jack had gone through the books and valued the company, he also had an initial conversation with Raffa's legal team who verified the state of the business and valuation. They parked up and grabbed a coffee before heading in to the office and the meeting room. Jack looked at Angelo "Do you know how much your company is valued at Angelo?" he asked shuffling papers. Angelo sat down next to Ethan "No, it makes money so I have never really looked in to it" he replied. Jack shook his head smiling "If you sell what do you plan to do?". Angelo shrugged his shoulders "Spend some time in LA, I know Ethan misses Ben already". Jack sat down and looked at them both "Ellie thinks you will move to LA" he said looking for a response. "I loved it out there dad I can't deny it, but moving there... I don't know" Ethan said looking at Angelo. "Hey, if the opportunity is there and it is what you both want take it" Jack said sincerely as his phone rang. Jack stood up and went to get Raffa and his team, Jordan anticipated that things would go back to their very first meeting and all official like but Raffa came in and gave Jordan a hand shake and hug as he always did now when meeting him. They got down to business right away and Raffa began spelling out what his vision was before laying his cards on the table, the one thing Angelo knew from the off was that he didn't see his future without the company he built, he also didn't want to be in a position where he had nothing to do after all it that is what was driving him apart from Ethan. Angelo sat there looking at the three offers with Ethan as Jack chatted with Raffa, he was a little shocked and still found it hard to comprehend some of the figures being bantered about. Ethan could understand enough to see that Raffa wanted Angelo to stay on no matter which offer was taken, he looked at Angelo and suggested they take a little walk and discuss things. Raffa sat anxiously sipping his coffee and watching Angelo and Ethan outside sitting on the bench talking, Jack came over and asked Raffa which was his preferred offer. Raffa didn't hesitate and said he wanted the partnership deal more than anything, Jack smiled telling him that offer 3 made sense and came at just the right time but ultimately it would be down to family ties to the area. Jack and Raffa had deliberately kept the numbers out of the documents for now until Angelo had made a decision. Angelo sat back on the bench "I know which offer I like but what one do you think?" he asked Ethan. "It's not my company Angelo" he said looking at him "It has to be a decision that is right for you". Angelo shook his head "No Ethan, you are my life and you have as much say in this" he reiterated several times to Ethan. Ethan looked around feeling the biting wind "That one" he pointed to the option. Angelo smiled "That was a definite decision" he said looking again at the paragraph "That's the one I chose". Ethan gulped "It's a big decision Angelo, there will be some unhappy people" he said shivering as another gust of wind went through him. Angelo looked at him "That's it I see how much you hate the cold" he laughed standing up. Ethan stood up "Okay let's see what the offer is in real terms". They walked back in to the meeting room "I think were ready to talk figures" Angelo said sitting down. "Come on Angelo tell me which one you prefer" Raffa said leaning forward over the table. Angelo pointed "Offer 3, partnership" he looked up at Raffa who was beaming. "Are you sure about that?" Raffa asked waiting for confirmation. "Yes" Angelo nodded "Once we see the figures for a 50/50 ownership" he said relaying what Ethan had said earlier. Raffa held out his hand as his legal assistant who handed him the full offer and Raffa began going through the current business state and confirming the open book valuation at $70 million with employee salary and position protection. Angelo sat there stunned looking at Raffa. "Did I hear you correctly?" Angelo finally asked unsure if he heard right. Raffa sat back in his chair "Yes, 50/50 partnership so $35 million to buy half of the company". Ethan sat with his mouth open " Ethan back in the room" Jack said snapping his fingers and laughing "Sorry about my son". "Oh sorry, $35 million..." Ethan trailed off and looked at Angelo, Raffa panicked thinking that maybe it was undervalued. "Let's say $40 million the additional is to help you relocate and set up home" Raffa offered hoping it was enough. Angelo sat there watching as Raffa changed the copy to read $40 million, he looked at Jack who nodded but he was still bewildered and looked at Ethan who was smiling. "Well?" he asked Ethan looking for confirmation "What do you think?". Ethan took his hand "It makes no difference to me Angelo, if it feels right then you should but only if it is what you want". "What about moving to LA?" Angelo asked "I will only do it if you agree to the move" he looked between Jack and Ethan. Ethan looked at his father who smiled and nodded "I will always be with you Angelo". "I understand it is a big thing asking you to move to the west coast to set up the company there as well" Raffa said "What can I do to make it happen?". "Up it by $2 million, half to my family and half to Ethan's family" Angelo said and stopped Jack from protesting. Raffa changed it to $42 million "Angelo anything for you, you must understand how much I admire you setting up this business". Angelo stood and held out his hand to Raffa "Ethan is happy so am I, we have a deal Raffa". Ethan had to drag Angelo out as Jack was taking them to the airport where they would meet up with Tony and Adam, paranoid Ethan kept checking to make sure they had all their documents, he was excited and doubly so now whilst Angelo was still in a little shock as he left the building realising they had become millionaires. Angelo suddenly stopped "Oh but what about Adam and Tony, we can't just leave them" he had a concerned look. "You have a new office to set up so surely you can find them a job" Jack suggested stopping the car. Ethan got out "Well we have a few hours on the flight to persuade them" reaching in to grab his bag. Angelo opened the trunk to get their cases out "Yes but not pressure on them they have to decide". Jack came over to the curb side "Remember you have seven days if you change your mind". Angelo stood there looking at Jack "What do you really think Jack?" he asked him. "It's a very good deal Angelo and has made you very wealthy but you didn't need to do what did for us" he said putting his hand on his shoulder. Angelo smiled "It has made Ethan and I wealthy" he corrected him "but it also means moving to LA and I want to be sure you can visit". Jack put his arm around Ethan "We will miss you but you have your own futures to write". Angelo and Ethan said good bye to Jack and headed in to the terminal building and met up with Adam and Tony heading to the lounge. They broke the news to them straight away and Angelo offered them both jobs in LA which fell on an awkward silence, Adam knew Tony was very much in love with Larchmont and the lives they were building, Adam was also happy and didn't think that LA would be the right move just yet. Tony turned to Adam and seeing the look on his face he already knew what Adam was thinking. "It is a great offer Angelo but I am not sure we want to move" Tony responded first "Adam?". Adam shook his head "I like NY to much, please don't be offended or upset" he said seeing Ethan looking sad. "We understand guys and we just didn't want to leave you out" Angelo said leaning forward. Ethan nodded "You both done so much for me, it will be sad not having you around but I respect your decision". "We will see a lot of each other try and keep us away" Tony said holding Ethan's hand. The airline agent informed the guys their flight was boarding and they headed down to the gate.

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Part 6 Just after I had just deposited my third load of cum inside Bruce I collapsed on top of him as I tried to catch my breath. As we both lay there on my bed I looked into the camera I had hidden in my bedroom knowing Steven was watching as smiled. The next part of Bruce’s corruption was about to be put into motion. Almost on cue my phone rang. I knew it would be Steven and one exactly what to say to her this chic to the next step. As I continued to feed Bruce smoke from my pipe I answered, “Hi mom…………..I’m sorry to hear you’re not feeling well………..ok…………I may not be here when you get home……………..bye.” I looked at Bruce just as he was taking his 6th hit from the pipe and said, Mom will be home in about 20 minutes, she’s got a migraine. If you want to keep the party going I have a friend that is always open to having guys over.” Bruce blew out a huge cloud with an enthusiastic “Yes, let’s go.” We grabbed our clothes from by the pool and I drove us let to Steven's condo. Not much was said as we drove over to Steven's except Bruce telling me “That's only the third time I've bottomed but it's the first time it didn’t hurt like hell.” I knew it was risky, but I told Bruce, “Keep hitting that pipe bro, you’ll need that for my friend Steven.” We arrived at Steven's building, went up to his floor and, like the first time I came here, the for was unlocked. Like that first I met him he was sitting on the couch naked with his hard cock pointing up. Bruce’s eyes were transfixed on Steven's massive cock leaving me to think if he was wondering how it was going to for inside him or was he thinking that he couldn’t wait to get that massive cock inside his hungry hole. Steven held up a full rig and told Bruce, “Not to worry my new pig, this will help you discover your hidden talents. Now strip and get ready to go into the stratosphere.” Bruce was so high from the smoking he did on the drive over to Steven's to understand everything Steven had said to him when he quickly removed he board shorts and t-shirt. I’m pretty sir Bruce was clueless as Steven tied off his arm and quickly administer three entire slam. As Steven pushed the plunger I could tell that the slam was very thick meaning that it was very concentrated. When he released the tourniquet I Bruce was going to be seriously fucking high. He coughed so hard Steven had no problem getting him to sit his ass down on to his cock. Steven began fucking Bruce while he was still coughing and trying too figure out what was going on as he was experiencing his first rush. I could tell when Steven delivered his first load as he picked up the second point on the table next to him. I noticed a third prepared point which Steven indicated I should use letting me know me has friends over. I picked up the point and slammed myself just as a few guys joined us in the living room. As I coughed out I noticed that Steven had Bruce on all fours so that he could suck cock while getting fucked. I knew what was expected as I took a cock down my throat while another guy rimmed my ass.

Part 3 I had hot dreams about Matty that night. Nasty dreams. I dreamed he took on all his teammates in the locker room. Jock after jock filling his pussy with so much cum it ran down his legs like a river. I dreamed he was in San Diego when the fleet came in, and I pimped him out to horny sailors who roughly fucked him in a sleazy motel. I dreamed he was worshipping his daddy's hard cock, licking it up and down, slathering it with his spit. And when I opened my eyes, I smiled because it wasn't a dream. There was my beautiful boy, between my legs, licking up and down my hard morning wood. I touseled his hair and he looked at me with those big eyes and smiled. Without a word, he reached behind him, and with a small grunt pulled the plug out of his ass. Then he straddled my hips, and slid down on my cock, letting out a little sigh as his asslips ground against my pubes. I grabbed my camera, and snapped a few pics of my boy sitting on my cock. Then I started taking a video. "Tell me what you are son." I whispered. "Tell Daddy what you want." Matty looked right into the camera and smiled as he road his perfectly muscled ass up and down my pole. He licked his red lips, and ran his hands over his chest, pinching his pert little pink nipples as he whispered seductively. "I'm a slut. I'm a cumdump. I need cock in me. Any cock. I need to be used like a whore. I need to be filled with cum. I need men to breed me, use me, fill me with their seed." Matty continued to talk dirty for me as he pinched his nipples harder, obviously turned on by my filming him. He worked my cock with his talented hole as a glistening line of precum leaked out of his own hard cock. And before I knew it, I was pumping a fresh load of sperm up into my baby boys warm hole. He just groaned as he felt my cock flexing in his guts. He started to reach for his cock, but I slapped his hands away. "Never touch your cock without daddy's permission." I repremanded him. "No more masturbating. You will only cum from now on when daddy says you can." "Yes Sir." He moaned in response. Then I pulled him onto my hairy chest. I held him tight against me as I started kissing him. Our tongues rubbed against each other as I began to piss, filling his guts with my morning stream. He moaned deeply as he felt my hot piss deep inside him and feverishly sucked on my tongue. I rolled him over as I grabbed the butt plug, and plugged his leaking hole after I slipped my cock out. I grabbed his hard cock and pulled the foreskin back, exposing his bright pink head. It shone with precum, which I quickly licked off. Then I put my lips around it, and sank down to the base, deep throating my son in one stroke. Matty moaned as my own talented throat worked on his stiff member. I slid up and down his cock and had him squirting in my mouth in no time. He filled it up with a big load, like a young stud should. When I had milked the last bit out, I kissed him again, and we shared his tasty cum. When we finished, I slapped him on the ass and said, "you better go empty yourself. And try not to get that hot ass fucked before you get back." He just laughed as he put on his shorts and sandles and ran out the door. I grabbed my phone and sent the video I had just made to my buddy Brian with the message, "we got a new toy!" It didn't take long for him to respond with, "WTF? No way! Unfucking believable! You lucky son of a bitch!" "Oh we both are lucky my friend," I texted back, "can't wait to share my slut with you!" He sent back a bunch of smiley faces. It was difficult for me to cook breakfast as I watched Matty through the window. He had just returned from a morning run and was doing his morning workout with free weights. Watching his young muscles flex got my cock flexing again. I couldn't believe I was horny again this quick, but my son was magical. As he did squats and lunges, the fabric of his shorts molded to his round ass muscles, perfectly displaying his rock hard globes. I had for forbidden him to wear a jock or underwear. I wondered how it felt for him with the plug up his ass while he worked out. The outline of his semi hard cock through the thin fabric told me the slut enjoyed it. We sat at the table outside as we ate our breakfast, enjoying the fresh mountain morning. Then I had to know how Matty had hooked up with the guy last night. "It's actually pretty easy dad." He said. "I can tell when a guy wants me. There's a certain look they get in their eyes. It's like a predator laying eyes on his prey. Then I give a little show. Flex a bit, stick my ass out a bit, run my hands down my abs. If they're still looking, bingo! Then all I have to do it approach them. It's easier than you think." It figures that my cockhound of a son would have a built in cock sonar, what a whore. "And you know what?" He continued leaning forward, looking me dead in the eyes, "he wasn't the only guy to fuck me since we got here. The day before yesterday, remember when we were fishing, and there was that guy near us, kinda heavy set? I knew he was checking me out. After you left, I stayed behind, then I walked over to him and said, "I know you want to fuck me, follow me." And I headed into the bushes. I knew he'd follow. Men can't resist an easy fuck as hot as me. Then I dropped my shorts and bent over a log and waited. It didn't take long before he was behind me. He just stuck it in and pounded me fast and shot quickly. Then I just pulled up my shorts, said thanks, and walked away." My cock ached as Matty told me this. His pure sluttyness made me want to bend him over the table and fuck him right now. But then I noticed him looking past me. "See that guy walking over there? He's the guy who fucked me last night." I turned and saw a nice looking man, tall, thin, probably about 35, walking down a gravel path. I jumped up and went over too him. "How's it going buddy?" I asked, casually putting my arm around his shoulder. He mumbled a response back, not sure why this stranger was touching him. "So, uh, how'd you like fucking my son last night?" " Whoa, hey man..." He started, trying to pull away. I just gripped his shoulders harder. "No, no, no. It's ok dude. My sons a hot piece of ass. I fucked him right after you did." The guy looked at me with a shocked face, and I continued. "He wants more of your cock, and I want to watch you breed that little slut." The guy looked a bit more relaxed as he said, "right now? I mean, my wife and kids...." " No, no. Later. Think you can get away around 3? The boy really loved your cock." "Yeah man, I think I can manage that. I'll find some excuse to slip away." "Right on." I said, patting his shoulders, "see you around 3." I walked back to our table with a big grin on my face. "Well son, daddy set up his first fuck for you. He'll be over around three. Now, I want you to find the other guy, and get him over here too." "Yes Sir." He replied with a big grin. "I'm so glad you found out my secret dad." "Me too slut." I said, giving him a little kiss. After breakfast, Matty took off and came back half an hour later, smiling. "It's a go daddy. He'll be here too." I smiled and patted my boys ass. "That's a good whore. Daddy can't wait." And I could hardly wait. The anticipation of watching my son take cock for the first time had me semi erect all afternoon. Finally, about ten to three, there was a knock on the door. It was the guy from the beach. A middle aged balding man with a moustache. Not much too look at, but looks didn't matter as long as he fucked my son. Matty dropped his shorts and layed face down on the bed, his legs hanging over the end as I sat at the top of the bed, watching. I could tell the man was nervous as he dropped his own shorts, revealing an average dick. Without a word he stuck it in my boy and just started fucking. Matty moaned and groaned to encourage the man, and in just a couple of minutes, he was huffing and puffing as he came in my sons ass. Then he simply pulled his shorts up, mumbled a thanks, and left. I stuck a couple of fingers in Matty's hole, feeling the warm slickness of his just fucked chute. Then I put them in his mouth and he sucked the juices right off of them. It was about 20 minutes later when there was another knock on the camper door. I opened the door as Matty lounged seductively on the bed, and let the tall thin man in. He grinned as he looked at the slut waiting for him. "I've got some time." He said as he slowly stripped. "Told the wife I was going on a hike. She took the kids swimming. I've been thinking about that ass since last night." He pulled down his boxer briefs to reveal an almost hard dick. I could tell it was big, bigger than mine. Tall thin guys always have the biggest cocks. As his stiffened, I could tell it was at least nine inches, and really thick. Matty just licked his lips like a hungry whore as he eyed the piece of meet in front of him. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a little brown bottle. The man walked up to the bed and grabbed Matty's ankles, pulling him down, then flipping him over, getting him into doggy position. My son looked so hot like that, the smooth whiteness of his round glutes contrasted nicely with his narrow, tanned waist. The man touched Matty's hole and felt the wetness. "You got a load up there already?" He asked. "Yes Sir." Replied Matty, looking back at him over his shoulder. "Is it yours?" He asked, looking at me. I just shook my head no. "Oh that's fucking hot dude. Nasty little slut." The man placed his cockhead at the entrance to Matty's pussy. I grabbed my phone, and the man looked concerned. "Don't worry," I assured him. "No faces." He relaxed as Matty took several long hits of poppers. Then the man grabbed his slender hips and pushed his fat cock into my son in one slow, steady push until he was in balls deep. "Ah fuck!" Matty cried out. "It's so fucking big!" He took a few more poppers hits as the man pulled his cock completely out. Then, he slammed it all the way back in as Matty let out a long, loud groan. "Oh yea you slut! Your pussy's so fucking wet. Take that cock. It's a big fucking cock and you love it! I'm gonna fuck you like I couldn't do last night! Take it you fucking bitch!" The man pounded his big cock into my son over and over and over, pulling it almost all the way out, then slamming it balls deep. Matty whimpered and moaned as his ass got pummeled and he begged for more. "Oh yea, fuck me man! Give it to me! Oh fuck it feels so good! Come on man, rape me!" "That's right whore! Fucking take it you fucking nasty slut!" The man continued his verbal assault on my boy as he fucked him mercilessly. And Matty just begged for more. Finally the man grabbed Matty's hair and pulled his head back as buried his bone and shook. "Oh yea! Take my cum you fucking cumdump! You worthless stupid cunt! Take my fucking seed bitch!" The man collapsed on Matty's back as he caught his breath from his brutal fuck. Then he pulled out and rolled over onto his back. Matty dove on his cock as he knew he should, and cleaned off the cum and ass juices. The man reached for his shorts and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "Do you mind?" He asked, looking at me. "No, go ahead, you earned it. That was so fucking hot." "I tell ya, that boy has got one sweet fucking hole. Goddamn. I haven't fucked like that in a long time. After three kids, my wife's pussy just isn't that tight, and she won't let me touch her ass." He took a drag on his cig as he looked at me. "So is he really your son?" "Swear to God. Unless my wife lied." I laughed. "So fucking hot. He looks a bit like my son. I've been dreaming about him. He's 16. I can't wait till he's 18. I hope I can get in his sweet little ass then. You want to pretend you're my son?" He asked, looking at Matty. "Sure." My boy replied. "Why don't you fuck him." Said the man looking at me. "I need to recover. Then I'll fuck him again. Would you like that Tyler?" He asked, looking at my son. "Would you like this nice man to put his dick in your pretty little pink hole? Do you want to be a little whore for daddy?" "Oh yes daddy." Replied Matty, playing along. "I want this man's dick in me. I want him to fuck me daddy." "That's a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes to hear that. Daddy wants to have a nice little slutty son of his own. Now breathe these in for me." He placed the bottle under Matty's nose and made him take 4 long hits under each nostril. I could tell by his breathing that Matty was flying high. "That a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes his little popper slut. Now let the nice man into your little boy hole." I slid my aching cock into Matty's sloppy, wet hole. I was so turned on by this roleplay, and knowing my boy had two fresh loads in him. I started fucking him slowly, not wanting to cum too fast. "Oh yea," said the man as he huffed the poppers himself. "That's it Tyler. That's a good boy. Take that cock son. Make daddy happy. Show daddy your a little whore." Matty just moaned as I pumped my cock in and out of him. "Your such a good whore Tyler. Daddy likes that. Daddy wants to make you the pussy his mommy isn't anymore." The man pulled Matty by his hair onto his soft cock. "Suck me Tyler. Suck daddy's cock. Get daddy hard boy. Daddy's gonna fuck you after that nice man gives you his cum. Would you like that boy? You want daddy's big cock back in your sweet little boy hole?" "Oh yes." Matty moaned with the cock in his mouth. "I want your big daddy cock in my nasty little boy cunt." This hot roleplay had me so worked up, I couldn't hold my orgasm back anymore. I grabbed my sons hips and went as deep as I could, adding another load into his willing guts. "Do you like that Tyler? Do you like that man dumping his come into you? Do you like being a cumdump for daddy?" The man asked. "Oh yes," moaned my son. "Please give me more daddy." I pulled out as my son rolled on his back, spreading his legs. Cum oozed out of his slightly gaping pink hairless hole. I snapped a few pics before the man moved between his legs. He hit the bottle a few more times before putting it under my sons nose again. "That's it Tyler. Hit it for daddy. Daddy likes a little poppered up slut." Then he slid his big cock back into my boy. Matty groaned deeply as he smiled, loving having that big pole back in him. The man leaned down into his ear. "That's it son. That's my boy. Take daddy's cock. Daddy likes his boys cum filled pussy. It feels so good Tyler. Daddy's so happy to be fucking his little boy." Then he started kissing my son. Matty wrapped his arms and legs around the man, holding tightly to him while they passionately kissed. They made out and fucked for probably 15 minutes before the man started filling my son with another load of hot cum. Then they broke apart from the kiss, and the man started stroking Matty's rock hard cock. "Cum for me Tyler. Daddy wants to see his little boy shoot." Matty was so aroused, it only took a couple of strokes before he shot another big load of teenage cum all over his face and chest. The man bent down and licked him clean. We sat around for a bit, basking in the after glow of sex, the man smoking another cigarette. "That was amazing." He said. "Thank you so much for that. You have no idea." "Oh I think we do." I said, tenderly kissing my son. "I'm glad my little slut pleased you." "Oh, he did. He's awesome. Can I come back tonight?" "Of course!" Answered Matty. "You can fuck me anytime!" We laughed at my greedy slut boy as the man got dressed and left. And he did return during the night for another hot roleplay fuck, ending with Matty having 3 more loads of cum being dumped into him. Before he left, we got his phone number, as he lived about an hour away from us. The next morning, as we were breaking down camp, the man came walking down the road with his son. He gave us a wave as they walked past. His son did look like a younger, skinnier version of Matty. And two years later, we were with the man again as we took turns fucking Tyler. Even Matty who never tops fucked that sweet young man. But that's another story.

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.

Well, let’s put it this way. If those people that encourage you to be a poz, have also promised to take care of you when you are sick and help you finanically when you are struggling to pay your medical bills, then by all means, go for it as you have a strong supporting system to help you dealing with the down side of HIV. Unfortunately, the reality is that you are most likely on your own when you suffer. Being a poz doesn’t mean that you are automatically welcomed to some kind of poz brotherhood where endless hot sex awaits you. We will all get old some day and when we are too find anyone to have sex with, the virus continues to stay in you. Some say that being a poz makes them feel liberated. I guess it is truth in some way because you are already in the worst possible scenario, you cannot get any worse and have nothing to lose. Also, if you ever find yourself in such condition, you will try to normalize your circumstances by learning to deal with the situation and make the best of it. This is our basic survival instinct. That’s why many people get upset about being a poz at first but later do not regret it because they have learnt to adapt. That’s my own opinion. We are defined by more than just sex. Sex is important but it shouldn’t be the only thing that we are after in our lives. Some fantasies should remain as fantasies. Being a poz is a mixed bag, be prepared to accept the bads as well as the “goods” (if there are some)that come with it.

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

Part 10 - The Date Angelo pulled up to his house just before his sister Maria and brother-in-law Hunter arrived, they were popping in on their way up to Boston for a long weekend. It was only a quick visit for a coffee and chat but whenever they could they would meet up at least once a week. Being a couple of years older than Angelo she had a close bond with him where they always shared everything and had no secrets. As they stood at the front door Hunter was checking the car over before they set off. Maria grabbed Angelo's arm and looked at him. "You have found someone haven't you?" She said starring in to his eyes. Angelo smiled shaking his head "How do you do that?". "I know you way to well, your eyes give everything away Angelo" Maria responded. Angelo nodded "I think so, but it is early we have our first real date tonight". "Take down your barriers Angelo, let him see the real you if you want it to work" She patted his hand. "Always wise with your words Maria" he replied kissing her on the cheek. Maria held him "He must be quite special if he has got that close to you". She turned and joined her husband in the car, they waved as they pulled out the driveway, Angelo stood watching as the car disappeared, he knew his sister was right about everything. The one thing he didn't really know for sure was how Ethan really felt, being so young and new to gay life weather he would even be in the mindset to have a boyfriend. Angelo went back in to the house he had some work to catch up on and had a busy week coming up as his team would be implementing the software at the company in the city and it had to go well. But first he booked a table at one of the nicer restaurants in Larchmont on the waterfront for 8pm. He sent a text to Ethan telling him trousers and shirt for their date. Ethan stopped doing his coursework and picked up his phone and smiled at the text he received from Angelo and sent a smiley face back to him. He gazed out of his bedroom window musing how different his life was becoming but then thought about his parents and knew that would be a challenge. Looking at his phone it was already 6pm, putting his work away he undressed and went to get ready. He packed his beach gear, shorts, t-shirt and a toothbrush and headed downstairs to wait for Angelo. As usual on the dot Angelo turned up and smiled his heart skipped a beat seeing Ethan dressed smartly, he got out of the car and walked over towards him. "Wow, you look amazing Ethan" Angelo kissed him on the lips. Ethan blushed a little "Thanks and you look as hot as ever and so different Angelo, not to overdressed am I?". Angelo smiled "No, just perfect. Come on". They chatted about tomorrow and spending the day on the beach as they drove back to Larchmont, Ethan suddenly remembered his dreams of Angelo and him on a beach walking in the surf. Angelo glanced at Ethan noticing he had gone quiet for a moment he smiled to himself seeing that Ethan was miles away but with a smile on his face. They pulled up to Angelo's house and deposited his belongings inside. Angelo waited for Ethan to come downstairs "It is a short walk to the restaurant, ready to go?". "Oh are we going out for dinner?" Ethan asked looking surprised. Angelo nodded "Yes, I am taking you out for dinner". They walked the 15 minutes down the lane and around the marina to the restaurant, the waiter showed them to a table on the outside veranda overlooking the marina. They both ordered steak and out of respect Angelo ordered a soft drink for himself as well. Although not a big drinker he did enjoy wine when chilling out or eating, throughout the meal Ethan smiled and just loved the way Angelo's body looked through his white shirt, the muscle definition in his arms accentuated by his choice of shirt. "What's so funny that your smiling about?" Angelo put his fork down as he finished. Ethan put his lemonade down "I love watching you". Angelo laughed "You are a naughty boy Ethan, and in a place like this". "God I want to kiss you Angelo" Ethan rested his head in his hands on the table looking at him. Angelo eyed him carefully "So do it". "Eh, what now, with all these people around?" Ethan looked surprised but amused. Angelo knew this would test if Ethan did have feelings for him "What are you afraid of?". "Not this" Ethan replied and leant over and kissed Angelo for several seconds. Margarite sat with her husband inside the restaurant she had noticed Ethan arriving with the tall hunky Latin man. She was very friendly with Ethan's mother Ellie and lunched with her at least once a week, she was also Ben's mother one of Ethan's best friends. She kept glancing to where they sat outside at one of the best tables. She dropped her fork on the floor seeing Ethan lean over and kiss the man, not just any kiss but a lovers kiss that lingered. Her husband enquired why she was so distracted during dinner, she brushed it off and laughed making the excuse that she kept thinking about the 4th July party she was organising. Angelo smiled at Ethan "Are you not afraid of anything then?". "You, I mean a little, I still tread carefully around you" Ethan sat back down looking at him. Angelo's smile faded "Why Ethan?". "Well it has been a bit rocky and I don't really know how I stand with you sometimes" Ethan looked at his plate. Angelo held Ethan's hand "Nothing can change what happened Ethan, but I don't want you feeling like that". Ethan looked up at Angelo "I am not scared of you just cautious but that is fading the more I know you". Angelo rubbed Ethan's hand "Do you want to get to know me better?". "Yes, I like being with you" Ethan blushed but chose his words carefully. Angelo looked at Ethan smiling at him "You have one of the most disarming smiles Ethan" Ethan giggled "Is that good?". "Melts my heart every time" Angelo leaned over and kissed Ethan. They ordered coffee and Margarite watched as she put her jacket on to leave the restaurant, how strange she thought that Ethan was dining so far out of Harrison, the other side wondered if Ellie even know her son was gay, she couldn't wait for her to return from the Hamptons and have lunch with her. The waiter finished serving coffee to Angelo and Ethan and walked away. "So what business are you in if you know my father" Ethan asked. Angelo smiled and began to unravel "Software, I run my own software company". "Must be nice running your own business" Ethan enthused. Angelo giggled "I like running it and it has proved to be a wise choice for me". "My father has set out my education to take law, but I don't want to do it" Ethan sounded a little down. Angelo looked at him "But it get's you a good education, what about your mother?". Ethan laughed "She keeps setting me up with daughters of some the richer people in Harrison". Angelo laughed "Why is that I wonder?". "Social climbing, that's all she is after" Ethan looked up "she will have a surprise though". They both laughed and continued talking until they got back to Angelo's house, it was already gone 11pm when they finally arrived and clambered up the stairs into the bedroom. Angelo stood in front of Ethan and kissed him gently and began to undress Ethan folding his clothes up as he took them off. Ethan reached up and starred Angelo in the eyes as he unbuttoned the shirt then the trousers and underwear. They stood looking at each other for a moment with no words Angelo picked Ethan up and carried him to the bed, Angelo knew that Ethan was tired he turned the light off and cuddled up to Ethan, both of them were sleeping within minutes. Ethan woke first and carefully slipped out of bed and went downstairs to make coffee, on his return he put the cups down and slipped back in to bed thinking he done it without waking Angelo. He felt Angelo's arm pulling him so he turned over to see Angelo awake, happily he fell into his arms and kissed Angelo deep and lovingly just how he had been discreetly taught. "Thank you for a lovely night Angelo" Ethan smiled stroking Angelo's face. Angelo sniffed "You made coffee?". "Tried to" Ethan giggled a bit before Angelo locked his lips on Ethan's mouth. Angelo rolled on top and looked at Ethan "We should get up". Ethan draw a sad face "Really?". Angelo laughed "I know what you want but you will have to wait for the second date". "You want to take me on a second date then?" Ethan asked smiling. Angelo kissed him "Yes and a third and so on". Ethan pushed Angelo off on his back and climbed on top kissing him with even more passion, Angelo wrapped his arms around Ethan and rolled him back continuing their kiss until Ethan rolled Angelo back over. Eventually stopping as they were kissing and laughing in each others mouth, Angelo flipped Ethan on his stomach and slapped his ass telling him to get in the shower. Angelo followed Ethan in and they washed each other as they kissed, Angelo turned the water off and began to towel Ethan dry. "Angelo I love seeing you like this" Ethan pushed back closer to Angelo. Angelo continued drying Ethan "Like what?". "You know, the fun side of you, but I also kind of like the edgy rough side as well" Ethan replied. Angelo slapped Ethan's ass handing him the towel "Always handy to know". They sat eating a light breakfast and Angelo was cleaning up when they heard the boys car pulling up the drive. Angelo and Ethan sat in the back and after 30 minutes Ethan fell asleep in Angelo's arms. Adam looked back and smiled. They stopped at the first beach at the start of the Hamptons and found a nice spot that was still pretty quiet. Angelo carried the picnic hamper down and set it on the blanket, the four of them stripped to their swim wear and went running down to the sea. Adam decided to taunt Angelo and tried running off as Angelo stormed through the water catching him around his waist and hoisted him in the air before dropping him in the sea. Tony and Ethan laughed as they swam watching how brave Adam was trying to be. Adam laughing wiped the salty water from his face as Angelo picked him up again so he was to face with Angelo, Adam protested saying enough and that he would stop taunting him. Angelo released him to his feet and leant forward and kissed him full on. "Ooops" Tony remarked looking at them. Ethan smiled "Now that's hot". Tony sort of smiled "You don't mind?". Ethan put his arm around Tony and kissed his head "No, after all Adam kisses me and you don't mind". Tony looked at Ethan "No, just very jealous though". Ethan laughed "Why didn't you say so" he moved in front of Tony and kissed him as only Ethan knew. Tony shook his head "Holy fuck Ethan you kiss amazingly, now I know what Adam means". Ethan laughed as he head Adam and Angelo approach "You have Angelo to thank for that". Angelo picked Ethan up and looked at Tony "You kissed my boy Tony". Tony looked unsure if Angelo was joking "Sorry didn't mean to Angelo but you kissed mine". Angelo put Ethan down and moved towards Tony "I guess I have to kiss you as well then". Tony laughed and opened his arms "Bring it on" so Angelo did. The four of them waded to shore as they noticed the beach was getting a little busier. Angelo grabbed Ethan's hand and asked if he wanted to walk along the beach. Adam and Tony went back to their spot to sunbathe. Ethan felt strange but very real walking along a public beach holding hands with another guy, he was loving the gentle surf lapping at his ankles. All of a sudden he had a feeling of deja vous and his dreams came back to him in a flash, he chuckled wondering if he had predicted the future as the similarities were uncanny. Angelo looked at him "What are you giggling about?". "Nothing really, just how much of a good time I am having with you and the others" he replied. Angelo smiled "Ready to walk back?". "I think so, getting hungry" Ethan said as he turned on the spot. Angelo pulled Ethan towards him and looked him in the eye, he leaned forward and kissed him. Ethan placed his hands around Angelo's waist and happily kissed him back for several moments, the final piece of the dream had shown its hand. A young couple coming out of the sea walked within a few meters of where they stood, she turned and called them a beautiful couple before turning to her husband and kissing him. Angelo was oblivious to them but Ethan looked over and smiled at them before they continued their walk back down the beach to join Adam and Tony who were preparing the food Angelo brought. Ethan laid back in the lap of Angelo thinking the day could not be any more perfect, Adam ever the restless one held his hand out to Ethan to come for a swim leaving Angelo and Tony sunning themselves. Tony sat up and looked at Angelo "You really like him don't you?". Angelo looked surprised by his comment "Why would you think that?". "The way you look at him" Tony responded thinking he should have kept quiet. Angelo looked at Ethan in the sea with Adam "More than I wanted to". "Does he know?" Tony asked pouring Angelo a lemonade. Angelo took the cup of lemonade "I don't know, sometimes the way he looks at me I think he does". "You know he talks about you all the time now" Tony laid back down. Angelo looked at Tony "I don't think he understands how much I love him". Tony sat bolt upright "Did you mean that?". "Mean what?" Angelo looked confused. "You just said how much you love him" Tony replied looking at him. Angelo turned to look at Ethan "I trust you won't say anything Tony?". "No I will keep it between us, but... oh, nothing" Tony watched Ethan. Angelo looked at Tony "Come on you can be open with me Tony". "You probably don't need advice from me" Tony ran his hands through the sand. Angelo laughed "Give me your advice and let me see". "Don't let it eat you up or regret not saying anything to Ethan how you feel" Tony told him. Angelo sighed "I don't think he is at a relationship stage in his life". Tony stood up and held his hand out to Angelo "Come on lets swim". Angelo stood "Okay". "Angelo you might be surprised, Ethan is no wild child and he is loves being with you" Tony looked him in the eye. Angelo put his arm around Tony "I don't want to rush him, he has to be certain it is what he wants". Tony stopped "Ethan told Adam about a dream he has nearly every night involving you". "Seriously?" Angelo looked a little taken back. Tony laughed "Yes, funny enough it involved you and him on a beach and a kiss". Angelo smiled and walked down to the sea with Tony, Adam and Ethan were fooling around splashing as they say the other two approaching and decided to turn and splash them. Ethan putting a brave face on started stepping back as Angelo lunged forward and grabbed him lifting him up and kissing him. "Not so brave now are you" Angelo laughed as Ethan still tried to splash him. Ethan struggling called to Adam "I need reinforcement Adam". Adam waded over "Not a chance Ethan" laughing as he moved away with Tony. Angelo held Ethan up in a bearhug refusing to let him go until he finally gave up and kissed him. Angelo still held Ethan and started walking back to shore, Ethan rested his head against Angelo's shoulder and neck, his arms holding firmly around Angelo's neck. "I've had one of the best days ever" Ethan muttered as they reached the shore. Angelo put Ethan down "You brought so much happiness back in to my life Ethan". Ethan grabbed Angelo's hand as they walked to join Tony and Adam who were starting to pack away. Angelo invited Adam and Tony for dinner as they piled in to the car for the trip back to Larchmont.

Part 8 - The Other Side Of Angelo Adam headed over to Ethan and Tony fetched drinks from Brad. Ethan looked up seeing Adam heading in his direction and smiled. "Hi Ethan, what are you doing here today?" Adam sat down next to him. Ethan shifted in seat "Hi Adam, so I tried but I met...." Adam cut him off. "You met with Angelo didn't you?" he said shaking his head. "Yes" Ethan looked down at his juice. Tony appeared at the table "Hello sexy" he smiled looking at Ethan. Ethan smiled "Hi Tony". "Did you have fun in the steam room?" Tony chuckled as he spoke. Ethan looked horrified "Did you err". "Every moan and kiss Ethan, fuck you two were hot together" Tony laughed Ethan blushed "Oh you pervert" he said smiling at Tony. "Dam annoyed I missed it" Adam retorted. Tony looked at Ethan "I seriously hope you know what your doing Ethan". Ethan looked at them both "Why is everyone so paranoid about him?". Tony looked around "He has a reputation you know". Ethan looked astonished "Yeah I sort of know now". Tony shook his head "He was my first fuck as well, fucked and pozzed in one night". "So did he talk to you when you met? Ethan put his drink down on the table. Tony looked at Ethan "No, he came in to my cubicle fucked me then left, banged me up good". "Who banged you up" Angelo asked standing behind Adam and Tony. They were so engrossed in their conversation that none of them saw Angelo arrive. Adam and Tony were stunned by his appearance and both looked at Ethan and stood up to leave, Angelo told them both to sit back down. Adam and Tony glanced at each other with worried looks on their faces, it was evident that they didn't want to be there and felt uncomfortable before sitting back down. Ethan saw the tension on their faces and decided to take lead. "Angelo these are my friends Adam and Tony, we go to the same college, well did, Tony works now" Ethan said. Angelo looked at the two lads "Just friends?" Ethan now had a worried look on his face "Well Adam and I kiss but no sex". Angelo laughed and sat down next to Ethan and Tony "Oh now I know what you were talking about" looking at Tony. Tony sat in awkward silence for a moment "Sorry I wasn't being rude". Angelo held out his hand to Adam "Nice to meet you Adam". Adam looked curiously at Angelo and took his hand "And you Angelo". Angelo turned to Tony holding out his hand "Tony, I remember fucking you a year or so back". Tony nodded and glanced at Ethan before shaking Angelo's hand nervously "Hi". Angelo looked at Adam "And are you and Tony together?" he asked. Adam nodded "How did you work that out?" he said "We haven't told anyone except Ethan". Angelo smiled "I see you two when you are here sneaking off together for intimate moments". "Oh I see" Tony nervously replied. Angelo laughed "Why are you two so nervous?". Tony looked down "Sorry". Angelo touched Tony's arm "Don't judge me on what others say". "Ethan do you want me to drive you home?" Angelo asked looking at him. Ethan's smile disappeared "Oh I guess so, errrm my home or yours?" he asked outright not sure what to expect. Angelo smiled "You decide Ethan". "I think you know" Ethan looked at Angelo who smiled and nodded. Angelo looked at Adam "You two in Harrison as well?". "Yes, but moving to Larchmont town in a few weeks" Tony replied to his question. Angelo laughed "Pretty close to where I live in Larchmont". Tony was surprised as Larchmont was not cheap "At least we will know someone" he nervously laughed. "Why don't you two join us for dinner tonight?" he genuinely asked. Ethan looked surprised at Angelo's question, but he leaned forward "Please come". Adam looked at Tony then at Angelo "Yes if it is not any trouble". Angelo stood and looked at Ethan "Come on lets get changed" and they headed to the locker room. Tony waited watching them and looked at Adam "Fuck are they dating or what?". Adam smiled "Honestly I don't know, never seen Angelo like this". Tony looked towards the locker room "He is so different from when he fucked me". "I think Ethan has definitely got something to do with that" Adam replied holding Tony's hand. Tony mused for moment "Can't believe we just sat and had a conversation with him and now dinner!!". "Turning out to be very bizarre week" Adam said looking in to his lovers eyes. Tony chuckled "I see why you like Ethan so much, he is such a lovely person". Adam stroked Tony's face "Come on we need to go and make ourselves presentable". Angelo handed Adam his address and told them to arrive at 7pm, Angelo and Ethan left and walked a couple of blocks to the car, Ethan got in the passenger side, he was glad he didn't have to get the train home as it was nearly 5pm and it would be crowded with shoppers. "You seem a much more relaxed and happy Ethan" Angelo asked taking Ethan a little by surprise. "Happy in what context Angelo?" Ethan asked. Angelo smiled looking ahead "About everything". "I found out on Monday that I have got hiv" Ethan waved his hand out of the window catching the breeze. Angelo's smile grew bigger "Do you like being owned by me?". Ethan shrugged his shoulders "I don't really get it Angelo, but I like you". Angelo glanced at him "I guess that will do for now". "Angelo does it bother you that Adam likes to kiss and touch me?" Ethan asked uneasily. Angelo glanced "As long as no one else fucks you I don't mind". Ethan nodded "So is that what you owning me is all about?". "Partly" Angelo replied hoping that Ethan would be receptive to this. Ethan smiled "I like them both Adam and Tony, but I have told Adam fucking is out of the question". Angelo laughed "Why?". Ethan touched Angelo face "It could complicate things between us". Angelo smiled "Your still young Ethan, things change". Ethan wasn't sure if he was being brushed off "And if things don't change?". "Then be certain of what you want and when you find it commit to it" Angelo replied. Angelo began to slowly unravel beginning to open up more about himself and his one true love who destroyed him during the rest of the ride, Ethan could now see things much clearer with Angelo and incredibly he felt a much closer bond to him. The car pulled up in to the driveway of Angelo's house, Ethan had never really paid much attention previously and saw how large the house was and the immaculate gardens surrounding it. It was also pretty obvious the house was in a very wealthy suburb of Larchmont. Ethan unbuckled his seat belt "Angelo can I ask one thing?". Angelo looked at him "No promise that I will answer but you can try". "Do you like me?" Ethan paused. Angelo opened the car door to get out "Of course" he replied and stepped out of the car. Ethan sat on the sofa as Angelo made salad and grilled chicken in the kitchen, Ethan popped in and asked if he could help but Angelo pointed to the sofa and told him to sit down. The time Ethan spent in the house he had never actually looked at it properly, the furnishings were modern and very sleek and it showed that Angelo was actually astute about what he liked. Angelo walked in to the lounge where Ethan sat on the sofa, catching sight of him he saw facial features that reminded him of someone else but he couldn't figure out who, he shook his head, why was he having these weird thoughts today. He sat on the sofa next to Ethan who by surprised piled on top of him pushing him on his back, Angelo laughed at how brave Ethan was becoming but found himself liking this side of him, Angelo wrapped his arms around Ethan and kissed him in one sensual and long moment. Ethan stopped and sat across Angelo "I'm so tiny compared to your muscle" he said stroking the six pack. Angelo just watched smiling at him "I have a gym behind the office". "Ahhh" Ethan ran his hands up along Angelo's arms and squeezed his biceps "Amazing". Angelo laughed "Maybe I need to get you in the gym and work out with me". Angelo pushed up quickly throwing Ethan off balance, he wrapped his arms around him and laid on top of him, it was Ethan's turn to see the fun side of Angelo as they laughed, slowly the laughter died down as Angelo's mouth contacted with Ethan's. His tongue slipped past Ethan's lips and met his waiting tongue as they shared another sensual kiss. The doorbell rang, Angelo jumped up not realising they had been kissing for over half an hour, he opened the door to see Adam and Tony standing there. "Come in" he moved aside. Tony was about to hold his hand out but Angelo embraced him "Oh right okay" he seemed confused. Adam smiled and pushed Tony out of the way and hugged Angelo "My turn, hi". Angelo picked Adam up and plonked him on the sofa next the Ethan "This one is wild" he laughed. Tony laughed behind Angelo "Wild is not the word I would use". Angelo put his arm around Tony "Come and help me in the kitchen". Tony smiled "Sure" they turned and headed to the kitchen. Ethan leaned over and kissed Adam "Thank you for coming". "Curiosity more than anything Ethan. He is so different" Adam said nodding to the kitchen. Ethan cuddled up next to Adam "I don't know what it is Adam but he drives me fucking crazy". Adam laughed "Definitely one of the most stunning guys I have ever seen. Is it getting serious?". Ethan looked at him "Don't know, he is still very guarded about me getting to close to him". "Maybe he needs something more you know like commitment" Adam said stroking Ethan's head. Ethan chuckled "He used the same word in the car earlier". Angelo walked through seeing them sat there "You two look as if your going to have sex" he laughed. Ethan laughed "There is only one person here I will have sex with" his gaze fixed on Angelo. Angelo laughed and wandered back to the kitchen "Good" he said glancing back. Adam smiled "I think that is your answer Ethan if you want it". Ethan cuddled Adam "How do I know if it is what I want though?" Adam chuckled "Your heart will tell you Ethan". Tony appeared smiling telling them to get their asses in to the dining room for dinner. The evening went by so quickly with Adam and Tony became much more at ease with Angelo after finally getting to know him in a little more. Tony suggested that on Sunday they all go to the beach for a day out, Angelo took some convincing but finally agreed and offered to bring food. Angelo came out of the bathroom and looked at Ethan laying in bed he had a smile on his face, he was finding himself drawn more and more to Ethan. "You look so young Ethan" he said walking towards the bed. Ethan giggled "Is that why you like me?". Angelo sat on the bed "Your very sexy Ethan". Ethan giggled again "I will take that, your not to bad yourself" he smiled up at Angelo. Angelo climbed in to bed next to Ethan "And is that why you like me?". Ethan nodded and kissed Angelo, slowly he worked his way down the firm hard body, stopping at each nipple which he sucked on gently remembering seeing this in a porn movie. Ethan continued his downward journey, he was heading towards Angelo's cock as of yet he had not taken a cock in his mouth and this was something he wanted to do. Angelo move his hand and slowly pushed the duvet down revealing his cock that was already erect and bouncing with anticipation. Ethan raised his head and looked at it for a moment, he had never been this close to it with his face and realised now why his ass was sore after being fucked, it was big. He kissed the tip and heard Angelo moan, Ethan tenderly kissed down the shaft and cupped Angelo's balls in his hand, he felt Angelo's hand caressing the back of his head. Ethan licked up the shaft and slipped his lips around the head, a sweet salty taste bounced across his taste buds on his tongue from the precum Angelo had leaked. He worked his tongue around the head and feeling Angelo's hand on his head stroking as his body wriggled in enjoyment, Ethan took a mouthful and worked further down. He was only halfway down when he choked and hit his gag reflex, his eyes watered but he continued a slow sucking rhythm. In the distance he heard Angelo moaning his name, Ethan pulled his mouth up to the head of his cock caressing and sucking gently he could feel the cock bouncing inside his mouth. He began to apply more pressure with his lips and he felt the cock harden even more, Angelo gasped and moaned his hips rising off the bed, Ethan continued sucking causing Angelo to orgasm, it caught him by surprise as he swallowed the first stream of cum nearly causing him to throw up. He removed the head from his mouth and continued licking it as Angelo continued to ejaculate and moan as the cum shot across his abdomen. Ethan looked up and Angelo was smiling and breathing heavily, he moved up towards Angelo's face and kissed him. Angelo laughed "Hell Ethan, that was so nice". Ethan looked him in the eye "First time I have ever done that". Angelo kissed him "You did well" he chuckled and got out of bed to clean up. Angelo got back in to bed and pulled Ethan close to him wrapping his arms around the young body, he smiled looking in to Ethan's eyes before their mouths sought each other, they kissed holding each other until they fell asleep with bodies entwinned. Angelo woke as his alarm went off, it was Thursday and he had work to do. He leaned over to switch it off as Ethan mumbled and rubbed his eyes, Angelo pulled Ethan in to a kiss and manoeuvred him on to his stomach. Slowly Angelo kissed Ethan's back and moving lower and lower, Ethan wriggled on the bed like a child in delight as he felt Angelo's tongue gently licking his hole, he heard Angelo spit and felt the warm saliva at his hole. He knew Angelo was about fuck him and he had never wanted anything more than this right now. Angelo kissed along Ethan's back as he positioned his body over Ethan's rubbing his cock between the ass checks pushing it deeper between his cheeks until it prised Ethan's hole open and slipped in. Ethan moaned loudly and with instinct he raised his hips to meet Angelo's cock now entering his body, he winced at the pain and tried to arch his back but the weight of Angelo's body forcing him flat on the bed, he tensed as the flashback of that night ran through his mind before brushing the thought away and relaxing his body. Angelo penetrated him deep as Ethan moaned and turned his head to kiss Angelo, his cock resting inside allowing Ethan to get use to it for a few moments, Angelo clenched is ass muscles down gently to allow his cock to caress the inside of Ethan's ass. Ethan moaned and the words 'Angelo' escaped his lips, Angelo smiled and kissed his neck before whispering in his ear 'I own you Ethan', he watched Ethan nod then began to fuck his boy slowly and gently this time. The sex was more powerful with passion than of anger, Ethan's hands grabbed at Angelo's arms that were positioned either side of his head, he moved his hands until their fingers entwinned gripping hard against each other as Angelo picked up the pace, Angelo could already feel the orgasm building in his body. It was by far the biggest orgasm Angelo experienced in many years as he felt a connection and a desire with Ethan, his ass muscles clenched tight as he shot his seed deep in to Ethan's body. Ethan gasped and gripped Angelo's hands harder as he felt the cock inside him pulsing and delivering it's load. Angelo collapsed on top of Ethan panting heavily and moaning, there they laid for several minutes until Angelo kissed Ethan and released him from his duty. Angelo held out his hand to Ethan "Come on shower and then I have to go to work". Ethan nodded and grabbed his hand unable to say anything he smiled, another first for Ethan as they washed each other in the shower kissing and caressing as they did so. Ethan declined breakfast and they set off for the short drive to Harrison, Ethan smiled the entire journey, Angelo glimpsing him couldn't help but smile and wonder if he had finally put his demons to bed and could love another. Ethan didn't want to push Angelo so he got out of the car and went round to where Angelo sat and kissed him. Angelo smiled and drove off without a word, he looked in his rear view mirror to see Ethan standing watching him, in his head his mind was made up. Ethan confused as ever didn't know what to make of his morning so far, he felt something bigger than just a fuck with Angelo this morning. He was still unsure if all Angelo saw was someone to fuck on his terms. His phone pinged pulling him back to reality.

Met up with a guy from bbrt Saturday night. He was tall, mid 40’s, kind of beefy but still toned and had a 7in dick. I got to his place and he made us drinks before he put on some porn for us to watch. It wasn’t long before we were groping each other and I got on my knees to start sucking him. His hand went down my shorts and straight for my hole and was making me suck his fingers before working them into my hole. We moved into a 69 position for a little bit before he started to really eat my ass out. His tongue kept darting into my hole and omg it felt amazing. (I honestly would have been happy with him doing that all night!). After like a solid hour of that, he flipped me on my back and teased my hole for a few minutes with his cock before he slide inside of me. He started slow but he really started to pound my ass, flipping me into different positions and kept calling me a “fag whore” and “a cum slut”. He made me tell him how much of a slut I was and beg him for his load which I did. The more I begged, the rougher he got. When he finally came, he flooded my ass with what felt like at least weeks worth of cum. Afterward, we cuddled and he fingered my hole a little before I fell asleep. I woke up in the morning to him grinding against me so shoved my ass up to him and invited him to load me up one more time before I left.

At a local cruising ground near to where I live ( thank goodness there still a few left !) I arrived at just gone 5 PM, normally a great time as you get lots of guys going home from work. When I arrived there was a large motorbike and a couple of cars. I made my way into the wooded area and found two guys sucking each other off, one guy was a suited businessmen 40s hairy and pleasing on the eye, and the other was the biker in leather jacket etc. They were thoroughly engrossed but I noticed that the biker had his jeans undone and I can see a black thong underneath ( in my experience guys with songs including sites have a large neon signs on the backs saying "Fuck me , preferably bareback". I pulled his jeans down and thong strap to one side and started working his arse, he was loving it. The businessmen also dropped his pants and I started to finger him as well, my idea of heaven. The biker bent right over to suck the businessman ,I worked some saliva up his arse and started to enter him gently, he was loving it. The businessman was obviously getting close and after a certain amount of noise and shuddering came heavily in the bikers mouth. I cupped my hand and put it under the bikers mouth, he understood fully and spat a mouthful of come into my hand. I pulled my cock out and coated my cock head liberally with the cum and pushed back in , this time with the creamy load as lube his arse was like velvet , I went balls deep immediately. With businessman by, and still with him impaled on my cock I shuffled him towards a nearby tree trunk so that I could fuck him properly , i.e. hard and deep. He was loving it pushing back and squeezing down and begging for my load. My favourite part of any fuck is when I'm past the point of no return, I got there and exploded in to his ass. The biker was shaking, when I withdrew come was dribbling over his black thong strap, he turned round and clean me off.

I could see it in Sean’s eyes that he was enjoying his first fuck and it didn't take long until I was really giving him a pounding he was beginning for when I couldn't hold back any longer and blew my poz seed inside his neg cunt. After I deposited my load I had Sean nursing on my cock while I began to go through my phone texting my party buds. I let them know that I was available to party purposely omitting any information about Sean as to surprise them when we finally connected. I heard back from a couple of my buds letting me know where the party was located. I rubbed Sean’s head letting him know that we were going out and that he should throw on some shorts and a t-shirt. He grabbed a pair of mesh basket ball shorts and a wife beater. I stopped him as he went to grab some underwear letting him know he wouldn't be needing them. We climbed into my car. As I drove off I grabbed him by the neck and pushed his hed into my lap as he began to lick my semi-hard cock through my jeans. We pulled up to a modest house a few miles away and I led Sean inside where we found one of our bottoms in the sling getting used hard. I recognized him as a 20 year old we had recently pozzed a few weeks ago. I figured he’d have a high viral load by this point good enough to help poz my Sean. I introduced Sean to my 5 buds there and suggested that we get him in the sling. The bottom boy was a little disappointed until we told him that he’d get to chance to fuck my boy. Someone produced some Caverject for our bottom boy as Sean got comfortable in the sling. I fixed him a good slam that would have him so fucked up he’d have little clue as to the time he would be spending in the sling. Our bottom boy turned top couldn't wait to fuck my boy and got between Sean’s legs as I began to administer Sean’s slam. I barely finished as he began to fuck my boy with his 7” piece of meat. I imagined he becoming friends with my boy and (between the two of them) pozzing a number of neg twinks. While Sean was getting his neg ass fucked full of very toxic cum I let my buddies know what had happened that afternoon that had me fucking my own son. I could see their cocks stiffen as I told them about his excellent blow job and his first slam. Everyone gathered around Sean as he received a good fucking and a toxic load from our bottom turned top. After he finished up another bud took his place while Sean was fed cock. One by one each of my buds (along with myself) seeded Sean’s hole to the point he had cum leaking out onto the floor. As the sun peaked through the windows our bottom boy who first seeded Sean when we arrived began to eat the dripping cum from my boy’s hole. Once he had enough cum in his mouth he approached Sean’s head and spit the cum from his mouth into Sean’s right before he kissed him. The two spoke as Sean climbed out of the sling. It was Saturday afternoon and I knew that the baths would be getting a little busy soon. Sean and his new friend exchanged numbers as they dressed and we were off to the baths.

PART 3 - Fun at the seedy motel –the Straight Thug Objects “Told you I was a freak, now let’s chill a bit. Need a drink, then we’ll see about getting up.” In part 2 Derrick had just finished shooting a third load up my ass while I shot my poz cum into someone else. Derrick was sitting at the table in the motel room, which was still covered with empty beer bottles, coke cans, food wrappers, a couple ashtrays with cigarettes in various stages of being smoked, and his pipe and supplies. So, cum tally at the end of part 2: 1 load in my mouth when I sucked Derrick in his car, 3 loads in my ass from Derrick in his hotel room, 2 loads in my ass from the tall guy who had watched through the window then joined in, and “Told you I was a freak, now let’s chill a bit. Need a drink, then we’ll see about getting up,” Derrick said as he sat at the table, still naked, but his dick was clean as I had licked it clean after his load. The curtains were still open a little on the end, but I didn’t care anymore. Hell, whoever had wanted to had watched me get fucked by two different guys, watched me unload in a hooker’s cunt, and more – so screw it. I was too buzzed to care anymore. I looked at my watch and it was now about 9:30 p.m., I had been with Derrick for about 5 hours now and my week long vacation and plan on getting as much dick and cum as I could was off to an amazing start! I was not tired at all as between sleeping in late that day, and the rock in the pipe, I was wired and up. My ass was sore though, and when I sat down at the table with him realized just how tender my hole was now. But I liked it, it was “I know I have just been fucked good” sore, so I embraced it and looked forward to what else the night might bring. Derrick got up to use the bathroom, but told me to make him a Jack and Coke. The Coke was now a little warm, and the Jack Daniels bottle was now empty as I poured the last of it into a plastic cup I found by the bathroom sink. As I went to get the cup I watched a second as Derrick was pissing, a long steady stream, and right then wanted nothing more than to taste it. When he came back out, I handed him the cup with the JD and Coke, noticed his dick head looked a little wet, and knelt down and licked the remaining piss off his dick. Then sat back in the chair. Derrick gave me that evil grin again, but didn’t say anything and took a swig of his drink and lit a cigarette. I wanted to ask him about where he was from, if he was straight or what, but figured best to just keep quiet and not ruin the fun. If Derrick wanted to tell him he would, so I opened another beer, which was totally warm now. We made some small talk, about really nothing, Derrick finished off his JD and Coke, looked at the empty bottle. “Need to hit the liquor store before they close, get some more JD, beer, bag of ice, and those little pills they sell behind the counter to keep your dick hard. This good shit does that too, but I am going to keep fucking you if you can take it. Can you take it some more?” I was still horny as hell and wanted to be the biggest cum pig I could, so said hell yeah, I could handle anything he had - LOL – little did I know my mouth would get me into trouble on that one. We got into his car and as we drove out of the parking lot I noticed there were a lot more cars now then when we came in and more people standing around outside. No one seemed to pay us any mind, so we drove to a liquor store about 5 minutes away. I gave Derrick some cash, asked him to grab some chips or something too, and soon we were back to the motel. This time Derrick entered the far end of the parking lot and drove completely around the motel real slow as he looked at the cars and folks standing outside. I thought maybe he was looking for the tall guy again. He parked, we went back into the room, he made another drink, and told me to pour the ice into the bathroom sink to chill the beers that had gone warm. Once we got settled Derrick pulled his pipe out, opened the plastic bag that still had a bunch of rock in it, and said, “You ready?” I shook my head yes, finished my beer, then took my clothes off. Derrick was still dressed as he handed me the pipe, used the lighter, and let me take a few big hits. He then did the same, sat back and let it kick in a little. I was ready – I wanted his dick in me and got up to kneel in front of him to suck him again. “No,” Derrick said, “Got something else planned. Now take a few more big hits, then bend over the end of the bed.” So I took the hits, went to the end of the bed and bent over. The opening in the curtains gave a clear shot of me bent over to anyone who walked by who bothered to look. While the room lights were not that bright, they were bright enough, so I knew my white ass was being seen. Derrick grabbed his keys, “I’ll be right back,” and he left. I knelt on the floor then and laid my chest on the bed on top of a couple pillows, waiting for Derrick to return. My dick was hard thinking about him or the tall guy fucking me again. He was barely gone a couple minutes when I heard him opening the door. Derrick walked in and behind him walked in this big monster of a man. This dude was maybe a little shorter then the tall guy, but not by much, and built thick and broad like a football player. He also had a bit of a gut that stuck out through his open jacket and short buzzed hair. He looked rough – total street thug type and maybe mid-40’s. “What the fuck - that ain’t no pussy!” the new guy said. “You said you had some pussy here needing to be fucked damn it!” “Relax my man,” Derrick said, “I told you I had some good white pussy and that is some GOOD white pussy that is ready for any black dick that needs to fuck. Alright? I told you I’d take care of you, now here, just chill, sit a sec, and hit this shit. Got some good shit, so chill man, OK?” I was ready to run at that point, this dude was not happy and figured I could hide in the bathroom if I had too, but he just glared at me a second longer, then sat at the table. I didn’t dare to move to just stayed kneeling at the end of the bed as Derrick put some rock in the pipe and handed it to the new guy. The guy glared at me again, but took the pipe, several big hits, passed it back to Derrick, and I could see him visibly relax a little as the rock kicked in. He closed his eyes a little, licked his lips a few time, and said, “Got a drink?” Derrick handed him the bottle of JD and his plastic cup, the guy pored some in the cup, did it as shot, then set the bottle on the table. “Better man?” Derrick asked him. The guy shook his head, “Yeah.” Derrick handed the pipe to him again and said, “See man, good shit, I told you, now I know that shit makes a dick hard, so let the pussy suck it for you a little, it’ll feel good, telling you man, real good.” The big guy did not reply right away, just closed his eyes a little again and licked his lips then said, “Alright, but turn off the fucking lights.” Derrick got up, turned off the lights, closed the opening in the curtains, as the guy hit the pipe. “Now suck him,” Derrick said. I was still unsure about this, but the guy had taken another hit, had his head back and had spread his legs a little, so I scooted over in front of him. By the light coming in from around the edges of the curtain, and the bathroom and TV, the dude was even scarier up close. “You good man?” Derrick asked, and the big guy just grunted, so I reached up and rubbed the bulge that was showing in his pants. Fucking Christ – his dick was as big as he was! It felt like a monster! He did not stop me so I began to work at his fly and could not get it open. He then stood up abruptly scaring the shit out of me, undid his belt, opened his pants, let them drop to the floor, then sat back down in the chair and grabbed the pipe again. FUCK that dick was HUGE! Not only was it quite a bit longer than Derrick’s, but it was very thick and round with a massive head on it. I was stunned and not quite sure, but reached out, lifted it with my hands, slowly peeled the foreskin back, and started rubbing my tongue around the head. “Hmmm,” the big guy moaned. Derrick lit his pipe up and watched as I licked the head and started licking up and down the shaft. I then worked to get the head in my mouth. It was difficult at that angle, but I finally got the head in and felt my jaws scream as I opened wide to swallow as much dick as I could. I sucked him for a little while and had spit and drool running out of my mouth as I tried to manage that monster dick. As he got harder I started to gag as I went down on him, which seemed to turn him on as he began thrusting his hips a little, which made me gag even more. I started to pull my head off his dick and he suddenly grabbed my head with both hands, pushed my head down onto his dick and thrust up at the same time. His dick suddenly filled my throat my completely and I could not breathe! Tears started streaming down my face as I gagged and tried to breathe, trying to pull off, but he was not letting go, just tried pushing his dick deeper down my throat. Finally, after it felt like I was going to pass out, “Yo man, hit this shit again,” Derrick said. The big guy let go, and I pulled myself off his dick and sat back trying to catch my breath. Holy fuck – the asshole was trying to kill me! Derrick laughed a little, “Was not so bad now huh? Told you I would take care of you big man.” The big guy took the pipe, did not say anything, and did a few more hits. Derrick kept talking, “So you know man, got this pussy opened up for you, bet it could take you if you want to fuck – you know nothing feels better with this good shit then a nice hot pussy wrapped around your dick so you can bust that nutt – you feel me?” The big guy just looked at Derrick, handed him the pipe, “Yeah, OK, but you need to leave. I like to fuck a long time and I don’t want nobody watching me.” Derrick said, “Ain’t gonna happen. My room, my shit, so you either gonna do this or you ain’t.” The big guy said, “OK, but I got to piss,” and stood up and went to the bathroom and closed the door. I stood up and told Derrick I did not think I could take it, he was way too big. “You’ll be alright, you can take it, I got you nice and opened up and I know that hole is gonna like this. Here, you better do some big hits, you are really gonna need it this time. And don’t disappoint me, because I want to see that hole wide open and if you do a good job I got some more bull nutt myself to put up there.” With that, he put a big piece of rock on the pipe and had me take several huge hits. The guy was still in the bathroom, so Derrick took a hit, then handed me the pipe again, “You just open up – let him in – OK, just open up. You told me you could handle anything I had, so you better handle this.” I shook my head and was now feeling a little dizzy as the rock kicked in and the rush of euphoria made me feel hot from head to toe. Derrick squirted a big gob of lotion in his hand, reached out, and started rubbing it in my hole. I bent forward a little and he roughly shoved three fingers up my ass, then a fourth and worked them around. It hurt, but the cool from the lotion felt good. “Get on the bed on your hands and knees,” Derrick said. So I walked back to the end of the bed and got in position. The big guy came out of the bathroom, shut the bathroom light off, went to turn the TV off, but Derrick said, “No, I am going to watch. Here take another hit then you can hit that pussy, OK? OK? We’re just having a little fun and got some good white pussy for you to fucking breed. You said you needed some pussy tonight, well big man I’m taking care of that. So hit this pipe, then I want to see you fuck that white pussy like you want? You know? You just take it, that pussy ain’t going nowhere, so you enjoy it.” The big guy walked over to Derrick and I looked to the side as he stood there taking the hit. The shadow of that monster dick against the light from the window was amazing, but scared the hell out of me. I still didn’t think I could take it, but didn’t see much choice. I held the pillows under me tighter, opened the poppers and started taking big hits. The poppers mixed with the rock made me feel even more out of it. I was shocked back to reality as I felt the guy press between my legs and a stream of lotion flow into my crack. I put my head down as I heard him lube up his dick and looked to the side as Derrick was sitting there stroking his cock in the chair closest to the end of the bed. The big guy then started pressing the head of his dick against my hole. He didn’t say a word, just pushed his dick. My hole was open from all the fucking, but still resisted and the big guy pushed harder. My world exploded as that monster head popped through the outer ring and into my ass. I yelped, swore, saw stars and thought I was going to pass out from the pain, but that did not stop him, he just kept pushing his dick, trying to open me up. By reflex I tried to run from that dick and pull away, but his hands grabbed my ass and pulled me back towards him. “Yeah man, want to see you rape that white pussy good,” Derrick said, “That’s it, open that pussy up, yeah man, you fuck it like you want, bet you ain’t had pussy you could fuck like you want and cum inside of in a long time.” When did Derrick become an evil bastard? The big guy didn’t say anything, just pushed forward with his hips and pulled me back towards him with his hands. He paused, his dick did not feel like it was that far into me, but it hurt like fucking hell! He shifted his hands up around my waist, tightened his grip, pulled me back a little on the bed, then thrust hard and paused. I saw stars again, yelped even louder, and gasped as that knocked the wind out of me. I tried fumbling with the poppers and spilled more than I was able to sniff, but it helped. The big guy repositioned himself again, pulled back a little then thrust hard again. FUCK – it felt like he was literally splitting me open. I wanted to scream or cry out, but now when I opened my mouth just little whimpering gurgling sounds came out. The pause was even shorter this time as he pulled that monster cock back and thrust, pulled back and thrust. “Put some more lotion on that shit man,” Derrick said, “Then tear up that pussy.” The bastard was urging him on! Fucker. The big guy pulled his cock all the way out of me and that time the cry in my throat came out real loud and Derrick just chuckled. The big guy squirted some more lotion on his dick, I quickly hit the poppers, and then he was pushing that monster head back in. The monster dick head popped in through my outer ring, and I cried out again, loud as I could this time. He pulled all the way out and did it again, making me cry out even louder. I think that turned him on as the head felt even bigger and he pulled it out and popped it through several times real fast. I could barely breath from the pain now and managed to ask him to please stop. He paused and I thought thank God, I can’t take anymore. But Derrick said “Naw man, don’t stop. Told you, fuck that pussy like you want. I want to see that white pussy get raped and you’re the big man to do it, now bust it up.” What? Before I could say another word the big guy started fucking again. This time he was pushing in as far as he could with each thrust of his dick, which took him deeper and deeper up my ass. He blew out the second hole in my ass and kept going. I was whimpering, babbling, and almost crying out loud as he raped my ass and with the firm grip he had on my waist there was no where to run. Through the pain there was a new level of pleasure that I started to feel. While every thrust was excruciating, it was also feeling good too and I knew I was truly being fucked by a monster dick. Totally raw – skin on skin – deeper and harder then I could believe. The big guy kept fucking and I realized my ass must be loosening up for him (not by choice, but force) as he was fucking faster and deeper and the deeper he went, the more ecstasy I felt. I was starting to really get into it when he paused, pushed himself up behind me on his knees onto the bed, then pushed me forward and face down so I was laying flat. The pillows I had placed under my stomach for support were now under my hips, which elevated my hole a little. The big guy laid flat on top of me, reached around, and grabbed one ass cheek in each hand. He spread my ass open, worked his dick in my hole a little deeper, then put his hands back up near my head. His dick was hitting even deeper in the position and my whimpering and yelps of pain started to get louder. I had my head turned to the right thinking Derrick could hear me better and would stop the guy, but he didn’t. One thrust made me cry out really loud and this time the big guy moved his left arm under my neck, and covered my mouth with his hand. I could feel his breath on my ear and side of my face as he placed his head against mine and kept fucking. His mouth must have been open as I felt some spit from him dribble onto my face. He was totally raping me now so I tried to just focus on relaxing and letting him have my ass. I don’t know how long he fucked, it felt like forever as he laid on me pumping his raw dick in and out of my ass. I was having a hard time breathing between his hand over my mouth and his weight on me, but he did not seem to care. He started to moan and grunt and his fucking got a little faster and rougher. “That’s it man – breed that white pussy with that nutt – rape that nutt up there,” Derrick said, “Rape it harder, MAKE IT HURT!” The big guy’s moaning got louder and his grip on my face tightened – he then stopped fucking and started a guttural moan, “Uuhhhh, Uhhhh, UHHHHH” and started fucking harder and faster again. He was pulling almost all the way out and slamming in now and moaning ‘UHHHHH’ – he paused again and this time I felt his cock swell, and quiver as he started to shoot, “FUCK,” he said he as cummed way up in my guts. His orgasm rocked his body, and he then moved his hand away from my mouth, took his arm from under my neck and just lay on top of me breathing hard. It seemed like he stayed like that for a couple minutes as I felt his dick soften up inside me. I still felt full, but could tell he was not hard anymore. His dick slid out of my ass, he rolled off me, stood up, and went into the bathroom. I was still trying to catch my breath when Derrick said, “Told you you would take it,” and laughed a little. “Got this bull fucking hard hearing you cry like that you nasty little fuck, now just stay like that.” No problem, I couldn’t move. I heard the water in the tub running, the toilet flush, and the big guy came out. Derrick said, “Yo man, that was good huh?” The big guy was still breathing heavy and just said, “Yeah,” and proceeded to put his pants on and got dressed. “You up for freaking again later? Want to hit that pussy again” Derrick asked him. The big guy said, “Yeah, OK, if I can get some more of that good shit you got. That’ll work. I’m always horny as fuck when I wake up. If you still up, here’s my room number, should be up around 4:30 a.m.” And with that he left. Again? Fuck no. Not me. Derrick then opened the end of the curtains a little like before, walked over to the bed, “Now I’m gonna give you some more bull nutt,” as he climbed onto the bed, got on my back, and in one push shoved his cock balls deep into me. I barely flinched after the fuck I just took and the thought of him working the big guy’s cum into my guts made my dick hard and I started to beg him to fuck me, fuck me harder, please fuck it. Derrick grabbed my shoulders and fucked like there was no tomorrow. He was already close, “Let me hear you cry, take this nutt in that raped pussy, take this bull nutt, oh yeah yeah yeah…….” And Derrick shot his load. When he was finished he stood up, turned the lights on, and knelt back on the bed. He pushed my legs open, spread my cheeks, and probed at my hole with his fingers. “DAMN you’re open, and my man tore you up, nice mix of blood and cum back here. You been FUCKED!” as he laughed a little. Blood? Damn, well I was sure that whatever Derrick had and the big guy had I had too. The thought of them pozzing me even more made my dick even stiffer. What else did they give me? Derrick got off the bed, sat at the table, and I got up to use the bathroom. My ass was totally open and a mix of blood, cum, ass juice, and lotion started coming out. Damn – no wonder my ass hurt. I thought I was sore before! I finished, went back out to the room and sat at the table. Derrick gave me that evil grin, “You a freak boy. I like that. Glad I ran into you and you take some good dick. You want some more?” So, cum tally at the end of part 3: 1 load in my mouth when I sucked Derrick in his car, 4 loads in my ass from Derrick in his hotel room, 2 loads in my ass from the tall guy who had watched through the window then joined in 1 load from the big guy who tore me up Stay tuned for part 4 – Dick in the alley in trade and fresh jail dick

A ripe guy wins in my book every time, sometimes it can be better than poppers!