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I walked out of the shower and walked into my room and stopped at my full mirror. I admired my hard work at making my body into my masterpiece. I worked hard every day growing up in the gym making large strides to make myself look like a porn star and now I am 19 and I have achieved my goal for how I look and now I am looking to complete my next desire and challenge. I looked in the mirror and saw the water dripping down my hard body of muscle and admired how it made my body shine in the light. I couldn't help but flex my arms and see the muscles in them buldge and I was starting to turn myself on and my 7-inch thick cock was starting to stiffen. I turned around and admired my back muscles and my hard toned ass as well. I couldn't stop myself from circling my index finger around my puckering ass and slid it all the way in on the first try and moaned and added a second one to the first. I started to pump both of them in and out of my hole and when I felt myself close to cumming I had to stop so I wouldn't spoil my plans. I stood up and again looked into the mirror but this time I wasn't looking at myself. I glanced at the calendar I had put up at the corner of the mirror and looked at today's date where there was a biohazard symbol drawn in the box. I had planned for today to go out and try to receive the best gift I have heard of to try and get. I had been searching through the internet and seen so many first-hand accounts about guys who love looking for poz sex and how awesome it feels to have all inhibitions dropped and just enjoy everything that comes with bareback sex. I had been on Prep for so long just to save myself for my 19th birthday to finally get pozzed. I did some research on some hotspots where it was known for some quick hookups as well as a well known gay bathhouse and made a few posts on here about what I am looking for and added a good torso and ass pic to help anyone who was interested. I took a black sharpie and wrote on the small of my back "Mark your status" and then I wrote poz above my left ass cheek and neg on my right one so I can keep track of my progress through the day. I picked out my sexiest jockstrap and my sexiest tanktop and shorts and started to make my way to the first spot on my list. I pulled into the parking lot of one of the parks I found that was supposed to be a very popular spot and looked around. I liked the distance from where the parking lot and picnic tables were from the bathrooms and that I could see many cars around the lot so my spirits were high. I walked to the bathroom and like the size of it when I got in. It was very clean and very private as well as large which is why I understood why this was a popular place. I walked to the last stall and got myself ready hoping someone would discover me soon enough. I placed the marker I brought with me on the elastic of my jockstrap so it could be used and got onto my belly with my ass up in the air ready and excited. It didn't take long before I heard the sound of the door open and heavy footfalls heading in my direction. My heartbeat picked up with excitement that I was hopefully about to get my first cock of many for the day. Sure enough, the door to my stall opened up and I just stayed there in anticipation for what hopefully was going to happen. I felt this man's hands run across my ass and it sent shivers running through my body it felt so amazing. He took his time feeling up my ass and pushing his fingers into my hole making me whimper in pleasure. I could hear this man unbuckle his pants and then start to slide his cock up and down my crack. It felt thick and heavy and my blood was pumping deep in my head and I took a long hit of poppers that I had right as this man started to push in my first cock of many to start the day out right. My head was swimming as I was bottoming out on what felt like maybe a 10-inch cock. I reached under myself to feel this mans balls and he had a nice set of large low hangers to go with this tool of a cock pumping into my boy pussy. He must have liked the attention I gave to his balls because he was moaning and started to pick up his speed on my ass. I took another hit of poppers as this man started to piston fuck me. His balls felt amazing hitting my taint and I could tell he was getting close to unloading into me and when I felt his cock start to spasm he slammed it into me bringing me over the edge and made me cum in my jockstrap. He stayed there in me panting and catching his breath until he felt he could get up. I shivered a bit more when he started to pull his softening cock out of my ass and I heard a sloppy pop as it left my gaping hole. He took the marker from my jock and placed a tally mark on my left cheek to tell me I took my first poz cock of the day which made me so happy. Once the man left I reached behind and scooped up some of his load from my ass and brought it up to my mouth to eat it and it was then I noticed a bit of a pink streak through it and new that he made me bleed a bit and I was more excited because now it was a better chance of me being pozzed today.

Part 7 The fuck I received was a reward for bringing Bruce over. Bruce was getting fucked more intensely them I had ever been. I kept hearing him meeting referred to as a ‘pig’ and I had a good idea what that meant. It meant that Bruce was going to be changed from this innocent gay boi into a dirty fuck toy. He was going to learn how to do all sorts of extreme things that I'd never me asked to do. As the day progressed I thought I saw Bruce being forced to drink a guys piss straight from his dick. He also was double fucked numerous times as well as having his of all shapes and sizes shoved up his ass. It was also at this point I started to feel not that great as Steven finally took his turn at my ass. It had been almost a week since Steven had last fucked me. I really liked getting Steven’s horse cock plunging deep inside me and especially loved it when he would breed me over and over again. This time as he filed me with his poz load he looked into my eyes and could tell I was not feeling well. Steven wouldn’t let anyone else fuck me after he was done breeding me and sent me home to bed trekking me, “Looks like my little high price whore has finally got the fuck flu. You are to call me when your feeling better and ready to fuck. I have a number of people who will want your high viral load cum once you are done sero converting.” After the week with my older brother and now my time working as Steven's whore I learned that I was exposed to HIV and knew I was expected to become HIV+. As I drove home the thought that what coursed through my brother’s veins, and her possibly Steven’s veins, was at this very moment changing my body from a clean cut jock into a positive whore had my dick hard as a rock. When I got home I climbed into bed with the cum I got at Steven's still stewing inside my ass. I called Jason to tell him all about Bruce and my fuck flu. Steven was excited for me and let me know he was in his way to Steven's to help with training Bruce to be a pig. I spent the weekend in bed and all the time I was horny as fuck, I must have jerked my cock half a dozed times a day. On Tuesday I was starting to feel a little better when Bruce surprised me by coming into my room after my parents had left for work. They had let him in as they left the house. He told me that he spent 2 days doing with a could days over the past weekend at Steven's and enjoyed every thing he did with Steven and his friends. Bruce added, “Thank you for introducing me to Tina and Steven. I now work for him with a select group.” I knew that Steven was looking for a new boy to pick for one that recently…… let’s just say ‘he left’. This boy was an extreme leather boy who was into BDSM and a particular client paid Steven a large sum of cash for the boy’s ass on a permanent basis. Steven told me about this when I mentioned Bruce to him and the plan to corrupt him was hatched. Steven said he can turn any boy into a leather pig, even one as straight laced as Bruce was with Miss Tina. Tina is what turned me from a straight jock into a Tina whore. Steven selling this boy made me wonder if he'd ever sell me to someone. He told me, “I can make more money on my ass with the high price clientele I was going to service then he made selling this boy off. I need another boy to fill the role and with Tina I’m going to turn Bruce into a leather pig.” As I sat up in bed with my sheets barely covering my raging hard cock, Bruce asked me “Do you have any Tina, I could use a hit.” Bruce licked his lips as he stared at my hard cock that was very noticeable through my sheets. I Reached into the table next to my bed as Bruce quickly stripped as i pulled out my kit. Bruce quickly began to suck my cock as I pulled out my pipe. He paused his cock sucking to ask me, “Got any points, I’d prefer to slam if you know how.” I put the pipe on the table next to my bed and pulled out 2 fresh new rigs asking Bruce, “How many times did you slam while at Steven’s?” Bruce surprised me when he answered, “If I remember correctly I was given a slam every 2 hours so I’d have to say at least 18.” I know the week that my bro hey me high I may have been slammed a total of 18 over the week. Although, when I met Steven for the first time I was slammed over half a dozen times. I remember being slammed 3 times during the 9 hours I was at his place and at the party that night I received 4 maybe 5 slams. I had both slams ready when Bruce lubed up my rock hard cock and slid his ass down on it ready to ride my cock right after I administer his slam. I applied the tourniquet, you’d a good vein and gave him his slam. After I removed the tourniquet and he began to cough I realized why Steven enjoys slamming guys when they are in his cock. I quickly administered my own slam and as I coughed out Bruce began to work his ass I my cock. I could tell he had learned a few things in his time with Steven. He quickly brought me to my first orgasm (from fucking) in days. After he milked that load of me he continued to river my cock until he got a second load from me and speaking for the first time “Fuck yeah, give me that dirty cum.” I wasn’t sure if he knew what he said and what it meant or if he was parroting what he had heard woke at Steven's. I knew that there was a lot of poz talk going on with Bruce, but I wasn’t sure if he knew the meaning. After I dumped that second load I took control of fucking him. I pushed him over telling him “Get on your hands and knees bitch.” He quickly complied as I mounted his ass, pushed his upper back down to the mattress so that his back arched and giving me the best access to his hole. I then proceeded to pound the hell out of him occasionally slapping his ass I the process. Bruce then answered my internal questioning when he said, “Fuck yeah, give me that poz cock.” Bruce then let me know that Steven told him to come over and check on me and if possible you get high with me and get me to need his ass with my poz cum. Bruce’s conversion to pig was so complete I even tied him up and fucked a could more loads into him before we you a break for a swim. During the swim break I texted Steven, ‘bruce came over, planted several poz loads into his neg ass’ He replied, ‘sounds good, have several special jobs for you this weekend’ I asked ‘special jobs?’ To which he answered, ‘yes special, they are guys that are looking to becum poz and with your growing viral load you’re the prefect person to convert them……I want to use this for a while until I put you on meds’ My answer was short and simple, ‘cool' The idea of converting willing guys had me turned on and hard again. Bruce noticed my rock hard cock and without saying a word we went back to my room for a could more slams and my breeding him. He took 4 more loads from me before my parents got home and he left. Before he left me asked “Can I come over later in the week for more of your cum?’ Knowing I’d need to save my poz juice for the weekend’s paying customers I had to tell him “No.” It was agonizing trying not to cum the rest of the week, but when I finally got to Friday and the first client I was ready. Friday morning Steven texted me to stop by his place at 2 pm. I was to pick up supplies before I headed over to my first client of the weekend. I was to party with all of the clients and was told that 3 of then would be partying for their first time. Steven would give me instructor before I met each client. I got up Steven’s he had prepared points for me. Each at was in a bag with a number of it. The instructions were simple, Steven would tell me which bag was for use with each client and the point with the red mark was for my use. He gave me the first clients address telling me, “You will be told by the client what to do when you get there and you are to follow his instructions without question, understood?” I answered him as I only knew how, “Yes sir, I will do as he tells me.” I was given the address and told that I had to be there exactly at 3 pm. I had just enough time to drive over to the guy’s house. I parked in the driveway as instructed and went to the back door. I was to meet myself in and I’d find the client in the bedroom I the left at the end off the hall. I walked in to find a teen aged boy, probably my about 18, tied up with his hand tied to the head board of the bed and his feet tired up to his arms with his hole exposed and gagged.. As I looked the boy over we were joined by an older man. As we walked closer to the bed the man told me, “This is my faggot son. He came out to me last week. I want you to slam him up and you’re to tell him every time you need his neg ass that you’re dumpinga dirty load of poz cum inside his ass.” I now knew why Steven didn’t give me a lot of details, not that I want cared about the situation, actually the idea of giving this kid his very first slam then fucking him full of poz cum had me already rock hard. I decided I’d start to fuck him then slam him up with my cock inside his neg cunt and then I’d slam myself. The bag for this client had 3 points in it, one for me and 2 for the kid. I was to be here about 2½ hours so I figured the kid would get the second slam about an hour later. I stripped and climbed on the bed, applied a little amount of lube on the boy’s hole and slid my cock in an the way. I could see a sign of discomfort as I penetrated the boy as I asked him, “First time getting fucked?” With the gag in his mouth he answered the only way he could by nodding ‘Yes’. The thought that I was the first guy to get inside this boys ass had my cock get even harder as I could tell I was what doing my poz pre cum inside his neg hole. I skillfully applied the tourniquet you guys arm and found a nice plump vein telling the boy, “You better keep still so that you don’t get hurt.” I then slid the needle home, registered the familiar red flash then emptied the contents giving this boy his very first slam. I quickly administered my own then pulled both tourniquets simultaneously. The boy went into a huge coughing fit b only matched by my own coupe of coughs. As he coughed I vent his ass spasm as I began to fuck him. His ass was nice, warm and tight as I returned my cock in and out of his hungry hole. I could tell he was moaning as I was fucking him which caused his father to remove his gag. The first thing his said was, “Fuck yeah, fuck me.” I was turned on by his naivety as I fucked him. He had no clue that he was getting fucked by a poz top, but he was about to learn his fate. As I got closer to breeding him for the first time I spoke to him, “You like that cock fucking you?” He answered, “Fuck yeah, keep fucking me. Please don’t stop.” I then told him, “Trust me bitch, I ain’t gonna stop until I’ve fled you with enough of my cum. I’m gonna bed your ass again and again. In fact, I’m about to bed your ass. You want my cum don’t you?” I could tell he was trying to process what I had just told him when he asked me “You’re not really a condom?” My answer was silent as I was about to blow my poz load deep inside the boy’s ass as I shook my head ‘No'. I could see the panic in his eyes as he tried to push my cock out with his ass muscles and squirmed beneath me as I began to shoot. And as his father wanted me I looked at the boy and let him know, “Fuck yeah, take my dirty load bitch. I’m dumping my HIV positive cum deep inside you boy. I now own your ass bitch.” I kept on fucking him as he began to cry. It had only been about 40 minutes since I first slammed him, but I figured he was ready for the second one. So as I held my cock deep inside his cum filled hole I applied n the tourniquet to his arm and when the same instructions as before for him not to move, I have him his second slam. When I removed the tourniquet me went into a coughing fit that was bigger then his first. I could tell by the expression on his face along with his hard coughing that this slam was much stronger then his first one. It felt great on my cock as I continued to fuck him as he only could moan in pleasure. Between the kids ass convulsing with his coughing, the fact I took his cherry and had given him his first raw fuck and breeding had me ready to dump load number 2. Of course I let him know “Bitch you have me so turned on. You’re gonna feet a second charged load out of me. Fuck here is cums bitch.” I slammed my cock I as deep as I could and knew he cloud feel me shooting my load. Unlike the first time I filled his ass he seemed to be wanting my cum now. The Tina mass changed his mind set at me looked up at me and said “Fuck me, breed me, fill me with your cum.” I replied to him “If my bitch wanting my dirty cum? Is my bitch wanting me to poz his neg ass?” The kid shook his head ‘Yes’ as I continued to fuck him. By the time I dress due I gave him 5 loads of poz cum and for the last 30 to 45 minutes his father untied him. He was so wanting to have the crumb in his ass that his father had ads placed on a few strategic hook-up sites and had a few guys lined up to breed his boy for a price. He was turning his son into his personal whore, one that he told me I could need anytime.

Short Version: For those whose other head won’t allow them to read. I was driving to a larger town to do some shopping. Got hit up by a guy on Growlr who invited me over, so I changed direction and drove about 30 minutes out of the way. That guy flaked and as I was leaving town this other guy hit me up on Grindr and said he needed to fuck, so we met. Nice looking black guy 5’11, 165lbs, lean, shaved body, decently hung and the chemistry was instant. We did all the foreplay and he fucked me with a condom. It was suppose to have been a quickie but I got him hard again while he was cleaning up and we started over. The second time he had me on my back at the edge of the bed my legs over his shoulders and he pounded me hard for ten minutes or so, and then it happened. I was laying there content as I could be. He started grunting and moaning and I felt this warm sensation filling my hole. I knew instantly it was his load, but this was the first time I had ever felt a guys cum actually fill me. Needless to say my heart skipped a beat and I was already wanting more when he said “Oh, dude the condom slipped off.” I told him it wasn’t a big deal I was on Prep. So we just kept fucking the rest of the afternoon. I think five or six times and that many loads minus the first wasted one. When I got home I sat on the toilet, and it was no wonder I felt his cum filling me. This guy must have shot bucket loads, because they just kept pouring out of my ass, so that in the end it looked like there was enough to fill three shot glasses. Long version: For those who have probably gotten the baby batter off the brain I ended up getting the rest of the day off from work after lunch on Thursday. So I decided to go to one of the larger towns and test my credit limit. I live in the Texas Panhandle so it’s an hour and half or two hour drive to any decent sized town. Which means that while driving, I sit there and play on hookup apps seeing who’s in each town I pass through. I got hit up by this hispanic guy on Growlr who said he was in heat and wanted to play. I bought his line and changed direction, he wasn’t far about thirty forty minutes out of my way and I needed to fuck. When I got ten miles from that guy I started telling him I was close, I don’t know if he lost interest while I was driving or was just a flake period, but he stopped responding. It was a small town with less than 3000 people, so I kind of hovered around town just looking at it and waiting to see if that guy would respond. Then I got a hit on Grindr. He was an middle aged black guy late forties, but he was what you would call my cup of tea. He asked me what I was doing, I told him I just got flaked on and was about to leave town. He said, “Why, I need to fuck.” I said “Awesome that’s what I wanted to hear.” We exchanged some nudes and I told him I was traveling and asked if I would be able to clean up at his house. He said the house was rented and the water wasn’t turned on yet, which kind of excited me. I love fucking in places that really weren’t meant for it. I said no big deal. Because when I travel I have a little leather shaving box in which I keep condoms, lube, a butt plug to loosen up with, and douching things. He sent me the address, and on the way over I stopped at a gas station and bought two gallons of water. I drove to the house. It was run down with a bad roof and overgrown lawn. I was instantly turned on. He came to the door and I got my first look at him. I do believe count me in on all fours was the motto I took when I saw him. I went in with my water and little fuck kit, we said the heys and how are yas. The inside of the house was also run down, the ceiling falling in from the leaks in the roof, old cloth furniture and dirty carpet. I set the stuff down and we walked into the bedroom. I turned around and started kissing him, running my hands over his cloths to get a feel for his body. He was a good looking guy, shaved head, tall, and thin. The kissing must have tickled him the right way because he was all over me and we started undressing. I got out of my cloths faster than a guy in a moo moo could but he fucking teased me leaving his blue boxer briefs on hiding a nice bulge. I pulled him down on the bed and we kissed for a bit getting the feel of each other. The chemistry was instant though. He stood up and I pulled his underwear down and got the sight I had been craving. This guy was gorgeous, he was lean with a slight six pack sinuous legs and muscular shoulders and arms, he was light skinned with a shaved head and thin mustache, full lips, firm tight ass that I found while we were making out, and he was hung. He stood up I pulled the underwear down and there was this semi firm uncut cock handing about seven inches soft. It made that perfect little water fall that hung cocks do, with the head dangling below the balls. It was a good girth, enough to fill a hole but wouldn’t bring you to tears or tears when you first try to take it. I was sitting on the side of the bed and I took his cock in my mouth and started working his head until he got hard, I pulled him down on the bed getting him on his back and worked him awhile just enjoying the size. He asked me if I thought I would be able to take his cock, I knew it wouldn’t any trouble but I told him, “Probably or I guess I’ll scream trying.” He laughed and got off the bed and pulled a condom from a drawer, I got in my little fuck kit and gave him a single use lube packet. I got him on his back again, I like to sit on a cock and take it in my sweet time. I sucked him hard again put the condom in my mouth and rolled it down his shaft with my lips. I blew him long enough to lube up, then I mounted him cowgirl and started in on his cock. I was wrong about the girth, the fucker was fat, and it took me a beat and some of that “hurts so good” to get it balls deep. Of course he didn’t mind, his cock was rock hard which was helpful. Once I started riding him with ease he had had enough of that position he pulled me off stood up beside the bed and told me to bend over and leave my knees on the edge of the mattress, he slid back in and started pumping me hard. We had a little misunderstanding I said, “Oh man that’s it” and he though I was petering out, I said “ No man, that’s the fucking spot.” Which was all he needed to hear. He got in balls deep and just started thrusting as hard as he could which made my cock start oozing. We did that for about five minutes before I started getting leg cramps. Now I had to made a delicate move here, which was to get him to pull out and on his back so I could start riding him again, and as we all know getting between a top and a hole is like getting between a dog and his food. I semi pulled it off. I grabbed his arm and kind of twisted him around onto the bed, he got what I was going for. But he got off kilter and half his body ended up hanging off the mattress; one leg, shoulder, and ass cheek hanging off. I just went with it rather than trying to get him back on the the bed fully. I mounded him one leg folded on the bed and the other standing up off the floor, and I just started impaling myself hard on is cock. I started pinching his nipples which sent him over the edge, in less than a minute he started moaning. He pulled my hips down and blew his first load in the condom. We stayed in that position with me softly grinding on his cock until it went soft. He got up and walked into the bathroom and started using the water I had brought to wipe his cock off. I came in behind him and we had a little chitchat while cleaning up. He told me how good I was, and I told him he could have all he wanted when he got ready again so I started kissing and licking the back of his neck and nibbled his ear lobe. Just like that he said, “I’m ready now.” We walked back into the bedroom. For some reason he liked to do things standing so he sat me on the side of the bed and held his cock in one hand and grabbed my head with the other and put my mouth on his cock, and he throat fucked me for a few minutes. He got rock hard again and I couldn’t deep throat anymore so he grabbed another condom from the drawer pushed me on my back and slipped it on, he pulled my legs over his shoulders spit on my hole and slid his cock back in. Apparently he wasn’t at all tired from the last go around because he fucking pounded my ass so hard and good that I could feel him bottoming out. I was in ecstasy this time, not that the first wasn’t great, but I was comfortable this time. On my back, my legs in a good position and I was being reamed beyond expectation. Then he did something that drove me wild. He had shave balls and his pubes were trimmed short in a rectangular patch. His little landing strip was about two inched wide and the hair was coarse which is what put me over the edge. When he bent down to kiss me he drove that coarse hair into my perineum grinding it in, and that scratched an itch I didn’t know I had. This made me break my don’t cum first rule by blowing a load all over my stomach and chest. Seeing the cum really got him going and he stood back up off the bed took hold of my knees and just pounded the shit out of me (not literally of course). This is when it happened. Something I have read and heard time and again from guys, which is that they feel cum filling their holes. I had never felt a guys load when he shot it even though I fuck raw whenever given the chance. They guy started moaning again and I knew he was close, so I was just waiting on him to finish since I had blown my load he was wearing the condom. Then I felt a very warm thick sensation in my ass. I knew instantly it was his load, and it excited me so much because I had never felt that before and because I could feel the warmth keep growing. I wanted him to stay in, so I pulled him down to and we kissed for a while until he got soft again and his cock slipped out. He stood up and I laid there sound as a pound, savoring. He said, “Oh. Dude the condom slipped off,” I said, “It’s no big deal to me I’m taking prep.” He gave me this slight smile and cooly said “Oh. Ok.” Okay my ass. With that smile and the gleam in his eye I just know the “Come on Down” theme from the Price is Right was playing in his head. After that session, the guy was needing a cigarette bad but was out. So we got in my car and drove down to the store got the smokes, something to drink, and went back to his house. He barely made it in the door before he was ripping the pack open. He lit one in the living room while I stripped again as fast as my pants would allow and then started in on him. I walked back into his room to get something I came back and he was sitting all man spread on the couch playing on his phone, smoking, and there was that gorgeous fucking cock draped over his balls. I pulled the coffee table back got on my knees and started giving him head while he smoked. I stood up to get him to go back to the bed and he grabbed my dick, which was hard from all the foreplay, and started sucking me. This was a nice surprise. The guy was definitely a top though because that lasted about a minute. Anyway that’s not what I wanted that day anyway. We went back into the room and fucked at least three maybe four more times, each time with those condoms in their proper fucking place. Hidden in the drawer. So after three hours of fucking he was getting tired and in that limped dick heaven state of mind, so I just lay there and he fucked me missionary for at least thirty minutes. It was hot, we kept lips locked whenever I wasn’t licking his neck and shoulders or nibbling his ears. The heat between us built up and it got really sweaty which is another one of those tactile feelings I love. You know, two bodies slick and gliding on each other. He got a little stiff legged fucking so long so he stood on the side of the bed again and finished fucking me doggie. I don’t know if it was because this last fuck had more intimacy or that it took the longest but after five or six loads this was his hardest orgasm. He started moaning again saying “oh fuck, oh fuck,” like he could barely get the words out it felt so good. He thrust hard and collapsed onto my back pushing me into the bed. And there it was again, a final warm gush in my ass. I didn't feel the others except that first one but this one I did. We lay like that, him on top of me, for awhile. Even after his cock went soft it just stayed in my hole right where I wanted it. Eventually someones phone rang and that was it. I got up, got dressed, fixed my hair so I didn’t look like I had been fucked all afternoon and went home. When I got home I trusted a fart and my underwear got sort of wet, so I sat on the toilet and deposited what he deposited. It floored me. I looked down into the bowl and there was already a massive load but it just kept coming. I didn’t get to see the cum in the condom but that guy must have just gushed fountains. By the time I was satisfied I had dumped it all, I know those loads would have easily filled three shot glasses.

15 minutes from where I live in Amsterdam there’s this refugee centre with a small park behind it. Monday I decided to go there and see if there were some refugee guys hanging. I saw one guy smoking and I decided to say hi and we started talking a little, I could barely understand him though. A few minutes later I told him I would suck his dick if he wanted me to, something he did understand I saw he was hesitated so I walked to a more private space and sat down on my knees. He came up to me and I unzipped his pants. His dick was thick and hairy. I started deep throating him right away. I could tell he was looking around him to make sure no one would walk in, but at the same time I could feel his cock throbbing in my mouth. He grabbed my head and started throatfucking me hard and rough. He kept moaning louder and louder getting ready to cum but then I stopped, turned over and put down my pants. I was wearing a pink jockstrap and bend over to show him my my smooth pink hole. No hesitation this time, he sat down on his knees and started fucking my ass. I already had taken 2 loads earlier that day from a regular so my hole was nice and loose. He started fucking me super hard and rough right away. I tried not to moan as loud as I usually do. I think in less than a minute he shot his load in me. He pulled out and I told him “Thank you.” he laughed and said he had to go back inside. I gave him my number and tried telling him that if he wanted to unload or use a slut all he had to do was hit me up and I’d be on my way. Not sure if he understood me though, lol. But we’ll see! I walked in the park for another 20 minutes trying to get more cock but it didn’t happen, there was only one other guy texting on his phone. I’m definitely going back there more often to see if there’s more guys willing to use and breed me though. I think welcoming these real men here with an open mouth and hole is the least thing I could do! Will definitely keep you guys posted on hopefully more adventures to come there.

Again... Thanks to TexasTwink for inspiring this story... Seriously, guys. Follow him. Chapter 2. We entered Sam’s basement playroom to see the twink already in position, with his curvy butt cheeks beautifully framed by his jockstrap right at the edge of the sling, ready to get fucked, raw or otherwise. He huffed his poppers as I knelt down and dove into his beautiful ass. I lapped at his hole, with Ron’s big hands spreading his cheeks as wide as they’d go. Mike and Bill started fingering his ass as I spit onto the twink’s loosening hole. Sam told the boy he was going to go first. The twink nodded and took another big huff of poppers. I stepped aside as Sam opened the fresh condom and unrolled it onto his meaty cock. Sam is very well hung and that condom barely rolled halfway down his dick. He slapped it against the twink’s crack and jabbed it into him. The twink winced but knew better than to ask Sam to enter him slowly. Sam hammered his hips into the twink as I knelt down and sucked Pedro’s cock. Sam asked the twink, ‘Do you want me to fill up this condom or let another guy have a go?’ The twink moaned, ‘Use me… Please use me…’ He reminded the twink that they hadn’t discussed the status of any of the guys about to fuck and eventually breed him. The twink just moaned realizing he was likely to take raw POZ cock. Sam pulled out and his meaty cock drooped down. The rubber had rolled down and his cock was far from fully hard. He shrugged and said, ‘I hate condoms…’ Pedro grabbed Sam’s balls and pulled his hand back taking the condom with it. He rolled it inside out over his uncut cock. Of course, it was smeared with Sam’s copious precum, which now oozed into the twink’s guts as Pedro slid forward. I knelt down to get Sam fully hard again with my throat. The twink groaned as Pedro opened him up. Pedro leaned forward so his face was right over the twink’s. ‘Take a hit, slut….’ And he did. Pedro rocked his hips slowly but forcefully. ‘Feel that rush, slut.’ The twink exhaled and allowed the rocking of the sling to let Pedro go as deeply as he could. Pedro pulled out, his cock only at half mast, spongy from the condom dulling his sensation. Pedro yanked the condom off. I was surprised it had lasted through two aggressive dominant tops. He rolled the used rubber down onto Ron’s stubby thick toxic tool. Ron stabbed into the twink’s ass and fucked hard for a few minutes. He pulled out, and I suckled his softened dick. I tasted the fuck juices on the condom and handed it to Mike who reluctantly put it on. Mike almost instantly lost his hard on but managed to get his cock into the twink for a few thrusts before shaking his head and pulling out. Bill turned the condom inside out so his partner’s POZ precum was slick on the outside. Bill sneered at the twink as he slid in, hissing, ‘Your guts are being lubed with toxic precum? You like that, slut?’ The twink just moaned and took another hit of poppers. ‘This rubber won’t last much longer, pig. Then, you’ll get a full dose…’ The twink took another deep hit. ‘You like that,’ he egged the twink on… ‘You do. Pig…’ Pedro had snuck up right behind Bill and asked Sam over his shoulder, ‘I have an idea. He into piss?’ The twink’s eyes opened wide. Sam shrugged and said to ask him. The twink nodded vigorously. Here was this beautiful twink already fucked by multiple strangers more-or-less safely but lined with POZ precum, and naturally he was a piss pig too. Pedro tapped on Bill’s shoulder and nodded that it was his turn. He yanked the battered condom off of Bill’s hard cock and pulled it down hard onto his own dick. Pedro grinned and pushed his hips forward. The twink squirmed on his cock. Pedro held his position and I realized that he was pissing into the condom on his cock. I swear I heard a pop and then piss started to slosh out of the twink’s hole. Pedro ripped that rubber apart with a big load of piss. Pedro pulled out and the shredded condom was on the base of his cock, looking more like a cockring than any kind of protection. Ron pulled it off of Pedro’s glistening dick and pulled it down around his balls. I suckled Pedro and Sam back and forth as Ron stepped up to the twink’s ass. He entered him, the first fully bare cock of the night. He groaned loudly enjoying the twink’s silky wet hole without any latex in the way. He grabbed the chains and wrapped his arm so the twink could see the biohazard tattoo. He licked his tattoo and spit in the twink’s face. The twink was overwhelmed with pleasure he’d never before allowed himself. Mike and Bill oinked and held the poppers under the twink’s nose. He was really flying. Ron would pound a few strokes, then pull out, allowing Pedro’s piss to drool out of his loosened ass. Sam stood behind Ron and let his cock brush against his POZ hole. Sam held his cock straight out and it slid easily into Ron’s well-used well-fucked seasoned ass. Ron loved having a bare cock in him as he raw-pummeled the twink. He began to quiver and came deep in the twink’s ass. Without a pause, Sam pulled Ron aside and slid into the twink. Ron’s fresh load, ass juice, and Pedro’s piss made for a wet fuck and Sam bred the twink as he moaned loudly. Mike laid down on a mattress and Bill and I hoisted the twink out of the sling and onto Mike’s thick POZ cock. Bill forced the twink’s sweaty body down and slid his own dick into the twink alongside his partner. This twink was full of two raw POZ cocks opening him up wider than ever before. Mike was mostly still with Bill plowing into the twink doing the hard fucking. Mike looked into the twink’s face and told him he was about to take two more POZ loads. He came inside the twink as Bill kept fucking, sending a stream of runny cum sloshing out of the twink’s used-up ass. Bill came too and pulled out. I dove in and lapped at the twink’s hole. I filled my mouth with seed and spit it down onto my own cock. Pedro handed me the shredded rubber and I sucked the goo off of it and let it drool into the twink’s open mouth. I got on my back and aimed my dick straight up. The twink lowered his ass down onto me and I slid inside him. He threw his head back and whimpered. He bounced up and down on my cock as globs of cum poured out of him and onto my balls. He pulled off and lapped up the spilled seed. He climbed back on and rode for a few minutes. The guys circled us as they jerked off into the twink’s face. Sam and Ron came again bathing the twink in cum. He guzzled as fast as he could and Mike and Bill came again too, shooting their loads all over his chest. Pedro mopped up the cum with his hands and fingered it into the twink alongside my cock. That sticky wetness sent me over the edge and I bred the twink deeply. He finally reached down to his jockstrap pouch and pulled out his own beautiful cock. Sam aimed his hand at the twin’s used fuckhole, and forced at least a few fingers inside him. The twink jerked frantically and shot perhaps his last NEG load all over my chest. He rolled forward and collapsed onto me in a sweaty heap. He closed his eyes saying over and over, ‘Thank you. Thanks guys. I really needed this. Thank you…’ I got up and Ron covered the twink with a cummy towel. We headed back upstairs to give him a few minutes to nap. Upstairs, we clinked a few beer bottles. Sam asked if we’d had fun, and of course we had. The guys left one by one and in pairs until it was just me and Sam. We opened another bottle of beer as the twink came meekly up the stairs. In just his jockstrap, he bent over a counter and showed us his red juicy ass. I couldn’t help but dive back in and lap at all of the cum running out of his hole and down his thighs. He had to head to the airport for an early flight, but promised he’d let Sam know the next time he was passing through. Now that he’d felt raw cocks inside of him, he’d never go back to asking tops to ‘please… use a condom…’

From the look in Ben’s eyes I could tell that Louis was now inside him. With the lack of movement, Louis was probably letting him get used to his cock before the real fucking would begin. My mouth met Ben’s and I began kissing him and a moment later Louis started rolling his hips. I couldn’t tell if Ben was whimpering into our kiss or if it was short moans. I ended the kiss and worked my way down his body - licking, biting, kissing, sucking on whatever I found. Of course, I reached my goal when I had Ben’s rock hard cock in my mouth. I played with his cock, tugged on the ring with my teeth, licked his balls and sucked it down to the base. As Louis got into more of a rhythm, I let Ben fuck my mouth with Louis’ thrusts. It didn’t take long before I realized that Ben was doing most of the work - fucking my throat and then fucking himself on Louis’ shaft. I decided to let Louis take him all the way so that I’d have a nice creamy hole to fuck. Louis would let Ben ride his cock for a few minutes and then start pounding to meet Ben’s backward thrusts. They did that cycle a few times. Ben’s pierced cock would punch into my throat and I would squeeze as hard as I could around it as he pulled back. Louis started drilling harder and I reached back, cupping his balls. They felt heavy, but it was only temporary. The harder he fucked, the harder it was to hold on to his nut sack. I felt it start to tighten up and I knew Louis was almost there. “FUUUCCKKK!!!” growled Louis as he slammed in one more time, planting Ben’s cock into my throat again. I could feel Louis’ body shake from the orgasm and it transmit through Ben’s body. Louis pulled back and rammed in again, surely shooting another few ropes of pearly white cream into Ben’s gut. I felt Ben’s cock start to throb in my mouth so I pulled back a bit to feel his cock spray the inside of my mouth with his load. I sucked the last bits of cum out of Ben’s dick and stood up. Both Ben and Louis were breathing heavy and Louis was still planted inside Ben’s hole. I gave them a few moments to come down from the rush and then said “I hope you’re up for more.” Ben nodded and I moved around behind him. Louis’ cock plopped out and I could see the sheen of cum covering it. My cock slid easily into Ben’s chute. I only got halfway in when Ben started pushing back. I chuckled as I wrapped my arm around him and thrust the rest of the way in. My hips started rocking and my cock was sliding in and out of Ben’s very sloppy hole. I wondered if all of that cum was Louis’ or if Ben had gotten bred earlier too. Based on his eagerness to get fucked, I kind of doubted that Ben got fucked as much as he wanted, but you never know. Sluts come in all shapes and sizes and from anywhere in the world. After a few minutes of fucking Ben upright with my chest against his back, I bent him over. Louis caught on and took his place feeding his sperm covered shaft to Ben’s mouth. Ben did have a good ass to fuck and he was good at using his ass muscles to show his appreciation. I rested my hands on Ben’s hips and picked up the pace. I love the sound when a cock plows into a well bred hole and with the background noise of the birds chirping, the rushing water from the creek nearby and the sun beating down on us it was a beautiful day. I kept varying the speed of my strokes and occasionally grinding my hips on Ben’s lightly furred ass. I wanted this to last a long time but eventually the sensations took me to the point of no return. I put my hands on Ben’s shoulders and pulled back a bit, taking him off Louis’ cock. The thrusts got harder and slower as my balls churned away. I planted my cock in deep and let it roar. The spurts were strong and plentiful. I moaned as the shots kept coming until finally they started to fade. I pulled Ben the rest of the way up and when my chest stopped heaving I kissed the back of his neck and said “Thanks, Ben.” Louis moved back in and began kissing Ben while working his nips. A minute later Louis looked at Ben and said “Want some more?” I chuckled and thought of Louis as the energizer bunny. Apparently he had gotten fucked too much lately and his cock wanted equal time. I pulled my softening cock out of Ben’s ass and Louis guided Ben over to the truck. Ben bent over the back of the truck with no further help. I guessed that he had fucked like this many times before. Seconds later, Louis was plowing back into Ben’s pussy. I stood back and watched Louis fuck Ben and my cock quickly got hard again. I stroked my cock and then licked the cum off my hand. I kept watching Louis fuck Ben and wished once again I had a video camera capturing the action. I moved a bit and got a different angle, which was just as hot. I realized that I liked watching Louis fuck other guys. It wasn’t as good as when we fucked, but it was a close second. I moved again, getting closer to the bikes. I picked up my leather jacket and then moved back behind the pickup truck and laid my jacket down on the ground. I wanted my next fuck to be missionary so I could look into Ben’s eyes as I fucked and bred him. The coat would provide a little cushion from the hard dirt. Louis didn’t last as long as the first time and I heard him start to grunt. Ben yelled out “Fuck yeah!” as Louis buried his cock into him and added another load of cum. I stood there waiting for them to stand up and pull apart, but Louis just laid there on Ben’s back holding him tight. “Ahem” I said and they both turned to me with big smiles on their faces. They stood up and I told Ben “Over here, on your back.” Ben gave me a nod, laid down on my jacket and pulled his legs back. I pushed my jeans down until they were bunched up above my boots and kneeled down. I pushed him back further and then licked around his cummy hole. His thighs were coated in cum and I mopped it up with my beard before I dug my tongue into his hole. There was a lot of cum in there and the taste was heavenly. As much as I wanted to eat Ben’s ass for hours I needed to fuck him again too. I lowered him back down and my cock slipped into his hungry hole. Once I bottomed out, Ben wrapped his legs around me and I started to piston his cunt. My face was inches away from Ben’s and our eyes were locked. I fucked harder and then slower, mixing up all of the seed inside him. I tried forcing my cock to rub against his prostate and once I got the right angle, Ben’s cock started oozing precum. “Oh god yeah… just like that… oh fuck… harder, sir… OH FUCK… I’m gonna cum” Ben said. The expression on his face told me he was trying not to cum. I wasn’t sure if he was waiting for permission or if he felt as a bottom he shouldn’t cum. I don’t think a guy should ever deny himself an orgasm during sex, so I nodded at him and said “Do it, boy. Cover us with your load.” As soon as I said it, I felt Ben’s cock pulse between us and a few spurts hit my beard. His sphincter spasmed around my cock and I started dumping more of my jizz into his gut. After we both finished shooting, I laid down on top of Ben, so that I could coat my torso with his sweat and cum. I leaned in and kissed him before leaning back and pulling out. I stood up and saw Louis with his cock in his hand, stroking, and wondered if he had any more cum to shoot. I reached down and pulled Ben to his feet. “Holy shit. That was the hottest fuck I’ve ever had” Ben said. Louis and I were both nodding. While I’ve had hotter ones they weren’t way better and it had been a while. Ben was a great fuck who knew how to work his ass and mouth and was really fun to be with. It was nice to see Louis start to get more assertive, too. I pulled up my jeans and then pulled both Louis and Ben in for a long three way kiss. The sun was dipping lower in the sky and I knew we needed to start on our way home. “Thanks, Ben. I’m glad we could meet up. I’d love to do this again some time” I said after we separated. Ben reached down and picked up his shorts and then my jacket. “Definitely. You have my number” Ben replied. Louis slapped Ben’s ass and ended up covering his hand with cum. He laughed and licked it clean. Ben pulled his shorts on and then slipped back into his work boots. Louis and I went back to our bikes and put our shirts on and I put my jacket back on. I knew we both smelled of cum, but it was going to make the ride back home more enjoyable. “See ya around” I said as I hit the starter. Louis followed suit and we headed back to the highway. When we stopped for gas I’m sure people thought I was crazy with the huge grin I had on my face. It was one of those hookups that turns out perfect in every way.

Did a daddy/son tagteam once. Son was 18, senior in high school. I was 22, right out of college. Son had a great body... daddy had a big dick. I was the clear winner. 😉

Part 35 - A New Year Daniel looked over the reservations and juggled the maintenance schedule for two suites in order to cater for the last minute booking that was to be kept quiet as it was a surprise for Mark and Ben, Steve was taking care of the arrangements for the private new years eve party that was to be held in Mark and Ben's suite as it was large enough to hold the number of guests. Jordan was with Mark and Ben as Bobby was doing some photos of them in Salinger Barbados Retreat, a coup for Bobby was that Nicky and Kit had also agreed to be in a couple of the pictures which he knew would definitely hike the selling price for the article. Nicky was so impressed with the photos that she and Kit signed up to be the first big name celebrities with the company, Bobby was so excited that he tried calling David several times but his phone was switched off. Mark and Ben finished at lunchtime then spent the afternoon by themselves relaxing and being with each other, they had a quiet early dinner as Daniel said he wanted to pop by later around 9pm. The first of the limos arrived at 8.00pm with David and Maddy Davenport and Daniel had dressed appropriately for the VIP arrival and escorted them to their suite and informing them that everything was arranged for 9pm. Jordan greeted the second the limo with the 4 boys in, he was suitably impressed by Angelo but bowled over when he saw Ethan exit the limo. As young as he looked his body was superbly defined a result from his workouts every morning with Adam and Angelo. Straight away Adam's gaydar went up and sussed Jordan out, as they walked through the elaborately decorated reception and in to the lounge where they came across Daniel returning from settling in Mark's parents. Adam shook hands with Daniel and looked at Jordan and back at him as Daniel smiled and chuckled knowing that Adam had already uncovered them as a couple. Jordan and Daniel left them to freshen up "I like them" Adam said collapsing on the sofa. Tony shook his head "My Adam so predictable" he laughed as Ethan sat next to Adam. "Got to admit Daniel is pretty hot and Jordan wow" Ethan said in dreamy state. Angelo clipped both of them around the head gently "Get your heads out of the gutter and freshen up" he laughed. Maddy and David were brought to the boys suite by Daniel before they proceeded outside across the Orchid wing pool terrace and the gate leading to Ben and Mark's suite. Daniel opened the gate slightly having heard that the others were outside on the terrace. "Hello hope you are all decent" Daniel called out. Ben walked towards him "Wondered if you were going to turn up!" he said as Daniel opened the gate fully. "What?" Ben stood there taking in the scene then screamed and ran forwards to Ethan. The others looked over to see Angelo, Ethan, Tony, Adam, David and Maddy piling on to the terrace. Cries of joy erupted loudly, Mark ran over to his parents kissing and hugging them before he worked around everyone else. "So this is why I couldn't get hold of you today" Bobby said to David. David was laughing "Sorry it was all last minute, what was so urgent?". "We got an A list movie star signed up, Nicky and her husband Kit" Bobby said boiling over with excitement. David gave Bobby a hug "Well done that is brilliant news". Mark held his mother "What is all this about?" he wiped a tear from his eye overcome with emotion. Maddy laughed "Thought we would celebrate new year with you for a couple of days" she hugged him again. Ethan was busy looking around the suite "Wow this is amazing it's such a lovely hotel" he said to Daniel. Daniel handed Ethan a glass of champagne "Thank you, it's all my mothers work". David grabbed Angelo "How did the meeting go Angelo?" he asked taking a glass of champagne. "Really well" Angelo replied as Ethan came over and held his hand "We are moving to LA" he said. Maddy spotted David's smile as he hugged Angelo and Ethan "What is going on?" she asked. "Angelo and Ethan are moving to LA" David said still beaming. Maddy looked at Angelo "You sold the company?". "No only 50% we are setting up an office in LA to expand" Angelo was about to continue but Maddy stopped him. "You will stay at Liongate until you get properly settled" she said looking at them both. "Absolutely" Ethan said before looking at Angelo "Tell them the rest" he told Angelo. Angelo laughed shaking his head "We got $40 million for half of the company" he told Maddy and David. Ben over heard them "Are you really coming to LA?" he said excitedly. Ethan nodded "Yes" and Ben flung his arms around Ethan almost crying from joy. David put his arm around Angelo "If you need help managing the money you only have to ask". Angelo chuckled "Going to need a lot of help David, it was one hell of a surprise". Jordan, Daniel, Steve and Callum were persuaded to stay on a little longer, Jordan and Steve kept wandering off as they were still on duty and Steve was being trained up to the reigns on in a weeks time, tomorrow would be the turn of Daniel and Callum. During their few weeks back in the UK Lucy had them working at the Salinger London shadowing the duty managers learning the role, to her surprise they took to it with ease and as it turned out were great at managing the staff in the hotel which was one of their trickier hotels to manage. She would be flying out to LA in a few days to oversee the renovations of the new Salinger Los Angeles, Callum and Steve were now also relief managers for the London hotel as they did such a good job there. As usual the hotel was running like clockwork so Jordan and Steve made their way back to the suite carrying coffee in case anyone needed it. Maddy and David said good bye to everyone despite the protests from everyone, but they knew their job was done for the day bringing the lads together. Jordan walked with them escorting them back to their suite. "I guess Daniel and yourself are together?" Maddy asked as they walked through the lounge to the door. Jordan smiled "Yes he wants a Christmas wedding but I just want to marry him whenever". "I see, is there much of a cultural difference you know with Daniel being British" Maddy enquired. Jordan chuckled "Not really, but I have spent a lot of time with Daniel and his family in England". "Ah yes, you must let us to meet his parents at sometime" Maddy said and David agreed. Jordan looked at them "Well they are opening a hotel in at the end of January" he started saying. "That's right I heard about it at the golf club" David said. "I know his mother would jump at the chance of you attending the opening party" Jordan laughed. Maddy laughed "Well then, make it happen Jordan" she said stopping at the door to their suite. Jordan looked seriously at her "You mean you would attend?" he asked unlocking the door. David chuckled "She said she would, but you will have to invite all the guys". Jordan laughed "No problem there, I will speak to Lucy in the morning and sort it out". It wasn't long before Ben had Daniel mostly naked and dragged him off to the bedroom before returning in to the lounge with Daniel wearing Ben's jock strap. Daniel was laughing as Jordan walked in and looked at him smiling and turning to Ben asking how the hell he got Daniel to wear a jock strap, he swooped over and kissed Daniel rubbing his exposed ass cheeks. Daniel had never felt so sexy as he stood there in the arms of Jordan even forgetting that Ben was standing there, but the ever so discreet Ben slipped out as Jordan watched him. "I think Ben was a little upset" Jordan said quietly to Daniel "He has taken a real shine to you". Daniel smiled "They are a great group of guys and Steve and Callum get on well with them". "If you want to let yourself be free around them I really don't mind" Jordan stroked his face. "Oh, I don't know it's a bit full on with them" Daniel sounded unsure. Jordan looked at him "I promised you I would never cheat on you and I stick by that". Daniel kissed him "I know, suppose we will have to use to this if they are going to be friends". Jordan laughed "I never thought about it like that, but your my man never forget that Danny". Daniel and Jordan returned to the terrace where they saw Ethan grab hold of Ben pushing him up against the edge of the pool, Ben was laughing on the surface but incredibly turned on, it was still a strange feeling to him being able to kiss Ethan so freely. Their lips met and in an instance they locked together in a deep kiss, Daniel watched on still trying to fathom the group out. He felt the ping on his ass as Josh pulled the jock strap letting it fling back laughing. Josh put his arm around Daniel's shoulder "Childhood friends these two" he said. "Bizarre" Daniel said and looked at Josh "I mean the way you kiss like this" he turned back to watch them. Josh laughed "It takes time to understand everyone but it's what makes our friendship close". Daniel kissed josh on the cheek "I need a soft drink" he said "and I feel strange wearing this". "Does make you look so sexy" Josh said pinching Daniel's ass "Not bad for a Brit". They grabbed some fruit punches and sat on the sofa with Angelo and Ben climbed out of the pool drying himself off he squeezed on the end of the sofa sitting next to Daniel who put his arm around Ben. He looked at Daniel and smiled but couldn't help thinking of what he must have gone through over the last few weeks. Everyone settled down sitting and chatting away Josh decided to sit on the edge of the pool dangling his feet in and laying back, Mark and Angelo sat cuddled up together talking about LA. Callum was sat in Adam's arms and his legs across Tony's lap when Jordan and Steve reappeared finishing for the night. Steve looked at Jordan "Is this the way American way of friendship?" he asked. Jordan smiled "No, but it's a nice friendship to be able to be so close to each other". Steve nodded "Danny seems to finally be letting himself go again". Jordan put his arm around Steve and kissed him "Oh, what was that for?" Steve asked sounding taken back. "I think our friendship is close enough" Jordan replied, Steve but his arm around Jordan's waist. Bobby who had been laying on one of the sofas sat up making room for them. Steve sat down and ran his hand through Bobby's trimmed beard then then Jordan's 'mmm not sure which one is better' he chuckled then squealed as both of them rubbed each side of Steve's face with their beards unable to escape as their hands held him down on the sofa. Bobby then kissed Steve who laid back and smiled giggling like a girl Callum watched and chuckled in his calm state as Adam continued stroking his chest whilst Tony was giving him a foot massage. Jordan stood up stripped off diving in to the pool to cool down, the rush of water fell on Josh as Jordan climbed out of the pool and sat besides him causing Josh to giggle, he didn't move but watched Jordan laying down mimicking Josh. He looked over and nudged up closer to Jordan until he felt Jordan's arm pushing his head up and cradle it as Josh moved in closer so his head was almost resting against Jordan's chest, he was pretty beat from all the hype of the day and evening as he watched the stars in the sky above them peacefully he dozed off. He was woken by Jordan picking him up and carrying him inside with Bobby walking by his side, Jordan placed him on the bed and gave him a kiss good night. Daniel walked in after having changed out of the jock strap and gave Bobby a kiss good night, Jordan turned to kiss Bobby before leaving them. Ethan woke suddenly hearing the clinking of china, he put on the robe by his bedside and walked in to the lounge to find the butler laying out coffee for the 4 of them, he chuckled to himself as the butler left thinking this was just like being at Liongate. He wandered over to the French doors looking out over the Orchid wing pool area noticing that it was quiet apart from a family of four crossing to pool terrace towards the beach. The family looked up and waved to someone he couldn't see, he looked carefully thinking he recognised the woman before nearly jumping out of his skin and Ben stood at the doors pulling a face. Ethan took a moment before opening the doors "Hell Ben you scared the shit out of me doing that". Ben was laughing "Wakey wakey Ethy" he said kissing him "Come on lets go to the beach for a swim". "Eh? Oh yeah sure, sorry had to much champagne last night, need to change" Ethan replied. Ben followed him in to the bedroom where Angelo laid sprawled out fast asleep, Ben put his finger to his mouth and crept over to the bed sliding under the sheet and proceeded to nuzzle up to Angelo. He murmured in his sleep pulling Ben in to his arms who was finding it hard not to laugh, Ethan picked up his phone and began filming. Ben was now trapped in Angelo's arms as he hugged him, his eyes still closed he kissed Ben on the mouth, he felt Angelo's hand wandering down to his ass giving it a squeeze and rub. His eyes still closed but he smiled 'Your a married man you naughty boy' Angelo said. Ben tweaked Angelo's nipple laughing "How did you know it was me?". Angelo opened one eye "You got a flabby ass" he said laughing and tightening his hold on Ben "you need to work out". Ben rolled on top of Angelo "So happy you are coming to LA" he cuddled up enjoying being in Angelo's arms. Angelo stuck his fingers up at Ethan "Stop filming you dirty whore" he smiled and rolled Ben over. Mark wandered through looking for Ben "Hey that's my husband" he laughed grabbing Ethan's phone. He turned the phone to himself and Ethan and kissed him filming them "Right you swimming?". Ethan nodded "Kiss me again" he said holding Mark who laughed and obliged. Ben called out "Someone help me" he was stuck under Angelo he was showing no sign of letting him go. Mark walked over and looked at him "How many times do you have to be told to be careful". Angelo turned to Mark "Morning Mark" he said leaning over to kiss him. Mark patted Angelo's ass "Don't crush him" he kissed Ben and Angelo rolled over releasing his grip. Ethan brought Angelo a coffee over "You coming to swim?" he asked looking at Angelo with his disarming smile. Angelo sipped his coffee "Stop smiling at me like that you know what it does" he nodded "Yes, are Adam and Tony up yet?". "Not yet" Ethan said grabbing Angelo's swim trunks. Mark sat on the bed "There is one thing, a movie star is on the beach, just be cool she is nice". "I thought I recognised her crossing the pool area" Ethan said excited. Ben grabbed his phone "Leave this here Ethy" he said laughing and watching the video of Angelo and him. Ethan and Ben set off arms around each others shoulders, just like they use to do in school, walking towards the beach whilst Mark waited for Angelo to finish his coffee and get changed, the two boys had only just got to the shore line when Nicky called out to Ben, Ethan stood there giggling repeating her name unable to comprehend her presence and that she knew Ben's name. Ben explained that it was only through Daniel and Jordan that Mark and he met her and reminded Ethan keep mum about anything that goes on as privacy was what she guarded most. By the time Mark and Angelo appeared Ethan was sat in the water with Nicky chatting like old friends, Ben was with Kit playing with the children and even Angelo had to double take, he was introduced as Jordan joined them on the beach for his morning swim. By 8am the beach was pretty packed with the group as Adam, Tony, Bobby and Josh had arrived, Nicky was finding it hard to keep up with everyone but her and Kit were getting to know the names and put them to faces much to everyone's amusement. "What are you doing tonight Nicky?" Mark asked her sitting down. Nicky looked up "Oh dinner then drink in the lounge to celebrate". Mark shook his head "No not good enough, come and have dinner and drinks at ours you know almost everyone". Nicky looked hesitant "What do you mean almost everyone?" she replied. "Oh, my mother and father are here, they will be coming tonight" Mark said nodding as Kit sat down. "Yes we will come" Kit said "Sometimes Nicky just needs to let her hair down". Mark nodded "It is a private party Nicky and please bring the kids as well". "Okay yes, but I do want to meet your mother" Nicky said sounding more excited. Mark laughed "I think she wants to meet you!". "I wondered if this is where you would all be" David said crossing the beach unfazed by Nicky's presence. Kit and David revelled in their new friendship as they paddled around in the water chatting about property in Bel Air and who was on the move until Maddy approached them, Mark swam ashore and exited the water to say hello and introduced her to Nicky and Kit, Steve and Jordan also made an appearance for their morning swim. Steve thankful that Ben, Josh and Ethan were entertaining the children managed to swim a fair bit before returning to shore but not before Josh tried to tease and give chase to him. Jordan sat on the beach next to Maddy and telling her that the invite was all set for the Salinger LA opening party on 31st January and how thrilled Lucy Salinger was that she would be attending. New Years eve was a tropical pool party in the privacy of suite with bountiful food and beverages of all kinds. Bobby took the opportunity to take some photos of Maddy and Nicky as well as some private ones just for the group of friends. It was a long evening and finally all the revellers departed and Mark collapsed on the sofa at 1.30am, Bobby and Josh decided on a late night swim in the pool, Ben fell next to Mark on the sofa and kissed him lovingly, Mark put his arm around Ben and held him close as they watched the guys in the pool trying to ascertain how things between them were progressing. Mark kissed Ben on his head 'Have I told you how much I love you?' he quietly asked kissing him again, Ben snuggled up closer and smiled 'Yes but it never gets boring' he replied stroking Mark's smooth chest. Bobby leaned up against the edge of the pool grinning as he watched Josh swimming towards him, coming to a stop he kissed Bobby's torso as he stood up, reaching Bobby's face they looked at each other intently and as if it was meant to be, their mouths tenderly touched slowly kissing, each one lasting longer and longer until they finally became fully embraced and closed out of the world around them. Mark squeezed Ben as they clearly saw a different side to Josh coming to the surface, they stood and said good night to Bobby and Josh and headed to their bedroom. Bobby jumped out of the pool and held his hands out for Josh who reached up and was pulled cleanly out and on to the terrace coming face to face with him again. "I wish you would come and live with me Josh" Bobby said emotionally stroking his Josh's face. Josh smiled "Why is that?" he asked looking him in the eye. "I think you know how I feel about you Josh, ever since that day in Larchmont" Bobby kissed him waiting. "New year, new friends, new life" Josh ran his hands down Bobby's back "it is a lot to take in". Bobby put his arm around Josh "A new life together?" he asked wondering if he was pushing him to quickly. Josh rested his head against Bobby's shoulder "Don't make me regret it" he replied. Bobby turned Josh and held him in his arms "Never Josh, and I know Maddy will be happy". Josh laughed "Only because I am growing to love you more each day Bobby" he said kissing him. Bobby swept him off his feet and carried him in to the bedroom before placing him down next to the bed, Josh slipped in to the bathroom to shower and wash the pool water off. He let the warm water cascade over his head standing there facing the wall, he smiled feeling Bobby's hand slip around his waist and the unmistakable hardness of his cock pushing in between his ass cheeks. Josh pushed back against Bobby and moaned feeling the friction of his cock pushing open his ass, he gasped and grabbed hold of Bobby's arms as felt more of the cock working it's way deeper inside him, he was so turned on by the way his lover was showing his dominance over him and he could do nothing but melt in the arms securely wrapped around his torso. The water falling over his chest and bounding off his own erect cock as Bobby kissed his neck lightly a first but fast turning in to a harder kissing and biting. Josh gasped an moaned as Bobby's hips began moving in perfect undulating movements allowing Josh to feel that his cock was deep inside, his ass burned from the dry entry but the pleasure he felt was immense and his body relaxed accepting his lover. Josh turned his head seeking Bobby's mouth as their lips closed in on each other tongues dancing back and forth in to their mouths as the speed and intensity of the fucking increased, each deep penetrative strokes rubbing against his anal wall opening tiny fissures in the lining. Josh moaned louder and cried begging Bobby to fuck him, the bathroom door was closed and the running water dissipated the noises from them. Bobby gripped Josh harder and resumed kissing and biting his neck as he began to feel the tingling in his balls 'oh fuck Josh' he moaned in between his panting feeling his cock stiffen and begin to swell ready to breed his lover, Josh moved his hands and gripped hold of Bobby's ass cheeks holding them as close to his ass as possible. His euphoria making him want to climb the wall but the arms held in firmly in place as he felt the pulsing in his ass, Bobby cried in ecstasy and bit down harder on Josh's neck 'yes' Josh cried out 'yes Bobby' he moaned as he grabbed his cock and rubbing it a couple of time before splattering the tiled wall with his cum. Each breeding contraction reverberating through Bobby's body and his mouth sucked at the spot of Josh's neck held in his mouth, his body shuddering and overcome from the intense sex his cock pushing still deeper in to Josh. Bobby relaxed and his mouth let go of Josh's neck leaving a noticeable love bite in it's wake, his cock pushing still deeper in to Josh rubbing his toxic seed against the tiny tears that had opened up in the anal lining trapping it and providing the virus ample opportunity to begin it's infiltration of Josh's body. Slowly Bobby pulled his cock out kissing Josh as he did so, they spent several minutes showering and drying each other and somehow Josh felt more attached to Bobby than he had ever done in these past few intimate moments. Josh put his towel on the hook and turned looking in the mirror before chuckling at the mark Bobby had left on his neck. He turned to Bobby and took his hand as they walked through to the bedroom climbing in to bed and settling in each others arms at the beginning of a new year.

I'll go first. Crabs. I was so stupid, I didn't know what I had for the longest time... I let em get really bad! I was like a dog with a bad case of fleas. When I finally figured it out, I had to buy stuff and treat em all by myself -- without Mom finding out

Herpes is a non-issue. Most sexually active gay men have Herpes simplex 1&2. It was originally termed oral (1) and genital (2) but it’s now known that either variant can affect either area. With herpes it’s important to remember that it’s estimated that around 80%+ of people that have it never had an outbreak. And there are cheap medications available to treat possible outbreaks. Hep C on the other hand is no joke. While Transmission was always thought to be only blood borne before, sexual transmission is now known to be possible. Some easy things to do to reduce transmission risk is to always use good lube. Lube reduces friction and micro tears in either the penis or ass, that can increase the risk of infection. If you are HIV-, staying HIV- has also been proven to help, even when compared to HIV+ undetectable persons. Hep C is treatable but many insurance companies won’t treat it for a while to see if your body clears it first. Also if you get reinfected many won’t treat it a second time.

PreP taken 365 days a year is over 99.5% effective.. PreP taken as per the French parameter is over 93% effective (more so if U are a top).. there are a multitude of tests/seminars around the world.. (yes not just in the US).. read the reports.. U will be better informed.. Don't fall for the .."oh the drug companies are just out to clean up" syndrome.. overall it's your health.. Look after it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It’s in the very first post when Eric is described for the first time.

Met a lover that way. he fucked me then had a couple friends fuck me. We were together after that for years.

Due to pertaining chronic health issues, writing has temporarily paused on this story. There seems to be a very keen interest with this one, so, I will most certainly return with more; Sooner rather than later, I hope. Maybe Chapter 15 tonight ... 😛 Also, a BIG Thank You to all who show their appreciation with 'likes', and 'up-votes' ~ Genuinely appreciated, and spurs me on to continue writing more piggy filth! 🐽😈

I had a hot scene yesterday in a porn theatre but didn't get the load in my cunt. That play has left me needing a deep hard fuck and breeding in the worst way. I showed up at the theatre before noon. It was fairly slow with a handful of frequent flyers filtering in and out. There were a few new players. A tall slender, high-assed 20-something with a small backpack peering down his nose at everyone. The big, scruffy Middle Eastern guy moving around like a bee that can't settle on a flower. The tall, goateed dad-type who sends out a null-vibe making impossible to know what he wants. And a salt and pepper bearded guy with glasses who's 5'10" very furry, strong, and clearly a horny fucker. I asked permission and got on my knees to help his cock out from behind his shorts. It was furry and on the thick side. I took his cock in my mouth and stroked it with my tongue until it hardened and lengthened down into my throat. As he filled out more, thickening nicely so I had a throat stretch, I realized he was so thick I really wanted him in me pumping in a load. I sucked him wetly to the root, holding myself there for 10 to 15 seconds, massaging the underside of his cock with my tongue and feeling him harden more. Sliding up his shaft to suck lightly on his knob, tonguing underneath until I tasted a little gush of precum on my tongue. I half moaned/groaned around his dick, and opened my throat wide to grip his base with firm pressure from my teeth behind my lips and slowly milked his salty precum out of his cock and onto my tongue. My moan deepened as I got to his swollen knob with a column of his juice expressed into my mouth. I pressed my fingers up into his perineum, massaging the base of his shaft and pressing up into his prostate. He reach down for my hand and increased the pressure I was applying up into his pelvis, showing me that he liked much harder play there. I gripped him by the back of his thighs and started a steady rhythm pulling his stiff leaking cock deep into my throat. He matched it, rotating his hips to fuck into the resistance of the soft-tissue in the back of my throat. He started to groan as he shafted into my neck, my hunger for his cock, juice, and seed obvious from the intensity of out throat fuck. He told me he loved my mouth and that I was very, very good at sucking and taking his cock. He needed a break to avoid cumming and he moved to play in a group of 4 or 5 men. I watched him as, very turned on, he sucked cock after cock and as he did I saw the growing ass-need in how he held his body. I got behind him and pinched his furry nipples as he played. He instinctively rotated his hips back into my groin, saying plainly his ass needed attention. Dropping to my knees, I pressed up into his perineum with my balled fist making him present his hole to me. I pressed my finger up into him, feeling his juicy warmth. He opened like a flower, clearly needing something in his ass. I finger fucked him with one, then two fingers, as he sucked and stroked cock and had his sucked and stroked. Seeing him shift into a primal sex state, I got some lube on my hand and slowly worked 4 fingers up into his hungry ass. I started pulling him back onto my hand as I pushed it deeper into him. His ass dilated with need and I felt my knuckles slip inside his ass, giving me more to hand fuck his ass with. I had been on the outside of the cock circle, but feeling him get close to cumming on the knuckles of my hand, I swing into the circle and turn him towards me saying "This load is mine." Just then, the first short spurt of his cum splattered onto the arm of my hoodie, and using my hand up deep in his hole, I pulled his even thicker cock into my mouth taking the neet 5 to 6 gouts of his cum safely in my throat with my lips locked around his pulsing root. It would have been a wonderful load to have pumped up into my cunt, but I was grateful for it regardless.

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.

After visiting EDC Las Vegas and searching for a big dick I finally found one on Grindr! We set up a time and I got ready as I finished cleaning out I hear the door open a sexy black guy walked in and yanked his pants down! As his boxers come down I seen a nice 7-8” BBC shaved smooth and cut and crazy thick! He laid back and I crawled up and started sucking! As I worked the tip he grabbed the base and drug up! A glob of precum hit my tongue and I heard him moan! After sucking and working on that dick I was told to bend over as I did he tongue went up my hole! After a while I felt his dick rub my hole, and he slid in! I felt my self stretch to new limits and it was so hot! He said he didn’t have long so he went to work on my ass! I could feel him getting harder and harder and he said he was gonna cum inside! I felt the slosh in my guts and felt his balls suck up! I laid and took it all! He slowly pulled and told me be ready! I squatted on the floor and pushed! My mind was blown! I seen thick cum puddle below my hole! When I thought it was done more would fall out! After a few mins I noticed a pool of nut bigger than a plate! It was crazy thick and omg hot! He told me if I was a girl I would be pregnant right now! The best part is I am still dripping and so full

Part 99 - Diploma Time Mark and Eric were walking down the concourse at the stadium looking for the section where their seats were. “Fuck. I hope this goes ok” Mark said to Eric. They stopped near the mens room and Mark was in front of an older guy and said “Hello, Uncle Edward. I didn’t expect to see you here.” The guy was a tall, thin, meek looking man who was mostly bald wearing an ill-fitting, cheap looking blue suit. “Mark? Likewise, I didn’t expect you to be here. We came up for Cynthia’s graduation. It’s a year early but you know what a bookworm she always was” Edward said. “Congratulations. I came back from California for my brother Joe’s graduation. Is Aunt Sophie here too?” Mark asked, trying to be polite. “Oh yes. We even brought your parents up. I was hoping that seeing your brother on the stage getting his diploma will get them out of their stubborn old fashioned thinking and let your family be whole again. Is this your… boyfriend?” Edward asked. “Oh yes, sorry. Eric this is my Uncle Edward. Uncle, this is my partner Eric” Mark said, surprised at the accepting tone. “Good to meet you Eric. Keep a tight leash on him, he can be pretty wild at times but he is a good person” Edward said with a smile. “Yes, he is. I think I manage keeping him in line” Eric replied with a grin. “I’d love to talk more, but I need to get back to Sophie and your parents. Fingers crossed it goes well” Edward said as he leaned in to hug Mark and then Eric. Edward continued down the concourse and Mark and Eric went in the opposite direction to their seats. “Well, fuck me. I can’t believe how good that went. I expected fireworks or him avoiding me” Mark said. “Maybe there’s hope yet” Eric said. —— Walking out of the stadium after the ceremony, Mark spotted his parents with his aunt and uncle. His mother glanced his way and smiled briefly but kept walking. He and Eric got to the car and headed back to the hotel. They took a long hot shower together, taking turns sucking each other and making out under the cascading water. They finally turned off the water and dried each other. They both stood there naked, rummaging around their suitcases trying to figure out what to wear to Joe’s party. Eric slid on a pair of shorts and a jersey with his last name emblazoned on the back above the number 69. “Going commando, huh?” Mark asked. “Yeah, I don’t want to slow anyone down from stuffing their college dick in me or mine in them” Eric replied, chuckling. Mark pulled on a yellowed, dirty jockstrap and some baggy cargo shorts that hung down showing the top of his crack and the waist strap on his jock. He pulled a tank top on and then grabbed a couple bottles of poppers and a small lube bottle and put them in a pocket. “You don’t think your brother will have enough?” Eric asked. “I want to be prepared. I have a feeling it’s going to be a long night” Mark replied. They drove over to Joe’s apartment, stopping at the drug store on the way. Mark laughed when he got to the checkout line and it was the same cashier that checked him out when he got the tests for Joe and Kyle the previous fall. She had the same disapproving expression on her face as she scanned the kit and Mark paid for it. He grabbed the bag and walked out and hopped in the car. Eric looked inside the bag and said with a big grin “I can tell you the result right now, if you’re not sure.” Mark laughed and replied “Joe wanted it. I assume he wants to know if he tagged another one.” They got to Joe’s apartment and walked in the open door. Joe and Kyle were running around getting everything set up for the party. The keg was in the end of the kitchen, the dining table was pushed against the wall and the four well-worn dining chairs were spread around the living room. The TV was on with no sound and music was playing. “Congratulations Joe. I’m really proud of you” Mark said, hugging his brother. “Thanks! You brought me a present? I love the wrapping job you did” Joe replied, taking the bag from the drug store. Eric hugged Joe and told him “Congrats, bud. Now you can start being a responsible adult” before laughing loudly. Mark gave Kyle a hug and said “Congrats to you too” while squeezing his ass. “So, who is the lucky guy that earned his test?” Eric asked. Joe burst out laughing. “Uh, it’s my neighbor and I didn’t even know he was gay. For the past 2 years, his roommate has been fucking him and sharing him with his buds and I never suspected a thing. He’s going to be our entertainment for the night. I just want to know if he’s already in the club or not. He doesn’t seem to care” Joe said. He finished setting out some munchies and headed back to his bedroom. Joe came back with a canvas bag and said “Mark & Eric, can you help me a minute.” They followed Joe out the door and down the hall. Joe knocked on the door and soon Zhen opened it up. “Hi Zhen. Are you ready?” Joe asked and Zhen nodded back. “This is my brother and his boyfriend Eric. They’re going to help you set the sling up. I’ll be back in 20 minutes or so” Joe told the three as he started to leave. “Oh, I forgot. Here, swab your gums with this” he told Zhen passing him the test stick. Joe went back to his apartment and the three assembled the sling. Mark looked around and there was nothing in the living room of the apartment. Once the sling was put together, Mark showed Zhen how to get on it. It took Zhen a few tries, but then he had it figured out. Mark said “Now, take your clothes off.” Zhen was nervous but did as he was told. He stood there naked with his hands behind his back looking back at Mark. Both Mark and Eric looked him over and felt up his body. Eric guided him into the sling and positioned his legs in the straps. Mark pulled the bottle of lube out of his pocket and slicked up Zhen’s hole. Both Mark and Eric chuckled as they heard him moan each time Mark’s finger pushed inside. He pushed in two fingers and added a little more lube. “I think that’s enough to get you started. After the first two guys, cum will be your lube” Mark said. Mark and Eric stepped towards the door and Zhen asked “You’re not going to fuck me, sir?” Mark stopped and turned around. “Would you like us to?” Mark asked. “Yes, sir. I haven’t been fucked since Tuesday and I need to feel a man inside me” Zhen replied. Mark looked at Eric and grinned. “Are you sure? We don’t have any condoms” Mark said. “I never use them, sir. I was taught it was rude to refuse a top man and to always let them fuck me as nature intended - bare” Zhen stated. “I never pull out. You will take our cum” Mark replied. “I hope so, sir” Zhen said back. Eric unbuttoned his shorts, pushed them to the floor and moved in between Zhen’s legs. Zhen let out a loud gasp. “What?” Eric asked. “I… uh… I have never been fucked by an asian man before” Zhen said. “You’re kidding” Eric and Mark replied together. “No, sirs. Mostly black, some latinos and a few white men. Just the men who Lenny sent to me” Zhen replied. “Well, then. I will be your first” Eric said as he held Zhen’s legs and pushed his cock into the freshly lubed hole. “Thank you, sir” Zhen said as he closed his eyes and relaxed. Eric worked his cock in deeper, knowing that Mark had only lubed the first few inches of Zhen’s fuck chute. Once he was driving the full length of his shaft in, Eric started to fuck harder. Zhen kept muttering encouraging words, occasionally begging to be fucked even harder. Eric obliged and was soon pounding Zhen’s ass as hard as he could. The chains jangled as his cock slammed in repeatedly until Eric growled loudly and pumped a large shot of his poison into Zhen’s empty hole. “Thank you very much, sir” Zhen said, smiling back at Eric. Eric slowly removed his cock from Zhen’s hole and gave room for Mark to take his place. Mark lined his cock up and yanked back on Zhen’s legs, impaling his cock into the tight, cummy hole. Zhen grunted but gave no other protest. Mark fucked hard and varied the angle his cock jabbed into the walls of Zhen’s colon. Mark was impressed at how well Zhen was taking the abuse his cock was delivering and was surprised when Zhen started to use his ass muscles around his cock too. “You want me to breed you, don’t you” Mark asked as his cock thrust in hard, pushing Zhen off of it and then ramming back in as his body swung back. “Yes sir. I want every man who fucks me to give me his seed” Zhen replied unemotionally. Mark grabbed Zhen by the legs and slammed his cock in, feeling each spurt of venom he was pumping into Zhen’s battered cunt. He pulled his cock out and easily pushed two fingers into the slowly closing hole. He twisted them around and then fed them to Zhen, who eagerly licked them clean. “Thank you sir” Zhen said smiling back at both Mark and Eric. “Our pleasure. I’m sure there will be many more tonight” Eric said as he and Mark pulled their shorts on and headed to the door. They met Joe in the hall carrying a few towels and a bottle of lube. “He’s already got enough lube unless no one else fucks him for a few hours” Mark said. Joe chuckled and opened Zhen’s door and set the stuff inside. He came out a minute later and said “Damn, you guys really filled him up, there’s already a puddle on the floor.” They walked back into Joe’s apartment and finished setting up. Kyle passed a freshly loaded pipe around and each took a big hit of some killer weed that he had gotten. “Shit, dude. That’s got some kick” Mark said. The knock at the door brought the first guests. Jeff, Connor, Dennis and Corey all stood there and Joe invited them in. “Glad you could make it. Beer’s in the kitchen, food’s out here, bedroom at the end of the hall is available to fuck or the apartment next door has a guy in the sling taking all loads” Joe recited. Each of the guys chuckled and walked in. Kyle looked over and Connor now was wearing the leather collar he had given to Jeff many months before. He walked over and said “Damn its good to see you here. I was worried about freeing you, but you look like you’re doing good, Jeff.” “Thank you, sir. It was hard, but I understand now. Congratulations on getting your degree” Jeff replied with a smile. People arrived at the party and soon the room was packed. Each got the same welcome message from Joe or Kyle. Joe looked around and saw people heading back to his bedroom or disappearing out the door and coming back ten or twenty minutes later. After a couple hours, Mark walked up to Joe with a concerned look and asked “What happened to Steven?” Joe smiled and said “He and Ryan are working tonight. Hopefully they’ll be here just after 11. I’m sure the party will still be going by then.” Mark nodded and then asked “Have you bred your neighbor yet?” “Not yet. Now is probably a good time, can you greet anyone that shows up?” Joe replied. “Sure, go have some fun” Mark answered. Joe grabbed Kyle and they went next door. They walked in and were surprised to find a line waiting to fuck Zhen. Connor was balls deep in his hole with Jeff grasping his collar in his hand. Jeff was sternly telling Connor to fuck him harder and Connor obeyed. He hammered his cock in until he was shooting ropes of diseased cum deep into Zhen’s ass. “Make him number five” Jeff said as the last spurts filled Zhen’s hole. Connor pulled out and moved over to let Zhen lick his cock clean. Jeff shoved his cock in and pounded Zhen, holding his body still so he could suck Connor’s cock. After only a few minutes he rammed in and unleashed a huge load of viral seed to the mix inside Zhen’s cunt. When Jeff pulled out, Connor immediately pulled away from Zhen and dropped to his knees to clean Jeff’s cock. Joe watched the next guy stuff his cock into Zhen’s cum filled hole. It was one of his ex-teammates from the wrestling team, Devin. Once he got a good rhythm going he turned his head back and said “He’s even sloppier than you were after your last match, Joe.” Joe smiled and watched him fuck harder until he was unloading his cum into Zhen. After he removed his cock from Zhen’s hole, Joe walked up to Devin and whispered “There’s a lot of poz cum in that hole, I hope you’re good with it.” Devin turned back and replied quietly “I’m hoping to take a few charged loads tonight since my boyfriend won’t poz me.” Joe pushed Devin against the wall and spread his legs wider. “You want it, you got it” Joe said to Devin. His dick had already been hard, but now it was hard as steel. Devin pushed his ass back and Joe rammed in. Devin screamed out as Joe’s cock ripped in and stretched the soft tissue of his rectum. Joe covered his mouth to muffle the scream and as it died down, Joe pulled back and thrust in hard again. Devin growled this time and Joe began to plow harder and harder into Devin’s unlubed ass. This was an ass he had wanted to fuck since they were freshmen together on the team. Devin had fucked him many times since then, but now he got to fuck and maybe mark him for life. Joe slammed in and bred Devin at the same time Devin’s boyfriend dumped his medicated poz seed into Zhen. Kyle looked back and forth as Devin’s boyfriend moved away, trying to decide who to fuck - his neighbor or Joe’s teammate. Kyle moved in and shoved his hard, dripping cock into Devin’s hole. Not having heard any of the comments between Joe and Devin, Kyle just fucked. There was no erotic talk, just one guy fucking another as hard as he could. He wrapped his arm around Devin’s neck and shoved in deep, pumping another charged load into Devin’s hole. As the four walked out of Zhen’s apartment, two more guys were walking in. “Hi Thad, hi Daryl. Have fun and see you next door when you’re done” Joe said. Joe and Kyle joined the party again and were milling around talking to people. A while later, a guy tapped Joe on the shoulder and asked “Did you just poz my boyfriend?” Joe looked back and it was Devin’s boyfriend. Joe smiled and said “Yeah, I did. He wanted it” hoping that the scene didn’t get ugly. “I know. I just can’t do it. Thanks for helping him out” he said and walked away. Joe walked over to Mark and said “See that guy there with the soccer jersey on? He needs a few more toxic loads.” A few minutes later he watched Mark and Eric push Devin into Joe’s bedroom. He knew that Devin’s chase was about to get a helping hand or two. Kyle saw the front door open and a guy walk in that he didn’t recognize. He walked over as the guy looked around. “Looking for someone?” Kyle asked. “Yeah, my cousin Steven lives here and invited me to the party. Is he here?” Sam said. “Are you Sam?” Kyle asked and Sam nodded back. “Good to meet you. I’m Kyle. Steven said you might stop by. Grab a beer, have some fun. Look at the room that says ‘Do Not Enter’ on it, that’s where you would stay after Steven and Ryan move to our room. Steven should be here in about a half hour or so” Kyle explained. He watched Sam get a beer and look around the apartment, spending a long time looking into Joe and his room, where he knew at least one guy was probably getting fucked. “Gotta burn that mattress before we move” thought Kyle. Twenty minutes later, Sam walked up to Kyle and asked “You know a bunch of guys are fucking in your room, right?” Kyle laughed and replied “Yeah. We’re sending our room out with a bang. If you want to join in, go right ahead. Or you can fuck our neighbor next door. Just remember the rule in this place is ‘no condoms allowed’ and the load you get might have some bite to it.” Sam grinned and said “Thanks” before he headed back to refill his beer cup. Mark and Eric walked out of the bedroom, zipping their shorts up. Moments later, Devin staggered out and rejoined the party looking much more exhausted than he did earlier. Kyle saw Sam walk into their bedroom and decided to see what was up. As he walked in he saw Dennis and Luis pawing over Sam and stripping him naked. A minute later he was being strapped to the cross and Luis was stroking his cock fully hard. Luis lubed it up and then forced some lube inside Sam’s tight hole before he pushed his cock into the tight chute. Kyle smiled as Luis started to fuck and Dennis abused Sam’s nips. He went back to the party to let Sam get fucked by Luis, Dennis and hopefully a few other guys. Aaron and Nick walked in the door and Joe gave them the run-down of alcohol, food and sex spots. Just as he finished, Steven and Ryan walked in. Kyle walked up and told Steven that his cousin had shown up earlier and was around ‘somewhere.’ Steven replied “cool, I’ll find him after I change out of this uniform.” Ryan and Steven went to their room and found two guys on their bed naked, making out. Ignoring them, they stripped off their work clothes and changed into shorts and tees. Aaron grabbed Mark by his shorts and dragged him back towards the bedroom. “You owe me one. Drop those shorts and bend over” Aaron said with an evil grin. Mark bent over the side of the bed, staring at a smaller jock who was getting fucked by a much larger one. Aaron licked a finger and pushed it into Mark’s ass. “You fuckin slut. You’re already filled” Aaron said before stuffing his cock into Mark’s cunt. “Fuck me Aaron. Recharge me with my own bug” Mark said back to him. Aaron drilled Mark as hard as he could. The bed was bouncing as Aaron and the larger jock brutally fucked their bottoms. Just as Aaron was getting close, the larger jock growled “I’m pozzing you good, Tommy!” The smaller jock yelled out “Oh fuck! NO!!!” as he collapsed on the bed, trying to escape the bigger jock's cock. Aaron shoved in and shot six ropes of highly infectious cum into Mark’s chute. “You didn’t even have the guts to tell me like that guy did” Aaron said, slapping Mark’s ass hard. Aaron pulled out and pulled up his shorts and Mark stood up and pulled up his. “Sorry, Aaron. You’re right, I should have. Sometimes I think with my dick” Mark said. “Yeah, I know. I do the same. I don’t regret it… now” Aaron replied. “Speaking of which, how’s Zane?” Mark asked. “A little freaked out. It was his first time getting bred. He was also really turned on. I’ll give him a few weeks and if he doesn’t get sick I’ll finish the job” Aaron replied with a grin. Steven looked around and didn’t see Sam anywhere. He finally went into Joe and Kyle’s room and found him strapped to the cross getting fucked. Luis and Dennis were pulling their jeans on as Thad slid his cock into Sam’s now loose hole. He heard Sam beg for a hard breeding and figured he would check up on him later. He got two steps out of the bedroom door and turned around. He stood back watching Thad hammer his cousin’s ass. His cock got harder every time Thad shoved in to Sam. Thad slowed down and leaned in, whispering something to Sam. Sam said something back that he couldn’t hear and then Thad began to roughly pound Sam. Two minutes later, Thad slammed in and unleashed his cum, pumping Sam's hole full of toxic jizz. Steven pulled his clothes off and waited for Thad to pull out. He heard Thad say something else to Sam, but the only words he could make out were “free tattoo.” Steven didn’t say anything, he just slid in behind Sam and gently pushed his hard shaft into the sloppy, wrecked pussy. He felt the cum coat his bare cock and then pulled out and shoved in hard. “I guess you like taking poz loads” Steven whispered into Sam’s ear. “Mmhmm” Sam replied. Steven pulled back and rammed back in again. “Good, I have a big load just waiting for you” Steven said as he began to thrust in and out. He had no idea what Sam’s status was but knew he was filled with some pretty potent cum and desperately wanted to add his. He may have been tired from work, but he had renewed energy fucking his cousin. Even over the sounds of music and an apartment full of people, everyone in the living room could hear the cross bang on the wall and the grunts and slaps as Steven attacked Sam’s hole. He didn’t know why, but he needed a rough, rape-like fuck right now and Sam was his victim. He drilled a few more minutes and then shoved in, shooting huge spurts of charged cum deep inside as he yelled out. Steven stood there with his cock all the way inside Sam, kissing the back of his neck. “Get used to this, we’re going to be fucking you a lot as soon as you move in” Steven whispered to Sam. He backed away and bumped into Marcus who was standing there, stroking his cock. “Can I take a turn?” Marcus asked. “All yours. Hope you like it sloppy” Steven said as he grabbed a towel and wiped his cock off and then got dressed. “I hope he likes it toxic. I got almost a million babies that want a new home” Marcus said as he shoved his cock into Sam’s leaking hole. As the clock turned three AM, the crowd had dwindled. The core group was still there, but looking tired and wasted. Joe headed next door to check on Zhen. “You doing ok?” Joe asked as he walked in seeing someone he didn’t know pump their load into Zhen’s puffy hole. “Very good, sir” Zhen replied. The guy pulled out his cock and pulled up his pants before heading out the door yelling “Thanks.” “How many, Zhen?” Joe asked as he rubbed his bulge. “Nineteen have filled me, sir” Zhen answered. “Let’s make it an even twenty” Joe replied as he let his shorts fall to the floor and stroked his cock the rest of the way hard. Looking directly at Zhen, he slid his cock into the cum filled hole. Zhen moaned and closed his eyes briefly. “Thank you, Joe” he said as Joe started to fuck, churning up the cum mixture of several men. A ring of frothy semen formed at the base of his cock and Joe thrust in harder. Joe drilled a few more minutes and then planted his cock in deep and shot several spurts of his charged cum deep inside. Once the orgasm died down, Joe pulled out and then helped Zhen out of the sling. Zhen wrapped his arms around him and Joe didn’t know at first if it was because he couldn’t hold himself up or not. As Zhen squeezed tighter, he said “Thank you” over and over. Eventually, Zhen released Joe and he headed wearily to the bedroom while Joe walked out the door, locking it behind him. He walked into his apartment and found most of the guys sitting around the living room passing the pipe and a few joints around. He sat down and joined in. Mark asked “Hey, Joe. How did the test go?” Joe chuckled and replied “It was positive, so no one knocked him up tonight. He’s probably been poz a while and doesn’t even know… or care.” Steven looked over at Sam and asked “How was yours?” Sam looked down at the floor and said “Negative… but who knows about the next one”

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

I've often been surprised over the years how many guys cheat on their boyfriends or partners - and even more so by how many of them are willing to do it bareback. A few months ago I posted a story about an experience I had when I watched a friend in a committed relationship let two guys fuck him bareback and cum in his arse in a darkroom in Munich. A lot of people liked that story so I thought I would post a few more of the experiences I've had where the guy has been cheating on his boyfriend and some of the experiences when I cheated on my long term partner. For obvious reasons, I've changed all the names.... A couple of years ago I was invited to a friend's 40th birthday party in Scotland. I didn't think I would be able to go as I had to work but at the last minute I was able to get the time off. The friends I usually stay with has other people staying with them and they suggested that, rather than try to book a hotel at the last minute I could stay with friends of theirs, a couple named David and Ryan. I had met David and Ryan quite a few times although I didn't know either of them well. They belonged to a group of friends I knew had very strong views on things like monogamy and safe sex. I had heard this group of friends being very disapproving of cheating and even more so of barebacking. David especially had very strong views on all these things and was not slow to voice them. Ryan was quieter but generally seemed to agree with his partner. I travelled up early on the Saturday morning and arrived around lunch time. David and Ryan occupied a one bedroom flat and I was to sleep on a sofa bed in the living room. David was a bit of a bear, in his late 30s and his partner Ryan was a few years younger. We met some other friends for drinks in the afternoon and then got ready for the party in the evening which was being held at a hotel in the centre of town. It was a good party I enjoyed it. We got home quite late and I was in no rush to get up the next morning. Ryan and David were going out in the morning and then David was going to work in the afternoon and Ryan had offered to run me to the airport. I got up, had some breakfast and then had a shower. I was feeling really horny and began to play with myself in the shower. I knew Ryan and David wouldn't be back for a couple of hours so when I had finished showering I went on line to see if I could find someone for a quick local hook up. The first guy I chatted to was a twink who was up for being fucked and was happy to do it bb but was looking for someone nearer his own age. The next guy was Joel, a really fit mixed race guy in his early 30s who wanted a quick fuck on his way home from the gym and seemed genuinely interested in meeting up with me. He sent me pictures of his big thick cock and told me he wanted to fuck me and cum in my arse. I was really horny now - I hadn't been fucked for a while and I needed to be fucked and fucked hard. The problem was he had a partner and couldn't accommodate. I knew I shouldn't but I was just too horny - so I gave him the postcode of Ryan and David's flat and told him to text me when he was outside. About 20 minutes later he arrived and he was every bit as good looking as his pictures. I wasted no time in getting his pants down and soon his big thick cock was in my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then turned him around so that I could lick his arse. His hole was quite hairy and I pushed my tongue right up him. It was time to fuck and soon I was lubed and bent over the settee as Joel pushed his big thick cock right up my arse. It felt incredible - I had not had a cock that big up my arse for a while. He pushed his cock right up me and gave me a moment to get used to it before he began to fuck me slowly. It was the best fuck I'd had for a long time - he started slowly and then built up until he was banging my arse really hard with his big thick cock and I knew he was getting close. I knew I shouldn't really be doing this in Ryan and David's flat but I thought they wouldn't be back for another hour or so and figured they would never know. Joel was breathing heavily now and before long he pushed his cock right up my arse and held it there, groaning loudly as he pumped my arse full of cum. He seemed to cum for ages and then he slumped forward over me. It was then I realised we had an audience - Ryan and David were standing in the doorway. I could see from David's face that he wasn't happy and he turned away just as Joel started pulling out my arse. Ryan had also turned to leave but he looked back into the room just Joel pulled his cock out and then followed his partner into the kitchen. I had been caught with my pants down! When Joel had left I pulled my pants up and went into the kitchen and apologised. I said I hadn't meant to abuse their hospitality and I was sorry. David said "It's fine, forget it." I could see that he was far from happy though and the atmosphere was distinctly frosty as we had lunch together. After lunch David went off to work and, as I was starting to get my stuff together, Ryan came into the room. "You ok?" he said. I said I was fine and said "I'm sorry about earlier on." Ryan grinned and said "It's fine, really. David has very strong views on all that sort of thing - I'm a bit more liberal." He was silent for a moment and then said "Actually, I thought it was quite horny." I was looking out of the window as Ryan said "That guy wasn't wearing a condom, was he?" I said no he wasn't and Ryan grinned. He moved closer to me and soon his arms were round me and he was kissing my neck. "Do you like to fuck bareback?" he whispered and I nodded. His hands were on the waistband of my trousers now and, still kissing the back of my neck, he slowly pulled my trousers and pants down and bent me over the settee. I bent forward as I heard Ryan slip his pants down and soon his cock was pushing against my arse. I spread my legs and soon he was pushing up my cum filled arse. "Oh fuck..." he moaned as his cock went right up me and he began to fuck. I was beyond horny now - I had always thought Ryan was quite fit and I had never thought in a million years that I would end up bent over the settee with him fucking me bareback while his partner was at work. Ryan fucked me hard and fast and after a short time he told me he was going to cum. I told him to go for it and seconds later Ryan was shooting his cum deep into my arse. We were both out of breath when Ryan pulled out and he mopped his brow with his T shirt. He kissed me and then I went down on his cock and sucked him for a while. He pulled me up and kissed me again. I thought that would be us finished but soon his hand was on my cock again. "Do you like to fuck?" he asked. I nodded and he took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom. Soon he was kneeling up on the bed and my tongue was up his fit arse. I licked him for a while and then he passed me some lube. When he was lubed I pushed my cock against his hole and he moaned. My cock slid up him easily and I began fuck him bareback - right there on the bed he shared with his partner. He was moaning softly as I began to fuck him harder. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer and I told him I was going to cum in his arse. "Fuck yeah...." he moaned as I began to shoot what felt like a massive load of cum deep into his cheating arse. A little later, Ryan drove me to the airport and we swapped numbers. I have met up with Ryan a few times since and each time we've enjoyed some horny unprotected sex, with his boyfriend none the wiser. The next experience I had with a cheating guy was also in Scotland. I was staying in a hotel in the centre of Glasgow one Friday evening and I hooked up on line with a fit guy in his mid 30s. He was out drinking with colleagues after work and was horny to be fucked. When we were chatting he said I had to use a condom as he had a partner. When he turned up he was even better looking than his pictures suggested. He had come from work and was smartly dressed in a shirt and dark trousers - very horny! We sucked each other for a while and then I bent him over the bed and licked his arse. When it came time to fuck him he never mentioned condoms so I fucked him bb and shot a nice big load into him. Afterwards we chatted and he told me he had been with his partner for seven years. He said he had never cheated until a couple of years ago when his car had been off the road and he had to take the bus into the city to work. He had looked up the times, got up early and gone for the bus. A dark haired Polish guy with a tool bag was standing at the bus stop. He said he realised the guy was cruising him almost immediately and soon they were in a wooded area behind the bus stop and he was sucking the guy's cock. He ended up leaning against a tree with his pants down as the Polish guy fucked him bareback and shot a load of cum into his arse. He told me he had felt guilty but also really turned on - and about six months later he was staying in a hotel on business and got chatting to two guys at the bar and ended up going back to their room where they both fucked him and loaded up his arse. He said he tries to play safe when he cheats but every now and then he enjoys taking a load up his arse. I sucked him off and then he pulled up his pants and went off home to his partner - a big load of cum deep in his arse. Later that year I was at a friend's Christmas drinks party and I was introduced to a guy called Marek. We had a lot in common as we both worked in the same field and we got on well. I liked Marek a lot and I got the feeling he was interested in me. He told me his partner was away for the weekend visiting family and so he was flying solo. A little later we started chatting again and I was sure he was coming on to me. He lived not far from me and so I offered him a lift home. As we drove home one thing led to another and we ended up back at my house. Marek was not really my usual type, he was tall and thin, and very hairy. For some reason this turned me on and soon we were in my bedroom and I was sucking his cock. I sucked him for a while and then licked his hairy balls. I sucked his cock again and then turned him round so I could lick his arse. He had a really hairy hole and he loved me licking it. He was moaning and pushing his arse back into my face as I pushed my tongue as far up his hole as I could and he told me he didn't get that at home. He told me he really wanted me to fuck him but I would have to use a condom as he wanted to protect himself and his partner. I said I had run out of condoms but he said it was ok - he had one and he produced it. I didn't really want to use the condom but I did really want to fuck him so I put it on and pushed my cock up his arse. He was really tight and it took me a few minutes to get my cock right up him. I began to fuck him and, although I didn't really enjoy wearing the condom and wasn't sure I would be able to cum with it on, he was doing amazing things to my cock with his tight arse and soon I got into my stride and began to fuck him harder. I was really into it now - his arse was one of the tightest I had ever fucked and soon I was enjoying every minute of the fuck - it didn't feel like I was wearing a condom at all. We were both really into it now and soon I was shooting my cum into his arse. When I pulled out we both saw that the condom had split - it was completely wrecked. I hadn't cum for about seven days and I knew I had shot a really big load into him. We now both knew that big load had gone right up his arse. He looked shocked and really worried. After a few moments he shrugged and said "Oh well, I suppose these things happen." A little to my surprise, he told me his partner was a way for another few days and asked me if I fancied meeting up for lunch the following day. We met up, had a good lunch and ended up back at my house again. We kissed, sucked and rimmed each other until we were both horny to fuck and he knelt up on the bed. I waited for him to produce the condom and, realising what I was waiting for, he shrugged and said "Look, you've already cum up me once, you don't need to bother with a condom." I pushed my bare cock right up him and began to fuck. This fuck was even better than the first one and Marek also seemed to be even more into it. He was also more verbal - telling me to fuck him harder and moaning for me to cum in his arse. I shot another big load into him. I suspected from the fact that he had condoms with him that he had gone to the party with the intention of hooking up with someone. But I found it very horny that he had started off making sure he was protecting himself and his partner and had ended up fucking bareback and moaning for me to cum in his arse. Part 2 to follow

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.

My name is Chris. A couple of weeks ago I was alone at home, bored and extremely horny. It was around 2am when I decided to open Grindr. The usual people were there, but I saw an unfamiliar face, a 19 years old twink, 5’9”, dirty blond hair and blue eyes. I decided to hit him up and he told me he was from another city, visiting his brother there and just for one more day in town. I noticed he was very shy so I decided to go slow with him. I told him I wanted to meet him and as he would leave next day it couldn’t wait. His brother was sleeping, he didn’t know the neighborhood, he didn’t want to fuck... a lot of excuses, but I kept insisting: I just want to meet you, it’s close, your brother does not need to know... Finally I convinced him to come to my house for a little while and meet face to face. Of course, that’s was not my intention. I am 30 years old, but I love fucking young twinks, so my dick started to get hard. When he arrived, he was much more handsome than in the pictures, and with a beautiful smile. I couldn’t let him leave without fucking him. I offered him a beer and we sat on the sofa to talk and drink. I gathered that he was not out of the closet and he had little experience because he hardly knew any gay man in the small town he lived: easy prey I put my hand in his tights and started to caress him. He stopped talking and just looked at me on the eyes. I kept caressing him, his tights, his chest, his face and then I pulled him close for a kiss. His lips were very soft and he was very passionate. I put my hand between his legs and went to caress his ass. He started moaning slowly in my mouth so I went and opened his jeans. At that moment, he stopped the kiss - We are going too fast, I need to go home - Relax, it’s fine, it’s fine, just kiss me a little longer We kept kissing. I could feel he was hard so I decided to go further. I put my hand inside his underwear and played a little with his dick, and then put a finger in his hole. He gasped and stopped the kiss again: “No no no, I didn’t come for that, I need to go”. I just grabbed him by the hair and kept kissing and fingering him. He was shocked for a few seconds, but then started moaning again and grabbed his cock to start masturbating. He was ready for the next step. I removed his pants and underwear and maneuvered to get myself between his legs. I then removed my clothes and started to play with my hard dick in his hole. My dick precums a lot so I was really lubing his hole. I went back to kissing him and started to put my dick in him, very slowly. When it was half way he asked to stop: - I don’t want to fuck, let’s just masturbate together - Come on dude. I’m so hard. It’s halfway in, just let me put it in completely. I need your ass - ... ok, just put it in, for a little while, but then we stop - Sure dude - I said as I put all my dick in. His ass was so damn tight and I could feel my precum going inside him. I took his dick and starting masturbating him while moving very slowly inside him - How does it feel dude? - It feels good - Do you like my dick in your ass? - ... - Tell me - I said while masturbating him faster - Do you like it? - ... yes - Can I fuck you harder? - Yes, please That was my cue to start pounding that ass hard. He was moaning a lot. He was loving it. I put him in doggy position and put my dick back in. It was a beautiful sight. My hard dick, wet with precum going raw and that young tight hole. I grabbed him by the hips and went even stronger, I wanted him to leave this room with his hole destroyed. His moans got faster and higher and he came on the sofa (I’d have to clean that, but it was worth it). I also started moaning, I was close. Then he spoke: - Don’t cum on me, please... I can’t go back home covered in cum - So where do you want me to cum? - ... I don’t know - I’m close, where do you want me to cum? - .... Cum inside me - You want me to cum inside you? - Yes - I didn’t hear you. Do you want me to breed your ass? - Yes - Ask me - Please cum in my ass - Again. Beg me to breed your ass whore - Please sir, breed my ass. I want your cum inside. I’m a whore and I need your cum inside! That got me over the edge. I bred his tight ass deep inside. I pumped him full of cum and then took my dick out - You can leave now He dressed without saying a word. While opening the door to leave, he looked me with a mix of passion and rage. - You are a cunt I never saw him again

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.

For a mature, chubby guy like me, I often think my days of mind blowing sex are at or near an end. But, then an evening like last night happens and I can't believe I have such great luck. I got an email early yesterday morning. The email said: "Hey Dave. I doubt you'll remember me. I'm a 50 year old black guy from Virginia Beach. A buddy of mine and I both fucked you when we were in Las Vegas about 4 years ago. This is going to be a bit of a lengthy email. But I want you to know what we're looking for. And that we're for real and serious. I'm not an internet flake. And I don't want to waste your time or mine. What I'm looking for is real. You came to my mind as someone that I hope might be interested in helping us and could handle the situation. My buddy and I are both straight, black men. 4 years ago on our Vegas trip we were just horny to get off one night after some drinking at a strip club and saw your ad in Craigslist. You were in some seedy hotel across the freeway from Mandalay Bay. Your ad said you'd be ass up in your dark hotel room, taking all dick that came through your door. We took an Uber over to you and when we got to your room, there was already some super tall, young, skinny black kid, with a really big dick fucking you. When he finished and left, my buddy and I both took our turns pounding our loads into you. Anyway, I consider myself straight. I've been married for 24 years. I have 2 kids in high school. I've let a few gay guys blow me over the years. But you were the first guy I've ever fucked. My buddy also said yours was his first male piece of ass. He and I and a few other buddies come to Vegas once or sometimes twice a year without the wives for our "man trip". One of our activities we like to have in Vegas is to find a white chick that we can all pass around to fuck. We call it our annual Freak Fuck. The first 2 times we tried this in Vegas it worked great. Both times we found some white pussy on Craigslist and we took turns fucking her for several hours. But since CL has disappeared, we've had a nearly impossible time trying to finding pussy. The Doublelist girls have all wanted money. We're not looking to fuck some cheap, skanky, meth whore to pay to fuck. The last time we were in Vegas we had a gay guy answer our ad. Initially, I didn't reply to him because the other guys in the group said they'd never fuck a guy's ass. We didn't push it. But late that evening after we got back to our rooms, drunk and horny from the strip clubs, 2 of the guys said they'd relent and let a guy suck their dicks. And the other 2 said they'd just hang back and watch. So we contacted the guy that wrote us. He was staying in our same hotel. He came over and as the evening progressed all but one of us 6 guys ended up fucking him. Our other buddy just jacked off on the gay guys face. I've been trying for a few weeks to find a female pussy for us to fuck, but I'm not having any luck. As usual, it seems like most are the typical skanky meth heads. And most of course want money. So, anyway. After a lot of searching I was able to find your emails from 4 years ago. My group of 5 buddies and I are here in Vegas now. We're done with the strip clubs. We've done those the past 2 nights. We're all in the mood to fuck, or at least get off. We're planning on an early dinner tonight around 6pm. And were hoping if you're available, you could swing by my suite at the MGM around 9pm. By then we'll all be loosened up from drinking, but not too drunk to pound some ass for awhile. I do have one other white guy lined up. If you both show up, that's cool. We'll use both your pussies. But, I'm not feeling too good about this other guy. I'm getting the impression he's just getting off on the idea of it and I kind of think he won't show up. He said he's also never done anything like this, so I'm not sure he could even handle all of us. That's when I thought of you. I know you have taken a lot of dick in one night. Please get back to me ASAP to let me know if this works for you. It's got to happen tonight, because we fly home tomorrow afternoon. Again, sorry for the long email. But, I do want you to know we're serious. And I know you can handle 6 BBCs taking turns on your cunt. LMK ASAP please. Thanks, Reggie" I wrote Reggie back and told him I'd be there a 9pm. He quickly replied with his room number at the MGM. He said they'd all be there and waiting for me. Sure enough, right at 9pm I knocked on the double doors to his suite. Reg opened the door wearing the white terrycloth robe from the hotel. He let me in. Sitting in the main room of the suite were the other 5 black guys. They all seemed to be close in age. Late 40's early 50's. All were in good shape. Each of them had either a beer or a cocktail in their hands. A laptop had been hooked up to the big screen TV with some str8 porn playing. "Guys this is Dave, our pussy for the night. Dave, you remember Ben. You took his load at that hotel with me 4 years ago. The rest of the guys I'm not going to even waste time with names. It don't matter. What matters is your cunt and our cocks. So, Dave, these are the rest of the guys that are going to fuck you. Now let's get freaky!" Reg motioned with his head for me to follow him through the double doors into the bedroom. He dropped his robe and I quickly stripped, pulled a bottle of lube and poppers from my pants pocket. I laid the lube on the bedside table and dropped to my knees in front of Reggie. His soft cock hung down over his balls. His cock was at least 6"s soft. I took his cock into my mouth and slowly sucked on him as he grew in length and thickness. Soon he was sporting a 9", thick cock that was hard as a rock. I asked him to sit on the edge of the bed. I took a drag on my poppers and began to suck on his swollen, hairy balls. Then I lifted his legs, pushing his knees to his chest as his asshole became exposed. I flicked my tongue across his hole as he let out a soft groan. I soon had my tongue deep up inside his hole and licked the soft, pink sides of it. After a few minutes of ass eating I moved back to his balls, lowered his legs and dove back down on his big cock. By now, Ben and one other guy had come into the bedroom and were watching me orally service their buddy. "Show us that pussy, Ben said". I got up and knelt on the back edge of the bed, facing the door into the main room where all the other guys were still sitting. I could see them all watching. I knelt and took some more drags of poppers. Reg stood behind me and spit on my ass a few times. Then pushed some spit up into my hole. Then he spit on his fingers and lubed up his cock. I told him there was lube on the table, but he ignored me and spit one more time on my hole before he put his swollen cockhead up to my hole. I sucked in more poppers. I knew I'd need them. Reg wasted no time and slid up into me in one thrust. It hurt and I told him to hold it there for a second. I continued to sniff the Amsterdam poppers as my ass quickly adjusted to his hard, thick cock. When I could feel myself relaxing, I pressed back onto him. He now grabbed my hips and began to thrust. His fucking was not going to be gentle. He was slamming into me hard, deep and fast. Just the way I like it. I now see a guy climbing up onto the bed. He appears to be the oldest of the group. Probably late 50's. Nice looking guy. Nice body, but sagging a bit as most of us do at this age. His cock was hard. Probably 6"s hard. He had a lot of foreskin covering his cockhead. He crawled across the king sized mattress to my face and wiped his foreskin across my lips as his buddy continued to fuck me from behind. I opened my lips and took this guys foreskin between my lips. I sucked, licked and gently chewed on his skin. I love foreskin like his. It's a big turn on for me. I slid my tongue up into the crumpled skin. I tasted a bit of piss and a little crustiness. I devoured it with my tongue. Then I used my lips to push the foreskin back over his cockhead. He moaned as my tongue circled his now exposed cockhead. I sucked on his cock for several minutes, trying to do it in rhythm with Reg's thrusts. After a couple of minutes, the old guy pulled his cock from my mouth and climbed off the bed. "Damn! He's a good cock sucker. He nearly made me cum". Ben takes the old guys place at my face. He presents me with his 7", thick bbc. I suck on him as Reg continues to pound me. After a few minutes, Reg and Ben trade places. Ben now is fucking me and I'm tasting my ass on Reg's cock. More guys have now come into the room. From the corners of my eyes I see one of the guys removing his clothes. And another guy standing off to the side, his cock sticking out of his zipper and he's stroking it as he watches his buddy's feed their cocks to me. Much of this becomes a blur. Over the next hour and a half, these 6 black guys do a continual rotation using both my mouth and ass. Reg had the biggest cock at 9"s. The older guy had the smallest at 6"s. And there was every length and width in-between. The older guy was the first to shoot his load in my ass. After that, there was no more spit or lube needed for any of them. The next guy to seed me was kind of a chub. Short, chubby and covered in a carpet of black and grey, curly hair. He had about 8"s, super thick with a giant mushroom head that acted like a plunger in my hole. He was a brutal fucker. He showed no mercy in his thrusts. He'd pull completely out of me. Then slam all the way into me, balls deep in one thrust. He rammed me deeply for about 6 minutes straight. When he finally came, he let out a low groan that grew to a growl that grew in pitch and volume as he got to his orgasm. His thrusts from his big, thick cock were causing me to groan and grunt loudly as well, until I was afraid we'd have hotel security pounding on the door, wanting to know if someone had been killed? Some of the guys were completely silent in their fucking. Since it was a first time experience for most of them, I'm not sure they felt comfortable showing or sounding like they were really turned on by fucking some guy. Some were very vocal. Reggie, especially. He seemed to get off calling me a fag, a pussy, a cunt, whore, cocksucker, queer, cracker, you name it. One by one, each of the guys planted their loads in me. Reg was the last. He repeatedly slammed into me as he degraded me with his fowl mouth. While Reggie was pounding me, Ben knelt beside me stroking his cock. Ben had already dumped a load in my ass. But he was still turned on and as Reg grunted an orgasm into my ass, Ben let his second load cover my face. Once Reg had come, it seemed like the party was over. Reg, Ben and I all dressed in silence. The other guys were all back in the main room, sucking on their drinks and watching the porn on the tv. As I was leaving the suite I told Reggie to let me know if they need a hole then on their next trip. "Sure thing, Dave. Obviously all my buddies had a good time using your ass. I'll be in touch." And I was out and on my way home. I got home and my husband was already in bed. I climbed into bed, knowing that I must have smelled like cum. "How was your meeting?" he asked. "Kind of boring." I replied as he turned to me and we kissed goodnight. I'm sure he had to have smelled and tasted ass and cum in my goatee and on my lips as we kissed. But he said nothing. We both rolled over and fell to sleep.

I could be wrong, but wouldn't someone who personally knows 24 people who have contracted HIV while on PrEP,take that information to all and any medical oficials as possible? If no response after doing that, run to the media with those two dozen people and expose the cover up by the government and medical officials. Just making those claims on this site is basicly worthless, if, in fact, helping the gay community is the main point.

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You know, guys who don't give a damn about VD, treat them like some kind of hot fetish. I myself am turned on by promiscuous guys who 'take chances' and who casually admit their self-assured, 'frequent-flyer' relationship with the health department. But I expect them to 'deal with VD' and control whatever they got not wallow in it, with neglect, while getting jollies from passing bugs on. My policy is: Take time out and hop back into the game when you are good and ready. But it doesn't seem like all guys on BZ agree with those 'terms'... which makes some of us less inclined to play as hard as we could... On that note: the DEEP SOUTH scores off the chart, last I checked for CDC on VD and HIV. Louisiana being an extreme outlier, followed by distant second being Mississippi. And it seems like the black communities are disproportionately affected. Wedged into the tip of MS and AR is Memphis and it scores much higher for those CDC numbers than big 'coastal' cities in the East and West typically associated with AIDS as it was. Much of those high rates are associated with lack of education, hypocrisy and willful neglect. So many 'don't want to know ANYTHING'. And besides, willfully (or just negligently ?) exposing others is a more serious criminal offense in red states, than say... elsewhere! A couple weeks ago, I got a 'heads-up' (VD-alert) from a responsible REPEAT PLAYER who (compared to me, as a 'junior') is a senior at 'BB-High-School', performing at 'the top of the class'. He is an All-Around sports-star as a pitcher, catcher, fister, team-player and exhibitionist! Okay, popular, active guys always get more action and typically seek more dangerous thrills. Which in turn makes them even more popular. Football, dirt-biking, RODEO-riding, will get you bruises and random sex may get you VD! "Better get checked out!" he said, by text message! Not again I thought, maybe just paranoia, this time? And instead of bugging my busy doc AGAIN for one of those knock-out scrips, instead I embarked on a busy, wild series of fucks. Best week! And days passed! 'Hmm, what is that... mild burn?' Paranoia? Well, I can't put the tail on the donkey in the dark but I called in yesterday and popped the hum-dinger dose. I asked the pharmacist if I should have RED or WHITE wine with it and she smirked and said: "Neither!" Love how I have NO MORE SHAME or inhibitions. This morning my BEST FUCK-BUDDY called all horny again and ready to play. He said wants to breed me while another guy is supposed to join... no idea if as a top or bottom, just that he is HOT and I'm just allowed to HAVE SEX but not try to 'steal him'. That in fuck-buddy talk means: "EXTRA HOT, worthy of elevated fuck-buddy status, possible BF material!" So maybe a sandwich, a train or a DD... options ARE LIMITLESS. dammit! TEMPTING!!!! Well, but with the medicine, after barely 12 hours already feeling like IT IS WORKING, I will sadly have to decline on today's fuck-session... wait the customary period... others would call me a fool, but I rather 'play fair'...

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Author's Note: Part 2, now with more bug stuff. Hope you all enjoy. Let me know if you got off or any comments you have. Thanks! A few weeks after meeting up with Tyler I had gotten him back to being a good poz cumdump like he should be. I found him at the usual cruising spots often taking any load and love to give him mine when his hole is filled with toxic cum. I may not be the most avid chaser but I know I am at risk with this way of fucking but really who can turn down a hot hole like that. But now I need to set my sights on some new guy. Another gifter who really should have stayed a bottom after joining the brotherhood. I was at a bathhouse on a slow night just finished unloading in Tyler's hole when he started to make small talk of how dead it was. And really no one else was around. He was starting to waste and it looked so sexy. I had unloaded into him twice so far. But it was his only loads for the night, not typical for a Friday. Granted Cumunion is tomorrow so everyone is elsewhere tonight I guess. "Thanks for the loads but I might call it a night if this is how it is going to be" He said and went off to the showers. I chuckled and thought how he was so determined to top me a few weeks ago and did not even try anymore. I decided to follow him and also head out. While we were showering two major hunks. Both at least 6'2" and in their 40s or 50s walked in. One more of muscle bear and the other a bit wasting. Both tops and I thought maybe there would be more fun tonight. "Yo. Ty Dye Tyler" The wasting one said and Tyler instantly turned around and said "OMG! Hi daddy Mal and daddy Stephen" And I rolled my eyes at him saying OMG out loud, but also saw my next conquest. Mal and Stephen were the Poz Daddies in the area. I had seen them fucking boys usually first timers, the naive ones, the ones you almost sorry for, but at the same time you get too turned on by it. I had escaped them early on because of luck. They Pozzed my first and only boyfriend after our breakup. They were the closest to true gifters you would ever see. Wonder how long since either of these two bent over for anyone besides each other. The gears were turning I was so boned by them and I wanted to breed on there holes. "So you guys here to chat in the shower or play around a bit" I said inserting myself into their conversation to hopefully get the ball rolling. "Sounds cocky son" Mal said and tugged on my cock a bit "A real cocky son" "Thanks man. I hope to put it to good use" I replied and I reached around and slapped his ass which made both of them laugh. We dried off a bit and walked back towards the theater with the long benches. Stephen seem to be manhandling Tyler pretty good and Mal had not stopped tugging with my cock but also did the occasional slap on my ass. I usually stopped guys from that but he was damn hot so I let it slide. Stephen sat down and Tyler started to suck his cock. While Mal push me down and sat on my lap kissing me. Really getting me all hot and bothered. His 8 inches were poking me in the stomach and I started to play with it as our tongues wrestled. I was so turned on and all of a sudden we were standing and he was massaging my ass as we necked. Then a slap and Mal said "Good Boy" and I started to realize I was not in as much control as I thought. I noticed Tyler was now in front of me on his hands facing me as Stephen stood behind him sliding his cock on up and down his crack, just teasing Tyler's hole. And that looked so good. So hot. Mal then said "Now kiss him" and I leaned down on my hands started to kiss him. Mal now behind me reached around and played with my nipples and lightly spanked my ass. As Tyler started to moan into our kisses. Stephen had entered him and Stephen was larger than any of us. Tyler looked so hot and sounded so hot. Mal then leaned down and whispered in my ear "Tyler likes that a lot. Probably feels like this." And his finger found my tight hole. I hadn't been fucked in 3 years by now so it was very tight, but Mal finger worked itself in nicely and it felt good. I moaned out a "yeah" and I realized I might not top tonight but at the moment was fine with that. I was on my hands and knees in front of Tyler now being fucked hard by Stephen as Mal had worked probably two fingers into my hole and I was starting to moan as slutty as Tyler. And this was before a cock had even entered me. And then I felt it. Mal's 8 inches at my splinter. And I knew it was coming. And it hurried a bit being entered after so long but it also felt so hot. I faced down I did not want to look at Tyler as I was being topped. I felt a bit ashamed but so turned on. And then before I knew it I felt all 8 inches in me. And it was so good. Mal slowly rocked in and out of me. I felt his balls against mine and it was incredible. His hands were boney but firm around my waist. It was feeling so good. I was moaning "oh yeahs" and "oh gods" in a constant stream. I was starting to push back onto him and meet his thrusts I was getting so into it. His and Stephen grunts and me and Tyler's moans filled the room with the sound of them thrusting into us. "You a neg boy right" Mal's words broke me out of my heat a bit but I was still too turned on to fully reacted. I moaned a quiet "yeah" in response but a bit of fear started to creep in. "Your not new boy, you know we are poz, toxic, and not on meds" Stephen said and Tyler moaned a "Yessss Daddy" Oh god. Do I really want to be pozzed. I was started to get nervous but too turned on to stopped and noticed my dick was getting harder. I always knew I was going to catch it from one of those poz sluts I fucked but never thought I would be gifted like this. And now I was getting really turned on but really scared. "I'm going to cum in you and poz you up Boy" Mal said as he started to pick up the pace in this thrusts. "Make you another of our Sons." Stephen added. "No." I moaned quietly. "What was that?" Mal asked "Oh god" I replied but made no move to get away. I resigned myself to whatever happens happens. "Ready Mal?" Stephens asks and Mal grunts and next thing I know I feel volley of hot potent toxic cum fill me up. It felt like he had hyperspermia but I know it was just a 7 maybe 8 spurts but it felt a lot longer at the time. I was so scared. The moment they pulled out I skedaddled. I went to the lockers and got dressed and got out. I showered when I got home and was both relieved and to my chagrin disappointed that when the load leaked out there was no pink.I was so tight but I might have gotten lucky anyway. But I also realized I might be more of a chaser than I thought. I may just need to be rougher fucking up those poz gifting sluts. I hope at least that's what I need.

I know the feeling...I am constantly in heat...just like a cat...can't get enough raw cock and man sperm😛...got to get to the bath house/sex club😋...luv the dark room!! Oink!!!!!!🤩🐷

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I’d love to fuck You sometime. Shoot my pent up load into your ass after getting my hole flooded with seed

I was 16: went on a date with a 23 y/o I met on the gay.com chat. After making out in his car, he brought me back to his place. I remember him being very big with a thick head. It hurt like hell that first time, and I remember thinking “I hope it’s not always like this”. Thank god it wasn’t. Ended up fucking him for a while.

I was 14. There was a park near me that was a notorious cruising site for gays. In fact, my Mom specifically warned me never to go there! :-) So... I went. My first few visits, nothing happened. I quickly how things worked, however. And old queers loved the shirtless 14-year-old who cruised the woods and hung out in the restrooms. And from the beginning, I would suck off ANYBODY.

Damn if thats not heaven nothing is

Part 4; I downed my K infused drink. Sir took the empty glass, placed it in his locker, and locked up. He then started to show me his finger nails. They were long, and had been sharpened to a fine point. - You like my nails, boy? - They look very sharp Sir. - Stand up and put your arms against my locker, and arch that bubble ass out. - Yes Sir I heard him spit, then felt the back of two of his fingers slide over and over my hole. - SPREAD your legs, boy, - Yes Sir. I did as I was told. Soon I felt the points to two of his fingernails scratch at my hole in a quick motion. It was a little painful, but, it was also pleasurable. - So, your boyfriend tells me you want to become a poz pig. - Yes Sir. I have craved it for years. I NEED it, N☢️W. No sooner had I uttered those words he shoved his two fingers inside my ass. I let out a loud grunt from his sheer force, which turned into frequent grunts of pain as he jabbed roughly in and out, making sure he was digging into my inner ass flesh. - Just as well boy, because your new Master has AIDS. And, he will be in your veins very soon. 🐐☠️ Those very words made my already tight asshole twitch, and clamp down on his fingers even tighter, which only served to intensify the pleasure and pain I was already experiencing, and enjoying. Someone who had just arrived to the club walked past to get to their locker. They obviously had read what my boyfriend had written down the centre of my back as I heard; - Virgin? Not by the end of the night he won't be. - You are correct there. And I have from a reliable source, his boyfriend no less, who was going to take this pigs virginity tonight in front of a crowd, that as of right now he is in-fact still a virgin. Want to watch me take it instead, from him, right now? - Ordinarily I would quite happily just say yes, but the fact you are sporting two such beautiful Scorpion tattoos, I say; Fuck yeah. Sting the neg cunt! 🦂 The man that I had been instructed to address as Sir, withdrew his fingers. I then heard him unzip his Leather Jockstrap, and position the tip of his Dick on my hole, and I felt something sharp at the same time. He pushed, and pushed, then pop, half of his cock head was inside. I guess now I was literally seconds away from losing my virginity. Would my boyfriend come around the corner to find me in time to take me away to take it for himself? As I thought about my boyfriend finding me so we could orchestrate our original plan, Sir gripped onto my waist very firmly, and plunged his Dick, RAW, deep inside my ass. I gasped, then held that gasp in as I truly began the journey to my new life. Without a pause Sir was fucking me aggressively, and my gasp that I was holding fell out with a combination of repetitive grunts and whimpers. My stomach felt like it was being poked by a hot rod, and my ass was now burning. Plus, I felt this sharp sensation each time he slid in, and slid out. My grunts and whimpers soon were just whimpers as I struggled with the pain, even though I was really very much enjoying getting fucked. For the first time!! Continuing to pound my ass, Sir brought his stubbly face to my neck/ear ... - Not a virgin anymore, are we, you fucking filthy pig. Our Master has given me an extremely virulent strain of the bug that you crave, and before I take you to him, you are gonna get the mutated version, very soon, deep inside your guts. Want to change your mind about getting infected, pig? - It took all I could within to be able to get out an audible ... 'No'. - Sorry, I didn't hear THAT! - I NEED to get infected, Sir. - Good pig. Because, you have been chosen to receive a very unique gift. Now, we had better get you away from here before your very foolish boyfriend finds us.

Part 2; As we spooned we chatted for a while, and then I felt his Dick grow again. I spat on my hand, reached behind and lubed up my Ass, grabbed his Dick, and positioned it at my virgin hole, and pushed back. - PLEASE Fuck me. I really NEED you inside me! - No, we need to discuss this further, let's go to sleep. He pulled his beautiful Dick away from my eager virgin neg hole, and we went to sleep. After a few more weeks of dining at one another's homes, and plenty of his delicious toxic cum sprayed down my throat we officially became boyfriends. I was in Heaven. Almost. For a few more weeks after we officially became an item we came to a head with the whole 'bare fucking' situation. - Darling, are you really sure you want to convert? A question he must have asked me a million times by now. - Yes honey, I am completely sure. It is something as you know already that I have given much though for a few years now. - Yes, I know. The thing is, there is something I haven't told you, that being, I love sex parties, and am a total exhibitionist, and, don't you think it would be HOT if we had a bunch of guys watch me take your virginity? - Fuck YES! You would bareback me, right? He didn't utter a sound. He got up from the couch where we were both cuddling, and left the room. He came back holding something I am very fond of. He now ordered me to strip, and kneel down. - Hands behind your back. So, you want Master to infect you do you boy? I had woken the beast! We always referred to each other as Master & boy during play, as he was deeply into kink. I looked upto him and meekly replied; - Yes please Master. Make me your p☢️z rubber pig. He spat on my face, whilst slapping it, and proceeded to put the spider-gag onto me, and without hesitation began to aggressively face fuck me. - You want Master to knock you up, then, you will have an audience pig! We will go to the fetish party in a few weeks where I will give you what you crave. But, you are not allowed to cum between now and then, understood pig!? I couldn't reply as his cock head forced it's way to the back of my throat. - I said; understood pig!? Fuck, if you don't have the decency to answer your Master when you are spoken to, then, you do NOT deserve his cum down your throat. He whipped the spider-gag off of me, told me to keep my mouth firmly shut, spat on and slapped my face some more, then proceeded to wank over my face. My lover did not take long to squirt his thick toxic load. He used his still erect Dick as some kind of decorating wand to smear his toxic filth further across my face. My hole twitched at the thought of having my Man's toxic cum inside me in a few weeks, and that he has just called me 'pig'. He hadn't done that until now. I felt honoured! - Master, I need to go for a wee, please may I go? - Go on, you filthy pig I hurried off to the bathroom and inspected my face. GREAT, he hadn't smeared it thinly, and there was enough cum to scoop up with my fingers. I lay on our bathroom mat, and started to finger his precious DNA inside of me. Still an anal virgin, yet, p☢️z cum inside my ass. I felt exhilarated!

I love theatre loads! I’ve been taking porn shop cock since my early 20’s. I lived in NYC and was sucking cocks in a booth at a porn shop on 23rd and 6th. It almost always had a ton of action going on. I swallowed a couple of loads when my third cock of the evening showed up. He grabbed the back of my head and made me gag on his dad cock. He told me he wanted to eat my hole. When I stood up he spun me around and pressed me up against the wall. He ran the head of his cock over my hole. I protested that he need a condom if he wanted to fuck me but he started to push the head into my ass. I was afraid to take his raw cock but I relented and let him fuck my cunt. He fucked me like a pent up animal and he nutted in me pretty quickly. I loved feeling like a used cunt and happily cleaned his cock. I spent awhile looking for another cock to shove up my hole but the action was slow. I craved raw cock for days afterward and now I’m a total cumdump pig. I wish I could find him that guy again and thank him and take more of his seed.

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

I discovered Glory Holes when I was around ten. I've sucked Cock ever since.

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

Paybacks a Bitch (so is my Brother) Part 4 Tyson could only moan with Rod’s cock stuffed in his mouth as I dumped another load on toxic cum inside his ass. I could see Rod grab my brother’s skull between his two hands as he let the new cock sucker, “Time for you to learn that a real man’s cock belongs in a cock suckers throat.” I felt Tyson’s body convulsing and heard a “Oompha” from him and knew that Rod’s cock was inching its way into my brother’s throat as he was being taught the proper way to suck cock. Rod continued to mental challenge Tyson, “That’s it jock boy, suck that cock. Use for throat of yours and make me feel good.” With Rod’s ass right in front of my face I could tell he was slowly working his 9” in and out of Tyson’s throat while providing instruction as he pulled out, “Breath I through your nose before you suck my cock into your throat again.” I continued to work my poz load deeper into my brother’s as I knew something that would help get Rod to cum down Tyson’s throat. I wanted him to know what cum tasted like as he was going to be consuming it frequently over the next two weeks. I leaned in and began to eat Rod’s ass. His moans told me I was thing it right, his comment told me he wanted more, “Fuck yeah Steph, eat my ass. Fuck jock boy, your bro’s going to mage me cum soon. You better be ready to eat some sperm cause I’m going to be feeding you real soon.” I kept my tongue I Rod’s ass as he kept fucking my brother's mouth and throat. I could feel his ass start to clench as ha was getting closer to fling Tyson’s mouth with a load of his own dirty cum. I figured a few more thrusts and Tyson would have those baby makers shot into his tongue. Rod showed a kind streak he rarely shows a but he's skull fucking, “Jock boy better me ready to swallow my sperm cause I’m about to fill your mouth with enough sperm to choke a horse.” I knew Rod always shot huge loads, I’m usually able to keep up but wondered how my bro was going to handle the cum he was about to receive. This action also had be ready to deliver another load before I’d turn his ass over for Rod to breed. Rod was ready to give Tyson his first taste of creamy sperm as I felt his ass spam and he moaned if, “Oh yeah jock boy, taste that dirty sperm. I’m know you’ll enjoy the taste and it’ll go better when I breed your jock boy ass. Just savor the taste. I think you should use my sperm as tooth paste and brush your teeth with it.” With Tyson’s head still I Rod’s hands he finished filling up his mouth as a little dribbled of the corners if his lips and which Rod licked up as I finished filling Tyson’s ass one more time before I was ready to pull out. I was able to grab the toothbrush Rod asked me to have on hand. Rod took the toothbrush from me and as he told Tyson to hold his sperm he inserted the toothbrush into Tyson’s mouth and began to vigorously brush Tyson’s teeth. I knew the objective was to use the toothbrush to massage the virus present on Rod’s jiz into Tyson's gums.

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

Paybacks a Bitch (so is my Brother) Part 2 I heard moans from Tyson as I began to easy his virgin ass. As I began to when my tongue in deeper I reached for the Tina shards I had stashed just under the couch. I knew he might be resistant when I opened to slide my finger inside him to press on his prostate. I knew once I had that under my finger he’d feel the pleasure it would provide and allow me to slip in a nice shard of Tina. As I continued licking his ass I would brush my thumb across his hole several times to test if he was ready for me to penetrate him with my finger. After I brushed over his hole for the sixth time I decided ready or not Tyson was getting penetrated. I pushed my index finger into Tyson at which he first yelled out, “What the fuck are you doing?” I answered with, “Getting you hard bro.” I pushed in far enough to start rubbing his prostate causing him to change his tune suddenly hearing him moan and say “Oh fuck.” I worked my finger around before slipping in a savings finger along with a nice size shard or Tina. Tyson’s cock was kind of responding to the prostate stimulation, but with the Tina I was shoving into his ass I was sure it would keep him soft. Tyson made a quick comment about the burn from the Tina just pushed into his ass. As I felt it melt I readied another shard as I worked the two fingers currently inside my bro. Tyson was moaning like the bitch I was turning him into. I pushed a third finger ambit with two shards of Tina into his ass. I knew the Tina as not only going to give him a good case of Tina dick while making his hole very hungry. I continued to work his hole with my fingers as he continued to moan and his dick began to soften as I sucked it. As I worked the two shards of Tina into the walls of Tyson’s ass I could feel a change occurring in his ass, I felt his hole trying to sucking my fingers in deeper. I knew that he was ready for my 8.5” cock that was stuck hard. I had freed it from my shorts when I first pushed my index finger inside him. And as my three fingers teased him with the Tina and G clouding his thoughts I was getting it lubed up and ready to fuck him. It was time, I pulled my fingers from within Tyson eliciting a moan of disappointment and a request I had hoped for, “Damn bro, or your fingers back in my ass. That felt so damn good.” I didn’t say a word at first as I stood up between Tyson's legs, pushing his legs back as my cock lined up with his hungry hole. I spoke to him as the tip of my cock teased his hole, “I’ve got something I know you’re going enjoy much better.” I then pushed forward forcing my cock inside my brother’s straight ass. I expected some resistance or complaints from my new bottom bitch of a brother, but instead he moaned. The look on his face told me that he was conflicted between the pleasure my cock was giving him and the thought that he was getting fucked. It too me 5 strokes before I was balls deep. After a few minutes of my fucking him I paused and held still deep inside Tyson. I pulled out my well packed Tina pipe, lit my torch heating the bowl and sucking in the white smoke. I took 3 good hits as my brother looked up at me while I took a 4th hit which I intended to shotgun to Tyson. I leaned down placing my mouth over my brother's mouth and as I felt him to start to inhale I released the simple from my lungs. Tyson easily sucked in most of the smoke I released. The shotgun turned into a kiss that Tyson seemed to resist at first but as the Tina continued to take over his mind he began to kiss back. I resumed fucking my Tyson as I continued to smoke from my pipe and shotgun the smoke to, a now very willing, Tyson. My brother continued to kiss me along with taking the Tina I was giving him. The other thing he didn't know here was getting from me was my un medicated HIV. It dick was spewing forth a steady stream of my pre cum and soon he'd get a huge load of my dirty, poz cum. I planned to give him my first load without him knowing was going to be easy. When I smoke Tina I tend to have multiple orgasms and I was about to have the first of many. I felt my cock swell, could feel my balls pulled tight and then filled Tyson’s ass when a months worth of cum.

2. Seth "I want to fall asleep with my dick in your hole," Jon said. I had felt each drop of his sperm shoot into my hole and I thought I had completely drained him. But his dick was still hard and very much lodged deep in my hole. It was a queer feeling, to be so comforted by another man so completely dominating me. I wondered if this was how girls felt, when a man was inside of them. "Me too," I said. "I like your arms around me." "Me too. Feel your body against me," Jon said. "Feel so relaxed. So safe here," I said. I could feel Jon's breaths slowing down, as he recovered from his orgasm. I pressed up against him, his cock still semi-hard in my hole, the last bits of his semen dripping into my body. "And you. You're inside me." Across from me, Cal and JP were cuddled up as well. Cal smiled at me before he rolled over to face JP. The two started whispering to each other. Despite them being only a few feet away, I couldn't hear what they were saying. It didn't matter. Jon was whispering into my ear. "You ok? With falling asleep like this?" "Yeah," I said. Jon relaxed and his body pressed up against me. In my gut, there was a pleasant warmth radiating out. It was the cum that these men had so carefully injected into me, and I treasured the sensation. However, just as I was about to fall asleep, the warmth disappeared, like it was blown out by a sudden gust of wind. It startled me, and I must have jerked my body. "Stay here boy," Jon whispered in my ear. "Stay on me, and just enjoy it. Enjoy my dick inside of you and the feeling of connection." He pulled me a bit closer. His arms, wrapped around me, were firm and muscular and it was easy to lose myself in the feeling of comfort and happiness. I closed my eyes again. Jon's dick was still hard inside of me and it was what I focused on as I fell asleep. "You think you need it?" JP said to me. I was in a bright room, somewhere in their apartment. I was naked and immediately realized that my cock was stubbornly, embarrassingly soft. I tried to look around, but I was trapped in my body, unable to move. I was dreaming, although it was still unclear if it was a dream or a nightmare. "Do you boy?" he asked again. Before I even realized what I was doing, my mouth said "Yes." I wanted the ability to control the dream, but my brain was not allowing me to. I had to let it play out. I had to find out what was at the end. "Not that it matters," JP said. I was scared, but also excited. I wanted to play with my dick, but when I tried to reach for it, I discovered I was bent over a bench, my hands handcuffed to eye hooks bolted into the thick wood. I knew it was a dream, but it felt so real. Even the unsteady timeline and complex causality seemed plausible, explained away by the very lacunae in my brain that no doubt caused them. A new man appeared in front of me. "This is Michael," a voice in my ear whispered. I tried to turn, but found it strangely difficult to move my head. "He's a friend of ours. And wants to try out your ass." "Of course," I managed to mumble. The scene tilted in ways that in the real world, gravity made difficult. But then it was back to normal, only with Michael's cock buried deep in my ass. It felt like I had tried to resist, but it had been futile. "How does that full-blown AIDS cock feel in your ass?" the unknown voice asked. All I could focus on was the hard dick sliding in and out of my hole. I knew it was Michael. He was fucking me raw, but it felt good that a man was pleasuring himself using my body. I knew that the strange man had just told me something, something that was crucially important for me to remember. Something that I absolutely needed to remember, but in the dense fog of a dream, I completely forgotten what it was. "Feel good?" the unknown voice asked me. All that really mattered was how good Michael's cock felt in me. "Fucking amazing," I said. It didn't matter what he had told me earlier. All that mattered was how it felt to have a man's cock in my hole. How it felt to have Michael's thick shaft in my hole. "Goddamn hard cock in my hole." There was something I was supposed to be scared about, something about the beautiful, masculine cock filling me up. But I lost it as soon as I tried to remember. It wasn't important. The only important thing was the raw cock pounding my hole. In the uncanny tilts and shifts of dreams, the geography of my body morphed. I was no longer tied down to the bench; I was on my back in the bed. The sun was setting, painting the bedroom in golden red tones. Michael was on top of me and his cock was still buried in my ass. The setting could have been romantic. "Fucking take my cock, bitch boy," Michael grunted. His cock slammed into my ass. I expected the familiar, comfortable feeling of a man's cock. But instead, it was a blinding explosion of pain. I yelped from the hurt. "Just take it faggot," Michael whispered in my ear, as he held me in place, prolonging my agony. "You'll be better for it. Not just a worthless faggot." "A better faggot," I replied, still struggling to understand why this was so agonizing. When Jon had been in me, it had felt so good. When Cal had bred me, it had been complete bliss. When JP had filled me with his seed, I had thought I had been in heaven. But Michael was torture. Even his pre-cum burnt. "No. Just a faggot. Not a better faggot," Michael said. He slammed his cock into me again, and I winced. "Take it, faggot. You were just begging me for my infected dick." "I want to be a better faggot." I heard the words. They were in my voice. But I couldn't believe that I had said it. All I wanted was for the torment to end. "You know how to do it, faggot," Michael said. "So easy." He had told me something. So easy to do, and I wanted it so badly. But it had also been utterly terrifying. It was something I had nightmares about for years; only now it was part of my most important dreams. "Cum in me," I said. It was what I wanted. The warm semen would lubricate my dry hole. It would help soothe the burning. I turned to JP, who suddenly had been next to me the entire time. He was staring at me, staring at me getting fucked, and was stroking his cock. "Do it boy," He said. "Do what he wants you to do. Do it for me." I looked back at Michael. "Please," I said. Michael's eyes glinted and he smiled. For a brief, perfect moment, I thought nothing was going to happen, and I would be spared any more pain. But then Michael slammed into me, and the bright, burning pillar of pain erupted into my hole. "Uggh," I grunted, as I jolted awake. I tried to remember the dream, before it flew away on diaphanous wings. I was getting fucked. The man was suggesting that I get infected with HIV. Someone else said it would be good, and that made me feel safe. Safe, despite the monstrosity of the suggestion. As I thought about it, my stomach clenched even while my dick throbbed. I reached down, and there was a drop of pre-cum. "You ok?" a voice asked. A soft beard rubbed against my neck, and warm lips nibbled on my ear. I was still in Jon's arms. His cock was still in me. "Yeah," I said, happy to have a familiar warmth next to me. I may have only met him in person a few hours earlier, but we had talked so much, I feel like we had been friends much longer. "Bad dream." "Oh?" Jon asked. An arm drifted down to my groin. He wrapped his hand around my cock, engulfing my own hand already there. "Doesn't seem all that bad to me." "Scary?" I offered. "And sexual." One hand was already resting on my hard cock. "Definitely sexual," Jon said. He reached between us, and found his own cock. "Here," Jon said. "Come here. Tell me about it." He gently pulled his dick out of my hole. It was still hard, even though we had been sleeping at least a few hours. "Still hard?" I murmured. "Yeah," he said. "But it needs a rest." He gently rolled me over so that I was facing him. Behind me, Cal's hand reached out, and rested on my butt. The two men were protecting me, making sure that I was never out of their reach, and could always avail myself of their personal space and the safety that came with it. "Now, tell me what you want about your dream." He kissed my forehead. His beard was a little scratchy, but it felt good against me. "Someone was fucking me. Fucking me hard. And." I paused for a second. I knew that Jon was HIV-positive. But he also bragged about how healthy he was. We had talked about it, but with him being undetectable and I was going to be on PrEP, it didn't matter much. "And," Jon asked me. One arm was wrapped around my back, holding me close to him. The other hand had found Cal's arm, and was guiding it towards my asshole. "I knew about him. Like he had AIDS." "Was he fucking you raw?" Between us, my cock was pressing hard against Jon's stomach. "Yeah," I said. Jon's cock was also pressing hard against my stomach. It seemed perverse, even downright evil to be getting an erection talking about this. But there was no mistaking that we were both hard. "How did you feel? When he was fucking you raw?" Jon asked. "A bit scared." "But you know, PrEP protects you even then." "Yeah," I said. "But, maybe, maybe sometimes I forget a dose." "Did you forget a dose in the dream?" Cal's hand had rested on my ass cheek; it was clear he had fallen back asleep. But Jon's finger had found my hole, and were gently tracing out the edges. It was still wet from sweat and spit and semen, and each stroke of Jon's finger sent chills down my spine. "I can't remember," I moaned. My cock was throbbing from the memories. "Did he cum in you?" "I don't know. It's...it's all slipping away." True to their reputation, the dream had slipped away; the details forgotten and only the purest emotions remained. "Do you want him to cum in you?" "No," I answered quickly. But then I thought about it. How hard his cock was. How it had felt sliding into me. How strong I was. As Jon said, the drugs I had taken would protect me from the dangers. "Yes," I countered. "Maybe," I continued, then gave up. "I don't know." "Yeah? You don't know?" "Well. In the dream. If he came in me," I began. I trailed off. Jon pulled me a little closer, and pressed the tip of his finger into me. I could trust him with anything. "If he came in me, good things would happen." Jon pushed his finger further up my asshole. "Really good things." "Better than the minor risks?" Jon asked me. "I wish I knew what they were. The good things. But yes. The good things were worth it." I found Jon's lips and gave him a long kiss. I was glad I had the dream with him. There was no one else in my life that could have understood it like him. And for you? Have the good outweighed the bad?" "For what?" "For being you know," I stumbled. "You know. Poz and all." He took a second before he answered and considered it carefully. "Yeah," he finally said. "If only for Jean-Paul. And Cal. They are worth everything. And more." Even in the darkness, I could feel him raise his head and look at the two men sleeping peacefully behind me. Instinctively, he knew where his men were. "We never had to be afraid. Never afraid that our love would end up hurting each other." "Oh," I said. I wasn't sure what else to say. I hadn't expected something quite so personal. "It's easier now. We were all undetectable the last time we were tested. You're on PrEP. Bareback fucking isn't a death sentence. Not like the way it was." I leaned in and kissed him. He was right. It no longer mattered that he was poz and I was not. We were both on drugs that would protect us. We didn't have to worry about anything, whether as simple as a kiss, or as complex as raw sex. "Yeah," I said. He pulled his finger out of my hole but kept on massaging it. I lay still for a few minutes and enjoyed the firmness of his cock against my stomach. "How long has it been?" I finally asked, breaking the late-night stillness. "Being poz?" he whispered back to me. "Yeah." "Gotta think. Over 15 years. At least. Yeah. 17, I think." "Do you know how? How you got it?" "Old fashioned way," he said. "Got fucked raw." "Did you know?" "I'm not sure I cared. It was a, well, a." He paused for a moment; I couldn't tell if he was embarrassed or just searching for the perfect phrase. "A sleazy time of my life," he finally said. "And I got what I expected from it." "But," I asked. I felt like there was more to it than he had said. "No. No regrets." He pressed his finger back into my hole. I grunted in pleasure. "But no need for those worries now. We can be safe and raw at the same time." "Yeah," I said. I reached down and felt his cock between us. It was fat and hard, heavy and engorged. Right at the tip was a bead of pre-cum. I ran my finger through it. "Pre-cum," I whispered. "Poz pre-cum." "Yeah, boy. Feel my cock. You know what I'm thinking?" "Tell me," I said. "Getting back inside you. Feeling you so close to me. Feeling you so open to me. Sharing everything with you." The words were intense. As plain as they were, in the context of our discussion, they carried so much more meaning and intensity. They were dirty and even a bit nasty. "You want that?" he asked me. His finger was pressing against my asshole, daring me to answer anything other than the truth. "Yeah," I said. I still hadn't fully waken up yet, and my answer was directly from my body, not my brain. But my brain didn't mind; it was still remembering the intense sexual feelings from my dream. "Good," Jon said. He rolled me on to my stomach and dove behind me. "Really good," he said, as his tongue pressed up against my hole. "Fuck," he grunted as his tongue pressed into my hole. "I can taste my cum up there. And JP's." He swirled his tongue around a little, then paused. "And Cal's sperm." "Please, Jon," I mumbled semi-coherently into the pillow. Jon's tongue had put me over the edge. I wanted his dick back in me. "Give me a minute. And I'll give you my dick," Jon said, before diving back into my hole. He pressed his tongue back into me, pushing a wad of spit up there. "Mmmmm," I moaned, as he probed my hole with his tongue. As pleasurable as his fingers and tongue were, they were nothing compared to how his dick would feel, and I could barely tolerate any delay before Jon forced his dick back into me. Nevertheless, I forced myself to relax. I closed my eyes and focused on his tongue tracing out the edges of my hole. It wasn't the same as getting fucked but even so, it still felt amazing. It was calming, gentle, and slow. It would be long and easy, no urgency for either of us to get relief. It was a chance for both of us to learn more about the other, and I was glad that I was doing this with Jon. I knew there would be time later for me to explore this with JP and Cal. "That feels really good," I muttered. I wasn't quite falling asleep, but it was hard to stay awake. I had always known that the crossing between wakefulness and sleep was not always a straight line, but only then did I realize how many of the paths would detour into sex. It pushed me deeper into my trance-like state of sexual arousal. My dick was throbbing, but slowly, at the exact same pace as Jon's tongue was circling my hole. "Really good," I muttered again. "I know," Jon said. "For me too." His tongue returned to my hole. We continued for what might have been just seconds, but could have also been hours. I sort of lost track, as my mind drifted off, trying to remember my dreams and contemplating what Jon and I had discussed. What if I did forget a dose? Especially so early in my treatment? It was a dangerous, dark thought, and I tried to put it out of my head. "Will remember in the morning," I mumbled and repeated. "Remember in the morning," It was so faint I wasn't even sure if I heard it, or just felt the subtle changes in my breath. It quickly fell in rhythm with Jon's rim job. "Fuuuuck," Jon said, gently detaching his lips from my asshole. It had been a long, perfect kiss, and I knew he was ready for more. "I want to get inside you." "Do it, Jon," I muttered. This time I knew it was loud enough for Jon to hear because he climbed up between my legs and rested his cock on my wet crack. "Please." "Fuck, you are wet and ready," Jon whispered as he pressed into me. My hole put up the slightest resistance before opening up and welcoming his shaft into me. "So fucking hot," Jon continued. He had lowered himself on top of me and was resting on his arms. I could just barely feel his chest hair against my back. "Cum in me," I said. I had just asked an HIV-positive man to cum in me and my dick throbbed at the thought. "Please, Jon. Give me your load." Saying it so clearly was a revelation. I wanted to feel Jon so completely, and I wondered if his cum would feel different if he wasn't poz. Or if it would feel different if I wasn't taking PrEP. I could always forget a dose. It would be easy. But it would be so risky and dangerous. Yet it was a gift I could give these men. In repayment for the world they had opened up for me. "Fucking hot boy hole," Jon whispered into my ear. "Gonna breed you good," he continued. "Please, Jon," I grunted. My hole was hungry for hard cock and hot seed. There was little I would not do in order to get fucked and bred by Jon. The very least I was going to do was milk his shaft until he shot me full of his very special seed. My imagination had already started to spin out fantasies about far more intense activities that I would be utterly willing to do with Jon. "Of course, my boy," Jon said. He lowered himself on top of me, using his weight to push his dick deeper into me. It felt right for another man to be inside me, his raw cock scraping against my guts and dripping his pre-cum into me. In high school, I had been terrified of being gay. But now, in college, it was almost cool to be fucking another guy. However, this was different. It wasn't just about trends. It was about something permanent and eternal. It was about the ways two men could show their affection for one another. Not to mention showing off our erections. "I'm going to enjoy this fuck." With that, he relaxed on top of me. He was warm and heavy on top of me, enveloping and comforting me. I felt safe in his arms, and closed my eyes. I focused on the slow yet relentless thrusts of Jon's cock into my hole. I must have finally reached a point of cum-satiety that I although I wanted Jon to cum, I didn't need him to cum right that second. I could focus on the individual sensations of the fuck. The overall effect of Jon's fucking was calming. I found myself in a near-trance: not quite awake, not quite asleep, but entirely happy. Jon's arms were wrapped around me, his raw cock was deep inside me. He was dripping pre-cum into me, but I wasn't afraid. I was on drugs to protect me. He was on drugs that also protected me. The two of us were doing everything that we needed in order to defend ourselves. Together, we were safe. Nothing could hurt us. "I'm dripping inside of you, boy," Jon whispered in my ear. His voice was soft and gentle. "Dripping my poz cum inside of you." It didn't matter. The virus was defenseless against the chemical weapons we had deployed against it. Instead, it was just a matter of two men sharing the closeness that only bareback fucking could provide. "Give it to me," I murmured. It was late and I was sleepy from all the fucking over the course of the evening. It was a pleasant sleepiness, and I was sensitized to every breath and every heartbeat from Jon. I could even feel his dick throb in slow waves as more of his pre-cum dripped into me. "Give me your dick." "Give you my raw dick." "Drip your pre-cum into me," I mumbled. Something about how normal this all felt was affecting me. Although it was wonderfully normal and unremarkable, I was still in awe that Jon and JP, Cal and I had been so relaxed about sex. It was something fun, something we could share and enjoy. "I'm gonna fill you with my poz pre-cum," Jon continued. He whispered it in my ear, then gently sucked and nibbled on my ear lobe. It sent chills through my body. "Give me your pre-cum," I said. "And fill me with your jizz." "My poz jizz," Jon said. I had read stories about guys getting pozzed up. There was always a scene where the poz top would remind the bottom of the virus he carried. It had been so hot, but yet so dangerous. A quick fuck, a forgotten load, and my life would have been forever changed. But it didn't matter tonight. My body was protected and immune. "Fill me up. And fall asleep inside of me." "Of course, my boy," Jon said. He gave me a peck on the cheek, then rolled me over onto my side. He was lying behind me, spooned up with me, and his dick deep inside me. "Sleep," he said, as he wrapped a thick arm around me, pulling me in tight.

I learned by sucking my dad, later my married neighbor while his wife watched, and then my brother. It started when I was 14. My dad would get drunk, pass out on the couch wearing only a terry cloth shower kilt. I would sit on the floor staring at his cock and balls while he snored. Occassionally I would see his cock twitch, harden, and even drip precum. I would get brave and start touching, tickling and stroking his cock while he was passed out. I eventually got braver and braver as he never woke up. Eventually I started to lick and suck his balls and cock. One time he grabbed my head and woke up as I was on his cock. He demanded to know what I was doing. I claimed I was walking by and noticed his cock leaking and I was afraid he was going to piss on the couch. I thought that sounded better than saying I been lusting after your cock, and sucking you off for months while you were passed out. Anyway, after some yelling he said he was too drunk to walk to the bathroom and since I was going to drink his piss while he slept, I might as well drink it while he was awake. He told me to put my mouth back on his cock and he started pissing. Afraid he would think I lied about not wanting him to piss on the couch, I swallowed it all. Afterwards he started to get hard, and he grabbed my head and started moving it back and forth while I still had his cock in my mouth. Soon I started to develop a rhythm and he no longer needed to move my head back and forth on his cock. Suddenly he grabbed a hold of my head and pulled me roughly all the way to his crotch and shot his load. I just swallowed and do not really taste it that time. When he was finished he told me to get out of his sight and said you better hope I don't tell your mother about this because she would think I was a disgusting perverted pig. I started to cry until he promised he would not say another to her, and I promised to do anything for him to keep the secret. That was the beginning of my cock sucking.

Anyone get a buzz from chempiss?

I let anyone cum in my ass. I ask at times about status but most times do not. If it happens it happens, one must take responsibility for their actions. I do ask when I see it on their profiles--ask me--that is what it says so I do. LOL

Previously… There was a clock on the wall and it was reading 4.20 (I took a drag of the spliff) and I asked, "Pedro, you can do it, but I've to meet my landlord at 7. How long does coke last?". Pedro immediately realised I was a coke-virgin and bringing over the tray said "don't worry Stuart, it'll be just a mild buzz like coffee by that time". Lying bastard. Right so… My name’s Stuart and I was about to do cocaine for the first time with hot tattooed Spaniard in his late 30’s called Pedro. Exotic as he sounds this was happening in a surprisingly nice 2 bed-apartment in Glasgow’s dingy East End. Pedro (who was to later become my dealer) had convinced a very stoned me, that we had do coke to celebrate my beautiful white ass, and he planned to snort his off of my asshole. So first he came up to the head of the bed and passed me the small metal tray. On it was some coke, which was drawn up in four neat lines. “Those three are for later” he explained and passed me my straw. I looked at him sheepishly, “so I just snort it yeah?” I asked. He smiled, “just that, close your other – what do you call it?” “Nostril” “Yeah close the other one, snort it, and just enjoy the ride, but wait until after I do mine”. Taking his straw and a pretty large bump expertly on the back of his hand, Pedro scooted down the bed while I went on all fours to look at the tray in front of me. I felt Pedro’s hands on my asscheeks and looked back at him. He pushed my ass further forward and down and pushed out my legs, exposing my hole. “Fuck yeah chico” he said, “I’m gonna snort this china-white from your beautiful hole”. I stayed as still as I could as I felt the powder being shaken on my asshole and after a second of two heard a snort. “Oh fuck yeah” Pedro almost croaked, as the cocaine started its work, “now you do yours chico” he said a bit hoarsely, caught up in his high. As Pedro’s hand continued to hold my ass apart, I turned to the tray and held up my straw. Looking at the line on the left I went for it, and in one snort managed to get all the line in, no crumbs, no waste. I immediately felt weird as though I had gunged up the back of my nose, and then could taste the slightly soapy flavour to the coke start to seep down the back of my throat. Then it hit me. Suddenly I was sure of everything. I knew what was going on, as my heart started to beat faster, I knew my eyes were dilating and this feeling of what can only be described as “wellness” inched up the back of my brain and switched all the anxiety buttons off. I was relaxing into my power – I know that sounds bit fuckin’ flakey – like some dumb self-help book for frustrated middle-aged women – but that’s the easiest way to say it - the coke made my energy levels shoot up and at the same time stripped away all my (lets be honest) many self esteem problems. Quickest way to stop giving a shit about anything. Physically I felt my skin almost singing as I got up on my hands and knees and arced my back. I felt fuckin’ good. “Oh yeah it’s hitting me” I said, “oh man, that’s hitting me hard”. “Good to hear it chico” said Pedro, “cause you’re gonna love this” and with that he dove his face down into my ass… . . . …I needed to put those dots there… I needed to pause this memory to give a moment’s respect to one of the purest, most delicious moments of sexuality I have ever, fucking, experienced. Pedro, that beautiful bastard, knew how to rim. Added to that - his coke-fuelled energy. Added to that - my coke-high. It was Pure. Fucking. Perfection. He went all-in to his job. We’re talking spitting and using fingers. We’re talking high-speed dragging your stuck-out tongue like a paintbrush up the entire ass-crack. We’re talking tongue-fucking, and then tongue and finger action at the same time. Pedro loved rubbing his shaven head against my bucking hole. Then there was that biting jaw-action you can do covering your teeth when you’re deep in a guy’s ass. I was experiencing his rimming as if I was doing it myself. I instinctively knew what he was going to do from my overdriven senses. I knew when he would begin to start circling the tip of his tongue or shaking his face and shoving his nose into my wet juicy crack. I always liked the expression “like a pig after truffles” – well Pedro was a piggy bastard and I was loving it. I had been thrashing on the bed with pure pleasure. It took me a while to focus out of whatever zone I was in and come back to where I was. Pedro had come up for some air. I was spreadeagled – my pale smooth but defined body on all fours on his bed - I looked over at the tray to see I’d knocked against it and all the lines were one pile again – still all on the small little tray though so that was good. I picked it up and turned to pass it back to Pedro saying “sorry man, I think you’ll have to line em up again”. Pedro just laughed, he’d been stroking his beautiful tan cock to hardness. I looked at his cock and said “maybe it’s my turn to snort a line off you?” “Chico” he said (I normally hate any kind of nickname but I was loving his sexy Spanish accent - he could have been calling me a fucking nonce and I’d still have lapped it up), “you can put that coke on my cock, but coke does not get snorted off my cock.” I looked at him a bit puzzled. He looked back at me, his deep-brown eyes smiling, expectantly. I looked back at him, a small smile timidly growing on my face. He started to nod. I started to nod. “So you get what I’m saying?” he said. I replied, “um, actually no, not a clue – how else am I gonna get it off your cock? Are you just gonna let it drop off? Won’t that waste it?” Pedro looked at me exasperatedly – “Chico, I’ll fuck it into you”. “ohh”, I replied as I finally put two and two together. I won’t lie, sometimes I can be a little bit on the “slow-fucker” side of things. With that Pedro grabbed the tray out of my hands and said “push your ass back here chico”. I pushed back along the bed to him, ass in front of his cock. Pedro balanced the tray on this chest at the end of his bed and reached underneath to pull up some body-glide – a silicone lube that’s brilliant for fucking but you never get out of the sheets. Normally some stupid factoid like that would make me tense up just a little – those tiny nagging worries that build up and stress you out of having a decent shag. Now I couldn’t give the slightest tiniest fuck, I didn’t even think about the fact that this would have be bareback and I normally hardly ever barebacked and only with people I intimately trusted. Still there was a part of me that bubbled up and said “so let me get this straight Pedro, you are gonna fuck me with that lube and a line of coke – is that really doable?” Pedro chuckled and said “you’re in safe hands chico. I know the right amount for your ass and you’ll feel a whole new type of high” Then he took my right hand and said “but you should go first” and rubbed some lube on my finger and then put a bump on my index finger. He directed my hand behind my arched back, “now guide that into your hole chico!” With Pedro’s guidance I started to push my fingers into my spit-slick hole rubbing the coke and lube into my pucker. The coke and lube were such opposite textures, slippy and gritty and it felt great, no, it was “right”, and I started to get off at the idea of my fingers getting in past my tight pucker, one, then two, then three. As I was fitting the third finger into a comfortable finger fucking rhythm – I was suddenly fascinated by the way I could keep balance with a hand pushing fingers up my ass. Time seemed to slow down as my entire body was swaying with the finger fucking pulse and I was following every groove of my knuckles when Pedro’s voice started to come from what I though was another room. “You’re a complete natural chico” he smiled, “mama china, she obviously loves you, and I know just the way we’re gonna say thank you, now come to papi”. I took my fingers out and got to the end of the bed where Pedro was. Pedro enfolded me in his strong tattooed arms and pulled my hand to his face. He sniffed deep, “mmm chico, you smell tasty” he said and then guided my hand down to his cock. I reused my lube on his cock and then turned and bent over the bed again. I pushed my cheeks back just under his cock. Then Pedro squirted a bit more lube on his uncut 9 incher and started to rub his cock all up and down my ass crack. Time slowed down again for me as I felt the tingle of every deep rub from his cock against my pucker. I needed him inside me. We needed to be one. I needed to feel his cum deep inside me. Pedro looked at me, I was turning back to watch him grind against me. His upper lip curled as he looked from my face to my rocking asshole. “Mm you like that chico,” he groaned, biting his lip. He put his hands on my ass slowing down my movement, “now I want you to stay still for minute”. He found the coke and lined his rock hard dick with the thick remainder of the last two lines. He reached back to get his phone and recorded himself pushing in the head of his cock – coated with coke. “Aye I can feel it go in” I grunted, to which Pedro quipped “I fuckin’ hope so”, I responded, “I mean the coke on top of your cock man”. We laughed and I just let the sheer wave of pleasure as his 9 incher kept shoving through my sphincter up to my prostate – filling me and expanding, filling and rubbing and pulling back slowly and then pushing back a tiny bit quicker. Meanwhile the coke was starting to make my ass numb at first. Pedro tossed me up his phone. “Press play” he said and I started to watch my pink hole with a coke covered cock get fucked. “It looks like a double dipper” I laughed, but Pedro didn’t hear me or maybe he didn’t get the reference – double dippers were these paper packets of sherbet you got in the UK and some of Europe, with separate raspberry and orange sherbet compartments and a yellow candy stick that you licked and dipped into them one by one to lick off the sherbet. I could hear myself saying “Aye I can feel it going in”. Pedro continued to serve my ass pumping in and out a slow regular pace now. It was hot to watch this ass – I mean - my ass get chem-fucked by this thick juicy cock. I looked away from the phone and turned back and saw him – head thrown back to look at the ceiling, hands up to tweak his nipples, muttering to himself “fuck yeah this is a tight puta pussy” as his hips went on and on, slowly auto–fucking his chems into me. He was in his own euphoria. I turned back to the video. The file had finished, I exited the file and saw the other movie files show up beside it, a lot of their previews pink and orange from some other close-up on a bodypart – more homemade porn? I clicked on one thinking “he won’t mind”, and quickly saw a familiar face – Andrew my fuck buddy! Pedro started to pick up the pace. A steady ball-slapping fuck at this stage – the pleasure from each thrust hit that reward centre in the back of my brain and rolled down my back. “Oh yeah”, I groaned, “shove your cock deep in me! Pound my ass!” As I jolted from the fucking I pressed the play button. I thought, this way I can include Andrew even if he’s not here. The video was jerky (or maybe it was the fact that I was being punch-fucked by Pedro while I watched it) but showed my fuck buddy’s face – who was an auburn-haired catholic lad from Belfast over here to get a bit of distance from the place – who could blame him? Building a fancy Titanic museum doesn’t even begin to paper over the cracks in that broken city. The video panned back to show him being fucked in the same bed I was in, but not by Pedro, but some other white lad with a northern Irish accent who was smacking his already-bright red ass. I guessed Pedro was enjoying filming him too much to be currently taking part. The coke and fucking won back my complete attention and I laid the phone down by my side. At this stage Pedro was pulling his cock out almost fully and then shoving it all the way back in – punch fucking as I call it. It really pounded my asshole’s nerves – my ass was on fire. The pace of the punchfucking increased Pedro had hips like a fuckin’ eel. My head was being push further into the bedding and I muffled out “Just keep fucking me” as my prostate started to swell. From the phone I heard “Choke on my cock ya dirty Taig-cunt” and almost got completely derailed from my building climax. Y’see – Andrew loved a bit of roleplay – specifically protestant/catholic dom/sub roleplay – he tried to get me into it but I could never keep a straight face. One great thing about coke, you only have to remember your sexy situation - being topped by a hot Spaniard who’s chem-fucking your ass into oblivion, and you’re there 100% focussed again. Pedro was stiffening inside me, his sweat dripping onto my back, to run down my ass and get fucked into me by his insatiable tool. He had both feet on the bed on either side of my knees and was resting his hand on my shoulders as he fucked me a type of doggy – doing squats to dip his dick in and out of my tingling ass. We both were past our usual stamina at this point. I urged him on, “fuck yeah Pedro, I’m almost ready”. He looked me looking back at him and grinned. Then he started pounding my ass like a man-possessed. I couldn’t keep up with him and it was in a very short time he started breathing low and heavy. He grabbed my hips and muttered something in Spanish and then I could feel his cock fill up and shoot out hot cum straight into my ass. Time slowed down with as he came, my energy and his energy joining, the coke sending everything electric, the cum - we were one being, blissed out on life. Beside me the phone display showed 6.45pm. Oh fuck....