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I was home from college for the summer, my parents are divorced so I spent the first part with my mom the second part with my dad, my Dad was a tall hairy broad bloke, had a Charlton Heston look about him too. My dad picked me up at the airport, grabbing my luggage he threw it in the truck then hugged me "It's great to see you" he smiled. I smiled back "It's great to see you too". He opened the door "Let's get out of here, before security runs us off." We chatted on the journey, Pulling in the driveway he turned to me "I couldn't get alot of time off so I will have to go to work, but if you will take me you can have the truck so your not stuck at the house." I didn't have a car so this was great, I didn't know how I was going to pass the time at home. I settled into my room, then called it a night I was really tired from traveling, so it wasn't long before I was asleep. The next morning came, my dad popped his head in "Steve it's time to get up , your gonna take me to work." I rolled over to say something but he was already gone, I got up, got dressed, and met him at the door. He smiled "Did you sleep ok?" He grabbed his coat it was freezing outside, I forgot how cold it got here. I simply nodded my head as I was still half asleep, grabbing my coat we were out the door. He handed me the keys "I'll let you drive so you can remember how to get to my new workplace." Opening the door he climbed in and we were off. After I dropped him off I went home and right back to bed. It was 4:30 so I left the house to pick up my dad, he climbed into the truck "Hey man I see you found your way." He chuckled I smiled "Yeah " My dad turned to me "Hey let's go get something to eat and have a couple of drinks I never got to celebrate your 19th birthday with you." I thought this was a great idea, so he had me go a different way. As we turned the corner I noticed an old adult bookstore, it was right behind my dad's workplace. I tried not to make my stare obvious, I felt my cock stir, I readjusted myself and asked my dad where he wanted to eat. After dinner it was late so we went home and to bed, All I could think about was that fucking bookstore. I looked it up the store online it was known to have gloryholes which got my dick hard. I had gone to a bookstore close to the campus and had my first gloryhole experience but, I'm straight. I like pussy just as much as the next guy and will fuck some pussy every chance I get. But I love having my dick sucked, I don't give a fuck who's doing it a mouth is a mouth. The next day came and I dropped my dad off at work, I thought I would leave early to pick up my dad and hit it up the bookstore then. Dad turned to me "We'll go out for dinner tonight so we can catch up some more ok." Dropping him off, I drove around the block to check out the bookstore again, it was on, I would come back early to pick up my dad and hit the store then. As my day went on, i was horny, grabbed keys and made sure not to drive by my dad's work I took another route, parking the truck down the street so as to not be noticed. Once inside I walked up to the counter nervously, the guy took my entrance fee and I was heading thru the door. It was a long hallway with booths down one side, there were signs with warnings which I paid no attention. I opened the first door no gloryhole so I went down further picking another booth. Looking in I saw the hole on the one side, jackpot I thought, entering I put some money in as the porn started playing. I was in the booth about 10 minutes when I heard the door open, close and lock, the screen lit up. Before long I saw a finger come thru the hole I dropped my pants, stood up, and put my dick thru the hole. It was amazing the guys mouth was so warm, I could feel my cock slide across his lips as he sucked me, a moan escaped my mouth. I hadn't had pussy let alone head since I got here and my balls were aching for release. I pushed my pelvis as flat to the wall as I could so he could suck every inch of my cock "That's it man suck that fucking cock" I whispered. He pulled off it "Hell yeah, you gonna give me that load dude." He wasted no time going back down on my cock. I began to face fuck him I knew I wouldn't last long so I told him to take it slow, it was no use I felt my fucking nuts tighten up "Dude I'm about to blow this down your fucking throat." I started to breathe heavy as I started shooting, my dick throbbed over and over as I filled the guys mouth and throat with my jizz. He kept sucking til I was empty "Fuck man you about drowned me that was a fucking load!" He exclaimed. Pulling my dick back thru, he got up and left, it wasn't long before someone else entered the booth and another finger was at the hole. I didn't think I could cum again so soon but I stood up, putting my dick back thru the hole, feeling another wet warm mouth my dick began to get hard again this guy was better than the first "Oh yeah dude your gonna get this load." I could already feel another load brewing in my balls. This guy was quite the eager cocksucker "Oh man I want you to cum all over my fucking face!" Starting to suck my cock first his hand then his mouth I could feel his tongue licking the head of my dick, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back, he started to pick up the pace when I told him I was going to bust. I tilted my head back "Oh fuck man here it fucking cums!" With that I felt my balls tighten again, I gasped as I shot my load, he licked the head and stroked me at the same time. He got up to leave as I looked at my cell phone thinking I had better get out of here to pick up my dad, as I opened the door to walk out the other guy did to. I looked at him smirking as had my cum all over his face, he didn't even bother to wipe it off. Walking away, the door to the hallway opened again, looking up I froze, it was my dad. Ducking into the booth the guy had been in I closed the door and locked it. I stood by the door so nervous, thinking I could try to leave, an attendant came thru the hallway telling me to put money in the machine, I couldn't go back out right away in case my dad was out there so I had no choice. I put some money in and the movie began to play. I heard the door to the booth I was previously in open, close, and lock then the porn started to play. Standing close to the gloryhole the other person would not be able to see me but it didn't seem to matter because I saw his finger rubbing the hole. I thought what the fuck I have time to get my dick sucked again, sticking my cock thru the hole I felt another warm mouth, in this cold weather I loved the sensation of pulling my cock out in the cold air then having it engulfed by a hot wet mouth. There was no doubt this guy had sucked some cock before he was a pro, he didn't mess around he was all throat, all the way down til I could feel his nose in my pubes. Applying the perfect amount of suction and hand stroke on the way back up, I couldn't say a word, I was absolutely speechless. I had already cum twice so this one wasn't going to be easy but rather than say anything I just let this guy suck my cock, enjoying his skills. My cock was rock hard, I didn't think it was possible but he got me there. He pulled back every so often to just stroke me so I never knew when he was going to go back down on me, it was fucking awesome. He pulled back off my cock, this time he seemed to take longer. When he went back down on my cock it felt so fucking good I couldn't believe it I let out a gasp, it felt like velvet, it was so tight, warm, but not as wet it felt like pussy. I pulled back away from the gloryhole a little so I could see his lips, when I looked down I didn't see lips, instead I see the guys hairy ass. He had my cock right up his ass, I started to pull out but he reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't, he immediately started to ride my dick. I could feel how good his ass felt....it worked! Squeezing his ass tight with every upstroke he was literarily sucking my cock with his asshole. I stood at the wall gape mouthed, I was in fucking ecstasy I couldn't say a word. I had never fucked anyone thru the gloryhole before, when a guy would put his ass up to the hole I would pass or pull out, but this guy was so moist, i think he was carrying a load already, it was like silk. This time I could feel my load building I wanted to say something but I couldn't it was just to fucking good. I wanted to cum in this guy bad so I started to fuck him as I felt my load start to explode. I came so fucking hard in this guys ass I wanted to absolutely scream! He could feel me cumming as my knees buckled against the wall, I thought I would pass out. I groaned as I shoved my dick as deep in his ass as I could. He reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't pull out "That's it boy cum in my fucking ass!" He was panting and groaning... Fuck me...., I recognize that voice..... it was my dad! I stopped as he continued to ride my cock me unloading the last drops of cum in him. Trying to pull out he held on to my balls, I knew if I told him to let go he was bound to recognize me, I had no choice and let my dad finish riding me before he pulled off my dick. Once he was done I flew out of the bookstore, jumped in the truck and hauled ass. I pulled in to parking lot to pick him up as he walked around the building, my heart began to race. I had to think,think...It was to late as he was in the truck "Let's get something to eat, I'm starving." We sat down to dinner and nothing was ever said about the secret ass-fucking I gave him at the bookstore, I felt that he really didn't know it was me, I was relieved.although he did keep scratching his ass at times. We drank and talked about his work day and I just smiled "What you smiling for?" He looked at me I looked back at him, the handsome masculin father of mine "Just glad to be here Dad." I was smiling thinking about how my dad was sitting across from the table with his ass full of my cum and whilst here will fill him again and agsin, anonymously of course... Thanks Dad

Part 9 I had a few more ‘pozzing’ sessions over the week. Steven even had me come over to a hotel room where he had twink meet him. Steven told me it was the twink's 18th birthday and he was looking to get fucked his the first time. What the kid didn’t expect was that he was going to hey this ass fucked full of cum. When I arrived I found the kid was tied up with a butt plug in his ass. Steven told me “I need you to add your cum to what I’ve already deposited.” I asked “Did he meet Tina?” Steven held up a pipe and answered “It was a little cloudy when we started.” I then commented, “I figured you’d play darts with him.” Steven laughed and said “I would have, but I needed help. And I figured with your assistance we can convert him.” I started to strip as I noticed how young he looked. He had no pubic hair. I had to ask Steven “Are you sure he's 18?” Steven answered “Yes. I had him bring his birth certificate.” He showed me the kids burn certificate. I learned that the twink lived a couple hours away and that his father was a minister or reverend, something like that and the doesn’t know that the twink came here to hook up. Steven planned to mid the kid through the weekend getting him addicted to raw cock, cum and Tina. It was time to give him a proper introduction to miss Tina. Steven was going to administer the kid's first slam as I administer my own slam at the same time. The kid’s slam was very strong as he coughed out hard. I started to fuck him before he died coughing as Steven released the kid’s restraints as he said “Knock him up. Get him pregnant.” The kids had no clue as I started to fuck him. By the time I had deposited me third dirty load of cum and he had had a second slam he was asking me to get him pregnant. When I left, Steven was giving him a third slam as he fucked him some more. At this point the kid was asking for another slam and Steven was telling him “You are now my bitch. Your ass belongs to me.” Steven held up the twink's phone showing a video clips of him sucking cock, getting fucked, smoking from a pipe and getting slammed. He told the kid “I sent these to anyone in your contact list along with this message, ‘I can no longer lie to any of you. I am a gay drug addict. I have left home for good.’ Everyone you know back home know what you've become, Tina whore. You will do as I say or I’ll just seen your ass to the highest bidder and you’ll have be heard from again. The kid was starting to cry as I was walking out the door. The kid came around quickly as he became one of Steven’s working boys. Steven had his pubic hair permanently removed as it made him look really young and rented his ass out to perverted that liked to think he was 13 or 14 even though he was actually 18. On Friday I received a text from Steven. I was to be the guest of honor for the weekend at a special party. The group were alumni from a major college. One of the schools that was heavily recruiting me to play football. I arrived at the local hotel meeting Steven I the lobby. He told me “These are really good friends of mine you should meet since you’ll be playing college football there.” I let Steven know “l hadn’t decided where I was going to play football.” Steven looked at me and didn’t say a word. His stare said enough. I knew that I was going to commit the play football there and that I’d be getting you know these alumni very well. We got off the elevator, walked down the hall and Steven used a key card to open the door to the room. Steven introduced me to everyone there. They all talked about how happy they were they I had decided to play football at their alma mater. Before too long a glad pipe appeared and was starting to get passed around. When it was handed to me I was encouraged to take several hits off it as clothes stared to come off the men standing around me. As I started to lose what I was wearing Steven told me “Enjoy yourself, I have to get back to my new slut” as he headed towards the door. I was completely naked and had someone eating my ass while being given a cock to suck. I heard someone say, “I think our new quarterback needs a slam.” I was carried over to the bed where I was placed on my back. Before I knew it I had the tourniquet on my arm, had the needle suck in my vein and he contents from the rig pushed into me. The tourniquet was snapped off and I coughed out hard. Damn that was a strong slam, all I said was “Holy Fuck. For the next 2 nights I was kept high with multiple slams as each guy their turn breeding me. I was told how good my ass felt and how they each looked forward to seeing me when they visited the school.

Part 36 - The City of Angels With all the celebrations over and everyone else departed Ben and Mark enjoyed some quiet time for the last week of their stay in Barbados, they would swim in the morning with the Salinger guys building new friendships. Nicky and Kit had departed and they promised to meet up when they got back to LA for lunch and she even invited them to the set of her Big Little Lies to watch the second series being filmed. Ben would often make Mark laugh and love him more with his stubbornness over their wealth by his constant grounding of Mark whenever he wanted to buy him gifts. They were both looking forward to getting back to LA and creating their new life together and especially so as Angelo and Ethan would soon be moving there, but Ben couldn't deny he loved everything about the Salinger Barbados Retreat, to him it was truly paradise and he could stay there forever with Mark by his side. Josh turned waking up from his sleep being careful not to wake Bobby only to find he was already awake and looking at him, the unusual feeling of waking up in bed next to a man was still slightly strange but he couldn't help but smile. They laid there looking at each other as Bobby stroked Josh's arm, he had never felt so at peace as he looked Bobby in the eye and began wondering if this was to be his true love and would he know if it was really love. All he did know was this his body tingled with every stroke and single caress causing, this caused him to lean forward gently kissing Bobby's nipple with gentle sucks and swirling his tongue around, hearing Bobby softly moan in pleasure he placed gentle kisses upwards moving across his neck and chin through the closely cropped beard until his tongue slipped in to Bobby's mouth. Arms instantly wrapping around each other they kissed long and softly until Josh cuddled up closer feeling secure in Bobby's arms, the small age gap between them was so insignificant to Josh, after all it appeared to make Bobby a more reliable person and definitely without question a better and exciting person to be in bed with. "Have you really fallen in love with me?" Josh spoke quietly. Bobby caressed his back "Yes" he replied kissing his head "something in me just told me you were the one". Josh looked up at him "I don't really know what love is Bobby, but I like how you make me feel". Bobby hugged him "You will know in your heart" he leaned his head back to look at Josh "stay here with me". Josh chuckled "Your not going to give in are you?" he asked nuzzling Bobby's neck. "Absolutely not Josh" Bobby replied stroking his back. Josh sighed "Okay" he casually replied as if just answering a simple question. Bobby kissed his head "Really you will?" he asked again seeking confirmation. "Yes" Josh bit down Bobby's neck giggling. Bobby smiled "It does mean living here at Liongate" he reminded him. Josh looked up at him "I don't mind, would we buy somewhere if it works out?" he asked Bobby. "I think so unless you get to attached here" he replied "anyway one thing is for sure Maddy loves having you around". Josh nodded and smiled "They have both been so good to us". Bobby looked at his phone for the time "Speaking of which we should join them for breakfast". Bobby and Josh were first in the breakfast room followed shortly by Maddy and David, Bobby nudged Josh to tell them he had decided to stay and see how things worked out. To say they were pleased was an understatement and Maddy more so and was already planning lunches before David stopped her excitement reminding her that he was also going to be working and not just living in LA. Maddy was not about to be beaten and negotiated with David and Bobby for at least 3 lunches a week, Josh sat there laughing in amusement as Maddy drove a hard bargain. It was only when she brought up Italy and Milan that he stopped laughing and looked at her, Bobby looked at Josh but before he could say anything Maddy told them the flights were booked and they would be leaving in two days time to spend 4 days in Milan. She went on to explain it was her way of saying thank you to Josh for being here for Bobby and helping him settle in, but also she loved that Josh would go out with her allowing her to get out of Liongate more. Josh knew from Ben how stubborn Mark was when he decided on something and that he got it from his mother so he laid down in submission accepting her generous offer happily. Ethan was eating breakfast and Angelo appeared with the mail for and handed a letter to Ethan, he opened the envelope which looked all official he saw it was from the county prosecutors suddenly all the memories of that night Matt came at him with the knife came flooding back, he looked up eyes watering as he pushed the letter over to Angelo who read it over and over as a tear fell from his eyes taking in the words from the page. Matt had got in to an altercation in the county jail whilst waiting assessment leading to his untimely death as a result of injuries he sustained, the paragraph was brief not going in to much detail. "You okay" Ethan asked looking at Angelo. Angelo pushed the letter away "I think so, it's very sad news" he paused "well it is finally finished". Ethan looked oddly at him "What has finished?" he asked. "He has finished trying to ruin my life" Angelo wiped his eyes "and now it's just us Ethan". "Absolutely, I want us to build our own life together Angelo" Ethan walked round to his side and kissed him. Angelo put his arm around Ethan "Are you going to keep the business law study going?" he asked. "You sound like my father... I suppose and I will need to find work" Ethan said suddenly hitting home on the realisation. Angelo laughed "We are rich Ethan you don't need to work". Ethan chuckled "Yeah forgot about that but I need something to do". Angelo kept quiet as David, Bobby and he had already thought of using Ethan to work with both of their companies with Jack's help. They were only going to be in Larchmont for several days more before heading back to LA as the deal with the company was all done, in a short space of time Tony had been recruited by Angelo and Raffa to manage the business as he was already working as a duty manager of a warehouse sales company and the fact Angelo trusted him was good enough for Raffa. The $1 million dollars was paid in to both of their families banks, Angelo knew that this the evening would be full of protesting about of the money as they were dining with both sets of parents. The evening didn't turn out to be so bad except they couldn't stop their parents for making plans to see them off at the airport. Ellie was not as upset as Ethan and Jack had expected or prepared for, she was more excited about visiting them in LA than they were about moving there. Adam and Tony were in the process of moving in to the house they now owned thanks to Mark when they received the news by text from Ethan about Matt. Adam sat there shocked as he remembered catching the stalker and having the most intense sex with the stranger at the time. Tony's phone pinged and he saw a message from Mark with their flight details as they were required to be in LA at the end of the month at the request of Daniel Salinger. Adam laid back on the sofa mildly amused "I think our lives will involve going back and forth to LA quite a bit". Tony plopped down next to him "No regrets about not moving out there?". Adam shook his head "No I am to east coast and like it here" he replied and kissing Tony "And you?" he asked looking at him. Tony paused for a moment before replying "Kind of but like you I am an NY through and through". Adam laughed "I still can't believe Ben came out and married Mark like that". "Why not?" Tony asked amused by his comment. Adam looked at him "We never got to have sex with him, or Ethan come to that". Tony pushed Adam "You trollop, but a lovely one at that who I am so in love with". Ethan hugged Ellie and his sister one more time as the stood by security at the airport, Jack and Angelo were talking then hugged each other hard. The previous evening they had discussed with them about the wedding that was still to take place in the Hamptons at the beach house. Angelo being very specific about where on the beach it would happen explaining it was where they realised their future, Ellie was pleased to take on organising it with the help of Margarite and Sandra. Ethan fired a warning shot to his mother about it being simple but romantic and not over the top. They waved one final time as they cleared security and into departures, they were being met by Mark and Ben where they were to stay at Liongate for as long as they wanted. Mark and Ben had already visited Ben's father since no one was home at Liongate due to the Milan trip, they were both excited to see Heike's plans for 321 St Pierre which struck a modern yet elegant balance but not flashy by any means, the work was to take 3 months to complete. Ben and Angelo had gone out together seeking offices close to Palisades whilst Mark took Ethan out looking at look at real estate, Ethan having never done this before was kind of lost as they sat in the office of the real estate agent Dimitri whom they chose more for his looks than reputation but it was a solid company around the area. Mark kept making glances at Ethan who was trying not to laugh as they made out the defined arms of the 24 year old Ukrainian, his blond hair and deep blue eyes were so mesmerising that they found themselves constantly asking him to repeat questions as they paid no attention. Dimitri was wondering if they were two guys bored and just out for some fun, he had no idea Mark Davenport sat in front of him just two very interesting and pretty hot guys. Dimitri cleared his throat "I asked what sort of budget do you have in mind?" he asked clearly focusing on Ethan. "Oh well what can I get for $5 million" Ethan said scratching his head as he spoke the word million. Dimitri looked at him cautiously "What area are you thinking of?" he replied. Ethan looked at Mark who answered "Near St Pierre". Dimitri tapped away on his computer wondering how old Ethan was "We have a property on St Cloud". Mark looked surprised "St Cloud?". "Yes" Dimitri answered "It is a discreet sale at $4.9 million" he looked at Mark and Ethan. "What is the address of the property?" Mark asked. Dimitri smiled "I am sorry sir I cannot divulge that information just yet". It was a kind of cat and mouse game as Dimitri was trying to suss them out as real buyers, Mark could clearly see that Dimitri was quite focused on Ethan when the conversation stalled. Ethan well he was quite charmed by him and his slight Russian accent punctuating between words, he was far off in a dreamy state before coming back to earth. "So how far is the property from 321 St Pierre and Liongate" Ethan asked seeing a surprised look appear on Dimitri's face. "Oh, do you know the owners of those properties?" Dimitri asked sounding interested. "Yes" Ethan replied "My friend here and his husband just brought 321 St Pierre" he now watched Dimitri. Mark nodded "And my family home is Liongate" he said trying not to play the revelation down. "I am terribly sorry" Dimitri apologised "It is 400 St Cloud walking distance to both". Ethan looked at Mark "Ideal if you don't mind us being so close" he said. Mark smiled "Perfect" he turned to Dimitri "We would like to view it now please". Within minutes they were driving up to 400 St Cloud and Ethan fell in love with it immediately, it was private, spacious with 7 bedrooms with a private apartment annexe and ideal. Mark phone Angelo and told them to come over and have a look, in the meantime Dimitri sat down in the dining room with Ethan. "I am sorry, I thought you were browsing for fun we get a lot of that" he explained to Ethan. Ethan smiled "That's okay, if it was anyone else we would have walked" he replied. Dimitri smiled "If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?". Ethan laughed loudly "19 and my partner is 26" he said after calming down. Dimitri just stared at him "Is a shame you have a partner" he winked just as Mark came back in. "Angelo and Ben are 15 minutes away" he stopped looking at them both "what is going on here?" Mark asked smiling. Ethan sat back in the chair "Getting to know Dimitri" he chuckled. Mark shook his head and kissed Ethan on the head "Angelo will be extremely jealous you know". Ethan looked up "I know" he looked at Dimitri "If you get us a good deal you can come to dinner". Dimitri looked at Mark who laughed "At Liongate" Dimitri asked looking stunned. Mark nodded "Yes but only if you get them a good deal $4 million on the nose". Dimitri nodded as Mark sat down and they chatted away waiting for Angelo and Ben, when they arrived Ben took a good long look at Dimitri as he showed Angelo and Ethan around again for the third time. Angelo kept a tight hold on Ethan who was outrageously flirting with Dimitri at every opportunity. They stood in the garden after inspecting the pool and grounds, the garden was pretty big for a the price tag. Dimitri was quite taken back by Angelo and kept imaging himself underneath that muscular body pleading for mercy as he fucked him relentlessly using him a toy for his own pleasure, but he also stopped reciprocating the flirting with Ethan when he clamped eyes on Angelo not wanting to get on the bad side of him. Angelo had his head to one side "I want a bigger pool" he said musing it over but being serious. "If you want to remodel we have a contractor and I can get you a good price" Dimitri said offering a suggestion. "It's lovely great for parties" Ben said catching up with them and lightly play punching Ethan who retaliated. Angelo knew from Ethan's eyes he loved the place "Well?" he said "put Ben down for a few minutes" he laughed. Ethan released Ben from the bearhug who was squirming and laughing "Do you like it?" he asked Angelo. Angelo nodded "It's fine, I like the location and the house but it is your decision Ethy". "Okay Dmitri, do some bargaining and remember what's at stake here" Ethan said then burst out laughing. Angelo picked Ethan up and flung him over his shoulder smacking his ass "What is at stake" he laughed. "Dinner at Liongate" Mark said chuckling. Dimitri was amused by how playful the four of them were as he walked away to make the phone call, Ethan watched him and he seemed to be talking for quite a long time on the phone and nodding as if the person the other end could see him. Eventually he hung up and walked back to the group. "They tabled $4.5 standard purchase agreement or $4 at 50% down payment" Dimitri said looking at Ethan and Angelo thinking it would be a deal breaker. Angelo held out his hand "$4 at 50% now" he shook hands with Dimitri lingering longer than usual. Ethan gave Dimitri and hug "Oh okay" Dimitri said smiling not sure if he should hug him back. They walked out of the house "7pm at Liongate Dimitri" Mark said shaking hands with him as they parted. Angelo and Ben set off again whilst Ethan and Mark drove back to Liongate laughing and discussing Dimitri wondering how big his tool is and weather he was hair or smooth. They got out of the car and headed inside, Ethan went up to change and go for a swim and Mark went to talk to the butler to advise they would be 5 for dinner that evening. Ethan was coming down the stairs when he bumped in to Pedro, he had never really given him much thought even though Ben would often rage how funny he was and very respectful to the family he was and in return they treated him with kindness and allowed him to have the freedom of Liongate. He still remained very discreet around Ethan despite being there for the few days over Christmas for the wedding. "Are you off out Pedro?" He asked noticing that he was wearing shorts and t-shirt. Pedro smiled "No sir I am just returning to my quarters" he replied courteously. Ethan continued down the stairs and turned "Why don't you come for a swim?" he called out to Pedro. Pedro stopped and turned to look at him "Maybe I will join you" he said "excuse me sir" and continued on his way. Ethan saw Mark in the sun lounge "Does Pedro like me?" he asked. "What, oh, yes he does but he is a little intimidated by you" Mark replied looking up from his phone "Why?". Ethan walked up to him "Never mind why, what do you mean intimidated?" he asked. Mark snickered "That your Angelo's boyfriend and he took a fancy to you judging by the way he watches you". "Oh right, you coming for a swim?" Ethan asked turning and walking off. Mark nodded telling Ethan he would be down in five to join him, Ethan dived in and began swimming then hearing a splash in the water he swam in a circle to see Pedro there and swam over towards him, as he got closer he put his arms around him and kissed him gently. Ethan looked at Pedro before saying to him that they needed to talk to clear the air between them. By the time Mark arrived Pedro and Ethan were talking and laughing as they swam around the pool. Angelo and Ben finally returned home at 4pm and Ben seeing everyone in the pool stripped off naked and jumped in. "How did it go?" Mark asked from the pool side. Angelo walked over "Yes all sorted we have some offices and signed the lease". Ben swam up behind Mark and climbed on his back "Tell him the other news as well". Mark kissed Ben "What other news Angelo?" he asked as his curiosity piqued. "Franco wants to move out here and work for me, plus he misses us all" Angelo replied waving Ethan to come over. Mark smiled "The ever not so gay now Franco wants to come out, but what about Josh?". Angelo nodded "That was my worry, he is just getting things together with Bobby". "Josh will be alright he has put the demon to bed" Ben said licking the back of Mark's neck. Ethan having heard most of the conversation joined in "What about Joaquim?". Angelo took his trainers off and dangled his feet in the pool "Turns out he has men in several cities". "Dirty little fucker" Ben said snickering "But I do feel for him". "His parents will only let him move here if he is working with me" Angelo said reaching down caressing Ethan's head. Ethan kissed his hand "So what's he problem?" he said looking between Angelo and Mark. "Somewhere to live is the problem" Angelo pulled Ethan out of the water to sit besides him. Ethan raised an eyebrow "So, we have brought a big house with a separate annexe, he can live there". Angelo looked at him "Are you sure?". Ethan leaned in a kissed Angelo "Definitely after all he is family and he was a good friend to us in college". Ben laughed "Yeah and he is a younger version of Angelo so it is kind of trading up" he continued snickering. Angelo pulled off his top before standing up "You better swim Ben". Ben laughed knowing Angelo was serious as he frantically swam away in panicked laughter unable to get very far as Angelo caught his legs and dragged him back clasping his arms around Ben's body and holding him half out of the water giggling and thrashing about. Ethan slipped back in to the pool "Aren't you going to rescue him some husband you turned out to be". Mark turned on Ethan "You both know the rules" he said as Ethan started backing away giggling. "I can take you anytime Mark" Ethan said as Mark continued moving forwards speeding up. Ethan felt arms grabbing him and holding him in place "Oh come on that's not fair" he heard Pedro laughing. Mark closed in on Ethan "Pedro is loyal to me Ethan he said bending forward. Ethan was ready to kiss with Mark but his face continued downwards and clamped on to his left nipple, Ethan began giggling and wriggling trying to free himself but Mark continued and held Ethan's legs to stop him escaping from them both. Ethan was aroused and gasping for air as he struggled to breath through his laughing and Pedro's tight hold on him he began pleading and apologising. Finally Mark let go and gave Ethan an evil grin before kissing him. Ethan still in Pedro's arms looked at Angelo "How did he know?" he asked amusingly. Angelo smiled "I have no idea" he replied chuckling. Mark kissed him again "I know your weak spot Ethy" he whispered and Ethan knew that Angelo must have let slip. Pedro released his hold and Ethan turned to him "And as for you..." he began moving towards him. Mark now grabbed Ethan from behind and Pedro moved forward taking hold of Ethan's legs who was now panicking again as he knew what was coming as he saw Pedro's head swiftly move down to his right nipple beginning a second round of pleasurable torture. Where Mark had nibbled and flickered his tongue, Pedro sucked and swirled his tongue nearly bringing Ethan to orgasm immediately. Stop stop stop he pleaded I am going to cum he cried out, Pedro stopped and tongued Ethan deeply as Angelo walked over with Ben still giggling trapped in those magnificent muscled arms. Pedro had momentarily forgotten about Angelo and slightly backed off, Angelo released one arm from Ben and put it around Pedro's shoulder pulling him close their mouths locked and kissed for a moment. Ethan climbed out of the pool his cock still rock hard under his trunks he called out 'Angelo I need you' he said rubbing his cock. Angelo released Ben and shot out of the pool but he couldn't wait until they dried off and got to their room. He clamped his arm around Ethan's waist from behind and slipped his trunks down freeing Ethan's cock and exposing his ass. Angelo had his underwear on which slipped down easily, he grabbed hold of his cock and lined it up to Ethan's ass who looked horrified as he was about to get a pounding judging by how horny Angelo looked and in front of everyone. But he had no time to react as he felt his ass prising open accepting his lovers sex. He moaned and gasped several times as he felt Angelo impaling him deeper on his cock. Ethan tried to look away as he knew the others were watching from the pool and didn't want to look embarrassed. His back arched as Angelo wasted no time and went in to hard deep and fast thrusting, Ethan turned his neck and immediately his mouth filled with Angelo kissing him passionately, Ethan's arm grabbed around Angelo's head holding him on to his mouth, his other hand stroking his leaking cock as he shot his load straight away. His ass muscles clenching through the orgasm brought Angelo over the edge, he moaned in to Angelo's mouth feeling those familiar hips pushing and connecting to his body, it felt as though each pulse in Angelo's cock reverberated through his entire body. He felt like he was floating but in reality Angelo was holding him so tight and deep on his cock his feet had actually left the ground they stood on. Ethan pulled Angelo's head closer to kiss him deeper, they both became aware of the round of applause from the swimming pool. Angelo saw the funny side and pretended to bow, slipping his cock out he pulled Ethan's trunks back up packing his cock away neatly then pulling his underwear up they both looked at each other and laughed before kissing and Ethan whispering to him that he was still horny and needed his man in bed. Angelo smiled and took his hand as they walked back to the house. "Well that's a first" Mark said feeling very aroused at their private porn show. Ben looked at him his own cock digging in to the back of Mark "What seeing them having sex?". Mark nodded "That and it being done by the pool, but my god Ethan can take a pounding". "He is so sexy watching him getting fucked" Pedro said as he leaned on the side of the pool. Ben looked at Pedro "We need to find you a boyfriend Pedro". Pedro smiled "No, I like my sex free and easy for now" he said getting out of the pool. "Well husband" Ben nuzzled up to Mark "Fancy putting your jock strap on I need it bad". Mark laughed and kissed him "Thought you would never ask". Ethan laid underneath Angelo with his cock still firmly embedded after making love for the fourth time, their intimacy and closeness was undeniable as was their love for each other. Ethan looked at the clock then squeezed his arms around Angelo kissing him again trying to roll Angelo over who laughed at his feeble attempts 'Have I worn you out?' he chuckled extracting his cock, Ethan wriggled on the bed 'No I will want you again later' feeling freedom return he gave a long content sigh as he watched Angelo get up off the bed. Angelo held his hand out and pulled Ethan up to get him moving but Ethan wrapped his arms around Angelo and kissed him 'Love you so much Angelo' he said cuddling up to him 'I know you do you just showed me' he patted Ethan's ass and lifted him up carrying him to the wet room where they showered together. Mark laid on Ben's back with him pinned face down on the bed tenderly kissing his neck, his ass gently clenched pushing his cock deep in to Ben after his last orgasm. Ben made quiet happy moans as Mark bit his neck gently pulling his cock out and climbing off the bed taking the jock strap off 'Leave that by the bed' Ben said to him before Mark could put it away in a draw, he turned and grinned 'My dirty little rich bitch' he growled and Ben laughed shaking his own cock 'Hey not so much of the little' they burst out laughing and Mark jumped back on the bed and kissed him lovingly. As Mark got off the bed again Ben laid there still unable to come to terms whenever Mark used the word rich. Mark still showed no signs of his wealth when they went out on their own, he was just Mark to him a person whom he loved and he was still Ben who would work for a living whenever Angelo got the business set up. He was happy and he loved his new life, yes the trappings were amazing but importantly he had Ethan and Josh out here and he would also be working with Josh, he smiled to himself as he thought of his new friends the movie star and of course the guys from Barbados. His thoughts interrupted when Mark threw a towel at him telling him to get showered and changed for dinner. Dimitri arrived and stepped out of his car looking up at Liongate in amazement, apart from the on line satellite images of the area it was indeed much more impressive in real life behind the tall gates. Mark opened the ornate oversized front doors and walked out to greet him. "Hi, seriously I'm sorry for this morning and thank you for inviting me for dinner" Dimitri was in awe. Mark smiled "Shows you are a discreet and very good agent, now the pool at the house and this is between us" he looked at Dimitri. He nodded "Yes of course" Dimitri said in assuring client confidentiality mode. "I will cover the cost for it, it's my present to Angelo and Ethan" Mark said "but they don't know this". Dimitri nodded "Of course Mr Davenport, what budget do you have?". Mark looked sternly at him "Dimitri it is Mark please and call it $300k max". Dimitri looked shocked "Wow that's a big budget for a pool" he replied. Mark laughed and signalled for Dimitri to come in "Angelo wants a big pool so give him one". All though dinner Dimitri tried to play it cool but he was loving the company and dining in such magnificence, it was the first time he had been in one of these mansions without having to sell it so he was completely at ease. As for the company he just loved watching Ethan move, he had a perfect ass and wonderful muscle sculpting which he guessed must be from working out with his boyfriend Angelo who himself was a walking sex machine. Then there was Ben, one could say he was very ordinary by Ethan's standard but he had a touch of naivety about him, a face of a model that was crafted exquisitely but it was evident he was in love with Mark completely. Mark who he found to be most interesting was simply your average jock, he was powerful but not as big as Angelo, his dark hair and faint Mediterranean looks complimented his confidence. But it was Pedro who really turned Dimitri's head, a lost soul in some respects but incredibly attractive carrying off his Latino looks with spectacular effect that kept drawing Dimitri's attention. His admiration of Pedro didn't go unnoticed by Mark and Ben but they kept dinner dignified until they all walked in to the lounge for coffee. Dimitri with his real estate head on couldn't help but wandering around looking over every inch in the lounge whilst Mark chatted to him explaining things. They came across a bank of photographs that Maddy had Bobby do after they returned from Barbados. Dimitri smiled and looked at Mark "Your wedding?" Mark smiled "Yes and this one is our honeymoon and this..." Dimitri stopped him. "Is that... oh my god it is Nicky and Kit" Dimitri shook his head in amazement "unreal Mark". Mark put his arm around Dimitri's shoulder "And this is our little family" he said pointing to one of the photos. Dimitri looked "Little family?" he looked up at Mark slightly turned on "So you four but who are the rest". Mark looked "That is Josh, Franco, Bobby, Adam and Tony, couple, couple, single" he explained. Dimitri nodded paying closer attention to Franco in the picture "Franco has similar looks to Angelo". Mark laughed "Angelo and Franco are cousins, but don't be fooled Franco is very loyal and protective". Dimitri ran his finger over Franco "Protective of who?" he asked. Ben walked up "Me, Ethan and Josh, we all went to the same college along with these two who are in NY". Ben and Mark looked at each other and laughed dragging Dimitri away from the photos as Pedro walked in to serve coffee. Conversation swayed about many different things but mostly about Dimitri discovering that his family moved here 9 years ago and how he was very much an outcast through school and college because of his Russian accent and how very few real friends he had as his parents kept tight control over his activities. More importantly it was a happy life and he loved living in America rather than oppressive post Russian Ukraine. Ethan felt many similarities from his controlling father during his childhood through to this college education. "I understand Dimitri my father is controlling, well sort of still pulling the strings" Ethan looked at Angelo. Angelo shrugged his shoulders and smiled "I don't know what your talking about Ethy". Ethan nodded "I knew it, he is getting you to do his dirty work now" he laughed. "He tried but I made it clear it is your decision what you do" Angelo said truthfully to Ethan. Ethan and Ben found Dimitri to be very fascinating and seemed to be kind of struggling to get out of his closet and to close the door behind him. Dimitri stood and made his exit as he had work in the morning and they all walked him out to the front of Liongate. Once again he thanked them for dinner and most of all for brightening up his day as he held out a hand to Mark who looked at it, but he stepped forward opening his arms to embrace him. Dimitri shifted on the spot and quickly looked around to make sure no one could see them, he finally relented and hugged Mark who kissed him on the cheek and whispered softly 'the two young ones won't settle for a kiss on the cheek' and letting go he patted Dimitri's ass noticing a very Russian grin on his face. Angelo gave him a hug which was a little overwhelming and an instant turn on. Ben caught the whiff of Dimitri's cologne as they hugged and then kissed him on the mouth, Ethan followed suit and Dimitri quickly jumped in to his car said goodbye and drove off. Ben looked at Ethan then turned to Mark and Angelo "He has a big cock it was rock hard" Ethan said with Ben nodding. They burst out laughing and went back inside Liongate arms around each other "Very sexy" Ben said. Ben, Ethan and Josh stepped out of the limousine with Nicky who dismissed her driver for the day, they had spent the day on set as Nicky's guests and were meeting up with the rest of the guys at her house in Stone Canyon for dinner. They were already making plans to have a dinner party at St Cloud and St Pierre as well as Liongate in the months ahead. Kit and Angelo were making dinner, Mark was banished from the kitchen as they didn't want his pasta dish so he sat outside with Bobby cuddled up chatting. Josh and Bobby had returned from Milan and had been busy meeting new clients as their list of celebrities was growing by the day since Nicky and Kit had put word out, Josh was busy building the website and was ever more closer to Bobby since their trip to Milan, today though he was feeling tired and hot. Angelo had opened the west coast branch and Ben was sort of working when Mark would let him leave Liongate and the marital bed, Ethan well he just plodded around Liongate and would often join Maddy for lunch or be with Mark when Ben went in to work. Nicky and Kit's phones simultaneously pinged during dinner, she reached over and had a quick look. "Oh it's from Jordan and Daniel" she opened the message "Arriving tomorrow, need somewhere to stay" she laughed. "Easy" Mark said "Tell them they are staying at Liongate with us". "What about Callum and Steve?" Nicky asked looking at Mark. Mark chuckled "Them as well, we have plenty of bedrooms" he said. Mark quickly checked with his parents who had flown off to Colorado and would be back the next day, everything was sorted and Bobby decided to grab a few photos of the casual dinner party in Stone Canyon which he knew would get snapped up by the glossy magazines. The evening just seemed to fly past as they were having so much fun, Josh on the other hand had fallen asleep outside on the terrace feeling hot and nauseous but he didn't want to bother anyone's evening, in his head he had a feeling he knew what his sickness meant. Bobby came outside and sat with him concerned by how quickly he was getting worse. =============== P.S. I am away for a couple of weeks in Canada and Alaska guys so please be patient

Shortly after I heard the closing of the bathroom door to my delight I could hear it open again and could hear the footfalls of another man walking to the stall and when I heard the stall door open I could hear the sharp intake of breath and a hiss of what I believed to be excitement. Immeadly after that, he got to his knees and started to rim my ass like it was his last meal on earth. He probed my hole deeper and deeper and it made me moan and squeal with so much pleasure. The man growled at me as he tried to go deeper and deeper with his tongue and he grabbed me by the hips to shove my ass deeper into his face as I felt his tongue go deeper into my sloppy hole. I felt something get put over my eyes and was spun around and my face was met with a very fat cock. "Suck my dick" the man growled at me. I opened my mouth and he didn't wait and shoved the entire length of his cock down my throat. I was so thankful that my parents had my tonsils removed and that I have practiced so much on my deep throating skills that he was able to go balls deep in my throat on his first try. This caused me to moan and vibrate on his cock making him growl loudly. He face fucked me for a little while raping my throat with his cock and I could start to feel his cock starting to grow and I knew I was about to get my second load of the day and I wanted it in my ass more than I wanted it in my throat. This man must have wanted the same thing because he spun me around again and shoved his whole cock into my ass making me squeal as I could feel his large cock unload into my ass every ounce of cum in his balls. He stayed still for a moment panting heavily on my back and then slid his cock out of my cummy ass with a pop grabbed his clothes and left the stall. I didn't have any time to rest after he was done because the stall door opened up as quickly as it shut. I sensed that there was something different, I looked up and saw a set of twins looking at my hole with hunger gleaming in their eyes. I wiggled my ass and puckered my whole at them welcoming both of them to enjoy my used puffy whole to their heart's desire. They took my invitation and started to undress and start to probe my ass with their fingers. One of them started to run their hands over my chest and pinch my nipples making me whimper and moan like a bitch in heat and that just made them play with my body even more. I could feel one of their cock pushing into my ass and the other moved to shove his cock down my throat. They both started to fuck me with the same rhythm and I was in pure bliss. They started to both pickup speed but suddenly stopped and one of them laid on the floor and told me to sit on his cock so they can dp me and cum at the same time. I was so excited to have them both in me at the same time so I rushed to impale myself on his cock and lean forward to make ready for the other one. I felt him enter me and there was a combination of pain and pleasure that it took me over the edge again and made me drop another load into my already cummy jock. Both of them moaned as they felt my ass tighten around their cocks and it only made them fuck me harder and harder until I felt their combined loads in my ass. When they were both done cumming they held me there for a while longer and then I felt it, they both started to piss into my ass at the same time. I had never felt so full before I couldn't believe how great it felt. The first twin started to pull out of me and told me when they both pull out to hold in their loads and cum for as long as I could they had a gift for me. Once they were both out one of them pulled a buttplug out of their bag and shoved it in place sealing their cum and piss in me. One of them pulled me up and I got a good look at how sexy they both looked and saw identical biohazard tattoos on their pelvis in the middle of their V. They handed me a card and said that they are both tattoo artists and then when I convert to come to find them and they would tattoo me as well in exchange for using my body. I thanked them and they both had me bend over so they could make two more marks on the left side of my ass and they gave me a golden shower before they both left.

This just happened and I had to run home to post it. I was in Staples this afternoon picking up a few things for work and two older guys came in and came down the aisle toward me. One was white, maybe 58-60 years old and the other was latino and probably about 50 years old. Both of them looked like they worked construction, but what caught my eye right away was the latino guys' bulge in his pants. There was no mistaking the outline of his dick and there was no hiding that he was hung. As they came by to pass me I gave the latino a good once over and he looked back at me with a curious blank stare, so I wasn't sure what to make of it. Him and his buddy went and turned down an aisle to look at some contracts and forms and I circled around two aisles down and went toward the end to see them. The latino was facing my direction and the white guy had his back to me. I stopped long enough to look toward the latino to let him know I was interested and then turned toward the next aisle killing time to see if he would wander over. About a couple of minutes later they started to walk toward the center of the store so I hurried up to the end of the aisle toward their direction and I saw the latino look back and see me. He then said to his friend he was going to head to the bathroom and his friend said ok. I saw him walk off and head toward the corner of the store to the bathroom and I circled back down the aisle to the other end and went up the side aisle toward the bathroom as well. When I walked in I could hear him taking a piss and he quickly turned his around to see who walked in and he saw it was me. I heard him cut his piss short and at the same time he said to me in a heavy hispanic accent, "I saw you looking at me, did you come here to taste my dick?" and right away I responded "fuck yeah if you want to give it to me".. and he responded "well then lets do it..". He stepped back from the urinal and with his thumb and forefinger he started stroking his dick back and forth and his foreskin was retracting and covering his bulbous head. I was in awe as I saw his already big cock grow right in front of my eyes. He told me to lock the door and to get on my knees so I could taste it and I did. His dick was thick, long and hairy and his nuts were huge and hairy as well. His dick and balls had a very strong but pleasant odor from obvious sweating while he was working earlier in the day. I took his dick in my mouth and swirled my tongue around his head and between his head and foreskin and felt his head grow even more once my lips had surrounded it. At first he let me suck on it real easy and gently and I could hear him moaning lightly. After about a minute of appreciating his head and foreskin, I started to take his dick deeper into my mouth and started giving his shaft plenty of suction and tongue action and he started moaning a little louder and talking dirty to me.. "...aye puta, you suck my dick so good.." he said and he put one of his hands behind my head so he could set the pace. He kept moaning and talking while I was sucking him and I was really enjoying every inch of his thick uncut shaft. About a minute later he walked forward on me and kind of pushed me back against the wall of the toilet stall so he could trap my head between the wall and his dick, and he leaned forward and grabbed my head with both hands and started to aggressively fuck my face against the wall. He started to moan out "..suck my dick puta, suck it deep..." while getting more aggressive fucking my throat. The pace picked up even more and then I heard him say "quieres leche puta, yo quieres mi leche cabron?" and just as he said that he shoved his dick deep down my throat and started to shoot gobs of cum from his dick. He was moaning like crazy and I could feel his cock throbbing on my tongue and hot cum splashing on the back of my throat squirt after squirt after squirt. Finally he had emptied his gun and he stepped back and pulled his dick out of my mouth. He reached under with his hand and stroked the last few drops to the tip of his dick and said "lamero puta, lamero mi leche" and I stuck my tongue out and he wiped his cum on my tongue. He quickly pulled his pants up and I stood up and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card and gave it to me. He said "here take my card. You call me whenever you need some woodwork or your plumbing fixed, ok?" and I said OK and then he left. I waited a few seconds and then left the bathroom as well. I saw him walking over to his buddy and his buddy said to him "what took so long, did you have to take a dump or something?" and he responded "Yeah it was a big dump, but I feel better now." I plan to call him Tuesday to see if he can fix my plumbing.

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In general, I like fucking my bottom like a 10¢ whore and I'm out to get my moneys worth. So I like it pretty rough. I like wrecking a hole because most of the people I fuck are into that. But, their is a pride in seeing a ass that can close anymore and totally destroyed and it's because of you. It's like a sculptor but with hole as your medium. Some tops do it because the more they make a bottom hurt or bleed feeds their ego as a man. They feel that by wrecking a hole and making guys bleed their so tough.

When i was younger my friend's father whored me out to groups of men. After one time he looked at me lying naked on a cum stained mattress and asked me why i liked it so much. My response was to grab his bare cock and roll over, exposing my ass and i told him that dick belonged in my ass. Ever since i'vd known i was just a hole to be used by men to nut in and relieve their stress. Any other bottoms feel this way? Tops, what do you think when a bottom asks to be used like that?

Bill, Scott and Michael have been roommates for two years but since Michael was moving away to attend grad school they had just placed an ad online for a new roommate. "Roommate wanted for a three bedroom single family house in Newton. The bedroom is about 12 x 18 and has an attached bathroom (bathroom also has a door from the hallway and serves as the guest bathroom). House has laundry, exercise room, six person spa and garage parking for three cars, one allotted to each roommate. Two gay 23/24 year olds seek similar aged laid back guy that is quiet yet fun to hang around. $700 including utilities, one month security also needed." Timmy was reading the ads and this seemed perfect. Timmy was 22 and recently graduated college and started his first job but he still lived at home. He stayed at home while attending college and now did not have any school or other debt and he knew staying at home was the right thing to do for his financial future but he wanted to be free. He knew he was gay when he was in sixth grade but the way he figured it out also sealed his closet door for him. His father was in a tirade about a gay couple that moved into the neighborhood and was ranting for months about them every time he drank and that was often. It was during these episodes that Timmy learned what a gay person was and also realized why he felt different from everyone else. He started researching at the library as he didn’t dare use the family computer for fear of getting caught and therefore be became comfortable knowing that he was gay and also that gays were normal yet suffered hatred from many people - including his father. He loved his Dad but knew it was best to keep quiet and did so. Timmy was also a natural athlete and never fit the classic stereotypes making it just a little easier, but his desires kept growing. Attending college wasn’t as difficult as he thought as it was mostly a commuter school and therefore socializing was actually a minimum and it allowed him not to dwell on his sexuality. He did have a few brief encounters with a couple of guys from the school but they were not very satisfying as the guys were beginners like him and since neither had experience it was clumsy and confusing. Bill and Scott hated interviewing the guys that responded to the ad but when they met Timmy they knew they found the perfect new roommate, yet for very different reasons. Bill grew up in a house just like Timmy’s and his parents still didn’t know he was gay and he liked the fact that when his parents came by that Timmy wouldn’t prance around in a pink tank tube singing YMCA. Scott though was already thinking about how he could seduce Timmy and thought even if he couldn’t get into his pants he would enjoy seeing his tight jock body. They all agreed that night and Timmy moved in the following Friday. The guys helped him settle in and the three seemed to quickly become friends and Timmy enjoyed being able to talk openly with other gay guys for the first time. He also learned to drink and smoke pot as his new roommates seemed to do that a lot and he learned he liked the feeling of getting stoned and wasted. He really liked how both of them usually walked around in just boxers or shorts and soon so was he. As the weeks went by they discussed many things especially later at night after Bill would go to bed Scott would get Timmy to open up about his fantasies. Being stoned Timmy had no problem sharing that he wanted to be sexually controlled. His dream man would treat him as an equal in all things except sex - where he would dominate Timmy completely. Scott would ask about various things and every time Timmy’s answer would be that if his man wanted him to do it then he would learn to either like it or at least learn to like making his man happy. Timmy may have little experience but he knew he was a bottom sub boy par excellence and was looking forward to meeting a man that could treat him like that. Scott would almost drool when he listened to Timmy but he also was keeping a mental list of the stuff that turned Timmy on. About two months after Timmy moved in Bill flew back to his parents for some family event. Scott knew now was the best time to try to get into Timmy’s pants or more correctly his tight jock ass. As usual when Timmy got home he changed into a pair of gym shorts and as he came out of his bedroom Scott was ready and handed him a beer and said “TGIF” and started to down his own so Timmy repeated the comment and started to suck his down too and thought life was great. The evening started like normal and soon Timmy had a nice buzz on but what he didn’t know was that Scott wasn’t drinking as much as he was. Scott had started the night be giving Timmy a beer and then over the next few hours he dictated each little item from having Timmy go make them rum and coke drinks or to roll another joint to even ordering Chinese food which Timmy didn’t actually like much. Scott loved how easy Timmy was to lead and when he asked Timmy to rub his feet and Timmy got down in front of him on the floor and started to rub his feet and smiled up at him he decided then that tonight he was going to fuck Timmy. A few minutes later Scott pulled his foot back when he stood up and then he rubbed Timmy‘s head and said "Thanks, you’re such a good boy" which got the stoned Timmy grinning from ear to ear. Then Scott told him to stay put as he would get the drinks this time. Timmy just sat there and watched Scott walk away thinking how lucky he was to have found such a good roommate. Scott stopped in his bedroom first and grabbed his bottle of G as it was time to turn Timmy on. When he saw his bathrobe he thought it might also be perfect time to get in the spa too and he grabbed an extra one for Timmy. In the kitchen he poured a capful of G but then thought about how much Timmy had already drank and he didn’t want him to pass-out, well at least not yet so he poured half the cap into his beer also and wondered if he actually could get any hornier than he already was. Timmy was still sitting on the floor waiting and smiling his silly boy grin once he saw Scott walking back into the room. His innocent look made Scott almost feel guilty for what he was planning but then realized he was only going to do what Timmy wanted and needed so there was no reason to be guilty. He handed the drink to Timmy and also one of the robes telling him that they were going to get in the spa. Timmy responded with OK as he got up and followed Scott out to the back deck. They had used the spa many times, but this was the first time Timmy saw Scott remove his shorts and get in naked. Timmy was in it naked only once before when he was home alone and he remembered how nice it felt and just as he was about to take off his shorts, Scott told him to "Drop your shorts and get in here" and Timmy did. Scott raised his glass and toasted “To our best night yet!” and then he downed his drink and watched Timmy do the same. Scott relaxed awhile and once he could feel the G starting to work in him he started to tell Timmy about the first time he was in a spa which was on a ski vacation when he was a freshman. Now the story was just a story that Scott made up but he knew it would help turn Timmy into putty and he told Timmy how they were at his best friend’s ski house but that night he was alone with his friend’s older brother, Mark, and described how they also were stoned first then got into the spa naked and it was his first time naked with another guy and Mark was such a hunky stud. Mark told him how much he missed his girlfriend at home and then started to describe how she would stroke him and then Mark actually started to stroke himself right in front of me and then he described how she would suck him and he wished so much that she was there. I was shocked that he was jerking off in front of me but it turned me on so much he told Timmy. Scott started to stroke himself as told the story and he nearly shot off when he saw Timmy subconsciously lick his lips. Scott then stopped talking and relaxed and less than ten seconds later Timmy asked but it blurted out all at once, “Then what happened?” Scott asked Timmy if he wanted to hear all the little details and Timmy nodded. Scott then asked "Would you like to know what it felt like when Mark held my head and slowly pushed me down onto his cock?" Timmy nodded again. Scott continued, asking "And I bet you want to know about how he fucked me all night too?" This time Timmy nodded and added “You were so lucky. I have dreamed about a night like that for the last ten years.” Scott then asked if hearing the story would help or would Timmy rather have Scott help him make it happen. Timmy reached for his cock but Scott told him not to touch himself and again asked if he wanted it to happen to him. Timmy nodded again. Scott told Timmy that it hadn’t happened yet because he was looking for the perfect man but he hadn’t thought about being the perfect boy, and that if Timmy wanted to surrender control to another man, Timmy needed to first let him know that he, Timmy, wanted him to take control, adding that a real man wouldn't rape an unwilling man but instead would always look for a man who wants to be treated like a boy, to be held, cherished, loved and yes probably raped too. Scott then asked Timmy if that is what he wanted and Timmy nodded. Scott told him that since it was clear that Timmy was and wanted to be a submissive boy he should always respond to a man by calling him Sir and he should practice now, he then re-asked the question and Timmy responded “Yes, Sir”. Scott and Timmy then went through a series of questions such as: "Do you want me to help you? Are you willing to do everything I say?" Timmy replied “Yes, Sir” to both questions. Scott then grabbed Timmy’s head and pushed it on to his cock. Timmy didn’t resist and started to suck him. Scott guided and instructed Timmy until he started to suck like a talented cocksucker. Scott started to rub Timmy’s ass and then his hole and when he pushed his finger into Timmy he heard the sweetest moan ever. He decided then that he wanted to get Timmy a little hornier still before continuing and he lifted Timmy’s head and told him to sit there and wait and not to touch himself. Scott grabbed the empty drinks and went to refill them. He stopped in his room and grabbed some lube and also prepared a nice booty bump for Timmy and he refilled their drinks adding another half cap of G to both his and Timmy’s. Scott asked Timmy if he moved or touched himself and Timmy replied “No, Sir” and Scott told Timmy that he was so easy to train than he would soon find men treating him exactly as he wanted and Timmy smiled. Scott handed him the drink and toasted again “to our best night yet” and this time Timmy repeated each word before he also swallowed the drink completely. Scott then told Timmy to lean over the edge of the spa onto the deck so that his ass was sticking out and Scott then told him that he wanted men to use him because he is a submissive and isn’t that right and Timmy meekly responded “Yes, Sir”. Well Timmy boy you are about to learn reason number two and the secret that every top man knows which is when you eat a bottom’s ass you can make him do anything, and then Scott ran his tongue over Timmy’s hole sending Timmy into a near orgasm. Timmy looked back at Scott and Scott said I told you so, soon you’ll learn that you will do anything to get that tongue back in your ass and then he started to lick the hole again as Timmy thrashed on the deck. Once he had the hole wet and relaxed he pushed the booty bump in and then joined Timmy on the deck and told Timmy to sit with him on the deck chairs and asked Timmy if he ever thought about swallowing a guy's piss and Timmy told him that he heard about and read about it but no it wasn’t something he thought about doing. Scott leaned over and slapped Timmy and said you must respond with respect or you will never get what you are looking for. Timmy was shocked at first by the slap but realized that he forgot to call Scott Sir and then apologized several times and used Sir each time. Scott stood up and rubbed Timmy’s head and told him that he was a good boy but he just needed to learn. Scott could also see Timmy wiggling his ass and knew the booty bump was kicking in and decided it was time to break Timmy in. “Timmy, on your knees” Timmy quickly got on his knees and had his head pulled down onto Scott’s cock and started to suck. “Timmy, listen to me as you worship my cock. This is all new and I understand but you will learn to be a good boy.” Timmy’s ass was really wiggling and the need was growing inside him but he didn’t know what it was. “Timmy, you felt the most pleasure in your life just now while I was eating your ass didn’t you? No don’t move just nod.” And Timmy nodded. “By now you must feel the most amazing need coming from your ass, don’t you?” Timmy nodded. “You want me to do something about it for you?” Timmy nodded. “You want me to fuck you?” Timmy nodded. “You want me to pound your ass?” Timmy nodded. "You want me to breed you over and over again?" Timmy nodded. “Now is the time for you to decide if you truly want me to teach you or not.” In a moment you will either swallow to indicate you want me to continue or you can take your mouth off of my cock and you can quit and just go to bed.” Timmy thought he was about to cum but when the first taste of Scott’s piss hit his tongue he understood he had to swallow now or it was all over and he started to swallow. “That’s a good boy, look up at me while you drink.” Timmy looked up and the hunger was in his eyes. “Timmy you are not drinking my piss because you want me to lick your ass again, you are swallowing my piss because I told you too and you want to please me, is that right?” Timmy nodded and Scott’s desire grew and he needed to fuck Timmy more now than ever before and he grabbed his head and pushed into his throat and stopped holding back and just let his piss pour into his boy’s stomach. “Timmy, hold still. I am pissing into your belly so we can be done as we need to take care of your ass now.” Timmy knew his ass needed something and knew Scott would take care of it and therefore he didn’t worry even as he felt lightheaded as he couldn’t breathe but just as he felt like he was going to pass out Scott pulled back and Timmy gasped. Scott told him to follow and went to his bedroom as it was time to breed.

Another outstanding chapter Losolent! Enjoy your trip!

Part 6 Jason saw Scott was going to reuse Ben’s needle and told Scott to wait and he’d go get some more new ones but Scott told him that he planned on reusing Ben’s. Jason worried that Scott was already too spun to think clearly and told him to wait a minute and help him get another round of water bottles for everyone. They went to the kitchen and Jason told Scott to step outside for a cigarette first. “Scott, I know that boys like Timmy and Bobby and now probably my brother Greg too will all likely get pozzed especially if they continue partying and letting more guys breed them so I sort of understand you getting it over with and letting Ben poz him Timmy now, but you don’t need to also.” “Wow, that actually is so selfish of you. I figured if you would let Greg get pozzed you wouldn’t mind if you became positive too.” “What? I’m not being selfish.” “Jason, I figured I’d help Timmy get it behind him because he’s new and I don’t want later for this to worry him so I’m doing it for him so that he can become the jock slut that he really is and I honestly want what’s best for him and I also want to be together with him for hopefully I very long time” “But why are you going to slam Ben’s blood?” “I wouldn’t ask Timmy to do anything I wouldn’t do, well maybe I’d double fuck him and I’m sure I don’t want that, but if he is going to get HIV then we will convert together and take care of each other. Besides I have in the past stayed away from bottom boys that I knew were poz and I do not want to worry either so when he go back in there I’m going to ask Ben when he finishes with Timmy to slam both of us with more than just what is left in his rig so that I know we will never need to worry again.” “So you really don’t care about people knowing either?” “If a guy doesn’t like Timmy because he becomes poz then I don’t want the guy to like me if I wasn’t poz so yeah I don’t care.” “If you really want to get pozzed tonight and you have Ben pozzing Timmy, would you, I mean could I, I mean, shit, I have been so afraid to tell anyone but I found out a couple of months ago I have HIV. I’ve been so scared and I hope now I can stop being afraid.” “Oh, Jason”, Scott then grabbed Jason and started to kiss him and they went crazy making out, their tongues were dueling in each other’s mouths. “Fuck, you're going to poz me! We are going to have so much fun, let’s join the guys and get everyone that isn’t fucking to join you at the table and I’ll tell them my plan.” They grabbed the water and supplies and rejoined the party. Jason quietly got all the guys who weren’t fucking as Scott rejoined Ben and Timmy. Timmy was flying as high as Greg and Bobby and was nearly out of it as he was drooling and enjoying the fuck. Ben told Scott that he already came once and was slowly recharging to breed his old teammate again. Scott said he should take a break for a minute and go join the guys at the table as he had something to tell them and he promised Ben he could fuck Timmy as soon as they discussed something. As Ben slid out of Timmy Scott pushed a butt plug into him to keep him happy and then did the same to Bobby and Greg. Once everyone except the three bottoms had joined them Scott started. “Tonight is a night for us to stop worrying and I have decided that Timmy and I are both going to get pozzed. Timmy was slammed a little while ago with Bens blood and of course also seeded by him. I know Jayden already has bred Bobby a couple of times and seeing the condition of his ass I’m sure he isn’t going to be neg much longer. “I also decided that my bro is getting pozzed tonight. No one knew until I just told Scott that I tested positive recently and I am going to poz my new boy.” “Are any of you other guys poz?” Scott asked Everyother guy said they were and therefore they only negative guys were the three bottoms and Scott. “Awesome! Well than no one should worry after tonight and hopefully we will all get together again. So my plan is for Ben to give a full blood slam to Timmy as they were teammates and had the hots for each other. Jayden do you want to slam Bobby? Good, that leaves Greg, Jason what do you want to do for him?” “Bear and Hank, do you guys want to make Greg your boy as much as he will be mine?” “I’ve never thought about giving a guy my blood but yeah I’ll do it” said Bear, and Hank agreed too” “Well that leaves only me. And as there are so many poz tops I am going to switch sides for the rest of the night and Jason is going to give me a slam of his blood and also fly me to the moon like the other boys. Once you have given us each our blood slams I want the donor to fuck this new son and after breeding him/me I want our holes brushed hard so that the rest of the guys have a chance of mixing their DNA in us too” The guys then started to get everything ready and Scott got ready to be fucked. Scott never thought about being a bottom but tonight he thought he’d take it like Timmy but asked if Jason could tie him down so that he could fuck him hard and he couldn’t resist. Bear asked Scott if he was going to get the chance to breed him too and Scott grabbed Bear’s club and told him that he expected him to tear him up and make him never forget tonight. Hank wanted to know that once Scott was spun out of his mind did he want to get whipped too and Scott told him that he expected Hank to make him cry as he shoots his last negative load. As hot as it was getting Brian and Phil decided to add their desire and asked if anyone cared if they pissed inside the bottoms too. Scott showing how far he wanted to go told Brian and Phil they should piss into both of his holes at the same time as after tonight he didn’t plan on bottoming again so they should do everything to him. Ben smiled knowing that Scott may never be a real bottom but after tonight he would never be a top either and would need to get it and he hoped he could with Jayden use both Scott and Timmy and hopefully have Scott use him too. When all the rigs where ready Scott checked on Timmy and told him his plan and that both of them were going to go through this together.

Part 2 Scott’s phone rang and he told the caller to hold and then asked Timmy if he knew how to use an enema and then told him to go into Scott’s bathroom and from the cabinet Scott took out his enema bottle and told Scott he should do it a few times until the water coming out of his ass was clear and then added do not touch your cock and I’ll be back in a few minutes to check on your progress. Timmy gave his goofy grin and nodded again. Scott stepped back outside onto the deck and started to talk into his phone. “Hey Greg you won’t believe it but I have Timmy in my bathroom cleaning out his ass getting ready to become my jock fuck boy” “Wow. you have been wanting him since the day you met and if I wasn’t already busy I’d ask to join you but I was calling to invite you to this party I’m at, shit, you should bring Timmy here!” “Where are you?” “My brother Jason’s house. We got Bobby his twink boyfriend of the month in the sling. We and a few of Jason’s friends have been fucking Bobby for the last hour but he’s getting worn out and Jason was going to slam him. You think you could get Timmy to get in the sling? Other than my brother most of us prefer a jock boy like him and it would be a great mix using both of them. Would you slam him?” “Slow down, Greg, let me think. I’ve already given him some G and I bumped him a little while ago and it has made him so hot but I bet a good slam would make a truly unforgettable night for him. Yeah we’ll be there in twenty minutes. Go ahead and slam the twink so Timmy can see what a real pussy boy in heat looks like.” “Fuck yeah, see you soon” Scott grabbed a few items and stuffed them into a gym bag and then walked into the bathroom and saw Timmy with his back to the door trying to fuck himself with the enema nozzle and knew this boy was gonna be so hot tonight. “Having fun?” “Yes, Sir” “Are you all clean yet?” “Yes, Sir I was just doing it one more time to make sure” “To make sure or because you like getting stuff up your ass?” “Yeah, Sir, I like it a lot, I don’t know why I haven’t been doing this for years, my ass feels so good right now” “That’s a good boy, you’re learning that you have a tight hot jock butt that needs to be played with. I bet right now you would be willing to never touch your cock again as long as your ass could get more action” “Yes, Sir. I don’t understand because I have jerked off at least three times a day since I was 12 but my dick isn’t even fully hard now and all I can think of now is your cock and my ass.” “Wipe your ass dry. We are going to go get your jock ass all the action it can handle tonight.” And Scott turned and left the bathroom leaving Timmy with a confused look on his face. Scott grabbed a jockstrap, a pair of gym shorts and tossed them on his bed as he then got himself dressed. Timmy still had the confused look seeing Scott get dressed but when Scott told him to put on the jockstrap and the shorts and he realized that was all he was going to be wearing the silly grin returned. “How did you get through all those locker rooms without ever being raped? Don’t answer, matter of fact stay quiet until I say and you can spend the time thinking about how good you feel right now knowing how much pleasure you brought to me already and how happy you are making me. You keep your jock body especially that ass in shape and stay a good boy I may decide to keep you forever. Here, wear my Red Sox cap. I like dressing you, get use to it.” Putting on Scott’s jockstrap and shorts and now his hat and hearing what Scott said sent Timmy to a level of happiness he didn’t know existed. He was nervous when Scott said they were going out but now he knew he would do anything Scott told him too. He thought about the fact that he even drank Scott’s piss and wondered when he could again. The drive only took a few minutes and Greg was waiting for them and couldn’t believe how hot Timmy the shy jock looked. Greg told Scott you better get him inside quick before someone rapes him on the street. Timmy wondered what all this rape talk was about. Was he really that hot and never knew it, he was happy to be out of his parents house so that he could finally get raped. As the thought hit his brain he got it, he wanted to be raped, he wanted Scott to do anything he wanted, he just needed him to do it soon. As they entered they could hear Bobby yelling to fuck him harder. Scott whispered to Timmy, that will be you begging soon. The silly grin reappeared although when they entered the play room his face lost all expression. The twink, Bobby, was being fucked by, Bear, a hairy 30 something who looked like he had a club between his legs. Another 30 something, Hank, was just pushing his cock into Bobby’s mouth and looking over at Greg, Scott and Timmy and told them to watch this bitch swallow as all nine inches disappeared into the boy’s mouth. Jason heard them enter and as he walked in the room, Timmy looked in awe. Jason is 6’2” 210 solid pounds, tanned, medium hairy, and eight very fat inches of fully erect ass destroyer leading the way. Jason and Scott already knew each but Scott introduced Timmy to Jason as all three watched Timmy still staring at Jason. Jason stepped right up to Timmy and pulled Timmy’s head to his and shoved his tongue into his mouth and gave him a very dominate and manly kiss that lasted only ten seconds but to Timmy was much much longer. Jason then told Scott to get himself and Timmy comfortable and he’d be right back and he and Greg walked away. Scott then told Timmy to take off his shorts as he started to undress as well. Scott then sat down but when Timmy tried to sit next to him Scott pointed to the floor in front of him and then his cock and Scott understood and got on his knees and starting sucking Scott. Scott told Timmy to just do as he says and you’ll have a great time and I know you want to get Jason’s cock in your mouth and I’m sure you will get all the cock you can handle and hopefully more. Jason and Greg carried in the fucking bench and Scott told Timmy they brought him a present but he didn’t know what it was so Scott led him over to it and asked Jason if he wanted to do the honors. Jason told Timmy to climb and showed him what to do and once he was in place Jason started to secure the restraints which made Timmy nervous and he looked back at Scott and started to say something when Scott interrupted him and Scott asked Jason if he would like to try Timmy’s mouth and now Timmy was happy again as he was completely restrained as Jason was telling Timmy how hot he looked right now. He rubbed his face as he slid into his throat. Without Timmy seeing Greg held up a point and Scott held up a finger letting him know to wait a minute. Scott stood next to Jason and agreed that Timmy was a very hot jock boy and so far today has made him very proud. Scott expected this to make Timmy happy and it did and Scott told Jason that Timmy was a good boy and would do what he said and then looking back at Timmy told him that tonight he would suck all of the men and be fucked by all of them and was he ready. Jason pulled out of his mouth and Timmy said I’m not sure I can take that nodding at Bear but Scott said look little Bobby can take it so you can too but you just need a little something to help you, you want something so that you can not only take Bear but beg for it and Timmy not understanding said Yes Sir help me so I’ll beg and then Scott nodded to Greg who strapped Timmy arm and before Timmy could even figure out what was happening Greg was finished. Timmy could feel something, then he couldn’t breath and then he coughed and started to fly. Scott grabbed Timmy’s face and asked how he felt now. “Oh Sir I feel strange and awesome” “Good boy soon you’ll start begging for cock” Greg dropped to his knees and started rimming the jock as Scott slid into Timmy’s mouth. Scott also twisted Timmy’s nipples making him groan and just a couple of minutes later Timmy wanted to say something and Scott pulled out and everyone heard Timmy scream: “I need to get fucked, please Sir will you fuck me” “Timmy I have been waiting since the moment we met to hear those words” And he walked around and took Timmy’s ass fast and hard. For the next ten minutes everyone watched as Scott fucked Timmy as hard as he could, he looked like a mad man. Timmy screamed for the first few minutes but eventually settled down and then started begging again to be fucked harder. Scott wanted to fuck longer but need to shoot into his boy and wanted to watch everyone else fuck Timmy too and soon let his orgasm take over as he roared to Timmy that he was now his bitch and his boy and that he loved him. Timmy was being fucked so hard his body didn’t know what to do and his dick started pissing and when Scott told him he was his bitch and boy and that he loved him he started cumming and screaming I love you Sir I am your bitch boy, I love you so much.

“DOES THAT RAW DICK FEEL GOOD BOY? IS THAT WHAT YOU NEEDED?” The bottom had tried crawling forward, his body reacting to the infectious AIDS T-Bone I had just shoved in his booty hole - dry. He didn’t get far. His doggy masked head shook from side to side as his manicured pink nails - hidden inside his puppy costumed paws - tried to hold their grip on the edge of the bed. “GET BACK HERE BOY! STAY!” I snarled as I yanked my dick out of his rare hole, grabbed his wrists, dragged him back to where I wanted, and then mounted him again. My POZ drip mixing with his bloody hole was all the lube the pup needed. The pup’s dog tags jangled and jingled. “FEEL THAT BIG DICK KNOTTING YOU BOY?” He might have said something, but then arched his back and yelped like a good pup when I yanked out and slammed back in. I yanked out again, took a second to admire his furry little hole - surrounded by a touch of pink, now red, skin. His hole was the only thing on his body not covered by his pup costume, which was just fine by me. All I needed was someplace to bury my AIDS T-BONE. “BIG AIDS DICK IN THAT ASS BOY - FUCKING YOUR PUPPY HOLE!” The boy bucked, I laughed, grabbed the back of his collar, slid the fingers of both hands underneath and twisted and pulled back. The pup bucked and yelped and my AIDS T-BONE buried a little deeper. “I GOT A SHIT LOAD OF HOT AIDS GRAVY FOR THAT PUP HOLE BOY - FULL OF VIRUS KIBBLES AND BITS!” His little paws were useless. I turned my head to the left and admired myself in the full length mirrors he had on the wall. The small lenses of his two video cameras were not easy to detect, but I made sure they got the shots. I hope he enjoyed watching this later. I hope he enjoyed seeing my wasted body, the skin that hung slightly off my muscles, the ribs that showed in my chest, my hollowed out cheeks and lesioned skin. “THAT’S IT - WHIMPER FOR ME PUP. MY AIDS T-BONE DICK IS FILLING THAT ASS UP - TURNING YOU INTO A FULL FLEDGED BITCH!” The pup gurgled his agreement as I twisted the collar tighter and started to long dick that ass with deeper, filling, stretching and wrecking strokes! I had been eyeing the pup online for a while now. I knew his habits, his secret desires, his voyeuristic pleasures. I knew he liked to secretly record and live stream anonymous dick fucking him. I knew he always insisted on safe sex only - something which he was not only vocal about, but condescending to those who held a different approach to life. “I’M YOUR AIDS SIRE PUP! UNMEDICATED DADDY DOG DICK SLICKING UP YOUR LITTLE HOLE - BUSTING IT OPEN WITH MY BIG KNOT - THAT FORESKIN SLIDING BACK, GETTING READY FOR MY POZ NUTT TO SPADE AND FIX YOU!” A loud, clear, yelp escaped the pup’s lips as I tore open a new path of destruction in his guts. I pressed down on his shoulder blades with my left hand, turned my body clockwise with my dick still buried deep in his furry ass. We formed an AIDs’ cross, ready for his crucifixion. I took my right hand and pushed his right leg outward so his hips raised up a bit, giving me head on access to his sidewalls. “YEAH BOY, PLAYING FETCH. TAKING MY AIDS T-BONE SMACK IN THEM ASS WALLS. OPENING THAT FURRY HOLE SO WHEN MY BALLS MAKE YOU PREGNANT THERE WILL BE LOTS OF BRUISED AND BLOODY SPOTS FOR THEM BABIES TO HOOK UP TO!” The pup’s hole was smearing my dick good now, creaming for my AIDS T-BONE. I yanked out, the pup’s body spasmed from the sudden evacuation, and I easily rotated my position. I used my right hand now to press down between his shoulders keeping his body on the bed and adjusted his left leg and held it so I could damage the other side of his ass walls. The pup’s whimpering told me he was hungry. “GOOD PUP READY TO SUCKLE SOME POZ MILK OUT? GET THAT ASS BACK HERE - THAT’S IT - RIGHT ON THE END OF THE BED AND DROP THEM LITTLE HIND LEGS DOWN. I’M GOING TO DRIVE MY AIDS T-BONE RIGHT UP THAT HOLE AND SQUIRT MY VIRAL MILK! GOOD PUP - TAKE THIS AIDS T-BONE! FEEL IT PUP? FEEL THAT KNOT SWELL? YEAH WHIMPER FOR ME LIKE A GOOD PUPPY - WHIMPER FOR ME AS YOUR SIRE BREEDS YOU - BEG FOR MY POZ MILK! BEG FOR IT PUP - BEG FOR IT - FILLING YOUR PUP ASS UP YOU FUCKING BITCH! FILLING YOU UP!” A couple of hours later I got up my nap. Filling a NEG hole up is always the best thing to get me set for a long nap out in hammock in the afternoon sun. I wiped the sweat from my brow, adjusted my eyes, and pulled up the pup’s homepage. Fuck yeah! Folks had liked our scene and had rated it five WOOFS! Lots of comments about ‘what a great set up’, ‘hot role play’, the ‘realistic fake fluids’. I’d give pup a couple days. He’ll come scratching at my door begging to be let in and when he does, I’ll be ready. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

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.

Sorry to say this but he's an idiot. He clearly does not know how an ass works. He probably believes you are pushing out his cock and that you are drying to give him the message that you are done with him. Which again is idiotic. If you fuck an ass violently enough or long enough it will go through involuntary contractions that will push down ( similar when you are taking a shit). As much as guys like me like calling an ass a pussy, cunt, bussy whatever feminine sex organ name, it's not one it's a rectum. The rectum was made to hold fecal matter and then release it when it becomes to full. The rectum does not know the difference between a hand, a cock, cum or fecal matter, so when it feels full and you relax, it will push things out, it's a semi automatic response the body has. This also happens when you rape a guys ass really hard the rectum will go though involuntary muscle spasms to force the foreign material out of your ass, in this case the guys dick. This sensation is fucking amazing on a tops cock. For the bottom when you get these involuntary contraction and your prostate is stimulated simultaneously this can induce an anal orgasms. Women have a similar reaction with their vagina's but it happens after sex and it pushes out the sperm.

Amazing! You keep me on the edge of my seat

Back in my late 20s, I’d been barebacking for over a decade, started young like many Including with my now ex through most of my 20s. We’d go clubbing, I’d split my time between the dance floor and the darkroom, giving n taking loads. Working night shift as security was great, no-one wonders why you are bleary eyes or even groggy at 9pm Monday evening. Around when I was 24 we moved and ended up living near a hot Spanish guy I worked with. We worked for different companies but in the same building and sometimes had to work on stuff together. Then I spotted him online. Hot and gay! He was around 6ft2, hairy as hell, Spanish lisp, great beard and salt and pepper hair despite barely pushing 30. He always wore baggy clothes which was a shame as he had an amazing ass, tiny love handles. Just my type. One day he came over for a threesome, after my bf wore him down and enticed him with my dick pics. We soon relaxed and got into it and after eating his hairy ass I rode his fat dick like my life depended on it as my ex licked and teased his nipples. Though eventually he said he wouldn’t cum in me... back then I was neg and much shier about being a bug chasing cum slut. He was neg though we somehow managed to ‘forget’ the condoms. My bf paid lip service to safe sex but he loved breeding almost as much as me, just wasn’t open with others or himself. A thoroughly unsatisfying fuck. Though with 4/5 fucks a weekend, and eventually getting some hot poz fisting buddies that would soon be fixed for me. It started out as “I’ll be poz probably?” To “I should get it over with” to the complete adoration, fetishisation of the virus, poz cum and poz men, nothing got me hotter than a biohazard tatt. I was on a mission About 9-10 months later, after my diagnosis as a proudly poz pig, we were both on a night shift and bumped into each other in the basement where his offices were. We moaned about how dead night shifts were, nothing to do. When he started getting flirty. Maybe it was my snug security guard uniform that really cupped my balls, maybe the big black boots. Maybe the fact he had not long broken up with his boyfriend who had put a stop to us playing apart from that one annoyingly load free time. We went into his office, a small dark windowless room. We started to kiss, I could smell his aftershave mixed with the funk you get after being at work from 9pm to 6am. He locked the door, then dropped to his knees. Rubbing his face in my crotch. I sat back on an office chair and let him unbuckle my belt, before he breathed in deep the smell from my underwear, rubbing my ever harder dick with his nose. I grabbed his thick hair and pulled back his head till his big brown eyes locked with mine. Now I don’t wanna brag (lie) but my dick is nice n thick, even longer then when I was clubbing every weekend and was skinnier than my beefy dad bod I now have. I hooked down the waistband of my Aussibum underwear till my cock sprang out. I slapped it over his face, I noticed it made him arch his back. He was clearly in greedy sub mode. I let him worship my dick for a bit, occasionally forcing him down, my hands on the back of his head. I love feeling that extra thick throat juice you get when a man chokes on your dick. Love to feel it flow down the shaft of my dick onto my balls. Eventually I push him back, stand up and get him in front on me, kissing him deeply, my hands massaging his ass through his tight suit trousers, relationship fat, I like ‘em chunky and love a snog suit on a big ass. He moans n asks if I have condoms / lube. I lie, I have lube in my wallet, as I have other plans. “No” I say “but I need to fuck you baby”. This makes him moan as I kiss his neck, and drop his trousers. I yank back his hair and flick my tongue over his nipples, His weak spot I remember, and begin to gently rub my finger around his hole, nestled among his super round pert hairy ass. I flip him round, use my work boots to spread his legs and bend him over his desk. I move my hands down his back before dropping to my knees and burying my tongue in his warm tight ass. He is moaning so loud I think someone may hear even though there are only a handful of people in the place. Eventually I stand up and tap my dick against his hole, my thumbs keeping his dark hairy cheeks out of my way. I ask him if he wants it. Now he may think I just mean my dick, but I’m thinking about the thick poz unmedicated load brewing in my balls. “Yes” he gasps... “but don’t cum in me”... “Sure” I say, though it’s totally unconvincing, he is too horny to notice the smirk on my face. I tell him to choke on my dick to lube me up as I slip a finger in to his ass. He’s a pro and his hole relaxes till I’m knuckle deep. “Slut” I say and his knees almost buckle. Though the spit soon dries. All I have to do is keep pounding and it’ll dry up nicely, just what I want. I grab his kneck, hold his head down on my dick, his chin against my balls till I feel his stomach heave. Then I spin him round ready to plow him. I place my hands on his shoulders as I line my dick up with that hot hairy hole. I tell him to spread his cheeks. I slip my head in. He moans and it vibrates through his body. I start slow but soon end up halfway and he’s moaning up a storm. I then thrust balls deep to his surprise. I have to hold those shoulders tight to stop him moving off. “Shhh” I say “take it all like a good boy”. I get a rhythm going, he starts jerking off. I feel his hole relax but as I get deeper I feel the resistance as my dick forces it’s way along his guts, the friction making his insides hot as the spit dries. I work the angles till I start hitting that spot. He actually screams out. “FUUUUCK” I don’t let up.. “You want it” I pant “Fuck yes” “Want me deep inside you” I grin “Mmmmhhhhmmm” “Gonna take it” I can almost see biohazard signs in front of my eyes “Yessssssuuhhhhhh” He starts to twitch, I hear his load splattering over the paperwork on his desk, his ass tightens and my balls rise up and empty out. I make sure my knees are behind his, his hips against the desk my hands on his shoulders. He has nowhere to go. I grunt n growl and I feel my dick twitch. He says “oh fuck I feel it”. I hold us both still till my knees give out. My face falls to the back of his neck. I slowly move back n forward. Never pulling out. I give a deep thrust pounding past his second spinchter. “Bad boy” he says clearly blissed out but not wriggling off my toxic dick. “I had to! You begged for it” He then realised his shirt is between the cum soaking into the paperwork on his desk. His hole cinches shut in panic, keeping my toxic cum inside him as my cock slips out. “Fuuuuck” he says realising the state of himself. Sadly I doubt he would want to clean my dick in his panic. As he realises his shirt is soaked through with cum and the paperwork ruined. I tell him to blame it on spilt coffee and get dressed. “We should do this again” he looks sheepish. As I unlock the door. I feel electric, is this my first neg hole I have bred? So reader, you wanna know if it took? Well we fucked on and off for a few months. We did the charade of, “condom” - oh no I forgot! A few times, and the odd don’t cum in me. Then he got some clean cut, and certainly neg bf - online he was a safe sex crusader. They split up after a few months, and I move jobs. A few weeks later I bump into him at the sexual health clinic. Not the floor for general check ups, the one where the poz pigs go to get their bloods and meds. He blames his dull boyfriend, I say “He didn’t seem the type, I guess you never know”. I knew it had to be me. Then I just smiled, and say, “We should fuck some more” and left.... he obviously didn’t click I was on the same floor as him. He must have at some point as he then blocked me everywhere. How rude after giving him that gift! Nowadays he is being a cumdump on BBRTS and says hi to me! Hopefully I can recharge him sometime. this is my first proper story, would love your feedback, as well as your holes on my dick.

As a bottom with a worn out cunt, there is something taboo and stimulating about seeking anal destruction. The thought that my slutty quest and actions or transforming me. With each hard fucking, big cock, bigger toys and plugs I am permanently altering my hole to take more destruction. It slackens up, shows signs of wear, and doesn't close the same way when it was pristine. It's my badge of slutty honor that tops can look at my hole and tell how huge of a slut I am by it's condition. They can tell that they don't need to go easy on me, that they can pound out and breed deep. On a sexual level for me it feels so much better having a no grip fuck hole. Trying to squeeze as hard as I can on a cock but to no avail because of how worn out I am.

Started chatting with a top on grindr that showed as being less than 100' away. Told him i was looking for an anon fuck and he asked me if i liked it bareback. Of course! Gave him the room # and then put a thin piece of cardboard in the door to keep it from locking. Face down ass up on the bed with a gay video on the tv. Heard the door open and close and pants dropping on the floor. A hand explored my ass and his fingers wandered up and down my crack and then inserted into my still lubed cummy hole. He groaned and said i was a real whore. I reached around to feel his already hard cock and pulled it to my hole and begged him to fuck me. In one quick thrust he slammed into me, causing me to gasp. He didn't give me any chance to adjust but started slamming hard into me while telling me he was going to give me a four day load. He fucked me for about 10 minutes and then started going even harder as he grabbed my hips and really pounded my ass. He shuddered and moaned and i felt the slickness of his cum in my ass. He pulled out and told me to clean his cock off. I kept my eyes closed as i sucked his cum off his cock. Then he dressed. Before he left he inserted a few fingers in my ass and told me he was going to drill me again tonight and tomorrow.

Part 3 Scott still basking in the afterglow of breeding Timmy walked around the fucking bench and taught Timmy that the reason he must make sure his ass is clean is he must suck every cock clean that breeds him. Timmy was happy to hear that he doesn’t have to wait to get Scott’s cock back inside his body and licked and sucked on it as if it was the last cock he was ever gonna get. As Scott enjoyed his boy’s mouth, Jason slid into Timmy’s still very tight jock butt. “Fuck his ass is tighter than any boy I have had in years, and I love how firm that ass is.” Jason said as he smacked Timmy’s ass. “Hey is anyone gonna destroy my ass too?” Bobby whined as all the men had been watching Timmy get fucked for the first time and he was getting jealous and he didn’t understand because he was smaller, younger, far cuter and had a perfectly smooth body where Timmy was as big as most men, had muscles and had body hair and while he was cute he wasn’t as cute as Bobby and besides no one would ever think Timmy was a twink and didn’t men want twinks. “Is someone feeling ignored now? Is your pussy not full of enough cum yet? Do you need it destroyed?” Greg enjoyed mocking the twink and loved seeing the boy’s face turn red. “Bro, you gotta call a few more friends because these two boys are both gonna need lots more loads and we are just getting started with Timmy” “I was just thinking the same”, Greg said as he grabbed his phone and called a few more guys up. Hank and Bear decided they’d enjoy little Bobby while they waited their turn on Timmy. Bear told Bobby this should keep you quiet as he turned the boy’s head and shoved his club into the twink’s mouth. Bobby could barely stretch his mouth open enough and preferred that fat cocks use his boypussy which could stretch much easier. Bear grabbed Bobby’s head and held it firm as Hank swung his belt at Bobby’s ass. The first strike shocked Bobby but Bear held him tight and told him that he was begging for his pussy to be destroyed and when Hank is done you will not forgot what how he destroyed it. This wasn’t going to be a nice enjoyable endorphin rushing spanking but instead Hank was brutally hard and fast and reached a count of at least 50 in under three minutes. Bear continued to keep his cock in Bobby’s mouth and alternated between squeezing the boy’s little nipples and wiping the tears from his face and licking them off his fingers. As Jason enjoyed plowing Timmy and telling him how fucking great his ass was Scott had twisted Timmy’s face so he could watch Bobby get belted and then told Timmy that he should remember this because if he ever got whinny the same would happen to him and maybe Hank will be nice enough to show you later what it feels like because boys need to be taught and a paddling is a good educator. Between the high, Jason’s incredible fucking, sucking on Scott, seeing Bobby get belted and hearing that it would happen to him later was too much and started to trigger another orgasm from the jock boy. “Oh fuck, his ass is grabbing me, I think he’s gonna cum, shit it’s making me cum too” yelled Jason as both Timmy and he started to climax together. Scott bent down and started to make out with Timmy and loved knowing he was getting off again without touching himself and the way he moaned into his mouth made him love his boy even more. Jason pulled out and watched Timmy’s hole wink at him then close up tight again. Bear and Hank left Bobby who was quietly crying now and approached Timmy as they wanted their turn. “Scott, do you mind if we switch Timmy and Bobby as I’d like to fuck Timmy in the sling?” “That’s cool. I can’t wait to watch you fuck him” Jason told them to leave Timmy restrained as he got Bobby off the sling and led the still crying boy over to Timmy and pushed his face into Timmy’s ass and told him to clean him out. Jason knew that the only thing Bobby liked more than getting bred was to eat loads out of another bottom’s ass and after the abuse he just took from Hank the boy needed something he liked. Greg returned and told them that four more guys were coming over soon. Phil had some buddies over to play poker but they all agreed this sounded more fun. Bobby was all smiles again as he finished sucking everything he could from Timmy’s ass and when Greg said we should slam them both big before the guys get here as I don’t know if Phil’s friends party. Bobby asked Jason to make his really big so that Hank could really hurt him more. Bobby really enjoyed being used and liked to be used much harder than he could take and liked to get so high that the pain didn’t matter and his body could get abused more. Scott knew big to these guys would be point five but didn’t want Timmy that wasted and he joined Greg in the kitchen went he went to prep the rigs and told him since Bobby wants to get wrecked make his point six and give Timmy just point four as he handed a packet to Greg. Greg also made up some point threes and got some Viagra for the rest of them. Scott grabbed water bottles for everyone and he and Greg set it all down on the table in the game room. As the guys went to the table Scott brought Timmy a bottle of water and helped him hold it as Bear and Hank already had him in the sling. When he finished the bottle Scott Greg brought over his point and Scott asked if he would again as he didn’t like needles and instead he kissed Timmy as Greg shoot him up and continued to kiss him through his cough and also as Bear thrusted his club into Timmy. Timmy started trashing side to side from what Bear was doing to him and Scott stepped back to watch them. Greg tied the strap on Scott’s arm as Scott was in awe watching Bear and Timmy. When Greg finished Scott he finally did himself and then surprised Scott when he dropped to his knees and started blowing him. Scott looked down and asked Greg if he wanted to be in the sling next and Greg nodded. He told him he was a good boy and started to watch Bear and Timmy again just as Timmy’s cock started to piss again and he pulled Greg up and pushed his mouth down on Timmy’s pissing cock.

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

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.

Bottoming is almost 50% mental and 50% physical. A lot of it is relating metal cues with the physical feelings, but the funny thing is you can't see what's happening. This is why guys who get into fisting and large assplay it takes so long to learn because controlling your ass muscles has a unique feeling and mind body connection for everyone. It would simply be you relaxed abit and your cunt decided to stop having her little tantrum LOL

I don't know about that last statement. I was able to arrest the pushing out at a certain stage. I'm not sure how much of his 9" were still inside me, but I did something and he said "You've stopped pushing me out". It's all a learning experience.

So looking forward to it, fly to Vancouver on Wednesday and cruise up to Alaska on Friday.

Thanks, this was after more than four hours of him fucking me pretty hard, pissing into me and filling me up, and then piss-fucking me while I was full. I lost count after eight loads. It sounds like it's just my body working as it should by design.

As a dominant top, I enjoy to fuck wrecked holes. I enjoy sluts, and what better than a loose, destroyed cunt to show the world what slut you are? I don't enjoy tight holes, most of the time the bottom does not feel comfortable taking my poundings. I love rough sex, where I get to plow my dick as hard as I wish. Trying to turn that manhole into a manpussy. Most sluts I bred are proud to have loose holes, so i have no intention to stop destroying holes.

Well there has been a repeat performance. Katie and I were on a course from work and she asked if I would be able to give her a lift as her car was being repaired. Of course I agreed so I waited for her in the morning. She got in the car in a really short skirt and I couldnt help looking when she got in the car that I could see her white knickers. Anyway the course was totally boring and I couldnt get the sight of Katies knickers out of my head, I spent most of the day with an erection. On the way home the traffic was horendous so I took the scenic route across the moors. Katie told me she loved coming this way and asked me to pull into a car park so she could have a look at the moor. We sat there for a while just chatting and then Katie asked if I ever thought about what we did at the wedding. Did I??? Ive never thought about anything else. I told her about my thoughts and I noticed she was opening her legs a bit so I could see her knickers. I told n her that it wasnt helping as I d had a hardon all day thinking about her. I could see Katie now had a small damp patch on her knickers and she then climbed over and sat on my lap. She told me she had always wanted to be fucked in a car. She than unzipped my trousers and started to slowly wank me. I got instantly rock hard and Katie started to rub her cunt against me. I slipped inside her and she started to bounce up and down on my hard cock. She then stopped and told me she wanted to get in the back. So she jumps into the back of the car and peels her knickers off and unfastened her blouse. I get in and get between her legs and stick my cock back in her warm cunt. She is absolutley soaking wet with her own juice and is about to cum . iam banging away when she cums, very hard. this ends me over the edge and I blow a huge load of my spunk up her. We recover and she is looking very flushed. she tells me that no one has ever sent such a big load up her like I do. I tell her that Iam available any time she wants me and so is my spunk. Katie kisses me and tells me to take her home. We finish the journey in silence and when she gets out the car there is a large damp patch on the seat..

I'm in Phoenix for a week and called a couple guys who've whored me out here before. Friday night to this afternoon i spent naked and blindfolded getting fucked by them and a bunch of other guys that were constantly coming and going. Lost track how many bred my ass but occasionally they would take me outside to hose me down. I am still horny for more cock! Staying in the southeast area close to tempe, Mesa and Chandler. Will be headed home Wednesday or Thursday and will be driving through Tucson.

Does this mean that they can get mediocre ass whenever they want it, but are dissatisfied with the quality? I suppose “quality” must be a very subjective term in this context. It’s too bad there isn’t a universal quality rating scale for cunt - we could have a row of stars tattooed on our asses. Quite a few Tops have commented on my “quality” ass. Yet last night in Louisville, five separate Tops - five - flaked on me in a row, two of them after having texted “On my way” (?!). One of these had “Ultimate Top” as his username. After that cavalier treatment, I packed up my ass an hour early and went home. One guy hit me up at the very last minute, and when I said I was all ready to check out of the hotel, he said, “But I need it”. It seems like I always get some guy wanting me to stretch my schedule to accommodate him. If a Top in Louisville had to rub one out instead of getting a great piece of ass last night, it was his fault and not mine. To everybody who does it - and you know who you are - Quit fucking flaking. Just stop. There’s no excuse for it. You’re hurting everyone’s ability to get laid every time you do it... including your own. Show a little integrity, for God’s sake.

Thanks! It is true though. A visibly loose open hole tells other guys you are a slut for frequency and size so odds are you are very promiscuous as a male and your hole is used in some way everyday beyond what a normal ass experiences. Bottoms like me don't care if our hole every closes up or works properly ever again, we get off on the sexual excess.

As a power bottom you totally captured what is great about having a ruined hole. It is a sign of heavy sexual use well beyond normal experience and it feeds the mental and intellectual rush as a bottom knowing I am heavily used to the point your hole stays stretched out and open so all guys know you are super used sexually. the more size and use my hole gets the better i sleep. For a pig bottom being wrecked on sexual excess is a badge of honor when most assholes are small and not used to their full potential.

Got into a great 3way with my PIG brother and one of my married regulars. Started out with me and PIG attacking mar. reg's pits and nipples. Then we took turns eating out and working his hole with some toys. Mar. reg. want to get fucked so PIG rode his ass good. Mar. reg did good for his first time taking cock. Ended with PIG bro sucking mar. reg's cock off. As long as you keeping sucking his cock he keeps cumming and cumming. PIG bro swallowed a good amount of cum and still had a huge load to snowball with me. Mar. reg took off. PIG bro and I got to being the PIG's we are. Spitting, slapping, spanking, ripe pits and hole munching. PIG bro fucked 1 st load deep into my hole. Flipped him over ate his ass for more than 45mins. I REALLY REALLY REALLY LOVE eating ass, especially a ripe sweaty one. Fed me load #2, we snowballed it. Got him hard again, thank you Viagra, climbed on his cock and rode him hard, slamming my ass up and down on him. Night ended after 3 1/2 hours of play with me on my back and him breeding me with load #3. We always have a GREAT time together.

Part 4 I shortly woke up a few hours waking up before my parents got home. I needed to go on my daily run since I had not worked out at all let week. I don’t regret anything I did it had done to be lay week. Jason helped me discover my true self. I finally admitted to myself I had buried thoughts I had about guys after seeing what Jason why through. Now I was free in more ways then one. Free to enjoy sex another man and free from the fear of HIV since I was exposed to the big multiple times since my older brother first fucked me over a week ago. The only freedom I didn’t have was in my service to Steven as my pimp. The idea of serving as a fuck toy for the wealthy men Steven had looked up was rather exciting. I had a steady supply of Tina, already made $600 I tips and received a great blow job from the twink Steven was fucking. The only restriction was to be available evenings when Steven needed me to meet with whomever he had for me too meet. I was on my run I came across Bruce who was our student trainer a couple years back. This past year he was a freshman at a major college in the state. His father told me he was working with the athletic department's sports medicine department. I heard rumors that he was gay so when I saw him out undying of his house I stopped to say hello. I could tell he was surprised I stopped to talk to him as we chatted about this and that, you know, the usual bull shit about classmates. I asked him how the girls were at college and could tell by his answer that he was embellishing his experiences. Bruce asked me how the high school tail was. I didn’t lie, although I left out some details, when I told him “Lately I’ve discovered an older crowd.” He smiled as I spoke and I could see this cock twitch. I invited him to hang out at my place. I knew his house was one of the new that didn’t have a backyard pool. He happily accepted my invitation and said “I'll come by tomorrow, say 10?” I told him, “Right on, That’ll be great.” When I got back to my house after my run I sent a text to Steven telling him about Bruce and my wanting to corrupt him tomorrow. Steven replied, ‘sounds investing, what does Bruce look like?’ I sent him Bruce’s description, 19, 5’10”, 135 pounds, slim buddy, and promised to send a picture when he comes over tomorrow. Steven texted back, ‘he sounds cute….tell you what, been meaning to tell you to shave your pubes off. with how young you look I know a few guys that would get off on the illusion of you being younger teen your real age’ His text about me shaving my pubes had me stunned. I remember most of the boys who were at the party Friday night along with most of the guys that fucked me last week had little or no pubic hair. I figured why not if he was going to let me work on Bruce. I texted back, ‘i'll shave my pubes’ I then received a video call from Steven. He wanted to watch me shaving my pubes. I shaved my cock and what little hair I had around my ass. Steven commented, “Nice, I like the look. Don’t forget under your arms too.” I followed his direction and shaved under my arms listening to Steven telling me what a hot jock ass I had and what a great fucking my ass gave. My pubes were all gone and Steven gave me the all clear to make a move I Bruce with one more condition, but wanted me to live stream the action for him to watch. I had no problem with that, in fact the thought of Steven watching us turned me on. I woke the next morning excited at Bruce coming over to hangout. I threw on a pair of maternal shorts and went downstairs . I saw my parents who didn’t say a word about the other night and ate breakfast. I took a quick shower and went out by the pool. I had my tablet set up so that it wound capture all the action by the pool. Like clockwork Bruce showed up at 10 am. He had on a pair of board shorts and a tank top. I asked if he’d like something drink. He just nodded his head. I told him, “Have a seat and relax while I go grab drinks.” I fixed a couple Cokes with GHB, putting a larger dose in Bruce’s drink and added a splash of rum and some Tina. I took the drinks out and handed Bruce his spiked cola. I you a could good hefty swigs from my drink and sad down. We chatted some as Bruce nervously gulped his drink. Before he knew it, he had finished off his drink and asked for another one. I finished mine off and headed inside to fix a could more. This time I fixed Bruce the same as I did with his first drink although I put in more Tina. I could see the sweat start to form on his forehead and knew the Tina was working. I took a gulp of my drink and commented, “It’s starting to get pretty hot. I think I’m going to get in the pool.” I quickly dropped my shorts and jumped into the cold water buck ass naked. When I came back to the surface and looked up at Bruce who had a semi shocked look on his face. I wasn’t stud if his shocked look beats he couldn't believing I was skinny dipping or the fact that he caught a glimpse of my hard cock when I dropped my shorts. I watched him take a couple big sips of his drink like he was trying to get courage from the alcohol in his drink. The courage that came from his drink was in the form of G and T. Seeing the glassy looks I his eyes, his pupils growing larger with the increase in the sweat I knew the drugs were flowing and would cloud his judgement. Looking up at him with a big smile I asked him, “Are you going to stand there or join me?” I think he was trying to decide if he should take his board shorts off. I knew what I said too him next would help me get him where I wanted him to be of I was to corrupt him further. “Dude it’s just us. I skinny dip all the time when my parents aren’t around. It’s cool with me either way. You can swim with your board shorts on or you can take them off. That’s up to you as long as you get your ass in the pool.” Without hesitation Bruce pulled the tie in his board shorts and dropped them to the pool deck and jumped in the water. When he finally came back up I smile at him and said, “Nice choice.” Bruce smiled at me and I could see the wheels spinning as he tried to think of what to say to me. I caught his eyes drift down trying to make it my still hard cock. When his eyes came back up to meet my gaze and the shit rang grin on my face. He quickly matched my grin as I silently moved closer to him. I knew he was turned on when the tips of our hard cocks touched right before we leaned in towards each other and kissed. He was great kisser as our tongues dualed in and out of each other’s mouths. I knew we were both on the same wave length when we almost simultaneously reached for each other’s hard cocks. After we stopped kissing I suggested, “Why don’t we take this to my bedroom.” I had a camera hidden in my bedroom to capture the action there as well. Wet picked up some new double I the way to my bedroom (Bruce's was pre spiked with G and T). Bruce had already finished his drink when we got to my bedroom and dropped to his knees taking him cock down to the root. Damn, he was a good cock sucker, I was hoping he’d turn out to be a good bottom. After Bruce had been bobbing up and when in my cock for about 5 minutes I figured it was time to take things up a notch. I reached for my pipe that I had already loaded with an ample amount of Tina, lit my torch and heated the bowl. Bruce let my hard cock slip from his mouth as looked up at me and asked, “You smoking weed?” As I blew out the white smoke from my lungs I replied, “No something better.” He stood up with a curious look in his eye. I knew his inhibitions were definitely lowered by the glassy look I his eyes from the G and T he had consumed I his drink. His pupils were very dilated and glassy. I knew he was G'ed out. So I want surprised when he asked, “Can I try it?” The burn was still warm as I heated it for another hit when he asked me if he could try the pipe. I shook my head yes as I took a second hit completely filling my lungs. Bruce the reached for the pipe, but instead I leaned in to kiss him. He seemed to understand what I was thinking as he emptied the air from his. Lungs in time to take the sole from my lungs. He room as much as he sounds as only a little bit escaped or lip lock. The shotgun turned into a passionate kiss as I let him edge my north with his tongue. When we finally stopped kissing Bruce blew out an impressive cloud and I asked him, “How about another one, but this time you hit the pipe and shotgun it to me.” I explained how to heat the bowl so not to burn what’s I the bowl and to slowly inhale. Bruce did exactly as I instructed. He leaned: and we locked lips as before and I inhaled the smoke from his lungs. This time when we kissed my tongue probed his mouth. I had Bruce sit down on my bed. It was my turn to suck cock while Bruce hit the pipe. He let out a site moan as I began to guide him a good job. While I worked his cock with my oral skills he hit the pipe 5 times. In between his hits he softly moaned letting me know he was ready for more. I lifted his legs and moved down to his taint licking my way towards his hole. I paused to admire the hairless, pink pucker I was ready to introduce to the joy of bareback sex. I waited until he blew out his latest hit of Tina. By my count he had just sucked in his sixth lung full of Tina to go with what he had in hits 3 drinks. I was kissing the areas around the hole, taint, inner thighs and his butt crack. Once be exhaled a huge cloud I dove my tongue into his pink pucker. Three soft moans changed into deeper and louder moans as I probed his hole with my tongue. Bruce's hole opened up altering my tongue you penetrate in further. It was easy to tell that his hole was hungry and eager to be filled ass I felt it trying to suck my tongue inside. I tongued as deep as possible while Bruce ran both of his hand through my hair. Anytime I would slightly pull back to get the air Bruce used the hands on my head to pull me back into his ass. I knew he was you’re duty the pickings and flashed a pre arranged signal for Steven to know that soon Bruce was going to get fucked. I pulled out a bottle of Tina laced lube Steven provided and a good size rock of Tina. I began to alternate between fingering and licking his hungry hole. All this stimulation was driving Bruce crazy as his moaning few louder and he sees moving his ass around. As I worked more of the Tina laced lube into Bruce’s hole he complained, “They burns a little.” I took the opportunity of this distraction to slip the rock of Tina into his ass and answered him, “Yeah I’m using a warning lube. You every had your hope played with before like this?” As I pushed the rock as deep as I possibly could into his ass I also kissed and listed his home and the areas around his home to keep him distracted from the new burn he was about to feel. Bruce’s complaint continued as he says, “Ouch! Now that’s really burning.” Quickly his complaints turned it is soft moans which turned hungry loud moans as he began to buck back against my hand as I continued to finger fuck. I stood up from where I had been on my knees feasting on his hairless ass, looked down at Bruce. He was ready to be fucked. I pulled my fingers out of his hungry hole to hear a whimper of disappointment from Bruce. I picked up his legs and rotated him still his head was on the pillow. I put his calves on my shoulders and teased him with the tip of my rock hard 8”cock. Every time I would brush the trip up against his hole Bruce would try and push back I an attempt to get me inside him. I leaned down, gave him a deep passionate kiss before I told him, “I am going to fuck you so good and breed that cute trainer ass.” Bruce looked at me as I got my cock ready to penetrate him and said, “I only play safe.” I answered him, “You used to play safe.” The pushed ¾ of my cock in one thrust. He looked as if he was trying too process what I had just said to him as I pulled back and half way thrusted all of my cock into his ass.

Part 7 Jason brought a rollaway cot and had Scott restrained on his belly and once that was done he and Bear, Jayden and Ben each got their bottom boys rigs ready by first slamming about a third of the fullest rigs they have ever seen and then after releasing their tourniquets pulling back on the plungers to fill them with their positive blood. Bobby and Greg had anxious looks on their faces as they have both fantasized about getting tied up and slammed with poz blood and tina. Bobby had asked if they could restrain him completely and gag him to add to his fantasy and Jayden was happy to and told the others to do the same to their bottoms. Timmy and Scott looked at each other and both saw fear and panic and when Scott tried to struggle that made Timmy even more scared and he started to struggle too. “It looks like Scott and Timmy are having second thoughts” said Hank Jayden laughed and said, ”good thing they can’t move then” Jason looked at Scott and told him to relax as he put his hand on his chest and told him it will all be better soon, you and Timmy are going to be free. Scott and Timmy both settled down and Jason told everyone to find a vein and get ready as I want us to slam them all at the same time. Once everyone was all set Jason told them to push as the mix of tina and blood started to enter the boys. Jayden told Ben that since Timmy had just been slammed he should take most of this himself and only give Timmy a little more Tina plus of course your virus. Ben nodded but he knew what Jayden was doing as once he was rushing on such a huge hit he would lose his hardon and beg for cock and Jayden liked to put Ben in his place. Ben didn’t care but he did want to cum in Timmy so he hoped the rush helped him shoot before he had to stop pretending he was a top and take his place with the rest of the boys. As each needle was removed Phil, Brian and Hank wiped clean each boy’s arm as the tops were already plowing their boys. All around you could hear the bottoms cough and grunt then over the next few minutes all you could hear was flesh slapping and the boys moaning. Ben started pounded Timmy like a madman hoping the friction would keep him hard and Timmy was grunting as he wasn’t yet use to such a pounding and didn’t expect it from his buddy. Jayden called over to Ben and taunted him to see if he could stay hard long enough to breed Timmy and Ben could only moan in reply. Ben’s rush was hitting him so hard and he wanted to switch places with Timmy so bad but just then Brian, Hank and Phil came to his rescue. Brian slid up Ben’s ass as Hank grabbed his tits and Phil pulled Ben’s face to the side and shoved his tongue in his mouth. Ben was lost in the pleasure he felt and started to fuck Timmy even faster and harder as that could Brian’s cock in his ass to go just as fast and hard and in under a minute he starter to scream as he filled Timmy with his load. The guys helped Ben to the floor and Brian started fucking him again as Hank took position to enter Timmy. Jayden smiled as he watched Ben and once Ben was being fucked Jayden turned his attention back to Bobby. He removed his gag and yelled for everyone else to do so also so that they could hear the boys begging. He then looked back into Bobby’s eyes and called him a slut and told him tonight he would never forget as started to get his fingers into Bobby at the same time he kept fucking him. Bobby started to beg to be stretched more and Jayden told him that he wasn’t going to stop until he could get both hands inside of him and then shoved two more fingers into the boy and at that Bobby’s eyes rolled back and his cock while still soft started to shoot off. Jayden announced that his bitch was cumming from getting his hole destroyed. Jason was going easy on Scott and asked him how he was going. “Oh god, Jason, I feel so good. I didn’t know it would feel so good. Wow, faster and harder.” “Yeah, that’s a good boy. You may be Timmy’s Daddy but you’re now my subby and I plan on getting you in my sling many times. I want to have a party where everyone is a top except you and Timmy and you can both get fucked and bred dozens of times. Do you want that Scottie boy?” “Fuck yeah, I want it now. Call me Scottie boy again!” “Oh little Scottie boy loves being my boy, don’t you? I bet you want to call me Daddy too” “Daddy, Daddy harder please” “Oh Scottie boy we are going to have so much fun” Bear told Greg to get ready for his first load and then slammed into the boy all the way and held him tight as his club shoot deep into him. He bent down and kissed Greg and told him that he was happy to have him as his son and told him when he gets the flu he should call him so that can celebrate. As Bear pulled out Phil was there to enter the boy next. Bear went over to Jason and said we need more tops for these boys or they’re gonna kill us, do you mind if I call a few friends. Now that the clubs are closing I know some guys that would love to join us. Jason told him to get as many as he could. Bear made two calls and twenty minutes later eight of his friends showed up and they enjoyed the fucked up bottoms that were all begging for their poz cum. One of the new guys asked is it ok to breed them with my toxic load and then they were all told that every one of the bottoms was converting tonight. The new guys gave the other tops a much needed break and the party went on. Around noontime the next day people started to leave and the party finally started to wind down. Jason passed out some pills that helped everyone left crash and soon the house was quiet again.

Part 5 Scott was thinking of finding a way to get politely leave with Timmy as he wanted some time alone with his roommate and new boy especially before their other roommate got back, however looking at one of the new guys ass made him want to fuck him too. But then Scott’s plans changed when he heard the new guy say: “Hey, I know him! He was on my team last year.” The guy said and pointed to Timmy. “I didn’t know he was gay let alone a bottom or I would have tapped that ass” “Ben, maybe you were thinking of getting your own ass fucked but maybe you will get to top as it looks like he’s making up time for it tonight, but I see another boy in need of cock and I’m starting with him.” Jayden, another one of the new guys said as he started to remove his clothes as he walked up to Bobby and Hank. Hank had already stopped spanking Bobby and was fucking his throat as he twisted the boys nips. Phil then introduced himself to Scott and then introduced his three horny friends, Ben, Jayden, and Brian. “So you were Timmy’s teammate last year?” asked Scott as he thought about going back and forth between Ben and Timmy’s asses. “Timmy? Oh yeah, but he was just Tim then, I guess he became Timmy the bottom boy over the summer” “Actually I just broke him in tonight” “Shit, has this boy has been partying?”. Jayden asked as he starting to play with Bobby’s hole and heard moan around Hank’s cock which he knew meant Bobby was begging to be fucked. Looking at Bobby’s eyes, Jayden saw something he liked and asked Hank, “You guys party?” Hank didn’t want to answer as it wasn’t his house and he looked over at Jason hoping he would respond. “Sure” Jason said, “all three of our boys are tweeking and ready for the night” “Shit, Ben, go grab my bag out of the car so we can smoke up too”. Ben looked at Scott to make sure it was ok and Scott nodded and Ben went out to the car. “What have we got here?” Phil asked as he and Brian walked up to Jason and Greg. “Tonight my little brother decided he wanted to come out of the bottom closet and slammed himself big time and he is now my new fuck boy and I hope you all enjoy his new pussy tonight.” “Is this your boy?” Jayden asked as he was still fingering Bobby. “He’s with me.” replied Jason. “But seeing that Greg is my new bitch, I guess Bobby is available if someone is looking for a boy” Jayden turned towards Jason so that his biohazard tat could be seen and said “So it’s ok to breed him or do I need to pull out?” Jason heard him first but then saw the tattoo and told Jayden, “Oh I I I’m not sure about that” “You better breed him” Scott said and Jayden turned towards him and tapped his tat and Scott continued, “You better knock him up. You can’t be a slampig whore boy like Bobby and choose whose loads you want. I’m sure it won’t be long before Timmy also gets pozzed and then me next so let’s just have some fun and stop worrying about it. Jason if you think Greg won’t be getting pozzed sooner or later your fooling yourself, just make sure you get him and you tested and take care of yourself and let him have all the cum breeding into him that he will soon need.“ “Fuck yeah, I’m gonna bread this bitch then” and Jayden slammed his thick eight and half inches into Bobby. Hank twisted Bobby’s nip really hard as he pushed into his throat bringing Bobby sensations from all over his body. “Shit man, I love tweaked up twinks that love to be used hard.” “You hear that, little bro?”, Jason said to Greg, “Tonight your taking more loads and you might get pozzed, is this what you want?” “Oh fuck, Jason, just fuck me and let them all fuck me. I need to get fucked. Everyone can fuck me and I want all their cum. Fuck me hard, fuck me harder..” Greg started to repeat over and over again as Jason picked up steam and soon yelled as he bred his little brother for the first time, “Baby bro, I’ve wanted to fuck and cum in you for so long and this is where you belong and I plan on breeding you every day, god I love you Greg”, Jason grunted as he finally came in his bother. Greg told him, “Yeah, Jason, do me, I love you too”. “Greg, your ass is amazing. It is the best, tightest and hottest ass” Jason then looked at Phil and Brian and told them, “he’ll squeeze your cock so hard you’ll wanna cum instantly but just slow down and enjoy this ass” as he slapped Greg’s ass and stepped back and watched Phil stab his cock right into Greg as Brian tilted Greg’s head and slid his cock in. Ben returned and as he set the Jayden’s bag on the table, Jason pulled out his bag and opened it showing Ben telling him he could help himself. Jason then loaded a pipe and brought it to Jayden knowing what he wanted and told him that if Bobby looked like he needed more to let him know and he’d slam him again. Jayden told Jason, how much he loved fucking and breeding cute little slampig twinks and even better if the boy was still negative and Jason told him to enjoy because Bobby was negative but maybe not soon. That made Jayden howl as he starting to shoot a load into Bobby and told Bobby that was only the first poz load and to expect a lot more tonight. Ben knew Jayden was poz as Jayden became his poz Daddy a little over a year ago. Ben was mostly a top but became a sub bottom when he was around bigger stronger men but right now Jayden had Bobby and soon would get Greg too but Ben wanted to be the first to poz breed his friend Timmy and listening to Jayden and Jason it sounded like everyone was ok with it. Bear had just shot his load into Timmy and was letting Timmy suck him clean and Scott was fingering Timmy and asking how he felt as Ben walked over with a loaded pipe. He offered it to Scott but Scott said he was ok and that Ben should catch up as they all slammed just a little while ago. Ben knew that if he slammed he’d be in the sling so he lit up the pipe as he watched and listened to Scott, Bear and Timmy. As Bear pulled out of Timmy’s mouth he bent down and kissed the boy and told him he was the perfect jock boy and to never change and then he wandered over to the table. “Timmy, look it’s your old teammate, Ben”. Ben was in the middle of a long slow inhale and Timmy just stared up at him. “Timmy do you want Ben to fuck you?” Timmy nodded. “Did you ever fantasize about him back in the locker room?” Timmy nodded again. Ben nearly shot a load into his jeans and then realized he was still in them and started to undo them as he kicked off his sneakers. Ben got nervous about removing his shirt as Jayden recently had him get the same biohazard tattoo and he didn’t want Scott or Timmy to say no when he was this close to getting to breed the jock ass that he jerked off so many times thinking about. Ben asked Scott if it was ok for him to slam a little as it would be faster than smoking. Scott said yeah and I think Timmy could use a little booster too. As they walked to the table Ben removed his shirt and Scott saw the tattoo immediately and decided that maybe it was time for Timmy to get the same size slam that Bobby and Greg had and grabbed one of the prefilled rigs that he knew to be a .5 and asked Ben if he wanted the same. Ben said he would but if he did he wouldn’t be able to fuck and would be begging for a cock. Scott handed him a rig with only .25 and told him that maybe another night they and Timmy could get together and Ben could be the bottom for the night. Jason came over and said he’d help with Timmy but when he saw the rig he told Scott he grabbed the wrong one but Scott told him that it looks like Timmy was going to get pozzed tonight and we might as well make sure it takes and I know his hole will need a big boost to make it through what is going to happen to him. Scott told Ben to start to fuck Timmy so that he would be inside when they slammed him up. Greg had Timmy ready and told Ben to go first and Ben stopped fucking for a moment as he slammed himself. Ben didn’t cough or anything just seemed normal a minute later although the eyes never lie and you could tell he was ready to fuck and seeing that Greg pushed the plunger in and released the band then removed the needle and Scott wiped Timmy’s arm as Timmy started to cough and Scott talked to Timmy making sure he was ok and finally Timmy could breathe and nodded to Scott. Scott stood up and told Ben to fuck and make sure you fuck him good because you both have waited for this. Jayden yelled over, “Yeah Ben, you finally get to poz a boy and how cool you wanted him for so long because now you two will be connected forever.” Scott picked up Ben’s needle and went to the table to refill it because tonight Timmy wasn’t going to get pozzed alone.

Part 4 Jason watched his younger brother Greg drop to his knees and suck Scott and couldn’t believe how submissive Greg was being. Hearing that his brother wanted to be in the sling shocked Jason as he never knew him to bottom. Then Jason saw Scott push Greg’s face on Timmy’s pissing cock and watched him swallow he started to get aroused. But when Greg went back to his knees and started to suck Scott again and was roughly fingering his own hole and finally when Greg nodded to Scott when he was asked if he wanted to be his urinal too is when Jason knew his own little brother was going to become his own personal slut boy before the night was over. Scott had been friends with Greg for a few years and always thought he was strictly a top. He noticed that Greg’s rig looked to be as full as Bobby’s was and figured he needed to get fucked up in order to get fucked. Scott held Greg’s head in both his hands as he started to cum. He pulled back a little to make sure Greg tasted his load rather than shoot it directly into his belly. Scott knew he always could use a piss after cumming and continued to hold his friends head but pulled his cock nearly all the way out so that just the tip was in his mouth and then he slowly started to piss. Once he saw that Greg was going to swallow it all he pushed all the way into his mouth and let the piss out faster which caused Greg to gag some but Scott held his head tight and forced his friend to swallow faster. Meanwhile, Hank had strapped Bobby down to the bench and then gave him his shot and watched the twink cough and start to rush and once he knew Bobby was flying he fingered the twink’s boypussy and asked him if he was ready to get spanked for real this time. Bobby told Hank he wanted him to use the paddle and asked if he could be gagged so that Hank could paddle him really hard. Hank decided that was a good idea as the kid’s screaming would get annoying soon and he expected the kid to be screaming a lot. Bear loved fucking Timmy’s ass and told the jock boy that his ass was the hottest and tightest that he had fucked in a long time. Bear started to deep stroke Timmy causing the boy to feel the most intense fuck possible and making Timmy moan, not a whore moan like the twink Bobby but a more guttural sound that came from his very core. Timmy couldn’t believe how great the massive cock made him feel. At first he was nervous but the chems helped make him want it and now he knew he needed to be fucked and he hoped Scott had more friends like Bear. Timmy thought about his baseball coach and then realized how much Bear looked like him and wondered if his coach would like to fuck him too, in his mind Bear became his coach and he yelled to Bear, “Coach, fuck me harder, Coach, I’ve wanted you for so long please fuck me hard.” Bear smiled knowing the boy was having a great time and he started fucking him harder and told him, “Oh you’ve wanted your Coach’s cock haven’t you boy, well now you have it and do you want my seed too? Timmy do you want your Coach to make you pregnant?” “Yeah, Coach, give me your seed, make me pregnant with your seed” “Oh fuck, Timmy, here you go, take it, take my seed” Bear leaned over and shoved his tongue in Timmy’s mouth as he pounded his load into Timmy and they made out for a while until Bear started to fuck him again. Jason wanted to fuck his brother so bad and watching him suck Scott off then swallow his piss and listening to Bear breed Timmy got him rock hard and since Hank was using Bobby and he didn’t have anyone he approached Scott and his brother and told Scott it was time to get his bitch of a brother on the couch as he was going to breed his little bro. Greg tried to stand but Jason held him down and told him that if he wanted to be a bitch boy he could crawl over to the couch. Jason told Scott that he never expected his brother to be a bottom and now he plans on making up for lost time. Jason told Scott “Maybe we can get together more often and take turns fucking our boys”. Greg looked at Jason and Jason told him, “Yes you are now my boy and whenever we finally go to sleep and wake up you will be moving in. Bro, is your ass still cherry?” Greg nodded. “Good boy, you’ve been saving it for me haven’t you?” Greg nodded and quietly added “Yes, Sir” Just then the doorbell rang and Jason asked Scott to get the door as he needed to fuck his brother and couldn’t wait. Jason had Greg lean over the back of the couch and using only spit he lined his cock up with his little brother’s virgin hole and plunged into his brother causing him to scream but once Jason pulled back some Greg yelled for him not to pull out but Jason just plunged in again and laughed and told his brother that he wasn’t pulling out until his balls were drained. Scott and Phil and three other guys entered the playroom.

Watched lots of video about hot gangbang. i never hold a gangbang before even though I want. I'm curious what it feel like to be gangbanged. It seems that there gonna be lots of pain if u take 10 guys' dicks without rest.

Fun at the seedy motel – Part 1 “Want to go for a ride?” the guy said as he set his glass pipe on the seat and leaned towards the passenger side window. His car was an older model, pretty beat up, and he matched. From the dim light provided by the streetlamps and the fact that it was not quite totally dark yet, I could see he had a scraggly beard, dreadlocks, and some sort of dark colored jacket on, and not handsome at all, but he did have what I would call and evil grin. I had just started a week off from work and was determined to get as much raw dick and cum as I could to make up for all I had been missing due to a crazy work schedule. I had just come from getting a load of cum in my ass from some guy I met online, and while the fuck was not all that great, he shot a nice load. My ass was just getting warmed up, and I was still buzzed from the beer, so decided to walk home to see if I could find some trade along the way. I was about a block and a half down the street when I noticed this car up the street on the other side and someone was using a big lighter to smoke with as each time they turned it on, created a small glow in the front seat. I could only see the shape of person and not make out anything more, but figured I would scope it out a little. So I walked a little slower and kept watching the car and the lighter flashes. As I got closer I could see the occasional stream of smoke come out of the driver’s side window so knew he was not smoking cigarettes. Someone getting high, sitting alone, bet they were horny so my hopes were raised, my ass twitched, and a little bit of cum leaked out. At the intersection I crossed the street so I could come up on the passenger side and get a closer look. “Want to go for a ride?” he said again. Yeah, he was high for sure, and I was horny as fuck, so my heart raced a little faster as I said sure, opened the door, and sat in the passenger’s seat. He moved his pipe onto the floor under his seat, turned the car on, and pulled out. “Derrick,” he said as he held his right hand towards me. I shook his hand, told him my name, asked what was up tonight. “Nothing man, you know, looking to get into whatever, you know. You?” What do I say? Tell him I got a hot load in my ass and need some more? I went with the safer course and just said had a drink with a friend, not ready to go home yet, so needed to get out. He laughed a little, “I hear that man. You smoke?” I told him no, but cool if he did. So he kept driving for a bit. We were in a rough part of town when he turned down a side street. It was getting dark now and most of the street lamps were out. He parked the car, said “Stay in the car, I need to get something.” Then he got out, locked the car doors, and headed down the driveway between two houses across the street. Damn – I was sitting alone on a dark street, so I slid down a little in the seat and waited. After 5 minutes I was getting really nervous, but then I saw him coming back towards the car. I sat up, he got, tossed a plastic bag on the seat, smiled at me and said, “Needed some rock. This is good shit, but makes me horny as a fucking bull, You know?” I just nodded, gulped hard, and tried not to show how nervous, scared, and horny I was all at the same time. Derrick pushed his seat back as far as it would go, reached under, pulled out his glass pipe and a black shaving kit. He opened the kit, pulled some stuff, opened his bag, put a small piece on his pipe, tilted his head back a little, stuck the pipe in between his lips, flared up the lighter, and began inhaling. His eyes were closed, so I was looking around to see if anyone was watching. I didn’t see anyone, not even a car, so went back to watching him. He let out his breath and a cloud of smoke filled the car, “OHHH yeah, shit’s good. Want a hit?” I shook my head no, and he said “Later then. You want to suck my dick for me, this shit’s got me horny?” I said sure, but asked what about people seeing us. “No one will see, come on, I need to bust some nutt.” With that he set the pipe down, unbuttoned his pants, slid them down a little, and pulled his dick out. He was already pretty hard, about 8 ½, or 9, and real thick, but wide. Not really round, just wide. I leaned over, closed my mouth over the head, and began sucking. Derrick started moaning a little, grabbed his pipe, and hit it again while I sucked him. “Make it wet, yeah get that bull pipe wet,” he said, so I sucked harder, raised up a little, spit on it, licked it clean and sucked some more. Derrick soon started to moan louder, “I’m gonna cum, you better pull off, you want it ? You want…..” as he shot into my mouth. I did not even feel the first volleys of cum as it hit the back of my throat and slid down. His dick pulsed, and kept shooting a steady stream and I had all I could do to swallow and keep up. His cum was thick and tasted wonderful, and I kept sucking as I wanted every little sperm I could. Derrick pushed my head off his dick, “Whew, yeah I needed that, had not shot my nutt in days, whew.” He closed his pants up, took another hit on his pipe, as I sat back savoring the taste of his cum still in mouth. Derrick put the pipe and supplies back under his seat. “What are you going to do now?” he asked. I didn’t know what he meant, but said whatever, open to having fun. “Good, here’s what’s up. I plan to smoke my shit up tonight and like to fuck when I do. Got me a room over on New York Avenue, so how about you come back with me, keep this big bull meat hard for me. You get fucked? Good, you got a nice mouth but I want to fuck.” With that he started the car up and we headed to his motel. On the way, Derrick stopped and grabbed some beer at a store, along with a couple sandwiches. As we drove I asked him why he smoked using a straight glass pipe? I thought most people smoked rock in a bowl or something. Derrick said he liked it better, cleaner hit, and he could control the burn the way he wanted. We didn’t really talk about anything else and about 10 minutes later were at the motel. I had gone by the motel before when driving up to Baltimore before. It was pretty run down, in a sort of industrial/warehouse area, and you could usually see a few hookers lingering nearby. Derrick pulled in, drove around to the back and near the end. There were a few people lingering around the parking lot, standing by a building near the back of the parking lot, the scent of pot was heavy in the air along with piss. We grabbed the beer and food, Derrick nodded at a guy standing by the wall about 15 feet away who nodded back, and I followed him into his room. The room inside was as bad as the outside. Smelled, was old, looked dirty, but Derrick clearly did not have much stuff. I saw one duffle bag on the floor of the closet, and mostly empty cigarette packs, beer bottles, and trash. Derrick set his stuff down and said, “Pull your pants down,” as he tossed a big bottle of Walgreens hand lotion onto the end of the bed. He open his little bag on the table, pulled out his supplies, and as I stuck some lotion in my ass, watched as he put some rock in his pipe. He walked over to me, “I fuck a LONG time, so you need this good shit. OK?” I said OK but had never done this before, as Derrick handed me the pipe, slightly angled up to keep the rock in the end. “You saw me hit it, now you do the same. I will light it, you just keep it tilted back, inhale as deep and hard as you can and do NOT let it out until I tell you.” I put the pipe between my lips, he put the lighter up to the end and I could start to see smoke building up in the pipe. “Now, inhale, keep going, more, more, come on, more - - now hold it – HOLD it –hold as long as you can – you need to feel this shit – hold.” I started to cough and choke and a huge plume of smoke came out. Derrick laughed, “Not bad for your first time. Now again.” Derrick then took a few hits and as I watched him I started to get so hot and fuck the rush to my head! The room started spinning a bit and my body tingled and everything seemed more intense but fuzzier at the same time. Then it started to even out, the sensation was just intense, and my dick responded by immediately getting hard. I grabbed the lotion, put some more lube on my ass, and bent forward over the end of the bed. I could hear Derrick finishing up his hit, he then walked over and pushed the curtains a little to the side. “I like to be watched,” he said. He had taken off his clothes and his dick was at full attention. I bent back over, hit the poppers (had them in my coat from the first guy I visited) my head felt like it was going to explode, and I zoned out a bit. I came back to reality as I felt Derrick work a finger up ass. “You going to take my bull pipe? Let this black bull fuck it? Yeah, nice and tight and wet and juicy – yeah got some good pipe for you.” With that he stuck a second finger up my ass. I noticed a box of Magnums on the table, so figured he only played safe and was disappointed, and thought maybe if I asked him to fuck me raw I could just say the rock made me say that if he got upset, but as he started to rub his dick again my ass I could tell he did not have one on- fuck yeah! I was going to get his cum in my ass too and he was going to work the load I took earlier deeper up inside me. Derrick pulled his fingers out of my ass, and without saying another word, began to slowly push his dick into me. FUCK – that hurt, the width of his dick was a killer and I squirmed and pulled away a little bit. He placed his hands on my hips and guided me back onto his dick nice and slow. As he did I looked under my arm towards the window and noticed that the guy we had seen against the wall was now looking in the window, watching. I told Derrick and he chuckled and said, “Yeah, my man’s a freak, you’ll see.” Derrick started to fuck harder and angle his dick to the sides with each thrust, scraping my ass walls with every stroke. I just grunted and tried to steady myself on the end of the bed. I was feeling pretty high and had a nice big black dick up my ass, and damn that felt so good. I don’t know how long Derrick fucked, but when I focused again he was grunting, almost growling, as he started fucking harder and faster. I was having a hard time keeping my balance and he reached out, stood up, wrapped his arms around my chest and slam fucked. “I’m gonna nutt in you, want my bull nutt, huh, want my nutt, gonna nutt – oh –gonna nutt…” Derrick tensed, shook, and I could feel his cock throbbing in my ass and his hot load shoot inside me. He kept holding me as his dick fully unloaded, his breathing was hard and heavy. He then let me go, pushed me forward and slid his dick out. My ass felt so empty! Put it back! He slapped my ass, smiled, “Feel good in there? You want more huh? Don’t worry, I got lots of nutt up in this bull pipe.” I just smiled, Derrick walked over, slid the chain off the door and the guy who had been looking in the window stepped in. This guy was pretty tall, like 6’5, real thin, torn up jeans, torn up coat, could not tell if he was homeless or just very causal. He took his jacket off and had tats up and down both arms. I just stood there while he and Derrick started talking. Derrick handed me a beer, told me to sit, so I opened it up as he and the new guy sat at the table. They both took out pipes, the other guy had one with a bowl, and started taking hits. Derrick said, “Come here, take some more.” So I did as before. He lit it and guided me and this time I did not choke. The tall guy put his pipe down, walked over to the bed, grabbed the pillows, brought them towards the end, “Lay on your back, put your ass on these,” he said. So I got up on the bed, laid on my back with the pillows under my hips. He got up on the bed on his knees, spread my legs, lifted my legs up, and started to push into my ass. His dick was like him, long and skinny, and a good bit longer than Derrick’s. My ass did not resist, and he slid in pretty easily as Derrick’s cum must have lubed me up really well. Derrick just sat the table watching, taking a hit now and then, and his dick was standing straight up in his lap as he watched the tall guy fuck me. The tall guy now had my legs pushed way back towards my shoulders and was jack fucking my ass. He was also really verbal. “Take this nigger dick bitch, good bitch, open that hole, come on now, open that tight white pussy. You want this nigger dick in you? Huh? Want me to fuck you? Huh bitch? Fuck that white pussy, yeah bitch.” At first I did not say anything, but then said yes, please fuck my white pussy, and that made him harder, and he got louder, and fucked deeper. My ass was making slurping noises each time he thrust in and out and as he angled himself up with his feet, his full weight was behind every push into me. His eyes were closed like he was concentrating real hard and his dirty talk did not stop, as he called me a bitch and white pussy. In that position, I now noticed he had tats all over his chest too, and some on his neck. I tried to move my arms, but had no leverage so looked back at Derrick who was now stroking his dick as he watched. The guy on top of me picked up the pace and I started begging for his cum. Derrick started egging him, “Come on nigga, fuck it, nutt up in there, come on nigga.” “OH OH OH – take my cum BITCH!!!” and the tall guy slammed balls deep and unloaded. He stayed still for a few seconds, breathing hard. His dick was still pretty hard, but slid out as he pulled off me, he got off the bed, stood up, “Damn, fuck – nice sloppy hole. Get on your hands and knees.” What? The man just shot. I told him I had to piss and needed some beer, so got up and went to the bathroom. I could barely walk as my legs were all cramped, but took a nice long piss. I now had cum and ass juice just running down my leg. I wiped my ass a little to make sure I was still ‘clean’, and clenched my ass to keep as much juice in as I could. I went back into the room and sat on the edge of the bed and gulped a beer as Derrick and the tall guy sat at the table getting their pipes ready. They both took a hit, then the tall guy grabbed his dick, pointed it my way, and said “Suck it.” So I got on my hands and knees and started sucking his dick. They put the pipes down, Derrick passed the tall guy a sandwich, and they started eating and chatting as I sucked the tall guy’s dick. My knees hurt so bad so had to get up, sat back on the bed and drank another beer. Derrick offered me a sandwich, I passed, and soon they were done, and Derrick was motioning me over to the table with the pipe his hand. I took a couple big hits and felt it kick in even more intensely then before. Derrick and the tall guy both took hits, then both stood up, Derrick turned me around and shoved his dick up my ass as the tall guy pushed my head down towards his dick. I put my left hand on the table to steady myself as Derrick fucked my ass and the tall guy fucked my throat. I could taste a mix of lube, cum, and ass juice on the tall guys dick as he had not wiped it off after fucking me, just let it air dry which left a film of fuck covering his dick. “Fuck it – yeah fuck it,” the tall guy said to Derrick as he reached over, grabbed his pipe, and started hitting it while I kept sucking him. As he inhaled I swear his dick got a good inch longer, damn, that shit did go right to their dicks. Derrick then reached forward, pulled me off the tall guy’s dick, and turned, and walked me the couple steps to the bed with his dick still in my ass. “Get on your knees,” Derrick said, so with him still inside, I got on my knees up on the bed and got doggy style and he started fucking. “Yeah feel that nutt up in there, hmmm.” I was feeling no pain, just intense, hot pleasure of that raw dick pushing their cum deeper inside of me as I begged for him to fuck me – I just wanted more cum – as much as they could give me. “Let me hit it,” the tall guy said, so Derrick pulled out and the tall guy started fucking me – hard. Again, he was getting very verbal and nasty and I was loving it! I heard Derrick take a hit, then he stood beside the tall guy, the tall guy paused, and I heard him take a hit with his dick still in my ass. Again, felt like that big dick grew another inch as it was inside me – and I started pleading for him to fuck me harder. Derrick laughed and said, “Now let’s freak.” I thought we were, so just kept focusing on the dick in my ass. The tall guy paused again and I thought Derrick was giving him another hit, but I turn my head and did not see him. The tall guy moaned and grunted a little and pushed against my ass, but it did not feel right. I twisted as far as I could to see what was up. Derrick was behind the tall guy and was sticking his dick in the tall guy’s ass while the tall guy had his dick in my ass! Fuck! Derrick said, “Now we’ll get some nutt up in that white hole,” as he started to push in and out of the tall guy’s ass. The tall guy pushed his ass back to meet Derrick’s dick, which pulled his dick out of my ass and as Derrick pushed forward into the tall guy’s ass, the tall guy’s dick would go balls deep into me. It took a couple strokes, but they soon found a rhythm and I was being deep dicked by the tall guy as he got deep dicked by Derrick. The tall guy was losing it, and was almost hollering, “Take it bitch, take the dick, take these nigger dicks, fucking white pussy – take it take it!” He was digging into my sides with his fingernails as he slam fucked me, “AAAHHHHH fuck AAAHHHHH fuck,” and he started to shoot. This load felt like alcohol had been dumped into my ass – my hole burned with his cum as he gave me second load, Derrick kept fucking him. The tall guy stopped pumping, and pushed back off my ass. Derrick yanked his dick out of the tall guy’s ass making him grunt, got behind me, pulled me back onto his dick and started fucking. I was begging for his cum and for him to fuck me harder. Derrick must have been close already. “You want it?” he said, “You some more bull nutt? Want some more nutt in that juicy pussy? Fucking pussy fucking take my nutt – here it comes – here it COMES!!! Derrick unloaded in my ass again. As I was still burning from the tall guy’s load, I’m not sure how much he shot, but he grunted, moaned, groaned, and made it sound like a lot. His dick softened a little and he slid out, I rolled over and laid on my back to catch my breath. When I sat up Derrick and the tall guy were both sitting in the chairs by the table, Derrick smiled and said, “Told you my man was a freak,” then laughed. The tall guy laughed too, stood up, and started to get dressed. His dick still looked wet and slimy from fucking me, but he just put his pants on and did not even wipe it off – hot! He was taking my ass juice with him! He put his coat on, said, “Catch you man,” to Derrick, and left the room. “How’s that ass doing?” Derrick asked. “I still got plenty of rock and I ain’t even started getting my freak on.” Stay tuned for part 2.

just dumped a big load in my favourite highschool sissyboy faggot doggystyle in his parents bed dressed in his sisters bra n panties made him call me daddy, and choked him with a belt around his throat.spit right in his whore face 3 times and pissed down his throat (on his parents bed so he couldnt spill any

Yes. I luv the feeling of just being a hole. Once the top breeds me he just pulls out, zips up and leaves! I luv that feeling!

true, but when you get into huge toy and FF territory like me you stay stretched out and hosed out. I haven't taken a natural shit in months and months so I have no idea if the waste control functions are capable of working anymore (nor do I really care since the pleasure the sexual use and being so streched out brings is worth it) so that's what I made the comment about function as I've no idea if I could anymore.

An awesome conclusion to a great story! It doesn't seem like it's been 100 chapters (probably seems more than that to chi4loads... 😉). Developing new characters while maintaining current ones is a difficult task, but chi4loads has met this task with outstanding ease. I venture to say that Brother in Trouble will remain a popular thread on BZ for years to come for new comers and BZ regulars alike. We all need to thank chi4loads for not sharing this story line, but also his writing skills. Thank you, chi4loads! 😘

Part 8 I texted Steven when I got in my car letting him know ‘the client was very satisfied and I had the task was completed'. Steven texted me ‘right on, here’s your next client’ as he sent me the address and which set of points I was to use. The next guy was a bug chasing jock (my type). He was early to mid 20's, nice muscular build. He had a great cock, not that he’d get to use it. He was an avid partier when never slammed before. But if was brought to be pozzed he wanted too be slammed. We chatted a little bit when I arrived as I pulled out his point. I leaned that he was more of a top and that he has always been turned on by pozzing stories. He also has a cute twink who didn’t just want to be fucked by him, the twink wants the jock to breed his ass. The twink never asked the jock if he was poz or neg. He learned that the twink had never used a condom when fucking. So he started to think about fucking the kid bareback and breed ass. Then his thoughts slipped yup sleazier thoughts of pumping him full of poz cum which turned him on beyond belief. He knew he was ready to take the final plunge and become poz himself. Use coughed that Tina would help him take that final step and not turn back. There were 4 points for him since he was slamming for the first time. The important factor Steven taught me about slamming is that you can always slam more, you can’t slam less. I was to administer one slam and after 5 to 10 minutes then I would see how the client was doing and would then determined if he was to get another one until he was sufficiently cock crazy. Basically I was to get him to the point of having T-dick. I could see that he was a little nervous as I got everything ready. I had him lay back and relax as I got him some Gatorade to drink. Steven’s instructions had me dose the Gatorade with some GHB is he showed any apprehension. The downed the Gatorade quickly and as the G took effect the jock seemed to know that he had been dosed saying to me, “You put G in my Gatorade.” I answered him, “Yes, I am just flowing Steven’s instructions. He knew you might need it to help get you where you really want to be.” He then told me, “Thanks. You know Steven offered to poz me, but since I rarely bottom I wasn’t going to let his horse cock wreck my hole.” I looked at him and as I applied the tourniquet said to him “I think you’re ready you be slammed.” As I swabbed his arm and readied to skip the needle into his vein he answered “Yeah I am ready.” I skillfully hit the big, juicy vein and after getting the red flash emptied the first point into the jock. After I pulled the tourniquet he coughed a little and I knew right away he was going to need more. I was just going to give him the second slam butt he kept telling me to give him 2 more. We quick texted Steven and the jock pled his case. Steven told me to give him 2 more points. After I administer both points he coughed out hard as his hard dick went a little soft. I made note of the amount me has slammed knowing how much the jock could do make T-dick right get him as I administer the fourth slam which, in combination with the G he drank, turned the jock into a cum dump. Over the next 8 hours I proceeded to fill his neg jock ass with my poz cum. I roughly used a dildo to work those loads in deep and help insure the pozzing process. I also inserted a butt plug before I left to keep the loaded inside him while putting a pair a locking charity shorts so he couldn’t remove the but plug. I was to come back by Saturday night to breed him some more. The next client was a simple party-n-play fuck. The guy was a bug chaser who was tired of not getting converted after 6 years of barebacking. The last client before he had to go back over to the jocks was a partier who wanted to get his conservative, straight laced, neg boyfriend to party for the very first time along with pozzing his ass. They had talked about him trying Tina for the first time and him converting only to have him back out. The client was determined to finally make it all happen. The apartment door was left open for me to get in. I would find the client fucking his boyfriend who was to be slammed and pozzed. Once in the bedroom the client would good his boyfriend down while I administered the slam. Then the two of us would tag team his neg ass filling him with poz loads. As I was about to walk into the bedroom I could hear the neg boyfriend say something about hearing someone in the apartment. By the time I entered that bedroom the client had the boyfriend pinned to the mattress as I quick applied the tourniquet and before he knee what was happening the neg boyfriend was coughing out hard. It was apparent that they were about to fuck since the client had a condom on his cock. He quickly pulled the condom off as his boyfriend rode his first rush. He then administered his slam and proceeded to fuck and breed his boyfriend. When it was my turn the client told his neg boyfriend “The guy fucking you just recently converted HIV+ and between me and him breeding you're sure to convert.” I was about to dump my first load inside his neg ass when he surprisingly answered, “Thank you for helping me experience Tina and making a take raw cock.” This was a quick job as I dumped 2 poz loads into his ass and left after double fucking him, but I had to get back to the jock and remove the butt plug and dump some more of cum into his ass. It wasn't easy to get the plug out of his ass but with some lube, effort and a nice slam the plug came out. He had absorbed the cum I had dumped inside him the night before. For tonight the jock asked that I get a few poz tops to help breed him. His only stipulation was not to have anyone over 7” to 8” fuck him. It was decided to get a hotel room for the night. I had placed ads on BBRT and Craig’s List and was going to have him pick out the guys he wanted to have fuck him. He opened his laptop, I logged into BBRT and the email I had set up the Craig’s List ad. Had him get on all fours and I slowly fucked him while he looked through the replies. He set it up for 6 guys to come by the hotel room while I made sure that the guys coming over were the righT Type. As we waited for our visitors to arrive I made sure there was a well packed pipe and bong along with clean pints and Gatorade to take GHB with. I had our slams ready to go and convinced the jock to let me slam him as he let the next guy fuck him. I told him we’d have the guy lay on his back so that jock could mount him.. The jock was down to try only if he coughed fuck me at the end of the night. The first got showed up was a college frat boy type who quickly started smoking. He was also down for getting his dick inside the jock’s ass as I slammed him only if I could administer a slam for him. I mixed the slams and our visiting top laid down, the jock slowly worked his tight ass slowly down the guy’s 7½” cock. There was still about ½” to ¾” left when I gave the jock his slam flowed by the visiting top. As they both coughed out I saw the rest of that cock disappear as the jock proceeded to fuck himself as the top laid back enjoying the rush. A few minutes later the top began to fuck him below as the two began to get a nice rhythm going. I stood up letting the jock suck my cock. Soon we are joined by a couple more tops. It of the 6 the were invited only 4 showed up. Each one partying up and fucking a load or two (or four) pinto the jock's neg ass. He took a dozen loads that night and when we were left just the two of us I fixed is a couple more slams, had him lay on his back as I straddled him felt his 8” cock balls deep in my ass then administered his slam. While he coughed or I quickly did my own slam and then let him fuck me. He turned out to be a great top and rushed me for a good 2 hours before we quit.

Woof!

10. Dr. Benjamin Weston It was too early to wake up on a Saturday morning. My phone had buzzed in response to a text message. I had an intuition that it wouldn't be much longer before my alarm went off anyway. Still a bit bleary-eyed, I tried to focus on the screen. "Wanna come to a parTy today? College stud thinks he just started PrEP," it said. It was from an old friend and occasional patient, Jon. He and his partner Jon threw occasional parties, mostly to load up their boy Cal. The parties were everything a drug-fueled orgy should be: hot, sleazy, and intense. The men were always hot, the drugs were always pure, and the sex was always raw. "Yeah! When?" I wrote back. "What do I bring?" I finally looked at the time. It was 7:45. Plenty of time to get ready for my 9:00am appointment. It would be over by 10:00, which gave me the rest of the day to enjoy Jon's party. I re-read the message. "Thinks he's started PrEP?" I wrote. "Any time after 10:00," he wrote back. "We've got plenty of favors. Just bring that infected dick of yours." It stirred as I read the message. "We're feeding him fake pills," Jon added. "It's the kid we showed you last time you were here." I had been at his place about a month ago, this time just a fourth man for his unconventional three-way relationship. Jon had mentioned a boy he wanted to stealth. "He's gonna get on PrEP," Jon's husband, JP, had told me, showing me the pictures of the young man on his phone. Jon had quickly added, "He thinks the Prep is going to protect him. We're still going to infect him." I didn't think much of it; the pipe was offered to me, and then Cal's hole was offered. I took full advantage of both, and left spent and exhausted. In my reverie, I started to stroke my thick shaft, but had to force myself to stop. There would be plenty of holes eager to milk out my load later. Besides, there was a patient coming at 9:00. His real name was Ian Bolt. He was a porn actor. "Not yet a star," he said in our first session, laughing. He was barely in his mid-twenties, and his laugh made him seem almost innocent. When he first walked into my office, I had immediately noticed the outline of a jock strap through his gym shorts. He was also wearing a tank top which exposed his carefully trimmed chest. He was the ultimate boy-next-door, outwardly preppy and clean, but hiding a dark secret. Two weeks ago, in our last session, he had told me about his occasional habit with drugs. It was only a matter of time before he would tell me about how he had "forgotten" to use a condom. The thought only made my dick stiffer. I hoped it would go down by the time Ian arrived. It would be awkward to have a boner as Ian told me about his latest sexual exploits. "I may be a bit late. But I'll be there," I texted JP back. I didn't bother showering. I would just get sweaty again in a few hours. Instead I pulled on a jock strap, thinking it would do the best at restraining my monster. I stepped into a pair of dark grey chinos, and put on a white shirt. It was good enough for a Saturday morning therapy session. I downed a bowl of cereal, then packed a small bag of supplies for the parTy. I had no idea how the weekend would play out, so I added a few grams of tina to my party kit, and made sure there were some clean points, among the other supplies already packed away. The office was usually only fifteen minutes away. In the light weekend morning traffic, I made it in twelve. I unlocked, and turned on the lights. In the ten minutes before the appointment, I reviewed my notes from our last session. Ian had been planning to go to a porn shoot; it would have been the last weekend. I hadn't written down where it was, but I remembered it being somewhere like Palm Springs. How he had fared in that endeavor would likely be the first topic of our therapy session. Right on time, Ian showed up. He walked into the office, and took a seat on the couch opposite me. He was wearing a white tank-top with dark blue pair of running shorts. With his legs spread wide, there was the barest hint of his dick pressing against the fabric. There was a nervous energy emanating from him; even as I studied him sitting still there on the couch, he seemed to be almost vibrating energy. "Hey Doc," he said. It was his standard introduction. "Good morning, Ian," I said. "How are you doing today?" That was my standard introduction with all my patients. "Not bad. Not bad at all." His hand brushed against his groin, and stayed there a second too long. When it returned to his side, his penis was clearly stretching out the thin fabric. I wondered if my own shaft was as prominent from where I was sitting. "That's good," I said. "Week go well?" Ian nodded in agreement. His torso flexed, and I saw his nipples outlined in his tank top. "Yeah," Ian said. "It went really well." "And you had a job over the weekend?" "Yeah," he smiled, thinking back. "Went well. Paid well too." He paused for a moment. He looked down. "But." "Yeah?" I asked. "At the end. The producer. He pulled me aside." There was another silence from Ian. I waited. Patients hated silence; Ian would fill it up soon enough. "He asked if I wanted to make serious money. Like thousands of dollars." "How much do you normally get paid?" "Five hundred a scene. But he offered me ten times that." "What's the catch," I asked. There was always a catch. I focused on my breathing for a second, preparing myself for having to call the police after this session. It had happened before, and it would ruin the weekend. "Bareback," he said. I was a bit surprised; I hadn't realized that there were any videos still being made with rubbers. I had stopped using them over a decade ago, and I couldn't remember the last time a guy asked me for one. "I mean. I've always been about safer sex in my movies." Although we had talked about his sex life, I had always assumed that he went raw. "Always safer sex?" I asked. It was so unimaginable to me that Ian had never had the pleasure of ejaculating unencumbered by a rubber. Or had felt the warmth of another man breeding him. "Well. Especially on screen. Where people can see it." "But?" I asked. "Always? All the time?" He had done crystal several times before. No one partied and used rubbers. It just wasn't done. "Well. Not always. Sometimes. Sometimes it's hard to remember. You know. When you're in the zone." "So, you have barebacked before." I wasn't going to let him off easy. "Yeah," he finally admitted. He looked down; I followed his torso down. His cock had grown even harder. I could see the shaft pressed against his shorts. "But only clean guys," he said. "You know." I nodded. He looked away; he realized just what he had said. I was going to save it, use it later when it would do the most good. "Did you like it," I asked. He smiled, knowing he had been spared an awkward combination. "Yeah," he said. He reached for his crotch again, this time intentionally trying to adjust his dick. He didn't succeed; I could see the tip of his erection snaking down the leg of his gym shorts. "Yeah, I did." He adjusted himself again. "A lot, actually." "I can tell." I was going to call out his erection. It was getting increasingly hard to ignore. I shifted slightly; I had the advantage of a jock strap and pants to keep my monster in check. "The idea. It turns you on?" "Yeah," he said. He shifted, but it did no good. "But, you know, you gotta be careful." I nodded again. Another one of those tells. His dickhead was sticking out of his shorts, the tip glistening with pre-cum. The boy was curiously detached from it, like he wasn't even aware how much was on display. "Yeah. You've said 'careful' and 'clean' about barebacking" I said. "What does 'clean' mean to you?" "You know?" he said, looking me in the eye, but not realizing how little that answer meant. I shook my head in response. I wanted him to articulate his fears. Only by putting them out there, for us to discuss dispassionately, would he understand if they were real, or just barriers he had put up for himself. "I'm not sure if I understand," I finally said. "You know. No drugs. Healthy," he said. He looked to me for a response, but I was quiet. It was his job to talk. It was mine to listen, understand, and diagnose. "Like, well, no diseases," he stammered. "or anything like that." I smiled. He relaxed. "I think I understand." I paused for a moment. My dick was throbbing. I was desperate for relief; if Ian didn't provide it, at least there would be some unfortunate bottom at the party later. Ian licked his lips, then licked them again. I realized where his curious energy had been coming from. He was tweaking. I smiled again; Ian smiled as well, unaware of the power I now held over him. "But, you've used drugs before, haven't you?" "Yeah," Ian said. He looked down, yet still managed not to notice his dickhead sticking out of his shorts. He was pretty far gone already. "Yeah, I have." "When was the last time you used drugs?" I asked. I wondered if he was going to tell me the truth. "Um," he said, and then paused. He looked down, and suddenly noticed how hard his cock had gotten. "Oh fuck," he grunted, as he quickly crossed his legs to shield me from the view. "I'm sorry. I didn't notice." "Oh, it's been fine," I said. I shifted in my chair, just enough to reveal my own hard-on. The boy's eyes immediately darted down, staring at my crotch, before I shifted again, hiding it. Just the few quick seconds was enough to activate Ian. "But you haven't answered my question. When did you last smoke some tina?" I stared him in the eyes, daring him to look down. "Um," he said. He broke contact with me, and looked down. He wasn't daring a look at my crotch; he was staring at his feet. "Well," he stammered again. "Go ahead," I said. "Well. I smoked a little in the parking lot before I came in here. Not much. Just a little." If he had to tell me that he hadn't smoked much three times, I was pretty sure he had smoked a lot. I remained silent. I wanted to see how he thought I would react. "I don't know why. I just needed a bit of a release." "No," I said, smiling, and leaning forward slightly. "I understand. And it helps me to know where you are. Did you use in Palm Springs?" I reached beside my chair and unzipped my backpack. He looked down, unable to meet my eyes. "Yeah," he finally said, mumbling. "What did you say?" I asked. Again, he was going to own his actions and beliefs. "Yeah, I partied in Palm Springs. I was the bottom for five guys. It made it easier." I thought it would have been a lot easier if he hadn't used rubbers, but didn't say anything yet. "And you smoked this morning?" I asked. "Why?" "I don't know," Ian answered. I remained silent. It was barely five seconds before he spoke again. "Maybe. Maybe to make it easier to talk about some things." "What kind of things?" I asked. I reached into my backpack and pulled out the case that held my torch and pipe. I had carefully filled it earlier, so there would be plenty for both of us. "Really, the bareback thing." He looked back up at me. He stared at first, then his eyes darted back and forth between my two hands. I was holding the pipe in one hand, the torch in the other. His eyes were growing wide with disbelief. "I think maybe I should join you, in the clouds, as it were." I said. "Yeah," he said, laughing. The laugh reminded me how young he was; maybe barely mid-twenties, he hadn't yet seen enough pain or trouble in the world to change his laugh. "Yeah. You should." "Come here," I said, pointing to a space on the ground just a few feet from me. "I want to share this with you." "What?" he asked, but it was too late. I had stuck the pipe in my mouth, and was already heating up the bowl. I had done the slightest hit that morning, when I had loaded up the pipe. It was just enough to remind me how good getting spun was. It was also just enough to remind me how pure the crystal was. I had expected it would have been several more hours before I could get spun. I hadn't expected this turn of events, but I was going to run with it. I inhaled a nice hit from the pipe and the thick clouds filled my lungs. I pointed to the ground in front of me. I exhaled a big cloud. It took a second to drift away enough that I could even see Ian. "I'd hate to waste the next hit as well," I said. "Come here, Ian." I put a bit more emphasis in his name, hoping he heard the subtle change from suggestion to command. He stood up and paused for a moment. I kept my eyes glued on him, watching the struggle. "We can both do well to lose some inhibitions, don't you think," I asked him. "Yeah," he said, and took another few steps towards me. "It's easy to talk to you today." "It has been," I said. "You think that's the crystal you did? Or something else?" "I don't know," Ian replied. He was standing in front of me, right where I wanted him. "But," he started, before stopping. He was scared of the options in front of him. If he knelt down, he would get spun, and he didn't quite know just how far he would go. "You don't have to. We can just say we've reached the limit of how I can help you," I said. That set up the alternative in high contrast. It wasn't that he would go too far. It was that he wouldn't go anywhere. For a young man, still hungry for the world, the decision was easy. He knelt down right in front of where I was sitting. His face was at the same level as my face. It would be easy to push him down to my crotch. "I'm nervous. But I think this is the right thing." "I think so too," I said, as I held the torch under the glass pipe. "Any time you want, just say the word, and we can stop." "What's the word," he asked. It was clearly not the first time he had been told a safe word. "Taxi," I said. I stuck the pipe in my mouth, and inhaled. The crystal had been warm, so it melted quickly. Even the tiny bit escaping from the top of the bowl was a thick cloud. I inhaled deeply, enjoying the strange and familiar feelings of the cloud filling my lungs. "Taxi," Ian repeated. "I hope I don't need one." I let the torch go out, but I still took a few more puffs from the cooling pipe before also putting it down. "May I?" he asked. I nodded, and he leaned in. Our lips met; his lips were soft and warm. I immediately wondered what they would feel like if they were wrapped around my dick. I exhaled into him, forcing the thick plume to fill his lungs. He inhaled right on cue, and none of the potent plume escaped. As his lungs filled up with the tina, he relaxed a bit. His body was no longer tense, and then, in a moment of hedonistic adventure, he let his tongue brush against my lips. I immediately responded by running the tip of my tongue against his. He didn't pull away, instead, he brushed his tongue against mine, drawing me into his mouth. Right then, his lungs filled up, and he had to pull away. I exhaled the rest of the cloud, a thick masterpiece that was already making it difficult for me to think clearly. "You ok," I asked. He nodded, then exhaled his hit. It was a dense white cloud that slowly drifted down to the floor. "Yeah," he said. "That was intense. Good. But intense." "You want more?" I asked, motioning towards the still-smoking pipe I held in one hand. "I'm going to do another hit." "You think I should?" he asked. "You get spun during the week? Or was the last time in Palm Springs." "I was so high there. I didn't come down until I got back. So nothing. Until now." "And you were high during filming last weekend?" I wasn't sure if I bought his comment that he had never barebacked on camera. Not that there were any cameras in my office. Or, maybe better, no cameras today. I put the torch under the bowl, and waited for the familiar pings of crystal melting. "Yeah," he said. "I was pretty much bottom the entire weekend. So, it didn't matter than much." The bowl was now smoking, so I took the stem in my mouth. I inhaled deeply, feeling that perfect first draw fill my lungs. "Fuck, that looks good," he said. I nodded in agreement, and then I closed my eyes, to enjoy better the rush of pleasure sweeping my body. Several deep puffs later, my lungs were filled. "Come," I said, motioning for him to take my hit again. His lips were just as soft as before, but maybe a bit warmer and a bit more welcoming. Almost as soon as I began to exhale, he pressed his tongue into my mouth. I pushed back; the provocation was more than enough consent for me. I was free to enjoy him until he uttered the safe word. There was just one last disclosure I had to deal with. But it wasn't quite yet the time to do it. As I forced the clouds of crystal into his lungs, we continued to kiss. We hadn't yet given each other permission to touch bodies, so it was a surprisingly chaste kiss given the circumstances of exchanging a mind-altering drug. But it was an intimacy we had never shared before. I wondered how many hits he had done in the parking lot, to get him spun up and worked up about barebacking. There was still plenty of time to explore exactly what had driven him to this point. But for now, it was enough for us to tongue-duel, swap spit, and exchange clouds. "Fuck," Ian finally said, as I broke off our extended shotgun-kiss pleasure. We both exhaled the thick cloud in each other's faces, blocking our view for a second. We both leaned in and kissed each other again. I reached out, wrapped my arm around the young man, and pulled him against my body. He had already been hitting he pipe hard. His body was hot against me, to the point that I could feel his warmth even through the two layers of fabric. With my free hand, I reached down and stroked his cock. He was still rock-hard, his dick straining against the thin fabric of his gym shorts. "It's a pretty impressive piece of tackle you're bringing. What's the event?" "Damn, that feels good," he moaned as I stroked his cock some more. "Yeah?" I asked. I continued to stroke his dick. His cock wasn't massive; probably about 7.5" long, with a decent heft to it. His erection was the painful hardness of youth; even before I started stroking it felt more like a steel rod than a cock. My attention only turned it to diamond. "What got you so aroused?" I continued. "Fuck," Ian moaned. I stopped stroking his cock. I wanted an answer to my question which meant that I had to remove some of the distractions. "Fuck. Just everything. Thinking about last weekend. Thinking about sex. Thinking about getting spun. Thinking about barebacking." "Well. You like barebacking, right?" Ian nodded. His body shook, just enough for his dick to rub against my hand. "What do you like about it?" "I've only done it a few times. But the connection. Feeling a man inside me, so close to me. Or once, being inside him. Knowing he accepted every part of me." "Do you talk about it with your partners?" I asked. "No," he said. "It's always just happened." He looked away from me. "I mean. We're usually partying. And one thing leads to another." "Of course," I said. "And then his cock ends up inside me. And he's breeding me." He started to blush. "Damn. I can't believe I'm talking about this. About partying and barebacking. I mean, with you." "Why is that?" I asked. "Well," Ian said. He looked down and his face turned even redder. "I mean. You're hot. That beard. With the bit of grey. Hairy chest?" he asked, finally looking back at me. I nodded, and unbuttoned my shirt. I hadn't bothered with an undershirt today, and the thick pelt over my chest readily emerged as I opened up my shirt. I spent enough time at the gym for it show, and Ian clearly appreciated it. "Damn," Ian said. "That's..." His eyes darted up and down, left and right, not sure quite where to focus. I was really feeling the tina; inhibitions were being lifted from me. No longer was I a therapist, nor was Ian my patient any more. Instead, I was a man, confident, horny, and demanding. I threw caution to the wind, and unbuckled my belt. Ian watched, mouth open. I undid my fly. I had on the jockstrap, but my erection was already straining against my erection. "Fuuuuck," he finally said. "Yeah?" I asked. "You like to bareback with clean guys, don't you?" He nodded. "'Healthy,' I think you said." He also licked his lips. If the tina was hitting me, it was walloping him. He was practically vibrating now, he was so spun up. Plus, he was hungry. He needed sex. "Yeah," he said, his eyes still darting from my eyes to my beard to my chest to my dick, and then back again. "What about me?" I asked. "Do I pass your bar." "Damn." He reached out and put his hand on my chest. He ran his fingers through my chest hair, over my stomach, and grazed over my dick. "Fuuuuck," he said, as he realized just how thick my shaft was. "You're fucking hot," he said, his hand noticeably resting on my dick. "Have you ever played around with a poz guy before?" I asked. He looked at me a bit uncertainly. "I mean, you know. Someone you knew was infected." "No," he said. It was such a simple word, and it cut off so many possibilities. But yet, what he said, and what he did were two very different things. His subconscious left little doubt at his feelings: his already spun-out pupils grew even wider, and his hand, formerly just resting on my dick, now started to rub it. "I mean, at least not that I know of." "Do you want to?" "I dunno. I mean. Isn't it...um, well, dangerous?" "It really depends. It depends on who you are playing with. If they are undetectable, then, it's safe. But some guys have a high viral load. They can be pretty dangerous. It also depends on what you're doing. Anal is the least safe. And of course, making out is absolutely safe." "What about sucking dick?" he asked. "With an undetectable guy," I said. "It's totally safe." This step, the normalization of risk and deviance, was an important one. I wanted to lower Ian's defenses and re-set his personal risk levels. "Go all the way. It's safe." He smiled. "Even if I swallow his load?" "Even swallowing cum. It's safe." I paused. Ian licked his lips again, but didn't say anything for a moment. Finally, he broke down and spoke. "Can I have another hit from the pipe?" he asked. I smiled. He needed a bit more encouragement, and I was eager to provide it. Besides, I wanted another hit from the pipe. "Of course," I said. "But, we're going to share it." I grabbed the pipe and torch from the table. I lit the torch and started to heat the bowl. It was still pretty full. I hated trying to re-fill a pipe when I was high. "Good. I want to share this with you." There was a hint of submission in Ian's voice; radically different from the cocky young man I normally encountered. Ian had his hands still wrapped around my dick, so he felt it twitch and stiffen at the thought. "Damn," Ian muttered, squeezing my dick. "Take off your shorts for me," I said. Ian hesitated. "I want to see you naked," I said, emphasizing that this was not a polite request but a firm order. He stood up, slowly, and pushed down his gym shorts, just to the point where his dick would break free. He looked at me, knowing exactly what he wanted to do, but needing one more nudge to convince him. "Go on," I said. "You're a really hot boy." He blushed, and pushed his gym shorts down. His cock sprung free, a bit of pre-cum already at the tip. I stuck the pipe in my mouth, and as Ian stepped out of his shorts, I sucked down the thick white clouds. He bent over for a second, just long enough for him to flash me a glimpse of his ass. I could tell he had shaven it for the porn shoot; it was smooth and perfect. I wanted to stick everything up there: my fingers, my tongue, my dick, maybe my fist. But all that would come later. Today, it was about breaking down the primary defenses. After that, it would all be easy. I motioned for him to join me in the hit. He quickly pulled off his tank-top, and fell back down to his knees. His chest was mostly smooth, but I could see where the hair had been shaven off, hiding his Mediterranean heritage. The last outposts of his masculine fur were his thick pubes, his hairy legs, and the stubble on his face. I sucked down the last bit from the pipe, then set it aside. Ian was clearly no stranger to shotgunning, because our lips met precisely. I exhaled, he inhaled, and together, we spun each other up. I can't remember when we stopped exchanging the clouds, and started just making out. But it was after we had started grabbing on each other's dicks. Several minutes later, Ian finally broke off the kiss. "Dr. Weston," he said. "I think you can call me Ben from now on," I interrupted. "We're holding each other's dicks in our hands." "Ben," he started. "Are you, um," he started, and then mumbled a bit. I leaned in to try to hear him better. "I mean. Are you poz?" "Yeah," I said. "I'm poz."

I learned from sucking my step DAd as well. I was 10. It sort of happened naturally. I know now it was all his plan. I wasn’t good at all. I couldn’t get more than the head in at first but I knew once I tasted his salty precum I was hooked. For about a year I would just jack him and suck on the head until he came. By the time I was 13 I was taking the whole thing like a champ. I think it came naturally to me. I craved cum and loved the feeling of his cock in my throat. To this day I get complements on my excellent cock sucking skills.

Part 84 - Open Up Joe and the guys headed up to Boystown that evening drinking, dancing and groping their way through a few bars and clubs. They lost Patrick, Micah and Evan after the first bar. Raphi and Ken had decided to see who could suck the most cocks that night and were able to both score loads at every place they stopped at. Ken broke the tie in an alley with a college jock who kept calling him “faggot” the entire time. With a belly full of jock seed, Ken stood up and said “I’m not sure who the bigger fag is, me for sucking you off or you for liking guys give you head” before he walked away. They headed back to the hotel, following a long parade of other guys and finally stumbled into their rooms after 3:30am. Joe looked at his phone and saw a message from Patrick - “meet 4 brkfst in lobby at 10.” Joe, Kyle, Chad and Jaime all squeezed into the king sized bed and were asleep in minutes. Raphi and Ken went for another round in their room, each dumping what cum they could into the other before passing out. The alarm went off in Joe and Kyle’s room and the two groggily went into the shower. After dressing, they left Jaime and Chad snoring in the bed and went down to the lobby. Slowly the group formed up, some looking more rested than others. They headed out for breakfast and part way through, the conversation turned to Skyler and Trevor. “You guys act like some old straight couple” Joe said. “What? Because we don’t fuck around with any cock we find? We have all the sex we need and never have to worry about what STD the other picked up” Trevor replied. “You’re really young to be trapped in a monogamous relationship. Trust me, I know. All it took was one crazy project at work and my ex was out looking for dick and ass since I wasn’t there to fuck him every day” Patrick said. “You need to trust your partner to not get emotionally attached to his hookups. It’s just sex with the other people. Hell, sometimes you find out some new stuff to do from the good ones” Joe said. Kyle nodded before saying “I think it’s hot when I see Joe with another guy. And if we’re both in the mood to top, then either we flip or find a bottom.” “You really don’t think he’s gonna find someone that fucks better than you?” Trevor asked. “He probably has. But our relationship is more than sex. We’ve gone through a lot and supported each other when things got bad and enjoyed the good times. Sex is only part of our relationship” Joe replied and Kyle added “A big part, but only part.” The discussion went on for a while until everyone was finished with their food and drinks and it was time to head back to the hotel. “There’s a party a friend of mine is holding at his house up on the north side of the city tomorrow afternoon. Everyone is welcome to go, but it is a sex party and no voyeurs are allowed” Patrick said. “Sounds like fun but we have to head back first thing tomorrow morning. I have a cli…. project I have to work on” Joe said, almost telling everyone about his side-job. “That’s too bad. I think you would fit right in with that crowd and I know there was at least one person that was interested in meeting you” Patrick replied, winking at Joe. As the guys walked to the elevators, Trevor and Skyler were talking between themselves intensely. When the elevator arrived, Trevor tapped Joe on the shoulder and said “Can you come to our room. We’d like to talk to you guys a bit.” Joe and Kyle followed Trevor and Skyler to their room. Once inside Trevor now seemed nervous. The confident, almost cocky attitude was gone and he was almost trembling. “Yyyyou guys really don’t have a problem letting your boyfriend fuck with other guys?” he asked. “Hell no. Its hot knowing other guys want to fuck with him. It’s not like he’s going out on a date with the guy, it’s just sex. Suck, fuck, do whatever to get their rocks off and then go home” Joe said. “How long have you been together?” Trever asked, a little more at ease. “Just over three years” Kyle replied. “And you’ve been fucking other people the whole time?” Skyler asked, finally breaking his silence. Joe and Kyle laughed. “Well… Kinda. At first we were just fuck buddies. Then we started hanging out and it became ‘friends with benefits’. We were fucking each other a lot more and less with other guys until we decided that we were dating, hehe. We tried doing the monogamous thing until that first three way…” Kyle said. Joe laughed and added “Yeah, that lasted a few weeks and that guy was awesome. Then there was that stupid project you had where you were living in the lab for a couple weeks and I had to sneak into the bathroom on campus to even get a blow job from you.” “Yeah, then you were gone on those wrestling competitions grabbing at sweaty guys all the time while I got nothing” Kyle responded. “I was a good boy. I wrestled and never fucked. ‘Course I was still in the closet then as far as the team was concerned. That’s when we decided that we were too horny to try and satisfy each other with our crazy schedules. I told Kyle he should go hookup with someone if he needed to fuck. We found out that even when we fucked other guys, we still wanted to be together and to fuck each other. That’s when we moved in together. The rest is history” Joe said. “But I just don’t think I’d like it if I knew he was getting fucked by someone else. And what happens if he falls for the other guy?” Trevor said with a concerned tone in his voice. “Is he your slave? That’s the only way you can really keep him to yourself. Otherwise, don’t you think he’s going to look at or want other guys? Do you satisfy EVERY one of his desires?” Kyle asked. Skyler rolled his eyes but stayed silent. “How about you? Does he do everything you want? Unless you guys are the perfect gay couple where one is a total top AND the other a total bottom AND your sex drive is identical AND your kinks perfectly match AND neither wants to try something new you’ll be ok, but that seems unlikely” Joe added. “Well...” Trevor started to say before Skyler cut him off. “He wants me to fuck him sometimes and I’m just not into that” Skyler blurted out. “You ready to never feel another dick in your ass, Trevor?” Joe asked. “Uhhh, I’ve been using a dildo when he’s not around” was Trevor’s solemn response. “Some people think that’s cheating too. At least you could have Skyler use the dildo on you…” Kyle said with a smirk on his face. “How about this? I fuck Skyler right now while you watch and Joe fucks you. You get some dick while you watch someone who just wants to fuck, nail your boyfriend” Kyle asked. A big smile came over Skyler’s face. Trevor stood there as he tried to find an argument against what Kyle had said. If he had been sober instead of having an alcohol and THC clouded mind, he could have come up with a dozen good ones but right now his dick and ass were more in control. “Uh… I guess that would be ok. But if you try to steal my boyfriend, I’m gonna fuck you up good” Trevor said. “It’s just gonna be a quick fuck, we gotta get back to our friends that are crashed in our room” Kyle said. Before he knew it, Skyler was naked and bending over at the head of the bed. He grabbed a couple pillows and stuffed them under his chest and turned his head saying “Lube is in the drawer next to the bed.” Joe led Trevor to the opposite corner of the bed and reached around, unbuckling his belt and then unbuttoning his jeans. Trevor unzipped and then pushed his jeans down to his knees. Joe kneeled behind Trevor and pulled his ass apart. Knowing that Trevor had no idea he would be bottoming, Joe hoped that his ass was reasonably clean. The first few licks contained nothing other than sweat so Joe dug his tongue in deeper. Kyle unbuttoned his pants and grabbed the lube. He pushed his jeans down past his knees and then knelt behind Skyler. Sticking his tongue in he tasted the familiar taste of fresh cum. Skyler and Trevor had gone to the bathroom together during breakfast and apparently it wasn’t just to piss. He licked and tongue fucked knowing that he really wasn’t going to need much lube. He stood up and rubbed his cock around Skyler’s hole. “Hey, you gonna use a condom?” Trevor yelled out while Joe was sliding a finger into his anxious hole. “Uh, I never use em but if you want…” Kyle said disappointed. “I don’t have any. We always fuck raw. You got any?” Trevor said. “Nope, as I said, we never use them either. Oh well…” Kyle said, setting the lube on the table and pulling up his jeans. “No, no, it’s good. just pull out to cum, OK?” begged Skyler. “Oh fuck… Uh… yeah, don’t cum inside him… I mean us” Trevor said, flustered. Joe pushed his spit covered finger into Trevor’s hole. “I’ll try, but you know what it’s like” Kyle said, pushing his jeans back down. His cock was even harder than before as he traced around Skyler’s pucker with his PA. Skyler felt the steel on his hole and gasped before rocking his ass back. Kyle could tell that Skyler was eager to finally feel a different cock inside of him after over a year of only being used by Trevor. Aided by the cum, spit and lube, Kyle easily entered Skyler’s hole. He paused with the piercing and the head just past Skyler’s ring waiting for a response from Trevor seeing his boyfriend being penetrated raw by a relative stranger. The whimper that came from Trevor surprised Joe and Kyle. Was it really that traumatic to see someone else use Skyler or was it the fact that he finally had some flesh inside of his ass instead of silicone? Joe pulled his finger out and Trevor stopped. Joe stood up and bent Trevor over, making sure that he kept eye contact with his boyfriend. Skyler was definitely looking back at him as Joe rubbed his cock along Trevor’s ass crack. Trevor moaned and reached back to pull his ass apart. Joe chuckled as he realized how desperate Trevor was to feel a real cock inside him again. Kyle started to rock his hips, pushing deeper and deeper inside Skyler’s warm, slick chute. Skyler was moaning and would turn his head to look back at Kyle, a wide grin on his face. It didn’t take long and his body was bouncing off Skyler’s bubble butt and then ramming back in. Skyler kept encouraging him to fuck harder and Kyle didn’t want to disappoint. He had no idea how Trevor fucked him, but he was going to give Skyler as rough a fuck as he could take. Kyle reached over Skyler’s back and grabbed his shoulders with both hands, pulling himself harder and deeper into the blond’s hole. Joe whispered into Trevor’s ear “You like watching my boyfriend fuck yours?” “Yeah, pound my boy” Trevor grunted as Joe tried to plow his cock into Trevor’s tight chute. He could feel Trevor try and clench his hole, but he didn’t say anything. He grabbed Trevor’s hips and forced his way just inside before pulling back out, adding a little spit to his already flowing precum. With a puddle of charged precum and spit sitting in Trevor’s pucker, he pushed in again and this time found his hole more accommodating. Trevor groaned as Joe opened up his hole with a few firm thrusts. Joe wanted to make sure that Trevor kept watching Skyler get fucked and get used to the idea so he didn’t fuck Trevor as hard as he normally would. Kyle drilled Skyler’s hole and a ring of froth was forming around the base of his cock from Trevor’s load. The longer he fucked the more he wanted to add another load into Skyler. He was wondering if he could silently breed him, but he was usually pretty vocal when he shot and wasn’t sure that he could keep quiet. Kyle slowed his pace down but Skyler quickly started to slam back onto Kyle’s cock. Kyle rammed back in, grinding his hips against Skyler’s butt. His balls began to boil and Kyle knew he was getting really close. He was now ramming Skyler hard and then slowly pulling back, grunting each time. Joe had settled on a mid-paced fuck. Soft enough to not distract Trevor from watching Skyler and Kyle but hard enough that Trevor felt properly fucked. He looked at Kyle and knew he was getting close and wondered if he would be able to pull out before shooting his spunk. He couldn’t remember the last time that Kyle hadn’t dumped his load inside the guy he was fucking. He started to fuck faster and knew with the grip that Trevor had on his cock, he was going to have the same issue. “Fuck this is so hot” Trevor said feeling Joe’s raw shaft drive in and out of his hole and watching his boyfriend get pounded at the same time. Trevor had been stroking his own cock in time with Joe’s thrusts. He could sense Joe getting close and knew that Kyle was probably there too, based on his motion and grunts. “Oh god, yeah… fuck that hole” he said, no one knowing who it was directed to. “Fuck… that feels so good, man” he yelled out as his breathing got ragged. Joe felt Trevor’s hole clench his cock as Trevor’s orgasm started to build. He shoved in hard and enjoyed a couple squeezes before pulling back and shoving back in again. “Fuck! I’m almost there” Kyle yelled out as he hammered Skyler’s hole. Several groans came from Trevor and Kyle could see Trevor’s eyes glued on him. Just before Kyle was going to pull out Trevor screamed out “Breed his ass!” The words triggered Kyle’s orgasm immediately and he buried his cock in deep and let the cum fly. “FUCK!” yelled Kyle as his body flexed and his cock pulsed, shooting a thick creamy load of poz seed into Skyler’s sloppy hole. Skyler let out a loud moan as he felt the cum shoot inside him. Hearing Trevor remove the ‘pull out to cum’ restriction got Joe drilling Trevor faster. He was close and knew it would only be a few more strokes before he would be shooting a toxic load into Trevor. It ended up being only one thrust before Trevor shot his cum all over the bed and the spasms from Trevor’s hole milked the cum out of Joe’s balls. “AAAAHHHH” screamed Joe as his cum pumped and coated every crevice inside Trevor’s chute. The four of them stood there, gasping for air as the spurts slowed and the bodies stopped shaking. Joe pulled out first and slapped Trevor’s ass. “That was a hot fuck” he said before walking into the bathroom and getting a towel. Kyle stood up and coated a finger with the cum mixture dripping out of Skyler’s hole. He leaned forward again and fed it to Skyler who eagerly sucked his finger clean. Trevor had collapsed on the bed and felt his hole throb. Joe threw a towel at Kyle who wiped up his cock and pulled up his jeans, wondering if either Skyler or Trevor had seen the tattoo. Joe had cleaned his cock off and was buttoning his jeans as he said “I hope both of you enjoyed that. I fuckin’ did. We should leave you guys alone to figure out what you guys want - monogamous or open. I think I know the answer, though.” Joe and Kyle let the door close behind them and walked down the hall to their room just in time to see Jaime shoot another load of cum into Chad.

5. Hector I looked at the clock. It was 7:45. The sun was already shining bright. It had been ninety minutes since the faggot boy up on 54 had carefully crept out of the building. It was the advantage of the motion sensing system; even as lazy as I was, I still saw most of what happened in the early hours. But it was getting busier. If he came home much later, I wasn't going to get a chance to fuck him over. I shifted slightly in my seat. My dick was definitely in the mood to fuck him over, and it was making even sitting a bit uncomfortable. Just as soon as I adjusted myself, I looked at the screen. The faggot boy was coming back. I killed the key reader at the back. He was going to have to come in through the front. Come in through me. He went up to the door, swiped his card, and nothing happened. He swiped it again, before noticing the LED wasn't even lit. He stood up, and started to head to the front. Just to fuck with him, I turned the reader back on just as soon as he rounded the corner. If he went back, it would be mysteriously working again. But I didn't have to bother. He came straight in, right up to me. "Hey, you know the card reader in the back isn't working?" I tried not to laugh. His fake bravado was undercut by the cum dried on his face. "I've heard that. We've got someone coming to look at it soon. In the meantime, let's double check your card is working right." I stood up and motioned the boy to follow me into the storage room in the back. He knew exactly what I had planned for him and he followed me without another word. "Your card," I asked, as I carefully locked the door behind us. He handed it over to me. His swagger from thirty seconds ago was gone. Another minute, he'd be on his knees, sucking my cock. Another five minutes, and I'd be fucking his hole hard, deep, and raw. "You're out early today," I said. "What were you doing?" He looked down; he was properly embarrassed about what he had been doing even without saying a word. "Oh, I was hanging out with friends." He tried to be nonchalant about it. "At 8:00am?" I asked. I leaned up against one of the storage racks. It was filled with packages residents still hadn't yet picked up. "Was one of your friends named Tina?" "Yeah," he said, sheepishly. He still wasn't meeting my eyes. This was hardly the first time he had told me about partying. "From the cum smeared across your face, seems like you had a good time." "Yeah," he repeated, still looking down. This wasn't even the first time he had been back here with me. He was still fully dressed; it was presumptuous of a faggot like him to not have already stripped down for me. "Bet you need more," I said. "Strip, faggot." That I even had to ask was a mistake he was going to atone for soon enough. He pulled off his shirt. His shorts were riding low enough that I could see the waist band of his jockstrap and his pubes sticking out from under it. But his chest was just as smooth as ever. "Shorts too," I said. "Your ass is your best asset." "Yes, sir," he said. At least he hadn't forgotten how to address a real man. "Show me your hole," I said. He turned away from me, spread his legs and bent over. His ass cheeks were perfect: half melons, hard from muscle, framed by the straps of his jock. He reached back and pulled one cheek to the side. The simple act gave me a clear view of his hole, smooth and hairless, ready to welcome my uncut brown cock and my thick Latino cum. "You're gonna get fucked, faggot," I said. "Please, Sir," he said, grabbing his other cheek. His hole was completely exposed, and my dick was throbbing in my pants. All that was important was I needed to get my dick into his hole. I didn't even bother stripping down; I just unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. Through his legs, the cocksucker stared as my dick emerged, his eyes locked on my shaft. "Put it in me," he murmured. "All the way in your culo," I said. "You already seeded?" "No. Just sucked my bud off." His legs were starting to shake a bit; he was tweaking hard, and he needed something to focus on. I knew just the thing to help him. I walked over to where he was bent over and lined up my cock with his hole. I spit on it a few times; he deserved a bit of lube. "Fuck. Be slow." "Why," I started, and pressed my dick against his hole. "Should," I continued, as I rammed into him, brutally opening him up. "I." Two inches of my shaft disappeared into his hole. "Care." Another five inches entered his body. "Fuck," he gasped. "Not so..." he started. But I cut him off. "Shut the fuck up, faggot. No one cares what a cocksucker says." I paused for a second, mostly to enjoy the sensation of a hot, wet hole welcoming my dick. The shift had been utterly boring, and it was nice to have some fun right before I had to head back home. It was particularly nice to be able to pound this particular faggot's hole. He had been out of town for a few days, and I had missed the way his hole sucked in my dick and then milked it dry. This was the natural order of the world, a man like me enjoying some stupid faggot's body. I pushed the last inch of my dick into the young man's hole. He gasped but that only made my cock harder. "You still got any favors?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "I do. Pipe's empty, but I've got some more tina." "My pipe's just fine," I said. I pulled my dick out. It was clean, although already shiny with spit and ass juice. "Get me your stash, and bend over the desk." He pulled a zippered case out of his shorts. He opened it and pulled out a small baggie. It was full of water-clear crystals. It had been years since I had been able to enjoy; I got tested too often on this job to risk partying any longer. But it didn't mean I didn't enjoy getting a faggot fucked up and revel in the depravity that ensued. "Give it here," I said. He handed it over without protest. From the weight, I guessed it was nearly five grams; the faggot wasn't messing around today. "And fucking bend over," I repeated, when he hesitated and instead watched what I was doing with the tina. "Yes sir," he said meekly and bent over the desk, his head pressed against the smooth wood surface, his face carefully bent away from me. I opened the bag of crystal, and removed a single small shard. Still, it was going to be more than enough for what I had planned. I stuck my pinky under my foreskin, lifting it up just enough to stick the shard underneath. It would melt a bit, and give me a bit of a high. But most of it would land in the poor tweaker boy's ass, pushing him sky-high. It scratched a bit, and the familiar burn came soon after. I spit on my dick twice, then lined it up with my boy's asshole. "Fucking take it, puta," I grunted, as I pressed my dick back into his hole. There was just enough spit for it to enter easily. But, at about inch four, I felt my foreskin slide back. The motion released my dickhead's first mind-altering payload directly into the faggot's tender asshole. "Fuck," the boy said. "You fucking dosed me." "I'm sorry," I said. I slapped his ass just in case he needed to be reminded of who was in charge here. "I didn't hear what you said." "Fuck," he hissed under his breath. I pushed my dick a bit deeper, feeling the shard scrape against our shared skin. He gasped, but managed to force himself to speak. "Thank you, Sir." "Hell yeah," I said. I pushed my dick the rest of the way in, feeling my pre-cum begin to drip. It was helping to lube up the boy and to melt the crystal. "You're gonna get a big fucking load. Straight from my goddamn Latin dick." "Fuckin' A!" he yelped. I slapped his ass. I didn't want anything interrupting this, or at least not before I had gotten my nut off in him. "Better remember how to enjoy it," I said. "Cause I'm not stopping until I cum in that tweaked-out ass of yours." I slid out a few inches, then shoved my dick back into the boy. As I did so, the shard broke up. I hardly cared. If anything, the smaller fragments would get absorbed far faster and that meant I could properly rape-fuck the faggot. "And I'm not pulling out, either." "Please Sir," he gasped. I reached under him and grabbed his balls. Like his cock, they had shrunk a bit under the influence of the crystal. I squeezed them, just hard enough to remind him who was in charge. "Fuck, Sir. Please Sir. Give me your load." He struggled a little bit, but not enough to matter. It only served to force my shaft deeper into his body. "That's what I like to hear, tweaker boy," I said. I squeezed his balls a little harder. His ass clenched, as he struggled to deal with the pain. My dick twitched in reaction and dripped more pre-cum into him. From previous encounters, I knew he was a total slut. The dried cum on his face only re-enforced that perception. I hoped the next guy liked sloppy seconds, because by the time I had finished seeding his hole, he was going to be burping cum. "And stop fighting it. We both know you love getting fucked hard." He relaxed slightly, and I took the opportunity to slam my dick deep into his guts. He immediately clenched back up, but it only served to lock my dick right in place in his ass. "Just take it faggot," I said, grabbing his waist, and levering myself another half inch into his body. His body was completely my play thing now, and I wasn't going to take anything less than full domination. For both of us, me dominating him was the right thing to do. Faggots were always happier when they had a real man's cock in their mouth or ass and men were always happier when they didn't have to hold back. He wasn't the only arrogant faggot in the building. They acted so superior, until they saw my dick and then they were powerless to say no to anything I asked of them. I started dosing guys three years ago. A year later, I stopped bothering with condoms. It was bareback or nothing. If anything, they started coming more often. Another year, and I stopped listening to them tell me how it felt. All that was important was how it felt for me. I pulled my dick out and slammed it back in. His ass struggled to take me in, but that was part of the attraction. Something taken by force is delectable and satisfying than the plain banality of something freely given. His sudden grunts were all I needed to power through a hard-pounding, deep-dicking hole raping. He struggled for a bit, before my anal assault became too much. I was surprised that he had lasted as long as he did. The tina must have been really kicking in. "Fuck, Sir, Please Sir," he grunted. My dick twitched. There was nothing like a tweaked-out faggot begging for cock that made me drip pre-cum. The utter depravity of a man giving it up for another man, not just allowing me to do this to him, but begging me. "Fuck me, Sir," he repeated over and over again. It was his prayer to the only god he recognized or understood, a man's cock. I pushed my dick in, and held it there. "You want more?" I asked, letting a bit of pre-cum drip out. "Please Sir," he said. The certainty was no longer there. He remembered what had happened times before, when his god was a vengeful god. L pressed my weight against his hole, and my shaft sunk in deeper. He moaned, it was hard to tell if it was from pleasure or pain. It was harder for me to care which it was. His hole felt just fine squeezing and milking my shaft. "Um," he started. "Um, Maybe," he continued. It was hard for him to get the words out. "I'm not sure." It was now clear it wasn't pleasure any longer. It's hurting a bit." I moaned in pleasure. There was something about eliciting that reaction from him that felt like I had just unlocked a personal accomplishment. I pulled out from his hole. Not all the way, but enough to make him think it might be over. "Oh?" I asked. I gently stroked his hole with my shaft. "You know, we don't have to do this. Ever." I put the emphasis on the last word. I had always made it clear with my faggots that they were free to say no. But their "no" would be final. I'd never touch them again. I can't say it wasn't difficult; when some of the pitiful little faggots came back begging, it was often hard to say no, to busting them up and reminding them what pitiful beasts they were. "But, it's.... it’s so big," he grunted. I smiled and pushed it back into him. "You're hurting me," he grunted. His face was pressed up against the desk with his left cheek pressing against the dusty surface. His face was rigid in pain. My dick was rigid in pleasure. "Oh?" I asked. I started slowly but intently slam-fucking him. Each forceful thrust into his guts elicited a yelp, but despite it, he didn't tell me to stop. "I think I'm enjoying this fuck," I said, as I fell into a steady rhythm of sliding into him, dripping some pre-cum, then pulling out. "Fucking want to pound you," I said, slowly picking up the pace. "Please, Sir," he moaned. But this time, there was no longer the anger and fear in his voice. The crystal I had dosed him with had melted and it was now kicking in. It was the perfect timing; I needed to get off, but I wasn't interested in holding him down. "Breed me Sir, the faggot moaned. With those words, he had given himself completely over to me. "Fucking breed you," I replied. "Breed that faggot hole hard," I grunted as I slammed the entire length of my dick into his hole. He gasped, his eyes widened, but yet, he still managed to clamp that hole tight around my dick. "Breed that faggot hole deep," I grunted as I pulled out and pushed back in, breaking down the last of his resistance to my manhood. "Please Sir, breed me. Give me your seed, Sir." The crystal had worked its magic, and he was now in full-fledged cum slut mode. He would do anything, pay almost any price to get the next load. I checked my watch. Unfortunately, I had only a few more minutes before the next shift would be arriving. I wouldn't be able to put the slut through his full paces, but, there was no way I was going to pass up the chance to nut in him at least once. "Please, Sir," he repeated. His voice was unnaturally even and expressionless. It was the same for his eyes. They were still open, but they were focused on some distant, unknowable point. The crystal had taken him away, and he was lost somewhere in his own world. I slapped his ass hard, and slammed my dick back into him. I didn't want him escaping the utter reality of my fuck. "Fuck!" he grunted, as he jerked back to the inescapable present. "Oh God," he continued. "Fucking big dick," he said. At the last minute, he remembered what he needed to be saying. "Thank you, Sir." I laughed. It was just pure, animal joy. I had gotten my dick up some guy's hole, and he was begging me to cum inside him. I would head some satiated and happy, the faggot would walk home exhausted, sore, and filled with sperm. I hadn't meant the laugh to come across cruel; it was just a laugh. Besides, my need to fuck hard was just as valid as the fag's need to be raped. There was no cruelty in maintaining the proper order of nature. "Just," he started. I slammed my dick into him, and he gasped. "No," I said. "I'm gonna get off the way I want to." Unlike some sluts, he took my cock mostly uncomplaining. I hated a faggot who constantly complained and was not above using some duct tape to keep him quiet. My dick throbbed. As much as I wanted to prolong the pleasure, I was already working on borrowed time. I needed to be at the front desk when the next shift arrived. "Hell yeah," I grunted, and slammed my dick in and out a few times. I finally settled with my cockhead nestled deep in the fag's hole. I held it there for a second, feeling how hot his hole was. I had never used a condom on him. I always fuck a faggot bareback and yet, they never seemed to get knocked up. The entire length of my dick tingled. I pulled out half an inch and then shoved it back in. It was the last bit of stimulation I needed and the monster between my legs took over. My balls clenched up tight and my staff thickened. I heard the fag gasp. "Fucking going to breed you," I said and slammed my dick all the way into his hole. He gasped again. I responded by shooting the first spurt of cum deep in his hole. "Fucking." I shot another spurt of man-juice into his hole. "Breeding." One more jet was injected deep in his hole. "You." I stopped any pretense of speaking, and just unloaded in his ass. Two more spurts landed inside of the cocksucker, then a third and fourth. My orgasm seemed to go on forever, through several more jets of cum. It was the way a real man came. It was intense, demanding, and uncompromising. "Fuck," the fag grunted, his entire body shivering from intensity of my orgasm. "Fuck, please," he moaned. I couldn't tell if he was begging for more, or for less. I went with more, and pushed all the way back into him, and unleashed several more jets. "Fill me up," he grunted. "Fucking fill me with your seed." He had that distant look again. The crystal had convinced him that he wasn't being fucked; it was just his body going through a rough bit. I checked my watch. I had only a few more minutes, and I couldn't get caught for this. It wasn't enough time to fuck him properly, but there was more than enough time to properly fuck him up. "You want it all, faggot?" I ask. "Yeah," he says, his voice once more distant. "Please, Sir. I want it all." I was even getting his permission to fuck him over. I grabbed the little bag of crystal, and extracted another thick shard from it. The cocksucker was already tweaked. This was going to put him into fucking orbit. I almost wished my shift was not coming to an end because it was going to be hot to watch the parade of men arrive to fuck him, then leave not twenty minutes later. "You're going to get it, faggot," I said. I started to pull my dick out of his hole. I was careful not to let any of the cum that I had just injected into him drip out of his hole. It was important that the cocksucker make my fluids part of his body. "Get damn everything," I said, as another few inches of my dick emerged from his hole. It was wet and glossy from the cum, and still impressively thick and hard. "Please, don't pull out," he said. But it was too late. With a wet popping sound, my dickhead slipped from his hole. I silently counted how long it took for his hole to close back up. One second went by, and I could still see the pool of cum in his anus. Then two and three seconds, and his hole tightened up enough to hide the cum. Only after five long and slutty seconds did his ass finally close up. My dick was the one with the power and it had done this to the faggot. My dick twitched in pleasure. "Just wait," I said. I pinched the shard between my thumb and forefinger. I had barely brushed my fingers against his but that it opened up and let me push in. I pushed in past two knuckles before pausing, but eventually, both fingers and their potent cargo were palm-deep in his hole. "There," I said. I released the shard, and carefully pushed the crystal a bit deeper in his hole. "Ooooof," he muttered. "What's that?" I pulled back and quickly found his prostate. I rubbed it twice, which was all he needed to start moaning in pleasure. It would be a minute or two before the warmth really kicked in and he realized that I had dosed him. "Fuck," I said. I slapped his ass; when he looked back, he saw me glancing at my watch. "Gotta get back to work, faggot. Get dressed." He paused, longer than any cocksucker should ever think about an order. I slapped his ass. "Get dressed," I repeated. I stuffed my cock into my underwear and got dressed again. The cocksucker pulled up his shorts, barely even trying to hide his freshly-fucked hole. The cocksucker grabbed the bag of crystal off the desk; I doubt he noticed that there were two fewer shards in it. He looked at me like he was expecting something. "You know what to do," I said. "Yes, Sir," he said. I walked out of the storage area, and back to my desk. Luckily, I was still alone. Which meant that the next shift was now officially late. One minute later, the faggot stepped out of the storage room, closed the door behind him, and went straight to the elevator. I would always watch him, but he had never returned my gaze. Today was no different; he stared down, like he was embarrassed by what he had just done. I looked at my watch again. I laughed. I had gotten my rocks off and I was getting overtime. Not a bad start to my Saturday.

10. JP "He's a hottie," Jon said, as we walked towards the kitchen. We knew each other well enough that I barely had to reply. "Yeah," I grunted. My cock bounced in time with our strides. It was enough to elicit that a slight hardening of my shaft. "Glad you found him. Glad he came over for the weekend." "Glad we are pozzing him up?" Jon asked. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him checking out my dick. In just a few steps and almost fewer words, it had grown from something soft to full mast, a long, hard erect symbol of my masculinity and power. "Hell yeah," I said. We had reached the kitchen. "Keep the favors for tomorrow?" I asked. "Yeah, I think so." Jon grabbed a vape pen. It was filled with a cannabis cartridge. It would be enough for tonight. He did a long hit, then handed the pen to me. Not until I finished my drag did he exhale a thick cloud. "Damn. This is good. My man. Some pot. Our boy." I exhaled. "And another boy. And no rubbers." Jon nodded. We were silent for a minute, feeling the thick vape hit our blood stream. I thought I heard the bed rocking a bit in the distance, the two boys already hard at work fucking. Jon finally broke the stillness. He stepped over to the counter, and grabbed Seth's gym bag. "Want to get Seth properly prepared for the weekend?" "Hell yeah," I said. "It's in there?" Jon put the bag on the counter and unzipped it. Right at the top of the bag was the familiar white bottle with yellow stripes. "Yeah," Jon said. "Right there." He pulled the bottle out, and opened it. "Seal already broken." "He's making it easy for us," I said. Jon leaned in and kissed me. "Of course he is," Jon said. "He knows what he wants." "Maybe you just know what you want?" I asked. "What we want," Jon said. "What we all want." "Very true," I said. "Take his bag back to the bedroom?" Jon asked. "I need to get something from the study." "Of course," I said, taking the bag from Jon. He had showed me the sugar pills he had ordered a few days ago. They were nearly perfect matches for the blue pills that Seth had gotten just earlier today. The young man would never be able to tell the difference between the two, even if he knew what he was looking for. In addition to the bag, I also grabbed the vape pen. The night was still young, and there was going to be much more play tonight. As Jon went to the study, I went back to the bedroom. I took a quick peek at Cal and Seth; Seth's leg's were resting on Cal's shoulders and Cal's cock was buried deep in Seth's hole. In the bathroom, I put Seth's bag down, and pulled out the bottle of Truvada. I placed it on the counter, waiting for Jon to come back with the placebos. Unlike the bedroom or the post-sunset kitchen, the bathroom was brightly and unforgivingly lit. The harsh light seemed to accentuate every bit of grey hair on my body, from the sparse flecks on my head, to the thick salt and pepper of my goatee, to the rare few in my pubes. It was vain of me, but I stared at my chest in the mirror. In my youth, it was a thick, dark mat of hair. But, in my sixth decade, the grey had started to assert itself. Cal called me his silver-chest; it was supposed to be a term of endearment, but there was that nagging fear of the mortality the grey hair represented. "So fucking hot," Jon said, coming up behind me. He ran his hand through my chest hair, pulling me close to him. His cock nestled in my ass, semi-hard. "So fucking beautiful," he continued. "Thanks," I said. I craned my head back and gave him a long kiss. His tongue slid into my mouth, before I pushed it back to explore his mouth with my tongue. "This is nice," I finally said, interrupting out make out session. "But there is a task we must do." "You want to do the honors?" Jon asked. He picked up the bottle from the counter and handed it to me. "How many you think?" I asked. "Eighteen," Jon said. "Same as his age." I stepped to the toilet, opening up the Truvada bottle. Quietly to myself, I began to count one pill at a time out, dropping each one into the toilet. At the same time, Jon was counting out pills from the plastic bag. "One," we began, just loud enough that the other could hear. "Two," we continued, counting slowly and steadily until we reached eighteen. I flushed the toilet. The pills swirled around and then disappeared. It was a signal moment in the events of the weekend; Jon and I had moved beyond a simple pozzing, and were now actually stealthing Seth. Making it even better, there would be no way that he would ever be able to figure out what we had done. I stepped behind Jon and handed him the nearly empty bottle of Truvada. The few pills that remained would make this betrayal even worse for Seth. Far from having a strong shield against the virus, he would have just enough drugs in his bloodstream to produce a drug-resistant strain. He'd go from merely infected to full-blown faster than most. As I stood behind Jon, my bathrobe fell open, and my dick fell out. It was now stiff. I had barely noticed it growing while I was counting out the pills. But it had grown, and was now sticking out and up with a bead of pre-cum nestled at the tip. I nestled my dick against Jon's crack. "Someone is getting turned on," Jon said. "Yeah," I said. Jon's phallus was also erect. "But I'm not the only one." "Your cock feels good," Jon said. He rubbed his ass against me. I thought I could feel the heat from his hole. In the excitement of Seth's hole, I had forgotten about the familiar pleasures of my husband's hole. "Really good." "I got my latest labs back today," I whispered into his ear. "And?" Jon asked. He reached up, and pushed the robe off of him. There was nothing between us any longer. "How's my boo?" "VL's higher. 1.4M." "T-cell?" Jon pushed back against my cock. I could tell he wanted me inside of him. "Lower. 600." "That's..." Jon trailed off. He didn't have to say anything more. "Yeah. Close to full-blown." He pressed against me again, and turned his head to kiss me. We were quiet for a moment, letting our entwined tongues do the speaking. "I love you," he finally said. "I love you too. How do you feel?" "About It?" The virus. The It. It ruled our lives in so many fundamental ways. There was no question that It deserved the god-like honorific of capitalization. "Yeah." "Scared. Nervous. Excited." Even if Jon was scared, his ass had already decided what it wanted. We had shifted position just enough so that my dickhead was pressed up against his hole. "It was bound to happen." "Yeah," I said. "Just not sure it was supposed to be this soon." Jon was pressing back against me, trying to get my cock inside of him. "Need something? "You. Your load. Your toxic, infected, dirty cum," Jon answered. My dick was throbbing. It was hard to deny my man what he wanted so badly. "I know," I said. "There will be plenty of time for that later." I gave him a kiss. "But for now, let's focus on Seth." There was another kiss, this time longer. "Is Cal still off meds?" I asked. Cal and Jon were the ones that kept track of the health of the family. "Yeah," Jon said. "Seth's getting double-barreled." "You know," I replied. "He deserves more. He should be getting triple-barreled." I reached around and grabbed Jon's dick. It was thick and heavy, full of blood and sperm. I could feel the dull throb of the virus, sleeping in a drug-induced coma, but ready to be re-awakened, ready to unleash its deadly anger on an unsuspecting young man. Jon's cock jumped in my hands as he realized what I was telling him. "You think?" Jon asked. "Yeah," I said. I spun him around so that he was facing me. Our cocks knocked against each other, like two steel bars hitting. "You owe this small thing to Seth, don't you?" "All three of us?" Jon asked. "At once?" "Of course." I had been the one who had stopped drugs first in our family. It had been for a project a few months ago, a young go-go dancer we had met online. The boy had been so entranced with the drugs we were providing that I am not sure he ever really noticed that every time Miss Tina came around, the condoms mysteriously disappeared. Cal had been the second one to stop drugs. It was much harder for him. He had been poz for only a few years, and had never stopped his meds before. It had been a fight, but eventually, we had convinced Cal of how important it was to help spread the infection. That night had been a special night for all of us; Cal was crying, terrified of getting sick, even as he was begging me to pump him full of my infected poz cum. A few weeks later, Cal's blood work proved that the meds had left his system, and his virus was once more ascendant. Three weeks after that, another young man tested positive for HIV. It seemed only natural that Jon would join us, especially for a project as important as Seth. "You're the odd one out. Still medicated, unable to reach your full potential." "It seems like the right thing to do," Jon said. "Helping Seth." "Doing it together," I said. "As a family." "You like him," "Yeah," I said. "I do." "I'm glad. We should keep him. You should make him your boy." "You serious?" I asked. "Of course," Jon replied. "You smile when you talk about him. Your dick gets hard when you talk about him." From the other room, there was another moan of pleasure from Seth. "And it seems like he and Cal are getting along just fine." "I want him," I said. "I want to breed him." "Yeah?" Jon asked. "There's something about Seth. I want to to simultaneously take him in my arms and protect him, even while my AIDS cock is nestled deep in his bare hole." "Dripping your high viral load poz cum into his defenseless hole?" Jon was probing me, seeing what triggered me tonight. The idea of my dick inside of Seth was already enough to get me hard. The idea of pozzing him was making me drip. "Yeah," Jon said, staring down at the bead of pre-cum that was forming at the tip of my dick. "Just like that. Dripping into him." "Yeah. I do." I had a moment's guilt, wondering if getting infected was really Seth's desire. But it didn't matter. I had done it so many times. I had done it to Jon. I had done it to Cal. I had done it to too many anonymous, hungry me. Seth was just one more. "I want to breed him. I want him to be mine. "Make him your boy. Make him your infected poz boy," Jon said. "I want you to. Cal will want you to." He reached down and grabbed my cock. "Even if you don't know yet, your cock knows what it wants." "We'll talk more," I said. "But there's something we need to do first." I turned Jon back around, facing the bathroom counter. "It's time to help Seth in this process." Together, we scooped up the pills that Jon had counted out, and put them in Seth's bottle. It took only a few seconds, then we put the cap back on. Jon shook it, making sure the real and fake were mixed up. Each morning Seth took a pill, he had an even chance of taking a harmless, useless placebo. "You going to remind him to take his drugs in the morning?" Jon asked me. "Why?" "That's my man," Jon said. "The man that infected me." "Lost track of how many I have infected," I said. In order to make the numbers balance out, I had to infect two men before I died. I had stopped counting when I did ten times that. I had barely met Jon, and since then, our pace had only picked up. "Seth will be just one more," Jon said. We were briefly interrupted by another loud moan from the bedroom. It was a deep moan, but from a young man. It was clearly Seth, clearly unable to process what Cal was doing to him. "Put him out of his misery, Cal," Jon said. "Give him what he needs." Much more quietly, so that only the two of us could hear, Jon continued. "Give him AIDS." "Right on," I answered Jon, loud enough for the boys to hear in the other room. "Infect him," I said, but this time it was for Jon's ears only. We were quiet for a few minutes, listening to the sounds of our boy fucking another man. "Fucking hot," Jon said. "Yeah," I said. "Listening to our boy breed." "Spreading his seed." There was a visceral grunt from the bedroom. We had both heard it so many times before. It was the sound of Cal reaching orgasm. His seed was shooting out of his cock, right into Seth's pure, innocent hole. "Fill Seth up. Knock him up with your sperm," Jon called out. "Should we join them?" I asked. We had done what needed to be done in the bathroom, and if Cal was like any other horny college boy, he was going to need another dick in him soon. "Sure," Jon said. He carefully hid the bag of fake Truvada in a drawer, before pulling on the bathrobe he had let fall earlier. He didn't bother trying to close the front. He knew it was an exercise in pointlessness; his erection would stick out no matter what. "Who should get him next?" he asked. I didn't bother to answer the question. I grabbed his hand, and together, we walked out to the bedroom. On the bed, Seth was on his back, his legs nearly tucked behind his ears, as Cal's young cock was still buried deep in Seth's hole. "You take care of the boy, boy?" I asked. Seth answered. "Yeah," he said. "He did." He reached down and grabbed his cock. It was painfully stiff; his balls swollen with unreleased cum. "But, when is it my turn?" "Your turn boy? Your turn?" Jon asked. "What makes you think it's your turn?" Jon's cock was bouncing up and down in front of him. Despite all the loads Jon had already injected into Seth, Jon was aching to make another deposit. "Relax," I said. "You can last long enough for a horny teenaged boy to get off. How long will it take?" "Too long," Jon said, but he was laughing. "So, Seth. Who do you want to take your load?" I asked. I didn't know who Seth was going to choose. Worse, I didn't know who I wanted him to choose. Part of me wanted to take his load, but I also wanted to see Jon take it. Even after all these years, there was something intensely arousing about seeing my husband get fucked and taking a load. But that would mean I wouldn't get to feel his hard shaft slide up into my hole. Nor would I get to feel his eager thrusts, pushing himself inevitably to orgasm. I also wanted to see Cal take his load. I wanted to watch the two men revel in the youthful perfection of their bodies, exploiting the pleasure each of them brought the other. "I want to know as well," Cal said. Cal's dick was still in Seth's hole, but that hardly satiated his lust for hard cock fucking him. "Fuck," Seth said, as the full meaning of my question hit him. "I don't want to choose." "But you have to," Jon said. "If I have to," he said, and paused for a moment. He opened his mouth once, but closed it again without saying anything. Then he opened again. "JP," he said. I want to cum in him first." "Me?" I stammered. I had thought through scenarios of Jon, the one who had first planted all these seeds in his head, and also planted the first seed in his hole. Or I had thought of scenarios with Cal, the one who was so close to him in age, attitude, and horniness. But somehow, I had forgotten about anything that involved myself. But yet, it was me who Seth had selected. He had barely hesitated when he had selected me. "Yeah," Jon said. He was smiling at me, happy that I had been choosen. "You." "Well," I said. "If it is my turn, it is my turn." I got on to the bed, and lay down next to Seth. The boy turn to me, and we began to kiss. "Are you ready?" I asked him. "Of course I'm ready," Seth said. I looked down. His cock was sticking straight up with a drop of pre-cum at the tip. "I've been ready." Cal was slowly pulling his cock out from Seth's hole; each ridge and vein made Seth's dick throb with pleasure. "And you?" "Of course," I said. It was hardly the first time I had been fucked. It was hardly the first time I had been fucked this week. Although we had our preferences, my family was a versatile one, ready to lend a dick or a hole as it was needed. I reached down and wrapped my hand around Seth's cock. It was fatter than I expected, harder than I realized. It was good that Jon had been the last man to fuck me. His cock was a bit longer, but not as thick. Anything less, and I would have to take back my assertion of readiness. "Damn, that's bigger than it looks." "You'll take it," Jon said. His tone of voice was the perfect blend of a statement of fact and a command. Of course, I would take it. It was just a matter of how much lube would be needed or how many hits from the brown bottle I would take. "And I'm going to watch." Cal had finally pulled himself out of Seth's hole, and moved to the side. Seth took the opportunity to move himself between my legs. I grabbed my ankles and spread my legs for him, offering up my tight hole for his pleasure. "Fuck, that's what I want to see," Seth said. "Fucking hot man, offering up his hole." "Raw hole," I said. "Never gonna use a rubber again." Seth smiled and poured some lube on his cock. He quickly rubbed it across the full length and girth of his shaft, getting it shiny with the slippery oil. Jon handed me a bottle of poppers. I unscrewed the cap and inhaled greedily. Just as I was switching nostrils, Seth pressed the tip of his dick against my hole. "Gonna go all the way in." "Do it," Cal said. "He can take it." "Of course he can," Seth said. He took the brown bottle from me and held it under his nose. He took a hit and switched nostrils like an old hand. He was going to look so hot smoking a glass pipe. He handed the bottle back to me. "Oh damn," he grunted as the poppers began to take effect. "Fuck," he moaned, as he pressed his dick against my hole. "Fuck," I grunted, as his cockhead pushed into my body. His dick was just as thick as it looked. I had to force myself to relax; at least the weed and poppers made that easy, as Seth's shaft pressed into me. "Oh god," I said, as I tried to accommodate his meaty tool. "You've got this," Seth said. I started into his blue-green eyes, trying not to think about anything other than his cock in my hole. From long experience, it was better to grab the bull by its horns and give myself over to getting fucked than trying to distract myself from what my body was enduring. As I forced myself to accept Seth's tool, it became easier to feel the pleasure in getting fucked. "Oh damn," I grunted. "Your cock." I exhaled, possibly for the first time since I had hit the poppers. The warm waves of pure carnal lust radiated out from my dick and went directly to my ass. I finally relaxed, and Seth's dick slid the rest of the way into me. "Fucking hard cock." "Fucking hot ass," Seth said. He pulled his cock out, just enough to torment me with the idea of no cock at all. "Fucking HOT ASS," he slurred, slamming his dick back into me. He leaned over me, his face only inches from mine. "Hot, hot ass," he said. His breath was warm. "Fucking hard dick," I said. Seth was slowly finding his rhythm. Every time his dick hit a sensitive spot, bolts of pleasure and pain shot through my body. "Oh, damn," Seth moaned as he hit another sensitive spot. "The way your ass milks my dick." He hit another spot, and I clenched down, trying to work through the sudden pain. "Fucking milking me," he repeated. Our faces were barely an inch apart. He was staring at me, his eyes dilated in pleasure. "Fucking hard dick," I finally managed to say, not wanting to ruin the pleasure he was feeling. Every time he hit a sensitive spot, his dick throbbed and some pre-cum leaked out into me. "Hot boy fucking me hard." I grabbed the back of his head, and pulled his lips against mine. Seth needed no additional instructions. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and explored every part of it. What he lacked in kissing experience he more than made up with enthusiasm. I tried to force my tongue into his mouth, but he pushed it away. "No," he said. "It's my turn now." He pushed his dick back into me. It was a small display of dominance, but the men around me were experienced. They saw it for exactly what it was. "Boy's getting cocky," Cal said. "Fucking hard boy dick," I said. Seth slammed back into me. "Pounding me deep." "Hot damn daddy hole," Seth said, before sticking his tongue back into me. He ran his hand over my chest, running my chest hair through his fingers. "Goddamned hot daddy hole," he repeated himself. Although big, his cock was perfectly shaped and it was easy to get comfortable. I quick got acclimated to the thick shaft of man meat pushing its way deeper into me. "Fucking hot boy cock," I murmured between our kisses. "Fucking pound me." I kissed him again. "Slam it into me, my fucking hot boy." I didn't intend to say that. "Feels so good inside me, my boy." I really didn't intend to double down on it, but I was powerless. I wondered if Seth would even notice it. "Fuck yeah, Daddy." He had noticed. His cock had gotten hard and the pre-cum had gone from a slow drip to a steady stream. "I'm going to cum in you Daddy. Breed that hot butt of yours." "Do it, boy. Cum in me. Breed me good." His cock was slamming in and out of me, eagerly exploring my hole, and loving every sensation of being inside another man. The pre-cum was leaking from him, and it wouldn't take much for his dick to explode. "Cum in me, boy," I said. He pressed his lips against me, and slammed his cock balls-deep into my hole. I reached down and grabbed his muscular butt and pulled him deeper into me. My fingers quickly found his hole, and gently teased him. "Oh fuck, Daddy. I'm cumming," he said. His was barely able to contain his energy, and his whole body began to spasm as his balls started to pump their accumulated load into me. "Come on boy. Do it. Shoot your load into me. Mark me." From the very first spurt, it was obvious that Seth was shooting boy seed. It was watery and weak, capable of only impregnating a woman. It would have no effect against a man like me. But tonight, it didn't matter. What was important was that he had cum inside of me and that we were now fluid bonded. No matter what happened, we would always have that connection. "Oh fuck Daddy," Seth grunted. His hips continued to buck wildly as his balls pumped more and more of his sweet, innocent boy cum into me. "I'm cumming in you." "Come on boy. Breed me." Jon and Cal were kneeling on the bed around the two of us, both of them stroking their hard cocks, Their balls were filled with a real man's semen: thick, potent, powerful, and deadly. I stuck a finger into his hole. "Oh fuck," Seth grunted in response, and his dick throbbed again. Another spurt of his cum landed in my hole. "Feels so fucking good. You playing with my hole. Me cumming in you." "I know, boy. No need for any of this to stop." My own dick was just as hard as Seth's. In one night, Jon, Cal, and I had taken down the armor that Seth had put on. We had taught him how the physical protection denied him the true pleasure of man-on-man fucking, and he no longer needed the shield that the rubbers provided. We had also sabotaged the chemical weapons he had to protect himself. Of course, he would continue to use them, but the placebos would provide no security, and the rare functioning pill would be worse than useless, actively helping to breed resistance in the virus we were gifting you. "No need for it to stop at all," Jon said. Seth and I turn to see him playing with his hard cock. "Ready for another load?"