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The guy was obviously drunk. He bumped into me at the bar then started a somewhat slurred conversation about how bars were not as fun as they used to be. I agreed. Then he asked me if he could fuck me in the back of the bar. Without hesitation I said, “Sure”. His head snapped up in surprise. He was at least 20 years older than me and not particularly attractive. He probably got refused constantly. I was not only horny but curious. I always wonder what kind of dick a man has, how thick, what does it taste like, is he heavy shooter? You never know and I have endured a lot of bullshit from men just to find out what their cocks feel like. Plus he had been drinking Greyhounds and I was enjoying the smell of his fruity breath. I downed my drink and then removing his from his hand finished that also. I wanted him to be able to get it up. Grabbing his arm I pulled him into the dark of the back room. He laughed and pulled me close pushing his grapefruit flavored tongue into my mouth. We slobbered and humped each other, me trying to detect signs of life at his crotch. I was not interested in wasting my time with a limp dicked drunk. His body was firm and strong. I tried resisting when he ordered me to suck his cock and pushed me down on my knees. Okay I did not resist that hard, just trying to find out how drunk he was. I yanked his zipper down, no underwear, and helped myself to his meat: a couple inches of flaccid dick. Hmm. Not to despair, some guys can really surprise you. I went to work. It was a long haul made endurable when I glanced a couple guys watching the action. One only sipped a beer but the other had his cock out and was slowly beating off. I discovered my man really responded to having his nuts pulled and sucked. After that his dick was hard in no time. It was a respectable piece, uncut and leaky with delicious pre-cum. I was about to offer up my hole when he pre-empted my thought by ordering me to, “Get up and show me your faggot ass.” I promptly stood and dropped trou. I was already lubed. He quickly pushed his cock into me and we both sighed with pleasure. “You like my raw cock in your guts,” he questioned me, grabbing my hips and pulling me hard onto his rampant cock. “You know I do,” I groaned. “Fuck me.” I ordered. The masterbater edged closer. He had a glazed look in his eye and I wondered which one of us he envied. I motioned him closer. He moved cautiously and I kept waving him closer until his cockhead bumped my forehead leaving a snail trail of pre-cum. I thought he might retreat when I turned my head to take him into my mouth but instead he surged forward impaling me on his meat. Taking my head in both head he face fucked me timing it so I could catch a breath once in a while. The guy in my ass was a talker. With a lot of 'fuck yeahs' and stuff like 'eat that cock' he encouraged me to take it and the other to give it. I was in cockhound heaven. The guy in my mouth was obviously getting close. He begged the guy in my ass to trade places with him so he could dump his load in my hole. I was eager for that and happily my fucker quickly relinquished my ass saying “Breed the bitch”. My holes were soon refilled. The fucking was manic and filled with the sounds of his moans and our balls slapping together. He came with a rumbly sort of moan, his body shaking hard and his cock pulsing out squirt after squirt of his sperm. “Oh god that is so fucking hot,” the guy in my mouth intoned. The fuckers cock went limp fast and my original fucker moved to fuck me again but he was pushed aside by the guy was had until now only watched the scene. “I gotta fuck that seeded hole,” he growled pushing down his jeans. His cock was rock hard and sprang out of its confinement like something alive. He was a dark bearded man with steely unreadable eyes. Without another word his sank his cock into my well used hole and I clenched my ass in pain. He was thick and I was not prepared for his girth. He ignored my yelp and preceded to fuck the holy hell out of me. My drunk was apparently delighted with the situation. He ordered me to suck his balls and went on to cheer my latest fucker on. He wanted my hole good and wet with loads. At this point I was so turned on I knew if I touched my dick I would shoot so I confined my actions to my nuts, pulling and massaging them as surrogates to my meat. My fucker was slamming me so hard it was difficult to maintain my balance much less suck balls without accidentally scraping teeth so drunk guy replaced his nuts with his cock. My nose was pressed into his pubes and he held me by the shoulders to steady me so I could take the hard driving fuck the other guy was delivering. Luckily I can hold my breath for a very long time. I enjoyed the feel of is hard cock filling my throat and the lack of oxygen sent me into a light euphoria. I was nothing but a receptacle for cock and loads. I was about to get my second load for the night. With a gargantuan lunge and a grip I was sure would leave bruises the man shot his load. He continued to pound me hard and he swore like a sailor, a series of swear words without any real content or meaning. And then just like that he was gone, pulled out and walked away, tucking himself back in and strolled out of the bar. “That was so fucking hot,” the drunk said as he guided his cock back into my hole. “Oh shit, you are so hot and slick and hot, so hot.” Still drunk I thought. He fucked me leisurely recounting the two breedings he had witnessed. “I think I am I love with you,” he said and giggled. “Fucking cumdump whore faggot cumhole. Jesus Christ I want to see the whole bar fuck your slut hole.” Yes, yes, yes,” I agreed. He did not last much longer dumping his load into me with a long drawn out sigh and rather tender thrusts. “God damn that was the best fuck ever.” I was busy shooting my load onto the filthy floor. I couldn't completely agree but it was a fine little gangbang and I was supremely happy. I turned to tongue lube and cum off the guys half hard cock. When I stood he gazed at me with a happy satisfied smile. I went to tuck his business back in his pants but he stopped me saying to leave it out he had to piss. With a lingering kiss he pulled away and staggered to the bathroom. I pulled up my pants and went back to the bar for another beer and hopefully more cock. My hole was warmed up and loaded and ready for any hard-on that looked my way.

This a story about a family . Sam I made one mistake in my life, I was drunk one night and wanted to put my dick in a hole and deposed a load in. That night it was not what I was seeking and 18 years later Zero showed up. I run a business for Gay men where they can have fun in the 3 bathhouse , book stores , Sex clubs, Drugs or escorts I pimp out to chicken hawks. Zero I never knew my Father till I turned 18 as I live with my mother who was turning tricks to supports us.When I turned 11 I became very sick and it had a long term effect on my growth on my body and education. By the time I turned 18 I was only 5ft 90 LBS with no mussle mass, but was gifted with a 12X8 dick that I tried to sex with girls but they always turned me down as I was a shrimp of a male. When I turned 18 my mother said I should live with my Father now. When I walked into my Father place of business they said you have to be 18 to get in but I showed them my ID and then told them Sam is my Father they let me in laughing. Sam falls out of his chair when he see me when I tell him I'm his son and says what am I doing here. I tell Sam I have no place to live and maybe as my Father you can help. Yes, I can help but it won't be easy as its hard work and shitty hours. Your hours will be from 4am thill the place is clean at the Dump Bathhouse. Billy the night manager tells me what to do. Billy You will clean each room if the green light is on, if the red light is on people are using the room and don't enter. You will ware just a jock strap and sandals, if you see needles or syringes you put them in this red box. There will be cum on the floor , tables and wipe them down. The rooms with slings you put up a new sling and the old sling you bring to the front. I look down the hall all lights are green but one, so I do what I was told clean the rooms and I find a few small bags of this Cristal stuff and I take it to Billy. The one room I'm hearing noise coming from, someone has a bad cold as they are coughing, then someone screaming like they are in heavy pain begging them to stop. Take is bitch. You were begging for it. Now enjoy it as I knock you up. I run to Billy about someone is getting killed and Billy is laughing. That's Fred he is rapping someone who was teasing him , but don't worrier he will leave here with Fred gift. I go back now its all quite as moans of pleasure is coming from the room as this is the only room I have left to clean Fred is coming out the door. Fred is in his 60s well built 6ft frame with a lot of gray hair on his chest hiding some tattoos with two nipple rings from his drooping nipples. Fred see me and smiles then hands me $20 to take care of the boy in the room. I enter the room, he is just laying there naked with 6 hash marks put on his ass check with the number #454 on his back. I see 6 needles on the table with a small brown bottle. I saw Billy to help me move this boy who is in his 20s very well built, as we move him I ask Billy what is the #454 on his back means, Billy says this is the number of men Fred has knocked up, I ask Billy what that means and he goes blank face then says the word POZ.

Chapter 1 - The Twink in the Bathhouse, Part 1 I wasn’t always a diseased faggot. Sure, I was always curious and I always knew what I truly wanted. But we all have to start somewhere. I fantasized often about how I’d get pozzed. To that point, I always imagined it would happen at a bathhouse. I’d find a man and he’d take me to his room. Neither of us would ask for a condom, signaling we were either both already poz or didn’t care about status. When he told me he was about to cum and asked me where he should shoot, I’d beg for it in my ass. He’d tell me he’s poz and ask if I still wanted it. I’d tell him “fuck yes!” and he’d howl as he delivered his diseased load deep in my neg guts before collapsing on top of me. I wanted so badly to make my fantasy a reality! I was 22 when I finally got up the courage to go to a bathhouse for the first time, the West Side Club in New York. I was in the city on my first business trip as a “responsible adult” with a real post-college job. It was 2005 and at the time I was a typical cute boyish blond twink: 5’9”, 150lbs, and an 8.5” thick cock. I know, it’s always the skinny twinks who are hung like horses, but I don’t use it much. My hungry pussy is my primary focus for sex. And yes, I call my asshole a pussy or a cunt because it turns me on. It’s a hole that was made for men to fuck, so that’s what I use it for. I’d barebacked with plenty of guys in college but never with someone I knew to be poz and never with a complete stranger at a bathhouse. I was so nervous, I didn’t know how any of this worked. I walked to the window, asked for a locker, paid, and got my key and towel. I went to my locker and undressed. I saw other guys were wearing their towels around their waists so I did the same. I locked my things up and started walking around. Everything I knew about bathhouses and cruising was from stuff I’d read online. And in 2005, I didn’t find much. I started by walking through the hallways, peeking in rooms. I was too scared for a truly anonymous darkroom hookup on my first visit. Plus I hadn’t yet truly and fully embraced my slutty no-loads-refused bugchasing nature. I’d have to see the guy’s face and body first. This time, anyway. Being a cute twink back then, I could usually take my pick of the guys. I had been captain of my college swim team. I was hot and I knew it. And I walked those hallways that night with an attitude. I wanted my real-life fantasy to be perfect and just as I had pictured in my head. I’d peek in one room. Damn he’s fat. Another. Gross, he’s old AND fat. Another. Is he even alive? Maybe I should check if he’s breathing?? Finally, his leg twitched. Thank God I didn’t have to explain to the police how I found a dead man in the gay bathhouse. Still another. He was objectively hot but back then, any man above 30 to me was far past his expiration date. Yeah, you might say I was an egotistical jerk. Of yourse, you already know I’d learn to taper my ego eventually in time, so hopefully you will forgive me for being young and stupid once upon a time. Finally I saw a man who met my standards. He was about 6’, Latin, muscular, clean-shaven with a short cropped haircut. I didn’t know what to do. I followed him from a distance for a little while, so far away that I lost him a couple times in the maze of corridors. The second time, I loitered in a common lighted area with a bench, hoping I’d see him again. I was just about to give up when he finally appeared. He walked over and sat down next to me, likely sensing I had been following him. What do I do now? Do I talk? Do I even look at him? Is eye contact okay? Should I try touching him? Should I whip my dick out? God, I need a fucking manual for this! Finally he made the first move. He put his hand on my thigh. My cock jumped to attention. I couldn’t bring myself to make eye contact yet. I froze. He looked at me while I just stared down at his hand on my thigh. I was shaking. Maybe he knew it was my first time. He slowly moved his hand to my abs, my chest. He grazed my left nipple, which instantly became erect. My whole body was tingling. It wasn’t my first time with a man by any means, but the experience was exhilarating. My mouth was dry, I was breathing heavily. He moved his hand to my skinny twink arm. Fuck, why didn’t I lift weights? My body felt so inadequate next to his. “Fuck it,” I said to myself. I reached over and touched his muscled chest. I moved down to his abs. But all I wanted was his cock. I could see his cock standing at attention under his towel. Finally I reached for it, gently stroking it through his towel. It was just as I had fantasized. I wanted my prize! I moved my hand under his towel when he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “Do you have a room,” he asked. Still unable to speak, I shook my head “no.” Never letting go of my wrist, he stood up and guided me back through the maze of corridors to his room. I followed him inside and he asked me to shut the door. By the time I turned back around, he had removed his towel. His cock was massive! It was easily 9” long, uncut with trimmed pubes, and way thicker than mine. I was about to take the biggest cock of my life, and my pussy was already wet with anticipation! Finally I get to have the random slutty bareback sex I have always fantasized about! Is this the night I will get pozzed? Will this be the cock that pozzes me? Please let it be so! I walked toward him and reached for his beautiful cock. Again, he caught my wrist with his hand. He put my hands at my side and reached to take off my towel. My big twink cock sprung to freedom. He grabbed it and started stroking it. “Nice,” he said with a smile. Again I reached for his cock and again he stopped me. “No,” he said. Is he toying with me? Making me wait or work for it? Just let me touch that monster already! He dropped to his knees and deepthroated my whole 8.5 inches. He reached up and played with my nipples as he sucked. My body was on fire! It was my first time at a bathhouse and a man whose name I didn’t even know was on his knees sucking my cock. This is probably one of the most vanilla scenes imaginable to most, but for a 22-year-old twink who had very little experience in depravity, I felt like a dirty whore and I loved it! Finally he stood up and reached for a bottle of lube. No condom was in sight. My fantasy was about to come true! Even if he wasn’t poz, I was still making progress towards what I knew would be my final outcome of being a diseased bareback slut. He squirted some lube into his hand, still no condom to be seen. Then he rubbed the lube all over...MY COCK! He squirted some more into his hand. Maybe this second squirt was for his cock and the first he was using merely to pre-lube my cock for me to jerk off while he fucked me? No, he reached behind himself and lubed his own ass. My fantasy bareback bathhouse fuck was a BOTTOM! He bent over and presented his hole to me, which left me with two choices. I could fuck him and still sort of fulfill part of my fantasy. Or I could go home disappointed. And I sure as shit wasn’t going home without getting some. I’m not a top. I’ve topped a few times but only because guys begged me to. I have a big cock after all, which looked absolutely massive on my tiny twink frame. I pushed my cock head against his hole. It slid right in. Fuck, I could physically feel that this guy is who I want to be! I had been fucked quite a few times and I thought my hole was getting to be pretty accommodating. But his was huge. There was no resistance at all! His hole was open and velvety smooth. I fucked him the best I could while he moaned. He seemed to be enjoying it. I slapped his ass, which caused him to clench his cunt around my cock. I fucked him for a while. Eventually, he said, “You can cum in me any time.” That would be a problem, though. I’m a bottom. I don’t cum from topping. I never have. It just doesn’t do it for me. I stayed hard but only because I had my body pressed up against this gorgeous hunk of a man. “I don’t think I’ll be able to cum,” I said. He replied, “No? Aww too bad. Mind if I do?” I said, “Fuck yes! Do it!” Obeying his top like the total bottom slut he was, he grabbed his cock and leaned back into me, jerking frantically. He turned his head to the side and kissed me. I kept pumping away at his ass like my life depended on it and he pushed back just as hard with every thrust. Finally, he yelled, “Oh fuck! Oh fuck I’m gonna-- AHHHHH!” He growled as his whole body convulsed with pleasure. I looked over his shoulder as rope after rope of thick white cum erupted from his huge cock. He caught most of it in a pool in his left hand. Finally he slumped forward, struggling to catch his breath. I pulled out and started to grab my towel. “Hold on,” he said. He must have sensed that I was a bottom too because he took his left hand, full of his fresh jizz, and reached for my ass. I bent over slightly and spread my cheeks for him. He smeared his load all over my pussy and stuck a couple fingers inside. Fuck, I got a stranger’s load in my hole after all tonight! I imagined to myself about all the bugs that might be swimming around inside me at that very moment. I reached for my cock as he found my prostate. The idea that I might have a poz load in my hole at that moment sent me over the edge. “Fuck, dude, I’m gonna cum too!” Immediately he opened his mouth and deepthroated my cock, nose to pubes. I grabbed the back of his head as I squirted my neg load directly down his throat. His finger still in my ass, he massaged every drop of cum out of my prostate. He stood up and kissed me. “Thanks,” he said. “Thank YOU,” I replied. It wasn’t what I had fantasized about, but it was a hot experience nonetheless. I picked up my towel and turned to leave, his load dripping from my asshole. “I’m neg, by the way,” he said as I left. Shit.

On Wednesday afternoon I had a horny hookup with a very sleazy local 19 year old scally lad who wanted to meet for some outdoor breeding! I picked him up near his house & drove us to the nearby cruising woods. I took him too a nice secluded spot I use for uninterrupted outdoor action. I sucked his big thick 8” uncut dick, it’s got a downwards curve & a nice natural bush covering his balls too. He pissed down my throat before eating my hairy arse and raiding it hard & breeding his big load deep in me. Friday I saw a post on M4M personal ads from a fit bi married guy looking for fun in his home gym under the guise of a personal training session. I replied & we arranged to meet at his that afternoon 2pm. He’s 6’1” tall, dark hair , blue eyes, 50” hairy pecs, 17” biceps, 32” waist & a gorgeous fat uncut 9” dick with a big natural bush & big hairy balls. His gym is in a converted porter cabin with nice big mirrored sliding doors so nobody can see in but we could see out. I never normally meet guys that fuck with rubbers but I agreed on the understanding he’d take it off just before cumming & shot his load inside me. I sucked him hard & he got me to squat over his face as he lay on his chest press bench. He then got me on his big silver exercise ball, on my back against the wall & fucked me hard, my legs over his huge bolder shoulders. As promised he ripped of the rubber & rammed his big dick back in to breed me. I felt him pumping his load in me & it made me shoot my load. I held his cum in me as he got my butt plug from my joggers & pushed it in me. I got off the ball & sucked his semi hard dick clean. He said my hole felt good on his raw shaft while I was sucking him clean. I stopped & said he should feel how good it is with his big load squelching around his big cock as he fucks me. I carried on sucking & he got rock hard again. He grabbed my hair, pulled his cock out of my mouth & slapped it on my face. He pulled me up of my knees & got me against the wall by the sliding doors. He pulled the plug out & shoved his raw dick up me, it made my hairy hole squelched & fart as he rammed it up me hard. His hands gripping my waist, his big sweaty pecs against my shoulders & his hot breath on the side of my face as he told me what a horny slut I was bringing out his animal urges! He grabbed me tight as he bred me again trying to old in his manly raw. Just as he pulled out the house door opened & he said “ Shit it’s my son” I looked & couldn’t believe it! It was the scally lad from Wednesday afternoon. He grabbed a towel & sent me in the shower room with my clothes & quickly wiped up the puddle of cum on the floor & covered it with a mat. As I pushed my plug in & cleaned up the cum from my legs I heard him ask his son “Jamie” to wait & let me know he was making my “complimentary protein shake” I composed myself & walked out of the shower room. He instantly recognised me & jumped up of the work bench surprised & acted equally surprised! After the mutual “ what the fuck you doing here” he quickly started to get aroused as he asked me if my hairy cunt was sweaty. I told him it was sweaty & cummy cos I got bred before the training session. When I told him I had a plug in my hole keeping the cum in he shoved his hand in my joggers & rubbed my hairy crack then sniffed & sucked his fingers clean. He squeezed his growing cock to kill his stiff & as his dad came back he told me he’d be waiting at the end of his road & he left telling his dad he was going out. His dad came back in & we exchanged names & numbers (His name is Chris) and we’ve arranged to meet again on Monday. I left & picked up Jamie down the road who told me to go to my place, he got his rock hard dick out as I opened the door. We stripped in a horny frenzy & got as far as the stairs where he pulled out my plug & ate my cunthole drip feeding me the cum he sucked out, the fact he had know idea he was tasting and feeding me his dad’s cum turned me on so much! I grabbed his dick & got his bell end on my hole & begged him to smash me as hard as he could. He drilled me mercilessly making me orgasm as he bred his load in me. He later piss fucked me in the shower & bred 2 more loads in me in the garden. Before he left he asked if I’d be up for regular fuck sessions, I said I was & said I was up for 3sums too if he wanted to bring a mate which he said he’d arrange. When he left I got my dildo out & smash my hole churning up his cum mixing it with what remained of his dad’s cum. Think of them both & the fact I had daddy & son’s sperm inside sent my horniness into orbit & I gave myself a body trembling orgasm.

High and Bornu pigs! Got a nice big bowl of t

My last darkroom experience - well last weekend - involved me ramming my raw cock into at least 10 different bum holes as I moved around the room and barebacked everyone who was bent over No condoms were being used and several of the bottoms were already full of someone else's cum That is the way it should be

I am a 48 year old bottom that learned the joys of BB sex in my 20s. It was a long week and I had been traveling for work missing my regular fuck bud. I finally got home late Friday night had a beer, striped down and collapsed in bed. I fell fast asleep thinking about the fuck I was going to get tomorrow. In the wee hours of the morning I started to wake from my sleep realizing that a weight was on top of me, then realized that my ass was stretched full. A big hard cock was slowly working its way in and out of my ass. I was being fucked while I slept. I yelled out WTF get off of me dude. The owner of the big cock up my ass said a “shut the fuck up bitch - take my cock”. Then he said ‘I’m gonna breed your ass”. He then pounded his dick deep and hard up my ass balls deep. I didn’t recognize the voice. I tried to squirm away but my arms were pinned at my side by the guy fucking my ass. As he continued to plow my ass the pain was intense, I was scared and screaming, begging him to stop . Again he told me to shut up and take it. Tears were flowing down my checks as the big dick continued to use my ass. I realized I was being raped. I tried to turn to see who was using my ass but his full weight of his chest was on my back as he pile drived my ass, my arms were above my head being held down, so I was pretty much not able to move or get away. The whole time I was being fucked the guy fucking me kept telling me to shut up and that he was gonna breed my bitch hole. That I was his bitch now and that he owned my ass. He starting fucking me faster and harder. I could feel the wetness of the sweat dripping off his body as he pounded my ass. I was on my stomach with my legs spread wide and could feel his balls slapping against my ass making a slapping sound each time his cock bottomed out in my ass. The pain of the big cock is gone and I start push my ass back on his cock. I am surprised that my begging him to stop has turned into begging him to fuck me. He hears and says “that’s right you want this don’t you?” I am covered in sweat and yelp each time that cock hits my prostrate. I am a moaning bitch for his cock. Here I am being held down and being rape fucked in my own bed. Oh and I am loving it. My ass feels so good taking that cock. All the time I am being tucked he keeps up his verbal assault calling me his slut, his bitch and telling me to take his cock and that he is gonna breed my hole. I am moaning and groaning loving the fucking I am getting, but thinking what am I gonna do after he is done fucking me. I have a ball bat under the bed I think I can reach but my arms are being held down. I don’t wanna hurt the guy, but feel the need to protect myself. I think to myself I will just grab the bat and ask him to leave after he shots his load up my ass. Ok I have my plan, enjoy the dick pounding my ass, but when he comes that is my chance to go for the bat. He starts grunting and moaning saying he is gonna cum, and bred my ass. Tells me to take his load here it comes bitch. I feel him slow his assault hear him groan. I feel him shake and shudder and feel the warmness of his cum up my ass. He releases my arms as he slowing moves his hips sliding his cock in and out. I reach for the bat and somehow turn away from him. As I turn back to tell him to get the fuck outta my house I realize that he is the friend of my best fuck bud. My best fuck bud comes into the room and says “welcome home dude”. “Hope you enjoyed our welcome home present”. They both concocked this. The guy who fucked me was a hot 28 year old Hispanic guy with a 8.5 inch uncut cock with big low hanging balls. They told me that they really worked hard to get that big cock up my ass before before I woke up. They told me as they worked my hole with their tongues, fingers, spit and lube I was moaning in my sleep pushing my ass back to them. I still can’t believe I didn’t wake up. Turns out we both have had the hots for the Hispanic guy, but never did anything till now. The Hispanic guy and I are a mess covered in cum,sweat and lube. The three of us jump into the shower to clean up a bit then back to bed to continue our fuck fest. They got me good, I thought I was being raped till the very end. Oh and I did get my revenge on my fuck bud but that is another story.

So working at the Dump bathhouse I'm learning a lot how things work and how my Father Sam makes his money. After a week of working for Sam he has me go to the Doctors office for a check up, they take my blood then ask me to jerk off and cum into this jar, I almost fill it to the top, the Doctor says you are really back up. Sam tells me to go pick up a package from Big Willie. Big Willie is a manufacture of Meth and other drugs for Sam. I get to Big Willie place, he is a monster of a man as all he has on is a jock strap with a bulge in his jockstrap. Once inside I two of Big Willie sons fucking this white boy, this is so hot looking at two BBC fucking this boy I'm having a hard on that I can't hide in my baggy pants . Big Willie looks me in the eye and says boy you are packing a piece of man meet between your legs. The noise from the white boy is driving me nuts, as Big Willie puts his hand in my pants, then grabs my dick, then says to his son you want to see a pice of real man meat look at this. I drop my pants and my 12X8 is rock hard sticking out, with Big Willie sons I go over to where they are fucking the white boy. Bitch see this dick you want it in you, white boy says NO but what if we give you a heavy slam, OK. I want to be honest with them, then say I have never fuck anyone the look on their face was pure SHOCK. You are 18 and NEVER fuck, Yes. They help me as the head of my dick is rubbing up and down white boy crack as they slam him, they tell me put the head in and go balls deep. White boy Stop you are splitting me in half please it hurts too much. I can't believe how great it feels as I can't go any deeper as like Im hitting something. Now fuck the bitch for as long as you can they tell me, and after 5 minutes I cum in spirt after spirt of my cum and collapse on top of him exhausted. After a few minutes I roll over and the white boy starts to clean my dick off as I see some blood on my dick as Big Willie comes over and says you better be get going as Sam is asking what is taking so long. I get back and the first Sam does to me is slap the shit out of me. YOU FUCKING BITCH YOU DON'T STICK YOU DICK IN ANYTHING UNLESS ISA SAY SO. Sam grabs a bag and pulls out a few different chastity devices, he can't find one that will fit me but put it on any way, then takes a chain around my neck then snaps a lock that says "PROPERTY of SAM" I' saving your ass as I have big plans for you BITCH.

I had met the couple that had moved in next door and they were fairly average, one a little older than the other. Not what most people would think is hot, but nice. I noticed in our first conversation that the younger one, jake, had the locked chain necklace on and seemed quiet. He was cute in the face with a well kept beard. Steve his bf did alot of the talking, and he was decently handsome, ex military with a bit of a gut. But Jake's eyes, face, and submissive nature got my dick hard as a rock. I tried to not be obvious about it but I'm sure they noticed. We exchanged numbers and promised to hang out. Not even a week later I got a text from steve asking if I would go check on jake, he wasnt answering his phone. I went over and knocked. He hollered for me to come in. I didnt see him in the living room and called out for him, he told me he was in the bedroom. I walked in and found him naked laying on his back holding up his legs showing off his hole, except for a pair of shorts that we pulled down to his ankles. He was covered in a small amount of hair looking like a hot little otter. I normally prefer the smoother look but his candor and demeanor had my attention. I got embarrassed at first. Jake told me steve had ordered him to stay like this and asked if I would take a pic to prove to him that he was still there. I laughed, but turned on as hell. Took the pic and forwarded it to steve. I was nervously laughing inside and said I better go as I tried not to stare. Jake responded he didnt mind, that he thought I was attractive, and I could stay and stare as long as I wanted. I then recieved a message from steve that pretty much said the same. My response to steve was simply if I sit staring at this sight I will wanna touch, fuck, kiss, and cream the inside of ur bf. Jake called me over for minute for him to readjust his pillow, as I did so he put his beard on my face and whispered, I'm not allowed to do anything without permission but u can do whatever u want. My phone buzzed and I looked down. Steve's response was, hes a slut hole and he likes u, breed him, stretch him, piss in him. Whatever u like. I can always get a new one. I didnt hold back I pulled my cock out and tried to slam into his ass. Too dry I added spit and rubbed my precum all over his hole. His eyes rolled back when I finally slid all the way in and he groaned. He let me rough kiss him giving myself beard burn. I left hickeys the size of baseballs on his neck and I came in him 4 times before I couldnt go any farther. He never moved from this position without me telling him to and i always put him back the way i found him, because he looked so hot like it. I left and went back to my place, as i was walking in the door i saw steve pull in and wondered what he would think of his boy now. About 20 minutes later he came to my door, naked, dripping cum down his leg and said steve said u know how to use good toys and u could keep me for a little while. He also said to tell you he added to the mess u made in my ass. I brought him in, threw him on the floor and feasted on his leaking ass for most of the rest of the night. I never thought of having a sub, but he really lives to serve all my wants, desires, kinks, and dark fantasies. Cant wait to see how this plays out.

I often thing about being what I call "bottom to a bottom". Of course, I wouldn't expect him to fuck me, that's not his thing, but the idea of being in a situation where I am fluffboy to his tops, eat him until he is totally ready, eat and suck the cum from his ass, and suck him off after he is done getting fucked so he can completely relax strikes me as being very satisfying.

Foreword - I am a Bugchaser I am a bugchaser. Nothing turns me on more than begging for a fresh load of poz cum blasted right into my bugchasing cunt. I’ve lost count how many poz loads I’ve taken over the years. But it really doesn’t matter. I’ve had syphilis, chlamydia, and gonorrhea each more than once. Whenever I get those results, my cock gets hard and my pussy gets a little wet. Mission accomplished. Another successful chase. Some people ask me why I’d get tested at all. And it’s because I want confirmation that I’m a diseased bugchasing slut. One time after I tested positive for syphilis, the doctor asked me how many sexual partners I’d had in the past month. My cock was already rock hard from hearing the results and going through all the backroom depravity in my head over the last 30 days started to make a wet spot appear on the front of my pants. I had no idea how many cocks I’d had inside me. I didn’t even see most of them. I was on all fours with my ass in the air most of the time. So I threw out a number: “At least 100.” The doctor put his head in his hands and rocked back and forth. He kept repeating, “oh...oh...oh…” over and over. Finally he sat upright and said, “Have you talked with a psychiatrist about your nymphomania?” I stood up and walked out, the syringe of penicillin still lying on his desk and the disease still with a foothold in my body. I was gonna carry this thing around for a while longer just to spite this guy! I’ve been bugchasing for a long time and I’ve thought a lot about what makes me a bugchaser. People say we’re “despicable.” They say we’re messed up in the head because we actively seek out disease. Doctors recommend counseling just for being a slut. I can’t imagine what that judgy doctor in my story would have said if I told him that I was glad I was a diseased faggot. So why do I have this fetish that’s so fucked up? Why do I do these things that make even the kinkiest gay men turn up their noses and call me a freak? Why do I want AIDS? Because sluts get AIDS and because I’m a slut! I love bareback sex. Getting AIDS would mean I’m a diseased cock- and cum-loving faggot. I love getting fucked and bred in a dark room at a party without even seeing the guys’ faces and not even caring about status. I love doing what everyone tells me I shouldn’t be doing just because it’s forbidden. Growing up, I was taught that wearing a condom was the only way to protect myself against this deadly disease. But I was never one to follow the rules. Good boys follow the rules, and I was no good boy. I got detention often. I got suspended. My grades were fine--good even--but the academic part just came naturally to me. I just always loved doing what I’m not supposed to do. So when I started having sex and the time came to decide whether I was going to use condoms or not, I chose not to. Only good boys used condoms. And I knew my decision meant I might get AIDS. This is my story.

This lunchtime, I was busy running essential errands. Called in a back street sauna, went in steam room, bent over and within 30 minutes, I had taken 4 loads, one after the other and sucked a few dicks. When i was leaving, i was getting changed with 4 other men, who was also leaving and I had their loads in my arse and they all knew it was me they fucked. Awesome...

@RandyCubby is soooo correct...IT JUST FEELS GREAT! There are really so many reasons, it feels good, for the submissive it also feels great to serve top men and feel their release inside you! All is so fun! I started out Young topping and that was fun and easy, and when you first start bottoming you have to learn about preparing yourself and there is pain initially, and sometimes even in our community there is bottom shaming, but bottoming is a glorious life! Being a slutty CumDump bottom is amazing and serving real Alpha top men is great!

The WHORING OUT concept is hot to me. For tops as well as bottoms! I never cared much for the one-way possessive, jealous arrangements I witness others having themselves gotten into. Whores playing hypocritical holy-rollers of gay dysfunction! I know several where the bottom is a total whore, encouraged, sponsored and even expected by his top to take loads all day, wear his cunt out and do whatever... piggie should be in pig-heaven! All this while the top man is at work... sounds hot, except when the top dares to get action or anybody even touches him at a sex-party , the bottom goes semi-psycho or lays down 'his law'. Acting like an old-fashioned woman really... not fun to me. My man and I are 'versatile', meaning we mostly bottom but will selectively breed pretty, smooth, promiscuous bottoms (anything else is a stretch, that requires pills). There are so many bottoms out there, the easy meat market seems flooded with them! "NEED, NEED, NEED!" Locally they are mostly poorly-photographed, husky bears.... and herein lies the trouble: I can't fuck bottoms 'bigger' than me! (to get to that point will require 'therapy' lol) I have brought guys over for my man, being 'match-maker' like a farmer who brings a heifer to his bull. And SUCCESS when I see my 'semi-top' glow and get a boner! And then I make sure I cut the formal crap so he immediately proceeds to mount and breed the 'offering'. "GET TO IT!" That shit turns me on. I also told him that we 'need to stay on TOP of our game'. That means: making concerted efforts not to become 'lazy bottoms', coaching each other to top more holes, SCORE MORE GUYS and move on without getting 'too close'. Letting the bros know all sex is ONLY A SPORT. And really, it's all about 'INCREASING OUR MARKET-SHARE'! (Yesterday, Friday went pretty well that way... one of the sluttiest days for the both of us hunting together) My regular side-kick (besides my man) is the most promiscuous, successful bottom-hunter I have ever met. He only tops and prefers it bare and claims that 'only topping' has kept him from converting.... my greatest fun comes from 'bringing him TRIBUTES', sacrificial guys to breed. The problem is, he has virtually done EVERY hot bottom in town. But sometimes I SCORE POINTS when I bring him a 'newbie' and they hit it off, fuck like animals the whole night for all I care... I get turned on when I know my top-bestie has played all night when I pop over. Most of his tricks are total strangers (to me), typically one sometimes two guys, and he typically says: "Why you still have your clothes on?" Sometimes I'm surprised seeing a now-grown-up, former twink I slobbered over in the 1990s to 2010 years. As a foolishly committed 'monogamist' back then, they were 'forbidden fruit'! Fucking stupid of me! I had a crush on one who had a huge following as an internet jerker. He is still hot as fuck but has become an insatiable party-whore with too much baggage for me. And here I see him and these other former crushes buck-naked, being raw-dogged by my buddy, posing shamelessly in amateur bb-porn. The more action he gets, the more it turns me on. Yesterday morning I came over when one of his 'toy-friends' was still naked with a boner, but getting ready for work. I took my clothes off before sexy James even left or got dressed! "DAY SHIFT TAKING OVER!" I joked, sucked the cock that just bred James, tasted good, and took my first load of the day up the ass and another all over myself... (he is insatiable and a multi-comer) All between 11 am and 2 pm, before returning to my man and his plans for hook-ups he gathered during the last hours at work. He works Scruff and Grindr and we have a few regulars that pop up as texts and via Facebook messenger. (for today, Saturday I lined up an all-bottom hottie for us both, a 'repeat' for my man, poz, fresh meat for me, a player who takes loads in New York like a champ) We are to tag him when his cheated-on big-dicked top bf thinks he is going to the gym. Too bad the TOP is supposedly 'not fun') As to my bestie, the ALL TOP: It turns him on I get turned on by his promiscuity. Sometimes as we play around he lets me know a 'regular' is coming or a trick from Scruff. I typically want him to breed the dude by himself and rush to clear the playing field. (me being 'ALL TEAM', the opposite of typical CLINGY, NEEDY and jealous bottom turns my bestie on, he told me) It's actually exciting for me, living vicariously through the most popular top on the block or really IN TOWN (don't know how to verify that claim, but I KNOW he is top-league). Lately though when I was anxious to leave, he has stopped me and told me to 'stick around'... he said: "Maybe we can take turns on him or I'll fuck you both!" Whoring out a top is a very hot fetish... and creates more colorful variations and combinations! I encourage it!

I didn't see grandad after that - he must have left while I was busy. Bill thought it was hot that he had fucked me and made me bend over the counter so he could fuck my cummy arse and shoot his load after a few thrusts as he was so excited. I cleaned up and left at the end of my shift. It was a warm night and still quite light, so I headed down to the park intending to sit by the lake and relax after the tense day I'd had. What would I do when I saw grandad next? Would I let him fuck me again? After a while, I needed a piss. There was an old, brick toilet set back amongst the trees. I went up the overgrown path and into the gloomy doorway. It smelled of damp and piss and was lit by a stained window high up near the roof. There was a narow space with a long porcelein urinal with cubicles behind it. As I entered three guys who had obviouly been playing broke apart in panic, one of them a bald little guy comically trying to drag a threadbare pair of trousers up over his bare arse. They looked at me guiltily until I smiled, went over to the porcelein urinal and unzipped my cock. It was semi-hard and I felt them relax as they saw it. The short, balding man lowered his trousers again. His lower body was flabby, hairless and slug-like in the gloom and his cock was small and flaccid. He turned and bent over. To my surprise, his buttocks had no muscle, just flabby sacks between which his hole gaped wetly with lube. Ignoring me, one of the other men went over, levered out his cock and slid it into the proferrred hole with a sigh of satisfaction, and began to thrust slowly in and out. The other two came over and closed in on me. One had greasy, curly black hair and a lazy eye, the other was tall, very thin and bald and I could see his veins knotted around his arms and the calves below his shorts. "Hey." Said the guy with the greasy hair. "Nice cock you got there", and he licked his lips lewdly at me. The other guy said nothing, but encased my cock in his boney fingers and rubbed it gently until it was hard. I was excited, but also scared. What if someone came in? Nearby, the small guy was bending over and sobbing as he was fucked, and I distinctly heard him whisper "Oh yeah!..please!..give me your poz load!" I felt the hairs rise on my neck as I realised how depraved these guys were, but I could move or resist. The thin guy released my cock and fumbled with my belt. "W..w..wait "I gasped. " I'm not sure..." The greasy haired guy nuzzled my ear and carressed my cock. "Easy..no one's going to hurt you...you want to play don't you?" My trousers fell to the wet floor, and the thin man dragged my underpants down with them. Before I could protest, the greasy haired guy bent forward and took my cock into his mouth. I gasped at the sensation and couldn't help pushing it further in. The thin guy took my neck, turned my head and smiled at me. His teeth were black and filthy, and I could see crusty sores in the corner of his mouth. He took my hand and encircled it around his thick, surprisingly long cock. I looked down at it, and noticed the upper shaft and head had a number of angry red warts and his pee-hole was drooling some kind of slimey discharge. I tried to back away, but my resolve was going as the man sucked my cock and I watched the little man being sodomised. Suddenly, the top grunted and came in him. He sighed happily and slid it out. The shaft was cummy and slimey and the small man's gaping hole glinted wetly, drooling cum as he straightened up. "You like that, don'tcha? "Whispered the thin man. "Yeah, you want some dirty cock." Oh god. I thought. This was bad news. Goodness knows what diseases these guys were carrying. "Show us you want it." He said, and offered me his cock to suck. I bent forward, feeling the shaft and the warts encrusting it, and hesitated. But he thrust his hips forward and that disgusting cock slipped into my mouth. "Yeah, " He whispered. "Suck it, bitch. " I felt a hand slide over my bottom, and then the greasy haired guy dropped to his knees, clamped his mouth to my arsehole, and slid his tongue up inside. I was shocked, and embarrassed as I hadn't cleaned out before I left the sauna, but he didn't seem to mind the slime inside and pulled my hips back into his face. To be continued....

Josiah had come over after his girlfriend had dumped him. She had said he was too sensitive and not aggressive enough in bed. I was a bit shocked. He asked if he could crash on my couch for tonight and I let him. He knew I was gay and never seemed to have a problem with it at all so I thought nothing of it. Then about 20 minutes after I had gone to bed he sneaks into my room and when I ask him what he needs he says he just needs to be held. I warned him that I was naked under the blankets. He shrugged and then removed his clothes. I was shocked, I had never seen him completely naked and it was a glorious thing even in my barely lit bed room. He then picked up the covers and laid done in front of me obviously wanting to be the little spoon. He grabbed my arm and drug it over his chest so I was holding him. I tried to keep my crotch and throbbing new erection away from this muscular ass as I wasn’t sure that would go well. But he wasn’t having that either. He backed into me and told me to hold tight and drape my leg over him. I told him it might not be a great idea for a gay man to do that. He told me, just lay ur boner in my crack for now and hold me tight please. So I did. And I lay there pulsing precum into my friends ass crack while holding his muscular body tight. He was humming and seemed content. He then asked me “can u sleep like this? Am I too hot temp wise, or do u need to get off first?” “Your temp is great, but you moaning and squirming is probably gonna keep me up If I don’t get off. As I’m sure u can tell I’m slowly coating ur ass in my precum.” “It feels good, if u need to cum just do whatever u need, I’m not letting go till morning.” “U want me to fuck you?” “I’ve never had a real guy do it, only toys, and u don’t have to, u can cum in my crack or on my back, but I’m not letting u go.” In that moment I slid my cock down his crack and jabbed at his entrance. He just kept humming a squirming as normal, no pull away, no body wince. So I pushed forward with my precum covered dick and his ass gave me some entrance. He jumped a bit at that, but made sure to put himself back as soon as he could to make sure I knew I had permission. I was pumping so much precum at that point it kept making it easier to inch forward. Between my precum and the ass juices I was starting to dig out of him his ass was giving into me. His humming changed into moaning as I was fucking him. Once everything felt slick enough I bottomed out in him. I am not small and pretty thick. He gasped but didn’t move. His ass started to vibrate in its attempt to adjust and that was all I could take. I flooded his hole with my 3 day load. He hummed and I could feel him smile and hold me tighter. “Leave it in and go to sleep now Ryan.” He said. The next morning I expected him to be gone, but he wasn’t. We had separated in our sleep, but he still had a hand on my stomach and an ankle crossing mine. I had to pee so I got up and ran to the bathroom when I came back he was laying there, I asked if I could take his pic with my phone as a memory, he said yes but he didn’t want it to be over or just a memory.

I had been waiting patiently for my sons 18th birthday. It was finally almost here. Two more days. Two more days till he would finally be of some use to me. Until now the pathetic little emo brat had been nothing but a burden. But in two days he would finally start fufilling some purpose and no longer be a total waste of his daddy's cum. Granted, I had only had to look after him for the last two years, but it was a hassell. I knocked his mother up when were 17. I tried to make her get an abortion, but her parents wouldn't let her. Some religious bullshit reason. When I was 18, I was sent to prison for 15 years for armed robbery trying to get money to take care of the "accident". So yea I blamed him for being incarerated. Prison changes you. I entered as a teenage punk and left a hardened ex-con. The first five years I was a prison bitch, owned by the toughest fucker in the joint. He claimed me the second day I was in there, raping me in the showers. For five years I gave up my pussy to him and anyone he sold me to. Then he got shanked in the yard. Another guy tried to claim me, but I was older, wiser, and stronger. I fought for myself this time, and earned some respect. Soon I had my own prison pussy, a scrawny little bitch. I owned him until I was released. When I got out, I was able to find a shitty job and managed to find a dump of a trailer to live in. That's when the bitch showed up on my steps with our kid and his suitcase. She just dumped him with me and took off with some bikers. I could have just kicked him out on the street, but he was my blood. And like I said, prison changes you. I had developed a taste of hot boy ass, and the power of owning it. So I took him in knowing he'd be legal in two years. Now the wait was almost over. The cumstain had no idea what his future was going to hold for him. I had been planning and preparing for this day. I had saved up and bought a state of the art digital camera, knowing it was an investment for what I was going to make off the boy. The morning of his birthday, he came out to the living room to find me sitting in my chair, smoking, wearing just a pair of dirty boxerbreifs, my chest and arms of prison tatoos on full display. He started to get some cereal in the kitchen, but I called him over. "Its your birthday son," I started. "I have a little present for you." I handed him a glass pipe with some crystals in it. Now, I know he's done drugs. I've smelled pot and alcohol on him many times. But I don't know what else he's done. I knew he knew what I had just handed him. "Go ahead son, you're a man now. Join Daddy in a smoke." He was a little hesitant, but I pushed it up to his lips and lit a lighter, melting the crystals. He took a big bit, coughing out a large white cloud. "Go ahead, take another one son." I encouraged him. He took another big hit, not coughing so much. I kept encouraging him to take more, and the dumb bitch didn't even realize I wasn't hitting it. After his 6th big hit, the pipe was empty and he flopped back on the couch. I knew he was flying, and I knew it was time for his real present. He wasn't wearing a shirt or shoes, so it was really easy to rip his jeans and underwear off of him. "What the fuck Dad?" he started, but a couple hard slaps across his face silenced him. "Shut the fuck up boy!" I ordered him. "The free ride is over. From now on you're going to earn your existence!" His skinny,pale body was no match for my pumped up muscles. I had had him naked and on his stomach before he knew what hit him. Ripping off my shorts I lined up my hard 8 inch cock up to his hole, and spit a couple loogies on my dick for lube. Holding his shoulders down I forced my cock in his virgin hole as hard as I could. He howled as I breached his ass ring, pushing my mushroom head into him and continuing till I was buried to my balls. I felt a warm wetness surround my cock as his cherry was ripped apart. He thrashed and cried beneath me begging for me to stop. I just started fucking him hard and deep, loving the red that covered my dick everytime I pulled out. God damn it was nice to have some hot boy ass again! I was going to make him a great whore. I pulled all the way out, looking at his busted open pussy, red oozing out of it, and rammed back in to the hilt, causing more howling from the cunt. I just kept on pounding his new pussy over and over. Eventually he quieted down and actually started moaning, and soon was pushing his ass back on me. "That's right boy. Ride your daddy's cock. Feel good boy? That's the cock that made your worthless life bitch. But now you have a purpose! You're going to be my whore and make daddy lots of money!" He just moaned beneath me as I talked dirty to him. "That's right bitch, moan for me. I know your faggot ass loves it. This is why you were born! Now take my cum. Take your daddy's cum in your whore cunt!" I pumped my son full of my cum as his pussy milked me dry, sucking my sperm deep in his guts. When I finished breeding his new cunt, I unloaded with a torrent of piss, making him my urinal. "Don't worry about school, I said, pulling out of him as his ravaged hole leaked piss and cum, "you won't be going there anymore. You'll be too busy working for me!" I turned off the camera knowing I had something totally hot to sell on the internet.

This bareback bottom has been taking bare cock since I first felt one in me 20 years ago. Now, I am on the verge of actively seeking undetectable loads. Seems my tastes have changed or progressed.

A big thanks to the guys who write stories. This one is for all of you who inspire me to do filthy unspeakable things. Chapter I. My boy and I had been through a lot of ups and downs in our six years together. We’d fucked around with a bunch of guys, sometimes friends, sometimes strangers. We’d played separately and together and it was always a blast, until we both hungered for something more. We were both in our early twenties and we each had a hard, gym-toned body for which guys in the bars would go crazy. We’re both pretty versatile, but I’ve had more experience topping than he has. As nice as his hard dick is, it would be a shame not to share his ass. Our play got more and more risky, and more and more thrilling, and eventually we started playing around bareback. We found ourselves on a mattress surrounded by a bunch of POZ strangers. Between the two of us, we must have had ten POZ loads dripping out of our bare NEG holes. That was as out-of-hand as things got, and it sort of freaked me out more than it did him. We went to more than a handful of these parties and made friends with some of the regulars. Some guys at the group parties were POZ, some NEG, and some not even sure of their status. One night we wound up at a two-floor house party. Somehow we got separated, and he ended-up upstairs at the bottom of a pile of sweaty guys taking load after load, while I ended-up on the second floor topping a group of three bottoms, all of whom were chasers, and all of whom begged to be POZZED. Afterwards my boy and I enjoyed telling each other what we had gotten up to that night and ended-up giving each other a hard fuck. It was great, until a few weeks later when my boy came down with a really nasty cold. After he had the shakes for a few days, it dawned on me that one of those anonymous loads he had taken at the last party might well have been POZ and it might have taken. I got scared and we went to the clinic to get tested. (What happened there is another story!) Anyway, turned out that he was NEG, and after a few months, we got tested again. Still NEG. The experience really seemed to change things, and we settled down a bit and sort of lost interest in sleeping around. I decided the best way to keep both of us NEG and safe was to propose to him. He accepted, agreeing that we had been playing with fire. We started making wedding plans and agreed to live monogamously. We thought about having a joint bachelor party, but decided it might be best to celebrate separately and then have a big reception together. We picked our “best men,” mine was an ex from college, Carl, who was a good friend, but just a friend. My boy’s “best man” was Jim, a hot hunk of a guy both of us had fucked and been fucked by, but their friendship stopped being sexual back during the big POZ scare. I went out with my ex to make plans over a few beers with Carl. Over dinner, we decided to play it more-or-less tame and we planned to go to a Go-Go Bar and get a lap dance with some of the guys from our seedier days. Jim came over to our apartment to make plans with my boy. I got back to the apartment and, upon letting myself in, I heard Jim and my boy carrying on. They had both had a lot to drink and were slurring their words. Jim kept egging my boy on saying, “Come on. It’s your last big bash! It may be your last chance to get IT. Let’s just have a crazy gangbang and invite all the POZ tops we can find! I know an escort service that would even set us up with a POZ hustler!” My stomach twisted as I realized that’s what they were planning for my boy’s last big bash. I snuck back out of the apartment taking in what I’d just heard. After a few minutes in the hall, I made a show out of unlocking the door and greeting them. My boy was just hanging up his phone, presumably having booked a POZ hustler to breed him at his bachelor party, and hopped up to greet me. I saw his hard-on straining against his pants. He kissed me and wrapped his arms around me. As soon as Jim left, we had great sex, flip-fucking and cumming in each other’s holes. The whole time fucking my boy, I was fantasizing about his POZ hustler, as I suspect, he was also as he clenched his eyes while taking my load. The next morning as he showered, I unlocked his phone and jotted down the last number called, hoping I could contact the escort service and try to pay them off. That afternoon I ducked-out of my office and called the number. A gravelly voice answered, “Big Top Escorts at your service. How can we help you?” I explained my situation, claiming I was a “friend” who wanted to call the whole thing off. The guy on the other end of the line chuckled the whole time. “Well, your ‘friend’ seems to have paid the deposit with his credit card already, and we’ve book a very especially gifted date for his party. You’ll have to pay him off if you want to cancel.” I agreed wholeheartedly. When he told me that the deposit was $1,000, I gasped, and pleaded with him to work with me. “Alright, here’s what we can do. If you want to come down here and talk things over, I’m sure we can come to some sort of arrangement.” He gave me an address in a really rundown part of town and without hesitation I hopped in my car. Twenty minutes later, I was literally on the wrong side of the tracks, buzzing an intercom next to a dented metal door with bulletproof glass. Big Top Escorts buzzed me in and I climbed the stairs, trembling with each step. I climbed up several dimly lit flights of creaky stairs until I came to a shoddy door with a hand-written sign scrawled Big Top Escorts. I opened the door and entered a claustrophobic office with one tiny filthy window and a broken metal desk. Behind the desk sat a balding stocky man with a goatee. When he stood him, I realized he wasn’t wearing pants, only boxer shorts. He extended his paw to me and made sure I was the guy who had called earlier. He told me his name was Vinny and that he had a job for me. If I did the job well, he’d cancel the POZ bachelor party for my fiancé, and ignore the deposit fee. I asked what the job was. He grinned and groped himself, “Get me hard.”

I was in my early 20s when I sucked my first cock in a video booth in the back room of a porn shop in downtown Vancouver.

To be in a gang bang with Ed Hunter, Lito Cruz, BJ Slater, Vic Rocco & Drew Sebastian would be my nirvana.

I agree. Good pornography is a boiling brew of male dominance, degradation, and violent penetration. Heterosexuality plays better on screen, mostly because it is better. The necessary inequality is built in to male and female bodies. Payment removes the problem of consent and allows the male star and the director to maximize the exploitation and use of force. And vaginas are perfect, of course, even when they're mainly used as a source of lubricant for anal sex. Fag porn is way too concerned with maintaining the male status of both performers. The power imbalances need to go way up and attention to the fag-female orgasm has to disappear completely. I greatly prefer the man to be much larger, older, and masculine than his fag-victim. Unfortunately, males are much more likely to be similar to each other in stature, so natural physical domination often cannot be achieved. Only degradation and violence can really satisfy. Rough rectal intercourse is painful, so it's harder to get the victim-actors to agree to the necessary abuse. But I think the complete abrogation of maleness required might be a bigger problem for the audience of confused homosexuals who like to think of themselves as men.

if you're the kind of whore that gets fucked by anonymous strangers in darkrooms or public slings why even pretend you're not a cumdumpster. plus that's what all we are to guys that fuck bathhouse bottoms. condoms are for dates and relationships. bathhouse fucktoys are for taking loads.

This morning by my uncle who is my mom's brother and he FUCKIN HOTT! He's 38 I'm 26 and has a 6 year old daughter , I never ever thought I would get fucked by him ! He came over to paint my living room at 9am . I obviously was already prepared and deep cleaned when he got here when I was douching and getting ready I was like why da hell am I doing this if he's my uncle? And another part of me the slutty part of me was like who cares he hott and u always liked him , so he gets here I helped him paint. And he started talking about how he was glad his wife got a new job and all and I was just like boooring cuz i hate the wife she's good looking but annoying. !!!! So an hour goes by and nothing , as this point I'm actually thinking it's NOT happen... So then I just take of all my clothes fuck it. And I reveal to him my nice slim smooth body and nice bubble butt. He doesn't say a word and carries me to the couch and lays me down and starts kissing me all over my body and sucking on my nipples. Then opens my legs n starts eating me out for a good 5 mins . Then he gets undressed nice hairy fit body and big dick about 8ish and uncut and thick . I suck him off for 5 mins . Then he puts me doggy style in the couch and sticks it in raw . He fucks me in that position for a good 5 mins then makes me ride him for another 5 mins and again doggy style and gives me a load deep in me . He then fucks me another 3 times after we are done he makes me promise not to tell his wife or my mom , his sister I tell him all good I won't tell as long as we do it more times .

I was a late starter - first time was at 24, by a she-male in Singapore. Far too much beer involved ... ended up bare, after the condom split!!! 🤔 Wish I'd started a lot sooner, but being gay was taboo then, esp in the armed forces.

Wow thank you kind sir! Pig on!

I am open about my HIV. I've talked to 100s of guys in chat rooms about it, single and married, and without exception, they all contacted me FIRST. I know of no other disease where people are so curious and eager to get infected. I meet with as many as I can. either local guys or visitors. Once HIV gets into your brain, there's absolutely no stopping it. I know because it happened to me. I lifted my ass for every bare cock I could find, at baths, ABSs, and gay parties (omg, there were a lot of those) hoping they would infect me. It was obsessive, and it has not stopped.

Mathematics professor

This two-part story from Usenet's alt.sex.stories.gay, posted in 1999, still gets me hard. It was a shame that it was locked away in Google Groups. Bringing it out into the light of the web seemed like a good idea. The original post is viewable here. I did not write this story, but I did correct some typos. * * * t had been forty five days and we still hadn't gotten orders to pull into port. Day after day, all we saw was water. Every now and then, the powers that be in the Navy saw fit to at least pull within sight of land, cruel people that they were. Through out the ship, you couldn't go to the head without interrupting some poor sailor trying to bust a nut while reading some porno mag. Hell, guys no longer cared if you knew what they were doing. They would just continue to jack off even if you were in the next stall. This made it all the worse for me. I kept wanting to tell the guy next to me that I could take care of that for him, but didn't dare. So, while he slapped his pud looking at some girlie mag, I did the same thing fantasizing about sucking his dick....not very satisfying. It was another one of those days at sea. Hot and humid so that no one felt all that up to doing a lot of work. Every head on the ship was fill with the smell of hot cum from all the jacking off that was being done. By the time night fell, I couldn't sleep from the raging hard on I had and couldn't get rid of. It was 0230 and I decided to go out for a walk. I headed out to the fantail to talk to the watch. When I got there, I found BMSN Kurtz with the midwatch. "Hey Kurtz," I said. "Hey." he replied, "you know your not supposed to be out here don't you?" "Like anyone gives a shit this time of night." I snorted. "What has you up at this time of night?" he asked. I boldly replied, "Too fucking horny to sleep!" "Ain't we all," He laughingly replied grabbing his cock through his dungarees. When he did, I noticed that it was hard and from what I could tell fairly large. I grabbed my own hard cock and said, "looks like we both have the same problem and I don't know about you but the hand just ain't cuttin it any more. We better pull into port soon or I may just have to jump overboard." I then kept my hand on my crotch and continued to rub my swollen member. I looked down and Kurtz was doing the same. I took a chance and reached out and grabbed his crotch. "Maybe we could help each other out?" I inquired hopefully. The moonlight was just bright enough to see the eagerness in Kurtz's eyes. He quickly said, "Meet me on the mess decks after my watch!" then grabbed my cock and gave it a squeeze. O245, an hour and fifteen minutes until I would finally have some relief. I knew exactly where we could go too. Being an CIWS Firecontrol Tech., we could go up to the CIWS control room. It was out of the way and we were unlikely to be disturbed. Besides, I knew how to block the door so we wouldn't get caught. The time passed slowly. My cock was aching in my dungarees. Finally, at 0403 Kurtz walked into the mess decks. I just smiled, got up and said follow me and headed for the 04 level. I made sure we were seen by as few people as possible as we went. Finally, we arrived, I used my key to unlock the control room and we quickly got inside. Once inside I quickly rigged the door so that it wouldn't open.When I turned around, Kurtz was standing with his pants around his ankles and a gorgeous 9 inch cock standing at attention in good old Navy fashion. I dropped to my knees and immediately started to suck him. "Oh fuck yeah, suck my cock bitch," Kurtz said as I went down on his prick. "Yeah, you suck it better than my girl friend." Taken aback I stopped and said, "You're straight!?" "Yeah, but when you're in need, who am I to turn down an offer. Besides you're not the only guy on this ship who sucks a little cock now and then. I know several who keep me from going crazy on these long cruises." With that explanation, I returned to the cock in front of me. As I sucked it, I worked my own dungarees off so that I could stroke my own cock while I worked on his. "Yeah, my daddy was in the Navy and he told me all about you sea bitches. He said I shouldn't be afraid to let one of them satisfy me in the absence of a woman," he said as I deep throated his dick. "Too bad you don't have a pussy though, cause what I really want is a good fuck!" "You could fuck my ass if you want," I said with just a little bit of pleading in my voice. "No shit?" Kurtz exclaimed. "No shit," I answered and then opened a cabinet and pulled out a jar of petroleum jelly. I open the jar and started to gease up Kurtz's pole. Then, I took some and worked into my ass with my finger. My ass was really tigh from not beign fucked for so long and so I tried to loosen myself up a little before I had to take Kurtz's big cock. Kurtz however was too impatient. He grabbed me and bent me over the small table we have for shematics and manuevered behind me. I felt his cock slide between the cheeks of my ass and straight for my tight hole. With one shove, he buried his cock deep in my ass. Pain exploded through my ass but it soon subsided and I began to enjoy the feel of this man's 9 inch prick filling my shit hole. Kurtz began to fuck me with a slow steady rhythm. "Yeah, take that cock. Yeah, fell that big dick in your tight sea pussy. Dad told me that there were guys like you on every ship but you're the first one I have found." I just listened and moaned. I couldn't believe how good his cock felt in my ass. He was just using my ass for his own pleasure and I was loving it. I reached down between my legs and began to beat off while I was being fucked. I still had vaseline on my hand so I used it to grease my own prick. I then matched my strokes with his. His cock was so big, it felt like I was being impaled. Each stroke into my ass caused his prick to hit my prostate. When it did, electricity would run through my body and my cock would jump. Kurtz was no longer telling me about what his father had told him about fucking men at sea but instead was just grunting. This grunting animal who was fucking my ass wa amazing. He jsut kept going and going. In and out his cock continued to work on my ass. I had to stop jacking off because I din't want to cum until I felt Kurtz blow his load inside my guts. Besides, I also didn't want to have my ass emptied of his dick any time soon. All good things mys come to an end though. After a half an hour of having my ass pounded by this hung young boatswains mate, he began to pick up the pace. He also started to fuck me harder. Ahe fucked me harder and faster, he started telling me that he was going to cum. He said, "Yeah, I'm gonna fill that ass of yours with a huge load of my jizz." Finally, as I began to fee like I couldn't take any more, I felt his cock sell inside me. With a massive shove, he buried his cock as far inside me as he could. Kurtz let out a loud moan and I felt the first jet of his spunk hit the walls of my ass. After a few more squirts, Kurtz pulled his cock back and once again slammed into my ass. This caused my own cock to start shooting my own wad onto the floor under the table. As I came, Kurtz started once again to fuck my spasming ass hole using it to milk the final drops of cum from his cock. When he was done, he grabbed a rag that was nearby, wiped the last of the vaseline from his cock. As he pulled up his pants, he slapped me on my ass and said," I think I have found me my sea pussy. From now on you will be mine to use when ever we are at sea." I didn't move. I just laid there bent face first over the table with my ass twitching from the fuck I just got. Then as Kutrz got the door open and left, smile worked its way across my lips. Never more would I have to worry about getting blue balls at sea.

The second part is here. * * * After two months at sea, we finally pulled into a port. Unlike most of the rest of the crew, however, I was not hard up to get laid. For the last two weeks, Seaman Kurtz and I had been getting together so he could fuck my ass and me loving every one of his nine inches he would shove into my ass. As we pulled into Pearl Harbor, I began my plans to head to this book store I had heard about down on Hotel street. The story I had been told said that there was an adult book store with a back room full of mini theaters where guys cruised. I couldn't wait. I figured I wasn't the only gay sailor who had heard about this place and since we were just one ship from an entire battle group pulling into Hawaii, I had high hopes for the evening. Once docked, wasted no time getting to Hotel street. I worked my way down the street until I found the book store I wanted. I picked out a movie that I found particularly hot and went to the back to my "assigned room." The back room consisted of about 45 smaller rooms, each with a TV. As I wandered through, I saw that about half of them were full and of this 20 or so rooms, more than half of the guys in them were sailors who had left their doors open just a little or they were checking out the place like me. One of the men walking around caught my eye. He was about six feet tall, with sandy blond hair. It was too dark to see his eyes clearly but I would have bet good money they were blue. What really caught my attention though was the huge bulge in his nylon running shorts, pushing up against the fanny pack around his waist. He noticed my very obvious stare and motioned for me to follow him. We went into what I took to be his "room". Once inside, I sat on the love seat provided and reached to pull down his shorts. Underneath, he was wearing a jock strap that couldn't contain the nice 8 inch cock poking out of the top of the pouch. I leaned forward and started chewing on the shaft of his dick through the material of his jock strap. I tasted cum as I did this and figured that this guy must where this when he jacks off on the ship. The taste of the dried cum on his jock strap made me yearn for the fresh stuff. So, with my teeth, I pulled the pouch of his supporter down off his cock and then wrapped my lips around his throbbing cock. I inhaled, taking in his strong manly smell. Not a dirty sweaty smell but a hot sexually excited smell. It drove me wild and I started to deep throat his cock. He didn't say a word, he just tilted his head back and moaned as I worked on his stiff prick. His meat tasted great. I began massaging his balls as I fucked his dick with my mouth. With my other hand, I reach between his legs and began to search for his tight little ass hole. He moaned loudly when I found it and started massaging it with my finger. I was surprised to find he had lube it up, obviously hoping to have something in it before the night was over. I wasn't about to let this guy's cock out of my mouth though. To appease him though, I took my finger and slid it into his waiting hole. Another loud moan escaped his lips. I took this to mean I was free to continue. I went back to deep throating this man's shaft. Each time I went down, I let his cock slide down my throat. At the same time, i would slide my finger as deep into his ass hole as I could. Soon however, it became obvious one finger wouldn't satisfy this young man. I moved another finger into position and started using two fingers to fuck his ass. After about five minutes, his legs began to quiver. I pushed my fingers in as deep as I could and started massaging his prostate. I also picked up the pace on his cock. My ministrations were soon rewarded. With a loud moan, I felt his sphincter tighten around my fingers. My other hand felt his balls draw up as his cum began to shoot into my mouth. This was definitely one of the sailors in my battle group because he let loose into my mouth a huge wad of cum. My mouth eagerly worked to swallow every drop of his seed, not wanting to waste a drop. As his orgasm subsided, I continued to suck his prick. To my surprise, he stayed hard as a rock. "Man that was great, but now I really want to get fucked!" he pleaded. I stood and removed my own shorts. While I did, he reached into his fanny pack and removed a bottle of astroglide. He squeezed some out into his hand and began to rub it onto my cock. He then turned around and bent over giving me access to his smooth well shaped butt. I reached out and spread his ass cheeks and put the head of my cock next to his ass hole. I then started pushing the head in nice and slowly. Since, my cock is really thick, I went slowly, enjoying the fell as this guys ass opened to let me in. Once the head was in, he pushed back and I felt his hot moist hole envelope my dick. It felt great. I started to slowly thrust in and out of his tight hole. "You like that dick?" I asked. "You been waiting for this for a long time, huh?" "Oh yeah!" he answered. "All those weeks at sea you been dreaming about getting your hole filled by a big fat cock like mine. Having it ream you out real good." I went on. "Yeah dude, I wanna be fucked real hard! I want you to drill me with that fat meat of yours!" He responded. It was at this time, I noticed he had left the door ajar and we were being watched. A young marine was standing in the doorway with his eye to the crack watching me fuck this guy. "Come on in," I said. The marine was about 19 years old, black, wearing nylon sweats. At least for the first few seconds he was hearing them. Then, they were off, exposing a huge 12 inch monster cock. The guy I was fucking grabbed it and immediately started sucking it. It was so big, he couldn't get it more than half way in his mouth. The sight of him trying though really got me hot. I began to fuck him really hard forcing him to moan. I felt him flex his ass hole squeezing my cock tight. Soon, he had me coating the inside of his ass with my load. I wasn't about to leave though until I saw this guy get fucked by our young black marine friend. I pulled my dick from his ass and motioned for the marine to take my place. I took the lube from the table and squeezed some onto his foot long prick. I could barely get my hand around it as I greased it up. I then aimed it towards the other guys waiting hole. My own ass hole twitched as I watched the head of the marines dick disappear into his ass. Slowly, the marine worked his huge prick into the other sailor's ass until he had nearly two thirds of it buried into him. Then he began to pump it in and out of his ass. I watched as each stoke went deeper and deeper until the entire length of this guys cock was inside. "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me!" the sailor was moaning as he was impaled by the marines cock. The marine was taking long full strokes, each time burying his prick deep inside the sailors ass. Suddenly, the sailor let out a yell and the TV screen was splattered with his cum as it flew three feet across the room from his cock. Having come twice, he begged the marine to stop and let him have a break. "You want my ass while he rests?" I offered. Yeah, man," he replied. I grabbed the lube and greased up my ass. As I did I was thankful that I had recently been fucked by Kurtz, who was no slouch when it came to cock size. As it was, I had to go real slow to accomidate this marines horse cock. Once he had it in though, I was in extasy. His huge member felt like it was going through me. It was filling my ass like it had never been filled before. Soon, I was bouncing back on his cock trying to get every inch I could inside me. His huge balls which I hadn't noticed at first were swinging up and slapping against mine with each thrust. "Fuck me harder!" i groaned. "You like that big black cock don't you white boy," the marine said, shoving his cock harder into my ass. "You never had a cock this big huh?" "No, it feels great!" I grunted. "Fuck me, dude. Fuck me hard!" He obliged, slamming his cock hard and deep into my hole. His started thrusting his hips hard and fast, never pulling too far out of my ass. My ass was on fire as he impaled it again and again. Then, it felt as if his cock got even larger. He reached around and started pinching my nipple as he started rabbit fucking me and saying, "I gonna fill that white ass of yours with black marine cum man. Are you ready, are you ready man!!!" As he came he pinched hard on my nipple and I felt his cock spasm inside me. While he came, he continued to thrust his cock in and out of my ass. It felt like his cock jumped with each jet of his come and I would swear he filled me with nearly a quart of cum. Finally he stopped and pulled his dick from my ass. As he did, I felt my well stretched ass ooze with some of the cum he had just shot into my ass. I sat down, momentarily spent from such a massive reaming. The marine just reached over, grabbed some kleenex to wipe the lube from his cock, got dressed and left. The other sailor and I just sat and rested our tortured ass holes for awhile before we went out to find some more action. After two months at sea neither one of us was ready to go home.

Yes the dark room is pitch black (the clue is in the name I guess). @ballpumper is spot on. No drama, no chat. The condom ‘broke’ and I fucked him nice and deep until I came in him. If you want condoms don’t go in dark rooms and offer your lubed arse for daddy bears to ride. 😈

I was @Steamworks Toronto last night for LIGHTS OUT. Totally dim and darkroom-like sex club. Love it! But you get guys flashing their red lights in darkrooms. I protest loudly to them to shut the damn things off. Darkrooms are supposed to not be illuminated, that's why they're called DARK rooms!!! You'd think guys would get that, and not interrupt hot bb sex happening in darkrooms. Just my 10 cents.

If a bottom is bent over in a total dark room then the bottom takes whatever is offered! For a bottom in a dark room to reach around and try to put a condom on a top is RIDICULOUS!!! I also agree with @skinster that talking in a darkroom about being safe is ridiculous and no phone screen lights and also fit bits on wrists make a lot of light in a total dark room!

Part 40 - Franco Returns Sandra turned and kissed her son and Tony as they returned from picking up their morning suits for the wedding, for Harrison this was quite a large affair as Sandra was still top dog on the social scale in town. Since the wedding was taking place at Adam's parents large country house in Harrison they were staying there until they left for Barbados. Mark as usual had arranged everyone's flight including Steve and Callum's from Barbados, they had touched down 1 hour a go and where on their way in the airlines car towards Harrison, they had been invited to stay at Adam's family home since the house Adam and Tony owned in Larchmont would be occupied by Nicky and Kit with their children along with Sam. Angelo's house was occupied by him and Ethan along with Daniel, Jordan, Josh and Bobby. Maddy, Lucy and the two David's were staying in NY at the Chatwell hotel which Mark had arranged. Franco was also going to be staying with Angelo and Ethan whilst Ben and Mark were staying at his mother and step fathers place in Harrison. That Friday evening everyone had arrived and they were due to meet a 7pm at the restaurant in the Larchmont marina for a kind of rehearsal dinner as Sandra was very traditional in that respect and insisted on it happening. She had booked out one half of the restaurant guessing 25-30 guests would be enough as it was close family and friends only. Adam and Tony had kept quiet about Nicky and Sam attending the wedding as he didn't want word to get out to quickly. Bu Sandra knew Madeline Davenport was coming which was a massive coup in her social standing. Guests had started arriving and Sandra with Adam's father Brad were hosting as guests arrived and taking them towards the sectioned off part of the restaurant. The owners of the restaurant had come in specially as they had glimpsed the guest list seeing Madeline and Davenport with their son Mark and his husband Ben. They knew they had to impress and greeted them warmly as they arrived, David Davenport turned to the owner and told him no expense spared and he will take care of the bill authorising his credit card. Sandra reappeared and greeted the Davenports and Salingers as they arrived together, she still couldn't fathom out how Adam and Tony had got into such a circle of influential people, she returned still shaking her head in joy when she spotted Ethan walking in the door, she ran over to hug him then looking over his shoulder she stopped in shock seeing Nicky and Kit walking in. Suddenly the mysterious question marks on the guest list made sense. Ethan chuckled "Sandra let me introduce you to Nicky, Kit their children and Sam Smith". "Oh wow, oh go, oh wow, how lovely to meet you" Sandra said somewhat tongue tied. "And Angelo who you know" Ethan said. It was a surreal evening and she felt like she would need to keep pinching herself to make sure it wasn't a dream. Adam had already explained that in small town Harrison his mother was top dog in the ladies circle to Nicky, Maddy and Lucy, all three of them knew the importance of appearance and had chatted away with Sandra and doing what they could by making sure they had Bobby take a photo of the 4 of them together after the wedding. It was a rowdy rehearsal dinner and evening but everyone had a great time, Sandra went over to the head waiter asking to settle up the account but the owner intervened and told her that everything had already been taken of. When probed the owner declined to reveal who had paid, Sandra returned and Adam seeing a confused look asked her what was wrong, after she explained he saw David Davenport give him a wink. Adam smiled and told her not to worry and not to make a fuss. Both Adam and Tony's parents wee quite emotional throughout the ceremony, the gardens had been infused with white lilies which was Adam's grandmothers favourite flowers and was his choice to remember her by. Steve and Callum sat there holding hands next to Daniel and Jordan, both Adam and Tony would glance at Steve and Callum and smile. The rest of the group had already picked up that something was going on with these four, only Franco seemed a little out of the picture since only just re-joining his gay family as he called it. Still hurt and upset by Joaquim he had put his straight barrier back up although he knew deep down he enjoyed the company of guys, he had a lot of love and admiration for Josh and couldn't help wondering if they would have been together now if he had only let Josh in at the time. Bobby had his photographer there and rounded up all the guys for a family picture which took half an hour to get everyone in place, little did they know that they would have to retake the family photo at another wedding as was destined to grow again. For now that Bobby stood with Josh and Franco next to Ethan, Angelo, Ben, Mark, Adam, Tony, Steve, Callum, Jordan and Daniel. After the photographer was happy we got the right picture it was Angelo who said that the family was 13 and needed to be 14 looking at Franco. Ethan leaned in to Franco and told and whispered to Franco that they were all on a mission to find him someone, he shook his head and laughed hugging Ethan. "You don't know how much I have missed everyone" Franco said holding Ethan tight. Ethan kissed him on the cheek "Well your coming back and I am excited to have you around again". Franco sighed "My only regret is letting Josh go but my head wasn't in that space at the time". Ethan looked at him "No one could have predicted what was going happen Franco least of all you". Franco nodded "I thought I wanted a Latin boyfriend but I can't trust them after Joaquim" he opened up. "You need someone is more stable no flitting around city to city every day" Ethan said smiling. He smiled back at Ethan "At least we can have some fun trying to find me someone" he laughed. By midnight the wedding party was finally coming to an end and guests were leaving, Ethan had introduced his mother and father to Nicky, Kit and the Davenports as well as Sam, Ellie knew what to expect in 2 months time when her son and Angelo were due to marry. David Davenport had an instant connection with Jack and chatted quite openly about the problems he was facing with their legal counsel and upfront planted the seed that both he and Ethan would make a formidable team working together in LA for him and Angelo's company as well as handling their financial affairs. It gave Jack a lot to think about especially as he knew how upset Ellie got every time Ethan came home and left again, she couldn't let go of him and neither could Jack. As David left Jack he shook his hand and looked him in the eye 'Think about it Jack but don't take to long', Jack already decided that tomorrow he would talk to them all as a family but only if Ethan would agree would they consider it, he wasn't overly sure if Ellie would leave Harrison and then there was Sofie to consider although she too missed Ethan. The following morning bright and early Adam and Tony left for Barbados to spend two weeks at the Salinger Barbados with Steve and Callum, picking up Daniel and Jordan en-route who despite handing over the reigns for a few months decided to spend some time enjoying the sun. Angelo and Ethan were having lunch with Ethan's family and during the time they spent together Jack told them about the offer from David Davenport, Ellie was still mulling things over since Jack had told her before they went to bed and she was adamant that the decision had to be thought out and agreed by everyone. Ethan looked at Angelo who just smiled and he knew that Angelo was fine whatever decision was made, he couldn't help but think this was a mere formality and the decision was partly made. Ethan knew how successful his father was in this area and was constantly turning away contracts as he was so busy, Raffa made sure he kept plenty of business coming his way. Raffa had even told Jack that if he ever moved away he would still refer business to him after the deal was done with Angelo's company, with Ethan working with him they would be able to comfortably manage the workload, he had even thought that Ellie could manage the office and make it a real family business. Ethan agreed to the idea and even his sister was getting excited at the prospect they could move to LA and she could pursue her dancing. As they parted company after lunch Ethan told them to think about it carefully over a few days before making any decision. The flight back to LA went quickly since the group had taken over most of first class they were constantly walking up and down chatting to everyone, for the first time the limos parted ways after passing the East Gate compound of Bel Air going to the respective houses. Franco was excited but one thing still played on his mind and that was Josh, they hadn't really finalised things so Franco took the opportunity on the flight to get him alone for a few minutes. "Josh I'm sorry the way things went with us, you know if I had known then it would be different now" Franco said looking at Josh. Josh sighed "Franco I like you as a friend, but I can't deny how much you hurt me and then go all gay". "I wasn't at the time, but it was that kiss with you that threw my life in turmoil" Franco stared straight ahead. Josh smiled "Did I turn you gay then?" he asked. Franco looked at him and smiled "I guess you did. You and Bobby really serious then?". Josh nodded "He has asked me to marry him and I said yes" he said looking at Franco "I don't want things to be difficult between us". Franco leaned over and kissed him "You will always have a place in my heart Josh" he spoke with meaning "And I want us to stay close friends". Josh nodded and kissed Franco back "Good and I do as well". Franco went and sat next to Bobby and explained things to him, Bobby looked at Franco and smiled pulling him in for a kiss which Franco found strange as he had never kissed a guy with a beard before and giggled every time is brushed his face. Bobby knew all about Josh and Franco's turbulent history and finally understood why Josh fell for Franco, but he found it funnier how much alike he and Angelo were in looks and build and how he got his reputation as a bit of a rough boy in college, but underneath he was a very genuine and kind person. Stefan stood outside in shorts and t-shirt having gone round and given the house one last going over to make it spotlessly clean and after finishing dinner. He had prepared the annexe for Franco and was looking forward to meeting him albeit a little nervous unsure what to expect, all he did know was the was much like Angelo but shorter. The limo turned on to the driveway and pulled up to the house, he suddenly realised that in all his years of doing this job he had never waited outside for his employers to return, but then none had shown him such warmth at welcoming him to their home and allowing him to use the pool and gym when ever he wanted. Ethan was first out and Stefan walked over to help with their bags but he was knocked for six in surprise as Ethan flung his arms around Stefan hugging and kissing him. "Wow that was a nice welcome" Stefan chuckled. Ethan let him go "Oh god sorry, I hope I didn't offend you?" he asked. Stefan smiled "I don't think you could ever offend me Ethan, just took me by surprise" he replied. Angelo walked around "Stefan hope you survived without us" he said kissing him on the cheek. "It was quiet and lonely without you here" he said hugging Angelo thinking this was still strange the way they treated him. Ethan dragged Franco out of the car "Stefan this is Franco" he said spotting the look between them straight away. Franco walked up to Stefan "Hi" was all he could say, his head had been truly turned by Stefan. They shook hands "Great to meet you Franco or can I call you mini Angelo" he chuckled but then went serious. Franco was already laughing "Do that and I will teach you a lesson" he said staring at Stefan. Stefan went round and picked two bags up "I look forward to you trying" he said walking off the house. Franco turned to Ethan "Fuck Ethy he is hot". Angelo gave Franco a gentle kick on the ass "Hands off the staff" he chuckled walking inside. Ethan was watching Franco with a grin on his face "You two didn't waste any time flirting". Franco turned his head sharply to Ethan "Yeah but never have the courage to act on it". Ethan put his arm around Franco and gave him a kiss "He is a really nice person Franco and I think he was a little taken back by you". Franco smiled "Yeah but as Angelo said he works for you so off limits I guess" he said. Ethan walked with him to the house "Would you though, I mean he is way from being a Latino?". "Blah" Franco said "I have decided to expand my horizon" he laughed "I need something reliable". Franco was too tired to eat but wandered around the house for a while approving of the place and how much he loved the interiors, Angelo took him to the annexe where he had his own lounge, bathroom and bedroom. He told Franco to see how he got on in here and if he wanted to he could have a bedroom in the main house. Franco had never had this much room before but he was waning and needed to sleep. "Have you eaten Stefan?" Angelo asked as he wandered back in to the kitchen. Stefan looked over at him "No I will eat after I have finished your dinner" he replied. Angelo shook his head "Nonsense you will dine with us Stefan". "No really Angelo that is not necessary and it is what I am use to" Stefan said plating the salad. Ethan chuckled "Do as he says Stefan you won't win" he picked up a piece of cucumber and ate it. "Hands off" Stefan went to slap his hand but missed and laughed "Okay if you are sure" he said. Angelo fetched a bottle of wine and helped set the table out on the terrace, pouring half a glass for Ethan and one for him and Stefan. They ate and chatted for several hours until Stefan began clearing the table, Ethan got up and helped him carry things back to the kitchen and then returned to the terrace and sat on Angelo's lap kissing him. "I'm tired it's been a long weekend" Ethan said to Angelo running his hands along his muscled arms. Angelo watched Ethan lovingly "I don't care how tired you are" he whispered to him. Ethan's cock was already hard, he looked at Angelo and whispered back to him "Show me how much you love and own me". Angelo stroked the side of Ethan's face "I'm going to do more than own you". Ethan giggled "Fuck I love you so much Angelo you drive me crazy" he said kissing him deep. Angelo picked Ethan up and kissing him they wandered through the lounge and down to the master bedroom. Stefan watched them from the kitchen turned on by how plain and simple their love for each other showed, he missed having a boyfriend and sharing sensual and erotic moments like he had just seen. Shaking it off Stefan knew he had to move on and sort his life out but he wasn't just going to settle for anything he wanted someone to really love and love him and that was the hardest thing to find, but right now he was very happy having found Angelo and Ethan to work for and they had shown him nothing but genuine friendship as well. Angelo lowered Ethan on to the bed their mouths still attached tongues dancing around trying to get the upper hand, whilst he was still not match for Angelo's physique Ethan was still quite formidable pitted against him. It was his ability to hold his own, well nearly, against Angelo but there was never any question who was in charge in the bedroom. Angelo flipped Ethan on to his stomach and pinned him down ripping his underwear off, Ethan giggled in pure delight when Angelo got rough with him but no matter how much he wriggled and tried to manoeuvre away Angelo knew he only had to stick one finger in his ass and Ethan would be subdued. They wrestled around on the bed rolling on top of each other naked, broken up by intense kissing before resuming when Angelo got Ethan in a bearhug on the bed. Ethan groaned in pleasure feeling the arms of his man holding him tight, he allowed him a few minutes of selfish pleasure before resuming his struggle. Angelo telling him to stop struggling and be his bitch, Ethan retorted I ain't not bitch before his head hell forward and he moaned unable to do anything, Angelo had lowered his arm and slipped a finger in to Ethan's ass. Angelo laughed kissing Ethan's head 'I know your weakness baby'. Quickly Ethan was flipped back on his stomach and already Angelo had him pinned down his cock sliding and rubbing against Ethan's hole. Ethan stretched his legs and his toes curled in anticipation, hands grabbing the top of the mattress to brace for impact. Ethan raised his head and moaned feeling his ass stretching open as Angelo's prised his lover open and immersed his cock in one long gentle push until his balls rested on Ethan's ass. He turned his head feeling Angelo's hot breath on his neck and sought his mouth, their lips parting and allowing Angelo's tongue to enter his mouth they melded in to a heap of lust and desire for each other. Angelo secured one arm around Ethan's neck the other around his body, his hips undulating in slow purposeful thrusts to remind Ethan that he belonged to him. Ethan's left arm held Angelo's head, he moaned again this time in a slight pain but pleasurable feeling that he did when Angelo wriggled his hips from side to side, Ethan could feel Angelo's hard cock pushing against the sides of his anal wall causing his nerve endings to tingle in the sensation. Ethan's legs thumping against the mattress until Angelo hooked his feet under Ethan's legs pinning them apart and stopping them from moving. Hs toes seemed to curl in on themselves and he moaned louder, he felt the full weight of Angelo on top of him, his body and legs securely held in place 'Oh Angelo' he moaned pushing his ass up to meet the downward thrusts trying to get more of him inside. Ethan was so turned on and horny he begged Angelo to fuck him harder and he yelped and groaned as he began to feel the speed and intensity increase, they kissed again and looked each other in the eye. Angelo felt tingling in his balls as he seed was on the move, his arm tightened around Ethan's body and he began to quicken the pace of his fucking, breathing hard and kissing Ethan's neck he began to feel the ass tighten around his cock and Ethan cried and moaned as his orgasm took over his body. Angelo could feel Ethan's cum coating his arm that held his boy securely, he gave several hard thrusts and fired his seed with love and purpose in to Ethan. Angelo's ass cheeks clenched with every spasm from his ejaculation jolting his cock and pushing his seed deep in to Ethan. He collapsed on top to catch his breath, he never imagined that sex with Ethan would get even hotter and more intense as their relationship grew in to pure selfless adoration for each other. Ethan stroked Angelo's head 'oh fuck' was all he could say still pinned on the bed and held in Angelo's arms and a big smile on his face. Carefully Angelo pulled his flaccid but still big cock out of Ethan's ass and rolled on to his back, Ethan climbed on top of Angelo and laid there in his arms kissing each other. Tired and exhausted from their weekend they quickly fell asleep. Angelo was up early and went to make a coffee to find Stefan was already up and had a pot of coffee ready and some fruit and yoghurt prepared. Quickly he ate breakfast and poured a coffee and went to sit outside to drink it and enjoy the morning air, he smiled seeing Stefan swimming quite energetically in the pool. "Morning, didn't expect to see you up and around this early" he called out to Stefan. Stefan stopped swimming catching his breath "It's a work day so figured you would be up early". "Thanks for this by the way" Angelo said holding his cup up "Mark and Ben are coming for dinner tonight". Stefan nodded "Anything in particular you would like for dinner?" he asked climbing out of the pool. Angelo shook his head "Oh I don't know what do you suggest?" he was completely lost of ideas. Stefan chuckled "Leave it with me, I will do something healthy" he said drying himself off. "Oh it will be six for dinner, you are joining us as five is an odd number" Angelo said chuckling. "Okay, I know better than to say no to you by now" Stefan laughed and smiled at him. Franco walked out on to the terrace dressed only his boxers "Morning". Angelo looked at him "Franco have some decency and get dressed properly" he said shaking his head. Franco poked his tongue out and took his boxers off "Going for a swim, you coming back in?" he asked Stefan. Stefan was busy looking at Franco's body and the tattoos "Sorry, oh no that's okay I have work to do". Franco shrugged his shoulders "Suit yourself" he replied and dropped his boxers so he was naked and dived in. Angelo smiled to himself he knew Franco enough to know when he was being coy and even more so in Stefan's presence, he said his good bye and went off to kiss Ethan who was still in bed. Stefan had never seen such a developed 20 year old, his tattoos were not erratic but very sensually adorned his youthful body, there was no question he had the hots for Franco but didn't know if it was the roughness of him that he liked and the way he spoke or just that he was a very sexy looking guy. Boundaries Stefan reminded himself, never cross them but he couldn't help smiling as he walked back to his room to shower. "I'm off sexy" Angelo said leaning over to kiss Ethan. Ethan grabbed Angelo to kiss him properly "Wish you didn't have to work today". Angelo chuckled "Keep your eye on Franco today" he said winking at him. Ethan looked at Angelo "Oh you see it as well?" he asked. "See what?" Angelo asked jokingly. Ethan smiled "Franco and Stefan" he replied in a did you not know way. Angelo nodded "Yeah but I don't want Franco to make things difficult with Stefan". Ethan laid back on his pillow giggling "Unless you ban it something it going to happen between them". "Behave you or you will get another pounding tonight" Angelo said kissing him again. "Now your just egging me on to misbehave" Ethan smiled and cosied himself under the duvet. Stefan knocked on the door "Coffee Ethan?" he asked through the door. "God sake Stefan come in, you don't have to ask through the door" Ethan said and Angelo laughed. "See you all later" Angelo said as he left the bedroom. Ethan looked at Stefan putting the coffee down "Stay a while Stefan" he said. Stefan smiled "Okay just for a few minutes" he replied. "Do you mind me asking about what happened you know with your boyfriend?" Ethan asked out of the blue. "No" Stefan replied "after 4 years we found we were not in the same space, we hadn't been for quite awhile". Ethan nodded "That's quite sad and he was a fool to let you go" he said sympathetically. "Yeah, we have not spoken and it was a case of me having to move out quickly" Stefan looked at Ethan. "I am sorry, I wouldn't know how to handle such a breakup" Ethan said putting his cup down. Stefan looked at him "I love him and he still loves me but we would have ended up hating each other, sometimes you know when your not compatible". Ethan leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek "Stay friends with him if you can, I mean look at Ben and me". Stefan raised an eyebrow "I thought you two were inseparable?". Ethan shook his head "When he found out I was gay he was quite harsh to me in many ways but it was down to his own feelings". "What do you mean?" Stefan asked laying back on the bed. Ethan chuckled "He knew he was gay as well and always had a crush on me. I have slept with him many times as we grew up". "And when it was all out did you?" Stefan asked curiously. Ethan laughed "No, we kiss and other stuff but never fuck that's reserved for our lovers". Stefan half smiled "So what about you, I mean is Angelo your first?" he asked with interest. Ethan chuckled "He was my first and took my virginity and owns me" he said laughing. Stefan shook his head "Wow that is so lucky, so was he responsible for you know?". "Yes, the first time, we met on my 18th birthday when I went to the bathhouse" Ethan explained. Stefan looked at him "And your sort of okay with it?" he asked "Sorry I don't mean to be intrusive". Ethan smiled at him "It was more than I bargained for but he stuck by me, a little rocky to start with". "In what way?" Stefan asked. Ethan shrugged "When I fell ill and he cared for me we had a turbulent evening one night". "I wouldn't like to get on the wrong side of him" Stefan joked. Ethan smiled again "Well I did that one night and that's when he told me that he owned me". He continued "Some how I climbed his barriers and got to him, he stuck by me without question". Stefan smiled "I saw the genuine love you have for each other when I first me you both". Ethan laughed "He is an incredible person to be around and in bed with". Stefan stood "Treasure what you have. Thanks Ethan, I needed this chat" he said picking up the empty cup. "You know Angelo thinks of you as part of our family being so close to us" Ethan said watching him. Stefan turned and smiled "Thank you I think" he laughed "just give me time to adapt to working like this". Ethan chuckled "You better adapt quickly at be more at ease with us". Stefan laughed "Is that so" he said "I need to sort dinner out this evening, breakfast is in the kitchen". Ethan and Franco sat in the kitchen having breakfast before they were due to head off and find Angelo and Mark at the office and take Ben and Josh out to lunch. Ethan was due at a lecture the following day to pick up some course work for the next week so he was making the most of his free day. Franco was looking forward to starting work the following week and chose his workspace, by lunchtime Ethan and Ben were stood waiting for Franco to finish with Angelo and Mark. Ethan asked Ben were he fancied lunch and Ben looked at him and said he knew the perfect place to take Franco. Considering they were dressed smartly Ben decided to take the guys for lunch at the Four Seasons Beverly Wilshire. Ben was using the Liongate limo and drive since David and Maddy were out of town for a week, the drive took 20 minutes before they pulled up outside. The door man immediately came over and spoke in his radio recognising the limos plates 'DAVENPORT1', he opened the door and Franco, Josh and Ethan climbed out and he nodded courteously, Ben exited and was greeted as Mr Davenport. The flurry of staff escorting them to a table on the terrace and attending to their every need for an hour made them feel very special but Ben was still down to earth but getting use to this where ever he went now. The head waiter escorted them all back to their limo to find some photographers had turned up being tipped off that the Davenport limo was at the hotel, Ben smiled at them without stopping and got in the limo. "God I hate that part" Ben said resting back in the seat. Ethan chuckled at him "Well you can't stay in the house all the time". Franco plopped himself down in the seat "Your big news Ben everyone still wants you" he laughed. "Our Ben the famous Ben Davenport, you need to change your name" Josh said giggling. Ben smiled "I know but I want to keep my fathers family name as well" he chuckled. By the time Ethan and Franco returned home later in the afternoon Stefan was busy preparing dinner and they both insisted on helping so he gave them the task of setting the table on the terrace and then they could help make an apple pie. Franco helped but wandered off and laid at the edge of the pool after the table was done. Ethan went in and began peeling apples to help make desert, he chuckled to himself catching Stefan glancing at Franco every now and then. "What's so funny?" Stefan asked taking the peeled apples. Ethan went to wash his hands "You" he said splashing water at him from the sink. Stefan chuckled "Why am I so funny all of sudden?" he asked. Ethan contemplated for a moment "Do you fancy him?". "Fancy who?" Stefan made light of the conversation. Ethan smiled and nodded to where Franco was laying "Over there" he looked directly at Franco. Stefan smirked and started chopping the apples "Maybe or maybe not". "There is no maybe about it, I see you and you flirted with each other big time last night" Ethan said. Stefan laughed "Did we indeed, he is nice but boundaries are not crossed" he said returning to his chopping. Ethan picked up a piece of apple and shrugged his shoulders "Find out how he feels". "Here roll the pastry out" Stefan said shaking his head smiling. Ethan cleaned himself up after successfully making an apple pie with Stefan's help and he felt quite accomplished, he wandered out to the pool where Franco was sleeping quite contently. He opened one eye sensing someone was looming over him, he grabbed Ethan's leg trying to put him off balance and sitting up. Ethan retaliated by trying to push Franco in to the pool but he wouldn't budge, Franco rose to his feet with a mischievous grin on his face and Ethan turned to run off but Franco had him and there was no escaping him once he caught you his arms. Ethan struggled to free himself and found he had much more strength now but he could not prise Franco's arms from his body, he squealed for help laughing and could feel himself being dragged back to the pool. Stefan watched from the lounge as he tidied it up turned on by the scene by the pool, there was a big splash as they both fell in to the pool laughing. Angelo had walked in with Ben and Mark, Ben seeing his bestie in trouble tore outside taking his t-shirt and shorts off and jumped in the pool to rescue Ethan. Mark stood there shaking his head laughing "Sorry Stefan unfortunately they misbehave a lot" he said. Stefan laughed watching them fighting in the pool "That's okay it's kind of fun, I miss that in life". Angelo put his arm around Stefan "There is never a dull moment when they are together". "You know Franco is kissing your husband?" Stefan said looking shocked and alarmed. Mark waved his hand "Just be thankful your not their next target" he said chuckling. Stefan grinned "Oh I don't know" he replied laughing "you can but dream". Angelo burst out laughing pushing Stefan towards the pool "Go and rescue Ethan and see what happens". "No, no" Stefan protested anchoring his feet to the floor as best he could "I like to keep some boundary". Mark laughed "They will break any boundary you put up". Stefan dodged the bullet "Right you guys need feeding" he said heading back in to the kitchen. "I hope your joining us Stefan" Mark said walking over to Angelo "Angelo when are we having a pool party?". Angelo shrugged his shoulders "How about Saturday, Daniel and Jordan are in town for a few days". Mark nodded "Excellent I will let Bobby and Josh know, what about your real estate agent?" he laughed. Angelo chuckled "Yeah we can see if he wants to join us". "Oh I will ask Pedro as well since my parents are out of town" Mark suggested and Angelo nodded. Stefan watched Angelo at the pool threatening to take his t-shirt off as he placed the food on the table and Mark wandered back over, both Ben and Franco backed off to the other side of the pool and Angelo leant over and pulled Ethan out. Stefan grabbed some towels and went over handing one to Ethan, Ben was teasing Stefan trying to get him to jump in put he put the towels at the side of the pool and scooted back off to finish getting dinner. Eventually they all sat down for dinner with Ben pushing in to sit next to Stefan with Franco the other side. Stefan laughed and shook his head "I am not sitting in between you two" he said. Ben sniggered "Sorry but your last to sit down so you will have to". Stefan decided to take the risk "Okay" he replied holding his hands up "but no funny business". Ben and Franco grinned at each other patting the seat for Stefan to sit down, fortunately dinner passed without any incidents and realised that all their playfulness they were actually quite grown up when it came to meal times and behaved with perfect respect. Ethan told Stefan to sit down and he would get desert as he made most of it, Angelo looked up in surprise and had to keep asking Stefan if he really did make it, Stefan nodded and said that apart from making the pastry he did most of the work. Mark suggested that Stefan teach them all how to cook, Stefan laughed and said that with these 3 only a mess would get made. Angelo and Mark helped Stefan clean up despite his protest that it was his job but he knew it would be no point discussing the matter when Angelo gave him an end of discussion look. Despite Mark and Ben's house only being a 5 minute walk away it was becoming the norm that they would stay over. In the morning Ben reminded Angelo that Heike was coming over that evening to discuss their designs. It was a calm evening despite the noise from the Ben, Ethan and Franco in the pool, Angelo's test alert went off and saw that Daniel and Jordan were arriving on Friday and staying at the Salinger Los Angeles. Mark sent them a text inviting them to stay at St Pierre. Daniel replied straight away with a big smiling face followed by see you Friday at 6pm.

My experience has been that straight men do not like to wear rubbers. There was this one straight man who I was talking to a few months ago who basically told me he would hurt himself if he was exposed to any stds. I explained to him that stds are not the end of the world and can be treated and that he should be on prep and use condoms if he was this scared of them and did my whole making sure he wouldnt hurt himself check in (as a responsible human being). Anyway long story short, he comes over and gets ready to mount me. I pull out the condom I had run to the convenient store for him (I never keep them in the house because I generally dont use them). He lets me put it on and then starts complaining and whining and begging me to let him breed me. Im looking at him in disbelief because he is the same guy who was saying all those things a few minutes before that. Long story short he pulled off the condom, pushed me down and forced himself in hard (like only a selfish straight man can). he lasted for maybe ten minutes tops and filled me up with a five day load. He has fucked me about a dozen times since, every time raw.

Saturday night in Chicago (Pride weekend) went to bar called Touche. Heavy fucking and sucking in the back room. Lost count of the number of guys that fucked me (probably 10+) and how many loads I took (probably 6+). I am here until next weekend and am planning to go back for more. My partner fucked me twice the next day. He didn’t know I had been loaded until he pulled out and cum poured out of my hole. Time to wash the sheets lol.

PART 3: I drove home from Marcus and Chloe's apartment late in the afternoon, my ass still full of his poz cum. My hole was still wet when I got home so I took a shower and I had to jerk off while replaying last night's and this morning's events. I can't believe that I just let Marcus fuck me while is girlfriend was 15 feet away making our coffees. It was irrational and dangerous, but Marcus was right about me, I'm a whore for his cock. I lose my fucking mind around him. He's this completely straight, hot, hung mixed guy. It just so happens that he can't cum with a condom and his girlfriends won't let him cum in them. I guess I won the lottery, no hangups or drama, just getting bred by a hot straight guy. It'd been a month since I went clubbing with Marcus and Chloe, and subsequently got bred a few times by Marcus' thick hung uncut poz dick. He's undetectable and I'm on PrEP, so I don't really see any issues. Marcus and Chloe and I have all hung out several times in groups and sometimes we'd just chill at their apartment. Marcus has no problems just being cool around me despite the fact that he's fucked me senseless more than once. It was Friday again, and I had just gotten off work when I got a text from Marcus: "Hey, what's up homie?" I responded saying I just got off work and asked what the plans were for the weekend. He texted back: "I'm at work too, but don't get off for another couple hours. Come by and have a coffee with me. Chloe is making dinner tonight so we can all hang." So I swung by this gym he works at as a side job. He just basically gets people checked in and answers any questions. It's also helped Marcus get even MORE ripped and muscular. I didn't think he could get any hotter. Wrong. I found Marcus up front talking to a gym member. When he got done, he said,"Come on back to the office for some coffee." I followed him and gesh, his t-shirt was short and just rested on his bubble butt. That ass looked fucking amazing, I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. Marcus surprised me by saying,"You keep staring at my ass like that with yo mouth open and I'm gonna shove my cock down your throat." He caught me off guard and I snapped my head up, just now seeing the full length mirror on the office door and realizing Marcus had literally caught me drooling over his thick ass. I got embarrassed, because he's my straight friend and I don't ever make moves on him really because I don't want to overstep my place. I felt comfortable enough now with him that when we were alone like this I was just flat out honest with him. I told Marcus,"Sorry, but I've never really fully noticed how hot your ass is until now. You could bounce a roll of quarters off those globes." He laughed and told me to not get any ideas. We sat down and settled into the office club chairs with our coffees, we were shooting the breeze. Time flew by and it was closing time, so I helped him lock up. He asked if I wanted to work out a little bit since I already had caffeine in me. I told him I didn't have any workout clothes in my car. He said,"The gym is closed man, just get down to your undies." I was like,"fuck it, okay," and stripped. I swear I did anything he told me to do. SMH. He took his shirt off and damn, he was getting cut as hell. His chest and abs were really defined. We worked out for about 45 minutes, and we were soaked in sweat. Obviously I kinda knew where this was going. I mean, straight guy, closed gym, this was a porno in real life. I wasn't shocked when Marcus suggested we shower before we head over to his and Chloe's apartment. The gym was a smaller gym and had a small locker room and open showers. So of course as soon as Marcus was naked, I had a raging erection. Marcus just laughed at me, and he too had a semi. We were showering and I asked Marcus to get my back. As any good porno in real life would play out, he said "sure" but seemed hesitant. His hands on my back felt so good. Having him touch my skin under the warm water, I moaned and leaned back so that my ass pushed up against his thickening cock. He was at full mast in an instant and began rubbing his monster cock between my soapy ass cheeks. I reached back and started pushing just his cockhead in and out of my hole. He began breathing hard against my neck and wrapped his arms around me. Marcus felt so good against me. He shoved several inches up my tight hole without warning. It hurt, but I wanted it. He fucked into my hole for a few minutes, then abruptly pulled out and said,"man, I can't do this." I was a little surprised because that's not how our fucking ever played out. I asked if I did something wrong or if he was having problems because he's straight but fucks a gay guy. Marcus quickly came up and smiled, pulled me into an embrace, swiftly gave me a friendly kiss on the lips and said,"No man, It's nothing like that. You're my buddy and you've given me something extra too. A hot hole that I can actually cum in." I immediately felt better but was still confused because our cocks were both hard as rocks rubbing against each other. "Then what's up? I really want you inside me, like bad." I told Marcus. Marcus replied,"It's just I've been off my meds this month because someone dropped the ball at my health insurance. I don't want to put you at risk. I feel great, but still, I don't wanna put you at risk of getting HIV just because I can't control my cock." I looked at him and said,"Marcus, I'm on PrEP, it's okay." He smiled at me and hugged me closer. He kissed my neck and spoke into my ear,"Man, I know you're on PrEP but we don't know if my viral load is up and how much you're protected. I love ya bro, I don't wanna hurt you." The fact that he was being so vulnerable and caring and...loving...while holding me naked in the shower with our cocks sword fighting between us just made me want it even more. I was losing it again, all I wanted right then was to have him fuck me and breed me. I hugged him back even tighter, and slid down his body to his cock and before I swallowed his massive organ said,"well there's no risk in this." I was working his cock with my mouth and hand very eagerly, and as he placed his hands on the sides of my head he began to throat fuck me. My knees were starting to hurt on the tile floor but I wasn't going to give up Marcus' cock for fear he'd try to stop this again. I got off my knees and sat on the tile floor, scooting back to the shower wall and dragging Marcus with me where he continued to fuck his thick cock in and out of my throat. My head was stuck between the shower wall and his pubes as he started to ram his dick in my mouth. I was so horny for him and this situation, that I grabbed his ass and pulled him into my deeper. I got especially brave and was rubbing my fingers up and down his crack, stopping on his hole and gently massaging it. Marcus moaned when I did that, so I took a chance and pushed my finger into his incredibly tight hole. It went in fairly easy with the water and soap, and I wasted no time finding his prostate, I wanted to at least hit his g-spot before he could object to me finger fucking him. When I pressed his button deep in his ass, he moaned hard and his body shook. His legs trembled against me. Marcus looked down at me while he kept fucking my mouth and said,"holy shit man, is that what my cock hits inside of your hole? No wonder you're a whore for my dick. Keep doing that shit. I think I might actually cum for the first time from a blowjob...fuck man, keep pushing that spot. Shit. oh fuck." I did as instructed and began to work his prostate with my finger and continue letting him rape my lips and throat. His body was trembling at this point, and I felt his asshole tighten on my finger like a vice grip, then I felt hard spasms from his prostate against my finger and I got what I was working for, a huge load down my throat. He blasted a massive amount of cum down into my stomach. Marcus kept cumming and spasming, he had to hold himself up against the wall as his orgasm waned. I kept gently massaging his prostate with my finger as he slowly pulled his cock from my mouth. "Fuck." Marcus hoarsely said,"I almost never cum from a blowjob, man. Now you have done it twice. That was unfuckingbelieveble." I smiled up at him and pulled my finger from his hole. He was still in amazement at what had just happened as we dryed off and sat on the locker room benches. He was still 80% hard and I was still 110% hard. I looked at him and his cock, and couldn't help myself, I got on my knees again and began sucking in his cock while he sat on the bench recuperating from his climax. He moaned as I took him fully into my mouth. I worked my hands on his steel rod and my mouth slowly began working on his smooth balls, then I started to lick his taint, and run my long tongue down his taint to his hole and pushed the tip of my tongue into his tight hole. "Oh man. Fuck that feel good," Marcus said. He let me lift his legs up while he stroked his cock. I was so horny now, I dove into his ass like it was Christmas dinner. All he could do is moan and pant, I slipped my finger back inside him and found his prostate again, this time, I slowly worked his hole and his prostate, gently getting him relaxed and able to take two, then three of my fingers using a lot of my spit for lube. I put his cock back into my mouth while I worked his hole with my hand, he was breathing hard, laying back on the bench with his legs up and letting me work him over. I felt like he was about to bust another load. I was about as hard as anything right now, and my throbbing meat had taken over my brain awhile ago. My erection had control and it was thrusting forward into the hand that had three fingers fucking into Marcus' gorgeous ass. I couldn't help it, but my cock was pushing past my hand and trying to get to his hole, it wanted to be where my fingers were. Part of me was trying to stop myself, telling myself that if I tried to stick my cock inside him I'd ruin everything. He's straight, he's one of your best buds, you're going to destroy everything. But, like I said, my boner was in the driver's seat and it was steering itself to that tight wet hole. My thick mushroom head found his opening and began pushing and rubbing into it. Marcus was so hung, I easily continued to suck his huge tool as my steel pipe began to push into his hole. I sank into him about an inch or two before I found resistance. His inner ring didn't want me to go further. But my wet dick was only encouraged by the tightness it felt. I kept fucking into Marcus and when my cockhead pushed past that resistance and I was about 4 inches inside of him, his eyes kind of flickered open. I looked up at him, still sucking his cock, his eyes locked on mine,"Is that? ...Is that your cock?" Marcus asked in a strained voice. I grabbed his thick shaft and came off of him and said,"I'm really sorry Marcus, I didn't really mean to, I can't help it. I can stop." I was slowly pulling out of him, when he plopped his head back down on the bench with his eyes shut and his mouth in an "O". "Wait." Marcus breathed out,"wait, wait just a minute. Fuck, that feels good. I'm just really fucking horny. Damn man. It's not so risky if you top right?" I was shocked he said that but too horny to let it interfere with what my red bull can cock wanted,"Yeah, even if you're off meds, and might maybe have a higher viral load, it's a lot safer if I topped." He had rested his hands on my hips, and began moving them to my ass where he pulled me toward him and consequently INTO him. "Ohhh fuck. Your cock is making me feel things I've never felt. I don't know if I like it." Marcus told me,"keep going, I want to see, I wanna at least do this once and see what it's like." That's all I needed to hear. I got the green light to push more of my slick rod into his thick muscular ass. It's not every day a straight guy tells you to keep fucking his hole. I sank all the way into him and because he was on his back and I have a wicked curve upward to my erection, my mushroom head hit his prostate perfectly. I watched as his eyes went wide and he let out a gratifying gutteral moan. He looked up at me and just shook his head "yes." I started fucking my thick cock in and out of his tight hole, going balls deep to keep knocking at his prostate. I was getting close, and found a fast hard rhythm pounding into his ass. He began breathing harder too as I was working up to a climax,"Marcus, I'm gonna cum." I warned him, "oh fuck, I'm getting close, you're too fucking tight. Marcus, look at me?" He looked at me as he was stroking his cock, which looked enormous and hard as a pole, he had leaked a ton of precum out onto his belly from my constant barrage on his prostate with my dick. "Do it man, go all the way," Marcus croaked out, "just cum in me, I've already let you fuck me, and I'm close. Just don't stop fucking me when you cum, I'm so close." That was it, I tensed up and slammed into him,"Oh fuuuck, I'm cumming, fuck I'm cumming," I yelled as I blasted my load inside of him. I didn't slow down my fucking at all, I was still ramming into him as I shot load after load, Marcus' eyes were shut tight and his back came up on the bench as he roared out and began shooting cum all over his cut abs and chest, he blasted onto his face and past his head. I'd never seen anyone cum that far, I had stopped fucking him, because his body started fucking itself onto my cock the minute he started orgasming. We stayed perfectly still aside from our heavy panting as we came down off our fuck-high. He began to gently move up to slowly let my cock come out of his wet hole. "Fuuuck man," Marcus stated, "that was fuckin' crazy." We both started laughing, he stood up and grabbed the back of my neck to pull me up, "we better shower again," Marcus said with a huge smile on his face. I watched him as he reached behind himself and felt his hole, "it doesn't hurt, just feels different," he said looking at me, "I don't know if I'm into it, but since I couldn't fuck you, and I was so horny...shit, it was definitely different." laughing again and shaking his head. We got ourselves together and headed over to his apartment to meet Chloe, she had cooked dinner and brought home tequila. Marcus was putting away the dishes when Chloe noticed him walking funny. "Was it leg day today babe?" Chloe asked, "you must've gone hard." In typical Marcus fashion he quipped,"Nah, I let Nick here, fuck me up the ass." We all laughed hard. Chloe didn't miss a beat and retorted, "Damn Nick, if you're that good, I might have to give you a try."

Just get onto PrEP and stop worrying. Then you can take all the loads you want without the risk of getting HIV

Getting Caught Part 4: I ended up staying the night after taking Bert back to his trailer and spontaneously got fucked by him that night and also in the morning twice. It was a chill goodbye, Bert said he had a "REALLY" good time, and he hoped we could do it again. About a week went by and I hadn't had any form of sex with my best friend...or his older brother, the quarterback, who fucked like a god, and was hung like one too. Wednesday was church night and I got invited to my best friend's church for after church youth party. My best bud's older brother called just as I was leaving the house saying my best friend had been called into work at the last minute and said for me to come anyway. I'm pretty shy, so I wasn't sure about hanging out with guys a couple grades above me. But, as usual my best friend's older brother talked me into it. I showed up, and we all ate, then we started playing games. My bud's older brother had brought his girlfriend too. They were quite flirty and lovey-dovey. When things wound down, my buddy's brother caught me in the kitchen alone and said that his girlfriend wanted him to take her home since her parents were going to be gone for a few hours. I played it cool and said,"When the cat's away, the mice will fuck." Lol. He backed me into the corner of the kitchen and put his hot mouth next to my ear and whispered,"I told her I couldn't take her home, I'd already promised that I'd be taking you home." "But we're really going to grandma's basement again, where I fucked you for the first time." He said he had to have me again, that I was the only person to take all of his huge cock and I made him cum harder than anyone else. I tried to tell him that I needed to get home and couldn't go with him. To which he grabbed me around my waist and started french kissing me hard. He slipped a finger down the back of my shorts and starting rubbing my hole saying."Let me just take you to your house then at least." I agreed to the ride but no sex.. We got in his car and left, as soon as we got in the car he started rubbing his cock through his mesh basketball shorts. It had already grown to his MASSIVE 10 inch thick as fuck uncut cock and was sticking out of his shorts' leg. He saw me staring, mouth watering and grabbed my head forcing it down to his exposed cock. I had to admit, that this public scenario had gotten me rock hard and incredibly horny. I eagerly took his cock into my mouth and began sucking and using my hands. He was moaning and groaning as he drove and got serviced by my mouth and hands. He had pulled down the long drive way of his grandma's so I asked what we were doing here? He said,"I forgot my wallet so I can fill my gas up on the way back. Come inside real quick and help me look for my wallet." So of course I did. We got to the front door, but it was locked. "Damn grandma must still be at church. We better go around back and try the basement door." We crept back to the covered basement door, and of course it was locked too. He sighed, then pushed me against the door frame. I could feel his huge cock in tight underwear rubbing against my thigh. He quickly took his shirt off, and dropped his shorts and underwear and in a flash had my shirt off and shorts with undies around my ankles. He spun my body around to where my chest was against the basement door and immediately started kissing and sucking my neck while I felt his gigantic steel-like cock in between my ass cheeks. He was pushing his hugely thick cockhead against my hole, leaking precum all over it and pushing it just inside my hole. Then he dropped down and started tongue fucking my hole. I was in heaven. I was moaning as his tongue got my hole wetter and looser by the minute. He stood up, and pushed me to my knees with one massive hand on the back of my head and the other on his coke-can cock he shoved his monster dick down my throat. I started choking as he rammed it to the back of my throat. I was really enjoying the experience but the fact that we were outside, naked and he was face fucking me, I was too horny to make it stop. It didn't last long before he yanked his cock from my mouth and had me stand up and grab onto the wall next to the basement door. Again he went down on my wet hole and starting eating it, tongueing it, and gently fingering it. He had lubed up my raging cock and was stroking me furiously as he ate my ass. I was beside myself with passion and the need to cum. Everything felt too good, too amazing to think about getting home on time or getting caught. He stood up and pulled me over to a wooden picnic table under the deck, he lifted me like a feather and put me on my back on the warm surface. He wasted no time throwing my shorts and underwear to the ground, grabbing my ankles and hoisting them high into the air and thrusting his cock forward, directly hitting my hole. He looked down and spat on his cock and my hole and started rocking in and out of my hole just an inch or two. He said,"Oh yeah, you're so fucking tight. Stroke your cock and look me in the eyes, because I'm about to shove all ten inches up your hole at once. This scared me badly. Because his cock is just huge. It's too long and way too thick but it was dripping with spit and his precum, so was my hole. He shoved about three inches in hard. It didn't feel too painful. I reached down and felt how hard and huge his dick was inside of me. He started pumping that monster in and out of my hole with a pretty fast rhythm. He gently slapped my face and said,"look at me! Look into my eyes, I'm about to impale you on my cock." I was scared. I looked into his eyes, full of lust, I was panting from the minimal fucking my hole was getting and he pulled all the way out. Without missing a beat, he grabbed my hips and slammed his entire cock into my battered hole. I screamed. He held it inside of me as deep as it could go. All of a sudden I felt his body tense up and his cock swell to new larger proportions and he began blasting his load into me. Realizing what was happening got me very hot and I started leaking cum like crazy onto my stomach. My best bud's older brother held his gigantic cock deep inside of me and started ramming in and out hard and fast. He was plowing his ten inch dick balls deep to just having the tip in my hole over and over. It was hitting my prostate and nerve endings like crazy. He kept said,"you like that? being full of my cum and being used like a cumdump?" I found myself replying,"fuck yes, it hurts, but don't stop, cum in me again. Shoot your load inside me." I was building up to a pretty good orgasm as he pummeled my hole. Just as I went off and began blasting my own cum all over myself and behind my shoulder even onto the picnic table, he tensed up again and started releasing another torrent of his cum up my ass. He leaned down still fully inside of me and said,"sorry, but I wasn't taking a "no" from you today, I just can't cum like I do with you when I'm with anyone else." We stayed like that for a little bit until he produced a key to the basement door, and shrugged at me as I gave him a "what the fuck?" look. He said,"I thought it'd be hot if I bred you outside. Let's get cleaned up. We can share the basement shower, I have one more load to breed you with.

Part 47 　 I slept like a log and then woke up, at least mostly refreshed. I looked at my clock and found it to be only about 11:30 am. I was somewhat surprised at this as I thought I had slept longer. I felt a lot better though. I got up and then found out that although I felt awake, my hole was so sore I could hardly walk. I made my way into the shower to try and soak a few aches and pains away. As I soaked my aches away, I had time to reflect on what the hell I was doing. My God the sex was fantastic, but almost every load I had taken in my ass was HIV+. I loved the sex but what the hell was I doing keeping on taking load after load of positive cum in me and getting infected. Every time I would see a cock the last few days I wanted it in me, but no cure for what I was taking, was it worth it? I had been totally straight! What the hell was happening to me? I scrubbed and soaked and got the water hotter and hotter till the room was steaming. Damn it felt good to get my muscles to relax. By the time I decided to get out, almost an hour had gone by, I actually felt pretty darn good. Now, I just had to sit down and start to think this thing through and see what I thought would be best for me to do. I had no idea yet.

Been doing bareback for 14 years now. Never on prep, have not sought poz cock but also have only ever taken the tops word they were neg. I had a 7 year stint in the DC area where I bottomed exclusively bareback with black dudes, the highest risk population in the country at that time. Still neg. Oh and the only reason it was exclusively black dudes was because they were the only ones who followed through on meets. Most were only wanting head but once my white married ass was touching their bare cocks they never hesitated to blast in me.

I have always been a bottom, but during the 90's I was a good little pig and always made sure to use condoms. Anonymous sex really turns me on, and I spent a lot of time in public toilets sucking and being fucked. To be honest, I didn't really care what they looked like, although I have the hots for older daddies, as long as they had a nice stiff cock. During that time, I got to know a middle-aged Indian guy and we played a lot together and with other guys in the local toilets. I think he saw something in me, because he encouraged me to give myself more and more to anyone around, and kept talking about doing it bareback and how he knew I was really a dirty boy and I really wanted it. One night, he took me to a toilet near some playing fields. It was an old, brick block set back amongst some bushes. There was no light inside and I felt anxious as he led me towards the black doorway. Inside, it was quite small with a long urinal on one wall and two cubicles on the other. The only light was from an occasional passing car and I saw several shadowy figures standing quietly against the urinal. We went up and stood beside them and my friend unzipped my trousers and dragged my cock out. As he bent to suck me, I felt hands caress my arse through my jean and horny fingers squeezed the base of my cock. "Nice" I heard someone whisper, their stale breath behind my ear. The indian guy's fingers were on my belt as he sucked me, and suddenly he dragged my trousers and pants down. A finger ploughed between my cheeks, probing my hole. I was getting a bit scared. I couldn't see anything, and the hot, sweaty bodies closing in on me made me nervous. Suddenly, a bottle was thrust under my nose. "Take a deep sniff, kid." I sniffed the poppers, and the bottle was withdrawn. I felt giddy, warm, and relaxed. The Indian guy stood back and someone dragged my head forward and thrust a fat, slimey cock into my mouth. I was suddenly really horny and then some cold, slippery lube was applied to my mancunt and I thrust back to meet the scaley fingers. A forefinger ploughed up me, and I winced as the rough nail scratched me on the way in. "Man," came a whisper " He wants it bad." The indian said. " Give him the poppers and fuck his arse" The bottle appeared under my nose as I sucked. I sniffed, my head swam, and suddenly I felt a fat cock-head nosing into my cunt. I reached back and realised he wasn't wearing a condom! I started to rise, but a strong hand pushed my shoulders back down and a hoarse voice said "Easy kid, you know you want it." The cock pushed against my hole, and suddenly slid up me in a delicious, slippery rush. "Oh yeaah!" He said, his fat, hairy belly against my cheeks and his cock buried to the hilt. What was I doing! How could I let some stranger I couldn't even see fuck me bare? But his cock started to slide in and out of me, and it felt so good I could only groan with pleasure. "Give him the poppers" he breathed and more fumes filled my nose. His thrusts were deep and urgent and I realised he wasn't going to pull out. No! I shouldn't do this! But it felt soooo good and so wrong that the excitement was unbelieveable. Suddenly, his whole body spasmed and shook and he gasped "cumming!" as he spurted in me. WHAT HAD I DONE? He could be poz! The Indian guy's face was next to mine and he whispered. "There you go. His spunk's in you now." I heard a low chuckle and the man said. "Yeah, knocked him up good!" I felt my blood run cold and yet it felt so dirty, so incredibly sexy that I just remained bent over, my hands on the cold wet wall as the indian guy said "I knew you wanted it!" I felt his hands reach over and spread my arse cheeks. I couldn't see a thing it was so dark, and yet , and yet... " Who's next" He whispered. A short, fat cock slid into me and fucked me quickly in short, urgent thrusts and in seconds it swelled and spurted in me. I was lost, literally giving myself to the darkness as my indian friend stroked my face and whispered encouragement as cock after cock bred me until the sperm ran out of me..... 10

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Six I’m must have fallen asleep because when I woke up the house was quiet, but it was still dark outside. I stripped naked, then quietly opened my door. The hall was eerie quiet and dark. I slowly made my way down to Dad’s room. As I got closer, I could hear him softly snoring. His door was wide open. I stopped and stood motionless in the doorway, just watching Dad sleep. He was just barely covered by a white sheet. His hairy muscular chest, rose and fell with each breathe he too. A big mound, just under the edge of the sheet, indicated his cock and balls. He was soft, but it was still erotic seeing the mound. I quietly, but quickly moved to his bed. Gently I lifted the sheet and climbed in, sliding next to his body. He stirred a little causing me to freeze. I slid my hand under the sheet and wrapped my fingers around his cock. Still asleep he quietly moaned. “Daddy I need it” I whispered in his ear. He mumbled something I didn’t understand. “Daddy, I need your cock bad” He still didn’t wake. I moved my face closer and could smell the Scotch on his breathe. His cock was slowly growing in my fist. “Slide your cock into my boy pussy” His hips were moving slightly, fucking my hand. “It’s so empty without you inside me” “Can’t, hurt you” he mumbled. I turned my ass towards him, reached back and put his fingers near my crack. They soon were rubbing up and down my crack. “Mmmm boy pussy” “Yes Daddy, my boy pussy needs your hard Daddy dick” “Mmmmmm” “Please Daddy, please” He flipped on his side, his cock was rock hard. I aimed it towards my crack, then started to rub it up and down. “Your so hard Daddy, slide it in me, pleeeaaasse” He pulled me in closer, which caused his cock to press against my hole. I spit in my hand, reached back, and rubbed it on my hole. “Fill me Daddy, fill me with your cock” He slowly pushed forward, his cock head pressed hard against my hole. I pushed out and his head popped in. I bit my lip to keep from crying out from the pain. Taking a deep breathe, I pushed back, swallowing his hard cock with my hole. “Oh Daddy, I love your big cock feels good in my hole” “Oh son!” I felt more pain as his hard cock stretched my hole open. I didn’t stop I kept sliding back on it. Dad moved in closer and I could feel his breathe on my next. “Daddy, fuck my hole” He slowly moved his cock out until his head was just inside. He pushed back in slowly. I moaned through the pain that shot through my body. “We don’t have to, son” “I want to Daddy” “If you are sure” “Fuck me Daddy, fuck me like you did earlier” He pulled out quickly, reached around and put his hand at my throat, squeezed as he slammed back into my hole. My cock jumped as he slammed in. I grunted loudly as he continued to pull out and slam in. “That’s it Daddy, rough fuck my hole” I yelled “Daddy is going to rip you open boy!” His fingers tightened more around my throat, as his cock slammed in and out of my hole. I could feel my hard cock bouncing, hitting my stomach and leaving pre-cum. The pain was quickly turning to pleasure. Daddy pushed the sheet off us and lifted my leg high. I could see in the mirror of the dresser that was across from the foot of the bed, Daddy’s big cock quickly moving in and out. His balls were moving up and down in his sac as he pumped my hole. “I need your big thick toxic load Daddy” “You are going to get it boy” “Seed me deep Daddy” “Oh fuck buddy” He pulled his hand off my throat. His arm slid under me, the wrapped around putting me in a choke hold. He now free hand slapped my ass hard. I jumped. He grunted loudly as he thrusted into my hole. “You sure you want Daddy to dump his load into you” “Yes Daddy, recharge me” He pumped fast and faster, squeezing my throat tighter. I felt a bit panicked as he tightened his forearm against my throat. I started to breathe shallow, quick breaths. He pushed deeper and deeper with each thrust. “Can’t hold it son, you going to get my poz load” He rammed in deep into me, pressing his hairy crotch and hips against my ass. “Take it son, recharging your strain!” His cock twitched, as my hole tightened and pulsed as I shot my load without even touching my cock. He released my throat as we finished shooting our loads. “Damn son, you know how to work Daddy up” “I know Daddy” His cock slowly slid out as he softened. “You’re really into rough sex huh boy” “Yeah, a little” “Let’s not let Dax know, he will exploit that” “I’m going to get him some how, some way” “I don’t know how we can get away from him” “I’m working on something, maybe with the help of Garrett’s cop friend we can” “We have to be careful” “Yeah I don’t want you in trouble” “Let’s get some sleep, I will call Doc tomorrow to set up an appointment to check out your boy pussy” He wrapped his arms around me, held me tight until we fell asleep, my mind plotting away.

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty I was carried over to the sling, raised high in the air. When I was lowered my back met the cold leather of the sling. I could hear chains clinking. I was pulled up a little, positioning my ass just over the edge of the leather. My legs were raised up and put in the leather hoops, holding them up. My arms were raised above my head and was locked in handcuffs. I tried to move my arms but they wouldn’t move. They were locked in that position. Fuck, no way to adjust the blindfold to get a peek at some of the men. I wondered why there were some that wanted to remain anonymous. I felt a cock stabbing at my hole, which gave way instantly. I was back in business. “I hope you remember this cock from our first encounter.” the man said. “You fucked me in the first round” I said. “I fucked you way before that” he said. I knew it wasn’t Garrett or Dad. I started to think, crossing off people I could think of that fucked me. I couldn’t place the voice. Was it someone from the bookstore, rest stop bathroom or the poz resort? I didn’t know. “Going to give you want you need more of” he said, “AIDS loads” He was steadily fucking my hole. His thrusts make the chains clank more and more. I could hear more men cheering. It must have been a hot show. My cock was hard and was laying against my belly. “One day this boy cock is going up my hole” he said lifting it off my stomach and slowly jerking it. I moaned out a yes as his hand slowly continued to to stroke my cock from the base to the head. My balls began to pull up, I squeezed my ass, trying to hold off from shooting my load. “Hey Dad, get your mouth over here” the man said, “your boy has a treat for you” I felt a mouth cover my cock head. The man let go of my cock and the mouth slid down, deep throating my cock. The cock in my hole continued to fuck me. I tried to buck my hips up, but they were being held down by someone’s hand, which I assumed was Dad’s since he was sucking my cock. I moaned constantly. I was in so much pleasure. “I’m going to fucking shoot” I yelled out. The man in my hole started to fuck me faster and harder. I could feel the cum raising and raising until I couldn’t hold it back. I shot out into my Dad’s mouth. My muscles around my hole contracted as my cock pulsed. It caused my hole to squeeze some around the cock in me. He suddenly pushed into me and began to shoot his load into my hole. “Giving you fucking AIDS boy” he said, “For the third time” I felt him pull out and another cock push in. Dad was still on my cock, slowly running his tongue on my softening cock. I tried to buck my hips again because my cock was getting sensitive. Dad slowly pulled up off my cock, tightly holding my cock with his lips as he did. I felt my cock fall out and drop to my crotch. The cock in my hole was steadily fucking me, as I felt lips touch mine. I started to kiss the man, pushing my tongue into his mouth. It was then I tasted cum, my cum. It was my Dad kissing me and sharing my load with me. Even when both of us had swallowed our share of my load we kept kissing. “Oh fuck that’s hot” the man fucking me said “Daddy and son kissing” He fucked me harder and harder. I could feel Dad’s hand rubbing my chest, running across my nipples. Dad soon pulled away. “Taste good son” he said, “my boy’s poz load” I felt the man grab my hips and start pulling me on his cock. It wasn’t long until his cock was getting harder, signaling it was ready to add it’s load into me. “Here it comes little fuck toy” he said. He slammed into my body, thrusting me forward, his grip on my hips were the only thing that kept me from being pushed off his cock as it spit it’s viral load into me. His breathing was in the form of grunts. His body shook as he emptied his balls. I could feel a hot breathe on my ear as he pulled out and another hard toxic cock slid in. This one was thick and already felt rock hard. “Some of us have been talking” the voice said in my ear, “your Dad being one of them.” I didn’t recognized the voice. The cock in my hole was slowly moving in and out, trying to keep the chains quiet so I could hear the voice. “We thing it’s time to visit Dax and make some money off your boy pussy” he said. The man in my hole thrusted three times really hard into me, rattling the chains. “Your Daddy agrees. You’re a natural born cum dump bottom” he said. Three more thrusts into my hole. “We are sure Dax could use a boy like you” The man thrusted three more times and then slammed deep into my hole. I could feel his cock twitch and pulse as he added his toxic cum. 
“Daddy is going to email him to get you a face to face, or maybe it will be hole to cock” the voice said. The man in me pulled his cock out and again was replaced by another, who quickly started to fuck my hole fast and hard. “Daddy already let the cameramen know to send a copy of tonights gang bang film to him” he said. I was being fucked harder and harder now, as if the voice was turning each man on, making them want to fuck and cum, no matter how quick. I could feel the cum running down my ass, some running under me and in-between me and the leather of the sling. “Ask Daddy sometime about his gang bang film and his time with Dax” the voice said before leaving my ear. I closed my eyes trying to process what I had just heard. I knew I wanted to see Dad’s gang bang film. My cock jumped again at the thoughts in my head of my Dad tied down to the fuck bench or in the sling getting fucked just like I was now. I lost count of the men who had been fucking me, all I could think about was Dad. I wanted to know more. Soon I felt my hands being released and my legs being taking down. “Son, hey son” my Dad said, bringing me out of my thoughts. “It’s over buddy, Skin and I had a awesome time” Garrett said, pulling off the blind fold. I looked around and the place was empty, besides dad and I. “Sixty loads boy up that hole, it’s a new club record,” Dad said, “hell it’s the only record.” “Let’s get out out of there and into the showers” Garrett said. “Careful of the floor” Dad said. “Yeah someone flooded the place with cum” Garrett said laughing. I was helped out of the sling, my foot landed in the big puddle of cum on the floor, in an area that would have been under my ass. It slid forward. Thankfully Dad and Garrett caught me or I would have busted my ass on the concrete floor. We made it to the shower with no accidents. Cum was flowing from my ass. The hot water came quickly as I turned it on. I stepped under the water and just stood there. “Push the cum out son!” I aimed my ass at the tile wall and pushed. Cum shot out and landed on the tiles. The more I pushed the more cum came out. It still flowed when I stopped. Looking down I watched it flow down the drain. “Don’t worry Son, your body absorbed a lot of the strains tonight.” “Fuck yeah” Garrett said. “Hurry and clean up, so we can get you to bed, the sun is going to be coming up soon” I don’t remember much after that. I was tired and ready for bed.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Nine I continued to suck the cock in my mouth, as my hole was fucked hard and deep. My own cock was hard, but I wasn’t sure if I was leaking or if it was more cum running from my hole. I could hear chatter behind me, but was not sure what was being said. The cock in my hole slammed in deep, pulsing as it pumped it’s second poz load deep in my hole. The cock in my mouth pulled out, taking the mouthful of spit with it, I could feel the spit running down my chin. “Front hole is open” someone said. The cock in my hole pulled out and another cock slid in. Someone put the bottle of poppers back under my nostril. I inhaled deep again and held it. The bottle was moved to my other nostril, I inhaled deeply and held it. I could feel the rush intensifying. “My mouth is open for cock” I said. Almost instantly a cock presented it’s self to me and I took it in deep. I formed a ring around the shaft as my tongue was running up and down it. The cock slid into the back of my mouth and down in my throat. Hands gripped my hair, holding on tight, as the cock began to thrust in and out of my mouth and throat. The man fucking me was slapping my ass checks as he drove his cock deep into my fuck hole. Each cheek was getting a bit warm as he continued the slapping. “Fuck him good” someone yelled “Damn Drew, your boy is almost as good as you” “Like father like son” another voice called out. “Yeah, they both are cum whores” The man fucking me slammed his cock deep into my hole, shooting his load. “Move your ass, it’s my turn in that boy pussy” someone yelled. I could feel the man in my hole being pushed out of the way. As soon as he was gone someone pushed in. My hole was getting sore, very sore, but I was determined to get through the second round. “Fuck his hole is puffy and sloppy” “Just like a good whore should be” someone said, “Isn’t that right Daddy Drew” “Fuck yeah it is, especially boy pussy” my Dad answered. It didn’t take long for the cock inside my hole to shoot it’s load. The cock fucking my mouth just continued, but he had slowed down. Each time his crotch and balls met my face he would press into me hard. The spent cock in my hole pulled out and was replaced by another. This one didn’t waste time, he quickly started to roughly fuck my hole. His cock stabbed at the back of the inside. Each stab hurt just a little, which caused me to grunt when the cock was not in my throat. The cock in my mouth pulled out some, which allowed the little brown bottle to be shoved under my nose again. Inhaling deeply, I felt the rush run through me. Once the bottle was pulled away, the cock started to fuck my mouth again. “I’m gonna cum, give me that hole” someone said. The cock in my ass pulled out and a new one moved in. I felt a shot of cum hit my puffy hole and then the cock was pushed into me deep. “Dumping my AIDS” the man said. There was cheers from the rest. As soon as he was done, he pulled out and so did the cock in my mouth. The cock that was fucking me before slid back in and started to pound me. “Mixing those strains” he said. A cock was presented at my mouth, a new one. “Taste that AIDS cum, pussy boy” the man said, “this cock just pulled out of your hole, NOW CLEAN IT.” I didn’t hesitate. I took it into my mouth deep. The taste of the mixture of ass juice and toxic loads filled my mouth and I eagerly sucked it down. “Clean that cock son” my Dad said in my ear, “Get that load out of that cock in your ass and we will move you to the sling” “Yeah fucker, but the blindfold stays on” I tried to push back on the cock in my hole, but being tied down to the fuck bench I didn’t move much. I tried to squeeze my hole more around the cock, but it didn’t move much, only added to the soreness. The cock in my mouth pulled out. I felt a hot breath on my face. I assumed the owner of the cock I was cleaning knelt down. “Good job boy” he said, “always knew you would grow up and be like your Dad. Coach Paul and I had a bet on who would get you first. Bastard won” I just grunted from the fucking of my hole. The cock had picked up speed and was getting rougher. “Every time I saw that ass walking the halls, my cock got hard boy.” he said. Suddenly his lips touched mine, locking me in a hot kiss. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. His hands were holding my face as he kissed me passionately. I felt his goatee against my face, which caused so tickling and some prickling of my skin. We head that kiss as I was getting pounded. The cock inside me pushed in hard and deep and stayed there. I knew he was unloading one more toxic load into my hole. The man kissing me broke our lip lock, rubbed his hand in my wet hair and said: “Good boy” Leaving me wondering who it was. I knew it was someone that knew Coach Paul, but who. I also knew he was at my school. So many possibilities. As the man pulled his spent cock out of my hole, I was being untied by other men. Before I could move, I was lifted up and flipped. “Off to the sling”

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty Eight The more I was on the fuck bench unable to more, the more my legs and arms ached. I tried to concentrate on the men fucking me, but I was hurting. I could hear the men cheering as they continued to fuck me. I had really lost count on how many of the men had fucked me and dumped their toxic loads into my boy pussy, as they were calling it. “Drew, think we have time for round two, now that he only has two more loads to take” “Fuck yeah, I wanna give him another load”
 “I don’t see why not, he’s not going anywhere,” Dad said. “Damn we haven’t given someone sixty loads since Garrett was initiated” an anonymous voice said, “and he bitched about it” “I didn’t bitch” Garrett said laughing I had two more loads to collect and I was in the club officially and it didn’t seem like i had a choice of wether or not I wanted to do “round two.” I was silent, only moaning as I was fucked harder and harder. I had put my head down, not sure what to do or think” “Look at me son” Dad said. I looked up and Dad was kneeling in front of me. He had a smile on his face and I could see he was proud of me for getting through my gang bang initiation. “Round two won’t be that hard, most of the men are fucking and sucking each other now. They will only want to shoot in your hole.” he said. “Fuck Daddy, if we are going to do round two, let’s do it right. They fuck me and use my hole to make them cum” I said. “That’s my fucking boy” he said proudly. Standing up, he got the attention of the men behind me. The man fucking me continued. Dad’s hard cock was right in front of my face and if I could grab it, I would have had it down my throat. “Okay guys, the boy is up for round two, only he wants it done right, no using each other’s holes to get close then cum in his pussy. He wants his hole used as all the way” The men behind me cheered as they heard this. The man fucking me gripped my hips harder and slammed his cock in deep. His cock pulsed and twitched as he pumped his load deep into my sloppy, cum filled hole. “Load 29” he yelled, “I will be ready when it’s time to put load 59 in” He pulled out and the last man slid into my hole. There was no resistance and it was so wet from the cum that his dry cock just slid in balls deep with ease. “Fuck this hole is full” he said as he began to pump my hole. I could hear men in the back huffing poppers, getting their rush as round two would be beginning as soon as this man shot his load into me. He was gripping my hips tightly, as his hard cock pumped in and out of my hole. Cum was running down from my hole, to my balls and down my cock. His grunting was loudly, as his thrusts were short and hard. I could feel his cock tense up as he was close to shooting his load. The cheering behind me got loader and they all began to chant: “Shoot, shoot, shoot” “The Club welcomes our newest poz member!” Dad said. He moved around to my face and knelt down. His lips locked on mine, his tongue went into my mouth and he kissed me long and deep. He pulled back smiling. “Get the blindfold, let’s let him stretch and then it’s back down on the bench for round two!” A dark piece of fabric was placed over my eyes and nose and tied behind my head. I felt my legs and arms being untied. Two arms on each side of me helped me up off the fuck bench. I stood for just a moment, then moved. “Look at that goddam cum waterfall between his legs” someone shouted. “Fuck I hope we got that on film” “I sure did, I get it from beginning to end” one of the cameraman said. I could still feel the cum running out of my hole down my legs as I slowly moved about. I was being held up by two unknown men still. “Fuck, would y'all look at Garrett,’ someone said, “the perv is down on his knees licking up that river of cum” I could hear slurping coming from below. “Here get it from the source” one of the men holding me up said. I was turned around and bent forward. I pushed my ass out and waited for Garrett’s mouth and tongue to touch my hole and it didn’t take long. His tongue was licking all over my ass, even getting down to my balls. “Any one wanna get in here?” he asked, then moving his mouth to my hole. I felt his hand on my ass cheeks, pulling them apart to get his mouth deeper on my hole. The room filled with a slurping noise as he suck the cum out of my hole. “Leave some so we have some lube for round two” Dad said, pulling him off my hole. “Ah Daddy, you such a party pooper” Garrett said jokingly. “Let’s getting on the bench, I need my cock up that boy pussy!” someone said. I was moved back to the bench and tied back in place. Once I was there I thought that they would remove the blind fold, but I was wrong. I felt someone pul my cock and balls out from under me and placing them against the bench but pointing down. I felt a hand on my back, as someone presented my nose with the little brown bottle, pinching the other nostril shut, as I deeply inhaled. At the same time a cock rammed balls deep in me. I inhaled again, then held it for about ten seconds. Once the bottle was away from my nose, a cock head touched my lips, pressing and opening my mouth. The man fucking my hole grabbed my hips and started to pound my ass roughly as the man who’s cock I was sucking, grabbed my head and started to face fuck me. All I could do was moan as I was fucked at both ends. Round two had started and I was again a pig in heaven.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Seven I watched Dad back up, giving the cameraman room to get in front of me to get more of my gang bang on film. I watched him slowly stroke his cock about six feet away. The hard cock inside me continued to pounded my sloppy hole, which was making a lot of noise as he pulled and pushed in and out of it. I could feel cum running down my balls, and I was sure that it was dripping off. “We need a clean up” someone said. “On it” Garrett responded. The man up my hole slid all the way in, as I felt a tongue running up my hard cock heading towards my balls. It licked all around my ball sac, cleaning it of the poz cum that had leaked out my hole. Once my balls were clean, he moved towards my hole. I felt his tongue lick around my puffy hole. I knew he was hitting the cock inside of me because the man was moaning. “Pull out just a bit, wanna lick that shaft too.” The man slowly pulled back, until just his head was inside me. Garrett’s tongue hit my hole Some as he lick the man's cock shaft. “All clean, now fuck that pussy, it's time for the full blown members to get at that hole” The man rammed his cock into my hole. Pumping me hard and deep with each thrust. His fingernails were digging into my hips as is cock slammed my hole. Dad was still stroking his cock, but was not watching me get fucked. He was staring at the camera man’s ass who was slightly bent over in front of me capturing the cock in my hole. The man slammed in, grunting as his cock pulsed in my hole adding his cum to the loads in me. He pulled out and someone pushed in. “Gonna fuck the first AIDS load of the night in you” It was Garrett, he had his uncut cock deep in me. He reached up and pulled my hair, forcing my head back. I was struggling to keep my eyes on Dad. The camera man had moved in even closer, his cock was stabbing me in the throat, just under my chin. His lower abs and crotch was in my face, just slightly away from touching me. His arms were stretched over my back camera in hand filming Garrett’s AIDS cock fucking my hole. I saw two hands grab his hips, holding him. Then he thrust forward pushing his cock into my throat. Someone had slid their cock into his hole and was fucking him. “Fuck him Drew” Garrett said. Dad was fucking the camera man, who was struggling to keep his camera focused on my ass and keeping his balance. His cock was leaking pre-cum on my throat. “Deposit an AIDS load in my son’s ass” Dad said to Garrett. “He's about to get it, gonna slick it up for the next AIDS babies to come” He started to pull out and slammed back in, driving his cock deep in me. His balls slapped against me with every thrust in. I worked my hole the best I could around his cock. He was growling loudly. “Give me that deadly AIDS load!” I yelled. “Here it comes” Garrett said slamming his cock deep in me. I pushed back into his body, squeezing my hole around his pulsing cock. “Milk it pussy boy” Garrett said “Got another AIDS load for you boy” someone said behind me “Gonna add my death too” another man said Garrett pulled out and immediately another cock slid into my hole, balls deep with one thrust. “Is that an AIDS cock” I asked “Fuck yeah, gonna fuck you hard and rough with my death stick” The man grabbed my hips and started to punch fuck me, pulling his cock all the way out and driving it all the way back in. I pushed my hole out, opening it up to the hard thrusts. “Look at the cum flow out that pussy” someone yelled. “That cameraman is getting covered in cum,” another man said. “His mouth is open and feeding on it.” The man fucking my hole was grunting hard as he rammed his cock in. He slapped my ass as he pushed in me deep. I could feel the bench move forward with his thrusts. “Someone keep him from moving forward.” Garrett and another man moved and stood at my shoulders. Each one’s hip was pressing against my shoulder holding me as I was fucked hard. The camera man pulled off Dad’s hard cock and moved in to get this deadly fuck on video. “Use that pussy hard Gene” someone said “Gonna shoot soon, can't hold it anymore” Gene said, panting hard. He rammed in balls deep and began shooting is load in my hole. “Giving you AIDS fucker!” He shook as he shot is load. He slowly pulled out. Leaving my hole empty. He moved around to my head, that's when I saw him. He was so skinny. His checks on his face sunk inwards, his body was completely devoid of any fat. His eyes looked empty, as if death had already set in, they were dark, almost jet black in color. I think he was close to death physically. As another cock slid into my hole, he rubbed my head. “Thank you boy, it was good to past on my death before death takes me” I just smiled and grunted as my hole was being fucked. I lost sight of Dad, maybe he was back in line to fuck me again. I knew I had to get a load from each man, but wasn't sure if once they all shot in me, if they could fuck me again. A new cock slid into my hole. My leg and arm muscles were getting sore from being in the same position and that ache was more than my hole. I had lost track of the cocks that had been up my hole. I didn't know how long I had been on the fuck bench. I did know the camera men had switched out memory cards a couple of times during the fucking. I would have given anything to be able to see what was happening behind me, if the men were just jacking their cocks waiting for their turn, or if they were sucking and fucking one another, but saving their loads for my hole.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty Six I felt a cock head push against my hole. The men around cheered as it pushed my hole open and popped inside. I felt the head move in deeper, as my hole slide down the shaft of the hard cock. The shaft plunged into my hole until the I could feel the man pressed up against my ass. He slowly pulled out until the head of his cock was pulling at the inside of my hole. He paused then slowly pushed back in. He continued to slowly move his cock in and out of my hole. “Stop fucking teasing him and your cock, fuck him. We want his hole” someone said impatiently. The man laughed and then drove his cock into my hole hard. He grabbed my hips and then started to fuck my hole. He was fucking me hard and fast. His balls were hitting my ass as he pounded his cock in me. His cock was getting harder as he pumped my hole. He drove all the way in and then pressed against me. I could feel his cock twitch inside. I was getting my first load of poz cum, the first of thirty loads. I moaned but it was muffled by my Dad’s jock in my mouth. I sucked on it, tasting his sweat and piss as the cock in me pulled out. It was quickly replaced by another one. This one slammed into my hole with a brute force. I grunted as he got all the way in. This man was in a hurry, he grabbed my hips and started to quickly fuck my ass. I could hear him groaning and already breathing heavily, he wasn't going to last long, which was a disappointment, but I still had twenty eight more cocks to go. He pounded my hole with short strokes until he slammed in and shot his load. “Quick trigger tonight Jason” “Been holding that in for a couple of weeks” He pulled out of me, but I wasn't empty long. A new cock slid into my hole filling me up. This one was thicker then the first two. It hit the back of my hole quickly. I could feel the muscles of my hole stretching open. There was no pain just pleasure. He pulled out and plunged back in, driving deep, until his balls pressed against my ass. “His cock is going to stretch him so open we won't feel his lips” someone said jokingly. Everyone laughed. One of the camera men moved in front of my face. His jock’s pouch, which was stretched beyond capacity was just inches from my face. I could smell his musk. I fought the urge to spit my Dad’s jock out and run my tongue all over it. He moved in closer as he held the camera over head. His pouch was now lightly rubbing against my nose. The temptation was killing me. His musk was stronger, it was more intoxicating than poppers. The cock in my hole was pounding me at a steady rhythm. I could feel it rubbing against my hole, balls hitting my ass. The pouch in front of me moved more until it was pressing against my face hard. I slowly inhaled the musk. Between the cock in my hole and the musk in my lungs my own cock was fighting against its cage. The pain was nothing compared to the pleasure of the cock in my hole. The camera man began to move his hips, causing his jock as well as his cock and balls hidden behind them to rub against my face. “Tease the boy” my Dad said to the camera man, “take it out and rub it against his face, leave some cock slime” The camera man pulled his pouch away from my face as the cock in me pushed all the way in and stayed there. I think the top was watching the camera man, who had grabbed his jock and pulled it aside. His cock flopped out, bringing his balls with it. His cock hit me right between the eyes. The cock inside me began to pump me again, driving in and out. I could feel the pre-cum leaking on my face from the camera man’s hard cock. “Look at that cum leaking out already from his hole” someone said from behind me. “Dude below has the best view” The man fucking me was pumping his cock harder and harder. It wasn't long until he pushed all the way in and added his load to the ones already there. He groaned as his cock twitched. The camera man leaned in, pressing his balls against my lips and Dad’s jock. I sniffed deep, bringing his musk deep into my lungs. The man in me pumped a couple of times, mixing the loads in my ass and pulled out. I wasn't empty long as another cock slid into my hole balls deep. I could feel his crotch hair pressing against my ass, tickling me. I moved my head to my right causing the cameraman’s cock to run across my face leaving a cock slime trail. I could just see another camera man standing close by. His jock was gone and someone was down sucking his cock. I could not see his cock, only the head moving back and forth along the shaft. The man fucking me was moaning loudly. He was steadily pumping his cock in and out of my hole. It felt as if it was an uncut cock and I wondered if it was Garrett, but didn't know. I could feel the skin move as he pumped in and out. My cock was pushing hard against its confinement, as my mind thought about all the poz loads in me, as well as the ones that were about to be. I wondered if there was more than just the three full blown AIDS loads that will be in my hole. The man in me started to pump his cock in and out harder. He didn't last long and drove his cock deep into my hole, adding his load. He pulled out leaving my hole open and empty. “You ready for Daddy’s big hard cock, son” I muffed out a yes! “Show me boy, open that boy pussy for Daddy” I made my hole open and close the best I could, without trying to lose any of the poz cum that was already in me. “That's it son, tease Daddy” He started to rub his cock up and down my crack, he picked up some cum that had been pushed out of my hole and coated his head. He aimed his cock at my hole and pushed in. I could feel his fur against my ass and his big hands grabbing my hips. “Daddy’s all the way in son” I moaned through his jock, which was now soaked with my spit. I tried to push back against him but couldn't move. Dads cock twitched in me as he made it bounce. I sucked in his jock more. As he began to move his cock in and out, Garrett come up to my head and squatted in front of me. Once we were eye to eye, he pulled out the jock, tossing it aside. “How's that hole pussy boy” he asked “Feeling good with Daddy’s big cock in me” “Sore any” “Just a little but it adds to the pleasure.” “Poppers?” “Not yet” I looked down at his cock, it was hard and leaking. He made it jump over and over. “It will be in you soon” I hadn't noticed he had a jock in his hand. He moved it up to my mouth. I opened wide, giving him access to shove it in. “It's the camera man that is under your ass capturing the action. He shot a load in it.” I moved it around in my mouth until I found the fresh load. It was salty with a bitter after taste. I sucked it until I could no longer taste his load. Dad was steadily fucking my hole. As the men cheered him on. I was moaning through the jock as I enjoyed Dad’s big cock. “Drew you fucking pervert!” someone said. “Twisted mother fucker, popping his cherry and infecting him” someone else said. “Wouldn't have it any other way,” Dad said as he fucked my hole. The pain in my cock was too great. I spit the jock out of my mouth, even though I didn't want to. “I can't take the pain” I cried out. “You have had Daddy’s meat before, it doesn't hurt” Dad said. “No the cage on my cock.” “Drew your one mean fucker to cage him up during his gang bang” Doc said somewhere behind me. “Free his boy cock” “Okay, someone get the key and release his cock, it's on the shelf back there with the poppers” Dad kept fucking me, until I heard a slap. It wasn't my ass that was slapped it was Dad’s. “Push in and hold the fuck still” I felt someone messing with the cage and it was soon opened and removed. My cock expanded and was fully hard in a matter of seconds. Another slap on Dad’s ass got him pumping his cock in and out of my hole again. With each pump of his cock, my cock leaked out more and more pre-cum. I was moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat from Dad fucking my hole. I squeezed my hole around Dad’s cock as it slid in and out. I wanted his cum the first time he fucked me and I wanted it now. His grip on my hips tightened, his pounding became harder and harder. “Daddy is going to cum, son, cum deep in your hole” “Give it to me, Daddy, please” I begged. “Are you sure, son? You want my poison?” “You gave it to me a few times before, give it to me now” Dad slammed his cock deep into my hole, it twitched and pulsed as his load shot into me. He groaned loudly. Slowly he started to move in and out as his cumming subsided. He was churning the loads in my hole, mixing the sperm and the strains. He pulled out of my hole and someone quickly replaced him. He moved around to my head. “Clean Daddy’s cock son, taste the loads from your hole” I opened my mouth wide inviting his used cock in deep. A cameraman moved closer to get a good view of me cleaning Dad’s cock. The cock in my hole continued to slide in and out, fucking me hard and good. “Mmmm you are making Daddy’s cock hard again”

Part 2 My Son layed there on the dirty couch, breathing deep, in shock from his daddy raping his little cunt, piss and cum leaking out and down his balls. "Get in the bathroom and drain yourself!" I commanded, kicking him off the couch. He scrambled off the couch and down the tall to the toilet, wiping off his tear stained cheeks. "AND NO CRYING! Jesus Christ, I'm not going to tolerate your sissy emo shit!" I hollard after him. "And hurry your ass back in here! Daddy's not through busting your pussy yet!" He moved quickly from the bathroom back to the couch and sat down, cowering a bit. It was good he was afraid of me. It would be easier to control him. I handed him a fresh pipe and lit it, watching him inhale the thick white smoke. This time I hit it as well, passing it back and forth between us. When it was gone, I took the baggie and put some crytals on the back of my hand and snorted them, enjoying the burn in the back of my throat. Standing up to turn on the camera, I pushed him back on the couch. "Show me your pussy boy!" I instructed my new whore. He obediently grabbed his ankles, showing me the still red and oozing hole. I enjoyed seeing my son spreading for daddy. Taking the baggie I licked my fingers and stuck it in, coating it with powder, and rammed my fingers in his red gash. He moaned as his hole started to burn, the need to be fucked taking over his being. I finger fucked him, making sure to rub his anal ring, grinding the crystals into his tissue. His hole started sucking my finger as he started to spin more. I moved between his thighs, throwing his ankles over my shoulders. Looking down, I stared into eyes that looked just like mine and said, "Tell daddy what you want. Tell daddy you want his cock in your pussy. Beg me to fuck you." "Please daddy," he panted, breathing shallow, "please fuck me. Please give me your cock." I rammed my cock into his cunt while I slapped his face hard, eliciting a loud wail from him. "Take it bitch! Take Daddy's fuck!" I yelled while I slapped him over and over. Fresh tears streamed down his face as I beat him. His pain only turned me on more. I grabbed his ankles and pushed all my weight down on him, burying my cock as deep as I could. Fresh redness covered my cock as I plunged it in and out of his gripping hole. That too just spurred me on more, and I rode him as hard as I could while I spit on his face. " Tell me son!" I demanded, "Tell me what you want! Tell me what you are! Tell me who owns your cunt!" "You do Daddy!" He blurted out. "I do what?" "You own my cunt Daddy! Oh God! Fuck me Daddy! FUCK ME!" "What are you son?" "I'm your whore, Daddy." "Louder!" "I'm Your Whore Daddy!" "LOUDER!" I demanded, slapping him and spitting in his face. "I'M YOUR WHORE DADDY! I'M YOUR WHORE! Oh God, FUCK ME!!!" Fuck him I did! Mercilessly for at least 30 minutes, never letting up, pounding his boycunt as hard as I could. Finally I blew a second load in his cunt bellowing "Take it whore! Take your Daddy's cum again! This is what you were made for! To take real mens seed deep in you!" I collapsed on him, our sweating bodies breathing deep and hard. I lay there on top of him, my mind spinning, knowing I had claimed him as my property. I pulled out my son and stood up, spitting on him one last time. "Go get in the shower slut. We have to go see my dealer and your going to earn me some more T." I watched him stumble down the hallway, cum and blood running down his thighs. I just laughed knowing what he was in for shortly.