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After 4 years of being married, Kate and I started to have doubts in our relationship. We had tried for a kid but neither of us could dedicate ourselves to a child. Kate’s rough childhood didn’t give her the confidence she needed to be a mother and my selfishness made me less incline to the idea of fatherhood. We decided to separate on our 3rd year anniversary after we realized that neither of us had remembered the date. It was only when we opened a card from our caterers wishing us did we notice how stale our relationship had went. We split amicably, true to its words. Kate told me that she had actually found someone new, 2 months into our separation. I was relieved because I know that there was always someone better out there for her. We both decided to sell the house and find our own place, seeing that it would be fair. Lust prevailed and I decided to move to New York, thinking that I would restart my life. As soon as the papers were signed, I called Michael. “I haven’t talked to Kate in months. She only mentioned that you two were separated the last time she called me. So why are you calling me now?” “Because I want you. I need you.” “Looks like the table has turned. Why after 4 years?” “Why after 7?” “You’re lucky that I’m still here, same old me. And that I’m a hard man to please. I got on my medications again since you left and I haven’t stopped since. Would you like me to stop?” “Yes, please.” “Then get your ass here now.” I took the bus this time to NY since I had quit my job and decided to move in with Michael. I had some savings that could last me for a year but I was hoping that I would land something within 3 months. The minute I saw Michael I jumped into his arms and kissed him. Within those 3 years, I had grown my hair shoulder length and frequently tied it into a bun. Michael looked leaner than before, with his biceps a bit larger than how I remembered. Still, the feeling was the same. During dinner, I asked him when was the last time he had heard from Alex. He told me that Alex got married to an architect from Atlanta and that they were living in Boston now. “He came here last month, asking to join the Brotherhood but I wouldn’t allow it. He told me how he would find other groups to be initiated but I told him that it won’t be the same as having your own flesh & blood.” The way I saw Michael’s thought process was impressive because I had doubts at how twisted he could possibly be. I then asked Michael if I was initiated and I initiate Alex after, would he allow it and recognize Alex as part of his Brotherhood? Michael thought on it for a while and I can see the outline of his cock beginning to form in his shorts. “It’s your choice. When it comes to you, I’ll always make an exception. And yes, I undoubtedly would have to accept him in. But I wonder, why Alex? Is it just to spite me or do you genuinely think the bond you have with him can be compared to ours?” “Michael, I fucked Alex before I fucked you. I know you’re the kind to flatter himself but this is one of those instances where it’s not entirely about you. I also want to fuck him to test if he’s still not over me after all these years. I love a challenge especially if the prize has a bonus. Imagine, being connected to your son not only through just genes but me. What an ego boost. Doesn’t that turn you on?” Michael could only form smile from his end and said, “You keep surprising me, you know.” before taking his pants off and forcing me to suck his hard cock.

Continued! Ryan got a text at 4 PM Jack - Dude I am so horny I almost want to blow my girl off and go suck some dick. Ryan - You sound like you need it bad (Ryan thought fuck I better get there early if he decides to go so I can be in the booth first) Jack - I hope there is a BBC to suck Ryan - Sure you are ready to start there? Jack - My mouth waters every time I think about one sliding through a glory hole. Ryan - Bet that looks hot (Ryan was rock hard and wanted BBC more than he could believe) Jack - I really want to but my girl would kill me. Ryan - Better not piss her off. Jack - Yea it is only another day or so. Ryan - You can wait, it will be worth it. Jack - I believe you bud, totally ready! Jack - Have a great night bud! Ryan - You too! Jack Sent out a text to two BBC's (two poz) Brian, Dylan nd Wayne (three white poz dicks) Hey got back responses and Brian and Wayne could be there at 4:50 and the rest would follow. I told then to bring poppers and Impact and T. One said he would bring some G in a needless syringe Brian. It was 4:45 and Ryan set out to head to the hole. I wanted to get there before anyone else could take the center. He committed to only suck dick tonight, not to let anyone fuck him. He entered the bathroom at 4;52 and there were guys in the stalls. He was disappointed until he go to the center stall and no one was there. He quickly entered and leaned forward and a dick quickly slide through. Wayne with his thick white dick and it was leaking already. Ryan licked the head and sucked it and Wayne inched his cock into the boys mouth. Ryan sucked that big dick and loved it but wished he could practice with some BBC. He needed to get this guy off so a BBC could take his place. Ryan herd a whisper to come here. He pulled off Wayne's dick and looked at the other hole and headed over and Brian gave him one hit each nostril and then two and finally four both sides before tell him to go suck that cock slut. Ryan went back and sucked his dick like no tomorrow deep throating it getting Wayne really close. Brian whispered again, slut but your ass up to the hole and let me eat your cunt. Ryan pulled off and hesitated trying to decide to go with his desire or to ignore him and keep sucking. Wayne recovered while Ryan struggled and then finally gave in and put his ass up the hole and Brian started eating that cunt. Ryan moaned not even sucking dick and Wayne fed him poppers as Brian ate his cunt and got him really wet. Brian spit three time and Ryan thought he was gonna get that big dick again but instead a hard plastic feeling like a toy was slide into Ryan's ass and he almost pulled off but Wayne gave him his dick to distract Ryan and Brian hit the plunger and gave the boy some G. He pulled the syringe out and spit on the kids hole again and slide in two chards and then started eating the boys cunt again. Ryan was moaning but pulled off Wayne's dick and grabbed it and lined it up with his hole and slide onto it. Wayne fucked that little cunt and Ryan bent down to suck Brian and had to tap on the hole and Brian slide his dick head through. Ryan sucked the head and nursed it and Brian fed him more of his dick. Wanye was panting and fucking that cunt and then slammed all the way in and gave a guttural moan and shot his poz load in the boy. Fucking slut Brian yelled, suck that mans dick off. Ryan pulled off and sucked Wayne's big dick clean while putting his ass up to the hole like he had been conditioned. Brian slide in and fucked Ryan like the whore he has become. Brian called him a fucking slut and cunt meat, faggot boy while he fucked and he nursed Wayne's dick and it did not take long before Wayne shot another load in the back of Ryan's throat. Good whore boy. Hope another dick comes soon so you can swallow more nut Brian called out. Wayne bolted but gave Ryan several his of poppers before he left. Ryan was moaning and growing when in walked Dylan and in no time stuck his dick through the hole and let Ryan suck and gag on him. Fuck Dylan moaned, I have missed that hot mouth. You are one hot cock sucking whore! Fuck air tight you fucking fag. Brian could not hold back and shot a huge poz load up Ryan's cunt. He kept his dick hard by slowly fucking the boy and saying shit like that's it a fucking cock sleeve for big dirty dick. That fucking cunt is so hungry I bet you want another load and loads all night. I am gonna text some buds to come use that beautiful sleeve for dirty dick. Ryan was not taking it all in and was overwhelmed with Dylan telling him what a hot cock sucker he was and Brian calling him a dirty cock sleeve (sleeve for dirty cock is what Brian said but not what Ryan heard) Before long Brian worked up another load and his balls tightened and he unloaded deep in the boy again. This time he pulled out and told Ryan to get the fuck over to the hole and clean his dick off. Ryan obeyed and sucked Brian clean and Brian let him suck and clean him and then pulled out and put his dick away. Then he bent down and told the kid to open his mouth and he spit in it three time and he told Ryan to swallow it. Ryan looked at him through the hole and Brian said fucker you have a dick to suck right over there. Get on it and show me that cummy hole. Ryan went back to Wayne and sucked his big dick, put his hole up and Brian could see cum leaking out of it. He grabbed two chards and slide them in with the cum and then sucked his finger clean. With that he walked out and never said a word. Dylan had let him suck his dick and told him to give up that cunt you fucking whore. Ryan turned around and worked Dylan's thick dick up his cunt. Ryan was so wet his hole opened up and Ryan backed up on that big dick. Dylan fucked Ryan and made him moan and tell him he loved his big dick. He was moaning like that when two guys entered the booth next to him. Ryan kept moaning and slowly a dick appeared with a prince albert. Wow, it was really hot but what do I do with it he thought. His head was really fat and his dick was leaking all over the ring. The dick was dark but not black maybe brown Ryan could not figure it out but knew is has felt like magic and the cock was so wet he had to lick the PA and suck the head to make sure he could take the precum. The guy slowly inched his dick to the back of Ryan's throat and the metal made Ryan cough. The guy pulled out slowly and his dick disappeared. Ryan waited and another cock appeared, This one was pale white and uncut long and thin and Ryan sucked the dick and let him work his throat eventually. Dylan did not last long and shot his load in me. I turned around and sucked hid clean and put my ass up to the hole. A finger slide inside me, then two and finally three. not sure which one was fingering me but it was rough and it felt good and hurt at the same time. Dylan sat on the toilet and watched, he seemed to know there were two guys in there. The guy fingering Ryan told him to slide his ass under the stall, Ryan hesitated but did it, then the other guys said unlock your both, Ryan reached and got it unlocked and the tall skinny guy with the long thin dick came over. He looked to be 25 or so, he pulled his shirt over his head he was lean and fuck, no hair and a tat of a scorpion. The guy on the other side was still finger fucking Ryan and this young guy told him to open my mouth and he fed Ryan his cock and Ryan sucked it and then this innocent looking guy grabbed Ryan's head head and started to face fuck Ryan as his long dick started to fuck Ryan's throat. The guy on the other side stopped fingered in Ryan and slide his big dick and prince albert up Ryan's cummy ass. The guy was fucking Ryan with a PA and Ryan thought fuck that is gonna tear up my ass. He had more pressing things as he could not breath and he thought he was going to pass out. He struggled to break free but could not and then the kid let him free and he gasped and coughed and he now could hear the guy behind him saying Braid said this was a fucking hot cock sleeve and he was right. Jonny this cunt is a fucking masterpiece. Jonny was his name Ryan thought and then Jonny grabbed the kids head and slide his cock back into his throat. He held it there and made the kid try to swallow. He slapped his head and said fucker swallow. It hurt but Ryan eventually swallowed around his dick and the guys moaned. Ryan started to pull away and Jonny held him tight and then finally let him free and again Ryan coughed and gasped. It was for less time this round. This continued for the next 15 minutes till Ryan hardly gagged or coughed and Jonny told him good boy, Just about then the guy on the other said came in Ryan's ass and pulled out and spit on his ass and zipped up and left. Jonny stayed in the booth but tapped the hole and Dylan was rock hard and slide his dick through, Johnny gave Ryan some poppers and then guided his head over and told him to open his mouth and he pushed his head deep on Dylan's cock and Ryan coughed and gagged. Jonny did this three more time and just then Ryan and Jonny heard and something spray and a rag was passed through the other hole. Jonny pulled Ryan off Dylan's thick cock and put the rag in the boys mouth and held hid nose and told him to bread and then to breath again. The kid was about to pass out and blacked out. Jonny pulled the rag out and passed it rough and shoved Ryan back on that big cock and down his throat and held Ryan there while Dylan fucked his throat. Dylan got really close before Ryan came to and had to get some air. Jonny pulled Ryan off and the Spray sound and the rag was pass to Jonny and he held Ryan's nose and the kid blacked out and he shoved him back on Dylan's cock and Dylan fucked Ryan's throat stretching it and after another minute shot his load deep down the kids neck. Ryan came to and needed to breath but Jonny kept his head there and said swallow fucker and Ryan did his best and then Dylan pulled out and tucked his dick in his pants and left. Jonny's dick was rock hard and Ryan tried to suck it but he grabbed his head and guided him to the other hole. In came the rag and the bottle this time. The rag was put in Ryan's mouth and he breathed and then Jonny did it again and pulled the rag out and grabbed Ryan's head and impaled him on the most beautiful big black dick had to be 10 inches. Ryan took that BBC deep but started to cough and gag with him deep, an inch deeper than Dylan and just as thick if not thicker. Jonny let him up and gave him more Impact and shoved his neck down on that BCC and it stretched his throat enough to go all the way in and the guy fucked hid throat. He moaned and said fucking nice throat. This went on back and fourth for ten minutes and then the guy said give me his ass. Jonny turned him around and backed him up at the hole and let that big cock fuck Ryan's cummy hole and just then the door opened and Ryan sprayed and put the rag in the kids mouth and then pulled out the rag as an even bigger BBC slide through. Jonny lined up his mouth and impaled the kid on this guys rock hard dick. It must have hurt but Jonny did not care but instead felt the kids neck and the outline of the huge dick. The guy fucking him slammed into Ryan and came hard. Jonny pilled right up and made him suck and clean off that dick and take him down this throat and while he was impaled Jonny said Dirty Cum? The guy only said one work Yep! The other guy said, if he wants more get him over here, you dirty too. Fuck yes give him to me. Jonny gave him impact again and shoved his head down on the dick and he rubbed Ryan's throat and let the fuck his throat and then pulled him off and to get air and back down and let the guy fuck him for ten minutes off and on and Jonny knew the guy was close and he told Ryan to swallow once, then twice and finally on the third time the guy show his dirty load down Ryan's neck. Jonny told Ryan to get dressed as the guy left and Ryan did and so did Jonny. Give me your pone and Ryan did and he called his and told him to follow him but 10 feet behind him to his apartment. He grabbed Ryan's face, you got that? Ryan said yes. Jonny text two buds to see if either was free and Marco was. Marco started heading for Jonny's apartment. Jonny Ryan were there and Jonny took him in side and told him to get undressed. Ryan complied and his ass was so wet he told him to follow him and put him on the toilet and let the cum out. Ryan did and then told Ryan to get into the shower which he did and the washed up and then dried off. Ryan was still fucked up and then he took Ryan to his room and kissed him. Ryan really liked it, They made out for a few minutes and then He told Ryan to get on his knees. Ryan did and opened his mouth and Jonny fucked his throat, pulled out and got on the bed and jacked his dick while he lifted his legs. Eat my ass boy, Ryan got down and eat Jonny's little ass hole. It was tight and tasted amazing, Jonny moaned and called him the best little whore he ever found. Jonny pulled up on the bed and told Ryan to get up and suck his dick. Ryan did and after several minutes he told Ryan it was time. Jonny lubed up his dick and told Ryan to side on it. Ryan did and Jonny went in easy and then Jonny pilled him in and Marco had left himself in and brought his room mate Rocco. Marco knew it was time to double penetrate this slut, Jonny had text him and Margo grabbed the lube and lubed up and got right behind Ryan and pressed against Jonny's dick and the boys hole and popped in with his thinner dick, just as long as Jonny but thicker. Ryan went to pull up and Jonny held him there and the boy was moaning and whimpering and Rocco brought him some poppers and fed him several hit and the boy calmed down and just moaned. Ryan's hole relaxed some and as Jonny and Marco's dicks rubbed in that hole Marco shot his first load in Ryan. Marco moaned and left his dick in for a minute and pulled out and told Rocco it was his turn and fed Ryan his cummy dick to clean off. Rocco go behind Ryan and slapped his big dick on Ryan's ass and he told Marco he was on popper duty and Marco fed him eight hits. Rocco lubed up his dick and pressed against Jonny and that cummy hole and after several tries forced his dick in that hole with Jonny and Ryan begged them to stop, please,no, it hurts. Marco grabbed the impact on the dresser and sprayed it and fed the boy the rag and he zoned out and both Rocco and Jonny fucked him till they both shot almost at the same time. Ryan was worn and the guys all got up and left him there. They had a drink out in the living room. Soon the guys left and Jonny went back in and got up next to Ryan and cuddled with him as he made out with him a little and then let his hand slide down to his cummy well worked hole and slide two fingers in him and then three and finally four fingers in his cunt. He whispered to Ryan, you have a beautiful pussy boy. They feel asleep like that with Jonny's fingers in Ryan's boy cunt.

Throughout dinner, I could tell that Michael was looking at me with the grin that he had when he was devouring my ass a couple of hours ago. It was hard to keep my hard on with his eyes on me. Kate was teasing at how impatient I was when she saw my crotch. I could also see that Alex was looking at me with an expression of regret, not knowing that our encounters which he confided to Michael had been used to Michael’s own advantage. The dynamics that played out during the rehearsal dinner, though implicit, was clear to the 3 of us with Kate being unaware despite being the center of attention. I don’t know what Alex would think of me if he knows that my ass was still leaking of his dad’s cum with the plug in. We got home a few minutes shy of midnight. Alex was sleeping at ours and on the way home, Kate wanted to get a packet of cigarette since she had drank more than she normally would. While waiting in the car, I asked Alex why he brought up what had happened during those thanksgivings to his dad. Alex said that Michael asked him whether he had been with anyone and that he said that I was the only person he actually had physical contact with. “I don’t feel about you the same way you feel about me, Alex” Alex understood what I meant and was nonchalant. He knew that I was getting married to his sister. Yet, from the backseat, he came up to me and whispered, “I know.” He pushed his tongue into mine. Thankfully, I could see that Kate was still paying. For a moment, I kissed him back but stopped and told him that we should just keep things the way it is. He then asked how I knew that he told Michael of our encounters. I only told him that we had hung out the whole day. I then bent the truth and told him that Michael thinks that he should settle down and not turn out like him. Alex then reassured me by saying that he’ll never turn positive like Michael. I felt jaded after hearing that, and I told him good night when we got out of the car. He only wished me good luck on tomorrow’s wedding. That night, I couldn’t sleep as I begin to grasp at how involved I was with Kate, Alex and Michael. On one hand, I felt bad for Kate for not knowing what I’ve done. On the other, it turned me on knowing that I’ve screwed both her brother and her dad. Maybe it’s sadism. I went downstairs at around 3 AM and fixed myself a glass of gin & tonic. I passed by the guest room and took a peek of Alex who was sleeping in his jock, ass exposed in the humidity. I instantly felt hard and walked in, placing my hand against his ass. He could tell that it was me as he arched his back against my palm. I have never fucked Alex but after being with Michael, I knew I needed to pump my load somewhere. I went down on him and rimmed him like Michael did, with circular motion around the hole. Alex started to moan and begged me to fuck him. I inserted my finger into his mouth and told him that I’ll only use his spit for lube. Things really do get kinky after dark. I went deep into his ass and rimmed it till he had to turn over and guide my cock into his hole. Without any further delay or lube, I pushed myself into him with his head on the pillow, muffling out his moans while I still had the buttplug in me. I fucked him for 20 minutes without breaking my pace and after the first 5 minutes, he began to lose up. The next thing I knew, I was flipped onto his bed and he begun squatting on my dick, riding vigorously without breaking eye contact. Like the previous times when Alex blew me, we didn’t speak. Only heavy breathing. With Alex, the unspeakable nature between us was something that Michael did not possess. As I was about to come, Alex looked at me and nodded, reassuring me that I could come into him. As he bounced on my dick, I pulled him onto my thigh when I came, forcing a tiny scream out of him. We spooned for a while as I tell him that this would be the last time that we would do this. He had a sad look in his face but he understood that this time, it was real. I gave him one last blowjob before I left and spit his cum into his mouth when he came. Before entering my bedroom, I brushed my teeth and looked at myself in the mirror, contemplating the decisions that I’ve made before getting into bed with Kate.

Alex wasn’t done with his lunch yet and I decided to reheat some of the food that Kate left. I sat beside him. There was still half a bottle wine left on the table. Nevertheless, I took out a six pack from the fridge and placed between us. Alex and I continued drinking as I told him about my weekend with his dad. I explained to Alex that Michael was actually hosting a breeding party. I lied a little and said that I overheard his conversation with his friends with the loud fuck noise that played throughout the night. I didn’t tell him what was in the room or that I was still bruised from how stretched out my ass was, just that there was a room where the breeding happened. Alex listened to me attentively as he finished his 3rd can of beer not realizing that he was spotting a massive hard on. I laid my hand on his and got closer to him, pecking him on his lips. We started to make out and I lead him upstairs to my room where we took our clothes off. I pulled his pants off and laid him on my bed. I started to lick his balls and his cock. Starting from the tip, I would licked down to his hole, applying the same technique his dad had done on me. In some twisted way, I felt highly turned on that whatever Michael had done to me, I was trying to do the same to Alex. The only difference is that the way Alex felt about me could never be compared to the way I feel for his dad. Alex was moaning now and before he knew it, I was fucking him aggressively, picturing him as one of the cumdumps at Michael’s that night. I asked Alex whether he wanted my cum. Before I could even finish my question he was already shouting Yes. I shot 6 times into him, with each torrent flooding his intestines. Alex was sweating profusely as he had rocked his hip back on to mine at a rapid pace. His ass was solid tight while his back was shaped elegantly thanks to the hours he had put in at the gym. Alex looked at me after I came and started jerking his cock off. I went down on him and sucked the last cum out of him as he continued moaning with each shot of his cum hitting my throat. I sucked him dry to ensure that my bed didn’t have any cum stains. I also sucked my cum out of Alex’s hole and fed it to him. He was reluctant at first but as I looked at him with an expression that he always falls for, he swallowed without a second thought. Alex then cleaned himself up and finally said, “Why do you do this to me?” “What do you mean?” “You can’t fuck me anytime you want’ you know. I’m not your bitch”. “Well if you aren’t then why can’t you resist sucking my dick? Why is it hard for you to not have a hard on when you see me? Even raising my voice right now turns you on, doesn’t it?” I could see that Alex was trying to cross his legs. “I don’t think we should see each other anymore. Only if Kate is around.” “Fine by me. At least your sister doesn’t hate herself after fucking me.” Alex didn’t say a word and left. Kate came back and hour later telling me how nothing was stolen but most of the china were broken. She suspect it coming from another competitor. I could only do so much in trying to tune her out as she continued to ramble on about how she should’ve upgraded her alarm system.

I didn’t get any cold feet when I woke up that morning and I was genuinely excited to begin my life with Kate. Kate had always been there for me and had never failed to support me. For Kate, I was just enough. We were comfortable. As she walked down the aisle with Michael, he could tell that I was looking at him rather than his daughter, which I knew would stroke his ego as I could see his grin again. I think Michael and I are alike in such that we have the same dark desire. After reciting our vows, Kate and I kissed. We were officially husband and wife. Just like how we envisioned it to be. A few months after our honeymoon, I decided to get tested to see if a part of Michael got in me. When the results came out negative, I was relieved but sad. A strange conflict feeling arose in me had made me lie to Kate, telling her I had work in NYC and that I was needed for the weekend. She told me to see Michael if I had the time and reminded me to pass him some extra gifts we had from the wedding. I texted Michael under the pretense that I had work and that I could claim my accommodation in cash if I could stay with him instead of booking a place. Knowing Michael, he would only agree if I had his buttplug on when I come over. I didn’t return his butt plug after my wedding. I like to consider it as my special wedding gift from him. The most precious one. I kept it in one of my old Florsheim boxes because Kate never like those shoes I had. It had been almost 6 months since I last had it in me. I took it out the morning of my wedding in the bathroom. I could still feel Michael’s cum pouring out of my hole onto my shower floor. I scrubbed every inch of my body on the morning of my wedding after removing it. And now, I yelped a bit when I pushed it in me again before leaving for the airport. I cheated too by using tons of lube. I was surprised that I got through security easily. I felt full but complete like I did when I spent that afternoon with Michael. From LaGuardia, I took a cab to Bushwick and found myself in a loft building where Michael had stayed on the top floor. Inside, the first thing I saw was the amount of framed artworks he had being piled together near his door. “Another new venture. Anyone can just inflate the price depending on their mood.” He claimed, explaining how interested he was in the arbitrary nature of the art market. I don’t know what he was saying half of the time even if I had majored in finance, but I couldn’t stop paying attention to him. After a while, he finally asked me to show my ass. I took off my pants and much to my surprise, he let out a hum of approval when he saw that I was wearing a yellow jock. “Those are some funky jocks you’re wearing”, he teased, reigniting the memory of that afternoon. “Learnt from the best”, I countered, trying to test if I could resist myself from him. I told myself this time that I would be more reserved and less sensitive than I usually am. “How’s my daughter?”, he asked. He always calls Kate, Kate. Never daughter. Saying daughter was his way to reinforce his position as my father-in-law, making me feel a bit degraded. “Kate’s good. She thought of giving you some of the extra gifts that we got” “Is that why you came here, or do you really have work? Cause Kate told me that you worked for Lincoln. My guys in Manhattan told me that no one from HQ was coming to town cause half of them had gotten an early Christmas break”. Suddenly, I felt exposed that he called my bluff out but a little happy, knowing that he must have had looked up on me. “So you checked up on me?” “Well, I bumped into Karl the other week after I got your text. Doesn’t a customer have the right to know if his premium is increasing?” “So, you did.” “Yes, I did. I wanted to know whether you really wanted to see me. And I was right.” Assured as he was, he smiled and held my hand. I turned away and pulled the buttplug out of me, yelping before placing it on his hand. As it popped out, Michael gripped my ass and placed his head close to my hole, sniffing and licking the semi rosebud that had formed around it. “Don’t..” I pleaded. “You know you want this” he said, not missing a slurp. As much as I tried to get rid off from him, it was impossible. I was docile. He continued to ravish my hole while my cock had gotten hard, protruding out of my jock. His touch and sniff sent a different feeling of waves within me that I don’t get with Kate. With Kate, it was satisfactory. With Michael, I felt like I was only scratching the surface of my hidden sexuality. “I don’t think you should worry about Kate. This can be our little secret. Like you and Alex. He still calls me every month, full of complaints on his love life. He never fails to mention you. Did you really fuck him that night?” I was amazed at how Michael could multitask. He was telling me all this while fingering me, pushing his digits deeper into me. I couldn’t form any coherent sentences except for a nod of yeah and a few short sentences. He continued speaking after I nodded to his initial question. “I was jealous at first, but I also felt flattered, knowing that you probably needed to feel like how I felt, piledriving him like I did to you with no mercy. Anyway, I told Alex to get over it and settle down like you did with Kate. But deep down, I was just trying to have you all to myself. He’ll never know what we have.” His words assured me again, and I felt safe and secured being here with him. But I still know that Alex has a special place in my heart. Alex was that person who I could never stop fucking even if we haven’t spoken in years. “I want to show you something.” He stopped playing with my hole and brought me into a squared room that had a sling in the middle which was suspended by chains to the ceiling with full mirrors on each side of the wall including ceiling. Across the sling lied a St Andrew Cross in black oak with brass restraints. Parallel to the sling on each side of the wall were cabinets full of paraphernalia that would bring any small town’s sex shop to shame. The room was fully dark and was only lit by a dark red light. Michael considered this to be his and Nate’s playground. At least once a day, they would spend a session, testing the limits of their pleasure. Every month, they would throw their breeding parties where around 30 men or more would be invited to initiate a new member. As Michael told me this, I was still holding my hard on with my hole feeling empty. He then continued to explain how his Brotherhood started out with Nate and that 4 years after moving to NY, Nate was diagnosed. By the late 90s, treatment medicine were becoming widely available so there was no point for Michael to play safe anymore. He thought that if Nate had it then he should have it too, so that they could form a stronger bond and still live longer. Looking back, Michael was a pioneer in the movement. The Brotherhood that they created started with Nate and after almost 2 decades, the Brotherhood had gathered around 50 members, with the first 20 being initiated by Michael himself. For them, the Brotherhood meant freedom and limitless experimentation in their sexuality. Initially, the Brotherhood kept to themselves as a weekly sex party. In order for them to continuously expand their group, the members will frequently rotate their medicines intake to ensure that at least half of them would have a high viral load during an initiation. “You’re lucky that you came this weekend. We’re hosting our 20th anniversary. Everyone is coming over tonight and we’ll have 5 potential members. Would you like to be the 6th or do you just want to observe, like you always do?” I gulped and said that I would rather observe. Michael nodded. “Very well. Do you want to try the sling?”

I sat on the bed browsing through the channels while Michael showered. He had left his bag unzipped on the bed. I could see the jockstraps he had brought were all neon colored. The TV couldn’t distract or stop me from rummaging through his bag. It was fascinating. His suit was in it and so was his socks. Without any forethought, I sniffed it and felt the blood rush into my cock. I heard the shower turned off and stopped myself, trying to refold everything as if it hadn’t been touched. It was impossible to salvage anything by then. I heard him let out a giggle as he was standing by the bathroom door in his towel. “Now what do we have here?” “You’ve some really funky underwear.” I said trying to feign ignorance of what a jockstrap is. “Very funky. You like what you see?” He said coyly as he started to walk toward me while he rubbed his furry chest. I didn’t know whether he meant him or the jocks in his bag but I do know that I’m seeing his whole torso now for the first time with all its mesmerizing tattoos. At his navel, there was a hazard sign that I remember seeing on syringe disposals. Both his chest had a scorpion tattoo each, facing left and right. The rest of his body had the same tribal designs he had on his arms but in a more elaborate fashion. “Kinda. Never knew that you would be this kinky.” “Oh, you only saw my jocks. You didn’t look deep enough to even know what kinky is.” he said as he grabbed the bag. “Do you know what this tattoo means?” He asked. At this point, I could not form any more words. I wasn’t even sure which tattoo he was referring to. I was at a loss of words trying to resist myself. “These doodles were taken from a drawing that Kate & Alex made in their first grade. It was the only thing I took of them when I left. First week I settled in, I got it inked on my arm. A reminder. But I know you’re curious to know about this one too.” He pointed to his navel. “It’s a biohazard symbol, right? And I know about your condition. It’s why Kate invited you in the first place, so that she won’t have any regrets like you had if you die”. I don’t know why I was being very hostile. It could have been a flight or fight response to the sexual tension that had been brewing since we got into the room. “You really are trying to control yourself, aren’t you?” He asked as he released the grip of his towel which dropped on the floor. I could not come up with a reply as I was amazed at how huge his cock was. His balls were hanging low and his P.A. was gold this time. He was also wearing a cock ring that only prolonged my gaze. “Found it” He cried out after foraging through his bag. I shifted my gaze from his crotch to his hands. He took out a 12 inch dildo and opened another compartment in the bag to reveal a metal butt plug that was the size of his fist. I gulped and finally had the guts to ask him what we were doing. “It’s only 3pm. Rehearsal starts at 8. Don’t you want to have some fun?” “I’m not into this. This isn’t right.” “If it isn’t right, why are you still hard? You really should get married. You don’t even know how to fold socks properly.” One thing about Michael was how charismatic he was. For me, it was hard to resist his temptations. I knew that I was getting married tomorrow but I can’t help but think of the last moments of freedom I might have. I took off my shirt and got closer to Michael. He brushed his lips against mine as he unbuckled my trousers and we caressed and made out continuously on the bed. I could feel his hard cock against my stomach as we kissed and he stopped to ask if I have done anything like this before. “I’ve only fooled around with Alex and that’s him blowing me most of the time” “Most of the time? So you’ve sucked Alex before?” “Maybe once or twice…” With that he pulled my head down to his cock and without hesitation I devoured his whole shaft, piercing through my throat as I felt his P.A. reaching through my trachea. I coughed while he laughed as he kissed my lips when I tried to catch my breathe. “You want to try one of these jocks?” Michael picked out a pink jock which fit me and framed my ass. Its bands supported the shape of my ass and it showed how I had still maintained my figure since college football ended. Michael then pushed me on the bed and began rimming. I could have melted in the sheets as his tongue swirled around my hole making it crave for his cock. He spat onto my hole and rimmed my hole in motions that I don’t know how to explain. Suddenly, he probed his index finger into me and I let out a small whimper. He told me to breathe slowly and as I did, I realized that he had already put in his whole fist in. As he pulled out, I let out a satisfying moan. “You’re going to love this” He took out the dildo and applied lube on it. Slowly, he inserted it into me and I tried to withheld my screams. What felt like pain at first turned into a mix feeling of pleasure and excitement that I’ve never felt before. I felt filled with the dildo in me. When Michael told me that’s not even half way into me, I panicked. He assured me that he was reaching for my second hole and suddenly, I felt it. There was no more pain but only bliss. Michael then said that it’s all the way in. Slowly, he thrust it in and out of me as I continued to moan incessantly. Precum started to form and I could tell that Michael enjoyed seeing his jock having my cumstain. As he pulled the dildo out, he asked whether I want to be fucked. “I’m not sure. I mean, you’re undetectable right?” I asked him as he started to cup my dick with his hands before stretching the jock to lick my balls. “I’m not sure. I stopped taking my medications after George died. And Don’t worry. He died in a car accident in Long Island. We both had it and we managed it well but after his departure, it made me think of my purpose in life and how I should just let this disease take over me with him not being here anymore. My appointment with Alex the other day was merely consultation since my MD was away. So he doesn’t know my viral load.” He said this as he started to finger me again. He asked whether I wanted to stop. I told him no as I was lost in the intense pleasure that was unfolding. “Even if I fuck you now, you can always go to the doctors tomorrow, or after this, depending on whether you want to keep my seed or not. If you prefer the former, you wouldn’t just be my son-in-law.” As he said this I began to tensed up as nothing was hotter than the words that he just said. He could feel my ass tightening around his finger. “You want my seed, do you?” I hesitated to answer. “It’s up to you. You’re the groom. No pressure.” I stopped thinking about the consequences of what I was about to do and let out a reply that made his usual smirk change to an insatiable grin. “I want you to breed me with your seed.” With that, he rimmed me again and put both my legs on his shoulder. His coarseness only brought out the hidden desire I had for him. Without any warning, he plunged his cock into me as I screamed in pleasure. His thrust was slow to ensure that every part of him was in me. The words that I tried to form became incomprehensible moans. I never thought that I could ever feel this form of pleasure. After about 20 minutes, he turned my body to a doggy position and the next thing I knew, he was impaling me and calling me his bitch. “You’re a true cumdump, aren’t you?” “Yes, sir” Those were the first coherent words that I said since he started fucking me. “You want my load, my seed in you, to form an unbreakable bond between us?” I don’t even know how he could form such sentences. I only knew that it made me desire him even more than before. “Yes, I want your load. No, I need it. Please, breed me.” Where did this part of me come from? I began to wander whether I was descending into a spiral of madness. It was as though I was taken over by someone else. “You’re going to get it soon and you’re going to join the brotherhood. In time, you won’t regret any of this”. I could only muster a moan of agreement and held Michael’s hands as he pulled me in to slide his shaft deeper into me. “I’m going to come, and you’re going to accept it. But I need you to beg for it. Or else I won’t stop.” By then, I was already feeling fatigued even though the pleasure didn’t stop. “Please, come in me. I need it, Sir.” “Beg for me more.” “I need your load, Michael, please”. With that, Michael let out a hoarse moan as I felt my hole being filled with his warm spunk. Jets of cum amounting to almost 15 torrents were hitting my walls. Each shot felt like a part of him was locking into me forever. Michael collapsed on top of my back and continued kissing my back and neck while licking my ears. “I didn’t want to stop but when you called my name, I couldn’t control myself any longer.” As we spooned afterwards, reality started to hit again. It was almost 7 and I hadn’t gotten ready. I rushed out of bed and tried to recollect myself while Michael suggested that I should calm down and shower together. Before getting out of bed, he convinced me to take up the butt plug so that I could feel his cum throughout the night. I didn’t want the experience to end so I yielded. He tried to talk to me about what just happened and if I was comfortable with it. I didn’t have the time to think or discuss since we were running late. We got to dinner just on time with Kate berating me for my tardiness. I explained that I got carried away getting to know Michael. Michael told Kate that I showed him around the city and that we had drank more than a bit at the hotel, losing track of time. It took a while for Kate to calm down as she was then questioning why I decided to drive even though I didn’t have actually have a drop of alcohol in me. If only she knows that I was drunk on her dad’s cum. Only when Alex came did her mood lighten up.

I’d like to think that I was lucky to get married to Kate. We’ve known each other since freshman year at Penn State and have never had any breaks in between the course of our relationship despite how most relationships in college are. We’ve been together for 7 years now and we’ve lived together for almost 5. After my recent promotion, I decided to propose. I don’t know much about Kate’s family, except for her fraternal twin brother, Alex, who was her only family that showed up for our graduation. Alex studied at Pitt and is the only person I’ve met from her family. He would come up for Thanksgiving to see Kate and I never fail to bring them both back to Philly to celebrate with my family. I remember the first time I saw Alex, I instantly had a hard on. Seeing Kate already turned me on but to see a male version of her, with firm chest and solid biceps only reaffirmed my bisexuality. Kate knows of my sexuality as I’ve always been very open with her. She told me that honesty was something that she never saw in her parents which made her value honesty in our relationship. I didn’t tell her about how turned on I was when I saw her brother though, so I never gave honestly my all. And neither did him I guess as every Thanksgiving throughout our college years, Alex would be on his knees caressing my balls and sucking my cock like a lollipop while I laid on my childhood bed with everyone downstairs thinking that we were playing Xbox. The only joystick that was being played was mine. We never talked about it afterwards and it has remained our little secret ever since. While figuring out the guest list for the wedding, I asked Kate whether she has any other family coming besides Alex. “My dad actually contacted me. Well, Michael. We don’t call him dad. He bumped into Alex a few weeks before he was done with his postgrad at NYU. He was one of Alex’s patient. We knew he was in New York from the postcard he sent when we turned 12 but the thought of seeing him never crossed us. We don’t even remember much of him. Alex told me that he asked about me and that I should see him. Do you think it would be a good idea for him to come? In a way, he still is my dad. I can’t believe he’s going for Alex’s graduation. I haven’t seen him in 20 years.” Kate rarely mentions her childhood, and from what Alex told me, both their parents were never there for them. Their dad had left when both twins were 6. 10 years after, their mom did the same, leaving a letter explaining how she couldn’t stand being around them as it reminded her too much of her mistake with Michael. For Kate and Alex, they considered both their dead parents from then on. I told Kate that it’s up to her if she wants Michael to be there. At Alex’s graduation, it took us a while to see Michael. When we saw Alex hugging him, Kate’s expression turned from stunned to repulsion. I couldn’t make much of him as his back was facing mine except that he was taller than Alex at around 6’5”. I could also make up the outline of his trousers to see that he was wearing a jock. With a bubble ass at that age, it’s a shame to not wear one. Alex then came up to us and told Kate to not overreact and that she should hear him out. As Michael walked over, I begin to see where both these twins got their genes from. His age does not justify his body as it was define, rigid and had the posture of a lamp. He had broad shoulders and a buzzcut with a clean cut beard. His eyes, just like his children were green but darker. Not a wrinkle on his face could tell that he was past 50. Despite wearing a suit, you could also tell his whole body was tattooed by looking at both wrists. If anything, I felt more pressured to be there than Kate did. Initially, there was an awkward silent as both of them didn’t know what to say. Alex had to introduce me to him to break the ice. After exchanging How are Yous I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to avoid their little reunion for any further awkwardness. For some reason, I hid myself in the stall because I started to feel really horny thinking about Michael and how firm his handshake was. His hand was huge and chiseled and I could see the size of his huge biceps peeked through his blazer. As he smiled at me while we shook, I began to trace the outline of his facial structure and notice his earrings on his left ear. All these observations had only made me even more hard and I needed to get off quick. Suddenly, I heard the door opened and the thought of wanting to jerk off deflated. I flushed and got out of the stall to wash my face at the counter. By the urinal, Michael was there, and I could see his huge cock out peeing with a P.A ring as I tilted my head. It astonished me how thick it was. Sensing I was there, he looked at me and smiled without any interruption. “It seem like Kate & I share the same taste in men.” I let out a small laugh, and I asked how it went with Kate. He said that it wasn’t bad.. nor good. He had explained to her why he left. Michael had left his wife after realizing that he had always been gay. He couldn’t stand the life he had in Pittsburgh and decided to move to New York where his partner who was also his colleague at that time had been promoted to. The firm needed extra help so Michael joined with him. Michael quit finance and opened up his own gay bar after shorting in 08’. In a way, he achieved his dreams at the expense of his children being neglected. He then talked about how the life he has now is different than his previous one. In an esoteric way, he also explained how he no longer has any fear now. He mentioned how his partner had passed a few years ago and that he started to think of his other family, his previous family. Meeting Alex was a coincidence as his usual MD was not in. “I know it was a selfish of me, and believe me I do feel guilty for leaving, but I am happy living my life now. It doesn’t hurt to reach out and fate has its own ways of making me meet my family again.” I feared that Kate would have probably slapped him if he had actually said that which explains why he’s in here now. Not to mention how he could use the word fate liberally. “Kate surprisingly hugged me and teared up a bit. Alex said that she only wants to know what happened. It was less dramatic than how I initially expected so I told her everything that I’m telling you now. I guess she didn’t see the point of being mad anymore.” While he was still talking, I began to observe more and more of him. His facial expressions and his smile with his cock still out. He must have drank a lot because he was really leaking. I was fixated on it and he didn’t seem to mind me as I nodded my head while he talked. There was also something about the way he spoke, it was hypnotizing. I snapped back to reality when I realized that I had a massive erection again and as he saw it, he smirked and said that I better not flaunt it around too much. Flustered, I recollected myself and Michael let out a laugh and said that I shouldn’t be embarrassed. He walked over to the sink next to mine and washed his hands. While doing so, I could see that he too had a hard on. After he dried his hands, he glided slowly by me to the exit and just before he went for the door, he grabbed my ass. “Alex told me how good your cock tastes. If I was him I would’ve tasted your cunt instead." I instantly froze and got hard again as he vanished. I left 10 minutes later after jacking off in the same stall I was in, imagining how the girth of his cock would feel sliding inside me.

Michael held me up to the sling and restrained both my legs and arms. His body was tensed as he carried me and I could see his veins every time he moved his arms to readjust me. Suddenly, he took out a jar of crisco and a black rubber glove from one of the cabinets. “The last time I had my fist in you, you whimpered. It’s been what, 6 months now? I wonder if that ass is still tight.” I hesitated for a bit, trying to get out of the sling as I begged him to start with something small and less invasive. “Don’t be silly. You came here with that buttplug. It has already loosen you up.” I didn’t notice it at first, but I could also see that at the top of each of the sling’s chain, there was a camera attached, like a GoPro. By the cabinets, there was a monitor with each camera angle being displayed. Michael told me not to worry as it wasn’t recording. He went back to the cabinet and took out a bondage mask. My world turned black and I could only breathe through my mouth. I then hear the record sound being clicked. “Breathe in and out. You can do this. It’s the least you can do for me since you’re not participating tonight.” I pleaded with him but it was no use. Once his palm was sideways into me, he formed a first and pushed deeper into me, sending a wave of painful ecstasy that resulted in me screaming in a blissful agony. Suddenly, I hear the sounds of coins shaking coming from the speaker. Was I being revorded live? Michael continued to fist me for another 10 minutes, stretching me in and out. By the time he was done, my hole had been worn out. As he unlocked the restraints, he gave me a kiss and a bottle of water. “We made $200 thanks to your hole. Keep the whole thing.” I thought that I would feel used but instead, I felt empowered. I was still having a hard on when Michael released me. He brought me out back to the living room where he threw me on the sofa. We made out and he went down on me, nursing my cock till I came in his mouth. He had given me one of the best blowjobs of my life. Within 5 minutes, I was already shooting loads nonstop. He fed my cum back to me and we made out and cleaned each other’s mouth with our tongues. After we were done, Michael settled down, and asked me, “So why are you really here?”

Ryan was silent for a few hours and around 11 AM I text him: Jack - Hey bud what's up? Ryan - Not much, just working. Jack - Did you swing by this morning? Ryan - Yea, I did. Mornings seem to be busy but a lot of Black guys in the morning. Not sure you are ready to suck BBC. I would start with some smaller White or Latin Dicks. Jack - Good to know, So really morning, lunch and after work will work. Nice! Jack - I can not wait to suck my first dick. I have been watching a lot of Glory Hole porn lately it gets me hot! Ryan - Yes, it is hot! Got to run for now., Need to work through lunch because I was late this morning. TTYL I sent out a text letting guys know he was not going over lunch and I would update them about after work. It sounds like he may be a little worn out from the last few days several guys text back disappointed. Two sent back a little rock will set him right. That got several LOL's and lets do it. I got back to working and while I was, Ryan was fielding text from Mike, Trevon and Malik. Mike had sent him a text around 11:30 and told him he wanted to share Ryan's hot mouth and boy cunt with his son who had not had sex in a month since his wife got pregnant. He explained that he just needed to cum a few times and Mike knew Ryan was the guy to do it. Mike shared that his son was a ginger too with a cock thick and longer than his and he wanted to set up a time for Ryan to come over to his place and be shared with them. Ryan was totally into it and thought being with a father and a son would be hot as fuck. They set up a time for Wednesday night for Ryan to come over after work at 6 PM. Mike gave the kid his address and told him he would text and confirm at 5:30. Ryan was really excited, although he had thought previously and had on his bucket list to fuck a mother and daughter he thought this could be even hotter now that he was horny for dick and cum. He loved hot Mike could cum multiple times and thought maybe his boy would even beat Mikes record with him. Trevon text that he had the party set for his white whore and told Ryan where to be Sunday. Ryan did not text back right away, Trevon text answer me Cunt! Ryan text back yes, I will be there. Good Whore boy! Malik text Ryan to tell him he was a great fuck but needed work on his oral skills. He went on to say, I want you to practice on some BBC orally before I get back into town on Tuesday. I want you to report every day your progress at throating BBC. I will have to say you have grade A pussy boy! Ryan text back TY. Ryan was horny and nervous , Ryan thought, I need to go to the hole tonight and try to suck some BBC.

Chapter VIII Our dancing got hotter than hell. We stayed on the dance floor for about 3 straight numbers before heading back to our table. By this time both Randy and Justin's cocks were hard as steel and their bulges were very noticeable. Both, Nigel and I, were panting with lust from the stimulation of our asses being pretty much almost abused and pummeled while dancing. I noticed that like myself, Nigel could hardly sit still. I am sure he was as turned on as I was if not more so. He was also flirting a lot with both Randy and Justin. He almost had no shame in the way he was carrying on. Before I knew what he was doing, Nigel had asked the other guys to come home with us so we could all just chill a while before they went home. I was a little worried about it but before I could say anything they had accepted the invite. After finishing our drinks, we all headed out to go to our place. I was driving and as I got into the driver's seat, Randy had opened his door and climbed into the back right behind me. On the other side, just as Justin opened the other rear door, Nigel lept past him and piled into the rear with Randy. Justin just shrugged his shoulders and got in the front with me. I glanced at Nigel as is to ask what the heck he was doing and he just smiled and leaned back in the seat so I just started up and took off. We hardly got a block away from the club, when all at once, Nigel's bare feet came over the seat between Justin and me. I glanced back and was just in time to see Nigel's pants pulled down to his knees and he and Randy were kissing deeply with Randy's hand between Nigel's legs feeling up his ass. I almost ran off the road and might have if Justin hadn't scooted over quickly and grabbed the steering wheel and straightened the car out for me. I was somewhat unnerved to say the least, but Justin stayed close beside me as I got back on track towards home. It was only another couple of blocks before Justin had leaned more towards me and his head came closer till he was kissing and nibbling on my neck. As he was doing that, one of his hands pushed behind my back and eased its way into the back of my pants. His hand pushed me a little forward in my seat and he cupped my ass and then moved over more and was soon running a couple of fingers up and down my crack. I had to concentrate a lot not to drive off the road and to keep my speed down. He was driving me wild with the movement and I rose up slightly and his fingers were able to reach my hole and start to run circles around it proving to be another distraction. WIth thinking about what was happening in the backseat with my love, Nigel and Randy, and Justin nibbling on my neck and one hand under me playing with my hole and his other tweaking my nipples through my shirt, I was having a terrible time driving. The alcohol I had consumed didn't help either and I was afraid a cop was going to stop us any moment. I decided I had to get off of the road or wreck. We were just coming to a park I knew of that had several nature trails running off of it. I pulled in and drove to the darkest parking spot I could find, There were a couple of picnic tables close by also. As I came to a stop, the back door on my side opened and I was shocked to see Rand climbing out with Nigel's completely bare legs wrapped around him as he lifted him up and carried him to one of the picnic tables. It was pretty obvious that Randy's huge BBC was deep inside Nigel's ass as he laid him on the table and proceeded to fuck him hard. Justin had climbed out also and followed them. He climbed on the seat and took off his pants, he was commando and soon had his big cock in Nigel's mouth while Randy continued to fuck him. I was still in disbelief about what was happening but got out and slowly made my way to the table also. What a sight it was with Randy's bbc poz cock pummeling my love's hole while Justin's also huge poz cock was deep in his throat. I stood there mesmerized by the sight and then dropped my own pants to start stroking my little cock as it was harder than I think it had ever been. Randy must have been fucking Nigel in my backseat for a bit because he only lasted about another 10 minutes before he rammed into him as hard as he could and grunted that he was cumming. He collapsed on top of Nigel for just a minute or so before getting off of him and immediately Justin pulled his big cock out of Nigel's mouth and climbed on him and rammed his cock in him. I gasped at this sight while continuing to stroke my own small dick. Then Randy climbed on top of the table and stuck his cock in my face and I opened my mouth and was soon cleaning it off deep in my throat even as he was still almost completely hard. I was so hot I almost thought I could have lit a fire off of me. Justin was really pounding Nigel's hole hard and fast. When I had Randy's cock all cleaned off with my mouth, he climbed down off of the table. I was on my knees on the seat stroking my cock and watching almost hypnotized at the fucking of my love right in front of me. Then all of a sudden Randy had grabbed me from behind and bent me over the table some and spread my ass cheeks and in one thrust pushed his huge poz cock deep into my ass. I clamped my mouth shut so as not to scream as we were still basically out in public and someone might have been able to hear. He only hesitated a few seconds before he started to fuck me just like Nigel was getting, hard and fast. These two mammoth cocked guys just kept on pounding and fucking our holes so hard and deep. It went on and on and seemed to be hours, but had to be only about another half hour at most when almost in unison, they both rammed us deep and were filling our holes full of their toxic cum. As they did I could see Nigel's little prick erupt and my own did the same at almost the same time. Nigel's load from such a small cock shot a huge load which sprayed clear over his head and hit me right in the face. Randy had cupped his hand under me and caught my load and proceeded to spread it around my mouth and some onto Nigel's mouth also. All I could think at the moment other than bliss was what am I doing, I only wanted Nigel to get poz cum and here I had taken a lot of it also. It was so hot. After a small rest we all got back up and didn't even bother to get our clothes on, but climbed back in the car to get to our house. There we all grabbed our clothes and ran into the house naked hoping none of the neighbors were up to see. Once in the house I got drinks for everyone and we all collapsed on the sofa together to try and catch our breath from the action we had just had a short time before.

I told him how after I got tested and was disappointed that I wasn’t carrying his seed. It didn’t even make sense. Anyone with my results would be screaming for joy. I was annoyed that I didn’t get his disease. Never would I see myself craving for something so self-destructive. I told him that as I left the clinic, I needed to see him. I didn’t want to be initiated as the 6th member because I only wanted him to myself. He understood and told me that I can watch. He further asked me whether I want to be personally initiated by him. “You can be part of the Original 20. You’re going to love them. Pablo has a bigger dick than mine.” I declined and said that after coming here, despite it exceeding my expectations, I couldn’t leave if I knew that I would be putting Kate’s life at risk. The clarity of how suddenly deadly it was came late to me and now that I am actually married, with actual responsibilities. I was only finding closure with Michael. Of course, he knew that as even he wouldn’t want his daughter to be marked the same way he did. As a gay man, he had the liberty to fuck any men who shared his condition. For women, it was different. He told me then that he wouldn’t allow me to join the Brotherhood as long as I am with Katie. That Friday night, dozens of men started ringing the intercom at about 9 o’clock. Michael prepared some hors-d'oeuvres and ordered in 10 boxes of pizzas. He estimated that there would be around 40 men tonight, including the 5 new members set out for initiation. Most of them were friendly & looked pretty healthy. You couldn’t tell if they were on meds or not. The 5 members who were about to be initiated were around my age and were fitter than me. 3 of them were white, average height, an Asian who was taller than me and then there was a Latino, being the shortest but with the bubbliest butt. You could tell they were about to be initiated because they were not only wearing jocks, they were also wearing a chastity cage as it is a rule for those initiated to not come until everyone else had. The 5 members would be the last ones to come. Another sling was installed Michael’s playground next to the original sling with 2 fuck benches placed in by some of the members at each corner of the room with the St Andrews Cross in between. By 9:30, Michael made an announcement that the breeding was about to commence. He also made a rule that I were to be a spectator and that I was off limits. This brought some chagrin among the members of that night who I had exchanged glances with earlier. The breeding lasted for 5 hours with a half an hour break in between. However, The 5 members were not considered members yet and each of them that had been placed at their respective station, getting fucked without a pause. Some had their holes loosed with cum flowing, whereas some had still manage to maintain a tight grip on their tops. The moans and groans that came out of the room made it hard for me to contain my hardon in my jock. As the night was about to end, the Asian participant who was restrained on the St Andrews Cross was crowned as the event’s cumpdump winner with 51 loads in. Michael had came in him 6 times. He told me that the boy’s ass was tight and warm, like velvet. It was rare for him to come across a cumpdump like that. The last time he had a good fuck like that was with me. But he made sure to tell me that my hole was not like any other because I mean more to him. As the guests left, I helped Michael cleaned his place. While washing the dishes, he came up behind me and started to shove his cock into me. It made me flinch at first but it wasn’t difficult for me to accept it. He picked up the pace and thrust me deeper and deeper. Before he was done, he pulled out and came into my face. He was keeping true to his word. It made me trust him even more. I spent the rest of the weekend with him in his loft, blowing each other off. I even topped him while he was asleep for the first time because I wanted to feel how it was like to come in him. We slept with our arms tied together wishing that the moment would last forever. Sunday came and it took me a while to say goodbye to Michael, not knowing when I would see him again. I came home to Alex and Kate having lunch and asking me how work was. They even asked me if it was weird staying at Michael’s. “I didn’t think much of it. He had his friends over and they were fucking, but his place was huge so I couldn’t hear much. Plus, the company’s reimbursing me $200 for the claim.” Kate laughed and Alex tried to laugh too but I could tell he was being insincere as he imagined that in another life, it was me and him in that loft, fucking nonstop like Michael and Nate had fucked. Kate was glad that I spent time with Michael even though she admits that she doesn’t put in the effort to see him often. Alex then asked me how he was doing health wise. I said that he looked great and healthy. Suddenly, Kate got a call that someone had broken into the restaurant she manages. She promptly left, leaving Alex and I alone.

Part 43 - Full Circle Angelo walked in to the kitchen and noticed Ellie already up and sitting outside drinking coffee, he grabbed a cup and went out to join her noticing he wasn't alone, sat with her was Margarite. She was happy to see Angelo again and catch up with him since they only spoke at social gatherings. Ethan woke up hearing the laughter coming from outside. Just as Daniel and Jordan appeared round the side of the house. It was the first time Ellie had actually met them properly, Ethan dressed and rushed down stairs. "Morning Britboy" Ethan said appearing on the terrace looking tired. Daniel laughed "You look rough Yanke" he replied striding over giving Ethan a kiss. Ethan laughed "Tired" he replied "When are you both heading back?" he asked kissing Jordan and sitting down. "This afternoon the late flight. Your suite is ready for you" Daniel replied sitting next to him. Ethan smiled "Looking forward to our two weeks in Barbados, we will see you both?" he asked Jordan nodded "Of course, you will be next door to us so not too much noise please" he laughed. Angelo brought Ethan a coffee "Did our clothes arrive?" he asked Jordan. "Yes all unpacked so you have nothing to do but enjoy your honeymoon" he replied. "Angelo don't forget Mark and Ben are taking you out to lunch today" Ethan said reminding him. "I know, why aren't you coming it is your birthday?" he asked Ethan. Ethan chuckled "I want to have a catch up Adam and Tony and I will see you at the Chatwal this afternoon". Ethan had been planning this day with Mark and Adam's help as an anniversary present to Angelo, it was a big gamble but so far it seemed as though the plan was working. Angelo left with Mark and Ben for lunch at 11am and Ethan waited until midday when Tony and Adam came to pick him up. They chatted and drove in to New York dropping Ethan off at the Chatwal so he could leave his things and store their passports in the hotel safe, after a quick bite to eat they drove out of Manhattan. "Are you sure you want to do this Ethan, I mean you don't want us to come in with you?" Tony asked. Ethan smiled "I'm sure it will be fine, I can take care of myself" he replied nervously remembering the incident here previously. Adam laughed turning to Ethan in the back seat "Well you certainly got more muscle than before". The car pulled up and Ethan got out "Anyway he will be here in 30 minutes" Ethan said kissing them good bye. Adam looked at his phone which buzzed "Another text from Juan, he wants to speak to me" he said looking confused. Tony chuckled "I'm dam sure it's not about him being gay" he smiled at Adam and they pulled away. "Who is Juan?" Steve asked from the back seat. "We were in the same lectures at college, his brother Javier was Ethan and Ben's best friend" Adam replied. Steve leaned forward "Was?" he asked. Adam nodded "They had a massive bust up at Mel's diner in Harrison. It was all about Ethan being found out he was gay" he said recalling the day in the diner. Ethan rang the buzzer and the door unlocked, he pushed it open and walked through. Angelo pointed out to Mark he had taken the wrong turning for Manhattan and asked if he really knew where he was going. Mark and Ben laughed and told him to be quiet as they were nearly there, turning the corner they pulled up in front of the building. "Guys this is not the hotel, you do know where we are?" Angelo said looking confused getting out of the car. Mark got out and walked round to him "He is waiting for you Angelo" he said kissing him "See you at the hotel later". Angelo looked at the door and smiled suddenly realising the significance of the date and place, he rang the buzzer and the door unlocked. He paid and wandered through changing and then down the stairs. Ethan much more confidence than a year ago fended off two horny young men and their persistence to entice him, he had only eyes for one person and sat there waiting, the plumes to steam enveloping his body he had the biggest smile on his face waiting. The blast of cold air wafted over him as a figure sat a few meters away from him, Ethan composed himself and allowed the steam to roll over his body. He was still Ethan but slightly taller, one year older and now with a defined muscular build. He moaned softly as he felt the hand touching his chest, just to be sure he looked down and saw the familiar tattoos on the arm that he knew so well now. The hand roamed all over his chest then circling around his back pulling him and guiding him. Obliging he sat across the lap of the man in front of him, there was no doubt he still took Ethan's breath away looking at the face and the eyes that looked back at him with such love. His hand caressed Ethan's face pulling him closer, their lips rubbing against each others for a few tender moments. Ethan parted his lips and kissed Angelo as if it was their first kiss, teasingly in an unsure manner but now with more experience his lips already locked against Angelo's feeling and tasting his man. Ethan moaned in his erotic state as Angelo closed his arms around Ethan's body and applied enough pressure to hear Ethan moan and gasp in pleasure, his body lifting feeling Angelo's cock position itself and holding him in suspense for a moment before he pulled Ethan's body down on his cock slowly and fluidly in one sublime movement. The steam pulsing around their glistening bodies from the sweat covering them from head to toe, Ethan clasped his hands around Angelo's neck and slowly he began to ride Angelo's cock. They spoke no words, just the sound of the hissing steam their kissing and the moans from Ethan as they made love taking time and pleasuring each other. He gasped and moaned again feeling the arms tighten around his body, their kissing taking on more urgency as Ethan felt his lovers cock twitching and pulsing harder in his ass knowing that Angelo was about to orgasm, his own body alive and ready he moaned and clasped tighter around Angelo's neck, his cock straining between their abdomens giving moan and raising his body slightly releasing his orgasm, his hole tightening in waves from the contractions in his cock. He felt those arms sharply tighten around his young body as Angelo pushed up hard impregnating the first stream of his seed deep in to Ethan, this was quickly followed by several more volleys being pushed deeper and deeper in his lover. Ethan wriggled his body in the arms of Angelo that still held him tight, he kissed Angelo roughly several times 'Happy anniversary' he said looking in to Angelo's eyes. He couldn't tell but was sure Angelo welled up before kissing him hard and lovingly shrouded by steam. They made love three more times before their bodies slipped off each other. He still found the steam room overpowering and Angelo steadied him as he stood up, Ethan laughing and cuddling up close to the firm pecs adorning Angelo's body, the relief of the cool air as they left the steam room to take an invigorating cold shower together, their hands continued touching and caressing. Angelo kissed his neck "This is where it all started one year ago today" Ethan whispered to him. "It took me a few minutes outside to realise the significance" Angelo said kissing him on the lips. Ethan smiled "It is where you took my virginity. I never expected my first encounter would end this way". "I meant what I said Ethan, you have changed me with your love in many ways" Angelo replied stroking his face. Ethan kissed him "You own me Angelo, nothing and no one will ever change that or how I feel towards you" he replied. Angelo kissed him deep as the cold water cascaded over their heads. Brad had just come back on duty from his break, and looked at the list of men who had arrived, to his surprise the names Tiger and Angelo written half way down. He heard a laugh as the two appeared at the top of the stairs, he recognised Angelo immediately but had to double take at Tiger, he was unsure at first if this was the same guy. "Ethan?" Brad asked walking over towards them. Ethan nodded "You remembered my name?" he said chuckling. "Holy shit, I didn't, I mean, wow you have changed so much" Brad said running his hand along Ethan's arms. Ethan smiled embarrassingly "Thanks". "Angelo so good to see you" he kissed and hugged him. "You look like your keeping well Brad" Angelo said "I am surprised your still here". Brad held Angelo's hands "This place is so empty without you coming here" he felt the ring "No way?" he said. Angelo smiled "Yes, Ethan is my husband as of yesterday" he said. Brad shook his head looking at Ethan "How the hell did you do that?" he laughed and kissed Ethan "Congrats". Ethan could feel there was a coldness from Angelo to Brad that he had never picked up on before "Thanks". "Things have changed slightly" Brad started saying "I met a cute young guy a few weeks ago". Angelo looked sceptically at him "Have you corrupted him yet?" he asked but he didn't smile. Brad smirked at Angelo "You know me to well Angelo, but no" he replied "we are heading to the city later". Ethan chuckled "Come to the Chatwal and join us for dinner at 7pm" he suggested. Brad looked at Angelo who smiled "Will we be intruding on your dinner plans?" he asked. "No, it is my birthday dinner, Adam and Tony will be there" he said "please come" Ethan repeated. "Okay but only if my date is happy to" Brad said saying good bye to them as they left the bathhouse. Angelo and Ethan's journey had come full circle and complete in one year, closing the door behind them of the bathhouse they headed to the train station. Adam was packing his overnight bag with Callum laying for the most part naked on the bed, Steve calling to him several times to pick out his clothes for the night, Tony dragged Callum by his legs to the edge of the bed rubbing his crotch against Callum's ass laughing and pulling him upright. Coming Callum called out to Steve having a quick snog with Tony and being patted on the ass as he left to sort his clothes out. "Juan has just pulled up" Adam said looking out of the window and turning to head downstairs. Tony nodded "I will let you both talk and finish off packing" he said moving to the window and looking. Adam opened the front door to see Juan looking worried "Sorry Adam I know we haven't spoken for ages" Juan said. "Is everything alright Juan?" Adam asked expressing a sorry look at him "Lets go round the back and talk". Juan followed Adam and sat down on the garden bench "It's Javy he has gone all weird the last few weeks". Adam looked unsure at Juan "I don't understand Juan, what has this to do with me?" he asked. "It's not you, I just need to ask you some things, you know being gay you might know" Juan said looking at him. Adam nodded "You think Javy is gay?" he sounded a little surprised. Juan nodded at him "He left his phone unlocked and I found texts from a guy, pretty graphic and intimate plus grindr". "Oh" Adam didn't quite know what else to say "it could explain why he is behaving weird if hiding it from you". "Two days ago he was even stranger, I noticed a needle mark on his arm" Juan said nearly in tears. Adam shook his head "Shit Juan, you think he is doing drugs?" he asked. Juan nodded wiping his eye "I don't know how to stop him, even our parents are besides themselves". "They know?" Adam asked taking Juan's hand. "Yes, they just wanted to call the cops and ground him" Juan said "but I told them it would make things worse for everyone". "Juan, you know if we can help we will do" Adam said reassuring Juan. Juan half smiled "Thanks, I know he is meeting this guy again today, they are going in to NY". "So are we tonight but we will be back tomorrow lunchtime" Adam said patting him on the knee. Juan stood up "I am going to see friends in Brooklyn tonight, I have to find out who this person is" he stressed Adam held Juan "Not alone Juan. I don't want to see you get in to any trouble I know how protective you are over Javy, we do it together". Adam gave Juan a hug and watched him drive away. Tony walked up and put his arm around Adam sensing he was disturbed by the conversation with Juan. Adam spoke to the three of them telling them what just happened, although Steve and Callum had no vested interest in Juan or his brother Steve made it known that they would stick by and help as much as they could. Ethan watched Angelo as they sat holding hands on the train journey, he knew something was not sitting right with Angelo. He squeezed Angelo's hand and reminded him not to have secrets or hold anything back from him. Angelo smiled and explained to Ethan about the real Brad, the small time drug dealer that bedded guys and got them hooked on drugs only to become their dealer and getting money and sex out of them. Ethan nodded but was truly shocked, he never would have associated Brad and drugs in the same sentence, Angelo confided that Brad always picked younger guys as they were easy pickings and persuadable to do anything. Ethan apologised for inviting Brad explaining that had he known that side of them he would have been the last person he would invite. The train pulled in the Grand Central and they hopped off and strode the short distance to the Chatwal hotel to check in and meet up with the rest of the gang most of whom had arrived. Mark, Ben, Franco, Stefan, Josh and Bobby were all sat in reception waiting for Angelo and Ethan. Mark smiled and looked at them before asking if the job was done in an ironic joking manner. Ethan nodded and smiled thanking him for delivering his man on cue. The apartment buzzer sounded and Brad opened the door beaming at the 19 year old Latin guy standing at his doorstep. You look amazing he said inviting him in and closing the door. Brad had plans for this one, he knew his family were pretty well off and he seemed to have money all the time, since they had only kissed and had oral sex it was tonight that Brad planned to take the sexy lad to a new place and fuck him whilst he was high. He loved his shyness and could tell that as soon as he was freed it would be an adventure with him for a few months until he became clingy and desperately needy for him. He ran his hand along the young face and kissed him tenderly. "Ready to go on our date?" Brad asked him "Hope you don't mind but we are having dinner with friends". "Oh" he looked down at the floor "do we have to?" Javier asked. "Don't be worried Javier they are really nice, it's a birthday dinner for his husband" Brad replied. Javier nodded "Okay". Brad kissed him "How about something to calm and relax you before we go" he said guiding Javier to the bathroom. They set off to the city half an hour later with Javier smiling in his out of body experience, confident and talking rubbish to Brad who kept him close. Good thing he brought another syringe for later to keep Javier in this good happy place, considering it was only his second hit his reaction was much less calming and he didn't freak out so much. Javier kept rubbing the spot where the needle went in to his arm. They arrived at the hotel spot on 7pm and made their way to the private area of the small intimate restaurant. The group were all talking and standing most of them had their backs to Brad and Javier as they approached. Javier was beginning to come down and noticed Ben his face looking at who he thought was Ethan but the build seemed to be all wrong, he stopped and told Brad he couldn't do this. "Oh shit" Ben suddenly said seeing Javier walking with this guy stopping as they made eye contact. Javier lowered his head the shameful expression written all over his face "We need to go" he said to Brad. Ethan walked over "Javy, what are you..." he started but then felt Angelo's hand holding his arm. "Brad, glad you could make it" Angelo said smiling "I think Ethan and Ben know this young man". It was awkward without any need to emphasize it as they looked at each other. Ethan went over and politely greeted them both inviting them to sit down. Shyly Javier wished him a happy birthday, Ethan was devastated inside knowing what he knew now about Brad he wanted to say something but kept quiet and tried to engage Javier in conversation with Ben and himself. Adam looked at Tony and pulled his phone out sending a text to Juan to tell him Javier had turned up but not panic and come to the hotel around 9pm. He kept the message short as he didn't want to tell Juan to much. During dinner Ben and Ethan kept glancing at each other, both were upset and hurting inside but the look they got from Angelo told them to play it calm. After desert Javier excused himself to visit the restroom, Angelo and Adam engaged Brad in conversation although Adam kept his fist clenched under the table, he couldn't fathom how Javier had got involved with Brad like this. Ethan noticing that everyone was chatting slipped away from the table and walked in to the restroom door nearly bumping in to a man coming out. Javier stood at the sink splashing cold water on to his face and wiping it with a paper towel. Spotting Ethan entering he quickly rolled the sleeve of his shirt down. "How long have you known Javy?" Ethan asked walking towards him. Javier stood upright "Few weeks. I didn't really know until I met Brad" he replied looking at Ethan's reflection. "Why didn't you call me?" Ethan asked "You know Ben and I would do anything for you" he said. Javier looked down "We weren't exactly on best terms Ethy". Ethan leaned back against the sink "I don't understand why you reacted like that and cut us both out". "You hate me for what I did so let's just get dinner over and go our separate ways" Javier said. "I can't" Ethan wiped his eyes "you can't see him any more Javy" he said pleading to him. "Fuck off Ethy, you have your life and I have mine I don't need you" Javier replied facing him. Ethan looked at him "He will ruin you Javy why can't you see that" he said noticing Javier rubbing his arm. "What is your problem?" Javier asked a feeling of anger and despise surfacing from his normal calm demeanour. Ethan grabbed his arm and pushed the sleeve up "That is my problem" he easily held Javier's arm "How many times?" Javier looked at his arm tears began streaming down his face "Twice" he sniffed "he loves me Ethan". "Fuck does he" Ethan grabbed a towel and wiped Javier's face "He is using you to get you on you drugs". Brad noticed Ethan was missing "I need the toilet, back in a moment" he said to Angelo and Adam getting up. "He loves me Ethan he told me he did" Javier protested. Brad walked in to the restroom "Javy is Ethan hurting you?" he asked. Javier looked between them and freed his arm from Ethan's grip "No, do you love me?" he asked. Brad smiled "You don't need to ask that Javy, come on you need something to calm you down" he held out his hand. Ethan stood with his back to Javier "No Brad I know what your doing to him" he said angrily. Brad walked towards Ethan "Do you Ethan, maybe you would like a little birthday present to make you feel good". He knew Brad could overpower him easily enough "Don't come near me" Ethan warned him. "Sexy young Ethan you know I want you" Brad smirked and grabbed Ethan dragging him towards a cubicle. Ben shouted across the table to Angelo who was still deep in conversation to get his attention "Ethan". Angelo looked around and shot up from the table "Stay there Ben" he said with Adam following on. Ethan struggled and held on to the door frame "Let me go" he shouted seeing Javier sinking to floor crying. Brad released one hand and delved in to his pocket pulling the syringe out "We do this the hard way then". Ethan seized the moment and punched Brad on the face sending him reeling backwards in to the cubicle. Ethan swore shaking his hand feeling the pain from hitting him, he backed away and went over to Javier pulling him to his feet forgetting about Brad until he felt his body being pulled backwards with incredible force then pushed up against the washroom wall the full weight of Brad pushing up against his body pinning him there unable to move. Ethan struggled and pleaded with Javier for help. Javier watched in shock unable to decipher if this was funny or dangerous. Ethan glimpsed the syringe held in Brad's hand moving towards his neck. The washroom door flew open "Get your hands off him" Angelo shouted advancing on him. Javier shook off his feelings and grabbed Brad's hand "No" he said. Angelo was pushed out of the way as Juan stormed in straight over to Brad "Get out Javy" he told him. Brad slightly confused let go of Ethan and turned "Shit" was the last word he muttered. Juan caught him square on the face and he folded on to the floor "Not my hermano" he kicked Brad. Adam ran over and pulled Juan back "Bastante, enough Juan". Ethan grabbed hold of Javier "It's okay Javy" he said as Javier broke down hugging Ethan. Mark arrived with two hotel security officers who dragged Brad out, Ben stood there shaking eyes walling up trying to figure things out. Mark took the three lads up to one of the suites. Adam, Angelo and Juan spoke with NYPD explaining what had happened then went upstairs to join the others in the suite. Javier sat by the window looking out and staring unable to face Ethan and Ben who sat either side of him, hands clasped together tears rolling down his face in shame. Ethan turned seeing Adam coming in to the room he stood up and walked over to him, without a word he grabbed Adam's arm and pushed his sleeve up, Adam pulled his other one up to prove he had nothing to hide. Ethan looked at him and apologised but Adam hugged him letting him know that he has never and will never do drugs. Ethan and Juan hugged "Thank you" Juan said to him "You are a true friend despite what happened". Ethan smiled "That's the first time you have ever hugged me Juan" he said. "I won't make a habit of it" Juan joked and smiled at him. "Juan have you met my husband, Angelo this is Juan" Ethan said formerly introducing them. "Your married?" Juan asked shocked by this news "I owe you all for helping my hermano" he said shaking Angleo's hand. Angelo looked at him "It's not over yet Juan, Brad does not give in easily" he said warning Juan. Juan looked at his brother "I don't know what I can do" he said as Ben walked over. "Let us take him" Ben said surprising everyone. Juan looked at Ben "What do you mean?" he asked unsure what he was talking about. "Back to LA, he can come and live us for a few weeks if it will help" Ben said and Mark nodded in agreement. "Would you do that?" Juan asked looking at them all. Adam put his arm around Juan "It would be best for Javy to go. Can you clear it with your parents? he asked. Juan nodded "Thanks" he went off and called his parents. Ethan looked at Ben "I will help when we get back from Barbados" he said. Juan returned from speaking with his parents "They have agreed for as long as necessary. I will book his flight" he said. Mark stopped him "No Juan, leave it with me to sort out" he said. Juan went over and sat next to Javier who looked at him and broke down, Juan comforted his brother telling him everything is alright and he was going to live with Ben and Ethan for awhile to sort things out. Mark quickly got the flight arranged and told Juan he had also sorted him a flight out next Friday if he wanted to fly out and visit. Javier fell asleep in his brothers arms the effects of the drug wearing off. Juan was quite overwhelmed with the amount of friends that had come to his help and their generosity shown to him and Javier. Angelo came over and picked Javier up carrying him to the bed, Ethan and Ben sat next to him chatting to each other. Juan stood up "I need to go and get him some clothes it will only take me and hour or so" he said to Angelo. Josh came bounding over in his practical manner "That's okay I have closet full of clothes that would fit him". Juan looked at him "You was in a couple of Javy's classes?" he asked. "Yup did I stick out that much?" Josh asked. Juan chuckled "Kind of, you always kept to yourself at college" Juan replied. Josh smiled "Yeah, I still have the biggest crush on you Juanito" he confessed. Jaun laughed "Juanito, no one has called me that since I hit 21" he looked at Josh "flattered I guess". Josh chuckled "Don't worry I won't attack you" he said "bite and kiss maybe" he laughed. Juan shook his head smiling "And I guess that you and Bobby are an item?" Juan asked nodding in his direction. Josh looked and smiled "All mine". Juan stayed the night in the suite with Javier, Ben and Mark. He slept lightly for a few hours keeping an eye on his brother until Ben walked over and told him to get in to bed with Mark as he would look after Javier. He was a little hesitant sharing a bed with another man, he laid on top of the bed until Mark turned to face him and told him to stop being silly and get under the sheets. Ben slipped in besides Javier causing him to stir, it's Ben he whispered putting his arm under his neck cuddling him sensing he was still upset. A few rooms away Stefan was sat on the bed talking with Franco filling him in on Javier and recalling how they fell out and how Juan had stepped in putting a stop to Javier's berating of Ethan and getting him to avoid Ben to stop things boiling out of control. Franco told him that when you have a such a close bond in friendship as they three of them had growing up together at some point it explodes as if it needs to reset and learn about each other again. Stefan yawned looking at his watch, it was nearly 2pm and he needed sleep. Franco still cautiously played his cards climbed in the bed next to Stefan's. He noticed the little disappointed look on Stefan's face as he set the alarm for the morning. "What's the matter Stefan?" Franco asked leaning on his side looking at him. Stefan looked at him "Nothing Franco, good night" he said pulling the sheet over him. "If you have something to say Stefan say it. Be open with me" Franco leaned up. Stefan rolled on his back looking up at the ceiling "Do you like me Franco?" he asked daring not to look. "Yes" Franco replied "But I am not going to jump in to bed with you". Stefan turned his head "Can we not at least sleep together?" he asked. Franco climbed out of bed and slipped in next to Stefan "I don't want to rush things I got hurt and new to this". Stefan smiled "I agree, but I need to make sure I can sleep in a bed with you" he chuckled. Franco slapped his leg "And if you can?" he asked turning to face him. Stefan rolled on his back again "Who knows Franco" he replied grinning. Franco rolled on his back "Cock tease" he said jokingly and began tickling Stefan. "Franco no" he laughed uncontrollably "stop it, Franco, stop it please" he was laughing out of breath. "Behave yourself then" Franco replied smiling and holding Stefan's hand. They both laughed laying on their backs holding hands in bed their faces turned to each other smiling. They both stared up at the ceiling but tiredness won over Stefan and he fell asleep. By morning everyone was piling in to Mark and Ben's suite for breakfast, Ethan just had coffee as he was starving himself for when they got to Barbados as he wanted the Salinger Club sandwich for dinner and had already sent a text to Daniel ordering two. He was surprised to see Daniel reply so quickly telling him he would order them and a bottle of champagne. Angelo kept telling him to eat some fruit at least otherwise he would be munching on the flight, Franco laughed and said he had plenty to munch on nodding to Angelo who retaliated and threw a small open butter pack at him landing and sticking on his eyebrow causing everyone to laugh. Javier came out of the bathroom he still felt sick from the drug exiting his body but sat down and ate some fruit, he sat hunched over still feeling unable to look people in the eye. Juan told Javier they were meeting up with their parents at the airport to give him his passport to travel. Javier looked confusingly at his brother. "Travel?" Javier asked "What do you mean?" he had no recollection of the arrangements made last night. Ben came over "You are coming to LA with us for as long as you want" he said. Javier looked down at his plate of fruit "Did I agree to this?" he asked. "No" Ben said "but it's not up for debate" he shut Javier down before he could protest knowing that he would. Javier looked at Ben and Ethan "Thanks" he said "I mean it and thank you for stepping in Ethan". Ethan waved it off "I still count you as one my closest friends Javy". Javier welled up and Ethan came round and hugged him "Never forget who your friends are Javy" Ethan kissed his cheek. Javier felt embarrassed Ethan had kissed him and the emotions running through his body feeling a glint of happiness that things were going to be alright between them. It just seemed to be all go to Javier as they left the hotel and headed for the airport in the fleet of airline limousines. Javier stood and hugged his mother and father her parting words to him was not to rush and take his time and get to understand himself. Juan came over to Mark and thanked him again for helping sort things out, in many ways he was like a slightly younger version of Angelo but without the tattoos or muscular build albeit he was still powerfully built. Mark spoke to Javier;s parents and gave them his phone number and made sure that if they wanted to come out to LA and see Javier they are call him first and he would make the arrangements. Ethan walked over to Javier and hugged him hard rocking him from side to side "I will see you two weeks". Javier nodded "Maybe one day you will show me this place in Barbados" he joked. Ethan smiled "I would love to Javy, you will like it" he said as Angelo came to get Ethan. "Have a great time" Javier said to Angelo and Ethan as they went through security to international departures. Ben came over and put his arm around Javier "Ready to go?" he asked and Javier nodded. "Look after yourself Javy you will have an amazing time in LA" Adam said. Javier smiled then looked at Steve and Callum "See ya Britboys" he said chuckling as Ben laughed behind him. "You will pay for that Ben" Steve called out smiling and waving to them. They hadn't gone 10 meters when they were stopped by the airports photographer sensing a scoop getting a picture of Mark and Ben at JFK. Javier looked confused and Ben smiled telling him it would all make sense in LA. Javier slept for 4 hours on the flight and woke beginning to feel a little more normal and no longer suffered from feeling sick. He leaned across to Ben and said this was more comfortable than his bed at home. When the stewardess asked if he wanted some food he asked for the pasta dish and wolfed it down not realising how hungry he was. "Thank you both, I have never travelled like this before" Javier said without any idea of how much Ben's life had changed. Ben turned his head and smiled "Seriously you have no idea who I married?" he asked. Javier shook his head "I heard that you had met a guy but I sort of shut myself away from wanting to know anything about you and Ethan" he quickly wiped his eyes. Ben reached out across the aisle "I think this is going to be a bit of a surprise to you" he said teasing Javier. They buckled up as the plane began it's final series of banking turns over the Pacific towards LAX. Javier was surprised when they pulled in to Bel Air and passed the mansions partly hidden behind trees and walls and in to their house on St Pierre. Javier stood looking at the mansion "How rich are you?" he asked stumbling over his words Mark put his arm around Javier "To rich if you ask me" he said looking at Javier. Ben chuckled "He hates having money Javy" he said walking around to his other side. Javier laughed seeing the car out by the garage "BMW" he looked at Ben "Yours?". Ben nodded "I will take you out in it tomorrow we can go to the beach". Angelo and Ethan walked in to their Orchid Salinger Suite next stripped and jumped in the pool to cool down from the intense humidity that prevailed at this time of year. Daniel popped his head in and sat on the edge of the pool dangling his feet in the water chatting away happily to Ethan whilst Angelo swam. Jordan arrived with the butler and food, he had taken the liberty of putting some French fries with the sandwiches as well. "You don't mind if we join you do you?" Jordan asked Angelo as he pulled him out of the pool. "Not at all, we told you at the wedding we would love to dine with you as much as possible" he said hugging Jordan. Jordan smiled "Yuk Angelo ya got me all wet now" he said laughing. "Guess you will have to come of for a swim after then" Angelo said sitting down sipping his fruit punch. Daniel sat down "Why not swim down at the beach, the water is great at this time of year" he suggested. "Can we skinny dip" Ethan asked chuckling. Daniel laughed "As long as we are quiet, no one goes down there this time of night they are all eating". They finished eating and sat chatting for an hour when Ethan returned with towels, they set off across the Orchid pool terrace and on to the sand that was still warm under foot from basking in the sun all day. Daniel and Ethan stripped off and ran down to the sea meeting the gentle lapping waves that seemed to caress the shoreline. Jordan and Angelo stripped off and dived in swimming over to the Daniel and Ethan frolicking around in the water they splashed and chased each other, Ethan giving in to easily as Angelo caught him by the legs and pulled Ethan back towards him. Ethan twisted over on his back his legs wrapped around Angelo's waist he pulled himself upright and clasped him around the neck. Angelo slid his arms around Ethan's back holding him close as their lips met kissing and tasting the saltiness of the sea, he glanced over Ethan's shoulder and saw Daniel and Jordan laying together at the shore, his focus returned to Ethan kissing him deeper. Angelo was horny there was no doubt and Ethan could feel it, he slipped his hand from Angelo's neck and guiding his gently towards his ass. Ethan chuckled in to Angelo's mouth, who am I kidding he thought it needs no guiding. Ethan moaned holding tighter on to Angelo as the head of his cock passed the threshold slipping inside him, his desire to make love to Ethan caused him to penetrate faster he needed to be inside and make love to him. Ethan buried his head in to Angelo's neck the kissing and biting passionately broken only by his moans. He bottomed out and felt Angelo's balls against his ass, he kissed Angelo hard gently raising and lowering his body, the arms around his body tightened around him 'I can't last' Angelo whispered to Ethan who giggled in to his mouth. Ethan threw his head back pushing his ass up closer to Angelo 'oh god yes Angelo' he muttered staring up at the stars. The happiness etched across both of their faces as they held each other making love in the warm waters of the Caribbean. The steady rhythm began to change in tempo and power, Ethan grabbed Angelo's face and looked down in to his eyes with so much love. Ethan's lips rubbed and tenderly kissed Angelo's mouth he could feel Angelo's cock swell and go rigid, he moaned louder and closed in kissing Angelo hard. Ethan clasped and held tightly around Angelo's neck feeling the hips underneath jolt up hard and the cock pulsing sending shock waves through his ass, Ethan pushed down his ass clamping as he felt the excitement being released by his cock. Angelo grunted in to Ethan's mouth, their lips locked together tongues dancing around each others mouths riding out their orgasms. Ethan giggled and swayed in Angelo's arms 'you are horny tonight' Ethan said stroking Angelo's face and kissing him. Angelo tenderly pulled his cock from Ethan's ass 'wait till I get you in bed later' he said to Ethan kissing his neck and licking the saltiness from his skin. They turned to shore seeing Daniel and Jordan both laying on their backs pointing up at different places in the night sky. Ethan looked up and saw a couple of shooting stars flying across the darkness, he pointed out to Angelo who stood behind Ethan with his arms wrapped around him 'perfect' he said kissing Ethan on the head. Daniel sat up "You two finished?" he asked smiling. Ethan grinned "Just about" he burst out giggling. Jordan stood up "Drink at ours?" he asked. Angelo nodded "Sounds good I need to chill" he said slapping Ethan's ass. Jordan turned back to look at Ethan "Your a noisy lover Ethan" and sprinted seeing Ethan running at him. Ethan caught Jordan by the arm but with Jordan's build he easily swung Ethan around straight over his shoulder and carried Ethan back to their suite occasionally slapping Ethan's ass just for good measure. Angelo and Daniel laughed bringing up the rear their arms around each other seeing the grin on Ethan's face as he pulled Jordan's swimming trunks up giving him a wedgie.

I again shot out a text and got several responses: Brian (10" Poz Cock) Fuck yea I want that little whore again, I will be there. Dylan (9" Thick Poz) I am in. Rob (9" Married) Mike (7.5 fat ginger cock) Malik (11" thick BBC) Trevon (9.5 thick BBC Poz) Jamal (10" uncut Medium Thickness left no status given but he is Trevon's buddy so probably poz) I saved the black guy for 7:45 and lined up Brian and Rob to start out, followed out by Dylan and Mike. I already knew Mike wanted Ryan to share with his Son. Mike's boy was also a ginger 29 tall and lean with a fat ginger dick 8.5 and a little thicker than Mike's. He was all straight but had not had sex in a month since his wife got pregnant and needed it so bad he was telling his dad he needed to hire a prostitute and Mike convinced him all he needed was a straight boy who liked dick. No names just a hot ass and mouth to use when ever he needed. Devon would never have agreed but he was so horny he told his dad he would give it a try but only this once. Mike was str8 also but knew a fag could give him anonymous sex without worrying about a baby or a girl falling in love with him. Dylan wanted a party with the boy too but I told him he was not ready for that yet but soon! He wanted to have a charging party with him I found out. Told him to plan on Friday or this weekend and to let me know when his buds were free. If all went well one of the BBC's would want to have their own. Brian text at 6:40 that Ryan was there and sucking his dick. Ron text at 6:45 that the party had already started. Rob put his dick through the hole and tapped on the wall and Ryan came over and sucked his dick. Rob was moaning and slowly fucking Ryan's mouth. Brian was whispering, that's it faggot whore. Suck that big dick, you want his load don't you. Ryan kept sucking his dick. Brian whispered nice whore, put your hole up here so I can taste it. Ryan did, Brian started to eat his pussy, tongue fuck him and rubbed the precum from his dick and rubbed it all over Ryan's hole. He pulled out a shard of T and grabbed his head and squeezed out as much precum as he could and dropped the T in it and spit on the kids hole and worked the shard in with his finger and then finger fucked him. The Kid tried to move but was being throat fucked by Rob. Brian spit on his hole and told Ryan to suck his dick. Ryan turned around and his hole was in view of Rob. IT was too much for him to take and he pushed his dick against the boys pucker and slowly slide into that cunt. Rob started fucking him slowly and he kept building up steam and soon he was slamming the wall and then one final slam and he grunted load and shot his load in Ryan. Stayed there shaking and pulsing and then Brian told Ryan to suck the guys dick off, be a good whore and clean him up. Ryan pulled off Brian and sucked Rob clean as he pressed his ass against the hole where Brian and started pressing his thick dick into the boys cummed up hole. Rob let the boy suck him clean and then pulled up his pants and tucked hid dick in his Jock and headed out. Mike was next and while Brian was fucking him calling him a dirty whore my slide his thick ginger dick through and Ryan started sucking and nursing on Mike. Mike began moaning and Brian fucked the kid before long Brian lost it and shoved his dick deep and came hard in Ryan. That fucking cunt dude your fag hole is so hot Brian said. Mike pulled his dick out and bent down and whispered you have the most amazing pussy boy, then he stated kissing Ryan. Ryan and Mike made out while Brian slowly fucked Ryan's hole. It had two loads in it and after three to four minutes Brian came a second time. Mike broke the kiss and said, see I told you boy. Go clean that dick off and let me have your hole. Ryan pulled off Brian and centered his ass on the glory hole. Mike started to clean him up right away as Ryan cleaned up Brian's big poz dick. Mike licked and tongue fucked that loosened cum filled fuck hole before lining up his fat dick to it and shoving it in and fucking that cunt. While Mike was jack hammering Ryan's cunt Briand got dressed and got down in front of Ryan and told him to open his mouth and spit three time and told him to swallow it. Good Fucking whore Brian said and winked at Ryan and told him to take lots more cum today. Be here after work and I will fill you up again! Dylan was next and he came in and whipped out his thick 9" poz dick and lined it up at the hole and Ryan sucked and licked the precum off his dick and Dylan gave him an inch each time the kid earned it till he was lodged in the back of his throat. The kid was being power fucked from both ends. This lasted for five minutes and Mike came in Ryan. Mike stayed in his cunt and Dylan hearing Mike groan pulled his dick out and told the kid to suck off that dick. Knowing that Ryan would present his cunt to him. That he did and Dylan fucked and longs stroked his cunt. Mike started to grunt again and shot his load and then pulled out. The boy seemed to need poppers so Mike feed him some. Six hits and he was moaning like a bitch in heat and he must of relaxed his hole because Dylan shot his load deep in the boy and said fucking whore cunt always makes me cum hard. I just flooded your hole slut. Mike whispered to Ryan, you are so hot. Go clean off his dick while I eat your hole again. Before you do take this, Mike slipped him a note to text note and told him to read it later. Ryan took it and slide it in his pants pocket and then began cleaning of Dylan's big cummy dick. Mike ate the kids hole again and then slide in and fucked it for five more minutes and shot his load. pulled out and eat his hole again till Brian had pulled his dick out, tucked it in his jeans and left leaving the two alone. Ryan turned around and Mike stood up and let Ryan clean off his dick and Ryan sucked that fat dick. He worked it for five minutes and Mike shot one more time in the kids mouth and then pulled up his boxer shorts and dress pants and left. He said make sure you text me later. Ryan thought he was done but the T had him still horny as fuck, he heard the door and waiting and both booths opened and locked. Ryan' s hart started to race, it was always exciting to see who and what dick would slide through. He peaked to the right and he could not tell and then to the left and he thought the guy might be black. Trevon let his dick flop out of his white underwear and Ryan was excited and nervous, He had never sucked a BBC but had jacked off to it many times. Yea he told Jack that black dicks were softer but a girl told him that once. Travon slowly slide his big dick through the hole, so thick and dark. Ryan grabbed it and licked the head and jacked it and tasted the precum. He loved the taste and sucked and tried to swallow that big cock. Trevon pulled out and feed him some poppers and then again started to fuck his mouth and he pulled out again. He bent down and kissed the boy and told him to turn around and back up on his dick. Ryan did and as he did he could see the most beautiful 10" black dick leaking precum. He quickly put is tongue out to catch it, he had never seen anyone leak like that. Ryan looked down and that dick must have been dripping for a little while since there was a huge puddle on the ground. Ryan put his fingers in it and rubbed it on it on his hole and then did it again. He presented his lubed up hole to the BBC at the hole, Trevon told Jamal to popper up the white whore. Jamal pulled out and fed the kid six hits and stayed there and told Trevon the whore is ready and kept feeding him hits as Trevon slammed into his cunt. The expression on Ryan's face was a mix of pain and pleasure and he finished his 10th hit and started to moan. Jamal told Ryan to kiss him and they made out for three minutes and Jamal stood up and fed Ryan his head again so Ryan could suck from the tap. Trevon was slamming the kids ass and before long Jamal was fucking his throat. The kid tried to pull up and was struggling to breath as Jamal slowly pulled out and Ryan coughed. Jamal feed him more poppers and he was spinning and he slowly fed him his big cock and fucked his throat for three minutes and then pulled out and the boy gasped for air and then and another throat fucking for long until the boy was taking it for five minutes and just then Trevon shot his load and make a groan and grunt and said fuck that is some fine pussy. While Trevon was slowly fucking Ryan Jamal got down and fed the kid more poppers and told him to suck his buddy like he just sucked him. Ryan turned around and put his hole up to Jamal's hole and opened wide and Trevon shoved his dick in the back of Ryan's throat and Ryan coughed, Trevon pulled out and little and let Ryan suck his dick and then he started pushing back and ended up deep in the kids throat. Jamal and spit on Ryan's hole and slide in deep and he was fucking his cummy slit when Trevon pulled out and Ryan started to moan and whimper as he was being deep fucked. Trevon pulled out and pulled up his sweat pants and bent down and whispered to the kid, white whores always love BBC. You should let me whore you out one night, you would fucking love it. Give me your number whore Ryan slowly gave his number. Whore answer me when I text you, with that he left and Jamal fucked Ryan for another ten minutes and shot his load. Ryan sat on the toilet and answered the text from Trevon. Trevon - Great pussy, I love white boys. Ryan - Thanks Trevon - You have plans on Sunday afternoon, BBC party be there at 2 PM I will text you the details. Ryan - Well, I have a girlfriend and not sure what we are doing yet. Trevon - Fuck that, you are taking BBC, you will be there. Ryan - Okay Ryan sat on the toilet with some cum dripping out of his hole when the door opened on the stall next to him. Ryan thought, I think I need to go but the T still had him horny. While he sat there he looked at his watch and it was 8:45. He should go but something kept him from going anywhere. He peeked in the hole and there was a huge black dick being stroked. The guy asked Ryan if he wanted it, Ryan licked his lips and said yes. He stood up and feed a few inches through the hole. He said earn it boy. Ryan sucked that big dick and licked the head and wanted it bad. He told Ryan to turn around and show him his hole. Ryan did and he slide his finger in and then two and three. Nice fuck hole boy. He pulled out and took a big rock and slide it in his cummy hole between his three finger and left it inside. The kid did not even feel it. Then he told Ryan to suck his fingers clean and Ryan turned around and did. The T was making him horny as fuck. Malik fed him his dick and Ryan throated it but still could not take it all. Malik let him try for five minutes and then told him to unlock his booth. Ryan hesitated but Malik told him again and Ryan did it. Malik pulled his dick out so just the head was there and Ryan sucked the head and the Malik pulled out and gave Ryan eight hits of poppers and told him to get on his all fours with Ryan's hole facing the stall door. Ryan did it, Malik unlocked his door and came over and opened up Ryan's door and saw that hot cummy hole. He spit on his dick and Ryan;s hole and slide slowly in till he was 9" bottomed out. He was thicker than Jamal, he handed the poppers to Ryan and told him to keep taking hits till he was deep inside. Malik slowly but forcefully slide his cock back and forth working to break through the second ring and after six to seven minutes it popped through. Ryan's head came back and he make a noise that was a mixture of a grunt, moan, pain and pure pleasure. Malik stayed there and fucked slowly back and forth letting his head out of the second ring and then forcing it back open and then he started long fucking his cunt. Ryan had lost track of time but this went on for twenty minutes and then finally Malik shoved past the second ring and Ryan could feel his dick pulsing. He did not say a work or even more or grunt, he felt one, two, three and all the way up to seven spurts as Malik's cock pressed upward against the ring. Ryan did not want it to stop, fortunately Malik also was not ready to stop and he then started to long fuck him and get really rough with his hole. Ryan kept taking poppers and ten minutes later Malik shoved deep past the second ring and let out a moan as he said fuck that is one hot cunt. I want this cunt again boy, hand me your phone. Ryan pilled it out of his pants in front of him and handed Malik his phone and Malik called his phone and programed his number in Ryan's phone. He handed the phone back to Ryan and told him he was about to pull out and every good whore cleans up after and I know you are a good whore. With that Malik started to pull out and Ryan turned around and started sucking Malik's huge dick. When Ryan cleaned him off completely he patted the kid on the head and put his dick back in his underwear and buttoned his Jeans and walked out.

From the moment we were naked together Christopher had always admired my tattoo’s and I admired his smooth, lean body. I often imagined what he would look like with a little bit of ‘color’ on his frame. Now that it was apparent that my DNA had taken a hold inside his body. I figured we’d celebrate Christopher’s new status this weekend. But I was pleasantly surprised when Christopher looked up and me and asked if he could meet some of my friends. I smiled at him and told him that if that was what he wanted I was sure we could make it happen. I sent text to a select group of my friends that I knew would show Christopher a good time. Friday night came and as my friends began to arrive Christopher was eager to great them at the door. He welcomed each one as he opened the door like a good boy. One of my friends brought his portable sling and Christopher helped him set it up in the bedroom. When he came out the group was complete with a half dozen of my close friends. One of the guys in the group was dealer. He and Christopher began to prep rigs for everyone. I wasn’t surprised that Christopher had 2 rigs for himself. Once they were all set we began to strip down. Christopher was the first one naked since he was only wearing his basketball shorts (we really need to get him some more clothes). Christopher hoped into the sling and looked the guys over. I think he was taken by everyone’s individuality through the ink each guy had. I could tell he was thinking about some ink of his own. Everyone began to prepare and administer his own slam while Christopher became the center of attention as he worked 2 generous slams into a prominent vein in his arm. My friends were impressed at this young boy’s skills and abilities as he emptied both full points into himself. I asked my dealer how much he was doing and was surprised to learn that he was slamming 2 full quarters of meth. When Christopher pulled the tourniquet off he coughed out really hard and leaned his head back. I walked over and kissed him and asked how he felt. Christopher was breathing very fast and gasped out that he felt great. My dealer buddy was already between Christopher’s legs ready to fuck him. My other buds were finishing as I administered my own slam and walked over to Christopher’s head so he could suck my cock. Christopher was so good at sucking cock he had my load down his throat. One of my buds quickly took his place as my dealer filled his hole. It had been a while and I needed a good fucking myself. One of my buds had his hard cock pointing my way and we found our way to my bed. I looked over at Christopher as I got a nice fucking from one of my buds. With all the action going on it was very apparent that Christopher was the center of attention and he knew it. One by one my friends took a turn at his hole but what surprised me is when Christopher got out of the sling and began to ride the one guy there with the biggest dick. Dave had at least 10” and Christopher wanted every inch inside him. Christopher mounted Dave as he lay on his back. The look of pleasure in Christopher’s face was very visible. My dealer had something in mind as he worked a tourniquet on my boy’s arm and gave him a generous slam. I heard Christopher cough out and as Dave pulled him in for a kiss as my dealer moved in behind my boy and worked his 7” in along side Dave’s cock. At that moment I was so proud of Christopher. I never knew what he was capable of and definitely wanted to expand his horizons.

Thank you all for the response. I started this story very stoned so I apologize for any weird syntax. This was all written in a night & so I've been breaking it up and doing my best to polish it here & there. Might continue more after this but for now, here's what I last wrote. Appreciate your feedback and hope to add more soon if I get inspired, or if you've any suggestions/ ideas. 😉 cheers xx --- I woke up to Michael’s arm around me. His hand was on my chest while he circled his finger around my right nipple, pinching it in intervals. He had planted around 12 loads in me last night. We practically fucked every 40 minutes. I didn’t feel as satisfied as I would since he told me that he had to finish his medications so he was still undetectable. As he kissed me and held my balls, he told me that he couldn’t wait to initiate me in 4 weeks. I suddenly got hard and the next thing I knew, Michael was drilling me. Morning sex never felt so good when your hole is filled with warm cum. During breakfast, Michael saw the greyhound webpage on my laptop and chuckled as he asked me if I’m really going to Boston. I told him that I will after I carry his seed in me I kissed him goodbye before he left for work. I then spent the whole day enjoying my solitude. I entered Michael’s ‘playground’ and went to the computer, trying to see if my fisting video still exists. As soon as I clicked through the files corresponding to the date I first came here, I saw a video titled “My precious fuck getting fisted. $200.” I opened it and I saw myself on the sling. How I looked so different 3 years ago. I scrolled through my phone to find Alex’s number. I transferred the video to my phone and immediately sent it to him. Within 2 minutes, he replied, “Who is this?” “Don’t play dumb, Alex. Can you really say no to this?” I replied with a photo of my hard on. “Get a job. Kate told me how you’re now living your best gay life”. “I am! Aren’t you? Kate doesn’t seem to sound bitter like you do. In fact, I was just on the phone with her last week.” “Fuck off.” “You know you want to be fisted by me, just like how your dad fisted me.” “Wait, that’s you in the video?” I didn’t reply and continued my day going through craigslist, unaware of what I was applying for. I finally felt free, with no obligations in Michael’s loft. I also went back into his playground, trying the different sizes of dildo and buttplugs that he had for hours, experimenting how deep I could go. I even found a string of anal beads and inserted it into me, enjoying each bead entering my hole as it got narrower to the plug. I pulled out and let out a moan mixed with a sigh of relief. When I was done, I checked my phone to see the messages had Alex that I ignored. Mostly Heys and Are you there?. Watching that video of me having my insides out must have made him want me again. Finally, another text came that got my attention. “I want to see you.” I called him that night and we talked. He told me how he is married to a man name Brandon who teaches at BU and that he was now working at Mass General. I told him bout what happened between Kate and I. I also told him that money was tight so I could only go to Boston next month. He offered to come down but I told him that I was still looking for a job. Little did he know, I was preparing a special gift for him. I stayed in on Friday night while Michael was working at the bar. Bored, I called Alex and he picked up instantly. He told me that Brandon was at a conference in Toronto. I started to take my pants off and candidly tell him how I was stroking my cock. Alex too was naked when I and had a dildo in him. I listened to him moan through the phone. I instructed him to thrust it deeper into him. The minute he came and screeched “shit”, I started ejaculating on the sofa. I passed out afterwards with my pants off dreaming of how Alex could still bring that part of me out after all these years and that I might still want him. Michael came home at about 4 and carried me to the bed. I felt my plants slid off completely exposing my bare ass. Lying on the bed, I felt his cock pushing into me as I moan in my sleep. While fucking me, he asked me whether I’m going to fuck Alex like he’s fucking me now. He came three times within 20 minutes and kissed me on the cheek before turning the lights off. I could tell how drunk he was cause he was more aggressive than usual because his kisses on me lingered of Jack Daniel. Or maybe he was a bit jealous that I still had my eyes on Alex. Either way, both conjectures only turned me on more. The next few weeks leading up to my initiation passed by quickly. I had gotten a new job overlooking some risk modeling projects thanks to Michael’s old friends. I owed a lot to Michael at this point and I knew that he would soon be rewarded as the day of my initiation comes closer. I still thought of Alex, wondering whether married life was working out for him. We still called each other when Brandon wasn’t around. Unlike him, I didn’t have to hide it from Michael. He also thinks that his dad fisting me was a onetime thing. I assured him that I was uncomfortable and that I consider Michael as more of a dad to me. After all, he offered me to stay at his place when I decided to move to NY. He didn’t know that we were fucking at every chance we had. Alex has always been naïve. Maybe that’s why I do actually like him as much as I hate to admit it. Something about his innocence made me want to corrupt it. Granted, I would get my wish soon. The day of my initiation finally came and Michael told me how his recent VL check was off the charts. It was still daytime but it didn’t matter. I had my lips on his cock the minute he got back from the clinic and I was sucking it like my life depended on it. Michael came and said that I shouldn’t waste his cum. Night fell and the Brotherhood started to turn up. Michael started by saying that tonight, there would be only 1 initiation given that only 30 people showed up. Deep down, I knew he wanted me to be the only cumdump. His cumdump. The original 20 came too so I knew that I would definitely carry Michael’s strain. It was February after all so I didn’t have any high hopes that I would get a huge celebration. I was a bit surprised at first that I would be the only one getting fucked. Michael assured me that he cleared up this month’s breeding session from any new members to specially welcome me. Cat’s out of the bag. Either way, it didn’t matter. This was the point of no return and I was focused on seeing Alex once I know that I was carrying his father’s seed. Michael got me wearing a black leather jock that night. As he hung me on the sling he asked me whether I would like to wear the same bondage mask I had worn 3 years prior. He said that if I wore the mask, we could go live and make money. It was a Friday night after all. “I value privacy so I want you to know that I only broadcast if it’s anonymous.” I kissed him to signal my consent before he put the mask on me and I whispered to him that the idea that I wouldn’t be able to see my breeders is one of my darkest desires. As he heard this, he got hard and the rest of the Brotherhood started laughing with one of them asking if the breeding has started. I was put on to the sling and I could feel my head trying to adjust to the angle that my body was in. I didn’t think of what would happen next but I suddenly felt my jock being pulled out and my dick going through a cold metal ring. A chastity cage. I heard my jock snap back and I could suddenly feel hands going through my whole body with my orifices being explored, tongue and finger wise. As this happened I could also tell that I was being rimmed. I also felt their mouths invading mine. This happened for about 10 minutes until I hear the sound of a gong being struck, signalling the next procession. The waves of hand and tongues that I felt on my body started to disappear with my nipples suddenly being pinched and clamped to a chain that acted as a necklace. I shouted but I could feel my arms were being further restrained by the members. I then felt a palm on my stomach and a pinch on my hole piercing me. I let out a tiny mix of screech and moan before experiencing my first cock of the night. His hands were all I need to know. The same roughness that he always had. It was Michael’s. Michael maintained a steady pace. I could feel the beads of his sweat dropping onto my chest as he pulled me in closer, taking his time to peck me and play with my tongue. He started to picked up the pace to cut short and make way for the rest of the patrons of that night. “Are you ready for this?” He whispered into my ears without adjusting his pace. “Maybe you’re carrying my seed already, given that we’ve fucked every day since you arrived. But making it official only makes this bond real. Do you really want my seed and join us?” he held my head this time, rocking it while fucking me relentlessly. “Of course I want it. I need it. Since Day 1. Please come in me Michael. I have to carry your seed. Please don’t stop” I tried to say in my heavy breaths while he was jackhammering me. “That’s a good bitch. I welcome you to the Brotherhood.” He said, finally about to come. I’ve already felt his precum building up in me but when his cum shot into me, it felt like bullets were hitting inside of me. It was electrifying. All while both of us held each other, covering in sweat and cum. The next few people who came were fucking me in ways that I could never imagine. To compare their fucking styles with Michael would do a disservice. They each were on their own league. By the time the 20th member had been screwing me, I could start feeling my hole losing up. “You’ve had 20 guys shoot in you and you’re still tight. Oh, dude.” I couldn’t see him but I could hear his voice and imagine him to have a huge built as I could feel the tremors in my thighs as he pounded me. As he got closer to my mouth I could also tell that he had a bushy beard. He even spit into me. I willingly swallowed. Before he was about to come he started gripping on my shoulders and squeezed me till I started to let out a louder moan. When he came, he slammed me into him and I screamed, opening my second hole and accepting his seed. If I didn’t have the chastity cage, I would have shot buckets of cum hands free. I can tell that I was already having blue balls. I had an hour left and I was still hungry for more cum.

"I love you"! Boi, I had one Security Guard guy riding my dick and he came like a bitch and said that shit hella loud. Mind you, it was a one night stand, and we ain't known each other. Something about a big burly dude crying out something so personal like that makes me shiver in pride. I may say 'It's okay, you had a moment of excitement, and I understand, I'm not gonna look at you any differently." Me in the back of my head: "I made him a bitch, bruh."

Part 11 What the heck I was doing was beyond my understanding. I now knew these guys all had HIV, maybe full-on AIDS and I was letting them fuck me with no protection. All I knew at this point was the fantastic feelings of those hot cocks in my hole. Completely sober now, but wanting more even as my, formerly virgin hole was getting somewhat sore, I found myself wanting more cock in there. I could even now feel the huge amount of cum that had been deposited in me leaking out and down my legs. It was like an addiction. Dangerous as hell, but I couldn't seem to want to stop. I wanted more and more and the hell with the consequences. Maybe the booze had made me lose my mind. As I lay there thinking about what I had done. I felt no compulsion to get up nor even get any clothes on. I just wanted to lay there and enjoy the aftermath of fantastic sex. I had no idea what to do now, so I just laid there, with, I am sure, a dumb smile on my face. I wondered if any more guys were going to come in and want some of my ass. I could still feel some of the huge amount of cum in my hole seeping out. I found myself reaching between my legs and scooping some of it up on my fingers. I then raised my hand up to look and found not only my fingers were coated in cum but, also a glob of cum and I brought it to my mouth and licked every drop up like nectar. I laid there, with my legs spread wide and my knees bent, just enjoying the feeling as my hole was still tingling. It was a little sore, not surprisingly so after never having been fucked before, but the vibrations of so many cocks pounding my hole and hitting my prostate more than made up for any discomfort. I had been laying there for a good half hour, alone with my thoughts, when the door opened and three of the guys, who had all fucked me before, walked in. One of them asked me how I was doing and I, basically, was only able to look up and smile kind of goofy like. He turned to the others and told them it looked like I had liked it. Before it actually registered to me, they all stripped off their clothes and approached the bed I was on. The guy who had done the talking was crawling between my legs before I realized it. As I noticed it finally, I saw that his cock was already hard and dripping and was headed right at my hole. I was frozen in place as he reached out and lifted my legs up, spreading them even wider, as his hard throbbing cock drove completely into my waiting hole. He only hesitated a few seconds before starting to fuck me deep and hard. I found myself, completely involuntarily, thrusting my ass hard onto his cock on every in stroke. It was amazing all over again. He pounded my hole mercilessly for a good 20 minutes and without any warning he drove home in me and I felt his cock throbbing as he released his cum deep in me. He wasted no time and got up pulling out of me. The next guy immediately climbed on me and rammed his cock all the way in me one thrust. I groaned but not in pain but pure pleasure. Like the first guy, he only hesitated before a full-on assault of my hole. It was amazing and after another 20 minutes, he rammed home whispering to take his gift. My own cock was hard as steel by now and almost hurting needing release. I had no time to even grab my cock before the second guy was off and out of me and the third guy had climbed on me and rammed his cock in me and started to fuck me. He started slow but then picked up the pace soon till he was almost trying to drive clear through me. He didn't last as long as the first two, only about 10 minutes, but his pounding did the trick for me and my cock erupted between us making him slam into me deep as he roared that he was pozzing my hole for sure. I only smiled thinking he was saying that probably way too late.

The large street was frequented by many turkish truck drivers due to parking lanes running alongside in both directions and a big mosque located nearby. I was cruising the street at night looking for a horny trucker in need of a hole or two. The few times I already tried to score one of the turkish truckers had been pretty unsuccessful. Especially when they were hanging around with one or more of their colleagues, which was most of the time. It had been a particularly disappointing evening with only a few trucks parked along the strip, so I was ready to leave and go home. Suddenly I saw a trucker standing next to his truck door having a smoke. He was middle-aged, dark, stocky built, had trimmed hair and a big mustache. A classic turkish daddy. He stared at me from afar coming closer and closer. I saw him looking up and down the street to make sure no one was around to witness the scene. Even before I could approach him to ask for a cigarette, he let out a whistle and asked me in broken English "you bitch?" I nodded in exhilaration "yes". He immediately replied "show ass, bitch" and motioned for me to pull down my pants. As I followed his instructions, he grabbed my ass with one hand while the other still held the cigarette. He felt up my hole with his middle finger and apparently liked the fact that I had already prepared it with some lube. He whistled again and exclaimed "nice ass, bitch. Wet like pussy. Perfect for turkish cock." I became extremely horny leaning against the truck, fingered by this turkish daddy while he was casually smoking his cigarette. He took a last puff and flicked it onto the sidewalk. He opened the truck door and said calmly "get inside, bitch." I proceeded to climp up and felt him giving me a push. Once inside he locked the doors shut behind us and closed the curtains on the window screens. It was a cramped driver cabin with a small TV screen attached to the middle console and a mini oriental carpet on the floor in front of the bunk bed, with leather sandals standing on top of it. He proceeded to change into the sandals, put a white towel on the driver seat and sat down. He was switching channels on the TV screen and lit another cigarette. He pulled down his pants all the way to the ankles and I saw his already half-stiff cut dick popping up. He explained "you suck cock hard, I fuck pussy". I gladly obliged by kneeling down next to the seat and taking his dick in my mouth. It was a relaxed blowjob, all the while hearing the voices from a turkish soap running on the TV and the trucker puffing smoke into the air. It only took one quick cigarette before his cock became hard as a rock and he said "I fuck pussy now. Lay on bed". He stood up and put the white towel over a roll cushion on the small mattress in the bunk. He gestured for me to crawl on top of it and bend over the cushion so he could stand behind me and fuck me doggy style. Since there was no inclination by him to put on a condom, I told him sternly "If you don't have a condom with you, I can give you one of mine". He paused for a couple of seconds before answering "yes, you get condom". I removed the wallet from my pants and pulled out a packet. I ripped it open and rolled the translucent rubber over his dick with my own hands. He just stood there without any reaction at all. Satisfied with the rubber firmly wrapped around his hard cock, I bend over the roll cushion and lay down on all fours to finally receive that turkish meat stick inside of me. He stood right behind me and put one hand on my back to apply a little pressure. I heard him spitting several times. He appeared to further lubricate my hole for ease of entry until I felt his dick sliding inside of me. I started to moan with pleasure as he continued to fuck me. He fucked like clockwork with no change in intensity and rhythm. There was no sound coming from him and there was no passion involved. It felt like a job that had to be done and he simply used my hole as a means to an end to unload. It only took about 2-3 minutes before he suddenly stopped moving, with his cock all the way up my ass. There was no quivering and moaning, just the slightly accelerated breathing as he seemed to come. I got slightly confused when he remained in this position for a full minute, keeping my upper body down on the mattress, until he finally pulled out his cock very carefully and let go of my back. I was able to get up again and when I turned around I saw the trucker with the condom in his hand. I could clearly see some white liquid in the tip of the rubber as he grabbed some tissues to wrap it all up and throw it in a small trash can. He proceeded to clean his cock with some wet wipes and handed me some for my ass. Before I was even finished and could say anything, he explained "you go now, I must drive". He buttoned up his pants and lifted the curtains just enough to peek outside the co-driver window. I was completely blindsided when he suddenly opened the door and shoved me outside. He didn't even wait for me to button up my pants before I was back on the sidewalk scrambling to fix myself. I heard a big thud as he closed the door and the roaring of the starting engine. Just like that he drove off into the night, leaving me there like a piece of trash dumped on the street. Slightly annoyed by the rude farewell, I proceeded to head back to the subway. On the way home I was trying to figure out whether I actually liked the experience or not. It was not until I was already inside the subway and sat down that I first had a slight sensation of my hole feeling particularly sticky. I knew I had lubed it up very well in preparation for a quick fuck, but this felt different. It finally hit me when there was clearly something dripping out of my hole into my underwear. My mind was racing with questions. Do I have his cum in my hole? How is this possible, I put my condom over his cock?! And I saw it filled with cum before he threw it away!?! Since I was not alone in the subway, I saw no possibility to check there and then. My only option was to wait until I got home. As I entered the flat, I immediately went to the bathroom and pulled down my pants. It was clear as night that there was some cum inside my underwear and I smelled its distinct odor. I put a finger up my hole and realized that he must have shot his full load all the way up my rectum. Sure enough I sat on the toilet and pushed out a sticky mess of lube and cum into the bowl. That sneaky bastard filled me up so good that even the next day there were still some remains coming out of me. To this day I get extremely horny thinking back on my former inexperienced self in that situation. Laying there ass up and face down having no clue that the turkish trucker decided to let me put the condom over his cock with the plan in mind to just remove it when I can't see it anymore, just because he wanted to fuck the bitch bareback and shoot his load up its ass. That he spit inside the condom in order to present it to me as seemingly filled with his cum without raising any suspicion. That he was obviously experienced in barebacking unsuspecting holes and probably has bred and will breed many bitches like me on his long haul treks through Europe. And finally that I definitely saw a ring on his finger, making it extremely likely that this turkish daddy has a wife and kids waiting at home while he uses gay butts as substitute pussies on the road.

Yes...I posted this elsewhere here - If rape is about violence and real loss of control, I’ve experienced that once in my journey as a total cum dump bottom. This instance taught me what I really am and what it REALLY MEANS TO GIVE UP CONTROL. As a cum Dump, I know my place is to serve my tops, but when I used to host my own gang bangs, I was in control, yes the tops came and went, but I was controlling it. That all changed for me that night in Mexico City. So I understand what it really means to give up control. I was hosting my gang bang a small boutique hotel Mexico City 2 years ago where I got 30 loads over the course of the evening (my personal best). At one part of the late evening my gang band turned into an uncontrolled rape. Now I get that I was hosting a gang bang and letting all cocks to fuck/breed me, but I was in control until that moment. This event changed me and how I respect and serve top men. I started my gang bang about 7 P.M., I had my party invite out on bbrt, Craigslist, and a4a. I also gave a small bribe to the front desk clerk and the security guard at the door who stops everyone entering and asks for their room key. My tops came in and just said to him my room number and they were allowed in (in case anyone else wants to host in Mexico City). The front desk guy was gay (closeted) and he was on at 7 pm by himself and helped me plan it and bred me himself at end of his shift. So I was naked, room fairly dark, ass up on my bed, door unlocked. I sent out directions for entering the hotel and my room number to all who requested it and waited to have fun. As the first guys arrived, fucked, bred me, and left, I was in my heaven with hot latin men, mostly young. At about 10 pm there were 4 or 5 guys in my room taking turns breeding my ass, I was loving it! Then a few more guys showed up, pulling out their cocks, pulling on their cocks to get hard. I was laying cross ways across the bed, so tops could get up on the bed and fuck my ass and my head was hanging off the other side of the bed so tops could stand and I could suck their cocks. I was having fun.  At this time I thought I counted 8 to 10 guys in the room. It was getting a little ruff. I was saying several times, to be careful, my hole was getting really sore, but I wanted it so bad and was loving it and I thought I was still in control. Even though my Spanish is only so good. Then a young, very muscular latin guy moved behind me to take his turn on my ass. He put his hands on my back and just forced his big cock into me. It went in easy as my hole was sloppy and wet with cum, but he kept pounding me, pulling all the way out and shoving it all the way back into me. It hurt as he missed my hole several times and slammed the edge of my hole, then pounded back into me. He was talking loudly in Spanish, most of which I did not understand, though I caught phrases for “nasty, fag, and dirty whore.” After several slams hurting me and he’s not stopping, I said, “enough” and rolled over causing his big cock to slide out of my sloppy hole. I’m turning to him and telling him in Spanish to “stop.” Its then that everything happened so fast. He yelled at me and roughly pushed me back on my stomach. Now I’m a tall, reasonably strong guy and I thought “ok” I’m done, this is out of hand, but before I could do anything, he had me on my stomach holding me down, then two naked guys got on top of me on my back holding me down, other guys were holding my thighs down, and guys holding my arms. One guy had both his hands on my neck holding me on the bed. There was lots of conversations going on that I could not understand other than a few, “stop him” “hold him.” They pulled me to the center of the bed. Then someone took the cloth ties from the two bathrobes in the closet and tied off my wrists to the bed headboard. Someone stuck a sock in my mouth. For the first time in my life I was immobilized, I fought, struggled, they had me pinned down. In English someone told me to stop moving. I refused and kept squirming, struggling to get loose. I was scared. Then the big muscular latin guy was standing at the side of the bed, my face turned towards him, his big thick uncut cock hanging kind of flaccid, grabbed my hair, pulled my head up and said in reasonable calm English, “calm down, u wanted this and we’re going to give it to u.” I kept struggling and it happened so quickly, his hand came down and struck me on the side of my head, somewhat hard, I was shocked and still struggled and again his hand struck me. Only this time it was so hard my teeth rattled and it hurt bad, my body just went limp. I couldn’t see or talk, but I heard him say, “...want more?” None of the others guys were talking, just holding me down, my body limp. A small shorter latin guy at my head, with his cock hanging out of his jeans, leaned over, in English, quietly says, “...just relax, get it over with, u will be ok.” The big muscular guy who hit me, mounted me again and began roughly fucking me again. It went on for a while. When he was done he took charge of the room. He was telling the other guys holding me who would go next. They would move and change positions until all of them finished breeding me. Then they let go of me as they dressed to leave. I just laid there. I didn’t want to look at them. I was learning how true Bottom cum dumps give up control.   As they were walking out one by one, the big young muscular guy who struck me, sat on the bed by my head and patted my head and said, “...did you get what you wanted boy? Did I give you the gang bang you wanted? Ok, don’t say anything. I hope you learned your lesson tonight to take my cock when I give it to you.” He slapped my face again and left. The shorter young guy stayed last, he was nice and asked me how I was and was I was Ok. He was naked now as he had also mounted and bred me. He untied me, helped me off the bed as I was so stiff and achy. He kept asking if I was ok. I was not saying anything. When I finally responded to him, my voice was quiet, calm. “I’m ok, sir.” I’m not sure where the “sir” came from? He was small, short, and young, but I knew my place, he was a “sir” no matter how small or nice. He was a top that I gave my respect.

Horny Friday is on! Got up feeling super horny and after the mandatory morning fuck with the bf I went to get ready for the day and decided I should get prepared just in case, so a full on pornstar level of getting ready (just as I always do for an expected long sessions or gang fucks) my bf was still at home so he dropped another load in me to lube me up for the day (we both agree that’s the only lube my pussy needs) so firing up Grindr and sending texts to all the regulars and I got an immediate text from a 23yro blank profile that was 100m away with a nice juicy cock pic he sent, so I invited him over and told him we’d have audience cause my bf was still in and wanted to watch, he was cool and came right by. This sexy lean muscles college guy came by. I was naked and my bf had only basketball shorts so the outline of his cock was visible, this dude came by and had me drop to my knees, pulled out his cock and told my bf that “your bitch is going to suck me till I’m hard before I pound him” this was getting interesting! So I slurped on his hardening cock and I he just shoved it down my throat and held my head with my nose buried in his pubes and I felt him pissing down my throat without any worming while telling my bf “I’m flooding your bitch stomach with my piss” i was moaning like a bitch in heat and he just kept on, till he stopped and I felt his cock growing and growing stretching out my throat when he pulled out he was covered with my throat juices and i went on my back, legs up and he saw my wet hole, my bf told him that I already had his load deep inside so no lube is needed and just go for it, so in he went, shoving his 9” cock all he way in while chocking me and slapping my face. He was really putting on a show for my bf and pounded my pussy to a pulp till he stopped and told my bf that he’s giving me his first load and just stayed deep in me and started rocking in and out slowly, never losing his hardon till he was giving me another hard fuck. This time it lasted longer (about 30 minutes) and mid session he pulled out and put me in doggy and resumed pounding till he unloaded again. When he pulled out I quickly turned to clean his cock savoring all the loads and my pussy juices while he told my bf “your bitch loves tasting his ass”, when he was done he slapped my face with his flaccid cock thanked my bf and left. 2 loads and he never spoke directly at me which I find really hot only left me wanting more! So I’m heading on to a 5some now while my bf runs a couple of errands

Buttgasm was the word that came to mind for me, too. And they are truly awesome!!!

Got hit by a top on adam. Hes worried about hosting because of his boyfriend. I told him it was fine that he could just jerk off and waste his precious semen instead of putting where it belonged.... in my hole! He finally says, ok but it will have to be in the basement stairs. I get to his place and we go down the stairs. He instantly has his hand down the back of my shorts fingering my hungry hole. I dropped my shorts and bent over the stairs while he dropped his and starts tounging my hole. Next I feel his nice cock head pressing for entrance. He pops in and goes right to pounding. He paused after a few minutes to rim me some more then got back to fucking. He asks "ready for my load?" OF COURSE! He pulls himself in tight and I felt him throbbing. The whole thing took less than 10 minutes from start to finish. Quickies are always fun!

One of my best friends has Hyperspermia, a very big cock, and is poz (on meds). I can tell you now that when he pounds my ass deep and breeds me, I can feel the flood of his hot cum in my guts. My experiences with him are some of the best sex I've had, that being said the condition does come with downsides: He takes forever to cum (it can take him up to an hour to just be able cum), he cums for a very long time (so long in fact that he is often still cumming after his orgasm is over), and he has passed out from his orgasms before.

So back when craigslist was a thing I was in a relationship with a guy that is dom/sun. more give then take in the sex dept. we live together and one day he bought mini van. We didn't need it but he bought it and worked on it. one night he takes me to garage and tells me to get naked. Nothing new but the back of the mini van is open and for the first time i see that he has added stocks in the van to keep my head, wrists ankles in place. He locks me in place and drives the van out of the garage. Windows are tinted now but its still weird to be locked up naked in the back of a van on all fours. We drive for a while and pull up to a house. he backs the van into the drive way and opens the back door. It's about midnight at this point. After a few minutes a guy comes out of the house after i assume my boyfriend texted him and gets in the back of the van with me. a few minutes later this random guy is fucking me silly and then cums in my ass. zips up and leaves. And for the next six hours we traveled around to different houses, meeting up with guys that were apparently contacting my boyfriend through craigslist. i got 20 loads that night. Towards the end it was getting late or early depending on you see things and my boyfriend takes us to the gay section of the city and finds a darker street and just opens the door. had a few guys walk by and just look. but a couple of randoms came up and fucked me like that. And thus began a tradition of Friday night bare ass deliveries to guys. never less than at least 10 loads in me by the end. and always offered up at the end of the night light a side walk hot dog after the bars.

Tonight I sucked off the young hot hairy middle eastern guy who was here on business. Big hard thick cock with a hefty downward bend. Gotta be careful with teeth he's so thick. He flooded my mouth something good. Love this guy to fuck me sometime. Last Sunday morning the hot hairy Indian guy messaged me he was horny. I wash up and go to his place. It's 11 am. we kiss and I blow him for a while and then sit up on his cock and ride it for a while. I pull off and he blows his load in my mouth. Delicious. Later in the afternoon I met up with a young hispanic guy off Growlr. We've been talking for the past 2-3 weeks and let me tell you he's hot as hell. Smooth and short and muscled and cute as fuck. Uncut hard dick. I stopped by his apartment and sucked him hard and he put me on my back at the edge of the bed and stuck his dick in me. He fucked me good for about 10 minutes. Then he asked if I wanted him to cum in me. I said yeah baby and he filled me with his cum. Stunning guy. Million dollar ass too. He just wants to fuck a hole. Love that. Last thursday night the hot older hairy hispanic guy came over. He was damn horny and I sucked him hard as rock and then got on my back and he teased my hole with the head until he couldn't take it anymore and had to sink his dick deep in my hole..He fucked me really good for a while and then he spewed his cum up in my hole. Feels so good to be bred. Love making men cum with my ass.

I have to admit the text from Toby asking if I wanted to fuck his arse has improved my mood slightly. His twink arse was tight and always tasty because as I’d found out to my horny delight was that he was a real cock whore. The kind of preppy whore in waiting that I wish I had been when I was growing up. But I had to wait til college before I first took cock. From what he’d told me he’d been taking cock since he was 16 or 17. Taking it. And giving it. He was alone that night as his parents had gone away until Saturday morning and as he had to “study” they’d taken his younger siblings with them. On the surface he was a Grade A sports all rounder; destined for a good college, a good job and a wife. Underneath he was a dirty minded fuck boi who loved cum. As I turned into the alley that led to the back of his house I pulled my wet speedos of the plastic bag that I always placed them in after a swim. Pulling my semi hard cock out of my chinos, I pissed all over them, not caring if I pissed over my hands and placing them back in their plastic bag. Job done I walked to his back gate and pushed it open. I walked into a garden with a large pool. A set of French windows opened into a conservatory. From where I stood I could hear the deep beat of techno music - not loud enough to annoy the neighbors but loud enough to mask any sounds not normally associated with twilight; dim lighting in the pool and discernible a glass pipe. Toby was in a greedy mood. I stripped down and slipped my Speedo’s on, pushing all my clothes into my bag. I walked up to the pool and dropped my bag to one side. I heard waves in the pool and turn to see Toby slowly swimming towards me. Even in the light I could see his was wide-eyed. And naked. I lay down on a sun bed and watched as he lazily emerged from the pool and stretched. His cock was stiff and his balls jutted out because of the thick rubber cockring I knew he was wearing. He wandered over and sat spreadeagled at the end of the bed. It was a warm night and the water had dried on his skin. Only his hair an the tip of his cock were dripping. He leaned forward to kiss me. “Hi, baby.” His lips touched me and with one hand he grazed my tits making me moan. He traced his lips down my torso, stopping to lick my belly button before taking a deep sniff, moaning with delight and burying his face deep in my pissy speedos. After we’d first met it was clear that Toby was more than your average young gay boy. He had been debauched and ruined at the age of 16 by a summer sports coach and his buddy. And I mean ruined. How they had recognized the dirty whore in him was beyond me but by the end of the summer he was their cum rag, whored out to friends and strangers and on a permanent supply of Prep. I’d never heard the full story but he’d promised to tell me everyone one day. Tonight after all the teasing and disappointment, Toby was exactly what I needed. I watched as he the piss from my Speedo’s, reaching in pull my cock and balls free to lick the sweat and piss and pre cum from them. He yanked my Speedo’s all the way off and threw them into the pool, and looked up expectantly. I smiled at him and pull his mouth onto my cock. Without a moments hesitation I slowly started to dribble warm piss into his mouth. He gripped my hips as I put my hand on the back of his head. I felt my bladder relax as it started to release a controlled torrent of piss down his throat. I didn’t want him to miss a drop and sure enough he didn’t, but he kept sucking my cock for a while and I admit I was almost enjoying it too much. But I was on a clock. I pulled him off my computer and playfully slapped his face and pointed at the pipe. He grinned and picked it up, lit it and handed it to me. I took a drag and held it. Fuck I needed this and his cunt. I stood up and flexed knowing he wanted to see my hard, dripping pierced cock. I watched as he took a drag then laid out on the sun bed and raised his legs. I know what that meant. I knelt down and sniffed and licked his wet hole. Fuck he was loaded. I isn’t know how many loads were buried in his cunt but I was determined to bleed my seed and mix it in. Grabbing his ankles I pushed my cock against his boy-tight hole. He moaned as I felt his cunt muscle resist for a few second before I popped into his warm arse. A cummy arse is an amazing thing. On a physical level, it’s wet and warm and indescribably moist. On some kind of metaphysical level the idea of plunging my bare, pierced cock into a swirling mass of dna, precum and blood was mind blowing. I knew I wouldn’t last long so I grabbed his hands and placed them on my tits. Toby was obedient as I started to rhythmically pound his cunt he tweaked and teased my nipples. It felt amazing. Gazing into his eyes as my cock sloshed into his well used hole. So good that before long I was shooting my wad in to his sloppy mancunt, depositing my load for the first part of its journey. He grinned and rose up to snog me. I whispered into his ear that it was my turn and he didn’t resist. I slid my cock out of him and watched him disappear into the house. Lying there, I took another hit and played with my semi hard cock. Soon enough he was back and handed me the tool and bent over. We both chuckled as I pushed his mum’s turkey baster into his cunt to the hilt and pulled out a guey load of cum. I held it up to the dim light, mesmerised. I’ll never ceased to be amazed by manseed. It’s colour, texture and power. I slapped his arse and we swapped places, my legs in the air, cunt spread. Smiling, he took the baster and pushed it into my guts and released the warm load into cunt. I sighed. The warmth spread deep into my guts as I received the dna of god knows how many men and my own. Loaded with my own spunk has always been such a fucking turn on. Pulling out the baster he leaned forward to kiss me, inserting the baster between our lips to lick it clean. Then without any ceremony he rammed his big headed cock into my cunt. Holding it tight so no cum could escape, he rammed my cunt like some adolescent virgin, dumping his seed a final deposit. He shuddered as he emptied his nuts into my guts before pulling out. He kissed me, smiled and thanked me. It was my cue to leave. I slapped his arse and promised to come back soon. Leaving him dozing I got dressed and left the way I came. I needed to get home in time for what I really needed.

Part 2 There was an awkward pause finally broken when Eddie observed that it looked like things started without Marco and him. Jimmie and Al seemed unsure what to do given their reluctance to hookup with Eddie and Marco because of their respective HIV statuses. Al then stated that he and Jimmie were probably too tired to get it up anymore for the night. All eyes turned to me as Jimmie asked, "Well Jay, we're turning in. What do you want to do?" I took a long, lustful look at Eddie and Marco and replied, "I think my ass has room to take plenty more loads. Plus, I haven't even cum yet." "That's just the attitude we like," said Marco. "You're welcome to come over to our place." "Yes, let the fucking continue. I'm ready." Looking at Jimmie and Al, Eddie informed them that they were welcome to join in later if they changed their minds. Eddie pulled me up off the bed and then ran his hand up my bare ass. He stuck his index and middle fingers up my ass and led me out the trailer. Marco then left and closed the door behind him. We stood in between the two trailers with me totally naked with three loads of cum and two fingers jammed up my ass. It had to be well past midnight and no other nearby campsites were occupied. Eddie remarked that Jimmie and Al had done a good job of preparing me for the main event. He wanted to know if I was ready and I assured him that I was. He pointed to a picnic table at the empty campsite across the road. He told me to get on top of the table on all fours facing away from their trailer and wait while he and Marco got ready. He further instructed that I keep looking straight ahead. With that I walked over to the table and assumed the position as I heard Eddie and Marco enter their trailer. A few minutes later, I heard a door open and footsteps coming closer to me. I heard Jimmie ask what I was doing out there and I recited what Eddie had instructed me to do. Jimmie asked if I was sure that I knew what I was doing. I told him I was sure and that this was not the first time I had done something like this. Jimmie then confided that he wanted to join in with Eddie, Marco, and me but that Al completely disapproved of the situation. With that, he gave me another deep, wet kiss and stroked my dick a while before heading back to his trailer. More time passed before I hear a door open footsteps. Eddie and Marco walked around the table to face me. Eddie was wearing a leather harness and leather kilt. Marco had a leather cap and leather jockstrap. Marco asked if I still want their poz dicks. I responded that I've never wanted anything more than to take as much poz cum as they could give me. With that, Eddie and Marco pulled me up and we had a three way makeoutsession in the open. Eddie broke it up by announcing that he was going to burst if he didn't get a chance to fuck me soon. He then pulled me along towards his trailer. We stepped inside and I realized that he and Marco had put the extra space in it to good use. A sling was set up in the living room area. I knew my place and instantly started to climb into it. Eddie and Marco helped with my legs and feet and I'm then ready to be fucked in no time. Eddie flipped up his kilt and I saw a stiff and thick 8" cock with what looked like a 0 ga. Prince Albert. This was the dick of my dreams and I expressed my wish to worship that awesome tool with my mouth. Eddie let me know that there would be ample opportunity for that, but first it had an appointment with my ass. "Are you ready to take my poz cum, boy?" he asked. "As much as you can give me." came my reply. "I can give a lot. Are you bugchasing boy?" "Maybe, After you're done with me, I hope I don't have to chase any more." "My cum is pretty dirty boy. And Marco's is extremely filthy. Are you going to beg us to knock you up? "Yes, yes. I want you to knock me up. Mark me forever. Change my destiny. I want your gift. I want your toxic cum. And Marco's. And whatever else you want to give to me. Give me everything. I'm a whore, a bugchasing, wannabe std infested slut. A tramp. Use me, use me, use me." Eddie was working his deathstick into me as I was pleading. Fuck, he was thicker than even Jimmie was. Eddie informed me that he and Marco have probably knocked up 4 guys in the last 3 months. With so many sluts on PrEP these days, that was quite an accomplishment. Eddie worked his way in fairly quickly, adding a little bit of lube to help the 3 loads of cum already in my ass. Eddie's PA felt great rubbing along my insides. I imagined it ripping me open to make me more receptive to getting pozzed. Eddie worked his dick in and out of my butt while letting me know that I was going to get knocked up for sure. Eddie assaulted my ass for a long time. He said he was trying to tear me open with his PA so that I would definitely catch the bug. Eddie pulled out of me and pointed to his dick that had streaks of red on it. "Let me see it, please sir." I begged. Eddie came up to my face and presented his blood-coated tool to me. I moved my mouth to it and took it inside. "That's it, suck the blood, ass, and cum off my cock." It was pure bliss as the realization that my chances of becoming poz were skyhigh."The countdown to your infection has started" Eddie said as he went back to my ass and resumed plowing me. He was moving really fast. "MMM, I'm really tearing you up. Are you ready for it?" I squeezed my ass muscles as tight as I could. Eddie continues thrusting in and out of me. With the resistance my ass was providing, it was painful but pleasurable at the same time with the knowledge that he was probably really damaging my insides. "Get ready for it, I'm going to give you load number one of pozcum. I've got three days worth for you." Eddie tensed up and his dick spasmed out a stream of toxic cum in me. "Take it all, bitch." Eddie stayed inside me to shoot every last drop of his poz cum into me. Eddie pulled out of me when he was finished, and Marco was at my hole lining up his dick. It was 6" and almost as thick as Jimmie's staff. He had no trouble entering me. Eddie brought his dick back up to my mouth for cleanup. His cock had a LOT of my blood on it along with a cum and assjuice mixture. I greedily lapped it all off of his cock and Eddie was very pleased by my eagerness. "That's it. Clean it up like a good little poz tramp We'll get you a biohazard trampstamp tattoo to let the world know what you are. Marco is super-toxic right now. I bloodied up your hole real good for him. Watch as he moves his dick in and out of you. He's intentionally poking the sides of your ass to cause more damage to you. Did you know you might get an added gift of Hep-C from him? How would you like that?" I was out of my mind with bliss at that moment. I pleaded with them to fill me with their cum over and over to be absolutely sure I was getting pozzed by them. Marco pulled his fat shaft out of me and brought it to my face for inspection. His dick was even bloodier than Eddie's had been the last time! While I was cleaning Marco's dick with my mouth, Eddie moved to my ass and buried four of his fingers into it. He took special care to scratch my bowels with his fingernails. Marco was cleaned up and ready to go back to assaulting my ass. Eddie pulled his hand out of me and started working it into Marco's butt while Marco was fucking me. Marco told me that he didn't know who knocked him up. It might not have been Eddie. He said how lucky I was to know the couple giving me HIV. I was a moaning mess, turning my head side to side. This was the best time ever. Marco then came without warning. He said he was so overwhelmed that couldn't hold back any longer. My ass felt it was sloshing with cum, much of it toxic! Marco began licking my ass with his tongue and sticking it inside to collect some of the gooey mixture it contained. He then came up and started kissing me deeply sharing the dirty treasures of my butt. Clean up of his rod was next, and a mixture of dried blood, cum, and whatever else awaited me. Marco said I was a fine puta and was going to get much more poison in me before they let me go. Eddie produced a thick buttplug with little knobs protruding from its shaft. Eddie worked it inside of me and started twisting it around. It caused significant pain as he did. Eddie remarked that they wanted to make sure I didn't lose any more of their poison cum. Then he and Marco started making out at the foot of the sling. They let me know they were elated that they got to be together to convert me. Eddie whispered something to Marco and Marco responded by nodding. Eddie told me they were going to take me out of the sling because they had something in mind for what they wanted to do next. They assisted me out of the sling and gave me a moment to stretch. The plug in my ass felt really huge now that I was on my feet. After collecting myself, I knelt down and starting eating Marco's ass. Marco started moving it around so that I would give it full coverage. When Marco had enough, he reached back and helped back up. He led me to the bedroom on the other end of the trailer where Eddie was waiting. I climbed in next to Eddie when there was a knock on the door. Marco went to the door, looked out the window, and opened the door to let Jimmie inside. (To be continued)

I lucked out on my lunch break today. Someone hit me up on Grindr in the morning saying he needed to breed a hole and I agreed to meet him in a semi-cruisy park nearby to my work. I met up with him and was shocked at how thick his cock was - his pictures totally betrayed that juicy detail. We head out on a trail but dont get too far in before he's feeling up my ass and talking dirty to me. I cant wait anymore so I just get on my knees to suck his dick but he laughed and said "turn around, I just want your ass." I love that. He spit on his dick and grabbed me firmly by my hips so he could shove in. Is there any better feeling than having a stranger's dick slide into you raw for the first time? He lasted maybe 2 minutes before his breathing got heavy and he started unloading in me, grunting "that's for your hungry hole." I started walking out first when another guy walked by, I'm not sure if he heard us or not, but he gave me the eyes and I followed him into a different part of the woods. He asked me if that other guy just fucked me and I told him that he did. This one wanted me to suck him a bit first which I gladly did. I was able to throat his dick a bit and moaned everytime he got balls deep in my mouth. I stood up, turned around, and asked him to please load me up. He happily obliged. Again, I got that incredible euphoria of having some random cock using my little sluthole for the first time. He lasted longer than the first guy, fucking me hard and encouraging me by saying how well I could take his dick. After a while I told him that he was about to fuck the cum out of me and I started cumming which sent him over the edge and i got load #2 in me. We laughed and he asked me not to tell anyone, lmao. Like, dude, I will probably never see you again in my life. I've just started barebacking in earnest about 3 months ago so this is a really exciting time for me.

I came back after what it felt like half an hour. Kate asked me where I had gone off to. I told her that I wandered off outside since we don’t come to Manhattan often. She then told me that she had decided to invite Michael to the wedding. I felt tensed for a moment but elated as well. I don’t know why I was feeling this way but I know that there was something in Michael that brought out a hidden desire in me. During the drive back, Kate told me how even though Michael was a really shitty dad, she couldn’t just cut him off because of his condition. She told me that Alex was one of Michael’s patient to test out a new form of HAART. Alex mentioned that Michael was diagnosed a few years ago but has managed his viral load to being undetectable for some time now. “I know he’s not going to die any time soon since it is treatable, but the thought of it happening still lingers, you know? I think it’s the least I could do. As a daughter.” A few months pass and the day had finally came. Michael had flown in and Kate couldn’t fetch him as her final stages of bridezilla began to be more apparent. Alex was still in New York and was only flying latter that night for the rehearsal dinner. I had the whole day to myself and Kate and I thought it would be best to not see each other. She even joked that I could spend my time getting to know Michael as she’d rather hear about him through me than through Alex. It was noon and as I drove into the arrival lane, I could see Michael from a hundred yards given how tall he was. It was August and the weather was doing me a favor as I saw him in a white tank top and rugged jeans with his aviators hung in between his chest, forming a V neck that exposed bushy and defined his pecs were. My imagination did no justice at how beautiful his body was. I could sink in his arms. I still couldn’t believe that this man was Kate’s dad because of how stocky he was. I could also see the tattoo he has on his arms now, tribal patterns on the left and what looked like doodles with flowers on the right. I can’t begin to imagine the work of art that’s hiding underneath it all. As he entered the car he surprisingly gave me a hug which I reluctantly returned. I kept a mental note while driving to the airport to keep calm and to not focus on him so much. In the car, he asked “Got the cold feet yet?” “Never. I’m actually really excited.”, not realizing that I’m more excited now that he’s here. “That’s good. I thought mine would last for a day. Turned out to be 7 years.” “Why did you wait for so long to leave?” “Times were different back then. Before, we weren’t free. We had to hide. But Nate, my partner was the one who made me realize that we can be free if we’re together.” “That sounds sweet, if you don’t consider the fact that you left your children to a woman who went AWOL after.” I said, trying to guilt Michael. “Look, what is done is done. Also, she left 10 years after. I’m sure it had nothing to do with me at that point. I’ve also apologized to Kate and she wants me here. Even Alex and I are on good terms. You seem different than when we first met. Are you sure it’s not cold feet?” He was smirking throughout this exchange while grabbing my shoulder to comfort me as I was driving. It made me realize how much effort I was putting in to not letting my guard down. I looked at him and remembered how the few photos that Kate kept of him bear little resemblance to the man who is seated beside me now. But the face was still the same and I could feel the repressed sexual tension beginning to form in me if I look at him long enough. “Yeah, maybe. Sorry, I just don’t want Kate to have a hard time. As it is, the wedding is stressing her out. Also, she told me that I should show you around Philly before the rehearsal tonight. We can grab something to eat now.” I said, trying to hide the agitation that was beginning to develop. “Don’t worry bout it. And yes, I’m starving. Can we drop off my bag first?” Michael had gotten a room at the DoubleTree. I was surprised that he wanted me to park inside the building as he had only brought a duffel bag. “I want to freshen up first, you want to wait here or come up?” Did he plan this? Part of me thinks that his invitation was benign since the AC in the lobby was out while the other part of me thinks that he wanted me ever since our encounter in the restroom. “Yeah, I could watch some TV.”

Tops seem to really get into it if I say something like, “Oh my God, you’re so deep inside me...” Half the time I don’t even think I realize I’ve said it out loud, but I can’t help being vocal. I think they like it, though, because they always try to dig in even deeper...

Christopher was really flying now. I positioned him on all fours so I could fuck him like a dog. He was loving every minute and every inch of my cock. We spent the rest of that day and well into the night with my cock inside him and my cum building up deep in his guts. With my bugs already flowing through his veins there was no doubt he was sure to be my poz son. As the sun began to peak through the blinds, Christopher began to come down from his high. I needed to get my ass ready and head to the office. We Christopher got in the shower with me and washed me down as the water hit us. I left him in my bed watching TV as I headed to work. The day dragged a bit as I was recovering from my party weekend. I kept thinking about the hot young boy I had waiting for me at home. My day was finally done and I arrived home to find my home well cleaned. Christopher was waiting for me with a nice meal cooking. He was wearing a pair of basketball shorts that accentuated is slim frame very well. He came over and greeted me with a kiss. He asked me how my day was and if I wanted a drink before dinner and brought me a rum and coke. I sat down and he removed my shoes as I enjoyed my drink. He told me that dinner would be ready in about a half an hour. That was just enough time for me to see if this boys mouth was a hot as his ass. He got between my legs, loosened my belt and pulled my thickening cock from its confines. He licked the hardening shaft as I ran my fingers through his long hair. He opened his mouth and engulfed my hard prick. This boy was damn good at sucking cock. He kept up a good rhythm and had no difficulty working my tool into his throat. I didn’t last that long with his mouth and throat working my cock. Before I knew it he was swallowing my load. He served dinner and cleaned up right after we were done. We cuddled up on the couch to watch TV. He placed his head right in my lap. I couldn’t resist and soon had my cock in his mouth. Before he knew it he was taking my cock inside his ass again followed by my poz seed. We fell asleep with my cock inside Christopher. He loved being my boy and I was loving being his dad.

This is my first time writing something like this, but reading all these stories I thought I would try my hand at it. Feed back is always great, and if you like it I'll keep writing. --How I Became A Cumdump: the Story of a 'Condoms Only' 20 Somethings Transformation My name is Mark, I’m 24, five foot nine, one hundred and sixty pounds and decidedly average. I have always been a bottom, when I was a teenager when other guys were tugging their dicks, I was fingering my hole. Eventually I graduated to getting cucumbers out of the refrigerator nightly and pounding my hole into a pulp. So when I went to college and started having sex with guys there was no question that I would be taking their cocks, but until I was 21 I was a self proclaimed condom Nazi: no unwrapped cocks were entering my hole. So what changed when I was 21? Well, I met Anthony. Anthony was everything I wasn’t. I was a paie blond boy, Anthony was a tall dark haired beast of a man. I was small, whereas Anthony stood around six foot two. I had a slight build, whereas Anthony was made of solid thick rippling muscles. I was smooth, whereas Anthony was covered all over in thick dark course hair. My hole twitched as soon as I saw his profile on Adam4adam. I had just finished my classes for the day was had logged on to see if any of my usual hookups were online for that night when I saw him on the New Member’s page. “ItalianTop34” his screen name read and below it a picture of his perfectly sculpted chest and stomach. I stared at the thumbnail for a long moment taking in the dark nipples the dark hair swirling down out of frame. I felt my hole twitching eagerly. I clicked on his picture and started reading: he was 34 years old, six foot two, two hundred and twenty pounds, and most impressively of all, a total top, with a nine inch cock. I typed a quick message to him, complimenting his picture and telling him to hit me up sometime, after hovering over the send button my hole gave another powerful twitched and I clicked send. For the next twenty minutes I chatted with a few regular fuck buddies making some tentative plans for later, tried to start on a paper for my European Literature class until I heard that familiar buzz from the a4a in box and pulled the website back up. It was him. My heart skipped a beat as I opened his message and read “hey there kid, cute pics, what brings you on here tonight?” I typed hurriedly: “looking for some fun tonight, need something to distract me from these papers.” Not a whole minute later: “a distraction? what sort of distraction?” We carried on like that for a few more messages culminating in him giving me his address. “Be there in an hour” was my last message to him. I quickly ran to the bathroom and cleaned up, getting ready to take his massive cock. My heart was pounding and my stomach seemed to be bouncing. I always get that feeling when I know a big cock is in my near future. Twenty minutes later I dashed out of my apartment in a pair of basket ball shorts, no underwear, of course, (a good bottom doesn’t need underwear), and a plain white t-shirt. I jumped in my car and drove the twenty minutes to his place. For a brief moment I sat in the car looking at the red brick building before rushing up to the little side door he had told me to use. His apartment was on the fourth floor at the top of the building and right inside the white painted door was a staircase leading up to his doorway. I knocked quickly and then stepped back waiting. I heard movement on the other side of the door and then it swung open quickly revealing Anthony for the first time in the flesh. He stood there in the door way in just a pair of running shorts, not the long kind people wear now but the short ones from the 80’s, a thing sheen of sweat seemed to glisten on his massive chest, there was about a day's worth of beard growing on his square jaw, but now standing in front of him it was his eyes that struck me the most. They were the brightest blue I had ever seen in someone’s eyes and they shown out like two brilliant pools from under his thick dark brow. He smiled, “Well you really didn’t wanna write that paper did you boy, you’re twenty minutes early. I went for a quick run before you came over, makes me last longer,” even this brief mention of sex was enough to make my hole twitch again and my cock begin to harden, “and I was gonna take a shower for yah, but now you’re here. Guess you could have a seat and wait for me to go get cleaned up.” “Oh no that’s alright,” I stammered. I don’t know why but the faint smell of manly sweat that was wafting from him into the hall way was making my cock begin to grow even harder. Anthony noticed, he chuckled and said “Look at you, springing wood on the stairs. You must really want this,” and with that he grabbed his meaty cock though the running shorts pressing its impressive profile against the thin fabric. Even soft the thickness of his cock was amazing and I was now hard as a rock all 6.5 inches of me straining against my shorts. “Come in kid,” he said stepping aside to let me in. He closed the door behind me, and then led the way down a narrow hall to the first room, the living room. It was nice with a big couch a few chairs a massive built in bookcase one wall and a giant television on the other. Anthony grabbed a remote off the coffee table and clicked it in the direction of the television which began to hum to life. “You want a beer?” he asked. “Sure,” I replied. “Have a seat. I’ll bring them through.” He left and I sat down on the massive couch looking at the television which now showed the symbol for some network connection and then after a moment of processing an image sprung up on the screen. A boy about my age was on his back on a hotel bed while a man old enough to be his father pounded the boy’s hole. The moans of the boy could be heard around the room from the surround sound system. I watched as two more men came into frame and one of them pushed his fat cock down the boy’s throat and the other moved round to where the first man was still plowing the boy. The first man seemed to get the hint and pulled out so that the new man could take his place inside the bottom. Then I realized I was watching bareback porn. I suddenly felt hot. My hole twitched, and my cock throbbed. I had never watched bareback porn before on principal and I was suddenly kicking myself for it. The boy writhed as the new man began to force is raw cock into his hole but soon enough the new man as pounding away with the same gusto as the first man. It was around this time that I slid my hand down the front of my shorts, spread my legs and began to rub my hole. I heard a noise behind me and turned to see Anthony with two beers in his hands smiling at me. God how long had he been there watching me feel up my own hole to his porn. Looking back that had probably been part of his plan, to get me even more horned up with bareback porn, but how was I to know that at the time? Chuckling, Anthony walked over with the two beers and, although the couch could seat four, he sat down next to me, presumably so he could stretch his big arm around as he sat down. I suddenly found myself engulfed in that same manly smelly and it was intoxicating. I breathed deeply a few times and then turned so that my noise was right next to his pit and took a deep whiff. “You are quite the pig boy. First you’re so excited for cock you get here early, then I leave you alone for five minutes and you’re going at your hole and now it’s all you can do to keep from sticking you whole face in my sweaty stinking pit. Well go on boy, get in there and get a good taste.” He took his arm from around me and held it over his head exposing his thick bushy pits. After the very briefest of hesitations I dove in, first just sniffing and then sticking my tongue in and licking all over tasting the sweet salt of his sweat. I must have gone at his pit for five minutes. I was so entranced with the smell and the taste that I didn’t notice that he had lowered his hand until I felt his fingers sliding down the back of my shorts. As soon as I felt one of his digits graze my hole I pulled my head from his pit, rocked my body forward to give him better access and buried my head in his crotch. I could feel his cock beginning to swell and press against the little shorts and before he had even worked one finger inside me the head had slipped out of one of the legs of his shorts. I quickly engulfed his cock head and began to make out with the uncut monster that would soon change my life forever. I felt one and then two fingers slide inside my hole and begin to stretch me out. After a few minutes he pulled his fingers out of my ass and brushed me away from his cock. “Strip,” he ordered. Hurriedly I stood up and tossed my t-shirt off into a corner and quickly shucked my shorts off as well. After looking at me for what seemed like forever Anthony smiled and slid his own shorts off. Although I had had had his cockhead in my mouth, I was still not prepared for what I saw: that massive beautiful piece of dark uncut Italian meat that sprung up and pressed against his furry abs. I whimpered as I looked at it, yearning to have it inside of me again. “Well don’t just stand there and look at it, start sucking boy.” I fell to my knees and Anthony grabbed his beer and sat back. Opening my mouth wide I began to work as much as I could of that monster into my mouth as quickly as I could. Anthony for his part just say back and drank his beer while I hooked his cock down. Once I felt his cockhead hit the back of my throat I swallowed deeply and felt it slide down my throat, Anthony moaned loudly. I worked his cock like that until he finished his beer, sometimes deep throating it sometimes pulling back and working the shaft of his big low hanging balls. All the while in the background I could here the noises of that boy being bred by those three men and it made me even hornier. So by the time Anthony finally finished his beer and pulled me up off of his cock I had reached bitch in heat horny. The combination of his sweaty musk, the boy being bred on the television and the prospect of having that amazing cock sliding into my boy hole slightly had turned me into a cockhound. “You ready for me to work that hole,” he asked me, holding onto both sides of my face while he did. I just nodded. “Go behind the couch and bend over. I want you to watch this next video coming up while I eat your sweet boy-cunt.” I had never heard it called that before, but I liked it. I dashed behind the couch and bent over with my chest resting on the back and my arms hanging over. Anthony took his sweet time walking round, first starting another video from what seemed to be a massive porn archive. Just before the video began I felt a hot wet tongue pressing against me hole and arched my back. The image of another boy appeared on the screen. He had that blissful, fucked-out look that can only come to a bottom from servicing tops who need them. The camera was held by the top and he zoomed in on his raw cock siding into the boys now slack and cum covered hole. I gasped as Anthony had just slid his tongue inside me. I began to thrust back against him. The boy on the screen was moaning in ecstasy as the top’s fat cock stretched his already sloppy boy-cunt. As Anthony started to add fingers into the mix I thought for the first time 'God I’m jealous of that boy'. I heard moment behind me and felt Anthony remove his tongue and fingers but I was too engrossed with watching the fat cock pound cum out of the boy’s hole to look behind me. Then at the same moment several things happened. I felt a slight pressure on my hole, the camera on screen changed positions for a second and I saw that the top pounding this boy into oblivion was no other then the one who not three seconds ago had been eating my hole, and lastly I felt my hole explode inwards as Anthony slammed his massive tool home. I let out a scream, and tried to turn and face him but he held me firm and kept his cock in place. We both stood like that for a moment while I caught my breath again. “Please tell me you put a condom on?” I spluttered through racked breaths. “I only fuck raw kid. If you would have read my profile more carefully instead of just looking at the pictures you would know that.” And with that he began to pull out and then just as suddenly as the first time slammed back in. My hole stretched quickly under his assault, and just as quickly I began to feel waves of pleasure with each thrust so powerful that I forgot all about the condom. The boy on the video was gasping and moaning just like I was as I clung to the sofa for support. It was just as things started to feel good that I realized something felt different about this fuck. I realized it wasn’t just that my hole was being stretched wider then probably ever before, but I felt more in tune with Anthony - as he pounded me I felt like I could feel every bump and twist in his massive cock. I knew that it was because his cock was in me raw, that I could feel all of it. I don’t know how I came to understand this, but I did. The video ended with Anthony shouting as he filled up the boy with his load. That will be me soon I though somewhere deep in my mind, and instead of panicking I was excited. I wanted him to fill me up, to dump his load in my boy-cunt. Anthony pulled out from my hole completely, leaving me gaping and empty. Then his face showed-up right next to mine. Fuck sweat running along his cheeks, “On the floor boy. Now that you know your place as a raw bottom, it's time to teach you how to be a cumdump.” His strong hands knocked me to the ground and I positioned myself on my back, my feet resting on his shoulders. He wasted no time in sliding his cock back inside my now loose sloppy cunt. And then the pounding began again, sometimes slowly and sometimes like he was trying to break up concrete. As drops of sweat fell from him landing all over my body, his gaze never left mine. He told me what a sweet hole I had and how when he was done with it I would really be a bottom boy like I was meant to be. I just whimpered and moaned like the boy in the video. Suddenly he stopped, his cock buried balls deep in my hole, and said “Tell me what you want.” I was unsure of what to say, so I gasped, “I want you to pound my hole.” “No boy, tell me what you really need, tell me what you need for this fat raw cock up your cunt.” His load, that was what I wanted. Ever sense I had seen the boy in the second video being bred by the magnificent cock that was currently pulsing deep inside my ass. “Your load,” I muttered. “I can’t hear you.” “I want your load. I want you to cum inside me.” “You want me to fill you with my spunk?” “Yes, fill me up!” “You wanna get bred, don’t you?” “Yes, please, breed me!” “Good boy.” And with that he resumed pounding but this time quicker and more animalistic. Every so often he would grunt out, “Tell me how much you want my load?” “More then anything" I would reply. After about ten more minutes of relentless fucking he half moaned half shouted, “You ready to become a cumdump?” “God yes.” “Good 'cause here come my load.” He slammed all the way into my ass and I could feel his cock pulsing as the cum rushed into my gut giving me a warm sticky feeling inside. Guys had cum in condoms while fucking me before but it was nothing like this. I had never felt so fulfilled sexually and yet so lustful at the same time. I knew I had served my purpose but I wanted more. Anthony rocked back and forth forcing my hole to milk every last drop of cum from my hole before he pulled his still rock hard cock out. I felt so empty as my legs fell from his shoulders and he stood up. I just lay there looking up at the Italian god who had just bred my hole, given me my first load. I reached back and felt my sloppy hole. Anthony had been right to call it a cunt and truly I no longer had a tight boy hole, but a wet sloppy loose cunt. And I loved it. I fingered myself a little, and then stuck my cummy fingers in my mouth and sucked. Anthony just watched, a smile of satisfaction on his face. After a few moments I made to get up but Anthony said “Just lay there for a minute, I’m not done with you yet.” He left the room and I went back to fingering my messy hole. I could hear that Anthony was on the phone for a moment and then I heard what sounded like typing and then another phone call, a bit more typing and then silence. Then he was back, still hard as a rock with a big grin on his face. “Damn boy, you’re just going to town aren’t you?” I stopped for a moment and bushed. I has been so intrigued by my new sloppy hole that I hadn’t noticed that I had shoved in four fingers as deep as they would go and was now pounding away. “Get those fingers out of there so I can give you another load before your evening really gets going, boy.” I didn’t know what he meant about 'my night getting going' but I did know that I wanted his cock back inside of me, as well as more of his warm hot cum, so I pulled my fingers out of my ass cleaned the off in my mouth and rolled over onto all fours presenting him with my still gaping hole. He chuckled, squatted down behind me and easily slid his fat cock inside and began pounding away again. Just as Anthony was really picking up steam and I could tell that my second load of the night was on its way there was a firm knock on the door. Anthony paused for a moment to shout “It’s open,” before returning to pounding me....

Every top should follow your most awesome example and way of thinking!

Damn Hungnreadytofuck! You are one helluva storyteller. This is one hot and twisted tale. Any chance some of this is true? Thanks!

i'm a bottom and i'm sub, but not every Top, or even Dom connects with the sub part of me. D/s is simply not generic and it takes chemistry to connect. A bully Dom shuts me down at the very least, but they don't get any where near collaring me. But then, there are certain types of Dom's who see and know exactly how to Dom me, i suspect it has a lot to do with chemistry, and i have to literally bite my mattress or pillow to keep from declaring: "i love You." With those guys, there is no doubt, You are reading it right, that guy has definitely just made me His bitch and slipped His collar on me, it's an awesome, powerful thing.

There are two sides on that matter, one cant be without the other, like two sides of the same coin. Ofcourse as a breeder its my purpose to inject my seed into the guy I breed, making sure it is as potent and fertile as possible, for the receptive cunt to absorb and to make it his own. Thats in the end the essence of being a man. But to get there, theres obviously the amazing and overwhelming sensation of being milked by a raw male cunt, the natural way, feeling his cunt walls coating my tools to force it to orgasm and empty my balls in there.

This is so true. There’s a Top who tortures me with this internal edging. The horror of it is, after you cum, you can instantly start edging right from the edge! Over and over! I only say ‘horror’ because this particular Top likes to play it through 15-20 times. It’s brutal. It’s like the Top reaches inside you, pulls out the most private, vulnerable, intimate thing about your sex, and plays hackey-sack with it.

one time a couple guys were fucking the hell out of me in the public sling and speaking very aggressively in some arabic sounding language and after they shot their loads in me and left the next guy in me asked if I could understand what they were saying and when I said no he said they were calling me a diseased faggot and a whore telling me they were gonna make me pregnant.

I stopped at the bottom of the stairwell and looked back. I had never been rejected before. Ever. My head was a swirl of emotions. Anger. At being teased like some dollar store and rejected; at cumming so quickly like some adolescent touching a girl’s tits for the first time and angry because his mouth had felt so incredibly good - warm, insistent, greedy - and I’d blown it. Literally. I sat on the bottom step for a good ten minutes to collect my thoughts and calm down. Cycling when angry is never a good idea. Even I twilight when there is no traffic. Finally I pulled my backpack across my shoulders and walked back to my bike. It wasn’t there. It was too much and I bellowed in frustration and kicked the street lamp hard. It went out. Swearing to myself I realised I’d have to walk home. There was little consolation that later that night my boyfriend would literally choke and fuck me with his massive cock before loading me deep and leaving me with a couple of bruises. At that moment in time, it was Jacques cock my arse was hungry for. I started to walk. At my pace it wouldn’t take me that long and so I started planning. I’d go home and have a long soak, shave my balls and cunt, have a spliff while I swapped my piercing for a ring with a big ball bearing through which would make my cock ache as it struggled against the weight to get erect; a metal cock ring with raised bumps on the inside to add additional torture to my balls. Then I’d smoke some T, not too much and the I’d be watching hardcore bb porn and playing with a butt plug up my cunt til my boyfriend came home and found me. He’d be high on T and what else he’s taken and loaded full of black spunk, his manhood humiliated and wanting to take his anger out in some white yeah boy. Me. My phone buzzed. The screen lit up and showed me a message from Toby. A small smile eroded a small part of my anger. Let me tell you about Toby. ****** A couple of months ago I did my annual clothes shopping trip. Chino, shirts, tees and underwear. The preppy look that I had spotted for the whole of my life. I am Banana Republic man. So anyway, there I was paying for my goods when I heard a bit of a commotion behind me. I turned around and there was a mom and her poor lad. Arguing over a shirt. It was the argument that piqued my interest first. She was telling him it was “too tight” and he was disagreeing. I took a couple of seconds to check him out. He was about my height, ginger and freckles and clearly an athlete. I could tell from the well developed calves in his shorts. The cashier quietly coughed. When I turned around he had a raised eyebrow and a smirk. I smirked pack, paid and left. Outside I decided to take a break and sat on one of the benches just opposite the entrance. Placing my bags between my legs, I spread them generously and took in the view. Sure enough, the ginger lad and his mom came out. He’d clearly won as he was smiling and swinging a shopping bag. Walking next to his mom he glanced my way and for the smallest moment his step faltered. I discretely nodded at him and he discretely acknowledged. I spread my legs further and scratched my balls. His eyes lasered to my crotch. My cock stirred slightly knowing the almost impossibility of achieving anything. As I said he was my height, ginger and freckled and built. His previously adolescent softness filled out with muscle. And a nice butt. As I said I don’t often fuck but I do fuck twinks and I could almost taste his right moist Virgin hole. As I watched, storing what he looked like for a later wank fantasy he pulled his iPhone from his pocket. He mom stopped and looked at him. Pulling his phone to his chest there was a brief conversation, a quick cheek kiss and mom walked off. Putting the phone to his ear he wandered off in the other direction. As I prepared to pick up my bags and head home to crack open a fresh bottle of poppers, he turned back and smiled at me. I picked up my bags and slowly started to follow him through the mall. He wandered in and out of shops, always looking back every so often to see if I was there. I was. My interest was piqued. He wandered into a sports shop - one of those sprawling discount stores good for socks, underwear and tees. At a discrete distance I followed him in, watching as he skimmed rows of t shirts. I walked into the same aisle at the other end. As I nonchalantly looked at some shorts he whipped off his t shirt and like some straight guy tried on a shirt. Even from where I was standing I could see him freckles, slightly sun-kissed smooth chest, small pert nipples and incredible six pack. Checking himself out in the mirror he pulled the tee off and stared at me. Grinning, he dropped it to the floor, pull his own back on and let his hand drop to his crotch suggestively. Then turning he quickly walked out of the store. I almost lost him outside until I saw him disappear down an emergency stairwell. Surprised the alarm didn’t go off I followed him through the door. The stairwell was dark and clearly disused. I took me a couple of seconds for my eyes to adjust to the darkness but when it did I realised he was standing right in front of me. “Hi.” He stammered. In spite of his cockiness he was clearly nervous and shaking. I dropped my bags and put my hand on his chest. He gasped and took my hand. My cock was already straining in my jeans and rubbing against the denim as I was commando. Slowly he pulled my hand down to his crotch which was impressively tented. I licked my lips and slowly undid the buttons of his combat shorts to expose his pants underneath. His breathing was heavy and expectant. I pulled down the waistband and out sprung his cock. Even in the dim light the head glistened with precut and I could tell he had a big mushroom head and a thick cock. I was slightly jealous. He was at least 9” and I’d never feel it in my cunt. Shame. I slowly stroked his cock as his own hands started to pull on my jeans. I pulled him towards me and kissed him. His tongue shot out of his mouth and into mine. Fuck he was a good kisser. Pulling my cock out we both moaned as we mutually wanked our increasing wet tools. Realising time was of the essence I knelt down and took his cock in my mouth. He moaned and as if by instinct he put his hand on the back of my hand and pushed me into his crotch. I took a deep sniff of soapy bush and hairy balls and moaned. His young Vick was gushing precum and I knew I wouldn’t need to take long to drink him dry. In fact he was already thrusting his hips into my face and before long a sweet wad of cum washed down my throat. I waited until his cock has drained itself and then stood up. He smiled at me as I started to zip up my own jeans. “Wait.” Thinking a jerk off was better than nothing I stood there, cock erect and dripping. I was surprised when he then kneeled down and licked the shaft of my cock. And licked it like a pro. Looking down at him he glanced up and winked as he teased the ring in my cock. Fuck. He wasn’t that innocent. I moaned as he spent a good ten minutes sucking, licking and chewing my cock and balls. Finally, he swallowed my cock and milked me dry. Swallowing my load and then as he pulled away flicking my piercing to make my cock jerk for those final drops. Standing up he kissed my neck and told me to wait five minutes. Then he was gone. I collected my thoughts and bags and discretely re-entered the mall. I found the nearest bench and sat down, smiling. Pulling my phone out to check messages I noticed I had 10 messages on my “dating” app. It wasn’t dating. It was an app used by bb whores like me. I clicked it open and my eyes widened. It was a stream of messages form “GingerWhore”. It was him. Messages that he’s clearly sent as I had followed him which I hadn’t noticed. But it was the final one that made me go hard again. “Nice cock dude. Want you to dig your cock deep into my young cunt and vice versa. Nice seed too. Condoms only.” I smiled. Condoms only? Fuck no. I had found a Twink to corrupt and breed. ********* Perhaps my night was looking up after all. Checking my gps, I texted Toby to tell him that I was on my way and to slip a jock over his frat boy cunt.

So I’m in Boston for a week on a work trip, and it’d be silly of me to not try to see what kind of trouble I can find while in town. Short and sweet: I’ve been in town for a little over 12 hours and I’ve managed to get myself two loads. Guy #1 hit me up on BBRT, swapped some text and pics and I had him up to my hotel room. He loves poppers just as much as I do, which is big plus in my book! He worked my hole over damn well with his skilled tongue. I ended up getting a load from him shot on my hole and I made sure that as much of it as possible ended up inside. Guy #2 and I have been chatting on and off for a few days on BBRT, as I advertised my travel to a Boston on the site prior to arriving. He was returning from a vacation trip earlier this afternoon with a saved up eight-day load in his balls. I called up a rideshare to his place and had to pretty much conceal my pre-dripping dick the whole way. We got going with some mutual head and dizzied up on poppers, and shared some pit sniffing and making out. Not long after that, he had me on my back and his dick sliding up into my slick hole (from a couple of hours prior). He fucked me damn well on my back and on my side, and got some fucking hot verbal going between us about his saved up load and the dude’s cum already in my hole. I felt almost every pump his cock made when he shot inside my hole, and I made sure it all went in by wrapping my legs around him and pulling ‘em deep into my ass. I was hoping for a third load of the evening and had some talk started with guy #3 (and potentially #4 with him as well), but it fell through. Maybe I can get those later this week.

I love dirty talkers as they’re breeding me, impregnation talk, domination/humiliation talk, poz/std talk, any talk that confirms my role as in service to give Alpha Top men what they want! Also luv when tops make their grunting noises as they’re about to inseminate me with their babies!!

I was a teen still at collage was in a park in a public toilet took my first load up my arse have never looked back

Chapter II We seemed to have a perfect relationship. Both working at jobs we loved, great place to live, wonderful times together, sex that was out of this world for us both. We loved watching porn and then somewhat recreating it together, although we were now at a point where all we watched was BB porn, we still used condoms with each other. It was a dream come true. We were now both out of school and working for about 2 years now. Going smoothly. My nursing job was at a clinic that catered to mostly gays. We had a few friends, not many, but plenty for us as we were not partiers anyway and only a few drinks here and there. Just nice comfortable and easy going lifestyle. Then one day, Nigel, stopped to pick up a new dvd for us to watch. Don't remember the title, but he had thought it was just another BB movie for us to enjoy. It was a Friday night, so it was kind of our 'date' night. We went out to eat, then to a club to have a quick drink and dance a little and say hi to a couple of friends. Then home to watch the movie and make love together. We got home and fixed a couple of drinks and went to watch our new vid. It started out basically like most, a somewhat boring uninteresting meeting of a couple of guys. They went back to one of their places for all intents and purposes for hot sex. Mainly the usual French kissing as they disrobed each other next to the usual almost bare bed. Then the usual groping of each other and both ending up in a 69 with probably the top being on top of course. Somewhat boring to this point other than both men were built and damn hot looking. As per usualy the top having the bigger of the two cocks, lol. Then slowly, the top withdraws his cock from the bottom's mouth and keeping his on the other cock, slowly turns around. Then withdrawing his mouth off of the bottoms cock, crawls between his legs and lifts them up over his shoulders. Then the top starts to rim the bottom to get his hole lubed with spit only. He gets a little verbal at this point telling the bottom he is going to BB him and dump his load up his ass. The bottom seems to love it and says do me. Then as the top takes his tongue out of the bottoms ass, he lowers it down till he can look the guy in the eyes and tell him to get ready. As he moves forward to impale the bottoms hole the camera pans around till it appears to be the viewpoint of the bottom watching that huge cock come towards him. There, just above the tops, cock is THE TATTOO. A biohazard symbol that we all know the meaning of. Nigel and I gasp and look at each other. This was something we had never contemplated at all, Nigel whispered that he had no idea what this movie was. The toxic cock begins to enter the bottom and the camera angle changes again to let us see the entire length going in. The top hesitated only a few seconds and then begins to pount the bottoms hole as fast and hard as he can. This goes on for about 15 minutes until the top suddenly drives deep and tells the bottom he is coming and pozzing his ass good. No pulling out and coming mostly on the bottoms ass and then reinserting like so many other vids do. All the toxic cum deep inside and then just a few drops dripping out when the cock is withdrawn. Both top and bottom have huge smiles on their faces when done and then the vid is over. Nigel and I look at each other in disbelief, but when we both look down we see that we are both hard as a rock. We soon are making out and then I put on a condom, like normal and I fuck him hard and don't stop till i have dumped two loads in the condom and Nigel has also cum twice. We then fall asleep in each others arms after one of the hottest fucks we had ever had.

Oh yeah... me and my dad and me and my sons.... all the time. It’s how we live our everyday lives. We fuck each other all the time...

And in case you can't open PDFs, or you just prefer the moderator's writing style, here's the text version of the story (I'm sure the moderator will do his usual thorough editing job within a few days). Chapter 5 comes right after the five-way at Simon's place, and right after Simon says, "...you have more to learn, and I'm gonna teach you." ---- Five: The next few weeks were really great. Simon seemed to be having me over more and more, and having girls from the club over less and less. He always seemed happy to see me, and I was definitely happy whenever I saw him. I loved how he always dominated me, and how he made me feel like I was the only person in the world when we were together. I was also starting to get used to him inviting Jaime or the married stranger over to fuck me, too, although Simon was the one I really wanted. I knew it was wrong to do this to my boyfriend, and of course I knew there was a huge risk taking Simon's loads (and his roommate's) all the time, and that it might all catch up to me later. But later was later, and all I knew was, Simon was what I needed right now, and I think he needed me to, and I was happy when I was with him. Things with my boyfriend Todd were also better than ever, which made me feel guilty for cheating on him, but I was getting better and better at not thinking about it. Things were always so easy when I was with Todd, and I couldn't imagine not being with him. He was probably the one really decent person in my life, and even though he didn't always understand me, I knew he would do anything for me, and I felt like a better person when I was with him. The sex was never quite as passionate as that one night he'd fucked Jaime's cum into me (without knowing it), but it was still great, and I was always happy when I was with him, too. Anyway, Todd and I were on our way to an office party my company was throwing. Todd always came with me to these things when he wasn't working, so it was nothing special. Some of the partners at my company were openly gay, and everyone at work was pretty easygoing, so I was looking forward to a few drinks, a few laughs, a drama-free evening, and then a quiet night back at Todd's place. We got to my office building and walked inside, with Todd telling me all the latest updates on his family ranch back home, and about the torque (or something) on the new pickup truck his family had just bought. He seemed really excited about the whole thing, and he was fun to listen to when he got excited about something. We got up to the office party and saw some of my work friends, and we walked over and started talking to them for a minute. Then I left to get us some drinks, and I said hi to some of the partners, my boss Jackie, and her nephew Greg, who I hadn't met before. I got back to where Todd was talking to my friends, and I noticed that Joel, the office slut, had come out of nowhere and was laughing at something Todd had said, resting his hand "casually" on Todd's muscular arm. Joel had a reputation around the office for spreading his legs for just about anything that moved, including one or two of the delivery men, and possibly some of the partners, too. Joel was Asian, on the short side, had a great body and a cute face, and could be very…persuasive when he wanted something, which is why I didn't want him anywhere near Todd. I usually didn't follow office gossip, but I could tell, just by looking, what Joel wanted; and with my boyfriend's recent…history, I didn't trust the two of them together at all. I handed Todd his drink, and then politely but firmly steered him away from that group, and away from Joel. After that, I started to relax. We had a few more drinks, we talked to some more of my office friends, and I showed Todd off to some of the new people there. The mood was good, there was booze and music, and all was well. And then at the other side of the room, I saw Simon walk in. Everyone was listening to Todd telling another one of his farm stories, as my heart stopped beating and I had a quiet panic attack. Was I imagining this? I'd only had a few drinks. Why was he here? Was he going to tell my boyfriend everything? In front of all my co-workers?? Had my life of lies and deceit finally caught up with me? Or could this just be a weird coincidence, and he was here with someone else? I held my breath and stayed perfectly still, praying for this moment to just go away, wishing for Simon to just turn around and walk out, hoping beyond hope that he wouldn't see me…. Simon spotted me almost instantly and started walking directly toward me, with a maniacal grin on his face. What the hell was I going to do? I snapped out of my panicked paralysis and started looking for an escape route, but there was a table of food behind me, Todd next to me, and co-workers totally surrounding us, listening to Todd as he finished his story. The co-workers were starting to disperse, but not fast enough. In sheer desperation, I considered ducking under the table and running out the other side, but that would leave Simon alone with my boyfriend, to tell him who-knows-what? I finally decided to just stay put and try to think of a convincing story to tell my boyfriend, and hopefully get out of this thing alive. Simon finally got to where we were standing, walked right up to me, and slapped me hard on the shoulder. "There he is!" he said to me, like we were old friends. "Sorry I'm late!" "I—I didn't think you were coming," I said, completely honestly. I could see Todd had turned toward us and was probably waiting for an introduction. And Simon wasn't helping, he was just staring at me with that mischievous grin, obviously enjoying watching me squirm and suffer. I couldn't say he was a co-worker, because Todd knew everyone at work. "Todd, this is my…friend…from…growing up." From growing up? Was that seriously the best I could come up with?? "Nice to meet you, I'm Todd," my lover said. "How's it goin'? I'm Simon," my other lover said. God, was this really happening? These two people were never supposed to meet each other! "So you two went to school together?" Todd asked, totally normally. Maybe my lie had actually worked. "Sure did," Simon said, going along with my story with clear amusement, "and now I'm back in town. I can't believe you didn't find out about me before now!" I'm sure all the blood drained from my face at that point, but Todd was already on his third drink, which might have been the only thing that saved me. The rest of that conversation was incredibly…normal, with Todd and Simon making small talk, and only me seeming to realize how insane this whole situation was. Simon, always full of surprises, really hit it off with Todd, saying he had family in the Midwest, too (I had no idea if that was true or not), and talking about cars and power tools and things, which Todd loved. I realized I'd never seen Simon sociable like this before. He was like five different people in one. After a few minutes of Simon and my boyfriend bonding over "guy talk", Simon looked over at where my boss Jackie and her nephew Greg were standing, and asked me, "Hey, who is that fine Nubian queen over there?" Oh no, what was he doing? "That—that's my boss, but don't—" "I will talk to you two gentlemen later," he interrupted me, and started walking toward her. "No, you can't—" I said quickly, but he was already gone. Was this night really happening? First he introduces himself to my boyfriend, and now he's going to hit on my boss? This is not how tonight was supposed to go. I watched as Simon strutted up to Jackie and started talking to her, and I just hoped he wouldn't tell her he was with me. Then I saw both of them look directly over at me, and it was obvious he'd just told her. Why was he doing this to me?? I went back to talking to my boyfriend, who amazingly didn't seem to suspect anything. He actually seemed to really like Simon, which was just too much for me. I quickly waved some work friends over to talk to us and take my boyfriend's mind off Simon, and to hopefully make him forget about Simon altogether. After a few minutes of talking to my friends, I looked back over at Simon, and now he was leaning into my boss's ear and saying something funny, making her laugh. I turned back to my boyfriend, and Joel had once again shown up out of nowhere and was rubbing up on my boyfriend, so I had to separate the two of them again. Then I turned back to Simon, and now my boss was gone, and Simon was talking to my boss's nephew Greg, and making him laugh. This night could not be happening. I went back to talking to my work friends for a few minutes, and then when I turned back to Simon, he and Greg were looking right at me, and Simon was saying something into Greg's ear, and smiling devilishly. This could not be good. Then Greg started smiling, too, and then Simon was waving me over to them. I looked back at my boyfriend, and Joel had found his way back, and now he was putting a drink into Todd's hands, and Todd wasn't saying no. Well I could either keep Joel away from my boyfriend, or go over and see what Simon wanted. After some agonizing, I decided to walk over to Simon and Greg, knowing I'd regret it. "You know Greg," Simon said to me. I nodded at Greg. We'd met earlier. Greg was a little younger than me, in shape, and good looking. He had perfect white teeth, a neat haircut, and smooth mocha skin. "Greg's new in town," Simon explained, "and he doesn't know anybody yet. I told him I could help him out with that." Then Simon looked me up and down with a very suggestive look, and I knew exactly what he meant, but I couldn't believe it! He was pimping me out to my boss's nephew?? Then I saw the lusty smile on Greg's face, and I knew that's exactly what was happening. How had Simon found someone else to fuck me, literally 15 minutes after getting here? And how in the world had he singled out my boss's nephew, of all the people here? Simon took my arm and said, "Let's go for a walk." "What, now?" I asked, eyes wide. Simon nodded. "We can't, not here!" I protested. "My boss is here, and my boyfriend is right over there!" "I won't tell if you won't," Simon said with a smirk. "Will you tell?" he asked Greg. Greg shook his head, also smirking. "Then it's settled. Let's go, baby doll." Simon had never called me that in front of someone else before, and no one in my "regular" life knew I was sleeping around, until right now. This whole thing was totally wrong! But Greg already knew now, and if I put up a fight, Simon might tell Greg even more about what we'd been up to. So I took one last, mournful look back at my boyfriend, who I could see was now hopelessly under Joel's spell, and let Simon pull me away. The three of us walked to the end of one of the hallways, and into a corner office. I'd been so busy thinking about my boyfriend and Joel that I hadn't been paying attention to where we were going. "Wait, this is one of the partners' offices, we can't do it in here!" I said, but neither of them seemed to care. Simon closed the door (but didn't lock it), pulled me over to the window, and started grinding into my ass. "Wait, not by the window, someone could see us!" We were only a few floors up, and the parking lot was right outside. If someone left the party early and looked up…. Simon wasn't listening, though, and I could feel his hard-on pressing into me now. Greg walked up to me, lifted my chin up, and kissed me deeply, right then and there. I realized then that I hadn't kissed anyone except my boyfriend in three years, even with all this sleeping around I was doing. I'd just crossed yet another line, and with an almost complete stranger. While I was making out with Greg, Simon dropped my pants, then his, and then I felt his hard, bare cock pressing up against my skin. Then Greg bent me down, undid his own pants, and pushed his fat black cock into my mouth. Greg got hard fast, and soon I was choking on Greg's cock, with Simon right behind me, pushing my head further down and grinding his own cock against my ass. After a few minutes, Simon asked, "You ready to fuck him?" "Oh, yeah," Greg said. And with that, Simon stood me up, turned me around, and bent me forward again. I heard Greg spitting a few times, and then he started to push in. And there I was, bent over like a whore in one of the partners' offices, right in front of the window, with my neighbor's cock in my mouth, and my boss's nephew's cock shoving into my ass, at the company office party, with my boyfriend right outside. Was this really happening?? Greg slowly pushed all the way into me, and he was really stretching me out. He'd never asked about condoms, so I just hoped he was clean—although at this point I didn't even know if I was. When Greg was all the way inside me, he started slowly thrusting in and out and sighing, obviously enjoying the feeling. Meanwhile, Simon was deep in my throat, egging him on: "Yeah, man, open him up wide, make him your bitch, take that ass, fuck him real deep." "Oh, man, he feels good," Greg was saying as he fucked me harder, "fuck, this is just what I needed." He started really pounding me, and I struggled to take it. He didn't care, though, he just grabbed my hips and kept pounding me hard. And Simon obviously loved it. He kept encouraging Greg to fuck me harder, and telling me to "take that black dick in your slutty fuckin' hole, you fuckin' whore, your boyfriend's gonna know you just got fucked, for sure." After just a few minutes of Simon's nasty talk, Greg pounded me even harder, slammed all the way inside me, and held it there as he shot his load of unknown status deep inside me. As soon as he pulled out, Simon stood me up, shoved me right up against the same window I'd complained about before, and pushed in on Greg's cum. He fucked me hard as I looked down on the parking lot, hoping no one would walk out right then. "Oh, you dirty slut," he whispered into my ear, breathing hard, "taking all this dick with your boyfriend right outside. He's probably wondering where you are right now. Maybe Greg should go find him, and tell him to come join us? I think he'd like that." "No, don't!" I said, instinctively trying to push Simon off me, but he was way stronger than me, and after a brief struggle, he pinned my arms behind my back, pressed my face up against the window, and slammed back into me as hard as he could. "Or maybe I should tell all your friends out there you just took a load off your boss's nephew, right here in the partner's office!" he said with a maniacal laugh. "What does your HR handbook say about that, bitch boy?" I couldn't believe what he was saying to me. My friends had no idea what Simon and I got up to, they thought Todd and I were the perfect faithful couple. If people at work found out what a slut I was, I'd have to quit in shame—if I didn't get fired first. "Well what's it gonna be, boy?" he asked, with some really hard thrusts. I hoped he wasn't seriously making me choose. "Who do you want me to tell?" he asked, fucking me faster. "Your little work friends, or your boyfriend? And you better hurry, boy, 'cuz I'm about to bust my fuckin' nut." I still couldn't believe it. Is this why he'd come here tonight? "Ah, maybe I should just tell everyone. Then you'll have no one but me." Oh god, he really was making me choose, between losing my boyfriend and losing my job. Fuck, what had I done? I knew my lies would catch up to me eventually, but not yet, and I never thought Simon would turn on me like this! I'd known he was into some twisted games, and I'd known I was playing with fire, but fuck! "Oh, you feel so good, boy, I'm gettin' so close," Simon said. "I guess you want me to tell everyone, huh?" "My friends!" I blurted out. "Tell my friends." "Unh, just in time!" Simon said, slamming his cock into me. And as he pumped his hot load into me to mix with Greg's, I could tell from his voice and his moans that he was genuinely happy. Meanwhile, I felt like crying. My time at that company was probably over now, and all because I couldn't say no to Simon, just this one time. How had things gotten so out of control, so fast? Well at least if everyone was going to hear about me, they were going to hear about what a slut Greg was, too. That made me feel a little better. And I'd get to keep my boyfriend. Simon slowly slipped out of me and let go of my wrists, which were sore by now. We washed up in the private bathroom and straightened our clothes out, trying not to look like we'd just had a three-way at an office party. When we'd finished getting dressed, Simon walked right up to me. He took me by the chin and put his other hand around my waist, and dammit, when I saw the way he looked at me, like there was no one but the two of us, I couldn't stay mad at him, even though he was ruining my life, little by little. "That was so much fun, baby doll," he said to me, quietly, "I really liked that. I've fucked a lot of bitches," and now he was massaging my ear so gently, and I was closing my eyes and enjoying it, "but no one quite like you." And in that moment, I felt totally safe, and totally at peace with losing my job. I didn't need it, I could find a new one. All I needed was right here in front of me. "Well, my work here is done," Simon said, sounding satisfied, and letting go of my ear. "Oh, and uh, Greg here starts on Monday, so looks like you just met your new co-worker." "My…what??" I asked, suddenly panicked. I'd never slept with a co-worker before, and if I'd known Greg would be working here, there's no way in hell I would have cheated on my boyfriend with him! Oh no, it was all crashing down around me. My normal life and my cheating life were mixing together, and soon everyone would know what I cheater I was, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. Then I thought of something. "Wait, I thought you were…telling my friends about…." "Oh, that?" Simon said, laughing, like he was remembering a joke. "I said I wouldn't tell if you wouldn't, didn't I?" And then he was walking to the door. "Oh hey," he said from the doorway, "and tell your partners, great party." And just like that he left, with a big, stupid grin on his face. Greg gave me a wink and a pearly-white smile, then he was gone, too, leaving me alone in this office that wasn't mine, feeling relieved, angry, worried, guilty, and a thousand other things. I took a second to pull myself together, then looked out the window to make sure no one had seen us. I straightened up the office, double-checked myself in the mirror, and walked out. God, I might actually get away with this. Six: I walked back out into the party to look for my boyfriend, hoping no one had noticed me being gone for so long. My friends said he'd gone outside for some air about 15 minutes ago, and when I walked out there, I saw him with his hand on the wall, leaning up on, of course, Joel. This guy got points for perseverance, I'd give him that, but I wasn't letting this skeevy whore sink his hooks into my man, so long as there was life in me. "Come on, honey, it's time to go," I said to Todd, pulling him toward the car, and completely ignoring Joel. He'd clearly had a few more since I'd last seen him (thanks to Joel, no doubt), and he was stumbling a little. He fought me weakly. "No, let's stay," he said, eyes half-shut, "we've only been here for—" "Yeah I know," I said, cutting him off. "But that was more than enough time, apparently." For both of us, I thought. I got him into the passenger seat of the Mustang and drove us back to his place, stalling the engine a few times as I tried to process everything that had just happened. We got inside, and he insisted on having another drink before he'd let me put him to bed. When we were finally lying down, he cuddled up next to me and held me in his strong arms, and at last I started to relax, and forget about that office party and everything that had happened. Then he said, "I like your friend Simon, why didn't you tell me about him before?" Fuck. "He…just got back into town," I said, trying to remember what story Simon had made up. "Oh really?" Todd said. "He seems pretty cool. We should all hang out sometime." No, no, no, I thought, if I could just get Todd to go to sleep, maybe he wouldn't remember any of this in the morning, he'd forget he'd ever even met Simon, and everything could go back to the way it was. "I'm in the mood," I said, hoping to change the subject, "I wanna suck you off, baby." It wasn't really true, but if it meant distracting him till he passed out, I would take one for the team. I started rubbing his cock through his boxers, and that seemed to do the trick. He stopped grilling me about Simon, started getting hard, and breathed onto the side of my face. Oh, the booze was strong with this one. I got him on his back, slid down his boxers, and started working on his cock. He got totally hard and started moaning. My plan was working. I hated playing my boyfriend like this, but if he found out about Simon, it was all over, and I was not letting that happen. After a few minutes, my mind started drifting back to the office, and the unexpected pounding I'd taken there. That was way too risky. I couldn't do anything like that, ever again. But Greg was really fine, and I'd liked feeling him stretch me open. And I loved how much Simon had enjoyed the whole thing, even if he had tormented me evilly. Then I noticed I was completely hard, and realized I still hadn't cum yet today. So I took my briefs off and started stroking, as I kept working on my boyfriend's cock. My boyfriend had stopped making noises, and I was pretty sure he was out cold, when suddenly he said, "Oh yeah, that feels so good, unh, suck me, baby, suck me." I guess I had more work to do. He kept going, "Oh, you're so sexy, I want your body, I want to be inside you, we won't tell anyone." Hm, that was weird. Everyone knew about us already, didn't they? "I want to be inside you, I want to fuck you, Joel." What??? Did he just say he wanted to fuck Joel?? Joel, that slimy, slutty, backstabbing skank from the office who couldn't wait five minutes before loading my boyfriend up with liquor and luring him outside for some "alone time"? Something about hearing my boyfriend say Joel's name while I was sucking his cock, made something snap in my head, and before I knew what I was doing, I was climbing up and sitting on Todd's cock, and riding him for all I was worth. You want to sleep around behind my back, you son of a bitch? I thought, as I bounced up and down on his cock angrily. You like Joel better than me? Well, two can play at that game. You feel all that cum in there? That's Simon's, your friend Simon's, your favorite pal Simon's. Plus a guy's who I just met today. That's right, you stupid fool, while you thought you were being so clever, chatting up the village bicycle when I wasn't looking, I was two feet away, getting loaded up by two strangers. Feel all their cum inside me! You wanted to fuck a skeevy whore? Well, you're fucking one!! And with that, I shot a hot, angry load all over Todd's chest and face, as I ground my ass onto his bare cock, making sure it was completely covered in Simon's and Greg's cum. After I came down, my first thought was, Oh god, what have I done?? My cum was all over Todd's sleeping face, and I had just exposed him to who-knows-what from Simon and Greg. All Todd had done was talk to someone he probably thought was just being friendly, and here I was, shoving his cock into strangers' cum without him knowing, for the second time! And I was the one sneaking around, not him or Joel! I had to get ahold of myself. Simon was turning me into some kind of deviant, and now I was dragging poor Todd into it, too. As I cleaned up the evidence of my shameful acts (for the second time that night), I promised I would never do anything like this ever again. Todd was totally innocent, he'd only had that one slip-up a few months ago, and I didn't really blame him for that. I had to start treating him better, and trusting him more, and stop tricking him into fucking other guys' loads into me. What happened with me and Simon had to stay totally separate. I had to get my life back under control! I finished cleaning up Todd, then I curled up next to him, and he put his strong arm around me again, making me feel safe. "That was great, baby," he said, and started snoring. How much of that had he been awake for?? No, that was silly, he was totally hammered and wouldn't remember any of this in the morning. I would keep my promise to be better to him, and to trust him more, and to keep my other life separate. I started to feel better about myself then, as my boyfriend held me in his arms, just like old times, and I knew everything was going to be alright. Then a text message came in on my phone. I knew I should just ignore it and go to sleep, but it could be important, and there was nothing wrong with…just looking, was there? I instantly regretted it. It was a text from Simon: "Ur bf and Joel make a cute couple, but Joel was being kinda shy, so I helped move things along a little, hope u don't mind ;-)" Joel, shy?? What had Simon done? What did "moving things along" even mean? Joel was moving things along just fine without anyone's help. And when had Simon even been alone with my boyfriend or Joel? Then I remembered Todd and Joel had gone to stand outside right around when Simon was leaving the party; had Simon run into them? I'd walked out just a few minutes after Simon, but then again, Simon only needed a few minutes to work his evil magic on people. I could feel my brief happiness evaporating, and my jealousy and worry coming back. What was Simon doing to me, and my carefully ordered life? Why did he always like to mess with my head? What was he planning for my boyfriend and Joel? And when would he stop springing surprises on me all the time? I had the feeling things were about to get a lot more complicated before they got simpler…. Seven: For the next week or so, I kept thinking about Simon's text, saying he'd "helped move things along a little" between my boyfriend and Joel. Was he trying to get my boyfriend to cheat on me (again), with Joel? I was starting to think Simon liked corrupting people just for fun, and my boyfriend was next on his list. I saw my boyfriend Todd a few times that week, and everything seemed the same as usual. He didn't bring up Simon, or Joel (or what I'd done to him after the office party). Maybe Simon wasn't going to mess with my boyfriend after all, and I had nothing to worry about? I went out of town for a couple weeks to see family, and with all the usual family drama and exhaustion, I completely forgot about Simon's text, and everything else. I was glad to get back, and glad to see Todd again. We went to dinner and a movie, then back to his place for some drinks and some reunion sex. After that, we cuddled, and I listened to him tell me about work. Then he said, "Oh, and I saw your friend Simon." I immediately tensed up, disguising it (badly) as a cough. "Really?" I said, trying to sound casual. "Um, how?" "Oh, I bumped into him at that office party, when I was standing outside, and he was leaving. We swapped phone numbers." Standing outside, with Joel. So Simon had talked to them both. Anything was possible now…. "Oh great," I said, "So what did you guys do?" "Well the first time, we went rock-climbing, and then we went to the shooting range…oh, and then on Thursday I helped him pick up a couch he got for his place." Oh no, I thought, they'd seen each other three times already. And of course Simon had waited till I was out of town, and out of the way. "Oh that's great, honey," I lied. "Yeah," Todd said, "he's a real cool guy. And a mean shot." My boyfriend was as good as gone, I thought. For the next few days, I went back to obsessing over Simon, his text, and what he was doing to my boyfriend behind my back. Simon, meanwhile, seemed happier than ever, and a few times, I heard him singing as he walked past my window. I hadn't seen him since the party, and I texted him to see if he was free (and to get some answers), but he always said he was "busy". Anyway, I was getting home from work, which had gotten pretty stressful since that office party, too—I kept bumping into my boss's nephew Greg, who had tag-teamed me in an empty office with Simon that night, and who had just started working there (in HR, of all places); and of course Joel, who was after my boyfriend. I got out of my car and walked to the lobby to check my mail. One of my neighbors was standing in front of his mailbox, reading his mail, and we smiled and nodded at each other. I opened my box, looked at my mail, threw the junk mail away, and…I noticed that my neighbor was staring at me. I looked up at him, and he had a dirty, lusty, mischievous smirk on his face—the same kind of smirk I'd seen on Simon and Greg at the party, right before they'd fucked me…. Did I know this guy? He was Hispanic, a little older than me, about my height, sort of nondescript-looking….After a second, I recognized him as my neighbor from across the hall. He'd moved in a few months ago. But that didn't explain why he was looking at me like that. "Hi," I said tentatively, not really sure how to break the ice. My neighbor didn't say anything at first, he just kept looking at my body like he owned it, and then he started chuckling in a strange way, like I was reminding him of a dirty joke or something. "Hi," he finally said, and it sounded a little sarcastic. Seriously, did I know this guy from somewhere else? He was starting to make me uncomfortable. He chuckled some more, then in his Spanish accent, he said, "I guess you don't recognize me, do you?" He kept smiling, and took a step toward me. In a quieter voice, he said, "Maybe you'd recognize my cock, hm? Maybe you'd recognize me if I were inside you, and you were…cómo se dice?…blindfolded?" And then it all made sense, and my heart stopped for a second, and I breathed in sharply. This was the married stranger who'd been fucking me at Simon's place all those times. This is what Simon had meant, when he'd said the married guy "might not be a total stranger" to me. He lived right across the hall! Oh no, I'd gotten fucked by someone in my building without even knowing it. And, I'd seen this guy's family. This was so fucked up. "That's right," my married neighbor continued, "it's me who's been fucking you. And your ass is amazing." Then, in his seductive Spanish accent, he whispered, "I've given you so much of my cum….But it's been a while since you let me fuck you?" "I was…out of town," I said, weakly. "Are you going to let me fuck that ass again?" he asked. I nodded obediently. What was I doing? "Good," he said quietly, with a big smile. "Come over tonight at eleven. You remember where I live?" I nodded again. "I'll leave the door cracked open. Don't knock. And don't wear cologne." I nodded a third time. He took another step toward me, leaned into my ear, and grabbed my ass. "I can't wait," he whispered, and then he walked off. I was in a daze for a few seconds. I'd finally seen the man who'd been fucking me all those times. And someone in my own building knew what I slut I was, and the kind of risky sex I had! I couldn't tell if I was more nervous, or turned on. Anyway, that night at 11 o'clock, I snuck out of my apartment, took two steps, and quietly pushed open my neighbor's door. He was standing in his kitchen with his shirt off, and he smiled at me, then reminded me to be quiet. I leaned the door closed again, then quietly walked over to the kitchen. As I got around the counter, I saw that my neighbor's cock was out, and hard already. He smiled as I walked toward him, then he pulled me in and kissed me, which surprised me. But he was a good kisser, and after a few seconds, I started to kiss back. He reached behind me and grabbed my ass with both hands, and his hard cock pressed against my stomach. Then he gently but firmly pushed me down to my knees, and guided his cock into my willing mouth. He was careful not to make me gag at first, but he eventually got his cock head all the way down my throat, until my nose was buried in his pubes. He sighed appreciatively. I had never done anything like this before—sucking off one of my neighbors, in his kitchen, with his family asleep in the next room…it felt so dangerous, and so slutty. I loved it. My neighbor pulled me to my feet, dropped my pants, turned me around, and bent me all the way over till I was grabbing my ankles. He could still see over the high counter, but I was completely out of sight. He slicked up my ass and his cock, then he slowly started to press in until his pubes were brushing up against my ass. I felt so full, but I held my breath so I didn't make any sound. Once he was in, he started to slowly fuck me, pushing his raw cock all the way in, then pulling almost completely out. He kept this up for a long time, and I could tell how much he liked it, and how focused on me he was. I wondered if he did this with other guys, or if I was the only one. I found myself getting turned on, thinking about him fucking other guys like this. Then he pulled me up and whispered in my ear, "You feel so good. I'm going to give you my leche soon, okay?" I nodded eagerly, begging him for it. I wanted his virile cum in me. I wanted him to own me. He pulled me in for another deep kiss, then pushed me back down till I was grabbing my ankles again. Then he started fucking me a little faster, careful not to slam into my ass or make any noise. It was hot knowing how much he was enjoying the fuck, and how much he wanted to just pound me, but hearing him stay perfectly quiet. After a few minutes of him fucking me fast, I felt him push all the way inside me and hold it there, and I felt his body jerk as he was racked with a powerful orgasm, as he held me there in place. I could tell he was holding his breath as he gave me yet another load of his married cum, and silently marking my ass as his again. After what seemed like a whole minute of him shooting inside me, he finally exhaled, and quietly caught his breath. He slipped out of my cummy hole, pulled up his pants, and gave me a big smile when I stood up and looked at him. He had obviously enjoyed our secret fuck as much as I had, and he looked totally satisfied now. I smiled back at him as I pulled up my own pants, then I let him walk me to the door. He gave me another deep, passionate kiss, and another squeeze on the ass, then he opened the door and let me out into the hallway. As I walked back into my own apartment, I thought how funny it was that this married stranger looked so basic and average in public, like your typical, ho-hum family guy. But after dark, when everyone was asleep, he was either over at Simon's place, slamming his raw cock into my cummy hole, or he was silently fucking me bareback in his kitchen, giving me load number who-knows-how-many, never once asking about condoms or status. And no one would have guessed, just by looking at him. It was so wrong…and so hot. As I drifted off to sleep that night, thinking about my neighbor's cum still inside me, I wondered if I was starting to like being a slut, instead of just going along with it because it was what Simon wanted. I had definitely enjoyed my neighbor fucking me in his kitchen just now; and if Greg hadn't been my co-worker, I wouldn't have minded having his fat cock inside me again. I didn't totally understand what was happening to me, but maybe I was finally turning into the slut Simon wanted me to be…. Eight: A few days after my kitchen fuck with my married neighbor, Simon finally let me come over. I hadn't seen him since the office party, and I wasn't sure if I was more upset at him for what he was doing with my boyfriend, or just glad to see him. Either way, I wanted some answers about what exactly he was up to. I walked into his bedroom that night and found him naked on his bed, totally hard, his pale skin glowing in the light coming in through the blinds. For a moment I couldn't remember what I wanted to say to him, I just knew I wanted him. "Hey, baby doll," he said with a smile that said he was just as happy to see me. "Hey," I said with a sheepish grin. "Why don't you come over here and take care of this dick?" he said. "I've missed that hot mouth of yours." I obediently climbed onto the bed and hungrily swallowed his cock all the way to the base. This felt right, me on my knees, worshipping Simon and his cock, making him feel good, letting him dominate me. After fucking my throat for just a little bit, Simon told me to take my clothes off and get on my back, then he spat on his cock and slid inside me. Now there was nothing between us—no clothes, and no rubber. I didn't want any protection from Simon anymore, I just wanted him inside me. I wanted to be his. "Oh baby, your ass feels so good," he said, "it's been so long, I've missed this ass." He fucked me slow and deep, and leaned in so close to me, with a look of ecstasy and pleading on his face. Then he leaned in next to my ear and held me tight as he fucked my hole harder. "Oh, I've missed you, baby doll," he whispered to me, and I was in heaven. Then all of a sudden, he pulled away from me and started slam-fucking my hole with a wicked grin on his face. He wasn't being tender or passionate anymore. More like sadistic. "Ah, did your boyfriend tell you we hung out while you were gone?" he asked me. I nodded. I wasn't in heaven anymore. "He's a great guy, your boyfriend," Simon continued, still slamming into me whenever he felt like it, and moving his cock around in me from side to side. "A little simple, but he's an engineer, so he must have somethin' goin' on upstairs, somewhere," he said with a cruel laugh. I didn't like where this conversation was going, and I didn't like him making fun of my boyfriend. "He's an open book, too," Simon went on, clearly enjoying this. "He loves you, of course, but he wants a little more…excitement, you know? A little sum'n on the side." That's what I was afraid of, that after three years, my boyfriend wanted more than just me. That's why he'd cheated on me a few months ago, and that's why it had been so easy for Joel to tempt him, back at the office party. But wait…had Simon said Todd loved me? This was huge. And I didn't know if I felt the same way. I hated that I was hearing it from Simon like this, with that mean smile on his face. "And that's where Joel comes in," Simon continued, pounding me really fast then, making loud slapping noises on my ass. When he slowed down a little, he saw the bitter look on my face, but it clearly didn't bother him. "See, your boyfriend likes Joel, thinks he's 'exotic', or whatever the fuck, and Joel likes your boyfriend—well, who doesn't Joel like, nahmean?" he said, laughing. I could feel my face getting hot. "So it was really good luck I bumped into them at that party." He went back to fucking me slowly, but not tenderly. "Your boyfriend needs to, uh…broaden his horizons a little, you know, spread his seed around." He laughed at his own little joke. I didn't. "But your boyfriend was too chickenshit to talk to Joel on his own, and Joel didn't want you to be mad at him"—I doubted Joel gave a crap what I thought—"so I had to, uh…help 'em along a little bit." There was that word again, "help". Maybe now he'd finally tell me how much damage he'd done while I was away. "So me and your boyfriend are gonna tag team that chinky ass tomorrow, can't fuckin' wait!" "No, you can't!" I said, and tried to push him off me. But he slammed his cock all the way in me, grabbed onto my wrists, and easily held my arms up above my head as he continued to fuck me, and all with a big smile on his face like this was all a big game for him. "Don't fight me, baby doll," he said, "you know I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I want, and this is what I want, baby, and this is what your boyfriend wants, and this is what you want, to." This wasn't what I wanted, I didn't want my boyfriend cheating on me again, and I hated that skank Joel and didn't want to catch anything from him. I was still angry, but Simon was holding my wrists tight, and I stopped fighting him and just listened as he went on. "You're gonna thank me later, boy. This is what your boyfriend wants, and if you give him what he wants, he won't leave you, will he?" I wanted to argue that this was totally fucked up, and that Simon shouldn't be butting into our relationship. But what he was saying did…kind of make sense, in a perverted way. "That's right, baby doll, I'm helpin' you out, I'm keepin' you and your boyfriend together." Then he just looked down on me for a while, until I finally stopped looking angry. He and Todd had already made the decision, and if I stopped my boyfriend from cheating, I might just lose him. It was so messed up, but I started to accept it, and I think Simon saw that on my face. "I knew you'd understand, baby," he said, leaning in next to my ear again, "you're such a good fuckin' boy, you know that? Always takin' my dick, always makin' me feel good, always doin' whatever the fuck I tell you." He started moaning, and he let go of my wrists and held me tight. And I felt my arms wrap around him, pulling him into me. This whole thing was so wrong, and Simon should not be trying to turn my boyfriend into a cheater, just like he'd done to me. But Simon smelled so good right now, and I loved feeling his skin pressed up against mine, and feeling his cock inside me with nothing between us, and knowing I was making him feel good, and knowing he'd missed me while I was gone. I could never stay mad at him. "You're such a good bitch boy," Simon went on, whispering lustily in my ear, and I could tell he was close, "lettin' your boyfriend cheat on you. You're boyfriend's lucky to have you, so lucky. We're gonna have such a good time tomorrow, tag teamin' that yellow boy, that fuckin' slut." Then he started pounding me for all he was worth, and grabbing me tight, and I knew he was about to cum. "I'm gonna turn your boyfriend into a cheater, just like I did to you! He's gonna be mine, just like you are! You're both gonna be mine!!" He slammed his cock all the way inside me and gave me another huge load, moaning and whimpering into my ear. I pulled him into me, wanting his cum as deep inside me as possible, and not caring about anything else. The next day, though, I wasn't feeling as open-minded about Todd cheating on me as I had when I was with Simon. I didn't want to lose him, like Simon had said; but I was afraid if Joel got his hands on him, I'd lose him anyway. Well maybe Simon had just been making stuff up just to get under my skin, like he had at the office party. I decided to text my boyfriend. Maybe he wasn't really seeing Joel? "Hey hun, do you want to hang out later?" But he wrote back: "Hey babe, not feeling so great today, prob gonna lie down, maybe tomorrow?" Hmm. It looked like he really was seeing Joel today, and now he was lying to me about it…. I told him we'd hang out tomorrow and to "feel better soon", then I did stuff around the apartment, trying not to think about it too much. But my mind kept going back to what the three of them would be doing later, and Simon's and Todd's pale skin sandwiching Joel's darker skin as they gave it to him from both ends. Would Todd kiss Joel like he kissed me? Would he cum inside him? I couldn't stop thinking about it. But I knew something that would take my mind off Todd and Joel—Jaime, and him pounding me into the mattress again. He really was turning into a hot little fucker, and he lived right across the street. I texted him, not wasting any time: "Fuck me?" His reply was fast, as always: "Cousin's coming over" Well that wasn't what I'd wanted to hear, but family comes first, I guess. Then he sent me a second text: "I'll bring him over" Well I wasn't expecting that! But if one cock was good, two cocks were even better. So a little while later, I was letting Jaime and his cousin into my apartment. Jaime was on the beefy side, but his cousin—Paco—was pretty lean and almost skinny. He was about Jaime's age, definitely cute, and had sort of a "'hood" vibe to him. "Nice place," Paco said, avoiding eye contact with me. I wondered if he'd ever been with a guy before? "Thanks," I said, and led the two boys back to the bedroom. Paco definitely did not take the lead, again making me wonder if this was his first time with a guy. But Jaime did (they grow up so fast), and soon all three of us were naked, and Jaime and I were taking turns on Paco's young dick, making him moan. I was surprised to see Jaime swallow Paco's dick without hesitation, considering they were cousins and all….Maybe they'd done this before? After just a few minutes of that, Paco was rock hard and short of breath, and Jaime was hard, too. Jaime told me to get on my back, and I did what he said. He really was getting confident. Then he put Paco between my legs, and told him to fuck me. Paco hesitated. "You got a rubber?" he asked. "You don't gotta worry about that," Jaime said, "he's clean, you can fuck him." (Even I didn't know if that was true, with all the cum Simon was giving me, but I didn't say anything.) Paco seemed to think for a minute, probably weighing years of sex-ed videos against trusting his own cousin. Finally, he decided to trust Jaime and just go for it, which was so hot to see. But he was trying to stick his cock in me dry. Jaime stopped him, spat in his hand, and rubbed it on Paco's hard cock, showing him how to lube up before fucking, just like Simon had done for him just a few months ago. With his cock slicked up, Paco started pushing in, a little too fast. If I hadn't just been fucked by Simon (and his roommate) the night before, I might have had to tell Paco to pull out and start over. But I let him shove inside me, eager to take his hard teenage cock, and possibly be the first guy he'd ever fucked. Once Paco had gotten into a nice rhythm and it was starting to feel good for me, Jaime moved around behind Paco and watched what he was doing over his shoulder. As Paco thrust in and out of me, Jaime's hard cock was probably rubbing up on his cousin's ass, and Paco wasn't stopping him. So after a little while, Jaime pushed his cousin forward onto my chest, spat on his own cock, and started pushing into him. Paco still didn't stop Jaime, but he did stop fucking me, and I could tell it hurt. Jaime didn't seem to mind, though, and kept pushing into Paco until he was all the way in. Then he got a big smile on his face, like he'd finally gotten something he'd been waiting ages for. Paco did eventually get used to having Jaime's dick inside him, and he started fucking me again, and fucking back onto Jaime's dick. I wasn't sure if he was enjoying it at first, but before long, he said, "I'm 'bout to cum," so I guess he was. A few seconds later, Paco pulled out of my ass and started jerking his cock really fast, like he was going to cum on my chest. But Jaime was like lightning—he reached around, pushed Paco's hand out of the way, lined his cock back up to my ass, and shoved Paco forward till he was back inside me. Paco was obviously confused by what Jaime had done, but he was too close to the edge. He instinctively started thrusting into me again for a few seconds, then he threw his head back and started convulsing, as he shot his teenage load deep into my ass. Before Paco had even come down from his powerful orgasm, Jaime was slamming into his cousin, grabbing onto his shoulders, his neck, his hips, my thighs…he was pounding him mercilessly, and I almost felt bad for Paco. Then Jaime grabbed Paco by the neck, pushed his own face up against Paco's, and started shooting his load into Paco's ass. It was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen. After Jaime came down, he pulled out of Paco, and Paco pulled out of me, then we all lay down and caught our breaths. Jaime was obviously really pleased with himself, but Paco wasn't saying anything, and I didn't know what was on his mind. "That was good, huh?" Jaime prompted him. "It was aight," Paco responded, noncommittally. Well that was better than a no, I guess. "You're still hard," Jaime said to me. I looked down, and he was right. "You can fuck Paco if you want." I hadn't expected that at all—Jaime always treated me like his bitch, just like Simon did. And I hadn't topped in years. But Paco wasn't saying anything, just sort of staring at the ceiling, and I wasn't going to miss this chance to get my seed inside this straight-ish teenage thug. So I got between Paco's legs, put them over my shoulders, and spat on my cock. "Wait, you gotta get a rubber," Paco said. Dammit. Well I still wanted to be inside this kid, so I started to pull away so I could get one out of the nightstand, but Jaime stopped me. "I told you he's clean, remember?" Jaime said to Paco. "I wanna see him fuck you. You don't gotta worry 'bout nothing. Trust me, bro." Paco looked at Jaime, then he looked away, then he looked at me, then he looked back at Jaime. And I guess Jaime must have had even more influence over his macho, thuggish cousin than I'd thought, because finally Paco said, "Fine, man," and I started pushing my bare cock into him. Once I was inside him, I couldn't believe how good he felt—he was so hot, and so wet, and he was gripping me so tight. I meant to go slow and give him time to adjust to this new cock inside him, but I couldn't control myself, and soon I was slamming into him and making him squirm. I could tell he was in discomfort, but I didn't care, I was never going to see this kid again, and he felt so good, and I wanted him to remember this fuck. Before long, I was close to the edge, and Paco could probably tell, because he said, "Pull out, man, don't cum inside me." I slowed down then, not sure what to do. Pulling out of him seemed like such a waste, when I hadn't topped in years, and when he felt so good, and when he'd already taken a load of cum from Jaime. I was never going to see him again, so why should I pull out? I knew it was wrong, but it felt so good, and it's what I wanted. Fortunately, Jaime stepped in again: "Bro, I told you, he's safe, you don't gotta worry 'bout nothing, he's clean, man." "No way," Paco said, "I'm not letting no homo cum inside me, no fuckin' way, man." "You just gotta get used to it," Jaime was saying, "you'll like it, I promise, you gotta do it." "No fuckin' way, man," Paco said, and he was getting more agitated. "I'm not a fuckin' homo, I'm not taking his fuckin' cum in me, get off me!" And then Paco started pushing me off, but damn his ass felt good, and Jaime was starting to hold him down, and I kept fucking him. Then Jaime said, "Do you want me to tell your dad you get fucked up the ass?" And I saw a mix of terror, anger, and pleading cross Paco's face all at once, and then he stopped struggling. Jaime let go of his arms and messed his hair up a little. "You'll like it, I promise," Jaime said. God, Jaime was turning into a sick fucker. Had Simon made him this way, or had he always been like this? Paco just sort of looked away, and Jaime said to me, "Fuck him. Cum inside him." I wasn't sure what to do—I wanted to cum inside this boy, and so did Jaime, but Paco didn't want it. Jaime saw my hesitation and said, "Do it, or I'm gonna tell Simon." Fuck, Jaime was blackmailing both of us! I know I should have been angry or worried or something, but all I felt was incredibly turned on, that this 18-year-old was dominating me like this, and giving me orders, and telling me to cum inside his unwilling cousin. I didn't sit around and think about it too much, I just started thrusting into Paco's hole as hard as I could, not caring how much discomfort Paco was in, or what he wanted. I slammed into his teenage ass for a full minute before I felt that familiar tingling in my balls, and I knew I was cumming. Then Paco seemed to have second thoughts, and said, "No, don't!" But it was too late—I was shoving my cock all the way inside his young, slutty hole and giving him an enormous load of cum, whether he wanted it or not. The feeling of shooting my load inside his hot, cummy ass was incredible, and I thought I was going to black out, it was so intense. I knew I had made the right choice. When I'd caught my breath a little and opened my eyes, I had a huge smile on my face. That really had been fantastic. Then I noticed Jaime was still holding Paco's arms, and Paco did not look happy. "I said not to cum in me," Paco said to me. "Well, Jaime told me to," I said. I knew it was a lousy excuse, but it was true, anyway. I slowly pulled out of Paco's cummy and well-fucked hole, then lay down next to him, totally satisfied. My load was in him, and his load was in me. "You'll be fine," Jaime said, letting go of Paco's arms and lying down next to him. "Why're you so worried for?" "'Cuz I'm not a homo," Paco answered, "and I don't wanna fuckin' catch nothing." "You're not gonna fuckin' catch nothing, Paco," Jaime went on. I couldn't tell if he was lying to his cousin, or if he honestly believed what he was saying. "Nothing bad's gonna happen to you, I promise. You just gotta enjoy it." Jaime's words seemed to be working, because Paco loosened up, little by little, and didn't seem quite so angry anymore. "Didn't you like fucking him?" he asked Paco. "I know you did, that's why you're fucking hard again right now." I looked down, and it was true, I couldn't believe it. Paco had just cum, and now he was rock hard again. "Come on," Jaime said, "we can both fuck him now." Paco thought for a minute, then he quietly got between my legs, and shoved into me again. He immediately started fucking at full speed, and with his eyes closed, I guess he was enjoying himself, after all. After a couple minutes, I took a risk, grabbed this straight boy by the back of the neck, and pulled him down for a deep kiss. He pulled back at first, but I kept my hand on his neck, and eventually he started kissing me back, confused at first, then with more enthusiasm. He went back to fucking me while we were making out, and pretty soon I heard him moaning into my mouth, and then he was shooting his second load deep into my ass. He had taken two loads, and given two loads. Paco pulled out and flopped down next to me, and I could just about see a tiny smile on his young, thuggish face. Then Jaime got lined up and pushed in, and started fucking me with his cousin's two loads all around his bare cock now. After he got into a rhythm, he leaned down and started making out with me, too, and I put my arms around him and pulled him into me. This was one hot, twisted fucker, and he was becoming more and more like Simon every day. Jaime kept pounding me, then finally he leaned in next to my ear and shot his slutty teenage load into my ass, to mix with Paco's. When he had finished, he looked down at me, then looked down at his cousin Paco, and got a huge, kind of scary, smile on his face. He was obviously pleased with his work. And so was I, to be honest. Paco wanted to take a shower right away, and when he was getting dressed afterwards, he didn't say anything, and he didn't look at either one of us. Jaime took him back to his place, giving me a deep kiss and a wink before leaving. I wondered if Paco would ever hook up with a guy again? It didn't look like it, but with Jaime working his charms on Paco and seeming more and more like Simon all the time, who knew? Whatever happened with Paco though, I sure as hell had enjoyed fucking him, and taking his cum. With Jaime's and Paco's three loads in me, I didn't care so much what happened between Simon, my boyfriend, and Joel. Having the two boys over had definitely been the right thing to do. But I got to thinking, how many of us were under Simon's spell now, doing the twisted things he wanted us to do, having the sleazy sex he wanted us to have? There was me and my boyfriend, Jaime and Paco, Simon's roommate, my married neighbor, and Greg and Joel from work—eight of us, all doing what Simon wanted, whether we knew it or not. And it had all started that first night I'd met him, outside my apartment building, six months ago. So much had happened since then. My life had been totally different, before I'd met Simon. I wondered what my life would be like in another six months…? Nine: The day after my three-way with Jaime and his cousin Paco, I was back at work, trying to focus, but my mind kept drifting back to my boyfriend. Had he and Simon fucked Joel yesterday, like Simon had said? Had Simon turned my boyfriend into a cheater now, just like me? I stayed at my desk pretty much the whole morning, not wanting to run into Joel. It was too weird working with the guy my boyfriend was probably cheating on me with! When everyone had left for lunch, I figured the coast was clear, so I snuck into the break room for some food. But right as I was turning around to leave, my boss's nephew Greg walked in. "Well, look who it is," Greg said to me with a smirk. He was obviously thinking about the time he and Simon had double-teamed me at the office party. "You staying in for lunch?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm just gonna…eat at my desk," I answered. "Oh, okay," Greg said, looking me up and down slowly, and adjusting his cock in his pants. I started to walk out of the break room and back to my desk, but he was still standing in the doorway, and he wasn't moving out of the way. When I tried to go around him, he leaned in toward me and said quietly, "Everyone's gone for lunch," giving me a suggestive look. I didn't want to sleep with someone I worked with, and I was still upset at Simon for tricking me into doing it the first time. But…fucking around with Jaime and Paco yesterday had made me feel better about Todd probably cheating on me. And Greg was standing really close, and he smelled really great. After a couple seconds, I looked down at Greg's cock—which he adjusted again—bit my lip, and just nodded. Greg took me by the arm then and led me to the back stairwell, which no one ever used. Once we were in, he leaned in and kissed me deeply, feeling up my body. Then he undid his pants, pushed me down, and shoved his cock down my throat. After only a couple minutes of that, he was pulling me up, making out with me again, and taking off my pants. Then he turned me around, bent me in half, and started pushing into my ass, and I didn't stop him. I wasn't thinking about my boyfriend anymore, and I wasn't thinking about how wrong it was to be getting fucked bare by my boss's nephew. I was just thinking about taking Greg's thick cock, and feeling him open me up. Pretty soon, Greg's uncovered cock was all the way inside me, and he held on to my hips and started sliding in and out, and sighing. And it felt so right, being here bent over in a stairwell, letting another guy use my ass to get off. Then I remembered I'd never asked Greg about his status, I'd just let him fuck my ass bareback. Should I stop him? Or at least tell him not to cum in me? But then I realized Simon wouldn't want me to ask about stuff like that, he'd just want me to bend over and let this guy use my ass however the fuck he wanted. And I knew Simon would be happy to hear what a good slut I was, and how I'd taken care of his buddy Greg, and let him fuck me raw. So when Greg grabbed my hips harder and started fucking me faster, I whispered to him to keep fucking me, and to pound my ass, and how much I needed his fat cock inside me, and to cum inside me again, just like last time. And after a couple minutes of that, Greg slammed into me hard, and I knew he was shooting another load into me. After fucking his cum into me for a little bit, Greg pulled out of me, zipped up, gave me another deep kiss, and left. I slowly got dressed again, basking in the afterglow. I actually felt pretty accomplished, and I knew Simon would be proud of me the next time I saw him. Then I heard some footsteps on the stairs, and I practically jumped out of my skin. Before I could think of what to do, Joel came around the corner! And he had a huge grin on his face. Had he heard everything?? "Hot show," Joel said smugly. I didn't know what to say—was he going to turn us in?? Joel kept walking toward me, and I was afraid to move, until I knew what he was going to do. "It sounds like that wasn't the first time you and Greg have messed around?" I didn't say anything. Finally, he asked, "Does Todd know?" The blood drained from my face then. I hoped he wasn't going to tell Todd, or anyone else. I would be so screwed if he did. Joel took a few more steps toward me, then he started playing with my shirt. I didn't like Joel and I wanted him to back up, but I was too afraid to tell him to stop. "We're a lot alike, aren't we?" Joel asked, still smiling at me. Well obviously he was wrong, we were nothing alike! Joel was a whore and a slut who liked sleeping with other people's boyfriends, and I…well I was only doing it because Simon wanted me to. It was completely different! "We have a lot in common," Joel went on, still playing with my shirt. Yeah, like my boyfriend, I wanted to say. "I think we should be friends," he said. Well that was never going to happen, and now that I knew he wasn't going to blackmail me (or at least, I hoped he wasn't), I pulled away from him and walked out of the stairwell. For the entire rest of the day, I kept thinking about what I had done with Greg, and who Joel might tell. I had let Greg fuck me to take my mind off things, but it had only made things worse! I told my boyfriend I wasn't feeling well that night, and I tried to keep a low profile for the rest of the week. A few times, Simon texted me about the hot three-ways he and my boyfriend were having with Joel, which he knew would piss me off. But I couldn't confront Joel and tell him to back the fuck off my boyfriend, because then he might tell someone about me and Greg. It was a rough week. Anyway, that weekend, Todd said he missed me, and he really wanted to see me. I kept thinking about him giving Joel his dick all week, and I didn't really want to see him. But he was being so sweet about it, I finally caved in. Todd let me in through the kitchen, and before I could even say anything to him, he pulled me in for a deep kiss and started grabbing my ass. "I missed you, baby," he said to me, then he started making out with me again. Then he turned me to face the kitchen sink, ripped my pants down, and dove right into my ass, eating me out. He'd never done anything like that before—he was being so confident, and so aggressive. He slapped my ass a few times and moaned into my hole as he ate me out. Was this really my Todd? He was doing a really great job and making me feel incredible, and I was moaning as I bent over the sink. Then he stood up, pulled his pants down, and spat on his cock. Before I knew what was happening, he was pushing his raw cock up into my hole, and he wasn't going slow. I struggled to take him inside me, but then he was all the way in, and he was pulling me up to make out with him as he started fucking me. "You feel so great, baby," he whispered to me with glazed eyes, "I'm so glad you came over." Then he started fucking me hard, not giving me much chance to get used to him. "Oh fuck, you're making me feel so good, baby," he said to me with his eyes closed, and I could swear that was something Simon always said to me. My boyfriend almost never talked during sex. He really was acting different tonight—and I liked it. "You wouldn't believe the week I've had," Todd went on, "I've wanted to get my cock inside you all week, oh god you feel good, so glad you came over, can't wait to cum in you again." Then I remembered that Todd had been fucking around with Joel all week, probably without a rubber. And here he was, sticking it in me bareback, too, and saying he was gonna cum in me. He knew he was fucking around with other guys, but he hadn't even offered to pull out or anything, he'd just stuck his bare cock in me like he always did. But instead of being mad at him or worried, I thought it was hot that he was being so aggressive with me. All I knew was that I wanted to make him feel good, and I wanted his cum in me again. I didn't care who he was fucking around with, he was my Todd, and I wanted his cum inside me, just like always. I started encouraging him then, "Yeah, baby, fuck me hard, use my ass, give me your cock, cum inside me, I need it baby, give it to me!" Todd pulled me in for a deep kiss, and I could see the lust and the need in his eyes. Then he pushed me back down to the sink and started pounding my ass probably harder than he ever had, and really moaning loud. After just a few seconds of that, my hot, cheating boyfriend shoved his bare cock all the way inside me and shot his load deep in my ass, just like he'd said he would. After he came down, he slipped out of me and turned me around to face him. "That was incredible, baby," he said to me, looking totally content. Then he held me and made out with me for a few minutes, and I wrapped my arms around him. His week with Simon had turned him into a completely different person—a really hot fucker, just like Simon was. And I realized then that I wasn't bothered about my boyfriend fucking around anymore, I just wanted him to keep fucking me like that, just like Simon did. That night, Todd pumped two more loads into me, and I begged him for each one. The next day, Simon told me to come over, and I did. It had been over a week since I'd seen him, and I was happy to swallow his cock all the way down my throat, and feel his strong hands on my head, using me. After moaning and sighing for a few minutes, Simon said, "You're probably wonderin' how it went with your boyfriend and Joel, huh?" I stopped sucking for a second, then slowly went back to it. "I know you are," he went on. "Well, your boy was shy at first, but Joel's pussy was too good to pass up, and I got him fuckin' that little slut in no time. Your boy's a beast, you know that? He just needed the right…encouragement, and I gave it to him." Simon laughed. "He painted that boy's walls white! Then I fucked his load in and came inside that boy, too. And he took all of it. Joel's a good fuckin' slut." I didn't really want to hear about Joel, or how much they'd liked fucking him. But I kept sucking Simon, hoping he'd stop talking about him. Then I heard a bang on the other side of the wall, and what sounded like, "Uh, fuck me! Cum in me!" Simon laughed. "My roommate's havin' some fun with that fuckin' whore. Man, that bitch'll take just about any cock, hot fuckin' slut." Well, it sounded like Simon and his roommate both liked fucking sluts—Simon liked fucking Joel, and his roommate liked fucking whoever it was making all that noise. I kept sucking, and Simon continued, "Anyway, me and your boy fucked that slut Joel over and over, gave him like four or five loads or some shit like that. Then a few days later your boy wanted some more! Man, we had that chinky slut over like three or four times, it was fuckin' great. Your boyfriend loved fuckin' that dirty whore, tag-teamin' him, givin' him his fuckin' nut. He pumped so much cum into that pussy. He couldn't fuckin' get enough!" I could tell Simon was trying to get under my skin…and it was working. "Oh and I talked to your boy today," Simon went on, even though I wanted him to just stop, "and he says he fucked your skanky ass last night, came inside you three times. And you begged him for every fuckin' load, just like Joel did. You're turnin' into a hot fuckin' slut, you know that? A hot fuckin' slut. Maybe I should tell him I've been fuckin' your slutty ass for months, I think he'd like that!" And before I could pull off his cock and tell him not to tell my boyfriend a fucking thing, and that I didn't want him talking to Todd about our fucking sex life, Simon slipped his cock head all the way down my throat, and started fucking it, not letting me come up for air. I tried to push him off me so I could breathe, but he just moaned, saying, "I know you can take it, bitch boy, I know you can fuckin' take it." Finally he let me up, and I gasped for air and wiped the slobber off my face. As I was recovering, I heard Simon's roommate moan, probably shooting his load into the slut he was fucking. Then Simon looked at me with a cocky smile and said, "I got a surprise for you, baby doll, one we're both gonna like." Then he knocked on the wall a few times, and a few seconds later…Joel walked in! So that's the slut his roommate had been fucking! God, this whore was everywhere—at work, in the stairwells, with my boyfriend, with Simon, and now with Simon's roommate! And here he was seeing me cheat on my boyfriend again, with my slobber and Simon's precum all over my face. Fuck! I looked over at Simon for an explanation. "Get on your back," was all he said. I stared at him in disbelief for a second, then looked over at Joel, whose cock was sticking straight out, then looked back at Simon, begging him not to make me do this—not with Joel. But Simon gave me a stern look, and looked down at the bed and back at me. Finally, I gave up fighting, and lay down on my back like Simon wanted. Joel got on the bed right away, fingered some of the roommate's cum out of his ass, and lubed up his cock. God, he really was a slut. I couldn't believe I was letting him do this. But with some encouragement from Simon, Joel was pushing his uncovered cock into me, and I was letting him. Then he was all the way in, and Simon was smiling down on me, and rubbing my chest. After I got over my initial feelings of disgust and jealousy, Joel's cock started to feel good inside me. I realized Joel was actually a pretty good top, and really focused on me and making me feel good. After I started to moan, Simon whispered something into Joel's ear, then Joel smiled, and leaned down to kiss me. Well, I still hadn't forgiven him for seducing my boyfriend behind my back over and over, and for being such a skank in general, and I turned away. But Simon grabbed me and slowly turned my head until Joel's mouth was on mine, and his tongue was slipping inside me. And after a few seconds, I started to kiss back, and Simon took his hand off my neck and started rubbing me again. After that, Joel really started fucking me, on my back, on my side, on my stomach…really enjoying getting to fuck the "other" boyfriend, and I was enjoying how good Joel's cock felt in me. Then Joel put me on my back again and really hammered me, leaning down to kiss me a few times. It was really weird not to be mad at Joel anymore, and to be so turned on by his muscular little body slamming into me, and seeing his cute face so close to orgasm. Finally, Joel gave me a few last thrusts, shoved his hard cock all the way inside me, and shot his slutty load deep in me. My boyfriend had pumped his cum into Joel, and now Joel was pumping his into me. Joel slipped out of me and crashed on the bed, and Simon got between my legs and shoved right in on Joel's load. "Oh fuck, boy, that was incredible," Simon said to me, with his cock buried deep in me. "You did so great, baby, you took care of Joel, just like I wanted you to. And he fucked you right, didn't he?" He and Joel smiled at each other. After a few minutes of Simon enjoying himself inside my cummy ass, I saw the bedroom door open, and my married neighbor walked in. I'd seen Simon looking at his phone while Joel was fucking me; I guess this is who he was texting. My neighbor looked at Simon fucking me on my back, and looked at Joel lying naked next to us, and smiled. Then he took off his clothes, got up on the bed with us, and fed Joel his hardening cock. As far as I knew, he'd never met Joel before, but that wasn't stopping him from grabbing Joel's hair and face-fucking Joel like the slut he was. After a few minutes of that, and of Simon fucking Joel's cum into my ass, my neighbor put Joel on his back next to me, and pushed his hard cock right into Joel's cummy ass. They hadn't said a word to each other, but here was my neighbor deep inside Joel, with the roommate's cum all around his bare cock, and he looked like he was loving it. Then Simon wanted to fuck Joel, so he swapped with my neighbor, and pushed some of Joel's own cum from my ass back into Joel, while my neighbor pushed more of the roommate's cum from Joel's ass into me. My neighbor really slammed into me, loving all the slutty cum-swapping, and not knowing whose cum he was fucking into. He leaned down and kissed me deeply while he fucked me, and for a second I thought Simon might be jealous. But when I looked up at him, he was smiling at me, happy to see me taking another raw dick. After a couple minutes, Simon wanted to switch back, and he shoved his bare cock into me, while my neighbor shoved back into Joel and started making out with him. Then Joel started begging my neighbor for his cum, telling him to add it to the load already inside him, saying things like, "Knock me up!" and "Make me pregnant with your babies!" And his begging worked, because my neighbor started really slamming into Joel's little body, and then he moaned, and shot his married load deep inside Joel. After my neighbor came down, Simon looked down on me with a big smile—probably thinking about all the guys he'd introduced to each other, and all the total strangers he'd gotten to fuck each other, no questions asked, and swap cum with each other—and he started hammering me, too. Before long, he was leaning down next to me, holding me close, and shooting his own load inside me to mix with Joel's. Simon stayed in me for a while and slowly fucked all the cum into my ass, kissing my neck. Then he sat up, looked down at me, and said, "I want you to fuck Joel now." I wasn't expecting that, and I looked over at Joel—who was obviously down for anything—and back up at Simon. I didn't usually top, and I still had mixed feelings about Joel and him fucking around with my boyfriend. Simon saw my hesitation and said, "I know you fuck, Jaime told me about you and Paco"—god, I couldn't do anything without the whole fucking world finding out!—"and I don't want you to be mad at Joel anymore, you hear me? I wanna see you fuck that sweet ass, just like your boyfriend does." Being reminded about my boyfriend fucking Joel, I looked over at Joel and gave him a mean look, but he wasn't bothered at all. Instead, he reached over and started stroking my cock. Confused, I pushed his hand away, but he fought me off with one hand and kept stroking me with the other, and after a look from Simon, I finally gave in. I focused on getting hard and tried not to think about Simon and my married neighbor watching the show, and after a couple minutes of Joel's hand on my cock, I was rock hard. Without thinking too much about it, I roughly pushed Joel onto his back, spat on my cock, put his legs up on my shoulders, and slammed my cock into him as hard as I fucking could. Before Joel could adjust, I started slamming him for all I was worth, enjoying his sounds of discomfort. After a couple seconds, I put my hand on his face and pushed the side of his face down into the bed, really fucking him like the cheap whore he was, not caring how he felt. After a few minutes of really destroying Joel's slutty, cummy hole and him struggling to take it, I looked up and saw a light-skinned black guy standing in the doorway, watching us and stroking his cock. Well who the fuck was this? How many people had Simon invited over tonight?? I looked over at Simon, and he looked over at the guy in the doorway, then looked back at me with a smirk. Then he leaned in and said into my ear, "Looks like my roommate wants seconds." My eyes got really wide then. This was the roommate who'd been fucking me for the last six months?? I don't know what I thought he'd look like, but somehow I didn't think I'd ever see him. Now that I was, though, he was really cute, and had some nice muscles, a few tattoos, and obviously a big dick I knew very well by now. It was clear he was only interested in one thing, though. He got up on the bed without even really looking at me, pushed me down onto Joel's chest, and slowly worked his hard, bare cock all the way inside me, pushing in on Joel's and Simon's loads. I couldn't even guess how many times he and Simon had fucked in each other's cum. Once he was in, the roommate started pounding me like I'd been pounding Joel. Now it was my turn to moan and struggle to take it. I felt Joel's arms wrap around me as the roommate pummeled me, and then, after just a few minutes, the roommate was shoving his cock all the way inside me and giving me another big load. After he came down, the roommate slapped my ass hard, said, "Fuckin' sluts," and went back to his room. Then Joel started whispering in my ear, "Fuck me, I need it, give me your cum, fuck me hard, make it hurt…fuck me like your boyfriend fucks me." And with that, I gave this little bitch what he wanted, and started slamming my raw cock into his sloppy hole again, making sure he knew what I thought about him. After just a couple minutes of me slamming into Joel and him begging me for my cum, I could feel the tingling in my balls, and I knew I was about to cum inside this little whore my boyfriend loved to fuck so much. I put my hands around this slut's throat and squeezed, as I shot one of the angriest, most powerful loads I can remember into this whore's willing hole, and it felt incredible. When I came down, I collapsed onto Joel to catch my breath, and he put his arms around me again. Then I pulled up a little and looked at him. He wasn't so bad, really—he just liked getting fucked, like I did. He was a good top, and a great bottom, and he was pretty cute. He was definitely making my boyfriend happy, and making him more aggressive in bed, which I loved. And I knew he wasn't trying to take Todd away from me, he just wanted to have a little fun, like we all did. I realized then that I wasn't mad at Joel anymore—I was actually starting to like him, and his hot little body. I leaned down and kissed him, and he kissed me back and moaned. After I pulled away from Joel and lay down on the bed, my married neighbor took my place and slipped into his ass again, apparently eager to give him load number who-knows-how-many. As I watched them, Simon lay down next to me, and started playing with my ear and rubbing my chest. He whispered to me, "You were incredible, baby doll, I didn't think you'd do it, but you did, you let Joel fuck you, and you fucked him, too. And you're not mad at him anymore, are you?" I shook my head slowly. "Good boy, you're such a good fuckin' boy, and you always do what I tell you." Then he leaned in closer and said, "Now I know why your boyfriend loves you." My eyes shot open. Was he saying…what I thought he was saying? I looked at him, and he had a lusty, intense look on his face. Then he surprised the heck out of me by leaning in and kissing me!! After I got over the shock, I started kissing him back, and running my fingers through his hair. God, I'd waited so long for this! This was the side of Simon that made me want to do anything for him. After a while, he pulled away, and I thought he'd change his mind and say something mean like always did. But he had such a contented look on his face like I'd never seen before. He got between my legs, pushed them back, and slowly slid his hard, bare cock into me. And as my married neighbor hammered Joel's little ass right next to us, Simon fucked me slow and deep, kissing me, telling me how glad he was that I'd come over and how good I was making him feel, and looking like he was in heaven. "Fuck me, Simon," I begged him, "give it to me, I wanna make you feel good, I wanna be yours, fuck me baby…make me yours forever!" Simon started slamming into me then, just like my neighbor was slamming into Joel next to us. And it wasn't long before my married neighbor was cumming inside Joel, and Simon was cumming inside me, and I was pulling Simon in to get all of his hot cum inside me. Simon had a big smile on his face afterward, and he leaned down and made out with me some more. Then after a few minutes, Joel looked at me and said he was ready for round two, and I let him fuck another load into me, as the guys egged him on. Then I flipped him over and pounded him (a little more gently this time), and shot another one of my loads into his slutty hole. Afterwards, I cuddled up next to Simon, a cummy mess, and totally happy. As I drifted off to sleep in Simon's arms, the only thing I wanted was for Simon to keep pumping me full of his cum, and to keep pimping me out, and to make my boyfriend just like him. And I had a feeling that this time, I was going to get exactly what I wanted. Ten: Well, I really did get what I'd wanted. The next six months were a frenzy of fucking, cum-swapping, and orgies. I honestly lost track of all the guys I'd slept with, and all the cum I'd taken. And Simon was always there, encouraging me, pushing my limits, making me into a bigger slut, getting me used to taking cock and cum without any questions. And I loved it—I loved pleasing him, I loved satisfying so many guys, and I loved feeling like a huge fucking slut. Meanwhile, things with my boyfriend were better than ever. After months of both of us cheating on each other basically nonstop, we finally came clean with each other and decided to have an open relationship—a very open relationship. Todd loved the idea, and I was already there, obviously. After that, we had more slutty three-ways, four-ways, and five-ways than I can even count, all bareback, no questions asked. And it was probably the best decision we'd ever made—no more sneaking around, no more lying, no more worrying, and no more guilt. If we wanted to fuck somebody, we fucked him, and if the other one got jealous, we had a three-way and got over it (we ended up having lots of three-ways with Joel). I can't believe how much time we wasted pretending to be monogamous! This was so much simpler—and a lot more fun! Anyway, it was a Saturday night, and Todd and I were over at Simon's again. Todd was bottoming more these days, and right now Simon was fucking Jaime's teenage cum deeper into Todd (Jaime loved fucking my boyfriend), while Todd was fucking the roommate's cum deeper into me. Jaime and the roommate had dropped their loads in us and left, so it was just the three of us now, my boyfriend on top of me, and Simon behind him. Simon had gotten everything he'd wanted—he'd corrupted both me and my boyfriend, turned us into huge cheaters, and finally made us into massive sluts, just like him. He'd turned me, an uptight prude, and Todd, a Midwest farm boy, into the cock-hungry cum-whores we were today. My boyfriend, obviously, had never been happier—he got to fuck around with all the guys he wanted, and I never told him not to. And I was happy, too, to never feel worried or guilty anymore, and to have these two fucking studs in my life, who I'd do anything for. Todd leaned down and said, "I love you, baby." He'd gotten so passionate and so sexy since he'd met Simon. "I love you, too," I said to him, and I meant it. We made out while he fucked into me, then he leaned back toward Simon and made out with him. I loved watching that—the two guys in my life fucking and making out. Then Simon whispered something in Todd's ear, and Todd stopped fucking me for a second, and said, "Now?" Simon nodded, with one of his devilish grins, and I wondered what he was planning this time. Todd looked back down at me, and started saying, "Um, baby, we've been together three and a half years, and I—" Simon grabbed onto Todd's hips and started moving them backwards and forwards, making him keep fucking me. Todd went on, still sliding in and out of me, and fucking himself back onto Simon's cock: "—and I don't wanna be with nobody else but you. Well, I mean, I do, but I don't wanna date nobody else but you. Well, not date, see what I mean is—" "Fuck, man, just fuckin' ask him," Simon interrupted. Todd seemed like he was getting flustered, but finally he got out, "You make me really happy, and I love you, baby, and…will you marry me?" He was asking me now?? In the middle of a sleazy three-way with Simon, with two guys' loads already in us? This definitely wasn't the way I'd seen this happening, but I guess with Simon involved, I should have expected it. I looked at Simon, who was grinning and nodding at me, and then I looked back at Todd, who had stopped fucking me again, and was waiting for my answer. Well, I'd been with Todd longer than with anyone else, and I really did love him and feel happy when I was with him. I knew he'd do anything for me, and I felt the same way—and with Simon on board (actually, it was probably his idea in the first place), it was a no-brainer for me. "Of course I will, baby," I said to Todd, and he leaned down and kissed me again. "Now fuck me hard baby, give me your load, and take Simon's load too, I wanna see you both cum, I wanna see you take Simon's cum again." Then Todd pulled up off me and started fucking me hard, just like Simon had taught him, slamming into me brutally, and fucking himself hard on Simon's bare cock, making sloshing noises from the cum in his ass and mine. "That's right, keep it up, boy," Simon said, his hands on Todd's shoulders, "you're 'bout to make me fuckin' cum." Todd kept hammering into me, and before long, my twisted neighbor was leaning his head back and shooting his load inside my new fiance. Todd kept going at full speed, then he put his hand around my throat and looked me right in the eye with an aggressive look on his face as he shot his load inside me, claiming me, marking me as his. Then they both crashed on the bed next to me, Todd on one side, and Simon on the other. Todd leaned in, and we made out for a while as Simon started jerking me off. Then I turned the other way, and made out with Simon for a bit, and then I lay back and just enjoyed Simon's hand on my cock. I couldn't believe I got to keep both guys, after all the lying and cheating and whoring around that I'd done—and I was about to be happily married, too. It was almost too good to be true. But then I wondered if things would change after Todd and I got married….Would Simon still be around? As if he knew what I was thinking, Simon said to me quietly, "Don't think this changes anything, baby doll. I'm not goin' anywhere, even after you're married. You're still gonna be my bitch boy, no matter what. I own you, ya hear? You're mine!" And with that, I shot a hot, thick load all over my chest, feeling like the luckiest slut in the world. THE END

As we all calmed down the musky smell of man-on-man sex hung thick in the air, with Grahame saying, “Time for a shower and freshen up” hauling Liam to his feet half dragged him to the bathroom as feeling returned to his wobbly legs. I on the other hand surveyed the blood and spunk strewn bedding and decided to throw them in the washer, carefully as Liam’s load slid from my well used ass no matter how hard I clenched tight. By the time I reached our walk in shower the room was hot and steamy I could see Liam’s shampoo covered body pushed up against the wall saying “fuck me” This nice guy had turned into an aggressive bottom. It certainly had me hot and horny again and began stroking my hard cock intensely watching the action unfold before my eyes. As Grahame kissed Liam’s neck hard our sub boy was pulling his cheeks apart…with me barely 8 feet away and they couldn't care less. I sit on the loo, relax and let the rest of Liam’s cum flow down the pan as I watch and fist my cock as Grahame’s cock keeps rubbing against his cum lubed hole, a hole that had been opened so much since he arrived hours ago and as the tip found its mark Liam simultaneously pushes all the way down in one swift move before bouncing up and down furiously riding the hard flesh fast and furiously that they both cum in minutes, Grahame deep in Liam’s sloppy cunt whilst his load slides down the shower wall. After their show they towel off as I quickly freshen up and we all crash naked on the couch talking openly for the first time. Liam tells us his boyfriend had gone with his parents, sister and her husband on a family 3-week Caribbean holiday, one that he couldn’t go on due to his work launching a new product meaning he had to train their Worldwide sales team over a series of seminars during those same weeks… Grahame and I look each other in the eye and knowing one another’s thoughts say, “Move in with us!”, Liam’s limp cock excitedly grows to full size and gets our attention, “Looks like we have an answer and it's a YES” we all laugh and make arrangements. Liam will go home each evening skype his bf then come back to ours getting royally fucked each evening and being woken up to one of us slipping our morning wood up his gaping chute. One night I came home late to find Grahame had invited his gifter Pitor over to further infect our boy twice and one each from us. 2 weeks after my first breeding session with Liam I wake up to a moving furnace burning next to me and although his big soft cock is still just poking in my hole plugging a load of his cum in my ass his rocking action tells me Grahame is awake and has begun seeding Liam yet again. I shift in our damp bed and sensing I’m awake Liam says, “I think I’ve got a cold coming, aches and a wicked sore throat…” Grahame and I knew better, mentally I'm totting up the dates, since we had experienced the same thing I knew exactly what it was, “No bud, for sure it’s the fuck flu. RESULT! All our breeding has been successful." We all cancel work for the day as over the next few hours Liam has joint pains and his lymph nodes were on fire too before heading to a downward spiral of sweats, fever, chills, powerful headache and a messy 24 hour dose of the shits. Since this was during the 'flu season' his work assumed it was the regular flu but as the days of Liam getting sicker ticked by we had a bigger problem of his boyfriend Ross’s imminent arrival to worry about… The morning his family were due home we got Liam warm and comfortable in his own bed at home in time for us to get away before the family returned to sympathize and nurse him as the viral war within continued reminding him each day the fuck flu symptoms were a rite of passage and meant he had been pozzed by our powerful DNA. Liam importantly was really embracing getting pozzed by hatching a plan to tempt his cheating boyfriend in to a four-way hook up for us to pump him full of our toxic virus thus changing his body forever. During one of the 10 days he was off work we agreed my Top Grahame should go round and be introduced as one of Liam’s co-workers to see how he was doing with the idea really being to begin the seduction of Ross. After the “Hi how are you? You look like shit, how’s work etc etc “chit chat Liam says in a less than subtle message that he’s tired and wants to sleep, “I’m so sick and exhausted we haven’t had any sex since Ross got back” “ewe too much information!” “but thanks for stopping be to see me.” We had had regular text updates on Ross, his likes/dislikes his high sexdrive as a power bottom and so on his way-out Grahame knowing he has passed them says, “Ummm I can’t remember where I put my shoes.” “They’re here, let me get them for you” and as Ross bent down to pick them up Grahame turns and steps forward in a flash grinding his thickening cock against Ross’s pert ass. Far from protesting Ross makes out as Grahame is grabbing, squeezing and kneading his ass through his jeans, telling Ross how nice it felt. While his tongue was in his mouth he unfastened Ross’s pants and pulled them down pushing him to their front door. A wet finger was quickly in his ass and then Grahame drops to his knees and started to eat his hole, forcing his talented tongue deep in the musky opening. After a few minutes it was nice and wet, so stood and switched to rubbing his hard bare dick against the willing hole. He whispers his demands, "Tell me how much you want my cock and cum?" Ross the slut excitedly responds "My pussy is yours. I want your cock in my hole. I want your cum. I will do whatever you say." “Fuck yeah! There’s nothing I love better than shoving my raw dick in a cheating slut’s hole. I’m going to load you up.” And with that he thrust in hard, “but not here, I’ll leave my number, be sure and call me” Grahame pulls out, dresses and is out the door in seconds wondering how long it will be before Ross calls.

Part 3 I parked just down the street from my dealers brick apartment building in a sketchy neighborhood and followed my son as we walked to the front door. A telltale wet spot showed in the ass of his skinny jeans as my cum continued to leak out of his pussy. I smiled to myself thinking how much more he'd be getting soon. We climbed the stairs to the third floor and down a dark hallway that smelled of stale piss. I could hear a couple arguing in Spanish, followed by what sounded like a beating. We just continued to apt 3G and I knocked on the door. In a minute the door opened and a huge black man answered, his frame filling the entire entrance. He just looked my son up and down, licking his lips, and moved aside letting us enter. I pushed my new whore over to the couch and told him to sit, going into the bedroom. Sitting on a chair next to a small table sat my dude, Andre, weighing out bags of crank. "Sup man?" he asked. "Got my new whore out there waiting," I replied. "We still good for the deal?" "Fuck yea man." He grinned at me. "Haven't had fresh white boy in a while." He handed me two eight balls and I stuffed them in my jeans. He stood and we went to the other room. Looking at my son sitting there he said "Damn! You sure he's 18? Looks like he's 15!" "Swear to God! He's 18 today. He's ready for his "gifts". He's a little spun already, but I want him fucked up and fucked hard!" My Son looked up with fear in his eyes as I said this. "What's your name boy?" He asked. "Cory." he replied meekly. "Cory, rhymes with whorey," Andre laughed. "Which is what your Daddy says you are now." "Yes Sir." he replied. "All right Whorey, lets get started." Andre turned up the stereo while his gigantic body guard grabbed my son off the couch and carried him into the bedroom, throwing him down on the dirty, stained matress on the floor. They each placed ski masks over their faces as I grabbed my camera and started filming. Andres bodyguard, Jamal, held my son down while Andre tied off his arm, swabbed him, and stuck the point in, quickly injecting him with a .5 slam. Releasing the band, Cory threw his head back and started coughing. Before he had even finished, they had ripped his clothes off him and had his legs over Andre's shoulders with his hard cock lined up at his hole. Andre's cock was about 10 inches with a fat P.A. on the end. Spitting on his cock, he rammed it into my sons pussy, ripping him open even more. Cory wailed at the pain while Andre buried himself all the way in. "Oh fuck that's some tight, wet, white boy pussy!" Andre yelled. "Oh fuck were going to wreck you bitch!" Tears streamed out of Cory's eyes as Jamal held him in a headlock and Andre pummeled his hole. "Fuck yea! Look at that red oozing out. Were gonna rape you good you little whore! Gonna make you beg for more! Fuck yea! You're gonna beg for us to breed you with our toxic cum!" That was my sons birthday present, to get fuckin knocked up. I wanted my whore to take any cock he was sold to without question. I knew these two would get the job done. Andre just kept up the hard fuck on my son and Cory eventually stopped crying. Soon he was moaning and begging for more. Andre gave him all he had while Cory's eyes rolled back in his head and gibberish spewed from his mouth. After 20 minutes Andre was ready to flood the cunt with his dirty seed. "Tell me you want it whore!" He demanded. Tell me you want me to breed you. You want my dirty poz load!" "Please," Cory begged. "Please give it to me! Please!" He gasped. "Give me your poz cum!" That sent Andre over the edge and he filled my son with his dirty load, pumping him so full it seeped out and down his balls. He pulled out and they quickly flipped him over on his stomach. Without missing a beat, Jamal got on top of my son and lined his even larger cock up to Cory's hole. That fucker had to be at least 12 inches, and also had a large P.A. "Tell me what I want to hear bitch!" Jamal bellowed. "Fuck me!" was all he had to say. Jamal rammed his monster right into my sons hole, not pausing, not caring about the further tearing of Cory's cunt. He buried himself to the hilt as Andre held a bottle of poppers under Cory's nose. Cory took several large hits, then just went kind of limp. Jamal pulled all the way out, then slammed himself back in balls deep. Grabbing Cory's black hair he yanked the boys head back as he raped his hole. Andre shoved his cum and blood covered cock down Cory's throat and fucked the boys throat, choking him. Cory just flailed and bucked as the two big, black cocks took control of his body, using it for their pleasure alone, not caring of any discomfort they were causing. After at least 30 minutes of non stop spit roasting, Jamal buried himself deep in my son and filled his brutalized guts with his load of toxic cum. Pulling out, Andre shoved his cock in Cory's cunt and pumped a third load into my son. When he pulled out I got a close up of Cory's wrecked hole, stretched open and puffy, his rosebud oozing pink cum. The men cleaned themselves off in his mouth and everyone just kind of collapsed. "Happy birthday son." I whispered in Cory's ear. "Welcome to your new life."

Very hot story! I came hard while reading it.

The next morning I work to my boy sucking my dick. It didn’t take him long to get his reward as he was soon swallowing my load. He followed me into the shower where (like the day before) he helped me wash up. He went to the kitchen and made me breakfast as I got dressed. He kissed me goodbye and I went about my day as he cleaned the apartment and prepared dinner for when I got home. Just like the day before when I walked in he offered me a drink and then removed my shoes followed by a pre-dinner blow job followed by post dinner fucking. This went on every day that week until the weekend came. When I got home on Friday he was ready to party the weekend away. I had scored some good shit on my way home. Upon arriving Christopher was ready to party. I gave him the shit and was impressed by his ability to prepare the rigs with the Tina. He told me that he watched me the weekend before and knew what to do as h e prepared a total of 3 rigs. I asked him why 3 points, he told me that one for me, one for him and a third for us to share. This boy was turning into a real pig. I couldn’t wait to see him after he converted and I could share him with my friends or take him to the baths. I watched intently as he put the tourniquet around my arm and hit 2 of my prominent veins. He knew to pull the plunger back and registered a flash in each barrel. He emptied one completely into my vein and about a third of the second point before he filled it with my poz blood. He pulled both points from my arm and massaged the injection site as he removed the tourniquet. DAMN! This shit was good. I hope the kid can handle all that he was about to give himself. He fixed the tourniquet on his arm and found a couple good veins. He first hit with the point with my poz blood in it and then the point that had a good amount of Tina. He pulled them from his arm and massaged the injection site. I was already on a good rush when he pulled off his tourniquet. He coughed out hard 4 times, laid back in the bed and began to breath very heavily. I asked if he was ok, he just said he felt fucking fantastic. I leaned in and we began to kiss as he wrapped his legs around my waist. I knew what he wanted, and he was going to get it as my hard cock found his hole. He had pre-lubed himself and I slide home easily. We partied and fucked all weekend long. He kept himself high all weekend long and I was surprised at the amount he was using. By Sunday night his ass was dripping my poz seed and we were all out of Tina and ready to crash. A couple days later Christopher got the fuck flu. I was so proud of him as he begged me to fuck him even though he was sicker than a dog. I couldn’t resist and pumped a couple more loads into my sick boy.

nothing is sexier on a man than the feel of his anus, rectum, second-spot, and large intestine around my cock...in the broad sense there is always the glorious sense of consuming the will of a man, breaking it to the rhythm of my painfully hard dick...dangling his manhood on a string in front of him, just beyond his reach. in particular i look upon a masculine, boyish-faced, thick-bodied n full-assed man n see a Holy Sow to breed. however, it's the physical part that ultimately rules. my dick has a fat hard head that spends most of it's time in a warm, moist sheath of foreskin...which retracts at perfect cue during erection, makes it's presence known when fucking becomes punch-fucking, n then gloriously retracts irrevocably when my head swells yet again just b4 orgasm. my stamina and endurance allow me to reach a stage of sensory experience dense with sweet novelties...not only the unique contours n tensions within every individual, but the unique ways every physical parameter evolves during my onslaught. how this or that ass swells up or bruises at the 30 min, 1hr, 3 hrs mark. how their hole tightens up again after a 5 or 10 min break. how their 2nd spot suckles, how tight it is, how stable or slack the the rectum is on the forward/backward axis...how their ass jiggles in rapid-fire doggy, how the jiggling affects the internal feeling, how the stress of full-stroke all-in/all-out punchfucking at 1 or 2 or 4 or 6 strokes per second makes their diaphragm spasm unique to each bottom, and what it feels like when ur vary the angle of ur stroke n punch a liver here or a kidney there thru the wall of their GI tract, how all of this effects each bottom uniquely in the psychological sense...one bottom will growl like a possessed child, another musclebear starts crying out "i'm sorry!! i'm SORRY!!! I"M SORRREEE!!!!" as i harpoon fucck him at maximum power...and the feeling on my dick has gone many levels past all description. the sensation often commands deep and hard and completely paroxystic ejaculation, yet fighting and dodging and edging and toying with that feeling becomes a shamanic urge, as u feel the changes in ur own sensation and disposition as u wind up that all-important first nut into a ritual breeding that brings all-involved to that state of joyous, holy suffering that Mel-thenutjob-Gibson recently reminded us all is the real, ancient definition of the word "Passion". good, good stuff. it's why i top!