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Ryan woke up shaking a few times and Jonny still had him tight in his arms. Ryan seemed to like it but the butt plug in his ass was uncomfortable. Jonny was pressed up against it and the pressure was making Ryan horny. Jonny felt Ryan squirming and said bitch go to sleep. You need to rest you have a lot planned for the next three day. Ryan asked if the alarm was set and Jonny said. You called off for the next two days so do not worry about the clock. You have a lot planned for you. Ryan dozed off and thought dreamed of his girlfriend and wondered what her pussy would feel like on his Tina dick. Ryan really needed to cum but the way Jonny was holding him he could not even touch his dick. Ryan finally fell asleep again and when he work he was alone in the bed with his hand tied to the headboard. He had a blindfold on and a ball gag in his mouth. WTF he thought, Minutes later he felt a hand tracing his body and then another hand going from his legs to his nipples and tweaking them and every time Ryan would jump and moan muffled by the ball gag. Then like the night before a mouth started sucking and licking his dick and the other his balls. Ryan started to really enjoy it but it took a long time to feel his dick grow even a little bit. He then felt his balls being tied and separated . They were tightly tight and fingers rubbed and licked them. Ryan felt like it was working to make him harder. Suddenly the guy stopped and came to Ryan's side and put ice on his left nipple, He heard something be lit and then the ice one more time and without a word a needle was slide through Ryan's nipple and a ring was fed through it. His nipple was cleaned up and the guy sucking his dick took a bread and said nice, looks good! Ryan was mortified he wanted the guy to keep sucking his dick but he has never wanted his nipple pierced. He thought, hope that is it. Soon the guy was on his right side and ice again and Ryan tried to move and the guy grabbed his face and said if you do not want your tit messed up you will not move. Ryan settled down and the lighter and ace and then this sharp pain as the needle went in and then a ring. This side hurt a lot more and Ryan bleed more as the key took a lot more time cleaning it up. The guy sucking Ryan was getting Ryan close, he could not believe with all that pain that he could still want to cum and then he unloaded and grunted and twisted and twitched and the guy swallowed Ryan's cum. Suddenly the guy who had sucked Ryan pulled his legs back and alcohol was rubbed on Ryan's Taunt and then ice and again the needle and a small ring and this happened five more times. Fuck this kid wears his jewelry well one guy said and then they left. Ryan laid there wondering why they left the ball gag in and dozed off and he woke to Jonny taking his ball gag off and untying his arms. Boy you need to shower and get ready, we have some plans. It is time to take that butt plug out too in the shower. Let me know if you need help, your hole probably tightened right up around it. Be careful with your piercings, You do not wan to hurt yourself. Ryan walked trying to get used to the piercings at his taint and showed. It felt so good to clean up. His body was sore but he was still horny as hell. He finished and dried and as he walked into the bedroom Jonny was waiting for him. He put large band aid on the two nipple rings and left his taint alone. Here put these on, loose boxer shorts and a t-shirt and a pair of shorts that were way too big but Ryan kept them up with the belt. They left and Ryan wanted to ask Jonny where they were going but he just followed Jonny and thought why the fuck did he do this to me.

Hey everyone, I'm glad that you're all enjoying this so far. This is my last (though short) addition before I get myself ready for pride. Maybe I'll find some inspiration to write more during that period. If not, I've already drafted another story that might be as hot as this, if I can manage to finish it and keep you guys occupied. Keep your comments coming & message me if you've any suggestions. I wanted Michael to breed Alex but I thought that it would be too unrealistic on his part. Perhaps I should make Michael fall in love with Brandon? Or should Alex be Nate's bitch? As for the protagonist, where will he end up? Let me know ; ) --- I got home and walked into Michael squatting on a dildo and fucking with it with his ass jumping like he was on a pogo stick, maintaining his arch. “Hey, wanna try this out?” he jumped off and took my clothes off. As I sat on it, I started to feel how long it was, and deep it reached into me. How did Michael hopped on this thing? I screeched and Michael kept pushing me down on it. I could only let out screams before its pitch made me voiceless as I got pushed down deeper. Michael then said, “Naughty boys need to be taught a lesson, don’t they?” I can tell how much he was enjoying this. He also likes to go on his bravado when he torments me sexually. “Now, I know I told you I didn’t mind you fucking Alex. But I did not know that you were fucking Brandon too.” I was pleading for him to stop, not withstanding anymore inches. “That was a mistake on your part. For that you must be punished.” Finally he slammed me down, sending me to a level of pain and pleasure I never thought existed. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m also sorry for telling Alex that I love him.” I cried, tears now forming while smiling at him, trying to push his buttons further. He pulled me out of the dildo and threw me on the cross. He took out a box with a whip and started my punishment. The first hit felt fine but the more he hit, the painful it got. I could only beg and scream in a mixture of lust and mercy. I was in tears. Tears of joy. Tears of pain. I then felt him stop and I could feel my body being slathered with some kind of lube that was cold. I really doubt that it was vicks. I then felt Michael’s finger in my hole and then a buttplug so huge it was anchoring my ass. When Michael took out the restraints, he slapped my face and my ass. He went straight to the bathroom to wash himself up. I’m still not sure what that meant but he didn’t have any objections when I crawled into bed with him. He also hate fucked me later that night when he pulled the plug out of me. After he came, he inserted it back. “You’re not going to fuck anyone for the next one week. If you do, I’m going to kick you out.” “Just like Nate?” He then kept quiet. I knew he didn’t mean it. He couldn’t. So we slept, without any word being spoken. Work was tiring and life started to get boring once I was on my meds. Michael and I started to live normally, fucking like a regular couple and hosting our parties every now and then. I was somehow unfulfilled. I might as well be a stepford wife. Strange. The thing about this family was, they get boring quite quick. Kate, Alex and Michael. I had to rotate my fucks through them to make them interesting. It would come to no surprise that I then started to spend most my evenings with Nate after work. His fucking was always top notch and his dick was quality. Every time we fuck, though it wasn’t on the same level as Michael’s, drove me mad. I reckon that my ass wouldn’t be damaged any more thanks to Nate. One night, when I was in bed with Michael, I got a call from Alex. Michael asked to turn the speaker on. “Hey.” “Hey Alex. How are you feeling these days?” “Good. Great. Changed. Brandon and I thought of going to the clinic after you left but I told him that we didn’t have to worry bout anything. I told him that the brotherhood meant that you were in the Freemasons. He really believed me.” He joked and continued.. “Last week, we both got tested and he came out in tears. After my turn, I somehow felt a bit happy. I can’t believe you did the both of us like that. Thank you. I’ve convinced him that it doesn’t change anything. He still hasn’t left me yet so I must be doing something right.” Michael was beginning to have a hard on as he heard this and looked at me with a face that conveyed how proud he was of me. “So what do you want now, Alex? Technically it’s you who sealed your fate and his. Withholding that kind of information. What’s the Hippocratic oath again?” I asked rhetorically. “I don’t know… don’t I get to attend these parties now? Officiate me or something?” Michael then looked at me and shook his head while signalling no while gripping my hand. “Actually, we’re doing one soon. This Friday. Do come. Bring Brandon along. Show him this beautiful world we’re in now.”

Alex stood, stunned trying to process what he just witnessed. As he said Oh my god, I came into Brandon, probably stinging him too given that I tore him ass out. I pulled out and turned to face Alex. My cum was already leaking out of Brandon when I popped my cock out of him. Alex said what the fuck repeatedly until Brandon ran to him, with my cum flowing through his leg. “I’m so sorry babe, please I didn’t know what I was doing.” “Fuck you. And fuck you.” Alex said while pointing at me. He went straight upstairs while I told Brandon to stay here and not to let my cum leak any further. “Who are you to say that?” replied Brandon. “The owner of that cumdump you call husband. And you’re going to listen my orders or else I’ll destroy your ass. I can steal Alex right now and he wouldn’t think twice. You and I know this.” I firmly said. Brandon kept quiet and sat on the couch, turning on the TV. Good of him to keep my cum in. I went upstairs and I entered the master bed room but no one was there. I head to my room and of course he was seated on my bed expecting me. “I had a feeling you were going to fuck him. I didn’t know he was that easy.” “When you’re settling for knockoffs, you can’t expect much.” I joked. No more words were necessary for me to start fucking Alex. I pulled his shirt off and make out with him, tasting his dried tears on his cheeks. I spit into him and licked his neck all the way to his nipples. I then hit a dent and realized he now had a nipple piercing. Kinky. I twisted it and hear him gasp. I giggled and went down to his dick and savored it like how he always likes, balls in my mouth and my head rapidly bouncing on it. Alex had to stop me and say “Please fuck me now.” I went further down to his bushy blonde crack and probed my tongue and swirled it, clockwise and anticlockwise. This always made Alex scream. I then pushed my finger into him. I could see that he was sniffing some poppers now. My, my. How experienced Alex was now. As I my digits were in him, dialing his moans out that reminded me of our college years, I started telling him how I’m going to give him a life changing experience. “You always do.” He said. How romantic. “This won’t be like the previous times, Alex. You’re going into join into my special group now. I’m going to mark you because I think you’re special. And I want us to be closer too.” I can see that his eyes opened in shock now but I then pushed a fist into him to continue his moaning. “Please, don’t. I’m not ready. I wanted it once but I don’t want it now.” “Don’t fight it Alex. You and I were meant for this. Only certain people understand the kind of bond we have. I’m giving you an opportunity to free yourself. Okay?” I said in my attempts to influence him, all while rubbing his belly with my fingers still in him. I then looked at him with those eyes I always gave when I was expecting him to blow my dick. “Okay, he said.” Giving me all his trust. “I know you can do it.” I said as I smiled and rim into his hole for the last time before plunging my cock into him. Alex shouted immediately and I told him hush. I slowly fucked him at first, missionary. I then flipped him doggy style like we always do and started to stretch him out. He was begging for me to cum now. “Tell me you need a part of me Alex. That we’re to be complete as one.” “Fuck, I need it. Give it to me please. I want to carry it.” Alex whimpered. Was this how he was when he wanted to join the Brotherhood years ago? “You’re going to do so much better than that, Alex. You’re better than this.” I didn’t break my pace and I could feel his second hole opening now hitting his prostate. “Fuck me. Claim me. Infect me. Take all of me please. Load me with your seed please. I need it.” He shouted, almost on the verge of tears. “Oh, Alex I fucking love you.” I let out, before busting my load him him. Was it 9 or 12 bolts, I don’t know. I just knew that I had fucked it all up by saying those words. At least my mission was one. When Alex heard me utter those words, he too came. We came at the same time. As hot as it was, I didn’t feel as accomplished as I thought I would when I realized that in the process of getting what I want, I also began to understand myself more. I harbored deep feelings for Alex. And now it’s out. Both Alex and I laid on the bed in silence, starring at the ceiling, hands held together. “Did you mean that?” Here, we go. “Maybe. Don’t think of it too much.” I retorted. Brandon then came up and said, “Are you guys done? What the fuck happens now, huh?” I was actually thankful he got up because I wanted to leave and avoid dealing with Alex. I then told both of them that I won’t argue and I will leave. They both actually agreed. I then told them that I’d like to watch them fuck first. Straight to action and to my surprise, Brandon jumped into the spot that I was in and started making out with Alex. I then started to pack my things as they continued. When I was done, I could see Brandon starting to fuck Alex. They fuck like a pair of recently out Mormons. So soft and devoid of any ambitions. There was no aura of sleaze in it. Maybe a bit sleazy if we consider that they both are carrying my seed. As they fucked, I watched and told them that I was going off now. I only heard uh-huh before I went out of the door and shout, “BY the way Alex, your dad fucked me into the Brotherhood, if you know what I mean.” I hurried out to go to my Uber as I hear Brandon asking “What?”. I could see Alex giving me a blank stare from his bedroom window when I got into the car before driving off to South Station. I’ve only been here for 12 hours. It was almost 6 am so I thought of getting the next bus back to Manhattan. En route to home, I began to wonder whether it was worth claiming Alex if I was just going to spoil it by telling him that I love him. At least I stung Brandon. Either way, they’re both in for a surprise. I know that they would either head to the clinic or just accept their fate cause I didn’t see any Truvada pills in their bathrooms. Just Viagra. Pathetic.

My juicy poz cock.

My name is Wes, I am a good looking 40 year old gym defined boy with a big dick who gets off and helping virgins pick their sexual preference. I put up regular post as the Virgin Trainer one such add is below: Help has arrived, Virgin Training for a small cost. Build confidence, learn everything you need to know to be a Jock in bed and breed some pussy. You will have classes on sex, dating, the body and how to please your partner. Classes are 100% guaranteed or your money back. What do you have to loose, well your virginity is the goal. If you would like to enroll in private classes shoot us an email. This post would get a lot of responses as you can imagine every walk of life from those who want to be trainers and posers to a few genuine responses. Last week there were three such responses. Adam - Hi my name is Adam, I hate that I am still a virgin. I just have not been able to convince a girl to have sex with me yet. I have tried and I always get shut down. I am 19 and really need help and to build confidence so I can finally get with girls. Hope you can help. I am 5'8 130 and 7" How much I am broke Keith - Hi I am 18 and started puberty late, I just got hair and my dick finally grew to 8.5 inches. I used to hate to be in the locker room at school, the guys would make fun of me and girls all knew I had a little dick since they guy made fun of me outside the locker room too. I need help, I am not sure what to do so I am seen more like a man. I am 5'8 125 and 8.5" Brent - Hi I am a tall skinny geek who really wants to have sex for the first time. I have gotten close but always do something wrong and it does not work out. I am 6'1 150 have a big 9" dick that need to find a women. Hope you can help. How much, I do not make much money. I am sure one of these guys will work out so I sent all three a message introducing them to the training and introducing myself as their first trainer. That I would guild them through everything they need to know in phase one and would then introduce the next trainer. It is important to get a variety of training as each man's style in bed is different. Please email me back with your schedule so we can start training. Btw. You have been given a scholarship and no payment will be due unless you do not complete the course. Congrats! Brent was the first to email, he said he would accept the scholarship and could start when ever the trainer was ready. He explained that he worked at a coffee shop and he was taking classes at a two year college near by. Keith was not far behind and said he was more than ready and had just started classes at the same college as Brent but they were a year a part I found out. He gave me his full schedule and said he would be available for class anytime other than class time at college. Adam, the one I most hopped would email was silent. I emailed Keith back and gave him an address and told him what time to arrive. He was to wear boxers and comfortable pants and t-shirt. I also told him I needed his number for the file and he gave me his cell phone. I text Keith Tomorrow 2 PM Elm street text me back to confirm you will be here. Keith text back. Keith text back. I then emailed Brent and told him his training could start tomorrow at 8 PM his schedule appeared that he was off at 7PM that he sent. He text back and said okay that works and I text him the address and told him to confirm after I got his number. I was still a little disappointed that I did not hear from Adam but two out of three is damn good.

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.

Weekend camping was made fun by hooking up with a young bear couple around their fire one evening. Seemed they both were into my daddy vibe, and after raw dogging one while his partner went to shower, I rested up and then fucked the freshly showered one after we had some bourbon shots. I left em both with my poz seed running out of their holes. Hooked up with one of them again the next afternoon. Was a bit rough on his ass and he tore a bit, but my load still went in deep. He thanked me before he left- he said they always wanted to try bareback but hadn't found anyone they were comfortable doing it with. I didn't really understand as I never told them my status and they didn't ask. But I nodded and smiled. Here's hoping I got two new sons over the weekend.

Went to the east side club this evening. Upon arriving I noticed this older Blatino muscle bear. He walked past my room a few times and I invited him in. He was 7 inches, thick, uncut, and hard as a rock. He throat fucked me hard then tongue fucked me deep. He alternated between pounding my ass, then my throat, then eating my hole. After an hour he shot his load deep in my ass then made me clean his cock off. He left and before I could close my door, this hot older Jamaican guy came in. I dropped to me knees and began sucking his 9 inch cock. He told me to bend over and soon I felt his cock against my hole. He was wearing a condom, but after some prodding he took it off and fucked me raw dropping my second load of the night deep in my guts. I soon met this silver daddy with a handlebar mustache and an 8 inch cock. We made out and swapped blowjobs. He asked if I had a condom and I told him no. He stood up and I thought he was about to leave, but then turned around and said “well I guess you taking my poz cock raw then”. He slammed his cock in my and fucked me rougher than I’d been fucked in a long time, cumming hard while brutalizing my hole. After relaxing for a bit i decided to go walk around. I saw the blatino muscle bear again and he pushed me back to my room. He forced me to my knees and began assaulting my throat with his cock. He flipped me around and shoved his cock in my ass asking how many guys had bred me. I told him himself and 2 others. He pulled out and made me suck his cock. He asked how I liked the taste of my cummy ass on his cock. He started alternating between eating my hole, fucking it, then fucking my throat until he eventually unloaded again in my ass. After chilling a bit I opened my door again and was soon cruised by a Latino top. I deep throated him for a while then told him to fuck me. He put me in positions I didn’t know I could get into. He asked if I wanted him to knock me up and I told him to breed me deep. When we were done, my muscle bear was horny again and fucked a final load into my ass. Still have all 6 loads in me as I type this.

I have always been mostly a top, but in the last 2-3 years I have started to discovering how good it is also to bottom. And also, I have always been attracted by black boys. One day, looking around in internet for a fuck buddy, I came across this black boy living in Milan. I send him a message, and I got his reply... he wanted to meet! That was good enough for me, so I picked-up my car drove to Milan, (about 60 km from where I live) to meet him. He was originally from Senegal, about 36, which makes him three years older than am I. We talked a little bit, and we drank something, but I want him to show me his assets, so I asked "When did you fuck last time?" "About 20 days ago, and I am quite horny." I had no time to think an answer or do something. As soon as he finished his words, he took my right hand and put it on his jeans and then start to kiss me. I feel something very big behind the pants, but I was concentrating on kissing him. Then we started to disrobe, and finally I was all naked and only his underwear was keeping me away from his cock. Wow! When I looked down, his underwear was almost exploding for the big meat hidden within. It looked as if his cock was trying to break through his shorts, which were soaked with his pre-cum. I slid-down the last barrier, and started to give him the blowjob he deserved. As I pumped his big black monster with my mouth, it seemed (if possible) that it was growing even bigger! Finally, after almost loosing my breath and dislocating my jaw to suck him, I stop and said to him.... "I am sorry, but I am not a good bottom and I have started to take cocks only recently. I do not think I can take it all." He replied that it was not a problem, that I could continue with the blowjob, that for him it was good enough. So I went back at his black dick, that was oozing more and more pre-cum. And then, it happen... I do not know why, but while I was sucking I feel a little drop of piss mixed with his pre-cum. That was my "no return" moment. I lost all my fears, I became a slut and stopped sucking because I knew I wanted his dick in me. Not realizing the decision I had reached, the guy began an apology for the piss, but I didn't give him time to finish his words. I mounted his cock, and began to work it against my hole, rubbing my ass cheeks against his hard meat. Realizing, at this point, that we were 'on the same page', so to speak, he pushed me down on the floor and started to caress my hole with his monster, which still oozed huge drops of pre-cum, and he grunted "Are you ready to feel my black love?" And then he pushed against my hole. The tip of his cock went in, but it was extremely painful. Even so he didn't stop, and he grunted "I have no condoms here honey, and more than that I want to make you pregnant with my seed". His words make me forgot the pain, and his dick was sliding in more and more. The pain was going away, and I started to feel pleasure in his fucking. Unluckily he did not last long, probably because he hadn't had sex for some time. After a few hard thursts, I started to feel my hole becoming hotter and hotter, and at the same moment he collapsed on me. He had cum. Wow! That was a hot fuck !

When I lived down South, this hung top who used to breed me would always talk about this incredible sex party that happened a few times a year. Evidently the thing was in a huge house out in the country with 100 horny men or so. You had to be "invited" of course, and I begged him to get me on the list every time he brought it up. Especially since I'd never been to a party that big before. The next time the party rolled around, I finally got my wish. In my email I had the invitation! And this was the annual "leather party". There were some stipulations-- all guests had to be in some kind of leather gear, there was an entry fee of $20, and you had to show if you RSVP'd or else no more invites. I RSVP'd "yes" and counted down the days. The party was at night and about 2 hours away from where I lived. It really was out in the country some, and the house was indeed huge. I signed in, gave the doorkeeper my $20, put my clothes in the designated area, and then began to wander. There was fucking and sucking EVERYWHERE! It was a two-story house and every room had something going on. There were slings in the garage, along with glory hole booths. There were folks fucking on the deck. Bedrooms were being used for orgy scenes and the walk-in closets were dark hideaways for quickies. I was overwhelmed. I was also so fucking turned on by the scene! Leather daddies and bears and jocks Everywhere I looked. Harnesses, chaps, jocks, caps, hoods-- you name it, I saw it. I was rather modestly decked out in a borrowed harness, jockstrap, and combat boots. Eventually I managed to get my courage up (after a few beers) and I sucked a few guy's cocks in the garage area. I also found a guy willing to sneak into a gloryhole booth with me-- where after a bit of coaxing I bent over and took his raw cock. This guy came quickly, and then said "Dude, don't tell my boyfriend we did this. We agreed that we wouldn't fuck raw tonight." One fuck was all it took. Now that my pump was primed, I was horny and ready to go for more cock! My only problem is that I was sorta shy when it came to getting fucked. I liked it to be just one-on-one, and most of the house was wide open to voyeurs. So I ended up wandering around a lot. During my wanderings, I kept passing by the stairway to the basement which was open, but roped off. There was a red light on down there, but I couldn't tell much beyond that. When I bumped into my fuckbuddy who got me on the party list, I asked him about the basement. "Oh, that's a special fuck dungeon and it's by invitation only.". I asked who did the inviting, and it was the host (whom I hadn't officially met yet). So I asked my buddy if maybe he could wangle me another invite. "Man, I don't know if you want that. It gets pretty hard core down there." I said I'd come this far, why stop now? He said he'd look into it for me. After that I wandered a bit more, sucked some more cock, and then eventually wandered upstairs. In the bedroom many guys were fucking on the bed and there was a guy getting fisted in a portable sling. I stood next to a hot, leather daddy who was in chaps and a harness. I'd noticed this particular daddy all night so far, but he aleays just seemed to be watching. We watched the fisting together and jacked a bit. Eventually I leaned in close and asked if he liked to fuck. He said yeah. I reached down, grabbed his cock, and said "I want this in me, but I like it a bit more private." He led me to the walk-in closet which was pitch dark. I could hear two other guys going at it in there, and the smell of poppers and ass was intoxicating. Daddy shoved me down and I started sucking his cock. It was a thick, uncut 7 incher and I was really enjoying it. Then he spun me around and started eating my ass. "Mmm, tastes like you've already taken a load tonight," he grunted. I said I had. He then said he was gonna fuck some more into me. But before he did, he said he needed to lube me up some more. He fumbled around behind me for a bit, then I felt a small tube slide up my ass. Then he squirted the "lube" in me. Then he positioned his cock behind me while i took a hit of poppers. Then he started fucking me. Hard. After about 5 minutes of fucking, I started to feel funny. Light headed. Disoriented. At first I figured it was the beer and poppers, and having my head down while being bent over and fucked. But it got worse. Soon my arms and legs got really heavy and lethargic and I was so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open. Top daddy had a firm grip on my hips and was still fucking me. Then I blacked out. After that, the details of the night are really hazy. The next thing I remember is seeing a red lightbulb glowing above me, while I was getting both holes fucked in a sling. I can remember feeling a cock thrusting in and out of my mouth and feeling a cock thrusting into my ass. At the time I thought it was one cock and found it odd that it was able to fuck me in two places. The next thing I remember was seeing all these hovering faces around me. They were grinning and saying things, but it sounded like I was under water. There was just a rushing in my ears and everything was so foggy and thick. I foun the rocking motion of the sling quite soothing. I lost all track of time. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, but every time I looked down toward my feet, I would see a different face hovering there. And I could feel the slapping of hips against my ass, but it felt like it was coming from miles away. Everything was so heavy- my head. My arms. My legs. At one point I knee thinking that I needed to escape and I tried to sit up. But several hands pushed me back down and then kindly fed me more poppers. Then there is another blank stretch in my memory. The next time I came around I knew what was going on. I was in the dungeon, in a sling, and being gang banged. There were only 4 guys in the room at this point, one of them was my fuckbuddy. "Dude, what's going on? What's happening to me?" I asked-- even though I really knew. "You said you were looking for an invite to the basement. I guess the host took a liking to you-- mainly because you're such a novice. But he figured you might balk at getting knocked up by a ton of guys, so he... Sorta helped you along." "You mean he drugged me?? Fuck this!! Get me out of here!" I begged. "Why? It's too late. The party's nearly over and 20 guys have already taken their turn and cum in your hole. You might as well just let these last few finish up." I stopped fighting. 20 guys had used my ass as their cumdump?? As I laid there, I felt the guy fucking me stiffen and groan an I knew that load 21 was shooting into me. I asked my buddy for some more poppers, and let the remaining three (my fuckbuddy included) use my ass. I watched them each take a turn, but it was like I was watching someone else get fucked. When my buddy finished up inside me, he helped me down out of the sling, and supported me while I climbed the stairs. He tossed me onto one of the fuckbeds in rhe first floor bedroom and told me to sleep it off. The next thing I remember is waking up in late morning with a chalky mouth, a splitting headache, and a supremely sore ass. It also felt like I needed to take a shit something fierce. I stumbled to the bathroom and sat down. And I swear a pint of cum ran out of my ass. It just kept flowing out of me, burning my raw asshole as it dribbled out. I dressed quickly after that and drove myself that long 2 hour drive home. The whole time freaking out about being drugged... And raped. And used raw by that many guys. And I had paid $20 for it too. Of course I also got hard thinking about it and gave my load to a stall wall in a rest area on the way home.

I love NYC. Had been talking with a daddy on squirt before arrival and he wanted to plant his 9 day load in me, which grew to 10. I called my bf and told him I was going to dinner with colleagues, cleaned up and went to daddy’s apt. Fit guy, crazy long tongue and thick cock. The kind you feel for awhile afterwards. He stripped and pushed me to my knees saying suck my dick you cheating faggot! I’m going to pump this seed in your cumdump ass! We traded positions and he sucked my cock but gagged a bit. That pissed him off and he threw me over the end of the bed, roughly spit on his cock and sunk his cock in my lubed hole. A couple of deep thrusts was too much for daddy and he pumped shot after shot of cum in me. I sucked the last few drips off, dressed and headed out to the video store. Mulled for a while and then entered a booth. Latin daddy, wedding ring on in the next booth. He sucked me some and then presented my favorite treat, a nice uncut latin cock! I sucked and huffed poppers until he leaned down and said ‘fuck?’ I bent over and pressed my hole to the wall and then the damn condom wrapper. I looked back and it was on. Some struggle and he applied some lube to get it in. He started picking up and pulling out and in then held still and pumped. It felt like he shot in the condom but I’m not sure if it was just a lot of lube or whether he stealth bred me. 😈 He left and there were only hustlers, tweakers and trolls Next I went downstairs and choose a booth in a well lit area thinking I’d blow a couple bucks and maybe something would come up. No sooner was I in than this big black cock comes through the wall. Yum. I would throw all caution to the wind for this one. I sucked and it grew and grew. So thick. More poppers and I got it down my throat. He pulled out and said ‘lemme see that ass’. I pushed my wet hole against the wall and he pushed a couple inches in. Again bad angle and he pulled out. I sucked some more and he got to banging the wall until I got my reward. 😋

Just bred by my regular bud. Hadn't seen him in 5 or 6 weeks. We caught up very fast when he planted a nice load deep in my hole as I rode his hard dick. He was perfect as always. Yesterday afternoon I met up with a new hot black man. He's younger than me and very young looking and pretty sure hung 8+, thick and bone hard. Some dicks are fleshy or sponge like even hard but this guy was bone hard. Solid bat. So picture perfect. We had chatted many times but he's attached. He only sucks and kisses. No anal. One of the reasons why we hadn't hooked up because I usually wanna get fucked and bred when looking. So he invites me over and when I arrive I start kissing him and we are exploring each other and then I feel the big dick. Damn hot. So hot. I got down sucking that cock and knowing this was all I was gonna get. May as well get him to shoot so I can swallow his load. He's lying back and I get in the mount position and put a lot of lube on his dick and on my ass and I start teasing his big cock. Running it between my cheeks and over the hole. sometimes stopping and pushing my hole at his head. He loves it. I love it. So intense. Sexy. Sooo want to slide down his pole. We do this for a good 40 minutes. At one point he flips me over and jabs my hole. Teasing. He's so hard and horned. We are kissing a lot and then I get him back on his back and start working his dick head again and it gets so hot that we simply started pressing hard together and in he slid. Half way. We kissed and wiggled around and he slid further inside eventually hitting bottom. Fuck, just took this big dick. I feel so hot. Just started riding and loving his hard dick. He flips me back over one more time to deliver his load. And he delivered. Held his bone deep in my ass and blasted a huge load. So buried deep. So much for the rules. I got the fuck I was hoping for.

Hi. It's been great writing up these stories. This is the only place where I don't have to hide my thoughts. Thanks again for the sweet words. ❤️ --- The next two weeks, I woke up with a pang in my head and I could tell that a flu was coming in. How turned on I was when it happened. Michael and I walked to the clinic with our hands together. As soon as the results was out, Michael smiled. My VL was at its highest. We celebrated by getting drunk and fucking each other that night. Michael had also gotten some coke to really mark it as a celebration. We fucked like animals that night. My meds was coming in a few weeks, giving me a window to fuck Alex. How my plan is now set in motion. The next day, feeling down from the amount of lines I did, I texted Alex a photo of Michael, sleeping with half the blanket covering his bare ass. “Should I fuck your dad? I’ve been resisting it since I got here. He wouldn’t though cause he loves Kate so much.” “Love? Lol that’s bullshit. And gross. Fuck me instead. It’s been weeks since you said you wanted to come by.” “Tonight. I’m taking Monday off. I’m actually getting on the bus in a few hours. See you.” “Wait, what? Where are you going to stay? Brandon is still here.” “You got a spare room right? Kat told me she stayed with you last month. Last I heard, you’re doing quite well.” “We won’t be able to do anything then.” “Hah, don’t get your hopes up ;- )”, I sent before getting on my bus. Alex really was doing well. He lived in South End, in one of those gentrified brownstones that Michael never liked. Brandon opened the door and I could tell why Alex married him. He looked like me. It was jarring. A less hotter version of me albeit taller. My narcissism made me want to fuck him though, pondering whether it would be considered masturbation. Brandon told me that Michael had a night shift and that I should make myself feel like home. We kicked it off and started drinking a bottle of wine I bought from the Walgreens near Port Authority. Brandon then asked me if I smoked pot. I forgot that it was actually legal here. We got stoned and I finally asked, “I know this sounds weird, but don’t you think we look a bit similar?” We were built the same, we had similar facial structure, and besides the difference in the size of our foreheads and my manbun, we basically had the same body hair pattern. “Hah, I actually thought of the same. Maybe we’re cousins or something. I only know that my great grandfather was Dutch.” “Makes sense. My mom descended from a Dutch family too. No wonder you were at the door already when I said I would be here at 9.” “And you were punctual, too. Would it be incest if we fucked?” He laughed. Oh Brandon, me fucking your husband would be incest since I was going to impregnate him with his father’s seed. But you know what would be a hotter idea? If I planted my seed in you and you give it to him instead. That would be even better. “No, Brandon. I doubt we’re that closely related. You’re probably a 5th cousin 3 times removed . Why? Are you into it?” I said, sensing the mood changing. “No, man. That’d be weird. Porn, maybe. But not real life.” He responded. I could see that he was having a hard on now. “So what’s that, then Brandon?” I looked at his hard on, and then back at mine. I pulled him closer and started pulling his clothes off. “No this isn’t happening. I know you and Alex have had history. I don’t want to get into this.” “Oh don’t be a prude, Brandon. You want me to fuck you. You want to know what it’s like to have someone that looks like you fuck you. I can tell you never miss a chance to look into the mirror cause I do that too. Maybe our ancestors fucked for us to have this moment now.” I told him seductively. Brandon gulped and looked at me. I can see that his hard on was outlining the lycra he was wearing. I pulled it off and dived my mouth in. While he was reclined on his sofa, I began rimming him and probing my fingers into him. He was panting now. I then asked him if I can fuck him. He said yeah hesitantly. I shoved my cock into him and let out a moan which he mirrored too. I piston fuck him to save time and ensure that my seed was planted into him quick. It really felt like I was fucking another version of me. I then heard the door open while I had his legs on my arms, deep in Brandon with his eyes rolled up, about to come closer to the gift I have.

As always, I appreciate the kind words. I couldn’t help but to continue writing more immediately after getting some positive feedback in my inbox ;- ). I hope that the next chapter will keep you entertained. I welcome any suggestions/criticisms and will try to add in more if any of you have any ideas. I also deliberately decide to not name the protagonist to let you picture yourself in his position. I prefer writing from a first person perspective anyway. --- The next 10 men who bred me continued to be as amazing as the previous ones. Each of them who fucked me felt different. I could feel the length, girth, and size of their balls thrusting into me. Cum was spilling out of my hole but I was still tight. I guess I was born for this. Even though I was being fucked for hours, I never felt bored. How I could contain my hard on in that chastity ring remains a mystery. As I was taking in my 24th or maybe 25th breeder, Michael came up to me and let me know that I was doing really well. “Take it all in. No regrets now.” He whispered with his fingers in my mouth. “I love you so much.” I said, surrendering myself fully for the first time by uttering those words that haven’t been said since I first had him in that hotel. Michael then looked at me and smiled. If it weren’t for the presence of the brotherhood, I was certain that he was tearing up a bit seeing the state I was in. “Me too, me too.” After the last person fucked me, Michael ended the night by taking my chastity off and jerk my cock off till I shot an uncountable amount of loads. After we were done, the first thing Michael said was, $25,000. That’s how much we made in 5 hours of broadcasting my fuck. 8,632 viewers. Someone had dropped $5,000 after the first 2 hours. The rest, was history. It must have been one of those premium channels that only a certain niche of subscribers could access to. “Not one of my highest though. Henry, the one with the huge balls had made me $45,000 before. You can see this Brotherhood as a coop if you’d like since I take half of it and the rest is shared equally among us. But tonight, it’s all yours since you just got here.” Lovely. I had sold my cunt for 25 grand. I have to make up to Michael in some way so I went to the leather man to get a pair of chaps and boots. While I was browsing through the vests and other leather wear that engrossed me, the assistant, a huge daddy who was wearing a tight black tanktop asked me, “That was you last night, was it?” I didn’t know what to say but to give a confused stare, before he continued, “At Michael’s. On the sling? Begging everyone to load you up and claim you into the Brotherhood?” I then saw how bushy his beard was and I connected the dots immediately. I smiled and nodded. “Of course. The 20th guy. The one who was surprised that I was still tight. How can I forget a night like that. Or a beard like that.” I answered, feeling my cock starting to rise. “Any friends of Michael’s is mine too. It is a Brotherhood after all. Anything you want is half priced. There’s more behind. Come. ” He said, leading me into another part of the store where an even larger collection of leather wears were displayed. I also then realised that he had closed the door. The room was stale and humid, indicating that the room wasn’t open to public. “I think you need a pair of bands. It’ll look good on your arm. And some new butt plugs. The one we plugged into you that night wasn’t good enough. It was for rookies. I can tell you’re way past novice now.” He then took out 3 different kinds of buttplugs with the largest being almost the size of an ostrich egg. They were all metal and had its bottom embezzled in black crystals. He then took out a 5 different kinds of jocks, two being animal printed but in leather and the others being your standard football jock. Each jock also had a cockring. I was starring at everything in awe. Finally, he took out a leather collar with the word cumdump and a bondage hood in rubber. With everything being laid on the table, he gave me an interesting sales pitch. “Now, I can sell you all these for $500, with a discounted price of $250. Or I can fuck you now, and every load I give you will get you an extra $50 off.” Cheeky. Who said you can’t mix business with pleasure especially when you have a dominant daddy who has bred you and whose name you don’t even know? He could’ve just told me that it’ll be free if he gave me 5 loads. Selling really is an art. “I can see how this place survives now. I’ll take your second offer. Michael would’ve preferred it anyway.” I said, pulling my pants off, getting closer to him and biting his lips, feeling his hard on that I’ve seen since I got in the store. “Michael is really lucky.” He said, suddenly licking my face and snogging it, getting me hard. He threw me on the table and suddenly restrained me with a chain that was kept under it. He held my ass and spit on my hole, probing me and circling it. I yelped and told him to go deeper. He then took out a huge dildo, probably around 18 inch and pushed it in me, sending me on another pane of pleasure. My eyes were rolling as he told me, “You know, you might be Michael’s carrier, and I know nothing would break that bond, but I can take you on a journey to open up your deeper desires.” Still thrusting the dildo in me. He was right in a way. His dick was huger and longer. He was big, but it would be a nice change to Michael’s toned figure. With this daddy, I can cushion myself in him, making spooning feel like I’m wearing a warm mink blanket. “You don’t know what Michael and I have. I can be your bitch and cumdump and Michael wouldn’t care because he and I have something that can’t be explained.” “So, you accept my proposal?” He took out the dildo and I could now feel the tip of his cock. “Certainly.” I replied willingly. With that, he got into me and fucked me like a pig who hadn’t been fed in years. 5 loads I thought to myself. All for free fetish gear. How beautiful my life has turned out to be. This daddy was quick to come. He came in me 5 times within 20 minutes. It must have been lunch time because no one came in the store. After his last load, he started licking from my hole up to my mouth, with his cum spreading in a line on my back, mixed with both his and my sweat. He then asked me for my name. I replied and asked his. “Nate.” He replied, confusing me as I instantly thought of Michael’s previous lover. Or was it just a coincidence? Looking back, Michael never showed me any photos of Nate, and he was sad but always annoyed when I ask of him. “Wait.. didn’t Michael and you...” “He said I’m dead, right? Of course he did. Did he say I died in Long Island? I hear sometimes he say Fire Island. Still the same Michael. We never spoke of what happened but I’m always at his breeding parties. It’s the only time I’m back at that loft I used to call home. It’s interesting how even after everything that happened, we still respect the code of the brotherhood.” I was confused even more. Why wouldn’t Michael acknowledge him? How can Michael talk about him as though he was dead? How often does he talk to Michael? Was I going to be discarded like Nate had been, flagged as a dead to the man who made me discover myself? “What happened? I can’t believe this. He always avoided talking about you.” “Well, I guess it was partially my fault. You see, I’ve always told him to try and reconnect with his family. He told me about Kate and Alex. One night, I was at West Side Club alone and I saw this hot man who looked like a younger version of Michael. Unlike Michael, he was blonde. He too was alone and I could tell it was his first time. I was attracted to him instantly. I walked over and started talking to him. “You’re a sexy stud. Is it your first time?” “Yeah, I just moved into the city. Feeling a bit adventurous.” “What’s your name?” “Alex.” “Well Alex, what are you looking for tonight?” I asked him, not realizing that this boy could be my lover’s isolated son. “Nothing too extreme. I’m just trying to forget tonight.” He responded, telling me how he was having feelings for his sister’s boyfriend that was about to be his brother-in-law. I then asked him more and he told me how he would always blow this dude every thanksgiving, feeding on his cum more than cranberry sauce. I told him that he shouldn’t worry and I guided my cock to his mouth. He was a good blow actually. I then fucked him hard without any mercy. He screamed good. I really did a stretch on that one. After we were done, I asked more about him and he said that he just started his residency at NYU and so on. He also told me of his father who was living here and how he wasn’t sure whether he wanted to contact or not. The curious part of me made me ask his father’s name. As I heard the first name, I instantly got hard and told him that I had to leave because he was too young for me. I didn’t even tell him my name. I couldn’t get my mind off of the fact that I fucked Michael’s son.” “When I told Michael, he got angry at me. He told me that he didn’t want to combine his life here with his previous life. We were still on good terms at that point but what broke the camel’s back was when I started to look up on Alex and found out that he was interning at the hospital Michael and I go to. I decided to schedule a meeting with him and his dad once and that was when Michael came home and was livid. It’s probably because he didn’t want his son to know of his condition. I mean, who cares, we’re undetectable at this point. Maybe he had always built this illusion that he could have separate lives. Anyway, he got angry at me that he decided to ‘kill’ me in a sense where he dismissed the last 20 years we were together, as though it was nothing. He said that there was no point now that it’s combined.” As I listened to Nate, I can see it all coming together now. Why Michael wanted me. Not only because he loved me for the way I was but because he’s deciding to embrace his hidden life with his previous one and combine it as one. What other way to prove this but to fuck your son-in-law? Incest was not in his cards and I know that Michael was not that extreme to fuck Alex. Which is why he wanted Alex to stay far from the Brotherhood. Nate continued, “At first, I thought it would be any normal fight we usually have but one day, he packed all my things. Ridiculous. I was in no mood to argue cause our breeding party was in a few days. I asked him whether I was still welcomed and he told me, “Strictly for the parties” like I was a fucking caterer. Other than that, we don’t contact each other anymore. We have fucked a few times during those parties but it was all temporary. Every time I fucked him and he says that he wants me back, I am dealt with rejection and no text back. It’s been 4 years now so I’m getting used to it.” If only Nate knew what I was going to do with Alex. Or if he knew that I was the brother-in-law that Alex desperately wanted. I love how Michael and I have a secret relationship. Sure, people know we’re together. But no one here knows who I am. I told Nate thanks for the leather gear and the story but I met Michael online and I was from Rochester. The fact that Alex didn’t name me saved my ass from being put in an even more peculiar situation. I left the store, with new gears and fresh load in my hold. When Michael got home, he asked me what I bought. I told him that my ass was loaded with Nate’s and that everything in the paper bag was a 5 cum-load discount. “So, you met him.” “How do you even tell people that your ex is dead? Isn’t that a bit rude? I didn’t know you can be so dramatic. To think that I sympathise with you when we first met with your sob story of Nate.” “Please, even before we fucked you were already in love with me when you saw my P.A. at that urinal. You couldn’t hid your lips pursing, containing your salivation for me. Plus, that was all the past. Why are we digging it back? Are you into Nate now? Wow, you really love me that you want to screw everyone I love and loved, don’t you?” he taunted me. I was silent. I really don’t know why I was so involved with Michael. I have never been fixated on someone for so long. It’s as though he had been a part of me since forever. I used to not believe in the concept of soulmates but I think with Michael, it was because no matter who I fucked, he was still the only one that would satisfy me. With Alex, it was another foreign territory but that’s because of our limited experience in only having vanilla sex. Perhaps he could be a contender. But I know Nate was all for show. “Maybe. Are you angry? Has my flare worn out since I might be carrying your seed now? Am I now just part of your brotherhood and that you’re scouting for another potential cumdump to replace me?” I snarked. He came up to me, pulled me from my shirt and pushed me on the wall, touching my mouth first before kissing me. “No one could replace you. You know that. I know we like to tease, but don’t hurt my feelings.” He said, kissing me more and slurping my ear, sending me to an overdrive. I don’t know whether I regretted saying what I said because if not, I wouldn’t be pushed up the wall now. He then looked me in the eyes, “Okay? I love you.” He finally said. After 48 hours. Took him long enough. “Okay” I said before he carried me into the room and fucked me missionary style. I arched my hip on to him, pulling him in with my hole. This was one of the fucks we’ve had where we didn’t just fuck for the sake of it being a fuck. It was love. I know this because his facial expression wasn’t with lust but with care. I could feel his load in me now and I started to come hands free. Having my cum jetted on my chest and face, Michael slowly licked them up and kissed me. We looked at each other while laying on the bed. “I need you to know that you’re different. I trust you and I need you to trust me. I’ve never felt like this with anyone. Nate was holding me back. I knew that I couldn’t get him involve with my family.” “Yeah. Don’t worry. Let’s forget what I said. I didn’t know it would hurt your feelings. I’m sorry. I just thought that we were still teasing. You’re special to me too, Michael. And I trust you too but I still have some doubts that this won’t last.” “Don’t ever say that.” He said as he pulled me up and fucked me with my hands on the headboard now. Planting in me another 2 loads. “I hope you are initiated soon so that we don’t have any doubts any more. Whatever happened today, just forget about it. I’m not going to disallow you from fucking Nate, but please don’t mention him. Even during our parties.” “I won't.” Was the only response that was needed before we slept. As long as I have his permission to fuck Nate, I was okay. Even if Michael was bored of me, I know Nate would go for his sloppy seconds.

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.

This neg guy messaged me on BBRT. He was specifically looking to convert to Poz. During our exchange of messages I explained to him that I am now very unwell, and as a consequence my home is an utter filthy mess. That didn't deter him. Now for the real test of his authenticity ... If he wanted what I could give him, he would do some housework for me, and help me have a bath to wash my wasting skinny body. He agreed. We arranged for him to visit the following day. The next day came, and he messaged asking if we were still on. OK, he was serious! I gave him my address, and told him I would leave the door off of the latch so he could just come in. 6pm arrived, he was bang on time. He entered my living room where I was watching TV. I hit the mute button. He was as his photos suggested, well built rugby build, clean shaven. A very handsome 27 year old. 'Hey Sexy'. 'Hello Sir'. 'Strip naked. Keep your trainers on,'. He did as instructed. Although once I saw he was wearing a tight hugging Jock Strap I ordered he leave that on too. 'Come over here between my legs, facing away from me'. Again, he obeyed. And I had a good grope of his sweet neg ASS. 'NICE. Very Firm'. I ordered he clean my bathroom, mop and hoover floors, and gather the huge lot of rubbish scattered all over the place as a result of not being in the best of health. After cleaning in his Jock & Trainers he ran me a bath. As he washed me we spoke ... 'Is this what you want to end up like, sick and decrepit?' 'Yes Sir. It might seem crazy to most, but, it is what I need. What I deserve. And I want to know for sure who my 'Gifter' is, so I can remember him fondly, always carrying a piece of him inside me'. Having bathed me, he dried my scrawny pale body. Naked, dry, and with finally a good wash I walked into my now tidier living room, stood in front of the TV and began channel flicking . The rugby build boy without a word knelt before me, took my flaccid Dick into his mouth, pulled on my balls. I was in no time very hard. With one hand controlling the remote, the other held behind his head as I rocked my hips. I threw the remote to the floor as I got more and more turned on, now with both hands pulling his face in tightly as I began fucking his face. Out of breath I pulled out, stood back so he could see me full length... 'You sick Bastard coming here to get converted ... This REALLY what you want?' 'Oh GOD YES Sir. Destroy me and my future'. 'You sick nasty pig'. His face lit up when I said that, as he nodded in agreement with a big happy smile on his face. I took him to the bedroom where I had a vinyl play-sheet ready on the floor. He brought his little rucksack with him, from which he took out a toothbrush, he handed it to me and got on all 4's. 'Make me bleed Sir'. 'You are one fucked up pig'.

It took me many years to feel comfortable being bred. I grew up during the AIDS onslaught and had friends, acquaintances and friends of friends killed by it. Treatments and drugs started making an impact, but I felt permanently scarred by the fear. I always carried condoms and made every Top use them. I felt safe(r) but still didn’t trust myself to remain a safe sex only Bottom. I had had friends that I trusted enough to start taking tentative steps like letting them cum in my mouth and later swallowing. Some thoughts I was fooling myself and was living a hypocritical life if I thought my practices made me bulletproof. Eventually, it began to wear on me. Safe sex was a chore so I began exploring my options. I had an older friend that was a Top and had been suggesting for quite some time that I was denying myself an experience that I’d regret not trying. He convinced me and we got together for my first breeding. It was incredible! I felt more connected and my level of desire was enhanced. Once he entered me the excitement was enhanced by know his precum was leaking into me with each stroke and that his cum was simply the coup d gras. I felt every spurt. I’d cum enough times to know how he was feeling as his cum shot out but this time it was against my skin and inside me. I still do do not play with strangers unprotected. I use PREP. I am not anxious to acquire HIV or and STD. I also only party raw with men I know and trust. Having lived a harsh life in the desert of safe sex, the slow trickle from a spring was life changing. I’m in a much more satisfying place in my life.

I am not poz yet, decided get a biohazard tattoo yesterday, to signify that I take all loads not matter the status. Hopefully I will be poz breed very soon!

The best way to be 'initiated', rough, raw and by 'legions' taking their turns, celebrating total promiscuity! I say that in hindsight as all of the drugging, 'non-consensual', UNSAFE behavior would have abhorred me once! Now I'm 'on-board' with it!

I just realized this was a 15 yo kid! Nothing justifies having any sex with anyone under the age of consent. I apologize for any of my comments that I made regarding this issue.

Thanks for your comments Unfortunately there was a lot going on the last days, so I only finished one next chapter - but be sure, I will continue it =========================================== Chapter 3 I woke up as the morning sunlight fell on my face. I really like this one moment, when you’re partly sleeping and awaking from a good dream. But this time, this moment was kind of skipped and I was wide awake instantly. My memories of the night before started out in a blur, but the pictures got clearer within a blink of an eye. I felt the soreness of my ass, but it felt great and so my cock started growing and twitching. In that moment I heard Ken moving in the kitchen. I don’t know what I actually expected. One part of me hoped for him not being upset about last night, while the other half wished that he was and that he would be so full of anger that he would rape me as soon as he would see me. But what happened really got me off guard. “Morning. Coffee’s ready but we forgot to buy fresh milk.” “Ah, ok.” The radio played music. I looked at Ken, waiting for him to say something. “Did you sleep well? You look kind of tired…” – “Alex, you ok?” I started to wonder if I just had a very vivid dream last night. Maybe the weed did a better job as I thought it had. I fought myself back to reality. “Everything’s fine, dude. Just need a shower to wake up!” When I came back into the kitchen, Ken had already left. I remembered he told me that Annie’s mothers’ birthday was on and he would take the train to their city. Even after the shower and two mugs of coffee I still felt weird and tired, and as I had nothing on my agenda for the day, I went to the living room and laid down on the sofa to watch some tv. I must have slept all day, because it was after sunset that I woke up to the sound of the door banging. Ken stumbled in the living room, smiling wide and kind of singing. “Hey Alex….you shshsh…should have been there. It was a great garden party… soooooo many nice people… and a lot of booze”. According to his slurred speech he must have drunk a lot. “Annie had invited some other gay friends because she thought she invited you too.” “Nah, she didn’t mention anything to me!” “Anyway… I feel I owe you some fun… There’s still some weed from yesterday… I’m gonna get it for us.” In fact, by that time I thought that all of my last night experience must have happened only in my head. My sick, perverted brain wanted to have some fun and obviously the weed had turned my mind to a top-perfoming virtual sex device and – although still feeling exhausted from that experience – I wouldn’t mind repeating it. When Ken came back with a joint in his hand, he had changed his cloth. He wore shorts and an open button-down shirt. He lit the joint, took a hit and gave it to me before going to the kitchen. He told me everything that happened at the party, what food had been served and how lovely that cake had looked like. When he sat down again, I noticed that I had finished the joint all by myself. Kenny looked at me, grinned and got another joint out of the pocket of his shirt. That second one was shared evenly between the two of us, but as I wasn’t used to weed at all and smoked the first one all by myself, it was me of cause, who really got high first. We talked about a lot trash and laughed a lot, when all out of a sudden Kenny’s face changed. “What are you thinking of?” “Huh? I don’t know… I start to feel dizzy and I think I wanna go to my room and close my eyes for a moment”, I answered. His eyes flashed a little as he took the last hit of the joint. “OK, little fag. Go to your room. I’ll be following in a few seconds, and if you’re not awaiting me ass up, face down, I’m going to beat the shit out of you!”, be bellowed. And by the look in his eyes I was sure, he wasn’t joking… I did like I was told. “Close your eyes and open your mouth, dirty little slut!” Ken pushed his hard dick down my throat, so hard that I had problems breathing. “You’re doing better than my last roomie.” My eyes widened. “Yeah, you’re not the first fag serving me. But you’re the first one tricking me into cheating Annie….. She doesn’t deserve something like this, so I will have to take revenge on you.” In that moment I felt something cold on my hole. “You remember I told you about the gay friends Annie invited? One of them is Tommy. I think you would call him a bear – big and hairy. But he is kind of desperate lately – his boyfriend cheated on him and now he’s poz. Suck my dick, you filthy faggot!” I was a little astonished due to this twist in his speech, but as he turned back to his commanding, ‘evil’ self I got more and more turned on and started devouring his cock. I did not know what happened to me, but as Kenny continued calling me a cumslut, a fag and other things while making comments about cheating sluts should be treated adequately, my mind started taking over. Using a moment of breathing I screamed “You’re right. I should be punished for making you cheat on Annie”. I went back to his cock. “Mhh… I know… What would be appropriate?... How about paying the rent for the next year by yourself?.... Or, do you wanna get pozzed?....Or…” “yeah, make me poz”, I answered. I really liked dirty talk a lot and was pleased that Ken would participate in that. “So, that’s what you want? Become a toxic fag?” – “Oh yeah” “Argh…… have to disappoint you with that… unfortunately I don’t have a gift for you….” His dick throbbed in my mouth and shot after shot of his cum ran down my throat. As the good bottom I am claiming myself to be, I got happy and relaxed after his orgasm. I sucked a little more on his cock and looked in his face. He had his eyes closed and smiled in a weird way. Then he opened his eyes, took the bottle of poppers that had been untouched until now, removed the lid and hold it under my nose. My dizzy and high mind got more dizzy, as the poppers rush set in. He looked me in the eye, his grin getting even weirder. “I don’t have a gift for you ……….. but Tommy has!” In that second, I felt a fat cock pressing into my hole. The weight of the intruder pressed my body down to the bed and I felt a big, hairy guy fucking my ass. “Please be aware, that Tommy is a little special with his gifts – he wont take anything back, but will make sure, that you will get it properly!” (t.b.c.)

Hello everybody, So I was home alone last night and I decided to have some dick buried in my ass. Living in a small city (Coventry, UK) it was a bit hard to find people that I might be into (usually daddies, bears, cut dicks), but I managed to score 3 loads in my ass. It was around 9PM when I went on Grindr, Scruff, BBrt, GROWLr and FabGuys. I managed to find a guy in his 40, tall, very pale, in a way posh English guy with, I would say a 6” cut dick, from what he’s told me I managed to work his dick very passionately (so passionately I kind of bled on his cock) that he came in around 10 minutes. Next it was a guy in his late 40s, handsome, dad bod and very hairy with somewhere around 7” long and super girthy dick that literally killed me, he was rough and knew how to play inside, I asked him a few good times to stop or I’d come hands free, and I would completely be down for it if I was in a sling where I could pee while coming, not in my room hahah. He gave me a load after an hour or so and spent the night (I kind of need someone to cuddle me, yo). Then when the second woke up to go to work I woke up too, went on Grindr and I took my last load from someone that was in his 50s I’d say and had an uncut dick, not really bigger than the second one but good enough. I was so sore from the other two because all we had for lube was spit and no poppers or alcohol were consumed the night before, that I barely managed to take him in for 5 minutes until he came too. but that’s it, I went to sleep after and now I’m just telling you this story

The taboo subject of satanism is damn hot for sure. Being fucked by demon cock, taking aids loads and just being corrupt

Ryan arrived at Jonny's place and text him. Ryan - I am here Jonny - You are late bitch Ryan - Sorry Jonny - door is open, when you come in place your clothes to the left of the door on the bench and go to the shower and shower up but leave the butt plug in. Ryan - Okay, coming in now. Ryan entered and went to the shower. He wondered how Jonny knew he had a butt plug while he cleaned up and showered. He heard text as he was drying off and grabbed his phone. Jonny - Go to the bed and grab the blindfold and put it on and hold the poppers and get on all fours on the end of the bed. Ryan - Okay going in down. Minutes later he hard noises behind him and then he felt hands on his ass and two on his face lifting his head up and slapping his face with a dick. Ryan opened his mouth and sucked his dick. The hands on his ass were playing with his ass and the butt plug. One guy grabbed it and started to pulled it and Ryan started to pull off the dick and the guy using his mouth said no fucking way whore and shoves hid head back down on his dick while his hole hurt like fuck as the but plug was pulled out. A mouth went on Ryan's ass as Jonny said straight boy cum in here. He has four loads in there as the guy eating my loose hole tonged and ate my hole. The guy fucking my throat sounded like he was getting close but pulled out right before cumming and another dick fucked my throat. There were five guys who fucked Ryan's throat like that before the guy eating the cum out of Ryan's ass took a break and some T was put in Ryan's ass and Ryan was given a shot glass to down of some G. The guy who ate his hole came to fuck his throat while one of the guys lubed his hand and played with Ryan's hole fingering him and Ryan pushed back while guys played with his nipples and rubbed his balls and sensitive dick. The guy fingering him had four fingers in him and then he slide two more from his other hand and pulled Ryan's hole apart. The guy who had been eating his hole started to moan and shot his load down Ryan's throat and the guy came a ton and Ryan coughed and gagged. He pulled out and his dick was replaced by another and then Ryan was flying and his hole felt amazing. The guy pulled out and asked Ryan if he liked his hole played with and Ryan said yes, it feel so good. Ryan heard spray and then a rag was put in his mouth and he inhaled while the guy behind him slide all four fingers and his thumb in and twisted back and fourth till his hand popped in Ryan's hole. Ryan gasped in pleasure and said oh fuck yea. The guy who had fed him the Impact was taping Ryan as he was moaning and telling everyone how much he loves his hole played with. Then he asked him if he wanted more and Ryan said don't stop. Please don't stop. The guy laughed and said we have no intention of stopping boy. The guy fisting him stopped and said who is next, another guy came up and Ryan felt his fingers slide into his hole and he shook and said he has thick fingers. The guys hands were much bigger than the fist guy. He played with Ryan's hole while Ryan moaned and said fuck, that feels amazing. Impact spray again and rag in Ryan's mouth and the guys twisted and pressed and he almost go inside and he took a break. Third guy came up hand lubed and while Ryan was still flying four fingers and then thumb and a twist right and leave and he eased his hand inside Ryan and Ryan said ohhhhh Yea, that's it. Five minutes later the guy with his fist in his hole pulled out and Jonny fisted that faggot hole and after everyone except the muscle bound guy with huge hands had fisted the kid everyone went into the bedroom except the guy videoing Ryan and Muscle guy who's name Ryan heard as the guy filming said Dino that is hot at one point in videoing. Dino, pressed Ryan's legs part and got a big dildo out of hi bag and lubed it up and pressed it against Ryan's hole. It did not want to go in either but Dino worked it from every angle and finally Ryan's hole began to give way. The head popped in and Ryan said omg I so full, It's so big fuck!!! Dino pulled it out and gave the kid some more T and took some G in a syringe and shot it in his ass. Then he lubed up the dildo head again and pressed it against the kids hole and worked it and Ryan was panting and saying omg that feels so good and the head popped in again. Dino twisted it back and fourth while applying pressure and the guy video taping the kid asked him hot that felt. Ryan said that is the mot amazing feeling I have ever had in my life. Dino kept pushing in and he had four inches in the boy then five. He would pull it out and the push it back in and the kid was asking for more please every time Dino pulled out the Dildo and once Dino had gotten seven inches into this cunt he pulled the dildo all way out and admired Ryan's gaping hole. The guy video taping came over and videoed it and Dino lubed up his hand and worked Ryan's hole and his begging for more dildo stopped and he was moaning again and this time once Dino got his fist at the right angle it only took four twist and Dino popped his hand in the boy ass. Ryan was totally fucked up and he loved the feeling but it hurt still and although he was saying Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, omg, omg and omg. He said too much, I can't stop as Dino flexed his hand and twisted it a little. The guy who was videoing called to the others that it was happening and they all came in and Jonny came and fed Ryan poppers ten hits and then sprayed impact and put the rag in his mouth and the begging to stop turned to holy fuck, that is so hot! This went on for twenty minutes as Dino tugged on his hole pulling his all lips out and then his fist all the way out and then doing it all over again and working his cunt. Ryan moaning and groaning as his hole was wrecked. Dino was jacking his dick with his other hand and he finally pulled his hand out of the boy and shoved his big dick inside and shot his load. Ryan said thank you Sir. Dino patted him on the back and said boy we have a lot more fun in our future. With that he grabbed his bag and went into the other room. With that Johnny got on the bed and slipped under me and slide his dick in my hole and another guy got on top of me slide in beside Jonny and the ten inch dick that fucked my throat slide in between them and I now had three dicks in my hole and they fucked me till Jonny and the guy on top unloaded and then the other two took their places the guy who ate my ass slide under and the other on top and then ten inch guy slide in between their fat cocks and thy all three fucked me and the guy on top came and kept fucking me and the guy who ate my ass was next and finally the guy with ten inches came. The guys cleaned up and I collapsed on the bed horny to cum. I felt a bigger butt plug being worked into my hole and then I heard the shower. Jonny was taking a shower and he came out and said you are such a good whore. I have one more surprise for you. Ryan was still blindfold and had tina dick. Ryan heard the door bell and turned Ryan over and positioned him with his head off the bed and his body laying on the bed. When he came back he had two guys with him Ryan later found out and they started sucking and licking on Ryan, his nipples and abs and finally his tina dick and balls. Ryan was moaning. Jonny went over to his mouth and started to fuck his throat while he watched the guys orally please Ryan and rise his dick and tease it not getting him too close to coming. Soon Jonny came down Ryan's throat and one of the guys leaned over and make out with Ryan while the other sucked his almost hard dick and while Ryan and this guy were kiss, Ryan came in the guys mouth. The guy kissing him broke the kiss and let the other guy with a beard make out with Ryan sharing Ryan;s cum. The first guy to kiss went back to sucking and licked Ryan all over and the guy with a beard got up and took Ryan's head and began to fuck Ryan's throat with what had to be 8 inches. Ryan's dick was getting semi hard again and before long he came again. His body shook while his throat was fucked and soon the guy fucking his throat unloaded, pulled out and got dressed and left. The clean shaven guy got up and came over and kissed Ryan again and then fed him a thick 7" dick and Ryan sucked and it did not take long for the clean shaven guy to cum hard to and Ryan swallowed and nursed him and he too pulled out and got dressed and left. Jonny came back in and said boy you did really well tonight. He helped him get up in bed and he turned off the lights and curled up with Ryan as he shook and tried to sleep. Eventually they both feel asleep Jonny holding Ryan tight.

Just had an experience that i'd hadn't had in a while. Chatted with a guy on bbrt who was at a bookstore and went to meet him. He was goodlooking with a nice fat cock so i immediately doffed my sweats and t-shirt and slipped out of my shoes so I was stark naked in the hallway of the bookstore so a lot of other guys guys saw me naked as well. He said loudly that he was going to fuck my ass and we went into a room where i bent over. Didn't realize he was tripping on tina and he came up my ass and then proceeded to piss in me with his chem loaded piss. Being the obedient cum slut i tried to keep the piss in me and i ended up absorbing some of his chempiss. I went horny wild. I know i released the piss in the room ... sorry to the cleanup guy! .... and went into total whore mode. I remember walking the hall naked and telling guys to fuck my ass. Not sure how many did but i came back to my senses a couple hours later coveted in cum and with a sleazy guy pounding my ass. He finished and a few more guys took their turn on my ass before i found my clothes in an adjacent room and left with cum leaking down my balls and inside of my legs. Not sure how i made it home.

Ryan was turned on by the idea that someone would pay for his cum but he knew it was wrong. Dustin was texting while they walked and after three blocks east and four north they arrived at a flat. Dustin walked up and led me inside and told me to strip. He them put a blindfold on me and led me into the living room and had me get on my knees. Ryan followed his instruction and then he felt two guys in front of him and Dustin told Ryan to get to work. Ryan put his hands out and felt two legs and rubbed his hands gently up and eventually found the cocks. Both uncut, he was growing fond of uncut dick, he lifted one and moved in and started sucking. He went to the biggest one naturally and guy started to moan. Ryan jacked the other dick while be sucked what grew to be a fat dick. Dustin let him suck the guy for awhile and then pulled his head off and put it over to the other guys semi hard dick., Ryan sucked what started out to be a thin dick about three inches hanging and it grew to just over nine and half inches with a medium thickness. Ryan sucked and the guy grabbed his head and began to fuck his throat and told Dustin nice fucking throat on the boy. Ryan was distracted as the other guy came around and spread his legs and slapped his fat dick on Ryan's ass. The guy turned to Dustin and asked if Ryan had cum in his ass. Yep! Two loads Dustin said with a grin. Fucking nice the guy said as he spread Ryan's ass check and hole and let cum drip onto his big dick then pressed in and impaled Ryan while he was gagging on that big dick in his throat. The guy fucking his throat let up and Ryan panted trying to catch his breath and then he grabbed his head and shoved his dick back in his throat. This took place three more times before the guy shot his load down Ryan's neck and left his dick in Ryan's mouth it was half its size and he pulled it out. The guy immediately turned around and shoves his ass in Ryan's face and made Ryan eat his hole while his buddy fucked Ryan even hard and shoved deep and came in the boy. Then he pulled out and came over and took the other guys place and made Ryan suck and clean off his dick. Once he was satisfied the other guy came over and had shoved his ass back in Ryan's face and made him eat his hole. Ryan ate while the other guy got dressed and asked Dustin you said $300.00 right? Dustin said yep! The guy handed him some cash and said have him back here on Tuesday I have more plans for him and there is $500.00 in it for you. With that the guy Ryan was eating out turned around and jacked off his dick and told Ryan to open his mouth and she shot a load in the kids mouth and walked into a bedroom and left Dustin and Ryan there. Dustin told Ryan he was suck a good whore and told him to get dressed and Ryan took the blindfold off and he got dressed and they left. Dustin asked Ryan for his phone and he called his number and programmed himself into the phone. Dustin said I am going to text you later on tonight about tomorrow morning. I will give you instructions Fag and Dustin walked off. Ryan put his phone in his pocket and found his way back and went to the office.

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.

I don’t think I’m your typical gay man. I’m about 5’11, 160 lbs., shaved head, full beard and mustache, with a ton of ink and very versatile with play. I find piercings, especially prince albert and septum piercings, very erotic. I also love bearded and heavily tattooed guys. I have always been instantly turned on by the kinkier, sleazier side of sex. I enjoy going to the bathhouses, bookstores, and love gloryhole sex. Watersports parties, getting soaked with piss and drinking piss from “the tap” are all very hot to me. I also get into slings, toys, and dirty talk with sex. But I also have a turn on for taboo sex. Taboo bareback sex!! I have never been into condoms. I love bareback sex, anonymous bareback sex. I’ve taken a ton of cum down my throat. I have fucked guys bareback and cum in them. I love getting fucked bareback too, but I have never let a guy cum in my ass. I’ve resisted my desire to be a cum dump for a long time for fear of contracting HIV, even though I go online and chat with guys about my desire to take poz cum and get charged up. I have even seen guys walking down the street with biohazard tattoos on their arms, proudly displaying their HIV status. Just the sight of their biohazard tattoo gives me an instant erection. My desire to knowingly take poz cum has grown more and more difficult to resist. I no longer want to resist this turn on. I want to take load after load of poz cum and charge up. It consumes my thoughts. It’s 6pm on a Friday night in Chicago, and it has been a long week. It’s a beautiful day, sunny and warm. To kick off my weekend I decided to head to my favorite corner coffee shop and have a light dinner. I ordered my usual latte and sandwich and decided to grab a table in the outdoor dining area and unwind. I love people watching and cruising, and today is no exception. The streets of Boystown are busy as usual with sexy men. It’s been about 20 minutes, and I’ve had plenty of eye candy to enjoy. Then I spot him. He rounds the corner. My eyes travel up and down his trim body. He’s just my type of guy, nicely built with a shaved head, long beard, and full sleeves of ink. Curls of hair stick out above the neck line of his t-shirt. As he walks past me to enter the coffee shop I can see the outline of his cock down the right leg of his jeans. I can feel my cock pulsing with approval in my pants. After a few minutes he remerges from the coffee shop and sits a few tables from me. I glance over at him from time to time, trying not to stare. As I look back at him my eyes make their way up his perfect body. I’m caught. He’s staring directly into my eyes. He looks at me continuously then gives me a nod with a little grin. His eyes stay fixed on me for a brief moment, then he gets up and approaches my table. As he put out his hand he said, “Hi, I’m Paul.” I reached out and shook his hand. He had a firm handshake. “I’m Adam.” “Care if I join you, Adam?” “Of course not, have a seat.” “I couldn’t help but notice you checking me out. I know you definitely caught my eye too.” I grinned and nervously chuckled then said, “Yeah, I’m guilty. I have a thing for guys with beards and tattoos, and you’re quite handsome….hard to take my eyes off you.” He said, “Well, I like the same things in my men. I wonder what else turns you on.” After a slight pause he said, “This is going to sound like such a line, but do you come here often, because this is one of my favorite spots, and I don’t remember seeing you here before today?” “yeah, I come here pretty often. This is my favorite coffee shop. We must have been missing each other.” “Well, I’d love to run into you here again, Adam. I was admiring your beard and tattoos…. You’re very sexy.” “Thanks. I have a lot of tattoos. I have a lot more planned and want to get my neck and hands inked too.” “A man after my heart…..woof. So what are you doing tonight? Want to hang out…maybe grab a beer?” “Sure, I’d love to.” “I usually hang out at a bar down the road. Want to head there for a few?” “Yes….definitely.” Paul walked out of the coffee shop ahead of me. He had a nice round ass that filled out his jeans so nicely. This man was really turning me on. We walked side by side to the bar, occasionally brushing against each other lightly as we walked. “So, Adam, I’m curious. You like beards and tattoos just like me. What else turns you on?” “Oh, I think I would surprise you, Paul. I can be a bit kinky.” “Ooooh, you got my attention,” as Paul touched me on the arm. “Tell me more….what’s kinky to you?” “Well, I know it’s not for everyone, but I get into watersports.” We arrived at the bar, and as we were walking in he said, “So, what do you enjoy with watersports? Getting pissed on, pissing on guys? Drinking piss?” I didn’t answer right away as we sat down at the bar and ordered two beers. We got our beers and Paul immediately continued our conversation. “So, you were telling me about your turn on to watersports…..” “Well, anything goes with piss for me. What do you think about that?” Paul reached over, grabbed my hand, and rubbed it across his crotch and down his leg. I could feel his cock was semi hard. I took my hand and grasped his rod. It was tightly pressed against his jeans and felt about 7 to 8 inches long. “Does that answer your question?” I could feel my cock getting hard in my jeans as I said, “I guess you are into piss play too.” “You bet I am, and a lot more.” “Like what?” “Well, I also love toys, and slings, and I only bareback when I play. I love cum.” This man was reading my mind. I felt like every word would make me melt right into his arms. “Now you have my cock getting hard, Paul.” Paul reached over and rubbed my leg then lightly brushed his hand across my semi hard cock. “So you like to bareback too?” “Yeah, I love bareback and love cum, but I’ve never let a guy cum in my ass. I’m still neg.” “Well, I’d love to be the first to cum in your ass, if you want me to, Adam.” My heart was beating faster and my cock was nearly fully erect at the thought of Paul filling my ass with his huge cock and cum. “There’s only one thing, Adam.” “What’s that?” Paul looked a little nervous too, “Once I start there’s no pulling out, ……and…..” Then Paul slowly lifted his shirt, lowered his jeans a bit, and showed me the tattoo on his abdomen. “See that tattoo?” “Yes.” “You know what it means don’t you?” He had a bold, black, biohazard tattoo just above his pubic line on the right side of his abdomen. My cock was raging hard, pulsing in my jeans. I was so turned on and so scared at the same time. Paul looked directly into my eyes, waiting for my response. “Yeah, I know what it means.” “And, how does that make you feel?” My eyes lit up, “You’re poz!! Do you want to poz me up?” “Well, if you want it, I’d love to give you my poz load.” I reached over and took Paul’s hand and rubbed it across my hard cock. “I guess that’s a yes. I was a little nervous, because I really like you, but I’d love to give you my seed.” I said, “This has been a fantasy of mine for so long. I’ve held back from being the cum pig I want to be, because I was afraid to poz….but yes, I want this. I have jacked off so many times fantasizing about taking toxic loads.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure. I want this!!” Why do you want it?” “I’ve been craving to play uninhibited and take all the poz cum I can get and poz up. I love cum. I want to be a poz, cum pig. I’m tired of resisting my turn on to poz.” “Well, Adam, I chased to poz, and I love being charged up. It’s also a huge turn on of mine, and I love to gift. I’ve been poz for just over two years, and I’m not on meds. You better be sure about this, because there’s a really good chance you will poz tonight if we do this. I have a fairly high viral load, so I’m pretty toxic.” It felt so good to talk to someone in person with the same turn on. I was so nervous, but wanted this so badly. Paul slowly reached up, put his hand on the back of my neck and head, and looked me directly in the eye. He leaned over and his lips slowly touched mine. Then he slid his tongue deep into my mouth and gave me the most erotic, passionate, French kiss I ever had. Then he whispered in my ear, “I’m going to fill your ass with every drop of my poz cum tonight.” He then slid his hand onto my thigh and pressed his leg against mine. I leaned into his shoulder and slid my hand on his thigh and firmly grasped his hard cock. He kissed me again and said, “I have to take a piss, then do you want to head to my place?” “Yes, I’d love to.” Paul got up and walked into the bathroom. I got up and followed him. He was standing at the urinal trying to piss when I walked in. I came up behind him and slid my hands across his ass to his waist. Then I led him into the bathroom stall, and got down on my knees. I licked the head of his cock, then engulfed the head of his hard dick in my mouth. His cock was a full 8.5 inches, and my shaft was rock hard with excitement. I pressed firmly against my hard cock in my pants. “You want my piss too?” “Yes, feed me.” Paul stood still, fully erect, “Here it comes.” I felt the first drop of piss leak out of his piss hole. The sweet, salty taste made my cock even harder. Then he fed me more of his piss giving me enough to fill my mouth as I gulped every drop down. He slowly emptied every drop of piss down my throat then pulled me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me, then hugged me. Our hard cocks pressed firmly against each other. “Do you have to piss too?” “Oh yeah.” Paul grinned, and slid down in front of me to his knees. He unzipped my jeans and pulled out my erect cock. We could both piss with hard-ons. He took my cock into his mouth, sucked it slowly then stopped with the tip of my cock in his mouth….waiting for me to feed him. I slowly let out a small amount of piss, stopping the stream each time I filled his mouth for him to gulp it down. As I was filling his mouth with piss he pulled my cock out of his mouth letting piss run down his beard and drip onto his shirt and pants. He slipped the head of my cock back into his mouth and I gave him every drop of my piss. Then I pulled him to his feet, tucked my cock into my pants and zipped up. Paul wiped the piss into his beard, took me by the hand and led me out of the bar heading to his apartment. I was excited and trembling. The thought of Paul giving me what I wanted raced through my mind. I could be pozzing tonight. I glanced over at Paul and he gave me a smile and took my hand in his. “Trust me. I know you’re a little scared to take this step, but we’ll take this slowly. I know you want this and you will love being poz.” I gave Paul a little grin, and he squeezed my hand. My cock was dancing with excitement pressed firmly against my jeans. I felt like I could shoot my load right there in anticipation. We got to his apartment, and he led me by the hand to his bedroom. He pulled me close to him and slowly pulled my shirt off over my head. He kissed my chest then slid his hands down my abdomen to my crotch. He pressed firmly feeling my hard cock through my jeans. Then he unbuttoned my pants, slid my zipper down, and dropped my jeans to the floor. I had no underwear on and my cock stood at attention, jumping with each pulse and wave of excitement in my body. I was already leaking precum. Paul took off his shirt. His chest was covered with thick hair with a thin treasure trail disappearing into his jeans. His arms were fully inked down to his wrists, with a large sparrow tattooed on the left side of his neck. I kneeled in front of him and unbuttoned his jeans. I pulled his pants down just enough for me to see the mark of a proud poz man….a mark I longed to have on my body as well. I kissed his biohazard tattoo then put my lips around his cock through his jeans. He was rock hard and slid his jeans to the floor showing me his beautiful, toxic tool. I ran my tongue across his balls and down the shaft of his rod to the head of his cock. The sweet taste of poz, precum leaked from his piss hole onto my tongue. I slipped his cock into my mouth and felt the head hit the back of my throat as I slowly sucked and lubed his pole with my spit. Paul pulled me to my feet and buried his tongue in my mouth kissing me. His warm body and hard cock was pressed against mine. The smell of piss lingered on his beard and filled my nostrils, exciting me even more. I was melting in his arms. We kissed for quite a while then he grabbed my ass firmly with his rugged hands. “Ready for my poz cock?” “Yes!!” He told me to lie on the bed on my belly, and I obliged. He crawled onto the bed at my feet and kissed my ass cheek. I felt his long beard wisp against my back slowly toward my head, kissing my back a few times as he positioned himself on top of me. His hard rod came to rest between my ass cheeks with his body pressed against mine. He kissed the back of my neck and slid his arms around my chest. I could feel the wetness of his precum lubing my ass crack as he ground his cock against me. My body was flooded with excitement. My cock was rock hard and my nipples were like firm erasers. “I want to be your cum dump. Fill me with your poz seed.” Paul sat up, his legs on each side of my ass with his cock between my ass cheeks. He took his rod in his hand and pressed and slid his cock firmly against my hole. Then he reached up and massaged my neck and shoulders. With a somewhat rough grasp of my shoulders, he worked his cock deep between my cheeks against my asshole. My cock pulsed and my ass cheeks tightened around his shaft with approval. Paul spread my ass cheeks apart and spit on my hole, then slid his cock across my hole lubing the length of his shaft. He again spread my ass cheeks, but this time I felt the head of his cock pressing at my tight hole. I arched my back and spread my ass, pressing against his cock. He pushed his head firmly at my hole. My ass opened and engulfed the head of his cock. Then with a firm thrust he shoved his cock halfway into my tight hole. My body jerked with pain and my ass burned. He held his cock still in my ass and again spit on my hole. The burning subsided. He then pulled back a little and began to advance into my ass, lubing my hole with his spit and precum. The pain turned to pleasure, and Paul worked his cock all the way into my ass. I felt his pubic hair against my cheeks and again arched my back forcing his cock into my ass balls deep. I moaned with pleasure, “Fuck, yes!!!” “You like that? You like my poz cock in you raw?” “God, yes!!!” “Good, cause I’m going to seed you good.” Paul pulled his cock out of my hole, then slid back in, working my ass with the full length of his pole. His thrusts were deep and rough hitting my prostate each time he bottomed out inside of me. He pulled his cock all the way out of my now gaping hole and turned me onto my back. Paul bent my knees over his shoulders and worked his body above mine. “I want to look into your eyes as I give you my poz seed.” He then directed the head of his cock to my ass. I felt the tip of his wet shaft against my hole and he slid back into my ass with ease. With one long, slow thrust is slid is cock all the way into my ass. Again I felt his balls tight against my ass. “Feel that? Every inch of my cock sliding deep into you leaking poz precum?” Paul looked into my eyes and slid his tongue deep into my mouth, swirling his tongue with mine as he began to work his cock in and out of my hole. He then stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes as he buried his cock into me all the way with each thrust, pulling almost all the way out then plunging balls deep into my ass. Sweat was dripping from his chest and beard onto my body. He kept working my ass harder and deeper. “My virus is in you, more and more with each thrust of my cock. I’m going to poz your ass up. I know you want it!!!” “Yes, give me your poz seed. Charge me up.” “Are you sure, cause I’m close to flooding your ass with all my toxic cum.” My cock was so hard I felt like I was going to shoot my load with each pounding against my prostate. “Yes!! I want every drop of your cum. Please poz me.” “Here is cums.” “Give me your poz seed. I want this.” I felt Paul’s cock expand in my ass and with one more deep thrust he plunged his cock all the way into my ass. He kept his cock buried deep inside me, and I could feel his cock pulsing, filling my ass with his toxic cum. My ass tightened around his shaft with excitement. “Fuck!!! You’re getting every bit of my virus…..yes!!! Take my poz cum!!!!” The excitement was all I could take. I didn’t even touch my cock, and I began to shoot my load. My rod erupted, shooting spurt after spurt of cum onto my chest and beard. We were both covered in sweat. Paul kept his cock deep inside me, and slid my legs to his sides. He leaned down and licked cum from my chest, then kissed me. I could taste my cum on his lips. “Taste your neg cum? It’s some of the last you’ll shoot before you poz.” “Fuck yes!! I want this!!” “Good, cause there’s no turning back now. Now keep my toxic seed in you. Let it do its job.” Paul’s cock slipped out from my ass. A small trickle of poz cum leaked from my ass and ran down my crack. Paul rolled onto his back and pulled me into his arms pressing my cum-soaked body against his. “I want this as much as you do, Adam. I want to poz you, make you mine. I’ll give you all the toxic seed you want.” We laid in each other’s arms for a while, naked and panting. Then Paul said, “I have to piss again….be right back.” He jumped out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. I got out of bed and followed him. I could hear Paul pissing in the toilet and I walked in and put my hand into the stream of piss spraying from his cock head. He stopped pissing and said, “You want more piss?” I licked my piss soaked fingers and said, “That’s why I’m here.” Paul pushed me to my knees on the bathroom floor and stood in front on me with his hand on top of my head. He let out a stream of piss soaking my body, face, and beard. He directed his stream of piss to my mouth and I opened wide as he filled my mouth with his sweet, salty urine. I gulped his piss and let him soak my face and beard to the last drop of piss. I loved the feel, smell and taste of piss. I stood up and Paul ran his hand down my piss soaked chest then put his piss soaked fingers to his mouth. He pulled me to him and kissed me, tasting his piss on my tongue and lips. We crawled back into bed naked, stinking of piss and cum, curled up together and dozed off to sleep. I suddenly jumped myself awake. My cock was rock hard. I was lying on my back and precum was leaking from my shaft onto my belly. I ran my hand onto the other side of my bed and looked at my empty bed. Slowly realizing I was alone. What an erotic dream!!!! I lie in bed and stroked my cock, thinking about this rugged, poz man fucking me and charging my ass up. I pictured Paul fucking me and whispering into my ear as he shot his load in me, “Take my poz cum.” That pushed me over the edge and my body bucked with excitement. My cock pulsed, shooting my neg seed all over my abdomen, chest, beard, and lips. My body was sweaty and began to relax. I licked the cum off my lips and ran my hands across my chest and lapped up the cum from my fingers. I got out of bed, jumped into the shower. I had to piss while showering and let out a stream of piss, soaking myself. My morning piss smelled strong and made my cock begin to grow. I couldn’t get the thought of this hot poz man out of my mind and felt my cock getting hard again as I finished my shower. I was consumed with thoughts of pozzing. It was something I could no longer resist. I got myself dressed and made my way to my favorite corner coffee shop for a morning JO. I grabbed a newspaper, took my coffee, and sat in the street side dining area. I could hardly concentrate on my newspaper. Thoughts of my dream danced through my head. I wanted poz seed badly. The streets of Boystown were busy with the morning bustle of gay men starting their day. It reminded me of my dream. Then out of the corner of my eye HE rounded the corner. Could this be real? My inked man from my dream was walking toward me. He had a shaved head, full beard, and was covered in tattoos. As he approached me his eyes met mine. He smiled and said, “Good morning.” “Morning,” I replied. As he walked past me, and entered the coffee shop, a specific tattoo caught my eye. There is was….a biohazard tattoo on his left upper arm. I felt my cock getting hard. A grin came across my face, and I leaned back and sipped my coffee. He emerged from the coffee shop and sat a few tables from me, just like in my dream. I couldn’t stop looking at him. Then he looked over at me. I was staring directly at him. He smiled and continued to look into my eyes. I got up and walked over to his table and said, “Hello, I’m Adam.” “Hi, I’m David. Want to join me?” I knew this was going to be an amazing day.

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My Name is Mikey 2.0 – Happy 18th, You’re a Man Now: For a long time, my first clear memory was being in the back of Pa’s camper/RV while some truck driver drooled tobacco spit out of his mouth, down his beard and onto my chest as he shot his cum in my ass. He climbed off me, shuffled toward to the front of the RV while he pulled up his pants as another man came through the curtain, dropped his pants, shoved his uncut dick in me and started to fuck using the other guy’s cum for lube. That’s the way it’s been for a long time now as Pa has driven around the South, hitting truck stops, camp grounds, mall parking lots, anyplace with a free spot to park and horny men looking to fuck. In between these pit stops, Pa and Brett would keep my ass and mouth full of their big raw dicks, hot cum, chemmed up piss. and my special vitamin shots. Pa says they have to keep my ass trained, keep them happy, and take my shots no matter how much I hate the needles. They always call me Sis, I guess short for sissy or sister since that’s what I seem to be for them, but now I know, my real name is Mikey. The nightmares never made any sense to me. It wasn’t monsters or anything, but people I had never seen, places I had never been, things I had never felt all coming at me at once. I would wake up shaking, breathing hard and sweating like I had just outrun the cops after Brett and I had swiped something from a store. I know those aren’t really nightmares now, but memories of who I used to be and my life before – my life before I became Sis. Maybe my vitamin shots don’t work anymore, or maybe whatever it was Curtis and Pa did to me has worn off somehow. I don’t know. Either way, I remember now, some things anyways. I was on a summer missionary trip with a bunch of other kids from the East Coast and we were heading to south Texas to work on a Christian school that had been devastated by a big storm. We had been on the road for almost 24 hours and during that time my 18th birthday had come and gone. Finally our church bus pulled into the campground outside Pascagoula, Mississippi, and just after lunch everyone gathered around to sing me happy birthday. There was no cake, but a box of Twinkies and some other things, and as I stood off to the side licking the last of the frosting from my fingertips I remember seeing Brett for the first time. He was standing about 20 feet away wearing a holey pair of denim shorts that were frayed, faded, and hanging low on his hips. I couldn’t help but stop and stare as he leaned against that tree, casually smoking a cigarette and with his other hand reaching up through the leg of his short’s to scratch his balls. When he did, the head of his dick peaked out, just as shiny and glistening as his tan body was. In shock, I quickly looked around me to see if anyone else saw this, but everyone was focused on setting up our camp. Brett left his dick head exposed as he continued to smoke his cigarette, and while I stared, my own dick got hard, and I quickly grabbed a beach towel and held it in front of me to hide my shame. Brett was smiling at me, tilted his head and nodded, dropped his cigarette in the sand and started to walk away. He walked about 10 feet, stopped, turned, tilted his head again, then turned towards a low-slung building far off to the right through the trees – the bathrooms farthest away from my campsite. My heart beat wildly as I found one of my church councilors, said I had to go use the bathroom, and took off at a trot following the footprints left in the sand by the blond headed, blue eyed bad boy. I stopped just outside the open door marked MEN and tried to calm myself. I nervously looked around to double check if there was anyone else nearby and when I saw the coast was clear, with shaking legs I stepped into the dim room. The Gulf Coast heat made the bathroom hot and stifling. The floor was dirty, there were bugs, and frankly it seemed to be a glorified outhouse. As my eyes adjusted, I cautiously walked deeper in, past a couple open stalls, past a couple beat-up-looking washers and dryers, and then nearing the back shower area I saw him. Brett was standing tall, one hand out against the wall, the other holding another cigarette. I stopped, not sure what to say or do, but Brett took his hand off the wall, slid the frayed leg of his shorts up to once again show me his big, long dick. I cautiously walked over, reached out, and gently touched the skin. His dick was hot and felt like it was burning and I flinched. Brett laughed, coughing out smoke as he did. “It ain’t gonna bite you – damn!” he said, “Go on, touch it.” I slowly reached back out, Brett hiked his shorts up a little higher, and I wrapped a full hand around the shaft of his dick, feeling it pulse and swell in my grip. “AAAHHHH, yeah, stroke it,” Brett sighed. I looked up into his shockingly blue eyes, his scruffy blond hair, and as I stroked him his crooked smile showed the sexiest set of dimples. I guessed he was a couple years older than me and abruptly my admiration was broken as Brett asked, “How old are you anyways? Who’s that you’re with? How long are you staying? Don’t stop stroking it man, keep going, feel how big it gets.” I gulped as I looked down and saw he was right, his dick continued to grow in my hand as I slowly stroked it. “Umm,” I said at almost a whisper, “I just turned 18 and am with my church. We’re just here for the night as…Ummm…well.” Brett’s dick was now fully hard and throbbing. “18? That’s good. Real good. Even though the age of consent here in Mississippi is 16 – well you being 18 just makes shit a whole lot easier now. Suck it for me,” Brett said. I paused my stroking, “Do you have any condoms?” I asked. Brett laughed, “No, fuck no man. Only sissies need to use condoms, and I ain’t no sissy, so come on, get on your knees, just taste it.” I swallowed hard, my throat felt dry, I knew it was not right to suck a dick without a condom on it. We had talked about that in Sex-Ed class at school. I was still debating in my head what to do when Brett tossed his still lit cigarette onto the floor, reached down, grabbed my trunks, yanked them down and set my own dick free. I tried to step back in surprise and shock as Brett quickly knelt and in one motion grabbed my hips and swallowed my dick. HOLY FUCK! I had never been sucked before and this was beyond anything I had ever imagined. I couldn’t say a word and tried to back up, but Brett’s mouth was like a vacuum on my dick and within seconds I started to shake as I cummed in his mouth – and he drank it all. Brett stood up, wiped his mouth, gave me that crooked smile, and said, “OK, since I did it for you, you got to do it for me now, OK? Just like that.” I nodded, still unsure, got on my knees, feeling the sand and the hard concrete floor push into my skin, reached out and stared in wonder at the long dick now facing me. Brett unbuttoned his shorts, let them drop to the floor, stepped out of them, and now stood in front of me totally naked. He didn’t have a tan line at all, and I found that almost as shocking as the size of his dick. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and waited. I flinched a little and squinted my eyes shut even tighter as Brett’s dick gently touched my lips and he ran the head back and forth, coating my mouth with his precum and letting me get my first taste. Instinctively I flicked my tongue out and began to lick his dick head like a lollypop, which he seemed to like as he moaned a little. My dick was hard again so I reached down with my right hand and began jerking it as I tasted Brett’s dick. “Open your mouth wider, that’s it, put your lips over your teeth, good, stay just like that, let me push it in a little,” Brett encouraged. The sensation was so strange and the first few times he rammed my tongue I gagged a little, Brett laughed, but told me it was OK, I was doing good, and I was making him feel real good. I liked that. I liked knowing I was making this guy feel good and kept going and tried to follow his directions. Brett had his hands on my shoulders and had pushed a little more of his dick in my mouth when I heard voices and immediately pulled away and scurried into the shadows of the shower stalls and tried to pull up my shorts. I looked up and Brett shook his head, put a finger to his mouth to say SSHHH, waved his dick at me, and as we listened to the men use the urinals out front, Brett pushed his dick back in my mouth, a little more forcefully this time. I tried to push Brett away as I was sure the guys would hear us as it seemed their voices were coming back towards us, but Brett held my head tight now, shoved his dick as far back as it would go, and I gagged and choked as he began to cum in my mouth. Brett pumped his first load into my mouth and I was repulsed and crazed for more at the same time. His dick flooded my mouth and quivered on my tongue like a fish out of water with each spurt of his load. When he had finished, Brett let go of my head and stepped back, his dick slick now in the dim light with spit and cum. I looked up, licked my lips, took my right hand and wiped my face trying to remove any trace of what had just happened. I guess the men had gone and watched as Brett casually walked over to his shorts, fished around in his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and stood there in all his naked glory, his dick still twitching and leaking. I reached my hand out and Brett laughed, “Oh yeah, you’re a natural cum sissy ain’t you? That’s good, watch me stroke it a little and get it close in no time and I will feed you some more.” I was hypnotized as I kneeled on the dirty shower floor watching Brett smoke his cigarette and jack his dick and then his voice echoed off the cinder block walls, “GET READY, I’M GONNA SHOOT AGAIN, OPEN YOUR MOUTH, OPEN YOUR MOUTH, UGHHHH…GRRR…SWALLOW IT SISSY.” I gulped and burped and slobbed on his dick as I slurped up every drop and continued to try to suckle him as he laughed, pushed me back and said, “Ease up, ease up. You want some more? I’ll give you more. Meet me back here tonight at 11:00, can you do that? You best get back now. Remember, 11:00.” I was still on my knees as Brett pulled his shorts on and left. My own dick was dripping so I quickly jerked off and watched my own load glob up the shower drain before oozing through the dirty grate. No one at camp seemed to have noticed I had been gone and so I dived back in to help get things set up, unpacked, cleaned, whatever was needed, anything to take my mind off what had just happened. We all gathered for our cookout dinner, had Bible study, sang a few songs and I couldn’t help but keep looking around to see if Brett was watching us again. Lights out came and I knew I would have no problem staying awake as I was so excited, and nervous too, and kept shining my flashlight onto my watch to check the time and resisted the urge to jerk off even though my dick was hard as hell. Finally it was almost time, so I stuffed my duffle bag under the sheet on my air mattress hoping it would fool anyone who looked in, quietly unzipped my tent, and just as I rounded the back of the bus to head through the trees to the restroom I was stopped by one of the church councilors who was sitting on a cooler, reading by flashlight. I quickly grabbed my stomach, said I did not feel well and continued on my way, scared as shit and excited beyond belief as I could almost taste more cum. The door to the bathroom was closed now and I thought maybe they had locked it, but a gentle push and the squeaky hinges gave way and let me in. The bathroom seemed even hotter than it was earlier in the day and the lone light bulb barely pierced the darkness beyond the doorway. I slowly closed the door and took a step towards the showers where I had met Brett before. I could hear the sound of muffled voices and was not sure what to do. Was someone else here? Maybe I should leave. Just as I turned to go there was Brett, still with nothing on but his ratty shorts. “Hey cum sissy, glad you made it. I knew you would. Here, take a hit of this,” Brett said as he handed me a lit, hand rolled cigarette. “I don’t smoke cigarettes,” I said. Brett laughed, “This ain’t no cigarette. This is weed. You ain’t never smoked weed? Damn! You are fresh aren’t you. Here, watch me, how I suck in deep like into your guts, don’t just suck it into your throat like sipping a straw, suck it deep, hold it, then you try.” My eyes darted between the fire of the joint to the shadows of his shorts. When Brett exhaled he blew the smoke at me, squinted, laughed, then held the joint out for me. I shook my head and said, “No, I can’t. I mean, what if….” Brett stepped back and said in a firm voice, “Look. No one comes over here. You want some more dick right? So take it. Try it once. Come on. Then if you don’t like it, OK.” Against my better judgment I took the joint, tried to imitate what Brett had done, and the burn in my throat made me cough and choke. Brett wrapped his arm around my shoulder and guided me towards the back, “Don’t worry. You’ll get it. Not bad for your first try. Come on.” I let Brett lead me towards the showers in the back and I stopped short when we turned the corner and there was a man sitting on one of the washers, his feet resting on a large, metal cleaning bucket. Like Brett, he just had on a pair of shorts, but was thicker built, taller, mustached, longer hair, and a hairy body. He kicked the bucket towards me, hopped down off the washer, and said, “Sit.” I looked at Brett who gave me that crooked smiled and squeezed my shoulder to reassure me. I sat on the overturned bucket and nervously clasped my hands together in front of me as I looked from Brett to the new guy. Brett handed me the joint again and both men stood over me, watching, as I took another hit. I didn’t cough this time and was proud of myself, but the new guy said, “Do it again.” So I did. I handed the joint back to Brett and frankly did not feel all that different, but as I sat on the bucket and watched Brett and the other guy hit the joint too I could not help but be fascinated by the hair on the guy’s chest and suddenly his muscles seemed so big. I reached up and ran my hand across the fur line running up from out his crotch and over his torso. He and Brett both laughed as he said, “Oh yeah. Sissy here is baked. You feeling it? Come on, open your mouth, let’s get started.” I could only stare in wonder as he dropped his shorts and a dick that was even longer and thicker than Brett’s hung there. Brett said, “You’ll like how Pa’s cum tastes. It’s the best ever.” I scooted the bucket forward a few inches so I could get a closer look and as I reached out to guide his fat uncut dick towards my mouth he stepped back and said through the clenched teeth holding the joint, “Grab that bucket, and come on. Let’s go in the back.” I couldn’t seem to find the bucket handle, so Brett laughed and grabbed it for me and I followed them into the deep dark recesses of the shower area, the only light now created by the dim gray showing through the high window slits and the lighted joint. I plopped down on the bucket and Pa immediately stuffed my mouth with ripe dick. I had never sucked someone who was uncut and was fascinated by his foreskin. I rolled it back and savagely cleaned the head with my tongue and lips as Pa bent his knees, grabbed my head, and began thrusting his dick down my throat. “A good sissy needs to know how to take all the dick. I don’t want your tongue, I want your THROAT, so open up now, let me feel those tears as you choke on this dick.” I was trying to push him away and scoot back at the same time with no success. The pressure on my head increased as Pa gripped my head and moved his hips while pressing forward. “That’s it, good sissy, feel that? Feel how your throat is full of my dick? That’s the way it should be, now focus and keep that throat open.” I could only get little snorts of breath in between Pa forcing his dick down my throat. My fingers were digging into his sides as I tried to fight and hold on at the same time, but he didn’t care. It hurt so bad and at the same time I wanted more. The snot, tears, and spit flowed while I tried to focus on opening my throat like he said, but I really didn’t know how to do that. In frustration Pa pulled his dick out, leaving me gasping, as he stepped back and asked Brett for the joint. I sat on the bucket panting, Pa leaned against the wall while hitting the joint, and Brett now tried to get his dick in my mouth. “No, hold off,” Pa said, “I have a better idea.” I looked up as Pa bent down, looked me directly in the eyes, and blew his pot smoke into my face. “What would your little church buddies say if they knew what you were in here doing? I bet they would not like it one bit would they sissy. Look at my fucking dick. You got me all worked up here and I got a ball sac of cum just aching to get out. You ever been fucked? No? Jesus fucking Christ. A virgin? Well you’re 18 so he tells me and that means you’re a man, so we’re going to take care of that right now. Stand up and here, hit this again.” I stood up but started to back away, “I think…I better…go…I…” Brett was behind me in a flash pushing me back towards Pa who grabbed my arm hard and sneered, “One more fucking step and Brett goes and tells them all.” Pa sat on the overturned bucket, watched as I hit the joint twice more, I handed it back to him, he smiled, blew his smoke my way then handed the joint to Brett. “Turn around,” Pa said. So I did and he pulled me back towards him, spread my cheeks and rammed his tongue into my hole. I gasped. I had never had my ass eaten and my whole body felt like I had just stuck my finger in a light socket. I leaned forward, Pa spread my cheeks wide and slurped and tongued my ass as Brett positioned his dick in front of my mouth and I tasted again his sweaty meet. After a few minutes Pa came up for air and said, “Just like a fucking peach ripe for picking. Stay like that, Brett, come back here. You know what to do.” Brett and Pa switched positions, Pa wrapped his muscular left arm around the back of my neck, covered my mouth with his right hand, began to nibble on my ear and said, “This is what sissys are made for.” I started to struggle as Pa’s grip tightened and I was held against his body. I felt a sharp pain in my ass and tried to turn and cried out as I realized Brett was pushing his dick into my hole. My cries of NO NO NO were lost in Pa’s meaty, calloused hands. With my head held tight against his chest and no chance of running, Pa growled, “Fuck this sissy.” I slumped a little against Pa’s body as the pain overwhelmed me and Brett ensured I was a virgin no more. There was no pleasure in this at all, only white hot pain, and my foggy brain had a hard time processing exactly what was happening. I don’t know how long Pa held me like that but he growled louder, “CUM IN THAT ASS. FUCK THAT HOLE, USE THAT SISSY CUNT, YEAH SHOOT THAT POZ LOAD UP THAT VIRGIN ASS!” Brett wrapped his arms part way around my stomach and pushed me tighter against Pa as he grunted, his pace quickened, and with every tremble I knew – knew he had just cummed in me and knew he had given me a charged load. I began to cry. My whole body convulsed with sobs as Pa continued to hold me tight and Brett worked his cum up my torn ass. Pa kept whispering in my ear, “Shhh sissy, it’s OK now, that’s what sissy cunts are made for, shhh sissy, shhh.” Brett’s dick softened to the point where it slid out of my ass much to his reluctance as he said, “SHIT,” when it did. Pa suddenly let go of me, I dropped like a stone to the dirty concrete floor, Pa then grabbed me by the hips lifting me onto my hands and knees as he squatted behind me and started slapping my ass with his weapon of a dick. Brett slid the bucket over and sat in front of me as Pa pushed me forward so my arms were on Brett’s legs and his hand was over my mouth like Pa’s had been. I looked up at Brett, my eyes pleading with him, but he just gave me that crooked little smile and said, “You got a nice ass.” My body slumped, Pa gripped my hips tight and started to try to push his dick in my freshly fucked hole. I tried to wiggle away and he slapped my ass hard, gripped my hips so tight it felt like he was ripping my skin off, and started to push his dick inside of me. My cries and sobs exploded as Pa’s monster dick wound its way into my ass and my body shook in pain and agony. “FUCK YEAH SISSY THAT CUNT IS TIGHT,” he growled. As the pain exploded through my body a frightened voice echoed through the darkened room, “STOP THAT, STOP RIGHT NOW, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? MIKEY? MIKEY? LET HIM GO THIS INSTANT.” Brett quickly let go of me, scooted back on the bucket and as my body dropped flat to the floor, Pa’s big, raw dick was ripped from my hole, making me scream. I turned my head and in glow of the lonely flashlight he was holding I could see my church councilor who had been sitting on the cooler. It was like a slow motion movie as I could see his hands shaking, the look of fear, disgust, and more on his face – but mostly disgust as he looked right at me – and then Pa moved liked some dude in an action flick, grabbed the bucket, took three long strides towards my councilor and WHAM WHAM hit my councilor on the left side of the head. It seemed to take a long time for my councilor to fall and before he did, his eyes met mine and again, all I saw was disgust. Pa dropped the bucket and snarled, “Time to go.” I lay on the floor as Pa and Brett found their shorts and pulled them up. Pa had no problem lifting me off the floor, but as soon as he stood me up I dropped right back down. “Fuck it,” he snarled and snatched me up like nothing and tossed me over his right shoulder as he and Brett walked out of the restroom and I watched the light from the flashlight reflect off the knocked out face of my councilor. Brett and Pa were running now and even carrying me Pa moved fast. We went up a couple steps and as Pa carried me towards the back I saw Brett fumble with a big set of keys, jump into the drivers seat, and start up the RV we had climbed into. He called back, “Shit, I got to go unplug the connectors.” Pa yelled right in my ear, “Fuck, just drive. We got to go now.” The RV rumbled to life as Brett hit the gas, Pa dropped me on the bed in the back, then jumped up beside me and parted the blinds to look out the back window as the sound of shearing wood and broken metal joined the chorus of bugs in the night. Tires gripped the gravel road and soon a large jolt to the right marked our entry onto the local highway. Pa leaned back against the window, shook his head, “Fuck, that was some shit huh?” then scooted off and went up front to speak with Brett. I moved to the far corner of the bed, tucked my legs up and held myself as I tried to process what had just happened. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. I started to cry again. I couldn’t help it. It just came out and so I rested my head against my knees and let the sobs come. The smell of weed intruded and I looked up to find Pa naked, dick hard, standing in the doorway, swaying slightly back and forth with the motion of the RV, hitting a fresh joint. He smiled, sat down on the bed, offered me the joint and said, “Here, come on now, I had no choice did I. You saw how he looked at you. He knew what you were – what you are – what do you think he would have done?” I shook my head, trying not to think about any of it and shakily took the joint and did a couple long hits. I laid my head back into the corner, closed my eyes, and realized I just wanted to go to sleep. Pa sat on the bed, “Here, give me that.” He took the joint, put it out in a full, dirty ashtray sitting on the built in nightstand, leered at me and snarled, “Get the fuck over here and suck my dick!” How could he ask me that? After all I had been through? I shook my head, which really pissed him off. Pa’s left hand flew out, grabbed my ankle, and with no effort at all he dragged me forward on the bed, grabbed both of my wrists, flung me onto my stomach and laid on top of me. His body was hot, comforting, and slicked with sweat. As Pa nibbled on my ear I inhaled the smell from his armpits, his musk, and felt his hard dick nudging at my ass. I realized too late what he was doing now and this time as Pa drove his dick into my ass there was no need to cover my mouth to hide my cries and screams while he whispered in my ear, “FUCKING GOOD SISSY CUNT. YOU’RE MY SISSY NOW. I’M NEVER GOING TO LET YOU GO, BREED YOU FOREVER.”

for the same reasons that we like to whore them out, knock them up and choke them out. Its fun and its almost surreal. Having some faggot whore begging you to trash it shows what a dirty whore it is. Cumdumps love to get used and will beg men to do things to it that normal people never allow and then tank us for it. Imagine some gay man or straight man telling a normal gay boy or woman that they were gonna knock it up, whore its ass and throat out to his buddies and a bunch of random strangers for nasty bareback fucking, choke them unconscious and utterly destroy its fuckhole with fists n dildos. Any normal person with any pride or shame or self respect would say fuck off but the whores I use just say when and where. I love treating a faggot like an absolutely worthless piece of trash knowing it will still beg me to fuck it.i don't just wreck their fuckholes, I make sure I hurt a faggot when I fuck it and I spit in its face and strangle whores unconscious. But above all I always make sure I tell them what worthless disposable whores they are who should be grateful for every load I dump in it. I love it when a boy is such a fucking whore that its fuckhole feels like a woman pussy and never fully closes

After tongue cleaning my Cowboy regular's stinking pits, sucked him hard, then he got behind me and plowed my ass good. Blasted load #1 into my hole, kept fucking me churning the load. Pulled out. We talk for a minute then I was back down sucking his cock till hard. Then back behind me plowing load #2 into my juicy hole. Love getting him in the morning before his shower. His "stink" is better than poppers,

Ryan let with the butt plug still in him. He had such mixed emotions, he was still horny since he had not cum but he was wrecked inside and his hole hurt. He wanted to cry but needed to cum to much to do anything but get back to the hole so he could cum. Ryan got back to the hole but had to learn how to walk with the butt plug in him. He arrived and there was a guy in the center but that worked perfectly since Ryan needed to cum. He got in the booth and looked and the guy seemed to be a young guy and he made no movement so Ryan tapped his foot and the guy got up and flushed and left the bathroom. Ryan was alone now so he moved to the other stall. He waited horny as fuck and played with his dick but was having some trouble staying hard. He heard the door and in walked a really tall guy. He could see his head above the stall and the guy entered the end booth. He unzipped and fed his dick through the hole. Ryan was disappointed because he needed to cum but got down on his knees and sucked this fat dick and it grew and grew. Fuck this guy had a hot dick Ryan thought and he knew he would get hard sucking the guy but he was not. He knew he loved it but nothing. Ryan worked the guys dick for twenty minutes and he never moaned or said a word. Without warning the guy shot his load in Ryan's mouth and he left his dick there for Ryan to suck. Ryan heard a little noise on the wall above him then the guy pulled out and the guy slipped a note to Ryan. Be here tomorrow the same time, the guy left without a word ever being said. Ryan waited and played with his dick it was so sensitive even if it did not want to get hard. He sat there for ten minutes and finally someone walked in and sat in the last stall. Ryan tapped his foot and the guy got up and put his dick through and Ryan sucked his dick. He had a respectable 7.5 dick and the guy let him suck his dick and then bent down and looked through the hole and said let me suck you. He had to be 60 years old and he looked like he did not have any teeth. Ryan was so horny he got up and put his dick through and the guy sucked him and Ryan moaned but was not getting hard and the guy took a break and said party dick. Then the guy started to gum his dick and work him it felt amazing Ryan thought and before long Ryan was mostly hard and two minutes later he came in the guys mouth with a really hard moan it almost hurt to cum but felt so good. It had never felt so amazing to shoot a load Ryan thought. He thanked the guy and tucked his dick in his pants and left. He needed to get over to Jonny's place soon.

I just met a guy off grindr in some woods behind some buildings in an industrial area. He messaged me to meet me there. Once we saw each other he had me follow him into a secluded area. I dropped to my knees while he undid his shorts. I sucked him til he was hard then leaned against some low tree branches and offered him my lubed up ass. He fucked me hard and fast and shot his load into me. Barely said a word and that was it. So fucking hot.

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Victim-blaming? Really? So your reasoning is that as anyone with a high viral load should be able to spread disease like Typhoid Mary to any sexual partner as long as that person enjoys the fucking? That’s patent nonsense. (And you Giver and Chaser fantasists can just hush for a minute, because I’ve got fucking AIDS and what I ‘m saying is experience-based.) This was in Florida, and there is no good reason in this day and age why a man with knowledge of his HVL condition could not access ART in some form if he wished to continue having unprotected sex with other people. To knowingly fuck others whilst having a HVL is at least irresponsible, and at worst criminal aforethought. The man had no right to inflict disease, let alone HIV, on another person. I didn’t ask for it - don’t you dare tell me I deserved a brush with death and the last 4-1/2 years of medical hell because I foolishly trusted my ass to the wrong guy. Put yourself in the victim’s shoes - if you suddenly discovered that you had been given HIV by a guy who was knowingly going around pozzing people, would the fact that you had been squirming and wiggling on his cock in pure pleasure make you just shrug your shoulders and say, “That one’s on me.” Think hard. But then you can’t really put yourself in the 15-year-old’s place, because he wasn’t an adult. Save your arguments about him being adult enough that he was seeking sex online and hooking up with men - just because he was doing an adult activity doesn’t mean he had the wisdom, maturity, or experience to handle it. I’m a dad. My son is now 22. When he was 15, he was a trusting kid who might have easily fallen prey to a predator like this (in which case there would have been no need for this motherfucker to go to trial, as they would never find the body). In real life, gentlemen, intentionally giving any person, regardless of age, sex or circumstance, a disease, is wrong. It is like a form of assault and battery that can have lifelong, sometimes irreparable, consequences. On this site, an absurd glorification of giving and getting HIV thrives - yet I wonder how many seropositive men on BreedingZone would stand up and say, “I LOVE having HIV and everything that goes with it!” And how many would stand up and say they plan to go out with their high viral load and infect as many people as they can before their immune system breaks down and they die from pneumonia or meningitis or some other opportunistic disease? How many? How many criminals are among us? We already know some of us are callow sons of bitches who don’t give a shit whether or not they poz someone, but how many have the malice to go out and do it on purpose? Bareback sex is not safe. It never will be. There are men out there who make it less safe than it could be. For all of us.

Met furry daddy type guy in bbrt. Was in a hotel downtown and it was late but I said what the hell. Turns out he was furry all over which got me immediately hard. Blew me for a minute then he got on all fours. I felt my balls percolating as I started to fuck this hairy beast but I was trying to hold back. Dude had hair everywhere. He starting asking me if I felt the guys load from before in him, and to blow in him. He wrapped his furry legs around me. I couldn’t stop and I blew right in him. Didn’t last 5 minutes I was so turned on.

It was 4;55 and Rob and Darrin text me they were at the stalls at the hole. Darrin is Married 31 years old with kids and he is lean with washboard abs, white 5'10 with 7 cut inches. Rob 28 and also married, no kids and his wife does not give head. She says his dick is too big so he is always horny, He is 6' 190 dark hair and blue eyes and a big 9' dick. The guys were ready and fortunately they were early since Ryan was early, he must have left early and in he walked at 4;57. I got a test staying he is here, he sat in the sale and immediately looked through the right hole and then the left. Darrin had his shirt up over his head so his washboard abs showed and he was stroking his moderately thick 7" dick. Ryan put his finger to the hole, then looked at the other side and Rob was stroking but had turned to the side so Ryan went back to Darrin and put his mouth up to the hole and Darrin stood up and slapped his dick on the boys tongue. Ryan licked and sucked on Darrin and within five minutes the straight married guy came in Ryan's mouth and Darrin did not even make a sound but where the phone was set you could see him shaking as the boy drained his balls. He pulled out and bend down and whispered thanks buddy. You have a great mouth. Then he got dressed and left quickly David took his place, the poz fucker from earlier. Ryan went back to Rob's hole and Rob was jacking his cock right at the hole but to far for Ryan to taste it. He inched closer and Ryan licked his head and the precum dripping from it, Rob leaks a lot and he let his dick say there and dribble cum on Ryan's tongue. He teased him for two more minutes and then sank in and Ryan gagged on his dick and he pulled it out and then did it all over again. David Whispered boy you need these, Ryan pulled away and came to Davids hole and he whispered take three hits each side. Ryan did not know what to do so David reached his hand thru and held Ryan's nose and told him to breath, then the other nostril until Ryan had done a total of six hits. Then he said go get that dick. Ryan rushed back and Rob was waiting and he kept sinking his dick into Ryan and would tell him to hold still and stop moving and finally he popped down the kids neck and fucked his neck till he shot his load. Ryan gagged there was so much cum and coughed and Rob laughed. Lets do that again fag. Rob pulled up his pants and left. Wayne was next did not know his status but knew he had a thick 8" dick. David had Ryan take four more hits and then stuck his dick leaking poz cum through and Sucked and nursed it and David started calling him a nasty cum whore, dirty faggot and cum dump. This seemed to make Ryan got crazy for his dick and he was sucking his cock and before long David could not take it any longer and said bitch swallow my dirty nut you faggot. Ryan sucked and swallowed and did not miss a beat and Nurse David's dick till it went soft. David said you fucking love that don't you. Remember be here tomorrow at Lunch same time. Answer me boy. Ryan said yes I will, With that David left and Richardo and Wayne came into the same stall. Wayne was 38 5'11 200 pounds and all muscle with a 8" thick dick and he was poz also. Had a biohazard tat above his dick that was out of site of the hole. Ryan want over to Wayne's hole and started to suck his thick dick. Wayne liked to let boys suck and lick all over his dick and have them take their time so he could build up a nice load. Ryan seemed to really enjoy making love to Wayne's dick. He as moaning while sucking and then Wayne pulled out and the boy seemed disappointed and Wayne slide some poppers. Ryan did not have to be told what to do so he took this six hits. The boy was flying again and that is when Wayne told him to put his ass up to the hole he wanted to taste his hole. Ryan did it, I was surprised and just then Brian Richardo's friend slide his dick through the hole. Ryan leaned down and braced himself and took the head in his mouth. While he licked and sucked the head, Wayne was licking and blowing on the boys cunt. He started to tongue fuck the boy and you could hear he love Wayne rubbed the precum off his dick and rubbed it on Ryan's hole and licked it off. He kept doing it and finally Ryan was relaxed enough that Wayne's cum lubed finger slide in Ryan's hole. Ryan pushed back on the finger and then Rayne pulled it out and tongue fucked the kid some more. Wayne and brought a rock of T and lubed it with his precum and the next time he slide in he shoved it in with his lubed finger after he spit on the kids hole. I could see Ryan try to pull way but Brian had his dick in the kids throat so he was just able to arch his back and could not get it away from Wayne's reach, Wayne blow on his hole and used his finger to run circles around him till he let it come back to the hole and Wayne could lick and tongue fuck the kid. Bobby was fucking his throat and Wayne waited a couple minutes for the T to kick in and then put his dick head against his tight hole and let his precum leak on his hole. Then pulled back and spit a couple times on his hole and then lined up his cummy head with Ryan's hole and slowly pushed forward. The video of his dick slowly entering Ryan was hot as fuck. He inched and half inched his way in till he was about half way and he pulled all the way out and did it again and each time he spit on his hole a few more time and then he was finally sliding in with ease and deeper. Ryan's hole was hungry now from the T and Poppers. Brian pulled his dick off and fed him poppers while Richardo started in with Spanish - Toma esa polla grande que puta puta (take that big dick you fucking whore), Vas a tomar un poco de sucio cum esta noche ( you are going to take some dirtly cum tonight) Ryan had taken his six hits and Richardo slide his dick in. Brian chimed in, he sucks a mean cock doesn't this fag. Bet he has already take lots of load today. True cum whore faggot we got here, just wants our cum and does not care about anything else! Wayne had been slowly deep fucking him and then without much warning he shot his load with a huge grunt. When he caught his breath and stopped unloading he pulled out and said fuck I love that hot young cum hole. Be here tomorrow night at 6 I need more. Brian could see Wayne leaving and had seen him before and knew he was also poz. He whispered to Richardo that Ryan's ass had dirty cum already. With that Bobby went over to where Wayne was and bent down and licked the kids cummy hole. Richardo said Vas a tomar dos cargas más sucias en tu culo chico y ambos están cargados (you are going to take two more dirty loads tonight and both are charged) Brian said fuck yea! With that he spit on the kids hole a few times and then his dick and lined it up with his lubed cunt and slide in in one stroke. The kid seemed to take the first seven inches okay but then started to want to pull away but Brian kept the pressure and ended up balls deep. He would pull all the way out and slam his dick in and Richardo could hear he was uncomfortable and normally he would be into that but he wanted his chance at the kids hole so he fed him some popper six hits and suddenly the wince he was hearing turned to a moan and he stuck his dick back through. Once Ryan had engulfed Richardo's cock Richardo said Sabía que eras un maricón la primera vez que me chupaste la polla. Puta puta para polla y semen, cualquier polla y semen.( I knew you were a pussy boy the first time you sucked my cock, a fucking whore for cock and cum any cock and cum. Brian did not need much encouragement and a few minutes later he sunk deep and let loose of his charged load in the kid. Fuck he said this kid is sucking the cum right out of my cock. So glad you told me about him! Bring pulled his softening dick out and told the kid to turn around and Ryan did and Brian stuck his dick through the hole and Ryan sucked him clean. Richardo was right at the boys ass and he told Brian in Spanish - Dale al niño algunos poppers para que pueda plantar mi gruesa carga cargada en lo profundo del niño ( give the kid some poppers so I can plant my thick charged load in the boy) Brian was hard again and he pulled out and gave Ryan more poppers. Just then Richardo spit on the kids hole and slide his huge dick in the kid. Even with poppers the kid seemed to be in pain, I gave him more poppers and then slide my dick in and let him suck and to take his mind off the thick dick in his cunt. It did the trick, Richardo fucked him for ten minutes and the kid was sucking my dick like he needed more cum and I helped him out and shot my second load in his mouth and down his neck. Just as I was pulling out Richardo came and said Maldito estúpido, tomar cargas te joderá. Serás una puta el resto de tu vida. (You fucking stupid cunt, taking load loads will get you fucked up. You will be a whore the rest of your life), With that he pulled out and I whispered to the kid, clean his dick off like you did mine and Ryan went over and Richardo let him clean his cock off. Mike passed Brian on the way in and Brian said, he has a hot mouth and an even hotter ass. Mike went into the both and sat on the toilet and watched as Ryan sucked Richardo. He could see the kid had cum dripping from his cunt and he whispered put your ass up to the hole. Ryan gave no hesitation and Mike started to eat his cummy cunt. Mike said fuck kid you taste so good. Knowing his poz cum is what that guy was eating set Richardo over the endge and he came in Ryan's throat. He said nothing else and pulled his pants up and left. Mike and Ryan were alone for a while. Ryan just let me eat his hole for the longest time and he seemed to think mike was gonna fuck him but Mike told him to turn around and slide his fat 7.5 by 7 dick through. Mike had red pubes even tough he had turned white on top. Ryan started to suck his dick and make love to it, Mike got harder and harder. He had not intended on fucking but after ten minutes of sucking he told Ryan to hack his as sup he wanted to taste it again. He did lick it and spit on it and then slide his finger in and then two and pulled some of the cum out and rubbed it on his dick and then lined it up on the boy gasped as Mike shoved his dick in. Then Mike told him to bounce on his dick and make him cum. Ryan fucked himself with Mikes dick and 15 minutes later Mike shot his load in the boys ass, Ryan turned around and sucked mike clean and as he was doing that one final guy showed up. Ryan thought he was done and he was both disappointed. The T had made him so horny. Mike stayed put with his rock hard dick pushed through the hole. Ryan took his cummy hole and backed it up on Mike again while he sucked his last dick of the night. Before he could hands came through and gave him poppers and made him take his six hits. Meanwhile Mike was fucking the cummy hole that has just opened up even wider for him. The final dick slide though and he seemed to recognize it from earlier. He licked and sucked and tried to opened wide to take as much as he could and would pull off and lick and jack that huge dick. Before long Mike came again in the kids ass. He pulled off the dick and turned around to suck the dick clean and his hole was lined up with the glory hole. Within a few minutes Ryan had put his hole right up to the hole and the huge dick from the other side started to enter his hole. Mike could hear the kid was having trouble and as much as he did not want to pull out of his mouth he knew he needed some poppers. He bent down and fed the kid six hits, then another six a few minutes later and the kid started to relax enough to enjoy it. He started to moan and his face was so close Mike put his face up to the kids and started to make out with him. He could feel and hear each moan as his ass was being opened up. Mike fed him some more poppers and they made out for another five minutes and then Mike fed Ryan his thick dick and Ryan went back to sucking That little whore loves Mikes dick and before long Mike was getting close again. He had not shot three loads back to back in a lifetime. Before he could feed Ryan another load the big dick in Ryan's ass shoves in deep and Ryan make a little squeal and the guy said fuck that is the hottest fucking hole I have ever fucked. Stream after stream of cum in Ryan's hole and then the dick pulled out and he cleared his throat and left his dick in the hole and Ryan seemed to know he needed to clean that cummy dick off. Mike was rock hard till and Ryan put his hole up on Mike's dick and sank deep on it, Mike commented out loud fuck dude your hole feels like a wet fucking pussy. With that Mike fucked Ryan's cunt as the dick in the other hole pulled out and he pulled up his pants and left leaving Mike to fuck that cunt till he came a third time. Ryan turned around and sucked his cock clean until Mike went soft and then Mike buckled up and left. Ryan looked at his watch, fuck it is 7:30 I gotta get back to my Girl.

I would let @Dirtyfuckboy do whatever he wanted to me and my tight neg hole...

I hooked up with a 23 year old guy on cl last week. He said he came big loads. I usually say sure, right as if everyone doesn't say that. Well, he showed-up and said he had not cum in a week, so I should be prepared. We got into it and he had a nice seven-inch dick, not too thick. After a while he announced he was about to cum, and added I should watch out. Well, he came. And I never had an experience like it. He pumped four times, and must have shot a gallon. Of course that would be a figure of speech, but he came and came. When he was done his cock sort-of fell out of my ass, and I could feel his cum running out. I looked in a mirror and could see cum everywhere, dripping out my ass, all over my ass and down my leg. He reminded me that he had warned me, and I've gotta admit he was right. He gave me the biggest load of cum I have ever received.

A few months ago I was at a bathhouse Aarows in Sydney Australia. I was wearing my jockstrap and had lubed my ass. After cruising for a while a saw this hot Arab guy checking me out. I walked into a room and looked back invitingly. He took the hint and walked in. He was fully clothed so I got on my knees and started taking his pants off. He pulled me up and started kissing me which surprised me as guys like him just want their cock sucked. When i felt his tongue trying to probe my mouth, I really got into it, and we had a few minutes of intense make-out. He started talking off his clothes and his hands were every where. After about 15 minutes of just kissing, sucking and a lot of body contact and body kissing, he rubbed his cock on my hole but did not enter. I realized that this was all he wanted, and I wasn't getting fucked. I was happy to oblige his kink as he liked having has ass rimmed and body and pits licked, and he moaned in ecstasy every time I did that which motivated me to keep going. We had a good 2-hour session, and then I sucked him off. He blew a huge cum load. He said he always came loads. Even though I didn't get his cock or cum in my ass, I had a really good time, and he is hot as fuck Arab. We exchanged numbers and messaged each other after. We met up the following week again. He book a hotel room as he said the beds were more comfy. We had the same type of secession as before, kissing, sucking, licking and rimming but no fucking, and I was dying to have him inside me. So after 2 more meet ups I decided on making him wait and get him horned up to get his cock in my ass. He kept asking to meet up every week, and I kept making excuses to cancel. After 6 weeks I finally gave up and said I was free to meet up on Sunday. As usual he booked a hotel room and messaged me the number. Before leaving home a cleaned up, douched and lubed up well. It was a hot day and I was a bit sweaty when I got to the room. We kissed, and I took a quick shower, I also got a chance to lube again. I got into bed. I was naked, and he was fully clothed. It was the same. We were kissing, and he slowly started taking his clothes off. Once naked he was pulling me close and grinding and pulling my legs over. His hands slowly slid over my ass crack and over my hole. At first he pulled is hand back when he felt the lube, I felt his body move back a little, but I kept on kissing him like nothing happened. He took a minute to compose himself while we kept kissing. He was back on my hole. He slowly started working a finger into my hole, and I moaned as it felt good. He took that as an encouragement and started fingering me - first one then two and then three. The more I moaned the harder he finger fucked me. and I was loving every second of it. Suddenly he stopped and got up. He pushed me on to my side and then pushed one leg right up to my chest and shoved his cock in raw without a word. I moaned loudly as i was in heaven. I looked back, and he was fucking me bareback hard and fast with a look of hunger in his eyes, I loved every moment of his rough fucking and his moans. After five minutes he suddenly stops and pulls out. I look back and realize he is on the edge and doesn't want to cum yet. He took a minute to calm down, and then he shoved his cock back in and started fucking me again even harder and faster then before. After about ten more minutes of fucking he moans, "I am gonna cum. I am gonna cum." The third time he screams, "I am cumming. I am cumming." I look back and see his cock deep inside me his body jerking as he shoots his cum deep in my pussy. I feel his cock pulse 7 times in my ass, and he coats my insides with his cum. I was on cloud number nine. He falls on top of me, and we kiss as we catch our breath. His cock softens, and it slowly slips out. He rolls over beside me. I slowly start jerking off, and he kisses me again. I cum quickly, and he gets up to take a shower. I quickly put on my clothes. We kiss again and say we should do this again. If you like this story, let me know and i will tell you how i hooked up with 2 bears that same night and got their cum as well

***This is fiction*** (or a plan for a brutal future if needed) We all have plans and dreams for the future. A future bright with the possibility of success. However, what if that future or any other future for that matter were to disappear? What if those possibilities were replaced with certain death? Not a peaceful or glorious death, but an ignoble wasted death preceded by life as a lab-rat for the doctors? I am now in this situation. The prognosis from 3 different oncologist is the same; 5-8 months tops. A full year if they combine full-head radiotherapy, massive chemotherapy, and attempt to surgically remove the majority of the mass from my brain. The surgery alone has a high motality rate and will likely leave me in a vegetative state. I say FUCK THAT! I have lived well and I intend to die well. I intend to go out doing things I always wanted to do but was too invested in life to pursue. My extended family will be fine, my accounts and Trust is in order. Everyone else can go hang... Here is what I want for myself: I want to disassemble myself before the inoperable (glioblastoma multiforma) cancer does it for me. I want to descend into the dark, dungeons of a large city, and never reappear. I want to only see sunlight through windows too small to climb through or too high to reach. -not that I would. I want to become a Legendary, Twisted, SlamPig-bottom that will be remembered for the extremes I went to. I want to engage in activities that while fun, pleasurable, painful, tortuous and degrading, willl ultimately lead to my death... if death were not already assured. I want to become a permanent fixture in the dungeons of the most demented, perverted, and violent of Tops. I want to submit utterly and permanently To lose my name and identity To lose my self To lose all sense of time and not care because it truly won't matter. There is no time in the dark To be just a curiosity in the corner, a breathing piece of fuck-furniture to be passed around and used continually until useless. To be maintained, cleaned, and fed/watered enough to ensure my body temperature stays warm enough to fuck. To be so brutally fucked, fisted, stretched and modified, that I cannot remember a time that a cock was not inside me. To feel that 'emptiness" is an unnatural state. To gratefully accept all acts against me because it no longer matters. To be worn away thinner and thinner, until ultimately no longer wanted in the dungeon. They have standards after all. To finally be wrapped in a blanket or tarp, told "thank you", patted on the head, driven to a city in another state, and left somewhere to be found and made some hospice's problem for miniscule time that remains. I doubt I would even warm the sheets. I choose this because it is a choice I can still make. And because it will be fucking fun. And because how I live and how I die is ultimately my decision (if only my last one). All I ask for is Everything. Everything I have read about in the most perverse of blogs and stories, everything I have watched in the most illicit of videos, everything I was promised by various twisted people who asked me to come away with them in their van when I was a teen. EVERYTHING. There are acts and activities that have never been performed because there wasn't a pig depraved or uncaring enough to undergo them. With a little time, care, and destruction, I can be that pig. Wamest Regards, ~B.M~

Ryan, was a 6’ foot, blonde hair, blue eye jock. At 21, he had everything going for him. He had a great boyfriend in Sam, who was equally has good looking, with dark hair and brown eyes and a swimmers body. However, Ryan liked to play on the side, without letting Sam know. Ryan always played safe, with other guys, all with his age range, and he was a total top. Now, Ryan and Sam had a great sex life, but Ryan, was never satisfied with just one guy. One weekend, Ryan out of town, while Sam was home sick. Ryan, checking out bars in the area, hoping to get laid. Hitting a bar, called “Aqua”, the guys here were older then him, Ryan is drinking his beer when an old, lanky man, “How are ya young fella?” He asked. He had been watching Ryan when he first entered the bar. Checking out Ryan’s body and especially his ass, and wanted to put his poz cock into it. Ryan, “good, thanks.” Not really into making small talk with a guy old enough to be his father, possibly his grandfather. “I’m Bruce.” Putting out his hand to Ryan. He shakes it, “Ryan.” “This is your first time here, at Aqua.” “Yeah, you a regular here, Bruce?” “I am, Ryan.” “Cool.” Ryan got up and left his drink on the bar to call Sam. Bruce, moved quickly, putting a roofie into his drink. Ryan, returned to the bar, and downed his drink. “Bruce, it was nice to meet you, but I have to get going.” At that moment Ryan started to feel dizzy. “You ok, Ryan?” “Yeah, feel a bit dizzy.” “Let’s get you outside for fresh air.” Bruce got a passed out Ryan to his place, got Ryan undressed. Bruce, was in awe, Ryan’s body, was in perfect shape. His cock 7inches soft. But the main prize was Ryan’s ass, nice tight and round. Bruce, turned Ryan on his back, and starting massaging his back and shoulders , Ryan, drugged up, was enjoying the massage, unaware that he was going to get pozzed. “How does it feel, Ryan?” Bruce asks his unconscious soon to be bottom. “Good”. he said in a soft voice. “Ryan” whispered Bruce, “turn over on your front”, Ryan does, and feeling good, and horny, he had no problems with listening to Bruce, who’s voice was soft and soothing. Bruce, started stroking Ryan’s dick, “spread your legs a bit.” Bruce said. “That’s it.” Using his finger, Bruce, slowly began to finger fuck, Ryan’s ass. “Damn you’re tight.” Bruce lived up his dick and Ryan’ ass. Going in slow, Ryan in his drugged state, moaned in pleasure, Thrusting in and out of Ryan, Bruce couldn’t believe he had this stud in his bed. Ryan, feeling a dick inside him for the first time, was enjoying it, not realizing he was being barebacked by a poz guy, who was old enough to be his father. Bruce, felt his cock and balls tighten, shooting several poz loads deep into Ryan’s ass, catching his breath, Bruce kept his cock inside the young man’s ass for a five minutes to be sure that none of his “babies” would leak out. “Ryan, I own your ass now.” “I know about your boyfriend Sam, he asked me to poz you, and he doesn’t want you back.” And I’m going to share you and your ass to my friends.” “The top jock, is now my bottom poz boy.”

hung n black n sadistic for bttm men to impregnate ... im so horny right now

As Jerry leaves the room I look at Nick and see this young boy laying on his stomach with a freshly fuck hole and pink cum coming out. I have been lock in chastity since Jerry took me off my meds 3 months ago when he planned to kidnap Nick. Jerry converted me 6 years ago when he took me in as his boy and in that time I have been his partner in this business. Nick is so good looking with just me here now and I know Jerry has the cameras on and is watching to see what I will do. I roll Nick over on his back and I can see he is starting to crash from Miss Tina, I pick up a syringe look in his eyes and Nick smiles back to me as I find a vain and inject it in , when I undo the strap he is gasping for breath as this is a heavy shot. I can’t help my self and start to kiss Nick and he is responding back with a lot on passion , as I try to control my self I’m not going to just fuck him but make man on man love to him and he is still a virgin in so many ways. I find his nipples are wired to his dick and spend time bitting , licking and sucking them. I tell him to do the same to me and to be careful with my nipple rings. Nick is a fast learner and my dick is rock hard but I want to get him going wild begging for me to fuck his hole. I push him down to my dick and direct Nick on how to suck a dick with a 4 gauge Prince Albert and tell Nick he will have one very soon. I don’t to put a load in Nick mouth as that is a waist of good toxic cum, it should be in his boy hole. I push Nick away and work on his Tina dick but he is kinda of hard and it does not me long for him to shoot a load into my mouth. I have never seen someone on this much Tina to be able to stay this hard and still shoot a big load. I keep Nick load in my mouth and crawl up his body till we are face to face and kiss Nick and give back his negative load. I look in Nick face and say you want me to fuck you and he says YES. I tell Nick I’m POZ and he says I don’t care I just want to make man on man love to me. I turn him over on his stomach put Nick on all 4s and put my face in his hole. Jerry did a fine job but Nicks hole is back to being tight , I get my tongue in and boy this is so pretty and do all I can and Nick is moaning in pleasure now , so its time as I’m like a rock. The PA I’m working up and down his crack and as I start to push in I can Nick hole is opening up for me. Once I’m all the way in I just to do shorts slow strokes and Nick is really enjoying it, not like when Jerry just rape his hole. I ask Nick that when I cum does he want my POZ cum in his hole and become a POZ cum dump YES is all I hear. The door opens and it’s Jerry with a hand held camera as He wants to get all the close ups on Nick hole and my dick working his hole.Nick is oblivious to Jerry as he is begging for me to fuck faster and faster and I know the PA is doing its job of tearing the inside of Nicks hole up so my toxic cum gets into Nick blood stream. When I cum I burry my body to his so my cum goes in as deep as it can and I just stay their till my dick is no longer pulsing out my toxic cum. When I pull Nick turn over and says thank you as I bring my dick to his mouth so he can clean it and he does it so willing as he looks up to me , when he is finish I kiss him and we cuddle for a wile and then we fuck again and again, Then Jerry break into the room.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 8 “A surprise?!! I already have an awesome gift from you.” “You’ll like this surprise. Time to celebrate your conversion.” “Oh, a Friday night fish fry,” I asked with a smirk? Zak chuckled, “No, more like a Friday night fuck fest.” We drove to the south end of Boystown to a bar called Manhandler. As we walked down the sidewalk toward the front door Zak said, “Thought we would start here. We can have a few drinks while cruising the play area out back.” The bar area was small taking only a few bar stools to line its full length. Bareback porn played on several screens scattered throughout the dark room. I quickly sufficed that men didn’t come here for the casual conversation even though the bartender was friendly and personable. We both ordered a beer then Zak led me onto the back patio. Two groups of guys huddled together laughing and puffing on their Marlboro lights. As we strolled through the open patio area toward a fenced in, large covered arbor a few guys broke from their discussions and turned their heads to give us the once over. I made eye contact with a sexy daddy type with a shaved head, and a thick patch of chest hair that curled out from his shirt’s neckline. He glanced from me to Zak, and a huge smile suddenly appeared on his face. He started to walk toward us. He approached Zak and put out his hand. As he shook Zak’s hand he pulled Zak into a big hug and chuckled, “Oh my God, How the hell are you, sexy?” “Doing great. Awesome to see you, Charles.” “I haven’t seen you for months. What have you been up to?” “Well, for starters I have a sexy boyfriend I’d like you to meet.” Zak put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. “Zeek, I’d like you meet a good buddy of mine, Charles.” I put out my hand to greet Charles. He shook it then said, “Hell, Zeek…..” He pulled me toward him and gave me a hug. “Pleased to meet you.” As he released me from his bear hug he gave me the once over, “Damn, Zak, you weren’t kidding. He is one hot man.” I blushed but thanked Charles for the compliment like a proper boy. “Well you’re quite the hot man yourself, Charles.” I didn’t know just how hot Charles was, but would soon find out. After a brief catching up between the two friends Zak leaned over to Charles and quietly exchanged words between the two of them. They looked at me and gave me a devilish grin then continued to chat back and forth. Charles continued to eye me up and down and smile as he shook his head in agreement with whatever my boyfriend was saying to him. Charles then approached me and said, “I guess congratulations are in order.” He hit me on the shoulder in a playful manner, “Zak said I should better introduce myself to you. He and I have a special connection if you know what I mean.” I looked at him kind of confused. Charles leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “I’m your boyfriend’s gifter. Guess you got my DNA in roundabout way.” I chuckled, “So you’re Zak’s daddy. Does that make you my grandpa?” “Hey, bitch.” Charles nudged me and laughed, “I’ll be recharging your ass yet, boy.” “Promises, promises,” I playfully kidded. Zak put his arms around both of our shoulders. “Maybe we should take this in the back, guys.” Charles looked at me, grabbed my ass and pulled me into a deep, erotic, lip lock. His kiss immediately boned me up, and I reached over to massage his dick, over filling my grip with a half hard massive piece of meat. “Love to seed you boy.” Zak led us both by the hand to the back play area. Knowing potent doses of cum were right around the corner for me with our toxic threesome we all sprouted hard cocks that tented our jeans. The thought of Charles’s massive poz cock in my hole, and being the meat that charged my boyfriend, just turned me on even more. I wanted all of his demon seed in my ass. We strolled to the back corner of the play area. Huddling into a three way hug, we began making out with each other. I massaged my partner’s and his daddy’s cock and found my way to their jeans zippers. In no time I had their pants to their knees with their hard cocks pressed against me. Charles reached in and grabbed my meat. “Fair is fair, boy,” as he unbuttoned my jeans and my cock flipped from my jeans fully erect. Charles leaned toward me, “Time to give you the DNA that pozzed you, and directly from the source, boy.” Charles backed away from me. This demon God displayed his massive, poz cock fully erect and leaking toxic precum. His biohazard tattoo protruded from the bottom edge of his t-shirt. He slowly slid his shirt up his abdomen revealing the entire mark of a proud, poz pig. Waves of muscle contractions pulsed down his shaft as he slowly walked toward me. My body still ached a bit, reminding me that I was still recovering from my recent conversion. Charles spun me around. Zak buried his tongue down my throat while Charles spit in his hand and slicked up my hole for his cock. Zak broke from our lip lock and quietly whispered in my ear, “I’m so glad you are about to feel my daddy’s massive cock filling you with his charged seed. It’s awesome!!” Zak again gazed into my eyes then began to make love to me with passionate kisses. A crowd of guys closed in around us with some dropping their pants to stroke their hard dicks. A few of the guys stroked each other while watching the public display play out in front of them. Charles and Zak clearly displayed their biohazard tattoos, letting the onlookers know as they slid in me, I was taking poz cock raw. Charles wasted no time in pressing his cock head to my hole and working his glans into my still tight hole. “Fuck, man, I can see why Zak said he loves fucking your ass. Beautiful!!!!!!” Charles worked his way in deeper, and Zak bent me over and shoved his hard cock into my mouth. As I gagged and struggled to take Zak’s entire shaft down my throat Charles thrust his pole deep into my gut. Charles had a massive cock, and it felt like he was tearing my hole to shreds. My body tensed, and I groaned in pain. Eventually, my hole now stretched wide open, relaxed into pleasurable sensations. The crowd grew in numbers and moved in closer. “Fuck, guys, you like seeing him take our poz cocks, don’t you?” Charles began to plow in and out of my hole, pulling me all the way onto his stiff sword. I can see why Zak wanted this man to be his daddy. He was fucking hot and knew how to work my hole. “You want my venom don’t you, pig?” I pulled Zak’s shaft from my throat. Since the crowd didn’t know I was already toxic, I worked it for all it was worth. “Fuck, yes. Poz my hole.” From the groans around us, I could tell the public “conversion” was a crowd pleaser. Even if they couldn’t admit it, more and more gay men were coming to terms with their turn on for HIV and AIDS. Hell, a bunch of them were probably turned on by other STDs as well. Charles fucked my hole non-stop for a good twenty minutes while I continued to get my face fucked by my boyfriend. “You want my demon seed, boy, just like your boyfriend did, don’t you?” “Fuck, yes, poz him,” a voice projected from the crowd. Charles said, “Yeah, you like that don’t you guys? Feels awesome pozzing this pig.” Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and stroked his shaft. “You want our poz cum from both ends, don’t you boy,” Zak added? Charles grinned and winked at Zak, “I’m not on meds, boy, so this is highly toxic.” “Fuck!! I want to poz….give me your HIV!!!” Zak stroked his throbbing cock in front of my face, and I devoured it into my mouth. Zak’s cock stiffened repeatedly as I slid his shaft across my tongue to the back of my throat. His cock head was drenched with precum. It was salty and sweet, giving me even more pleasure swallowing all his toxic juices. I could tell from their breathing and thrusts into me they were both close to flooding me with their poz seed. “Are you ready boy, because you’re getting my venom.” Charles thrust one more time working his shaft as deep in my gut as possible. His body began to spasm, and Zak’s dick expanded in my throat. Charles and Zak both groaned and began to shoot their toxic seed into me from both ends. I was in heaven taking every drop of poison into my body from my boyfriend and his daddy. “Feel our cocks unloading in you, pig? You’re taking all my poz cum in your gut. You’ve got my virus in you now.” Zak said, “Swallow all that poz cum, pig. Fuck, yes. Your neg days are gone, boy.” “Oh fuck,” came from the crowd, and splashes of cum sprayed across my body from the guys surrounding us. I stood up and leaned back into Charles’s chest. He grasped me around my abdomen and thrust even deeper into my intestines. I could still feel his cock throbbing in my gut, coating my intestines with more charged cum. The animalistic act set my body on fire, and my cock stiffened as the toxic intimacy pushed me over the edge. I impaled myself on Charles’s pole then thrust my shaft into the air as ropes of poz cream erupted across Zak’s body and jeans. “Fuck, boy, I love charging your ass…..so fucking hot,” Charles added. Charles made out with Zak with his cock still buried in my ass. As his rod slipped from my hole I turned around and melted into Charles as he wrapped his arms around me and passionately kissed me. Zak embraced the two of us in his arms and joined the wet exchange of kisses. The three of us swirling our tongues together and kissing as we caressed each other’s poz bodies. We slowly pulled up our jeans, ending the erotic public display as the crowd slowly dissipated. We made our way through the open patio area where lustful stares and the cruisy once overs from guys followed us like celebrities on the red carpet. Charles bought us all a celebratory round of drinks, and we all grabbed a bar stool lined against the wall opposite the bar. Zak put his arm around me and pulled me toward him, “That was hot, babe. I’m happy you met Charles and added his load to the mix. I know he’s highly toxic.” My cock twitched in my pants at the thought of our toxic fuck on the patio. Zak kissed me on the cheek next to my ear before releasing his grip, but kept his arm resting loosely on my shoulder. “I see you have some awesome ink work. From our sexy man here, no doubt?” “Yeah, it’s how we met actually. I ran into Zak at the tattoo show a few months ago.” “Any plans to add the mark of proud poz man to your ink?” “That’s probably next on the agenda since I’m just getting through my conversion now.” “Sweet!! So you literally just went through the initiation into the club.” “Yep….was sick as hell last week, but so turned on by it.” “Good to see you’re spreading the ‘love,’ Zak. I like knowing my toxic babies are making the rounds.” I put my hand on Charles’s leg, “So, are you single Charles or is there a Mr. Charles out there?” “Nope, no Mr. Charles. I enjoy being single and free to roam.” Zak added, “Ever think about finding a fellow gifter or chaser to ‘start a family’ with.” “Yeah, but I already have a family started.” He motioned toward us, “And it’s expanding all the time.” “Do you know how many guys you have converted,” I asked? He grinned, “I’ve given 5 guys the gift that keeps on giving.” He chuckled and smacked Zak on the leg, “And your sexy boyfriend is my 3rd son.” Zak replied, “And I love having that bond with you, Charles,” then put his hand on Charles’s. I could see the lust in Zak’s eyes over Charles, and I think he could sense the same lust in me. He added, “You should come by the shop tomorrow. Maybe Zeek will get his biohazard tattoo. Besides, we would love to see you again.” My ears perked up, “Tomorrow!?! Absolutely!! Come by the shop, Charles. Love to have you there while Zak gives me my mark.” “I think that could be arranged. Interested in Sunday brunch beforehand?” “Yes, definitely,” said Zak. “Then I’ll call you tomorrow morning.” “It’s a date,” I added. “So what are you two doing tonight?” Zak said, “We’re out celebrating Zeek’s conversion; probably heading to the bath from here.” Charles nudged me, “Cool…..looking for more poz seed, huh?” “The more I can get the better.” “I can understand that. So what else do you do, Zeek?” “I work in marketing, web design, stuff like that.” “Oh, cool, do you work here in Chicago?” “No, I work and live in Milwaukee.” “So you guys are doing the long distance thing right now?” Zak added, “Yeah, but I’m hoping we can change that in the near future.” “We haven’t really talked about that yet,” I said. “I have a house in Milwaukee, so we’ll see where this goes.” After we finished our drinks, Charles said, “I’d ask you to join me bar hopping, but I know you’re heading to the bath.” Charles hugged and kissed us passionately. “It was so good to see you Zak, and mighty awesome meeting you, Zeek. Glad I could help with the celebration. I’ll call you guys in the morning for brunch.” Then he shuffled off to his next destination. Zak and I moved to the bar, and ordered one more drink. We joked with the bartender and watched guys get fucked in the bareback porn on the screen behind the bar. The bartender glanced over his shoulder at the porn video, “Boy, he’s got quite the cock, doesn’t he?” “Yeah, quite nice. Glad to see you guys play the good porn. I hate condoms. Ruins the video,” I said. “Oh, I hear ya. I will only play bareback videos here, and if you have a certain fetish I can usually play that too. So what are you gentlemen up to this evening,” the bartender asked? “We came to check out the action in back, have a few drinks,” replied Zak. “Well I heard you had quite a good time on the patio.” I chuckled, “Boy, doesn’t take long for news to travel, does it?” “Oh, no….not around here. Heard it was quite the show, but I can only imagine since I’m stuck behind the bar. You two are hot men.” “Another round guys?” “Thanks, but it’s time to shove off,” Zak replied. “Ready to go, Zeek?” “Last swig, then I’ll be ready.” “You cool with the bath, babe?” “Absolutely. Looking forward to it. Let’s go.” We walked down the sidewalk to the Steamworks entrance. Zak held the door for me. “After you, my hot pig.” As I walked past he smacked me on the ass then laughed. I was excited, but a little nervous too. Besides Zak, tonight was my first time playing with other guys since I charged up. I was a bit jittery inside, almost like the fear and excitement of going into a gay bar or adult bookstore for the first time. Don’t get me wrong. I have no regrets on pozzing. I find it extremely erotic. It’s just new. It’s still sinking in that I actually AM poz now. We approached the counter and Zak got a sling room on the second floor. I got a locker to save on cost then we both headed upstairs. We stripped down, and before cruising the joint to check out the guys, we made out and sucked each other’s toxic cocks. “Ok, babe. Let’s check out the guys then meet back here in about an hour and get our asses loaded with cum.” We stepped into the hall and closed the door to room 229. Zak proudly showed off his biohazard tattoo above his towel line then strolled off. I wandered off in the opposite direction. I first wanted to check out what I call the “sucking room.” I entered the lower level, and one guy definitely caught my eye. He was about 45 or so with a hairy thin body. He definitely had the poz look of a long time AIDS survivor. His towel hung over the rail next to him standing above me naked. His sunken cheeks showed the effects of his lipodystrophy. With his hands resting on the rail I could see his arms prominently displayed his veins. Dark brown hair wisped across a slightly distented looking abdomen leading to his hot cock. It dangled half-erect between his thin, veiny legs and hung to what looked like a good 8 inches uncut. My cock immediately boned up, and I approached him looking up at his face. He moved in closer to the railing, and his meat danced as it pulsed before me. My mouth watered in anticipation of tasting his poz piece of meat. I grasped his shaft at the base and felt the head of his meat touch my lips before slipping his cock into my mouth. I could taste his sweet, poz precum across my tongue as his cock stiffened and leaked its poison from his piss hole. I reached for my cock and stroked my hard shaft. This man set a burning desire through my body. I wanted his cock and cum inside me. As I continued to deep throat his cock he fucked my face with slow, deep thrusts of his shaft down my throat. My eyes watered, and I nearly gagged several times as I devoured the full length of his massive meat. His cock stiffened and his breathing became more pronounced. He was close to shooting his sweet nectar down my throat, but to my disappointment he pulled his hard meat from my mouth. He looked down at me and said, “I’ll be back boy. Love to plant my seed in you.” As he turned to walk away my cock throbbed in my hand seeing his thin, wasted ass cheeks slowly disappear from the play area. I quickly circled the room and exited from the room hoping to catch a glimpse of him. To my surprise he was coming down the stairs in front me naked and fully erect with his towel in one hand. He walked toward me with his eyes fixed on mine. He winked and reached down and grasped my ass as he brushed against my shoulder. I turned to watch his sexy ass round the corner and disappear down the hall of rooms. While I was sucking the hot AIDS wasted daddy type Zak first hit the bathrooms in all three levels. The display of all his body ink and his sexy, long beard certainly turned a lot of heads along the way. He put notes on the chalk boards in the bathrooms. They read, “Cum dump taking ALL loads in sling room #229….especially love poz seed.” After emptying his bladder at the urinal he wandered through the gloryhole area and down the back stairs to the second floor play spaces with a sling and fuck bench. I wandered the halls that were lined with rooms. I glanced into the ones that had the doors propped open; each displaying a different scene with guys sprawled out on the mattress stroking their cock or lounging on their belly with their bare ass displayed, begging for cock and cum. I rounded the corner and started to cruise down the middle row of rooms. The sounds of someone being fucked projected from a room in the middle of the hall. A few steps closer and I noticed the door was open. As I approached there was my hot boyfriend on his hands and knees on the mattress getting fucked by a young, smooth twink with six pack abs and a scruffy beard. Zak looked up at me and grinned. I dropped my towel open and stroked my cock in the doorway in front of them. The twink slid the full length of his cock from my man’s hole before plunging back into him. His shaft was veiny and thick about 7 inches long. His balls dangled low between his legs smacking Zak’s ass cheeks with each thrust into him. My cock quickly boned up at the sight of my boyfriend impaled on this stud’s meat. Before I knew it, “Fuckin cum in his ass, dude,” escaped from my lips. “You want my cum, man” the twink asked? “Fuck, yes. Give it to me.” I edged myself close to shooting my load but held back, because the pig play was just beginning. My stiff rod leaked its juices, and I smeared my shaft with my virus laced precum as I gave it a few more strokes. A tasty treat for anyone sucking my poz cock. The twink’s breathing became fast and he growled as his body jerked with his cock buried deep in my boyfriend’s ass. I knew he just deposited his load into Zak’s guts. The sight of Zak taking a load of cum before my eyes made my cock throb and dance in the air. “Fucking hot, man,” I said, then wrapped my towel around me. My cock tented my towel in front of me. I blew a kiss to my boyfriend and disappeared from the doorway. About 10 minutes later I ran into Zak outside the “sucking room.” “That was fucking hot seeing you take that twink’s cum.” “You like seeing that too, huh? I love watching you take cum too, Zeek.” “I think we better head to our room, babe. You need to get in the sling.” Once in our room Zak pulled me to him and passionately kissed me. “Fuck, I love you, babe. It’s so awesome having you here with me.” “I love you too, Zak.” “I think you are going to enjoy this. I kind of posted a note on all the bathroom chalk boards.” “You did, huh, and what does this note say?” “Ah….just that a cum dump is in the sling room taking all loads.” I felt a wave of excitement shoot through my body as my cock twitched. “Fuck!! You’re such a pig. I love it.” “Are you ready?” “First you need to get in the sling and feed me that twink’s cum from your hole.” In a flash, Zak was in the sling. A small trickle of cum leaked from his used hole, and I quickly lapped it up then licked around his cunt. I could smell the twink’s cock on my boyfriend’s hole. The taste of his cum mixed with Zak’s ass juices stiffened my cock as I stroked my hard shaft. “Damn, I want to fuck you so badly and plant my poz load in your guts, Zak.” “Slow down, babe. We’ll be making love later tonight with each other loaded with cum.” Zak flipped himself out of the sling, and I took his place. “Thanks for warming it up,” I chuckled. Zak handed me the poppers and opened the door like we were opening a restaurant for business. I held the bottle to my nostril and took a deep breath holding it in before exhaling. The rush hit my head as my heart raced and cock throbbed. I stroked my shaft, and Zak returned to the sling. He lubed his cock and slammed it into my hungry hole. Guys wandered past the open door as Zak thrust into my ass with his pierced rod. A few guys stopped and watched my boyfriend fucking me. Then a sexy, hairy little number walked past the door and stopped. He was bald and bearded, muscular and masculine with a few tattoos down his left arm. He squeezed past the guys lingering at the doorway and walked up to the sling; his towel already fully tented from his hard dick. He dropped his towel to the floor revealing a small biohazard tattoo on his left hip and stroked his 8 inch cock. Sprouting from the base of his poisonous shaft a thick bush of pubic hair led to a sweet treasure trail. The gentle wisp of hair extended up to his belly button. His chest was covered in a thick patch of dark fur. He slowly ran his fingers down my abdomen to my cock like he was checking out a cool sports car. He said, “Fucking sweet!! I’m going to breed you good.” Zak pulled out of my hole as the hairy daddy took his place at my cunt. He lined up his meat and pressed the head to my hole. “You may want to take a hit of those poppers, boy.” I removed the cap, and again inhaled deeply. As the poppers sent me flying, my cock throbbed and cunt puckered. I moaned with pleasure, “Fuck yes. Fuck me.” The hairy stud grabbed the chains to the sling and impaled me on his tool with one hard thrust. My ass engulfed his cock to his balls. His pole hit my prostate, sending waves of pleasure through my body and cock. As the stud plowed my hole, deep and rough, Zak worked his nipples from behind. “Fuck, pinch ‘em hard,” he said to Zak. “Fuck yes!!” Zak and this stud moved in perfect rhythm. As the sling’s gentle swinging motion met the stud’s thrust, his cock repeatedly bottomed out deep in my gut, followed by Zak’s meat grinding between his ass cheeks. “Fuck you feel so good in me. I want your cum in me.” “You’re a cum hungry pig, aren’t you boy? I’ll give it to you…..every drop.” Sweat glistened and ran down our bodies. The intoxicating smell of sex and sweat permiated the room. I took another hit of poppers. As it again kicked in, my hole clamped tight around the stud’s shaft, and my boned cock pulsed. With each massage of my prostate he worked me closer to the edge, and I felt like my jizz could erupt from my piss hole at any minute. He continued to plow into me and gave me no warning. His meat stiffened and thickened even more. It pressed firmly at my cunt’s walls, stretching me open even more. His balls pulled up, and I suddenly felt his cock throbbing in my hole. “Fuckin take my poz cum, bitch,” as he groaned and his body jerked. “Fuck, fuck, yes,” he exclaimed. “Give it to me, fuck.” I could feel each shot of his toxic seed hit my guts. Zak wrapped his arms around the stud and held him as his cock continued to unload in me. The jerking of his body stopped and he panted leaning against Zak. His meat began to soften and slipped from my hole. I looked at my cock, still throbbing against my abdomen and noticed a thick stream of creamy demon seed leaking from the head of my meat. The stud grasped his towel and said, “Thanks pig, enjoy my poz cum in your cunt,” as he exited through the crowd of guys gathered at the door. The next guy walked in, dropped his towel and plowed into my used hole. An hour later a mixture of 7 loads of cum dripped from my gaping cunt. Zak buried two fingers into my hole. Cum gushed out around his fingers and dripped to the floor. He shoved his hard cock into my hole and slipped his cum drenched fingers into my mouth. I licked them clean as he slowly churned the mixture of cum in my gut with his cock. “Fuck, babe, your cummy hole feels so fucking amazing on my shaft.” He pulled his hard meat from my hole. It was coated with cum that dripped from his pole. He knelt at my cunt and lapped up the cum and ass juice leaking out of me. “Fucking sweet, babe.” He stood up and pressed his lips to mine. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, sharing cum with me as we made out. “Fucking hot, huh” Zak asked? “Oh, fuck,” I said!! I pulled Zak’s lips to mine again and buried my tongue down his throat. The taste of ass, cum and cock again filled my mouth. “Oh my fucking God,” I said. Zak grinned, “This is going to be one fucking hot night, babe.” More to follow……………..

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 7 Zak sped down the interstate checking out truckers as he cruised past their cabs. A while later my phone dinged with a text message. “I’m home, babe. Had a great weekend together. Miss you already.” “Me 2.” During the week we made plans to meet in Chicago to continue my sleeve. I drove down Friday evening and arrived at Zak’s shop around 6. I opened the front door and the bell jingled as I walked in. Zak’s face lit up when he saw it was me. He rushed to greet me with a big hug and kiss. “God I missed you, babe.” “You feel so good, Zak. Happy to see you.” “Come on in. Ready to get started?” “Yeah.” “Get comfy.” With a devilish grin he said, “Take your clothes off….or your shirt, which ever you prefer. I’ll set up.” I chuckled as I pulled my shirt off and plopped into the chair. “Your arm looks awesome, babe. We may finish it today…..Hey, what’s that on your abdomen?” He continued to set up his work station. “Umm, they’re just scratch marks. I was a little itchy this afternoon.” “Are you allergic to anything I should be aware of? Feel ok?” “Nope to the allergy, and I feel fine.” “Ok, then let’s get started.” The buzz of his tattoo gun filled the room like a swarm of bees around a hive. After several hours, my arm was on fire, but my tattoo was finished. “Wow, Zeek…..check it out. It looks awesome.” Looking into the mirror, “I love it!! Beautiful job, Zak. Thank you so much.” “My pleasure, babe. Want to celebrate with a drink on me?” “Actually, I don’t mean to be a party pooper, but I’m feeling pretty exhausted. I know it sounds like, ‘not tonight honey,’ but I have a bad headache started.” “Are you sure you’re ok?” “Yeah….I’m just tired.” “Ok, well, let me do a quick clean up, and we’ll head to my place.” He gently caressed the top of my head and kissed me. At Zak’s place I no sooner laid on the bed and I was out like a light. I woke in the middle of the night in a pool of sweat. I rushed to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before vomiting my guts out. I was burning up, and nauseated. I curled up in the fetal position on the cool floor next to the toilet aching all over my body. I must have dozed off, because I woke to Zak tapping me on the shoulder. “Are you ok, because you look like you’ve been hit by a truck, babe?” I half grinned, “Oh, good, cause that’s about how I feel.” “Think you needed one more tattoo tonight.” Half out of it I mumbled, “What are you talking about?” “A biohazard tattoo, cause I think you’re converting, Zeek.” “Ah, so that’s why I feel like shit.” Then I smiled and laid my head on the floor again. “Let me help you back to bed.” “I think I need to lay here for a bit, Zak.” He disappeared and returned with two pillows and a blanket. “Then I belong here too.” Zak placed a pillow under my head and curled up next to me on the bathroom floor. He put his hand on my hip and whispered, “I hope joining the club turns you on as much as it does me.” I smirked and pulled his hand to my crotch. I rubbed his hand across my boned up cock. “Does that answer your question?” “That’s my boy.” His hard death dick brushed against me as he kissed me on the shoulder, and we eventually drifted off to sleep. In the morning Zak carried me to the bed and tucked me in. “I know the conversion can be rough, Zeek, but it’s an honor to be proud of.” “I love knowing that you’re my gifter; that your DNA is in me, your virus is taking over my body.” “We’re connected forever, babe. Feel my disease coursing through your veins as your system surrenders to S****** disease. Relax. Let it flow. Experience your conversion. It’s intense, but oh so erotic. I’ll be back in a bit. I’m running to the store to get some things for you.” Zak kissed me on the lips. “I love you, babe, and I love that I’m the one that infected you.” I spent Saturday in bed battling the symptoms of my initiation into the poz brotherhood, welcoming HIV into my life. As sick as I was the urge to fuck and celebrate my new found status was relentless. I stroked my newly poz cock to climax several times, but again I found myself horny with a raging hard on craving more demon seed. Zak appeared in the bedroom doorway naked. His monster fully aroused, drooling toxins from its mouth. Poison dripped from his PA ring onto the floor. “I can’t stop thinking about you, babe. I’m so boned that you are poz. You need a recharging.” He walked over to the bedside, his throbbing monster swaying side to side as he approached. He slipped into bed beside me. My body was aching and soaked with sweat mixed with coatings of my poz sperm across my abdomen and chest. Zak lubed his cock with spit and pressed directly into my HIV infected hole. He grasped my throbbing cock and impaled me with his death stick. I lay there like a limp rag, but so horny for more of his virus. Zak thrust his venomous weapon into my guts again and again….slow and deep. “I want to flood your system with my disease, babe. Reinfect you over and over.” I just groaned with chills flooding my body. My cock throbbed repeatedly as Zak’s monster caressed my prostate. “Oh, Fuck, babe. I won’t last long. You have me so fucking turned on.” I reached across his body and pressed against his ass with what strength I had, trying to bury his death stick deeper inside me. “Give me more of your disease, Zak. I want my hole flooded with your virus.” “Fuck, you got it, babe. Here it comes. More of S****** seed.” Zak’s cock erupted with a flood of toxins filling my cunt with more HIV infected sperm. His cock remained in me pulsing and throbbing. As his meat slipped from my gut a gush of venomous cum trickled from my wrecked hole. Zak turned me onto my back and straddled my body. “I want to be the first to take my demon seed from your infected cock,” and he sat down on my hard shaft, burying it all the way in his ass. I let out a loud groan of pleasure, and we looked into each other’s eyes. It only took a few thrusts of him riding my dick, and he quickly pushed me over the edge. My cock pulsed over and over, releasing its disease from my piss hole as I filled his ass with my poz cum. Zak’s hole tightened around my shaft, milking every drop of virus from my pole. “Fuck yes, babe. We’re now sharing demon seed full circle. We are one.” I lightly caressed his chest and smiled. A tear trickled down my cheek. This man stole my heart completely. “I love you, Zak.” He crawled off me. He kept all my poz cum in his gut as my meat slipped from his hole. He stood next to the bed, his proud infected cock dangling before my face as he tucked me in. I quickly drifted off to sleep. Later that evening I woke to Zak carrying me to the bathroom. “You’re awake. Welcome back, babe. You slept all day. I ran you a hot bath.” He set me down in the tub, then stood up, unzipped his pants and whipped out his dick. He stood above me at the edge of the tub and pissed all over me. I licked the salty taste of his urine from my lips. “You can soak in more my fluids….sharing all of me with you Zeek….my hot little pig boy.” While I laid in the hot water and piss, Zak cleaned and dressed my tattoo. “Relax and soak it in for a bit, babe. I’ll make you a little bite to eat. You need to keep your strength up.” Zak returned a little while later. He dried me off, carried me to bed and propped me up with pillows. A tray of soup and Gatorade presented in front of me. “You need to try to eat, babe. The conversion is draining.” Zak fed me some soup, and I took a few sips of the Gatorade, “I can’t eat right now, Zak. I just want to rest.” “Ok, babe.” He took the food away then returned and curled up with me naked in bed. I woke in the morning with my head resting on Zak’s chest; curled up against him with his arms wrapped around me. My hard cock throbbed, pressed firmly against his leg. He squeezed me gently in his arms and kissed my forehead. “How are you doing, babe?” “I feel horrible, but it’s weird…..at the same time I’m so turned on that I’m converting.” “I can tell. I told you it’s erotic. Your cock has been throbbing rock hard against my leg for the past hour. Your infected fluids leaking from your shaft has me horned up.” Zak folded me in half and bent my legs over his shoulders. He said, “I know you want all my poison, babe,” then buried his infected cock in my hole. I whimpered with pain as Zak plowed in deep, but I was too weak and too turned on at the same time to stop. I didn’t want to stop. This demonic desire was growing in me, and I relished in the pleasure of becoming a poz cum pig, a vessel of our diseases, swapping and sharing everything together. “You want more of my demon seed, don’t you, pig?” I simply moaned with pleasure as Zak thrust in and out of my hole. My cock lay fully erect against my abdomen. “That’s it, baby, milk my poison from my cock. Take all my diseases. More of my virus is definitely in you already.” Zak plowed into me, each time his pole stiffened and stretched my hole. He pounded at my prostate repeatedly. “Fuck, Zeek, I’m so close. Here come my toxic babies.” As his shaft unloaded, recharging my cunt with his virus he said, “Take my virus, babe. I’d love to be infecting each other with AIDS seed, letting our viruses mutate, experiencing S****** disease fully.” That pushed me over the edge. My cock immediately spit ropes of poisonous cum onto my chest and face. I opened my mouth and lapped up some of my diseased spunk. Zak reached up and smeared my poz load all over my chest and abdomen while he worked his poison into my intestines. He stroked my cock lubing it with my cum before slipping from my cunt. I stayed in bed covered in and filled with infected cum and fell back to sleep. Zak canceled most of his appointments for the week. I stayed in bed, and he cared for me. We repeatedly swapped our toxic cum with each other daily. When Zak had to piss he carried me into the bathroom and drenched me in urine. By the end of the week I stunk of a mixture of sweat, piss, and cum. I began to gain my strength again and felt a bit better. My body was adjusting to its invasion and surrendered to HIV. I finally showered on Friday, washing the stench of my erotic filth down the drain. Zak returned home from his shop late in the afternoon. “Good to see you’re starting to feel better, babe. I have a surprise for you.” More to follow……..

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 6 We spent the night spooning each other in bed. I woke with morning wood and Zak’s hard cock sandwiched between my ass cheeks. It felt so right waking in his arms with his boned up dick against my body. I snuggled further into Zak and worked his shaft against my hungry hole. Thoughts of last night’s breeding made my cock dance rock hard. Zak yawned and stretched, rubbing his boner tight against me. “Morning, babe.” “Morning.” He sighed and kissed the back of my neck, “Did you sleep well?” “Yep. Feels good waking up with you.” As he snuggled me and ground his cock against me, “Doesn’t feel so bad for me either.” “I can’t stop thinking about last night.” “That was pretty hot, wasn’t it?” “Want to do some more breeding today?” “Yeah, I’m game.” “You still have Jonathan’s number from lunch yesterday?” “I’m sure it’s still in my pocket.” “Why don’t you message him and see if he wants to have a drink and some threesome play?” I reached for my phone. Tap, tap, tap….. I tried to reach Jonathan with a text message. “Hey Jonathan….it’s Zeek from yesterday at the restaurant. U have plans today?” I snuggled into Zak again. A few minutes later my cell phone called out to us with a “ding.” I had a message from Jonathan. “Hey Zeek, Glad to hear from u. Enjoyed our ‘bathroom break.’ No plans today. What did u have in mind?” “Brunch and some 3some play?” “Love to. Where and when 2 meet?” Zak was stroking my hard shaft while I tried to concentrate on messaging back and forth with our new play bud. “How about Café Centraal on Kinnickinnic at 11:30?” “Sounds good. Will give me time to get moving. Still lying in bed. Feels good to sleep in on my day off.” “We are hangin out in bed yet too.” “Awesome. Nothing like a lazy start to the day.” I snapped a selfie of Zak and I in bed and sent it to Jonathan with a message, “U need 2b here in bed with us swappin cum.” “U R getting me turned on.” About a minute later pics of Jonathan’s hard rod and tight hole showed up on my phone, “Look forward to seeing u guys.” “Damn, can’t wait to tap that ass again. See U at 11:30.” “Boned with anticipation. Will your BF fuck me too?” “U bet he will.” I snapped a pic of Zak’s cock making sure to not include his biohazard tattoo then sent it to Jonathan with a message. “Here’s Zak’s cock….inked and pierced. You’ll love it…..feels amazing!” By the time I finished texting Jonathan, Zak had his lips wrapped around my shaft and was deep throating my cock. “Fuck, Zak that feels so good.” Between panting, “Jonathan wants…. you to…. fuck him too. I want… to see you… unload your…. poz seed in him.” “We can both breed him, babe.” I pulled Zak off my slick cock. “The thought of pozzing Jonathan has me so close to cumming. My dick throbbed and stiffened over and over. Precum glistened on the head of my shaft. “You better slow down, or I’ll be shooting my swimmers down your throat in no time.” We showered fully erect. I don’t think our cocks dropped to more than half mast the entire time. We made out while lathering each other’s bodies and stroking each other’s rods all soaped up. We both pissed on each other at the same time. Our urine mixed together as it ran down our bodies with our lips locked. On the drive to the restaurant our cocks strained against our jeans begging to be released. “Damn, Zak, I’m so boned up. I can’t get my cock to go down.” “I know, breeding always gets me going too. Try thinking of something else.” Thought I had it licked. I focused on thinking about the landscaping I wanted to complete around my house, but that led to thoughts of Summer, the hot sun, sweaty construction workers, to stripping their shirts off and my cock boned up again. Zak chimed in, “Not working I see. I have a sure way to kill your hard on.” “Go for it.” “Think about a woman naked. Her cunt is steamy and goopy with a yeast infection. When she spreads her legs it smells like a rotting fish.” “Damn, Zak….talk about not only killing my wood, I may be vomiting on top of it.” He chuckled, “Works every time.” We arrived at Café Centraal a few minutes early and ordered a drink at the bar. The bartender was a sexy number with ink up one arm, a trim waist, reddish brown hair and a scruffy 5 o’clock shadow. In no time my cock was boned up again. “Hi guys, can I get you a drink?” Zak blurted out, “I’ll have a stella.” “Bottle or tap?” “Bottle please.” “And you sir?” “I’ll have a Sam Adams……bottle.” “Coming right up.” The bartender bent down to get the beer from the cooler, allowing us both to check out his firm ass. Zak and I glanced at each other. Zak smiled and raised his eyebrows at me. “My thoughts exactly,” I said. “Here you go guys. Are you having lunch too?” “Yes, we’re just waiting for a buddy to get here.” “I’ll start a tab, add it to your food bill.” “Ok, cool,” I added. Swinging my bar stool toward Zak, I motioned toward my crotch and softly stated, “Think I’m going to stop battling the monster in my pants, because he’s clearly winning.” Zak chuckled, “You ARE a horny devil aren’t you, babe?” Jonathan was a few minutes late. He slipped onto the bar stool next to me and nudged my shoulder with his. “Hi, guys.” “Hey, Jonathan.” Zak added, “Hello, Jonathan.” “Zak and Zeek,” he said, “Kind of has a ring to it.” “It’s actually Isaac, but my friends call me Zeek.” “Well, I really enjoyed meeting you both yesterday……. Zak and Zeek.” “Same,” added Zak. “We just ordered a drink, Jonathan. Would you like something?” Zak motioned for the bartender. “What would you like, sir?” Jonathan ordered a brandy and coke. “With Korbel if you have it, please.” The bartender returned shortly with his drink in hand. “Thanks, man.” Jonathan scooped it off the bar, and we shuffled off to get a table. You could feel the sexual tension in the air as we perused the menus. I fumbled on my words, “So Jonathan, I bet it has to feel good being on the receiving end……ah, I mean being served rather than serving…..um….you know, waiting tables.” We all laughed….breaking the ice. Jonathan grinned, “I do like being on the receiving end in more ways than one.” (Thinking to myself) You’ll be receiving a lot more than you realize today. My cock twitched in my pants. “Good because Zak and I are in a giving mood.” (Thinking to myself) Or I should say gifting mood. Zak glanced at me with a cheeky grin that told me he knew exactly what I was thinking. Our waiter popped in out of nowhere. He was short and thin, smooth shaven, and proper with his shirt buttoned to his neck. Nice, cute, maybe 19 or 20 and a little nerdy. “Hi, guys. I’m Coty. I’ll be your waiter today.” We all said hello at the same time. He quickly blurted out, “I see you all have drinks. I’ll give you some time with the menus and stop back in a few.” “Thanks, Coty.” As fast as he appeared he disappeared. Jonathan said, “Boy, he’s fast. Too much coffee or something, another cup and he may explode.” “Well, Jonathan, that bubbly personality you bring to your customers certainly stands out.” Zak tapped Jonathan on the shoulder, “Not to mention the added attention you give to some of us.” He blushed, “I do like my customers to leave happy, but yesterday was a FIRST.” Zak inquired with a flirtatious air, “Ok, Jonathan, see anything you like on the menu?” Jonathan smirked then continued to browse his menu. Without looking up he said, “Well, that would be on the dessert menu, guys, but yes I do.” Coty slipped into position at our table with his pad and pen in hand to take our orders. I wanted to tell him to loosen up a bit, unbutton his shirt and let his hair down a bit, but resisted the urge and let the young lad be. I just thought to myself a good stiff cock up your ass would do you wonders, Coty, as I smiled and placed my order. After a short wait Coty promptly returned with our lunch plates. I noticed his glances at the three of us. This was more than looking. This was checking us out in a subtle way. It set my gaydar off. “Is there anything else I can get you guys right now?” Zak said, “No, I think we are good, Coty, thanks.” He shuffled off to the bar area, but every time I looked at him his eyes were glued on us like he was ready to break into chorus of Diana Ross’s “I’m Coming Out.” About halfway through my Waldorf salad I asked, “Are you guys reading these signals from Coty too?” Jonathan replied, “You mean all the looks and stares from a distance?” “And all the glances every time he comes to the table,” Zak added? “Yeah, my gaydar is ringing like crazy.” “How could we miss it?” Coty returned to clear our plates, “Are any of you interested in dessert this afternoon?” Jonathan replied, “We saved room for dessert, but we’re having that at my place in a bit.” Coty naively said, “Oh, what’s for dessert guys?” Zak couldn’t resist, “It’s not WHAT’S for dessert, but WHO.” He glanced over at Jonathan with a smirk on his face. Coty’s mouth dropped open. The silverware slipped from his hand, and he nervously bent over to pick them up. It took him a while before reluctantly standing up. He couldn’t hide it. The tenting to the front of his pants was obvious. Coty was family too, whether he knew it or not. His face turned three shades of red, “I’ll be right back with your bill guys,” and he scurried off. My cock twitched and half boned in my pants, “I know he’s a little geeky, but there’s something sweet and innocent about him too.” Jonathan added, “Yeah, he is kind of a cute little number.” “He’s definitely a bit closeted or unsure of his sexuality,” Zak said. About 5 minutes later Coty returned. He placed the bill on the table. He could hardly look at us. Mortified, he said, “I apologize guys, and there’s no rush with this; whenever you are ready.” He turned to walk away and Zak stopped him by grabbing his shirt sleeve. Coty let out a little gasp. “You know, Coty, I hope I don’t offend you. There’s no reason to be embarrassed around us. I only said that earlier because we noticed your glances. We’re all gay here. What I said obviously turned you on. It’s cool, and you’re very welcome to join us for dessert if you like.” Coty nervously stuttered, “Ah, th…thanks, but um…..my shift doesn’t end until late.” Then he awkwardly slipped away. I left a note with Coty’s tip. “If you want to explore your gay side or just chat a bit give us a call, Zak and Zeek.” I didn’t expect to hear from him, but you never know. My focus shifted toward Jonathan and us breeding his ass. Zak was so excited at the thought of pozzing him. I’m surprised he didn’t cream his pants on the way to Jonathan’s place. “I can’t wait to dump our loads in his neg hole,” he said. I have to admit my cock was pretty boned up and leaking too. “Ditto!! The anticipation has me turned on big time.” We followed Jonathan to his apartment. My rod was throbbing in my jeans watching his tight ass strolling down the hall to his front door. Perfectly round, and plump, it filled out his pants so sweetly. I could hardly wait to tear those jeans off and bury my dick in his man hole. We no sooner got the door closed and Jonathan stripped his clothes off. His cock stood straight up in the air. He walked over to Zak and started making out with him and pulling his clothes off. As he reached to unbutton Zak’s jeans he was distracted by me pulling him to me, burying my tongue down his throat. I dropped my jeans to the floor. Having gone commando, our cocks immediately touched. We ground our wet shafts against one another, soaking each other with our slick precum. Jonathan pulled my t-shirt off over my head and tossed it aside as Zak slipped in behind him. Zak unzipped his jeans, flipped his hard shaft out, and worked it against Jonathan’s tight hole. Zak grabbed our prey by the hips and pumped his cock hard between his ass cheeks. I made eye contact with Zak as I made out with Jonathan. He winked at me, puckered up and blew me a kiss then shot me a huge smile. Jonathan arched his back and worked his ass against Zak’s poisonous meat. Zak reached in his pocket and pulled out a jacket, “I have a condom, let me suit up.” Jonathan broke away from kissing me and said, “Drop the rubber, get those jeans off, and fuck me with that poz cock!!” With shock in his voice, Zak replied, “What did you say?” Jonathan chuckled, “You came to poz me, and there’s nothing more I want than to charge up. Bury that poz cock in my hole.” My cock stiffened even more. Zak kept grinding against Jonathan’s tight ass, “How did you know I’m poz?” “I’ll tell you later after you both breed my hole.” Jonathan led us to his bed and sat down on the edge. He leaned back with his cock standing tall in front of him. While looking right at Zak he said, “Are you going to get out of those jeans now?” Zak reached down and unbuttoned his trousers and dropped them to the floor, revealing his big, brazen biohazard tattoo marking him as poz and proud. “Fucking hot!!” Jonathan’s cock stiffened and pulsed down the length of his shaft as he gazed at Zak’s poz dick and ink. “Turn around and get on your knees,” Zak demanded and walked toward the bed. Zak greased up Jonathan’s hole with spit and worked the head of his shaft in his hole. I wasted no time in crawling on the bed on my knees and making out with Jonathan slow and deep. Zak shoved farther into Jonathan’s hungry hole raw. He moaned into my mouth as we continued to kiss, and Zak impaled Jonathan all the way onto his rod. Jonathan stroked my pole. Zak pumped his ass slow and deep. I pulled my cock from Jonathan’s grip by standing up on the bed before him. After grabbing the back of his head I buried my cock deep in his throat. “Suck my cock, pig,” as I continued to face fuck him. Zak and I were in perfect rhythm fucking Jonathan from both ends. “You like my poz cock leaking poison in your hole, don’t you, pig?” I pulled my dick from Jonathan’s mouth after about ten minutes of deep throating. “Oh fuck, I want your poz loads in my ass so much.” Zak asked, “Yeah? You want my DNA?” “Yes, give it to me.” I stroked my pulsing cock, stiffening even more with each word. “Yeah? You ready for my swimmers to poz you?” “Fuck, yes.” Zak pounded into Jonathan, “Take my virus, pig. Here it comes.” “Fuck!!” Zak’s body jerked as ropes of charged sperm filled Jonathan’s guts. He quickly pulled out of Jonathan, leaving a trail of cream dripping from Jonathan’s stretched hole. “Get over here, Zeek, and get that cock in his cunt.” I scooped up Zak’s seed leaking from Jonathan’s hole and fingered it into his ass. I worked my fingers in and out of his gut then lined up my cock and plowed in. My meat was immediately coated with ass slime and my babe’s toxic cum. Sloshing my rod in Zak’s demon seed with Jonathan’s hole wrapped around my shaft made my cock throb. I worked my boyfriend’s charged load into Jonathan’s intestinal walls with each thrust. It was wet, slimy and incredible. Zak worked his dick into Jonathan’s throat, “Clean my cock off, pig. Suck it all down.” I slowed my thrusts, pumping into Jonathan feeling every inch of my cock slip deep inside. “Fuck your hole feels so good. I love working poz cum into you.” Zak held Jonathan’s head in place on his shaft, and let out a small shot of piss in Jonathan’s mouth. He quickly gulped it down his throat. “Yeah, you like that sweet piss don’t you? Want more don’t you?” Jonathan simply nodded, and I continued to fuck his ass, groaning with each thrust. I said, “You want my seed too, don’t you pig?” He again nodded as Zak fed him his piss. Jonathan devoured every drop of urine into his belly. “Are you ready for more DNA in your ass?” He nodded and mumbled, “Yes,” between gulps of piss. “Fuck, yes, cause I’m getting close.” Zak pulled his cock from Jonathan’s mouth after emptying his bladder. Jonathan licked his lips with piss dribbling off his tongue, “Oh my God that was hot!!” He took a deep breath, “Now give me your charged seed!!” “Fuck, you love that piss too, don’t you?” “Yes. I love poz cum and piss.” “Here’s my seed, pig.” “Fuck, yes.” My cock pulsed and throbbed over and over. “Yes, Fuck, yeah……I can feel you cumming in me.” I grabbed Jonathan’s hips after draining my balls in his ass. With each slow thrust of my cock I could feel our cum gushing around my shaft. As I pulled my meat from Jonathan’s hole he leaned back against my sweaty chest and with only a few strokes of his cock he splattered Zak’s chest with his creamy spunk. “Fuck, I want to poz so much!!” “Well, I definitely have a viral load,” Zak replied. “Awesome. What about you Zeek?” “Not even sure I’m poz yet. I haven’t tested, and Zak’s been filling my hole with tons of his virus.” “So you may be poz already?” “Could be.” “God, I loved that so much. Thank you, guys.” Jonathan kissed Zak on the lips and slipped his tongue in his mouth. We all flopped down on the bed in a clump of sweaty, hot flesh. After catching our breath, Zak again asked, “So how did you know I’m poz?” “Easy. I checked out guys in Milwaukee and Chicago on BBRT when I knew I was moving here. I saw your profile.” “I don’t have face pics unlocked in my profile.” “You didn’t need face pics. Your ink is hot. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I first saw your tattoos at the restaurant. I knew it was you right away from your profile pics.” I said, “So you knew all along when you took my load in the bathroom stall?” “Sure did, and you guys thought you were going to stealth my ass.” Jonathan chuckled, “I would have played along, but the poz talk while taking seed is hotter.” We both laughed. “You’re a sly little devil, aren’t you?” Jonathan grinned with satisfaction, “So you don’t know if you’re poz yet, huh Zeek?” “Nope. No symptoms yet either.” Zak cut in, “But he should be converting any time now, if he hasn’t already. He’s taken a lot of my cum. You may very well have gotten two toxic loads today.” “Awesome!!” The surprise turnabout from Jonathan left us horny as hell. Driving home our conversation about our weekend of toxic play left us with two rock hard cocks wanting release. I pulled into my garage, and we were ready to fire off another load. The garage door closed and by the time I got out of my car Zak had circled around to my side. He tore my shirt off, and pinned me against the car door. His lips were gentle but aggressive against mine. “I want you Zeek. You need another dose of my virus?” “I want you in me.” Zak pulled my jeans to my knees and flipped me around against the car. I heard his zipper fly down and seconds later his throbbing cock was plowing into my hole. It was raw and rough. He pinned my face to the roof of the car and thrust in me repeatedly. I arched my back against his meat. My cock danced with excitement against the car door. The harder and faster he pumped my ass, the closer I got to firing off my own load. I could feel he was getting close too. His panting grew more intense, and he moaned and groaned building toward climax. His shaft expanded and stiffened, opening me up wider as he shot off round after round in rapid succession. His pulsing cock filled me with sensations that pushed me over the edge, and my rod exploded with a huge load of creamy jizz streaking across my car door. Zak pressed his body against mine. His cock still buried deep in my guts. He kissed my neck then whispered, “You know I’m falling in love with you, don’t you?” I rubbed my head against his. “Ditto, babe,” and he caressed my head and body then kissed the back of my neck. The feel of his body against mine sent chills from my head to my toes. I wanted to tell him I wasn’t falling in love with him; I was already in love with him, but I didn’t. Our relationship was still new. I wanted him against me all night, but I knew he would soon be heading back to Chicago. More to come......

Totally Pigbiottom. I agree the boy was horny invited the guy to his parents place and I don't care if the boy had sex with the guy 30 times,that does not make the boy responsible but horny. A 30 year old man inviting a poz guy back to his flat for bb sex is consent,but a 15 year old to his parents place ( really doesn't that tell you something about the fact he is a child,)totally different. I loved having sex with the guys I had sex with when I was younger and would never have betrayed what occurred.But I remember one guy later in years later saying I was begging for it when I was a teenager. I was actually begging for affection when I was a kid,but I knew my commodity in the adult world was sex.So yeah complicated. This boy will be going through hell.The guy who videotapes him I don't feel quite so much empathy for.

Not only does it look hot, it is hot.