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I’m going to give this another try and see what happens… ———— I was beat when we got back into town so I told Louis that I was just going to go home. He nodded and headed towards his place. I got home just after sunset and kicked back on the couch, a beer in one hand and a joint in the other. I loved the smell wafting off my body - sweat and cum was the best cologne a guy could have as far as I was concerned. I finished off the joint and rubbed my fingers through my beard. Parts of it were crusty from the dried cum in it. I relived the afternoon’s events and picked up my phone. “Did u leave a big 1st load in Ben or did he have one in already?” was the text I sent to Louis. A few minutes later I got a message back “loaded or a lot of lube, not sure.” I thought about it a bit and the loads I tasted sure didn’t taste like lube. I started to wonder who bred him before we got there. Did they know he was going to get fucked after? Did he taste our loads after we left Ben? There seemed to be more to Ben than just a lonely, horny, queer farmer. In the end I was happy that Ben’s sex life wasn’t just the occasional random hookup. I didn’t hear anything from Louis the next week or over the following weekend. By the next Wednesday I was concerned and sent off a message “up 4 a beer?” A couple hours later I got a response - “love to. not today. mañana?” I replied - “Sure. Where?” “Chaps? 6pm?” Louis answered. I was surprised that he wanted to meet there but I wasn’t going to argue and sent back “ok.” I got home from work and changed into a different pair of jeans that weren’t covered in mud. I pulled on a tank top and grabbed some leather wrist bands. I walked into Chaps just before six and said ‘Hi’ to the guys I knew before getting a beer and sitting down at the bar. About five after, the door creaked open and in walked Louis. Right behind him was one of his co-workers that I’d seen at the Spoke & Spike several weeks before. It was the one that I had hooked up with. Louis came up to me and gave me a big hug and a kiss. I could feel he had something under his t-shirt. I guessed that he was now out to his co-worker, but the guy still seemed surprised at the long, deep kiss. After we swapped some spit, Louis called over the bartender and ordered a couple beers. While the bartender was drawing the pints, Louis said “So, Brandon here says that I should watch out for you… that you’re just a hookup guy. Oh, he says you get a bit rough, too.” I saw Brandon blush. It was nice to know his name, finally. “Well, Brandon. It kind of depends how I meet the guy. A guy I meet on an app looking to suck and swallow I treat differently than someone I meet in a non-sexual place” I replied. The beers arrived and I saw the bartender smirk. I wasn’t sure how much Louis had told Brandon about our relationship, so I was being careful with what I said. Brandon took a sip of his beer and looked back at me, unsure what to say. “If I get a bit too rough, I expect a guy to tell me, not bitch about it later. I’m not one of those guys that expects the bottom to take whatever I give. But, unless you say something, I don’t know. I gathered you didn’t like our hookup since you ignored me the next time I messaged you” I said. If Louis didn’t know that Brandon and I had hooked up before, he did now. “He can be a gentle puppy too” Louis said with a laugh. I turned to Louis and said “You can be an aggressive bastard when you want.” He smiled and nodded in reply. I could tell that Brandon was a little confused. He obviously knew that Louis and I had fucked and probably more than once. I turned to Brandon and asked “So which was it? Was I too rough or was there just no chemistry for you?” Brandon stared back at me. I could tell he didn’t want to have this discussion in front of Louis, but I didn’t care. If he came here with Louis and knew that we would meet, then any topic should be fair game. “Maybe we should head to the back and find a table” I suggested. We went to the back side of the bar to one of the tables against the wall. We were out of view of the door and most of the other customers. A few tables down my bud Stoney had his boy kneeling at his side in just a jockstrap while he talked to a few other friends. At the bar two other guys were aggressively kissing each other and one had his hand down the back of the other’s low cut jeans, fingering his hole. I could tell that Brandon was a little uncomfortable seeing the blatant displays of gay sexuality around us. “I’m still waiting for an answer, Brandon” I said after taking a sip of my beer. Louis was now staring at him too, waiting for his response. I leaned in and Louis quickly did the same. I said “It’s just between us… I won’t say anything or think less of you. I just want to know so I don’t scare off any more sexy guys, like you.” Brandon looked at me and then at Louis and then back at me. He swallowed hard and then said quietly “I was fuckin’ scared. I don’t hookup with many guys and you just seemed to use me as a fuck toy.” “Brandon, I’m sorry. You seemed to enjoy sucking my dick… Most guys that don’t have much experience freak out at the piercing and you didn’t. As I said, if a guy gets too rough with you, you need to tell them. Hookups are different than Stoney and his boy Chris over there. Chris has spent a while getting trained and knows he should do anything that Stoney says and take it no matter how hard things get, knowing that Stoney will respect his limits. On a first time meet, you need to tell a guy if you don’t like where things are going. Shit, I face fucked you and pounded that tight ass of yours and didn’t get a whimper or complaint. I thought you liked it” I said. Louis’ eyes got big and I could tell he was imagining what Brandon and my fuck was like. He wrapped his arm around Brandon’s shoulder and smiled, giving him one of those “been there, done that” wordless acknowledgements. “Just remember to say something from now on, ok? Friends?” I said, raising my glass. It seemed to shock Brandon that I was so nonchalant about the whole thing. We clinked our glasses together and took a drink. “Uh… I did like it, but I had never done anything like that before. I guess most of my sex has been pretty tame compared to you” Brandon said, staring into his glass. “Dude, you have to try new shit. Figure out what you like and what you don’t. Hell, before I met Ryan I thought I was straight” Louis said, laughing hard afterwards. Brandon was shocked hearing Louis’ comment, but a smile slowly came over his face. I think he had found someone he could relate to and it wasn’t me. We continued to talk, but not about Brandon’s and my fucked up hookup or my meetings with Louis. Well, not until he told Brandon about meeting me here and how turned on he was about the guys in leather. Brandon laughed and he said that he had watched a lot of porn and thought guys in leather either looked really hot or really cheesy. Louis smiled and then grabbed the sides of his t-shirt and slowly pulled it over his head. I grinned, looking at Louis standing there in just his leather harness, jeans and boots. His chest hair had fully grown back in, the left side full sleeve tattoo looked really good and I could see the fresh outline of the beginnings of his right side ink. Brandon’s eyes bugged out but then he licked his lips. I’m not sure if he ever had thought of Louis in a sexual way but I knew he was now. So did several of the other bar patrons and I heard a few catcalls. Louis had set the tone for the rest of the evening and I was proud of him being so… confident. I pulled off my t-shirt off and tucked it in the back of my jeans. “Well?” I asked looking at Brandon. It took a few moments and then Brandon caught my drift. He shrugged his shoulders and pulled his t-shirt off too. I had forgotten how good Brandon looked. He wasn’t muscled, but his thin body was nicely shaped. His hair was cut short and faded to nothing as it got to his ears. His pale skin was devoid of any decoration but he had a little fur on his pecs and a thicker line down the center that got wider as it passed his navel. His nipples were the “small but with hard eraser nubs” kind that felt good under my tongue and were easy to nibble on. I remembered that he had a nice bulge in his pants of the “show’er” variety that got thick and hard instead of growing longer. We gazed back and forth, checking each other out while we finished our beers off. I got up and went to the bar, ordering another round. When I came back with Louis and Brandon’s beers, I put my hand on Brandon’s shoulder as I reached around to set his beer down. I took the long route and rubbed the cold glass over each of Brandon’s nipples with the beer in my left hand. I could hear him moan and saw him close his eyes. I leaned in and let my beard brush over his shaved face while my right hand wrapped around his body and I pulled him tight to my chest. “See, I can be soft, too” I whispered in his ear. I set the beer down and slipped back to the bar and got my beer and the change. Louis and Brandon were talking but stopped as soon as I got back to the table. We chatted and scoped out each new bar patron, comparing how each of us liked them. As we finished the third beer, Brandon looked at me and said “Did you really want to meet up with me again after that first time?” I furrowed my brow and looked over at Louis, wondering where this was going, but got nothing but a slight smile. “Of course. You’re hot, gave good head and seemed to like a hard fuck. That’s what I look for… in a hookup” I replied, with an emphasis on the hookup part. “I… Uh…” and then Brandon gave a long pause with both Louis and I staring back at him. “Uh… I have never done a three way” Brandon said. “With guys or girls” he continued. His head swiveled back and forth between Louis and I. “Do you two want to show me how?” Brandon finally asked.

Michael pulled out of Toby and flipped him over doggy, slapping his arse and before he could get his breath, ramming his cock back into his cunt. I reverse flipped Milos so I could watch the two boys snogging as we plowed their arses. The mixture of pain and pleasure on Toby’s face was incredible to watch. With every thrust he couldn’t decide whether he wanted Michael to stop or to fuck him harder and deeper. Michael was lost in a frenzy of fucking, only reacting when I leaned over and pinched his pert brown nipples. Milos had Toby’s head in his hands as they snogged and as I repeatedly pulled my cock all the way out then pushed in back in, amazed that his hole kept clamming up after my cock had left it. Fuck, he was still so tight. Every so often, Milos would finger his wet cunt and feed his wet sloppy digits to Toby. Michael’s breathing started to increase as his thrusts into Toby started to increase in ferocity. Toby was now in his own fuck zone having finally surrendered his cunt to the all-out assault by the massive cock deep in his guts. I was amazed to see Toby still hard and dripping as he wanked his cock. V. I made a mental note to hand some out but doubted we would need it. I could feel my own balls tightening and involuntarily I slammed my fists into Milos’ sweaty back. He growled and looked back. “Fuck yeah, daddy!” I gripped his waist and rammed my cock in as deep as it would go, forcing him to pull his mouth away from his deep snogging and yell as he felt my hot seed pour into his guts. Almost instantaneously Michael roared and raising one leg onto the bed leverage, he pile drived his cock into Toby causing him to lose his grip and slam into the mattress as Michael came so hard and so much that his seed spurted backwards and all over his own crotch and stomach. But still he kept fucking, burying his seed as far as it would go as I enjoyed own intense orgasm, fucking Milos’ with ever slowing strokes and pulling him to snog him and grab and twist his balls. Finally we both withdrew and flung our fucks on to the bed where they lay, used, exhausted and sweaty. But Michael wasn’t finished. As I watched, he pushed his fist into Toby slightly open cunt ignoring his protests of pain and shock as he pulled out a cummy fist and smeared it all over his bottom boi’s face. It was so sudden and unexpected that Toby wasn’t able to resist until it was over and he was eating his own cunt filling. Milos scrambled to his knees and greedily cleaned up Michael’s cock. Cupping his balls but as I watched still looking slightly wary of the massive tool. We needed more time and I needed to reset the mood. I stood up and suggested we get cleaned up and relax for a while. The guys all grunted their approval and Toby gingerly got up and stumbled after me. We headed for the shower where we lathered up, kissed and made out like raucous college jocks. There was mutual cock admiration, arse touching and slapping and bollock cupping. No sucking, fucking, rimming or piss - just kissing, gentle wanking and lots of laughter. Our cocks and cunts all needed a rest. Michael’s cock was semi hard but till looked massive, like a hose. But he wasn’t deceiving me. Michael has the enviable talent of controlling his erections - probably a good think as he was so hung - and right now it was in ”rest” mode. The rest of us were still rock hard and Michael spent a lot of time holding our cocks and admiring them. I could tell he was seeing which he would take first later on. He was a total top but he loved cock sometimes and I wanted to bury my seed in his guts and suck it out. After we’d dried I pulled open a draw and threw a pile of jocks onto the bed, suggesting we get some fuel from the kitchen and chill for a while. I pulled on a blue jock and despite my hard cock, slipped it on. Michael chose a white jock; Toby a black one and, surely I thought intentional, Milos slipped into a red jock. I discretely smiled at Michael as we headed to the kitchen where the guys helped themselves to juice and snacks while I retrieved a long silver tray and piled a small mountain of coke in it. I chopped up some heavy lines and offered a straw to Michael. He hoovered up the line and then licked a finger to pick up the residue which he rubbed along his gums. Toby was next and then I handed Milos the straw. As he hoovered up a line I gentle rubbed his arsehole with a finger I’d discretely dipped in the coke and he pushed back to let my digit in. It felt warm and wet - juicy in fact - and still tight. Michael had his arm draped over Toby’s shoulder as they ate some cookies, kissing between bites. Toby rested his hand onMichaels package housing his semi. I took the straw from Milos and took a line of coke, Milos standing behind me, his cock pressed against my arse. I turned back and smiled and slapped him away, making him laugh and then gently kissed him, cupping my hand around his jock and pulling him in. “Hot, man. I need a taste of that.” Michael walked over and pulled Milos away and snogged him. I walked over to Toby and took him in my arms, rubbing our crotches together. Michael turned Milos round and kicked his legs apart and Milos obligingly bent over the counter. Leaning round Milo he dipped his finger in the coke and then knelt down and expertly pulled his cheeks apart and rubbed the coke on Milos’ hole. Now, I’m not into being rimmed but apart from my boyfriend and that evening Milos, Michael was the only guy that drove me crazy with his tongue. Like his cock, it was long, thick and muscular and the only tongue I know that could push its way past a virgin hole or get so deep inside a fucked cunt that you could almost feel it on your tonsils. And now Milos was getting the full treatment. Michael spread his cheeks further and gobbed into his sweetly clean hairy crack. Milos helped himself to another line of coke while he felt Michael lick and chew his butt and then Toby and I knew when Michael pushed his tongue into Milos arse. “Ooooooohhhhhh fuck!” he moaned as he gripped the counter as Michael’s tongue almost lifted him off the floor. Toby walked over and fed Milos four deeps huffs of poppers before returning to me and dropping to his knees started to lick and chew at my cock through the jock fabric. As I watched, Michael kneaded and pulled Milos arse, the only sound was him spitting into the hairy arse, growling and the lapping sounds of his tongue probably borrowing deeper than anyone else had into Milos before. I knew the feeling. It almost felt like a cock, a flexible cock. Michael could literally lick the insides of your arse and push all the way inside, opening you up for the inevitable fucking. He said he’d learned the skill eating out oriental guys, and loving their smooth cunts as I did, I didn’t doubt it. Milos’ knuckles were white as they gripped the table and every so often he’d take another hit of amyl. The front of his jock was wet from precum and he was sweating. Toby pulled my cock out of my jock and slid it masterfully down his throat as he turned sideways to watch the sideshow. One hand went to my tits the other alternated from holding Toby’s head in place and feeding us both poppers. Michael was deep into Milos’ cunt now, only pausing to tell me how far up Milos’ guts he could taste my seed. “Dude, yours would get in deeper,” Milos gasped. Michael winked and grinned at me. “Not today, boi. Plenty of time for you to get used to me,” and with that Michael pulled his tongue from Milos’ arse and stood up. Milos looked as disappointed as I probably did after a rimming from Michael and, I had a need to feel Michael’s cock deep inside him. Milos turned around and in a single movement had pulled down Michael’s jock and was feasting on the head of his cock. It was glistening and sticky with precum and Milos closed his eyes as he started to negotiate it down his throat. I pulled Toby to his feet and as Michael raised his arms above his head we took a pit each and started licking. Michael growled in appreciation as his two fuck toys and a potential new one worshipped his damn hot body. But I knew we still had to go slow. Reluctantly pulling myself off the sweaty pit I suggested we take the coke upstairs and chill. Toby and Milos giggled and raced off up the stairs as I stopped to pick the tray up. “Hot ass, man. Does it feel as good as it tastes?” Michael asked. “Better. Tighter. Man I want you to fucking ruin his arse and blow a load deep in there for me to lick out. I wanna bit of blood.” Michael chuckled and slapped my head affectionately. “Sure dude, I wanna ruin his cunt for you. So what’s the plan?” “Follow my lead.” Michael stopped and wrapped me in his arms, pulling me in for a deep, wet kiss. I could taste Milos in his spit and his fingers searching out my aching hole. “Fuck yeah, follow your lead.”

PREQUEL to part 41; Doctor Spike seem to go into crisis mode, yet he remained calm and methodical even within his sense of urgency. - NATAS, power down the Gates to Hell, and unlock the Chamber door. - Powering down Gates to Hell, and unlocking Chamber door. The flames disappeared, with the bright lights of the Medical Chamber returning. The door clicked and opened slightly. He in a heartbeat went to his lab area, and returned with three syringes. The first two were given to Igor & Friedrich. As soon as the solution went in, their motionless bodies began to move and I could see that they were breathing once again. Friedrich was hauled off of me, and lay down on the floor side by side with Igor. I was instructed in a firm manner to lie flat on the floor, where I received the third syringe. Doctor Spike opened my cannula. - What are you giving me Doctor?- This is no time for questions Charlie. You are to lay exactly where you are, and don't move. Understood. - Okay. In went my solution, and he rushed out of the slightly ajar door. I knew exactly what he had given me. I recognised this feeling ~ Meth! Well, there is no way I could now stay in the position I was ordered to; I was flying, and HORNY, with a cunt full of incubating death-seed! Where had the Doctor gone to, and, would I behave and stay still?

-Part 5- We were now in his car- I was filled with anticipation for what was to come. I had asked where we were going and was told not to worry about it. The car came to a stop in a parking lot and he said "come on". I did. I was surprised to find us at an ice cream store. He got us both vanilla soft serve and we sat outside. "It's important to eat, never forget that little one. Maybe later I'll take you to dinner. Or maybe we'll be occupied with other activities" he said. And then something taboo happened: we got to know each other. He told me what had led him to here and I told him about me. He was a good guy. It took away a little of the mystery but now I was even more excited to connect with him. maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me. I wondered if this could ever be something real? That terrified me. ______ "Come on in" He said as he opened the door to his place. "My roomate won't be home for a few hours, This will do for an hour or two- until its time" He led me to his room "I'm just subletting till I find my own place, excuse the mess" I looked around and it was pretty barebones: bed, nightstand and a bunch of boxes against the wall. He came up behind me and started kissing my neck. with his hands at my sides he grabbed at the hem of my shirt and pulled it off. I turned to face him. he was naked except his jock. When had he stripped? It was hot. "What now?" I asked. "Well- that depends how adventurous you are?" "Try me" "famous last words, little one" And then he pulled me to him, making out fiercely. tongues on tongues. Minutes or years passed and he broke us apart and said "follow me". He led me to the en suite bathroom attached to his room and turned on the full shower. While it warmed he explained "We're out of stuff. Just for the moment- but if you trust me I have a plan to keep you feeling good, hop in the shower" I took off my clothes and he hummed in appreciation. I was never one to feel great about my body but he made me feel sexy. I felt seen. I got under the water and the sensation of the warm water cascading down my body was something else all together. He got in and we made out in the steaming shower. feeling each other and jerking each others cocks to full hardness. He had a bottle of lube in the shower and used it to lube his cock and my ass and bent me over. He started to fuck me nice and slow. I was enjoying this moment so much. As he fucked me he pulled himself into me and forced a whisper in my ear "You ready?" "For what?" "For our next adventure" and with that i felt warmth in my ass at first I was confused. Was he filling me with cum? And then I realized...piss. He was filling me with piss. I'd always harbored a secret fetish for piss so moaned in appreciation. "Good boy. Let me fill you up. This isn't just piss. this is chem piss. You'll be soaring again very soon. do you have any for me?" he asked. grabbing a cup from the ledge. Instinctively I knew to follow orders and fill the cup with my own piss. I did. and handed it back to him. he raised the glass in a cheers motion and then brought it to my lips and had me take a sip. Then he drained the rest. By the time he was done the chem piss was starting to take hold. He slipped out of the shower saying "meet me in the bedroom when your ready" . A few minutes late I met him in the bedroom. Things had changed. The blinds were down. a pleather sheet was on the bed. and the contents of one of the boxes had been upended. It was full of sex toys. A few dildos, butt plugs, poppers, cuffs and restraints. And there he was. Sexy as all fuck in a mask, black leather chaps, and a cock ring. he grabbed my hands and cuffed them in a leather cuff. Then forced a black mesh jockstrap on me with a comment that "My dick wasn't necessary right now" He kneeled me on the bed and entered me. Fucking me hard. both of us flying high on the chempiss. So many positions, toys, moment of sweat and sex flashed before my eyes. High on chempiss and poppers, two hours passed effortlessly. I had just relaxed into a post orgasm moment. Content with his cum in my hole when the phone rang. "Yeah?" he answered. A few quick exchanges. Then he hung up. "Okay, little one. It's time." Lets get cleaned up and out the door. Within minutes we were on the road once more. Where to now? I had stopped caring and just trusted I'd get to where I needed to be. End part 5

Part 40; I won't lie, as soon as my ankles and wrists became unlocked an image of my boyfriend did flash across my mind. Why? At that poinT in time, I really did not care, and grabbed hold of Friedrich's Leather executioner clad yellow cheek sunken gaunt face, and kissed even deeper than before his sewer stinking throat. My legs instinctively went up and wrapped around his bony back, with my heels pulling him and his bacterial oozing viral bleeding slab of violently t☢️xic Death-Meat deeper into my flopped out soft and wet NEG boy-cunt. I had dreamed of this moment for years, so, if losing my hair (thus, my old identity) is what it took to get this stud to leak his legacy into me, then it was completely worth it! It wasn't a hard fast fuck, it was slow, yet his strokes were firm and solid. He would stop every few minutes for a minute or two to regain his composure. During his times of rest I would feel the rotting toxic Fuck-Weapon to this beautiful AIDS stud pulsate deep inside of my warm and wet insides. They were waiting with excitement to be flooded with his final load of HIGHLY charged Death-seed. 💀I stopped kissing him, pushing his head away from mine several inches so I could look into his eyes. Despite his exhausted tired look in his eyes, he still projected his alpha essence perfectly. He continued his slow yet firm solid strokes with no safety barrier between his BARE dirTy AIDS Stud-Dick heavily dripping with Disease, and my, still, NEG boy-cunt. I continued my look into his eyes ... - Oh fuck YES. I am ready. Flood my guts with your infectious filTh. Give me what I deserve, and what you WANT to give to me. With a lot of effort he stood up right, and withdrew, returning to rubbing his slab of BARE pus oozing, and HIV-Hep C bleeding P☣️Z Death-Meat over and around my sweet, wet and warm velvety NEG prolapse, and once again with his mouth and lips contorting with a depraved lust for a sick and nasTy Death-Fuck. The bleeding on his shaft seemed to be intensifying. He now spoke as he continued rubbing over my flopped out cunt, although I obviously could not understand what he was saying ... - Fuck YES. Got myself a hungry NEG sluT here who craves to have what I have. And you are lucky enough PiG to be getting my multiple strains of Hep C, and several strains of HIV including my med resistant strain, plus my aggressive virulent strain, which given the ideal conditions will be fast acting, and you will be like I am now in no time, courtesy of our good Doctor here. I cannot hold on much longer. I am going back inside your sweet warm cunt now, and within a few short strokes, you will have M☢️RE of what you want. - STOP! Not so fast Friedrich. Sit back down in your wheelchair. Doctor Spike had halted proceedings with my sticky mustached AIDS STUD. He promptly wheeled Igor over to where I lay, took his hospital gown off from the front, then picked him up from his wheelchair, and ordered me to reach out and finish removing his gown, which was dangling from the front of his body as he was being held from behind. I removed it, only to see yet another emaciated body. And it turned me ON! Yet, just like Friedrich, his Death-Dick was raging STIFF to attention. I was more than happy to oblige. Doctor Spike picked him up, and lay him on his back on the floor on a row of cushions for comfort. - Right Charlie, you will sit on Igor's pus oozing Dick, facing him, and ride him very slowly. Before I got to him, Doctor Spike got the tainted scalpel, and made an incision, just like he did a short while earlier. Igor's shaft was now covered in blood. I straddled him, took hold of of his beautiful bloodied Death-Meat, and slowly slid down. His eyes were not focused, and looked in odd directions as he gave groans and grunts of delight of feeling my warm and wet boy-cunt embrace and envelope his bleeding, diseased and throbbing Death-Dick that was more than worthy of such attention. I looked at my hand that had just guided his Dick into me, and, it was covered in his highly toxic fluid. I smeared it over my lips and all over my face like any good little obedient FaG-PiG should. Igor took hold of my waist with his frail pale bony hands, and held onto me softly, as I rocked back and forth. My young firm flesh against his decaying ravaged body in the darkened Medical Chamber were both lit up by the 'Gates of Hell' raging burning flames with an array of demons from behind the flames watching on, including my Master and his 5 fellow Goat-Beat friends 🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🐐, and Sir, who was currently in his demon form. They could not enter unless Doctor Spike requested NATAS to 'open' the 'Gates of Hell'. Igor's grunts and groans increased in their frequency and intensity. I THEN felt a hand push me forward. It was Friedrich. I soon felt him re enter me, swiftly followed by him letting his body completely relax so he was now putting his whole body weight on top of me. He started fucking me again, and I was using all my strength to hold myself up in position. Igor from somewhere summoned some last energy, and began to rock his hips upwards to fuck me too. Heavenly HELL, being double fucked by two wasting and deathly AIDS studs, with both of their pus oozing pieces of SUPER CHARGED pieces of Fuck-Meat bleeding inside of me. Igor's soft grip suddenly tightened, and he gripped onto my waist tightly, with his long unkempt fingernails digging into my skin. He and Friedrich began a dialogue, with the latter breaking the silence; - Oh FUCK, ... YES, this is it. Take what you NEED you nasTy PiG-faGGot. I am almost there. - Friedrich my friend. You are very close by. I can no longer see at all, but, my sense of touch is super heightened, and this NEG sluT I have heard so much about feels firm, soft, ripe, and ready to begin it's journey we have both experienced. I am getting VERY close to busting what I know will be my last ever load. My most toxic and violently venomous one ever. He IS going to get it. - Hey, Igor. My dear friend. Yes, I am here. Our bleeding 🆎 slabs of dirTy diseased Death-Meat sliding over each other, leaking Gono pus, pre cum, blood, most of it virus replicating at an intense rate. I cannot hold it in any longer. Here it comes you nasTy NEG Fuck-PiG. I'm cuuuUUUUUUUhhhhmmmiiiiiiNG *GRUUUNT* 💦💦💀💦💦 - Fuck YES, here comes my filThy legacy too. Oh YEEEEES, you want it, here it is you worthless fag. Where did that come from? Igor's last words were full of powerful and primitive instinctive deaThly desire, and as he uttered his last word he let go of my waist, and grabbed me tightly around my neck as my DP AIDS fuckers grunted like rabid animals, unloading their super charged deadly seed into my accommodating guts. Igor's hands fell from my neck, and Friedrich's body became even heavier, as the both abruptly became silent, and motionless. Had they died? Or, were they still with us and be able to be saved, by someone, or, something?

Think of a prostate stimulator on steroids... once you have taken a pierced cock, you will seek them out... There is often a bit of blood when I top...but not always.

I had started to chat online with Eli . I had told him I had just broken up with someone after a year relationship, so I wasn't looking for anything long term.. Just wanted to get back out there dating and having some fun.. We both liked Broadway, so that was our common interest. I was like 42 and he was like 22 but he insisted he liked older guys and I told him I definitely liked younger guys so we decided to meet. First thing I thought when I saw him was that he was average cute. and small.. really short.. I 'm only 5 10 170 myself but I could easily have picked him up and carried him around the room as I fucked him.. So he interested me for sure. We actually didnt have sex that first night.. Just went out and ate and talked.. It was the next night he came over my house and I fucked him.. Now you never know for sure if a boy is going to insist on a condom or not.. But as we got naked and I saw that small hairless dick on his 22 yo body ( god he looked younger!) all i wanted to do was suck him for a while.. We soon got into a little verbal exchange.. Him calling me daddy and me calling him son or boy ( you like daddy sucking that boy dick don't you!!) By the time I went for his smooth hole I already knew he'd give it up to me raw.. I ate that hole for a good time before pressing the head of my daddy dick against him.. I really believed him when he said he hadn't been fucked alot so i went slow and careful and didn't fuck him too crazy. But I had it in him raw.. At first him on his back legs up.. but soon in my favorite position, with him face down, and me on top of him.. pushing my cock in as deep as I could.. Complimented him on his hot boy ass and told him he was going to make me cum.. He never said anything about pulling out, so when it was time i pushed in deeper, laying my weight against him and blasted inside him.. I laid there for a moment, then pulled his head back to mine.. kissed him.. kissed him deeply.. pulled out of him, and cuddled with him for the rest of the night.. I think he was in love lol .. but as I laid there, I just thought about how I had me some boy pussy for at least the next three months. And what plans I had for this semi innocent boy.

The night started out slow and only the usual old trolls were about, waiting for the better catches to grow tired and desperate; wise, really, after a few hours of the twinks and classically beautiful all waiting for "Mr Perfect" they'd all be seen discretely in a corner, or a room, eyes closed as they dream they're fucking some hunk when really they're dipping their junk in a cesspool of who knows what with some average, older bloke. I was looking for something else. He walked in. Short, medium dark hair and black eyes. Almost slinking. Into the darkroom, just where I wanted him. Sure enough, some of the regulars followed, and I knew what would happen...a velvet, young ass full of unknown, undetectable, maybe poz or even neg spunk. At least until I got there; when I walked in, sure enough. Slapping, moaning, this guy was there for one reason. No need to rush, I could bide my time; and soon enough it came. And it would have; I was leaking enough to pass anything on without cumming but it was getting late and I figured, well, now's the time. I moved over, and... A flashlight appeared. The attendant entered. Some idiot had lost their keys. Short, medium dark hair and black eyes got spooked - happy to take any stranger's cum but not if he could be "seen". It's a cliche but he was a deer, or just another piece of meat, and there were headlights. The ire welled up within me and I truly wanted to do the attendant and the fool looking for their now found keys, but even here there's a code I don't break - and besides they'd know who it was. Saved by the lost keys. But there'll be next time. I'm sure. [The above is fiction - but we know that, right?]

Your right it doesn't say that he is undetectable and I was wrong to assume he was, the undetectable thing is big with me , shocking I know.

Just met this real shy guy who contacted me on Scruff. Holy shit, what a total fuck-pig once you get his clothes off! What they say about the quiet ones is true, and I have two MASSIVE loads of his cum still dripping from my hole to prove it. Just need some raw cock to slide in and put that cum-lube to good use...

Part 38; With an immobilized mouth, no demand to leave this journey of destiny would ever see the light of day. Even though whatever this Demon Doctor had injected me with was now wearing off, I after several minutes of him fucking me suddenly felt the pain from the silver spikes alleviate. What had he done? He saw the confused look on my face, and completely withdrew his Demon-Dick with his lizard face smirking at me as he was now showing off his still fully erect spike-less Dick, waving it in front of me. The spikes had disappeared! And then, he flared them to the the length that they were when he initially entered my cunt. And THEN ... .... he flared them again so their length extended out even longer. He was taking great joy in showing me he could make the spikes disappear, and change their length to however he desired to at any given time. Again, the spikes retracted, completely disappearing. He walked away, fetching another one of the steel buckets full of my Master's oily demon filth, hung it on the IV pole, and inserted it into my mouth, un-clipping the catheter so I now had two loads of rotten stench going down my throat, and filling my mouth. Now DOUBLE the amount to FILL me up, and double the amount to overflow over my chin and onto my body. 💦💦👅💦💦💦 He slid inside me again, recommencing his Demon-lizard fucking. Here I was, mouth forced open by retractor, being slowly filled with my Master's oily stench Beast-filth, Igor & Friedrich's heavily HIV, Hep C, and Syphilis tainted blood entering direct into my blood stream, my thick Golden curly locks of hair having been completely shaved off, my wrists and ankles restrained with my legs spread wide, with this evil Doctor fucking me amidst the nasTy SEX images, and the sounds of the tribal beats. He had me how I was now meant to be; Completely submissive, defenseless, and at his total mercy. He had full CONTROL. He impaled his jet black lizard Dick into my human cunt, leaned in towards my face soaked in my Master's oily musky cum. I smelt totally disgusting! He said in a low, slow menacing tone; - Charlie, I want you to now look towards my crotch, and not avert your gaze for one second. I did as I was instructed. He stood back upright, then, here they were, the silver spikes had returned, flaring and digging more deeper into my cunt flesh that they had before. He placed his upper lizard limbs behind his back, clasping his hands. He took one small step backwards at which point I felt and saw my cunt being pulled inside out. Another small step backwards, and then another until my cunt was inside out to the length of a forearm with the spikes digging in so my piece of juicy wet Cunt-Meat was able to be kept in mid air by his erect Demon-Dick. I watched on as he brought his lizard hands back around to his front, whereby he began to rub over and over my flopped out insides which felt so immensely pleasurable that I was having a very hard time to keep my fixed gaze. My eyes soon saw his lizard-serpent tongue 🐍 join his hands in on the action, flicking feverishly over my soft velvety ridged Cunt-Meat. I let out an almighty groan, with my head tilting back as I very quickly became super aroused. But with my Master's cum collecting inside my forced wide open mouth a huge amount was forced down my throat. Unable to close my mouth a long succession of continual loud, wet and sloppy gagging gulps ensued. Rotten demon filth overflowing onto my torso, drooling out over my chin, and copious amounts sliding its way down my throat INTO my stomach. Me, Charlie, the Demon-cum PiG! 👅💦🐷 I lay completely back like this for a good hour, having my pulled out gaping insides rubbed and licked. I groaned in ecstasy, continuing to lose myself within a nasTy PiG-faGGot SEX image and tribal beat haze. THEN, without warning, I felt a searing pain rage through my entire body, jolting my head forwards, once again spilling a decent amount of my Master's dirTy filTh over my chin, and onto my already demon-cum drenched body. My gaze had now gone back to Doctor Demons crotch area. He had only flared his spikes out so long they had pierced right through my sweet and soft meaty boy-cunt. 🌹😈 With some tears running down my cheeks I instinctively looked up at him. His entire body was still that of a Demon-Lizard, BUT, he had reverted back to his human head, with his dark brown almost black soulless eyes, sunken pale cheeks, and slicked back jet black hair. His eyes bored into mine, and he began to speak in a sadistic tone; - Yes! ... Yes! ... Yes! ... Yes! You belong to Darkness now Charlie. And one day, you WILL be giving your Soul to our ultimate Dark-Lord. Even though I really did want to hold onto my soul, I knew he was right with what he was saying. I was inevitably as a soon to be nasTy fucked up with multiple virulent infections poz-pig, completely powerless to resist. With my tears continuing to flow he looked at me with an evil sinister stare, with his jaw dropping and laughing demonically, enjoying using and corrupting me, grinding his hips from side to side with my prolapse moving with them what with my wet and meaty cunt flesh impaled on the silver spikes. Enjoying developing my journey into a dark world of super t☢️xic, PiG-faGGot filth. After sometime of getting off on his literal grip on my body his spikes once again retracted, followed by withdrawing his Demon-Dick, leaving my insides as they were, flopped out, dripping and hanging. Doctor Stanis now walked over to Friedrich, gripped onto the handles of his wheelchair, and pushed him over to me until he was facing my body from the right hand side to the examination table. He helped him stand up and slowly removed his hospital gown. As his gown dropped to the floor I gasped internally at the sight that stood before me; Emaciated with bones protruding all over, and bulging veins. Yellow from his multiple strains of untreated Hep C. A smattering of K.S lesions covered his pale frail frame, including one part way down his fully ERECT thick German AIDS Dick, that also had a smelly thick yellow discharge flow from it's inflammed urethra, and down the full thick shaft. Seeing such a strong image of death frightened me, but his thick oozing AIDS Dick and bushy mustache served to turn me on and ache to have him inside me, fucking me until his death weapon unleashed its deadly poison in my defenseless open wide vessel. They started to converse in German, with Friedrich starting off, speaking through his oxygen mask; - So this is the stupid neg twink who you have been watching for years from your own realm afar, learning all there is to know about him including his strong sick and twisted desire to become poz. Very cute! - Very cute indeed. But, with all you and Igor have to share, especially yourself, his current youthful looks will be shot to pieces in around 12 to 18 months! - Doctor, make a deep cut in my thick toxic throbbing shaft. I want to see what I have to gifT him drip out as I have a play with his prolapse. Doctor Stanis smirked, and gave an evil laugh ... 😏 - That is why you are one of my favourite patient's Friedrich, with that sick and twisted perverted mind of yours. He sat him in his wheelchair, and wheeled him around to in between my wide open restrained legs, and again helped him up. Doctor Stanis, or Doctor Spike as I would now refer to him by, what with his Dick that would flare with silver spikes as and when it wanted to, grabbed a scalpel, placed it on Friedrich's AIDS weapon, and addressed me as he made the initial incision; - I bet you are wondering why Charlie why Friedrich here who is clearly so very near DEATH 💀 can maintain such a beast of a thick erection, like he would have done in his younger healthier days. He and Igor of course deserve to be pulsing with virile strength on what will be their last ever fuck as living humans, so, they have been given an extra special potion to allow such reproductive vigour. As the incision cut open a vein, a squirt of my German AIDS stud's blood squirted out and landed on the left side of my chest; It really burned my skin! - Soak it up Charlie, you nasTy, dirTy PiG-faGGot. He was enjoying verbally degrading me, and his words seemed to be hitting my inner worthless pig 🐽, because I began to feel degraded, and LOVED it! All I could think of, and want, was Friedrich's blood leaking AIDS death shaft buried deep inside of me, taking me down the road of further corruption those few extra steps. I am a pig-faGGot, and I am to be USED for man or beast's carnal pleasure. He helped him down so he was now kneeling before my prolapse. Dr Spike provided Friedrich with something to kneel on as his knees were now just mere bone. - You can have a play with his prolapse as I perform my next important task.

Part 37; Having spent several minutes running his fingers through my Golden pride and joy, Doctor Stanis left me and went to check on the machine that was testing my blood. Immediately prior to giving me my Gono shot in my room, he also took some of my blood for testing. He once again addressed the central 'Medical Chamber' computer; - NATAS, commence 'Hypno'- Commencing Hypno. The Doctor came back over to where I lay, paralysed, and locked down. He again picked up the hair clippers, switched them on, AND .... .... He began to shave off my beautiful thick curly Golden locks of hair. A physical feature that I strongly felt glued my identity together. Although still feeling detached, my deep inner subconscious was crying at the old Charlie slipping away, as I was being shaped into a new entity. I could very much sense each lock of hair hitting the ground as I watched Friedrich & Igor's heavily tainted blood directly, yet slowly, enter my bloodstream from the IV bag. I was beginning to be able to feel my body again on some levels, and I could now feel my arm burning up as my body very quickly realised that what was entering me was nasTy t☢️xic filth, and I was now completely defenseless to do anything about it. As my current identity of curls fell to the floor the computer NATAS fired up 'Hypno', and suddenly the ceiling and all four walls lit up as screen projectors, and a constant stream of images flashed up in very quick non stop succession, dominating the entire chamber. I was now being very cleverly hypnotized with these strong images, along with sounds of deep, hard, and dark underground tribal beats which seemed to find a way to be in synch with my heartbeat. The constant strong striking images that were repeating in no particular order, were of nasTy 🐷 PiG-faGGot 💦 SEX; Cum facials, cum swallowing, deep-throating, gagging, glory-holes, fisting, punch fisting, pissing on and in, armpit licking, body rubbing, plenty of Cock-sucking & Cum squirting onto eager tongues, being pinned down during animalistic fucking, blood and meth slamming. Fucking until completion with ZERO pulling out, including multiple scenes of conversion orgies, intense Bondage and electro play, and much MUCH more. Images of Bio-hazard and many varying symbols representing EVIL and depravity along with the above were also making their way deep into my subconscious. All this with a whole array of Men ranging from twinks, bears, wasting studs, daddies, skinny, all either nude, in leather, rubber, or official uniforms. In essence, I was being brainwashed to fully accept what it means to be a nasTy PiG-faGGot cum-dump!! The only image that wasn't shown was, the redundant condom! Nothing would be coming in between becoming infecTed! ☢️💀 After what seemed like an eternity the electric hair clippers powered off, and were placed onto one of the nearby stainless steel tables. My hair was GONE! ✂️😢 In one swift motion the Doctor put the hair clippers down only to pick up a plastic dental cheek retractor which in a very short moment was in my mouth, keeping it forced open. To the opposite side of my toxic IV drip was a small steel bucket hanging on another IV pole with my Master's oily, Deep-Green pungent smelling, toxic demon DNA. A catheter that was attached to the bottom of the bucket was promptly put in my mouth towards the back of my tongue, a clip was released which allowed my Master's rotten demon cum to re-enter me, this time at a much slower rate, and this time down my throat. Not all of it went down my throat immediately, slowly building up in volume inside of my mouth until after several minutes it was overflowing down over my chin, then onto my chest and abs. 👹🐐💦💦💦 I was being heavily contaminated with dirTy rotten filTh; Inside & Out! The Doctor attended to Friedrich & Igor, now that their blood bags were full. With his back to me I watched his fins flare out longer, with his skin turning a dark brown colour with a scaly appearance. He turned around holding the blood bags, and with my own eyes I saw that he had now transformed from head to toe as a fully fledged demon-lizard. 👹🦎 The highly t☢️xic blood bags went into storage, and he then approached me, standing in between my spread wide restrained legs and flopped out cunt. - Well well well, look at you with your hair all gone. Bit by bit your innocence deserts you Charlie. I have been watching you for years, knowing of your deep dark dirTy secret of your strong desire to become p☣️z. You should always be careful of what you wish for, because, I am going to make sure you get what you crave, and a whole lot more! Despite his new demonic appearance, my gaze was diverted to his bulge. He was still wearing his white trousers, yet where his Dick would be was a trouser ripping bulge from underneath the white fabric at such a tight force that silver spikes were poking through. What on earth were they? I was about to find out. - Aaaaahhhh, I see you are eager for your examination to continue, Charlie. He took his trousers off to reveal his dark brown scaly legs, and a very unusual Dick between them. He wasn't nearly as big as my Master's thick slippery EEL Dick. He was about quarter of the girth, and half the length (so half way down his thigh). It was also jet black, but was a dull black, and it was solid like wood, not slippery like my Master's. And those silver spikes? They ran down his entire shaft in a spiral pattern from tip to base. I thought, that is no way going inside me, he would rip me to shreds! He took my flopped out cunt, and FFisted it back inside, then, placed the tip of his spiked demon death-shaft at my gaping swollen cunt lips. I knew what was about to come, and it was going to be super painful! I took my focus away from him, or whatever the hell he was, and let myself fall deeper into a hypnotic trance, focusing in on the nasTy piGGy SEX images, and their corresponding deep hard sounds of dark underground tribal beats.

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Went to a bookstore last month with a buddy... sat him on the couch in the cinema room, sucked his dick on all 4s, 4 guys I never saw fucked me while i worked on my buddy's cock. Never turned aroud to see them, just went to a booth when they finished and put my ass to a glory hole... buddy said at least 3 more guys fucked me. ... shoved a rattle-plug in my hole, got on my bike and shot two loads at 70mph on the highway riding home. Its an hour drive and my enginge shook my sloppy cunt so good I just kept unloading in my jeans. Licked the plug clean in a rest stop bathroom stall and rode the last five miles with a loose open hole drooling cum all over my leather seat. Haven't been fucked since but I've blown a few loads thinking about it.

As it has been almost 3 months since I published the most recent chapter, here are some EXCERPTS from the last 3 chapters (Parts 34 through to 36), where 3 new characters have just come into the story; Friedrich, Igor, and their Doctor; Doctor Stanis! 💀 EXCERPT from Part 34; ... I was awoken to a vehicle driving in. I looked out of my window, and watched this black van with blacked out windows park up. And out from the drivers side came a figure in an all white uniform. He went to the back of the van with Usher and Sir joining him. They all seemed to be quite a while back there and I couldn't see everything that was happening. Then this all in white uniform figure was directing his hand gestures towards the main front door to the mansion, and in to my view came Sir & Usher pushing these two very weak and frail looking men in wheelchairs. They were wearing hospital gowns, just like I saw in my dreams. And now I know why I was unable to make out their facial features in my dreams, well, firstly they were quite a long way off, plus, they were also wearing oxygen masks. - So you must be Charlie! I looked up and got a fright. This stranger who just walked into my room was very much sinister looking. He really did unnerve me. He was the man from downstairs in the all white uniform. He was wearing white trousers, and a white jacket, with white shirt, black tie, and white shoes. His hair was thin, jet black, and brushed back. His eyes were a very dark brown that they almost looked black, and there seemed to be no life behind them. His face was a pale white, with his cheeks sunken in. He really was frightening me. I froze, and was unable to respond. - I am Doctor Stanis, and am here to sort out what I have been told is a Gono infection, and, give you an examination. I'd like you to sit on the edge of your bed for me so I can take a look. EXCERPT from Part 35; Either side to the entrance to the 'Medical Chamber' were the two very sick and frail looking men that had just arrived, wearing their hospital gowns, ID around their wrists, oxygen masks, whilst sitting in their wheelchairs. One of them looked to have unusual eyes. He didn't seem to be focusing. - Bring him in will you please Larry, and place him on the central steel examination table. Then wheel in my two patients, and place them in a corner each. Not the back wall, the door wall. Then leave. - At your service, Doctor. I had for the first time heard Sir's name! EXCERPT from Part 36; He placed his hands on my distended abdomen, and just stared at me, looking deeply into my eyes, boring into my soul. - It is soon time for your Master's virulent DNA to be drained from your cunt. And time also, for you to receive some brand new DNA. Speaking of which, how rude of me. I haven't introduced you to our two new guests. Charlie, this is Friedrich. He has several strains of HIV, one that is completely med resistant, and two strains of Hep C, hence his yellow appearance. He has AIDS! Friedrich had a nice thick bushy mustache which had always been a huge turn on for me. And then he looked over to the other guy, whose eyes looked odd. - And this is Igor. You may have noticed Igor's eyes are not what they are supposed to be. He has late stage syphilis, and is now almost blind. He too has multiple strains of HIV, which have also progressed to AIDS! Between these two 'sick fucks', they have a combined viral load of 71 million. They are EXCEPTIONALLY infectious! He took the two syringes of blood, that had just come from the two dying German studs, and injected it into a saline bag, hanging on an IV pole, again, to the side of the central examination table. My cannula was opened, in went the tubing from the saline bag, IV tubing clamp opened, and now, slowly in came my bag of very special fluids. ************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************* Part 37 and M☢️RE coming up ~ Charlie, the Demon obsessed boy's adventures continue .... 👺🐺💉☢️💦

I'm 9 but I sometimes will lie and say 6 inches if not in the mood to deal with annoying size queens or the BBC obsessed party queens.

Part 2 I got in my car, drove home with nerves and excitement. I met him at my front door and showed him in. All was quiet in the apartment and my room mate would be gone until 7:00p- a full day ahead of us. I led him upstairs and into my tidy and neatly kept bedroom. I was nervous, my social anxiety flaring never quite knowing what to do in the moments before we got naked. He told me about his work and what he's been up to as he loaded a pipe. We smoked and I felt the loosening of my anxieties and fears. I started talking too. He shotgunned me a few times. Getting me higher with each. He was gorgeous and becoming moreso by the second. I was starting to feel myself getting hornier. He had taken off his shirt, I followed suit. "So you've been watching slam videos? Why is it something you would never do?" "I don't know- It's really hot to watch but I've always rationalized my T use. Smoking is ok, but if I slam I might get addicted" "I see. The rush is incredible. You've never felt anything like it." "The videos are so hot- I..." He cut me off, saying: "You know, I have supplies with me. If you were interested. We have all day, you're safe at home and I am an expert admin" And then he kissed me. The kind of kiss that would put me off kilter even if I was stone cold sober. "I promise, I'll take care of you. I'll make you feel good, baby. I see something in you- you want to let go of you inhibitions. This will help." The world seemed to freeze as the quite moments of consideration passed. "Okay" I said softly. With that he set to work getting our points ready. "This is .2" he said. "It'll be a great first time for you and if you want more after- we can arrange it" "This should be fine- I can't imagine I'll do more than just that one". His lips quirked, a hint of not believing me. He tied off my arm He brought the needly to the crook of my elbow and inserted. I was transfixed- I thought it might hurt, thought i might need to look away. Neither happened. I watched as it registered, my blood filling the clear liquid in the point. And then he pushed the contents into my vein.... End of Part 2

I was working for one of those urban life magazines when my editor gave me an assignment that changed my life in so many ways. He wanted an article on the "new phenomenon" of bug chasing. Specifically, he wanted to tell our shrinking number of readers what would cause people do actively seek HIV infection. Even I knew that this was nothing new and had been going on for years. I could have asked why he didn't choose one of the gay guys on staff to write it, but I also knew the magazine was in financial trouble. Saving my job was a priority. So, I took the assignment without protest. My girlfriend was out of town on an extended work assignment eliminating the need to explain what I was going to be doing. So, I Googled bug chasing, found some background information and web sites which eventually led me to a club downtown called Positively Fourth Street. I assumed it was named for the old Bob Dylan song, but this place had nothing to do with Dylan. I began hanging out there trying to interview self described bug chasers. I spent the next few weeks chasing them, trying to get their stories. Frankly, most guys wouldn't talk to me, and the handful of guys who would didn't have anything to say that I hadn't read online. Plus I was wading through an incredible amount of bullshit from guys who only wanted to talk about being pozed and were no action. I had hoped to find someone who had gone through or was going through this experience who would tell me why and shed some insight on their hopes and fears. My plan was to feature one or two guys and tell their stories. However, I just couldn't find that connection. Then one night, I was sitting at the bar when this guy walked in. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. Frankly, he looked like a Greek God. To my surprise, he sat down next to me. I considered myself straight, but that kind of went out the window. Introducing ourselves, I learned his name was Eric. Desperate for a story to write, I blurted out my mission. Eric listened attentively and then told me he was not a chaser, but rather the opposite: he was an HIV positive top. He continued, telling me a lot of things including erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding, and not out of discomfort, but rather out of a desire to be share his experiences in some (perhaps) surreptitious manner. I did not want to see myself having sex with him, but, on the other hand, I had no doubt he was, in some degree, coming on to me. His HIV status, of course, gave me additional pause, but I knew the virus could not be transmitted through voyeurism. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue (perhaps enhanced by the alcohol we were downing) and he intimated he was could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his "massive viral load". As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they "helped prime a bottom's plumbing", which meant nothing to me at the time. He told me he was "pozzing" a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was tumescent at the thought of seeing watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. Some chances only come once in a lifetime, or so I temporized. It probably didn't hurt Eric's hand chanced brushed my crotch, and that when he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool, and Eric's crotch chanced to press against my thigh. In retrospect I think he might have been semi-erect - or was it wishful thinking on my part? In short, I accepted his offer and jotted down his address. The next day, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing is doorbell. Eric answered the door buck fucking naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a loosing battle. He was built like the proverbial shit house: a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick, uncut cock that never hung quite down, as did cocks in my (admittedly limited) experience, but it sort-of arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he bade me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the 'fuck-fest', to use his words. He disappeared back into another room. I sat down in front of a TV showing an all male porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had very physical sex. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. My dick did not return to its normal, flaccid state. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10, thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric's dick. What had I gotten myself into? Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally he said that it looked like his friend wasn't going to show. He told me that he was really horny (no kidding). He asked me, no, he told me to suck his cock. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there. I don't remember undressing, but I ended up naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock, balls and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: not only did his cock not loose any rigidity, but drops of pre-cum were sporadically oozing out of his cock head. His pre-cum was fascinating: slick, salty and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could literally feel myself being opened up. I knew what he intended, and so said 'no' to each of his several entreaties "hey, man, I've gotta slip my cock in your hole," but persistence and lust won out over logic, and, when he assured me he'd pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. To be sure, however, I told him there was no way i was going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on all 4s. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first - pain the likes of which I had (not surprisingly), never before experienced. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened-up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: was I going to piss myself or was I going to blow a load? I honestly didn't know, (and in some measure, didn't care), but I did know I now understood why so many guys loved anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an orgasm, but I heard (or didn't want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting-up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him "no mas" at the first sign he was going to cum in me. While all this was happening my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything I was experiencing, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time, perhaps twenty minutes or so, he said he had some things to tell me. He told me that he could stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. He said he could cum and not make a sound. Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. He told me he had already cum in me twice. Then he said "here cums the third load." Before I could react, Eric's right hand moved to my shoulder and pushed me face down into the mattress. His left arm tightened around my hips. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock seem to vibrate and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric collapsed on top of me, his semi-hard cock plugging my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me that my "friends at the bar" had hired him to do it. They told him that I wanted it. They said I'd make up some story about why I hung out in the bar, but that he should ignore it. I was surprised he would do this for money. He told me he was paid quite well. He called himself a 'poztitute'. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I needed time to get my head around all that had happened. I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. When I finally came out of the bathroom, the apartment was dark, and he was snoring. I thought about it for a bit, and finally slipped into bed with him. He later fucked me two more times, cumming multiple times. Early that morning I dressed and went home. When my girlfriend got back to town, I broke up with her. I told her I met someone else. I hated hurting her, but I just couldn't take the chance of infecting her. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I wrote the article about my experience as though I had interviewed someone else. It was the best thing I ever wrote, but the magazine went out of business before it was published. I work for a public relations firm now. I haven't had sex since all this happened, but I think I'm ready to get out there. There are some big-talking, no-action guys at a certain bar for whom I have certain gifts. Paybacks are a bitch.

Last night after coming home from dinner I was a little buzzed and the boyfriend and I were cruising grinder, not expecting much. There were the standard bots and flakes. We were about to give up, but one blank profile we could not figure out if it was real or not. It belonged to a 20 year old top that “needed to dump a load quick”. Despite him being rather pushy and annoying the pic he sent us was pretty hot, with a nice dick pic. We invited him over figuring the chances of his showing were about 50/50. My man does most the talking, and says we are down for oral and he didn’t think I was up to bottom. If he did show it would be a fun cock to suck, since I didn’t really feel like bottoming and the boyfriend is a TOTAL top. Half hour later the door bell rings and, I guess they twink-top is real. The boy comes in and ready to go from the moment he walked in. Standing there in the living room he drops his pants and I drop to my knees. I begin to service a cock so hard it could only belong to a horned up 20 year old. It’s a nice cock. Cut, well proportioned, and well trimmed; but it’s much smaller than the pic he sent. But a decent average sized cock Since I am used to servicing my mans huge cock that is beer can thick I like working the smaller ones. I can really work them like a porn star. We get him naked and on the couch switching back and forth on who’s is throathing his cock. He’s quite impressed with both of our oral skills. While he is tickling my tonsils with his dick, and I’m making good eyecontact, he asked if I would like to get fucked. I shrug my shoulders and agree. The kid follows us into the bed room where I lay on my back on the edge of the bed, take a hit of poppers, and lube his cock. I throw my leg into the air and he shoves his cock it to the hilt in one go. Which it burns like hell at first. I make him slow down at first. I can tell this won’t take long. My body adjusts to his cock. He comments on how good my ass feels, as I use my muscles to massage his cock. My boyfriend stands back and watches the well built twink fuck his boyfriend. He’s playing his this phone and taking pics of me getting plowed by this horny, yet inexperienced top. He asked if he “can blow inside” and I reply with a simple “yes.” After about 3 minutes of fucking me starts saying something about how he has to meet friends soon. I realize this means he just blew his load, and we doing the typical freak out of a young closeted boy that just had an orgasm. He quickly got dressed, asked if we were feee next weekend and rushed out the door, leaving me and my dripping hole on the bed. The boyfriend lets him out and meets me back in the bedroom. Where I give him the best sloppy head I can. I could tell he will be back, and will be even more eager to breed my hole now that he knows I’m not opposed to taking loads.

As he was riding my cock, giving everyone ( now at least five people) a good show, my eyes fixed on to one black man, around age 40 maybe 6 foot tall slim build , with what looked like a foot long cock. Stroking it, and obviously enjoying the show. I gave him a nod of my head as if to say come closer.. which he did. I whisper to my boy, dont you want a taste of that..dont you wish daddys cock was that big...dirty nasty words to make him even more horny. The black man came closer , within reach of my bf and he touches it, opens his mouth and starts sucking.. Proud of my boy... at times seems sweet and innocent, but he's never questioned me about my cock.. is it clean? is it dirty? he's just accepted it however it is, raw and breeding him often... and now he's taking a stranger, a stranger at a video store, taking his cock and sucking on it.. i know I have to stop fucking my boy for a while and enjoy the show that is beginning. so i push him off of me and tell him to get on his knees on the floor.. He backs off from sucking the bbc and drops to his knees but then just as quickly goes back to sucking the black man. I sit back on the couch, touching myself, encouraging him and complimenting him on his cock sucking skills.. As much as i would like to see that cock erupt in his mouth, I really want to see it in his ass.. So I touch his shoulder and pull him back and bend him over the couch. Our new friend follows his movement and presses his thick dark meat up against his pink boy hole.. I kiss Eli and tell him how much i love him.. I kiss him deeply as that raw black cock pushes into his hole until it disappears inside him. As I' m watching this.. I can only imagine what might be going on.. After all this is the xxx vid store. Guys in here bareback all the time. Some are strung out on drugs, Some are homeless, Some have dirty toxic cocks.. No telling what best described the black man now on a mission to breed my boy.. And I wanted to watch it happen. I wanted to hear the black man groan as he was cumming, watching him push it in as deep as he could as he unleashed what I hoped was a huge load in his ass... I kiss Eli again . I look at him in his eyes and I ask him.. you want his load? he answered , Oh God Daddy, I do..... and with that I said to the black guy, I want to see you breed my son... and with that the black man lets out this sound of triumph and I know he's filling my boys gut with his first load of the night.

Such a strange but totally intoxicating story that holds you, waiting for more.

So long as this felon’s crimes against minors is communicated to fellow Texas inmates justice will be served up repeatedly.

Some say size doesn't matter.Others say it dioes. Personally I am mostly in the "doesn't" camp. Plus there are other factors: Shape - is it completely straight or like most have a degree of curvature or "bend"? Degree and direction of "bend" if present. I have no idea what other btms feel about this or what their experience is, but for me those can matter. While our internal plumbing all follow the same general layout, we are each essentially custom built. Those sometimes mean what works with one sluts hole may not always work as well on the next. The shape of a cock can affect how well it works in different holes. The more "extreme" the shape the, the more you may need to work with it. By that I mean, some positions work well, others less well. Put simply, trying to ram something which bends one way using a position where hole you are ramming it into goes in different and maybe completely opposite direction, may not be a happy experience for someone. While some btms might like how that feels, others won't. Yet other btms, if the guy on the other end of the cock ignored this simple fact and insisted on using "impractical" positions with btms that don't like it, he may find his journey home a bit surreal. Well, I imagine most guys would - going home in an ambulance without their cock. The size of a guy's cock really is irrelevant if they haven't a fucking clue how to use it. A really shit fuck is a really shit fuck however many, or few, inches it is. Likew, an awesome one... Well who gives a toss how many inches it is when getting fucked with it feels as good as that.

This still gets better and better! Can't wait for more!

Hey gents, I am looking to get involved in the London bugsharing scene. If you know of any specific group bug-breeding parties or circuits, please help me by informing me and an invitation would be nice. I am HIV and STI neg as of two weeks ago and desperate to start moving in the direction of being riddled to fuck. If you have an STI or virus that you would like to share with me, please contact me and we can arrange to transmit it to me

Good start keep on going with it

I prefer my bottoms younger or near my age. Must be an incest family thing I saw when I was younger, but certainly enjoy a younger man. However a passion filled top is what it comes down to, the more passion the more breedings I want from him. If he is Poz......it's so much better😉

I prefer anyone who wants to fuck an anonymous load into me

Any cock for me please...

I called work and told my secretary I would not be in. I told him to call the down and order me two fully loaded Wranglers and have them delivered to the house before 6. As the owner of several dealerships I had some perks. I cleaned the house and prepared my self for when the boys would show up after practice. It was a very long Monday to sat the least. The Wranglers where delivered by 4 with bows on them and I was waiting in the garage when the boys pulled in. Chad and Brett both asked what this was about. I told them the Jeeps belonged to them. They had been paid for and I had insured them for 2 years. Chad asked what I expected in return and I said he could leave now and never return if he wanted too but that I hoped he would stay. I told him I would put them both on payroll as personal assistants and they could come to house and use me anytime the wanted. The next thing I knew I was bent over the hood of the riding mower and Brett was shoving his cock in my ass. I hear fuck that ass is tight and I have a job and new Jeep to as well. This is the best fucking day ever. It wasn't long before I getting pissed on by Chad while taking Brett's dick. I heard Brett say god damn it you got that shit on me and Chad turned and let a full stream go on Brett's chest. Chad said fuck you, you have wanted this dick in you ass just like this bitch for years. you know you want it. I was floored, Brett never missed a beat fucking my ass as he leaned over and took in Chad's cock. We moved to my room were the boys had me on my back and Brett started fucking me again. I saw Chad come up behind him and start working Brett's hole with the lube I had on the night stand. I could not believe what I was seeing. This macho soccer stud was going to get fucked by his best friend and fellow soccer stud. I was excited at the thought and in great pleasure as it seemed like Brett was fucking be harder and deeper knowing he was about to get fuck as well. Fuck what a night this was going to be. I am not sure if I should continue. Let me know what you think.

The first time I sucked a black cock was at a video booth place after I let a guy get me really fucked up on poppers and then he got me into another booth with 2 of his friends and more poppers until I was on my hands and knees sucking his friends cocks and getting stroked by him as he was playing with my ass crack. He easily got me to smoke his pipe and got me so fucking crazy high and horny that I took his friends loads in my mouth and on my face before I realized that he was fucking me until I got really hard and started cumming on the floor. Anyhoo, they laughed saying that was easier than they thought it would be and left me there trying to get myself together but before I could, a black guy came into the booth with his cock out already and stroking it. I was afraid but he said he had just watched me being a dirty little cum whore and knows I will love sucking his cock. I said I have heard stories about guys getting addicted to black cocks and cum but I'm still really fucking horny and just one time couldn't hurt. He laughed saying most white guys say that the first time and then he sees them back here looking for more black cocks and cum. I said, let's see about that and started stroking and sucking his cock and was amazed by how thick and hard it was and how heavy it felt and started stroking his balls and sucking faster and harder feeling myself falling deeper into the urge or rather NEED for this guys thick black cock even as I kept telling myself that I was in total control. He pulled it out and slapped my face with his cock and kept tapping it on my lips and I suddenly told myself that this was a really bad idea! This fucker was right, I was denying it but at the same time I was so completely and unbelievably addicted to his big black cock and was willing to do ANYTHING to get his black cum in my mouth. He made me beg for it and after he filled my mouth and was getting ready to leave, he looked at me and said.....do you still think this was a one time thing??? I know you'll be back.

Love that. I posted elsewhere I had an anon breeder come to my darkened apt blindfolded and lubed. He walked in, fucked, bred, told me to keep it inside he might want to come back and fuck me again. About 15 min i get a text to meet him at a bar 10 minutes from me to have a drink he's there, wants to see me sitting there knowing who I was but he's anon. I went in got a beer in this dive bar near me, no one really looks gay or someone I'd probably approach. Ten minutes some guy (sitting alone) comes up says his buddy told him he just fucked a load of jizz in me and he want to add his. We left, I got bred by this stranger (not really my type of guy, excessively hairy long skinny dick) dirty talking asking "I guess you take dick from anybody", dumped a lot big load, said to wait there laying down, his buddy may want to come back and fuck again. About 15-20 minutes later I get a text from first guy he wants another fuck. He came over a little drunk fucked telling me how sloppy my ass felt. I sucked his dick and balls off before he left. So hot, still don't know who he was.

HOT! I am a twin .. he's 11 min. older. We messed around since we took baths together. First time I went and woke him up... he swatted my hand away.. I held his hand leaned in and took him in my mouth! After that, he never stopped me from enjoying. He was the first to fuck me also! We are fraternal ~ otherwise, I am sure I would have talked him into video...

Lot's of good advice already given, so i'll try to add some different points and emphasize a few. Most of us are in this for the long term, i.e., getting fucked is a life long event, not just something we do for a few months, or even years, then stop, so it makes sense that our approach should take the long term into account. As bottoms (heck, everyone) we want to promote and maintain a healthy colon. With that in mind, i would advise against the practice of using chemical enemas and meds like lotrimin as neither of those promote colon health and repeated, long term use probably does damage. Our gut is home to bacteria that we live in symbiosis with. We have 10x more bacteria living in our colon than we have cells that make up our entire body. The Western Diet is bad for that environment. The healthiest diet is a whole food plant based diet with no added sugar, salt or oils (WFPBD), but most of us are not goiing to do that, so we try to eat healthier. Several have mentioned fiber. We don't get nearly enough fiber on the Western diet. Fiber is food for good bacteria in our gut. Fiber is not something our body can break down and absorb, so it passes through and adds bulk. Nerdy fact, cultures that have plant based diets don't have diverticulitis. Diverticulum are little pockets that form on the colon. A big part of clean out problems are related to what we eat. If we eat lots of meat, dairy and processed stuff that has relatively no fiber in it, it has no bulk when it reaches the colon and it cannot be removed effeciently or completely because it is not filling the colon that is moving it. Fiber supplements can help, eating lots of fruit and veggies is best.

Two comments. (1) Many tops don't appreciate that having a clean hole takes effort, and (2) Many bottoms turn into tops because of the work it takes to stay clean

First, if you pull out the increased deficit spending from Trump’s tax bill plus Trump’s lax regulation that has permitted big banks to make risky corporate loans certain to tank in the next downturn, US GDP has actually shrunk since Trump came into office. Second the USMCA NAFTA-replacement you tout has NOT been ratified by the legislatures of the three signatories, so it is as legally binding as Charmin, something you’re certain not to hear on Fox News. As with all his ventures, his purported financial genius in government is just debt and bullshit to fool the rubes. I’m by no means a socialist and have been a financial institution exec for decades. I’m a big believer in responsible capitalism, but Trump is motivated solely by what will feed his ego with narcissistic supply and get him re-elected, no matter how much long-term damage it does to the country he and his supporters supposedly love. Outside the billionaires who actually benefited from his tax bill, support for Trump is the Dunning-Kruger effect at work.

No one should EVER under any circumstance fuck a person who supports Donald Trump. Doesn't matter how big their dick is, DO NOT FUCK THESE PEOPLE. And tell them why you refuse to fuck them. And if you think Barack Obama is Kenyan, you're a racist slob. If you think Hillary Clinton murdered anyone then you're an idiot who's been logged on to 4Chan or 8Chan too many times. I repeat. DO NOT FUCK TRUMP SUPPORTERS. NO MATTER WHAT.

My only fear which I don't think is based in reality but I do worry that people may become positive on PrEP, but PrEP is surpressing the virus enough to give false negative results and then the second prep is stopped, you'd convert to pos. And I have seen a few posts that "my very first fuck after PrEP pozzed me" and maybe they have been pozzed for years but only show it when prep is stopped. That might be totally unscientific but it's only been a few years where we are supposed to feel safe while barebacking on PrEP, which goes against the 30+ years of what we used to know.

Moderator's Note: This part includes descriptions of sex with a woman. Normally, we would not allow that, but in this case, the straight sex serves to further the story of Marcus and Nick. If straight sex becomes a larger part of the narrative, it will have to be moved. For now, this is to warn you not to read on if reading about straight sex will be offensive to you. PART 4: Marcus, Chloe and I had all been working hard during the week and were counting the hours til the weekend, we had planned on going on a roadtrip together to an all inclusive resort in order to de-stress. We had Saturday night booked and we were excited about being able to unwind. Friday evening came and I got a text from Chloe saying, "Marcus should be home soon, we were texting earlier and thought it might be fun if we went ahead and traveled to the resort tonight to get the most of tomorrow as we could, what do you think?" I responded back that I was already packed so it'd be cool with me, but we didn't book a room for tonight. Chloe texted that she checked and there were many rooms still available. I got to Marcus and Chloe's apartment about an hour later, Chloe was the only one there so we waited on Marcus together and had some drinks, he'd have to be the DD and get us to the resort tonight. We chitchatted while we waited and imbibed on our cocktails. Chloe said, "Sooo, Marcus says you have a big dick?" "I don't know about all that, it's probably bigger than average but it's not as big as Marcus'," I responded. "Marcus' cock is fantastic, but it's actually a little too long, he can't get it all in me," Chloe sighed. Boy, did I know what she meant. Except, Marcus COULD get it all inside me. That made me smile. Chloe and I were getting kinda trashed, we finished off the tequila that we were going to take with us to the resort. Chloe texted Marcus to stop by the store to stock us up on liqour for our weekend. Chloe blurted out, "Can I see it?" "Huh?" I was dumbfounded. "Your hard cock," Chloe said matter of factly, "Can I see it? Marcus won't care, he talks about us all the time." Talks about us? Did she mean Chloe and Marcus or Marcus and myself? She was already on her knees in front of me on the couch rubbing my quickly stiffening rod through my jeans. I mumbled, "I don't think we should do this, I mean, you and Marcus..." Her small hands looked and felt good, especially when she whipped my boner out and started stroking it. I'm gay, but I'm not dead. Chloe was very beautiful too, I wish women did it for me. Although I guess they do, because she's stroking my hard cock right now, I just didn't know...Chloe engulfed my cock into her mouth and went down to my trimmed pubes in about 3 seconds. "ARGHHHHhhh...ahhhhhh, fuck that feels good," I surprised myself by saying. She was using her hands and mouth like her grandmother's life depended on it, and it was feeling crazy good. I just wish it were Marcus doing this to me instead. I closed my eyes and imagined it was him on his knees deep throating my dick and making me feel so hot. I felt her stand up with my cock still in her mouth working me over good. I kept my eyes closed and continued to think of Marcus' sexy mixed lips pistoning up and down on my hardness. Chloe came off my cock for a second and started forcing my dick into her pussy. My eyes flashed open and watched my bare cock breaking past her tight pussy lips with just spit for lube. I don't know what was going on, I'm so gay, but fuck this felt amazing. I started to speak in protest, but she covered my mouth with her hand and was riding me rough and hard. Chloe breathed into my ear, "Please, just give me this. I can't let Marcus cum in me, especially since his new insurance hasn't kicked in and he's not on his meds, and I NEED it, I need to feel a man cumming inside me." I shook my head "no," but she didn't stop, and I was getting close to cumming already. She was bouncing up and down on me so fast I couldn't help it. She reached down and started rubbing her clit and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock and she started convulsing, her body was erratic and tensing up, she was CUMMING! I looked down to see my cock suddenly very wet with her juices and I immediately started blowing my load inside her, letting out a loud, "AHHHHHHH I'm cumming!" We cleaned up in silence. I felt guilty as hell. I didn't even want to do that but I couldn't stop myself. I couldn't look at her right now. Chloe could see the guilt on my face, "It's okay Nick. Marcus told me I could." "What do you mean?" I asked with a very confused look. "Look," Chloe answered, "Marcus knows I'm not comfortable with him cumming in me, and he also know how much I like to be filled with cum. So...he said if I could get you to fuck me, then it was okay." I sat there quite perplexed by her admission. I responded,"Chloe, you're gorgeous, but you know I'm gay, I didn't really want to do that." Chloe said, "Yeah yeah, I know. You like cock and ass, but you have to admit it felt good, and you were doing me a huge favor. Don't think about whether or not you wanted it. Just think of it as helping a friend out. It wasn't so bad was it?" "No," I said, "it wasn't bad at all, it's just...I don't know," Her phone dinged, it was Marcus and he was headed up. He came into the apartment and kissed Chloe, gave me a fist bump and said,"Damn, it smells like fuckin' in here." My face went bright red and he stared right at me, "Nick, dude, it's fine, I already know. She texted me before she hit on you. I'm just surprised you got hard." Relief filled me and also confusion again. I answered, "Well, I didn't really have a choice, my dick was acting on it's own accord." Chloe and Marcus laughed at that. Marcus quipped, "I know the feeling, sometimes you can't stop your dick from doing certain things." I was again, another shade of red, knowing full well, he was referring to breeding my hole even though he's straight. We loaded up the SUV and headed to the resort, after about 30 minutes of driving, everything was back to being normal. Our dynamic hadn't changed one bit, we were laughing and blasting music, having a great time together. It seemed like we were at the resort in mere minutes. Chloe and I started loading our weekend supplies and suitcases onto the luggage cart while Marcus got us a room. We met Marcus in the lobby and headed up to the room. Room 669, the irony wasn't lost on any of us. We all Snapchatted each other standing next to the room number on our door. We had a good laugh at that. But once the door opened, I noticed a very nice living room/kitchentte and through that was a big bedroom. We wheeled our haul into the room and began unloading. That's when I noticed there was one bed. Chloe actually noticed first and asked Marcus why he only got one bed. Marcus responded,"Uhm, because that's all they had. When you checked to see if rooms were available, you didn't ask what kiiiind of rooms." he laughed at that. "The couch pulls out to a hideaway bed anyway, so we're all good." We all set ourselves up and Chloe made everyone drinks. Marcus vaped some THC with his k-stick pen and we took tiny hits off of it. Chloe and I preferred alcohol. My head was spinning a bit, but in a good way. I suddenly felt really exhausted and mentioned I had to lay down before I FELL down. I told them to get up so I could pull the couch out. Marcus said,"We wanna stay up awhile, just go lay down in the bed It's a California King anyways." I knew not to argue, he's stubborn as hell. I promptly passed the fuck out. I don't know what kind of THC that was but I was floating. I felt someone taking my shoes off. "Good" I thought, I hate sleeping in my shoes, for that matter I hate sleeping with anything on. "Well, we can undress you," I vaguely heard Chloe say. "Here, let us help you." Did I say, "I hated to sleep with anyting on" out loud? I don't know for sure. Oh well, it felt like there were 8 pair of hands on me right now, pulling my clothes off. It felt nice. Oh wait, they're taking my underwear off too. I'm hard though. I finally moved and was trying to cover my erection, but Marcus grabbed my hands and put them to my sides. He said, "Dude, we've already seen it. Just relax and go to sleep." as he covered me up. It wasn't long before I felt their bodies next to mine, and naked? yeah, I could feel their smooth warm skin all over me. I was in the middle. Chloe was in front of me fitting into the curve of my body and Marcus was spooning behind me. I was so hard right now. I drifted off to sleep again. In and out of sleep I went and came. Came? Cum. I giggled. Oh yeah, I came inside Chloe. Chloe had scooted in tighter next to me as I slept on my side. Her skin felt so nice against mine. She reached back and placed my cock in between her thighs as she was the baby spoon. She began to lightly snore. It was cute. Next thing I remember is feeling Marcus' hard cock in my ass cheeks. Fuck I love your cock. Marcus whispered into my ear, "Shhhh, she doesn't know." Damnit, is my inner monologue coming out loud again? I'm going to have to be more careful. I drifted back to sleep. I awoke with a hand on my cock. It was Chloe's. She was rubbing my cockhead on her pussy, gyrating against me, shaking the bed. I felt Marcus' arm on my thigh as he lifted up Chloe's leg and my cock slid into her. "Wait. What's going on?" I said. I heard Marcus quietly say against the back of my neck with his hot sexy breath, "You're going to breed my girl's pussy again." His muscular tight toned body was enveloping mine, and forcing my own body against Chloe's, subsequently forcing my cock deeper in and out of her tight cunt. She was moaning as she rocked my cock in and out. Marcus' body felt too good against me. I honestly didn't care that I was fucking pussy right now, and it was a huge turn on that Marcus was practically forcing me to. I felt Marcus' hard thick cock head knocking on my hole as I fucked Chloe. My hole was soaked with his precum and was beginning to get wetter and more relaxed at each thrust. His stone-like member was fucking in and out of my tight hole a couple inches and suddenly, he broke past that second barrier and was fully inside me. I let out a guttural moan of satisfaction. As horny and turned on as I was, I became even more so when I remembered Marcus wasn't on his meds and hadn't been for over a month. He was so against fucking me at the gym because of that. But right now, I guess he couldn't control that foot long dick of his. I began to ram into Chloe's hole and she was breathing hard and her body was shaking, "FUCK ME Nick! Fuck my pussy. Cum inside me." Chloe yelled at me. She had no idea the real reason I was pounding her so hard was because I was actually throwing my asshole back against Marcus' monster cock trying to get him to nut in me before he gained a clear head. Marcus was running his hands over my body grabbing onto me and squeezing tight, as I felt him go rigid and his dick blossomed inside me knocking hard against my prostate. Oh my god, he's cumming in me! Fuck yes. I felt him unloading torrents inside of me, and that's all it took for me to start blasting another load into his girlfriend. Chloe felt me cumming and she also started climaxing. She was writhing around on my cock as we both came down from our orgasms. She slowly pulled off my cock. I let Marcus stay inside me. I drifted back to sleep. I awoke that morning in a haze. Chloe was no longer next to me, but I felt Marcus' strong tight body against mine. Cuddling me. "Thanks for giving her what she needs buddy." I heard him say. "I guess as long as I'm getting dicked down by you," I responded, "then I don't care to help her out. But what about you not being on meds?" Marcus turned me around and kissed me, "Look, you're on PrEP, you said it'd be okay...I feel a little bad I couldn't control myself, but watching you fuck my girlfriend, man, I HAD to fuck your tight hole." With that, he quickly got up and wrapped my legs around him as he filled the space between my legs with his young ripped body. He spat on his hand and aimed his cock right at my hole while his other hand covered my mouth, he plowed into my quivering ass. "OH FUCK!" I yelled. Marcus was fully inside me, he looked down at me and said, "Sorry, but I gotta be quick, Chloe is out getting our breakfast and I need to cum again." I couldn't say no. I let him have his way with me. Marcus was immediately pounding my hole pulling almost all the way out and ramming back in balls deep. His balls were slapping against my bare ass as his monster cock disappeared and reappeared at an alarming rate. It hurt, but it felt too good to stop too. He had me bent in half, and his cock was pummeling my prostate like Rocky Balboa on a hard training day. I was leaking precum like crazy as he built himself up to another climax. His caramel skin had a sheen of sweat covering it, his muscles were pronounced as he used every bit of his strength...and length...and girth to ravage my insides. My eyes were rolling back into my head as he repeatedly assaulted my prostate. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Ohhhhh myyyy god I'm cumming! I'm fucking cumming!" I hadn't even touched my cock. Marcus' never ceasing beating on my prostate worked me up so quickly I started blowing a hands free load all over myself. It was shooting out onto my chest, neck and face. Marcus briefly looked down while I was going off, and that's all it took for him. His head reared back and he roared, "FUUUUUCKKKKKK!!!!!" as his thick monster cock exploded his poz load inside me... Authors Note: Thank you everyone for reading my stories and commenting on them how much you enjoy them. These take about twenty minutes to write, but I have to be in the mood, so to speak. I appreciate everyone who's found these as fun as I have.

Part 36; I was increasingly becoming hysterical, wriggling the lower parts to all 4 limbs, and heavily sobbing. My EVIL perverse captor could not have me making such a spectacle of myself, thus, the hair clippers were switched off, placed on one of the small stainless steel tables to the side of the central examination table I was lying on, and off he went, shortly returning with a syringe full of a drug that would relax me, and paralyse me from the neck down. He opened the cannula, attached the syringe, and wh00000sh, 💉 in went the clear fluid. Very soon I felt super calm, very much detached in fact, and all I could move were my lips, and eyes. 😑 He stood at the end of the examination table, cunt end, standing over me, and stared at me with his dark brown almost black eyes, sunken pale cheeks, and slicked back jet black hair. He proceeded to undress, taking off his white medical jacket, then his tie, and then his shirt. As I was now detached I couldn't react to what I saw on his chest. His torso was as pale as his face, and bang right in the centre of his chest he had a tattoo of what was drawn around my navel the other day; A reversed pentagram with three upside down red nines nestled in-between the top two points! He placed his hands on my distended abdomen, and just stared at me, looking deeply into my eyes, boring into my soul. - It is soon time for your Master's virulent DNA to be drained from your cunt. And time also, for you to receive some brand new DNA. Speaking of which, how rude of me. I've not introduced you to our two new guests. Charlie, this is Friedrich. He has several strains of HIV, one that is completely med resistant, and two strains of Hep C, hence his yellow appearance. He has AIDS! Friedrich had a nice thick bushy mustache which had always been a huge turn on for me. And then he looked over to the other guy, whose eyes looked odd. - And this is Igor. You may have noticed Igor's eyes are not what they are supposed to be. He has late stage syphilis, and is now almost blind. He too has multiple strains of HIV, which have also progressed to AIDS! Between these two 'sick fucks', they have a combined viral load of 71 million. They are EXCEPTIONALLY infectious! He didn't tell me but I could see they were both also heavily dripping thick yellow pus from their Death-sticks! Now topless, he set about extracting around half a litre of blood from each of them, direct from their cannula to a blood bag, ready for storage. However, before he done that, he also took a syringe full of blood from each, placing them on one of the small stainless steel tables to the side of my examination table. As he was bending over by Igor, large green fins in a flash flared out from his spine, from neck to sacrum. Again, I could not react due to my drugged up detachment, but I could clearly now see, he was no ordinary Doctor. He was also most definitely a Demon! 👹 I could also hear this Doctor-Demon speaking and laughing with Igor and Friedrich in German, with my name being mentioned a few times. Their faces looked deathly-gaunt! 💀💀 As their heavily tainted blood trickled out, slowly filling the blood bags, his attention refocused onto me. He collected 4 x 1.5 litre steel buckets that had a hole on the side near the bottom where a rubber catheter was attached, so, whatever was in the bucket could slowly drip out into wherever it was meant to go. For now each catheter had a closed clip so whatever substance were to be in the bucket, it would not leak out until the clip was opened. He sat on a stool by my Goat-Hoof plugged cunt, put one of the buckets underneath my cunt, then, *UNPLUG*, and *Wh0000000oooooosSh*, 💦💦 my Master's Deep-Green, oily, musky, diseased Demon-DNA gushed out, with Doctor Stanis catching the first release, without spilling a single drop. The first bucket filled up pretty quickly, and he nimbly swapped the full bucket for an empty one, catching MORE rotten Demon-filth. The second bucket filled pretty quickly too. Onto the third one, he started to massage my distended abdomen, as to drive my Master's cum out my abdomen-cunt. Once all 4 buckets were full, he put 3 of them on his laboratory work top, and the fourth he hung it up on one of the IV poles, both being adjacent to the central examination table, that I was paralysed and restrained on! 😈 He took the two syringes of blood, that had just come from the two dying German studs, and injected it into a saline bag, hanging on the other IV pole. My cannula was opened, in went the tubing from the saline bag, tubing clamp opened, and now, slowly in came my bag of very special fluids. ☢️☢️☢️ He now came to my head, and spent some time running his fingers through my thick Golden curly locks of my wonderful hair. 👦 Examination to be continued;

Yesterday: "I want to breed your ass" I'm in. Where?" "Hotel address and room number" "I can be there in 15 minutes" "See you then" and guess what. 15 minutes later I walked into that guy's hotel room and got dick in my ass. It really can be that fucking easy. What the fuck is wrong with so many of you people?

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

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PART 2: Marcus and I continued to see each other, as friends, at parties and bars with our mutual buddies. Most of the time he'd have his girlfriend, Chloe, with him. Our relationship changed subtly. We acted more relaxed around each other and he would touch me in a "bro" way, much more often than he did before we had sex. We were definitely closer and sort-of intimate in a bromance kind of way. This went on for a few weeks, without either of us ever mentioning the night he finally came inside someone (me), which was the first time I'd ever taken a poz load. This Friday night we pre-partied at our buddy's apartment and Chloe, his girlfriend, was there again. She was very pretty, and I really liked her. We had even begun to get closer. It was her idea to go out to the club, she wanted to dance. Nobody wanted to go though, but Marcus was obligated as the good boyfriend to take her dancing. Chloe tried really hard to convince other people to come along, but everybody wanted a more chill night in. She particularly put her efforts into persuading me to go with her and Marcus to the club. She was dancing up on me, and said,"Marcus can't dance, come on, you have to come so I can have a dancing partner. Pleassse?" I looked at Marcus and he just gave a shrug and a smile. I caved to peer pressure and decided I would tag along and go dancing with them. Marcus had booked an Uber and it didn't take long before we were piling in the back seat together. The Uber driver asked,"Where to?" Chloe immediately responded,"Majesty!" I looked at Marcus questioningly because while it was the biggest and best dance club in the city, it was also predominantly gay. Chloe saw the look on my face and me looking at Marcus and said to me,"Come on, it's the best club for dancing, and you don't have to play like you're straight around me anymore." We all laughed and Marcus just shrugged and smiled again, "She calls the shots bro." We got to the club about midnight and surprisingly the line was out the door already. We got in quickly, and first order was Chloe going to the bathroom, while Marcus and I got everybody drinks. While he and I were at the upstairs bar getting all the drinks he said,"Thanks for coming out tonight man. I know you didn't really want to. Just so you know, I didn't tell Chloe you were gay, she's actually the one that told me the night before...you and I...well in the sauna... Chloe found out from her co-worker, I think you would call him a twink. haha. Anyways, you apparently fuck him on the regular." I gulped a big swig of my drink. Damn, my throat got dry all of a sudden, and I was beginning to sweat. ---So he found out I was gay the night before he fucked me? Hmmm. Chloe popped up between the two of us, grabbing a drink from Marcus with one hand and grabbed my hand with her other, dragging me out to the dance floor,"Come on! Let's dance!" she yelled. I actually really enjoy dancing, and she and I lit the floor up. We were on the dance floor for a solid hour, thoroughly soaked in sweat. Marcus would watch us from the sidelines, refreshing our drinks and had a small table ready for us with bottled water for when, or if, we ever took a break. We had an amazing time. I started to get a little tired, and she had to pee, so we finally made it to Marcus' table. She said she was ready to go home, so Marcus ordered an Uber and while we waited she was still dancing next to the table in between Marcus and myself. He was behind her as she ground her ass against his crotch, his mouth was on her sweaty neck, and his hands held her tiny hips tightly. His strong hands. Chloe moved my hands to her hips too, then moved them on top of Marcus' hands. He was still kissing Chloe's neck, but he was looking straight into my eyes. It was the first time Marcus and I had touched intimately since the night he came in me. We got to their apartment, and Chloe insisted I come in for a beer and to wind down. Chloe was drunk and very horny, she was all over Marcus. I wasn't jealous, it was nice to see. But it was getting me horny! I was watching music videos on the TV when she drug Marcus to their bedroom, for obvious reasons. I resigned myself to the couch and laid down. I vaguely heard Chloe cumming, she wasn't quiet, and it sounded like she really got off. It wasn't ten minutes later when Marcus came out of the bedroom in just gym shorts. I immediately noticed he wasn't wearing underwear and was still somewhat hard. Marcus went to the fridge and asked if I wanted another beer. I said,"sure, but shouldn't you have some water? I heard Chloe in there, and it sounded like you probably need to rehydrate." Marcus laughed as he handed me my beer. He was standing in front of me, his still semi hard cock about a foot from my face under a thin layer of mesh gym shorts material. I could smell the sex from him and it made my face flush and my dick harden. Marcus said,"I"m surprised you heard us over the tv, these walls are pretty well insulated. And you know I don't gotta hydrate, you know the way it is with me and my girlfriends. I can't cum with a condom and they won't let me fuck them without one." He put his hand on the side of my face and lifted it up looking down at me,"nobody's ever let me cum in them, except you." I couldn't even look at him now, because his cock was fully erect in his shorts right in front of my face and I couldn't control myself one second longer. I grabbed his cock and gave it a squeeze. He put his beer on the table and dropped his shorts, put his hand behind my neck and used his other hand to aim his thick uncut cock at my mouth. I eagerly sucked his throbbing monster into my mouth. I could taste the condom residue and when I deep throated him I could smell Chloe's pussy on his pubes. It excited me so much, that I undid my pants and pulled my dick out and started stroking as I vigorously sucked his cock. I was bouncing up and down on it as he told me to,"suck that dick. I know you want it. You want this load don't you? You want my cum inside you, don't you? Tell me.." I came off his cock and said,"yes. I've missed your cock, and I want your cum inside me. Wherever you want to put it." He quickly yanked me up from the couch and grabbed my pants and underwear and jerked them down, pulling my feet out of them. He kissed me hard on the mouth and slipped his tongue inside me. I moaned into his mouth and felt his hands on my ass. He pulled his mouth back for a second and stuck two fingers inside my mouth and I sucked them as he moved them in and out. He pulled them free from my mouth and spit on his two wet fingers, reaching around and began to push them into my asshole as he grabbed my head with his free hand and kissed me hard again. He got his fingers up inside me to the knuckle and again, I moaned into his mouth. Marcus was being aggressive and I loved it. He turned me around and pulled off my shirt, he wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me against him. His muscular pecs and stomach were against my back and his cock was snugly in my ass crack. He spat into his free hand and I could tell he was lubing up his cock, seconds later I felt his cockhead pushing against my hole. It breached my opening and I sighed in pain and pleasure while he kissed my neck and forced more of his stiff cock inside my ass. He moved forward, causing me to have to put my knees up on the couch, he pushed my head forward so I was bent over now in doggy style. I felt his hand firmly grasp my hips, he started fucking his big cock in and out of my hole. My asshole felt so good as he longdicked me. Feeling his slick cock sliding all the way in and out of me had me leaking precum and I grabbed my swollen cock to jerk off while he pounded my ass. "Oh god, Marcus, fuck me. Shit that feels so good. I can't wait for you to finish off inside me," I said. Marcus responded,"You like this big black cock? You want my poz load up that pussy?" I told him to please cum in me, fill me up good. We were making quite a bit of noise at this point, but I didn't care if Chloe woke up and saw us even, it felt so good, I wasn't going to let him stop until he unloaded in me. I could tell he was getting close too, he was fucking me so hard, my ass was getting plowed into at such a fast rate, I was glad he had lube on his cock from the condom that he used to fuck Chloe not too long ago. Just thinking of that made me hornier, and I wanted his cum even more knowing that his girlfriend never took it. Marcus began moaning and saying,"oh fuck, here it comes. I'm about to blow. Ah shit, ah shit, ah shiiitttt." He slammed into me deep and I felt his cock swell and thicken stretching my hole out more as he pumped me full of his poz cum. He kept himself buried deep inside me as I continued to jerk off and I was getting close. I guess he could tell I was about to blast his couch with my cum because he grabbed my hand and stopped me. "Wait, please?" I said, "please let me cum with you still inside me." He slowly pulled out of me, grabbed me and turned me around face to face. His lips met mine with force and his tongue snaked into my mouth to wrestle with mine. His hands moved up to my shoulders and pushed me down firmly so that I was seated on the edge of the couch. I briefly watched a few seconds of the music video playing as hot shirtless guys danced around a diva. He dropped to his knees and grabbed my legs, and spread them wide. I felt so open and powerless. He looked down and aimed his rigid cock at my wet hole, while his hands held my ankles wide and high I felt his cockhead on my hole right before he slammed fully into me. I gasped, my mouth was in a permanent "O" because that thick dickhead just punched my prostate and he held it there applying pressure to it, squeezing the cum out of it, making it escape through my cock onto my stomach. He immediately began fucking me at breakneck speeds, and it brought me back to the first time we fucked. He was able to blow a second load within minutes of the first one last time, and this was how he did it. I hoped it was happening again, remembering it last time was enough to bring me off, my body went stiff and I began shooting cum into my open mouth and all over myself as he rammed my prostate. I was drenched in my own cum as I watched him build up to his second orgasm, he moved his hands to my hips and thrust himself as deeply as he could and I felt his cock swell yet again pumping his load into me. I think we were both exhausted at this point. He pulled out, and he lifted my limp legs to slide my underwear back onto me. He laid my motionless body down on the couch, put his gym shorts on, and crawled up next to me, pulling the couch blanket over us. We both blacked out. The morning sun shined brightly through the living room window curtains. Music videos were still playing on the tv. I was disoriented for a minute while my mind processed where I was, and why I was there and what had happened. Marcus was still snuggled up to me under the blanket on the couch. His arm was around me, and I felt his erection against my ass. I was worried, Chloe would wake up and catch us like this. I shook him and told him to hurry and get up before his girlfriend woke up. He yawned and stretched a little. He said,"Don't worry, she sleeps like a zombie til late. Last night was amazing man. Watching you and Chloe dance last night had me hard half the time I was at the club." I was like,"what? You were sitting at the table in the club with a boner watching your girlfriend and I dance? You fuckin' pervert. No wonder you're hard right now." Marcus said,"You call me the pervert, but you let me fuck you like a cum hungry slut and you've taken four of my poz loads in your ass and acted like it was a gift from heaven." My mouth hung open in disbelief, but he had a point. I was a total cumslut when it came to him fucking me. I mean, he's fucking hot, straight, hung, and cums gallons and not just once. I laughed and said,"okay, okay, that's me in the moment, yes. I kinda separate those moments from you and me, as buddies. Right now, we're blurring the lines and it has me freaking a little." Marcus, ran his hand down my side and grabbed my underwear to yank them down. He brought his hand up to his mouth and spit in it, moved it to my mouth and said,"spit." I did as he commanded and spit in his hand. He reached under the blanket and lubed up his rock hard cock. He pushed into my hole with relative ease, but I could feel the friction. I groaned, and just let him do what he wanted to me. Marcus smiled and said,"see? you don't even try to stop me from fucking you when a minute ago you were worried about Chloe waking up? You're a whore for me." He was right, I couldn't help it either, his thick bare cock filling my hole up deeply was irresistible. I went from worrying about his girlfriend waking up to not caring if his grandma walked in on us as soon as his cock began to push into me. He firmly held my hip as he fucked slowly in and out of my hole. His massive loads from last night were enough that he didn't need any lube besides our spit to enter me. It wasn't as slick as last night, but he was going so slowly that it didn't need to be. He propped his head up on his hand while he rested his elbow on the pillow looking down at me. He looked so casual...from the waist up. I again warned him,"we better stop before Chloe gets u...." Just then the bedroom door opened and Chloe walked out in just a t-shirt, her tight pert tits were clearly bra-less and she wore a thong, her ass cheeks bounced as she went straight for the kitchen. Meanwhile Marcus simply moved his eyes from me, to the tv and began watching the music video. Marcus said,"Good morning babe. You feel okay? I came in here after you passed out to keep my homie company and we kinda blacked out here." Chloe turned around looking disheveled but glowing, she smiled and said,"I actually feel really good. I think all that dancing and then a good orgasm was what I needed last night. You guys look so cute, do you two want some coffee?" I was dumbfounded, as all of this unfolded before me, Marcus' cock was STILL deep inside me and he was still slowly fucking me. Marcus looked down at me and said,"you want some?" with a big smile. I knew he meant, did I want his cum, but he was trying to shake me loose to answer Chloe about the coffee. I stammered, "Uhmmm, yeah. Sure, yeah I want it...I mean, some. Some coffee, yes, please." Chloe responded, "great! two coffees coming up!" Marcus laughed, "yup, coming up!" as he continued to fuck my hole, picking up a little speed. Chloe had her back to us working on the coffee, and Marcus looked down at me, kissed me hard on the lips and whispered,"you ready for it? you want me to cum up in that hole?" I said,"yes, breed me again..." He tensed up and I felt him blasting inside me again as his girlfriend finished up our coffees. She brought them over to us and handed each of us our own cups while Marcus was still inside me. Chloe said, "I gotta put some pants on, it's freezing in here," as she bounced to the bedroom. Marcus pulled out of my asshole, and pulled up his shorts and sat up. He winked at me as he brought his cup to his mouth. I just shook my head and said, "whatever Marcus, it's your funeral." and rolled my eyes. He laughed into his mug.

Last weekend I decided to rent a room in a nearby city. I posted a few ads online saying that I was looking to take some cock. I left it up to them if they wanted annon or not. I got several messages, so I was hoping for a decent turn out. The first guy was a cute 30 something. Thin with an 8in. He came in and we stripped. I spent maybe 10 minutes working his tool orally until he moved around behind me. He pushed in and started fucking like an animal doggie style. Eventually he shot a nice thick load in me. He dressed and left. I checked my cell and found two other guys (45 and 38) that wanted to come over. After a few minutes talking, they agreed to meet together. A few mins later, I have one in my ass and one in my mouth. They both switch positions until I have both of their loads filling up my hole. It slowed down for a while. I had a guy in his 50s, but nothing special to mention. He was nice, but just wanted a bj. Around 8, I got a message from a hot 25 yo black guy that said he was high and horny as fuck. I said come on over and I'd help him out. He came over and had a huge 10in cock. I quickly switched on slut mode and went to my knees. I worked on him for a half hour before he said he was ready to fuck my brains out. I got into the bed and layed on my back. He lubed up and started pushing into me. It's been a while since I felt that full. He started fucking me like I was his bitch. And I guess I was. We spent the next hour with him tearing my guts up. I was in heaven and didn't notice him texting. Eventually, two of his buddy's showed up, both his age and both with huge dicks. He asked about my limits and I said do what you want. And they did. They doing the rest of the night tag taking me, fucking me until I almost passed out. It was amazing.

There was a great discussion/thread recently that talked about (among other things) how most "bottoms" have the equipment and physical ability to fuck. For me it's certainly true. i wake up with erections, it feels physically good to touch my penis and cum. It also feels physically good to be penetrated by a guy and bred, but additionally, there is something emotional and mental that is nurtured and sighs with satisfaction in me when a guy wants me. Penetrating and breeding can be so much more than physical, and it's those areas where i am "total bottom." i may feel physically good cumming using my penis, but emotionally i experience disappointment, like i have compromised my self. i don't believe there is a right or wrong way to be, Top, vers, bottom, are all part of the mix, but i seem psychologically wired 'total bottom' and feel my strongest attraction to "total Tops.' i see that as natural, i.e., "opposite forces attract and bond."

Part 2 - Timmy's story I was 18 and all my friends had gone to University. I wasn't a good student, and so wasn't able to go. I was also aware I was attracted to guys, and this made me very shy in case anyone found out. My mum said I had to get a job. "There's a place around the corner advertising for staff." She said. "It's a men's sauna. Why don't you apply? I'm sure you'd enjoy it." As she said this, she gave me a sly look and I blushed with the thought she had guessed my secret. I was overweight and very nervous about my appearance and didn't want to go, but she insisted and took me round there next day. It was just a nondescript door in a row of houses with a sign that said "sauna" over it. We knocked, and a middle aged guy answered wearing only a singlet and shorts. He raised an eyebrow when mum said "This is Timmy. He's come about the job." Then she pushed me forward, blushing furiously. He looked me up and down and grinned, revealing blackened teeth and said "Well. I'll give him a trial for a couple of days and see how it goes." With that the door closed behind me and I found myself in a tiny reception areas. The place smelled of steam, body odour and damp and didn't look too clean. "What's your name?" He said. "And you'd better be 18" I told him my name was Timmy and yes I was 18 though I didn't look it. He nodded. "Well Timmy, I need someone to clean up, scrub the floors occasionally and generally help out." As he spoke, a naked man appeared and asked for a clean towel. He was 50 ish with a flabby body and a semi-hard cock beneath his belly. I gasped. I had never seen a naked man before and I couldn't help staring at his cock. "What's this, Bill?" He said. "He's cute" Bill saw me staring and laughed. "This is Timmy. He's going to help out. You and the other dirty fuckers in here keep your hands off him." Then he turned and leered at me "Unless you want them too, eh mate?" I blushed again, aware my cock was rigid in my trousers. What sort of place was this? The man took his towel and grinned. "You're gonna be really popular. They'll all want to get in your arse." Then he turned and walked off, and I clearly saw the crease between his buttocks was wet and glistening. Bill told me to change into some shorts and a singlet like him as it was so hot and steamy. I went behind the desk to change, but when I looked up there was a mirror on the wall and he could clearly see me naked as I slipped on the tight shorts and singlet. He handed me a black bag and told me to go and empty the bins upstairs where the rest areas were. "It's not that big. You'll find your way round. Now listen, you'll see plenty of naked guys, and probably men having sex with each other. Is that a problem?" I felt my heart lurch and was so excited and yet scared. "N...nno thats fine." I said. "Ok. You want to join in, that's up to you. I'm sure they'd love it. But they're dirty bastards. If you let them fuck you bare, you'll get knocked up. You understand?" I had had sex lessons at school and understood about safe sex. I just nodded, uncomfortable at the conversation and headed upstairs...

I get naked before the point.... saves time, easy access...

I always look. Sometimes I'm obvious, when I'm pretty sure the guys gay. Sometimes I get lucky and get to suck on it. Sometimes the guy freaks out. And once is a blue moon, he feigns disgust but gets hard... I usually offer THOSE guys eithe hole and complete discretion!

Part 2. There was a cluster of men at the bar talking to the fat man who was perched uncomfortably on a bar stool. Bill bought me a drink and we stood chatting with the group. I found it surreal to stand there talking about football with the sperm from two men swimming in my belly. I couldn't also help but thinking the men were, all in all, a sleazy looking group of older trolls, and I could clearly see they were eyeing me hungrily, obviously having been told about my performance by the fat guy. After a while several of them headed for the basement and didn't return. Bill, in turn, sidled up to me and gestured his head towards the basement staircase, remarking "They're waiting for you, sunshine," giving me an evil grin. I put down my drink, knowing what I was going to do, feeling the fear and loathing but unable to stop myself. It was as if a pit of depravity had opened up at the bottom of those stairs, and I was helplessly drawn to it. No-one would understand what I was doing, except these vile men who excited me so much. Bill dug out the filthy tube of lube and the poppers bottle and pressed them into my hand, suggesting with a leer "Here, you'll need these." I blushed and headed over to the stairs, aware of the bar man was watching me and knowing what he must have been thinking. At the bottom, I turned left to the cubicle area and found a group of men standing silently, waiting. More than one man had pulled out his cock and was stroking himself, his flesh rigid in the dim light from the cubicles as everyone watched an old man bent over the sink, naked from the waist down, who was being fucked from behind by a younger man with a bald head and earrings. I paused, intimidated by the atmosphere of sweat, lust and piss and the hungry eyes staring expectantly at me. I took a deep hit of poppers until my heart pounded and my body melted with excitement, then went into a cubicle and pulled off my trousers and underpants, folding them neatly on top of the cistern. I heard grunts of appreciation at my bare bottom, then I turned and the group pulled me in. Hands groped my body, cock and balls and someone hugged me, mashing his mouth against mine, kissing me deeply. I gasped for breath and felt myself giving way to the urge to breed with these strangers as my cock stiffened in rough hands. There was a big box next to the sink, housing a water tank or something, and I found myself pushed back until I was sitting on it. Beside me, the old man had reached back to pull his flabby buttocks apart, urging the man to cum in him in a soft, urgent whisper. Eager hands lifted my legs and bent them to my chest so my bottom hung over the edge and my hole gaped vulnerably as they pulled my legs apart. I held out the tube, and one of the men holding my legs grabbed it, twisted off the cap and rubbed a cold gobbet of lube into my hole making me gasp as he shoved two fingers into me, scratching and probably tearing the delicate skin with his dirty nails. The man grinned down at me and pulled his fingers out, transferring his hold back to my leg, whispered "He's ready. Who's first?" I could see by the sweat shining on his face he was turned on by what was going to happen to me. A short, stocky black guy wearing a dirty tee shirt which bore the word 'Sanitation', pushed his combat trousers and boxers down, and, standing between my legs, grasped his thick, veiny cock which was topped by a large pink head. Sweat dripped off his chin, falling onto my belly as he got into position and all four of us – me, the men holding my legs and the black guy – looked down and watched his cock push into me, opening up my hole then sliding up me until his short, curly pubic hair was tight against my arse. Then as he began pounding away, his balls began to slap against mine as he began to slide it in and out. He leered at me and leaned forward, searching for my mouth with his and clamping his big, soft lips on mine as his thrusts became more urgent. “Yeah!” whispered the man holding my leg, who continued urging “Fuck the bitch! Oh, fuck, you've got it coming now, boy!” The black man grunted as he thrust, mashing his mouth on mine and gripping my thighs as he worked to a climax. Then, he gave a loud gasp and pushed hard into me and I felt his cock throb and throb as he spurted. At the same time, the man beside me stroked my hair praising me in a hoarse whisper, saying “There you go. Good boy, there you go, good boy.” I relished his praise. At the sink, the old man gasped with pleasure as he received the cum from his lover, and as we gazed at each other, we exchanged a smile, recognizing each other as brothers in depravity at that moment. Then the black guy stood back and pulled his cock out of me, and a gush of warm spunk slid down my balls. The guy holding my leg slid his finger into my hole, scooped out some cum, and murmurred “Mmmm …lovely!” as he licked his finger clean. Then someone else was between my thighs, and I found myself looking into the face of the first man who had warned me not to go bare. He pulled off his tee-shirt, dropped his trousers and underwear, giving me a clear view of his long, thin cock which had sprung-up against his belly. Below his belly button was a black bio-hazard tattoo. He saw me look and grinned, asking "I warned you, didn’t I?” as he continued "But since you’ve been pozzed at least three times so far, I guess You won’t mind taking my load, right?” Without waiting for an answer, he slid into me. My response was to reach for the poppers bottle and sag back into his crotch in surrender.