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CTI THE FIRST TREATMENT We left the room with me hiding my naked, hard cock and in between the two muscle men. The each grabbed my upper arms, pulling my hand away from my crotch allowing my cock to voice free. As we moved down the hall, I could hear moans and grunts coming from behind the shut doors and at one door I heard “Oh fuck yeah, infect me! Give it to me” We arrived at an open door and went into the room. On one wall was a huge tv and in the center was a line wooden chair. Some sort of machine was under it, but I didn’t know what it was. I was moved to the front of the chair and I saw that in the seat was a hole about six inches in diameter. The muscle men turned me and pushed me down in the chair. One secured my ankles to the leg of the chair behind them, the other secured my wrists to the arms of the chair. Then one got down behind the chair and did something unknown to me as the other man reach down between my hips and the chair and pulls my ass checks apart. I felt something cold touched my hole The last thing they did was put when looked like an oxygen tube, like the ones from a hospital under my nose. As they left one said: “Breath deep through your nose abs enjoy the show” The tv came on and a blue screen was illuminating the dark room. A voice from nowhere echoed the room: “When you see the word ‘Hit’ breath deeply through your nose. When you see the word ‘hold’ then hold your breath. When you see the word ‘release’ you exhale” “Are you ready to begin” “Yes” I replied The screen lit up with an image of a naked man with a huge hard cock, then switched to the words “you crave cock” As the screen switched to another imagine I felt something pushing to get up my hole. As the images of nude men continued to change on the screen, the object pushed into my hole, sliding in deep. The word HIT popped on the screen so I breathed deeply through my nose, then the picture of a hard cock flash then back to hit - I did a hit again as the rush of poppers flowed through my body. Then a cock again then Hit. I followed the directions. The the word Hold flashed and I held my breath until the word release flashed The images changed to short videos of men sucking cock, licking nuts sacs and then sucking again. The object in my hole was sliding in and out of my hole at a steady pace, bring me pleasure. My cock was hard and leaking. The would Hit last again and I followed the instructions, hit again and again until I had hit five times then held for about fifteen seconds and then released At this point the sucking videos had been replaced my fucking, bareback fucking. The object picked up a little speed and my leaking increased as my cock bounced. Plus pleasure. The videos changed showing up close fucking with raw cocks sliding in and out of holes, to far away, then back close up. The instructions to hit again popped up again between the videos over and over until I had hit ten times and held and released. The rush was intense. I felt my inhibitions slid away. My mouth watered, my cock throbbed and my hole relaxed as the object again sped up. The raw fucking videos now showed men getting bred and I would hear sayings. “You want raw cock” “Your hole was made for cum” “All loads should be taken none refused” Then more instructions on hitting appeared. I did as instructed. As the videos of fucking and breeding continued. “You crave infected cum” “You want the virus” “Sexual Suicide is what you want” “You want HIV” “You crave toxic loads” “You want poz loads” “You want AIDS” In the videos I saw biohazard tattoos and tattoos of scorpions on the men getting fucked. Then more popper instructions. The rush flowed through me. The machine was fucking my hole quickly, hitting my g-spot and causing more leaking from my cock. “Tell me what you want!” “Poz loads” I replied “Where do you want them” “Up my hole” More popper instructions, that I followed. My head was swimming Fromm the rush and I could feel my heart beat in my temples and my cock. My hole relaxed even more as the machine fucked me quickly. “You want infected seed in you” “Yes” I screamed My balls were so pulled up tightly that they ached. I could feel the warm pre-cum puddling between my legs. I know I would not last long. The machine was fucking me faster. I screamed in pleasure and my load shot out my cock and flew high in the air. It was a massive load. As I shot the machine stopped and the object was pulled out. The video also went dark. I sat there breathing heavy coming down from the rush. I head the door open behind me and soon saw the two musclemen. “Damn never seen someone turn that quickly” one said They released me and half dragged me back to my room.

Introduction “What can be done for him” she said, “I can’t live a life with the shame of his perversion” “Remain calm, I know of a place that can treat his illness,” the man behind the desk said. I sat there staring into the space between them, replaying the series of events that got us here. The muscle men magazine I had hidden and she found. The time she walked in on me in the shower when I was jacking my cock. Her last straw was catching me again jacking but this time sliding a cucumber in and out of my hole. Each time, I heard a lecture about how it was sinful and that her version of God was watching and was disappointed in me, that I needed help with this sick perversion. Then she dragged me here. This man kept saying I could be cured, I could be free of my urges. “Take him,” she said, “he can’t live this way” I hung my head as she stood and left, she didn’t even look at me, touch me, or say anything. Once she was gone the man got up and walked over to me. “Don’t worry son, the place you are going is going to help!” I just sat there looking down. I was loaded into a van with no windows, you know the kind that your mom would warn you about when you were little. A black fabric bag was placed over my head - why I don’t really know since I was facing backwards and there were no windows. “You’re going to a place to help with your sinful lust urges” a voice said as the van started to move. I didn’t know how long had passed or how far we had traveled until the van stopped and I was helped out if the van. I was led up a set of stairs and into an unknown building. It wasn’t until I was in a windowless room, when the hood was removed. In front of me was two huge muscle men dressed in white. Their clothes were stretched to the limit of the fabric. My cock was slowly getting hard in my pants. “Strip” one of them ordered. I just stood there looking at them. I wasn’t going to strip in front of them. “Strip now! You don’t want us to do it” I pulled my shirt over my head, kicked off my shoes, then dropped my shorts leaving my underwear on. I put my hand in front of crotch to hide my hard cock. “Lose the fucking underwear!” I turned away and bent over pushing my underwear to the floor. “Damn look at the pussy” My eyes widened, shocked of that I heard. “Let’s go its time for your first treatment”

Andrew had been very careful ever since he took sex ed in High School, he was a late bloomer anyway and only became interested in sex after he turned eighteen. He had only been with two guys and even used condoms when he gave head. His always said you can never be too careful, he rarely drank for fear of letting his guard down but smoked pot now and then. He loved to kiss and really wanted to fall in love. Standing all of 5'7 with blonde hair and blue eyes and a tight little body just 135 lbs and a bubble butt made him great potential bottom for Devon. Devon loves young bottom boys and especially boys who have have never on bare, he gets off on turning them in hot little cum dumps. He caught Andrews attention standing at 6'1 180 pounds with brown hair and eyes and a sexy face like a model or a movie star, Devon barely acknowledge the kids existence but kept him in his peripheral vision. Andrew could not take his eyes off Devon, even as Devon headed to the bathroom. Andrew followed him to the door but hesitated to go in, he took a deep breath and went inside and Devon was at the Urinal. Andrew fumbled with his belt as he walked up to the Urinal next to Devon and pulled down his underwear and his dick fell out. Devon could see the kid was packing more than he anticipated as Andrew's dick started to grow. Andrew blushed and tried to catch a peak at Devon's dick but Devon had his hand hanging in the wrong place and he could not see anything. Devon cleared his throat and spoke, dude do you like video games? I can never find someone who is into playing, just thought I would ask. Andrew piped up, sure I love them. Into Call of Duty? Devon tucked his dick back in his underwear and told the kid to come out when he was done and they would head back to my place and play our first match, hope you are ready to get destroyed. Devon chuckled on his way out of the john as he waited for Andrew who took a little time for his Hard on to subside but he finally appeared and Devon started to walk and Andrew rushed to catch up with him. They walked about ten blocks with some small talk, Devon found out that Andrew was in college and just turned 20, lived on campus and he grew up in Iowa. Devon new he had picked the right boy, Devon asked Andrew if he was bi, gay or Straight and he cleared his throat and said Gay. Devon said that's cool, I have messed around with guy and girls but right now I am more into guy. You are a good looking guy, you have a boyfriend? Andrew piped up and said no, not right now we broke up a few months ago. That's too bad buddy, I am not seeing anyone right now either. Two guys who are care free and unattached, glad we ran into each other. Andrew could not hold back and had to say, if we have sex I only go safe. Devon said wait a minute, do you want to have sex with me? Andrew paused and said well just wanted to put that out there if that happens. Not that it needs to happen or anything, Andrews was not three shades of red as Devon put his hand on his shoulder and said there will be plenty of time to explore that if you want to, no pressure little bud. We are here Devon proclaimed as they walked up to a modern building some kind of townhome or something. They entered and Devon told Andrew to grab a seat on the sofa and he would bring him a drink. Andrew said he did not usually drink but Devon said it is really light and it will take the edge off and make you more relaxed, maybe we should smoke some pot if you are into that? Andrew said yes, I love pot! Devon, had a few laced joints already rolled and mixed some G in Andrew's drink as he headed back into the living room and handed Andrew some Gatorade and told Andrew that was all he had that was not alcoholic unless he wanted a real drink, Andrew said he would rather have pot than beer or anything. Devon smiled and sat next to Andrew as he sipped and about half way through he said do you have condoms, I do not have any with me. Devon said sure, who doesn't seems like you are really horny, no it is just I never mess around without them and I really like you. Devon leaned in and kissed the boy and they made out for a few minutes and he told Andrew to finish his drink and he would refill it and grab some pot. Andrew downed the rest and off Devon went as Andrew started to feel more relaxed and horny.

Chapter 18; *Getting to know Edward* Ramon's mustached Daddy, Edward, looked up from reading his newspaper, took off his reading glasses, and put his normal glasses on, at which poinT Ramon swiveled me around so the loud and clear message written on my back would be just that! He abruptly pulled down my trackie bottoms to show off to his boyfriend what was on offer. Edward was diagnosed HIV+ when he was 32 years of age in 1993, and had been on and off treatment over the years. More recently his treatment wasn't working properly. For several months he was getting detectable levels around the fifteen thousand mark, with his CD4 dropping very slightly. He was offered a new treatment, but decided he would have an extended sabbatical from all treatment to give his body a rest from it all. He had agreed with his Doctor yesterday that he would start a new treatment for which was laying on the coffee table, and had decided he would start on Monday in a few days time. All prompted by his VL continually to sharply rise, now standing at an enticing 2.1 Million! 😛 When he first found out that he was detectable once again, he and Ramon began to use condoms. But, there was conflict between the two. Edward wanted to use them to protect his love, however, Ramon was a bug chaser and desperately wanted to become infecTed. They had many calm and frank discussions about this situation that they were in together. Their monogamous relationship of two years was still a happy loving one, but, both were not getting the sex they wanted, and needed. In fact, neither had any sex for 3 weeks now. Ramon masturbated multiple times a day, being a horny young fucker, but Edward had not even cum in that entire time. And, to make matters even more intense, he suffered from hyperspermia with external influences affecting his usual rampant high sex drive. His balls must be ready to explode like some rumbling active volcano ready to spew it's bubbling spitting contents. And the sight of me seemed to now cause an unstoppable reaction that would see Edward's inner volcano erupt very soon indeed. He stood up, and walked over to me, and inserted two fingers into my cum loaded sloppy cunT. - Fuck, our new neighbour clearly has an ASS full of cum. Get him in the playroom Darling. These are very expensive rugs. And get those trackie bottoms off of his body entirely. - Yes Daddy. Ramon took me to their spare bedroom that they had converted into a fully functional playroom. There was a mirrored ceiling, a wall with a huge multi layered long shelf unit with all kinds of Leather / Rubber, and play gear all organised neatly, wooden floorboards that were covered with vinyl play-sheets that could easily be picked up and washed. And, the most important item of all; The Sling! Daddy Edward entered the play-room. He crossed his arms, and just watched me for a few minutes, as though he was sizing up a potential new prey. I could feel cum constantly slowly drizzle out of my gaping cunT-hole, and down my legs. I then coughed which saw a huge blob of anonymous t☢️xic filth drop out of me and onto the vinyl play-sheet beneath me. This seemed to turn Edward on as he began to rub his crotch through his cammo shorts. I could definitely see a growing bulge. He in his deep authoritative voice (which never deviated each time he spoke), he calmly gave me a command; - Lick that up. - Yes Sir. I knelt on the floor, and eagerly lapped up the p☣️z cum that had just dropped out of my cunT. I felt like such a cheap nasTy WH☢️RE, and I fucking loved it. Edward pulled down his cammo shorts to reveal a white jockstrap with the jock piece clearly becoming wet where the tip of his Dick lay, and now grew. - Sniff my crotch. - Yes Sir. I crawled up towards him, grabbed hold the back of his thighs, and started sniffing. As soon as I did his Dick seemed to suddenly stiffen, with the Glans head popping out from the top of his jock, and heavily dribbling precum down over his jock. I so far had only been permitted to sniff, and desperately wanted to lap up his sweet smelling precum. He started, firmly, yet with a gentle edge to tousle with my boyish hair as his rough looking weathered bull face looked down upon me; - So new neighbour, what is your name? - It's Steven, Sir. - Welcome to the block Steven. I'm Edward. But, Sir is fine for the time being. And I know you are dying to drink my precum. I can see the hunger in your eyes. It's yours for the taking. With that he pulled down his jock down to his lower legs, to reveal his beautiful Dick. It wasn't long, standing at around 6" erect, but, he had a thick meaty girth. And unusually uncut too. My second uncut Dick I knowingly encountered since my arrival. I flicked my tongue over his piss slit, causing him to grunt and groan. I flicked over and over at a fast rate, and very soon he squirted out a huge load of precum, which by many standards could have passed off as an actual orgasm. It flowed out and over down his shaft which I greedily gobbled up. He grabbed my hair and slid his curving downwards Dick into my mouth, and slowly began to face fuck me. I hadn't realised properly until now that I had an absolutely excellent gag reflex as his gorgeous Dick seemed to glide right to the back of my throat with ease. And he kept on squirting these huge loads of precum that I was now feeling flowing down my Oesophagus and into my stomach. - We had better stop this, else I am gonna shoot. Get into the sling, 'boy'. - Yes Sir. I hopped in like a Duck to water, and lay there watching him completely remove his shorts, jockstrap, and remove his tank top. And there he stood, naked, except for his woolen socks. P☣️z and Proud! Hix crix belly and gym trained chest, shoulders, arms, and legs were thick in fine black hair. He walked over and slipped in 3 fingers into my cunT, and started to kiss me passionately as he fingered away, and within a short few minutes without either of us realising, he was inside my cunT just past his wrist! Having suddenly realised he wasn't just merely using a few fingers now, his body came back upright, and in inspected his current 'handy' work! 😈 Ramon was enjoying what his 'Daddy' was doing to me, sat on a Leather Bean-Bag, slowly edging, and fingering his own cunT! - Fucking hell, you're an experienced bottom. - Actually Sir, until lastnight I was a 100% Dom Top, and Anal-Virgin. - Oh were you now. How did you get to become so sloppy so quickly? - I performed at 'Aiden's club' lastnight as the Dancer for a private function, and ended up getting brutally gang-fucked, and fisTed towards the end of it all, too. - I see. That would explain the several fresh track marks I see. You seem to be very high on meTh right now. - I am Sir. And am aching for much M☢️RE cum to be deposited into my hungry boi-cunt. I also received some broTherhood shoTs. - Okay. Do you know from who? - I think three different guys. I can only remember two names. Chad, and Todd I think. Despite being wired, tired, and flying high off of my nut, I seemed to be managing a flowing conversation with this weathered bull-stud! He had this natural ability to centre you. - A broTherhood shoT from our lovely Chad. If it is the Chad I know, then you are completely fucked, 'boy'. God how I ached for Edward to fucking FL☢️☢️D my sloppy cunT with his 3 weeks worth of a hyperspermia load!! 🐷

Vince spit on the kids hole a few times and then slapped his fat 8" dick against it, Devon tossed the lube on the bed and Vince lubed up his dick and spit on last time and then pressed against that tight little hole, the boys hole resisted as his moans turned to groans and finally Vince broke though and his fat dick started to slide into the boy. Two, three and then four inches and Vince had the look of pure please as I told him his was the first bare dick ever in the boy. He pressed steadily and finally got balls deep in the kid. He fucked him for twenty minutes and then finally shot a huge load in the boy. Devon tossed a marker to him and Vince put the first slash on the kids back. Vince cleaned up as Devon took his place and slide his 10" dick slowly into the boy. He was not nearly as thick as Vince but still thick and began to fuck the kids opened up lubed hole. Vince came out of the bathroom and said will be back, that is one fine ass, just text Danny and Mike to come hit it, good Devon said I send out a few text myself. Devon got to use Andrew for 25 minutes before the next guest arrived and shot two loads in the boy by then, Mike entered the bedroom as Devon was cleaning off his dick in the bathroom and got up behind Andrew and began to eat the kids cummy hole. Mike is white 5'9 175 average build, 7.5" and 25 years old. By the time Devon came out Mike was fucking the kid, it did not take him long to blow a load in the kid and he pulled out and zipped out and took off but said text me when he has a full ass again. Mike passed two guys he did not know on the way out and told them the kid has a great ass, One was Tall blonde lanky late 30's and the other built late 40's with salt and pepper hair 6'2 at least. Mike thought, fuck can't wait to taste their cum in his ass. Devon was in the living room when the guys knocked, he had just slipped a couple shards in the boy and put the mark Mark forgot to place. Devon welcomed the guys and said you two are just in time, he is in here follow me. Brad the lanky one pealed off his clothes and his skinny body revealed a large scorpion on his rib cage on the right side and a fat 7.5" dick and The older guy had a biohazard tat just above his dick you could faintly make out with the patch of hair growing but his dick was also thick and looked to be at least 9". The blonde went first and lined up his lubed dick and slide slowly in Andrew. Fuck dude this kid has a great ass, the older guy began to kiss the blonde, Devon had them in the phone as one but remembered that Rick was the Blonde and Robert was the salt and pepper. Devon told Rick he was glad he could make it, this was only the fifth bare dick the kid had ever had, fuck dude that is so hot Rick said. First Poz load, Put your mark on the left side when you are done Devon instructed. Rick told him he was getting close, stop talking like that and Devon tossed the red marker on the bed and Rick could not hold back and shot his Poz load up the kids hole. Robert quickly got in place as they heard the front door open and Robert Fucked the kids for ten minutes and shot his load, he had not heard it but there were now three guys and Devon standing behind as he placed his Red Mark on the kids back. He got up and told Devon he wanted more of the kids ass and would text in a few hours.

Chapter 17: *Going home to meet the neighbours* Ian who was at the main parTy, and the after-parTy came into where I lay restrained, high, STILL very much horny, and completely drenched inside and out with t☢️xic cum, piss, and Gono- pus. I overnight had become a breeding ground of nasTy-bugs. He unrestrained me, and told me to get up, and just like earlier my legs buckled with he catching my fall. He carried me to my Dance-stage and left from the side, as though he were to be going to ''Boss Aiden's'' work apartment. One of the barmen came over with an Orange Juice, and put his arm around me; - Here, drink this. You need it. You have had one full on relentless night. I'm Andrew. But, you can call me Andy as the closest to me in my life do. He looked at me, and smiled. I could feel his physical and spiritual tenderness, and I suppose I could be doing with a bit of that now, even though all I could think of and crave was M☢️RE Dick & Cum. He kissed me softly on my cheek. - I ... I ... I'm Steven. - Nice to meet you Steven. I understand you have just arrived in the country. I have instructed my colleague over there to put my personal details card in with the envelope of $'s due to you. Call me yeah. I cannot stay talking as much as I'd loved to, I have to help clear up. - Yeah, sure. Thank you. We exchanged smiles, with his smile saying ''I have your back''. He kissed me tenderly on my cheek again, and went to help his colleague clear up and generally sort everything out. His colleague was counting out one $ bills from a jar on the bar that was labelled 'CUNT'. What could that mean? He counted out $160, and put that with the $200 that the ''Boss'' promised me for my 1 hour dancing, and popped it in an envelope with Andy's card of personal details, sealed it, and handed it to me. Ian and the ''Boss'' soon appeared; - Right Stevie-boy, time to take you home. I shall drive you. We can't have you on public transport in this horned up state now can we. How much was in the CUNT jar Tim? The other barman responded; - I counted out $160 dollars ''Boss''. - 160 loads!? ~ Impressive!! Ian picked me up, and carried me to the ''Boss'' car. There was a towel already layed out in the passengers seat, because it was obvious I was going to be leaking heavily on the short drive home. Shortly after we took off, the ''Boss'' started talking to me; - Well Stevie-boy, you have been a very busy boy haven't you. That envelope you hold contains the $200 dancing money owed to you, plus $160. Each Man who came inside your what was a NEG cunT had to put in $1. So, 160 loads huh. Fuck Stevie-boy, you are one heck of a PiG with stamina. You'll have to dance for me again sometime. I couldn't believe it. How on earth did I take so many loads in one night!? And the crazy thing is, it wasn't nearly enough. Once we arrived outside my block, the 'Boss'' ordered me to lift my ASS off of the car seat so he could slide the towel out from underneath me. He threw my trackie bottoms at me and told me to put them on before I started leaking cum over his car seat. - For fuck sake Stevie-boy, look at all this cum you have leaked out. You are a real fucking nasTy-WHORE! And as he said that he lunged over and rubbed the towel firmly into my face, smearing the cum my cunT had dripped out during the journey home all over my sweet English boy features. When he took the towel away there was so much cum he had just thrown in my face that it was hanging off of my face in long drips, that stayed attached, showing off what a real cum-loving PiG I had turned into overnight. He threw me my Tee which I tucked into the sides of my trackie bottoms, and gave me my small bag of personal items; Keys, phone, etc. Then, those stainless steel nipple clamps were finally taken off of me. The skin had broken and my tits now wept. They were super sore, and VERY big! - Those belong to the club. You can wear them again when you dance next ... C'mon Stevie boy, hurry up, I cannot park here. I quickly got out, and hurried topless into my building. And I ran up the several flights of stairs (I don't know how I done it), because I did not want any of my neighbours to see me. I got to the top, my floor, and was about to unlock my door when I heard a ... 'Hey'. I looked behind me, and it was one of my neighbours who lived next door. He was this super cute 23 year old Hispanic guy called Ramon with the most to die for high Bubble-Butt 'NEG' ass. Fuck, I would so tap that. Maybe during my inevitable sero conversion!? 😈 I hadn't lost my inner Dom-Top! He clocked the 'NEG PIG' / 'POZ ME' message that was still on my back as I looked at him with the many many loads of anonymous t☢️xic cum dangling from my face, put his grocery shopping down, and strutted his own cute little NEG Ass over to me. I would soon learn that he is a complete bottom, but for now he was having devious thoughts race through his mind. He slipped his hand down my trackie bottoms, and slipped in a few fingers. - Fuck, you are fucking loose Man, and dripping heavily. Where have you been? Now there is an introduction if I ever saw one! https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_wink.png - Dancing at Aiden's. A knowing smile came over his face. He told me to put my stuff in my apartment, then I must come over immediately for a proper introduction. I went inside, threw my stuff on the hall table, and stood there for a few moments to process all what had gone on, and continuing. Should I really go to my neighbours now. Would he think me rude if I didn't. I took my keys, left, locked up, and took the few strides to my new neighbours home. The door was ajar. I went to knock, when it then fully opened. Ramon ushered me in, grabbed me by the hand, and frog marched me into the living room, where his 58 year old boyfriend was relaxing on the couch. He was dressed in a tight fitting navy blue tank top that hugged at his big crix belly, cammo shorts, with thick woolen socks. His arms, legs, and face had lipodystrophy, yet he was nicely tanned and muscular, sporting a mustache. - Daddy, look what I found for you. Our new neighbour, from England. Was I about to enjoy afternoon Tea & Cake with the new neighbours? 😈

By the time Devon entered the room with four joints, Andrew was already looking must more relaxed as Devon handed him a joint and Andrew lit it up. Devon pointed out Andrew's glass of Gatorade in front of him if he got thirsty as Andrew puffed and smoked his cares away. He finished his first joint quickly, the kid really did love pot after all. Devon told him to take some Gatorade buddy, looks like you need it. Andrews swallowed it down and took almost half of it and rested his head back on the sofa. Fuck this is some good shit, I have never had any pot like this, I feel amazing. My mind and body are tingling. Devon pipped up and said buddy I only use the best shit, Devon slipped out and grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt some kid had left at his house after he had turned him into a cum dump whore. He was a little thing too, Devon tossed them at Andrew as he entered and he told Andrew to put these on, you look uncomfortable and a little warm in those jeans and that polo. Andrew stumbled up and slipped them off and put on the shorts and shirt, the shorts were snug and showed his bulge and his bubble butt and the shirt was cut on the sides about half way down from the where the armpit would normally be making it easy to slide a hand in and feel his nipples and stomach. Andrew sat back down as Devon undressed and Andrew saw his muscled body and tight abs and then his bulge in his briefs and then Devon turned around and slipped his underwear off showing his tight bubble ass off to Andrew as he slipped on the shorts and they hugged his ass and bulge, Andrew licked his lips. Buddy did you leave you underwear on? Fuck dude slip those off, you can see the lines in your shorts. Andrew stumbled back up and pulled down his shorts and underwear and then almost fell as he tried to step back into his shorts and he pulled them back up. Devon grabbed the clothes and took them back to the bedroom and told Andrew to finish his Gatorade before he smoked the other Joint. Andrew complied and gulped down the rest of his glass and rested his back and felt the room spinning a bit. He closed his eyes and he blacked out, when Devon came back in he text a buddy to come over and five minutes later Vince arrived, Vince was a muscled Italian with a broad chest standing 5'11 and weighting 200 pounds with big arms and Jet black hair and brown eyes, Good looking guy all of 30 just a few years older than Devon at 27. Vince entered and gave Devon a high five saying fuck dude this one is even hotter then the last. They scooped up Andrew and carried him to the bathroom and pealed off his clothes and put him in the shower and cleaned him out, The kid was out and never woke then they carried him to the bed and rested him on several pillows so he was doggie and Vince started eating his sweet little pussy. The boy moaned and his dick grew as Vince tongue fucked the kid. Before long Vince got undressed and asked Devon if he could take the kid and Devon said sure bud I got the last one and I told you the next would be yours. Did you bring the supplies? Sure did but in my bag. Devon said don't start without me as he left the room and Vince ate the kids ass more until Devon entered with the canister of Tina and Vile of G.

Chapter 16; *The after-parTy* He plunged his Dick back into my cunT, held himself still, and took to concentrating on the job in hand. The two shoTs plunged into my left arm 💉💉. Out with the needles, and he pressed down firmly with some gauze. - You ready for your broTherhood shoTs now, PiG? - Yes Sir. I am MORE than ready to be pumped with yours and Uncle Chad's multiple strains of multiple viruses into my veins. SLAM it into me! - Oh FUCK YEAH, You have to be the nasTiest sluT of a PiG I have ever had the pleasure to come across. What a nasTy WH☢️RE! And without further delay, I received my broTherhood shoTs 💉💉 (I was already rushing on the first two). Again he held with gauze for a little while, and then, he held onto the sling chains and immediately started to fuck me fasT and hard, showing no mercy, using me as the piece of filthy t☣️xic MeaT that I clearly now was. It hadn't even been a few minutes when he was only seconds away from nutting another HIGHLY-Charged load up my (still NEG for now) cunT; - FUCK YEAH, I'm cumming ... I'm cumming ... READY for another dose of HIV, PiG? - Yes Sir, blasT your t☢️xic seed deep inside my guts. I am open, and ready to accept more of your dirTy-DNA. Give this nasTy PiG what you have got. STICK IT TO ME!!! He began to repetitively grunT as his perineal muscles propelled another 6.6 Million HIV viral load of p☣️z cum, spraying it deep inside of my battered and swollen loose cunT. As he did his deed I looked into his Leather executioner hood clad yellow eyed gaunt face, moaning in ecstasy as I accepted more of his wonderful gifT. It was now 7.30am, and it was the official start of the after-parTy, which I knew nothing about, but, I would very soon! 😈 My latest sperm donor's semi erect Dick flopped out, and he fetched a stool, placing it right in front of the sling, so he would be at fisT height and distance from my cunT. And this is where I discovered the joys of being fisTed for the firsT time! 👊👊 He generously lubed up his hand with Crisco, and as I had taken so much Dick, and was so High & Horny, he went up straight to his wrist with no effort needed. It was now 8am, and two faces I did not recognise walked in, swigging on their Beers. They saw I was very much in use, and promptly left. By now Todd had achieved getting up to halfway up his forearm, but, it only felt like his hand! I grunTed and groaned in a euphoric pleasure I had not felt before, as he slowly now opened up my cunT properly ~ All that t☢️xic filth that my guts and been filled with (and gladly accepTed) during the last 8+ hours being pushed in deeper into my cunT of many open wounds!! 😈☣️🐷 It was now 8.45am, and the place was filling up, with several guys at a time frequently coming in to 'Sling Room No.2' to see Todd STILL fisTing me, and 3/4 the way up his forearm. He knew he had to wrap up soon, as there was a long line of guys wanting to fuck their nasTy t☢️xic DNA into me. He would now abruptly ramp up his work by continuously punch fisTing me for 15 minutes until 9am, where he would do 10 x punches followed by getting me to push ouT my cunT; - 1, 👊2, 👊3, 👊4, 👊5, 👊6, 👊7, 👊8, 👊9, 👊10, 👊 ... YEAH go on, push ouT that cunT PiG, push it ouT, go on, there you go, OH FUCK YEAH ~ Oh look at thaT rose. FUCK! 🌹 He would play with my now brand new small yet ever growing prolapse, and push it back in ready for another 10 punches. Each time I bloomed, I would bloom a bit wider. The last time I bloomed, he went through the painful process of milking out his Gono pus, and spread it all over my fresh brand NEW delicate rose 🌹. Then, he pushed it back in again, and headed for the entrance to take him back to the main part of the club. He took a pager out of his sock, and let the ''Boss'' know I was ready; - Show time PiG ... ENJ☢️Y! He disappeared, and a few moments later the 'Boss'' plunged me into pitch black Darkness. I could not see a thing. The club had received all 47 of it's after-parTy guests. EVERY single one of them HIV p☣️z and unmedicated to boot! No sooner had I been plunged into darkness I could hear footsteps, and general movement. Multiple pairs of hands began to grope me, and within seconds a diseased Dick entered me, fucking me hard and fasT with no introduction or build up. It would be from now that for the next 2.5 hours I would aside from a few seconds in between of Dicks exchanging, be fucked aggressively. CONSTANTLY!! No mercy whatsoever!! And there was no talking whatsoever. Just the sling chains rattling. My cunT and mouth squelching and slurping, roars of Gono pain and and ejaculaTing grunTs from my 47 studs (some from the original parTy too). The entire time my mouth would be fucked too. Many guys would be pissing down my throat as I got fucked, and several guys most certainly had very active Gono infections as I felt, smelt, and tasted their disgusting pus be smeared on my lips to then also be dripped (with those roars of pain) and fucked into my mouth. Again, I had become a meTh'd up cum-dump. A human urinal. A piece of fully restrained and defenseless nasTy fuck-meaT. 👦🐷🍆💦💦 The lights came on as the last guy was fucking me. He was a topless handsome looking skinhead with a septum piercing, loads of tattoos, and red rubber braces attached to his bleacher jeans. He saw my face and liked what he saw. His face was already contorted, and to show his appreciation for my looks he spat in my face, and then the silence was broken; - FUCK YEAH, what a cute nasTy faGGot. You want my t☣️xic load boy? I could barely speak ... - YES, Sir. - Open that faGGot mouth wide, boy. I opened wide, he leaned in, and began to repeatedly spit in my mouth, and then he forced his tongue down my throat kissing me deeply as he continued his assault on my NEG cunt. Although, not sure you could call it NEG anymore. In limbo land it had to be. I could feel his lean body on top of me begin to tense up which forced his wonderful kissing to an abrupt halt as he pulled his face a few inches from mine, and the grunTing commenced, his face contorting in unison with his eyes that were full of greedy lust for the PiG he was impaled deep inside as he unloaded his unmedicated sperm deep into my guts. Once he finished shooting his HIV loaded cum he began to kiss me deeply again. I felt a real connecTion with this handsome toxic skinhead stud. I would love to see him again. - Thanks faGGot. That was hoT. Might see you around sometime. Oh YES PLEASE. He withdrew his Dick, zipped up his jeans, turned, walked out. And there I was, left alone with another 47 t☢️xic loads swimming insude my guts. This PiG 🐷was dripping precious t☢️xic cum onto the Darkroom floor, and was covered from head to toe in sweaT & Piss, with Gono pus smeared all over it's filthy faGGot face too. My body trembled as I groaned in pleasure, as it remained completely restrained. It was time for me to go home. BUT, would I be getting rest once I got there? 😈

CHAPTER FIVE DRACULA Fuck, fuck, fuck! Did the skeleton just die after I milked his seed into my hole? Worried set in, not for the infection that I was collecting, but what could happen to me when it’s found out I was that man’s last fuck. I moved through the maze, back in the dim light. I started thinking. Dracula would not be in the light, but in the dark. I turned back around and headed into the darkness. I didn’t even think of looking for the opening where the skeleton was. I turned right and went down a narrow path in the stalks. I soon came to a sign with glowing letters. It read: “Blood lust ahead!” Fuck, was this my end? Four fucks and now a bashing until dead? My craving was intensifying and my cock was leaking more. This was more of a mind fuck the deadly sex. Even before my mind could understand, my feet were moving. I came to a black coffin in a small dark clearing. It was closed, but soon started to slowly open, creaking as it did. My cock throbbed as I saw a man sit up. He was nothing like any Dracula I had seen in the movies. He was bare chested, but was covered with tattoos. He lifted the bottom lid covering the bottom half of his body. He was completely naked and his tattoos covered the lower half as well. He stood and I realized he was wearing just a black cape with a red liner, held in by a black chain. His identity was not hidden. “I’ve been waiting for you Eric!” He said with a horrible Dracula accent. “I know you” I said “Does that really matter?” “You’re the mechanic at the gas station” He stepped out of the coffin and as he walked toward me. His cock was slowly growing, inching more and more as he got closer. My lust for him was growing as well. He stopped inches from my face. I could feel his breath on me and smell the alcohol on his breath. Suddenly, he spit in my face! I jerked a little bit left it there. “Bend over my death bed” he ordered I hurried over, shut the lids of the coffin and bent over. He moved quickly in the dark until he was behind me. His cold fingers gripped the sides of the rip in my jeans, pulling them and ripping it more. I felt his hot breath on my hole, then he spit on it. I soon felt his cock pushing in my hole. It was a good eight inches. He slid in balls deep. I could feel his cold body on my exposed ass flesh. He grabbed my hips and started tucking me hard and fast. “No medications will help your strain once our mutations take effect” He hissed out, as he fucked be harder. “Death will be quick and swift! How it should be faggot” I moaned and squeezed his cock with my hole. The air was getting colder and I could see my breath in the night air. My cock was pressed against the top of the coffin and with each thrust was pressed harder. I moaned more and more with each thrust. His breathing was rapid and was more like hissing as he fucked me. He slowed down on his thrusts. “No need to cum too fast, your craving must take over” “Give me your death” I pleaded An evil laugh escaped him into the night air. He pulled his cock out and rammed back in. Then started to fuck me harder and faster. As much as I wanted the fuck to last, the craving was growing and I wanted his deadly infection. His cold flesh hitting my exposed flesh made it actually feel like I was getting fucked by Dracula the undead. He suddenly pulled out. “On your back” I flipped over quickly and lifted my legs up in the air. Again his cold finger ripped at the fabric of my jeans, opening them up more. He reached into the gap and pulled my cock and balls out, exposing them to the cold air. “Want to see your eyes as I infect your hole” He gripped my ankles, pushing my legs back and then rammed his large cock into my hole. I gasped as his lust for my death took over and he began pumping my hole. His balls were swinging and bouncing off my exposed ass. “Fuck my cock is covered with bloody cum” I lowered my head and closed my eyes, trying to imagine this cock in my hole with the mixture of cum and blood. I opened my mouth and moaned. The cold night air chilled my cock and balls making the pre-cum peaking out and running down as hot as lava. Dracula pulled out and quickly moved around the coffin and slid his cock deep in my throat. I eagerly sucked it, tasting my ass, the cum and my blood. He drove his cock deep into my throat until his balls were against my forehead. Pulling out with a laugh he pushed back in deep. I was losing my balance and tried to lower my legs. Seeing that he grabbed them and held them up. I gripped at the edge of the coffin, which was cold to touch. He drove his cock in deep and held it there, laying his naked body on top of mine, hooking his arms around my legs. His fingers invaded my ass, as he held his cock in deep. His fingers would thrust in and out then pull out. I heard slurping then the fingers would go back in. I was starting to gag on his cock and fight for air. He pulled his cock out a little and I took a deep breath and the. He pushed back in again all the while his fingers were working my hole and eating the cum off his fingers. “Bleed for me!” he demanded. Angered he pulled his cock out and slap me, then spit in my face. He moved quickly to my ass and rammed into my hole. He grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs apart, pulling them wider than the jean would allow, ripping them more. His cock fucked me hard and fast. “My virus will find a way” He rammed into me harder and harder. The slaps of flesh echoed in the cold night air. The pleasure was mixed with pain. I was lost in our fuck. “Here comes my bug” He dug his fingers into my hips and rammed his cock in deep, after the first pulse of cum shot out of his piss slit, he thrusted in and out, then another shot, repeating this over and over. My cock had a long string of pre-cum hanging from the head. “Contaminating your body” he hissed. I had just taken my fifth load of man’s sickness, adding to my craving. I milked his cock with my hole as he slowly pumped in and out, mixing his cum with the four others. “You still have more monsters to find” he hiss, pulling his soft cock out of my hole. I moved off the coffin, adjusted my cock and balls back into my ripped jeans and started to move out of this area. “Your next creature is mummy” I looked over my shoulder to see him laying back in the coffin and closing the lid. I could feel the cold air on my ass, which was hidden by my shirt, but I could feel the air creep in cooling my balls. As I walked my nuts popped out and I left them. No one looked at me now, it was as if I was invisible to everyone.

Chapter 15; *The rest, and pre 'after-parTy' PrEP!* The main parTy was now over! Todd took me upto ''Boss Aiden's'' apartment upstairs. It seems they knew each other too! - How did your dancing go Stevie-boy? You were gone a lot longer than 1 hour. - I've just been brutally gang-fucked, and am now a nasTy p☣️z-PiG, Boss. - I see. I did wonder about that monogamous relationship of yours. Then you had better sit on the couch with your legs in the air, like when I was shaving you earlier. Let us see what you have been upto. He gave Todd an all knowing depraved smirk. I lay on my back, legs spread and in the air, with my nighttime Boss kneeling before me to take a closer inspection, or should that be perv. 😈 He with great ease slipped in 3 fingers and had a wiggle about, took them out, and gave them a good sniff; - Oh Stevie-boy, what have you been upto eh? I smell multiple different smells of cum, I see blood which by the looks of things is your cunt blood, and the blood of others. You really are a nasTy WHORE aren't you Stevie-boy? - Yes Boss. - Well, I am going to have to give you something to prevent further cunT-play temptation. And with that he again with great ease slid in a deflated inflatable dildo, which was the shape of a rocket (poinTy at the end, and growing fatter as it went down, with the base going inwards as to create an 'open gape' once it was all inside). He gave it a few pumps, which felt fine. Then a few more. I still couldn't feel much. Then four more pumps. Okay, I could feel myself becoming stretched now. Then a couple more ... *Pump Pump* 🍆🐽 The ''Boss'' was very kind, and sensible, giving my some light snacks, and plenty of electrolyte fluids to keep me stable. Todd was with us and took the opportunity to also resT. Chad having been a very loyal customer over the years was having a resT downstairs in the staff sleeping quarters with the 2 barmen who were taking a very well earned 90 minute break before the 4 hour 'after-parTy' kicked off. I eventually curled up on my side on the couch (with a towel underneath me) and resTed too. Although, I was of course still flying high and feeling super horny from my G&T cocktail, which would explain why I kept on rocking my hips. It was evident I was aching for cock. And a lot M☢️RE of it. Aiden & Todd kicked back, relaxing, talking amongst themselves, with the latter being completely comfortable remaining naked. I lay there, hips rocking, body profusely sweating, flying high yet drifting. I'd say in a vulnerable state, but, I at least I was in safe hands! 😈 During the next 45 minutes the Boss would come over and give the Dildo a few more pumps, until the poinT it was very uncomfortable, yet, very pleasurable at the same time. Getting a good stretching, whilst keeping all those nasTy t☢️xic loads inside, with nowhere to leak out from, just ABSORB! 🐷 After 45 minutes of resting Todd went to Aiden's kitchen (he seemed very familiar with the place), and came back with a tub of crisco. He came over to me, and deflated the dildo, removing it to leave a wide open gape. In went a Butt-plug to prevent any of my precious t☢️xic cargo I was holding to leak out; - Right, it's time I PrEP'ed you for the after-parTy, PiG. Get up, and let's go. C'mon. See ya later Aiden. - Have fun with the new PiG Toddie. I followed Todd down the staircase, with great difficulty with a Butt-plug wedged inside my death-seed incubating cunT. We entered into the main bar / stage area. It was empty. It felt odd having seen it so full earlier of horny t☢️xic studs. We walked through, and walked right past 'Sling Room No.1', and into 'Sling Room No.2'. I was prompted to get into the new sling; - Hop in PiG. after-parTy commences in half an hour. So, we had better get you ready hey. He restrained my again by my wrists and ankles, and walked out, and didn't come back for about 10 minutes. When he did, he was holding 4 more syringes, and some gauze pads. He placed them resting on my chesT, put a tourniquet on each arm, and again like earlier began to milk his perineum area towards his balls to charm out that pus. His wincing soon ensued, so I looked down at the urethral opening to his Dick in anticipation to see his Gono flow, and I didn't have to wait long as he began to roar in pain when the thick yellow pus began to leak out and over his 6mm PA, and before any of it could drop onto the floor, he plunged his diseased Dick deep back inside into my cunT. - Someone is getting a bit of a sloppy cunT. You were lovely and tight earlier. But, I cannot deny, I also do love a sloppy p☣️z-hole too. Now, it's time for some more shoTs. I know you like getting them, don'T you, PiG!? - Yes Sir. - Good boy. This time we have two plain shoTs, and two broTherhood shoTs, this time one from me, and another one from Uncle Chad. FUCK, a double dose of HIV and Hep C being about to be pumped into my veins. The thought of it turned my on, and although now loose, my cunT clamped down around Todd's Gono leaking Dick. - Aaaaaaahhh, so you really want it. You nasTy sluT. Right, I need you to hold still. The two needles to the plain shoTs went into my left arm, and the two needles to the broTherhood shoTs went into my right arm. Todd slopped his Dick out of my cunT, and stood back to admire the nasTy sluT of a WH☢️RE that lay before him. - Oh FUCK YEAH, would you look at that. One fucked up, meTh'd out of his tree, nasTy p☣️z-PiG. It's time he got M☢️RE of what he fucking well deserves. 💉💉

TWF CHAPTER 5 I watched the ref renter the ring. He was now naked, his cock was swinging as he moving about the ring waiting for the fighters. I was actually lusting and drooling over his cock. Bet it still tasted like Scum’s partners ass and cum. “Alright Fuckers, entering the ring is the challenger” Jumping over the ropes was a hot looking guy maybe in his 20s with a little muscle on his frame. He was just wearing a jockstrap, which was bulging nicely. I was completely unaware that the man fucking me had loaded my hole with another cum load and had pulled out and was replaced by a new man, a new cock. “Now our champion! Let’s hear it for Toxic Termination” Entering the ring was a man that was so massive that all I could say to describe him is that his muscles had muscles. His thighs look as if they could have popped a watermelon between them. His crotch was packed into a skin tight pair of trunks. His cock and balls strained against the fabric obscenely. The man behind me had grabbed my hips and was pumping in and out of my hole at a steady pace. I glanced at Dan and he was getting fucked by a muscular black man who had a hairy chest. The ref had instructed the wrestlers and each went to their corners waiting for the bell to begin the match. The ref’s cock was slowly getting hard. The bell rang and the challenger quickly darted about the ring, trying to avoid the massive man. The Toxic Terminator reach out a few times and missed grabbing him, but then the man’s luck ran out and the massive hand grabbed an arm. I blood curdling scream escaped the man’s mouth and he was soon lifted into the air, begging and pleading for mercy. Without hesitation, he was dropped onto the mat and bounced twice. As he got up, the Toxic Terminator grabbed him and put him in a bear hug, lifting him off the ground and squeezing him tight. As soon as he dropped him, he had him bouncing off the ropes, each time he past he would be launched faster into the ropes, then met face first into the forearm of the muscled champion. He hit the mat hard. The Toxic Terminator’s cock was now getting hard, turned on by the pain he was inflicting on the poor challenger. His cock made his trunks tent up. The poor guy lay on the mat moaning. The Toxic Terminator climbed the ropes in the corner until on the top rope and then jump onto the challenger. The ref was now in a corner stroking his hard, dripping cock as The Toxic Terminator lay on top of the challenger. The ref dropped to the mat and started counting, his hard cock pinned to the mat. At the last moment the challenge mr kicked and got free from under the Toxic Terminator. Before the champ got up, the challenger jumped in the air and landed his elbow to the back of the Toxic Terminator, who went down face first into the mat. A loud grunt echoed the arena. The challenger moved to try to get the Toxic Terminator into a sleeper hold. A laugh suddenly filled the air as Tempe Toxic Terminator stood up with this poor man hanging off his back. Without warning the Toxic Terminator took a few quick steps backwards into the corner buckle, knocking the wind out of the challenger who released his hold I was mesmerized by the match and was still getting fucked by an unknown man, losing count of how many had bred my hole with toxic loads. The Toxic Terminator had picked up and body slammed his challenger to the mat. Gasping for air the challenger said “I surrender” The Toxic Terminator didn’t move. “You win” The Toxic Terminator stood up and straddled the man on the mat, pointing to his trunks. The man sat up and pulled down the trunks, freeing a massive beer can thick cock. “You know what this means? The Toxic Terminator asked pointing to a tattoo of a red scorpion to the right of his cock base. The challenger just nodded yes. He laid back onto the mat and lifted his legs, pinning them behind his arms. The ref moved over and dropped to his knees next to the challenger’s head, presenting his leaking hard cock at his mouth. The Toxic Terminator started circling the ring, stroking his cock and asked: “Does he deserve the gift” “Breed him, sting him, infect his hole” the crowd chanted over and over.

Straining against the ropes that bound him, sweat covering his body in a sheen, Milos looked magnificent. I looked and the other two were in a much awe as I, mouths open as they watched him strain and struggle. It was time. We were all so hard, dripping precum and sweating ourselves. I motioned to Toby and we stood at either side at the end of the bed. Together we unclasped his feet ready to grab him should he try anything. But he didn’t. I was only slightly surprised as T makes a whore of every boi when Milos swung his legs up and exposed his hairy, sweet and sweaty cunt for us. I smiled as Toby picked up his baster and wiped it against the hairy, expectant hole. Milos moaned and pushed out his cunt, a dribble of arse juices leaking out. As Michael and I watched, Toby wiped the head of the baster across the hungry hole, just wetting the lips with the barrel of anonymous cum. Milos was far too gone to wonder whose loads were mixed all together. Sure some of Toby’s but also all the seed - chem’d seed as well poz’d seed - that Toby has clearly pulled from his own cunt earlier that day. As we watched, Toby pushed the baster deep into Milos and slowly unloaded some - not all - of the contents. Milos’ eyes widened and as he felt the warm gush of spunk slosh into his insides he moaned with delight. Toby withdrew the baster and handed it to me - without hesitation I licked it clean, savouring the salty taste on the metal as Michael clambered onto the bed between the Greek’s legs and grabbed his ankles. We all laughed as I reworked that famous phrase - Beware Greek’s bearing gifts and said to everyone, “Behold, a Greek loaded with gifts” and then held my breath as Michael gobbed on the head of his cock and running it against the entrance to his hole to wipe up any dna that night have seeped out, pushed against Milos’ hole. He might have been high and hungry but he tried to pull away from the monster that was about to forcefully invade his guts. Michael uncapped the poppers and leaned forward. He fed Milos deep huffs of poppers and then handed me the bottle. Standing behind Toby I pushed my cock between his legs, and fed him some hits before feeding myself. Then as we watched, Michael spread Milos ankles and leaning into him, started to push his hard, beer can thick rod into the tight cunt. There was nowhere for Milos to escape to. As we watched, his eyes widened as he shook his head, screaming into the ball gag. Sweat dripped off Michael’s forehead as he leaned further in, taking the cunt centimetre by centimetre. Pinned down, all Milos could do was try and relax his arse but it was no good. We watched as Michael forced his cock home, burying it deep in the tight gut. Milos’ toes curled and uncurled in the air as he fought to relax and breathe as well as process all the feelings and sensations coursing through his body. I remember the first time Michael fucked me. I too had been tied up on this very bed, and my boyfriend was sitting on my face, smothering me with his sweaty hole which, it became apparent was already loaded with a deposit from Michael’s cock. Now, I’m an experienced bottom - fuck man I’ve taken fists - but taking Michael’s massive member was a whole new level of fucking and I remember feeling like I’d been split open even before a third of his cock was buried in me. But I also remember how it satisfied a deep hunger in me, filling a void that until then had only been satisfied by my boyfriend. I also remember how, once I was almost loosened up I begged Michael to fuck me loose, not take no for an answer and rape me. He did. As I choked on my boyfriend’s dick. And I imagine that was what was going through Milos’ mind right now. The pain. The terror. The pleasure. I wanted to remove his ball gag and hear him beg, but he wasn’t there yet. Not by some time. I looked down again and Michael’s cock was two thirds of the way into the hairy ass. Our bottom boi was whimpering but beginning to growl as well. Michael pulled out and we leaned over to watch the hole wink open and closed, precum leaking out and slipping down the wet crack, greedy for deeper cock. Michael smiled and slid back in as far as he could, burrowing into the gut step by step, planning to place his toxic flag in virgin territory whether the locals wanted it or not. Milos’ six pack was rippling with each fuck, sweat pouring off his body as he took thrust after thrust, his whole body reacting to the invasion. Michael was building up a steady rhythm, five or six long deep strokes before pulling out and ramming all the way in again. He wasn’t so much loosening a hole as punching his way in; forcing his way in deeper with every stroke. And he was clearly turned on because he was pissing precum he was leaking so much. Every time he pulled out precum squelched from the still tight hole, and every so often Toby would lean in and push his tongue into the gash and then return to spit the fluid into my mouth, tangy with the metallic taste of blood. I moaned. “Wreck him, Michael. Wreck his dirty cunt.”

Viruses and Bacteria, etc, communicate with each other, and most definitely DO affect how we behave, in many a way, including sex, appetite, emotions, etc. They are extremely smart, and can be found hiding behind a gel like matrix as to avoid immune system detection, and medication(s). There are strategies to get around this obstacle of course. Just like us, for them, it is all about survival! ☣️

Approaching this topic from the species that we are, with our biochemical and genetic makeup in mind, I believe that 'Man' deep down (even if unaware) is unable to be Monogamous (on a sexual level). - We are programmed to procreate. - We are full of fluctuating hormones (that cause us to behave in certain ways, ranging from sex, appetite, emotion, and so on). - We react and ACT upon the smell of others (pheromones). Although Humans rely much more on visual, my personal anecdotes certainly do include attraction via smell, most definitely. Man's natural odour is sadly all too often masked by unnatural man-made smells such as deodorant and perfume (that I myself find extremely unpleasant). I have over the decades 'TRIED' to be monogamous with my various partners. But why? To foolishly try and fit in with 'social norms', that we are 'taught'. They are not inbuilt. Maybe we can be committed to one person on an emotional level. But on a sexual level, no, I truly don't think that really is possible. #SpreadThatSeed 🐽

Sounds hot sexy boy, "I'm gonna knock you up with my sperm" can go on that list too.

Juste got back from the G I Joe bath House (Montréal) I was planing to get fuck in the glory hole. I love that anon cum dump style... Got sucked and fingered in the steam room By a very large black men. Good kisser too, Then I went for the glory hole in the basement... I got fuck 3 times by various guy and I didn't get to the glory hole. The guys just want to load me in front of everyone... Love that. I did not saw the first loader... I got sucked and blew in the guy's mouth... he almost chock. lol... Men it was good after 2 weeks without any sex. I try once in a wile to stay quiet for a few days and then I get sluty and colecte any load... I love the feel of my ass swelling full of cum... anyone else like that?

Have run into a couple guys like that. I would kill to be afflicted with that condition myself. The wonder of so much cum spilling from a cock; it's like watching a horse cum

Part 2: After saying this, I'm even more desperate to have his manjuice fill me up. He's gone a couple minutes and comes back with another guy . I can see his silhouette in the dark, this man is a beast, at least 6'7 and large like 3 twink (here we'll call him John) . I feel my mouth watering, as much as the first guy (here we'll call him Joe) is hot as fuck, his friend is what I call a real testosterone filled male. I then see the other guy coming to my side. He starts to wrap my arm in a stetchy tube. Fuck. I know what this is. He's setting it up to shoot me Tina. As much as I know its a bad idea, my whole body is shivering with desire and heat. I'm not even resisting when he starts pushing on the needle. At that moment, I felt a huge wave of heat hit me at once, my body feels numbs, and then...I feel the most mellow, excited and horny than I ever had. I'm panting, confused but burning with lust. Every inch of my skin start to feel like its melting in my body, and everything touching me, the sling, the leather, all feels like a hundred orgasm at once. At this moment, I feel John's hand on my tights. I moan instantly, and I hear him laugh. He whispers in my ears "First timer? take a deep breath and brace yourself, we'll make sure you remember it". I mumbled an answer right at the moment I felt him penetrating me. My head is spinning like crazy, I'm having the hardest time not to scream in extasy. I don't know if it's the drug, but damn his dick is huge. He's going slowly, but it feels like he's humping like a bunny. As much as I am overwhelmed by stimulus, I feel the best I ever felt. John's cock now feels like god himself is fingering me, letting me feel the void of heaven while pleasuring me. I'm in a total trance, only there to feel John's manpower dominating me. I surrender completely to him, I'm now only here to make sure the precious semen doesn't get wasted. I want every drop of that beast DNA running deep inside me, feel it drip. He then stop. I'm sure he didn't came. I'm confused, still feeling my hole tingle. He then proceed to take me in his arm. Mind you I'm tall and not that skinny, but he picks me up like I'm a child. He brings me to a lit corner. For the first time I see what he looks like: mid fortys, really dark short hair, with a trimmed beard. He is even more intimidating now, looking like a pissed off black bear. He then take my chin gently, bring his mouth to my ear "I wanted to cum so bad, but Jim told me he wanted to bring you somewhere. There's a sex party happening in about 40 minutes. Come with us, its gonna be a blast". At that point, my only goal was to get that load, so I didn't care if I needed to go somewhere else for it. We splitted to get dressed then met up outside the bathhouse. Still a lineup, even longer then when I arrived. Jim is there too, he's a ginger, punk look with lots of piercings. Hot, but nothing compares to John the Beast. We start walking, the night is really warm and its feeling good to be outside. We walk near a canal before entering small streets. Red lights were coloring the streets, almost as if we still were in the bathhouse. A tall blond working girl wink at me, I wink back being on cloud 9. We walking still, passing through a small street, with aggressive grafiti everywhere saying "NO PHOTOS". That street is filled with people, it smells like sweat and sex, I'm getting light headed for a second. Leaving the small street, we walk for about 20 feet before entering a building, near a pipeshow theater. Its an appartment building, we go down the stair in the basement. We can hear dark EBM music playing somewhere. We get to the last door, knock. A charming guy answer, in leather harness. He speaks to John and Jim in Dutch, then let us in. What I saw behind that door was... To put a face on John and Jim, John was inspired by youtuber LA Beast, Jim was inspired by pornstar Jon Shield, but Ginger. Part 3 coming soon you bunch of pigs! Hope my story made you cum and moan, I was rock hard while writing it. For the records its semi-fictional, I lived that experience, but I tweeked it to make it more interesting.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 7 Soon after that first session, the three of us settled into a routine...Daddy and his two boys. About a month or so later, I had another day of firsts. I’ll never forget that day... Daddy had called me at work telling me to come over straight from work, “You can clean up here, cuntboy.” Luckily, he called about 30 minutes before I was leaving so I dropped everything and left work. I entered Daddy’s house stripping down to a yellow jockstrap which I now wore at all times. Daddy had ordered me to throw all my other underwear away after our first session and only wear yellow jockstraps. I noticed a note taped to the mirror: “Cuntboy, we’re in the dungeon.” I checked myself in the hallway mirror after putting on my harness and collar. Grabbing my pecs and pulling my tits I groaned, knowing this was the gear that I would be wearing when I was at Daddy’s house. My cunt would always be available for Daddy and my alpha’s use. I walked down the hallway into the dungeon and saw them...Daddy and puppy on the bed. Daddy, harnessed as usual, sat back on the bed watching tv as puppy, down between his legs, serviced his hard cock. Seeing me, Daddy waved me in, “Strip cuntboy. Since you’re coming straight from work, puppy’s gonna clean you out and get you ready.” On hearing this, puppy released Daddy’s cock and came to me with a huge grin. “You ever have anyone clean you out cuntboy?” I hadn’t... “MMMM...” puppy moaned as he grabbed my pecs massaging them while I took off my harness. “The jockstrap, cuntboy. Show me your cunt,” puppy commanded. Turning around, I pulled down my jockstrap and bent over showing my cunt. “Fuck yeah, cuntboy nice and smooth,” puppy said approvingly as he inspected me. I had begun to keep my body shaved. “Your cunt lips are looking a little puffy.” He took a quick bite of them. “It’ll take a lot of work to get them to where they’ll be like mine. That's if Daddy decides,” puppy laughed. Imagining having those obscene cunt lips, my cunt lips pulsed, and I let out a sigh. “OK boys, get in the shower,” Daddy laughed, “Puppy, time enough for that later.” Pulling me up to face him, puppy obeyed. “OK cuntboy, help me out of my gear.” Puppy lifted his arms and his muscled pecs rose. My nose quickly took in the familiar testosterone laden scent his pits emitted. I couldn’t resist and I dove into those shaved pits. “Fuck yeah cuntboy, fucking gonna mark my cuntboy with my scent. Clean my pits!” puppy ordered. I began devouring his scent...making sure my lapping tongue explored every gland of my alpha’s pits. Puppy reached over around with his right hand and held my head firmly, “Fuck yeah, cuntboy! Taste my scent!” After a bit of pit worshipping, puppy pushed me back. “Let’s check you out, cuntboy.” Grabbing my head, he began sniffing my face. “Aww fuck yeah, Daddy! Fucking cuntboy’s got my fucking scent on him,” puppy laughed. Satisfied that I had been marked, puppy took me by the shoulders, pushed me down to my knees and pulled my face into his red jock. “OK cuntboy, take off my jock.” I was now in my element...a cuntboy on his knees between his alpha’s legs. I greedily took in scent of puppy’s crotch as I began to chew on the pouch knowing what was contained within...a fat uncut cock. Pulling the jockstrap down, his beautiful cock struck my face. I moaned as my cunt lips pulsed with the memory of puppy’s cock fucking me. Grabbing his smooth balls...feeling the fullness that I knew they contained...I took his cock into my mouth. Suckling his cock, I felt puppy hesitate. “OK cuntboy, we gotta stop and get you clean,” puppy chuckled and pulled me up. I was disappointed at having to release puppy’s cock but I knew I’d be servicing it again soon. “Cuntboy, you’re lubed right?” puppy asked as he checked my cunt with his right hand, verifying what we knew to be Daddy’s order whenever we were over. Since I hadn’t cleaned out, I had been unsure if I should but I had snuck into the mens room at work and lubed my cunt. I arched my back presenting my cunt acknowledging my training. Now that we both had stripped, puppy led me to the black tiled shower area. Daddy had thought of everything when he designed the dungeon. Puppy motioned to the ledge on one side of the shower area, “OK cuntboy, hop get up there on all fours.“ Puppy slapped my ass and I obeyed. Climbing onto the ledge, I dropped to my hands and knees feeling the cool tiles on my skin as puppy reached up to the shower head. Turning on the water, puppy adjusted the temp as the water ran through the shower head. Once satisfied that the water was the right temperature, puppy grabbed the attached shower shot. “OK cuntboy, arch your back. Present that cunt to your alpha,” puppy commanded placing his hand on my lower back and inserting the shower shot into my cunt...I moaned...as my cunt lips spread open to accept the nozzle. “OK here it comes, cuntboy,” puppy announced as he switched the water to the nozzle.” I felt the warm water fill my cunt. “Fucking beautiful cuntboy.” puppy calmly said as he rubbed my back. “Let me know when you’ve had enough.” I could feel my stomach extend a bit and I nodded when I had reached my limit. Puppy switched the nozzle off and removed it from my cunt. “OK cuntboy, hold it,” puppy directed me as he began to rub my stomach. After a few minutes, it was time to empty. “OK cuntboy, get over to the drain in the corner.” Holding the contents of my cunt, I got off the ledge and went over to the drain and emptied out. “We’re almost there cuntboy...back on the ledge,” puppy smiled. As I climbed back on the ledge, I heard a single ring. It was the front door intercom. At the sound, both of us looked at Daddy as he rose to check who was at the door since the dungeon also had access to the system. A few seconds later, there were two rings. On the third, Daddy answered. “Yup, be right there,” Daddy responded. “OK boys, continue. We got a delivery,” Daddy smiled, gave puppy a wink and walked out of the dungeon. Puppy and I continued the process making until we were sure I was clean. “Ok cuntboy, we gotta get geared up," puppy smiled as he threw me a towel and we dried off. After putting on my collar and harness, I looked for my jockstrap but I couldn’t find it. I continued searching the dungeon floor looking for it as puppy geared up. “What’s the matter cuntboy?” puppy asked as he adjusted his cock and balls in his red jock. Fuck, I loved the sight of his straining bulge barely covered by the red pouch. “I can’t find my jock, puppy.” I answered. Puppy smiled and walked over to the shelves and pulled something off the top shelf. “That’s cause Daddy took it. I got you a swimmer jock, like mine. I told you I’d get you one.” Puppy walked over to me and knelt, “Step in cuntboy, you earned it.” I stepped into the jock as puppy held it. As puppy pulled the jock up over my thighs, he took my cock in his mouth. “Aw fuck, puppy!” I gasped feeling his warm mouth engulf my cock, “Thank you!” Puppy released my cock, kissed the head and pulled up my new yellow jock covering my now engorged cock. “Fist and Piss for Daddy,” puppy smiled. Puppy grabbed a couple of leashes and placed one on my collar and one on his. Grabbing the lube, puppy reminded me, “Bend over cuntboy...lube time.” Puppy began teasing my cunt lips with two lube covered fingers and prepped my cunt. “Let’s go cuntboy,” he commanded and pulled my leash. I groaned, knowing my alpha was now in charge. I followed puppy out of the dungeon and down the hall into the living room. At the entrance, I heard several voices and hesitated. Noticing my hesitation, puppy simply stated, “Cuntboy, you’re in Daddy’s house. You know the rules. You’re a cuntboy and will always present yourself like that in his house.” I nodded and followed. Entering the room, I noticed two guys on the sofa having a beer. The younger was in his late 20s, blond, 5’10”, 165 lbs and the other was taller, 6’, black hair, 200 lbs of muscle and a couple of years older. Part of me expected them to be geared up in leather but both were dressed casually...tshirt, jeans and sneakers. In front of them on the coffee table were four lines, a couple of straws and a bag of T. Then I noticed Daddy sipping a beer in his chair across from them wearing nothing but his harness and boots. I moaned as I saw his cock nestled between his balls between his outstretched legs. I shouldn’t have been surprised, Daddy was home so he dressed as he wanted no matter who came over...same as puppy and I had our gear on while at Daddy’s house. Noticing that I was now wearing a yellow swimmer jock, Daddy smiled, “I see puppy gave you your present cuntboy. There’s more of them. You can toss the others.” I proudly stood, “Yes, Daddy.” Come here boys,” Daddy ordered. “Guys, you know puppy. This here’s cuntboy.” “Cuntboy?” said the blond perking up. “Yup, cuntboy,” Daddy chuckled. “He’s got a beautiful deep cunt. That right cuntboy?” “Yeah Daddy,” I quickly responded, “my cunt‘s always ready for cock.” “Cuntboy, this is MIke. He’s my go to for our party favors. That’s Chris, he’s with Mike,” Daddy matter-of-factly stated. Mike, noticing that puppy and I wore similar gear...collar, piped bulldog harness and swimmer jock...puppy in red and me in yellow...laughed, “So you got yourself another one?” “Yup, cuntboy’s my piss pig,” Daddy proudly stated as he motioned us to his side. We dropped to our knees, crawled over to each side of Daddy and sat back on our knees. “He takes my and puppy’s piss. A fucking urinal.” Daddy proudly announced as he grabbed our leashes and held them. I growled. Releasing our leashes, Daddy offered us the lines, “Ok boys, Mike brought us some replenishments. There’s two for each of you to try. We’ve already sampled it. Let me know what you think.” Puppy and I crawled over, took a straw and inhaled our lines. Giving his approval, puppy nodded, “Fucking good shit, Daddy...” I instantly felt it hit my cunt and could only smile as my cunt lips throbbed. Satisfied, Daddy called us back to his side. Grabbing the back of my neck, Daddy pulled me towards him and whispered in my ear, ”Cuntboy, Mike’s straight but I think he could use a blowjob. He brought us some good shit. What do you think?” I moaned as the combination of the T radiating in my cunt and knowing that I was being whored out by my Daddy kicked me into high gear. “Why don’t you ask him if he’d like Daddy’s cuntboy to blow him. Go on.” I looked over at Mike who was smiling by this time. I knew what I had to do, but more so, what I wanted to do. I crawled over to Mike, “Mike, thanks. I want to suck your cock to thank you. Please let me suck it,” I pleaded. Mike spread his legs and I could see his growing bulge in his crotch, “Yeah cuntboy...sounds good. I got a two-day load. But I have to know that you want it...not just cause you’ve been told to blow me. I got some ethics,” he laughed. “Show me how much you want my cock, cuntboy.” I growled and began chewing on Mike’s crotch as I took in the scent of sweat and piss from the denim. Finding the zipper with my tongue, I took hold of it with my teeth and pulled down. Mike quickly undid his jeans and pushed it down to his ankles. “Go on cuntboy, suck my cock,” he ordered slapping his hardening cut cock against my face. I had to have his cock...I didn’t need Mike ordering me to do it. The knowledge that I needed cock and that I was being whored out by my Daddy was all that mattered...I took in his cock. Tasting the slight saltiness from his last piss, I moaned. My new piss addiction was triggered. Since our first time, I had been taking all of Daddy and puppy’s piss during our sessions. I craved it now to the point I’d even sometimes piss into my hand in the mens room at work and lick it up. Mike’s hands grabbed my head and plunged his cock into my throat as I began to stroke the underside of his leaking cock with my tongue. “Shit...fucking good cocksucker,” Mike gasped and began to face fuck me. Noticing Chris’ bulge, Daddy smiled, “Puppy, why don’t you help out Chris there? I don’t want him to feel left out.” “Aww fuck yeah,” Chris moaned as he undid his jeans and pushed them down to give puppy quick access to his hard cock. Puppy eagerly crawled over to service Chris’s cock and took it right down. It was obvious that puppy had serviced Chris before. “Fuck yeah, puppy...fucking good cocksucker. Take my cock!” Daddy, cradling his balls, sat there watching his two boys being whored out. “Good boys. Take care of them. We got some good product.” There we were, puppy and I, servicing Daddy’s dealer and muscleman. The room filled with the sound of cocksucking...slurping, moaning. I kept sucking...getting hotter as the chems continued streaming through my body. Mike’s hands pressed my head forcing his hard cock deeper down my throat until his balls were hard against my chin...I groaned. Feeling his entire cock engulfed, Mike grabbed hold of my leash and began humping my face. Suddenly, I felt Mike’s body tense and I pulled back a bit off his cock...I wanted to taste his cum. “AWWW FUCK!” Mike exclaimed as he shot his load into my mouth, “TAKE MY FUCKING LOAD CUNTBOY!” I moaned feeling Mike’s cum shoot into my mouth and fill it. Savoring the taste, I closed my lips tighter around Mike’s cock as he pulled it out making sure I took every drop in as I swallowed. Knowing my job was done, I backed away from Mike and returned to Daddy’s side and took in the sight of puppy. There was my alpha, kneeling in front of Chris...his beautiful engorged cunt lips exposed. I watched puppy’s hands rubbing up and down Chris’ legs as puppy’s head boobed up and down Chris’ cock. “Fuck yeah, Daddy!” I moaned as I saw puppy engulf Chris’s entire cock to the root and hold it there. Here was my alpha...the man I serviced...sucking another man’s cock. I knew my place...cuntboy. Chris began to rub puppy’s back with one hand as his other hand rested on the back of puppy’s neck. I couldn’t look away. Chris grabbed the back of puppy’s head with both hands and began to quickly fuck his face. “AW FUUUCK!” Chris moaned as his hips thrust upwards with a sudden jerk and shot into puppy’s mouth. As Chris sat back, puppy noisily licked the last drops of cum from Chris’ cock. Satisfied, puppy turned. Opening his mouth showing me a wad of cum, he gave me a wink, swallowed and returned to Daddy’s side. Grabbing me by the collar, Daddy chuckled. “So, what do you think of my cuntboy, Mike?” “Fuck yeah. You got a good one there,” Mike readily complemented me. Grabbing his cock, Mike smiled, “So... about the piss...that part of today’s deal?” Daddy laughed, “Of course, cuntboy’s always up for piss....aren’t you?” “Fuck yeah! Daddy,” I growled. Daddy released me. I quickly crawled back between Mike’s legs and opened my mouth...I had a taste of Mike’s stale piss and I wanted more...I needed more. “Fuck yeah...fucking urinal,” Pointing his cock into my open mouth, Mike moaned and let go of his beer and chemmed up piss. The warm piss began filling my mouth and I started the measured swallowing to prevent any spillage that Daddy and puppy had trained me on. I was a urinal...trained to take it all. “Fuck, cuntboy,” puppy urged me on, “Hot from the tap!” The piss kept coming...it seemed like an eternity as I kept guzzling it down. As the flow finally started to subside...I opened my throat wide and took the last of Mike’s piss down. “Keep that mouth open cuntboy,” Mike ordered as he shook his cock and the last drops hit my face. Rubbing his cock, “Fuck man...I gotta piss soon!” Chris moaned. Without a second thought, I moved over to Chris...getting my first close-up look of Chris’s enormous cock. “Good cuntboy,” Daddy nodded approvingly. I had to have a taste of this cock. Moving closer to my waiting mouth, Chris placed his cock on my outstretched tongue. Feeling the weight and girth, I engulfed the massive head. “Shit yeah!” Chris moaned as I began working it. After a bit, Chris pulled out as the first yellow drops exited his piss slit. “Drink boy!” Chris commanded. As the piss poured from his cock, I began to swallow. “Yeah! Take it all cuntboy!” puppy encouraged me as he watched me take the piss. Chris moved back a bit on the sofa and the stream of piss arched into my willing mouth. Sensing Chris’s bladder was emptying, I moved forward and took his cock back in my mouth sucking the last drops out of his piss slit. “FUUUUCK!” Chris moaned...holding my head on his cock. After a bit, he released my head...I sat back on my haunches in front of him...wiped the piss from my lips with the back of my hand and licked it clean. Returning to Daddy’s side, I moaned...thanking them for the piss. Laughing, Daddy clapped, “What a fucking good show boys! Why don’t you head back to the dungeon. Mike and I gotta finish our business.“ Grabbing my leash, puppy stood up. I started to rise but puppy gave me a stern look and I lowered myself. “Stay down cuntboy,” my alpha ordered as he led me crawling out of the room. At the door of the dungeon, puppy stopped and lowered himself. “Fuck yeah...cuntboy...your first time being whored out for T,” puppy announced as he his lips met mine.

CHAPTER FOUR THE SKELETON I looked down and I had shot a huge load in my pant. Thankfully it wasn’t higher on my jeans or it would have looked like I pissed myself. I went deeper into the maze, farther from the light area, I kept walking even though I thought I was getting lost. As I waked down a path that was narrowing, a small opening caught my eye. I entered and went a few feet and found the Skeleton. I stopped suddenly! Sitting on a bale of hay, was a man dressed in those cheesy skeleton suits, bone in a black fabric, except this man was so wasted that the costume looked like his actual skin. He was literally skin and bone. “Afraid?” I shook my head no. “Prove it faggot” I walked until I was about a foot away from him and dropped to my knees between his feet. I reached out and felt for an opening in the crotch of his costume. When I found it, I slipped my hand in and pulled out his cock and balls. His cock was growing quickly. It was ling and thin with a big acorn head. “Full blown, overflowing with mutated strains” I wrapped my lips around his cock and slowly slid them down his shaft. I took him deep in my throat, until I was pressing my face into his crotch feeling his pelvic bone. I slid back until his cock head was on my tongue. A sweet and salty taste excited my tongue as I licked the head until I slid back down on his cock. “Taste the disease leaking into your mouth” I moaned with his cock deep in my throat. My mouth was watering. “I want that hole” I stood, turned and bent over, presenting my ass in his face. I felt his tongue dive deep in my crack and invade my hole. His hands spread my cheeks as he pushed in further. I heard my jeans rip some more. And at this point I could have cared less if I walked out with my balls hanging out. “This hole is fucked and so are you” He stood and slowly slid his cock into my hole. Our moaning was loud. Hell I wanted another redneck mother fucker to find us and shove his cock down my throat. “So sloppy, so wet,” moaned the skeleton He slowly fucked my hole as if savoring the diseased cum massaging his cock and my hole. He would pull out until his cock head was pulling my hole outwards, then would slide back in before his head could pop out. “My death is near” he said, “but my strain will live on in you” He was slowing down and was having problems breathing. He popped out and payed back on the bale of hay. “Ride me” I straddled him and lowered myself onto his hard cock. I slid all the way down but didn’t put my weight on him. He was catching his breath as I slid up and down his cock with my hole. Using my thighs, I slid my hole up and down his shaft as I watch his breathing slow. Panic set in as my mind wondered if I was literally fucking this man to death. He reached up and grabbed my hips and increased my speed. “Just like that” between gasps of breath I kept the pace; but knew I would be able to keep going for long. My thighs were started to burn a little. “Don’t stop” Taking a deep breath, I continued. His cock felt so good up my used hole. If physically possible I would have fucked myself on his cock all night. “I’ve mutated beyond medications, full blown AIDS running through my veins! My cock was starting to twitch as I heard this, slowly growing down my leg. I fought back the urge to rub it again through my jeans. I start to pinch my nipples through my shirt. My cock was now rock hard and the head was in the cold wet spot of my jeans. I squeezed my hole around the Skeleton’s cock and he reach up and started rubbing my cock through my jeans. “Not gay motherfucker if it’s not skin on skin contact” he said as if I really fucking cared. I moaned from the pleasures. I wanted to cum again so the pulsing of my hole would drive him over the edge. My horror of being infected had now turned to a craving of more, more infected, more diseased cum. “Keep going,” he urged, “my balls are aching” He was breathing more erratic as a cough fit started. Each time he cough he would thrust his cock up my hole. I reached under and felt his ball sac, it was tight around his balls. “Going to flood you hole with AIDS, mutated AIDS” I moaned loudly. The craving was overwhelming. He started grunting between coughs, signaling he was emptying his balls in my hole. My cock throbbed knowing I was getting his death seed. His arms fell, hanging of each side. He was motionless. I stood and slowly backed away. He laid there motionless. I didn’t even check for a pulse. His head lifted up slightly and he whispered: “Dracula” Then it dropped again. I backed out and left in a hurry.

Hey guys, if u missed chapter one it can be found at https://breeding.zone/topic/33550-new-city-new-story-bisexual-chapter-1/ Warning: This chapter contains use of drugs, explicit sexual details and more. This should only be viewed by consenting adults... and if you don't want to see this stuff, why are you on this site????? In part 1: new kid on the block, we met Aidan, a tall blond scruffy white stoner-type teen with blue eyes, wide shoulders, tight abs, bubble butt and bigger than average dick who dropped out of high school, got his GED and took to the road to gain some life experience and become a writer. After a few months of bad jobs, cheap rooms and no direction, Aidan found his was to Denver where he got a job at a bookstore and befriended his trainer at work, Liam, a recent college grad with brown hair, green eyes, athletic build, large Dick, and a lot more life experience. Aidan and Liam are practically inseparable, despite the fact Aidan has never met a guy who is openly bisexual before. Having been raised by a pastor and college theology professor, Aidan led a somewhat sheltered life, even though he and his parents have always had open minds when it comes to sexual orientation and lifestyles. One night while they are out at a bar, Aidan convinces Liam to tell him one of his wildest experiences, so Liam tells him about a time in college when he and three of his friends gang banged two girls. Once the story is over, Aidan tries to find a place to jack off and ends up catching Liam getting head from some girl at the bar. With little encouragement, he joins them and feeds his load to the girl while Liam tells him what happened after the gang bang with one of the guys. Aidan takes the girl home with him and the two of them fuck all night. When she goes to leave, she asks Aidan if he wants to try Tina the next time they play, and he doesn't know what it is. Her response: "Ask your friend." Chapter II: new experiences make better writers "How did it go last night ABs?" Liam asked his buddy, combining his initials to make a nickname that also referenced his muscular torso. Aidan had become used to the moniker and had even begun to enjoy the way it made him feel: special. He answered Liam, as they ran the track at the nearby rugby field, by giving him the entire play-by-play in exuberant detail, embellishing certain details for effect and glossing over certain particulars including the moment they fell out of bed and breaking the towel bar in the bathroom by trying to put the girl up on it. jogging to a stop so they could catch their breath and stretch, Liam slapped his pal on the back and congratulated him. As they were about to start up again, Aidan grabbed Liam's sweaty arm and pulled him to the side of the track for a chance to find out something that had been bothering him for hours. "Dude can I ask you something?" the younger of the two asked, looking around to be sure he couldn't be overheard. "Of course bro," Liam responded, moving in closer while pulling them both a little further off the path, sensing his friend was about to ask something that wasn't fit for public ears. "You can always ask me anything, you know that. Hell after the shit I shared with you and a bar full of strangers last night, I'd be offended if you didn't feel like you could ask." "Cool Lee, it's about something that bitch said when she was leaving this morning," he paused and looked around one more time. Sure he was not going to be overheard, he continued quietly, "when I asked her what she wanted me to stock in case I had her over again, like booze and pot and stuff, she said something about...tina?" "What's your question ABs," Liam said after a minute waiting for the boy to ask something specific. "You need to know where to get some or what?" "No, well maybe, but what I need to know is..." embarrassed to ask, he looked away and said the rest very quietly. "what is it?" "what did you say?" Liam leaned closer, not hearing Aidan's request. "What is Tina?" Aidan said a little louder, causing Liam to smile and chuckle a little, before asking if his teen friend was for real. "Yeah I'm for real. I have heard of Molly and x and that stuff, but I don't have a fucking clue what Tina is. I was going to look it up online but until my internet is installed the only places I can do it are at work or the library and I didn't want to be arrested or fired for looking up some weird Spanish fly shit or something." "Dude!" By this time Liam was full-on laughing, and was having a hard time not making a spectacle of the two of them. He tried to suck the laughter down as he put his arm around his buddy and led him over to their gym bags on the lawn. "Tina is crystal ABs, you know, Meth." "Seriously?" Aidan stopped and stripped off his sweaty tee shirt and toweled down as he wondered how he'd never known that term. His father had run a rehab group for addicts in his home town for years and he was sure he'd heard all the slang for Meth, heroine, crack, coke and the like. "So she wants us to do meth?" "I guess," Liam said, trying not to stare at his friend's tight abs and low hanging running shorts, which revealed the top of a bike jockstrap waistband. He turned back to his own gym bag and slid his clean tee over his head, hoping it was long enough to cover the semi he was growing under his own shorts and jock. "Do you think I should get some Lee?" his friend's question caused Liam to turn back to him. As far as Liam could tell, Aidan's only experience with drugs was trying some tabs of x and a few lines of coke at some parties in New Mexico before he'd moved to town, if you didn't count the copious amounts of weed the teen smoked when he was hanging at home or chilling Liam and his buds. Liam's own experimentation had gone much further, but he had never admitted just how far he'd gone with drugs. "I mean, what do you think it's like?" "I... that's not... I don't know if you're ready to handle something like Tina, Aidan," grabbing his bag he turned and started walking back to his apartment, not watching but still aware that his young bud was only a few feet behind him, trying to get his attention. "That kind of thing is not like anything you've done before and you can't just decide to try it with some girl after one night together." "What's the big deal man?" Aidan was trying to pick up his pace to catch up with Liam's stride, but Liam was keeping a step or two ahead so Aidan wouldn't be able to see the look on his face. "The whole reason I left home and came out here was to gain life experiences just like this! No writer ever wrote a great book by playing it safe. Besides, it's not like I'm gonna try it once and quit my job and start hooking for drugs or anything. I just want to try it once or twice to know what it feels like." "And what if you like it so much you can't stop or end up doing something when you're high that you regret?" Liam stopped and turned on him so abruptly that Aidan almost ran into Lee's muscular chest. "You can't just jump into that stuff head first with someone you don't know that well." "Oh shit Lee," Aidan smiled at a realization. "You've done it before, haven't you? You've tried Tina! What was it like? What did you do when you tried it? Did you do something you regretted?" "That's... not the point," Liam spun back around and was back on his way, picking up his pace even more to avoid the teenager's questions. "You just shouldn't do something so... dangerous with someone you barely know!" "So I should do it with someone I can trust?" Aidan said, following his friend with eager curiosity. "No, that isn't what I meant," Liam slowed down and let his buddy catch up to him. "I just don't think you can handle something like meth bro. It is a serious trip and it makes you higher and hornier that you thought possible, and it doesn't take much before you can find yourself so tweaked out of your mind that you can't see that what you're about to do might make you hate yourself or worse." "I'm not some stupid kid asshole," Aidan said, now angry and walking ahead of Liam. "I can take care of myself and I know when to stop myself so I don't end up sucking Dick for crack or holding up a liquor store or something." "So you don't regret jerking me off last night?" Liam said loudly enough to stop Aidan in his tracks and get the kid to turn back to face him. "I saw that look on your face last night after we came on that bitch's face. You weren't even high last night and your hormones and a couple drinks made you so horny that you let a dude play with your cock and kiss you. If you can tell me you didn't hate yourself after we messed around last night, then I won't say another word about it." "Fuck you Lee," Aidan stepped in close and talked in a hushed tone filled with disdain. "Yeah I felt a little weird about what happened last night, but only because I have a lifetime of memories of church freaks and homophobes telling me that type of thing is a sin. But I don't feel weird now because it didn't mean anything, it was just two guys helping each other out and getting off while a girl ate our cum loads. Just because I'm not bi like you, doesn't mean I'm some pansy ass sheltered little preacher's son from the boonies. I'm not going to say no to an experience because you or anyone else says I should, and I won't let any fuckers make me do anything I can't handle." Liam watched his friend turn and leave in a huff and stood there for a few minutes wondering what he was doing. Why was he suddenly acting like an over protective big brother instead of being the chill, open-minded guy he prized himself to be? Aidan was only a few years younger than he was and despite his youth, he was already more determined and focused than anyone Liam knew. Shaking his head at himself, he dashed towards Aidan's crappy apartment complex and caught his buddy just as he was about to shut the door to his basement apartment. "ABs, Aidan, dude, I'm sorry," Liam apologized and pushed his way into the tiny studio. "I didn't have any right to pull that shit on you. You're your own man and you can do what you want. I just want to be sure you can trust the person or people you are with when you try stuff like Tina, so you don't make a mistake like I've made in the past." "Thanks bro." Aidan pulled his friend into a hug and almost let it linger too long before pounding his fist on Liam's back and pulling out of it. "I appreciate the worry but I know what I'm doing. But maybe if you told me what your experiences have been like I'd know better what to watch out for." "Not a chance ABs," Liam said, picking his bag up and heading back to the door. "There are some things even I'm too embarrassed to share. Just promise me you won't try it without somebody you can trust to watch your back." "how bout you?" Aidan's question stopped Liam with his hand on the door and before he could begin to protest, Aidan continued, "there's no one else I trust here as much as you, and I'm not even sure how to get something like Tina unless you hook me up. That way, you can be sure I'm playing it safe and I can make sure you don't make any MORE decisions you might regret." "Fine," Liam gave in after a moment, eliciting an excited cheer from Aidan. "Just remember to follow my lead, always stick to what I tell you, and keep away from any sketchy situations. I'll see if I can hook us up with some favors next weekend after work, cool?" "Yeah, I promise I'll be the perfect pupil." Aidan's excitement was clear in his tone, even though he was trying hard to play it cool. "Very good, grasshopper," Liam said, sharing a laugh with Aidan. "now take a shower, you're ass smells like cheap hookers and dirty jockstraps." ---- That week seemed to go by incredibly slowly for the two friends, with work and planning keeping them busy enough that they barely had time to chill or even chat before Friday arrived. Finally there was less than an hour left as the clock was inching its way towards closing, when Liam asked Aidan to help him reorganize some boxes in the basement. Checking to be sure the coast was clear, Liam pulled Aidan between some tall shelves and pulled out a small cloth bag and told Aidan to take a look. Pulling the drawstrings apart, Aidan turned the top of the bag into his hand and watched as a glass pipe, small section of a plastic straw and a plastic baggie containing some small see-through rocks slid out into his open palm. "Is this what I think it is?" Aidan whispered a little too louder, causing Liam to cover his mouth before smiling and nodding at his friend. Taking the glass pipe and motioning for Aidan to listen for the door, Liam slid the tip of the straw into the bag, filled it with some of the crystals, and deposited them into the round end of the glass pipe. Aidan's eyes were locked onto Liam's actions and his heart was beating harder than he'd ever felt it beat before. All week he'd wondered if he'd have the courage to try Tina as was planned but he'd figured it would just be him and his friend in Liam's apartment and he could back out if he got scared, but here in the basement at work he could barely breathe and he had to be cool and go through with it because he wouldn't be able to make any excuses without possibly drawing attention or taking too much time. "lighter?" Liam whispered, pulling Aidan back to reality. The terrified teen nodded and produced his lucky Zippo and watched as Liam lit it and held it to the bottom of the clear glass bowl. The rocks crackled and cracked and began to melt, turning into a cloud of white smoke as Liam rolled the bowl back and forth over the open flame. "inhale when I say go.'' Aidan leaned in, his body obeying as if in a trance while his mind screamed out 'no, stop, make him hit it first!' but it was no use. Liam signaled, and on cue he emptied his lungs and sucked in the smoke from the pipe as hard as he could until he could no longer inhale. The taste was almost non-existent, but as he began to exhale, it burned very differently from the pot and cloves he was used to smoking. He tried his hardest no to cough, but a couple small ones escaped into the elbow of his shirt; which he had turned his mouth towards. Opening his eyes he thought he'd find Liam looking angry at him for not being able to smoke without coughing but the college boy was busy lighting the bowl and taking his own hit from it. As Liam exhaled into Aidan's face, both of them felt a rushing wave of tingling power wash over them. "Holy shit. That is..." Aidan couldn't find a word fully capable of describing what he was going through at that moment. Taking the pipe, he let Liam show him how to light it himself and took another hit. As the smoke poured out of his mouth for a second time, he decided to keep describing it. " amazing... like having an orgasm and riding a roller coaster while jumping out of a plane." "That good huh?" Liam whispered back to him, taking his second hit. "I knew you'd like it." The two men handed the pipe back and forth a few more times, evolving into taking shot gun hits from each other's mouths on each exhale, in order to get as much from each hit as possible. Soon the bowl was empty and Aidan was asking Liam to load the rest. "Not yet," Liam said, pulling out breath mints and some body spray for them to use. Checking to be sure the coast was still clear, he snuck the pipe back into the bag with the Tina and straw and put them into a big pocket on his cargo pants. "This was just the teaser before we go get more from my guy after work. I was going to wait till we got off, but this way you won't be riding your first hit when we get there. Nothing is as obvious as a first timer looking to score some party favors, except a first timer looking to score party favors right after his first hit." "what do you mean, party favors?" Aidan asked, having trouble not reaching down and whipping his cock out right that second. Liam was right, he was higher and hornier than he ever remembered being, even compared to his few times with x and coke. "It is code for Tina or almost any hardcore substance," Liam was also using all his focus not to reach for his own cock or grab at Aidan's. "Now help me get these boxes onto the right shelves for the rest of our shift so we don't have to go back on the floor." The two tweaking men spent the next 30 to 40 minutes getting the pallets cleared off and everything put away, only stopping once to each do a line of Tina off a laminated form explaining the companies drug policies. "It would be a crime not to," Liam said as he crushed, drew out and snorted the first line before handing the straw to Aidan and watching him do the same. Suddenly it was 630 and announcement went across the store that they were closing and customers would be welcome to return the next day at 10AM. The guys shared a look that spoke of both anticipation and nerves before turning to climb the stairs and close up the store. As Liam had planned, most of the closing duties were covered so once the drawers were counted, all the men did was clock out, grab their coats and head out the door. Fresh air filled their lungs as they stepped out into the evening dusk, and it made Aidan high all over again. Feeling a tug at his arm, he let himself be led to Liam's car and got in, sitting silent for a second as he waited for his driver to go around and get in on the other side. They drove quietly for a few minutes before Liam began to explain that they were heading to the home of a man named Benjamin who would be hooking them up for the evening. When prompted, Aidan produced the 60 dollars he'd been told to bring, and Liam added it to a stack of his own that looked to contain 5 or 6 20 dollar bills, reminding Aidan that Liam was probably putting in more in order to keep the younger one out of trouble and out of debt. Pulling up outside a split level blonde brick house in a nice area of town ten minutes from their store, Liam turned off the car and announced they had arrived. "This is it?" Aidan gave the home a thorough inspection and felt confident he never would have believed this was were they were going. More likely a home like this would contain a family of four with two dogs, a cat and a gerbil, with nothing more exciting going on than the occasional dropped dish, blown fuse or burst pipe "What did you expect, a shack in the woods with a neon sign that said 'crack den?'" Liam tucked the money into his pocket along side his phone and deposited his wallet and all his keys except for the key fob that unlocked the car into the glove compartment. Following his lead, Aidan did the same, before the two of them disembarked and made their way up the thin concrete walk to the front door. "Be cool." Knocking three times, they stood on the front stoop for a minute before Aidan heard the sound of someone walking towards the door. A shadow moved over the pee hole and lingered longer than was probably necessary, causing Aidan to feel like he was being scrutinized by someone who was serious about who they let in. "Hey Benji man, it's Lee." Liam's quiet declaration began a chain reaction down the many locks of the door, eliciting clicks and snaps as five different tumblers turned and creaked until finally the door slid open with a whoosh of air that gave the impression that this entrance was sealed better than most Ziploc bags. "Let's go in ABs." Stepping inside, Aidan found himself even more surprised by the interior than he'd been by the exterior. Laid out in front of him was a living room adorned in beautiful décor with nice plush tan couches, wood and glass coffee and end tables that matched the bookcases and entertainment center, which held a nice collection of novels, DVDs, video games, electronic devices and framed a huge flat screen TV. Seated on the couch was a burly older white man with thinking brown wavy hair and a full, but well-trimmed beard. He was busy playing Assassin's Creed and barely looked over at us as Liam said hi and called him Dave. So enthralled by the surroundings that he forgot what they were doing, Aidan almost screamed when a tall, slim, muscled black man in his mid twenties appeared from behind the door before shutting it, locking all the many locks and motioning them to go in and have a seat. The two friends walked into the room from the entry hall and took their places, Liam on the couch next to Dave and Aidan in a leather arm chair, while Benjamin, or Benji as Liam had called him, played host. "You guys want anything? Water? Soda? Cocktail?" Benjamin's deep voice showed signs of education as well as an upbringing in a less polished neighborhood, and it caused Aidan to look back at the man with more attention than earlier. He was shirtless, and ripped from head to toe with tattoos dotting his light brown skin, but Aidan had failed to appreciate how intricate the tattoos were until that moment. Luckily Liam answered for both of them that water would be fine, because Aidan had lost himself in the amazing detail of each line and curve of the man's ink collection. The trance was broken only by Benjamin disappearing into the kitchen, allowing Aidan to turn back to the gents at hand. "Dave, this is my buddy Aidan." Liam made introductions, causing Aidan to reach out to shake the older man's hand, but only getting a nod from the distracted bear who was busy murdering some aristocrat on the screen while slouching into the corner of the couch in his ball shorts and open Hawaiian shirt. Benjamin reappeared from the other side of the living room, where Aidan guessed the kitchen wrapped could also be accessed. Handing each of them an open bottle of water, Aidan greedily chugged two thirds of it before looking up and seeing Benjamin and Liam both giving him disapproving looks. "You always this stupid or just too trusting?" Benjamin asked Aidan, making the boy stutter an apology while looking confused. "Don't sweat it bro, I didn't put anything in your drink man, but you never know who might so don't be downing open bottles of water unless you open them, coo?" "Would someone really do that Benjamin?" Aidan looked at his bottle with wide eyes. He'd heard of people being drugged, but he'd never thought that he could be. "Call me Ben man, or Benji if you're a Tool like Leroy here," Ben laughed and motioned to Liam, the two of them sharing in some private joke over their names. "and in all honesty, yeah. Some niggas might try to slip some shit in a pretty white boy's drink and once you take a swallow you never know if it will just fuck you up a little or if you'll wake up two days later tied to a bed in Bangkok while a dozen Mutha fuckahs rape yo fine white ass. Hell, if you're lucky you wake up, and not just end up in a morgue somewhere." "Stop scaring the new meat Benny," Dave paused his game and pushed the younger black man away from Aidan, causing him to topple onto the seat next to Liam. "Don't let him freak you out kid, we're all on the up and up here. He just likes to make straight bitches squirm, right Liam?" "Right Dave," Liam couldn't help joining with Ben on a quick laugh at Aidan's terrified face, before winking at his bud to reassure him. "So you guys got what we came for?" "I got it right here," Ben said, grabbing Liam's hand and placing between his legs, outlining a thick big bulge running down his jean-clad thigh. "Fuck you Benji," Liam gave Ben's cock a squeeze even though he was pretending to be pissed. "fucking dog with a bone... you know what I mean." "Yeah, how much you want?" Ben sat up and reach down below the end table, retrieving a wooden box. Opening it, he pulled out a scale like the ones used to weigh pot, some small bags, and a small plastic Tupperware container that opened to reveal lots of crystals just like the ones Liam had smoked with Aidan at work. "A shirt, plus 2 tabs of v and a couple caps of g," Liam spoke with authority, impressing Aidan, who was trying to look cool although the warm temp in the room had him sweating bullets. Dave was involved in his game again and seemed totally unpaved by what was happening, so Aidan figured this must be a pretty common occurrence. "Damn you boys got a party planned huh?" Weighing some of the crystals, Ben didn't look up as he spoke. "got the cash for all that?" "yeah, how much?" Liam leaned in and watched Ben weighing the stuff as they spoke. "For a shirt, 2 tabs of v and a couple caps? 200?" Aidan almost choked hearing the total. "Nice try man, most that shit is worth is 140." Liam calmly responded, sounding like he was negotiating for an apple from a street cart. "140 my black ass," Ben looked up for the first time and turned to Liam. "This is prime time stuff white boy, it's worth 140 by itself. Gotta add the rest up to 180 at least." "Only if the v is dipped in gold." Liam came back. "How bout 150 and my usual bonus later?" "You ain't that fine Leroy," Ben responded. Liam shrugged and leaned back against the back of the couch, causing his shirt to ride up a little a reveal his fuzzy muscly abs, which he rubbed his hand across. Aidan watched as Ben licked his lips. "A'ight bitch, make it 160 and we got a deal." "Done." Liam fished the wad of bills from his pocket, lifting his shirt even higher to gain access, and Ben smiled as Liam stuffed them into the pocket of the dealer's jeans, not coming back out for a good 10 seconds. "Now let's get a bowl loaded and get fucked up." Ben produced a bong from below the table, but instead of the classic bowl Aidan was used to seeing, this one was like the pipe he'd smoked at work with Liam. The dealer filled a tiny metal straw with crystal from his own stash, as Liam put a few crystals from his new bag into the bowl, which Ben then added to with his contribution. Turning to Aidan, Ben lifted the heavy glass water pipe over to the teen and motioned for him to take the first hit. Accepting nervously, Aidan held the pipe to his lips as Ben lit a small butane torch like the one Aidan used to crystallize the crème Brule at his last restaurant job, and began to melt the huge collection of rocks in the glass bowl at the end of the bong. When white vapors began to swirl, Liam nodded to Aidan and the young man took it as a sign and began to inhale as deep as he could. He was sure he wasn't getting anything but when he went to exhale, a giant cloud came out and he coughed like he had never smoked before. Ben laughed, but Liam gave him a thumbs up and motioned for him to pass the bong to Dave. The older man had paused his game for a second and lit and smoked the bong with no assistance. Once he'd taken it in, he turned to Liam and pulled the younger man's face to his and shotgunned the smoke into his mouth, ending with a tongue filled kiss. Liam exhaled almost as much as Aidan had, even though it was second hand from Dave, before taking the bong and hitting it himself. As he exhaled, he too coughed, and then, complaining of the heat, peeled away his sweaty polo, and kicking off his shoes and socks so he was in nothing but his baggy cargo khakis which rode low enough to reveal the black waist band of his white undies. Ben muttered some comment about Liam's nipples before taking his first hit off the bong, which he decided to shotgun to Aidan. Leaning over the arm of the couch, he curled his finger to the straight teen and Aidan scooted in until there was less than an inch between their lips. As his exhale began, Ben locked eyes with Aidan, who sucked in as much smoke as he could, without realizing he was leaning closer to catch it. Suddenly their lips touched as the last of the smoke escaped, and Ben pulled back after a quick peck. Letting his lungs deflate, Aidan felt his nerves buzzing as he worried about what these guys might want from him, but once he was taking another hit, he looked over and realized his new best friend was seated only 5 feet away and was there for the simple purpose of ensuring he was safe and happy. They continued to smoke for the next 25 minutes, until Dave got too tweaked to continue his game and suggested they put on a movie. As Ben reloaded the bowl, Dave pulled out a big black leather book of DVDs and asked Aidan to pick one for them to watch. At first it was just some raunchy r rated films and some bad ads action flicks, but slowly the book turned into a collection of pornos, each of them dirtier and kinkier than the last. Some were gay, some were straight and a few were bi, although most of the bi DVDs looked like they were only for bi males, containing no lesbian action. Thinking he should keep things from progressing any further, Aidan was about to turn back to the front of the book when he found a DVD that made him freeze. It wasn't a professional DVD like the others, and it had no picture on the cover to suggest what went on in it. All it had to identify it was a date from a few months earlier and a few words written across it in red sharpie: Benji, Leroy, & Mark gang bang Emily. Smirking, Aidan looked up and pulled out the DVD, handing it to David who read the title, and smiled back at Aidan. Liam and Ben were too busy passing a pipe between them, having decided the bong was too cumbersome, and talking in hushed tones to notice Dave and Aidan's conspiratorial glances. It wasn't until the DVD was in and began to play that either of them even realized Aidan had picked one. Liam leaned forward to make it less obvious that he'd been whispering with the ripped ebony god on his right, and handed the pipe to his friend, only glancing momentarily at what was on the screen. Reaching for his bottle of water and taking a swig, he stopped mid gulp, slammed the bottle down on the table and stood up, spinning back to face the TV. "No no no no! No way man!" Liam protested, reaching for the remote on Dave.a far side, which the older guy was quick to snatch away and hold out of Liam's reach. "Come on Dave, we're not watching this shit, not with ABs, I mean Aidan here." "ABs?" Ben asked, taking the pipe from Aidan and showing no sign of worry that this DVD was showing. "It's my initials, A. B." Aidan said, catching the remote as Dave threw it over Liam's head, and holding it far from Liam as he came around the table for it. "Come on, 'Leroy' it's just a little video." "Fuck you Aidan," Liam said, missing his chance as Aidan tossed the remote back to Dave. "No chance am I gonna let you see me in this. Come on Benji, we can't let him see the... thing." "What thing?" curious, Aidan looked at the two men across the room, both of whom just laughed and dropped the subject. "We got at least an hour til then, more like two, I'll turn it off before that Leroy," Ben assured his friend. "I swear." "Fuck. Fine, whatever, but as soon as you-know-what starts, it goes off, deal?" Liam turned to both men and made them promise before returning to his seat. They'd all been so distracted trying to control the viewing, no one had been paying attention, so they were already a few minutes in. On the screen were Ben and Liam and some other guy, each lounging or sitting on the edge of a huge king size bed. All of them were naked except for boxers or briefs, and they were passing around the same pipe that Aidan was smoking right now, while they watched porn on a screen just outside the shot. If there was any doubt that the sound coming from the screen was porn playing, the hard ons that each of the three of them were displaying made it a sure thing. They shared the occasional comment about what was happening on screen and inquiring about the where abouts of Emily but mostly they stayed focused on hitting the pipe and groping themselves through their undies. Without warning Ben and the guy Aidan assumed was Mark decided enough was enough and they dropped their undies, letting their hard dicks pop out. Aidan gasped, making his fellow smokers laugh, when he got a peek at Ben's huge Dick. It was at least 10 inches long and uncut, with a tattoo around the base that he couldn't quite make out. Mark walked between Ben and the camera and Aidan almost gasped once more as he switched his focus to this guy's 9 inches of also uncut meat. Taking his first good look at the man, Aidan was surprised to see that Mark was latin, and probably about the same age as he was. Totally engrossed in checking out the two nude men in the film that he had all but forgotten Liam, he managed to remember just in time to look over and watch as Liam pulled off his own undies, and the familiar 8 inches of circumcised cock, that Aidan had handled just a week ago, was also free. Watching in a mix of horror and awe, Aidan sat dumbstruck as Liam sank to his knees and began jerking and licking the other two men's monster cocks. "See?" Liam said to Ben and Dave. "Aidan is freaked out, we should turn it off." Aidan almost agreed when a noise on the screen got Liam off his knees and back into bed while Ben pulled on some boxers (which Aidan would have sworn were Mark's) and disappeared off screen for a minute. Upon his return, he was followed by a beautiful girl with long, light brown curly hair, a gorgeous curvy tall body, a sweet innocent young face, and the cutest young voice. Aidan's cock jumped in his pants as she took a hit from the pipe while Ben removed his boxers, walked up behind her and began to undo her fly. Crawling across the bed, Mark and Liam met the two of them at the foot and started unbuttoning her shirt and taking turns kissing her while encouraging her to take more hits from the pipe. Now nude and getting progressively higher, Emily couldn't help but moan and giggle as three men took turns touching her in every sensitive area they could get to. "I gotta hit the head," Liam announced as he stood and left the room, poorly masking his discomfort over the public showing of his private group session. While he wanted to stick by his friend, Aidan was now in lust with the teenage bombshell on the screen and had no choice but to let the video unfold as Ben pushed her back on the bed and told her to suck Liam's cock while he and Mark took turns eating her out and sucking on her fits. In the real world, Ben was enjoying himself on screen, as was Dave, so the two of them didn't hesitate to undress and begin jacking. Looking over when he heard Ben's zipper coming down, Aidan gulped and turned back to the TV so he didn't have to face Ben's real life monster meat or the massively thick cut and pierced penis that Dave had revealed. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the men stroke themselves to full mast, and wondered what was taking Liam so long. A moan from the TV signaled the first penetration as Mark began to slide his thick Latin snake into Emily's shaved snatch, and Aidan couldn't help but reach down to feel his own cock. For a split second, panic swept over Aidan as he realized his cock was no longer hard, and, in fact, had shrunk to the smallest he'd ever felt it, at least in the past few years. Before he shouted for someone to call 911, Liam reappeared and seemed to know what was happening without even turning the corner entirely. "Dude, can you get us those Viagra tabs?" Liam's request made Ben groan and drop his Dick, turning his attention to the wood box where he kept his Tina stash. Seconds later he fished out two blue diamond-shaped pills, and tossed one to each of the guests. "Thanks man, I don't know about you ABs, but I got a serious case of Tina Dick and nothing helps get me up again like a little V." Tina Dick? Right, me too man." Pretending to be in the loop, Aidan realized that 'Tina dick' must refer to Tina making your cock soft. Swallowing the blue pill with a gulp of water, Aidan was grateful that he hadn't tried this with some girl and ended up thinking his Dick was broken. Returning his focus to the video, Aidan saw that something had distracted the guys on the screen and now it was just Liam and Emily laying bed smoking from the pipe, with Ben and Mark no where to be seen. Since the video had lost its appeal and Liam had distracted the real Ben, the party changed focus and Ben said he wanted something to eat. Asking if anyone else was hungry, Aidan was surprised to say no, even though it was now nearly 10pm and he hadn't eaten anything since having a granola bar before work. Too nervous to eat at lunch time, Aidan figured he'd get the munchies with Tina just like with weed and could eat once he was high, instead all he felt was horny as fuck, hotter than hell and thirstier than a fish on dry land. When he asked for something more to drink, Liam offered to get him something, and suggested Dave might like to show Aidan around the house in case he needed to find the kitchen or bathroom later. "My pleasure," Dave stood and towered over Liam and Aidan by a few inches, probably standing between 6'5 and 6'8. Even at that height, he and Ben were probably within an inch of each other, making Aidan wonder if Tina caused growth spurts. "follow me young master, and I'll see if we have something cooler for you to slip into." Walking and talking, Dave led Aidan first to the kitchen and powder room which were just off the entry hall past the living room. Between the other end of the kitchen and living room was a small dining room with an expensive cherry dining set. Cutting back across the kitchen, Dave pointed out the detached garage across the backyard before they crossed into the entry again, this time descending the stairs into the basement where Dave explained they spent a lot of time in the summer when it got this hot. The main area which Dave referred to as the rec room, was carpeted in what looked like orange shag that had survived there since the 70's with a couple black corduroy couches facing a flat screen that was almost as big as its friend upstairs, but didn't come with the surround sound speakers, various electronic devices and awesome entertainment center. It was mounted on the wall, above a blonde brick fireplace, with two long cords attaching it to a surge protector and simple DVD player from ten years ago. On the far wall was a sink and bar and a door that led up a small staircase and into the back yard. To the left of the stairs was a tight hall with three brown doors, one leading to a full bathroom that had a huge steam shower, one leading to a bedroom that was locked up tight, and one containing just enough space for a washer, dryer, drying rack, ironing board and a small chest of drawers. Reaching in to the top drawer, Dave retrieved a pair of blue shorts with yellow piping that looked like something magnum p.i. would have worn in the late 80's, a small green well worn t shirt, and a pair of cheap rubber flip flops. Aidan looked at the clothing and realized it was for him, which made him laugh a little as he declined to put it on. "Suit yourself," Dave shrugged and set the stuff on the dryer. "Just seems to me that you're sweating like a hog in your long sleeves and slacks, and those clothes will be ruined if you keep sweating like that." "I guess you have a point," Aidan smiled and picked up the shorts and tee, hoping Dave would move to the door. He didn't budge, obviously planning to watch the teen change. Resigned to the fact Dave wasn't gonna leave without a little peek, Aidan unbuckled his belt, undid his pants and let them drop to his feet, confident that his shirt hung low enough to cover his briefs. Pulling the shorts up his legs, he secured them over his butt and waist before unbuttoning his shirt. Looking up at Dave for the first time during the strip, he smiled to himself to see the beast of a man almost drooling over his fuzzy thighs and calves. Pulling his shirt down to just one arm, he swung it over his head and let it loose perfectly timed so it flew into Dave face. While he peeled away his undershirt, he listed as Dave took loud, long sniffs at the scent of his sweaty oxford. Donning the tight thread bare green tee, he pulled it down as far as it would go, but some flesh still showed between its hem and the waist of the ridiculously short shorts. "Damn you are hot boy," Dave complimented Aidan as he bent down to remove his socks and slip into the flip flops. A hard smack rang through the small room as Dave's palm hit Aidan's turned out ass cheek, causing the boy to yelp and jump up and out into the hallway. "Too bad you're straight. Well, shall I show you the rest of the house?" Up, up, up they went to the second story, peeking behind door after door to view the hall bathroom, linen closet, the guest room, an office with an expensive computer set up, and finally the master suite. Jaw agape, Aidan looked around the master and confirmed it was the room from the video, as Dave went past him to the master bath to empty the ol' garden hose. By the photos on the nightstand and dresser, Aidan realized this was Dave's room, which surprised him since he believed the house belonged to Ben. Opening the top drawer of the dresser, Aidan began pawing through leather harnesses, Velcro bondage cuffs, metal nipple clamps and various rubber and plastic toys. Glancing in the mirror to see what he'd look like in a leather collar, Aidan caught the reflection of Dave's pierced Dick as he emptied it into the toilet. With the light on and door wide open, Aidan couldn't help but stare as the man began stroking the cock while he peed. Closing his eyes, Aidan imagined getting to feel the massive pierced cock in his hands. He fantasized about stroking with Dave while the girl from the video suck them off. Reaching into his short shorts, Aidan could tell the Viagra was working as he was now fully erect and leaking into his briefs. He palmed his cock as the images in his head transformed and the girl on her knees became Liam, begging to suck Aidan's big cock until it exploded. He was so lost in his fantasy he didn't hear Dave finish in the bathroom and come up behind him. "thinking happy thoughts I see." Dave's voice was low and deep and his beard was soft and scratchy at the same time as it rubbed across Aidan's shoulder. Jumping at the feel of a rough manly hand joining his in his shorts, Aidan stopped jerking and pulled his hand free, where Dave caught it and moved it back against his own naked stiff penis. "Don't stop on my account. I promise not to tell your friend if you tell me what got you so hard." "Just picturing the girl from the video." Aidan spun out of Dave's grasp and dislodged the hand from his cock. "Wonder what's happening in the video, wanna see?" taking the steps two at a time, he bounded into the living room and almost ran over Liam. "There you are!" Liam handed Aidan the unopened bottle of Gatorade he'd brought for him. "I was looking for you to see if you wanted to try some ghb with me." "Sure, where? In the kitchen? Let's go." Pushing Liam ahead of him, Aidan led them through the living and dining room and into the kitchen so they wouldn't run into Dave as he made his way back from upstairs. Needing some time to cool off and get away from his molester, Aidan would probably have said yes to doing anything in the kitchen at that point, so he only half listened as Liam explained that ghb was kinda like drinking a ton of liquor or being roofied. "... Pretty much just helps to even you out so you're not too tweaked." Aidan caught just the end of Liam's explanation as Ben handed them each a shot glass. Looking at how little was in each one, Aidan realized how strong it must be, so it was no surprise that Liam was protesting to Ben about his being twice as full as Ben's or mine. "We made us a deal remember Leroy?" Ben winked at Liam, who turned and smiled half heartedly at Aidan before shrugging and downing his shot. The other two men followed suit, and Aidan gagged a little at how bad the taste was. Ripping the lid from his Gatorade, he swirled and gurgled a few gulps of Gatorade before he was sure he wouldn't Ralph, and then asked how long it would take to go into effect. "5 minutes or so, but we should go back into the living room and finish the movie." Ben led them towards the couches, but Aidan made an excuse that he needed to get his phone from his pants and take a leak, so he could avoid seeing Dave for another minute or two. "A'ight bro, just make sure to go through the kitchen to get back to the living room, cause people sometimes come to buy stuff and might be in the front hall and I doubt you want them seeing your ass in that shit." In the laundry room, Aidan felt guilty for avoiding Dave when he found his shirt and pants hung nicely on hangers. He decided to go right back up and apologize for being a freak, and figured it was too soon for anyone to be in the hall yet, so he went ahead and turned into the entry instead of going through the kitchen. Before he made the turn into the living room, what he saw stopped him dead in his tracks. On the couch in front of him was Liam, his arms pinned behind his back, his pants and briefs around his knees, with Ben on top of him, holding his arms with one hand while the other was busy trying to force a finger into the white boy's hole. "Please stop Benji! Aidan could be hack at any second!" Liam's pain and fear were undermined every time he tried to buck free and Ben's finger managed to get a little deeper in his ads, eliciting moans that betrayed his hunger for what was happening. "Stop before he sees me like this!" "That hitch is coming back through the kitchen and Dave is there to give us the signal before they come in here," Ben worked a second finger in Liam's asshole, making him cry out. "Besides, you and me made us a deal that I get to seed that pussy." "Not on your life Benji," Liam fought a little harder when Ben announced his intentions, which only drove his butt further onto the fingers. "I said I'd do what I did last time, which was suck you and Dave off and let Dave suck me off, nothing about fucking me." "Yo mouth may be saying it doesn't want to get that butt pounded," Ben started rhythmically thrusting his fingers in and out of Liam's hole, forcing sighs and moans to escape his lips. "but that ads is hungry for it, ain't it Leroy? Ain't it?" "No, please, uuuhhhhn, you'll rip my ass up," Liam collapsed onto the couch and Ben started to move up like he was going to mount Liam right then and there. Aidan was sickened, but found when he looked down, that his hands had pulled his big cock from its cotton prison, and were stroking for all they were worth. "That's the plan cunt boy." Ben pulled out his fingers, spit into his palm and rubbed it along his shaft, getting it up to its full length, looking bigger than earlier on the video. Aidan suddenly realized his friend was about to get raped, and the haze around him lifted just long enough to remember why he was doing this with a trusted friend: so neither of them would do something they didn't want to do. He turned down the hall and shoved his cock into his shorts and jogged down to the kitchen. "Ah, here's Aidan!" Dave called out, obviously trying to warn Liam and Ben. Shuffling and some curse words could be heard from the living room as Dave made small talk and tried to slow Aidan's progress back into the other room. By the time he made it to where he could see his friend, Liam was back in his briefs, but his pants were now around his ankles, and Ben was across the room in the leather recliner, stroking his massive uncut Dick like everything was normal. "Everything okay?" Aidan asked, sitting next to Liam and looking for signs that his friend needed help. "Yeah man, just waiting for your slow ass," Liam responded, smiling and elbowing Aidan, before leaning over and picking up the pipe to take a hit. Not believing what he was seeing Aidan sat stunned as he watched Liam chat with Ben and Dave like he had just almost been raped by the dealer's humongous uncut doing. Taking the pipe in his hands, he wondered if he imagined the whole thing. "Let's finish this bowl quick boy," Ben commanded as he took a hit. "After we finish it, Leroy promised to finish helping me with something downstairs, right Leroy? Gonna help me drain those pipes and take whatever comes out till they are empty, just like you promised?" "Sure Benji," Liam reached over and took the pipe, agreeing to let Ben fuck his hole under the pretext of plumbing, not even batting an eye. "I promised to help you snake that drain, and I will." Aidan was wide eyed and slack jawed as his friend handed him the pipe. Whether Liam was saying he wanted to get pounded or not, Aidan didn't know. All Aidan knew was a) he had to find a way to spy on Liam and Benji when they went downstairs, and he was hard as a rock imagining Liam getting fucked. To be continued in part 3... Included below are some photos that inspired me.

Europe is like another world when compared to America. The bathhouses that are worth seeing in the States are few and far between, maybe the Puritans screwed us over. In Europe those bathhouses are nearly all wonderlands of sexual deviancy and exhibitionism. No where is this more true than in Germany, my favorite hunting ground for hot, masculine, neg holes to fuck and fill with my poz seed. "Ah fuck, look who's come on back to good ole Munich for a visit," the man who spoke was naked beneath the small towel which barely concealed his perfect bubble butt. Most would look at the fine ass and mistake him for a bottom til you saw he was hung as a motherfuck and with a firm six-pack to boot this was one blonde-haired, blue-eyed devil that seduced countless neg holes to sit on his thick poisoned prick bare. "Don't look too surprised Vic, you know I can't resist the fuckable pink holes of Germans," I said grinning at a mustached daddy who sauntered on by. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in a nearby mirror the daddy passed, I was quite the opposite of the youthful adonis. My barrel chest was covered in a thick layer of fur with a muscled body gained from wrestling semi-pro. My sunkissed latin skin definitely made our differences even that much more stark, but it was these differences that gave me and Victor such an allure as partners-in-crime so to speak. Victor, or Vic as I liked to call him, was your classic Stealther. Seduce. Use. Move-On. He loved tallying up the amount of holes he has filled that were new. Me on the other hand, I liked a more aggressive approach, I ain't one to waste much time on words. After I came across Vic, I got him into my way of doing things along with his. "How about that one?" I inclined my chin just slightly in the direction of a sweet little brunette who walked with an unsteady gait in one of the darker hallways. He looked like he might have just come in from drinking or maybe he got fucked up on something while in the baths. "Yeah, I've been eyeing him awhile, hasn't messed around with anyone. Guy at the door says he's only 19," Vic smirked, and nudged me a bit in the side as he slunk off in the kid's direction, "I've got this one." I only shook my head with a knowing smirk and began to follow suit. It was hot seeing the lustful stares we got as we closed in on our target, but sometimes the easiest prey isn't what I always went for, but they could be next. I paused at a corner eyeing Vic who was only a few feet away. He had one hand against the wall leaning towards the kid. The kid had his back against the wall and a bashful but hopeful look on his face. I could just barely make out what they were saying despite the low pulsing techno beats playing in speakers overhead. "Want to come back to my room?" Vic asked tentatively. He sure wasn't wasting time. He pressed the young guy's hand to his already stiff fuck stick. The young guy licked his lips with excitement and glanced around furtively as though looking out for someone, but Vic wasn't one to have any attention off him and slid a single index finger with his free hand under the twink's chin to guide his gaze back to Vic's intense blue-eyes. "Sorry, I just am new to all this..." came the shy apology, "my friends convinced me to come, we were out drinking all night at the club and I just feel really out of it...but horny." "Well, my room isn't far off," Vic coaxed, "Maybe we can just talk a bit." I snorted to myself. That was all it took to get the twink off the wall and walking with Vic's strong hand pressed against the small of the guy's back guiding him into a dimly lit room with a large bed. A sling hung off to the side with a generic porno playing up top in the corner of the room. Vic pretended to close the door, so that I could watch for my cue through the crack. In just a few short moments he was already dropping his towel to the floor and patting a free spot on the bed as he instantly made himself at home looking casual and relaxed. He played with his dick as he eyed the teen. His large member moved freely between his thighs, the pendulum like movement of his massive cock was hypnotic and the boy walked trance like to join Vic's side, his towel sliding away as he reached the bed. "You're neg aren't you?" Vic opened casually. "Yes, but I only play safe," came the practiced response. If he had been looking at Vic's face instead of his crotch, the boy would have noticed a complete change in my friend's demeanor. Vic's eyes took on a hard predatory glint, a cat ready to pounce the mouse. The next few moments would leave our neg boy breathless, confused, and struggling to come to grips with what just happened to him. I relish in knowing that he'd wrestle somewhere between being pissed-off but turned on, hurt and clearly violated, yet all the while wanting more of what he was about to experience. Guys like him don't know how sexy their neg hole makes them or how hungry guys like us are to fill them...and those same guys are scared they'll love it when they find out. Maybe you're one of them? You just might find me hunting you down to fuck and fill you too. "I'm going to fuck you however I want boy," Vic whispered softly into the boy's ear as he pressed their bodies closer. He had been gently caressing and letting the kid fondle his prick but now the inviting flirtatious air was gone and in a fluid movement had our bottom lying on his back and his legs resting on Vic's shoulders, bare ass raised slightly off the bed as Vic leaned in sandwiching the kid between him and the bed. He was pinned and that is when I made my entrance. "I hope you're a fan of three-ways," I commented as dropped my towel onto the growing pile while ignoring the look of surprise. "Oh yeah, forgot to mention I have a hot buddy who's going to be fucking this hole of yours too," Vic laughed and began kissing the guy, I hadn't even seen him pull out the lube that now sat just behind Vic. He covered his cock quickly and was already pressing it into the boy roughly. He was resisting slightly, but soon the hole gave in and nearly half of Vic's thick dick went in instantaneously. A low muffled moan came from the unprepared boy who was still lip-locked with my buddy. Vic always said he thought a tongue down the throat was better than a hand over the mouth for making guys not scream when he plowed them. Vic paused for only a few seconds before sinking the rest of his nine incher down to the base. He pumped the boy's fuck hole a few more times before halting again briefly. I spit a nice wad of saliva just beneath where Vic's cock was so I could slide in to the hole after Vic made some room for me. Vic raised the boys hole higher into the air so I could slide myself underneath and then I pushed my cock against the boy's hole as I looked into his eyes. I think that's when he realized he was getting double fucked, and not just tag teamed. It was sweet watching him squint his eyes shut and moan pathetically knowing he couldn't stop my fat dick tearing into him too. This was my favorite way to stealth. I could see the excitement in how his body trembled. I could feel his fear in how his hole clenched, trying to resist. Then his acceptance as it relaxed and took the merciless rhythmic fucking we each gave. Best of all though was just being inside his boy hole and just knowing I was using him as a cum rag and would toss him away as soon I converted his little neg pussy. Vic and I traded going balls deep into him, the warmth of our cocks sliding against each other and the lube mixing with pre-cum was incredible. Vic's load was gushing down my cock before I knew it and I could feel it pulsating hard. He finally broke off the kissing to cry out in ecstasy as he threw his head back. "Oh fuck wait, you came in me?" the boy whined but his eyes went to rolling back inside his head within moments as I kept on drilling him and my buddy's load. I squeezed his thighs hard as I got close, spreading his legs further apart and getting that hole stretched as much as possible. "FUUUUUUCK!" I yelled and added my own poz jizz into the mix. My load quickly gushed up inside him and I popped him off my dick even before finishing all of it just to see it explode out his hole and all over his cheeks. Then shoved my entire dick back in him to the base once again and then quickly took the entire length of my fuck stick out once more to even more cum gushing out. He moaned uncontrollably and beat off cumming too. I left him there covered in cum and used and sore as I grabbed my towel. Vic already had his and was walking. "Guys...wait...you're neg right?" The boy didn't move, he just lie there panting still trying not to feel dizzy. "Sure kid," I said with a smile. Hope you enjoyed the story, special dedication to a fan who got in touch and enjoys how I get the "inspiration" that fuels my work. Here's to you Ready!

TWF Chapter 1 I started to think coming to this place was a bad idea. I didn’t get this feeling when we were telling two eyes staring out of a sliding peep hole in the door the password to get in, or when we were descending the rust metal spiral staircase into the darkness below. Nor when we stood in the dimly lite locker room that looked as if it was straight out of a horror movie. It wasn’t until I was standing in my frayed jock strap and combat boots on the makeshift viewing stands that enclosed an old wrestling ring. We, myself and my partner in crime Dan, were in the front row leaning on the wooden rail watching other men, dressed in jocks and boots just like us filling the stands. “What is this place,” I asked Dan. “You will see,” was his reply. The ring looked as if this was its last days and would soon be home in a dump. The ropes were unraveling and looked as if they would let someone fly out if they were hurled into them. The mat had worn spots all over and dark stains all around it, which I assumed was dried blood. What stood out the most to me was the huge black scorpion in the middle with a red plus sign in its stinger. “What’s the scorpion mean,” I asked Dan “You will see,” he replied again The stands was filling up quickly with men dressed in jocks and boots and soon the lights over the stand went out, casting darkness all around. The ring was soon flooded with bright lights, so focused on the ring that the stands were still shadowed in darkness. “Chasers and Gifters, welcome to the TWF:The Toxic Wrestling Federation. The line up tonight are going to be brutal. It’s going to be life changing. It’s going to keep you hard and leaking, wanting more and more” “Our first battle is between a twink who weighs maybe 20 pounds soaking wet and The Executioner. Our second match is a tag team match between a couple who have been together for twenty years and Dr. Death and Reaper” “Fuck we are in for a treat tonight” I heard someone say in the darkness behind me. I looked over at Dan, he was bent forward with his ass pushed back framed by the straps of his jock. The man behind him was slowly dragging his finger up and down his crack. I couldn’t believe it, Dan was shy about anything sexual when out but here he had a stranger stroking his crack. Dan reaches down and pulled a brown bottle from his sock, twisted off the cap causing a little hiss. He held it under his nose and inhaled deep. Seeing me watching he pulled me down until I was leaning on the railing and pushed the bottle under my nose. Having hit poppers before, I breathed deep and rode the rush. “Fuckers, entering the ring is our challenger, known as Twinky!” I watched as this short small framed guy enter the ring. He was no taller than five foot and was about a hundred pounds. He was super lean and completely smooth. He was dressed only in a skimpy posing strap like the ones bodybuilders wear. He was walking the ring pulling his posing strap up as he circled the ref, waving at the crowd of men. “And now fuckers entering the ring is our champion— The Executioner” My eyes widened and my mouth fell open as I watch a beast of a man enter the ring. He was massive! He towered over the twink by at least a foot and a half and out weighed him by a hundred fifty pounds! His muscles body was covered in tattoos which made every muscle look even bigger and every vein stand out! His face was half covered by an executioner’s mask, hence his name. My mouth started to water when I saw his crotch. He wore a jock so ragged that I could see most of his thick shaft. His pouch was so packed it was pushed out so far that when he turned to the side you could see his cock and balls. As he flexed his muscles, his cock would flex and push out more from his body. My hand slide down my abs and squeezed my own cock, as if my hand had a mind of its own. My other hand grabbed the brown bottle from Dan and took a deep hit. I felt the man behind me push himself against my back, his pouch against my naked ass. I turned to see but couldn’t make out much from the dark. “Just getting a better view” he whispered in my ear. I pushed my ass back and turned my gaze back to the ring. The ref had both contestants in the middle of the ring, I guess explaining the rules. I still couldn’t take my eyes off the Executioner. As he turn I looked directly into his dark eyes. As they locked I felt a chill run down my spine. His eyes looked dead inside. As I stared, he winked and then shot his middle finger in the air at me. I jumped a little, feeling the pouch against my ass bounce. My mind wondered - did he really lock eyes with me or was that just my imagination. I tried to blow it off, but felt that our eyes connected. Both men in the ring went to a corner as I shook off what I though just happen as the man behind me pushed his crotch into my bare ass. “So many men in this room lives will change tonight” he said in my ear. I focused my eyes forward. “Maybe I will get to change yours” he said in my ear again I could feel his cock expanding as it was nestled in my crack “I’ve help so many reluctant men, confused men, and men who didn’t have a clue what I was doing, change” “I’ve set countless free!” I could feel sweat forming on my body as I focused forward, eyes locked on the ring. A ding from the ringside bell echo in the room, but was quickly drowned out from the cheering crowd of men. The twink rushes out of his corner towards the Executioner, only to meet his forearm and slam backwards on the mat. Fuck, it was hard to watch as the boy clothesline himself! As he lay there on the mat, an evil grin formed on the face of the Executioner. Reaching down, his massive fist grabbed the boy by his hair and bring him to his feet. The suddenly the boy was lifted high above the Executioner’s head. The Executioner turn slowly to allow the crowd to see the boy. A blood curdling scream pieced the night as the boy was dropped to the mat, face first. I watched as the boy bounce and his nose hit the mat again and blood shot out onto the mat. It was a brutal move. The executioner moved to the boy’s feet, jumped high and landed flat on the boy’s back. His massive bulge slammed into the boys ass, his chest hit the back of the boy’s head and it went nose first into the mat. His exhaling, shot more blood from his nose. The ref dropped to the mat by the two and started counting slowly as he hit the mat by the boy’s head. As he got to nine the crowd started to go wild. The ref hit ten and announced the match was over. “You are going to love the next part,” Dan said to me. What more could they do to the twink?

Do you guys know of good motels or hotels in the Vancouver area (doesnt have to be van city proper) to host anon/open door/gang bangs? Ideally with easy room access and non intrusive staff - or just staff that dont care what's going on lol. Any tips would be appreciated!

Holy shit that was HOT @pozpuppy! You are awesome!

Don't know about Tea & Cake, maybe some Juice and a Crumpet.

Loooong vid of a lot of BBC drilling holes. Mmmmm... [think before following links] http://www.xvideos.com/video22483733/black_men_cumming_in_white_men_boi_pussy

My last load was in a motel room last night. Really didn't see what he looked like, since he asked to keep the lights off, and he only sent a dick pic on grindr. I only got to suck on it for a few minutes. He didn't waste anytime getting in my hole. One push and he was balls deep. After about 10 minutes of fucking, I could feel him squirting in me...a solid 10 pulses LOL. I cleaned him off and he left.

Absorb. Why as a bttm would you waste that load. The ONLY reason to push out is if another bttms mouth is on my hole waiting for the cum and then we share and swallow.

Chapter 12: *bloodbroTher shoTs* 💉💉 As my crix bellied jaundiced stud Todd's hot piss continued to stream into my mouth, most of which I was eagerly gulping down, with some spilling out and over my chin and down my torso I began to see an abrupt change in his face. The whites of his eyes that were Hep C yellow were now glowing red with his expression becoming more and more demonic looking as my confusion intensified. Was my Meth/G cocktail causing me to become confused and hallucinate ~ Or was I actually seeing this? After just a few minutes of fucking me, guy number three blew his t☢️xic load up my NEG-cunT, slapped my ASS, with guy number four lining up to take his turn. But, before he could, Todd bellowed; - PiG ... Get up! With four loads of diseased cum deposited into my cunT, my stomach receiving it's first dose of piss, and my body dripping in Meth/G sweat, and piss too, I stood up from my kneeling position in my what seemed to be a confused and hallucinating state. I was also now a bit wobbly on my legs. I held onto the sides of Todd's torso; - Someone seems to be enjoying themselves. For someone who 'WAS' a NEG-Virgin, say what, 30 minutes ago, you are one hell of a pro of a PiG. I think we should all show our appreciation with an official welcome to the 'group'. How about we treat you to a few fresh broTherhood shoTs? You like the sound of that PiG? I was already unable to reply. He let go of me and placed my hands on the back wall for support and left the stage, where several guys all at once jumped on, and my cunT was immediately penetrated with my mouth being impaled on a Dick. This new small group took it in turns to fuck me from both ends, as this stage-spit-roast kept me supported on my feet. Todd got together his two friends Chad and Ian. - I think you two would be perfect to officially welcome him into our group with our special combined shoTs of broTher blood and tina. - Fuck YEAH. Up for sharing my Syphilis with this cute piece of MeaT *Ian replied* - Upto it Chad? Chad replied without words, just a sinister depraved smirk. Ian had a recent diagnosis of Syphilis which seemed to makes his HIV viral load jump from around the 50k mark which he had been for just over a year, to a new 220k. However, Chad was much more advanced. Like Todd the whites of his eyes were also yellow as a result of a few geno-types of Hep C. However, what set him apart from everybody else, is he was supposed to have been carrying the aggressive CRF19 strain of HIV. With an exceptionally high Viral Load of 33 million, and a CD4 of 47 I would stand no chance of leaving the building tonight NEG if he fucked me. As I continued to get mauled on the stage, Todd oversaw the eventual end product of two syringes full of t☢️xic blood, AND meTh; broTherhood shoTs personalized for me ~ The NEG PiG! Ian who was a strong sports guy got onto the stage, and got everyone to step back and let go. He lifted me up, and carried me out of the bar / stage area, and on to 'Sling Room Number 1'. He lay me in the sling, restrained me by my ankles and wrists, blindfolded me, ball-gagged my mouth, put a tourniquet on each arm, and tightened up my nipple clamps. All the while he was PrEP'ing me, my personalized broTherhood shoTs lay on my chest. If my Lew back home wanted to stop me from becoming p☣️z, well, it was now way too laTe! With a huge swarm of parTy goers hovering around me, waiting to fuck the living deaTh into me, Todd picked up syringe number 1 with Ian's DNA and inserted the needle into my left arm. He picked up syringe number 2 with Chad's fuck off nasTy potenT DNA and in went that needle to my right arm. I received my first broTherhood shoT into my left arm. And right on cue the Techno Music that I was dancing to earlier when I gave my short lived show, and that had been playing since, the volume was cranked up so I couldn't hear any other external stimuli. I started my gradual high ascent to the top of this new high, on top of my old high. I guess you could say that thanks to Chad, I was now well and truly P☣️Z! A new virus in my bloodstream, already replicating, and fasT! ☣️☣️☣️🐷☣️☣️☣️

Part 47; Our Dark-Lord vanished in a flash, with Igor & Friedrich picking me up, and flying me back up to the mansion, and back inside via the plinth room window, dropping me into a heap on a few bales of hay that had been undone and scattered onto the floor by the St Andrew's cross. My Master from his armchair spoke; - The Doctor will be attending tomorrow my boy. Your evident raging fever needs attention. Oh no. I HOPE he won't be putting me through my paces again. I really did not feel like it. I really was ready to give my soul and just be done with it all. - Come to me Charlie, sit with your Master. I summoned up all my energy, and crawled over, and sat between his legs on the floor. He flopped his slippery EEL Dick over my shoulder and down my torso. In an exhausted trance like state I stroked it, and fingered his Gonnorhea pus laden wide urethral opening, and slowly ate the pus, groaning in a sleepy state. And again, that is the last thing I remember, as I fell asleep. The next thing I knew, I woke up in my Master's lair, his sleeping quarters, below the shower room / medical chamber. Where he slept which is where I awoke, had thick layers of hay. The floor was made of marble, all 4 walls of deep underground rock, with a mirrored ceiling. - Up you get Charlie, and place your hands on the wall over there, making sure you are a few steps away from the wall, arms stretched out, back arched out so your beautiful bubble ass sticks out. - Hail Master. yes Master. I felt him come near behind me, with his serpent tongue once again via his Demon mind and his EVIL realm flicking on and over and around my prostate. He knew exactly how to get me! He kept doing this, very slowly increasing the intensity, knowing that his work would have me literally BEGGING for his Goat-Beast EEL Dick. He kept on and on, with my groans, grunts and screams becoming ridiculously LOUD. I was SCREAMING his lair down, it certainly felt like it, and no man on earth could hear my cries of filThy SA6TA66NIC greedy faGGot-Fuck-PiG lust as my soul fell deeper into the pit of HELL! 🔥👺🔥👺🔥 - FUCK me my Master. Stick your long and thick slippery EEL Demon-Dick deep inside my nasTy meaTy boy-cunT. - Then you will now look upto the mirrored ceiling Charlie, and fix your gaze. Understood. - Hail Master. Yes my Master. I looked up to see my Master's Goat head in flames, and his long and thick slippery EEL Dick pointing at a right angle, straight towards my Bubble-ASS, and dripping it's filThy toxic Gonnorhoea pus. He placed the tip of his Demon shaft about 1 cm inside my gaping toy fuck-hole. It was most definitely GAPING now, with the amount of Demon Dick I had taken. And using his claws he slowly scratched down my back, and the sides to my torso, lusting over my sweet firm human flesh, even though my innocence was now long gone. He took hold of my waist, and looked upto the ceiling. His usual lifeless dull black eyes were a glowing Molten-Lava colour, He snarled, contorting his head, then plunged his EEL Dick DEEP inside. It had been a while, and he felt GREAT. I arched my ASS back against his beast of a Dick. - FUCK yes my Master. So wonderful to have you back inside me again. I NEED your dirTy filTh squirting inside of me once again. I NEED it. I was going to be getting what I NEED, and much more. He slowly fucked me, with long, hard, and slow POWERFUL strokes, resting for several seconds each time he was impaled deep inside of me. During those several seconds I would feel his Demon-Dick twitch. And I again for the first time in a while was getting a squirT of his deep green, rotten smelling oily filth deep inside my cunT at least once every single minute. Thus, it did not take long for my abdomen to become heavily distended, again! After he had HIS way with me, he plugged me with the Goat-Hoof butt plug, and ordered me to rest in his bed of hay. Distended, and plugged, I waddled to his sleeping area, and lay down. It did not take long for me to drift off. And from tonight, there were no more nightmares. And visits from the D-E-V-I-L stopped; For a very LONG LONG time at least. However, I still did not sleep very well as I kept waking up frequently, drenched in sweat as my raging what seemed to be sero-converting fever took it's grip. Morning soon came, and Sir came down to carry me up to the basement, leaving our Master to rest during daylight hours. Once on basement-ground level I saw the door to the medical chamber was slightly ajar. Sir carried me inside, to where Doctor Spike was already present, and instructed Sir to place me down on the stainless steel examination table. - NATAS. Close and Lock Medical Chamber Doors. SLAM! The computer responded; - Doors to Medical Chamber LOCKED. - Charlie, put your ankles in the stirrups, and wrists in the arm rests. - Okay. - NATAS. Lock in ankles to stirrups and Lock in wrists to arm rests. *CLICK* ... *CLICK* !! The computer responded; - Ankles and wrists 'Restrained & LOCKED'. - SO Charlie, we meet once again. Your Master tells me you have a nasTy Fever. We should investigate that. 'L', I want you to get that large stainless steel bucket from over there, unplug this boy's cunt, and collect his Master's dirTy cum. - Yes Doctor Stanis.

CHAPTER TWO THE SCARECROW I quickly backtracked and started exploring again. Screams and laugher all around.y mind wondered if the screams were from others getting trick or treats. I turned a corner and came face to face with the scarecrow. He wasn’t just a scarecrow, he was a scarecrow on steroids and that was an understatement. He was a muscled mutant! The old jeans were not only ripped all over but the rips were new rips in the thighs. His face was covered with a burlap hood, with very small eyes cut out and an evil face resembling the Rorschach test. “You the faggot sent by Grim?” I just nodded. “Want my venomous strain” Again I naively nodded and turned my back to him, bent over and lifted my shirt exposing my easy accessible hole. I heard rustling and assumed he was pulling out his cock. “Ready for my loaded weapon?” I stayed silent. He grabbed my hip with one hand and then he struck. He rammed his cock balls deep. He wasn’t hung but he was thick. “Got to make it hurt, when tricking a fag” I screamed again as my hole stretched to its limit and beyond. “That’s a good hole! Open up” He didn’t wait for me to get use to his thick cock, he pulled out and rammed back in causing me to scream again! He did this over and over. It was brutal, but I stayed there bent over taking it. “Oh fuck yeah. I got some pink jizz on the ridge of my head!” I started to worry if I was injured badly, but something kept me bent over getting rammed over and over my the scarecrow’s thick cock. “Gonna add my strain to the Reaper’s” His grip on my hips was vice like, I could feel his nails digging into my skin. He was rapidly fucking my hole. His hips were hitting my ass hard as he punched my hole with his thick cock. His breathing was getting fast and faster! “Got a weeks size load stored up for you faggot!” He pullover out again and rammed in, then started jack hammering my ass, pulling out until his head was just in and then pushed back in. “Unmediated load about to shoot deep” My mind was now spinning! These men were doing more than tucking me, they were trying to kill me. His grip tighten more as I tried to pull off his cock. “Oh no faggot, your not getting away! You’re going to take it” He rammed in and I could hear him moan as his load was shot deep in me. “Oh fuck yeah, I needed that” I felt sick to my stomach. I had just taken two poz loads from two men whose identity was hidden from me. And the Grim Reaper had intentionally scratched my insides. “Fuck faggot, your fate is sealed.” The scarecrow said, “find the werewolf “ He pulled out and started to walk away, pushing his cock back into his fly. “Man up fucker, give in to being a hole to twisted fuckers like us”

Chapter 3 “Are you” I asked “Don’t know yet, infection might take a while, might take multiple exposures” “So why not get as many injections to be sure” I said “Exactly “ The ref reentered the ring as the announcer come over the speakers “Alright fuckers, settle down. Hold those cocks up your asses and the bug deep. Our next match is about to begin” I watched as two men about forty years old and in decent shape entered the ring “This one is twisted as fuck even for me” continued the announcer. “Meet Scum” he said as one of the men stepped forward. “Scum here has bet his partners uninflected hole should they lose - that means both Dr Death and Reaper get to infect his partner” “Scum” looked shamelessly at the mat as his partners face drained of blood and when white as a ghost. He jumped the ropes and grabbed the mic “Once I am toxic I will breed my death up Scum’s hole as a pay per view” The crowd went wild! I bent over a bit more sticking my ass out more, as if I was advertising my openness to take more infected cock. Wasn’t long before fingers were exploding my hole. I decided to just keep my eyes on the ring. As the two men moved to their corner, one pissed as fuck, the announcer said “To challenge these men in sudden death match is Dr Death and Reaper!” I watched two more massive muscled men enter the ring. Each one nude. Their cocks were pumped with blood but not fully hard from the tight metal cockrings. Each one leaking already as if they know their cocks will be deep in a hole before the night is over. I felt a hot breath on the back of my neck which caused me to push back. “Craving the infection?” A voice asked Even before I could respond, I felt his big cock head push into my hole, I pushed back and it popped in and he quickly went balls deep. In the ring, Reaper was circling “Scum” who looked as if death was truly chasing him, Reaper reached out, grabbing “Scum’s” arm, pulling him in quickly and putting him in a head lock. They moved to the corner where Dr Death was waiting and playing with his cock. Once in reach Dr Death reached out, grabbed “Scum’s” trunks and ripped them off, then slapped his bare check. The ref moved them away from the corner and Reaper released “Scum” laughing at him, pointing at his soft little cock. “Scum” hurried to his corner and tagged the sacrificed partner. He jumped the ropes and lunged towards Reaper, who quickly moved aside and tripped him as he went by. The man went face first in the mat. Reaper didn’t wait and launched into the air and landed his elbow onto the man. He grabbed him, pulling him to his feet, launched him into the ropes, where he bounced off and across to the ropes opposite the first the. As he returned to the center only to be close-lined. Reaper then pulled off his trunks, exposing his hard cock. Grabbing it he lifted him back to his feet. As he staggered in center ring, Reaper back handed him across his chest, knocking him to the mat again. Dan reaches over and grabbed my cock as I was slowly getting fucker by an unknown man. “I want your last negative load” Dan said I looked over to see a man pull out of his hole and another ram in deep. I don’t know how many cocks or loads Dan had gotten but I know he didn’t care. In the ring, Reaper had pulled Scum’s sacrificed partner up off the mat and pushed him to the corner where Scum was waiting and was tagged in. Reaper quickly moved to Dr Death and tagged him in. Dr Death’s cock was raging and leaking a lot. He moved quickly, grabbing Scum by the hair and forcing him to his knees. He jabbed his leaking cock at Scum’s mouth hard and quick. Scum’s lips relented from the attack and parted. I watched Dr. Death’s cock slide balls deep into Scum’s mouth. His hands were against Dr. Death’s muscular thighs trying to push him out of his throat. “Choke the fucker!” yelled Scum’s partner, “Choke him out and you can have his ass” Dr Death push his hips harder against Scum’s face. From my angle in the stands I could see the fear in Scum’s eyes and the tears running down his checks. “Churning that load with my toxic pre-cum” a voice whispered from behind me. I kept looking at what was happening in the ring as I pushed back onto that cock deep in my hole as it drove into me. Dr. Death was now face fucking Scum as he gasps for air while the cock was out of his throat. “My balls are aching to shoot my venomous seed into you” I squeezed my hole around his cock as he fucked me harder. Desire for that poz load was a new thing for me. I used to avoid this plague, now I lost all inhibitions and I was wanting it, this load and more. Dr. Death was still brutally face fucking Scum, as his partner and Reaper looked on, each stroking their hard cocks. Scum was waving his arms about as if he was trying to fly way. “What say you” Dr. Death asked pulling his cock from Scums mouth. “We submit” Scum said in-between trying to catch his breath. “WE??” yelled Scum’s partner, “You mean you submit” Scum hung his head in shame and just nodded. Dr. Death twisted Scum around and pushed him face down onto the mat. Scum’s face had a look of surprise and horror. “This wasn’t what was suppose to happen,” he protested, “I’m a top” An evil laugh escaped Dr. Death as he dropped on top of Scum before he could try to get up. “A top my ass” Dr. Death said, “With that little dick, how would anyone know you were inside them.” Dr. Death spit in his hand and reach back and under him and wipe his spit on Scum’s hole. “Oh fuck I can’t hold back” the man behind me yelled and slammed in me. “Infect me” I pleaded. I could feel his cock pulse and my inside grew warmer as his load exploded from his cock, coating my insides. He slapped my ass as he was pulling out and I was squeezing my hole around it, milking it as it pulled out. I wasn’t empty long, as another unknown man stepped up and shoved his cock deep in me. In the ring, Dr. Death was lining up his toxic weapon with Scum’s hole, while holding a fist full of his hair to keep him from escaping. The crowd was again chanting “Breed his hole” over and over. Scum had a look of horror on his face with tears running down his face. He knew his fate. It was the fate that he was willing to inflict on his partner.

Chapter Two The ref slide out under the the bottom rope as the Executioner stood up. The twink was motionless in the mat. “Breed his hole” the crowd started the chant The Executioner grabbed the twin’s posing trunks off him with one yank. The material shredded and hung between the thick fingers of his hand. He brought the fabric to his nose and sniffed deep, then launched it in the air towards the crowd, as the chant got louder and louder. I looked over at Dan who was huffing the brown bottle. I slowly moved my gaze down his side. His ass was pushed out further as the man behind him slid his cock deep in him then back out. Both of them were watching the ring as if their fucking was automatic. “Your friend has giving in. Why don’t you” the man behind me said. I watched the ring frozen in my spot. The Executioner pulled the waist band of his jock and ripped it off himself. His massive cock jumped out and was growing. It was huge. I watched it grow to at least ten inches and as thick as fuck. His balls were just as huge, hanging low as the swung freely. A massive thud echoed in the room, louder than the chant as the Executioner dropped to his knees. Grabbing the twink’s ankles he spread the legs wide. His hand went high and slapped the white ass check of the twink, making him cry out. “Want you awake for this” growler the Executioner as he slapped the twink’s ass over and over. Fuck they had mic over the ring and it was broadcasting everything to the crowd of men. The Executioner’s hand rubbed the ass, slipping his finger tips into his ass. I watched his hand ride and flip the bird to the crown then the middle finger was rammed into the hole of the twink. A mixture of a scream and moan of pleasure escaped from the twink’s mouth as a huge drop of pre-cum dripped out of the massive cock between the Executioner’s legs. I could feel a cock head slowly moving up and down my crack as I focused on what was happening in the ring. I reached over to Dan’s hand for the brown bottle. Dan pulled me over so our heads were almost touching, then whispered in my ear: “Give in” I inhaled twice in both nostrils and held it in until I felt my lungs burning, and then slowly released. A felt a wet finger push against my hole. “That’s it buddy, open up and let me change your whole world” the man said from behind me. The Executioner had the base of his cock in his hand, squeezing it causing the head to go purple. The cock behind me was now against my hole, holding there. In the ring the Executioner lined up his cock with the twink’s hole. At the same time, the Executioner and the man behind me slammed their cocks into each of the holes. The crowd of men went wild as the Executioner started pumping his massive cock in and out of the moaning twink. His moans echoed the room as well as the smacking of flesh. My hole relaxed, allowing the unknown man to drive deep into me. My eyes were glued on the ring as I bit my lower lip. The Executioner pulled the twink up and hooked his arms under his ass and stood straight up, impaling the twink. He circled the ring as the twink bounced like a rag doll up and down on his cock. Drool was running down his chin mixing with the blood form his nose, running down onto his chest. As he turned, I could see how stretched his hole was around the massive cock. I reached down and freed my cock and balls from my jock’s pouch. The twink was being bounced up and down the length of the cock up his ass, as the Executioner’s balls bounced. “What do you want” growled the Executioner “I want your death” the twink moaned “As if you have a choice” The Executioner moved towards a corner and pinned the twink there. Grabbing his hips as his thrusts became harder and faster. The man behind me grabbed my hips and did the same. I could see the Executioner’s balls swinging as he thrusted his cock in and out of the twink’s hole. The twink’s eyes were rolled up back into his head from the pleasure of the massive cock deep in his hole. The crowd was going wild and started to chant “Breed him” over and over” With the mixture of blood, sweat, drool and some tears, he struggled to hold himself up as the Executioner moved his hands to his own nipples, pinching them and pulling them away from his body. The twink tried to use one hand to hold on and one to play with is small cock, that was bouncing with each thrust. The Executioner slap the twink’s ass and growl: “You are nothing but a loser hole and losers don’t get to play with their cocks” I felt the cock in my own hole thicken and get very hard as it thrusted in and out of my hole. He was pulling his cock out until the head was just inside my hole, then rammed it back in, causing my cock to bounce up against my abs. “Going to coat your insides with my toxic sludge” I kept my eyes on the Executioner as both he and the man tucking me quickened their thrusts. A deep growl could be heard coming from the ring. “He’s gonna infect him soon” Dan said to me “Just like I am going to infect you” the man said from behind me. Dan smiler evilly! The growl got louder and deeper as the Executioner rammed balled deep and then howled lifting his face up to the sky. The twink managed to smile showing his blood covered teeth as he was bred deep by the massive man behind him. Grabbing my hair the man behind me rammed in deep, as his cock jumped inside as his piss slit opened and emptied his balls. The Executioner picked the twink up, still impaled on his cock and carried him out of the ring and out of the room. The man behind me slowly pulled his cock out of my hole as I squeezed tightly around it. As soon as he was out he disappeared in to the crowd. “Welcome to the New World” Dan said I smiled “The deed is done, feel your body absorb the virus”

I eagerly licked out the cum from his ass and then kissed Eli. Another black man approached and I had Eli get on his knees to service him.. The black man totally took charge and fed him his cock forcefully down his throat.. I could see Eli struggling with it and he even tried to stop a few times to catch his breath, but whenever he stopped, the black man would smack him across his face.. Now I wasn't sure how either Eli or I would react to that but Eli took it as a cue to suck better and I took it as a cue to stroke my dick harder. This continued for a while, Eli sucking, gagging, and being slapped.. One other black guy cheered him on, telling the black man to teach him a lesson,, slap that faggot around, things like that. Then having had enough of the foreplay, he just stood Eli up and bent him over the couch.This guy must have been 6 3 240 or so, and practically made Eli disappear when he planted his cock inside his ass and threw his entire weight onto him. I could almost hear Eli gasping for air as the man's body smothered him. Then planting his two feet on the ground he began to thrust in and out.With me watching, knowing this was going to be the 2nd anonymous load of the night and I was there to see my boy take it. I kissed Eli and asked him if he was ready to take the black mans load.. He nodded yes but I told him he didn't hear you, so say it louder and Eli did.. "Give me that load.. Breed my ass" and soon after the black man let out a roar as he blasted his seed deep inside him.. He slapped him on his ass before leaving and told me you got some good boy there.. I thanked him and as he was putting his junk back in his pants, another black man came by and simply picked Eli up off the couch and dropped him on the floor to his knees.. The black man pulled down his pants and a thick 8 inch cock sprung out and up and he put it right up to Eli's face where he eagerly started slurping on it. This black man, was younger than the others.. Maybe Eli's age or younger, with a slender muscular build. He fucked Eli's face hard and I figured he might bust a nutt real soon.. He stopped suddenly turned around and planted his ass right in Eli's face. Eli didnt miss a beat and tongued that hole as deep as he could. Fucking that black ass with his tongue, and making love to it at the same time. After like 5 minutes of that, the black man turned around and told Eli to open his mouth.. He gave his cock a stroke or two more and shot an amazing load in Eli's mouth. Eli made sure he was done before swallowing the entire load.. I wanted a taste of it, even if only a dribble and tongued Eli's mouth with my own, swabbing his mouth for any cum that hadn't made it to his stomach. Was one black man still watching and he would be the next one to attempt to ruin Eli's ass. He was oldest of them all. Definitely homeless based on his appearance. The black guy must have been over70, gray beard, and a beautfiul thick uncut cock. He removed all his clothes and stood naked in the middle of the floor as Eli began to suck.. The man stood there and let Eli do the work. I could see he was totaly enjoying that white boy on his cock and I stood up next to the black man.. i rubbed and sucked on his nipples and leaned into his face and kissed him.. Tongues touching, I could taste the wine and beer on his breath. Which only made me kiss him deeper. I released my hold on his mouth only to tell him those magid words.. Breed my boy. He sat down on the couch, his black cock sticking straight up.. Eli mounted his hard member, facing both me and the two other white guys who were watching. As Eli sank his ass deep on to that raw cock. his own little white clit stood up straight.Some how I got on the floor, and moved my mouth and tongue on anything I could reach. Eli's cock, Elis balls, the black mans cock, the black mans balls.. I just wanted to taste as much as could and be up close to it all. As Eli rode his cock I could sense the man was close to breeding him and when he started to Eli just sat there and gobble up every bit of it.. I continued to lick away, feeling the taste of the mans cum dribble out of Eli's ass and into my mouth. Eli dismounted and sat on the couch, smiling at me.. Could this be the same boy I had just had sunday dinner with at his parents.. lol boy I wish they could see him now As the black man got off of the couch, I quickly layed Eli down on the couch on his back. I climbed up between his legs and lifted them.. I pushed my raw cock into his well lubed ass and fucked him . Leaning into kiss him deeply and tell him how much I loved him aas I gave him yet one more load on the evening. Another man, a chubby latino guy, stroked his uncut cock above Eli's face until Eli took it in his mouth.. As the latino shot his load into Eli's mouth, I unloaded in his ass. Then collapsing on top of him for what seemed hours. Let's go home I said.

I know i have been filmed while ive been blindfolded for anon sessions. Haven't found any online yet - kinda terrified i do, but also kinda want to find some too.... Conflicted lol! I do love the idea.... and i know if a guys got his raw cock in my ass then pulls out his phone to film it - i aint stopping him lol - just keep fucking me and let me earn that load!

I fucked a guy this weekend dry. I hooked up with him using fabguys and I was very horny. We played for a bit and I eat his hole. Funnily he then came which was rather sudden and I think he thought our now very quick session was over. However I had a different thought, I scooped up his cum, rubbed it on my rock hard dick and his hole and used it as lube as I slammed it up his arse. With his legs on my shoulders I fucked him hard and deep. He mumbled something about not being fucked and his wife would be due back, I just ploughed on as I needed to cum. I kept going until I unloaded. I’m not sure if he wanted to be fucked or even fucked raw but he now was with my load trickling out of his arse. I put my cock back in my shorts and sat back on the sofa. At which point I heard keys in the door and the fellas wife walked in the house. “Oh you must be phils mate from work” she asked. Phil looked horrified as he told me he was called ian but I calmly said “yeah, you know Phil, always on the job”. She offered me a cup of tea but I declined and made some dumb excuse about needing to get back to sort out my car. I quickly left, got in my car and drove off. Funnily I have now been blocked by “Ian” but my dna May still be in him 🤔😈😈

I can't answer that for you, but it seems pointless to try and put yourself in someone's shoes who is so radically different from you (you seem like a very kind soul), say, Dahmer, for example, and then to contrive a causal explanation for their behavior based on that 'empathic positioning'. Or to speculate about what a sadistic sex offender's 'real needs' might be. It also seems unlikely that we could have 'healed' Dahmer if only we had understood things from his point of view, as you seemed to be hinting at. If i remember correctly, he was diagnosed with psychopathy - not a curable condition. Maybe you don't like to see the darker places that exist in the world. But I think two more points about stealthing are worth pointing out: On the one hand, it is a fringe behavior within what might be called 'mainstream' barebacking subculture that has the risky potential, because of its extreme nature, to lead to the entire barebacking community to being stigmatized and pathologized. If you like to see an example of this maybe check out the work of the arguably homophobic (though unintentionally) health researcher Michele Crossley, whose work reads like bareback is a nasty cancer to be eliminated ('healed') from an otherwise healthy body of gay males. For her, much like you seem to believe, the men engaging in these behaviors do so because they are compelled to by pathological narratives in gay culture (and not because of any psychological or biological causes), a very popular view in the social sciences. I disagree with it ; biological (genetic) and personality factors are just as important in sexuality as cultural ones. On the other hand tho, people who engage in this fringe behavior might come to places as this one for inspiration, confirmation or whatever. Some might have stealthing fantasies and wonder if it's normal. The discussion above seems to suggest that extreme sadistic fantasies are exclusive to psychopaths or serial killers. This is an exaggeration. According to many psychiatrists, normal people have violent unconscious fantasies and as long as they don't occur in obsessive or psychotic ways they don't mean you're sick if you have them. Hurting someone in your fantasy is not quite the same as doing it in real life. Declaring otherwise can have nasty effects. Poz gay men are stigmatized within the gay community and poz barebackers are stigmatized even within the poz gay community. Now, poz gay men who are stealthers are stigmatized even within the barebacking 'mainstream'. The effect of putting anything that has to do with stealthing into the Jeffrey Dahmer category should be obvious to the reader by now. Someone with stealth fantasies could flip several ways in such a scenario, such as reject, hide, deny those fantasies, or accept the stigmatized / spoiled identity offered to him. Both seem to have bad consequences.

Damn, i enjoy your posts, the thought and consideration you put into them and how well you articulate. i have a disposition, maybe a flaw?, where i almost refuse to see anyone as unredeemable. It's hard for me to think of anyone as purely evil (not saying you are inferring "purely evil," i am... and that is admittedly emotional, not necessarily rational on my part). So, it's probably my way of offering that type of stealther an out to say they are "looking for a relationship...." Not activly "looking," eh? lol. i tend to see most "evil" as inadvertent and a result of immaturity vs malicious intent. i know, i could be wrong though. It's just hard for me to imagine a person who is willingly malicious without them having some sort of wound themselves? i see the "advantage over another" that is achieved in such acts as illusionary. On the other hand, there are guys like me who want to be "marked" by another guy, but it is very different in that my offer of myself is a gift given, like a canvas for a creative top to 'mark', paint on. For me, that can speak of a deep (mutual) bond, not abuse. It's an expression of yin/yang. In that vein, to me, the guy who "stealths" (in the way we are speaking), lacks the insight and skill of maturity to get what he really needs, which is the 'yin' to his 'yang,' so he just ignorantly tries to create a facsimile rather than going about it the 'right' way.

Nicely put man and I admire you're candor, but I disagree with you're notion of stealthers "looking for, a relationship where they can act without having to ask permission" From what I've seen and heard. It's simply about control, power and degradation. If you truly wanted a relationship you will be upfront about your status. Why hide that you're positive? Yes it may scare prospective subs away but it will be a test to weed out the true and deserving. You only hide because you know it give you an advantage over another. It's no different than why people tag buildings or why animals you use urine to mark their territory, it's a stealthers way of putting a mark on a person. Marking and knowing that they have defiled a person. That form of power is very intoxicating especially when the bottom does not know. They have fundamentally turned them into a fool.

it's so hot being poz and has turned me into a total slut cumdump. My goal is to become totally toxic and filled with all STD's! '

10 years in the Army taught me a few things about going down on the straight guys. Whatever you do, don't start talking specifically to them about you sucking his cock. If a guy gets into a discussion about him actually even receiving that can start raising the queer feeling and he will bolt. Most effective situation for me was watching some porn and magazines. I'd get hard, walk around with a bulge; it's all kind of normal and expected. If the situation is right, this is usually after a few times with a guy(s), I'd reach in my pants and start rubbing my cock. Then I ask if it's cool if I just jerk one out. If the guy(s) have a few drinks in them, they usually say NP. When things get to the circle jerk phase, I bring up a conversation about one time this guy tried to suck my cock in a men's room.........from there I see how the conversation progresses. Worked pretty well for 10 years in the Army. Once you get one, they do tend to come back. Just never use words or allude to what's going on. Now a days, my regular cocks are all married straight guys that I strike up a conversation with at local bar. I live in a tourist area and these married guys do let their guard down. Just like on cruises. I find it easier to do when their wife heads to the restroom. I just mention that he must be looking forward to fucking her that night and usually they come back with she's not in the mood etc. I'll look around the bar and see two guys. I'll mention to the married guy that those two guys don't have to worry about a woman's mood. Mention that gay guys have it so easy and don't have mood swings to deal with. How he responds about two guys together, gives a good indication of what's possible. Just last Friday used this formula and ended up blowin the guy in the men's room. Now each day he's texting for a quick release.

Might have been before I started cheating. But now I love variety. New guys. New cocks. New experiences. When bf finds out there might be promise of stopping but not intention. Love it too much.

Craigslist ad I posted seeking a trucker did it's job tonight. He replied and I headed to truck stop 5 minutes from my place. We agreed to meet by main entrance, and as I was standing there smoking a silver haired hot daddy walked up and asked me if I was Mike (name I gave him from CL). He was 60ish, about 6-2, thin build, and a big salt and pepper stache. I didnt ask about wedding ring he was wearing. We chatted a bit then headed to his truck. I went right to passenger door and hopped in like I was a codriver (he made sure I did this so not to look suspicious to others). We both got in back and I followed his lead getting naked. He was more relaxed than me, and after rubbing my chest and belly a while he sat on my chest and had me lick his ball sack. His cock got hard fast with me doing this. He had a thinner cock, but at least 8" long and uncut. He rubbed the head on my lips so I opened up and let him slow fuck my mouth a while. My cock was dripping and he reached behind him and started stroking it. I was in heaven. Finally he had me roll over, laid on top of me and started sliding his tool between my ass cheeks. Between my saliva and his precum my whole crack was well lubed. The tension kept building as he did this, and finally I begged him to put it in me. He backed onto his knees and I back right up to his cock. He worked his cock in my hole slowly, and keep a slow stroke going for about 10 minutes before he came. No warning or noise, just one last inward thrust and he seeded me. I lay back down and he stayed on top inside me. He gave a few more strokes before going soft and rolled off me. We just laid there a while. He fingered my hole and spread his seed around my crack. I was in heaven and was all too happy to roll over so he could blow me a while. Before I came he stopped and lifted my legs up and said he was gonna fuck me again. He slid in in one push and pounded my hole alot harder this time. The angle had his cockhead hitting my prostate and I came after like a minute of him fucking me like this. I shot all over my belly and chest. He must have liked the show cuz he came as I was finishing, grunting on top of me as he shot his second load in my ass. It was hot as fuck. We both had a smoke and then I left. He has my cell number so he can call me next time he's near. Damn these truckers get me going.

Part 9 It didn't take long for my boss and me to get to my place where, once he found a parking spot, he met me outside of the building’s door. His cock was hard in his shorts, tenting outwards. He wasn't even trying to hide it, and he was all over me before we could get inside the building, sticking his hand down the back of my shorts, his fingers prying open my crack, fingering my hole. We moved almost in tandem as we moved to my apartment door. I had a hard time getting the key into the lock, as he was trying to take my shorts off. I had to keep pulling them back up. I was afraid he would just fuck me against my door. I was soon able to get the key in, unlocked and door open. As we moved in, we stumbled with the result I landed flat on the floor, on my stomach, my boss top of me, his hard cock stabbing me in the butt. Pulling the back of my shorts down, he liberated his massive cock and rammed it up my hole as he anchored his hand over my mouth to suppress my moans. Fortunately I could see the front door was closed. His hips were raising up and down, pumping his cock in and out of my hole, remarking as he did so, “Force -fucking that Marine’s ass has made me so fucking horny," as he slammed his cock in my ass, over and over, faster and faster, adding “I feel alive again, each time I pass my strain to someone against his will.” His balls were bouncing off my ass as he rammed inside me. His breathing was increasing in speed. His grunts louder and louder as he exclaimed “Oh fuck, I'm going to blow in you hole!” Just then someone banged on my door, hard and fast. Not to be put off, however, my boss responded “Go the fuck away, asshole.” “You fags need to quiet down or knock it off.” Without missing a beat my boss retorted “Go the fuck away or I will give you my horse cock next, fucker,” as he continued fucking my ass as a noisy, furious pace, with the result my body was banging against the floor, creating rhythmic, loud thuds. Fortunately this didn't last all that long as, after only a minute or so of extreme fucking, my boss pushed in balls-deep, blowing his load in the furthermost recesses of my hole, collapsing on my back as his balls drained. “Oh fuck that was hot," he grunted as he rolled off. Another round of banging commenced. “I got this” my boss, rising to his feet and padding to the door, all but stark naked, his cock and balls still very much erect, and slimy with cum and ass juices. Yanking open the door my boss snarled “You got a problem asshole?” at the very, very surprised man who was standing in the hallway. “Um, uh, uh, uh, no” the man stuttered seeing my boss’s cock. “You banging on the door, cuz you want my cock too” he said. “Well, no,” he said bashfully, “just other people could hear.” “Your crotch is saying something different,” my boss said grabbing the man’s hard cock through his shorts. “Danny, get in here and drop you pants,” I ordered, recognizing my neighbor. Not giving him a chance to back out, my boss pulled him into the room and shut the door. “You know him?” my boss asked me. “Yeah, he's my neighbor and has been trying to get in my pants since I moved in.” “He needs to be taught a lesson,” my boss said. “No Sir, I'm good,” Danny replied. “I'm not,” my boss responded. "Drop you pants and bend over the arm of the sofa.” Danny looked at my boss as if he was crazy. “DO IT NOW FUCKER,” my boss yelled. That did the trick. Danny jumped in startlement, opened his pants and dropped them around his ankles. He was quiet as he moved to the sofa and bent over the arm. My boss stripped out of his shorts and moved closer to Danny. Evaluating the situation he turned to me and commanded “Spit on his hole.” Rising to my feet, I moved behind Danny, knelt down, and spread his smooth ass cheeks, in the process exposing his hole, thinking as I did so, 'Even if Danny is a bit of an asshole and even if he's very pushy about getting up my ass, he did have a sexy ass and a hot little hole'. I spit again and reached under him and pulled his hard cock and balls back. Surprisingly he was hung and thick. I moved up to his head and sat down. “I've never been fucked before” he said. “He will take it easy,” I said, “plus your first time is better with a big cock. The small ones hurt more” My boss had moved behind Danny and was rubbing his cock up and down his crack. I watched spit drop from his mouth onto his cock. He continued to rub Danny’s crack, mixing some of his cum and his and mine spit together. “Breath in deep and push your hole out,” my boss said, “I will be gentle," as he pushed the head of his horse cock against Danny’s hole. Danny moaned a little, especially when my boss' cock head popped into Danny's hole and my boss stopped pushing. “Relax. buddy,” I said to Danny. By this point Danny’s eyes were closed. The boss started to push his cock in more, about a quarter of his shaft. “So tight” he said. Danny moaned as the boss pushed in more. I knelt in front of Danny's face, rubbing my cock head against his lips. His tongue moved out to taste the cock snot I had left on his lips. “You've wanted my cock for a while, suck me and take my boss's cock” “I get your ass soon” Danny said The boss pushed his cock the rest of the way in, as my cock head popped into his mouth. The boss waited giving Danny a moment to adjust to the thick hard cock in his hole. He was now focused on sucking my cock. The boss pulled out some and pushed in, slowly and just small movements. Danny moaned around my cock, and I nodded to my boss. He pulled out more and slide back in, he was increasing the distance he pulled out each time until his cock was pulled out until his head was only in, then pushed back in. Danny grabbed the base of my cock and pulled it out asking “He's using a condom, right?” “Of course,” I lied in response. Danny tried to reach back to feel the boss’s cock, but I pulled his hand back to my ass, urging “Trust me Danny, it's on his cock” I said. "Play with my hole.” My boss began to increase his speed, fucking faster and faster as I did the same to Danny’s mouth, pushing in balls-deep to make Danny gag. My boss, meanwhile, was really pumping Danny's ass hard and fast, holding Danny's hips in an iron grasp. “Get ready Danny, I'm about to give it to you,” my boss said. With my cock in his mouth, he couldn't speak. I could feel the urge to shoot creeping up. I was determined to shoot my load down his throat. I wrapped my arms around his head and started to fuck his mouth in short stabbing motions. “Here it comes,” my boss announced as he slammed his cock deep into Danny’s ass, deeply seeding his hole. Perhaps the highest praise was when my boss slowly pulled out, remarking with price "That hole is fuckin' gaping, now." Knowing my boss was stealthing Danny's hole was enough to take me to and beyond the edge - as my cock started shooting down Danny's throat, causing him to cough, especially when the first two or three volley of cum shot against the back of his throat. Sensing the session was over, at least for the time, I withdrew my cock from Danny's mouth, whereupon he asked "Can I go now?” My boss and I both nodded, although, as Danny left, an evil grin came across my boss's face. He pointed down to his cock, which was hanging soft over his balls. It was covered with a pink goo, blood mixed with his cum. Danny's life was going to change. “I need to go,” my boss said pulling on his shorts. “Thanks for the load,” I said. “I want to meet with you tomorrow at ten, my office,” he said “Yes sir.” “Be ready for anything, understand,” he said walking out the door.

Part 8 I got up bright and early on Monday had to make sure that I was ready for anything when I met my boss at the motel. I even left early to make sure I was there on time. The sun was still not up when I arrived at the motel. The place looked empty. I didn’t even go to the office to see if lucky room thirteen was available. I just went to the back and parked, just to the left of the door to the room. I turned off my car and just sat there in the dark. I scanned the darkness for any movement or sign of life, as time ticked away slowly. I was there in my car a good fifteen minutes, when lights started to brighten the parking lot. I was thinking it was my boss, but when the car parked, I could tell it wasn’t The car was beat up, looking like it was being held together with bond-o and duct tape. I slid down a little in my seat, trying to conceal myself, as the door opened and the Marine stepped out. He staggered a bit, looks like he was a little drunk. Hell this helps with the plan. I watched him move to room fourteen. He opened the door and went in, except he didn’t close the door properly. I could see a thin line of light between the door and the door frame. More lights brightened the parking lot, as my boss’s SUV made it’s way in. He parked next to me and got out. He was wearing only gym shorts, tank top and shoes. I could just make out his cock flopping inside his shorts as he walked to my car. “Morning," he greeted. “Morning.” “You ready to rape a Marine?” he asked with an absolutely evil smile. “Fuck yeah,” I answered, grabbing my dick in my shorts. “Now we just need to find him,” my boss said. “Oh that’s easy. He’s in room fourteen, slightly drunk and the door isn’t closed.” “Damn, it’s like he wants to get raped.” I got out and walked with my boss to room fourteen. The door was ajar, and gave way with a loud squeak when my boss pushed on it. I looked in and saw the Marine on the bed, face down in his white briefs. Shit, it was getting too easy with this fucker. We quickly and silently opened the door more, just enough to get in and then shut it. I could hear the Marine snoring on the bed, he was facing us, eyes closed. My boss moved to the bed and found one of the Marine’s socks next to his boots. He picked it up and placed it by the Marine’s head. “Straddle his back and sit facing his head.” my boss instructed me in a whisper. I nodded in understanding when he quietly added “He’s going to scream when I ram my cock deep into his ass. Shove the sock in and hold your hand over his mouth.” My boss pulled his shorts down and stepped out of them, leaving his shoes on. His monster cock was already hard and leaking pre-cum. I quietly dropped some spit on his head, just to help him get inside the Marine’s hole. We got on the bed, gently and silently. The Marine mumbled in his drunken slumber and moved a bit, but stayed on his stomach. When my boss nodded again, we both moved quickly and straddled his body. I could hear the seat of his underwear being ripped open. I glanced over my shoulder to see that my boss had torn a hole in his underwear, a little bigger than his cock. He was already positioned his head against his hole. Grabbing the sock, I nodded to my boss, signaling to him that I was ready. My boss rammed his cock into the Marine’s hole, hard and fast. I had my knees locked on his arms so he could not fight back. His eyes opened quickly and he let out a blood curdling scream. I jammed his nasty sock into his mouth and put both of my hands over it. I pushed my weight onto his back. I could feel the Marine’s body thrusting forward as my boss rammed his cock in and out of the Marine’s hole. “AIDS kills,” I said to the Marine, “and we're gonna give you AIDS right now.” I could hear the muffled scream coming from behind his sock. Panic was setting in, which caused him to try and fight me off. With out warning my boss, punched him in the side, which made him stop moving. “Seeing me get infected the first time made you get off, now it’s time you get what you really want.” “I don’t want it,” the Marine replied in a somewhat muffled and frantic voice. “I heard you say you wanted it,” I said to him. “I didn’t,” he clearly replied, even through his sock and my hands. “I heard, ‘I want AIDS’ every time you told me that AIDS kills” I said to him. My boss was grunting as he rammed his cock in deep. He was ramming his cock in harder and harder. “Ripped his ass open,” my boss said, “he’s got a pink polka dot on his underwear now.” I laughed in the Marine’s ear as I murmured “Now the virus has an entry into your blood. Almost certainly you now are HIV poz, and actual AIDS is just around the corner." I felt something wet against the side of my hands. He was crying. “Suffer the consequences of your words,” my boss grunted. Part of me was feeling sorry for him, but the anger from hearing his words over powered those emotions. “Getting close,” my boss remarked. “Your hole is about to be flooded with the HIV virus," I intimately whispered in his ear. “Can’t hold it,” my boss exclaimed, thoroughly proud of himself. “You are going to feel that AIDS load hit your insides." My boss rammed in deep and was grunting. I could tell his load was pumping out of his cock and into the Marine’s insides. “Can you feel it, fucker, can you feel his AIDS?" I asked the defeated Marine. The only response I received was the sound of his sobs. When my boss withdrew and stepped out of the way, I jumped to my feet, slipped off my shorts, and took my boss' position, my crotch straddling his legs, his underwear wet with sweat, cum and blood, a real pretty shade of pink, with bright red flecks of blood in abundance. Fortunately my boss was holding the Marine down, and covering his mouth, as I was pre-occupied with lining my dick up with his hole and making my entrance. “We don’t know if he is or isn't carrying AIDS," my boss explained, "but he’s going to load you up anyway.” I could feel my boss' load inside the Marine’s hole. Between the blood, ass juice and cum his hole was slippery. I started to pull my cock out of his hole and ram it right back in. My boss’s hairy ass was so close to my face. I could smell the musk coming off it. It was intoxicating. “He’s pushing the AIDS load in deep,” my boss explained. “You know, Boss, the Marines won’t want this guy's ass now. They'll kick him out.” “Fuck yeah.” I fucked his ass harder and harder. I could feel his body being pushed into the mattress as I slammed into his hole. I grunted loudly each time I slammed into him. I knew I would not last long inside his ass. “Going to blow soon” I announced. “You heard that fucker? You’re about to get another load of AIDS cum,” my boss said. The Marine sobbed louder and louder. I slammed into his hole and my cock started to twitch and pulse as my load shot out. As I was shooting into the Marine’s hole, I was slowly moving my cock in and out, mixing the loads and possibly the strains. Once done I pulled out and wiped my cock on his briefs. “You get off this bed before we leave, you will regret it even more,” my boss warned. I was already pulling on my shorts as my boss got up. I grabbed his off the floor and handed them to him. As he put them on he said to the Marine “Report this and you'll suffer more consequences.” The only response was deeper and louder sobs. “Not so tough now, are you?” I asked with sadistic pleasure. We moved out of the room as he sobbed more on the bed. We pulled the door shut tight. “Glad to see you taught that fucker a lesson” a voice said in the dark. We looked over to the corner of the building and saw a man standing there, smoking a cigarette. “He harassed everyone that comes to the motel for some fun” he said, “can’t kick him out, he’s the son of a man who’s friends with the owner.” Shit I thought we were caught. My boss just stood there, looking at the man. “Don’t worry, they both hate him, plus I didn’t see you two here this morning” I felt some relief. At least we had someone on our side if he turned us in. “I’m sure the rest of the clientele will be happy that he got what he deserved. Hell the hookers would not touch him, not even for five times the going rate.” “Thanks,” said my boss. The man nodded and walked away. I got in my car and headed out. My cell phone rang a short time later. It was my boss, so I answered before the third ring. “You live alone right?” he asked. “Yes, Sir." “I’ll follow you. My cock is rock hard again,” he explained.

Part 7 The rest of the week went by uneventful. I wasn’t called back into my boss’s office the day after getting pozzed by the client, so I guess he was happy with that meeting. Friday came and I knew I had a standing appointment with the boss at the sleazy hotel. After work I headed home and got ready, had a couple of cocktails to help relax me. Time slipped by quickly and I headed out. I got the the hotel with about five minutes to spare. Parking, I noticed that the lot was fuller than it normally was, which led me to wonder if he had some guests with him. As I got out and headed to the door, I saw the Marine again. “Damn faggot, you can’t get enough cock huh" he yelled at me. I just put my head down and moved to the door. Suddenly, I felt his hot breathe on my neck. “Don’t you remember what I said last time, faggot?” he asked. I nodded. “Tell me then.” “AIDS kills.” He started walking away laughing. I knocked on the motel room door and waited, over come with shame. What I was doing, whoring my ass to all these poz men? My boss opened the door and motioned for me to come in. “I was wondering if you had forgotten about our meeting,” he remarked. “No, not at all, Sir. I was held up in a bit of traffic,” I answered, even as I knew I was lying to him. He was already naked. I watched his furry ass as he walked to the bed. I immediately was hard in my pants. He turned as sat on the corner of the bed, balls hanging as his cock started to twitch to life. I started to undress, slowly removing each piece of clothing I was wearing. Once I was naked, I walked over to him, my cock pointing the way. With out words, I dropped to my knees, between his open legs. His cock felt heavy in my hands as I gripped it around the base with both. I could feel his eyes on me as I lifted the engorged head to my mouth. Stretching out my tongue, I licked the head of this cock, slowly, savoring the musk, a mixture of crotch sweat, piss and pre-cum. As I cleaned his cock, the head began to pump more pre-cum out of his piss slit. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and slowly took the head in, wrapping my lips around the spot where the shaft meets the ridge of his cock head. I sucked just a little, not moving, just sucking a little as if his cock was a massive straw. Pre-cum oozed out and coated my tongue. My mouth began to produce a large amount of spit, that mixed with my bosses pre-cum. I could feel his hips more, thrusting towards me as I teased the head of his cock. He was moaning. “Suck me please,” he begged me. I slowly push my lips a bit further down his shaft, until I felt his cock head hit the back of my throat. I slowly moved back, licking the under part of this cock with my tongue as it slid out of my mouth. I could see that his cock was wet from spit just shy of half way. I slid my mouth back down is cock, then pulled back when he hit the back of my throat again. I repeated this over and over, picking up more speed as I did. He was thrusting his hips more, forcing his cock into my mouth more. The head popped into my mouth. Feeling this, he pushed more causing more of his shaft to slide into my mouth, until I was nose deep in his crotch hair. He placed his hands on the top of my head and pulled me off of his cock, which was coated with thick spit from my throat. “Only one other man has ever done that” he said, “Mr Meeks.” “No shit” I exclaimed in genuine surprise. “Furthermore, I am part of him, just as I am now part of you,” he continued. Holy shit, my boss infected Mr. Meeks. I was shocked. Both were married men and both were poz. “I'm part of twelve men now, with you being the twelfth." “I’m honored” I said. “Of course you have not gotten the fuck flu yet, but you will,” he confidently noted. I tried to get back on his cock, put he pushed my head away. He stood and went to the bathroom, returning with a toothbrush. “Get on your hands and knees on the bed, ass outwards. I have some prepping to your ass to do.” he said. I did as instructed. I felt him place the toothbrush at my hole, then forced it in me dry, scratching my hole as it did. He moved it in and out, ruffing up the walls inside my hole. I winched in pain. “It’s for your own good,” he said, “I need you to convert.” He pulled out the toothbrush and started to working it in and out, but just around my hole. Once he was satisfied that I was prepped, he put the toothbrush in front of my face. It was pink in some spots and bright red in others. I grabbed it and looked at it. He placed his cock head against my hole, and pushed hard in. It was only lubed with my spit. I could feel my hole resisting, which only made him push harder. “Open up you mother fucker,” he demanded. I pushed my hole out as well as pushed back on his hard cock. It was only seconds later that my hole gave and he drove his massive cock balls deep into my hole. The pain was intense and I jumped. He quickly grabbed my hips to prevent me from pulling off and escaping. Not waiting for me to adjust to his cock inside me, he started to pull out and push back in. Slowly at first, then increasing his movements and speed. After a while the pain subsided and my hole adjusted to him being in me. I started moaning as he pumped in and out of my hole. I realized that I was pushing back to meet his cock as he was thrusting in me. “Fuck me!" I demanded, adding “Breed me with you poz cum.” His grip tightened. I could feel his nut sac swing as he fucked my hole. I was swinging up and hitting my sac as he pushed into me deep. “Faggots are fucking in this room,” a voice outside yelled. I knew it was that damn Marine, or someone who claiming to me a Marine. “Spreading their fucking AIDS” he screamed at the top of his lungs. My boss’s cock became rock hard as he power drived my hole. I knew he was getting ready to shoot. His grip tightened and he slammed into me, erupting his poz load into my hole. “Fuck, wanted to last longer, but between knowing you were prepped well this time and that fucker out side, I just could not hold it. He slowly moved in and out, pumping the last of his cum into hole. As he pulled out he slapped my ass. “Can’t give you three loads tonight. I'm already late for an event I must attend." Disappointed, I nodded, got off the bed and started to dress. He walked to me naked and grabbed me by the shoulders. “Monday is a holiday, we are going to meet here at ten in the morning.” he said, “we are going to teach that Marine a lesson he won’t ever forget.” I smiled with him. That fucker pisses me off each time he opens his mouth. “I’m going to poz that fucker!” “I hope he is here Monday.”

Part 5 I spent the weekend at home, alone and drinking. I couldn’t believe what had happened. I had to let it soak in. At least the weekend when by slowly, which was good as I wasn’t sure how I was going to face work and my boss on Monday, but eventually it came around. I arrived at my cubicle on time without having spoken with anyone, not even those on the elevator. I kept my head down and just waited, searching for a ready explanation to give anyone who asked if I was out of sorts. Not finding any creative explanation, I decided I would answer any inquiries by simply saying I had drunk too much over the weekend. Which wasn't by any stretch a lie. Once my computer was up and going, I went through my morning routines. Emails first. Fuck. There in my box was an email from my boss, telling me we had a meeting at ten in his office. Deep down I was hoping that it was a department meeting, but at ten I learned it was not. “Excellent job last week, Kent,” he said as I entered his office. “Thank you Sir,” I replied. “Please take a seat,” he said, moving around from behind his desk. Sitting on the corner of his desk, suit jacket open, his crotch open to my view. My hole twitched knowing what was lurking behind that zipper. “I had a good chat with the VP of Public Relations and needless to say he would like to get involved in our special project.” “Sir?” I asked. “He’s in a situation similar to mine, so I've offered him your services. He doesn't know your identity, but would like to meet you tonight at the same motel where we met.” “I don’t know.” “Same room, but at six” he said, adding “I have arranged for you to leave early, with pay, so you can be ready for your meeting.” “Sir, I ….” I tried to say. “Don’t disappoint me, Kent,” he said, “you are providing a great service to the executives of our corporation.” “Yes, Sir, I'll meet him at six.” “I knew you would, always a team player,” he replied with a smile, adding “you can leave at lunch time to get ready.” “Yes, Sir.” “Do me proud” he added as I stepped out of his office, but not before he commented “Oh, and our time Friday will be a standing appointment, got it?” “Yes, Sir.” The day went by fast at work and then at home. I quickly found myself back in my car heading out to the sleazy motel to be used by another man. I was a little nervous not only entering the motel during the day, but on who was about to meet. I had never met him before, nor had I ever laid eyes on him. Parking behind the motel, near room 13, I looked around. The only other vehicle in the lot was a black Range Rover. Taking a deep breathe I got out and headed to the door. I could see the curtains of the window open a bit. I fought the urge to peek in to see what I who I was going to met. I reached the door and knocked, abandoning the idea of peeking in the window. When the door opened I was shocked, instead of a very old man, I came face to face with a man in about his early forties. He had blonde hair and blues eyes, clean shaven. He was dressed only in white briefs, which were already tenting outwards. His body was toned and completely smooth. No words were spoken. He simply motioned for me to enter. Once inside the door was shut and locked. He pulled the curtains shut. I was standing in the middle of the room, staring at the bed, the one just a few days ago my boss fucked me three times and knocked me up. His hand on my ass brought me back to the present. I didn’t waste any time. I began to remove my clothes, until I was naked in front of him. Without saying a word, I moved to the bed and sat down. He just stood there and watched, rubbing his crotch through his underwear. “What position do you prefer for fucking?” I asked. “On your back, ass at the edge and your legs stretched up to heaven,” he replied. I laid back, making sure my ass was on the edge of the bed and lifted my legs. I watched him drop his briefs. His cock was not as big as my boss’s, but then few cocks would be. Still the blond man's cock was a good seven inches, cut. He moved towards my ass, slowly stroking his cock, which was already hard. Once at my ass, he pushed the head of his cock into my hole, but just only to hold it in place, it didn’t go in. “You understand that this will be a fuck with no condoms.” I nodded. “I don’t pull out either when I shoot my load.” I nodded again. “Oh, one more thing. I am highly toxic” he said slamming his cock into me balls deep. I screamed. I was pre-lubed but I was not relaxed enough for him to enter me. He pushed in further as his body met mine. “Wanna be a cold fucking whore” he said, “I will treat you like a cold fucking whore.” He pulled his cock back until his head was just inside and then slammed back in. The pain was intense. His hands gripped my ankles, pulling my legs wide. His cock was being rammed in and out of me. “Still shooting neg, bitch?” he asked. “I think so.” “So, no fuck-flu yet?” “No, Sir.” His balls were bouncing off my ass hard, as his cock used my hole. “You know you’re just a fuck hole to us” he said, “nothing more.” “Yes Sir, fuck me and breed me.” “A fucking whore who gives it away for free.” He was sweating good now. Beads of sweat was running down his chest. I turned my head to see our reflection in the mirror. I could see his ass muscles clinch up, causing deep dimples to form on his ass as he murmured “Leaking toxic cock slime into that whore ass.” I watch more beads of sweat run down his back and over his beefy ass. At times I could see the reflection of his cock pumping in and out of my ass. “Look at me, cunt.” I turned my head and looked him in the eyes. He pulled my legs open wider, causing a little pain in my groin. “Your fucking cock’s not even hard” he said, “you’re just a pussy boy.” His speed was picking up, his cock was pumping my ass harder and harder as it steadily thickened-up. “You should feel privileged getting my toxic load, bitch.” He slammed his cock deep into my hole and as he did so, he lost his balance and fell on top of me, his cock, however, remained buried deep in my hole as it pumped his poz load into my ass. “Fuck,” he exclaimed as he quickly lifted off of me and withdrew from my ass, wiping his cock on my leg and moved away. I slowly lowered my legs and stood. It was over quick. “At least you could say is fucking thank you,” he snapped. “Thank you Sir, for your toxic load.” He nodded in acknowledgement as he ordered “Get dressed and get out.” I quickly pulled my clothing on and stepped towards the door. As I reached for the door knob he called-out "Hey, I'll email your boss when I want that hole again,” adding as an after thought “It’s the best I’ve had in a long time.” I stepped out of his room and stood in the hall, my back up against his door, trying to take in the session in, recognizing he had treated me like shit, yet apparently wanted it again. "Damn, that’s fucked up," I said quietly to myself. “Got that pussy fucked again?” a voice to my right said. Walking up the sidewalk was the Marine. Shit, I thought, this is all I need. “Different john, I see. Maybe you should charge them. Sell that pussy if it’s that good,” he said with a laugh. I headed to my car to make my departure, but before I reached it he grunted “Hey faggot!” ever so helpfully reminding me “AIDS kills.”

There is a case in Australia that has gone all the way to the High Court (equal to the US Supreme Court). Two guys who I will call A and B (the court didn't disclose names). A was the top and B the bottom. A is positive, knew it and wasn't on medication. His doctor had told him that any sex he had need to be safe sex. B, was negative and was testing frequently. They had safe sex on quite a few occasions and eventually A convinced B that he too was negative and started fucking B raw. B contracted hiv and also a slew of other medical complications, following his infection. A was charged with causing grievous bodily harm and was found guilty and sentenced to 6 years jail.. he appealed to the court of appeal and lost.. then to the High Court and has lost again... Just be aware of your actions....

Wow what a story. Loses cherry and pozzed all in the same weekend. Maybe I should be reading craigs list altho my cherry is long gone.