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Part 54 After watching my friend get his ass filled with Hank's cock and toxic cum, I realized my own cock was hard as a rock and almost hurting from the tension. Hank continued to grind his cock deep in his own load in that hole making sure it was in deep and not coming out. My friend, after a couple of minutes, was finally really realizing what had just happened. He was, I could tell, at a complete loss as to what he had allowed to happen and was now starting to feel the fear of what may happen now. His face was a picture of complete shock and there is no way this 'straight' guy had any idea as to what to do or how to feel knowing that not only had he been fucked by two guys, but that both had HIV and he had allowed the second one and had even cum when it happened. Hank finally quit moving and just laid on my friend and then kissed his open mouth. At first there is no response but then as Hank's tongue is insistent and I know that Hank is probably already getting hard again inside him, he starts to return the kiss not even realizing it yet. I am sure he has no idea that soon he will get another pounding and filling from Hank. I sit there completely mesmerized by the sight. My own cock is aching now and my ass is tingling badly with wanting to be filled and used also. Randy has not said a word nor moved this whole time. I glance his way and his huge cock is standing magnificently tall and hard. I drag my eyes from watching Hank and drop off of the couch to my knees and lean over Randy's cock and start to suck on it hungrily. I am in a full on need of cock now like I had hoped I would not be again. I swallowed as much of that monster cock as I could, choking as it entered my throat. I faced fucked my own mouth hard up and down on it. I wanted that cock, needed that cock. I rose off of it and took a quick glance at Hank as he was starting to stroke in and out again and practically jumped on Randy's mammoth cock, ramming the entire length into my waiting hole. I gasped at the pain I had caused myself from taking it all in one thrust like that. OMG It was fantastic as it was painful. I drove up and down as hard and fast as I could. I was so turned on at this point I would have taken any cock no matter the size, I just needed to be fucked good. I could hear my friend groaning again behind me and knew he could probably hear my moans also. We were both being filled as full as we could be. Both of us now in ecstasy as we were fucked hard and deep. It went on and on for what seemed like hours, but actually was probably about a half hour and then Hank and Randy both growled as they released their charged up toxic loads in our asses. My own cock erupted a huge amount. Then I collapsed on Randy totally satiated and worn out from that ride. I turned my head and could see my friend had his arms and legs wrapped around Hank and both were seemingly as exhausted as Randy and I were. Nobody was moving except for a few twitches from the afterglow of hot hot sex. After a few minutes I heard some movement and looking over at them, I saw Hank, with his cock still buried deep inside my friend, getting up and lifting my friend up without pulling his cock out. He lifted him up and my friend's legs were wrapped around Hank and his arms were around his neck. No words were spoken as Hank carried him through the doorway and on outside. I got up and followed to see what was going on and got outside in time to see Hank carry him into his place. I stopped long enough to shake my head to clear my thoughts a little and then followed on again. I entered Hank's place and as I got to his living room I found that there were about 4 other guys there. All 4, I had seen before and they all had biohazard tats. Hank had placed my friend on the couch and there was already one of the other guys there penetrating my friend's hole with his toxic cock and another of the guys had his cock in the waiting mouth also. I knew what was going to happen now, they were all going to fuck him and fill him full of more toxic poz cum. I had no idea what to do or if I should do anything at all. I was faced with another conflict out of the blue, as it were.

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.

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.

Pozzed by the Boyfriend- Chapter 1 Sorry, no sex in this chapter, but I can promise you it'll come next chapter. This is my first story on here, so any feedback you can give would be greatly appreciated. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Raven, you and I both know how bad you want to fuck me." I stated matter-of-factly. "I can't deny that Ayden, we both know how pent up I am after three weeks of no sex, but it's only one more week before i'll be able to start my new medication." he replied back. "Relax Rai, I'm on Prep, and I have been for the past two years, remind me how many times i've forgotten to take it?" I said. "Never, but you know I could never live with myself if I gave you this burden." he said as he gently stroked my face with his fingers. "I know Rai, and I love you, and I hate seeing you so miserable. Fuck me please?" I said as I nuzzled my head into his hand, and gave him the irresistible puppy eyes. A bit of background is needed first before I continue. I'm Ayden, i'm 18 years old, i'm Korean-American, standing at 5'6 and weighing about 140lbs, brown haired and eyed, with a soft face, and with a larger than average cock at 7 inches, but thick, and with a nice toned build. I'm in a loving relationship with my two boyfriends Raven and Addrien, that's right two, we've been together for almost two years. Raven has been my best friend since we were six, and we've grown up experimenting with each other, and when we hit puberty - fucking. Raven is 18, mixed race and dwarfs me at a towering 6'6 and 240lbs of muscle, soft black hair and beautiful amber-brown eyes, with sharp features, and sporting a huge uncut 10 inch cock as thick as a beer can, and balls the size of golf balls. Despite his size and strength Raven is one of the kindest and gentlest men i've ever meet, when he was 16 he was diagnosed with HIV, he never really knew who gave it to him, we'd been fooling around with each other ever since puberty, but at that time we didn't consider ourselves anything more than friends-with-benefits, after all he was deep in the closet, he had to be- at least he thought, being the quarterback of, and captain the high school football team. Being a teenaged boy, popular, and having a very large cock, Raven slept around a lot, with both girls and boys, even if we enjoyed fucking with each other most. All I can remember of the day he found out was him holding on to me sobbing, saying how sorry he was, and how much he wished I would forgive him. It took almost an hour of calming him down enough to get him to tell me what had happened. He had been having his yearly checkup and physical, he was 16 and it was the first time he'd gone alone to an appointment and he'd decided to be tested for STD's. The results came back a week later- he was clean on everything except one: HIV, and to make it worse, it was July, and we'd been fucking like rabbits all summer long unprotected. He was terrified that he'd knocked me up with HIV, and that I would never forgive him. I remember holding him, kissing him and assuring him that I could never blame him for it or hate him for it even if he did, after all neither of us had any way of knowing, I promised him I would go get tested. I got tested, and it turned out that even though we'd fucked rigorously all summer, I was HIV negative. I could tell a great weight of guilt was lifted off his chest, and that was the night he admitted to me that he loved me. I went on Prep - my older sister (whom I live with for complicated reasons) was very understanding, and Raven got on medication without his parents knowing. It took me a full year into our relationship to convince him to start fucking me raw again (even longer for me and Addrien to convince him to fuck Add raw). Me and Addrien had discussed it heavily with each other, and we'd come to the conclusion that neither of us wanted to stress our mate out with having to constantly be cautious around us for fear of converting us. We both have decided to have our mate POZ us, as a way of having him mark us as his forever. I know Raven secretly wants to have nothing hindering us - and that's how I found myself in my current situation. Heavily making out with my POZ boyfriend, groping each other in a his car, in the middle of the night at our favorite park. After having lied about being on Prep, I had stopped taking two weeks ago. Addrien would be so jealous... (he was on summer vacation with his family, something he was none to happy about after I told him.) To be continued...

I stayed impaled on the sub pig's still-rockhard cock trying to catch my breath, feeling him lightly continuing to thrust his hips upward pushing his neg cum deeper into my welcoming hole. Then suddenly BAMMMM!!! The rush of all the fucking chems accumulated in his system since Friday night and all of that concentrated cargo blasted inside my guts in one huge cumload hit me like the proverbial freight train!! For a couple moments my mind could barely comprehend the intensity of the rush!! My entire body, every hair on my skin felt like it was throbbing and sizzling! I was overcome with an almost uncomfortable feeling of warmth followed by chills! My hunger and sexual needs and wants though swelled throughout my body and mind! It was fucking unbelievable and I didn't want it to ever stop! Trevor apparently felt the tremors in my body and in my mood because he moaned deep and low and grabbed my hips firmly and started thrusting up into me again. “Yeah bro, you're liking your pig bottom bro's hard raw cock fucking your tight hot hole don't you? You like feeling all that cum sloshing around deep inside your guts huh? I wanna fuck you and cum in you again bro. I bet you want that too don't you? Is my hot sexy bro hungry for this sub pig's cock and cum again?” “Hell yeah!” I answered with no hesitation. “I am so fucking horny and want you fucking and cumming in me as many times as you can fucker!” Daddy had by this point moved the rim chair to the side so I was able to look into Trevor's hugely dark dilated eyes, the coating of sweat on his young flushed face, and saw the lust in my body in his eyes. “But first, bro, I want you to give me something else before you fuck me again.” I felt the almost devilish dark smile fill my face as I began clenching my ass muscles on his fully imbedded hard neg cock inside me and stared hard at him. I heard Daddy mutter, “Oh fucking yeah!”, knowing what I was telling Trevor I wanted. Trevor seemed unsure of what I meant so I told him, “Give me your piss, bro. Give me every motherfucking damn drop of all that tina piss in your bladder just like you've got from me and Daddy more than once. Let it go bro! I want that fucking filthy chem piss in your cock spraying up inside my hole and mixing with your fucking cum you gave me! Do it fucker! Give me your piss! Give me that fucking nasty tina piss bro! PLEASE!!” As soon as he heard me begging him to shoot his tina piss deep inside my ass a look of dark perverted hellish lust covered Trevor's face, a look that was total twisted sensuality. A look that made my whole body and mind tingle with the realization that this fucked up, chemmed up, sexy bi neg pig slut was, for the next few minutes, going to ignore his usual bottom submissive impulses and would become an insatiable rutting top animal who would tear my fucking hole up – and I couldn't wait to be on the receiving end!! Looking into Trevor's black eyes I saw the chem powered uncontrollable NEED there that I knew he was seeing in mine. He was a total cum drinking cock worshipping submissive bottom pig who got his pleasure from having masculine dominant men use his ready and welcoming holes for their own needs and urges. But right now in this moment all his mind and cock could focus on was the tight warmth surrounding his boi dick and the begging spewing from my mouth for his cock and cum and piss and he had no choice. He HAD to fucking use and fill my hole with every fucking drop of cock fluids he had. I ran my hands thru the thick sweat-matted dark hair covering his abs and pecs, finding his hard pointed nips and pulling on them and twisting them making him bellow with pain/pleasure as he began growling deep in his throat. “Yeah bro, you ready for this bitch boi's burning chem-filled stinking parTy piss? Ready to take your fucked up brother's fucking tina piss deep inside your guts? Is that what my sexy stud bro wants his sub bitch to give him?!” “Fuck yeah, pig! You know it's what I want! Do it you dirty meth fucker pig! Flood my tight hole with your stinking piss! Mix it with your huge load of cum bro! Let's get our Daddy fucking horned up watching both of his spun sexy sleazy boys being the filthy twisted pigs he loves us to be! Give it to me bro! PLEASE!!!” A second later Trevor screamed with the intensity of his release and I felt the hot stinging gush of his heavily-chemmed piss shooting hard fast and deep inside my stuffed hole! As I mumbled incoherently in piggy lust and need I could already feel the potency of his piss hitting me harder and quicker than I'd thought possible. “YES, YES oh gawd yessssssssssss!! That's it bitch! Fill me up! Fucking give me every hot burning drop! Oh fucking yessssssssssss!!!” Then I must have blacked out. (to be continued)....

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.

I live with 4 black guys hung and always horny my hole is permanently gaped.

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.

Had a bunch of guys lined up for an afternoon gang bang today. It's a lot of work, managing posts on BBRT, Grindr, Doublelist, and Fet. But, today it all finally paid off! Instead of the 3-4 I was hoping for, I got nine guys - and 6 of them dumped their loads in me! Two fed me their cum, and the 9th - the biggest BBC I have EVER seen, sucked, or ridden - insisted on using a condom. But I swallowed his load from the condom once he left. I thought I was going to have to close up shop once he was finished with me. It took him a while to work it into my tight hole, but once there, he pounded me almost into oblivion. My brown bottle made MANY trips to my nose so I could fit him in my ass! Still, I powered through and took two more loads after him. I suspect the last two guys noticed how gaped I was, but that's OK. They did their duty and filled me too. I've never had an afternoon in a motel go quite that well. And to think, I was considering cancelling it!!!

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.

I love black cock too. My first black cock was when I was 18 almost 19. I am 5’5” and 130 lbs. he was 6’3” 210 all muscle with a 10”cock. I really liked him and wanted to date him. He was 35 at the time and poz. He said he wouldn’t date a neg guy and wouldn’t fuck me either. I was 18 at the time and needed dick constantly. I really wanted his. I worked him for about two months. I begged him to breed me. He finally gave in and I was pregnant a few months later. He did end up dating me for 5 years. His cock was so beautiful I couldn’t get enough. I think that’s why I have always loved black cock. It’s what made me.

I have been getting fucked by a giant for the last 15 years. When I mean giant, I mean he is 6’8 to my 5’10, he is 9” and a dollar bill will not fit around his cock and I’m 6” and avg. It started when he was a freshman in college and I lived up the street from his dorm. I invited him over to smoke and toke my first load from him. Over the years, I have taken many loads, either one end or the other from him. He is a dick about hooking up unless there is no one else around, it’s a college town, there is almost always a twink in waiting to take his monster cock. When he wants to unload and no one is around, he will hit me up and then make me beg to take his cum. If I’m not begging, he will blow me off till the next time. We will make plans and I get blown off again. I always take the bait because the dick is one of a kind around here.

Would be nice having you at the movies, hate to get up.

I had a guy cum in me last night then he went gir his second dimp but decided he was going to piss in me first. Amazing feelibg to have him start strokibg then stop, piss some and start to fuck agsin to push it deeper inside then repeating and after he'd finished with piss he co ntinued towards his second orgasm, all of which i encouraged! I sat down on the toilet and sone came out but was able to drive home aabout half an hour then unload with no urgency. Must be pretty tight!or he loaded me damn deep

Capable of physical monogamy? Yes. Interested in it? Definitely not. Tried it once when I was younger and it really didn’t work for either of us. I have no problem being emotionally monogamous though - in fact, it’s what I want in a serious relationship. Personally, where one or the other of us sticks our dick is immaterial, it’s being the one you come home to every night and put before anyone else in your life that matters the most to me.

This^ I am willing to entertain the notion of initial sexual monogamy. "Can we be exclusive for <some finite amount of time> to get to know one another?" is acceptable. I can certainly do that.

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!! 🐷

Went out Saturday night with the BF and ran into an old fuckbud of mine (with a nice 9in cock). Had a couple of drinks at the bar chatting with him, he invited us back to his place to relax some. One thing led to another and I ended up on my knees sucking on my bf's cock while he watched my old fb drill me raw. After about 10 mins they switched places and kept doing this for a couple of hours (with a small 420 break in the middle). Got loads from both of them and bf and I went home happy!

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 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. 💉💉

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 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.

Part two: So I get up and get dressed and take my sore ass home only to lay in bed and start putting my fingers in my ass while I jacked myself off; I even scooped up my cum and ate it and falling right to sleep. Oh the dreams I must have had that night I woke up with a raging hard on and thought about jacking off, but remembered I had to be at this rest area by noon and it was 9:30, so I get up do my chores and the scene from the day before kept coming back in my mind that just a day ago I was straight and liked girls, and in less than 24 hours I had sucked another guys cock, and a black one at that; swallowed his cum and got fucked by another guy without a condom, was I gay now? I didn’t feel gay; but my cock kept getting hard at the thought of me getting fucked like a girl and sucking off another man!! At 11:30 I bail and head to the park; scared that if I am not there on time this guy would show up at my parents’ house! So I am walking down the road to where I was told to go and found an old brick building off the road, there were several cars parked around, some guys were reading the paper, some were walking along the road by their cars, and some were empty. So I walk into the men’s room and sure enough the white guy is standing there next to the sink; Drop your shorts so I can see if you got underwear on, I start to look around and he yelled, NOW BITCH! I thought I was going to faint not knowing if anyone else was there, but I did what he said and showed him I didn’t have any underwear on. Take off your shorts and give them to me now bitch, then get in the cubicle. So I do it so he wouldn’t yell at me again, since I was no match for him since I was only 140 pounds at 5’11, I was called skinny Minnie in school, and hated confrontation. So I get in the stall and sit down,with only my sneaker on and the white guy comes in the stall with me and asks my name; so I tell him it was Chris, Dan is mine he stated, then he pulled down he pants and told me to get to work, I asked him if it was safe, at this point he grabs me by the throat and pushes me back against the wall and said you are a mans bitch now, you don’t ask, you just do; Understand you fucking bitch? All I could do was nod, as he let me go, he again told me to get to work, I grabbed his cock and started to suck on it. As I was sucking he gave me a bottle and told me that they call them poppers, like the one you had yesterday. So I inhale some and got a rush and started to work a little harder on sucking him, he said that is a good piggy bitch. The guy then pulls out this pipe and puts the lighter under it and starts to hit it a couple of times. He then told me it was my turn, well I don’t smoke, but is was to scared to tell him that; so he put the pipe to my lips and I inhale and started coughing really hard but within minutes I as so fucking high, I didn’t care who came in. I started sucking him for all it was worth but he pulled his cock from my mouth, opened the stall door and told me to go lean over the sink!! I walk over to the sink not caring who sees me and he tells me to spread em, sounded like a cop getting ready to search me. I look back and he is getting finger full of lube and dipping it into the same bag as yesterday and starts to push it up my horny as hell ass, I even found myself pushing back enjoying the feeling. I kept feeling higher and higher with every second, I was almost pleading with the guy to fuck me. He starts to laugh and told me I would be a pure cumdump in no time! He then lined his cock up and pushed in and I just laid my head on the sink submitting to another man who was now making me his bitch to breed and use, and I was loving it. Dan as now going to town tell me how tight of an ass I had and I would be well known in the park before the end of summer. I soon found out what he ment. Dan started to really slam his cock in my ass and I was now telling him how much I loved the feel of his cock and fuck me and use me anyway he wanted; again he laughed and said he planned on it. I hit the poppers again and was in overdrive pushing back, Dan asked me if I wanted his load pumping in me, OH GOD YEEEEEES!! FUCK ME PLEASE, cum in me, he then said I was about to get knocked up again with his babies, all I could do is beg him to impregnate me, put your babies in me, knock me up make me your bitch!!! I then felt that strange swelling and him breathing hard as he told me he was cuming in my piggy bitch ass and I would know it soon enough if I got knocked up!! All I could think of was carrying his baby in my belly and smiled as he pulled out knowing I was now a man’s property to use for their sexual pleasures! Dan told me to turn around and clean his cock off, I didn’t even think were his cock had been, I just got down on my knees and licked and sucked it clean. He then handed me my shorts and told me to put them on and to follow him, I of course did without worry………..

I Went on vacation to Germany with my (Now ex) Girlfriend my Brother and his Wife around the beginning of August, the first day in Berlin we must have walked a least 20 miles trying to see a lot of the tourist sites, by the time we got back to the hotel we all were so tired and sore, they had a hot tub and a steam room (they called it a "Wellness Center") down in the lower basement, my brother and i decide to go get massages while his wife and my Girlfriend went upstairs to go to bed, it was about 10 P.m. when we got to the wellness center the Attendant informed us that the massages were over at 9 but we could schedule an appointment for tomorrow. sad about that he told us that the hot tub would still be open till 11we said "Cool", he showed us to the locker room where we ask if they had swim trunks for us, he told us the hot tub was "Nude Only" (Germans seem to get naked every chance they get) i look at my brother and said "I don't care i'm going in!" he said "me Too!" my brother and i are about 16 year apart with different mothers but the same father, so the last time i saw him naked he was about 3 years old, he's about 5 ft 11, with dirty blond hair and green/blue eyes, he showed no shame taking off his shirt , pulling off his levis , standing in front of me in a pair of light-blue striped Tommy Hilfiger boxer shorts, looking at me he said "Here I Go"! dropping is underwear to show an almost totally shaved cut cock, pretty big too almost seven inches soft an big low hanging Balls, i just thought to myself wow he's handsome all the way around, i quickly dropped my underwear too, trying not to stare to long at my naked brother, i put the rest of my clothes in the locker, grabbed a towel and headed to the Hot tub with my brother behind me, we got in and just let the bubbles do their magic, after about 30 or 35 min. the attendant came in and asked if we needed anything we said "no" he said "very good" "we usually close about 11 but since you're the only ones here, you can stay as long as you like, just make sure you turn the light off" he said "good night" and left, we sat in the hot tub about another 15 min, then it shut off, since we couldn't figure out how to work the timer (all in German) we went into the Sauna which had three levels , i sat on the middle and my brother sat on the top it was just the right amount of steam and heat, after about 5 min. the door opened and another hotel guest came in, he said hello in broken english , he was german , he sat on the third row too, but kind of close to me, just over my right shoulder, the steam was thick enough to cover his face but i could see his hair "Very" long Uncut cock and balls, he kept rubbing his balls that were hanging long and low, he scooted to the edge of bench touching me with his leg, (i knew what this was) i looked over my shoulder again and he was just plan jacking his 8 inch uncut hairy cock, so close to my face i could smell his crotch, i glanced over at brother in the corner to see if he could see us, i was pretty sure he couldn't, but this guys cock was leaking pre-cum on my shoulder, i decided to go for it i put his fat dick in my mouth and began to try and suck it, the angle made it difficult but it felt so good in my mouth, we thought we were quiet but between the guy making quiet moaning noises and me making quiet sucking noises i know my brother figured out what was going on, but by now i didn't care, i got the guy to sit down on the level i was on and i just went face first all the way down his shaft into his dark bush! i started moving my head up and down like a piston, i was so into trying to get his load when i came up for air , i noticed a foot next to me, and the guy i was sucking was sucking too! he was blowing my brother! he was having a really hard time because my brother's hard cock must have been at least 9 inches long with a really fat head, i was laying stomach down on the bench with my face still sucking this nice german cock, but the the guy got up went around to my ass and started eating it like there was no tomorrow! this drives me wild (Now), he flips me over on my back and keeps eating my ass (My Girlfriend would never do this) i'm really moaning at this point, then i'm being choked by one of the biggest cocks i've ever had! my brother started fucking my throat! i can't breathe the head of his cock is massive he's pumping my mouth like a pussy thats to tight, his balls hitting my forehead! i can taste his pre-cum leaking in my mouth and dripping on my face when he pulls out, then i feel a sharp pain i hadn't noticed that the german stopped eating my ass now he was trying to fuck my ass! holy fuck! he's using his spit for lube! it really hurts but it feels good too, my dick gets really hard, my ass starts to loosen up he's fucking my hole pretty easy now, i can feel that he's going all the way in now he's banging into me really hard, my brother stopped fucking my mouth just long enough for the german to start shooting his load in my ass! he pulls out and comes over to my mouth and puts the rest of his load down my throat, i can feel his dick starting to go soft, then holy fuck! my brother plunged his fat 9 inch cock balls deep into my ass, using the germans cum for lube no warm up or ease ing in he just rapes my hole! he fucks me so deep and fast, my ass hole stays open in between his thrust ! my cock gets evan harder, all i can hear is the sound of his huge balls slapping into me! all of a sudden i can feel his cock get bigger and start to pulse and twitch, which make me shoot my load all over my face without hands! his cock goes soft and slides out of the gaping sore hole which is my ass, i'm covered in my own cum, and about a cup of cum pours out of my ass when i stand up, the german guy says thanks (He had no idea we were related) and takes off , my brother just says "fuck, my Mary could never take dick like that!" turns out my brother is a little bit Bi-Sexual and he says he evan got a Blow job from my cousin, he said he loves his wife but got caught up in the moment, all i can say is i hope he wants to get caught up in the moment around thanksgiving! my ass was sore and loose for four days, oh it turns out at breakfast the next morning the other guy in the sauna was married too! man i love Germany!

Hopefully starting this up again soon! Started a new job with a ton of traveling and havnt had time to continue writing. Luckily I've been able to get tons of inspiration from my trip https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_wink.png

I've had a top use one of these on me, and let me tell you it was unbelievable. The initially smooth glide past your second hole and the feel of the small tip working deep with the base stretching you open.

Cowboy regular threw me the most aggressive fuck he's ever given me and blasted two huge loads deep in my hole. Sent me a Thank You later in the evening. 42 loads from him this year so far.

The delusional homos in here talking about how much better off the economy is and how they're personally better off under Trump as if he's not literally trying to protect the right to fire y'all for being gay... Whew!

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

I, too, loved this tale. For those who get off on Hospice stories, I've written several which are in this forum. Let me know if you like them.

Still undecided. If the Democrats nominate someone who supports reasonable economic policies, safe secure borders, and the right to defend myself against homophobes and gay-bashers with firearms, I could vote for that person.

Indeed, one cannot. There's a very small percentage of guys doing porn that can do exclusively that and make a livable income. Nearly all of us who thus expose ourselves will also do escorting, gogo, etc. to make it more lucrative. But a day job is necessary because of the random jig aspect of things, and you need the flexibility to be gone for a few days for filming. Working in retail, for example, might not be ideal for a porn star because things are filmed on weekends, and stores are busiest on the weekends. Some examples: Jesse Jackman works in IT. Silver Steele works for an oil rig company (I think). Aleks Buldocek is a social worker. I work for a church - and yes, they know what I used to do. It was a very awkward conversation. It's just a side hustle. But most employers don't need to know about such things.

Has to be absorb, to push out is just a waste of good cum - and, in my opinion, an insult to the hot top that has gone to the effort to leave his load in my hole

Been used as a slave by three black guys lately its fucking hot to be used and abused by them for almost four days naked Serve them doing full household been chained bonded locked up standing in a press the whole night Been fucked and had to suck on command

Had a smoky sex encounter today after work. A fat ole cigar bear I know stopped by for some fucking. He's short, maybe 5-6", and 260 at least. Big black beard and hairy belly. He ate my hole for a good 20 minutes before giving me his fat 7" cock raw. He says he's negative but has no problems always breeding me bare. I loved rubbing that hairy belly as he smoked and fucked, and he finally shot after 30 minutes of slow fucking. I was still hard as hell and he let me rub my cock in his crack for the first time. We were on our sides spooning, with me pushing back and forth on his crack, and somehow HE lined his hole up and my cock entered his hole. He moaned a bit, and pushed back so my cock got buried in him. Not one to question an opportunity, I fucked his tight hole and right before I came I asked him if he was sure he wanted it, and he just nodded yes. I picked up my pace and nutted so hard it took my breath away. I stayed inside him, and after a bit of napping, I got hard again still inside him and fucked a second nut into him. He showered and left. Couldn't tell how he was feeling about it all, but I don't care as I fucking loved it.

My favorite moment is when the Fucker crosses the point of no return. When his bidy tenses, his balls start their boil, and the cum is about to shoot...that moment when all semblence of control is surrendered to the primal scream within. Then cums the glory of cum being injected into the bottom. It is sublime.

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

While I identify as a radical progressive all these people shouting socialist should remember that the orange moron is Putin's pussy!

Back on new years eve 2017-2018, I was at a party that turned into a fuck fest. There was a hot Daddy Bear fucking my neg hole raw and he said he was going to blast his load in me and give me his special gift to start 2018 off right. I said fuck yea, shoot your POZ cum into my neg hole, I'm on prep. Instantly he pulled his cock out and said my hole wasn't worthy of his cum and to get off the birth control. I felt so humiliated and defeated. Never once did a guy stop fucking me mid-fuck, and he did that just because I was on prep. It took me 9 months of his words working my mind and convincing me to dump prep. At that moment I became a real bug chaser. And my hole got impregnated and successfully converted about 50 days later. Now I am a proud POZ not on meds pig.

This reminds me of a post I saw once on Craigs list. Guy 1wanted another guy 2 to come to his house, front door unlocked, the poster would stay upstairs the whole time and not he seen, guy 2 would come in to the dining room and find an innocent little wooden toy airplane sitting on the counter. Guy 2 was directed, in the ad to jack off and cum on the toy airplane and that's it. Guy 1 would never be seen or heard. The ad also read that guy 1 didn't have any money to pay guy 2 for his time, but there were 3 hard boiled eggs in a dish on the counter he was welcome to. Then only pic in the ad was of the innocent little toy plane. It was priceless. No.....I didn't go, but I did laugh my ass off when I read the ad. Another was a bottom guy that a friend used to see, and always wanted my friend to make a tossed salad on the bottoms stomach and eat it before my friend could fuck him. Takes all kinds

Not close to my first experience. But first with family member was when I was 13 staying with my uncle (who is spitting image of my dad) and his girlfriend. I slept on the couch in the living room of their tiny one bedroom house - they drank and partied and forgot I was there half the time. And and one night I saw them fuck from where I lay through their partially open bedroom door - damn he had a fat lot of a cock and was so hairy compared to my hairless boy stick. I saw he clearly using a condom - after he got juice from the fridge and I saw him put the condom in the kitchen trash. And then for some reason when he went back to the bedroom he actually closed the door. I was up in a flash and ran to check the condom. I played with it to jerkoff using it all night long - I remember trying to get it back in the garbage before he noticed it was gone... Like he would ever think to look lol. Weeks later on a different sleepover his gf was gone somewhere I forget where but he went out drinking. As usual came home drunk noisy as hell probably forgetting I was there. Got naked pissed with bathroom door open. Got juice and crashed on his bed. I was wide awake as soon as he came home and peered eagerly as he played with his dick. He got it hard then seemed to stop playing and it went don't and then start playing with it again. After a bit he stopped altogether and I heard him snoring. I crept into his bedroom and kneeled by his bed watching his fury belly and soft but thick dick nestled in black hair. After an eternity of do I or don't I questions I tried to touch it all the time ready to bolt back to my couch if his snoring stopped. It didn't. A tiny touch again then a longer touch Then a stroke then a tug. I kept st it until he was rock hard. Maybe 8". Thick cut. His snoring never changed. I am sure it took me hours to build up the courage but I got to the point where I had to taste it. Same as before. Small lick then Bigger lick then suck head then try to get it in my mouth. At some point I lost my mind clearly pubescent passion took over and I was deepthroating him and jerking like mad. I recall he grabbed my head and held it as he fucked a few strokes and blasted in my throat. But then was awake. I was terrified he would ... What ? I was up and ran back to the couch and put the covers over my head. He never spoke of it, but I suddenly was sent to another family members due to some last moment work Change for my uncle. I can't recall exactly what he must have gone through but clearly thinking back he was so sad and confused - still drunk and hungover and trying to comprehend what happened to him. But from my side I guess as dumb as it sounds now, it wasn't really about a family member or not. It was a hot manly dick and I was a puberty driven horn dog. Still am at times lol

5. "Damn, Matt," Eli said. "You holding out on us?" Eli was still deep in my throat, and I was only barely able to speak. "It's G," I managed to croak out, hoping that at least they'd be able to figure out what I had said from context alone. "Fuck yeah," Javier said. "This day just gets better and better. Plenty of tina. Hot white muscle stud ass that's totally up for bareback. And now some G to make it all the better." He was silent for a second. "Damn, it tastes awful," he said. I wondered how much he had done. "Some muscle ass will get that taste out of your mouth," Eli said, laughing. "And hand me the bottle." Once more, Javier's tongue was on my ass, pushing in and opening me further up. I squirmed, trying to get more of his tongue into my hole. "Easy there, cowboy," Eli said. "You'll get what you need soon enough. My turn on the G now." He slowed down his thrusts while he was swallowing a capful. "You want some too?" he asked me. "Of course you do." I nodded as best I could. "Right on. Let's do this properly," he continued. He slowly pulled out of my throat, until his cockhead was the only thing still in my throat. Then I could finally lift my head and look around the bedroom and the scene that was unfolding. As I shifted, Javier stopped rimming my ass and stood to watch me get dosed as well. Eli was looking down at me with an evil grin on his face. In one hand, he held the open bottle of G; in the other, the cap for the bottle. He pulled his dick the rest of the way out of my mouth; it stuck straight out in front of him and glistened from my spit. Carefully, he measured out a small capful of the liquid. "Ready for it?" he asked me. I nodded, expecting him to pour the contents of the cap into my mouth and letting me swallow it. Instead, he just stood there and said, "Open your mouth." I did as he instructed, and opened my mouth wide. With a set of precise moves that was surprising given the amount of crystal he had done and the sheer size of his tool, he maneuvered his cockhead back into my mouth. With his head lodged securely in my mouth, he poured the thick liquid on the top of his cock and let the bitter liquid run down his shaft, right into my mouth. "Be sure to get every drop," he said, with a chuckle. "Every drop." I craned my neck up, getting the entire length of his drug- contaminated dickshaft into my mouth and then wrapped my lips around his fat tube. The foul taste of the G had filled my mouth, but the pleasure of having his cock in my mouth again more than made up for it. Fastidiously, I licked every drop of the G I could find off his cock. I swallowed as much as I could, and also swallowed more of his thick tube. As I sucked him off, Eli started once more to drip pre-cum. The salty fluids helped to wash down the G as well as get rid of the foul taste stuck in my mouth. As I worked on Eli's cock, Javier returned his attention to my ass, his tongue probing and penetrating my hole. "You think he's ready?" Eli asked. He tossed the capped bottle of G back to Javier. "Yeah, I think so." Javier had also found the bottle of lube, and poured some on my hole. "At least, I'm ready. And that means he should be ready. Especially after everything he's done this morning, don't think he's got much choice in the matter." "Hear that, Matt?" Eli asked. "Hope you were planning on Mexican today, because that's what you're going to get. At least to start out." I nodded as best I could and prepared myself for the next intrusion into my body that these two men were planning. Javi poured some of the lube on his cock, rubbing it and getting it slicked up for my hole. Intellectually, I knew I was doing something dangerous: letting a stranger fuck me raw. But the crystal had been driving my needs for a while plus now the G was kicking in as well. I was turning into a being that lived only for sexual pleasure and that would only be satisfied a huge penis in every hole that I had. Involuntarily, I had already started wagging my ass at Javi. I was completely ready for his invasion even while I was still sucking hard on Eli's shaft. "He's ready for it," Javier said. "Look at how his ass is begging for my cock." He had lined up his cockhead with my hole but was just barely pressing it into me. His teasing was driving me crazy. I needed his cock inside my hole and I needed to be fucked hard until he shot his load all over me. Or, even better, in me. As best as I could, while I was sandwiched on my back between the two men, I tried to get him into my hole. "Whoa there. Plenty of time for you to get properly fucked today. Let's start out nice and slow." The anticipation was excruciating. I could feel Javier's cockhead slowly working its way into my body, but I wanted it all now. I had stopped caring about these men's needs, and all I cared about were my pleasures, desires, and enjoyment. Eli noticed the change, and quickly reminded me about my role as the designated bottom in this three-some. "Hey Bro, Don't stop sucking my shaft." Eli's cockhead was pressing against the back of my mouth. I needed to take all of it and once again, I needed him fill my throat and choke me. By then, Javi's cock had pressed deep into my ass, and I gasped a bit as he went deeper than I had been penetrated in a long time. Eli immediately saw his chance and forced his cock into my throat. The GHB was definitely starting to kick in for me: instead of immediately choking on his thick black shaft, it let me relax and appreciate the fat black shaft stretching my throat open. I fell easily back into my role as a plaything for these men. Javi was now balls-deep in my ass, and Eli was steadily shoving the full length of his shaft into my throat. All of us were deep in the haze of the drugs: the crystal was fueling our descent into sexual sleaze, the GHB was pushing our limits of pain, and the poppers were melding it all into a single pleasurable sexual blur. "His hole feel good?" Eli asked Javier. "Oh fuck yeah. Hot, wet, and just tight enough." Javi pulled out, then pounded his back into me. The force of his stroke through the length of my body and it forced my head up against Eli's muscular thighs. Eli's dick went deeper into my throat. "Get it lubed and opened up for me," Eli said. "I've built up a big load." He punched my chest. "You're going to be dripping sperm by the end of the day, muscle stud." My response to his prediction was to open my mouth wider and attempt to get the last inch or two of Eli into my throat. I had decided that my value to the two men was only in how much dick I could take and how deep I could take it. It seemed like I was coming up short in my efforts to please Eli: my attempts at deep throating him felt far short of what I wanted to be able to do. It would be a holy act for me to choke on Eli's cock. It would mean that I had taken so much cock I was gagging, unable to breath. I had subsumed my own pleasure for the horny, hung ebony god. "Oh fuck yeah," Eli moaned. Eli and I seemed to have a connection between the two of us, something more intense than just his fat cock filling up my throat. Partially, it was that Eli innately knew how his face-fucking was pushing me to my absolute limits. It was clear that he loved those moments where he hit the limit of my cocksucking ability. He did his best to find them and to make them last for as long as I could stand it and then some. In the most intense of those moments, he took me to a new level and pushed and expanded what my throat and I were capable of. When I craved relief from the intrusion or even just a breath of air, I had a glimpse of what religious ecstasy must feel like. Despite this being just sexual pleasure, something far more earthly and profane, I was making Eli into my personal savior. He was pushing me: making me become a better cocksucker, a better cum hole, a better faggot. It was a perversion of what, by all instincts, I should have wanted, but fueled by the drugs and desire, it was exactly what I needed. It was not just Eli who was working to push my boundaries. Javier was trying just as hard to find out how deep he could press his hard cock into me. He had gotten in further than I could have imagined, and his raw cock was sliding into virgin territory. First, he had opened up my throat for Eli, and now he was getting my ass ready for Eli's monster. That was not to say that he was just a warm-up; Javier's fuck was more than enough by itself. His hard brown shaft was sliding in and out of my hole and I could feel him dripping pre-cum into me, lubricating each stroke. As I focused on his thrusts, I realized that he wasn't wearing a condom. Even though we had discussed it earlier, it was still a shock to me. It had been a long time since I had barebacked, possibly too long. Il craved the intimacy and closeness, but I knew that the lifelong dangers far exceeded the ephemeral moments of pleasure that raw fucking gave me. Before I could make sure that they still planned to pull out, Eli shoved his cock back into my throat. At the same moment, Javier slammed his raw cock back into my asshole. Impaled on both ends by these dark, hung men, I had to force myself not to cry out in a combination of pleasure and pain. I also had to confront the truth: that if Javier had put a condom on, I wouldn't be able to take his cock. A rubberized cock would have been orders of magnitude more painful than the natural perfection of raw sex. Prioritizing pleasure and the continuation of the fucking, I no longer worried about barebacking. I embraced the rare opportunity to enjoy sex the way it was meant to be. "Here," Eli said, handing me the bottle of poppers. "Do a hit." He pulled his cock all the way out letting me breathe normally. I gasped and inhaled deep gulps of air while I unscrewed the top of the poppers. I lifted my head just enough to sniff the sweet vapor from the bottle and keep it from spilling on me. The entire time, Eli's hard cock, glistening from my spit, was just inches away from my face. Javier had also slowed down his ass-pounding but had never completely stopped. I had just a short break in order to re-charge before I was once more spit-roasted between the two big cocks. "Thanks," I said. My throat was sore. The combination of smoking the crystal and the deep throat-fucking from both dark-colored men had taken its toll. It was hard to even just talk and it would be even harder to allow Eli's massive tool to fill my throat up again. But, finally, the poppers started to take effect, and I didn't care about my sore throat anymore. All I cared about was more cock, and Eli's was right there. It was waiting for my attention and I needed to give it pleasure. "Please?" I asked, tilting my head so that I could take the tip of his dick back into my mouth. "Fuck yeah, cocksucking muscle man," Eli said, as he took a small step towards me. I had to stretch my mouth wide open to accommodate Eli, but I was past being just hungry. The only thing that could ever possibly satiate my appetite was his black dick. Before I could even get used to his presence back in my mouth, he had pressed his cockhead against my throat. His tool was demanding an immediate entrance. I swallowed slightly, letting my throat opened up for him. He slid right in, right as Javier did another hard slam into my ass. I needed to gasp for air, but Eli's fat shaft had already filled up my throat and it was impossible for me to inhale or exhale. I closed my eyes and ignored the urgent messages from my body. I had little choice but to concentrate on the two pieces of prime manflesh filling up and using my body. Flying on the poppers, and with the crystal hitting deep in the primitive, pleasure-seeking part of my brain, I didn't care how debased I was. I had a black cock fucking my mouth and a thick Latin cock fucking my ass. I was only living for pleasure and especially these two particular pleasures: sucking cock and getting fucked raw. I would do anything to make them last forever. "Oh yeah," Javi said, pressing his cock into my hole. "That's what you need to do, relax that hole and enjoy it." He grabbed my hips and pulled me down on his hard shaft. "Dripping my pre-cum into you," he said. "Same here," Eli grunted. "Nice tight throat you've got. Thank god Javi opened it up for me." In a small, almost natural action, I reached over my head and wrapped my hands around Eli's muscular ass to pull myself down on to his cock. The extra leverage let me get all the way down on Eli's thick shaft but also forced me stay there. I had to fuck my own throat with his cock. Earlier, Eli had been the one forcing himself upon my throat, now, I was the one doing all the work. It was a small change of physical responsibilities, but a huge mental change. Sex was no longer just something these men were doing to me. Instead, sex was something that I was a full and willing participant in. I was the one making myself to choke on Eli's fat, black shaft. I was the one fucking myself on Javier's engorged brown dick. And I was the one enjoying every agonizing moment of it. I had been holding on to the bottle of poppers tightly, like a talisman that would protect me. Eli reached behind and took the bottle of poppers from my hand. With it no longer in my grasp, I realized how critical it had been to my ability to take the two cocks. Almost as soon as I let go of the bottle, I started to gag on Eli's shaft. Eli noticed my discomfort immediately. He rested a hand on my exposed throat. Lying on my back, my head slightly off the bed, I felt very vulnerable. "Go on, muscle slut. You can do this. Just focus on how good my cock feels. How good Javi feels fucking you." "How's it feeling for you?" Javi asked Eli. "Fucking amazing. I can see my cock stretching out his throat." Eli pulled out, and then pushed back in several times. He tightened his grip around my throat, blocking my airway but also letting me feel his thick shaft filling me. "Damn, that's hot," Javi said. Eli released his grip, and unscrewed the cap from the poppers. He held the small brown bottle under his nose. Even over the noises of me slobbering on his dick and Javi thrusting in and out of my ass, I could hear him take a long hit from the bottle. "Damn, best feeling in the world. Doing some poppers while a hot guy worships your cock," he said. He passed the bottle to Javier. "Or getting to fuck a tight muscle butt," Javi said, before slowing down in order to do his own a hit. I wanted to join these two men and do a hit, but I could barely breath with Eli's dick deep in my throat. Inhaling the poppers would be too much. "Oh damn," Javi moaned, as he sank his cock back into my hole. "So fucking hot and wet," he said when his balls hit my ass. The two men leaned across my body and braced themselves against each other. They started to kiss. I was surprised by the action. Earlier, when they had kissed, it was always to shotgun a hit. Now, it was for other purposes: their own pleasure and the pleasure of using me. On the street, in a club, kissing would have made these two men so much less masculine. But with me sandwiched between them, their hard cocks buried in my mouth and my ass, it was just another way for them to use me. I wasn't part of their intimacy; I was just a set of holes for them to use and enjoy. All I could do in response was to open my throat and relax my ass, letting them penetrate even deeper into my body. "Oh, fuck, nice," Eli moaned, before once more locking lips with Javier. As they kissed, there was a change in the pace of the two dark thugs' fucking. It was easiest to tell the difference in Javi's strokes as they made out. It wasn't they had gotten any more gentle or easier to take. Instead they were slower, deeper and more intense. He was no longer relentlessly forcing himself on me; he knew that he could enjoy my ass as long as he wanted. He wasn't going to rush the experience. He was taking his time to explore my hole and open me up. Eli was almost the opposite; he had sped up and with quick, short strokes, he was doing his best to render my throat raw and ragged. With his faster pace, there were, at least, more opportunities to catch my breath. However, the cool, fresh air was a flame on the increasingly sore flesh of my throat. "Nice to see you again, finally," Eli said, breaking off their kiss for a moment. "Definitely," Javi replied. "And this is a good way to get re-acquainted." "Fuck yeah," Eli said. "I've been dreaming of something like this for months now." Javier shifted his position and rested an arm on my chest. I saw Javier sucking on Eli's nipples, and then Eli moaned in pleasure. "Oh god," the black man said. This was not the first time that Javier and Eli had played. They knew each other's turn-ons plus had spent the entire morning egging each other on to do more drugs and to use me to the fullest. Realizing this made me feel even more like a toy than before. It wasn't me who was important; they could and would use any bottom to get their pleasure. I was no more critical to the endeavor than the choice of lube; as long as I fulfilled my proper and correct role, they would get off. I was totally tweaked out by this point, the G was starting to take effect, and I still had some residual effects of the last hit of poppers. With all these chemicals mixing in my body, not to mention their hard cocks dripping their pre-cum into me, I was in sex-pig heaven. I didn't care if I was just a toy. I didn't care about anything, as long as it meant that I got fucked. As long as I got their cocks and their jizz. Eli had returned his hand to my throat. He squeezed it slightly and held me down on his cock while Javier sucked on his nipples. I hadn't been expecting him to try to choke and hadn't gotten any air before he did it. But the black man was oblivious to my discomfort, thinking only of the wet hole his fat, hard cock was buried in and the warm mouth gently sucking on his nipples. Not until I started to choke on his cock and scraped my teeth across his engorged shaft did he notice. "Careful there, Matt," he said. It was the first time he had actually used my name. "Watch those teeth." "Maybe he needs another hit of poppers," Javier said. "Or something more?" "Poppers can't hurt," Eli muttered, as he held the brown bottle under my nose. I inhaled deeply, knowing that the drugs would soon make nothing but cock matter. "You ready for a hard fucking?" Javier asked me. "Oh yeah," I grunted, Eli's cock still in my mouth. "Fuck my hole good." "You still want me to pull out?" Javier asked. "Still want me to waste my sperm?" "Fuck no," I replied immediately. Now, with the drugs hitting me hard, it seemed like a criminal offense to make this man pull out. Taking his cum would be such a small thing. It would be such an easy thing to do. I wouldn't have to do anything other than let Javier be the red-blooded man he was. He would naturally fill me with his thick spooge, and I would gladly let him. "Fuck me. Shoot your load in me." "He's finally getting the hang of this," Eli said. "You gonna let me cum in you as well?" At that moment, the poppers kicked in. Suddenly, the idea of Eli fucking me wasn't so scary. I knew I could do it. It would hurt, but the pain would be just what I needed. "Of course. You just need to fuck me hard first." "Oh, that's not going to be a problem at all," Eli said. Simultaneously, both men slammed their cocks back into me. I gasped, but that was quickly squelched as Eli's fat shaft slid into my throat. "So fucking nice," Eli said, as he wrapped his muscular arms around Javier and the two men kissed deeply. Javier's cock responded to the kiss. It poked deeper into me and found fresh territory to explore and mark. Meanwhile Eli's dick stayed deep in my throat and dripped pre-cum directly into my gut. "I know," Javier said. "I can do this all day." "No reason we can't," Eli said. He started to play with one of Javi's nips, which caused Javi to slam his cock into my ass. "Oh fuck," Javier said. His hips started to buck wildly. "I'm getting close." "Breed that muscle boy ass," Eli said, egging him on. "I want to watch you shoot your load up there. Lube it up for me." I needed to beg Javi for his load, but my mouth was stretched wide open and filled with the black man's hard cock. It didn't matter. Javier had been pushing deeper into my hole and clearly had no plans to ever pull out. "FUCK," Javier grunted, with one last forceful thrust into my ass. Even though his balls were now tight against his body, his last plunge was hard enough to make them slap against my ass. "I'm going to cum," he said. For a brief, magical moment, his hard shaft was still and unmoving, buried deep in my hole. Then the first volley of sperm traveled down the endless length of his cock. It forced his dick to swell, just as his thick load gushed out of Javier's engorged dickhead. "Oh God," he moaned. "Take my jizz." "Oh yeah," Eli said, his arm cradling Javier's head as he kissed him. "Come for me, man. Fill that guy's ass for me." Javi was now on autopilot as he executed the ancient yet familiar rite of orgasm. He plunged into my hole, each thrust marked with another jet of white-hot spooge. I was relieved that Javier was finally cumming; his cum was lubricating my hole and made his relentless pounding much easier to withstand. It would also make Eli's inevitable assault almost bearable. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck," Javi repeated, unable to express his emotions in anything but the shortest and simplest of phrases. His orgasm was something that he was trying to share with the two of us, but fundamentally, it was something that was deeply personal and intimate. This rite was the most fundamental act of being a man: the rite of injecting semen into another subservient man. I was the perfect foil for Javier: I wanted men to fuck me and inject their loads into me more than anything else in the world. Forced by the tina, all I was thinking of was Javi's dick shooting in me; all I wanted next was to get the same treatment from Eli. "Fill him up," Eli said. "You know he wants it. He needs your spooge bad." I was tightening my ass around Javi's cock. I was trying to milk out every last drop of his hot jizz. "Fuck, man, you're a hungry hole," Eli continued, turning his attention back to me. I was almost choking on Eli's cock, but despite the discomfort of the full, fat length in my sore throat, it was a small taste of cocksucker heaven. "Can't get enough cock, can you?" My mouth and throat full, I didn't try to reply; I just swallowed. It would massage the entire length of Eli's fat dick, giving him the pleasure he so richly deserved. "Hungry cock slut, huh?" Eli said in response. "Keep that up, and you'll get another big load in your gut." Javier was slowing down his pounding and tried to catch his breath. He was still in a tight embrace with Eli. "Yeah, make him choke on your load," he said, urging Eli on. "You need to get that first load out. Then you'll be able to properly enjoy him." "Oh fuck Bro, you know it." Eli placed a hand on my chest. He braced himself against my body and then used the leverage to push deeper into my throat. It was probably only a quarter of an inch of cock, but it felt like a foot of solid steel shaft. The tip of his cock felt like it was already in my stomach and he was dripping his fluids directly into it. "Can't hold off much longer," Eli said. His balls pressed against my nose, blocking off my last source of air. I didn't know how much longer I would be able to stand his throat fuck, but, at the same time, I didn't want it to ever end. I would withstand Eli's onslaught for as long as I had to. It was my job and purpose to get him off, no matter how he wanted to do it. "Oh hell," Eli grunted. My lips stretched even wider around his cock as his balls unloaded their payload of semen. It first went into the base of his erect cock. Then the spurt traveled down the length of his shaft before finally squirting out of his thick dickhead straight and into my stomach. He never gave me the choice of whether to swallow his load or not: I had to eat it. Of course, if had asked, I would have begged for his jizz. "Oh fuck yeah," he moaned, as another discharge rocketed down his shaft and into my gullet. "Let him taste it," Javier said. "Let him know you're cumming in his mouth." Eli slowly pulled his dick out of my throat. He took his time because several more spurts of sperm landed in my throat. His sperm was thick and it helped to soothe the raw and sore parts that he had been using and abusing earlier. When his cockhead was in my mouth, he held it there. He filled my mouth quickly with his hot cream. It was surprisingly tasty, almost sweet. Rather than immediately swallow it, I savored it, tasting its warmth and aliveness. "Fuck, the guy loves it." "Why wouldn't he?" Eli asked. "Fucking Grade-A man juice there." He turned to me. "You going to get every drop of it for us, cocksucker?" Since my mouth was no longer totally full with cock, I could answer Eli. "Of course man. Every single bit of it." "Good man," Eli said. "And I'm not quite done yet," he continued. He slid his cock in and out. His dick was no longer pumping out cum. Instead, it was now more a steady dribble of jizz. I was more than happy to lap it up, getting every fertile drop and swallowing it. Finally, his cock leaked the last bit of sperm into my mouth. I savored it, but also ran my tongue over his sensitive head. I was hoping for one more drop of his sperm. "That's all for right now," he said, gently pulling his cock out. "But don't worry, there'll be plenty more for you later today." At the same time, Javi had pulled his softening cock out of my ass. "Time for a break, I think," he said. "Catch our breath, recharge pipe, and then another round?" he asked. "Sounds good to me," Eli said. "Looking forward to fucking his ass. Especially that I can take my time and do it properly." I shuddered a bit, wondering if I would ever be able to fit his thick tool into my hole. Even though Javier had just stretched me out and lubricated me, Eli still seemed dangerously big. "But first, I want to hit that glass pipe again. And I bet Matt here wants to clean off your man pipe."

My friend of several years, who has always ben curious about anal picked me up. We went over to his house and into his kinda dirty and really dark garage. I blew him hard, then he put a condom on. He was having a ton of trouble getting it in. So i convinced him to take off the condom, he wacked it hard and then it slid right in me. About 5 minutes later he busted a nut in me with his dick into the hilt. After he took me home, i got down my dildo and fucked my ass deep while i jacked off with his cum still in me.

About 2 hours ago....was at local pig pick-up/play bar...the scene went like this: Me: what brought you out? Him: had to get out, i am over this weather Me: so you are horny? Him: well i guess you have me there Me: me too...(feel his chest)...you have a piecing on your left nipple, so you are a top? Him: yes Me: good i am all bottom, want to go back to my place? Him: sure, but i only fuck w/condom Me: I don't have any... Him: is there a drug store nearby? Me: yes, but i am not buying any Him: let's go to your place now!!! We arrive, strip down, jump in bed and he loaded my ass with his cum....glad he was so concerned with a condom.....NOT!! He sent a thank you text and wanted to know what night this week we can repeat....

Bred last night by a hot latino baseball jock. Went over to his place and made out on the couch. In no time I was rubbing my bare hole over his 8.5" cock. A bit of spit for lube, and I was milking his cock with my hole. This was all on his couch and in front of the window on the first floor, so we gave a good show... I pulled off to change positions, which I guess broke the mood, because he started asking for a condom. I said I had one, and then he hemmed and hawed. My guess is that he can't cum while fucking covered. So I told him to fuck me bare and cum in my ass. He was really hesitant, but I followed him to his bedroom and lay on his bed with my legs in the air. He slid in without question and fucked me for a good 10 minutes before cumming in my ass. Loved feeling up his thick guns while he was seeding me. Then I cleaned off his cock with my mouth like a good little slut. Loved the hot, smooth feeling of cum in my ass on my way home.

I just took a load of full blown aids cum….wearing abutt plug right now and the cum is still in me….my viral load right now before I took the full blown cum was 850,000 and my CD 4 was 450. Guy who fucked me has a CD 4 of 40 and viral load of over 1 million. He stopped taking meds and has lesions on his body and white sores in his mouth….I met him in a poz chat site…earlier tonight ……what do u think might happen to my viral load and CD 4 count after this….I am not on meds yet….he is asleep right now and I will probably atke one or more loads overnight.

10. Nathan Of course, I took some pictures as the three men jumped into the pool. As I continued to take pictures of them playing in the water, I tried to take stock of the past week and everything that had happened. On paper, I had made major decisions, and radically changed the nature of my most important relationships: with my brother, with my nephew, with one of my best friends, and most critically, with my husband. But none of these changes felt bad or wrong to me. As I watched the casual intimacy the boys shared frolicking in the water, it felt more like I had just grown up more. Alan had talked about how infecting me was a major milestone in his life and helping Jason become poz had forced me to develop as a man as well. Greg would be exactly the same. It wasn't just Greg that was getting changed; it was myself as well. "Boo! Stop over-thinking whatever you are worried about and join us in here," Jason called out to me. I put down my camera and joined my men in the pool. Before I had even adjusted to the water, I was in the middle of a warm, safe, masculine circle. Our hands were exploring each other's now-familiar bodies, our tongues were intertwined, and our love for each other was exposed. For me, it was a moment of pure joy. I didn't want it to end. Of course, joy like that couldn't last forever. One by one, we got out of the water. We dried off and helped each other to some more sunscreen. Our afternoon drifted pleasurably onwards, interrupted by an fresh joint being passed around, a new round of beers, and swapping magazines to read. As the sun began to set, Sean announced that he needed to get back home and get ready for the evening. The three of us remained, sometimes talking, sometimes just reading, and sometimes letting a hand linger a moment too long on an exposed pec or butt. While Greg napped in the warm California dusk, Jason found some salmon in the fridge and started to grill it. I mixed some cocktails for us. Dinner was a leisurely affair outside. Afterwards another joint appeared and was passed between Greg and I while all three of us lounged in the hot tub. As the sun finally disappeared behind the horizon and the night grew cool, we retired into the bedroom. Although we hadn't done much that day, we were tired out from the sun and the sex. We could barely stay awake through some movie we had found. Greg was the first to sleep, nestled between Jason and myself with his head against my chest. Jason was next to fall asleep, his arm wrapped across Greg and holding onto my thigh. When the two of them were gently snoring, I extricated myself to turn off the TV, and shut off the lights. It took me much longer to get to bed. I was still thinking about how everything had changed, and how it would all change again tomorrow. I had to drop Greg off at school, and then return to our home. I wondered how Greg would think back on this week. Would he have the same fond memories I had? I awoke with a start. It was still dark out and Greg was still next to me. However, from the way he was pressing against me and his gasping for air, I quickly realized that Jason was fucking him. I had a momentary pang of jealousy, that Jason had started something that I wasn't involved in. But, I realized that the jealousy was small and petty of me. I had brought Greg into my small family, and I had never asked Jason's opinion. That Jason was so willing to share our love with Greg was something I had to be thankful for. "Please, Uncle Jason," Greg was repeating. It was hard to tell if he was saying it from pleasure or pain. His voice was tense and I knew, no matter how gentle Jason tried to be, Greg's hole was still the raw and tender ass of a novice. I reached to the bed table, and found a bottle of poppers. "Here, boy," I whispered into his ear. I wrapped an arm around him and held him close. "Sniff," I said, as I held the bottle under his nose. "It will make it feel good again." Greg didn't need me to tell him twice, and inhaled deeply. "Good boy," I said, as we locked lips and my tongue slid into his mouth. As the poppers diffused through my boy's body, Greg slowly relaxed. His plaintive cries to my husband no longer had the same edge of pain to them. He got comfortable in his place as a bottom for my man. "Please, Uncle Jason, maybe not so hard?" he asked, knowing that it was just the poppers which were masking the pain he had been feeling. I held Greg close to me, feeling each one of Jason's thrusts into his body. I handed the poppers to Jason, and let him do a long hit. "I'm sorry, Greg," Jason said. "This is what you said you wanted. And this is what you need." He handed the poppers back to me, and I immediately held them back under Greg's nose. "What you deserve." "Take it, boy. Take my husband's cock. Take his cum. Take his virus," I said, interrupting each sentence with a deep, slow kiss. "Make me proud, boy. Make my Jason happy." "Please," Greg begged again. He was almost whimpering in pain, but neither Jason, Greg nor myself made any effort to stop the harsh and relentless fuck Jason was delivering. This was a fuck that Greg had to take, if was going to get what he wanted so badly, if he was going to become a man like Jason or myself. "Make me proud of you Greg," I said, giving him another hit of the poppers. "I want you to be my hot poz boy. Our beautiful, infected boy." "Please Uncle Jason," Greg cried. The poppers were now taking full effect and he was now saying things I knew he just barely meant. "Fuck me hard. Pound your raw cock in me, and shoot me full of your poz cum. Make me your boy." He was crying now, crying from pain, crying from pleasure, crying from the sadness of a dream being realized, and crying from the pleasure of a fantasy coming brutally true. "You want it boy? You want my poz load up your raw ass?" "No, I don't," said Greg. I could feel his tears on my face from him, but I made no effort to stop Jason. "I don't want it. But I want to be a real man. Just like Uncle Nathan. Just like you. I want it from you. I want you to give it to me." He was barely coherent, a mixture of pleasure, desire, pain and raw fear driving his every action and word. "Please," he finally said, repeating it over and over like a mantra. "Take it boy," Jason moaned, thrusting his cock hard into Greg's young hole. I could hear it in his voice how his cock was stiffening and spurting and how the dirty cream was dripping into Greg to take root there. "Fucking take my poz load," Jason said, each word another agony-inducing thrust into Greg's body. Again, all Greg could do in response was to whimper, and beg. "More," he said. "More cum. More virus. In me." His body might have been shaking, but his cock was hard as a rock thrust up against my body. "Please," he repeated endlessly, as Jason's orgasm subsided. Even though Jason was clearly exhausted from his efforts, he managed to pull his cock out and turn Greg around. My penis had been erect from the moment I had woken up, and I didn't hesitate to line it up with Greg's cum-drenched raw hole. "You're going to take my husband's cock now," Jason said, between deep breaths. "You're going to take his toxic load up there and you're going to let him infect you. It's probably going to hurt. No. It will hurt. But you need this. Understand, boy?" "Yes, Uncle Jason," Greg said. He was shaking and there were still tears running down his face. "Please, Uncle Nate, fuck me. Fuck me raw. Breed me. Make me your pozboy." My cock had already been dripping from feeling him pressed up against me while Jason had fucked him. Hearing him beg for my seed only made the drip worse and my cock harder. I pressed my cock against his hole. I didn't bother with lube, not even a bit of spit. For Greg's sake though, I was glad that Jason had used some lube on him, and, of course, he had just deposited a big load in Greg's hole. With just the sperm and remanants of lube to grease my penetration, Greg tensed up as my cock slid into his hole. "Popper up, boy," I said, loud enough for Jason to hear me. "You're going to need it." Jason held the bottle under Greg's nose and forced him to inhale the relaxing drug. As the poppers took effect, Greg relaxed just the slightest bit. I took the opportunity to ram my cock all the way into his hole. "Please," he begged, a low moan coming from him. Despite his obvious need, despite his clear desire, and despite the poppers, he had still struggled against my penetration. But I was past caring about him and his pleasure. All that mattered was my cock, to get it as deep as possible inside him, and to spray my virus over his raw and exposed guts. "Please, Uncle Nate, not so hard," he begged me again. "I'm not sure if I can take it." His pleading cries had an unintended effect on me. Rather than making me slow down and go easy on my nephew's hole, my hips sped up, thrusting my cock ever deeper into him. "Take my husband's cock," Jason whispered to him. "Take his poz rod. He's going to shoot his deadly sperm deep in your hole, whether you enjoy it or not." Jason turned towards me and continued, "Infect him, my hot Nathan. You infected me. Now do it to him. Make your nephew a real man, just like us." As he spoke, Jason held the bottle of poppers under my nose. If I did a hit off the poppers, I'd toe a fine line between rough, aggressive fucking and simple, brutal rape. But it wasn't me that was doing the thinking any longer. It was my virus that was doing all the thinking for me, and my HIV made the choice. I inhaled deeply. "I'm sorry, Greg," I managed to whisper, before the illness and the poppers completely took over my body. I slammed my cock into him, feeling the collected ass juices, lube, and sperm squish around. It just barely smoothed out my pounding. I didn't care. My cock was in charge, only caring about its own pleasures and happiness. Greg had become my sex toy for the week. I had stopped caring if I broke my toys while I played. "Please, Uncle," Greg begged. "Not so deep. Or so hard." I had my arms wrapped around him, holding him in place. It let me pound deep into his body. I could feel each of his tiny squirms as he tried to avoid my cock, each tiny shudder of his body as my death stick found an untouched part of his tender hole to defile, and each tiny gasp of air as he forced himself to go well beyond his limits. I didn't want to do this to my hot nephew, to my beautiful boy, to my beautiful god son, but I couldn't help myself. Besides, it wasn't me who was doing the fucking any longer. It was my virus, passed down from man to man, in the brutal, aggressive sex that made it spread. His hole was so wet, so warm, and so perfect that I had to mark it with my seed. I held him tight, not letting him escape the relentless ass-pounding for even a moment. "Here," Jason said, holding the poppers under Greg's nose once more. "Breathe. It will help relax you. As much as anything can save you now." Jason pressed his body against Greg. He made sure Greg had no option but to snort the poppers and continue to take my cock. "Deep breath," Jason said. "Open yourself up. Let Nathan into your body. Let our seed fill you up boy, and let it take root deep in your body." The poppers slowly took over Greg's thoughts, then his actions. "Please. I want it so badly. But I don't know if I can take it any longer." Greg was forcing himself up against my cock, letting me get in a little deeper into his body. He was still sobbing. The poppers were hardly a match against the difficult and painful fuck. "Don't stop, Uncle. Please. Don't stop," he said, struggling to get out the words between sobs of pain. "I need this. I know it. But it's so hard." He gasped again. "Stop, Uncle. Please." Then there was a moment of quiet, a moment of utter ambivalence. "Give it to me. Harder," he said. The confusion, uncertainity and sheer need were easy to see in his face and hear in his voice. "It's ok," Jason said, cradling Greg's head in his hands. "It's ok to cry. It's difficult, I know. I went through it as well." I remembered the ordeal that Jason endured, how he cried from the pain, how he cried from the emotion, and how he cried from his relentless need to be fucked raw and bred full of Alan's life-altering virus. "Remember, it's not Nathan fucking your hole. It's the virus raping your ass and your body. It's the best way for you to get it." Hearing Jason work so carefully to convince Greg to take my infected dicksnot was a huge turn-on for me, and made me slam his hole even harder. Greg start to kiss Jason, and I knew he was looking for a distraction from what I was doing to his hole. As the two men made out, I nibbled on Greg's ear, telling him how good his raw hole felt stretched around my cock. I was starting to drip pre-cum into his hole, which made the fuck ever so slightly easier for him to take. "Please, Uncle Nate, fuck me," Greg moaned. "I need you to cum in me. I need your virus." "Good boy," Jason said. He held the poppers under Greg's nose again, and let the young man inhale. "Let it take over your mind. Let it drive you." Jason didn't take the bottle away from Greg, even after several deep breaths. For the first time since my cock had penetrated his hole, Greg relaxed fully in my arms. The poppers had finally had an effect on him. The secret was just to give the boy more and more of them. "You ok there, boy?" I asked. My mind had cleared a bit, and Alan's virus no longer had its iron grip on my actions. Although, I still wasn't sure if I could stop fucking Greg if he asked me to. His hole felt so good wrapped around my penis, and my balls were dripping pre-cum into his unprotected guts. "It hurts, Uncle Nate. It hurts a lot," he said. "But don't stop. Please, don't stop until you breed me." He paused, his body tense. He pushed back against my cock, letting me in fraction of an inch deeper. "I need it. I need your cock, your cum, your virus. And I need it even if it hurts. Especially if it hurts." Greg had a clarity that I hadn't heard in his voice before. It was a deeper understanding of his need. I wondered if he had already started the infection process. Maybe the virus had found purchase in his brain. I hoped that it had begun; he had wanted it so much. My cock was swelling, and I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. The darker part of my psyche, the part that the virus had long ago taken over and perverted to its own ends, wanted to make the fuck last as long as possible. This fuck was turning into a battleground between two animalistic halves of my nature: the side which sought pure pleasure that wanted to cum immediately, and the side which was dark and diseased that wanted to extend the pain and the ordeal as long as possible for Greg. I knew that this was probably the last load I was going to be able to fuck into Greg for quite a while, and I had to make sure that he got to college with plenty of the virus in his body. "Fuck it into his hole, love," Jason said. "You know he wants it. Feel how hard his cock is." Jason grabbed me by my torso, sandwiching Greg between us. He made sure that regardless of Greg's desires or wishes, he couldn't escape my cock or the eventual injection of toxic sperm. "Please, Uncle, I need it," Greg asked me, right before Jason kissed him again. I was past caring whether Greg wanted my load or not; my cock had already decided where it was going to shoot. "I love you Alan," I said, "I love you Jason. And I love you, Greg." Those were my last coherent words. My balls tightened up, and my hips thrust my dick deep into my nephew's young body. "Ugh, Please, Uncle, Please," Greg moaned. I couldn't tell if it was pain or desire that was driving him, either worked for me. I slammed my cock into him, again feeling that familiar tingle at the tip. It took only a few quick strokes more before the first spurt of my orgasm landed inside of the boy. "Thank you," Greg started to repeat, "Thank you." He could feel the warm, toxic seed landing in his hole, and his obvious happiness at the breeding only made me thrust harder and deeper into him. "Breed our boy," Jason urged me. "Fill him with your jizz. Your sweet and deadly jizz" I thrust my cock into Greg's hole again and again, each time injecting a fresh spurt of dirty cream into his hole. Finally, seemingly hours later, I was spent. I wondered when the next time I could bred Greg would be; the fast-approaching morning would be a bit rushed, and my balls were drained from the week's activities. "There's one last poz load for you, boy," I whispered into Greg's ear. "At least for a while." My cock was softening, but it was still hard enough for me to work the cum into his hole. "I hope we've given you enough." "Thank you. Fuck that was painful and intense," Greg answered. "But hot. I'm hard as a rock." I pulled my cock out of his hole, and he rolled onto his back. In the dim light of the bedroom, I could see his cock sticking up, glistening from pre-cum. "God, I have to get off," he said. As Greg spoke, Jason just barely stroked my arm. I knew immediately what he was thinking and together, we started to lick Greg's cock. We ran our tongues up and down his hard shaft, licking up the drops of pre-cum and teasing his dickhead. "Oh man, that's it," Greg moaned, his cock throbbing under our attention. "I'm gonna cum," he continued. I let Jason have the pleasure of swallowing Greg's head; I had already drunk from the tap, and wanted to share the pleasure. "Fuck," Greg moaned, grabbing Jason's head and holding him down on his shaft. "Fucking take my cum," he grunted, as spasms wracked his body. Jason kept his lips wrapped around Greg's cock, getting every drop of his sweet boy-jizz. Finally, when Greg's body had stopped shaking from the pleasure, I leaned in to kiss Jason. He had swallowed much of Greg's cum, but there were still a few drops for us to share. "Nice," I said, as Jason and I kissed and licked up the last few drops from his cock. Greg's cum wasn't as sweet as I remembered from the other times; it had a fresh spiciness that had been lacking before. It wasn't bad; it added complexity to an already amazing flavor. "So fucking tasty," I said, as Jason and I swapped the load back and forth. "Yeah," Jason said. We lay back down, Greg between us. All three of us began to make out, as the intensity from our orgasms faded, and the simple love for one another returned. I wrapped one arm underneath Greg, then rested the other on Jason, holding my two men fast and close, not trusting their safety beyond my grip. But my belief was deeply ironic, that I could ensure my men's safety. In truth, the most dangerous person for Greg was me. Around him, around me, neither of us could control our actions. Inevitably, this would lead to Greg's infection. Once more, it was Greg who fell asleep first, his breathing getting slower and deeper. "That was fucking amazing," Jason said quietly, whispering over our sleeping boy. "Was it like this when you pozzed me?" "Yeah, it was," I said. "I'm glad we could share this." "Me too. I love you," Jason said. He kissed Greg's sleeping face delicately. "And I'm falling in love with you too, boy," he said to our sleeping young man. "I'm glad this happened," I said. "I'm happy you're part of him now." We didn't speak again as we fell asleep; we didn't have to. We had lived together long enough to understand each other perfectly and to know what each other was thinking. It was enough to feel each other's skin, to feel the warm boy between us, to know our sperm and our virus were invading his body. Tangled together, a physical manifestation of our growing emotional bonds, we three slept soundly. In the morning, I woke up first and carefully extricated myself from the warm mass of bodies in the bed. I didn't expect the two younger men to wake up for some time, so I took the relative quiet time as my time to go for a run. The exercise helped to clear my mind, and get me prepared for the day. I knew it was going to be crowded and hectic at move-in. There was also one other trip that Greg and I had to do, one that would be even harder emotionally than any I had done in a long time. Even after I came back from my run, it didn't look like either Greg or Jason had stirred; they were still had their arms around each other, sleeping soundly. I did my best to be silent as I stripped down and went into the bathroom. The warm shower felt good, washing off the last bits of lube from the previous night, plus all the sweat and grime from both sets of my early morning exercises: the fuck and the run. While I was in the shower, Jason had woken up. I realized it as he pressed his body against mine when he joined me in the shower. "You feel good," he said. "Good run?" he asked, running his hand along my body. "Yeah, it was." I turned to face him, and we started to kiss. "It's nice to be back with you," I said. "I missed you. And I missed this as well." His cock still had that pleasurable stiffness of morning wood as I wrapped my hand around it. "I want it inside me." "Tonight, boo," he said. "I want to put it inside you too. Not to say I haven't enjoyed breeding Greg." "Yeah, I know." We were quiet as our tongues explored each other's mouths and our bodies rubbed against each other. "You think he's going to be ok?" I finally asked. "I think so. I hope so. He seems to know what he wants." "Yeah, he does. And he has been determined to get it. I'll tell you the whole story later. But, I worry he'll change his mind. I don't want him angry at us in a year for the things the virus made us do." "Who knows," Jason said. "He's still young. I suppose that is what we need to be worried about. But too late now, huh?" "Right," I said. We washed each other off, then stepped out and dried off. "Fuck," Jason said, finally noticing and caring about the clock. "I gotta run. Real life intrudes" He dressed quickly, and grabbed a protein shake on his way out. "Give Greg a kiss for me. Or more," he said as he headed off to work. I looked at the time as well, and realized that we needed to get going soon as well. "Time to get up," I said, gently shaking the sleeping boy. He had looked so peaceful and innocent lying in the morning sun. I hated to interrupt that slumber, but I was the responsible adult. I wanted to get to the dorms early, before the rush started. "Is it time?" he asked, sleepily. "Unfortunately," I said. "Shower? Are you ok?" "Ok? Why do you ask?" he replied. "Well, last night. It was rougher than you might have wanted." "No. It was what I needed. And it wasn't you. It was your virus." He coughed as he stood up out of bed. "I feel like I'm getting a cold. Must be from all the switches between the desert, air conditioning and back again," he said. He grabbed a towel and went in to take a shower. Was it truly a cold? Maybe one of the many loads we had pounded into him had finally taken root. After the quick shower, he got dressed quickly, and we had a quick bite to eat. "Ready?" he asked me. "Oh yeah. But I think I should more ask you that. It's a big day for you." "I am," he said. "Let's get it started." We climbed into the SUV. "I want to take you somewhere first," I said. "It's a only a bit out of our way. And it's important. For both of us." Instead of taking the interstate to the campus, I headed towards an older part of town. Since this was California, older was very relative; it had been built in the 1920s. Even though I hadn't gone to our current destination in a few months, I could never forget how to get there. Muscle memory quickly took over, and it made all of the familiar, painful turns through the shady streets. In a few minutes, we reached our destination, a small plot of green in the middle of an older neighborhood. In the years since I had been coming here, the neighborhood had changed. When I first had to come here, it was all first generation blue-collar immigrants, but the craftsman bungalows were slowly selling to a younger, professional crowd. Since the last time, there were more rainbow flags waving in the bright morning sun. I parked the SUV, found the rocks I had gathered in that gas station in New Mexico, and the two of us got out. "What is this, Uncle Nathan?" Greg asked me. He fell silent when I didn't say anything. I led him to a pair of black gates set in a low stone fence. There was a gold Star of David topping each of the gates, and I could just barely see the stones on the other side. "Alan," I said. I opened the gates, and the gravestones stretched across the small field. We were both silent as I walked to the plot. "Here it is," I said, standing in front of the marker. It read very simply, "Alan Knight. August 30, 1954 - Sept 10, 2001. 1 Elul 5714 - 22 Elul 5761." There were still two pebbles on the top; I had found them on a beach in Greece in the spring. "Here," I said, handing Greg one of the New Mexico rocks. He knew the traditions of our tribe, and placed his stone next to the others. "Yitgadal vyitkadash," he started to say quietly. I placed my rock next to his, and joined his barely audible prayer. Together, we wrapped our arms around each other. Even in the hot California summer, there was a chill. The simple body contact helped to warm us. "Aleinu v'al kol Israel vimru," we concluded. "Amen," Greg said. He turned and hugged me. I was trying not to cry; I still missed Alan. I'd always miss him. I wanted him to be here so badly. I wanted him to see what kind of man Greg had grown into. Knowing that Alan would approve, we kissed slowly. "I wish I had known him better," Greg finally said. "You'll always carry a bit of him in you," I said. I had initially meant the memory of my amazing man, but for the two of us, it was always going to be much more complex than just simple memories. "I know," Greg said. "I'm glad that I have that part of him." We kissed again, chaste, yet intimate. "This has been an amazing week," Greg said. He sniffled a bit, and I saw that his eyes were red and puffy like mine. I wiped my eyes; I didn't want Greg to know how close I was to breaking down in tears. "Now, let's get you moved into college, young man," I said. We walked out of his resting place, back to the SUV, and drove off towards the dorms.

9. Greg I woke up with sunlight streaming into an unfamiliar room. It landed on my face, briefly disorienting me. It took me a moment to remember where I was: I was at my Uncle Nathan's home, and had just awoken in his bed. A warm body was pressed against my back and a heavy, muscular arm was wrapped around me, holding me close and safe. As the sleep fell from my mind, I remembered what had happened the previous night. My HIV-positive uncle had fucked me bareback. Not just Nathan, but his husband as well. Both of them had fucked me raw: my Uncle Nathan, and his husband, my Uncle Jason. They had filled my young ass with their virus-laden sperm. Then, I had fallen asleep between the two. This morning my ass was still filled with their deadly cum. Lazily, I rolled over, to see which man was still in bed with me. It was Jason. I must have awaken him, because as I faced him, he stretched, yawned, and smiled at me. "Good morning, Greg," he said. "Did you sleep well?" "Yeah, I did. Very well," I answered. He reached down and ran a finger along my hard cock, then pressed his own deadly tool against my body. "Where's Uncle Nate?" I asked, realizing that we were alone in the bed. "He's probably off running," he said. He pushed his cock up between my legs and landed the head right against my hole. "You enjoy last night?" he asked. "I know I did." "Very much," I said. Before I could say anything else, he stuck his tongue in my mouth. We kissed. I must have had horrible morning breath, but his was just as bad, so they cancelled out. I wrapped my arm around him, reaching down to his firm butt and pulling him closer to me. "I want you inside of me again," I said, as we broke off the kiss. "I want you to infect me." The effects of the weed we had smoked the previous night were still lingering and I was being more forward than I might have otherwise been, but I didn't care, nor did I think it mattered much. Jason had fucked me twice the previous day., each time filling my hole with his deadly jizz. Nathan's and Jason's rule was that it took three loads for a pozzing to count. "I want you to be my poz dad," I said. I still needed one more load from my Uncle Jason, and I was determined to get it before we got out of bed. Jaosn spent a lot of time at the gym, but it wasn't just for show. He knew how to use the muscles he had developed. He easily flipped me onto my stomach and spread my legs wide. "You're going to get it boy," he said, as he got on top of me. "Gonna slam my deathstick deep in your hole and breed you." His cockhead was right against my hole, ready to penetrate. His cock was raw. Like every time I had been fucked that week, there was no condom to protect me. The safety was off. He hadn't bothered with any lube. I hoped there was still enough cum and lube from the previous night to make his penetration easier for the both of us. But my need for his seed overpowered any worries of soreness or pain, or even a desire to pause long enough for lube. My ass was pressing back against him, almost forcing him to enter me. Enter me he did. It wasn't slow and it wasn't gentle. It was the forceful, direct thrust of a man who needed my raw hole just as badly as I needed his unprotected cock. "Fuck yeah, Greg," he said. "I'm inside you. Raw." "I know," I said. It wasn't painful. Right now, I needed this fuck so badly I could overlook so many things. "I need your seed, Jason." It was what I had only dared to fantasize for the past few months; both of these men fucking me and sharing their loads with me. "I'm fucking you raw, Greg. Fucking my nephew. Breeding my husband's godson. Fucking my poz cum into your negative hole," he whispered into my ear, as he pounded his cock into my hole. "Please, Jason, give it to me. Make me your poz son. Make me your very own." Jason wrapped an arm around my neck, holding me tight as he fucked my hole harder. He was holding me just tight enough that it was hard for me to breath, and I was gasping for air. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard," I managed to whisper. "I'm going to fucking knock you up, boy. Going to breed you good and infect you. You're going to be just another link on my chain of death." He was pounding my hole hard now. His weight was holding me down. He made sure he could get in deep. "Fucking shoot my virus deep in you." With his free hand, he grabbed a bottle of poppers off the bed stand, and held it under my nose. I inhaled deeply. This was an intense fuck, hard, deep and forceful, but I was loving every second of it. Jason was pushing himself hard, and only the cum that remained from last night was lubricating our athletic pounding. Right now, the poppers were a nice addition to our fuck, but I knew very soon, they would be essential for me to be able to withstand his assault. "Breed me Jason. Shoot it in deep. You know I want it. I want your AIDS." The poppers hit right as I uttered the last phrase, and I nearly yelled it. Beneath me, my cock was rock-hard, grinding into the bed. I was so turned on, I knew I was dripping precum onto the sheets. Jason took the poppers from me and held it under his nose. He did a long hit, then quickly put the cap on, and continued to pound my hole. "Fucking. Take. My. Virus," he said. He was pulling his cock almost all the way out of my hole, then slamming it back in. Each millimeter of his cock was getting in on the action, opening up my hole, penetrating me, and rubbing in the previous night's cum into me. As the poppers hit him, his thrusts got faster, and almost inconceivably hard. I had turned into merely a hole for his cock, a pure and innocent vessel he was going to defile with his dirty, deadly cum. "I'm going to breed you my boy," he said. "That what you want? You want my gift? You want my HIV? You want the same virus your Uncle gave me?" "Please, give it to me. Infect me. I want it. And I want it from you, Jason. From you, Uncle Jason." That set him off. Deep inside of me, his cock swelled and spurted. He was injecting me with his cum, a thick mixture of seminal fluid, sperm, and most critically, millions of tiny viruses, the human immunodeficiency virus that would quickly infect me. We were engaged in the riskiest of risky sex, and there was nothing protecting me from the illness. My only reaction, my pitiful defense was only to spread my legs wider, not even trying to protect myself in any way. I wanted it that badly. "Let me have it." He was pounding his cock into me and filling me with his cum. I was glad I was on my stomach; I knew if I even touched my cock, I would explode. I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to concentrate on Jason's orgasm, concentrate on making him feel good. He must have given me a good ten or fifteen thrusts, each one deep into my body and each one punctuated with a spurt of toxic cream into my defenseless hole. Finally, his pace slacked a bit and he released his iron grip around my throat. I tried to catch my breath even as his cock stayed as hard as ever. He kept it buried in my ass, where it felt like it had always belonged. We were both gasping for air, exhausted by the sex. "Oh fuck," he said. "That was amazing. Are you ok?" he asked, now gently stroking my hair. It was a surprising and seamless transition from the rough, animal fuck to the tender loving touch. "Are you good?" he whispered again, a different man from the one who had just raped his seed into my barely willing body. But he was still all Jason, a perfect example of the power and the tenderness of two males having sex. I wanted this to be how I always made love with another man: rough and angry, tender and deep. "I'm fucking amazing, Uncle Jason," I said. I twisted my head back and our lips met. I felt so close to him at that moment and I didn't want it to end. My bond with my Uncle Nathan was one of blood. Now I had a bond with my Uncle Jason; it was a bond of cum. As we kissed, a bit of sweat dripped from his face into my mouth. I didn't mind. I didn't care. I wanted any part of this man that he would give me. Sweat seemed almost pure compared to the dirty seed he had just forced into me. "That was so fucking hot," a familiar voice said. We both looked up at the same time, and saw Nathan standing in the door. He was wearing a just a short pair of running shorts, his hairy chest drenched with sweat. He was lowering one of his many cameras, and I knew he had been documenting what had just happened. We had been so involved we hadn't heard him. "I think it's my turn now," he said, as he pushed down his shorts and let his hard cock spring free. "How long have you been there?" Jason asked. I was wondering the same thing. I wondered if I had said anything I didn't want Nathan to hear. I couldn't remember anything untoward: he already knew the depth of my needs, and if he was bothered by Jason fucking me, he hadn't made it clear. "Got in right about the time you flipped Greg onto his stomach," he said. He stepped out of his shorts, and put the camera on the dresser. He strode to the bed where Jason was still lying on top of me with his cock still buried inside me. "I wanted to watch the two of you. And it was incredible." "Wanna feel my cum up his hole?" Jason asked. He rolled off of me, slowly pulling his cock out of my ass. I felt how wet I was, and was thankful for how easy it would be for Uncle Nate to slide in. "Do you have to ask?" Nathan said. "You good, boy?" "Just need your poz cock up my ass," I said. "And maybe just a bit more lube." "I can do both," he said. Jason tossed me the bottle of poppers, and handed the lube to Nathan. Nathan knelt between my legs, pouring a bit of the cold liquid on my hole. I shivered from the sudden chill and from the anticipation of having his raw cock in me once more. "Do a hit," he said while his cockhead was lined up with my ass. As instructed, I opened the brown bottle and inhaled deeply. As I waited for the poppers to hit, I tried to remember how many times this handsome man had fucked me over the past week and how many loads I had taken from him. I counted up to five loads before the poppers hit me, and counting, much less more complex thoughts became impossible. "Please," I moaned, only thinking about another deadly load getting injected from my uncle's raw cock. Uncle Nate needed no more prompting from me, and started to slide his cock into me. It was a bit sore from the week's exploits, but it felt good. Very good. It felt surprisingly natural, like I had always been getting fucked up the ass. He took his time, carefully working his shaft into me and letting me get used to his length and thickness. "Going slow, my boy," he said, "I want to work my husband's load into your hole. Work it deep into your body" I realized his short strokes in and out, getting ever deeper wasn't just for me to get used to him, but for him to make sure every load I got had an equal chance to to implant itself in my body. "Fucking hot, boo" Jason said. He was still lying beside me and he had an arm around me. He held me down as his man fucked my hole. "Seed our boy again," he continued as he leaned in to kiss me. "You want it, don't you?" he asked me, almost whispering the dangerous thought into my ear. Between Jason's hot body next to me, Nathan's hard cock inside of me, and the last lingering effects of the poppers, all I could think about was how good I felt. "Please," I said, not sure if it was a response to Jason's question, or a plea to Nathan to knock me up with his seed. Underneath me, my cock was a solid column of hard flesh and I was dripping copious amounts of pre-cum onto the bed. "Fuck, he needs it," Jason said. "You're gonna breed him good?" he asked Nathan. "Fuck up our boy properly?" Nathan adjusted his position, now lying on top of me, just like Jason had been. "Of course, my love. Feels so amazing to be fucking in your spooge and to feel your poz cum surrounding my cock." Jason leaned in to kiss him. As the two made out, I took another hit from the poppers. "You want my load?" Nathan asked. "Yeah," I said, handing the poppers to Nathan. "You're gonna cum this soon?" "This morning, yeah. I've been thinking about your hole since I woke up. And fucking with Jason's sloppy seed isn't helping." He did a long hit from the poppers, then handed the bottle back to me. By the time I had gotten the top on, he was pounding my hole hard. "I'm gonna breed you, hot boy. You going to take my poz load?" "Of course. Give me your deadly load, Uncle Nate. Breed me good and fuck me hard." I squeezed my ass around his cock, ready to milk out a load from him. Deep inside me, his hard cock was finding all of the familiar, pleasurable spots again. Even over the few short days we had been together, my ass had started to conform to his cock, and he was able to slide in and out easily. Of course, the lube and Jason's cum didn't hurt his efforts. Although Nate said he was going to cum quickly, he didn't cum immediately. Even though as I was focused on getting every toxic load I could from my uncles, I was loving the feeling of getting fucked, of being filled up by a man's hard cock. I didn't mind the prolonged ass pounding at all. Besides, I knew each stroke of Nathan's dick worked more of Jason's load into my tender hole and my receptive young body. Jason was still lying next to me with his hand wrapped around us two, and he was whispering into Nathan's ear. Despite being right next to them, I could only hear snatches of what he was saying. "Breed him." "Feel my cum up there." "Make him your new poz boy." Whatever he was saying, it was working. After a few short minutes of pounding, I heard the signal change in Nathan's breathing that I now knew meant he was getting close. "Gonna breed you, my boy. Gonna fucking infect you," Nathan grunted. His cock swelled in my hole, and he gave a hard shove, pushing it deep into my body. I felt his first spurt and coupled with a guttural moan from him, my hole was suddenly wetter than it had been a few moments before. "Please, Uncle, breed your boy. Fuck it in deep." There were several more forceful thrusts into my hole, each one punctuated with another moan from Nathan. Jason watched both of us closely. "Yeah, Greg, take my man's poz load up your raw ass. Let us infect you, make you our hot poz boy," he said, encouraging both of us. Nathan responded with a few more spurts of cum into me but then his orgasm waned. Even though he had been on top of me, I felt him relax as it ended, letting more of his weight rest on me. Nathan had already been sweaty from his run, and our morning ass pounding only made him sweatier. It was dripping off of him and onto my body. I was still horny and I wanted every part of my Uncle Nate so badly. Now, it wasn't enough just to have his cock inside of me and to have his cum inside of me. I had a sudden urge to lick his body clean, to taste his man-sweat, to have it also become a part of me. I wanted any fluid of his I could get; I wanted it in my body. But, our positions made that option hard, so I had to settle for turning my head back towards him, and giving him a long kiss. "Needed that fuck, huh?" Jason asked. "You have no idea," I said. "Actually, I do," Jason said. "It was the same way for me. There's something about Nathan that makes the desire, the need even more all-consuming." He smiled. "His cum is like a drug. Maybe a poison." I could only nod in complete agreement; Nathan had forced his tongue back into my mouth. Jason joined us and our three tongues were intertwined. It felt good; I was enjoying the deep intimacy we had been able to develop. I could almost forget about my own throbbing cock beneath me. Finally, Nathan broke it off, and pulled his cock out of my ass. He rolled off of me, landing on the other side of me from Jason. "What do you guys want to do today?" he asked. "We could probably go somewhere, see some sights, if you wanted, Greg." "Or, we could just have a leisurely day, get some brunch and hang out by the pool," Jason countered. "And work on not getting tan lines." I had already decided that I wanted to stay at the house. Nor had I been planning on wearing anything by the pool; I was glad Jason agreed with me. "I like Jason's plan better," I said. The start of school was going to be busy, and one last day of relaxation was a very appealing option. Not to mention, I'd get another few loads from my hunky uncles this afternoon and maybe, finally, get a chance to get off myself. "Works for me," Nathan said. "But we need to shower before getting brunch." Jason jumped off the bed, and headed into the bathroom. He turned on the water in the shower. But before I could get up, Nathan grabbed me and pulled me close. He kissed me; his goatee rubbing against my smooth face. "I'm glad you're here," he said. "I'm glad you and Jason are getting along. And I'm really glad you're letting him be a poz dad for you. It means a lot to me. And, I know, to him." "It's been a pleasure," I said. "Really, more of a fantasy come true." It was true. I had been dreaming about this for months. Although not a single one of my detailed jerk-off fantasies had actually come true, the entire week ended up being better than all of the fantasies put together. "I just hope it takes," I said. "Well, we'll continue to work on you and that sweet sore hole of yours until it does. Now, let's get clean. At least our bodies." He helped me to my feet, whistling at my erection. "And we'll need to help you out with that monster dick of yours today, no doubt." He swatted at it playfully, and it bobbed in the warm air. "We know how to grow them, huh?" In the bathroom, Jason had gotten out towels for us and was doing a final adjustment on the water temperature. "In you go," Jason said, motioning for me to step into the large shower. It was more than big enough for the three of us so Jason and Nathan followed me into the shower. We all stood under the warm water, washing away the accumulated sweat, lube, grime, and pre-cum matted in our hair. Jason grabbed a bar of soap, and started to lather me up. Nathan did his best to get in our way, and managed to get a good bit of his body lathered up into the process. I took the soap and returned the favor for Jason, as Nathan continued to play around, finally getting completely covered in soap as well. With the three of us were covered in the slippery lather and our hands sliding over each other's bodies, we spent several pleasurable minutes stroking various body parts. Even after my Uncles' intense morning fucks, with all the attention, their cocks both got just as hard as mine. "Again?" I asked. "So soon?" "Definitely at least one today," Jason said. "But I need to build up a big load for you first." He stood under the water and washed off the soap. Nathan grabbed me from behind, his cock sliding into my ass crack. "You'll get another one from me as well. But you're going to have to learn patience and wait a bit." He nibbled on my ear a bit, as one hand slid down my smooth body and he found my erect cock. "And if you are good, the two of us will take care of this monster sneaky snake as well." We joined Jason under the water, and rinsed off. I was the first out of the shower, drying off, then headed back into the bedroom, where I tried to find some clothes. Jason and Nathan stayed in the bathroom, and I could hear them talking but they were quiet enough that I couldn't make out the words. Shortly they emerged, holding hands and smiling like horny teenagers. "We did another coin toss. Your ass won," Jason said. "Or lost, depending on your point of view. It's going down. This afternoon. By the pool. Be ready." "Works for me," I said. I was still naked, wandering around the bedroom and trying to remember where I had scattered my clothes over the course of the past day. It seemed like each piece had come off multiple times between the patio, the hot tub, and the bedroom. My uncles had gathering up the clothes they had also spread across the room and tossed them into a pile in the corner. Both of their cocks were still semi-hard, bouncing as they walked around the room. "Do you guys ever get soft?" I asked. "Not around you," Jason said. Nathan nodded in agreement, as he struggled to fit himself into a tight pair of underwear. He filled them out nicely, and it was hard for me to resist the temptation to kneel down and worship the handsome older man. "Now get dressed, boy. I'm hungry," Jason continued. Behind Jason, Nathan rolled his eyes at his husband. "You better do it. A hungry Jason is a cranky Jason." Jason had found some underwear and pulled it on. As he bent down to pick some other piece of clothing up, I saw that there was a cut-out for his ass, leaving him exposed and beautifully vulnerable. It was my first good view of Jason's butt. I suddenly realized how beautiful a man's ass could be, and in particular how amazing Jason's was. Firm and muscular, his two cheeks begged to be spread apart and violated. I wanted nothing more than to kneel down, and stick my face in there. I needed to lick his hole, tell him how amazing it was, and then force my cock deep into him. "You staring at my ass, boy?" Jason said, noticing my possessing gaze. "Uh," I stammered. But then I realized Nathan had fucked him uncountable times, and he had spent the last day or so fucking me. This wasn't a high-school gym, and there was no reason to deny the obvious. "Yeah. Yeah, I was." He had stood up now and was stepping into a pair of shorts. "Don't worry. You'll get to fuck it one of these days. We just have more pressing matters to deal with first." "Like?" Nathan asked, giving Jason a hard slap on the butt. "Well, first food. And hopefully a Bloody Mary. Then we've got to get our little nephew knocked up." He pulled on a t-shirt. Nathan also finished dressing as well. I had managed to get some clothes on, but was still looking for my shirt. "Here," Jason said. "Take one of mine." He tossed me a t-shirt. "Or one of mine," Nathan said, pointedly correcting Jason. "Sorry, One of ours," Jason said, correcting himself. "Where to?" he asked. "State Street Grill?" Nathan said. "Close. Good. Sounds perfect." The three of us left the bedroom, put on our shoes, and headed out the door. "It's a ten minute walk," Jason said. "Or a two minute drive, a ten minute hunt for parking, and then a five minute walk." "I'm fine with walking. I've spent too much time sitting in a car this week." I easily fell in between the two men as we walked down the street. They made no effort to hide the attraction between us, occasionally one or the other would run a hand down my back, or pat my ass. I felt open and comfortable with them. I realized how much I had been craving this easy intimacy with other men; the experiences in high school had been furtive and rushed and I never got ot speak about it afterwards. As we walked we talked about the logistics for tomorrow. It was going to be busy on campus, and we needed to figure out how to manage getting Nathan back home. After spending several minutes talking past each other, we finally realized that Jason would be getting off work right about when Nathan and I figured we'd be done, and it would be an easy detour for him to pick up Nathan. "I think we really need some food," I said, as we realized how simple it would actually be. "No kidding," Nathan said. "And we're here." He opened the door for us, and we walked in. We quickly got a table, sat down and started to look over the menu. "Hi, I'm Sean, and I'll be your..." I looked up and saw a hot young man. "Oh. It's you," he continued. "And who's the new one?" he asked, smiling at me. I tried not to stare, but he was very good looking and looked almost familiar. "Hands off, Sean," Nathan said. "He's my nephew, Greg." "He seems old enough to make his own decisions," Sean said. "And I haven't even touched him. Yet. But first, some drinks?" "Fuck yes," Jason said. "Bloody Mary. Coffee." "Same for me," Nathan said. "And you?" Sean asked. "A virgin Mary? But I can think of other ways for you to find salvation." He winked at me. "I'll take that," I said. "I'll get those in for you," he said, as he walked away." "You know him, it seems like?" I asked. "Yeah," Nathan said. "Not quite an ex of mine. We hung out a lot after Alan, fucked a lot. But it never really worked out for us. Anyway, he has a serious boyfriend now. Not that that stops him much," Nathan explained. "But we're still really close with him and his boyfriend, Vic. Both of them are still over frequently as well." Jason continued. He turned closer to me. "And he helped out when I was chasing," he said, almost whispering in my ear. "Chasing?" "You know, looking to get pozzed up." I was silent. I hadn't really thought much about how Jason had gotten infected. He had told me it had involved Uncle Nate, but somehow, I had always thought it had been an accident. It had not crossed my mind that it had been intentional. "You wanted it?" "Well. I wanted Nathan." Under the table he reached across me and grabbed Nathan's leg. "Badly enough that I didn't care about HIV. And he wouldn't let me fuck him until I was also HIV+. So, your uncle did most of the hard work, but a few other guys got to help out. Sean was one of them." "Do you regret it?" I asked Jason. "Never. It is a very small price to pay for the most amazing man ever. And the feeling of power when I'm in a neg hole..." he trailed off, a big smile on his face. "Guys," Nathan interjected, "Let's talk about this somewhere else." I looked around, and realized that although the restaurant wasn't very busy, it wasn't deserted. "Remember to tell Jason your reasons for getting it though. I think he'll appreciate it." "I think I need a real drink first, before I can do that," I said. Almost as soon as I said it, Sean re-appeared, carrying a tray of drinks. He set down some water, then put three bloody marys in front of each of us. "Here you go, boys. Enjoy," he said. He winked at me, and I wondered just how virginal my drink was. "You need a bit more time with the menu?" he asked, again not letting his eyes off of me. "Yeah, I do," I said. "Well, if I can help you in any way, let me know." His emphasis on "any way" made it clear what he wanted. I took the opportunity to look him over a little better. I estimated he was in his late twenties, maybe a little shorter than my 5'8" height and very skinny, with straight brownish-blond hair and blue eyes. He was smooth shaven and it seemed like he would have trouble growing a beard anyway. I wondered what he had hidden under the waiter's uniform. "Something caught your eye?" Nathan asked, as he walked away. "Yeah. He's cute," I said. I was a little embarrassed to be put on the spot like that; like I was back in middle school having to tell my parents which girls at school I liked. "Plus he's got a big cock, especially for such a skinny boy," Jason said. "And a great ass. You should ask if he wants to come over this afternoon. He might let you fuck him." "Serious?" I asked. It was a very different world than I had experienced in high school, one where sex was this easy and informal. "Absolutely," Nathan said. "And do you know what you want? To eat," he quickly added, then corrected himself once more, "For brunch." "I'm getting an omlette," I said. Nathan flagged Sean down, and the stud took our order. I could have been imagining it, but he was still staring at me more than was necessary. As he walked away, I took a sip of the bloody mary. As I expected, there was the taste of alcohol. "Stronger than you expected?" Nathan asked, smiling. "Yeah," I said sheepishly. I excused myself to wash my hands. I found the restroom towards the back of the restaurant. When I walked in, Sean was standing at the lone urinal, pissing. When he finished, he turned around and looked me over, his cock still hanging out. Jason wasn't wrong; for a short, skinny guy, his cock seemed absolutely massive. "You like?" he asked, noticing me staring. "Uh...yeah," I said. I guessed hard, it would be at least as big as Nathan's shaft. In fact, it was probably even bigger. "Um," I stammered. I leapt, unsure of what the answer would be. "You want to come over later?" "Nathan's?" "Yeah," I said. "We were going to hang out by the pool." He cut to the chase. "Can I fuck you?" He was still smiling and his cock starting to get hard at the thought. "Yeah, of course you can." "Just so you know, I'm poz. And I only fuck raw." I smiled. "Perfect. That's very cool. Nathan's been fucking me bareback for the past week." "That fucking bastard! He always gets the hot guys first." He smiled, shook his cock, and then literally stuffed it back into his tight black pants. "I'm off at 2:00. And if you're packing anything like what Nathan has, you better plan on fucking me as well." He washed his hands carefully, and headed back I washed my hands, then returned to our table. "And? We saw Sean come out of the restroom a little after you went in," Jason asked me, as I sat down. "Yeah," I said. "He's probably coming over after he's done working here. If that's alright?" "Of course," Nathan said. "It'll be nice to see him. And, you fucking him? Or he fucking you? Or both?" "Hopefully both, but we'll see, I guess," I said. Our food came out right then. Unfortunately, another server carried it out. We dug in, and the first few minutes were quiet while we ate. Only as we finished did we start to talk again. It was idle chit-chat for the most part; I was more cognizant that we were in public. I needed to be more careful about what I said, not so much about sex, but about the our family and especially about my chasing the bug. "Everything good?" Sean asked, as be dropped off the bill. "Very good as always," Nathan said. "And Greg says we're going to see you shortly?" "Oh fuck yeah," Sean said. "I'm off here at 2:00." Nathan handed Sean a credit card, and he took it away. "Thanks for brunch, Uncle Nate," I said. I looked at my watch. It was already a quarter to one. The day was quickly flying by. I wished I had more time to spend with Nathan and Jason, not to mention Sean as well, before I had to go to school. In a week, I'd have homework to do and books to study. Soon, the past week would be just a distant, pleasant memory. Although, with luck, I would have a permanent souvenir of the week coursing through my blood stream. It would have taken over my body by then. But it was the companionship and closeness with these men I was going to miss the most. "My pleasure, boy," Nathan replied. "Any last minute shopping you need to do?" he asked, as he signed the credit card slip. "I think there may be a tiny bit of space left in the car." "Nah. I'm good, I think." We got up and walked back to Nathan's place. "Joint?" I asked, as we walked by the SUV. "I'll pass," Jason said. "Drug tests, you know." "I'll take one," Nathan said. I grabbed the bag of weed and some rolling papers, and followed the men into their house. "Something to drink?" Nathan asked as we paused in the living room. "I'll have a beer," Jason said. "Same?" he asked me as I rolled up a fat joint. "Sure," I replied and handed the joint and lighter to Nathan. He did a hit, handed it back to me, then disappeared into the kitchen. As I did my first toke of the day, Jason headed back to the bedroom. I was alone for a moment, enjoying the sweet smell of the weed, and marveling at how much this short week had changed me. I had packed and left my parent's home; I had driven across the US; and tomorrow I'd be moving into my college dorm room. But those were small changes compared to the other things that had happened to me. I had let two HIV positive men fuck me. More than that, I had seduced one of them and begged the other to fuck me. The two things I was looking forward to most right now was for the two men to bareback me several more times this afternoon. Second was over the weekend, getting to bareback some hot, unsuspecting frat boy. Almost simultaneously both Nate and Jason came back to the living room. Nate had three beers and a camera, and Jason had a stack of beach towels and some sunscreen. "Go out back?" Jason asked and Nathan nodded. The three of us walked out to the small pool in the back. Nathan started off by removing his shirt, kicking off his shoes, then finally dropping his shorts. He was standing there undressed and naked, his hairy chest glistening in the bright southern Californian sunshine. I turned to Jason. He was already down to his underwear, the sun catching his smooth skin and highlighting his tattoo. "Your turn," Jason said. I handed the joint to Nathan, and followed my uncles' lead; I quickly stripped off my clothes and felt the sun against my skin. "Sunscreen?" Nate asked. He took the bottle from Jason. He poured some on his hand, then proceeded to rub it all over Jason's back and shoulders. "You too," Jason said, as he motioned for me to stand in front of him. He started by rubbing the thick cream on my back, then worked his way down. He spent a lot time rubbing it into my ass, probably more than he needed to. He took a finger, slick with the oil, and let it sneak into my crack. Once inside, he gently probed my hole. But before I could react, he started on my shoulders and arms. "Turn around," he said. I did, and faced him. He poured more sunscreen on his hand, and covered my chest with it. He worked his way down, covering my stomach, then my aching cock. With the slippery lotion, he stroked my cock teasing it just enough to get me hard. "Need to make sure everything is covered," he said. "Now, it's your turn to turn around," Nathan said to Jason. Nathan covered Jason's body with the sunscreen. Nathan also covered Jason's cock with the cream. It took just a few quick strokes by Nathan for Jason to get as hard as me. "You get to do Nathan," Jason told me, as he handed me the bottle. I started on his back, then worked my way down to his ass. It was the first time I got to explore his ass closely; it was firm and muscular. I longed for the time when I would to be able to thrust my cock into it. Yesterday morning, when Nathan had last serviced me now seemed like a very long time ago. The last time I had fucked a guy was several weeks ago; some closeted frat guy home from college. I had met him online; his parents were away for the weekend. I had fucked him on the couch in his living room. He never asked about my status, nor did he make me wear a condom. "Not yet, boy," Nathan said, reading my mind and intuiting my desire to fuck him. "You know what it's going to take to get inside of Jason or me." He turned around, and I continued to spread the sunscreen over his chest, working my way down to his stomach, and then to his cock. I needed only a stroke or two before he too was erect like Jason and myself. It felt good to be outside, in the sun, surrounded by two hot, naked men and all three of us erect and aroused. Nathan grabbed the joint, and lit it. "Let's do this afternoon properly," he said, taking a few hits from it. "Right on," Jason said. As Nathan and I passed the joint back and forth, we all did some touch-up work on the sunscreen, then set up four lounge chairs by the pool. Between the two of us, we quickly took care of the joint. Just as the joint was nearly finished, Jason even took a quick hit from it. Nathan and Jason lay back on the chairs holding hands. I ran back into the house to get the rest of the weed and papers. The clock said it was already two o'clock, and I wondered if Sean was on his way here from the restaurant. As I walked back towards pool, Nathan called out, "Sean's on his way." My cock twitched; I wanted him to let me fuck him, as well as breed my hole. I quickly rolled two more joints for all of us to share before he arrived. My timing was perfect. Right as I finished rolling the second one, the gate opened, and Sean walked in. He had lost the long sleeve white shirt from the restaurant, and was now in a white tank top but with the same dark black pants. "Make yourself comfortable," Nathan said, as Sean dropped his bag by one of the chairs. "And properly undressed." "Thanks," he said. "I will." He kicked off his shoes, and pulled off his tank top. He was a a skinny guy, with just enough muscle to not be just skin and bones. In the bright sun, his pale complexion and sandy hair almost glowed. He undid his belt and pants, then let them slide down, exposing his tight, bright blue briefs. Even semi-soft and packed into his underwear, his cock seemed larger than it had been in the restaurant. It was almost comically outsized for his skinny frame. "You mind?" he asked, as he reached into a bag and pulled out a small black bag. "No," Nathan answered, "But do it inside, ok?" "Of course," Sean said as he stepped out of his pants. He took the bag, and disappeared into the house, his tight ass bouncing in his blue underwear. "What was that?" I asked, once the door had closed behind Sean. "Sean likes to slam," Nathan said. I must have had a puzzled look on my face, because he continued. "Sorry. Slamming is inject crystal meth." "Meth?" I asked. "Isn't that dangerous?" "It can be," Nathan said. "Especially if you get addicted easily." "Have you ever done it?" I asked. "Yeah. Both of us. And we still do, although very rarely." "Really?" I was shocked. I had only heard the official line repeated endlessly at school: all drugs were bad, and meth was the worst. I had never believed it. I had smoked pot all through high school, and so far, the worst that had happened was that I had gotten into my first choice college and had some amazing sex. "Yeah," he said. "It can be a very intense, sexual experience. But you want to be sure you know how it affects you. In a controlled setting." "But, Sean seems so normal. Not what I was expecting." I had only seen the media portrayals of toothless hillbillies doing meth. Not a hung, sexy young man. "He is," Jason interjected. "Now at least." "Yeah," Nathan said. "He and his boyfriend Vic were pretty bad a few years ago." "It was totally out of control. And we nearly got sucked in as well. But then they got cleaned up, and got a handle on it," Jason said. "Almost surprisingly under control, now," Nathan continued. "But that was a crazy time. Not all bad though." Sean was in the house less than five minutes; when he came out, he looked almost no different than before, other than a slightly dreamy look in his eyes. His underwear was now in his hands, along with his small black case, and his cock was now semi-erect, bobbing with his every step. "All good?" Jason asked. "Oh yeah," he said. "And are those joints on the table?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. "Help yourself." "Thanks," Sean said, "I think I will." He took one of the joints and lit it up, then did a long hit. His cock stiffened a bit more, now sticking out in front of him. "Like it?" he asked me. "Oh yeah," I said, as I took a joint and lit it. I did a few puffs, then handed it to Sean. He took a few long draws from it, and offered it to Nathan. "I'm good for now," Nathan said. "You two share it." Sean motioned for me to shotgun his hit; it didn't surprise me that it turned into a kiss. His tongue started to explore my mouth. He wrapped his free hand around my waist and pulled me in close as our cocks started to harden nearly simultaneously. He broke off the kiss and took another long hit from the joint but still kept his arm around me. Locked in his embrace, I took the opportunity to study his face. He still looked young, but I could see the start of a few faint lines around his blue eyes. His lips were red and moist, and I wanted him to finish his drag so I could kiss him again. As soon as he was done with his hit, he leaned in towards me again to kiss. I eagerly opened my mouth, but this time I forced my tongue into his mouth. His eyes widened at the unexpected intrusion and his cock twitched in pleasure. As we kissed, he slowly exhaled his hit into me. When both of us needed some air, I broke off our kiss. I let go of the last of the hit and he whispered into my ear. "So, you want to fuck me first? Or do I fuck you first?" Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jason staring at the two of us, slowly stroking his cock. "Come on boys, enough making out. We want to see some hard core raw fucking," he said. I reached down and grabbed Sean's dick. I could just barely wrap my hands around it. I wondered how I was ever going to get it into my hole, even as much as had it been worked out by my uncles. But I also wondered if I could stand another moment without him inside of me. "I want you inside me first," I said, loud enough for Jason to hear. "You know I'm poz, right? And I don't pull out, either?" Sean asked me. He whispered it, making sure my two uncles didn't hear him. "They're poz as well. And they didn't pull out either," I replied, indicating Nathan and Jason. "I know what I want. And you definitely have everything that I want," I continued. I squeezed Sean's hard cock, leaving it to him to decide what I wanted more: his virus, or his hard shaft. "I think you'll get everything you want and need," Sean said. He pushed me down, back into one of the lounge chairs and spread my legs. He dove in, and started by licking my balls then worked his way further down. His wet tongue found my hole, and he started to open up my hole carefully. As he rimmed me, Nathan and Jason gathered around me. Jason kneeled down by me, and started to make out, while Nathan grabbed one of his ever-present cameras, and started to take pictures of Sean working on my hole and Jason's tongue in my mouth. There had the various solo scenes during our trip out here, but this was the first time that I was in the middle of sex while Nathan took pictures. I had expected it would happen eventually, and I hardly cared when it was between men as hot as Jason and Sean. One part of me knew that if the photos got out, it could be embarrassing for me. But, my cock was thinking about all the guys who would jerk off, wishing they were me, as well as the ones who would dream of being Sean or Jason. "You mind?" Nathan asked me, although after he had spent a few minutes taking pictures, it seemed like too little, too late. "Not at all," I said. I started to play with my cock. I was so turned on by Sean's rimming, Jason's insistent kissing, and Nathan's obvious adoration of my body that I was already pretty hard. As soon as I touched it, it stiffened up all the way. Sean took a break from munching at my hole, and admired my erection. "Fuck, that's nice. You've gotta give it to me this afternoon," he said, before he took the head into his mouth, licking off the drops of pre-cum. I grabbed the back of his head, and slowly pulled him down onto my shaft. He was a natural cocksucker just like Nathan. There was only the slightest pause in his trajectory as my shaft entered his throat. I thought I was going to explode right there. Seemingly there had been long years since the last time I had gotten off. "Don't cum yet," Jason whispered into my ear. "Enjoy it, let that load grow deep in your balls." I focused not on the wet mouth on my cock teasing me towards orgasm, but on Jason's soft tongue on my skin and his warm breath in my ear. "That's what I do. Let the load build up and let the virus seep into my semen." His head was pressing against mine in a rhythmic motion. I tried to turn to see what Jason was doing, but his muscular torso blocked any view. "I'm jerking off," he said softly. "Getting another load ready for your gut." "Please," I said, teasing his ear with my tongue. "I want you to infect me. I want you to be my poz dad, just like Nathan." Sean had returned to my asshole, and his tongue was working over my hole. The weed had definitely hit me, and I felt relaxed and blissed out. All I cared about was being happy, and I already was having so much fun. I wanted to share the experience and make these amazing men around me happy as well. "I want you two so much," I managed to say, before Sean began another oral assault on my hole. "You'll want this," Nathan said, handing a bottle of lube to Sean. I didn't remember him bringing it out, but was thankful it had appeared. Sean stopped tonguing my hole, and straddled the chair. His cock was resting against my balls as he poured the lube on his shaft, then let some drip down my crack. He easily slid a finger into me, then worked in a second and finally, a third, opening me up enough to just maybe be able to take his fat rod. "Please," I moaned. I was squirming, my need for fresh, toxic seed driving all of my thoughts and actions. "I need you inside me." Sean pulled his fingers out of my hole, and placed his cock right up against my freshly lubricated and open hole. I tried my best to push myself down on Sean's thick head, but he had grabbed onto my legs and was holding me in place. "Eager boy, aren't you?" he said, smiling at me. "You'll get it, don't worry. I just want to go slow at first." I knew he was right; the past few days had been an intense introduction to bottoming. Today, I needed to go slow, especially for a cock with the length and girth of Sean's. "I'm going to enjoy this. A lot," he said, as he flexed his hips. His cock entered and his penetration and domination of my body had officially begun. I was immediately glad that Sean had decided to go slow. He was far thicker than either of my uncles and just his dickhead was stretching me open more than either Nathan or Jason had accomplished. Nathan was still standing over us, still taking pictures of the entire scene: Sean penetrating me, Jason kissing me, and me between them, masturbating. He must have noticed the expression on my face, because he disappeared behind me for a moment, then returned with a bottle of poppers. "One more thing you'll want for this fuck," he said, handing them to me. I grabbed them eagerly and took a long hit. As the poppers washed over me, I was able to relax more and let Sean open me up properly. Sean noticed me letting him in deeper and he moaned in pleasure. "So fucking good," he said. "I could get very used to this hole." "Well, he's going to be in the area for a few years," Nathan said. "I bet he'd be willing to work something out with you, especially if you're willing to give up your hole as well." "You want to fuck him?" Jason whispered into my ear. "See your raw cock slide into him, drip your pre-cum up there, then shoot a hot load?" I could only nod in response. I had been dying to fuck Nathan for as long as I could remember. I had fantasized about Jason since I first saw him naked several years ago; he had run from the bathroom to the guest bedroom and I had gotten a peek at his naked body. I was now so horny, I'd fuck almost anyone or anything with a pulse and a hole. The hot, short, skinny little guy currently plowing my ass was more than acceptable. "You think he can take all of your big cock?" I hoped that he could take me; Sean had gotten his entire shaft into me and was starting to slowly pump my hole. If a novice like me could take his massive tool, an expert fucker like him would be able to take my cock with ease. "Fuck, that's a damn big tool you have there," Sean said. "I guess it runs in the family." He reached down to stroke me in synchrony with his own deep thrusts into my body. "Don't worry. I can take everything you have to give me. But first, you're going to have to take what I've got to give you." "Please, Sean, give me your seed," I begged him. "Fuck, I need more of that sweet pozcum." After four days of getting bred, of getting my ass filled with virus-laden sperm, of now having three different, HIV-positive men breed me, I was more than getting used to it. However, each individual fuck was only a small, small step on the much longer journey I had started. Even finally getting a positive result on an HIV test would only be the first stopping point on the journey that would take the rest of my life. After that brief stop, I wanted to continue my explorations and find another willing man, and infect him. I wanted to see him just as eager to get my seed as I was to get Nathan's, Jason's, and now Sean's precious ball juice. "Any time you want it boy, I'll breed this hot cumhole," Sean said. Despite the edginess of our conversations, the not-so-subtle references to virus, to disease, to being driven by our need for seed, there was never a sense of humiliation in the conversation. I had slowly realized how fluid the roles in this world really were: Nathan fucked Jason first. But he needed Jason's cock inside him just as badly. Right now, my primary goal was to get fucked. I needed these deadly men to seed my tender hole with their life-changing fluids. But as soon as that change had occurred, my priorities would change as well. I would be a champion sperm donor, not a prize-winning jizz receptacle. I'd be the one with the power of love and hate, health and sickness, and life and death itself. Even while I was still uninfected, these thoughts were making my cock hard, and my ass tingle. I wanted Sean's charged load inside me, so I could take the next short step on my journey. "Please, Sean, blow your load in me. Add it to all of Uncle Nathan's loads, and all of Uncle Jason's loads. Mix them all up into a single, potent brew for my butt." "You really sure you want this?" Jason asked. He was still kneeling next to me, kissing me and playing with my dark hair. Nathan was still taking pictures of the three of us as we concentrated on the the complex and often awkward dance of male on male on male fucking. No, better, to call it love making. Certainly, what had happened between Nathan and myself was love: the love of a father for his son, made totally real and physical. Jason was a mix: the love of a father, but also the love of a brother. Nathan would tell me what to do, but Jason would explain how I could achieve that goal. And Sean, well, he was maybe my kindred spirit. A little older, but I could easily see him becoming my guide to this new and wonderful world. He was seemingly fearless and ready for just about anything: sex, kink, drugs, bondage, play, porn, and groups. Sean's blue eyes had stayed locked on me, as I thought through all of the implications of what we might do together: the pains, the beautiful suffering, but also the pleasures. The doors that would get closed with my infection, but the many other doors that would suddenly be open for me. Many of those doors would lead to dark, scary and amazing places. "You ready? Ready for my demon-infested sperm, Greg?" He leaned in and kissed me, a gentle, deep kiss that contrasted with the hard pounding his cock was giving me. "Yes, Sean, I am. I've wanted it for a long time. And to get it from my Uncle Nathan, my Uncle Jason, and from their..." "Dealer and Marriage counselor?" Jason snorted. "That's more accurate than you might guess." "From all of you. From your partners. Your friends. This creates a new family for me. I want this virus from all of you. Done properly." "Fuck, boy," Sean said. "Keep that up, and you're going to get it a lot sooner than planned." He turned to Nathan. "You getting this down on film?" "Of course I'm getting it. This is what I had hoped for Greg. My boy, being able to say not just what he wants, but what he needs. Now, give him what he needs now. Your poz cum. Deep in his unprotected neg hole." Nathan ended the speech with the click of the camera shutter. Jason leaned in between myself and Sean, adding his tongue to our intertwining bodies. With the intense summer sun on our bodies, and our close proximity, all of us were starting to sweat, and the sex just made us breathe more heavily. The sweat and heat made hitting the poppers an even more visceral experience. "Now, fuck me hard, and shoot your load inside me," I finally said. I wasn't going to be able to withstand his fuck much longer, and I wanted Sean's strain in my hole, where it could do the most good. Or the most damage. It was hard to tell the difference as the poppers clouded my mind. I clenched my ass around Sean's thick rod, and begged him to shoot. "All in good time, Greg. I can't cum on command, like some guys." He glanced at Jason, then continued. "But just keep on telling me what you want, and you're going to get it plenty soon enough" I pulled him closer to me, and kissed him deeply before whispering into his ear. I told him how he made me feel like a total cum bucket, just a warm, wet, living repository for his sperm. Or for any man's sperm. I want him to be one of the few who knocked me up. He was leaning against me, using the leverage from my body to force his cock ever deeper into me. Jason was still next too us, pressing us together, the sweat and lube coating our bodies was getting sticky, holding us together. Nathan was still taking pictures; sometimes close-ups of the places where our bodies met and penetrated, other times of the grins of pleasure, and the grimaces of uncertainty about how we all would fit together. We were living in the moment, heedless of the weeks and months still to come. "Tell me you want it," Sean finally said. "And let me smell you pits." "I want your sperm. I want your infected sperm. I want to you knock me up, shoot it into my unprotected hole." As I was making my needs so very clear, I raised my arm, and Sean buried his nose in my sweaty and, no doubt, musky pit. "Like the best poppers ever," he said, pulling his face out of my armpits. He paused a moment, like he saw the wave of emotions, of pure masculine sexuality about to roll over him. Then he attacked my ass with renewed vigor, and within moments, his cock was steel. "Slow and drippy, but you're going to get all of it," he grunted, as the first stroke of his orgasm hit and he plunged into my body. Sean's cock pulsed, and its thick white payload was delivered where it needed to go. It went right where I wanted it to go. In that perfect moment I wanted it more than anything else. Several more loads of Sean's infected cocksnot made it into my hole, before he collapsed on top of me. "There's your first load for the afternoon," he said. We kissed. Of course, we were now connected more deeply than before. Now, we didn't need words to explain what we were thinking. "You need to let your uncles have their turn in that cummy hole." I turned and saw that both Nathan and Jason were beside me, their cocks hard and dripping. "But first, you need to show me what you're made of," he continued, "and fuck me hard, deep, and raw." "It's finally your time, boy" Nathan said, running his hand possessively along my chest and stomach. He paused right at the base of my cock, and grabbed my erect shaft. "Time for you to use what you got," he said. "Am I already?" I asked, hoping that what I had wanted so badly was now finally mine. I hated being this innocent young man, and I wanted to be dangerous, my cock a charged up pistol, ready to strike down the unsuspecting frat boys of school. Sean, even though he was already poz, was going to be the perfect test run of my new power. "Unfortunately, I don't think so, boy," Nathan said. "I'm sorry. Usually its easy to tell when it takes. You'll probably get sick. And you've been in great shape this week." "I don't care," Sean said. "I just want his cock in my hole, and his hot boy cum in my guts." His face had a combination of need and happiness; like he already knew I was going to fuck him and how good it was going to feel. He got up from kneeling between my legs, and moved forward just enough to straddle my cock. "Not quite so fast there, Sean," Jason said, grabbing his shoulder and pulling Sean off me. "I have a better idea." I was momentarily disappointed. I had been looking forward to this moment, and it was hard to have it taken from me so suddenly. "You," Jason said, indicating me, "get up." He continued, "And you," motioning to Sean, "Get on all fours on the chair." I got off the lounge chair right as Sean got on to it. His ass was sticking up and completely exposed, swaying slightly in the afternoon breeze. All I could think about was how good my cock would feel inside of him and how badly I wanted to breed Sean. "Now, it's your turn," Jason told me, handing me the bottle of lube. I poured it on my cock, then let a bit drip onto Sean's hole. "First time raw?" Nathan asked. "Not quite," I said. Most of the boys in high school had made me wear a condom. As I watched more bareback porn, especially the breeding porn, I realized how selfish they had been: denying me the pleasure that I knew bareback sex was. Finally, my senior year, I had started to bareback with a sophomore. It was everything I had imagined it would be, and, trite as it sounded, more. Every time I had to wear a rubber after that seemed like something less than sex. "He's a great place to start," Jason said. My uncles were flanking me, their arms around my shoulders, and their free hands playing with their hard cocks. I had one hand on Sean's hip, the other hand guiding my hard erection to his pink hole. "Just think. Just you and Sean. No rubber between your hard cock and his poz hole," Jason whispered into my ear. "Fuck him good. Make it last." When he said that, my cockhead was already poking up against Sean's hole. I couldn't contain my self any longer, and I pushed in. There was just the slightest hint of resistance from Sean's hole, but then he opened up and let me in. The warmth of his hole bloomed around my tool, engulfing it in a an all-to-rare world of pleasure. I knew, immediately, that this was what I would spend the rest of my life pursuing: a man's raw hole, given to me freely, willingly, and knowingly around my hard cock. "It's amazing, isn't it?" Nathan said, seeing the expression on my face. "Don't stop yet, man," Sean said. "I want all of you inside me." I slid my cock the rest of the way into the skinny man. It was hard to believe that there was enough space for my tool in his small frame, but he took every inch making only moans of pleasure. I couldn't hold back, and rather than letting him have a chance to get used to me, I immediately began pounding his hole. I wanted to feel every inch of Sean's hole and how good he could make my cock feel. "Slow down there, cowboy," Jason said. "We have some other plans for you now." As he spoke, Nathan moved behind me, and his hard cock slid into my crack. "Since you're already lubed up and ready," Jason continued, "It's time for you to get a few more loads up there." Nathan bent me over slightly, just enough to line up his cock with my hole. With a hand on my waist, he held me in place in order to make sure that my cock stayed inside of Sean. Jason poured lube on his husband's cock and then Nathan pushed it into me. I had already been well-lubricated and opened up by Sean's tool, and my hole now readily swallowed Nathan's cock. As Nathan started to pound my hole, all of us could hear the squishing noises he was making with the load Sean had already shot inside of me. "Fuck man," Nathan said. "You really filled our boy up with your cum." "Of course," Sean said. "No one asked me to pull out, least of all Greg." As I got used to Nathan's steady strokes into my hole, I started to find my own rhythm to fuck Sean without interrupting Nathan. I liked being in between these two hot men; my cock buried inside the warm, raw hole of a young poz man, and my masculine, infected uncle's cock was, in turn, buried deep inside of me. All I could think about was sex: ass, balls, erections, cum, penetration, and fluids. I wanted to feel my cock in every hole I could find and I wanted to feel every cock I could find in my hole. "Don't cum yet," Jason told me, tweaking one of my nipples. "Nathan needs to give you one more of his loads. And I still need to fuck my load into your hole." "I'm doing my best," I gasped. Sean was squeezing his ass around my cock and I was already dripping pre-cum into his hole. TO make it even worse, Nathan had found the perfect spots in my ass. He was carefully pressing his cockhead against each of them in turn. Each of his deep thrusts milked out another drip of pre-cum into Sean's hole. Jason leaned into me and gave me a deep kiss. "This your first raw hole?" he asked me. "Almost," I said. It was nothing like the inexpert sophomore I had been fucking. "You're going to be spoiled," he said. "Sean's an amazing bottom." "He wasn't bad as a top either," I said. Nathan grabbed on to my hips, and started to pound my hole harder. I had gotten used to Nathan fucking me, and I could tell from the change in his breathing that meant he had been getting close. "Yeah, Uncle, fuck me hard and breed me deep," I begged. As much as I had been enjoying fucking Sean's ass, I was still craving more poz cum. Even though I dreamt of it being different, I knew that my uncles' breeding efforts had not yet taken hold, and I was still uninfected. In the heat of the moment, all it meant to me was that I had to try harder. I had to take more loads, I had to take them more often, and I had to take them deeper. Even though I was having a lot of fun fucking Sean, I knew sex would be even better when I could shoot a charged load in the bottom. I was envious of Nathan. He was so collected, so calm, so masculine when his cock was inside of me. He clearly knew exactly how powerful he was and how easy it would be for him to destroy and then re-create my life with his charged fuck tool. I wanted to grow into a man just like him, to know that power and yet still be able to wield it with the same confidence and assurance that he possessed. "Yeah, boy, take my charged load," Nathan moaned. He thrust his cock into me, and I felt that familiar bloom of warmth deep in my hole. Nathan grunted, lost in the pleasure of his orgasm. My own cock twitched deep in Sean's hole, but I forced myself to concentrate on Nathan's cock. I didn't want to cum until after I gave Jason a chance to add his own load to my ever-growing collection. I squeezed my hole, trying to milk out every deadly drop from my uncle's hard cock. In the heat of his orgasm, he leaned over my torso and started to nibble on the nape of my neck. "That's right, boy, milk out my toxic sperm," Nathan said. As he forced his cock deeper into me, and I squeezed my ass harder, the nibbles became closer to bites. Far from hurting me, it only pushed my limits further and made me slam into Sean's hole harder. "Please, give it to me," I begged Nathan, feeling his hard cock still exploding with clockwork regularity in my hole, adding spurt after spurt of charged-up cum to the gift Sean had already given me. "Hungry, aren't you?" Sean said. His body was tense under me. He was clearly working hard to be able to withstand my pounding, but I didn't care. In fact, it was a turn-on, to see how much mental control he needed to take my cock without breaking. All I wanted was to get my cock deep in him and deposit my load inside of him. I was only sad that my load wasn't as toxic as all of the hot men surrounding me. "Fuck yeah," I said, not sure if I was answering Sean's question or just begging for more seed from Nathan. Nathan's thrusts slowed down, as he injected the last wonderful drops of his seed into my hole. I expected him to use his still-hard cock to work his load into my body, but as soon as his orgasm was over, he pulled out. I didn't have to worry. Nathan immediately stepped aside, and let Jason take his place behind me. Jason lined up his cock, and slid it into my well-lubricated hole. "Damn, that's a sloppy hole," Jason said, as his cock tunneled deep into my body. Before I could say anything, Nathan held the poppers under my nose. I had no choice but to inhale. The poppers washed over me, and I was once again lost in a world of pure sexual pleasure. It was hard for me to tell where the boundaries between Sean and myself were, or where Jason's cock ended and my hole began. The three of us felt like a single creature, our individual bodies merging into one erect, aroused creature focused on the passion of men and the exchange of semen. That exchange would eventually prove deadly for all of us. Next, Nathan gave Sean a hit of the poppers, and the effect on him the same as one me. "Please, Greg, fuck me," he moaned, pressing his ass into my cock, and squeezing it hard. "Give me your load, man, fuck me deep." I felt the familiar tingling at the tip of my cock, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off much longer. Jason took the bottle of poppers from Nathan, and did a hit himself. "Damn boy," he moaned. "I want to sperm your hole so badly," he said, pounding my ass hard. "I can't hold off much longer," I said, my hips thrusting hard into Sean's body. My cock was stiffening, and I could feel that the slow drip of pre-cum was turning into a veritable *******, anticipating of my orgasm. "Shoot in me, please," Sean begged. "Don't pull out. Don't waste it." He thrust his ass back and clamped down on my cock. I stopped trying to hold back and rammed my cock deep into him. My balls tightened up, and a wonderful surge of sperm shot through my shaft right into Sean's waiting hole. As I started to shoot my clean, pure sperm into Sean, Jason's cock also stiffened and surged. He unloaded a spurt of dirty, infected semen into my waiting hole, right in synchrony with my orgasm. Quickly, the three of us fell into a vicious, re-enforcing circle of insemination: Sean would squeeze on my cock, which made me shoot another wad of cum into his hole; in shooting, I tightened my own ass which milked out more of Jason's deadly sperm. In turn, that made me unload some more into Sean. Together, the three of us were locked in an unyielding orgasm, which drained our balls and filled our holes. Sadly, eventually, our three-way orgasmic ordeal faded. Jason's balls were drained first: he had already unloaded into me earlier in the morning. Then, my balls were tapped out. However, the three of us remained connected through our unprotected shafts that were still buried inside of each other. Only long after the orgasm faded away and the faint remnants of the poppers had cleared from our heads did we realize that Nathan had been photographing the whole thing. "Fucking hot, men," he said, smiling as he put down the camera. I couldn't speak, still exhausted by the fuck and the orgasm. Luckily, I didn't have to say anything, as Jason grabbed me, and started to kiss me. "Wow, that was hot," he said, between thrusts of his tongue into my mouth. "I love breeding your hole, nephew," he said. "And I'm going to be so proud to be your bugdaddy." He whispered the last line, quietly enough that only the two of us could hear it. "Fuck, I needed that," Sean said. He slowly pulled away from my cock, but was careful not to let a drop of sperm drip from his hole. I stayed still, and kept Jason's still-firm tool in my hole as Sean extricated himself. "Anytime you want Greg, I'm ready," he said. "Especially once you're shooting poz loads." "Hop in the pool?" Nathan asked, as Sean shakily stood up from the chair. "Definitely," Sean said. With a running start, he jumped into the pool. The splash hit all three of us. Jason jumped from the shock of the cool water hitting him. Unfortunately, he also pulled his cock out of my hole. Jason and I joined Sean into the pool. The three of us let the cool clean water wash off the sweat and lube our energetic fuck fest had left on us.

2. I tried to relax, bent over the coffee table with the shard of meth dissolving in my ass. I watched the porn, trying to take my mind off my current situation. On screen, the white guy was bent over a couch, and the black guy was poking his uncut cockhead against the white boy's ass. It wasn't going to be long before I was in the same position. Eli's cock was now hard as a rock, and he wasn't going to be satisfied with just my attempts at deep throating his tool. "Get up on the couch, bro," Eli said, after a few minutes. My hole was tingling, almost burning from the bump that had melted inside of it. It wouldn't be long before I was going to be wagging my butt, begging Eli to stick his tool up there. "Nice ass. Enjoyed that view. It's gonna be a pleasure getting in there and breeding your hole a few times." I sat on the couch and draped one of my legs over Eli's massive thigh. This position kept my hole exposed to Eli. He didn't waste the opportunity, and started to finger my hole. We were both getting lost in the drug-high, feeling the tweak come on strong. "What were you doing on the west side," I finally asked. "I was in the state penn, bro," he said. "Free and clear yesterday afternoon." "For?" I asked. I hoped I wasn't going too far by asking him. "Got in a fight, and ended up punching a guy out. Got a year for it. Just think of it as a year at the gym though." With his free hand, he rubbed his chest, squeezing his massive pecs. I leaned over and nibbled on a nip. I was surprised at just how muscular he was; I kept finding new mounds of muscle to worship. Nor did he have an ounce of fat on him. "Not worried by that?" he asked. I shook my head no. All I could think about was how much I needed some cock. Any cock. And his was right there, hard and ready. "Guess it takes more to scare you," he said. I was still locked to his nip, so I just nodded in agreement. He had moved beyond just playing with my hole and was now sticking a finger up there. I had relaxed a lot since he had given me the booty bump, and his finger had slid in easily. "Still pretty tight," he said, not quite agreeing with my feeling. "Gonna have to let Javi go in first and get you opened up properly." Almost as soon as he said that, my phone rang. I had to disentangle myself from Eli: finger out of my hole, no longer licking his pecs, and my leg off his thigh. "Hi, this is Matt," I said, finally able to answer the phone. "Hey, it's Javier, Eli's bud. I'm at the front gate," the voice on the phone said. "Come on up," I said. "You know where it is." I buzzed him in, and hung up. "It's Javier," I told Eli. "You gonna meet Javi at the door like that? Totally naked?" he asked. "He'd dig that. Get him boned right up." "Why the hell not?" I said. I got up and headed to the front door, my dick swinging in the air. A few moments later, there was a knock. I opened it, and Javier was standing there. He wasn't as big as Eli, probably about six feet high, thinner, but still muscular. Instead of Eli's stubble he had a small goatee. I couldn't quite tell his race; it was a mixture of Afro-American and hispanic; maybe blatino was the best description. Like Eli, his hair was shaved short. The light drizzle had wet it down a bit though. He was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and a light jacket. "Damn. You guys didn't waste any time getting started." he said, eyeing me up. He walked in, and I shut the door behind him." "Yeah, we have," I said. He paused in the hallway and looked me over. "Turn around," he said. I did as I was told, feeling acutely naked and vulnerable. "Very nice," he said and smacked me on the ass. He took off his damp jacket and I hung it up. Then we both went into the living room. "Hey Eli. Good to see you again bro," he said. "Man, Nice to see you again too," Eli replied. "When you get out?" Javi asked. "Yesterday. Just got here this morning." "Well, welcome home. Got you a little gift." Javi pulled his wallet out from his pocket. He opened it, and took out a small bag, placing it on the coffee table. Even from the doorway, I could see it was stuffed full of tina. "Fuck, that's totally awesome. Hope you don't have to be anywhere today." Eli turned to be. "Got another V for Javi?" "Yeah, I think." I went into the bedroom, and found an extra tablet. I came back to the living room by way of the kitchen, getting Javier a beer. I handed both of them to Javi. "Right on! Gonna be a fun day," he said as he popped the blue pill and took a swig from the bottle. He turned to Eli. "You're looking good. How's everything going?" "Don't ask. Cunt of a nurse was fucking things up. Gotta see Weiss this week and get my meds right." Eli grabbed the pipe off the table. "But let's think about better things. Like getting you up to speed with us." Eli took the torch and started heating up the glass bowl. Javier sat down on the couch and took the pipe's stem in his mouth, letting Eli handle the torch. He took a long hit, and held it. Eli motioned to me "Shotgun it from him, Matt" I kneeled down in front of Javi, and took his hit. Like Eli's hits, it was big. I knew I wouldn't be able to take many more hits from either without getting way too far gone. Almost as soon as Javi had finished pushing out the hit to me, he took the pipe and torch, and started to heat the bowl again. "Gotta catch up with your guys," he said. "Good plan," said Eli. "Matt's just done a big booty bump and its barely taken effect." "Sweet," Javi said, "And you? Where are you?" As he finished speaking, he put the pipe in his mouth. I couldn't hold my hit any longer, and exhaled it. "You know me. I've been sucking on the glass cock ever since I called you. And Matt's been sucking on my cock. Take the next one as well, Matt," Eli said. Javi was puffing at the pipe hard, getting as much of the vapor as he could. Finally when he stopped, he motioned for me to lean in and take his hit. It was even bigger and stronger than the first one Javier had done. I inhaled as much of it as I could, but even so, there was dense fog that escaped. "Nice," Eli said. "You'll catch up with us soon enough." "I'm feeling a bit already," Javi said. "But this bowl is spent." Still kneeling down in front of him, I took the pipe from him. He was right. The glass bowl was almost empty. As I was examining it, Javi stood up, and pulled off his shirt, throwing it into a corner. "Use my stash," he said, indicating the bag he had put on the table. "And don't skimp on loading it up." Hands shaking from the hits I had already done, and the booty bump starting to kick in, I emptied nearly half the bag into the bowl, filling it well. Javi kicked off his shoes, and pulled off his jeans. He wasn't as muscular as Eli, but was still well-defined. Across his dark chest, there was a smattering of hair, and a bit of it was grey. It was surprisingly sexy on him. He was wearing a pair of boxers and already, there was a definite tent growing in them. He sat back on the couch. "You should have the honor of the first hit, Eli," he said. I lit the torch, and melted the mass of crystals in the bowl. As the pipe began to smoke, Eli took it from me, and started to suck down the vapor. I held the torch under it, making sure he got a good hit. As he finished, he handed the pipe to me. "Your turn, Matt," Eli said, trying not to let any of the smoke escape from his lungs. I shook my head no. I was already feeling pretty far gone, and wanted to slow down a little bit. "Don't be a pussy," Javi said. "I want to see you do a hit." I reluctantly put the pipe to my mouth, and lit the torch. As I did my hit, Eli shotgunned Javi. The two of them started to make out as they finished exchanging the cloud. Javi reached down and pushed down his boxers as they made out. His cock sprang free, sticking straight up. Not as big as Eli's, it was still a very respectable eight inches. At the base, there was a thick bush and a pair of heavy balls. As I put down the pipe, Eli broke off his kiss with Javi. "Give me your hit," he said to me. "Then take Javi's hit." I leaned over towards Eli, and exhaled the smoke into his mouth. Immediately, Javi grabbed me, and I was forced to inhale his hit. It took me a moment to realize that this was the one that Eli had started. We were all sharing hits now, making sure that the drugs had maximum effectiveness. Even third hand, it was bigger and stronger than the one I just done. I being taken far further than I had ever planned. "Wow, that was weak bro," Eli said, as he blew out the hit I had shotgunned him. " You're in the big leagues now. We're going to have to get you used to what a real man does." "No kidding, man," Javi echoed. "Let's do this right. Hand me the pipe," he said to Eli. Javi grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me down to his crotch. "Suck me off," he said, as he lit the torch. I took the tip of his cock in my mouth, feeling the firm warmth of his head fill my mouth. Javi was taking a long hit on the pipe, enjoying the combination of getting high and getting his cock licked to a firm erection. Eli was the biggest man I had ever encountered. Luckily, Javi wasn't as big. As his cock got harder, I realized it was going to be about nine inches long, and reasonably thick. I hoped that he was going to be the first to enter my hole, since he would help me get ready for Eli's monster. Javi finished his hit, and let the torch go out as I continued to service him. He turned to Eli, and then shotgunned the hit to the muscular black man. Once done, Javi relaxed and let the waves of pleasure wash over him. "Hot movie," he said, kicking back, watching the screen as he kept a hand on the back of my head. There was just enough pressure from Javi to let me know I shouldn't stop servicing his shaft. I kept up my efforts, trying to get more of his cock into my mouth. Eli finally letting out his hit. "Yeah, it is," he said. Noticing my efforts on Javi's, Eli asked, "How's that feel for you?" "Pretty damn good. But it would be even better if I could get into his throat." I knew it was less a request than an order. I pulled off his cock just long enough to grab the bottle of poppers and do a huff. As my attention returned to Javi's cock, Eli lit the torch again, getting ready for another hit. I ignored the sound of the torch and the faint smell of the crystal and focused on the shaft in front of me. I opened my mouth and worked my way down as far as I could. I made sure to get his shaft nice and wet. The extra lubrication would help me when I eventually had to force it deep into my throat. As Eli drew on the pipe once more, I felt Javi's cockhead hit the back of my throat. I swallowed, then forced myself to do what I knew I had to do. I could feel Javi push into my throat. The poppers were filling my mind, and all I wanted was to get as much of his man's cock in my mouth as possible. I tried not to gag. Javi needed a man to worship his cock, and I was lucky enough to be the cocksucker he had chosen. Even if it was because I was the only one there, it was still an honor to be on my knees, Javi allowing his cock to press into my throat. Once his cock entered my throat, it was surprisingly easy to take all of it. My lips soon hit the base of his cock, his balls right up against my chin. There was no response from Javi other than a low moan of pleasure. Still keeping his hand on the back of my head, Javi leaned over, and shotgunned Eli's hit. The two men stayed lip locked, enjoying a long kiss. I watched these two strong, masculine men kissing each other. But their intimacy and closeness only made them more desirable and more unattainable. They were sharing something between them that I wouldn't ever be able to understand. I knew I was just their toy for the day, something to help them relate to each other. I was providing them with the drugs they were flying on, the porn they were getting turned on by, and most importantly, the two holes they would be abusing all day. All of this, I glady gave for their pleasure. "Nice," Javi said, as they both blew out their smoke. Even though they had swapped the hit back and forth a few times, my head was still wrapped in a dense cloud of smoke. I knew they were both getting a good tweak going. I hardly knew either of them, and what I did know about the two wasn't good. But yet I was getting them high, and allowing them get me higher than I had ever been before. I knew the day, maybe even the weekend, was going to be a memorable experience for me. However, at the moment, my world was Javi's cock. I wanted it inside of me. I wanted to keep it hard, to show how much of a man Javi was, and how easily he had dominated me. At the very least, I wanted Javier to acknowledge me as a cocksucker. "Bro, you feeling good yet?" Eli asked Javi. Out of the corner of my eye, I could Eli was still stroking his massive cock. "Yeah, definitely getting there," Javi answered. "Cocksucker is doing a great job on my cock, and the favors are definitely fine." He took the pipe from Eli. "One more for me, I think," he said. "Share it with Matt, man. He needs it bad, especially after that last pussy hit he did," Eli said. "Right on." He lifted me off of his cock. "Ready for a proper hit?" he asked me. I was already missing the feeling of his cock in my throat, and I could only nod in response. To my surprise, he put the pipe in my mouth first. I had thought he was just going to shotgun his hit to me. But he held the torch under it. "You need to do a proper hit first," he said. I waited for the bowl to fill with smoke before I started to pull. I did several distinct huffs, each time making sure the bowl re-filled with the thick smoke. Each drag I thought would be my last, until I looked at Javi or Eli, and knew they wanted me to do at least one more. Finally, my lungs were full and I simply couldn't do any more. "Now, that's how a real man hits the pipe, cocksucker," Javi said, giving me a sign of his approval. I had a sudden rush of pleasure from his small acknowledgement, thinking I might just be able to share in the bond these two men had. But I quickly realized it was only the favors doing the thinking for me, making me feel more connected than I had any right to be. "Give it to me," Javier said, leaning into me. Our mouths met, and I exhaled my hit into his mouth. He didn't try to break off the kiss, but instead pushed his tongue into my mouth. It was a nice bonus, and I was glad to share the intimacy with him. He held the hit for longer than I expect, the entire time his tongue was probing and exploring my mouth. His cock had already done one round of exploration, and his tongue was even more proof how he had easily laid claim to my body and holes. Finally, he blew the hit right back into my mouth. I wasn't expecting it, but was able to inhale a good bit of it. Even so, a lot it was lost in a thick cloud around our heads. Despite being passed back and forth, it was still strong hit, at least as strong as any I had done. I knew I was going to soon regret partying so hard with these men. I wasn't sure of my choices or actions. My only guide to what to do was to make sure these men were hard, they were happy, and any of their desires were satisfied "There's another hit for you, cocksucker," Javi said. "Getting you where I want you." "Right on," Eli said. "Got any left in the pipe? You're still lagging behind me and the cocksucker." Javier took the pipe from me, and looked at it. "Still enough for at least one good hit." The bowl was warm from my hit and began to smoke quickly as he held the torch under it. Javi puffed a few times on the pipe, clearing out the bowl, and then began to suck on the glass cock in earnest. It seemed like he was on the pipe for an eternity, but my sense of time was so distorted, it was probably less than a minute. Finally, he let the torch go out, and took one last drag, emptying the bowl. "Spent?" asked Eli. Javi nodded, and I took the pipe from him in order to re-fill it. Before I could do anything, Javi grabbed me. He wanted to shotgun the hit to me. I shook my head no. I was really starting to feel the tweak, with my cock throbbing and my hole itching. Even as I started to smack my lips involuntarily, a classic sign for me of being tweaked, Javi locked onto my mouth and pushed his hit into my body. I inhaled as he wanted, and it filled me up. I held it as long as I could, as Javi explored my mouth with his tongue. Eli leaned into us, pushing Javier away. He forced his lips against mine, rubbing his thick stubble against my face. I knew what to do, and exhaled the hit into his waiting mouth. He sucked it in, fast draining my lungs. I had to break off the kiss, just to get some air in my lungs. Before I could breathe, Javi grabbed me back, and re-filled me with more of the drug. Eli and I sat there, letting the tina soak into our bloodstream and head to our brains. Finally, Eli exhaled. Only then did I feel ok in exhaling my own hit. Neither cloud was as thick as earlier ones, but they still were getting the job done. "Good?" Eli asked Javier. "Oh yeah. Time to have some fun," Javi said.