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This is a work of fiction between two (semi)consenting adults. I hope you guys enjoy. Part 1: The sun had just set and Evan, sitting in his rental jeep in a beach parking lot, was horny as ever. He had been on vacation with friends and this was his first chance to get away for a bit. Everyone else had passed out drunk but Evan had stayed sober hoping his wish would come true. It did. Sitting there he pulled out his cock and started stroking while browsing through the Grindr profiles. Just then a message came through. “Hey, you are hot!” “Thanks! You looking to fuck?” “Yeah” He looked at the profile. The profile showed a picture of a slim light brown torso, hairless with small erect purple nipples, no ab definition but a slight line running down the middle leading to a tight belly button cutting off just below the waist where the guy’s pants would sit. There was no name but the profile read that he was 18, slim and Asian. Just Evan’s type. “I’m at the beach. You host?” Evan typed “Can’t, live with family. I can come to you” the boy replied “public?” Evan responded He was almost certain the kid would bail out. He had never had a guy actually meet him for sex in public before. It was a huge fantasy for him. He loved the idea of fucking a guy outside somewhere like a beach or a park. He wanted to get caught. He wanted to have someone watch him as he plowed deep into a tight hole. He started jacking harder waiting for the message hoping this would be the one. “sure, which beach” ‘Yes!!!!!’ Evan thought. He was finally going to get his wish. He shared his location and within seconds the kid said he was on his way. A little bit about Evan, at 26 he had been sexually active off and on over the years. He had a few girlfriends early in high school that he had played with but it didn’t feel right. It wasn’t until his sophomore year of college that he finally had sex again and this time it was with a man. He loved every minute of it. Everything clicked for him the minute he drunkenly kissed his first guy. Now out of college, 6 months out of a relationship, and 6 months of celibacy he was ready to get back into it again. He sat stroking his 7 inch cock, his hairy shirtless torso illuminated by the parking lot lights. His boardshorts pushed down around his ankles and a bottle of poppers sitting in the cup holder with a small jar of Vaseline. A car slowly pulled into the parking lot and pulled into a space a few spots away. Evan pulled up his shorts and got out of the Jeep. Grabbing the poppers and Vaseline he proceeded to walk down the narrow overgrown path towards the beach. Soon footsteps came up behind him. He turned around and there stood a small Filipino boy. It was dark but Evan could make out the shape of his body against the foliage behind. He was about 5’2” compared to Evan’s 5’9” frame. Maybe 115lbs wet with shaggy razor cut hair wearing only a pair of boardshorts hung loose and low on his thin waist and some flip flops. Evan was stunned. This kid was tiny. Evan was fairly slim too at 150lbs but was an active outdoorsman so he always had good muscle definition. He thought to himself ‘I could crush this kid.’ “How old are you?” he asked the kid “I swear I am 18. I can show you my ID if you want. I just had my birthday last week” “That’s okay. I believe you.” Evan said. “So… are you ready?” “Yes please. I need to get fucked.” Said the kid Evan reached out and grabbed him and quickly ripped the boardshorts off the boy. His tan lines showed in the moonlight and you could tell he spent a lot of time outside. He had a small but growing cut cock surrounded by a small patch of pubes that you could tell had never been trimmed. Evan grabbed him and pushed him down to his knees. “Pull them off” he commanded the kid talking about his shorts. Timidly the kid grabbed them and started slowly pulling them down. As he did Evan’s now fully erect cock sprang free and slapped against his stomach. A stream of precum flung from the tip and landed on the boy’s cheek. Evan grabbed the back of his head and slowly pushed the boy toward his cock. The boy opened his lips, licking them slightly, and then slid them over Evan’s cockhead. The boy began steadily sucking Evan’s cock taking about half the shaft into his mouth. He would flick his tongue against the glans of Evan’s cock every time he pulled back his head and Evan was loving it. He found himself throwing his head back, eyes closed, hand resting on the boy’s head as he would slowly thrust his cock in response to the boy’s motions. Soon his whole dick was inside the boy’s mouth. All of a sudden the boy stopped, evan’s cock all the way in the boy’s mouth. Even looked down and saw the moonlight shining up from the boy’s eyes. Just then the boy slid his tongue out and started licking Evan’s balls while Evan’s cock slid even deeper into the kid’s throat. ‘This kid is a pro’ thought Evan as he let out a moan. Evan heard a crack and some rustling behind them. Nervously he pulls the kid up and starts ushering him into the bushes. “shh” he whispered. Quietly they his in the bushes waiting to see if someone was coming down the path. Soon they heard the footsteps approach. A man came into view. Probably 30s, near 6ft, nice build but you could tell he enjoyed his beer. ‘Shit’ Evan thought. He grabbed his shorts as they fled the path but the kid did not. ‘Hopefully he doesn’t notice.’ Just then the guy steps on the shorts. He stopped and picked them up. Holding them in his hand you could see the confusion in his face. He looked around but didn’t see the two hiding in the bushes just mere feet away from him. He shrugged and continued on toward the beach taking the shorts with him. Evan turned to look at the boy but the boy didn’t seem to concerned and was already down on his knees pulling Evan’s cock back into his mouth. ‘Fuck this is hot’ Evan thought. He loved the thrill that they almost got caught. Within a few moments Evan was already feeling like was about to explode. He reached down and pulled the boy off him. He spun the kid around and thought to himself ‘I need to get in that ass.’ Pushing the kid over a bit he knelt down and pulled apart his ass. His small round cheeks split to find a tight hairless winking hole. Evan dove right in and started licking his hole. He lapped at it furiously getting it nice and wet and then started to shove his tongue inside. ‘This kid is fucking tight’ he thought. He couldn’t get his tongue in it was so tight. He decided to try a different tactic. He licked his middle finger and slowly slid it inside. The boy let out a gasp as he did. Slowly he twisted and pulled it out pulling the kid’s hole out a bit with it. He quickly dove in and started sucking the kid’s hole. He sucked as hard as he could and felt the kid’s hole start to pull its way onto his tongue. He shoved his tongue as far in as he could and then let the pressure go. The kid moaned as he did. He started tongue fucking the kid as deep as he could repeating the process a few times until the kid’s hole had relaxed enough to open up some. He had gotten the hole open and wet. Now it was time to fuck. He stood up and pressed his cockhead against the kid’s wet hole and was starting to apply pressure when the kid reached back. “Stop” the kid said. “We need a condom.” Another thing about Evan, he had never used a condom. He had been told the stories about the diseases and pregnancy, but he had always ignored it. He liked sex natural. He hated the smell. And now that he was gay, he figured there was no chance of getting someone pregnant so there was no need for one. He had also found out that he was HIV+. That was why he and his ex had broken up 6 months ago. His ex had been cheating and got them both infected. Evan had always known there was a possibility that he could catch it but he didn’t know that his ex was chasing or even that he was having sex with other guys. Now that he had it he had come to terms with it. He had decided he wasn’t going to let it change his life. He was going to continue to bareback and figured if the other guy doesn’t bring it up then he wouldn’t either. He had to think fast. “Have you ever played raw?” he asked. “No. I don’t play without protection. I had some condoms in my pocket but that guy has my shorts” ‘Shit!’ Evan thought. He was so close to getting his cock into this tight kid. He wasn’t going to give up now. What was he going to do? Just then he glanced a used condom filled with cum hanging off a branch. He instantly got hard again. “I think I have one in my wallet in the car. Hold on.” He said and he grabbed the condom off the branch, pulled up his shorts and ran out towards the parking lot. He got back up the path a bit and stopped. Holding up the condom he had a dirty idea. He emptied the cum out onto his rock hard cock and then bit the tip of the condom until he heard it snap between his teeth. He then proceeded to slide the broken used condom onto his cum covered cock. He loved the feeling of some random guy’s cum on his dick and loved the idea that he was about to breed a kid through a broken used condom. He had become such a perv in these last few months without sex. He waited a second and then ran back. He got back to the kid and told him he had it on and was ready to go. The kid grabbed his cock to make sure. He spit on his dick and slowly started pressing it into the kid’s tight hole. He got half way in before he started to feel the condom pulling back around his head. He kept sliding in deeper until he was all the way. The kid was trying to stifle his moans. Evan was so horned up with his cum covered poz cock in this kid’s tight hole with the dirty condom now nothing more than a cock ring. He only paused a second before he began furiously pounding the boy’s ass. The boy could barely suppress a scream as he did. Evan grabbed his shorts and wrapped them around the boy’s mouth holding onto both ends and using them ass leverage to fuck deeper and harder into his tight hole. It helped a bit to muffle the boy’s moaning, but Evan was sure if anyone walked by again they would hear. He didn’t care. He kept pounding his boy hard. After a few minutes he was starting to get close again. He didn’t want to cum that fast so he pulled out and pushed the boy down onto the ground. He rolled him over onto his back and started fucking him missionary and slow. He wanted to savor it. He would pull almost all the way out and then go all the way back in as deep as he could. The boy was staring into his eyes with so much desire and lust. He reached up and grabbed Evan’s head and started to kiss him passionately as Evan started to pick up speed again. Both of them kissed, sliding their tongues against each other, moaning into each other’s mouths. Evan started fucking harder. He was pulling his dick out until just the head was left inside and then jabbing it as hard, deep and fast as he could into his boy’s tight pussy. He was getting really close. “I’m gonna cum” he whispered into the kid’s ear. He was about to pull out when the kid reached down and grabbed his but cheeks pulling him as deep as he could. ‘Fuck’ Evan thought. ‘This kid wants to get bred.’ Just then Evan’s cock started to pulse as rope after rope of cum shot into his boy’s tight hole. He couldn’t help himself and he let out a loud groan as he shot his load. It felt like an eternity as every drop of his 3 day load spewed out of his rock hard cock. He didn’t even have a moment to come down from his high before a light shone onto them. “Hey, what the hell are you guys doing!” He heard a man shout. Evan freaked. He had always dreamed of getting caught and watched fucking but now that he had shot his load he started to think clearly. ‘Oh shit, I’m gonna be in trouble’ he thought. He quickly grabbed his shorts and ran back up the path. He jumped in the jeep and was out of there before he even realized what he was doing. He had totally just left that boy there, naked, in the bushes, caught, filled with his poz load. “Fuck!!!”

This happened quite a long time ago now and I've never told anyone about it. First of all, I should say I don't really like stealthing and I've never done it - I don't want to take anyone's choices away from them - but that's just my view. I've always known that it happens - and this is the story of the time it happened to me. It was 1996 and I had not long turned 30. After many years of carefully practising safe sex, I was starting to have sex without condoms. At first it was only as a top, then I let a few guys fuck me without a condom and cum in my arse. I knew I was enjoying unprotected sex - the feelling of shooting my load right up someone's arse with no condom was becoming addictive. I was also starting to enjoy being fucked bare and had enjoyed taking a few load in my arse. I knew that if I continued doing this there would be consequences and so, after thinking about it very seriously, I decided to go back to using condoms on every occasion. One afternoon I was on a training course in central London and when it finished I decided to check out the toilets at Marble Arch. The toilets were situated underground in the maze of passages that led to the various exits from the underground station and the park. There was a load of urinals at one end and down at the other end two rows of cubicles down the side and a long row of cubicles along the back. The toilet was very active and I had enjoyed some very horny fun in there. Guys would cruise down at the cubicles where you couldn't be seen and a lot of sucking and even fucking went on in these cubicles. A lot of people used to climb up on the toilets and watch the action in the next cubicle as you couldn't easily be seen from the main part of the toilet. I was feeling horny and was hoping to get some action. The toilet was always busy in the late afternoon and early evening with guys on their way home from work and students coming out of the nearby university. I had lube and condoms with me so I was all ready. The toilet was quite busy and I cruised around for a while and then I caught the eye of a dark haired guy in trackie bottoms and a T shirt. He was just my type and he seemed to be interested in me. He looked to be late 20s, early 30s, with hairy arms and slightly dark skin and from the bulge in his trackies I guessed that he had quite a big cock. Whe a cubicle became vacant I went in and he followed me. I sat down on the toilet and he stood in front of me. I reached up and pulled his trackie bottoms and pants down and his cock sprang out. I was not disappointed and wasted no time in taking his big thick cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a while and he sighed and then pulled his cock out and indicted to me to lick his balls. I licked his balls for a while and then he pushed his cock back into my mouth and I started sucking him again. I thought he was going to let me suck him until he came in my mouth but after a while he pulled his cock out and indicated to me to stand up. He moved in close and said "I want to fuck you," softly in my ear. I was very turned on by the thought of this fit lad fucking me with his big thick cock and soon I was bent over the toilet with my arse lubed. I had given him a condom which he had rolled on to his cock without comment and soon I felt the head of his big cock pushing into my arse. I spread my legs more and soon he was pushing his cock right up me. I hadn't been fucked for a while and it hurt at first, but he gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then he began to fuck me. He started off slowly and then began to fuck me a little harder. His cock slipped out my arse and he pulled my cheeks apart and pushed his cock back up me. I was really turned on now as he began to fuck me harder. If anything, his cock seemed to feel even bigger in my arse as he took hold of my hips and began to fuck me really hard. I knew he was getting close and soon his breathing got heavier and he thrust hard up my arse a few times and then pushed his cock right up me and held it there. When he finished cumming he pulled out and as I got up and turned round he had pulled off the condom and was wiping his cock with a tissue. I grinned at him and he grinned back, stuffed his cock back into his pants and left the cubicle. A short time later I was on the train back to west London. The train was busy and I had to stand all the way but I didn't care. I was feeling good and I had just enjoyed a really enjoyed a good hard fuck. As the train sped out of London I became aware of a wet, squelchy feeling in my arse. I knew I was still lubed from the fuck, but this felt like more than just lube. In fact, it felt like I had a load of cum in my arse..... I got off the train and walked round towards my flat, still feeling the wet sensation in my arse. Near the station there was a patch of vacant land with a couple of billboards in front of it. I went behind one of the billboards, pulled my pants down and squatted. I pushed and a big load of cum spurted out my arse, followed by some more and then some more. I didn't know what to think. I knew the guy had used a condom and at first I thought it must have split. Then I wondered if he had removed it? I was shocked and I was also annoyed with myself - I had promised myself I wouldn't take any more risks and I told myself I should have checked that he still had the condom on. After a while I deciced to put the experience behind me and make sure I played safe on every occasion in future. A few weeks later I was in central London again on the Saturday afternoon meeting some friends for a birthday lunch in a pizza restaurant. The restaurant was busy and at the next table to us there was a group of young lads who looked about 18 or 19. It was late afternoon when we finished and, feeling hormy again, I decided to check out the toilets at Marble Arch. It was not so busy this time, but when I went down to the cubicles the first person I saw was the guy who had fucked me a few weeks before. He was just entering a cubicle and I was fairly sure I had seen someone entering it just in front of him. I waited and after a short time, someone came out of the cubicle next to the one the guy had gone into. I went in to the cubicle, shut the door, climbed quietly up on to the toilet and looked over. The dark haired guy was in there with someone - and I realised it was one of the young lads from the pizza restaurant - a small blond haired lad. The lad was sitting on the toilet sucking on the dark haired guy's cock. I unzipped my jeans and began to play with myself as I watched the young lad sucking the guy's cock. He sucked him for a while and then the dark haired guy pulled his cock out of the lad's mouth and motioned to him to stand up. The lad stood up and the dark haired guy whispered something in his ear. A short time later, the lad was bent over the toilet, his jeans and his white underpants down at his ankles and I had a perfect view from above as the dark haired guy pushed his condom clad cock slowly up his slim arse. I noticed that, as he did so, he pushed the condom half way down his cock.... He began to fuck the young lad, slowly at first, and then he began to fuck him a bit harder. He fucked him for a while and then his cock slipped out the young lad's arse. In just a few seconds, the dark haired guy had removed the condom and pushed his cock back up the young lad's arse. He began to really fuck the young lad now and I had a perfect view from above of this big, thick, hairy cock thrusting up the young lad's pale, slim arse - now without a condom. I knew this should't turn me on but somehow it did and I was wanking now as I watched him take hold of the lad's hips and begin to fuck him harder. I could see the dark haired guy was getting close and I looked at the young lad. His eyes were closed and he had a look of sheer pleaseure on his face as he pushed his arse back against the dark haired guy's thrusts. Just then the dark haired guy thrust hard up the lad's arse a few times and then pushed his cock right up him and held it there. I knew we was cumming in the young lad's unprotected arse and as he did I shot my load down the cubicle wall. The dark haired guy left the cubicle and I watched as the young lad pulled up his pants, totally unaware that he had just been bred. I found it hard to stop thinking about the scene I had witnessed and I was shocked by how much it had turned me on. I thought back to the load I had taken a few weeks before and how good it had felt in my arse. That night I drove up to Hampstead Heath and before long I was bent over being fucked - without a condom. I let two more guys fuck and breed me before fucking a young black lad without a condom and shooting my load right up his arse. As I drove home I could feel the cum sliding out into my pants and I knew I wanted more. The guy who stealthed me had unleashed something inside me - and I was now on a different path.

First time poster so I apologize if anything is amiss or off. I was supposed to take a trip to see some old friends in another state. I had cleared it with my spouse as they had to work, and didn’t have a problem with it. After some back and forth, my friends needed to cancel for personal reasons. No big deal, cancel the trip altogether right? No way, Ghost Rider. I decided to use the rare chance to enjoy my kinkier side. I got a hotel in a nearby city. One I knew was good for anonymous gay sex. And I brought a blindfold and my jockstrap. And I put those ads out, created a profile on some apps detailing exactly what I wanted. I got some hits, mostly flakes. But the five men that showed up.. goddamn I haven’t been fucked like that in a long time. It felt good to be used for what I was: a hole for their pleasures. Nobody worried about or cared if I came (I didn’t until I knew no other guys were coming by). Nobody wanted to kiss, cuddle, or find out who I was and take me on a date. It was understood upfront that this was all about the sex. And it was perfect. My only two regrets are this: that it’ll likely be my last time getting to do something like this, and that I never actually got to see my friends (I filled one in on the details so that if my spouse happens to check up on it, stories will match). Judge me if you want, I’m used to it. But hopefully someone will cheer me on and tell me it’s okay to be selfish and do what I need.

Most piss play / WS if done is fuck a bottom till he pissed himself. Actually for some reason it's quite common for bottoms to piss themselves or need to pee when I fuck them. Usually, the hottest times where when they were in a sling and we've been fucking for a while and then they start to piss and cum.

Pozzed by the Boyfriend - Chapter 3 I'm soooo sorry for leaving you all on a cliffhanger for so long. I know it's a bot short, but hopefully it will make up for my absence. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I groaned in pleasure as I felt my boyfriends thick tongue continue to invade my hole, Rai was holding nothing back either, he had my cheeks spread apart and his face buried on my ass cheeks while he tongue-fucked my pink hole. I knew by the end of the night my hole would be ripped open, gaping, and overflowing with my lovers unmedicated POZ seed, hopefully insuring our connection to each other for the rest of our lives. I couldn't help but push my ass back and moan at my mates actions. He quickly gave my bare ass a harsh slap to remind me of what I should be putting my mouth to work on. I got the memo, and began to work my warm, wet lips around his painfully hard monster cock. As I began sucking on the tip of his cock, gushes of his precum coated my tongue and and mouth. The familiar taste of his pre gave me the hunger for more, and so I began to suck his cock fully now, I carefully began to take more of Rai's manhood into my mouth, until it reached the back of my throat (which was less than a third of the way down), as it hit, I prepared my throat and began to swallow his cock, slowly descending as I unhinged my jaw to fit his thickness in my mouth and down my throat. By this point Raven had removed his tongue from my hole, and had begun fingering and stretching me while groaning in pleasure. Soon, he motioned for me to come off of him, after adjusting to his cock in my throat. "Yes my love?" I asked as I came off his cock. "It's time to change positions, I want to have full access to your throat if i'm going to fuck it." he said seductively. I smirked and happily obliged, as he shifted away from the seat, I shifted, turning around, and rolling over so that my head faced towards the steering wheel and my feet to the back while I lay on my back, my head hanging off the seat. It was a position I had found myself in many times while sucking Raven, I had become quite good at being throat fucked. Raven soon mounted the seat, his powerful legs straddled to either side of my head, his cock head pointed down towards my open, and waiting mouth & throat. Raven soon grabbed my hair, carding his large hands through my curls, before pulling upward and bending down to give me a chaste kiss, immediately after I felt the tip on my lips, smearing pre-cum across my lips & cheeks. I opened my mouth once more and slowly, he guided his cock with one hand, and my head with the other. I wrapped my lips around it once again, and carefully Raven's cocked was pushed balls deep into my willing throat, all the way until his burning, swollen balls slapped my face. He soon pulled out as I breathed in through my nose, and pushed back in, setting a slow, but steady rhythm that slowly sped until my throat was being brutalized by his manhood, all the while hearing his deep groans of pleasure and dirty talk. "Fuck yes babe!, take that fucking dick down that slutty throat of yours!", "Take it you whore!, take my fucking cock like the cocksucking faggot you are!", "AH, yes, suck that big cock you bitch!". This continued for what felt like hours (in reality it was only 10 minutes) until I felt him tightly grip and pull my hair, as he slammed his full cock down my gullet and let out a a loud groan of "FUUUUUCK, take my cum down that dirty throat whore!", I felt his balls tighten on my face and his cock began to spasm as he came like a geyser. I tuned out everything else as I focused all my attention on swallowing the massive amount of cum being shot down my throat and not suffocating, I counted 18 shots before I lost count and black spots clouded my vision. I was barely conscious when the cock FINALLY pulled out of my throat and I could regain my breath, gasping and sputtering. I soon found myself lying on Rai's chest, as a struggled to regain control of my breathing, I could feel is still-hard, saliva covered cock rubbing against my ass. When I finally caught my breath, Raven began to make out with me, sharing the cum coating my mouth with him as he tasted his own seed. After we broke apart from our make out, I heard him say "Our you sure your up for round 2, and 3, and 4..." I laughed and smiled at him saying "Babe, I'm ready for you to fuck my brains out and make me yours after so long not fucking, do as you please!" To be continued...

Chapter two: Kim and grew closer as the weeks went by. He was, really, my only friend. We work out together, study together and talk freely. I am still lusting after him. I sometimes swipe his boxers that he wore while working out to jerk off to. He is just getting hotter to me. I guess the fact that I am not well liked on campus is a factor. I am very open about being gay (that's okay) I am also open about being poz (also fine) the problem is that I am not ashamed of getting pozzed on purpose. That has drawn a lot of hate. That's is fine. I still go out and meet hot guys for fucking. I am also working on ,y seduction plan for Kim. When we talk I tell him about my experiences with sex. Kim is a virgin and is interested in what I have done. I have a book of pictures of me and my partners. I also leave copies of people getting pozzed for him to read. I know he is looking through them. I know he had been keeping them a little longer each time. The only time I do not like being around him is when Judith shows up. She hates me. Judith looks down on me for my common back ground and for being gay. She also treats Kim badly. Always talking down to him. I have been trying to get him to break up with her but he is to concerned with his parents. They like her because she has money and status. He hates the relationship I can see it in his eyes. I do know that I have been an influence on him in at least one way. He is now masturbating. He thinks that I cannot hear him. I can. I am turned on by this. I can sometimes get a good look at nice dick. I think he even moaned my name once. It is working. I know that I am soon going to get him. However, something happened to speed up my plans. I came back to the dorm after my first class. It was extra early today so I had to skip my morning routine in the gym. I had a long break between classes. Kim was there. He was still in his gym shorts. I could tell he never left that morning. He had been crying. "What happened?" I asked. Kim got up and hugged me, started crying again and sat back down. "Judith dumped me. She was fucking other guys and was just using me. She called me and my parents to end things. Now my parents say it is all my fault. I have been just sitting here ever since." "I am sorry." I sat down next to him and put my arm around him. Kim decided to not go to class today and I decided to stay with him until I had to leave. "Can I do something to help you feel better and forget." "What is that?" I decided it was now or never. I gave him a kiss right on his lips. Just a small closed mouth. I kissed him a second time. Also a quick peck. "Please, let me make you feel better." He nodded his head. I kissed his him down his chest until I reached his shorts. I yanked them down and took his beautiful dick into my mouth. I gave my friend his first blow job. I sucked him slowly. I savored how good it tasted and how good it felt in my mouth. I tried to keep it going but he started to cum into my mouth. I eagerly took all him sperm into my mouth except for the very last of it. I swallowed the wonderful cum in my mouth. The small amount that was still on his dick I used my finger to scoop up as much as I could. I then rubbed it on my lips. I then gave Kim a kiss and then left for class. I knew that he would soon be mine.

I "officially" put my personal best number at 12. (Though I kind of lost count and it could be more like 14 or so). It was at a breed & seed I hosted in a seedy motel room just off the Las Vegas Strip about 5 years ago. I started at about 5pm on a Friday evening. My room door was rigged to be able to be pushed open. I had the room fairly dark and I offered my ass to any guy that showed up. I tried to keep track of the number of loads deposited in me. But after awhile it all blurs together. On top of the 12 loads that I'm sure were planed inside me, I sucked off about 4 guys. A couple of guys didn't cum in my mouth or ass, but came on my face, chest or ass. The last guy to fuck me that night (about 2:30am) was a tall, skinny black guy with a huge, thick BBC. He fucked me for well over an hour and never came. I actually had to stop him because I was so exhausted by then and my ass was sore. I've only had to stop a top a few times and I have always felt terrible. But this guy was cool about it. He told me that he rarely is able to cum when fucking a guy (He said he was str8/bi curious) but that it had felt great. Since Craigslist was my most successful source to find sex partners, I've not hosted a breed & seed that has been as successful as that one 5 years ago. But, it sure was a great evening.

Love fucking for hours. I usually change position because I tend to get bored easily fucking the bottom in one position. Like others have said a good quality silicone lube, jlube if you don't mind the mess or big cum load is the best for a long fuck. I have a FF friend that we both like long sessions. He has the advantage of producing a lot of natural lube so usually I can just eat his ass a bit and then slide in afterwards. Once I shoot my first load is ass is creamy and really wet, which makes perfect lube for round 2 and 3. I really like a sloppy hole.

Jesse didn't get my ass at the theatrer that day.. We did some more stroking and sucking before we got up and left. It would be about a week later that Jesse, Dad and I would get together again. But before that, dad and I played one more time. It wasn't always easy finding time alone, with mom being around. But I guess Dad was so horny one night, he just couldnt take it anymore I was up late watching tv - down in the living room on the couch. Laying naked under a blanket, I played with my cock slowly as I watched tv. I heard Dad walking down the stairs, and knew he was heading down to use the bathroom ( the only bathroom in the house) I caught a glimpse of Dad as he came down stairs and walked through the living room. He was wearing only briefs, and just the thought of seeing his cock again was making me rock hard. He quickly went to pee and came back into the living room.. He walked over to me, and I figured he was just checking to see if I was still up and watching tv ( he hated to have the tv on and no body watching it !!) When he saw I was awake, he said quickly, " I'm so horny" and he pulled out a rock hard cock from his briefs. I sat up and put it in my mouth. With my other hand, I pushed off my blanket and stroked my hard boy cock. Dad didn't make much noise as he didn't want to wake up mom, but I could tell he was enjoying it as much as I did. I took Dad's cock as deep as I could, wanting my reward for my efforts.. It didn't take long til I was rewarded.. I could tell he was close by his breathing, and as his balls released a large load of cum into my mouth, my own cum shot out of my dick, covering my chest and stomach with my jizz.. Dad stepped away , put his dick back in his briefs. Then leaned forward and licked the cum off my body. "I'll give mom a good nite kiss from you when I get back to bed" .... "Don't stay up too late" And as he turned and walked away, I watched his tight ass fill those briefs.... and thought damn... next time .. I want his ass again.

Got called out last night early morning on a duty call. On way back, drove past a cruising car park and one van was parked up, signs on the side OTIS. Parked up, eventually a stocky ball headed guy got out and went into the bushes, I followed, next i am sucking a beautiful thick dick, he was a groaner and a head pusher. Loved his balls being licked, big balls too.i took a chance and turned him round and licked his hairy hole, he said I dont get fucked mate, I never spoke, just ate his arse, it was tasty. I pulled down my pants and leaned between the trees, holding his cock to my arse, I am always ready just in case. He literally rammed up my arse, i bit my lip, he rough fucked me and let out a panting groan whilst he came in me. Pulled his overalls up and left, now I am going to work with a full arse.

Part 4 Two days later Frank sent me another text message asking if I could get away real quick and meet him at the ABS. He wrote that he could be there in about15 minutes. I answered that I was not doing anything and would be right there. I was hungry for another taste of that great cock. We arrived at almost the same time even and entered together. We paid our fee and were soon naked in the big room on the couch. I had Frank's cock deep in my mouth and into my throat and sucking like I wanted to suck the life out of him. As usual his precum was almost pouring out and the taste, as usual, was so sweet and wonderful, to me. I wanted his cum load so bad. He was sitting and I was kneeling on the couch and as I was sucking his one hand was fondling and kneading my ass. Soon his fingers were tickling my hole and then one finger entered me slowly. The feeling of that was fantastic and I almost doubled my efforts at sucking his cock, wanting that great amount of oh so sweet cum. He was circling my hole with his finger and soon had me opeded up enough to get another one in. Two hurt a bit as I was so tight. He stopped all of a sudden and pulled them out and I heard him spit and slobber on them and then the wetness his my hole and the two fingers entered me again and only a few seconds later a third one joined them. I was headed to heaven for sure. I was wiggling and thrusting back with my ass as I sucked his marvelous cock. I wanted all of him for sure. Then I felt a 4th finger enter me and I almost came on the spot. My eyes were wide open and I was having trouble now concentrating on anything but sucking and being fucked hard with his fingers. WOW, I don't think I had ever been this turned on in my life. Frank set up a nice rhythm of hard pounding of my mouth and ass at the same time. His cock entering deep into my throat on every inthrust as his fingers bottomed out inside my ass. I was being impaled from both ends repeatedly and magnificently. Frank was moaning in his ecstasy also, telling me how great my mouth felt on his cock and my ass gripping his fingers tightly. I was also moaning my enjoyment and loving every second of this and could hardly wait for his cock to explode and fill my mouth with his hot nectar. In and out and in and out, driving me wilder and wilder. Never had I had such pleasure as this and never wanted it to end. Then I could feel Frank's cock get bigger and harder and his breathing was getting more ragged and I knew he was about to cum. I tried to redouble my efforts to get that wonderful load. Then he almost yelled he was going to blow and his cock started to throb in my mouth. It had barely started when he jerked it from my mouth with his hand grabbing it hard to hold in his cum and spun me around before I knew what was happening. He then rammed his cock into my ass as he pulled his fingers out and his cock sank all the way deep inside my ass. My eyes opened wide as I realized he had just cum deep inside my ass and I could actually feel the heat and wetness of his cum. My own cock blew my load right into my face as I was bent over almost looking right at it. I could not believe that had happened. I had never had a bare cock in my ass before and the feeling was beyond anything I had felt before. It was amazing and I almost thought I was going to faint from the feeling. WOW, what I had been missing? This was beyond amazing and fantastic. I had no words to describe the feeling. It seemed to go on forever but then Frank was done and his cock slowly softened and fell out of my hole. I almost whined from the loss of it in me. I struggled to get upright and as I did I could feel cum oozing out of my rectum and starting to run down my legs. Frank must have cum a gallon from the feeling. I turned towards him and he pulled me close into a hot kiss his tongue pushing its way inside my mouth and I was sucking on it. We were both panting hard. As our lips finally parted we both just laid back wrapped in each other's arms almost unable to move from our exertions. It was the best sex I had ever had by a long ways. I could hardly wait for more and hopefully very soon. We finally got around and started to get dressed. Somehow Frank's pants had been tossed across the floor. He rose to get them and as he pulled them on I had my first look at his backside. His ass was hot and tight looking also. He already had pulled his shirt on and as he pulled his pants up, I noticed he seemed to have a tramp stamp tattoo of some sort. I did not get a good look at it, only a quick glimpse of something somewhat circular and then it was covered up. I would have to ask him to see it the next time we got together.

Chapter 24; *Meeting Jeff* I did as I was commanded. - Now grab hold of those cute round ass cheeks, and spread that cunT of yours wide open. As I did, I done a fart with a HUGE amount of cum spraying out, dribbling down my perineum and onto the floor. - Fuck, someone has been a very busy PiG. Without warning he slammed his Dick inside my cunT, and took to a forceful steady rhythmic, hard fuck. - Fucking hell, how fucking loose and sloppy are you. So, you never use condoms I'd say. - No Sir. - So you don't care if I have unmedicated HIV laden cum and shoot it deep inside of that sloppy cunT of yours? - No Sir, I do not mind. - Oh FUCK. One of those are you. Don't care what you catch. Well, get ready to take the fucking lot. As he said 'lot' he quickened his pace, slamming in hard to my sloppy squelching, bruised, loose cunT-hole. Although out of shape, he clearly had stamina. He took hold of my throat, and as he continued the aggressive fuck on the piece of meat he was using his grip on my throat would keep on tightening. - Sorry Sir, that's a bit tight. He loosened his grip slightly, but then with his other hand covered my mouth. As this was going on, my boyfriend at home was trying to get through to me for our video chat, but, my phone was in Edwards locker. Missed call after missed call, as I was getting a good hard pounding! 😈 He began to quicken his pace, and the usual tell tale sign of erratic breathing, and body tensing meant he was close. The grip around my throat tightened again, and then his fast fucking slowed down to short sharp deep thrusts with a whole heap of chopped up wobbling grunts fall from his mouth. He began to UNLOAD; - Doubt my load is the first poz load you have ever taken ~ C'MON, TAKE it ... Take my fast replicating active virus up that loose sloppy cunT of yours. Go on, fucking take it faGGot!! My phone was taking another missed call from Lew as this unattractive pig simply used me for the cum-dump I had now become, dumping his toxic filth up my cunT, getting up and leaving as I quivered on all fours immediately after he had used me for his primal selfish purpose. The clinic earlier today said I should abstain from any sexual activity for 7 days whilst the Gono shot done its work. Oh dear. They also gave me condoms for any future sexual activity. Again, oh dear. I don't think they would be happy with my continuous slutty behaviour. But, I was! 👅 I hauled myself up, and re-entered the steam room. No sooner had the door shut I was grabbed by my waist, pushed over, with two more anonymous Dicks entering my cunT, and mouth, this time being spit roasted for a non stop continuous 45 minutes, with fuck juice being sprayed deep into both ends. I was proving to be a very popular little cum-dump. The door opened, and was kept open, letting a whole heap of steam out. Edward smirked as he saw me high on tina, enjoying even more unprotected high risk sex; - Play is now over guys, let him go ... C'mon PiG, let's get you to the showers. Once at the shower area I was ordered to wash, using the cold setting. The cold water made my nipples that had now scabbed over from their heavy workout three nights ago to grow stiff, and my Dick and balls to shrivel to tiny non entities. In the shower next to me was a tall slender guy, who was several years older than Edward, 66 years old no less, who clearly looked after himself. He sported blond hair in the style of a crew cut, a light ginger/blond mustache, piercing blue eyes, with a bio-hazard tattoo in his pelvic region, which was a very appropriate warning given that he was clearly oozing out Gono-pus from his semi hard Dick. Was there anyone in this city that wasn't infected with Gono? As he washed he spoke to my poz-bull; - Hey Edward. Are you with this cutie this evening? - Hey Jeff. Yes, sure am. He is the boy and I's new neighbour. He gave me this Gono infection, so, I thought if he was that keen on playing with the big boys, it was high time he came here. - Yes, I saw your little display here earlier on. I fucked this cute little piece of English meat a few times for a few short minutes at his dancing gig three nights ago. Would love a longer go on his what I am now sure is a very sloppy cunT. They need not have been having this exchange, as they had just spent an hour together in the bar chatting away as I got my steam-room banging, with the unattractive guy interlude. The three of us headed towards the spa pool where we joined several others, who were sat there enjoying being massaged by the bubble jets of water softly pulverizing their back muscles, with exchanges of attempted-discreet glances, and the odd touch/grope of a leg. Like the shower area it was also meant to be a no sex area too. Blond Jeff sat next to me, with Edward sitting directly opposite us. Jeff pulled one of my legs open, firmly stroking my thigh, which caused a natural reaction for me to spread wide open my other leg. As he continued to stroke my thigh with firm hard strokes, his soft mustache and warm wet lips caressed my neck which was literally causing my cunT to tingle. Through my fucked up meth high I got to moaning and grunting as Jeff was causing the tingling contractions in my cunT to grow stronger. As I felt like my insides were about to fall out I looked over at Edward who was very much enjoying watching another Gono-HIV+ stud fool around with me. He then teased me; - Don't forget PiG, sex is not allowed in the spa-pool area. My brain didn't even absorb what he had said, and, my cunT was unable to absorb all the cum I had received since arriving at the sauna, and with one massive grunt I done a HUGE cum-fart, with masses of cum swirling to the top of the water. Jeff took control of the intensifying situation; - What an absolutely fucking nasTy cum-loaded slut! C'mon, you are coming with me to my private cabin. Eddie, I have the cabin I prefer, so, if you need to find him, we'll be there. - Okay, cool. I have his personal belongings in my locker, so, when I am ready, I'll come and get the PiG. - You can come by before if you like, if you need to take a piss. - Oh, you have that hood with you do you? - Sure do! 😈💦💦

3. Sleeping plugged it turns out is pretty difficult. My cock seemed to leak all night and every way I turned the plug pressed into me in a new and exciting way. Occasionally when I couldn’t take it any more I would pull the plug out and fuck myself with it for a few minutes before stuffing it back in my hole. By morning I was stuck between horny and tired, but horny kept winning. At around 8am my phone buzzed. If you’ve made it through the night boy and still want to continue send me a video of you pulling that plug out of your cunt. I lay flat on my back on my bed immediately and holding my phone down past my ass pulled the plug from my hole, showed my gaping cunt and then stuffed the plug back in. The reply to my video was almost immediate. Good boy. Have you cleared your schedule? I have, I did I last night. Well done. Over the course of the day you will be given tasks that are meant to test how well you follow instructions. The second function of these tasks will be to test the limits you’re willing to go to. Yes Sir! Your first task is to fill a glass with your piss and drink it. You will film the whole thing and send it to me. It will be one continuous video, and you will show your full face. You have one hour to complete this task. I jumped up, the plug shifting in my hole, and ran to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass, filled it with water, and chugged. Then another glass and another. I had never done anything with piss before but I was turned on. It felt degrading in a way I had never considered hot before. I had started to guess the night before, but now, chugging my fourth glass of water I was fairly certain I knew where bottoms fell in the hierarchy of the club. Bottoms were whores in the club. Slutty pigs who would do anything for cock, and they were testing me to see if I was enough of a pig. Or maybe not testing as much as training. I was being pushed to do more and more slutty things, but each one felt like a small step. I wasn’t allowed to cum so I would stay horny and be more willing to try thing. Even with this revelation that I was being manipulated I didn’t care. I was loving this feeling of giving up control, I loved feeling so sexy and horny all the time. I sipped another glass of water waiting for it to work through my system. It didn’t take long before I felt my bladder fill up. Slightly nervous I made my way to the bathroom. I had no idea what piss would taste like but I was excited to find out. I got out my camera, stood over the toilet, aimed my dick at the glass and started recording. It took me a minute to get started but then a river of piss filled the glass in no time. I had a hard time stopping before I over flowed it. Switching the camera to front facing I raised the glass to my lips and swallowed. It was hot, and bitter, and a little salty but I liked it. I was almost surprised by myself. I really liked it and I gulped it down quick as I could. When the glass was empty I ended the recording and sent it off. The response came quickly Looks like you enjoyed that boy. I did! Good. Have you ever tried piss before? No, I was really nervous but I actually liked it. For the rest of the day that’s how you’re going to piss. You will recycle every piss load you have. Understood? YES! I was genuinely excited. I felt this rush from breaking a taboo. I couldn’t wait to feel that again. Now, you said yesterday that the most loads you’d taken in a day was 4. Is that correct? Yes. Today, along with your tasks you will be breaking that record. Your first top is on his way. Like last night you will buzz him in, and do want he wants when he gets there. Understood? YES!

i'm a total bottom with a sub streak. i fit into a definite category of "sub" though and don't respond to all guys who identify as "Dom." i think that may be because growing up a lot of Dom boys read me as a sub and i got bullied a lot. i eventually learned how to hide my sub nature in a closet and to this day force or bullying evokes and almost violent reaction in me, i'm not attracted to either. i didn't even see my sub nature until i started meeting what i call "affectionate Doms" who trigger, use and manipulate my sub nature using grooming techniques and other ways to Dom me evoke my sub nature to satisfy Their needs and desires. It's hard for me to resist a guys need/desire for pleasure, and when i perceive that in Him, it opens me up. i've discovered that piss is a strong tool some Doms connect with to Dom Their sub. i've read stories on BZ of a Dom fucking a bottom till he pisses himself, combing pleasure and humiliation that fulfilled a need in both the Dom and sub. i can see so many different ways to do this with piss. For me, a Dom has "piss" and a sub has "urine" or "pee." Don't know why, just a distinction i make emotionally. A Dom's piss is potent, like HIs cum. He can use it to inseminate, impregnate, mark another guy. i see a sub's pee as just waste, but something a Dom can use to fulfill His need to connect and affectionately humiliate His sub. i have fantasized about a Dom subtly finding ways to make me pee myself. For instance, maybe we're together for a day and He keeps making sure i stay hydrated, but also makes sure i don't have an opportunity to relieve myself. It's not something He has discussed with me, just something He orchestrates and does, watching me and realizing me struggle and even mentioning that i have to pee, but finding ways to divert me and keep me from relieving myself without my realizing what He's doing. His goal is to control me and the situation to the point that i can't control it anymore and have to pee. Depending on how we are, it might be me finally saying i can't hold it anymore and making Him listen and acknowledge that i have to pee, at which point He might say with a smile on His face and love in His eyes: "i want you to just let it go, to pee yourself." Or He might say: " I know where there's a restroom" and He starts to lead me to someplace He knows is too far for me to make it in time and i accidentally pee myself. i've also had fantasies (but no experience) of a Dom who grooms me for diapers, which to me has a lot of mind fuck potential. Would love to hear about other ideas both Dom guys and sub guys have for using piss and pee in D/s dynamic to fulfill their needs and desires.

my take is this is a good example of Top/Dom wiring? i was married (to a woman) for half my life, i had religious constraints to overcome before i could be true to myself and accept being gay. We were pretty much both sub and bottom in our natures, so i was pretty sexually frustrated, but i learned the physiology of how to satisfy her sexually and understood instinctively what she needed/wanted. Controlling her body and pleasure was central to sex. She was totally not kinky, so stuff like ws weren't even a consideration, but i did get a lot of experience as a top and knew how to do it functionally even if i am not one by nature. Having top experience myself and being very drawn to the mental and emotional elements of sex along with the physical, i find myself always looking for others who want to go beyond just a quick dump and run. Dump and run is hot, i'm just an advocate for depth and variety as part of the mix. WS, to me, seems rife with opportunity to expereince the depth of our sexual natures whether we are Top or bottom or somewhere in between. When i read find91's comments, i see that He is a Top/Dom who is in touch with His own needs and wants as well as those of His partners. ^^This^^ (find91's comment) is such a hot example of where i am trying to go with this thread. i really have come to see piss and pee as very similar to cum, with some unique twists thrown in. The fact that find91 enjoys fucking a guy till he pisses himself is evidence of His need/desire to be able to control His bottom. It's also a further type of bodily function that He has taken control of from His bottom, further demonstrating His dominance. For me, something very erotic that ws can have that cum doesn't is the element of embarrassment/humiliation connected to pleasure. That's a huge mind fuck for me when a Top finds ways to evoke submission to humiliation by using pleasure. To me, that is one of the most profound demonstrations of D/s power, and i can see all sorts of ways WS can be used to do that. i love this example, turning pee into part of the orgasm.

My is is stretched out and used virtually everyday and stay so stretched out I can get a hand in me in under 60 seconds most of the time. Most days start with me fuking the morning piss out of me with my pony size horse toy or larger. To that end I am frequently filled with cum and large amounts of lube so my hole can leak a lot after a good sex play session. To avoid the excrement issue I am hosed out one to 2 times a day to ensure I am always clean and ready for play. I haven't taken a natural shit in a long time. Just make sure you eat plenty of yogurt to keep your fuk guts in good order. As I continue to get fisted, especially punch fisting, which is causing my sizeable rosebud to prolapse I am aware I may wind up in diapers (and I wouldn't be surprised if some of my stallion holed fisting/toy idols aren't already) but for me the pleasure is worth the price. Besides, there is a whole diaper fetish community out there so it's not like there won't be guys to keep on using my hole for sexual excess.

The most I’ve take was at a fuck party, taking raw cock in the sling while blindfolded. I wasn’t in a clear “headspace” so I lost count but it was somewhere around 18-25 loads. I had been bred by 4 guys before I was put in the sling and once I was locked in there and blindfolded, things got wild.

The most i've taken in one day and a night was when i was younger and skinny and hairless. I was the party treat for a huge party and was fucked from the moment men started arriving to the last when they left and that's when the host and a friend's dad fucked me. I was really sore by that time so they were smearing something on my ass that made it feel better. The host said 51 guys had fucked me. Been to a lot of parties, bath houses and other places but never quite equaled that day.

I do think it does have a lot to do with bottom shaming. My man issue with vers is not that they may be bottom. I'm mainly top. What gets annoying are the vers guys that hook up with a strict bottom or top and when it comes down to the act they all of a sudden want to flip. Example vers wanting to bottom with bottom or top a top. I get that it's a mood thing but it's annoying that u agree on something before hand and then they decide to change it up. A lot of vers guys don't get that not everyone is into switching roles and no it's not because of lazyness or internalized homophobia. Some people don't want to stick their dick in an ass or have one stuck up their ass.

I usually don’t ask status and just go with what feels good. I’ve had guys tell me they were poz once things got going or had guys tell me after. I’ve taken detectable loads, undetectable loads, neg loads, it’s all be hot but the poz guys and poz play have always been some of the best sex lusty sex I’ve ever had.

I used to be a slut, now I'm a senior member. What's with that ? I prefer to be a slut. When did that change take effect and what are the levels?

I'll take "Things I've said to my exes" for $400, Alex.

Moderator's Note: I still see you as a slut. I mean that literally. I see "Slut" above your avatar pic, and I see "Senior Member" below it. Those title come from different systems.

Chapter 23; *From shower area to Steam-room* My sexy hyperspermia stud-bull Edward climbed off of me and was greeted by Todd with a 'friends' hug. - Great to see you sharing your now unmedicated poz load Eddie. As for the Gonorrhoea, you probably got that from me via this nasTy PiG here, sorry about that. - Aaaaahh, that's okay, these things happen buddy. - Thanks again for brunch yesterday. Ayan and I were very well fed. Your boy Ramon is still eager to be knocked up, it seems, chatting me up all the while. - Again you are most welcome. And yes, he remains eager. He knows my feelings on the matter. I certainly won't be fucking him again until I am undetectable. A depraved smirk from Todd arose; - Seems like that could be quite some time now I guess, if you will be delaying treatment for more time to come. Do us a favour, hold this PiG from behind once he is standing up. - Yeah, I think I am needing quite a bit if nasTy FUN before I calm down again ... OI, PiG, get up! I stood up, with Edwards toxic sperm dangling from my face, dripping down my chest, and dripping out of my cunT. In fact, there was a long drip dangling from my cunT hole down to my lower legs, swinging to and fro as it stayed attached to my anus. My weathered bull took a hold of me from behind as Gono-stud Todd requested, and he began to live up to my nickname for him as he set about reinfecting me with Gonorrhoea, but, in a different area this time. Still in the shower area he induced within himself loud roars of pain as he milked his perineum of more disgusting Gono-pus, which eventually leaked out and over his 6mm PA. Scooping up a big blob of pus in one hand, he with the other spread my piss slit wide open, and pushed inside all the pus he could. Once done he looked at me with sick twisTed grin as he carried on rubbing over and over my piss slit, making sure I was getting what he wanted to give to me. - Right, Uncle Todd is going to take you to the steam room as I have a rest at the bar. And remember, you stay in there until I come to get you. - Yes Sir. - Follow me. - Yes Sir. I had quickly gotten into the habit of calling both Edward and Todd Sir. I followed behind, only to be reminded of the AIDS wasted ass I rimmed at my dance gig three nights ago. And even though he was very thin, ribs showing, and with jaundice, he seemed to have an air of a certain strength about him. Once there he opened the steam-room door with all this steam gushing out, which gave me a brief glimpse of a no holes barred no guilt orgy. Men of all shapes and sizes, and most definitely several married men getting their much needed release with uninterrupted and anonymous sucking and fucking; Breeding mandatory! In we went, door shut behind us, with Todd grabbing me as he sat on one of the benches. With one hand on my waist, and the other holding his Dick pointing upwards he guided my down until I was sat balls deep on his toxic leaking, and hard as rock diseased-Dick. I was High & Horny, and began with wild abandon to ride what was deep inside me. - Hey, STOP. Keep still. You don't fuck my Dick. I fuck your cunT! - Sorry Sir. I am just so fucking horny for your Dick, Sir. - I can tell. - I NEED my cunT to be destroyed. - Oh don't worry. It will be. It most definitely will be in 1 months time, on a night I cannot wait for. - Yes, you mentioned that Sir. What is happening in 1 months time? - Well, that should be the week you WILL be diagnosed positive for HIV, HEP C, and Syphilis. And the day it is all confirmed will be the day of the night that my boyfriend and I, along with Asmodeus, will get to have some nasTy FUN with you, with a spectacular celebration to welcome you into the broTherhood! Before I had a chance to say anything else, he keeping himself impaled balls deep stood up, and pushed me over so I bent from my waist, gripped into my waist hard with his nails digging in, and took to fucking me hard and fast. It wasn't long either before I was being groped my numerous pairs of hands, with one set guiding it's Dick into my mouth where I would now be spit-roasted, hard and fast, from both ends for the next half an hour, non stop! During that time multiple guys would shoot off inside of my mouth, and hungry cunT, and I was all too happy to drink up, and get a damn good drilling-n-filling! 👅 Each time the steam room door opened, the man/men entering would get that glimpse of me being the sauna sluT, getting fucked from both ends, and would take what they wanted from me when they got to take a piece of the PiG. After a few minutes into my half an hour of being spit roasted Uncle Todd grunted, shot his filth deep inside my guts, withdrew and slapped my arse cheeks, and got his Dick cleaned up by some other nasTy PiG before he left the steam room. After that half hour I had to leave to cool down for a bit before I could continue on, so out I went, and sat on one of the benches just outside of the steam room. No sooner had I sat down, this unattractive out of shape guy approached as though he was about to go in, but stopped himself right by me. He looked me up and down; - Get on all fours on the floor, faGGot. - Hey, but ... - SHUT up, DO it!

2. I had been laying around my apartment naked, my cock half hard and leaking, my hole stretched tight around the plug still lodged inside it, for hours when my phone finally buzzed. Prove to me that you are still plugged boy – you have 1 one minute to reply. I snatched my phone and bent over, taking a photo of my plugged hole and sent it to the random text I had received. Good boy. Your first test was to prove you could take a thick cock. Your second task will be to prove your willingness to give up control. Your address has been given to a member of our club, at some point in the next few hours he will buzz your door. You will let him in, unlock your front door and be waiting ass up when he comes in. If you choose to not buzz him in your candidacy will be invalidated. Reply to this message that you understand. I understand and am waiting! I responded. My heart was in my chest reading those messages. I wasn’t sure how the man had gotten my address, I had no idea who he had given it to, and I had no idea when they were coming. I tried to distract myself. I turned on the tv. I put on some clothes and cleaned up. I read emails. I tried to read a book. No matter what I did I was still horribly conscious that I had a plug stuffed in my butt and a man I knew nothing about coming over to dump his load in me. I wasn’t sure if I was excited, horny, interested or scared. But my hole kept twitching and my cock kept leaking through the underwear I put on so I resolved to answer my door when the call came. But that took time, lots more time. An hour passed, and then two, I began to think that it was a prank, no one was coming. Then, right around three hours late, my buzzer went off. My heart thudded and my stomach dropped, my resolve faltered. Was I really going to do this? Was I going to let a complete stranger into my apartment knowing nothing about them and let them breed my ass. I shifted my weight a little in my seat and the plug jammed deeper into me. My hole ached, and I was hungry. Without another thought I got up, I pressed the buzzer and I unlocked my front door. Quickly stripped off my clothes, and knelt on my couch wearing nothing but my jock. With the plug firmly lodged in my ass I aimed my hole at the door and waited. I heard the door open and made to look over my shoulder to see who had just come in when a slightly raspy voice said “Eyes forward boy.” My head snapped back front. It didn’t sound like he got undressed but I distinctly heard him unzip his pants. The strangers hand suddenly touched my ass and pulled on the plug lodged in me. “Push that plug out cunt,” he said. He had a slight Southern lilt to his voice, and I began to imagine a man with weather beaten features, an untrimmed beard, a narrow but toned body, and treasure trail to die for. I pushed against the plug, trying to expel it from my ass. The widest part though was too thick to just force out and the stranger started to tug at it. He pulled bringing it just to the brink of popping out of my hole and then letting it snap back. My hole was screaming. It felt stretched more than it ever had been. I knew that it was becoming a slack cunt quickly with this treatment and I loved it. Without warning the stranger tugged the plug completely from my hole and slammed his cock in to replace it. The load I had taken earlier was the only lube I got and it made me moan and grunt. The stranger proceeded to fuck me hard and fast. This was about me proving I could give up control of my hole and nothing more. He pounded me hard, his cock long but thin stabbing deep inside me. I groaned and begged him for his load. I thanked him for fucking me. I whimpered in joy. After what could only have been five or so minutes he groaned loudly, bottomed out in my cunt and pumped his load into me. When he was done he pulled his cock out, rammed the plug back in, and left. I was sweaty, panting, and my cock was completely soft but covered in precum. I wanted more. The plug was laying on the couch next to me. I looked at it, thought about it for a moment, and then crammed it back in my leaking hole. It slid in easily this time and I sat down hard on the couch to cram it even deeper. I sat there for a few moments relishing the fullness when I heard my phone buzz on the table. Good job boy. You have passed the second stage. How do you feel. Slutty as fuck. Is that a feeling you are enjoying? Yes! That was so fucking hot. I never even saw who he was. Good. You’re doing great boy. You’ve shown your willingness to give up your hole to someone you clearly want, and to give up your hole in an anonymous situation. I bet you even shoved that plug back in your hole didn’t you? Yes! Well done. The next stage of your interview is about how well you take instruction. You are not to jerk off or cum until you are given permission. You will remained plugged at all times. And tomorrow you will clear your whole day to be available for the club.

by Andrew "Aethan" French afrench@gct.com Given the events you're about to read, you might guess that Micky and I met at a Horror or Sci-Fi convention, or in some weird voodoo cult in New Orleans, or some farfetched locale. The truth is, Micky and I met in a little gay bar in downtown Boston. I had broken up with a real asshole (no comment; I have nothing to say about him, and he has nothing to do with this story) and was looking to drown my sorrows in a lot of bad alcohol and a few nights of utterly dangerous casual sex. I was crazy from having broken up, and I really didn't give a shit about AIDS or anything else. Luckily for me, the first night I went cruising, Micky wandered into my life. When he entered, I was awed by the seemingly total focus with which he carried himself. Every step seemed to have been planned out ahead of time, and his walk was graceful and predatory. Everything about him bespoke a man who was looking for good sex in large amounts. I couldn't help but be attracted to those smoldering black eyes, set under brows whose fiery red matched the wild mane that framed his beautiful face. His body was muscular and lean, and his clothes snugged up against the fine structure beneath, hiding and revealing things in an alternating way that immediately sent a charge to my crotch. Judging by the reaction of the others in the room, everybody was experiencing the same sensation. I felt, rather than saw, his eyes upon me, and I was disappointed when they flickered away to explore the rest of the crowd. I spent the night watching him. Everywhere he passed, heads turned, and he slipped through the busy bar, hither and yon, looking, apparently, for just the right somebody. I watched in mounting terror as the bar's patrons began approaching him. I wanted him, badly. I wanted him to dominate me utterly and use me as he chose. I wanted to belong to him, not in the sense of the short encounter I had come looking for, but in a long term relationship. This, I sensed, was the real Mr. Right of my life, and I wanted to be with him, more than I had ever wanted anything before. When I saw a new wave of barhoppers enter and fixate on him, I knew I had to make my move or I was going to lose him. I was scared that he would ignore me or reject me, but I was going to have to take my chances. I waved at him, beckoning to him and smiling my best smile. He looked at me curiously, shrugged, disengaged one guy who had draped an arm around his waist, and glided in my direction. He sized me up when he arrived, and he didn't seem to have lost interest. So I steeled up my courage. "I'm Jack. Can I buy you a drink?" He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, and I cursed inwardly for using such an obvious pick-up line. To my surprise and eternal gratification he smiled, a long lingering toothy grin which spread from his mouth and eyes across his whole face. He spoke, in a deep sonorous baritone. "Hi Jack. I'm Micky. No, you can't." I felt my heart sink. "But I'd like to buy you one." I felt it leap back up. "Not here though....too crowded...too many assholes." He took my hand and drew me off of my seat. I couldn't speak. We stopped by the coats, where he pulled down mine and handed it to me. "How the hell did you know that was my coat?" I asked, when we had slipped out of the bar into the cool spring night. He shrugged. "It just seemed like the coat you would wear. I'm a pretty decent judge of character. Besides, it smells like you." We walked under the light of the bright moon. It had just turned past full, so it illuminated the street like another lamp, casting our shadows ahead of us as Micky guided us down the sidewalks in the direction of what he referred to as "the best damned bar in Boston." It was indeed a cozy little place. Not a gay bar, but a fine place to talk quietly amongst a staff that genuinely seemed to like you. It turned out that Micky was an amazing judge of character. He guessed instinctively what I drank and that I was a painter. "You seem the artistic type," he said with a shrug. I became more and more fascinated with Micky, and by the time the bar sent us home, I knew that I wanted to know everything about him and to be a part of what he was. So when he looked at me and asked "Would you like to come home with me?" I accepted without a second's hesitation. His apartment was quite close. He lived in a one-room studio which had been, he explained, the attic of the brownstone building. A friend of his owned it, and his rent was remarkably low. It was spartanly finished, but plants grew everywhere. Their smell was heady and lush, and it was as if he had shown me a hidden rainforest in the center of Back Bay. A state of the art sound system surrounded the room with soft music. His CD collection showed extremely eclectic tastes. A complete run of the Beatles sat side by side with Beethoven, Mozart, and Bach. A They Might Be Giants CD sat atop a sound effect disk of thunderstorms. He put in the thunderstorms tape, took me by the hand, and led me into a space between the plants. His bed was a nest of pillows and blankets, and I let him lower me onto it, loving him even before we ever made love. Sex with Micky was an almost religious experience. His gentle ways of coaxing me into various positions and activities only served to heighten my arousal with him. He seemed to know my body and its desires better than I knew myself, and he cheerfully exploited every one of them. And when it seemed that things were getting too innocent, he would suddenly reveal a rough side. His straightforward, uncomplicated, animalistic charm truly won me over, and I felt completely vulnerable and yet totally safe in his arms. We finally fell into sleep in each others embrace, and when I awoke, he was lying there studying me, smiling. From then on, we were lovers. I had never had a complaint with Micky as far as his being my lover went. He and I had been lived together for two years or so, after my parents disowned me for being gay. We shared his great studio apartment in the Back Bay. It turned out that Micky was very well off, owning his own shipping company, and this gave me the freedom to paint for a living. Micky became my favorite model, and his easy-going attitude towards nudity made him fun to work with. He developed a following among my audience, and while it became increasingly easy to sell my work, it became increasingly difficult to part with my pieces. I loved looking at my nudes of Micky, and I was jealous of anyone who bought one. He was supportive of my work, and whenever I would express disappointment in myself or comment about my shortcomings, he would hold me and rock me like a child until I felt myself again. Everything seemed ideal, except for one detail. Every month, Micky would get very moody and restless without any provocation. The next day, he would disappear without explanation, not returning for three nights. When he returned, he was always in better spirits, and we would have wild, reckless sex for hours non-stop. That part was okay, but his disappearances began to bother me. He would always try to say that he had been away on business for his company, but I began to recognize a pattern. I became suspicious, even morbidly so. Was he in the Mafia, doing hits for money? Was he seeing another lover? What was he hiding from me...or trying to protect me from? As much as I loved him, I began to be afraid of him. Doubt became my worst enemy, forcing me to worry that we were about to spiral into a breakup. I questioned him at length, but he would always worm his way out of the conversation. At last, I couldn't stand it any longer. He was sprawled on the couch, and he was moody. I sensed the time was about to occur; he would disappear tomorrow, unless I was able to determine what was happening. "Micky," I said, quietly but firmly, "I know you're going to leave tomorrow. Please tell me where you're going." "Business," he muttered darkly. "Commodities deal in Acron. Be back..." "Three days from now." I glowered at him. "Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I haven't noticed the pattern? Don't insult my intelligence." "Jack," he said, as his temper rose, "don't be ridiculous. I have business. I'll come back on Tuesday. You'll have a nice quiet long-weekend, and everything will be fine again." "Bullshit, Micky! I've called your company. They never know what I'm talking about when I mention these business trips. They say you take the time as vacation days. Now will you tell me the fucking truth." He sat there, his hands clenching and opening as if he might suddenly attack me. I felt an anger boiling just below his facade of calm. "Jack, you wouldn't understand." "Try me, for Christ's sake. I don't understand now, but I'm willing to listen. Otherwise this whole relationship is for shit! If you go away without explaining yourself, I won't be here when you get back." Saying it nearly destroyed me, but I was insane with the need to know. That was the threat that got him. He deflated visibly and stared up at me miserably. "You might leave if I tell you the truth." "Better that than to keep living with these stupid lies." He struggled with himself for awhile, emotions playing across his face. Finally, he sighed heavily. "Okay, tomorrow I'll explain everything." His expression darkened. "I'll show you everything. You deserve to know." We didn't make love that night. I sat awake in bed, feeling his warmth near me under the sheets and listening to his slow deep breaths. I was afraid. Now that I was going to know everything, I began to wonder if I really wanted to know it. But I felt that it was too late. I had started everything sliding, and I was just going to have to find out what was at the bottom when I hit it. I just hoped we'd survive the fall. I sank at last into a fitful sleep. When I woke up, Micky was gone. At first I was afraid that he had left for the weekend, having chickened out of telling me his secret, but I found a note that indicated he would be back later that afternoon. The day crawled by, and I worried about Micky. I was worried I had driven him away, that he could not tell me his story, and that he had left me alone again. I tried to do some painting, but I couldn't concentrate. I started at every movement in the hall outside our door. Every time the phone rang, I jumped. At last, around sunset, he appeared, and I almost cried with relief. He was carrying two bags of groceries, both of which proved to be full of meat. He stuffed them into the fridge and came over to me. "Its almost time for you to know." I felt a shiver of anticipation, or was it fear? I could not say. Then, inexplicably, Micky started removing his clothes. "Oh, no," I laughed nervously, "I'm not going to be so easily distracted." Micky smiled without humor. "This is integral to your understanding of the truth." "I've seen you naked before, Micky. Its impressive, but nothing new." "You've never seen me completely undressed," he muttered mysteriously. I started to protest, but then something prevented me from continuing. Micky's skin began to ripple and bunch, as if he were changing subtly, underneath. A slight tear showed in his skin, revealing... what? Fur? So it seemed. The surface below was covered with a fine glistening fur the same color as Micky's hair. I realized that all of Micky's skin was peeling away in chunks. It fell to the floor, dry and brittle, like the outer skin of an onion. The thing underneath the skin was seven foot tall if it was an inch, and its body rippled with muscles. A canine snout unfolded beneath Micky's face, tearing through. Gleaming fangs shone in the light, and I wanted nothing so desperately as to be able to run, but, somehow, my brain seemed to have shut down, refusing to send signals to the rest of my body. One message only was getting through. Micky's a fucking werewolf. It began to make some twisted sort of sense. Three day disappearances. Must be the full moon. I couldn't move; shock held me rooted to the spot. I was going to die, and Micky, my lover was going to kill me. He would leap on me, his powerful jaws crushing the life from me. With a jolt of terror, my body began functioning again, but far too slowly. I turned to run, when a voice stopped me in my tracks. "Jack, its me." I turned back to look at the creature which stood before me. It had Micky's voice. It was deeper and harsher, but it was his voice nonetheless. "Micky?" I gasped out from lungs frozen with shivery fear. "Are you in there?" "Its me, Jack. This is what I am." I stared at him. This was no Lon Chaney junior with yak hair on his chin. Micky looked like someone had put a huge wolf's head on top of a weight-lifter's body and covered the whole thing with fur. He was gigantic. His whole body seemed to have swelled, getting physically massive. I glanced down; his cock had become huge. It was nearly a foot long, and it stood erect, giving it the illusion of even greater size. Despite myself, I was a little aroused. I had always been satisfied with Micky before, but this was a fuzzy Adonis! I laughed, a hysterical little giggle, at the incongruity of my thoughts. "Shit, Micky. How the fuck did this happen?" A low guttural laugh escaped the fanged maw of my lover. "Puberty. Some kids got acne; I got fur. My dad said that it skipped a few generations, that my great grandfather had had the gift, and that now I had it. He taught me not to be afraid of it. Its a good thing, I believe, but its hard to explain that to people. Telling people you're a werewolf makes them think you're really crazy or really kinky. But as you see, its the truth. On the three nights of the full moon, this is what I become. It doesn't make any sense. For one thing, I put on about two-hundred pounds of mass...pure muscle." "Yeah, you certainly got..." I looked at his cock involuntarily, "big!" He chuckled. "My senses go from being remarkable to being downright scary, even to me. I can smell things...and hear things....God, Jack. You can't imagine what its like." "Help me to imagine. How does it feel?" He shrugged his gargantuan shoulders. "Natural now. It was weird at first, but now its very natural. It doesn't hurt or anything, like they show in the movies, and I don't eat people. I just get a little wilder, a lot hungrier, and my instincts start kicking in." He blushed then, under his fur, and I caught his train of thought. "In other words, you get really really horny." He grinned hugely as I said this, exposing sharp rows of teeth. "That's why we always fucked so crazily when I came back. I couldn't get laid all that time, and I'd be aching for sex." I looked at him closely. He was so different that he almost couldn't be Micky in my mind. The fur was definitely Micky's hair though, his wild red mane. And the eyes were just the same as Micky's, big, black, soulful, and full of love. "Wow, Micky. I really wasn't ready for...this." He nodded sadly. "I understand. I'll leave. The rent's paid through the end of the summer, and you'll have plenty of time to find a new..." "No Micky! That's not what I mean. I don't want you to leave. I still love you. This is...really weird, but I think I can handle it." He looked at me, hope radiant in his face. "You mean it, Jack?" "I mean it, lover. Look, I'll cook some steak for dinner, and you can explain it to me over dessert." He looked at me thoughtfully. "You are a hell of a guy, Jack. I was so scared...so afraid that I would lose you. When we met, I knew you were the right one, but lately I...I...." He smiled; it was Micky's same gentle smile. "Thanks, Jack." He reached over and took me into his warm furry embrace. Dinner was messy and a bit awkward. Micky insisted that I not cook the steaks he ate, and as I was talking forkfuls of my own well done T-bone, he was ravenously ripping chunks of raw beef into his mouth and swallowing them whole. I drank several glasses of red wine, while he drank nothing but water. "Trust me Jack. You don't want to get me drunk when I look like this. Tipsy werewolves singing Irish drinking songs under a full moon is not the sort of thing we want the neighbors to see." We laughed then, and I was pleased with myself. I was really adapting to this well. It must've been my abiding passion for Micky. Or maybe it was the wine. We talked until three, pondering the existence of other werewolves and whether any of the others were gay. As the clock struck, he looked out the window and sighed. "Thank goodness," he said. "It'll only be a short time until dawn, and then we can be together again." "But we are together, Micky." He shook his head. "I mean sexually. It'll be good to relieve the urges on a daily basis rather than all at once. I was always afraid I was gonna hurt you." It was then that my wine-befuddled head finally acknowledged what my sober self refused to. I wanted to have sex with Micky while he was like this. I couldn't help it. It was the one thing I could do to really prove to him that I was fully accepting of him. I stood, and crossed the room. As he turned, I wrapped my arms around him, laying my head against his chest. He seemed surprised, but he returned the hug. His body seemed to radiate heat, and as we stood there, I felt his dick pressed up against me. I felt a throb of sympathy from my own crotch, and I couldn't help letting my hands explore down his back to his ass, which I began kneading roughly. He pulled back a little, surprised. "Jack, you ought to be careful. I have claws you know. And I'm afraid I'd be really rough if we..." his voice trailed off. In reply, I began undoing the buttons on my shirt. "You won't be rough with me, Micky. I know you. You're still in control in there, and you'll be very gentle." I stripped off my shoes and socks, then beckoned to him. "Help me, Micky." He approached, trembling. His huge hairy paws reached out and came to rest, feather light, upon my shoulders. He pulled off my shirt with the care of a mother undressing her child. I could feel his enormous claws, sharp as razors, but his touch was so light that they never drew blood, only traced lines along my skin. His hands drifted lightly down my sides until they came to rest on the front of my blue-jeans. With exaggerated caution, he worked a finger inside the waistline. I flinched involuntarily. He froze, panic on his face. I smiled at him. "Don't worry big guy; you didn't Bobbittize me. He relaxed and unfastened my pants, then slowly pulled them down until I stood, as naked as he. I took his hand and led him through the plants to the nest of pillows and blankets. We embraced again, and feeling his furry muscular frame pressed close to mine, his warm fuzz on my cock, made me squirm with pleasure. Our hands explored each other's bodies, eliciting occasional murmurs of pleasure from one or the other. I ran my hands over his body, delighting in the magnificent muscle structure. I swirled my fingers through his fur, causing him to shudder and shake like a dog whose belly is being scratched. Then I took his enormous cock in my hand, feeling the new weight and heft of it. This was so strange and wonderful; it was Micky's soul in a new body that was mine to explore. We were intimates and strangers at the same time. Knowing Micky's favorite sexual zones gave me a certain advantage. I tugged at the hairy balls with one hand while feathering a finger up and down his thickened shaft with the other. Micky's beautiful eyes closed and his head lolled back on his shoulders as he succumbed to the stroking I began to give him. I knelt before him, sniffing the musky odor of his crotch. My tongue darted out, flicking into the hole at the end of his massive wolfmeat. He moaned, and his hands fell heavily onto my head, pulling me towards him. I obligingly opened as wide as I could to take him in. Inch after heavenly inch shoved its way into my mouth, and my eyes watered as I nearly gagged from the sheer size. I gave him a good session of sucking, his hands running through my hair and insistently continuing the rhythm we had fallen into. He tensed, his body going rigid and a low ululating moan escaping his lips as the first wave of his cum splashed the back of my throat. I renewed my sucking, intent at getting every last drop. Finally, when nothing more seemed forthcoming, and his body relaxed, I came off of his shaft and grinned. "Your turn, Fido. Lie down." Micky did as I asked, his massive frame sinking deeply into the cushions. I knelt with my cock poised over his face and my balls dangling down to brush the tip of his long wolfen snout. He carefully covered his sharp teeth with his lips before reaching up to engulf me with his mouth. I felt his hot breath against the length of my shaft and shuddered with the anticipation. He reached up and encircled the globes of my ass with his hands, pulling me down into his waiting jaws. The length of his mouth made it the deepest throating I have ever had, and I humped my hips, fucking his face so hard his head bumped against the floor with every thrust. Meanwhile, I reached out to continue my research into his larger member and wonderfully full scrotum. His dick responded immediately, beginning to swell up again. I remembered that Micky's power to get it up again and again after he had been absent had been startling. If he was any more capable of multiple loads in an evening in his wolfen form, we might be at this for a long time! Within his mouth, he began rubbing his long slippery tongue against my cockmeat. I felt myself slipping towards orgasm, and I halted my screwing, unwilling to give up my load so soon. "Uh, uh, Wolfboy. You're not getting off so easy. I want to be reamed. Royally screwed, and you're the best werewolf for the job. You're the best one I know; hell, you're the only one I know!" Micky seemed to be in a fog. His meat was swollen again, and he looked about ready to stick it someplace moist and tight. I knelt down on my hands and knees beside him. "Okay, Micky. We'll do it doggie-style. In your honor of course." With no hesitation, Micky grabbed my ass and heaved himself forward. He buried his long nose in my butt, licking and slurping. I felt the elongated tongue snake forward and push against my tight hole, shoving with such authority that it finally wiggled its way in. Micky ate out my ass with relish, making it nice and slippery for what was to come. By the time he pulled away, I was aching for more. He obliged me by sliding forward until I felt his shaft at the very opening to my hole. I shivered with anticipation, and it was with slow and cautious movements that Micky began moving into me. Now I'm hardly a beginner at anal sex, but the sheer size of Micky's meat made me tremble with fear. I could feel it inching inwards, and my poor ass did its best to relax and open as wide as possible, but it still hurt like hell. Micky, to his credit, waited every time to let me get used to what was happening. I felt like a virgin again, but when he had slid in as far as possible, so deeply that I was sure that if I looked in the mirror I'd see his cock in my throat, the feeling that I was getting melted me to my heart. He reached around to stroke my straining meat, and I moaned in painful pleasure. "Oh, God, Micky. I can't believe you've got the whole thing in there." He didn't respond, except to whimper slightly in sympathy. We started rocking, and I did what I had always done sexually with Micky. I put myself completely under his control, trusting to his gentility and judgment. I was glad I did. Micky's senses allowed him to know exactly when to move and exactly when to be still. And if Micky ever ignored my comfort, I never noticed. We fucked in a slow deliberate rhythm until we realized that dawn was about to break, at which point Micky began pounding into my ass. I felt nothing but waves of pleasure now, and a few minutes later, I felt him tense and buck. A howl burst from his throat as waves of cum came rocketing into my ass. His hands clenched on my cock, and the combination of feelings was enough to send me over the edge, just as the sun rose into the sky. We collapsed onto the bedding, Micky's body slipping rapidly back into human form. Exhausted, we both fell into a dreamless slumber. Micky's arm encircled my waist, and I felt loved and protected as I never had before. The following two nights were a repeat performance, and I began to realize that Micky as a werewolf was just as wonderfully sexy as Micky as a human. Once he got over his initial fear of hurting me, we got back into our usual routine of alternating roughness and gentility. The nights passed too quickly for my tastes, and I found myself beginning to long for the next full moon. Life with a werewolf has now become my norm, and Micky is just as glad not to have to spend his full moon nights hiding in dark alleys and getting chronic blue balls. Micky still models for my paintings, and if some people wonder why I've stopped working on nudes and started painting sexually explicit werewolf scenes, I just explain it as a creative phase. Micky is just as wonderful a lover as ever, and I count myself lucky to have found him. And if he's a fucking werewolf, so what? He's MY fucking werewolf. Nobody's perfect.

nah. i even have a hard time using toys on myself, i'm way to bottom to fuck and breed myself. On a side note, i have found it funny how often gay couples look alike.

several factors go into it. Key among them is mental hunger to match the physical hunger. Along with that you have to approach sex as a male pleasure sport and train your body for it. like you would any other sport. But you have to have the mental aspect; you have to have your head in the game intellectually as well as sexually. The more sex play you experience and push your limits the more your body will adapt to handle more and more. Lots of lube, good lube, is also important. Those of us in the sex industry can take hours of use because our bodies are used to it from so many hours of filming and sex events and the like coupled with persona l toy play and edging to prepare us for such heavy use. The more you train your body the easier it will become. Just be aware that when you get to this level you desire for sex becomes a need because your body is used to it so it now expects it. Personally, I wouldn't live any other way.

I would love to find a guy like you who could do that to me ;)

Reading the original post my cock got instantly hard. I recognise the need in myself for a dom to control ALL my bodily functions which clearly involves peeing. I just wish I could find one!

I was in my teens and my parents sent me down south to visit for several weeks with my Cousin and his Father for the summer . My Cousin was older ( 20 yrs old ) and their house was very small - 2 bedrooms - shared a bed with my cousin . That night went to a party by the lake : Drinking , smoking weed and music - girls showing their tits - guys showing their dicks - some guys wacking off . Think I really drink too much and my cousin helping me back to the house . Finally gotten to the bedroom and my cousin offered me a aspirin ( I thought ) and gotten undressed for bed . Next morning my body felt worn out - they had a hot tub - his father fixing breakfast - laughing about we had too much fun coming in the house . I sat in the hot tube relaxing - my body needed it - drinking orange juice / spiked - smoking a joint - starting early . After several days party and sucking dicks - relaxing in the hot tub - my uncle came out - naked - huge dick - thick as a beer bottle - rolling a joint . Sat on the edge of the hot tub - lighting up the joint - drinking - told me to cum over take a hit - while taking a hit - he slapping me with his huge dick - told me to lick and sucking him off . His son was behind me - feeling is hard dick up my butt almost - forcing me - guiding me - I started to know the routine - enjoying it ! I noticed more and more males came to used the Hot tub - so many swing dicks and cum ! Went home and unpacking - my Dad came up - asking me questions - trying to hide things from him then he asked if I was at my Uncle Hot tub party' - saying Yes ! Did I get to see his Large Dick - I said Yes ! My Dad pulled out his Big Dick - asking me what I think of his dick - 1 thing or another - now I have a Huge dick to play with - at Home !

I have always enjoyed piss play from the first time at age 9, when a group of black kids peed on me in the woods.. It felt nasty and dirty, something you couldn't share with family or friends and thats what i liked about it.. I just didn't know how to go about asking for it. As I have gotten older , though certainly easier to ask for it, sometimes I'm not in the location that allows for it. I have taken it numerous times in the rest rooms of xxx vid stores. And pissed on myself at the same time I always enjoyed peeing on myself in the bathtub as a boy and still do that from time to time.

Please give me a little, 18yo twink. He could give me several loads, and I could give him a couple.

I play with it too much. This is why I need to be in Chasity. But when having sex, it’s tiny because I’m mentally focused on my top breeding me and using my boipussy for his pleasure.

I also have rare instances where my top ruts for longer than the average man. I also believe that it’s a bottoms job to take it. The last time it happened to me the top was not overly big but loved to pound my pussy like it was he last one he would ever breed. lol. I of course took it and thanked him. I was sore for a few days also. Very rare for me. It’s a good sore though. The kind that puts a smile on your face when you have to adjust your seating position.

Last month, I was hooking up with an 18-year-old for a week or so. He is a petite ginger who doesn't look of-age (he showed me his id - it clearly turned him on that he looked underage still). I'm not sure how long he has been hooking up, but he was clearly no novice to man sex. I'm sorry he turned out to be such a flake because it would have been hot to have him as a steady fuckbuddy.

Pozzed by the Boyfriend- Chapter 2 Here's the second chapter, hope you all enjoy and bust a good nut to it! Tell me what you think about it, and sorry for leaving you all on a cliffhanger! ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I quickly shut Raven up by kissing him passionately, which soon evolved into a make-out session. I had been planning this ever since the day Raven had told me he had to go off his meds to switch (per his doctors orders), immediately after hearing the news I stopped taking Prep - this was my chance to remove any barrier between me and Raven, to remove any guilt he might have over fucking me raw, i'd be damned if I was going to let this opportunity pass me by! I'd been a devious tease for the past three weeks, Raven had legendary patience, restraint, and willpower, but even so I always had the upper hand. I know exactly what buttons of his to push to make him ragingly horny, and even his stubbornness would eventually crack to my persistence. I did everything I could to turn him on and get him ragingly hard, from being as nude as possible whenever around him (and always when alone), being unusually clumsy with held objects (and subsequently always bending over and presenting my plump bubble-butt to him), eating a whole bunch of popsicle's and bananas, brushing up on my French and Spanish (particularly sexual phrases), making endless innuendos, and playing with myself with dildo's and other toys in his presence, etc... I'm quite surprised he lasted as long as he did, and I'm almost certain that if i'd kept it up any longer I would have found myself pinned to a wall with my pants ripped off and Rai's cock shoved up my ass in one go (a not all-together unpleasant fate). Moving swiftly, I quickly straddled Raven on his seat in the car and deepend the kiss, our tongues now battled for dominance with each other - a fight I was all too happy to loose. I could feel his hands move down my lithe body and finally reach my ass, which he immediately started groping and squeezing through the thin fabric of my shorts. I started grinding our crotches together and could feel my mate's cock straining in his jock-strap through his sweats, I smirked into our continuing kiss, fully knowing this would be the 5th of his jockstraps i'd have ruined in the past three weeks. I let my arms travel from where they were wrapped around his neck to the him of his shirt, I let my hands find their way under his skin-tight t-shirt and let my finger run over his rock hard abs, before traveling up to play with his hard, pierced nipples. As soon as I touched his sensitive nipples I felt him buck up and grind his clothed & restrained erection against my soft ass, while gripping my ass hard enough to bruise, at the same time I heard the satisfying snap of the over-stretched elastic of his jockstrap as it finally gave way under the stress, and finally felt is manhood spring free in his grey sweatpants. We soon broke our passionate lip-lock and pulled our flushed faces away from each other, leaving only a thin line of saliva connecting our two tongues, panting for oxygen. After catching our breath, I saw him give me a sharp look, "You little shit, that's the 5th jockstrap you've broken this month!, your buying me a whole new set." he said sternly, adding a rather stinging swat to my clothed ass. I gave him a cheeky smirk and a playful glance before saying "It was in my way, you know I don't like anything between us when it's playtime." as I slowly lifted his tight shirt up. He replied only with an unsatisfied grunt and another swat to my ass cheek, before he reluctantly let go of my ass and lifted his arms up obligingly. As soon as I had pulled the offending garment off, he reclined the seat back all the way to a flat laying position and moved it all the way forward, forming an almost uninterrupted flat bed between the front and back seats of the car, before scooting back and laying his head on the back seat. We were now in a position with me straddling his hips while he was laying down. It was clear that he was allowing me to take the lead in our fun... for now. So I slowly ground my hips on his hard cock before laying down on top of him, my legs to either side of him with my ass in the air. His hands returned to groping my ass as I let my mouth trail kisses and light bites across his jaw line and eventually down his neck. After nipping and kissing his neck lightly for a little while I bit down softly and started leaving harder and deeper bite marks, before finely biting down and forming a large hickey at the base of his collar. His response was only a muffled groan and another swat to my ass. After finishing up my mark, I went down farther, over his slightly hairy, toned chest till my mouth was over his sensitive nipples, he felt my hot breath on them and let out another groan. I struck fast, quickly enveloping his left nipple in my mouth, while my right hand went to play with his other nipple, I barely had time to swirl my tongue around the hardened nub and it's metal bar piercing before I heard him let out a load moan, buck his hips upwards, and felt his hands roughly grab the material of my shorts and boxers. In a split second the fabric ripped in two right down the middle. I felt the skin of my ass bare to the cool air as my shorts and boxers were torn apart. "You asshole!, now how am I supposed to get to my sisters apartment on the 4th floor!" I chastised as I lifted off his nipple and sent him a glare. He responded with a smirk and a deep chuckle before saying "Payback's a bitch isn't it?, besides I don't plan on taking you back tonight, my parents are away for the next few days - and I fully plan to fuck you into my mattress all night long when we finish up here.". I pouted back at him as I felt his hands finish ripping my bottom clothing off of me and tossing it away. He then lifted his arms up and began pulling my shirt up, I begrudgingly lifted my arms up, knowing that if I didn't he'd simply rip that off too. I kicked my shoes off just to complete my nudity. I felt his eyes roam over my body, knowing he was drinking in the sight of me nude (not like he dosn't see it on an almost daily basis). I soon sat up and rubbed my now-nude ass over his still clothed dick. Sometime during our play his now-broken jockstrap had fallen away and left only his sweatpants to contain him. He had thoroughly soaked a large wet spot into them from the copious amount of precum he produced. An idea quickly formed in my mind, one that I just had to execute. I gingerly lifted myself off Raven's hips and unstraddled him, turning around and re-straddling him in reverse now. "Now now, we can't have you in these filthy pants now can we?" I said mischievously as I crawled towards the straining tent in his pants, while pushing my ass back towards his face. Catching on, I felt him grab my waist and pull my ass back towards him even more, until it was resting right in front of his face. I meanwhile had reached the massive tent in his pants, giving the wet spot with his head under it a chaste kiss before hooking my fingers under the rim of his sweats and pushing them down to his knees. Raven's massive trapped cock sprung forth like a cobra and bounced up, slapping me across the cheek, smearing my mates musky precum across my face. I love the smell and taste of both my mate's cum, and his musk, I can never get enough of it. I quickly cupped one hand on his massive, swollen, golf-ball sized cum-filled balls in one hand, gently massaging the swollen balls. I tried to wrap my other hand around the beer-can thick shaft of his cock, noting that my hand still couldn't wrap fully around it. I slowly pulled back his uncut foreskin to reveal his large head, leaking precum like a faucet. I couldn't hold myself back any longer, I immediately wrapped my lips around his thick cock head, and allowed my tongue to lick up all of his spilling precum, before finally begining to swirl my tongue around his head and licking the slit to lap up all of the oncoming precum. Raven's reaction was immediate, after weeks without sex he was horribly pent up, and feeling my hot lips around him was pure torture. He let out a very loud, and long groan, before I felt him start bucking his hips in an attempt to sink farther into my mouth. I only just managed to keep myself attached to his head without having him slide in any deeper, at least before I felt his hand bury itself in my curly brown locks and tightly grip them. I knew what was coming, and I only had seconds to prepare my throat for it - i'm only lucky that after almost 6 years sucking him off he's completely destroyed any gag reflex I ever had, and practically trained my throat to accommodate his large cock. In only three seconds Raven had shoved his entire foot long cock all the way down my throat. I quickly had to unhinge my jaw to accommodate the sudden increase in girth as my Jaw became sore, and felt his cock expand my throat all the way past my adam's apple. I had to force myself not to choke on the massive intruder, as I felt his engorged balls slap me in the face. Lucky for me after furiously pounding on his leg Raven managed to regain control of himself enough to pull my head off his cock so I could breath and let go of my hair. After sputtering and gasping for about a minute, I manged to regain my breath and stop myself from asphyxiating as I rehinged my jaw. "YOU FUCKING ASSHAT!, YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME!" I shouted at him still sputtering. "I'm so sorry babe, I didn't mean too, your mouth just felt soooo good, and I couldn't stop myself from bucking." he said apologetically. I knew I couldn't really blame him, after so long deprived of sex, it was pure instinct to thrust into some place tight, wet, and warm. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes, "I'm willing to let you face-fuck me Rai, but we're going to have to go slow. Alright?", "Alright" he said looking slightly ashamed of himself. Almost as an apology, I felt his stubble brush across my crack as he pulled my ass cheeks apart, to reveal my slightly loosed and well lubed pink hole (I had deep cleaned, lubed, and stretched myself vigorously in prep for tonight). I felt his tongue flick over my hole, before circling around it slowly, and then suddenly having my hole spread apart by Rai's long tongue as it dove in. I started moaning loudly and profusely at the rimjob and tongue fucking, I couldn't help myself, my hole and my neck are the two most sensitive and arousing spots on my body. In order to shut myself up before someone found us, I firmly wrapped my lips around my mate's cock and began sucking him, noting that he managed to keep his bucking to a minimum, and had his hands firmly spreading my cheeks apart to access my hole. To be continued...

Went to a sleazy gay porn theatre in philly tonight and was there for about 3 hours. Total Cum Whore here so Breed Me was written on my back in black permanent marker. Took 7 loads of cum in my ass and swallowed at least 5. It was so hot almost every guy moaned or grunted as they seeded me and a few guys stood around watching and egging on the others to make me take loads. Very Hot!!!

Chapter 10; *The Silent Stranger* - What's p☣️z-cum mean? *Goodness, now naive was I* - Cum loaded with the HIV virus PiG. And mine has PLENTY. Viral-load 6.6 million copies as of 6 days ago. As said, the thought of this situation had always scared me to the poinT of always overly protecting myself. And the horny t☢️xic potenT Men involved I would ALWAYS AVOID! My brain processed his question and his answer to my question, then, something very strange happened ~ A switch inside me had just flicked. There was a new Steven in charge. I arched my firm, round, NEG and very well PrEP'ed ASS out to this wonderful extremely toxic stud; - I am ready Sir. - Ready for what? - Ready for your poz-cum, Sir. - You have to be more explicit than that if you want what is good for you, Fag-boi. And if you are as ready as you say you are, you will BEG! He knew how to play this new PiG in town, teasing me, working me up into a slutty-pig-frenzy, to a point where I would be completely begging for it. No one else was touching me at this poinT. Just enjoying watching on as they stroked their slabs of t☢️xic meaT. I now was really NEEDING, and desperately, to get my Virgin NEG-Ass fucked; - PLEASE Fuck me Sir with your BARE Dick, and fill me up with your p☣️z-cum. Load my cunt up with your nasTy diseased viral filth. I NEED a damn good hard fucking pounding! All the while during our dialogue he wasn't looking at me, his head was bowed down as he rubbed over and over my cunT-hole with his Gonnorhea pus laden Dick Glans / PA. I was so turned on in my deep pig-pit, that I uttered a phrase I never thought I would, which was followed with jeering encouragement from other parTy goers; - InfecT me with your HIV ~ Give it to ME .... Sir! - Yeah go on, stick it to the PiG. He has ASKED for it. - Fuck yeah, it's time this FaG got fucked up real GOOD ~ FUCK him!! - Yeah go on Todd, give that nasTy PiG EVERYTHING that you have got buddy. All these jeers filled me with excitement, and even more depraved sick lust. Everyone in this room seemed to want the same thing, including me. It was completely twisTed, and totally fucked up. As I continued to sweaT and breathe heavily, groan very loudly, and get completely lost in the moment, I suddenly felt this dark energy come close to me. It was then that missing Dick number 100 made it's presence known. The individual got onto the stage, stood with their back against the wall so we could see who it was. Well, almost. The new arrival had a very broad and muscular physique, with beautiful Arabian looking skin. I looked downwards and was stunned by the sheer size of his Dick. I have never seen anything like it, in real life or on porn. I would later on here in my stay in Boston come to learn that it measured in at a whopping 13" in length, and 9" in girth. It was literally just Ginormous!! His upper body shape, skin colour, and ridiculous Dick size seemed to fit in with the description of my daytime boss 'Ayan'. But was it him? I am certain it was, but I could not tell because two features I'd usually check out were covered. I couldn't see his face as he was wearing a rubber hood. There were several very small perforated holes where each eye was, so he could see out, yet at the same time still keep his identity a mystery. I couldn't see his hands as they were covered with tight fitting rubber gloves that went up to just past the elbow. These gloves had deep red shiny metal studs all over that looked exactly like sharp Rose-Thorns. He was also wearing Leather chaps, and German army boots. His heavily worked out chest sported a big, bright brown and green with red specks Scorpion tattoos, one on each pec. His nipples were under large suction cups. He stood eerily still. No movement. No sound. I would for now know him as the 'Silent Stranger'. My Gono stud continued his mission. He reached for the toothbrush he had inside his sock and slid it back inside my 'aching for t☢️xic-Dick NEG-cunt', and it got another firm brushing. I could feel it doing it's job, and like those digging in with their jagged nails I pushed back, and down. He took the brush out; - Oh fuck yeah, what a beautiful load of NEG cunt blood we have here Stevie-boy. Here, look at this. He pushed his arm forward towards my eye view. FUCK ... Much more blood now compared to when ''Boss'' gave me a brushing earlier. Did it scare me? No. If anything it turned me on even more. Knowing that all these twisted horny t☢️xic fuckers were getting to permanently infecT this piece of uncontaminated fresh meat, as they USED and abused me in the process to meet all of their exact sick and depraved needs. The toothbrush went back inside his sock, and he positioned his SUPER-toxic Dick at my cunt entrance. A small push, and IN went the PA and Glans part to his Dick. My entire body shuddered in a combination of euphoria, lust, and my sixth sense knowing that after this moment, my life would completely change! - FUCK, YES Sir, Fuck me, PLEASE FUCK me. He wasn't going to argue, and in one very hard stroke (without the use of any lube, not even any spit) he impaled his HIGHLY-contagious Dick balls deep, slamming DEEP inside my guts. I grunted as I jolted forward with every single nerve in my entire body repetitively firing off tiny little electric shocks. He slowly withdrew all the way right to the poinT where only half the Glans part of his Dick was inside me, then, he SLAMMED inside me again. He repeated this several times, then told me to go from the all fours position I was in, to kneeling straight up. His body was now close to mine, and his lips were right by my ear. We fucked in perfect unison as my hips rocked very slowly up and down and his hips rocked very slowly in and out. Very small rocking movements, so his Dick was basically fully impaled the entire time, yet still managing to be fucking.

Chapter 8: *My conversion orgy commences* As I went to follow my nighttime Boss in response to his ''C'mon Stevie-boy'' out of his apartment he stopped in his tracks. - Wait! Hang on, Nezzie said you had your last very small dose at 8.05pm. Yeah, I think it is safe to give you some more. He went to his kitchen, coming back with two colas. One laced with more GHB, and a chaser. I necked those quickly - YES, now we're in business. We promptly left for the walk down the staircase towards the back of the building which only he had access too. Well, I would now be arriving on stage wet, with a Meth/GHB sweat! 🐷 We entered into the main part of the building where I was hit with the sound of pumping techno music. My body immediately moved with the beat as I followed behind, making our way to the side of the stage. And here we were; - Okay Stevie-boy .... Show time!! You go and do what you love doing, that Dancing that you are so great at. And you work that sweet ASS Pig-boy. As he was finishing his sentence he slapped my neoprene covered Ass, ushering me towards where I had to be. I danced from the sidelines and onto the centre of the small stage, and immediately began entertaining my audience. Amidst my 'intense in my own world Meth/GHB high', and dancing, I wasn't making any eye contact, but I sensed out the layout of what was in front of me, aside from 100 HORNY, and potentially dangerous Dicks! The room was basically a very large bar, with many tables and chairs in the centre, and a bar either side. Some guys were drinking spirits, but this crowd were mainly swilling back Beer. I was feeling so many things; High. Horny. Exhilarated. Euphoric. Sexy. And completely invincible. I was about to experience the best night of my life, and there was now nothing that was going to get in the way of that! I took my first of many dance turns where I would have my back to my audience, and the crowd all cheered in a pack mentality crowd. Of course, I did not know that I had 'NEG PIG' and 'POZ ME' with an arrow pointing downwards on my back. 😈 I'd now been dancing for a good 15 minutes and was now absolutely drenched in -Dance-GHB-Meth- sweat. My soft skin glistened which must have been giving off the scent to mate, as I began to glimpse 99 single hands stroking through their denims and shorts 99 stiffening Dicks. (One Dick missing, but that will come later). I did not know this at the time, but each and EVERY single one of those Dicks were filling up with HIV infected blood, helping that Dick get hard as it's depraved owner became aroused ~ 99 Power-Pistons to inject p☣️z cum deep into my NEG-Virgin Ass. My Boss who had gone upto his apartment upstairs had upto date stats on all his customers via questionnaires. He knew that of the 100 that were HIV+, ONLY 6 were medicated! One party goer was known to even have the CRF19 strain! 13 had various geno-types of Hep C. 17 had Syphilis. And 23 had active Gono infections in their Dicks! ☢️☢️☢️☢️ I had been dancing for another 15 minutes or so when I unbeknownst to me I were to be taking my final turn and back to the audience dance move, grinding my hips and wiggling my butt cheeks. I would not be dancing my fully intended full hour! I hadn't realised, but 98 of the 99 Men who had been dressed in their normal daytime/evening attire were all now completely naked, only leaving their footwear/socks on. I turned around placing my hands on the ceiling facing my horned up audience who were all but two members stroking their BARE pieces of toxic Fuck-Meat as I continued my sultry routine. Did I know what I was teasing and dealing with? Charged-up infectious DANGER that could strike at any time! Although I could not yet fully comprehend, I could sense and smell this danger in the main room to what basically was part of a sex club, and I was loving the feeling it gave me. I found in intoxicating and immensely erotic. The one guy who had remained clothed was wearing a Leather executioner hood. I could tell he was very skinny as his clothes seemed to just hang off of him, like a skeleton. 💀 And now, my dance came to a premature end, as this skinny guy and one of the many naked guys casually walked up to me. The clothed guy pushed my left hip so I naturally in response turned around. He pushed firmly on my round ass cheeks which made me bend over. He then unzipped the zip on my neoprene shorts, and shoved his face between my sweet Ass-cheeks, probing my clean shaven (open wounds included) NEG-Virgin cunt-hole with his eager tongue. I gasped in sheer piggy delight. Fuck, it felt so good. Not only had I never been fucked, I had never been fingered (apart from my own finger in the shower lastnight), nor had I been ever rimmed. My ass had always been off limits, and I was now finding out that it had been left unattended for far too long. The naked guy that had also walked up got up on the small stage with me, and shoved his Dick in my mouth. Having my 'increasing in its appetite for Dick' cunt-hole eaten out, and sucking Dick at the same time was hardly a current representation of the Dom Top I had always been. However, when I first met my daytime boss Ayan a few days ago, he awoke something that had laid dormant inside of me for all these years. All of a sudden a strong urge that I could not resist overcame me, an insatiable hungry NEED to be used like a piece of nasTy Fuck-Meat, and I sure had the right crowd for it! A large crowd that could share me ~ And generally do what they want with me! 🐷👅 The dressed skinny guy came up from eating out my cunt, pulled my neoprene shorts down to my ankles, and made me place my hands on the wall to the back of the small stage, encouraging me to really arch my ass out. As I began to snog the guy I had been sucking off my skinny stud wasted no time in diving right back in, enjoying my hungry-boi-cunt-hole as a sweet snack before it became a main course ~ For EVERYONE! ☢️😈 It was not long before I felt two more pairs of hands grope my back, legs and ass-cheeks, who very quickly had me back to being bent right over as they swapped places of the guys who had just been using me a moment ago. Their turn to eat my hungry-boi-cunt-hole out, and get serviced by my warm wet mouth. And then, ANOTHER pair of hands moved in, slapping my ass cheeks which groped me all over from behind. It was beginning to get 'BUSY' around me, and I was only moments away from being completely surrounded. My fully dressed skinny stud in his Leather executioner hood continued taking the lead of the crowd told me I now had to go from my current bent over position, to kneeling on the low height stage with my knees at such a position so that my feet dangled over the edge. It was at that moment my NEG cunt-hole became extremely vulnerable as the entire crowd like a tidal wave abruptly moved in, swarming around me. I was now at the complete mercy to my super t☣️xic charged-up environment. If my boyfriend Lew could see me now. 🤫

Chapter 7: *Showtime PrEP continues* First out came the hair clippers. He switched them on and removed all my Ass hair down to stubble, during which time I continued to fly into the next universe. Continuing to be an actual PiG in heat, frequently grunting in euphoric pleasure. - You keep yourself nice and clean down there Stevie. Good a boy should look after himself. And I fully intend to make sure you are very well looked after tonight. - Uh huh. Out came a standard beard razor. He spat a few times on his fingers and smeared his spit around and onto my now VERY eager cunt-hole. I screamed in ecstasy as my entire body physically shuddered, as did my inner being. The Boss chuckled to himself. He knew exactly how this night was going to pan out. He carefully shaved my boi-cunt until it was now properly smooth. I was 'almost' ready for the crowd I would be dancing for tonight. He leaned in and slowly began to very slowly lick me. Sweet mother of fucking Jesus. Those first few licks sent me into the next universe where I was pinging at an intense speed from star to star, for what felt like eternity. I was SCREAMING the fucking place down. If I was single, and met this man in a bar, I would not have given him a second thought, nor chance. So not my type. Yet, here I was! He came back up, and told me pull my own butt cheeks apart and keep holding them until he said otherwise. I again did as I was told, and looked down at his face as he continued to get me ready, just perfectly so. He placed the razor very close to my anus, when an aggressive expression took hold of his face, and he dug the razor in, purposefully cutting me. He repeated this process on the other side of my anus. Two cuts enough to cause some mild bleeding. - That feels a bit sore Boss. What happened down there. - Oh, just some stubborn hairs that wouldn't shift Stevie-boy. Don't worry. You are beautifully smooth down there now. That wasn't the real reason. He was making sure I was going onto stage thoroughly PrEP'ed. 😈 He took out a toothbrush from his bag, and started to brush it very softly over my now completely hairless NEG-Virgin Ass. OH FUCK ... That was feeling too GOOD! Once again I was in that next universe pinging from star to star as I continued my piggy 🐷 grunts of intense euphoria. He only done that for about 1 minute as he still had quite a bit to do to get me ready. - C'mon Stevie, get up, time to get you showered. Follow me. I got up, and as I walked behind him I felt like I was literally floating on air. I could not wait to DANCE! He turned on the shower and in I hopped. As the water hit my skin I was pinging from star to star again. It felt incredibly amazing. Water hitting my skin had never felt like this before. My nighttime Boss put a bucket in the shower, and grabbed hold of the douche. It was time to make sure there was absolutely no barrier between dirTy t☢️xic filThy DNA, and my unprotected cunt flesh. - Right Stevie, I am going to squirt some water up your ass now, and when I do, I want you to hold it for a few seconds, then sit on the bucket, and let it go. Okay!? - Yes Boss. We repeated this action a few times until my soft velvety NEG-Virgin insides were clean as a whistle, and ready to be contaminated with what was best for me, if I knew what was right for me. He poured the bucket contents down the toilet, gave my boi-cunt hole a quick wash and rinse, and threw me a towel. - Dry yourself up Steve-boy, and come to the living room where I and your custom made outfit will be waiting for you. - Yes Boss. As I was left alone, and dried myself, I actually now discovered that all my senses were super heightened. I felt fucking invincible and was ready to Dance ALL night. As the towel brushed over my nipples I noticed that they were rock hard, and poking right out, as though it was freezing cold or something. But I was nice and warm. My entire body was clearly ON-HEAT! I went into Aiden's living room, where I was thrown my custom made shorts especially for this event. They were exactly like the ones he had me try on a few nights ago; Still neoprene, still had the backside that unzipped for easy access. However, these were a different colour; completely black, and across the front part of the waist-band spelled out 'Stevie-boy' in a bright Orange. I felt excited. A thoughtful gifT! I tried them on, and they fit perfectly. They framed my pert round peachy ASS wonderfully! 🍑 - Thank you Boss. I Love them. - You are welcome Stevie. A little memento for you to keep for always, as a small reminder of your first night dancing here, where you potentially might become a regular feature during your stay. Now stand up, I need to put these on you. I stood up, and he attached to my brand new standing to attention nipples a set of stainless steel nipple clamps. He stood back to admire me. - Oh yes. My customers are going to have a very enjoyable evening. OK, two more things to do, and you'll be ready for showtime. He got a RED permanent marker pen and wrote on my back. Starting between my shoulder blades he wrote; NEG PIG. Then in the centre of my back he wrote; POZ ME! Underneath he drew an arrow to my coccyx. A very simple message for the private party goers downstairs, who were by now drinking Beer as they waited for the young NEG Englishman to come down so they could do what PIGGY acts they wanted to with him. 🍆💦👊💦 - Okay. One final touch. Lie on your back on the couch Stevie, legs in the air, and SPREAD them! He knelt before me again, unzipped my brand new custom made shorts, picked up the toothbrush that he was softly brushing over my anus earlier, and slid it inside my ass. He spent a good 5 minutes giving my soft velvety insides a good firm brushing. When he was done he zipped me up, got me to stand up, and MADE me look at the toothbrush. It was bloodied. - Why did you do that Boss? - Just want to make sure you are super ready for your Dance performance. God, how damn naive was I. It had nothing to do with my Dancing! I wasn't even here to dance, was I. That was all just one big ruse. He popped the handle of the bloodied toothbrush between my skin and waist-band to my neoprene dance shorts. Well, really they were quite simply neoprene FUCK-shorts. I clearly had a lot to learn!

You got that right boy. Your ass is for taking Alpha seed.

On this past Friday I was ass up at hotel in Hollywood and took 31 loads - each load from a different guy. 32 guys total came and one didn’t cum. But it felt amazing and I was very happy to be of service. I could hear the cum while each cock went in and out. Some guys came very quick and others fucked for a while almost raped me. I was poppered up and loving every second. Love the way all those loads felt. Didn’t let anyone fetch as I wanted to keep all in. this was from 4pm til about 1am. Can’t wait for next time.

Part 2 *** Sorry this took so long to post guys! I hope you enjoy!!*** The sound of my phone ringing woke me from a dead sleep. Eyes still closed I grabbed it and saw that Jack was calling and had tried calling me multiple times. I shook my head a few times to clear the fog and answered. My throat was dry as hell and my voice sounded raspy. "Morning babe. Sorry I missed your calls. I had a few too many glasses of wine last night haha." "Awww, I'm sorry babe. I'm slightly hungover as well. Dane and I were with new clients and they decided that we should open up some 20 year old bourbon..." "Oh wow! that must've been amaz..." Before I could finish I felt the bed move and looked over my shoulder. I was looking a burly naked ginger bear sleeping on my husbands pillow. "uhh, can I call you back? I think I'm going to vomit!" I quickly hung up before Jack could answer. As I sat my phone down on the nightstand the previous nights events rolled back into my mind. I had cheated on my husband with another married bear. We had unprotected sex, and he was poz. What did I do? As I was processing everything, the man started to stir. We made eye contact and that caused more and more details to flood my mind. The feeling of his raw cock, him on top of me, him flooding my ass with cum, everything that I wanted, I got last night. I must've had a look on my face because the man let out a deep chuckle and started to talk. "You look like you don't remember much from last son. Don't you remember begging daddy to put a load deep in your cheating ass?" He threw me a devilish smile and winked. I could feel myself melt and he could tell I was in his clutches. "Why don't you come over and cuddle daddy some. We can talk about what happened last night." My body took over and I slowly pressed against the ginger bear in my bed. As he told me more and more about what happened last night I quickly became aroused. My hands instantly went to hide my growing erection. "Son, don't hide that. I'm hard too. Feel the cock that knocked you up in the bed you share with your man." He grabbed my hand and held it against his hardening shaft. "See how much you turn daddy on? Feel that precum slowly leaking out?" I felt his precum on my hands and instinctively took it to my lips. "Good boy... But don't you know that my precum is made to go in your hole? Daddy loves to work it into a hairy cub ass like yours." My hole started to twitch with hunger. "Uhh...daddy....are you really poz?" My voice was shaking as I asked him this important question. I felt his hand reach down to his cock, and the next thing I knew he was pressing his precum into my ass. "Son, yes I am. Are you ok with this?" I felt him work his finger in deeper and deeper. Deep down I was in shock, but at the surface I was a horny cub getting fingered by a toxic daddy. "I know that it can be scary the first time you take a poz load," he said as he stroke my prostate. "Once you take the first one you'll start to crave another." He slowly moved towards me and started to kiss me. His tongue darted into my mouth at the same time he added another finger to my ass. My body shook with pleasure, as he worked more precum into my opening hole. With each stroke he got closer and closer to me craving his cock. "Does cubby want daddy to show him what a second poz load feels like?" All I could was moan and grind my ass onto his fingers. Daddy must've sensed what I wanted because he quickly grabbed the poppers from the nightstand and held them to my nose. "Take a few hits son. Let that piggy cub come back out. Show daddy that you need him to knock you up." The poppers hit me hard and I melted into daddy's hairy chest. "Fuck...me....dad." I said between my popper induced deep breaths. Daddy didn't need any invitation. He swiftly got me on my back, legs up in the air, his dripping cock rubbing my hole. Before I knew what was happening I felt the poppers back under my nose. "Now, son, I want you to take five deep hits. I want to feel your hole opening as I slide my cock into your ass. I want you to think about all the times your husband didn't fuck you and how daddy will fuck you whenever you want." As I took each big hit, I felt daddy slowly slide into my unprotected hole. All of my inhibitions went out the door as I accepted a poz cock. "Good boy....Daddy is going to pump his cum deep in you. Daddy wants to make you just like him." By the time I took my last hit, daddy was thrusting my ass as hard as he could. He had a look of pure sexual lust on his face. His body was glistening with sweat and his cock was getting harder and harder. "Baby boy, your cheating hole feels so good gripping my cock. Who's cock is better? Mine or your husband? Tell me son, tell me." His cock was balls deep in me when he looked right in my eyes and shouted, "son, tell me that I fuck you better then your husband!" his eyes rolled back and he started too slam my ass harder. "Your cock is better dad! Its thicker, and better than my mans small cock!!" I screamed this as I grabbed his back with my legs trying to get him deeper in my ass. "You can give me things he cant! Fuck me daddy. Take my cheating ass and fucking poz me up!!" The poppers had turned me into the cheating pig that was discovered last night. Daddy could sense this and with his free hand he started to choke my throat. The moment he closed my windpipe down I started to cum. "Yeah, you little pig! Shoot that neg cum!!! Grrrr, your ass is pulsating!" My orgasm lasted for what felt like 20 minutes. The moment I felt it start to slow I locked eyes with my ginger bear. "Fuck son. Daddys cumming! Daddys knocking up your cheating ass right.....right....right now!" He let out a wild grunt and scream as I felt his dick pulsate in my ass. His dick was as deep as it could go and it felt like he was unloading a gallon of toxic jizz. I was in heaven and in hell at the same time. Before I could say anything daddy fell on top of me and started to kiss me again and in between kisses he said, "Than you son for letting me take your poz virginity. Thank you for letting me show you how sex should be. You ass is mine now." The weight of his body mixed with my load was one of the most erotic feelings I've ever experienced. Twenty minutes passed before he got off of me. We both got out of bed and admired the messy sheets. The combination of cum, sweat and blood from my ass made my dick twitch, as well as made my mind race. I now had two huge poz loads deep in my guts. I had cheated on Jack with the same man in less then 12 hours. My face must've had a worried look on it because I felt an arm go around me. I nuzzled into the sweaty pits of the ginger daddy and took in the smell. In less then a day I went from a devoted husband, to a chasing, cheating, bottom pig. Jack was gone for another two weeks and I wondered what other mischief I was going to get into....

Part Two: The Entrance ********************************************** My eyes took a few seconds to adjust. The room was dark, but not pitch black. A subtle glow of light from the staircase in front of me made just the major details of the room in front of me barely visible. A couch stood in front of me, facing the opposing wall and what looked like a bookshelf or entertainment center. It was a living room, and had just the scent of candle smoke wafting in the air. I heard the door close and felt him come up behind me; he put his hands on the outside of my shoulders and brought his head right up behind mine. "So glad you came, boy. You're going to enjoy yourself. Why don't you lose those clothes?" He stepped back just a few feet as I shucked my overjacket, t-shirt, and track pants, and followed that up by sliding out of my sneakers. I stood there in the near dark with just a tight black jock and socks, having stayed facing the couch with him behind me. He stepped up again and I felt his fur-covered chest press hard up against my back, and a wet, prodding cock push in between my legs, nestling itself between my thighs, slightly forcing my legs apart. God, his ample acorn head felt as amazing as it looked. He wrapped his arms tight around my chest as his beard and lips began nuzzling the back of my neck. "Mmmm, you feel and smell amazing boy. My rock hard cock clearly approves." He kissed my neck, slowly nibbling from side to side, I let my head droop forward as I uttered not a word. His attention was giving my shoulders goosebumps, his hands were playing with my nipples, every now and then subtly pinching them, and I felt the wet tip of his cock ever so slightly thrusting into the back of my nutsack as his head found just that slight opening at the bottom of my jock. He pushed slightly and the tip of his hooded head began to make it a jock for two. My moans could not be misunderstood. "Feel good baby?" Normally "baby" just pisses me off but fuck it, the way I was feeling I couldn't have given a shit. "Oh god yeah, feels so fucking amazing." "Bend forward. I want to taste your hole." I leaned front and propped myself on the back of his couch. He took a step back and I could imagine him smiling at the unsullied pink hole in front of him, the one he would shortly violate, impale, and impregnate. The thought had my rock hard shaft straining painfully against the thin fabric of my jock. His warm breath against my hole gave my knees the sudden shakes. He wrapped his arms around my legs, almost steadying me in place. I heard the sound of him inhaling deeply, and then the wetness of the tip of his tongue touched my skin just below my hole. He licked slowly upward, across my hole, tailing off as he pulled back to dive back in. He repeated his licking motion, slightly harder each time. Soon it wasn't even a licking motion, it was a suctioning as his lips locked around my hole and his tongue began pushing inside. My ass greedily opened for his oral organ. As I moaned in ecstasy. His right hand loosened from around my corresponding leg and reach up to my jock, pulled the pouched upward, slowly releasing first my balls, and then my own leaking hard-on. He let the fabric snap back against my groin, my throbbing member free only for a moment, before his hand slowly wrapped around it and pulled slightly, my foreskin sliding back to reveal half of an angry red head and a pearl or two of precum. I felt a finger touch the tip and swirl around my leaking juices; I throbbed again and a bit more of my man lube oozed out as his tongue pressed deeply into my hole. He continued eating me with vigor, slurping and working my hole hard and deep while he slowly stroked my dick. I had to reach down and grab his hand to stop him; I was getting so close and it was far too soon for me to lose the contents of my own balls. He paused his oral assault, and I felt his shoulder brush my right thigh as his hand switched to his own rigid tool. "Are you ready boy? I'm starting to create a small pool of drool here." Taking another deep breath, I replied "Yes, I want to feel you inside me." He stood back up behind me, and gently pulled me back upright. But this time, as I stood, his well positioned cock head found itself sandwiched between my ass cheeks, just below the entrance to my inner body. Despite my ass feeling incredibly wet from his saliva, I could feel the wetness of his precum as his head slid easily within my crevice, painting my skin with his noxious fluid. He again wrapped his arms around me, his hairy chest again tight against my back as his hood slowed its back and forth until it was right on my hole. He gave a slight push and then it was there; against my hole, almost painfully spreading my cheeks due to its girth, and wet as anything. I knew he was ready to begin his toxic conversion of my young body. But how that painfully large head would make it through my tight ring was enough to give me pause. And then he spoke, almost as if he could read my every inner thought. "Shhh, I'll go slow, but once I start I won't stop until I'm in, and it will hurt as the base of my head finally enters you. But then it will be over and you will feel a pleasure deep inside your body you can't even imagine." And with that I felt him slowly push forward, the tip of his head emerging from under his foreskin as he slowly began to separate my opening, his piss slit ever so slightly entering my chute. His cock flexed and I heard the words that told me there was no looking back. "Mmmm, I just leaked some precum inside you. The start of my toxic seed. I've never taken a pill; there's no regimen for my strain. And there won't be for you anymore, your soft asswalls are already being lined with my death." He pulled back slightly and pushed just a little deeper this time. I knew barely half an inch was inside me, we had just begun. And he pulled back and pushed again, begin a short repeating rhythm. Each time he pushed a little further and my ring separated a bit more. Gradually I felt my hole begin to reach the limit of what it had ever opened to before, and still I knew he barely had half his head in. His rhythm continued each time pushing deeper as we stood there, him holding me tightly. My hole was beginning to feel a slightly painful stretching each time he thrust into by ass, and that pain continued to grow as, with each thrust, more of his massive knob entered me. Involuntarily I began to rise up on the front of my feet, but his bear hug tightened and he pulled me back down onto my flat feet, spreading my hole more than it had ever been before as our opposite motion slammed his head deeper than it had yet been. "Shhhh, we're getting there, don't worry, it will be in soon." My eyes closed and tightened as I tried to ignore what was becoming a significant pain as he pressed even more. A few more thrusts and then he prepared me for what was about to happen, saying "It's time, I'm going inside you now, take a deep breath. It's okay to let out a yell." He withdrew almost completely, and then began his final thrust; he was giving me the final half inch of a nearly two inch head this time. He pushed and slid forward, the stretching beginning one last time. As he again reached my point of discomfort, I tried once more to rise up but he knew I would and held me tightly. The thrust continued and a moan slowly turned into a groan of pain that grew as the pain achieved a level I had never felt. I cried out. "Oh shit, please stop. I can't go any further! It's too much," tears forming and leaking from the corner of my eyes. "Shhh, no stopping, one little last thrust." And with that his hips bucked forward and I screamed out in agony as the base of his head ripped through my opening and my poor, overstretched hole clamped down gratefully on his shaft in relief, no longer past its ripping point. I felt an instant relief from my hole, but a dull ache from my chute as that monster still stretched the soft lining of my rectum. "There we go boy, I'm in. You did it. You have my head inside you, leaking my generous AIDS lube to prepare you for a fuck you'll never forget." My knees, weak and wobbly from his breakthrough, nearly gave out, but somehow his frail body held me in place. Just two inches of head inside me, and another seven inches of shaft behind it, waiting to join its leader in the soft, wet, and warm recesses of a hole that was already doomed. His entrance was complete.

The most I ever took was when I was whored out by a couple in Phoenix several years ago. They put out ads calling for blacks and Latinos to fuck the white whore they had. Was naked and blindfolded for 4 days. Would fall asleep and wake up with a hard cock breeding my ass. They marked my ass and back every time a new guy bred me. When it was done I went back to a friend's house, stripped naked and asked him to countthe marks. He counted 153 marks. He was so so horny after counting he ended up breeding me ... so, 154 cocks lol

I think there are many of us Neg Bottoms that take Poz loads. I started serosorting and then I didnt ask and now I find myself looking for the guys that have Poz in their profiles versus neg or undectible. Just a bigger rush knowing your taking a poz load. BBRT- fucknfeedme

CHAPTER 2 Cod: I could hear the sound of Dad stripping down, the sound of the shower, and in the sound of the shower door opening and closing. 'Fuck', I thought, 'I've gotta have him now', and so I entered his bedroom, where I immediately encountered a pile of his sweaty clothing which he had cast on the floor. Retrieving his underwear, I inhaled deeply. Fuck! For a moment I thought back to Todd, one of my college roommates who, as a bit of a slob, casually left his underwear scattered about. While Todd wasn’t my first roommate, he was definitely hot, and even more so when we both figured-out the other preferred guys to women. Naturally we started fucking all the time. One of his close friends (I had seen a picture once), I think the guy was an ex or they were sexual at some point, but Todd confessed one night the ex had turned up HIV-positive and it scared him. "Just like that," Todd said "he didn’t want sex, and life got very boring between us really fast; we went from sex a few times a week to nothing. A year or so went by and we were hanging out, a little drunk, a little close and one thing led to another and his bare cock was deep inside me. It was so hot, we fell right back into that old routine of regular bareback sex. Then one day I was at the campus Starbuck’s and almost literally run into his ex, the 'close friend'. I’d never met him but I knew his face and curiosity got the best of me; we started to talk while we waited in line. After some conversation the ex told me he was HIV-positive, (which, of course, I already knew), but then he told me something I didn’t know: Todd was also HIV-positive. He also mentioned Todd had been on meds for several months. Now, I had never seen him take any meds, and Todd has been fucking me bareback, his cum inside my ass, and he hasn't said a word. I feigned empathy and found an excuse to leave, not mentioning, of course, Todd and I were fuck buddies. I was hurt, anxious and a little scared. I loved bareback sex with Todd, but it didn't make sense he hadn't said anything to me. I wasn’t sure what do or say about Todd. Then I thought of all the times I had let random guys fuck me bare without giving it a second thought, which raised the question 'how many times had I already taken poz cock? Why be upset now?' It might be stupid on my part, but I decided there wasn’t that much risk (no more than what has already happened), so I didn’t say anything, and Todd and I kept fucking bare every week until he graduated and moved. None of that hot sex was the same as being next to my Dad, touching his cock and letting him cum inside me. When I left for college I was young, horny and really missing my Dad. I tried to get fucked by as much bare cock as my schedule, and tight hole, allowed. My Father had introduced me to bareback sex, “This is how men bond, Cod,” he said. I never let anyone at college fuck me unless it was bareback. I didn’t give much thought to the risk, except for that bit with Todd. I just wanted to be fucked. And I wanted cum. Dwelling on those memories really got my cock leaking. I take after my Dad, both of us are cut and both of us drip lots and lots of precum, although his cock is maybe a little bigger than my own. A quick finger gets to the tip to wipe up some of my juice and it was in my mouth before I even realized what I was doing. I made-up my mind then and there: it had been too long since I had sex with my Father. Incest. I was horny, I was an adult, I knew what I desperately need: my Father’s cum. Peaking in Dad’s bathroom he is obviously enjoying the hot water. We never shut doors around here, just the two of us, and, from the doorway he was oblivious to huge piece of wood that had taken up residence between my legs. His bedroom had a large master bathroom with one of those large tiled showers that 3 (or 10) people can fit it with an elegant glass door. I walked right in, opened the shower door and quickly shut it behind me before he can barely react. He just looks at me. I looked at him, I wanted him so bad. He looks so hot soaking wet, “You needed a shower after my run, too, huh?” Barely able to speak, I nodded “Yeah…” Noticing my hard cock, he knew what I wanted. Our faces grow closer as we kissed. So good. So fuckin' good. Kissing him always makes me hard as a rock but I also realized I need to piss. Badly. Breaking from our kiss I muttered “Let me at the drain a sec, I gotta go.” Dad, however, continued kissing me. "Dad.. I...," “Its alright Cod. It's just piss, it’ll wash down the drain, I’ve been waiting to feel you near me for you for way too long. Dad keeps kissing my lips, and in a quick gesture moved the shower head towards the side wall so the water wasn’t directly hitting us. I wasn’t paying attention to him and tried to focus, my cock finally went down enough for my piss to start – it came out fast all over his crotch, legs and feet, “it’ll wash down the drain”, I can hear him. He pushed against me and kissed me harder, my flow finally stopped, and my cock is immediately hard again. He pressed me against the tile wall, “See what you did baby boy? You just pissed all over your dad.” he loved calling me “baby boy” when we were close like this. More kisses. He’s pressed against me and we’re full on making out, and then I feel it, the warmth, Dad’s cock is pressed against my chest and he’s taking a piss…. on me. We never did anything with piss before college and I really like where this is going; his piss flow eventually slows and stops, but we we’re too heavily into making out to even notice or care. Dad stopped kissing me for a moment, his eyes on mine, his face close. I looked down at his cock, it was rock hard. I wanted it. Looking at my Dad and we both know what is going to happen; I slowly move down so I can suck the cock that made me. I feel Dad’s hands gently on my head and start to lick and suck him, I can taste his piss, I’m making a mental note about that for later. “Yes, baby boy, suck me -- suck your Dad’s cock. You like tasting Daddy’s piss baby boy?” I groaned a yes, but didn’t remove him from my hungry mouth. He slowly fucked my mouth. I was really moaning -- I loved it when he took charge of his boy. I grabbed his ass and pulled more of him into me. "Oh yeah boy, suck Daddy's cock, use your tongue... just like that." It had been about 4 years since I had sucked on my Dad’s penis and I was hungry, horny and eager. I started to bob up and down on his cock faster so he picked up the speed of his thrusting to match. I tightened my lips around his shaft to coat it with my tongue and saliva, which in turn was moving around his pole in my mouth to show him I wanted it to feel good. "Oh fuck baby boy... your mouth feels so good… I’m gonna cum... don't stop son... don't... FUUUCCCKKKKK!!!" His cock erupted and cum spewed into my throat and I swallowed as fast as I could. The sensations almost had me there, I was leaking precum all over the both of us. He began to pet me, telling me what a good boy I was. I slowly pulled off of his cock and lapped at the head to be sure I didn't miss anything before standing up; he put his tongue immediately back in my mouth. I wanted to cum, but he looked at me, “We should at least attempt to get clean”, he said and moved the shower head back in our direction, we kissed again. I was in love; I was also horny as fuck and my 22 year old cock had not blown a load that day. I really really needed to get off. I relented and grabbed the body wash and slowly washed his body, it was great being so close to him again, I really loved this, and I know he knew as much. Once finished, we quickly dried off and stepped out of the shower, Dad leading me by hand into the bedroom where he positioned me on the bed and resumed kissing me. This time it seemed like a lover’s kiss. I think Dad was falling for me as hard as I was him. My senses were overwhelmed, and my hormones were in overdrive, so honestly I wasn't about to dwell on the morality of our relationship. Honestly, I I didn’t care. We laid down, I was on my back and Dad climbed on me, kissing me hard, our bodies touching. He worked his way down my chest, taking small moments to lick and suck on my nipples and my happy trail. I was thinking how great it was to be in his bed, when my cock entered his mouth, “AHHHHHHHHHH….” A groan escaped me, “Yes, Daddy,… ohhhh damn, I’ve needed this”, he loved it when I spoke softly and called him Daddy. “Ohhhh, Daddy, Ohhhh." He had to know I was getting close. He stopped sucking and worked his way back up to my mouth to kiss me. Damn, I really needed to cum, and Dad was giving me a case of blue balls. Without pausing in kissing me, Dad reached over my body for a second, reaching for the night stand, but I couldn't tell what he was doing. Now on his knees, his legs straddling my chest, he sat up, and looking me in the eyes asked “So my baby boy’s all grown up. Does he need to cum?” All I could do is nod. My Dad’s left hand reached back and found my cock and started stroking. His hand was cool and slick. He apparently had found the lube.

Part 2 I expected Derek to avoid me for awhile, maybe quit working in the office, perhaps even pack up and move out. After his disappearing act that night, nothing would have surprised me except for what happened. The next afternoon, only a few minutes after his usually scheduled shift was to begin, in walked Derek, apologizing for his tardiness, explaining that he got no sleep last night, barely made it to his classes and was so fucking horny after last night that he didn’t hear a single thing any of his professors had said. I laughed and explained that it was the tina that made him so wired and horny. “That shit is awesome!” He said as he stripped off his jacket and backpack. “Not to mention those fucking hot girls you had over. That was the most amazing night ever!” Not quite believing my ears, I asked him how he felt about everything that went down, and he surprised me again by repeating all of his favorite moments, conveniently leaving out anything involving me and him. So he’d decided to ignore that part eh? Well that was fine with me. Denial would keep him from admitting what I was doing to him until it was too late. By the next time I saw him, he’d had a couple days to cool off, and seemed more embarrassed by what had gone on. So much so that he almost begged out of using the office for his jerk session that weekend until I told him I’d sent the link to his paysite to Lana and Lois and they both wanted to watch. Reluctantly he agreed, but his performance that night was his hottest yet, possibly because of the videos I kept sending him of Lana’s face between Lois’ legs. He never knew I was behind the camera, assuming the girl were filming it all themselves. He kept trying to get them to agree to another bang session, but backed down when they insisted they’d only do it with more tina. While I could tell he was itching for more of the same fun, he resigned himself to jerking on his pay site a few more times that weekend and once during the week. My plan was too successful suddenly, as Derek made so much during his frustrated jerk sessions that he didn’t need to do any for almost a month, only popping back on after he got an email requesting a private show from Lana. When I (under Lana’s screenname) asked him when we could party again, he explained that he couldn’t risk his grades by getting high and missing any classes, especially with finals approaching. It was a conundrum for sure, until I realized that finals would be followed by summer break. The next day when Derek showed for work, I asked him what he had planned for the holidays, to which he shrugged and told me he usually spent most of the 10 weeks off as a counselor, helping high/middle schoolers improve their game. Telling him how much fun it sounded like, I asked him where he planned to live after he got back, and he laughed, and responed “well here, of course.” “Oh so you wanted to renew your lease?” I asked him, trying to sound unaware of his desire to stay in the apartment. He nodded yes, playing right into my hands. “Damn I wish you’d told me that a few months back. I wanted to do some refreshing of some of the apartments that will be unused for the summer, and I ordered the fixtures and carpet at stuff weeks ago and I got stuff for your apartment too. I should also mention that I was planning to raise the rent a few hundred a month, maybe even double it.” “Shit, pardon my french, but where will I find a place to stay this late in the game?” Derek’s voice got worried. “Everyone who is coming back for next year has already signed leases and tied down any place I could afford.” “I’m sorry Derek,” I lied. “Maybe if you get a good-enough paying summer job you can save up enough to live there again. How much does the camp pay?” “Almost nothing, just room, board and a little extra for our travel. Besides, I’d need a miracle to save up enough for tuition and double the rent.” Derek was frantic, almost in tears. “Please Mr. E, isn’t there some way I can stay in that apartment at the same rent? Or something I can do to work it down to where I can afford it.” “Well, I was going to hire a couple guys to help me with the cosmetic stuff,” I offered, hoping Derek couldn’t hear the smirk in my voice. “If you want, you could work for me this summer, painting the apartments, ripping old cabinets and carpeting, installing new lights in the hallways and bedrooms, etc. That way I only have to hire professionals for the plumbing, electrical stuff, but it’d mean missing out on your camp.” “Not a problem sir,” Derek jumped at the chance to save himself from returning to working 2 jobs on top of a full time class load. “But where will I stay while we rip up my place and they redo it?” “Well if it isn’t too odd for you, you are welcome to bunk in my second bedroom,” my voice almost gave me away as I explained my idea, but Derek didn’t catch on. “It wouldn’t be all summer, and once we were finished in your apartment, you’d be free to move back in there, with all new cabinets, bath fixtures and appliances. Between the discount I’d give you for helping out, the money you’ll make, and some extra cash from your online shows, you should have enough saved to stay there until you graduate and cover you tuition for at least a semester or two.” “Are you sure it isn’t too much of an imposition sir?” Derek asked, always so polite in spite of his obvious doubts about staying with me. “Not at all Derek,” I put my arm around him and led him down to my apartment to show him the room. “The other room is so far from mine that it’s practically a separate place. Besides I’d prefer giving you the money as opposed to some guy off the street.” After seeing how nice my second bedroom was, with its attached bath, walk-in closet and balcony over-looking the pool, Derek couldn’t help himself and agreed to move in the next Friday after his last final. The week flew by, with me busying myself with the instillation of cameras all over my apartment and “Lana” constantly emailing Derek to see if he’d be able to get together after finals before she went on vacation with her “parents.” In actuality Lana and Lois were booked by an older gentleman friend of mine to spend a few weeks on his yacht getting high and gang-banged the entire time. Still, I knew she’d be free for one last night of partying so I called her up as soon as Derek agreed to meet up with her that Friday after he finished moving in. From my laptop in my private office, I watched every hidden camera angle of Derek’s muscular body as he hauled his final loads into his temporary digs, before texting Lana to go ahead and give Derek some bad news. I watched the screen as he answered and got a disappointed look on his face at something she said. “Well isn’t there anywhere else we can do it?” He asked her, listening to her respond before talking again. “No we can’t do it here. I am staying with Mr. E while we remodel my place, and I’d feel bad asking him if I could have you over on my first night.” More listening. “No please don’t ask him, I—Lana I’m not sure he’d--- No, please, I- Hello? Lana?” My phone buzzed with a text from Lana, telling me he’d fallen for it and thought she was asking me if she could stop by and play at that very moment. I watched as he paced on camera and finally tossed himself on the bed. His phone buzzed a moment later and he seemed happy at the response. Jumping up, he unearthed a towel from his bags and stripped naked, making his way into the bathroom to shower. My cock stiffened knowing he had just seen a text from Lana explaining that I was cool with it, and Lois was actually planning to come by after her last final too, so they’d be welcome to join the two of us for some partying. Whether he was reluctant to party again or not, he certainly showed no sign of it while stroking his stiff, soapy meat in my shower, working his way to a nice big load. Derek walked out of the bathroom just as I knocked on his bedroom door and told him to come out and join me for a drink before the girls arrived. Moments later he appeared in my living room wearing a loose pair of board shorts and a tee shirt, and took a drink from my hand. He might have sipped on the strong drink if I hadn’t turned off the air, and shut the windows. Instead he gulped while pretending to ignore the porn I had playing on my huge flat screen. Taking a seat on the opposite end of the couch from me, I asked him if he’d gotten settled and we chatted for awhile before Derek’s phone buzzed, right on cue. “Lana says Lois’ car broke down on campus and she has to wait with her for the tow truck so their gonna be kinda late,” Derek read, swallowing the last of his drink. “guess it’s just us for awhile.” “No problem,” I said as I refilled Derek’s glass. “just means I don’t have to be so uncomfortable.” With that I unbuttoned my shirt and peeled it off, leaving me in only my own khaki shorts and sandals. Derek was sweating now and obviously considering joining me. I almost told him to join me, when he made up his mind, set down his glass and stood to remove his shirt. It was obvious all he was wearing now were the shorts, which rode low as he sat back down. “Fuck it is hot in here,” I said, trying to make him more comfortable about his choice. It worked, getting him to spread him legs and lean back a little. “Guess we should get this party started.” “Um, I’m good thanks.” Derek said as I pulled out my pipe and a baggie of tina. “You sure bro?” I continued loading the bowl, ignoring his protest. “You know Lana will want to smoke when she gets here and I’d hate for you to embarrass yourself like last time.” “What do you mean?” Derek said, taking another gulp from his glass. “Just thought you’d want to seem like you could handle yourself this time, and show Lana you weren’t a stick in the mud is all,” My round about way of saying he was boring her. “I probably shouldn’t tell you this but she told me after you left that she thought you were a virgin, or maybe even… never mind.” “What?” His eyes grew wide and he pulled at the cuff of his shorts. “Tell me what she said.” “She… she wondered if you were kinda…gay.” I spit it out like I was disgusted by the thought. “The way you freaked whenever we came in contact and wouldn’t smoke around me, she thought you might be insecure about your sexuality. It didn’t help that you couldn’t light the pipe without my help. Lois even mentioned something about it when they were leaving the next morning.” “I’m no virgin and I’m definitely not queer,” Derek almost shouted, finishing his second drink and refilling it himself. “I just never smoked before.” “Want me to show you how so you can hit it for real when they arrive?” Derek nodded the affirmative and I motioned for him to come back to the couch, patting the seat next to me. Only inches from his sweet-smelling sweaty torso, I got hard watching him light the torch, and slowly melt the crystals, while my eyes drifted down to the head of his cock peaking from his shorts, which had ridden up when he sat. Once the bowl clouded over, I told him to put the pipe to his lips and slowly inhale. He breathed in a medium size puff before coughing and almost dropping the bowl. I grabbed it from him and laughed, which only made him mad. “Just show me how you do it okay?” He barked, before catching himself. “I mean… please.” Lighting the torch I took a perfect giant hit and blew it towards the tv. Handing him the pipe I lit it for him this time and coached him on how hard to inhale and how long. That time the hit was bigger and he only coughed once. Taking the pipe again, I suggested he take a shotgun from me, and reminded him to act like it was nothing so the girls didn’t think he was freaked by another guy. The logic was backwards but he fell for it as I slowly pressed my lips to his and filled his lungs with crystal clouds. I encouraged him to do the same for me, and he thrilled me by pressing his lips harder to mine that time, not pulling away when it ended in a small kiss. Not wanting to press my luck, I said he was doing well and we smoked without shotgunning, so I could check how big his clouds were. We finished the first bowl quickly and I loaded another, bigger bowl immediately, subtly implying that he was lucky I felt generous that night. We were thoroughly tweaked when Lana and Lois arrived, and all our inhibitions were gone. We spent the next few hours taking turns smoking and tagging the girls, Derek purposefully making sure that each of them saw him hit the pipe and shot gun with me a few times. Before I knew it, both of us had cum in our respective ‘date’ and Derek was so hot he ran off to hop in the shower. While they were gone, I slipped Lois the bag I owed her for that night and the girls got dressed and left. “Where’d they go?” Derek lamented reappearing from his bathroom in nothing but a pair of briefs, his hard cock pushing out the waist band. “They needed to pack for their trips and told me to tell you they might stop back by in a couple hours on their way to the airport.” I handed him the pipe as he sat next to me and we smoked and watched porn. Pretty soon we were both jerking off, me in the open, him through the fly of his calvins. “What’s that around you dick?” Derek nodded to the cock ring and ball separator I had put on earlier. I showed him the apparatus and asked if he wanted to try one on. He smiled and said yes, but was stymied when I thrust my hard on towards him and told him to get it off me and put it on himself. He blushed and looked up at me like I was nuts until I got frustrated. “Jesus Derek it is a dick not a rocket launcher,” I said, grabbing his hand and placing it on the snaps at the base of the ring. “Fucking sack up and help me get it off already.” He jumped into action, pulling and twisting the device in attempt to release my meat from it, before finally taking my cock in one hand, and pulling it off with the other. Feeling his hand stroke my slick dick accidentally as he pulled it free, I almost covered him in a cum load right then, but I knew the liquor was all but gone from his system by then and he might tweak out if I didn’t plan this next part just right. Holding in my load, I sat back down and watched amused as he tried to figure out how to put the ring on his own manhood. “Damn you’re helpless,” I said as I reached out, pulled him to standing in front of me, and ripped down his undies. Taking the ring from his hand I manipulated his cock and balls into it with as many “inadvertent” strokes as I could get away with. His dick was leaking like mad and I was happy his eyes were glued shut so I could open my mouth and catch a big glob of his juice on my tongue right as it dripped off his head. Smacking his ass, I told him he was done and pushed him back into his seat. He sat stunned for a moment, while I complimented him on how good he looked in it. “Really?” He asked me, finally gaining enough control to take his cock again and play with it. “Doesn’t it look kinda…gay?” “No way bro, lots of guys wear them, just look at the tv,” I said, pointing out a few of the porn stars waiting to gang bang the girl on the screen. “Most straight porn stars wear rings and fancy undies and even use toys in their butts once in awhile. It’s only gay if you wish it was a dick up there.” We both laughed at that and returned to stroking. When I was sure Derek could see me doing it, I took some lube from the table, covered my middle finger in it and worked it up into my hole. A few minutes later I added another before saying ‘fuck it!’ and pulling out my bag from next to the couch and dumping out a couple small vibrating plugs on the table. Taking the smallest one, I lubed it up, turned it on and pushed it slowly into my hole, all while Derek sat staring at my performance. “Try one,” I encourage him while jerking my dick. “I saw when Lana stuck her finger in your ass before” as I had told her to “and I know that you came in her only a few minutes later, so I know you liked it. Just try one dude.” “No way man,” Derek demurred. “Most I have ever had up there is a finger, and even then only when some girl caught me off guard.” “well then try a finger when you’re prepared,” I said, handing him a bottle of lube laced with tina. “This stuff is warming lube to help relax you and I promise no one will ever know. Go ahead…unless you’re worried about liking it so much you turn into a fag.” We laughed and he snatched the lube, squeezing out twice what he needed onto his middle and pointer fingers. As if he was dared, he threw his legs back so I could see and pushed them into his hole until they were all the way in, smiling at me like nothing was wrong. Still I could tell the burning from the laced lube had him rethinking his decision, so I complimented him. “Damn man, you must have balls of steel to take two fingers your first time,” stroking his ego with my admiration stopped him from pulling them out. “I bet that burns like a bitch right now, but with your tolerance for pain you could probably take a third finger once the sting wears off in a minute.” Sure enough a few minutes later, once he’d readjusted so he was facing the tv again, I watched as he added a third finger to his whole. When that seemed alright, I saw him begin to thrust them in and out, and could tell that was counteracting the tina-dick he was fighting. When his eyes drifted to the plugs on the table, I excused myself to the bathroom for a piss and instead ran to the bedroom to watch on my laptop as he grabbed the smaller of the two plugs I’d left on the table and worked it into his hole. Pounding away at his ass and stroking his dick he was still too high to get off. I walked back in just as he removed the smaller plug and was sitting on the bigger one. This fat rubber dong was more penis shaped than the last two but still ambiguous enough to keep him from feeling gay. Right as he managed to sit all the way down, I announced my presence with an offer to load one last free bowl. “What do you mean ‘last free bowl?’” He inquired, pretending he was just sitting on the table, not giving away the fact that 6 inches of black rubber were now inside him, stretching out his sphincter. “This shit is expensive man,” I said before shot-gunning a hit into his mouth. “I can’t keep smoking you out without you paying for any of it now can I? I am happy to provide sometimes, but how will I make money at it if I give it all away.” “Make money…so you sell this stuff?” Derek’s eyes were focused on the pipe that I held just out of reach. “Is that a problem?” He shook his head no. “Good then you can buy some for the next bowl.” “How do I do that?” Derek said, his dick now totally soft. “Well do you have any cash right now?” I asked, pulling out my phone. “Cause I can call my supplier and get some but I’ll either need to get some cash from you or take it from my sales and deduct it from what I was gonna pay you this week.” “I have like 20 bucks, what will that get me?” Derek asked, his cock shriveled to almost nothing, but his ass still hungry for the plug. “Almost nothing,” I kept lying to get him where I needed him to be. “but I will pull some of what I was gonna pay you and we can figure that out later. In the mean time, have another drink and I’ll get my dude to stop over with some for you.” Within 30 mins, Derek was hard again and working the plug in his hole, unaware that I’d slipped from g and a crushed tab of Viagra into his glass. He was so into stroking his cock that he didn’t realize I had company until I walked in with Matt, one of the boys who sold for me. “This is Matt,” I introduced them while Derek tried futilely to cover his hard on. “He is my supplier. Here’s your money Matty.” I handed Matt a folded up stack of $100 bills that he’d handed to me only moments before when we met out in the hall. Matt knew I didn’t want Derek to know that I was the real head of the operation, so he agreed to pretend to be my supplier. He also didn’t mind checking out the straight boy on my couch. Matt may have looked straight at almost 6’5”, with ripped muscular arms and pecs, tanned skin and some gang tats on his body, but really he was a bottom through and through, who sold to half the thugs in the county and occasionally let them get some for free if they would breed him with their thick black dicks. “Thanks bro, here’s your goods.” He handed me a small bag. “You can have some more if you let me jack off your boy here.” “Sorry bro, he’s straight like me,” I said, motioning for Derek to sit down since he had almost bolted when Matt suggested taking him into hand. “But you can watch me jerk it for a little extra if you want.” “Sounds good man,” Matt said, following me down the hall to my room. Once we shut the door, I wasted no time spinning matt around, bending him over my dresser, whipping out my stiff cock and reaming his hole bare. I shot deep inside in a few minutes which made him shoot all over the wood. “So I thought you said you didn’t fuck the help?” Matt whispered while pulling his pants up. “This guy must have you going fucking nuts to make you go to all this trouble and break your own rule. I hope he plays hard to get cause I would love to have you fuck me like that all the time.” I laughed and we traded the money again and I handed him a much bigger bag of goods, actually worth the amount he was paying me. We walked back out past Derek, who tossed a throw pillow over his crotch as Matt left, and I thanked Matt at the door for the help. Returning to the room, Derek asked me if I really let Matt watch me jerk off for party goods and I told him yes, before tossing him the small bag of goodies I owed him. “If you want I can give him your number,” I said as Derek frantically tried to load a bowl. “He might give you some freebies if you let him watch you do a show online.” “Yeah right man, I make 300-400 a session doing one of those,” Derek said as he fumbled to hit the pipe. “That’s about what that baggy in your hands cost,” I said pointing to the $40 or 50 worth he held in his hands. “He’d probably front you a bag half that size for a simple jack off video.” Derek hit the pipe and we smoke in silence, with him stroking his meat and his mind pondering the idea of selling jerk off videos for drugs. Finally the combo of the plug, his strokes and the tina was getting to him and he shot all over his chest, up onto his neck and even hitting his cheek. As he collapsed back onto the couch and caught his breath, I asked again if I could give Matt his number, and he nodded yes. Part 3 Over the next few days Derek and I worked side by side ripping up carpet, tearing out cabinets and removing old hollow core doors from the apartments. At night, we declined from partying for a day or two after both of us “ran out” of favors. But by Wednesday, Lana was sending Derek shots of her masturbating and sexy emails (per my instruction) and asked him to send some back of him smoking and jerking off. Coincidentally only a few minutes after Derek told lana he didn’t have the cash to buy any more tina, “Matt” texted him and asked if he’d consider jerking off in exchange for more. Watching the video stream from his room, I stroked my cock as Derek gave in and agreed, sending Matt (aka me on a burner phone) the link to a live site. Sneaking upstairs into the office, Derek was almost silent, not realizing I was aware of his actions the whole time. That night I watched and instructed Derek in every move of his hand and thrust of his fingers into his tight hole until he splashed cum all over himself. By the time he’d cleaned up and got back to the apartment, I was sitting in the living room with a fresh baggie from “Matt” for him. We stayed up all night that night, smoking and jerking, Derek sending photos of himself puffing and pounding his pud to Lana, who sent them right back to me. By the next morning we’d smoked it all and Derek had ridden the 6 inch plug to orgasm twice. This time it only took two days before Derek texted “Matt” and wanted to trade again. “Matt” suggested this time that he deliver the sack first and Derek make a home movie jerking off and playing with his ass, so Matt could watch it later. Derek agreed and while he went out for a swim, Matt must have stopped by because I was waiting in the living room with another sack of favors. This time we matched bowls, and I showed Derek how to use the video camera feature on my phone to make a video. Derek excused himself to his room this time and made a nasty video, riding his fingers and the 6 inch plug while wearing the cock ring, before shooting all over his bedspread. The next day I gave Derek his first payment, minus the 300 I supposedly paid for his first sack. He handed it right back and asked me to get him more favors and went out and found a girl at a bar, brought her back and had me film him while he fucked her all over the apartment and even took her down to the pool for a midnight ass fuck. After his newest sack ran out, she pretended to get a call and high-tailed it out the door. Broke, higher than fuck and hard, he texted “Matt” who told him this time if he wanted to get more favors, he’d have to get Mr. E to jerk off with him, and they’d have to stroke each other. I returned to the living room just as Derek read the text and got very upset. I asked him what was the matter. “He wants us to spank it together,” Derek said, blushing hard. “Otherwise he won’t give me anymore favors.” “I dunno Derek,” I feigned discomfort. “I don’t think I am down to do that without a chick here. Seems kinda gay.” “Yeah Mr. E, you’re right,” Derek responded. “Guess we can’t win them all.” Derek went back to room and tried for the next two hours to jerk off while watching old porn on his shitty computer but finally passed out still hard, never getting to cum. A few days passed and Derek kept texting and asking for more favors, asking if there was anything else he could do to get more, but “Matt” held firm. Finally after an especially rough day ripping out the old vanity in one of the bigger apartments, Derek received a text from Lana telling him she’d be back that weekend and wanted to get high and let him fuck her all weekend long. It took less than a minute for him to approach me and ask if I had any favors to share. “Nah sorry Derek,” I said, lying through my teeth while feeling the large bag of favors in my pockets. “Then will you front me my paycheck?” Derek asked hopefully. “I know I am not supposed to get another one from you for a few weeks but I really need to get more favors before Lana gets back in town.” “I wish I could Derek,” Lying again. “But until the next rent due date I am running low on funds, what with paying the contractor, plumber and electrician this week.” “Then please Mr. E, Sir,” He swallowed, gathering up his courage. “Please make the jerk off video with me. I know it seems kinda screwed up, pardon the language, but if you want you can just lay back and I’ll jerk you off and we can negotiate with Matt and get some favors for this weekend.” “I don’t think I can Derek,” I was already hard at the prospect. ”It’s too gay.” “It’s only gay if we like it,” Derek said, smiling. “Please Mr. E. I really, really need to smoke. Please.” “Alright Derek, I will do it for you. But you’d better make sure we get the stuff first and make sure Matt doesn’t want anything extra.” “Will do sir!” Derek ran back to his room and texted my burner. The deal was done. “Matt” would drop off some goodies while Derek worked out, and then he and I would make a jerk off video. A few hours later Derek returned from the work out room, sweaty and shirtless, his shorts hanging so low I could see the base of his cock as he dashed into his room to shower up. When he returned wearing tighty-whiteys and socks, I handed him a drink laced with a serious dose of ghb and Viagra, before pulling out the large bag of goodies and telling him I set up the camera in my bedroom so we’d be more comfortable. He reluctantly hopped onto the bed and his hands shook when I handed him the pipe, so I offered to light it for him. The glow of the torch hit his face and I could tell the ghb was taking effect, but there was something else I hadn’t expected. His eyes seemed full of fear, like he might run off before he was fully drugged. He opened his mouth to say something and I told him to inhale, just like the first night we got high together. As his lungs filled with smoke, I leaned in closer, until he started to exhale, and for the first time in weeks, he shotgunned the smoke into my mouth. This time I kissed him softly as the smoke passed to me. With the infusion of Tina in his system, the fear started to leave his eyes, and I handed him his cup and told him to finish it. Doing as he was told, I stood up and stripped off my tee shirt and shorts, my hard, dripping 8 inch cock springing out and hitting my tight fuzzy belly. “Finished,” He said, setting the cup on the bedside table. As he turned back towards me, I took advantage of his distracted mind and moved in so my cock brushed across his chest as I moved in to sit down. He flinched and tried to move away before realizing he was between my body and the wall on the bed and there was nowhere to go. I grabbed the remote and started the porn on my bedroom tv, and we both watched, our bodies stretched out with our shoulders and heads propped up on the pillows, as a lithe teen blonde took four men into bed and began sucking their cocks and fingering her pussy. Derek tried not to be too obvious as he fished out his hardening dick and stroked it, before remembering he was supposed to be jerking mine. He looked over at me in the darkened room and gingerly placed his fingers over my pulsing shaft. Mimicking his actions, but with more confidence, I too fingered his dick, but took it firm in my hand and began to stroke. “UUUUHNNN, fuck yes Mr. E.” Derek moaned, before stopping himself. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that.” “It’s okay Derek,” I whispered in his ear, using my other hand to press take his fingers and close them around my cock. “Now we better get to business if we want more favors.” We stroked each other hard now, both of us working the other, while moaning and grunting. After a few minutes I told Derek that Matt offered us twice as much tina if one of us would suck the other one in the video. “Would you like me to suck you Derek?” my lips almost pressed to his ear as I said it. He didn’t respond but closed his eyes, the ghb was now totally in control of him. I took my hand away from his cock and reached over and picked up the pipe, pressing it to his mouth. Lighting it, he inhaled as soon as I whispered “go.” Eyes still closed, I waited until he finished inhaling, then rolled over on top of him and French kissed him, sucking the clouds from his lungs and into mine. With his arms pinned under my knees on either side of him, I sat up a little and took another hit and blew it back into him. This time when I pulled away, he sat up a little, chasing my lips as if he wanted more. I smiled the smile of a victorious man and sank down to his crotch level, releasing him from my body weight and asked again. “Would you like me to suck you Derek?” Without waiting for his answered I swallowed his cock almost to the base, eliciting a moan and causing both of his hands to grab my hair and try to force me deeper. I deep throated him for a few minutes while my hands snuck under the blanket and brought out the laced lube. He gasped as my thick middle digit pierced his hole and burrowed deep into him. Something resembling the words “my butt’s burning” escaped his mouth but I only added more fingers until three were inside him. Thicker than his own fingers, three of mine were easily as thick as the plug he was now used to, but the plug didn’t spread and stretch the hole like my fingers were. A whimper and some leg action to push away from me told me Derek was trying to make an escape and I chortled at how pitiful his attempt was due to his drugged state of mind. Still I wasn’t a total ass, so I ripped my fingers from his hole, bringing him to a small scream, before, climbing back up his chest, re-pinning his arms beneath my thighs and slapping my cock against his mouth. His glassy eyes opened wide and he tried to turn his head, but I’d have none of that. “Your turn, Derek.” I said, sliding my cock head between his lips. “Come on now, I am doing this because you asked me to, so take my dick in your mouth, and no teeth.” “GmHpphrrmm” came out around my dick, and I freed it for a second to hear his final thoughts on the matter. “Getuff me, youkint dothiz. I dunt wantuh sukeur dick.” “Look at me Derek, Look at me!” I took my dick away, swung my hand down and smacked him just hard enough to bring him to full attention for a moment. His eyes met mine as I smiled and leaned closer. “You asked me to make this video with you, you practically begged. You even offered to do all the work just so you could get a fix. So now you’re going to do what you need to do to earn your baggy and you can relax and accept it and maybe have an okay time or you can fight me and try to get away and end up torn open and used like an old paper bag. It is up to you, but make no mistake. You will take my cock in your mouth and suck my dick and anything else I tell you to do or I will kick your ass to the curb, cut off your supply of goodies, and send the video of you smoking, stroking and stuffing your slutty ass to the dean, your parents and all of your old teammates. You’ll be kicked out of school, disowned, shunned, and you’re still going to end up sucking dick, mine or some other dealer’s. Now open wide if we understand one another.” “Fuck you faggot.” Derek said, on the verge of tears. Slamming the lids shut, he swallowed hard and opened his mouth. I straightened up again and moved my dick onto his virgin tongue, forcing it back into his throat. He gagged at first but I explained that he’d need to breathe through his nose when he could as I pushed it further and cut off his air supply. Thrashing and bucking his eyes popped open but he avoided using his teeth and did his best to take what I gave him. When he began to get the hang of it I reached back, took a large crystal from the bedside table and speared it up into Derek’s boyhole, eliciting a squeal from around my dick. I plugged it up with the same plug he’d been so fond of only days before, and gave his shriveled tina dick and jiggle as I returned my attention to throat fucking the fight out of him for another 5 minutes or so. Sufficiently satisfied that he’d gotten me to full mast and provided enough snot and slobber, I withdrew all the way and climbed off of him. Curling up, he coughed and whimpered, scooting himself towards the head of the bed and mumbling something like wudyaduduma as he went. “What did I do to you?” He nodded and reached to remove the plug, but my hand was faster and I pinned his wrist and shook my head in disapproval. “You’ll want that where it is for now, trust me. As for what I did, I gave you exactly what you wanted, the high of your life. Your drink was spiked with ghb, aka the date rape drug, and you downed it so fast I am amazed you didn’t pass out. What you should be asking is what do I have planned for you. That one is much more interesting, but I think I should show you instead of telling you.” I grabbed Derek’s toned legs and twisted until he had no choice but to flip onto his stomach. Pulling him by the ankles, I worked him toward me until his knees were off the mattress, before separating them with my own legs and climbing up between his toned smooth thighs. Reaching out I plucked the butt plug from its home in one foul swoop. Bucking in protest, I caught sight of Derek’s face in the mirror in my headboard and knew that he’d finally figured out what was coming. His hands shot out in front of him, wildly grasping the bedspread in hopes of pulling himself to safety, but without any traction from his legs, he was out of luck. Inching closer, my hands reached out to where the lube had been concealed and retrieved a steady cam remote. With the press of a button the TV screen switched over to a live feed from all the many cameras hidden around the bedroom and I scrolled through them until I found the one I wanted: a hidden camera in the alarm clock, angled just right to see Derek’s face. Animal instinct and primal fear were evident in his face, suggesting he’d given up the urge to fight and was now relying on flight to save him. Setting down the remote and spreading his ass cheeks with one hand, I clasped the other to his neck, immobilizing his movement just slightly, and turning the look on his face into a look of defeat. “No.” was the last coherent word I made out from him that night, when my massive cock head slid up against his sphincter and pressed in. Derek lost his ability to process language when the pressure got higher and my butt cheeks clenched, drawing my dick forward until it burst into Derek’s virgin hole. Adrenaline and pain combined to make his body seize forward, but only until it bounced against the mattress and sprung back, causing my cock to go further. Taking his ensuing screech as an invitation, I sunk my staff all the way in until my body was pressed tight to his own. Sobs rocked his chest when I felt my cock pierce a third pulsing ring, so the boy who’d done nothing but respect and obey me from day one was in pain and I was causing it. It was clear to me that I had to pull myself off, beg his forgiveness and fix what I’d done, but all of that was forgotten when I started to pull out and his asshole grasped my helmet and squeezed enticingly. I sunk back deeper still into his hole, and he gasped, then sobbed again. With all my will power I managed to pull out almost half way before a different muscle gripped and wouldn’t let me out. Accordingly I slammed back in again, followed by a bigger gasp and quieter sobs. Finally I speedily reared back until I was almost free, this time his outer hole closing tight, locking my bulbous cockhead inside. Not one to argue with physiology I figured that whatever his mind had to tell itself about hating what was happening, his butt was not about to let it stop. Pumping slowly at first then faster, I worked myself up until I was truly fucking the former virgin beneath my roaring form. Glancing up I saw that Derek’s face was no longer contorted in pain as it had been upon my initial entry, but the tv now showed it to be conflicted, upset but intrigued. Scooting back until my feet touched the ground, while pulling his semi-conscious form along, I repositioned myself and spun him around until he was on his back, my cock never leaving his bowels. Sure enough, he was as hard as I was, maybe harder and pulsing along with no help from his or my hand. Arms limp above him and tear streaked head rolling from side to side I resumed my pounding, now faster and deeper with his legs over my forearms. He suddenly came to life and moved his arms to my chest to push me away. Beating against my hairy pecs with all the strength his drugged body could muster, he moaned and sucked in breath, until his eyes popped open, his abs tightened and his ass milked me like nothing I’d ever felt. Unable to speak, I shot my gaze deep into his and grunted to warn that he was about to receive my sperm. Almost as if he understood me, he nodded once, then his hands, which had been fighting me off, reached out and grabbed my hips and my neck, pulling me in deeper on each thrust. Before I could impregnate my straight victim, his neck arched, his chest puffed up and his untouched cock began to shoot all over both of us, soaking my furry chin, chest and abs, as well as his smooth lips, nose, adam’s apple, and down to his belly button. This was exactly what I had hoped for the first day we met, except for one final thing. Then suddenly it was complete. My uretha swelled and opened as I shot stream after stream of hot meth-laced semen so deep in his ass that it might still be there. Counting when I watched the video later, it looks from the outside like I shot at least 12 hard shots and another 15 or so medium sized spurts before my balls gave out and I collapsed onto Derek’s delirious body. When I came to a few minutes later, Derek was also just regaining consciousness and mumbling. When both of our eyes focused and he realized it was really happening, he shook his head for a second, then closed his eyes, turned his head away from me, and squeezed my cock with his hole. “More huh?” I asked, my hoarse voice full of lust. His hands reached down and squeezed my ass cheeks then fell to his sides. His will was broken and his ass was mine. I shot another load in him before I ever pulled out, and managed another two loads, one in his throat and one both on his asshole and inside it, before the drugs completely wore off. He came once more, in the shower, while crying, after I dumped him there once I was done. When he was sober enough to get out, he locked himself in his room with his party favors, the plug I left inside him to keep my loads in, and a copy of the video we’d just made. Over the next few hours he smoked the last of the tina and tried not to freak out. Watching via the hidden cams, I saw as he texted Lana, receiving no response, before struggling and finally taking his phone and texting someone else. Hearing a buzz I looked over and saw “Matt’s” phone had a new message. It said: ‘have vid u requested. should b worth 2x what u gave me or more. If u like it enuf I can make sequel.’ Attached was a clip from the video of me sucking Derek’s dick and another clip of me pounding his hole Typing furiously I responded: ‘If ur willing 2 do that, maybe we can work it out so u never have 2 pay. I have friends 4 u 2 meet and service.’ Watching the camera, I saw him start to work the plug in his ass. Reading the response, he took a deep breath and typed back: ‘Whatever u want but I need more stuf asap. I want 2 be so hi I dont remember what I did 2day.’ My smile widened and I picked up the pipe and a bottle of g off the table before responding: ’ever been 2 rest stop on hwy 85? Its worth 3x as much if I can c u with other guys there.’ ‘just tell me when n where 2 go. I need 2 get hi now.’ The end of part 3

Chapter 20: Thomas I watched Thomas out of the corner of my eye. His eyes were focused on the screen. The sight of the younger Dan’s big dick sliding down some stranger’s throat was blocking out everything else. “Umm…” He stammered. “Sure… if you guys want.” Thomas didn’t even look to me for confirmation… he just sat the remote down without removing his eyes from the TV. “God.” Dan said absently. “This video always gets me hard. This was about ten years ago and I still remember him.” His hand was in his crotch and he was rubbing his dick absently. Thomas glanced at Dan, trying to pretend he wasn’t, and I saw his tongue lip his lips. Thomas was blushing and had moved a pillow into his lap. I heard Dan unzip his jeans and slip his hand inside, still rubbing his dick. Thomas’s eyes were glued to Dan’s crotch, even the video forgotten. Dan continued to stroke himself jut out of sight, his eyes watching Thomas. Measuring him. Making sure he was ready. Thomas had his own hand under the pillow on his lap and was rubbing himself. He licked his lips again. Dan pulled out his beautiful dick and was stoking it openly. Thomas leaned forward slightly. Dan stopped stroking. He held his dick at the base and gave it a little shake. “Come here.” He said to Thomas. My husband, my loving and faithful husband, didn’t even look in my direction as he slipped off the couch and knelt in front of Dan. Thomas’s little dick was hard and sticking out of his fly. He hovered over Dan’s crotch. “Go ahead.” Dan whispered to him. “Just lean forward and take it in your mouth. You know you want to.” Finally Thomas turned and looked at me although he didn’t speak, his desperate eyes begged me for permission. I nodded slowly. Thomas turned back and sank his head into Dan’s lap. His lips parted and Dan’s cock slipped into his mouth. “That’s a good boy.” Dan whispered. “You are doing good… your mouth feels so good.” Thomas seemed pleased with the compliment and any hesitation seemed to fade. I had been able to get him to reluctantly suck my dick a couple times in our first year together but he was never into it and I had eventually given up. Now he was eagerly going down on this man he had only met earlier this evening. Dan seemed to have that effect on men. “You like that dick, boy?” Dan asked. “You like being on your knees with a cock down your throat?” Thomas moaned again but didn’t stop working the cock. He was struggling a bit with the width and length but was doing his best. Dan’s hands were on the back of his head, pushing him gently down further. Thomas gagged as the cock his the back of his mouth. “Come on, boy… you can do it. Open your throat and let my dick inside. Relax… relax…” Dan thrust up suddenly and another inch slipped inside. Thomas convulsed and started to choke… but Dan held him tight and didn’t let him back off. “I said relax… you can take it. Take that cock into your throat.” Thomas’s face was red and tears were welling in his eyes but he did relax. He began breathing through his nose. His choking faded but I could see it was still a struggle. He slid further down, however, and in a few minutes his face was buried in Dan’s bush. Dan let him suck him for a few minutes, allowing Thomas the illusion of control. Dan reached out and grabbed Thomas’s shirt, pulling it up his back and over his shoulders. Thomas released the cock from his mouth long enough for Dan to remove the shirt and then resumed to swallowing it into his throat. Dan was still dressed with his cock sticking out of his fly. Dan ran both his hands down between Thomas’s shoulder blades. Down his back. Down to his ass. He looked at me as he separated my husband’s butt cheeks. I could see Thomas’s virgin sphincter winking and pulsing. He had given himself over completely to Dan in a way he had never done with a man before. Dan’s licked a finger and then began circling Thomas’s hole. Thomas couldn’t speak with his mouth full of dick but he raised his ass to meet Dan’s finger. The finger was swirling around his butt hole. Closer and closer to the center. Pushing in. Dan’s finger probing my husband’s virgin hole… stretching it. “Damn.” Dan said. “That is a tight little pussy.” He slipped in a second finger and then looked up at me. “You like that… you like watching my fingers in his hole?” “Yeah…” I muttered. What I really wanted was the dick that was plumbing the depths of my husband’s throat to be pounding my ass. Dan’s sat back and wrapped his fingers around Thomas’s chin, pulling his face up until Thomas was looking up into Dan’s eyes. “I’m going to fuck you now.” Thomas looked scared. “I’ve never… never had anyone inside me before.” “But you want it now, don’t you? You want me to pop your cherry ass.” Thomas nodded. He looked ashamed but I could tell he meant it… he really did want Dan to fuck him. My “total top” husband admitting he wanted to get fucked. I could understand that desire. “And you are going to like it. I can tell… your pussy is begging for it.” He looked back to me. “Get him wet and ready.” I slipped off the couch and knelt behind Thomas. I slipped my tongue into his ass and began eating out his hole. He bent back down and took Dan’s dick back into his mouth and throat. After a moment, Dan felt Thomas was ready. “Stand up and get undressed.” Thomas’s face was red and he was looking at the floor. His body was shaking in fear and anticipation. But he obeyed. Dan stood in front of Thomas and removed his shirt. I could see the top of the biohazard symbol sticking up just over Dan’s jeans but Thomas hadn’t seen it yet. Dan unfastened his belt and slipped his pants off. Thomas’s eyes trailed down Dan’s body. He saw the tattoo and froze. “That’s right, boy.” Dan whispered. “The dick that’s going to open your hole is going to fill you full of POZ seed.” Thomas stepped back and, for a moment, I thought he would panic and put a stop to everything. But then he reached out and ran his fingers over the tattoo. He shook in almost terror but I could see something else. He was horny, he was still a little drunk, and I could see he was ready… ready to surrender his hole and give up the pretence of being a top. Dan put his hands on Thomas’s shoulders and turned him around. “Bend over and rest your upper body against the back of the couch.” Slowly, hesitantly, Thomas obeyed. He bent himself over the couch. He looked at me, trembling, again without words he was asking me for permission. I nodded. Dan stepped up behind Thomas. He ran his hard dick on Thomas’s ass and into his crack. Thomas whimpered beneath him. Scared. Knowing that his most basic concept of himself was about to be shattered. I bent over and kissed him. Our lips opened and our tongues wrestled in his mouth. 
I broke away from our kiss and stepped back to watch. Dan’s cockhead moved forward, Thomas’s tight ring resisted but stretched and allowed the tip to slip inside. “Here it goes, baby.” Dan pushed forward. Maybe another quarter inch of his head slipped inside. He was rubbing my husband’s ass and hips. Soothing him. Relaxing him. Small thrusts forward. The head sinking in, opening Thomas’s hole slowly. His head was about 3/4 of the way in now. “OK, baby.” He leaned forward slightly over Thomas’s back. “Time to ruin this hole.” Yet again he looked over to me. “Tell him you want him to take it. Tell him how hot this makes you.”
 I knelt by Thomas again. I pulled out my dick. I was hard as a rock. “God, sweetheart. It’s so beautiful. His cock going in your hole, opening you up. It is amazing… I really want you to take it all. To give yourself to him.” Thomas nodded. His voice was shaking when he replied. “I’m ready. Do it.” I kissed Thomas as Dan thrust forward. I swear I heard a pop and the cockhead broke through and slipped inside. I felt Thomas’s body tense up and his face contorted next to mine. “You can do it.” I told him. “Relax and push yourself back on his dick.” Thomas was gasping but did it. I stepped back again to watch my husband getting fucked. About half of the shaft had made it inside and Dan was thrusting… harder now. Thomas was still grimacing but I could see now that other sensations were offsetting the pain. He was pushing his ass back into the fuck… eager to get more of the dick inside him. “When I’m done, you are going to be just another bitch begging for a fuck. That’s what you wan’t isn’t it?” “Yeah.” Thomas’s voice was cracking. “Please… get it in me all the way. I want it so bad.” “Yeah… you are just a whore aren’t you? Tell your husband how much of a whore you are. Tell him how much you like this POZ dick up your ass.” “Stephen… It hurts so much… but it is so amazing. I never realised it would feel like this. I want him in me. I want his cock pounding me. i want his POZ cum.” Dan was thrusting hard and I knew he would be unloading soon. Filling my husband’s ass with his toxic seed the way he had filled mine. Making my husband his bitch as he had made me his bitch. “Here it comes, boy.” Dan grunted. He slammed into Thomas, burying his big dick deep into his guts. He pulled back and slammed again. Thrusting again, then freezing and I knew his cock was pulsing inside Thomas’s ass. I wanted to cry. He had promised to fuck me. Dan stepped back and pulled his cock out of my husband’s hole. He gestured for me. I walked over to him, feeling sullen and betrayed. He grabbed my shoulders and steered me behind Thomas and onto my knees. He pushed my face into Thomas’s ass and I began to work his cum out of Thomas’s hole. Dan had broken Thomas in well… his cherry had been fucked into oblivion and his anal ring wasn’t as tight anymore. I savored the taste of Dan’s cum, pushing my face hard into Thomas’s ass to pry out every drop I could. It was several minutes before Dan pulled me to my feet and back a bit from Thomas. He whispered in my ear, low enough that Thomas couldn’t hear. “That ‘flu’ you have…. do you know what it means?” I shook my head, unsure what he meant. “They call it the fuck flu. I bet you’ve been taking load after load up your ass… looks like one of them took. No way of knowing which one. Your ass is POZ now.” My heart froze. I couldn’t be POZ. I had been fucked so many times in the past, before meeting Thomas, and hadn’t gotten infected. Surely I was resistant. He was wrong. He had to be. But I knew he wasn’t. “Look at your husband. Still bent over, still waiting for another cock. Go on, give it to him. HIV is rampant in your blood… you are probably more infectious now that you ever will be again. No matter what happens with you two… you infect him and there will always be a link.” I stepped behind Thomas. He looked over his shoulder at me, raising his ass up, offering himself. Dan’s cum and my spit were his only lube as I pushed into Thomas’s ass. He groaned beneath me. Looking at him - bent over the couch, his ass in the air, eager to be fucked - I knew his days as a “top” were over. Our relationship would change, had to change, but nothing stays the same forever. “Your ass feels so good, sweetheart.” I told him. “Can you work my dick? Tighten your ass around me? Yeah.. like that.” I felt Dan step behind me. He was hard again and his cock found it’s way to my crack. He spit on his dick and pushed me forward over Thomas’s back. “Yeah… fuck me.” My hole was dry but he pushed in and and I took him eagerly. I had been waiting for this fuck for weeks. I wondered if it was his cum that had converted me, if it was his strain that was working it’s way through my veins. Dan pulled himself onto my back. We must have been an stunning sight. Thomas bent over the couch, me laying on his back with my cock up his ass, and Dan on my back pushing into me. Back and forth we sawed. Hard cocks thrusting into eager asses. Our sweaty bodies sliding on each other. All too soon my balls were pulling up, my dick felt like a rocket ready for lift off. “I’m going to come in you, sweetheart.” “Yeah, Stephen. Give it to me… cum in me!” My body tensed. My heart was pounding. My ass was spasming around Dan’s cock. And I came deep in Thomas’s ass. My body shook and I collapsed on his back. Dan lasted several more minutes. His hard thrusts were tearing my ass up. He wasn’t being gentle with me and I didn’t want him to be. He might never fuck me again… I wanted to remember this one. He pushed in a final time. I pushed back to meet his thrust, making sure he was balls deep in my ass. And he came. Wave after wave, pulse after pulse. He held there long enough to catch his breath then pulled out. His hot seed trickled out of my ass. I kissed Thomas on the neck and then pulled out of him. He turned and sat on the couch looking stunned. His dick was soft but dripping cum. He had shot his load while being fucked. At some point the video had finished and none of us had noticed. I wondered if Dan had cameras hidden here, filming our encounter. Dan pushed me to my knees and I took his dick in my mouth and cleaned him off, relishing the taste of his cum and my ass. When he was satisfied, I turned to Thomas and licked up his cum as well. I wondered if either Dan or I had managed to infect him… if so, I was eating his last negative load. Thomas said nothing. He looked like a lost soul. I gently helped him to his feet and got him dressed before finding my own clothes. Our little fuck fest was over and it was time to go. I told Dan goodbye and the look in his eyes confirmed I wouldn’t be seeing him again. On to something new for him. Thomas didn’t say a word on the way home. I drove and he sat in the passenger seat looking out the window. He didn’t say a word as we got undressed and into bed together. Then he laid his head on my chest, kissing it gently, until he fell asleep there, two loads of cum still dripping from his ass.