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Chapter 9 I’d been stuck in the apartment for a week now. By Friday morning I was climbing the walls. Thank god I had the appointment tonight. I’d finally know for sure if I was poz and hopefully get fucked like crazy. At 5pm I walked into Dr. Manning’s office. The minute Matty saw me he jumped up, ran around the counter and threw his arms around me. “Scotty! I’ve missed you, hot stuff.” “Matty you were at my place Wednesday.” “I know but your were all sickly then and now you’re positively glowing.” “Do you know something I don’t?” He stuck out his lip and pouted only like Matty could get away with. “No! Dr. Meany wouldn’t divulge the results. Something about health care privacy. He insisted you know first.” I burst out laughing. “I missed you Matty.” “Doc wants to see you in his office before we all get naked. You can go ahead he’s waiting for you.” His office door was open so I just stuck my head inside. Fuck he was so handsome. He already had his scrubs top off and was just looking at his computer while playing with his nipples.“Hey doc. Looking good. You wanted to see me!” “You’re looking much better yourself. How you feeling?” “Not back to a 100% yet, but definitely getting there.” “It may take a few more days to be back to normal. Just remember to take it easy. Well except for tonight.” He grinned that sexy wicked smile. “Sit, let me check you out real quick.” He took my temperature and blood pressure. “Everything looks good. Your coloring is back to normal too.” I reached up and pinched one of his nipples. He slapped my hand. “Behave! There’ll plenty of time for that when I’m done examining you. God why are poz bottoms so fucking impatient?” “Wait what?” “You heard me you sexy slut. Did you really have any doubts?” “Well I didn’t want to get my hopes up just in case I was still neg.” I jumped into his arms and gave him a deep kiss. “I’d wager to bet that with that first massive breeding we gave you, your neg cunt never stood a chance, but there’s nothing like getting absolutely confirmation.” He grabbed my hand and said, “come on strip. You have several horny fuckers who have been hounding me all day to tell them the news.” We both got naked and he lead me to the playroom. Gotta say guys there’s something fucking liberating walking around your doctor’s office naked with your doctor’s hand on your hard dick leading you to the fuck playground. We entered the room and Chris, Chad and Matty were all standing there stroking their hard cocks in front of the sling. “So,” they all called out as one, then started laughing. “You want to tell them Scotty?” “I don’t know I think you should be the one.” “Oh fuck the both of you. Just tell us damnit!” Matty yelled. I got a huge smile on my face. “Congratulations guys, you knocked me up.” “Congrats you slut!” They were all still standing in front of the sling. I was kind of expecting a little more of a reaction. Doc put his arm around me. “Now Scotty, we know you lean more towards bottom but we hope with your newly gained status in the poz club that you’ll not be selfish and that you’ll share the precious gift you’ve been given.” They were all looking at me with very proud looks in their eyes. “Chad and I talked about this a lot during the week. I understand my responsibility and fully intend to spread the gift!” They all cheered and surrounded me patting me all over my body. With them closer to me I noticed the sling for the first time. Already secured with a hungry look in his eyes was the cutest ginger I’d ever seen. The doc smiled and said, “meet Adam. When he heard we had a newly pozzed up member of our family he wanted to meet you and present his neg pussy for you to dump your first motherfucking toxic load deep inside.” “Fuck yeah! Thanks guys. I’m so horny, now I understand why y’all wouldn’t let me cum all week.” My hard dick was leaking like crazy. “We’ve got him all prepped for you, “Chad grinned holding up a toothbrush with bright red bristles” “What he doesn’t get Matty’s torture device?” “We decided to go old school tonight, plus I forgot to bring that PA. I only have my smooth one in tonight and we wanted to make sure we knocked the slut up good.” Matty smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “Um excuse me,” Adam said. “I know you’re all excited about Scotty’s new status but there’s a very horny, very neg ass in this room that needs a very poz dick to fuck the shit out of him, now please!” “Fucking bossy bottoms,” doc said. “Scotty you heard the man. Get busy.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I shoved my cock into Adam without warning and started to breed his neg ass for all I was worth. The guys cheered me on all the while stroking their very hard cocks. “Knock the fucker up.” “Breed that neg ass.” “Give him you first very toxic load!” “Poz that motherfucker.” “Yeah you want my poz load?” I screamed. “Yes!!! I need to be pozzed. Please give it to me.” That put me over the edge and I started shooting one of the biggest loads of my life. “Here it comes you fucker. Welcome to the family!” After that it became a no holds bar fuckfest. Adam got at least one load from each of the other guys and I gave him one more. They strapped me down to the fuck bench after I dumped my first load. They said I had to top more now but my first priority was still to be their poz bottom cum dump. Several hours later as we were all trying to catch our breath, Chad crawled over to my space on the floor where I had crashed and rested his head on very tired crotch. “So slut, got any plans tomorrow?” “Besides sleeping till noon, nope. Why,” I asked cautiously. “We have an appointment with Max tomorrow afternoon to get you some new ink. Imagine Max’s surprise when I made the appointment and told him what you wanted.” Oh shit, I tensed up. Max didn’t know I was gay and he was the straightest guy I knew. “Fuck what did he say?” “Let’s see, his exact words were, ‘wait Scott’s gay? No fucking way. And he’s a fucking chaser. I’m so going to kill him’.” “Wait what??” “He said if knew you were gay he’d have knocked-up your ass years ago when you went in for your first tat. He has a huge crush on you.” “Okay now you’re fucking with me. Max is not gay. That man is as straight as they come.” “Funny he said the same thing about you.” Matty started laughing. “When will we learn that looks can be deceiving. You thought I was a screaming bottom, I thought you were a total butch top, Max thought you were straight and you thought he was. Fucking hilarious!” Chad chuckled, “He did say you’d better be prepared to get fucked tomorrow. He may not be able to convert you but he sure as hell is going to add his strain to your toxic ass.” We all thought Adam had fallen asleep until he spoke up, “you guys mind if I come along? I’ve always wanted to get some ink.” “Fuck yeah! Max will love you,” Chad said. Just then doc got up and started pulling on his pants. “Okay boys. I think it’s time to call it night. It looks like Chad, Scotty and Adam have a date with a hot tattoo artist tomorrow.

Chapter 8 Hi guys, Adam here. I know you were expecting Scotty’s big reveal but I promise he’ll be back soon. Just a little about me. I just turned 32 last week. I moved to the city a year ago when I was offered an amazing job opportunity, which so far has been great. I’m a small guy, 5’5”, 140, my haircut is really short and I keep myself totally smooth, which I know some guys don’t like but I’ve found it makes me look a lot younger when I’m naked. Which in turn seems to attract older guys which I really, really like. Oh yeah and I’m a ginger. I’m pretty shy so I haven’t made a lot of friends since I moved here. I love dancing, so for my birthday I decided fuck it and took myself out to one of the gay dance clubs. I made sure to have lots of liquid courage so I wouldn’t care what anyone thought of me. A couple of hours in and this hot daddy was eyeing me up and down. I had to pee so I headed to the bathroom. As I was doing my business I looked over and there he was stroking his hard dick. I didn’t even think just dropped to my knees and started sucking. Thank you liquid courage! He stopped me after a few seconds and dragged me into one of the stalls. “Take your pants down boy, I’m gonna fuck you.” It it didn’t take long before he blew his load deep inside me, and with that he was out the door. I went home shortly after that and made sure to keep his load inside. I know the dangers of bare backing but really don’t care. I mean it’s not like I get fucked that much anyway and honestly this was the first time since I moved to the city. Besides aren’t most guys on PrEP now anyway. A couple of days later I went to go pee and it was like pissing glass. Oh great my one fuck in a year and the asshole gives me Gono. That’ll teach me. Since I hadn’t been in the city long I really hadn’t set up any doctors so I went on line trying to find a gay doc. I know I could’ve just gone to one of the urgent cares but I’d had bad experiences with them back in my home town so I tended to avoid them like the plague. I knew in a big city the staff probably wouldn’t be as judgmental but I really did want a gay doc so prefect timing. Right?? I finally found one that looked promising and had great reviews. I called the office Monday morning as soon as they opened. “Hello, Dr. Manning’s office this is Matty how can I help you this beautiful morning?” Oh great a cheerful guy first thing in the morning. “Umm hi. My name’s Adam. I’m hoping to get in to see the doctor as soon as possible.” “Are you an existing patient?” “No I’ve never seen Dr. Manning before.” “Okay his first appointment for new patients is in two months.” “Shit two months really? Is there anyway you can squeeze me in sooner.” I started to panic. I mean I know this was no big deal, but guys it felt like I was pissing glass! “Okay honey, calm down it’ll be okay. Tell Matty what’s going on.” “I think I have Gono.” I could swear he was trying not to laugh at me but he remained professional. “Okay honey let me see what I can do. I’m going to put you hold for a second.” A few minutes later he came back on the line. “Okay can you come in around 1pm today?” “Oh my god thank you. Yes that works great.” “Okay then you’re all set. Please make sure to bring your insurance card with you and we’ll see you this afternoon.” I arrived promptly at one and fuck me if the receptionist wasn’t the cutest guy I’d ever seen. I usually don’t go for guys my age or younger but damn. Plus he was small like me so he was probably a total bottom anyway. Oh well not like anything would happen at my doctors office. Matty was sweet as could be and got me all squared away. I didn’t have to wait too long before a hot nurse came to get me. “Hi I’m Chris, if you’ll follow me.” Fuck me this place was a gay man’s wet dream. He lead me to a really small exam room tucked off a short hallway. “Sorry for the room. We usually don’t use this one but since we’re a little busy today hope you mind.” “No it’s perfect. I’m just glad you guys could fit me into today.” I explained to Chris why I was there. He took all my vitals, put the information into my chart and left me to wait for the doctor. As he closed the door it tried to latch but didn’t take so the door remained open about an inch. About five minutes later I could hear voices out in the hall. This exam room was close to where the nurse had his station. It sounded like a very excited Matty speaking to Chris. “Holy fuck did you check your texts?” “No Matty I’m working. You know I don’t look at my phone when I’m with a patient.” “Your not with a patient you’re in the hall. Check your fucking phone.” I was trying not to laugh. They were so funny together. “Holy fucking shit. This is great!” “I know right?” “Has doc seen this?” “I don’t think so. He’s finishing up with a patient. He’s going to be thrilled. I know he’s been anxiously awaiting waiting for the news.” “Fuck we all have Matty.” Just then a third voice joined in. “I’m assuming since Matty is away from the front desk that you both saw Scotty’s text.” “Sorry doc. I was just so excited I couldn’t wait to tell Chris.” “It’s okay, I totally understand. Scotty’s been a special group project and I think it’s safe to say we’ve all grown close to him over the past few weeks.” “Should we call him, make sure he’s alright?” “I already did the second I saw his text. He says he feels like shit but is hornier than ever.” “Do you think he’s really seroconverting?” “Well based on his symptoms I’d say yes we were successful. We’ll give the virus a few days then take some blood to confirm. In the meantime Chad is heading over to take care of him for now. We can all go after we’re done with our last patient. Matty, can you make a schedule for the next few days so one of us is always with him?” “Of course.” “Chad can do the day shift since he can work from anywhere. Okay guys let’s take care of our other patients so we can go be with our newest family member.” “Doc the walk-in patient is in room 4. Oh fuck you don’t think he just heard our conversation do you?” I think they just realized the door hadn’t closed all the way. Oh and for the record I had heard ever last twisted word and my dick was rock hard! “Damn it! I know we don’t use that room much but we really need to fix that damn door.” A few seconds later there was a knock and yep you guessed it another hottie walked in. “Hi I’m Dr. Manning, he said as he reached out to shake my hand.” “I’m Adam.” “Nice to meet you Adam. I apologize if you heard our conversation out in the hallway. We should have been more discreet. I hope you weren’t offended.” “Don’t worry about sir. I wish I could say I hadn’t heard anything but one look at my dick and you’d know I was lying.” “Well Adam, good to know. Now what brings you here today?” He now had a big grin on his face. He did a quick exam and agreed with my Gono assessment. “So not your first time huh.” “Nope,” I sheepishly said. “Nothing to be ashamed of son. It’s all part of being a good slut. STDs are all part of the package. Do you want an HIV test today while we’re at it?” “Might as well. Who knows what else the fucker gave me.” “It seems you wouldn’t be to upset if your test came back poz.” “Well sir, before I moved here I was pretty sexually active. I was from a small town but I had a group of fuck buds that kept me satisfied. Since moving here I’ve been in a bit of a dry spell. I’m shy so meeting new guys is hard for me and I’m not really into anonymous hookups. Well usually not.” “He chuckled. “So with your fuck buds would you play safe or raw? Are you on PrEP?” “Not on PrEP. As for safe vs raw, both really. Depended on what the top wanted. I didn’t care either way as long as I was getting fucked. I figured there was a good chance I’d catch the big one but honestly wasn’t too worried. But I gotta say overhearing your conversation, fuck I know it’s sick and twisted but damn, it turned me on.” I could tell doc was liking the way this was going as his scrubs were starting to tent. “Son trust me. There’s nothing wrong with the feelings your experiencing and if you’re still neg I can certainly help change that, if that’s what you want.” “My brain’s saying ‘you’re fucking crazy, but my dick is saying ‘about fucking time’.” “So who’s winning?” “My dick sir!” “Okay here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to have Chris come in and give you a shot so we can clear up your Gono, then in a few days the office will contact you to let you know when you need to come back in to begin your treatment.” “Treatment?” “For HIV,” he said with a wicked grin. That will give you time to decide if this course of action is right for you. If you agree I think you’ll be a prefect surprise for the newest member of our family. You know what they say, the newly diagnosed are extremely toxic. Any questions?” “No this has been a weird but amazing visit I’m so glad I found you and was able to get in so fast.” “It’s funny how the universe works. Okay I hope to see you soon.” The rest of the visit was over pretty fast and now here I sat a few days later on a late Friday afternoon sitting in Dr. Manning’s waiting room about to change my life forever.

I was at the video store last Friday and I hooked up with a guy I could tell was poz. I don’t look poz so not sure what he thought about me. We were just sucking for a while and he asked.... what do you like to do? I told him I like to get fucked. He turned me around and ate my pussy. Then fucked me without a condom. After he bred me I thanked him for the dirty load and he winked at me and said anytime.

Thanks for all the likes and comments. Chapter 7 The next couple of weeks went like so...Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday I’d end up stopping by Dr. Manning’s office and one or more of the three of them would give me a quick load. Saturday, Sunday and Thursday I would hang out with Chad and he would usually be good for a couple of loads. Matty even joined us one Saturday. Damn that was a fun night. Then of course there was our Friday sessions where all four of my guys would use me for hours. We were coming up to the fourth Friday since I actively started the pozzing process. So I’d been taking toxic loads for three full weeks now. I woke up Friday morning with a slight headache and scratchy throat. I really didn’t pay much attention and went about my day as usual. I’d changed my work schedule so that I was only working half a day in the office on Fridays and the afternoon at home so I’d have plenty of time to prep for my weekly fuckfest. I was really loving these events and looked forward to them all week long. There was nothing better than when all five of us were naked together. By the time I left work for home I knew something wasn’t right. I felt like shit. I didn’t want to bother the guys at work so I just sent a group text to let them know that I thought they’d finally succeed in knocking me up. Less than 30 seconds after I sent the text my phone rang. Dr. Manning must have been between patients because he never responded that quickly. “You fucking slut! I almost shot my load when I read your text. Tell me your symptoms.” I started laughing. “Oh fuck, sorry Scotty. I’m just so damn excited.” “It’s okay doc. I figured you’d be happy just not this happy.” I proceeded to tell him all my symptoms and I could hear him getting even more excited on the other end of the phone. “It definitely sounds like your seroconverting.” “And doc my cock is rock hard. I feel like shit but I’m seriously horny as fuck. That can’t be right.” “Actually Scotty, my chaser patients often tell me that when they came down with the first symptoms that the only thing they could think about was getting more toxic cum. So it sounds like what you’re experiencing is quite normal. Well for a fucking twisted bug chaser that is, you slut.” “Thanks doc.” “I want you to sit tight. One of us will be over shortly to check on you. Just try to get some sleep.” Ten minutes later someone was buzzing my apartment. I didn’t even bother to check who it was and just buzzed them up. Shortly there was a knock the door. Chad was standing on the other side with a big shit eating grin on his handsome face. “So I understand you’ve earned your new ink? Have you decided where you’re going to put it? Oh fuck and how are you feeling? You don’t look so good.” I wanted to laugh but it just came out more as a cough. “Fuck you’re burning up. Let’s get you a cold shower to cool you off.” He stripped me then took his own clothes off and helped me to the bathroom. “God I want to fuck you so bad right now.” He was in back of me so I pressed up against his front and felt his hard dick poking into my ass. I reached around and guided him to my hole. He pushed forward and I pushed back and he was soon balls deep in me. I sighed. “Perfect! My body needs your toxic cum.” It didn’t take long for me to shoot my load against the shower wall while his went safely deep in my hole. “Thank you. Now can you please help me to bed.” The others showed up a few hours later and each of them proceeded to give me one load of beautiful toxic cum. It was the least amount of loads I’d received during one of our Friday sessions but honestly it had to be the hottest. They took excellent care of me over the next several days. One of them was always with me. On about the fourth day I was starting to feel human again. On Chris’ shift he took some blood so we could get confirmation to what we were all assuming. I asked about the rapid test but he said Dr. Manning wanted to be 100% sure. I was strong enough to get back to work Thursday but the doc insisted I just work from home. Doctor orders. However, he told me I was expected at his office Friday at 5pm sharp for a followup appointment. I tried to get him to tell me my test results but he kept saying ‘sorry I don’t have them yet.’ Somehow I didn’t believe him but he wouldn’t budge, so Friday it was. Friday could not get here fast enough!!

Chapter 6 Matty moved in between my legs all the while stroking his cock. “The moment you walked into the office a month ago I knew I was going to end up breeding your cunt. I just didn’t realize I was going to get to help poz your neg ass too. Doc here hasn’t let me cum in two weeks so you can imagine I’m feeling a little crazy right about now.” I couldn’t take my eyes off his huge cock with that dangerous looking PA. I started to panic a bit and tried to get out of the sling but I was restrained tightly and couldn’t move. Chad and Chris were on either side of with doc at my head. They all reached out and put their hands on me to help calm me down. “Shhh,” doc whispered in my ear. “Just relax this has to happen, but I promise you after a few minutes you’ll be begging for Matty’s load.” Matty started speaking again, if possible the look on his face was even more wicked looking than before. “And it would be very rude not to give little old Matty a turn after the others have already had their shot. Right Scotty?” Fuck he was right. “I’m sorry Matty. I just wasn’t expecting you to be hung like a fucking horse.” I gulped then continued, “please fuck me. I need your cum too.” “Much better.” He started rubbing the head of his cock on my not so tight hole, adding his precum to the mix. “You know I think it’s funny, when I first saw you I thought ‘fuck I bet he’s a power top’ but turns out the small queeny guy is the power top and you’re just another bottom cum whore waiting to learn his true place in the world.” With that he shoved his pierced cock deep inside my ass. Holy shit I’d never seen this side of Matty. Gone was the sweet kid and in his place was a fucking animal. Damn it was scary but hot as fuck. I let out a scream but Chris shoved his dick in my mouth to distract me from the pain. Doc was rubbing my head while Chad was playing with my nipples. Doc said, “open up Scotty, it’ll start to feel amazing in a minute. We just needed to make sure your insides were probably prepared to accept all of our toxic seed and give our babies a fertile place to latch onto. I thought Matty deserved the honor since he missed being with you in the exam room.” “Thank you Matty,” I screamed as his cock started to feel amazing. “Bred my cunt, fucking knock me up!” “Fuck I’m not going to last long you’ve got me so horned up.” With that I could feel his dick start to spasm and fill my ass even fuller than it already was. After a few minutes he pulled out and quickly took his piercing out and placed it on my chest then returned his cock to my well used hole. “Okay I think you’re sufficiently prepped. I don’t want to do too much damage. Oh and I’m good for at least one more load before I’m done with you.” He winked at me. It looked like sweet Matty was back. I noticed the piercing on my chest and it was covered in dark pink cum. Yep no question about it there was no way I was leaving here neg. I had never felt so alive before in all my life. I lost track of how long Matty fucked me but soon he was delivering his second load of the night. As soon as he pulled out doc moved right in. “Sorry boy, I know you need a break after Matty but watching him use you like that made me so horny I just needed inside you again. Trust me it won’t take long for me to shoot my load.” While doc fucked I tried to clean Matty’s cock off the best I could. It had shrunk a bit so I was able to get most of it down my throat. With my bodily fluids mixed with everyone’s cum, it was fucking delicious. “I’m proud of you Scotty. You’ve currently got six toxic loads of cum deep inside you. Chris, hand me one of those plugs from the table. I’m about to shoot then will give our new boy a much deserved break.” After a few minutes they all helped me out of the sling. I looked at the clock and realized we’d been at it for well over two hours. No wonder my legs felt like jelly as I tried to get up. I noticed for the first time that behind the sling was futon that had been pulled out and covered in black sheets. They laid me down in the middle and Matty instantly climbed in and snuggled next to me. He whispered in my ear, “hope I didn’t hurt you too much. I get a little carried away sometimes when I haven’t had sex in so long, especially when I know I’m fucking a neg hole.” “It was amazing Matty! Thanks for sharing your gift.” Chris laid down on the other side of me and doc and Chad both sat at the end of the futon. I’d never felt so safe. “Hey doc can I ask you a question?” “Of course Scotty.” “I understand the three of you, but Chad, was that just a happy accident his being here today?” Dr. Manning started chuckling. “Well that’s an interesting story. You see Chad here was the first patient that I had the honor of telling they were HIV positive. This was years ago and Chad didn’t react very well to the news.” Now Chad was chuckling. “That’s an understatement. I was a fucking wreck. Thought my life was over. Doc hugged me and let me bawl all over him but pretty soon I could feel him getting aroused and I was like what the fuck!” “Hey who knew I’d have that reaction but it was hot. I calmed Chad down and started to explain to him that he had been given an amazing gift and it was his duty to share it with others.” Chad took over the story. “As you can imagine I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. A medical doctor was telling me it was not only ‘cool’ that I was poz but it was my responsibility to share it. I mean fucked up right?” We all started laughing at that. “But then doc took my hand and placed it on my own dick and I realized I was rock hard. Well fuck! So he leaned in my ear and asked me if I wanted to give him a recharge.” “That was also the day I realized I hadn’t been doing my duty to the community,” doc said. “Since I was undetectable at the time, I realized I had dropped the ball, so Chads getting knocked up helped me make the decision to stop meds. I mean what kind of doctor would I be if I didn’t do what I preached.” This whole time Chad had been playing with the plug in my ass. Matty and Chris were rubbing my chest and tweaking my nipples. I was starting to moan like a bitch in heat. “Hmmm looks like he’s ready for round two boys.” Chad yanked the plug out and dove into my ass eating me out. Oh fuck I went crazy. After a few minutes he climbed on top of me and fed me a mouth load of cum, then we proceeded to make out. The rest of the night was kind of a blur. I ended up with 15 loads buried deep in my guts with a slightly bigger butt plug sealing every drop inside. It was early morning by the time we wrapped things up. As we were leaving doc explained the next steps. “Okay you’re going to become hornier than ever. We’ve unlocked your true nature tonight but you are not to let anyone else fuck you until you’re officially a member of the family.” I got kind of got a nervous look on my face. Weeks without sex yea that would never work now. He noticed my panicked look and said, “sorry I should’ve been more clear. Only the four of us are allowed to fuck you. “Here’s what you’re going to do. All of our numbers are in your phone so anytime you get the itch all you have to do is call one of us or better yet just walk into the office during business hours. One of the three of us will always make sure we’re available to give you what you need. And Chad has a flexible schedule so he can help out too. Then every Friday night we’ll expect you back here for another session. At this rate you’ll be in the family in no time.” I looked at Chad and the others and they were all shaking their heads in agreement. “I promise you we’ll keep you drowning in cum and once that test comes back poz we’ll have a big surprise for you. Now go home and get some rest. Keep that plug in as long as can to give our swimmers ample time to be absorbed into your DNA.” With that doc gave me a passionate kiss and we all headed out.

Another ASSGM classic, this one is short and sweet. [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/4479 * * * I was standing in the doorway talking to the guy inside. I'm not sure how we started talking, conversation is rarely one of the things that occurs in a place like this. I occasionally frequent the local "bathhouse," this one billed at a gym and club. It has the usual universal gym machine that only gets used by guys quickly trying to pump up, a TV room showing porn movies, and about 50 or so small cubicles with locker, platform bed, and door. I hadn't been there more than 30 minutes and had already fucked the hell out of some tight little guy who had shot his wad in the process and left. Unfortunately - or maybe fortunately - I hadn't dropped my load. I had talked to a guy in the shower who was refreshing himself after some dude tried to suck him dry, he said. He was an older guy decent shape, but not a turn on. He went back to his cube where I found him and was now talking to him. Strictly platonic, though he did occasional adjust his cock under his towel as he sat on his bed. I had actually noticed the cute little blond guy before as I made my first round of the club. He was a little dream, slender, not especially muscled up but still with a nice build, blond as the noon day sun, and a face that could be a model anywhere. There were more than me checking this little prize out as he walked around. Somehow, I sensed this guy had an "attitude." Now, standing in the doorway and talking to Jim, I noticed him walk by, glance at me and peer into the room. I smiled. On his second pass, I said hello, and he stopped just long enough to me to reach out and stroke his back down across his towel-covered little ass. "Nice." I said. "Yeah," he said. "Everybody is trying to get me!" "And were they successful?" I asked. "Not a chance with this crowd. I don't screw around with anybody." I smiled as I kept stroking his back. Then I took his other hand and slid it down to my crotch, letting him feel the size of my growing cock. He looked down as his eyes widened. I glanced at the guy in the room and picked up the imperceptible nod and glint in his eyes. Then in one seamless motion, I moved into the cubicle drawing the little blond with me, shutting the door. He didn't resist. And at this point, all conversation had ended. I pulled the little guy close to me and let my lips pass his to judge his willingness. And they were willing. My tongue probed deeply down his throat, the location that soon would be filled with more than my tongue. I pulled him back and pushed him down to his knees so he could see that bulging tent in my towel. I undid my towel, letting my hard cock spring forward, right into the little guy's face. He didn't hesitate and forced his mouth over the massive head of that heated rod. He was doing pretty well in starting on about eight and a half inches of cock that could probably cut steel at this point. Oh, yes, that's a thick eight and a half inches by the ruler....and on a couple of occasions in a hot group, has even cracked the nine plus inch barrier. That baby is attached to a pretty good body - 6'1", 195 pounds. I've kept in damn good shape, continuing working out from my days when I played college football ten years ago. I'm not bad looking and usually don't suffer from lack of attention, though I must admit - and have been told - I'm a pretty decent, considerate guy. Blondie was sucking like hell, gagging at about half way. I could tell he wasn't the greatest cocksucker I've had. I held the back of his little blond head as I fucked his face, stopping just when I sensed he could take no more. Jim, the guy whose room we were in, reached over and stopped his bobbing head still for a minute as he held a bottle of poppers under his nose. Gasping for air, he breathed deep. Jim looked at me and I smiled, knowing the fury that was soon to come. And it did. When those poppers hit the little blond guy, he went crazy, trying desperately to consume as much saliva-covered cock as he could. I just leaned back and let him work, enjoying the incredible pleasure - both physically and psychologically - on having this sweet little sucking machine on the end of my meat. The most blondie got down his throat was about three-fourths of that rock hard cock. I remained passive as not to hurt him, letting him take as much as he could. Jim, meanwhile, was sitting on the edge of his bed stroking a raging hard, keeping the poppers handy. After another deep intake of poppers, I reached down and literally pulled blondie's head off my cock and turned him toward Jim. With the attack of the poppers raging through his brain, he just continued from one hard cock to the other. Now Jim's cock was an average six plus inches and blondie could take that baby all the way down to the base, and that he did. As he bent over Jim, he exposed his beautiful little ass to me. I slid my hand across the white glowing little cheeks, slipping my hand between the crack. I almost missed feeling his little hole it was so incredibly tight. I dropped down to my knees now, spreading those cheeks apart, and letting my tongue circle that tender little target, causing shudders to run through his body. His body arched back, willingly giving me full access to my objective. My tongue finally dented that little rosebud, letting me feeling him tense and relax as I kept bombarding what was becoming his hole now. His ass was completely shiny with saliva as I eased one finger into that little spot. Going gently - easing in a bit and then pulling back, only to return a little deeper - and alternating with my probing tongue, Ifelt his ass begin to unconsciously beg for more. Finally, I got one finger completely up his tight little hole, finger-fucking him as I felt it become accustomed to that intruder. I stood up now, seeing his blond head bobbing up and down on Jim's cock, Jim's thumb covering a bottle of ready poppers. I pulled my finger out of his hole only to be replaced with my thumb. Another top had taught me this trick years ago. It was just another step up in size as I felt his little body arch up as something larger entered his hole. I started my thumb fucking his hole, pushing in deeply to let the joint stretch his little ring. My other two fingers slipped down on either side of his tight little nuts and small cock, giving leverage and stimulating those little bags of sensation. That also let my thumb drive in and massage the prostate, that internal gland that few know is the center of pleasure. His ass was beginning to go crazy. It was time. I had already opened his tight little ass with two big fingers and loosened it up further with a probing thumb that could have gotten any guy off. I looked at Jim and nodded. He held the poppers under blondie's nose again, this time forcing him to take three long breaths. After grabbing Jim's lube, I pointed my slick cock right at that reddening hole, and let the one-eyed monster slide back across his crack. I felt him tense a bit, but the poppers were beginning to react. I pushed and the head finally made it inside his first ring. I looked down and saw that stretched hole finally covering the edge of that cockhead. I probed a little further, mentally glad that I had loosened his hole before I attempted to fuck him. He arched his back as the pain shot through his body. But I pulled back, stroking gently in the area I had opened up. He had quit sucking now, and had just buried his head on the pillow next to Jim. The poppers had full control over his body now, creating a demand that he couldn't deny, even with any associated pain. I felt his ass rotate and cautiously thrust back. I gave him more, each time going in a bit deeper. He moaned. I looked down and saw I had just about my whole hard rod pegged deep in his stretched hole. I smiled now, knowing I had his ass in complete control and that now the fucking would begin. He arched his back as a couple of more strokes got almost the whole cock into his ass. I pushed him back down and slid in and out a couple of times more, knowing that any pain would subside and give him a feeling of warmth. When I felt he was relaxed enough, I started nice slow stroking, hearing him moan even more. He seemed to relax now, turning his body and glorious ass over to my control. I held his hips as I long-dicked his sweet hole, pulling that glistening cock almost all the way out and then steadily sliding it back in. This continued for a few minutes as I began to pick up speed. Jim was watching wide-eyed, his hand stroking his cock. I motioned for Jim to do his task, and he held the poppers under blondie's nose once again. This time, I took a long hit of poppers, knowing what the wonderful results would be. The poppers took hold of both of our bodies at about the same time. I felt him tense as his insides surrounded my cock. I felt a roaring building in my own sweat-covered body now. I slapped my hands on each of his cheeks, a thumb on each side spreading open that beautiful crack, exposing his stretched hole that was gaining experience fast. As the poppers hit, I slammed the whole length of cock up his ass, causing a muffled cry of terror as that baby took complete control. I would pull back and drive in that insatiable cock in what I thought must be the sweetest ass in the world. I rotated that baby, churning the complete insides of my collapsed partner. I leaned across his back, pulling his non-resisting little body into my hard muscles as I fucked his hole with short but deep little strokes, giving him the pleasure that any bottom guy craves. He virtually gave no resistance now, almost being a collapsed piece of hot flesh serving as a container for my hungry meat. And did that baby feed! I must have fucked his ass for a good half hour as Jim watched in unbelief. I fucked blondie every way imaginable! I turned the little guy on his back and remounted his ass, this time flipping his legs over my broad shoulders as my cock had full access to his well-fucked hole. I long-dicked him continually, driving that monster right up to the limits, feeling those tight little cheeks nestled right into my crotch. I moved forward, forcing his ass up even higher as my cock just simply acted as a battering ram, pumping in and out like an oil well pump! His head was thrashing about as he took cock like a champ! I turned him back over so he was leaning across the bed, his hole now fully opened. I re-entered his sweet little ass in one full thrust, now causing only a continued moan as he buried his head again in the pillow. Jim gave both of us a shot of poppers which I knew would be my last. I wasn't going to hold back much longer. As the poppers again hit both of our bodies, I drove in with a final hunger, letting that great cockhead feed deep inside this hot little body. I grabbed his hips for leverage as I started to hit the Big O. He was screaming into his pillow as that massive cock tore into his ass repeatedly, scoring direct hits into parts this little guy didn't know existed. That pulsating cock poured out massive amounts of boiling juice, coating his insides with all that cockhead spit out into him. It lasted what I though was a century - and wished it had been - but I knew was less than a minute. It was probably 45 seconds of pure emotional and physical pleasure, satisfying the primordial urges that we have all had since the beginning of mankind. As I came down from that incredible climax and the poppers began to loosen their effect, I kept stroking in and out of his ass, now with a steady rhythm. I looked at Jim who was staring in amazement, still stroking his cock. I motioned him over as he stepped into the saddle where I had opened up a wonderful love pit. He started fucking, sliding effortlessly into that well-fucked hole that was fully lubed with a hot load of cum. Blondie just kept his head down in the pillow, letting this new cock take whatever it wanted from the remainder of his hole. I stepped around Jim who was now fucking like a machine. I opened the door a crack and found about several guys standing there. They had been listening intently to the sexual sounds of conquest coming through the door. I smiled as I stood in the door, my towel again wrapped around my sweat-covered body. I motioned for the two best looking bodies to step inside. Others crowded around to get a view, but I held control of the door. Still, they could see Jim fucking this sweet little blond ass while the other two guys now inside lubed up their hard cocks. I pulled the door shut, hearing it click with the secured lock and headed off to the showers. I smiled, knowing that this would be one humbled guy, a literal whore now, his arrogance replaced with more cocks than most guys get in a couple of months.

Chapter 5 I sat on the exam table in just my jock. One thought kept running through my mind...I know what my next tattoo’s going to be! Without even realizing what I was doing I stuck a finger in my mouth, then leaned back on the table, brought one leg up and started fingering my hole. My eyes were closed and was I moaning. I was up to two fingers, lost in my own world so I didn’t notice the doc had returned. “Damn Scotty, I have to say I never imagined you’d progress so quickly but fuck look at you go. Tell me, what do you want?” “Poz cum sir. I need poz cum!”” “Good man. Is that the first time you’ve admitted it out loud?” “Yes,” I said starting to blush again.” “Don’t be embarrassed. You’ve finally realized what’s been missing from your life. You should be proud of yourself. Now let’s do this test so we can get you knocked up.” “Doc I was thinking. We don’t really need to do it since it’s going to happen anyway.” “Well, good point, but to be honest with you, I’m a little selfish and want to know for myself. You see, I want your family here to be the ones that convert your ass not some random hookup.” “Fuck me! When you put it that way I totally agree.” “Oh believe me son you will be fucked and fucked hard tonight.” He quickly administered the test then said “ Okay I really do want to check your prostate before we start so why don’t you standup at the end of the table and lean over.” Before I could move there was a knock at the door. “Come in,” doc responded. The door opened and Chad stuck his head in. “Hey doc, Chris told me you wanted me in here with you guys. Umm looks like I arrived just in time,” he said licking his lips. “Hi Chad, come on in. You two are my last patients of the day so I hope you don’t mind if we double up a bit so I can give you both some good quality attention. I know it’s unorthodox but I think it’ll be good for you both of you.” “Works for me.” Chad was grinning from ear to ear. “Should I get naked too?” He didn’t wait for an answer just stripped down. Chris entered the room carrying his equipment to take some blood. “Prefect everyone’s here. Okay, Chad you take Scotty’s place on the exam table and Chris you go over there to take his vitals and draw blood. And Scotty you come over here on the other side of Chad and bend over him so I can examine your ass. Feel free to suck on Chad’s cock; it’s rather tasty.” Okay seriously I felt like I had entered the fucking twilight zone. This didn’t happen to normal people. Good thing I was becoming a twisted fucker then. Doc was right. Chad’s precum was delicious! I was in my own world sucking away when I felt doc’s fingers start to probe my ass. Oh fuck that felt good. I was moaning around Chad’s cock when someone pulled me away. I looked up and they were all staring at me with my face covered in slobber and precum and they started to laugh. “Damn boy I thought you were going to suck my balls through my cock. You’re one horny motherfucker. You keep sucking me like that and I’m going to cum and this load needs to go deep in your ass.” “Not to mention you have Chad wiggling around like a mad man and I’m trying to take his blood without hurting him.” “Sorry guys.” I said sheepishly. All the while Dr. Manning kept moving his fingers around inside me. “Well your prostate looks good. Chris you about done with Chad?” “Yep all good here. You need me for anything else?” “No, I just have a few questions for Chad then we’ll meet in the break room.” Just then we heard a big huff and turned to see Matty standing in the doorway. “You guys promised you wouldn’t start without me.” “Matty we’re just finishing up here. No one’s fucked our boy yet but we’re getting very close. Give us ten minutes and we’ll meet you in the playroom.” Playroom, seriously?? Matty was pouting again but turned and left the room. Dr. Manning sighed, “damn that boy is sexy as fuck when he pouts. We better hurry this up before he really gets mad at us. Okay Chad, you okay answering a few questions in front of Scotty?” “Of course. We’re practically family. Scott why don’t you suck my balls while the doc and I chat.” I dove for his balls immediately. “Chad, how you feeling? I see your viral load is the highest it’s ever been.” “I feel fine doc. My specialist really wants me to start meds but I’m still not sure.” “Well you know I’ll support you in whatever you decide and remember you can always go off them again.” “Thanks doc. Maybe after we knock this slut up I’ll consider it, but for now I’m really enjoying spreading my gift.” “Well Scotty, I think it’s time to see what the test showed. You ready?” “Is it strange I really want it to be neg so you guys can poz me?” Doc chuckled. “Not at all I Know I hope that.” He took a look at the test and got a big grin on his face. “Alright then, let’s get this neg boy knocked up.” The two of them lead me out of the exam room and down the hall to the employee break room, which apparently doubled as their play room. I walked in and my jaw hit the floor. There was a sling set up in the middle of the room. A fuck bench off the side and a table filled with dildos and butt plugs. Nothing like the break room at my office. Chris was standing by the sling naked, stroking his cock. Matty was next to him but he was still wearing some very tight boxer briefs that looked to be hiding one hell of a package. “Guys why don’t you help our guest of honor get in the sling why I finally get out of these clothes.” Before I knew it I was secured in place ready for the breeding to begin. Dr. Manning had a nice 7” cock which looked pretty thick. He was rock hard and I noticed he had a big bio haz tat just above his cock. “You ready son to join our family?” “YES please fuck me I am so damn horny!! Knock my fucking neg ass up,” I screamed. That’s all it took. Doc shoved his dick inside me in one go. Thank god he loosened me up earlier or I would have been in a world of hurt. He started fucking me and the pain soon turned to pleasure. I looked around me and the the other guys were all surrounding me each of them jacking off, all except Matty who still had his undies on. “No turning back now. You ready for my load?” “Yes! Give it to me.” He plowed into me balls deep and I felt his cock start to shoot rope after rope of cum. I clamped down hard on his dick. “Fuck yeah, milk my cock. Get every drop of toxic cum.” He pulled out of me and Chris quickly took his place. Doc walked around to the front of the sling and shoved his cock down my throat. “Clean me off Scotty.” Delicious! Chris picked up his speed and pretty soon he was adding his toxic load to the docs. Then Chad stepped up to take his turn. I was in heaven. Who knew sex could be this good. I had a cock in both ends and couldn’t get enough. I could feel Chad starting to load me up. Damn it felt like he was shooting a gallon of cum in me. I could feel down dripping down my legs. “That’s a 5 day load there for you.” Everyone had fucked me except for Matty and he was still wearing his underwear, WTF? “How you doing Scotty? You need a break,” asked doc. “More, please I need more.” “Good man. We have a surprise for you. Matty has a new piercing and he’s been saving it for a special occasion. Guess what? That would be you Scotty.” Matty had an evil grin on his face as he slowly pulled down his boxer briefs. Out popped the biggest cock I’ve ever seen on such a small guy. It had to be over 9” and as thick as a beer can. Matty was only about 5’6” and real skinny plus he had his pubes trimmed short which made it look even bigger. But what scared me the most was the wicked PA piercing he had. It looked like a wheel with spokes, sharp spokes. “My turn. I’ve been waiting for a month for this moment. You ready for your life to change forever Scotty?”

This is the exact thought that came to my mind when reading the OP. There are guys in the D/s community who (on both sides) want objectification, and i see a lot less "submission" going on in that kind of dynamic and a lot more passivity. i find a lot of variation and expectation on both sides of the fence of Dom/sub. Go to a site like Recon and read profiles and many of the Dom's profiles will say "boundaries respected" while others have the expectation of absolute obedience. Honestly, i think the majority of subs have limits and a big part of D/s relationship is "pushing limits." i don't see D/s as simple or subject to the strict black or white definitions some want to use to structure them. One form of D/s relationship is the expectation that whatever the Dom says, goes. There is another form though where the Dom doesn't so much expect submission as He wants to elicit submission from His sub. Either way, in order for "submission" to take place, there has to be volition and someone there who is actually submitting. Personally, i land on the latter form. To me, part of the fun and erotic turn on of D/s is the process of a Dom getting into my head ("mind fuck") and Him gaining control and getting me to submit. i want to submit, but to me "submission" requires there be substance to submit The Dom's i have had relationship with have wanted that too. They don't just want a mindless play thing, but a challenge that exercises their Dominant nature. In the OP's case, i'd say the behavior of trying to manipulate or control a top into breeding him is more of a Dom attitude. Wanting or needing to be bred is different than controlling to get bred. i think the more developed and understanding Dom gets His subs needs and uses those to control and elicit submission from His sub.

Chapter 1 I was coming up on the big 5-0. I’d had a pretty good year and was feeling great about myself. I was taking better care of my diet, joined a gym and actually went. I had lost some extra pounds and was looking and feeling better than ever. In case you’re wondering, I’m 5’7” green eyes, short dark brown hair with a bit of grey starting to show, hairy chest, clean shaven and a nice toned body starting to come through. My right arm has a full sleeve of tats and my left a half sleeve. I always scheduled my yearly medical exam around my birthday and this year was no different. The day before my appointment I received the usual reminder phone call. “Hello is this Scott?” “Speaking.” “Hi this is Matty from Dr. Manning’s office calling to remind you about your appointment tomorrow at 5:45.” “Umm I’m sorry did you say Dr. Manning? My appointment’s with Dr. Jackson.” “Dr. Jackson is no longer at this practice. Dr. Manning is now seeing his patients. You should have received a notice several weeks ago. I apologize for any confusion.” I wasn’t very happy. I don’t know about you but once I find a good doc I’ll do anything to hold onto them. “Yea no I didn’t receive any notice. Where did he move to? I’d really prefer to keep seeing him.” “Oh I’m sorry he moved out of state.” “Fuck! Oops sorry” Matty was chuckling on the other end of the line. “Don’t worry about it. I’d be pissed too, but you have nothing to worry about sir. I think you’ll really like Dr. Manning.” “Well I’ll have to take your word for it. I really don’t want to find another doctor at this short notice so I guess I’ll give him a shot.” The next day I showed up for my appointment. Right off the bat I could see the changes at the office. It had definitely been given a face lift not to mention the receptionist was hot as hell. Mid 20s, cute as fuck, goatee, piercing blue eyes. “Hi sir, I’m Matty; how can I help you?” “Hi Matty, I’m Scott. I have a 5:30 appointment.” “Mmm yes you do cutie. Here you go. Fill these forms out and we’ll get you going.” I felt myself starting to blush. I quickly filled out the forms and took a seat in the waiting room. About ten minutes later I heard my name being called. I looked up from my phone and saw the hottest nurse I’d ever seen. Over 6’ tall, hairy arms, deep blue eyes, 5 o’clock shadow, very muscular, his scrubs top was so tight you could tell his right nipple was pierced. Holy shit maybe I should have changed doctors years ago. I stood up and grabbed my stuff and started towards him. “Scott, hi I’m Chris, I’ll be taking care of you today.” He said as he shook my hand. “If you’ll come with me we’ll get you started.” Oh I know just where I’d like you to start!! He lead me into an exam room and had me sit on the exam table. “Okay, just a few questions to start. I see you’re here for your yearly checkup and you were a patient of Dr. Jackson.” “Yep, that’s correct.” “It says in chart you’re on medication for high blood pressure.” “Yes, a couple years now.” “Anything else you’re taking?” “No, nothing else.” “Are you in any pain today?” “Nope.” “Are you sexually active?” “Oh yeah!” “Mm that’s good to hear. Do you play with men, women or both?” “I’m gay, so that would be men only,” I said winking at him. Damn I could feel my pants starting to get a little tighter. He grinned and licked his lips then turned back to his computer to make some more notes. “So I don’t see anything about prep in your chart.” “No I just use condoms.” “Hmmm good to know. Okay let’s check your vitals.” He took my temperature and my blood pressure and damn if he didn’t run his hand up and down my arm as he took the cuff off. Fuck I was starting to get harder. “Love your tats. They look great on you. Okay that should just about do it. The doctor will be in to see you shortly.” “Thanks Chris! I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again soon.” What the fuck. I was turning into a teenager. “Oh I’m sure I’ll be back to take some fluids from you.” He grabbed my shoulder as he was heading out of the room and squeezed tight. Damn I could swear his crotch was bigger than before. I waited another ten minutes or so until the doc came in. Holy shit, seriously was everyone at this practice a fucking ten. “Hi Scott. I’m Dr. Manning thanks for coming in today. Why don’t you take your shirt off and we’ll take a look.” He did all his doctor stuff and it took every ounce of self control to keep from getting a massive hard on. Once he was done he started asking me about my sex life. “So I see you use condoms. What percentage of the time would you say?” “100%.” “That’s really good. Some men think safety is very important.” Okay that was odd, I thought. “Are you interested in going on prep? A lot of guys go on prep so they can play without condoms. Some of my patients even have sex without condoms and aren’t on prep. They say it’s rather freeing. So you’ve really never had sex without a condom? It’s okay this is a safe place you can talk to me freely. No judgment here.” I couldn’t believe what was happening. Did he really he just tell me fucking raw was fine and actually encouraged it? Okay he was definitely nothing like Dr. Jackson. “Umm no always played safe. But I must admit I’ve been wondering lately how it would feel to have a raw cock fuck me. I mean to have sex without condoms.” I blushed. “It’s okay Scott no reason to be embarrassed. We’re both gay men and you can be totally open with me. I’m here to help you. Well I have to say it’s rather impressive you’ve made it to 50 and never barebacked.” Seriously I think I’ve entered an alternate universe, what the fuck was happening. But damn my cock was rock hard. “My last boyfriend was really safety conscious so we always played safe.” “Were you the top or bottom in the relationship?” “Mostly top but I much prefer to be on the bottom.” “Hmm yes I can totally picture you as the bottom.” WTF seriously was I dreaming. “Well let’s see everything looks really good except I’m a little concerned about your blood pressure meds. I think I want to try you on a smaller dosage since you’ve lost some weight over the past year.” “That’s a good thing right?” “Oh yeah that’s excellent. I’ll want to see you in a month to make sure everything’s on track. I’m going to send Chris back in to draw some blood then you’ll be good to go. Just make your follow up appointment with Matty before you leave. It was great meeting you Scott and I look forward to seeing you soon. Oh and if you wanted to talk to someone about barebacking with or without prep Chris is a great resource. He has first hand experience both ways.” He winked at me then walked out of the room and closed the door. Holy fucking shit! Seriously what the hell kind of medical practice was this and why the hell hadn’t Dr. Jackson moved sooner!

“So,” the man said, looking directly into my eyes, “you want to join our little club.” It wasn’t really a question so much as it was a statment. I nodded slowly, my mouth dry. I tried to return the rugged looking man’s gaze with the same intensity that he gave but just couldn’t muster it. I felt my eyes drifting down to his full lips, his well kept full beard, the mound of chest hair that erupted from the collar of his v neck shit, and to his broad pecs with pert nipples that showed clearly through his shirt. “And do you know what this club is boy?” This was a question, and I answered as honestly as I could, “Mostly sir. My…um… friend, said he thought that I would fit in and arranged this…uh…interview…” I trailed off at the end. The man smiled slightly, “You can say fuck buddy, Sam. I know who Devin is to you.” I blushed. Devin and I had been friends for ages and had started fucking a few months previously when I found out just how thick his cock is. “Why did he say he thought you would fit in?” My cheeks went from pink to scarlet, “I… well…” “Just say it, you’ll feel better.” “I love getting bred.” I spat out the words before I chickened out. “I love taking loads.” “Good boy. You like it when Devin breeds you.” Another statement, “you like feeling his cum inside you boy hole.” “Yes Sir.” “And you want more, isn’t that right?” “Yes.” I was growing a little bolder now. “How many loads have you taken in a day Sam?” “Four.” “Four, all from the same person?” “Yes, Devin.” “Have you ever taken more than one mans load in a day?” Color rose up my neck, “Once, a guy fucked me once in the afternoon and then I met another man in a bar that night and he bred me too.” “Good, very good. Now did Devin explain the what the interview process was like for our club?” “Not really, Sir. Just that there would be an interview, and that it was a good way of meeting people. Though,” I said quickly, “from the way he said it I feel like there’s much more to it than that.” The man laughed, “Just a bit.” He smiled a broad smile that lit up his whole face. “You see Sam, our club is a special one and we have to be sure that you’re the right fit. Its not just a club to meet guys who might fuck you. It is a club to meet guys who will fuck you. If you make it through the entire interview process Sam you will get more cock in your life than you will know what to do with. Does that sound like something that interests you?” “Yes,” my voice cracking just slightly. “Good, now Devin is a full member, he’s one of our switches, but he tells me you’re not much of a top.” “No, uh no, not really.” “So you’ll be interviewing as a bottom.” “Yeah, I guess so.” “Being a bottom is nothing to be ashamed of, bottoms are an important and integral part of our group. Now if you were interviewing as a top or a switch this is the moment where I would bring in one of our bottoms for you to demonstrate your skills with; however, as a bottom you will be demonstrating,” he got up from behind his desk and walked around to stand in front of me, “your talents by taking my fat cock.” He grabbed his growing bulge through his pants and I felt my cock twitch. “Now before we continue there is one thing I must tell you. In this club, until you are a full member every load goes in your hole, and if you become a member it is still strongly encouraged. Do you understand?” “Yes, Sir.” My mouth felt dry. “Good, now strip.” I stood up, my hands shaking a little. The man was very close to me now. I could smell his light but powerful man smell and it made me weak. I pulled my shirt off over my head exposing my lightly haired torso and reasonable body, my friends joked that I had the body of someone who loves the gym but also loves pizza and they weren’t wrong. I kicked off my shoes, and socks, then went to undo my pants. I took a deep breath and pushed them down exposing the white jock I was wearing. “A jock strap, interesting. Not what I was expecting from you boy.” I moved to take it off too and the man stopped me saying, “That you can leave on boy, you won’t be playing with your cock for a while.” With me now standing in just my jock, the man started to take off his clothes. He quickly pulled off his shoes and socks, then with more care he took his shirt off tossing it to the side. I stared at his broad chest, the thick mass of dark hair flecked with grey. His big round pink nipples stood out erect from the fur. He had the solid build of someone who worked out for strength not to look good. My cock was throbbing. He undid his jeans, and then slowly slid them down. I knew at once he wasn’t wearing any underwear and his pubes began to erupt from the fly of his pants right off. Suddenly his cock sprang up as his pants hit the floor and he stepped out of them. I almost didn’t believe my eyes. His cock was as thick as a beer can and probably seven inches long. My mouth watered and my hole twitched, my own six inch cock was throbbing. I had never wanted a man as much as I wanted the man in front of me. “You like what you see boy?” “Yes.” “Good, get on your knees boy and get it nice and wet. The only lube you’re getting is spit.” I fell to my knees and scrambled towards his cock. I licked around the broad flat head of his dick for a moment and then swallowed it deep. His hands grabbed the back of my head and forced his dick down my throat. “That’s it boy, swallow my cock. Get it covered with your throat juice so I can slide deep in you hole.” I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to have his cock inside of me. My nose was pressed deep in his pubes and his balls were bouncing off of my chin. The man growled as he fucked my throat, my cheeks starting to hurt as they stretched around his girth. I kept almost gagging as he forced his cock deep inside me. He didn’t care about that though, all he was focused on was getting his cock as far down my throat as he could. The lack of air getting to my brain made me weak. I felt myself just letting go, giving myself over. I was his. This man owned my body, I had no idea how true that would become. I have no idea how long he fucked my throat but spit and drool dripped from my chin coating his cock and balls completely when he finally pulled his dick from my mouth. I gasped for air, blinking up at him. He grabbed me under my arms and tossed me onto the desk chest first. My ass was now exposed and at the perfect height for fucking. If I had had any illusions of this being a tender fuck they went out the window when he kicked my feet apart and slapped his cock against my exposed hole. With one hand on my shoulder and the other on his cock, he lobbed a big glop of spit on my ass and then rubbed his cock head into it. I took a deep breath knowing what was about to happen and tried to relax into it. “You did great with the cock sucking, full marks. Now let’s see how you do taking my cock. Are you ready boy?” “Yes.” “Then tell me what you want” “I want your cock. I want you inside me! I want your load!” “Good boy.” He pressed his thick, flat cock head against my hole. The bluntness of his tip meant that my hole had to stretch almost to his full girth before he was even inside me an inch. It took a moment, and I was panting, pushing back as best I could, before he suddenly sunk what must have been almost halfway in. I shuddered and gasped, my breath coming in ragged burst. He let me get used to his cock for a moment, then dropped another big blob of spit onto his shaft and pushed further inside. This time he didn’t stop till his pubes were pressed tight against my ass. I was whimpering now. My hole had never had to stretch that fast before. It was exhilarating. “Fuck that’s a nice cunt. Warm and inviting, but it’s a little too tight for my liking, let’s see if we can’t do something about that.” After spitting one more time onto my stuffed hole he pulled his cock back, one hand on my ass the other between my shoulder blades holding me down. He pulled out slowly till it felt like just the tip was inside me and then with more force than the last time pushed his cock back in. He built up the speed pushing harder and harder into me each time. I grunted and whimpered as he worked his way to really pounding me. I pushed my ass back onto him, willing my hole to open up for him. “Good boy,” he said, slamming into me hard, “That hole is opening up into a nice loose pussy. Keep pushing it out just like that. Your cunt is never going to be the same boy.” “Please breed me Sir,” I practically shouted. “Oh I’m going to leave you dripping when I’m done turning this boy hole into a proper pussy. Don’t you worry.” He was hammering me now and I was shouting. The sound of his balls slapping against my taint filled the room. Sweat was pouring off of both of us. I felt like I stunk of sex and I loved it. I had done slutty things but felt like a new chapter. This man was judging me on how good of a bottom I was and I was determined to prove to him what a champion I was. I slammed my ass back against his thrusts making my ass clap even harder. His cock was bottoming out in me with every thrust. I alternated between pushing my hole open and trying to such him deeper and deeper. His breathing was starting to change and his pace become even more frenetic. He was getting close. My own cock, still stuffed in the pouch of my jockstrap was practically dripping with precum, but only half hard, all of my focus had shifted to this man and his cock. He was the only thing that mattered. “Spread your cheeks for me boy, I wanna see that pussy open up for me when I breed it.” I grabbed my cheeks with both hands and spread them as wide as I could. He pulled his cock completely out of my hole with a pop, and then slammed it back in again. His cock broke past my ring like that over and over again wrecking my hole. I was no longer pushing back against him. Apart from holding my cheeks apart my body had gone slack. “Im going to fill you boy.” “Please give me your load.” “Fucking take my load,” he groaned as he slammed his cock as deep as he could into me and kept it there as his balls pulled up and unloaded. His dick spasmed for what felt like ages pumping his load into me. He must have shot a gallon of cum for how long he twitched. Once his dick had stopped, he said “Stay just like that.” He pulled out slowly. I heard him grab something, heard the click of a phone camera, and then felt cold plastic on my hole. A butt plug, I knew that feeling Devin had done this to me before. My well fucked hole quickly accepted the plug inside and then held it firm. “Take a seat boy.” I straightened up and staggered to the chair I had been sitting in at the start of the interview. “You did well. Your hole bloomed into a nice pussy for me in good time. I can’t wait to see what you can do with more training.” He was back to being very businesslike, despite now being fully naked in his chair across the desk he had just bred me on. “You have made it to the next step of the interview. With each step you will learn a little more about what is expected of the bottoms in our group. You will then be tested to see if you can meet those expectations. If at any point you want to drop out you are more than welcome to do so, but know there are no second chances. Once you have said you can’t take it…” he trailed off, “but I cant see that happening with you. You can go home now. Keep the plug in your hole, and my load in your guts. You will receive a call in a few hours about the next part of your interview.” He turned to his computer ignoring me, and I realized it was time to leave. Feeling dirty and incredibly turned on I grabbed my clothes and left the room.

Ringleader: “This BareDaddy has been pestering me on and off for several months, he’s obviously turned on by the idea of being pozzed, but lacks the commitment to go through with it!” Beast: “Yes, he’s contacted me a few times without going through with it.” BigMuscle: “He’s asked me all kinds of questions including where I tend to frequent, but never directly asks to be fucked!” Beast: “We need to teach him a lesson he’ll never forget.” Ringleader: “I think the chance is coming up. He’s advertised a sauna meet-up on BBrt. I’ll ask Barelover to request an invitation. I’m sure he’ll take the bait. No one else has yet signed up and it’s only a couple of days away this Saturday. Barelover describes himself as not sure, only because he hasn’t the courage to get himself checked. We’ve all fucked him on several occasions and know how much toxic cum we’ve all poured into him!” LoadingUp: “Well I’m free this Saturday. So there’s nothing stopping me attending and shooting my high viral load inside him. I’ll check out his profile so I’ll be ready to load him.” Beast: “And I’ll teach him what sodomy is all about. He’ll reap what he sows! Or rather I’ll sow my poz seed inside his arse!” BigMuscle: You know me, I’m always ready to stick my bare cock up a neg arse and leave my gift inside someone whenever I visit a sauna.” Ringleader: “Well we’re all agreed then, between us the five of us will ensure he no longer plays around. I’ll come early to prepare him for the onslaught of you guys after Barelover has started the process of converting him!” Drew was disappointed that once again, no one had requested an invite to his sauna party, when he received a request from someone called BareLover. He was versatile like himself, but described himself as not sure of his status. After a slight doubt, Drew thought there was no harm accepting his request after all he was only being honest. Drew now started to look forward to some good bareback fun the next day. Drew arrived on time and after undressing and showering went straight to the darkroom. There in the gloom he managed to see three people. Two seemed interested at the new arrival, the third seemed happy just to watch. As one guy started to suck Drew’s cock to erection, Drew did the same for the other guy. At first this cock didn’t seem like much, but after some oral attention, it grew in Drew’s mouth to a reasonable size, albeit it somewhat skinny. Drew decided to concentrate on this guy to the detriment of the other, who’d been sucking him off and after a while he left the backroom. Drew presumed now that he was primed; he would presumably mount him with his stiff cock. But instead he was more interested in Drew fucking him. Not one to complain and ready to fuck after the other guy’s attention, Drew plunged his bare cock inside this man’s arse. Drew thrust inside again and again as his pace picked up; he was enjoying his first bareback fuck of the afternoon. The feeling of his bare cock inside the other guy’s bare hole was really turning him on. So his pace quickened further. In and out he thrust as his balls began to tense with the sensation of his bare fucking and before he knew it his cock was spewing semen inside this willing arse. Drew’s cock quickly went flaccid and he still hoped the other guy would return the favour as he offered him his own arse in return. Although he did take him up on the offer and started to fuck Drew bareback, it was only half-hearted and soon he desisted. It was then that the onlooker joined in, he seemed to whisper to the guy, presumably in encouragement. Then he prepped Drew’s hole with first one finger, then a second and finally a third. It was rather rough and considering the thin size of the guy’s cock more than enough. But the other guy had been wanking his cock back to a reasonable size and was now raring to have another chance at unloading himself into Drew. “Hi!” he said, “You must be BareDaddy, I’m BareLover. Don’t worry I’ll pour my load deep inside you!” Even though he had a thin cock, his thrusts at first were rather painful, possibly on account of the other guy’s manual ministrations. After a while though, the pain diminished and the thrill of receiving his first load of the afternoon grew. Drew could feel his cock penetrating his bare hole and looked forward to it being coated with this man’s cum. He forced his thin cock in as hard as he could eager to empty his load. When he was ready he held his cock firmly inside Drew’s arse as his toxic cum oozed out of Barelover’s cock and into Drew’s neg hole. As soon as Barelover pulled out, the onlooker took over immediately and started to feel inside Drew’s hole. “Mmm, I see you’ve had a good seeding. I think I’ll add mine too!” After finger fucking Drew quite savagely for a while he was ready to mount him and pushed his bare cock inside Drew’s ravaged bottom. No lube just the coating from Barelover’s seed. At first, this fuck was also somewhat painful until the sensation of another bare-fucking and the prospect of a second load took over in Drew’s lust to be filled. Whilst Drew was being fucked, another guy came into the darkroom and also watched this performance intensely as he wanked himself into an erect state. The new guy told the one that was fucking me “C’mon mate fill him full of your hot jizz, then it’s my turn to fuck him. At first I feared this would just put the other guy off, but instead his speed increased as did his breathing, which became very heavy and it wasn’t long before a grunt signified he was shooting his load inside. As soon as he’d pulled out, the new guy took over and plunged his cock inside Drew. “I’ll teach you what it means to be fucked bare!” he threatened. “I’m going to fuck you so fucking deep. You are going to take my load whether you want it or not!” He thrust into Drew mercilessly. Drew didn’t know whether pain or pleasure was going to win through. This guy was determined to plough Drew’s hole hard and relentlessly. “You’re going to understand what sodomy entails!” he added. He continued to verbally describe what he was doing to Drew throughout his onslaught. Finally he said “Here it comes! I'm blasting in you! "Take my load!" Drew received his third unknown poz load of the afternoon. Then Drew found himself in a hiatus, his three suitors had all dumped and gone and the darkroom was empty. Drew was more than satisfied with having already received three loads, when the onlooker returned with another guy wearing a large towel. Had this guy deliberately brought someone else to fuck Drew? When he dropped his towel Drew was surprised at how big this man’s cock was, especially because it was only semi-erect. Drops of precum were dripping from the tip. In lust, Drew grabbed his cock and began sucking it. He was also mindful that when fully erect he wondered whether he would be able to accommodate such a large member, so he could satisfy his craving by sucking him dry. But when the guy was fully erect, he lubed up and said to Drew “You got poppers?" To which Drew replied "yes." Then he said, "good ‘cause you're gonna need them," He started teasing Drew’s hole with the head of his cock. His huge tip began pushing against his hole. Suddenly, he pushed harder and the head disappeared inside Drew’s arse. He pulled back slightly then forward and another two inches went in and Drew cried out. He pulled back almost all the way out and pushed forward again. Yet there was about four inches still not inside of him. “Take it out! Take it out! It hurts!” Drew yelled before sniffing heavily on his poppers and eventually with this loosening and the guy’s insistent onslaught he drove his raw cock fully into his hole straight down to his balls. It hurt like hell but felt so good at the same time. Now this guy mercilessly ploughed Drew’s already ravished hole, still sore from the previous bare fucks. When it was time for him to come he pushed his huge dick as far inside Drew’s hole as he possibly could and let his cock pump his toxic load deep within. Whilst this was happening another stocky guy had entered the darkroom and was seemingly acknowledged by the other guy who’d brought this big dick guy in. Had he invited another person to take Drew’s hole? Whilst the big dicked guy was pumping his load inside Drew, so this guy was pumping his cock hard to get it to full erection, He was clearly intending to fuck Drew as soon as the other guy had finished dumping his load. Indeed when he’d finished, this new guy came over and whispered into Drew’s ear “I’ve been looking forward to seeding you for the last two days!” (Obviously, thought Drew, he’d seen the advert but not requested an invite, but had still turned up today.) He continued, “I’m so worked up, I don’t think I’ll last long inside you. I’ll load you up quickly!” It was indeed true, almost as soon as he’d mounted Drew and forced his cock inside, he was unloading into him. But what a load, this guy kept coming and coming. His cum started pouring out of Drew’s hole and down his perineum and trickled down Drew’s balls. There was so much that cum kept squelching out in great spurts at regular intervals. It was so messy Drew decided he had to go to take a shower to clean up. Whilst he was taking his shower, Drew noticed the stocky guy also showering; the one who’d just unloaded so much spunk into him. His cock was still dripping with spunk, which he washed off in the shower. But when he turned round to wash his back, Drew got the shock of his life when he saw the unmistakeable tattoo branded between his shoulders. But this got Drew thinking further. This guy had said he’d been wanting to seed him for a couple of days. He knew the guy who now Drew thought seemed to have orchestrated the whole affair. In all probability they were all positive. Didn’t the verbal beast threaten to teach him what barebacking meant? Hadn’t the first guy who contacted him, BareLover, who’d described himself as ‘Not Sure’, been encouraged by that guy to continue with the fucking until he came. Wasn’t the big dicked guy brought in to fuck him by this same ringleader? As this point Drew realised that his sauna party had been hijacked by a team of pozzers, whose only goal was to convert him. If you've enjoyed this story please like it and I always appreciate comments about the story from you guys.

I agree with this and with tallslenderguy's "mind fuck" model of submission. I've discovered that there is something primal in me that shows up when I'm being used well. The first time I growled and aggressively pushed back onto the man's cock I was startled. I think dominants are at their most powerful when they are inside their submissive's mind and body and using their skills to make the sub *want or need* to explore new territory with and for him. It's analogous to martial arts in my mind. There are plenty of showy martial arts moves, but they all leave you open in glaring ways to other attacks. The most effective moves are more contained and less impressive to watch. So with Dom/sub -the showiest dominants, the ones who perform their domination, are not the ones that draw subs like me. I don't know what surprises are coiled up inside me waiting for a dominant to stroke and release them. I'd hope that each would be like a surprise for them whether it makes me into a writhing force of nature, or as supple and relaxed as a cooked noodle.

I like all holes hairy or smooth, for the really hairy holes a little trimming helps reduce the irritations from the long hairs. When it come to asslips the more pronounced the better. Be still my heart If it looks like a gaping pussy even at rest. Love sucking on them and feeling those lips drag on my cock as I long stroke you cunt.

My life goal is to be spit-roasted as much as possible. Daily would be ideal. I'm usually a gloryhole pig, but spit-roasted means I get some booty pleasure out of it, too. I esp. love it when the 2 guys switch back and forth -- ass-to-mouth is nice and humiliating to me. I love to sit on one cock and ride it cowgirl with another cock (or even 2) in my mouth. And a cock in each hand if possible. And a hard dickhead rubbing each of my nipples, too. Wait, what was the question here? I forgot and started wanking.

PrEP is definitely called for. I wouldn’t be secret about it either. “Because the two of you cannot abide by our rules, I am doing this to protect myself.”

I’d been away from the site for six months and hadn’t read anything since Part 36. Just came back this weekend and in the past couple days have gotten caught up with this story. Thanks so much, @losolent, for an epic, awesome story. Even after taking such a long break from the characters, they all came right back to life as if no time had passed. Each one was so distinctive that I didn’t have trouble remembering who was who. In fantasy world, this would make for the best miniseries ever! LOL Look forward to what you come up with next. Thanks again. 🙂

At least three times a week I get the irresistible urge at lunchtime to spend it in a nearby suckatorium near my work and spend my entire lunch break sucking off cock. I don't have the opportunity to douche so I just go into a booth and suck off every cock that comes through the hole. Being addicted to cum and cock in my arse or my mouth I just love going back to work with the taste of three or four loads of seed in my m outh. It is busy at lunchtime with city workers wanting their meat looked after and I am more than happy to spend the hour on my knees sucking their cocks and swallowing their loads. Best lunch on the planet for me.

Chapter 32; *Todd possessed Part 1* Todd looked intently deep into my eyes for my response to his suggestion of inviting evil Demons into my home to fuck me. He could see that I was so exhausted and weary from my lack of sleep and strong seroconversion that I was unable to process the concept properly, so, already being in control of the situation he continued to take the lead. He instructed me to go from my kneeling position to being sat on the floor with my legs as a Buddha would. He got his rucksack which was basically his bag of tricks, and placed it next to me, and the first item he took out from it were several black candles with a reversed pentagram near the bottom of each on. He placed them around the room lighting each one. He then sat in the same position right in front of me, and removed his 6mm PA from his Dick. Next item from his bag of tricks was a small plastic bag with a stainless steel ring and 6 separate pieces that were very sharp pointed spikes. He inserted the ring into his PA piercing, then one by one carefully screwed in each spike into the steel ring. - That would completely tear me to pieces, Sir. He said nothing, just simply looked at me giving me an intense depraved smirk. Next from the bag was a red marker pen, and he got me to write on his body, starting from his chest down to his stomach the following; Give Me Your Cunt! - If a Demon does present himself to you, you WILL surrender your cunt for his pleasure. This message on my body is a clear reminder for you to do this, because Todd won't be here in this realm to tell you what to do. Finally from his bag he took out a book which looked extremely old, was very tatty, and had a picture of a Baphomet on the cover. Placing it in front of him he opened it, and using one hand kept the pages open, and his other hand on the seroconversion rash on my chest. With Ramon's red lamps that were still on and the candles I could just make out the style of the written words in the book. I couldn't help but feel they were not from a modern day language, but more that of an ancient language. THEN ... ... Reading from the book Todd began to chant. Yes, that certainly was something that was spoken tens of thousands of years ago. How was he managing to understand it, let alone read it? And speak it!?!? Immediately the room became very cold with my nipples responding by standing to stiff to attention. My skin remained red hot from my fever, but the resulting conversion sweat on my skin suddenly turned ice cold. He hadn't been chanting long when he turned the book around so the pages were facing me. I looked and thought; 'what on earth is that language I am seeing'. - PiG, place your right hand on the right hand page, and repeat 3 times; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. I put my hand on the page, and as soon as I did I felt this very strange energy surge through my entire body. As I stared at the written language I could not in away way shape of form comprehend I trembled; - PiG, look at me [ I looked up from the book to his eyes ] ... Good boy PiG. Now say that sentence 3 times. Say it. SAY IT! As he said that his jaundiced eyes and contorting mouth gave an intense look of depravity. I trembled again. I looked back down at the book; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. No sooner had the words fell from my mouth my living room windows blew open, even though there was not even as much of a gentle breeze outside. The candles flickered, and I heard Todd begin to make really strange sounds. I looked up at his face again, and his eyes has literally rolled into the back of his head. They were now just a pure cream colour. His hands lay on his thighs as his head swung from side to side, mouth contorting as these primitive noises came from his throat. I uttered for the second time; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. Having said it for the second time Todd's primitive noises became louder and more wild, AND ... I now began to feel multiple pairs of ice cold hands molest my fevered body. But, there was no one present that I could see. I suddenly heard a voice demanding I repeat for the third and final time, and its demands were repetitive, and each time became more and more authoritative with their tone. I took a deep breath; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. Todd let out an almighty primitive shriek, then went completely silent. I immediately began to feel quite a bit better, with strength returning within seconds, with my instinct seeing me return to my kneeling position. I looked at Todd. His eyes had returned to normal position so once again his pupils and Iris' were visible. However, his expression was completely and utterly dead. Nothing! - Todd? [ I said meekly ] His eyes then animated, but, they were not of Todd. This HIV-Gono-Hep C stud was possessed! By what I do not know. My attention was brought down to his Dick which was most definitely now at least 5" inches longer than his normal size, and triple his normal girth. The veins in his Dick also seemed to be bulging so much I thought they were about to burst. The Gono flow, well that was now flowing out in a continuous steady stream, trickling down his throbbing demon-possessed shaft. And the 6 extremely sharp looking spikes to his temporary PA glistened in the fire-glow red lamps / candle lit darkened living room. Again I looked to his face. He snarled which frightened me, which caused me to instinctively place my hands behind me, and begin to crawl backwards. He jumped to his feet in less than a blink of an eye. Suddenly he seemed to have become super agile. I continued to crawl backwards, and as I did he slowly followed me, with his brand new demon Dick throbbing and heavily spilling out pus, whilst snarling all the while. This continued until we had gone from the living room and I was at the foot of my bed, with no where else to go. What was he going to do to me?

The final part, "Bart and the Party", is below. [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/5454 * * * Bert found that he was very sore after his encounter with Jeff and Karl. Not only was his anus and the surrounding area sore and tender, but he found other muscles throughout his body were sore from the unaccustomed movements and positions associated with coupling with the two men. Bert did not spend much time assessing what he'd done from a moral standpoint. He vaguely suspected that if he allowed himself to dwell on his actions, that he'd only end up by despising himself and he reasoned that he did not want to end up feeling bad over something that had in reality provided him with unbridled pleasure. Several weeks quickly passed by. Bert was very busy with work and had hardly a spare moment to himself. He thought of the episode with Jeff and Karl frequently, but was not tempted to call Jeff because he did not have the opportunity to slip away, even for a few hours. At last though, work did slow down, and when his wife reminded him that she and the children would be flying back east to visit her parents for a week, Bart's mind was immediately drawn back to thoughts of Jeff. Bert pondered if he would call Jeff, or would he resist and put his encounters behind him forever? Bert shortly had his answer. Bert saw his family safely off at the airport on a Friday afternoon. After his wife called later that evening to confirm their safe arrival, Bert immediately dialed Jeff's number. Jeff picked up his phone almost immediately and seemed genuinely pleased that Bert was calling. They chatted for a few minutes, about nothing in particular. Bert indicated his family was out of town. Jeff, it turned out, was on his way out the door to a party. "Hey guy, think you'd be up to going with me?" Jeff asked. "It's going to be fun." "Well, I don't know if I should." Bert hesitated, pondering on all the variables. Suppose someone there knew him? How would he handle that? "Come on, it's just a small group of my gay friends. They're all great guys, you don't have anything to worry about." "Okay, I'll go." Bert said impulsively. His desire to see Jeff again was over-riding his feelings of caution. "Cool, meet me at my place. You remember how to get here?" "Sure, give me about half an hour or so." "Okay, ciao." Bert drove over to Jeff's house and pulled up alongside Jeff's car in the driveway. Jeff seemed to be in a hurry, as he was waiting inside his car and motioned for Bert to join him in his car. Bert hopped in and Jeff quickly backed out of his driveway and soon Bert found they were traveling along the highway. "So, how have you been?" Jeff asked Bert, his hand lightly squeezing Bert's knee. "I've been pretty good. Working my ass off as usual. You're looking pretty good." "Thanks. We're going to have a good time tonight. You'll like my friends." The two men chatted about work and sports during the drive. Bert didn't pay much attention to where they were going, but soon realized they were in a very well-heeled part of the city and presently they pulled up into the impressive looking entrance of an exclusive community. Jeff quickly punched in a code on the security keypad and the gates swung open. "I wonder if these walls and gates really reduce crime?" Bert asked as the car proceeded forward on the well lit street. "Well, I suppose they might slow it down a little." Jeff responded as he guided the car into a visitor parking area and pulled into a space. "We're not allowed to park on the streets. Where we're headed is pretty close." Jeff said as he got out and locked the car. They walked about a block and turned a corner and Bert saw they were headed towards an impressive looking two-story home, rather formal in design that was situated on a 2 acre lot. The entire back yard was surrounded by a tall, solid privacy fence and as the two men drew closer, Bert could hear the voices of people talking and laughing and the unmistakable sounds of splashing in a pool coming from the back of the house. They walked up the drive to the front door. As Jeff rang the bell, he shot a sly, sideways glance at Jeff and smiled. "Uh, by the way, in case I forgot to tell you, this is nudist event." "What?!" Jeff smirked wickedly and gave a throaty laugh at the shocked look that crossed Bert's face. "Asshole," muttered Bert as he directed an angry glare at Jeff. Jeff laughed again as the door swung open. A man with silver-gray hair peered out from the behind the door, his eyes twinkling behind the wire frames of the glasses he was wearing. "Hello there Jeff, and this must be your friend," the man opened the door wider and beckoned them to enter, "You're the last to arrive, but the party just got started." Jeff indicated that Bert should step forward, and Bert crossed the threshold into the large and impressive entrance hallway of the home. His eyes swept quickly over luxurious marble flooring, sleek columns that flanked a designer staircase and then he glanced into a living room that was graced with wood flooring, and tasteful, understated furniture artfully arranged with an area rug in front of a fireplace. Bert turned slightly until his eyes came to rest on the nude man who had opened the door. Bert placed him at about 55 years of age, very well preserved and in good shape. He was rather short and slim, but not too thin. His chest hair was gray, as was his pubic hair though it was somewhat darker. He was possessed of a rather pendulous set of genitals, his scrotum was loose and topped by a uncircumcised penis that was very relaxed and bobbed and swayed with his movements. Jeff promptly introduced him to their host. "Bert, this is Dave, a very good friend of mine. I've known Dave and his husband Bob for 20 years." Bert shook hands with Dave, and tried to rid himself of any feelings of embarrassment. It felt odd to be shaking hands with a naked man he'd never met before. "It's very nice to meet you Bert. Jeff, you want to show him wear to hang his clothes up? I'll be at the bar if you need anything." Dave was rather effeminate and he swayed rather like a woman as he swept away to the back entrance of the house. Jeff led Bert through to a room that was conveniently equipment with clothes racks and quickly they slipped out of their clothing. Bert lingered a moment while hanging up his shirt, and felt a flutter of nervousness in the pit of his stomach. Jeff stepped behind him, and hugging him lightly, he nuzzled Bert's neck and murmured "You going to be okay?" "Yeah," Bert sighed, enjoying the warmth of Jeff's body against his back and buttocks, "I just feel a little weird." "It'll be okay. We're going to have fun." Jeff led Bert through the house and they headed out the back door into a dimly lit patio area. There was a wet bar, with snacks and glasses arranged invitingly. Dave presided over the bar and handed them both a daiquiri and they wandered over to a table. Bert estimated there were about a dozen or so of nude men in the back yard, either sitting and talking around the patio area or in the pool and a Jacuzzi. They were all of various ages, all in relatively good shape, some more so than others. Bert was relieved there were no real gym buffs present, just regular looking men with average to good looks. Bert nervously sipped his drink and tried to relax. Presently a few men came up and spoke pleasantly to Jeff, one of the men was Bob, Dave's partner, who in turn introduced the men to Bert. They seemed to be completely unconscious of their bodies and as they conversed Bert was able to look at their nudity with only a little embarrassment, even as the men in their turn looked over Bert's trim and fit body with appreciation. One man approached that Bert recognized instantly: It was Karl. "Hello Bert!" Karl said, smiling as he held out his hand. "How the hell have you been?" "I'm doing great," Bert responded. "Is your house finished up by now?" "Oh yeah, took the assholes long enough, but they finally got it done." "That's good." "So," Karl stood closer to Bert so that his crotch was at eye level with Bert's face, "You're here to have fun tonight?" "Um, yeah, I guess," Bert said, glancing quickly at Karl's penis, which he could plainly see was very relaxed, and while not erect, it was at least semi-erect. "Cool." Karl swept a hand down across Bert's chest, and then leaned forward and caressed Bert's taut and closely held genitals, "I'll see you guys later." Bert had blushed a little during Karl's touch and looked around to see if anyone had been watching them but no one seemed in the least concerned or interested. He felt himself relaxing a bit more. His penis had relaxed too, as a downward glance had confirmed. Bert felt a little less self-conscious about his nudity. "Why don't you go soak in the Jacuzzi for awhile," Jeff indicated the unit which had a small boardwalk leading up to it. It was set some distance from the patio and was surrounded by various plantings. "It'll help you to relax a bit. You look a little uptight." This was said with a glance at Bert's still rather contracted genitals. "Don't you want to come too?" Bert asked. "I'll be over later, you go ahead." Bert nodded his assent and left his drink at the table after another sip and headed over to the unit. It was bubbling invitingly and he gratefully sank into its warm water and allowed the jets to massage his back. He sat for several long minutes until the pump shut down. He started to get up. "Wait, I'll reset the timer." This came from a man that Bert hadn't yet been introduced to. He was a bit taller than Bert, stocky without being really fat, he had a wide chest, a rather thick waist with just a hint of a paunch and beefy, muscular buttocks and legs. The man reset the timer and then climbed into the tub. Bert stole a quick look at his crotch as he climbed in. He had a modest looking penis, along with an averaged sized scrotum. He settled onto a seat and closed his eyes. "I'm Brian, by the way. I don't think I've seen you here before have I?" "No, this is my first time here. I'm Bert." "Nice to meet you." "And you." "And so you came with Jeff?" "Yeah." "He's a nice guy." "Yeah, he is." "Are you two an item?" "Oh no, we're just friends." "He throws a mean fuck. I take it you're a bottom?" Bert raised an eyebrow. He wasn't sure if he wanted to discuss the subject with someone he met less than five minutes ago. "Well, I'm not too experienced with all of this." Brian opened one eye and looked over at Bert. "He's fucked your ass, right?" "Yeah." "Well, then I'd say you're probably a bottom. Jeff's a strict top." Bert shrugged. "You're new at this huh? Jeff loves fucking newbies." Brian said in an off-handed manner that for some reason rather rankled with Bert. "I don't know what I am, at the moment." Bert retorted, not feeling very comfortable with the direction of Brian's remarks. "It's cool, don't worry about it.' The heat of the Jacuzzi was starting to feel uncomfortable to Bert, made more so with his irritation with Brian's comments. After a few more minutes, he mentioned that he needed to take a dip in the pool to cool off a bit. Brian nodded sleepily in response. Bert left the Jacuzzi, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Brian opened his eyes as he was stepping out of the tub and checked out his crotch. Bert took his time getting out and allowed Brian to look at him all he wanted. Bert then walked to the shallow end of the pool and waded in. Despite the fact that the pool was heated, it still felt very cool as he walked in and he began to swim energetically back and forth across the width of the pool to warm up a bit. There were two or three other men enjoying the water too. Bert avoided looking at them as he entered the water. The water was actually very pleasant and after he became accustomed to the temperature of the water. He swam contentedly and relaxed. Presently several other men came splashing into the pool, some talking quietly and laughing. Others were kissing each other amorously and groping each other in the water. A couple left the main group and approached Bert and introduced themselves as Mike and Jim. "You came with Jeff, didn't you?" Mike asked. "Yes." "Looks like he's having a good time already." Jim added, with a nod of his head towards the Jacuzzi. Bert turned and looked at the Jacuzzi and was absolutely stunned to see that Jeff had mounted Brian, the man he'd been talking to earlier and was vigorously thrusting into his body. Brian was leaning over the edge of the tub, his legs spread and his buttocks thrust back. His eyes were closed and his mouth open in a rictus of pain and pleasure. His penis was limp and bobbed back and forth with the movements of Jeff's steady thrusting. Jeff's eyes were closed too, and his face had a determined, almost cruel expression that Bert wasn't sure he liked. There was surprisingly little sound, just a faint slap of Jeff's body as it pounded against Brian's buttocks. No one at the party seemed to pay much attention to this scene. Bert, aroused, and for some reason alarmed all at the same time, looked away. Since Jeff was having sex with Brian, Bert reasoned that his chances of having sex with Jeff himself were rapidly evaporating. Sex with Jeff was the reason, after all, that he had called Jeff in the first place. He started to have definite feelings of disappointment and wondered when Jeff would be ready to go home. "Should have brought my own car," Bert grumbled to himself. Mike & Jim seemed inclined to continue their chatting, but Bert, suddenly not in a mood to be sociable politely excused himself to go find a bathroom. Bert made his way out of the pool, and found that he was a little chilly. He grabbed a towel from a stack conveniently sitting on a small table and dried off his dripping body as quickly as he could. Then he went to ask Dave, who was still at his post at the bar where he could find a bathroom and was directed to one on the ground floor of the house. Bert glanced once more at the Jacuzzi and saw that Jeff was still continued his determined thrusting into Brian's body. He turned and walked into the house. Bert quickly located the bathroom which was down a long hallway. After using the toilet and washing his hands, he opened the door and nearly ran headlong into Karl, who was standing just outside the door. "Whoa!" Bert exclaimed as he brought himself up short. "Hi," Karl said, his voice low and husky. "How are you?" "Um, I'm fine, how are you?" Bert asked uncertainly. "Oh, I'm doing okay." Karl place his right hand on Bert's chest, and then allowed it to drift downwards until it enveloped Bert's slowly hardening penis. "Ummm," Bert moaned a little as Karl's hand continued to expertly manipulate his organ. "Let's go down here," Karl invited, grasping Bert's arm and leading him down the hallway into a darkened room that turned out to be a small bedroom. Karl quickly pushed Bert down onto the bed and slid Bert's erect organ into his mouth. Bert gasped with the sudden pleasure, and leaned back on the bed as Karl easily engulfed his 6 inches and swirled his tongue around Bert's sensitive glans. Presently, Bert felt a spit soaked finger circle his anus. Karl then started probing inside, first with one thick finger, then with two, which was truthfully not always pleasurable, but Bert remained still and allowed the fingers to wedge one way, then the other, inside of his tight anal cavity. Then came three fingers, stabbing and circling, widening, and wiggling. Bert gasped and squirmed a little under this increased assault, the ring of his anus was burning but Karl held him firmly and bobbed his head up and down on Bert's stiff organ. Finally, with torturously slow precision, Karl lifted his mouth from Bert's throbbing penis and adjusted his body above Bert's. Karl guided his rigid, thick organ which he had lubricated with his own saliva into the area occupied by his thick fingers, then he withdrew his fingers and just as quickly, penetrated, and before Bert could really prepare himself, the thick helmet of Karl's blunt bullet-shaped penis was already deeply inside of him. Karl firmly slid his penis home, stretching Bert's anus thickly and painfully which caused Bert to gasp. Karl almost immediately began to thrust in and out of Bert's body. Bert clenched his eyes shut fiercely and endured as much as he could before crying out.. "Fuck, stop! You're hurting me! Oh, shit, shit!" "Sh, it's okay, I won't move anymore until you tell me to." Bert grimaced with pain as a sharp cramp took possession of his anal area. True to his word, Karl remained motionless as he waited for Bert to indicate he was okay. Gradually, the searing pain in Bert's anus dimmed somewhat, and he sighed cautiously, not entirely trusting Karl to remain still. Karl heard the low sighing sound that meant that Bertwas feeling better, and he felt his own organ lurch with desire. Bert was now looking into Karl's eyes with a face that was flushed with the mixture of his pain and desire. Slowly, cautiously, Karl began to thrust, ever watchful of Bert's expression. Soon, he was thrusting rapidly, and Bert's hips were unconsciously thrusting to meet his own as the two men both moved together in synch in the ancient dance of male sexual need. As Bert continued to relax and loosen up, Karl thrust ever more vigorously. Finally, throwing Bert's legs up on his shoulders, Karl began hammering into Bert with a long session of hard, deep thrusts that was satisfying to both of them. Finally, just as Bert began to feel that he was going to have to ask Karl to stop, Karl could no longer hold back and gasped and gave a long groan of pleasure as his seed spurted fitfully into Bert's rectum. The two men lay quietly coupled together. Bert did not orgasm, but never-the-less, he felt satisfied. After several more minutes, Karl got up and told Bert to have a good weekend and left the room. Bert rested quietly for a few more moments, then got up himself and found the bathroom and cleaned up. As he was leaving the bathroom, he noticed that most of the men had come into the house from outside, and that most of them were coupling up in groups of twos and threes. Bert looked around for a few seconds and located Jeff, who was locked in a passionate kiss with another guy. Bert really did want to go home now. He was pondering how to interrupt Jeff when he suddenly saw Mike and Jim quickly approaching him. He pretended not to see them, and seeing a dark entryway with stairs leading downwards, he decided to duck down the stairs for a few minutes to hide out from the couple. It didn't work, and Bert instantly realized that he'd made a mistake because as he went down the stairs, he realized he would be easily cornered. The stairs were carpeted, but even so he could hear the soft footfalls of the two men as they followed him. "Hey Bert, where ya goin' man?" Mike asked in a half-whisper. "Um, I'm just doing a little exploring." Bert nervously responded, but in a more normal tone of voice than Mike's. "Were you looking for the playroom?" Jim asked. "Um, I don't know, what playroom?" "This one." Mike said, and swung open a door on the right side of the hallway. Bert went to the door and looked inside. There was a sling suspended from the ceiling, and a bed. The cuffs on the wall at the head of the bed immediately caught Bert's eye. He felt the blood leaving his face. This was the room where he had been raped! Bert fell backwards with a small, strangled cry. Mike and Jeff both caught him and propelled him into the room. "We're going to fuck your ass man." "No, I want to leave now. Let go of me!" Bert said firmly, trying to shake off the men's hands. Mike's hand dug fiercely into Bert's arm. "I said we're going to fuck you, and all you need to do is be quiet. You came down here looking for the playroom, and now you've found it so don't get coy with us man." Working quickly, the two men had Bert chained and suspended in the sling before he knew what was happening. His legs were spread and he was mounted by Mike who slid his long organ deeply inside of Bert and didn't pause for a second even though Bert gasped and cried out for him to slow down because of the pain. Mike thrust ever more violently and cruelly and took a long time to reach his climax. Bert was moaning with pain by the time the man was done using him. Immediately after Bert felt Mike's semen jetting into his lower bowel, Mike withdrew and was immediately replaced by Jim who proceeded to thrust without any restraint wildly into Bert's body. Jim didn't take as long to reach his orgasm, and soon he was moaning lustfully as he spent himself inside of Bert's tight cavity. The two men left Bert in the sling and then exited the room, despite Bert's pleas to let him loose. Soon, Bert heard more men approaching...

Part 14 - Trophies and Revelations The two photos went viral within hours of them being published and Brad sat there the following morning laughing with Marcus as no one had a clue that Brad was the Mysterious Model. It was this that gave Marcus an idea that would again break the mould at the IMA in a few weeks. I had been worried that something might change in Brad now it was public knowledge that he was gay, indeed it wouldn't take long for us to be known as the hottest gay couple from the media perspective. To his credit he took it in his stride but was desperate to go back home for us to have some alone time. There were a few paparazzi hanging around the gates of Jacob's place but the house afforded us enough privacy. Marcus looked at Brad "Your not overly concerned about this are you?" he asked him. "No" Brad replied and looked over at me "I love Tom more than anything Marcus" he said facing Marcus again. Marcus pulled the first photo of Brad and I out of a folder "This is photo that is going to win" he said. Brad smiled "I remember it well" he replied "how do you know it is going to win?" Brad asked. "We get told before the ceremony" he said "but you must not say anything, only Jacob and I know" he implored. Brad nodded "I have a feeling you want me to go to this award thing?" he said looking up at Marcus. Marcus grinned "Could be the big reveal, I want to recreate it on the stage" he said waiting for Brad's response. "But that will ruin your Mysterious Model thing" Brad replied laughing then stopped seeing Marcus's serious look. "I will pay you handsomely as a severance, you know your retiring from modelling" Marcus explained. Brad looked at him "And if I want to do the occasional ones?" he asked. Marcus smiled at him "That would be the best present you could give and you will still get paid" he replied. Brad leaned back in his chair looking at me "I will do it, but I am doing it for Tom mostly" he said quietly. Marcus nodded "Let's keep this between us, Jacob and Eddie" he replied and Brad nodded. Sean was staying in NY and the rest of us flew back to Medina for a few days. Brad had to work a couple of days back at his fathers business before the weekend and Joshua was preparing his family to give them the news he was moving to NY with Sean, Jacob generously brought them a nice pad just off Central Park he mad sure it had plenty of bedrooms to entertain guests, mostly us as he knew how close our friendship was. Saturday turned in to a blazer with clear blue skies as far as the eye could see, Brad and I headed down to the river to escape for the afternoon. Brad laid a blanket out on the bank of the river and I carried the hamper over and set it down with a couple of books, Brad stripped off and went for a dip in the river to cool off. I stripped down to the jacob strap I was wearing, it was becoming kind of a habit now to wear one, and I laid down on my back catching some sun. "That's so refreshing" Brad said returning and sitting by me. I opened one eye to look at him "I might go in later" I replied as Brad ran a finger up along my chest. I smiled with my eyes shut "I'm going to fuck you Tommy" he said in his Texan accent. I giggled feeling him moving closer, I remained silent as his warm breath flowed over my lips acting like magic they parted slightly inviting him. Taking the cue Brad slipped his tongue in to my mouth and quickly positioned his legs in between mine easing them apart and hooking them around his waist as he moved his legs up higher around my ass. I pushed my head back and moaned feeling his cock opening my hole and jabbing until the head worked it's way inside of me. My eyes opened and looked up in to his, I slipped my hand around the back of his neck pulling him down to kiss me as he pushed the entire length of his cock deep in to me. Placing his arms either side of my head he kissed my cheek and whispered in to my ear 'I want to marry you Tom' he said then pushed his hips up hard giving me the full force of his penetration. I moaned louder and arched my back as my step-brother began to make love to me on the banks of the Medina river. Kissing me harder I could see the sweat glistening on his forehead as I held on to his neck for dear life, the taste of him, the feel of him inside me, his body touching mine felt like life had given me the best lover and friend I could want. My legs rubbing up against his thighs and waist as he continued fucking me slow and soft then deep and hard, my cries of excitement drowned out by the babbling water over the pebbles against the shore. Our eyes locked on each other feeling his body tensing up, a drip of sweat landed on my cheek as he raised his head, grunted and pushed up hard with his hips to get deeper in to me releasing his seed. Collapsing forward Brad kissed me through his orgasm, my legs squeezing around his body pulling him in deeper. I stroked his back as he laid on top of me kissing my neck 'You want to be mine forever' I quietly asked, he raised his head and looked me in the eye 'Yes'. "I thought you two would be here" Joshua said appearing and startling us "Never thought you would be doing that". Brad chuckled and looked up "Take your clothes off and join us" he said. "Hi Joshua" I said pushing Brad off of me on to his back. Joshua stripped quickly and jumped at the chance "I miss Sean" he said getting in the middle of us. I slipped on top of him "We can help with that" I replied as Joshua giggled. "I thought I was going to be the one to fuck you" he said stroking my face. I smiled down at him "Maybe later, but for now I want you" I replied. Brad kneeled up and pushed his cum covered cock in to Joshua's mouth and he seemed to purr in delight. I raised his legs and dived in rimming his ass and coating it with my saliva for a few minutes before resting his legs on my shoulder and leaning forward my cock penetrated him. He cry stifled from his mouth full of Brad's cock. Joshua hand reached up and gripped on to my nipple where he started to tease it delicately, my hips undulated allowing my cock to caress the inside of his ass slowly picking up speed every time he pinched my nipple harder. I was already on the verge of orgasm from Brad fucking me so quickly I gripped Joshua's legs holding them against my body to help control my orgasm. The rush I felt was overwhelming as my cock exploded inside him. Slowly I pulled out feeling light headed from the adrenaline rush, collapsing by the side of Joshua we kissed as Brad slipped in between his legs, Brad's cock was hard and slipped effortlessly in to Joshua. Hot and exhausted the three of us laid there chatting and swimming the rest of the afternoon. Joshua had been quiet for several minutes staring up at the sky as the sun sunk lower behind the trees. "Is something wrong Joshua?" I asked leaning over him. He look up at me "Scared Tom, this whole move to NY and living with Sean" he replied confessing to us. Brad sat up "You love him don't you?" he asked. Joshua nodded "Yes of course but it is a big change". "I felt the same when I went to LA, but with you it is different you have Sean there" I said to him reassuringly. Joshua sat up "But you will both come and stay with us?" he asked looking between Brad and I. Brad laughed "Of course, I don't think we can give up and sleeping with you two" he said. I nodded "Importantly you are friends and Sean well he is family, and you have to come here and stay". Joshua smile and laid back down "Promise me we will remain friends I like you both so much" he asked. "We will, we should head back are you coming to the ranch?" I asked Joshua. "If you don't mind I would like to spend the night, let the family cool down about me moving" he replied. Brad stood up "You never need to ask Joshua, anyway I want to enjoy seeing you fuck Tom" he replied grinning. That evening we facetimed Sean who was having dinner with James since Eddie was out of town. Sean was excited as his workout wear had been picked up by several major retailers already. His biggest news was that Gio wanted to teach him everything about fashion design seeing massive potential in him. The rest of the weekend slipped by quickly and Joshua left to go home Sunday evening as he was flying back to NY on Monday morning. On Wednesday I was surprised that Brad was flying out with me to the IMA, we stayed at Jacob and James's house again, Joshua and Sean were staying in their Central Park apartment, Mike was flying in to meet up with Steve who was now on the verge of leaving Manon International as he wanted to spend more time with Mike, they would be staying with Joshua and Sean. Our parents were flying up Friday morning and staying with us at Rosewood. Wednesday evening Steve gave Patty the slip and joined Mike, Joshua and Sean, Eddie and James as they drove out to Rosewood for dinner. He was still my first real gay friend and one I had come to love in so many ways so seeing Steve was always a big deal for us both. We walked around the grounds of Rosewood chatting. "She keeps asking if you would work again with her" Steve said as we stood looking at the mansion. I smiled "She doesn't give up easy" I replied looking at him "I guess I should as I owe my life to her". Steve chuckled "She is always good at spotting talent" he replied putting his arm around me. "What about you though?" I asked Steve "I mean does she know your leaving?". Steve looked at me "Yeah, she was actually quite sad about me leaving but she understands" he explained. "If Jacob agrees tell her I will do a shoot for her only with Eddie though" I said relenting to her persistence. Jacob did agree and Eddie said he would do it, to say she was pleased was an understatement. I was even more surprised when I found out that she wanted us to fly to Bora Bora to model summer beach wear. Having never done a location shoot except at Medina I was quite pleased and kept sticking it under Jacob's nose until he promised he would do a location shoot with me when things quieten down. Patty said she would meet us the day after the IMA's to talk fees and Jacob reminded me that if I win any awards I should double what she is offering. Thursday morning was a blur as Brad and I spent the morning swimming in the beautiful pool and made love several times having the pool area to ourselves at Rosewood. The Butler came out to find us and advise that the car would be taking us in to JJF's office in thirty minutes. I was happy Brad was coming with me and he explained roughly about Eddie wanting to re-stage a photo, he was pretty evasive when I probed more. Indeed he wasn't wrong when we arrived at the office Marcus had the two exact jock straps we wore, the studio blinds were down and blackout curtains up, just a hint of dappled light pointing in one direction that would illuminate the back of Brad and my face. We recreated the photo and Eddie sat there shaking his head in amazement when he looked at the picture and showed Jacob. "How the hell..." he started saying "they really are in love" he looked over at Eddie. "Tom do you think you can do that tomorrow on stage?" Marcus called over. I looked at him and shrugged my shoulders "With Brad yes, but anyone else I don't know" I replied. Friday evening was much like the launch night with the red carpet but one very big difference. Brad was sat in the limo with me as we pulled up, Jacob and Marcus exited first and we waited our cue from the doorman to exit. In many ways being with Brad I now fully understood about how known or famous I had become as he kept pointing out from limo the number of people holding banners and photos of me. Brad started biting his finger as we waited. "You haven't done that for ages" I said taking hold of his hand. I looked at Brad who smiled "Don't run off without me" he said. "Ditto" I replied "I feel sick" I said the nerves kicking in for the first time, Brad leaned over and kissed me. I stepped out to flashes and cheers from the waiting crowd and smiled, I really wanted to throw up from how nervous I was feeling on the inside, I guess it was down to overthinking how awkward this was for Brad. I turned as he stepped out of the limo, he still took my breath away, ignoring the press and crowd he looked and smiled at me. The unimaginable happened when he took my hand and we walked up the red carpet hand in hand with me to the cheers in the crowd. It was his way of reaffirming how committed he was to me. We were ushered to our table near the front and Marcus told me he has found the perfect person to recreate the photo, before I could ask he dashed off again. 15 minutes before I was due to strip down again I was taken away backstage, they waited until I was out of view before Brad went to the dressing room next to mine to change. I stood at the wings of the stage waiting, the single dappled light was pointing down flooding a small area in the centre of the stage, Eddie stood next to me talking quietly and relaxing me. I could hear the build up as location shoot of the year winner was announced, then it suddenly dawned on me why we were recreating this photo. Eddie kissed me 'deep breaths' he said. I could hear the compere talking 'It takes many hours and many photos to capture a living memory that speaks a thousand words in every language around the world. One photo captured that this year, the innocence, the love, the desire. Those are some of the words that have been used to describe how Eddie Morales captured The Model Called Tom in one frame, one moment in time. The other model, well you all know that no one knows' the crowd laughed getting the joke 'Ladies and gentlemen I give you Eddie Morales' a big cheer and standing ovation resounded around the entire room from the two thousand strong crowd. I ran through my directions and cues from Eddie talking on stage running the events of the photo, my whole body felt like it wanted to fold in on itself right now from nerves. The curtain drew back "First you need the lighting, not to bright and not to dark, enough to accentuate". "The model who is your focus" I walked on stage and stood at the centre to cheers and applause. Eddie walked over to me "Direct the model to correct position" I turned slightly to my left. "A second model that the first has a true binding connection with" I almost cried seeing him in the wings. The light went out and he walked over to me 'Only for you' he said as he placed his arms around me and we recreated the exact position quickly. "The click of the camera as you try to get that once in a lifetime shot" Eddie said as the light flashed briefly. "You then have a moment in time that will always be remembered" he finished and the light came back on. I could hear the gasps as everyone in the audience realised it was the Mysterious Model. The audience began taking pictures and clapping loudly, whistling and cheering. So it could be them cheering seeing Brad's ass exposed in the jock strap or that this was the first time a photo had ever been recreated on stage at the awards. "Ladies and gentlemen this is modelling at it's finest" Eddie said and crowd roared. Yeah I was a little aroused and tried to contain it but it was not easy when Brad was pressing his cock up hard against mine and holding me tight. The light went off and it was my queue to step forward 5 paces, a prop hand in the wing ran on and gave Brad his cowboy hat that he put on so that it covered his face. Marcus walked on stage carrying six awards as the compere announced 'Ladies and gentlemen IMA's Prestigious Life Model Capture of the year winner and Photo of the Year'. Marcus handed the awards to Eddie and myself as they crowd continued clapping, 'Ladies and gentlemen' Marcus said holding up the last two awards and the light behind us came on dimly at first but grew brighter 'I give you the third recipient of the award, the Mysterious Model you have seen in many of our shoots, Brad'. Brad took off his cowboy hat to a roaring scream of approval when they realised he was my partner (well they didn't know then he was my step-brother as well). Brad hugged Marcus and Eddie then kissed me on stage. We left the stage after several minutes of continuous applause and standing ovation. Brad leaning up against the wall pleading for water as his body shook from nerves. Changed and back at our table I ended up with a few more awards, best newcomer, international newcomer and the big one male model of the year. The party afterwards was amazing, Brad never left my side and was now being offered modelling work by various agencies. Joshua surprisingly for him was recognised and offered work which he debated about, Jacob realised what was happening offered Steve a job of managing all three of us as a separate branch of JJF as he had enough experience of managing models for Patty. I was a little tipsy by the time the party ended at 3am, not in an outrageous state like my fateful night in LA, just happy and chatty annoying as many people as I could. Champagne was okay but I stuck to orange juice mostly as did Brad. Jacob had invited Patty over to Rosewood for lunch at 2pm, the first time she had ever been invited to his sanctuary and she hoped it would be a thawing in their relationship, Steve was also invited along with Mike, Joshua and Sean. Primarily it was a business lunch where cards would be laid on the table and bargaining take place. She arrived at 2pm on the dot wearing one of JJ's dress suits as she was out to impress. She came over and congratulated me on winning the coveted model of the year, I had a feeling she was waiting for me to say it was all down to her. But I made it clear I only won because of the photographer which didn't go down to well with her. I saw Jacob give a cheeky grin from behind her before I said a thank you to her for giving me the opportunity, this appeased her somewhat. Over lunch Jacob explained that Steve was now managing my diary but carefully he ensured she understood that it would only be possible to hire me if it did not clash with JJF work and that I was happy to take on the assignment. As it was the dates she had in mind were clear and Jacob approved that he could spare me, I know it sounds like Jacob was controlling me, and he was. But I didn't mind or worry as I knew he would look after me as his prize asset. Patty, Steve and I stayed behind at the table as the others disappeared on to the terrace leaving us to talk business, Eddie was not needed as she knew his fees already. Steve went to fetch his notebook and diary that Jacob had provided him leaving Patty and I alone for several minutes. She looked at me "You know Jacob is controlling you more than I did" she said watching my reaction. I smiled "I know. He looked after me in LA" I replied "he took me out for dinner every night he was there". She raised an eyebrow "I thought you were out with Steve" she replied. "I don't hate you or hold anything against you Patty" I said "but you left me vulnerable" I looked at her. Patty nodded "I know that now Tom. Steve told me everything, I can't apologise enough" she replied looking down. "That's all you had to do Patty, apologise" I said smiling at her for the first time in ages. "Sorry, found it" Steve said rushing back in looking flustered. Patty laughed "Unlike you to be disorganised" she said to him. Steve looked at us both "Well you know a lot has happened and I am trying to get my head around it". Patty nodded "How are things with your lover?" she asked Steve. "Oh, great we have got engaged and set a date" Steve replied looking a little shocked by her question. "That is good news" she replied "So 5 days next month in Bora Bora I need two models" she said looking at Steve. Steve wrote down then looked up "What budget have you in mind? I mean Tom's fees have gone up now". Patty nodded "Business class flight and hotel and meals all paid for by client" she said as Steve continued writing. "Good, you know Eddie's fees so I guess you have budgeted that" he asked and she nodded. "Model's fees are $10k for Tom and $3k the second model" she reeled the information off. Steve tapped his pencil against the notebook "Hmmm. You have one of the top models here Patty try again" he said. Patty laughed "You worked for me way to long. I tell you what I can go to $12k as a favour" she said watching him. Steve sat back in his chair "Nice try Patty" he said waving his hand in a higher gesture. Patty looked at me "$15k that's my limit he is still inexperienced and $10k completion fee" she said. Steve glanced at the me and smiled "Okay $15k then, what about the second model who do you have in mind?" he asked. "Someone nice" I replied laughing as Joshua walked in by accident. "Oh Sorry, still get lost around here" he giggled and turned to walk out. "Him" Patty said "he was in a photo with you a while back". "Joshua" Steve called him back "How do you fancy a week in Bora Bora modelling with Tom?" he asked. Joshua turned and shrugged his shoulders "Sure" he said then casually walked out causing Patty to laugh. Steve chuckled "$5k and he is yours as well" he said and Patty nodded shaking hands with him. "Draw the contracts up I will be at the Four Seasons until Saturday" she said walking out. I looked at Steve and smiled "$15k to go Bora Bora" I said and he looked strangely at me. "Err no, $15k per day Tom" Steve replied and I sat there with my mouth open. Joshua nearly fell off his seat when found out he was about to earn $25k for his trip to Bora Bora. Well I don't need to tell you how spectacular it was in Bora Boa, finally we found some alone time having got shot of the other people travelling with us. Joshua and I shared an overwater bungalow and Eddie was next door although he spent most of his time in our room. After our return Patty told us the client was overjoyed with the results and paid us an additional bonus of $5k each. So here we are, a few years later sitting in bed in our overwater bungalow in Bora Boa, having celebrated my 24th birthday yesterday here the island with everyone courtesy of Jacob and Marcus. I never stopped talking about the place from the photo shoot I did for Patty here. Jacob had taken us on location to Europe and the Seychelles which were also amazing. I am still Tom, albeit kind of famous and Brad is sleeping at my side wearing his wedding band and now a very confident sexy man. In 6 months we move in to our own ranch house that has been built 30 meters away from the banks of the Medina river, a present from Seth and my mother to us. A lot smaller than the Medina ranch house but it still has 4 bedrooms and great big open plan family areas ideal for entertaining and a nice a pool deck that leads to a path down to the river. Brad will on occasion model with me although he now has a seat on the board of the company his father owns but only works 4 days a week. Our wedding took place in La Jolle in our beach house that Patty, Jacob and Marcus brought for us as a wedding gift having heard how much I fell in love with the place before I became famous. It was never quiet as usually when we stayed the whole gang at some point showed up, in fact Seth and my mother jetted off there most weekends when no one was there. Usually we spend 1 week a month in NY for modelling and to see Joshua and Sean and stay with them or at Rosewood. I am still cheap for Jacob $10k per day, I know ridiculous right! Once every two months I model for Patty and she now pays me $20k per day. She often ventures out of LA and comes for lunch in La Jolle with us. Ultimately I am still exclusive to JJF, Brad earns quite a bit of royalties as the dead range that he persuaded Jacob to try again still sell to this day. Jacob calls them Brad's range and he gets 80% of the profit as a thank you from Jacob. It was during the summer when I was 23 that reality hit that we had become millionaires, all down to Jacob and therefore as I said at the beginning he was one of the most influential people in my life. Brad and I don't spend much money, we just like the simple things in life and each other, it is comfortable knowing it is there if needed but as I said before I am still just Tom, small town Texan lad. Mike and Steve, well Steve is still managing JJF's models brilliantly and now had 10 to manage, he loves his job especially as he can work from home. Mike is still with his airline and is now VP of Cabin Service, they moved closer to Medina and DFW airport and have a beautiful house on a gated estate. Brad and I are all over the airline as we agreed to take part in the safety demonstration video as the airline was keen to show it's diversity. We see them every week when in Medina and often jet off to La Jolle with them. Sean is still under Gio's wing learning a lot every day, his workout wear was an instant hit and still sells in large quantities today and it has made him and Joshua quite a lot of money as well, Sean has now taken on designing some casual clothes for Man By Jacob under Gio's guidance. He continued working out and has turned out to be an incredibly sexy man with his muscle build and my god he is still amazing to have sex. They tied the knot two months after us, Joshua is now VP of Finance for Man By Jacob, he also models with JJF and Patty when a trip abroad is on the plate. The hardest part last year was Sean's decision to come to Dallas and see his family but on his insistence they had to come to a hotel in Dallas as a neutral ground. I have to admit Sean's brother was a very aggressive and arrogant person, 4 years older than Sean but he looked like Sean and just as sexy, but he has an obvious dislike of gay people. Seth had come with us but overall it had gone okay, a long way to go at patching things up but Sean's mother was upset when she found out he had married Joshua in NY without telling the family. Sean promised that next time he would bring Joshua, a few months later he did exactly that which seemed to help things along as they liked Joshua and started accepting Sean's choices in life. Sean's brother is still a work in progress as he refused to meet Sean and Joshua when they come to town, they are now on speaking terms so tiny steps on that front. Eddie and James, well they are our guilty pleasures in life, Eddie is and will always be the only photographer I will work with. Brad and I love to bottom for them when we get together. James is a self confessed fanatic for Joshua and Sean though. I guess the biggest problem people have is finding us, whenever we all go away together no one knows which room anyone is in. But at least this morning Brad and I are in the right overwater bungalow, well we did want to make love last night, just the two step-brothers totally besotted by each other.

Honestly, having administered a few forums over the years, I can say first hand that trying to deal with the idiot spammers and malware link generators rapidly becomes a full time job and is actually enough to cause many and admin to give up. It's a technological arms race that you always lose, and so ultimately the only real way to stay on top is patching (which can also be an almost full time job in itself) and restricting what new users can do. And when you do the latter on an already established site, it always causes a small amount of pain and complaints, but I am all for it, personally because it will free up Rawtop and the admins to do more of what they want to do and will help to protect the community... and I'm sure no one here wants him to throw up his arms and give up. Thanks for all you do. I know it's a ton of work.

Chapter 25; Jeff took me to his private cabin, where once inside he locked the door, just for my initiation to his way of doing things. He had me on my knees with my arse cheeks resting on my heels, and onto my head went this rubber hood. It had perspex eye pieces so I could see out, and under the nose piece was a built in urinal bowl for men to PISS into, with an inner ring gag going into my mouth so one could drink the incoming piss. He grabbed a small amber coloured dropper bottle from the ledge in his cabin, knelt before me, unscrewed the dropper, inserted it into my urethra, and squeezed the rubber tip so the contents of the dropper were pushed deep inside my piss slit. I didn't know what it was, but it was tingling. Then, he stood up, took a giant piss into the urinal bowl, to which I found myself quickly drinking his salty Golden-Piss as it gushed through the inner ring gag and directly into my mouth and down my throat. He got me to shuffle on my knees so I was now facing the locked door to his cabin, where he unlocked and threw open the door, leaving it wide open so that any passers by who wanted a piss could use me as their very own personal human urinal. I was on all fours at this point, where I was soon penetrated by Jeff's vintage Gono-HIV+ Dick, and as soon as he entered me he instructed me to get into the upright seated position, and completely relax onto his diseased-fuck-piston. For the next few hours he would fuck me, but very very slowly, taking his time savouring every part of me unlike my manic fast paced one man after another after another at my conversion gang-bang from three nights ago. As his toxic Dick moved slowly inside of my warm wet cunT his hands constantly wandered, pushing my shoulders downwards, rubbing the sides of my torso, back, and front. Pulling on my tits until the scabs fell off when they inevitably began weeping again. And regularly slapping my firm round ass cheeks. A pair of very experienced hands 40 years my senior taking their turn and time in enjoying a piece of fresh meat! During these few hours where Jeff was balls deep inside of me the entire time, several guys pissed in the urinal bowl part of my rubber hood, giving instant access to my throat and down to my stomach. The unattractive aggressive PiG who fucked me outside of the steam room had taken to taking an utterly HUGE piss in my urinal bowl. It seemed to go on for eternity! As he pissed, and pissed, and pissed some more whilst continuing to drink his Beer, Jeff reached up to the ledge in his cabin and brought down the small amber dropper bottle again, and again sliding it in deep, and *squeeze* ... Another load of tingle-juice entered. We had been playing like this for a few hours when Todd's pale-yellow gaunt face appeared, hands holding onto the cabin door frame; - Hey Jeff. How are you getting on with this new PiG in town? - Oh, hey Todd. Fucking great. He is a complete natural at clamping down on my poz Dick and massaging it with his inner cunT muscles. Jeff removed my rubber urinal hood, grabbed tightly onto my smooth round firm hips, and for the first time since he penetrated me a few hours ago began to fuck me properly, gradually picking up a steady pace. Todd saw the amber bottle dropper bottle on the ledge and took hold of it; - A-ha, up to your classic Gono-squirt trick I see Jeff. You and Chad are some of the nastiest PiGs in this City, it has to be said. He unscrewed the dropper bottle, and squirted what I now knew to be Gono-pus up his AIDS wasted cunT, followed by a few more squirts until the bottle was empty. He climbed into the cabin with us, turned around so he faced away, and commenced fingering Jeff's Gono-juice inside his hole, but not in to deep. He wanted me to be able to reach it. He raised his arms up, held onto the cabin door frame, spread his legs, and backed into my face; - Go on, eat that pus you nasTy PiG. Fucking EAT it! I grabbed hold of his thin legs, and stuck my tongue inside of his AIDS hole, and eagerly lapped up Jeff's filthy pus. As I enjoyed my meal the main man had very quickly picked up a fast speed of fucking, so I was now finding it increasingly difficult to keep still to keep eating Todd out. But that did not matter for long as Jeff pulled me back, swiveled me around, and had me lying flat on my front, followed by laying his total body weight on top of me, arms wrapped around my upper chest, with his Gono-HIV+ Dick sliding in and out of my super cum filled cunt-hole. I wasn't prepared to wait long to have this stud's virus sprayed deep into my guts, even though I had already received plenty of anonymous viral-charged seed since arriving here at the sauna; - Cum in me, PLEASE [I whimpered] He fucked me with steady rhythmic thrusts for a few short minutes, when I soon felt his pace change from a steady rhythm to stronger, harder, slower thrusts. And in this new position I had not tried before as a bottom I was also able to feel his cock swell; ☣️- Oh Yeah. Oh Yeah. Here comes my charged up viral load boy. ☣️ He took one last deep hard thrust inwards, grunted, and held that position spraying his filthy high viral load deep into my guts, as I felt every twitch of his Dick share with me his dirty seed, which I was actually also feeling coat the deep recesses of my cunT. - You got my charged up viral load boy? YEAH, you have got it now!!! Once his orgasm was finished he pulled me up onto my knees again. Remaining HARD and remaining inside of me he grabbed firmly onto my hips and carried on fucking me. Just slowly this time, slow strokes as my cum filled cunT opened up in my new kneeling position, and squelched as Jeff's Gono-HIV+ Dick and my nasTy cunT bathed in several loads of anonymous sauna stud-seed. Uncle Todd backed his AIDS ass smeared with Jeff's Gono-pus back onto my face, and I resumed my delicious meal. I was sandwiched in this position for several minutes, my cunT squelching, my mouth slurping, (all three holes; Urethra, Throat, and cunT incubating new infections with no interruptions from anyone else) as I fell in deeper into my new role as a sexually active poz-pig. Then, neighbour Edward came by;

The door opened and the first thing which hit me was the smell of unwashed bodies. There was a mirror over the bed. I looked up to see a group of old, ragged men being ushered into the bedroom by grandad. Some of them gasped and others laughed showing blackened and broken teeth as they saw me lying naked on the bed. All shapes and sizes from skinny guys with cadaverous faces to grossly fat men with drooping bodies. I saw some lick their lips as grandad said " There you go, boys. Peachy little bum on him. Get stuck in and fill yer boots!" I squirmed with shame and fear as they started to strip off, waves of sweaty, pissy body odour washing over me as they removed their filthy clothes. Then the bed sagged as they climbed onto the mattress, eager fingers digging between my cheeks and feeling the lube on my hole. I turned my head and saw grandad standing watching, a filthy grin on his face as he released his cock and began to masturbate. Hands grabbed my head and turned it to face a stiff, drooling cock. I just had time to see the sores engulfing the fat, swollen head and then it was pushed into my mouth and I had no choice but to suck it. I was sobbing with shame, and then the cock withdrew and another took its place, the pee-hole red and inflamed and I smelt the gooey discharge oozing from the tip. I tried to avoid it, but strong fingers held my head and I couldn't stop that filthy cock sliding between my lips. Grandad had moved closer to get a better view. He caught my eye and gave me a wink. "Good lad," He whispered. " You know you want it, don't you?" It was true. Despite the horrible, diseased cock in my mouth, I felt a mounting excitement. My own cock was stiff beneath my belly, and I felt overwhelming lust at this descent into absolute depravity. The bed was now covered in naked bodies licking, probing, rubbing against me. "Turn him over," Grandad said. Eager hands pulled me onto my back and I looked up into a circle of faces like something from a medieval painting - broken teeth, sores, some bald, all unshaven and smelling of sweat and filth. Strong hands grasped my erection, and I watched aghast as an old man with a huge sore beneath his nose bent and began to suck me. "Oh...oh no..." I gasped with a last awareness of my corruption, but the mouth bobbing up and down felt so good. "Just do it," Said Grandad. "Give yourself up to your true nature.. " He nudged a fat, short old man who was kneeling on the bed rubbing a fat mushroom cock. "Why don't you sit on his face?" The man grinned, scooted around the bed and squatted over me. I looked up at his smooth arsehole, smelled the odour where he obviously hadn't wiped and felt terror as he lowered it onto my face. I couldn't escape. My face was engulfed between his cheeks and I heard grandad tell me to lick it. Could I? Could I really lick it? With a sob of surrender, I poked my tongue tentatively into his hole. I heard him grunt with pleasure. He reached under and spread his cheeks, sinking onto me and forcing my tongue up into his arsehole. I knew I was lost. My cock was stiff in the old man's grasp, my face was engulfed in filthy buttocks and my tongue was deep in a dirty hole and yet I was loving every minue of it. I felt my legs being pulled up and outward and then the first stab of a blunt, slimey cock pushing into my hole. I gasped even as I licked the man squatting over me, feeling the delicious smooth rush of the cock sliding into my arse. There was excitement in the air and if anything, the smell from the crowd increased with their excitement. The man levered himself off my face and got off the bed. Hands held my legs and pinned my wrists to the bed. I looked up into the face of the man fucking me, his eyes wicked with lust. "Open...open yer mouth.." He gasped as he thrust into me. I opened my mouth, and he hawked and released a drool of phlegm which fell onto my tongue. Then he kissed me. His breath was awful but I no longer cared. He pulled back and cackled. "Nice! I can taste arsehole on your lips!" "Hurry up!" Someone said. "Don't take all day!" The man in me nodded, worked his cock harder and then let out a long gasp of pleasure as his cock throbbed in me, releasing his sperm. He sagged back and pulled out. I caught a glimpse of his cock covered in sores and realised it was the man I had sucked, but then I was turned over onto hands and knees, arse upraised helplessly as someone else mounted me and I felt another cock slide into my cummy hole. Beside the bed, grandad had lowered his trousers and pants and was bent forward being sodomised by a thin, balding man with red blotches covering his skinny buttocks and upper legs. He grinned at me as he saw my surprise " How do you think I became poz..ooff...thats nice...I take it up the arse as well." He stood up and the man slipped out of his fat arse, his cock now wet with lube. "That's enough mate. " He said "You know the deal. When you want to come, fill his arse with it." I realised the man was probably syphilitic but what could I do? I had probably already caught their diseases by now and the thought of it was exciting and shameful. The man in me made way having already cum, and the thin man got behind me. Grandad came and lay next to me, pulling my head down and kissing me. "You want it? " He whispered. "He's poz and he's got the syph. Means you will definately get knocked up and infected." I kissed him back and felt his hand gently ruffle my hair. "Hold me.." I gasped. He smiled, held my hand and nodded to the man behind me. I felt his cock pressing into my hole and then it slid easily up me and he began to thrust. I was lost. Depraved. About to be infected and bred all at once. I knelt in surrender as Grandad stroked my hand and whispered in my ear. "Good lad. Good lad." The man didn't last long, he thrust two or three more times like a rabbit, then pushed himself against me and grunted loudly as he spurted . He held himself in me for a long moment, then slid his cock out and I felt his filthy cum drooling over my balls. My cock was so stiff it hurt as I slumped forward. Grandad kissed me again and I felt a body lay down beside us. I saw it was a fat old man with whiskers and wispy hair. He lay face down spreading his cheeks with his hands, and I could see his dirty arsehole was smeared with cum and lube and worse. "Go on, cum in him and you'll feel more relaxed. There's a long way to go yet!" With a gasp of excitement, I slid onto the old man's back, feeling his sweaty skin beneth me even as he spread his legs further and my cock nestled between his buttocks. Grandad leant over, grasped my cock and guided it into position. I slide down and into the old body, feeling his sloppy hole hot around my shaft, and then I was spurting and spurting and finally resigned to my fate...

And my personal response to the original title question to this thread; No way! If I fuck a bottom, he WILL be getting my seed shot deep into his guts ~ The way nature intended me to do so! And there is no pulling out, not even half way. I stay fully impaled until my entire load has been dumped!

True manscents really get me going. Ripe pits—no deodorant—are amazing. Ball and crotch sweat brew up an awesome manscent. Even just a couple days ripe in a foreskin is a turn on. Sweaty, musky ass—sans any trace of poop—is crazy good. I find that a man’s body that’s rinsed daily with hot water and without heavy soaps is very clean, yet emanates an awesome, heady, masculine scent that drives me fuckin crazy.

As I was being sent to pound town by this deliciously thick and long stud with a vicious stroke for the better part of half an hour at Cumunion last night, this guy kept yelling out "fuck that puppy!" "fuck that puppy!" (I was wearing a hood, collar, cuffs and all the fixins of course). This was my first Cumunion event (though I had occasionally arrived slightly after events to catch some of the scraps), and before that point I was having a bit of difficulty getting over my nerves and engaging. Also wearing a dogface at an event of this class and stature often is received with mixed marks. After a few nibbles I eventually got tired of being a stick in the mud, stuck my dick in the nearest ass, let that guy enjoy a lil sumthin sumthin until enough guys had gathered to watch the spectacle, then dropped down to my knees, pulled open my muzzle and attacked the freshly fucked hole of this rando with my tongue. That was the litmus test on if I was a poser in a weird outfit, or in it to win it. And let me tell you, I don't do myself up like this just to get silver. Earlier in the week I had gone a bathhouse, also bringing the hood. It was a lights out event, which led to hilarious encounters as guy's eyes would adjust to see this dude in a piss yellow dog hood sitting in the sling with his cummy hole exposed for all to see. It really was an interesting night for people studying. Half of the guys would take one look and noticeably move faster away. However, the other 50% took those boring people's 50%, added it to theirs, and unleashed it in the form of primal lust and it was awesome. I had far more engagement, and leaps and bounds better fucks than in the past at this bath, including the finale which is one for the record books. I have an hour left in my time. Things are slowing, so for shits and giggles I decide to go swing in the sling one last time. As one guy fumbles to get his dick hard, this older hispanic comes up and whips out one of those uncut dicks I would classify as "why I'm addicted to uncut dicks". It's perfect, I'm drooling, and as other guy walks away defeated, Mr. I Want To Chew On Your Foreskin rudely sticks his finger in my probably 6 load, very loose ass, acknowledges with a "nice", and tells me to go to Room ___. He immediately walks off and I'm asking myself - sling or THE uncut dick? So the uncut dick was good and all, but this handsome but otherwise relatively unassuming hispanic gentleman ends up being my piggy messiah! We do the awkward "what are you into" dance, both commit far short of our actual potential, but after 20 minutes of his tongue in my abused tailhole, I knew I needed to stop pussy footing around and take off the gloves. He was throwing me around the room, slapping my face, balls, sticking that GODLY uncut dick in my muzzle every time it left my hole, watching himself lustfully in the mirrors as he slowly fucked me to stupid. Eventually he opened the door so others could see him belittle his bitch. He was aware of my time limitations, and with 15 mins left he tells me it's time, explodes in my hole, then felches and kisses me, feeding me the load....twice! And let me tell you, having a guy successfully feed you his load from your ass, past the hood's muzzle and into my mouth after 40 minutes of rabid stray dog fuckin is quite the act. I praised his talents between pants, ran back to my room, packed up, made a video of me squeezing out what was left of the load because I'm a skank like that, and made it out with a cool 2 minutes left. Anyways, the moral of this story is this - it's cool to see some guys actually digging the hoods, or in the least, being adventurous enough to say "fuck it", and engage. Any time I take off the hood, guys are pleasantly surprised and ask me so why do you wear it so much? I assumed you had a buttaface or had a horrific burn across your face. For me it puts me in a certain headspace that absolutely enhances cruising. Obviously it adds an additional level of anonymity that I feel that allows me to get as nasty as I really want to. Also, much like when some dude yelling "FUCK THAT PUPPY", it makes me feel oh so subby and encourages the other parties involved to indeed treat me like a dog, which is more or less what plumps up my sheaf. Woof!

I just sucked a straight guy in a public restroom on campus. met him off Grindr. he said "I'm not gay but I love how convenient you bottom boys are for horny dudes.you don't want anything from us but cock. I love how easy it is to go online and find some guy willing to meet up and suck my cock no questions asked.when yo didn't even ask for pics or my name before agreeing to meet up and give me a blowjob I. knew you were the kind of cocksucker I like. Easy and probably good.And I know you don't mind being called a cocksucker do you?"I said "no I don't cause I'm a cocksucking faggot"then he fucked my throat and called me a cocksucking faggot for about 5 minutes before blowing his load down my throat.straight guys have been using my throat since before high school because they know I'm a cocksucker and super easy.tell us how guys use you just cause you're an easy cocksucker

I should of been more clear. You are 100% correct a cumdump is not a sub but a sub can definitely be a cumdump. It's all about the pleasure of serving and pleasing a Dom. I said it more because a lot of cumdumps claim and believe they are subs yet they mainly focus on load count and try to rush a top if they are feeling that he is fucking "too long". Missing the entire point of submission. Nothing wrong with being a cumdump or not into being a sub. Just don't advertise as one if you're not willing to commit to the full lifestyle/ role

I love being spit roasted! It’s one of the best things I can do when there’s multiple guys looking to blow a load. I love having a dick in my face while someone else is behind me fucking me raw. I love the feeling of a cock at each end thrusting into my mouth while another cock is shooting a load deep inside of me. The they switch spots or another set of cocks take their place. Even better if both guys are aggressively verbal and talking about how I’m just a series of holes looking to be filled and how they’re going to own me for the night, fucking loads into my mouth and ass over and over again. Nothing makes me happier than getting spit roasted!

Head back to the tops house who breed me deep last time. A little chit chat n clean out n ready to go. I walk into his bed room and he's lying naked in the bed stroking this gorgeous 7 " uncut thick cock. I just strip naked straight away and climb on the bed. Positioning myself between his legs and just start sucking n lickjng his cock, leaking precum I just suck lick and worship his cock like it's the only thing in the world. While doing this he feeds me poppers n I just want him inside me so after about 10 min I stop sucking look up n ask/beg to have him fuck me. He get up n gets the lube and just applied a little to my ass. Pulls me to my knees and just starts to slide in me bare. Fuck yes I'm thinking he feels so good and didn't ask/think to use a condom I'm just in heaven as I just start pushing back in time with his thrust . Reach back. N spread my cheeks so he has full access. After 10 min he starts to get soft a little so we stop and he starts to slide 1,2,3,4 fingers into me... He likes his asses a little sloppy so I just help push Back every now and then till he Nuckle deep making Me gap and beg for more.. Now I'm stretched out this is what he likes so he rock hard again, turns me on my back and just slides into me still bare mmmm. Knees Round my head he's slamming into me and his cock is just slamming my prostrate I just grab his thighs and pull him into me in time with his fucking. I start wanking as well which makes my ass clench and milk his cock . He doesn't last long n pulls out to cum over my cock n stomach which is hot (thou wish it was all deep in me) but does slide back into me after so I'm sure so of his cum ends up in me which is always good. A quick shower together to wash of lube n cum and ready to get to work.

I was 10 yrs when my step dad whored my ass to a few truckers. I had been sucking my step brother since I was 10yrs when my step dad found out about it. He was the first to break into my ass. During Christmas holidays he had 2 truckers friends that I was not aware of who were partying with my step dad and then fucked the shit out of me couple times in the night. I still remember the pain and funny walking for a few days.

The second part, "Bert & Jeff", is below. [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/5331 * * * For several days after Bert was abducted and sexually abused by the group of men, he simply went about his everyday routine without allowing himself to think too much about what had happened. His wife had fallen asleep that night and hadn't noticed the very late hour he'd finally come home, so she did not have the occasion to witness his decidedly shocked state. In fact, Bert was in a state of shock throughout the weekend and stayed in bed, feigning illness while he tried to sort out his emotions and tried to decide what to do. He initially thought of reporting the rape to the police, but dismissed the intention in almost the same instant. He reasoned he could never endure the exposure and shame of filing such a report. He felt there was too much evidence that pointed to his own complicity and acquiescence to the rape. The fact that he himself had ejaculated, to his mind, pointed to the fact that the experience was not exclusively rape. He was ashamed of and deeply embarrassed by the fact that he had allowed another man to masturbate him to orgasm while he was unwillingly being sodomized by another man. In the end, he decided it was easier simply to forget the whole thing had ever happened, to put it behind him and just get on with life. His abused anus and the surrounding area was sore for a few days. There were traces of blood on his underwear and toilet tissue at times. He found that soaking in a tub of water helped to ease the discomfort and after awhile he found that he had healed completely and had suffered no lasting physical harm. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. Bert never saw the beat up utility van around the office again. Bert gradually recovered peace of mind, though he was somewhat more introverted than he had been previously. His co-workers hardly noticed any difference in his aspect. Nor did Bert's wife take note of any changes. Their sex life continued unchanged. Bert still took great delight in making passionate love to his wife; her light body, full breasts and the curves of her hips combined with her long legs still gave him as much pleasure as ever. However, the one area of sexual activity that began to gradually change for Bert was when he masturbated. Bert had masturbated since he was 14 years of age, and had done so throughout his teenage years and on into his adulthood regardless of whether or not he had a girlfriend he was sexually active with, and even after he'd married, he found his sex drive exceeded the needs and desires of his wife, so he quietly tended to his own needs himself. Lately, as he masturbated, thoughts and memories of the rape would come unbidden to his mind. It started one night, when his wife was out of town on business, and their children were tucked into their beds. It was late, but Bert wasn't sleepy and then his old familiar sexual desires stirred. Out of old habit, he went and took a small hand towel out of the master bathroom, stripped off his sleeping shorts and T-shirt, and stretched his nude body luxuriously out on his bed. As he fondled his stiffening penis, he thought of a blonde saleswoman who'd visited the office earlier in the week with her strikingly blue eyes (contacts, he thought to himself) and he remembered the look she gave him while passing him in the corridor as he glanced at her shapely legs encased in shimmering nylons as she swept by him in a well-tailored power suit. Sexual desire spread over him as he recalled the faint flush of desire that he felt as she walked by, her hips swaying in just the perfect way. Bert's organ was now hard and stiff and he stroked it appreciatively, soaking up the sensation of his hand lightly stroking the rigid shaft and bumping up against the edge of the corona of the glans. He stroked several more times, feeling the tension building in his pelvis, and felt his testicles drawing up closer to his body. He paused for a moment, and felt his testicles descend a little in their scrotal pouch as the tension relaxed. He moved his hand down, and cupped his scrotum. Cautiously, he cupped each testicle by itself and then manipulated and rolled around his sex organs. Suddenly, and though consciously unbidden, the memory entered his mind of the warm mouth that had swirled around his penis and wickedly licked his scrotum while he was being raped. Thoughts of the blonde saleswoman faded. He resumed the stroking of his penis, and now he thought of the hand, the hand of another male, that he had so shamelessly thrust into as another man had held his legs apart and repeatedly slammed his penis inside of his body, taking his perverted pleasures from Bert's unwilling body. There was no shame now, only lust, heated to the boiling point. As Bert continued to stroke, a remote corner of his mind took note of how tightly clenched his anus felt as he got closer and closer to climax. "I wonder how tight my ass felt to that guy fucking me." the fleeting thought crossed his mind and in the same instant, Bert's orgasm wracked his body, hot and intense. Bert's back arched as he ejaculated, his semen spurted upwards, four, five, six bursts, striking him in the face and spattering on the wall behind him, the lesser splashes landing on his stomach and finally finishing with a thick dribble around his fingers which had continued to stimulate the head of his organ. Finally, his desire completely spent, he stopped. "Good God, I'm becoming a fucking faggot!" Bert whispered remonstratingly to himself in the darkness as he began cleaning up. It was rare for him to experience such an intense orgasm while masturbating. Feeling guilty, and fighting the swelling lassitude he felt trying to overcome him, he cleaned his semen from off the wall behind him, then cleaned himself up, donned his sleeping garb and promptly went deeply asleep. That was the first of many masturbation sessions for Bert where thoughts and memories of the rape began to dominate his sexual fantasies. The more he determined not to repeat the fantasies, the more forbidden and enticing they became, to the point that was all he would fantasize about when he masturbated. A year went by after the rape. Bert found himself in a busy part of the year and was working too many hours at the office again. He was careful to not stay too late though, and was ever watchful now when leaving the office later at night. The computer network at the office was down for a few days while it was being upgraded. Bert found the entire upgrade process exasperating because his work was interfered with and then there was the issue of new software to become accustomed to. He was working fairly late one night, the cleaning personnel had come and gone with their irritating vacuum and clanging cleaning equipment, in an attempt to get some budgets printed for a client. Bert was chagrined to find that his computer had suddenly stopped communicating with the system printer, which was located in the copy room across the office. Bert rebooted his machine and attempted to print the reports again, but still received the error message. Thinking perhaps the main printer had gone off-line for some reason, he made his way to copy room to check on it. In the copy room were the two computer techs who had been working on performing the system upgrades. Bert was used to the men working late, so he wasn't surprised to find the two men working. They appeared to be cabling a new daisy panel, and they paused and looked inquiringly at Bert when he entered the copy room. "Oh, hi guys," Bert stammered a little, embarrassed because he didn't know their names nor had he made any prior attempt to learn them. Computer geeks were better left to their mysterious world, in his opinion. "Is there some reason why I can't print off of this printer?" "We're going to have recable the printer, and it's going to be awhile. Can you print off of the printer at your desk?"asked one man, who by his air Bert assumed was in charge. He appeared to be of Italian extraction, broad shoulders, narrow waisted with a squarish jaw, black hair and very dark eyes. "No, I need to print on the wide greenbar," Bert sighed a little, but not wanting to come across as snide, continued "But that's okay, there's plenty of other stuff I can do." The two men returned to their work and Bert went back to his office. A couple of hours later, the man that Bert had earlier spoken to appeared in the doorway of Bert's office as Bert was reviewing a boring physical plant report. "Hi," Bert said when he noticed the man standing in the doorway holding a small bag as if preparing to leave. "Are you guys calling it a night?" "Yeah, Eddie left about half an hour ago."the man replied. "I cabled up that printer and I want to make sure it's working right." he added. "Oh, okay, that's cool. What's your name by the way?" Bert asked with an apologetic tone. "I'm Jeff." "Hi Jeff, I'm Bert." and Bert half stood while he extended his hand. The two men shook hands and Bert reseated himself on his chair. "Well, let me pull that budget up and we'll see if the printer is working all right." Bert opened the file on his computer and waited for it to load. It was a large report and took about two minutes to open. While he was waiting, Jeff walked around and stood behind Bert's chair, and set his bag down on the carpet. Finally, the file opened. Bert tried to schedule the print job but after several moments, another error message appeared on the screen. Jeff fished out a CD from his bag and slid it into the D drive of Bert's machine, and instructed Bert to install some drivers, but seemed to grow impatient as Bert fumbled around, trying to obey his instructions and finally Jeff reached out and grasped at the mouse, covering Bert's hand with his own as he did so. An electric shock seem to almost snap through Bert's body at the touch of Jeff's hand. Blushing clear to the tips of his ears, Bert politely moved his hand aside, and let Jeff finish the installation of the needed drivers, but he was now acutely conscious of the close proximity of Jeff's body, becoming more and more conscious of the man's clean, masculine smell. As he had nothing else to do, he looked covertly at Jeff's hands. There was no wedding band, and the nails appeared to be very carefully manicured. While not excessively long, neither were they short. They were, each one, a white, perfect moonlike crescent tipping each finger. Finished with loading the drivers, Jeff placed his left hand on Bert's shoulder, in a familiar way as if they'd been lifelong friends. The fresh touch sent another flush of warmth surging through Bert's body and Bert found his heart was pounding and he felt as if the temperature in the room had risen by some 20 degrees. Jeff asked Bert to again attempt to print the report. This time the report loaded and printed and they both could hear the faint hum of the printer in the copy room as it began to print. "There," Jeff said with evident satisfaction. "I'm glad we tested that. I'll have to install those driver's for everyone." Bert murmured an agreement of some sort and began to wonder when Jeff was going to remove his hand from his shoulder. To combat his increasing nervousness, Bert began to load another report. Jeff gave his shoulder a slight squeeze as that report also loaded normally to the print queue. The hand lifted from Bert's shoulder and then brushed lightly against his hair and ear. "I like your hair, that style suits you. Where do you get it cut?" Jeff inquired, as his hand then wandered across the back of Bert's head. Jeff's touching his hair in such a way was way over the line of normal, heterosexual behavior and Bert knew it instantly. Hardly knowing what he said or why, Bert gave the name of the salon he usually went to. His heart was pounding and he felt strangely faint. Jeff's hand left Bert's hair, and slid back down to his shoulder. Then he leaned down and whispered throatily into Bert's ear: "Man, I just gotta fuck your sexy ass." Absolutely stunned, and his heart in his throat, Bert sat motionless. "And don't say you don't want it, you've had that hardon for the last 15 minutes." Involuntarily, Bert glanced down and saw the front of his trousers were clearly tented with the straining outline of his erection. How long had he been like that, he wondered, with a tinge of embarrassment. "I'm married--I mean, I don't do this--I mean that...I'm straight, I'm not gay..." Bert stammered out. "I don't care if you're married dude, and no one needs to know about it. This is between you and me. You've turned me on, and I've turned you on, so let's fuck." Bert sat quietly for a few more moments. "Come on, lemme fuck you, you've been fucked before, haven't ya?" Jeff whispered as he caressed the back of Bert's head again. "Where do you want to do it?" Bert said quietly, hardly believing he heard himself say that. What was he doing? "Right here is fine. I got some lube in my bag. Why don't you stand up." Jeff suggested. Slowly Bert stood up, not knowing what Jeff wanted from him. Jeff swiftly closed the blinds in the office, then went over to the door and shut it. There was no lock. "Anyone come up here this late at night?" "No." Bert shook his head. Jeff walked back around the desk and sat in Bert's chair. He took Bert by the hips and turned him so that Bert's crotch was directly in front of him, then he swiftly and easily unbuckled Bert's belt, and unbuttoned his trousers and with one motion, pulled Bert's pants and underwear to the floor. Bert's erection waved and bobbed in front of him. "Oh yeah, you've got a nice dick buddy, I knew you would." Jeff slid Bert's member into his mouth, and sucked it very gently, licking the leaking fluids off the glans and swirling his tongue around. "Oh," Bert gasped with the pleasure and his knees almost buckled. Jeff continued to fellate Bert for a few moments, then, sensing Bert's impending loss of control he stopped and stood up, his own erection straining against the crotch of his slacks as he did so. He undid his own trousers, and slid them down, then kicked off his shoes and removed his pants entirely. Bert gazed with fascinated attention at Jeff's pubic region. His pubic hair was a very dense thicket of black hair. He focused his attention Jeff's penis for several seconds. It was considerably larger than Bert's own, the head was a deep purple read, the shaft much thicker than his own and had a slight downward curve to the left. Jeff's pendulous scrotum was covered with thick, downy looking hairs. "Ya like it?"Jeff asked, as he reseated himself in Bert's chair. His penis jutted up prominately from his groin. Bert blushed and didn't make a reply. "Take your pants off." Bert complied, kicking out of his shoes like Jeff did. "You look hot man, turn around so I can see that ass." Bert turned around, his feelings those of embarrassment and lust mingled together. Jeff reached out and gently stroked the cheeks of Bert's buttocks, murmuring words of appreciation while he did so. "Oh yeah, that is one fine ass dude." He grasped Bert's hips, and guided him backwards. There was a pause now, and Bert heard Jeff snap open a bottle, then felt a lubricated finger sliding between his buttocks. The finger found his anal opening without any difficulty, and then it swirled around the tight ring, causing Bert to gasp and buck with pleasure as the sensitive nerves were stimulated. Finally, the finger gently penetrated his anal sphincter, gently levering in one way, then the other. Another pause, then the re-lubricated finger was reintroduced. After a couple more swirls, Jeff announced that Bert was ready. "My fingernails will scratch you, it's best to just let my dick open you up. I'm gonna do you bareback. Don't worry, I'm safe and I know you are." Bert listened as Jeff applied lubricant to his rampant erection, then Jeff grasped him by the hips and began lowering Bert's body downward. It was a little awkward. All at once, the blunt head of Jeff's erect organ, hard and yet yielding, came directly into contact with Bert's anus. Bert's anal ring was tight and would not relax. "Come on, push, push out like you're taking a dump, and let me in dude, let me feel that tight ass." Jeff whispered. Bert obediently pushed and almost immediately, the thick glans of Jeff's penis parted his tissues and slid partially inside. "Ouch, shit!"Bert gave a shocked gasp and stood up slightly as a very sharp cramp gripped his anal canal. "It's okay man, you're nice and tight, just relax, breath, let it pass."Jeff soothed, stroking Bert's trembling buttocks. Jeff re-lubricated his penis and waited for Bert to make another attempt. The cramp passed, and again Jeff guided Bert downward onto his penis. Bert made a concerted effort to relax and gasped as he was penetrated again by Jeff's organ. There was painful, stretching sensation coupled with a sense of fullness deep in his belly as he sat lower and lower on the penis of the man under him. Finally, he was completely penetrated, and leaned back with a pained sigh against Jeff's body. Jeff had reached up under his shirt and was playing and pinching his nipples. "Yeah, you got it all inside of ya man, how's that feel?" "Feels...strange..." Bert moaned slightly and then groaned a bit louder as another cramp seized him. Jeff's hands slid down to Bert's crotch, and fondled his penis and scrotum. Soon, he had Bert's erection back up to it's full strength, as it had flagged a little. This went on for a some time, and then Jeff began making small, up and down movements with his pelvis. "Think you're ready for a little more action?" Jeff asked. Bert nodded yes. Jeff guided him upwards, then pushed him face down on the floor under him, then crouched between Bert's legs. He carefully lubricated his penis again, then guided it gently into Bert's rectum again. Bert sighed as the penis slid home. Never had he felt so stimulated, the mixture of pain, pleasure, coupled with the frustration of the fact that the penis inside of him was not directly stimulating his own organ was a strange and almost wild feeling. Jeff began to move in and out. "Yeah, I'm fuckin' ya now, ya like that, huh? You like being dicked? Ya like being fucked by that big dick?" Jeff whispered intoBert's ear. "I'm lovin' this, love fucking your tight ass, you're so hot, I knew I had to have you." Bert began to thrust upwards against the penis that pummeling his tender anal and rectal tissues. His own penis ground against the carpet below him, but it wasn't enough to stimulate him to orgasm. Jeff continued to whisper his pleasure into Bert's ear. "You got such a tight ass man, so fine, so wet, so tight, yeah, I love fuckin' it. I'm going to turn you into a cock pussy, yeah I am, you're going to be beggin' for cock from now on. I'm fucking ya man, are you feelin' that cock up inside your hot ass, keep that ass tight, yeah, tighten up, yeah that's so hot." Jeff thrust several more times in silence and then stopped. "Turn over." he instructed. Bert turned over face up. Jeff took his legs, and lifted them and spread at the same time and then slammed his penis back inside of Bert's body with shocking suddenness. "Shit, not so rough!" Bert pleaded, but his cry fell on deaf ears. Jeff was harshly thrusting in and out now, his orgasm was getting close and any consideration he might have felt for his partner was fading into the background as the approaching thunder of his orgasm began taking precedence over anything else. Bert's body rocked back and forth as Jeff slid the length of his long organ in and out of Bert's tight anus. Bert reached down and grasped his own penis and began stroking it. As he did so, his anal muscles began tightening back up and Jeff began to almost scream with pleasure as the anal cavity wrapped around his sex tightened and stroked him with almost unbearable pleasure. Bert clenched his eyes shut against the mounting pain as Jeff began to thrust ever more wildly and concentrated on stroking his own organ. The broad, thick head of Jeff's penis punched with great force against Bert's prostate gland and forced small spurts of pre-ejaculate to dribble out of Bert's penis, which added to the lubrication and pleasure for Bert. Finally, Bert reached the pinnacle and was swept over the top, almost howling with the strength of his orgasm as it flooded his body without restraint. His semen sprayed up between their chests and laced in thick streams across his lower belly. Jeff continued to thrust in and out, with long, almost cruel strokes to the point where he was causing Bert great pain and then finally he gave one last deep thrust. Bert gasped with pain at the final, massive thrust and then he could feel the semen flowing into him as Jeff's penis swelled even greater and throbbed as Jeff ejaculated. Jeff gasped quietly throughout his climax. "Oh my God, dude, that was absolutely awesome." Jeff panted as soon as he could draw breath enough to talk. His member deflated fairly soon, and slid out of Bert's body. It was glistening with lube, and globs of semen. Bert gave it a nervous glance, wondering how such a large organ managed to find its way into his body. The two men cleaned up, and Jeff gave Bert his phone number and asked him to call. Bert went home very late, and deeply troubled by what he had indulged in.

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Chapter 4; I sent the video to Sir via WhatsApp, and went to sleep. I awoke the following morning having slept an extra hour than usual, and felt refreshed, and exhilarated. I checked my WhatsApp messages. Sir had seen the video, but had not responded. I wonder what he thought of it. I had breakfast, then went and done some gymnastics training, then late afternoon Peter and I went fishing, which we would do from time to time. We would sit there on the river bank, sometimes in complete silence, sometimes having a full on conversation. We had sat there in silence for about an hour, and all I could think about was not only what happened with Sir yesterday at school, but lastnight too. The video he made me make, and his request for the new video I were to make tomorrow night. I was bursting to let all what was bubbling up inside me out, so, out it came, and I told my twin brother literally everything. And even showed him the video I had made. When I showed him the video he squirmed like he did in the car yesterday when I was telling him what had happened. Watching me finger my cunt seemed to be arousing him! - Well I think I should be holding the camera and filming you when you do the video tomorrow night that Mr Jackson wants you to do. - Are you comfortable watching me masturbate, and saying what he wants me to say? He initially answered via a look. Looking deep into my eyes. A look that said; ''I want to FUCK you brother''. - Yeah, why not. We do everything else together. Despite being a nerdy kind of a geek guy, my twin loved dancing and dance music, and tonight he was for the first time going to a dance club in town. It was straight but that didn't bother me, so I joined too. It was a great night, two fresh 18 years old twins (one geek and one gymnast) dancing all night long, and getting drunk. Towards the end of the night Peter started snogging this girl on the dance floor. A 19 year old girl called Amy who for the next few weeks he would go on many dates with until they officially became boyfriend and girlfriend. As they snogged on the dance floor I headed for the toilets as I was busting to go. I had a huge wee in the urinal, washed my hands, then went to exit the toilet area when one of the bouncers walked in; - Sir, we suspect that you have been dealing drugs in here tonight. I need to do a search on you in this cubicle here, this way please. - But, but ... I, I don't use or sell drugs, honestly, I ... - I still need to search you Sir. Who was I to argue. I was drunk, and this guy was a big burly hulk of a man. I went into the cubicle where he ordered me to my knees. He unzipped and pulled out a soft yet very fat and veiny dick, with a set of big balls that were smooth, obviously shaven. - Make me hard. Lick my balls, faGGot. Satisfy me and we won't take this drug thing any further. Drug thing? That was just one big ruse to use my mouth for his pleasure. I licked his big balls slowly, over and over for ages as he stroked his dick until it was fully erect. Once at full mast I was made to continue to lick his balls as he continued stroking, with his head resting against the door as his head tilted upwards with his eyes shut. And only after a few short minutes he was leaking a lot of pre-cum. There happened to be a waist height glory hole between the cubicle I was in, and the next, where a cocky fit skinhead in his mid 20s was fucking a similar aged lass with huge fake tits. She was moaning very loudly with her screams mixing in with the dance music from the other side of the toilet doors. My bouncer spoke; - Yeah, that's it, FUCK her. FUCK her! - Is that you Bob? [ The skinhead questioned ] - Jason? [ Bouncer Bob quizzed ] - Yeah ... Just fucking a bird with huge knockers. - I can hear. Found myself a fresh faGGot ... Oi, fag, look through the hole, tell me what you can see. - I just see Jason's ass darting in and out, he has his back to us. - I see. Climb on the toilet, and look over the partition. Watch and learn. I did as ordered, as any good little sub would, and the woman getting fucked looked up at me and smiled. She said; - We have an audience. Jason turned his head and looked up at me. He then turned the woman who he was fucking around so they were side facing to me, and he continued to stare at me, smirking, as he continued to fuck. - Oi, faGGot, time you came down and finished me off. Get down here and lick up my pre cum. I got off the toilet and back onto my knees, and began to slurp up the huge amount of pre cum that was oozing from his fat dick. Once I had cleaned him up he shoved his meaty tool to the back of my throat, pulled my head in tightly, skull fucked me for a short 30 seconds or so, then grunted, held my head in tight to his pubic area, and ejaculated straight down my throat, grunting continually. He pulled out, spat on my face, then left the cubicle with his dick still erect and hanging out. He knocked on the door to the next cubicle; - Jason, it's Bob, let me in. The skinhead stopped fucking, opened the door, came out, and Bob took his place, and having just blown his hot salty load down my throat was now fucking a woman. Before I could even process my next thought skinhead Jason marched into my cubicle where I was still on my knees, and shoved his dick to the back of my throat, and, skull fuck number two commenced. Again, a short 30 seconds and I was taking another load down my throat. My first sexual experience with Mr Jackson yesterday, and now two loads of cum swallowed in quick succession on a night out with my twin brother. I never knew how much fun being 18 years old could be! ... I very much looked forward to learning, and exploring my inner PiG! 🐽

Chapter 3; Once Sir had his initial warm up fun with me, he dried and dressed himself, then as he was about to leave the changing room he gave me my first job to carry out; - I see you have your first Smartphone there Thomas. Finally upgraded from your retro handset you used to have for all those years. - Yes Sir. My brother and I both got one for our 18th birthdays earlier in the week. - Good. Now tonight you will make a short video of yourself fingering your cunt whilst on all fours facing away from camera, during which time you will give a speech on why I should take ownership of you. You will then send me the video via WhatsApp. Here is my card with my number. I expect this task to be completed by 10.30pm. - Yes Sir. After he left the changing room I was left there sat on the benches, naked, and feeling really excited about what had just happened, and what might happen with Mr Jackson. And him referring to my ass as my cunt really fueled my desire to submit to this sexy stud, and for him to take complete possession of me. I messaged my brother to come and fetch me, then got dressed and waited by the school gates. Brother Peter and I told each other everything with an unspoken sense of trust. As he drove us home I told him what had just happened, and he seemed to be showing much more of a keen interest in exactly what went on than I thought he would. And he seemed to be wriggling about in his driving seat. In fact, I got the strong sense he was turned on by it all. Actually, I know my twin like I know myself. I KNOW he was turned on by my tale. We had never discussed his sexuality, but I left it at that. There is always the right time for everything. I spent longer than usual with my family downstairs with our usual evening meal, and time spent in the lounge, so was a good hour late retiring to my bedroom than usual. Once there I installed WhatsApp and entered Mr Jackson's number into my new phone. I had him saved as Sir J. I maneuvered a chair and a box that I kept old vinyl records on top of the chair in front of my bed and placed my phone on top of it. I stripped naked, climbed on my bed getting on all fours, and proceeded to finger my asshole. Using voice recognition I commenced filming, then gave the speech that was requested of me as I continued to probe my hole; - Sir, good evening. I think you should take ownership of me because I am a true sub deep within my soul, and [ groan ] ... ''oh fuck'' [ groan ] ... ''oh yeah'' ... and I have a burning desire to serve and obey, with my body and mind. I need to be molded into what an owner exactly wants and [ groan ] ... ''oh fuck, fuck, oh god'' [ groan ] ... ''oh yeah, shit'' ... needs from me. To my owner I would be completely loyal and do all is required to please him in every which way. Thank you for considering me, Sir. Well, that was it, I was now so horned up and I needed a release. I stopped the filming, flipped over to lay on my back, took hold of my dick, and began to masturbate as I continued to finger my hole. I was fantasizing about Mr Jackson pounding me hard as he took my virginity. After a few minutes of tugging away I heard a *Scruff* message come through on my phone. Could it be Sir. The thought that it could be is only how I could stop playing with myself. Indeed, it was from him; - Where is my video I am expecting? I checked the time stamp. Ooooops, it was 10.57pm, so I had missed my deadline he had set. - Sorry Sir. I just finished it, and now I am masturbating, and am close to shooting a load. I will send it in a few minutes once I have cum. I put my new phone to the side and recommenced my tugging. A few more *Scruff* messages came through over the next few minutes as I finished myself off. Oh, maybe they are from others who have seen that I am now online. So, I continued my mission and soon was shooting a huge load onto my belly, chest, chin, and some even hit the headboard. I don't think I had ever cum so much. Mr Jackson's new presence in my life was really turning me on. And I was very much eager for this to develop. Covered in cum I checked my phone for the latest *Scruff* messages; - You had better be kidding me when you say you are masturbating. What did I say to you yesterday; You are not permitted to touch your dick. That meant for all time. You need to learn that your dick is no longer your sexual organ. Your primary and only sexual organ you possess is your cunt. And that is how you will refer to it from now on. Not your ass or asshole. It is 'your' cunt! - Oi, boy, answer me. - Okay, if you are not serious about being 'OWNED' then we'll leave this seedling right here and take it no further into the light. He sure knew how to draw me in ... - Sorry Sir. I'm here. I'm here. Sorry, yes, I did masturbate, and I did cum. It is all over my belly, chest, and chin still. I thought when you said I was not allowed to touch my dick, I thought you meant only before our meeting today. I saw he had read my message. But then 30 minutes had passed and he had said nothing even though he was still online. - Sir, I am really sorry. I did not realise you meant I was not allowed to touch my dick again. I now fully understand my cunt is now my only sexual organ I possess, and shall proceed as such. I am sorry Sir. *I waited for a few minutes, and then ... - I am pleased you now understand, boy. In two days time, at 11pm Sunday night you will for one final time masturbate, but you will not play with yourself until then. Once you have shot your load you will eat all the cum you have ejaculated over your body. You will film this, and as you are eating it you will look directly into camera and say; ''I am ready and willing to be a loyal, obedient, and subservient cum faGGot for you, Sir'' - You will say this each time you take a scoop of your final load into your mouth. - Yes Sir. I will obey your instructions. And I will now send you the video I made tonight for you. - Good boy.

I don’t top but I have men that prefer sloppy to tight. With me they will only get a sloppy cunt. Years of use have made me loose.

Chapter 2 I sat in the exam room with a hard cock in my pants. I had never been this horny before. I was trying to think of non-sexy thoughts to try to get my cock to go down before The nurse came back. No such luck. The one time you want a medical professional to take his time and they show up in minutes. Chris walked in and looked right at my crotch. “Hmmm so I guess there’s no mistaking what you thought of the good doctor.” He had a huge grin on his face. I tried to cover my crotch and he just grinned even wider. “Scotty that ship has sailed. No reason to be shy now.” Fuck I turned bright red. “Besides who doesn’t love to see a hard cock. Although it looks like yours about to bust out of your pants.” He winked at me as he pulled the tray up to my side so he could take my blood. “Okay, so it looks like we don’t need extra blood for the prep regiment. Glad you decided to stay away from that shit. Now we’ll just have to work on getting rid of those pesky condoms next.” Holy fucking shit I was seriously going to blow my fucking load. “So Scotty, doc said you might have some questions for me.” “Umm well yeah, umm I’m, wow it’s really hot in here.” “You’re not going to pass out on me are you? I haven’t even started taking your blood yet.” Damn that sexy smile of his. “No no I’m fine just a little nervous.” “Hmmm you know I think all your blood’s gone to your dick. That’s going to make finding a good vein a bit difficult. Let’s see what we can do about that.” Before I knew what he was doing he pushed me down on the exam table, unzipped my pants and pulled out my very hard cock. “Oh fuck what are you doing?” “Just relax, I’m a medical professional. I know what’s best.” He winked then swallowed my cock. Needless to say I didn’t last long. I shot the biggest load of my life. Oh dear God what the hell was happening to me! It took me a few minutes to come back down to earth. “How you feeling now, Scotty?” “Oh fuck that was just oh fuck. I can’t believe my nurse just sucked me off.” “And it was delicious!” He said licking his lips. “Good thing I knew why you came so fast or we may have needed to have doc check out your quick release there. Now let’s get that blood drawn.” Okay if I was dreaming DO NOT wake me up. I was still in such a post orgasmic glow that I didn’t even notice as he took my blood. “Okay Scotty let’s get you sitting up. You know I never asked. Hope you’re alright with me calling you Scotty.” He winked and helped me up. “Now let’s have that talk.” “Yea so, this is by far the strangest doctors visit I’ve ever had. I mean Doc Manning basically told me barebacking was okay and even better not to go on prep and to play raw. Then my hot nurse gave me a blow job. I’m just, I mean that’s not normal...right? Oh and Scotty’s fine, I kind of like it.” I blushed as I looked at him. “Damn you’re cute when you blush.” “Yea I’m almost 50. No one’s called me cute in years.” “Well you are. Okay how about hot daddy?” “Cute it is!” I said. He burst out laughing. “Now I know you’re trying to process a lot, we just want you to know that we’re all committed to making this a very positive experience for you. Doc has a special way of helping patients reach their true potential.” All the while he’s talking he’s rubbing his hands up and down my thighs. So naturally I start getting hard again. It’s at that moment I realize my pants are still undone and my cock is still out in the open, leaking like crazy. “Now as much as I’d like to take another sample of your cum if I don’t get you to Matty to checkout he’s going to have my ass. Now while normally that wouldn’t be a bad thing he has a hot date tonight and he’ll kill me and you if we make him late.” I quickly came to my senses and shoved my dick back in my pants. While I’m working on making myself presentable he’s busy writing something on an appointment card. “I’m giving you some homework. Before your next visit I want you to check out a website, breeding.zone. Start with the general barebacking stories. I don’t think you’re quite ready for the bug chasing ones yet.” I took the card and placed it in my pocket. “Thanks, I can honestly say this is not how I pictured today going, but I’m certainly not disappointed.” He grinned that killer smile. “Excellent! Can’t wait to see you in a month.” We walked out to the front desk. There was no one left except for Matty. I could tell he was getting anxious. “Oh thank god I thought I was just about to come check on you boys.” “Sorry Matty. Scotty had a few extra questions we needed to go over.” “Scotty huh.” His pouty expression was so damn sexy. “So was I right?” He asked me. “Right? Right about what?” “That you’d love Dr. Manning.” “Yes, I must say he’s not at all what I expected.” “Matty, Scott needs a followup appointment in a month.” He checked the calendar on his computer and suddenly got a huge smile on his face. “Can you do the 7th at 5:30? That’s a Friday.” “Wow you guys do that late of appointments on a Friday?” “We do once a month for a special patient. We’ll squeeze you in right before him.” He exchanged a look with Chris and they both smiled. Okay that doesn’t make me worried or anything. “That sounds good. Schedule me in.” “Okay you’re all set. We’ll see you next month.” I headed to the elevator when Chris called out. “Now don’t forget your homework. There will be a quiz.” He winked at me as I got on the elevator. Man it was going to be a long month.

Those guys knew the baths was killing them but could not stop going. Fuck yeah I wanna go become a skinny wasted skeleton

Chapter 2 I was going crazy sucking his cock. His precum tasted so good I couldn’t wait to taste his cum. He was moaning so I figured I was doing a good job and if I got him off down my throat he wouldn’t actually fuck me. After a few minutes he tapped my head and pulled his cock from my mouth. I whimpered. “Damn boy you’re a good cock sucker. Any longer and I’d be blasting my load down your throat. Can’t have that happening now can we.” He pulled me up so we were standing face to face. He leaned down and started kissing me. “Mmm son there is no doubt you have a very talented mouth. How about we see if your ass is just as good. You’ve got way too many clothes on boy strip.” Without even thinking I started taking my clothes off. I wanted to please him so bad. I took my pants off and was left standing in a just a jock. “Damn son I didn’t expect that from you.” “Sorry daddy, I was planning on checking out the park over in the next town today. I heard rumors that it was a great place to meet guys and I was hoping to suck some cock so I cleaned out just in case. Then mom waylaid my plans and had me come help you.” Oh fuck I was rambling and couldn’t shut up. I did that when I was nervous. He started chuckling. “Nothing to apologize for son. You look hot in that jock. Leave it on, you won’t be using your dick today anyway. Now turn around and bend over and let daddy take a look at your ass.” I did as instructed and could hear him growling behind him. “Damn boy I’m going to enjoy destroying that ass! Come with me let’s move this to the bedroom. Get on the bed on all fours.” I did as he instructed. I couldn’t remember ever being this horny before. Suddenly I felt his hands on my ass and his finger lightly circling my hole. I let out a moan. Next thing I knew his tongue was licking me. “Holy shit” I screamed out. “You like that boy?” “Yes, yes, yes. Don’t stop please that feels so good.” He dove back in and was really eating my ass out. I was moaning and panting so hard. Soon he removed his tongue and replaced it with a finger opening me up more. “Damn you’re tight son. When was the last time you were fucked?” “Couple of years Sir.” “Damn! Why so long? Your boy pussy is begging to be used.” “I know I’m a bottom sir but it just never really felt good and hurt so much and they weren’t even as big as you daddy.” “Did they use condoms boy?” “Yes sir, always fucked safe sir.” “Hmm I think that’s the problem son. True bottoms NEVER make their tops use condoms.” “What about catching something?” “You’re negative right son? Are you on prep?” “Yes I’m neg. I was on prep a few years ago but stopped last year since I wasn’t really getting fucked.” “Mmm son you just made daddy’s dick get even harder. Do you trust me son?” “Of course daddy.” I moaned again as he now had three fingers inside me. “Have you ever had a poz cock inside your boy?” “No of course not daddy.” “See son I have a theory about you. I knew the second I saw you this morning that you were a nasty pig. You just hadn’t found the right man to show you your true nature. Bottom pigs like you son should take any load offered them and NEVER question the top. Now answer me honestly son, why’d you stop taking prep?” I was going crazy. I couldn’t think straight his fingers felt so amazing in my ass. He was totally breaking down my last barriers. “Because I secretly wanted a poz daddy to make me his boy but was too afraid to admit it sir,” I screamed out. Holy shit had I really just said that out loud. I’d never admitted that to anyone before. “Good boy I’m so proud of you! Now you have a choice son. I can remove my fingers from your ass and you can get dressed, leave and never come back or you can beg your daddy to stick his toxic cock deep inside your boy pussy and set you free. What’s it going to be boy?”

This happened close to 20 years ago, but I still remember it vividly as it is still one of the hottest sex episodes of my life. I was in El Paso, Texas on business for a few days. I had had a few really fun times at a very seedy xxx movie theater in the downtown area that week. The place was always full of Latino dick of every age, size and type. I was in heaven sucking on all the foreskin being fed to me in that place. But I had heard of a place out on the outskirts of town. Fiesta XXX Drive-In and sex shop. The place really way out in the desert, out in the middle of nowhere. I arrived there in the late afternoon and to my surprise the parking lot was quite full. I parked and entered the sex shop. I quickly found the arcade area. There was a large room with perhaps 10 or 12 video booths, some with glory holes. There was also a small video room with some ratty chairs and sofas. The room smelled of dried cum. There were even several puddles of fresh cum on the floor and on the leather of the sofa. The room was quite dark, and always a few guys in there. The arcade had a consistent group of at least a dozen guys cruising the booths and video room. I spent close to two hours sucking dicks through the glory holes and in the video room, sucking on well over a dozen cocks, and had been fed six or seven loads down my throat in that time. I was one of the few Caucasian guys there, as most of the guys were Mexican, in addition to a few black guys. I even got into a hot 69 with a young Latino kid on the sofa of the video room. I was getting tired and hungry, so I had decided I'd had enough. I was just getting ready to leave to head back into town to clean up and get some dinner. Just as I started to walk out of the video room I saw a newcomer: a tall, handsome, muscular guy who appeared to be half Black, half Latino. He had to be at least 6' 3" or taller, and was masculine and rough looking. I got the impression he may have been a construction or road repair worker. Anyhow, we made eye contact as he entered the room and he rubbed his crotch and sat down on one of the ratty sofas. I turned and walked back into the room and sat next to him on the sofa. He looked at me and continued to rub his crotch. Then he put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head down to his crotch. "Suck me" he demanded. I leaned over as he pressed my face into the denim of his pants. I then got down on my knees, between his legs and began to unzip his fly. He unbuckled his pants and pulled his dusty Levi's and briefs down to the floor. His cock was already rock hard, and was a nice eight inch uncut dick with ample foreskin covering his cock head. In addition to his impressive length, it was one of the thickest dicks I had ever seen. I took it into my mouth and sucked and gently chewed on his gorgeous foreskin, sucking on it, flicking it with my tongue. Then I slid my tongue up into the foreskin and licked his piss slit. "Good faggot" he said, as he pressed my head further down onto his cock. The thickness made it difficult to take him too far down my throat, but I did the best I could before gagging and coming up for air. While I was sucking on him, he kicked off his shoes and removed his pants. Then he lifted his legs, exposing his huge, low hanging balls and hairy asshole. "Suck my balls, queer." I did as I was told. His balls were salty and smelled of sweat. The smell was intoxicating. I licked both his balls, then took each of them into my mouth. "Lick my ass" he grunted, as he lifted his knees to his chest. I licked under his balls and down to his dark, puckered asshole. "Nice job, fag. Lick my hole, queer". I loved the names. And I really went to work licking and eating his nasty hole. I had my tongue as deep in his hole as I could get it. He was spreading his ass cheeks, giving me as much access to his hole as I could get. As I was eating his hole, several of the guys came around us, each man stroking his cock as he watched me servicing this hot, dark and aggressive guy. A skanky looking Mexican drag queen was trying to horn in and tried to suck his cock as I was licking his ass, but the top pushed the skank away, growling "Fuck off, Bitch!" Then he grabbed me under the arms, pulling me up as he stood up. "Come with me". He grabbed his pants and shoes and took me by the hand, pulling me with him as we left the video room and entered a private video booth. No sooner was the door closed than he pushed me back to my knees and I happily went back to sucking on his beautiful cock. As I was sucking him, he bent over, sliding his hand down inside the back of my sweatpants, finding my asshole. He rubbed my hole, obviously wanting to fuck me. At this time I was petrified of HIV, and rarely letting guys fuck me. Moreover, the few times I had been fucked, I had insisted the top use a condom. On this occasion, however, I had no condoms, and honestly wasn't interested in getting fucked in a filthy video booth, but the top obviously seemed to have his mind on putting his dick in my ass. He kept fingering and massaging my hole. "Show me your pussy, faggot" he demanded as he stood up and took a small bottle of lube and bottle of poppers from the pocket of his Levi's. "No," I replied, "I don't fuck in these places." Without saying a word, he turned me around and pushed me over. "No", I said as I struggled to get away. I was starting to get very nervous. This guy was 6 or 7 inches taller than me. As well as being incredibly muscular. His power was both a turn on and frightened me. Because I was wearing sweatpants, he had no problem pulling my pants and briefs down over my ass with one quick yank. He had me bent over and his cock was pressing into my ass crack. "Please don't", I begged. "You're too big. I won't be able to take you", I said. "Shut up, faggot. You want this cock, so shut the fuck up". I felt the cold lube being drizzled down my ass crack. He also reached around me and said, "Here. You'll need to popper up". He handed the bottle of poppers to me. I was too frightened to resist much longer. There was no way I could overpower him to get away. So I took a couple of deep sniffs of poppers. I was going to need all the help I could to take his big, thick dick inside me. He pressed the lube up inside me. I could hear him squeeze more onto his bareback cock. Then I felt the piercing pain of his cock start to press into me. "STOP", I begged. But, he paid no attention. He continued to press into me. I took a couple of more deep breaths of poppers. The pain was intense. But, I was powerless to get away from this guy. Once he had gotten most of his cock inside me, he began to pump. Tears filled my eyes from the pain as I continued to beg for him to pull out. But then I felt him grab me around the waist and really began to pump. Slamming his cock deep into me, then pulling nearly out of me, before slamming back into me again. I had resigned myself that I was going to have to endure this. "Please put a condom on", I pleaded. "Shut the fuck up, Fag," as he continued to pound my white hole. "Oh, please. Don't cum in me" I whimpered. He paid no attention to me as he continued his assault on my hole. My ass was miraculously adjusting to his monster cock. It was actually starting to feel good. I continued to sniff poppers to help me relax my ass. It was helping. Finally, I gave up the struggle and began to enjoy the incredible feeling of his bare cock slamming deeply into my ass. My head was banging against the walls as he rammed into me. Without any warning he slammed even deeper into me and held it there. I could feel his cock throbbing as he let out a loud groan. "AHHHGGG...!!! FUCKKK...!!!" he grunted as he filled my ass with his load. He pulled his cock from me so quickly that it made a popping sound as his cockhead left my ass. I collapsed onto the chair in the booth as he pulled on his pants and slipped on his shoes. Without saying a word, he unlocked the door and exited the booth. My head was spinning from all the poppers I'd been sniffing. He had left the bottle of poppers with me and I saw the bottle of lube laying on the floor of the booth. Just as I bent down to pick up the lube, the door of the booth opened again. A heavy set Mexican guy walked in. He locked the door, turned to face me and pulled out his uncut dick. "No. I'm done", I protested, as I reached down to pull up my sweatpants. But he continued to put his cock in my face. What the hell, I thought. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked him as he hardened in my mouth. "Show me your pussy," he said, adding in a whisper "I'm gonna seed that cum filled white pussy of yours." I was too tired to put up a fight. I stood and bent over. Holding onto the chair and took another deep hit of poppers. Without any hesitation or lube, he slammed into me in one swift move. He thankfully didn't take too long to cum. He was grunting loudly as me pounded my hole. Within just a few minutes he grunted loudly and shot his load into me. "Gracias," he said as he pulled out, quickly pulled up his pants and exited my booth. I knew I couldn't take any more. I pulled up my sweatpants. I did my best to pull myself together and exited the booth. Heading to the exit of the arcade a young Latino asked "Hey, Papi. Want another load?" I laughed as I passed him. "Not today. Maybe tomorrow". I drove back into town. Got back to my room totally exhausted. I didn't even have the energy to shower and dress for dinner. I called room service and had dinner sent to my room, as I tried to replay the afternoons events in my head. I jacked off as I relived the frightening, but exciting time I had being overpowered by that hot guy in my booth.

hmmmmm🤔 where have I heard that before? who have I done with🤔😈🐖

I want my IQ to drop even further to be the an even better dumb jock breeder for beta cunts.

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

PREQUEL to Chapter Four: - Hey Man. Are you one of the Dancers at this place. - Er, well, er, well sort of, I start on Friday. - I hear you are not from around these parts. Been here long buddy? - I arrived only yesterday. I am here for 6 months. - You start Friday night you say. That's the private function night. They're a tough crowd to please. You might want something to relax you. I can help you wit' that. Here, take my number. I can come over to your place before your shift, and give you somethin', make the evening go better. - Thank you. What is your name? - I'm Nesto. What's your's Man? - I am Steven. - I've got to split. Nice meeting you Steven. Call me. He gave me the 'call me' hand gesture, and no sooner had he appeared, he disappeared off into the night, and I luckily found the taxi place, and went home. What an INSANE first day. I went home, showered, had a quick app video chat with my Man, showered, had a few nibbles (I really must get some proper food in to cook myself), then completely crashed out. Tomorrow would be Thursday. My first full proper day at work, and the day before my first Dance gig here in Boston! And who was that Nesto fellow I wondered. Did he also know my *daytime & nighttime* Bosses Aiden & Ayan? .... Was I being set up to arrive loosened up in preparation to be 'L☢️☢️SENED up'? 😈

Fucking hot. I love a thong boy

Rarely, if ever seen a condom in Berlin!

Ryan followed Jonny for five blocks and they arrived in front of a brick building with no signs and very few windows. Jonny opened the door and told Ryan to go in and take your shirt off. Ryan followed instruction and this very tall unattractive skinny guy came out into the light. Ryan looked up at him he must have been 6'7 white guy but ugly as shit. The guy said not a word but touched Ryan lightly with his huge hands feeling Ryan's washboard abs. He then stopped and the giant told Ryan to turn around and drop his shorts. Jonny said boy do as you are told. Ryan turned around and dropped his pants and the guy grabbed his ass and felt his bubble butt. He slide on hand in his boxers and the other around the front and pulled his boxers down. The guys traced Ryan's ass and then spread his cheeks apart and bed down and blew on the boys hole. He then started to click that boy's hole and slide his tongue in that lose hole. Fucking good pussy Jon boy the guy said. Come back at 3 PM today and you can have your boy back and I will give him everything you ordered. Ryan was scared and did not want to be alone with this beast of a man. Jonny told Ryan do everything Ingrim tells you to do, I will be back at 3PM and he better tell me you were a good boy. Ryan said nothing while Ingrim went back to eating his hole. Ryan started to moan and Jonny said one more time do you hear me boy? Yes I will do everything Ingrim tells me to do as he moaned. Jonny walked out and locked the door on the way out. Ingrim loved to eat pussy, he ate Ryan for more than 30 minutes. He had taken a break at 15 minutes to undress and slide his legs in between Ryan's and that was the first chance Ryan could see Ingrim's baseball bat sized dick. Holly fuck Ryan thought as he reached down to feel Ingrim's big dick. Ryan pulled back his foreskin and there was so much pre-cum he pulled it back and bent down further to suck it out of the foreskin that acted like a cup holding all that man nut. Then Ryan pulled the skin down and sucked his big fat head while Ingrim got a better angle on the boys cunt and Ryan moaned and thought fuck how long is that tongue he is so far into me it feels amazing. This went on for five minutes, Ryan was getting dizzy and he pulled off Ingrim's cock and his ass pushed back into the guys tongue and without Ryan doing a thing Ingrim grabbed his legs folded them forward and pushed Ryan forward and gently sat Ryan down allowing his big fat dick to rest right on the boys wet and hungry pussy. Ryan moaned as the head pushed against his wet hole and Ingrim just let it rest there allowing his precum to lube that hole further and Ryan's hole slowly opened to the biggest cock he had ever taken. No poppers, Impact or drugs; Ryan could feel every inch of that big cock spreading him and opening him up. Two inches and then three, it was all just stretching and Ingrim had so much girth and no lube. It felt like a fist without much lube he suspected or from what he could remember about taking a big fist. Ryan gasped for air and started to say too big, you are way too big. Ingrim said no, I m just right your hole is too small but we are gonna fix that. Your owner has traded you for a few tats. I got the better end of the deal since your hole is still so tight. This is one of my favorite things to do. We have hours to open you up so relax. Ryan asked if he could have poppers or something. Imgrim said sure, told the boy to reach back and feel his chest pocket. Ryan did and there was a small bottom of poppers and Ryan took it out and started to huff. Ryan started to relax and his hole opened up but still there was not enough lube to allow that fat dick to sink deeper. Ryan hit it again and now he was horny to be fucked but still he was too dry to get much deeper. Ingrim told him enough for now boy and slowly pulled him off his dick and Ryan appeared to be disappointed as he stood there. Ingrim said boy don't worry we have all day go sit on the couch and I will be right over. Ingrim came over with a glass pipe and a glass of red punch. He handed Ryan the drink and Ryan drank it down, it was bitter but he was thirsty and Ingrim leaned down and kissed the boy. Ryan kissed him back but thought fuck this guy looks like someone you would see at the circus or maybe through inbreeding. They continued to kiss and Ryan closed his eyes and imagined Jonny kissing him and they made out. Ryan reached out and held onto Inrgim's big dick as they made out and then Ingrim pulled off of kissing Ryan and came over and sat by Ryan and light the pipe and blew a cloud. He told right to get ready to inhale. Ryan waited as Ingrim sucked in the white smoke from the pipe and then blew the cloud in Ryan's mouth as Ingrim pressed his mouth against Ryan's and then Ryan broke away and coughed as he blew out the smoke. Ingrim told Ryan lets do it again and before long Ryan took five shotguns. Ryan was buzzed and flying and Ingrim leaned in and kissed him and they made out for several minutes and then Ryan felt Ingrim's big finger slide under his balls and to his little pucker rubbing one of the rings on the way in and Ryan spread his legs and Let him finger his hole. Ingrim told ryan to lift his legs and as Ryan did Ingrim moved hi hand and when his finger touched his pucker again it was wet as he circled his hole and slide a finger in and then two. Ingrim made out with Ryan again as he finger fucked him with three fingers. Ryan moaned and told Ingrim "that feels so good" Ingrim broke the kiss and took his fingers out of Ryan's hole and he told him to leave his legs up as he grabbed the lub and slide the nozzle into Ryan's hole and squirted. Then he grabbed Ryan's hand and put lube on his palm and told Ryan to lube his dick. Ryan did as Ingrim slide his fingers back into the boys hole and this time slide four in and moved slowly back and forth and after Ingrim's cock was all lubed up Ingrim grabbed Ryan and lifted him onto his rock yard dick and Ryan slowly inched down two, three, four till he was seven inches onto Ingram's baseball dick. Then he pulled Ryan up and let Ryan's weight slide him down to eight inches and then again and he was ten inches in. Ryan would moan on the way up and make pained whimpering sounds on the way down. Eventually 11.5 inches were in and Ryan was resting on Ingrims lap. With the right angle there was another inch but there was plenty of time for that. Ryan was speechless as he sat his insides totally impaled. Imgrim felt the boys washboard abs and Ryan looked down as he did and he could see the outline of that huge dick pressing his abs out. Ingrim laughed and said fuck let me rub my dick through your abs. Don't move boy. Ingrim pressed harder on Ryan's abs and Ingril said boy wish I could grab my dick and jack off inside you. That would be hot, since I can't your pussy is gonna have to open up if you are gonna get me to cum. Let me show you how to take a few hits off the pipe, it is clear you are gonna need it to relax enough to get me off. Ryan inhaled and blew clouds for four hits. Ingrim said it is working boy do it four more time and by then Ryan was so tweaked up Ingrim grabbed the pipe and began to lift Ryan and let him drop on his dick, one inch and then two and finally three until he was lifting him for nine inches and letting Ryan's wait impale himself on Inrgim's bat sized dick. Ingrim worked Ryan like this for ten minutes and then he held Ryan's legs up as he tilted Ryan to his chest and slide his cock back and forth in a slight fucking motion and then slammed deep in Ryan as he moaned fucking whore cunt take my dirty load. Ingrim held Ryan there and then stood up with his dick still in the boy and took him into the bedroom and got on the bed without dislodging his dick. Once on the bed he spooned Ryan and slowly fucked Ryan's cunt and eventually shot another load deep in the boy. He then grabbed a restraint from the headboard and fastened it to Ryan's right wrist and then one to his left wrist. He slowly pulled his dick out of that wrecked cunt and went to take a shower but before he did he put some plastic and a towel under the boys hips. He cunt was a little bloody and Ingrim knew his load may leak out with some ass juice. Ryan wondered what the hell was going to happen next, horny as hell but he could not touch himself. He tried to get a hand out but the restraints were too tight. Ingrim appeared and lubed up a butt plug and lifted a leg and slid it in. Ryan like it and it make him want to cum, he hoped Ingrim would touch up and help him get off. He instead grabbed the kids balls as he pulled out what looked like two metal plats and Ingrim put them into place and held them with one hand and twisted a lever with the other and they slowly closed on Ryan's testicles. Ryan said what are you doing please don't hurt me, please. Ingrim ignored him and slowly Ryan's balls started to flatten and he could feel a pain in his gut like he had just been racked and the pain was intense. He could not cry but wanted to, please take them off. Please! Ingrim smiled, then he grabbed a cage, like the one Mike used but this one was smaller and had spiked at the top. Ryan wondered what they were for little did he know that when his dick would grow the spikes would press against his sensitive cock head. One in the center was rounded and should press into his urethra. Inrgim then put a ball gag on Ryan and left the room. Ryan looked up and noticed a mirror on the ceiling and looked at himself. Two band aids on his nips, ball vice on his testicles, cage on his penis and a butt plug in his ass making him spread his legs a little and he could see the rings on this taint. He could not believe his eyes and as mortified as he was it was making hid dick grow.

I never ask their status, just like to have a guy fucking me deep and blow he's sperm deep up my boyhole I'm still neg but I like the idea of getting a poz load deep in me it just makes me so slutty :p. I also tought about getting prep but just don't know what to do. I just like a lot of cum up my boypussy the status and how does not really matter to me as wel as the age etc. Cum = cum so hit me up guys xx

I love getting fucked hard. A good top who knows his cock and knows how to power fuck with the full length of his dick are the best thing I can find. Not all men are created equal though, in size or skill, so this question has so many answers for me, depending on the top. General rule of thumb is I'm thinking of the feeling of the raw cock in my ass, and working to make him feel good so he can give me his DNA deep where it belongs. If he's just bad at fucking, or there's something not in sync with us and I can't help guide him to fix it, I'm mostly just thinking how much I wish he'd breed me already so the next guy can have a turn and what I can do to make sure he doesn't hurt him or me. When it's good, however, that's when things can get interesting. When a top is good, when the pleasure is flowing from me to him and back, it becomes another thing entirely. My hole becomes my world, and I just let go and let the pleasure build like a wave. Sometime that wave crashes into an orgasm, shattering everything for a bit. If he's really good, even that can build. The best, though, is those rare ones that are so good, they make me completely forget that I am anything but that hole. I have no body, I have no self, I am only that pleasure. I don't even really know what's happening to me (seriously, every time it's happened when I came out of it, I couldn't remember I was getting fucked, where I was, or who i was with and yes, I was sober), just that I am one with something out of this world. I can count on one hand how many times that's happened, and I can only say that getting bred in that state, feeling his cum flow into you, is nothing short of a encounter with the essence of life (or death) itself. It's terrifying, and it's amazing. And most of all, it's addictive.

A ripe guy wins in my book every time, sometimes it can be better than poppers!