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Chapter 10 I can just imagine what the old security guard in the lobby was thinking as six sweaty guys reeking of cum got off the elevator and proceeded to leave the building at almost 3am. “Late evening doc?” “Hi Chester, you know me. I’m not satisfied until my patients have a positive outcome.” “You’re a good man doc. You shouldn’t work so hard. I hope you boys appreciate the good doctor here, giving up his Friday night.” I looked at the guard trying to keep a straight face. “We absolutely do sir. He’s positively the best.” With that we exited the building as fast as we could before one of us lost it. “What do think Chester would say if he knew just how positive the evening had really been?” Chad asked. “You boys are terrible. Didn’t you hear him tell you that you should be grateful to me?” Adam grinned and said, “oh doc believe me I’m VERY grateful!” “Okay you sluts, home. Now.” Adam, Chad and I started walking in the same direction towards our subway stop. “Hey I have an idea. You and Chad should crash at my place that way we’re altogether and don’t have to worry about coordinating schedules tomorrow.” “Sure Adam, and you wouldn’t have any designs on milking a couple more poz loads from Scotty and me, right?” He tried to look offended that we would even think that about him but he couldn’t hold it and was soon grinning from ear to ear. “Can’t blame a boy for trying. Come on doesn’t a sleepover sound fun?” He was wiggling his eyebrows up and down. “Good god I thought Scotty was a sex fend but he has nothing on you.” I started laughing. “Well what can I say, once you taste poz cum it becomes very addictive. I could go another round.” “Fuck you two are going to be the death of me.” Adam was laughing. “So is that a yes?” “Fuck it let’s do it.” We made our way to Adam’s apartment. Turned out he lives pretty close to Max’s shop so maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all. I mean who needs sleep anyway. We were all naked pretty much the second Adam closed his door. I dove into Adam’s ass eating out some of the many loads he had buried deep inside his cunt. While Adam was busy sucking on Chad’s big dick. Honestly as much fucking as we’d done the last several hours it was amazing we had anything left. But yep I was rock hard again. I used some of the cum from his ass to lube my dick then plowed deep inside. I lost track of time and was soon shooting my load. Damn I’d topped more in one day than I had in months. I pulled out and Adam flipped around to clean me off while Chad took my place fucking the little slut. Chad fucked him like a machine making Adam whine like a bitch in heat. Chad slammed into his ass balls deep and let out a scream as he blasted his load. We all collapsed in a tangle of bodies. Pretty soon I dozed off with Chad’s arm wrapped safely around me. Saturday morning, or I should say afternoon, we made our way to the tattoo parlor. Max was at the front counter when we walked in. He saw us and broke out in a big smile. “You have no idea how hard I’m going to fuck your tight ass today. I hear you’ve become quite the slut. He gave me a big hug and grabbed my ass. God I knew I should have tried to seduce you the first time I saw you.” I gave him a passionate kiss. Fuck he could kiss. He greeted Chad and we introduced him to Adam who was drooling like a fucking fool. Max was about 6’4” not overly muscular but extremely fit and toned. Shoulder length blonde hair, three day stubble, piercings in both ears and he had amazing ink. “Damn you’ve got some new work since I’ve seen you last,” I said. He was wearing a white tank top which showed off full sleeves on both arms. He took off the tank top and turned around to show me his back which was now covered in devil wings, he also had a design down the outside of both legs which looked like it ran all the way from his ankle to his pits. But the one that made me rock hard was a new one on his chest, a very large bio haz on his right pec. “Fuck me that’s beautiful!” “I understand that’s what we’re doing for you today too.” “That’s exactly what he’s here for,” Chad said. “Have you decided where you want it?” “I’m thinking here on my hip,” I said pointing to the area I was considering. “Okay strip and let me take a look.” Now a month ago I’d have been like ‘you want me to do what?’ But now, fuck it. I didn’t even bat an eye. “You, ginger boy,” Max growled in his sexy voice, “you here for moral support or you getting your bio tat too?” “I’m not poz...yet.” “Strip boy,” Max said licking his lips. Adam wasn’t quite so sure but slowly started taking his clothes off. “Hey boy, when an alpha male gives you an order you comply immediately! Understand?” “Yes sir.” He started going a lot faster. Damn I liked this side of Max. “Okay Scott let me see.” I was standing in front of him totally naked. “Damn, I do good work,” he smirked as he looked over his past designs. “Yea with your hairy chest it wouldn’t look the best on your pec. I think you’re right, your hip is a better spot. Turn around. Hey Chad come here for a sec.” Chad and Max were whispering behind my back. “Fuck yeah that’s prefect,” Chad agreed. “Umm guys, what’s perfect?” “None of your concern. Chad here’s paying for it so you don’t need to worry it.” Oh fuck. “Now you ginger boy, front and center. Hands behind your back. Damn I’ve always wanted a ginger of my own. You say you’re still neg?” “Well I was Sir, but not sure after last night.” “How many poz loads you take?” “Honestly I’m not sure sir. I lost count.” “It was probably around ten or so,” Chad said. “That’s a good start. Turn around. Fuck look at that virgin canvas just waiting for its first ink. I’m going to have fun with you. You like being told what to do don’t you ginger?” I saw him start to shake a little but damn if his small cock didn’t start to get hard. “Max noticed and said, “yep that’s what I thought. I think we have a good little sub on our hands.” I think Adam was starting to wonder if maybe he should have stayed in bed instead of coming with us. Max’s business partner Tommy was just finishing up with a customer so when he was done he had him join us. “Boys this is Tommy. He’s almost as good as me,” he said grinning. “Don’t believe a word he says. I taught him everything he knows.” “You wish. Okay as I was saying, Tommy here’s going to take care of Adam while I do Scott.” Tommy, Chad and Max conferred for a few minutes and had evil grins on their faces. Poor Adam. “Scott you’re with me, Adam, follow Tommy and Chad. This won’t hurt too much.”

5. You’re doing well boy. How do you feel with your cock safely locked away?”read Sir’s next text. Hornier than ever Sir! Good. And I hear you served the tops I sent over so far today well. Thank you Sir. Now we don’t want to wear that nice cunt of yours too quickly. You’ll have a few hours off to do as you like. I will send you an address a little before 1 of where you’re supposed to go for your next load. What you decided to do before then is up to you. If you want more cock then you know how to find it. If you get bred you will get a video and send it to me right away. Yes Sir! And I expect at least two more videos of you filling a glass with your piss and drinking it down boy. Fuck! Yes Sir! Good. Have fun 😉 1pm, alright I had three hours to kill before my next task. My cock hurt a little straining against the cage, and my hole felt empty. I grabbed the plug from where it lay on the floor and bent over to cram it back into my hole. It slid in easily and didn’t quite lock in as tight as it did before. I went into my room and pulled a pair of briefs to try and keep the plug in better. What to do now. If I was totally honest with myself I didn’t want to wait till 1 to get fucked again. I was so horny I felt like I needed it. I went into the kitchen and got myself a large glass of water and drank it down quickly, thinking about how hot it had been to drink my own piss earlier in the day. Then I opened up scruff and started scrolling. The pickings were slim early morning on a weekday. So I sent out some messages, checked Grindr, and then started scrolling through porn Twitter while drinking another glass of water. Feeling my cock struggle against the cage made me even hornier. I started to look for new profiles to follow: subs, caged boys, raw bottoms, pigs. My searches got more and more raunchy. I watched caged boys be stretched out with toys and hands, I watched them take loads, and I watched them worship men’s bodies. I slugged back another glass of water, my bladder swelling slowly. This was the most turned on I had ever been. My hunger for cock was growing and the messages I sent out were getting more and more desperate. I eventually sent a message to a man older than my father with a thick mat of white chest hair, and just a bit of a bell on him saying only “please breed me Sir!” I sent similar messages to a few more guys while walking to the bathroom. The cup I had used earlier still sat on the bathroom sink. I held it under the slit at the end of my cock cage and let go. Warm pale yellow liquid filled the glass, steaming up the sides. I held the camera steady till the last drop feel from the cage and then swapped it to feature my face, smiled, and raised the glass to my lips. The taste was lighter than last time, slightly less acidic, but still the warmth of the liquid was alluring. The taboo of what I was doing filled me with lust as the warm tart liquid slid down my throat. I smiled into the camera, and then texted the video to Sir. And then the daddy I had messaged responded...

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.

4. The door buzzed with in minutes, and not two minutes after that I was flat on my back just inside my front door with a total stranger’s cock balls deep inside of me. He was nothing too look at with an average sized dick, and he quickly fucked his load into me. He never even got fully undressed. When he was finished he smiled, said “you’re doing great,” and shoved the plug back into my wet hole before leaving. I let my legs down slowly and lay on the floor for a minute. I hadn’t even really processed what the guy looked like, or that I wasn’t that attracted to him before his cock was inside me. Then the lust had kicked in and I had taken his load without question. I was a slut, and I liked it. The door buzzed again startling me. I got up and pushed the call button asking who it is. “Open up boy.” It was a new voice but I knew the tone. I buzzed the man in and was soon standing naked in front of a tall black man with a broad chest and neatly trimmed beard. He wasted no time, he pressed me against the door, pulled his cock out and crammed it inside of me. Like they guy before him he was fast, and rough. His thick cock hammered at my battered hole while he growled in my ear. Then he rammed balls deep inside me and started to flood my guts. It wasn’t even 10am and I had two thick loads of cum in my hole already and my own piss in my stomach. I was hornier than I had ever been. All that I could think about was more sex. The club was doing a great job or driving me crazy and making me a horny slut. I loved it. “Good job boy, a lot of bottoms tap out around the second guy of the morning. Still interested in continuing?” The man said as he got dressed. “Fuck yes Sir!” “Good. Here’s the next part of your task,” he reached in his pocket and pulled out a small leather pouch. “To ensure that you don’t get distracted during your tests your cock is going to be locked up in this.” From the pouch he pulled out a small clear cock cage. I had seen them a few times while cruising porn but never in real life. “Stand up boy.” I got up and the man knelt down in front of me. He took my balls in his hands and quickly slipped the ring around them and then around my slightly hardened cock. He spit into the shaft of the cage and stuffed it over my cock before it got too hard. Holding it in place with one hand he pulled the key out of the pouch and locked the two halves together. I watched as my cock quickly swelled to fill the tiny cage. It strained for release and a drop of precum leaked from the slit in the end of the cage. The man laughed and stood up. “Looks like you’re enjoying yourself. That’s good, we’ve needed a new bottom in the stable for a while. Now I’ll be taking the key. Sir, who you met yesterday will hold on to it until your interview process is over, or you give up, whichever comes first. Enjoy yourself today, Sir will be in touch soon.” With that he patted me on the head and left. I was left naked, caged, and straining.

Mike must've seen how shocked I was, "Surprise! So Cassie & myself split up alright but um.....she wasn't the one fucking around!" He smiled. "After our little efforts I couldn't get enough of guy's mouths & asses and ran out on her. And as it turned out, you can make quite a bit of money out of filming guys fucking other guys!" "So...what, you're a porn actor now or something?" "Fuck no man, I'm a producer. Run my own company and everything. Of course, doesn't mean I can't run a casting couch or check that some of the actors are still at their peak. And you've no idea what guys'll do to get famous!" He winked at me. "This is crazy, you're now gay and you're like a porn producer? How does Clare not know this?" "She only knows what I tell her & she's that dumb anyway. I told her I'm running a web company (which we are) and I just change the subject whenever the subject of romance comes around. And you know that she hates ANYTHING LGBTQ related so she'd never know regardless." He had a point and seemed happier than before so good luck to him. "So it's a conference/trade thing this week so I'll be busy during the day but we can do stuff at night or you can do your own thing, whatever you want really." "We do stuff?!? As in..." "Don't worry," he smiled. "You've got a great ass & mouth and I'd love to use it again sometime but I'll have a line of guys a mile long wanting to serve me to get a job, and the trade stuff during the day will have me pretty tired anyway!" I was pretty thankful that he didn't seem to have any other motives - I have to admit though it was a pretty nice compliment that he thought about our time together even after these years and all of the other guys he'd been with! Guys kept coming up to the two of us and the drinks were flowing freely, I'm not sure who was paying but it wasn't me so I didn't really mind! The guys at the party were cool, I wasn't sure who was what but they all seemed friendly and were all shapes & sizes too! The next morning hit me like a truck, I was so hungover and couldn't really remember how we got back to our room. I walked into the kitchen and Mike smiled up at me as he was eating breakfast. "There's the party boy!" How's that head of yours?" "I feel like a truck's hit me. Did I behave myself?" "Well it depends, what you mean by "behave" but yeah, you didn't hook up with anyone if that's what you mean. You really can't remember anything?" "Nah man, why?" "Well you got pretty involved when me & another guy were talking about the "Straight Guys Turned" website. In fact, you said you'd love to do a scene." "I WHAT?!?!?!" "Hahaha, yeah. It was pretty funny actually, you more or less demanded to do it. I was able to vouch for your skills of course." I couldn't believe this was all happening, it couldn't be real. "When's this all gonna happen?" "The crew and the actor'll be here in about an hour or so" END OF CHAPTER 8

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!!

In Chicago for a few days and taking advantage of it. Sunday arrived. Got settled and cleaned up. Older hairy daddy cage over and drop the first load in me. Went and met friends. Came home drunk. Found a cute hairy cub that wanted to breed. He was hot as fuck. Loved to kiss, lick, rim. His pits Tasted amazing. Left a huge load in me. He left I passed out Monday had an ad up on BBrt. 17 guys. First up was this sexy bearded guy. He invited another buddy. We made out beard stared fucking me his buddy blew his load on my hole and beard bred me with his buddies load. They left. Mexican guy came over wanted ass up. I propped the door open he came in, Bred and left. Next a “straight” guy. He was fun made out and sucked. He put my ass on the edge of the bed and loaded me up. Sexy Bbc hit me next. 9 thick!! He came over amazing kisser we made out and then he slide in. He felt amazing. We fucked for a good 30 min he came in me so hard. last was a hairy cub buddy that I’ve known for years. He’s 8 and thick. Felt good in my cummy hole wonder what tomorrow will bring?

So tonight I got fucked and a load up my as by pigdaddy he came to my place which was different we started off by smoking t then I got down and suck on his bbc then he said he was ready for me ass. He said he love my fag pussy while fuck it. I love how my fag pussy just opens up for him to enter. I love how he goes deep into my pussy. A few more hits of the pipe and he was ready to unload in my fag pussy. He asked I is this what you want for your fag pussy to be charged up? I replied back yes charge it up he continued fucking till he filed my fag pussy with his load. We got up he cleaned his cock and got dressed. I knew I had his load in me so I wait for him to leave. Once he left I went and got the toothbrush I have just for this occasion and proceeded to put it in my fag pussy and brush till there was blood in Hope's that he is off meds and has a high vl that way I get infected with his dna and become poz

My version of "My Favorite Things" Blow jobs and rim job and pre-cum in undies Hard-ons that last me from Mondays to Sundays Leather clad slave boys all tied up with strings These are a few of my favorite things Boy butts and cum sluts and urethral sounding Sadistic tops give my hole a good pounding Diapers and dildos, a paddle that stings These are a few of my favorite things When the whip breaks When the cuff chafes when my cock's rubbed sore I simply remember my favorite things And then I feel like .... A Whore.

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!

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.”

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?

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.

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?”

Chapter 4 One of the perks of my job was that I can work from home a couple times a week with no issues from my boss. I don’t do it very often but Friday, this worked out perfect. It would allow me to get work done, make it to the gym at lunch and allow plenty of time for me to clean out before I headed to my appointment. I was strangely nervous excited all day. At around one I headed over to my gym, which conveniently was right around the corner, to burn off some of my pent up energy. It was pretty quiet for the middle of the day but I did notice a few hot older guys and few others who looked to be on their lunch breaks as well. Now when I’m at the gym I usually don’t pay attention to anyone else. I’m there to work out so I try not to get distracted by watching others. But fuck it, today, I couldn’t stop watching the guys wondering if they were gay and if so, did they fuck raw. After about 20 minutes I figured this was a lost cause so I packed it up and headed home. I didn’t get much work done in the afternoon; I just couldn’t concentrate. My mind kept going back to all those deliciously nasty stories about guys actively seeking toxic loads. As I was cleaning out I kept playing with hole thinking how good that raw cock felt. Since I was working from home I’d planned on just wearing shorts and a T-shirt. My big dilemma was do I wear boxer-briefs, a jock, or go commando. Fuck it I was wearing my jock. I loved the way it framed my tight ass. It was finally 5:30 as I walked into Dr. Manning’s office. Matty looked up from his computer and at first had a confused look on his face which quickly turned into a huge grin. “Holy shit Scott I almost didn’t recognize you. Damn you look good enough to eat.” I smiled back feeling a little self-conscious. “Come here sexy give Matty a kiss.” He leaned over his desk and laid a nice wet one on my lips. “Now go have a seat in the waiting room and quit distracting me.” I gave him a quick smile and went to take a seat. There was one other guy already there and he’d been watching the exchange between Matty and me. He winked at me and said “damn Matty why didn’t I get a kiss?” “Oh stop it Chad. You know I only kiss my favorites.” “Oh that hurts.” “Truth usually does.” He grinned and stuck his tongue out at the hunk apparently known as Chad. Chad turned his attention to me with a huge smile. “Love your tats. Where’d you have them done?” “Tat City on 3rd.” “Nice. Max?” “Yep.” “He’s done all of mine too.” “Excellent. I love his work. I’ve been going to him for years.” Okay so I know you want to know what Chad looks like...about my height, extremely toned, tanned, muscular, brown eyes, goatee. I’d say he was probably in his 40s. He was wearing a tank top and shorts. His tank showed off his amazing ink on his shoulders and upper arms. There is nothing hotter than a guy with tats. At least in my opinion. So basically my walking wet dream. I sat down next him and we started discussing tats. He’d just gotten a new one a couple weeks before. “I’ve been thinking about getting another one, I just can’t make up my mind. What’d you get?” He grinned, grabbed the strap of his tank top and pulled it down past his pierced nipple to reveal a big bio haz sign on his pec. “Holy fuck that’s hot!” Before I even knew what I was doing I reached out to trace his tat with my fingers. “Mmm he did great work, right?” “Oh fuck. Sorry man.” I said as I pulled my hand back. “No problem. I love it when a guy admires my ink.” He winked and licked his lips. “You need to get one. You’d be floored how much ass I’ve gotten since I got it.” “Really? I’d have thought it would scare guys away.” “No way, it’s a fucking magnet for those chasers. Let’s the neg boys know what’s on the table.” “I never would have thought it would be but fuck it’s sexy as hell.” “Do it man you won’t be disappointed.” “Uhh yeah I’m not poz.” “Damn, sorry. I just assumed.” “No problem.” He grabbed my hand and placed it back on his tat. “Who knows, play your cards right and you may just earn your own bio haz.” Fuck me! I was starting to get hard. He glanced down and noticed my shorts getting a little tighter and started smirking. “See fucking magnet.” At that exact moment I heard Chris clear his throat behind me. “Umm hope I’m not interrupting boys. Scotty you’re up. Chad honey, sit tight. We’ll be ready for your help shortly.” He has smiling from ear to fucking ear and I was just getting harder. “Take your time. I’m in no hurry. My whole evening is wide open.” He winked at me. “I’m sure I’ll be seeing you soon, Scotty.” Oh dear god please someone shoot me now. I got up and followed Chris; my dick leading the way. I started to cover it up but Chad brushed my hand away. “A hard dick is absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Let everyone know you’re horny and need to fuck. Isn’t that right Chris?” “Damn you boys keep this up I’m going to rip Scotty’s shorts off and start breeding him right here in the waiting room.” “Now Chris, remember what the doc said, no fucking in the waiting room.” Matty called out. “You’d have to do that in the break room.” Yep full on rock hard now. Chad just bust out laughing and Matty had a very smug look on his face. This appointment was not going how I imagined. Then again maybe it was going exactly as it should. Chris lead me to the exam room and had me hop up on the table. “You should just take off your shirt, it will make taking your blood pressure easier.” He managed to say with a completely straight face. “Umm okay. That’s a new one.” “Can’t blame a boy for trying.” He was trying really hard not to laugh. “Well let’s see how that blood pressure is especially with all that blood down there in your crotch.” He finished up and took the cuff off. “Looks really good. Why don’t you take your clothes off and the doc will be into see you in a few.” “Um I’m sorry all my clothes? I’m just doing a blood pressure check. Are you joking again?” “I never joke about getting naked. It says in your chart he wants to do a prostate exam. So he’ll want you naked for that.” He could see I wasn’t convinced. “Trust me it will be a positive experience Scotty. If you’d like I can go get you a gown to put on, but we’ve found most of our patients prefer to be naked.” He placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. “Trust me Scotty all of us here have nothing but your best interests at heart. Besides you’ve got a hot body; you need to show that fucker off. Oh yeah and I love your new shaven look.” He winked and left the room closing the door behind him. Okay, here goes nothing. I took my shirt off and stood up and was unbuttoning my shorts when the door opened and the doc walked in. “Scott, great to see you again. Thanks for coming in so late on a Friday.” He walked right up to me and gave me a big hug. “Have a seat and let’s see what’s going on with your blood pressure.” I kept my shorts on but they were still unbuttoned so you could easily see my jock. He looked at my chart and said “damn your BP looks great. Cutting back your dosage seems to be working. We’ll keep it as is for now then check it again in a few months. Now how are you doing with everything else? How was your month?” “Well doc, umm it was kind of weird.” I proceeded to tell him a bit of what had happened. When I was done he asked, “So the guy came in you, did you enjoy it or did it make you feel guilty?” “I loved it. I didn’t feel guilty until the next day.” “Interesting, so you were okay that night?” “Well,” I blushed and looked away from him. “I kinda went home and fingered myself. I ended up eating most of the load.” “Well Damn! That’s excellent. Did you discuss status?” “No, that’s why I think I’m a bit stressed. He told me after he shot his load that he hoped I enjoyed his gift. I know that may not mean anything but some of those stories I’ve been reading inferred that gift could mean a poz load so I’ve been a little worried.” “That’s perfectly understandable. Other than the stress how have you been feeling? Any flu or cold like symptoms?” “Nope I’ve felt fine.” “Did he cum in you just the once?” “Yes, just once.” “Have you had sex with anyone else since him?” “No.” “How does the thought that you might have taken a poz load make you feel?” “A little nervous.” “Interesting. You say that but your penis is hard and you appear to be leaking quite a bit in your jock there.” “Well damn!” “Okay Scott, here’s what I purpose. We do a rapid HIV test to check your status. If it comes back positive we’ll talk and make a game plan. If it comes back negative we’ll see what we can do to fix that. That sound good to you?” “Umm yeah okay.” Wait what did he just say? “Great. Take those shorts off, but you can leave the jock on. We won’t be needing your cock today so you can keep him covered.” He winked at me. “I’m just going to step out and grab a few things then we can get started.” Fuck! Me!

Chapter 3 The next day was pretty quiet except for some reason I couldn’t stop thinking about Dr. Manning and that damn blow job I received from Chris. On Friday, two days after my exam a couple of friends were taking me out for my birthday. With all my tats I know I give off an edgy vibe but I’m really much more of a quiet guy who prefers a nice dinner with friends instead of going to the clubs. Of course my friends on the other hand prefer the loud clubs so yep you guessed it that’s where they took me. My best friend had a thing for twinks so before I knew it we were knee deep in a bunch of horny young guys. After the third kid called me daddy and told me he was a very bad boy who needed his daddy to fuck him, I knew it was time to call it quits. If anyone was getting plowed it was going to be the birthday boy! I made my excuses to me friends, who didn’t seem all that sad to see me go as they both had a couple of guys all over them. I got home but was way to keyed up to go to bed. I sat on the couch and noticed the card Chris had given to me with the website written down. Fuck it! I grabbed my computer and pulled up the site. Fuck me! There are some twisted nasty fuckers out there and good god my dick was hard and leaking. I stuck to the general barebacking stories as advised. After a couple hours of reading I was so fucking hard my dick could cut glass and that was after shooting a load already. I needed to get fucked! I had downloaded Scruff on my phone a few months ago but hadn’t really used it much. I started looking around but the only ones biting were other bottoms wanting a daddy to fuck them. Okay enough of this. I went to the bathroom stared at my reflection in the mirror. Before I could talk myself out of it I grabbed my razor and started shaving off my beard. Once completed I took a look and damn I almost didn’t recognize myself. I looked a good ten years younger. I couldn’t remember the last time I was clean shaven but it had to be close to 20 years ago. Now try calling me daddy. Honestly I have nothing against daddies. I personal thought they were hot as fuck and I’d never say no to one myself; I just didn’t see myself as one. I took some new pics for Scruff, several of course being shirtless because that’s the rules right. Okay with that done I made sure I was cleaned out and ready to go then started looking at the profiles. I normally am very passive when it comes to these damn apps and wait for someone else to initiate first contact but if I didn’t get a cock in me fast I was going to explode. I sent a couple messages to a few guys and thank god got a response from one rather quickly. “Hey I’d love to fuck you. Got a 3 day load for you.” He unlocked his pics and I did the same. One look at his dick pic and I messaged back “Fuck yeah! Address? He sent it and I was out the door before I could come to my senses. He was close, so It only took me a few minutes to get to his apartment. I rang his number and he buzzed me up. I usually got really nervous when doing a random hookup but not this time. I had never needed to get fucked so bad in my life. The guy was waiting for me with his door open when I made it to his floor. He looked me up and down and told me to get inside and strip. Yep I was naked the second I stepped through the door. His face pic was definitely not current but I didn’t care at this point I just needed his dick inside me. “Get me wet boy. That’s all the lube you’re getting.” Thank god I lubed up a bit before I left home. I sucked him off for a few minutes before he pulled up and told me to lean over the couch. I assumed the position and he slammed his hard cock deep inside in one go. “Holy fucking shit” I cried out. “Sorry man. I’m so horny I couldn’t wait for you to open up.” He started fucking me and pretty soon I was moaning like a bitch in heat. “Damn you love my raw cock buried in your tight cunt don’t you.” Holy shit he was inside me raw. I mean holy shit I actually did it. I had a raw dick buried inside me and OMG did it feel amazing. So this is what all the fuss was about. Pretty soon I could feel him speed up. Then he slammed into me balls deep and I could feel his cock start to shoot and shoot. “Yeah man take my gift boy. Give my babies a good home.” He slowly pulled out and I immediately dropped to me knees and cleaned off his dick. “Fuck yeah clean that dick off good. Don’t miss a drop of my cum.” Seriously who was I. First raw dick and now ass to mouth. Damn talk about a night of firsts. He pulled out of my mouth, patted my head and put his shorts back on. Thanks man I needed that.” Okay I guess we were done. I grabbed my clothes and he showed me to the door. As I was walking to the elevator I could feel a little cum start to run down my leg. When I got home I went to cleanup but instead used my fingers to wipe the cum off my legs then I licked them clean. Oh shit that tasted good. I stuck my fingers in my ass and started fingering myself. Every once in awhile I’d pull them out and stick them in my mouth. Didn’t take too long before I was shooting a huge load all over my chest which of course I promptly ate. I woke up the next morning and couldn’t believe what I’d done. This was not me at all. The next two weeks went by like normal or at least my old normal. I stayed away from breeding.zone; tried to stay busy so I’d stop thinking about the fact that I been fucked raw and liked it. With one week to go before my followup appointment I was acting like a caged animal. Even my friends wanted nothing to do with me. I had been avoiding those nasty stories because I was afraid they’d set me off again. A couple of days before Friday I couldn’t take it any longer. My normal safe porn just wasn’t doing anything for me anymore. I saw the condom and my dick would deflate. I opened up the site again and went right for the stories. I noticed the back room section and saw the bug chasing category. I know Chris said I wasn’t ready for those but honestly the general barebacking ones, as amazing as they were, just seemed like they were missing something. A little danger maybe. Before I knew it several hours had passed and I’d cum twice and was still hard. One thing I started to notice was a lot of the stories talked about receiving the gift or taking dirty loads. I started getting a little nervous wondering if the guy who breed me was actually poz since he kept saying here’s my gift. Fuck maybe Dr. Manning was right. At least it seemed like there were lots of guys out that felt the same way. I was really looking forward to Friday so I could talk to him about what I was going through. Thursday I received the reminder call from Matty and as soon as I saw the number come up on caller ID I started to get hard. “Hey cutie, just calling to make sure you’re good for tomorrow?” “Hi Matty. Oh yeah definitely looking forward to tomorrow. I have somethings I’d like to discuss with the doc.” “Don’t worry he’s made sure to leave plenty of time to take care of all your needs. Oh and it looks like he wants to do a check on your prostate so he’s asked that you make sure your totally cleaned out.” “Umm Okay. That’s an odd request but yes of course.” “Excellent! Trust me it will be a very positive visit I promise.” “Well you haven’t lead my astray yet.” “You’ll be in very good hands. We’ll see you tomorrow stud.”

As far as the practical side, I'm with @drscorpio , I think. Also, don't forget that even if they are only having oral sex with other men, there are plenty of STDs they can pick up that way (HSV, chlamydia, gonorrhea, and syphilis, to name a few). As far as the relationship side, I know from very painful experience that it's possible to love someone (or more than one person) unconditionally and have them love you back, and yet for whatever reason have them treat you badly to the point where you cannot live with it. Only you can make that decision, but if the way that they are treating you badly is damaging to you (and the line "I also don't want to feel used having one of my guys saying "I love you" and calling someone else "daddy" in secret. That makes me feel worthless." is extremely telling, here), you need to take it very seriously. That kind of damage can be very hard to get over, and can slop over into all kinds of other areas in life; also, it is insidious because it can happen gradually in a non-obvious way. I'm five years out, and still having trouble putting my life back together. You may also need some outside help to get a more objective view of the situation - I had to talk to a therapist.

Get on PrEP...it is a game changer. I originally went on it without telling my husband. He was upset at first but accepted it as part of the open relationship territory. He eventually went on it too and life’s so much better. Moreover, since you are on this site, I expect you too have a deep desire to up your raw fucking game. As far as the honesty issues with your husband and boyfriend goes, that’s another issue. You don’t really seem upset - just concerned with your health. That says a lot. I think you need to give yourself some credit; you seem pretty fucking chill. Jealousy is a normal emotion. No way I could handle my husband expressing romantic feelings for another man. I love the taste of another guy’s ass on my man’s crummy dick, *feelings* are a definite No-No for me. Don’t be so hard on yourself, and get your ass on PrEP.

" We discussed that we don't want to take it to the level of anal sex with "outsiders" because of the risks. My husband and my boyfriend say they're monogamous, but I know they aren't. " There is your answer. I was in this exact same situation a number of years ago..... right down to having a 'third' that participated with us now and then for fun. Like you, I also found out that every time I was travelling on business there were many, many situations with bareback sex and one day - my partner was diagnosed with HIV. I tested fine. So, that definitely put a bit of a monkey wrench into the relationship. As stated by many others - get yourself on PrEP right away. Your partner (and your boyfriend) are making decisions about YOUR health and lying to you..... you have to decide how much truth/lies you will accept. But you should NOT accept that they are making health decisions that will affect you for the rest of your life. Minimize your risk - whether you top or bottom. You can still get STD's by the way... but PrEP will definitely help lower your risk of contracting HIV. Do it now!!!! Good luck dude!

I know right.i love that guys know any time they wanna get sucked off or blow their load in someone all they have to do is contact me or go somewhere they know I will be and I will easily take their load.

CHAPTER 8 It was a pretty eventful two and a half years after that getaway. I'd managed to put my slutty little effort behind me (ha!) and the wife and I had managed to have a child so I guess you could call the getaway a success from our perspective. Mike on the other hand had gotten divorced and had more or less dropped off the face of the earth but I heard he was doing very well for himself. Clare said that he'd found out that Cassie had been cheating on him and moved out to the other side of the country. Had to laugh to myself when I heard that, if only the two of them had heard what we'd been up to on that trip! It was a surprise when Mike contacted me out of the blue & suggested he shout me a trip to Vegas for a week for my birthday (a special one). I'd not hooked up with any guys since the trip and didn't really have any desire to, and from the sounds Mike's position of power in his organisation meant he was getting plenty as it was so I figured it was all pretty safe! He was there for an industry thing so he said he'd be pretty busy during the days but we'd be able to enjoy the nightlife. It all sounded good to me & Clare said it'd be good for a little break so I headed off. Mike picked me up from the airport and we got to the hotel mid-afternoon. Even though I was pretty tired, I couldn't help but be impressed by the room, it was nearly bigger than my house! "There's an introduction party tonight, which you're welcome to come to if you want. Might get rid of some that jetlag!" Mike said. I thought I'd go down and have a couple of drinks, it did seem like a good idea. "I'll go in for a while, is there a dress code or anything?" Mike laughed and said that just a decent shirt & pants would be enough. That wouldn't be a problem so I had a shower and we made our way to the rooftop bar where the party was. It all seemed pretty exclusive and everyone gave Mike a warm welcome when he arrived but they looked up and down a bit. A guy came over and gave Mike a deep kiss and when they broke off, he looked towards me. "Is this a new friend Mike?" "Hahaha, no Charles. This is my brother-in-law, he's just in town for a few days!" "Oh good, he wouldn't be jealous then. Always good to see you Mike, I hope we can meet up through the week?" "And miss out on that ass of yours? No chance in the world." Charles smiled and merged back into the party.

Biggest load I've ever blown and most intense orgasm was when a poz top filled my ass with his load. He kept making me tell him how bad I wanted it and needed it, and that led to both of us cumming at the same time. My entire body went numb right after I came. Was amazing

First anonymous load was not until I was in college. I have been getting bred regularly since I was 10 and I was poz by 19. My boyfriend in college was 43 and I was 21 at the time. He took me to a bar that was in a big building with other bars. The bar he liked was in the basement. It had dark hallways and was a leather bar. He told me to stay in this corner of the bar and wait for him to come back. He said I might get some attention from guys once he left. He said I was free to do whatever they wanted with me. I stood there for about 4 minutes before a shadow of a man came up and started playing with my ass. He reached in my jeans and started feeling my cunt. I instinctively turned so that my back was to him. He pulled my pants down so only my ass was exposed. I could feel his wet finger go inside of me and I took a big hit of poppers. Seconds later I could feel his warm cock slide inside of me. He started to fuck me and came pretty fast. He pulled out and walked away. I stood there for another few minutes and my boyfriend came back. He asked me how it was and I told him I was just bred. He seemed happy about that. It was so dark in the place that I couldn’t have pointed out who fucked me.

I love being spit roasted and can adapt to take any cock from any angle. I am a vegetarian, but do like raw sausage meat ☺

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.

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.

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...

Spent last night at hotel in Redmond, Washington....walked down to front desk at about 5 am b/c I had locked myself out after working out, hottie at front desk was definitely interested! He said he had to keep front desk in eyesight, he walked out from behind desk, we went over to some chairs next to the front sliding door, he whipped out his Middle Eastern dick (uncut with plenty of cheese), he couldn't have been more than 20 years of age. Monster dick 9.5 already half hard, I suck it down, working it with my throat. Then he says he'll never be able to shoot without fucking, he pulls his 9.5 inches out of my throat jerks my workout shorts down, bends me over, rams all 9.5 inches upside me on the chairs by the front entrance for 15 minutes, till he busts a nut like no other, he pulls out and zips up, I start to stagger away. Got in the elevator to go back to my room, a guy carrying towels in uniform gets on elevator, follows me to my room after some eye contact, and he comes in bends me over and rails me with another monster middle eastern dick, took him 30 mins to nut, all before 6 am!!!

It was my first weekend as a vers/bottom, in my late 30s. For much of my life when I was with a guy I was always the top. I didn't like bottoming because it hurt and was uncomfortable. Then the SO went out of town for the weekend and I found myself intrigued at the thought of getting fucked. I played with my ass, used a toy to open it up, and posted on CL. Before long, I had a married daddy stopping by on his way home from the airport. He had a condom with him. I sucked him hard, he wrapped it up and got behind me. It was bumpy and not very pleasant. He came and then left. I was almost ready then and there to give it up and find a nice ass to fuck, when the most gorgeous black dick I ever saw appeared in my inbox. In less than an hour he was in my apartment. He didn't have a condom, but I liked to top bare, so I never hesitated at the idea of taking him raw. I was on my knees on the couch, bracing myself against the wall, as he slid inside me. It was the most amazing feeling I've ever had. He took his time and I loved every second of it! Long, sensual strokes, hitting my prostate just right. Then, he informed me he was about to cum, and without a thought I told him I wanted him to cum in my ass. A few more thrusts and I could feel his cock pulsing against my sphincter as he loaded me. After he came, my first raw top withdrew, cleaned himself up, and left. Early the next morning, he emailed me again asking if he could stop by again. Thrilled, I said yes, and within a half hour his beautiful dick was back in my hole. This time nothing needed to be said. He knew I wanted his load, and he filled me again. I've never looked back. Now it's up to the top to say he needs a condom; otherwise I assume we're fucking skin-on-skin.

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

I never would have guessed you were 18," the clerk said handing me back my id. With a shaky hand, i reached for it. Nervous as to what to expect and nervous I would be seen, I almost turned and just bolted. But I had waited too long. After a few hookups in the bookstore booths, I wanted to experience the baths and see if it was really true, that they were just places for men to fuck non stop. Remembering the directions he had given me, i followed the turns and found my room. I figured a room would give me a place to hide if i needed it. I quickly changed into, well, nothing, just a small towel. A very small towel that barely covered my butt it was so short. I watched porn for a few minutes on the little tv and then got my courage up to go look around. I grabbed my key and made it out and wandered thru the halls. No one in the weight room and I didn't care about the showers or bathrooms. I found my way out to the courtyard and turned around after looking briefly at a packed Jacuzzi. As I walked back in I almost bumped into someone. Looking up and down, I was quickly reduced to shyness. He was hot. Really hot. 6 3" maybe, but thin, real thin, except for his big hands and feet. His graying balding hair was cut real short. And it was pretty dark but i had a good feeling about the tent coming from the towel he had on. " Well hello there...," he said quietly in a low sexy voice. "Uh hi" i managed. " I know I would remember seeing you here before, is this your first time?" "Yeah, I just turned 18 a few weeks ago..." I said trailing off. "You are 18?" he asked, looking at me closely. "yeah, but I, i um, i kind of like guys older than me." "Like guys that are maybe 46?," he said smiling. "Yeah, just like that." I said. "Chris, my room is just down the hall, why dont we go there where we can have a little privacy and... ge tto know each other." ""Ok, " was all i said. I was so nervous, but he was so hot. And this was happening. He was leading me by my hand to his room. He sat on the bed and patted for me to sit down too. "So Chris is this your first time here or your first time?" It didn't make sense to lie. I have been going to a bookstore for a few months and usually suck or get sucked. I have gotten fucked a few times too." "Did you like that, getting fucked?" "Well kind of. It hurts a lot but felt good too. Not sure if i am too tight or condoms aren't slippery, but it feels like they tear you when a guy is inside." "Yeah, a lot of guys say that. Condoms are really uncomfortable. For the top too, let me tell you. It sure does feel better without one. have you ever tried it without a condom?" "No, i always meet guys I don't know and everyone says that you should always wear one." "Chris, not everyone says that. A lot of guys here don't use them. They think it ruins it. And a lot of bottoms decide that they want to feel the man cum in them." " But what... isn't that really dangerous?" "Some things are worth the risk maybe. You should try it, maybe you will like it." "I don't know. I don't know if I should." "Well you don't need to decide this second do you? I gotta ask though Chris, I have been wanting to since I saw you out there. Can you take that towel off? I really want to see that butt." I got up right away and dropped my towel and turned to show him my butt. "Yeah that's a hot butt. Spread your legs a little. yeah like that, now bend over and open up and let me see that little boy hole." I saw out of the corner of my eye he had dropped his towel and now turned my head to look and there it was. He wasn't all the way hard yet but it was on its way to being a perfect rock hard 9 inch cock with a massive mushroom head and big shaved cum filled balls. it was giant. And perfect. "You like that cock Chris? Like what I have for you?" "Yeah, its so big. its so big." Walking towards me he pushed me down onto my knees. He didn't have to say anything, as I immediately opened wide and took him into my mouth. Almost immediately, I lost myself in it. His cock was growing rock hard and felt so good in my mouth as i strained to take more and more of it. "Yeah Chris, you love that cock in your mouth dont you?" With my mouth full all i could do is nod my head over and over and try even more to swallow all over that massive man meat. After a minute or two, he stopped moaning and said "Fuck yeah, now its my turn to taste you." I reluctantly took my mouth off his cock, swirling my tongue around the head one last time trying to catch any precum I could and stood up. " No, get on the bed on your tummy. It isn't your cock I want to taste." I didn't understand at first; I had never had my hole rimmed before. When he pulled my cheeks apart and i felt his rough beard against me, I knew. And then i felt it. That magic feeling of a twisting and squirming wet tongue on my sensitive hole. It felt so good. And he loved it too, I could tell. He was licking and stabbing his tongue into my asshole, trying to fuck me with his mouth. I was moaning and gasping and trying not to squirm and buck too much. It just felt so fucking good. After a few minutes, he finally came up for air. His cock was like steel, and so was mine. "I am gonna fuck you now," he declared. It was not a request. It was a fact. And he knew I was going to let him. Out came the lube and he poured it into his hand and went to work working it into me slowly. He was careful not to hurt me, saying "I want to open you up slow so you can take lots of cock and don't get too sore." After getting me and my hole all ready for just about anything at that point, he began to jerk his cock off slowly, coating it with lube. Aiming it at my hole, I felt him start to press against me. "Shouldn't we use a condom?" I said. "I don't have any. Besides, it feels so much better without anything between us. Don't you want to make my big cock feel really good?" he said in a low sexy voice. He never stopped working it in either and at that moment he popped in and made it past my outer ring. As about 3 inches slid into me, I gasped and worked to relax. "Just relax Chris. I am gonna make it feel so good you will be begging me to cum inside you. But I can pull out too. Up to you. Ah yeah it feel so good. So fucking good." And he was just working his cock into me, deeper and deeper. Filling me. And i was trying to think but the need for cock was taking over and I was almost in surrender mode. Surrender happened when he announced "Fuck yeah, 9 inches of cock inside you. Do you feel that? Do you feel full of cock boy?" "Oh fuck. Oh fuck yeah" was all i could get out. As he slowly pulled out and slid back in again, I couldn't even touch my cock. I knew I would come that quickly, if i did. He started working in and out faster now, with deeper strokes. He was hitting deep and i was gasping and moaning and asking for more. "I want to keep fucking you, but i am gonna shoot soon. Your hole is so tight and eager, its pulling the cum up outta my balls." he said. It then flashed thru me again. He was barebacking me. No condom. Maybe that's why it felt so good? Maybe it wouldn't be any good if he had worn one. Instead, this feeling was magical. His cock felt so good I couldn't imagine not having him fuck me. I would hate to have missed this. His raw cock was fucking me so good and deep and sliding so smoothly. He was really fucking me now, and I was grunting and gasping as he fucked the wind out of me with every deep pounding he gave. "Oh fuck boy, I am gonna shoot if I keep fucking you like this. I am gonna fill you with cum. Or else gotta pull out." He grunted. " Don't stop. Are you clean? Like hiv?" I managed to get out. "This is poz cock you got in you Chris." And now he was pounding me. I was moaning and gasping and grunting and totally losing myself in the feelings of my hole as he pummeled it with his massive cock. "Fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you". He muttered with clenched teeth as he pounded me. "Fuck yeah, gonna give you my load. Big fucking poz load. Poz your little fuck hole up and get you hooked on getting your hole bred." "Fucking shit yeah, fuck me man fuck my fucking hole. Cum in me. Give me your load. I want it. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me." I kept repeating that last part who knows how many times. "Yeah , fucking yeah, her it comes here it comes. Fuck yeah fucking take that poz cum. Fell that cock shooting cum in your little fuck hole. Fuuuuuuck yeaaaaaaahhhh" he almost shouted. 'Yeah yeah yeah, give it to me. fucking fuck me. Fill me up. Fill me with cum. Oh yeah, fucking give it to me." He slowed down and finally came to a stop. He still had his cock buried inside me. "I want to keep it in you while my cum soaks into you" he whispered. "Are you really hiv positive?" i asked. "Yeah i am. And I just gave you a huge load." he said. "It felt so good." I said. " " What getting fucked?" "No, when you came in me, I felt it jet inside me and felt your cock pulsing. I am glad you did that. I didnt know it was so much better bare." "Oh Chris, there are some friends of mine out there that would love to add to my seed inside you. Want me to show you around?" "Yeah, i want more. I want more now." I said.

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My main concern is the efficacy of tenofovir alafenamide in the new version... the elimination half life is incredibly short compared at just around a half an hour, where TDF has a half life of 17 hours. Basic logic seems to say that if it’s eliminated that much quicker you have much less room for error in when you take the medication.

12 , I was a paper boy, customer asked me to cum in and get my tip. His partner was sitting on couch . Naked and with a raging hard on . He asked me if I liked it . Wasn’t sure . My customer said to come close let and watch . He began to suck his partners cock . I got short of breath and excited. He asked if I wanted to try ? I did it was awesome. My customer took his pants off and sat next to his partner and started stroking his huge cock after while I was sucking him. I learned to love collection night much better . Soon I would go there after school and when I was done delivering papers for the day . Just for a taste !

This four-part story follows the conversion of a married straight man into someone actively involved in seeking out sex. Definite non-consent elements--the story's content is not out of line with what other stories here have featured, I believe. The first part is below. [think before following links] [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/5341 * * * Bert stumbled a little while walking down the steps which led to the lower level of the parking garage just outside the office building where he worked. He paused for a moment, and shook his head at himself. Darkness was gathering; he should have been home hours ago on this Friday evening. He'd been working too many long hours for the past several days. He could feel the tension from the back of his neck spreading across his shoulder blades. Right then he decided he would not come into work for a few hours tomorrow as he earlier had planned. Instead, he would do nothing except spend time with his family and rest and relax. He had a fleeting thought of sex with his pretty wife and how that would add to his feelings of relaxation. He'd have to assess her mood when he got home. Bert and his wife were both 40 years old, both active and they both kept themselves fit. Bert's handsome dark looks, with just a touch of gray at his temples were complimented by the pretty blue-eyed blond he'd married fifteen years previously. Bert resumed walking down the stairs, but a little more slowly. He reached the concrete floor below and suddenly his attention snapped over to a man sitting in an older, beat up utility van that looked unfamiliar. A glance towards the ramp confirmed Bert's suspicion: the parking gate was broken, again. The automatic barrier arm was fixed all the way up, which allowed any vehicle access to the garage. "Goddamn that fucking property manager!" Bert thought angrily to himself. Bert suddenly realized he was being watched by the occupant of the van, and he felt the hair on the nape of his neck rise. "Shit!" Bert muttered under his breath as he increased his pace towards his own car which was one row back and to the right of where the stranger was parked. He was careful not to look again at the van or the man inside. He reached his car and unlocked the driver's door with the remote. He quickly opened the door and sat down while reaching out to pull the door shut, and looked into the muzzle of a gun pointed at his face. Bert froze while at the same time he felt a flood of adrenalin enter his bloodstream. "Get out." the man spoke quietly yet forcefully enough to let Bert know he meant business. Bert slipped out of the car seat and stood slowly, his eyes never leaving the gun. "Get his cash." the man spoke to another man who had materialized behind Bert's car. The second man walked up to Bert and quickly fetched his wallet from his pants. There was less than twenty dollars in Bert's wallet. The second man grunted with disgust. "Doesn't matter, we can deal with that." the man holding the gun said softly. The second man tossed the wallet into Bert's car and after taking the keys out of Bert's hand, he locked the car. "Come on," the second man took Bert by the arm and began guiding him to the beat up van, "You're going with us." The first man kept the gun pointed at Bert at all times and opened a back door to the van. Bert was pushed up inside and forced to kneel while his hands were tied behind his back, then he was forced to lie down on a pile of dirty blankets while his feet were tied together. Last he was gagged, and blindfolded. Bert was beginning to calm down and think more clearly now. There was no doubt in his mind he was being kidnaped for ransom. The question was, would he survive? His father was a self-made millionaire, a fact that any number of people knew. Bert wasn't so sure his father, a stubborn mule of a man, could be forced to cooperate with kidnappers. The van was started and started moving. Bert tried to listen for familiar street sounds, and tried to count the number of turns the van made, etc., but soon gave up any efforts to track where he was or where he was being taken. After driving for what seemed like an interminable amount of time, the van stopped and Bert heard buttons being pushed on a keypad. A tinny voice on speaker inquired "Yeah?" and the man behind the wheel said "Mark." Bert heard a gate mechanism start up and realized that they were either at a private estate, or perhaps at an exclusive gated community. Soon the van stopped again and Bert heard the clanking of garage doors overhead and realized they were inside the garage of a house. The doors the back of the van were opened. Bert's feet were untied and he was pulled out of the van and guided through a doorway. He was stiff from the uncomfortable ride and received a couple of rough pokes in the ribs with the gun whenever he moved too slowly for his captors. Bert was guided down a flight of carpeted steps into what he assumed would be his prison while his kidnappers made their demands of his father or whoever else they thought could be convinced to pay for his release. He felt a little relief at the thought that at least they hadn't killed him right away. He heard more than one set of footsteps behind him but couldn't tell how many people were on the stairs. The man that guided him down the stairs pushed him through a doorway. "Is he okay?" "Yeah, he's cool. I'll call you." This came from a man with a voice different from the first two men. Bert could hear one man at least, leaving. The gun poked him again. "I'm gonna untie your hands. Take off your jacket and your shirt. Do what we tell you and you won't get hurt, you got it?" Bert nodded as he felt the rope binding his hands being loosened. He slipped off his jacket, his tie and his shirt. "Take off the t-shirt too." He pulled it off over his head. The air in the room was cool, too cool against his skin, and Bert shivered slightly and felt his skin ripple with goose bumps. "Keep your eyes closed." The blindfold was taken off, as was the gag, only to be replaced with some type of leather mask. It had an opening for his nose, and for his lips, but there was a strap that wound underneath his jaw, preventing him from opening his mouth at all. His eyes were completely blocked. Bert could breath easier now but that was all. Next he was led over to what felt like a bed. "Shoes off." Bert slipped out of his dress shoes. "Lie down, face down." Bert climbed on the bed and laid down on the bed as directed. A few moments later, a cuff was snapped around his left wrist, and then cuffed to what felt like a ring in the wall close to his head, slightly above the level of his body. Then his right wrist was similarly cuffed. "I'll go start calling, get him ready." Bert heard the footfalls of someone leaving the room. Bert felt someone's hands at his feet, then his socks were pulled off. He felt his stomach lurch uncomfortably at the casual way he was being handled. Next, a pair of hands slid around his waist and unbuttoned his belt and unfastened his slacks. "Hey...don't..." Bert managed to project in a muffled way through the mask he was wearing. Although he could breath through his mouth, he couldn't actually move his jaw enough to speak normally. His protests and squirming were ignored, and his slacks removed , leaving him clad only in his boxers. He shivered a little. "Are you cold?" a remote masculine voice asked. Bert nodded his head, and few moments later a blanket was settled over him. The man left the room, Bert heard him shut the door as he was leaving. Time seemed to go by slowly and Bert got rather sleepy as the adrenalin that had first surged through his body wore off and the fatigue of the stress he'd been under caught up with him. He even dozed off for a few minutes at a time. Presently, Bert was startled into alertness by voices outside the room. The door opened. The blanket cover Bert was removed, and he shivered slightly with the sudden coolness. "He okay?" "Yeah, fuck yeah, he's perfect." The door shut again. Bert could hear people breathing in the room, but couldn't tell how many were there. From Bert's left, gentle hands came into contact with his back and began a circular massage pattern, closely followed by another set of hands from the right. Immediately Bert tensed up and tasted bile in his throat. "Fags! These guys are perverts!" he thought to himself. Bert had never been remotely sexually interested in other men. The thought of men having sex with other men was had always been repugnant to him. He'd heard scripture read in church many times that condemned "men who lie with men," and he'd always been in agreement with the biblical injunctions against homosexuals. He had always been revolted by the lisping, high-pitched voices and the fey mannerisms and behavior of the few gays he'd come into contact with throughout his life. The more the hands wandered and massaged across his back, the more tense Bert got. Still, ignoring his increasing tension, the hands persisted. They worked lower down his back and began brushing over the curve of his buttocks as they worked their way lower down to his thighs and calves. Then, in spite of himself, Bert started to relax slightly as the massage continued for several minutes. However, his relaxation must have been sensed because as if on cue, both sets of hands began to deeply massage the backs of his thighs, going ever higher and higher until there were fingers delving deeply into the creases between his buttocks and his thighs. One hand even tried to slip down between his legs to reach his genitals, but Bert clenched his legs tightly together. The massage stopped. Bert felt hands hook into the waistband of his boxers and they were pulled off. He felt himself blushing with shame and anger, but he kept silent. "If these assholes think I'm going to cry like a little kid for mercy, they're wrong." he thought to himself. Bert heard water running into a pan of some sort, then heard someone pad over to the bed. A warm washcloth gently sponged across his neck, back and legs, including his feet. The water was dried with a towel by someone else. Then, the washcloth was applied to his buttocks, which Bert allowed without protest, but when the cloth moved towards the inner cleft of his buttocks, Bert resisted by fiercely clamping his legs together. Two pairs of hands suddenly clamped down on his legs and spread them apart. Try as he might, Bert could not move his legs, he grunted and squirmed, but he could not prevent the washcloth from moving in and washing the private areas of his body. His scrotum had contracted almost completely into his body, and his penis likewise had drawn up and the cloth passed over his genitals casually as the creases of his groin were cleansed. Next the cloth was rinsed and then his anus and the surrounding area were bathed and dried. Bert heard a cap of something popping, and then jumped and grunted a protest as a thick finger slid between his buttocks and without hesitation located and then penetrated his anus. He tried to twist away from the violator's finger but was unable. The finger turned one way and then the other, much like a doctor's once had during a prostate exam that Bert had a few years back. The finger retreated for a moment, then was replaced. Bert could tell it was covered with a slippery substance, and the faint odor reaching his nose confirmed it was KY jelly. Again, the finger rotated one way, then the other. The finger was removed again, then a different finger, much thicker, and one that Bert recognized as a thumb was at the opening of his anus, and it slowly began moving inside. It hadn't gone far when Bert began feeling some real discomfort and he involuntarily moaned from the shame of what was happening to him. The thumb continued to press inwards. Then there was a sharp painful cramp that suddenly came out of nowhere and Bert's sudden pained intact of breath caused the thumb to pause for a moment. Then after several seconds, the thumb continued violating him. After several twisting motions, the thumb was removed. Bert gasped a little once or twice and then he listened to the sounds in the room. The air seemed heavy with anticipation. There was the sound of heaving breathing, and a faint slap-slapping sound that he instinctually knew was the sound of a man masturbating. "Give him a hit." a man's voice said. A small bottle with a strange smell was held next to Bert's nose, he tried to twist his head away but his head was held in place by powerful hands. Immediately, the fumes made Bert feel dizzy and weak as his pulse began to roar in his ears. A man's heavy body clambered on the bed and its weight settled on Bert's back. All Bert could do was give a muffled and tortured sob of despair when he felt the man's erect organ probing his buttocks. He tried in vain to twist away, but his legs were held tightly down. The penis found its target. "Uuuuunnoooohhh!" pleaded Bert as he threw his head back and gasped with agony as he was penetrated. A stab of pain sliced through him as the thick glans topping the long shaft was forced inside. Another thrust and an inch or two more of the shaft was inside of him. The initial pain got suddenly much worse as a white hot, truly appalling wreath of pain wrapped all the way around the invading shaft and again Bert threw back his head and this time he gave a sharp strangled cry of pain, without regard for his prior resolutions of enduring what was happening silently. The man paused for a few seconds when Bert cried out. "Oh God, oh God, please!" Bert managed to gasp through the mask as his whole body shuddered with shock. The man attacking him remained still for another moment, then began making small movements, in and out, thrusting his erection ever further inward, eliciting more pained gasps from Bert. "Uh, uh, uh." were the only sounds Bert could manage as the penis thickly invaded his rectum. The pain was so overwhelming, even if the mask had not been in place, he would not have able to compose words to plead with his captors. The rapist continued to thrust gently, in and out, and gradually Bert began to calm down. His anus burned fiercely, but the white hot pain of the initial penetration had faded. "Yeah, you're tight," the man thrusting into him whispered into Bert's ear. "So tight, I love bustin' in tight, straight ass, oh yeah, yeah I do." Gradually, the man lengthened his thrusts, soon his penis was almost being entirely withdrawn on the outward strokes, and Bert gasped in unison with the painfully deep in strokes. "Oh man, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum in your tight ass, oh yeah, here it comes man, take my cum, take it, oh yeah, oh yeeeaaah!" the man grunted as he reached his climax. Bert could feel the man's penis pulse as the rapist ejaculated, his semen spurting several times deep inside of Bert's body. The man rested his body on top of Bert's for a minute, then withdrew, his softening organ making a soft, plopping sound as it slipped out of Bert's body. The man's body was immediately replaced by another's. This man penetrated Bert immediately, causing fresh stabs of pain for Bert as he roughly penetrated Bert's tender and sore anus. However, this man's member was not as wide in girth as the first rapist's, and Bert found that he could endure this rapist without as much pain as the man began rapidly thrusting his way to orgasm. After several minutes of frenetic thrusting, this man too reached orgasm, adding his own semen to that already deposited and then he slid off of Bert's helpless body. There was a pause now. Bert felt his wrists being uncuffed, then his body was flipped over face up. His wrists were fastened again to the wall, much to his disappointment. He had fleeting thoughts of struggling, but he felt strangely passive and lay quietly without struggling. Another man climbed on the bed. He gently spread Bert's legs, which Bert allowed him to do without any resistance. He knew by now that he would simply be overpowered. The third man took Bert's legs and placed one on each of his own shoulders, lifting Bert's lower torso offof the bed with his erect organ slipping and sliding between the cleft of Bert's buttocks which was slick now with semen and lubricant. His erection felt much larger than the two previous rapists and Bert began feeling alarmed as the blunt head wedged into his tightening anus. Bert groaned with despair as another sharp cramp swept over him. "You guys help him relax." the man said softly. Hands came down upon Bert and massaged his chest, and played with his nipples. Then a warm mouth closed over his shrunken penis, and began sucking it gently. The third rapist began to make small thrusting movements. Bert's anus began to burn again with fiery pain as the tender opening was forced to stretch around the thick glans of the large shaft invading it. The mouth that had closed around Bert's penis continued to lick and suck , and the man's tongue also caressed Bert's scrotum, which had completely drawn his testicles up within his body. Bert's penis did not respond to the attention, if anything, it retracted further. The man licked a few more times and then stopped. The hands that had spread over his chest gradually stopped too. The rapist gradually began pushing more and more into Bert's rectum. Bert began to gasp with pain as the member spearing him reached inner regions of his lower bowel not previously invaded by the prior rapists. There was one area in particular that burned deep inside at each thrust. The man seemed to recognize this was especially painful for Bert and he avoided any harsh movements, but still kept on with his ever more and more invasive thrusting movements. Finally Bert cried out again in pain as the man attempted to penetrate him more deeply. The man paused. "Give him another hit of poppers, but not too much, I want him to feel this." the man directed. Bert's body sagged as the warm feeling again rushed to his head, and he became conscious of his heart beating. The pain he had felt started to fade away, and the man cradling his legs thrust deeply three more times and stopped. Bert could feel that the man had fully penetrated him. He could feel the man's coarse pubic hairs brushing against his perineum and tightly retracted scrotum.. "Yeah man, give that ass up to me, you know you can do it. That's right, just relax." "Give him another hit." Bert inhaled again from the small bottle pressed next to his nostrils. The man thrust gently for five or six more thrusts, then he paused for a moment and adjusted his position and then began to nearly withdraw completely and slowly thrust back inside deeply. There was minimal pain now for Bert, and Bert's attention gradually focused on the sensation of the man's shaft moving smoothly in and out of his body, like a wave. "Oh yeah," the man murmured as he continued to move in and out, "You feel so good, so tight, so hot." Unexpectedly, his head swimming, Bert felt a wave of sexual arousal sweep over him as the man who'd penetrated him continued to thrust. Gradually, Bert's own penis relaxed, then filled out and hardened to its full length. He could feel it bobbing up and down and slapping against his abdomen in time with the thrusting of the man above him. The man continued to thrust for a long time, taking his pleasure slowly and without hurrying. A hand slickened with lubricant folded around Bert's erect organ and began stroking it. The pleasurable stimulation caused Bert's anal sphincter muscles to contract and the man using his body suddenly gasped with pleasure at the redoubled tightness of Bert's opening. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, " the man groaned and then slammed one final time into Bert's body. "I'm cuuummming." Bert moaned now, not with pain, but with frustration as the man's softening shaft slid out of him and the man got off the bed. The hand stroking his own penis paused as another man got on the bed and took Bert's legs and spread them widely apart while tilting his pelvis backwards. "You ready for this babe? You look like it." the man said as he prepared to mount Bert's body. This man's erection felt as big, if not even larger than the one just previous to him. Bert sighed cautiously as the penis gently but firmly pushed inside his rectum, and slid deeply into his lower bowel. There was no pain now, just a full sensation. The man's pubic hair felt strange as it ground against Bert's scrotum, which had considerably relaxed by now and was drooping down now with the weight of his full testicles. "Oh man, this is so great. You got such a hot ass babe," the man groaned, "I'm gonna fuck you so good." "You wanna another hit of poppers babe?" Bert nodded yes, and inhaled deeply from the bottle when it was held up to his nose. Bert could hear the man that had mounted him sniff deeply from the bottle too. Blackness approached the edge of Bert's mind and he drifted semi-conscious for about a minute. He gradually gained full awareness again and took in the sensations of what was happening now. The man was using his body to the fullest extent possible. He was making long, deep, and rapid thrusts. His penis would slip out from time to time but he'd quickly guide it back in again without any pain to Bert. Bert could feel his anus gaping open slightly when the man's organ would happen to slip out. He was completely relaxed. Again a lubricated hand closed around Bert's privates, swirling around his testicles in their full pouch, and stroking his penis. Finally, the hand closed around Bert's shaft and Bert began to thrust into the hand, hesitatingly at first, then with greater urgency as the feelings of pleasure began to increase. Soon his hips were rocking in rhythm with the man thrusting into him as Bert rocked upward into the hand grasping him. Inevitably, Bert felt himself approaching orgasm. His anal muscles grew tighter and tighter as the man holding his legs apart drove even more forcefully in and out of his body. "Ah, ah, ah, ah," Bert began to gasp, his hips arching upward as his climax approached. "Yeah babe, I'm gonna cum, yeah, tighten that ass up, yeah!" Bert's orgasm began and he cried out with pleasure/pain as his semen rocketed out of his penis and fountained up across his chest and stomach. The man using his body continued to thrust harshly, crying out with his own pleasure as Bert's body clamped down on his erection with almost painful tightness. Within seconds, he climaxed too and punched one final time into Bert's anal canal and Bert could feel the semen spurting and flowing inside of him. Bert sagged back onto the bed and the man who had just spent himself mercifully slid out of him. Bert was grateful that no more men attempted to mount him. He was gently bathed again, with special attention to wiping up and cleansing his abused and sore anal area, and finally unshackled from the wall. Some of the men helped him dress, holding him like a small child at times. Their hands were gentle and soothing. Soon he was guided out of the room and back up the stairs he'd descended several hours earlier. He was then placed in the van again, and after a long drive, the van pulled up and stopped. The mask was removed from his face, and he was told to step out of the van. He got out and stood on the sidewalk, recognizing the fact that he was outside of the office building where he worked. He stood with unsteady legs gazing up at the building. He didn't turn around as the van drove off. He had a lot to think about.

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Chapter 28; *Fuck Flu ~ The beginning of my Sero-conversion* From tomorrow (Wednesday) until Tuesday the following week my life was pretty uneventful. As said, I put my head down and focused on my new job, new home, and in general my new life. The mundane part to it anyway. Having worked just one day on the Wednesday and finding throughout the day my ability to urinate was becoming more and more increasingly difficult with pain present. It felt like I was pissing glass. Then, later that evening at home my urethra abruptly started to heavily leak Gono-pus. Fuck. I had never seen that. I got Jeff's card and put his number into my phone, which soon showed him as having the chat App I use. I went online to tell him what was happening, as he had told me to. I saw my boyfriend Lew was online, but, he was now not a priority; - Hey Uncle Jeff, it's Steven, from the Sauna, the English guy. [My message was opened promptly] - Oh, it's the English PiG with the sexy ass. How is Boston treating you? - Er, yeah, fine I guess. Listen, my Dick has been hurting all day to pee, and now a thick discharge has just started. I guess I had better go to the clinic and have it looked at. Is it open on a Saturday? I don't think I can take much more time off work, especially as I have only just started. - Oh FUCK YEAH. The English PiG has my Gono leaking from his piss-slit. Hot! 😈 I want to come around to see it, so, put a visit to the clinic on hold. I think I am free to come over on Monday. - Is it okay to wait until then. It hurts too. - Oh you will be okay, don't worry. And the pain, you will get used to it. It is just a minor irritation. Try playing with yourself. Get yourself hard. Play with that pus. Embrace it. Fast forward five days, and it was now Monday evening, and Jeff said he was unable to make it this evening having said he thought he could, and that he should be able to come Friday evening instead, telling me I could go to the clinic on Saturday. So here I am, Monday night, with an active Gono infection, and Jeff's words from last week rang through my ears, and so I put on some porn, and began to allow myself to become aroused, and play with myself. As my erection grew and as I tugged, the pain increased. I stopped tugging and began to slowly scoop up the pus that had already dribbled out and smear it over the tip (Glans) to my Dick. I let out a grunt as I really began to now get lost in the moment and embrace this new part of me. I suddenly had a flashback of Uncle Todd milking his perineum, so, I began to do the same, and before long a huge amount of Gono-pus gushed out from my piss slit, causing me to roar in pain. Scooping it all up I lubed up my Dick, and took to having a wank. With sticky fingers I messaged Uncle Jeff; - I'm having a wank using the pus as lube. It's painful, yet, I am finding myself really liking it. - FUCK YEAH. What a nasTy PiG. Put your video cam on. Let me see. I put the video cam on, and he watched me wank, and was shouting words of encouragement as I got heavier into it, and closer to cumming. - Go on PiG. Shoot your filth. Finger that pus into your cunT, and as you cum I want to hear you scream; ''I am a nasTy CRF19 faGGot''. As I was part between laying down and sat upright I did as instructed and fingered my NEG cunT with my Gono-pus, courtesy of Jeff, as I wanked vigorously with Gono-pus lube, and very quickly getting to the poinT of no return... - Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, Oh FuuUUUUHHH ... ''I am a nasTy CRF19 faGGot''. I shot a MASSIVE load all over my belly, chest, and chin, which Jeff made me eat. And when I say eat, he made sure I ate the LOT! I was feeling unusually tired, so went to bed earlier than usual. The next day (Tuesday) brought us to it being 11 days since my dancing gig at Aiden's club. I had just finished work and was beginning to feel a bit odd, out of sorts from my usual self. I went home, and was beginning to feel very cold, achy, and stiff, thus didn't have the inspiration to make dinner, so, again it was a delivered take-away. And soon it became very apparent something was really not right as I was now off of my food too. I only managed a few mouthfuls when I gave up trying to eat anymore. I was quickly going downhill, so I obviously was coming down with a flu of some kind. I just didn't know which kind exactly. I forced myself to clean my teeth, and went to bed. By now my throat was beginning to feel sore. Taking my clothes off felt like climbing a mountain, and even though it was the summer I was feeling FREEZING! I soon drifted off between the sheets. But then, it was not long before I soon woke up, probably only a few hours after I had dropped off. I was now experiencing a symptom I had never had before; Heavy night sweats! Every muscle and joint ached, my throat was extremely sore now, it felt like I had swallowed a spiked ball or something. My sheets were drenched, I was wet, skin burning up, yet, I continued to feel ice cold right through to my bones. I tried to sleep again, but was waking every 30 minutes or so, thus, an extremely disrupted sleep. When it came to the time I had to get up to go to work, I knew I was not able to go in, I felt absolutely horrific as a raging Fever tore through me, slamming me around the throes of a full on Fuck-Flu. I called my boss Ayan who could hear how awful I was, and told me to as a minimum take the rest of the week off. All this time I was taking off of work. What a very generous boss I had. Or, was he just very subtly orchestrating taking me to a certain very unique event of that filled with dark forces!? 👺

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;

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! 🐽

This may be my all time favorite story. Hopefully we can get more?

The stink of my boy pussy is making me feel so slutty and horny. My man came through and dicked me down this morning and my ass smells gamey. I've been enjoying the smell all morning and it's got me in the mood to put out for anonymous dicks.

Since age 3, I remember rubbing my penis against my bed corners which give me an intense feeling leaving me exhausted not knowing why, but regularly I did it again because it felt so good, at age 6 in first grade a older graduate asks me to suck his cock I was intrigued at first, but his cock felt cold and not sweet as I would have liked then unfortunately I had to change schools. The second memory was at age 9 when the doctor insert a finger to check my appendix which happen to need an operation. after that I started to insert all kinds of objects in my pussy larger each time while masturbating. I had dated girls but never get too interested to have sex with them because I could not ask them to fuck me. I was kind of girly boi, but could not accept it and let it out due to peer pressure, but I craved to get my pussy fucked by Brasilian transsexual in Paris as often as possible, then at 18, I went to a public toilet to find a guy to fuck me, it was amazing as we came at the same time when he was deep in my pussy will masturbating me, I knew I was a bottom from the beginning wishing to serve top either transsexual or man and sometime girl if she was the bush type and dominate and fuck me hard. Now my prefered scene is with transexual and girl in threesome. I love doing gang bang with men, me been the cum dump when possible

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

cumdumps are born to be used like that. I'm glad you were taught that early

This sums up my fear. I'm still kind of new to all of this and have only gotten fucked using condoms, but god I love it so much! I keep hearing about how much better it feels to get fucked raw, and I regularly fantasize about feeling another man's cum flooding me deep inside. It always gets me instantly hard, like I'm hard right now just typing this. I also had a guy try to stealth me once, and just the sensation of the smooth, soft head of his cock touching my hole was indescribable! My body wanted nothing in the world more than to feel him slide in and take me, fuck me, breed me. Stopping him was probably the hardest thing I've ever done. And that's what scares me. I'm married to a woman and DL. Even if I decided that I was willing to take the risk, there's no way I could ever justify putting her in that kind of danger. But the craving is strong. Really strong. And I suspect that the only reason I'm able to resist is that I've never actually experienced it. I worry that if I tried it once, even with someone I knew was tested and safe, I wouldn't be able to ever say no to a bare cock again.

I have told my story in other forums but I can tell it here as well. I chased, I guess that’s what I will call it now. I was 17 and met a man that was I think 34 at the time. I am 5’5” tall and 130lbs. He is 6’3” 220 black man. He also has a 10” dick so that always helps. He made it clear that I was not his type and he did not want a relationship. He also said he did not want to duck me because he hated condoms and he was poz. I really can’t explain it but I knew he was the one and I worked hard at seducing him into gifting me. I eventually wore him down and he started beeeding me in May. I got the fuck flu in late August. It could have been the first time that knocked me up. There was a lot of blood and tearing. I have to say I was scared when I tested poz. At the time in the late 90’s treatment was not as it is today. For me everything worked out. I got the man and his gift and we were together for 5 more years. I am still in touch with him and we will always have that special bond. No regrets.

Im of an age (53) I lived though most of my friends and lovers dying of AIDS in the late 80's and 90's. I went to so many funerals , it was so fucking unfair that these guys who had done nothing wrong were cut down in there prime. I have sat on many beds and held so many hands , and it was a privilege to do so. I promised a lover in his last few moments that I would take care of my self and not take risks , and I did till PREP. PREP is a compete game changer. I am now making up for lost time.

3. Rod. Things with Jay were progressing exactly as I wanted them to. I'm sure every boy thought that he was a special snowflake, but in reality, it was just like pressing a few buttons. It would be a few years before Jay realized how easily he had been played, but by then, it would be far too late for him to do anything. Plus, more than likely, he would wouldn't even care. If anything, he would come back and thank me for pulling him out of his shell. Of course, there was no way I was going to give this opportunity up. In the pocket of my pants, now lying on the floor of the patio, there was a vial of GHB, along with a few small tablets. I was paying Aiden well over two grand for the pleasure of breaking him in and giving him his first load. In the unlikely event that the easy way didn't work, there were always other ways to get what I want. "Like this?" he said. He practically wagged his ass at me. Aiden had texted me that he had done a bit of coke in the ride to my place, not to mention the G I had already fed him. His mind was tuned for pleasure. Of course, my pleasures were significantly darker than he was expecting. I was planning on giving him a gift that would last him a lifetime. "Exactly," I said. I knelt down behind him. He had taken a shower before going out; his ass smelled like soap and boy-sweat, exactly how I liked it. I leaned in. "Just relax and enjoy it," I said, before pressing my lips against his tender young hole. There was a bit of fuzz on his crack, enough to remind me, if I needed any reminding, that he was a young man at the peak of his game. I ran my tongue around his tight pucker, savoring the taste of sweat. "Oh god," he moaned. He had admitted that he didn't even know what rimming was, much less ever had it done to him. "Oh god," he repeated. I grabbed his hips, holding him in place, as I repeated my simple action. I felt him shaking. He had no idea of the pleasure his ass was able to give him, and this first contact was both exciting and scary. He had years of conditioning about what was right, not to mention years of repressing his instincts. I was going to destroy all of those tonight. By the end of the night, he was finally going to be far more than just an occasional cocksucker. "Oh fuck," he grunted again, as my tongue worked over his hole. I took enough time away from the critical task of licking his asshole to ask him a quick question. "Good?" I asked. "Oh yeah. Please. Don't stop." He further emphasized his needs by pressing his ass against my face. He almost suffocated me between the muscular perfection of his cheeks. I didn't mind at all. If I had to die, I wanted it to be like that. But, I pushed back on him just enough for to be able to breathe. "Oh fuck,' he moaned again, as my tongue pushed into his hole. "You're licking my..." he started, before he got lost again in the pleasure of getting his ass eaten. "Relax," I said. I dove back into his hole, finding a new point of pleasure, and launching him into a higher orbit of pleasure. "Just enjoy it." My own dick was now sticking straight out, hard and ready. Any inhibitions the young man might have had were unable to withstand the attack of my talented tongue. My dick knew this, and was eager to begin its attack as well. I knew that Aiden had not told Jay about my HIV status. If Jay asked me, I would give a careful non-answer, one that he was far too young and naive to know was a non-answer. It was a bit deceitful of me, but the virus had changed me in particular ways. The infection had re-wired my mind. It was a subtle re-wiring, nothing overt or obvious. But I understood how the Africans had developed the superstition that sex with a virgin would cure AIDS. At least I knew enough to know that it was hardly a cure. Far from it, it was just the virus's way of ensuring its own survival. "Please," Jay begged me. "Don't stop that." Of course, in the day, maybe two days from now, Jay would think back, and wonder what he had done. He would be scared. But now, he was asking me as clearly as possible to continue, so I did. I pushed my tongue into his hole, opening him up and lubricating him. He took one hand off the railing, and began to play with his cock. For now, I let him, but if he was going to cum, it was going to be on my schedule, not on his. I returned to running my tongue around the edges of his hole. "Oh god," Jay moaned. "I want it in me." My dick jerked. It knew an invitation to fuck when it heard one, and I was not going to turn it down. Besides the rather handsome sum of money I was paying to Aiden for the pleasure of deflowering Jay, I had not cum in a few days: a combination of travel, schedule, and hoping to find the right hole. Jay's hole was definitely the right one. It was tight like the virgin he was, with the perfect amount of fur around it, all nestled between two perfect halves of an ass. "You want more?" I asked. My balls were heavy; they had been filling up over each of those days with mixture of sperm, virus, and semen. "Oh, fuck yeah," Jay said. It was as clear as an invitation as I could get. He had asked for more. He was going to get more. I licked a finger, and pressed it into him. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Jay moaned. He was loud when his ass was played with. I wondered if this was just the newness of it all, or if it would continue once he was an experienced bottom. I didn't care; I liked that he was a boy who knew what he wanted, nor, with the help of a bit of alcohol, a bit of coke, and a bit of G, was he afraid to admit what he wanted. Of course, he didn't know everything he was getting when he asked for my dick. My virus was a special gift he wouldn't know about it until it was far too late. Of course, if he asked, I would not lie. But Jay was not the first boy Aiden had found for me to infect with my poz seed. Some had the foresight to ask about my status; they were able to go into the experience with their eyes open, ready to enjoy the special bonding. Others were too blinded by their simple need for seed to even know what to ask. But the best were the ones that didn't care at first and then, when it was nearly too late, they would ask. I wondered which type Jay would be. But, before I got too lost in thought, I turned my attention back to Jay, and his perfect, virginal asshole. Like a tribesman of old, giving thanks to the gods in anticipation of a successful hunt, I was worshipping Jay's ass. I was sticking my tongue deep into him, showing my profound appreciation for his offering to me. It was a good thing as well. Despite remembering the drugs, the poppers, the cockrings and all the other paraphernalia of a sex party, I had forgotten lube. It wasn't a big deal. Spit, pre-cum, and semen were always the best lubes, and I had all three in spades. Already, there was a bead of pre-cum forming at the tip of my dick, the harbinger of a steady stream that would leak out of my shaft and into Jay's waiting body. That was just my pre-cum; the actual load of semen could occasionally be massive. My pre-cum dripping from my dick made me feel like a real man. A powerful man, able to destroy a life with my dick. Ever since the first boy I pozzed up nearly four years ago, this had been something my therapist and I talked about nearly every session. I said it was the virus re-wiring my brain. He said it was my anger at being poz. Either way, there was a list of twenty boys permanently tattooed on my calf. They were my poz sons, the boys and men that I had helped infect. One was already dead, although he had died of a drug overdose, not from my virus. It would not be long before I would have a twenty-first name added to the honor roll. I pushed my tongue deeper into Jay's beautiful hole. I had to be careful: I wanted him open enough that he wouldn't be scared away from future fuckings. But then, I didn't want him so loose that my seed couldn't find the tiny nicks and tears. These holes in his defenses were best installed by his ass being stretched out by a man's raw cock. "Oh, god," Jay moaned. He let go of the railing with one hand, and let it drift down to his groin. He took his dick in his hand. Even just from my rimming, or maybe because of my rimming, Jay's dick was already hard. "Not yet," I said, gently grabbing his wrist and pulling it away from his shaft. I wanted him aroused, but I needed him to cum on my schedule, not on his. Besides, in addition to deflowering and knocking the boy up, I had one more goal. This was a long-term goal and one that wouldn't pay out until long after the initial pleasures had dissipated. I wanted to teach Jay to make his hole the center of his sexual pleasure and satisfaction, rather than his penis. His future customers would thank me for it. The vision of Jay's soft, boy cock dripping out semen as his hole got pounded by some sleazy, poz daddy's raw cock got my dick twitching. The bead of pre-cum had turned into a small rivulet of dick juice, and far too soon, I'd need to stick my manhood into Jay. I ran a finger along the edge of Jay's hole. It opened up for me and gently caressed the tips of my fingers. Where Jay's head was tonight didn't matter; his hole was going to make the next few decisions for him. "Oh god," Jay moaned again. "Stick it in me." It wasn't clear if he meant my finger or my cock. I didn't care. I would push a finger or two into him, to stretch him out some more, but then, I would put my dick inside of him. I was paying more than enough for the privilege, even if he was not entirely aware of the implicit arrangements that had been made with Aiden. "Don't worry," I said. "Patience boy. You'll get what you want soon enough." I pushed the tip of my index finger into his hole. "Oh fuck," Jay grunted. His dick was bouncing with his every breath. It was still erect and firm, which made its gyrations even more pronounced. If I was doing this right, Jay was quickly reaching the point of no return. He would be simply incapable of refusing my cock, and it would be nearly as difficult for him to demand I wear a rubber. "I've never had that done to me." "I can tell," I said. "It's cool. This is just us having fun." I pressed my finger a bit deeper inside of him, just barely touching his prostate. I slowly pushed it in and out of him, stimulating him and further introducing him to the possibilities of anal pleasure. "We can go as fast as you like. And as far as you want." "Oh god. Don't stop yet," Jay moaned. I didn't know Jay very well. I had known him less than two hours and it was hard for me to judge: was his response his own, or was he being pushed past his comfort zone by the GHB Aiden and I had dosed him with. But it really didn't matter how I got Jay to this place. It could have been through careful words and expert tongue work or it could have been through administering contraband drugs. All that mattered was Jay moaning like a bitch in heat, begging for my cock. "I'm not." I pressed my finger in further, feeling how hot his body was, and how easy it was to push my way into his hole. "This is fucking hot, feeling you like this." I pulled my finger out of his hole, rubbed it against the tip of my dick, and coated it with my pre-cum. "Wow," Jay said. I realized that with his torso bent over, leaning against the railing, he could just look down and watch my dick's every twitch. He had been staring as I had coated my finger with my pre-cum, and literally caught me red-handed trying to get my DNA into his hole. "That's fucking hot." He paused, just long enough for the uncertainty build. "Your cock. Dripping like that." "Yeah?" I asked. My hand dropped back down to my dick, and I started to stroke the full length. "You like the way it looks?" "Yeah," he said. There was no hesitation now. He was confident about what he was feeling and what he wanted. "I do." "You've told me you've sucked cock before. You want to try it again?" We were moving from the abstract to the concrete, and from having something done to him to doing something to me. There were milestones on Jay's journey and this was going to be the next big one. Jay hesitated for a moment. "Just try it. See how you like it." "Yeah," Jay finally said. "Yeah. I'd like that. Just.." He paused for a second, searching for the words. "Just. let's keep this between ourselves." "No one else here," I replied. "Good. I just don't want to bring Aiden into this." "Don't worry about Aiden. He won't mind at all. Trust me." The only way Aiden was going to mind about Jay sucking my cock was if the boy did a bad job of it. My thick, hard manhood needed a talented and dedicated cocksucker, not a bumbling novice whose heart wasn't in it. Jay may have been a novice, but I suspected he would be quick to learn exactly how I wanted to be serviced. "You sure?" I hoped that the GHB wasn't wearing off. I would hate for our fun to end prematurely. "I just," he began. The drugs were still in his system and the brief moment of lucidity quickly passed. "I just...I just really want it." "Of course," I said. I stood up, my legs brushing against his, my dick rubbing right up against his crack. "We're just playing around," I said. "Nothing serious." "Good." Jay turned around to face me. I had forgotten how much taller than me he was, and I had to look up to meet his eyes. "Fuck, it's a nice dick," he said, running a hand along the full length of my cock. "Take your time," I said. "We're in no hurry." Everything I said and did was geared towards making each choice Jay made easy and obvious. It would be that much sweeter when my raw shaft sunk into his hungry, wet hole. I reached up, put a hand on his shoulder, and gently pressed him down. I had a responsibility to train him well, and that training began with him learning that if he wanted to suck my dick, he would be on his knees. "Kneel down," I said. "Get a closer look at it." I didn't need to tell him what to do. As soon as I put just the slightest bit of pressure, Jay dropped to his knees. He looked up at me; I hadn't remembered that he still had his glasses on. They gave him a charming innocence. It was going to be delightful to watch my dick disappear into his sweet mouth. He reached out to grab my cock, then stopped himself. "May I?" he asked, with the earnestness of an amateur actor in a sexual assault awareness film. "Of course," I said. "It's here for us to play with. To have fun with." "Good," he said, as fondled my dick. His hands were warm and soft, like a boy's hands should be. "I want to play. There's a lot I need to learn." "There is," I said. "But mostly, just do what comes naturally." Jay's explorations of my dick had continued as we talked, and he had reached my cockhead. It was now slick with the accumulated pre-cum, and his fingertips glided over the sensitive skin. "Oh yeah," I grunted, as he found a rhythm and started to jerk me off. "You like that?" he asked. He didn't stop. "Oh yeah," I said. I reached down and ran a hand through his hair. The sides of his head were shaven, and he had longish hair at the top and back. It was blond and thick, full with a bit of gel in it. It was exactly what I had imagined his hair would feel like. "You want to taste it?" I asked. He looked up at me. His blue eyes were even more dilated than the dark patio required. It was the drugs still in his system. "You sure?" he asked. He left his mouth slightly open, and ran his tongue over his lips. It wasn't clear if he knew just how much he was teasing me or not. "Yeah," I said. "I think you'd enjoy feeling a dick in your mouth again. And I'd love to feel your mouth on my tool." He leaned in further, his breath warm against the skin stretched over my dick. "Come on," I said. I had grabbed the back of his head and was applying just enough pressure for him to know what was expected of him. "Take care of me." "Oh fuck," Jay grunted. He opened his mouth further, enough for the tip of my cockhead to slide in. His tongue ran over the slit at the top and lapped up a fresh drop of pre-cum. "Mmmmmmm," he moaned, as he wrapped his lips around the stiff shaft. I was now officially inside of Jay; I was only the second man to get my dick this far with him. "Oh fuuuck," I murmured. A blow job always felt good. To be one of the first guys a man had ever blown felt even better. Knowing that I was also infecting him with my virus felt best of all. I wanted to hold his head in place and fuck Jay's throat. But I remembered that I had to play the long game; all that needed to happen tonight was to inseminate the young man. "You like that?" Jay managed to say, even with a few inches of my dick in his mouth. "Oh yeah," I said. "Don't talk. Just focus on what's important." "Your dick is important." "It is," I said. I put a little more pressure on the back of his head. "Focus," I said. "If you make it feel good, it will make you feel good." Jay took the hint, and returned his attention to sucking my dick. He wasn't bad at it; for only the slightest bit of practice, he had a natural talent. He knew enough to avoid his teeth, and seemed to find a pace that was both natural and arousing. "That's what I want to feel," I continued. He looked up at me. I thought he was going to say something, but he only forced himself to take more of my dick. As I said, he had a natural talent for sucking dick. I hoped his ass was going to be just as welcoming. "Fuck," I grunted. "That feels good." "Oood," he said. It was hard for him to talk, with my dick pressing against the back of his throat. Yet he was still smiling, seemingly oblivious to the discomfort of my dick practically in his throat. "Oood," he moaned again as one more inch of my cock disappeared into his mouth. "All the way?" I asked. I rubbed my hand along the back of his head, gently pushing a bit more of my cock into his mouth. My dickhead was pressing against the back of his mouth, waiting for the thrust that would push my shaft into his throat. Jay's eyes widened, and I thought he was smiling a bit more. "Esss Er!" he said. It took me a moment to realize he had just called me Sir. But there was nothing else that gagged garble of sounds could have been. "Fuck yes, boy. Take all of my dick." Both hands were now pulling on his skull, slowly but deliberately pushing my dick into his throat. "Uuck, Er!" There was panic on Jay's face as my dick entered his throat, cutting off his airway. "Relax," I said. "Swallow, and hold your breath for a second." His throat was contracting around my cock, and he was seconds away from gagging. I felt him swallow, the gentle massage of the length of my cock. Then a stillness, as he stopped trying to breathe air, and instead inhaled my cock. "That's it. Show me how much you like my dick." Jay made no attempt to reply. Instead he looked up at me, still wearing his nerd-core glasses, and jammed the last inch of my dick down his throat. I stared at his lips wrapped around the base of my dick and his nose deep in my pubes. It was a really good start to the night; Jay was on his knees, willingly choking on my cock. It would be a natural progression to my cock inside his hole. When my raw cock entered his hole, Jay was going to lose two things that were very valuable and precious. First, I was going to take his virginity from him. He would never be able to get that back. Second, and far more valuable, I would take his health and innocence. My balls were churning, full of my infected semen. I would inject it deep in him, where his defenses were the weakest. It would take a few weeks, but the virus would infiltrate his body, defeat his immune system, and make him forever diseased. "Oh fuck that feels good," I said. His eyes were closed now, concentrating on not gagging. He was no longer smiling and instead, all of his attention was focused on pleasuring my cock. The expression on his face was somewhere between agony and discomfort as he struggled to keep all of my shaft in his throat. "Don't stop. Let me fuck your throat." Jay's eyes widened. The reality of sex between men was sinking in. It wasn't the soft coupling of a man and a woman. It was a rough, aggressive display of power and dominance, and in this round, I came out on top. It was going to be hard for Jay to change these roles. Even with just one session, the pattern was set and he was here for my pleasure. "Fucking don't want to cum yet," I grunted, pulling Jay's head off my dick a bit. "Want to enjoy your throat a long time." Jay was gasping, both for breath and for more of my cock. It was a pathetic display of hunger and need from the young man, and it only made my dick drip more. "I want your load," Jay said. "I know you do," I said. I was paying Aiden a lot of money to give Jay my load. There was no way I was going to give up the opportunity to breed him. "And I want you to have my load. A lot." I grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him back down on my cock. "But all in good time." Jay smiled again, not knowing just what I had in mind. This time, I was relentless. I needed my dick buried in his throat, and I was going to do it on my schedule. I pushed him down on my dick, not even pausing as my dickhead forced itself into his throat. "Oh, hell yeah," I grunted, as his lips hit the base of my dick. "Oh fuck, you are a natural cocksucker." Jay's eyes bulged, and his smile was quickly replaced by a panicked expression. "Ugggh," he started to say, but I pushed another millimeter of dick into him. It seemed like nothing, but it was enough to shut him up. It was also just enough to gag him. "Work through it," I said, quietly but firmly. I didn't let go of his head. Jay was going to have to learn how to deep throat and nothing was going to be accomplished by coddling him. "Learn how to breathe cock."