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Chapter 8 I walked into Dr. Manning’s office and his adorable receptionist looked up from his computer and smiled at me. “Good afternoon, can I help you?” “Hi, I’m Kevin I have a 4pm appointment with Dr. Manning.” “Welcome, Andrew didn’t tell me how hot your were.” I started blushing. Damn I was doing that a lot lately. “Mmm and you embarrass easily. Hot! Okay fill out these forms and we’ll get you going.” I filled out the paperwork and returned them to him. He looked them over and said, “yum, I never would have thought you were 51. Bet you have the young guys hanging all over you.” “I, umm, yea, umm no not really.” “Too bad. Well okay I’m Matty. Go ahead and have a seat. The doc’s running a little behind today but the wait shouldn’t be too long.” “No problem, thanks.” I took a seat and started looking at my phone. About five minutes later I heard the elevator open but wasn’t paying attention to the guy that got out on the floor until I heard Matty let out a shriek. I looked up and saw him hugging and kissing what looked like rather nice young man. I just smiled a little jealous I didn’t get a greeting like that. I wouldn’t mind Matty’s tongue down my throat. They broke apart and continued talking but I couldn’t make out their conversation. Soon the other guy turned and started his way over to where I was sitting. “Holy fuck!” The guy said. “Dad what are you doing here?” Josh asked me taking the seat next to me. “I’m here to see the doctor. What do you think I’m here for,” I said grinning. “Very funny dad. No seriously why Dr. Manning?” “I’ve got a little problem and my boss recommended him. Said he’s the best.” I was so focused on Josh that I hadn’t realized Matty was now standing right in front of us. “Sorry to interrupt,” the huge grin on his face contradicted his statement, “but Josh, did you call him dad, as in this is your real dad not some daddy you picked up at the bar?” Now it was Josh’s turn to blush. I jumped in to save him, or embarrass him more, just depends on how you look at it. “Yep I’m his real dad. My sperm helped create this fine specimen of a man you see before you.” “Dad really please stop talking.” “Now Josh, is that any way to speak to your father?” Matty asked, trying not to laugh. “Maybe he should take you over his knee.” “Matty please I’m begging you stop talking.” “Josh at times like this I find the best way to get Matty to stop talking is to put something in his mouth.” I looked over and saw someone else had joined us. “Hi, I’m Chris, Dr. Manning’s nurse. I’m guessing you’re Kevin?” We shook hands and he squeezed mine a little before letting go. Chris was gorgeous, over 6 feet tall, hairy arms; he filled out his scrubs nicely. His top was so fitted I could easily see the outline of a pierced nipple. “Matty, I’m sure you can find something to keep Josh occupied with while I take care of my next patient.” He winked at me then took my hand to lead me to the exam room. “So Kevin, lets get your vitals. I understand you’re here for an STI check,” he grinned at me and I shook my head yes. He got everything he needed then went through the standard questions. I smiled when he got to, “are you sexually active?” I started laughing. “Oh right I guess that would be a yes. Do you have sex with men or women?” “Well, lately it’s been just men.” “So would you consider yourself bisexual then?” “Up until a few weeks ago I would’ve said straight, but today I’d say 100% gay.” “Well excellent. Welcome to the family, I think you’ll fit in nicely. Okay sit tight and the doc will be in shortly.” He squeezed my knee and left the room. A few minutes later Dr. Manning walked in. He shook my hand and introduced himself. “So Kevin, I understand you’re one of Andrew’s boys.” “Umm well I guess you could say that, but actually he’s my boss.” “Mmm that must be convenient for him. I know I alway love having a willing hole hole or two around whenever I need to release.” Okay wow just where the hell had Andrew found this guy. “He’s been good to me,” I said not really sure how to respond. He had an amazing smile. “So Andrew did give me a little bit of info about why you’re here but why don’t you give me all the details.” “Well, I ah, kinda had unprotected sex over the weekend. A lot of unprotected sex.” “Hey no reason to be ashamed. Trust me no judgement here. I think it’s important for guys to embrace their true nature. So let me ask you, are you HIV negative?” “Well honestly I’ve never been tested. I was married to a woman but haven’t had sex in a very long time. So I think it’s safe to say up until last Friday I was negative. Now after that well,” I shrugged and smiled at him. “Based on what you’ve just told me I’m guessing you’re also not on PrEP? “Correct.” “Andrew mentioned that he and Greg gave you 3 loads each.” “Yes that’s right.” “And you know Greg was just recently confirmed as having full blown AIDS?” I shook my head yes. “How did it feel when he ejaculated his extremely toxic cum deep inside your body?” “It was absolutely amazing sir. I mean part of me was like ‘what the fuck are you doing,’ but the other part of me was ‘fuck yeah more please!’” “I’m guessing based on your visit to me today, the ‘more please’ part of your brain won out,” he said chuckling. “Ahh yea, that’d be an accurate statement. I may have stopped at a bar on the way home and ended up with another seven loads.” “That’s great! I’m really proud of you. Why don’t you take your clothes off and we’ll see what’s going on.” After what happened with Andrew I didn’t even think twice, just stripped down. He examined my cock first. It had some puss oozing out. “Is it painful to urinate?” “Like pissing glass.” “We’ll run tests just to be sure but I think it’s safe to say you have gonorrhea. I’ll go ahead and give you some antibiotics to start clearing that up. Why don’t you stand up and bend over the table so I can examine your anus. After so many guys used you let’s check to make sure there’s no damage. Did you bleed?” “Well Greg and Andrew used a toothbrush on me sir.” “Damn sounds like they were thorough. We’ll do an HIV test too although I’m sure it’s too early for that to come back as positive just yet.” He started his exam of my ass rubbing his fingers over my hole. I started to moan a little and he chuckled. “Oh shit sorry sir.” I was so embarrassed. “Don’t apologize son, that’s just your true nature coming out. Let’s me know Andrew was definitely right about you.” “Ahh what’s that supposed to mean?” “How many times did you come Friday night?” He asked instead of answering my question. “Umm only once, and it was pretty early in the evening.” “Did you play with yourself at all?” “My cock? No, my cunt, every time I didn’t have a dick in me.” “Son, you’re a bottom cum slut whore who’s purpose is serving real men and your only concern is this beautiful pussy and having a real man’s cock inside you. You’re not concerned about cumming or your average sized penis it’s all about your ass. Now don’t get me wrong, you’ll be asked to top occasionally to share your gift with other bottoms but mostly you’re just here to service real men.” “Okay sir,” I said feeling a little dejected. What the fuck had I become. By this time his fingers had entered me and he was massaging the inside of my cunt. “Oh Kevin, no no, you miss understand me. This is nothing bad at all. In my world, which you are know definitely apart of, bottoms like you are very special to us. Not many guys are willing to bend over and take any load offered to them without asking or caring about status. Too many bottoms today go on PrEP so they can be total sluts without having to worry about catching the bug. Those guys are being very disrespectful to all the real men out there who have a special gift to share. Let me ask you, when the guys at the bar fucked you, did you ask any of them their status?” “No sir, I just wanted their cum. I didn’t care about anything else.” “Exactly my point, son. This is nothing to be ashamed of, embrace who you’ve become.” With that he now had four fingers deep inside me massaging my prostate. “Your cunt feels amazing, it’s healed nicely and really opened up for my fingers.”About this time there was a knock on the door. “Come in.” Chris stuck his head inside. “Doc can I have a minute?” “Just come in. My fingers are rather busy at the moment.” Chris went over to the doc and whispered in his ear. “Well damn, really?” “Yep, ask him.” “So Kevin, Chris here tells me your son is Josh who just happens to be in my other exam room.” I was having a really hard time concentrating with his fingers inside me. “Ahhh, yes sir.” “Does he know what a slut his dad’s become?” “No sir, he thinks I’m still straight.” “And just what do you think he’d say if he saw you bent over my table with four fingers in your cunt moaning like a whore?” “Honestly I don’t know sir.” He removed his fingers and said, “okay, Chris would you please draw his blood for a full STI panel and give him his antibiotics. Once you’re done, go ahead and move him to the other room.” He winked at Chris and I started to get nervous. I’ll go finish up with my last patient of the day then Josh and I will come join you.” “Umm doc, I really appreciate everything you’re doing for me but, uhh, this was not exactly how I envisioned coming out to my son.” “I know Kevin, but some opportunities are just too good to pass up. And remember, your doctor always knows best!” With that he winked at me then left the room. Chris started chuckling. “This is so not funny,” I said. “Kevin relax. Something tells me we’re going put that beautiful ass of yours through quite the workout tonight. Now is that such a bad thing?” “Well...” “Exactly!” He smiled at me, “and trust me, you’re going to love your sons cock inside you; he shoots the biggest loads.” This was so not how I pictured my evening going.

Chapter 7 I slept till noon on Saturday. When I woke up my hand immediately went for my ass. I stared playing with the butt plug trying to pull it out. At first it caused some pain as that fucker was in there tight. My cock was dripping like crazy so I used some of my precum as lube for the plug. It took me awhile to loosen it up but I was finally able to pry it out. I’d never felt so empty. I ran my fingers around my ass lips; it felt so good. My cunt was still a little sore from all the pounding last night but it was worth it. I took a long hot shower and had a hard time leaving my puffy hole alone. I expected a lot of cum to escape but surprisingly little came out. I knew Abe had eaten some but I really figured there’d still be a lot left up there. Then something Greg had said about the cum being absorbed into my body hit me. Fuck there wasn’t much cum in my ass because it was now rewriting my DNA. I looked down at my cock and I was rock hard. Then it hit me, I’d only come once last night and that was early in the evening with Greg and Andrew. Damn! After the shower I felt human again. I was sore all over. It felt like I’d worked out at the gym hard yesterday and my muscles were telling me off. Well I guess I did have one hell of a workout. The rest of Saturday and Sunday I took it easy, giving my ass time to recover. I spent most of the time unpacking my apartment. My plan was to have Josh and Scotty come over next weekend for a sort of housewarming, I’m gay and soon to be poz, bottom cum whore, coming out party. Monday morning I was back at work wondering how awkward it was going to be seeing Andrew, my boss. An IM popped up in my computer around 11:30, it was from Andrew. ‘Please come see as soon as possible.’ I responded that I was on my way. I stopped by the bathroom first since I wasn’t sure how long I’d be with Andrew. I started peeing and the second it started to flow it felt like I was pissing razor blades. Fuck me! Looks like I picked up a little something extra Friday night. I was more nervous about seeing him now than I was when I went to take his poz cock. I knocked on his door and stuck my head in his office. “Hey, you wanted to see me?” “Hi Kevin, yes, come in and shut the door.” I took a seat in front of his desk. “So how are you? I expected we’d hear from you over the weekend, so when we didn’t I started to worry that maybe you were having second thoughts.” I smiled, “no, no believe me I had every intention of going back for a repeat performance but I kinda got a little sidetracked on the way home.” I went on to explain what happened to me at the bar. “Another seven loads! Fuck, you really are a true cum dump. How you feeling now?” “My ass is still a little sore but not too bad now. My cock on the other hand. I just went to the bathroom before I came in here and let’s just say it’s a safe bet that one of the guys from the bar gave me a little something extra in their cum.” He started laughing, “pissing glass huh?” “Don’t laugh it hurts like a motherfucker.” That just made him laugh harder. “I have the perfect doctor for you. He’ll take good care of you and I think you’ll like him. Let me make a call and see if I can get you an appointment.” “Thanks, I really appreciate it.” I went back to work and tried to avoid peeing as much as possible. Around 4:45 I received another IM from Andrew. ‘My office now.’ Thank god, hopefully he was able to get me an appointment. I walked into his office and there was already someone sitting in one of chairs. “Shut the door and have seat Kevin.” I did as instructed and got a closer look at the other guy. He was hot, about my age but taller. Short hair cut, clean shaven and appeared to have a pretty good body. “Kevin this Carl , I’m not sure if you’ve meet before or not. He’s the director of finance. He offered his hand and we shook. “Hi Carl, no I don’t believe we’ve met before.” Andrew addressed me and said, “Carl here has a little project that I think you’d be great for.” “Okay, of course, whatever you need, happy to help. “ “Kevin, do you trust me?” “Of course sir.” “Good, stand up and drop your pants.” What the fuck! “Ummm sir?” I was starting to panic. “Kevin don’t make me ask twice!” Fuck me. I slowly stood up and unbuckled my pants. I had my back to Carl and let my pants drop to the floor. I was wearing a jockstrap today since I loved the way it framed my ass. I heard a whistle behind me. “Nice jock son.” “Bend over and let Carl check out your cunt. I told him all about your weekend.” At this point I had no self esteem left so what the fuck. I bent over and spread my ass cheeks without being asked. Carl let out sharp intake of breath. “Damn how many loads did you say he took,” he asked Andrew as if I wasn’t in the room. “Thirteen.” Carl slowly ran his fingers over my puffy ass lips. “Fuck that’s beautiful.” There was suddenly a knock at the door I panicked reaching for my pants. “Leave them down!” I was commanded. Andrew got up from his desk and opened the door making sure to block me from the view of anybody outside the room. He let the stranger in and closed the door. I recognized the new guy as someone from accounting. I was pretty sure he was a young guy who worked for Carl. He was cute, young probably early twenties, very preppy looking. Carl told the guy to strip and he didn’t hesitate a second. Andrew turned to me and said, Kevin this here is Carl’s boy. You see how he didn’t even hesitate when given a command. I expect the same behavior from you in the future. Do you understand?” “Yes sir.” I could feel my cock starting to get hard. “Looks like he enjoys being told what to do,” Carl remarked seeing my jock expanding. He turned his attention to his employee, “boy, Kevin here picked up a little something Friday night while out being a whore and I want him to share it with you. Take out his cock and get it wet.” He pulled my growing dick out and started sucking me. “Kevin is that precum or puss?” “Pussy discharge sir. I’m pretty sure I have gono.” All the sudden the guy clamped down on my cock and went to town. Holy shit he could suck. Carl noticed and said, “I thought you’d like that boy. Don’t let him cum he needs to shoot that load up your pussy.” It didn’t take him long to have me rock hard. He dropped my cock, turned around and presented his ass to me. “Fuck him Kevin, make sure to plant your dirty load deep inside him.” Pretty soon I could feel I was getting close. I shoved in all the way and my cock exploded. It hurt like a son of a bitch. I slowly pulled out and the guy quickly got on his knees to clean me off. Carl and his boy thanked me and left the room. Andrew told me to get dressed and have a seat. “You did okay there not great but okay.” He handed me a piece of paper. “You have an appointment with my doctor, Dr. Manning Wednesday afternoon at 4pm.” Fuck I was going to have to wait two days to get any relief. “Now I know you’re in pain but you have a duty to share your bug. You’ll meet up with Carl’s boy here in my office tomorrow and Wednesday morning before work and tomorrow evening after work to give him more of your dirty cum. Now get out of here and have a good night. We’ll see you in the morning.” Tuesday and Wednesday went off without a hitch. I gave Carl’s boy three more loads but still have no clue what his name is although he seemed very grateful for my gift. I was getting ready to leave for my doctors appointment Wednesday afternoon when Andrew stopped by. “Now be sure to do whatever the good doc tells you. Trust me you’ll be in excellent hands.”

Yesterday was a busy day. I stopped by the local cruising park on my lunch hour, saw one car there. I walked past, saw the occupant stroking a nice long dick. I stood by the passenger door, and the occupant didn't seem to object to my presence so I tried the door. Finding it open, I found a skinny white guy in his mid 20's who was eager to get off. I got in the car and started sucking him, and after a few minutes his fingers were down my pants playing with my ass. "Do you get fucked?" were his first words to me. "Hell yeah" I said, and he instructed me to get over to his side and bend over. I walked around the car, and in a moment was bent over hanging on to the driver's door as this kid nailed me with his raw dick. Unfortunately, after only a few minutes I saw the headlights of another car entering the park. Fuck. We got decent and I walked away from his car until I scoped out he situation. The new arrival was a bearded black guy I was pretty sure I had messed with before. He got out and walked over to the other guy's car and started sucking his dick. I went back over and dropped my pants, not easy to do in the fucking cold weather. It worked, though, as the skinny guy put his raw dick back in my hole and was pounding away. He pulled out quickly, shooting some ropes onto the roadway, but I was pretty sure his first few blasts had gone inside. Skinny guy quickly zipped up and said something about it being cold and bolted. was alone with the black guy, and I knelt down to suck his dick. He wasn't having that, saying "Bend that pussy over, bitch.". I complied, and his raw dick was using my ass to get off as quickly as possible. Not even 5 minutes passed of me bent over in the road before the dude was grunting and shooting his cum deep inside. He didn't even say anything as he left, he just zipped up and got back in his car. By this time the park was closed so I went on back to work with two guy's cum in me. I was still horny, so I went online and started chatting with this married business traveler in a hotel about 20 minutes away. We set up something for when I got off work. I noticed he left weight off of the stats in his ad, so I figured he would be a little heavy and he was. Nothing too bad, he was probably a football player in high school or something. I was into him, he had a shaved head and was pretty cute. He was already hard when I entered the room, so before I was even in the door he had his boxers off showing a 7 inch fat tool under his belly. I started sucking it, and after a few minutes he suggested getting on the bed. As I was sucking him, his hands started feeling all over me. We had only talked about him getting a blowjob in the emails, but before long I had positioned myself so I was sucking on his nipples and his hands were all over my ass. Wanting to see how far this would go, I inched up a little more and soon his dick was resting in my ass crack. He was into his and started grinding up and down on my crack, trying to find my hole. I sat up and put his dick at my hole, he responded by grinding up trying to shove it in. I needed a little more spit so I wet my fingers and smeared it on his shaft. That did the trick, and his raw cock was inside me. He never said anything about a condom, and I sure as hell wasn't going to bring it up. He threw a pretty hard fuck for about 10 minutes before he announced "I'm gonna cum". This was more of an announcement than a warning as I could feel the first jets of sperm filling me as soon as he spoke. Chubby dad must not have cum for a week. I felt jet after jet of cum shooting in my ass, it was so damn hot. When he was finally done and I felt his dick softening I climbed off. I went down and squeezed the last bit of jizz from his shaft, it was really thick cum. I licked it up and then got dressed. I went to sleep with chubby dad's load in me. He must have shot a pint up in me, because by the morning it had leaked out and made my underwear stick to my ass.

Part 56 I got my friend up and my arm around him and herded him out the door of Hank's place and over to mine. He was dragging from exhaustion but holding up reasonably well. At least somewhat ok considering what he had been doing for the first time in his life. I could not believe this formerly completely 'striaight' friend had just been bred multiple times by very toxic poz men. I also knew how addictive it could become, wanting more and more of those loads. I had been there and still was? The dilemma continued. I knew we were in for a long talk about this past night for sure. I knew we had to decide what was in his mind now and what was coming next and omg, all kinds of things we both needed to know for sure. It was going to be one hell of a talk, I was sure of that. When we entered my place, my phone was ringing off the hook. I got my friend settled on the couch and grabbed my phone. One look told me the bad news, it was his wife. What the hell was I going to say to her? I answered and immediately she was almost screaming about where in the hell was he. I finally got a word in edgewise and told her that he was right here and ok. I told her we both had had way the hell too much to drink last night and both were sicker than hell. She calmed down a little, not much, but a little. I told her I was trying to get him completely sobered up and to quit heaving and then would make sure he got home ok. She was still pissed off but finally agreed it might be better if I got him cleaned up and ready before coming home. We talked a bit more and she finally got to the point of being more upset about him being sick than not coming home. She did say they would still have a talk about him drinking way too much though. I laughed and try to lighten the mood by telling her it happens to most at some time or other. She told me she hoped he could get home soon as the morning was now about over. I hung up and looked at my friend and could tell he was just now realizing some of what he had done. The talk we needed was now about ready to start. What to say was the next hard part as I knew what I had done, but I had not been married and still had no idea what the hell to say to him. My God, he had several loads of toxic cum up his ass and I doubted if he even had any real idea of what he had done. I also knew that neither of us had any real idea of what to do now either. For one thing, I knew I was still conflicted but had loved every single minute of what I had done, and now to complicate my feelings, Hank was basically telling me he was in love with me and wanting me to definitely embrace being gay only and be his and him mine. What could I possibly say to my friend though? He got his first load because he had been too drunk to even know what had happened to him, but the others, he absolutely knew he was getting them, but I doubted if he knew the real consequences of what he had done then. It was going to play with his mind for sure and no way around that. I got him comfortable on the couch, although still naked, and went to make some coffee as I just knew he would want some. As it was brewing I went back into the living room to check on him and get started on our talk. I found him sitting there staring down at his lap, with his legs spread and a hand between his legs and it looked like he was feeling his ass. As I approached him he looked up with a completely shocked look on his face. He held out his hand and his palm was filled with very pink tinged cum. His look was one of questioning, not comprehending what he had done. I told him it looked like he definitely had a full ass of cum if that much was leaking out. He almost jumped at that pronouncement as it was kind of starting to sink in what he had been doing. I asked him if he had any questions and I would try to answer them as best I could. He finally spoke asking what the hell have I done, what the hell was I thinking, and just how the hell did that happen. I told him I had better start at the beginning again and tell him what had gone down. I began where he had been sick outside last night. I told him he had about heaved his guts out and I had gone inside to see about clean up or something. Then I had come back outside to find him bent over the table with his pants at his ankles and a fresh load of poz cum dripping out of his used hole from the huge cock of a stripper named Randy. I had then got him back inside, fixed him another drink and Hank had come over to try and help, but had kind of taken over him and had fucked another load of poz cum in his hole. Then Hank had helped him up and over to his place, where he had taken, probably at least three more poz cum loads before I got him back over here to get back into his real mind and talk about what had happened. He just stared the whole time I was talking. Then he finally asked what I meant by poz cum. Damn, he really didn't have any idea at all. How to say it was going to be hard. I decided to just say it and told him POZ meant that each and every load of cum he had taken was from guys with very high viral loads of HIV. His mouth dropped to his chest when that sunk in. His eyes got bigger and then he really looked like he was going to freak out on me. I quickly told him that he didn't have to worry too much yet as there was a drug called PEP that would take care of him and prevent it, but he had to get to a doctor soon and get started on it. He was almost in tears now. Then he told me, he had to have been crazy and I was too and why hadn't I stopped him and them. He was in a rant now, and then dropped the bomb on me that he was most upset that he had enjoyed it all so much and he had cum himself at least twice. What was wrong with me he wanted to know. I told him there was nothing wrong with him and that somehow I had done the same thing and had loved every minute of it too. He really stared at me then. He went on asking me why we had done such a thing and why did those others seem to enjoy injecting their virus into us. I told him I was pretty conflicted myself about what I had done and was still trying to figure it out. He would have to make his own decision now though as I could only talk about what we had done and try to answer his questions, but he would have to make his own decisions about what he was going to do now. He almost screamed that there was no decision to be made, that he had to get to a doctor quick. He could chance giving this to his wife if he got HIV. Why did I think there was a choice? I told him I was still trying to decide what to do myself, but that I wasn't married like he was so my decision had to be only about what I wanted. I also told him that the sex I had had was way hotter than any I had had before, so it was a very hard decision. I told him, you said it yourself, you had enjoyed it a lot and even cum from being fucked, so you know why my decision is so hard. I got up then to let him think a little and went and got us each a cup of coffee. When I got back, he asked if I was really thinking about becoming gay. I told him I was not sure yet, but was leaning that way somewhat. I then told him that Hank had basically proposed to me while he was being fucked on Hank's couch. I was startled at the question and had no idea yet what to say or do. This is going to be tough to decide, OMG, what a decision.

Chapter 6 I decided to walk home since I didn’t live too far and let’s face it I smelled strongly of cum. I hadn’t had a lot of time to explore my new neighborhood so I didn’t realize there was a gay bar only a few blocks from my apartment. I know, after fucking for hours I should be exhausted, and I was but I also felt more alive than ever. I decided what the fuck might as well just pop in for one beer. It was a small, cute space. At close to 2am I expected the place to be empty so I was surprised to find there were still quite a few guys enjoying themselves. Most of them were in couples or groups which was fine by me I wasn’t looking for anyone. Just here for one drink. I got my beer from the very cute, young, half naked bartender and took a long drink. Damn that tasted good. I hadn’t realized how much of a thirst I’d worked up. I set the bottle on the counter and for the first time noticed the guy sitting next to me at the end of the bar. I was learning I had a type, older hairy masculine men who like to fuck hard. The guy had a nicely trimmed beard, seemed a bit taller than me, big guy, all muscles and I’d say at least in his late fifties. He gave me the head nod. “Haven’t seen you in here before?” Really, that’s his best line. “Nope first time. Just moved into the area.” He took a deep breath, “smells like you’ve had a good evening,” he winked and grinned at me. “Yea, it’s been quite a positive night.” “Hmm, you give or take?” “Received.” “How many loads?” ”Six.” “Damn!” he whistled, “we’ve got a slut in the house. You drink from the tap boy?” “Umm don’t know what that is, sorry.” “Good time for you to learn. Come with me, boy.” He took my hand and lead me to the back of the bar to the men’s room. When we entered, there were already two guys in the stall having fun. “Do they allow sex in here?” “It usually doesn’t happen till this late, and as long as you’re quiet and don’t cause a scene management’s cool. Now drop to your knees daddy needs to piss.” He pulled out his 7” soft cock and just stared at me. “Now boy, unless you want me to piss all over you.” Oh fuck! “I’ve never done this before sir,” I said as I got on my knees. “I’ll go easy on you. Open your mouth.” I opened and he stuck his soft dick in my mouth. Pretty soon his hot piss started to fill my mouth. Okay I really expected to be revolted but fuck I wasn’t. I swallowed as his piss continued to flow down my throat. “Fuck boy you’re a natural. Like daddy’s piss huh.” I moaned and started sucking him. His already big dick was growing even bigger. I got him hard when he pulled out of my mouth. Damn I wanted his load. “Drop your shorts and turn around. I haven’t had an eager slut in awhile I want your ass.” I quickly got up, dropped my shorts, turned around and presented my ass to the man. At the same time the door opened and the cute bartender walked in. “Damn it Bob, what I’d tell you about fucking out in the open. You have to do it in the stall. You’re going to get me fired.” I think they both noticed the plug in my ass at the same time. “Fuck me!” They both said. “You weren’t kidding were you slut? You really do have six loads in there already. Come on Abe, when was the last time a cum dump like this walked into this bar,” the guy I’d learned was Bob asked. “Fuck I would love to bury my face in that cunt. Fuck, okay, follow me.” I pulled up my shorts and Bob tried to tuck his hard cock away. We followed Abe out of the bathroom and down a short hallway to a closed room that said office on the door. We went inside the small room which just had a desk, chair and small loveseat. “Okay you have to be quick Bob, and slut,” he said looking at me, “when he’s done it’s my turn so stay in here till I come back.” Hmm so it appeared I was going to get a few more loads. I was okay with that. I wasted no time stripping down and got on all fours on the loveseat, reached back and yanked the butt plug out. It didn’t take long before I felt Bob’s cock slam into me. “Nice and sloppy. Just how I love my sluts. I’m guessing a whore like you is already knocked up huh?” “No sir, well I mean I wasn’t before tonight. Pretty sure I am now.” “Damn, seriously son?” “Yes sir. I have six poz loads inside me now.” “Make that seven you fucking slut,” he said as he went balls deep and shot his load. He slowing pulled out then quickly jammed the plug back in. I flipped around to clean him off. “Damn who ever fucked you before me did a hell of a number on your insides boy. I haven’t seen pink cum on my dick like that in awhile.” “They were very thorough sir.” “Okay stay there and I’ll let Abe know it’s his turn.” After a few minutes I laid back on the loveseat and rubbed my fingers around the plug. Damn my ass lips were puffy and my hole was so loose and sloppy. I removed the plug and started shoving my fingers into my cunt. I was moaning so loud I didn’t hear anyone come in the room. “Damn! I thought I was a slut but fuck me! Look at that pussy. How many loads did you say had?” “Seven now, want to make that eight?” I raised my legs up to give him total access. “Fuck I need to taste those loads first,” Abe said then dived in between my legs. He got a mouthful of cum out my ass then popped up to feed me the cum while we made out. As we were kissing he slid his dick into my very wet hole. “God I love a sloppy cunt. I’m usually the slut with my legs up in the air but I can’t resist adding to your load count.” He shoved all the way in and blasted his load inside me. He pulled out and dove back into my ass. After a few seconds he came up for air and said, “fuck, I could eat you out all night but if I don’t get back out there Bob’ll give away the bar.” I went to put the plug back in and he said, “don’t bother slut, your next load will along in a few seconds.” I got a sappy grin on my face, laid down and put my fingers back inside my ass. He laughed and left the room. I didn’t have to wait long before three new guys walked in. “Holy fuck Bob wasn’t kidding. Fuck’n slut, get on all fours.” I didn’t even hesitate and quickly assumed the position. The first guy was pretty big and had me screaming pretty loudly to fucking breed my faggot ass. He came pretty fast and his buddy moved right in. I didn’t even care what these guys looked like I just wanted their cum. I wondered what Andrew would say if he saw me now. I had one dick in my ass while I cleaned off the first guy. When all the cum was off his cock he patted my head, “Good slut, I’ll send the next guys back, look like Jacks about to blow.” Just then the second guy unloaded inside me. “I can always tell when he’s about to shoot. His face always scrunches up.” He laughed and Jack just grunted. They pulled their pants back up and left, leaving the last guy alone with me. He was a smaller guy and when he shoved his cock in I could barely feel him. “Damn dude you’re so loose. I’m never gonna get off inside you. Fuck!” Just then two more guys walked in. “Hey can one of you guys help me? This faggot is too loose.” “Hell yea I’m game.” One of the new guys said. They slapped my ass and told me to get up. The small guy laid down and had me climb on top and ride his dick, then the new guy pushed me down and slid his dick in next to the other one. I started to squirm like crazy. “Relax baby, he’s almost in. Fuck that’s so much better you’re tight again.” The guy on top started to pound my pussy hard and fast. I had no idea I could take two cocks. Damn it felt amazing. I wasn’t sure I’d ever be tight again. It didn’t take long until both guys were adding to my sloppy ass. They pulled out and cum started to seep out of my cunt. My fingers went directly to my hole. I hadn’t really noticed the last guy in the room. He was standing off to the side just watching, slowly stroking his dick. I looked up and made eye contact with the man. Oh dear god! Walking towards me was a gorgeous black man. He was easily over 6’5” and his dick was bigger than anything I’d ever seen before. Not only was it as long as Greg’s but it was as thick as a beer can. I couldn’t wait to get that in me! “I hear you’re a fucking slut, boy, taking every load given you. You ask these men their status before they fucked you boy?” “No sir! I don’t care I just need cum.” “That’s a good cumdump, now get on the floor on all fours boy.” I quickly assumed the position. “How many loads you got in there now?” “Not sure sir, I’ve kinda lost count.” “From what I figure you’ve taken six loads here in the bar and I’m about to give you number seven.” With that he shoved his huge cock in all the way. As loose as I was I still felt every inch. I screamed out, “holy fucking shit! You’re huge, please let me get used to you sir.” He gave me about thirty seconds before he started moving in and out. Pretty soon I started moaning again. “Yea, you like my big black cock inside your white pussy don’t you boy?” “YES, oh my god yes!” I screamed. “ “Your cunt feels like butter, boy. So full of cream, making sure to push those loads in as far as I can.” “Thank you sir! Please give your load sir!” He continued to fuck me deep. Pulling all the way out then slamming back in, his balls bouncing off my ass. I lost track of the time. I have no idea how long he abused my cunt, I was in fucking heaven. Finally he went balls deep and I could feel him firing his cock off inside me. Felt like he added a gallon of cum to my already full ass. Before I knew it he’d pulled out and slapped my ass. “You’ve got an amazing cunt white boy. Hope you enjoy my gift.” I collapsed on the floor and just laid there for a few minutes trying to catch my breath. Behind me I heard a noise. I wasn’t sure I could take much more. “Shit, they weren’t kidding. The dumb fuck took him raw. Man look at the cum leaking out his ass.” “You’re welcome to add your load to the mix he’s taking all comers but to be honest with you I doubt he’d even feel your little dicks in his pussy.” The guys all started to complain but my hero Abe cut them off. “Last call boys,” and lead them out of the room. He called back to me, “honey relax for a little bit, you earned it. I’ll be back once I get theses fucking animals taken care of.” I must have dozed off for awhile. Next thing I knew I felt a warm tongue trying to make its way inside my wet hole. I spread my legs to give the tongue more access and started moaning. “Sorry to wake you but I just had to have another taste of your pussy man. You did us cum sluts proud tonight.” I rolled over and saw Abe sitting next to me. “Damn! I definitely did not plan on this when I walked in here tonight.” He started laughing, “honey, I’ve found my best times as being a total whore are always when I least expect it. If I think I’m going go home full I usually end up with just one load, if I get any at all.” “Would you believe it if I told you I only started fucking with men a couple of weeks ago.” His jaw hit the floor. “No fucking way! You took Sam’s cock. It took me months to work up to that monster. I am truly in awe. Fuck man I don’t even know your name.” I chuckled, “I’m Kevin, soon to be a pozzed up bottom cum slut, nice to meet you.” I stuck my hand out and he grabbed mine. “Well I don’t know about the poz part but I’d say you’re already a bottom cum slut.” “Agreed. I’m pretty sure the poz part’s just a formality at this point. Of the thirteen loads I took tonight at least six of those were toxic.” “Well, I can tell you four of the six guys from the bar are poz. Not sure about the other two.” “Fuck that’s hot.” I looked around for my clothes and started to put myself back together. I pushed the plug back in but it simply dropped right out. “Well fuck me! Guess I got a little stretched out.” Abe smiled, “hold on, leave your shorts off I’ll be right back.” He returned shortly carrying a gym bag. He dug through it and pulled out a much larger butt plug. “Here try this one.” I just stared at him in shock. “Do you always have spare butt plugs with you?” “Of course! You never know when you might need one. I always have a few different sizes on hand.” I started laughing. “That’s too funny.” “Bend over slut. Let’s see if this one will work.” I did as instructed and he shoved the plug in. It fit perfectly trapping in all my gifts. “Just bring it back next time you’re in the neighborhood.” “Thanks Abe. This has been a most interesting evening. I’m sure I’ll see you soon.” He have me a hug and walked me out of bar. A few of the remaining guys snickered at me as I left. But fuck them they have no clue what they’re missing. I got back to my apartment and collapsed on my bed. One thing was for sure I was going to sleep well now.

Spent the afternoon in bookstore, from 1pm until about 4. The lunch time guys were still there when I made my way to the back. I wasn't shy, and got on a bench with my pants dropped and ass prelubed. Wasn't long before a 30 something skinny guy was rubbing my furry cheeks and fingering my hole. Couldn't see him very well, but I sure felt him as he slid into my ass rather quickly. Had to be a fat 8". He piston fucked me for a few minutes, came suddenly, then pulled out fast and disappeared. I stayed put with his cum running out of my ass, and a few minutes later a big ole fat redneck looking guy made himself at home right behind me. I heard him mumble something, and heard him unzip. He was a comfy 6" medium, so I was able to clamp down hard as he fucked. He moaned a bit, and steadily road my ass for about 10 minutes before unloading. He thanked me and left, and since I didn't see anyone else around I pulled my jeans up and sat for a bit. Over the next few hours I took another three raw loads. One from an old guy in a suit with a stache. Looked like a used care salesman from the 80's, but had a beautiful 7" cock and he knew how to fuck. Next was a hipster guy with long hair and beard. Maybe late 20's, with a donkey cock that pushed my limits. By the time he came my ass was sloppy and stretched, but before I could get dressed, another guy I never saw had his cock in me fucking my loose hole and telling me he loved sloppy seconds (or fourths in this case) He went deep and came, then left. I was too worn out to turn and look at him. My nutsack was covered in cum that leaked outta my hole, as were my jeans which never came off completely. I managed to get dressed and sat on the bench. Later, I spotted a short chubby cub standing closer to the front as I started to leave, and blah blah blah- took him in back and fucked him raw and hard, and planted my load deep in his ass. Finally, I left. Lol I was a bit of a pig, but that's what days off are for.

Watching My Boyfriend Get Cunted My boy and I had some frequent flyer miles that were about to expire, and at my boy’s suggestion, we figured we’d take a nice long weekend to reconnect in Key West. My boy is all bottom, and while I try to be vers, I only top him. My dick is a nice respectable solid 6”, not a monster, but not tiny. The night before we were headed out of town, we finished packing, making sure we had lube and some toys, and got into bed. We fooled around, and he rolled over with his ass up. I slid on in and he moaned like it was his first cock ever. He’s tight, but not so tight he doesn’t love taking a nice big cock. We have a few friends who breed him regularly. One guy, Tom, is very well hung, like 10” long and narrow, and my boy’s eyes roll back in his head when Tom fucks him. He told me once that Tom gets deeper in his ass than anyone ever has. That was going through my head as my boy moaned and pushed back on my cock. He’s usually quiet when getting fucked, but this time he was murmering piggy talk. I egged him on, ‘you like that, boy? Gonna get some new big dick in Key West?’ ‘Yeah, I’m gonna get fucked by some fresh stranger cock!’ ‘You like sharing your piggy hole with strangers, slut?’ ‘Fuck yeah! Especially big ones!’ ‘They gonna stretch you out?’ As I was about to cum he answered with a nasty torrent, ‘Yeah, baby, they’re gonna take turns breeding my pussy! They’re gonna cunt me! They’ve gonna carve me a new pussy’ I shot a load deep into his guts and jerked his cock until he splattered all over the sheets. As we calmed down, I asked him about the last few words. He’d never called his ass a cunt or a pussy, but it had just gotten him off in a major way. It turned me on, but it was way out of his usual character. He told me that he had been watching some videos with alpha guys using those words, especially while playing with big toys. He showed me a blog on his laptop, a huge cock support group. Wouldn’t you know, they were having a meet up in Key West that weekend… He grinned and whispered to me, ‘they’re going to take turns cunting me…’ I tried to pack his largest dildo, but he said we wouldn’t be needing it when we had the real thing. The next day we made it to the airport. I noticed a few tall guys at our gate, and figured they were headed to Key West too. These guys were bulky, muscular, and from their straining sweatpant crotches they were all hung like donkeys. At least one or two winked at my boy and me at the gate. Even before boarding, my boy was hard and a dark wet spot of precum formed. Of course, one of the guys, tall and dark-skinned, noticed it and snickered. He passed us on the aisle, and put his phone number on a slip of paper into my boy’s lap. My boy started texting him dirty fuck and assplay photos before we left the ground. We were right behind them at baggage claim. The guys hopped in a van and we hopped in cab. My boy was texting filthy photos of his dildo play and stretched out hole the whole car ride to the resort. Of course, they were staying at our clothing-optional resort. As soon as we’d checked in and unpacked a bit, my boy slipped into a teeny thong bathing suit and raced to the pool. Somehow the thong seemed more dirty than just being naked. He made sure the thong back was pulled tightly into his pucker. In additional to the four hung guys from the flight, there were more than twenty men all muscled and testing the strength of their speedos, and one or two well-hung naked guys already sporting hard-ons. I got us some tequila, a sure way to loosen up my boy, and found him leaning over the edge of the hot tub with his legs in the water. The tall dark-skinned man from the plane, who gave my boy his number, was standing behind my boy with his hands on my boy’s hips. He waved at me. ‘This belong to you?’ he asked me smiling. I nodded and he shook my hand as I handed my boy his drink. He gulped it down and I went around to climb into the hot tub. The guy shook his head at me saying, ‘you stay there. He’s gonna need you.’ I went back to my boy and saw that his thong was pushed aside. The guy was sliding inside him, raw. His crown was inside my boy and there were several inches to go before he’d be balls deep. My boy downed the other tequila and held his arms out to me. I supported his upper body as the stranger forced more and more of his bare monster cock inside my boy’s ass. The guy pulled out and spit on his dick. Fuck! He had six inches inside my boy and still 5” to go. He was bigger than our fuckbuddy, Tom. My boy was muttering ‘Cunt me! Open up my hole! Rip me a new pussy!’ The guy was happy to oblige and slid back in, this time all the way. My boy’s mouth opened and his eyes went wide. He’d never had a cock this deep inside him, certainly not mine. The guy slid back and forth a while, but slapped my boy’s ass and pulled out without cumming. ‘Find me later, guys. I like to breed a cum-slick sloppy hole. I’ll finish the job once you’re good and wet inside. You take loads, right?’ My boy nodded. The man climbed out of the hot tub and strolled into the growing well-hung crowd. Naturally, I wasn’t surprised to see a biohazard tattoo on his back between his shoulder blades. My boy had just taken his first raw POZ anonymous cock. A stranger had just rawfucked the love of my life and was vowing to breed him later. My boy and I got out of the hot tub and went back to our room to rest a bit and recover from his brutal fuck. I opened the curtains to the french doors to the patio and had him lay on his back, holding his legs up in the air. I ate his ass so good, savoring the precum and spit the well-hung POZ man had left there. My boy’s hole truly was more opened up than I’ve ever felt. His ass was already starting to look like a vertical slit rather than the tight pucker I was used to. I asked him about it, and he told me he’d been training his hole twice daily for the last few weeks. I was about to mount him when another guy from the flight knocked on the window frame. ‘He ready for more big cock?’ I eagerly nodded, not even waiting for my boy to reply. His face buried in the pillow, he never even saw the stud who was about to ‘cunt him.’ He shimmied out of his short shorts and slid my boy’s thong to the side. He spat on his cock and asked me to as well. I did, slobbering on his footlong member. He leaned back and allowed me to guide his big tool into my boy. My boy didn’t moan or anything until he was as deep as the last stranger had been, then came back his new dirty talk, ‘stretch my pussy! Open up! Make me a new cunt! I’m your slut cunt boy! Breed my boy cunt! I’m your cunt cumdump!’ This guy definitely got off on that talk and pistoned his hips as he fucked long strokes into his ass. The guy pulled out and asked me to eat my boy’s hole for a minute. I did so, and he got behind me, slapping his raw cock on my ass. He managed to slide about three thick inches into my own ass before I told him it was too much and he went back to fucking my boy. But it felt so good having that monster dick open me up. I also wondered how many guys’ ass juice he had seeping into my and my boy’s assholes. He flipped my boy over and propped him up with pillows so his ass was right at the edge of the bed. The stranger pummeled his ass, meeting my boy’s dirty words, ‘Take my cock, slut. Opening your cunt up now, boy! Really stretching you open!’ The guy hammered hard before holding his hips right against my boy’s ass. I watched as his low-hanging balls tensed and danced as he bred my boy. When he started to pull out, even a bit soft, his cock was enormous. I had seen it pressing against my boy’s naval from his guts. He patted my boy’s belly, and slapped the thong strap against my boy’s cummy hole. He winked as he left the room, and I noticed there were three new well-endowed guys at the window, all ready for my boy. As the stud disappeared into the crowd, I noticed a red ribbon tattoo on the first man’s chiseled left ass cheek. I was pretty sure a POZ cock had just stretched my boy’s ass to the maximum and bred it. I knelt down and blew the first guy. I was proud to get 8” down my throat, slobbering it up to get it wet enough to cunt my boy’s hole. The guy played with my boy’s thong over his asscrack and pulled it to it made his puffy lips spread out obscenely. I pulled the thin material aside as the new stranger entered him, balls deep. Foamy seed and spit formed a ring at the base of his epic manhood. I wanted to watch more, but instead I serviced two of the guys in line, one with a biohazard tattoo over his pubes. I went back and forth taking them as deeply as possible. My boy needed a bit of rest, so he could put his legs down. The guy pulled out and laid down on the bed. He lurched my boy on top, facing me, and one of the two guys I was blowing slid in. They double fucked him, stretching his hole to new proportions. They found their rhythm and fucked hard as my boy leaned left and right like a rag doll. He was so hard that his cock broke free of his thong as the man on top shot his load deep inside my boy and dripping down onto the first stranger’s dick. The other man I’d been blowing took his place and fired his load into my boy just few seconds later. He had four fresh loads oozing out, and his hole was more ruined than I’d ever seen it, or any hole in real life frankly. The guy under my boy started to really hammer home. I leaned in and licked the cummy spot when the root of his dick met my boy’s puffy cunt lips. As I savored the spot where their rut met, he started to cum. He bred my boy more deeply than anyone ever had. He pulled out and the three men walked away. My boy bent over the edge of the bed and moaned. I spread his cheeks and his hole gaped at me. I ran my tongue around the red angry ruined hole. It was delicious, nearly a cunt, and dripping fresh strangers’ cum. My boy asked me to take a photo of his destroyed pussy and I did. He texted it to his new friend, the guy who started fucking him in the hot tub. The guy appeared about five minutes later, his hard cock glistening with some other lucky bottom’s juices. He smiled at me. ‘Now that’s a well-fucked cunt. Looks like he’s ready for my load now.’ We positioned my boy on his back, and I climbed over to my boy’s side to stretch his cheeks as wide apart as they’d go. When the man entered him he sloshed into that cunt balls deep, that’s how open my boy was. Every thrust sent out a splash of seed. His big balls were covered in draining cum. He smiled at me saying, ‘Wanna see something nasty?’ I nodded and he pointed to my boy’s pussy. He slid his hand, at least three fingers into my boy’s ass alongside his monster cock. He let that stay for a few seconds. Then he hefted one, then both balls… into my boy’s gaping cunt. He cock-and-ball fucked my boy until my cumslut was at the verge of tears. He growled as those balls tensed up and he shot his load into my boy’s ruined pussy. The man spanked my boy a little and grabbed my hard 6” dick. ‘You know, he’ll never be the same after today. He’ll crave monster cocks. Go ahead, breed him. You won’t be able to feel his ass, and he won’t feel your dick.’ The man nodded and left. Knowing how I love his freshly fucked hole after sharing it with buddies, I tried to slide in. It was more like placing my cock into my boy. No friction, no pressure at all. I grasped my cock and balls with my hand and slid everything into my boy. It felt amazing, open, gooey, and raunchy. It didn’t take me long to add my NEG seed to the loads swimming around and oozing out of his cunt. When I pulled out, I notice that my boy was out cold, fucked unconscious by all those dicks who had well and truly cunted him. I held him, telling him how proud of him I was of his new cunt, but he was asleep and didn’t hear a thing.

Chapter 5 Andrew lead me down the hallway to the guest room with Greg close behind us. I stepped in the room and my jaw hit the floor. “Welcome to our playroom,” Greg said wrapping his arms around me. In the center of the room instead of a bed was a sling. Along one of the walls was a table filled with all sorts of toys and in the corner was a fuck bench. “Wow, I love what you’ve done with the place,” I said. They helped me into the sling and made sure to secure my legs and arms. “Damn, look at that ass,” Andrew said stepping in between my legs. He started rubbing his fingers over my hole. “Kevin, I have to tell you I’ve wanted to breed this cunt from the second you walked into my office. Have to say I’m impressed with your progress. I really thought it’d take longer to get your neg ass in this sling.” I was moaning like crazy as he kept fingering my ass. He was up to three fingers and I was starting to pant like a dog in heat. He pulled his fingers out and I felt so empty. Greg took his place and started rubbing his cock around my hole. “So honey should I tell him or do you want too?” Andrew got an evil grin on his face and said, “you do it honey it’s your fantastic news.” I was going crazy, “will someone please fuck me!! I need a dick inside me, now!” “You heard him Greg. Fuck the slut, he’s begging for it.” “Kevin, you want this toxic cock in your pussy?” “Yes god damn it, fuck me now!” I screamed. “You asked for it, here it cums. You should know slut, I found out today that this cock inside your pussy is full blown.” With that he shoved in balls deep and started fucking me hard. When he said those words my cock exploded all over my chest with the biggest load I’d ever had. I was moaning so loud Andrew shoved his cock in my mouth to keep me quiet. “Fuck! Look at that load. You sick horny faggot, you love having that full blown cock up your cunt don’t you?” I couldn’t answer with his huge dick in my mouth so I just sucked him harder. “When Greg got home today and told me the news we knew you’d be the perfect neg slut to take his first full blown aids load. I have to admit, for awhile there I wasn’t sure if you’d really show up tonight. I clamped down on Greg’s dick and started milking him while he was fucking me. He shoved in all the way and I could feel him start to coat my ass with his deadly cum. At the same time Andrew grunted and started shooting his load down my throat. Holy fucking shit! What had I just done? I’d taken my first toxic load and it was a fucking aids load at that. Andrew pulled out of my mouth as Greg slowly removed his dick from my ass. “Clamp down don’t lose a drop of my special cum.” Greg leaned down and gave me a deep kiss. “How you doing Kevin?” Andrew asked. I was trying to get a handle on my emotions. Greg was still between my legs and started to rub my cunt with the head of his cock. “It’ll take me a few minutes for me to recharge, so just breathe deep and enjoy this moment. You’ll never be the same after tonight, we’ve made sure if that.” Andrew asked again how I was doing. “I think we may have broken him honey.” I had all these thoughts going through my mind but one kept repeating over and over. “I’m so fucking empty, I need more. Please I need more cum,” I softly said. “Wait, what’d you say Kev?” Andrew asked. “I need more. Please, please give me more cum, my pussy is so empty.” Andrew walked over to the table and grabbed a brand new toothbrush. He looked in me in the eye and asked, “you know what this is for slut?” I shook my head no. “This here is going to ensure we knock you up.” I started to get a little nervous and he could see the concerned look on my face. “Its all right slut, if you want more cum inside you, we need to brush your pussy really hard to make sure you’re properly prepared to get pregnant. So what’ll it be?” I moaned, “do it! Please knock me up!” With that Andrew started brushing the inside of my cunt. He twisted it around to make sure Greg’s load was being massaged into the lining of my ass. He pulled the toothbrush out after a few minutes and it had streaks of dark pink cum covering the bristles. “Prefect!” They both said. “Damn, I think you’re ready Kevin, and look at that my cock is too.” With that Andrew shoved his dick inside me and began pumping in and out. “It takes me a little longer to shoot my second load so this will give me plenty of time to work Greg’s load deep inside you.” He continued fucking me for about thirty minutes. I was in heaven. I had no idea sex could be so amazing. Pretty soon I could tell he was getting ready to cum. He looked me in the eye, grinned then shot another huge load inside my cunt. He pulled out and Greg took his place. They continued using me all night, taking turns breeding my ass. By the time they were done with me they’d given me three loads each. Andrew shoved a butt plug up my ass and told me to leave it in all night to give their swimmers enough time to do the job. They helped me out of the sling and my legs were like rubber. “So how you feeling now?” they asked as we got dressed. “Like a fucking slut.” I grinned from ear to ear. “That was amazing. Thank you! And Greg, I’m honored to be the guy who got your first full blown loads.” He gave me a deep kiss. “You’re welcome slut. Give my babies a good home.” “Kevin,” Andrew stopped me at the door, “you thought you were horny after Charlie fucked you, you have no idea what you’ve become now. We’re around all weekend, so if you need more you know where to find us. Also don’t be afraid to find some on your own.” He got a wicked grin on his face, “maybe it’s time you came clean with your friend and your son.” He winked, gave me a kiss, then shut the door behind me. I stood out in the hallway for a second then headed for the elevator. Damn, maybe he was right. Maybe it was time to have a serious conversation with Josh and Scotty. This could be interesting.

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

Moderator's Note: This story is mostly new, but it has characters that previously appeared in this story. Hi guys. Kevin here, you may remember me, I’m Josh’s dad and Scott, or I guess he’s Scotty now, anyway his best friend. So let me catch you up with what’s been going on with me. After I walked in on Josh having unprotected sex my life took an interesting turn. I think that was the catalyst for my new path in life. A little bit about me, I’m 51 now, I know old by gay standards but I gotta say I still look good. I’m 5’8” 170lbs, I’m a runner so I’m pretty toned but not overly muscular. Got some good fur on my chest and the rest of my body. I wear my brown hair cut pretty short and yes it turning into more silver than brown, but I think it looks sexy! I’m married to a woman, or I should say I was married to a woman. The divorce was final a few months ago. But I’m getting ahead of myself. After my visit with Josh I flew home but something was changing. Seeing my son’s raw dick buried in that guys ass woke something up inside of me. The only gay experience I’d had was with Scotty back in college. He’d suck me off when I was horny and couldn’t find a girl to play with, oh and I was usually drunk. I remember I liked it and he certainly gave better blow jobs than any of the girls I ever dated, but I never reciprocated. I have a great relationship with my wife. We’d been married for close to 30 years. Next to Scotty she’s my best friend. The problem was we hadn’t had sex for over fifteen years now and neither of us seemed to really care. Don’t get me wrong I was horny all the time. I’d jack off at least twice a day but I had absolutely no desire to have sex with my wife. Yes I know you’re probably saying to yourself ‘what a fucking dumb ass, why’d it take him so long to figure it out.’ Good fucking question! After I got back I started noticing my wife and I were really more roommates than spouses. Of course I still didn’t do anything about it. After about six months I was offered a promotion. The only catch was the job was on the East Coast. I talked it over wife my wife and she got really excited. “I think it’s perfect you should take it.” “You do. I didn’t think you’d want to move.” “I don’t. But I think this is exactly what we need.” “Wait what?” “Oh come on Kevin. We both know this marriage was over years ago just neither one of us was brave enough to pull the trigger. And to be honest with you I’ve already been seeing someone else.” “Wait really? Who is it?” Okay something was wrong I wasn’t pissed at all but genuinely curious and happy for her. “Her name’s Mandy.” Huh didn’t see that coming. “Look this is perfect now I can be with Mandy and you can move to the east coast and find some nice guy.” “Umm yea, except I’m not gay.” “Right keep telling yourself that, but you might want to clear your internet history,” she winked at me. Okay so I might have been watching some bi porn but that didn’t make me gay. “Go hang out with our son and your best friend. They can introduce you to the gay world.” She was really enjoying this. Our divorce had to be the easiest, quickest and friendliest in the history of divorces. So here I was back in the city where my gay son and best friend lived, ready for the next chapter in my life to begin. I wasn’t able to move into my new apartment when I arrived, so Scotty was kind enough to put me up for a few weeks until it was ready. Damn he’d changed since the last time I’d seen him. He had some new ink and I found myself strangely drawn to it. It was hot as fuck, is all I’m saying. “Kevin, you’re staring again.” “Sorry I can’t help it your new tats are really cool. Although I’m not really sure why’d you get one biohaz tattoo let alone two? You’re not a toxic guy. You’re really nice.” Scotty just about choked on his drink. “Umm, they’re nothing really. I’m in a special club and that’s our logo.” “Huh okay, that’s weird but whatever.” I could tell he was really uncomfortable and didn’t want to discuss it further so I dropped it. Now I hadn’t discussed with Scotty the real reason for my divorce. I’d just told him we’d grown apart. Which technically was true. I don’t know why I was so worried. He wouldn’t care at all but I was still nervous. He was out late one night so I was bored and borrowed his computer to look up a few things. I noticed there was one browser he’d just minimized so I opened it up. Yes I know I shouldn’t snoop on my best friend’s computer but come on like you wouldn’t do it too. What I found both shocked me and gave me the biggest woody I’d ever had. On the screen was Scotty with his legs in the air getting fucked like crazy with no condom in sight. The guy fucking him seemed to have cum so he pulled out and another guy quickly took his place. Scotty was moaning and telling the new guy to fuck him harder, to recharge his ass. Recharge his ass what the fuck did that mean?” I was so entranced watching the top shove his huge dick in and out of Scotty that I hadn’t noticed the guy looked really familiar. Holy fucking shit that was my son Josh’s big dick fucking my best friend. Seriously what kind of sick shit was this and when did I take my dick out and start jacking off. And why was I leaking more than I normally did. I kept watching the video and started to notice there was several guys in the room with Scotty and they all seemed to have at least one biohaz tat somewhere on their body. Fuck me even Josh had one. Next thing I knew I was shooting my load all over my hand. I didn’t have any tissues handy so I just did what came natural and brought my hand up to my mouth and cleaned it off. Damn why had I never tasted my cum before, it was delicious. I sat there in a state of shock for a few minutes trying to understand what I had just watched. My son was fucking my best friend. My son, was fucking my best friend. My best friend was letting my son fuck him without a condom and he was loving it. Fuck I was hard again and stroking my dick, again. What! The! Fuck!! I should be pissed off but I was only pissed that there wasn’t any more of the video to watch. I calmed down, okay I did watch it one more time and might have shot another load, then I calmed down and cleaned up. I minimized the screen so Scotty wouldn’t know that I knew his dirty little secret. I put his computer away and jumped on my phone to research gay men and the biohaz tat. Hmmm club my ass. I was in shock. Result after result came up biohazard tattoo equals HIV. What the fuck. Then I found sites about guys actively chasing for the disease, apparently they called themselves bug chasers. I was feeling really conflicted. On one hand it appeared my best friend and my son were HIV positive, on the other hand I was fucking hard again. Seriously what the ever loving fuck was happening to me. I shot my third load of the night, looked at the clock and realized how late it was getting. I was in no place to deal with Scotty tonight so I quickly went to bed to avoid him before he got home. That night I had the most erotic dream. Instead of Scotty in the middle of all those guys getting fucked it was me. I made sure I was out of the apartment before he woke up. I knew I couldn’t avoid him forever but I just needed some time to digest all this shit. Damn I really needed someone to talk to about this but the one person in my life I would normally turn to was exactly the one person I couldn’t talk to. And damn it, I was hard again just thinking about that video. Fuck!

Last Friday I had a trip, laying over in Milwaukee the first night. I logged into BBRT early in the day to change my home location to MKE. Immediately I was hit up by a local MKE guy wanting to fuck. I explained that I was arriving late tonight, but would have my ass available for loads on Saturday from 10A-2P. He said great, keep me in the loop. As I was chatting with him, I was hit up by 4 other guys. I told all of them the same, that I'd be available from 10-2 on Saturday. They all wanted me to message the hotel details and will try to stop by. I arrive in MKE at midnight and send all 5 my hotel info. And luckily, no elevator key needed for access! Saturday morning I get up and have messages from 3 of them. They're planning on coming over, 2 of them will be there at 10:00. A little before 10, I go and tape the door latch (I travel with packing tape) so they can just push the door open when they arrive. Right at 10, top #1 comes in. He puts his arms around me and kisses me deeply...off to a good start! He gets undressed and we make out and roll around on the bed for a bit. I break to suck his dick some before going back to a make out some more. Then top #2 comes in. He immediately gets undressed and starts eating my ass. I take a big hit of poppers and go back to sucking #1's dick. Before long #2 slides in my hole and fucks with a steady pace as I'm sucking #1. After a bit #2 suggests I sit on #1's dick, which I do. #2 asks if I'm into DP and I tell him I've never done it. He asks if I want to try and I tell him I'm game. #2 gets behind me and pushes into me as I'm sitting on #1's dick and leaning forward. I take a hit of poppers and #2 is quickly balls deep. #2 takes control and seems to be doing most of the work. But it feels awesome having my ass stuffed so full! I can tell #1 is enjoying it to by the look on his face. It's hard to say how long this goes on before #2 really picks up the pace and slams deep into me, grunting and moaning. #2 pulls out as I'm still sitting on #1. I tell him I want to taste the cum on his dick, and he comes to the side of the bed so I can clean him up. #2 asks #1 if he's going to cum too. #1 says "I already did". Maybe he just cums quietly, but I didn't notice with everything else going on. I then get off of #1 and clean his dick for him also. Top #3 messaged that he'd be there about 12:45. While I'm waiting, I finger my sloppy hole and edge my dick until it's drooling. But I'm careful not to cum before #3 arrives. #3 comes in and is excited to get undressed and eat my loaded hole. He's in there thoroughly enjoying himself, savoring the taste of the other 2 loads. I get up and lean down and kiss him so I can taste some of those loads too. He goes back to rimming me for a little longer, then pushes my knees up and slides his dick in. He only fucked for a couple of minutes before blowing his load. Again, I get up and get on my knees so I can clean the cum off of his dick. I love the taste of cum on a dick that just loaded my ass! #3 starts getting dressed, says his thank you's, and heads out. I get back on the bed and finger my sloppy hole some more while jerking and edging myself. I try to make it last as long as possible, but I'm so horny I'm only able to last a few minutes. I push out as much cum as I can onto my fingers, put them in my mouth, and jerk my load all over my chest. I'm able to relax for a little while before I have to shower and get ready for pickup. Not only was this my first DP, but also my first time in MKE. Thank you to the tops that trekked over to my hotel and gave me their loads!

Was at the local sauna today and a hot daddy type guy caught my eye. Tattooed, hairy and hung with a salt n pepper beard...perfect combination. After some kissing and him fucking my throat being a bit verbal I bend over so he knows what i want next. He goes to put a condom on and I say "I'd prefer it without if you like?" He says "oh fuck yeah boy" He fucks me raw on my front and on my back before planting his load deep in my gut. So glad I told him to loose the rubber.

Please do NOT do this. I will just put it all back into one thread. That’s the only way to keep the fiction readable. Over time, chapters in different threads get out of order and drift apart. It is not a workable solution.

Had a hookup from out of town last night. He's here visiting family for holidays, and needed a break. Wouldn't send a picture, but I agreed to a meeting as I was quite horny. I wasn't disappointed, as when he knocked I discovered he was just my type. Maybe 55, 6', gray hair and a moustache, and beefy. We had a bourbon then got down to business. He has a beautiful fat 7" with a head like a plum, and I gummed it until he was about to shoot, then he fucked me like a mad man for a few minutes then gave me a huge load. He then rolled me onto my back and sucked me like a pro, and eating every drop of my cum. This got him hard again, so I got back into dog position and he slow fucked my cummy ass until he gave me a second load. Says he's in town until the 26th, so I'm hoping for more loads.

I dream of having a daddy make me his cuntboy like this.

As a married guy i love taking bareback cock, was hooked after the first time i let a regular fuck buddy go bare about 5 years ago.

Leatherpunk, i think you've gotten some thoughtful and valuable input here. i deal with this kind of stuff all the time as a critical care nurse. i got a patient yesterday who came into the ED tweaking. His tox screen tested positive for meth, he denied partying to me. He was all over the map physically, arms flailing, heart racing. Of course, i don't see the guys who PnP and perceive they are having a good time, i see all the issues that arise with PnP, most common are brain damage and heart damage. People destroy their hearts beyond repair and need a transplant, but usually cannot get one because of the cause. my input is similar to many. i think you need closure and i think counseling with a grief counselor is a good idea, as well as joining a group so you won't be alone with this. Thank you for sharing this. i think your sharing this and talking about it on this site is one of the best things you can do to honor Marks memory. There is so much fantasy that happens on this site, guys romanticizing and fetishizing drugs and disease, but rarely with a balanced understanding. Your sharing your and Marks story is a sad and common outcome that our community needs to grasp. i love my gay family and i long for us to be a healthy and thriving community, not one bent on self destruction. i've been around drugs since i was 13, been at more parties than i can count, but have always been the observer, never partook. Now as a healthcare provider, i see all the people who have bad experiences, and the many who progressively kill themselves with reuse. We need to see the sadness and grief that these drugs can cause.

@leatherpunk16: This thread really breaks my heart and I'm not that comfortable commenting on it to be honest. I'd encourage you to talk to a licensed therapist to process the grief and seek closure. I worry that going the legal route will frustrate you, cost you time, money and effort and perhaps not deliver the justice you seek. Mark and Carl, according to you, have a history of playing together (successfully) under the influence of substances. That suggests a certain level of trust. I have zero experience with PnP, but I've always assumed (perhaps wrongly) that anything can happen under those circumstances. Furthermore, more than 2 weeks passed between the party and Mark's death. If Mark said nothing to you to suggest Carl was directly responsible for what happened to him, then maybe he isn't. Carl may indeed be an unsavory character who hosted a party where things went left, but that does not mean he is a killer. I'm very sympathetic to your plight. Defense attorneys are not. There are many unanswered questions here that Carl could exploit to create reasonable doubt. That's why I'm in favor of moving past this very sad event in a way that is least taxing for you psychologically. Good luck to you man.

Just took a nice BBC in my ass. Guy said he had 9" don't know about length, but definitely around! His dirty talk while I sucked him was all about how good I was at sucking his uncut cock. He had a goldilocks amount of smegma for me, enough to give his foreskin and head some flavor, not too much that I'd be overwhelmed. I didn't think he was going to last long in spite of his dirty talk being about how he was going to pound me over and over and give me multiple loads. When he finally pushed in it took only a couple minutes before he gave me his juice. Was very satisfying and rewarding.

Chapter 4 I made it home before Scotty so I figured I might as well cook dinner. I needed to do something to keep myself preoccupied. He showed up about an hour later. “Hey stranger. Hmm something smells good,” Scotty said. “Hey, I got home early so I just figured I’d whip us up some food.” “This is perfect. So what’ve you been up the last couple days?” Hmm that was a loaded question. “Just busy with work. What about you. You’ve had some late nights.” “Uh yea, was helping some friends out. Sorry I haven’t been around.” “Scotty don’t worry about it. The last thing I wanted was to cramp your style. I really do appreciate you letting me crash with you. I should be able to move in next weekend.” “It’s cool. I’ve enjoyed having you here.” “So I have a question for you. I, umm, I’m not sure how to ask this. It’s about your tattoo.” “I have lots of tattoos you’re gonna have to be more specific,” he grinned at me. He was not going to make this easy. “Okay fine,” I grinned back. “Specifically, your biohazard tattoo.” “Umm Okay What do you want to know?” “Why that design? Are you HIV positive?” “Uhh, what makes you say that?” I gave him a look, “really, that’s your response? It’s no big deal I’m just curious.” “Okay, yep, I’m poz.” “And your okay with that?” He looked at me sheepishly, “yea I’m very okay with it.” “Hot,” I whispered. “What did you say?” “Umm, cool glad you’re okay with it.” “One last question. Did you actively try to become poz?” Okay he wasn’t expecting that question. “Seriously, no judgement. I’m just curious.” “Yes, I did.” “Can I ask why?” “It’s hard to explain and honestly I’m not sure I really know why. It was just a need I had deep down inside. Like a part of me was missing. Sorry, I know it sounds fucked up. Hell I know most people think it’s crazy but it was just something I needed to do.” “No I get it. I mean I don’t totally, but I’m trying to understand.” Because honestly ever since Andrew and Charlie planted the seed I can’t stop thinking about it. I went on to tell him that my divorce was really because my ex was a lesbian. I conveniently left out the part about me being gay and that I still had two loads inside me from this afternoon. Hey there is such a thing as over sharing. Don’t judge me. We spent the rest of evening just bullshitting. It was nice, oh yea I was also hard all night. The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful. Except I found myself on Twitter looking at the accounts of guys who only fuck raw. Which inevitably lead me to the accounts of a lot of poz guys. Every time I’d see a guy with a biohaz tat I’d start getting hard. I followed, unfollowed and re-followed so many accounts I’m surprised my account wasn’t flagged. By Monday I needed to get fucked. The problem was I just wasn’t sure how to go about that. Hey it’s been awhile since I was single. I tried texting Charlie but he was out of town for the week. He suggested I speak with Andrew. Right talk to my boss about getting fucked. I’m pretty sure HR would already frown on the fact that he introduced me to Charlie in the first place. I made it to Wednesday until I couldn’t take it anymore. I was honestly a little surprised that Andrew hadn’t chatted with me earlier but I guess he was in meetings both days. Wednesday I’d seen him in the halls and said hi a couple times but didn’t really have an opportunity to talk. In the afternoon I wandered down to his office and saw he was alone so I knocked on his door and stuck my head in. “Hi Andrew, was just wondering if you had a few minutes?” “Of course, come on in and shut the door behind you.” I of course had brought with me a real work issue to at least make this seem like a legit visit. We took care of the work issue quickly then he said, “so how’d your meeting Friday go?” “Um it was very informative.” “I spoke with Charlie and he feels you have excellent potential to become a total bottom cum slut. He also mentioned you tried to contact him again but he wasn’t available.” “Yep, I was kind of hoping for a repeat meeting.” “You’re a hot guy. There’s lots of ways for you to find guys to fuck you. In fact there are several at this company who would gladly bend you over their desk and breed your cunt. Including yours truly. He stood up and I could see the outline of his very hard, very big cock through his tight pants. “I’m not so sure about my boss fucking me. I mean my boss is hot as fuck but he’s still my boss.” “Totally understand. So if he wasn’t your boss would you let him fuck you?” I didn’t even think, just responded, “yes!!” “Even if he’s poz?” “Ahh umm, I don’t know.” “You hesitated, interesting. I’d say you’re warming up to the notion of taking toxic cum. Would that be accurate?” “Oh fuck! No, yes, maybe. I’m not sure.” He grinned at me. “You should probably get back to work.” I immediately went to the bathroom and shot my load. Friday I finally moved into my new apartment. Most of my stuff was being shipped or I’d purchased new since my ex kept the old house, so there wasn’t too much, so between Scotty, Josh, his friend Zack and me we had it done pretty quick. I offered to buy the guys pizza and beer but all three of them had somewhere to be. Some of the new furniture had arrived that morning so I was just relaxing when Andrew called. “Hi Andrew.” “Did you get all moved?” “Yep now just need to unpack.” “How horny are you?” “Climbing the fucking walls!” “Good! Clean out and be to the address I’m going to text you in two hours. Don’t over think it Scotty. It’s time!” Then he hung up and I received the text a minute later. He was right. Enough pussyfooting around. It was time to take the plunge. I cleaned out and the next thing I new I was at the address he’d given me. I knocked on the the apartment door and was soon face to face with an older gentleman, probably in his early 60s, in great shape. Tall and skinny, wearing just a pair of very tight shorts. It looked like his long cock was just about to peak out of the bottom of his shorts. He had a big red biohaz tat that surrounded his left nipple which was also pierced. “You must be Kevin. I’ve heard a lot about you. Come on in. I’m Greg, Andrew’s partner.” I stepped inside and he gave me a tight hug and squeezed my ass. “Damn I can’t wait to breed your neg cunt. Charlie tells me you’re a natural.” Gulp! He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and lead me into the living room where Andrew was talking on the phone. He waved and motioned for me to sit. I couldn’t take my eyes off Greg’s crotch. “He may be awhile, why don’t you take my dick out and have a taste. I can tell you want too.” Yep I did. He stood in front of me and I pulled down his shorts. The longest cock I’d ever seen popped out. Thank god it was skinny like him or I’d never get it down my throat. He was already leaking so I just went to town. “Damn Charlie’s right, this boy can suck.” He soon pulled his dick out of my mouth. “Fuck I was getting close. Your mouth is great but all the loads need to go in your other hole today. You’re wearing too many clothes. Why don’t you get comfortable.” By the time I was naked Andrew was off the phone and taking his clothes off too. “You ready for this Kevin?” I nodded yes. “You need to say it Kevin. Tell us what you want, what you need.” Oh fuck. They were both stroking their hard cocks, precum dripping from the ends. “I need you to fuck me.” “Kevin!” “I need you to stick your poz cocks deep in my neg cunt and blow your toxic loads deep inside me. I need you to knock me up!” “Good boy. Now we can begin.”

Chapter 3 It was Friday and I’d successfully managed to avoid Scotty again. Around 10am Andrew stuck his head in my office and said, “I’ve cleared your schedule for this afternoon. You have a meeting offsite at 2pm. I won’t expect you back until Monday so enjoy your weekend.” “Okay, what’s this meeting? I don’t have anything on my calendar.” “This is regarding that special project we discussed last night. I’ll text you the address. Oh and you’re welcome.” With that he turned and left my office. Shit. I honestly didn’t except him to follow through with getting me laid. I felt like a fucking teenager about to have sex for the first time. Needless say it was good I was two weeks ahead with my work because I didn’t get anything done for the rest of the morning. About 1:30 I received a text from Andrew. ‘Have fun! Here’s the address, don’t be late.’ At 2pm I found myself in the lobby of a nice apartment building waiting for the doorman to announce me. He directed me to the elevators and I was now standing outside apartment 1208. What the hell was I doing?? I stood there for a few minutes trying to work up my courage when the door opened. There standing on the other side of the door was a 6’ 200lbs big burly, hairy daddy. “Hey boy, damn Andrew was right you’re a fucking cutie, come on in.” Wait Andrew thought I was cute. Fuck! I just stood there so he reached out and grabbed my hand to pull me inside. “Damn he wasn’t kidding about you being nervous was he? No reason to worry, my specialty is breaking in new boys. Can’t say I’ve had one your age before but don’t worry it’ll be fun. You can call my Charlie or daddy, I’ll answer to either.” “Hi Charlie, I’m Kevin,” I said taking his offered hand. He pulled into his chest and hugged me. He whispered in my ear, “let’s get started boy I can wait to pop you cherry. Now strip.” I hesitated for only a second till I saw the look on his face. Which seemed to say ‘don’t make me ask twice.’ I quickly stripped and was soon standing naked in front of Charlie. He was just wearing shorts so I could see his big hairy chest and pierced nipples. I could also see the top of a biohaz tat peaking out over the top of his shorts. He saw where I was looking and said, “boy don’t worry, unfortunately for you daddy’s currently on meds so I’m only shooting blanks.” I breathed a sigh of relief. He chuckled, “you may think you don’t want toxic cum now but give it a few days, weeks or months and you’ll be fucking begging to get knocked up.” “Yea I don’t think so,” I stammered. He just smirked at me. “We’ll see. Okay let me take a look at you. Nice body son, average cock but something tells me you won’t be needing that much. Bend over let me take a look at your boy hole.” I turned around and showed him my asshole. He whistled. “Damn, that looks mighty tasty can’t wait to get my dick inside of there. Okay follow me, let’s get you cleaned out and ready for your first fuck.” He showed me how to clean out and make sure I was ready to take any load offered. The whole time he kept telling what a good boy I was and how happy I was going to make all the real men that would get to use my holes. I was soon running clear so he took me to his bedroom and told me to drop to my knees. He slowly removed his shorts and out popped this beautiful 7.5” cock. “Don’t just stare at it, start sucking. He was already dripping precum so I tentatively stuck my tongue out to taste him. Damn, that was good. Next thing I knew I was sucking him like my life depended on it. “Easy boy, watch those teeth. That’s it relax your throat let me in. I gagged a little, but before I knew it I was deep throating my first cock. I have no idea how long I sucked him off for it could have been ten minutes or thirty but all I knew was that I liked sucking cock. Pretty soon I could feel his dick start to convulse and hot salty cum started to fill my mouth. “Good boy take every drop, don’t spill any. Make sure you swallow it all. I made sure he was totally cleaned off before he pulled out of my mouth. I had a stupid grin on my face. “I take it you enjoyed that son?” “Fuck that was amazing. Your cum’s delicious.” “Damn if you liked sucking dick so much just wait until you have one up your tight pussy! Okay hop up on the bed there on you back and lift your legs up in the air.” He pulled me down so my ass was just hanging off the bed. He then dove into my ass and started eating me out. I just about hit the roof. Nothing had ever come close to that feeling. I was moaning like crazy. He came up for air and replaced his tongue with his fingers. “You like my tongue in your pussy boy?” “Oh my god yes!” I screamed “more please.” “Fuck you’re so tight. But don’t worry I’m going to loosen you up enough to take my dick and everyone else’s for that matter. Your doing great boy. I’ve got three fingers in you now. Fuck your pussy is just opening right up for daddy. I’m not going to be able to hold off much longer son.” He grabbed a 6” dildo he had lying on the bed and inserted it in my ass. He slowly moved it in and out driving me crazy. “You like that dildo, you about ready to take your first real cock son?” I just continued to moan. “Answer me boy tell me what you need.” “Cock! I need your cock inside me! Please.” “You gonna make daddy wear a condom?” “NO! No condoms. No condoms ever sir!” “Good boy and why’s that?” “Cum should never be wasted.” I shouted. “Please Charlie, please stick your raw dick inside my tight pussy.” With that he ripped the dildo out of my ass and before I could even scream he shoved his big dick inside me in one go. He was balls deep and laid down on top of kissing me while I got used to his cock. After a short while he started to move in and out of my cunt and the pain turned to incredible pleasure. Charlie could sense the change in me and started fucking me harder. “Oh dear god yes! Harder Charlie, knock me up daddy.” “Fuck yeah boy. You like this poz dick breeding your neg cunt don’t you son?” “Feels so good, please cum in me!” “”Like you ever had a choice boy. Fuck I’m getting close. You want me to pull out son?” “NO!” I screamed. “Inside me, please don’t pull out.” With that he shoved his dick all the way in and blasted his load. I laid on the bed trying to catch my breath. “How you doing there son?” “Wow, wow, wow. Had no idea what I was missing.” Charlie slowly pulled his dick out of my ass and without even thinking I immediately flipped around to clean him off. I had an incredible need to taste his cock covered in cum and ass juices. “You like the taste of your ass don’t you?” I looked up at him with his dick still in my mouth and just grinned. After a few minutes we collapsed side by side on the bed. “Was that really your first time with a guy?” “Yep, a buddy sucked me off years ago but that’s all. This is the first time for any of what we just did.” “Damn boy. Andrew was right, you are a natural bottom. I’m proud of you boy. We’ll have you begging for toxic cum in no time.” “Yea I don’t think so. Barebacking, hell yeah but I’m going to stick with negative guys.” He smirked, “sure you will. Mark my word son, you’re going to start thinking about cum all the time. Neg cum will work in the beginning but soon it won’t be enough and you’ll start to cave the special cum only certain guys can give you.” “We’ll see,” I said, not really believing him. He just grinned at me like he already knew what my future would hold. “You ready for your next lesson.” “Yes please!” He rolled over onto his stomach and told me start working on his ass. I kind of gave him a weird look and he said, “don’t worry you won’t be fucking me just eating out my ass. It’s an important skill you need and something tells me your going to love it especially when there’s another bottom full of cum lying next to you. Now dig in.” I started out tentatively licking his hole but was soon burying my tongue inside him as far as it could go. Damn, and I thought sucking cock was fun! I ate him out like I was a starving man. Soon I could tell his cock was growing and he tapped me on my head. “As much as I’m enjoying your face buried in my ass it’s time to fuck you again.” I climbed up on the bed, got on all fours and wagged my ass at him. “Damn, you’re such a slut. Tell me what you need?” “Cum! I need you to flood my pussy with more cum.” “What kind of cum boy?” I hesitated to say anything. “You know I’m shooting blanks so you can still say it. Come on boy otherwise you’re not getting my load.” Fuck! “Please fuck me with your poz dick and give me your cum.” “Getting closer boy.” He teased the outside of my hole with the head of his cock. “Poz cum! I need your poz cum!! Please.” He shoved all the way in and started fucking me hard. “Good boy. Now was that so difficult?” “Thank you sir!” He continued pounding my ass for a good half hour then unloaded a second round of cum deep inside my cunt. It was about 5pm by the time we finished up and he let me rinse off in his shower. I was leaving with three loads of cum plastered deep inside my body and a huge smile on my face. “You did good son. Hope you enjoyed yourself.” “I did Charlie. Thanks for everything!” “My pleasure. You have my number; next time you need more cum just text me. I’ll be sure to let Andrew know how successful today’s meeting was.” As I was riding down the elevator I realized I’d ended up taking three loads, one down my throat and two up my ass and yet I hadn’t cum once. Huh interesting. When I got out on the street I checked my phone and noticed I had two text messages. One from Andrew, ‘hope it went well. Let me know.’ And one from Scotty, ‘hey stranger. How about dinner tonight?’ Andrew’s reply was easy. “It was great, thanks for introducing me to Charlie.” Now for Scotty I wasn’t really sure what to do but I knew I couldn’t keep avoiding him so I bite the bullet and texted back, ‘dinner sounds great. I should be home shortly.’

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

CHAPTER THREE THE WEREWOLF A pulled myself together as I watched people pass by, looking right at me. I had tears in my eyes as I mentally contemplated my fate. My hole was throbbing with pain and felt like It was gaping. I tried to stay calm as my mind was screaming at me that I just let two anonymous men infect me with HIV. My mind was saying go, get in my truck and drive to the “big city” hospital and get treatment, but my cock, balls, and my hole was saying go find the werewolf. Taking a deep breath and forcing my legs to move, I started walking further in the maze. I was hunting werewolf now. The people in the maze were invisible to me. My cock was throbbing against my leg and I didn’t care who or what could see it. The more I walked the more I got lost in the maze. I turned a corner and there stood the werewolf! He was covered head to toe with a thick dark fur, which covering a muscle body. The closer I got, I realized that the fur was his own. His face was covered too and he was wearing a mask. The only fabric covering his body was a loincloth and it was rising quickly. A deep growl suddenly escaped his lips as I got within a few feet. “Trick or treat faggot!” He growled I grabbed him and pulled him into the stalks. Once out of site I turned and bent over lifting my shirt. “Eager to get a third infectious load” I waited. I had accepted my fate. It wasn’t long before his spongy cock head was sliding up and down my crack. He would pause when it met my hole then slid on. Without warning one of the crossing of my hole, he pushed in deep. I took a deep breath and pushed back. This time there was no pain and no scream. With each drive into my hole, I pushed back. He fucked hard and fast. I could feel his nut sack slapping my ass as he fucked me. I rubbed my cock through my jeans, causing it to leak. “You’ve accepted your fate faggot?” I moaned loudly, not caring if we were caught. “We know how to handle faggots like you in this town” He continued to fuck be, groaning and moaning almost growling like a true werewolf. I could hear his cock in my hole with the first two loads. I closed my eyes as I squeezed my hole around his cock. I was determined to milk his infectious load out of his balls. The more he fucked me the more I rubbed my cock. It was leaking a lot. I could feel my balls tightening. I was getting close. “Damn even after that thick cock on the scarecrow opened your hole, squeegeeing it makes it tight again” He grabbed my hips and fucked me harder and faster, as I rubbed my cock head. It wasn’t long and I pasted the point of no return and I started shooting my load down my pant leg. “Hot fucking damn” he yelled, “your fucking shooting your load cuz your hole is pulsing” The cum shot out of my piss slit and I could feel it running down my leg, soaking into my jeans. “Your hole is driving me fucking crazy” A big spot was forming on my jeans as my cum soaked in. “Want my toxic cum?” I squeezed my hole again around his cock. “Fuck yeah” he replied He picked up speed and was driving his cock in deep. I focused on my hole since my cock had gone sensitive. Usually when I cum, that’s it, I’m done. So I concentrated on the pleasure his cock was giving my hole. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck” He rammed his cock in and left it there as it pulsed and spit it’s deadly seed deep in my insides. I could hear his howling and imagined him lifting his head towards the moon to howl. “Got another strain to mutate with the other two!” I squeezed my hole around his cock as he slid out. “Your next fuck is from the Skeleton” I heard the stalks crack and rustle as he moved away. I didn’t even look to see where he went, I just stood up and left out hiding place and moved on to find the Skeleton.

I have to say, going to an event like this, and being classified as a "mare", turns me on like crazy.

I agree... craving more to follow!

Do other bottoms or very guys feel that when you take the time to clean out for a sexy party you will spend hours at and not get the amount of cock you wanted that taking sometimes hours to clean out wasn't worth it? The same can go for spending money like Cum Union or something. I just recently had that experience at a party on Saturday and now it kind of turns me off from doing all that prepping, but I don't always want to top. Has anyone else had this experience?

While it used to be a good hook-up site both locally and when I travel, Adam4Adam has devolved into a site where trolls from Russian bots or fucksters is now very prevalent. To the point where every single time I log on I get smiles and messages from fake profiles that are almost always showing 7800 +/- miles away. Is anybody else experiencing this?

Thanks for weighing in @drscorpio <-- Do what he says, gentlemen!

Good that it was false positive. No STIs are worth the fantasy and risk. Immunity goes down like any other infection. Unfortunately there are so many guys within hetero and homo community who think they are invincible to STIs making it difficult for honest thrill seekers. If I had the powers to legislate then I will really make STIs disclosure a compulsion.

I get this, too. Their fantasy is better than the reality.

I am this kind of top. The thing is, often, guys on app are like "yeah don't worry, i just want to be your slut, do watever you want" but when you are in front of them, after 1 or 2 slaps they are often like "yeah ... no, dont be that rough please", "oh no don't fuck me that hard at the begining I need to open up", "you are too hard with my mouth" etc... With time, I tend to be more gentle with guy I never fucked, because I am kind of tired to hear that I am an asshole when we agreed 1 hour before that I'll be an asshole.

I stayed home yesterday as I feel like I’m battling a cold. After my wife left for work late morning, I cleaned out and showered and got online. I pinged a guy who seemed eager to breed me ass. By the time he got back to me, I was in a Webex conference call for work. He had to leave the area by the time my meeting was going to be done and I really wanted his seed. I had him come over while on the Webex. Making sure my video was off and mic muted, I pulled his dick out and sucked him hard. He grew to a good thick size. I turned around and presented my ass. He slipped in using spit for lube. It burned more than I expected as my hole is fairly loose. After getting used to him, he fucked me deep and within 2 minutes, dumped his big load up my ass. He pulled up his pants and left. I jacked off using his cum for lube.

I told about this in some other thread as well. I have only been fucked by a guy with a PA once. This was a few years ago when I had just moved to the place I now live. Also the first and only time so far I was on X which I got from them. Said it would help to relax. Maybe that helped but it was amazing. UD top guy (didn't know that upfront) and his (bottom) friend wanted a 3some. The friend really didn't get involved but watched at first and then disappeared from the room after an hour. The guy slow fucked for at least two hours before he shot his load. I was in bottom heaven (or it was the pill) and shot two loads while he was fucking me. I felt it for days afterwards though. Every time I sat down I was reminded of that session. He had said it was a great fuck. I would have liked a repeat but he never responded. Maybe his friend got jealous?

Chapter 14 Dr. Manning and Matty took their clothes off all the while Zack was going to town on Josh’s ass. I interrupted him for just second to take his shirt off and he dove right back in. I next worked on getting his shorts off and noticed he was commando. I rubbed his back while whispering in his ear, “hmm your not wearing any undies Zack. Were you hoping to get lucky at the bar?” He tried to answer but his face was still buried inside Josh. “You like eating out your friends pussy don’t you?” Doc pulled Zack away and kissed him deep. He melted into the doc’s side. “Get on the bed next to your friend.” The boys looked up at doc as he told them, “you two make out while the three of us work on your beautiful neg holes.” “Please use a condom,” Zack begged. “Sorry Zack, we’re all out of condoms. If you want us to fuck you it’s going to have to be raw.” Dr. Manning was gently rubbing his finger around his asshole. “What do you say Zack?” “I don’t know sir. Are you guys safe? I know Josh’s uncle is poz, and I don’t want to be poz. I’m not on PrEP yet so it’s not safe,” he whined. Matty and doc both looked at me as if to say ‘uncle?’ I grinned and said I’d explain later. I motioned for Matty to start eating Zack out to help loosen his inhibitions. Zack started moaning like crazy and we could hear Josh whispering in his ear, “just do it, it feels so good.” Matty moved away and doc took his place rubbing his toxic dick all over his hole. I said, “Zack, these guys are two of the amazing men who knocked up my neg ass and gave me their very precious gift. Josh has two toxic loads inside him already. You need to catch up. All you have to say is breed me please and the doc here will shove his poz dick deep inside you.” Josh kissed him and egged him on. “Do it! You know you’re really a fucking slut and deep down you understand you need to be pozzed, that a part of you is missing.” Zack was moaning like crazy playing with his nipples. “Give in. You loved eating out those poz loads out of my sloppy hole and look at your dick, it’s rock hard,” continued Josh. “Boy,” doc said “don’t make me wait much longer. You have five seconds to make up your mind before I shove this poz cock inside your friend’s cunt instead and MY friends here kick you out since you’re obviously too chicken to play with real men.” That seemed to push Zack over the edge. He reached down and put the head of doc’s dick in his hole then wrapped his legs around his waist and pulled forward causing a very hard raw poz dick to breach his very neg hole. I looked over just in time to see Matty ram his cock into Josh. Damn my hole was twitching. I noticed Josh’s hard cock moving around as he was getting fucked, leaking like crazy. I climbed on top of him and sat down on his hard dick. “Fuck yeah uncle Scotty ride me while your friend loads me up with more poz babies. Zack started screaming, “poz my cunt, knock my faggot ass up, make me pregnant with your poz baby.” Fuck, talk about a closet chaser! About that time I looked up and noticed Chris and Chad in the room. “We weren’t sure we had the right place till we heard the cum slut here begging for poz cum. We knocked but I guess y’all were a little too busy to hear us. Thankfully the door was unlocked.” “Well what are you waiting for? We have two neg boys here begging for the bug.” “Wait two? I thought there was just one?” “It’s a long story, just get naked and pick a bottom,” I said moaning as Josh started to shoot his load up my ass. As he was cumming he clamped down on Matty’s dick which caused him to add his poz cum to his not so neg ass. Matty pulled out and Chris took his place not even giving Josh a second to catch his breath. At the same time Chad was shoving into Zack. Matty, myself and doc moved to the other side of the room to relax for a few minutes and enjoy the show. “Thanks for coming over guys. I don’t think either of these boys had any idea they’d be getting the gift when they woke up this morning.” I looked down at Matty’s cock and noticed he was wearing his special PA tonight and all the sharp edges were covered in pink cum. He saw me looking and got a big grin on his face. “All you had to say was ‘help with a neg boy’ and I knew what I had to do. There’s no way these sluts are leaving here without our gift growing deep inside them.” I leaned over and gave him a deep kiss. We kept fucking late into the evening. Even Josh’s neighbor stopped by again and gave Zack a load this time. By the time we wound down we’d lost count of the number of toxic loads they each took. We left Zack and Josh in his bed cuddled up together. Both with huge smiles on their faces and butt plugs firmly in place. I called Josh the next day to make sure he was okay. “I’m great uncle Scotty! Thanks again for last night. My neighbor is taking Zack and me to another conversion party tonight. He says he told his poz buds about us and they all want a crack at our cunts before we’re official members of the club.” “And Zack’s okay with what happened?” “Yea we talked late into the morning after you guys left. Turns out he’s been watching barebacking videos online, jacking off every night and recently started following a bunch of neg bug chasers on Twitter. He just needed us to push him over the edge.” “Oh good! I was worried he might wake up full of regret.” “Yea no. He’s already scheming, trying to figure out how we can get our other two friends knocked up. I think we may have created a monster.” I laughed, “well keep me posted, and let me know when you come down with the fuck flu. We’ll be there to see you guys through it, and when you’re ready I’ll give you Dr. Manning’s info so you can make an appointment to see him professionally. He may be a sick and twisted kinky motherfucker but he’s a damn good doctor too.” “Thanks, I really appreciate it. So, umm, do you umm...” “Spit it out Josh. This no time to get shy on me.” “Well I was just wondering, was last night just a one time thing or can we play together again? I really liked it when it was just the two of us. I mean don’t get me wrong having all of you poz fuckers work us over was hot as fuck but there was something special about when it was just the two of us.” “Josh, if you’re anything like me once you join the family you’ll be hornier than you’ve ever been and you’ll need sex all the time. Groups or just one on one sessions it won’t matter you’ll just need it. But yes, we can absolutely play again just us. I have a special bond with the guys that knocked me up as you will too. Plus, I’m the first poz cock and load you’ve ever taken. Don’t ever forget that.” “Thanks!” Josh and Zack officially joined the club about three weeks later. Luckily their flu wasn’t too bad. They even managed to seduce their other two friends and brought them over to the dark side as well. Dr. Manning was right, once you get a taste of poz cum there’s no going back. We all still get together for group action at least once a month. We’ve had to find a new place to play since our little family isn’t so little anymore. Dr. Manning’s still my doctor. I probably see him more than I need to but damn there’s just something about that man and his very attentive staff that just keeps me cumming back over and over. I even wrote my old doc, Dr. Jackson, a thank you note for moving and selling his practice to Dr. Manning because without that one single event none of this would ever have happened...at least not the way it did. Then there’s Kevin. I finally got back to him to let him know Josh and I had had the talk and there was nothing to worry about; Josh knew exactly what he was doing and would be just fine. Kevin came back out a year later and stayed with me this this time. Let’s just say that’s a story for another time. Moderator's Note: You can find that story for another time here.

Chapter 34; *Todd possessed Part 3* I stared up at him in his dominant arms open wide / hands in a claw like posture, with his possessed demon snarling, and all I did in response was moan, groan and grunt in a heavy drenching seroconverting hypnotic euphoric spellbound trance as I smiled at his demonic leather executioner hood clad gaunt jaundiced contorting face. Several minutes had passed so my torso was now well and truly soaked; 💦 An undercoat of conversion sweat followed by a thick slime pus topping. 💦 I took my gaze away from his face and looked at my slutty body, and using both hands I began to scoop up the Gono-juice from my body and with one hand feed and finger it into my cunt, and the other hand smear it all over my face AND rub it over the tip of my dick, adding to the Gono infection that uncle Jeff had already given me. Demon Todd was currently standing with his back to my floor standing mirror, and as I played with his nasty pus I would every now and then catch a glimpse of his AIDS wasted ass and see his cunt hole twitch each time he sprayed his Gono-slime all over me. It had now been around 15 minutes since my demon began his squirting spree, so I now got up on my knees, swiveled around and positioned myself onto all fours, so now my back got its turn in getting a generous drenching. I allowed this to go on for about 10 minutes so I was now entirely soaked neck to waist in Gono-slime. I didn't know how much longer he'd be squirting out and I was now thirsty for his rotten filth, so, I knelt right in front of him, took hold of his demon-dick, and aimed it at my face, where my face got a generous Gono-drenching for a couple of minutes. I then decided it was time for a drink. I with ease slid his dirty-demon-dick to the back of my throat where he would squirt and I would swallow in complete unison. *Gulp 💦 Gulp 💦 Gulp 💦 Gulp* The flow stopped after at least a good few minutes of enjoying my delicious creamy pus-shake. I continued to hold him in that position for a while longer, then having removed his demon dick I once again looked up at his intoxicating face of death. I smiled in my hypnotic spellbound state, licked my lips, then swiveled around facing away from him positioning myself onto all fours, then I turned my head to look behind and up at those demonic eyes; - Come on then, FUCK me! Do what you gotta do. I'm a dirty fucked up freshly made poz pig in heaT ... Come on, stick it to me. DESTROY my innards. Before I had a chance to turn my head back around he lunged forward and slammed that super toxic demon-Todd Dick into me. But unlike in the bedroom there was no feral fucking. He just held that position as our mutual gaze was locked, with his snarling now intermittent, and pelvis continually pushing in seeing that his Dick inched in deeper and deeper, with those PA spikes eventually hooking into my cunt flesh once he could anatomically go no further. He again leapt to his feet, and had us facing the mirror head on, grabbing very tightly onto my nipples pulling extremely hard on them (the wooden pegs had fallen off with all the rough play). All that was now holding me up in mid air was my nipples being savagely tightly gripped, and my cunt deeply impaled on Todd's demon spiked death shaft. And now came a very slow fuck, demon-dick sliding half way down my poz cunt and all the way in again, those PA spikes digging in on every outward and inward stroke as my head flopped from side to side through partly closed eyes, moans and groans, and heavy seroconverting sweating as I fell deeper into my hypnotic euphoric trance. Suddenly Ramon appeared; - Steven I think I left my cell phone on your coffee ta ... Oh my God, not the demons Uncle Todd. No, not as he has only just started an aggressive seroconverting reaction. Demon-Todd looked over at him and just snarled as I continued to receive a slow demon fuck. Ramon tried to communicate with me, but, I was not fully conscious in my euphoric hypnotic state. He took my temperature again, and the only way he could keep my mouth from being open in its response to my greedy piggy lust was to physically hold my mouth shut, with one hand underneath my jaw, and a finger holding the top lip shut ... *BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP* The thermometer was indicating a temperature. Well, obviously. - Fuck Steven, it's gone up again to 40.2c. It should be coming down with the medication. I'm going to get Edward to come over. This development brought my inner conscious to the forefront. I suddenly came to and grabbed Ramon's wrist to prevent him from bringing anyone else in, disturbing the current FUN! With my other hand I lifted my thigh up, looked at demon-Todd with a knowing smile of 'let's work on this annoying interruption together', and said; - Release me from your grip, I know what to do. He lifted me off of his increased in size (due to Todd's possession) demon-dick until I was standing on my own two feet again. I knelt down in front of the mirror, reached behind and spread my ass cheeks apart, and looking back into my dirty demon's eyes I with firm conviction begged; - Now FUCK the hell into me. Tear up my insides. USE me how you so desire, and in S6AT6A6N's name just FUCK the living hell into me. My cunt is yours to take! He snarled, I let go of my ass cheeks, turned my head to facing forwards, grabbed hold of the legs to the floor standing mirror, looked up at Ramon, and smiled like the PiG in heaT that I now was, knowing that I was about to get a real good rough fucking, and here it came; Demon-Todd lunged forward again, slamming into me, and we were now locked in a wild brutal feral violent demon fuck. My focus on Ramon's face was jerked upwards, mouth open, with heavy grunts forced out of my chest with each aggressive thrust. He went home next door and climbed into bed with hubby Edward; - Uncle Todd is upto his demon tricks again. He is currently possessed, and fucking the life out of our new neighbour, whose temperature has gone up again. - Don't worry my darling boy, we'll keep a close eye on him. He'll be okay. Don't worry. - I hope he will be okay. Was he concerned for my welfare because he wanted me well purely for health sake, or, because he wanted me to be fit enough to give me the gifT he craved? 😈 They cuddled up together, sharing a gentle kiss, and fell asleep together. As they slept I was now enjoying an extremely violent brutal fuck which would last for three solid hours without even a break for a single second. The entire time I looked into the mirror, my mouth wide open, heavy grunts being forced from my chest, my eyes wide, and my skin drenched in conversion sweat which mingled in with the nasty Gono-sap that covered me all over my body. And then came the time for the demon to cum. His snarling intensified and from nowhere he grabbed me by my throat, squeezing hard as he took the final descent into fucking the hell into me. Then came the final powerful dark thrust that winded me to the point I passed out collapsing on the floor as I was loaded up with yet another filthy load. As I passed out all I could hear was the most almighty roar. I am sure the next block could have heard it. 👹

Some fuck buddies host a POZ play party periodically, and last night was the Christmas gift exchange. (hehe) There is a core group of us, so there is already an existing connection and knowledge of what turns us on. Last night did not disappoint, by the end of the evening I came away with five loads and three fists in my very wrecked hole. Cum and lube was leaking out of my hole; I definitely could have used a butt plug to stop the leakage and let the new POZ cum ferment in my guts, Beside getting multiple loads, I gave several guys my seed, the first guy that was sucking on my cock got flooded with a six-day load . I definitely loved how he deep throated my cock and took my load without spilling any of it.

The last Load I gave was Thanksgiving Day. was early in the morning and a dude Hit me up on A4A wanting a good hard breeding from a big boy with a fat uncut cock. We met in the Stairwell of a building near my place. I gagged him on my cock to get that good throat slime then pushed into his kunt easily. Felt like he'd taken a couple of loads before me, that made my dick even harder. I fucked the dude's hot black kunt till he tightened under me, firing his boy batter innthe filthynstairs while I bred two hot, poz, loads I had to his battered pussy. when I pulled out, the hungry pup sucked my cock clean. pinkncum spilled.from his gaping kunt, and when Inleft him he was fingering himself and licking p ink cum off the stairs. my dick was still hard when I left.

I am not an expert on climate but I can try to explain how some of the claims and predictions come about. You say recorded weather data goes back about 140 years. It is true that "official" records for the United States only go back about that far. (The National Weather Service was created in 1890). There are however earlier local records plus records in European countries plus anecdotal records from diaries and crop reports. For even earlier data, scientists can examine core data (ice cores, sediment deposits, tree rings, etc) to determine climate data. That is of course inference and not hard data, plus it's only applicable to that one location, but with enough samples it can be useful to help determine trends and changes in climates. You used the example of a daily record high temperature. Climate science isn't really concerned with daily fluctuations. Instead, it looks at trends based on a yearly average. If you add up all the high temperatures (and all the lows) and divide by the number of days, you end up with an average temperature for the year. If you compare that to previous years you can see whether the average temperature is trending up or down. You said the earth goes through cycles. That in absolutely 100% true. That's what makes climate science so difficult. Trying to separate naturally occurring cycles from man-made influences is what most of the debate is about. Data shows there is a correlation between the rise of industrialization and the rise in average global temperatures. It does not mean that one definitely caused the other, but that is the assumption and what the theory is based on. Finally, you question who the biggest polluters are and ask why the U.S. is targeted. This has to do with the amount of pollution generated in relation to the size of it's population. If everything were equal, you would expect the amount of pollution a country produces to be proportional to the size of it's population. For example, China has 18.2% of the world population but accounts for 29.3% of carbon pollution so their output is higher than would be expected if everything were equal. India on the other hand, has 17.5% of the world population but accounts for only 6.6% of carbon pollution so much lower than you might expect. The United Sates is targeted because it only has 4.3% of the world population but accounts for 13.8% of carbon pollution -- second highest only behind China. But if you look at it on a per person basis, the U.S. produces three times the average so it's producing more carbon pollution per person than any other country. You see similar statistics if you look at the amount of plastics and other waste generated. China produces the most waste but if you divide it by population it ends up being about a half pound of waste per person per day. For India, it's about a quarter pound. For the United States, it's over a pound of trash per person per day. That said, the United States is far better at recycling and not dumping it all in the oceans, but it still could do a lot to reduce the amount of pollution that is created. Both China and the United States are the biggest polluters and changes in those countries would have the biggest impact on global pollution. One problem is that those two countries also drive the world economy so while reduced consumption would reduce pollution, it would also depress world economies. But that is a separate topic for debate. As I said, I'm not an expert and I'm not saying any claims or predictions are true, I'm merely explaining the process and reasoning behind some of the claims that have been made.

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

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Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 6 I struggled to respond coherently. “Awww fuck yeah Daddy! Work my hungry cunt!” I mumbled as another of Daddy’s fingers went in my mouth. “Please Daddy!” I begged as my face turned to puppy, remembering the first time I saw the swollen cunt lips between puppy’s legs pulsing at me. “Good answer cuntboy. I knew that slammed up cunt would take control once you saw puppy’s cunt for yourself.” Daddy chuckled and gave my cheeks a gentle slap. “Go on cuntboy...climb back on that sling...puppy, jock that cock of yours and chain him up while I grab some more rigs. Cuntboy’s gonna need to be ready for his first fist.” and he wandered off. Bending over, puppy grabbed his jockstrap and hesitated for a few seconds...giving me a view of those swollen cunt lips. “Shit...” I thought, "how the fuck long has Daddy been working those cunt lips to get them to that point?” Puppy turned around, pulling the pouch over his cock and balls, reading my thoughts. “I met Daddy when I was 22, I’m 26 now.” Helping me up to my feet, puppy cupped my ass cheek and led me to the sling. Then I saw myself in the mirrored corner wall. I couldn’t believe how totally hot I looked. I took in my sweat slicked pecs now fully presenting themselves in the yellow piped harness and I grabbed my tits. My yellow jock pouch strained and I moaned seeing puppy’s reflection as he stood behind me, hands moving down my waist to my pouch, he growled and bit my neck. “Fuck yeah, cuntboy...we gotta get you a yellow swimmer jock and we’ll be a perfect pair...piss and fist for Daddy.” “Awww Man!” I eagerly agreed. “Fuck yeah cuntboy...climb on...” puppy directed. “Slide that cunt down a bit more. That’s it.” Puppy bound my ankles making sure my legs were spread wide open and moved on up and did my wrists. Strapping my bicep, puppy whistled, “That my cuntboy...is a beautiful sight.” and licked it. “Here puppy, slam your cuntboy with this.” Daddy laughed, handing it to puppy. “Fuck yeah Daddy, my fucking pleasure!” Puppy prepped and expertly guided the rig into my vein and slammed me. I felt the chems rush into me...but this time it was more intense...I panicked. Daddy leaned forward. Rubbing my pecs gently, Daddy tried to calm me down. “It’s ok boy, I gave you a bit more than what we’re gonna do. You’ll need it to take my fist the first time.” Before I knew it, the panic was replaced with the familiar deep hunger emanating from my cunt overtaking my body. “Good cuntboy...take my cock.” My head moved to the side and took Daddy’s cock in. “MMMMM....” I began to suckle, feeling the metal ring hit roof of my mouth as my tongue lapped the bottom of his shaft. “OK puppy, give me a slam and then do yourself.” commanded Daddy. “Cuntboy...concentrate on my cock for now.” I continued worshipping cock. “AWWWW FUCK!” Daddy exclaimed, his cock jerking in my mouth from the rush of chems now coursing through his veins. I continued on his cock...anticipating the coming session. Hearing the sounds of puppy slamming himself, Daddy pulled out. "I want to hear you ask for it, cuntboy," “Please Daddy, I want it!” "You want what? I didn't hear you, cuntboy." “YOUR FIST, DADDY! I NEED YOUR FIST! "Where do you want it, cuntboy?" "IN MY CUNT, DADDY! PLEASE, DADDY!" At the sight of my begging for fist, puppy howled..”FUUCK! YEAH CUNTBOY!” and sank his knees. With a wicked look in his eyes, Daddy winked at me and headed over to the toy shelf. Grabbing a large black butt plug, he walked over to puppy. “Puppy, present cunt!” Daddy loudly commanded. Puppy fell to his knees...his slammed-up cunt shot up as the swollen cunt lips bloomed and Daddy shoved the plug in, making sure the cunt lips securely held it tight. “FUUUCK!” puppy moaned with pleasure. Daddy leashed puppy’s collar and led him to the sling, securing it to the chain holding a bottom corner of the sling. “Get comfortable puppy, you’re in for a treat. You’re gonna watch cuntboy take a fist for the first time.” Daddy grabbed a stool. Placing it between my legs, he sat and proceeded put on another pair black rubber gloves. Sinking his hand in the tub of Elbow Grease, Daddy looked up, “Are you sure, cuntboy” “Yes, Daddy, I’m sure” I reassured him. “I want this...I need this.” Daddy began sliding the lube over his hands, “Do you trust me, cuntboy? I need to know.” Lying there, I looked at my Daddy and I knew I did even if we had only just met in person. I knew I wanted to give myself over to him. “Yes Daddy, I trust you.” He smiled, his right hand caressing my ass cheek with his fingers spread across it. "Now you're gonna feel what it's like to be your Daddy's hot little cunttoy." Slowly sliding toward my hungry cunt, “Uhhh...” I moaned as my ass involuntarily rose to meet Daddy’s hand. Daddy’s fingers began to circle my cunt lips...teasing them. I felt my cunt lips spread as Daddy’s fingers began their entry into my cunt...first one, then another two quickly followed. Before I could protest, his four cupped fingers were at the entrance of stretched cunt. “How you doing, cuntboy?” Daddy asked as he teased my cunt lips with his thumb and he slid in to the knuckles. I could feel my stretched-out cunt but there was no pain. The chems had taking care of that. “Shit yeah!” puppy growled, “You’re gonna love Daddy’s fist, cuntboy.” “Yes, Daddy, do it!” I begged. "Oh yeah, CUNTBOY!" Daddy growled, "open your cunt for DADDY! Take a deep breath, here it comes." I inhaled and Daddy pushed... ”Fuck!!!” I exhaled as I felt his knuckles sliding over my cunt lips. I was in ecstasy, feeling my cunt being ultimately fucked and filled. I was out of control knowing that I had just given my body over to Daddy... At the same time, I had never felt so connected to someone as I did at that moment to Daddy. As my cunt lips pulsed on his wrist, Daddy looked at my cunt and smiled, “ Cuntboy, that is one fucking beautiful cunt.” Daddy praised. Spreading his fingers open his hand moved in... my cunt spasmed. I was in heat. “OH GOD! PLEASE!” I yelled, my head rolling back. Daddy balling his fist, pushed a bit deeper opening my cunt like never before. “Deep breath cuntboy,” and Daddy started slowly pulling it out bit. I exhaled and his hand pushed it back inside my cunt. I grunted as his hand moved a bit faster now, pulling back and forth with a twisting motion. I didn’t want it to end. We continued like this for a while...Daddy exploring my slammed-up cunt with his fist as my plugged alpha looked on. Satisfied on my first go at his fist, Daddy pulled out, grabbed a towel and cleaned up his hands. He stood up, and walked up to and placed his fist at my lips. “You did good cuntboy. We’ve got lots of time to work on that cunt. Now look up.” Kissing his hand, I looked up ...and saw my sweat slick body splayed open presenting my cunt.... Taking a closer look, I sighed...my cunt lips were puffy and slightly extended...I was complete.

Part 2 - Belated 18th Birthday Present Finally we left for LA and my 18th birthday present was for us all to spend a week in California enjoying the beach and sights. It was exciting but in reality it wasn't the Medina river where Brad and I both loved the solitude it afforded us. Still this was an adventure and we stayed in one of the posher hotels in LA close to Santa Monica beach. Not bad I joked to Brad as this was the first time I had left Texas or even ventured this far from Medina, excluding my rescue of Brad in his hour of need. That afternoon we spent on the beach, our parents strolled along the beach for an hour or so and Brad and I laid in the sun and swam in the ocean. It really was a world away from our lives that were very simple in context to how hectic and busy the next couple of days would be. We fitted in two movie studio tours and some of the popular touristy bits. Always coming back at the end of the day to the amazing swimming pool and comfy loungers on the terrace. The weekend we all decided would be spent chilling out at the hotel or beach and dining as a family. For me it was the best present ever mostly due to Brad being with us and importantly me, we spent all the time together. That Sunday afternoon I stayed out by the pool, luckily I was a person who tanned quite evenly unlike some of the lobsters walking around. Brad and our parents had gone to the hotel bar for some shade and a cool drink, I had a niggly feeling I was being watched and did a quick glance around, everyone seemed to be minding their own business and not necessarily looking at me. I dived in to the pool and swam a few lengths at a leisurely pace then climbed out and walked towards my lounger, standing there letting the sun drying me off I was facing the restaurant and outdoor seating on the terrace above me. The woman ascending the steps from the restaurant caught my eye she was smartly dressed and very business like in her appearance and reaching the bottom it looked like she was walking towards me. She walked past clearly having a good look at my face any body then she doubled back and stood in front of me. "I'm sorry to be so forward but you caught my eye and trust me that doesn't happen usually" she said. I looked at her "Caught your eye?" replying and looking at her a little confused. "Forgive me" she said "I'm Patricia Manon from Manon International Models" she held out her hand. Not sure what this was about I shook her hand "Tom, just Tom from Texas" she smiled and handed me her card. "Have you ever considered modelling?" she asked me. I shook my head "No why would I?" I replied chuckling. "You are perfect, your facial features and your body is perfect" she said looking me up and down. "Oh right" was all I could say. "Pop by my office at 10am tomorrow, I would like to get some photos if your interested" she smiled at me. I looked at the card "Oh, well I am here on holiday with my family" I said trying to hand the card back. She refused to take it "Seriously think about it Tom from Texas" she smiled and walked off. Amused I looked at the card and picked up my things to find the rest of my family at the bar. Putting the card down on the table I explained to them about what had just happened. Brad was the first to encourage me to go and that he would come along with me as a chaperone. My mother agreed with Brad and said that she and Seth wanted to go shopping anyway and that I was old enough to make my own decisions and should take the opportunity even if nothing happens it will be an experience. Convinced that it would just be a day out and something to laugh about tomorrow evening we made plans and looked on our phones to make sure we knew how to get to the offices. Brad chuckled as we stood outside the building gently pushing me to go through the doors to the reception. The receptionist explained that only I was allowed up to the floor where Manon International were based, Brad said he would have a wander around and grab a coffee. He pulled me back and sternly he told me to call if I wanted out, I nodded unsure why I was feeling very nervous as my life was not depending on this, modelling was the furthest thing I wanted to do and shook off the feeling getting in the elevator up to the 10th floor. The doors opened and I stepped out in to another world, everyone was dressed in what looked like tailored designer clothing, perfect make up and hair styles, the few men I saw wore shiny fitted suits groomed to within an inch of their life. then there was me in my shorts and t-shirt wearing reefs. If anyone looked out of place then hello over here I seemed to scream come look at me and sure enough many people looked down their noses passing me by. The reception was manned by a young guy in his mid 20's who I assumed was gay judging by his mannerisms and the way he looked at man walking past his desk who had a very arrogant 'do you know who I am' look and obviously a model. I walked up to his desk and saw the plaque with his name 'Steve' written on it. "Excuse me" I said interrupting him typing an email out, he turned his head and continued typing. Steve looked me up and down "Were not casting at present" he said returning to his screen. Hell what now I thought standing there until he looked again "I'm sorry I was asked to come here" I said quietly. Steve's fingers stopped moving over his keyboard and he stood up and looked at my shorts and reefs "Oh". He picked up the phone looking directly at me "Patty I think this Tom from Texas is here" he said to the phone. Nodding at the phone "Okay" he said and hung up "Take a seat over there" he told me pointing at the sofa. I walked over and noticed from the reflection in the shiny wall behind the sofa that Steve was watching me very carefully. Sitting down I caught his eyes briefly then he turned and tapped away and answered several calls. His eyes continued to bore in to me when he wasn't typing on his computer. After five minutes Patricia came out of her office. "Tom you came, I am so thrilled you decided to come Tom" Patricia said walking over to me. I stood up holding my hand out "Well I have nothing on this morning" I stupidly said then smiled at her. Patricia laughed "Don't be nervous Tom, how about getting some photos" she said then guided me down the hall. We entered a door marked Studio A, it looked like one of those loft conversion places but segregated in to a few different scenes and a screen in one corner hiding another part of the studio. There was a photographer shooting a female model who I didn't really think was very nice as he called the model out several times 'Chloe if your not going to pull yourself together get out of the studio' was one remark I heard him say. Instantly I thought if this is how it is I might as walk as I don't need someone like that badgering me. Patricia took me to where the screen was and to wait for a moment. I could hear her talking to the photographer who she called Eddie, Patricia popped back round telling him he would be done in 5 fives and offered me a coffee. I declined feeling sick and unsure what I was letting myself in for. "Tom this is Eddie who will be shooting you for an hour" Patricia said introducing him appearing round the screen. Eddie nodded at me but without really looking "A new one, you got to be kidding me Patty" he said disappearing again. Patricia smiled "Photographers Tom, just ignore him he is quite temperamental when working" she said. It did nothing to quell my fear "I don't want to do this" I said standing up. "Nonsense Tom, you must be intrigued as you came here" she said handing me some white briefs. Nervously I took them "You want me to wear these?" I asked her looking shocked. Patricia laughed "Of course we need to see how you transpire on film" she said "don't worry". She disappeared round the other side of the screen leaving me holding the briefs, brief they were and very revealing. Debating for a moment and hearing her having words with Eddie to be nicer to me as he was frightening me off, I decided to do it and quickly changed. Eddie appeared and looked me over making me even more nervous, it also gave me the opportunity to study him in more detail. I guessed he was in his early 30's and pretty attractive, tattooed and muscled with dark cropped hair he wore a stubble and stood a couple inches taller than me. In the beginning he showed no interest in me, but then why would he I thought. All he saw was yet another model he was going to have to contend with, in his own right he was quite formidable and didn't take any crap from the models he was shooting, after all it was his work that made them. Fortunately I managed to supress my urge to vomit and run following him out to the staging area. It didn't take long for him to get annoyed with me as I didn't understand what he was asking me to do. Patricia came over and helped moving my body to the poses he wanted. She explained that I would get some training so I knew how to react to the camera if I was taken on, nodding in Eddie's direction she told me he was the best and bear with him. It felt like hours being photographed but in reality it was no more than 45 minutes, during this time I could see Patricia and Eddie looking at a screen as the images came up, they would both nod and quietly talk. Every now and then she would smile and look at Eddie who would smile back then look at me quickly. "Thanks Tom that was great" Eddie said without looking at me "we are all done". I just sat there like an idiot for a moment "What do I do now?" I asked. Eddie looked up and laughed "Go and get changed dude, then wait outside Patricia's office" he said. Yeah okay I admit I didn't want to leave as I was quite happy looking at Eddie in his tight t-shirt and wanted to lick him all over. Somehow I got up and found myself behind the screen getting changed, as I left the studio Eddie looked up and said good bye and see you soon, before I could reply he had turned back to the female model and continued photographing her. Steve her assistant smiled and brought me a coffee over being more friendlier than he was when I arrived. Patricia called from her office and her assistant looked at me and said to go through. "Please sit down Tom" she said as I entered her office "how did it feel?" she asked. I looked confused "How did what feel?" I replied. "Being photographed extensively like that?" she said holding large photographic prints in her hand. "Oh, just like having loads of selfies taken, I didn't expect I would be in underwear" I laughed. She looked up and smiled "Well I think we may be able use some of these in your portfolio". I looked at her "Is that a good thing?" I asked unsure where this was going. Patricia nodded "It's a start, I may need you to come back in a couple of weeks, your expenses will be paid". She stood in an obvious your dismissed way, walking me to the elevator she placed the prints on the assistants desk and I said good bye having given Steve my contact details, I pressed the ground floor button watching the doors close as she turned away clearly seeing Steve having a good look at my photos. "Oh my god Patty" Steve said looking up at her. Patricia smiled "He has no idea Steve. Get a portfolio together and circulate it" she said "today that is". Oblivious to what was taking place up there the elevator stopped at the ground floor and the doors opened, smiling I saw Brad was waiting with two coffees. He laughed and pretended to walk like a model towards me making me laugh. We left to walk back to the hotel and I told him how things went, how I felt like a fish out of water, what I had to wear and how rude the photographer was. We walked for ages and kind of glad to be outside feeling the sun beating down on me until we arrived back at the hotel. It felt so good spending this much time with Brad as I always felt at ease and comfortable around him. We had become even more close if that was possible and it turned out as we got older we liked many of the same things in life. The only annoying thing about him was his attempt to get me to have sex with any guy who looked at us, constantly he would rib me and tell me to start enjoying life more. When I had my head turned he would literally start pushing me back trying to get me to engage the person in conversation, just in case they swung my way. But on the inside I was still to unsure about myself and lacked the self confidence. The one thing that struck me was when we walked along the beach front and people often looked at us and smiled, especially as he always had his arm around my shoulder and we were laughing. They would clearly take us as being a couple and he didn't seem to mind it one bit and often played the part laughing afterwards. If you were clever you could read between the lines but I never saw it from my perspective. We spent the last few days relaxing and travelling down the coast visiting San Diego and stopping at various places along the route, at La Jolla we walked along the beach where I felt a certain kind of belonging imaging myself living here and literally falling in to the sea from one of the beach side houses that looked incredibly expensive. Was I sad to be leaving LA after our week, naturally as I had found a love for the beach and not so humid weather we had back in Texas, but you know, it wasn't Medina and it didn't have the beauty and tranquillity of the countryside. I got back in to my studies and returned to the ranch at lunchtime several days after our return. Everyone was out at work and the ranch house was empty apart from the housekeeper, I ran in shouting hello and filling my rucksack with fruit and water. Since the sun was out it was a perfect day to read up about my next course beside the river. The housekeeper Maria called out telling me a package had arrived on the mail table in the entrance hall. I wandered out and picked up the thick envelope it was post marked Manon International. I had almost forgotten anything would come of it, I took it back to our bedroom putting it on the bed and headed off to the river. Returning home later that afternoon Brad and Seth were already home, completely forgetting about my delivery I went straight in to the kitchen and family room grabbing a soda I sat down chatting with them. Brad and I headed to our bedroom to shower and change, we were at that stage where our parents had talked about giving us separate rooms. To my surprise Brad was the one dead set against the idea explaining that we were both happy living in the wing, I didn't seem to get a say in this but frankly I didn't mind as I really enjoyed his company and it kept me grounded. Brad stripped naked and went first then I followed taking slightly longer, it was times like this when you want to taste the forbidden fruit. Seeing him naked I loved how his body looked and the naturalness about his looks, I could see the results of his working out again since returning from university. He wasn't built like Eddie was and reflecting Eddie's build was way to muscular for me, but Brad, he was just perfect and it made my heart ache. Showering and thinking about Brad had got me aroused, think nasty thoughts I said myself trying to get me cock down. When I returned in to the bedroom drying myself I noticed Brad holding the package that came earlier. "You haven't opened this yet" he said handing it to me. I sat on the bed holding the package and looking at it "No, I don't know if I want to" I replied. Brad sat next to me "What are worried about Tommy" he asked putting his arm around my shoulder. I looked at him "The unknown, what if this changes my life and do I want it". For the first time Brad kissed me on the forehead "I will always be here for you and protect you Tom" he said. I gave a little sigh "Yeah, until you have settled down with Melinda" I replied. Brad ignored the response "Well you going to open it then?". Nodding I opened the package and took the folder out that contained a letter on the cover from Patricia. My mouth dropped open as I got in to reading the letter and opened the folder to find a contract inside for one year with a salary of $50k and a clause underneath I didn't understand, it took Seth having a look to explain that the deal gets better if you become a popular model he said with some scepticism. But he told me it was my decision but whatever I decide I must not throw my education away and keep studying. That night Brad had gone in to town to see Melinda so I returned alone to our bedroom, I was tired and leaned over from the bed retrieving my journal it's hiding place. Opening it to a new page I wrote 'It seems like ages since I downloaded what has been going on in my head or life. Next week I fly to LA and do some test shoots for modelling, yeah I know crazy right, but this woman seemed to think I had the looks and persuaded me to try it out. Hands up I am not expecting anything, in fact I don't really want to do it as it means being away from Medina, the one place where I actually feel safe and free. We spent a week in LA which is how I got hunted would be the word to describe the unusual set of circumstances. Anyway it was a great week and I got to spend so much time with Brad and do the things we like to do. I feel more and more for him but my feelings are best kept hidden from him and our family, I just can't stop them as the time we spend together just feels so precious. At times I have to remind myself who he is as much as it breaks my heart I wonder if I will ever find anyone like him. I have not been the same since that day at the river when he held me so close and I can't stop picturing him and I walking in the Medina river laughing and talking without a care in the world. So next week I head off with no expectation, probably an angry photographer who is sexy in a different way. Lets see what becomes of me after this'. I hid the journal away and climbed in to bed switching the bedside light off. The following week on Monday morning I flew over to LA for 3 days, my instructions when I entered the arrivals concourse was to look for a driver holding a sign with my name on, I suppose it was Steve's idea of a joke a man stood there with a sign 'Tom From Texas'. He ushered me towards the car and drove me to Manon International's office, I took the elevator up and surprised to see how busy it was compared to last time I was here. Steve spotted me and laughed "You found the driver then Tom from Texas" he said walking towards me. "Very funny" I replied following him down the corridor to Studio A "Who is the taking the pictures?" I asked him. Steve smiled "Eddie of course, never fear Tom from Texas you don't have tattoos" he said opening the door. What a strange remark I thought unsure what he meant by it, Patricia saw me and came hurrying over and I saw Eddie photographing a male model. Eddie turned and looked at me expressionless, he went back to the model and took a couple of snaps then threw his hands up. For one person he had a plethora of emotions that you would see in one photo shoot the grumpy, happy, irritated, irrational, elated. It was all there and you never knew what you were going to get in what order. Patricia took me behind the screen as Eddie berated the male model several times, stop smiling, smile, lift your chin, your chin stupid. I shook my head knowing this was going to be fun, already deciding if he started on me I would walk. Patricia brought over 10 polo shirts and 5 pairs of shorts, she apologised that she had meetings today but would pop by and check on me in between. Brace for impact I told myself as I changed in to the t-shirt and shorts provided, I could hear Eddie finishing. The male model came round the screen and quickly changed "Good luck with him" he said and stormed off. "How you doing Tom?" Eddie asked appearing around the screen "Came back for more punishment". "Sorry, I am nearly ready" I replied getting frustrated as I didn't want to start on a bad foot with him. Eddie put his camera down and walked towards me "Here let me help" he said straightening the collar of the polo shirt. My eyes accidentally caught his "Thanks, will you go easy on me?" I asked in hope, he looked at me and smiled. "Not a chance" he replied "Well maybe a little" he then said with a glint in his eyes catching me off guard. His hand brushing against the naked skin of my neck "Why do you want me to go easy on you?" he asked. I nervously giggled like a child "It is my first time" I quietly replied. "I know and what else have you never done before?" he asked slowly doing the button watching me. I was captivated by his eyes "Many things" I replied looking at his hands and tattooed arms. "Right come on, time is money" he suddenly said snapping me back to reality. It was definitely peculiar and maybe it was his way of getting me to relax. Anyway the shoot went well and he never got irritated with me instead he would walk over and help position me the first few times, eventually I felt a confidence to respond to him without guidance. You know Eddie really was a nice guy when you took the professionalism out of him and I actually liked working with him. Patricia had come in and sat with us for an hour, even she saw a different side to Eddie as he worked with me. At lunchtime they looked through the photos nodding and pointing I had no idea what was going on. "What has come over you Eddie?" Patricia asked him looking at the photographs. Eddie glanced at her "It's his first day, thought I would cut him some slack" he replied smiling. Patricia picked a photo out "You never cut anyone slack" she replied looking over at me "Do you see it?". Eddie nodded scratching his head "Incredible, you could shoot him from any angle it just works". Patricia left after dropping off some more clothing and we got to work. I was tired, yeah I know, but it is exhausting standing in front of a camera all day trust me. But at 3pm Eddie called time as I was loosing focus a little, he put his camera down 'Amazing Tom' he said walking towards and patting me on the shoulders. Sometimes crazy things come out of my mouth and this was one of them moments "I am not a dog you know". Eddie looked then burst out laughing "What you want me to hug you instead" he asked smiling. I didn't know what to do "No" I giggled stupidly "just thank you so I know it was okay". Eddie turned back to his camera "Oh right, you want me to boost your ego and you end up like the rest of them". "The rest of who?" I asked confusingly. Eddie looked at me "Just don't change and become self centred like the other models" he said. I stood there completely confused by him, hell no actually I was looking at his body under his tight t-shirt before I caught myself. I walked behind the screen and never saw him look over his shoulder at me disappearing from view. Getting changed I was all thumbs and knew it was down to him. So distant yet so very close it was like I could still smell him as if he was close, and he was, leaning against the wall watching me. "Not bad for your first time Tom" he said smiling at me. I looked down fumbling with my bad "Thank you for going easy on me". Eddie laughed "For you I will go easy if it is your first time" he said, I didn't look up in case I looked embarrassed. I smiled still packing my bag, I stood up and looked at him "Let's see what tomorrow brings" I replied. He walked over and hugged me catching me by surprise "Just bring your A game back tomorrow and we will find out". Dazed and totally aroused I walked out of the studio and sat down opposite Steve waiting for my car to arrive to take me back to the hotel, so I may still be a little wet behind the ears but I knew that he appeared to be flirting with me and I loved it. Steve turned to look studying me for a moment. "Did you have fun with Eddie?" Steve asked "Only you didn't run out crying or frustrated". I looked at him curiously "He is nice to work with" I replied. Steve shot a surprised look "Nice?" he remarked "Hmm no one ever says he is nice to work with". "He was very helpful and patient" I said checking I had my phone. Steve shook his head "Gay and bad tempered, models hate working with him but he is one of the best". I chuckled more so knowing he was gay "Maybe people misunderstand him, he does know what he is doing" I replied. Steve laughed at me "Right, one photo shoot and your now a professional Tom from Texas". Steve leaned forward over his desk "Did he try it on with you, I mean your straight right?" he asked me. "No well I don't think he tried it on, flirted a little" I replied but didn't answer about my sexuality. "Eddie has a partner in New York but has casual sex here in LA. Bastard won't even look at me" Steve said huffing. I nodded "Oh so your gay?" I said rolling my eyes to the ceiling at my stupid remark. Steve looked at me "Are you really that stupid you didn't notice I was?". "Sorry I just haven't met that many gay people before" I replied honestly. Steve shrugged his shoulders "Anyway I don't have muscle or tattoos. That's what Eddie likes I his men". "Car is here" Steve called over "See you tomorrow Tom from Texas". Today really did go well and gave me a lot to think about, what I never expected to hear was learning Eddie was gay and I suppose attracted to him but from what Steve said he was hard to get and very specific in his taste of men. I hit the hotel pool and gym, had a little dinner before reading then having a facetime call with Brad, my one sanity check when I was away and it would be these weekly chats that I loved most when not at Medina. The second day and third day was much like the first except there was more people in the studio who I had never met but seemed to know Patricia and Eddie well. I was modelling summer beach wear which involved some quick changes on the scene in front of everyone but thankfully nothing to revealing was required at the moment. Eddie chatted as he photographed me often making me laugh and catching it on camera, he would pause and place his hands on my body moving me gently and encouraging me. The difference towards me was very clear to everyone in the room and they were perplexed, muttering to each other wondering but none of them knew the big ass secret I was hiding about my sexuality and that Eddie was pushing it to the surface. Well to me it was a secret and to them it was life. When I had a break Patricia came over with a robe for me to put on and I sat watching him photograph a different male model, Eddie showed none of the compassion or chatter that they had just seem with me. By lunchtime we finished with a few swimwear shots then I went behind the screen to change for my flight back to Texas and home. The studio emptied except for Eddie and me, excitingly they were all heading to Patricia's office to go through the photos. "You know I have never liked a model as much as I like you" he said surprising me standing there. "Why is that?" I asked "I mean I see how different you are with the other models" I explained. Eddie looked at me "Your different Tom, not pretentious like the ones that come through the door" he said. I shrugged my shoulder "I don't really get it" laughing as I replied. Eddie sat down on the stool "Your just Tom, the man behind the face and you are incredibly nice". "Thanks" I replied unable to even know what to say to him. Eddie smiled "You must get loads of girls throwing themselves at you, do you have a girlfriend?" he asked. I chuckled and shook my head "No" I replied and left it at that. "Boyfriend?" Eddie asked and turned to look at me, I couldn't answer, thankfully the door opened. Steve walked in "Tom from Texas your car is here and I have your flight details for next week" he called out. "Coming" I replied standing "I will see you next week" I said to Eddie who was fiddling with his camera. He looked at me and smiled "Definitely". Steve looked up from his desk as I approached "I will send you through your flight details Tom from Texas". I gazed at him "Stop calling me that" I bantered with him yawning "sorry I'm knackered, it's tiring". Steve tutted "So hard looking at a camera" he laughed "Oh the life of a model". "I am no model" I said chuckling as I walked away "See you next week". Steve turned in his seat "Awe bless The Model called Tom, I think that is what I will call you now, and for the record you are a model" he said smiling. Steve was beginning to be more friendlier towards me and we were getting on quite well. He told me he only liked me as I didn't act like other models which lead me to wonder what they must really be like, since he was the second person to tell me that. But he and most of the other people at Manon International just saw me as Tom from Texas, most just ignoring me. I didn't want fame or fortune or to be the sexiest male model alive, but the word Steve used in the office that day 'The Model Called Tom' would cause me to giggle when he referred to me in that way, those simple words would get banded around the office and before long that was how I would eventually be known. Part of me was glad to be heading home and looking forward to seeing everyone, it felt like so much had happened and I had been away months. I slept in until 10am after talking in to the early hours with my family, they were all interested to find out how things went and what I was wearing and who was I modelling for. I filled them in with as much as I could realising I knew very little only that it was a department store. I did some studying and caught up with my coursework and spent the weekend afternoons with Brad at the river reading and talking. Brad confessing to me how happy he was to have me back for a few days. But time flew and before I knew it I was back at the airport Sunday evening for my flight to LA and this would mark a significant point in my life...

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Here's the next update. I know it was annoying to be given a full chapter of filler material, but trust me when I say it gives some information that is important to my other story (let's see who figures it out). Also, its fun leaving a chapter update on a cliff-hanger. Enjoy the next update. -- My First Times- Part 2 “Right there is the maze. Not that many guys use it, but it can be pretty hot,” Garrett said, pointing down a dim hallway that ended in a turn, “And that’s the theater. Guys in there tend to just get sucked unless a really hot movie is playing, then its a fuckfest.” As we walked around, I felt Garrett continue to play with my ass, much to my enjoyment. At first, the cigar he was smoking was a bit irritating to my senses, making my eyes water slightly as the thick, musky smoke swirled around us, making me cough slightly. However, as I got used to it, I became somewhat aroused, watching the sex god giving me the tour enjoy the smoke. “Over here is the sling room. Might work your way up to that since you're a newbie to all this,” he continued, eyeing me slightly as I continued to check out his perfect body. The tour continued with a quick show of the gloryholes, then to the steam room and pool, and finally to a dark room near a flight of stairs. Upstairs were the private rooms. “And this is the dark room. Anything goes in there. I would warn you to stay clear of there unless you want to get fucked non-stop by anyone with a hard prick. Can’t see them coming st you usually,” he continued, with a laugh, smile, and shake of his head. I slowly nodded, my mind racing with all the sites and sounds bombarding me. “So, bud, what brings you here tonight?” he asked pulling the cigar from his mouth and resting his hand on my shoulder as he began to play with my nipples. Looking down, I saw his massive piece of uncut cock was sticking in front of him. Not only a shower but a grower as the cock had to have gained another inch of girth and 2 inches in length. “You can play with it if you want, boy,” he said, flexing his abs and causing the monster to jerk forward, “It won’t bite… too much.” Tentatively, I reached out and grabbed it. Warm and thick, I could feel his pulse throbbing. Reaching back to his face he stuck the cigar back in his mouth and began to rub his hands along the front and sides of my smaller body. “Fuck that feels good,” I sighed, as I slowly hardened with his hands feeling me up. Slowly, I began to stroke him. “And that does too, baby,” he said around the cigar with a growl, “I can think of a few more things that would be even better.” I knew instantly what he meant. Only 20 mins being here and I might actually get my wish and be fucked by a hot muscle top. My mind raced. Should I do this? Is this really what I want? Wouldn’t it be better if I took my time and dated the right guy for my first time? I received my answer when I felt the first finger begin to probe my hole. “Fuck!” I gasped, enjoying the rough feeling of his finger diving slowly into my tight hole, “Yes!” With a big grin and a nod, he pulled his finger out and led me upstairs. I followed him as he climbed the stairs, my attention switching my the sudden change in sound and atmosphere from the stead soft thump of a club music to one of sounds of muffled moans of guys getting fucked. My ass instinctively clenched at the thought of my own virgin hole being stretched and filled as I followed Garrett down the long hall, a thick cloud of cigar smoke trailing behind him. Grabbing his key, Garrett opened one of the doors and we both stepped in. I followed behind him and quickly he gently pushed me back onto the bed. I let out a gasp as I fell back and bounced slightly on the mattress. I laid in a momentary daze as he lifted up my towel, and in one quick motion swallowed my 6in dick deep into his throat. “HOLY SHIT!” I blurted out as his throat muscles massaged my cock, the suction making me instantly want to lift up off the bed. It felt amazing, feeling him sucking my deep, his fingers wrapping around my balls and massaging them. I laid back and enjoyed to skilled top suck me for several minutes when he suddenly pulled off, my building orgasm going away from the sudden cold air hitting my wet, throbbing member. I lifted my head up and went to ask why he stopped when I saw him take a deep draw on his cigar. Blowing the smoke back in my face, he began rubbing my hole with his thumb. “Gotta stretch and lube you up,” he said, before spitting on my hole and shoving the thumb in, “Mind if I rim you and you hold my gar?” “Uh, well….” I said, pleasantly shocked. I had read about getting rimmed, but I never imagined would actually get to be rimmed. “I haven’t ever been rimmed before. I’m open to trying it though…” I said, grabbing the cigar from him tentatively. “Mind keeping it lit for me?” Garrett asked, spitting a second time on my hole and quickly adding a second thumb. I let out a slight moan as I felt the two large digits pull open my hole slightly further. Unable to form words at the moment I only nodded and laid back, bending my knees up and spreading them open, giving him more access. Looking at the cigar in my hand, I watched some of the smoke drift out of both ends before finally sticking it in my mouth. Cautiously, I stuck it in my mouth and started to puff on it. It tasted a lot different than what I expected, and nothing like how it smelled. Peppery, with a bit of a chocolate taste, and almost a cut grass. Aiming to keep the top now at my hole happy, I continued to smoke it as I felt him slowly massage my opening. I inhaled sharply when his fingers pulled out and I felt his hot, wet tongue start to lap at my cunt. The sensation felt AMAZING! I drew harder on the cigar in my mouth as he lifted his head up. “Fucking tasty hole boy!” Garret said, before diving back in. For several minutes I laid back, enjoying the rim job I was getting, Garrett’s tongue stabbing at my tight anus. After a few minutes, I felt my ass slowly open up under the constant assault of his tongue and fingers. Standing up over me, he pulled the cigar out of my mouth. “Damn bud,” he said, taking a deep inhale, “You’ve got the ass of a fucking virgin!” Looking down I blushed, I looked down, embarrassed. “Wait…” he said, noticing how uncomfortable I was becoming. “You’ve never been fucked before?” “N-no… sorry…” I said, pulling the towel that had came untied from my waist back around me. I waited for him to start laughing at me, or worse, to be kicked out of his room. However, he instead ran his spit-slicked thumb along the side of my face before lifting my chin upwards. “Why are you sorry?” he said exhaling another cloud of smoke in my face, “It’s fucking hot I get to be the one to bust your cherry!” With a smile, he moved his thumb to my bottom lip, urging it open. “Get my dick hard with your mouth babe, I want to mount that tight virgin hole and claim it.” I scooted over to the edge of the bed and sat up, bring my face perfectly level with his semi-hard monster. I slowly licked the head, surprised at how warm the PA at the tip of his cock was. Suddenly, he placed his hand on the back of my head, and my mouth enveloped his growing member. Slowly I began to suck, running my tongue along the bottom of his cock as I pulled back. “Fuck yeah, you’re a natural,” Garrett replied, his hand running through my hair tenderly. For the next few minutes, we continued, before he finally spoke. “That's it boy, suck on that nice piece of meat. Get it nice and wet for what’s coming!” Urged on by the hot, muscled man standing above me, I forced his cock deeper into my mouth, enjoying the feeling and taste of his dripping, uncut cock sliding around on my tongue, my own cock throbbing in anticipation. I moan as I felt him place his hand on the back of my head, urging me even deeper down on his cock. Forcing myself not to gag from its massive size, I let him slowly rape my mouth as he let out a content sigh. Finally, he pulled out and let me catch my breath. “Fuck! I need in that hole!” he growled, grabbing one of the condoms from next to me before letting out a frustrated sigh. I looked up at him, wondering what had him so mad. “The one time I need to put one on, and they’re all medium.” I watched as he slowly opened the packet and slowly unrolled the condom, barely able to roll it down his dick before it finally reached the end halfway down. Looking at me, he smiled. “Damn this fucker is tight. You sure you want to take this monster?” he asked, grinning at me before continuing, “Because once I start, I’m not stopping. Last chance.” Laying back, I pulled my knees to my chest and said softly, “Please fuck my hole.”

Years back, when I lived in Santa Fe, I drive down to the bookstores in Albuquerque, started a tour, collected a couple of loads in a couple of bookstores before landing in the sleaziest. Booths and movie theater combo, with a dark back room attached to the theatre. Jackpot! Stayed there for around 20 hrs, lost count of loads after 40, but it was a great time. Highlights include getting taken out to the parking lot, bent over the back of a truck and pounded by the big dicked Latino who'd already cum in my twice inside. Later I was in the dark back room, butt naked servicing a line of men. One would fuck me, breed me, then pass me down the line. Heading home, I stopped for gas, and as I was walking in to pay, I felt all that jizz start running down my leg. Had to pay for gas and walk back to my care reeking of pig sweat with my pants soaked!

Part 3: Closer Sorry it's been a while on the update here. Eric had finals last week. And then things started getting very interesting. Needless to say, I signed the contract last week, and I added a note to it "sorry for cumming on it" after I signed it. I slid it underneath his door and anxiously awaited. A few days later, I received a package in the mail. The return address was left blank. I wasn't sure what to expect. As I opened it up, it was obvious who it came from. It was a white cock-shaped dildo. I'd guess around 8 inches in length and somewhat thick. And, at the base of the dildo cock in magic marker, the handwritten word "POZ" appeared. A bottle of KY was included in the package. And a note. It took me a few moments to process what I was looking at. I definitely wasn't expecting this. The note read "Use this dildo to practice taking poz cock. Mine is longer and thicker, but this will be good practice. While you fuck yourself with this dildo, remind yourself that you are being fucked by a poz cock. Text me a picture of it inside your ass so I know you are still serious. And I will give it to you soon." I didn't waste any time at all. I never used a dildo on myself before. It just felt weird. I applied lots of lube to my hole and the dildo and started forcing it into me. I paused for a moment as I noticed the "POZ" lettering at the base. And then I did as instructed. I imagined being fucked by Eric's poz cock. I could have cum in a few seconds, but then remembered I had to take a picture. I was only able to get the tip of the dildo near my hole as I took the picture. I made sure that the POZ lettering was clearly legible. I wanted him to see the evidence of my willingness to take his cock. After snapping the pic, I worked the dildo inside of me and imagined the pozzing that awaited me. Within a few minutes, I shot my load all over my stomach and chest. Even though I just came, I was still turned out which was rare for me. I texted Eric the picture and texted a few words with the pic. "I want ur poz cock in me so fucking bad!" And then I waited for what seemed to be an eternity. It took Eric a day reply to my text. I've never been so eager for a hookup. What was this spell he had over me? I didn't care. I wanted him. And that's all that mattered. His response once again wasn't what I expected. It read "My viral load is very high. One fuck should do the trick."