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Chapter 43; *PrEP'd for Ritualistic-Fuck and Underground poz-parTy ~ Part 2* With my new septum piercing, my tits clamped, and once again flying in a magical meth haze, Todd continued his methodical PrEP of the English bugged up poz-PiG; Still positioned on the Stainless Steel Medical Examination Chair with my legs still in the stirrups I now had a rubber catheter inserted into my cunT. Said catheter was attached to a steel enema bucket filled with warm water; - We need you completely cleaned out for tonight. I mean clean as a whistle. We are going to be requiring all the space you have got to give us ... Now drink up. He handed me a plastic beaker with Bone Broth in for all the easy assimilated nutrients to keep my body firing on all cylinders for my big night ahead. I would be made to drink a lot of this during the day alongside tea. No solids from this poinT were allowed. Once all the warm water had entered into my colon I was made to hold for several minutes before I was then made to release. As soon as I released I was given another enema. And then, another! My gut was now totally clear, leaving plenty of space for all kinds of incoming traffic, and the first lot of one way traffic was only moments away. During my enemas one thing that Todd done was to undress down to his white, damp pus-piss stained jockstrap, and they were about to be removed. I was summoned to get up from the steel examination chair and kneel before him. Towering above he looked down at me and I looked up at him with my brand new piggy septum piercing; - Lick my jock boy, come on now, that's it, lick it up, that's it. Now sniff it, .... sniff again but deeper this time, yeah, go on, that's it, taste that pungent smell PiG. Now close your eyes. I closed them which was followed by Todd removing his jock completely. With my eyes still firmly shut he grabbed hold of my hand and brought it up to his dick, prompting me to stroke it. - That's it PiG, nice and slow. Make me HARD! I slowly stroked, and it quickly grew! Even though he had very soon reached full on erection, I was expected to keep stroking and keep my eyes closed for a few minutes as a BARE minimum, as he groaned and grunted. - Now open your eyes PiG, and tell me what you see. - Holy fuck. That looks like it could do some proper damage [ I gasped ] My gasp was met with a simple short sharp arrogant smirk as he looked down at me. He barked at me to get up where he then cupped one of his hands behind my head and pulled me in towards his face, before shoving his tongue deep down my throat. His ripe breath continued project contamination, soiling me in any way it could. My NEG boyfriend Lew back at home would need to be very wary of me if he was near me now; I was now a highly charged up toxic riddled bug bucket! ☢️ As my throat was assaulted by Todd's tongue fuck he was collecting pus from my now heavily dripping urethra and repetitively smeared it on and in his AIDS wasted cunt-hole. My first session of bug swapping since my official diagnosis earlier today! After we spent some quality time exchanging pus and spit he let go of me and casually walked over to the rim seat, where he sat; - C'mon PiG, get underneath here and lick my AIDS cunt. C'mon, it's good stuff, after-all, it just came from your dick. I lay on the floor and slid underneath him, and there was his toxic wasted hole staring right in front of me. My tongue touched his cunT and slowly glided over, licking up my pus and his musky man scent. He grunted as his very well used hole twitched, which only served for me to get really into eating out his ass. I loved to eat out my man back at home, a very pleasurable experience, but there was something about the present rim play that paled rimming Lew's ass into insignificance. I was no longer a human having sex. I was a wild animal. Having spent a good half hour poking my tongue inside, licking over his exposed hole and chewing on his cunt lips Todd suddenly stood up; - Get up sluT, and get in the shower placing your hands above your head on the wall of the shower head, and keep your head bowed down at all times. - Yes Sir. Once inside the cubicle and in position he climbed in behind me, turned on the water and fiddled with it until it was only luke warm. Then taking the unscented soap he washed me all over followed by a rinse. With the water cascading over the both of us he pressed the tip of his dick firmly against my poz hole, and leaned into my ear; - My husband and I have prepared a parTy just for you tonight. Do you want to go? There will be lots of sexy ass for you to fuck there. I know you are usually a Dom Top. - I'd love to go. - Then we have to get you ready!

A huge thanks to all the slutty bottoms out there who are more horny than bright! About 10pm on a Friday night I was getting horned up before bed and decided to troll Craigslist a bit. Late night Friday to early morning on Saturday is when you catch the horniest bottoms who just haven’t been laid after a long week at work and probably struck out at the bars. The later it gets, the more desperate they get. I came across a juicy ad with a decent looking guy and a sweet looking piece of ass in pic to boot, which read: ----Walk in door unlocked, lights out, blindfold on and ass up. You walk in, unzip, lube up, fuck as long or quick as you want, cum and leave. Be under 30, send age, height and weight in first email and I’ll send back the hotel address and room#. When you get here, email me and I’ll unlock the door, turn off lights, get face down and blindfolded on the bed before you come in for your 100% discretion. I’ll have the lube and condoms on the edge of the bed for you. Safe play only!!!---- Perfect opportunity for me to get what “I” needed, a load inside a unsuspecting hole. I emailed my stats…minus 10 yrs, 25 lbs and added an inch…who doesn’t and what the fuck did it matter in this scenario. He sent me his location and room# and I was off. I arrived about 20 minutes later at his hotel and emailed. He responded immediately and I headed for the room. He’d put a slip of paper in the lock to keep the door from auto locking and I walked in. It was dark with just one small light on to guide me and I headed for the bed, tossing my clothes into a pile next me I was already hard as a rock hearing just his heavy excited breathing in the silence. I made sure to unzip slowly to intensify the sound, let my belt hit the floor for an extra twitch from him and drop my shoes with a good hard thump. I could tell the anticipation and noises had him completely fucking horned up and ready. I was naked and climbing up behind him as I used my knees to push his legs open further. I grabbed the lube and started dripping it slowly up and down his ass crack generously before tossing the bottle to the side and starting to let my fingers wander all around that ass crack to find my target. He was already moaning load for me before I started to slide a finger inside him. I said “let’s feel that warm hole of yours” and started to rubbing it, fingering him and then sliding two fingers inside him to start stretching that hole a bit. He was slowly moving his ass a bit and completely into it when I grabbed the condom wrapper and tore it open. I spit out the wrapper and then made noises with it in my hand before snapping it. All the sounds he wanted to hear to be safe as I just held the condom in my hand for later and lubed up my bare dick for him. I aimed for that hole and slowly slid right in, no resistance, no idea he was getting bred and all the pleasure I needed to get off and get off HARD inside this horny fucker. I started fucking him and nice pace and enjoying the ride for a while until I needed to blast that load. I pushed a hand down on his back as I picked up the pace and raised my hand with the condom to my mouth. Using my teeth I started tearing the end to get a nice big hole going for my exit ploy and once I had a big and obvious tear showing I came like a fucking demon inside him and just left my dick pulsing and buried. He raised his head off the bed but blindfolded and not turning back said “Oh God, you were wearing a condom right? Did I feel you cum inside me?” I quickly said “I used it and started pulling out. I pulled my dick through my wet dicked hand to get it slimed up and then turned it back on him saying “Oh fuck, did you give me a broken condom, DAMN IT YOU ASS!” tossing the condom on his back so he could feel it was wet. “If this was your plan, you’re fucked up…I’m leaving and you better fucking stay there like you promised so I can just get the hell out of here without the anonymous part being a damn lie too!”. I got dressed lightening quick as he stayed on the bed blindfolded but now begging and swearing that was an accident and he didn’t do it on purpose. I just huffed a “Fine, whatever!” as I headed out the door giving an just enough of an aggravated attitude that didn’t scare him but kept the tables turned and then fucking grinned my ass off all the way down the hall and into the elevator. Sometimes it’s just too easy. Thanks again to another dumb fuckhole!

Chapter 44; *Todd Repossessed / Brutal bloodied-fuck* As soon as he finished the last syllable of 'ready' he stood up straight, grabbed hold of my hips and rammed in balls deep into my cunT, snarling as he did so as I also let out a grunt through the sheer force of his thrust. He held that position for a moment or two before he pulled all the way out to the tip of his dick, then, SLAM .... back in balls deep. Again he held that position for a moment or two before he once again pulled all the way out to the tip of his dick, then, SLAM .... back in balls deep. I was getting torn up! He repeated this several times until he decided it was time to go from first to fourth gear in one stroke, and that was it, he was now pounding me viciously; HARD -- BRUTAL -- No Mercy! He didn't last long, and after a few short minutes of tearing me up he grunted, he roared, and he came as his dick slammed right to the back of my cunt; More toxic filth coating the deepest depths of my rectum. With my head bowed down I saw a red fluid trickle down my legs with the clear water, then dispersing into a paler cloud as it hit the water at our feet. The water was turned off, he withdrew, and once out of the cubicle he dried me and promptly got me to lay in the sling where I was restrained by both wrists and ankles. The nipple clamps were tightened again. As I lay there spinning on meth and cunt torn up post shower fuck Todd continued his methodical plan of play. He distributed those black candles with the reverse pentagram engraved on them around the bathroom, lit them all, then taking the book of ancient language from the BDSM shelf he opened it to a certain page and book marked that page with a black feather. Next up he took his Leather executioner hood that was on the BDSM shelf and put it on, which was swiftly followed by taking his soiled jock and stuffed it in my mouth using it as a gag! Then he put on his old Leather Chaps which were now super loose around where they used to hug his pert ass, as he now had no ass. The scene was almost set for the next significant part of my PrEP for tonight and Todd was now standing at a side angle to the sling, just staring at me with his typical arrogant smirk (which looked super hot with his executioner hood on). I glanced at his dick which was still hard, in fact, it was super hard, bulging and pointing directly to the ceiling. It was oozing pus, and was completely covered in my toxic cunt blood. He finally organized for a Lucifer chant to come through the ceiling speakers; [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wHO16SFkJ9g&t=992s As the chant filled the room he switched off the light so we were now only dimly lit by the candles. There was a small wooden stool at the foot of the sling which he now sat on with his head resting in the palms of his hands. He was locked in that exact position without flinching a muscle for several minutes with only growls emitting from his body. As the Lucifer chant progressed so did Todd's growling, becoming louder, deeper, and more frequent. And THEN ... he abruptly looked up. Oh no, he was possessed again! He stood up abruptly kicking away the stool, looked at me snarling, and with no hesitation, IN he PLUNGED! He brutally fucked me for a full hour, not stopping for a single second in his horned up demon possessed animalistic state. It became a real big bloodied mess as he completely tore me up a brand new cunT. As he got close to shooting his filth the rate and force of his pounding increased seeing the sling chains rattle in a hyper clinking melody. His snarls became something that was from another dimension. He growled, he roared, and he inseminated with a second load of the afternoon, flopping on top of me with his snarling diminishing, and his entire being going into a quick doze mode. He lay there for a few minutes becoming more and more still, after which time he smoothly withdrew his dick and left the room without looking at me or acknowledging me. Through the Lucifer chants that continued I heard the door lock. https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_12/BloodiedFuck.jpg.706eb4739f433419ccacaff17182b4f7.jpg

Don't overlook that SPH gives nub-dicked men a way of turning their perceived disadvantage into an advantage. They can make their lil' nubs a drawcard for bigger men to compare themselves to, feel superior, and get their mouth and cunt used and bred as an act of humiliation and domination. Its a healthy adaptation for nub-dicked men.

I think Humiliation is freeing on one aspect, because their is the level of the [banned word] ( it's not nice or viewed as respectable) also it get's us in touch with darker more un rectified aspects of our psyche and personality. SPH is no different than any other Humiliation play, the only difference is that males genitals is tied to a man's out look on himself. Most guys that are hung small have dealt with some form of feeling lesser, inadequate or inferior, whether this was done by others or purely self inflicted. SPH is like a pressure valve it always them to deal with those emotions in a safe and intimate space.

I think what most people get wrong is that the eventual fizzling of sex is normal. It's not a sign something is wrong with the foundation of your relationship. It just means you are a human, and you eventually want "some strange." My husband and I were monogamous for the first few years of our relationship because we wanted to build intimacy between us. For a long time, that was cool and no stress. Then I think we kept it up a while just because it felt like an accomplishment. At more or less the same time, we broached the idea of opening things up. First we did threesomes, and he discovered how much it turned him on to watch me take another man's load. He had to travel a lot, so we began playing separately. We both enjoyed hearing about the other's exploits. Often I would wake up on Saturday morning to learn, he had lined up 4-5 tops from apps and hook up sites to come breed me while he watched. We had several good years like this. Then he lost all interest in sex, and then he began to resent me for still going out and having it. This spring he passed away after a massive stroke. I was told he had probably had several small strokes over the last couple of years which probably explains his major change in personality/sex drive. All in all, the good part of being in an open relationship was worth it. It was good to be able to be a slut and still come home to a man who loved me. I am open to having it again if it happens. Right now, I am just out having fun. But my husband was a trick who turned into 14 years together, so I know it could happen again.

Today I met a guy whom contacted me on Grindr when I rolled through Houston but didn’t get to meet, he told me yesterday him and his friend had a room 20 mins from me and that he was hoping I come to meet them. I’m still not very experienced and learning the ropes but was eager to go. Both guys sent me proof they tested and told me NO CONDOMS and babies will be made. I cleaned out and went to the room! I knew what the one guys dick looked like but the friend I hadn’t seen! I walked in to the room to see 2 guys very friendly walk up with robes and ask me to be ready. They took a whole bottle of lube and put it in a enema and squirted the whole tube inside, the one top pulled out a nice 7” BBC that poured precum I eased it in my mouth and began to take the dick in my throat. He talked dirty while the friend ate my hole! The friend walked up and pulled out a dick so big it would probably make a horse blush! It was 7 1/2 to 8” but omg it was thicker than a Red Bull can! I began to suck the friends dick and felt my insides being rearranged from the one guy! After 10-15 mins I was told to ride and the bucket of lube they pumped In was squirting out! As I rode the friend walked up and began to rub his dick on my already stretched hole and began to work in! The pain was managed but finally after a bit I had one in while the other was half in! I had to stop but began to suck while the friend fucked me missonary! I had a pillow to tilt me back and It was nice to suck while the friend fucked! I felt the hot cum hitting my guts and the friend sat still! He pulled out and the other man was inside without a blink! I began to suck the friend whom just blew his load to my belly button and I knew he had shot tons of thick nut deep. Within seconds the original top I had met began to cum! He rubbed my Stomach and told me that I needed to be ready to carry a baby! I know it can’t Happen but was hot! I could feel the sloshing in me! I’m Laying back while two loads are being churned. When he finished I felt him slide out but pop a plug in! I got up and was weak but was told to squat down! They took the hotel cup and put it under my hole and pulled the plug! I pushed the loads out in the cup and was super turned on to see it half full of thick sticky nut. When I finished they told me to drink up! It was hard but I swallowed the loads. It was hot but even hotter when they said it was all filmed and would be showing it off. My face was hidden luckily but it was fun. I just got a message from the guy saying he sent it to all his friends and asked if I came down to Houston if I can take a beat down! I said yes and he sends me 11 pictures of BBC friends who said they want to join. New Years I’ll be in Houston and planning to take 13 men breed me. I gotta admit if I was a girl I would definitely be pregnant but I enjoyed it even though my poor hole is still gaped

At hart I'm one twisted fucker that wants both to dish it out and take it. As Top I fuck how I want until I'm finished and I don't care if the bottom is bleeding, I will not stop no matter what, until I finish. As a bottom I expect the same from my Top. I understand that this is hard for the bottom but we have to accept and just deal with it.

Hey guys thought I’d introduce myself. I’m Luke, age 29, living in Dallas. I’m a total cumdump whore by nature but I’ve been in a monogamous relationship for the past 5 years, the last 3 of which we were married. When we separated back in October we had not had sex since April 2018! So I’m newly single and VERY ready to mingle lol. I’m rediscovering my old whore self in the best way! I used to regularly take loads all the time, I once took 34 loads from 27 men in one night 6 years ago when I was single. That’s what I want to get back to. I’m a pretty open minded, few limits sub bottom slut who will take it any way he can get it. If you’re ever in Dallas and need to dump a load in an ass quickly or use me for the weekend and whore me out please hit me up and I’ll be happy to be serve.

Chapter 15 Hey guys, I’m back. Miss me? So I’ve been poz two years now and I have to tell you I’ve had the best sex since getting knocked up. I especially love my sessions with Josh and his dad, my best friend, Kevin, who became a poz pig about a year ago. When Chad told me his biohaz tat was a magnet for neg chasers I thought he was full of shit but damn, he wasn’t joking. At first I was a little nervous about what guys would think. If you remember I have a small one on my hip and a much larger one on my back between my shoulder blades. The symbol on my back is surrounded by a cool design made up using the initials of the four guys that pozzed me. Some guys are total assholes and make snide remarks and can’t understand why anyone would advertise they were diseased, their words not mine, and then there’s the chasers who go crazy with lust when they see it and want nothing more than to bend over right there and take my toxic swimmers. But my favorites by far are those guys who haven’t quite realized that they’re chasers. It’s amazing the first time they say out loud that they want your poz cum. It’s like watching a butterfly spreed it’s wings for the first time. It was the second anniversary of my pozzing and what better way to celebrate than with a visit to the man who started me on the journey. I loved going to Dr. Manning’s office. I always left with at least one load, usually a few more buried deep inside. We weren’t having our Friday fuckfests anymore but I still managed to hook up with the guys often. There’s nothing like that deep connection to your gifters. In fact, over the last year the doc and I had grown even closer. I really considered him a good friend. “Scotty! I haven’t seen you in weeks. My dick missed you. You can’t leave without me fucking at least one load deep in your cunt.” Don’t you wish that was the greeting you got every time you went to see your doctor? “Hi Matty, I’ve missed you too. Works been crazy. I’m in a new position now that requires more travel so I’ve been away for a bit.” He gave me a big wet kiss. I glanced into the waiting room and saw a cute younger guy watching us. He just smiled, squeezed his crotch and winked at me. Definitely part of our twisted poz family. “I have to warn you, docs acting a bit off today so approach with caution.” “So you’re telling me I shouldn’t greet him in the exam room naked, on all fours fingering my myself?” “Hey I’m just giving you a heads up,” he gave me his ‘why do I bother’ look, “what you do with that information is totally on you.” I gave him another kiss, “I do love you Matty, and I’ll heed your advice, thanks.” I sat down in the waiting room across from the cute guy and said, “don’t you just love coming to the doctors office?” “I sure do, I cum every time!” Of course Chris chooses this moment to come get me. I hoped the cutie was still there when I was finished. I gave Chris a hug and a kiss and followed him back to the exam room. “Okay let’s get everything out of the way before doc comes in. Just to warn you, something’s crawled up his ass and died today he’s ornery as fuck.” “Man first Matty now you. What the fucks going on with him?” “Good question, I’ve never seen him like this and every time I ask if he’s okay he’s like ‘of course I’m okay, don’t you have something you should be doing.’” “Damn! I’m suddenly wanting to be anywhere but here.” He laughed, “I’m sure he’ll be fine with you, you’re one of his favorites, just don’t provoke him.” He laughed and started taking my vitals and drawing my blood. He finished up gave me a deep kiss then left the room. I always got so horny when I came here. A waited about twenty minutes and still no doc. This was totally unlike him. He'd never kept me waiting for more than a few minutes before. I was getting ready to go ask Matty when the door opened. “Hi Scotty, sorry for the wait I was taking care of a family matter.” He gave me a kiss and a big hug grabbing my ass as he let go. “Everything Okay?” “Yes, sorry it’s just family shit.” “Doc, both of your very devoted employees warned me to be on my best behavior because you were a bit off today.” “Fuck! They’re right I’ve been snapping at them all day.” I got off the exam table, pulled him up from his chair and had him take my place on the table. I slowly unzipped his pants and pulled his stiffening cock from his jock. “Scotty, not that I don’t appreciate your hot mouth but what are you doing?” “Doc, it’s my two year anniversary and I’m not leaving here until I have your poz cum inside me. So lay back and relax. If you want to tell me what’s crawled up you ass fine if not I’m still sucking you off.” I got busy feasting on his cock. He leaked a ton whenever he was really turned on so even though he was stressed his cock was flowing which told me I was doing something right. “God Scotty, I love your mouth,” he moaned. “Don’t suppose you want an 18 year old spoiled entitled little snot nosed asshole to come live with you do you?” I looked him in the eye mid suck and pulled off to say, “umm yea no thank you,” then dove back onto his cock. He laughed, “I didn’t think so,” his eyes rolled back in his head and I knew I had him close. He grabbed my head and shoved his cock down my throat and started to unload. “Fuck! I needed that. Thanks.” I made sure all the cum was off his dick and politely stuck his cock back in his jock, like a good cocksucker should. “So is it safe to say you’ve inherited a entitled snot nosed 18 year old?” “You forgot asshole, but yes so it would seem. My sister has given up on her son and since I’m her big brother she’s expecting me to come to the rescue.” “If he’s 18 isn’t he ready to start college?” “You’d think so but he barely made it out high school apparently so college is out of the question for now and there’s not really any job in their small town so she thinks sending him here is a good idea.” “Which I’m assuming you think is not a good idea?” He gave me a look like I was the dumbest person in the universe. “Umm I’m not exactly a good role model for an impressionable teenager, now am I?” “Oh I don’t know doc, you set me on the right path,” I wiggled my eyebrows at him. “Oh you are definitely not helping.” “Okay I’m sorry you’re right. Let’s break this down. Does he want to come to the city?” “Yes, she told him her idea before she asked me and of course he thinks it’s a great idea.” “What kind of kid is he?” “Good question, I haven’t seen him in about ten years. Last time I saw him he was this pudgy annoying 9 year old. He turns 19 next week. Apparently he was working at some diner but they just closed so he lost his job. I told my sister when she started guilt tripping me that he was almost 19 he should be taking care of himself now not relying on his uncle.” I started laughing, “oh I bet that went over well.” He smiled, “exactly!” “So what are you going to do?” “Only thing I can do. He’ll be here tomorrow.” “Well that explains your mood. Well let’s see what does he like doing?” “I guess he’s a runner, really likes the outdoors. Two things I don’t exactly enjoy. Honestly I haven’t seen him in like ten years, I have no clue what to do with him. Dr. Janice down the hall needs a part time receptionist so she’s agreed to give him a shot but I don’t know, I’m absolutely dreading this.” “Breathe doc, we’ll get you through this. I can take him running with me and I’ve been doing a lot of hiking the past year so if he wants, he can come out with me. Not that he’ll want to hang with a 52 year old.” “Thanks Scotty I appreciate it.” There was a knock on the door and Matty stuck his head in. “Hey doc, I’m really sorry to interrupt you but there’s some guy here says he’s your nephew and he’s got a couple suitcases with him.” “Fuck me! He’s not supposed to be here until to tomorrow.” “Come on doc, breathe damnit or we’re going to have find a doctor for you.” I grabbed his hand and said, “let’s go meet your pudgy asshole of a nephew, shall we.” “Oh Scotty, there’s nothing pudgy about this boy.” Matty said licking his lips. The three of us went out to the waiting room. I took one look and turned to the doc, “I thought you said he was 18?” “Nineteen next week.” “Yea like one week makes all the difference.” This absolutely hunk of a man, okay almost 19 year old kid, stood up to greet his uncle. “Hi uncle Pete.” Interesting, so after two years and countless loads I finally know the doc’s first name. “Sorry I’m early, mom changed my flight on me since she had to be somewhere tomorrow,” he said rolling his eyes. “I’m guessing by the look on your face she forgot to tell you.” “Yep that would be an accurate statement but no worries. Brandon, damn, you grew up. You look good. Umm, you’ve met Matty here,” Matty was grinning like a fool. I nudged him to try to calm him down. “And this is Scotty, he’s a good friend of mine.” I reached out to shake the young man’s hand. Okay so to describe Brandon, 6’, 180lbs of lean muscle. Looked like he had a hairy chest based on the little bit of hair poking out from the collar of his shirt. Couple days worth of stubble on his face, light brown hair, with dark hazel eyes. I’d say it was safe to say he’d out grown his pudgy days. “Matty how many more patients do I have?” “Two more doc, one’s already waiting in exam room two, and your other patient called to say he’s running a bit late but will be here.” “Uncle Pete it’s fine really. Take your time I can wait or go walk around and come back. Really it’s okay, don’t worry about me.” I could tell doc was feeling conflicted. “Umm doc, I’m headed out to grab a bite to eat, why don’t I take Brandon with me while you finish up.” Doc looked slightly relieved. He glanced at Brandon, “I could eat.” “Okay, it’s settled. I’ll bring him back in an hour so.” “Thanks Scotty. Before you go let me just finish off our your visit. Brandon can you give us ten minutes?” “I’m good take your time.” I followed Dr. Manning back to the exam room, the second the door was closed he barked, “shorts off, bend over the table.” I assumed the position and he wasted no time shoving his hard dick deep inside my ass. “Damn doc, you seem to have some pent up energy.” He continued to pound me rough and hard. “Fuck, you saw him right. It was fuck you or fuck my nephew and I don’t think he’s ready for that.” “Oh yea doc I saw him.” “Did you notice how he couldn’t take his eyes off your tats?” “Umm nope I missed that,” I said. “You don’t think he plays on our team do you?” I moaned as he went balls deep and started shooting his load. “No clue, guess you can do some digging while you’re at dinner.” “You want that doc?” “Oh man that would be so hot. I always get rock hard watching Kevin fuck with his boys. Nothing like a little sex between family members. My nephew’s fucking beautiful and I can’t wait for us to introduce him to our twisted poz family.”

I don't have a moral compass - always up for anything. At about 11 pm, I got a message on Grindr asking to come over for cuddles. I go along. Matt - 40, white, runner's build, hairy, black hair, brown eyes, handsome - opens the door, looking all cute in his spex and jumper with yellow geeky socks and cute underwear showing a big bulge. I follow him to the bedroom, a bit surprised that the main room's door is closed. After about half hour of kissing and cuddles, Matt asks if I would like some G and T. We are in our underwear and socks by then, trying to keep warm in November cold. Me: You don't mean Gin and Tonic, do you? Matt: Haha, no. I meant GHB and methamphetamine. They get you high. Me: Sure - sounds fun. Matt: Cool. Let me get some from the kitchen. Oh, and by the way, my roommate is there in the living room with his friends. Don't worry they are just chilling and won't be an issue. Me: Cool. Matt gets the stuff. Matt: Here, drink this. It will taste awful, but will feel good. cheers Matt: This is a waterpipe. I will heat up the T and you need to suck as much as possible Me: Haha, suck as much as I can, eh? (I say brushing his chest) Matt: *chuckles* Here you go I suck in for a while, chest puffed up. I exhale and say, "interesting" Matt: What? Me: I can feel something, not sure what. I am sort of controlling so I usually end up drinking loads for me to be buzzed haha. Matt: Just take a few more, it will be fine. Trust me. I am here He smiles his cute smile. I cannot believe a guy as cute as him is standing next to me, smiling, half naked. I take a deep breath, and do a couple of more puffs. Matt: How do you feel? Me: Good. A bit swirly. Want to get on bed? Matt: Yea. Let me blow a few clouds too. He does a few, and gives me more. I start kissing him deep. Tongues deep in his mouth, sloppy wet kisses, I moan and feel his butt Our cocks getting hard and rubbing each other. I become brave and reach inside his underwear and give his cock a hard squeeze. I let out a moan as he moans, feeling his beercan. He takes my hand out and I look at him questioningly. Me: All ok? I am so fucking horny now man. Look. I point at my boner Matt: yea. Just thinking how to make this better. I think we should slam. Me: eh? Matt: Inject T. Its so much better than smoking. Me: Umm...I don't know. Is it safe? Matt: Yea, just fun man. I know how to do it. We don't have to do it, but I would like it if we do. So, babe? Me: Sure. Matt: Yay! I will get them ready. He takes a few syringes out and opens them. Fills them up with the powdered T. Tells me he will give me a 0.2 and he will do a 0.4. Me: You might as well give me 0.4. I have handled it well so far right? Matt: Sure! He asks me to hold my arm out. Ties a tornique. Asks me to close my eyes. Matt: Sharp Scratch. And its done. He releases my torniquet and asks me to raise my hand up and put pressure on my elbow. Me: wow. I definitely feel something. Matt: No cough? That's impressive. Sure its your first time? I am speaking quickly now, chattery. Me: Told yea...mmmhmm....mmhmm...controlling.... My hands are wanking my cock. Matt: Ok Hold still for just a min. I do as I told. Matt: Haha don't shake your leg and take a deep breath. I do so. Matt slams me on my other arm all of his. Me: FUCK! I start breathing heavily. Body shaking. Sweating. My hearing goes robotic. Vision blurry. Matt: Feels good? Me: yea. I donnow. You want to have sex? I say, playing with my nipples. Matt: Sure - I will be back in a min. I have to do mine. I lay on the bed on my fours. I hear a few coughs from the living room. My brain trying to control and make sense of it. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, reminding myself to enjoy this. I feel energetic waves just travelling all over my body. My cock is leaking prekum. I take my underwear off and spit on my hands and rub it on my crotch. I keep moving - holding still is not an option. We need to do something. Matt comes in and leaves the door open. His expression crazy and eyes wide too. He comes on the bed, slaps my ass, falls on top of me and starts kissing me. Arms around my neck. Matt: I am going to make you a little piggy babe Me: Mmhmmm. MMhmmmm. Yea. MMm ...Fuck. I cannot mmhmmm mhmm hold still mhmm...Is this normal mm hmm mhmmm..? Matt: Yea babe. Once you are busy your mind will shut up. How about you get on your 4s and suck me? Me: Sure I turn around so quick. My ass sticking out in the air facing the door. I start sucking Matt's big beercan cock. I slap it around my face a bit and look at him. He looks back and slaps my face slightly. Then he holds my face and shoves his full 10" in my mouth and holds me there. I try and revolt but his grip is hard. A slap on my ass distracts me. He lets me go and my face is smeared with saliva and his precum. He holds my face again and this time makes me go slowly on his cock. I come up for air. We kiss. Matt: Lets give you another G. Me: Sure. I gulp it down. Matt: You trust me? Me: I smile and say yes. We kiss again. He stands on the other edge of the bed. I go down on him again, ass up in the air facing the door. He keep slapping my ass. Then he holds my face tight and as I struggle, I feel something cold and burning at the same time in my ass. My hands are pinned down and by this time my ass is on fire. He releases me, slaps my face with his cock. Me: Whh...mm..at? Matt just smiles. And a big cock shoves inside my ass. I moan and he shoves his cock up in my face. I moan. He lets his cock out of my mouth. Matt: You don't mind that my friends have sex with us do you? The guy behind me, Aaron, is fucking me super hard at this point. Me: You ...mhmmm. should have...mm.....oh yea....all good....mmm... My hands are released and I put them down and just enjoy and let out moans as I am fucked. Aaron pulls out, and after a few seconds I feel a bigger, thicker cock in. I look up and see Aaron for the first time - 35, jock, smooth, and his 8" smelling of my ass. Aaron: Hi slut Me: Mmhmmm. Hey. Aaron: Suck my cock bitch. Matt has started to fuck me super hard, opening my hole. Laughing and calling me his boi. This goes on for a while. They stop, turn me around. And smile. Matt: Feel good? Me: Yea. Fucking my hole is on fire. My mmhm..head is spinning mmhmm. And I want mmhmmm to be fucked please mmhmm - deep, hard, bad, rough. Fuck. Aaron: Good boy. You will do anything we say won't you boy? Me: Yes please. I start to finger myself. Matt: Haha, little slut. Here, drink some juice. I gulp down a glass. Matt: Let's take him to the living room. Aaron helps me up. Bends me over quickly. Shoves his cock in at once and takes it out. Puts a plug in. And then drags me to the living room. Matt: Gents, this is our slut for tonight. Twice slammed. Once booty bumped. And he would like to be fucked. I look at everyone, and try to smile. Wipe my forehead. Aaron keeps firm at the plug. One of the young boys there, 20, skinhead, throws me a towel. Pete: Name's pete. First time high? Me: Mmhmmm Pete: Like it? Me: mmhmm..Yes Pete: Want my cock? He wacks out his 9" thick cock from his shorts and slaps it in his hand. Me: Yes please. Pete: Get on the sling! I notice at the other end there is a sling. I had only seen it in porn till then. Aaron and Matt help me on the sling and don;t let me take the plug out. The oldest man there, Paul, gets up and takes his shorts off. Paul: Destroy him? *smirking to the other 3* They nod yes. Paul: Boy, you are going to get your ass gaping tonight. My eyes go wide. Trying to make sense and protest. Paul: You know you got fucked bare right? Without a condom? I gasp and try and get off the sling. Aaron and Pete hold me. Me: Oh mmhmm...shit...mhmmm..I am ..mhmm...neg...Are you mhmmm? Paul: Yes, we all are. Me: Mmhmm....oh phew! Mmmhmm...condoms now? Matt: Babe, you want one more slam? Me: I mhmmm...don;t know......you decide mhmmm.... Matt: Aaron, Pete - you slam this slut. Pete and I will lube his ass up. Matt hands me a drink. Here, drink. Pete helps while I gulp it down. Aaron and Pete slam me together. I cough and my eyes roll. All voices become blurry and I my hole feels so warm. I let out a giant moan. Me: Fuck me please. I hear a few laughs. A few coughs. My head is spinning and all I know is that my body is on fire and all I want is to be fucked. Paul, Pete, Aaron and Matt all start to piss on me - Aaron on my head and body, Pete in my mouth, Matt and Paul on my ass. Their piss goes in as the plug has openings on both sides. Me: Oh fuck. In the background, I hear - smile, you are on camera bitch. All I know is my my head is in grips in Aaron's hands and I am sucking his cock. Someone is playing with my nipples - pulling them. And that the plug is out and my ass is being fucked hard. This lasts a while, the cocks in my ass and mouth replaced as they take turn. They pull me off the sling, put me on my hands and knees. I am licking someone's feet and there is more piss. My face is yanked up and down as they like and a cock is shoved in my throat - it all tastes bitter. Matt finally comes beneath me and kisses me. Someone's cock is completely inside me and we stop moving. He looks at me and says: Matt: Good cuddles? Me: *Trying to make sense of it all, body on fire, loving the cocks* Yea ...mhmmm...different....but feels so ....nnhmmm...dirty Matt: Should we stop? Me: No Please. Matt: Good boy. You wanted to be a slut, didn;t you? Me: Yea..mhmm..I guess. Paul slaps my ass. Me: Yes. Matt: I knew it. We are going to take care of you boy. You don't want us to stop right? Me: No. Matt: Even if we want to fuck you without condoms? Me: mmhmm...guess its ok.....mhmm...you are all neg....mhmmm Matt: We can stop. Me: No, mhmm...is ok. Matt: Good slut. You care that we have pissed on you? Me: It...mhmnn...was bitter....and my ass...is burning...mhmmmm.But it made my head spin. Matt: You will do what we say, yes? Me: Yes sir. Matt: You want your hole open? Me: yes sir Matt: You want raw cock, don;t you? Me: mhmmm Matt: You don't? Me: I guess.. Matt: Say it slut. He chokes my throat and Paul slaps my ass hard. Tears come out of my eyes Me: mmmhmmm I .... Pete: Let's make this boy a bitch. Aaron and Pete slam me again and I just start to shake and give in Me: Please let's fuck Matt: You want raw cock? Me: Yes please let's fuck Matt: Good slut Aaron hands me a drink. Pete goes and pisses on my ass and Paul comes and starts to fuck my face. Matt and Pete both put their cocks in my ass. I moan and scream but Paul holds my head and pisses down my throat. Matt;s hands are on my nipples and Aaron is helping stretch my ass. I am double fucked in turns, Matt's cock always in me. Me groaning like a wild animal. Me: MMhmm..Yea..Fuck me...yea.. Paul: Fucking bottom slut Pete: Bareback whore My ass is red Me: Fuck me...mmhmm...yea Matt: What do you want? Me: I want more cocks in me. Fuck me..mhhmm...harder...faster...mmhmmm Matt: There's my slut. Say it into the camera Me: Fuck me..mhmm..please Fuck my hole. Fuck me bareback please Matt: Yea? Bareback slut? Me: Yes please? I start moving but they hold me and pull out. They get me on the sofa on my back. Paul sitting on my face with his cock. Aaron starts to put fingers in while Matt holds my cheeks apart and Pete is filming. Pete: Yea, he is a slut all right. Filthy little fucker. PIggy going to take his first fist I don't even say anything. I keep trying to take more of Paul's cock in my face. He pulls out and slaps my face with his cock. Sits besides me and makes me sniff his pits and lick them. Then he makes me lick his man hole. Then he stops and holds my head in a grip and says Paul: The camera needs to see your twisted face, slut Me: I look at the camera Paul: You like being a bareback slut? Me: Mmhmm..yea...please don't stop. Matt: We are going to fist you boy. With that, Aaron starts to push deep. I moan and writhe. Paul holds me down. Aaron pulls out and pushes back in. Making a swish sound. He does that over and over. I moan and writhe. Pete keeps the cam on my face and asks me to keep looking at it. Aaron goes gentler this time. Paul is holding my legs back and Matt is still holding my cheeks apart. Matt spanks me hard all of a sudden and Aaron's fist goes in. I let out a moan and try and arch my back but Paul holds me down. Aaron keeps still. Matt lets go and starts to piss all over my cock, lifting my ass up slightly so it goes in above Aaron's fist. I lose it and make nonsensical noises. And Aaron takes it out and pushes back in again with force. I keep making noises. Paul: He is flying hard. Look at the boy. He smiles and kisses me. They turn me around. Put me on my fours. Pete sits in front of me. Aaron handles the camera. Matt and Paul behind me - starting to stretch my ass and putting few fingers each. Pete starts to call me a faggot slut and slap my face with his foot. he starts to use my mouth to clean himself - his feet, legs, ass, hole, cock, balls, pits, lips. Paul and Matt keep stretching and have 4 fingers each in me at this point. They take it out and Aaron slides down so his feet are on my face. Matt lies down so his crotch is touching Aaron's crotch and his face between Aaron's. Paul and Pete help me up so I can squat. They push me down and pull my cheeks as they are doing so so both of their cocks are up my ass. I let out a scream and Pete shoves his cock in my face. Pulls me so now I am holding him by the legs. My knees are almost on the sofa. Both cocks in me. And I feel Paul trying to put his in. I shake my head. Me: Mmhmm....no please. Pete slaps my face. Pete: You are a slut boy, you will do as told. Me: Mhmmm...Hurts ...mhmm.please Matt and Aaron push me off them and I fall on my stomach on the sofa. They slap my ass hard and get up. Time for a break!

A long time favourite of mine, combining two passions at once; Pushing out Cum, and Rosebuds. [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph59bcaf5c54495

I am not a believer in the social construct of monogamy so I chose other. Monogamy does not work and most of the science stands behind that assertion. I think having one person to create a life with is a great ideal to work toward but I certainly don't think that imposing restrictions on a relationship that are impossible to meet is fair to either partner and dooms the relationship to failure. Having a frank one open discussion around the issue of sex outside of the relationship is not only wise but required. I don't expect the person I want to create a life with to be the one and only solution to every aspect in my life - best friend, confident, emotional rock and throw in perfect in everyway sexually?! No one can be that and it's unfair to ask for it and to expect it. We're all grown-ups and we expect to to be treated as one as well. Do I want to build a life with someone who life goals and values are a fit for mine? Yes, of course and to determine if that is even possible to achieve we need to have open and honest dialogues about everything; free of judgement and shame and ridicule. Why shouldn't we approach sex differently. Spellk it all out, diagram it out, make lists of everything then establish the rules and expectations around what is and is not permissibly and the consequences of violation of the rules - EVERYTHING. it's dry and boring and frustrating and can be shocking but it's also a great way to find out what truly turns your partner on and what doesn't turn you on as well. it's hard and potentially embarrassing and it relies on placing trust in the other person so there's incentive to hold back but it makes the issue of having to hide infidelity go away and makes for great conversations at coffee the morning after. When relationships end as a result of sex issues it's almost never about the sex but the lies and violation of trust. So yes I want a relationship and I want the sex I like sex too I just don't think that it necessarily needs to be the same person filling those role all the time and giving myself over to trusting and loving a person rather than being suspicious of them is how I'd rather construct a life with someone.

Uncle Todd had fucked me with his 6mm PA, and subsequently with his temporary spiked PA when he was possessed by a demon at my home. However, I was yet to see his brand new spiked dick piercing and feel it's brutal wrath! 😈

Chapter 16 I arranged to have Tony met me for lunch on Thursday at my work so he could get his first look at Trevor. When Tony walked in Trevor was sitting in my office. The look on his face was priceless. If I didn’t know it would have embarrassed him I would’ve handed him a Kleenex to wipe the drool from his mouth. The more time I spent with my son the more I realized how right I’d been. He needed a daddy dick up his cunt and bad! “Hi dad,” he said but his eyes hadn’t left Trevor. I tried not to chuckle too loud, “hey Tony, this is my colleague Trevor. We were just finishing up.” “Hi Tony, nice to meet you. Your dad’s told me a lot about you. You boys should come use my pool this weekend it’s supposed to be a hot one.” I looked at my son and he had this desperate look on his face that seemed to say ‘please say yes!’ This was too easy. “Thanks Trevor that sounds perfect, what do you think Tony?” “Yea dad, uhh, it’s supposed to be really hot on Saturday. Umm so going to a pool sound like a good idea.” He was trying to play it cool but I could see the desire in his eyes. Early Saturday afternoon Tony picked me up from my hotel and we headed to Trevor’s. He was wearing a tight tank top and rather short shorts. Damn, how had I missed all the signs. Trevor had a nice place a few miles outside the city. We knocked on his door and his partner let us in. I’d met Mark a couple times before. I always thought they had an odd relationship before but having been immersed in gay culture the last several months. I now realized that Trevor was definitely a Sir and his partner was his boy. “Hi Kevin, it’s great to see you.” “Mark, this is my son Tony,” I said. He smiled at my son and gave him a big hug. He even grabbed his ass a bit. I didn’t think it was possible for Tony’s shorts to get any tighter. “Tony, this is Trevor’s partner.” “Nice to meet you sir.” “Oh I’m no sir,” he said winking at Tony, that would be all Trevor.” Tony seemed to be having a hard time concentrating as he couldn’t stop staring at Mark’s ass. He was wearing a jock which framed his butt beautifully. I squeezed his neck, “you okay there son?” “Dad, he’s just wearing a jock.” “I know, hot right.” He looked at me questioningly. “What, he’s got a hot ass.” We walked out back and Trevor was just getting out of the pool. He was wearing the tightest swimsuit I’d ever seen. It barely contained his big dick. I thought Tony’s eyes were going to jump out of his head. “Kevin, glad you made it. Tony,” he eyed him up and down, “damn boy, you look good enough to eat. Did you bring your trunks son?” “Umm, uhh, no I don’t have any I was just going to layout by the pool.” “That’s perfect you don’t need trunks we can all just skinny dip. We usually never wear them anyway. I was just wearing this old pair since I knew you guys were coming. He quickly took his suit off. Tony looked like a deer caught in headlights. “It’s okay son, we’re all men here,” he said giving his dick a stroke. I smiled at the guys, “man I used to love skinny dipping, this is great. It’s okay son we’ll all get naked,” I said taking off my clothes. “That’s okay, I really think I’ll keep my shorts on.” “Ahh come on Tony, no reason to be shy. If I’m not embarrassed to show you guys my locked dick you should be fine,” Mark said taking off his jock. I think Tony’s jaw hit the floor as he saw that Mark was all locked up. “Wow that’s, just wow.” “Nice huh. Daddy here lets my cock come out to play once in awhile but usually he keeps it locked away so I don’t get distracted. Although I’m hoping he’ll unlock me today so I can have a turn with you,” he said winking. I thought Tony was seriously going to pass out. Mark walked up to Tony, “here let me help you out of those clothes.” Before he knew what had happened his clothes were off. Tony was the only one covering his crotch with his hands. “Damn, you’re a hairy little fucker aren’t you,” Trevor said eyeing over my son. You don’t need to cover up boy, we’re all adults here and we’ve definitely seen naked guys before.” He slowly removed his hands from his crotch and his small 3” hard cock was on display. He looked absolutely miserable. I started to say something when Trevor jumped in, “Hey son, you have nothing to be ashamed about. Not everyone can have a big dick. God gave some guys small penises so they wouldn’t be distracted by their dicks but could concentrate on their boy pussies. Mark why don’t you bend over and show him your pussy.” Mark turned around, bent over and spread his checks. “Damn,” I whistled, “that’s beautiful.” Tony’s eyes bugged out. Trevor was right beside Tony and guided his fingers over to massage Mark’s puffed out ass lips. “That’s a boy pussy. Don’t you wish you had one?” Trevor whispered in Tony’s ear while running his hand down between his legs. “Yes please,” he said so softly I almost didn’t hear him. “What was that son?” “I want a boy pussy, please.” “Okay boy, here’s what’s going to happen, you’re going to with Mark and he’s going to get you ready. Now just remember that even though Mark’s my boy he’s still your superior since your just starting out, so you need to do everything he says, alright.” “Yes sir I understand.” “Damn you’re going to make a good boy.” Mark took Tony by the hand and lead him into the house. “Damn Trevor, you made that look so easy.” He just smiled and said “he knows what he needs but just didn’t know how to get it. We’ll show him the way. Okay we’ve got about an hour or two before he’ll be ready to be pozzed but I’m sure we can find something to keep us busy in the meantime. Damn, how did I miss your ink,” he said noticing my new tats for the first time. “Fuck that looks amazing. You like them?” “Yep, I’m very happy.” Tony Holy fucking shit! What had my dad gotten me into. I followed Mark into a large bathroom. He smiled and said, “you ready for this?” “Honestly I’m not sure what the fuck is happening all I know is I think I need to do this.” “I totally understand. Trust me it’ll be okay. So, we need to get you cleaned out and get rid of all this hair. Daddy likes his boys totally smooth.” Okay I wasn’t too sure about loosing my hair. I quite liked my hairy chest it made me feel more like a man. “Trust me you’ll love the feeling, plus it will make you look younger. Now do you ever play with your asshole?” I started to blush, “yea actually a lot. I play with my hole while I’m jacking off I usually can’t cum unless I’m fingering myself.” He just grinned at me, “so when you were fucking your ex girlfriend did you enjoy it?” “Honestly, no not really and I know she didn’t enjoy it. She always said she could barely feel me.” “Yep you sound like a total pussy boy to me. You’re going to love daddy’s cock. He’ll make you cum without even touching yourself.” He continued to work on getting me ready all the while talking about my boy pussy and how if I liked fingering myself that I’d absolutely love having a cock inside me. By the time I was cleaned out and the only hair that remained on my body was on top of my head I was more horny than I’d ever been. We finished up and he took me to a mirror so I could see my new look. “Holy fucking shit! I almost don’t recognize myself.” I started running my hands all over my body, it felt amazing. “Let’s go get you some cock, little brother.” He lead me back outside to the pool and the first thing I saw was my dad on all fours getting plowed my Trevor’s massive dick. It was so incredibly hot before I knew what was happening my little dick was cumming. Trevor saw what happened and stopped fucking dad. “Damn Kevin, did you see that. Your boy just shot his load hands free just from seeing you getting fucked. Son why don’t you come over here and taste your dad’s cunt.” I didn’t even think I just immediately dove into my dad’s ass and ate like a starving man. I so preoccupied I didn’t even notice Trevor locking away my cock. Pretty soon I felt a wet tongue on my own pussy. I looked back and saw Mark getting me all wet. After a few minutes dad managed to flip around and feed me his cock. It was the first cock I’d ever sucked. He wasn’t huge, but definitely bigger than mine. All the while they were encouraging me telling me what a good cocksucker I was. How they were going to flood my pussy with cum. Damn it just made me that much harder. Pretty soon Trevor pulled me off dad and told me to get on all fours, “boy, you’re about to understand what you truly are, do you want your dad to fuck you?” “Yes!” I screamed, “I’m just a faggot, who needs real men to use me. Please dad, please fuck me. My pussy’s so hungry.” Well damn, not sure where that came from. Kevin God damn! My son was taking to his true nature like a fish to water. I couldn’t get over how different he looked totally shaven. It made him look even smaller and definitely younger. Trevor’d mentioned while we were waiting for the boys that he had plans to get both of Tony’s nipples pierced, and several tattoos were in his future. Now looking at his totally naked body I couldn’t wait to see him when Trevor was finished with him. He was now on all fours with his ass ready for the taking. He looked back at me with such lust. It reminded me of the first time I took a cock. Fuck I was so proud of him. I slowly pushed my rock hard dick into his cunt. “Damn son, your pussy feels amazing.” I made it past his second ring and he let out a loud moan. “Holy fuck! That feels so much better than my fingers. Give it to me dad!” That did it, nothing like your real flesh and blood begging you to fuck their cunt to push you over the edge. “Here you go son, enjoy the cum that made you.” I collapsed on his back while he continued to milk every last drop from my softening dick. My cock plopped out and Mark took my place. Looked like today was a special day for him. Trevor had unlocked his cock and I could see the hunger in his eyes as he rammed his dick inside my son. “I’ve wanted a little brother for a long time, and your the perfect faggot for the position. You like you bro’s cock pushing you dad’s cum deeper inside you?” “Oh my god yes! Harder big bro, please fuck me harder.” Shit I was getting hard again. All this time Trevor was standing off to the side just watching the transformation of my son. His huge dick was leaking like crazy. He walked around to Tony’s front and raised his head so he could look into his eyes. “How you doing boy?” “It feels so good sir.” “As soon as your brother gets finished shooting his load in you it’s my turn.” “Umm Sir, you’re too big I don’t think I can take that thing.” “Do you want to be my boy, faggot?” I could see my son shiver as Trevor said that. “YES daddy I want to be your boy!” “Then daddy has to fuck you son. Trust me by the end of the day you’ll be begging for daddy’s dick.” With that Mark blew his load and quickly pulled out and gave Tony his dick to clean off. Trevor moved into position and rubbed his cock around my son’s hole. “What do you want boy?” Tony moaned a little. “You have to say it son.” “Fuck me daddy,” he mumbled. “Louder boy.” “Fuck me daddy!” He screamed and Trevor rammed his raw poz cock all the way in. The look on Tony’s face was a mix between pure terror and pure pleasure. He gave him a few minutes to get used to the invader in his ass. “Damn boy, I’m sorry. I think I might have tore you a little. I usually go slower the first time to give a new boy time to adjust but I just couldn’t help myself.” “It’s okay daddy. It feels soooo good. I’m so full. Please fuck me Sir please make me your boy!” Trevor started to slowly pump in and out gaining speed the longer he fucked. My son was loving it. He fucked him for about forty minutes. I could tell he’d already cum once but he’s one of those gifted tops who can come and keep fucking so his bottom never knows exactly how many poison loads they took. “Daddy’s get close son, you ready to take my poz load son? I’ll be sure to knock you up.” “Wait what? I don’t want to be pozzed.” “Boy you’ve not once asked for a condom or what our statuses were. You just begged for our cum. You already have three toxic loads inside you son and I’m very close to adding number four. If you want to be my boy you have to be poz.” Tony lifted his head up and looked at me. “Dad?” “Shh it’s okay son. He’s right, a good faggot bottom boy is always poz, he takes any load offered him, his only concern is getting his top off and having his pussy full of cum. Look at how fast you’ve evolved.” I gave him a kiss and I could feel him push back against Trevor’s body. “Poz my cunt, poz my cunt, poz my faggot cunt!” “Good boy I’m so proud of you.” With that Trevor let out a grunt and flooded his guts. When he pulled out, Mark was there with a butt plug to make sure not one drop of cum was lost. “Welcome the family,” he said leaning over to kiss him. We all relaxed around the pool to catch our breath. After awhile Tony came and snuggled up next to me. “So dad, this has been a rather interesting day.” “Oh yea, how so,” I said with a mostly straight face. “Oh I don’t know. I found out my dad’s a poz gay man, cool tats by the way, and I now have a new ‘big brother’ and ‘daddy’ and my pathetic little cock is locked away but that’s okay because I learned today it’s all about my boy pussy.” He leaned into me and gave me a deep kiss. “I’m so proud of you son. I can’t wait to watch Scotty and Josh add their toxic loads to your boy pussy.” “Wait uncle Scott and Josh are both poz too? Of course they are,” he said starting to laugh. “Don’t worry I managed to film Trevor knocking you up and it sent to your brother. He was really impressed with you.” “I can’t believe I did that.” “You okay?” “Fuck Yea!! For the first time in my life I feel like I know exactly who I am.” After that we went a couple more rounds making sure all our toxic loads went directly into Tony’s boy pussy. Around ten o’clock I was beat. “Hey Tony, you ready to call it a night?” “Umm dad, I think I’m going stay with my new daddy and brother if that’s okay.” “Damn! Of course that’s okay I’ll order an Uber.” “You sure that’s okay?” “Of course. You’re their boy now.” I kissed everyone goodbye and made it back to my hotel. Trevor sent me a picture of my son and his new big brother wrapped up together naked with just their cages on. Tony has the biggest smile on his face. Today had been perfect!

Chapter 8; - Sir, that feels a bit uncomfortable. - Don't worry boy, relax into it. Here, let me show you how to take a hit of poppers properly. I bet you have never had them before, have you!? - No Sir, I haven't. He showed me how to sniff them, and bam, the amyl nitrate rush exploded into my being; My heart rate immediately sped up, I felt dizzy, euphoric, feeling super horny, and I guess the most important thing of all to happen, my cunt right from my cunt-hole right to as deep as it went completely relaxed. Sir repeated increasing the widening of the Speculum as I kept my rush of poppers topped up with regular inhalation. And before long Sir was faced with a gaping virgin cunt. My soft, wet, burgundy coloured cunt flesh ready to be had. 🌹 Taking the syringe full of his still warm stud juice he inserted it into my gaping cunt, and squirted his entire load inside of me. Then he released the speculum very slowly until it was completely closed, withdrawing it from me, and getting me to sit on my heels again, whilst performing my kegel exercises. He had just opened me wide, and now getting me to tighten everything up again. Something I would get to learn, that he would love to wreck my cunt, then get me to tighten it all back up (as much as I could). Anything to please this alpha, and at the same time I was now massaging his cum into my system! - Take a few deep sniffs of the poppers, then lie on your back. - Yes Sir. BAM; Dizzy -- Euphoric -- Feeling super horny -- Cunt completely relaxed .... He promptly shoved the small dildo into my hand; - Now fuck that tight virgin cunt pre lubed with my fresh load of cum. Go on, .... FUCK it! - Oh ... My ... God ... Yes SIR! What a clever stud. Getting his cum inside of me without even having ever layed a finger on me yet. Within my poppers rush I shook with a greedy euphoria, slamming the dildo in hard and fast. It was only the smallest one in Sir's collection, and over time he would be increasing the size of what he would make me fuck myself with as my training progressed. Once my initial dildo-poppers rush had passed my cunt was feeling a little sore with it's brief jabbing, and I instinctively sat up, took another hit of poppers, and instead of laying on my back again I sat back down on the dildo and rode it hard. As I bucked down on it with all my might my dick became hard, and without thinking I took hold of it and began to wank. This did not impress Mr Jackson one iota, and to show me who was in charge here he leapt to his feet, slapped my face hard, followed by two large spits right into my face. - That is NOT your sexual organ. What is? - I'm so sorry Sir. My sexual organ is my cunt. - That is correct. He slapped my face again, followed by two more large spits. My dick and cunt both got the message loud and clear as my dick quickly went flaccid, and my cunt twitched, clamping down on the small dildo that was stretching my tight virgin cunt-hole. - boy, go to my locker, and on the top shelf you will see a lighter, and a cigar, bring them over for me, put the cigar in my mouth, and light it for me. - Fuck, ... YES Sir! Having fetched his cigar and lit it for him, he took a few puffs then continuing with his natural authoritative tone ordered me to get on all fours once again, but this time so I was parallel to him and the changing room benches. And THEN, I became a table for his booted legs as he kicked back smoking his cigar, with his boots USING me as a table; HIS object! Every now and again he would get up and crouch in front of me giving me two big hits of poppers, before coming behind me to slam the small dildo even more aggressively into my hungry cunt than I had been doing. We had almost gotten to the end of my first training session when Sir stood right in front of my face, took the jar he came inside of, and poured the remaining cum that had now gone cold onto his boots; - LICK it up. Without saying a word I leant in, gave the remaining cold cum that now dribbled on his boots a good sniff, then got to work licking it up like a good subservient obedient piggy should. 🐷

Yesterday : Sunday fun day. Went to Velvets in Waikiki in Honolulu. A lot of wall flowers looking the other way and not interested in me. I went to a neighboring occupied booth and spot a familiar top there. I was so horny and the last time he did me, he liked to suck my cock. So I fed him my hard Asian dick and tried to pump as much precum I could to feed him. He’s a very above average 7x6 cock that I wanted to stretched my pussy with. The last time it burn. I went down on my knees and sucked that monster gagging my throat lube on it. I was determined to take him raw and without lube spit fuck. Ass to mouth and I had him sliding in and out, he was determined to wreck and loosen my hole. I forgot my poppers and it was a struggle. Then IT HAPPENED!! He was sliding in me so good and pressing my internal buttons. I started to JO and started to cum in my hand!! Yes!! My hole tightened around his dick but he kept going using my cunt like a fuck toy. I looked on my hand and the thick gooey mess was in my hand. Should I eat it? Wipe it off with a clean tissue or ??? I moved my ass off his giant dick.. more like climb off lol then spread my seed all over his ragging white cock, I slip his monster cock up my sore and sensitive fuck hole. Using my own cum as lube to fuck myself on this monster cock ripping me. No poppers but I was still enjoying this pure raw fuck. No lube but my own cum, I felt like a dirty old Asian faggot. He pulled out. I don’t think he even came. He just wanted to use my hole and waited for the next fuck hole to abuse. Like a dirty bottom waiting for the next top to dump his load. I walked out into the overcast Honolulu sky wobbly and sore. First time my hole felt fucked and abused. My fingers sticky with my own fuck juice, I decided to eat it, why waste it. Left satisfied and used. Hope to repeat this with other monster dicks.

Chapter 7; Monday soon came and went, and ''Training Tuesday'' week 1 was here in a flash. I had my usual lessons and revision period during the day, then had 1 hour to kill until training with my stud of a P.E teacher began, so I just got changed anyway into my gymnastics gear, went to the gymnasium and spent that 1 hour waiting just doing simple stretches which I would do every Tuesday during the next 4 months, taking us to mid June. ''Training Tuesdays'' lasted 2 hours, and were always split into two parts. There would be the first 30 minutes where Mr Jackson would put me though my paces in the gymnasium, then the remaining 90 minutes would be the pair of us in the LOCKED changing / shower room. And what with me doing 1 hours worth of stretches on my own then 30 minutes of serious gymnastics training it would be a decent 90 minutes after school was out by the time we got to the changing / shower room stage by which point all students would have left, and all teachers too. So, it would just be Sir and I. Although, he would still lock us inside just in case there might be the odd teacher straggling by. Having done an hour of simple light stretches the first training session with Sir commenced. Thirty minutes were had on the parallel bars, horizontal bar, and steel climbing frames with ropes with the end result being more experience under my belt, and a very sweaty body. Shower time! My trainer and I made our way to the shower / changing rooms; - Have I done enough and pleased you enough yet for you to take complete ownership of me, Sir? - boy, that really is far too early on to make such a huge decision considering you only just started your training a few days ago. A piggy sub needs to show me he truly deserves to have me as his Master. - Sorry, Sir. We entered into our destination, Sir locked the door, and now the real lessons were about to begin. I was instructed to go into the shower, have the water as hot as I could stand it, and remain there until otherwise informed. As I washed Mr Jackson unlocked his locker and pulled out a bag that had all kinds of training goodies in it. First off he lay a large beach towel in front of one of the changing benches, and on it he lay out various items. They were; Poppers -- Speculum -- Leather Collar & Chain Leash -- An empty glass Jar -- Syringe -- Dildo (4" length + 1.5" girth) With the changing room windows and door shut, and the water on at a high temperature the room was beginning to fill up with steam, so Sir was soon becoming difficult to make out clearly. Further items came out of his large sports bag which he would now be wearing. He stripped naked and put on his outfit of; Police Boots -- Leather Waistcoat -- Muir And that is all he wore, showing off his broad, firm, hairy well trained body with those delicious low hanging swinging balls. He took one final item from his bag, a bulb douche, filled it up with luke warm water, and handed it to me giving me instructions on what to do. Having now squirted the water inside of my virgin cunt I rushed to the toilet and expelled. This was repeated two more times until as such Sir was satisfied that I was super ready for the next stage of this training session. He parked his beefy hairy ass on the benches right in front of the towel and play accessories and took to slowly stroking his already fully erect beautiful long dick with those low hanging balls resting on and over the wooden benches, swinging with his firm slow rhythm. I could not see properly what was happening, but I did soon hear; - Finish up your shower boy, dry yourself thoroughly, and come over and onto the towel that is in front of me, and kneel on it with that cute ass of yours on your heels. - Yes Sir. I quickly finished up, dried myself, and soon found myself in the kneeling position I was ordered to get in to. Some of the steam had lifted plus I was nearer so we could see one another a bit more clearly now, but the changing room was still heavy in this fine heavy horny mist. I was instructed to pass Sir the Collar and Leash to which he promptly attached to me, then got me to hand him the empty jar. What was he wanting that for? I was about to find out! Standing very close to my face he began to masturbate, hand moving up and down in a very fast motion with his low hangers swinging back and forth like a misfiring pendulum. And it did not take long for him to grunt and squirt a large load of his thick creamy warm and wet stud seed into the jar. He handed me the jar to hold and then instructed me to hand him the syringe; - Sniff my cum boy [ I sniffed, with the strong smell hitting the back of my throat and remaining there ] ... What does it smell like? - Smells of your essence Sir, and I love it. I want more of it. MUCH more. - Good boy, that's what I like to hear. Now hand me both items, come on. I handed him the syringe and jar containing his seed. And in a swift action he sucked up his fresh load into the syringe ready for the next step. - Now, get on all fours, and take long, slow, controlled breaths, in through your nose, and out with your mouth. - Yes Sir. I done this for a few minutes when I suddenly felt something pressing hard against my cunt lips. Using some of the remainder of his load of warm cum from the jar he lubed up the speculum and was now slowly inserting said steel device. Once all the way in he opened it slightly. It felt strange. He opened it up a little more ...

Prequel to Chapter 7; - Have you received your main 18th birthday present yet? - Yes Sir. Private gymnastics coaching with you for two weeks in July. I cannot wait. I wish it was not so far away. - Patience, boy. However, we can still train you in other areas. I have already informed your parents that every Tuesday after school until your residency with me in the summer I will be giving you one on one private physical education tuition for a few hours after school hours. And I will be taking you home after each private session. [ ''Training Tuesdays'' were born ] Mr Jackson then went onto give me specific instructions that as I went to sleep I would do kegel exercises, each and every night. And that is how I fell asleep this evening. Doing kegel exercises, training my virgin cunt to be tighter than it already was, with a belly full of my twin brother's delicious sweet cum. 👅

Last Thursday I was feeling pretty cockhungry so decided to whore out at the one of the local bookstores. As mentioned before, when in a super slutty mood, I like to find one of the darker booths and just back my ass up to the gloryhole. No questions are required or asked. That night ended up having an above average amount of guys willing to not only fuck, but do so raw. One guy pulled me out of the booth and fucked me in the hallway. I tend to prefer to stay anon, but he was a fucking hot punk type and had no hesitation saying "yes" when I asked if I could wear the pup hood as he rawdogged me. When all was said and done I had at least 4 loads in my hole (maybe more). I went to a private booth to bask in my filth and felched out a bit of the bounty to sample (even scooped some of my drippings off the floor, which is a first to be honest). I closed out the store at 2AM and somehow a piggy friend's ears must have been burning because I got a message on NKP asking if I wanted in on a threesome? I asked him should I shower and clean out, and he answered correctly with "hell no". So I grabbed some gear and ended up spending the majority of the time in the sling getting destroyed by our equally piggy younger friend with a huge uncut slab. Everyone very much enjoyed my very loose, very full hole and I was very grateful of the timing. I drove the younger guy home and ended up hitting one last bookstore (the REALLY dirty one) on the way home just because it was along the way and because I could use a topping off. Sadly no more nuts, but did have a guy almost fist me but I was a bit too sore from the shenanigans. This was an exceptionally productive night across the boards and one I needed badly. Enjoy some media from the festivities. Woof! .

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

Part 6; I instinctively reached both arms up to grab hold of the sling chains as I fell, from feeling like me, to, falling into an abyss where I was fast becoming detached. I could feel who I was deep within me, but right now I felt like I was on the set of a film, I could see everyone, but they couldn't see me. It was very weird. I watched Sir move out of my focus. He seemed to vanish in a blurry flash more than actually move. I then felt a pair of hands behind me pull me back so I was laying properly in the sling. It was Sir. He restrained my wrists whilst the skinhead restrained my ankles. Sir came to between my legs, lifted his cloak, and threw it over his shoulders, so it hung from his neck, draping down his back. I couldn't see his face because of the Gas Mask, but the way his Leather Harness shaped into his shoulders and hairy pecs perfectly and the way he was holding the chains with his big hands with a firm grip, combined with my intoxication made me begin to 'high pitch grunt' with each breath out. However, my breathing rate was slowly increasing, and as it did, so did the frequencies of my 'high pitch grunts'. I was perving over his broad and hairy muscular physique, when suddenly I could not see them properly anymore. All I could see was his bulging veins across his chest, and the length of his arms. And it seemed like something was moving and wriggling inside of them. I was then brought back to the situation as I heard Sir's voice repeat itself over and over. First of all it was very faint, and then it got louder. As it got louder I could hear what he was saying, only just. His voice was now slightly distorted. - Oi, pig, you still want that virulent mutated strain of our Masters DNA? - Strain of what ..... Sir? - HIV, pig! - FUUUHcK ... Yes Sir. I instantly recognized the sensation of his fingernails clawing inside my ass as he fingered me. But, instead of the pain I felt earlier with his scratching, each scratch made my nerves flick like when you try to unsuccessfully light a lighter (lots of tiny little sparks, which eventually burn your thumb). I don't know how long he'd been fingering my ass, but all of a sudden I really felt my ass stretch open wide which made my already regular panting turn into full on very fast panting. My high pitched grunts were turning into demonic shrieks of ecstasy. I guess the crazy noise I was making had attracted a crowd as I saw lots of bodies mill around my sling. I didn't look up to see their faces as I was transfixed on Sir, who was giving my ass a good working over. - OMG Sir, is that 3 fingers right upto your knuckles you have inside my ass? I feel really stretched. BUT, I feel I want more. I NEED MORE! - No pig. I am about 2" past my wrist. AND, our Master prefers it if you refer to your ass as your cunt. Because, that is what you have from now on. A cunt. Understood!? - Yes. PLEASE fuck my cunt Sir. PLEEEEEAAAASE ... He stood completely upright again, and started fucking me. Much like when he briefly fucked me earlier it felt like a hot rod poking my stomach, and my cunt began to burn. However, this time the poker felt hotter, and the burning felt more intense. It was much more pleasurable this time too. I looked up to the Gas Mask, then my eyes were drawn to his Scorpion tattoos that were on each of his large pecs. Their legs and tails were now beginning to slightly move. 🦂 I don't know why, but this served to turn me on even more. Then, I heard his voice BOOM ... - EVERYBODY MOVE OUT OF THE WAY. I need a clear view in case of enemy approaching. As I looked around, the crowd around us had turned away. But, instead of walking off, they seemed to scuttle off, fleeing to other parts of this part of the venue. Sir continued to fuck me. Again, I do not know for how long. My perception of time was lost. Then suddenly, Sir tore off his Gas Mask. At first when I saw his face, he looked like an angry Demon. 👺 But then, as he spoke to the skinhead, he looked like himself again. - Fuck. Take over from me will you. We need to cause a diversion. The skinhead who was beginning to skull fuck me at the lockers stood over me, holding his truncheon in one hand, and batting the palm of his opposite hand. Then, he started to hate fuck me with it. I was panting super fast and shrieking extremely loudly. - Stick ALL of it inside my cunt!! He reached behind to the left pocket of his bleachers, and pulled out a large red paisley hanker-chief, scrunched it up, and stuffed it in my mouth. - SHUT up faggot! The only noise I want to hear is the various bodily fluids squelch inside and around your nasty cunt as we USE you how the HELL we want! - I thought I was right in thinking you would be of great use to us. Good work with quietening him down. Sir put his Dick back in his Leather Jockstrap. It was looking very red and wet. He then placed his Gas Mask on my chest, then very carefully arranged his cloak covering me up until I was out of sight. The skinhead continued to hate fuck my cunt, and then .... ... I heard my boyfriends voice! Would he discover me, and infect me like we had originally planned during the past few weeks. He had to find me right now, because I could tell Sir was very close to ejaculating our Masters mutated DNA into my hungry cunt. I couldn't help but sense that, if that happened, I would be receiving the actual original strain.

Part 2; As we spooned we chatted for a while, and then I felt his Dick grow again. I spat on my hand, reached behind and lubed up my Ass, grabbed his Dick, and positioned it at my virgin hole, and pushed back. - PLEASE Fuck me. I really NEED you inside me! - No, we need to discuss this further, let's go to sleep. He pulled his beautiful Dick away from my eager virgin neg hole, and we went to sleep. After a few more weeks of dining at one another's homes, and plenty of his delicious toxic cum sprayed down my throat we officially became boyfriends. I was in Heaven. Almost. For a few more weeks after we officially became an item we came to a head with the whole 'bare fucking' situation. - Darling, are you really sure you want to convert? A question he must have asked me a million times by now. - Yes honey, I am completely sure. It is something as you know already that I have given much though for a few years now. - Yes, I know. The thing is, there is something I haven't told you, that being, I love sex parties, and am a total exhibitionist, and, don't you think it would be HOT if we had a bunch of guys watch me take your virginity? - Fuck YES! You would bareback me, right? He didn't utter a sound. He got up from the couch where we were both cuddling, and left the room. He came back holding something I am very fond of. He now ordered me to strip, and kneel down. - Hands behind your back. So, you want Master to infect you do you boy? I had woken the beast! We always referred to each other as Master & boy during play, as he was deeply into kink. I looked upto him and meekly replied; - Yes please Master. Make me your p☢️z rubber pig. He spat on my face, whilst slapping it, and proceeded to put the spider-gag onto me, and without hesitation began to aggressively face fuck me. - You want Master to knock you up, then, you will have an audience pig! We will go to the fetish party in a few weeks where I will give you what you crave. But, you are not allowed to cum between now and then, understood pig!? I couldn't reply as his cock head forced it's way to the back of my throat. - I said; understood pig!? Fuck, if you don't have the decency to answer your Master when you are spoken to, then, you do NOT deserve his cum down your throat. He whipped the spider-gag off of me, told me to keep my mouth firmly shut, spat on and slapped my face some more, then proceeded to wank over my face. My lover did not take long to squirt his thick toxic load. He used his still erect Dick as some kind of decorating wand to smear his toxic filth further across my face. My hole twitched at the thought of having my Man's toxic cum inside me in a few weeks, and that he has just called me 'pig'. He hadn't done that until now. I felt honoured! - Master, I need to go for a wee, please may I go? - Go on, you filthy pig I hurried off to the bathroom and inspected my face. GREAT, he hadn't smeared it thinly, and there was enough cum to scoop up with my fingers. I lay on our bathroom mat, and started to finger his precious DNA inside of me. Still an anal virgin, yet, p☢️z cum inside my ass. I felt exhilarated!

Haha yeah that brings back memories! It would be leaking out of the condom mid cum and I would always have to pull out for fear of getting cum everywhere. I always had towels on standby and can still hear my exes voice "be careful it doesn't get in me or on the bed" *rolls eyes* that was such a pathetic life I had. I would be scared to cum because I knew it would be "an excessive" amount of cum. But like anything the more you deny it the greater the urge gets. But the cruel irony is as soon as I finished cunning I can already feel this primal urge to fuck again. My cock will stay rock hard if it can sense a hole nearby. Actually everything's gotten worse since I became POZ I shoot harder and can do even more rounds before feeling tired. My secret was to embrace what I actually am: a hot hung dirty fucker. Once I given into all of my needs and listened to my cocks urges I feel much better. Now if I see a guy I like I have no guilt or hesitation in giving him what he needs. If I get horny I simply go hunt for a hole to cum in asap. No shame in being a dirty fucker.

Sufferer of hyperspermia and yeah in the beginning I was deeply ashamed of it. I didn't think it was natural and it always created such a big mess everywhere that was a pain to clean up when I jerked off. The worst thing was that I used to be pretty religious and the horn would hit me like a truck out of nowhere and I would have to concentrate so hard to ignore my urges to cum. Plus, when I actually do cum I can reload immediately. My record is 6 loads back to back before I need to let my balls fill up again but man there was almost no let up from the urge to shoot. So my long-term ex bf saw sex as a quick means to an end and back then we only used condoms. Try using condoms when you can blow 20 shots, it literally overflows any rubber. So the relationship would be me fucking him until he cums then I either pretend to nut or I have to run to the bathroom and squeeze a few rounds out as he sleeps. Either way I was always made to believe being hypersexual with hyperspermia was bad and wrong. Fast forward to my first breeding. Fucking hell. Revelation. Cum belongs in a hole and real pigs will gladly take it all. Never going back now.

Part 4 - POLLUTION Coach Foley could feel his dick stiffen to attention as his thoughts drifted back to Kelvin’s moaning and grunting as coach’s finger had milked the boy’s prostate and thick milky fluid had steadily flowed and dripped from the metal cage encasing his restrained and impotent prick. Coach knew that the whole thing had fucked with Kelvin. That was the whole point, right? He needed Kelvin to get so fucking turned around and unsure of himself that Coach Foley could just point him in the right direction and Kelvin, willingly, would give up his virgin ass and take load after load of Coach’s toxic spunk. He hadn’t been sleeping well lately, since he’d been off his meds for a while. The virus was again coursing through his veins and he could feel it once again taking control. The night sweats and random fevers were back and Coach was frequently needing to switch out pillows during the night or having to change shirts midday. It was a good sign and meant his viral load was surging and his loads were full of virus seeking to spread and convert another host. He reached down and shifted his hardon to the side, lowering the tent that had formed in his shorts. He could feel a wet and sticky slick of precum which had leaked through his shorts during his reminiscing. Now he would just have to wait and see if Kelvin showed this afternoon. There was always the chance that Kelvin would take a step back and call everything off – that was always part of the challenge. Kelvin had the right to say “no” to anything Coach could dream up, but once a “yes” passed his lips, he surrendered that right and Coach could use him as he saw fit. It was, of course, actually an illusion of choice that Coach Foley had sold Kelvin at the beginning of everything. Coach had stacked the deck by plying Kelvin with a few drugs and feeding his lust with sexual pleasure while at the same time, Coach Foley had firmly cemented his dominance and relegated Kelvin to the role of follower, his eyes full of eagerness to please Coach Foley. Coach Foley glanced at the clock – 1:00pm. In just a couple hours he’d find out if his conditioning had pushed Kelvin even closer to becoming the cum dump Foley was sure was in there. Once again shifting his cock and feeling again the familiar leak of pre-cum Coach got up to check out his supplies. Opening the fridge, Coach pulled out the container of amber liquid that Zack had so thoughtfully prepared for him while getting slammed and fucked in the sling. A smile passed his lips at the memory and he couldn’t help but appreciate that one of his previous successes was going to help Coach recruit another bottom whore. Zach had provided him with about a liter of slam piss which Coach had divided into two. About 1/3 of it he had left as it was. Coach had been dosing Kelvin with about a shot of the unconcentrated liquid at a time and he could tell his boy was feeling it – and the fact that Kelvin was now chugging the Gatorade before each workout was evidence, whether he knew it or not, that he was craving the high and reveling in the sexual intensity and loss of inhibition. The other portion of Zack’s offering, Coach had carefully evaporated more and more of the piss until the liquid was a dark amber color. Liquid gold, concentrated, and just enough to fill Kelvin’s lower guts nicely. Coach popped open the container and its pungent odor, a not so subtle sign of its potency, once again made Coach’s dick stiffened and throb in anticipation. Coach grabbed a small rubber water bottle, one that could be screwed on to one end of a douche hose, and carefully poured the Tina-slam fortified liquid into the bottle. Best to have everything ready to go so that there wouldn’t be time for second thoughts or reconsiderations. He carefully set the bottle and its payload in his office shower with the douche hose to let it get to at least room temperature. Just before Kelvin’s work out, he’d be sure to set it in some warm water so when it was flushed into Kelvin’s guts there would be little chance of causing cramping which would allow the liquid gold could do its work. Now all he needed was his soon-to-be bottom slut... At a few minutes after 3 o’clock Coach heard the gym door swing open and heard the familiar cadence he come to know over the last month. The boy was back! Coach smiled as his dick stiffened and jumped in his shorts. Evidently, it seems Kelvin enjoyed his prostate massage enough to at least come back. Coach rearranged his raging boner and turned to the office door. “Hey, Coach! Are we, um, still working out today?” asked Kelvin. “Why wouldn’t we?” Coach Foley responded matter-of-factly. “Now grab your Gatorade and get prepped for your workout. Today we’re going to see how far we can push you.” Kelvin headed to the locker room and Coach Foley headed to his shower to make sure the Amber Liquid was made nice and warm. Kelvin strained under the workout, sweat pouring from him matting his chest hair and sending rivulets down his abs soaking his already damp jock strap. Coach Foley seemed merciless with today’s workout. Kelvin was actually glad for it as he didn’t have much time to think about what had happened yesterday and what might happen today. Kelvin had been sure about coming back today, wasn’t sure about what might happen, but couldn’t bear to think what wouldn’t happen if he didn’t show. Fortunately, Coach was pushing his ass so hard, he hadn’t much time to think about what might happen next. All last night he had dreams of Coach Foley riding his ass and plowing load after load into him while Coach Foley whispered, “Mine” into Kelvin’s ear with each spurt of cum he released, bathing Kelvin’s insides. Each time, Kelvin woke still finding his dick locked in metal. It’d seemed forever since he had cum or since his cock had even strained against the cage. It was almost as if it were admitting defeat, especially after Coach’s finger had milked his prostate of fluid while completely flaccid. What good was a hardon when you couldn’t cum? His mind snapped quickly back to reality as Coach’s hand applied steady pressure to the weights already straining his muscles. “Push, boy! I wanna see another set of reps out of you before I take my hand off. You need to focus and stop jerking off here,” Coach Foley taunted. Kelvin focused on the weights and pushed out another set of reps despite the pain along his arms and chest. “Yeah, fuck Kelvin, that’s the way I want my boy to pump it out,” Coach growled. Kelvin couldn’t help the smile he gave at the words of praise and he felt like he could go another round of reps, but he wasn’t about to tell Coach that. With the weights secured above and behind his head he turned forward to find Coach Foley still straddling him, hardon raging in his shorts and a slick spot spreading out from the head. “Good job, Kelvin. Time for a little reward,” said coach as he slipped his cock from under his shorts and danced it in front of Kelvin’s mouth. Whether it was the high from the workout or just Kelvin’s latest horny thoughts, the whole length of Coach Foley’s dick disappeared into Kelvin hungry gullet in one smooth stroke resting comfortably in the depths of his throat. Kelvin quickly began working his muscles along the shaft and Kelvin could hear Coach’s moan of pleasure which just encouraged Kelvin to redouble his efforts. “Damn, I need to push you harder more often,” Coach sighed between strokes. “You really have gotten to be quite the cocksucker, boy. That throat work of yours is impressive.” Kelvin smiled inwardly at compliment and worked Coach’s cock like a dog with a bone. After a few minutes Coach Foley could feel his balls begin to tighten in anticipation. “This boy is fucking good. Nearly made me shoot my load before the main event,” he thought as he pulled out of Kelvin’s throat. Looking down he grabbed Kelvin’s chin turned it up to look him straight in the eyes. “Ready for your reward?” he asked. Kelvin gave him a stupid grin mixed with confusion. Getting Coach’s load had always been his reward and Coach Foley’s hinted at some change in the boundaries. “Follow me,” Coach ordered as he walked to his office. He didn’t even bother to look behind him because he knew Kelvin would be there. It was inevitable. In the office, Coach Foley threw Kelvin a towel and pointed to the shower. “Head on in there, Kelvin. There’s something you need to learn,” said Coach Foley. Kelvin obeyed but he could feel his nervousness rising as he stepped into the shower. “That hose there,” started Coach Foley, “it’s for cleaning things up. You’re a big boy so you know what I mean and after that bit of a mess yesterday I also know you understand why.” Kelvin reddened at his memory of the incident. “Don’t sweat it,” Coach soothed, “soon you’ll be a pro at cleaning out.” Coach Foley could see the nervous tension building in the boy and quickly added, “Of course just because you get cleaned out doesn’t mean anything is going to happen. I was just thinking how much you seemed to enjoy yesterday and should it happen again, you wouldn’t have to worry.” Coach flashed a disarming smile and Kelvin’s tension, while not completing resolving, visibly lessened. Coach spent the next few minutes explaining how to use the hose, adjusting the temperature, how long to leave it in place, and when to know everything was good. Coach could see Kelvin relax again when Coach said he would step out and let Kelvin get ready. Grabbing the rubber water bottle, Coach left Kelvin to some private time to try things out. Besides, Coach Foley had to set a few things up. As he left the office, Coach grabbed the rubber water bottle full of amber liquid and smiled. Liquid Slut might be a good name for the concoction if everything went as planned. He also grabbed a bag and bottle of poppers from the fridge and headed out into the gym area. He checked the table vault and it was still set up from yesterday. He placed the poppers at one end and moved to the other end and set up the douche, attaching the Liquid Slut to the top of the frame on a nearby weight machine. He reached into the bag and pulled out the length of hose. Grabbing one end he screwed it onto the suspended water bottle in the fitting below the stopcock. He grabbed the other end and rummaged inside the bag for a minute until he found just what he was looking for. He pulled out a small metal butt plug with a hole running down its center and a place in the base to screw in the end of the hose. Once inserted, a nice flow of Liquid Slut would pass through the plug to fill Kelvin’s (nearly) virginal ass with the first, of hopefully many, life changing payloads. The plug had its own small stopcock on it so once the juice had infiltrated its way deep into Kelvin’s guts, Coach could shut it off and get rid of the hose. Smiling at the set-up he carried the bag to the other end where he had set the poppers. He pulled out a modified plastic oxygen mask, one he had snagged from a first aid kit, and reviewed his handiwork. At the end where the oxygen tube would normally attach, he had added a small piece of plastic and a flexible rubber tube. The tube stretched and fit over the top of the bottle of poppers rather nicely. No need for Kelvin to try and hold a bottle during his first fucking. The holes in the mask would keep him from passing out, but he’d still be getting a good hit of poppers with each breath he took. As he was attaching the poppers, Kelvin came into the room. He had a dumb smile on his face until he saw the setup around the table vault. Coach could see his eyes widen and the smile falter a bit. Kelvin had followed Coach Foley’s on how to use the shower douche and once he relaxed a bit, it ended up being pretty simple. At first it was a strange feeling and a bit gross to see everything coming out, but within a few minutes all the water that he was pushing out was clear of debris. He grabbed his towel and dried off, putting his sweaty jock on again before heading out to the gym. Coach was busy at the table vault they had used yesterday and Kelvin smiled at the memory of Coach’s fingers rolling across his prostate and could swear he felt a bit of precum leak out onto his jock. Then Kelvin caught site of what looked like an 8-foot hose attached to one of those rubber hot water bottles and his smiled waned. Not wanting to seem like he was scared, Kelvin continued walking steadily toward Coach even as his eyes would furtively glance at the jury-rigged douche set. “How’d it go, Kelvin?” asked coach. “Is that butt of yours all nice and clean?” Kelvin’s only response was a deep flushing of his face and a small nod. “Good. Climb up on here like the other day. We need to finish your clean-out.” Coach Foley could see his confusion and quickly added, “Oh, yeah, that first part was just to get you rinsed you out. Now that you’re cleared out, this magic liquid will make sure everything is nice and clean. Kind of like Liquid Plumber for your ass. It’s Coach’s own little recipe and it’ll leave you nice and clean,” Coach laughed. Kelvin relaxed a bit and moved over to the vault to position himself like he did yesterday. “So, just remember, you’re in control here,” Coach lied. “You want to stop just give me the thumbs down sign and we’ll stop before we get started. Once there’s a green flag though and you agree to continue, we’re both committed.” Coach reached out and swatted at Kelvin’s caged cock, “Remember, just like this, you’ll be committed.” Coach looked him straight in the eyes and Kelvin stared back and eventually slowly nodded. “Cool. I’ve got it,” Kelvin responded and moved to place himself on the vault, head at one end and ass at the other. His heart was jumping and he was feeling a little nauseous but he lowered himself into position. Coach went and grabbed the hose and moved toward Kelvin’s ass. “Ok, so some things to know, about what to expect,” he started. “One, you may notice a bit of warming or burning at first. Don’t freak out it’s normal. Two, once the liquid’s all inside, I’ll disconnect the tubing. It’ll need to stay inside you for at least 10 minutes to make sure it works properly. Three, I know it might be hard to keep it in that long so the end that goes in your ass will be attached to a small plug that will help you keep it in, so try and relax when this puppy slides into you. You can always pretend it’s just a couple of my fingers and you should do fine. Four, I expect that as we wait for it to work its magic, that you’ll give me a Class A blow job. Any questions?” Kelvin took a deep breath and shook his head. Coach looked at him earnestly, “Not good enough, this time around. I need you to tell me you understand.” “I’ve got it Coach. Relax. Some burning. Keep inside. Suck cock,” Kelvin said as casually as he could despite his rapidly pounding pulse. Coach smiled and reached for the plug and some lube. Carefully, Coach rested the cool metal tip of the plug against his hole and told him, “Push out a bit.” Kelvin could feel the buildup in pressure and a moment of panic as he pushed against the plug which seemed huge. Before he could panic any further, he felt his ass give way and felt the plug slide in smoothly and settle into place snugly in his ass. It was a weird sensation. The plug had widened at first but once past that place it tapered off quickly allowing his hole to close, locking the plug in place. Coach heard Kelvin’s sigh as the plug landed inside his virgin hole and smiled. “Ok, so I’m opening up the tube here, you should feel the liquid almost immediately since I primed it to make sure too much air didn’t get pushed in,” Coach explained. Kelvin felt Coach’s had moving the plug in his ass and then suddenly the liquid was there and he could feel it filling his ass. “Keep relaxed boy, we want to make sure it gets good and deep so it works really well.” Coach watched the fluid in the tube race out into Kelvin’s ass. After the initial rush, it’d be a minute or two for the rest of the Liquid Slut to work deeper and leave the water bottle and tube empty of fluid. “How you doing, Kelvin?” After the initial flood of fluid filled his insides, Kelvin noticed that he could feel small amounts of the liquid slowly moving deeper into his gut. The warming had started almost immediately and was building in intensity but still easily bearable. Within a minute or two, Coach was once again moving the plug and Kelvin heard the hose being disconnected. “Get sucking, cock whore!” sneered Coach he moved around to Kelvin’s face. Kelvin quickly swallowed the cock and started working it down his throat. Coach smiled as Kelvin began to work his throat on Coach’s fuck stick eagerly working his muscles along the shaft. After a few minutes Kelvin’s sucking became more energetic and he could feel Kelvin both speeding up and also trying to swallow Coach’s dick even farther. After about 5 minutes, Coach knew it was time to check things out. “Look up here at me. I want to see in your eyes how badly you want Coach’s load today,” Coach ordered. Kelvin looked up to see Coach with a shit-eating grin staring down at him. Coach used his hand to help hold Kelvin’s head up so he could look into his eyes. Kelvin’s eyes had a wild look too them and Coach could tell the Slut Juice has started to take hold. Rivulets of sweat were sliding down Kelvin’s forehead leaving patches of wet slickness. Coach looked across Kelvin’s back torso and saw similar pools of glistening sweat forming along his back, especially in the dip just above Kelvin’s ass crack. He reached over and applied steady pressure to Kelvin’s ass with his hand causing Kelvin to lower his hind quarters and allowing the small pool of sweat to trickle down his ass crack and around the plug which was still firmly in place. “Break time’s over, boy. Time to get that load out of Coach...if you can.” Kelvin’s mouth quickly enveloped Coach’s shaft and once again it was buried deep in his gullet and Coach could feel Kelvin’s muscles working frantically on his shaft like a man dying of thirst trying to suck life out of spigot. Over the next few minutes Kelvin’s sucking once again changed, becoming less hectic and forceful and more rhythmic and intentional. His throat muscles had noticeably relaxed and Coach’s hardened shaft had sunk deeper than it ever had before. Kelvin’s throat muscles were steady and strong as they worked the cock lodged in his throat with waves of pleasure. Coach nearly lost it once or twice but the thought of what could come next helped him hold off on his load, although he was sure that the steady stream of pre-cum was helping Kelvin to move so seductively over his cock. Kelvin’s body continued to glisten as sweat covered him. Although Kelvin had become less frenetic in his sucking, his body had continued to absorb the payload of chem piss still Once again, after another five minutes, Coach reached down and pulled Kelvin away from his focus, earning a disappointed sigh from his sex toy. “Let’s see those baby blues of yours, Kelvin. Coach needs to see that you’re still eager for my load.” Coach smiled as he saw Kelvin’s pupils, blown as wide as saucers, and knew the Slut Juice was swimming inside him and taking over, tweaking his pleasure centers and forever linking the chem piss high with deep sexual pleasure and servicing the Coach. Coach pushed Kelvin’s head back down and immediately Kelvin swallowed down every last inch and continued his pleasurable assault on the hardened shaft, with pleasure-filled groans as he continued his mission. “Almost there, buddy. Just a few more minutes and we’ll get you taken care of,” smiled Coach. Kelvin’s sucking continued to deepen and steady over the new few minutes. His throat was on autopilot and working its best to coax a load from Coach’s balls. Coach smiled as he watched the sweat continue to build along the furry crack of Kelvin’s ass and trickle down past his sweet plugged up hole. Coach could feel his dick stiffen as he first noticed that Kelvin’s ass had started squeezing the plug, pulling it in tighter. At first the movement seemed tentative, almost as if Kelvin was unsure of what he was feeling, but slowly the squeezing became steadier and more insistent. Each pulse was longer and stronger than the previous one. The bitch’s ass was in heat! Coach reached over and rubbed it gently feeling the heat and feeling confident that soon he’d be marking his territory and claiming a new prize. Kelvin had been working on Coach’s shaft for almost 15 minutes. It’d never taken him this long to get a load out of Coach before. While partly confused he was also sucking deeper and stronger than ever before. His whole body as gotten steadily warmer with sweat beginning to form small rivulets all along his torso. He could feel the dampness slide by the plug in his ass and it seemed like all his senses were on fire. His whole being was focused on the shaft in throat and the steady working of his muscles. Nothing became more important than getting that load. As his ass continued to slicken, he noted the plug felt as if it may be starting to slip. In a panic he tightened his muscles and pulled the plug back into him and was rewarded with a rush of pleasure as the fullness of the plug once again slide into his ass. Momentarily distracted from sucking by the previous wave of pleasure, Kelvin once again flexed his ass and once again the plug slid deeper into his ass sending signals which rewarded him with another dose of chemical pleasure. Hesitantly, at first, Kelvin began working the muscles of his ass. Coach Foley smiled as he watched Kelvin’s ass start to flex and pull the plug in deeper. At first the flexing was awkward and disjointed as Kelvin’s ass was teaching his brain what to do. After a few minutes, however, his ass was steadily working the plug as his ass muscles and his throat began to work in tandem. Coach let him go another couple of minutes until the thought of Kelvin’s flexing ass and his throat work brought Coach to the edge. Pulling Kelvin smoothly from his shaft he raised Kelvin’s head. “Look at me boy,” he ordered. Kelvin’s eyes slowly focused on Coach’s face. Coach grinned to see Kelvin’s pupils still the size of small moons looking up at him. This time, though, Coach could see that familiar glassy look and that far away, unfocused look that meant the Slut Juice had done its work. Those eyes were the eyes of a boy about to offer his Coach anything he wanted or commanded. “Looks like everything’s worked nicely, and you should be nice and clean by now. Let’s get you to the shower and have you finish cleaning up. You still have a job to finish since Coach hasn’t cum yet.” Kelvin stood slowly and walked toward the showers, still flexing, almost unconsciously, the plug which continued to steadily move in and out of Kelvin’s ass with each clamping and release of his ass muscles. Watching Kelvin’s ass working the plug, Coach’s balls began to ache and pull up as his dick stiffened at the knowledge that Kelvin would soon be begging for the shaft to be buried deep inside him. And with that new found pleasure would come another gift, from the depth of Coach’s balls load after toxic load would be injected into Kelvin, assaulting his virgin walls with legions of malefic DNA eager to transform its target. An insidious insemination resulting, hopefully, in impregnating Kelvin with Coach’s virus forever and completing the bond between Sire and Sired, Coach and Boy.

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i have had 2 long term relationships (7+ years each) Sex was great,but usually fizzles. Was never faithful. in one relationship, was open and honest but in the end he grew jealous. So i became less honest. Other one was very open at first, had 3somes together but he seemed to lose interest in that. he prefered to play without me but pretend he was being faithful. i have no problem being in open relationship as long as you can be open and honest about it. i do love having someone to live with, cuddle with, and be happy with.. Right now , i have a roommate, no sex but a great companion.. i look for hookups mostly at spa. seems to work for now. Just wish i could get more cuddling from him!

Great story we need to hear how he stopped His meds and converted

I have told my story many times on here but I think it can be told again. When I was 9 my step dad and mom broke up. My real father had died and I had become very attached to my step dad. My mom through a course of events gave me the opportunity to move on with my step dad and live. I loved him and jumped at the chance. We moved into a small one bedroom apartment in the city and it was suppose to be a temporary situation but we had to sleep in the same bed. I liked the feeling of having him close to me and snuggled up on me. There was a natural progression of my holding on to his cock throughout the night and feeling it get hard in my hand. It never seemed dirty or wrong. Over time I would snuggle into his furry chest and stroke his cock. He would finger me and we would kiss. This literally went on for years. When I was 13 we had progressed to his big beefy cock rubbing up against my pussy. His precum would make it slick. I had a natural desire to want him inside of me but I let him pick the pace. After a few months of him rubbing his precum cock against my now aching for cock pussy and him cumming on my back when he got off, he started just putting the tip of his big cock in me. He was so gentile and loving. He still would pull out and cum on my back. I don’t know what real sex was but I knew I wanted his cum inside me and not on my back. Over about a three week period he would get his massive cock a little farther in my pussy each night until eventually he was balls deep. He was still always gentle and always asked me if it hurt. It did but my desire to have him in me was so much greater that I didn’t let him know of the pain. He was still pulling out to cum on my back and I instinctively knew I should be having his cum inside of me. I finally asked him if he would leave it in when he came and he did. I knew at that point that I always wanted to be bred. Over the next 5 years the sex was real and constant. It was a real love story and he taught me what sex between two men should be.

Chapter 39; *Official diagnosis is in* ☣️ Monday morning came, and it was my day off due to my appointment at the clinic. It had been 1 month exactly today since my dancing gig at Aiden's club, so most certainly enough time had now elapsed to detect various infections! I planned to after that appointment go and visit Uncle Chad. The clinic did not keep me waiting long, and once with the nurse she asked me a load of questions, which resulted in me telling her that I had not taken the PEP. - Okay Mr Reef ... - Call me Steven, I am uncomfortable with being overly formal. - Sure, I understand. That's cool. Well Steven, we'll today do a rapid HIV finger prick test. We get the results in a few minutes. And from your notes pertaining to your first visit with us, and what you have told me today, we'll take further bloods from you. And I see you have a follow up appointment this Friday. I had the finger prick test, and as we waited for the result she asked me that all illusive question; - So Steven, how would you feel if you got a positive result for HIV today? I told her that I wouldn't know the answer to that question until I had got such a result. Truth be told though I was now kinda wanting it to be. All the FUN I was having it would be something I would not have to worry about. And the result was in; - You see the blue dot that has come up here Steven. That shows you are HIV+. Now, there is a very small chance that it could be a false negative, so, we'll take more bloods from you now. She went to go and speak with the Doctor who came and spoke with me briefly, and it was decided that I'd have the usual bloods to test me for Hepatitis B & C, HIV, and Syphilis, but they seemed to think extra bloods on top of that would be beneficial to have in case they were required to do genotyping. I had many vials of blood taken; The start of my new life, potentially. Once I was done at the clinic I made my way to see Uncle Chad. Upon arrival I was told by staff that he was now quickly losing his sight, I went to his room and saw a frail old man curled up in the corner. I went over and held his hand, squeezing gently. - Uncle Chad, it's Stevie. - Stevie, is that you? - Yes, I told you I would come. He smiled with a tear rolling down his cheek. His dear face just lit up. He looked in that moment truly happy. - I was beginning to think you would not come. I am very pleased you came, because there is something I have been wanting to say to you since the day I arrived here. - What is it? His bottom lip quivered. And another tear rolled down his cheek With his voice trembling he simply said; - Thank you. I gently squeezed his hand to let him know he was okay, that I was here by his side. I stayed for several hours, and he shared some of his tales of his life, a little bit about his family and friends, and ex lovers of his, one of whom a few years ago died of AIDS. After a long afternoon of tears and laughter It was nearly time for me to go, and I could tell he was getting very tired; - I forgot to tell you Uncle Chad, I had a HIV test today, and I am HIV+. - You are!?! You look after our beautiful creation, and carry on my legacy. Share it my sweet Stevie. I will live on INSIDE of you; ALWAYS!! I told him I'd come and see him Friday afternoon after my clinic appointment. We shared a very intimate kiss for a few special moments, and then I left the hospice. In his own room shortly after I left he said quietly to himself; - Goodbye Stevie. Tuesday through to Thursday was completely uneventful, just working and staying home of an evening, then, Friday morning was here, time for ALL of my results. What would they reveal? Ayan contacted me first thing and said I had to come to his office straight after my visit to the clinic with a report of my results for insurance purposes. And I was to refuse any treatment offered. Unlike Monday I was kept waiting and waiting, and had been waiting for 90 minutes. I was about to reschedule with the receptionist with my frustration of waiting when a Doctor came out; - Mr Reef. - Yeah. - If you would like to come this way please. How are you today? - Yeah, I am fine thank you. I suddenly began to feel quite nervous. Once in his office we both sat down, and he got my details up on the screen and made me relay my name, address, and date of birth. There was a small joke shared when I was giving my date of birth the British way. - Okay, we can confirm to you that you are indeed HIV+, with an extremely high viral load. We also found ....

Part 5 - September 2015 Sam sat in the audition room with Byron, they had both been called to a dance audition for a pop singer on her London gig as two dancers had to pull out. At 19 years old they were still young and managed to get parts mostly in the west end and began to get a name for themselves. This would be the first time they would be dancing together for a year. Byron had kept his sexuality from Sam, it was something they never really discussed but sort of knew each other well enough to guess what was really hidden underneath. They had become closer as friends and were often mistaken as a couple. Sam had helped Byron through his ballet exam and Byron helped Sam through tap and modern dance. They still had 1 year of training to complete and remained in the same flat a few doors away from Mountview. They were to meet the rest of the male dancers and audition with them. Jack was the first to appear who was 21 years old and almost the spitting image of Sam with the same hair but marginally taller. His body was fit beyond words and Byron was in love, the tattoos up both arms along with his looks made him sexually menacing he thought. He was the kind of man you dreamt about and letting him have his wicked way with you. Kurt opened the door and walked in with no t-shirt on, his chest hair cropped covering an amazingly ripped body, shaved head and biceps that Byron could only imagine how they felt around his body. He was average looking but then with a body like his you didn't worry about looks. A few tattoos adorned over his shoulder and that was it, at 24 he was the oldest dancer there. It was the way he looked at both Byron and Sam when he walked in, almost giving approval of how sexy they both looked sat there. Marcus walked in after Kurt, at 21 years old he was stunningly hot causing both Byron and Sam to stare at him as he made his way towards them. Byron stood to meet him, standing the same height his jet black hair and blue eyes suited him perfectly. With pale skin smoothly accentuating the muscles on his arms, everything about him melted Byron's heart. He almost wanted to bang his head on the wall thinking how much of a slut he was becoming in his head seeing all these men that he wanted to bed one after the other and end up scoring them out of 10. "Sam, Byron, I'm Marcus, this is Kurt and Jack" he said without waiting "Let's see what you got". Sam was directed to Kurt "Hi Sam, I'm going to take you through the first routine" he said sizing Sam up. Byron a little disappointed got Jack "Hi Byron" he said hugging him "We will be doing the same". They were warmly welcomed in to the dance group and within half an hour Marcus was delighted to tell them they were in for the show in a weeks time. Every evening was spent rehearsing and Byron had all 6 numbers down by the third night. Sam was picking them up but the middle number was still causing him some frustration. "Want to grab a bite to eat" Jack asked Byron sitting down watching Kurt and Sam. "Yes that would be nice" Byron replied having grown to like Jack a lot "What about Sam?" he asked. Jack looked over "I think he has a few more hours. I think Kurt has a fancy for him" he said sniggering. Byron looked at Jack "I don't think Sam is gay" he said quietly. Jack chuckled "Kurt will find out" he replied "I like him to work with but outside he can be devious". Byron called over to Sam "Were going to get some food are you coming?" he asked. Sam shook his head "No not until I got this last routine down" he replied glancing at Kurt. Jack stood and got his jacket as they left the room "What did you mean about Kurt?" Byron asked. "Just that Kurt is a barebacker when it comes to sex" Jack replied closing the door to the studio. "Barebacker?" Byron asked "Oh right you mean no condom" he caught on "Isn't that risky" he replied. Jack laughed "Definitely with Kurt" he said and Byron glazed over the point being made. Byron nodded "So tell me about the rest of you" he asked as they walked outside the building. Over dinner Jack and Byron just seemed to gel together and ending up striking a friendship that would go on for years to come. He was shocked when Jack explained he and Marcus were also HIV positive but not due to Kurt. He was amazed how prolific sex was with male dancers, bi, straight, gay they all fucked around and sexuality was never questioned. Jack went on to explain that most dancers got extremely horny after shows and needed a way to release the energy, so sex was just sex no matter what gender. Byron paid closer interest when Jack would talk about Marcus and how he had come from a wealthy family in Boston, dropping out from going to Harvard business school to pursue his love of dancing, his family upset wanted nothing more to do with him. He finished by saying that Marcus went off the rails and was easy prey for the more experienced dancers until Kurt stepped in. Kurt took Marcus under his wing and trained him both mentally, bodily and dance wise. Byron was no longer worried about leaving Sam with Kurt having heard this. How wrong he was, on the American dance scene Kurt was notorious for bedding dancers and they kept out of his reach. He was poz and toxic, he didn't care about medication and was out for a good time breeding guys. His eight inch thick cut prime meat was perfect for young dancers who couldn't get enough of him and often came back for seconds and thirds. "Come on concentrate Sam I know you can do this" Kurt said again as Sam lost the routine halfway through. Sam stopped "I need a breather for a minute" he replied annoying Kurt. "You won't get a breather on stage Sam" Kurt replied sharply frustrating Sam even more. "Fuck" Sam said walking over and taking a swig of water "I need the toilet" he said walking out. Kurt grabbed his towel and wiped the sweat from his head and chest and walked out of the studio across the hall, he opened the toilet door watching Sam splashing cold water on his face. "I'm sorry Kurt, just give me a minute" Sam said wiping his face with a paper towel. Kurt walked over "Your to stressed out Sam" he said standing behind putting his hands on Sam's shoulder. Sam rolled his head back immediately turned on from his touch "I will get it tonight" he said. Kurt kissed his neck "You certainly will" he replied moving closer and feeling Sam's body tense up. Kurt turned Sam around to face him, he found himself looking in to Kurt's eyes. His face very close, his body tingling like electricity flowing between them, he could feel the warmth from Kurt's body. Kurt grabbed Sam's hand and moved it over his cock 'Would this help, you feel how turned on I am?, I want you Sam' he quietly said looking him in the eye. Sam felt the hardness against the palm of his hand, they gay in him surfaced nodding to Kurt. His face moved closer until their lips almost touched. Sam was terrified but it was what he wanted since first laying eyes on Kurt. He had no time to question feeling his lips being forced apart by Kurt's mouth, he melted and wanted him, his mouth parting accepting Kurt. His eyes fluttering closed, his mouth filling with Kurt's tongue, deeper and deeper, he could taste him, smell him and sense him. Kurt pulled back teasingly knowing exactly what he was doing, Sam was by far the easiest to fall for him which excited Kurt even more. Hungrily their mouths attached to each other again, harder and more forceful with his kissing that took Sam off guard for a split second. His body enclosed in the arms of Kurt who began pushing him towards the toilet cubicle. Gladly Sam moved almost hurrying to make it happen. Pushing past the door they stumbled as Kurt closed and bolted it shut, he could not run and had no where to go now, his fate was already sealed. The hands appeared from no where all over his body, feeling and touching, arousing him even further, Sam was a melting pot of desire, every fibre of his being alive and yearning. He felt his shorts roughly tugged down exposing his cock and ass for Kurt, his hands roamed over his cock and gently caressed it. Sam moaned loudly feeling he was about to burst, the hand made it's way to his balls gently squeezing them and passing over them. His eyes snapped open and he gave a moaning yelp feeling Kurt's finger push in to his hole, he tried to grab hold of Kurt's hand to stop it. By the time he grabbed hold of his arm he had relaxed and was moaning in to Kurt's mouth as his finger gently massaged the inside of his ass, his back arched out pushing up against Kurt's chest kissing him deeper. His hand roaming over Kurt's covered cock but he could feel the manliness of it, hard and thick ready to devour him. He winced as Kurt withdrew his finger and spun Sam around facing the cubicle wall, his body being pressed up against it by Kurt. Sam moaned as Kurt kissed his neck almost biting him 'oh fuck me' Sam said out of nowhere. Kurt pulled his shorts down and rubbed his cock against Sam's ass letting him feel what was coming, edging closer and closer 'You want me to breed you?' Kurt whispered in to his ear 'oh yes' his body wanted sex badly, it didn't care how. It just needed it. Sam opened his eyes wide 'Arrgggghhh' he cried out feeling the head sharply pushing in to his ass. Kurt held Sam's arms up against the cubicle wall pinning his legs against his, he gasped for breath feeling his ass stretching open as Kurt pushed again. The pain seemed to hit every part of his body, moaning and whimpering louder as Kurt fed him more of his cock. It seemed to go on forever as he fought through the pain, he wanted it to stop but his ass pushed back for more. His neck almost wet from the kissing and biting Kurt was deploying to detract him from pain and knowledge that he was not wearing a condom. Finally Sam let out a loud moan and gasp feeling Kurt's balls pushing against his ass, the pain receding from the rest of his body concentrating it to the source. The squeals he emitted every time Kurt clenched his ass pushing in then out just sounded like cries of happiness in his ears. Slowly he picked up speed holding Sam's arms tighter, Sam turned his head wanting to kiss Kurt who obliged easing off the fucking for a moment. Kurt repositioned his legs and began fucking Sam harder and faster 'that's it, is that what you want?' he whispered to him breathing heavily in his ear, 'Oh yes, uhmmm, fuck me Kurt' he replied in between his moans and gasps. Kurt was never one for holding back, his sexual state was taking over to breed this young guy. He could feel his orgasm building, the whimpering from Sam eased and replaced by the occasional grunt when Kurt bottomed out. Sam fixated on the cubicle wall was powerless to resist even though he didn't want to. He felt the change in fucking as Kurt now began bottoming out constantly and rapidly, his breathing becoming deeper and rapid. Sam's eyes began watering from the deep fucking he was now experiencing, his body seemed to be loving every moment of it. Suddenly he gasped feeling the full weight of Kurt pushing up like he was trying to split Sam in half. Kurt moaned loudly holding his cock deep as he felt the pulses raging up the shaft of his cock reaching the head as he pushed up harder feeling the first release of his toxic seed firing in to the young body, the second pulse just a big releasing more seed and breeding Sam deep, deeper and deeper he went with every contraction jettisoning more seed 'You gettin bred baby' he moaned his head collapsing up against Sam's. Sam felt the pulses in his ass moaning in delight feeling a man orgasming inside his body 'oh fuck' he quietly said with sharp gasps every time Kurt pushed his cock up deeper 'breeding you real deep baby' he whispered 'that's just what you needed'. Kurt kissed Sam's neck and pulled his cock out 'Arrggghh' Sam cried out as the head plopped out from his ass. He breathed resting his forehead against the cubicle wall as Kurt let go of him and wiped his cock on some toilet paper smiling as he flushed it away seeing the blood against the whiteness of the paper. Sam turned to see Kurt leaning against the other side of the cubicle "Dam your hot" Kurt said. Sam looked at him "Thank you" he stammered, he went to kiss Kurt but he unlocked and opened the door. "Back to the studio" Kurt said without looking back leaving Sam there dumbstruck. He walked back in to the studio a few minutes later, when he touched his hole it felt a little sore but there was nothing to clean up. Kurt acted as if nothing had happened and stood there waiting for Sam to pick up where they left off. Sam felt embarrassed about the whole sex thing, this was something he definitely didn't want to tell Byron so he kept quiet. Sam was not fortunate enough to have known exactly what Kurt meant during their 15 minutes of passion. But Kurt got Sam through the routine that night and they enjoyed a great evening performing at the gig and meeting the pop star. Marcus was so impressed by them that he said he would call on them next time he was in town and needing dancers. Byron and Sam got on well with the dance group and they all swapped mobile numbers. Kurt though was now on a mission to nail Byron, he saw him as a challenge but also strangely he actually fancied him. Byron though was more taken by Marcus and Jack and had successfully evaded him over the last few weeks.

My kind of man

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.”

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

I came of age in the '70's. Although I had been aware I was attracted to men, I hadn't had any real experience. No one had told me about public toilets (of which there were a lot back then, many dating back to victorian times) but one day I read a piece in the local paper about an old downstairs toilet in the market place and what went on there. It was like a revelation, and I couldn't wait to visit. I went the next evening when the market was quiet. I still remember the fear and anticipation as I went down the stone steps into the gloomy toilet which was dimly lit and smelled of piss. A couple of older men were there already, one kneeling in front of the other and sucking his stiff cock. I nearly fainted with surprise and excitement. They saw me looking and the one being sucked just waved to me to come over. I did so, and the kneeling guy was soon tugging at my belt. They got my trousers and pants down and he sucked my cock. I was in heaven! Anyway, before long they took me into a cubicle and bent me over the toilet bowl. They lubed me up and fucked me. They were very gentle, and it was a beautiful experience. Even then I was aware of the dangers of AIDs, but it felt so good I just stood there and let them cum in me. One wiped me with toilet paper and ruffled my hair and said thanks. Then they left. Even though I went back a lot, I never saw them again.

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

Opening a can of worms is what I'm known to do, so here goes. For me, the term "BBC" is just as offensive as the "n" word. Sexy is sexy and hot is hot, no matter the complexion of the man. Coming out to myself as QUEER, I realized I had to shed the prejudices I grew up with. Are we not all members of the human race, again with our differences being only one of complexion? Dominance/submissiveness is equally balanced among all of the "so called" races and the same goes for masc and fem. What attracts me to a man is the man himself and not what he's got between his legs. Every cock is beautiful, all shapes sizes and colors. Nothing is uglier than hatred and bad attitude is a total turnoff. That's my 2 cents.

I remember one time when cleaning seemed to take forever. Took a very long time until I felt it was safe. When the guy arrived I sucked him for a quite some time. Finally he bent me over, shoved his cock in and nutted immediately. To say I was frustrated and disappointed it was over in a few seconds is an understatement. He actually apologised! Luckily he followed it up with a round 2 that took a lot longer before he came again.

Yes for me. That would be horny too. I also love eating and rimming arse. Sharing cocks would be great too.

Part 39; As the Doctor got to tattooing me, my German AIDS stud kneeling before me had removed his oxygen mask, and was groaning as he licked, chewed, fingered, and rubbed my wet, soft, warm, and meaty prolapse. I could tell one of his hands was repetitively alternating between stroking his diseased Death-Meat and then rubbing on and around my NEG cunt and fingering inside it with his super loaded HIV & Hep C blood, and sticky Gonorrhoea pus fingers. I could only imagine that from all his licking and chewing of my sweet juicy prolapse that his chin, lips and mustache must surely be now covered in my neg cunt blood, his super viral loaded Dick blood, and his Gonorrhoea. Would he kiss me like that? My scalp was hurting from the tattooing, yet, I was in sheer ecstasy having my brand new and real sexual organ licked, fingered, rubbed, and chewed. This deathly thin skeleton was certainly a man of expert experience ... He knew how just to please me!! Finally the tattoo was done. Doctor Spike took a photo, and showed me, looking at me sternly with his sinister soulless expression; - There you go Charlie, just what you needed. It was no less than a reversed pentagram with the three upside down red nines nestled in-between the top two points! This was no mere drawing; I was now officially BRANDED! I was falling in deeper into my new life of depraved EVIL filTh, and if I were to change my mind about everything now, it was seeming like it would really now be too late. My fate had been already decided! Friedrich spoke out; - Doctor, help me up. I am ready to fuck this dirTy NEG fuck-pig now. Doctor Spike helped him up, then done something very strange, considering the circumstances. But, it was just one of his little twisted mind fuck games. He took a condom out of it's wrapper, and rolled it onto the thick, pus oozing and AIDS bleeding Death-Dick. He gave his trademark depraved evil smirk as he spoke; - Maybe you could try to have safe sex on your last ever fuck as a living human, Friedrich. He then clamped the catheters that were feeding me my Master's bitter tasting oily Beast-cum, and removed them from my mouth. Then also came the removal of the dental cheek retractor. And the IV drip as it had finished. Cannula staying in mind! He then went and fetched Igor, and wheeled him to the left side of my examination table, facing me. Friedrich looked down at his rubbered up Death-Dick for a few minutes, stroking it, and mumbling something in German to himself, and then, the animal within him removed the condom peeling it off so it was now inside out, so now the outer part of the condom was covered in fresh Gonorrhoea pus, and dirTy blood. He leaned over, and placed it on my forehead, dragging it back over a few times as to smear in his filTh. Doctor Spike addressed the Medical Chamber computer; - NATAS power down 'Hypno'. - Powering down 'Hypno'. In a quick moment the nasTy PiG-faGGot SEX images, and the deep hard sounds of dark underground tribal beats abruptly stopped. There was now a hesitation in the air. - NATAS, bring the gates of HELL.- Bringing the gates of HELL. Suddenly, the Medical Chamber fell into pitch darkness. No one spoke or done anything for the next few minutes, and with each passing second the atmosphere became increasingly tense and electric. THEN ... The wall to the entrance of the Chamber burst into a long wall of flames, from corner to corner of that wall, lighting up the entire room. Then came the sounds, of beasts growling, lost souls wailing, flames crackling, and demons snarling. Doctor Spike put on Friedrich's head a Leather executioner hood. I couldn't properly see what he looked like with it on as his head was bowed as he kept busy rubbing his BARE pus oozing, and HIV-Hep C bleeding POZ Death-Meat over and around my sweet, wet and warm velvety NEG prolapse. He also alternated with entering inside my flopped out cunt with just with the tip to his highly charged fuck tool in between rubbing over and around on the outside. I could see his mouth and lips though as they kept contorting with a depraved lust for a sick and nasTy Death-Fuck. I was to be his last fuck alive, and he was USING me just how he wanted. He now slid inside me an inch, holding steady his position. He looked up, and stared deep into my eyes; FUCK, what a sight before me. His leather executioner hood was a stark contrast to the yellow to the whites of his eyes and his sunken yellow-grey gaunt face. His body not only emaciated, but also a yellow-grey colour, with bones protruding all over. Yet his Death-Dick, his wonderful thick uncut pus oozing, blood trickling Death-Dick was super HARD with just 1" so far of his super toxic 8"s pulsating inside of my warm soft open wide NEG cunt. I was now very open wide, and READY for him to fuck the HELL into me, and give me the last of his life force, for eternity. The flames (the closed gates behind him leading to HELL) behind him were strong, framing his pale deathly frail body beautifully, and highlighting his chin, lips, and bushy mustache which were as I had imagined, all wet and sticky from his Gonorrhoea pus, my NEG cunt blood, and his super high viral loaded blood. THEN, he leaned in to kiss me, contaminating my lips and lower nose with his wet nasTy filTh ☢️☢️, and my ever diminishing innocence. As he leaned in he naturally slid all the way deep inside of me. Even though my welcoming and accommodating juicy boy-cunt was super wide now, bruised, battered, gaping, and had been taking ginormous Beast Dick, and Sir's forearms, I could feel him fill me up and feel his HIGHLY charged Death-Meat slowly fuck me. He stuck his tongue deep into my mouth, kissing me deeply. It felt amazing, and I reciprocated, even though his breath actually smelt like a sewer. It smelt and tasted absolutely disgusting, yet, it was turning me on so much knowing he was taking what he wanted based upon pure animalistic instinct, and taking what for the moment was HIS, contaminating my ever increasing defiled body and soul. I was physically retching at the foul taste and smell of his sewer breath, yet I instinctively kept pushing my tongue in deeper into his throat. Doctor Spike spoke; - NATAS unlock ankles from stirrups and unlock wrists from arm rests. *CLICK* ... *CLICK* !! The computer responded; - Ankles and wrists 'UNLOCKED'. I was now no longer restrained. Was I now about to request to be let go, so I could return to my boyfriend Richard? And where is Richard? 😈

fuck this is the hottest thing I've ever read

“I can’t believe you are still hard!” ”you always cum a lot” and this one I get a LOT: “I can’t stop thinking about your cock”

Part 22 - Taken Down Jacob woke with a shudder, beads of sweat on his forehead from the dream he just had. He frantically tried to recall what he had been dreaming about, but his sub consciousness was fighting his attempts to remember. Suddenly he put his hand over his stomach and felt the warm slimy mess, whatever it was had caused him to have an orgasm in his sleep. He tried to put the pieces together believing it was a result of his date earlier that evening. The girl was hot and she loved his tattoos, they had gone back to her place fondling each other and making out. No matter what she did he just couldn't get aroused, he put his orgasm down to a delayed reaction to her. Wiping up the mess he settled back looking up at the ceiling, all he could remember was feeling legs wrapped around him, the person underneath was just a blur. Maybe he should hit her up again he mused, he looked at his phone it was only 5am, he turned over and fell back to sleep. The ping on his phone woke him again, he tried to go over the dream again, nothing would clear the image sufficiently enough to understand it. He picked up his phone and saw a message from Ben, completely forgetting that at some point yesterday they exchanged numbers. The message was brief '9am gym, don't be late.' It was already 8am and without any hesitation he jumped out of bed tripping over the bags of clothes that JP had dropped off yesterday, he was showered and changed in 10 minutes and out of the house. He decided to walk the 35 minutes as there was plenty of time, halfway enroute he stopped and just starred ahead completely lost in his thoughts. No one had ever made him jump out of bed so quick or come running at a simple text message. He continued walking towards Wimbledon. Ben was standing at the door smiling at him as he walked up the drive to the front doors. "I didn't know if you would come or not." "I did stop halfway and found it funny that I just dropped everything to come here." Ben gave him a hug, they walked in and down to the gym. He was thinking how strange that Jake was not there to meet him. "Where's Jake?" "Oh he and Marco are swimming they finished their workout early as they are going out." "Oh right." "Your not going to freak out on me are you?" "Not today." Jacob laughed as he changed in to the clothes Andre had left for him. Ben got Jacob working and then went to the other weight bench. Fabian appeared to do his workout, seeing Jacob there made him smile as he said good morning to him. Jacob had done 25 minutes and was tiring so he went over to Ben and watched his incredible arms lift the weights with ease. He was surprised when Ben asked if he was going to continue standing there or spot him. Jacob walked over behind Ben's head, they eyes meeting every now and then. Workout done they left Fabian on the running machine as they headed upstairs towards the pool. Jake and Marco were talking to Andre in the Orangery, he came over and gave his brother a hug. "I didn't know you was here." "Ben invited me over to work out." "Oh, we have to go out, will you stay for lunch?" "If I am not in the way." Fabian walked in and told Jacob he was not in the way and to please stay before telling Jake he would be ready in 10 minutes. "Are you all going out Jake?" "Yes, only for a couple of hours, Andre and Ben will be here." Jacob thought twice about asking where they were off to, anyway Ben was by now pushing Jacob to move. They said their goodbyes, and waited for Fabian to join them. Fabian walked in to the room looking at Jake who had worried look on his face. "What's troubling you Jake?" "Do you think it is safe to leave them here alone?" "I am more worried for Jacob, Ben and Andre can be a handful, but they seem to be calmer with Jacob around." "I guess it will be okay." "Ready Jake, Brad is waiting for us next door." Today was the day Jake was getting his family tattoo and was a little nervous but excited. Most of the family were waiting except Ben and Andre, ready to welcome Jake when finished officially in to the family. Brad took Jake in to his home studio and the work commenced on his lower back. After an hour Jake emerged somewhat sore, he turned around and showed off his only tattoo. Kisses, hugs and champagne flowed. Jake looked at Fabian and Marco announcing how irritating it was that he couldn't swim for a week until it had healed properly. Brad came over and gave Jake an extremely extended kiss, and gave him some ointment and covering. Fabian reminded everyone that the family Sunday dinner was at 7pm as they departed, the slipped through the gate back to their own garden. Turning the corner at the side of the house towards the pool terrace they stopped in their tracks aghast at the sight before them. Jacob was being pushed by both Andre and Ben to swim a length further each time. Done with his swim he sat on the steps in the shallow end, watching the both of them continuing with their swimming. Each time Andre reached close to Jacob he would splash him deliberately and make a quick about turn, Jacob sat there laughing and though next time he would be ready for him. Andre was getting closer so Jacob adjusted his position ready to pounce, Andre's head went back under the water in tune with his stroke as he came up he peered but he had gone. He stopped swimming but before he realised Jacob's arms went around his body and held him tight and firm. "Not this time splasher." Andre squirmed calling for back up from Ben, he was making no real effort to escape, but Jacob could hear Ben swimming faster towards them. Andre scooped water and was splashing the both of them. He hadn't really banked on the idea of Ben, he suddenly remembered Fabian's warning about them both being trouble when together. He was running out of time as Ben was getting within feet of them, he let go and pushed Andre towards Ben then high tailed it out of the pool and stood at the terrace laughing at them. They were both smiling and stepping forward until they stood a couple of feet from Jacob. Andre put his arm on Ben's shoulder as they stood looking at him with mischievous grins on their faces. Ben took a couple of steps away from Andre, Jacob put his hands up in a surrender fashion. Ban and Andre looked at each other then nodded. Jacob spun round to run away but Ben was to quick. He caught Jacob in a frontal bearhug and lifted him off the ground in one sweeping movement, Andre moved him and grabbed his legs holding them firmly. Jacob was wriggling to get free but he already knew his attempts would come to nothing. Jacob spotted Jake standing with Fabian and Marco and started pleading with them for help in between his laughter. Jacob was blind to the fact that his cock was hard as a rock and very visible to everyone looking. Marco tapped Jake on his shoulder. "Should we recue him?" "I think it wold be rude to spoil their fun Marco." "Hmm, he does seem to be enjoying it, your brother has a big dick." "Doesn't he just. I suppose we should stop it." Marco called across the group. "Ben, Andre put Jacob down, Now!" They looked over and shouted back 'Okay', they moved towards the pool and began swinging Jacob, he felt as light as air flying over and down in to the pool. Jacob knew eventually this would happen, he crawled to the edge and hauled himself out then tried to stand up but limped with an loud ouch. Ben and Andre came running over him to help, he put his arms around Ben and Andre's shoulders before shouting 'Suckers' and pulled them back until all three of them fell in to the pool. Jacob being prepared quickly climbed out of the pool, swiftly followed by Ben who gave chase, within seconds he caught up with Jacob and rugby tackled him to down on to the grass. They rolled around as each one tried to get the upper hand but Jacob was overpowered easily by Ben, his legs clamped around Jacobs waist and his arms secured around his body. He was immobilised, heaving but laughing. Ben tightened his legs the more Jacob laughed, but suddenly he stopped, laying there held tightly by Ben's legs the mist cleared and his dream as vivid as life came rushing back. Surely he didn't have a wet dream about having sex with Ben, it dawned on him that his cock was so hard it was trying to tear itself away from his body. Ben sensed the change and quickly released Jacob and rolled on to his back, he thought he may have pushed him to far again. Jacob rolled on to his front trying to hide his arousal, his head full of confliction, but he liked girls, or did he like Ben way more than he should. Ben stood up and nudged him. "Are you coming I think it is lunchtime." "I need to rest here for a bit." "Are you worried they might see your turned on?" "What the fuck." "Jacob, a lot of men get turned on play fighting, straight and gay." "Really?" "Yes, come on, I am starving." Jacob took his hand and Ben heaved him up off the ground, Ben put his arm around Jacob and they waked up to the decking for lunch. Andre had joined the others and they all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief that nothing exploded. When they reached the deck and joined the others it was Jacob that spoke first. "Fabian, I think I need to use your gym more if I can, I need to be able to match these two." "Of course Jacob, I did warn you what they were like. Your brother found out the hard way as well." Jacob was still feeling weird at having people serving them food especially as it was mostly Andre and the other guy he knew as Luke. What started out to be a mostly overcast warm day cleared during lunch. Jacob relaxed in his chair enjoying the warmth of the sun beating down now. Ben suggested they all go to the pool and get some sun. Jake kept his t-shirt on to hide is new tattoo from his brother, he missed out on the swimming and fun the others were having. Jacob kept giving curious glances at his brother unsure why he was acting so strangely and avoiding the water, but no one else pressed him on the matter so he let it go. The afternoon went by quickly before Jacob announced he was adequately sun ripened and had to go, he needed to get some good sleep for his new job in the morning. Jake offered to walk him to the door, Ben told Jacob that he should come over after work to workout and that we get him some proper gym clothes for tomorrow. Jacob now back in his own clothes walked across the entrance hall with Jake. "Did you enjoy yourself today Jacob?" "Yes it was good fun, you are lucky having all of this." "I never expected it to turn out like this, but I just happened and I fell in love as well." "He is a good fella, I can see why, but I never had you down as going for someone with muscle and older." "Eight years isn't much, I always thought it would be someone my age. But you just never know." "Mum and dad were a little shocked, mum is okay with it, dad is coming round, I think he likes Marco." "I hope so, but you know with dad it will take time. You and Ben seem to hit it off." "What do you mean?" "He likes you, plus your someone else for him and Andre annoy." "Do you know, I feel sad when I leave here but happy when I return." "It does have that effect." Jake opened the door and said he looked forward to seeing him tomorrow and hearing about his first day at work. His brother turned and hugged him tight. Jake returned the gesture and then shocked as Jacob leaned in and kissed him goodbye. Jacob quickly let go realising what he had done, he had never kissed his brother and it was on his lips. He turned and muttered bye as he rushed out. Marco was standing in the entrance hall, Jake stood with a bewildered look. "Well that was a weird." "You saw that?" "Yes." "I don't think he meant to." "It looked rather intended I think." "You don't think... No. Can you help me change the covering and put some ointment on." "Of course babe." They went upstairs Marco tenderly attending to Jake's tattoo, then they dressed for the family dinner.

Part 19 - Straight Men In The Room Jake and Marco walked in to the library where Fabian, Paul and Ben were waiting. Fabian had already briefed Ben about the 3 guests being straight. Andre served mojitos to them all as Luke appeared followed by Dave and Joe. Paul went over to them shaking their hands before introducing Fabian the owners of the company. He introduced Ben and Marco as Jake's partner. The guys were taking in the sumptuous surroundings as Andre served them their drinks and Paul made small talk with them. Luke reappeared and called Marco over. "What is it Luke." "Jacob is here but he is standing outside." "Help Andre, I will go get him." Marco slipped out without Jake noticing who was talking away to Dave and Joe about their first week in the new job. Marco opened the door and looked at Jacob asking him to come in. "It's a bit to grand, I won't fit in. I think I should go." "Jake will be very upset if you don't show." "I'm not really dressed for it though." "Come on, you can have one of my shirts to wear for dinner." Jacob stepped inside and Marco took him upstairs to the dressing room. He was visibly nervous as Marco picked a shirt out and handed it to Jacob, he slipped out of his t-shirt. Marco being Marco couldn't help but look at his body and tattoos. Jacob was in awe it was a home inside a home, he had never been in a house this big or grand. "Does Jake live here?" "Yes, this is our little private sanctuary but we have use of the whole house and grounds." "I've never seen anything like this." "Hope you don't mind me saying so Jacob, but you have a good physique on you, do you work out much?" "I have some weights at home, but can't afford to join a gym." "That shirt fits perfectly and looks great on you, do you feel ready now?" Jacob looked in the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair, unlike Jake who cropped his, Jacob sported a longer style. They both went downstairs toward the library, a weird deja-vous feeling came over Marco, only a few nights ago he and Jake did the same thing. Marco entered the library followed by a sheepish Jacob, Jake came over and hugged his brother telling him how happy he was he came. He took Jacob to meet everyone, to his credit he shook everyone's hand without hesitation. Finally they walked over towards Ben. Jacob looked at him and his incredible arms, they shook hands. "I hear you have tattoos Jacob, I would love to see the work one day if you don't mind." "Err I guess so. You have great biceps." "Thanks, takes a lot of work and training as I am a gymnast." "Must be great being able to do all that sort of stuff." "I'll happily show some of what I can do." Jacob sipped on his mojito loving the taste, it was the first time he had drank a cocktail instead of lager. Fabian and Paul finished talking to Dave and Joe and shifted over towards Jacob where Paul was first to speak. "Hello Jacob, hope your feeling at ease. Have you spoken with Dave and Joe yet?" "No." "Well you should, they started working for me this week. They are good friends to your brother." "Just friends?" "They are straight if that is what your trying to find out. Apart from you three everyone else here is gay. I hope that doesn't worry you." "A little but I am still getting use to Jake being gay." "Are you patching things up with him?" "I would like to think so. So err, Ben. He is gay as well?" Fabian and Paul both chuckled before telling them he was. Fabian made his departure leaving Paul and Jacob to continue chatting, he invited Jacob to sit down aa little away from the group. "What do you do for a living Jacob?" "Not a lot, I fooled around at school to much and just drifted. Had a couple of jobs." "What would you like to do?" "Wish I had taken up IT like Jake. Maybe I wouldn't be such a mess if I had." "Your not a mess Jacob, very misguided I think." Jacob lowered his head and nodded in agreement. Fabian and Paul had already chatted about Jacob, Paul felt it was a good time to show his hand. "And if you had a job do you think things would sort themselves out?" "I dunno, I suppose they would as it would give me something to focus on. But I could never get anything interesting." "Are you very hands one, I mean do you like fixing things?" "I fixed my dad's computer once. I surprised myself that I actually did it." "Hmmm. Jacob, how about you come work for our company, we always need hardware specialists?" "I realy don't know that much." "Everyone has to start somewhere. You will get on the job training and you will also go to technical college." "Are you serious?" "Yes, you will work here in Wimbledon where Jake, Dave and Joe work so you would know some people there at least." Jacob lifted his head and a slight smile spread across his face. "Well?" "Thanks, I will do it." "Great, I know Jake will be happy having you back in his life as well." "So what do I do?" "I will send you the details tomorrow, can you start on Monday?" "Yeah." "Good, you will start on a lower salary until you complete your college course, I can't teat you any differently." "Any salary is better than none." "You will work Monday to Friday 9am-5pm, and we will start you off at £30k per year." Jacob choked on his drink causing Marco and Jake to come over. "What's wrong Jacob, Paul?" "Jake, your brother is joining us and starting work on Monday." "Really!. That is the best news I've heard all week." Jake leant over and hugged his brother whilst Marco mouthed a thank you to Paul. Jacob looked at Jake saying he had no working clothes, he told Jacob not to worry and they would sort something out tomorrow and take him shopping. Ben reappeared and saw a completely different side to Jacob. Ben ever the one to like a bit of adventure was feeling attracted to Jacob, he liked how he looked and the edginess of him. Dinner was served in the Orangery, Jacob sat next to Jake and Ben and opposite to Dave and Joe. He was getting on well with his two new work colleagues who were looking forward to him starting work. Jacob was buzzing from the mixture of the cocktails and wine, knowing he had to keep himself in check he stopped drinking and went on to water. He was still coming to terms that he had a job on Monday and to top it all it paid a decent wage. It was the first time that he saw people actually being nice to him, he had nothing to prove as they just accepted him as being Jacob. At various times during dinner he found himself submerged in conversation with Ben, when they weren't talking he kept sneaking glances he liked him a lot and hoped they could be friends as well. As dinner finished Fabian suggested they all sit outside on the decking enjoying the last rays of sun. Fabian and Paul were smoking a couple of cuban robustos. Jake was nearby catching wafts of the smoke, Fabian seeing this offered his cigar to Jake who took it and took a couple of puffs before handing it back. He still loved the aroma and taste, more so, it reminded him of those enjoyable nights with Fabian. Jacob looked on in disbelief and commented on Jake smoking, he laughed and told Jacob that it is the aroma he loves. He thought he was getting pretty hooked on them but having Marco was a great diversion. As the evening wore on it had been a great success, Dave and Joe were the first to leave and thanked Paul and Fabian for inviting them over and sorting them out with jobs. Dave hugged Jake and said he was looking forward to seeing him in a few weeks at work. Joe who usually stuck to the handshake hugged Jake for the first time, he told him how grateful they both are at getting them the jobs. Jacob having never been at a dinner party figured that was his cue to leave so he turned to Jake who was sitting with Marco and Ben. "I think I should go now." "Please stay a bit longer Jacob, we have a lot to catch up on." "Thanks, just a bit longer then." He sat down next to Ben and chatted about his gymnastics. Andre appeared with drinks, Jacob stuck to his water and watched him as served the drinks then sat down next to Fabian. Andre started ribbing Ben saying how much he looked like a ballerina when he twisted in mid air. Ben made a move in his chair as if to get up, Andre provoked him further before he sprang out of his chair and ran down the steps in to the garden with Ben hot on his heels. Jacob didn't quite know what was going on until Fabian spoke. "Don't worry Jacob, those two are like naughty kids when together, they will be back in a minute." Jacob still looked trying to make out where they have gone, after a couple of minutes Ben appeared back on the decking and sat next to Jacob. He then heard Andre approaching the table. He was soaked through and laughing. Jacob asking what had happened, Ben laughed telling Jacob how he picked him up and threw him in the pool. Andre removed his wet shirt and trousers then sat back down next Fabian. Jacob just say there stunned at the scene of his body, he figured he was the same build as himself but more defined, he loved the way the water glistened off his body.

I agree w/ 18plus -- we are biologically inclined to breed and data is now showing that almost as many women now ADMIT to cheating as men. Monogamy is like religion - it's meant to control and maintain order, so everyone ends up hiding what gives the most pleasure. I think open relationships are the only way to go, personally. I know my ex wife and I both cheated with other men. My husband and I are open and regularly share/tag-team men and the occasional woman. Of course, since we are open, it's no big deal to play separately too -- sometimes its fun to have a secret fuckbud for a while, but eventually we share the story over some hot sex or ask our other sex pals to join in. For example, I have a sexy, hot black stud I met on BBRT who has been breeding me with his thick 8.5" weekly for a while, but hadn't mentioned any specifics to my man. Then last weekend, hubby said "I'd luv to watch you get fucked this weekend...it's been ages since I've watched a BBC (my favorite) plow your hole." I sat up the sling in the basement and invited my BBC pal over...when he arrived I was tipsy, high on poppers and already sprawled out in the sling, so hubby answered the door and led him to me before taking a seat in the corner to watch me get fucked and filled. My top guy left his jeans, t-shirt, shoes and baseball cap on -- just pulled his hard dick out and thrust it in me until he unloaded, then thanked my husband and left. My man used his load as lube and told me how hot it was and that we need to connect with him again. I spilled the beans and said this was like his 11th or 12th load in my ass since we met, which drove Hubby over the edge and he filled me with the second load of the night. That weekend, we ended up tag-breeding his two favorite bottom pals and then I wrapped it up Sunday night by taking two loads from my BBC pal...when I got home, Hubby was laying under the rim-chair ready to taste the delicious fruits of our fun. Early on it took us a while to get over jealousy, and fears, but we are happy, in love and embrace "fucking-as-sport" with the same spirit of sportsmanship and collegial brotherhood that others might hunt other wild animals or play a sport such as rugby.

Gotta love being parTied up and having uninhibited slutty fun at a bathhouse!

Part 3 I knew i was unlikely to last long with the sight in front of me and how good it felt having his warm tight hole wrapped round my dick, not to mention how risky it was here at work - what i'd always wanted to do. I was rocking back and forward with short deliberate strokes. I decided I didn't want to make him ask me to stop, but to be fair he seemed in a world of his own. I was actually worried it might be too noisy, so i pushed his head into the desk and steadied myself on his muscular back gradually sinking my dick further inside him. "Scott that feels, fuck, oh man, wow" was all he said. "You horny fuck" was my reply. I stopped briefly to look at my cock driving in his hole, I don't think i'd ever been this hard. "Mate, i'm gonna cum soon, it feels too good" i told him, but he was just moaning so i fired off 6 or 7 ropes of poz cum deep in his guts. I collapsed on his sweaty back as he was bent over the desk, both of us just panting. Gradually my dick slipped out of his hole and i felt some of my cum land on my foot. He turned round but wasn't looking at me as he sat on the desk chair and started to put his sock back on. I admired his body some more and that sexy messed up hair, those fit thighs as he rested his foot on the chair. Then i noticed the pool of cum on the desk, he'd shot his load while I fucked his cute ass, holy fuck! I hadn't noticed him wanking... We both got dressed pretty quickly and he left the office without saying anything. I started to worry a bit how this was going to pan out and we had another few hours left on shift, plus the rest of the week. But then I saw the little wet patch of my cum he'd left on the desk chair and started to feel horny about it all again. I'd stealth fucked a poz load into the guy but i resolved not to tell him and work out how I could persuade him to come back for seconds. I mean it must have felt good, he was a horny young foot freak so he'd probably be a bit weird but come around the next time he got horny. He came back to the office about half an hour later when some customers arrived, he leant over the desk to pass them some equipment they were borrowing and I couldn't help but perve on that ass i knew was full of my poz cum. I'd decided I'd tell him how good it was before we finished for the night so we'd confronted it before tomorrow. The rest of the shift was busy but i was probably semi throughout as I couldn't get it out of my mind. I had to have him again. I had to make him my sexy fuck bud and work out some of the fantasies running through my mind, plus he couldn't be totally innocent given how easy it was to set him off. "Ok so is it ok if i head off now" said Seb as it got to 9:30. "Can i just see you for a second" i said and nodded toward the gym cupboard and away from where the cleaners were working. He headed off a bit hesitantly but when the door had closed something snapped in my mind and i grabbed his dick without warning "i enjoyed that before and I know you did too you horny fucker, i'm happy to keep it a secret if you are, we've all got needs". "I, er, I have a thing for feet is all" he said. "If you tell me honestly it didn't feel good having my dick up your ass i'll never mention it again" i replied. "I'll give you tonight to think about it, if you decide you want my dick again I want you here tomorrow on time barefoot in my office, then i'll know your answer" and i opened the door to let him out...

It is just plain hot. I agree with all the previous posters. I think the taboo is a real turn on for me. Being a bottom it also makes me feel slutty. I love being on all 4's in a darkroom at a bath house and brimming over with excitement wondering who is going to give me the next load. Obviously anon isn't for everyone but for those of us that love it, no more needs to be said.

I abso.utely love te clone look of the 70's and early 80's - black hair, black eyes, heavy mustache, and dark tan body. I have rarely managed to bag one myself (I live in Kentucky - not a lot of that look around), but whenever I do, I feel like I am starring in a vintage porn film, and cum like crazy. Of all the 70's clones, Pierce Daniels was my all-time favorite fantasy fuck. It also turns me on to know that so many of them were in facted but didn't know how or why, and just kept fucking away with wild abandon. That's not exactly PC of me, but I am not making apologies for my fantasies.