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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.

Part 1; I met my boyfriend on a dating app. I was on it because that is what I wanted to find. He was of a short lean build, and 17 years my senior. My preference physically is that of someone who is a serious weightlifter. But in the game of finding love, concessions do have to be made. I was 21, and I was an anal sex virgin. Yes, I had sucked plenty of Dick, been rimmed, fingered, and kissed, but, that was it. I was saving my virginity for someone who would convert me. Yes, for a few years now I had been craving to become poz, and during that time I had read many forums, and know I was not alone in my quest. However, I didn't want it to be with some random. I wanted it to be from someone I know, and would have in my life in whatever capacity, boyfriend, friend, fuck buddy, whoever. I craved to have whoever would do the deed be part of my physical life, not just course through my veins. We had our first date in an old fashioned way, in a restaurant, and we really got on. We spoke about literally everything except sex. I knew he was a top, and vice versa. We had two dates like this, and we took our third one to his place. Still dining, but much more intimately. During our meal which he lovingly prepared and cooked (and it was delicious), he suddenly switched the conversation to a topic we had not remotely covered; - Do you use condoms when getting fucked? - Well, the thing is, er ... - Yes? - I'm a virgin! - Seriously? - Yes. I've been saving myself. I have done lots of other stuff, just never had a Dick in my Ass. He cleared his throat ... - OK. So of course you will be HIV negative. I hope this doesn't change anything between us, but, I am HIV+, and I do much prefer to fuck BARE! I liked where this was going, especially as we were heavily heading towards the direction of becoming romantically involved. - Are you on medication then? - Er, well, the thing is, I know I became positive 3 years ago, and was diagnosed 2 years ago.I do have a VL that hovers around between 90k to 155k. But have a healthy CD4 count, and feel fine, so, I haven't started medication yet. FUCK, this was Music to my ears. I couldn't respond verbally, as I got lost in his beautiful eyes. He had me. Or did he? - How comes you are smiling? You seem to be more than happy to hear what I have just told you!? - OK, the thing is this. I have been saving myself as I am a bug chaser, and I want whomever converts me to have a permanent position in my life. - I see. Well, as you know we really like each other, however, we need to discuss this properly. We chatted a bit more about it, then organically we spoke about other things too, which we of course found very easy with one another. I stayed over, and we had some FUN which culminated in him shooting his wonderful toxic seed down my throat. We went to bed, where we spooned, which felt magical with a guy I really really liked.

I know I'm a dumb fuckhole... and I know I deserve whatever I get.

Chapter 6; Having been not allowed to cum for a few days, and the intensity of my first sexual contact with my brother meant I was already exceptionally close to bolting my sperm all over myself. Brother Peter moved around making sure he got the best footage he could get. I knew I was super close and didn't want to disturb our parents downstairs, so I closed my mouth and then that was it, I was cumming, spraying all over my belly, chest, chin, and again the headboard. I wanted to scream out loudly with my euphoria, but, I had to keep schtum. And now for the performance that Sir wanted. I got to scooping up my fresh warm sperm, putting it on my mouth bit by bit, swallowing, then saying directly into camera; ''I am ready and willing to be a loyal, obedient, and subservient cum faGGot for you, Sir'' I repeated this several times until I had eaten my entire load. I trembled. What on earth was I doing? This is what I wanted, yet, the fear of the unknown reared its head. However, before I could over analyse things too much my brother placed my phone on top of my vinyl record box with it still recording, and again leapt onto my bed, maneuvered me so I was facing sideways to my phone, then shoved his dick into my mouth. What on earth was happening!? We'd shared many intimate cuddles over the years, but nothing sexual, not even a kiss, yet somehow Mr Jackson seemed to have indirectly unleashed something within my brother. He pumped away to the back of my throat, lasting all of about 30 seconds until he blew his load inside of my mouth. He withdrew his dick and could tell I was holding his brotherly load in my mouth. He looked down at me; - Swallow it Tommy. Swallow it all. I looked up at him and his contented smile, and slowly swallowed, feeling his cum slip down my throat. - Now lick me clean. Show your true eagerness to be trained. to be 'OWNED'. I grabbed my brother's dick, and suddenly forgot where I was as I got stuck in, licking the end of his dick over and over, and down his entire shaft, ensuring there was not a trace of cum left. Once done he dressed, and left for his own room. ''What just happened'' I said to myself as I properly realised I had just sucked my brother's dick, and swallowed his sweet load. Upon my realisation I felt a surge of arousal charge through me causing my own dick to become rock solid. I really wanted to wank off again, but, I understood that from this moment on my dick was completely off limits. As I tapped into my understanding of my dick's new redundant role I began to lose my erection, with my cunt-hole twitching in unison with each downward movement my dick made. I didn't want to be late sending the video, so sent it straight away without even thinking to view it first. It was only once it had completed going through that I thought to take a look. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My brother was really into all of it, and I found myself aroused by what I was watching. My dick that was now completely flaccid remained as such, with my cunt-hole intensifying its sensitivity as I at the same time felt an intense feeling of arousal in my belly. I had to stop watching it as I was just getting to worked up. I got dressed and went downstairs for some ice cream to cool down. Sunday was the one day I was allowed to cheat with my strict training dietary regime. Mother was in the living room, and Dad was in the dining area doing some admin where I joined him. Peter joined us a few minutes later, also with a bowl of ice cream. He sat next to me, and with one hand he ate, and the other he fondled my leg. FUCK. I came down to cool down. He really was not helping matters. I quickly ate my one cheat treat for the week, and hurried back upstairs as I was so sure our Father could smell the slutty cum smell that I was covered in by his other son, and see the uneasiness on my face. Truth is, he was too engrossed in his admin to notice, and even if he did clock on to what was going on he might not have actually become cross! Back in my room I saw several messages on my app chat with Sir; - Great video from a few nights ago boy. But what you just sent me this evening. Is that your brother Peter you were fooling around with? - Yes Sir. - Hot! He knows what he is doing. I permit you to play with him, and him only. Maybe your Father too, if he has the urge to use his faggot son. - Have I pleased you with both of the videos, Sir? - Yes you have more than surpassed my expectations of you this evening. Good boy. - Thank you, Sir.

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 ....

I did a last minute trip trade, one that would put me in Phoenix Friday night. My top fuck bud in town had plans that night, so I decided to head over to Flex to see what kind of trouble I could get into. I arrived about 10PM, and there was a decent crowd there. I started in the hot tub, and there were a couple of other guys in with me. A handsome daddy started rubbing my leg with his foot. I invited him back to my room, and he accepted. We kissed and sucked for a little while, and he asked me if I had any condoms. I said I didn't (I stashed them under the mattress) and he said he wanted to fuck me, but needed a condom. Damn it, not what I wanted. We stopped what we were doing and he said he'd be around for a few hours and would stop back by my room later. I cruised the hallways for a little while, went back to my room with the door open, and laid on my stomach ass up. No takers so I went back to walking around. I entered one of their "dark rooms" and there was a large crowd in there. It was completely dark except for a single red light bulb in the ceiling. I groped a lot of guys, I was groped, and had a few fingers in my ass. I found a hard dick in one of the darker corners and got on my knees so I could taste this stranger's thick dick. As soon as I stood up, he spun me around and pushed me against the wall. He then slid his dick in my ass and only stroked a few times before he blew his load. I stayed in the dark room for a bit before I went back to my room to chill for a while. When I returned to the dark room, the red bulb in the ceiling had been turned off somehow and it was completely dark there. I couldn't see a thing, only feel the bodies as I tried to walk around in there. I was hard and really turned on...I LOVE a completely dark anon scene and I found my spot for the night. I stood in there against the wall stroking my dick for a long time. Random holes would push onto my dick, dicks would slide up my ass, sounds of guys fucking would fill the room all without being able to see anything. I stayed as the crowd in there thinned, but would fill up again in a few minutes where more holes would push onto my dick, and I'd have more dicks filling my ass. I lost all track of time in this hedonistic corner I found. I went back to my room to check the time, and it was now 2am. I'd been there for 4 hours, but really needed to get back to my hotel as I'd been up for 22 hours at this point. I'd only taken one load all night, but I needed to get off. So I went back to the dark room. Immediately I found what felt like a very nice ass bent over the padded platform. I fingered his lubed up hole and slid my dick in. I wanted to fuck for longer, but I was too horny. I wound up seeding this hole in less than 2 minutes. I was back in my hotel by 3am and slept soundly for 10 hours. I'd be in Indianapolis Saturday night with plans to hit the baths there. That story to follow...

There’s is nothing like that feeling of receiving a hot cum injection. I call it ‘cumjoy’, though post load bliss is a closer descriptor. While I am open to a cuddle from the fucker that bred me in a one-on-one setting, I usually just want to ride that wave of pleasure all on my own...sometimes while fingering my cummy used hole while slow stroking my cock. But since my preference is for fuckparties and bathhouse scenes I am usually in a headspace to find the next fucker to plow and seed me.

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We both crawled onto the bed facing each other staring into each other’s eyes. Dave reached out and started to rub my chest hair. “I know your nervous and probably a little scared, and I get it. Just lay back and let me see you, touch you, and taste you.” With that he pushed me on my back and leaned up over me, he started rubbing my nipples then Started to kiss and suck on them as his hand moved down to my throbbing cock. He slowly started circling the head with his finger, swirling the pre cum around my cock. He looked up at me “I think it’s time I taste some of this pre cum you’re leaking”. He moved down my body trailing little kisses as he went. Fondling my balls, then I felt his warm breath on the head of my cock. My eyes rolled back as he took me into his mouth, feeling his lips gliding up and down my shaft, his tongue rolling around my head. I was in complete heaven. I could feel all my worries and nerves just washing away as he sucked my cock. His hand massaging my balls. Dave lifted his head and looked at me. “How’re you feeling now?” All I could manage was a garbled moan. He laughed and asked me to spread my legs open more. I immediately complied. I looked down and he was wetting his finger with his mouth. He took my cock back in his mouth and I felt his finger start to probe my crack and then his finger touched my hole. I almost jumped with the sensation of it. He started to apply pressure with his finger as his mouth continued its magic on my cock. I felt my hole opening for his finger and then it was in me. Slowly moving in and out matching his strokes with his mouth. I knew if this kept up I was going to cum. I wasn’t ready yet! “Dave!” I moaned out. “I’m getting close, I don’t want to cum yet!” Hearing this, Dave started moving his mouth faster and started to piston his finger in my hole. I couldn’t hold back and yelled out “OH GOD! IM CUMMING!!!” It had to be one of the most intense orgasms I ever had. It felt like I came two or three times! Dave swallowed every drop and kept my cock in his mouth as I came back down to earth. When my breathing was back to normal, Dave came back up to lay next to me. I looked at him and he had a devilish grin on his face. “I really didn’t want to cum yet!” I told him “I know, but your were so nervous, I needed to help you relax. We have all weekend and even evenings this week. Plenty of time to have more fun. I also wanted to show you that we’re just two guys having some fun. Nothing to be scared of. The biggest difference and what makes it special is we will share a bond.” ”You’re right.” I said laughing. “I know that was fun!” “Let’s watch some TV and relax, then we can have more fun?” ”Sure, let’s order some room service too” I said smiling at Dave.

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.

Back from the gym I signed on and started fielding post. Several tops did not respond since the neg bottom hit them up, some responded did you read my profile and to those Mark sent back that he was poz friendly and most of those said count me in, by Wednesday morning there were 40 pots that said they would be up for it. I figured only a third of those would show up. I posted a few party ads, gangbang Thursday Night and got tons of responses. Mark hit up Jack and told him he had a solid 10 but be prepared for more and Jack said that would be amazing and that he would go home at lunch and make sure the package was there. Jack hit Mark up at 4 PM and said the package arrived and you sent two jocks, Jacks. Jack said You will need to wear it and you will have one to change into if yours gets wet from all the cum. You see the instructions? Note cards and arrow? Jack said yes, follow the instructions and I be in touch tomorrow so we can finally get that hot ass loaded. Jack signed back on to the fake profiles and gave only the hotties poz guys the address but not the apartment number. The craigslist post would only talk about Neg bottom taking loads. Jack signed off and went to bed.

Part 43; I started to feel alongside my meTh high a deep submission before this wonderful Beast, and as a result I instinctively leaned back placing my hands on the ground behind me as I knelt, looking up at him in awe. His white purple veined knotted Werewolf Dick 🐺🍆 would repeatedly twitch at the base, and each time it did he would ejaculate a massive thick demon load 💦💦 (TWICE the huge amount my Master would unleash), with it spraying all over my body, onto my face, into my open mouth, and onto the dry soil that surrounded me. This went on for about quarter of an hour, Friedrich howling at the Moon 🌕 and seemingly completely unaware of me, as he continued to frequently ejaculate, DRENCHING me in his Werewolf-Demon seed. His howling eventually stopped as he took his loyal gaze from the moon and looked at me, growling, and snarling as thick smelly saliva dripped and swung from his ragged jaw. He picked up my heavily Werewolf-Demon sperm soaked body, stood me upright, spun me around, and slammed his veiny knotted shaft deep into my guts, pulling me in tightly with my soft firm human flesh against his rippling hairy Werewolf body, gripping onto me tightly with one hand around my waist, and the other around my throat. The knot was so wide that it was very uncomfortable, but before I could say anything he started to power rut me. It was too much. 🐺👦 - PLEASE stop. It's too much. I need a break. Ple ... Why would a super horny rabid Demon-Werewolf listen to this submissive Fuck-PiG. I had no say anymore. If someone or something wanted to use me for their sexual appetite however they wanted, it was their absolute right. He ignored me and kept his firm grip on me, rutting in the moon lit night. Every few minutes he would ejaculate a big load DEEP inside of me without even pausing for a second. Naturally after a while I soon became like I was with my Master, that being my abdomen once again becoming heavily distended as my guts had no choice but to accept the dirTy Demon sperm that was filling them way beyond their usual capacity. Soon not only was the knotted Dick hurting me as it impaled me, sliding it's full length repeatedly in and out of my battered boy-cunT, but I was also now full of Demon filTh to the point of discomfort. I had to take what was being given to me. After a long while of animalistic Werewolf rutting I heard Doctor Spike stood by the doorway to my Master's run down mansion call out. But I could not understand him, as he now spoke in Demon language; - Friedrich, you will bring to me little Charlie, and follow me. And KEEP your Dick impaled tight into his sweet and soft human boy-cunt. Keeping himself impaled he flew the short distance to where Doctor Spike stood, whose body was again in Lizard form, but his head was in his scary, sinister, pale and gaunt human form. He walked into the house, and down into the basement, as we followed. And here I was, once again, at the entrance to the medical chamber. The code was punched into the pad; SA66TA6N, and the door clicked open. We all entered, with my Demon-Wolf still impaled inside of me, still fucking me, and STILL frequently blasting his dirTy-Demon seed inside of me. I really could not anatomically accept much more of his filTh. Doctor Spike once again addressed the central Medical Chamber computer; - NATAS, lock the Medical-Chamber door, and bring the gates of HELL.- Locking Medical-Chamber door. Bringing the gates of HELL. Just like earlier the Medical Chamber fell into pitch darkness. I was STILL being fucked, and I was now so FULL of Werewolf-Demon sperm that the internal pressure inside my guts was now forcing my Demon's knotted Dick to partly push out, with his excess cum splattering onto the floor, 💦💦💦💦💦💦 even though he remained inside of me. Having Demon-Wolf cum being continually pumped inside of me ensured I remained HEAVILY distended. - NATAS, do you have Charlie's results. - Checking results. Affirmative. Results are as follows; HIV; Negative. Hep C; Negative. Syphilis; Negative. I wonder how much longer I would be getting a full set of negative results!? THEN ... Just like earlier, 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., and once again came the sounds, of beasts growling, lost souls wailing, flames crackling, and demons snarling. Soon I saw Sir (aka; 'L'), my Master and his 5 Goat-Beast Friends, and Friedrich's fellow Werewolf-Demon friend, Igor. Eight Demons eager and ready to use my NEG cunt, and soft plump human flesh for their dark-desires of the D-E-V-I-L. 👺I could see their intense hunger, and wondered if they would be joining the two demons I was already in the presence of. Doctor Spike had on his person the red rubber hood that I was wearing earlier, and, he put it on me, keeping the mouth and eye pieces zips opened, so I could still see and talk. He went over to the blood storage area, took a syringe full each of Igor & Friedrich's highly toxic HIV, Hep C and Syphilis blood, and walked back, over to where I was being fucked. And in his Demon language he spoke; - Stop fucking him. I need him to be still. My cannula port was opened up, and I took two big immediate blood-slams of blood that was so highly charged with wonderful nasTy diseased filTh, it was now absolutely certain I would convert; Multiple infections! -- Multiple strains! Doctor Spike flushed the toxic blood-slams with a sweeT big hiT of tina. The instant rush saw a storm of salty sweat rain down over me as I began to heavily perspire. It also made me grind my hips vigorously and push down my prolapse over the knotted Werewolf Dick that had its firm grip deep inside my human boy-guts. - Charlie, STAY still. - Sorry Doctor. - It's time your cannula came out, because, things are about to get VERY rough.

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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? 😈

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Part iii Surrounded by darkness once more I remained still. Naked and on my hands and knees waiting for the two men I had been left with to do as they would. Being unable to see after the light had been extinguished added a new dimension to my submission. I was completely helpless now. Stripped, humiliated and already bred three times I had given myself over to this new way of being. I had already cum myself once and even that didn't assuage my desire to take more cock. So here I waited; knowing I could only leave this squalid place once each man that wanted to had used me to their satisfaction. The fact they were poz was no longer on my mind, they had hard cocks and I had willing holes to please them. I was probably already tainted so I saw no reason not to take all the cum they could give me. Two sets of hands were tracing over my skin, both rough skinned, both making me shiver in the anticipation of what was to come. As one set of hands worked up my back over my shoulders the other was working lower, over my buttocks spreading and kneading my flesh with a strength that made me shudder. If he was this firm with just his hands what was he going to do to me with his cock? The man who had worked his way in front of me took hold of my head and tilted my face upwards, still unable to see, I felt warm weight against my lips and opened my mouth instinctively. The cock that slipped between my lips was a good size and tasted of sweat and precum. I had already sucked this cock tonight...oh shit! That meant the man behind me was Mr. Big. My head was held more firmly as if my realisation had been transmitted through the cock in my mouth. "Shhhh...relax and you'll be fine." The voice was from the man in front and then I felt the cold glass pressed to my nose. "Breath deep! As much as you can take." He just held the bottle and I just kept hitting it until warmth spread through me and I felt myself losing my ability to think straight. The poppers were my new best friend but even with them I still felt it when spit hit my hole and fingers rubbed around my sloppy, cum soaked ring. I moaned as it felt so good and the cock in my mouth was shoved to the back of my throat and held there. I would have gasped but here was no time, breathing through my nose just meant more poppers and I was already spinning. I screamed. Well I would have if I didn't have my face stuffed with hard dick. The only noise was choked off as I was held firmly in place. Tears streamed from my eyes though in this darkness they were unseen and I could only imagine they would have meant little if noticed. The cock head that had just invaded my arse was so fucking thick. Even after the rough fucking I had taken and the three loads of cum that had slicked my insides I was being stretched beyond anything I had ever known. I couldn't pull away with the man in front of me pressing me back working together with Mr. Big who had his hands on my hips holding me tight and I could tell he was much stronger than me. He was coming in and there was no stopping him. He didn't ram himself inside me but it was a constant pressure, a relentless drive forwards that spread my channel and kept opening me up deep inside. I felt like he was splitting me, tearing me His whole length was thick and getting deeper inside me. I had to breath the poppers again and again and I felt my body relaxing as I gave in to the invasion. I pushed down with my anal muscles trying to open my hole as much as possible and I was rewarded with a pat on my ass cheek as he clearly felt his way forward was easier. The final jab took all my breath away but I felt his balls slap against me. Mr. Big was all the way in. Number Two pulled himself from my mouth and gave me another hit of poppers leaving me panting and light headed. I nearly collapsed to the floor, I certainly lowered my head as Mr. Big began to move. Slowly at first, he withdrew his massive cock from my arse and it felt like he was turning me inside out. I swear my passage was gripping him in a vain attempt to stop any more damage but he wasn't on the same wavelength as me. As soon as I felt his bulbous cockhead pulling on my ring he began his slow push back into my bowels. He would occasionally spit down between us adding a little wetness but I was still stretched tight around his member. Despite the slow movement, or perhaps because of it, the burning that had been enveloping my hole was becoming a hunger. My cock, which had softened from the initial pain of the penetration, was starting to thicken again and because of the pressure inside me it was drooling precum. I was grunting with every motion inside me. In and out, in and out, he was mechanical in his movement making sure my hole was sufficiently open for him. The spit and cum that soaked my anus and the effect of the poppers on me started to make me buck my hips following his movement. This and the fact his huge dick was constantly rubbing across my prostate had me moaning softly with each long stroke. With us both now working in tandem to achieve his total penetration of me, his strokes became easier. This ease of passage was quickly translated into a faster movement which had me gasping and grunting hard. "Oh fuck! So fucking big! Fuck!" My moans and cries were taken as a sign to go faster and he started to punch his prick into me. Jabbing thrusts of his hips that only took half his length out of me but kept me on edge with his every movement pushing more fluid from my cock. He grunted something that I didn't catch and he fucked me hard for about a minute shaking my whole body with the vigour of his pounding. Then he levelled off again resuming a long, slower, sliding fuck into me. I was delirious by this point. The fucking, the poppers, the whole situation had broken me into a fuck hungry hole and I was pushing myself harder onto him. I loved feeling this full, I loved being made to take this huge fuck tool inside me, I loved that these men all wanted to breed my sloppy arsehole. I started to beg for more. More cock, more cum, more of their virus. In answer I was given more poppers by the guy in front of me who just said above my head, "Yeah, this bitch is totally ready. I can't fucking believe he never got fucked before tonight!" Then hands on my head making me look up again. I expected to feel his cock once again sliding across my tongue, and I was hungry to taste his musk again. Instead I felt him lowering himself in front of me and then I was smothered, his fleshy cheeks spread in front of my face and his arse pressed back as I was instructed to lick. I licked, and licked. The cock fucking me pushing me on as my tongue became another sex organ. His taste was musky and sweaty and I felt my cock throb as I licked harder. This was the taste of a man. This was everything I was meant for. His hands gripped and spread his cheeks and he pushed his hole straight against my lips allowing me to kiss and probe his ring with my tongue. I ran the tip of my tongue around that muscle and pressed into the centre. He relaxed some and my tongue sank into the whorl. I wish I could have watched this scene from outside my body. Me on my hands and knees like a willing slut being pounded from behind by the biggest cock I've ever seen. At the same time pressing my face between the arse cheeks of another guy so I can rim his hole and relishing the task as only a true dirty boy can. As I did my best to fuck his arse with my tongue he was clearly wanking hard and telling me what good boy I was and how they were loving breaking me in. It didn't take long before the guy I was rimming moaned, "Fuck this feels too good!" He pulled away from my probing tongue and moved around behind me. Mr. Big slowed his fucking and leaned back. This allowed Number Two to straddle me and I guess point his cock directly at my hole because I felt him shuddering and the splatter of wet heat across my crack as he unloaded his cum. He must have been trying to get as much as possible on my hole and all over Mr. Big's dick because once he was done, signified by a firm slap on my arse, he moved away and that huge cock began fucking me again. The pace increased but the added cum was slicking my ring and the motion felt much easier. More poz cum being pushed into me and I was grateful for it. My fingers flexed against the concrete floor as that shaft kept on sliding in and out of me. As he sped up his thrusts I was pushed forwards my shoulders sagging leaving me face down and arse up giving him the angle to long dick me easily. I had been forced open by his monster cock and part of me wondered if I'd ever feel anything smaller fucking me again. The rest of me was focused on the feeling rising in me, the building pressure from his ceaseless pumping. He picked up his pace again and I was barely holding on, a gasping wreck moaning into the floor about big dicks and fuck and so good. Overwhelmed by sensation I couldn't stop myself, there was barely any warning. I involuntarily clenched my anal muscles down on his cock when he was buried all the way inside me and I came. My spunk pouring out of me in a stream splattering the floor as I cried out in definite ecstasy. At this Mr. Big's hands tightened on my hips and he started hammering into me. I swear each thrust was pushing more cum out of me leaving me delirious as my prostate was drummed making my orgasm high painfully long. Within a few minutes of this I could just register him tensing up and the tell of his thrusts becoming arhythmic. I couldn't tell if his cock swelled, I was already stretched beyond what I thought possible, but the roar he gave as he finally unloaded in me left no doubt. He held me firmly in place as he throbbed multiple times adding his own flood of toxins to the multiple loads already soaking into my anal walls. He gave a few more pumps of his hips making sure to push his load deep and he he slowly slid himself from my totally fucked hole. Once he was out I could feel the coldness of the air across my cheeks and arsehole and I knew it would be a while, if ever, before my hole returned to anything like normal. I was left in the middle of that filthy floor. My surprise that both men left couldn't have been more. I don't know what I expected but I think I smiled to the darkened room. Not only had I got what I came here for times a thousand but I had been left here after being utterly used. Somehow I liked that feeling. Somehow, after remaining in position for a minute or two, I felt the strength to move and I thought I really should before anyone else came in. Managing to raise myself on shaky legs I felt around in the darkness for my clothes. Nothing. Shit. My keys. Not to mention having to find a way out of here in just my trainers. "Ahem!" The cough that came out of the darkness was an announcement. I turned to where the noise had come from and realised the pitch black I had walked into had become a greyness. I could see the shape of a man near the doorway holding out the items I had searched for. Reaching out feeling relief tinged with embarrassment and shame at being discovered naked with spunk running down my legs from my gaped anus, I recovered my jeans and t-shirt and pulled them on hurriedly. The man chuckled and there was a timbre to his voice that I recognised, the daddy from before had come back. "Thank you!" It was all I could think of to say. I didn't know if I was thanking him for returning my clothes, or for everything else he had done including removing them in the first place. "My pleasure." He replied with a grin playing across his face, "Yours too I think, given how much you seemed to have enjoyed things. I get the feeling we'll be seeing you around here before too long." He stepped aside and I walked out into the lighter beginning of morning. I walked a little unsteadily across the gravel back to my car, only one or two cars were left in the lot and once again I felt a little self conscious especially as on this walk I could feel the dampness from the spunk soaking the back of my jeans and I was now clearly visible. The drive home was a little uncomfortable but as I played out the events of the night in my head I could feel my cock stirring between my legs and the last thing Daddy said to me repeating itself over and over. "We'll be seeing you around here before long." I couldn't help but smile and wonder precisely how long it would be.

Part 25 - Jacob's Weekend Jake was worried as his brother and Ben were late. The door opened in to the library as they came rushing in. Ben immediately went over to see Fabian and apologise for being late as they just lost track of time, Jacob shyly walked behind him, Fabian asked Jacob if he wanted to spend the weekend at the house as the weather forecast was good with hot sunny weather. Before Jacob could answer Ben intervened. "Come on Jacob please stay this time, I promise to behave." "Okay Ben, if you are sure Fabian and I wouldn't be in the way." "You can stay with me Jacob. Only if you don't mind sharing the bed." "Well it looks big enough for 4 people so I guess it would be okay, no funny business mind!" Fabian and Paul were laughing at their carrying on like an old married couple. Dinner was alfresco and Jacob steered clear of any alcohol, he was meeting every family member and Fabian even announced that Jacob was an honorary member of the family. After dinner Jake finally was able to get alone with Jacob. "How are you bro?" "Jake, can we talk alone?" "Of course, come on lets go down to the pool." As soon as he was comfortable they were out of earshot he confided in his brother. "Jake how did you know you were gay?" "Hell, I didn't expect that question. I suppose it was finding myself turned on more by men that woman." "So you and Marco, how did you know?" "We had the most amazing connection as soon as we met. Fabian told us he saw it straight away in our eyes." "Okay, only there was a thing that happened whilst I was with Ben." "Thing?" "He got in the shower with me." "Doesn't make you gay Jacob." "Yes, but he kissed me. I freaked and punched him in the stomach, it winded him but I think he is okay." "Oh Jacob. It doesn't make it wrong, but you should have controlled yourself and handled it better." "It was hurting me inside after I did it. When he came out of the shower I kissed him." "Oh I see. Do you think you are gay?" "I am not sure." "But why did you agree to bunk up with Ben for the weekend?" "If I knew that we probably wouldn't behaving this conversation." Jake was blown over by this revelation coming from Jacob. "Give it a little time Jacob you will discover what it is you want. Does anyone else know?" "No. Ben said he would not tell anyone about the incident." "I respect that but I think you should tell Fabian, it is best to be honest with him." "I don't know if I can talk about it yet." "Have faith in Fabian, he will give you privacy if you need it, do you want me to come with you?" "No, when should I do it?" "I would wait until after dinner. Just say you want to talk to him alone." They wandered back up to the pool as Jacob admitted to Jake that he liked Ben but wasn't sure if it was love. Jakes phone rang, he didn't recognise the number but hit the answer button. Jacob overheard the last part of the conversation and was arranging to meet someone at the corner of the road the house was on. Jake had a strange look in his eye. "Well tonight is turning out a bit weird." "What?" "First you and that phone call was cousin Zack, he wants to talk to me. Do you know if he is gay?" "Zack... well he has always been a little distant after he turned 18." They reached the group and sat down to enjoy Fabian and Paul celebratory dinner, Jake was telling Marco about Zack who gave him the told you so look. Everyone was in high spirit and mingling around as the part went on. Jacob caught Fabian's eye and hinted for him to follow, Fabian caught up and guided Jacob to his office for some privacy. "Jacob you look a bit worried." "Can I be honest with you and you not judge me?" "I always respect peoples honesty Jacob. It keeps it real." "Okay, Ben and I had a bit of trouble and I ended up punching him." Fabian looked intently at Jacob. "What caused it Jacob?" "He kissed me in the shower." "Well that's no surprise coming from Ben and I think everything is making sense now." "What do you mean?" "You like Ben a lot don't you, but your feelings are in turmoil?" "I think so. When he came out of the bathroom he wouldn't look at me." "Have you not realised Ben is attracted to you, he gets excited when he knows your coming over?" "I don't know what to do, am I gay?" "All I can say Jacob is look in your heart, follow your desire and the rest will happen, if it is meant to be then you will know." "I just don't understand my body at the moment." "Jacob I can only offer you a piece of advise, talk to Jake or myself don't keep it bottled up as it will destroy any chance of happiness." "Thank you." Fabian stood and Jacob did the same, he held his arms open and Jacob hugged Fabian. "Thank you for being honest Jacob, it earns you so much respect." They walked back to the decking, Fabian had his arm around Jacob and most of the family noticed this. Marco asked Jake what was going on, Jake smiled and said he would tell him later. Jacob felt a weight had been lifted off him and for the first time he saw things with much more clarity and knew he would not be judged by those around him. Ben walked up to them both and Jacob could see that the sparkle in his eye was not there as usual. He knew it was his doing and needed to fix it. Jacob freed himself from Fabian then hugged Ben and kissed him on the lips in front of everyone. Immediately he saw the glint in Ben's eye return, they stuck together for most of the evening. Jacob kept his underwear on as he climbed in to the bed next to a naked Ben. He laid on his back looking up at the ceiling, Jacob leaned over and kissed him on the lips before saying good night to him. Ben kissed him back then turned on his side facing away from him. Jacob laid back thinking, who am I kidding, face up to it idiot. He turned onto his side facing Ben and moved closer, he placed his arm over Ben's chest and felt a hand hold his own pulling him closer. The touch caused his cock to stiffen and smiling to himself he feel asleep next to Ben.

Part 20 - A Moment In Time Laughter was echoing all around the decking as Jacob and Jake talked and about growing up. Jake confessed up to Jacob that he had a mad crush on him as he turned 17, Jacob blushed before he replying that he just thought they had connected stronger before saying he was weird having a crush on him. They both looked at each other as tears streamed down their faces from laughing so much. Jacob looked at his watch it was already 9.30pm. "I really should be going guys, but I have enjoyed myself and glad I came over." "Jacob, you are welcome to stay the night, there are plenty of bedrooms here. Don't worry you will be safe." They all pleaded with him to stay before he finally gave up and looked at Fabian. "I don't know what to say, you have all been so friendly, and not judged me." "You are Jake's brother and he is family to us so you are always welcome here Jacob." Ben was getting shifty and bored before he stood up. "Right Jacob, want to see the pool?" "Pool, oh hell yeah. Err.. your not going to throw me in are you?" "No, your safe this time, but eventually I will." He stood up and waited for Ben to show him the way. Following like a puppy down the steps in to the garden, Ben was talking very animatedly, the rest watched and saw Jacob bend over laughing. As he righted himself Ban placed his arm around Jacob's shoulder just like brothers or cousins, or even lovers would do. They watched carefully but Jacob showed no reaction as they carried on walking and talking towards the pool. Paul was first to speak. "They seem to have hit it off well Fabian." "From what you guys told me about Jacob I would never have expected him to get on so well with Ben." "You know Ben always the charmer and get's his own way, you should know that Fabian." "Very funny Paul. I am just pleased he is comfortable being around us." Ban and Jacob reached the pool. "Wow, this is friggin amazing Ben." "How about it Jacob?" "A?" "Want to go for a swim?" "No, anyway I'm not a very good swimmer." "Well if you come round again I would be happy to teach you." "If you think you can put up with my frustration." "Come on, strip off and jump in with me. Anyway I want to see those tattoos of yours." "You first, I want to see how good your body really is." "Jacob... are you flirting with me?" "No, why would you say that?" "It was a very strange remark you made. But don't be upset about it, I don't mind if you were." "Well I wasn't." "So if you don't want to swim how about toe dipping?" Jacob shifted on the spot a little agitated at their exchanged, but he rolled up his trousers and took his shoes and socks off the same as Ben did. They sat with their feet in the water, a very awkward silence between them. Ben didn't want to push the issue and upset him so he laid back horizontally with his feet submerged in the water. Jacob broke the silence. "Have I upset you?" "Not at all Jacob. I thought I had pushed you to far." "Oh, you know about my aggressiveness?" "Yes. But your not aggressive I think it is a barrier you put up to look tough." "Everyone seems to know Jacob better than me." "Why do you do it?" "I don't know. I guess I'm scared of the future. Jake being gay really tore us apart and he I don't think he realised that." "Did it, or did tear you apart?" "None of your business." "I'm trying to be nice to you Jacob, I have had a great night laughing with you so stop putting up the fucking barriers." "I'm going back." "Why are you running Jacob? I though you at least liked hanging out with me." "I do." "What are you running from?" "Stay out of my face." Jacob was angry and Ben could see it in his face but his eyes told a different story. He picked his things up and walked back to decking. Puzzled faces greeted him, he looked at Jake and told him it was best if he went home. Jake took him out to the gate. "What happened Jacob?" "Nothing I should go home." "Come on, at least be honest with me." "It was Ben alright, he just got in my face." "Come round tomorrow at 11am, we can go shopping. Ben takes time to get use to, but he is a great friend to have." Jacob hugged his brother then left. Jake wandered back to the decking, Ben had walked back from the pool still with his trousers rolled up. Fabian and Paul were not looking happy with Ben. Fabian wanted to know what was going on. "Ben, what happened, why was Jacob so upset?" "I don't know, we were just talking, I thought I had upset him but he started unravelling his feelings." "Then what?" "I think I know the answer to that. His guard must have completely dropped and it left him vulnerable." "I'm sorry Jake, I didn't mean this to happen, I just thought we were getting on alright." "It's not your fault Ben, I think you just entered his personal space before he was ready." Jacob sat on the night bus looking out the window as it meandered through the streets up to Wandsworth. His head was whirring with emotions, unsure what they meant his closed his eyes and hoped he hadn't upset Jake by leaving the way he did. Marco stroked Jake's head as they lay in bed, he felt that Jake was a little upset. "What is it Jake." "Just hoping that Jacob is alright." He rolled over to face Marco moving closer as their lips met in unbridled love for each other. Jake kissed him hard forcing Marco on to his back. He kissed his neck and slowly worked down his body paying attention to his nipples and naval. Eventually he reached the tip of Marco's cock, he moistened his tongue and began to lick the shaft gently up and down. His lps opened and took the head in to his mouth, Marco moaned as he continued to caress Jake's head and shoulders. He loved the feel of Marco's body, his king soft and tight around each muscle. He tried to take all the head and shaft into his mouth, his very amateur attempt causing him to gag and choke several times. Marco pulled him up to kiss and positioned him so he was now straddling across his body. Jake's arse rested on his hard shaft as their tongues entwinned in each others mouths. Jake inched up and forward freeing Marco's cock which now sprang up and rubbed against his hole, Jake looked lovingly in his eyes and wiggle his arse until he felt the head inching it's way inside his body. He let out a moan of pleasure as his back began to straighten forcing more of the shaft deeper in to him. Their eyes never loosing contact until he finally felt Marco's balls meeting his arse, his head rolled back as he whispered Marco's name several times, rocking his hips as he did so. Marco gently thrusting upwards with every back motion Jake's hips did. Jake yelped in pleasured pain as he had never felt Marco being so deep inside him as he was at that moment. Connected with his lover, hands holding each others he continued to ride Marco for a long time. Marco trying to show some restraint as he enjoyed the feeling of Jake making love to him. The excitement building up, the burning passion running rife their bodies, nobody else in the world mattered as they became one with each other. Marco whispered how much he loved him, his hips thrusted up hard, his orgasm causing Jake's head to flip back as beads of sweat ran down his young body. He felt the cock inside him pulsing, Marco pushed Jake back he felt the cock going even deeper hitting his prostate. Jake grabbed Marco's legs as his own cock pulsed firing his seed over Marco's chest, the cock inside exploded and a warm gush flowed in to him. He wanted him badly as his arse pushed down harder on to Marco's cock intensifying his orgasm. He rested his body for a moment then Marco pulled him forward, arms wrapped around each other kissing and caressing each other. There they stayed until the both fell asleep.

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

I personally don't care if the cock set in front of my eyes is larger then mine, I am a Cocksucker!

It's hot for me simply because of the slut/humiliation factor. I'm there simply to please some guy who wants to get his rocks off. I'm a cumdump, fuck me, breed me, dump your load then leave. That's the attraction.

"Short and thick does the trick"

the big ones are always nice to look at, but some are so freaking big on the Internet you can throw them over your shoulder and burb them like a baby. I personally prefer no greater than 8". If truth be told the best fuck I have ever had came from a 5" cock that made me see stars when I was cumming. I could truly care less now about length I think about GIRTH. If they have too much length it is a pain, because no one ever wants to get punched in the kidneys and too much girth can be a problem too. Everyone has their perfect size:)

I agree MascMountainMain, the hottest thing about the 70s vintage porn with people like Al Parker was that the guys all looked normal, and natural, not like they were greased up with oil and smoothed. In my opinion, men should be natural and hairy the way nature intended! Some of the plots might have been cheesy, and of course most of the time the voices were dubbed because they didn't have videotape yet, but the sex was amazing and the bottoms were always hairy, hungry and eager to please, just like I like them Too mich of the porn today just just fake looking and most of the guys look the same..greased up, shaved, and stuff. But to each their own lol