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Chapter 20 Brandon The next month went much the same way. I would meet Scotty for our morning runs and at least three or four times a week I'd follow him home for a mutual sucking session. He'd always play with my hole as he was blowing me each time going in a little deeper. I found I really liked it, which scared the shit out of me. I could tell Scotty was trying to be patient with me. He never said a word but I knew he was getting frustrated that I wouldn't let him fuck me. So I did what every mature grownup does, I started avoiding him. Hey don't judge, I'm only 19. It had been about a month since my last blow job. I was horny as hell and I really did miss Scotty. I hadn't seen him in so long but was embarrassed for avoiding him. He'd texted me a couple times and at first I responded that I was too busy but then I just started to ignore him so of course he stopped texting. I felt really guilty but at this point I didn't know what to do. One of the best parts of my job was getting to know Matty. Even though we worked in different offices he'd been really helpful in showing me the ropes of working in a medical office. I loved how irreverent and funny he was, not to mention we were closer in age and he was hot as hell. It was officially 30 days since my last blow job and my right hand just wasn't cutting it. Matty and I had been eating lunch together every day. He'd come over and we'd eat in my office's small break room. I offered to go to him but he said their break room was being used for storage so there wasn't room. I just needed to check out my last patient of the morning then it'd be time for lunch. He was an older guy, I'd say about Scotty's age but not nearly as hot. I was making his follow-up appointment when I noticed he had the same tattoo on his wrist that uncle Pete and Scotty had. He saw me staring at it and asked, "you like my tat son?" "Oh, yea it's nice." "You got yours yet?" "Ahh, not yet sir." "Well, if you ever want a dose of my venom just let me know. I love sharing the gift." What the fuck! I just nodded, he smiled and left. I'd never really given that tat much thought but between Scotty's comments and that last guy it got me thinking. I had a little time before Matty was due so I jumped onto google to do some research. Working in a doctor's office I at least knew the tattoo was a biohazard symbol. What I didn't know was why anyone would want that permanently on their body, even if it did look really hot. I typed in biohazard tattoo meaning and my mouth hit the floor when I saw the result. Fuck me! Did that mean that guy, Scotty and my uncle were all HIV positive? That would explain Scotty's lecture about gifting and never wasting cum but damn that was a lot to digest. So of course that's the exact moment Matty walked in. "Hey cutie, how's your Wednesday going?" I quickly closed the web page and smiled at him, "it's been good yours?" "You look guilty, what were you just looking at," he asked with a wicked grin on his face. "Ahh, oh, nothing. I was just doing a bit of research." "Hmm, sure you were. Anyone ever tell you, you turn bright red when you get embarrassed?" "Scotty tells me that all the time," I responded guiltly, realizing I hadn't seen him in a month. "Come on let's eat, I'm starving." I got up and lead him to the break room. He caught his breath and I stopped and turned back to face him. "Well whatever you were researching, it seems to have gotten you rather excited," he said staring right at my crotch, which left absolutely no doubt whatsoever that I was rock hard. Well fuck me! "I, umm, yea, I, umm." "Yep, fucking adorable." He patted my ass and walked into the break room. He sat down and said, "okay, spill it, what's got you so horned up?" "Nothing, really it was nothing." "Right, if your cock was any harder it would have ripped out of your pants." I blushed even more. "I was just seeing what a tattoo meant." "Uh ah, and just what's this mysterious boner inducing tattoo?" He was really enjoying my discomfort. "The biohazard symbol," I answered quietly. "Well it's about fucking time!" "Wait, what?" "Scotty has been patiently waiting for you to pull your head out of your ass and realize your one of us." "I'm sorry, what?" "Come on Brandon. You're a smart boy, you know what I'm talking about." He reached over squeezed my hard cock, unzipped my pants, pulled my dick out and swallowed me whole. I was so horned up I shot my load in seconds. Then, without even thinking I took Matty's cock out and went to town. "Yep, you're nothing but a slut like the rest of us. It's time for you to aknowldege your place among us, stop being such a coward, take a dick up your fucking cunt and join your true family." With that he'd started cumming, and before I knew what was happing I was shooting my second load all over the floor. Damn! I had never shot a second load so fast. Matty patted my head, zipped up his pants, grabbed his lunch and said, "you know what you need to do. Scotty's been more than patient with you. If I were him I'd have taken your cherry weeks ago." He looked me straight in the eye and said, "stop pussyfooting around and embrace your destiny." With that he grabbed his uneaten lunch and left the room. I spent the rest of my lunch break in a state of aroused shock. I spent the next two days in even more of a haze. Matty didn't come over for lunch either and all I could think about was getting fucked by Scotty, taking his deased cum deep inside my ass. I mean I'd already swallowed his loads countless time, wasn't this just the next logical step. I watched lots of barebacking porn and consistently shot the biggest loads when the guys fucking had biohaz tats. I even watched videos on how to clean out to make sure I would be properly prepared to take a dick up my ass. I was still nervous as hell but if I didn't get fucked and fucked soon I think I was going to lose my sanity. So Saturday morning I made sure I was cleaned out, put on my old running shorts that left nothing to the imagination and headed out to change my life forever.

Chapter 19 Brandon had a big smile on his face the entire way back to the train station. “So what’d you think?" I asked as we waited for the train. "That was pretty amazing. I still can't believe he swallowed my cum, isn't that dangerous?" "One thing you need to know about gay men, you never waste a load. If it's not swallowed it should be planted deep inside an ass" "But don’t you worry about catching something?” I smiled at him, “but that’s half the fun. You never know just what special gifts you may be receiving." "Umm, okay, umm." The train arrived at that moment so we made our way to our seats. "Let me ask you a question. If someone gives you a gift but you say 'no thank you' isn't that being rude?" "Yea I guess, but it's not like we're talking about receiving a book or something. I mean I don't think a sexually transmitted dease isn’t something I would call a gift." "I don't know, a lot of guy think any gift received from their top is very special and they're grateful to accept them but I can see what you're saying too. I guess it's something to think about." I winked at him and changed the subject. He'd made great progress today. I never would've thought he'd let someone suck him off yet so I didn't want to push to fast; however, at the rate he was going, I'd be planting my poz load up his ass very soon. I didn't see much of him during the next week as he'd started his new job and was trying to get use to everything. I hoped it wasn't a sign that he was having second thoughts about getting sucked off. Saturday morning I got to the park for my run and was pleasantly surprised to find him waiting for me. "Hi Scotty," he said smiling at me, "sorry I haven't made it for our runs, this week has been crazy getting accustomed to my new schedule." "No problem kid, how's the job going?" "I like it. They're actually giving me more hours than they'd plan. I think based on what my mom told uncle Pete they didn't think I could handle much, so I've been trying to prove myself." "Damn, it's only been a week." "What can I say I like to prove my worth." He winked at me, smacked my ass, and took off running. Damn, he was progressing nicely. We finished our run and as we were cooling down he said, "umm, Scotty, can I ask you a question?" "Of course, anything." "So, if I was interested in getting another blow job how exactly would I go about finding someone to help me out?" He was blushing again. "Damn kid you really need to learn to talk about sex without getting so embarrassed. It's perfectly natural, especially for hot blooded young men." He got even redder. "On second thought never mind. When you blush it's sexy as fuck!" I chuckled. "I have an idea. Why don't you come back to my apartment and I'll suck you off," I could tell he was liking that idea as his shorts were starting to fill out. "But one condition." Now he looked nervous. "What's the condition?" "After you cum in my mouth you have to suck me off." "I'm not sure I'm ready for that yet." "Well, when you are let me know and I'll be more than happy to help you out." I turned and walked out of the park. It didn't take long before I heard footsteps behind me and felt hand on my shoulder. "Wait Scotty, you're right, it's only fair I return the favor." I tried to hide my smile from him. "Good boy, let's go." We got to my apartment and thank godbManny wasn't on duty or he'd want to join us. We made it upstairs and Brandon seemed really nervous. "Relax and remember you wanted this. Take your shorts off and sit on the couch." He did as instructed. His dick was a rock hard 8" veiny cock that was dripping precum. Looks like your pretty excited son." "Please suck me, I'm so horny." "You gonna suck me when I'm done with you?" "Oh my God yes! Just please make me cum." "You got it," I said as I started to give him one hell of a blow job. I deep throated him all the way to his bush. He started moaning and was soon fucking my face. I reached around him and started to rub my finger around his hole. That did it, he was soon shooting his huge load down my throat. I pulled off his dick just a bit so I could be sure to get a mouth full of cum. When he stopped shooting I got off my knees and kissed him deep feeding him back his cum. He was hesitant at first but was soon kissing me back with full force. "Your turn son, time to suck your first cock. Take my shorts off and kiss the head of my dick." He was sitting on the couch so I stood up in front of him and placed his hands on my shorts. He pulled them down and my very hard cock sprung out almost hitting him in the face. He took hold and started kissing the tip. His tongue came out and he got his first taste of precum. He must of liked it because the next thing I knew my cock was in his mouth. "Easy, watch the teeth, oh fuck. Yes that's it, damn you sure you've never done this before?" I took his hands and brought it to my ass. "Play with my hole like I did to yours. Oh fuck yes just like that. Oh hell yeah boy stick your finger all the way in my cunt. I love things inside me. Fuck I'm getting close." His finger found my prostate pushing me over the edge. As I started shooting my load Brandon's mouth clamped down on my cock and started sucking even harder. Damn this boy could suck. He made sure he got everything drop of my cum. He pulled off my dick and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Oh my god that was amazing. Thank you for making me do that!" "Anytime, so is it safe to say you enjoyed giving as much as you like receiving?" "Yes! Absolutely yes! And who knew cum was so delicious?" I like laughed, oh trust me Brandon gay boys know." "Thanks for that. So I don't suppose we'll be able to do that again, will we," he asked shyly. "We can do that and a lot more. If you enjoy sucking wait until you try anal." "I'm not so sure about that." "Well you seemed to like it when I started to play with your hole." "Oh fuck you're right that was pretty hot." "Trust me, something tells me you're going to love it."

Ben arrived at his new massage therapy office. He needed at least two to three a week to deal with his pain and stress. He was injured in a car accident a while ago and it gave him a bad back. It really only hurt when he was stressed and his job was very stressful. After filling out the required paperwork he met his new therapist. His name was Jason. Jason was a nice looking man with tattoos on his arm and neck. He was also tall and muscular. Of course he was also very good looking. That did not mean anything to Ben. He was, at the time, straight. To Ben Jason was the man giving him a massage. "Take your shirts off and lie on the bed face down." Jason instructed. Ben did as he was told. Jason rubbed Ben's back. It was going great. Ben never had a better and more healing then he had ever experienced. Ben was very satisfied. He gave Jason a big tip when done and he wanted to make sure he got Jason next time. He saw the receptionist to set up his next appointment. The receptionist ask if Jason acted un professionally. "No, why?" asked a confused Ben. "He has a side business that he is not allowed to advertise here." Well, Ben did not care about that. He only cared about getting healthy. After a few days he came back. Ben had another great session. He started to notice the artwork on his arm. There was one that was very curious it was the phrase "POZ PRIDE" in the gay rainbow colors. Ben had no idea what that meant and decided it was none of his business. Ben, once again, left very happy. He grabbed a flyer with the full names of all the therapists on it. The receptionist always asked about any talk of his side business. He said no but he decided to see if he could find out anything. He liked Jason and if he could throw some business his way he would. Ben got onto his computer and did an internet search on Jason. He found the side business. Well, he now knew what the receptionist was talking about. His side business was an escort service for men. His web site said he had a no condom rule. He was a an escort that was for men who wanted to catch HIV. Now Ben understood what the POZ PRIDE tattoo meant. The site was full of pictures, testimonials and there were also videos for a fee. "WOW!" Ben thought. He shut down the webpage. He tries to do other things but was distracted. He went back to Jason's page ant started exploring it for a while. He looked at some pictures and found them kind of hot. Ben went to bed later and jacked off to his thought of what he just saw. The next session he felt different when he was touched by Jason. He felt a little turned on. Ben was glad he was wearing pants or his hard-on might show. Jason asked if he was okay. "Yeah, just fine. You always do a great job." Jason seemed okay with that answer. Ben started spending more time on Jason's page. He saw every picture and read every testimonial. Ben decided to pay for access to the videos. He watched as all kinds of men were fucked by Jason and celebrating receiving his gift. Ben was enjoying these more and more with each viewing. He clicked on the make an appointment part of the site but hesitated. He knew what it means. Was he really going to do this. Yes he was. HE made the appointment. He set up for a meeting for the next day. He followed all the cleaning instructions He showed up at the address and was greeted by Jason. "I knew this was going to happen. I could tell after you first visited my page." Jason said. Ben handed Jason his tribute and Jason responded by giving Ben a strong embrace and a passionate kiss. Jason was only wearing a robe and took it off when he finished with his kiss. Ben could see all of Jason's body now. He had seen it in the videos and pictures, of course, but seeing in in front of him was something else all together. His body are was easier to make out now. There were all kinds of tattoos. He had gay, poz and pentagrams on his body. "Now we begin. We are going to do something special, not seen on the videos you watched." Jason told, no ordered Ben to strip naked. Ben obeyed. He was in pretty good shape himself but nothing like this man in front of him. Ben felt weak kneed. "Kneel down" Jason commanded. Ben did as told. "Worship my cock." Ben did not know what to do so he prayed to this 10 inch icon in front of him. "Good, now take it in your mouth my new bitch." Ben started to give his first blow job. He could not take much as he was so inexperienced. Jason laughed, "we will work on that." Pulling his dick out he said to follow him to the ritual room and strip. The ritual room was lit with candles and he could barley see the what was on the walls. Jason had Ben lie on a bed on his back. Jason then started a weird incantation. Jason seemed to have red eyes. He was not sure if it was the candles or something else. "It is time to begin." Jason started to rub his finger on Ben's ass and pushed a finger in. Jason rubbed his finger inside Ben and made some cuts inside of him. "It is time. From now on call me Master, understand my Bitch and that is your name from now on, understand my Bitch?" "Yes my Master." The Master soon started to push his dick into his Bitch's ass. This was really happening Ben, no now he was Bitch, thought. Taking his first dick was magical. It was painful as it was going in. Since there was almost no lube and his hole was cherry made it more painful. Bitch found he enjoyed the pain. Each inch slowly opened up his bitch cunt. Bitch was loving it. "Please Master fuck me as hard as you can." Master got an evil look on his face. It seemed to change completely. He looked demonic now his tongue seemed longer, his face seemed to be scalier. He was not sure what was going on. Then again he did not care. He just wanted to feel his Master's hard cock fuck him. Master said, "Are you ready to feel it all?" His voice sounded like two people were talking. "Yes" "Good." He thought he was going crazy but it felt like Master's dick was getting even bigger inside of him. He was fucked for what felt like hours, as it turns out it was. Bitch never wanted to stop but it was going to be soon. "I am ready to cum. Soon my death sperm will fill you up and make you a poz like so many others. Are you ready for this?" "Yes my Master." "Good." Then he could feel his hot toxic deadly cum. I felt like a fire inside of him a good one. As his Master finished giving his seed he took a small knife and made a little cut on his hand. he put the blood into a saucer like dish next to the bed. Bitch almost passed out from all of this. As he rested the Master then collected what came out oh Bitch's ass on the same dish. The Master said another incantation over it and then fed the contents to his Bitch. "Sleep now my new servant. You need it. We are just beginning." Thank you for reading this. I hope you enjoyed it. Now I am going to do something unusual. I want you to continue this story. I want to see where the readers here take these two. To me we are a community so I want this story to be community driven.

First raw fuck and he clearly loves it

7. At home I lay flay on my back completely naked, the plug next to me with my fingers siding in and out of my loose wet cunt. The walk home had been difficult. The plug kept falling out and by the time I had gotten to my building I had to hold it in with my hand to get up the stairs. I was sweaty and the smell of cum drifted from my body. It only made me hornier. I had been broken. Some part of my mind knew that. I had become what the club needed me to be. Somehow it felt right, as though this was who I was actually supposed to be. I didn’t really care about getting off myself but I couldn’t wait to feel full again. About ten minutes after getting home the Daddy sent me a video on Scruff. It was shot from the side but clearly showed his fat beer can cock ramming in and out of my cunt. I saved it and sent it to Sir. Then for a long minute I lay on my bed savoring the stench of sex that pervaded my nostrils. I checked my phone, I had managed to kill about an hour and a half. I didn’t really have time to find another top and be sure I would be free at one when Sir texted me my next assignment so I went back to looking at porn and drinking another couple glasses of water for my piss assignment. Sir messaged me. Damn boy. Not even noon and you’ve got your fourth load in that cunt. One more and you’ll have broken your record. How do you feel? Amazing Sir! My cunt is so wet and leaking with cum. The plug you gave me will barely stay in now. Good. You’ll be given a new one after your next appointment. You’ll need it. I felt a jolt of electricity go through me at that thought. Did that mean that the next guy was going to somehow wreck me even more. I figured my slack hole and couldn’t imagine how that was possible. Are you going to fuck me again Sir? Yes, but you’ll have to wait for that. Yes Sir. Now, it turns out your next appointment is free early if you are. YES SIR! Good. You can leave the plug at home, but keep the cum you’ve collected in your cunt. He sent me the address. On my way Sir! Good pig. I got dressed, wearing a jock and a new pair of briefs to try and catch any cum that leaked out of my abused cunt and then pulling on shorts. Just before I left I recorded another piss video for Sir to show him what a good boy I was and sent it off, then I was out the door and on the way to my next appointment. This one was further away and I hailed a cab. I felt surely the driver knew something was up. He looked at me with suspicion. Maybe he could smell the cum and sweat on me or the piss on my breath. Regardless we made the ten minute drive in silence, me looking at Scruff the whole way. I sent a few responses to tops who had messaged me while I was meeting up with the daddy begging for their loads that afternoon. Hopefully Sir would give me time to take all of them. I had been nervous that telling them I was caged up and collecting loads would turn men off, but it seemed to make most of them want me even more. The car pulled up in front of a fancy looking building. I regretted not dressing better. I had thought that looking like a trashy sex pig would win me points but now I had to walk through a marble lobby with a wet spot slowly forming in the back of my shorts. A little nervously I paid the cab and got out. I checked the address again and taking a deep breath walked in. I had hoped to just breeze right past the door man but he shouted before I could get to the elevator and I turned around. “Where are you going?” I told him the apartment number and he smiled. “Name?” “Sam.” “Good boy,” he said, “follow me.” “What,” I stammered not understanding what I’d just heard. “You heard me pig, follow me.” He placed a “Back in 10 Minutes” sign on his desk and walked through an unobtrusive looking tan door off to the side of the lobby. Confusedly I followed him. The door man was young, maybe in his early 30s with short brown hair and a dark complexion. As soon as the door behind me closed his demeanor changed from the smiling professional to a hungry animal. “So, you’re the new faggot. How many loads so far boy?” “Four, Sir,” I stammered. “When was the last one?” “About an hour ago.” “Well that just won’t do. I can’t send you upstairs without a hot fresh load to lube your cunt up.” I didn’t even think. I turned around, shoved my shorts and underwear down around my ankles, and bent forward with my hands on the door back to the lobby. “Good pig,” said the door man. “Fuck your cunts already so loose the starter plug wont fit. Jerry will be happy about that. He hates it when they send him a cunt that’s still too tight.” I watched over my shoulder while he untucked his shirt and undid his pants. He didn’t bother taking anything completely off. He wasn’t wearing any underwear so his dick flopped out as he opened his pants. Jesus Christ, I thought, every man in this club had a massive cock. This guy had a broad thick brown headed cock sprouting from a dense mass of pubes and two long low hanging balls. He slapped it against my ass as it got hard and then with just a glob of spit on the head slid it into my hole. I groaned a little too loudly and he clapped his and over my mouth as he started to fuck me, whispering in my ear “keep it down faggot.” Breathlessly I panted as he slid his long heavily veined cock in and out of my cunt. His balls slapped against my taint as he used me steadily gaining speed. Pushing back against his cock it occurred to me that these quick rough breedings had had a greater purpose than to just rack up a load count quickly. They were to break me down. I had started the day nervous about letting a stranger fuck me. Now I was hungrily pushing my ass back against the door man’s cock, my own dick leaking like a faucet inside its cage. They had used the men to change how I thought about sex and how I saw my role in these moments. The club’s training program was brilliant, and I felt an overwhelming need to thank Devin and Sir for getting me started. The door man slammed into me and with a few shuddering breaths unloaded into my hole. “Good boy,” he whispered in my ear, “now you’re ready to go upstairs. I’ll leave first, give you a second to get yourself together.” He pulled me away from the door, his cock already back in his pants and left. I took a few deep breaths, pulled my shorts on and followed a moment later. “First elevator on the right,” the door man said with a slight smile as I passed him. I clenched my hole tight as I walked to keep any of his load from leaking out.

Chapter 18 In the afternoon I received a call from the doc. “Hey Scotty, thanks for letting Brandon run with you today. He can’t stop talking about you and going hiking tomorrow. I think he’s smitten. I really appreciate this.” “My pleasure. He’s a good kid. Fucking sexy as hell too! You’re welcome to come with us tomorrow.” “Me hiking? Yea, I think I’ll pass but I am taking him out to get some new clothes this afternoon.” “Good idea. His running shorts are going to get him attacked. It was all I could do to keep my hands off him.” He chuckled, Yea I noticed that when he left here to go met you. I’m surprised you didn’t make a move yet.” “He’s a bit skittish so I didn’t want to move too quickly and scare him off. We’ll see how tomorrow goes.” Now I have to admit I started hiking because of the cute outfits. One look at a hot guy in shorts and those hiking boots and I’m rock hard, don’t judge, trust me you would too. And if I’m perfectly honest with you I look damn good myself wearing that outfit. So yes, Saturday morning I was wearing my lucky hiking shorts which made my legs and ass look amazing. I also decided to wear a tank top today. Brandon liked looking at my tats so I thought I’d give him a better view today. We met at the train station and headed out. “Thanks again for letting me tag along.” “It’ll be fun.” “Can I ask you a question?” “Of course.” “Did it your tattoos hurt?” “Well you’re having a needle poked into your skin over and over so,” I grinned at him, “it's not too bad and I think they’re worth it. Why? You thinking about getting one?” “Umm, not sure but I do find them really hot on men. “I totally agree with you on that!” I said, winking at him. He blushed. Damn he was so easy to embarrass. “Any idea what you’d get?” “Not sure, but I think yours are really hot.” “Thanks, I’m kind of addicted. It’s been awhile since my last one I’m thinking I need to get a new one soon. Just haven’t decided on the design yet. You’d look really great with some on you.” Sitting across the aisle from us were two really cute guys, both with tattoos. I saw Brandon checking them out. “You think they’re hot?” “Umm, well, umm.” “It’s okay to admit it. They are hot, and I’m guessing both play for my team.” “What makes you say that?” “They’re both checking you out like crazy. I think they’re into you.” “They are not. If they’re checking anyone out it would be you man.” He blushed again. “Brandon you sure turn red a lot,” I grinned at him. “Trust me son, if you wanted to experiment with guys you won’t have any problems finding lots of men to volunteer to help you out.” “Umm, really, you think guys would want to be with me?” “Brandon, you have no clue how cute you are.” “You think I’m cute?” “Oh yea son, you’re very fuckable,” I winked at him again. We arrived at our stop a few minutes later. I think he was both relieved and disappointed our conversation was interrupted. We made our way to the trail and began our hike. It was a prefect day, nice and hot so lots of guys on the trail had their shirts off. I’m not sure how much Brandon enjoyed it but I was in heaven. After awhile I started sweating pretty bad so I took my tank top off. He was following behind me so he got a good look at my tat. I heard him sigh, “wow that tat on your back is so hot. I love that design. Uncle Pete has a simpler version of that on his hip.” I turned around and pulled down my shorts just a bit so he could see the biohaz on my hip. “You mean more like this one.” He caught his breath, “exactly like that. Damn that’s so cool you have the same tattoo. It’s almost like you’re in a club or something.” “Or something,” I winked and ruffled his hair. I saw his eyes go down to my crotch so I’m sure he could see my dick starting to get hard. I turned back around and continued down the trail. Now the trail I take has a smaller one that branches off about a mile from the start. I stumbled across it on accident my first time out here and discovered it was a very active cruising stop. I figured Brandon wasn’t quite ready for that yet so I’d planned to just stick to the main trail, but as we were getting close a hot guy who I’d managed to hook up with before happened to come out of the side trail. He saw me, grinned, came right up to me, kissed and hugged me. “Damn Scotty I wish I wasn’t in a hurry today I’d love to take another load from you.” I grabbed his ass and felt a wet spot on his shorts. “Feels like you managed to to do all right without me.” He chuckled and said, “I did but with yours I know for sure I’m getting a special blend.” He pulled away and noticed Brandon for the first time. He whistled, hot damn, boy you’re going be popular. To bad there’s only a couple of guys down there right now but I’m sure they’d love to load you up.” Brandon suddenly got this panicked look on his face so I quickly jumped in, “no I wasn’t planning on going down there today. My friend and I are just having a leisurely hike today." “To bad,” he said licking his lips and eyeing Brandon up and down. I was trying really hard not to laugh, not to mention my cock was rock hard now. “Catch you later Scotty. He turned to Brandon and said, “enjoy your hike, sexy,” and headed back down the main trail. We didn’t say anything for about a half hour just continued our way along the main trail. We reached an overlook spot and stopped to take in the view. I could tell he had something on his mind. “You can ask me anything,” I said not looking at him, just gazing at the view. “Yea, umm, well I was just wondering about that guy we met on the trail. I take it he’s a friend of yours?” “Well I couldn’t tell you his name and not exactly sure I’d call him a friend, more like a fuck buddy.” “A what buddy?” “A fuck buddy. Someone you hookup with just to fuck.” “Damn I have so much to learn.” I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and gave him a squeeze. “Hope that doesn’t shocks you. I’m a very sexual guy and love to fuck all the time.” “So if I wasn’t here with you today,” he let his question just hang there. “Yep, I’d probably have my dick buried in some guy.” “Okay, wow, umm I’m sorry I interrupted your plans.” “Brandon don’t be silly. I’m glad you came with me. That spot is always hit and miss anyway. There’s lots of times I come here and don’t see anyone and other times it’s very active but the main reason I come is really to hike.” Okay that wasn’t really the truth but he didn’t need to know that. “We should probably call it a day,” I said giving his ass a pat. We turned around and went back the way we'd come. As we were nearing the turnoff for the other trail, Brandon slowed down and came to a stop. He looked at me shyly and said, “you know if you want to go down there it’d be okay with me. I mean I don’t want to participate or anything but it’s cool if you want to and maybe I could just watch if that’s allowed.” He stuttered and was trying not to turn even redder. “You sure? You’re apt to see some rather steamy stuff, but you definitely don’t have to participate if you don’t want." "If I can just watch I think I'd like to go." He was so damn cute when he blushed. He followed me down the trail and we headed further into the woods. We walked for about fifteen minutes, "you doing okay back there? It's not too late to change your mind." "I'm good, just a little nervous." We went around a bend and came to a clearing where there was only one guy waiting but he had his dick out slowly stroking. I heard a gasp next to me. “You okay kid?” “Yea sorry just didn’t expect to see someone out in the open like this.” “You sure your ready for this?” “What are you gonna do?” I walked over to the guy. He smiled, dropped his pants, turned around and presented his ass to me. I bent down and started fingering the guy. “You want me to fuck you?” “Yes please, breed my cunt.” I slammed my dick inside him started pounding his ass. I noticed Brandon off to the side massaging his hard cock thorough his shorts. "Pull your dick out and come over here?" He hesitated for only a second before he had his cock out and was standing beside me. Let this slut suck you off." Brandon wasn’t sure what to do do the guy helped him out by grabbing his dick and sticking it in his mouth. Brandon started to moan. I didn't think he was going to last long. He called out "oh fuck, I'm gonna cum." As the guy started swallowing Brandon's cum he clamped down my cock and I started filling his ass with my load. I pulled out and the guy flipped around to clean me off. He pulled up his shorts, said thanks and walked off. I turned to look at Brandon and he had a goofy grin on his face. "You okay there?" "Holy shit he swallowed my load, I can't believe he swallowed my load." "The question is, did you enjoy it?”

Chapter 17 We got back Dr. Manning’s office to find an empty waiting room. “Why don’t you just have a seat and let me see if I can find your uncle. I walked down to his office and stuck my head in, “hey doc.” “Hey, how’d it go?” “I have a question for you first. Just what’s his mom really like?” “My sister?” I shook my head yes. “Honestly she’s a piece of work. I tried to help her out when she was younger but she didn’t want anything to do with me, so I stopped trying. Why, what’d the brat say?” “I think you’ve totally misjudged the kid. He seems pretty good and I think him coming to live with you will be a good thing.” “Huh, So he’s not as bad as my sister said?” I started laughing, “so you decided to take her word without giving the kid a chance?” “Oh fuck you’re right. I am so going to hell.” “Oh honey, according to half the world and a lot of our own kind our twisted motherfucking ways sent us there a long time ago.” He laughed, “good point. Okay I guess I should go meet my nephew for real now. Thanks for talking me off the ledge today.” “Anytime. Thanks for your loads. Wish we had time for a repeat but you should get out there. I’m guessing Matty and Chris took off.” “Yea sorry. They weren’t sure how long you’d be.” “It’s cool. I’m going take off. Let me know if I can help.” I said goodbye to Brandon and told him where and when I started my run every morning. I really didn’t expect to see him but you never know. The next morning at 6am I was up and at the park. I looked around not really expecting to see him but was pleasantly surprised to spot him next to the entrance of the park using a bench to stretch. Oh fuck me! He was wearing tight running shorts that had definitely seen better days. Let’s just say they didn’t leave much to the imagination. “Hey Brandon good to see you.” “You’re sure it’s okay that I join you?” “Absolutely, it’ll be nice to have the company.” He saw me checking out his shorts and started to pull them down a bit self-consciously. “You look hot in those shorts. You’re going to have all the guys chasing after you.” “I know they’re a bit old but they’re my only pair.” “Don’t worry about it honestly you look hot but if you want I can hook you up with some other shorts.” “Thanks but you don’t have to that.” “It’s no problem. What do you say we do this.” He shook his head yes and off we went. He was a great runner. His form was flawless. I dropped back a bit, partially because he was really pushing me, damn youth, and partially because it allowed me to check out his amazing ass. I couldn’t wait to bury my cock deep inside those cheeks. I normally wear a tank top when I run so the top of my biohaz tat is visible and about half way through my run I’ll take it off so there’s no mistaking what I’m offering, but I didn’t want to spook Brandon, so today I just wore a t-shirt, not that he’d even know what the biohaz meant anyway. We finished our run and he looked so sexy. He was sweating a lot so he grabbed the bottom of his shirt to use it as a towel for his face. When he lifted it up I got a peek at his tight stomach covered with a layer of fur. Dear god I needed to find someone to fuck and fast. As we were cooling down he said, “thanks for letting me run with you I really enjoyed that.” “Anytime.” “Umm, So you mentioned you go hiking too?” “Yep, a couple hours outside the city there’s are some great trails. I was planning on going tomorrow if you’re interested.” “Are you sure you don’t mind, I really don’t want to get in the way.” “No it’s cool. It’ll be fun.” We made arrangements for where we were going to met in the morning then said our goodbyes. As I entered my building I noticed my favorite doorman was still working. He worked the evening shift so was usually gone by now. “Hey Manny you’re here late.” “Just leaving now. Covered for one of the guys who was running late this morning.” He looked me up and down and said, “Where’s the tank top today? I miss not seeing your ink peek through on your sexy back.” He winked at me. Manny loved to flirt with anything that moved and it was usually just friendly banter but this morning after spending time with Brandon I was so fucking horny I was didn’t even think twice about taking it further than normal. “Oh sorry about that didn’t now you were looking. Here, how’s this?” I took my shirt off and turned my back to him. I heard him catch his breath. When I turned back around I could see he was starting to get hard. “You know, you’re always welcome to come up and inspect my tats more closely.” He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “if I come upstairs I’m gonna do more than inspect your tats.” I reached down grabbed his hardening crotch and said, “thank god! Let’s go!” The moment the door was closed behind us he pushed me to the floor and ordered me to take his cock out. It was about 7” and pretty thick. I immediately started sucking him off while undoing his pants to get them totally out of the way. “Damn, I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw you man. You’re such a fucking slut, bringing a different guy back to your apartment every night, advertising you’re a bugged up whore on your back for the world to see. Bet you want my strain too don’t you slut?” I was rock hard. I pulled off his dick, dropped my shorts, got on all fours and said, “damn right! Now shove that poz dick deep inside my pussy and make me pay for teasing you with my ass.” He didn’t miss a beat and slammed into me his balls bouncing off my ass. “Harder man, give it to me.” “Fuck yea you like it rough don’t you slut.” “Oh my god yes! Pound me, fucking recharge my ass.” He didn’t last much longer and was soon filling me with his load. His dick plopped out and I immediately cleaned it off. “Damn Manny! Thanks you have no idea how bad I needed that this morning.” “Any time Scotty, only next time you’re fucking me man.” “I think that can definitely be arranged. So you toxic?” “No not right now, I’m undetectable.” “Damn too bad. Nothing hotter than mixing strains.” He had a funny look on his face. “You’re not on meds?” “Nope,” I grinned at him. “Fuck that’s twisted man and extremely hot. So you a gifter?” “Absolutely!” “Damn that’s hot. Been thinking about going off my meds. I have a bud that’s been begging me to knock him up. At first I thought he was crazy but the more he talks about it the more turned on I get. Sick right?” “Yea, you’re asking the wrong person that question. I chased and wouldn’t have it any other way. So I don’t think your buddy’s sick at all and judging by the state of your dick, I’d say your coming around too.” He was rock hard again. “Damn, if I didn’t have to get to work I’d take another load from you.” He looked down at his hard dick and said, “Yea I think you’re right. I’ve got a lot to think about.” I gave him a kiss and hurried to get ready for work.

Chapter 16 I took Brandon to a small quiet restaurant a few blocks away. There always seemed to be a fair amount of gay guys there so I thought this would be a good experiment. “So, have you ever been to the city before?” “No, this is my first time. I made sure to study all the maps and public transportation information before I left home. I don’t want to have to depend on uncle Pete. I know he’s not crazy about me being here.” “Your uncle’s a good man. I just don’t think he was expecting to ever have a teenager living with him. Give him time.” “Well I must admit when mom made the suggestion I jumped at it, mostly just to get out of there.” “That bad huh?” “She means well,” he said sounding embarrassed. I was having a hard time reconciling the kid sitting across from me with the description doc had given me. “So do you have plans to look at colleges while you’re out here?” Smooth huh. “Well my high school career wasn’t exactly stellar so I’m not sure I can get in to good school.” “Didn’t care much for school, huh?” “No I loved school. I was just working so much that I didn’t have time for homework.” “Why were you working so much?” I already figured I knew what was coming. “Mom said I had to help with the bills.” Yep. “She going to make it without your help?” I asked. “Honestly I don’t really care. Sorry I know that’s harsh. She couldn’t wait to get rid of me. She thought I knocked up this friend of mine so she was afraid she was going to get stuck with the baby.” Okay didn’t see that coming. “Umm, are you the father?” “Oh god no. That’d have meant I’d have to have sex with her. Yea sorry that was never gonna happen.” I burst out laughing. “Sorry I mean I love her, like a sister so the thought of having sex with her, ugh no thanks.” Hmm interesting. “So what made your mom think you were the father?” “She thought because I looked so much older than I was and I had lots of girls as friends so therefore, I must be having sex with all of them.” “I take it that wasn’t the case?” “Nope, not even close.” He blushed and I started getting hard. “Well I kinda see where your mom’s coming from. I mean most 18 year olds are experimenting with sex and if you had all those girls around you I understand why she thought that you were having sex, but it’s not okay that she didn’t believe you when you told her.” “It’s cool I’m used to it. Oh and I’m actually 19.” “Oh sorry, doc said your birthday was next week.” “Yea no, mom never remembers that date either. I’m sure she told him the wrong date.” He took out his license and showed me. “Well damn son, I’d say she gave you the best birthday gift ever by sending you here.” He blushed. “So your uncle told me you like running and hiking. Are those facts accurate or more misinformation?” I smiled at him. He laughed, “no those things are definitely true.” “Well I usually run every morning in the park and I try to go hiking a couple times a month, you’re welcome to join me anytime.” He looked at me kind of funny, “um yea that’s sounds good.” “No pressure, really. I know I’m an older guy and you’d probably rather hang out with someone closer to your age but just thought I’d put it out there.” “No, no, I’d like that. Sorry I just wasn’t expecting it that’s all. Umm, can I, umm ask you a question?” “Absolutely, fire away.” “Is Matty gay?” I chuckled, “sorry that was rude. I shouldn’t have asked.” “Oh no your fine. Matty’s not shy in the least. He won’t care you asked about him and yes he’s very gay.” “Ahh I thought so.” “Do you have a problem with that?” I asked thinking maybe I was wrong about him. “Oh god no! I’ve just not really been around many gay men before that’s all. I mean I know uncle Pete is but mom always said his life style was disgusting.” “Yet she’s okay with you moving to live with him.” He laughed, as long as I’m out of the way she couldn’t give a shit.” “Well son, you’re surrounded by disgusting gay men now.” I winked at him and he turned bright red. “So you’re a, umm, I mean you’re...” “Yep, I’m a card carrying homo,” I said wiggling my eyebrows at him. “Cool.” “So you wouldn’t happen to be one of us, would you?” I didn’t think it was possible for him to go any redder. “Umm, well, I, umm haven’t really had sex yet so I’m not really sure.” Fuck this kid was so hot. “Well plenty of time to explore and find out just what you like. You do jack off right?” “Oh god yes! All the time.” I chuckled, “so when you’re playing with yourself what are you thinking about?” He looked at me like I was crazy. “Do all guys in the city talk so openly about this stuff?” Now it was my turn to laugh. “Sorry, my friends are very open about sex. I forget not everyone is like us.” “It’s cool.” “So,” I winked at him, “how about it?” “Okay fine, I usually watch bi porn or just jack off to someone I find hot.” “So could be either a woman or man?” He gulped, “yep.” “That’s cool, good for you.” Yep rock hard now. Uncle Pete’s nephew would definitely be playing for our team soon.

I was staying near the pentagon in crystal city I was contacted by a really cute guy on grindar he was close and asked if I was free. I said sure and within ten minutes he was at my door. He was perfect light skinned Latino with a huge dick. He asked if I would take it bareback and after I sucked him he lubed up and in he went. It was great After a while I could feel him getting close He whispered that was going to cum in my ass He let out a big groan and filled my ass with his cum He rested for a few minutes and then fucked me again. I asked him his age and he said 23 and was married He just liked fucking older guys every so often and always came in threir ass

Part 8 - December 2016 Sam and Byron parted company both of them now 20 years old a milestone they celebrated to themselves in London, both earning respectable money now from their dancing. Byron had been persuaded to sing in a couple of musicals and was beginning to get noticed on the west end stage. Sam was taking classes at the London Ballet school and was himself becoming a renowned dancer both in ballet and modern contemporary. December this year would turn to be one of the months Byron wished he could forget about and brush over. Stefan stood on the platform as the train pulled up at the beginning of December, Byron had a month off and needed the rest. Stefan wrapped his arms around Byron hugging him tightly. Stefan was home alone as his parents were in New York, Louise had been asked to guest appear in the musical for a month that made her a star, the money being offered was to good to turn down. They would be returning on the 20th December in time for Christmas. Byron spent the first few days with his parents, Stefan had asked Byron to come and stay with him. He was cautious and said he would come over on the Friday and stay the weekend. Stefan was working part time with his grandfather who owned a travel company run as a family business where Stefan's father worked. It was the families way of getting Stefan interested to take over the reigns eventually. They spent the day catching up but Stefan was no fool and could read everything about Byron, well he had know him 12 years nearly. Stefan made Byron a cup of tea "Your a lot more confident Byron" Stefan said assessing Byron. "In what way?" he asked looking at him "have I changed that much?" he asked. "You seem to have let the curtain drop, are you having sex with Sam?" Stefan asked straight to the point. Byron looked down at his cup "I have something to tell you. I will understand if you want me to leave" he said. Stefan sat on the stool next to him "You have a boyfriend, is it Sam?" he asked. Byron shook his head "I had sex with an American dancer" he said in a sombre voice. Stefan looked at him "What's happened Byron?" he asked knowing him to well. "I got HIV from him" Byron said without looking at Stefan waiting for the reaction. Stefan looked ahead "Oh" was all he could say trying to take in the enormity of Byron's admission. "I'm sorry Stefan I will go if you want me to" Byron said breaking inside he stood up to leave. Stefan looked at him "Is that it, your just going to walk out?" he asked. Byron wanted Stefan to hug him and tell him it was alright "I'm sorry" he lowered his head and turned. "So you mean you won't sleep with me tonight?" Stefan asked standing up. Byron stopped and turned "I'm broken Stefan, not the same person anymore" a tear trickled down his face. Stefan shook his head "Oh no, your not getting out of this relationship so easily" he said. "Don't be silly Stefan" Byron said "this is serious". Stefan walked towards him "No Byron, your the one person I can trust and love". He continued "You don't and will never walk away from me" Stefan put his arms around Byron and hugged him. They stood in the kitchen embracing, Stefan allowed Byron to release all his emotions and cry on his shoulder. Eventually Byron stopped crying still held tightly and safely in Stefan's arms. "Your never going to let me go are you?" Byron eventually said calming down. Stefan rubbed Byron's back "Never, I can't give you what you need sexually but I can still love you". Byron shook his head "I don't know why you do" he said feeling Stefan's arms. Byron lifted his head "You have been working out, your muscles are bigger" he said smiling at Stefan. "I keep telling you I can't have you being sexier than me" Stefan laughed and kissed him on the head. It had started out a nice enough day but by the time he was heading home from his run it was overcast and drizzling very fine rain, the sort that doesn't look bad but gets you soaked through. The light was beginning to fade as he ran along the Malvern hills overlooking the town. Byron had refrained from sex being busy with work, he was though unquestionably sexy and frustrated. He sported a very fine dancers physique with strong muscles, they weren't bulging muscles but fitted him perfectly for his five foot ten physique. He was blessed on the looks side and was contemplating getting a tattoo or two as it seemed to be the in thing at that time and most of the male dancers were sporting them. His seven inch cock was thick and the foreskin rolled back neatly revealing a most enticing head that begged to be sucked. On the downside whenever he got aroused he would leak precum like it was going out of fashion. The old adage of young hung and full of cum really did apply to him. Listening to his favourite music on his phone as he ran gently he was getting close to the patch of trees where Stefan and he would normally stop for a few minutes. He got a faint waft of what smelt like weed being smoked somewhere, he couldn't get the direction where it was coming from. Instantly he knew it must be guys from the Flowers estate hiding out discreetly smoking drugs. The patch of trees grew larger and he could make out the figure of a person sat on the bench smoking as another waft of the smell hit his nostrils. The person hearing Byron approaching looked and continued looking, he tried not to make eye contact as he ran closer. He almost stopped dead in his tracks realising who it was, older but still the same face it was Darren although he had somewhere along the line got very handsome. He watched the runner and thought he recognised the face looming nearer. Fuck me he said and stood up cutting the runners path and making him stop. Byron took his headphones out of his ears "Excuse me" he said politely hoping Darren hadn't recognised him. "Well well well if it ain't the dancing poof" he said walking towards Byron. Byron was about to turn and run the other way but stopped "Leave it Darren" he said. Darren gave his menacing smirk "Nice phone, why don't you give to me like a good little girl" he laughed. "This ain't school Darren, so do yourself a favour and get a fucking life" Byron said standing up to him. Something in Byron flipped and the anger boiled beneath his skin, he couldn't go on living with Darren over his shoulder whenever they met. Suddenly all the years of teasing and abuse broke to the surface. Darren threw a punch catching Byron on the cheek, and stunning him. Byron rubbed his cheek and put his phone down on the bench as Darren laughed hard before realising that Byron was going to stand up to him. "What ya gonna do bitch, I'm going to fucking take you for getting my arm broken" Darren said scared and lunging forward. Byron pushed Darren away using his strength nearly knocking him over "No more Darren I warned you. This ends now!". Darren persisted and came forward again stoned off his head "Nah how about I show you what a real man does to queer boys". Darren rubbed his cock and no sooner had the words escaped his lips he jumped at Byron dragging him down and grabbing his arms holding them forcing his way on top of Byron 'Yeah, fuck you like the bitch you are' he said angrily. His arm appeared from nowhere securing it around Byron's neck hard, he coughed and gasped feeling the arm constricting tightly around his neck reducing his air intake. Byron's rage and years of hatred coursed through his body, he could feel Darren fumbling with his trousers, he really was going to try and fuck him he thought. The arm around his neck closed tighter and he could feel Darren's bicep extending out quickly and hard cutting his air flow off completely. Byron grabbed Darren's arm and pulled it away with ease away from his neck, twisting the arm Darren let out a cry, it was enough to allow Byron to push him off his body. The adrenaline in his body took over as he over powered Darren forcing him face down in the mud and landing on top of him with such force knocking the wind out of Darren. He yanked Darren's unzipped trousers and underwear down over his ass 'Your the one that's going to get fucked' he said pushing Darren's head down and rubbing it in the mud. Byron pulled his cock out hoping that Darren might relent but the verbal abuse continued. It was like an alien had taken over his body that was hell bent on getting revenge and putting an end to it once and for all. Byron looked down at the pathetic person, he didn't think twice and rammed his cock hard in to Darren's ass. The scream gurgling from his mouth being held down in the mud was drowned out. Holding Darren's head down and grabbing one arm to stop him trying to escape he began fucking him without mercy. The body under him tensed every time he thrusted down, he could hear the whimpering but he was going to finish the job. His balls tingling knowing he was about to cum and he pushed in hard and called him a cunt as he released his toxic seed into Darren, his body moving back and forward in the mud every time Byron pushed his hips harder against the ass to breed and hurt him. The anger still coursing through his body finding release through the end of his cock. He pulled his cock out fast and saw it streaked in Darren's blood. He pulled his leggings up and picked up his phone looking at the sorry state laying on the floor. Byron leant over him "Pathetic prat, you will remember this for the rest of your life' he said. His anger venting at the sorry state laying on the ground "Don't fucking mess with me any more" Byron shouted. He stood up straight looking down "It ends today Darren, your atonement for my years of misery" he said "now you can suffer". He put his headphones back in and jogged on for a mile as if nothing had happened, he began to run hard trying to get the anger out of his body, by the time he reached Stefan's house he was crying in a relieved way but also ashamed at the realisation of what he had done. Darren kneeled up and pulled his jeans and underwear up, he was caked in mud and stunned in his half stoned state. He was unsure what had just happened and he looked around. It was silent, not a person in sight, he felt cold and damp wiping the mud from his face with a clean part of his sleeve. His ass was burning. He stayed kneeling in the mud for a several minutes unable to move. Byron couldn't bring himself to go in, he crashed on the porch step sobbing hard. Stefan looked out of the window wondering where Byron had got to, it only took him an hour to do this run and it was well past that. Picking his phone up he dialled Byron's phone and heard it ringing outside the front door, he ran over and opened it seeing the bruise on Byron's face and covered in mud. Byron looked up 'I did something really bad' he cried, Stefan unwavering in his love for Byron picked him up and took him upstairs into the bathroom to get him cleaned up. "What happened Byron, can I not leave you alone for 5 minutes" Stefan said joking. Byron shook his head "Darren, he caught me on the hills, he was stoned" he said. "Tell me what happened?" Stefan said feeling hatred to Darren as he sponged Byron's body laying in the bath. Byron rested his head back "He was going to rape me Stefan" he said looking at him. Stefan nodded "I am guessing it might have been the other way round?" he replied with knowing look. "I don't know what came over me. I was like a monster and didn't care" Byron looked frightened as he spoke. He sniffed "I raped him hard and didn't care" Byron said wiping his eyes. Stefan ran his finger over the bruise on Byron's face "My battered and bruised baby" he said. Byron looked at Stefan "I came in his ass, I may have infected him" he said looking concerned. Stefan shrugged his shoulders "His fault" he said "maybe he will think twice now". "You don't think he will come after me again" Byron asked watching Stefan run the sponge over his body. "No" Stefan replied looking at Byron "Anyway I will break his legs if he touches you again". Byron knew that was not just words, he looked at Stefan "I am in so much debt with you" he smiled. Stefan laughed "Guess you have to sleep with me tonight then" he said grinning and leaning on the bath. "I don't get you sometimes, even after all these years" Byron said looking at Stefan intently. Stefan briefly smiled "How many times do I have to tell you how much I love you". Byron giggled "But how can you love me I am a mess" he said washing his face. Stefan smiled and ran his hand up Byron's body "I told you I would marry you even without sex" he said lifting his hand off. "Only when you propose properly" Byron laughed and Stefan kissed him on the forehead smiling. Byron stepped out of the bath cleaned and refreshed he looked in the mirror at the bruise on his face. He still couldn't believe what he had done to Darren. One thing he did feel was the dark shadow cast from all those years had been lifted, he no longer feared him and for once he felt in control. They had a bite to eat and chatted until late evening. Byron stood up and held out his hand to Stefan who smiled and stood as they walked hand in hand upstairs in to Stefan's bedroom. Stefan cuddled up to Byron resting his arm over Byron's chest. "This is still so weird you and me in bed together" Byron said "you know you being straight". Byron looked at Stefan who was smiling "Not to me it isn't" he replied turning the light off. The Flowers estate was quiet at this time of night as Darren crossed to his families flat. Still covered in mud he had sat there on the bench and smoked two joints. He ran the rant of his mother coming home stoned and covered in mud and slammed the door to the bathroom behind him. He stripped off and ran a bath, his ass was still sore but he couldn't bring himself to sit on the toilet. Getting in the bath the hot water aggravated the pain around his ass, grimacing he lowered himself fully. Bathed and sitting in his room staring at the wall he knew that was his second worse judgement trying to take Byron down, if he hadn't tried to rape him he wouldn't have ended up getting raped instead. The worst part that he now felt disgusted about was the thought he actually enjoyed it. His friends had been questioning Darren behind his back as he never seemed to get on with girls after hitting puberty. He never expected Byron to turn like that or even be able to overpower him, he thought he was quite muscular himself and could take anyone down. My god Byron had some muscle now he thought absent minded he was stroking his cock that was rock hard. Things had gone quiet on the Darren front, Byron couldn't help wondering if he would have gone to the police. Stefan would laugh trying to hear him explain that to the police, it still didn't stop the niggling that would bring him down when he thought about it. Stefan's parents returned early morning on the 20th, Matthew very proud of his wife telling the boys she got standing ovations after every number and at the end, night after night. Byron and Stefan went out in to town to shop for Christmas presents allowing his parents to catch up on some sleep. They walked out of the department store and saw Darren across the street. He looked over at Byron strangely and dived out of sight quickly. They both looked at each other and laughed. Back home Louise had finished cooking dinner, Stefan had persuaded Byron to stay despite him protesting that it was his parents first night back at home. What happened was the last thing Byron would expect, some things happen for a reason Stefan's father Matthew would tell him this a few months later. Byron sat down at the table "So how was Broadway Louise, was it good being back on the boards?" he asked Louise smiled "Yes, I had the most incredible time" she replied. Matthew laughed "She was amazing, they loved seeing her back on stage so much" he said. "Byron" Louise looked at him "Come with me and do two months on Broadway as my co-star" she said. "What?" Byron said looking surprised "me, on stage with you?" he now began to get excited. Louise laughed "One thing though Byron, there are 4 numbers you need to sing" she finished off. "Oh, you know I am not good enough" Byron started saying before Louise cut him off. "Byron you are a dam good singer" She said "and I would be honoured if you performed with me". Stefan looked at his mother "Your taking him away for two months?" he asked. "3 including rehearsal time" Louise replied looking at Stefan then Byron "What is going on here?" she asked. Byron wasn't quite sure what to say as Stefan looked at him "You know how much I love Byron" he said. "Oh right" Louise replied looking at Byron "So will you?" she asked and Byron looked confused. "Well yes of course I will" Byron replied smiling. Byron was unsure of how the sleeping arrangements until Stefan took his hand and guided him in to his bedroom and closed the door. Byron was nervous to say the least knowing Stefan's parents were in the house, there was no disapproval of them sleeping together. Keeping his underwear on he got under the duvet next to Stefan, he waited until Byron was settled before turning the light off and slipping his arms around him cuddling next to each other. Stefan chuckled 'What is with the underwear tonight?' he asked. Without waiting for a response Stefan grabbed them and started pulling them off. Byron giggled and rested his head against Stefan's neck.

I took on three tops last night and went back for more early this morning. I got hit up on grindr by a super cute top who said him and his roommates were looking for some white ass to fuck. They just live a few blocks from me so I lubed up and hurried over there. It was pretty sketchy because there was just a mattress on the floor and one of the roommates was an older guy who was sitting in a chair naked eating blue chews and not even paying attention to us. But his dick looked ridiculously big. The two younger guys waited for me to get undressed and wanted to fuck me right away. The first guy went and I think he must have eaten some bluechews too because he took forever to nut. His dick was long and thick and I loved how hot it felt inside me while he was spreading my pussy open. After he came he fell asleep right next to me while the other guy kissed me up. While we were making out I was looking over at the chair and the older top was just watching the news and playing with himself. The second top had me roll over and get on my stomach then entered me and it felt like my pussy was being punched with a fist. He nutted pretty quick, then he yelled for the older guy to come take his turn. I was a little scared because he was so hung but he was really tender with me and talked me through it. I was pouring sweat like crazy while he was putting it in, but once he was all the way in it felt good! I don't want to exagerate and say he fucked me for an hour, but it was way more than 30 minutes. They were watching Toonami and while he was inside me a show started and ended. The whole time he was fucking me I could feel myself getting more and more feminine until he nutted in my ass. After he came he stayed inside me and laid on top of me and we were both drenched with sweat. He told me he'd pull out once he had a chance to catch his breath but I said I wanted him to stay where he was. I squeezed my asshole around his dick and could feel how hard he still was. He fucked me a little bit longer but pulled out without nutting again because he was so tired. I offered to do all the work but he said he wanted to get to bed. While I was getting dressed I told him I wanted to see all three of them again and gave him my number. He sent me a text while I was still there so I saved his number and later I texted him to say thank you before I went to bed. When I woke up this morning I had a text from him saying to let him know when I wanted to see him again. So I went back over there early this morning. I was hoping to get fucked by all three of them again but he was by himself. I got his morning load and went home and went back to bed feeling totally satisfied that I got my hole destroyed so early. I'm trying to get back over there tonight if they can see me again.

Went to a local bookstore this morning around 5 and there were 3 Latinos in the booth area. They were laughing and speaking Spanish and nothing really was going on. Every time I would walk by they would stop talking so I figured they weren’t interested, plus I had gone into a booth several times near them and they would just stay in their circle. About 45 minutes later one of them left so the other two hung around and I went into one of the booths and I heard the light skin latino walk up to my booth door. I opened the door and he came in, very sexy about 5’11 slender and hairy cock about 7 inches uncut. I bent over and started sucking him and he would reach down and play with my lubed hole. All of a sudden I heard someone walk underneath the booth door and drop his pants and he started fucking me raw. I didn’t know who it was at first. The guy fucking me then turns me around so I suck him and then I could see it was the second latino friend. He was dark and at first I thought he was a black guy but he had been speaking Spanish with the other guys in the hallway earlier. While I’m sucking him the other guy that I had been sucking previously began fucking me. He lasted about 5 mins before he began moaning and unloaded in me. I could feel his dick pulsing and he squeezed my hips really tight so I wouldn’t move. Meanwhile the dark skin guys had pulled his dick out of my mouth and was jacking off and when he started cumming I had to pull my ass away from they first guys dick and I turned around and the second guy buried his dick in my ass and unloaded. I missed the first two spurts, they landed on the floor before I could get his dick in me. He would 7 inches cut and completely shaved and maybe early 30’s. The first guy was maybe mid to late 20’s. Neither one of them said anything as I pulled up my pants and walked out of the booth. I walked around after that and a black guy fucked me but he used a condom and when he came he pulled out and took off the condom and dumped it in the trash in the hallway. I went to the bathroom and pushed out the two huge loads.

I didnt know it has a name lol. I cum a lot like a looot. One guy said I look like I was cuming from a hose. I cum more if I get sucked for some good time and also if I last longer when fucking. It seems like it stimulates my balls to produce more. Never apologized and always been proud of it. My bottoms loved it and I see myself as more of a man. I used to cum in a cub and freeze it for my boy and gave him about two full ones. He made ice cubes of them and he ate them all the time. I gave a third one to an asian boy who knew about it after I fucked him and he texted me later that he used it as a lube with his friends. It’s all fun. Some of us are just gifted

Flew to Spain on the 24th, 5:50am flight to spend Christmas with my family. After all the crazy greetings at the house everyone went off to do last minute shopping before they close for siesta. I was horny for some cock in my cunthole so I jumped in the car and drove to cruising area, it's a National park reserve behind the gay beach, guys mostly drive around cruising & park up to fuck in the bushes when they find a guy. I decided I'd find a good place to fuck then get my arse out & give it to any bloke who wanted it. The first guy was a short very hairy muscular/stocky guy with huge hairy thighs & a thick veiny uncut 8" dick. He wasted no time, he spat on my hole & shoved his dick in my cunthole hard & deep! He plowed my cunthole mercilessly for about 5 minutes when he shot his thick load deep in me. Just before he bred me a tall young lad stood watching & as the first guy pulled out the lad got his huge uncut dick out ( easily 9"+) and pushed it balls deep in my cunthole. His big thick shaft making my hole squelch & fart as it slid in. He too plowed me hard & fast till he bred me with his huge juicy load that which gushed out when his dick slipped out of me. I went to the car to wipe the cum leakage from my inner thighs, a car pulled up and a very muscular handsome lad got out, walked over to me & without saying a word he shoved a few of his thick fingers in my cunt & fingered my rough & hard. I groped his bulging jeans & begged him to fuck & breed me. He decided to oblige & shoved my towards the bushes following me in to were the others bred me. He got his big thick dick out & shoved it in me thrusting hard & deep in me from behind. He fucked me to orgasm in about 20 minutes & bred his load in me when I climaxed. He kept his hard dick in me telling me I was a filthy whore with a pussy that felt amazing! He started fucking me again blowing his second load in me after 5 minutes. When he pulled out I plugged my cunthole, cleaned myself up & headed home. Later that evening, about 11pm I went on scruff & grindr. A huge muscular dark black African top caught my eye, I sent him a msg offering my arse with my pics. He replied with pics of his huge 12" uncut dick & his address tell me to come over asap. He was like a 6'2" god! Huge muscles to go with his huge dick. He ate my hole while I sucked on his big juicy bell end which is all I could fit in my mouth. His ripe pungent odour really turned me on, I sniffed 2 big lungs full from his hairy pits just before he started to push his massive dick in me. On my back, legs over his huge boulder shoulders I played with my nipples as he pushed in me, waves of pleasure flowed in my hole & it gradually opened up & swallowed his 12 inch! He really knows how to use his dick to pleasure a horny bttm, so many multiple orgasms I lost count. I got home just after 6am with 3 big thick loads in my purring pussy! We've had 2 more all night sessions since! I seriously can't get enough of him! 🤤🍆💦💦💦💦💦

Right now. Me and David who is now officially our newest member by yours truly. A fellow cum chem pig who is learning the joys of knowing his duty in infecting. HnH and mid session

Mid binge with chem whores after a break. Wired as fuck and destroying every cunt tonight fuck yeah hail Sarah Palin with my fucking POZ monster cock

14 by the neighborhood pedo in his 40s. Still jack off thinking about it

Oh, hell, yeah. Suit and tie + dad + beard + hairy = cunt presentation + ovulation.

They are real for sure. I am a top and I’m not talking about the bottom cums from his clity. I’m talking about a man cums from his fuck hole like a woman does with fluids and everything and no its not the mucus or what so ever. It’s a real fluid that soaked my dick and the bed sheets like when a woman cums. I had to wipe my dick many times when I fucked him and he just keep squirting. It was amazing to experience for me as a top to get a man to squirt like a woman. I saw it only couple of times and the bottom was embarrassed and I always tell them that is natural for a fag to cum from his pussy. it’s all about the connection and knowing each other’s body and living in the moment. Many bottoms dont know how to let go and just enjoy the moment and act like their real self. Cuming from your fuckhole is the norm cuming from your dicklet is not

Luckily the tall bottom in a darkroom at Steamworks Toronto last Friday didn't ask me to pull out. I really enjoyed blasting in his boycunt - all anon. He was in great shape!

I wouldn't call myself an asshole or rude. I like to fuck rough and hard as deep as I can. I call names and could slap you on your face. Stretch your legs apart so I can fuck deeper. I will ram till headboard hit the walls. Wild sex is what turns me on. I even once bit my pig pushed his head down and held it with my foot. I would chock him with my cock till he gasps for air and gag and fight my legs that wrapped around his head to hold it in place when sucking me balls deep. Chock with me hand till his face is red. Turn his head to the edge of the bed and face fuck him while on his back and his head out of the bed and hold it there. I’ll sit on his face and make him suck and lick my ass then fuck him like there is no tomorrow. I cum and dont care if he doesn't and if I let him cum its a gift from me not bcz I care. Raunchy, sweaty and degrading sex is what I DO AND LIKE. As you said about tops goes to the bottoms, they will claim everything till they meet me. Only few can handle it and came back

Saw a profile on Grindr with the username BB Cumdump. Ended up being a guy I’ve fucked before. I was too tired to fuck him that night but he was still online when I woke up in the morning - and he had 8 loads in his ass. He came over and I pounded that sloppy hole. I love the smell of cum when you churn it up, and the sound it makes as you fuck loads deeper into a boy. I dumped a huge load in him and sent him home with 9 loads leaking out of his hole.

(This story was an adventure from 2004, also from the archives of Raw Latino Muscle:) I’ve been an unrepentant barebacker all my life, even after I tested poz more than 20 years ago. I was 100 percent bottom until about eight or nine years ago, when I discovered the pleasures of breeding men – especially younger guys, whom I feel a special obligation to impregnate with my poz seed for the next generation of pigs. Even though I’m mostly top now, I’m always ready to flip and surrender my hole to other poz/AIDS brothers who will recharge and strengthen my seed. My dick gets rock hard and drips when I think about the hot time I had with a guy I met on the Web several years ago. His name was Alex, and we made a date to meet on one of my semi-regular trips back to my hometown. He said he had full-blown AIDS, and he was looking for pigs who would continue to carry and spread his strain after he croaked. I assured him I’d spread his strains to hundreds of other raw pigs. I explained to him that I have a twisted obsession with poz seed and that nothing gets me hotter than swapping tainted fluids with other poz pigs. He was flattered that I wanted to take and transmit his DNA to the next generation. I went straight to his place after checking into my hotel, and I can still remember how hot he looked when he opened the door, naked except for an open bathrobe. Alex was white, late 40s, 6-foot-2 and about 150 pounds of extremely lean muscle and veins. He had a full, thick black moustache that dominated the sunken cheeks on his gaunt face. His cock was 7 inches, thick and heavy like mine, with a huge mushroom head pierced by a PA. He pulled me to him, twisted my pig tit and shoved his tongue deep into my mouth, and I sucked the taste of beer and cigarettes in his spit. I stripped immediately and couldn’t wait to get his loads inside me. I dropped and took his cock in my mouth, making love to his death tool. I’m not much into oral sex (I prefer a hot mouth on my nipples), but knowing his balls and dick carried the juice that I desperately craved drove me mad with lust, and I worshipped him like a god. I gave myself in complete submission, ready, willing and hoping to do anything he asked in return for the unholy privilege of receiving his toxic cum in my guts. Although he’d stopped taking HIV meds about a year earlier, Alex said he needed Viagra to fuck. So while we waited for his dick to get hard, I gladly fucked him and added my strains with his own death cells inside his guts. Although he was taller than me, I had at least 30 pounds of muscle on him, and I easily pinned him to the bed as I wedged my fat dick into his extremely tight hole. We made love, with lots of kissing and talking nasty about AIDS and death, and I didn’t pull out until I’d dumped three loads of my own dirty seed into his guts. Some of it spilled out when I pulled my cock out of him, so I felched it and fed it back to him in a fucking deep, hot kiss. By that time, Alex’s own death tool cock was rock hard. I jumped in his sling, and he aimed his PA directly at my own rarely fucked hole. Using only spit, he slowly but insistently pushed his whole cock into me. It burned like hell, and I knew he was tearing tissue as started pumping. After about 10 minutes we moved from the sling back to the bed so we could kiss more easily while he shared his gift with me. I noticed something red on his dick, and I reached down and fingered my hole to confirm I was bleeding. Strung out on poppers and lust, I begged Alex to ram his dick back inside me, which he did. I don’t get fucked often and it was all I could do to withstand his assault, but the knowledge that he was already dripping deadly precum into my bloodstream only made me hungry for more. We were drenched in sweat and the smell of poppers as he pumped my cunt for another 15 minutes, sharing lots of deep kisses and twisted talk about worshipping AIDS. Finally, my new lover spewed a huge load of his death seed deep into my guts. The intense connection we shared was overwhelming, like a true spiritual experience, and I remember wishing I could die right there as his spasming cock still spewing poison into me. When Alex finally pulled out, my muscle cunt clamped tight to keep his death juice deep inside. I greedily licked the remnants of cum and blood from his dick and shared the precious mixture with him in lots of deep kisses. I spent the night at his place, where we got high on beer, pot, piss and AIDS lust. He dumped three more loads in my hole and I gave him two more of my own seed to share with other pigs. I don’t know if he did: I heard from another bud that Alex died two weeks later. Fortunately, he still lives deep in my sick brain and in the toxic DNA that I continue to spread to other brothers who share my dark, twisted passion.

Easiest way to catch fags is to have your goods on display

Gifters, I have a question for you. I posted on here that I had gono a little over a month ago. One of the guys I played with told me that he had as of last Saturday. We have both been treated for it and the bug is gone. The guy who got it from me said he's totally cool with it and not upset at all. Now I'm feeling this strange sense of pride - I infected someone and I feel REALLY GOOD about it. Is this what you feel when you spread your poz cum to others? This pride and feeling of accomplishment?

Part 7 - March 2016 To Byron it appeared Sam was pretty normal since he returned to London in January. Marcus had called to ask them to help out again. Their dance tutor realising it was an opportunity allowed them to skip a couple of lessons for rehearsals. The same dance crew turned up and Jack spotting Byron ran over lifting him in to the air hugging him. Over his shoulder Byron noticed the odd glances between Sam and Kurt, the coolness of how they said hello had him wondering if they had a falling out. Marcus saw the glint in Byron's eye as he went over to say hello and kissed him on the cheek. It was Kurt's voice interrupting them that stopped Marcus from wanting to kiss Byron properly, he had no idea what had come over him. Kurt hugged Byron and was biding his time not rushing in on him like he did with Sam, he was patient and knew in the end he would come running for him. It was almost as if you could smell the sexual desperation given off by Byron. The show was an afternoon gig filmed for TV. Sam was meeting up with his parents who had come in to the city to take him to dinner and catch up. Sam was angry inside and wanted to leash it on Kurt but couldn't do it in front of everyone. Kurt watched as Sam said good bye to Byron who insisted he was fine and could get home easily on the tube network. His opportunity came so easily, there was no way he was going to let this slip by. "Are you going home already?" Kurt asked appearing behind Byron. Byron turned going all shy being so close to Kurt "Yeah, I have classes tomorrow" he said trying to not look Kurt in the eye. "Don't be silly come and hang out, my hotel it is only round the corner" Kurt said quietly "please Byron". He was suckered in so quickly wanting to sex this man "Sure, just for a couple of hours" Byron replied. Byron said good bye to the crew and hugged Marcus then left the building waiting around the corner for Kurt. He appeared 10 minutes later smiling. Kurt was charming and so complimentary to Byron, he need not have bothered as Byron was already in the frame of mind to have wild sex with him. The reception of the hotel paid no attention to Kurt and Byron as they walked through and in to the elevator heading up to the 9th floor. The doors closed leaving the world behind, before the elevator even moved Kurt was on Byron feeling the sexual tension 'fuck Byron I want you' he said in between kissing Byron, spearing his tongue in to his mouth loving the joyful sound Byron made. The elevator pinged and Kurt released a ruffled up Byron. He fumbled with the key card delaying Byron who got inpatient with him. Pushed through the door in to the bedroom the arms of Kurt circled around his body and lifted him effortlessly into the air. Byron's face shot forward to Kurt's mouth kissing him passionately whilst the door was still closing, eventually the lock clicked in to place as Byron was dropped on the bed and Kurt began stripping his clothes and throwing them all over the room. Byron had his trousers and underwear around his ankles and Kurt removed them completely letting Byron remove his top. He ran his hands along Byron's body, up and down round and round, feeling every inch of the perfectly young muscled body. Kurt didn't need any words or even expect any talk, the lad laying on his bed was desperate for sex already leaking precum from his beautiful seven inch cock that bounced around. Kurt leaned over and took Byron's cock in his mouth hearing him groan in delight, he licked and sucked all the precum then moved up to Byron's mouth kissing him deeply. Byron's legs already hitched themselves around Kurt's thighs rubbing against his skin hoping to entice him to get on with the fucking. He took the hint and pushed Byron's legs over his head and spat on his hole several times watching his saliva run across Byron's perfectly quaint hole before diving in with this tongue. Byron squealed at the sensation, unexpecting this move his body didn't know what to make of it but it felt so good. He could feel Kurt's tongue circling his hole and probing depositing saliva and moistening him up. Kurt leaned forward and kissed Byron positioning his legs on the bed and holding Byron's legs over his body he moved his cock to within striking range. He eased the head up against the tight hole and teased it open pushing the head of his cock inside aided by his spit. Byron gasped 'fuck' he muttered and cried, a look of agony across his face as his ass was unnaturally forced open, he managed to mutter the word 'oh fuck' before Kurt's hand covered his mouth as he slowly jabbed and tore his way in to Byron's ass. He gripped Kurt's biceps, his fingers digging in pushing and trying to stop him, he pulled back slightly then pushed forward again forcing more of his eight inches in to Byron, Kurt released a massive moan feeling the ass surrounding his cock, stretching it wider as he went deeper. The fingers burned in to his biceps sensing his pubic hair had touched Byron's ass he pushed the last inch quickly and deep. Byron's body twisted and his back arched, the fingers stopped digging in to his flesh to be replaced by Byron now holding his biceps, his eyes watering from the sheer pain. Byron was hungry for it and he never expected it to hurt this much, but the power and desire to have sex won over and allowed him to endure the pain. Kurt released his hand over Byron's mouth and placed it on his shoulder holding him in place. Kurt moaned as he ground his hips up against Byron's ass 'You want me baby don't you' he asked looking Byron in the eye who nodded 'say it, tell me you want me to breed you' he said teasing Byron with jolts of his cock 'arrggghh' Byron said gripping the biceps again 'tell me Byron' he said again, 'fuck yes, I need it'. It was not good enough for Kurt he wanted to hear Byron say it 'tell me you want breeding Byron' this time he rolled his head back arching his back feeling Kurt's cock moving around inside him 'urrhhh god yes breed me' he replied. Kurt instantly leaned forward and kissed Byron 'I have wanted to breed you for so long' he said looking Byron in the eye and letting his hips begin their work. Byron relaxed his body feeling the a more pleasurable state of sex taking over, the strokes caressing inside his ass gently. Their lips meeting his mouth filled with Kurt's tongue as he sensually kissed him slowly he pulled out and in. His ass nicely adjusting to Kurt's cock his moans of pleasure barely audible, his hand moved around behind Kurt's neck. He felt the change in rhythm as Kurt began to pick up speed and fuck Byron even harder, Byron's hands grabbed hold of Kurt's hips almost pulling him in deeper. Kurt stretched his body up allowing his hips to slam hard in to Byron who cried and begged for more. He went back to kissing Byron again, never once missing a beat with his cock that was deep inside. Kurt repeatedly stretched his body up slamming hard two or three times then back to kissing and teasing Byron driving him wild in pleasure. Kurt's balls ached wanting to explode, this was no ordinary fuck, he felt connected with Byron. He strained trying to control releasing to early but his 5 day pent up load wanted to breed. Grabbing Byron's hands he pinned them above his head and leaned forward, Byron gasped and moaned as Kurt began rapidly pounding, precum tinged pink trickled out as Kurt held him unrelentingly pumping harder. Suddenly Byron rolled his head back again his body twisting, Kurt felt the twitching in his ass and knew Byron was going to orgasm. He cried and grabbed Kurt hard around his neck, he cock spewing copious amounts of seed across his chest and bed, his ass muscle twitching intensified and brought Kurt over the edge and he slammed in deep and hard catching Byron off guard. Kurt looked down at Byron staring deep in to his eyes 'fuck yes baby, gonna breed ya good' he said, his cock began rapid firing his five day load, the toxic load shot out splattering against Byron's anal wall hitting the fissures and tears coating them in his toxic semen. His orgasm lasting nearly 30 seconds, his body tensing every time he released forcing his cock deeper before his balls stopped contracting and relaxed. Kurt slowly massaged Byron's ass allowing him to feel the cock inside of his body. Byron wiped his watering eye, panting heavily he held on to Kurt whilst he nursed the seed deeper in to his body. Kurt collapsed on top on Byron and slipped his arms around him, he smiled looking at Byron where they laid enveloped around each others bodies. He stroked Byron's face 'perfect gift for a perfect guy' he said kissing Byron hard. His two hours turned in to an overnight where he ended up taking 4 more loads before he had to call time from a painfully sore ass. Byron walked along the street approaching the flat a different person, he couldn't believe he behaved so slutty last night and begged to be fucked time after time with Kurt. The man was an animal he laughed to himself putting the key in the door. He showered and went to his first class, Sam had already left and he wondered how he was going to explain his absence last night. Sam never questioned or asked about that night but he did wonder if his friendship was cooling off with Byron. As the summer come around Byron was doing a 2 week run in a singing and dancing show incorporating tap. As much as he tied to persuade Sam to audition he flat refused reminding Byron that his tap was no where as good. Sam's first love of dance was ballet and he was doing two performances a week in a production of Swan Lake in Hammersmith that was to run for 5 months. Byron sat at the audition that May afternoon, fanning himself with a brochure feeling uncomfortably hot. For the first time he failed an audition as his voice gave out after the first verse of the song. He apologised and said he appeared to be coming down with a cold and left for home. Sam walked in to find Byron vomiting in the toilet. "That's an extreme way to maintain your figure" Sam joked before he realised that Byron looked sick. Byron walked back to bed "Reckon this is flu I have got?" before remembering Jack's warning about Kurt. Sam sat on his bed "I've seen those symptoms' before" he said in a quiet voice. Byron looked over at him "What is it?" he asked. Sam shuffled on the bed "Have you had sex with anyone?" he asked feeling embarrassed. Byron looked at Sam and nodded "Yes, it was a mad moment, we didn't even discuss condoms". That was enough indication to Sam that Byron was gay "Oh Byron" Sam broke down crying and hugging him. "What's that for?" Byron asked looking at Sam. Sam wiped his eyes "I didn't know for sure if you were" he said "gay I mean". Byron held Sam's hand "Are you then, as I could never really tell?" he asked Sam nodded and looked up at Byron "I think you need to visit a clinic" he suggested. Byron looked Sam in the eye and nodded "I think I have contracted HIV" he said. "Do you know who it was?" Sam asked Byron getting off the bed and fetching some clothes for Byron. Byron nodded "Yes, I spent a night with Kurt" he confessed. Sam looked at Byron "A night, well at least yours wasn't a 15 minute fuck in a toilet cubicle" he said. Byron stood "Oh" he replied then looked at him "Oh my god did you and he as well?" he asked Sam nodded "Yes when you and Jack went out for dinner that night and left us in the studio". Byron put all the pieces together and hugged Sam hard. Two weeks later Sam hugged Byron who was having a breakdown receiving confirmation that he had indeed contracted HIV. Byron had decided to hold off medication until he needed to go on it, in his anger he fired off a text to Kurt releasing his anger and warning him not to come near Sam or him again. Sam was enjoying sex on the odd occasion at weekends, importantly his friendship with Byron was stronger than ever. Both wanted each other but neither would broach the subject, instead they both landed work up until December. Sam walked in to the flat after finishing to find Byron sat on his bed miles away "What's wrong?" he said Byron looked up "Nothing" he replied "well sort of. It's Stefan, I have to tell him but I am worried". Sam sat down next to him "I thought he loved you unconditionally, isn't that what you said?" he replied. "Yeah, but this might put a wall between us" Byron said wiping his eyes. Sam looked at him "Did... I mean well, you and him?" he asked trying to find the words. "No, god no" Byron chuckled "he is straight I told you that" he said trying to keep a straight face. Sam laughed "Yeah but he dumped his girlfriend for you. So you never did anything?" he asked again Byron shrugged "Maybe, but not sex, we sleep together and he sort of kissed me once with a chocolate" he smiled. Sam slapped Byron's leg laughing "Come on lets go out and eat I am starving".

If a bottom will all knowingly after discussion invite and allow a Top to be inside of his cunt RAW, then he WILL be getting bred. Personally, I never use condoms, and NEVER pull out. My seed is always dumped inside, and dumped in as deep as my Dick will reach!

Last week I posted on Doublelist that I wanted to suck off and rim str8 guys. I got a half dozen replies. But, as usual, the guys flaked out. I had spoken to a str8 black guy that lived about 15 miles from me. He told me that he lived with his girlfriend, but that she worked long hours and she didn't have the time nor the energy to keep him sexually satisfied. He said he normally jacks off twice a day. He had been sucked and rimmed by gay guys in the past and would consider it again. We shared a few pics back and forth, but because of the long distance, we couldn't find a time that we were both available. On Thursday however, as I was out Christmas shopping, he sent me a text asking if I could come by to eat his ass? I was going to be out in his general area so I asked for his address and put it into my GPS. The GPS said I was 15 minutes away. I told him that I was on my way. I got to his condo quickly and rang his doorbell. He pulled the door open, but he was hidden behind the door. I couldn't see him until I had entered and he closed the door behind me. He was just as described. Age 34, 6'1", 250 lbs of muscle. Very handsome and athletic with light chocolate brown colored skin. The room was dark, except for the light coming from the porn playing on the large screen TV. I followed him into his living room where a large L shaped combination sofa/chaise lounge faced the TV. He instructed me to sit on the sofa as he pulled his basketball shorts down and stepped out of them. I leaned forward and took his soft cock into my mouth. It grew and hardened quickly as I sucked. I sucked for about 5 minutes, then he pulled away from me and knelt on the edge of the chaise. "Eat my ass", he barked as he put his head down and ass up. I sniffed poppers and I scooted over behind his ass. Then I went to work on his ass. He was loving my tongue. I probably ate his hole for 15 minutes. I was able to get in real deep and lick the soft, pink insides of his hole. Finally he stood and told me to suck him again. I began to suck. I only sucked for just a few minutes until he pushed my head back and he began to stroke his cock at a fast and furious pace. I opened my mouth and held my tongue out for him to shoot on. He stroked for just a few more minutes until I could tell from his breathing and facial expression that he was ready to cum. The first shot of his cum hit my forehead and nose. I dove for his cock and wrapped my lips around his swollen cock head as he shot load after load after load of hot cum into my mouth. Then he pushed my head away, he backed up and reached for his shorts. As he quickly stepped into and pulled up his shorts he said, "Ok. Get out". He walked to the door and flipped the locks to unlock it as I walked towards him at the door. Just as I reached him, he pulled the door open. Without any words between us I left and he pushed the door closed behind me. It's been 3 days and I hadn't heard back from him. But today he sent me a text. "Come get me off again, fag". I texted back that it wasn't going to be possible today. Too many things to do for Christmas. But his reply was that as soon as Christmas was over he was going to need my mouth again. "And make sure your ass is cleaned out, in case I want to dump in your ass." "Yes, sir". was my text in reply. I totally get off being used by str8 guys for their pleasure.

So, I'm 18 and its graduation day, 1978. And I'm sitting home... alone. No parties to go to, no friends to hang out.. Kind of been like that for a few years now. I know I'm gay but not acting on it. Instead, its countless hours of porn, usually straight porn, or an occasional playgirl magazine that I pick up at the same time I pick up the Playboy or Penthouse. But I know I like cock, and my j/o sessions are usually to movies that show a guys dick or ass, or a wresting match on tv, or even a repeat episode of Batman. But today, on my graduation day, I'm feeling really bummed and feeling like nothing will get me out of my funk. So Dad sees me moping around the house, and decides its time to do something to cheer me up.. Let's go for a ride he says, and even though the thought sounds horrible I agree. Kinda the typical quiet ride I usually have with Dad until we are near the destination of his choice and then he fills me in.. You need to do something fun, something wild, something stupid today.. and I'm gonna help make that happen he says.. Not something you'll want to share with Mom unless of course you want to kill herself and have her kill me in the same hour he adds.. I'm a little more interested than before and I listen more closely . He tells me how he knows I like to steal his porno magazines and based on the left over tissues in my bedroom and the countless hours i'm in there with the door locked, he knows that I'm doing what every boy and man does. masturbate as often as possible. Part of me is shocked, embarrassed, and yet theres also a part of me that has woken up inside.. At the moment I can't believe my dad is talking about this stuff with me but he has my full attention. Then he says we're going to go to the xxx porno theater for a movie or two. Now, I've seen the ads in the newspaper , right there along the ads for Grease and Saturday Night Fever, ads for xxx movies such as Debbie Does Dallas or Taboo. I always dreamed of seeing one, but figured maybe over the summer one night, certainly not going there together with my dad. Then I think I threw out one question after another to him. 1. Have you been here before Dad? ( Yup, many times) 2. Does Mom know ( No, sometimes, a guy has just got to get away for some alone time) 3. Whats it like inside ( just like a movie theater, but dark, so dark when you walk in, you can't see a thing) 4. Will it be crowded ( never packed, but there will be lots of guys in there, all spread out in the theater, walking around, standing in the back) 5 .Umm.. Dad when I look at magazines and stuff, I usually j/o. What do I do here? (just pretend you are at home, behind your closed door, no one cares here, everyone does the same thing) 6. You do that here too Dad? ( yup, like I said before sometimes you just got to get away for some alone time) And then I get quiet.. and we pull into the parking lot.. and my heart is pounding.. like its never pounded before. Dad parks the car and we get out. I walk two steps behind him as we walk up to the window.. Two tickets please.. and we walk in...Then Dad pulls open the theater door and we walk in to a sea of darkness.

Two years ago I was in DC at the Eagle and two muscular black guys in their mid-30s in harnesses and I were cruising each other. I was 38 at the time, smooth athletic build and wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I finally went over to talk to them and one of them said "Come on. You're going back to our place, you fucking pig." Sounded good to me so I followed them back to their place. We get there and they tell me to strip down to the black jock I was wearing, and to get into the sling. They also stripped, although they left on their harnesses. Next thing I know my right arm was tied above my head and one of the guys asked me if I partied. I said I smoked some T before, but not much. They just looked at each other. They asked if I was poz, to which I answered "No, I'm neg." Another look. Next thing I knew I saw three syringes with orange caps. Being tied-up in a sling, I started to panic a little, but the bigger of the two guys, Terry, said "Relax, we got ya." I responded "Please, don't." Terry replied "You're still our slut for the night." Next thing I knew he wiped my forearm with an alcohol swap, and inserted a needle into my arm. I saw a tinge of blood enter the syringe and then he depressed the plunger, injecting the liquid into my arm. I completely lost my breath and gasped, but Terry encouraged me to take a deep breath. I coughed three or four times, and then felt warm and tingly. My ass felt as if it was on fire. I just looked at Terry and Tom, the other top, and blurted out "Please, fuck me. Please, give me your cock." The two guys laughed at me and said "Good boy, now we have you the way we like you - a hungry Tina junkie, begging for cock." Tom approached to fuck me with his 9.5 inch big black cock. When I realized he was not wearing a condom, I said "No, not raw, please, SIR" but he responded "Shut up, slut and take it" and with that he rammed his entire raw cock into my ass, and all I could do was beg for it. He chuckled "What do you want, white boy?" I answered "Please fuck me SIR." Tom yelled "You want this nigger cock boy?" I muttered "Yes, SIR." I didn't wanna say it. but he made me, and finally I screamed "Fuck me SIR - give me that huge nigger cock up my pussy." Good slut" he replied, and proceeded to fuck me then grunted "Take my poz load boy - here it comes." I was so high I begged him to breed me. When Tom withdrew, Terry was next at bat, and Tom disappeared downstairs. Same thing - another case of "Take my big black cock boy" and as he fed me his 10.5. inches. It was so fucking thick I kept the poppers handy and was begging for it up my pig cunt. He also bred me and as he blew his load I found myself saying "Feed me your cum SIR, breed me" to which he responded "Here it comes, boy - another poz load for your pussy." When he pulled-out and I could feel cum dripping down my legs. My hole felt so empty and I squirmed in the sling, at which point Terry pick-up a huge red butt plus and proceeded to shove it up my pig cunt. It felt soooo good to be stuffed. Then he disappeared downstairs for a good 15 minutes. Next thing I knew, Terry, Tom and two more huge black muscle guys walked into the room. Terry (or was it Tom?) said to the guys "Here's the junkie slut we are pozzing. You want some?" The guys immediately stripped and proceeded to slam themselves. While they were prepping themselves, Tom asked me "You need another slam boy? This time its gonna be a big one - we want you really fucked up." Tom proceeded to stick himself and draw some of his blood into the syringe. As I watched, he depressed the plunger only a bit. The next thing I knew he pulled it out of his arm and stuck me with it - injecting his poz blood into my arm. No sooner had the contents of the syringe entered my blood stream, well, I was flying! I coughed even harder this time and all four of the guys laughed at me. Tom said "Good slut - I just gave you a .5 slam." My pussy was on fire like never before. They untied me from the sling and put me on the bed where they proceeded to take turns on me for over three hours. They even double fucked me. My pussy couldn't get enough bareback cock. The two guests also bred me, so I had four loads in my pig cunt when one of the guys brought out some huge fucking dildos. I honestly didn't think I could take them but certainly wanted to try. I took a deep hit of poppers and the guys proceeded to wreck my hole with extra large black dildos, eventually shoving two in me at once. Sometime later the two guests left, and Tom and Terry fucked me some more, eventually depositing loads five and six in my ass. Late morning I left, and as we parted, Terry and Tom said "Good slut - we want you again. Welcome to the world of poz pig play - you fucking Tina slut." Part 2 next time.

Jamal was hard in his jeans as he knocked on the apartment door, his mind awhirl with arousal and anticipation. Replaying in his mind the conversation he'd had on Grindr earlier that day with a white dom (who on the app used the nom de plum BOIMAKER) he'd been talking back and forth with for almost a week now: Are you ready for tonight BOY? This white cock is hard and hungry for a black hole to fill! Fuck yes Master, this boy can't wait to be your slave. I'm hard already. Hard and ready to obey. To be a slutty black slave, whose only thought is pleasing your master cock with whatever hole you desire, Like a good boy should be. When I'm through turning you, molding you, nigger, you'll never want to be anything else. Just a slave. A slut. A hole. The man followed this exchange up with a closeup cock pick. White, uncut, massive. Jamal's idea of heaven. You'll just be my nigger hole. Good for nothing but getting this inside him. The 26 year old black man could already feel the white cock inside him, using him, claiming him. The white stud debasing him. The dark skinned young professional had always been submissive in bed, but there was something about raceplay that really turned him on. Maybe it was the [banned word]. Maybe it was the hot white cocks. He'd always had a weakness for white men, particularly bears and cubs, he loved the feel of body hair on his smooth black skin. The give of their soft bodies that belied the muscles hidden underneath. The very thought of them dominating him, controlling him, owning him... What had been a fantasy had over the years become his obsession. And as he waited in the silence following the knock announcing bis presence to his Master-to-be, a little voice whispered to him, Dark truths he could not quite yet accept. Maybe it turns you on because you know it's more than mere fantasy, a quiet voice whispers from the corners of his subconscious. Maybe it turns you on because you know where all black boys belong: serving at the feet of their white betters. Because you know what all blacks truly are: beasts of burden, not meant to have wills of their own. So when the door opened, and a thick young cub opened the door in a wifebeater and thigh hugging latex boxer-shorts, his arms thickly matted with curly black hair, Jamal nearly came on the spot. He could give his soul to this white stud. "M-m-master!" The black man stammered, "I am here to serve." The young man, no older than 20, eyed Jamal with a hungry sneer. His pursed pink lips and arrogant expression framed by closely cropped black stubble. He looked down at the 9 inch bulge straining Jamal's jeans. "Look at you boy, even your cock leaps to a white man's bidding. We're gonna have fun tonight ." "Yes Master." "Take off your clothes." In moments, Jamal was naked, hands awkwardly behind his back leaving his hard black cock jutting prominently from his muscular frame. Even between his massive thighs, balanced from behind by firm, dimpled ass cheeks, it was clear his endowment had few peers. The white man cast an appraising look over Jamal, gray eyes betraying nothing before he commanded him yet again. "On your knees, you black faggot. I want you to crawl over to me." Jamal eagerly sank to his knees, and crawled over to the center of the room where his Master stood. His eyes never left the massive bulge beneath the cub's hairy muscular stomach. The boxers left none of his foot long cock to the imagination. Its impressive length, and girth evident from how it strained against the material, some sort of latex or spandex like polymer. When he reached the man, the white man grabbed the back of Jamal's head and forced his nose into his crotch. "Sniff my crotch. My powerful white cock. Good slaves should know what a real man smells like, so that they know they will always be boys." The smell was pungent, overwhelming, it was pure masculine dominance. And Jamal felt lightheaded as he inhaled, he was too aroused to think. Every sniff chased the impulse to think furthger from his mind, every independent instinct. He did not need them anymore. He was where he belonged, on his knees. All he had to do was obey. This scent. His Master's potent white musk, was like a drug, a corrective rewriting his very DNA. When his Master pulled his face away from the bulge barely constrained in the Jamal's eyes were vacant, drool pooled at his mouth. Cock, was his only thought, I need that big white dick. "You liked that didn't ya boy?" Jamal's new Master tilted his head up so that his gray, confident gaze consumed Jamal's own, the black boy's sense of self shrinking even more in the strength of that gaze. He felt himself dissipate in the forceful glare, his throbbing, black tool leaking uselessly in his shorts. "Ye'essss Master, love your-yer cock. S-s-smelled gooooood." "And that smell. Your master's smell made you feel good, didn't it boy?" "Yesss." "Made you feel horny and slutty-" "Yesss." "Made you wanna serve me, eh? Turn off your nigger brain and serve." As the white man towering above him spoke, he stuck one, then two, then three fingers into Jamal's mouth, which the boy sucked instinctively. So in answer to the last question, he merely moaned. Black damp spot in the crotch of his jeans spreading. The cub turned to the table behind him, and Jamal saw a pipe and a bag filled with translucent crystals.Though he'd never used it before, he recognized the telltale signs of meth immediately. For a moment, the euphoric haze cleared. He wanted to serve, to obey, to be used, but... hard drugs were dangerous, weren't they? Addictive. Life-ruining. How far was he willing to go for a fantasy? The white man loaded up the long, thin glass pipe with a few sizeable crystals, noticing as he did so the uncertain look in Jamal's eyes. He smiled, the cruel assertive certainty not leaving his gray eyes, "What? Never traveled to the clouds, eh." "I haven't done any master. I knew some friends who dabbled in college and, uh... it got out control." Even as he spoke, Jamal picture himself taking the pipe from his master's hands and smoking it. The smell of Master's cock still in his nose. How hot would it be to debase himself like this? How slutty would he feel, submitting to white cock both inside and out, while in the throes of a powerful drug? "I-I was always afraid of losing myself." He continued, blinking rapidly as beads of nervous, and anticipatory, sweat, beaded on his forehead. "Well that's the idea boy," he handed Jamal the loaded pipe and a lighter, "Slaves have no control. Slaves have no self to lose." The white cub grabbed Jamal by the back of the head and shoved his face into his armpit. "Sniff boy, play with that black cock of yours while my scent empties your mind." Jamal complied automatically, eagerly. The sweaty, mascinline aroma buffeted away every concern, thought and need, but... Obey. Slack-jawed, Jamal barely hesitated as he took the pipe, melting the crystal with the lighter before putting it to his lips. "Suck it deep. Deep and slow." After twenty seconds of filling his lungs, Jamal exhaled a large cloud into the air. The remainder of his doubts exhaled with it. The boy sat back on his juicy black ass, grinning dumbly as his whole body buzzed. His mind was foggy. He felt good... detached from himself, but very aware of every sensation his body felt. He felt warm, electric, open... "Good boy, feels good don't it? Getting high, and obeying me. Serving me. " "Yesss Masser." "Hit the pipe again nigger. Slower this time. Deeper." The cloud billowed out of Jamal's mouth and nose seemingly in slow motion. The warmth spreading throughout him hit his crotch, and without thinking he began rubbing his own black faggot hardon. "Every inch of your black body tingles doesn't it. At the thought of obeying me. Getting high for me. Being used for me." "Yessss." "Take another hit boy. Deeper this time. Slower." He hit it again. Exhaling an even more bilious and voluminous cloud into the air, the familiar tingle grew stronger. The detached sensation he felt was somehow compounded even further by drugs in his system meeting his Master's smell. "Take another boy." He did, and the warmth inside him began to tingle insistently around the ring of his ass. And also deep within his hole. As his glazed eyes fell on the bulge now a mere foot away. The tingle became an itch. "Again." Jamal's vacant pupils were as wide as dinner plates as a billowing cloud of smoke exited his lips. He smiled as he felt that familiar feeling, the odd combo of intense focus and blissfull detachment. Every inch of his body tingled even more insistently as he felt his mind drift on clouds of meth and musk and lust. The itch in his black hole, his nigger hole, grew into a hunger. As if sensing that hunger, his Master peeled the compression shorts off his massive, alabaster thighs and kicked them to the ground, and his pendulous cock hung swinging from his crotch, nestled in a dark thicket of pubes. He stood there, cock looming large in Jamal's tunneling vision. The man did not speak. He knew, with the amphetamine in Jamal's system, and the musk of a superior white cock in the boy's nose. He did not need to. The nigger's own inner desires would do the work for him.

I’ve thought about it many times. I’d love to run a bookstore with booths or a sauna. We’ve talked about turning the family farm into a gay clothing optional campground and spa. But, it’s all talk because if we did it it would be work and no longer the fantasy

Need to blow my poz load

Spending a few days in Scotland over Christmas. On Boxing Day I woke up really horny and in the mood to get fucked. No joy for a while and then got messaged by a couple in Glasgow - one top, one vers - who were looking for bareback. Both looked quite fit - one early 40s and the other mid 30s. Went over to their place and in no time they both had their pants down and I was taking it in turns to suck them. We sucked each other for a while and then I got my tongue up the younger guy's arse. At one point they were kneeling on the bed side by side and I was rimming them, moving from the older guy's smooth hole to the younger lad's hairy one. After a while they were ready to fuck me and I laid back on the bed, my legs in the air as they took turns to fuck me. It was all very horny - especially when the younger lad sat his hairy arse on my face as his partner fucked me. The older guy came in my arse and and then his partner pumped a load into me too. We rested for a while and then the younger guy went down on my cock again I thought he was going to suck me off but after a while he stopped and asked me to fuck him. I slid up him bare and fucked him as his partner watched, urging me on to fuck him hard and breed him good. I shot a big load up him and then went off to meet some friends for lunch, two big loads of cum still up my arse.

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.

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

i too am grateful for the contributors on this site and thread. Some wonderful discussions. i too wonder about monogamy. i fantasize about a variation of it , i guess. Having a relationship with a Top who i cede control of my sex too, a caged penis to make and keep me horny, and Him controlling who breeds me. Even if that means He want's me to be fucked by anyone and everyone, for me psychologically i associate that with Him fucking and breeding me. He has me lie on the bed and pimps my pussy out to whomever He pleases while He watches, and i am watching and listening to His lust the whole time and taking those cocks and loads as His. i know, not traditional at all, but to me it can be enormously intimate with Him, and i have experienced a reciprocal feeling from a Top having that kind of control given to Him. There are so many amazing possibilities with relationship.

I loved my first boyfriend, and he loved me. The sex was okay - not great, but enough that we kept doing it. His skill as a top was nil. At least I didn't have to suffer long when he tried, and he tried SO HARD. When I stopped being the porn star who was also his boyfriend, he seemed to lose interest. Our sex became less frequent, and I felt like a weekend boyfriend, or a friend with a benefit. Eventually I had to get pegged by someone else. I had an itch that my boyfriend couldn't scratch because his dick was too small. When I told him, we broke up exactly as I expected. After my husband's death, we got back together for a couple months, but it was the same old shit. The sex was better than ever, but that's all it ever was. I couldn't love him, not after he disrespected my dead husband. If ever I fall in love again, it won't be because of great sex. That's just a bonus. I'm more attuned to the soul and having a lifelong pal who indulges what I need.

I got herpes years ago while still a consistent user of condoms. Since going on PrEP about 4 years ago I’ve had chlamydia and gonorrhoea dealt with in the usual way. Most recently I had syphilis and had a bad reaction for about 24 hours to the painful injection (flu like symptoms) and my doctor has scheduled quarterly blood tests as specific follow up (separate to my normal blood/urine tests and throat/rectal swabs required with PrEP). Not sure I understand the question about ‘PrEP failure’ but I understand any failure to be rare and more usually to be linked to user failure to consistently take doses as recommended.

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

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

i was 8 years old and my brothers friend raped me he asked me to come over to his place he wanted to show me something and i went over and he sure showed me i dident know what he was doing to me at the time but the more he did it the more i liked it once he shot his load deep in me i was hooked he bred my ass for 4 years i could never stop after that

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

Are the filthiest, sleaziest, and nastiest BZ PiGs ready for several more chapters that are ready to put out? 🐷💦☣️☢️💦 Do you really want Stevie-boy to go down a much more corrupt darker path? 😈

Jesse didn't get my ass at the theatrer that day.. We did some more stroking and sucking before we got up and left. It would be about a week later that Jesse, Dad and I would get together again. But before that, dad and I played one more time. It wasn't always easy finding time alone, with mom being around. But I guess Dad was so horny one night, he just couldnt take it anymore I was up late watching tv - down in the living room on the couch. Laying naked under a blanket, I played with my cock slowly as I watched tv. I heard Dad walking down the stairs, and knew he was heading down to use the bathroom ( the only bathroom in the house) I caught a glimpse of Dad as he came down stairs and walked through the living room. He was wearing only briefs, and just the thought of seeing his cock again was making me rock hard. He quickly went to pee and came back into the living room.. He walked over to me, and I figured he was just checking to see if I was still up and watching tv ( he hated to have the tv on and no body watching it !!) When he saw I was awake, he said quickly, " I'm so horny" and he pulled out a rock hard cock from his briefs. I sat up and put it in my mouth. With my other hand, I pushed off my blanket and stroked my hard boy cock. Dad didn't make much noise as he didn't want to wake up mom, but I could tell he was enjoying it as much as I did. I took Dad's cock as deep as I could, wanting my reward for my efforts.. It didn't take long til I was rewarded.. I could tell he was close by his breathing, and as his balls released a large load of cum into my mouth, my own cum shot out of my dick, covering my chest and stomach with my jizz.. Dad stepped away , put his dick back in his briefs. Then leaned forward and licked the cum off my body. "I'll give mom a good nite kiss from you when I get back to bed" .... "Don't stay up too late" And as he turned and walked away, I watched his tight ass fill those briefs.... and thought damn... next time .. I want his ass again.

Trying poppers training videos is so hot and makes me so piggy

Part 16 Rob slowly opened his eyes. He had no idea where he was. The small room didn’t look like the back room of the leather store. The last he remembered, he was bound to a fuck bench in a jock strap while being photographed. Similar to when he was on the fuck bench, he couldn’t move. However, he now was sitting up at an angle and there was some sort of gag in his mouth. He ran his tongue around the object in his mouth he realized it was a penis gag from the shape. What was the same to him was that he still felt incredibly horny and he could feel his hard cock throbbing. As his vision cleared, he could see himself in a large mirror. He was bound in some kind of chair. The chair looked like a cross between a barber’s chair and some kind of gynecologist exam table. His spread legs were slightly elevated and bound to some sort of stirrup support. From the angle he was bound, he could actually see his asshole in the mirror. His pink hairless hole looked and felt wet. He also noticed that the red jock strap was gone and he was completely naked. Rob was dumbfounded; he didn’t remember this set up at the photo shoot at all. It seemed like he wasn’t even in the leather store anymore. Once he gained more of his senses, he also noticed the large video screen in front of him that was playing some sort of porn. He wondered where Nick and the photographer Tony had disappeared to and why they had left him alone like this. He tested his bonds but they were too tight, he even had limited movement of his head. Once he gained full consciousness all he could really do was stare at the porn on the screen in front of him. While watching the porn on the screen he came to the realization that he recognized the setting. Although the video was just composed of a series of clips, he could tell it was from the gangbang party from the other night. He caught glimpses of some of the bottoms he had used such as the ginger and the Asian. There was a short clip of Cody fucking the blonde at the fuck racing station, one of a bottom sucking Jesse’s pierced cock and even one of a bottom being pissed fucked. That muscle Viking Dolf was also featured in the video, including a 2 minute long clip of his scorpion tattooed cock pumping in and out of some hole. Rob even believed that he caught a glimpse or two of himself in some of the crowd scenes. The tape was playing on a loop so when he saw some of the same scenes playing over and over his ego took over. “Why aren’t I featured in this video,” he thought. “I did a great job fucking that night.” Rob was brought back to reality by the sound of a door opening and closing. With that sound, three people entered and stood in front of him. Two of the men were big muscular bears dressed in full leather that he did not recognize, but the third man was Nick. “Well, well look who is back to reality,” Nick sarcastically remarked. “How are you enjoying the accommodations?” he laughed. Rob struggled against his bonds and tried to speak but to no avail. Nick reached over and gave Rob’s hard cock a little slap. “It looks like you are happy to see us and are enjoying the show on the screen.” Nick then held up a remote and clicked it. “Let me show something else that I think you’ll like.” The video on the screen changed and Rob’s image appeared. The video showed a couple of still shots of him that must have been taken at the party and then moved to action clips. Although he still didn’t understand why he was bound to the chair and being forced to watch the video, his first thought was actually “I guess they realized I am a star performer and deserved my own exclusive video; the clips are actually quite flattering and hot.” The video clips showed him fucking and degrading the bottoms during the party. Included were audio snippets of his voice barking instructions and making derogatory comments to the bottoms. Then words stared flashing sporadically with the clips. TOTAL TOP DOMINANT AGGRESSIVE RAW POWER ALWAYS IN CONTROL Rob loved the video and his cock started dripping pre-cum as he re-lived his experiences at the party through watching the video. But then a couple of confusing phrases popped up and lingered on the screen. ALL THINGS COME TO AN END TIME FOR A CHANGE Finally a clip appeared that showed Dolf grabbing Rob’s ass and winking at the camera followed by the hashtag: #TURNTHETOP It took Rob a minute or two but he suddenly understood the implication and started struggling again and yelling into the penis gag. Nick gave an evil laugh, “I see you are excited to get started with your featured performance tonight.” Rob desperately tried to shake his head NO, but his restraints kept him from really rotating his head from side to side. Nick continued, “This is what you wanted whore; just look at the evidence.” “First there is that throbbing cock of yours; it is actually dripping pre-cum.” Rob glanced down toward his cock and saw Nick was right. He didn’t understand why he was so hard right now, but for some reason his cock just wouldn’t go down. “Next there is the little matter of these,” Nick said as he pulled a prescription drug bottle out of his pocket and shook it in front of Rob’s face. “You have been so adamant that you were a total Top and didn’t therefore need to worry about HIV.” “Even though that may be a misguided belief, you were very vocal in expressing it.” “So if that’s the case, why would you be taking PReP; must be that you were planning on getting fucked raw.” “From the date of the prescription on the bottle it looks like you have been taking these regularly for a long time, so by conjecture you must have really wanted to take cock for at least as long.” With that final statement, Nick shook the pill bottle one more time and tossed it into a nearby trash can. Rob’s eyes were popping out of his head. He didn’t understand how Nick could have his prescription bottle and if he knew about the PReP, what else did he know? Nick then held up a stack of papers “Most importantly however my little cum dump wannabe, there is the matter of all these waivers, consent forms and contracts you signed.” “Here let me read you something from this one.” Nick flipped the pages on one of the documents and began reading. “Quote < I urgently realize my true desires and respectfully request that I am trained and transformed into a cock craving cum dump bottom using any and all means deemed necessary to achieve that status > Unquote”. “Is that not your name and signature at the bottom of this contract,” Nick asked Rob as he flashed the contract in Rob’s face. Nick continued, “Look at your quivering pink virginal hole, it’s just begging to be used.” He then stuck his index finger against Rob’s hole and pushed it in. Rob felt a strong burning sensation with the intrusion. As Nick removed his finger, Rob started feeling a desire he had never experienced before. His hole began twitching and Rob felt a need for something in his ass. “Oh, by the way, I have band for you to wear tonight” “I know you were concerned about not getting enough action since you couldn’t wear that guest band you had previously.” Nick raised his hand and dangled a pink woven bracelet and then placed it on Rob’s ankle. The sound of a loud bell penetrated the walls of the room. Rob recognized that sound from the party on Friday night. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as Rob watched the two bears place leather executioner’s masks over their heads. Nick casually walked up to Rob’s side and leaned in to say, ”Let me use a phrase that you are very familiar with; time to make you compliant.” With that Nick quickly wrapped a tourniquet over Rob’s bicep and administered a strong slam of meth. When Nick removed the tourniquet and Rob started to cough, the penis gag was removed. Rob was flying; every little touch made him hornier. The leather bears removed his bonds and lifted him to his feet. Rob felt like he was floating and ready for anything. Nick followed the two bears as they half carried Rob to the party in the adjacent room. The packed crowd cheered as Rob was led into the room toward the platform in the center. He had a hard time with the steps, so the leather men had to carry him up the stairs by his arms. They then lifted him into the awaiting sling and strapped his arms and legs in place. Rob tried to scan the crowd for someone that would help him out of his predicament but it appeared everyone was laughing and having a good time; they all seemed very happy to see him so vulnerable. Nick walked to the top of the stage and raised his arms in a movement to quiet the crowd. “Fellow Pigs and Gentlemen, as promised we have delivered to you a Top that has realized his true calling as a cum dump bottom.” “Before we begin the festivities of breaking the new pig in, there is the matter of the online auction for the right to take his cherry.” Nick turned and started rubbing his fingers around Rob’s hole. He pressed a few times to show how the hole resisted and bounced back from the pressure. The action was shown in close up detail on the surrounding video screens. In fact, Rob himself had a clear view of the action as well since there was a video screen directly over his head pointing at his face. Not only was he going to feel it when he was fucked by his very first cock, he was going to be able to have a close up view of it live on the screen above his head. The placement of that screen was a strategic move by the party organizers. They had found that a virgin bottom would tend to clench tight as he saw a cock near his hole. It only made the entry feel that much better for the Top fucking him. “The winner has been notified and I’d ask that he now take the stage to pop this cherry.” There was some clapping and rustling in the crowd. Rob could see a figure approaching the stage but with his blurred vision he really couldn’t tell who it was until the guy was standing at his head and slapping a hard cock on his face. It was Cody! “Happy to see me slut?” "I knew from the night I met you I was going to take your cherry; even if it did cost me a month’s salary.“ Rob started to shake his head. This can’t be happening he thought; he was being betrayed by two people he had grown to like and trust; first Nick and now Cody. Cody stuck his cock in Rob’s mouth “Show me that you’ve gotten better at sucking cock.” As Cody slowly pumped his cock in and out of Rob’s mouth he felt no resistance; Rob was flying too high to even think of anything else and he hungrily sucked Cody’s cock like he was nursing on a bottle. “Who’s the apprentice now pig?” “By the end of the night you’ll earn your gold medal as a cum dump!” Rob sucked as hard as he could, trying to work a load out of Cody. “I see what you are doing pig, but it’s not going to work, my load is going in your ass.” Cody pulled his cock out of Rob’s mouth and said “Speaking of which…” He slapped his cock hard against Rob’s face and then walked back to the awaiting ass. “Look at the screen bitch,” Cody snarled as his stuck two fingers up Rob’s ass. “See how my fingers are working your ass and getting it ready for my cock!” Rob couldn’t believe the feeling; there was pain and pleasure. The feeling of Cody’s fingers up his ass was driving his hormones wild and watching the action on the screen as it happened was a surreal experience. Cody then lined his cock up at the pink cherry hole and yelled up at Rob “Are you ready asshole; I going to fuck you in the style you seem to enjoy most.” Cody reared back and thrusted his cock balls deep into Rob’s ass in one motion. As he did, he shouted one word. “HARD.” Rob howled and the crowded cheered. As seemed to be the tradition at these parties, the crowd started chanting “Fuck Him –Fuck Him”. Cody fucked at a steady pace for the most part; he rocked the sling for leverage making sure he did his best to make Rob feel each and every deep thrust. He’d occasionally thrust to the side to get a reaction from Rob. Rob was moaning but couldn’t say much after his initial howl because the two bears that had escorted him to the stage were busy using his mouth and throat. Actually it has more like using his whole face. While one was pumping his fat hairy cock down Rob’s throat, the other would be cock-slapping his face or poking his wet cock in Rob’s ear. Cody fucked Rob for nearly a half an hour and then raised one finger to the crowd, then two fingers and finally three. With one final thrust he shot his load in Rob’s now deflowered hole. After Cody pulled his cock out of Rob’s ass, he stuck in three fingers and fished out some of his newly deposited seed. He moved to Rob’s face and rubbed his dripping fingers over Rob’s mouth and face and then stuck his slimy cock in Rob’s mouth. “Clean it bitch,” he demanded. As Rob was sucking off the cum and ass juices from Cody’s cock, Cody yelled out to the crowd, “Whoever is next please step up and plow away.”

I've had sex with family members of both genders. I don't think of it as a big deal. I would never rule out sex because of incest rules.