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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.

Hi guys, I have some pretty serious fantasies about me getting raped by a group of guys - and reading some stories on here has given my slut brain even more to think about. It would be great to write a story on here that develops as you guys give me more plot ideas of my eventual rape. What would be even more horny is if some of you guys were planning to find me and make the last chapter a reality and be written by you - posting pictures of the actual event. Now obviously this would not be actual rape - i do not condone that one little bit - but i know im not alone in this fantasy either! So if any of you like this idea - i will start writing the intro section. This will set the scene of who i am and why i need this. It will give the first clues as to who i am or where i am in real life. As the story develops i hope a few guys will figure out where and who i am - and i will obviously be starting to get an idea of what my eventual rape is gonna be like. By that time - hopefully i will only be a matter of days/weeks away from having this fantasy become much more of a reality and my story will be finished by some of you from here. If you like the sound of this - let me know and i will start writing. Hoping this doesn't break any rules here. And i think i am posting in the right place - please do let me know if this is not allowed lovely Mods!

So some female porn star gave 249 blowjobs in 14 hours in 2006 for a world's record. [EG] I would fuckin love to break that record.

hmmmm doesn't come across as that sleazy to me but hopefully someone on here can enlighten you. Berlin? Well now you're talking sleaze!

I absolutely love putting my hole up to one and taking whatever they want to put in me. Even had one try to fist me, mostly dry, but of course could not get in but did feel pretty good as far as he was able. Love the anon about it. Remember one time when there was a woman in the other booth and as I looked, she was naked and bent over and put her pussy to the hole. I took one look and backed away and left. She must have had at least 20 piercings all around her hole. No way was my cock going near all that sharp looking jewelry. LOL

Not sure it qualifies, but still... I had a stiff back issue that had to be taken care of by a chiropractor masseur. I went in, started to undress but casually mentioned I wasn’t wearing any underwear. He said: “Don’t worry, cover with a towel.” At some point, while taking care of my upper legs, I felt his arm going higher, up to my ass, just touching my cheeks, but I really wanted him to go near my hole. I was already hard of thinking that and started moving around to get comfy with my erection I was lying over, and my hand brushed his buldge. He was hard! So I touched his buldge again, with intent this time and at the moment I did, his fingers touched my asshole and I let a small moan out... The rest is natural conclusion: he unbuttoned to show me his amazing cock and the session finished with his huuuge load deep in my cunt - he fucked me and bred me without saying a single word. Before I left, he said that he needs to see me a few more times to fix my back, and added: “Don’t push out my seed till tomorrow, it is your medicine.” Needless to say, the next times I’ve seen him there was no towel involved...

I don’t, at all. I try to take good dump and avoid food prior fucking, but if anything minor happens, my mouth is a great cleaning tool for an alpha’s cock. In my experience, most tops enjoy that and it is a clear signal that I’m a real cock servant. Usually try to do ass-to-mouth mid fuck, first to taste my pussy, and second to let the man know he can use me however.

@hotguy02, as I understand the 'ownership' mindset I can appreciate the sexual relationship and submissive/loyal dynamics you have with your top daddy. However, you touch upon feeling 'jealous'. Firstly you want to nip that emotion in the bud (not healthy for body and mind). Secondly, that tells me you might have romantic feelings for him. If so, have you told him? Frank communication is absolutely paramount with anyone we come into contact with. It sounds like from my understanding that your emotional needs are not being met. In that instance it could be a positive thing to redirect that energy into being sexually active with other Men whilst retaining what you currently have with your top daddy. Of course you would both need to agree on that. NLbear's wise words say enough;

6. You want Daddy’s load boy?He said, followed by a picture of a beer can thick cock with a pointed head sprouting from a thick bush of mostly white hair. Yes Daddy!I responded. I’ve got a little bit of time now before work. Probably only enough time to fill your cunt and nothing else. That’s fine Daddy. I just NEED your load. I can’t get off anyway.I took a picture of the cage and sent it. His next response was an address a few blocks away. My chest felt tight but the throbbing in my hole and the slight taste of piss on my lips made my cock twitch against its cage and I knew what I needed. This was another new step, a new level in my journey. I pulled on a shorts over the briefs I had been wearing to keep the plug in my hole. Grabbed a tank top from the floor and slipping into a pair of shoes I left the house as I texted the man telling him I was on my way. In less than ten minutes I was buzzing his apartment and walking up the steps. I hadn’t thought about how difficult it would be with the massive plug slipping in and out of my hole and banging against my prostate but I could feel my briefs becoming wet with cum and my cock leaking into the cage. The daddy opened the door in only a towel, he leered at me and told me to get inside. “Turn around,” he said as soon as I was in the door. He closed the door and pressed me into the wall. He yanked my shorts and briefs down saying, “Stick your ass out boy. Now push that plug into my hand.” I relaxed my hole and let the plug fall into his waiting paw. He growled deep in his chest and I heard him set the plug down and drop the towel. Then his hands were on my hips forcing me forward. His pointed cock head found my hole quickly and he wasted no time. “Nice loose wet cunt. I’ll have to use you more often boy. Fill you up with Daddy’s spunk.” He slammed into me as hard as he could and started to pound me. “Most boys complain that I’m too thick for them, but not a slut like you. A caged up little slut begging random men for loads. I know your kind.” He kept up a deep chested breathy string of dirty talk and he hammered away at my slack cunt. I was whimpering and begging him to use me, begging him to fill me with his cum. Then without warning he did. He just stopped talking and forced his cock as deep as it would go. I could feel my hole stretching a little bit further as the thick base of his cock finally pressed into my hole. The now familiar warmth filled my gut and without thinking about it I thanked him. After a moment or two he pulled out, replaced the plug and spun me round to face him. “Good boy,” he said, “I’ll let you know next time Daddy needs a cunt to breed. Now get the fuck out.” He picked up the towel from the floor and walked further into the apartment leaving me to pull my shorts back on and leave stinking of sweat and cum.

Prequel to Chapter 45; *Waiting* I lay in the sling in the darkened candle lit bathroom with the Lucifer chants ringing through my ears, Todd's pus-piss soaked Jock stuffed in my mouth, two of Todd's super charged up toxic loads deposited deep inside my rectum, restrained by my ankles and wrists, with a brand new cunT to my name. For a few minutes I lay just like that. And then, with the bathroom door still locked I was soon feeling a pair of hot hands molest me, tugging at the nipple clamp chain and rubbing me all over my helpless body. THEN ....

I LOVE sucking and swallowing but also dislike deep throating, don't like doing it and don't like receiving it. Much prefer to suck and savor a nice hard cock and feel the hot load spurting in my mouth

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

Chapter 2 I arrived at work extra early just so I could be out of the apartment before Scotty woke up. I’d been at my new job for two weeks now and so far was really enjoying things. The east coast office was a little more laid back which actually surprised me plus I already knew some of my coworkers from joint projects and lots of video conference calls in the past. My boss, Andrew, had only been with the company for about two years but was really popular with both senior management and his direct reports. I didn’t really know much about him but the gossip I’d heard was that he was 42, single, never married, no kids and no one had any clue about his sexual orientation, but everyone had an opinion. What I did know was that he was about 6’2”, blond hair, green eyes, goatee, had really hairy arms so one could hope his chest was hairy too. He wore his shirts extremely well fitted so you could easily tell he had a great body. And his pants were tight in all the right places. I jumped into a big project I was responsible for and before I knew it the day was over. This was good. I hadn’t thought about my son fucking my best friend all day. I glanced at the clock and noticed it was almost 6:30. When I get focused on a project I tend to block everything else out, not mention I was trying to avoid Scotty. There was a knock on my office door and when I looked up my hunky boss was standing there with a big beautiful smile on his face. “Hey Kevin, what are you still doing here, go home.” “Hi Andrew, sorry I just lost track of time.” “You know you don’t have to prove yourself to me, right? We’ve worked on projects together before. Granted we were in different offices but I know your work ethic and you have a good rep.” “No, I know, I just wanted to get as much done as possible,” and I was avoiding my roommate. He came around to my side of the desk and leaned over to look at my computer. Fuck he smelled good! “Damn, Kevin, from what I see here I’d say we’re about two weeks a head of schedule. I think you’re safe to go home for the night.” He grinned at me. “Umm, uhh, yea I’m just wrapping this up and then I’ll head out.” He patted my shoulder and moved back around and took a seat in one of the chairs in front of my desk. “So, how are you liking the east coast office so far?” “It’s good. I knew some of the people here already so that’s made the transition easier.” “You all settled into your apartment?” “No not yet. I should be all set to move in next week hopefully.” “Oh sorry man, I just assumed you were already in your place. Where've you been staying?” “My best friend’s apartment.” He suddenly got a very knowing look on his face. “So is that why you were here before everyone this morning and still here now?” I let out a chuckle, “yea you could say I might be trying to avoid my ‘roomie’ at the moment.” He burst out laughing, “what happened? You walk in on him having sex?” “Not exactly, I kind of saw a video of him having sex.” “Damn! Was it hot?” He looked at me wiggling his eyebrows at me. “Uhh seriously?” That broke the tension and I started to laugh too. “Close up here and let’s go hit the gym then go get some dinner.” I stammered, “I’m, I’m good Andrew. I’m sure you have plans tonight. I don’t want to hijack your evening.” “Nope only thing I had planned was to hit the gym and I’d love a workout partner so come on. I won’t take no for an answer. Besides I get the feeling you could use someone to talk too.” “Uhh thanks but I don’t have a gym membership or clothes with me,” I said trying to beg off. “I can get you in on a guest pass and I always have an extra pair of workout clothes with me.” I could tell I wasn’t going to win this argument so I said, “okay you let’s go.” His smile got even bigger, “perfect! I’ll grab my stuff and meet you at the elevator in five.” What the fuck was I doing? This was so not a good idea. Turns out his gym was a small but well kept facility located pretty close to the office. He got me checked in with the hot receptionist that looked like he could easily benchpress me without even breaking a sweat. We made it to the locker room and as we turned the corner there was a large sign that read ‘This is a gym not a bathhouse. No sex allowed.’ “Damn Andrew, what kind of place have you brought me too?” He turned to me with a panicked look on his face but as soon as he saw my grin he relaxed. “Guess I should’ve warned you about that,” he chuckled, “but honestly that sign’s been up so long I kinda forgot it was even there. “It’s all good,” I joked. We found some lockers and he handed me his spare workout clothes. I turned away from him and quickly changed. It’s not that I’m shy but I didn’t think I’d be able to keep my dick soft if I saw him naked, and come on guys, he’s my boss. When I turned to face him he was tying his shoes. Fuck me! If I thought he looked good in his office attire he was a fucking wet dream now. He had on a muscle T-shirt that hugged his body perfectly and his gym shorts showed off his hairy muscular legs. He had a tattoo of a compass on his upper right arm. Damn, it was sexy. I was beginning to think I might need to get some ink of my own. He cleared his throat and I realized I’d been staring. “You all right there, Kevin?” “Umm, yea, right sorry let’s do this.” He had a small smirk on his face as he looked me up and down. Now if he looked like a fucking wet dream I looked like a wet noodle. Let’s just say his clothes on me didn’t have quite the same effect as they did on him. We worked out hard for an hour and then headed back to the locker room. I suddenly realized I hadn’t thought this through. We were both covered in sweat which meant we’d need to take a shower before we could go get dinner which meant we were both going to be naked together and very soon. Fuck my dick liked that idea and started growing. I was trying really hard not to stare at his naked ass as he lead me to the showers. There were already a couple of other guys in the room when we arrived so we ended up having to take showers on opposite sides of the room. Thank god! I was almost fully hard by this time so at least I wouldn’t be right by him. The guy I was next to was busy soaping up his cock which appeared to be rock hard. He was watching me and winked when he noticed me staring. “It’s cool man. We may not be allowed to have sex here with others but they said nothing about ourselves.” He was jacking pretty hard now and wasn’t long before he closed his eyes tight and started shooting his load across the room. “Damn, that would have been so much more satisfying if I’d been able to shot that load deep inside your tight ass.” He winked at me and went back to finishing his shower. Oh fuck I had to get out of there. I grabbed my towel and beelined it for my locker. I was pretty much dressed by the time Andrew walked in. “Did you even shower,” he joked, “I turned around and you were gone.” “Oh just trying to conserve water,” I lamely said. “That’s cool,” he smirked at me. Yep he wasn’t buying that at all. It was at that moment he dropped his towel and my mouth hit the floor. Okay yea his cock was nice. Looked to be at least 6” soft and I could only imagine how big he’d grow too. No, what had my mouth on the floor was his small biohaz tat on his right hip and a scorpion tat on his left. Holy shit was my boss HIV positive? I quickly averted my eyes and hoped he hadn’t caught me staring. I busied myself making sure I hadn’t left anything in my locker. When I thought it was safe, I shut the door and turned to find him dressed and staring at me. He winked, “you ready to go eat?” Yes, dear god please get me out of here. “Yep, I’m ready.” We went to a small diner close by and as we were waiting for our food he asked, “so, this friend you’re staying with, is he just a friend?” “Umm yea, just a friend. We’ve known each other since freshman year in college,” “Wow that’s cool. I’m not in touch with anyone from my college days. So was it weird seeing his sex tape?” Oh dear god maybe it would’ve been less awkward to have just gone home. “Well it wasn’t something I ever expected to see, I can tell you that.” “But you liked it didn’t you?” “I, umm, I...” He grinned, “it’s okay. There’s a couple of guys I went to college with that I wouldn’t mind seeing sex tapes of.” Seriously?? “It was interesting. I’ll leave it at that.” “Fair enough. So listen, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but the number one activity in our office is gossip. For instance, I’ve already been told you’re recently divorced and your wife left you for a woman.” “Fuck me! Even my best friend doesn’t know that bit yet.” “Apparently someone in payroll is good friends with someone in the west coast office who knows the woman your ex hooked up with, or something like that.” “Damn gossiping should be an Olympic sport our company would win hands down. So how come no one seems to know anything about you then?” “Ahh now that’s a very good question, which leads me to our next discussion. I know you saw the tattoos on my hips and I’m guessing with how fast you buried your head in your locker that you know what they mean, so I’d really appreciate your discretion. I don’t usually get close to my coworkers but you looked like you could use a friend today.” “Yes, I definitely noticed your tats; your secret’s safe with me. The thing is I find them sexy as fuck but don’t understand why. Scotty, my best friend, has two. One on his hip and a big one on his back and I can’t stop staring at them. Oh and the sex tape, my son was the one fucking my best friend and he also had the tattoo.” “Well fuck me! I did not expect that.” I bust out laughing, “yea it’s been a weird couple of days.” “What was your honest reaction when you saw the tape?” “I came three times.” His hand went down to his lap and he seemed to be adjusting himself. “Have you ever been with a guy before?” “Scotty gave me blowjobs in college but other than that nope. Fuck I haven’t had sex in over fifteen years. Just my right hand.” “Wait what? You can’t be serious, fifteen years?” “I know pathetic right? I was married and took it seriously. We just stopped having sex years ago.” “Do you want to be with a woman or man now?” “Men, definitely men. Damn it I want a man to bend me over and fuck me until there’s no tomorrow. Oh god, did I say that out loud?” “Yep you sure did.” He was grinning like a fucking fool. “We need to get you laid!” “Umm you’re my boss.” “Kevin, believe me you’re not ready for my dick...yet,” he winked at me “but I think I have a friend who can help you out.” “Yea, I’m not so sure this is a good idea. And I’m guessing all your friends are like you,” he gave me a funny look. “I mean poz. I’m definitely not ready for that. Fuck I didn’t mean to offend you. I’m just so far out of my element right now.” “Relax Kevin.” He placed his hand over mine and squeezed, “believe me I understand where you’re coming from, but trust me when I say you need to this. You need to realize who you really are and embrace your true nature. The friend I have in mind is currently not toxic so he’s perfectly safe.” Okay, I guess that would work. Will he use condoms too?” “Now Kevin I’m pretty open minded with most things but there is one thing I cannot budge on, condoms have absolutely NO place in gay sex.” I started to interrupt him but he put his hand up to stop me. “Trust me on this, I have only your best interest in mind. There’s nothing like a hard raw cock sliding into a tight warm hole, skin to skin. It’s the only way. You’ll understand the first time when you feel your top exploding his load deep inside you.” Fuck, now I was rock hard. I squirmed a bit in my seat a fact he didn’t miss one bit. “I’ll let you know tomorrow when I’ve got it set up. And relax, you’ll love it and I have a feeling it won’t take long for you to be ready for your own tat!” Yea right, that was never going to happen. I was staying negative!

Chapter 32; *Todd possessed Part 1* Todd looked intently deep into my eyes for my response to his suggestion of inviting evil Demons into my home to fuck me. He could see that I was so exhausted and weary from my lack of sleep and strong seroconversion that I was unable to process the concept properly, so, already being in control of the situation he continued to take the lead. He instructed me to go from my kneeling position to being sat on the floor with my legs as a Buddha would. He got his rucksack which was basically his bag of tricks, and placed it next to me, and the first item he took out from it were several black candles with a reversed pentagram near the bottom of each on. He placed them around the room lighting each one. He then sat in the same position right in front of me, and removed his 6mm PA from his Dick. Next item from his bag of tricks was a small plastic bag with a stainless steel ring and 6 separate pieces that were very sharp pointed spikes. He inserted the ring into his PA piercing, then one by one carefully screwed in each spike into the steel ring. - That would completely tear me to pieces, Sir. He said nothing, just simply looked at me giving me an intense depraved smirk. Next from the bag was a red marker pen, and he got me to write on his body, starting from his chest down to his stomach the following; Give Me Your Cunt! - If a Demon does present himself to you, you WILL surrender your cunt for his pleasure. This message on my body is a clear reminder for you to do this, because Todd won't be here in this realm to tell you what to do. Finally from his bag he took out a book which looked extremely old, was very tatty, and had a picture of a Baphomet on the cover. Placing it in front of him he opened it, and using one hand kept the pages open, and his other hand on the seroconversion rash on my chest. With Ramon's red lamps that were still on and the candles I could just make out the style of the written words in the book. I couldn't help but feel they were not from a modern day language, but more that of an ancient language. THEN ... ... Reading from the book Todd began to chant. Yes, that certainly was something that was spoken tens of thousands of years ago. How was he managing to understand it, let alone read it? And speak it!?!? Immediately the room became very cold with my nipples responding by standing to stiff to attention. My skin remained red hot from my fever, but the resulting conversion sweat on my skin suddenly turned ice cold. He hadn't been chanting long when he turned the book around so the pages were facing me. I looked and thought; 'what on earth is that language I am seeing'. - PiG, place your right hand on the right hand page, and repeat 3 times; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. I put my hand on the page, and as soon as I did I felt this very strange energy surge through my entire body. As I stared at the written language I could not in away way shape of form comprehend I trembled; - PiG, look at me [ I looked up from the book to his eyes ] ... Good boy PiG. Now say that sentence 3 times. Say it. SAY IT! As he said that his jaundiced eyes and contorting mouth gave an intense look of depravity. I trembled again. I looked back down at the book; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. No sooner had the words fell from my mouth my living room windows blew open, even though there was not even as much of a gentle breeze outside. The candles flickered, and I heard Todd begin to make really strange sounds. I looked up at his face again, and his eyes has literally rolled into the back of his head. They were now just a pure cream colour. His hands lay on his thighs as his head swung from side to side, mouth contorting as these primitive noises came from his throat. I uttered for the second time; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. Having said it for the second time Todd's primitive noises became louder and more wild, AND ... I now began to feel multiple pairs of ice cold hands molest my fevered body. But, there was no one present that I could see. I suddenly heard a voice demanding I repeat for the third and final time, and its demands were repetitive, and each time became more and more authoritative with their tone. I took a deep breath; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. Todd let out an almighty primitive shriek, then went completely silent. I immediately began to feel quite a bit better, with strength returning within seconds, with my instinct seeing me return to my kneeling position. I looked at Todd. His eyes had returned to normal position so once again his pupils and Iris' were visible. However, his expression was completely and utterly dead. Nothing! - Todd? [ I said meekly ] His eyes then animated, but, they were not of Todd. This HIV-Gono-Hep C stud was possessed! By what I do not know. My attention was brought down to his Dick which was most definitely now at least 5" inches longer than his normal size, and triple his normal girth. The veins in his Dick also seemed to be bulging so much I thought they were about to burst. The Gono flow, well that was now flowing out in a continuous steady stream, trickling down his throbbing demon-possessed shaft. And the 6 extremely sharp looking spikes to his temporary PA glistened in the fire-glow red lamps / candle lit darkened living room. Again I looked to his face. He snarled which frightened me, which caused me to instinctively place my hands behind me, and begin to crawl backwards. He jumped to his feet in less than a blink of an eye. Suddenly he seemed to have become super agile. I continued to crawl backwards, and as I did he slowly followed me, with his brand new demon Dick throbbing and heavily spilling out pus, whilst snarling all the while. This continued until we had gone from the living room and I was at the foot of my bed, with no where else to go. What was he going to do to me?

I don't think I have said this for a while, but, many thanks for all the 'likes' and 'upvotes' on each chapter, it really is much appreciated to know that my depraved creations are appreciated, and the appreciation you show keeps me pumped up to deliver m☢️re revolting filth. (Another chapter coming in mere moments, with maybe another one tonight too) Thank you my wonderful fellow BZ PiGs! 🐖 🐖 🐖 H-A-I-L 👺 6-6-6

I was passing through the Atlanta Airport in the early nineties and saw a very good looking straight man( Invision Armie Hamner with dark hair)buy a penthouse magazine from the newsstand. I followed him to the men's room knowing he was gonna look at his girlie mag and jerk off. Sure enough I was right as he went into a stall and proceeded to beat his meat. Without him knowing, I peaked over the divider as I stood on the toilet. He had the prettiest dick with a large mushroom head! What I would have done to taste that cock of masculinity. He jizzed on the toilet seat trying to aim for the bowl while holding his dirty magazine. He quickly cleaned his manhood, grabbed his carryon bag, and took off. I instinctively left my stall went into his vacant stall and proceeded to jerk off as I licked the toilet seat!....His babybatter was still warm! I had never done anything like that before in my young man's life but, I just gave in to the craving....Later as I could still taste his seed on my tongue and feeling a little guilty, I passed a gate and saw him seating with his girl....I wondered if his pistol was still leaking his discharged semen and where did that porn mag go?

i actually sat there and watched movie for a few minutes. my cock still out of my pants. I looked over at Dad and he was slowly stroking his own cock. Then without saying anything he pulled his pants down all the way to his ankles and sat back down and continued to stroke.. I just watched and had my eyes fixed on his cock, his balls. I didn't even ask him as I leaned over to put his hard cock in my mouth. Dad released his hand and sat back and let out a soft moan. I had never sucked a cock but it felt so right, maybe even better than having my own dick sucked. And to top of it off, it was my dad's cock.. the one i had peeked on when I was younger, and had shot my load peeking at just seeing him naked thru the keyhole of the bathroom, getting out of the shower and standing in front of the sink. But now, it was hard, and it was in my mouth and I was loving every second. As I was sucking him, i noticed a man come sit next to my dad and he too had his cock out. But I didn't focus on him. I think I was afraid he would try and take the cock away from me so I just continued to suck as if my life depended on it. I touched dads balls with one hand as I deep throated his cock. Dad hadn't said a word,but maybe to give me one last chance to pull my mouth off of it, he told me he was gonna cum soon. My instincts were to just continue sucking.. I wanted his load in my throat. I wanted to taste him. I wanted my first load and I didn't want to miss a drop.. When he once again said, "I'm cumming" I just made sure I was collecting every drop in my mouth and gobbled it up and swallowed it. There was probably never a time in my life that I would feel so content, so perfect.. so happy. Then the man sitting next to Dad talked and said, " I hope I'm next" - I looked up and i realized the man was Jesse, the black neighbor who lived across the street from us.

I greatly prefer giving head to deep-throating. My favorite blowjob to give is the "Oops! I just came!" blowjob. It's taking everything slow and sensuous until the precum simply is replaced by flowing cum. The buildup is usually so gradual that I am swallowing semen before he realizes he's cumming, and it's so relentless that he can't stop it. It's best when it simply overwhelms him and he's paralyzed by his own orgasm, while I drink him like a vampire.

I totally agree with you.

I just got out of a relatively short but intense relationship with someone 15 years older than me who was on a med vacation. I was drunk at a pride event this past summer and he sort of just coaxed me back to his place (its not difficult to do). I only fuck raw and am 99% bottom. I had coincidentally tested neg at a booth earlier that day. We parTied and soon my legs were up and ass was presented for him to fuck. Normally I'm shy about sharing my taboo fetishes with new fucks but I guess he must have talked dirty enough for me to tell him that I was "sorta into poz guys cuz they're more uninhibited". Which is my gentle way of saying I love dirty, raw, pig sex and love nothing more than to take any and all cum in my ass. I'm a chaser who gets off on the mystery and lack of caring about anybody's HIV status. Anyway, as he was fucking me, he told me that he had been poz for a decade and he was taking time off from his HIV med regimen. He basically told me that he was going to fuck me raw and shoot his unmedicated viral cum in me, and that he did this often. Turns out he has a reputation as one of the sluttier fags in Reno. Needless to say I was in love by then. We got into a serious relationship immediately that was probably one of the funnest, wildest, and somewhat self-destructive few months of my life. He introduced me to a lot of the sleazy gay world that I never knew I was missing until then. Cruising park, bathhouse, bareback house parties, the works... He got off on the knowledge that there were hundreds of dollars worth of unused, crumbling, expired HIV medications littering the entire bottom junk drawer of his night stand. I admittedly couldn't help but get hard thinking of his hedonistic outlook on life. I also loved him as a partner and lover, and still do. Unfortunately our reckless lifestyle and my immaturity in relationships took a huge toll on us. Its hard to treat the person you love like meat who's only purpose is to please - then talk about dinner plans after you've both cum (at least for me, but this world is still new to me). Also my cum pig tendaeies made it difficult to resist temptation and not seek out cum any way possible. We broke up last month and I'm still not over it. I wouldn't trade it for the world. Oddly I was shocked to have tested negative two weeks ago, meaning his charged cum and all the other anon or known poz loads I took didn't take....At least not yet. I guess I just have more time to take raw dick in my ass with the thrill of wondering if it will be THE ONE. Most unorthodox relationship ever in my life, but one thing I'll say is, I've never been bored with a poz man.

Sadly, I think you're right. I've dreamt about running a bathhouse. But I've watched the steady decline of my local baths, and I simply don't see it as viable.

Dream of opening a strictly bareback guesthouse/motel/hotel...no wardrobe needed. Otherwise a BB porno photography/film studio