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Chapter 21 Scotty I hadn't heard from the little shit, more commonly known as Brandon, for almost a month now. The doc kept telling me to be patient he was just trying to settle into his new environment and he was fairly certain Brandon was jacking off three or four times a day. Part of me thought maybe I'd been too easy on him and I just should have just fucked him on the hike but I was pretty sure that was just my dick speaking. Luckily there were plenty of others out there who were more than eager and willing to take my toxic cum. Wednesday Matty called me and told me to be ready, he thought it was only a matter of time before Brandon was ours. He wouldn't tell me what happened, only that he didn't think it would be long now. So imagine my surprise, Saturday morning, when I saw Brandon waiting for me in the park wearing those old running shorts of his. My dick was instantly hard and I didn't even try to hide it. "Well this is a surprise," I said smirking at him. "I'd just about given up on you." "I'm so sorry Scotty, I have no excuse, I was just really scared about taking the next step." "And just what is the next step, Brandon?" I wasn't about to let him off easy. "I need you to fuck me," he paused for a second then added, "please." "And how exactly do you want me to fuck you?" "Scotty I need you to bred my ass, stick your raw cock deep inside me and give me your load." "And you know my cum is very special right?" "Yes! Your cum is a gift I need to graciously accept." "Not good enough." I started to turn and walk away. "Wait, Scotty please." "Last chance Brandon. What is it you need?" "Your poz cum," he barely whispered. I gave him a frustrated look and was about to leave when he said much louder, "I need your poz cum, please!" "Good boy, let's go." I turned and headed out of the park. "We're not going to run first?" "You've kept me waiting a month for your ass I'm not waiting a second longer." He nodded and followed me back to my apartment. When we got inside I instructed him to strip and pull my dick out. "Get it wet, that's all the lube you're getting. If you're good I may eat you out first." "Scotty, I'm so sorry I disappeared on you. It wasn't right but I was scared to admit to myself what I needed. You were very patient with me and I'm sorry I made you wait for my ass." "And just what is it you need so bad?" "I need to be knocked up. I need you to poz my ass and make me part of the family." With that he started to get me nice and wet. After a few minutes I pulled him off and told him to get on all fours. I took my first look at his beautiful hole. "Damn son, you have such a pretty, tight hole. I can't wait to change you forever." I dove in and started to eat him out. He went crazy and pushed back onto my tongue moaning like a bitch in heat. "You like my tongue inside your cunt?" I asked. "Yes, oh my god yes! That feels so fucking amazing, please don't stop." I soon added a finger loosening him up even more. "Damn Brandon, you're so tight. I'm trying to get you opened up but I'm not going to be able to wait much longer." "Don't care. Please fuck me now!" I pulled my fingers out of his ass and placed the head of my cock at his hole. "Last chance, once it's in I'm not pulling out until you have my poz babies deep inside you." "Oh my god Scotty, stop talking and poz my fucking neg cunt!" He yelled. "You got it. Time to make you into a slut like the rest of us." I rammed my dick in, not stopping until my balls were slapping up against his ass. He let out a scream as my cock invaded his cunt. "Just breathe through the pain. It'll start to feel good soon." I rubbed my hands over his tense muscular back. Soon I felt his muscles start to relax so I started to move in and out of his ass. He started to moan even louder. "Holy shit that feels amazing. Fuck me Scotty, fuck me harder please." I let loose and went to town on his cunt. I must have torn him a bit as I could see some red steaks on my cock as I plunged in and out. "Fuck yea Brandon, I've ripped you up good. My toxic seed now has a pathway to rewrite your DNA." "He started to repeat over and over, "poz my ass, poz my ass, poz my ass." "You got it boy, here it cums." My cock exploded with a huge load filling his cunt. I kept fucking after I finished to make sure to push as much cum as possible deeper inside him. I slowly pulled my cock from his hole, patted his ass and told him to turn over. "Get up and clean my dick off. A good bottom always makes sure to leave his top's cock clean." He flipped around and started licking me clean. "You like the taste of my cum mixed with your ass juices?" "YES! Oh my god I had know idea how good sex could be. I'm so sorry I made you wait. Part of me wished you would've been a little more forceful with me weeks ago." "Oh yeah, you like it rough do you?" "I loved it when you pounded my cunt. It hurt so good. So am I poz now?" "Well I tore you up pretty good so that'll give my toxic seed fertile ground to latch onto and grow. We'll keep breeding you and make sure you get lots and lots of poz cum. You'll be part of the family soon." "Can you fuck me again? I need your dick back inside me please." "You horny little slut! Suck me off and get me hard again." He greedly took my dick back in his mouth and started nursing, causing me to start growing. "That's it, keep sucking, make me hard so I can breed your faggot ass again." I was soon back inside his not so tight pussy pounding away. "Oh my god Scotty, it feels so good. Use my faggot ass. I think it's safe to say I'm not bi anymore. Please fuck me harder." "You got it slut," I said continuing the assault on his cunt. "You ready for your second dose of toxic cum?" "YES damn it! Knock me up!" I collapsed on top of him as my load started filling him up. I gave him a kiss and he attacked my mouth with his. He kept whispering, "thank you, thank you, this feels so right, thank you." We laid side by side for a while, him tracing my tattoos. "Scotty?" "Yes my little slut." "I need more." His hard dick was poking into my leg "I need to recharge. While you're waiting why don't you stick that hard cock of yours up my pussy and give me one of your last neg loads." I didn't have to tell him twice. He had me on my back with my legs in the air then slammed his dick in as hard as he could. Damn this boy was a natural. "That's it Brandon, fuck me hard, purge your body of that neg cum. Make room for all those toxic swimmers." It didn't take him long before he grunted and started cumming. "Fuck that was fun," he said rolling off me and snuggling into my side. "Is it okay that I liked having a hard cock inside me a little more than being inside someone else?" He was too damn cute! I chuckled, "absolutely, that's how I am. I love spreading my seed but there's nothing like having a raw cock buired deep inside me." "Good because I'm going to need you to fuck me again and soon." My next load took longer to materialize but I heard no complaints from Brandon, he just moaned and kept begging me to destroy his cunt. So of course I did what I could. With three loads stored safely deep inside his ass with a nice butt plug I laid down on the bed on my stomach. Brandon once again started to trace the tats on my back. "We're going to have to get you your own tats soon," I said. "I can't wait. I think they're so hot. I love this big biohaz you have on your back, the design around it is so cool." "Recognize any of those letters?" "Umm, not really should I?" "You see the p and the m?" "Yep." "Pete Manning." "Holy fuck, that's so hot. And the other letters?" "Matty, Chris and Chad. I don't think you've met Chad yet." "I can't believe my uncle and his entire staff knocked you up. I'm getting a whole new impression of my uncle. I thought he was such a straight arrow kinda guy." "Oh not your uncle," I laughed. "He's as twisted as they come. Who do you think was instrumental in bringing me into the family?" "Well I know he's poz so I guess nothing should surprise me anymore," he said laughing. "I don't suppose you're good for another load." He wagged his eyebrows at me. "Fuck kid, you'll definitely fit right in with our twisted family."

Chapter 22 Brandon I can't believe I was still horny with three loads of poz cum insided me, but dear god I was. I needed more and Scotty had a perfect plan for me to get some. I left his apartment and headed home to uncle Pete's. When I opened the door he was sitting on the couch reviewing some papers. "Hey Brandon how was your run?" "Didn't end up going." He looked at me confused. "What happened?" I walked over to the couch, kneeled down in front of him, opened his zipper and pulled out his hardening cock. I looked up at him with his dick in my hand, smiled and said, "uncle Pete, I wanted to tell you how much I appreciate you letting me stay with you and especially for introducing me to Scotty. I have three loads of his toxic cum deep in my pussy and desperately need more. He thought you might be willing to help me out. With that I dove down on his cock. He rapidly grew to full size. I got up, took my shirt off, turned around so my back was to him and lowered my shorts. As I leaned over I heard him gasp as he saw the butt plug. "You horny slut, prancing around the apartment in your tight running shorts. Making Scotty wait over a month to take your cherry. I'm going to fuck you so hard, add my toxic babies to Scotty's. You want that don't you slut?" "YES! Make me your fucking pozzed up cum whore. Please fuck me hard, slam your cock deep inside, show me no mercy." With that he yanked the plug out of my ass and shoved his dick in so hard it took my breath away. "Fuck me!" I screamed, and man did he ever. He literally fucked the cum right out of me. I was getting really good at cumming hands free. Scotty Later that day I received a call from the doc. "Damn Scotty you destroyed my nephew's cunt. His ass lips are so puffy but damn he's one horny slut." I started laughing, "yeah and I'm sure you didn't dive right in and help with his transformation. How many loads does he have now?" "Okay so I may have add a few but the slut's still horny." "Why'd you think I sent him home to you," I was really laughing now. "Well I have a thought. You know Jimmy, a friend of Josh's?" "Of course one of my patients." "Oh right I forget how many of us twisted motherfuckers have you as our doctor. Anyway, Josh is helping him throw a conversion party for some twink friend of theirs. He's trying to get me to go as their friend has a thing for older guys." "He won't mind if we crash?" "He asked me to invite every old poz guy I know so I think your safe. And you know Josh, all you have to say is neg hole and he'll be so far up Brandon's pussy he won't know what hit him." "Okay text me the info." The party was being held in the basement of a club. I guess Josh was friends with the owner and had even helped poz his ass. This was the owners way of giving back to the community by holding pozzing parties in his basement. I arrived around ten pm thinking I'd be fashionably late as Josh had said to get there around nine. Yep should've known better, there were only about four guys there but at least I knew most of them. "Hey Josh, I thought you said nine?" "Well turns out Jimmy told everyone to get here around ten which means they won't show until eleven." Just then doc and Brandon walked in. "Uncle Pete I thought you said there'd be lots of guys here." "Well that's what Scotty told me." "You must be the Brandon I've been hearing so much about," Josh said coming over to give him a hug. "Don't worry, there'll be plenty of guys here later. I'm sure you'll be very popular being fresh meat, oh wait you're not fucking yet right?" Brandon turned bright red. I put my arm around him and said, "actually, I think it's safe to say the only reason he's here tonight is he's hoping to collect a few more loads." "Seriously, that's great congratulations. Who popped your cherry?" "And I thought you were bad Scotty," Brandon said shyly. "Own it! I love being a slut and don't care who knows it." Josh was grinning like a fool. "Umm, it was Scotty this morning and uncle Pete this afternoon." "Good for you! You're neg right?" "Well I was this morning," he blushed again. "Oh then you're going to love this party and the guys are going to love you. This is a conversion party for our friend, so if he actually shows, you and he will be the only neg guys here." I looked at Brandon and he was adjusting his growing cock inside his shorts. A few more guys were arriving and one of them saw our group and headed for us. Damn, it was Jimmy, I almost didn't recognize him. He was covered in tattoos, had several peircings and appeared to be collared. A large daddy was right behind him. It looked like he'd definitely embraced his new life. "Hey Jimmy, Carlos," Josh greeted the newcomers. "I'm gonna kill him. He promised he would be here, that he was ready to get knocked up and now he just texted me and said he changed his mind. Half of the guys coming only agreed to when I told them it was a conversion party." Well it was nice to see somethings never changed, he was still a drama queen. I cleared my throat, "ahh sorry to interrupt but I think we can help you out. Our friend here just started taking poz loads this morning and he's still horny as fuck for more. I'm sure he'd be more than happy to be your neg bottom for the evening." I looked at Brandon, he was shaking his head yes and smiling from ear to ear. Jimmy's daddy was grinning too, "oh hell yeah boy! My friends are going love a hot little otter like you. How old are you son?" "Nineteen sir." "Fuck yeah, he's perfect Jimmy. No offence but he's a much better fit for this group of poz daddy's than your bratty friend. This is the second time he's done this now." "You're right daddy," he turned to Brandon, "congratulations, there's absolutely no way you're leaving here tonight still neg."

It's 8am on Saturday. I reply "Hey there, yep. You coming to town?" I remember the last time we fucked. He kissed passionately, throat fucked me until my throat was raw, sat of my face while edging me, slowly stretched my hole around his fat dick, and then bred me so deep I felt his jets in stomach. I didn't even shower after the last time we fucked because his sweat on me and cum in me kept me turned on throughout the day. As my thoughts raced, he replied "Arrived yesterday. Let's hang. It's been too long." We stopped hanging when I started dating Ryan about a year ago. Ryan and I are monogamous and decided to go off prep because we feel so secure. As I thought about what I should say, Ryan shifted and it snapped me back to the present moment. I replied "Although hanging like old times would be fun, I am dating someone. I'm happy to show you around and or hang if you're cool with keeping it non-sexual?" "Congrats. Sure! How about coffee this morning?" As I rolled back over and wrapped back around Ryan and can tell he's waking up. "You interested in getting a coffee with one of my friends visiting from NYC?" "Nope. Go. I'm gonna to sleep in." I respond to Martin "Coffee it is. Let meet at the MCA coffee shop in 15 min." My heart races as I quickly clean up, throw sweats on and dash out the door. As I walk I keep thinking about how his spit, uncut dick, and precum tastes and feel the blood pumping to my dick. It dawns on me that I never tasted his cum, because it was always injected so deep in my ass.. I laugh to myself and am now fully hard and tuck my dick up. He's already there when I walk in. He looks nearly the same, very muscular, but maybe lost a little weight. He still has a bushy black beard, buzzed hair, and caramel skin. He's stands up to greet me, he's wearing black sweatpants and it looks like he's sporting a little wood also. We bear hug. He grabs and rubs my muscular back as he grinds his fat bulge against my throbbing tucked hard on. I rub his back as well. Through his shirt I feel his defined back muscles covered in fur. He chuckles as we embrace and grind for an awkwardly long time. It's clear we want to fuck. His first question "Have you and your BF had a third yet?" We both laugh. I reply "It honestly hasn't come up yet. We've been fucking like rabbits.. I am all top. But I would be game to double team him if he's into it." As we make small talk, I pat his thigh when commenting on how good he looks. He quickly grabs my wrist and holds my hand there. I don't protest. My heart thumps and my dick fills with blood as I rub up into his crotch. Right before I touch his dick, he grabs my hand and guides it behind the top of his sweatpants and down past the bottom of his balls to his hole, knowing I'll take my time on the way back up. He's fully hard also. I forgot how hairy and big his balls and dick are. He guides my hand to slowly rub up and down a bit. I grip his shaft as his strong hand around mine. He squeezes it up to the top of his slick dick head. I'm melting and light-headed from my heart pounding. He guides my hand to pinch off a pool of precum and raises it up to my mouth. So much precum. I lick it off. He shoves my fingers in my mouth and I taste his sweaty man funk along with the salty fluid. My dick is now throbbing. "Good boy.. Now let's find a good place for this load."

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.

-Tim The following is a love story, at times you might get tangled up in its [banned word] plot but it is a love story. As it is almost impossible to have a love story without passion and entanglement of two beings, I will warn you that as I fill you in on how this love came to be, I must also warn you that for a species to continue intercourse amongst both sexes needs to be involved. Hence there will the mention of straight or bi-sexual encounters, this does not mean that is the emphasis of this story, just the means to the ends of how things occurred. My Name is Timothy, I have in some ways taken on the role of family historian and I have an identical twin brother Thomas, I also have a older brother Robert, and four younger brothers. Now you might assume that this is your typical large family or even might consider we might be of a religious sect that encourages large families, both assumptions are false. Dad was born in the early spring of 1979 and Mom in late Spring of the same year, they met in high school and began dating in their sophomore year, but beyond make out sessions my Parents were considerate of my grandparents feeling about sex before marriage or at least till they both were of legal consenting age. As I implied they had been dating for almost three years by the time the graduated high school and it was planned to be an august wedding, as the end of March approached Mom and Dad went to the drive in with their best friends Matt and Alice, Dad drove a pickup with a shell over the bed, he had thrown in a twin mattress and included a couple of blankets to keep warm if it became chilly. He backed into the stall so they could kick back and “watch” the movie. Matt and Alice sat on the tailgate under another blanket. To the casual observer they were just a gaggle of teens watching a movie at the drive in. In reality Alice’s hand was stroking Matt's cock under the blanket while Mom was making dad hard and juicy. Beth you see had turned 18 just three days earlier and Fred’s digital ministrations on her female parts on her birthday had her in sexual overdrive, she took dad’s cock into her mouth and added her saliva to his ample precum just before she impaled herself down his ridged tool, she rode him for a short while and he quickly shot his huge load into her womb. Matt and Alice shimmied back and lay down near their friends as Matt took dads cock into his mouth, Alice licked Beth’s juicy clit before they both crawled up and shared the sexual juices with their best friends. With the wedding just weeks away Beth skipped her period, Fred and Matt continued to meet up after their respective job along with Beth and Alice, sometimes it would be dad and Matt Just taking turns pounding each other and sucking the cream out of their ample tools as Mom and Alice made out and rubbed their muffs together, while other times it was more of a Bisexual orgy with everyone getting filled up with Dad’s and Matt’s big loads of semen. They traded back and forth and by the time Mom walked down the isle on grandpa’s arm, her maid of honor was with child as well. Mom and Alice made perfect beards for Fred and Matt, and Dad and Uncle Matt provided perfect cover for Mom and Alice. My Grandparents were affluent and Dad and Mom got really good educations and went to really good colleges. Dad you might say had the Midas touch, as every project he touched in his tech job ended up in the forefront of the tech boom that proceeded the y2k crunch. He bought a large estate and built a small house to the front of the property if you consider 2400 square feet small. Robert was born in early March of 1998, Mom by the end of April was going to doctor to find out why she hadn’t started her period and was told that she was pregnant again. Aunt Alice delivered our half-brother, Sam, in early May and by September she was again pregnant, this time by Matt. Mom discovered in July it was determined it was twins, Thom and I arrived a bit early as a early Christmas present. I was to later find out that the sex parties continued all through Mom and Alice’s pregnancies or at least through the beginning of their third trimesters, you might say our first taste of cock and cum came while still in the womb, as both Dad and Matt spewed huge amounts of cum. By the end of February mom was once again pregnant once again and upon going to the doctors learned that was another set of twins, only DNA test showed not only were they paternal twin but one was dads and by some miracle the other was Matt’s once again the sex parties continued through the third trimesters with both mom and Alice. My brothers, Marcus and Michael, were delivered in early December 1999 just before Thomas and my birthdays, Sean was born in July of 1999 and mom discovered she was once again pregnant with identical twin in late January of the new millennium, James and Johnathan were born in October close to Halloween. Shortly after Thomas and I were born, Mom and dad hired a live in nanny to look after the brood of babies and toddlers Aunt Patty as she was to become to be known as shared mom and allice’s taste of women and soon joined in on the sex parties and shortly found herself knocked up as well by my dad, Devin was born in November of 2000 Well there you go the line up of guys which will play a part in this love story. It was getting crowded living in the 4 bedroom house at the front of the property by the time Sam arrived and with Mom being with child again, Matt began designing a much larger House set back on the property, it was a mansion with 10 bedrooms 6 bathrooms, a rumpus room a family room, a formal living and dining room a spacious kitchen, Gymnasium complete with locker room, spa, steam room and sauna, a mud room that lead in from the gardens, pool and running track, later he added in a outdoor kitchen along with a in ground spa and gazebo. By the time Thomas and I were born it was well on it’s way to being complete enough to camp out in in warmer weather and by the time my middle brothers were born it was nearly complete and habitable. Mom, Aunt Alice and Aunt Patty continued to live in the smaller house, with Sam, Sean and Devin, but were ever present in my brothers and my lives. By the time Jon and Jamey were one it was two separate households integrated in one family unit, however the sex parties had ceased, dad claiming he already had enough sons for an athletic team. My brothers full blood and half grew up with all the love and support that any child would need, we were 10 boys growing up just like any other group of boy, we did the usual boy things played with whatever toys that all the other boys played with, though we basically had some luxuries that many children don’t get the crowd we hung with outside the family unit were from affluent families as well and we went to the best schools, got good grades and participated in team and individual Sports. With both Dad and Matt promoting good healthy life habits, and being athletic and active. Rob, went for football in the fall and enjoyed Wrestling in the spring, Thom went for track in the fall and wrestling in spring, I chose Football in fall and Baseball in spring, Michael went a slightly different route with drama club and diving, Marcus enjoyed Marching band and Baseball, Jon and James both went for track and wrestling. With so many wrestlers in the family it wasn’t unusual to find us grappling with each other somewhere in the house or out on the lawn. As Thom and I entered our senior year in high School Rob went off to college at University of Washington, I had already applied to several colleges as did my brothers and we waited to see where we would be accepted. By the time I was in my early teens I knew I was not really interested or turned on my girls, but I kept my preference to myself, I knew dad was gay, as Mom was a lesbian, Dad in a relationship with Uncle Matt, Mom with Aunt Alice and Patty. My senior year had me frustrated, constantly trying to hide my hard on, many times carrying my books low to conceal the prevalent bulge. I was 6’1” tall 155 pounds had dirty blond hair and green eyes a chiseled body from my working out and sports and a 9.5-inch cock. From what I could tell, all of us boys were large in the genital department as we all had bodies that made both sexes stop and admire. Thom was identical in most areas with the exception of where his muscles bulked from the different sports he played, but we would work out together and sometimes pass as one another. The first half of the year was pretty typical football practice, homework, exams and hanging out with my friends and brothers, going to their games, meets, performances and recitals. On one occasion, I was at a preliminary wrestling meet watching Thomas, Jamey, Jon in their respective weight classes and years, Thom being in Varsity and Jamey and Jon being Junior varsity. As I watched I tried very hard not to spring a boner in my sweat pants, although it was a losing cause for the most part and I simply sat in the bleachers watching the various parings grapple on the mat. Thom went in and was matched up with a beautiful redhead of about the same size and musculature and as I watched them grapple and paw at each other I noticed one of his teammates sitting off to the side having to adjust his cock in his singlet several times as he stared at Thom and the redheads asses and slowly engorging bulges as Thom finally took down the redhead. The teammate then did some cleaver adjusting as he was called to the mat in the next weight class to go against a Latino wrestler, he seemed to be familiar with as they trash talked a bit before the guy was pinned to the mat, being out grappled their bulges were quite pronounced as they left the mat. I trapped my massive woody between my thighs tucking it back with the straps of my jock. I was glad that the term was coming to a close and I would soon be back with my family for the holidays. I sauntered up to Thom and congratulated him on his victory, as his girlfriend took hold of his other arm and ushered him away. The teammate was standing off to the side with the Latino guy and as I glanced over got caught looking as we made direct eye contact, they walked over and introduce themselves as Brad and Mario both team mates of Thom, explaining kind of what I already knew that this was a trial meet, a sort of tryout for the team, although all of those who tried out would actually make the team in one form or another. I watched Jamey and Jon in their matches with Brad and Mario sitting in front of me, they kept whispering thing back and forth and as I got up to leave and collect my younger brothers, they both quipped “hey dude with three brothers on the team, hope to see you around in the spring” I drove my brothers home, and dinner was waiting on the table when we arrived, I ran up to my room an quickly changed into a fresh pair of briefs and sweat shorts, as the ones I had been wearing had a almost noticeable spot where my cock had drooled almost the entire meet. I Arrived down stairs as Mom was plating up dinner for all of us, Jon and Jamey dug in like they had never eaten before and were starving, Marcus and Mike took it a bit slower and threw a few hints what they might want for their 17th birthdays, mostly video games and sporty outfits and the such. I already knew what I was giving them and it had to do with making them smell nice and not so ruddy all the time, as they both had high levels of hormones raging and although we were almost the same age, minus a little less than a year I had begun comparing their pheromones to that of a wet puppy, and it didn’t help my situation in my pants as being around my middle brothers unless they had recently showered had me hard all the time. Rob came home the day of Mike and Marcus’s birthday celebration, which marked the last week of classes for us and Rob’s completion of his finals, Thom was out with his girlfriend almost every night after he finished up his homework and practice was over, I had become the family chauffeur, and Sam came home from Arizona State the Friday school let out, it was good to have Rob and Sam back home. Brad and Mario started meeting up with me, as I worked out, preparing for baseball season, they training for wrestling, I occasionally saw Thom in the weight room but I was become fast friends with Brad and Mario, and I offed to have them over to work out during the winter recess in our home gym. Thom and my 18th birthday was rapidly approaching as was Christmas and I looked forward to receiving gifts on both occasions, I had been playing video games with Sean and Sam on the eve of my birthday as my brothers either sat around watching movies on the other screen or just played games with each other, at one point Jamey got in a wrestling match with Mike and Marcus egged him on and Jon just rolled his eyes, Matt came in and broke it up telling us all it was time for bed anyway, my youngest brothers hemmed and hawed that it was Christmas break, and Matt indicated it was nearly 11 o’clock and break or not we had to get our rest. I turned off the Xbox and the television and bid everyone a good night and headed up to my room, Sam asked if he could stay over as it was a cold walk back to the gatehouse and he wanted to catch up with rob anyway, Matt indicated that he was of age now and could sleep wherever. Sean gave Matt puppy dog eyes and he relented that he could stay over as well I shared a Jack and Jill bath with Thom, who was still out with his girlfriend, his curfew being 11:30 I knew I wouldn’t hear him much before that time. I reached my room and pulled out a science book to glance over a chapter or two before sleep, getting about a third of the way into the chapter Sean came into my room and sat on the end of the bed “You Stoked about turning 18 tomorrow?” “A little, it’s great to have Rob and Sam home isn’t it” “yeah I missed Them while they were away at College” About that time, I heard rustling in the bathroom as Rob and Sam came through to my room, they sat on either side of me on my bed “So, bro, ready to give up your childhood and become a man” Rob asked with a laugh and a glimmer of mischief on his face. I looked over at the clock and it read 11:59 “What do you mean, become a man, I think I’m doing a pretty good job of that already?” Sean began massaging my feet and as the clock indicated midnight Rob leaned in and tenderly kissed me on the lips, Sam began rubbing my chest and my cock went to full mast in my underwear tenting my sweat shorts, Rob broke the kiss which I had started to return “See I told you he was like us, with all the gay genes in our pool, how could he not like guys?” I soon found myself being undressed by my older siblings and my cock being encased in Sean’s mouth, Rob returned to giving me Make out lessons his tongue wrapping around mine until Sam presented his drooling cock to our lips and we took turns sucking it in and cleaning off the precum that was flowing from it’s tip. Sean raised my legs up and began rimming my hole, before returning to my drooling cock, soon he was straddling me rubbing my cock on his hole before pushing back and encasing my ridged tool with his ass muscles, Sam held the back of my head as he slowly forced his cock into my throat, I gagged, he eased off then slid some more down my throat, each time more of his monster entered me, as my throat relaxed and suddenly I was breathing in his musky ball scent as my nose nestled in his trimmed bush, my throat muscles massaging his cock, I could feel it swell some as he pulled it back into my mouth and began cumming against my tongue, the sudden taste of cum not unlike my own triggered my orgasm as I shot a huge load into Sean’s ass, Sam was soon replaced by Rob, his cock slid down my throat and he began face fucking me using my throat to edge his load to the point of no return before like Sam pulling out to shoot in my mouth. Sean repositioned himself his younger sibling and slid his cock into Sean next to mine and proceeded to rub our cocks together in the boys’ hole. I never realized that a hole could stretch that much. It didn’t take long and I was shooting another volley of cum into Sean and Sam followed suit, Sam then offered up his cummy cock for me to clean off and I did so without thinking about where it had just been. Sean slid off my still stiff tool and turned around as Rob guided his ass to my face I began lapping the creamy mixture that was leaking out of that sweet boy cunt, I sucked and lapped up the goo as Sean pushed it out, leaning in to clean the goo off my cock, I was like a sex starved addict as I ate the cum from my brothers ass, Rob joined me again in the feast till there didn’t seem to be any cream left. Sean rolled over and laid next to me on my right, Sam to my left and rob next to him, the three of us cuddled until we all fell asleep. I awoke around 6 to Rob rimming my ass, Sean was pushing more cum from his well-used chute and Rob was collecting it up and rubbing it on my hole working it in with his fingers and tongue after I soon felt my hole feeling very loose he put his cock on my hole and slid the head in. he had done a good job of loosening me up and I was still relaxed enough from being half asleep that there wasn’t much discomfort and as my ass adjusted to his girth he soon was sliding the rest in. he began rotating his hip and thrusting in and out, Sean was still half asleep and cuddled closer to me as I pulled Sam in closer as well we began making out the three of us while my cherry was being popped by my eldest brother, my cock was rock hard but Sam and Sean kept me from touching it, Rob pounded into me for almost a half hour, I could feel my hole becoming sloppy and wet, my torso was covered in my precum and the drool of Sam and Sean. They occasionally would lean down and lick the juice from the tip before returning to sharing the nectar with me, without warning Rob pulled out Sam took his place and Rob cuddle up to me and began kissing me and licking my neck and ears, Sam thrust into my used hole and took almost as much time in me as Rob, my hole feeling very moist and every time they it my prostate my cock would jet out a little juice around 7 Sam and Sean switched places and my youngest of my elder brothers pumped into my hole, Sean didn’t last as long and soon was grunting and telling me how he was filling me up with his loads “so little bro, you like those 8 loads up in you, I came three time and so did Sam, and Sean just gave you two” I was filled with my families seed, my brothers having just loading me up, Sean crawled in-between my legs and began eating the cum that oozed out of my hole, I was elated to have their seed, but my cock was still rock hard, Rob reached down and stroked me then straddled my six pack and using my precum slid his ass down my pole, I almost immediately shot my load into his gut having been edged and fucked for the previous hour and a half, the excellent rim job that Sean was performing just made it cum faster. Once again, we fell asleep in each other’s arms until we heard Thom in the bathroom around 9:30 my three elder brothers quietly and quickly exited my room and creep down the hall to Robs room, Rob Whispering to me as they prepared their departure “come down to my room in 10”

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

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.

Ok. It was late/early and I had been up for longer than reasonable. The usual haunts I enjoy had been a bust. Nothing. Nada. Not even someone to put on a show for. So I glance at the dashboard clock and sigh. When did it become 5am? Pressing the ignition I start driving home. I don’t know why I drove past my turning. What made me push on for a last go but I found myself heading into the city centre to one of the urban green spaces. Riskier than my normal go-tos but I was horny and it was still dark. I parked up next one of the park entrances and walked straight in heading for a raised pathway that is masked by trees. A place I knew to be cruisier at other times. As I walked along in the dark I caught a sense of movement against a railing. I was already massaging my cock through my tracksuit in the time honoured signal and as I drew closer he flopped out a nice hard 8 inches with a steel cock ring at the base. I couldn’t resist. He was a little older than I typically go for but was in good shape and that cock...well. I dropped to my knees and took hold of his cock and leaned in to suck him. After a few seconds however he motioned for me to follow him. Just a little bit further down the path, out of the lights was a culvert closed off for repair works. We both stepped in and I couldn’t help it. Being out of sight yet still very public brings out my slut side and I stripped. Completely. Now naked I sank again to my knees and took him in my mouth working back and forth along his shaft then taking him in my hands so I could run my tongue down to his balls and back up for more sucking. Basically getting his cock nice and wet whilst showing him how much I appreciate a good dick. It wasn’t long until he was thrusting with the same rhythm that I was moving my head up and down while making very satisfied grunts. As he fucked that cock between my lips he asked if I liked to fuck. I just nodded with my mouth still busy. So he pulled me to my feet and spun me around. I placed my hands on the wall we were sheltering behind and presented my arse to him. He stepped up and spat on his cock before guiding it between my cheeks and rubbing his tip around my hole. I pressed back and he slipped into me then pushed forward. I hissed as he pushed every inch in and then moaned at the full feeling that I love so much. Leaning down some more to give him a better angle he grabbed my hips and began pumping into me with long deliberate strokes. All the while he fucked me I was totally aware that just a few metres away the early commuters were filling the roads as the day was just getting started. Knowing I was naked with a raw cock pounding me right next to a major road in a waking city centre started me moaning and begging him to fill me up. I started up a litany of dirty talk begging him to use my ass, use my pussy, fuck me hard and deep. Begging him to breed me and make me take his load. He didn’t pause as he joined in. Calling me a dirty cumdump as he fucked every inch of that cock in and out of my arse. He told me he hadn’t cum for about a week and was going to fuck a big load all the way into me. Asking me if I wanted his cum in me I practically screamed for him to fuck it all into me as he sped up his thrusts. I pushed back against him as he ground all the way into me and held still with his cock pulsing up inside me delivering that sperm I needed. As he started to withdraw I sighed in the contentment that only comes from receiving such a good fucking. Then he slammed into me again and again and again. He smiled down at my panting form and told me he just wanted to make sure his cum was good and deep in me. I collapsed to me knees and cleaned his cock the way I was taught. He left and it was a good few minutes before I was composed enough to stand, dress and find my way back to my car. Sometimes it pays to go for the long shot.

Last night I was at a family party in the north of Scotland at a cousin's house which is situated about half way down a country lane. Shortly after dinner I got messaged by a guy in his early 30s who was staying with family nearby. He wasn't really my type so I said I wasn't sure I could get away but he was keen to meet up and suggested he could meet me in the woods at the end of the lane. I was horny though and when he sent me a picture of his hard cock I agreed to meet him. He said he had lube and a condom and when I told him he didn't need the condom he was even more keen to meet up. About half an hour later I met him in the woods - he was nicer looking than his pictures suggested and soon I was down sucking his cock. I sucked him for a while and then he said he wanted to fuck me. His cock was quite big and I had to pull my cheeks apart to help him get it up me. Once he was right up me he gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then began to fuck me, pants down up against a tree. He was a good fuck and he fucked me hard and fast for quite a while before he shot his load up my arse. When he had finished cumming he pulled out and I sucked his cock again. Ten minutes later I was back at the party, a big load of cum in my arse and no one any the wiser.

Oh hell YES to both questions. Men in suits are a huge turnon for me. Wearing them, too. Being mounted and bred by a stud in a suit while I'm wearing a suit (his fly unzipped, my pants around my ankles with me on my belly with my legs open) = PURE SEX. You might like my artwork.

Give a few Oinks (I LOVE a bottom to make that sound, especially during). 🐽 Get plugged to keep that load INSIDE (unless I have a friend(s) over, then it's time for a second/third load prior to any plugging). Clean my Dick, obviously. Boot licking if in gear. Foot rub. Pot of Tea (I'm British, what can I say) ☕

Every time I'm in an adult business, I always thing of ways I could make it better, and thinking about opening my own is one of my favorite ways to fall asleep. (Some people count sheep; I design adult bookstores. I think my way to fall asleep is more fun, unless you're into farm animals of course. I won't judge...) I have plans in my head for bars, B&B's, bookstores, erotic statue gardens, plus designs for improved fetish gear. After I retire, I might work on some of my ideas, or I might just apply to be the "creepy guy behind the counter" at an ABS.

Tonight I decided to stop off at the video store on my way home. I cruised a while but most of the men were regulars looking for dick like me. There was one guy that I had not seen before but seemed to know way around. He motioned me into a booth. I went in and he pulled out his cock. It was nice. Ok I’m size. About 8” sort of thick. I sucked him for a while and then he asked my favorite question. Do you like to get fucked? I said yes. Then he asked the question I hate. Do you have a condom? I am always open and tell guys that I do not like to get fucked with condoms. He said he was safe. I said ok and turned around with my ass facing him. Any real man will have a hard time saying no to my ass. Lol. He rubbed his cock on my hole and his precum made it slick. I grabbed his cock and put it so that when I backed up he would slide in. He slid in my well trained pussy with ease. He let out a big moan and started to pump in me. After a few seconds he pulled out and said he needed a condom. I told him I was going to walk around and maybe we would meet up later. About an hour later he was still there and he came back up to me and said he had a friend that had a big dick and would like to fuck me too. There is a guy that works the front counter on Thursdays. He doesn’t come into the booth area at all so you can spend as much time with someone as you want. I found a bigger booth that has a bigger tv and more room to move around. He came in with me and motioned to his friend to cum in as well. Both men were older. In their early 50’s. Not overly attractive but had nice bodies. The friend asked me if I like to get fucked and I said yes. He asked if I had lube. I said no. I usually don’t need lube. Spit and precum are enough. He said I was going to need lube and pulled out his cock. I am not exaggerating when I say it was as big around as a beer can. I love a challenge so I told him that I had poppers and we could just try those with some spit. He said ok and I bent over to suck the first guy while beer can tried to stuff his big cock in me. As he suspected it would not fit. He said he was going to go out front to get some lube and would be right back. While he was out of the booth I took my opportunity to work on condom guy a little more. I sucked his for a little while he sat on a bench in the booth. I got him real sloppy wet and decided to give his bare cock another shot. I turned around and sat on his cock and it want balls deep. I started to move up and down expecting him to push me off and say he needed a condom but he didn’t. I kept riding him and soon there was a knock on the door. Beer can was back with lube. I kept riding the cock I was on and fished beer can out of his pants to suck and get him hard. I started to feel the familiar feeling of the guy I was riding getting close to breeding. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down on his cock holding me in place and started moaning loud. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me. When he was fully satisfied that I had every drop in my pussy he pulled out and switched places with beer can guy who had started to lube his beautiful fat cock. I started to sit on beer can at the same time I took the other guy in my mouth to clean him up. I took a couple hits of poppers in anticipation of riding beer can. It’s rare that I struggle to take a cock but his was a challenge. The poppers helped and my concentration of cleaning the first guy good. I was able to get him in balls deep before I started to ride him. It went surprising easy after that. It may have been the combination of the existing load in me, or the poppers or even the lube but I was taking him like a champ. The first guy was totally soft by now and totally clean so he just sat back and watched beer can work his magic. I was in heaven riding that massive cock. I pussy orgasmed twice while he was in me. After a few minutes he ended up busting inside like the first guy. After I was satisfied I got his full load I pulled off of him got on my knees and cleaned his cock. He tasted great. Both men got dressed and left the booth. I stayed there naked for a few minutes reflecting on how good It was.

Anyone ever been bred by hot dad in a suit? Enjoy or have a thing for being bred by dads in suits?

so for my entire time on Grindr, I have been fully upfront about my status; and not only have i never gotten a hookup there, but I am usually getting responses like "fuck off, i don't want aids" even though i am currently medicated and fully undetectable. But a few weeks back i found myself in another city, and when I started to get the same bullshit I updated my profile... left the HIV status field blank, updated my last testing date to the month before because that is when my last bloodwork was; and threw in a note in the comments section that i was a fully medicated bb bottom, which IS true... and before the night was over I had two different "strait married" guys come over at different times and each gave me a seriously good (and delightfully rough) fucking before dumping a load in me. They never asked my status, and as an undetectable bottom that is frequently tested, I am arguably a safer bet than the other random "I think I am neg" guys that never really get tested at all. so yeah, not sure if I should feel bad at all or not, since I didn't actually lie about anything

Chapter 17 Things started to settle down a bit during the next week. My son was a complete and total whore, spending most of his time with Trevor becoming his sub boy. I was back to full health and hornier than ever. Saturday morning, starting my third week at the hotel, I received a text from Brody, my hot little red headed flight attendant. 'Not working today, horny as fuck, can I come over?' Works for me! He arrived about an hour later. "Where's that boyfriend of yours?" "Ahh, he, umm seems to be having second thoughts." "Wait what? But I thought you guys had been chasing for awhile and the way he brushed your cunt with that toothbrush. It seemed like he really wanted you guys to convert." "That's what I thought too, but apparently he's actually been on PrEP this whole time. He thought it was just a fantasy for me and I'd been talking about doing the brushing for so long that he just got really carried away with it and says he wasn't thinking things through." "Fuck me!" "I know right. So that night with you, really freaked him out, especially when your test came back positive, but he couldn't say anything to me without showing his hand. All those the times I thought we were taking toxic loads the guys were actually undetectable. After we left I was so fucking happy but he just couldn't take it anymore and told me what he'd done. He felt so guilty for brushing my cunt he was sure I was going to catch the bug because you were so toxic." "Damn, what an ass. I'm so sorry. He seemed so into it." "Thanks, I really thought we wanted the same things but turns out I was wrong. He doesn't understand this compulsion, this need I have to be pozzed. After he apologized for helping me catch the bug I just looked at him and said 'there's absolutely nothing to apologize for this is exactly what I wanted.' He of course didn't think I was ever really serious about getting knocked up. He's such a fucking asshole. Not sure what I ever saw in him." "I have to say I thought it was so hot to find a couple who were chasing. I'm really sorry it wasn't true. So what are you guys going to do now?" "He convinced me to try to work through it with him but then last night he told me he'd been thinking about it all week and just couldn't be with someone who'd actively chase to be poz. Fantasy was one thing but doing it for real was something totally different. I told him that's perfect I didn't want to be someone who's negative and can't understand the beauty of poz men." "I'm so sorry Brody." I pulled him into a big hug and squeezed his firm ass. "I have a feeling I know what might make you feel better." "Oh yeah, just what might that be," he said rubbing up against my quickly hardening cock. I started kissing him and taking off my shorts. My dick popped out and he dropped to his knees. "Good boy, you know the drill get it nice and wet that's all the lube you're getting." He continued sucking for another ten minutes until I taped his head and told him to strip and get on the bed. He had the most delicious looking asshole. I started tongue fucking him until he couldn't take it anymore. "Stick you fucking poz dick in my pussy and knock me up now!" He screamed. I rammed in and his eyes rolled to the back on his head. "Perfect, now breed my fucking neg cunt and turn me poz." "You slut, there's a good chance you're already poz and just don't know it yet. Your ex is too late to keep your faggot ass bug free." "Thank god! I don't want to be neg anymore, make sure I'm poz please!" "Here you go slut, more toxic cum, you little bug chasing whore."

Oh Brandon's in for a special treat in the next chapter.

Thanks Riverfk! This stud is the real deal - he will leave you weak kneed, sore and dripping seed...

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

(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.

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Did he really just say what I thought he said….”Oh fuck that’s good”….he…er…he said he knew my son…”Fuck me harder”…..he knew the kid in the photo next to my bed….”AHHH FUCCKK YEAH HARDER..”…he’d fucked him a few weeks ago…”Oh god, go deeper”…he’d fucked my son…HE’D FUCKED MY SON!! “Wait, wait” I said pushing him up..he was fucking hot and was doing a great job of stretching my cunt…”You fucked him” I said pointing to the picture. He stopped, ripped, sweaty and panting, pushing up and looked at the photograph, “Yeah, hot kid, fucked him and some other lad.” He suddenly looked at me as puzzled as I was, “He a friend?” He asked as I leaned up to grab the photo. “He’s my son” I replied. The hot stud who’d been ploughing me missionary, suddenly grinned at me. “Sweet, I’ve fucked the Father and Son” I have to admit it sounded hot too, “Did he know you were poz?” I asked with a sudden sinking feeling. “Yeah, first thing they asked. Wanted to know if I was toxic, they wanted breeding” He grinned back, “Concerned for your son?” he said gently thrusting back into me. I breathed in as he entered me, “A little, but I think he’s on Prep.” I said suddenly full of mixed emotions for the well being of my only son and the thought of this hot stud breeding him. “Well they said they weren’t and wanted pozzing. They begged me for my poison load” He smirked and began to fuck me hard again. The thought of fucking the father and the son had clearly excited him. If truth be told, it did me too. We fucked hard for another hour before he finally shot his poz load down my throat. He ate mine and we kissed for a while longer. “I’m undetectable anyway, so no chanced of infecting your boy” He smirked as I led him to the door of my apartment. It was 3am and this Grindr fuck stud had been just what I needed. Hung, muscular and total top who just happened to be HIV+. “I never asked what status you were?” He said as I stood naked with my front door wide open. “I’m HIV+ too and high viral load at the moment” I grinned. The stud smiled back, “Sweet” as I closed the door on him. I had a lot to absorb besides the Grindr studs cum in my stomach. My teenage son was chasing. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. It would be hard to criticize him since I’d been incredibly promiscuous all my life and finally succumbed to the bug when I was 32 after riding any toxic cock I could find. Now at the ripe old age of 38, I was toned, with a shaved head and short, trimmed beard. I still had a six pack, defined arms and muscular pecs with pert little nipples. I also kept my upper body smooth showing off my hairless balls and 8.5” uncut cock. I was an above average DILF and Grindr was my haunt. Unsuspecting and naïve slutty bottoms my prey. Speaking of which, my phone let out a Grindr growl. I walked back into my living room and grabbed the phone. It was a notification from the stud who’d just left. 'Forgot. I met your son and his bf on Twitter. They have a JustForFans account. You may want to check it out', he wrote. I clicked the link and sure enough my naked son Ben and his other half, Jeremy popped up. Both were grinning with cum covered faces. For the rest of the night I sat naked on the couch watching my beautiful boy being used by so many different men. I’d been so proud of him as he grew to manhood. I’d fathered him when I was 20, during my bisexual phase. I’d been so happy when he came out as gay at the age of 14, although he was overtly effeminate so it wasn’t exactly a shock. Nor was finding him sucking the dick of an older brother of one of his school friends in his bedroom one Christmas I’d come to visit. Now he was grown, with short dark hair and a beautifully proportioned tight body. Defined six pack, pert little nipples, smooth, unblemished skin. A fabulous ass and his fathers big dick, which like mine, remained hard and leaked copious amounts of precum all the time he was being fucked. I hadn’t actually seen him top once, so he was obviously a bottom who loved being stretched wide, either by one or two cocks, or a fist. There were plenty of clips of him taking massive dildos and some monster manhood's too. His boyfriend Jeremy was also a stunning boy. 19 years of age and was at the same dance school as Ben. He was a few inches taller and skinnier, but his fat dick was inside Ben as often as he could be, it would seem. I’d met him a few times and liked him because he made my boy happy. Now I could see why and their depraved love life was equal to my own. The two of them were utter sluts. Watching my boy felch cum out of his bf’s freshly seeded cunt and then share it with him. He was equally adept with being pissed on and drank much of what he was given. Perhaps his best videos were of older men using him in every position. Clearly like me, Ben loved older guys and would whimper and moan as he was abused. He loved being tied up and slapped around. Verbal and physical humiliation made him very happy with his erect cock bouncing up and down in every scene. It was strange, but I realised I’d been wanking my fat dick for ages as I watched my boy being fucked by countless men. Knowing that he was chasing was also making me horny as fuck.

The Poz Boat Dillon was going on the cruise without his bride since she left him at the altar. They had been dating since college and after Dillon’s couple years in the minors trying to make it in baseball he asked her to marry him. He felt embarrassed after she didn’t show at the ceremony. He knew he couldn’t get a refund on the cruise they had planned for a honeymoon so he went alone. Jack figured it would give him time to forget about her and reflect on his life. He spent the first day at sea alone at the pool working on his tan. That’s where he met Christopher and Jack. Christopher was the oldest of the couple at 30 he was a bit taller than Dillon coming in at 6’ 3” and weighed about 180 with dark brown hair and eyes. Jack was his younger partner just shy of 20 years, 5’ 10”, 140 pounds, with Black hair and green eyes. Both men were fit and well defined after obvious work in the gym. Jack had noticed the 25 year old as he stretched his 6’ frame out on a lounge chair in his board shorts. Jack pointed the young man out to his partner as they admired his lean, muscular body, flat 6 pack abs, smooth skin and long blond hair. Christopher commented how nice it would be to use him for a night of fun. Quickly the three men started to chat. Before too long they had made plane to hang out that evening. The sun began to dip in the sky as they went to their separate rooms to get ready for dinner and a night out. After dinner Dillon was to meet the two other men at their cabin. He found their room and knocked on the door. The door opened up by Jack wearing just a towel who told Dillon that Christopher was in the shower. Jack welcomed Dillon in the room and offered him a drink. The towel clad man fixed Dillon a drink and handed it to their guest. As Dillon sat on the queen size bed in the middle of the room Jack dropped his towel and searched through his bag for something to wear that night. Dillon tried not to stare at the young man as he searched his bag. After many years in locker rooms Dillon was accustom to other naked male bodies. Dillon was sipping on his drink as Christopher came out of the bathroom with his towel over his shoulder. He greeted their guest. Jack asked if Dillon had any thoughts what they all should do that night. Dillon was well into his drink as he began to feel a little horny. He was confused at the feeling as he began to get hard. The tent in his cargo shorts was hard to hide as a naked Christopher moved in closer. Dillon was caught off guard as the naked Christopher was close. Dillon had a friend in college that was gay. On a couple rare occasions he was in the receiving end of a nice blow job while drunk but never thought of anything more. Christopher asked Dillon again what he wanted to do that night. Jack made a comment about Dillon’s hardening cock as the two men were now on either side of their guest. Jack looked at and Christopher and gave him a wink to signal that Dillon’s drink was spiked with ample Viagra and GHB. Dillon was in a daze as he noticed both naked men standing with their cocks pointing at Dillon. Dillon was beginning to feel the G as Jack took his drink from his hand. Christopher started to unbutton Dillon’s shirt. Jack came back and began to rub the back of Dillon’s head. Dillon was lost in the G and the sensations he was receiving from the two men. Christopher made a suggestion that seemed to go right into motion. Knowing what happened to Dillon with his bride, Christopher suggested that he relax and let whatever happens between the three of them happen. With the G in his system Dillon was easy prey as Jack helped remove the rest of Dillon’s clothing. Jack got on his knees and began to suck Dillon’s hard cock. Jack was impressed with Dillon’s 8” cock as Jack thought to himself that it was too bad he wouldn’t get to use it after this suck job. While Jack worked on Dillon’s pole Christopher put the rest of the plan in motion. While out of sight of their guest he retrieved a prefilled point and moved in for the kill. When he returned to the bed he found Dillon on his back with his eyes closed while Jack was still sucking Dillon’s cock. They had Dillon right where they wanted him. Christopher sat down laying his legs across Dillon’s chest. Dillon looked up at Christopher as he looked for a good vein in Dillon’s arm and stuck the point in Dillon. Dillon looked up as Christopher registered a quick flash then emptied the slam in the unsuspecting Dillon. Dillon coughed out 3 times as Jack stood up and kissed his partner before retrieving 2 more points for themselves. The slam given to Dillon was double what the couple were about to administer to themselves. Jack handed one to Christopher as they kissed again. They each administered their own slam as Dillon was riding a strong rush. After each coughed and were ready they began to work on their new toy. Dillon was positioned on all fours as Christopher got behind him and Jack was at his head. Jack took a moment to kiss Dillon as he took a hold of his head before he sat down in front of Dillon and worked his mouth on his own hard 8” cock. While Jack was teaching Dillon to suck cock Christopher began to rim his virgin ass. As Dillon began to suck on Jack’s cock moans were escaping around Jack’s tool as Christopher’s tongue began to probe into Dillon’s hole. Jack gave Dillon instructions as Christopher readied his ass. Since Jack had just slammed he knew he’d blow a load quickly and Dillon would have his first taste of cum. Christopher looked at Jack as prepared Dillon’s hole for his own 9” cock. Jack signaled to Christopher that he was getting close. Christopher knew it was time and got on his knees behind Dillon. He positioned his cock at Dillon’s virgin hole, grabbed his hips as he pushed his way inside.’ While Christopher was invading Dillon’s ass Jack took a good hold of Dillon’s hole as he knew he was about to deliver his load in Dillon’s mouth. Jack cums fairly quickly after his first slam and he was ready to deliver his load as Christopher was sliding inside Dillon’s formerly virgin ass. The thought of Christopher taking Dillon’s virginity had him on the verge of blowing his load. As he was about to cum he told Dillon one thing, swallow bitch. Dillon felt Jack’s cock expand and then fire his cum as he swallowed without a thought. After Jack had finished cumming he held his cock in Dillon’s mouth for his to clean and help him get harder again. Christopher began to fuck away at Dillon’s tight hole as Dillon was working on Jack’s semi-hard cock. Dillon was lost still lost in the G as he Christopher was fucking him. Christopher was eager to drop his own load inside this young straight man. As the G began to wear off Dillon was growing a wear of what was happening. Jack’s cock was growing hard in his mouth as he realized that he was getting fucked at both ends. He felt the cock in his ass grow harder as Jack pulled him off his cock and kissed him. While Jack was kissing him Christopher grunted as he unloaded inside Dillon. Christopher commented, that’s one load in each end as Dillon looked back to see who was fucking him. Dillon was lost in what was going on since he felt as if he was enjoying himself the action continued. Now it was time for Jack to fuck Dillon. As Christopher slowly withdrew from inside Dillon, Jack moved to take Christopher’s place. Jack quickly slid inside Dillon as Christopher moved to Dillon’s head. Christopher sat down in front of Dillon and told Dillon to clean his cock. The G was mostly out of his system as he looked at Christopher’s cock and eased the soft tool into his mouth. Christopher ran his fingers through Dillon’s hair as Jack fucked. Since Jack had already dropped a load it would take some time before he would drop his second load. This gave him time to work Christopher’s load in deeper as the couple shared an evil grin. Dillon’s legs were getting tired as Jack fucked into him. They repositioned him on his back and Jack continued to fuck him. Dillon began to wonder how long this guy could last when Jack began to breathe a little heavier. Dillon could feel Jack’s cock begin to thicken and he knew it wouldn’t be much longer. It was another 15 minutes until Jack screamed out and filled Dillon with another load. Christopher was hard and ready and took a second turn at Dillon’s ass. As Christopher teased Dillon’s hole he noticed that there was a slight pinkish to the cum that oozed out. Christopher smiled as he slid back inside Dillon. Dillon was left moaning as the couple took turns filling their chemmed up bottom. After each took several turns Christopher lay down on his back as Dillon was directed to mount Christopher’s cock. Once Dillon was down to the base Christopher pulled him in for a kiss while Jack got behind the impaled man and began to work his 8” in alongside the cock already inside. Dillon moaned out in pleasure and pain as his hole was stretched to accommodate both cocks. This fuck took the longest as both assaulted his hole as the sun began to peal through the curtains. After both men deposited their loads and withdrew their softening cocks Dillon could hear Christopher comment that after those two loads the grand total came to 9 charged loads, 5 from Christopher and 4 from Jack. Jack reminded him of the one load down Dillon’s throat. Dillon had no clue what charged load mean as he was starting to come down from his high. The couple helped Dillon back to his cabin and left him in bed to ponder his unknown future.

Brad is totally my type: tall, lean, and having a basketball player's build, has reddish-brown hair and the most sexy light brown eyes. He's 6' 6", 190 pounds and 26 years old. He is simply one of the sexiest guys I've ever known, he has a gorgeous eight inch cock and a great set of balls. I was very happy with him, and had been with him for six months when he found out that he was poz. I was negative, and during those six months when we had sex, Brad had never cum in me ... although I asked for him to. I thought it was quirky at first that he wouldn't shoot inside me, but just let it go, although I knew ex had done IV drugs and they had plenty of bareback sex.) When he told me he was poz, he said he would understand if I broke it off with him, feeling I deserved a less-challenging relationship. I wouldn't hear of it. Three months later we moved in together into a West Hollywood apartment and had sex all the time - always bareback. Brad's doctor suggested he attend a gay men's poz support group where he could talk about being poz with guys who could understand. That's where he met Justin, who was also in a poz-neg relationship. Justin and I are surprisingly similar in build, 6 foot tall, 185 pounds, 28 years old and light brown hair. They both had the same HIV doctor and had met once before in the doctor's office, although just in passing. Since the beach is a long drive, Brad and I regularly went to a bathhouse, North Hollywood Spa that has an outdoor sun deck. We'd lay out to get some sun and then go inside to have some fun, always together. It worked for us in our new relationship, so why not? Being around other hot naked guys just got us even more horny for each other. Shortly after Brad joined the poz support group, we ran into Justin on Santa Monica Blvd, and he told me he thought it was cool that I was OK with Brad being poz ... and that his neg partner wouldn't touch him at all because of it. I said "You're a hottie! I can't imagine any man not wanting to be naked with you!" OK, so sometimes my 'edit mode' doesn't work well, and I guess the cat was out of the bag. Justin was hot and now he and Brad knew I thought as much. Justin wanted to know how Brad fucked my neg ass without him pozzing me, so Brad explained he would pull out of my ass right when he was starting to cum and then shoot on my abs. That way we were able to avoid condoms and also avoid having me seroconvert. Then Brad apparently had a brain storm 'cause he said "Rob and I are going to lay out naked at the tubs on Saturday," adding "would you like to join us?" Justin was up for it as his boyfriend was out of town for work, so we arranged for Justin to meet at our place and then we'd head out together. Justin had never been to a bathhouse before, so we got him checked in and inside. I got a big room for us to throw our stuff into, with the thought we'd strip down and then head to the sun deck. That's when Brad and I first saw Justin's cock. Holy Fuck, it was huge and he was sporting a Prince Albert. His nipples were also pierced, which I also found hot. I definitely wanted his cock in a big way. While I knew the poz support group’s rules said Brad and Justin were not supposed to play around with each other, I had the distinct feeling that rule would be broken before we went home that day. Brad and I chose to lay naked, and Justin wore a Speedo as he wanted a tan line. Brad and Justin lay next to each other, and my lounge chair was in front of their's, which, as long as I was on my stomach, made it really convenient for me to stare at Justin's basket. The Speedo barely contained his pierced poz cock. I wanted it. So did Brad. I had a spritz bottle, so after a little bit, I misted water on me to cool off. I then to be a dickhead, adjusted the stream to a jet and squirted Brad directly in the balls. That got his attention! His cock started getting hard, so I continued doing it. Justin laughed at what I was doing, so I squirted his Speedo as well, then worked the stream up to his nips. My cock was hard. Brad's cock was hard, and Justin's cock was filling out his Speedo even more. "Let's take a break inside and cool off," I suggested, wanting to be naked with these two studs. The three of us showered off downstairs and then headed to the room, "Just for a couple minutes." But no sooner had the door behind us, than we lost our towels, and we were three guys in heat, making out and feeling each other up, our cocks drooling precum like crazy. We were horny and needed to get off. In no time, the three of us were on the bed and ravaging each other. I was on my back with Brad sucking my cock, while Justin sucked Brad's cock. It wasn't too long before it was time to switch-up. "I gotta get a taste of my first pierced cock," Brad said. I said "Don't get him off, because I want some too." Justin wasn't used to three-ways, and this was his first since he converted to being poz, and he certainly wasn't used to a neg guy being so hot for his poz cock. Brad switched places and laid on his back and Justin crawled up to straddle Brad and fed him his cock. This was a great opportunity for me to get Brad's cock up my hole and to feel up Justin while he got his cock sucked by Brad. Justin blocked Brad's view, so Brad was surprised when I lubed up his bare cock and lowered myself onto him. I moaned at how hot Brad's cock felt up my ass ... and what a hot view I had of Justin's butt and hot body. He turned around to see what I was up to behind him, and was surprised I was taking Brad's cock right there. It was erotic as hell to watch Brad suck on another poz cock, and I certainly enjoyed having his cock up my ass. Unfortunately, Brad's gag reflex had a problem with the ring in Justin's cock, so he had to back off it and just suck on the tip. Seeing what was going on, I said, "Let's switch positions ... I'll be able to take his big dick with no problem." Brad and Justin just looked at me and laughed as Brad remarked "My boyfriend the slut! Give the man what he wants." Justin took Brad's place on his back, I bent over to suck Justin's cock and Brad fucked me doggy style. Everyone was happy until Brad pulled out saying, "I'm getting too close. I don't want to cum yet." Justin said, "Yeah, I want to have a turn with Rob too." I moved off his cock and stood next to Justin who then reached over to my loose lubed butt and gave it a grab. I turned a little to give him easier access to my hole and he slid a finger up inside me. Brad and Justin got a little quiet and for a couple moments Brad and Justin looked at each other's eyes, and gave each other a slight nod. Brad said, "Yeah, Justin ... it's Rob's turn." Brad slid back on the bed to give us some space and watched while Justin worked my already-lubed hole with one finger, and then two fingers, and as he did so, Justin turned to Brad saying "Rob's ass feels amazing. No wonder you told me you love fucking him." Brad said, "Go ahead and give him a couple more fingers, he loosens right up." At that point I was bent over the bed just enjoying the amazing treatment Justin was giving my asshole. I was totally relaxed having him do what he wanted and Brad was playing with his cock watching Justin. Justin slid his four fingers out of my ass and slid his pierced poz cock inside me. Wow, he felt great. I love my boyfriend's eight inch cock but Justin's seven inch, fat cock was a whole different kind of great. "Yeah, fuck me," I urged Justin. Brad meanwhile was jacking his cock, taking in the scene, his cock rock hard. Clearly he was totally into watching me be get plowed by his poz friend. Justin bent over and whispered in my ear, "You get off on my hot poz cock, don't you?" Brad didn't notice Justin's question, but it had me rock hard. I didn't say anything at first, so Justin asked more loudly "You want that, huh?" Brad looked up at both of us and smiled when I answered "Yeah, fuck me ... give it to me! But first let me change positions!" We all started laughing and they both made room for me to get on my back with my legs in the air. Justin said, "Let me take a couple minutes ... Brad, you get back inside him." Justin pulled out of me and noticed a little redness on his cock. He realized his Prince Albert piercing was rubbing my asshole raw from the friction. We looked at each other and he was about to say something about it. I gazed into his eyes and slowly shook my head and whispered, "Don't say anything." Once his cock was inside me, Brad said, "Oh yeah, Rob has such a hot hole. God I love fucking his ass." "Yeah, I want this ... fuck me, Brad," I urged. As Brad fucked me, Justin kissed me, quietly saying "Rob, I'm going to help you get what you want." Brad looked at Justin saying "We're probably okay fucking him, since we're both undetectable." A strange look crossed Justin's face, which led Brad to ask "What's that look for?" In a slightly dull tone Justin answered "My doctor didn't like my blood panels, so he took me off my HIV meds two weeks ago. I thought I told you." Justin continued, "But don't worry about me. Fuck Rob's hot hole and shoot inside him!" There wasn't much room behind Brad and the wall, and Justin had a plan. He got off the bed and stood next to Brad, lightly tweaking his nipples. That drove Brad crazy and filled him with lust. Justin then moved behind Brad as he was fucking me and tweaked his nipples. Brad muttered "Oh, fuck, I'm getting close!" I grabbed Brad’s hips to pull his cock into my ass, and Justin lodged himself against the wall so that Brad couldn’t back away as Brad yelled, "Shit! I'm cumming ... fuck, I'm shooting." I was also shooting, but unlike Brad's load, my cum load blew all over my chest. It was likely the biggest load I've ever had. Fuck that was hot. After all this time with Brad, I finally got him to cum inside me - and I wanted it really bad. Poz cum just made it hotter. Brad's cum had nowhere to go, but inside my ravaged hole. And he was freaking out softly saying, almost to himself, "Oh my god, I came in you! Fuck! I don't want to poz you." "Hang on, honey, it'll be okay. A lot of guys don't get pozzed the first time they're bred! Come here...." Brad's cock was still in my hole and I pulled him towards me and kissed him many times, murmuring "Don't worry." He moved off me and laid down on the bed and Justin was there with a slight smirk. We both knew what he did for me, and I was grateful. "Can I get a hand here?" Justin asked. In the excitement, Brad and I hadn't helped Justin get off, and his cock needed to blow a load. "Yeah, I think I can help you out," I replied, turning to Brad and asking "Okay with you? I think it's Justin's turn." Brad looked at both of us and slowly nodded yes. I pulled Justin down to make out with him, and I could feel his poz cock grazing my thighs and balls. I reached down and aimed his cock inside my hole, easing his pierced poz cock inside me, my boyfriend's poz load the only lube. I announced with genuine excitement "Fuck, this is amazingly hot." Justin grinned as he slid in and out of my wrecked hole and asked "You really like this. Fuck, man, I never thought I'd ever get inside your hole." "Hell, yeah, man, this is amazing." In a slightly louder tone Justin asked "You want me to cum in you?" Mischievously I replied "Ask Brad if you can." Justin replied in a voice loud enough for the guys in the adjoining rooms could hear "It's not Brad's hole I'm breeding. Do you want my poz cum?" There was only one possible reply for me: "Fuck yeah, dude. Shoot your hot poz load into my ass!” Just then every muscle in Justin's body tensed up as a prelude to his hot load. He pounded my hole even harder, as if to force his virus into my body. Justin yelled, "You're such a cum slut, take my poz load." I could feel his cock unloading in my guts. The spasms triggered another orgasm for me. I was in heaven, as was Justin who collapsed on top of me, with his cock still lodged inside my hole. We hugged and kissed. Brad looked a little shell-shocked at what just took place. We all stretched out on the bed and wrapped our arms around each other just to hold on. I wasn't sure what was going through Brad's head, so when everyone caught their breath, I said, "That was amazing. I've wanted that for a long time. Thank you." Brad looked at me with a puzzled look. He said, "I had no idea ... you never talked to me about it or asked me for it." I asked, "Would you have bred me if I asked you to?" Just then, I felt Brad's cock start to get hard against my thigh. Brad said, "Justin and I hoped you would be okay with us just fucking you, but now, you'll have a lot more of our cum from now on." The three of us smiled, relieved about how the afternoon turned out. Brad got off the bed, his big poz hard on, pointing in my direction. I got up on all fours, and pointed my ass in his direction and my mouth on Justin's cock. Justin's cock was slightly funky, but I didn't care. It was my turn, and I got what I wanted.

Making My Dreams Cum True I went to a leather bar in New York, dressed in my leather chaps, vest and cap. I had been there several times, hoping on each occasion to hook up with one particular very hot Leather Man. We had eyed each other a few times, but nothing had happened. This particular Friday night I intended to try harder, so I wore a worn, tight pair of 501s which displayed my tight ass quite well. Shortly after entering the bar, I headed to the men’s room, and in the process brushed-up against him as he lounged against the bar. Sure enough he followed me into the restroom, and stood at the urinal next to me. Naturally, my cock immediately came to attention and, upon noticing it, he drawled “Boy, that cock sure looks good, and your butt looks even better!" I replied “I’d sure like your cock to know my tight hole better.” Giving me a somewhat sinister look he asked “You bareback?” “Well, I’ve never been barebacked, but you’re so hot I think I just might. If you’re safe.” “Yeah, I’m safe,” he replied, and with that we agreed to meet the following night at his place. Finally Saturday night arrived. All day I had been both excited and leery of barebacking with him, but the thought of playing with him took control. At least that’s what my asshole seemed to be saying as it twitched throughout my day time activities. When I arrived at his apartment he gave me a drink to relax, and it definitely worked. In short order I was so fucking horny I don’t think I had ever before felt so excited. Looking back, I’m sure he had spiked my drink, just to put me in the mood to have my neg hole used raw. He took me down into his dimly lit dungeon where a leather sling hung next to a leather draped which was illuminated by two large candles on opposing sides of the table. He instructed me to lay in the sling. I eagerly complied, and within seconds found myself restrained. He opened a drawer which was filled with toys. My cock remained rock hard as I anticipated the pleasures that were before me as he selected a large dildo and slowly worked it up my quivering hole. Man, I was utterly overwhelmed in sexual excitement, and naturally wanted more and more, so I was not all that surprised when I found myself begging for his raw cock, which only made him ply my hole all the harder. Even so, after thoroughly loosening up my ass, he slowly and deliberately removed his leather cod piece, and then lowered the sling so he could straddle over my mouth, ordering me to slowly lick his cock and announce my desires. So I found myself speaking to his cock, telling it I wanted, no, I needed hot cum in my hole. Slowly his cock began to rise. Damn, it was unbelievably large – perhaps as much as nine inches of pure man muscle, when fully erect. Fuck, I needed to be fucked. Perhaps reading my mind, he raised the sling into position over the leather draped table, and positioning the candles to provide the necessary lighting, he used a pre-prepared turkey baster to insert a white liquid into my ass, pausing briefly only to explain the liquid was cum that he had saved-up just for the occasion. Damn, I was so ready to receive his hot hard cock deep within my ass. Involuntarily I found myself begging to feel it, and to my pleasure he positioned himself at the entrance to my hole and whispered “What do you want?” “My ass full of your cum,” I whispered in reply. He slowly worked his cock into my ass, sliding it in and out, preparing it for his eventual assault. “This is only the beginning,” he advised as he varied his pace and the angle of insertion, giving me a wide range of sensations to enjoy. As the tension increased, again I found myself begging for his load, but he cautioned me saying “Not so fast. You’ve gotta earn the right to enjoy my gift. And that means I’m in charge.” With that he withdrew, and inserting the turkey baster again into my ass, he forced additional cum into my hole, but this time he used a small brush to work it in deeply. Fuck, what a feeling! To be filled with man cum, lubing my hole in preparation for his raw cock. Damn! It was like being fucked for the first time, all over again! After he had vigorously abraded my hole, the brush bristles were pink with my blood. “Your hole is ready to receive my man cum. Is this what you want?” “Absolutely,” I replied. My hole was in desperate need of his cum. With that he pushed his rock hard cock deep into my ass. Again he asked "What do you want?" “Your cum,” I replied, as he fucked deeper and deeper. “Again,” he demanded. “I need your cum, Sir." “Well then, you will receive it. If you truly want the seed of lust, Boy. You do know what I mean, don’t you Boy? "Yes, Sir, your seed,” I replied. “You know my seed is special, don’t you, Boy. That it’s charged hot seed. You want my special seed in your hole, don’t you, Boy?” My hole twitched and tightened on his cock in acknowledgement. I was absolutely ready to be blessed with his seed, but he slowed the assault on my hole, and delayed gifting me, asking yet again “Are you willing to take my poz load deep into your ass and to be almost certainly be converted?” My hole relaxed as if to let him drive his cock home Damn! I was gonna get a poz load! My hole rejoiced with excitement beyond anything I had known before. I looked directly into his intense eyes and shot my final neg load all over myself as, with a final thrust, he announced “As you wish, Boy. Here’s my poz seed!” blowing volley after volley of his charged load deep into my ass. The next weekend, four of his friends would each blow his load into my ass – just as a reward to me for being such a good bottom boy. Ah, if only in my dreams!

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

Don’t feel bad in the slightest. You’re u/d and if the guys were unsure what fully medicated bb bottom means then they needed to have asked. As felchingpisser said you’re the safest bet and I know when I first started my bb journey I actually looked for u/d guys to fuck me as I viewed them as most in touch with their status. These days I’m a cum slut whore that will take a load from any status but that’s another story!

Are they really related or is it an act, anyone know for sure?

I'm POZ, so the need to have my guts marinate with cum really isn't required or enjoyed ... pig much more prefers to feel cumloads running down the inside of pig's thighs and over the taint and nutt sack. Now having said that; if I'm collecting loads because a DOM ordered pig to as part of play or for some particular reason and wants pig's hole plugged and returned once the requisite number of units has been collected then AWESOME! this pig will get loaded up and pluggeds and it will, with all the warm fuzzy feelings a good slut experiences for a job well done, open its hole and push out the creamy contents of its guts for HIM when pig returns ... and that pig does VERY much enjoy.

I'd love to find out what it's like to be on the receiving end of his cum load.

I took my first ever load through the gloryhole and I Have made it a regular feature of my cum collecting duties for 30 years! As much fun as regular sex is, nothing beats the feeling of putting my cunt against the wall and having an anonymous cock unload deep inside. I love everything about the ABS. The smell, the old cum in the walls, seat and screen (which I love to lick off) and the used condoms in the trash can which, when opened, provide the lube I use when I’m in a booth. I learned that trick when I was just a young and hungry pussy boy. On older gentleman came in my booths And was rooting around in the garbage. He pulled out 4 tied off condoms. He took out his Swiss Army knife and cut the tops off. He told me to bend over the chair and then he pushed the condoms into my cunt. Once in, he fucked them deep into my guts until he unloaded and then stayed to watch as I shit them and the loads out onto the seat. He told me to eat and I ate until there was nothing but latex left. Still the best fuck of my life.

Taking loads at Club San Diego today between 10 am and 6. Cum over and fill me up

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.

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."

I’m on team absorb. I love keeping a man’s cum in me for as long as possible. Sometimes though even with a plug in my hole, some leaks out. That’s usually when my hole is way opened up😉

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

Part 4 - July 2012 Byron climbed out of the shower and stretched having finished his workout, Sam was laying on his bed revising for the final exams that week. Byron had one more exam to sit and felt that any more revision and he would break. This was the last of their academic studies and when they returned in September it would be full on training for their careers. They had both recently celebrated their 16th birthdays which much fanfare and Byron got to meet Sam's parents, they tried to show interest in dance but had very little understanding or interest come to that. But they loved their son and were only to happy to let him follow his dream and support him at Mountview. Byron now stood at his five feet ten inches tall, he looked at himself in the mirror admiring his body. His muscle definition had grown even more over the last six months. He looked at Sam's reflection in the mirror and caught him having a little glance, undoubtedly he had a little grin on his face. Sam now matched Byron's height, he had let his dark hair grow that was now held up in a little bunch on his head, he kept his stubble on his chin and was trying to grow a light moustache to match his chin stubble. Oddly Byron thought this made Sam look even more sexier and kept fantasising about licking his body all over. His chest was smooth and his build was comparable to Byron's since they worked out all the time together doing the same weights and exercises. He felt an undeniable stirring in his groin watching Sam, something that never happened when he watched or partnered a female dancer for a routine. He knew what it meant and was desperate to ask if Sam felt the same, his shyness always brought him back down with a bump and he never got the courage to ask. Byron dressed and went to dance class leaving Sam revising on his bed with only his buttocks cladded with the duvet his fine toned legs covered with a light dusting of dark hair looked absolutely perfect he thought closing the door behind him. As much as Byron's feeling waivered he never lost track of what he was here to do. In fact he had landed a part in a new musical being staged for 1 year in the west end, he was snapped up by the choreographer having seem him at Mountview a few months earlier. He was rehearsing 3 days a week in between studying until next week when he would be full time on the production. Sam was auditioning in a few weeks for some parts but appeared to be hitting a block with tap dance unable to find the correct leg movements and toe stepping, ultimately this would mean Sam failing the tap dance exam. Byron knew it was nagging Sam and it was even causing him problems studying for his final academic exams. Byron returned 3 hours later hot and sweating from his dance class, Sam was now laying on his back still cramming in revision. Byron undressed to take a shower "Fancy a walk out for dinner?" he asked Sam. Sam looked up "Yes, thank you. I feel like I will explode if I read anymore" he replied putting the book down. "You need to take a break or you won't remember anything" Byron replied smiling at him. Sam sit up on his bed "I'm going to flunk tap I know that" he said a little disheartened. Byron sat opposite him "How about I help you after dinner?" he suggested. "Please" Sam replied smiling "I will buy you dinner" he offered. Byron laughed "Deal, but you only had to ask me to help" he said. "I know" Sam said laying back down "I like it when you offer though" he smiled over at him. Byron sensed that maybe Sam was bordering on flirting with him and quickly disappeared in to the bathroom to avoid any embarrassment. Sam finished tying his tap shoes on and slid across the floor to where Byron stood waiting almost crashing in to him unable to stop and falling on his ass in hysterics. Byron held out his hand and pulled Sam up to his feet their eyes briefly meeting, slowly they went through the basic steps over several hours until Sam got the toe steps right. Happy and relieved that he could now get the step that was disrupting his thoughts. Sam practiced every moment he had spare with Byron and eventually passed the tap dance class. Byron was a success in the production and managed to get a couple of weeks off over Christmas, he was heading back to Malvern to spend it with his family and Stefan. The train pulled in to the station and Byron stepped out of the carriage, his eyes immediately caught Stefan who was standing on the platform waiting to meet him. Stefan had grown and towered over Byron by a couple of inches, his muscles showed through the tight shirt he was wearing. Not in an overbearing way but very clear to make out. They hugged and walked quickly to the car trying to avoid the rain as much as possible. Driving towards Byron's home they caught a red light at the start of the Flowers estate. "Been in the news a lot" Stefan said nodding over to the estate. Byron looked over "Can it get any worse" he said chuckling "what has happened now?" he asked. "Drugs and a couple of kids got beaten up, usual stuff I guess" Stefan replied "police are now patrolling it". Byron shook his head "Wow that bad eh" he replied hearing yobs to his left. Byron turned to look saw Darren who was sat on the bench just inside the park, it took a moment to confirm it was him, the idiot was wearing a t-shirt and he could see tattoos going up the arms. He was holding a can of lager swigging from it and passing a joint around amongst his group. "He doesn't change" Byron said causing Stefan to look. Stefan laughed "He looks rougher than ever" he replied pulling away as the lights changed. Stefan had changed quite a bit and was now at university studying business and economics at Oxford. He had met a girl and they were somewhat dating when Stefan could be bothered, for now though his focus was solely on Byron. They would talk endlessly through the evening about their lives and what was going on, Stefan listened as Byron talked about Sam with much affection, laughing and nodding in the right places as he paid attention. "You really like Sam don't you?" Stefan suddenly said out of the blue leaning back against the sofa. Byson smiled "He is a great guy, not as great as you though" he said laughing "no one can replace you". Stefan looked at Byron "Do you fancy him?" he asked rather casually "I mean sexually does he do it for you?". Byron didn't expect that question "How silly, why would I fancy him?" he replied trying to find the words. "I don't know that's why I asked" Stefan said "You are kind of matched for each other" he continued. Byron was quiet for a moment "Suppose I did?" he asked watching Stefan open a chocolate. Stefan smiled and slipped the chocolate in to Bryon's mouth catching him off guard "I don't mind if you do". Byron felt awkward and confused with Stefan "Do you fancy me?" he asked plucking up the courage. Stefan looked at him "Maybe, but then I love you in a very different way Byron" he said patting Byron's leg. "I do fancy him but I am not sure" Byron said lowering his head as Stefan looked up at him. Stefan giggled "Not sure of what, if he fancies you?" he asked going all serious again. Byron didn't know what to say "This conversation has got really awkward" he said beginning to feel scared. Stefan leaned up and kissed him on the cheek "Your still my best friend whatever happens, you understand?". Byron nodded "I have known for a few years I was different" he quietly said to Stefan. "Your not different Byron, just because you like guys doesn't make you any different to me" Stefan said. Byron heaved a sigh of relief "You don't hate me then?" he asked as Stefan stood and turned the music up. He held out his hand "Dance with me" Stefan said pulling Byron up "I could never hate you Byron". Stefan held him as they danced around the living room slowly. He never expected this evening to take this turn of events. Stefan had somehow forced Byron's hand to admit he was gay, now they were dancing together very closely. Byron stared ahead his eyes full of emotion of what had just happened, confusion still reigned in his head if Stefan was gay and just not able to admit it yet. "Your still Byron to me, my closest and dearest friend" Stefan said moving Byson's body closer. Byron smelled Stefan his head in the crook of his neck "You have always been there for me" Byron said. Stefan held him tighter "And I always will be, forever and ever" he replied and kissed the side of his head. Their bodies touching so intimately and close as they moved slowly to the beat of the music until the track finished. Stefan sat down on the floor "Your going to have to teach me to dance" he said patting the spot next to him. Byron sat next to Stefan who put his arm around him "Thank you" Byron said as Stefan pulled him closer. "I love everything about you Byron and I like having you in my life" Stefan said giving Byron another chocolate. Byron giggled "You fattening me up?" he asked savouring the flavour melting on his tongue. "Maybe, can't have you looking prettier than me" Stefan said pushing Byron over. They laughed and rolled around on the floor play wrestling, Stefan tickling Byron having known his weakness from years of friendship. Byron unable to control himself through his giggling couldn't beg him to stop, instead he grabbed his hands and held on to them until he relented, leaning over smiling as Byron tried to catch his breath. He looked up at Stefan "You confuse me" Bryon said as he let go of Stefan's arms. "In what way?" Stefan replied still looming above him. Byron shrugged "The way you just danced with me and held me, I don't know what to make of it" he admitted. Stefan sat up "I'm not gay Byron, I just know I love you way beyond sexually, you are the closest anyone has ever got to me" he said. Byron nodded although he didn't really have a clue what Stefan meant, all he did know was that Stefan was the one person he connected with on so many levels. Maybe it was just how they had bonded and the close nature and freedom they shared with each other. Stefan always made time to see Byron when they were both home, spending every day together as they grew up from 16 years olds.

It's not about being "PC". There's A LOT on this site that isn't PC. It's about staying within the limits of the law. I've said it before and I'll say it again (over and over)… Who you vote for makes a difference in your sexual freedoms. Who your friends and family vote for makes a difference in your sexual freedoms. Don't think you can ignore politics and then come on a board like this and complain that your freedoms are being limited. You, your friends, and your family members limited those freedoms when you voted the wrong lawmakers into office. Oh, and it's just going to get worse. About a week ago 4 Senators asked Attorney General Barr to do more obscenity prosecutions (conservative source, liberal source). Obscenity isn't just about images – text can be "obscene" as well. Barr was a big proponent of obscenity prosecutions when he worked in the Justice Department in the Bush (Sr) administration. If Trump gets a second term we're likely to go back to those rather dark days. And it's not just a problem in the US. Britain is trying to regulate porn (though it's temporarily failed), Australia wants to regulate porn, etc. The rules on this site are there to keep things legal and to keep the site off the radar of aggressive conservative groups. This is why the moderation of this site is "somewhat aggressive" and why that will continue to be the case with the sites I'm building. I don't need problems. If you become a problem, then you're no longer welcome here. This is a private site, there is no right to free speech. Free speech means you can start your own site and possibly face lawsuits and jail if you don't police it properly.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 11 Later that night... or was it morning by then? I didn’t even know what fucking day it was by this point... I opened my eyes and found myself entwined with puppy on the bed... our wet sweaty jockstraps off and tied to the bed posts. No longer spinning, I felt the dull throb of my right tit and I reached for it. “Fuck” I slowly moaned... the beginnings of a scab had begun to form. “Shit!” I smiled, suddenly remembering what had happened... being whored out, fucked and fisted. Then the sensation between my legs registered... my fucking engorged ball sack! Slowly reaching down I remembered my transformation... the heft and size of them hit me. It had happened... my fantasy. Somehow, my Daddy knew what I wanted and made it a reality. I knew the saline would be reabsorbed into my body, but for now, my balls were huge. Part of me wanted this to be permanent... a fucking bull sack so large that I would never be able to wear anything but a jockstrap. Then I felt puppy stir. “MMMM,” puppy moaned as he checked out the nape of my neck. “Fucking beautiful hickey there cuntboy,” puppy smiled as he leaned down, kissed it and began chewing on it. “Fuck yeah!” I growled, remembering the cunting puppy gave me when he went into his chem fucked headspace... wishing that I could feel his knot inside me. Then I heard a deep familiar voice... “Hey cuntboy, looks like you’re coming down” Daddy chuckled standing next to us holding two rigs. “Give me that arm... this’ll get you flying again.” I sat up. “Daddy,” I whimpered, reaching out to him... “Please.” I just wanted to be a fucking cuntboy and serve him and puppy. My cunt was insatiable. Daddy, looking into my eyes, took my outstretched arm, prepped it and slammed me holding the second rig in his teeth. “Fuck!” I groaned... the chems rush flowed through my body reigniting the hunger in my cunt. “Shit!” puppy growled. Seeing the blood tinged liquid pushed into my vein, puppy pleaded. “Slam your puppy Daddy!” Daddy smiled taking puppy’s arm, wrapping the tourniquet around his bicep and guided the needle into his vein. “Here you go puppy.“ Daddy groaned and began pushing its contents into my alpha. “Fuuuck!” I yelled as puppy took hold of my neck again and clamped down hard from the chems flooding his body. “Boys,” he said sternly, tossing the chemmed filled lube at us. “Lube up.” With a start, puppy and I separated ourselves and began exploring each other’s cunts with a handful of lube. Taking the lube, my fingers stroked puppy’s engorged cunt lips. I moaned... knowing how much work Daddy had done to get them to that level. Noticing my excitement, puppy laughed “A rosebud for my cuntboy...” and presented me with his beautiful rosebud. “Shit yeah!” I growled, lapping at the cunt juices dripping from dark wet folds of his cunt until puppy pulled it back inside. I sat back on my haunches with a disappointed look on my face. Grabbing the lube and positioning me, puppy winked at me and took charge. “Now turn around cuntboy, gotta get your cunt ready.” I grinned and presented... cunt first. With one hand, puppy held my ball sack. “Fucking beautiful cuntboy, we gotta keep this up.” I shook my hips... agreeing as he began working his lubed hand past my cunt lips. "AHHHH!” I gasped...his knuckles slowly moving past my cunt lips. The lube chems hit me and I pushed back... wanting to feel his fist inside of me. Seeing what I wanted, Daddy gave permission. “Lube up that wrist, puppy. Give cuntboy your fist.” I fucking began to beg as the thought of taking my alpha’s fist hit me. “Please puppy, fist my cunt!” I begged. “Fist your cuntboy!” I began pushing back as I felt puppy slathering his wrist. Suddenly, I felt my cunt lips slip past his knuckles and his thumb invaded my cunt. “YESSS!” I yelled as my cunt lips slid down his hand and rested on his wrist. “How’s it feel, cuntboy?” puppy questioned as his fist experienced my cunt for the first time. “Fucking warm wet and tight cunt.” he laughed... his fingers explored my cunt walls. “Fuck puppy! I love it! Thank you, Daddy!” I continued to repeat as the chems took over. I was now a chemmed up cunt. Standing over us, Daddy nodded approvingly. “Yeah cuntboy, take your alpha’s fist.” My cunt throbbed as puppy continued to rhythmically drum on the inside of my cunt. At some point, I felt puppy’s movements stop. “More!” I pleaded. I looked back over my shoulders and I stopped moving. Daddy was climbing on the bed behind puppy... his right hand fully covered in the lube. Daddy held his hand up to show me as puppy stared directly into my eyes. He knew instinctively what was going to happen... he had been trained on Daddy’s fist. Daddy began to work those enormous cunt lips of puppy. His hand slipped along my alpha’s protruding cunt lips invading the cunt. I couldn’t take my eyes off of puppy as he kept his dilated pupils fixed on me... nodding and quietly mumbling “yes...yes...yes...” Daddy worked his way inside puppy’s cunt. As soon as Daddy’s wrist passed through those cunt lips, puppy began moaning and working my cunt. “FUCK YEAH!” I growled. I looked up at the ceiling and saw the image of puppy fisting me and being fisted at the same time. My alpha was in his element... a fist pig that serves both his Daddy and dominates his cuntboy. “Please!” I moaned... keeping my eyes on the sight of us reflected back from the ceiling. Then it was over. Daddy pulled out of puppy causing him to whelp the sudden exit of the fist. Wiping his hands on one of the towels, Daddy announced it was time to concentrate on him. “OK fuckers... Daddy needs to be serviced.” Even though my cunt ached for puppy’s fist, Daddy was our first priority. Puppy immediately released my cunt and began to clean up. Feeling the emptiness of my cunt, I quickly crawled to Daddy and took his cock into my mouth. Realizing that I had taken Daddy’s cock to the root, puppy began worshiping his balls. “Fuck yeah... fucking service your Daddy!” Daddy moaned as he held us by the nape of our necks. I was where I belonged... servicing cock alongside my alpha. I began moaning on the hard shaft... knowing my place... the beta in our relationship. I felt puppy begin to explore my cunt lips with his hand and I knew then that my cunt would be feeling his fist in me again. Puppy had claimed another part of me. Suddenly, Daddy pulled his cock from my mouth and stepped back. “Fucking urinals,” he smirked as he held his cock, aimed it at our open mouths and let out a torrent of dark acrid chem piss. Puppy and I huddled together trying to swallow every drop of Daddy’s piss. “Fucking pigs!” Daddy yelled showering our bodies with his golden nectar. Once the stream ended, puppy and I immediately looked at each other. I knew he was thinking the same thing I was... this was our Daddy’s piss... we needed it. We began wallowing in the warm chem filled puddle... covering ourselves in it and lapping it off each other. We were two chemmed up piss pigs. I began licking puppy’s hard massive pecs as he fed on my piss-soaked back. I moved down past his rock-hard abs tracing his deep Adonis belt with my tongue and made my way to his inner thighs. At this point, I was torn... I felt his hard-uncut cock hitting the side of my face but the craving for piss was too much. I moaned as I moved down... I needed that piss and began lapping it up from the rubber tiled floor. “Fucking cuntboy... fucking piss pig!” Daddy congratulated me. I took a long slurp of piss and looked up at him... the piss dripping from my chin and smiled. It was true. I would always need piss. Seeing me in this position... slurping piss from the floor on my hands and knees... puppy immediately pounced on me and began giving me a hard-rutting fuck. Puppy’s hands slid forward from my hips and gripped the straps of my harness pulling me to him. “Fuck me, puppy!” I yelled, feeling his fat uncut cock hit my prostate. My cunt instinctively began to milk his cock... wanting him to feed and satisfy the chem induced hunger inside me. I was in heaven. I have to admit that all I could concentrate on were the sensations in my cunt created by my alpha’s cock. I came back to reality feeling Daddy’s hands caressing the harness clad muscles of my back. Moving behind us, his hands cupped my swollen ball sack giving an approving groan. The hunger in my cunt intensified and I pushed back on puppy’s cock wanting it to go to the deepest depth of my cunt. “Oh Daddy!” I moaned as I felt Daddy’s cock pressing against my ass cheeks as he crouched over puppy and me. “Fucking hungry cuntboy... gonna feed it two cocks.” Daddy growled... his cock head sliding against puppy’s shaft... and began to push past my swollen cunt lips. My cunt lips throbbed, imagining both of their cocks inside my cunt as puppy continued to fuck me. “Relax cuntboy and take it.” Daddy encouraged me. “Fucking surrender to your hungry cunt.” I begged, “Do it! Please! Fucking feed my cunt with both your cocks!” I felt puppy slow his fucking allowing me to concentrate on taking Daddy’s cock. Although I had just taken puppy’s fist, taking both Daddy and puppy at the same time was something I had never done before. Taking a deep breath, I began to relax as Daddy’s cock began to push past my cunt lips. “Fuck!” I hissed realizing that Daddy was now inside me with puppy. Daddy continued on, sliding his entire cock along puppy’s shaft into my cunt. Feeling Daddy’s invading cock, puppy stopped his fucking until my cunt lips met the root of Daddy’s cock. There were were... Daddy and puppy both inside me... cocks together... Daddy’s above puppy’s, both held by my throbbing cunt lips. I marveled at the thought of being shared by both of them at once. My hungry cunt ached and I instinctively moved forward to begin fucking myself on their cocks. Moaning loudly, Daddy and puppy took control of my cunt as I surrendered to them and they began fucking me in unison. With every thrust, I grunted in delight. The room filled with the sounds of our rutting... loud moans, grunts, pleas and wet slapping bodies. My entire body was on fire... the two men I serve were using me to fulfill their desires. I felt the deep throb in my cunt as every nerve in my body screamed from the double fucking. My body trembled and it hit me... “FUCK!” I yelled. The ecstasy of an anal orgasm overcame me and my mind shut down, experiencing nothing but the feeling in my cunt. It seemed to go on forever... my heart pounded. Coming back into focus, I realized that their thrusts began to slow and intensify. I was now familiar with their fucking and knew it wouldn’t be too long for them to fill my cunt. “Feed my cunt!” I begged feeling their simultaneous torrents of hot cum fill my cunt. They continued their fucking thrusting in and out... causing the huge amount of seed to leak out onto my inner thighs and my bull sack... until they completely emptied their balls inside me. Emptied, they rested on top of me. “Fuck yes!” I sighed feeling their weight. I heard Daddy laugh as he saw the gush of cum released when he pulled out of my cunt. Presenting his cock to me, he simply ordered, “Clean.” I immediately took it and began taking the mixture of their cum, my cunt juices and chem lube into me. Satisfied, Daddy walked away. Remaining inside me, puppy pulled me up and sat back, holding me in his arms... my cunt lips holding tight to his cock. His hands explored my body. “Fucking bull balls,” he growled. “Daddy wants to see how much more you can take.” I let out a deep animalistic growl. “Yeah?” I thought so.” puppy chuckled. Taking hold of my right tit, puppy lovingly massaged it. “That was fucking hot cuntboy. First time I’ve ever tasted another’s blood. Thank you.” I groaned holding his hand against my tit and gently gripped his cock with my cunt lips. “Fuck... it was wasn’t it?” I chuckled. We stayed like that for a while... taking in our reflection in the wall mirror admiring. “Do you smell that?” puppy asked as he held me tight. “That’s our smell.... leather, sweat, piss and cum.” I took in the scent of the room. “Yeah... fucking best smell in the world.” I smiled.

Chapter 12 Turns out being a total slut is a great way to get a good nights sleep. I can’t remember the last time I slept so well. I made it to brunch to find Kevin waiting for me. So to explain Kevin, he’s my best friend. I’ve known him since freshman year at college. I got him through his first STI, his first broken heart when found out the girl he was dating cheated on him, hence his first STI. I was there when he knocked up his new girlfriend during senior year. I was also his best man at his wedding and became godfather to his third kid, Josh. So in other words we had a bit of a history. His kids even called me uncle Scott. He always had a way of getting me to spill all my secrets so I was nervous about brunch. He gave me a hug then immediately asked how I was. “I’m good Just getting over the flu but good. Works keeping me busy. So what’s going on with Josh?” Smooth right? “Scott I don’t know what I’m going to do. He’s gay.” “And? That’s a problem why?” “No, no I don’t care about that. You know I’m staying with him while I’m in town.” I nodded yes. “Wanda told me not to. That he needed his space just to stay at the hotel but no I wanted to spend some quality time with my son.” He was starting to spiral. “Kevin, focus. Tell me what happened.” “I walked in on him having sex.” “Yea still not seeing the problem. I mean I’m sure you both were a little shocked but it’s just sex.” “No! He wasn’t using a condom.” I bust out laughing. “Oh dear god is that all?” “It’s not funny. What about all those diseases?” He was seriously stressing out. “Kevin relax. I’m sure he’s on PrEP so it fine. Plus if he was topping the chance of getting HIV is less than if he was bottoming.” “I didn’t understand a word you just said.” “Kevin I’m sure he’s fine. Did you talk to him?” “Oh my god no! We were both too embarrassed, we’ve barely been able to look each other in the eye.” This was really too funny. If he only knew what I’d been doing yesterday he’d kill over. “You should really talk to him if you’re concerned.” “Well I’m actually flying back home later this afternoon so I don’t think I’ll have the chance. Would you talk to him?” I was taking a drink as he said that and just about spit the water out. “Umm you want me to talk to your son about sex. Thanks but I’ll pass. He’s a grown man.” Scott, please. You’re both gay and you’re older so you could be a mentor to him.” “You want me to mentor your son in gay sex?” He was getting flabbergasted with me, “Scott, no that’s not what I meant at all. Please, you are his godfather after all.” “Okay fine, what exactly do you want me to tell him?” “You know just about that safe sex stuff.” “Okay you win. Can we now please change the subject?” “Of course,” He said grinning now that he’d gotten his way. “ I must say I was really impressed with his penis. For a short guy he was really big. Must have gotten that from my side of the family.” “Holy shit I can’t believe we’re discussing your sons dick, and don’t forget I’ve seen yours so if he’s big he didn’t get that from you!” “Oh that hurts!” He said laughing. He got serious for a second, “but thanks, really I mean it.” The rest of brunch went off without a hitch and I was soon putting him in a cab. I then proceeded to put Josh at the back of my mind and life returned to normal except, of course I was having a lot more sex! Every couple of days Kevin would text to see how it went with Josh and I’d just make some excuse. Finally after about a month of his texts I couldn’t take it any more so I sent Josh a note. ‘Hey Josh it’s your uncle Scott. Just wondering if you were free for dinner sometime this week?’ He’s young so I really didn’t expect a response any time soon so I was shocked when my phone buzzed with a text. ‘Hey uncle Scott you don’t need to take me out. I know this is dad trying to meddle.’ This kid was good. I figured we could go on texting all night or I could just call the fucker. “Uncle Scott, really you don’t need to take me out. I promise I’m fine.” “Hi Josh. I’m sure you are but you know your father. He’s never going to give either of us any peace until we meet up. I promise we will not discuss your sex life.” I could practically hear him rolling his eyes. “Okay fine, I suppose I could meet you for dinner. I’m free tonight if you’re game.” “Perfect! Say half an hour at that diner on your corner.” “Great see you there.” If I played my cards right I’d be done quick then I could hit up a new fuck bud in the neighborhood and hopefully get a load or two. Now I hadn’t seen Josh in about two years so I wasn’t sure what to expect. Last time I saw him he was a little chunky, had long hair and was wearing really thick glasses. This hot young guy saw me walk in to the diner and raised his hand in my direction. I looked behind me thinking someone had come in after me but I was alone. “Uncle Scott, over here.” Wow the last years had been good to him. “Fuck me Josh you look amazing.” He stood up and gave me a hug. “Thanks, you too. You’ve got more ink.” “And you look totally different. Fuck, no wonder your dad’s worried about you,” I said chuckling. He was about 5’6”, 160lbs, all muscles, tanned, from what I could tell he looked pretty smooth up top but his legs were hairy. His hair was cut short on the sides but a little longer on top. Like me, he was wearing shorts and a tank top. He smiled, “my last roommate was a personal trainer.” “Well damn he did good work.” He started blushing. “Thanks, I like the new me.” “You look hot. I’m sure if your dick is as big as your dad says it is you have no problems finding guys to fuck either.” Holy shit I can’t believe I just said that to my godson. “He grinned, “dad said I had a big dick?” “He tried to infer you got it from him, but believe me I’ve seen his and let’s just say he’s not what I would call well endowed.” He started laughing, “I’ve seen his and grandpa’s and I can assure you my size didn’t come from his side of the family. But wait did dad and you ever...you know?” Okay how did I get into this conversation?? “Umm well, we were roommates you know.” “Yes, and...” “I may have sucked him off a time or two.” “Oh my god I knew it!” “You cannot tell him I told you that. He’d kill me.” He was trying really hard not to laugh. “I always had a feeling about my dad.” “Your dad is not gay. We were kids in college and he was usually drunk and needed to get off, and trust me he never returned the favor.” “Well maybe but I have to say when he walked in on me fucking the twink he certainly was tenting in the pants if you know what I mean.” “Wait, what? Really?” He was shaking his head yes and grinning like a fool. “Well damn! Okay enough talking about your dad,” I chuckled. “Fine, so do you want to talk about my sex life then?” He was smirking. “You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” “Yea it’s fun watching you squirm.” “You little shit. Even though you’ve got all those muscles I can still put you over my knee young man.” “Ummm uncle Scott I had no idea you were so kinky.” He winked at me. “Oh Josh, you have no idea how twisted I am,” I started to give him an evil grin. He gulped and grabbed his drink. This was fun! “Umm, Yea...so this conversation just got, umm I’m not really sure what.” I started laughing, “sorry didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” “No, no, this just isn’t at all how I imagined dinner going.” “Me either. We can change the topic if you’d like?” “Well actually, since we’ve already gone to an uncomfortable place,” he chuckled nervously, “can I ask you some questions?” “Of course anything.” “So what’s your opinion of barebacking? I mean I’m assuming dad told you he caught me fucking without a condom.” “Is it safe to assume that your cool with fucking raw seeing how you were doing it?” “The twink really wanted me to breed him and I was out of condoms. Me personally I honestly don’t feel strongly one way or the other but friends would kill me if they knew I fucked raw.” “Are you on PrEP?” I asked. “Nope. I know I should be but just haven’t gotten around to it yet.” “So are you mostly a top and how did it feel when you were fucking him?” “I’m versatile. Fucking raw felt absolutely amazing at least a 10 times better than being covered up; although, I’ve never been fucked raw though.” About this time our cute waiter brought out our food. He took one look at Josh and said, “honey, bareback is the only way! And I can tell your hot daddy here agrees with me 100%.” His hand glazed down my back, inside my tank top, dipping down to touch my newest tattoo that Max had just finished up a few days ago. He patted my back and walked away. “Ummm ok that was interesting. So daddy is he right?” The little shit was grinning from ear to ear. “First of all don’t ever call me daddy again! I may be old enough but I’m definitely not a daddy. And secondly, we’ll fuck it, yeah he’s right I never use condoms.” “Are you on PrEP?” “Nope,” I smiled and wiggled my eyebrows at him. “There’s a lot of guys who don’t believe in condoms, in fact they don't think any gay man should use them.” “Yea my friends are definitely not in that camp. They think guys that bareback are really stupid and get what they deserve.” “And what do you think?” “I think it feels amazing and honestly don’t really see any problems with it. I’ve just learned to keep my mouth quiet around them.” “Maybe you need new friends,” I said winking at him. “I think you may be right. So you really never use condoms, and you’re not on PrEP?” “I had some very good friends show me how amazing sex could be and not a fucking condom was ever in sight.” “Do you worry about HIV?” “Not any more.” “Not anymore?” He asked with a skeptical look on his face. “Does that mean your, you know, are you...” “It’s okay Josh you can say it.” “Are you HIV positive?” “What would you say if I was?” He was squirming in his seat and seemed to be adjusting his crotch. Hmmm was this conversation making him hard?? “Umm honestly I think it’s kind of hot. The thoughts making me hard. God that’s so fucked up right.” “Nope! Not fucked up at all!” By this time I was getting rather hard. Josh excused himself to go to restroom. I think he needed to digest our conversation. But I noticed his shorts were looking rather snug as well. He was gone quite awhile and I was starting think maybe he’d ditched me when he came wandering back to the table. Instead of heading straight for his seat he walked around so he could pass behind me. “Everything okay? You’re looking a bit like the cat who ate the canary.” “Um, I’m good. I uh just was talking to our waiter while I was in the bathroom and he uh mentioned the tattoo on your back.” “Just talking?” I raised my eyebrows and gave him my serious look. He started blushing and looked sheepishly away from me. “Uh huh, that’s what I thought. He taste good?” I didn’t think it was possible for someone to go even redder. This was really a lot of fun. “So what about my tat?” “Well he mentioned that it kinda looked like it might be a bio hazard sign.” “And did that turn him on?” “Not sure but but he sure as hell shot his load pretty quick.” “Does it turn you on? It’s okay if it does.” I winked at him. “Uncle Scott, I don’t understand what’s happening to me. The thought of you being poz has me rock hard.” “Josh, let me tell you a little story.” I proceeded to tell him about the last two months of my life. His jaw hit the floor and he looked at me with hunger. “Holy fuck that is the hottest shit I have ever heard. Uncle Scott will you poz my tight faggot ass?”

I do have to say it was consensual and I feel I did the seducing. Even though he was in his 40s at the time.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 10 The three of us relaxed for a bit... puppy and I connected to our Daddy as he gently massaged our cunts. I glanced up at puppy’s image in the mirror... I studied his body... his massive defined pecs and ripped abs... a fucking alpha male... but, at the same time, his purpose was to serve the man who now controlled our cunts. I smiled... As I watched puppy, I felt a jolt of pleasure in my entire body. The movements in my cunt intensified, and my cunt walls throbbed in pleasure from the stimulation of Daddy’s outstretched fingers. With each throb, the vibrations rippled across my entire body. I began bucking... moaning every time my ball sack hit Daddy’s wrist... I was overwhelmed, lost in the moment and time seemed to stop... My eyes locked onto puppy’s. “Shit yeah, cuntboy,” puppy growled, “ride that wrist... take it! Fucking cuntboy!” I continued fucking myself on Daddy’s wrist until I felt Daddy’s fingers begin collapsing inside my cunt and the outward pressure on my cunt lips began. “AWWW FUCK!” puppy moaned as Daddy released his hold on us. With an unspoken command, puppy displayed his cunt to me... positioning it at my lips. “Cuntboy, LICK!” Daddy commanded and I began to feed... my tongue digging deep into puppy’s swollen juicy cunt, exploring the saturated walls of his chemmed up cunt... and fed on my alpha. Feeling Daddy rise from the bed, puppy and I separated. "You fucking love being a cuntboy, don’t you?” Daddy smiled. "Fuck yeah!" I answered contentedly as the lube and cunt juices dripped from my chin. "It’s what I live for now... complete submission. I love it when you and puppy use and control me!" He nodded and motioned me off the bed. I dropped to the floor onto all fours and he fastened a yellow leash to my collar. I moaned as he held it if front of me and I began to drool. “This is now yours cuntboy and puppy...this one is yours.,” Daddy chuckled as he produced a red version and puppy dropped next to me. Fastening red leash, Daddy led us both to the large “X” shaped cross near the opposite wall and released puppy, leaving him to observe. Releasing my leash, Daddy stood me up against the cross, nudging my feet apart until they were positioned with the lower half of the X. Kneeling in front of me, he attached my ankles to the bottoms of the cross making sure I could not move my feet. My legs were spread widely but not too uncomfortable that I wouldn’t be able to remain there for an extended period. As Daddy rose, he slid his hands up my torso... examining my body... sending shivers throughout my body. He lifted my arms and pushed them back against the upper half of the cross and restrained my wrists... securing me to the cross. I groaned as the musk of his pits hit my nostrils. I couldn’t move. I stood there, my back against the cross section of the cross’ timbers... cunt exposed from behind. My pecs and saline infused pouch pushing out. Daddy returned to puppy’s side. Studying me, Daddy’s head tilted. “Take a look at our cuntboy, puppy,” Daddy commanded as he leant down into puppy’s ear and whispered. Puppy rose. “On second thought cuntboy, I want that ball sack of yours bigger.” Daddy announced and I began moaning... My desperation showing, I struggled... He stood there... his booted legs spread, his ringed tits sparkling on his tautly harnessed pecs. My mouth opened as my eyes settled in on his thick dripping cock... I saw puppy walk into my line of sight... cutting off my jockstrap, puppy held my ball sack... feeling its weight. He smiled and began to swab the antiseptic. Daddy walked up behind him, ready to continue my infusion. “Please! Fucking pump it up!” I begged, feeling the needle enter my sack again. Daddy released the saline allowing for a slow release and the slight burning returned. I trembled... I was strapped to the cross... a totally different feeling than being in the sling. Daddy held my face, “Relax cuntboy. Feel your sack expanding... This is what you have become... a reflection of my desires.” He turned and walked to puppy. Daddy moved to puppy’s waiting mouth and rested his cockhead on the outstretched tongue. As soon as he felt the veined cock, puppy engulfed it deep into his mouth. “Good boy,” Daddy growled as puppy began breathing through his nose... feeling his throat contract around the thick cock shaft. Daddy withdrew his cock from its warm host. “Drink boy!” Daddy ordered. A strong yellow stream of chem piss came rushing from Daddy’s piss slit and puppy began guzzling. “Take it fucker!” Daddy encouraged as he took a step back and the stream of piss arched into puppy’s open mouth... the gulping increased as Daddy continued to empty his bladder into puppy’s gullet. I kept watching... my throat muscles contracting, reliving my role as their urinal. The torrent subsiding, Daddy took a step towards puppy... shaking the last drops off his cock... “That’s it boy... clean Daddy’s cock.” Daddy smiled down at puppy and attached his leash. “Stay...” he ordered as walked past me to the wall. Suddenly, a bright light shone on me... bright enough to keep me from seeing the rest of the dungeon. “OK cuntboy, relax and concentrate on that sack.” Daddy chuckled as he moved in front of me. With the light, all I could see was the black outline of his body. Suddenly, all went black... and I panicked. “Relax cuntboy...” Daddy tried to calm me as he tightened the blindfold leaving me completely blind. “Deep breaths, cuntboy...” Taking deep breaths, I tried to calm down... feeling Daddy’s hands on my pecs. “That’s my cuntboy,” Daddy praised me... preparing me for the next step. Then I felt it...Daddy inserting a pair of industrial ear plugs into my ears. My sight and hearing were cut off and I felt Daddy embrace me with his strong arms. I kept taking deep breaths concentrating on Daddy’s embrace until I began to relax. Feeling that I was safe, Daddy slowly released me and inserted the pipe into my mouth. Feeling the heat emanating from the torch on the pipe, I inhaled... the warmth of the cloud filling my lungs. Again, the pipe met my lips... After a few, not knowing what was happening, I went into my own headspace... remembering my first session with Daddy and puppy... everything that had come after that first night. “FUCCCK!” I hissed, as the chems renewed the rush and I realized that I was now just a fucking object in the dungeon... put on display as my body was being transformed for my Daddy’s pleasure... I didn’t know how long I was like that. It could have been a few minutes... but it felt like a lifetime. I couldn’t see what was happening but I could feel the pressure and weight increasing between my legs. My sack began to ache from the stretched-out skin... I began worrying that my sack would burst. “Daddy... please!” I whimpered. All of a sudden, Daddy removed my blindfold and instinctively squinted, trying to avoid the spotlights. I slowly opened my eyes, noticing that the room was only enveloped a red hue and my eyes began to adjust. I gazed on my smiling Daddy. “Welcome back cuntboy,” Daddy greeted me as he took out the earplugs. Removing the needle, Daddy chuckled and released me from the cross, “So how does it feel?” Stepping away from the cross, my legs moved together. “AWWW FUCK!” I exclaimed as I felt my huge sack slide forward as my body leaned back to balance myself. I let out a soft groan. “SHIT YEAH! CUNTBOY! TAKE A FUCKING LOOK AT YOURSELF!” I heard puppy yell... calling me over to the mirror. I made my way to puppy... no, I waddled... the mound between my legs forcing me legs apart...bow legged. My mouth dropped and stared in disbelief. There I was... a fucking freak! I stood there amazed... seeing a melon sized ball sack hanging down low... the skin stretched taut. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” I kept repeating... knowing that deep inside, I had always wanted this. I had jacked off so many times in high school... fantasizing about walking into the showers... dropping to my knees as my full balls hung down... offering myself to every cock. I turned to Daddy. “Please Daddy,” I begged. “Fuck me!” Daddy just smiled and walked towards me... his engorged cock leading him to his cuntboy. I dropped on all fours... my knees extended allowing my sack to hang freely and I offered him my cunt... Daddy moved behind me positioning himself between my outstretched legs, rubbing his hands up and down my back. “Fucking beautiful cuntboy. Tell me what you want.”… I moaned... “Please!” I continued. “Feed my cunt!”... as my cunt lips ached to take Daddy’s fat cock inside me. Daddy took a hit long hit from the pipe as he spread my cunt lips wide. Drawing a second hit, Daddy blew the chem cloud into my cunt. My body spasmed... feeling my Daddy’s tongue against my hungry cunt. Daddy darted his tongue in and out... chewing my cunt lips and shoving his tongue in as deep as he could. I was in my own world... my cock leaking onto my engorged balls. My cunt lips quivered as I felt Daddy’s cock press up against them. Without warning, he plunged his entire shaft deep inside my cunt hitting my prostate. “FUCK!” I yelled as Daddy grabbed the back of harness, pulling me up to his chest, and began to pound my cunt. My head began to swim. “Take Daddy’s cock cuntboy! Fucking whore!” he yelled... driving deeper into me with every thrust. I let go a chem induced rant, “Fuck yeah Daddy... fuck your meth whore... fucking need cock... fucking cunt!“ He kept up the hard fucking and pounding of my prostate until I started to cum... causing my cunt lips to grasp and tightened around his shaft. With a final deep, hard thrust, Daddy plunged his cock all the way in and let out a torrent of hot cum... coating the inside of my cunt. “Fuck yeah!” I moaned contentedly. Pulling out, Daddy slapped my ass and stood in front of me, presenting his dripping cock. “Clean, cuntboy.” he ordered... without hesitation, I took his cock into my mouth... tasting the mixture of cunt slime as I obeyed my Daddy’s command. Satisfied, Daddy patted my head and walked away. “Now put on that jockstrap,” he ordered... pointing to the yellow jock on tossed against the mirrored wall. “When it’s on... back on the floor.” I grabbed the jockstrap and quickly rose to put it on. The feeling was incredible... the massive weight of the sack pulling on my groin caused me to slightly hunch over as I pulled it on. “Fuck” I mumbled, trying to adjust myself. I stood there staring... the waistband barely covering my cockhead... my exposed cock shaft extending from my groin. I smiled... knowing that it would last for a while. I wasn’t going anywhere. Noticing puppy crawling to me, I turned and dropped to my knees to greet my alpha. I sat back, my ass cheeks resting on the heels of my feet and adjusted my legs to allow my sack to hang free... Holding it in both of my hands, I proudly presented it to him. Drawing closer, puppy’s hands began examining the obscene mass and grunted an approval as he began licking along the length of my exposed shaft. My hips bucked and my cock sprung from its confines. “Take it puppy...Piss...I gotta piss,” I pleaded... the pressure on bladder hitting me... Puppy held my cock in his mouth and nodded... giving me permission to release a torrent of chem piss into my alpha’s waiting mouth. “MMMMMM...” I growled... knowing puppy hardly took my piss... I was his urinal... After having his fill of my piss, puppy sat back, mimicking my position, our knees touching. I took in the sight of my alpha... his hard pecs rising and falling. My gaze moved downward seeing his sculpted torso until my eyes landed on his full pouch. It wasn’t pumped like mine... no modifications... his was the product of exceptional genes. “My cuntboy,” puppy sighed and leaned forward... Taking my right tit in his mouth, he began chewing. “Harder!” I begged... grabbing his head and pushing it deeper into my chest. “HARDER!” My body began to shake... feeling the pleasure of my tit connect to my cunt... Releasing my tit, puppy began devouring me... tongues clashing, our hands exploring every bit of each other’s body. I couldn’t get enough of my alpha... I needed him to fuck me and I flipped... presenting my cunt. Letting out a loud growl, “HUNGRY CUNT!” puppy shoved his cock into me and pulled me up... my back against his pecs feeling his uncut cock fill my cunt. We stayed like that for a bit... until I saw our reflection in the mirror... My head exploded, “HOLY FUCK!” I yelled... pulling myself away from puppy and looked down at my right tit... the ring was gone. I freaked out... trying to look for it. Immediately realizing what he had done, puppy grabbed hold of me. “It’s ok cuntboy... it’s ok.” I stared down at my bloody tit... shaking my head... I couldn’t believe what had just happened. “Relax cuntboy...” puppy, examining my tit, tried to calm me down. I looked at Daddy, trying to understand what had happened... he came, stood behind me and held my shoulders. I stared, opened mouthed, into puppy’s dilated eyes. Suddenly... puppy groaned and went for my tit... his tongue lapping up my blood... “FUUCK!” I growled... I was so fuckin spun that I didn’t care anymore... I just sat there... feeling my alpha feeding on my bloody tit. “Shit yeah...” Daddy groaned. Falling to his knees behind me, he lifted my hips, pushing his shaft in to the hilt. “Fucking cunt...” and I rode Daddy’s cock as puppy sat back. “Cunt,” puppy smiled and rose with an evil grin. Leaning over me, he let out a red tinged trail of spit. I moaned, immediately swallowing the offering that my alpha offered. “Now me,” Daddy ordered and puppy moved to him... repeating the ritual with our Daddy. We were complete... My body was the vessel of their essences, their cum and piss. My life force... my blood... had been accepted into their bodies,

I remember my dad used to shower with me when I was real young. He showed me what his dick looked like hard, brown, thick cut meaty and I remember watching him soap it up and down until he came. He never touched my dick but he definitely soaped up my body and made my little boy dick hard. I always thought maybe he knew I was going to be gay even then and was testing the waters while my memory was still kind of solidifying since those times are fuzzy in my mind, but I definitely know it happened and I wish he would have taught me more. I always imagines having a kid would be a great bonding experience myself

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

I had this once. I was face down ass up on the edge of the bed and the top was fucking me. Then told me to stay in that position and he would be right back. Heard him leave the room and a minute or so heard him return, slide in and continued fucking. Or so I thought. It wasn't until they started talking to each other that I realised it was someone else.

Hey guys, thanks for the comments. Hope you enjoy part 2. If you like it I can keep writing more ******* My mind had been racing all day. I had cycled between depression, anxiousness, and horniness thinking about what I did the night before. I'd really let strangers in my door and taken their raw loads anonymously! I was torn by the fulfillment of being a cumdump, and the fear of not being in control. I felt sick every time I thought about being exposed by the guy from craigslist, about losing everything in my life I'd worked for up to that point, and yet as time passed I couldn't resist being turned. I was reminded of Daddy's thick horse cock whenever I walked or sat down. But even though my insides were sore and raw, my faggot cunt kept clenching and feeling empty. Daddy sent just one followup email after he had blackmailed me and threatened to expose me: Don't jackoff until I see you. I want my bitch in heat. I followed his instructions exactly. A part of me feared that cumming would bring me down from the high and I'd regret it all more than I already did. Still, it was torture to deny myself from cumming after I'd just had the kinkiest night of sex in my life. As the time got nearer I scrubbed out my intestines with the deepest enema I'd ever given myself. It was made easier by the fact that I'd had almost zero appetite. Soon, I was squeaky clean and ready to be fucked. Then came time for me to follow Daddy's other instruction. I opened my wife's underwear drawer and looked at her collection of panties with a newfound fascination. I remember looking at these panties with the anticipation of how good they would make my wife's ass look, but now I was picturing my own ass in them, wondering which ones Daddy would like best. Daddy had requested pink, so I chose a hot pink g-string my wife had gotten for Valentine's day. Despite that the front was almost as skimpy as the back, my small smooth package fit nicely against the thin cotton fabric. I popped my ass and looked in the bathroom mirror. Damn, I looked so gay. What would my wife say if she saw me right now? What would the guys I used to play football with say? "I hope Daddy likes these," I said in a faggy voice, sucking on my finger. I reached down and rubbed my cockhead through my pink panties, which drooled stick precum. It was almost time, and I was started getting nervous again. What was I going to do if this guy robbed me or beat me up? But something inside me bowed to his control. When the time came, I shut off all the lights in my apartment, blindfolded myself, and took my place on my hands and knees in front of the door. ****** I waited fifteen minutes in that vulnerable position. Was Daddy late? Was he still coming? Then I heard someone pull up outside my door, and my cunt clenched as if in answer. The door swung open, and heavy footsteps let me know Sir had arrived. "Woof, boy," he growled. "Looks like you understand I'm serious about owning your faggot ass." "Yes, sir" I whimpered. His rough hands started to inspect me, gliding over my shaved smooth ass, and fishhooking into my mouth. I sucked and rubbed my tongue against his calloused finger, and he groaned with approval. He withdrew and spanked me on the ass. "You've got a lot of work to do tonight boy," Sir said, pinching my nipple. I moaned from the mixture of pleasure and pain, not understanding the meaning. "Got a lot of loads lined up for you. But first... I want to make sure you're properly prepared." What did he mean 'a lot of loads'? Suddenly, Daddy stood and left me, walking into the apartment. Blind and helpless as I was, I was in no position to stop him. I heard him flip on the bathroom light switch, and a faint glow shown from behind my blindfold. "The pink one hers?" he asked. "Uh, what?" But he didn't elaborate, and turned the light off. I held my breath as his heavy footsteps brought him past and then back behind me. "Ya boy... you're gonna forget all about pussy. You're gonna forget your dick was ever used for something. You're the pussy now, faggot." Then he put something thin and sharp at my hole and pushed it in. I cringed and gasped as it scraped me guts. He twisted it inside me, fucking me with it in a rough sawing motion. What the fuck was inside me? It felt like a pen or something, but somehow it was grabbing my intestines and scratching them raw. "Reach back and grab your ankles, fag."." I did as Daddy said, putting my face against the floor with my bare ass in the air. I bit my lip as my ass began to sting. A brief illumination let me know he'd just taken a picture of my ass. "If you thought those other pictures I posted of you were bad, just wait until your wife sees you in her panties with her toothbrush shoved up her ass." He laughed dryly. "So you do exactly as I say, boy. Don't try to resist becoming what you really are." I cringed at what the photo must look like, my fat smooth ass squeezed into my wife's pink g-string, along with her fucking toothbrush crammed halfway up my guts, what the fuck... Daddy spanked my ass, and yanked the toothbrush out of my hole, causing me to yelp. "First one's on his way," Daddy said. "You take every single load that walks through this door, and I don't post those pictures of you, understand? And then if I hear at the end of the night you were a good fuck, then I'll come back and put my own load in you... and then I'll let you cum." As in, he'd invited other people, people I had no idea who they were, over to fuck me? That's what he meant? Suddenly, he grabbed my balls and started squeezing them mercilessly in his fist. "You GOT that, faggot?" he growled. "Yes! Yes, I'll do it!" I cried. Relief flooded through me as he released his iron grip on my testicles. "Don't disappoint me, faggot," he said, giving my ass one final slap. "Make your wife proud while these random cocks plow you," he laughed. Then he opened the door and slammed it shut behind him. Fuck. I had no doubt he was serious about exposing me. My heart was racing from the rough handling he'd given me. I slumped forward, resting, clenching my asshole in the cool air by the doorway. My hole still stung from the toothbrush. What if one of these guys knew who I was? What if they had an STD or something? But then there were footsteps outside... They wiped their feet on the mat outside, and then opened the door. A chill ran over me as the cold air rushed in over my bare ass. "Mmmm," the stranger said, unzipping and shedding his coat. He groped my ass and testicles. "Been awhile since I smashed college tail," he chuckled. "Turn around, suck my cock boy." I turned around in the darkness, my blindfold ensuring that even with the dim light coming through the crack beneath the door I couldn't see the stranger. I reached up to his cock and found it semi hard. The scent of man was strong as I took his cock into my mouth. He groaned as I sucked on the head, and salty precum started dribbling onto my tongue. His cock inflated until it was hitting the back of my throat. When I tried to pull back, he grabbed the back of my head and thrust, sending his cockhead past my tonsils. "Do a good job..." he said sternly as I choked on his cock. He started thrusting in and out of my throat mercilessly. I gagged and even threw up a bit, but swallowed it and kept sucking. His flaccid cock was now fully erect and rock hard, 7 inches and thick. "Fuck," he said, withdrawing. "Turn around, I want to fuck you now bitch." I did as he said, thankful he was done with my throat. He positioned himself behind me, his belt buckle clinking as he opened up his fly. He pulled my pink panties to the side, as spanked my cheek. The spit on his cock was all the lubrication he gave me as he pushed his meaty cockhead into my hole. I gasped as he fucked his cock roughly into me, and with several more thrusts he was buried balls deep in me, never asking if I wanted him to use a condom. "FUCK ya," he groaned. I could feel his belly resting on my ass as he started to pound me. "Fuuuuck," I whimpered as the stranger's cock prodded my full prostate. The sting in my ass gave way to pleasure as he fucked me bare. I reached back and spread my ass, letting him hit deeper and deeper. His fat belly slapped against me as he quickened his pace. He grabbed my hips and drove his cock into me, panting like a dog. I loved every brutal thrust as he used me. Not only did I not know who he was, someone else had chosen him to load my ass. I had no input on who used my hole. His intense pounding didn't last long before he yelled out and suddenly warmth shot into me, reigniting the stinging sensation. "Ohhhh shit, oh shit," he said, quivering, his cock pulsing more and more into me. "Oh fuck, I just gave you a ten day load bitch," he laughed. "Mmmm, hope you liked that." As he pulled out I tried to clench, but still some of his ample load dribbled out from me. "I did, thank you for your load," I told him, feeling complete with his cum trickling deeper into my guts. He zipped up, opened the door, and left. Load number one. ****** I exhaled and leaned forward. All the uneasiness melted away as the stranger's load sloshed inside me. I reached back and stuck my finger in my cummy hole, wincing as I found my o-ring tender. For two nights in a row a stranger's sperm was swimming around in my guts. I spent the next 20 minutes running my hands over my smooth ass, enjoying how slutty I felt. Eventually I heard a car pull up, and soon there was another man to service at my door. I popped my ass for my newest visitor as he entered. The only sound he made a quiet coughing as he got settled in behind me. Then, he squirted some lube that he'd apparently brought onto my hole and his dick, and slid his smallish cock into me. My hole opened easily for him, being already stretched out and filled with cum. He fucked me in short hard thrusts. Fast to shove in, slow to pull out. Only three minutes in his silence was broken by a muffled orgasm. He pumped a few more times, fucking his frothy cum into me, then zipped up and left without a word. Load number two. A Mexican guy who took a long time to get hard, but after sucking his uncut cock long enough he bred me rough and deep. Load number three. An old guy with a raspy voice and a thin cock. Load number four. A married guy who loved that I was wearing panties, and railed me for fifteen minutes straight, calling me a "stupid slut" as my useless cock flopped around in my wife's panties. Load number five. "Waited a long time to fuck this ass," the next stranger said, spanking me hard. "Never would have guessed you were a faggot, strutting around with that sexy wife of yours." The darkness concealed my sudden blush of embarrassment. Fuck. This guy knew me? "But you must be pretty damn gay to be taking anon loads instead of fucking her..." he said, feeling up my ass. "These her panties?" "Yes," I answered. "Hot... I check out both your asses at the gym, but I guess this way I sorta get to fuck you both," he laughed, snapping the g-string against my plump ass. After a bit of rustling I felt his cockhead at my hole. "Hope you're prepped up boy, cuz I don't pull out." "Mmm, I don't want you to pull out," I said, which seemed to turn him on. He pushed into my wrecked hole, and I discovered he was reasonably hung. Even though it was my sixth cock of the night he gave me a good stretching. "Where is your little wife tonight?" he asked as he fucked me. "She out gettin some dick of her own?" That was pretty possible. Cheating fucking whore. "She's at her parents house," I said, which was partly true. "She know you're taking anon loads tonight?" he asked, picking up his pace a bit. "N-no." "Hm. Didn't think so. Ahhhh fuck. I like it when she wears those little black spandex shorts," he said, breathing heavy as he rammed his big cock deep into my guts. "And when she's on her hands and knees stretching just like this... oh fuck..." Was this guy really fucking me while dirty talking about my wife? "What's her name?" he asked, smacking my ass. "Renee," I answered, sitting my ass back onto his thick cock. "Renee," he repeated. "Fuck ya, Renee, take that dick baby. Ride that dick you married slut." Holy fuck. did that turn me on! "Ya fuck me," I groaned, "fuck my slutty married pussy!" "Mmmm," he growled, pumping into me forcefully, "that's right you dumb cunt. Take it bareback you stupid cockslut. Fuckin whore. Take it bareback in your married pussy." "Yes please! Please fuck my wife's pussy! Cum in her please!" "You want your wife bred? You want your wife's married pussy knocked up?" "YES! Fuck her! Fucking cum in her and knock her up!" "Alright, pig. I'm gonna knock her up. I'm gonna fuck my babies into your wife's sweet cunt. You're gonna taste my cum every time you eat her out and know that I own her slutty pussy. Fuck ya, Renee. Take my cum, take it! Fuck, Renee! FUUUUUCKKK! I blowing in you right now!" "Yes! Breed me! Dump in my!" I yelled as his cum shot into my worn out cunt. His sperm stung my raw walls as he fucked it into me. He kept pumping, panting with exhaustion, until finally he sat back, withdrawing his cock from my gaping ass. "God damn," he sighed. "You're a sick fuck," he laughed. "I like it." I was exhilarated. I had no idea how hot it would be to have a man use me while thinking about my wife. Holy shit, and to hear him screaming her name while he blew it in me! My wrecked hole didn't have the strength to keep the loads in anymore, and some squirted out while I waited for him to leave. "Thanks for your cum," I said as he got dressed in the dark. "Next time I see you at the gym I'll take you to the showers for a quick fuck," he said. My precum dripped at knowing that even though he knew me I had no idea who he was... "I'll send you back out to Renee with my dirty load dripping from your hole." He spanked my ass, and sighed with regret. "If I was younger, I'd fuck you again, pig." Then he opened the door and was gone. Load number six. ******** How long had I been bent over in the darkness, a hole to use for whoever came through the door? I had no idea, but when the next customer opened my door, I recognized - with a mix of fear and horniness - the sound of Daddy's heavy footsteps behind me. "You did a fine job, boy," he complimented me, and I felt relief at his approval. He stepped up behind me and started photographing my cum-splattered ass. "How did you like being a cumdump for my friends?" "I loved it, Daddy," I whimpered. "I took all their loads." "Ya you did, fag. Every fucking toxic load. Such a stupid cumdump, aren't you boy?" "Yes Daddy, just your dumb slut." "You're more than a slut boy, you're my fucking whore now. I just pimped out that sweet neg hole of yours all night. Those dirty fuckers paid me $50 each to fuck you raw." He spanked my ass harshly, laughing as I heard the now familiar sound of a man's belt being unbuckled behind me. "Now you're gonna get what you earned. You're gonna take my load every night from now on until the deed is done, until you're mine forever." Daddy's horse cock stretched my hole open wide. I bit my lip in pain as inch after inch of his thick rod pushed in, lubricated only by the six anonymous loads I'd taken. "You're doing good with your training boy. Just keep doing what I tell you, and you'll be Daddy's boy before too long. I was prepped up before boy, but just for you I'm going off. Might take a little while, but I'll keep breeding you every day pumping my babies into you until you're pregnant for good. You're gonna be such a good incubator for my boys. A nice warm piece of fuckmeat for them to thrive in." Daddy's cock was rock hard and ramming into me so fast I didn't know if I could continue to take it. I clenched my hole in time with his pumping, desperately trying to milk his load out. "Fuck ya, Daddy! I want to have your babies! I'm your fuckmeat!" He growled in approval and started jackhammering into me. I'd never been fucked so hard in my life. My entire guts just relaxed and let him enter me freely, too tired to keep up any resistance to his giant cock. "Here it comes, boy! If you're lucky this'll be the load that ends you, you fucking beta faggot." "Yes Daddy, breed me! Knock me up with your alpha male cum!" "Oh, fuck YAHHHHHHH!" Daddy pushed all his weight onto me as he got ready to cum, flattening me to the floor. His strong hand went to my throat, clamping down on my windpipe as he thrust deeply into me. I wriggled helplessly, fighting for air as he choked me, but he ignored my squirming. "You'll breathe... when I'm done... cumming in you, FUCCCCCKKK!" He rammed his cock into me so hard I thought he was going to break through my intestines. I would have screamed out if I had any air in my lungs. My head spun, my consciousness slipping away as his horse cock pulsed his alpha cum into my ass. "There's another roll of the dice for you, fag boy," he laughed, releasing me from his choke-hold. I sputtered and gasped for air as he got up off me. "Now let's make sure it takes. Go get that butt plug of yours, the one you had in last time. And bring your wife's wedding ring. I'm gonna put it back where it belongs." I fought through my dizziness and obediently crawled on my hands and knees to the bedroom. I knew where they were even in the darkness and without removing my blindfold... sitting on the night stand by the bed. I returned to Daddy in the entry way, groveling in front of my alpha. "H-here they are," I choked out my sore throat. "You know what I love about all this?" he taunted, stepping around behind me. "All night while you were my good little cumdump whore, you've been wearing your wedding ring. What a devoted husband you are." Shit. I hadn't even thought about it. I was so used to wearing it I didn't think to take it off. But Daddy now made that choice for me. "Let's add it to the collection," he said, and pulled my hand backward, slipping it off. What was the point in fighting? The rings were fucking worthless anyway. I moaned as I felt the hard metal circles pushed into my hole: first my ring, then the sharp edges of my wife's. The jabbing feeling of my wife's fake diamond was now obvious to me as my walls contracted and sucked it up. "Fuckin hot, boy," said Daddy as he used his sausage-like fingers to stuff the rings deeper. "I'm having a lot of fun ruining you." And with that, he pressed the glass plug against my hole until my feeble o-ring gave way, and the cavernous abyss that was now my cunt swallowed it hungrily. "Now, have you been a good boy and did your hold your cum in all day for me?" "Yes Sir," I said, acutely aware of how my cock had been denied any attention. "How about I let you have that orgasm I promised you?" "I'd love that Daddy!" I said excitedly. I hadn't cum in over 48 hours. "Ha, you'll love this, boy. Come here, sit up on your knees. I'm gonna show you how beta males are allowed to cum." As I did, I heard a plastic echoey sound come from the bathroom, and then felt something set in front of me. There were more noises too, small items being moved. "Put your hands behind your back. Let me see this little faggot cock of yours." He reached into my panties and pulled out my smallish cock, which immediately shriveled with the cold air. Daddy laughed as he choked it in his fist. "Little guy's scared, ha ha. Well boy, alpha's cum is meant to seed and breed. But your cum, well... it goes somewhere else." He started jacking my cock and I could hear the crinkle of plastic. "Mmmph," I whimpered at having my cock teased. Precum was oozing out and all I could think about were the loads marinating in my ass, plugged up with my wedding rings. I could already feel my cum welling up in me. "Cum from beta males like you goes in the garbage," Daddy said sternly. "It's a waste, just like you are. Weak beta cum needs to be eliminated from the gene pool." "Oh fuck," I gasped under my breath. Every cruel word he said brought me closer to cumming. "Dump it in there boy, shoot your worthless cum into the garbage can. Show me you understand where your place is." "Fuck, oh Daddy! OH FUCK!" And just as I started to cum, Daddy immediately quit jacking me and gripped my cock tightly, pointing it into the garbage can, as rope after rope of my worthless cum shot into the bin. "Oh fuck, please, please DADDY!" I screamed as I pleaded with him to keep jacking me, but he snickered as my burning orgasm fizzled and was ruined, despite having drained my balls. I thrust my hips pointlessly against his fist, but he just laughed and let my spent dick drop against the edge of the garbage can. "That's a good boy," he said, getting up from me and heading toward the door. My mind was so fucked, I couldn't even comprehend what had happened. I felt even more sexually frustrated than before he'd milked me. "I'll be in touch, fag. Got lots more training for you to do." Before I could say another word he left, and slowly my consciousness started to return. It was like I'd been high all day, doped out on a drug. I had done so much shit I shouldn't have, I couldn't even process it. It had come so naturally to be objectified, to be a thing to be used... what purpose had I even had before that... I removed the blindfold, locked the door, and turned on the light. As my eyes adjusted to the burning brightness I saw the garbage can in front of me. Inside were my wedding photos, their black frames and glass covered with my cum. The sperm running down the picture of my wife's face was probably the last "facial" I'd ever be giving her, considering I was now a cumdump. I left the picture frames in there, and put the garbage can back in the bathroom. I had no idea what time it was, but my body was fully spent. I crawled into bed facedown, my brain happy to be shut down after another night of mind-fucking. I drifted off to sleep, the plug keeping Daddy's load safe inside me. ********* I slept hard enough I didn't have any dreams. But sometime, hours later, there was a banging at my front door. "What the fuck," I said, feeling like death as I sat up. I saw daylight peaking through the curtains. I waited, hoping whoever the fuck it was would go away, when suddenly I heard the unmistakable sound of a key turning in the lock. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. I pulled the blankets around me in confusion as the door opened. Had Daddy made a key to my apartment? But the footsteps weren't Daddy's. "Hello," Renee said sweetly, standing in the doorway. Fear stuck in my throat, as she approached me. "I..." "I've done a lot of thinking," she said, struggling not to cry. "You're right. We should work on things. I... I just needed some time. I've missed you." She sat next to me on the bed, and took my hand in hers. "Where..." she said, looking down at my hand, then smiled apologetically. "Well it's only fair. I guess I'm not wearing mine either." She pulled me in for a hug saying, "I'm really happy to see you. What have you been doing while I was gone?" As I thought of what to say, my ass involuntarily clenched around the glass plug that was still held our rings inside my guts, soaking in the loads of the strangers who had used me only hours before.

Oh no. You never pull out of the tight warm hole. If you go in bare you have the right to spunk inside. That is a done deal once you are asked not to rubber up. If the sissy changes their mind once your bare cock is in just spank their bum cheeks hard and tell them to shut up and take it bitch.

After I got another load from Brad, we were soaking wet and funky. Justin suggested we go get showered off, which was exactly what we needed. Although I was holding on two the three poz loads that had just been pumped into me, and I wasn't going to lose them. A good shower was exactly what the three of us needed after such a ground-breaking afternoon. We dried off and went to get new towels, throwing them in the bin and then asking for new towels. Brad got one for himself and one for Justin. When I asked for mine, Brad told the attendant that I didn't need one, and he steered me back upstairs towards the room. I asked, "What's going on?" Brad replied "Since you broke your poz cherry today, we should see if you can get some more charged loads up your hole - and we can't advertise it if you're wearing a towel." At this remark all three of us started to sprout wood. This was definitely going to be interesting. We went up to the second floor where Brad and Justin walked me around the hallways. As we passed the water fountain I paused to get a quick drink. Three guys were standing in the immediate vicinity. Justin separated my ass-cheeks inviting the guys to "Get a look at this, guys. Freshly bred butt-hole," finishing-up with a sharp slap to my ass. I was, of course, startled as hell, and in the process began to loose some of the cum I had been consciously holding back. 'Fuck', I thought, 'here I am with cum running down my legs'. Two of the guys just smiled and walked on, but the third, a guy in his 30's started stroking his cock under his towel. Brad completed the invitation saying "If you want a piece of that, stop by Room 213 and ask for Rik!" I was being pimped out by the two guys that bred me! How humiliating ... but also kinda hot! We were all still sprouting wood, so we were all getting off on this. And I still had nothing covering me. Brad said, "Come on, let's walk around." The three of us went to the multi-level video room next. Once our eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, there were around six guys watching the porn. But my two pimps were going to change their focus. Justin looked at Brad and said, "I think we need to show our slut off!" Brad smiled and said, "Great idea." "What do you guys have in mind?" I asked. Justin stepped up to me and gave me a big, French kiss saying "Let's have some fun!" With that he led me to one of the risers and had me get on my hands and knees, so my asshole was at a perfect level for his cock. Justin didn't ask Brad at this point, he just worked his pierced cock up my hole again - in front of the other guys. Brad was working his cock under his towel, enjoying Justin's perverted exhibitionism. Justin, meanwhile, was slowly fucking my ass. Clearly he wasn't looking to get off, but publicize ownership of my fuckhole - if only for the afternoon. A couple guys moved closer towards us to get a better view, which was, of course, exactly what Justin was planning. In a completely audible voice he remarked "Brad, this slut still feels good after we pozzed his hole. Stick your cock up his ass and feel for yourself." As he withdrew he asked me "Hey, Rik, how’s your hole now?" But before I could think of a clever reply Justin had fully withdrawn, stepped away, and, giving me a sharp slap, held my cheeks apart as Brad stepped forward, draped his towel over my head, and slid his poz cock up my ass. "Yeah, you'll like this freshly pozzed hole," Justin grunted. Brad fucked away for several minutes, and while so doing, Justin asked "Doesn't he feel good?" (I can only assume Justin was playing poz whore master for the audience.) "Yeah, I should have pozzed him back when I converted. This slut would have loved it," Brad commented. Crap! Did Brad really mean that? I started out that morning with my boyfriend and his friend, and now I'm their freshly pozzed towel rack and cumdump. If this wasn't humiliating enough, I started feeling several hands feeling my body. Looking down, I could see five pair of feet around me. Guys were feeling my chest, cock, ass and Brad's cock as it slowly worked my hole. I heard Brad ask "You want to fuck my slut? You've gotta big dick. He'll love it." Brad pulled out and I felt two fingers slide into my asshole. I certainly didn't know whose fingers they were - I was not in a position to explore who-was-who. Nor, to be honest, did I want or care to find out. I watched Brad's feet step away as another guy got into position. I waited to feel a new cock ... and then saw a condom wrapper fall to the floor. Justin intervened saying "Dude, this slut is deathly allergic to condoms. He can only be fucked bare." I kinda laughed at Justin's quick thinking. Nicely played, Justin. I saw the guy step back, remarking "I only fuck with condoms ... sorry." Brad replied "No problem," and with that the guy walked away. Another guy said, "I'll fuck your slut!" Brad said, "Have at it!" The new guy threw his towel over my head as well and got in position behind my hole. Justin said, "We're looking for charged loads for our slut here, you got one?" The new guy said, "Yeah, I've been poz for a while, and I'm happy to share my strain with your slut!" Brad said, "Excellent, give him your load!" The new guy slammed his cock inside my ass and I just about lost my breath. Holy shit he was big! The new guy commented "Damn, his hole is full of cum. I love messy sluts!" And with that by way of introduction he fucked my ass, surrounded by a whole group of guys, giving the impression I was the last available piece of ass on the planet. I couldn't see much of anything, especially since now a couple of smelly towels were draped over my head, but suddenly Brad slid beneath the towels, wiggling close so he could kiss me while I was getting fucked. Then I felt his legs stretch out next to my right torso. He let out a soft moan of pleasure. "Are you getting fucked?" I asked. "Yeah, Justin still hasn't had a chance to breed me with his toxic cum yet and I want it really bad. Do you feel like a bugchasing cum dump whore now?" I managed to say "Fuck yeah, and oh God, I love you!" Then he pulled my head down and started making out with me again. We were both getting bred by poz guys, and I had no idea how toxic the fuck was going to be - and didn't care. "I'm gonna cum now!" announced the guy fucking my ass. I didn't know what he looked like, and was fairly sure he hadn't actually gotten any sight of me, but it didn't matter: at that very moment he was sperming my asshole. "Fuck, you just get bred!" was his parting comment as he slowly withdrew from my ass, giving me an appreciative tap on the ass. At this point poz cum was running out of my gaping asshole and various guys in the video room were sliding their fingers in and out of my battered hole. It didn't matter how much is in my bank account or what kind of car I drove. To the men I was a piece of meat, just for their pleasure. I could tell that Justin's fuck strokes were getting harder, as Brad's body was bouncing back and forth from the fucking. Justin was going to cum soon, and Brad was going to share the virus strain that had just gone into my body. I was stroking Brad's nipples, and telling him how hot he must look getting fucked in the middle of all these guys. Justin started grunting and breathing hard and then announced "I'm cumming up your ass, dude! Here it comes!" Brad's eyes rolled in the back of his head in ecstasy. Justin was totally turned on by finally getting the sex that his neg boyfriend wasn't giving him, and he got to breed his first neg hole and the poz hole of his support group buddy. And for Brad and me, well, we had taken poz loads side-by-side from two different poz guys. And we couldn't have been happier.