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Chapter 23 By now there were about fifteen guys in the room. Josh excused himself from our little group and went up on the small raised stage in the front of the room. "Hey guys, if I can have your attention for a few minutes. There's been a slight change in plans tonight." Several of the guys let out a moan and you could hear someone say 'not again.' "Yep sorry our scheduled neg bottom bailed yet again but I have a special treat for you all," he managed to get out before the group really started to get vocal. "Brandon come on up here." He walked from the back of the room through all the guys, many of who reached out to touch him, several grabbing his ass as he passed. By the time he was standing next to Josh there was no mistaking his hard cock through his tight shorts. "Alright you twisted fuckers, this here is Brandon." He gave a little wave and of course started blushing. "Tell the hungry men how old you are." "I'm nineteen." Several of the men started cat calling and whistling. "And I understand you just took your first poz load earlier today." "Actually it was my first time getting fucked period." Now all the guys were whistling and cheering. "You mean to tell me you were a virgin before today?" Josh asked barely containing his delight. "I mean I've sucked a lot of dick but never been fucked until today." "And the loads you took were poz?" "Yep, both guys are toxic." He had a huge proud smile on his face. "Are you on PrEP?” "Nope." "What do you want from us?" "You men to fill my neg pussy with your toxic cum." With that he turned around, dropped his shorts, bent over and used his hands to spread his ass cheeks giving everyone in the room a perfect view of his beautiful, hungry cunt. That did it for Josh. He had his hard dick out and slammed into Brandon's hole in one go. It didn't take long for Josh to start blasting his load deep inside. He bent over Brandon's back and whispered in his ear, "welcome to the family, whore." He pulled out and turned Brandon back around to face the crowd of very horny men. "Can I get two volunteers to get this slut in the sling?" Two big muscular older daddies who were closest to the stage jumped up and grabbed Brandon. They both had managed to lose their clothes why Josh was breeding him. On guy took his legs while the other took his arms. They secured him in tight then the one by his feet shoved his dick inside and started to pound his pussy. "Dumb fucking faggot chaser, I'm gonna knock you up with my high viral load." The other guy was busy chewing on Brandon's nipples, while a third was fucking his face. Everyone was naked, stroking their hard dicks, patiently waiting their turn. Josh came over to join us. I noticed his cock was still coated in cum and ass juices so I did what any good faggot would do, dropped to my knees and cleaned him off. "Damn, he has an amazing cunt. Thanks for bringing him, I really hope he's okay with getting knocked up." I stood up and just chuckled, "doesn't matter what he wants, he needs to be pozzed. He's right where he's supposed to be." One by one the guys took turns loading him up with poz cum. After every few loads Jimmy would jump in and eat him out trying to make room for more cum. Watching Brandon embrace his sluty side was making my hole itch for a hard cock. I had started fingering myself when I noticed this extremely hot guy enter the room. He was 6' short blonde hair, goatee, with hairy arms. He was wearing a vest with no shirt underneath so you could see his extremely fit body with a beautiful biohaz tat on his right shoulder. God he was hot! He gave Josh a hug and a kiss and said, "looks like the animals are having fun, that kid's not gonna be able to walk for days." Josh turned to us, "hey guys this is Mitchell, he owns the club. Mitch, this is my uncle Scotty and Dr. Manning." He shook our hands and doc said, "you can just call me Pete." "Well Scotty, the way you're fingering your cunt makes me think you wish you were the one up there on that stage," Mitch said. "Can't deny that, watching him get abused up there is making me horny as hell." "Why don't you turn around so I can check out your hole. Damn," he whistled as he ran his fingers around my cunt. "I can tell by the state of your ass you definitely love having a hard cock stuck up there." "Guilty," I moaned. He dropped his pants and shoved his dick all the way in. "I know all the loads are supposed to go in the neg boy tonight but I can't help myself, your ass is begging me to add my strain to yours." He started moving in and out. He grabbed my hips and pounded my cunt good and hard. "Fuck yeah," I moaned, "recharge my pussy." He let loose and flooded my guts with his cum. As he pulled out he turned me around and attacked my mouth with his tongue. Damn I liked this guy! Josh dropped to his knees to clean off his friends dick and doc just kept stroking. After that it was kind of a free for all. I ended up taking a couple more loads and even gave one to Jimmy, with the permission of his daddy of course. Brandon ended up the winner that night with 28 toxic loads. It took a couple of days for his cunt to return to normal but after that it didn't take him long to be begging for more cum. Which he did, of course taking any load offered no questions asked. We even reinstated our Friday fuckfests so Matty and Chris could help impregnate our newest member. A few weeks later Brandon came down with the fuck flu. As I was taking my turn taking care of him he mentioned he was so happy and couldn't wait to get his badge of honor tattoo. "You okay not knowing for sure who your poz daddy is?" "Honestly, it's kinda hot not knowing. I like the fact that I was a total fucking cum slut, no load refused whore, so anyone of a hundred plus guys could be the one." Yep he definitely belonged to our twisted family.

Chapter 18 Brody spent the rest of the day with me and I managed to give him several more loads. I even used my fingernails on his cunt to make sure he was very receptive to my gift, not that he needed it. I was pretty sure our first session together had all ready done the trick. Later that evening he received a text from his ex checking up on him. "Do you believe this fucker, after everything he pulled he says he's worried about me. What an ass," he said. "I have an idea. Give me your phone, get on all fours and spread your ass checks." He did as instructed and I shoved my cock back in his cunt. I moved in and out a few times to churn the cum and get some of it to ooze out around my dick. I took a couple pictures then handed his phone back to him but continued fucking. Hey I was already in, might as well add another load. When I finished, I collapsed next to him and gave him a kiss. "Send him those pics and tell him 'I'm fantastic, just took my fourth toxic poz load of the day. Glad you're not here asshole.'" "Oh my god I love it, that's perfect." He sent the texts and received a reply right away. 'Brody that's not funny! I really care about you. This is just sick and twisted behavior.' 'Yep and I've never felt more alive. I'm going to block you now, wanker.' He rolled over and gave me a deep kiss. "God that felt good. I'm so glad you were still in town." "Me too, you're such a sexy twisted slut. You should transfer out to the east coast, you'd fit right in with my friends." "I'm assuming they're all like you?" "You mean pozzed up sluts who enjoy nothing more than knocking up neg guys? Yep every fucking one of them." "Damn maybe I should. There's nothing keeping me here anymore." We fell asleep with him cuddled up against my chest, my arm wrapped around him keeping him safe. The next day he had a flight in the early afternoon so I made sure to give him one more load before sending him on his way. I couldn't wait for him to join the family and start his own recruitment drive. A few days later I received a text from Brody. 'Success, woke up feeling like shit. I think I'm pregnant.' 'Congratulations! You doing okay?' 'I'm absofucking perfect. Thank you so much for sharing your gift.' 'My pleasure. Now get busy and spread your seed.' My last weekend on the west coast Trevor threw me a going away party. I was excited to get home but I was really going to miss the guys out here. When I arrived my son let me in and I must say he'd come along way in such a short time. His little dick was still locked up but he had a new heavier collar. He also now sported pierced nipples and several tattoos, my favorite was on his right ass cheek and said 'property of Master Trevor'. He gave me a big hug and thanked me profusely for giving him to Trevor. I'd never seen him happier. He had truly come into his own and now knew exactly what he was. We walked out back to the pool where there were already several naked guys busy sharing loads. Trevor noticed us and detached the twink attached to his dick and walked over. We hugged and I spent a little more time than necessary rubbing my fingers over his asshole. "You know I never get fucked Kevin, not even for my favorite co-worker." I removed my fingers and started chuckling, "can't blame a guy for trying." "Believe me, you slut, there's plenty of cunts here for you to bred even a few neg ones. Turns out your son, my new boy, has several friends just itching to become knocked up cunts. Just look for the sluts with their pathic little dicks locked away. They're not allowed to refuse any load, if they do there banned from my parties for life." "Damn I'm going to miss you!" I said as he patted my ass and sent me in search of those neg boys. I stripped down and examined my soundings. There were small groups fucking all over the yard. I noticed this cute young guy over in a corner by himself. He was so busy fingering his pussy he was oblivious to everything else around him. He was moaning so loud he didn't hear me come up next to him. I grabbed his hand and slapped it away, before he could even respond I rammed my dick deep inside his pussy. He let out a loud moan. "Now doesn't that feel better than your fingers up there?" I asked while pounding away. "Oh my god yes! Thank you sir, please breed my cunt hard." I noticed his locked up dick and started fucking even rougher. "You want me to knock up your neg pussy?" "YES! Make me a poz slut. Give me your toxic load." That pushed me over the edge and I started filling his cunt with my special cum. I pulled out and brought my cock to his mouth to clean me off. By his head I noticed what at first glance looked like condom but as I picked it up I realized it was actually a cruel condom. "Damn boy what do we have here?" "Master Trevor gave each of us neg boys one with instructions to have our tops use them on us. I'm sorry I didn't give it to you in time sir but you were in me before I realized it and I was so horny I just needed you to use me." "It's okay boy, I did take you by surprise so I'll cut you a break. Why don't you get back on my cock and see if you can't make me hard again because I'm not leaving until I've had a chance to bred you wearing this condom." He didn't say a word just dove back on my dick. He was a good cock sucker and had me hard in no time. I put the cruel condom on and teased his hole with the spike on top. "You like the feel of that metal on you cunt boy?” "Yes! Stick it in please, work your cum deep into my DNA." I plunged my dick into his ass causing him to scream in pain. "You want me to stop boy?" "Oh dear god no! Wreck my fucking cunt, knock me up." "You got it slut." There was no way this kid was leaving this party still neg. I looked up and realized we'd attracted a crowd of men surrounding us, egging me on to poz the faggot. My load exploded from my cock going deep inside. I pulled out and saw the cruel condom was covered in pink cum with streaks of dark red in spots. Fuck that was hot. A big daddy bear standing next to me reached down and took the metal condom off my dick. He placed it on his own cock and took my place in-between the kids legs. The slut looked up at me with a huge grin on his face. His cunt was never going to be the same.

The only good thing about being a Mall Santa - beyond the extra pay check and the opportunity to take some time off being a bouncer at the bar - was the eye candy. Sure, brats leapt onto my lap (and more than a few managed to kick me in the balls doing so) and sure sometimes there's barf and there's a hell of a lot of crying, but some of the young dads are hot, but this year's prize definitely went to one of the elves. I'd never see him at my other job as there was no way he'd step into something as untrendy as the bear bar, but I got to see him just fine in his tight green elf pants (which were more like shiny spandex or yoga wear than actual 'pants'). And, before he put on his overly long elf jacket, I could see he was slender, sported some sharp little nipples which looked to be perfectly edible. Naturally he was a dirty blond, had soft brown doe eyes and even had dimples. He was the best damn thing I'd ever worked with - except for the attitude. I hated his attitude. See, he was a snob, an effete twink who knew he was cute and liked to drop comments into conversation to make sure we all knew who was looking at him (and that he'd noticed.) Once he found out I was gay, something I let drop casually to see if it would shut him up, it changed in tone, but his remarks were no less obnoxious, if anything, his remarks were even more unpleasant. For example I remember he said "I bet it's nice not having to worry about your gut, y'know, being a bear and all" and “I work really hard to stay this healthy and it’s a lot of work" and "It's gotta be hard to be around all the younger guys, eh? They probably blow right by you" and "I'm sure the bear community is interesting, I guess, but I'd get bored with all that flannel and denim." Stuff like that. Still, as flaws went, it wasn't insurmountable. I liked young fellows with attitude; I liked to put them in their place and drill it out of them, and as for his mouth? Well, I had gags aplenty at home. As for his crack about how hard it was to stay healthy, I had something hard I’d love to introduce him to, and damn the consequences. To him, anyway. Being Santa, I got to give the elves names, and he had no choice but to answer to Twinkie when we worked together, although his name was Parker, and I made sure to make him do any of the lifting - if only because I liked to watch him bend over, as only then would his coat slide up enough to show of his firm round ass. "Shouldn't you do this?" he'd ask, grunting lifting up the boxes of candy canes and little toys we handed out to the kids, trying to goad me on by adding "Aren't you supposed to be a big strong muscle bear under that costume?" It was said with mild contempt, and I could definitely hear it. "Oh I can lift," I replied in a low voice into his ear as he passed by, "...but I prefer to shove." He stumbled, and nearly dropped the box. His eyes widened, as I put my Santa beard on over my actual short beard, and of course I smiled at him. "What?" he asked. I smiled wider. "You heard me. We bears don't mind getting rough. Especially when there's good reason." I let my eyes trail up and down his slender form and then put on my hat and left the little changing area in Santa's village to go to my throne. When Twinkie showed up a few minutes later, he was a little more polite than usual at first, though he was back to his usual self by the end of the shift. The next afternoon, he dropped another obnoxious comment, "It's hard to find guys who care enough about personal grooming. All that hair, ick!" I waited patiently until there were no kids around and nodded at the red and over-sized white striped pole that was near the candy canes were stuffed in an open sack. "Hey Twinkie, give my pole a good rub-down." He blinked at me, obviously not accustomed to being on the defensive, and in a shaken voice asked "What?" I gestured to the North Pole. "It's dusty. Rub it down. I'm sure you know how. It's not complicated." He blushed, but I was the boss, so he grabbed some paper towel and a bottle of cleaner and started to clean it up. "That's right," I said, pitching my voice to him as I walked past on my way to the throne. "Get it just wet enough. You don't want it too slick, or you'll never get it off." I squeezed his shoulder, and felt him shiver beneath me. I watched him work, and he didn't meet my gaze at all, and just before he was done, I saw him put his hand in his pocket and adjust himself. I smiled behind my Santa beard. This was going to be fun. I went in to full gear with him. Anytime Twinkie was alone with Santa, even if it was just a few seconds between kids, I'd find a way to drop a suggestive comment into the mix. "So what would you like Santa to shove through your chimney, Twinkie?" or "You want to suck on something? I got something right here." (And with that I would hand him a candy cane) or "Is your costume okay? You keep tugging at it" and "Santa could definitely use some warm buns - the pole sure is chilly." I'd grab his shoulder and squeeze when I could, and before long he was flustered and clumsy. Here was a boy who'd never had an older daddy bear chasing after him, and he had no idea what to do. His first few attempts at banter fell a little flat, and when I turned his comments into further innuendo, he fell quieter each time, just blushing and going about his day. "I'm pretty sure Santa would bring you any toy you'd like, Twinkie. You want to reach in and see what he's for you?" He blushed redder. "I bet elf-ears make great grips." This made him nearly trip. When we were changing after our shift on the last weekend before Christmas, he kept his back to me, and I admired his firm buns. When he tugged his jeans on over his elf tights I let out a little chuckle, and he flinched. When he put on his jacket and turned to leave, he saw I'd shucked down to my wifebeater and jeans, and I caught him looking at my wide chest and thick arms. "You see something you want for Christmas?" I asked him. He shook his head, blushed again, and said he'd see me Christmas Eve. "Sure thing, Twinkie," I said. "And I've got a present for you, too." He looked up, and I smiled at him in a way that made his whole body shiver. He moved to leave and I stepped in front of him just enough to make him hesitate. "Excuse me," he said. I smiled again. "I thought twinks just blow right by bears like me." He bit his lip, and had to slide by me. I let my hand brush his thigh and the back of his ass, and he let out a little breath as he escaped. I laughed loud enough for him to hear, and then got changed. Christmas Eve there were four of us working, and I brought each of the other elves a present to take home – Twinkie eyed his nervously – and when the long day finally ended, I turned to the other two and said, “You two can go ahead. I’ll give Twinkie a ride.” If they noticed his discomfort, they didn’t care – he’d made no friends of any of the six of us he worked with with his initial attitude – and they left as soon as they could. I watched Parker open up a box to put the last of the toys and candy canes in while the mall announced it was closing. “You make sure that whatever goes in goes in tight, Twinkie,” I said, and he bit his lip, working silently. We pulled down most of the more portable bits, and after a half-hour or so, I nodded. We were still in costume. “Okay,” I said. “The mall maintenance crew will do the rest before opening on Boxing day. Come on,” I said. My little elf followed quietly into the small room behind the throne, and I pulled off my beard and hat, waiting for it. I started to undo the buttons on my Santa jacket before he finally said something. He’d taken off the elf jacket – I could see his slim body trembling a bit in his plain white t-shirt and those tight elf pants and stupid curly-toed shoes. “Where’s my bag?” I feigned looking around. “Maybe one of the other elves took it?” He looked at me. “Please.” I smiled. “Let me look in Santa’s sack.” I made a show of looking in it, then said. “Nope, no clothes in there. Hey – check your present out. I know I said it was for later, but open it now.” He glanced around, then went to the box I’d wrapped and marked for Twinkie. He pulled it open quickly – he was a tearer, I noted – and then opened the lid. “You like it?” I asked, smiling. “You could wear that.” It was a green jock strap – the same colour as his elf costume – and across the waist I’d had “Twinkie” embroidered. He looked up at me. “Look,” he said, but his voice cracked a bit. “I’m sorry about all the stuff I said... You’re a nice guy.” I smirked. “No I’m not. I’m not nice at all, Twinkie. But I think you like that. Or at least, your dick does, if that semi you’re sporting is any indication.” He bit his lip, and I took a step toward him. “Tell you what, Twinkie. Maybe you should get changed, and sit on Santa’s lap, and tell him what you want for Christmas.” “I want my bag,” he said, but his voice had even more of a tremble to it now than before. “Then ask Santa,” I said, and smiled at him, pulling off the jacket and dropping it to the floor. The wifebeater I wore underneath was a bit damp from the work we’d been doing. I turned the only chair in the small room around, and sat on it, spreading my legs a little and crossing my arms. He looked at me for a long time – I imagine he was trying to stare me down – but I just held his gaze and smiled. Finally, shaking even more, he started to walk toward me. “No no no,” I said, raising one hand. I let my arm flex, and I saw his eyes shift to look. Oh, this was too easy. “You need to get dressed up for Santa.” He froze. “I...” “You want to ask Santa for a present, don’t you?” I smiled, and stretched my arms over and behind my head until my back cracked. He winced at the noise. Then he nodded. I watched him shuffle back to the box he’d unwrapped, and then he turned his back to pull his t-shirt over his head. I laughed low in my throat, and he flinched again. The smooth skin at small of his back emphasized his narrow waist. I laughed again when he kicked off his elf shoes and then hurriedly peeled off his elf tights in one quick motion and stumbled a bit trying to put on the jockstrap as quickly as he could. I got a great view of his lean legs and his round ass cheeks, as pert and tight as I imagined, especially when he bent over to step into the strap. I caught a glimpse of his balls, too – he had low-hangers – and was unsurprised to see no hair on him anywhere. He stood there, facing the wall, just breathing. “Come on over, Twinkie,” I said. He took a deep breath, and turned around. The bulge in his jock-strap made it obvious that despite his mild protest, he was definitely reacting to the situation. His stomach was as smooth as I imagined, and his chest was lean and fit. His nipples were as small and as sharp as I’d imagined, and I couldn’t help but leer at him. He approached slowly, and I made a grand show of patting my thighs. He shifted awkwardly in front of me, and then started to sit down across my thighs. I wrapped one thick arm under his and with a quick tug I pulled him into my lap, where – no doubt – he could feel my already obvious hard-on pressed between his wonderful ass cheeks. He shifted, and I wrapped both of my arms around him and squeezed. “Well hello, Twinkie,” I said, and he ducked his head a little, his hands gripping tightly in his lap, obviously trying to cover his arousal. I put my lips to his ear. “Have you been naughty or nice?” He looked up at me, his brown eyes wide. “What?” I raised one eyebrow. “You know how this works, Twinkie. First Santa asks if you’ve been naughty or nice.” I let go of him just long enough to wrap my arms back around him and squeeze, pinning his own arms against his chest. He was sitting across my lap, his legs over the side of my chair, and squeezing him pulled his face more toward my chest. I squeezed again. “Now, Twinkie, have you been naughty or nice?” “I...” He swallowed. “I’ve been nice.” I laughed, and it wasn’t a ho-ho-ho. “Oh, Twinkie. Santa has a list, and he knows you’ve been naughty.” I slid my left hand across his chest, and pinched one of his pert little nipples. He yelped, and squirmed in my lap. It made me growl low in my chest, and my dick grew harder. I looked at his jock, and saw he was definitely squirming in a good way, too. “Naughty or nice?” I repeated, rubbing his nipple again. “Naughty,” he said. I laughed again. “Good boy, Twinkie,” I said. “Now, you know what happens when you’re nice?” He swallowed. “I get a present?” I nodded, and squeezed again. “Very good, Twinkie. Now what do you think happens when you’re naughty?” He closed his eyes for a second, and I shifted just enough to grind my hard-on against his butt. He squirmed again, and it felt just as good. “N-n-no,” he wavered. “Santa gets the present,” I said, and with that I slid my left hand down his back and let one finger slide between those delightfully round ass cheeks just a bit. He let out a yelp, and tried to slide off my lap. I held him long enough to let him know I could have made him stay on my lap, then let go. He slid off, but I moved my hands to his shoulders and pushed hard enough to make him sit down at my feet. He looked up at me. “Time to give my pole a rub-down, Twinkie,” I said, and undid the broad flap on the Santa pants. His eyes locked on my crotch as I unfolded the pants open, and revealed the black jock strap I was wearing underneath. “Then I can have my bag?” he asked. I liked this – he was agreeing already, in his own way. “Then you can ask for your bag,” I agreed. He leaned forward, and lifted a hesitant hand. I reached out and took his wrist and pressed it against my hard dick. He rubbed it, applying a little pressure, and kept his eyes away from mine. I chuckled, and he looked at me. “I’ve seen you do better. You know better. Rub it down, boy.” He bit his lip, but shifted forward between my legs – which I spread a bit wider for him – and then he used both hands to pull my dick free of the jockstrap pouch, tucking it to the side. I’m sure the thick hair bugged him, but he wrapped his hand around my shaft and gave my dick another tug. He watched the foreskin tighten, and then gave it another tug. I got harder, and my cockhead started to peek out on his down strokes. “Now get it just wet enough, Twinkie.” His brown eyes met mine for the briefest of moments before he looked down again. His hand shook on my hard dick, and I exhaled long and loud. “Come on, Twinkie. You want to ask Santa, don’t you?” He leaned forward, moved one hand to my thigh, and then opened his mouth to suck my dick. When his lips wrapped around my cock, I let out a contented rumble, and leaned back in the chair. He was breathing quickly, and I had the urge to grab the back of his head and shove him down until I was in his throat. I resisted. Barely. He bobbed his head down a bit, and I groaned. The elf was a decent cocksucker, it turned out. I shouldn’t be surprised. The loud ones are always the ones gagging for a dick. After he sucked for a few strokes, I couldn’t resist putting a hand on his head, and though he tensed, he didn’t pull away. After a few more strokes, his tongue licking my dick and him getting used to my thick cock, I tightened my hold on his hair and lifted off the chair a bit to meet his sucking with a short thrust. He gagged a bit, but I held him firm as his hands gripped my red cloth pants. “Yeah, Twinkle, that’s not bad. You’re doing good, boy.” He slurped and sucked and sometimes gagged a bit, until finally, when I was good and hard, I pulled him away from my dick with a quick jerk. His brown eyes were watery with tears from when he’d gagged a bit. I looked down at him, and he bit his lip when I tugged his hair tighter. “Please..?” he said. “What’s that, Twinkle?” I asked, amused. “Can I have my bag?” I smiled down at him. “You don’t ask from down there, boy,” I said, shaking my head. “You know better than that, boy. Back onto my lap. And ask properly.” He shivered, and his eyes widened for a moment. “What?” I spread my legs a little wider, and slapped my red-cloth-covered thighs. My cock stood tall and proud – I’d put on a cock-ring before work for just this moment. Parker swallowed, but he rose shakily, and once again tried to sit sideways across my lap. “No no no,” I said, and grabbed his waist, turning him to face me. I slid my legs between his, one at a time, and then pulled at his waist until he slid forward and crouched over my dick. He sat down with a whimper, and I felt my cock pressed between those luscious round cheeks. His face was right in front of mine, flushed and awkward. He stared at my chest. I wrapped my arms around him again, and rocked him back and forth a bit, my cock sliding along his crack. “Now then,” I said, leaning ahead and putting my beard right against his ear. “Do you have a question for Santa, Twinkle?” “Can I have my bag?” he asked. “Hrm,” I said, and shifted my weight under him, rubbing my dick between his ass cheeks again. “Santa will let you reach into his bag, since you’ve admitted to being naughty. Let’s start with that.” Parker tensed, and I leaned over – more wonderful friction between my dick and his sweet cheeks – and I glanced down to see a telltale wet-spot on the front of his green jockstrap. His dick was very hard. I pulled up the bag and held it just a little out of his reach. He leaned over to get it, and I shifted just-so underneath him, rubbing my dickhead across his pucker for a moment. He let out a little whimper, and I smiled and let him reach into the bag. He pulled out a smaller bag, one of a few I’d put in there, and he held it in one hand. I slid my hands back to his waist and pulled him back onto my lap again, grinding my dick up between his cheeks and pulling him even closer to my stomach and chest. He undid the knot on the bag with trembling fingers, holding the small red bag over my stomach and then reaching inside and pulling out the first of the two items – a small bottle of lube. He swallowed. “There’s more, Twinkie,” I said, and took the little bottle from him. He reached in again, and pulled out the ball gag. I could tell at once he had no idea what it was, and I smiled at him. “It’s to stop naughty boys from saying naughty things,” I said, and he bit his lip frowning at the rubber ball and straps. “Please, I... I’ll be nice...” I smiled, and took the ball gag from his fingers with my free hand. I pressed it against his lips, and he whimpered before opening his mouth. I pushed it in, and then put the small bottle of lube in my mouth while I took the straps of the ball gag and tied them around the back of Parker’s head. I took the lube from my mouth and smiled at the young man. His eyes were wide. “That’s much better,” I said. “Can’t say naughty things, can you?” He made a noise, and I smiled even wider. “You know, I think Santa’s pole isn’t as wet as it needs to be. Don’t you agree, Twinkie?” Parker whimpered as I uncapped the lube and squirted some onto my open hand. When I reached behind him with the hand that held the bottle and tugged him up and off my dick, he pressed against my stomach and chest, shaking as he spread his thighs and balanced on his knees in a half-crouch over me – it wasn’t a position he could keep for long. I rubbed my lubed hand against my dick, then started to stroke my fingers up between the young man’s ass cheeks, pouring more of the cool liquid onto my fingers and giving his pucker a little prod with my finger tips. Parker’s hands gripped my shoulders and he was breathing in little puffy breaths, his knees shaking against my thighs, propped up against me. I moved my head a little and found his little pointed left nipple with my mouth and gave him a little bite. Ah, his nipples were sensitive, as was his little twink rosebud. Perfect. I sucked on his nipple. The noise he made into the gag was music to my ears. I pushed a little harder with my fingertip, and he pushed back against me, unable to help himself and still perched half up on his knees. “Oh, Twinkle,” I said, freeing his left nipple and sliding my mouth across his chest to the other side. “I think you want to be nice for Santa, don’t you? Very nice indeed...” He shivered again, but when I gave his right nipple a stronger bite, his whole body shook and the groaned into the ball-gag and my fingertip slipped into his pucker. I rubbed at him for a few moments while I chewed on him, and he groaned and writhed against me, his legs now quaking with the effort to stay upright against me. His hands gripped at my shoulders, now a bit damp with sweat, and I growled as I bit and sucked and licked at his nipple. I slid my finger further into him, prodding a little further, and he groaned again. Enough. I pulled my finger free – he let out a small moan into the rubber ball. I dropped the lube, gripped my dick, and reached up to the back of his neck and pulled him back down, aiming my cock upright between those pert round ass cheeks, right at his pucker. He cried out into the ball-gag, but gravity was against him, not to mention a big bear with a strong arm. He sank onto my dick and I felt that tight bubble butt open for my cock a few inches. He tried to brace himself against my shoulders again, and his head hung, his eyes clenched shut, while he grunted and groaned into the ball-gag. He was crouched, half-buried on my cock, his lean thighs shaking with the effort. “Oh, fuck yes,” I growled, and gave him a little buck. He cried out into the gag again, and squirmed on my dick, which only made my cock go in deeper. He whimpered and I pulled on him again. “Come on, boy,” I said. “You know you want Santa’s dick... that’s a bear dick sliding into you, boy...” I bucked again, and he cried out again, his legs shaking, and another inch of my cock slid inside him. He was so fucking tight. His voice was perfect now that it was silenced by the rubber ball-gag. “Oh, that’s a nice boy,” I growled. “Santa wants you to side down on his lap, and then you can ask him again, like a good boy...” Parker whimpered into the ball-gag, but his legs were shaking from his awkward crouch, and his ass was sending his brain the feedback that all good bottom boys get when there’s a dick half-way up their hole. He sat down on my dick, his cheeks speared on my dick, and his own dick hard and poking out now from the pouch of his green jock. His eyes were closed, and he was breathing in sharp puffs from his nose, still crouched above me, his calves now bearing his weight but his legs still half-bent in a squat. “Look at Santa, boy,” I said. He opened his eyes, and met my gaze. I nodded, and slid my hands down to his waist and gave him a sharp tug towards me. My cock ground around inside him, and his surprised yelp into the ball-gag made it obvious that my cock was rubbing him just right. Typical twink bottom boy – get some meat into him, and he just can’t help himself. “Okay, Twinkie. You want Santa to give you presents, don’t you, boy?” I tugged him toward me again, my cock hard and buried balls-deep up his ass. He groaned wildly, and nodded. I smiled, and ground my cock into him again, then reached over to my bag – not the Santa bag this time, but my own – and pulled out the cuffs I’d put in there. Parker didn’t notice at first, he was enjoying my dick rubbing him as I tilted, but when he saw the cuffs, his eyes widened. “First present, boy. Hands,” I demanded. He was shaking, but he held his hands out in front of him, obeying. I cuffed his wrists together, and then pulled his arms over my head, his cuffed hands now trapped behind my neck. Then, with no further pause, I started to jerk him towards me with rough tugs to his waist. He groaned and grunted, crying out, and I felt his hands twist and writhe behind my head. “Yeah, that’s a good present for you, boy, isn’t it?” I growled, and when he didn’t answer, I slapped his ass with my hand, hard. He yelped into the gag. “Isn’t it?” I asked again. He nodded, making inarticulate noises into the gag as I ground my dick in a slow circle inside him, rocking him to the left and the right. “Hold on, boy... This hairy bear has another present for you...” I gripped under his legs, and rose from the chair. My cock, buried in his tight pucker, must have speared him as I slowly rose to my feet, and he moaned, his arms tight around my neck, his back arching, and his legs wrapped around my waist. He was helpless, hung around my neck, impaled on my cock, and totally at the mercy of his ass, which was definitely clenching around my meat. He groaned and grunted as I managed to grip his ass in one hand to hold him in place while my other shucked the oversized red pants down. I stepped out of them in nothing but the black boots now, and then walked with the young man riding my dick all the way to the one solid wall of the little hut – the one built against the back of the escalators in the mall. I shoved him into the wall, and buried my dick into him hard. He cried out again. “Okay, you little shit,” I growled into his ear. “You’ve been a pain in my ass for weeks, and now I’m going to take it out on your ass in trade.” I slammed him again, burying myself deep. “With interest.” I pressed him against the wall, and used one hand to tug his head to the left, so I could rub my rough beard all over his smooth neck before giving him a rough bite and other three hard thrusts against the wall. Parker whimpered and moaned and cried out into the ball-gag. “Such a fucking whore, aren’t you?” I snarled. “High and mighty, but put a dick up your ass and you’re nothing but a chew-toy for the bear, aren’t you?” I squeezed his ass cheeks so tight it would bruise, and rammed him again. He cried out into the gag again and again. “Aren’t you?” He nodded over and over, agreeing as his skin grew wet with sweat. My wife-beater was getting wet with my own sweat, and I could smell us as I fucked him like the cheap little shit he was. “You ready for your last present, boy?” I snarled at him, reaching up and gripping his chin with one hand, and making him face me. His eyes were wide and they fluttered when I rammed him again and again, the friction magic with the lube and his tight hole. “Boy?” I growled. He nodded. I reached under him, and unsnapped the cockring. My balls ached with the urge to spunk inside him. Then I reached back up gripped the back of his head. I picked up my pace, ramming him ruthlessly. “Here’s your choice, boy,” I said, voice even. “You can let me breed you boy – fill you right up with my dirty bear cum and give you the gift that keeps on giving – or you can have your clothes back. Your choice.” His eyes widened as what I was saying made it to his foggy getting-fucked brain. I laughed when I realized it took him so long because he was so close to coming himself. “I’d say you’ve got about six or seven thrusts from this bear dick before you need to choose...” I undid the snaps on his ball gag and tugged on the ball-snapping it free. I rammed home again. And again. “Please!” he gasped. I rammed him again, grinding him against the wall. “Please what, boy?” “Oh!” he gasped, “Oh, oh fuck! Please! I need... I can’t...” I fucked him again, and his moan seemed to come from deep in his stomach. “What do you need? You need me to fuck you and fill you up, don’t you boy?” I rammed in hard. “Yes! I mean, oh, I mean...” His head slammed against the wall with every thrust, and reached up and gripped his head in both hands, spearing him against the wall with one last rough lunge as my balls unloaded deep into his boy-ass. His eyes never left mine, and he cried out as his own dick spurted between us, slick against his smooth stomach and rubbing into my damp wife-beater. I stayed buried inside him while my cock surged twice more, and then ground myself into him a little bit before I pulled away from the wall. His arms tightened around my neck, and he let out a little choked sob. “You want your clothes now, boy?” I asked him. My cock slid free from his ass, and I felt some of my sperm drip onto my thigh as he shifted to stand on his own feet, his arms still around my neck. I fingered his slick hole, and he whimpered a little. “What’s that?” I asked. “Yes please,” He said. I smiled. “Good boy. And then Santa will give you a ride back to his place. He’s gonna fill your chimney with presents all night long, boy. You like that idea, Twinkie? This bear is gonna tie you down and you’re going to learn how much you like a hairy man who can plow you so hard you’ll be begging to pass out. You want that for Christmas?” Parker looked at me, and swallowed hard. “Yes, sir.” I smiled. “I like your attitude.”

If they let you in bare, there should be an expectation of taking the cum. I hate a bottom that wants it bare, but during the fuck asks you "pull out before you cum". Usually in that case I'll shoot one or two spurts before yelling that I'm cumming and pulling out to shoot the rest on them. I did pull out then. Just not right away. Now, there is another case. If you have a bottom who wants to fuck with a condom, but you talk him into letting you in bare. Even "just for a few strokes", then it's more of a fun game to try and convince them to let you shoot in them. Get them turned on enough, tell them how good their bare ass feels, mention how slick they are because of all the precum i'm putting in them. Usually they end up just begging for the final load in them.

New Year started with a bang. Or two actually. Yesterday early afternoon I texted my regular fuckbuddies to wish them a Happy New Year and saying I was hoping to see them soon. One texted back "How about in an hour?" And another one, a semi-regular who I hadn't seen for months, asked if I was doing anything that afternoon. First guy arrived an hour later. Said it was going to be a quickie as he was on his way to friends for drinks. Still took him about 15 minutes of hard pounding to dump his load. Said he would be back soon. Second guy I hadn't seen for months. He is the one with probably the biggest cock I ever had. Slow sensual fuck. I actually already came when he bottomed out and just started fucking. He took his time. Had a massive orgasm (one of the best ever) just before he shot his load. We chatted a while to catch up and then he left. I have the feeling this is going to be a great year!

I'd arrange to meet up with a horny Nigerian bloke on NYE before going out for the night...start as you mean to go on as they say.😜 We usually meet when out cruising in the local woods & he likes my hole pre loaded so he wanted his mate who was with him to breed me first. His mate was a nice stocky hairy bloke from Manchester, nice thick 8" uncut hairy dick & big low hanging balls. When I got there the mate was naked & rock hard so I got work sucking his dick. After a few minutes he got me bent over the back of the arm chair, fingered some spit in my cunthole then shoved his fat dick in hard. He had me groaning really loudly & my dick dripping almost instantly as he plowed his dick deep in my cunthole! His big balls swinging & slapping against mine. 5 minutes of him raiding my cunthole & he had me howling as I climaxed! My cunthole clenched his shaft as my dick squirted my thick seed everywhere! He roared " I'm gunna cum" & grabbed me firmly as he thrust in deep to plant his big load in me. My fuck bud was ready & waiting for my creamy cunthole stroking his big veiny 10" uncut Nigerian cock! As soon as his mate pulled out he rammed his monster in me!! I was back in heaven again! He was hitting the spot making me growl with ecstasy! It was a good 15 minutes of hard intense fucking when he dumped his big load in me, feeling him pumping inside me sent me over the edge & my dick started squirting another hands free load. When he pulled out I grabbed my plug from my jacket & shoved it in my hole, thanked them both as I got dressed then headed back home to get ready for sleazy NYE. Did the usual bar crawls before heading to a sleazy sex bar, time seemed to fly by cos before I knew it I was at the bar chatting to a very beefy lad when the midnight countdown started! Everyone was cheering as we wished each other a happy ny, he then moved in & kissed me. We then stop & looked in each others eyes & started kissing again, full on sloppy man snogging with tongues. I groped his dick & he was rock hard un his jeans, he slid his big hand down the back of my jeans heading for my hole. When he fella felt the plug he stop kissing & asked if I had a load in me, when I said in his ear I had 2 in me he got very excited & told me he wanted to ad his load. I grabbed his hand & took him off to find a cubicle to use, as soon as we found one he locked the door & got me up against the wall, pushing me jeans down, pulling out my plug & rammed his big hairy 9" uncut dick in me & smashed my cunthole mercilessly till he blew his load in me. I sucked him clean & he left, as I was sorting myself out putting my plug back in my I hadn't realised the door was a jar & a couple of lads had stopped for a look. As I turned round they pushed the door open and asked if i was up for more dick. I told them to lock the door & give me their dicks! I had one in each home, both about 8" uncut. They were both fucking hard, it wasn't long before the lad in my cunthole blew his load. He mate pulled out of my mouth & shoved it in my cunthole to dump his big load on my too! 🤤🍆💦💦 I could not feel the cum moving inside me so I reluctantly went to the toilet to release some by 3am I'd sucked off 4 guys, I went to the toilets for a piss before heading home. As I was waking to find a station that didn't have huge crowds waiting to get in I noticed my Nigerian breeder had sent a msg at midnight! I replied and asked if they were having fun. He replied that they were at home horny & asked if I wanted to join them. I got a cab over to them and joined them for what turned out to be an 8 hour breeding session! 🤤😜💦💦

I love how you've taken the previous story to the next level...OINK!

I was 35 when i started doing anon. One night was out and got bit drunk, ditched friends at bar and went to local sauna. Got a cubicule and decided to wait there with my ass up. Soon someone was touching my ass and door locked. Hand was replaced with a hard cock and with a push he was balls deep. Told me not to look back or raise my head. 5 minutes of hard fucking and he delivered a big load very deep. Stranger said thanks and left quickly. Soon i was raising ass up again for next guy.

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."

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

str8 guys a turn on for you? Easy, gay guys, esp bottom gay guys, by very definition, looks for/wants "MEN" and wether it's PC or not to say it. Deep down gay men feel the defining role of a man is to procreate and so being str8 is the pinnacle of what gay men look for.

I usually edge myself while getting fucked and taking loads at a sex party. That and the fact that my prostate has been battered all night usually has me locked & loaded and ready to blow by the end of the night. So getting my cock sucked and shooting my load in a hot mouth is my favorite way to get off. At a NYE sex party last night, all the stars aligned for the most amazing blow job that I got. I’d tried a few cocksuckers yet nobody was doing it for me...until I met this one guy that kissed like a dream and worked my nips amazingly. He never let go of my nips as he moved me up against a wall, slid down and engulfed my cock with the sweetest, wettest, warmest mouth possible. Still working my nips, he kept edging me closer and closer until I was completely desperate to cum. I finally huffed some poppers, gently held onto his head and fed him my rock hard cock and told him he was going to eat my cum which only spurred on this amazing cocksucker. Just as I started rushing on the second hit of poppers, my entire being was focused on my painfully hard cock. I sank myself into his throat and he started to swallow my cock. That did it. I blew his head off with an long and explosive orgasm while he swallowed every drop of my huge load. And he didn’t stop there. For the next few minutes, he gently sucked my spent cock even after it lost all hardness. Truly an amazing blowjob...

Let me respond to you this way: You’re concerned that 35 is too old? I didn’t take a cock until I was 37. I turned 53 last month, and your 24-load annual goal is what I took in in one really good day last year. And I guarantee you that no matter how small you feel like Jacksonville is, it’s a metropolis compared to the one-goat town I’m in - yet I’m still able to travel around and fulfill my sexual purpose. Plus, unlike you, I have a face made for radio. So for you, getting the cock or ass (or the actual relationship) you want sounds as if it will be more a matter of adjusting your own expectations and standards, once you accept that you’re prime material. 1. Don’t be one of those guys who holds out waiting for Mr. Perfect. You’ll have a lot more fun playing with regular, normal guys, who can be surprising in the sack if given half a chance. 2. Travel around a bit if you can, especially to a bigger city, and just tell yourself that since nobody knows you, it doesn’t matter if you get a bit debauched. Permit yourself. 3. Cast a wider net. If Grindr isn’t working for you, why are you still using it? You can run profiles or ads on BBRTS, Growlr, Adam4Adam, Scruff, Manhunt, Doublelist, and others - the more exposure you have, the greater your chances. 4. Searching for an intimate connection with another man in the current environment is like panning for gold. Everybody’s out there trying to strike the mother lode, but the reality is hours and days of swirling gravel (and flakes) and water around in a pan just for the occasional glint of something in the bottom. Sometimes it’s fool’s gold, and sometimes it doesn’t pan out at all, but - there’s gold in them thar hills. I find my share of it, and you can too.

My first load of 2020. I was on the beach in New Zealand cruising the dunes when I saw a guy walking naked. He was in his late 50s with a trim body and average size cock. We did at speak a word and started to play with each other’s nipples. Then we both blew each other for a bit. He reached for his lube and poppers and we both had a snort and he started to lube my cock and work his fingers towards my hole. He had me do the same to him. After a bit he turned around and I slid into him and fucked him for a bit. I also wanted to feel him inside so we switched places, he started to pound me and was getting close so I grabbed his ass and got him to unload in me. A great way to start the new year.

Today the wife and kids drove a few hrs to see some family so I cleaned out and got on Grindr. I hit up a young Latino who's somewhat of a regular and told him to stop by. I was laying on the floor with my ass propped up and face covered when he walked in. He got to business and slid right in my hole, he's not that big but he's able to last more than just a few minutes and his load is decently big. Every so often hed pull all the way out and finger my hole before lining back up and ramming it in. This went on for about 15 mins before he finally slowed down and bred my hole. He took a few pics for me after so I could see the cum running down my ass. https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2020_01/923737574_IMG_20200101_1250201525.thumb.jpg.46efa35ea2925a58e0bb6c198c2ab373.jpg

This is my last three loads from work. I am an Uber driver. 1) guy gets in my car and asks me to take him to the seedy part of town to score some crack. I waited around the corner and made him go get it himself. After we went to the private booths at an adult bookstore and he smoked it while I blew a load into each of his holes. 2) guy gets into my car super drunk and in almost no time at all he's grabbing my tit from the back seat. I let him kiss me and I get invited into his house. I blew a load in his mouth and he blew 2 and a little piss into my mouth rude. 3) 22 year old kid in my car invites me into the back seat. We kissed and I blew him while he talked about wanting to flip fuck with me bare. After he came he thanked me for "confirming that I'm straight". Yeah right I'm an Uber driver old enough to be your father and I made you curious? As if. Delicious cock though

In response to your question; Should I feel bad? Absofuckinglutely NOT! And as for guys saying to you the following; ... Extremely poor manners -- Unnecessarily cruel -- Uneducated. If someone does not want to have sex with someone for whatever reason then that's fair enough, but in the name of common decency it is completely unacceptable in my humble opinion to display such vitriolic behaviour. U = Undetectable. Undetectable = Untransmittable. Fascinating that you went from receiving such animosity to getting fucked by two men as a result of updating your profile, neither of whom asked your status. The sheer irony. One would guess that maybe now a certain percentage of viewers of your profile are assuming you are on PrEP. You gave the date of your last bloodwork, and now state that you are medicated, thus more than enough information for you not to feel bad at all my friend. And yes, you are safer than those who don't know they are poz. You sound responsible enough to me. And a very Happy New Year to you 😊

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."

don't know his name but he hangs out at steamworks most every sat night. always has a room, sometimes likes to take it in the dark from man after man. always huffing those poppers.

Hey doomsdayers, I can get cancer from the stuff on my lawn and in the processed food I eat. I can get a brain tumor by keeping my phone near my head too often. I can get hit by a truck tomorrow afternoon by looking the wrong way. I can have a stroke or a heart attack next week because of my genetics. Anything out there can fuck you over. Anything - but its pretty rare. I barebacked for 15 years in almost every Country on earth at almost every bath house on the map, in the most unsafe, dirty environments you could imagine, parTying with strangers from anywhere with no regard for anything except if they had a cock they could use my holes and amazingly I am HIV-. 3 months ago I went on PrEP but I know that is just a safety net that won't work 100% and that's OK. I probably won't get hit by that truck either but you never know. Smile and relax, it's going to be OK.

Thanks Neg4PozPittsburgh for this old BBX posting.. --- I was tired of studying the other day. Logged onto Manhunt. Started jerking off. Got an email from a hot guy in his late 30s. Not normally my type but he had a fuckin banging body. Huge pecs, sleeve tattoo on his arm. Great bulging biceps. Thick uncut dick. He had a tidy trimmed black beard, brown eyes, a thick, manly forehead and black hair. His hairline was receding some which turned me on. Our dialogue follows. "U horny?" he asked. "Yeah." "Hot pics." "thanks. u 2." "U live alone?" "Have a dorm room but its a single." "Want me 2 cum over?" "Yeah." "I don't have condoms." "I don't either. If u want 2 fuck better pick sum up on way here." Twenty minutes later my room phone rang. He had arrived. I let him in. He was taller than I and power flowed from him. We made chit chat for a while and sat on my bed drinking Coronas. His jeans sported a hefty bulge in the crotch. His hands were calloused from hard work and his skin was tanned. He told me he was a builder. Then he leaned over and kissed me. It was long deep and passionate. He pushed me onto my back, pulled my shirt off. In no time we were naked and I was on my knees sucking his big floppy dick which stood hard as a rock about eight inches in front of him. He had a great furry chest and legs. Even his hard abs had a black furry coat. Then he pushed me back on my back and sucked me off for a long time. He sucked my balls, licked my piss slit, licked my ass. His tongue got real deep and felt real good. Then he fed me his dick some more and filled my throat. I could barely take it and tried to pull off but he insistently kept his big uncut manrod lodged in my gullet. "You can do it" he said gently. "Take it. Make me feel good." He was gentle but I knew I had no choice. He fucked in and out, in and out. Then I felt his thick, rough fingers probing my hole. He got out some lube and started sliding more fingers in. It was like sandpaper in my ass and I tightened up. He scraped away. Next I noticed him lubing his cock. "Did you stop to get condoms?" I asked. "No" he replied. "That sucks" I said. "We can't fuck then." "Shhh" he said gently. "Just let me poke the head in for a second." He poked in. "See not so bad" he said. I reached up and touched his huge muscular chest and stroked the hair. My hand touched his face. His beard was soft but prickly under my fingers. His dick kept poking deeper and deeper. I pulled him by the neck down to kiss me. He made out with me frantically. I could feel my heart beating like crazy. His raw dick pushed deeper and deeper into my ass and I closed my eyes to picture his precum coating my insides. I moaned. "Ok we should stop" I said. "Yeah, we should" he answered. His chocolate brown eyes connected with mine. He didn't even pause. His dick kept on pushing on in. That's when I felt his balls against my ass. "Oops all the way in" he said. He kept eye contact. "It feels real good." "Are you negative?" I asked. "Yeah, completely" he replied. He started fucking in and out. "Wait stop" I said. "Shhhhhh" he said gently. "It's great. You feel so good. Let me make you feel good." "We should have a condom" I said. "Its ok I trust you" he said, fucking harder and harder. The piston fuck was the most intense feeling of my life. "No, stop" I said. "I'll pull out in time to cum, I promise" he said. He grunted, fucking up a good sweat. My worries slowly melted and I gave over to the sensations I was feeling. Something huge was invading my guts. Pummeling in and out. "Fuck yeah" I finally said "Bareback me." His eyes lit up. "Yeah, you like that fuckin' raw dick in you?" "Fuck yeah" I said. "Give it to me raw man." "Fuck yeah, pussy boy" he hissed. "Take it. I'm gonna give it to you good." "FUCK yeah!" I said. I got more and more into it. Eventually he bent me over the bed and rammed me from behind. Then on all fours on the floor. Then he laid on his back and I slammed myself with all my might, up and down on his unprotected fuckpole. Then he got me back on my back, put my calves on his shoulders, and fucked me till he was red in the face. A big vein started to bulge in his head and he started to breath deeper. "I'm gettin' close!" he said. "Don't cum inside" I begged. I grabbed my own cock and started jerking for dear life. He gave me a few more frantic dick plunges then pulled out with a cry, "FUUUUUUUUCK!!!" He pointed his dick DIRECTLY at my hole and let loose what felt like a firehose blast of hot cum right on and in the gaping orifice. Then he plunged back in, balls deep and growled like a hungry angry predator, "SHIT!! SHITT!!!! YEA! FUCKIN SON OF A BITCH!!! OH, YEAH!!!!" He looked me in the eyes panting. "Oh that felt so good" he commented. My own dick was still hard in my hand. "Told you I'd pull out in time" he said. "But you just" "Shhhh" he cut in. "It feels really good. Enjoy it." I could feel tons of liquid dripping down my asscrack onto the sheets. "I'm still hard" he remarked, adding "I'm going to cum again, but this time inside you." He plugged my protests with his tongue and his bearded mouth enveloped mine. It hurt when it scratched against me. He started fucking in and out with his cock which was still rock hard. My ass was slick with cum. I kissed him back. It felt so fucking good. I gave over to it and let myself become his cumhole. He made love to me but also made me his object. "Fuck yeah" I groaned. "Yeah, you like that?" he asked. "Yeah" I answered. "You want my cum?" "Yeah, fuckin' cum in me." I was jerking off now. He piston fucked for about 30 seconds then started grunting. "Here it comes. Here it comes. HERE IT COMES!!!" Then his face contorted like crazy and he let out another animal, angry, vicious growl. "FUCK yea! TAKE my fuckin' load! TAKE IT!" My dick started shooting squirt after squirt of jizz all over. His cum kept dribbling down my ass as he held his dick in me for a long time. After several seconds he remarked "That was hot." "Yeah, it was" I admitted. He stood and started getting dressed. On the small of his back I noticed a little biohazard tattoo. "What's that?" I asked. "Souvenir tattoo from Miami" he said with a laugh. He kissed me. "That was a great time." I kissed him back. I felt his cum smeared dick getting hard again. "One more" he said. He shoved me face first onto the bed before I could reply and he rammed in balls deep. "AWWWWWW!" he groaned. "FUCK yeah. FUCK!" One stroke, and he shot and just came as deep as he could. "FUCK that's hot. I'm cumming in you." He dressed and left. Now I'm sitting here online looking up what the biohazard tattoo means and I'm getting worried. But it was the fucking hottest time ever. He came over again yesterday. Maybe I'll tell you about that later.

For as long as I've been having sex, I go through periods where I'm insanely horny for anal sex no matter what. My hole feels like it's shivering all the time and I feel like I need to take it up the butt right away. Even when I get a good lay in, I still want more. The last week has been really bad for me and it feels like no matter how much I get laid, I need more. My boyfriend joked that I go into heat like a dog but it makes me wonder if bottoms can actually go into heat. Is that what's happening? Do any other bottoms go through this?

I went to Montreal for gay pride with a few friends. I was constantly horny with all those hot fucking men around, but was unable to act because I was sharing a hotel room with two of my friends. One morning I woke up at 6 a.m. feeling so horny. I decided to go out and cruise. I got dressed and packed poppers, cock ring and lube then took off. I passed a Sauna, which I understood to be a gay bathhouse. So I decided to try it out. Of course it was early morning so I didn't expect much. At least I could watch a porno tape and jack off. I got a room and walked around. There were a few people around and the staff was cleaning the place up from the night before so it was pretty much what I expected. I went to my room and lay on my stomach to show off my well-muscled ass and to send the clear message that I was looking for cock, especially to get fucked. I was so horny. Almost immediately, I looked up and saw a couple of guys looking into my room as they passed. They looked pretty hot. I hadn't seen them earlier. As they passed my room I was wondering if they were together or just cruising close together. Anyway they passed. A few minutes later they were back. One was tall around 6'2" with light hair and looked around 35. He had a smooth slender body and classic handsome face. The other was Puerto Rican, slender with tats and a belly button ring. I heard the tall guy whisper to the other, "Pretty hot ass." I watched as they both came into the room and closed the door. The PR guy immediately got between my legs and shoved his tongue into my ass. Then he began to eat. I fucking held my breath. The taller guy leaned over and whispered into my ear. "This is my pig, he's going to clean your hole out for me." Then he told the PR," That's it clean that hole out for me, get it slick, yeah that's it open him up." He looked at me and said that his "pig" would clean out my dirty hole with his mouth and get me ready to get fucked. At this point he got on the bed and my head was between his legs. He had a beautiful cock. Then the PR started to really open me up and eat my fuck hole out like a mad man. He was moaning. He loved eating man butt. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. The tall guy then told the PR to eat my balls and get them wet. As the PR swallowed my second ball into his mouth, the tall guy shoved his big cock into my mouth. I started blowing him really good. I was so turned on at this point that I took his cock all the way down and held my breath. I was frozen in ecstasy. I had a huge uncut cock in the back of my throat and my balls were being washed down a hot Puerto Rican's throat. "Come on stud, get back on that hole and fill him up with your slimy spit. I wanna see that hole drip clean with your fucking saliva." The PR got back on my hole and started pushing spit into my hole. It felt so fucking cool. The tall guy started telling me what was going to happen. He told me that my hole was going to be filled with drool and that he would fuck me deep and hard while his "pig" licked the juices that dripped from my hole while it was being fucked. This turned me on so much. At that point the tall guy put his finger into my hole along with the PR's tongue. The tall guy started fucking my throat relentlessly while he fingered me. Then he added another finger and pulled my hole open. He told me to relax so he could see inside my hole. "There you are stud," he said to the PR, "Now dribble spit into him. As another lunge from his cock hit the back of my throat, I could feel both of them dribbling saliva into me. The Puerto Rican was moaning and licking all around my pucker. The tall guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and I realized that I was covered in my own saliva from being face fucked so well. I didn't care. He had me get up on my knees with my ass off the edge of the bed. The Puerto Rican changed places and I started to suck his cock as he pushed it towards my face. I felt the tall guy's breath on my fuck-hole and then shove his tongue in. Hot fucking tongue. Both these boys had their tongue in my ass and I didn't know they existed 20 minutes earlier. Then the tall guy pulled my head back and asked me if I wanted some cock in my ass. I begged for it. He then gave me a hit of poppers and told the PR to guide his 8.5" uncut cock into my hole. I felt the big head sliding around my hole and felt my fuck hole dripping. Then he got the head in. I went back down on the cock in front of me and swallowed. More poppers and I was moaning. Slowly the tall guy shoved his cock into me until I felt his balls nudge my asshole. He took a hit of poppers and I knew it was coming, the fuck of my life. The Puerto Rican held my legs back while the tall guy fucked me with fervor, strength and a masculine pump that only comes when guys fuck. I was delirious. The tall guy told the Puerto Rican bud to come around and suck his balls while he fucked. So he did. It was so fucking hot feeling him position himself between our legs. I could feel him lap the tall guy’s balls and eventually he ran his tongue from his balls to my asshole. He licked like he was trying to slide his tongue in next to the tall guys cock. He was licking all around to get the ass juice as it dripped from the tall guys cock. The tall guy pulled his cock out and shoved it into the Puerto Ricans mouth without missing a beat. He continued talking nasty to him, "Lick that ass juice off my cock, dude, Tell me you like the way it tastes." All the Puerto Rican guy could do was slurp and lick. I realized I had several fingers in my ass then felt the tall guy's cock slam back into me. I was so glad we were fucking again. But he pulled out almost as fast and flipped me onto my back. The Puerto Rican immediately dove onto my cock as my legs were lifted and bam! More cock in my ass. "Fuck me!, Yeah fuck me stud. Shove that cock into me and fuck me hard." I got the ass pounding of my life. He just kept fucking me, pulling out and shoving it back in. I lost it and blew my load. The Puerto Rican took my load in his mouth and started making out with the tall guy. I could see my cum dripping in between their lips- they were clearly getting off on sharing. The tall guy kept fucking me, hard. They were moaning together then I felt him pump and shoot 3 large spurts and 2 smaller ones into me. I clinched my ass tight to milk him as much as possible. The warmth sliding around inside me was amazing. He just held his cock in me as it pulsed. The Puerto Rican got down between our legs again and licked around the tall guys cock as he slowly came down from his orgasm. When his cock plopped out noisily and the Puerto Rican was all over it licking it clean; eating it and savoring every drop of it. Then he was all over my ass and licking and eating my hole out while the tall guy encouraged him. I could feel and hear him moaning into my hole to encourage me to push it out to him. When he was done he and his boyfriend smiled and told me it was hot. I was spent. They wrapped their towels, grabbed their poppers, each kissed me again and they left. I realized I had just had one of the hottest fuck sessions of my life.

Booked for a dirty weekend in Berlin. Looking to hook up and fuck through the weekend. All suggestions welcome, sleazier the better

Woohoo...Brandon...now a knocked up Poz cum dump whore...the li'l slut really earned his bio-hazard tat...lucky boy...and only 19!! Woof/Oink!!!

@nep321 A few thoughts and in no particular order.... Age is important if you think it’s important; the mere number hardly means anything except to the IRS and the Social Security Administration. Moreover, Cupid tends to strike when no one expects the little bugger to be flying around, shooting arrows. As evidence of these propositions, I humbly offer my own experience: At the tender age of 61, I hooked up one Friday night with a 39 year old guy on A4A (“do you want to come over and frolic?”). Three weeks later, he had moved in; we’ve been together 18 months, and I can honestly say he’s good to me and good for me. The point, I suppose, is that you’ll get nowhere by fretting over something you can’t change. It’s awfully easy at this time of year to feel discouraged about the trajectory of your life. Don’t treat your age and build as character flaws; think of them as some of your strengths. If you compare yourself to others, you’ll invariably think that some people are doing “better” than you and others are doing “worse” than you. And at the risk of making broad generalizations, the vast majority of guys in my part of Florida don’t strike me as being Ivy League graduates making 6 figure salaries. The Great Recession took a huge chunk out of the then-existing middle class, and the insane housing market here hasn’t helped anyone’s standard of living. I’m hardly surprised that a lot of guys have roommates; if you’re only making $15 or $16/hour, you’re not making enough to afford a place on your own. Along similar lines, it’s insanely expensive to have a car, and folks of all ages here ride bicycles to get around. And while I can readily agree that guys who use drugs should be given a wide berth, I’m not ready to morally condemn anyone; it’s unlikely that the 700,000 people who have died from an overdose in the last 20 years were all intrinsically evil. You’re doing fine — even if you can’t see it. Take care of yourself, and remember that in 12 weeks or so, the weather will be awesome in Jacksonville (and in my corner of The Sunshine State).

Actually science has been able to trace HIV back to the late 1800s/early 1900s in the Belgium Congo. Technology was no where near the ability to create any kind of bio-weapon back then. Until the world's population became more mobile, especially with the the advent of cheap air travel, it wasn't able to move beyond that area.

Giving? or taking? Both for me 🙂 My cock gets ROCK hard when I walk up on bare butt cheeks. I btm for this "scene" less and less nowadays 😕 ... but it is a thrill to be blindfolded and waiting to be used by some stranger dude's dick. Anon gets the job done but I do see naysayers points: you could get robbed, stabbed, ... or on the flip side when you just want to be more intimate / kiss, which anon fucks aren't for.

It's a really hot story, but, personally, I detest the 'N' word.

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

Have been swallowing longer than I've been getting bred and still love it. A sissy never wastes a load so it's my second favourite, ahead of sucking it up wherever it lands.

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

Chapter 15 I’d never been so happy to go back to work when Monday came around. It was a little weird being back in my old office but after awhile it felt like I’d never left. The guy that took my place quit once he found out they had asked me to come back and fix his mess. I don’t think anyone was too sad to see him go. Monday evening I was wrapping things up for the day getting ready to leave when I heard this deep masculine voice that went straight to my dick. “I heard they begged your sorry ass to come back and fix their mess. I warned them not to hire that idiot.” I looked up and found the sexiest man standing in the doorway with the biggest smile plastered across his face. “Well fuck me!” I got up and gave him a big hug. “Nice to see you haven’t jumped ship yet. Trevor, you look good.” Trevor was 6’4” 250lbs of pure muscular sex! Short blond hair, green eyes, nice tan and a well trimmed beard. He always wore his clothes really tight and today was no exception. His shirt looked like it had been painted on and his dress pants, fuck I think if needed to bend over they’d rip, but who cares he looked fucking gorgeous. He was the lead of the other team and while I never worked for him directly, I had helped him out several times over the years on different projects. He was truly a nice guy. Our hug went on a little longer than normal and I could swear I felt his dick getting hard. I knew he was gay but I was pretty sure he didn’t have a clue about me. Yep you guessed it, I was wrong. “So how you like working for Andrew?” He had a smirk on his face. “He’s been great so far.” “Yea I hear he has a big dick and likes to fuck his favorite male employees. Are you his favorite?” What the hell?? I started to get a panicked look on my face. “Oh god, sorry Kevin. I was fucking with you. I thought you knew Andrew was the one who knocked me up. Breathe honey, breathe.” “You scared the shit out of me, you asshole,” I smiled and punched him playfully in the shoulder. “You done for the day? We need to go drinks and catch up.” “Absolutely, let’s get out of here.” My hotel was a block away so we just walked over to the bar there. “I’m guessing this place won’t be quite like the bar by your apartment,” he said with that damn smirk back on his face. “You seem to know an awful lot about what I’ve been up to.” “Let’s just say that Andrew is extremely proud of you. Oh fuck I can’t believe I almost forgot, congratulations you slut, welcome to the club. You know I’m fucking you before the nights over, right?” I started laughing, “I forgot how blunt you could be. I’ve missed you man.” “You know I’ve always had a crush on you. The first time we were introduced, you dropped something on the floor and when you bent down to pick it up, man your ass looked so good I wanted to pull your pants down and breed you right there in front of everyone. So you can imagine my surprise when Andrew tells me about his new employee and what a fucking bug chasing slut he turned out to be and never mind when he sends me a pic of the slut taking Greg’s dick and fuck me if I don’t recognize my former colleague and friend. Gotta tell you man I almost shot a load in my pants. The look of pure bliss on your face. So hot.” I was rock hard at this point. I took his hand and placed it on my crotch. “So you done with your drink?” He knocked it back, grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bar. The minute we were alone in the elevator his tongue was down my throat. I’m not sure how we made it to my room in one piece but the second the door was closed he ripped my shirt off and attacked my nipples. Oh my god this man was in heat. I dropped to my knees and undid his pants letting out his 9” cock. He had a nice PA that was dripping with precum. Man it was tasty. He took off his shirt while I went to town on his dick. I looked up and saw a biohaz tat on his hip. Fuck I really wanted one of those. He pulled me off his cock and lifted me up so we could make out. I ran my hands all over his trimmed chest hair and six-pack abs. He pushed me back on the bed and mounted my ass in one go. I let out a scream but he shoved his tongue down my throat to keep me quiet. He started pumping in and out and pretty soon the pain turned into pure pleasure. “Yes! Bred my cunt, give me your poz cum, recharge my ass.” “You fucking whore, all you want is men to use your faggot ass.” “Yes, use me like the cum dump I am. Fuck me harder.” He slammed all the way in taking my breath away, and unloaded in my ass. After a few minutes he pulled his softening dick out and rolled off of me. “Damn Andrew wasn’t kidding, you’ve got an amazing cunt. I’m sorry I wasn’t part of pozzing team but at least I got to use you now. To bad you don’t live here anymore and were more of a sub, I would have loved turning you into my boy.” Hmm that got me thinking, “you like your guys more on the sub side?” “Oh don’t get me wrong, I love fucking guys like you and other alpha males but yea there’s nothing like a total sub bottom that lives to please his Sir.” He could tell my mind was going a mile a minute. “You got a sub for me Kevin?” “Yea, I might. My oldest son. He needs some assistance in realizing his true purpose. He’s 27 so I don’t know if that’s too old for you?” “No that’s perfect. As long as they’re legal I don’t really have an age preference. Although I do find younger guys are easier to train as they may not be so set in their ways as you older fuckers,” he said smiling at me. “Well my son’s a bit of a drama queen but I think if he found a good daddy or Sir who could help him discover his cunt and the pleasure he can get and give from it, he’d be much happier.” “Is he as cute as you?” I showed him a picture of us at the beach together from a couple years ago. “His hair’s a little longer now but other than that he looks the same.” “Damn, he’s cute. That chest hair would definitely have to go; how big’s his dick?” “From what his brother tells me he’s rather small.” I looked down at Trevor’s dick which was growing again. I grabbed hold, “does talking about fucking my son make your cock hard?” “It fucking does! You think he can handle my 9” monster?” “Nope but something tells me after a few times with you he’ll be begging you to knock him up. You’re not on meds right?” “Hell no! I’m toxic as fuck.” “Good.” I climbed on top of him, sat on his dick and started to fuck myself up and down until he grabbed me, slammed me down, flipped me on my back and fucked me like crazy filling me with a second load. “Why don’t you and your son come over Saturday afternoon. We’ll hangout by the pool and see how things go.” “Sounds prefect. In the meantime you think you can hook me up with your tattoo artist? I think I need some ink.” “Absolutely, you know what you want?” “I have few ideas but I’m not totally sure yet.” “Let me call my guy and see when he can fit you in. Unfortunately he’s straight but he does great work, so I keep going back to him,” he grinned. “Now as much as I’d like to bred you again I really do need to get home.” “It was fun tonight, thanks for your loads.” He got dressed and I walked him to the door, my dick swinging from side to side. I gave him a kiss and opened the door to let him out. Walking past the room at the same time was a couple. The woman turned and made a disgusting sigh and told me to cover up while the guy couldn’t take his eyes off my cock. Trevor noticed and squeezed my cock as he walked out the door. “Thanks for letting me fuck your ass you were amazing.” He winked at the guy and walked off towards the elevator. I heard the woman say, “I’m demanding they move us to another floor, fucking perverts.” I shut the door and burst out laughing. About an hour later there was a knock on my door. I was really becoming quite popular. I opened up and the guy from earlier was standing there looking really nervous. “Hi, uhh, I’m sorry about my girlfriend. Do you, uhh, mind if I, umm, come in?” “Look man, I’m sorry you girlfriend saw my dick. I really wasn’t trying to flash her.” “Umm no, I was really hoping you’d let me suck you off. I’m so fucking horny, ever since I saw you dick I’ve been wondering what it would taste like.” “Where’s she at?” “Out with her mom. She’ll be gone for a little bit.” “Come on in and get on your knees.” He immediately dropped and opened my fly. He pulled out my hardening dick and started sucking. “Hmm seems like you’ve done this before.” “He took his mouth off my cock long enough to answer, “I suck her brother off all the time.” “Damn, you slut!” He was a great sucker, I hadn’t cum with Trevor so it didn’t take long before I was shooting. He was a good slut and ate every drop. As he was getting ready to leave I asked him, “does her brother fuck you too?” “No, he’s afraid that will make him gay.” I started laughing, “well if you want to get fucked you know where to find me.” He smiled, we’ll have to see. It’s been awhile since I’ve bottomed.” “I’m here for a couple weeks, so when you get the itch,” I winked at him and closed the door. Damn this trip was getting better and better. The next morning Trevor stopped by my office to tell me he’d made an appointment with his tattoo guy for 6 pm that evening. That night before bed I looked at myself in the mirror. I raised my arms up and admired my first ink. A line of five biohazard signs went down each side of my body from my armpit to my hip. I fucking loved them!”

Please do NOT do this. I will just put it all back into one thread. That’s the only way to keep the fiction readable. Over time, chapters in different threads get out of order and drift apart. It is not a workable solution.

@ChainedBoy, wheres He located? I'd love to be one of His next conquests. My hole is really tight and I would LOVE to be verbally abused and my cunt ripped open brutally by Him

Took a break from Black Friday shopping at Plaza las Americas to hit the restrooms and came across an inked up little papi chulo and two tall Brazilian guys stroking their cocks at the urinals. Walked up next to the hot little papi, pulled out my pierced cock, got myself hard and put my hand on the back of his head while one of the Brazilian dudes stuck his hand down the back of my shorts and played with my ass. Now I don’t mind a group or being watched but I was in the mood for a little alone time with my cocksucker so I opened the handicapped stall door, pushed him in and shut the door after us - the Brazilian dudes were tall so they had no trouble watching the show and I got papi’s sweet mouth and hairy little ass to myself. Let him slobber on my dick a while before skullfucking him, then bent him over the toilet, ate his hairy hole to get him good and lubed up, and shoved my dick in. Blasted my load inside him while the Brazilians watched us over the door and played with each other. Papi shot his load, turned around and cleaned up my cock; I thanked him, washed up and left. As I was checking my phone outside the bathroom I noticed papi leave and walk up to a girl and baby - presumably his. She seemed pissed and cussed him out for taking so long in the bathroom. Didn’t hear his response but caught his eye and winked as they walked by. Damn I love that mall...

Fuck HOT!! daddy son stories are some of my all time favorites, and stories told from the tops POV are even better!!! hope we get an intense and slow seduction of the dad passing host gift on to his son

I Like it I Love it I Always want More of it, LOVE multiple loads from all different guys in my mouth and deep in my hole for absorption also i like to swallow it down with pee or piss in my hole and then get fucked and mix everyones toxic fluids togetherhttps://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2018_02/large.5a7cd56adfa29_20161017_051600_HDR2.jpg.81b200330e57855a63b8cb756fa09fd1.jpg

CTI THE FIRST TREATMENT We left the room with me hiding my naked, hard cock and in between the two muscle men. The each grabbed my upper arms, pulling my hand away from my crotch allowing my cock to voice free. As we moved down the hall, I could hear moans and grunts coming from behind the shut doors and at one door I heard “Oh fuck yeah, infect me! Give it to me” We arrived at an open door and went into the room. On one wall was a huge tv and in the center was a line wooden chair. Some sort of machine was under it, but I didn’t know what it was. I was moved to the front of the chair and I saw that in the seat was a hole about six inches in diameter. The muscle men turned me and pushed me down in the chair. One secured my ankles to the leg of the chair behind them, the other secured my wrists to the arms of the chair. Then one got down behind the chair and did something unknown to me as the other man reach down between my hips and the chair and pulls my ass checks apart. I felt something cold touched my hole The last thing they did was put when looked like an oxygen tube, like the ones from a hospital under my nose. As they left one said: “Breath deep through your nose abs enjoy the show” The tv came on and a blue screen was illuminating the dark room. A voice from nowhere echoed the room: “When you see the word ‘Hit’ breath deeply through your nose. When you see the word ‘hold’ then hold your breath. When you see the word ‘release’ you exhale” “Are you ready to begin” “Yes” I replied The screen lit up with an image of a naked man with a huge hard cock, then switched to the words “you crave cock” As the screen switched to another imagine I felt something pushing to get up my hole. As the images of nude men continued to change on the screen, the object pushed into my hole, sliding in deep. The word HIT popped on the screen so I breathed deeply through my nose, then the picture of a hard cock flash then back to hit - I did a hit again as the rush of poppers flowed through my body. Then a cock again then Hit. I followed the directions. The the word Hold flashed and I held my breath until the word release flashed The images changed to short videos of men sucking cock, licking nuts sacs and then sucking again. The object in my hole was sliding in and out of my hole at a steady pace, bring me pleasure. My cock was hard and leaking. The would Hit last again and I followed the instructions, hit again and again until I had hit five times then held for about fifteen seconds and then released At this point the sucking videos had been replaced my fucking, bareback fucking. The object picked up a little speed and my leaking increased as my cock bounced. Plus pleasure. The videos changed showing up close fucking with raw cocks sliding in and out of holes, to far away, then back close up. The instructions to hit again popped up again between the videos over and over until I had hit ten times and held and released. The rush was intense. I felt my inhibitions slid away. My mouth watered, my cock throbbed and my hole relaxed as the object again sped up. The raw fucking videos now showed men getting bred and I would hear sayings. “You want raw cock” “Your hole was made for cum” “All loads should be taken none refused” Then more instructions on hitting appeared. I did as instructed. As the videos of fucking and breeding continued. “You crave infected cum” “You want the virus” “Sexual Suicide is what you want” “You want HIV” “You crave toxic loads” “You want poz loads” “You want AIDS” In the videos I saw biohazard tattoos and tattoos of scorpions on the men getting fucked. Then more popper instructions. The rush flowed through me. The machine was fucking my hole quickly, hitting my g-spot and causing more leaking from my cock. “Tell me what you want!” “Poz loads” I replied “Where do you want them” “Up my hole” More popper instructions, that I followed. My head was swimming Fromm the rush and I could feel my heart beat in my temples and my cock. My hole relaxed even more as the machine fucked me quickly. “You want infected seed in you” “Yes” I screamed My balls were so pulled up tightly that they ached. I could feel the warm pre-cum puddling between my legs. I know I would not last long. The machine was fucking me faster. I screamed in pleasure and my load shot out my cock and flew high in the air. It was a massive load. As I shot the machine stopped and the object was pulled out. The video also went dark. I sat there breathing heavy coming down from the rush. I head the door open behind me and soon saw the two musclemen. “Damn never seen someone turn that quickly” one said They released me and half dragged me back to my room.

Part 8 - The Spell Of Medina As much as my spirit lifted seeing the ranch house I knew that facing the wrath of Brad was going to come, never returning his calls or texts I had a feeling he would be pissed beyond belief. My head couldn't fathom out why things were going so rocky between us, oh yes, I suddenly thought remembering why but also that feeling of when he kissed and pushed me to my knees blowing him still made me feel horny. I figured he had gone back to Melinda since there was no sign of him when I entered the house. Seth and my mother were sat in the family room so I popped by to let them know I was back. Everything on the outside appeared normal and I told them about my weekend missing out the sex part naturally. My mother was more concerned about me finding a job and telling me I was reckless throwing in what could have been a good career for me, whilst she understood my reason she thought it was a bad move on my behalf. She excused herself as Seth and my mother were going to friends for dinner and she had to get ready, I sat and watched as she left the room. "You going to tell me what is going on?" Seth suddenly asked out of the blue. I looked at him "In what way?" I asked wondering what he was getting at. Seth came and sat by me "Come on were not silly Tom, did something happen between you and Brad?" he asked. "Why would you think that?" I asked unconvinced he knew anything. Seth looked at me "You have been inseparable growing up and these last few weeks have seemed different". I sat back in the sofa "We are just living different lives" I replied lying through my teeth. Seth patted my knee "Not so different really, I have always known underneath there was more to Brad" he said. I sat forward and looked at him "I don't know what you mean" I replied raising an eyebrow. Seth smiled "I know how you feel about him Tom, but when your ready you can talk to me about it". Seth stood and left the room leaving me somewhat stunned and confused. I had dinner alone and later that evening I spent half an hour chatting with Mike and Sean during his break. The room was empty and felt cold without Brad's warmth in the air, I picked up my phone about to text him as I wanted to know where he was, well really to find out if he was with Melinda. Bad idea I thought and just snuggled down and slept. Brad returned and knew I was home choosing to sleep in the lounge, I had no idea he had come home and he also left early for work before I woke up. I had cleared the way for the weekend about having my 3 friends to stay. My mother was a little disappointed that I didn't want anything more flamboyant for my 21st, I relented about all of us going to dinner on Saturday in town when I would rather have had a quiet dinner at home with family and chosen friends. By lunchtime Sean confirmed he would free the entire weekend and was coming down with Mike and Steve on Friday afternoon. Being only Monday I had to get through the week. I picked up my journal and packed some fruit and water then jogged down to the Medina river for some exercise. My head was running through the conversation with Mike about getting me an interview, giving me food for thought and was considering his offer. After all it would be a job to fill in until I got the career in media that I had studied for. Thankfully the sun was out, laying on my stomach I pulled my journal out and wrote about the weekend in sketchy detail since I knew Brad had taken to reading it behind my back. There was no point in hiding it any more I decided. I wrote about Chad and my lucky escape as Mike called it. I was so wrapped up and chuckling about some bits that I looked over to have a conversation with Brad before I realised he wasn't there. I closed the journal feeling a little down hearted, truthfully I missed Brad more than I realised. I stood up and walked over to the stream bare foot and dipped my feet in to the cool water bubbling over the pebbles, the sound filling the air had a very serene and calming affect on me. I sat down on the bank with my feet in the water just looking at the scenery and contemplating many things. Mike was certainly right that I could have the pick of men, I just needed to root out the bad ones and find me a good one to keep as it looked like Brad and I would never really happen. I smiled to myself recalling the evening in the nightclub where I didn't go short of attention, but in fairness no one had really caught my attention like Brad could. I laid back annoyed with myself thinking they had to be like Brad. Wandering in to the bedroom Brad had come home early from work on the off chance he saw my things on the bed he quickly rifled through trying to find the journal before he noticed my ruck sack was missing. He sat on my bed and picked up the shirt gazing off in to the distance before finally standing and putting on shorts and t-shirt. Brad needed time to think so he left on foot heading along the dirt road to the river. The heat was building so I laid down on my stomach with my head close to the water bracing myself for what was about hit my face. Closing my eyes I dipped my face in the water and pulled up sharply laughing at how cold the water was, down I went again rolling over with laughter then back on to my stomach. It was cooling me off so down I went again and managed to hold it a little longer, when my head surfaced again I looked at my reflection in the water mesmerised I was oblivious to Brad approaching. "What the hell are you doing?" Brad shouted across to me sounding angry but concerned. I jumped up scared out my skin "Fuck you idiot" I replied turning to see his worried look. Brad walked towards me "I thought you were..." he started saying before I cut him off. "Thought I was doing what?" I asked anxiously. "You had me worried, what you wrote in the journal" Brad said getting nearer to me. I took a step back "I knew you had read it again" I said annoyed at him. "I'm sorry, I needed to understand you" Brad said stopping me in my tracks. "I have decided to move to Dallas" I said to him. Brad shook his head "Fuck I have been so worried about you, I am going to free myself from all of this" he said. reciting my words from the journal. I looked at him "Oh, god no I wasn't going to do anything stupid just move away" I said. "Because of me?" he asked his expression changing "Do you hate me that much?". I shook my head "No, you know that isn't true" I said. Brad looked at me then stepped forward quickly putting his arms around me hugging me tight "What if it is you I need?". I tried to make sense of what he said "Don't do this Brad" I said getting upset. Brad looked intently at me "Are your feelings for me here" he tapped my chest where my heart is. I nodded "You have read enough about my feelings, I just can't stop how I feel, that's why I have to go". Brad shook his head "Then no, I won't let you leave Tommy" he said. "It's not easy now things have changed. It is hard living like this, you can't stop me leaving" I said. "Is that what you think?" Brad said tightening his arms around me. Suddenly his face was very close to mine and I could feel his breath on my neck "Your not leaving" he said. Brad pulled me close his lips brushed lightly over mine then firmly he pressed his lips against mine kissing me twice before teasing them apart and kissing me properly. He caught me by surprise and I couldn't tell if he was being serious, I mean I was kissing my step-brother, but not just kissing we were locked together at the mouth and it just kept going on. This kiss, this single moment by the Medina river became the defining change in both our lives. It felt so right but deeply wrong on so many levels, neither of us cared as we held each other, bonded as one in a very real intimate level, it was a bond far more than lovers could share. To me I suppose it was when I finally began to understand how and what real love felt, he was tender and very sensual with me, gradually our hands roamed over each others body. Sinking to our knees and we fell on the grass still locked together as if making up for so much lost time. Brad stopped kissing and looked at me "You do know how perverse this is?" he said looking intently at me. I found a new confidence building inside me "Yes but I don't care" I replied. "There is no going back if we do this" he said looking me in the eye again. I faltered for a moment "Isn't this wrong if your straight?" I asked him. Brad kissed me again "Tommy are you really that bad at being gay" he chuckled "I have just kissed you". I smiled "Take a look at my life, that is how bad I am" I said looking at him "So what are you?". "I don't know Tommy, but I know you mean so much to me, I love you in a way I can never love a woman" he replied. I leaned in an kissed him to test his true resilience, willingly he accepted my kiss, my hand held his back and the feeling of his body pressed up against mine was intoxicating, tasting and feeling Brad I had never felt so alive. Fathoming Brad out at times was not easy, I guessed that what he tried to express was that underneath he was gay but never had the braveness to be open about it or even act on it. He would confess to me sometime after how brave he thought I was facing it head on like I had at such a young age and embraced it although with some reservation when it came to men. Brad hugged me when we stopped kissing "Just be patient with me" he said. I pushed him away to look at him "I thought you said" I stopped totally confused now. "I mean.. I can't explain it Tommy only I don't want to end up driving you away" Brad said letting me go. I sat up full of turmoil "Did you mean what you just said?" I asked looking at him. "Yes, I know inside I am gay but fought and supressed it for so long it's not there yet" he said trying to explain. I looked at him "This is so fucked up" I said shaking my head. Brad held my hand "I want to be totally sure and not mess us both up if things don't work out" he said. I nodded knowing he was thinking clearly "Yes, I can see what you mean" I replied squeezing his hand. Brad smiled at me and stood up "We should get back to the ranch" he said holding out his hand to me. I took his hand and effortlessly he pulled me up "I am serious about us" he said looking me in the eye. It was the first time I felt that brad was being very honest with me about his feelings, he had obviously thought about it and wanted to go cautiously in to the unknown. I would never push Brad to do anything until I was sure he was confident in himself, after all going from a straight jock that banged pussy like it was a game of skittles to a gay jock was a big step in my eyes. We walked back to Medina slowly holding hands, it was sort of romantic on my half as I couldn't have asked for anything more but I understood he was fighting his own demons. We arrived back in time for dinner and quickly washed and changed our clothes. Seth looked up at us both smiling at the sight of us talking and annoying each other as we had for years but in a brotherly love way. I completely forgot about the weekend coming up and Brad was excited that Mike and Steve were coming to stay. He was a little less comfortable when I mentioned Sean, more so because he didn't know him but that was going change on Friday when he met him in person. Brad undressed for bed as usual totally naked only this time I was not sneaking glances but looking at him dead on as I undressed. Brad went in to the bathroom to clean his teeth and I waited for my turn, strangely it was quiet we had said nothing to each other since being back in the bedroom so I was unsure what to expect. I put my tooth brush pack in the holder and looked in the mirror, was I having second thoughts? Briefly it flickered through my head but my heart told me he was the one I had always wanted and desired, give me 100 Eddie's but I would always choose Brad no question. 'Where are you going' he asked as I walked towards my bed, I turned to see him pull the sheets back on the empty side of his bed. I didn't need telling or asking and just walked straight over and climbed in next to him, his arms quickly wrapping around me. I played it down and let him lead the way as he cuddled and held me tightly, I was under no illusion that sex would be taking place, still it felt good as if it was where I was meant to be. Slowly he kissed my neck, the desire in Brad was evident as he quickly sought my mouth kissing me deep. His hand slowly roamed down my back feeling my ass, he held his hand there and we stayed locked together kissing for quite a long time. So long that we both drifted off our mouths only millimetres apart. Strange erotic flashes in my head, vivid dreams appearing in colour briefly, over and over. I was underneath Brad clawing his back screaming at him to fuck me harder and harder, the smile on his face contorted with his mad ass wrecking thrusts like he was trying to break me in half from expressing his love and passion, fading out the dream replayed again. There was something wild and animalistic about the dream replaying, would it ever get to the end or keep fading out. Another round played over this time his hands holding my chest down on the bed, hammering at me 'come for me you fucking bitch' he screamed in my head I was looking down on myself 'fuck yes' my eyes closed arms flaying around as the cum shot out of my cock with such force I thought it was going to bore a hole in the wall, instead it seemed to disappear in thin air. I could feel the warm sticky mess trickling and sat bolt upright gasping "You alright Tom?" Brad asked sitting up. I was sweating and panting "Dream" I managed to say pulling the sheet off me. Brad looked and laughed hysterically laying back down "I didn't even touch you". I laughed seeing the funny side of it and climbed out of bed "Lick it up" I said to Brad giggling. He looked at me holding in his laugh "Fuck no" he said and turned over. I went in to the bathroom and turned on the shower to wash the mess away giggling to myself all the time even as I was drying myself I still found it funny having such an erotic wet dream. I never noticed Brad stood there looking at me until he walked up behind me and kissed my neck 'come back to bed' he said taking the towel and throwing it on the floor and leading me back to bed. I quickly fell asleep with Brad's hand gently making circling motions over my chest. When I stirred in the morning I realised Brad was out of bed and showering, of course he had work, I thought today I could help the ranch hands out and earn some money. It was only then I realised the money in my account and I needed to get most of it moved in to a savings account so that was my task for the day sorted. I got up and grabbed my workout clothes as I needed to hit the gym just as Brad came out of the bathroom naked as usual. "You got to stop doing that" I said to him looking up and smiling. Brad walked towards me "Why does it turn you on, does it make you want me even more?" he asked pulling me up. "Very funny" I replied running my hand down his chest watching him smile. He kissed me and got dressed "I will get up earlier tomorrow, we can work out together" he said. He kissed me again and headed off to work with Seth and I hit the gym for a couple of hours. Showered and dressed I drove in to Medina to sort out the savings account, you know the type with a higher interest rate so my money could earn money. Walking in to the bank was something I never really did, surprised how busy it was I joined the queue and busied myself on my phone to pass the time. One clerk in particular caught my attention and I didn't recognise him at first as I was captivated by his stunning looks and beautiful smile that he would flash when dealing with customers. The closer I got his desk came empty and I made my way over to him. Sat opposite him he looked familiar but I couldn't fathom out why at first then it clicked, Joshua one of the guys from my class, he had really changed since high school. "Tom, wow can't believe it is you, the famous Tom" He said greeting me warmly. I smiled "Joshua been a long time, and just exactly why am I famous?" I asked thinking that he wouldn't know. Joshua offered me a seat "I follow you on twitter, didn't realise you were back in Medina" he said. "Oh you do?" I looked surprised and chuckled as the thought crossed my mind if he was gay. He seemed to go all embarrassed and quickly asked "What can I do for you Tom?" going all business like. We spent half an hour sorting out my savings account and transferring all but $10k in to it. Josh couldn't believe how much money I had earnt from a short stint at modelling but even more so couldn't fathom why I would give up such a well paid job. "You turn 21 this weekend" Joshua said noticing my date of birth "I am 21 next week" he smiled. "I never realised we both had birthdays so close" I replied. He chuckled "Well you and your step-brother were always so close you never had time for anyone else at school" he replied. I sat stunned for a moment "God was I really that bad at school" I laughed. "All done" Joshua said handing me the details of my new account. I checked over them and smiled "Thanks, we really should catch up" I said feeling a little guilty. "I get off in 15 minutes do you want to meet for coffee?" he asked quietly. "Yes, yes I would love that, meet you at the diner" I replied shaking hands with him and leaving. Walking outside the bank I wandered along the row of shops slowly heading to the diner, popping in a few of them to browse around just like I use to when at school. Remembering Joshua at school he had a mess of hair and seemed to have acne breakouts but that all seemed to have cleared up, just goes to show how closed off I was at school. His dark hair was short and neatly trimmed along with his pale brown eyes. Body wise he was average and could get lost in a crowd discreetly except for his looks, he had grown in to his looks and was for all parts stunning, I remembered he hated sports and always got out of it and would rather sit with his face in a book studying. I noticed he stood my height as I entered the diner just ahead of him. We got a booth in a quiet part away from anyone else and ordered coffee. We chatted for half an hour fondly dissecting all the kids in our class and where they were now, he seemed to know a lot more of what they were up to now. He then turned the subject to Brad and telling me how he would come in to the bank every week and was always chatty with him. "I'm sorry Tom I have to get back to work" Joshua said "it's been great catching up with you". Smiling I stood up "I'm sorry for not being more of a friend at school" I said ashamed of myself. Joshua stood "Well maybe we can meet up, you need to tell me all about your modelling" he smiled. I looked at him for a moment "Come to the ranch on Saturday I have a few friends coming over for my birthday". "Really?" Joshua said surprised "Oh, well I guess I can come over late afternoon if your sure". "God yes, we can toast your upcoming birthday as well" I said giving him my mobile number. We parted at the door and shook hands and I watched him walk back to bank imaging how nice it would be to have sex with him. It then dawned on me that he would probably be the only straight person there amongst my little group. Second guessing that maybe it was not such a good idea, oh well I thought it's done and he would probably not come as it had been so long, I unlocked my car and drove back to the ranch. The rest of the day I spent researching jobs in media but was getting more and more depressed, all of them wanted experience. I sent out an application to a couple near Dallas to get a feel for the ground. I decided to go to the gym again and then swim, Brad came home as I was in the pool and stood at the door to our room watching me quietly. I had no idea how long he had standing there but I lit up when I saw him, he smirked at me and told me dinner was nearly ready. Climbing out of the pool and wrapping a towel around me Brad followed me inside and pulled me to him. Hi pinned my arms against my side and leaned forward trying not to get wet, he kissed me softly gradually applying more pressure until he slipped his tongue past my lips and into my mouth kissing me deeper. His kissing always started out like a test as if he was being cautious or just unsure. "Dinners ready you..." My mother stood there looking shocked at the scene before her. Quickly Brad pulled away going bright red in the face "Sorry I should have knocked" she said rushing out. I was stumped and horrified turning to look at Brad "Ooops" I said which seemed fittingly for the moment. "Fuck" Brad said "I guess dinner is going to be weird, you go I have lost my appetite" he said to me. I grabbed his arm "No way, I am not doing this alone, together or not at all" I said having had enough of the game. Brad looked at me silently for a moment "I don't know if I am ready" he said biting his finger. I hugged him "I think it is to late for that Brad" I said smelling the scent of him as I held him. He breathed a shaky heavy breath against my neck "And if it goes badly?" he asked nervously. I looked at him "I know it is not easy Brad, it's a big step but if you want me we have to do it". Brad nodded "Are you sure about me?" he asked summoning up some courage. "Only if you are absolutely sure and serious about me not leaving" I replied. Brad ran his hands over his face slowly "Fuck it, get changed" he said and kissed me again. Julia walked in to the family room "Where are they?" Seth asked looking up from the table "What's wrong?". Julia sat down and in a quiet voice "They were kissing Seth, I mean kissing" she emphasised. Seth patted her arm "We knew something had to give with them, they were ruining each other" he said calmly. "I know but it is seeing it, I wasn't really prepared to see it happening" she said shaking her head. Seth kissed her "I admit it's not ideal, you can't stop what they are feeling" he said the voice of reasoning. She looked at him lowering her voice more "Why doesn't it bother you?". Seth smiled "Sort of knew, come on you saw how Brad was when Tom left, the writing has been on the wall" he said. Julia sighed shaking her head again "What if it goes horribly wrong, people will talk as well" she said. "I don't care what anyone thinks it's not illegal and it is not their business" Seth said assuring her. It was a mess I will give you that, I didn't think we would get caught like that, my mind kept going back to the chat I had with Seth that night. I now began to realise that Seth knew something was boiling and it was no bunny rabbit, all the things he had said to me now made sense. Changed and ready I saw Brad biting his finger nervously and did something so bizarre, I grabbed his finger and put it in my mouth causing Brad to giggle. He looked at me "I suppose I can stop doing that now" he said. I gave him his finger back "I know you do it when you are nervous or upset" I replied holding his hand. Brad smiled and shook his head "There's no keeping secrets from you is there". "Secrets" I smiled "Come on let's get this over with" I said dragging him by the hand to dinner. "There you are" Seth said as we appeared at the door as if nothing was going on. Brad sat down at the table and looked at my mother and his father "Sorry" he started but my mother cut him off. "Let's eat" she said doing her best to act normally, I burst out in a nervous laugh as Maria served dinner to us. Brad was pretty quiet during dinner and answering questions in monosyllables, picking at his dinner he kept glancing at my mother looking for some response but she was avoiding any talk about what she had seen. Seth caught my gaze and smiled at me. "Have you decided what your doing for your birthday Tom?" Seth asked me. I looked up "Well if it's nice might take the guys to the river for a picnic" I replied seeing my mother nodding. "Is that it?" Seth replied "I mean you don't want anything else, big party?" he suggested. Shaking my head "No that's the last thing I want, oh I did invite Joshua, he works in the bank" I said. "Oh yes, he came here once for your birthday" my mother said looking at me "such a nice young man now". I saw Brad smirk when I mentioned his name "Do you know him Brad?" I asked knowing he did. "Yes" he replied "I see him when I do the banking, we always have a little chat, always asking after Tom" he said joining the conversation. "Would you mind if Joshua stayed over Saturday and joined the birthday dinner?" I asked looking at them. "Of course he can" my mother replied "we just let Maria know what you want for dinner" I nodded and smiled. "What is the matter with you Brad?" Seth asked after having enough of his mute state. He looked up a little shocked "Oh nothing" he replied looking back at his plate. "Are you worried what we think?" Seth asked looking at both of us. Quickly glancing at Brad I could see the fright in his eyes like he had been caught red handed with his hands in my underwear, the look was not dissimilar to that when we had just been caught kissing. Strange but the air around the table was not of dissent but more of a just tell us kind of feeling. I could feel my mother's gaze on me waiting, it was not as bad for me since I had been open about my sexuality with them from 15. It was Brad I felt concerned for as it would be a huge step and one from which he could not back step from easily once he opened up. I held Brad's hand "Well I suppose you have guessed something is going on" I said feeling Brad squeeze my hand. My mother looked at us "Are you in love with each other?" she asked out of the blue taking us by surprise. Brad looked at me and nodded, Seth chuckled "Good, I'm gad that's out in the open now" he said. So nothing is ever that easy and whilst Brad had pretty much revealed his feelings to me we still had a way to go. One thing for sure he certainly relaxed more and was no longer afraid of showing affection towards me around the ranch. We spent the rest of the evening in our bedroom, Brad was still somewhat taken back by the evenings events so we laid in bed together and I read to him for over an hour. Only this time Brad would caress my chest as I read, my arm around his shoulder and his head resting against my chest it was to coin a phrase total perfection. These kind of evenings were what we enjoyed most, the two of us just relaxing. When I turned the light off and huddled down in the bed, his arms slipped around me and we would kiss for ages until we both felt the sleepiness washing over us. This was how our week panned out and on Thursday Joshua sent me a text confirming he would like to come and that he would be here at midday on Saturday. Mother was pestering me about the sleeping arrangements, I knew that Mike and Steve would share a bed, but Sean and Joshua we decided to put in the lounge next to our bedroom since it had two comfy sofas that were ample in size to use as beds. I kept a beady eye on the weather forecast and it was looking good, Saturday might peak at 35c and then some storms in the evening but for the day it looked good. Friday morning I was rinsing my hair in the shower after a hefty work out in the gym with Brad and Seth. Brad was getting his work clothes out of the closet and undressing, he was quiet and I jumped feeling his hands wrap around me as he got in the shower with me. He kissed my neck "Do you remember the last time we shared this shower?" he asked placing small kisses on my neck. I had to think then nodded "Oh, yes I do, but it was cold water that night" I replied as he squeezed me tighter. "Thank you so much for loving and looking after me" Brad said turning me around. Every time I looked he took my breath away "You will be late for work" I said as his faced move closer to mine. The way he kissed me in the shower was unlike any other kiss, it usually started off with several small kisses before he would go full on. But today his mouth parted immediately with no hesitation, my mouth was ready to receive him and our tongues met as his lips closed in pressing firmly against mine. We stood there with the warm water cascading over our bodies enhancing the sensation we both felt as we shared one of the best loving kisses. My heart was pounding from desire, baby steps I reminded myself, although today was a big leap in the way he was reacting to me and feeling my body as we kissed. I pushed him off 'Shower, work' I reminded him leaving him under the shower receiving a gentle slap on the ass from him. The only thing on my mind at the moment was the thought of me sitting there beating off to him showering, I shook my head giggling and wondering if I was becoming an over horned up sex maniac. Anyway I did, not beat off you understand, I sat on the floor drying my self watching my muscle jock, yeah he wasn't as built like Eddie, instead he was beautifully formed and I could understand why all the girls from high school swooned over him. I was so in love with him, no one ever had or would ever take my breath away like he did and would do so in my life. I walked with him to the garage and kissed him goodbye and walked outside as he drove off with Seth. My mother had already left for work so was alone with Maria the housekeeper. I watched the SUV disappear and looked around at the expanse of land and how the sunlight danced across the fields towards the trees hiding the Medina river underneath. This place, the place I never thought I would be happy living at looked to be the most wonderful place on earth right now. It was like magic prevailed and Medina had cast a spell that washed over me like a warming gentle breeze, I felt more a part of Medina than I ever had...

Part 7 - Three In A Bed I froze feeling a hand caressing my ass but strangely I felt a little slutty letting him doing it. You could say I was beginning to feel part of the gay world, being in this nightclub just made you feel sexy and wanting to engage with numerous men. Then there was the part of me that was still guarded but also enjoying the attention my ass was getting from this stranger. It was the element of surprise that kept me from turning instantly to see who my fondler was, secretly I was hoping to be amazed. Tempted by playing it cool and impressing myself as I focused on Mike's drink as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening to me. They had moved closer as I could now feel the warm air of his breath dancing on the nape of my neck making the hairs stand on end. "Such a perfect ass you have. Haven't seen you here before" came a very sure and confident voice. I stayed perfectly still only raising my head not even looking at him "My first time here" I replied. His hand ran up the side of my body "You very fit, first time here eh?" he said pulling my body turning me around. His body was smooth and his muscles were almost like Eddie's "Just having a night out with a friend" I said. "Your are even sexier looking close up" he said dazzling me the sexiest smile I had ever seen. I smiled embarrassingly almost swooning at this hunk "Am I?" I questioned him unsure what to really say. His hand caressed my face and I made no attempt to stop him "Hell your sexy, your eyes are amazing" he said. I looked at him "Is that why you was looking at me from the dance floor?" I asked. "Maybe, or were you looking at me?" he replied catching me out as we both smiled. He leaned forward and kissed me attempting to push his tongue in a get a full taste of me "Woah" I stopped him. "Sorry, I couldn't resist" he said "Names Chad" his hand rubbing my arm slowly. I almost giggled at my precarious situation "Tom, I'm Tom" I replied trying to sorting myself out. It was the way he nodded then moved his head closer to me "Nice to meet you Tom" he said so seductively. Oh he was good, so good in fact I threw down my guard, I was a sucker for eyes and he had the most beautiful blue eyes. He kissed me on the lips then hardly moving his face away he brushed his lips over mine so delicately, his hand guided mine down to his cock forcing me to feel it and how hard he was. Intuitively my lips responded to his gentle brushing and I allowed him to close in and kiss me properly, once, then again and my mouth opened a little and he slipped his tongue in briefly almost as if he was tasting to see if he liked. The third time my mouth still slightly open and again he slipped his tongue in and touched mine lingering and caressing it. His free hand went behind my neck and held me kissing me deeper. I didn't protest or try to escape and just allowed him to work me for a minute until he stopped kissing me and smiled at me nodding in an appreciative way. I could see the looks other guys were throwing in our direction but I didn't care. Slowly his hand was replaced by his arm around my neck and the other around my back. I was his and he knew it, right from the look across the floor when our eyes met he sensed I would be an easy catch. Looking around he seemed to wipe his mouth or lick his finger I couldn't be sure, what I did see was everything he did looked sexual. He leaned in an unceremoniously kissed me harder forcing my lips wider apart, he tongue darted in to my mouth feeling like I was about to swallow it he was so deep tasting every inch of my mouth. My hands worked up along his body and across his arms having a cheeky feel of his muscles and finally coming to rest around his back. He was assertive and confident in his manner all the time kissing me until he broke free and kissed my neck. "Shall we get out of here I live just around the corner" he said looking at me. My head was already out of the door and in bed with him "Yes, oh but I have to let my friend know" I said. My lips felt like they were tingling slightly and a mildly bitter taste was hanging around on my tongue and the sides of my mouth. I didn't know what to make of this or have to time to dwell before he returned to kissing me slowly, erotically he rubbed his cock up against mine then grinding it harder up against me. I knew he had one thing on his mind and that thing is what I was now after. I suddenly needed him badly, his actions were causing me to step back and I was moving out of my safe space at the bar slowly being guided away without me realising. I was so hooked on him, attached at the mouth, my feet voluntarily shuffling towards to the end of the bar from his welcome advances. "Tom!!" Mike called to me, I heard my name but failed to register it was me being called. I felt my body being tugged and I looked seeing Mike's concerned face breaking free from Chad's kissing. "Fuck off Chad" Mike said, he knew his name, I suddenly came out of my transient sexual state. I stumbled against the end of the bar giggling "Chad and I are off to fuck" I said to Mike. "Mikey mind your own business" Chad said returning his focus back on to me. Chad went to kiss me but Mike pulled me away "Leave him alone" he said quickly looking at my dazed state. Chad looked at Mike "Or what Mikey?" he said confronting him. Mike faced up to him "What the fuck did you give him?" he asked angrily pushing Chad. I giggled trying to shake the fuzziness out of my head "His tongue" I replied and laughed. "I know what your doing " Mike said to Chad "Clear off or I will get security". "Fuck you" Chad said and walked back over to the dance floor, Mike saw me rubbing my lip. Mike but his arm around my shoulder "Lucky escape Tom, trust me" he said. "What did he do my lips feel funny?" I asked looking at Mike smiling. Mike shook his head "He puts drugs under his tongue before kissing and passes it to you without you knowing". Mike got me a bottle of water and made me drink it all quickly and then another, we sat down at the bar and slowly the fuzziness began dissipating from inside my head. My lips returning to normal figuring that he hadn't managed to pass to much of whatever drug he had in to my mouth. "Fuck I have a lot to learn" I said lowering my head in to my hands. Mike nodded "Shall we call it a night?" he asked. "Yes but one more thing" I said holding my phone up "Do you want to be seen by 400k people?". Mike chuckled "Do you though, want to be seen with me, they may talk?" he replied looking at me. I shrugged my shoulders and took a selfie realising that if anyone knew this place then my sexuality would probably be blown open wide, Mike looked at the photo 'I love it' he kissed me on the cheek. I typed the tweet 'Friday night with bestie, love you all', Mike laughed and called me cheesy but I posted it anyway. We both turned and leaned on the bar Mike counting the number of likes and responses flooding in. The screen of his mobile phone flashed with the tweet and Marcus picked it up and laughed out loud interrupting Jacob and Eddie from their conversation and showing them the picture. "Looks like Tom is doing more than okay" Marcus said to Eddie and Jacob. James looked at the picture "So nice seeing normal photos of him" he smirked at Eddie. Jacob smiled "Who is the cutie he is with does it say?". Marcus shook his head "No just says he out with his bestie and it looks like a gay club". Eddie chuckled "That is Mike he came with Brad to rescue him from Eric" looking at photo with a tinge of sadness. James rubbed Eddie's head "You miss him don't you?" he asked. Eddie nodded "You know he brought a sense of normality to life in LA". "I will drink to that" Jacob said raising his glass "The Model Called Tom and his morals of normality". Marcus pressed the like button and I saw it flash up briefly. The battery on my phone died after 90k likes and still going up, quite a lot of tweets came in asking for Mike to be their bestie as well. But I was shattered and so was Mike so we did eventually call it a night at 10pm, I know, call me a lightweight but being on the scene for the first time in this way was more than I could cope with. Brad read the last entry I made today, he read and re-read the last sentence I wrote 'I am going to free myself from all of this once and for all' panic struck through him as he fumbled around with his phone. We stopped at a diners not far from Mike's apartment and sat down to order coffee and pie and scrounging a charger from the cute waiter to bring my phone back to life. I had several missed calls and texts from Brad, each one asking where I was and was I okay. He must have stopped calling after seeing my messages had been read as he didn't call now my phone was charging up. Mike looked at me "Your going to have to talk to him eventually" he said nodding at my phone. "Only when it suits him it would appear" I replied as it started vibrating again. Mike's phone pinged he looked at the message "Brad has asked if I am with you" he said looking over at me. "Strange, he needs to know if your safe" Mike looked a little puzzled reading his text aloud. I was busy watching the cute waiter "What oh, yeah, tell him I am fine" I said as Mike typed away. "So what are you going to do Tom?" Mike finally asked "I mean this situation". I laughed "Situation" I said looking at him "I don't know maybe move here a get a job" I replied. Mike smiled "Well there is always a room here for you if you need it" he offered. "Thanks, I may take you up on that whilst searching for a job" I said watching the waiter pour our coffee. Mike watched the waiter walk away "Cute isn't he?". I chuckled "Very" watching him bringing our pie over "Thanks Sean" I said looking at his name tag. Sean blushed a little and looked me in the eye "Your welcome" he replied making eye contact with us both. "See you could have almost anyone, gay straight, bi. They all like you Tom" Mike said then burst out laughing. I smiled and shook my head "Maybe, but fuck can I pick the dangerous ones" I replied. Mike held my hand across the table "Right situation, right time, you will find the one". I laughed "Yeah but it's an employer I need to impress most" I said bringing our chat back to earth. Mike leaned forward "I can get you an interview for a flight attendants job" he said. "You can?" I replied "well it's an option I guess, thanks" I said tucking in to the pie as I was hungry. "Do you think he is?" Mike asked nodding over to Sean "I mean sometimes I think he wants to talk to me when I come in here". I waved my fork precariously in the air "What gay?" I asked as Mike hushed me as I said it pretty loudly. Fortunately no one was paying attention to us except Sean, as hungry as I was my eye kept wandering over to him. He was obviously quite young but old enough to work since it was so late. He was attractive in a funny youthful way his brown hair flopped over his face and his brown eyes were big pools of deep desire. His face really seemed to fit his stature standing at just under six feet, and easily you could make out he packed some punch looking at the shape of his arms under his shirt. But he had a bulge that showed magnificent potential through the waiters apron he was wearing, but what struck the most was the kind of rough edginess about him. You knew he was a good waiter but could only wonder if he was an animal in bed. We ordered another cup of coffee from Sean, I was feeling a lot better but peeing like crazy after all the water I drank in the club. Sean poured my coffee "You guys had a good evening out?" he asked nervously looking at me. "It was okay" I replied seeing Mike transfixed of Sean "Nothing special, must suck working on a Friday night". "Kind of but it is a job" Sean replied pouring Mike's coffee and clearly looking at him. Mike was watching his hand on the coffee pot "What time do you get off?" he asked. Sean displayed a sexually wicked grin "My shift is over in 30" he replied "been a long shift I can tell you". Mike was right it was as if Sean was desperate to talk to us "You heading out after work?" I asked. Sean smiled at me and shook his head "What and blow my wages, no" he replied giggling. Mike chuckled "You don't look old enough to be drinking age" he said attempting to get Sean's age. He laughed "I'm nearly 19, old enough for most things but not drink" Sean replied emphasising the word most. Mike chuckled "How nearly is nearly" he asked "I mean your over 18 right?" Sean laughed again "Yes 18 and 11 months, so you know..." he tapered off "Sorry back to work, enjoy". He seemed a little timid but very definitely gay and just like me he was unsure how to go about it. Mike looked at me and I suggested we take him out for a coffee, Mike laughed telling me how crazy I was pointing to the coffee cups on the table. Okay so it was a dumb idea since we were already drinking coffee. We drank our coffee slowly chatting away and laughing at the tweets still coming in. We could see Sean getting ready to finish his shift and preparing the checks for his tables, noticeably he left ours until last, there had been several glances and smiles between the three of us as he would wander past trying see what we were so engrossed about on my phone. Sean placed the check down "Thanks guys, my shift is over" he said loitering for a moment then turned. "Sean" Mike said waiting for him to turn "do you fancy hanging out with us this evening?" he asked. Sean glanced around the diner "What do you mean hang out with you?" he questioned. I put some money on the table "Chat, walk, whatever you fancy" I replied knowing we had no plan what to do. Sean spoke quietly "Don't try anything, I come from a rough neighbourhood and can take care of myself". I chuckled as it wasn't a threat just a kind warning "Did anyone sat here offer you sex?" Mike replied. A shocked look flew across his face "Oh, sorry I just don't want you to think that I..." he started saying. "You know what we don't need any trouble so let's forget about it" I said standing up. Sean now looked at Mike "Can I meet you outside in 10?" he said nervously. We both nodded and he walked off "Hanging out with us, that is so lame" I said laughing to Mike. Mike chuckled "Fuck if I knew what to say" he stood putting down a generous tip. We waited by the car and Sean appeared "Hey, my parents are okay said I was out with friends". He was still nervous "What shall we do?" Mike asked looking at us both and Sean shrugged his shoulders. "Shall we go back to yours Mike and chat, I'm still hungry" I said and Mike nodded. Sean smiled "There is a deli round the corner I'm hungry as well" he said. Sean got in the back seat and we headed to the deli that was 100 meters down the road, Mike also knew this place since he shopped here often. You two stay here and I will get some bites he said getting out of the car. Sean watched him go inside "Sorry about earlier I mean I get hit on all the time by drunk gays" he said. I turned to face him "Oh right, I guess you would being so close to gay area here" I said understanding. Sean nodded "I have had some pretty awful experiences" he said looking out towards the deli. "Me to, actually I had one tonight" I said looking seriously at him "Mike lives around the corner you ok with that?". Sean looked and smiled "Yeah, but do you think we can talk, I mean I have not been able to talk to anyone about this" he said. I nodded to him "I completely understand Sean and we can share stories if you like". He seemed to relax "I don't have any gay friends, you know growing up in a rough area" he said. "Well I hope you like us and we can be your first two gay friends" I replied watching Mike in the deli. "So" Sean hesitated "so are you and he a couple?" he asked timidly. I chuckled "No, friends, I wouldn't say no though he is quite charming. That is between us!" I said looking at him. Sean laughed "Our first secret" he said as Mike returned to the car putting the bad in the back seat. Mike looked at us both giggling and just said he didn't want to know shaking his head, he got in to the drivers seat for the short drive to his apartment block. Sean walked in to the apartment behind us both slightly nervous but seemed to feel more comfortable when he saw that we were both pretty ordinary guys as we took our trainers off and threw them in the corner of the room so he did the same. Mike set the food up on the table in the kitchen dining room as Sean and I sat in the lounge chatting away about the area mostly and he opened up a little telling me about how hard his life is with his family and how much he was working to get out of the neighbourhood and make a better life for himself. Okay I am big softy at heart and I kind of felt for him but also admired his courage and determination to work himself into a better life. We joined Mike at the dining table and Sean got stuck along with me, the pie was nice but didn't hit the spot so having a midnight snack was pretty awesome and the first time I had even done this. Mike was nibbling holding my phone reading all the tweets and giggling every now and then. "Does he always do this?" Sean asked me nodding at Mike. "No he is just infatuated by a social media page I am involved in" I replied not giving anything away. Sean screwed his face up eating an olive "Yuk, that's gross" he laughed but swallowed it nevertheless. "What's gross?" Mike suddenly looked up as if he had suddenly realised we were there. I smiled at Sean "Nothing go back to ignoring us" I said to him and he head went straight back to the phone. "No way, no way" he suddenly cried out "someone wants to hire you in the UK" he said handing me the phone to see. Sean looked over confused "Oh, your an escort?" he asked looking a little surprised. Mike and I laughed hard "No absolutely not" I managed to say "I did some modelling that's all". "Wow really how exciting" Sean replied. Mike rolled his eyes "Some modelling, he is so modest Sean. He is actually really good, show him" he told me. I handed the phone over "Seriously" Sean said looking at the pictures "Wow you are hot as hell". I blushed a little and waved my hand in the air as if it was nothing "Thanks. Your pretty hot yourself" I said. Sean nervously smiled "Do you think so or are you just being nice" he replied looking at me. I shook my head "No, really you are. If I met you on a date we would totally be doing it with you right now" I laughed. Sean laughed "Yeah I could see that" he replied "I would do him definitely" he said nodding towards Mike. Mike looked up musing it over "I have a boyfriend" he said "but were not exclusive just yet" he winked at Sean. Conversation moved more towards my modelling at Sean was very interested to find out more about me, we moved in to the lounge and drank some sodas. During this time I opened up to him about the Chad and my lucky escape, Sean sat there opened mouthed after I mentioned his name. He told me he had met him at the diner and saw him drop something in a guys drink when he went to the washroom but didn't think anything of it. Sean told us about his close encounter with Chad a few weeks after and confided in us that he had beaten a guy up who came on two heavily waving his dick in the air demanding he bend over and take it like a pussy boy. It became evident that Sean was a complex person, he still had his street vibe going through him but there was also a sensual side where he needed to explore his sexuality more, something that was completely taboo where he lived and it remained hidden within himself. He wiped his eyes as the emotions poured out finally being able to talk to people without judgement or retaliation. It was already 3am and we had sat there talking for several hours, a lot of laughter and tears as the three of us really bonded together. "We should get some sleep" Mike suggested looking at his watch "You want to stay over Sean?" he asked. Sean looked at us both "You don't mind?" he replied. "Not at all" Mike said "I only have 2 bedrooms so it would be the couch" he said. Sean stood "So I have never asked this before" he paused "can we sleep together, you know the three of us?". Mike looked at me "This is awkward" he chuckled "we have never slept together" he said honestly. "Oh right" Sean said looking as if he wanted to run feeling a fool. I looked at Mike and Sean "What the hell lets do it" I brazenly said seeing a surprised look on Mike's face. "You will have to sleep in the middle Sean" Mike said waiting to see if it was to much for him. Sean nodded and the three of us went in to Mike's room. Sean and I stood facing each other, I raised my hand and began unbuttoning his shirt. He reached up to do mine and I could see his hand was trembling. I looked at him "Relax Sean, nothing is going to happen unless you want it to" I assured him. The way he looked at me then he glanced at Mike who was nearly naked must have brought him over the edge, he pulled me forward and sunk his lips hard on to mine. It he might not be experienced but he knew how to kiss, he had my mouth open holding my head his hands he kissed me hard and deep at first then moving in to a more sensual expression of affection, my hands continued to take his shirt off then his uniform chinos slipping effortlessly down. He stopped kissing me and finished undressing himself but leaving his underwear on as Mike had done. I watched him climb on the bed and pull Mike in to his arms quickly kissing. Mike had his hands roaming over Sean's body and the moans escaping his mouth showed how much he needed to experience being with another man. Absent minded my hand had worked down to my cock and was gently rubbing the throbbing meat under my underwear. Only now did it register that I actually found Sean very sexy. Seeing his muscles flexing as he held Mike it was so cute, I climbed on the bed and laid beside them turning the light off and the glow from outside was the only thing illuminating the room. I just managed to lay back on the pillow when Sean turned on got on top of me and began kissing me. I wrestled him off on his back and held his arms looking at him 'trust me' I said softly and kissed his lips and slowly worked may around his neck and down to his nipples. Sean was kissing again with Mike who was also running his hand down my body coping a feel of me. Sean was in head first with the two of us as his first experience, this was a first for me as well and sight of naked bodies shuffling in he dim light was so sexually pleasing. I stopped licking Sean's nipple and turned my head, tongue stretching out it flickered against Mike's nipple, unsuspecting how wired to his cock it they were he instantly cried out rolled flat on his back I could see his cock trying to break free from his underwear. His moaning turning Sean and seeing how incapable he was of controlling himself as I had his nipple in my mouth was working Sean in to a frenzy. He kneeled by Mike's head and rubbed his cock on his face, gently pulling his underwear down over his genitals the long thick cock flopped out smacking Mike squarely on the mouth. His eyes opened wide, his hand grabbed my arm, the expression on his face was of shock and amazement feeling the tongue washing over and around his cock. The sensual way his lips closed around Sean's cock causing him to grip me harder as he felt parts of his body reacting that he didn't know how to deal with. I kneeled up and against Sean who turned to me grabbing my neck roughly and kissing me harder that he had done before trying to expel some of his sexual frustrations. Taking his other hand I placed it inside my underwear, we both moaned simultaneously, his fingers began exploring, my hand took hold of Mike's cock, leaned down and took him in my mouth sucking a few times but I could sense Mike was close to orgasm. Sean didn't hold back and the gently sucking and licking I felt his hips thrust forward burying his head in to my neck he cried out as his whole body shuddered shooting his load in to Mike's mouth. Gentle caressing Mike's cock I could feel it welling up and the moment Sean thrusted his cock deeper in to Mike's mouth and began ejaculating it brought Mike over the edge hearing him moan with a mouth full of cock his legs danced on the bed and my hand holding his cock became wet and slippery with his seed. Sean released his grip kissing me again he finally let go, Mike flipped me on to my back and looked at Sean 'You want to suck him' he asked rubbing my cock. Sean nodded and took his first steps towards taking a man's cock in his mouth, gingerly and ever so sweetly he kissed it at first and gradually began licking with tender strokes at first. He was a quick learner and soon my back was arching from the pleasure running up my spine flowing outwards to every nerve ending. Mike was still hard and he now leaned across my face rubbing his cock against my lips and pressing it down until I tasted the remnants of his orgasm. I was beginning to understand what Mike had felt just moments before, unable to ascertain where the pleasure was coming from as they seemed to crash in to each other somewhere in between. My hand reached up and stroked Sean's head and gently held on to him, for some reason I had to touch him as I felt it was the least I could do for him pleasuring me in such a way. Mike abruptly pulled his cock out and cried as he began shooting another load of his seed smack up against my lips and almost trickling up my nostril. Forced open again his cock pushed his seed in to my mouth, the taste reminded me so much of Brad. My body rapidly heated up and I tried to pull Sean's head off my cock as I started pumping out seed. My body was in heaven and moaning, assaulted at the mouth and cock at the same time I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. The choking snapped me back seeing Sean laughing but coughing telling us he swallowed some of it. The three of us collapsed back on the bed laughing our hands on each others bodies in a sort of appreciation. After several minutes Sean reached over for some water. He sat up kneeling in between and facing us "Thank you both, for this and not being weird" he smiled. Mike looked at me and smiled "Dam he is so cute" he looked at Sean "I hope we didn't push you to far?" he asked. Sean rubbed Mike's leg "No" he paused for a moment "I mean will you teach me how to, you know?". I chuckled and patted the empty spot and he laid down "When you are ready and comfortable with us I am sure we can". Sean bit my nipple giggling then kissed me, he turned and kissed Mike then indicated for us to kiss each other which we did. I always found Mike so sexually interesting but we quickly went past that as friends so it was kind of hot being able to kiss him so fondly. Sean cuddled up to me by rolling on his side and placing his hand on my chest, Mike spooned against Sean holding him around the waist, the hypnotic breathing against my neck by Sean soon had me falling in to a deep sleep. It was 11am when Mike came in to the bedroom and brought us coffee 'Come on sleepy heads' he said putting the coffee cups down next to Sean and I, we woke up in the same positions except Sean's hand had wandered down my body and was resting against my inner thigh. Sean kissed me neck and sat up "What time is it?" he asked rubbing his eyes. "11" Mike replied gathering clothes on coat hangers from the wardrobe "I have to press my uniform" he said. Mike disappeared and Sean straddled across me body "Get up" he said "Oh wait you can't" he laughed. To be honest he was turning me on "Oh it's getting up" I replied making load pleasurable moans. "You dirty whore" he chuckled pinching my nipples, he leaned forward and kissed me then climbed off the bed. Sean was actually a very sweet guy, genuine down to earth but such a rough side to him when it came to pleasure, it was almost as if you could see he would be a heart breaker leaving a string of unhappy lovers in his wake when he got older. We both threw on some underwear and joined Mike in the kitchen diner who had set breakfast up and now busy pressing his mountain of work uniforms. Sean and I sat there drinking coffee waiting for Mike to finish out of politeness. "You have to do that each week?" Sean asked admiring how Mike was engrossed in pressing his uniform. Mike looked up "Yes, you always have to look the part. Anyway I like to get it done before Monday" he replied. "The job I want you have to pass loads of tests before you can actually work" Sean said "But I can't do it". I looked at Sean "What do you mean, you can't do it?" I asked putting my cup down. Sean shrugged his shoulders "They say I am to young at the moment but when I turn 19 I can apply again". "What is it you want to do?" Mike asked hanging up a perfectly ironed shirt. Sean chuckled "You will probably think it lame, but I want to work on the airlines, travel around you know". Mike turned to look at Sean "You mean flight attendant?" he asked. "Yeah" Sean nodded "I know it's strange but ever since I flew to New Orleans I wanted to do it". What followed next was no surprise except to Sean when he found out that Mike was living out Sean's dream. Mike promised Sean he would ask and get him an interview as soon as he turned 19 and would act as his sponsor. Mike put his uniform back in to the wardrobe and sat down joining us for breakfast just as his phone rang. He picked it up smiling and waved 'Hello sexy' he started off, I looked at Sean and "Are you having fun in Santa Barbara?" Miked asked. "It's okay but wish I had you in bed with me" Steve replied. Mike chuckled "This week. Are you alone?" he asked. "Yes, I have sneaked away for a couple of minutes" Steve replied. Mike turned the phone towards me "Steve" I said to his video image. "Fuck TFT, are you alright?" Steve asked. I nodded "Yes, can you come over next weekend my 21st?" I asked him "Of course, to hell with this gagging order" he replied straight away "Wouldn't miss it for the world". "Thanks, oh this is Sean" I said pulling Sean in to view who now got embarrassed. "Oooh your sexy" Steve said giving a thumbs "Did the three of you get it on last night?" he asked. Sean went bright red "That's a yes then. Shame I wasn't there" Steve said chuckling quietly. "I have to get back to work Mike, miss you and chat during the week" Steve said, we knew someone had returned. Sean looked at me "What is TFT" he asked more concerned about that. Mike laughed "That's what they called him in LA, Tom From Texas" he replied, Sean laughed and put his arm around me. "You will come down next weekend as well" I said to Sean. "I am working" Sean said looking at me then Mike "let me see if I can get my shift covered". So it was agreed that the three of them would come down to Medina next weekend when I was to turn 21. It would be a fairly quiet weekend with not much partying as it would only be the four of us and Brad if he was talking to me. That is all I wanted for my birthday Mike, Steve and now Sean, who I considered my closest friends at that time for more reasons than one cares to tell you about. We parted ways Sunday afternoon as I had to drive back to Medina. I dropped Sean off at the diner to start his shift, Mike said he would pop in later for a coffee and would facetime me in so we could chat. I drove with the window open all the way back to Medina enjoying the fresh air and the last of the daylight. Turning on to the access road and seeing the ranch house bathed in a subtle orange glow from the setting sun there really was no place like the Medina ranch in my eyes it just seemed to cast a spell and lift you up no matter how down you felt...

Part 5 - A Models Dark Side I was now liking my work trips to LA even more, it wasn't the work or the money it was down to Eddie and how we worked together in the studio and bedroom. Careful not to be seen out and about together near Manon Internationals office we choose Huntingdon area. Often we would stroll along the beachfront promenade, grab dinner and chat. We really liked each others company as there was no hidden agenda, no secrets and no lies between us, Eddie was happy with his partner and I was not in the market for anything serious. I waited for my flight to LA to start boarding when I received a text from Jacob, I opened it and it just read 'You are amazing!!. You will find out later, NTB' I thought it was very cryptic but knew I couldn't text him and ask as he signed off with NTB which was our code for 'No Texting Back' meaning he was busy. As usual the gate agent changed my boarding pass to 1F meaning Mike was on board, shuffled forward in the queue by the passengers behind me anxious to get on board I could see him just inside the door. Mike smiled as he got to me and gave me an unexpected hug and thanked me for a great weekend. We were mid flight when Mike brought over a gay magazine he read on the flight when he had time. Opening it he placed it front of me and smiled. It was the advert for the Jacob Straps I did the previous week, he kept pointing at it saying how fabulous I looked wearing it. What caught my attention was the lettering scrolled underneath 'The Model Called Tom', I sat there laughing and knew only two people called me that and one of them was responsible. It later transpired that Eddie was the culprit who said it gave the model an identity for people to relate to. This was going to be my longest stint in LA, one whole week without my family but my mind was really elsewhere and getting Eddie to spend time with me. The driver Sam was there as usual this time he held a bigger sign up with you guessed it 'The Model Called Tom' in big black letters that you could spot miles away. He drove me to the hotel to check-in and the receptionist recognised me from when I stayed there with the family. Sam waited to take me to the office but explained they had a little detour to show me something. We drove along Rodeo Drive and he pointed out the window to a large billboard, larger than life there I stood for the world, well LA, to see. Sam smiled and told me the designer himself had commissioned that one specifically as it was prime advertising space. I continued looking driving past, I had no idea what to make of it, surprised would be one way of describing how I was feeling. Never really thinking about my face being plastered above Rodeo drive in this way, what shocked me was people actually taking photos of it with their phones. We arrived at the offices and coming out of the elevator Steve came running over "Did you see it?" he asked. "What not even a hello" I said and chuckled "yeah I saw it, bigger than life and rather embarrassing". Steve smiled "It went up yesterday. Jacob is here in with Patty now" he said taking me to her office. Patricia was all smiles when I walked in and Jacob stood up "We have been waiting for you" Jacob said. "I don't understand" I confessed standing there looking silly. Jacob smiled "We put that picture on the homepage of the website, we had a 30% uplift on the dead range". "Right is that good then?" I asked still confused. Patricia laughed "Tom your picture is selling that specific range of underwear you modelled" she explained. Eddie walked in and I just wanted to kiss him but he smiled "Hi Tom, nice to see you back" he said. Jacob looked at him "Are we ready?" he asked Eddie who nodded. I was whisked off to the studio with them all and Jacob produced a baseball cap and polo shirt. Jacob told me the baseball cap is a pretty average item that doesn't get much take up and they wanted to test what happens if I wear it. They shoot went well and that was Wednesday over with. Jacob grabbed me when he could get alone and apologised that he was having to fly back tonight so it would be a quick dinner, it was nice being able to catch up him in person. I also saw Eddie a couple of times as he flew to NY on Friday and back late Sunday evening. I hung out with Steve at the beach on Saturday and Sunday. I knew then that moving to LA was going to become a real possibility since the amount of work I was getting was picking up. Indeed things moved very quickly and within a month I had got myself an apartment with the help of Steve and in the same building as him and moved to LA, I was generally modelling around 3 to 4 times a week and when I wasn't most of my evenings were spent with Eddie. Leaving Medina was hard but I flew back one a month for a long weekend, Brad well he was trying to make a turbulent situation better with Melinda and it turned out at weekends and evenings he was moping around and missing me according to my mother, not that Brad would ever admit it to my face. I only modelled for Manon International and hated it if Eddie was not my photographer, Patricia was still unaware of Eddie screwing her newest model, she just saw that he was more patient, engaging and seemed to like me. Apart from putting the clothes on and modelling them that was as far as my interest went in fashion, that part really annoyed Patricia when she wanted to give me clothes from other designers but I declined constantly, mostly due to Jacob providing enough clothes but I was careful never to wear them to work. That was another thing I kept her in the dark about. When Jacob was in town I would walk to a back street where he would pick me up, usually we drove out to Newport for dinner and this time he had brought Marcus who was his head of PR and husband, he wanted to meet me in person as The Model Called Tom. Marcus had even set up a Twitter account as TheModelCalledTom with the same hashtag, I looked a little concerned since Patricia would probably have something to say about it but he assured me she can't do anything about it since it was my account. I liked Marcus as much as Jacob and I found a new friend in him as well. A couple of times I even persuaded Eddie to come along on the promise of sex afterwards, naturally he didn't need much persuading when I offered him myself to him on a plate. Whilst I owned the Twitter account Marcus would often send me photos to post on there, I never really got on with it and only knew how to post something so very rarely paid interest to it. It was already over 20k followers, mostly from people who wanted to do very perverse acts of sex with me and that was just the women. It was a around 3 months in and Eric was on talking terms with me and we even ventured out a couple of time for a coffee. On the outside he was becoming more friendlier and the frequency that we would hanging out was increasing, Eddie was very busy with other projects and flying to New York or on location leaving me more spare time than I really wanted. I suppose part of the reason me moving here was to spend more time with him but the opposite was happening. Eric was beginning to fill those gaps as Steve had also found a guy who he was more keen on but the other guy just wanted sex. When he wasn't busy with his sex buddy he had started trying to fix me up with a boyfriend all the time, you could say I had little interest or even to stubborn to be fixed up, in reality I missed Brad and missed home. It was difficult to keep up with my studies and they were falling behind, I was at a turning point and nearly decided to move back to Texas but Eric was on my case. I had a feeling that all was not what it seemed on the outside with him, it didn't take long for me to realise that I was right but by then I could do nothing to stop what happened. Much of my work was being taken up with Jacob since my first photo shoot with his dead range of underwear had turned around becoming his 3rd best selling range, he put that down to me being the face and body and took polite pride rubbing Patricia's nose in it when he disagreed over other things. By the 6 month my salary had been renegotiated to $80k and 30% commission for another 12 months, since they had included a release clause in the first contract, Seth advised me to put one in to cover myself. As much as Patricia hated it she had no choice if she wanted to keep me on her books. Jacob hardly seemed to be in LA but we would exchange messages frequently, it was no surprise to find gifts of underwear and other clothes being delivered to my apartment, often he would ask my opinion on them as they hadn't gone in production and wanted some honest feedback. It was Saturday morning and Eddie was out of town, so I had a sleep in with no real plans made I decided to go to the gym and work out. I realised the time and grabbed my gym bag and ran down the street sleeping longer than I should have. I bumped in to Eric at the gym quite literally after finishing my workout and getting changed, shocked was one way of putting it as I never knew he worked out at this gym. Deciding to show that there was no hard feelings we engaged in conversation then ended up going for a coffee. The nutter that I am told him I was up to nothing this weekend, my first mistake as I couldn't shake him off, was he lonely I found myself thinking. Braving it I agreed to hanging out with him and from my perspective there was nothing sexual about it neither was there going to be. It was harmless and he genuinely seemed nice. It unnerved me when the conversation got around to Eddie and I was careful not to let on to much, pretending I had no idea why Eddie was so nice to me. So Eric just always seemed to be around and constantly inviting me out when Steve or Eddie were not around. I didn't have the heart to say no to him, but gradually people change and you can't always see it happening until it is too late. It didn't take Eric long for him to ask me on a date. Now things got interesting as I had never been asked out on a date, whereas Eddie and I just did it and remained fuck buddies although underneath I would have loved something more serious with him, but that was never going to happen. I dithered and didn't give Eric a response straight away to a date, I really wanted Eddie here to talk to about this but New York was always such a long way. Eventually I agreed to go out with him but made it totally clear that it was no invite to have sex. That Sunday we were meeting not far from my apartment at 6pm, we had a pretty nice dinner walked along the beach front until the it started to rain. One thing lead to another and we found ourselves back at my flat with two bottles of wine in Eric's hands. At first I only asked for a small glass as I wasn't really a drinker or legal just yet. Sitting on the sofa chatting I hadn't realised how much wine I was drinking and the effects were beginning to show, my speaking got erratic and I was laughing and giggling way to much. It got to the point where I dare not stand up and knew I had way to much to drink. Eric had moved closer to me on the sofa his arm around my shoulder, gradually he moved to close for comfort and I tried to stand falling back down laughing. He stood up and pulled me up in to his arms and guided me towards the bedroom 'Need to get you in bed Tom' my hand casually waving in the bedrooms direction. I couldn't swear but I am sure he pushed me on to the bed giggling as I landed, his hands began unbuttoning my shorts and slipping them over my legs, then my underwear and his hand ran over my cock and balls. I made a feeble attempt to push him away still giggling, his fingers nimbly worked the buttons on my shirt from the bottom up pushing it over my shoulders. I crawled up the bed towards the pillows in an attempt to get under the sheets as I was naked, my mind focused elsewhere I didn't see Eric take his clothes off until I felt my legs being pulled taking my whole body back down the bed to where he stood, he was now inbetween my legs that where hanging over the edge of the bed. He leaned forward and suddenly pressing his lips against mine. I kept my lips closed and turned my head away and tried pushing him away but I had no strength to do it. My legs where pulled up and pushed over, giggling at seeing my knees so close seemed funny at the time. I heard him spit several times then felt his warm tongue licking and tasting my hole 'No, Eric no' I slurred protesting. Quick as a flash my legs went down but held half in the air by his hips, in my drunk state I knew what was about happen. He grabbed my wrists hard and pinning them above my head, holding both hands which just one of his. He smiled above me 'We both want this' he said, I panicked but I was unable to move as his body weight was pressing down on me. His cock pushed gently at my hole until I opened up from the pressure 'please, no' I called out but still I giggled unable to fathom why I found it funny. My back arched high as pushed the entire shaft of his cock deep inside me in one movement, my cry echoing around the room gasping at the sudden pain, wave after wave running through my body from his assault on my ass. The pain quickly subsiding through a mix of alcohol and unnerving drunk pleasure, as much as I didn't want sex with him my body had other ideas. His hands grasped tighter around my wrists bruising where his fingers dug hard against the skin, his mouth all over mine trying to kiss me. To drunk to even fight off the fast pace of his fucking, the room spinning as he raised his head and groaned loudly thrusting his hips hard and holding his position as he began shooting his load in to me. I closed my eyes feeling his body collapsing on top of me, frantically he kissed my neck moaning in between each one grinding his hips hard against my ass. I laid there uncertain of what I had done to give him the impression I wanted to fuck with him, gradually he pulled his cock out of my ass and stood up 'Thanks' was all he said as he started getting dressed and left me laying on the bed. My body felt like it was going up and down when I closed my eyes, it was either that or see the room spinning. Calming down I fell asleep then woken abruptly by my phone going off. My entire body and brain took a few minutes to get themselves together, I was still drunk and feeling sick by now. Reaching over I picked the phone up and answered it failing to recognise it was a facetime call from Brad. "Hi, what the fuck Tom, are you okay?" Brad voice and image coming through the phone. I stared blankly at him "I don't know" I was making no sense to him as I rubbed my head. "What is that on your wrist?" Brad asked and my eyes went to the purple bruise marks. "It's nothing" I mumbled. Brad shook his head "Tell me what has happened Tom" he said looking worried. "I don't know, drunk" I replied giggling down the phone. "Fuck Tom" Brad said again "I will speak to you in a couple of days when your over this" he hung up. I put the phone down and laid back on the bed rubbing my painful wrists not registering how annoyed Brad was, I stared up the ceiling which continued to move on it's own free will and fell asleep. I was woken up again by my phone going off, it was Steve asking where I was as the driver called to say he couldn't get hold of me. I saw the time it was already 10am and my head was pounding and I knew I was about to vomit. Explaining to him that I felt unwell I hung up and ran to the bathroom leaning over the toilet vomiting several times, the pain in my ass from the muscle spasms felt like knives cutting me inside. I had never felt that sore from having sex, all I could remember this morning was his face looming over me and feeling his body pushed up hard against mine. I sat on the floor of the bathroom knowing he had taken advantage of me. Walking back in to the bedroom I saw my clothes strewn across the bedroom floor the shame of my behaviour written all over my face. To me it became apparent that my vulnerable side must be to easy for people to see, not any more I thought. I knew what happened was probably bordering on rape, some would say it was, but others would just put it down to easy pickings as I never fought him off. Was moving to LA a mistake I thought, had I really known what I was getting in to, me a young gay man in a city full of predators as I saw it now. Medina seemed the perfect place to be gay right now as I settled back and fell asleep. I slept the rest of the day until around 6pm when Eddie knocked at my door. I let him in and moved away when he went to kiss me "What's with the cool reception" Eddie asked looking at me. "Nothing, sorry I am just not feeling good" I replied trying to keep my wrists hidden from view. "Steve said you were sick" he said to me "I know you well enough Tom and that is not all that is going on". I sat on bed and showed him my wrists "I got drunk last night and had sex" I said looking down ashamed. Eddie sat next to me and held my wrist "Did you get raped, you know sex without consent?" he asked. Shrugging my shoulders I looked at him "I didn't want it but couldn't stop him I was so drunk". Eddie went to put his arm around my shoulder but I flinched slightly "Tom it's okay you can trust me". I let him hold me "I'm so sorry" I said leaning my head in against his shoulder. Eddie stroked my head "He must have used some force on you to give you those bruises, who was it?" he asked. "Doesn't matter it was my own fault" I replied sitting up. Eddie shook his head but let the subject drop and stayed with me all night, right now he was what I needed. No sex just someone I knew I could trust and who cuddled me all night. In the morning I felt a lot brighter and happier, knowing I could grad some concealer at work before anyone else noticed my wrists I went in to the office after Eddie had left waiting for my car. I was scheduled to meet with Patricia this morning to discuss assignments coming up and I knew she had me down today for a department store summer collection shoot lasting for 3 days. I said hello to Steve and went quickly into the studio behind the screen looking through the make up for the concealer, it was quiet as no shoots had started so I calmed down and took my time hunting for it. I heard the door open and close and one set of footsteps walking across so assumed it was Eddie getting set up. I poked my hear around the screen and was face to face with Eric. "Hello sexy, did you have a hangover yesterday as you were pretty drunk?" he asked with a grin on his face. I looked not knowing what to say to him and slightly afraid "You got me drunk" I said going behind the screen. Eric followed me "Yeah it was good fun though, and you felt so good with my cock inside you" he touched my neck. Jumping out of the way I looked at him with daggers "Don't fucking touch me" I shouted at him. "Don't be like that" he said moving towards me "how about I come over after work and fuck you again" he said. I backed up "Are you kidding me, you raped me the other night" I said showing him my wrists. "Call it what you will, you didn't resist too much once I started fucking you" Eric said laughing. Eric grabbed my arm "Get off me I want nothing to do with you" I replied feeling nervous of him. He pulled me towards him "Make it easy and I won't bruise your pretty face" he said running a finger down my face. I pushed him off quite hard nearly sending him toppling over "Leave me alone" I cried shouting at him. Eric laughed at me "You will keep" he said turning to leave "you are going to be mine" he smirked. We never heard the door open and close during our heated argument, the person sat there on the opposite side of the studio on a box listening to everything going on behind the screen. Several times they nearly stood up to intervene, once they were sure the conversation was over they stood up and walked over. Eric came around the screen "Morning Eddie" he said "sorry about that, lovers tiff you know". Eddie smiled "Sounded more than a lovers tiff" he said walking towards Eric "So have you?" he nodded to the screen. Eric laughed "Oh yes, the dirty little bitch was gagging for it". I was sat on the chair and heard a punch landing hard followed by the sound of a body hitting the floor, then Eric moaning and cursing repeating my nose, my nose and he ran out. Eddie appeared round the screen and looked at me. "Why didn't you tell me Tom it was him" Eddie asked with a sadness across his face. My eyes welled up "I thought I could handle it" I replied as a tear slipped down my cheek. Eddie walked over and hugged me "There is a reason people steer clear of him. You know how special you are to me" he said holding my tight. Finally I broke down and sobbed in his arms through relief that someone knew and I didn't have to carry this around. We could hear Eric fumbling as stood up and walked out of the studio. Steve seeing Eric walk out of the studio holding his nose which was bleeding ran in to the studio. Eddie gave Steve a very brief summary and told him to stay with me. Eddie went off to Patricia's office and told her everything. She called Eric in and his side of the story told her how drunk I was then how frisky I got demanding sex with him. Then she called me in to her office with Eric telling us we had to get along and that I should know better and not drink due to my age and keep our bedroom antics out of the office. He was all apologetic to Patricia and assured her that it wouldn't happen again, the way Eric looked at me throughout said it all, I knew I was going to be in for a turbulent time and he was not the kind of guy who took no for an answer. I walked back in to the studio and called Brad telling him everything trying to hold back the tears when he told me to come home. Eddie heard my conversation with Brad and sat down next to me. Brad hung up and quickly called Mike who was on the ground in LA for an hour, Mike pulled some strings and got Brad on a flight later that day which would be his last flight out of Dallas as he was overnighting in LA. "He is never going to leave me alone is he Eddie" I asked looking at him. Eddie held my hand "No, but I will help you as much as I can Tom you know that" he said. I nodded "I know but your not always going to be here" I replied "you can't protect me forever". "You have made up your mind haven't you?" he asked looking at me, somehow I knew what he was saying. "I'm sorry" I said squeezing his hand "this life is not for me, I am going home" I finished then hugged Eddie. "I understand" Eddie said "It is going to upset a lot of people if you quit" he said wiping my tear away. Looking Eddie in the eye I could see his sadness at my decision "What we had was very special to me" I said. Eddie patted my hand "Have Tom not had. Are we going to do this shoot now?" he asked. I nodded "Yeah, I will tell her when we are finished". We spent the rest of the day finishing off some shoots, Eric walked in a couple of times and Eddie shot him a look and he soon scuttled back out of the studio. Patricia came in to the studio for the last half an hour of the shoot to see how things were going. Eddie called time and said the job was done, he put the camera down and walked over to me hugging me hard whilst Patricia looked on confused to what she was seeing. Eddie looked me in the eye and kissed me on the mouth 'We are not over' he said to me quietly and I nodded smiling back at him. Eddie was going to make one last attempt before I told Patricia I was exercising my get out clause in the contract. He walked over to Patricia "Do the right thing and get rid of Eric now" he said to her. "Are you bedding my model?" Patricia asked ignoring the question. "Yes and looking after him. You need to get rid of Eric for your own sake" Eddie repeated to her. She looked at him "You don't tell me how to run my agency" she replied "so no I will not get rid of him". Eddie shook his head "Wake up Patty, he could ruin your agency if word gets out what he did" he said. Patricia stood up "Are you threatening me Eddie?". Eddie laughed "Patty you are not stupid but I can't understand why your head is in the clouds". "I pay you well to shoot photographs" Patricia said "I don't pay you to make decisions for me". Eddie handed her his office pass "Then I won't do any more work for you" he said walking out of the studio. Patricia looked stunned and fuming then looked at me "You just cost me the best photographer" she said standing up. I walked over to her and showed her my wrists "This is what Eric did and that is just the visual part". "Stop being a boy and man up" she said to me angrily, I stood shocked by her attitude. I retrieved my pass and handed it to her "I don't have to work notice just finish the day as per my contract". "Don't you dare, you will never model again I will see to it that your blacklisted" she said angrily. I picked up my belongings "Just pay what you owe me, I am done with this. I don't need raping by your models". Those last words rang through Patricia's ears, she called me back but I stormed out of the studio with a resilience I never knew was in me. Steve was no where to be seen so I didn't stop and got in to the elevator then out of the office forever, I walked slowly heading back towards my apartment. So many things running through my head and my eyes stinging from watering up trying to refrain from being to upset, the streets were busy with pedestrians shopping and sightseeing making it a hard job trying to keep in a straight line dodging people walking in two's and three's not paying attention. Passing some of the larger department stores my attention was grabbed by a picture in one of the windows and I stopped to look more carefully at it. I found myself staring at me modelling a pair of pale blue tailored shorts, it was one of the photos where Eddie had made me laugh and he caught a glint mischievousness in my eyes. There was no doubt it was a totally stunning photograph catching the peoples eye as they walked past. I stood to the side studying it and discreetly watching people who paused to look at it. Surreal definitely but these people I didn't know or would never see again would comment 'Nice shorts' then the other person male and female would reply 'Like to get him out of them though'. I was so amused that a photo could do this that I was unaware of a group of ladies in their 30's had stopped when I heard one say 'Isn't that him there', I looked over at their grinning faces and ended up having selfies taken each one of them. Actually the shorts where really nice so in to the store I went. The wheels of business work so fast, well the gossip part that is. Word had already got back to Jacob that the one model he liked had left. His phone call to Patricia was abrupt and she reminded him that if he attempted to contact me she would sue as part of the contractual obligations clause. Jacob knew this meant that he or anyone at Jacob Jansen Fashions would not be able to make any form of contact with me for 3 months. Jacob asked her one more time if she was exercising the clause and she was adamant it was in force. Jacob hung up and immediately cancelled all model shoots with Manon International, whilst he couldn't drop the contract straight away he could tighten the belt thereby drying up the work at Manon International. There was a 2 month notice to end the contract, once that was passed he could drop them without any penalty and move to a new model agency. Macrus sat there with him and knew what to do calling a discreet friend in Idaho to do a favour. I was wandering around the menswear when my phone pinged and saw a message from an unknown number, stopping by the underwear I opened the message 'Hi Tom, sorry you don't know me but I am friends of a friend in NY. They cannot talk to you for a few months, the friend says to hold tight and apologises they can't help at the moment. Can you respond with just the code word you use when not to text if you receive and understand this message'. I didn't need to think twice, I knew it was from Jacob or Marcus via a friend so I typed the letters 'NTB' and hit send, a few seconds later I got a reply 'Response passed to NY, all okay'. "May I help you sir" came the voice of the assistant as I stood there re-reading the text. I looked up "Oh, shorts, the ones advertised in the window" I asked looking at his name tag "please Mario". "I am sorry sir but we have sold out, were waiting for a delivery tomorrow but we have these" he said moving off. I followed and looked at them "They are nice but not what I was looking for" I said to him holding them up. I saw his eyes dart behind me "Is it you?" he asked nodding over my shoulder, I turned to look at what he meant. There I was looking back at myself I smiled and turned back to him "Busted Mario" I laughed. Mario shook my hand "Wow such an honour, officially we are out of stock but as it's you, follow me" he said. Mario was charming and very attractive and I thought if I had met him or someone like him things in LA would have been so much different. He wrapped the shorts and placed them in a bag, when I went to pay he waved his hand 'Just a photo with you if you don't mind' he said holding his phone. I agreed and ended up in the store for nearly half an hour as all the male assistants in menswear realised I was there and wanted photos with me. It gave me a second insight in to how famous you could become as a model and this was just one department store, before I knew it the floor manager had also come over seeing the commotion and got in on the act. He gave me a marker pen and asked if I would sign the poster, I had no problem with doing that but I didn't know how I would sign it until one of the assistants reminded me 'The Model Called Tom' and sure enough it was printed at the bottom of the poster, something I later found out was most unusual in the world of modelling, not that I was part of it anymore. I signed the poster 'TMC Tom' and ended up having a group photo taken. The floor manager tried handing me a bag of other clothing items but very politely I declined and said I was not after anything, he seemed genuinely surprised how down to earth I was and not after all the free things I could get unlike some of their celebrity customers. I got back to my walk with a bit more of a spring in step, I felt good and happy and arrived at my apartment just after 6pm slumping on the sofa. I had a little breakdown mostly from relief again but also not knowing if I was ever going to see Eddie. Him refusing to work with Manon International would be big news in the fashion world and cause a lot of controversy, the rumours would really start in earnest when word got out that The Model Called Tom had quit Manon International on the same day. But for now I moved off the sofa and started packing my clothes keeping the gym wear out and a few casual clothes to wear. Brad stood at the car rental counter at LAX signing the contracts just as Mike approached him "Ready?" Brad asked. Mike nodded "Yes, dump the things at my hotel first then go to his apartment" he replied. "Do you remember where he lives?" Brad asked and Mike nodded "Thanks so much for helping" he said getting the keys. Mike patted his shoulder "Anything for you guys, I'm glad I could help out". They left the airport for the short drive to the hotel dropping their belongings off then headed to my place. I had no idea they where in LA. I was ignoring my phone and busy packing when there was a knock at the door, immediately I assumed it was either Steve or Eddie and they had come to see if I was alright. I opened the door and he came bursting through pushing me backwards with the door, falling over I heard the door close and lock. Eric stood there looking at me "Clumsy" he said "I hear you quit and so has Eddie" he walked towards me. I stood up ready to fight him if needed "What do you want?" I asked him angrily. "Now that's not nice, I have come all this way to see you" he said attempting to stroke my face brushing him away. "Yeah well you made a mistake coming back here, I'm sober this time" I said hearing him laugh. "Tom, Tom, Tom, just get undressed and make this easy and I wont hurt you" he told me in a demanding way. I stepped towards him the anger boiling inside me "If you leave now I won't hurt you" I said. Eric looked at me "Did he fuck you?" he asked assessing me. "Who?" I replied watching him carefully "who I have sex with is nothing to do with you" I said to his face. Eric smirked "That's why he is nice to you, you his fuck toy" he said, the anger showing in his eyes. I had no idea what was coming over me but I just wanted to charge at him and punch his lights out. With no time to react Eric grabbed my arm with one hand pulling me sharply, his other hand gripped hard around my neck squeezing, caught by surprise my free hand tried to prise his away from my neck, it was so tightly gripped in place that I couldn't swallow or breath, I could feel the warmth as my face grew redder my eyes open wide. I had to react somehow otherwise I was going to blackout, I could already feel the numbness washing over my lips. With my free arm I managed to elbow him hard in the stomach, the air rushed in to my lungs causing me to stagger forward and gasping for more air...

Being "in heat" is how i have long described my state of desire, makes total sense to me as a bottom that other bottoms would relate as well. As a little kid growing up in LA, before i was sexually active, i remember seeing a large number of male dogs around a house (maybe 15 to 20). i was informed that there was a bitch in heat inside the house. The owner came outside in an attempt to chase them away and in the process, the bitch go lose and came outside. What transpired was the first group fuck i ever witnessed. Two dogs would get knotted, but that didn't keep the others from waiting their turn. Even at that age, before i really fully knew i was a gay bottom, i remember being envious of the bitch.

Fuck - I’ve been wanting to experience this exact scene in real life. There’s just something about the thought of being up in a sling and given a series of non-stop slams to be transformed into an insatiable cum slut for BBC that’s beyond hypnotic for me. It’s been a fantasy/obsession of mine for as long as I can remember. If there’s anyone in the New England area that is willing to help make this a reality for me please feel free to contact me & we can work out the details.

Part 21 - Jacob's Return "Morning sexy." Jake huddled closer to Marco before realising it was already 9am. Jake panicked as his brother would be there 10am. Marco was feeling horny and wanted his morning booty with Jake but he was already heading to shower and dress. Marco threw on some shorts and t-shirt, and told Jake to make sure he had something to drink and eat , he headed downstairs to the kitchen. On the other side of the suburb Jacob was sat drinking coffee as his dad appeared. "Morning, where did you go last night?" "Momring, I had dinner with Jake and I err... got offered a job." "What?" "I know." He regaled the events and how he was offered the job, the training and wages, his dad smiling and warning him not to fuck this opportunity up. He went on telling him he was meeting Jake at 10am and going shopping for some work clothes. His dad gave him some money as his mum appeared in the kitchen. She was overexcited at the news and happy that he and Jake were spending time together. He left to get the 9.45 bus figuring he would be there at just after 10am. Fabian and Marco were talking in the kitchen as Jake appeared, Marco handed him a bowl of fruit and yoghurt. Spencer and JP walked in announcing they smelt the coffee from next door. JP was dressed in his chauffeur uniform, Jake looked him over. "Are you working today JP?" "Of course, taking you and your bro shopping." "No, that's not necessary JP we can bus it." "Not on my watch Jake." "Fabian tell him he doesn't need to do this." "Sorry Jake it's all taken care of any anyway Alfredo is expecting you both." He knew it was no good pressing the point so he went over and gave him a kiss and hug. Spencer and JP were not happy, as they stood waiting. Realising they wanted a kiss and hug to he happily obliged. "Marco, when are you going to free Jake up for some fun?" "When ever Jake is happy to." All eyes were on Jake as he sat down and sipped his coffee eyeing each of them and smirking. Andre appeared saying Jacob was standing outside like last night. Fabian said he would go and get him. "Jacob, why are you standing outside, come on in." "I thought you might be annoyed at me for messing you around last night. "I told you, you are always welcome Jacob." As they entered the kitchen he was introduced properly to JP and also to Spencer. He clicked that this was the doctor of the hospital where granny had been moved to. Jake offered Jacob food and drink but he declined so they headed out with JP in front. "Is he coming with us?" "He is driving us to the store." Jacob was loving the ride in the limo but all too quickly they pulled up outside Harvey Nichols. "Jake I can't afford to shop here." "Don't worry it is taken care of Jacob, just trust me." Alfredo was standing at the entrance as JP had called ahead to say there were arriving. "Jake how lovely to see you again." "Hello Alfredo, this is my brother Jacob." "Jacob, I am Alfredo, I will make sure you get everything you need. Do you want to look around first or trust our judgement?" "I trust your judgement Alfredo." They entered the cool air of the department store as Alfredo escorted them to the discreet private lounge. Jacob was just taking everything in unsure of what was suppose to happen. They sat down in the oversized chairs, Jake told Alfredo that Jacob needed some modest casual work clothes. He nodded and sent off his two assistants to gather some clothes. Jacob took the glass of champagne and sipped it then put the glass down, he didn't care for it. The assistants reappeared with two racks of clothing, Jacob disappeared in the dressing room trying on the first shirt and trousers. He came out and stood in front of Jake and Alfredo. He told him what ever he liked to make sure the dressing assistant knew clearly. Every time he came out to show Jake and Alfredo who just nodded and smiled approvingly at his choices. By the end there was only one pair of trousers and two shirts he didn't like, the other rail contained 6 pairs of trousers and 25 shirts along with shoes, socks and underwear, he came out looking exhausted. "Do I choose my favourite ones now?" "No, everything on the rail you liked is yours." "What? that's way to much, I can't take them all." "No arguing Jacob." Jake reached in to his pocket and pulled his credit card out to give to Alfredo. He smiled then said it is all taken care of, he knew that meant Fabian was paying for this. Alfredo told Jake the clothes would be delivered later that day, he gave Alfredo a kiss on the cheek and Jacob shook his hand, he escorted them back through to the front of the store where JP was waiting. Several on lookers waiting to see who the limo was for as they both climbed in and settled down for the ride back. "Jake I really cannot take all those clothes." "Fabian will be upset if you don't. All you need to do is thank him Jacob, he is a very generous person." "Why did Fabian pay for them?" "He obviously likes you, you were great company last night." "God knows what mum and dad will say when see all my new clothes." They pulled up to the house and JP opened the passenger door as he told them he would see them shortly for lunch. Jacob still a bit cautious reluctantly agreed to stay for lunch. Walking towards the Orangery Andre came through and told Jake that Marco and Ben were in the gym and expecting him there. Andre eyed Jacob before asking. "Are you joining them for their workout?" "Nah, I ain't got anything to wear." "Come on, I have spare shorts and top, you are roughly my size." Andre grabbed Jacob's hand and started pulling him towards the stairs. He just gave up and followed on behind to his bedroom, Andre tossed him a pair of shorts and a top. Jacob nervously looked around before asking if he could change in the bathroom. Andre just waved a hand as a sat and watched him disappear. A few moments later he came out carrying his clothes, Andre realised Jacob's trainers were no good for the gym, he grabbed a pair from the closet and handed them to him. "You have great tattoos Jacob." "Thanks." "Ready?" "I think so." "Just leave your other clothes here. Come on lets go." As they got to the basement gym Marco and Ben had finished their workout. Marco was helping Jake on the weights, Andre got on the running machine, Ben just sat there drinking water and trying to avoid a repeat of last night. Jacob thought he would try weights as well, he walked over to where Ben was sitting. "Are you still annoyed at me for last night?" "I don't know Jacob, I tried to be nice to you as I want to be your friend but I think we would be to much for each other to handle." Jacob looked at the shirtless Ben in awe at his pretty heft muscle definition, he sat down next him. "Just give me time, I am not use to people being so nice with me. I do want to be your friend though." "Next time you get snappy with me you are going in the pool to cool down." "Deal. So can you help me?" "Help you with what?" "Weights, I am not sure what to do." "Have you done gym weights before?" "No, gym membership is a luxury I can't afford." "Okay, I think we start you off with 20 minutes today, then on the treadmill for 20." Ben smiled and stood up and walked over the weights, Jacob followed and watched him adjust the weights with ease. His brother was across the room on the other weight bench, he glanced over to him and Marco. Despite of the huffing and puffing he was doing his eyes never strayed from Marco's, he had never seen his brother look so happy and he supposed that is what love is really about. Jacob began slowly whilst Ben stood over him helping, his gaze was inadvertently on Ben's body. Several times Ben held his shoulders down telling him not to raise his body just use his arms, Ben loved looking at his tribal tattooed arms . The time passed quickly, Jacob was not unfit but the run on the treadmill did him in, he sat down catching his breath. Ben brought over some water for Jacob, he then turned away and bent over to pick up his trainers, doing so caused the band on his shorts to slip down. Jacob spotted the tattoo on his lower back. He caught Ben completely off guard. "I didn't know you had a tattoo, what does it mean?" "Oh, it is just symbolic. It is a family thing." "Family?" "Yes. I will let you rest for a bit then off to the pool for the your first swimming lesson." "I haven't got any swimming gear." "Andre won't mind you wearing the shorts in the pool." The first swimming lesson went pretty good, once he found the rhythm of the stroke he managed to do a couple of lengths. Jacob rested in the shallow end next to Ben, for once he didn't feel frustrated at his lack of swimming effort. He felt Ben's hand on his arm and turned to look at him. Ben was looking over his tattoos more closely as his hand went up and down his arm, Jacob was clearly relaxed and didn't mind, his eyes were fixed on Ben's face. Lunch came and went and Jacob gladly went back down to the pool with Ben and Andre, this time both of them swam with him urging him to take slow strong strokes in the water. All to quickly it was time for him to leave, he needed to get ready for his date with a girl who had been chasing him for a couple of weeks. Fabian and Jake walked him to the door, he spoke to Fabian. "Thank you for everything you have done, you didn't need to buy me clothes though, but I am grateful." "It is the least I can do Jacob. Plus you do seem to have a calming effect on Andre and Ben, that makes my life easier." With that he smiled and shook Fabian's hand and gave Jake a hug, he made sure Jacob knew where he had to go on Monday, he turned to walk down the driveway when Fabian called over to him. "Jacob, remember you are always welcome to come over and use the gym and pool any time you want to." Jacob smiled back and waved.

Part 17 - Two Different Families Marco and Jake were fast asleep and still cuddling each other, they had spent several hours making love and were both exhausted. It was 4.30am, the evening sky was fading as dawn was breaking slowly on the horizon. Jake's phone dinged with a message, he stirred but didn't move from Marco's arms. The phone then began to ring, Jake sat bolt upright quickly followed by Marco. He reached over and answered it with his sleepy voice. "Hello." "Jake." "Mum, what is it?" "Granny took a turn for the worse an hour a go, we are just heading to the hospital." "Okay, I am coming." He hung up, Marco could see he was visibly upset and couldn't think straight. "Jake, breathe. What do you need to do?" "I have to get to the St Georges hospital, my grandmother unwell." "Get dressed, I will call JP." "It's to early Marco I will get a taxi." "Just get dressed Jake. Jake jumped in to the shower as Marco picked up the house phone and called to JP, he then called to Fabian to tell him what was going on. When Jake appeared drying himself off Fabian was in the room and Marco was getting dressed. "JP is waiting outside Jake." "Thank you Fabian." "Marco, call if you need anything." Marco gave JP as kiss as he got in to the car, he hugged and kissed Jake and they set off. It was a quick drive being so early in the morning, JP dropped them off at the entrance and told Marco to call him when they are ready to leave. Jake was already at the lift to go to the ward, it suddenly dawned on him, that he was going to have to explain about Marco being there. That was the least of his worries, he didn't much care for their opinion anyway. The lift doors opened and they stepped out to the reception, Jake went up to the desk and was pointed to a relatives waiting room. Marco could see how fraught Jake was becoming, he put his arm around Jake's shoulder. Jake opened the door to see his Mum, Dad and Jacob plus his aunties and uncles along with their children. The whole room looked up, Jake never contemplated that they would all be here and he would be outed to the entire family in one go. Marco dropped his arm from Jake and his Dad came over with a very nasty look on his face. "About time you showed, we kept ringing you at your flat. And why have you brought a stranger here." "Nice to see you to Dad, what do you care, you made your opinion known 2 years ago when I most needed your support." Jake grabbed Marco's hand, his dad stood rooted the spot, anger boiled and raged in his body. Jake had never spoken to him this way before, he was conflicted but in some way respected how his son stood up for himself and had a new confidence about him. He walked out of the room to calm down. Jake kissed his mum and asked how granny was doing. Happy in the knowledge that she had stabilised. He pulled Marco closer and introduced him to his mum. She looked him over quickly recognising he was a bit older than Jake. Marco held out his hand unsure if it was the right thing to do. She looked over at Jake and smiled, and kissed Marco on the cheek. "I can see that your happy Jake. But you know the rest of the family don't know about this." "They do now, but I am not here for them to judge me. They accept it or they don't." Marco's eye was drawn elsewhere as Jake's brother Jacob walked over in his usual cocky arrogant way, he was wearing ripped jeans, a tight t-shirt which showed off his growing muscles and tattoos down both arms. He stood an inch or so taller than his brother. Jake steadied himself for the onslaught of demeaning comments his brother was about to grace the air with, Jacob had not quite seen Marco as he stood behind Jake for most of the time. "Alright Jake, still queer then?" "Coming from someone else I would hit them, but that's quite remarkable that you had the brains to think of that." "Whose the bum chum you brought with you queer boy?" "Marco, unfortunately this piece of stupid thick crap I am ashamed of is my brother Jacob." Marco moved to the side of Jake, Jacob looked, his eyes mesmerized by Marco's arms as he could see his biceps straining against the shirt he wore. Marco was struck how similar the two boys looked, apart from the two years age difference and tattoos, there was very little between them. He held out his hand, Jacob fixated on his biceps ignored the hand being offered. "Yeah whatever." "Unusual ink work Jacob, does it have a significance?" "Err, no just random stuff. So what are you?" "Sorry, what do you mean?" "Are you and queer boy here doing it?" "Doing it? Not quite Jacob. We make love if that's what you want to know." "Your bumming him then." Marco leaned towards Jacob, family or not enough was enough. "You are an offensive person of little significance. Don't ever disrespect Jake or me like that again. Do you understand me?" Jacob took a step back, the words rang home hard and to the point. He knew that was a veiled threat, he looked at Jake and walked off to his cousins. "What did you say to him?" "I told him to show you a little more respect." "That will never happen." "Oh no Jake, he got the message." Jake chuckled, forgetting where he was he gave Marco a kiss, just as he Dad reappeared in the room tutting at what he saw. His mum's brothers and sisters came over to see Jake. Auntie Sue looked at Marco before telling Jake how happy she was that someone was making a real life for themselves, she nodded over to Jacob and her two sons. Marco's eye wandered over to the son on the left. He had a flat mohican style haircut. Jacob reappeared with a new vigour in his stride, Jake's heart sanked to the floor as he thought here we go round 2 of insults. "Want a coffee?" "What, oh err.. Yes please, I will come with you." "No that's okay, go chat with the family. He can help me get the coffees?" Jake felt a little uneasy about this, he knew if Jacob pushed Marco to far there would be consequences. They went out the door and headed down to the reception area to the vending machines. "Your threats don't worry me." "Did I threaten you?" "You tried to, but I got a few guys we could take you down easily enough." "It's a good thing your his brother. I will let your stupid remark go this time." "You don't scare me." "Jacob go back to your insignificant life and leave Jake alone, that would be the smartest thing you could ever do." "Ha, what you got some little secret queer gang." "Jacob your a waste of my time. Just get the coffees and don't ever speak to me or let me see you again." Jacob realised he had pushed boundaries way past the post this time, he looked at Marco who showed no care of concern towards Jacob. He punched the numbers on the vending machine and grabbed a tray to put the hot cups on. Marco didn't even look at him, he was not angry or upset at Jacob, he just saw a pathetic person who used words as a mean to protect himself. Jacob stood and banged his head against the vending machine several times. Marco just continued typing his text to Fabian completely ignoring him. Jacob wiped his eye, his head still resting against the vending machine, his guard had dropped. "Why does my brother hate me?" Marco stopped typing and stared at his phone, of all the questions he never expected that one. "What makes you think that?" "He doesn't talk to me much, never wants to hang out." "Take a look at yourself, you need to look inward and when you have figured that out you might understand why." "Even you don't like me." "Well is it any wonder, in the first few minutes you alienated yourself, nothing nice comes out of your mouth." "Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude or upset you. I find all this hard with my brother." "You pushed him away and now you don't really know Jake as the person he is now." "He has his own life away from me and the family." "Why do you do it?" "Do what?" "All this front you put on. Your not as hard as you think Jacob, I think you just mix with the wrong people who you want to impress." Marco had hit the nail on the head. Jacob raised his head off the vending machine and turned to Marco. "Yeah your right, I am so screwed up, no prospects and nothing to look forward to." "Why don't you sort your life out, get a job, girlfriend, make a life?" "No one will give me a job, look at me, they all think I am stupid as I fucked around at school to much." "Do you really want to turn your life around?" "When I look at Jake I get so jealous of how independent he is. He has never stood up to my Dad like he did just now." "Jake is becoming his own person. And I love him like crazy." "He is lucky to have that." "Jake has a good circle of friends who will go to extraordinary lengths to protect those they love." "I use to be his defender growing up through school." "He is still your younger brother, fix things before you destroy what love he has for you. Don't be shocked, he loves you very much." "How?" "Get to know Jake. Come to dinner on Friday, some of his work colleagues will be there as well." "Never been invited to dinner before." "You will need to tidy yourself up a little, wear something that is not torn and a shirt. I will get Jake to text you the details." Marco picked up one of the trays as they headed back. Jake was trying to gauge the situation, Jacob wanted to talk more to Marco but the doctor appeared and gave them the news that granny was conscious and sitting up in bed. As they doctor went to leave Marco stopped him. "What is the long term prognosis?" "About 4 or 5 months at best." "Do you know Dr Spencer Hasting?" "I think so, he is part owner of the Fabian & Hasting private hospital in Chelsea if I have the right one." "He is, we may decide to transfer her there if you see no issue with moving her." "No, and I think that would be good for her to have more personal care now." "I will talk to her grandson." Marco walked over to Jake and asked him to get the immediate family together to ask them for permission to do this. His Dad loitered at the back of the group. Marco had already briefed Jake who was more than happy with the suggestion after the shock of realising that Fabian's company owned the private hospital with Spencer. Jake looked at his Mum, Dad, brother, aunties and uncles before telling them the news, but they would all have to agree. His dad as usual was first. "Who is paying for that then, we can't afford it?" "For once dad can you just drop it, I will take care of everything." "And where do you get the money from?" His dad giving him the I know better look. Out of the blue Jacob spoke up. "Dad, be quiet if your not going to be sensible about this. Let Jake finish." "Let me call in a favour, if we agree it would be good for her I will find out more details." The family agreed so Jake called Fabian and spent 10 minutes talking to him. He hung up the phone and told the family that granny will have a private room and two companion nurses to look after her for as long as needed. The family thanked Jake as Marco stood behind so proud of him using his new family. His mother was no fool and new that Marco had something to do with it, she circled around the group towards him. "Thank you Marco." "It is all down to your wonderful son." "If you say so." Jacob went over to Jake who eyed him suspiciously, he stood in front of Jake, raised his arms and hugged his brother. "I miss you Jake." "I want my brother back Jacob. The one who annoyed the hell out me growing up, but protected me no matter what." Jacob released his hold he looked over to Marco who held out his hand, Jacob took it. Jake could have burst with pride at seeing his brother like this, it was like the Jacob the knew and loved was finally surfacing. Jake's dad looked on at the sudden change in Jacob and for the first time that morning he smiled slightly. He still didn't understand Jake sometimes but eventually he went over and shook his hand. Tiny steps Jake thought. To his surprise his dad held out a hand to Marco, he shook it but never uttered a word before he joined his wife. After visiting granny and giving her the news the family began to disperse. Marco called JP who said he will be there in 15 minutes. They sat out the front of the hospital waiting, his mum, dad and brother came out the front doors. Jake was saying goodbye to his parents, but Jacob was more distracted at the sight of the limo pulling up to the front, JP got out and stood by the passenger door waiting. Jake and Marco made their way over to JP who opened the door and they took their seats, Jake looked out through the blackened windows to see Jacob starring with his mouth open. "He might catch flies if he stays like that." "You never said how alike you two are." "Good genes I guess. What happened when you went to get the coffee?" "I just told him to stop alienating people and start being nice, and that you love him." "He did tell me he misses me being around." "Hope you don't mind, but I have invited him for dinner on Friday when Dave and Joe will be coming." "Not sure if that is wise or not. Do you know when he turned 17 I had the biggest crush on my brother." "Doesn't surprise me, he is quite hot, if rough around the edges. But you are hotter." "Stop it. It is sad that he can't find his own direction and settle." "Indeed. I know what I wanted to ask you. Your auntie Sue's son with the flat mohican, is his name Zack?" "Yes." "Hmmm, you know he is gay?" "Nah, how would you know that?" "His eyes followed us everywhere we went." "Maybe we should get him over one day and set Andre on to him." They both laughed and settled back, Marco put his arm around Jake it was the first time he had laughed that morning. "Thank you being here Marco." "I want to come with you later when you see your grandmother." "Of course, I would like that. I love having you by my side." He pulled Jake closer and kissed him lovingly and held on to him until they reached home. They changed and headed to the gym to workout, Marco as usual was pushing Jake harder each day. Jake quit after 45 minutes and was heading to the pool, Marco said he would join him there shortly. Noises were coming from the Orangery as Jake walked up from the basement, he crossed the hall way and in to the Orangery. He saw Fabian at the doors talking loudly to someone down by the pool, he turned and went over to Jake gaving him a kiss and a long hug. "Don't worry Jake, we are here for you." "Thank you Fabian, I appreciate what you have done for granny." "Anything for you. Ben is staying here for a week he is down at the pool with Andre." "I was just heading down there." "Watch out for them they are a pair of naughty kids when together." As he stepped down from the decking on to the path he saw Ben and Andre chasing each other as they quickly disappeared round the house. As he neared the pool terrace, Ben and Andre came running around the corner of the house and stopped. "Oh look what we have here Ben." "Well well if it isn't Jakey boy." "He loves having his nipples tweaked." Jake knew by the smirks on their face he was in trouble, he though about running back to the house. No, he didn't do that anymore so he threw his things on the ground and looked at both of them. "Come on, which one of you is first?" They looked at each other and both ran for him, Jake freaked and tried to side step Ben but his arm caught him square round his waist. He knew that there was no escaping Ben's muscled arms. Andre pushed Jakes hands away and began tweaking his nipples left and right, he couldn't do anything but giggle and scream. Ben spun Jake around to face him and kissed him on the lips before pushing him towards Andre, he wrapped his arms around his waist and started grinding his cock in to Jake's arse. Fabian was laughing from the decking with his arm around Marco before telling them to stop and let him swim. Andre released his hold and dived in to the pool. Ben grabbed Jake and pulled him close giving him a strong hug. "I am so sorry to hear about your granny Jake." Jake broke down, finally unable to hold his emotions in any longer. Marco saw and went to go over to him but Fabian held him back. "Give him a minute Marco, I think he has been trying to hold it together in front of us." "It has been one hell of a morning Fabian. I invited his brother over dinner on Friday, hope you don't mind." "Not at all, look forward to meeting him. "He is rough and quite abusive." "Hmmm, we all like a challenge Marco." They watched as Ben hugged him stroking the back of his head. He lifted Jake's chin up and looked him in the eye, he softly told him that he would be here if he wanted to talk. Jake kissed Ben on the lips and rested his head on his shoulder, Ben kissed the side of his face gently moving further round towards Jake's mouth. Instinct took hold of Jake as he moved his mouth to Ben's, their lips parted and met. Jake pushed his tongue into Ben's mouth as they passionately kissed. Andre leaning on the side of the pool had never seen anything hotter and was getting excited. Marco and Fabian smiled at the scene. "I think Jake is going to fit in well." "He was a little unsure when we spoke about enjoying the family last night." "That's sweet. And you Marco?" "Over the moon Fabian. He is the most amazing guy." "I am so happy for you both. Go rescue your boy before Ben has him naked and fucking him in the garden." The both headed down to the pool, Ben releasing Jake from their kiss as Marco told Ben to leave his boyfriend alone. Ben blushed before announcing how delicious Jake tasted. "You just keep your hands off him Ben, for the time being." "Your such a spoil sport Marco. Oh Jake, just for the record I am so going to nail you in bed!" Jake loved the idea of that telling him he looked forward to seeing if he lives up to his expectations.

Part 16 - The Lovers And Generosity "Happy Jake?" "Incredibly, I still ache a bit. Are we having sex?" "Not tonight Jake, I want you to be completely well. Anyway we won't be having sex." "What do you mean?" "You and I will only make love never just sex." "I never have thought about it like that, or even had the chance. Fabian was the closest thing I ever had to intimacy." "The best thing about our family is you can indulge with whoever you like." "You mean have sex with them?" "Absolutely, Fabian especially. But most importantly you must feel free to enjoy the family, it's what makes us all close." "It may take me some time to get use to this way of thinking." "Of course, I know this is all new but never be afraid to express yourself." Marco reached up to take Jake's shirt off. He stopped him and told him he was only ever allowed to undress him in the course of making love. Marco kissed Jake and began to strip. Jake sat and watched as Marco took off his shirt, he loved looking at the tightness and definition of the muscle in his arms. His beautifully crafted torso gave him an adonis stature. One thing he couldn't fathom was why Marco was so drawn to him when he could have the pick of the crop. Jake stripped then climbed in to bed next to Marco. "Marco, I don't pretend to understand many things. Why you and I are here now is one of them." "People get drawn together in many ways, it is just something that fits in to place and you know it is meant to be." Jake wrapped in Marco's arms gave him a tender kiss as they both laid looking at each other. The fight to stay awake was being lost, Jake's breathing eased in to a steady rhythm as he drifted in to sleep. Marco continued looking at Jake, had he really found someone who could love him unconditionally. He kissed his forehead before his eyes closed. Jake's eyes slowly opened, he was laying on his side with Marco spooning close against him. His body felt normal and his ached had disappeared, this he put down to being in the arms of his new lover. He climbed out of bed and looked at Marco who stirred and rolled over. Walking through to the lounge area to the open balcony doors and stood there, it looked over towards Spencer and JP's house. It was really dawning on him that there must be some serious amounts of money here, a fact he had never really given thought about, except what Fabian said to him, that he would look after him no matter what. Jake was from a home that got by, no extravagance or big holidays, just your average life. At some point he would have to confront his own family, they knew about him being gay but very guarded and disapproving over this matter and didn't talk about it. His only brother, Jacob, was a bit of a rough kid on the block, 2 years older, tattoos and always getting in to fights and no job. He loved his brother, but recently he had began tolerating him for the sake of his family. He only referred to Jake now as 'Queer boy' which he hated. They were all a world away from where he stood right now in the plush surroundings of Wimbledon, beyond the trees in Wandsworth his family would be getting ready for the normal daily routine. Jake stretched raising his arms high, he jumped as two defined arms circled around him from behind. Grabbing them he pulled them tighter around his body as Marco kissed his neck. "Morning handsome, how are you feeling?" "Wonderful now you are here." Before he could say anything more Marco spun him around, gently kissing him, he stroked Jake's face then picked him up. They kissed as he carried him back to the bedroom. Jake's legs were wrapped around Marco, without knowing it he was making little sounds of delight. Still holding him in his arms they reached the bed, Marco climbed up and laid Jake down. The kissing began to take a more sensual and erotic intensity. Jake's hands caressed Marco everywhere they could reach, his cock was wanting to burst showing his love for Marco. He tried to gain some composure but his attempt were futile. Marco's cock leaking precum like a dripping tap. Their eyes both wide open looking at each other as they kissed, yearning and desire was evident in the depth of their gaze. Jake felt the head of Marco's exquisitely crafted eight inch cock applying pressure against his hole, his desire and lust for Marco showed no resistance as finally he felt his lover penetrating his body slowly. Jake kissed him with more passion than ever, as he teased Jake's hole with slow tender thrusts. Marco could not hold back any longer he had to have him, he gyrated his hips several time as inch by inch he slipped deeper and deeper inside Jake. Jake moaned as a complete happiness took over his body with every thrust from Marco's love. He raised his head a few inches above Jake before whispering "My lover", he let out a loud moan, Marco's cock swelled. Jake knew they were about to seal their love for each other. Marco held Jake in his arms, his hips pushed up hard against Jake forcing his cock as deep as he could get hitting Jake's spot. Jake cried out "Marco, I love you.". Marco kissed Jake's neck as his semen pulsated up his shaft and entered in to Jake's body, sowing his seed of love. Jake tightened his legs around Marco as he simultaneously began shooting Fabian's strain of seed between their stomachs. Marco collapsed on top of Jake penetrating as deep as he could, steam after stream of seed being given to Jake. He held Jake tight as they continued to kiss, Marco was not finished with Jake yet. He continued fucking Jake, their mouths still devouring each other. Jake moaned again in pleasure as Marco began to pick up the momentum. Locked in their world, Jake held Marco around his neck, his legs still wrapped around Marco moved caressing his hips. Marco's hips once again pushed up hard against him, he moaned in to Jake's mouth as he shot his second load into Jake and then collapsed on top of him. Marco looked at Jake who just laid there with the biggest grin on his face. A look of pure satisfaction on both their faces was a sight to behold. Marco kissed Jake's nipple and worked down his naval and began lick the now sticky mess off his stomach. Jake stroked Marco's head giggling at the tender tickling the tongue performed on his body. He would have been more than content to just lay here for the rest of his life with Marco by his side. Marco glanced at the clock before springing off the bed dragging Jake to the shower. It was 9am before they made their way downstairs. Marco telling Jake he must ensure breakfast is ready for Fabian. The walked in the dining room to find Andre finishing off the table. "Hi Marco, hi Jake, I think it's all done. You need to show me how to do this properly tomorrow." "Morning Andre, why have you done this?" "Fabian wants me to take on more around the house, didn't he tell you?" "Oh, a lot happened yesterday." "No kidding." Andre looked in Jake's direction. "You look perky this morning, did you make love?" "Andre, behave and show some respect." Fabian had walked in to the room laughing at Andre's up front questioning. He gave Marco and Jake a kiss before looking at them and gesturing in a "Come on do tell" kind of way. Jake just smiled and winked, that was all that was required. "Oh and Marco, I want Andre to take on more butler roles around the house and you to work more with me as a personal assistant." "Of course Fabian." "Hopefully it will allow you two to spend more time together. Did you manage to sort the card out for Jake?" "Sorry Fabian not yet, I will do it after breakfast. What type of card?" "I think a black one, 500 should cover it." Jake just looked on confused and didn't understand all this code going on. He decided to have fun with Andre, he went round the table moving cutlery quicker and quicker, Andre running behind putting it back in it's place until he caught up with Jake. He grabbed his arm and forced him down on the ground, he straddle Jake pinning him on the floor. Andre began to pinch Jake's nipples causing him to cry out in laughter. The other side of the room Fabian and Marco held on to each other laughing their socks off at the antics of the young men. before he turned to Marco. "You need to get him to work out more otherwise Andre will make him his bitch if he can't match him." "Don't you feel a whole new energy in the house since he arrived?" "Totally Marco, shall we go rescue Jake?" Fabian bent down and heaved Andre off with one arm. Marco looking down at Jake who was still laughing holding his nipples to cover them, Marco noticed Jake was obviously a lot better and horny as his shorts gave everything away. Jake laid on the floor until he regained his composure. Andre straightened himself up but was grinning from ear to ear. Fabian was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee. "Marco, Jake, come sit. Jake this is as much your home now as mine." "I don't know what I have done to deserve your kindness Fabian, but thank you." "You are welcome Jake and enough of this thanking me. This is your home now as well." Andre served up breakfast, then placed a plate of food in an empty seat next to Fabian, gave him a kiss and sat down to eat with them. As soon as breakfast was done Marco sent Jake to get his work out clothes on and meet him in the gym. As he disappeared he went in to the office next to Fabian's and made the call to sort out a card for Jake. They were showering in their room having returned from their workout and swim, Marco said he had some work to do with Fabian, he suggested Jake and Andre go for a walk through the village to his flat and put together what he needs and they will collect it in the evening. Since it was a furnished flat it would only be his clothes and a few pictures. One of which was his grandmother Ellen, he doted on her as she looked after him a lot, growing up his parents were always working. He knew he had to go see her in hospital as it head been nearly a week since his last visit. Andre and Jake had a great time together, being close in age they could almost pass as brothers, except Andre sported a pretty fine physique. Jake just thought he looked plain and told Andre so, but Andre would have none of it, exclaiming that he was very attractive and real London looking. They giggled a lot as they came up to the security gate. Andre tapped his index finger on a pad above the lock and it magically swung open. "That's amazing." "Oh yeah, it is pretty nifty but not when you got sticky fingers, I was stuck outside here once for 15 minutes in the rain." "How did you get in then?" "Pressed the button and security had to open the gate." "What is it with the security?" "Fabian like his privacy. You don't know much about him do you?" "Not really, I love him in a way but not like Marco." "You should ask, he will be honest and tell you most things." "Maybe I will, but really all I need is a roof and food and of course love as it turns out." "To get Fabian's trust and respect as much as you have done is not easy. And you get a card." "What is this card?" "Marco and Ben are the only others who have cards, other family member are wealthy in their own right." "But what is it?" "You will find out soon enough. I don't need one as I only have to ask Fabian if I need anything." They entered the house and saw Marco and Fabian in the Orangery drinking coffee and mindlessly talking to each other. Jake walked in and gave Fabian a kiss then over to Marco and gave him a full on snog. "Everything sorted then Jake?" "Yes Fabian, just 3 bags of clothes to collect later, I brought some pictures with me hope you don't mind." "Of course not. Andre would you like to do lunch, Marco will show you." "Consider it done Fabian, come on Marco." "Jake come sit with me I have something for you." Jake sat next to Fabian and put his hand on his leg. Fabian produced a small envelope and gave it to Jake. "What is it?" "Open it silly and you will find out." Jake opened the envelope and a black card dropped out, he could just just make out the deep grey writing 'American Express'. "It's a credit card." "It is, but not just a credit card." "How so?" "It get's you in to some of the most exclusive places in the world." "But why would I need one?" "I want you to have it, that is your own personal expenses to do with as you wish." "Does it have contactless payment?" Fabian roared with laughter and gave Jake the biggest hug. "No Jake, it can do many things but not that." "So does it have the same limit as my other credit card of £1k?" "Not nearly close, it has £500k allowance per year." "Your kidding me?" "Not at all." "I still don't think I need it, but thank you Fabian." "I think Marco will take you out later in the week to do some shopping. You can see what doors that card will open for you." "Can I buy anything?" "Yes, but be careful and don't get carried away. Who is the picture of Jake?" "My grandmother, she looked after my brother and me a lot whilst my mum was working." "You have her eyes Jake. What's wrong?" "She is not well and in hospital so I do need to see her." "You must do that Jake, as you know family is key. Do you want me to help out in any way?" "Don't suppose you could tame my brother." Fabian mused this weird unsuspecting answer from him.

Part 19 The next guy to enter Rob’s ass was a tall lean guy with defined muscles including six pack abs. The guy had full tattoo sleeves and long dark unkempt hair. However, what Rob noticed most about the guy had nothing to do with his physical appearance. Somehow the Top’s cock was pressing firmly against Rob’s prostrate. That only intensified the yearning he was feeling to be fucked. After the guy plowed Rob for a few minutes he pulled his cock completely out of Rob’s ass and it was then clearly evident why Rob was feeling the extra pressure on his prostrate. The long thin cock had a sharp upward bend near the end. So when it was driven into Rob’s ass, the cockhead made a direct hit on Rob’s love button. The tattooed stud resumed fucking with fast shallow strokes. The feeling was driving Rob crazy. He moaned in pleasure and actually uttered the words “Please fuck me.” The Top picked up speed and then made a move that completely caught Rob off guard. The Top reached over and started stroking Rob’s hard dripping cock. Rob started writhing on the table, but because of his restraints was unable to escape. The Top stroked Rob’s cock in the same rhythm as he was fucking Rob’s ass. If he felt Rob tense up he would slow down. In Rob’s drug crazed mind, the activity was just strengthening the association of pleasure with being used. After a considerable time of edging, the Top finally pushed Rob over the top and Rob shot 6 large spurts of cum. Of course due to his position with his legs pulled back towards his shoulders all that cum shot directly onto his own face. In his life as a Top Rob was used to a little relaxation after he had cum to recharge. That was not going to be the case today. As soon as Rob stopped shaking from his intense orgasm, the tattooed Top drove his cock fully into Rob’s ass and started fucking with hard deep strokes. The feeling was so intense that Rob started grunting loudly with each stroke. Ten more minutes and Rob’s ass was filled with yet another load. As the tattooed Top walked away, Rob heard a strange sound. “Hiss, Hiss…..Hiss.” Jerry was back and asked Rob if he was ready for his snake. Jerry gathered some of the cum on Rob’s face and started working it through Rob’s hair like it was some sort of styling gel. He then wiped up some more cum with his cock and pressed it against Rob’s lips. “Lick it boy, you must learn to not waste cum even it if is your own,’ Jerry quipped. Satisfied that he had sufficiently degraded Rob for now, he moved in to fuck. Jerry was slow and deliberate with his fuck. He swiveled his hips from side to side as he pressed in his cock. Rob’s asshole had opened enough that it did seem like a snake slithering up his fuck channel. Jerry hissed at Rob a few more times and then picked up the speed of his fuck. It took a while for Jerry to cum but after he did, he returned to Rob’s face and planted a deep kiss. “See what you were missing boy?” “You could have had my cock up your ass the first day you walked into the leather store; but you insisted on being a tease and playing hard to get.” Jerry slapped Rob’s face with his cock a couple more times while laughing and then strolled away. Another two guys fucked Rob before one of the staff members walked over to unfasten his legs and let him get his circulation back. “Don’t get too relaxed pig, those legs are going back up in the air in a few minutes,” the staff member commented. “In the meantime though, suck my uncut cock.” The staff member pulled his cock out of his leather shorts and waved it in front of Rob’s face. “Stick your tongue out pig and lick the head.” “Get under the skin; I have left it nice and ripe and cheesy for you.” “I want my cock spotlessly clean when you are done.” A bottle of poppers was brought out and Rob’s took a deep hit from each nostril. It helped to put him in the mood and made the taste of the cheesy dick not seem so bad. Rob sucked and licked the cock to get it clean. Due to Rob’s position with his head on the table, Tops really couldn’t throat fuck him. That didn’t stop them from trying though. The staff member did make sure Rob licked every bit of his 7”. He would rub the shaft across Rob’s lips and tongue then stick the head and a few inches back in Rob’s mouth. When he pulled away Rob hoped that was the end of it. He had a foul taste in his mouth that wouldn’t go away. The staff member had another idea though, and he got on the table and dipped his low hanging balls toward Rob’s mouth. “Now suck and clean my sweaty balls.” Rob obeyed and licked and sucked the Tops balls for what seemed like forever. In reality it was for just long enough to trigger the Top to cum. He pulled his balls out of Rob’s mouth pointed his cock at the empty opening and sprayed his cum into the awaiting hole. Ron was fed more poppers as the Top got off the table. “One more thing before we get your legs back up and your ass open for business again.” “I didn’t get to take a shower before coming to work tonight so I am getting a little rank.” He raised his arm and lowered his armpit over Rob’s face. “Clean away my stench with your tongue little piggy.” Rob nearly wretched at the smell but he did as he was told again and gave both pits a good tongue bath one after the other. When he was finished, Rob’s legs were raised back up and the restraints reattached to the eye bolts. A shard of Tina was inserted into his ass and he was ready to resume servicing more cock. The next Top stepped up to take his turn. This pattern of fucking Rob continued for several more hours. He would get plowed by a few Tops and then his legs would be lowered to help restore his circulation. Several of the Tops had been emboldened from watching the staff member force Rob to clean his cock, balls and pits. Therefore every time his legs were lowered, Rob’s mouth would be used as a wash station. Each new fucking cycle would start with little Tina shard to refresh his compliance. When Rob saw Nick’s face appear in front of him he was relieved. Surely this party had gone on long enough he thought. Nick ran his tongue across his lips and started fingering Rob’s hole with 3 fingers. “It’s time to move you to your next station,” he said. Rob’s jaw dropped. Yes the drugs were still making him crave cock, but he didn’t know how much more he could take. Nick started pushing his fingers in deeper and started twisting them back and forth. “Normally I don’t participate in the festivities since I have a lot of things to supervise with these parties, but in this case I will make an exception.” “You’ve already had a glimpse of my big cock and now you will get to feel what it’s like in your ass.” Rob felt Nick’s hefty cock slapping his ass for a few seconds and then he felt the sheer force of it driving into his hole. “Cocky arrogant Tops like you always make great pussy bottoms…. Eventually,” Nick laughed as he plowed his cock in and out of Rob’s now loose and cum-filled ass. “We WILL convert you to a total bottom and more,” Nick emphasized as he continued to fuck. ”You are picturing that in your mind aren’t you slut?” “Your horny ass will soon rule your mind and you will thank us for making you see the light.” Nick stared fucking harder and faster. Rob’s confused mind didn’t know what to think. Right now his sole focus was the cock in his ass and how it felt. He soon felt Nick’s cock throbbing as it added more seed up his gut. “OK slut, let’s get you over to the fuck bench to round out your fuck positions.”

Part 18 And hour later the stocks were unlocked to release Rob. He was so exhausted he could hardly move. The drugs in his system however were keeping him stimulated. Nick asked him how he felt and all he could say was, “Sore and horny.” “Well pig, we are going to give your ass a little rest for a couple hours,” Nick informed Rob. Rob was somewhat relieved until Nick continued. “But the party is only a third over and we don’t want your ass swelling shut, so we’ll just put in this plug to keep your ass open while everyone uses your other hole for a while.” A medium sized butt plug was placed in Rob’s abused ass and he was led over to another part of the room. Rob was forced to lie on his back on a table that only stood about 2 feet off the ground. He was then strapped down tightly with his arms to his side. Rob thought the table was a little low to be throat fucked on. Besides his head wasn’t even hanging off the edge. His confusion ended when a hairy otter walked up and put a bottle of poppers under Rob’s nostrils. Rob took a couple of deep hits and then the otter turned round and sat on his face. “Eat my ass pig; get that tongue working!” Rob tentatively licked at the hairy hole until the otter sunk lower on his face and the butt plug in Rob’s ass started to vibrate. Rob then became much more enthusiastic. At some of the first Turn-the-Top parties, a rim seat was used for this portion of the event. However some of the guys being turned were resistant to eating ass for hours and wouldn’t consistently lift their heads to properly rim. It turned out to just be much easier for the Top to actually sit on the new bottom’s face. The bottom needed to either eat the ass presented to them or be suffocated in the Top’s ass crack. Rob tried not to think about what he was doing. He certainly was very familiar with having a guy eat his ass but had never been the one to actually do the rimming. He did know what felt good on the receiving side, and any doubt he had about eating ass was overridden by the meth, poppers and the vibrating ass plug. He soon learned that the Top on his face was in control of the vibrating plug. The better job he did with eating ass, the more likely it was that the Top would give his ass and prostate the stimulation it was craving. When the otter had enough and was dripping pre-cum he stood up, handed the remote control to the next guy and headed to another station to fuck a different bottom until Rob’s ass was available again. The next guy had a huge smooth bubble butt; it was just the type Rob loved to fuck. When the guy spread his cheeks and sat over Rob’s mouth; Rob dove right in. He didn’t even wait for the vibrator to start because he was hoping an intense start to the rimming would result in the vibrator being immediately turned to high speed. Rob was right about the vibrator, however what he wasn’t expecting was the cum dribbling out of the bubble butt. He knew that sometimes the guys played amongst themselves at these parties, he just hadn’t realized that might mean some of the asses he was about to rim might be cum loaded. After he had rimmed a few more asses he learned that the party guests weren’t the only ones he was to service. One of the party staff led over a leashed bottom from an adjacent fuck station. “This bottom needs a little refresh before he goes back to work” the staff member said. “Besides we figured you might have really worked up an appetite and need some protein to refuel.” With that the bottom sat and put his red gaping hole over Rob’s face and then pushed out a large volume of cum into Rob’s open mouth. “Clean that hole faggot,” shouted the bottom. Rob had no choice but to swallow and felch the bottom’s sloppy asshole. After Rob ate out about a dozen more asses he was told his “break” was over. Rob was led over to a fairly narrow table and was lifted so he was sitting on the edge of it. Leather cuffs were attached to his wrists and ankles and the butt plug was removed. His hole felt empty and his ass lips began to quiver as if they were beckoning a cock to come fill the void. The staff member looked at him and asked if he needed a little boost. Rob looked him in the eyes and simply held his arm out in response. When Rob finished coughing from the latest slam he was pushed on his back and his wrists were fastened to large eye bolts on either side of his head. This left his ass hanging off the edge of the table. Rob wasn’t sure how he’d be fucked in this position. His legs were then lifted toward his shoulders and the ankle restraints were hooked to the same eye bolts as his wrists. A wooden pole was quickly tied behind his knees to keep his legs spread and hole open. The pole also served as leverage for the Top when they mounted Rob’s ass. A bearded older Top stepped between Rob’s legs and into Rob’s line of sight. The face looked kind of familiar but he couldn’t quite place it. “When Nick called me and started asking questions and then told me what was planned for you, I just had to come and participate.” “Do you know who I am boy,” asked the Top. Rob shook his head no. The leather man rolled his eyes and said, “I figured as much, you’ve been an arrogant prick over the years so I’m not surprised that you don’t recognize me.” “My name is Roger, Nick is a friend of mine that I met at IML in Chicago almost 10 years ago and we’ve always kept in touch.” “When he sent me your pictures and started asking questions I had a lot to tell.” “In case it still hasn’t clicked in that pea sized brain of yours, I am Master Roger, the owner of the Renegade bar back in Ohio where you live.” “The bar patrons have never liked the way you strut about and tease them, so when Nick told me about tonight I immediately hopped on a plane to participate in turning you.” Even though Rob was flying high from his latest slam, Roger’s words sunk in and horrified him. Roger waved his thick 10” uncut cock for Rob to see. Roger pressed the head of his cock against Rob’s twitching hole and said; ”This is for all my customers you have tormented over the years.” He then drove his cock in until his big balls slapped against Rob’s ass cheeks. Roger started power fucking Rob without any mercy. He stared Rob in the eyes the whole time. If Rob tried to avoid his glance by closing his eyes, Roger would pull his cock completely out of Rob’s ass and then immediately drive it back in hard until Rob opened his eyes wide and returned Roger’s stare. Rob was moaning loudly. It wasn’t quite clear if it was from pleasure or agony. Occasionally Rob would mutter the words, ”I’m sorry…I’m sorry.” Roger was drawing a crowd as he fucked Rob. “Give the pathetic prick what he deserves,“ they chanted. “Harder, harder, harder!” Another 20 minutes and Roger deposited his big payload inside Rob’s ass. When he pulled out he walked to the other side of the table and slapped his cock against Rob’s face. “Open up those cock sucker lips and clean my cock boy,” he demanded. “Make sure you get your tongue under the foreskin to get everything.” Rob slurped on the uncut cock to make sure Roger was fully satisfied. Roger glanced up and saw another Top step up to fuck Rob’s ass. “Looks like you are about to be filled again,” he said. “I’ll be back later to give you another load or two.”

I don't care black, white or yellow, as long as they are masculine and powerful enough to make me their effeminate submissive bitch. To be such a strong alpha male that there is no room for anything left of my masculinity. Insisting his is only cock present to breed my pussy.