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Part 5 - Scandinavian Surprise He found the bathroom on the second floor of the sprawling apartment. As he walked into the doorway, he spotted a lithe naked body enjoying the shower. Somehow, Dan's dick still found enough energy to spring to attention as he admired the water cascading over the beautiful man cleaning himself after the night's activities. At least six feet tall, the showering beauty was rubbing himself with soap and spending no short time rubbing his semi-hard dick. Dan stood and watched as the shower god intermittently stroked his dick and played with his hole, keeping both covered with plenty of soap. The three letters blazed red on his chest, marking his new status; while Dan knew the shower would cleanse the paint from his body, he knew nothing could now cleanse the virus that was reprogramming his body from the inside. Dan laid back on the smooth marble bench in the wet room and jerked his still-hard dick as he watched the shower scene before him. So engrossed in pleasure , he barely noticed the water stop and the lithe figure emerge from the large shower. He looked Scandinavian, maybe Danish, with piercing blue eyes, bright blond hair and a chiseled jaw. He towered himself off with a fluffy white towel, one of many laid out for the night, eyeing Dan from head to toe, yet saying nothing. His hair was in a messy, spiky state as he walked over and took Dan’s Dick in his mouth in one go. Dan could feel his meat shooting down his new companion’s thrust, but blond didn’t seem to have any gag reflex. Dan moaned deeply, enjoying the sensation, he didn’t know how long it was before he found his dick momentarily cold as the Nordic stud straddled him and he felt the right sensation of fresh hole against his mouth. Dan let his tongue loose and hungrily devoured the smooth snack forced onto him. The shower left this beautiful figure clean on the outside but Dan’s Tongue still caught the taste of cum inside; this boy had been bred, probably over and over. He dove his tongue inside voraciously, savouring every moment, opening up this fresh hole ready for what he hoped would come next. As his snack receded and ride back down Dan’s sweat and cum covered body towards his throbbing dick, Dan realised that they were not alone. “So you met my boyfriend, huh?” Greg growled with a naughty grin. “He’s a fucking dirty cumslut, and he’s the one that found you online and told me to invite you. His hole is swimming with charged cum from tonight, not that they’ll do anything new to him, right Kristofer?” The blond grinned and leaned back to kiss Greg, arching his back and riding down onto Dan’s eight inch uncut meat. Dan moaned in glorious ecstasy as he felt the warm wet hole wrap around him. But the best was yet to come, as Greg pushed Kris down to kiss Dan deeply and Dan felt a new pressure; Greg was sliding in to join him. Kris rocked, struggling to take the two might poz dicks invading his hole, his face half pure pleasure and half pure pain. Soon both dicks were ball deep and bareback, Greg sliding in and out as Dan laid back and enjoyed the pure sensation of double penetration. He ran his hands over the beautiful lithe body riding him, and the muscle stud running the show from behind. He felt Greg’s dick grow bigger and heard his breath quicken, Dan’s dick began to gush in sympathy as Greg exploded and the both pumped their toxic seed into the tight scandic ass. Dan was gasping as Kris lifted of them, panting hard, his dick solid and quivering. Dan realised his vulnerability only moments before his legs were raised and Kris’s dick plunged into his raw, used, pozzed hole. Greg was beside him, holding his arms above his head, pinning him to the bench as Kris slid in and out of his sloppy hole. “He’s the most toxic guy here tonight, and he’s wanted you since he spotted your profile. If nothing ride tonight takes, his will.” Kris grinned as Greg encouraged him, “poz this little neg chaser slut, Mark him as ours”. That was enough to send this Danish dream over the edge as Dan felt the last load of the night flood him. He lay, alone and exhausted in the bathroom for what seemed like days before finally calling it a night

Chapter 27 The next morning we headed down to have breakfast at one of the hotel restaurants. As we were eating Brandon kept looking at something behind me. "Oh no, please tell me you haven't found someone else you think is into me." He chuckled, "umm no, but if you'll recall I was right on the money with that guy." "Okay then what's got you so distracted." "That waiter over there is so fucking cute. We should have sat in his section." I turned and looked and he was right, the kid was very cute but what caught my eye was a guy who was just leaving his table. He was short, maybe about 5'5" with what appeared to be a pretty tight lean body. He had dark brown hair that hung down to about an inch above his collar. I couldn't tell what color his eyes were but he had the cutest face. He looked like he was in his mid thirties. I thought I saw him in one of the sessions yesterday so I was pretty sure he was here for the conference. We briefly made eye contact as he was leaving the restaurant. Damn he was really hot. Brandon and I attended most of the same sessions in the morning and he seemed to really be enjoying himself. In the afternoon there was one class I thought would be perfect for him so we split up. The session I had planned to attend was cancelled as the presentor wasn't able to make the conference at the last minute. I thought this would be a perfect time to have some alone time and go for a run. I loved having Brandon here but I wasn't used to having someone around twenty-four-seven so this was a nice break for both of us. The city had some great running trails along the river close to the hotel so that's where I headed. I'd been running for about forty-five minutes when I decided to circle back. As I was rounding a bend in the trail I spotted a guy up ahead that looked a little like the guy from the restaurant. As I got closer I realized that was him. He was sitting on a bench and appeared to be massaging his calf. "Hey you okay," I asked as I stopped in front of him. "Oh yeah, I'm fine thanks, this is nothing, I just overdid it and started cramping a bit. I'll be fine in a few minutes." "Why don't you let me take a look." "Oh no sir, really it's not that bad I'll be fine. I don't want to interrupt your run." "Nonsense, it's no problem at all. We runners have to stick together." I squatted down in front of him and took his leg in my hands and started to massage his calf muscles. A small moan escaped his lips, perfect! "I noticed you this morning at breakfast, you here for the conference?" I asked. "Umm, uhh, yes I am. The session I had planned to go to this afternoon was cancelled and nothing else looked interesting so I figured it was a perfect time to hit the trails." "Same here, great minds I guess." He blushed. Damn there was something about guys that blushed that just sent an immediate reaction to my dick. I continued massaging his leg but started moving a little north. They were extremely toned and completely smooth. I couldn't resist asking, "your legs are so smooth do you wax?" He blushed even more, "nope naturally smooth. No hair below my neck all the way down. Shit, I can't believe I just told you that." I chuckled, "it's all good. Do you know how many women, not to mention several guys, who would kill to be this smooth naturally?" He couldn't bring himself to look at me. "Oh I'm sure, and I wish I was hairy like you," he said glancing at my hairy legs and the chest hair poking out of my tank top. I swear he licked his lips just a bit. "Well, look at it like this, with such a smooth body you're a blank slate for a tattoo artist. I'd love to put some tats on my chest but then you wouldn't be able to see them very well through all my hair." "Umm, yeah, I don't have any tattoos. I mean not that I don't find them hot," he stammered out. I was massaging his thigh now. "Umm as good as that feels, the cramp was just in my calf muscles." "Oh sorry about that. You have amazing legs so I just got a little carried away," I said as I returned to his calf. "Yeah, uhh, no problem." "Anytime, I imagine you have no problems finding women or men to massage this hot body of yours." I could see a little tenting going on in his shorts. "Ahh men definitely men." He blushed even redder. "I kinda thought so," I said patting his thigh as I stood up, my hard dick straining against my jock." He smiled, "you're not exactly subtle are you?" "Not when I see something I want." I held out my hand to him. He reached out and I pulled him to his feet. "Now, let's see how that leg's doing." "Better sir, thanks. I'm not sure I can straight out run but I think if I do a slow jog I should be okay." "Great, let's do it then." We started jogging at a slower pace so he could test out his leg. "Sir really, you don't have to run with me. I know I'm just slowing you down. I'll be fine. Plus won't your son be wondering where you are?" "My son," I asked him. "The young man that was with you at breakfast." "Oh you mean Brandon. No, he's not my son or boy," I said winking at him, "he's my admin assistant." I paused for a second then added, "who I occasionally fuck." He started to stumble so I reached out to steady him. "Easy boy, you don't want to go hurting yourself again." "Umm I don't mind being called boy, I actually kind of liked it," he whispered, "but I just thought you might want to know, my name's Xander." He stopped for a second so he could get his footing. He turned to me and said, "I can honestly say I have never met anyone quite like you before." "Is that a good thing, Xander? By the way I'm Scotty." He didn't answer but got a big grin on his face and took off jogging down the trail. We continued on in silence for about thirty minutes when I asked him how his leg was doing. "It's a little tight but other than that feels okay so far." He was quiet for a few minutes then added, "I might need another massage later, you know, just to be safe." When we got back to the hotel I followed him up to his room. "Why don't you sit on the bed and let me take a proper look at your leg." I took his shoes and socks off and lightly rubbed his feet slowly working my way up his leg. "You've got great muscles son. I can't belove how smooth you are. Were you serious about no hair below your neck boy?" "Yes sir, completely smooth." "I think you're going to have to prove that to me. Lift up," I said as I grabbed his shorts and pulled them off. He wasn't wearing any underwear so his small hard cock popped right out. "Damn you're tiny son." He went to cover himself. "Sorry sir. I know I don't have a real man's cock." "Hey there," I said removing his hands from his crotch, "not every guy was meant to be a true man. Can I ask you a question?" He smiled, "you just did, but yes go ahead," he grinned at me. "Smart-ass, do you find yourself playing with your dick or your asshole more?" He looked embarrassed and wouldn't look at me. "My hole. When I do cum it's usually a pretty small load." "Do you eat your cum?" "Always sir. I like the taste." He blushed again. "When you play with your hole does your dick get hard?" He looked really embarrassed now, "no sir I remain totally limp but I do leak a lot of precum." "That's good Xander, guys like you were put on this earth to serve real men. You don't need your cock, your special gift is your boy pussy. You get your pleasure from men using you and filling you up with their cum." "I don't know sir, most guys don't want someone like me and if they do, they expect me to be a lot more experienced because I'm older." "Just how old are you son?" "Forty-two sir." "Stand up for me." I took his t-shirt and lifted it over his head so he now stood naked in front of me. "Damn, you certainly look a lot younger with your totally smooth body, I figured you were in your thirties. Anyway, age doesn't matter son, what's important is you learn to embrace your true place. There are definitely younger men who are alphas and older guys who are subs." "Really sir?" "Absofuckinglutely! Brandon, the kid you thought was my boy, he's on his way to being an alpha male and he's only nineteen." "Holy fuck he's still a teenager." I smiled! "I know, right. My point is, age is just a number. You need to stop being afraid and embrace who you were meant to be." "Thank you sir, that means a lot. I, umm, I don't suppose you'd be willing to help teach me sir. I mean I know we only have a few days left in town but I'm tried of being afraid." "Damn boy, will you look at what you've done to me?" I took his hand and put it on my hard cock which was straining to bust out of my shorts. "I'll help you on one condition." "What's that sir?" He asked nervously. "Xander, you must do everything I tell you to do, without hesitation. Anytime you want to stop we will but then we're done." He was shaking a little. "But I promise you, I won't hurt you and everything we do will be purely for your benefit to help you discover you're true purpose." "Okay I understand sir." Of course that's the exact moment my fucking phone goes off. I looked and saw it was work calling. "Damn, sorry Xander I have to take this." He nodded in understanding and moved off into the bathroom to give me privacy. "Hello, this better be important. No sorry, yeah everything's fine, what's up. Crap that's not good. Yeah give me ten minutes and I'll call you back, I need to go back to my room and get my computer. Okay, talk to you soon, bye." Fuckity fuck fuck! Xander came back into the room and sat on the edge of the bed. "I'm really sorry, something's come up with work and I need to go put out a fire." "Of course, I shouldn't have distracted you. I'm sorry sir." "Xander," I said putting my hand on his naked thigh, "You are not a distraction, it's simply a pause. It should only take me about an hour then I'll come back. In the meantime I have some assignments for you. While I was on the phone and you went into the bathroom, did you even consider getting dressed?" "The thought crossed my mind but then you hadn't given me permission so I stayed naked. I'm sorry did I do something wrong?" "No son not at all. You did exactly as expected." I squeezed his thigh and his little dick jumped in excitement. While I'm gone I want you to clean yourself out and when you're done stay naked." "Yes sir." "Now stand up and let me take a proper look at you." He stood in front of me trying not to fidget. "Okay standup straight and clasp your hands behind your back." He did as instructed but kept his head down eyes on the floor. "Boy look at me," he raised his head and looked me in the eye," never be ashamed of the fact that you're not a real man. You have a very important role to play. You should be proud that god put you here to please real men." "Okay thank you sir." I don't think he believed me yet but by the time I was done with him he'd be begging for men to use him. I leaned down and gave him a passionate kiss. "Damn son, you're good at that." "Thank you sir! I really enjoy kissing." "Okay I really need to go take care of this work mess. I'll see you soon boy." I gave him another quick kiss and let myself out of his room. Xander had no idea how much his life was about to change.

I decided to visit my parents for the holidays and set out on the ten hour drive to get to my hometown in backwoods West Virginia early in the morning. The weather was against me the entire way spitting snow and freezing rain in squalls as I inched along the highway. That combined with frequent accidents up ahead made the trip much longer than anticipated, so I finally gave up and pulled into a small roadside town for the night. After checking into the only motel in town and grabbing a quick bite to eat I settled into my room and out of boredom I checked out Grindr not really expecting anything in a town with less than 4000 people according to the welcome sign I had passed. I wasn’t surprised to see that the closest man was over 50 miles away. I switched over to BBRT anticipating the same results but was shocked when I saw that there was someone two miles from my location. There wasn’t a face picture only a body shot, but it had me drooling. His ad said he was 47, 5’ 10”, 215 with salt and pepper hair and that he was an endowed undetectable top. I wasted no time in messaging him and was very happy when he responded a few minutes later. “Hey boy. You looking to get fucked?” I wrote back quickly to say yes. “How soon can you be ready for me?” I told him 30 minutes and gave him my location. “See you then boy.” I rushed to the bathroom and prepped for a hard breeding. Thankfully I always travel prepared and was soon ready for what I was hoping would be a fun encounter. I had just left the bathroom wrapped only in a cheap white towel when I heard a knock on the door. I peeked out the peephole and was pleasantly surprised to see a ruggedly handsome face staring back at me. I opened the door and he stepped in quickly. As he turned to shut and lock the door I was struck by how opposite we were from each other. I was almost half his age at 24 and at 5’6”, 140 he was nearly twice my size! “Good boy” he growled with a the same thick accent I had worked so hard to lose. He reached out putting his rough calloused hands on my smooth chest making me gasp in pleasure. He tweaked my nipples and then pulled off my towel leaving me completely exposed. He roughly pulled me into his chest and began grabbing my ass running his fingers into my crack. I breathed in the scent of him, all male musk with a bit of tobacco and bourbon. I was in heat and hard as a rock. He pulled off his coat and shirt exposing his furry chest and big nipples that I knew I had to suck on. I dropped to my knees and pulled off his work boots and socks. He unbuckled his belt and shucked out of his jeans and boxers letting his thick cock out. I sat up on my knees and took him in my mouth savoring the concentrated taste of his manhood. “Damn boy. You don’t waste time do you? You want to feel Daddy’s cock in you don’t you boy?” I moaned yes around his rapidly thickening cock. He sat in the rooms only chair as I alternated between sucking his dick, his nipples and kissing him while he moaned and encouraged me to keep sucking for about ten minutes. He stood up suddenly reached down and pulled me up to kiss deeply. He grabbed my ass and pulled me off my feet and swung me into the bed before I knew what was happening. I was pleasantly surprised when he began sucking me. I thought he was going to be a greedy top not that I had a problem with that. After I few minutes he went lower and began eating and fingering my hole which had me gasping for breath as his thick stubble was rubbing against my sensitive ass. He flipped me over onto my stomach so that I was bent over the bed. I could see us both in the mirror as he grabbed the lube from the nightstand and poured a generous amount on his beer can thick cock. I quickly grabbed my poppers and huffed a few hits as he lined himself up to my wet hole. Just as the rush hit my brain I felt the head pop inside. The poppers and lube kept the pain to a minimum. He waited a minute while I relaxed around him before starting a blistering fucking. Honestly, I just held onto the mattress and tried to keep my moaning from being too loud. He flipped me so that I was now riding him and it felt like I was on a bucking bull. I could feel every inch of him inside of and with every thrust his cockhead rubbed against my prostate making me harder and harder as precum dripped down onto his stomach. He started jerking me off in time with his thrusting and I couldn’t keep my orgasm back any longer. With a muffled roar I shot my load over his chest and face. He grinned evilly and held onto my waist forcing his dick even deeper into me. He cried out as he came flooding me with five or six shots of cum. I collapsed onto his chest and felt him slide out of my now gaping hole. We both fell asleep quickly with me draped over his chest. I woke up sometime in the night as he slid his cock back inside for round two. In the morning we showered together as he bred me for the third time against the wall. I made plans to stop for the night on my way back home. It was truly one of the best fucks I’ve ever had.

Because he wants his boi poz, just like Daddy😈

Last night. We had a bit of bad weather here in West Michigan, but I decided to leave my friends at the bar and run over to the Diplomat club to see if I could get any action. The club is small and kind of sleazy, and honestly has never been very busy when I’ve been, so I wasn’t expecting much. I paid and got my towel and headed to the lockers. I did a walk around the place to see if anyone looked promising, and I didn’t see anyone who struck me, so I decided to head to an open area where they have a mattress tucked into a hidden corner by a tv playing porn. I laid face down, took my towel off and waited with my ass available. I heard a few guys moving around, felt a few hands and fingers prodding my hole, and after a bit finally felt a guy get on the mattress and straddle my thighs. I reached back and spread my cheeks, and he spit on my hole and started fingering me. I then heard a condom wrapper being opened, before he pushed his wrapped cock up inside me. He wasn’t huge, and I was bummed he wrapped it up, but the fuck felt good and he plowed me for a while before I heard him grunt and felt his cock twitching as he filled the condom. He smacked my ass and said thanks before leaving. I laid there for another ten or fifteen minutes before another guy joined me and spread my cheeks. He bent down and licked into my hole before crawling up my body and whispering in my ear ‘tastes just like I remember’. I turned around and was surprised to see a younger guy I had hooked up with several times over the years. He had gained a bit of weight, and was definitely what you would call a bear, but he had the same beer can thick cock I remembered. I smiled and we kissed for a bit while he reached down and played with my hole. Finally he spat in his hand a few times and slicked his cock, before guiding it to my hole. Whenever we had played before, he had always used a condom, so as soon as I felt that raw cock pushing into me I wrapped my legs around his waist so I could push him the rest of the way in. I’m not kidding when I say he was thick, and he’s the kind of guy that gets rock hard, so it can be pretty brutal, but I loved it! He split me open and deep dicked me for a good long while before dumping a huge load inside me. He stayed inside me while we came down from our fuck high, and I mentioned he had always used condoms before. He laughed and said I was face down ass up in a sex club, so he figured I didn’t care if he raw dogged me. He pulled out and started fingering my hole, playing with his load, before telling me he had a boyfriend at home who liked to fuck his sloppy seconds, and if I wanted I could come back to his apartment with him. I agreed, we got our clothes and left. Fifteen minutes later I was bent over a couch at their apartment taking his boyfriends raw load while he throat fucked me. I got four more loads from them over the next couple hours, and a promise to do it again the next time I’m in town!

My stories are completely fiction for the purpose of sexual fantasy only. In the real world, consent is important to us all. Mutual consent is the key to getting laid, and it keeps us out of jail. I wish I had more time to write porn. It usually requires a nothing-planned weekend and 6 hours at my computer with a rainstorm keeping me inside. I have other hot stories on this site that get me creaming my shorts in no time. The Broken Jock, The Broken Jock II: The Third Baseman, and How to Get Your Poz Cock into Lyle Cranston's Speedos. All my stories feature various returning characters to help keep character development from getting too much in the way of the action (why we're here). My first story, the Broken Jock actually began with the first few chapters in the "Bareback Stories" forum, but... I eventually got poz tops bare fucking my neg protagonist, and so the rest of my stories are here in the "Bug Chasing and Gift-Giving Section" where they fit in very well. Enjoy this new installment. The Broken Jock III: The Left Fielder This is Clyde, John’s husband. It’s springtime and I’m at the bar for a season opener party for the hot gay softball team my partner John and I are on the war path for pozzing up. Last season, John and I were useful in double poz fucking Adam the short stop, and I’m pretty sure that John and I pozzed up that beautiful ass on Tom the third baseman, especially after he returned to our doorstep, wet and cold from a rainy SantaCon, for a repeat bare fuck from us in December. A group of us poz breeders, my partner John, Leon, anon online tops Poz9In and Coach4Jox have zeroed in on this team that seems ripe for the picking—for bareback fucking… and pozzing. They have some fresh new players this season and the group of us have been waiting for today to start our plan. Coach4Jox has his eye on a 21-year-old twink, Caleb, who seems to be playing a lot at left field according to what Leon has reported to the guild. He’s blond, slim with powerful legs from running a lot, and a small bubble butt that Coach says he wants to pop. He said that he has done his research and knows for sure that the kid is neg. I didn’t ask. At the request of Coach4Jox, we are all currently buying shots for Caleb so that he can be buzzed enough to be walked home by one or two of us on the guild. So far, Caleb has accepted all offers, and Coach looks delighted at his prospects of getting his bare poz cock up in that cute butt later tonight. I, on the other hand, have my eye on the new catcher, Evan. A stocky ginger boy, 23, with green eyes, strawberries and cream skin and coppery hair parted on the side. Like Tom, his white softball pants were tight and showed off his muscular butt. Even at 68, my poz cock drips just thinking about that neg hole on Evan. I know he’s neg because I found his profile on the safe-only hook up site after searching for hours. I practically creamed my bike shorts on Sunday morning when I found it, and knew I had to pursue this one. Not all of the guild of poz breeders was present for the team’s first fundraiser of the year, but we have all secretly tasked ourselves with pozzing up the team this year, hopefully without the coach or the team catching on too quickly. Adam and Tom are keeping quiet, and Adam, now Leon’s boy, is helping us lure his teammates when we demand it. At the end of the beer bust, Adam is tasked with offering Coach for a walk home for the very drunk Caleb—creating the very dream scenario Coach had wanted for stealth pozzing Adam. Evan was bought some stiff drinks by me, and he nodded a cheers to me in thanks before drinking it down. He approached me only on the third drink to say hello and thanks. I told him that I always buy drinks for beautiful boys, and he smiled and blushed. I laughed. When he recovered, he kissed me on the lips and turned back to his teammates to participate in a loud team cheer. As the fundraiser was ending, Adam did his job of offering Coach to walk Caleb home and, surprisingly, he did the same for me and Evan. Evan chatted with me for as I watched Coach leave with young and very inebriated left fielder. Evan kissed me and said, “Thanks for the offer—Clyde was it?—but my boyfriend is coming over to take me home.” “Damn! Really?” I said putting on an evil smile. “You mean I’m not going to get to shove my cock up that amazing ass tonight?” I teased him. He blushed again and grabbed a napkin and pen from the bar. EVAN 555-9033. “Text me next weekend, okay. Maybe we can do that then. My boyfriend and I are open but we have some rules for being safe.” I nodded and smiled, hiding my disappointment, but not my hardon which was blatantly stretching down my left calf under my khakis. “Sounds good.” “He’s here.” He got his cap and a bag of softball gear and turned back to me. “Till then.” “Bye, Evan.” I watched as his white cloth-clad but moved to the door. Next week I will get up that. ———- My hardon was now calling for a replacement ass and I remembered that Coach and Caleb were on their way to the boy’s place. I texted Coach to let me tag along. ME: I’ll fuck him after you if you want. I’d like to pound your toxic seed in good with my big cock.” I knew that would get Coach on board. COACH4JOX: Fuck yeah! We’re only a block away on Dougherty Street. Come catch up and then follow behind us. I quickly walked out of the club and made my way to Dougherty. When I turned the corner, Coach was helping Caleb up off the sidewalk. He was wasted. Coach turned and saw me, and motioned with his head to follow them. It took us about 10 minutes to get to the kid’s apartment. After opening the building’s front gate, the twink bounded up the stairs. Coach held the gate open for me and we both got in the small entry way and walked up to find Caleb’s apartment door wide open. The boy was already passed out on the bed, face down when we closed the apartment door. Coach and I celebrated with a sigh. I got out the fresh bottle of poppers from my front pocket that had been meant for Evan, as Coach started unbuckling Caleb’s softball pants and pulling them down. “I like to just take off their pants… and shoes, of course,” Coach said. I went down to the youth’s feet and pulled off his cleats. When Coach got Caleb’s pants off we stood up at the end of the bed admiring the boy’s smooth, white, jock-strapped butt. A minute later I snapped out of my trance and stripped out of my clothes. Coach eventually saw me totally nude, get onto the bed to handle Caleb’s ass. I was leaking precum already as I opened up the kid’s cheeks to show Coach his prize. He was happy to see a smooth pink pucker—as was I. The Coach looked away to undress, and, as the dirty old man I am, I took that opportunity to touch Caleb’s hole with my finger. Caleb moaned. Damn fine, I though to myself. I quickly used my finger and took a large gob of precum mid-drip from my hard poz cock and fingered it shallowly into the pink hole before Coach would notice. This was not my conquest, but I wanted my poz sperm in there first. Caleb moaned ask I slicked his hole up. I then took my other hand and moved the crotch of his white jock down so that I could get in more. With two fingers, I pushed in two fingers and let a large drop of precum fall from my cock right into the kid’s opened hole before Coach could catch what I was doing to his boy. When he did turn around, he got between the boys legs and pushed them wide apart. I went to the head of the bed to offer the boy my cock to suck on. Groggily, Caleb opened his mouth and suckled on the head of my large cock. Feeling the kid’s tongue work my piss slit, I rolled my eyes back at Coach and pushed out more precum for the boy to take in, now from this end. He liked it and sucked more of my cock into his mouth. “Damn nice, boy!” I said. Coach’s cock was hard and ready to plunge into the boy’s butt, but I figured some popper’s would help get the boy loosened up more. “Put some lube on your cock while I popper him up for you.” I opened up the brown bottle and put it under Caleb’s nostril. “Breathe in, Caleb.” My cock was still halfway lodged in his mouth when he inhaled his first hit. I pulled my cock out to help the kid get a bigger hit. “Good boy!” I gave him 3 hits in each nostril and the kid was flying and I nodded to Coach, “He fucking ready for it.” Coach pushed his bare cock up to Caleb’s hole and breached it almost immediately (with my precum work ahead of time). Caleb cried out and I shushed him, and gave him my cock to suck on again. The boy sucked my cock perfectly. I started to fuck Caleb’s throat he was getting me so worked up. Meanwhile, Coach was barebacking the left fielder’s hole very hard and he was getting close fast. Stealthers like coach probably have to be fast, I thought to myself. “I’m going to charge up this hole, boy,” Coach said to the boy. Caleb made a guttural noise around my pistoning rod in his throat. “Fucking sweet ass on you.” “Are you cumming?” I asked, my cock throbbing in Caleb’s mouth with the mention of it. “Tell me when you shoot. Don’t pull out, just tell me when you are loading the boy up.” Caleb tried to say something then, but I rammed my cock into his throat to quiet him. “Let us men have you, Caleb. Surrender that sweet hole.” I started face fucking the boy again and Coach kept rabbit fucking his hole. “AWWW. I’m cumming!” Coach announced to me. “Fuuuuck! Fucking loading up this neg hole right now! AH! AH! AAAH!” Coach pushed his cock up Caleb’s butt as hard as he could while ejaculating into it. “That’s right. Charge up that hole, Coach,” I encouraged. Coach took a minute to recover and then pulled out. It was my turn. I wanted Caleb’s hole now, and pulled out the kid’s mouth to get at the foot of the bed. Coach took up the poppers and made the kid take more hits on it, while I pushed in my large old man’s pop cock into the hot jock’s tiny neg bubble butt. My cock felt wet and warm in the boy’s open and freshly seeded hole. I wanted Coach’s poz sperm to be battered in to the boy’s rectum, so I fucked him hard. Coach was happy to see me work at that. Caleb was squirming as I changed angles on him as I fucked him. After 10 minutes of boyhole abuse, I was ready to give the kid my poz seed. So, I just long-dicked Caleb as he sucked Coach’s cock. I started to feel my cum working up to my shaft and I told Coach that I was close. “Fucking add your toxic load to mine. Let’s own this boy.” As I rutted Caleb’s hole to climax, I saw that he had passed out. Coach just watched as I took the kid’s hole fully with my hard cock. “I’d like to see Poz9In take Caleb’s hole sometime,” Coach offered. “I bet that’d be hot to watch.” “Fuck yeah. But we’re gonna poz him first,” I replied. As Coach luridly spoke some more, I imagined Caleb playing left field, catching fly balls, and bending over to catch a grounder… that did it. As I imagined the uniformed Caleb bending over in left field, I exploded and flooded his tight neg hole with my own poz splooge. These power shots of poz sperm that were saved up for seven days in anticipation of pozzing Evan’s butt. Instead, they went into his teammate’s unprotected butt instead. As I shot into Caleb’s hole, I thought about how I wanted the cute outfielder knocked up with my strain, not Coach’s. I am selfish like that. I won’t get them all, no. But I want as many players on the team as I can get to be knocked up by me this season. “I’m fucking loading his hole up now, Coach,” I informed. “Fuck yeah that’s so hot!” We dressed in the apartment as Caleb snoozed away with his legs still spread apart, we both admired his hole. It looked red and open. It would’ve been hot to see our semen leaking out from the left fielder’s butt hole, but Coach and I both knew that we wanted our loads deep inside the boy. And so that’s where they stayed. We let ourselves out into the cool evening air. Now I was thinking about Evan. Before heading home, I’ll go to the sex shop to buy a new bottle of poppers. And over the week, save up another large load just for him.

I appreciate everyone's advice. I will consider both side of the isle. Frankly I'm in love with the man. He's an amazing guy. But we are not monogamous. I am to him though but he still breeds other bottoms I'm his regular when he not traveling he is in his 60s and I'm 35. I have no issue if he accidentally pozzes me. But I'm not really wanting it so to speak. I rather be neg. And he told me he wants me to be neg. But I was just shocked when he said no to prep lol. Before him I used to be "straight" he turned me into his sub bottom boy and has trained me well. So I feel like an obligation to just make him happy

Met a hot built 24 year old Asian boy on Grindr this past Sat. He was at the bathhouse Friday night and took 6 loads. He got 2 more before coming to my place. His hole was sloppy and loose - just how I love it. I fucked him for two hours straight. There was cum from random guys all over us both as I churned it out of his cunt. I finally dumped a huge load in him - one of the best orgasms I’ve had in months. He left to get one more load before calling it a day. I love hot guys who also happen to be huge cumdumps 😈

Tomorrow is the first class day for spring at the local university, so all the college dudes are back and looking to unload. I got a message from just such a fuckbuddy yesterday afternoon. I couldn't host until late, so he told me he would hit a party and come by around 1:30. We made a little small talk as we walked to the bedroom from the door, but he was clearly ready to go. Once I shut the bedroom door, he said, "Get naked and on your belly. I have a 5-day load for you." He has always been a little tentative before, so I was pleased to hear him be more assertive. He lubed himself up and stuck a slicked-up finger inside me. He slid in me without further ado. His cock is a little longer than average but only average thickness, so I had no trouble taking him. Not sure what happened over the holidays, but his technique and stamina were both much improved. He gave me a nice, deep fucking, but he didn't last more than a couple of minutes - still not bad for an 18-year-old who hadn't cum in 5 days. He lay on top of me and caught his breath for about 30 seconds. Then he began fucking just as hard as before. His second load took a little longer, but I was pleased and impressed to get it. I told him how hot it was to take two from him. He said maybe he will go a week without cumming and see if we can make it to three loads.

Jessy, here I’m 19 and my brother is a member of this group also boy4you. Like my brother, I had to move away from Nebraska at 16 because being gay is a big problem. I'm sexually active on PrEP taking raw loads and having fun.

Chapter 8 Over the next few weeks I hooked up with Charlie and the twins whenever possible. I was growing attached to Charlie and Hunter. Jeff was fun but there was just something about the other two that really drew me to them. Not to mention Jeff was getting pretty serious with this guy he was seeing. He'd never give me a straight answer as to whether his new guy knew what a bug chasing whore he was. I was on the second to last flight of my current rotation. We were currently headed to the west coast, then tomorrow back home and then I'd be off for three days. As we were closing the plane doors I felt my phone vibrate. I opened the text and got instantly hard. I had a message from Hunter. It was a picture of his recent positive HIV test results. "Hot damn," I said out loud while I shot a quick congrats text back. A passenger sitting in the seat closest to me smiled and said, "good news I hope." I looked down at him and had to catch my breath. Damn how had I missed this guy boarding the plane. He looked tall, had blond hair, green eyes, couple days worth of stubble. He was wearing a tank top so I could see his shoulders and upper arms were covered in tattoos. It looked like he had a few on his smooth chest too. "Umm, yeah, my friend just got some test results back that he's been waiting for." "And from your reaction I take it's what he was hoping for?" "Oh yeah you could say it was a very positive outcome." I winked at the guy, touched his shoulder and went back to work. It was as pretty smooth flight. About halfway through I found myself in my jump seat trying to read an article but constantly looking up to see the hot tattooed guy who happened to be directly in my sightline. He caught me staring a couple times. The next time I looked up at him he smiled and spread his legs giving me a good view up his shorts. Well hello there, I could see the head of his rather long dick inching down his leg. I had to rearrange my growing bulge. He winked and squeezed his cock. A few minutes later he got up and came over to talk to me. He squatted down and said, "so is Seattle your final destination?" "Umm, no, I'm there just over night then fly back in the morning. What about you?" "I live there, I'm on my way home." "Nice, I've always liked Seattle, lots of hot guys there," I said winking at him. "Hmm, I bet you have a boy in every port." "Not really. I like to mix it up, you know spread my seed around to as many guys as possible." "Mmm so you're a slut, nice. I take it from your last comment you bareback?" "Always! You?" "Mostly, but if there's a cute guy I want to fuck and he'll only let me in if I play safe then I'll wear a condom. But that's not to say that the condom might not break." He gave me a wicked look. "I'm pretty big and I tend to be hard on condoms." He smirked as if to say 'whatcha gonna do.' "So, your bud that just got his test results back, HIV? It was my turn to smirk, "yep." "Hot, you have any part in that?" "As a matter of fact I did." "Fuck that so hot. You got any plans tonight? I could use your assistance on a project if you're available." "What type of project?" "A friend of mine is desperate for the bug but I'm only shooting blanks." I gave him a questioning look. "I'm currently undetectable. I went off meds last week but it'll take awhile before I'm toxic like you." "Umm you're a good friend." "How many confirmed sons do you have?" "Four so far but if my buddy Hunter just turned there's a good chance his dad and brother are members now too." "Holy shit you knocked up a father and his sons?" "Yep and his boys are twins." His eyes got wide and I could see his dick was even harder. "Do you know how many gay guys hate you just a little bit right now?" I laughed, "I know right. They're a lot of fun to fuck with. So your friend's okay if it's not you who knocks him up?" "Are you kidding, he's such a slut I'm actually really surprised he's still neg." "Well I'm always up for knocking up a bug chasing whore so sure sign me up. One condition though." He smiled at me, "of course I'll fuck you with my monster dick." I started to protest but he just kept going, "oh please I see the way your staring at my cock. Tell me I'm wrong." I laughed, "yeah okay you're not wrong." We landed awhile later and he was waiting for me in the boarding area when I finally made it off the plane. Damn, if his shorts were any shorter his dick would stick out the bottom. "I imagine you don't have any problems picking up guys especially wearing outfits like this one." "And I imagine you don't have any problems picking up guys being such a hot flight attendant." We both chuckled. "Don't you guys usually all travel to the hotel together?" He asked motioning to the test of the flight crew heading off. "I told them I was meeting a friend in town that I'd Uber over to the hotel later." "Nice, I texted my buddy and told him about you. Here's his response." He showed me his phone and there was a picture of a guy with his legs up in the air showing off his puffy well fucked hole. "Oh damn that's hot. Yep he's definitely not a virgin with a cunt like that. Let's go knock the fucker up." "Sounds good, okay so I've arranged for my friend to pick us up so follow me." We got outside to the pick-up zone and this 6'5" muscle guy got out of a SUV and wrapped his arms around my new friend. Okay this was not what I was expecting. "Hey JB fuck it's good to see you this is, oh fuck I don't even know your name," he said turning to me. I started laughing "yeah we were a little preoccupied. I'm Brody," I said shaking JB's hand, "and you are?" "Cal." We climbed in the SUV and headed into the city. "Okay so I have to say JB you're not exactly what I expected from that pic." "Oh that's not my cunt that's my boy, Paul. He's the slut you're going to be knocking up." "Umm okay," I was confused. "Sorry I don't think I was very clear on the plane." JB and Paul have been together, what five years now?" "No man it's going to be six years next week. My boy Paul has this fetish with poz guys he is absolutely obsessed with getting knocked up but he doesn't know that I know." "Okay I'm sorry what?" I was beginning to think I should've just gone back to the hotel. I wasn't quite sure what exactly I'd gotten myself into. JB chuckled, "sorry I know this is weird but I found all this pozzing porn on his computer and he sort of admitted to Cal how hot he thought big chasers were." Cal took over the story, "so JB and I were talking one day and he mentioned what he'd found and I told him what Paul had confessed to me and well we just came up with the perfect anniversary gift." "You're going to poz your boyfriend for your sixth anniversary?" They both grinned. "Well I'm hoping you'll do the honors. Cal was going to do it but he's only been off meds for a week so we'd have to wait for awhile." "And what about you, am I pozzing your ass too?" "No I'm still on PrEP. I'm not quite ready to convert yet but my boy is and I love the little slut and want to make him happy." "Umm, okay but is he on PrEP?" He got an evil grin on his face. "He thinks he is. I replaced his pills with sugar pills that look really similar and he never really pays attention when I feed him his meds every night so he has no clue." "Fuck you boys are sick twisted motherfuckers, of course I'll help." It took about twenty minutes to get to JB and Paul's house. It was a cute bungalow out in the suburbs. Cal and I stayed in the garage while JB got Paul naked and secured in the sling. About ten minutes later he came and got us and lead down to their basement sex dungeon. Man this place gave Dr. Manning's break room a run for it's money. In the center of the room Paul was blindfolded and locked into their sling. Cal went between his legs and started rimming his ass getting him nice and wet. JB and I got naked and he started sucking my cock to get me hard. After a few minutes JB grabbed a small wire brush and took Cal's place between his boy's legs. As he started to prep his boy's cunt, Paul groaned in pain as the brush did it's damage. "Ouch daddy that hurts. What are you doing?" "Do you trust me boy?" "Yes daddy, of course." "Good boy," JB said continuing to brush Paul's hole, "you're almost ready son. Ahh, I'm so proud of you, just a few more seconds." "Okay, thank you daddy." And here I thought I was hardcore using a plain old toothbrush. When he was satisfied he called me over and got me into position. "Hey baby, I know our anniversary isn't into next week but I got you an early present." With that I slammed my dick in until my balls were bouncing off his ass. He let out a gutteral moan. "Thank you sir, please breed my cunt." I started pounding his ass with no mercy and he just kept begging me to go harder. I'd been fucking for about twenty minutes and had managed to give him one load so far without him realizing. "Hey boy how you doing?" "Feels so good daddy please don't let him stop." I just smiled and kept pounding. "You ready to see your gift baby?" "Oh fuck yes please, just don't stop fucking me." JB removed the blindfold from Paul's face. He kissed him and told him to look at my arm. You could tell the moment he noticed my biohaz tat as his eyes got really big. "How'd you know daddy?" "My boy wasn't very good at clearing his internet history and your uncle Cal may have said a few things to me." "Hope you're not upset with me boy," Cal said. "No sir, thank you sir. But I'm on PrEP so it doesn't matter," he said pouting. "Well boy, you've been taking sugar pills for the last week now and our friend Brody here is very toxic and already given you one load." "Ahh make that two loads," I said as I shot rope after rope of deadly cum deep inside him. "Holy fucking shit are you serious daddy, I'm really getting knocked up?" "Happy anniversary son." "Thank you daddy that's the best gift you could ever give me." I pulled out of his destroyed cunt and fed him my cock, which was covered in the darkest pink cum I'd ever achieved, to clean off. "Give me little while to recover and I'll be sure to give you a few more loads before I leave." I leaned down and gave him a kiss. Cal caught my eye and motioned me over to the fuck bench. "You did good Brody. Thanks for helping my friends out. Now why don't you make yourself comfy on that bench and let me give you my ten inch monster as promised." He shoved in with little warning causing me to cry out, "holy fuck that things huge." "Yeah but you love it stretching out your deased cunt don't you?" "Oh fucking hell yeah." He gave me a little while to get used to his size and after a few minutes I was begging him to fuck me. While he was breeding me I looked over and saw JB lovingly fuck his boy's battered cunt. After he shot his load he took the metal brush to his cunt again to mix in all three loads deep into Paul's DNA. As I fucked my third and fourth loads into Paul I could feel Cal's cum dripping down my leg. The whole time JB was at his boy's head kissing him and telling him how much he loved him. "I'm so proud of you baby for accepting your true self, my little bugged up slut." After four loads I was pretty much spent. We hung out and relaxed for awhile. Paul kept thanking JB over and over again for the best anniversary present ever. Eventually I looked at the clock and saw it was getting late so I said my goodbyes to two very grateful men. Cal was kind enough to give me a ride to my hotel where once checked in I crashed almost immediately. Talk about an amazing day!

I had the most incredible sex last weekend. If it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't have believed it. I was about to leave work last Friday and decided to check online to see if there was anything worth fucking. I checked the local chat room and found several prospects, one of whom caught my eye. He was my type: mid-40s; 6'3"; 225; ex-football player; hairy chest and butt; 7 inches. He wanted to play and get fucked before his wife and son got home. Only thing was—he didn't have a pic. That usually constitutes an automatic "No No." But I was I was feeling extra horny and decided to swing by. Was I in for a surprise! Contrary to my expectations, he was much better-looking than he'd described—a brick shithouse with a muscular build, furry chest, mustache, and a day's worth of facial growth—a hot looking Daddy to be sure! He answered the door dressed only in shorts and ready to play, escorted me to the couch, got me a beer, and almost tore off my clothes! While he went down on me, I flicked his Nips, and felt my way down to his Shaft—not as long as mine but definitely a Keeper. I reached behind to his hairy Ass. His furry Butt seemed to tremble as I explored his Anus. I lubed a couple of fingers with spit and pushed in to see how receptive he'd be to fucking. The Dude seemed hungry enough. I sunk my fingers in to the knuckle. When he came up for air, I raised his cumly legs to my shoulders, and spit on his Mancunt to make it more hospitable. Just as I was about to take the plunge, he suggested I wear a Condom. Now what's the sense of that? I told him to try and take my Cock first since he hadn't been fucked in ages. I slowly let my bare Cock slide up his Ass, and—Boy—did he wiggle and squirm! I started off slowly to let him get adjusted and hungrier for more. Works every time. Get 'em used to you before you start bruisin' and abusin'. Once he was primed, I went in for the Kill—pounded his Hole like he there was no tomorrow. He loved submitting to a guy bigger than he. You could tell he had been yearning to let his Bottom Side hang out. The closer I got, the more impudent my thrusts, till I blew my Charged Load. The idea of breeding this married Dude on own couch sent me over the edge. He felt me spasm and clenched up to stop me. That never works. He asked me if I'd Cum? "Yes," I nodded. He seemed OK with that, no doubt ASSuming I was NEG. I wrapped my lips around his Rod; and seconds later his hot, creamy Load slid down my throat. We settled back onto the couch with our beers, and he said his son would soon be home. As I dressed, he remarked, crestfallen, that he'd hoped I'd stick around. "Won't that be awkward for your Boy?" "No. I'd like to see you fuck him" I was floored, but the suggestion got me rock hard. In walked the Kid in shorts and tee, sweaty from the gym. At 21, he was drop-dead gorgeous—6', 200, chiseled face and bod, dark hair, and slight body hair. You could tell he shaved more than his face or he'd have been a Man's Man like his Dad. Dad introduced us and called him over. I tried to zip up, but Dad positioned Junior over my Crotch and told him suck my Meat. A little shy at first, he did as he was told. Daddy helped peel off his sweaty underwear. Nice Cock on Junior, too—longer than his Dad's—but not as thick. His Ass was a perfect Bubble Butt, and you could tell one place he didn't shave—thick and furry—like his Old Man. After he'd scarfed Dad's Ass Juices off my Cock (little did he suspect where It'd been a few moments before), Dad turned his progeny around, confronting me with the sweetest "Virgin" Rosebud (any Pussy that is NEG is "Virgin" to me). I'd plied his Mancunt same as I'd done his Dad, but figured I didn't have to beat around the bush, so I went in for the Kill. The Kid was a bit taken aback when I plowed my diseased Shaft up his Ass in one abrading thrust, but Dad had obviously tutored the Boy well and reassured him it was okay. "Just let the Nice Man fuck you, P.J," was his phraseology. I wasn't gonna last long with the Kid, so when I was ready to shoot I gave his Dad a wink and released my POZ Jizm deep inside P.J's NEG Gut. Likewise Daddy shot what may have been the last NEG Load of his Queer Career down Junior's throat. After we finished, we let the Youth sit down, and I went down on him as Daddy jerked him into my waiting mouth. As I dressed I told them what a hot time I'd had and how I'd like to do it again someday soon. Daddy walked me to the door as P.J. sat there fucked and filled and smiling from ear to ear. I gave him my number, and he told me he'd call me the next time wifey was out of town. Glancing at Junior, I replied I'd really like that. What I really meant was, how incredibly hot it would be to POZ both Dad and Son and, indirectly, Mommy, too!

My husband and I visited this club for its regular Wednesday naked evening. It is a community run sex (not fetish) club and offers a cosy, laid back atmosphere. There were about 60 guys there, all shapes and sizes from your classic German bears through to sex-hunting emaciated skinheads. Poz boys are welcome, and I saw one biohazard tattoo. Their lube is of the finest quality, and I did not see a single condom in use: this is a bareback joint and bareback is what folks assume. Smalltalk is in German, but language is not a problem if you are up for it. This is more a local than a sex-tourist venue with the mix about 50% local to 50% fresh meat. There are 3 floors, and sex takes place on all of them. The basement is the place where rampant fucking takes place everywhere you look. Fucking is the dominant form of sex. Next comes rimming, and sucking a fair way down. So if you want to be fucked, you just need to offer your arse and a cock will, sooner rather than later, penentrate it. If you want to fuck, there is plenty of choice and immediate availability. I am not sure how many loads got exchanged. I got the feeling that folks were more interested in servicing many men rather than breeding, but I may be wrong. The ground floor has the bar and seating where you can relax to drink. However, the bar can be difficult to reach because of guys fucking in front of it. The top floor is the "chill out" area, but that is a relative term. It is a place for those who want to talk to their partners and take the sex slower and with more variety, and that is where I hit it off. I was sitting quietly on a sofa, and a gentleman sat down beside me. I immediately noticed his thick cock, thicker than my own generous endowment! But it was his huge balls that really grabbed my attention. He started playing with his cock, as I did with his, which enabled me to judge its considerable size. I wanted to sample his balls, but it was not so easy. His sac had been siliconed; getting on for 500cc, I suspect. I couldn't ask how much; my German isn't good enough and he wasn't into speaking. But nothing gives me a greater hard-on than juiced balls! Despite its size, I was determined to take his cock, and the first step was to deep-throat it. I had to stretch my mouth wide to manage, but I did so and got it to the back of my throat. My reward was the taste of his sweet pre-cum, flavoured by fine German beer. He seemed to enjoy this and I changed my position to expose my hole while sucking him. He picked up the hint and began to finger it. My pre-lubing provided the necessary signal that I was there to be fucked. Then we kind of stood up, whereupon he gently but firmly pushed my head down to bend me over. I really wondered if i was going to be able to take his cock, but my hole is inset, so easy for the top to position for entry. As I felt his cock touch, I just told myself to relax, and in he went. I was stretched, really stretched, but his pace was slow (almost gracious!) which allowed me to adjust without pain and relax further. He wanted to go in deep and he did; I could feel and enjoy the stubble of his shaved and siliconed balls striking me as he pressed right in. We broke off for kissing and nipple play, and then he returned to fucking me which is what he really wanted. All good things have to end, and this did with the exchange of German courtesies. I was thoroughly reamed, and a happy guy! So, if you want a laid back venue with plenty of sex, try Ajpnia.

This is a story in five parts, the first I've published. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ------------------------------ Red Letter Day, Part 1. As he pressed the buzzer on the innocuous looking door on the side street in Madrid's Chueca district, Dan was shaking. What the hell was he doing here? It was 4:00 AM but the narrow streets were still busy, party-goers enjoying the night air, cooler than the scorching heat of the late Spring day but still without cause for a jacket. He paused again, looking around cautiously, making sure that no one else from his group was around to observe his indiscretion. But they were all back at the apartments that they'd rented for the trip. Ten guys and a token straight girl on a trip to Madrid over the spring weekend. They'd eaten tapas, seen the obligatory tourist sights, drunk copious amount of alcohol, and danced the night away. But whilst everyone else had gone back to the apartments, drunkenly stumbling the three blocks back to their weekend home, Dan had headed just a short walk away to indulge a craving. His boyfriend, Alex had called it an early night, having peaked a little too early and would be blissfully unaware of Dan's late-night diversion. He jumped slightly as a voice spoke at him from the panel. "Third Floor", the North American accent seemed out of place in the hubbub of a Spanish city. But he was reassured, the guy on Grindr who'd invited him to this party, a celebration of sleaziness, was Canadian. The door buzzed, he pushed it open and went inside. The door closed and the dark elegant entrance hall was suddenly quiet, cool, and still. It wasn't too late, he could still turn back, he could go to bed and pretend this hadn't happened, but something drew him on, pulling him by his nether regions up to the third floor. The door was ajar and he could hear music playing, the instructions on his phone had told him just to come in, no one would be greeting, they'd all be too busy. The small room off the hallway to his left contained a myriad of shoes and clothing, some in neat piles, some strewn untidily. He stripped naked, and paused to look in the full length mirror before folding his clothing neatly into a pile on top of his shoes. He was tall, just under six feet with short messy dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Clean shaven, his body was toned, with hints of definition that left him not quite a twink and not quite a jock. He shaved the patchy chest hair that naturally popped up leaving him with a smooth chest that showed his muscles. A tight, groomed treasure trail led down to the asset that left most boys hungry. Eight inches of thick uncut meat, not the largest you'd ever seen, but large and inviting rather than intimidating. It curved slightly when hard and grew particularly thick in the middle; that was the bit that made the boys moan the most. His ass was a muscly bubble butt, shaved smooth with a tight smooth hole that begged for a tongue or a nice dick to enter it. Dan always purported that versatility made life more interesting. He walked down the hallway to the source of the music and voices. Entering the large living room of the duplex apartment, he was greeted by the sight of some fifteen or twenty naked guys, variously drinking, chatting or busily engaging in the favoured activity of the night. He spied the party's host who walked over to greet him. Where Dan's look fell somewhere between twink and jock, Greg was a hundred percent the latter. Tall and muscled with tousled sandy hair and white teeth, Dan's gaze was drawn immediately to the large uncut cock that swung as he walked. Dan guessed it would be longer than his, but not as girthy when hard. He began salivating at the prospect of sucking it, and his dick began to indicate his desire. "You must be Dan? I'm Greg, glad you could make it" he put his hands on Dan's hips and planted a kiss on his lips, as Dan felt their cocks rubbing together, not for the last time that night. "Thanks for the invite" Dan replied, still slightly shakily. "Don't be nervous, you'll have a great time, I promise." said Greg, grinning at him. "So, you don't need any paint yet?" Greg enquired. "Nope" responded Dan, "We'll soon change that" said Greg, laughing slightly. Dan knew exactly what he meant, he'd been told clearly how the party worked in a Grindr conversation that evening that had him terrified and excited in equal measure. He'd been intensely hard the whole time the party was described to him, hence why he was standing there naked now. The invite was exclusive, the host wanted only the hottest guys and as Dan looked around the room he couldn't see any he wouldn't be happy to do at least something with. A little over half the guys in the room, and presumably the guys already roamed into other rooms in the duplex apartment, had writing on their chests in red body paint, one word: POZ. The game was simple, you could do whatever you wanted with whomever you wanted, but the real goal was for those with POZ on their chests to add, one letter at a time, that word to those who'd arrived without. Dan figured that most of those already marked were probably undetectable, like the host, and some were negative guys enjoying the power fantasy. Likewise some of the unmarked guys were indulging in fantasies of their own, but his host assured him that he should only attend if he was ready for the consequences of tonight to be more permanent than the paint it was written in. Greg has warned him that several loads in the room were unmedicated, filled with virus that would leave his negative status a thing of the past. "Where do I start?" asked Dan. A drink had appeared in his hand and the fresh surge of vodka buoyed his confidence. "Wherever you want" came the reply. With barely a moment's hesitation, Dan placed his drink on the table and dropped to his knees, pulling Greg's already semi-hard cock into his mouth. It tasted of cum and ass, and Dan was immediately intoxicated by the flavours that revealed his host's previous endeavours. It quickly grew hard and Dan struggled to contain it all in his mouth, but he was an expert sucker, he'd been doing it since he was 13 and knew exactly how to tease a large man cock with his tongue. Cut dicks were a rarity for him but he'd spent enough time abroad to know how best to work them. Greg moaned and began pumping Dan's face with his dick. Greg drew back and pulled Dan onto a nearby sofa, Dan felt the cool black leather on his knees as Greg reclined and Dan went onto all fours, consciously exposing his ass to the few guys now watching the action unfold. As he worked Greg's long dick, he felt a warm tongue around his hole. Glancing behind himself, Dan saw a tall, preppy, geeky blonde with a skinny, pale body and glasses who grinned as he worked Dan's ass. Dan returned the smile and went back to his sucking duties whilst the pretty, preppy blond went to work on his ass with vigour. Greg leaned down and whispered to him "Jamie there won't just mark your body tonight." With a dirty smile he leaned back, enjoying the feel of Dan's tongue working the thick head and shaft. Dan's cock jumped at the thought of Jamie's load and he pushed back, enjoying the expert tongue work. Suddenly a warmth surrounded his dick and he saw a Spanish guy with just the perfect amount of hair on his chest working his hardened dick. His enjoyment of the sensations in his mouth, ass, and dick were interrupted by Greg who pulled him up with his muscular arms and flipped him round so he was facing blond Jamie, his ass exposed to Greg's cock, wet with his spit and copious precum. Greg pulled on his shoulders and Dan felt the familiar pressure of a dick forcing its way into his hole. Dan's mind burned with the three letters written in red on Greg's chest as he heard the slight pop and felt the filling sensation of raw cock entering him. Raw poz cock. Dan's mind blurred from the vodka, the poppers presented under his nose and the sensation of the cock sliding into him in one go. He let out a moan and found his mouth filled by Jamie's dick. Massively thick, Jamie's cut dick left him barely able to breathe as Jamie thrust into his mouth and battered his throat. Behind him, Greg was working up his pace, his long dick spearing Dan's hole rhythmically and Dan once again felt the Spanish guy Antonio, sucking him. He could feel Greg's dick swelling as he urged "Get ready for this huge poz load you little neg slut!" Greg moaned loudly "Fuck yeah", Dan felt his cock spasm and the familiar warmth of cum filling him. "Take my poz babies" moaned Greg as he thrust the last of his orgasm inside Dan's hole. Jamie withdrew his dick from Dan's mouth and he suddenly felt empty at both ends. He collapsed onto his front and Greg rolled him over, "Jamie's saving his load for somewhere other than your mouth, but right now it's time to mark you up." He took a pen from the table and wrote a large P over Dan's right pec in red body paint. It should have terrified him, but he felt nothing except excitement at the idea of collecting all three letters that would mark him as poz.

I read on here about men’s experiences in true darkrooms - lightless holes where sight is irrelevant and all the other senses are employed in an excess of anonymous sex. Sounds like my kind of place. But I have yet to actually find one. Can anyone recommend some of the best places to go to find really good - and really dark - darkrooms?

IMHO Daddy knows best. And if he breeds you since you were 18 (I did the math and it's 19 years now) , I would just keep following his wishes hold on to him. But at the end of the day, it's your decision to make, according to your own priorities.

I’m gonna go against the tide here. All those meds are toxic. You have to avoid Pomegranates and Grape Seed Extract and anything else proven to “flush out toxins”. They are TOXINS by DEFINITION. In your case if you are strictly monogamous with him and he is UD it would be healthier to not get on PrEP. I don’t know you, the others on here don’t know you. It’s common to crave cum so bad you will take loads outside the relationship, and get pozzed. It’s almost inevitable. But you will save five or ten years of wear and tear on your body if you wait until you get it to go on meds. Of course society “could” disintegrate and when that happens there will be no more meds. In that case being Neg will ensure you will be more able to survive the mayhem and fight for a cause you believe in.

As with everything in life nothing is certain but if he is UD it is unlikely he will poz you. However if he slips on his meds, he becomes active and therefore can poz you. As for taking prep, it’s your call informed by your relationship with him and your desire to be poz

Undetectable means untransmittabal. You should get on prep anyway tho

Guy with his family kept looking at me when i was dinning at a local restaurant, kept thinking he mustlike my look or he he seen me at gym. I started to get nervous as husband kept asking whats wrong. I blew it off and ate with him, but had to go piss my beer out near by end of meal, both urinals taken went in back booth- just finish piss and that husband came right in- cock out, the thing was 8x 7 uncut with long big balls and weird thick bush - he held his finger to mouth- quite- bent me over - huck up spit- and sank- fuck me fast- and bred me - my husband ask was i ok- i said feeling flu coming on

Hello bareback-flipflop, I have stayed at several hotels in the Schoneberg area, the neighborhood in which both Axel and Tom's are located, and do not think any would have problems with an additional guest going to the room with you; some might require the use of the key card to use the elevator. It seems that all of he hotels in the area are gay friendly. Regarding parties for Friday and Saturday nights, there is the biohazardmen.eu party on Friday night (www.biohazardmen.eu). Also, the bar Bull that is open 24 hours is always good for fucking. It is busy very very late, on weekends and many guys go there after leaving other bars. Enjoy chiilfuck

Got seeded late last night by my favorite daddy. 60 y/o stud's cum was still deep in my guts when I went to work this morning. Love having my hole marked as his property, cum sloshing around with my coworkers none the wiser.

Video booth in the early '90s......looked through the glory hole and it was a college age kid that recognized from the local 7-11 in my neighborhood. He worked there and I had always gotten a straight vibe from the 5'11 170 pound blond hunk. He was watching straight porn...I stuck my finger through the hole....and, by god, he actually stood up, dropped his jeans, and slid his beautiful pink cock through the hole....it was 8inches...medium width and pointed to the ceiling.....now most of the time I would have been hard and fast on it...but this one....well I slowly nursed it.....my reward was a mouth of his baby batter....he never looked through so he didn't know it was me that swallowed his man seed!...Everytime I stopped by the 7-11, I thought I'd tell him but I never did break the code of silence that is so important to anonymous gloryholes and straight men.

Dinner is waiting boi hehe Thank man😘

When a younger guy turns me down, I think to myself this young man will be where I am much more quickly than he realizes, and then I smile !! This Is one of the perks that comes with age and experience !

I got 2 loads at nude night & 1 more upstairs after. Too many old & fat guys there though. That may sound harsh, and I know they have needs also, but lets face it, if you had one venue full of fat and/or elderly guys & anther full of younger, fitter & better looking guys, where would you go? I had a great night there before Xmas. I just went on a random Sat night because I was really horny. I get there at 11am & it turns out it was the day of the Trough dance party. & they were just started letting in non-trough people upstairs. It was the busiest & wildest I'd seen there. Whether you go to Trough or not, keep this in mind. I'm sure you'll have a great time if you turn up like I did. Next Trough is 20 Feb.

I was at Club80 for nude night last Sat night. It was a great turn out & like always there was fucking going on everywhere. Not the place to be if you're shy. If you're a bottom just position yourself somewhere, ass up, and it won't be long until it's filled with a nice, hard cock. If in one of the more open spots you might be lucky enough to draw a crowd, some just happy to watch & others waiting for a chance to jump in & have a go. Most tops seem to only fuck each bottom for a little while, not wanting to blow their load too early & wanting to sample the vast number of bottoms who present themselves. One thing is for sure, top or bottom, you should be able to get plenty of cock or ass and have a great night. I did go upstairs after but was a bit disappointed. There was not a lot guys there compared to other nights & there didn't seem to be a lot of action going on, at least anywhere I could see. Might have been a case of too many bottoms & not enough tops. There also seemed to be quite a few older & obese guys there. I did get a really good pounding in a open space near a dark room. I was leaning against the back wall, cock out & slowly having a pull, when I had a guy stand near me, pull out a semi-hard cock & just look at me, as if saying, "Well it's not going to suck itself". So I got down & sucked him until he was hard as he was going to get, then got up, turned around & presented my ass to him. He got the message. With a bit of spit for lube he worked his 7-8 inch cock into my ass & started to fuck me as I bent at the waist & braced myself against the wall. It wasn't long until we soon had about 6 guys watch us fuck. I love it when you feel them getting close to cumming. The faster, harder & more frenzied fucking. I tried to help spur him on by saying things like, "That's it, all the way. Cum in my ass", leaving no doubt where I wanted it. Then with one last quick burst he buries himself deep & pauses as he shot his load deep into my ass. He stayed there briefly, basking in the afterglow or recovering, before walking off. I stayed put, hoping someone else would take his place, but unfortunatey, all those watching left as well. I left soon after that. It was it bit too slow for my liking. But it was still another fun night at Club80

You’ve all got it wrong. Slings are there for when you want to take a nap, aren’t they? Whenever I’m in a busy cruise club, and am feeling, well, for want of a better word, a bit ‘fucked’ and in need of a recuperative break, I head for a sling. It’s the one place I can guarantee I’ll get no attention whatsoever. As soon as I stretch out in a sling, I become completely invisible. There can be literally hundreds of guys wandering around, and not one will even glance in my direction. They’ll often stand around right in front of it, invariably with their backs turned, watching and wanking over any lame action taking place nearby: two guys kissing, someone bending over to do up his laces, a man drinking a beer. Meanwhile, my waiting hole won’t be approached by even the ugliest of trolls. It’s very relaxing. After a few minutes, I’ll get up and head back into the fray. Suddenly I exist again. So just treat the sling like a hammock, and you won’t be disappointed.

Chapter 26 We checked into the hotel and made our way to the room which was a mini suite with a pull out bed. This way I could justify having Brandon staying in my room. "I'm not sure HR would approve but I hope you don't mind sharing a bed with me," I said pulling him into my arms and giving him a kiss. "Oh yeah that definitely works for me." "Okay let's go get some dinner then I'd like to run through the presentation a few times before tomorrow. When that's all over we can totally relax and really start enjoying ourselves." He started grinning. "Now don't get me wrong, we'll still need to go to some of the presentations and try to learn some stuff but that's also where we're apt to meet some horny guys." I winked at him and gave him another kiss. Everything went great Monday and by the afternoon all the pressure was off and I could finally breathe. As we were packing up our stuff Brandon leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Don't look now Scotty but I think you've got a fan." He motioned with his head to a guy standing off to the side. "Yeah I don't think so. He probably just wants to talk about the presentation." "No way man, I was watching him on and off while you were talking, the guy couldn't keep his eyes off you." "Well I was the only one up front speaking so I'd kind of expect that." "Well, I could be wrong but I don't think so." I chuckled and walked over to grab my bag, when I turned back around the guy was making his way over to us. "Hi, Scotty right," he asked as he reached out to shake my hand. "I'm Joey, I just wanted to thank you for your presentation, it was really good. In fact I was hoping that maybe you'd be interested in getting together to discuss some of your concepts." I winked at Brandon to tell him 'see told you so' when Joey went and put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. I could hear Brandon to the side of me trying really hard not to laugh. "Sure that sounds good. We're here all week." "Great, I'll look for you at the welcome reception this evening." He removed his hand, winked at me and walked out of the room. "You were saying Scotty?" "Okay wipe that smirk off your face. I think I like you better when you're blushing." He playfully punched my shoulder and said, "but you have to admit the guy's cute." "Oh I'd definitely gift his ass! Now come on! Let's get this stuff back to our room so we can start mingling at the reception." We spent an hour getting ourselves cleaned out inside and out then headed down to the meet and greet event. Now I hate these things. I'm not overly shy but but I'm not exactly mister outgoing either. It's one thing when I'm in a gay bar hunting for my next hole but work things ugh I hate them. But Brandon, well damn, that boy was really coming into his own. It so didn't hurt that he was so hot. I had to keep reminding myself he was only nineteen. When Brandon started working for me he grew an extremely hot nicely trimmed beard, which made him look even older than he already did. And damn can I tell you that thing feels amazing when he eats me out, I'm just saying. I was busy talking shop with a woman from another company while Brandon slipped over to the bar to get us drinks. He came back just as we were finishing up. "Here, you looked like you could use this, he said handing me my rum and coke "Yes thank you, and your drinking?" "Just a coke dad," he smirked. We made our way around the room making small talk here and there. I was on my second drink when this hot younger guy approached us. "Hi, hope I'm not interrupting I just wanted to tell you I was in your session this afternoon and got some great ideas, so thanks." "You're welcome. I'm glad you found it helpful. This is my colleague Brandon," I said turning so they could shake hands. "Hi, I'm Mike. Damn you're cute I love guys with beards. Oh fuck sorry. I umm, get a little flirty when I've had too much to drink." Brandon still had hold of his hand. He leaned in and whispered in his ear, "imagine how it'd feel on your pussy when I eat you out." Mike's eyes went wide and he just stared at Brandon. "If you don't believe me just ask Scotty here." He turned to me with hunger in his eyes. I smiled at him and nodded yes. "Umm, you guys are partners?" "Not really, he's my boss and loves to fuck me on his desk whenever I've been naughty." "Brandon," I said with shock. I playfully slapped him on the arm. "I promise you Mike, Brandon and I have a very professional relationship at work but outside of work that's a totally different story." "So, are you two still on the clock?" He looked like he was ready to rip our clothes off right there. I put my hand on his back and pushed him towards the exit. As we got off the elevator I noticed Brandon had his hand down the back of Mike's pants. Once in the room we stripped him and backed him up until he ran into the bed. With one little push he fell on his back and Brandon immediately dove for his hole. He shoved his tongue all the way in causing Mike to moan out loud. "Feels good huh," I asked as I climbed on the bed to feed him my cock. Brandon continued rimming him for about ten minutes when he pulled out of his crotch, looked up at me and grinned. "Damn Mike your pussy tastes amazing. You ready for me to fuck you?" I removed my dick from his mouth so he could speak. "Yes please fuck me." Brandon started to enter him when he said, "wait, you're not wearing a condom. You have to put on a condom man." "Damn Mike we don't ever use rubbers. If you want us to fuck you it has to be skin on skin," I said while playing with his nipples. Brandon still had the head of his dick in his hole and was slowly pushing in. "I can't, my husband and I only play safe. Please, put a condom on." Brandon yanked his dick out causing Mike to groan. "Sorry man, you heard the boss. No condoms ever!" Mike whimpered as he moved his fingers down and started to play with his hole. "Have you ever had a raw cock inside you before Mike?" I asked. "No never." "But you want to, don't you?" "I umm, ahh." "It's okay to admit what you want." Brandon removed Mike's fingers, replaced them with his and continued to work over his hole. Mike instinctively brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. "What do you want to do Mike?" "Will you promise to pull out and not cum in me?" "Sorry Mike, no can do. Cum should never be wasted. If we fuck you, our seed goes in all the way." He whimpered again. "Are you clean?" "Well we took showers before." "No, no sorry I mean what's your status?" I motioned to Brandon to remove his clothes so Mike could see his tats. Mike caught his breath when he's saw the biohaz symbol on his hip. "Oh fuck you're poz." "Yep we both are." "Please put a condom on. I want you to fuck me so bad but I don't want to get sick." "Sorry Mike we can't. It's rude to the virus not to share it with others. And besides Mike, you may be saying no but your dick seems to be saying something totally different." He looked down and noticed his cock was rock hard and leaking like crazy. "Okay boy, time to make a decision. We're horny as fuck and if you're not going to accept your fate then you need to leave so we can find someone who wants our precious gift." He hesitated for a few moments and I was done. I started to get off the bed when he softly said, "do it." "I'm sorry boy I didn't quite hear you there." "Please don't make me leave, I want you to fuck me." "You going to stop bitching about condoms?" "Yes sir. No condoms." With that Brandon shoved his dick inside so fast I almost missed it. He just grinned at me. "Didn't want to give the little tease another chance to change his mind." "Won't change mind, ohh god it feels so good." "Yeah you slut. You like that raw poz cock in your cunt don't you?" "Holy shit so much better. So much, ahh, better." "What would your husband say if he knew you had a poz dick inside your pussy without a condom?" "Ahh, umm, don't care, please don't stop." Brandon started to speed up and I could tell he was close. "You ready to become a pozzed up slut?" "Yes god damn it, yes!" He screamed out as Brandon unloaded deep inside him. "How you feeling slut?" "More, I need more!" We switched places and Brandon stuck his dick in Mike's mouth while I took my turn on his cunt. Brandon had done a good job with tearing him up as I could see pink cum oozing from his hole. "Damn son, looks like you're a bleeder. That'll definitely make this easier for us. You're not on PrEP are you?" He mumbled something but we couldn't make it out with his mouth full. Brandon pulled out and Mike said, "damn that tastes good. Umm no not on PrEP didn't think we needed to since we always use condoms." "You ever using them again?" "No, oh my god no! I had no clue how much better raw was." "You ready for another load of toxic cum you fucking slut?" "Yes! Do it knock my faggot cunt up." I slammed in all the way, my dick exploding a huge load into him. I slowly pulled out and after he cleaned me off we all collapsed on the bed together. "Wow, okay I certainly didn't have that planned for this trip." I could hear Brandon chuckling. "I mean I was definitely getting laid, I just didn't expect it to be raw with two hot poz guys." "You and your hubby have an open relationship?" "Yep but we have our safe only rule, or we did anyway." He smiled and got off the bed to find his clothes. "That was really amazing guys, thanks for pushing me. I hope we can do that again before the conference is over." Brandon and I looked at each other, both grinned and shook our heads yes. After he left Brandon asked me, "think he's going to wake up in the morning full of regret?" "It's either that or he'll be back knocking on our door begging for more poz loads." "Well that was definitely a positive start to my first business trip." We kissed climbed into bed and called it a night.

Chapter 7 "Hey you sexy motherfucker get your ass inside and strip, you've got two horny neg guys who want your toxic swimmers." "We're not counting dad since you most likely already knocked him up." Okay my jaw was still on the floor. I had no idea which twin was which, but damn if my dick wasn't rock hard and come on, let's be honest did it really matter anyway. They both were going to get my poz cock. Charlie walked in from the bathroom. "So I see you've met my sons; two sex addicts who were afraid they wouldn't ever get your poz cum so they decided to fly standby and surprise us." "Umm well this is definitely a surprise. I mean don't get me wrong not an unpleasant surprise, but damn." "Hi Brody, I'm Hunter and that slightly less handsome guy over there is Jeff. Dad didn't have a clue we were coming down." "It really was a spur of the moment decision but we thought what the hell let's go surprise them," Jeff said. "Oh who the fuck are we kidding," Hunter said, "after watching you poz dad last night we knew there was no way we were going to be able to wait for our turn." "You guys do realize I'm not the only poz guy in the city right? Fuck, my doctor, his receptionist and his nurse are all toxic too and they're just the tip of the iceberg. I mean don't get me wrong, I am so breeding you, who hasn't fantasized about twins, but seriously what the fuck guys?" Okay so let me paint a picture for you. Imagine a younger taller version of Charlie and you've got his identical sons. There were a few differences between the two. Hunter wore his hair a little longer and both arms had full sleeve tattoos. While Jeff didn't appear to have any tats but both his nipples were pierced and he wore glasses. They were both wearing nasty pig jockstraps which showed off some pretty tight buns not to mention the front of the pouch looked rather full as well. Hunter spoke again, "okay we promise we're usually very sane individuals but the more we talked about watching you breed dad the hornier we got and the need took over." "You're absolutely right, there's probably a ton of toxic guys in the city but honestly we haven't had much luck. And the poz guys we have found tend to be on meds not to mention extremely judgemental of chasers," Jeff added. "And come on," Hunter said, "you have to admit doesn't the thought of pozzing a hot daddy and his twin sons totally turn you on?" Charlie had moved behind me and was pulling my t-shirt off over my head while Jeff removed my shorts. As he pulled them down he noticed the toothbrush I'd stuck in my pocket and let out a soft moan. "Damn Hunter he brought the brush." Apparently that did it for Hunter because he attacked my mouth with his. Man this boy could kiss. He whispered in my ear, "you should know I have a thing for gingers, they drive me fucking wild." "Mmm good to know and you should know I have a thing for neg chasers," I said. "You and your brother get on the bed on all fours your perfect bubble butts facing us. Charlie take the toothbrush from Jeff and let's get to work." The boys jumped on the bed and Charlie took my hand to pull me back for a second. "Hey you okay with this? I promise I didn't know anything about their plan." I started chuckling, "oh you sexy motherfucker, yes I admit I was a bit taken by surprise. However," I paused giving him a quick kiss, "you do know that every gay boy's fantasy is being with a set of hot twins, right? And then you go and throw in their even sexier dad," I placed his hand on my extremely hard wet cock. "Oh yeah I'm good. Let's go poz us some twins." He gave me a nice long hard kiss then lead me over to his boys. They'd both turned their heads back and were watching us make out. "Eyes forward boys," I barked at them as I rubbed my hands over Hunter's ass. I pulled his cheeks apart and got my first look at his beautiful pink, slightly puffy hole and dove right in. My tongue assulted his slit as I ate like a starving man. God he tasted good. I have no idea how long I feasted for, as I tend to lose all track of time when I've got an amazing ass in front of me. I felt a hand on my shoulder so I came up for air to see Charlie standing there holding a very red toothbrush. Damn how long had I been rimming Hunter, "fuck that's beautiful." "You want to switch? I think Jeff's ready for his first toxic load." Charlie didn't have to ask me twice. We switched places and I started rubbing my leaking cock around Jeff's hungry hole. "Last chance, once I'm in I'm not pulling out until you're full with of my toxic seed." He pushed back causing my dick to pop into his hole. I kept pushing until I was in all the way. Jeff was moaning and of course Hunter was complaining. "Not fair I wanted to be first." I could hear Charlie chuckling. "Really boy, you're thirty years old and you're still bitching when your brother gets to go first." "But daddy we're talking about toxic cum." "Well I am the oldest so I should go first." Ahh sibling rivalry. "Yeah by thirty fucking minutes you wanker." "Oh my god, Charlie I don't suppose you brought gags with you." He chuckled, "unfortunately not but I know what to do. Boys stop your damn bitching and kiss each other." Yep that was as hot as it sounds. The boys leaned closer together and began kissing while I continued pounding away at Jeff, and Charlie started prepping Hunter's cunt. "Fuck that is so hot. That's it Hunter kiss your brother, stick your tongue down his throat. I'm not gonna last long watching this," I moaned slamming all the way in and releasing my load deep inside Jeff. I pulled out and before I could even move Hunter had flipped around to clean off my pink covered cock. He moaned around my cock. "Damn that tasted great. How long do you need to recharge." "Not long slut. Get back to making out with your brother, that'll get me hard in no time." I switched places with Charlie and slowly pushed my hardening cock into Hunter. Charlie grabbed my face and started kissing me. I've had some hot sexual experiences before but oh my god, fucking twins side by side while their dad was kissing me, man it didn't get much better than this. "Hope you don't mind Hunter but it's going to take me a little longer to give you your first toxic load." "Holy shit don't care just don't stop, ahhh," he moaned, "breed my cunt. Feels so fucking good." "Right bro, isn't it better knowing it's a toxic cock breeding you?" "Yes! Sweet Jesus yes!" I had Charlie fingering my hole on one side of me and Jeff playing with my nipples on the other side. "Damn you two, keep doing that and I'm going to fill Hunter up real fast." "Good, our evil plan's working," Charlie said hitting my prostate just right causing me to shoot my load deep into Hunter. I collapsed on the bed my dick still inside his warm wet cunt. Charlie removed his fingers and quickly shoved his dick up my ass. "Damn, that was so hot watching you breed my boys. I need to fuck you so bad." "Fuck yeah, pound my ass hard. I just pozzed your flesh and blood, make me pay you fucker." "You fucking whore, first you knock me up then you go after my sons. You sick and twisted bastard. Take my load," he screamed and shot rope after rope of cum inside me. Jeff climbed up and joined us on the bed, slowly running his hands over my body. "That was fucking amazing. Please tell me you can give us more." "Charlie, I think your sons are trying to kill me." He smiled and patted my ass, "ahh, but what a way to go." We chatted while we tried to catch our breath, all the while constantly touching one another. "Jeff and Hunter you guys should fuck each other. You have no idea how hot that would be," I said. Charlie chuckled, "oh I absolutely agree and yes it's hot. They're the whole reason I started barebacking and believe me I'm eternally grateful. Now you two," he said pointing to his sons, "start fucking and that just might get Brody all hot and bothered again so he can deposit another load inside you." Watching Jeff and Hunter fuck each other was a religious experience. They went back and forth until each of them had filled the other with their load. And Charlie was right, it made me hard as a rock. The second Jeff pulled out of Hunter I shoved my cock all the way in. "You nasty fucker, letting your brother use your ass as his personal cum hole. Soon you'll both be shooting dirty toxic loads just like me." "Fuck yeah! I'm a dirty fucking whore knock me up so I can spread your gift." "You got it slut here it comes." When I stopped shooting I pulled my dick out and Jeff was right there with the toothbrush to make sure my seed for got really worked into his brother's bloodstream. I noticed Hunter was rock hard again so I climbed on top of him and rode his cock while Jeff worked my seed deeper into the lining of his cunt. When I rolled off of Hunter, Charlie and Jeff both took turns fucking me and added their loads to my sloppy hole. When they finished I was lying on my back my dick standing straight up. Jeff didn't give it a second thought and sat down on my hard cock. "I know you're tired but I need a second load from you and your dick certainly seems willing even if you're not. Don't worry I'll do all the work." He smirked then fucked himself on my poz cock. He kept going for about twenty minutes. When I could tell I was getting close I pulled him to my chest, rolled him over so I was back on top and pounded his cunt hard. "That's it slut, clamp down on my dick and milk me dry, take every last drop of my poz babies." I looked over and saw that Hunter was fucking his dad. We finished at the same time and collapsed in a heap of sweaty bodies on the bed. "I know your dad got four poz loads and you guys only got two but I think it's safe to say you're well on your way to losing your neg status too." I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up a bit. When I got back into the room the boys were sound asleep snoring away. Charlie wrapped me in a tight hug and said, "thank you! That was amazing. We owe you everything." "Well I hope you get what you wanted. If it doesn't take we can definitely do a repeat performance." "I hope we do a repeat even if it does take." He kissed me deep. "Oh I'd definitely like to do this again and again with you." We stepped apart and I went to find my clothes. "You're welcome to come back to my room since you seem to have lost your bed." "You don't mind?" "Not at all. Just one condition," I grinned at him, we have to actually sleep." "Deal! I've had more sex in the last two days than I've had in the last two weeks combined. I'm exhausted." He left a note for the twins, grabbed his suitcase and we heard down to my room. We decided to shower before we hit the sheets to clean off all the sweat we had worked up. "Should we shower together to save time?" He asked with a sly grin on his face. "What happened to being exhausted?" I teased back. "I am but damn it, there's just something about you that makes me want to be naked with your dick inside me all the time." "Well I guess it's only fair since your boys were so greedy and wouldn't let me fuck you tonight. What the hell, come on," I said as I grabbed his hand and lead him to the bathroom. We got naked and started soaping each other up. He turned towards the wall so I could wash his back. He was so fucking sexy, I couldn't keep my hands off his ass. I started playing with his hole slipping my fingers inside him. "Mmm, oh god, stick you dick in me. Please breed me." I slowly pushed in and out of him making him moan. It didn't take long before I was shooting my load deep inside his warm ass. "Thank you Brody." "Any time you sexy fucker. Now let's get some sleep."

Chapter 24 Scotty It wasn't long before our newest slut was a confirmed card carrying member of our poz family. A couple of weeks after it was official I took him down to Max's place to get his biohaz tat. When we walked in Adam was working the front desk. "Scotty hey stud," he greeted me coming around and giving me a big kiss. "Max has talked about nothing but breeding your ass all morning. Good thing I'm not the jealous type." I burst out laughing, "Adam my dear boy with as much dick as Max gets for you how could you possibly get jealous?" He playfully punched me in the shoulder, then turned and noticed Brandon for the first time. "Damn! Please tell me you're a top because I'm going to need your dick in my pussy before I can allow you to leave today." He grabbed Brandon's crotch and gave it a squeeze. "Fuck boy, you just took three loads. You can't still be hungry," Max said entering the room. It was pretty funny to see these two standing side by side. Max at 6'4" and Adam at 5'5". I had introduced these two when I'd come in to get my bio haz tats. Our shy little Adam had instantly fallen under his spell and was proud to become his boy. He even quit his job and was now working for Max running the place and doing piercings. They looked happy. I'm sure the fact that Max loved watching his boy get used by other men didn't hurt either. I heard they even convinced Tommy, the other tattoo artist at the shop, to finally go off meds. So you could now come get a tat and pickup the bug or a recharge all in one stop. "Mmm mmm, who's your new friend Scotty and do I get to breed him?" Max said licking his lips. "Down boy," I chuckled, "all in good time. This is Brandon, the doc's nephew." "Oh I've heard about you. Several of my clients told me about the hot young man at the last conversion party. I was sorry we missed it. My boy and I did however love watching some of the clips that the guys filmed of you taking all those loads." "Oh shit, daddy is this the guy with that beautiful hairy cunt that was dripping cum?" Adam asked getting very excited. "I wanted to bury my face in there." I was laughing hard now. "If I didn't know better I'd say you guys haven't gotten laid in weeks." "Try twenty minutes," Tommy said coming out front. "They fucked my last client." "What?" Adam asked trying to act all innocent. "Our clients have come to expect a certain level of customer service when they visit us." "And I didn't hear you complaining when you took your turn sliding your cock deep inside his ass," Max said slapping Tommy on the back. "Seriously, how do you guys get any work done in this place?" I looked over at Brandon and could see the outline of his hard dick in his pants. "Told you you'd like these guys." He just had a stupid grin on his face. "So son, where are we putting you badge of honor?" "Well I'd kind of like to do it similar to Scotty's. One on my hip that I can always see and a larger one on my back. I know it can't be the same design but I love when I'm running behind him and he's got his shirt off and can I see that hot as fuck tat." He blushed and looked at me. "Is that okay, I won't do it if you don't want me to copy yours." God this kid was so fucking adorable. I just wanted to bend him over and breed his cunt right there. "I think that would be awesome and I'm guessing Tommy and Max can probably come up with a unique design to go around the one on your back if you want them to." I gave him a hug and a kiss. "Okay if we don't start right now I'm guessing we're going to have full-on orgy in about five seconds," Max said taking Brandon's hand and leading him back to his station. While Max did his hip tat Tommy and Adam worked on the design for his back. They came up with a simple Celtic type design to encircle the large biohazard tattoo that would go between his shoulder blades. "Fuck that's hot," I said. Max had just finished up with his hip so they both came over to take a look. "Oh my god, that's perfect. Thank you so much. Is there time to do that one tonight too?" Brandon eagerly asked. "Of course. We might not get it finished depending on your pain tolerance but we should be able to make good progress." Max and Tommy took him in back and started working. Adam looked at me with lust in his eyes. "Why don't I keep you entertained while daddy works on your boy." "Oh, Brandon's not my boy." "He may not be your boy but there's definitely a connection you two have that goes beyond just being friends." Okay, that I couldn't deny. Adam flipped the open sign to closed, pulled the shades down, walked back to me, dropped to his knees and proceeded to release my growing cock from my pants. "Mmm yum, I haven't had Scotty cock in awhile," he said then dived on my dick. It didn't take long for me to get close but I didn't want to waste my load down his throat. I pulled him off and told him to show me his cunt. He took his pants off and I noticed he was still locked away. "Your daddy ever let your dick come out to play?" "Nope I don't have a cock just a cunt that's made for real men to use over and over." I shoved my hard dick all the way in and started pounding his ass. It was hard to believe this was the same shy kid I first met a couple years ago. I just loved watching guys realize who they really were deep down inside. Whether it was a total daddy‘s boy or a power top, it was just hot as hell to watch. After about thirty minutes I could feel I was closer. I slammed in balls deep and unloaded in his cunt. He immediately flipped around to clean me off. We relaxed for awhile catching up then walked back to check on Brandon. They'd made good progress but you could tell he was getting to the end of his tolerance for the night. The biohaz tat was complete and the outline of the surrounding design. It would probably only take one more visit to finish up. I took a couple pictures and showed them to him. "Fuck that is so hot! Thank you," he said as he hugged Max, "would you please breed my hungry hole now." He kicked off his shoes, undid his pants and bent over the table presenting his ass to Max. Max didn't miss a beat. He had his dick out and shoved in Brandon in less than a minute. Both guys let out a satisfying moan. Not to be left out Adam scooted under the table and took Brandon's dick in his mouth while Tommy told me to get on all fours so he could fuck me. It didn't take Max long before he was grunting and firing off his load. We switched positions and partners several times with all of us both giving and receiving except for Adam, who of course only got fucked. After a couple of hours of exchanging fluids we all collapsed in a heap of sweaty bodies. "Fuck Scotty, I can see why you love getting tattoos," Brandon said tiredly. We all started laughing. I insisted on paying for his tats which he wasn't too happy about. I loved that he was so determined to be responsible for himself, but I told him this was a special gift from me to him just like my friends did for me when I joined the family. Damn I was really getting attached to this fucker. With my new position at work I was traveling a lot and my current assistant, who was out on maternity leave, had just informed me she wasn't coming back. I was now scrambling to find a replacement as I had a big convention coming up and desperately needed the help. A few weeks after we visited Max's I was out to dinner with doc and he was telling me how frustrated Brandon was with his job. "He likes it but they're a small practice and I think he's bored. I was talking to his boss and she loves him, he's doing great they just don't have enough to keep him busy or give him enough hours." "Is he looking for something else?" I asked. "He's applied a few places and I've put some feelers out for him but haven't heard back on anything yet." "What do you think of him working for me?" He got a weird expression on his face. "No, you're right terrible idea forget I mentioned it." "No actually, I think that just might be an excellent idea." Now it was my turn to look confused. "That boy idolizes you. You've already taught him how to be the best slut in the world just imagine what you could teach him in the professional world." "Are you sure?" "Yes. I think you should really talk to him about it." He started laughing, "shit, I can just imagine you guys on business trips together fucking your clients to seal the deal." "Hey I've only done that twice, and the deal had already been closed, we were just celebrating." Now I was laughing. Brandon usually joined me on my runs a few times a week. He spent the other mornings in the gym working out and damn he was looking better than ever. "So how's work going?" I asked as we were cooling down, both of us covered in sweat. He had his shirt off so I could admire his newly completed tat. "It's okay, but honestly I'm bored and they only have enough to keep busy a little more than part-time." "Would you be interested in coming to work for me?" He gave me suspicious look. "Everything's on the up and up I promise. My current assistant isn't coming back from maternity leave so I need to replace her, interested?" We talked about what the job would look like and arranged a time for him to come into the office for a formal interview. He came down to my office the next day and we spent several hours going through in detail exactly what the job would entail. When we were done I took him to lunch so we could discuss it further. "So what do you think?" "Scotty this seems like a great opportunity but I don't want you to feel like you have to do this for me." "I can assure you I'm only offering you the job because I think you'd be a good fit. I can be a complete asshole sometimes and I expect the best from my employees. Listen before you make a decision I want you to talk to my current assistant ask her all about the job and about working for me. Believe me she'll give you the honest unfiltered truth." "Okay that sounds fair." That night he came over to my apartment to talk. "So did you get a chance to speak with Shelly?" "I did. You didn't tell me how funny she was and you weren't kidding about her being unfiltered. Man does she have some juicy shit on you," he said grinning from ear to ear. I chuckled, "yep that's an understatement. So did that scare you off?" "Nope, if you're serious about this then I'd like to give it a shot. I spoke to my boss and she's agreed to cut me back to half days during my two week notice to let me start with you right away but also give her time to find a replacement." "Well perfect! Sounds like we have a deal then. Come by the office tomorrow and we'll start your paperwork. But for tonight I think you need to fuck your new boss. I told him to follow me and walked into the bedroom while taking my clothes off. He pushed me down on the bed, lifted my legs up, placed them on his shoulders and then rammed his hard poz dick inside my ass. He then proceeded to fuck the shit out of me. Damn, he was going to be an excellent employee.

It's been a while, but Dan is still at it, enjoy! Part 5: The door was open, but a pair of blackout curtains obscured the room. Pinned up was a neat sign "Wait for admittance". He went to turn away, his desire for satisfaction outweighing his curiosity, until a hand on his back stopped him. A beautiful guy, Latino with gorgeous muscles and a perfect smile had his hand on his shoulder and Dan immediately felt his dick rising. This stud had a huge sick handing softly from the only hair on his body and Dan was immediately captivated. The bold letters on his chest only served to make him more appealing. "You want in?" The new stud enquired. "If you're in there, yeah" Dan replied. "Of course, but you need to prepare" he reached back through the curtain and produced a glass of water "drink it all!" He commanded. Dan hesitated, knowing instinctively that this was the start of something, but his inhibitions left as he remembered how much charged cum was already inside him. He downed the glass in one... As he came to, he felt the cool leather of the restraints. He'd never been in a sling before but he'd seen enough porn to understand the position he was now in. He wriggled, testing the restraints, and the clink of the chains attracted several figures out of the darkness into the red spotlight he found himself in. His mouth was filled with cloth, presumably a pair of underwear and his legs raised, exposed his hole. The Latino stud who'd drugged him approached, his dick no longer soft, but rock hard and aimed like a deadly weapon. "Ok slut, time to see how much you can take". In one, he slammed his dick into Dan's hole. It was the thickest he'd taken and he howled behind the gag in his mouth. His desperate pleas only seemed to make his abuser fuck harder as he ploughed Dans hole. "You're getting a massive charged load of me" he whispered in Dan's ear "and PEP won't work, it didn't for me!" Dan had thought briefly of that option after his first load, but knowing it was off the table added to the maelstrom of emotion in him. The Latino stud using his hold moaned as Dan felt his cock spasm and add another charged load to his ruined hole. The stud didn't stop there though, he continued fucking until Dan felt a frothy mess of combined cum leaking from his hole and over his balls. He barely dared to hope that it was over. Soon he found his mouth and ass full of dick from two boys who passionately made out, in the way only boyfriends do, over him as they abused his hole. He lost count of how many loads he'd taken by the time he was released. His face, body and hair were soaked with cum and his ass was leaking the multiple loads he'd been given. Only after he'd seen his last attacked pull out with a mixture of cum and blood did Dan know his ass was done

Part 3. "Why did you come here?" Dan had been asking himself the same question that the muscly, tattooed guy now fucking his hole with fervour, asked. "I want it" Dan moaned his face to one side against the cool white wall of the dark corridor. Both hands were against the wall and the stud now fucking him had his hands on both dan's hips as he forced his cock into Dan's smooth tight hole. "What do you want, slut? Tell me" his aggressor demanded. "Poz" Dan could barely vocalise his desire, but he knew that word was in it. "You want poz dick, poz loads, or you want me to give you a poz dick of your own?" Questioned the tattoo stud "yes. Please!" Was all Dan could manage to say, his brain clouded with vodka, poppers and lust. "I'm gonna give you all three, so get ready. My load is toxic, no meds here, just my precum is you is already ruining you" Dan felt a stab of fear momentarily but it was swiftly overwhelmed by carnal desire as the cock inside him hit his sweet spot over and over. "You'll remember this night, remember me pozzing you, you'll jerk off over this for years", Dan was already jerking like crazy edging himself to brink and back, not willing to cum before he'd accepted another load inside him. "I know you're type, a proper chaser. You started off being a safe puppy but after your first bare fuck you know you'd never do it any other way. I bet you spend hours reading stories online of guys getting stealthed and gifted. Now you're finally doing it for real!" He was right, Dan knew, that was exactly how it happened. He knew how fucked up it was, and he couldn't even remember when it was that every time he jerked off he was thinking about being pozzed. He'd tried to find ways to forget about it, but only fucking bareback could come close to satisfying his need. He'd meet guys who wanted it raw, set his Grindr filter to 'poz', he'd stealthed those boys who weren't willing to take it raw, but this was what that had all been leading up to. He felt the sweaty body of his stud pressing against him, his cock forcing its way inside deeper and deeper. He'd seen how this tattooed top had pumped full the twink on the bed, filling him with seed, infecting him from the inside, and now he craved it. "Fuck, I gonna cum in you. I hope you wanna be poz for real, cause it's about to happen!" With that he felt his hole stretched wider that it had been before and the warmth of cum exploding inside him. It seemed like forever before his cock stopped pulsing inside Dan, but eventually he pulled out, and turning his latest bottom prize around found Dan's lips, kissing him passionately. Tattoo rand his hands over Dan's slim, toned body, rubbing his thick hard cock and worked his lips downwards, kissing and caressing as he went. His mouth found Dan's cock and Dan threw his head back as the stud expertly sucked him. He felt a finger in his hole, pushing the fresh cum deeper inside and Dan let out a moan as his cock tensed and he exploded for the second time, sending wave after wave of cum down the tattooed stud's throat. Dan sank down the wall to the floor and moments later he found himself with a large O written in red on his chest. He admired the muscled behind of his latest gifter walking away down the corridor as he put his fingers to his hole, he could almost feel the burning of the toxic seed inside him as it started to invade him. With a smirk, at nothing in particular, he pulled himself up and walked down the dim corridor to the next room with an open door wondering what on earth else might be in store tonight. To be continued...

Thanks for the great response to part 1, here's what happens next. Part 2. With the first letter of his new status on his chest, and the warm poz seed that he hoped would help make it real inside his smooth muscled ass, Dan wandered upstairs with his drink in his hand. Greg had suggested he should good see the rest of the crowd and pointed him towards the beige carpeted stairs that led from the large open plan living area of the duplex apartment upstairs to the bedrooms. He had not yet cum and his dick remained rock hard, eight inches of thick uncut meat that had been toyed with and sucked but had yet to invade a tight ass. His thoughts drifted briefly back to Alex, asleep in bed, he felt guilty for a moment but that guilt vanished as he heard moaning emanating from a bedroom at the top of the stairs. He stood in the doorway, the room was mostly taken up with a large double bed, and the only illumination came from a small lamp on a bedside table. There were four people in the room, one was a beefy black guy, not tall, and bulky without being fat. His smooth dark skin reflected the dim light and a huge cock hung between his legs. He looked up as Dan stood in the doorway and beckoned him in. Dan has never fucked a black guy, Alex suggested it was casual homo racism when Dan turned town black guys whom Alex suggested inviting to their bed. But Dan wasn't averse to the idea, he'd just never met a black guy he wanted to fuck. In other circumstances he would have pondered this further, but the vodka and his persistently hard dick banished those thoughts. Entering the room, Dan could see the focus of activity was a guy on the bed. Skinny and blond, he was a perfect twink. Smooth everywhere except for a light dusting of hair around his dick, Dan guessed him to be still a teenager. He was blindfolded and his wrists were secured to the metal bed head with leather restraints; a gag hung loosely around his neck. The twink's legs were in the air, resting on the shoulders of a broad muscled guy who Dan supposed to be around 35. Tattoos sleeved one arm and his chest and back were adorned with patterns of ink that included dragon wings across his shoulders. As Dan moved to the side of the bed, he could see clearly a thick veiny cock pumping into the twink's hole. The twink was already marked with a P and an O, and the muscular stud breeding him proudly displayed his positive status across his chest. The final person in the room was a tall, slender Asian guy. Smooth, with floppy dark hair his chest was free of hair or letters, but a light treasure trail led down to a cock that he was jerking furiously whilst watching the scene before him. The twink moaned as the tattooed guy pounded him hard, and growled "Yeah, you love that you little slut! You wanna take my toxic load and get that last letter?" The twink moaned in response, "No, stop, please, I don't want it", as he pulled at the restraints. Dan was momentarily concerned as the twink desperately tried to free himself from the inevitability of infection. "Too late slut, two loads and now my precum is enough to turn you on its own, you're already a poz slut so live with it." He leaned forward and pulled that gag up, muffling the twink's desperate cries of defiance into mumbles. Dan jumped slightly as he felt a finger in his cum-filled hole. The black guy was behind him and whispered "Don't worry, there's a safe word, but he won't use it." "Was he neg to start with?" Dan asked. "Does it matter?" was the response, with the addition of "...but he won't be after this load." Dan was jerking his cock hard as he watched the tattooed guy gasping, signalling his imminent explosion into the twink, the finger in his hole felt good as it worked inside, pushing Greg's hot poz seed further into him. Dan imagined the creamy load, filled with its toxic passengers burying itself inside him as tattoo roared and thrust his cock in ball-deep, filling his skinny victim with a dirty load. The twink moaned under his gag as tattoo withdrew, his dick slick with cum and ass, the Asian guy leapt down from the chest of drawers on which he was sitting at the back of the room and eagerly cleaned the messy, still hard, dick as the black guy whispered to Dan "Looks like it's your turn." Dan approached the bed where the twink lay, his hole open and used. He pulled down the gag and went in to kiss the beautiful boy deeply. Almost reflexively, the twink raised his legs in the air as Dan pressed his solid dick against the smooth ass in front of him. "I'm gonna breed you now, slut," Dan whispered as their tongues explored each other, whereupon Dan suggested "but I think you need to struggle." Pulling his face to one side, the twink moaned "No, please, no more, I don't want it bare, I don't want to be poz! Stop raping me." With those words Dan plunged his dick inside the twink's hole, already slick with lots of cum. Dan didn't need lube to get ball-deep. The twink howled with pleasure as Dan piston-fucked him; he'd been needing to fuck like this all day, all week, and this twink was exactly what he needed. Tattoo leaned over as he painted the letter onto the twink's chest, marking him visibly as surely as he had internally. Seeing this pushed Dan over the edge and after only a few minutes he felt his cock surge and the twink's hole tense as he unloaded deep inside. Hoping this was his last neg load, Dan pulled his dick out and the tall skinny Asian went to work cleaning his dick. The black guy released the restraints from the twink who removed the blindfold to reveal quite how model-perfect he was. He rolled over onto his front and closed his eyes. The black guy motioned to the skinny Asian who assumed the twink's place on the bed and as he left the room Dan heard the click of restraints being secured. As he walked down the corridor, Dan felt a hand on his shoulder. Heavily muscled arms pressed him against the wall and he had a glimpse of a familiar sleeve tattoo as a huge dick began sliding into his hole. To be continued...

Moderator's Note: This story is mostly new, but it has characters that previously appeared in this story. Hi guys. Kevin here, you may remember me, I’m Josh’s dad and Scott, or I guess he’s Scotty now, anyway his best friend. So let me catch you up with what’s been going on with me. After I walked in on Josh having unprotected sex my life took an interesting turn. I think that was the catalyst for my new path in life. A little bit about me, I’m 51 now, I know old by gay standards but I gotta say I still look good. I’m 5’8” 170lbs, I’m a runner so I’m pretty toned but not overly muscular. Got some good fur on my chest and the rest of my body. I wear my brown hair cut pretty short and yes it turning into more silver than brown, but I think it looks sexy! I’m married to a woman, or I should say I was married to a woman. The divorce was final a few months ago. But I’m getting ahead of myself. After my visit with Josh I flew home but something was changing. Seeing my son’s raw dick buried in that guys ass woke something up inside of me. The only gay experience I’d had was with Scotty back in college. He’d suck me off when I was horny and couldn’t find a girl to play with, oh and I was usually drunk. I remember I liked it and he certainly gave better blow jobs than any of the girls I ever dated, but I never reciprocated. I have a great relationship with my wife. We’d been married for close to 30 years. Next to Scotty she’s my best friend. The problem was we hadn’t had sex for over fifteen years now and neither of us seemed to really care. Don’t get me wrong I was horny all the time. I’d jack off at least twice a day but I had absolutely no desire to have sex with my wife. Yes I know you’re probably saying to yourself ‘what a fucking dumb ass, why’d it take him so long to figure it out.’ Good fucking question! After I got back I started noticing my wife and I were really more roommates than spouses. Of course I still didn’t do anything about it. After about six months I was offered a promotion. The only catch was the job was on the East Coast. I talked it over wife my wife and she got really excited. “I think it’s perfect you should take it.” “You do. I didn’t think you’d want to move.” “I don’t. But I think this is exactly what we need.” “Wait what?” “Oh come on Kevin. We both know this marriage was over years ago just neither one of us was brave enough to pull the trigger. And to be honest with you I’ve already been seeing someone else.” “Wait really? Who is it?” Okay something was wrong I wasn’t pissed at all but genuinely curious and happy for her. “Her name’s Mandy.” Huh didn’t see that coming. “Look this is perfect now I can be with Mandy and you can move to the east coast and find some nice guy.” “Umm yea, except I’m not gay.” “Right keep telling yourself that, but you might want to clear your internet history,” she winked at me. Okay so I might have been watching some bi porn but that didn’t make me gay. “Go hang out with our son and your best friend. They can introduce you to the gay world.” She was really enjoying this. Our divorce had to be the easiest, quickest and friendliest in the history of divorces. So here I was back in the city where my gay son and best friend lived, ready for the next chapter in my life to begin. I wasn’t able to move into my new apartment when I arrived, so Scotty was kind enough to put me up for a few weeks until it was ready. Damn he’d changed since the last time I’d seen him. He had some new ink and I found myself strangely drawn to it. It was hot as fuck, is all I’m saying. “Kevin, you’re staring again.” “Sorry I can’t help it your new tats are really cool. Although I’m not really sure why’d you get one biohaz tattoo let alone two? You’re not a toxic guy. You’re really nice.” Scotty just about choked on his drink. “Umm, they’re nothing really. I’m in a special club and that’s our logo.” “Huh okay, that’s weird but whatever.” I could tell he was really uncomfortable and didn’t want to discuss it further so I dropped it. Now I hadn’t discussed with Scotty the real reason for my divorce. I’d just told him we’d grown apart. Which technically was true. I don’t know why I was so worried. He wouldn’t care at all but I was still nervous. He was out late one night so I was bored and borrowed his computer to look up a few things. I noticed there was one browser he’d just minimized so I opened it up. Yes I know I shouldn’t snoop on my best friend’s computer but come on like you wouldn’t do it too. What I found both shocked me and gave me the biggest woody I’d ever had. On the screen was Scotty with his legs in the air getting fucked like crazy with no condom in sight. The guy fucking him seemed to have cum so he pulled out and another guy quickly took his place. Scotty was moaning and telling the new guy to fuck him harder, to recharge his ass. Recharge his ass what the fuck did that mean?” I was so entranced watching the top shove his huge dick in and out of Scotty that I hadn’t noticed the guy looked really familiar. Holy fucking shit that was my son Josh’s big dick fucking my best friend. Seriously what kind of sick shit was this and when did I take my dick out and start jacking off. And why was I leaking more than I normally did. I kept watching the video and started to notice there was several guys in the room with Scotty and they all seemed to have at least one biohaz tat somewhere on their body. Fuck me even Josh had one. Next thing I knew I was shooting my load all over my hand. I didn’t have any tissues handy so I just did what came natural and brought my hand up to my mouth and cleaned it off. Damn why had I never tasted my cum before, it was delicious. I sat there in a state of shock for a few minutes trying to understand what I had just watched. My son was fucking my best friend. My son, was fucking my best friend. My best friend was letting my son fuck him without a condom and he was loving it. Fuck I was hard again and stroking my dick, again. What! The! Fuck!! I should be pissed off but I was only pissed that there wasn’t any more of the video to watch. I calmed down, okay I did watch it one more time and might have shot another load, then I calmed down and cleaned up. I minimized the screen so Scotty wouldn’t know that I knew his dirty little secret. I put his computer away and jumped on my phone to research gay men and the biohaz tat. Hmmm club my ass. I was in shock. Result after result came up biohazard tattoo equals HIV. What the fuck. Then I found sites about guys actively chasing for the disease, apparently they called themselves bug chasers. I was feeling really conflicted. On one hand it appeared my best friend and my son were HIV positive, on the other hand I was fucking hard again. Seriously what the ever loving fuck was happening to me. I shot my third load of the night, looked at the clock and realized how late it was getting. I was in no place to deal with Scotty tonight so I quickly went to bed to avoid him before he got home. That night I had the most erotic dream. Instead of Scotty in the middle of all those guys getting fucked it was me. I made sure I was out of the apartment before he woke up. I knew I couldn’t avoid him forever but I just needed some time to digest all this shit. Damn I really needed someone to talk to about this but the one person in my life I would normally turn to was exactly the one person I couldn’t talk to. And damn it, I was hard again just thinking about that video. Fuck!

Santa was good to this bad boy this year. He brought me a sling! I chatted with a guy from A4A yesterday and today. He came over after work. He asked what my kinks/fetishes were. I told him that I was in the mood for some verbal humiliation. He fucked me in bed and in the sling. The whole time, he was saying things like "You dirty whore" "You are just a cum dump" "Open up that fag hole" I really got into too. I was saying that it was my duty as a fag hole to pleasure alpha men and their cocks. After about an hour, I started begging for his load. When he came, he kept up the pounding. I could immediately feel his cum lubing up my hole. I am sore. And horny

Seriously? WTH is the matter with the men in Montreal dude!?? I would love to measure your height, dick size and nipple hardness with my tongue... not worry about your age and get naked with you on my next trip. Your pics are hot.... your responses to these forums are even hotter! Woof!! (See? there is always someone interested!!!) Cheers

Sounds like we 'all' have been turned down at least once... or more. Used to make me wonder... "what's wrong with me".... for all the reasons I've read above... height? weight? age? shaved head? hairy enough? Not hairy enough? Not handsome enough? Cock too big? too small? Ass too hairy? too smooth? Uncut!? Gasp!! etc etc. I have had many pleasant surprises over the years and met some interesting people and had some hot sex by... NOT trying to jump to conclusions. As an 'old man'... I have learned that Everyone has 'their thing'. Social media and internet anonymity make people say hurtful things. If not interested - just say 'no thanks man'. And if I get that response, I've learned to think "Oh well.. their loss."... and then ... I try to NOT take it personally ... back to the "everyone has 'their thing'. I agree there is no need to be a prick about it tho. And, if you blatantly lie about what your profile shows vs. what you really are - you shouldn't be surprised if someone politely says "no thanks". Key word - politely. Again - this internet mentality of treating one another like an IP address. One satisfaction I do get at my age and with my life experience - from the "assholes with attitude" - is that karma is a bitch and they too shall grow older, or fatter, or uglier... cuz' it's already inside of them. It just seems that a lot of folks are looking for that 'perfect guy that has '57' admirable attributes. LOL. Not sure that guy exists. Picture this..... Lying naked on a massage table being massaged with... a blindfold on. No clothes. A blindfold. Imagine someone running their hands across your body and tweaking all your 'hot spots'. Just the way you like to be massaged and licked and stroked. You don't see what they look like. They suck your cock most excellently. They slide their perfectly sized cock into your mouth. It tastes wonderful. You don't see what color it is.... So far, you haven't see a thing. You've felt a lot. Then, if you're a bottom he fucks you with the perfect sized cock... big? small? Goldilocks? (just right). If you're a top, you slide your hard, dripping raw cock into his hole. Tight? loose? sloppy? Goldilocks (you're getting the point). You have felt his touch. You have played with cock and ass. You don't know what color he is... how old he is... what he looks like... but the sex was hot.... Now take off the blindfold... what do you see? How did he make you feel? Hmmmm. Just a different way of 'looking' at it (no pun intended)

So HOT! I do hope Caleb goes looking for more!

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 12 I couldn’t believe it. Here I was, a fucking cuntboy to two men... my Daddy and my alpha. I wanted to stay like this forever... a spun out chem whore cuntboy bent on nothing but servicing cock and taking fist. Holding the heft of my now enlarged ball sac in both hands, I moaned as I saw the metal tag attached to my collar glint, remembering when Daddy first presented it to me. Puppy continued holding me tight and began to circle my right tit with a finger. “MMMMMM,” he groaned, remembering the taste of my chemmed blood. “Fucking pigs,” we heard Daddy comment as he came up behind us. We both met his dilated eyes reflecting in the mirror. “Puppy, take the other ring out of cuntboy’s tit.” With a deep moan puppy obeyed and removed it. I winced. Seeing my reaction Daddy explained, “I’ve got plans for those tits cuntboy. I want your right tit healed before then. Now release that cock.” Daddy ordered, “I got something for that cunt of yours.” Lifting myself from puppy’s cock, I presented my cunt. “Fucking sloppy cunt!” puppy growled. “That’s my cuntboy,” Daddy smiled. “I want that cunt of yours open, cuntboy,” Daddy said as he presented a silicone tunnel plug. “You’re gonna be nothing but a gaping cunt. I fucking told you I’m going to transform you into what I want.” My cunt lips immediately began to pulse. Daddy, presenting the plug to us, began coating the chemmed up lube both inside and out. “Stretch my cunt, Daddy!” I begged. “Fucking cuntpig!” puppy growled as Daddy worked the plug into my cunt. “FUCKING CUNT!” I yelled, as felt my cunt walls expand, and take hold of the plug... my cunt was now nothing more than a gaping fuck hole. Stepping back, Daddy took it in. “That cuntboy, is how you will present yourself to me.” I began growling as the feeling of my open cunt overwhelmed me... I realized that I needed to be a cuntboy... nothing else mattered. I looked up at Daddy’s reflection, “PLEASE DADDY!” I begged. No other words came out of me, yet it conveyed all I wanted. “Yes, cuntboy,” Daddy responded... Daddy smiled and held out his hand. Taking it in my own, he lifted me to my feet. “MMMM” Daddy sniffed, “Rinse yourself off, cuntboy. No soap... keep those pits ripe.” "Yes, Daddy," I said as puppy carefully removed my gear. We stepped into the shower area and he began rinse away the remnants of our session... piss, sweat, lube and cum. Carefully, he wiped my face and neck moving to my shoulders and down my back before beginning on my pecs. Turning off the water, puppy wrapped a towel around my shoulders. “Fucking beautiful cuntboy,” I heard my alpha tell me. Tenderly, puppy began to rub the soft towel across my shoulders and down my back before beginning on my upper chest. As he dried my body, I could feel the chems flowing through me... the cravings emanating from my cunt. My eye’s lowered to puppy’s hands and I took in my pecs. The training that puppy was giving me was working. I was definitely larger... more defined. I had worked on my pecs until my tits pointed down at a sharp angle like his. Seeing me, puppy smiled, “Now those are tits...” and took my right tit in his mouth... chewing it. “Fuck yeah!” I moaned. I grabbed his head and pulled it harder into my pec. My cock strained against puppy’s torso... my tits were always connected to my cock... Releasing my tit, puppy held my pecs in his hands... feeling the heft that he had helped develop. Slowly his hands moved down and his fingers moved along the ridges of my abdomen. “Fucking six pack,” he chuckled. Next, I felt his strong hands take hold of my ball sac. “MMMMMM” he growled, feeling the heaviness of my now engorged balls. “Fucking bull sac, cuntboy... " he smirked. He grabbed the towel again and continued to dry me. Grabbing my hips, puppy positioned me. “Turn around cuntboy.” I moaned as I felt the softness of the towel moving across my hairless body. After I was dry, puppy helped me back into my gear. He fastened my collar around my neck... then buckled the harness over my shoulders and across my pecs. I smiled, taking in the feeling of them gripping my hard body. Going to his knees, puppy held a yellow jock and I stepped into it. He rose and pulled up the waistband and I felt it go over my balls... the yellow pouch barely containing them. Puppy smiled as he saw the root sticking out from the waistband of the jock. “Cunt...” puppy then simply stated. I fell to my hands and knees. I felt the burning of the chemmed laced lube enter my cunt. “AWWW FUCK!” I moaned as puppy pushed the tunnel plug past my cunt lips and my pulsing cunt walls expanded... This was what I was... a gaping cunt. Puppy slapped my ass cheeks and fastened my leash to my collar, “Fucking cunt...” and he led me out of the shower area. Approaching Daddy, I mumbled in awe. “Fuck me,” Daddy sat in his leather chair with his legs spread open presenting us with his beautiful cock... the cock I now served. We stood there, staring for a long moment, his eyes observing us. Then reaching to the table beside him, he lifted a shiny steel object and lifted his nuts, inserting first one and then the other through the steel ring. He then fed the length of his cock through it and pulled until it rested against his groin and lifted them up. “Get the fuck over here now, puppy!” Daddy ordered. Daddy smiled as puppy approached, stood next to him and dropped his jockstrap to the floor. He took another cockring and leaned into puppy, taking his sack in his hand and pulled large nuts through the ring. With a little bit of effort, Daddy managed to push puppy’s semi-hard cock through the ring and pushed it into position against his shaved crotched. I moaned taking in the sight of the gleaming metal against their cocks, lifting their cum filled balls. My mouth began to water. Satisfied, Daddy motioned puppy the floor with a slight movement of his hand. Puppy dropped to the floor. Crawling between Daddy’s legs, my alpha began to rub his hands up and down our Daddy’s legs. I watched puppy reach for and engulf Daddy’s cock in his mouth. I moaned, “Please” wanting to join him and worship our Daddy’s cock until I took in puppy’s ass... those fucking protruding cunt lips!! I still wondered if Daddy wanted my cunt lips to be like that... four years I thought... that’s how long Daddy has been working on them. Here I stood... my ball sac engorged with saline... but was it enough for him? What would my sac look like in four years?!... I looked down and held it in my hands contemplating, feeling the immense pleasure that I now was feeling... I wanted to find out... I had to. At that moment, I felt Daddy staring at me and I looked up with a pleading look... he simply nodded, acknowledging my desire. Daddy’s moans of pleasure grew as puppy started to worship that fat cock. Daddy reached to rub puppy’s back with one hand while the other rested comfortably on the back of his neck and began exploring puppy’s muscular torso as his other hand fondled puppy’s ringed tits. Daddy glanced at me as I took in the sight of my alpha pleasuring our Daddy. Puppy continued to service Daddy... my hand moved to my cock and slowly began to stroke. Daddy gave me a little smile as he looked down at puppy. I could hear puppy’s moaning as he continued to suck Daddy’s cock. Daddy grabbed the back of puppy’s head with both hands pulling puppy’s mouth up and down on his cock faster. “Hands off cuntboy!” Daddy yelled, thrusting his hips upward as he shot his load into puppy’s eager mouth. I immediately let go of my cock. Daddy nodded approvingly at me as puppy remained on his cock sucking the last drops of cum from the cock. Releasing puppy’s head, Daddy motioned to puppy to rise. Smiling, puppy came to me, wiped the remains of Daddy’s cum from his lips and gathered my leash. “Cunt...” Leading me to the sling, puppy silently signaled me to get on, grabbed my left wrist and secured me to the chain. He quickly did the right wrist and proceeded to continue with my ankles. He signaled Daddy with his hand motioning up and I felt the bottom of the sling rise. Walking to the table, Daddy grabbed a syringe, only this one looked to have a larger dose. I shivered, knowing what was about to happen. He grabbed my arm and prepped it and sniffed at my armpits, taking several long deep breaths. "Good cuntboy," he whispered to me... "Fucking rank...” Staring directly into my eyes, he gave me the slam and leaned into me. My head rose to meet his lips and our tongues began to explore each other’s mouth. Backing off, Daddy proceeded to slam himself. “Fuck yeah!” I moaned knowing that the we were nowhere near ending this session as he went back to the table grabbing a short metal chain with two clamps on it. Walking between my legs, he rubbed his fat cock against my cunt lips as he grabbed my left tit roughly in his hand and placed one of the clips directly on it. "SHIT YEAH!!" I screamed feeling like it was being torn from my body for a second time... my tit was on fire. Daddy then reached to my right tit completing the connection. Seeing my reaction, he grabbed my hips and plunged his leaking cock into my gaping cunt. “FUCK YOUR CUNT!” I begged as I felt his cock raping my open cunt. “Take it, cunt!” he grunted as the intense pain in my tits developed into pleasure. Seeing this, Daddy responded by intensifying the assault on my cunt and grabbed the chains attached to my tits and tugged at them. “Fuck yeah, Daddy!” I begged, “Fucking harder! Fucking cunt for Daddy!” I growled encouraging him to continue the onslaught. On and on he went pounding my cunt until finally, after losing sense of time, he roared and began to shoot a torrent of cum deeply inside my cunt. As Daddy pulled his slick cock out of my cunt, I could feel the cum seeping out. I immediately felt puppy’s mouth begin feeding off of my dripping cunt. “Fucking feed on my cunt, puppy!” I begged, pushing my body onto his hungry mouth. Daddy came around behind me and placed his half hard cock in my open mouth and inserted it straight into my throat. I wrapped my lips and tongue around his cock, savoring in the tastes of his cum and my own cunt juices. In only seconds, though, he began pissing in my mouth, flooding it quickly. The torrent continued and it soon started flowing out of my mouth and onto my neck. Daddy pulled out and let his piss splash out over my chest and down onto my cock and ball sac. I could hear puppy’s moans as the stream of chem piss covered my body. Seeing this, puppy went wild and began licking my torso, lapping up Daddy's piss. “Fuck yeah, puppy!” I laughed, “Feed off of me!” “OK pigs, time to switch,” Daddy said, releasing my wrists. “Release those,” motioning to my ankles and puppy released me and lowered the sling. Standing there, I got my bearings. I could feel the fluids begin to pool around my feet... sweat, piss and cum flowing from my body including my cunt. Taking in their scent, I moaned, dropped to my knees and began to take it in. “Fucking cuntpig!” puppy exclaimed at the sight of my lapping it up off the floor. I couldn’t help it... I wanted that piss and cum back inside me where it belonged! Grabbing my leash, Daddy pulled me up, wiped the dripping fluids from my lips and fed them to me. “Don’t worry cuntboy, there’s more... they’ll always be more,” he said and led me to the cross again and strapped me on. “YES!” I yelled... knowing what it meant. Securing my wrists, he removed my jockstrap and proceeded to spread my legs and chain my ankles to the lower posts. Daddy proceeded to explore my cunt lips, wiping more of the chemmed-up lube inside me. Then I felt it, the tunnel plug moving past my cunt lips. “Fucking gape!” I growled as I felt it spread my cunt open. “Fuck!” I yelled... realizing that this plug was larger than the other. “Yep,” Daddy chuckled, noticing my surprise. “Fucking gape.” Feeling my cunt expanding, I quickly drew in breaths. “Good cuntboy... relax...relax..” Daddy ordered, continuing to push the plug deeper inside my body. “Now cunt... one last push and it’s done.” Feeling the last push, I held my breath and it was done. “Gape!” I sighed as my cunt lips took hold of the plug exposing my cunt to Daddy. My cunt was open! “Thank you, Daddy!” was all I could say. Rising, Daddy kissed my forehead. “Be right back,” he smiled and moved to prepare another bag of saline. Moaning, I watched him hang the bag of clear fluid and gather the materials needed to inflate my sac to an even larger size. Walking the stand to me, he silently stared and nodded. Placing the stand to my side, he began. “Another 250 ml...” was all he said and inserted the needle. “Yes, Daddy! Bigger!” I begged, feeling the sting of the saline begin flowing into my sac. Satisfied with his work, Daddy moved towards puppy. “On the sling, pup” he ordered, “Cunt here will be out of service for a bit. Smiling, puppy moved to the sling and Daddy secured my alpha in. Once puppy was immobile, Daddy raised the sling giving him open access to puppy’s cunt. Smiling, Daddy prepped his arm, gave him a slam equal to the dose he gave me and puppy howled, “FIST!” Snapping on the gloves and lubing his hands, “Fucking pig,” Daddy snarled, “Tell cuntboy how much you need fist!” He reached forward and worked those swollen cunt lips. “Yes Daddy! Fist me!” puppy groaned. “I need it, cuntboy... just like you need piss! Fucking crave a man’s fist inside me!” he proclaimed as Daddy invaded his cunt. "Please Daddy... please fist me,” he continued. Obliging, Daddy shoved his entire fist into puppy’s cunt and proceeded to fuck him. "Take it, puppy! Take your Daddy's fist up your faggot cunt. This what you want, puppy?”” Moving his head side to side, puppy shouted, "Oh YES, DADDY! PLEASE GIVE ME MORE! I NEED THIS!" Daddy continued the onslaught... going deeper with every insertion. “YES!” puppy moaned as he moved to take it deeper into his cunt. Seeing puppy’s reaction, I immediately began moaning as my cunt lips instinctively began to throb around the tunnel plug. My cunt was insatiable... wanting to be full. “Take it puppy! Take Daddy’s fist!” I encouraged my alpha as he surrendered to Daddy. I began craving that fist. Daddy’s movements slowed down, no longer pummeling him, and patiently inched forward... puppy’s cunt lips slowly enveloping Daddy’s arm. “HOLY SHIT!” I yelled, seeing Daddy’s arm move up his forearm and past the elbow. "He's one talented cuntpig, isn't he, cuntboy?" Daddy laughed. “You think you could ever to this?” I moaned... my cunt was throbbing at the image of puppy riding that muscular arm and the thought of me on his other arm. Feeling Daddy’s fist starting to pull out, puppy pushed back encouraging him to go deeper. “Please, Daddy, deeper,” he begged, groaning loudly. “Don’t stop.” His fist slowly pulling out of puppy’s sloppy cunt, Daddy laughed, motioning to me and taking hold of his cunt lips. “You think we’re gonna stop anytime soon? We got that hungry slammed up cunt over there.” With a devilish grin, Daddy moved towards me and ordered me not to look down. With an approving glance, he took in my crotch. Suddenly, I remembered what he had done. I had been so caught up in puppy’s fisting that I forgot about the saline! My sac began to throb... I felt it... the fucking heaviness... the stretching of the skin. I was so fucking spun that I had ignored it. “Beautiful!” Daddy whispered in my ear as he released my wrist restraints and moved down to my ankles. “Close your eyes, he ordered and led me to the mirror. “Open,” he commanded. I opened and let out a loud groan, taking a look at my massive sac. “OH FUUUUUUCK!” There was no way I’d be able to go anywhere like this even if I wanted to. I was a freak! “Go ahead cuntboy, feel them. You’ve earned it.” I took them in my hands and began to explore. “Shit yeah!” I moaned feeling the skin of my shaved sac stretched out to hold the contents of the saline. I held my breath feeling the sensation of my exploring fingers move through my body. “Thank you, Daddy! Fucking bull sac!” I gasped. “That’s my cuntboy,” Daddy said, placing his hands on my shoulders and pushing me to my knees. Feeling the immense size of my sac, I spread my legs as I dropped to my knees. Daddy took his cock in his hand. “OK cuntboy, work on this.” Slapping his cock on my cheeks with his heavy cock, he placed it in my waiting mouth. Looking up at Daddy’s face, I felt it begin to swell... the warmth and pulsing of his cock releasing the salty bitter pre-cum down my throat. Thrusting into my mouth, Daddy reached down and pulled on my tit chains and I began moaning... stimulating his cock with the vibrations. “Yes cunt.... work it.” Daddy moaned. His cock continued to expand and entered my throat. Taking him down to the root, my throat constricted around the thick veined shaft as I took in the musky scent of my Daddy’s crotch. I stayed there whimpering and moaning with each thrust of his cock. “Suck my cock, cunt. Take it all down, cuntboy.” The now constant verbal abuse from Daddy and puppy only increased my desire to be dominated. I begged Daddy to fuck my mouth and fill me with his seed but I could only groan and whimper. Daddy felt himself approaching the edge and pulled himself back. Pulling out of my mouth, I moved forward to the withdrawing cock with a plea. “Please Daddy. Please,” I moaned. I wanted Daddy’s load. “Not yet cuntboy,” he said, “This is puppy’s load.” Seeing the disappointed look on my face, Daddy scowled, “Cuntboy, you are the omega... you are here for our pleasure.” Looking down, I acknowledged that I was and always will be the last in the pecking order and followed him to puppy’s side and knelt as Daddy moved between his legs. “Fuck me, Daddy!” puppy begged, feeling Daddy’s cock begin the invasion of his cunt. Slowly at first, he pushed past puppy’s cunt lips... teasing my alpha then withdrawing. With each movement, Daddy increased the depth of his assault. “Deeper!” puppy pleaded, feeling the thrusts increase with intensity. Daddy, gripping puppy’s harness, rammed his massive cock into his cunt... plunging it deeper with every thrust. I was in awe... puppy rode Daddy’s cock, his cunt refusing to release the cock from its grip. For what seemed like hours, the fucking continued... their bodies glistening with sweat. I saw the ecstasy on puppy’s face as his balls contracted and a load of cum erupted from his cock onto his scuplted torso. “Motherfucker!” puppy yelled. Seeing the cum pool on his pup’s abs, Daddy slammed himself on more time into puppy’s cunt and spasmed... “Take it!” Daddy roared, releasing his hot cum into the hungry cunt. As the cum flowed off puppy, Daddy moved forward, their lips meeting as puppy’s cunt gripped cock, refusing to release it. Daddy grunted, “Take it...” and thrust one more time. That's when I realized he was pissing up puppy’s cunt. "Yeah, puppy..." he groaned, "take your Daddy's hot chem piss all the way up your fucking cunt." Puppy moaned as the hot stream of piss filled his cunt. “Thank you, Daddy,” he groaned as he wriggled against Daddy’s thick cock. “You’re fucking welcome, pup.” Daddy responded, remaining inside puppy’s cunt, keeping it plugged. “HOLD IT,” Daddy commanded. Pulling out, he ordered me to come closer. "Get over here, cuntboy.” He took hold of my shoulders and looked me over, taking in my massive ball sac hanging between my legs and sighed. “You are such a fucking beautiful cuntpig!” He positioned me between him and puppy with my head level with his cock. I couldn't help but put it in my mouth, hoping I'd get some of his piss. He didn’t disappoint. He still had some left as he pissed his final streams deep into my gulping throat. “Now get on that cunt,” he smirked. I was surprised... did he say what I thought he said? “Kneel, cuntboy,” he ordered and I let out a loud moan as I felt my mouth come into contact with those swollen cunt lips and began exploring. The hunger for piss overcame me. Pressing my mouth deeper in his cunt, I let out another moan signaling puppy what I wanted. The flow of piss, cum and cunt juices began slowly but it was obvious that he wouldn’t be able to hold it. I eagerly began to suck at his cunt as he continued to release the fluids taking them down my gullet. I was insatiable... I was a cunt dying of thirst and the only thing I needed to survive was the mixture of puppy’s cunt juices and our Daddy’s cum. The wet slurping sounds filled the room as I fed on their precious fluids. I was so fucking high at this point. I just wanted to feed. If there had been any doubts about piss before this, they were gone.

Chapter 4 A couple of days later James was feeling back to his old self and I was finally walking normal again; thank god as I had a flight today. I couldn't remember the last time my cunt had taken such a beating. That session was definitely on the list of my top five all-time sexual experiences. When I boarded the plane I had to catch my breath, oh fuck I was in trouble. There standing in the cockpit was my walking wet dream. Captain Anderson, or Captain Charlie to his friends. It had been years since I'd last flown with him. Which was a good thing because I had a fucking hardon everytime I'd see him. Yep I was chubbing up. Okay let me paint a picture for you. Six feet two, light sandy-brown hair, hazel eyes you could melt in, chiseled features. He always wore his shirts on the small side to show off his physique. I'm guessing he had tattoos he was trying to keep covered because even on the hottest days he'd wear long sleeved shirts. He looked to be in his forties but rumors had him actually closer to mid-fifties. I didn't care he was hot, oh yeah and straight as could be. Married with two sons who supposedly looked just like him. I know sad, right. And to make matters worse, he was genuinely a nice guy. I mean come on, at least if he was a total jerk it would be easier to hate him but being nice just made him all the more fuckable. I hadn't realized I was still standing by the the cockpit door staring until I heard a light chuckle. "You okay there son?" God even his voice was sexy. "Umm, yeah, umm sorry sir. Brain freeze for a second. I, umm, was trying to remember if I turned the iron off." The iron seriously, what the fuck was wrong with me. "The iron huh," he said smiling at me, "well happens to the best of us." Except it never happened to me because I don't even own a fucking iron. He reached his hand out to greet me. "Brody right? I think we had a flight together a few years ago." "Uhh, yeah that's right. Good memory, sir." "Call me Charlie." Then he smiled and showed off his damn dimples. Yep, bye bye chubby hello hard-on. Another flight attendant was right behind me so I said, "well I better get ready sir," and released his hand and moved further into the plane. I was working with two women today both of whom I'd never met before. After the encounter with Charlie we were busy getting ready for takeoff so I could distract myself from the extremely hot man just feet away from me. We had just finished the first round of beverage/snack service and were catching our breath. I was putting stuff away when one of the other flight attendants started talking to me. "Hey have you ever flown with Captain Anderson before?" Captain Anderson, hmm that was interesting. "No, first time, you?" "Me either, but a girlfriend of mine has and she said he's getting a divorce so he's going back on the market." How do you respond to that, "okay, wow, but umm, you may want to give him time to adjust to being single." I can't believe I was having this conversation. "No way man. He's such a catch you have to jump right on that before some other bitch snatches him up." I was trying really hard not to laugh. "Well good luck." A couple of hours into our coast to coast flight, myself and the chatty one were at the front of the plane to let the fight crew stretch their legs and use the facilities. She went into the cockpit and I stayed outside blocking the ailse with the beverage cart. The copilot came out first and took care of business and quickly returned to the cockpit. Now it was my hunks turn. "Hey sir, smooth flight so far." He gave me a look, "sorry Captain Charlie." He grinned, "better, but you can just call my Charlie." "Umm okay thanks." Fuck I was chubbing up again. "So Mindy in there is quite something, have you flown with her before?" "Nope, first time." "She kept offering to comfort me tonight since apparently everyone knows about my personal life." "Yeah sorry about that sir, I mean Charlie. She did mention you were about to be on the market again." Damn I felt sorry for the guy. He looked so sad, I just wanted to give him a hug. Okay yes I also wanted him to bend me over and fuck the shit out of me. Hey don't judge, you would too. "Her Intel is a little old. The divorce went through six months ago." "Damn, sorry that sucks." "Oh god no! That was the best thing I every did. I'm just sick of all the single and not so single ladies on these flights throwing themselves at me. I thought it was bad when I was married now it's ten times worse." "Well Charlie, you can hardly blame them. I mean you have looked in a mirror, right?" I gave him a big smile. "That's sweet Brody but I'm nothing special." "Yeah now you're just fishing for compliments," I teased back. He got a funny grin on his face, "well I should probably get back in there and save Tony from the man-eater," he joked, then squeezed and rubbed my shoulder. He started to turn towards the door but paused and said, "we should get a drink tonight. I mean if you don't have other plans." Yep you guessed it, rock hard. "Umm, yeah, sure. "He grinned even bigger then knocked on the cockpit door. When Mindy came out she was as giddy as a school girl. "Oh my god he is so hot. I invited him out to dinner tonight." "Wow that's great. Good for you., did he say yes?" "No, he was really sweet but told me he wasn't ready to start dating again." I tried really hard not to laugh. Pretty soon we were landing and making our way to the hotel. In the lobby everyone was discussing dinner plans. I begged off saying I was going to hit the gym and would just grab something later. I changed into some shorts and a tank top and made my way to the hotel gym. I figured I'd workout for an hour then hit scruff and try to find someone to dump my load in. I'd done about twenty-five minutes on the treadmill when the door opened and in walked my fucking wet dream wearing a muscle t-shirt and tight running shorts. Dear god, I thought I was going to blow my load right then and there. "Hey Brody hope you don't mind if I join you. A workout sounded much more appealing than dinner with Mindy and the gang." I smiled and slowed the treadmill to a walk. "Hey captain of course, join on in. Damn, love your tats." He had a half sleeve on one arm and a compass on his other bicep. "Thanks, my sons talked me into getting them after the divorce." "They look amazing on you. If Mindy could see you now she'd probably be all over you." "Ugh no thank you. I mean she's very nice and all but not really my type." "Oh yeah, so just what is your type, Charlie?" "I have a thing for gingers." "You don't say." I stopped the treadmill and walked over so I was standing right in front of him. My dick was rock hard. "Holy shit," he said. He was staring right at my biohaz tat on my arm. "Fuck, are poz?" "Umm, yep." "Man that is so hot!" He suddenly looked like something had just occured to him and his face lite up with a smile. "You didn't by chance recently poz another flight attendant?" "Umm, fuck, umm where did you hear that?" "There's a group of guys at work who may or may not get off on very risky sex." He said winking at me. "One of the guys is a pilot friend of mine. He's been fucking a flight attendant named James for months and he told my pilot friend that his poz roommate's been feeding him toxic loads. He even showed him some pics of a hot ginger breeding him. Your face isn't totally shown but I definitely recognize that tat." You're famous within our group. James sent a pic showing his test results two days ago." "Did you say 'our' group?" I shoved my hand down his shorts and felt his hard cock. "My sons have been introducing me to the joys of gay sex." I raised my eyebrows up at him just as his phone went off. He looked at the number and shrugged, "damn it! I really have to take this." I whispered in his ear, "I'm in room 1237. Don't make me wait long."

So if this is the sling where I fucked you, this almost always happens as there are so few confident, show-off tops, ever, in that building. I was going there a lot during November and December when I was working in Indiana, All of once did I ever see another top take advantage of a man in the sling--and it was during the Black Out event so no one could see him. I joined him and we shared the bottom...but we had three or four other bottoms come in and stroke the guy's cock or chest. Any other time, I have felt like I am the only man to use the men waiting in the sling.

Uncle Todd had fucked me with his 6mm PA, and subsequently with his temporary spiked PA when he was possessed by a demon at my home. However, I was yet to see his brand new spiked dick piercing and feel it's brutal wrath! 😈

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Generally, I’m a healthy guy. I had decided to go bb and not ask Tops their status. I’m not on Prep so I knew it was a matter of time. One morning I woke up and didn’t feel quite right. By the afternoon I was achy, throat hurt and I felt a fever coming over me. I spent two days in bed sweating like crazy. Sweat soaked to the mattress. I knew I was converting which made it seem strangely ok to me. After two days it passed, I felt fine. Went to get tested shortly after and it confirmed I was Poz.

For the next hour Dave and I laid in bed watching a little TV and eating a snack from room service. All the while touching and fondling each other. I had yet to touch his cock, I was waiting to give him the same pleasure he gave me. I looked down at his hard cock and could see the pre cum on the sheets. Dave must have read my mind. “Are you ready to taste your first poz pre cum?” He rolled onto his back “Time to get to know me” he said winking at me. Taking his cock in my hand, I pulled his foreskin back and looked at all the pre cum on his head. I opened my lips and took him in my mouth tasting that delicious pre cum. I could hear Dave suck in a breath as I took his cock into my mouth. Swallowing as much of it as I could. I started to fondle his balls as my mouth moved up and down his shaft. Dave was moaning like crazy as I worked his cock over. “God Mike! That’s feels so damn good, I’m not going to lie, it’s been a while since someone sucked my cock. Oh god! You’re gonna make me cum! Do you want to swallow your first load of poz cum?” “Mmmhmmm” was all I managed as I doubled my efforts to taste his seed. I was intoxicated by words he had said. My first poz load! I didn’t care that I was swallowing the first one. Dave was sharing his gift with me. “OH FUCK!” Dave yelled. “HERE IT COMES! SWALLOW THAT POZ LOAD!” I felt his cock swell in my mouth and his balls shrink in my hand. And then it happened, I felt his cum shoot into my mouth, spurt after spurt I swallowed trying to keep up, Daves hands were on the back of my head as he buried his cock in my throat. “Fuck yeah! Swallow my seed man! Ughhhhhhhh!!!” I almost started gagging as he pushed further into my throat. I felt his hands start to relax and I pulled my head back to try and taste more of his seed. Dave’s breathing started to slow down, and I kept slowly sucking his cock milking every last drop of his sweet cum. I could feel him starting to soften as I pulled him out of my mouth. Laying next to him again, it was my turn to give the devilish grin. Dave started laughing. “I wasn’t expecting that, honestly. I thought you would want my first load inside you. “It is inside me” I laughed back. “I have been mesmerized by your cock since I first saw it. I knew I had to taste your cum. You mentioned that it had been a while since someone sucked you? Why is that?” ”Well to be honest, most guys just want me to fuck them. I get a lot of chasers asking for my load. Over the last 6 months I’ve kinda changed. I don’t want to just drop my load in any hole, I want that connection too. To know that the guy I’m with wants to share my DNA. Not just get knocked up. You’re the first guy I’ve been with since that decision. Honestly, if you had told me you were just chasing, I would have stopped talking with you. But when you said you wanted to know who gifted you and when it happened. It made me want to be the one to share my gift with.” ”I’m so happy that you said yes! And I’m honestly even happier that you want to share your gift with me. It will definitely be a bond that ties us together forever. Thank you Dave. Honestly” ”It’s my pleasure Mike. Let’s relax some more, then you want to shower and see where it goes from there?” ”Absolutely!”

When I was 14, "Yea I really am 18" And now that I am no meds POZ, "I'm neg and on PReP"

good girl. That's exactly what I teach cumdumps to do. The blindfold sends a clear signal that you are nothing but a public use cumdumpster and not only do you not care who fucks you but you EXPECT the dirtiest, nastiest looking old trolls to dump their loads in your sloppy fuckhole. Plus even though you can't see any of them, they still get to see you while man after man take turns breeding you. Everyone knows who you are and what you are. Bathhouse slings are where a lot of pussyboys learn their true purpose in life is taking anonymous strangers loads.

diseased faggots like you are super easy to replace. that's what makes you such worthless whores.just some piece of trash with no pride or shame or self respect. Thats what makes sluts like you fun to destroy and just use like trash.

CHAPTER 4 The afternoon passed without incident, though I was so scared that our wives knew what we'd been up to. We'd arranged for the four of us to have dinner that night and I was so excited, not for the dinner, but to be near Mike again! What was wrong with me?!? The four of us were getting our photo taken out the front of the restaurant and Mike's hand slipped down past his wife's shoulder and rested on my butt. I could feel his finger pressing against my hole and I had to stop myself from pushing back on it. He'd turned me into his slut! It was a pretty small restaurant and the two married couples were side by side. I couldn't help but "accidentally" keep rubbing my leg against his as we tried so hard to keep straight-faced. Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer, our wives excused themselves to go to the bathroom and freshen up. After they left, Mike looked at me with a gleam in his eye, "Maybe we should go to the bathroom too man." "What do you mean? The girls are right here!" "They'll be in the bathroom for 10 minutes man, you know they will be." He was right. "You know you want to" He had me there too. As excited as I was following him into the men's bathroom, I was disappointed to see a guy at one of the two urinals. Mike went into one of the stalls as I stood at the other urinal. Fortunately, my company was basically finished and was out of the bathroom shortly after. As he left, the cubicle door swung open and Mike was standing, stroking his hard cock. Fuck, he looked so sexy. I cursed myself for wearing white pants, if he fucked me the cum was bound to leak out & show on my ass and the game would be up. "We can't fuck," I whispered as I entered the cubicle. "Never mind," he replied standing over the toilet. "I'm sure we can come up with something" I was so thankful as I knelt in front of him that the door went almost the whole way down to the floor. No-one would see four feet under the cubicle! I knew what really turned him on from the blowjob earlier in the day. My own wife had never done this with me, yet here I was sucking her brother off in a restaurant bathroom! I knew it was slutty but I didn't care, I'd do anything to make Mike happy. I was concentrating so much on his cock that I didn't hear him whisper he was close until I started to taste his pre-cum. He gave a tap on the head and whispered that he was about to cum. I knew he couldn't give me a facial or shoot anywhere on my body so there was only one place he could go. As he stifled a moan, I felt his cum shoot down my throat. I'd never tasted cum before (of course!) but was surprised to find that I liked the taste! What had my wife been complaining about before? I looked up at Mike as I milked every last drop from his cock. I didn't want there to be any tell-tale signs from him and I also wanted all of his cum coz it just tasted so good. Mike pulled up his pants and opened the cubicle door, walking past a guy who could see me on my knees wiping my mouth. "Just a little food poisoning, you know how it is" Mike smirked to the man as I got to my feet, blushing as I walked past. I could still taste his cum as we sat back down at our table, our wives having only just returned. END OF CHAPTER 4