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Last night I was drunk as fuck at the abs. Shouldn't have driven there, but I decided to stay long enough to sober up. I went straight to the back, which had a decent crowd, dropped my pants and go positioned on a bench with my ass showing. I think my brazenness scared a few guys away, but thanks to the booze I wasn't too concerned. Within a few minutes I felt my ass being rubbed, then some lube, and then a fat cockhead opening me up. No idea who it was, and I didn't care. He gave me my first load after a few minutes, and another cock took his place. I lost track of how many cocks I took, but it was over 18 in the three hours I spent on the bench. Only one fat one caused me any discomfort, all the rest felt fucking fantastic. When I stood to get dressed, my thighs and ballsack were coated with cum, as was my ass. By the time I got home, so much jizz had ran out the entire rear of my underwear was wet and was starting to leak onto my jeans. I just striped naked and slept on my belly, letting any cum that didn't run out earlier soak into me.

I was itchy stepping up to the tattoo parlor with fear and excitement. Once I found out I was poz I was ready to make the next move and mark it so everyone else knew of my new station in life. The guy who pozzed me was so happy for me he set up an appointment for me with his ink guy and told me I could get as much ink as I wanted on him to celebrate it. I had a few ideas of what I wanted and I was ready for whatever came next. I walked into the shop and was greeted by an extremely hot blonde man with an extremely buff body that could easily be on the cover of GQ and any weight lifting magazines. I already started to drool seeing this Adonis in front of me. His tattoos went all down his arms and made him even more sexy. His green eyes were so bright when he saw me walk in and he smiled showing his bright white teeth. He walked up to me and put me in a big bear hug and I could feel his hard cock push up against me and it made me so hard in my pants and I know he could feel it as well. Elijah it's great to meet you Jimmy had told me the great news and I am happy to hear you're one of us but he didn't tell me how cute you are. Strip down for me and let me see what my canvas will look like before. Now I'm not a big guy, I'm 5ft 7 and weigh in at 175 pounds with a swimmers build being on the swim team in school. I have black hair and blue eyes and a nice six pack from swimming and from spending some time in the gym. I have a nice bubble butt that everyone tells me they love when they eat it out and push their cocks into my tight hole. My cock surprised everyone because they couldn't expect someone of my size. When they saw that someone like me had an 11 inch cock hard and 8 soft I always got whoever was fucking me to shove my monster in their ass as well and I always obliged. I got the same reaction out of Sam when he saw me and loved that I also had a nice PA right on the head and a Jacobs ladder to go with. Sam like everyone else looked like a deer in headlights but quickly recovered his composure and went straight down on his knees in front of me and engulfed my cock in one fell swoop. I was shocked that he was able to go straight down on me and I tried my hardest to not cum right there. After sucking me for a few minutes he got up and bear hugged me again saying he was just in so much shock that he had to do that. I told him that it was more than fine and I hopped we could do more of that sometime. He said he hopped so but for now let's get down to why we are both here. Sam went over to the door and locked the door and turned off the open light and closed the curtains. We talked for a bit and we went over what I would like to have done tonight. I explained that I wanted to get to b Red biohazard tattoos on my nipples and the the letter P on my left buttcheek another biohazard symbol on my hole for O and the Z on my right cheek so now everyone who spreads my ass knows about me. I could see Sam was so turned on with that idea he was openly stroking his hard cock in his pants. I told him he could get more comfortable if he wanted to and in an instant he was naked showing off more of his tattoos and I could also see he as well had a nice spiked PA on his 8 inch cock. Just like him when I saw it I engulfed his cock to the root like he did with me. I loved the taste of his cock and loved the feeling of his thick cock in my throat. Sam shaked at this surprised and had to grab the chair to help steady himself. Sam moaned as I lapped around his cock with my expert tongue making Sam moan even more. I could feel his balls start to tighten so I pulled off of him because I wanted his load somewhere else instead of my mouth. I stood up and smiled at Sam and let him catch his breath a bit and kissed Sam deeply on the lips and inserted my tongue deep into his mouth. Once we were done with the heavy make out session Sam had me bend over so he could look at my hole and ass to assess what needed to be done. I felt a chill as he rubbed his finger around my pink hole and a shock when he pushed it in all the way and it made me jump. Sam chuckled at my response and commented on how sensative I was. Well Elijah everything looks good but there was one more thing I need to do before we can start. I looked over at him and saw how much he was dripping precum and had an idea as to what he was going to say. He saw me looking and said "yeah you were right I need to have at that ass before we can start." I smiled back at him and bent over the tattoo table and shook my ass teasing him to come get it. Close your eyes sweetheart I got a few surprises in store for you. I got excited and closed my ass as requested and then I could feel something cold go around my my wrists and ankles and now felt I couldn't move. I was a little scared now but Sam rubbed my ass cooing at me that everything was going to be fine. Sam walked away from me again and because I wasn't instructed to open my eyes I kept them shut tight. I could hear more sounds of footfalls that sounded more like more people around me and it made me a bit more panicked. After the sounds quited now Sam's voice said you can go ahead and open your eyes now. I opened them and the first thing I saw was Jimmy naked as the day he was born along with about twenty other guys all naked and I could see all of them sporting bright red biohazard tattoos and they all said surprise.

Chapter 30 Xander went back to his room to rest up and I headed over to see Jack. He saw me coming and got a huge grin on his face. "Marty sent me a pic of your boy, he looks hot." "Yeah he did a great job. So I'm planning a little party for Xander tonight you should stop by my room anytime after eight, oh and feel free to bring any of your poz friends along, the more toxic the better." "Excellent, I'll definitely be there. I'm assuming you already invited Marty." "Yep he said he'd be there and he's hoping to bring some guys with piercings." "Mmm great! Nothing like a little metal in your cunt to make sure all that special cum makes it permanently into your DNA." I headed back upstairs and heard the shower running so I stripped and pulled back the shower curtain to join him. I shouldn't have been surprised but there was Mike on his knees blowing Brandon. "Jesus Christ Mike, how are you not totally hungover?" He pulled off of Brandon's cock and looked up at me, "coffee, lots of coffee." I chuckled, "okay you slut, off your knees. Brandon needs to save his loads for tonight. We have a special project we're working on." He pouted but got up. "So I don't get your cum anymore?" "Don't be a greedy bottom, there'll be plenty to go around tonight. It'll be good to have two bottom whores there." "Okay thanks," he's said leaning in to give me a kiss. "Your hubby know what a slut you've turned into on this trip?" "No, I'm not quite sure how to tell him I've been barebacking and taking poz loads." "We could always film you begging to be knocked up and send it to him." "Umm, yeah not so sure about the sending it to him part but I'd love to have it so I can watch myself." Brandon rolled his eyes, "you are such a slut. You should go back to the conference and see if you can attrack some more poz men to bring tonight since you seem to be really good at sniffing us out." We got Mike out of the shower and sent him on his way. "That boy is like a fucking puppy, he won't stop following me around." I started laughing, "yeah some of these chasers who don't realize they're chasers can be a little clingy when they get their first taste of the bug. Hopefully there'll be plenty of men here tonight." I jumped on bbrts and placed a party ad for tonight, 'my new totally smooth boy's in town for a few more days taking all loads. Prefer toxic men, need to make sure he leaves here knocked up but no load refused.' A couple of hours before the main event was scheduled to start I checked to see if anyone had requested an invite. Nice, twenty guys had expressed interest so far. I weeded out the escorts and the scary ones and ended up with fourteen potential guests, nine of which stated on their profiles they were poz. Not bad for a Wednesday night. I sent out acceptance notifications with the hotel info listed. Even if only half actually showed there should be plenty of guys to do one hell of a number on Xander's cunt. At seven on the dot there was a knock on the door. Brandon was standing closest to the door so he let Xander in. "Fuck you're even cuter in person. Come on in." He came in and immediately started taking his clothes off. "Damn Scotty was right you are a horny one." "No sir, I mean yes I'm extremely horny, but I have instructions to only wear clothes in public." I was sitting on the couch watching the interchange. "Boy, why don't you ask Brandon here to take you into the bathroom and make sure you're ready for your guests." "Sir I'd appreciate it if you could inspect my cunt and make sure I'm ready to go." "Absolutely," Brandon replied shedding his clothes and leading Xander into the bathroom. "Get in the tub and bend over." He did as instructed and Brandon started rubbing his hard cock around Xander's pink hole using his precum to lube him up. After a few seconds he pressed the head of his cock inside and started pissing. "You ever had a piss enema before?" "No sir, this is my first time." "Okay I'm just about done. When I start to pull out you need to clinch your ass muscles and keep every drop inside you until I tell you to release." "Yes sir." About thirty seconds later he pulled out, Xander clinched his ass, dropped to his knees and started to clean off Brandon's cock. "Good god Scotty, you've trained this slut well." "He's a natural, just needed a little encouragement to reach his full potential." "You like my piss deep inside your pussy?" "Mmm, yes sir I feel full but good." "Just a few more minutes then you can let it go. Just keep sucking me while we wait." He latched back on and deep throated Brandon until he was about to shoot his load. "Okay boy, that's enough for now, go ahead and release in the toilet. Then rinse off in the shower and when you're done get on the bed on all fours." About ten minutes later the boy was on the bed ready for loads. I couldn't wait any longer to eat him out so I dove into his ass and started rimming like crazy. He was moaning so loud Brandon shoved his dick in his mouth to keep him quiet. "Damn he's as really good sucker." "Wait until you breed him, his cunt is even better than his mouth." I reached under him and sure enough his little dick was leaking like crazy. I took some of his precum and lubed my cock up then slammed into him in one go. "Damn you're faggot ass was made for real men to use." I pounded in and out and soon grabbed him by his hips and impaled my dick all the way in giving him his first load of the evening. Brandon quickly took my place and had been fucking him for about twenty minutes when there was a knock at the door. I opened up and there was Jack, Mike, Marty and three other men. "Come on in guys and makes yourselves comfortable. We have two neg bottoms with us tonight and our mission is to make sure they both have enough toxic cum in them that's there's no question of their status by the end of the night." I could see Mike start to panic. Brandon got off the bed and put his arm around him and said, "slut, what the fuck did you think was going to happen tonight. This is a conversion party. Besides you've already taken so much poz cum the deeds probably already done." He was still freaking out and I could see that Jack had just about had it. "Look," Jack said turning Mike towards the bed, "see that slut over there with his ass in the air?" He shook his head yes, "he knows his place is to serve real men. He's ready to accept his destiny, so you either get naked and take your place next to him or leave. The real men in the room have work to do." With that Jack walked over and shoved his hard dick deep into Xander. "Thank you sir! Please poz my cunt." "Fuck yeah that's how a real boy behaves." It didn't take him long before he was adding his cum to the mix. After he pulled out he grabbed a sharpy from his pants and went back to Xander. On the small of his back he wrote 'neg', 'poz', and '?'. Under poz he made a hash mark then looked at me and I held up two fingers. He added two more lines than patted him on the ass and said, "good boy, you're off to a good start. Who's next?" I'd been so turned on watching Jack fuck Xander that I missed where Mike had disappeared to. Brandon caught my eye and said, "he bolted, decided this was too much for him." "I don't understand some guys. Guess he wasn't drunk enough to take poz cum tonight." Marty's three friends lined up in order of the size of their cocks. The first guy was average size and appeared to be so turned on it didn't take long for him to blast his load inside. The second guy had about eight inches and was pretty thick, he pounded away while his buddies egged him on to knock the bitch up. As he was shooting his load I finally took a good look at the third guy. Wow, how had I missed him. He patted Xander ass and told him to roll over into his back. "Hey slut I want to look in your eyes as I destroy your cunt." His dick was easily over nine inches, extremely thick, and had a beautiful PA with a rough finish to it that looked like it would definitely do a number on his insides. I watched Xander's eyes go wide when he saw the monster heading his way, but instead of fear it was hunger. The guy saw the same thing and said, "fuck yeah, they weren't kidding about you." He ran his hand over his biohaz tat right above his cock. "Tell me what you want boy?" "Poz me up sir! Make me complete. Please, fucking destroy my boy pussy." With that he slammed in deep causing Xander to catch his breath, his eyes rolled back in his head and he started moaning. "Fuck yeah you slutty whore, my cock is working all those poz loads deep into the lining of your cunt. There's no way you're not leaving here without carrying all our poz babies." He pulled all the way out and I could see streeks of red on his dick, damn that was beautiful. "You ready for my toxic load boy, "he asked as he rammed his cock back in not stopping till his balls were bouncing off his ass. "Yes, Damn it, yes," he screamed, "knock me up!" This had to be one of the hottest pozzing I'd ever had the privilege of participating in. Xander was smiling from ear to ear as the guy pulled out and presented him his dick to clean off. He reached out with his hands to pull his legs up and asked who's next while he took the cock covered in pink cum into his mouth. I'd been so turned on watching I hadn't realized four other men had arrived, all naked with their hard dick out ready to add their loads. "Hey guys any of you toxic?" Two of them smiled and raised their hands. "Perfect, you guys go first." One didn't wait to be told twice and took his place between Xander's legs and got to work. "Hope you don't mind waiting," I said addressing the other two." "Fuck no, totally understand. I'm only sorry I'm on meds, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen." "Agreed, I'm going home and flushing my meds down the toilet," the fourth guy said. "I never really understood the need to spread the bug until watching this bottom so willingly accept his place." Marty's friend had climbed off the bed and joined us watching Xander take his next load. "Fuck yeah do it man! Flush your meds. It's our responsibility to knock up all bottoms especially ones like this slut. He was made for real men to use, just look at him moaning begging for our poz seed." After that it became a free-for-all. A couple of us were versatile so we entertained the total tops while Xander was busy taking loads. The only rule we had was the guys couldn't cum in us they had to deposit in Xander regardless of their status. Ten out fourteen of the party invites actually showed up which I was really pleased with. Some guys just blew their loads and left but most stuck around to fuck him a couple time. As the party started to wind down it was just me, Brandon, Jack and Marty's friend, whose name I learned was Allen. Xander had his head in my lap. "How you doing boy?" "If anyone had told me on Monday that this conference would fucking change my life I would've told them they were crazy. But holy fucking hell this has been utterly amazing. My cunt is sore but I'm still horny. Not even sure how that's possible." Allen chuckled, "gotta say boy, I've pozzed a lot of guys in my life but I've never had anyone quite like you. Your body was made to serve real men and your cunt, damn don't even get me started. I know you're sore but I'm sorry I have to have one more go at it before I go home." Xander didn't say a word, simple lifted his legs up giving Allen access to his hole. He slid his hard cock inside and begin to fuck his ass. "Damn you are so much looser now that you were at the beginning of the night. Such a sloppy cunt, ahh here cums." It was soon just me, Brandon and Xander left in the room. We all collapsed on the bed. "Thank you Scotty, that was truly the best night of my life. I can't believe it took me so long to embrace my true self." "Glad I could help," I said leaning over to give him a kiss. "So just how many loads did I end up with?" He rolled over so we could do a final count. "Oh wow," Brandon was grinning, "man you're my hero. Five unkown, 3 neg, and a whopping 31 poz. No make that 32 I forgot to add Allen's last load." "Holy shit, I took 40 loads in one night. Good god I am a fucking slut no wonder I'm so sore." He started laughing. "Guess I truly earned that tat then." "Oh yeah I think it's safe to say there's no way you didn't get knocked up tonight." We all kissed then dozed off to sleep satisfied in knowing that Xander had had a very positive evening.

A few years ago when Craigslist personals was still active I was in my freshman year at NC State University. I have a high sex drive and was constantly checking out sites like CL and Grindr for quick, and easy hookups. Over time I began to notice many ads about fun in the bathrooms at D.H. Hill Library. The thought of playing in public really turned me on so I messaged one of the ads just trying to get info on where people met up and how to get play started. Luckily the guy gave me all the tips that I now know about cruising and best bathroom and times to go. The next day I had a short day of classes so after finishing up I went to the library around 2. I went to the West wing where it was recommended and I picked second to last stall so I could potentially have someone on the either side. This side of the library was much quieter so fewer interruptions. First guy to come in after I sat down just went to the urinal and I was already getting excited of what might happen. He finished and left when about 5 minutes later someone else comes in and takes the stall to the left of mine. This bathroom has 4 stalls so most people wanting privacy would have taken the one 2 stalls away from me. I quickly got a bit nervous and got ready to bolt, but I took a deep breathe and began to slowly tap my foot as I had been instructed by the guy on CL. Shortly after the guy sticks his fingers under the stall and beckons at me. Nervously I get off the toilet, but have a raging hard on and get my legs under the partition. Quickly my 7 inch cut dick is enveloped by a hand and he begins to stroke me up and down teasing my head. After a bit there is movement on his side as he gets down and puts his lower half under the partition. The guy has thin, but toned legs and a dick that wasn't very big at around 5.5, but had decent girth and was beautifully cut. In a low, commanding voice he told me to suck him. I began to rub his legs as I bent over with my ass near the partition and obeyed. Internally I was still panicking about this all, but I was so damn turned on. I kept sucking him quite sloppily getting his dick wet and down my throat. As I did this he began to rub my ass under the stall. I kept bobbing on his tasty dick when he again commanded, *Sit on it." I was not prepared at all for this. I had only come with the intention of oral play so had not brought a condom. I told him as such, but he responded it did not matter and again commanded me to sit on it. My fear of STI's quickly came to my head and again I wanted to bolt, but I just stood there on my knees staring at his dick. Finally I thought to myself fuck it, I will try it this one time. I told him ok and turned around and began to squat hovering over his bare dick. I hear a loud spit and then felt wet fingers probing at my hole. I began to leak precum and get even harder and knew this was the point I was going to go through with it. After he got me nice and wet I slowly brought my ass down to the tip of his dick. And then further and further and further down. He was all the way in me and I was in exstacy. Once I got comfortable with him inside he began to fuck me hard from underneath the stall pounding away at my prostate. I kept bouncing back on him trying to feel his raw dick as deep inside of me as possible. My precum kept leaking and dripping over my legs with all the motion and he started to whisper how hot my bare ass was and that I should keep meeting him and others in bathrooms. After a few minutes of him fucking me, without warning he began to grunt and I felt my ass getting filled up. He went soft and pulled out with some of the cum spilling on the floor. He quickly pulled his pants up and left the bathroom while I stood there still squatted in a daze. I could not believe what had just happened, but I was still rock hard. I ended up jacking off until I blew my own huge load. After cumming I got a huge wave of guilt and fear of what I might have just gotten from a stranger. I left in a panic and told myself I would never go back. But, as you can infer from this story dear reader, I did go back. Many more times in fact and I think over the few years after I was at NC State I got a few more loads from this guy. But I guess I will never know as I never saw his face and that is half the thrill of it.

Part 11 - July 2017 Byron took the final curtain call for the evening with Louise to a standing ovation from the audience, this becoming a regular thing with every performance. The Broadway critics loved the show and gave rave reviews seeing Louise performing again and giving Byron amazing write up's as standing out next to the star of the show, able to hold his own and command the audience. His few solo singing and dancing parts drew thunderous applause just like Louise's had. They were running in to the last 3 weeks of the production. He sat in his dressing room looking at the text from Sam and put his phone down. He was upset that Sam couldn't make it out as he was touring through Europe with a German ballet company. Sam had been keeping up with the reviews and would constantly send Byron messages heaping praise and promising they would see each other in December. Byron had kept in touch with Jack and told him about Marcus and the time they spent together, even confessing how upset he was when it turned out to be nothing but sex. Still he had brought happiness to Marcus and Tyler, despite his own sadness around Sam being unable to fly out. Tyler and he would still spend together in bed. Tyler knocked on the dressing room door and walked in seeing the sad look on Byron's face, he went over and put his arms around Byron's neck hugging him. They had been a rock to each other after Marcus left for LA, Tyler was supporting Byron now that Sam was not coming over. "How do you do that, keep turning up when I am sad" Byron joked looking at Tyler in the mirror. Tyler smiled and sat down "Don't know, maybe I can sense your sadness" he laughed. Byron wiped the make up off his face "Thank you Tyler, and I really mean it" he said smiling at him. Tyler picked up a wipe and helped "You only have to ask me and I will sleep with you" he said. Byron leaned in and kissed him "I know" he replied kissing him. They were interrupted by another knock at the door "Come in" Byron called, he finished wiping his face. "Is this where the new star of Broadway dresses" Stefan called out opening the door. Byron stood and ran over in to his arms bursting in to tears "Hell Byron what is the matter?" Stefan asked. He sniffled "Nothing, god I am so happy to see you" he said kissing Stefan on the mouth. Tyler stood up and knew immediately this was Byron's man "I should go Byron" he said. Stefan looked over "And who are you?" he asked "Are you fucking my man?" he looked seriously at Tyler. Tyler unsure what to make of it looked at Byron "Boyfriend?" he asked. Byron wiped his face "Stefan come and meet Tyler" he said. Stefan shook hands with Tyler "Well have you?" he asked looking at Tyler seriously. Byron laughed "Very much so" he replied winking at Tyler. Tyler looked at them both "So you are his boyfriend?" he asked Stefan. Byron laughed "Stefan here is straight" he said seeing Tyler looking relieved "Well sort of" he chuckled. Stefan punched Byron lightly on the arm "I am going to be his husband one day" he said smiling. Tyler scratched his head unsure what to make of this "Are you joking or for real?" he asked. "He says he will marry me but won't have sex with me" Byron replied holding Stefan's hand. Tyler laughed "You English are so fucked up" he said "I will leave you two alone to do whatever". Stefan stopped him "No, come to dinner with us, I mean my mother and father are coming as well" he said. Tyler looked at him "You brought your mother and father?" he asked looking shocked. Stefan laughed "My mother is Louise" he replied seeing Tyler smile and nod. Stefan looked at Byron after Tyler left to get changed "So your fucking with him?" he asked again. "Yes" Byron nodded "But I fixed him up with Marcus you know the dancer" he quickly added. Stefan nodded "As long as your not falling for him" he replied kissing Byron's head "Your mine" he said. Byron smiled "So you keep telling me" he said standing there as Stefan buttoned up Byron's shirt. Stefan held Bryon's face "You know I am in love with you". They spent a great deal of time chatting over dinner, Tyler was thrilled as being dance captain he very rarely got invited out with the star of the show for dinner. Stefan made no secret about where he was sleeping for the next 3 nights, Tyler still trying to get his head around their relationship. Through dinner he could see that what Stefan and Byron had went way beyond sexual love for each other. Tyler loved chatting with Louise and her husband, he even got along so well with Stefan that they flirted quite openly knowing it was just words and banter but all the time it was fun. Stefan finished undressing and walked naked from the bathroom and climbed in to bed. Byron settled by cuddling up against Stefan stroking his chest 'I missed you' Stefan said kissing his head, they both quickly fell asleep. Stefan woke early from his jetlag and kissed Byron on cheek telling him he was going down to breakfast, Byron turned over falling back asleep. He walked in to the hotel restaurant to see his father just sitting down and went over to join him. "Morning, can't sleep either" Stefan said sitting down. Matthew looked up "Surprised you are up this early" he replied "Byron is still tired so I left him sleeping" Stefan said after ordering coffee. Matthew laughed at how Stefan acted like they were a couple "You still love him don't you" he said. Caught by surprise he took a sip of coffee "Yes, sometimes I really wish I was gay" he replied looking down. Matthew smiled "You know love is not always about sex and you have both shown that" he said lovingly. Stefan looked at his father "You don't mind this, I mean it screws any chance of finding a girl". He shook his head "Well no I don't mind, does Byron feel the same way towards you?" he asked. "I think so" Stefan said thinking "he has never said he loved me though" he admitted. Matthew smiled "He is gay Stefan, maybe he wants more but can you give that to him?" he quizzed his son. Stefan looked at him "What if I can't, I don't want to loose him from my life" he said with slight panic. "Only you and Byron can determine the future and what happens son" Matthew said making it clear. Stefan chuckled "I never thought you and I would ever be having this conversation" he said. Matthew laughed "Makes a change from talking business" he replied "have you ever... you know?" he asked. "Done anything?" Stefan finished the question "No, I kissed him once with a chocolate" he replied. Matthew looked at his son "And?". Stefan shrugged his shoulders "It was nice I guess but it wasn't a proper kiss" he replied remembering it fondly. Stefan finished breakfast and headed back up to the suite. Realising that had been the weirdest conversation his father and he had ever talked about. Opening the door he walked through in to the bedroom looking at Byron, he was laying on his back the sheet halfway down his body. Standing there looking at him he just loved how he looked, so peaceful in his sleep, so sexy he thought. He stopped himself, wait, did he think he looked sexy he begun questioning his own thoughts. He stood there for a while lost in his own world undressing himself, he moved over to the bed and climbed in besides Byron. He mumbled and stirred in his sleep, this time Stefan cuddled up to Byron placing his hand over his chest and kissing him on cheek. Byron moved his arm around Stefan's neck and pulled him closer, his hand ran up along the Stefan's arm resting over his bicep. Stefan relaxed his whole body, he missed this, he really loved being in bed with Byron. Being close to him was everything he needed, he smiled remembering how he told Byron growing up that nothing and no one will ever come between them. He lifted his head and looked at the smile on Byron's face 'you belong to me Byron' he whispered softly almost to himself. Byron rubbed Stefan's arm 'I know' he replied catching Stefan by surprise. Stefan laid his head back down, Byron turned on his side and kissed Stefan on the lips tenderly wrapping both his arms around him cuddling him more intimately than they had ever done before. Stefan stroked Byron's back and his breathing steadied as he fell back to sleep, their faces almost touching. His alarm went off at 11.30am and Byron reached over to turn it off, his erection rubbed against Stefan's leg by accident. He was surprised that Stefan did not react and just smiled at him 'dirty tart' he said jokingly. Byron sat up and laughed and slipped out of bed to shower. Stefan walked in to the bathroom naked and sat on the floor watching him shower. Byron looked at him "Pervert" he said causing Stefan to laugh and smile. "What can't I watch you shower now?" Stefan asked standing up "or should I join you?" he stood by the shower. Byron turned looking at Stefan's physique "Better not" he replied grinning. Stefan chuckled "Yeah better not, after what you did to Darren" he said and burst out laughing. Byron shook his head "Don't remind me" he said holding his hand out for a towel "You coming to the theatre?". "No, father wants to check out some hotels he is considering using" Stefan replied still watching him. Byron dried his hair "I thought you were here to relax?" he asked stepping out of the shower. "You know him, mixing work with pleasure" Stefan replied "Can we dine alone together after the show?" he asked. Byron stood in front of him "Are you asking me out on a date" he laughed. Stefan smiled "Yeah suppose I am" he replied laughing, Byron stopped and look at him. "Your ex is right we are a pair of weirdos" Byron replied smiling "Oh and yes I will". Stefan walked in to the shower and looked at Byron watching him "Stop looking you tart" he laughed. Byron and Louise took the final curtain call as the standing audience disappeared from view as the curtain touched the stage floor and everyone relaxed. Louise kissed and hugged him which had become normal after every curtain drop. "We need to meet with the producers tomorrow at 2pm" Louise told Byron. He nodded "Another packed out show" Byron commented as they walked to the wings. Louise smiled "Your getting quite a name for yourself Byron" she enthused. "It's all down to you Louise, I owe you a lot for what you have taught me" Byron said hugging her again. "You better get ready for your date" Louise casually said "Stefan is waiting for you in the foyer". Byron tutted "Is nothing secretive around here" he laughed running off stage to get changed. He didn't really know what to expect on a date with Stefan, to him it just seemed as though they were having dinner alone as they walked in to the restaurant. Byron recognised several Broadway stars from different shows that were also arriving and dining. He didn't know them personally but knew of them from the billboards outside the theatres he passed every day. Byron pointing out some of the stars to Stefan who sat there watching him full of happiness and listening intently. "What?" Byron suddenly asked looking at Stefan. Stefan smiled "Nothing, you look incredibly happy" he said "I have never seen you like this". Byron sat back in his chair "I love what I am doing and you are here" he responded in truthfulness. "Are you in love with me then?" Stefan asked causing Byron "only you have never really told me?". Byron looked at Stefan "You know I love with you, you don't need me to tell you" he replied. Stefan smiled "Good" he said pausing "You know I can't find a girlfriend, no one compares to you". Byron laughed "Don't be daft, look at you, you could have any girl in here easily" he replied. "Oh I can get sex when I want it" Stefan said "But it's you I want. No. Need". "Sorry to interrupt you both" Patti Lu Pone stood in front of them "I saw your show this evening". Byron stood up "Oh, you did?" he fumbled going all stage struck. Patti smiled "Well mostly due to Louise but I heard great things about you. You stole the show to me". "Thank you Ms Lu Pone, that is very nice of you to say so" Byron replied trying to string words together. "Patti please" she replied "Would you star next to me in my next show in 2018?" she asked immediately. Byron stood looking at her "Me?" he asked "Oh god yes that would be amazing". Patti leaned in a kissed him on the cheek "Fantastic darling, I will set the wheels in motion". "Do you have your agents details?" she asked Byron, Stefan knew he hadn't signed up to one yet. Stefan stood "You can go through my mother" he said "sorry I mean Louise Hythe-Anderson" he corrected himself. Patti turned and looked at him for a moment "Oh yes I can see the resemblance now" she smiled shaking his hand. Stefan waited for her to leave "I hope you didn't mind me doing that" he said to Byron. Byron smiled "What? Oh no, that's Patti Lu Pone" he said again making Stefan laugh. "Don't be surprised Byron, my mother told me you are the talk of Broadway at the moment" Stefan said chuckling. Their evening took longer than anticipated as a few cast members from different shows all wanted to congratulate him on his performance with Louise. Eventually arriving back at the hotel suite just after midnight, Byron walked in to the bathroom and stripped and turned on the shower. As the warm water started coming through the shower head he slipped under the cascading water rolling his head back and allowing the water to flow over his face. Could the night get any more stranger he thought relating back to his conversation with Stefan. It still worried him weather Stefan was really being open with him and completely serious. Stefan stood there and watched for a minute and took down his underwear, slipping in to the shower he stood behind Byron and gently touched him. Byron jumped in surprise and looked down seeing Stefan's arms circling around his waist holding him. He felt Stefan kissing his neck then resting his head against his "I love you so much Byron". Byron held Stefan's arms "I wish you could give me more" he replied. "I'm sorry I can't give you everything you need" Stefan replied turning Byron to face him. Byron kissed him on the cheek "Make good on your promise and never leave me then" he looked Stefan in the eyes. He nodded "Never Byron" Stefan moved his face closer he wanted to kiss Byron. Byron sensed what Stefan was going to do "You don't have chocolate hidden do you?" he said smiling. Stefan grinned at him "Not this time " he replied remembering how they first kissed at Christmas. Stefan moved forward pushing Byron against the shower wall, he looked deep in to his eyes then his lips touched Byron's. Slowly with closed lips he kissed Byron, he repeated this several time and could feel Byron's cock getting hard against his leg. Byron wasn't sure but thought Stefan had a tear roll down his face mixing with the water from the shower. Stefan kissed him again 'Oh Byron' he quietly said then his lips planted hard against Byron's. His lips parted, he felt Stefan's tongue passing over his lips seeking his own. Stefan held Byron tighter, their mouths locked together standing in the shower. They kissed softly and sensually, the years of love between them surfacing. Stefan pulled back and hugged Byron tightly not wanting to let go. By the time they got in to bed and laid in each others arms Byron really knew how deep their love for each other was. They kissed and Stefan stroked Byron's face before tiredness took over them. Byron met Louise in the reception for their 2pm meeting with the producers, they were both unsure what it was about although Louise suggested to Byron that they may want to extend the show. The producers arrived and they sat in the hotel lounge, they wasted no time in telling them they had secured a theatre in the west end of London for 4 months starting in October. They were moving the show to the UK and wanted Louise and Byron to reprise their roles, Byron thought it would be a simple yes but Louise looked over the details and told them she was not happy with the package being offered for Byron. She made it clear that he was to get equal billing and pay due to his success on Broadway, to his surprise the producers agreed immediately if they would sign now. Louise excused herself and Byron to discuss in private. "Well Byron, what do you reckon?" she asked him "you want to work with me for another 4 months?". Byron nodded "Of course" he replied "One condition though" he said looking at her. "Go on" Louise replied. Byron smiled "Will you manage me, you know all this sort of stuff" he asked her. Louise smiled "Deal, but if you get to busy we may need a proper agent to manage you" she said. "I'm sure you can manage it" Bryon said "there is one other thing I was approached last night.." he started. Louise stopped him "I know, Patti wants you staring in her show next year" he laughed. Byron smiled "Did she call you already?" he asked looking surprised. "No, it is the worst kept secret on Broadway, spies are everywhere remember that" Louise said knowingly to him. The deal was done and they would be set to start stage rehearsals in September giving them both a month off when the run finished in August on Broadway. Stefan and Matthew waited for their taxi to the airport saying good bye to Louise to Byron in reception. Stefan kissed Byron on the cheek and hugged him "Stay out of trouble and be safe" he said to him. Byron giggled "And don't get anyone pregnant" he replied feeling the laughter from Stefan's body. "Gonna miss you, have fun with Tyler" Stefan said quietly. Louise put her arm around Byron comforting him, she clearly saw how upset he was at Stefan leaving.

Today is my 4 year anniversary As On January 20, 2016, I tested Poz I live 2 years with out meds but had to get on meds as I would get sick from a cold and be in the hospital.

After a really heavy fuck session or after a "regular" fuck a few days in a row (happens sometimes) I may need to give my hole a 2-3 days rest. Unfortunately 😉 The longest was a whole week after a guy with a big dick and a PA (my only PA so far) spent several hours in my ass. Could hardly sit the first 2 days. But it was a lovely reminder LOL.

Went to a friend’s private party Friday night. I was hoping to get in the sling and take loads as long as I could but it was pretty busy when I got there. Instead I ended up being propped up in an arm chair with my legs pushed back up against my shoulders with my ass at the edge of the chair. This really beefy hairy bear kept teasing my hole with his tongue and rubbing his cock up against my hole. He kept asking me how bad I wanted it and I finally started begging for him to fuck me. He obliged and lined his cock up, poured more lube on his dick and slid in up to the hilt. His cock was hitting me in all the right places and he was getting me close to cumming before he said he had to stop or else he’d come and he wasn’t ready too. A really sexy daddy with a huge hardon took his place and started to fuck me. His dick was probably nine inches and I could feel all of him sliding into me. He pounded me good really pinning my legs back with his thrusts before cumming hard and deep inside of me. He stayed in me while kissing me before pulling out. A buddy of mine wanted a turn and got me on my legs facing the chair so he could fuck me from behind. He fucked me for about 15 minutes before cumming inside of me. He slapped my ass as he pulled out and moved on leaving me with cum leaking down my legs. It was then that I took a brake and cleaned up a little and got a beer. After a quick breather I got into the sling and ended up taking a handful of loads from a few different guys before the bear from earlier was back and fucking me good. He said he’s been edging all night in various guys and was ready to bred “a nice slut”. He was really working me over and the chains on the sling were rattling quite a bit. He didn’t take long before I could tell he was shooting inside of me. His breathing quick and his body shaking as he let out a huge grunt. I felt like me ass was being flooded and I could feel his cock spurt multiple ropes of cum. He kept slamming into me over and over again before he finally started to lose his erection and pulled out. I couldn’t see who but someone was then eating my ass and going for the cum leaking out. I ended up getting fucked by another guy after that but then my legs started getting numb and I had to get out. I took one more load being bent over the coffee table by some younger muscle stud who said he had cum a few times already but got hard again watching me in the sling. I jerked out a load while he was fucking me and shot right before he did. It was a hot cum filled night and i went home around 4am to pass out.

By John Y. I'd always wished for a larger cock. I mean, don't get me wrong—I like my cock and it does just fine by me, but I'd always envied the huge donkey hung studs I'd see at the Y where I have a membership for my family. I like to jog, swim and “relax” in the sauna in the rare instance that I actually have some free time for myself. Mostly it's my beautiful wife Denise and my sons who take advantage of not only the facilities themselves, but a whole host of workshops, spinning classes, and weigh training seminars available. My wife does the yoga classes to help de-stress from running the boys around to their full schedule of extracurricular activities and sports practices. I have three sons total; Jeff, by my first wife, and two other sons; Jake and Tyler—both from my current wife, and both as adorable as their mother. Raising sons nowadays is a lot more complicated than it was when I was a kid. If I wanted to play baseball after school I'd just bring my mitt w/me to school that day and play at the park on the way home along with the other kids. My sons, like most nowadays, need their own electronic organizers and costly uniforms and accompanying safety gear for each team they're on—which is many. My oldest son Jeff is a hearty high school senior, all American in every way—sort of beefy from too much soda pop and videogames, yet he has an intensely competitive nature. He excels in sports, and has the kind of beefy build that's perfect for rugby, hockey, and football. He's still growing and he's gonna be a big bruiser by the time his body catches up with his hormonal fluxes. Jeff has adorably messy light brown locks that poke out all over and kind of flips from under the back of his omnipresent ball caps. The kid wears a different ball cap every day and even holds down a part-time job at the local lids shop at the mall. He claims he couldn't support such an extravagant image without the generous employee discount. And apparently not having your own personal brand or completely unique style is unacceptable as a high school senior in 2004. When my first wife and I divorced, Jeff was a toddler and his mother was more interested in booze and other men than she was being part of a nuclear family. So with the help of my parents and brother, I raised Jeff primarily by myself until I remarried. The bond between my son and me is stronger than any other I've ever known. In many ways, Jeff is my best friend; my sounding board about everything from listening to me bitch about “that idiot on talk radio”, to enduring my frequent tales of how “we used to do it” when I was a kid. We share blond jokes and a sick addiction to AFV (yes—the stupid show where people send in videos of their grandmothers catching on fire or dying at weddings with overt canned laughter overlaid.) It's wrong. We know. But we cant seem to change the channel once it's on, and I chalk it up to my voyeuristic side. Jeff's also the one who'll tell me how bad my golf swing is, and why I shouldn't wear “those way too short Adidas running shorts, Dad!”. Secretly I think he's just jealous and wants to wear them for the vintage factor, but they're a little too large for him now. All in all, we have one of the closest, most communicative, and healthiest father/son relationships I know of. Jeff's eighteenth birthday was coming up soon and I wanted to make sure it was a day for him to remember. Turning 18 is a big thing for someone that age and I easily recalled my excitement at the prospect of graduating from a restricted license, high school, and all the wonder and freedom of a life away at college. I knew Jeff expected something significant for his birthday and I debated for a long time over what to get him. Even though he wanted his own car, I didn't want to go that route. Lots of dads buy their sons new cars for their 18th birthdays and 3/4 of them end up totaling it within weeks anyway. I wanted Jeff to earn his car, so he'd appreciate it. I wanted to give Jeff something more substantial than a material purchase. I wanted to give Jeff something that he could really own for the rest of his life—something that his “old man” gave him, by which he'd always remember and cherish our good times together. I gave the matter a lot of thought over the weeks leading up to Jeff's birthday, and one day at the Y it finally came to me. After a particularly taxing day of work, a heavy greasy burger lunch on the run in my car between meetings, and two too many beers with the my last client of the day, I decided I should do myself some good and hit the gym. I phoned my wife from the car and explained that I needed some “me time”, and I'd be home late after I hit the gym and unwound a little. She and I respect each other's need for space and time and I think that makes for a good marriage in our case. We both know how invigorating and detoxifying it can be to pump out some adrenaline at the gym, sweat out that stress, and rejuvenate in the bathing facilities at the Y. Our local Y was just built a few years ago and is well maintained. The men's steam and dry saunas are spic and span, as are the pool, locker, and shower areas. After a good run and some free weights, I felt like I deserved some shower time and indulgently headed towards the showers. I couldn't wait to peel off my sweat-drenched gym gear and just bask under the hot jet sprays of the shower for a while. It was about an half an hour before the Y closed and I'd been the only one under the refreshing steam jets of the showers for a while. I'd actually finished scrubbing myself down and eyes closed, I was letting the warm water glide down over my oxygenated muscles and swirl the ocean-scented body wash down the drains at my feet. Racking my brain once again about what to get Jeff, and breathing in lung-fulls of steam and scented water, my mind wandered. I started thinking about how good the water felt on my skin. My balls were hanging low and when my soapy hand drifted past the head of my now lucid cock I felt hedonistic warmth rush in patches all over my body. My mind's eye flashed images of all the hot muscles I'd seen straining and pushing in the gym. Guys with massive arms—huge guns Jeff called them—paraded and pumped in my mind. I remembered a distinctly huge, beefy football player we'd seen during last Sunday's game. Trying to imagine what this guy's look like unstuffed from his tight shiny blue pants, I threw wood. This jolted me back to reality and I struggled to focus as I opened my eyes. At first, I wasn't sure if I was asleep or really under the hot foggy showers. What appeared to be that guy from Sunday's game—or perhaps his brother—was hanging up his towel at the end of the row of showers and heading towards me on the right. I wiped my wet hair to the side and flushed the excess water from my eyes and still I had to blink twice to realize that I was in fact fully conscious and cognizant of the hulking beefster next to me. He casually said hi and turned on the shower nozzle next to where I was standing. I choked out a ridiculously girlish “umm …hi there.” and turned the other way to quickly apply an additional dose of shampoo to my already clean hair. After all, I tried to convince myself, the bottles does read “shower, rinse, repeat”. I just needed to figure out how I could steal another glance what I thought I saw with this huge guy. What I definitely knew was that this guy was stacked. He was probably 6’6”, thick slabs of bulky rounded muscles that bounced on his already massive frame, black hair, and a strong healthy girth that in all honesty must've been about three bills. This guy was massive! In a deep baritone, he started humming that clever baby back ribs jingle, then started singing it. When he breathed, his thick d cup pecs bounced, and in turn so did his ripped but bulging belly, and so on down to his meat. In my peripheral vision I could sense something huge and pendulous moving, and as my eyes were drawn down this beast's thick body I honed in on the hugest package I've ever witnessed The guy sported a long fat dong, close in size and shape to a baby's arm, and a massive pair of bull nuts. He was donkey hung and didn't seem to mind me staring, as he rinsed the shampoo from his hair. Arms raised behind his head, blowing out his huge biceps for me like cocky plumage—his gut and basket were pushed forward making his meat bounce even harder with each deep “baby back, baby back, baby back” reiteration. He finally addressed my stunned stare with a friendly, but decidedly knowing, “Ya wanna know what it's like, doncha? I gulped and nodded. He told me most guys couldn't keep their eyes off of it and he didn't mind the attention at all. In fact, he told me he liked to share the wealth and I could take a hold of it to see how heavy it felt. I couldn't believe this guy was gonna let me grab his donkey in the showers, but I knew that beggars can't be choosers and decided to seize the opportunity, along with his horsemeat. I nervously looked around—the locker-room was silent except for us, and I stepped over in front of him. When I took his huge hang in my hand I blushed because even my man-sized hand couldn't reach all the way around it. I squeezed a little and repositioned my fingers around the rubbery dong, but I still couldn't get full grasp. It must've weighed a solid pound plus, and the giant bag that hung beneath his flopper held two testes the size of softballs. I recoiled my hand quickly because for a second I thought for sure this must be some kind of physical abnormality—like a twin brother that never fully developed and I was going to see this guy on Oprah next week or something. It was abnormal to say the least, but it was indeed a cock. And the most perfectly formed giant monster cock I think anyone has ever seen. Even with the internet male porn I'd sneak on the computer sometimes late at night, I'd never seen anything this big. “I guess you've got some rare lucky genetics”, I nervously snickered to break the tension. “No way buddy” he chuckled, “this isn't a genetic gift from my dad. This is Christmas gift from my girlfriend”. Puzzled, I stared back wondering what the hell he meant. I asked him to explain, and he told me that his girlfriend worked downtown—not far from Chinatown. During her lunch breaks she would often peruse a local herbal shop and buy crazy cough remedies and PMS teas and stuff. She developed a great rapport with the owner—a withered but wise old Chinese man who had an herbal remedy or potion for anything and everything that ails ya. His girlfriend mentioned one day that she needed a unique gift for her boyfriend, and something that they could possibly use to enhance their sex life. She expected some Benewah balls or spicy herbed lube of some sort, but instead the old man winked at her and said he had just the thing. He scurried off, climbed up a ladder, and produced a glass jar of what appeared to be dried black leaves of some sort from a hidden stash, behind the New Age book overstock section. As he climbed down from the ladder he shook a bony finger her way and warned her to be very careful with what he was about to share with her. He told her it was an ancient Asian masculinity herb and would produce amazing yet unregulated aphrodisiac affects on whoever ingested the mix. He warned that the results were always unpredictable, yet he'd never seen happier customers than those who'd purchased the herbs for their mates. He said it was never to be taken—or even touched by women, and she should only allow her partner to open and ingest the contents that he spooned into a tiny rice paper envelope for her. She agreed and giggled inside thinking that if nothing else, it would make for a great gag gift Little did she know that the seedling thought in her mind at that moment would manifest itself in the way the herbs would take effect. Three days later her boyfriend was transformed after drinking the herbs steeped as tea, as the envelope prescribed. “She eventually learned to overcome her gag reflex.” the bruiser cockily laughed, “and I've been the object of admiration and respect from everyone I've met since, he snickered. “I've gotten three promotions at work, was made captain of my rugby team, and I never pay for drinks at clubs anymore.”, he goaded. He shook the obscene member at me again and taunted me with it. You want one, doncha bud? You wanna know what it's like to have a donkey swinging between your thighs 24/7, doncha buddy? His previously jovial demeanor now verged on arrogance, but I suppose I couldn't blame him. I nodded and agreed when he inquired for the third time about my envy, but I knew I needed to play it cool if I were to maximize this situation. It almost seemed as if the serpent in his fist was speaking directly to me now. “You want this for yourself, doncha dude?” it hissed lewdly. “No”, I responded simply. That threw the guy for a loop, as I'm sure it wasnt the typical glazed and patented “uh huh” he was accustomed to hearing. “I want it for my son.”, I announced. The guy laughed and asked me if I was kidding. I shared a little info with him about my relationship with my son, and told him about my desire to gift Jeff with something he'd not soon forget. He agreed with my logic and told me he'd share the secret shop with me, but only on one condition. “What's that?”, I queried him. “That if he gets bigger than me, I get to see his.” Deal! We shook on it and he clued me in as to where I needed to go and what I needed to do. The next morning I cleared my afternoon schedule and made a beeline to the shop at lunch. By 12:30 I held in my possession the gift of life for my son's 18th birthday. Jeff's eighteenth birthday was two days away, and I was anxious to give Jeff his gift. I doubted and questioned myself over and over again in the meantime. Was this wrong? Was it illegal? Doesn't every dad hope that their son wil inherit the best genes the family jewels have to offer? I figured at most Jeff and I would get a good laugh, and then I'd buy him a car to reoccupy his mind. That Friday night couldn't have come sooner. Of course Jeff was hosting an obligatory blow-out bash in our basement rec-room with 10 of his closest buds (car keys to be left in my possession), but I wanted to share a special private moment with my son before his guests arrived. After dinner I went into my den and threw back two double Scotch's, and called for Jeff to come join me. Feeling the need to be relaxed I was wearing those old Adidas track shorts form my stint on my HS running team 2½ decades prior, and I was adjusting my ball sack and to the warm glow produced by the Scotch when Jeff entered the room. “What's up Pops?” he asked—with an inconceablable smile on his face. In the back of his mind, I knew he thought he was baout to be hnaded a set of keys to a new Porsche or at least a VW. I told Jeff to feel free to grab a beer from my minibar fridge and sit down, because i wanted to talk to him. His eyes lit up about the beer and the newly adult privilege I bestowed on him, but of course he felt compelled to add a cynical teenage groan and obligatory eye roll at the prospect of a lecture. He flopped into the leather armchair opposite me, threw one leg over the side and popped open his beer. He paused just briefly before swigging form it—first to see if I was really going to allow him to drink a beer, and secondly to hide that fact that he knew how to swig beer form a bottle like a sailor already. That fact would have solidified my sneaking suspicion that hed been raiding my wetbar for about a year now anyway, and possibly even explain why I couldn't find my favorite Adidas shorts sometimes. He sensed my lax attitude about the beer and took and sip and pretended to make a face at the fuzz. I told him to cut the BS with me and remember who he was dealing with here and we both laughed. That broke the ice and he proceeded to swig the bottle like a seasoned pro. “Jeff”, I started, “I want you to know that since you were a little boy, I've only ever wanted the best for you—in every possible way.” Another obligatory eye roll and a mumbled “I know that, Dad—sheesh!”. “Now Jeff, listen to me here for a minute, I continued. Aside form footing the ridiculous bill for this party of yours tonight, I picked up something special for your birthday. One more gulp of beer and an intense stare to me as he tried to figure out what kind of car I was leading up to. Then he finished the beer. “Can I have another one Dad? Please! It's my only 18th birthday, c'mon!” Ok, I relented but I want one too, and I have something else for us as well.. He swung back around from the fridge, hading me the beer and looked at the tiny envelope in my hands. “I have something here for you son, and now that you're a man I think you can handle this.” He looked again at the envelope as he flopped back into the chair and asked me if I was going to smoke a jay with him. Now I was the one who rolled my eyes, and explained that I wasn't quite that kind of Dad, but I did have something for him that I could almost guarantee none of his friends Dads would give them. “What is it Dad?” he asked, his curiosity piqued. “Whatcha got for me Pops?” “A donkey dick.” I flatly replied. Jeff blew beer foam thru his nose—spraying my legs and shorts. Coughing and trying to regain composure, he laughed out loud at me. “No, really c'mon Dad.” he belted out. The beer was going to his head fast and I could see his beefy pink cheeks flush with alcohol and laughter. “What is it?”. I explained to him about the old Chinaman in the shop and the supposed effects of the herbs and Jeff just stared at me—trying to determine if I was pulling his leg, or if premature Alzheimer's was settling in. “I'm serious, Jeff.” I explained. “Guys with monster cocks get ahead in this world and even though I don't believe I've done you wrong in the family jewels department, I want you to have every advantage possible in this world.” He knew my spiel was of the utmost honesty and sincerity and he quieted down. “So what do I do?” He looked to me for a lead. I handed him the envelope and told him to add the crushed leaves to his beer. “Even if it tastes bad, swallow it all and don't puke, OK? I chided him. “I know how to drink beer Dad”, he mocked and snatched the satchel from my hands. The reality of what I was presenting him kicked in, and I knew that at this moment a new car was the FURTHEST thing from his hormonally charged teen mind. I had to admit—I was on the edge of my seat, myself. Jeff added the mixture to his beer and glug, glug, glugged it down. He sat back down in the chair and looked completely normal. I watched intently for any sign of change. He looked down at his crotch, back up at me, and then let go a huge belch. That made us both laugh an then Jeff's face went completely blank and pale. He bolted up quickly in front of me and grabbed my arm. “Oh my God, Dad!, he exclaimed nervously, I think it's starting.” Jeff began trembling and his grip on my arm grew stronger—almost to the point that it hurt me. I steadied him at the hip with my other arm and frantically panicked, wondering if I'd just poisoned my own son. A huge smile dawned on his lips and he shook my arm excitedly. I broke my gaze from his face as I noticed his baggy khaki trousers begin to heave and stir. He was tenting alright and my curiosity kept me glued in my seat—at eye-level with his growing mound. Jeff threw his head backwards, let out a lewd moan, and inhaled deeply. When he did, the bulge in his trousers lunged forward and a large burgeoning outline was taking shape. With each low guttural moan, Jeff was breathing life into his new baby. Within minutes the distinct outline of a large eggplant was bulging out of his pants I wondered how insane this night would become. “Awww yeah—that feels sooooo damn good”, Jeff hissed under his breath. His voice had already deepened and his nascent donkey drew the attention of his hands. Both of them rubbed the enormous eggplant bulge in his pants and he caught my eye with a glace as he squeezed his pant mound. I could see pure sexual lust in his eyes and it was a little awkward for me to recognize that in my son. I'd seen this look before during really intense, connected sex sessions with girlfriends—even my wives now and then, but this was different. I could literally smell and taste the pheromones Jeff's pits were exuding and the heady aroma drew me in. Jeff's moaning continued and I thought his antagonized pants my burst right in my face. It was as if someone were filling a giant water balloon down his leg and soon the bulge began to resemble a butternut squash. I doubted the cotton of his khaki's ability to retain the monster much longer and wondered when it would stop. I mean—I did want Jeff to have a huge one, but I didn't want him relegated to a traveling sideshow or medical journal. Oh shit—what if I gave him too much? What if he's too young? Thoughts were racing through my mind, but the manly aromas now wafting form Jeff's body were starting to bone me as well. Jeff's breathing began to slow and the bulge seemed to have slowed its rapid rate of expansion. I couldn't help myself any longer and I reached forward and yanked down Jeff's trousers. What lay before my eyes was the wildest thing I'd ever seen. Jeff's cock had morphed into a heavy, lewd column of meat. He'd even developed a massive juicy foreskin that bloated out the circumference of the cock and make it appear even larger. It had to be at least 15 inches in length and probably 10 inches around. It bobbed and throbbed in front of my face and seemed to be breathing on it's own. His ball sack hung a solid foot below his groin and his testes had swollen up like ripe Florida grapefruits. Jeff wrapped both hands all the way around it and with his voice definitely an octave lower asked me if it was really him. He squeezed it and shook the bloated beast a few times. Jeff shuddered in ecstasy and a tablespoon of thick precum oozed from his quarter-slot piss-slit, and began a viscous, slow-mo descent from Jeff's monster and dripped lewdly onto my leg. I shoveled the goo up with my fingers and brought it to my nose. It reeked of semen personified, and I nearly succumbed to the Cloroxy smell, as if I were scrubbing an unventilated bathtub. Jeff leaned in and inhaled deeply. When he did my cock jumped and the head burst forth from my tight Adidas shorts. That gave us both a jolt and Jeff's monster bounced one final time and bloated up another inch in diameter. That was as big as it was gonna get, and it was gargantuan by any standards. Neither of us knew what to expect from his newly birthed monsterbone. My son was now a magnificent bullstud. His monster meatshaft would be the envy of men everywhere, his now stacked bulbous chest had grown a thick matt of fur. His voice was a full octave deeper and he'd developed a visible 5 o'clock shadow. His eyes were lustfully wild and it was plain that I'd turned my son into a sexual beast. He grabbed my head from behind and forced my mouth onto his Easter ham. My eyes bulged and my lips stretched tightly just to accommodate the head. As my eyes teared up, I looked up at him and saw maniacal evil in his eyes. I don't think he even knew it was me he was forcing onto his cock. I don't think he cared either. At that moment my manboy just needed his nut. I got him into this situation and I was to endure the brunt of his first powerdong experience. He bludgeoned my mouth and I whimpered like a punished boy, taking my medicine. Copious amounts of precum poured from his nozzle like a broken beertap and my swollen lips barely accommodated one third of his might girth. He pumped and grunted and I gasped for air thru my nose. Thick bolts of precum squished out the corners of my mouth and landed in loud splats on the floor each time he plunged his beast into my skull. My boner was throbbing like mad but I couldn't touch it because I needed both hands to steady myself as my son tore me a new one. Tears streamed down my purple swollen face and I nearly passed out form asphyxiation. Synaptic stars shot off like fireworks in my brain due to lack of oxygen and then the first volley hit. The cum gushed so intensely out of Jeff's cock that the pressure blew him off of me like a crimped firehose unraveling. Trying to get a hold of the angry beast, Jeff grabbed it tightly with both hands and attempted to direct the lurid flow of semen, but it was no use. He shot off at least ten huge wads of cum, each one pulsing out of his monster and hosing me down in warm pungent jizz. Jeff grunted and growled and I could literally see his balls beginning to deflate as they unleashed their substantial payload. A thick gloppy cupful of jizz splatted squarely in my face and I looked out from under the drippin ooze to see Jeff collapse back into his chair. I shot my meager manwad into a puddle of my son's mitochondrial spermpool, and struggled to catch my breath. Within moments Jeff was snoring in the chair, and I scrambled to clean up the slippery mess. My den was awash with jizz and I sopped it with as many bar towels as I could find. My body was covered in the gooey gore and I worried that Jeff's guests might start arriving soon so I hurriedly wiped down everything and ran to the shower. When I came back Jeff began to stir, the swelling of his thick member had begun to subside and in the light it looked like a like a saintly baby sleeping. “Oh my God, Dad, Jeff started, I just had the most fucked up dream.” When he looked down for a reality check, he gulped hard and his eyes shot up at me in near disbelief. There was an intense moment of silence and then Jeff's signature smile appeared. He confirmed what I had always hoped he would say to me. “You're the best Dad ever!” “Happy Birthday Jeff, I replied. Never forget who's your Daddy!”

After reading the incredible "Pregnancy by Sperminator" on Breeding Zone, I thought for sure Spermpig had made it all up. Since Craigslist shut down their personals a while back, I figured there was no way I would ever be able to find Sperminator. But the story made me so horny I just had to look, because I love the thrill of the risk of taking loads so much. Unfortunately for me my internet search skills are very good, because I eventually did find Sperminator's ad on another site. I thought to myself "OMG, this just can't be real". But curiosity got the better of me and I couldn't help but respond to the ad, figuring it was just a joke put there by someone from this site that had read the story. Much to my surprise the next day I found a reply from Sperminator waiting in my inbox. Of course he lives in a different city, but I had some leave I needed to take before the end of the fiscal year anyway so I booked a plane ticket and a room at a nice hotel near the airport. Once I had arrived and checked in, I sent a text to the number he had given me and a few minutes later received a reply. I texted back the hotel address and my room number, very horny with anticipation. I never thought my deepest, darkest fantasy might come true, but here I was prepping my ass and getting ready for his arrival. It seemed like an eternity but it was probably really less than 45 minutes when I heard a knock on my room door. I let him in and true to the description in the story he was a very large but well built black man and he was wearing a shirt and grey sweat pants. I could already see that even soft his package left a large bulge and I couldn't wait to see it up close for myself. I told him that I'd seen the story online and knew I needed to have him stop my biological clock. He told me to get down and suck him to get his cock ready to impregnate my ass. At his command I dropped to my knees and pulled down his sweats until his dick was free, nearly to his knees and not even hard yet. Spermpig was definitely not exaggerating. I set to work on it, but didn't have any more luck getting even half of it in than Spermpig did. I did manage to get it up to full mast, and it definitely had to be around 13" and 7+" around in the thick part. As I got down on all fours on the bed he warned me that I was definitely going to be walking funny for at least a week and I had no doubt that this was indeed a dick I would never forget. He told me that since I was such a chaser already he wouldn't let me ride it first, but since he was feeling generous he would go slow at first until my hole was fully stretched out. He got up behind me and adjusted my position to line up his big torpedo shaped dick at my hole and I could feel his well lubricated head start to press against my hole. I couldn't believe I was really doing it, letting a big poz dick fuck my neg hole and maybe impregnate me. But it was definitely for real as his big dick started to make entry stretching my sphincter as wide as it ever had been. And I'd been practicing with the largest black dildo I could find in order to try to get my hole prepared for this monster dick. But like Spermpig, my hole was definitely not ready. It felt like I had a fireplace log being forced into me as he forcefully but slowly stretched me out to accommodate his girth. When the wide part started to stretch me he grabbed my hips firmly and increased the pressure. I was hoping that I would be lucky enough that it would take at least two or three times for my ass to get knocked up, but true to Sperminator's reputation my pregnancy test came back positive the first time. I really had to have that big dick again though and figuring that he might not have an interest in fucking me again once I was pregnant I got on my computer and made up some fake negative test results. I was able to arrangedto meet him two more times before he figured it out. He was a little upset at my deception, but said he understood why I wanted to keep getting fucked. Even though my ass is now ruined, I still crave for his big dick to pump his seed into me but somehow now that I've been knocked up the thrill is gone since there isn't the risk of getting pregnant anymore. What gives me a thrill now is thinking about spreading the gift to unsuspecting tops.

I have dreamed of going to any bathhouse since I was old enough to masturbate. I have looked all over the internet since I was eleven and first started to masturbate and have fantasized about what would happen to me when I go there. I am barely legal now and the opportunity has been presented to me. I have a fake ID now that says I'm 21 and my parents felt I was old enough to be by myself for the weekend so now I am ready to finally take the plunge and go to the one bathhouse that I have read was the best one online from all the reviews of their site. I packed up all I thought I would need for the night and got into my car and drove the hour away from my house till I was met with an Iron gate at the entrance to the bathhouse. I grabbed my bag and made my way to the front door of what looked like a huge house that stood three stories tall. I walked in the door shaking with both fear and excitement with what was about to happen. I was met by the man at the window. He asked me if this was my first time here and when I said yes he told me I was lucky that the cover and locker fee was waived tonight for new comers. He asked to see my ID and when he looked at it closely he handed it back to me and pushed the membership form at me and had me fill it out. Once everything was done he handed me a towel, key and a small brown bottle and when I looked confused he told me that they were poppers and when I was having fun to hold the bottle under my nose and breathe in deeply. I thanked him and ,made my way to the locker room to put away my clothes and began my journey into the new world. I put the key around my wrist and the brown bottle in my sock after breaking the seal I put it in my sock and started to explore. I started on the ground floor and saw other guys walking around either naked or wearing tight underwear. I dove deeper into the building and started to go up there stairs to the second floor. I started to hear all sorts of sounds from various rooms of many guys having all sorts of fun and it was making me horned up and super excited. I got allot of looks from guys walking around and got groped and pinched by many of them. I walked by a set of plastic door strips which looked like it led into a pitch black room and there was a symbol of a scorpion above the door. I didn't understand what that meant so I passed it for now. I kept walking and saw a few doors open and looked in and saw some twink being pounded into the bed hard by a rough looking guy. I stopped for a few moments and started to tug on my cock under my towel. I was jealous of the twink and hearing the sounds he made started to make me moan from it. The top heard me and turned his head in my direction and I felt a shock run through my body straight to my cock. The top smiled at me and without missing a beat he mouthed to me "i'll find you for this later." I could feel myself turn bright red and started to scurry on off. I went to the top floor which turned out to be a pretty cool club. The music that was playing through the building was going on up here and I saw through all the lights that there was so much sex going on. Every corner of the club there were orgies and other various fuckings going on and I knew this was going to be a great night. I walked over to an empty couch that I found and decided that this was going to start now. I grabbed the bottle of lube I had and applied a good amount to my hole then remembered the bottle in my sock I grabbed it and then positioned myself on my hands and knees ready to make my fantasy a reality. I took the bottle to my nose and inhaled just like the guy at the front told me and I completely felt myself swimming. I swayed around on the couch unknowing I was being watched and by the time I steadied myself on the couch I wasn't aware that my ass was being stretched and that there was a giant cock being shoved into my ass. I screamed both in surprise and in pain as this massive intruder worked its way up my tight ass. I tried to push back but my intruder held me down onto the couch to keep me in place. The intruder growled at me and just told me to hit the bottle again and enjoy this. I grabbed the bottle again and took another hit off of it and sure enough my body relaxed more to make it easier for the onslaught. I started to moan more in pleasure remembering that this is what I truly wanted and went with it. I moaned more and more from the pleasure and this man pounded me more freely. As he went to town on my ass the sounds made me a center of attention and drew more guys around me. I felt this man's cock get bigger and bigger and I knew what that meant and I was ready to get my first load of the night in hopes more would follow. With one more loud growl this man slammed into me hard and I could feel was a powerful six shots of cum being unloaded into my ass. I felt my balls tighten as well and splattered my load onto the couch and it felt like one of the biggest loads I've ever had. When the mans cock slid out with a pop from my ass I smiled and turned around to see the man responsible for popping my cherry and saw it was the man I saw in the room from earlier. He looked at me and smiled like he did before and brought his lips to my ear and whispered "I told you i'd find you." I was happy to see such a hot stud all sweaty from our fucking. What I saw and was a bit confused about was the scorpion tattoo I saw on his cock but I decided to wait and think more on it later on because my mind was more on the moment and waited for the next cock to fuck me.

FUCK! This is one of the hottest pieces of fiction, I have read so far at BZ. And honestly, there are loads of great fiction on here. Though I don’t think of myself as a chaser, I must admit that I thoroughly enjoyed reading about Scotty’s adventures and his transformation from a "safe only guy" to a proud and dedicated community member. Halfway into the first chapter, I was hooked. I just kept on reading and reading – rock hard right through to the last chapter 😎 Meeting Scotty, Dr Manning and his attentive staff - reading about their endeavour in making Scotty realize his true needs and desires … setting him free as a barebacker was not only great, sexy fun, but also triggered emotions deep inside myself.

well i finally mustered up the courage to put some of my own videos online. for the most part they are videos of me, blindfolded, ass up with the door unlocked and a mature top breeding my hole..... i hope you like them A MATURE DADDY USING MY THROAT AND HOLE [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/a-mature-daddy-using-my-throat-and-hole-42634241 BLINDFOLDED, DOOR UNLOCKED, TOTAL ANONYMOUS FOR THE 2ND TIME [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/blindfolded-door-unlocked-total-anonymous-for-the-2nd-time-42629861 NEIGHBORHOOD LAWYER LIKED TO STOP BY AND BREED ME [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/neighborhood-lawyer-liked-to-stop-by-and-breed-me-42045391 FIRST TIME BLINDFOLDED, DOOR UNLOCKED AND MY DOOR UNLOCKED [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/first-time-blindfolded-door-unlocked-and-my-door-unlocked-42018431

As a top, I absolutely love to slap the face of the slut I fuck. 2 options : we talked about it before (like on an app) and I know what can I do, how hard I can do it. We did not talk about it and I'll go more and more and really read your face to see what you are feeling about it. Most of the time, it makes my dick so hard, it's turn on the bottom. I allready fucked once a guy who needed to be slaped in the face really hard to cum : oh boy it was fun 😈

As a sub bottom girl, I'd let him take me until he's done with me ....

I never knew my hole and body could be so sore from being fuck. When I saw the clock it was 1:30 so where did the last 24 hours go.

Chapter 29 We dozed off for awhile but I soon woke up to a warm mouth on my rapidly expanding cock. "I'm sorry sir I didn't mean to wake you but I just couldn't resist your dick. I've never been so horny in my entire life." I put my hands on his head guiding him back down on me. "Don't worry about it, that's just your true self waking up and taking charge. Now get me hard so you can ride my dick." He sucked me for a few minutes then straddled my hips and sat down on my hard cock. He let out a very satisfied moan as he sank all the way down. "Oh man it feels so amazing." "I still can't believe you went five years without a hard cock inside your warm boy pussy." "Well to be honest I didn't really enjoy it that much. It always hurt with the condom on. I mean I know I've read a lot of dick stories and chatted with a lot of guys and they all said it was so much better skin on skin but you know what they say, doing is believing." I smiled, "and do you believe now?" "Mmm not sure, may need to get fucked a few hundred more times to be sure," he said with a wicked grin on his face. "Ahh, I'm sure that can be arranged," I said raising my hips up to meet him causing my dick to explode inside him. He clamped down hard trying to milk every last drop. "Damn we need to get you a butt plug to make sure you don't lose a drop of cum." "Mmm, I've always wanted to try one of those." He was still sitting on my cock trying to milk more cum. "Fuck, you're so sexy boy. I wish I knew a tattoo artist here in town we need to get some ink on this tight bod of yours." "I'd like that sir." He climbed off my cock and snuggled up beside me. "Thank you for tonight. I can't believe what I've been missing." "Don't worry boy we'll catch you up real fast." I looked at the clock by the bed and realized it was almost two in the morning. "Damn son I need to get back to my room and make sure Brandon's okay." "Your admin?" "Yeah, he's only nineteen. I'm sure he's fine but I keep forgetting he's my responsibility." "I'm sorry I kept you so late sir." "Don't apologize, this was amazing. Make sure your free tomorrow evening as we're going to continue your training and I'm guessing Brandon will be more than willing to help." I got up and threw my clothes on. I gave him a kiss and told him, "no clothes for the remainder of the trip unless you're in public." "Understood sir." "I'll text you tomorrow when I know the plan. Get some rest, you're going to need your strength tomorrow." I wasn't sure what to expect when I got back to our room but seeing Mike getting fucked by Brandon while another guy had his cock down his throat wasn't it. The guy getting blown saw me come in and said, "I've got dibs on this slut's ass next. You can have him once I've dumped my load." "No problem man, I just gave my new boy three loads so I think I'm tapped out for the night." Brandon looked over at me and grinned as he unloaded in Mike's ass. He pulled out and the other guy immediately took his place. Brandon walked over to me and I couldn't resist so I dropped to my knees and cleaned him off. "So how many loads does that make," I said pointing to Mike. "I just gave him load number five." "All poz?" "At least three, not sure about the other two. You know don't ask don't tell." He grinned. "Ahhhh," the other guy groaned, "take my poz load you fucking slut." I turned to Brandon, "where'd you find this guy?" "Mike picked him up at the bar. When he got a little drunk he started telling guys he was looking for poz guys to knock him up. There were three guys who wanted him to go with them. He was going to go but I convinced him it would be easier, not to mention safer, to just come here. I hope you don't mind. I tried to text you but you didn't respond." "No you did good. Sorry I didn't see your text my phone died and I was a little preoccupied." "So you said. Your new boy? Can't wait to hear all about that one." About this time the other guy had pulled his clothes on and was leaving. "Thanks, that was fun. Later dudes." "Hey Mike how you doing over there?" "I'm drunk on poz cum." "Yes you are, come on why don't I help you get back to your room." "Hey Scotty, when did you get here," he said as he sat up and noticed me for the first time. "Come on buddy, you've had a busy night. Let's get you home so you can sleep this off." We got him dressed and I helped him to his room and got him tucked in for the night. I wondered if he was going to remember any of this in the morning. When I got back to the room Brandon had cleaned up everything and was in bed waiting for me. "Looks like we both had eventful nights." I chuckled, "it does appear so. I take it Mike's okay with the fact he's going to be on team poz." "I think it's safe to say we managed to wake the beast inside of him and there's no going back. And your new boy?" I showed him pics of Xander with and without my dick buried deep inside his ass. "Well fuck me! Please tell me I'm going to get a chance at that pink hole of his." "Absolutely, I'm going to throw together something special for him tomorrow, uhh I mean tonight," I said looking at the clock. "We don't have to get up early tomorrow do we." I laughed, "hell no, don't set the alarm just wake up naturally. Now let's get some sleep." I woke up close to 11:00 feeling well rested. It's amazing how refreshed I always feel after a night of breeding. Brandon's arm was draped across my chest and he was snoring softly next to me. I carefully removed his arm and quietly got out of bed. I checked the conference agenda for the day and decided there was nothing pressing that I really needed to attend. Now don't judge me I realize I was there for work and should be trying to get a lot out of the sessions but, yeah not going to happen today. I threw on my running shorts and a tank top and slipped out of the room. I sent Brandon a quick text so he'd know where I'd gone then headed down to the lobby. As I got off the elevator I noticed that the really hot concierge was on duty this morning. He smiled at me as I passed by. "Good morning sir, enjoy your run." I stopped for second and walked over to him. "Hey thanks again for telling me about those trails yesterday." "No problem, hope you enjoyed them." "They were great, lots of nice scenery," I smiled, winked at him and turned to go. "Hey," he called out, "I just have to say I love your ink." He blushed a little like he couldn't believe he'd actually said that out loud. "Thanks, as you can tell I'm a little addicted." "They're hot, I mean they look good on you." I smirked, "thanks, got any of your own?" "Umm, yeah a couple, nothing like yours though." "Well we all have to start somewhere. Umm, hey I just had a thought. I'm assuming you got your ink done here in town." "Yep, my buddy has his own place just a few blocks away from here. Why, you looking to get some more while your staying with us?" "Not exactly, I uhh, have a new friend who's in desperate need of some ink on his totally smooth body." He looked at me and lowered his eyes, "totally smooth?" "Only hair he has is on the top of his head." I pulled out my phone and showed him a picture of of Xander naked from the waist up. "Fuck me! He shaves?" "Nope, naturally smooth." He had a look on his face as if to say, 'yeah right'. "Trust me I spent all night inspecting him from head to toe." "Damn that's hot. Gotta say I love hairy guys but there's something about a completely smooth bottom that makes me rock hard. He is a bottom right?" I laughed, "total bottom." "Fuck me! Don't suppose you're sharing him?" "Absolutely, he's becoming a no load refused boy." He reached down to adjust his crotch. "You okay there," I asked grinning at him. "Oh yeah, this constantly happens to me with this job. I tend to get turned on a lot working here." I chuckled, "hmm I could see that being a hazard of the job, being surrounded by all these hot guests. So how often do you given in to the temptation?" "Oh it's not temptation I consider it a perk of the job, and I'm very good at making sure our guests have a very positive experience with us." "Hmm I bet. So what do think the chance your buddy would be able to fit my boy in for his first tat today or tomorrow?" "Not sure, but his shop's only a couple of blocks from here, so you should just pop over before your run and check." "That's perfect, thanks." I got directions from him and headed out. It was literally one block from the hotel, very convenient. I walked into the shop and this hot biker type guy about my age greeted me, "hey you the guy with the smooth boy?" I looked at him a little confused. "Jack from the hotel warned me you were on your way over. Fuck man, love your ink, your guy did good work. You mind if I see you're back?" "Not at all," I said taking my tank top off. He ran his hand over my biohaz tat. "Damn, I bet this beast attracts a lot of chasers." "Like a moth to a flame." "Good man! So Jack said you wanted to mark your new boy." "Yeah, I'm thinking of something on his ass to let all the tops know exactly what he is." "He poz?" "Nope but he will be by the end of the week." I pulled out my phone and showed him Xander's pics including one of his tight bubble butt. "Damn," he whistled, "I can't wait to get my hands on that ass. I think I have the perfect ink to start him off." He pulled up a picture on his computer. "Oh fuck that's perfect. When can you fit him in?" "I'm pretty light today have come down whenever and I'll work on him." "Great what do I owe you?" "Nothing, just let me help knock the boy up and we'll call it even." I called Xander to see what he was doing right then. His phone rang for awhile before he finally picked up. "Hey slut did I wake you?" "Good morning sir, no I'm just lying in bed fingering my cunt." "You still have my loads inside you?" "Yes sir." "Good boy. You need to throw on shorts and a t-shirt. I'm going to text you an address, be here in ten minutes." I hung up before he could respond and sent him the address. While we we're waiting for him to show up I found out that my new friend was named Marty and he loved nothing more than breeding neg boys. Eight minutes later Xander walked in the shop. "Fuck you've got an obedient boy there." I grinned, "yeah he's doing great. Xander this is Marty, you belong to him for the next couple of hours so make sure you do everything he tells you to do." With that I gave him a deep kiss and left for my run. I made sure to do an extra long jog too give Marty enough to time to finish up. When I got back to the shop the front was empty but I could hear moaning coming from the back. I followed the sounds and walked in to see Xander bent over a bench with Marty's big dick unloading in his cunt. He slowly pulled out and gave me a big smile, "fuck your boy's got an amazing ass. Gave him two toxic loads to help him on his journey. Take a look at his ink and let me know what you think." "Holy shit that looks great. Has he seen it yet?" "Nope I figured you'd want to do the honors." I took a couple pictures so I could show Xander. His eyes got really big. He threw his arms around me and gave me a big wet kiss then did the same to Marty. "Thank you, now everyone who fucks me will know I'm a poz pig." "Well you're on your way to being poz but you're definitely a pig." On his ass cheek was the outline of a pig with the word poz inside, it was fucking beautiful. "Hey Marty, if you're free tonight you should come by my hotel room. I'm planning to see just how many loads we can get inside his cunt." "Fuck I'll be there. I definitely want another go at that ass. I also have some friends I can bring too if you're interested." "Toxic?" "Yep, and a couple have wicked PAs that with help ensure all those loads can do their job." "Perfect, anytime after eight." I hadn't even noticed Xander had dropped to the floor and was cleaning off Marty's dick. He was a fucking natural. "Come on boy let's go so he can get back to work." As he stood up to grab his clothes I noticed he had bars through both of his pink nipples. Marty saw and looked a little guilty. "Hope you don't mind, I started sucking oh his perky tits and just could resist piercing them." "Great idea they look good on him." He looked relieved, gave us both hugs and we were on our way. As we headed back to the hotel I asked him how he liked his first tattoo. "Yes thank you so much. It makes me feel even sluttier. But I am a little concerned that it says poz when I haven't earned the bug yet." "Believe me son, I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you're poz by the end of the week." "Thank you sir." "Now go back to your room and take a nap, it's going to be a long night. Just make sure you're at my room by seven."

Decided to start my own tally on BZ so I can keep track of my taking all that is given to me. I need to make sure I am keeping up with the Jones, Looking to be a real pig with 20/20 vision As of Jan 19 51 Cocks 18 Loads 4 Fists

Sunday at the Berkeley Steamworks is usually off the hook. It was a little subdued on the Sunday when the 49ers were playing the Packers. It was either confidence in the team or overwhelming horniness that made so many fuckers come to the bathhouse, NFL game be damned, looking for ass and cumdumps. I was happy to oblige. Seeder #1 was a 40-something man who wore glasses which is a huge turn on for me. Plus he had a nice long fat dick that stretched my limits. He came in my room while I was sucking another guy's dick. My ass was still exposed for other challengers so he slapped it a few times and thrust inside. At some point the guy whose dick I was sucking left and left the door open. A small crowd began to form outside. In ten minutes #1 sprayed my guts with his seed. He got up to leave but stuck his cock in my hole one more time before he split. Another couple of guys who were watching from the hallway figured they'd give everybody more of a show and suggested we go to the sling in the back room. A few of the onlookers followed us - being watched is a huge turn on for me. The two guys took turns fucking me and both claimed to come inside, but I honestly only remember the flooding sensation from one of them, which is fine...thanks to them and their sling idea, everybody was getting the idea that I was a guaranteed cock holster who couldn't get enough cum. After my time in the sling, I had three more guys stop by my room, one at a time, and all of them raw fucked me, but I got no loads until... Quickest load of the night: A good looking asian guy came to my room and fucked me missionary. He only lasted seconds before he pumped a creamy load in my hole, and then just as quickly he was gone. That was a private pounding with the door closed. Things got relatively quiet for a while until a young scruffy looking dude with a long beard pounced on me in my room. There was no foreplay. He put on a condom (not ideal but I didn't protest), climbed aboard and started pounding away. Every once in a while he'd twist my jockstrap and use it to bend me into a slightly different position. He piston fucked me fast and hard. I had to put my arms straight out in front of me to keep from being fucked into the wall. He had a nice thick cock that felt so much better once he pulled the condom off and threw it on the floor, then jammed his rod inside me again. He shared his poppers with me, and fucked hard raw for about another five minutes, then let out a yelp and thrust balls deep, holding his dick inside while his cock pulsated and emptied the contents of his balls into my chute. Certainly the biggest load of the night, and one that pleasantly oozed out as I drove myself home.

Visiting Vienna and decided to head over to the eagle. Had a couple of drinks then decided to check out the dark room area. The dark room was dark, however, not dark enough that you couldn’t make out the general look of somebody. This one guy grabbed my arm and bought me to a cabin, then pushed me down to my knees. He took out his rock are cock and smacked me in the face with it and said “lutsch meinen Schwanz, Schwuchtel”. (Suck my dick, faggot). I started sucking his 8’ uncut cock, which was extremely thick at the head reaching an average girth at the base. Without warning, he flipped me around and shoved his raw cock deep in my ass and began fucking me hard. (Good thing i pre-lubed). After tearing my hole apart, he began grunting then yelled in English “take my load American bitch” and filled me with his load, zipped up, spit on me and left. I collected myself, then went back to cruising. I started feeling up this hung Parisian muscle polar bear and he bought me to the sling room. I pulled out his thick fat Uncut cock and went to suck it and he stopped me, saying “condoms only, even for oral”. I told him I had a latex allergy and he told me he had a non-latex condom, but it wasn’t flavored. I told him he could fuck me with it, but that I wanted his cum. He threw me up in the sling and fucked me hard till he bust his nut, the pulled the condom off and poured his load out into my open hole. After having another beer, I returned to the sling room and waited 2 minutes when a short beefy bear came in with his already hard 7 inch girth cock and started fucking my crummy hole. After breeding me, he shoved three fingers deep in my hole then shoved them down my throat, asking how his cum tasted. Before the bear had even left, this Middle eastern twink with a 9’ uncut cock came in and asked the bear, “mind if I give him a load too?” The bear said “hell yeah, breed this stupid whore”. The Twink didn’t even lube up, just went balls deep into my hole, slamming hard and deep into my guts. He said “I’m on prep, can I shoot in your hole?” And I told him of corse. After nutting and getting dressed he said “I hope you’re on prep, cause I only told you I was so you’d let me cum in you,” as he walked out the door. I got dressed, thinking I was done, when I noticed this hot daddy looking me over. I walked over to him and grabbed his cock and he bought me back to the sling room. I sucked his 8 inch thick hairy uncut meat till he told me to get in the sling. Without hesitation he went full in and began pumping away at my ass. He told me he had seen me taking loads and knew I was going to want his. I told him I wanted it deep in my ass, and he responded “I never pull out”. I begged him for his load and he pit in my face, then slapped me and said “stupid cunt, take my toxic seed”. He then kept fucking me till he grunted screamed, “yeah take another poz load, bitch”. He quickly dressed and left. I decided to call in a night and headed back to my hotel, where I pushed the cum out into my hand, then devoured it. 6 loads on my first night in town. Not too bad.

Interesting question, and some fun answers. Part of me would love to project the image of a more horny guy as i age, but i'd be lying, same with my penis and testicles getting "bigger." i don't think i'm any less horny, but my horniness has become more, idk, refined? That's not quite descriptive, my horniness has become more dependent is probably more accurate. When i was younger, i went looking for it a lot more, now i am much more of a responder. It doesn't take much to get me to 'respond,' just the sight of a hot man ass will elicit desire. A Top expressing His own needs and desires to breed, well, He can pretty much own me. my horniness just don't seem as self contained as it was when i was younger, it's a lot more of a response... even though it seems to always hover at the surface. As to my penis and testicles getting bigger? i'm a little embarrassed to admit mine seem to have shrunk a little. i've wondered it that's from disuse since i've been a bottom for several years now, especially since divorcing. For awhile i wondered if i had ED, but turns out i don't, i just don't get erect at the notion of using my penis. But a Top or some Dom's who find my buttons can make me instantly hard by wanting to own my hole, especially creative types who really want ownership of a bottoms physical and emotional hole, those things all get me hard, but don't increase my size.

I love you too much lol And to answer your question, depends if the top is kind enough to get a warm wet hand towel and help his bottom ease on after the fuck. I personally like giving my bottoms rim jobs, a warm wet towel, a bath, some cuddles and a smack on the ass....... Though that last one may not really HEAL the bottom, it sure brings a tear of joy to my eyes.

I had my 4th hookup with the young, hung black top on Friday. I messaged him on Monday to ask how the video of our last hookup turned out, and he told me it didn't turn out at all. We chatted about our last hookup and agreed we didn't want to let it go so long in between. He asked if we could do it every Friday since that works best for our schedules (we live about 90 miles apart and need to meet in the middle usually). We also agreed that the cheap motel we met at last time was not ideal; they rent $25 for one hour, and that is not enough time. He suggested another cheap motel in a different party of the city that rents $25 for two hours. We texted each other several times during the week about how we were looking forward to our scheduled hookup. We finally got together again around 4:00 Friday afternoon. The new place was a lot plainer than the other cheep motel. It had big mirrors on the wall but none on the ceiling, and the lighting was not the crazy porn lighting like the other place. It was a small, plain room with a bed. The heat had been off when we arrived, so it was almost too cold to get naked. We turned on the heat. "I would be a lot warmer with your mouth on my dick," he said, so I started warming him up. His dick reached its full 8" by 7" size quickly, but he let me suck him until the room was warm. We made out for a while, and then he rolled me over and pulled me up to my knees. He gave me one of his aggressive rim jobs chewing on my whole and thrusting his tongue all the way inside. He gave me a long, hard fuck in many different positions repeatedly calling my attention to how hot we looked in the mirrors. He had to stop several times to keep from cumming too quickly. I think he did this one too many times, and then he seemed to have trouble getting off. He could tell I was getting sore. "I know you are getting uncomfortable, but if you want my load, you are going to have to quit running away." I asked him what position works best, and we moved to doggy on the side of the bed. I did what he asked and soon I was full of his nutt. His cock swells right before he shoots. It is really intense. We had a little time left on our two hours, so we chatted a bit. He said he was sorry I got sore. I told him I was sorry if I couldn't hold the position he wants me in. We had a nice, long make out session before we left. He told me to be careful on the road and text him when I got home so he knew I was safe. I am looking forward to next Friday.

Is it just the area I live in where the guys on Grindr are all talk, and ghost just as you're about to meet? It's been a frustrating ride, but today I finally had some (more) luck. Hit up a guy about 3 miles away. He sent me some dick pics that had my hole twitching. Neither of us could host, so after some back and forth we both realized we had to go grocery shopping. The store in between us has a fairly secluded mens' room that isn't often used, so we agreed to meet there. Exchanged numbers, and then off I went. When I arrived, I headed straight for the bathroom. We had agreed that I would get in the handicap stall and text him when I was ready. Unfortunately, it was occupied, so I stepped into the smaller cube next to it. Once seated, I texted my hookup to let him know he needed to wait, and he replied that he had just walked into the store. I only had to wait a few minutes before the guy in the other stall finished up and left. I sent a text and switched into the handicap stall. I heard the bathroom door open, then a soft knock on the stall. I opened the door and he quickly stepped inside. I latched the door again and turned around, and he already had his cock out. It was a solid 7 inches, thick with a taper at the head. Without a word I sat down on the toilet and took him in my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and began thrusting until he was balls-deep in my throat. We were just getting into it when the bathroom door opened. He stopped suddenly, and we waited silently for the newcomer to piss, wash his hands, and leave. I slid my mouth slowly up and down that shaft to keep it nice and hard, and I heard his breath. When the hand dryer started, I began sucking with abandon again, and only slowed a little when I heard it shut off. Once the door closed, my hookup grabbed my head and began to thrust again. I was drooling on the floor as he pounded my throat, sighing with pleasure. Suddenly he stopped, and I was rewarded with the sweet taste of his load on my tongue. I waited for his cock to stop jerking in my mouth before slowly sliding off it, careful to keep all his cum in my mouth. After he zipped up he thanked me, then quickly exited the stall. I stayed behind to clean myself up a bit, and as he left I heard another guy enter. We finished just in the nick of time! The newcomer walked into the handicap stall as I walked out - could have been a bit awkward had he come in even 10 seconds earlier. My hole is still twitching thinking about that cock. He's going to save up another load and then breed me on Tuesday.

Friday night - Cowboy hadn't showered in a couple days. Pit and hairy "stunk" great. Gave them the trough tongue cleaning they deserved, can still smell his stink on my face. Made out, then sucked him hard, grabbed the sides of my head and throat fucked me good. Then he was ready for my ass, varied fucking from soft and gentle to hard and fast for over an hour, till he yelled out as he blasted a huge wad of cum into my guts. Held me and talked for awhile, a rarity with him, but very enjoyable. Supposed to have his cock back up my hole Sunday night.

If any of you are following my posts I’m being bred by a black guy who is passing me around to his friends. Called me after work today and told me he has a friend who will be over within an hour. He instructed me to shut out all the lights and lay on my stomach because his friend wants to do me anon . I did as he said and waited probably two hours. I was getting pissed off cause I had things to do tonight and this guy never showed up. I finally got the nerve to call my black master and asked him what was going on. He said his friend was out drinking but he told him he was coming over, and to wait. I went back to my room and just as I did I heard the door open and lock shut .. I went from pissed to nervous especially since the house was pitch black. He made his way to my room and I can see the cellphone light and he walked in and got behind me. he shit the light and I could hear his pants fall . He didn’t waste any time pressing his big black cock up against my hole. He also didn’t waste anytime ramming it in. I squealed like the pig I was as he grunted out a big thick load into my ass in about 10 minutes.. heard him zip up and he left. Ty Sir

All I know is firstly, from charts that have been published by Aids organisations on HIV progression to Aids, that the virus load gets high soon after infection, then drops dramatically as the body has some success in fighting it. But the virus strikes back, the VL load starting to rise slowly and surely, with rapid growth in years 8-10 out of the usual 10 years to Aids for normal HIV1. Faster for tge Cuban CRF19 strain, slower for HIV2. Secondly, I know an unmedicated poz trans girl who was pozzed 1.5 years ago and she recently successfully pozzed a trans girlfriend chaser with just several fucks within a month. So this is a good indicator.

Skilled players will be pre-lubed in the restroom for the first one. Tops would kick your hand away from the ass, bottoms will evaluate the potential to get fucked and reach out for your dick. If the hole is still dry when you grab one, that's when the individual packets of lube come in handy. Used to be a staple at most club locations and saunas, now a rarity replaced with buckets of useless condoms - they are mostly ignored. Tuck one baggie into your footwear if it's a naked night, or keep in hand. Others get fucked first time, then keep cum for lube for later. Sooner or later all holes would be slicked up.

I would venture to say - US doesn't have one that is truly Euro-style pitch-black dark. They are all dim-lit at best, or have flat out visible light levels. Could be building/fire safety codes and what not, but end result is not very conducive to anonymous sex. Toronto can give some competition, but I haven't been there recently, and remember only Steamworks from few years ago. The Zone in LA has a near-pitch-black nook on the ground floor. Some prefer Slammer, but to me they are nearly equal in terms of the crowd of the day. Sometimes a hit, some times a miss. In NYC there is not a whole lot left in my opinion - Paddles in Chelsea has such a small nook for a city this size that with usual gay attendance it is really good only for quickies, or you get crowded out. Haven't been to Rainbow Playground in LIC. Europe traditionally has plenty. Out of major cities - just 2 samples, say London and Berlin. From the pitch-black variety that is not a steamroom or other combined facility - they are very different in sizing, sometimes very simple square room (Brighton Sauna, UK)), sometimes an elaborate maze with nooks and crannies (smaller - Scheune bar, larger and more elaborate - Mutschmann's, for large events - Connection bar, all in Schöneberg, Berlin). THE LAB in Berlin is above and beyond any competition anywhere. In Munich I think the best place is Deutsche Eiche, but it's a sauna first. The best place in Barcelona in my opinion is Open Mind bar. The place is medium-sized, small corridor for blackout area, but the rest of the place is very democratically dimly lit - catch their theme nights, worth a trip. Same as The Boots in Antwerp - look up to attend an event. In Australia I remember Club 80 in Melbourne - fond memories. I've heard it is closing soon (the building got sold), but not sure how that gonna transpire, if they relocate or not. Signal in Sydney was good, but it also is already closed, seemingly without relocation.

Fucking love this story, EXACTLY what I am into, so I can totally relate. A few years ago, I hooked up with a TOP that used a hose to blow a cloud up my ass, and I surprised him by pulling a FR26 foley catheter from my toy bag. I told him we should use it to cloud my bladder. It was his first time to cath someone, but he was super excited to do it. After it was in place and my bladder was drained, he took a big hit and blew it through the cath and inflated my bladder. I pinched off the end and put a catheter plug in to keep the cloud from escaping. We left it in about 15 minutes. Not sure if I got anything from the method as we were already partying, but the "nasty factor" was through the roof!

I guess this belongs here, when I was 23 I dated a priest. He was a freaky priest, it ass great !!! One day he told me to meet him at the Cathedral Basilica of Sts. Peter and Paul. I walked into the nave looking for him when he pulled me into a pew. He ripped open my pants and started fucking me dry. It took everything in me not to scream ! The saving grace was he at least was wearing a long coat that covered us. Once I got over the dryness, it was a great fuck ! The elements of danger and [banned word] added a lot to it. Did I mention there was a large requiem mass being said for former mayor Frank Rizzo. The cathedral was packed ! Ah the good old days !!!

If you did that to me I'd just want more of your dick in me.

I did. 1980 just before my 17th birthday and with the use of a borrowed drivers license, a friend introduced me to a bath house in the LosAngeles area. I was hooked. That was the begining of summer so school was out. I was able to scrounge up the seven dollars it cost to get it in and this time with the help of a stolen drivers license I went back, alone this time. i was there four and five days a week through summer. It was nothing for me to take on 10 or 12 guys in a session. I did that for 2 yrs never once was a condom used and to this day Ive never used a condom, and I am Neg on prep.

Thanks for all the appreciation from you guys here on BZ. Every post, heart and upvote makes this boy smile. I want to write a separate story post about a new character next. So please watch for it in the next week or so. Since he is a different player, he will have his own title, probably: "The Broken Jock IV: The Pitcher." The next morning, Sunday, I woke up next to my snoring John thinking about Caleb. My cock throbbed with the recollection of filling that sweet young hole with my poz jizz. I wondered if Caleb had awakened yet; if his hole was sore; if he even remembered how it got that way. I picked up my laptop and logged into to the guild’s private page where we have posted a roster of the team. We keep a tally of those players we've successfully fucked and with tips on how other guild members might also nail the player themselves if they wish. Of course, the first guild member who fucks a player on the team gets a double-point score. It doesn't have to be bareback to get the credit, but if you know this guild, they're going to raw fuck a boyhole whenever they get the chance, and then report it here. Adam, short stop (25): first softball team member bred by Coach4Jox, Poz9in, Clyde and John (DP) on the same night; later fucked and kept by Leon. Leon gives permission for Adam to be used by any of us on the guild, but reminds us that we can only earn points once from fucking any player. Tom, third baseman (22): Neg boy butt poz bred by Clyde and John with regular continued breedings over the winter. Used poppers, no condoms needed. And then I made an entry next to Caleb’s name: Caleb, left fielder (21): Neg boy’s ass poz bred by Coach4Jox and Clyde. Was drunk; used poppers, no condoms needed. As I looked farther down the list, I saw that ugly-as-fuck Leon had placed an entry of his own this morning. The guy is rich! He probably paid the guy. Von, pitcher (30): Neg bi stud got his butt stealth fucked and poz seeded by Leon. Adam made the deal with Von. We used cash, poppers, and a broken condom. Damn! So, this Von is a handsome, beefy, almost bearish man who plays pitcher for the team. From what I understand about Von, he’s the only guy on the team that has a girlfriend, but he likes having guys blow him when he gets horny and his teammates mostly take him up on his offer whenever they can. I wondered how that all went down. How this sexy, bi, top guy on the team ended up with Leon’s poz seed up his butt. The money, I guess, and the presense of a condom maybe? That’s a pretty strong win for Leon. I might need to up my game a bit. John started stirring awake next to me, so I closed the laptop, turned to him and said, “I’m in the lead!” “Huh?” John replied sleepily.

Wednesday Whore Day - Started at ABS with regular buddy. He started fucking my ass while I sucked of a Daddy Bear. No load. Moved around to fuck in another spot. Buddy was fucking my ass again when a thick cock Daddy joined us. Sucked him hard till he exploded a huge wad of cum down my throat. Load # 1. Sucked my buddy off, fed me load # 2. Left to go to hotel for monthly orgy - buddy fucked me again before it started. Big dicked friend showed up, sucked on him a while, no load. Big Cumshot Bob showed up, went to work on his cock, caught load # 3 in my mouth, well, that is besides the first spurt that got blasted in my eye. Went back to Big dicked friend, climbed on his cock and rode him for about an hour and 1/2. When I finally got off his dick, my jockstrap had left an imprint on his crotch....lol. Started sucking on a Trucker Bear's cock. He wanted me to get Big dick to fuck him. He did, I swallowed load # 4 out of the condom he used. At least condom's are good for something. At the ABS - I don't get these guys pay $ 20.00 to get back there and then spend the entire time walking around doing nothing. Circling and circling. Aren't we all back there for the same thing? Oh, and the HOT stud you waiting on to walk in, if he should happen to walk in, isn't going to be interested in your anyway. At least 9 guys at one time and no one was doing anything.

looks like I wasn't too far ahead of myself. Crew Club is closing next month.

Chapter 28 I was still in the middle of putting out the fire when I received a text from Brandon. 'Hey just checking in.' 'How were your sessions?' 'One was really interesting the other not so much.' 'That sounds about par for these conferences.' 'Do we have anything planned for tonight?' 'I've had a project come up that's going to keep me busy tonight. You okay on your own?' 'Yeah, I ran into Mike at the last session and he asked us to go to some gay dance club with him.' 'Sounds perfect. Tell him I'm sorry I can't go. Have fun and be safe.' 'Did you just tell me to have safe sex?' 'Ha ha, none of that nonsense! You know what I mean.' 'Yes dad.' 'Don't push it boy.' '😬' Okay so with Brandon taken care of for the evening if I could just finish up this work mess I could get back to the really important stuff. Don't you hate it when work gets in the way of you destroying a new sub's pussy. I finally wrapped things up with work. It had been almost three hours since I left my newest plaything when I finally knocked on his door. This would be a good test for him as I told him I expected to be back two hours ago. Part of me wondered if he'd answer the door at all, I was worried for nothing. It took less than thirty seconds for the door to open. He stepped to the side and let me in immediately assuming the position. His little nub of a cock sticking straight up. I grabbed his pathetic excuse of a dick and squeezed. "Have you been hard the whole time I've been gone boy?" "No sir, I got hard when you knocked on the door." Damn this boy was so hot. "Did you play with yourself?" "I've just been fingering my hole sir, I haven't touched my penis." "You don't get hard when you've got things in your cunt?" "No sir, I'm totally soft but I do leak a lot. I use my precum as lube sir." "Damn Xander, I can't believe nobody's claimed you as theirs." "I've been too afraid to act sir." "What about now boy." "I don't want to be afraid anymore sir." I leaned down and kissed him, my tongue invading his mouth. "Mmm," I moaned, "you're a damn good kisser boy, but we have more important things to do. Drop to your knees and remove my shorts." He immediately did as he was told reaching out towards me when I slapped his hands away. "Nope boy, hands behind your back, use your teeth only." I was only wearing basketball shorts so I figured even hands free this would be simple for him. I pulled my t-shirt off as he grabbed my waistband right at my hip where my biohaz tat sits. I'm sure he noticed it but he gave no indication. Most guys who don't already know my status seem to gasp or catch their breath when they see it for the first time, but no reaction at all from him. He had my dick bouncing free in no time. As soon as my shorts were on the ground he moved back and waited for his next direction all the while staring hungerly at my hard cock. "You're being such a good boy I'll give you a choice. Do you want my cock in your mouth or cunt first?" "My cunt sir," he blurted out, "please, my cunt." My cock was leaking in anticipation of ruining Xander's ass. "First, I want you to kiss my dick and just get him wet since I don't believe in lube for boys." He kept his hands behind his back without me having to tell him and lovingly kissed the tip of my cock. He reached his tongue out, got his first taste of my precum and let out a deep moan. "You like that boy?" "Yes sir, it tastes so good." He started to swallow my cock. "Easy son watch those teeth." He pulled off and said, "sorry sir it's been awhile since I've sucked." Then he took me into his mouth again. It seemed to come back to him pretty quickly as he was soon taking most of my cock down his throat. "Damn my dick looks good with your lips wrapped around it. Okay I think that enough for now. I know you really want my dick in your pussy. Get on the bed on all fours with your ass facing me, it's time to get a good look at your boy hole." He assumed the position and used his hands to spread his cheeks. "Good damn Xander, that is the prettiest pink pucker I've seen. Not a fucking hair on that smooth hole, fucking beautiful. I have to tell you son, I usually prefer my guys with some hair on them but there's something about you that makes me so horny and hard." I started tracing my finger around his hole. "Did you prelube, you're pretty wet down there." "I was fingering myself before you arrived trying to loosen my hole, I only used my precum sir." "Fuck, you horny little slut." I really wanted to eat him out but his cunt was winking at me just begging to be destroyed. "Son, I know I said I wouldn't hurt you but to be honest with you this may hurt just a bit but trust me it's for your own good." "Do it! Please do it, fucking breed my pussy." Ok I didn't need to be asked twice. I slammed in about half way and hit his second hole. "Come on boy let me in, except your destiny, relax those ass muscles." I kept pushing and I could feel him trying to accommodate my cock. I'm bigger than average and pretty thick, I'm not huge but my bottoms definitely feel me. Slowly I felt his insides give way and my cock inched forward a bit further. I held there for a few seconds so he could get used to me then I pulled out. "Breathe boy, we're almost there," then I shoved back in all the way. "Holy fucking shit, holy fucking shit, holy fucking shit." He kept repeating over and over. "You doing okay boy?" "Holy fucking shit sir, so big. Feels so big." "You want me to pull out?" "No! Oh god no don't pull out." I chuckled, "don't worry I'm just kidding, there's no way in hell I'm pulling out now unless it's too slam right back inside you." I started slowly moving my dick in and out and he started moaning like a bitch in heat. "You like that slut, don't you." "Oh my god yes. I can't believe how good that's feels. Please don't stop." "When was the last time you had a dick in your cunt boy?" "Long time sir." "How long boy?" "Over five years sir." "Dear god Xander are you serious?" "I'm sorry sir, I know I'm pathetic." That set me over the edge, I slammed in and fired off my first load. "By the end of the week boy you're going to be a grade A whore taking every cock offered absolutely no load refused." I pulled my cock out of his cunt and slapped his ass. Turn around and clean me off slut. A good bottom always cleans off every dick that gives him a load. Don't ever forget that." "Thank you sir! Fuck, that tastes so good." I pulled him up and gave him a deep kiss. "How you doing?" "My ass feels so empty, I need more." I started laughing, "give me a few minutes and I'll give you your second load." We laid down on the bed and he put his head on my chest. "God, I can't believe you haven't had sex in five years." "I play with my cunt a lot but I mostly just use my fingers. I keep thinking I need to buy some toys, but fuck me, I think I like the real thing better." "If course you do, the real thing fills you up with cum. So, is it safe to assume you're negative?" "Yep, you were the first guy to fuck me raw." "Seriously? Damn and you didn't even ask me to wrap up. I'm so proud of you." "I may not have had sex in awhile but I sure as hell watch a lot of porn. My favorites are the ones where there's a dom top who forces his boy to take his load. I was chatting with this guy online once and he told me it was very insulting to the top to ask him to wear a condom. You didn't mention condoms so I let you breed me." He looked down and I was rock hard again. "Does things mean you're ready to fuck me again, sir?" "Lift your legs slut." No taking it slow things time. I pounded his cunt hard with him begging me to go faster. He wrapped his legs around me and pulled me in tight to his body as I shot my second load inside him. I collapsed on top of him making sure to keep my dick buried deep in his cunt. "Thank you sir that was amazing." "Glad you liked it boy we're only just getting started. I'm going make sure you leave here a new man, well a fucking cum dump anyway." "Thank you sir." "Gotta ask you son, we talked about your status but you never asked me mine." "It's not my place to ask sir. If you wanted me to know you'd tell me." "You saw my tattoo right?" "Sir you're covered in tats, do you want to be a little more specific." "Don't get smart with me boy, I may just have to take you over my knee," I smirked at him. "You know which tattoo I'm referring to." "Yes sir I saw your tat," he said reaching out to trace the symbol. "It's beautiful." "You know what it means right?" "That you're very special sir." "Mmm, I like that, yes I'm very special and I've given you my very special gift." "I wondered if you were on meds or toxic." "Which did you hope for?" "Toxic sir, because a true bottom cum dump need to be poz." "Fuck I wished you lived by me. My friends would love you." He gave me a sly grin. "That would be nice to have someone around to always make sure I had a cock to service." "Xander, I promise you this, by the end of the week you will no longer be afraid to be who you really are." "Thank you Scotty, will you now give me another poz load please?"

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

Quick cummers are hot as fuck. Quickest was in a park in SF - three Latino dudes bent me over a tree and barely got their pants unbuckled. Once the second dude's dick slid in and felt the first's warm, fresh load, he added his jizz. The third was the same. I think all three had to be less than 15 min.

Heading to bed with three loads in my ass- busy night at the ABS. A quiet skinny 40 something guy with a stache was first up. 8", fucked fast and left. Definitely got me ready for the next guy. Big fat guy about 6'3", unshaven, bald. Had a 7" FAT cock. He fucked me twice, taking a 5 minute break in between. He was verbal, mean, angry fucking, and I shot my load during his second fuck🤘🏻🤘🏻🤘🏻.

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Part 2 - September 2004 Byron entered the classroom at the start of the new academic year, shy and timid but very well spoken, he had a type of privileged upbringing with his foster parents who loved him dearly. The new school year brought a change in classrooms and pupils, noticeably several eight year olds who cornered the back of the classroom desks as their own. It was only an hour in to the first day when Byron felt a wet splat hit the back of his neck and the sound of sniggering from the back row, the teacher looked up hushing them but paying no attention to their antics. Byron reached around his neck and pulled the saliva soaked pit of paper stuck to his neck and dropped it on the floor. No sooner he did that he saw another piece fly past his face and land on the back of the chair in front of him. He put his head back down to continue reading the book until the bell sounded the end of the lesson. Byron was asked to stay behind and the teacher approached his desk and looked at the mess telling him to clean it all up. He protested claiming it was the boys in the back row and was sternly told off for trying to pass the blame. Eventually he walked out of the classroom and in to the playground looking for his friends. He hadn't got far when he was grabbed from behind and pushed up against the wall and held there by one of the boys from the back row. "Teachers pet, did you grass us up?" Darren snarled with his face inches from Byron's. Byron looked the boy in the eye "No" he replied as a tear trickled down his face. "Leave him Darren" one of the other boys intervened "we got other things to do". Darren released his hold on Byron "Give me your lunch money!" he demanded. Byron looked down "I don't have any, I bring my lunch in" he replied softly. "Your sandwiches will do then" Darren said pulling Byron's bag up and thrusting it at him. Darren gave Byron a cocky arrogant grin and walked off to join his gang. He was a little shaken up being the subject of Darren's bullying, he watched him discreetly as he walked off to join his friends who stood on the safe side of the playground as it was near the teachers break out room. "You all right Byron" Mark asked as he finally made it to the safe spot. Byron nodded "Yeah fine, why do they pick on me I have done nothing to them" he asked. Mark shrugged his shoulders "They always find someone to bully" he replied. His friendship with Mark dwindled quickly, Mark didn't want to associate with someone that Darren was picking on. Byron joined the drama club during his first week, he also brought extra sandwiches in that he hid away from Darren. Drama club was fun and Byron found he had a natural ability to dance on the beat of the music which impressed the teacher, he was cast in the school production of Mary Poppins mostly lead by senior school pupils. He became the youngest cast member that year and had to learn quickly as the production would run in December for 2 weeks. His foster parents were more operatic people and impressed that Byron showed an interest in dance and started taking him to private classes in town twice a week. After one month Jane his foster mother arrived to pick him up from dance class and walked in to the studio to wait for him, she saw that Mary was paying a lot more attention to Byron, she noticed Jane arriving and walked over to speak with her. "Hi, your Byron's mother right?" Mary asked. Jane nodded "Yes, how is he getting on?" she asked Mary. "That's what I want to talk to you about" Mary said inviting Jane to sit down. Jane sat "Is he doing alright?" she asked as Mary sat down next to her. Mary nodded "Better than alright, he needs more advanced tuition" she said looking at Jane. "Thank you we will look in to it. He still enjoys dancing then?" Jane asked looking at Byron. "Yes, you know he can hold a tune as well, he really needs to attend a drama school" Mary suggested. Byron was to young to attend at aged 8, so he continued on at school and suffered the daily abuse of Darren who found it quite a good game. Seeking Byron out when ever he was bored and this was most of the day. Byron found himself pushed up against the wall outside of their classroom again, he lost any kind of resistance and would just relax his body waiting for it to be over. Darren's friend was keeping an eye out for any teachers, Byron's hope was that Darren would tire of him quickly and find someone else to pick on thinking that Byron was no longer a challenge or boring to bully. "What's that in your hand?" Darren asked trying to open Byron's fingers. Byron closed his fist tighter "Leave it, it is a hall pass" he stupidly made the mistake of letting on. "Hall pass, how the fuck did you get one?" Darren asked prising Byron's fingers open. He couldn't free his hand from Darren's grip "Oooh look, are you in the poofters show, answer me?" he snarled. "Yes, yes I am alright" Byron responded trying to get his hall pass back. Darren laughed and his friend looked "He's fucking gay" he said. "Are you, are you gay Byron, little upper class oik" Darren asked pushing Byron back against the wall harder. This was the start of the name calling and bullying where Darren often shouted across the playground 'oi gay boy'. This went on for a couple of months but thankfully Darren was slowly loosing interest and it went back to the once day targeting during lunch break, the name calling never really stopped. Thankfully he was never subjected to a beating up by Darren, just the odd punch and he would stand there and take it waiting for it to be over. Byron immersed himself in his dancing and gave a very admirable performance at the school production. Mary his dance teacher even came along to see him perform and clearly saw his love of the art and went over to see him after the show. "Well done Byron, that was a superb performance you gave" Mary said standing next to his foster mother. Byron smiled "Thanks, I loved it" he replied enthusiastically. "There are a couple of things Byron" Mary started saying "You need to work out, build some muscle strength" she said. Byron nodded "Yes I will do" he replied knowing that having better muscle would help control his dancing. Jane didn't need any prompting and brought Byron a set of 3 dumbbells at differing weights so he could start working out at home. His foster father was a keen runner and Byron went out running with him first thing in the morning, slowly he built up his ability from just under 1 mile to 5 miles within 4 months. During this period Byron actually had a break from Darren since a new kid called Stefan started in his class, he was nothing out of the ordinary at first sight but struck up an immediate friendship with Byron on his first day. Darren though was on a mission, he had to dominate Stefan from the outset to ensure he knew his place being the new kid. But after one week Darren was out of school for 2 months with a broken arm. It was his first error in judgement that lunchtime, he cornered Stefan and thinking he was a push over and weak just like Byron. It started out with some verbal taunting to test the resilience of Stefan. Darren left him thinking he was safe in the knowledge that Stefan was shaking in his boots. Byron went over to where Stefan stood, he made sure that Darren had moved on with his gang and now started annoying a group of girls who giggled and screamed with laughter. "Sorry I should have warned you about Darren" Byron said leaning up against the wall next to Stefan. Stefan smiled "I don't expect you to look after me Byron" he said turning to look at him. Byron nodded "I suppose as the new kid he wants you know who is in charge" he replied. "We will see, today I let him think that" Stefan said "Let's see how far he goes". Byron shook his head "I've had to put up with it and just do what he wants, it makes life easier" he said. Stefan chuckled "Come on I want to buy you a drink in the canteen" he said to Byron "His reign will end soon". Byron looked shocked at Stefan's last comment, having never had the balls to retaliate as he wanted a quiet life as school. But Stefan was different and Byron secretly hoped that the words he spoke would somehow come true. Stefan allowed Darren to continue and on the third day he started making demands from Stefan. He handed over a few coins to Darren and watched as Darren gleefully put them in his pocket and laugh with his friends as they left. No one could have seen it coming, over the week Darren gradually built up the stakes and by Friday lunchtime he cornered Stefan again out of sight of anyone else. "So what you got for me today then, hope it is more that yesterday?" Darren said invading Stefan's space. Stefan looked at him "Move away from me please" he said hearing Darren laugh. "Pay up and you can leave without getting punched" Darren told him leaning in closer trying to intimidate him. Stefan smiled "I will ask you one more time" he said looking Darren in the eye "Move away from me now!". Darren scoffed and pushed Stefan up against the wall pinning his arms against his side. Stefan continued to look Darren in the eye as he began moving his left arm pushing against the strength of Darren's hold. A change in look appeared on Darren's face realising that Stefan was not joking. He freed his arm and grabbed Darren's arm quickly twisting it hard and jolting it, the scream reverberated around the playground. Darren heard the snap and the excruciating pain surged up from his arm through his whole body, wailing and screaming in agony he fell to his knees clutching his arm. Stefan casually picked up his bag and walked off leaving him there crying. Several cheers erupted from the crowd of school kids who had gathered hearing the first cries. Byron stood there unable to believe what he saw as Stefan walked towards him. "You didn't see anything" Stefan said to the group who all nodded as he walked to Byron's side. Byron looked at Stefan "Saw what" he said quite scared of Stefan now. There were more cheers going around the playground as teachers came running out of the building to find out what was going on. All they heard was that Darren fell awkwardly on his arm tripping over a bag and landing on his wrist and arm. Everyone stood around watching as he was walked off to the nurses office, that was the last anyone saw of Darren for 2 months. The break turned out to be Byron's happiest time at this school without having to look over his shoulder in case Darren was lurking, Stefan and he hung out and soon became very close friends. Stefan showed more than just an interest in Byron's ability to dance often pushing him to sing as well, he would meet Byron after training and they would go back to Byron's house for tea and hang out doing homework or playing video games until Stefan's mother drove by to pick him up. He was very coy about his family and Byron was on speaking terms with Stefan's mother after a few weeks. She liked Byron mostly due to his way of calming Stefan down and keeping him grounded. Byron was no fool he gathered there was more to Stefan as his mother drove a very very expensive car, but he didn't care, he valued his friendship with Stefan more than materialistic objects. When Darren returned to school the dynamics had altered and he tried to reinstate himself as top dog but hardly anyone would pay attention to him and often look at his arm to remind him what happened. Darren refocused his efforts back on to Byron with renewed energy, only know he was calling him a poofter all the time and asking where his boyfriend was when Stefan was not around. Darren would wait biding his time until the coast was clear before making his move. No sooner had Darren pushed him up against the wall and started hurling strings of abuse about how gay he was and his weird lover, Stefan would appear like magic. Darren without fail would usually freak out and scuttle off in to his gang for protection from Stefan. Somewhere hidden deep in his soul the Byron knew he was different. He had no inclination to hang out with girls, instead he kept a very neutral ground. Stefan on the other hand would always double take girls and quite often would chat and laugh with them. All part of growing up Byron thought as they walked towards to the school gate at the end of another day. Stefan's mother was waiting by the gates to take Stefan home and drop Byron off on the way, it meant keeping off the streets and having to cross the estate to get home. Unless he had a good head start on Darren he would have to take the long way round when walking home.

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Friday night at a post Thanksgiving party I met a couple (20's and 40's bear couple) The older guy wanted me to help him wear out the younger one's hole. I was surprised they didn't ask me about condoms or my status, but I said yes and went back to their place. The younger guy had a tiny cock so he was definitely all bottom, and the older one had maybe 5", so hell I felt like a stallion with my thick 7". The younger one had a beautiful long brown beard, and I wasted no time entering his hole and dumping my big poz load after a few minutes. I was a bit rough going in so fast, but after a few strokes he was enjoying himself. I pulled out and fingered my cum around, making sure to scratch a bit as I did. His older partner was so turned on by watching me fuck him, he got in position and fucked him using my cum as lube. We took a short break, and the younger guy basically passed out, so me and his partner messed around a bit, and despite his protests, I managed to open his hole up also and fucked my second load deep in him. I didn't need to finger him after, as I think I tore him a bit during the fuck as he was bleeding after. So he just lays on couch and goes to sleep, and I'm super horny as I just bred two guys raw, so I go back to bedroom and spoon with the long beard guy, and fuck his sloppy hole a second time. After I nut, I find a plug in the nightstand and put it in him so my poz seed doesn't leak out. I take a shower, get dressed and head home. And yeah, I've jerked off every day since thinking about having 2 new poz sons.

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Fake Bareback Porn Cast (Part 3) Both tops stood moved closer. They both clenched their fists. I would receive a good beating any minute now. I gazed to Tim and Sydney, who were talking to each other. Sydney opened a bag and retrieved a bottle of water. He told Stuart and Tony to wait a second. The recording was interrupted due to a short break. “You are doing an extremely good job, you know that? This is so realistic.” Sydney purred. “That’s not an act…. they are really hurting me. Make them stop please” I cried silently. “You’ve signed a contract. This is a hardcore porn production.” Sydney whispered. “Are you prepared to pay the fine?” he asked. “How much would it be?” I panted. “I don’t know – it depends on how much the film would have made in leasing and selling – maybe 100.000 Dollars?” he estimated. “What? But I get only 200 dollars for participating… I don’t have 100.000 dollars to pay you” I sobbed. “I know…. I know baby, but you are making a great impression. They won’t last long now. I know both guys for a long time. They will shoot soon and then the take is over.” Sydney smiled warmly at me. “Listen - I could talk to Tim. Maybe he will give you 150 dollars on top for your good work. Then you would get 350 dollars for just a couple of minutes now. Just offer the lads your hole. Maybe another beating and then you are done. What do you think?” he wanted to know. “Okay” I sniffed “But can I get the other half of the pill. The effect wears off” I pleaded. “Nah – Tim said only half of it. And you should really fight a bit more. Hit them back. Spit them into their faces. They like that kind of stuff. Try to run away maybe…. and tomorrow you will get another job offer probably. You need the money, don’t you?” he looked at me questioningly. I nodded slowly. “Okay. Keep on raping him. Enjoy his body.” Sydney said to the two guys. They showed their big bulges proudly. “And action” Tim shouted. Tony and Stuart sneaked around me. “Come on tramp. Sit on your knees and suck our dicks you slut.” Stuart slapped me into my face. I straightened up immediately and I started opening Tony’s pants. A massive cock hit me in the face instantly. I opened my mouth and started sucking his dickhead. Meanwhile I tried to unbutton Stuarts pants. I didn’t want to feel him neglected, and get punished for that. So I jerked him off while my tongue tried to perform love to Tony’s dick. Both guys were towering above me and were frenchkissing each other. “Open your fucking mouth and stop lapping around my cockhead like a five dollar whore” Tony rumbled. Stuart tried to push his dick into my mouth also. I gave my best to open my jaws wider. I was able to get both dicks between my lips, but they weren’t able to fuck me down my throat. Tim and Sydney surrounded us, while I tried sucking both aggressive tops, with the cameras and recorded the forced entry. They filmed me while I was crying out of fear and pain. Both had their jeans open also, and I could the whole scenery made them horny too, but they were professionals. They didn’t interfere. Stuart withdrew his cock again and looped his belt around my neck. Within a few seconds he tightened his grip and started to strangle me. My eyes widened. I opened my mouth further to gasp for air, but all I got was Tony’s dick. He started pushing his 9 inch cock deep into my throat. I made chocking noises and started beating with my fists against Tony’s hips and lower stomach. I felt like suffocating. He hit me several times with his fist against the side of my head and shouted to open up. “Open up you pig. Swallow my fat cock . Let me into your throat you worthless peace of shit.” he snarled. Stuart knew exactly what he did. He blocked me from my breathing until I almost fainted and then he let go of the belt. I started heaving my chest inhale. But shortly after that he started to strangle me again. Tony held both of my ears meanwhile and while he pushed his cock brutally down my throat, he pulled my ears towards his groin. It felt like he would rip them away from head. Tony face fucked me for at least 15 minutes. I was not sure if I was alive or dead after that. “Come on… I want to tear his ass cunt apart. It is your turn to choke him.” Stuart demanded. The hauled me up and told me to get rid of my hot pants or they would use a knife an cut it away from my body. The punched me in my face brutally I fell backwards and since both tops started walking towards me I hurried removing the pants as fast as possible. I got on my feet again. Stuart’s belt was still dangling from my neck. “On your knees you dirty teen whore” Stuart kicked my ass from behind and I fell directly into Tony’s arms, who took his chance and punched me in my stomach. I collapsed on the cold floor but tried to resume position and got on my knees. Tony stepped over me. His feet were slightly apart and he could I almost felt his cold look. I was not able to see him and that scared me a lot. He picked both ends of the belt up and started pulling my head up with it. I could follow him to a certain degree, before making those choking noises again. Stuart was kneeling behind me. As soon as he heard me retching he pushed his 10 inch long cock into me. He kept his promise. Since he entered me with one swift motion he did rip me apart and made me bleed even more. I made unreal sounds while Stuart pummeled my backside and cursed me. “You dirty brat. I will teach you a lesson. I will poz your little cunt. You will never walk straight, when I am finished with you” he screamed. Tony wasn’t so experienced in blocking my breathing. He kept on holding the belt up and I tried to pull it away with one hand, but it was so tightly wrapped. I gasped desperately. Stuart felt my anal tube flinched massively. He liked it a lot, but he also knew I was in serious trouble now. He slapped Tony on his ass and told him to let go of the belt and allow me to get some air. “Don’t kill the little whore” he shouted out. Tony dropped opened and started coughing loudly. Stuart had fun destroying my ass. He pummeled me with full force. He didn’t care if I would need a doctor later on. He and his partner bought me exactly for this. To rape and to poz me. And they paid a lot of money to have it all on film. I would be the 5th boy they abused this way. For Tim and Sydney it was a good business. The first client paid the most. From then the next clients paid less and less, but all had the chance to be actually the ones to poz breed me. I was not aware, that this was the only intention. This movie wouldn’t make it to any porn festival. I might be on the internet one day, since both guys wore masks it would be easy to them to share my pozzing with other fellows without being recognized. “Talk dirty to them. Ask them to poz you…. our viewers like this kind of dirty talk” Tim instructed me. Tim had my test results and he had told me, the other two guys were clean too. I understood, that there was a fetish for poz fucking and so I joined in and begged Stuart to poz my cunt. “Oooooh yes Sir. Please fuck my negative cunt and poz me good. Give me your gift and breed me.” I moaned, hoping we would be in the fuck mode now and that I wouldn’t get hit again. Tony stepped in front of me and yelled at me to look at him. He started to piss directly on my face, while Stuart kept on pounding my tight asshole. “Open up faggot and drink my piss” Tony murmured. “Yeah… swallow it. Enjoy my toxic piss. You look beautiful with your face drenched in my piss you cheap whore.” he grinned wickedly. “Oh fuck. Yeah – faggot. Milk my balls you fucking teen bitch.” Stuart shouted and shot his load into me. He didn’t slow down, while he was shooting his cum into me. He kept on rabbit fucking me and tried to damage my hole some more. “Got to make sure my bug really gets into you, so you never forget tonight.” Stuart roared. He gave me a another punch with his fist against the back of my head now. This way my hole cramped up and he enjoyed his orgasm even more. I yelped in pain and started crying again. Stuart’s had a satisfied smile on his face. His movements came to a halt, but his dong was still deeply imbedded in my asshole. He looked totally relaxed, while I was still suffering from the brutal assault. Then he started to piss into me and I felt intestine filled with his hot waste. There was nothing I could do about it. When he was done, he unceremoniously pulled out and hot piss mixed with his semen gushed out of my ravaged hole. I collapsed on the floor and sobbed quietly. Tony nudged me with his right boot softly. “Hey…. are you okay? Turn around baby. It wasn’t that bad, hm?” he asked me as if he cared. I turned around slowly, but I was so weak. I sat up and looked him into the eyes and told him I was really hurt. He nodded understandingly. “Why don’t you lay back then and try to relax, hm?” he told me in a low voice. “Spread you legs…… and hold them up to your chest” he grinned. “No…. please. Please stop now. Please, I think I am damaged down there. I can’t take another fuck. Have mercy please….” I cried openly but obeyed also. He moved between my legs and smiled at me cruelly. “There is no mercy for junk like you. You were born to serve as rape meat.” Tony said coldly and his cock sank into me. I howled and looked at him, hoping still he would stop it and just end this whole ordeal. But he started fucking me harder and looked me straight into my eyes. He absorbed the pain and fear in my eyes. “Do you like my cock banging against your cunt walls” he asked me. “Gnnnngnnnn…. yes….*sob* it feeheels goohood. Your cock feels so *sniffs* good” I mumbled. “Yeah, I know…. you cunt feels good too. You want another poz injection?” he wanted to know. Although they told me, it was just text to make the audience horny I answered him “No…. don’t….. Please….” I pleaded. But Tony fucked me even harder and so I received another hot toxic load. “Oh Baby…. I am charging you up…. feel my bug infiltrate your system…. you stupid whore…..” Tony moaned loudly. Tony pulled his cock out of my arse and got up slowly. “Man… that was one hot fuck. Worth the money…..” both guys agreed. Tim and Sydney recorded the aftermath. The made close-ups of my raped asshole and also filmed my crying face a lot. Tony and Stuart closed their pants again slowly and seemed to be very satisfied. After the cams stopped rolling, Stuart received both memory cards immediately from Tim. In exchange Tim obtained the agreed amount of money. I didn’t realize it, but the whole scene didn’t need any editing for Stuart or Tony. The movie showed, what happened today. A brutal rape… For me it was just a job, which went a little bit out of hand. But I got my money. They gave me 300 dollars. They had to deduct a fee for the clothing they gave me during the shoot. I was still sobbing, when Tony and Stuart left the area. I heard them laughing, while the wandered off outside. “What about tomorrow. Do you care for another shooting?” Sydney asked me. “I…. I don’t know. My butt is killing me. I need to wash myself. I feel so dirty….” I sniffed, “Nah – you did an excellent job and you got paid for, what you were supposed to sell. Your body….” Sydney told me while he stood above me and jerked his hard cock. Tim grinned and nodded “Good idea…. man that was hot. I need some relieve too….” He joined in jacking off slowly above my head. “Listen, if you want another job tomorrow, you might open your holes for us too. At least this would give you the pole position before all the other bottom actors.” Tim suggested. I sobbed loudly and then laid on my back once more and opened my legs again. “Good boy….” Tim moved quickly between my legs and bumped his dick into my ass chute. I didn’t even ask about his health status. He was healthy for sure I thought, since I took it for granted he would have to check his status periodically. “Oh come on Jake. I know you had a rough ride, but hey - try to be at least a decent fuck and tighten up. You are a sleazy fuck-hole” Tim moaned disapprovingly. He started slamming his dick into me. Sydney observed my continuous sexual assault and smirked. He saw more potential in me, to be misused.