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Chapter 34 The group of us stepped into my hotel room and for the second time this week I was really grateful we'd gotten the larger room. "Okay," I asked, "anyone still neg in this group?" Two guys, one in his forties and one in his early twenties raised their hands. I smiled when recognized the younger guy was the same one I'd just been breeding. "Damn boy, you really want the bug don't you?" "Yes sir, I need it bad." "Well we'll do our best to see you leave here as one of us. Okay we've potentially got two more chasers joining us shortly so if you're toxic please make sure one of our neg boys gets your load and chasers, any of you want to up your chance and have us brush your cunt just say the word. Now enough talking let's get to work." I walked into the bathroom to grab a toothbrush and by the time I came out there was a pile of clothes on the floor, two horny chasers in the doggy position on the bed each with a horny top about to mount them. Fuck I love sex! I waved the toothbrush at the two and asked, "hey sluts, so either of you want to make sure you leave pregnant?" The young guy looked me straight in the eye, grinned, reached back and spread his checks and said, "holy fucking shit hell yeah, brush those toxic loads into my pig cunt." I handed the brush to the top about to breed him. "You heard the pig, get him ready then add your strain to the mix." The top didn't miss a beat and shoved the toothbrush all the way in and went to town. The bottom just moaned in both pain and pleasure. Walt, the older guy was already breeding the other chaser but as soon as the top pulled the red coated toothbrush out of his young bottom's ass Walt grabbed it, pulled his cock out and replaced it with the toothbrush. "You don't get choice slut, it's my duty to make sure you go home with my baby growing in your pussy." "Oh god yes! Thank you sir, I've wanted this for years, destroy my cunt sir give me your gift," said the older chaser. There's nothing hotter than watching a neg guy getting what they need. While I was watching there was a knock on the door. I opened up to find our cute waiter boy and three other guys standing behind him. "Come on in boys and join the party." "Hope you don't mind, we told our boss where we were going and he asked if he could come too." I checked out the boss as he took his clothes off and damn he was hot. Looked to be in his thirties, tight body with a nice eight inch hard cock. A big scorpion tat on his right pec. I ran my hand over his tat and said, "fuck that's hot, please tell me it means what I think it does." "I'm toxic as fuck man. Names Conner." "Nice to meet you, I'm Scotty. The two boys on the bed are neg and begging to join the family so have fun." "Excellent! I just found out tonight that these two sluts," he pointed to the two guys that were with our waiter, "are looking for the bug too, then I found out about your little pozzing party and knew I had to crash it. Hope you don't mind." "Not at all Connor," I said. "You can never have enough toxic cum. How long you boys been chasing?" The older of the two spoke first. "I'm Bobby and this my brother Billy. We've been playing together for awhile and discovered poz porn a few months ago." "Fuck me, you guys are brothers," I said my dick even harder than before, "hot! How old are you boys?" Billy answered, "I just turned 19 and my brother is 20, sir." "Holy shit Billy, look at bloody toothbrush," his brother said. "Does that turn you on Bobby?" I asked. "Oh my god yes! We've talked about doing that to each other." "Well what are you waiting for. Go for it, I'm sure any one of these toxic tops we'll be more than willing to plant their babies deep inside you." Bobby gave me a quick hug, grabbed his brother and ran over to the bed to join in. "Fuck yeah," said Conner, "I've wanted to breed those two since the moment they told me they were brothers! Now to find out they're chasers too, just fucking wow." I smiled at him and said, "well we've got four neg bottoms to charge to so let's get this done." After that it was a free for all with the poz guys being very careful to make sure every single toxic load found its way into a neg hole, not wasting a drop of their precious gift. A couple of hours later our first two neg boys called it a night and left both looking exhausted but extremely satisfied. As they were leaving Xander showed up. "Hey Scotty, I was hoping you'd still be at it. I wanted to make sure to see you before I flew home in a few hours." Even before the door shut behind him Xander was stripping off his clothes. "Damn boy you're still horny?" "I'm always horny sir but I'm not sure my battered cunt can take any more tonight unless you insist sir. I stripped because you taught me my place was to always be naked in the presence of real men." Fuck I was so proud of him. "Turn around and let me take a look at your pussy." He did so and bent over so I could get a good look. "Holy fuck that is so beautiful." His once tight hole was so swollen and puffy. I gently ran my fingers over his ass lips and he let out a deep low moan. "God I'm so proud of you son." He stood back up and gave me a passionate kiss. I'd been so distracted by his pussy I'd totally missed his new ink. His right shoulder was covered in a beautiful design that was working its way down his arm. If you looked really close you could make out several bio haz symbols discreetly worked into the design. "Dear god that's got to be the hottest tat I've seen in years." He blushed, "thanks Scotty I really like it but I still feel a little apprehensive since I'm not officially poz yet." "My little slut, with the amount of toxic cum and abuse your perfect cunt has taken this week there's no way you're not already on your way to being one of us. Just try to be patient for a few weeks. I know, easier said than done. Just make sure you don't go back to being that shy boy again." "Oh no, that ship has sailed. There's no putting the genie back in the bottle now," he laughed. "My pussy wouldn't let me even if I wanted too, it knows its true purpose now." I smiled at him, "fuck I am so proud of you. Promise me you'll let me know the minute you start feeling sick." "Of course sir," he leaned in and gave me a deep kiss. There was a knock at the door and he grinned at me, jumped up and opened the door to let in this masculine guy I'd seen around all week at the conference. "Scotty I'd like you to meet Matthew, my new Sir." I must have had a look of shock on my face. Matthew chuckled, grabbed me, gave me a tight hug, squeezed my ass and planted a kiss on me. "I have to thank you Scotty. I've wanted this boy for years but thought he was straight so imagine my surprise when I walked into the party downstairs and saw him with a big raw cock deep inside his sloppy cunt." I noticed his hand was between Xander's legs rubbing his puffy slit. Xander was moaning, god he was such a slut. "So I take it you two know each other?" "We used to work at the same company, I was the director over his department. I used to spend a lot of time visiting his boss just so I could get a look at Xander's tight ass. Fuck if I'd known he was such a good little faggot I would've made him my personal assistant," he said sinking his fingers even deeper inside Xander. "What Mathew doesn't realize is that I had the biggest crush on him. I'd always watch to see when he'd go to the restroom so I could follow him in and try to get a glimpse of his big dick." "Well now you have all the time in the world to properly get to know each other. So are you poz?" I asked. "I am, but currently undetectable. However, my hot little boy here has shown me how selfish I've been and convinced me to flush the meds so I can share my gift with others like him." Xander had a big smile on his face. "I'm just sorry I wasn't the one to knock him up but I'm eternally grateful to you for helping him realize his true potential. You'll have to come down and visit us once he's officially part of the family." "Fuck, I'd love too. It's been fun watching him blossom into such a total bottom faggot. Xander I know your pussy's really sore but anyway you'd let me breed you one last time?" He looked at Matthew who shook his head yes. Xander got on all fours, bent over the arm of the couch and presented his ass to me. "Please give me another toxic load sir." "Fuck," Mathew said, "that is so hot watching you beg for poz cum." I slowly sank my hard cock into his very puffy, sloppy cunt. After two days of being used by countless men I was pretty sure Xander's boy pussy would never be the same again and by the way he was moaning I don't think he cared. "Hope you're okay with other men fucking your boy," I told Matthew as I started shooting my load. "After this week I think it's safe to say we've created a fucking cum whore who's going to need a lot of dick." Matthew kissed me hard as I pulled my dick out of his new boy. "Don't worry Scotty, I've already sent a video of Xander getting bred to all my buddies. They can't wait to meet him. I promise I'll take good care of him." While we were talking I hadn't noticed that Mitch had taken my place and his dick was buried deep in Xander's ass. "Hope you don't mind but I just had to take my turn at this amazing cunt." He shot his load pretty quickly then dropped to his knees to lick up the cum that had escaped his hole. "Fuck boy you truly have an incredible ass that was made for real men to use." As Xander was getting dressed Mathew grinned and told him, "boy just your jock leave the rest of your clothes off." He didn't even miss a beat, grabbed his clothes gave Mitch and me kisses goodbye and with that they left. Mitch and I collapsed on the couch while the others were still going at on the bed. "Damn Scotty, to bad he doesn't live by us can you imagine if he was our boy." "Fuck that would be hot. Hmm are you saying we should find a boy of our own?" Mitch winked at me, "hmm I kind of like the sound of that, you me and a neg sub we can totally make our own." "Mmm our own happy slutty family." Pretty soon the fucking wound down and the neg brothers took off with their boss to continue their conversion and everybody else returned to their rooms leaving Brandon and I to crash for a few hours of sleep before our flight home in the morning. Mitch was flying home on a later flight so we had agreed to meet up Saturday to go on an actual date. All in all it had been a very positive conference. So it's been several months since the conference. As expected Xander came down with the fuck flu almost three weeks to the day after I gave him his first dose of toxic cum. He's still with Matthew who's taking good care of him, making sure he has plenty of dick for his hungry cunt. Brandon was still my assistant and doing great. He was well on his way to being an alpha male and even had a few boys of his own begging him to knock them up. Mitch and I really hit it off and were talking about moving in together. We were still looking for that perfect slut to make our boy but in the meantime our favorite date night activity was hooking up with neg guys so we could share our gift. So all in all life was good. I'm going to end my story here. Who knows I may be back some day but now this is a very happy poz Scotty signing off.

Just came back from a local bear bareback orgy. About 40 guys tonight. I got there a bit early and was relaxing on one of the beds and a semi regular bud comes over and we start to kiss. Nice deep kissing with lots of tongue. He is a hot bottom blonde and loves getting nut deep inside. He is playing with my cock and getting me harder and harder. Another guy comes over and starts to suck on his nipples. He is moaning. Another guy joins in too. He leans over and puts my cock in his mouth. Licking and sucking getting me hard and wanting his hole. Another guy, older and hairy comes over and starts playing with us. Now there are 5 of us on this bed sucking and moaning. Playing with asses and cocks and balls and licking nipples etc. My buddy turns over and I mount his ass. I'm sliding inside him. He begins sucking another guy. Others are coming into the room and watching. Guys are sucking and kissing. The host has 2 rooms together and I hear more guys coming inside. Getting naked. Another couple of guys are on the next bed and they start to fuck. Bottom guy is on his back with his feet up in the air and the top is pounding his hole. Both are moaning and groaning with pleasure. I slide in and out of my bottom bud. He is getting sucked now and someone else is kissing him. Another bud I know comes over to me and starts to kiss my neck etc. He is horny for my cock too. I slide out of my first bud and turn my attention to guy number 2. Bottom #1 rolls over and another cock in inside him. All around me guys are fucking and sucking. More men join in the fun. The second room starts to fill up as I am fucking my bottom #2. I dump a big load in #2 and slide out for a breather. He kisses me and gets up in search of more cock. The bed is shaking and more guys are fucking. One guy is legs up and has a cock in his mouth and ass at the same time. Another guy goes behind the man fucking and slides his cock inside. HOT scene. Loads are dumped and mouths and asses are filled. At one point guys start to rest up and chat. The action slows down a bit. But then picks up and guys start sucking cock and kissing and getting fucked again. I see my bud #2 now fucking and breeding an older guy. He winks at me and I go behind him and play with his ass and nipples. He dumps a load deep inside. Another guy comes over to me and sucks my cock hard. He wants me to fuck him and breed him. We are on the bed in the second room and I get on top. I am thrusting and pumping my cock in and out. It feels so fucking good. My cum blasts out of my cock. More guys come into the room and start rutting. A three way is in front of me. I watch as the top goes from hole to hole as the two bottoms are side by side with their feet in the air. I lose track of them as my cock is gently sucked again. My bud #1 is sucking me. He has a guy rimming his ass as he sucks me. The rimming guy gets on top and fucks #1 and loads him up. I take a break to get something to drink. More fucking and sucking all around me. Another mouth is on my cock getting me hard so it can slide inside another warm hole. All in all I give out 4 loads and have fucked at least 6 guys. I lost count to be honest. After about 4 hours of fucking and cumming. I wash off and get dressed. There still are guys fucking around me. Lots of hot bare cocks inside bare hole. Some guys are getting dressed and leaving. I say goodbye and head out the door. What a great night!

Justin bolted out the door and headed to the address and there was a note on the door. He opened it and the note read: Fuck toy, the door is open. Come in and drop your clothes but leave the jock on. There is a twin mattress on the floor and a blindfold and poppers on it. Face away from the door and get on all four with ass pointing to the door. Put the blindfold on and take the hit the poppers six to eight times. Justin opened the door and it was pretty dark but entered and took his clothes off and his eyes started to adjust and he could see the mattress and he knelt down and got on all four picking up the poppers and the blindfold and slipped on the blindfold and started hitting the poppers. His ass was already tingling and the poppers only intensified it. He waiting and nothing happened, he hit the poppers again and then he felt a hand on his ass. It traced his ass and found his crack and then rubbed his hole and slide a finger inside. Justin moaned. Just felt a coolness as his ass was being lubed up and then another finger slide in, now two fingers were fucking his hole. Oh yea that;s it Justin moaned. Justin felt another hand, this time at his head and then a straw and Justin did not have to be dole to drink, it was as nasty as last time but Justin remembered how he felt afterward last time and he sucked it all down and within minutes he was relaxed and zoned as the guy slipped a pillow under his chest and took his left arm and then his right out from under him and then curled them back behind his back and tied them together. The guy fingering Just had slipped two nice rocks up Justin without him feeling it. Justin soon was flying. The two guys both pulled back and Justin was ass up chest in a pillow and flying. Then Justin heard the door and clothes drop and then a hand on his ass and again the guy felt his ass and found his pucker and slide a really thick finger in him. Justin moaned, then another finger and this guy was rough. Finger fucked him for three to four minutes and then pulled out and lubed up his dick and slide in the boy. Fuck that was on fat dick Justin thought, it may be bigger than the other dick he fell in love with earlier tonight. The guy fucked Justin for a minute and spit on his back and said slut open that cunt. Justin tried to open up more but the guy did not seem pleased and pulled out and then Justin felt pressure on his hole and the force became more intense. Poppers appeared at Justin's nose and the guy said fucked you are gonna give me what I want, breath and relax that fucking hole. The pressure subsided and Justin heard a guy say here this one should help hit him open and then you can just that huge one on him. The pressure continued and Justin took a few breaths and the head popped it, fuck that felt good he thought and then the guy started pushing and the dildo seemed to get thicker as he went in. Justin moaned and the guy kept working his hole with the tapered dildo and at first two inches and then three and Just was not taking four inches and his hole was stretching to take the thickness, The guy started pulling it all the way out and shoving it back in and then again and again and after five minutes Justin had seven inches inside him and he was moaning like a bitch in heat. The guy pulled out the dildo and Justin felt so empty and then he felt the other dildo and this time he was stretched enough that the pressure and resistance gave in after a minute and this thick dildo stretched him open one, two and now bottoming out at three inches. Then the guy said I knew you would fucking open up. Then the guy told the other two, the boy needs something to drink and a little something to lift the mood. The dildo eased out and a straw appeared at his mouth and fingers started to probe and Justin got two more rocks and some more g. The dildo worked back into Justin's hole and Justin moaned and said more please more!

I am not so much 'disturbed' about brothers having sex with each other. I don't have a brother but I can understand when brothers are discovering sex and experiment with each other. What disturbs me more is guys who say they were having sex when they were really young, say 9yo or even younger, with their dad or other older men. And enjoy it, as some stories tell us here. At that age you don't even know what sex is. You don't get sexual feelings until you hit puberty. So I don't know if this is real or just a fantasy? If it is real that would be abuse. But maybe that is just me.

Several years ago, I was at Texas Bear Round Up in Dallas. I was on a group excursion to Club Dallas. We had just gotten the second announcement that the bus was loading to go back to the hotel. I was being fucked during the first call. I was heading towards my room from somewhere in the maze/play area when some one came up behind me. He grabbed me and pinned me to a wall. “I’ve watched you taking all those cocks and cum today. Now you are taking mine.” He pumped hard and fast and loaded my hole. He gave me a shove, and I stumbled a bit. By the time I got myself steadied, he was gone. I never even got a good look at him.

Depends. If I’m just out to bust my load and GTFO that’s what I do. But If I’m into the bottom and have time to stick around I really enjoy eating my fresh load out of his just-fucked hole. And if I’m really into the bottom I’ll feed it back to him, which usually gets me turned on enough to fuck him again and leave another load.

I'm one of the hit-and-run types, which doesn't mean I've suddenly lost interest in my load. Satisfaction comes from planting seed and I leave the scene aware of having left proof of a successful mission.

Part 14 - June 2018 Byron was mid way through the new show on Broadway which had been a slow burn at first but as soon as word got out ticket sales went through the roof securing a run until June 2019. Byron was offered a generous salary to stay on in the show after December. He was torn, it would mean spending another six months in New York as he wasn't sure if that is what he wanted. He loved doing the show since, with only one number to sing it was mostly playing to his dance strength. The one thing he did love about being back here was Tyler and Marcus, he enjoyed many nights with them both, as friends and fuck buddies. Marcus and Tyler had gone in to a closed relationship, Byron was the only exception to this rule. Stefan flew out to New York for a weekend every month, his string of girls was getting shorter and he was finding it less interesting. He was doing well working in the family business, thankfully he could get cheap flights to New York. He reminded Byron of this fact and that he would support and visit him if he did extend in to 2019. Sam was busy at the London School of Dance teaching the new generation of dancers and totally loving it. He was looking forward to the next couple of weeks as his ticket was booked to New York and finally would get to see Byron in action on Broadway. His weekends were spent in Surrey with his parents or in London under Kurt. Kurt had settled in to British life for the time being and had a few profiles on hook up sites. He found his phoned constantly alerting him to guys within his radius, when he looked he found most of them to be fairly camp twinks or overly skinny dancers. None of them compared to Sam or Byron, but it wasn't a big deal for him since most evenings he was on stage. Kurt was not a lover and just wanted a hole to poke and breed, relationship was the last thing he wanted being to self involved getting his own enjoyment. Darren was getting over another cold and was feeling a little down, he wandered out across to the park avoiding his mates taunting kids on the estate. Walking through the town he found himself at the train station and brought a cheap day return to London, he thought it might cheer himself up a bit. Sitting in carriage it was pretty empty apart from two guys sat behind him, they hadn't noticed Darren there and were chatting about a hook up site and some of the guys. Had him, boring one of them said and they giggled. He looked out the window as the train sped along, taking out his phone he opened the app store and searched coming across a dubious looking one with a black and yellow logo. The name seemed to match what the two guys were talking about and it was free, he hit the download button and waited. Unsure what he was doing he stared at it watching the blue circle slowly appearing until he saw the word 'open' appear. He held his finger above but quickly closed his phone realising it showed distance. The train pulled in to the station and Darren got off heading down to the tube station to get in to central London. He had only been here a few times in his life and this was the first time on his own. He choose Leicester Square and headed up the escalator coming out in to the bustling street. He spent hours just wandering around enjoying the sights and sounds, turning left he walked up a side street and came out on to a road lined with theatres. On one building he saw a sign Shaftesbury Avenue. Immediately he thought of Byron knowing this was where he had performed. As he passed each theatre he read the billboards carefully wondering if Byron was still in one of the shows here. Sam finished his meeting with the dance captain arranging for them to come to the school and perform a little piece for his students. He could have approached Kurt but he was astute enough to know not to mix things up with his private life. Sam put his ruck sack over his shoulder and headed out of the theatre's foyer past the crowd buying tickets. He stood on the pavement answering a text message under the canopy when his eye was caught by the solitary young guy reading the billboard. Sam smiled and went back to finishing his text to Byron glancing up at the guy, he had tattoos on both arms and pretty well built and certainly not bad attractive wise, the sporadic nature of his tattoos indicated he was rough trade and probably from one of the dodgy estates in London. Darren finished reading and turned watching the guy standing outside the theatre texting. Something looked familiar about him, Darren racked his brains but couldn't place him. He looked to be the same age as him. Darren picked a leaflet up from the rack outside the theatre and walked along the pavement passing him. Darren stopped to look at the billboard further along and saw the reflection of the guy clearly looking in his direction before returning his attention to his phone. Sam was in two minds to try and take a photo of the guy he found so sexually intriguing. He chuckled to himself putting his phone away and crossing the road, he had one more appointment to hit then he would grab a coffee. Darren continued walking along the road a few hundred meters before crossing over and walking back, by now he was thirsty and waked in to Costa standing back from the line he checked how much change he had on him. He couldn't believe how much dearer a coffee cost in London compared to Malvern. The server asked if she could help Darren just as Sam walked in an stood behind him, he didn't recognise him a first until he saw the tattoos on his arm. "It's okay you go ahead" Darren said turning to face Sam. There eyes met briefly "Are you sure?" Sam asked his mouth going dry all of a sudden. "Yeah" Darren replied fixated on Sam's muscles "Don't think I can afford coffees in London" he said moving aside. Sam felt a little sorry but also sexually turned on "What do you want?" he asked nodding to the board. Darren stood looking at him "I don't need charity" he replied putting his guard up. Sam shrugged his shoulders "Suit yourself, I was only being nice, you just look a little lost" he said. "Does it show I am from out of town then?" Darren replied relaxing a little at how nice this guy was to him. Sam chuckled "A little" he said ordering a skinny latte to go "Well can I buy you a coffee?" he asked. Darren nodded shyly "Latte please" he said watching the movement of the sexy body in front of him at the counter. Sam was lost for words and stood at the counter with Darren waiting "You here for the day?" he asked. "Yeah, just decided to come in and see the city" he replied "No idea where I am going though" he admitted. Sam smiled "Well this is the west end or theatre district. You interested in shows?" he asked. Darren shrugged his shoulders "Kind of, but can't afford those prices, fucking expensive" he said. Sam laughed "Yup, it's not cheap" he agreed "The bigger the show and stars the more you pay" he informed Darren. "Ah okay, sort of figures" Darren replied taking his coffee from Sam "thank you for this" he said feeling embarrassed. Sam looked at him "No problem, I'm Sam by the way" he said holding his hand out. Darren freely smiled for the first time warming to this person "Darren" he replied shaking his hand loving the touch. "Sorry wish I could chat more but I have a class to teach this afternoon" Sam said picking his ruck sack up. Darren walked out of the coffee shop with Sam "Thanks again Sam" Darren said. Sam walked a few steps before turning around "Here, my number text me if you come in to town again". Darren took the number hesitantly "I... thanks, I mean for being nice" he said unable to look at Sam as his desire to want to kiss a man was bearing on him. Sam noticed the hook up app on Darren's phone 'Keep in touch Darren, I would happy to show you around". Darren nodded and promised he would. They shook hands again only this time Sam lingered a little longer cautiously and Darren held on to his hand until they finished talking. Darren headed back to the tube station and took the train home. It was late afternoon when he got back home and his parents were out. Getting undressed he laid on his bed, his hand wondering to his cock and thinking about Sam he began to wank. The sexiness of his body and they way he shook hands with him and his adorable facial hair, Darren could see him clearly and closed his eyes as his hips bucked shooting his load across his chest and unable to stop himself rubbing his cock and beating a second load out as quickly as the first. Not matter how many times he masturbated over Sam he never realised he had a picture of him in his bedside table standing next to Byron.

Fraternity Initiation Adam was barely 18 and was starting his first year at an out of state university. He was the only one from his graduating class to be attending this university so he did not know anyone at the school when he arrived. The first person he met was his roommate, Jake Ryan. Adam spent a lot of time with his new roommate and friend. Adam learned that Jake was a member of a (not well known) local fraternity Pi Omicron Zeta, or as it was known on campus POZ. Jake invited Adam to meet his friends and fraternity brothers. As Adam spent more time with Jake and the guys in the frat, the more he liked them. He also noticed that all the guys were built somewhat like him. They were all tall, around 6 foot tall (Adam was 6’2”), thin and lean (Adam had a 28” waist), and were athletic (Adam played volleyball in high school). With how small the fraternity was, Adam learned that the frat only allowed 3 new members each semester. Adam liked the guys in the frat and he wanted to join. There were not that many guys being considered this month. Adam was one of 5 guys that were being recruited. There were parties and socials were the members of the frat were able to get to know the prospective members. The time came where the fraternity was to decide which 3 guys were to be invited to join POZ. It was a Friday when Adam was sitting at the desk in his dorm room when an envelope slid under the door. On the front of the envelope were the three Greek letters Pi Omicron Zeta. His heart was beating when he opened it up and he stated: “You have been cordially invited to join the brotherhood of Pi Omicron Zeta. You are to arrive at the house tonight at 8:00 pm. You are to wear only blue jeans, an old white t-shirt and tennis shoes (no underwear or socks are to be worn). If you are not there promptly at 8:00 pm this bid will be retracted.” Adam was thrilled. He looked down at his watch when he noticed that it was a little after 7 and he still needed to take a shower. He quickly showered and got ready. As he got dressed he thought about the instruction, “no underwear or socks are to be worn”. Adam was used to wearing shoes without socks, but he had never gone without underwear before, do this would be a first for him. Adam arrived at the POZ house a few minutes before 8. He walked up to the door and there was a note on the door that said “Enter”. Adam walked in to find another note placed on a chair with a blind fold, a glass of water and what looked like a formal document on a table next to the chair. This note instructed Adam to sit in the chair and put the blind fold on and drink the water down. The note also let him know that once he drank the water there was no turning back and to signify Adam’s willingness to join POZ he was to sign the document on the table next to the chair. Adam knew that fraternity initiations were secretive so it did not faze him to follow these instructions. He sat down and placed the blind fold on then drank the water. Adam was sitting there for a few minutes when he started to feel funny, like he was floating. Then…….. The next thing Adam knew he woke up still with his blind fold on. He suddenly realized that he was naked and couldn’t move. He felt as if he was restrained in some sort of hammock. He then heard a familiar voice of Reese, the frat president say “He’s awake, remove the blind fold.” Adam then saw that he was in deed naked and so was everyone else in the room. He was in a sling with his arms and ankles tied down to chains that were suspended from the ceiling. Adam had an idea that initiations were crazy, but was this more then he bargained for. Reese continued to speak, “Adam, you are to affirm your wish to be a member of Pi Omicron Zeta!” Adam responded “I do affirm I wish to be a member of Pi Omicron Zeta.” Adam didn’t think much of what was going on, until he felt something touching his ass. He felt something cool shove into the ass. Reese than instructed “Let the initiation begin.” Reese then stepped up to Adam in the sling. He was standing between Adam’s legs. Adam looked down and notices that Reese was stroking his cock as he looked directly into Adam’s eyes. Reese’s cock looked huge to him and he noticed that he had a very large PA in it with what looked like a stud on the end. Adam said “What the hell are you doing?” Reese looked into Adam’s eyes and just said “Relax pledge, enjoy.” Then Jake shoved a bottle under Adams nose and covered his mouth, “Breath in deep Adam, enjoy the feeling.” Adam had no choice but to breath in deep through his nose and take in the aroma from the poppers that were held under his nose. Within a short time Adam started to feel warm and felt his heart begin to race. What he didn’t know was that Reese had inserted some Crystal Meth in his ass and it was starting to take affect. Adam was starting to fly high, but still had a sense of what was going on around him. Reese then stepped up to Adam’s ass and aimed his 8” cock at Adam’s hole. He looked into Adam’s eyes as he penetrated into his ass. Reese said, “This weekend you offer POZ your ass as we offer you our gift, a gift we share with each other often we now give you.” The group repeated what Reese had just recited. Adam looked into Reese’s eyes as he realized that he was getting fucked by Reese. Reese looked down at him and whispered, “You will receive this gift from each member of the fraternity.” Adam was not sure what Reese meant by “This Gift”. Adam asked “What gift do you mean?” Reese looked deep into Adam’s eyes and said “The gift of HIV!” Adam was now flying higher then he had ever been in his life. He had smoke pot a few times but had never done anything else. Now Meth had him so high, he was starting to moan as Reese pounded away at his ass. Reese began to breathe deep and said, “Welcome to POZ” as he shot his poisoned seed deep in Adam’s gut. As Reese pulled his cock out he wiped his hand across it and held it up for all to see the blood that he had caused with his studded PA. He stepped away, the next POZ member stepped in. The fraternity vice president Aaron was quick to replace Reese’s cock with his own 7 inches deep in Adam’s ass. Aaron pounded away at Adam’s ass as Jake fed Adam more poppers. Adam was really moaning now and Aaron was getting ready to plant his seed deep in his hole. This went on all night long with each member of the fraternity taking his turn until the last member; Jake took his place at Adam’s hole. Jake told Adam, “You did good buddy, really good.” Jake began to slowly pump in and out of Adam’s well used ass. He took his time building up to the point of no return and said, “Now you will take your last seeding and shoot your last clean seed” as he then stroked Adam’s cock and brought him to climax. Adam was released from the sling and placed in a bedroom up stairs as the group prepared for the next initiation.

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Justin felt poppers being placed under his nose again as he moaned and whimpered on the pillow. The assault continued on his hole and the thick dildo was seven inches in now. Then the assault stopped and the guy said, hand me the long one. His second ring is not opening, just tried arched his back a little and after the guy lubed up the long dildo just felt it slide inside him and it went deep quickly and then the guy rammed it in and then pulled almost all the way out and rammed it deep again and again and finally his second hole opened and the dildo slide deep! Justin lost his breath as the dildo started to massage him deep inside. His moans became louder and soft OMG that feels so good started to ease out of his lips. The guy left the dildo deep and slowly loved it and then after a few minutes withdrew it and then let his second hold close and started over. This time the hole did not resist at all but opened up welcoming the dildo. The guy kept withdrawing and re-entering and then finally withdrew completely. Justin's hole started to twitch and pulsate but it was not long before the really big dildo was shoved back in his cunt. Justin pushed his ass back and the guy said, nice fucking hungry whore we have here. The huge dildo hit the second ring and stopped again but the guy twisted it right and then left with pressure against it and the pulled out and shoved it against the second ring and the soft spot he felt on the right and the ring have way and the head started to press in and then he pulled out and did it again. This time it almost made it through and then the finial push the head of the dildo popped in and the immediately pulled it out and shoved it back in and did this three more times as Justin lost his breath. The guy finally shoved it deep and massaged it back and fourth twisting it around a little and Justin was moaning and then he heard the door. Some sounds and then clothes dropping and the guy with the dildo continued until one of the guy tapped his shoulder. Heard the guys say, that slut is ready. The guy sounded black just thought. The guys with the dildo slowly withdrew the dildo and the black guy took his place and slapped Justin's ass with a fat huge dick and then slowly rubbed it on his hole slowly opening up his cunt with the fat head and then pulled it up and he did this over and over and finally left it there and slowly started to slide in, good fucking pussy boy the black guy said. Just felt so full and it felt so much better then either dildo and then the guy his his second hole and he stopped and pressed and he slowly popped the head of his dick inside and Justin loudly moaned omg that's it fuck me please! I have never felt so goo inside! That's what all white pussy says the moment they feel a BBC stretching and re-arranging their cunt. Does not mater if it is pussy or ass cunt they both work the same! He told Justin to arch his back and get ready for some real fucking as he drove his 11" dick back and fourth in his cunt Justin went in and out of pain and pleasure. This went on for twenty minutes as he picked up the pace he took one deep trust and unloaded his cum in the boys deep ass. Justin could feel flex after flex while the guys made this deep and guttural moan as Justin accepted every drop of his cum. He pulled back some but left his dick in the boy ass and fucked him for another minute and then slowly slide his dick out. He thanked the guys and said this slut would be worth fucking again and got dressed while another guy, back got in place and slide inside Justin's well used hole and fucked him for twenty minutes jack hammering him till he shot his load in the boy. That dick had to be 10 " not as thick. Then a third guy got in place and slapped Justin ass and he snapped his fingers and the guys went into motion and one gave Jason a straw to drink the other slide two fingers under the big dick resting on Justin's Lilly white ass and slit two rocks in him and then poppers were presented as the black guy rubbed his dick on Justin's hole while he spread his ass wide. Justin, wanted his dick so bad and having him rub that slab of meat across his hole only made just even hornier and then a guy told Justin to open his mouth and a ball gag was slide into place and fasted on. Justin was flying but knew this fuck is going to be very different.

Daddy's Cuntboy 13 I never really left Daddy after that session. Luckily, my apartment lease was coming up and I gave notice, though, I would have paid any price to break it. To the outside world, nothing changed but my address. But the minute I walked into our home, I’d stripped down to my yellow jock and be cuntboy. Here, I was not allowed any “outside” clothes... my collar, harness always waiting in the entryway when I returned home to be ready to service them. Friday mornings at work were the worst... knowing the weekend was coming up and if Daddy had made plans. I’d try to concentrate on finishing up my work for the week; at the same time, never knowing if I would get that text ordering me to come home early. That’s why I avoided any meetings that day. Yet, there were times when my work and personal lives collided. That day I had a last-minute meeting scheduled at 1:00 pm with a client. As my client entered my office, the familiar text notification rang. “Fuck!” I thought, knowing who it was. “Sorry about that,” I said as I grabbed my phone and quickly glanced at it. Yup... it was Daddy ordering me home by 2:00 pm... meaning that I had 30 minutes to get this meeting over with. “Yes Daddy,” I responded. I was fucked. I quickly rushed through the details we needed to go over as I tried to casually watch the clock... trying to gauge how much time I had left. Then another text came through. Giving an apologetic look, I grabbed the phone and glanced at the message. Stifling a moan, I held my breath and stared at the video... puppy’s open mouth being filled with a torrent of golden piss! I couldn’t look away. The piss continued to flow as puppy gulped it down. My mouth began to water. As the flow slowed, puppy moved to engulf Daddy’s cock... totally engulfing it, he gave me a fucking wink. FUCK!! I sat back in my chair and tried to relax. Pulling the camera to his face, Daddy mouthed “Now,” and hung up. “Everything ok,” my client asked. “Yyyeah,” I responded and rushed through a few more details and promised I’d email him with more details next week. I quickly left for home. Walking in just in time, I stripped down and geared up. “Good cuntboy. We’re in the dungeon.” I heard Daddy say over the intercom, realizing that he was monitoring the door from the dungeon. Noticing the rig and gear on the side table, I moaned. I took the strap, tied it around my bicep and prepped my vein. “Fucking cunt,” I growled the needle hit the vein and I drew my blood into the syringe... “Daddy’s cuntboy...” I emptied it into my bloodstream. “Shit!” I yelled as I took off the strap and let the chems flow through me. The familiar feeling overcame me... the rush of desire in my cunt overwhelmed me. Cock... that was what I needed... all I wanted was cock... in my cunt... in my mouth... I wanted to service... I needed to service and the cocks were in the dungeon. I walked into the dungeon and there was Daddy pumping puppy’s cunt lips. “Fuck...” I mumbled. Taking in the sight of those sloppy cunt lips extending inches along the inside of the clear cylinder, I dropped to my knees and crawled over to them. As I neared, I saw it... a mason jar filled with piss on the floor beside the sling. “That’s for you, cuntboy.” Daddy said. Quickly grabbing the jar with both hands, I swallowed the precious liquid I craved making sure I took in every drop. Daddy smiled, “Fucking piss boy... go clean up.” I wiped the chem piss from my lips and worked my way over to the shower area as I removed my harness and lowered my jockstrap... feeling my cock and balls escape the confines of the yellow mesh as the sound of puppy’s moans increased with the pumping action. Slowly removing the tunnel plug, I groaned as I felt the gape of my cunt remain open and began to clean my cunt out. I knew that I needed to be ready for anything. The fact that Daddy had left a rig for me in the entryway was the tell. Taking the nozzle, I noticed that it had been smeared with chem lube. Smiling, I slipped it into my cunt. Feeling the chems react with my cunt walls, I fucked myself with it... my cunt was hungry. “Hurry up cuntboy,” he ordered. “Yes, Daddy,” I responded and proceeded to clean out my cunt several times. Completely clean, I toweled off and pulled my jockstrap on. “Shit...” I groaned...feeling the mesh fabric cradling my cock and heavy balls... Daddy always kept my balls slightly engorged now... as the tight straps spread my ass cheeks, allowing complete access to my cunt. After getting my harness on, I grabbed the tunnel plug; but before I could insert it into my cunt, Daddy called me over. “Over here cuntboy.” I dropped to my knees and crawled to him. “Good cuntboy,” Daddy growled, releasing the cylinder from puppy’s cunt with a loud pop. I stopped. ”Fuck yeah! Fucking beautiful cunt lips!” I moaned as my mouth began to salivate at the sight of puppy’s huge throbbing cunt lips surrounding a beautiful dripping pink rosebud. Seeing my reaction, Daddy chuckled. “Go on cuntboy, have at it.” I quickly crawled over, shoved my face into those swollen mounds of flesh and began to feast on the slimy rosebud. Feeling the puppy’s cunt slime cover my face, I dove deeper into the folds of his cunt. I then tasted that familiar tang of piss. I went crazy... wanting to crawl into his cunt to feed on it as my body absorbed his fluids. Puppy began to moan, “YESSS! EAT MY CUNT CUNTBOY! FUCKING FEED ON MY IT!” I continued feeding, not wanting to stop. “OK cuntboy, off.” Daddy ordered but I continued like the hungry cunt I was. “Enough!” Daddy yelled grabbing me by the collar and pulled me off puppy’s cunt. I sank back and watched as Daddy, with a scowl on his face, released puppy from the sling. Upon release, puppy climbed off the sling and immediately went down on all fours and crawled to me as an alpha dog would approach a beta. I remained motionless, waiting to see what he would do. I looked up at Daddy, his face remained stern. I watched my alpha as he grew nearer. Part of me was worried but my chemmed up cunt began to take over. I saw his muscled pecs framed in his harness coming towards me with his huge red bulge hanging between his legs and my cunt lips began to throb. I began to moan. Closer he came until I felt his breath on my face and stared into my dilated black eyes not saying a word. Knowing my place, my eyes lowered and prepared for the worst. Suddenly, I felt his tongue begin to fondly lap at my face. Feeling this show of tenderness, I looked into his eyes began to whimper like a puppy. I didn’t know what came over me... but it felt right. Seeing my reaction, puppy nipped at my neck and moved behind me growling. Looking up at Daddy, I saw his mood change. He was smiling and gave a nod. Feeling puppy’s tongue on my cunt lips, I arched my back and presented my cunt. “Looks like we may have a cuntpup here, puppy,” Daddy laughed. “WOOF!” puppy responded as he took a swipe at my cunt lips with his tongue and began sniffing at my cunt. Feeling that tongue, I immediate pushed back and began to whimper, begging for more than his tongue... “Arff Arff” I begged. I didn’t know what was happening... the barking just came out. Seeing the confused look on my face, Daddy reassured me as he walked behind me to puppy’s side and petted him. “Go with it. You are discovering your true self... cuntboy, cuntpup, or maybe something else. Your alpha here wasn’t always puppy. He was just a fist sub when we first met until the first time he barked.” “WOOF!” puppy laughed as Daddy moved to pull the red jock off him. Freeing his cock, Daddy moved back to my face and presented his throbbing cock. “Cuntboy or cuntpup, you will be servicing me.” I let out a woof... No... that wasn’t right... “Arff!” I smiled as I took in his cock to the hilt as it rested on my tongue with his cockhead nestled down my throat. Suddenly, I felt puppy’s paws on my back as his breath hit my neck and I felt his fat uncut cock move past my cunt lips and into my cunt. I started grunting and moaning feeling puppy’s cock hit my prostate. With each thrust, I pushed back wanting him to fuck me harder, deeper, faster as I held onto Daddy’s cock with my lips. I was in heat... I needed cock. With one deep thrust, puppy sank his cock into me and held onto my shoulders. I could feel the heat of his body against my back as his erect tits hit my shoulder blades. “How’s that feel cuntpup? You want puppy’s knot?” I did... at this point all I could think about was being knotted to my alpha... I wanted to feel puppy’s cock locked in my cunt! “ARFF! Fuck your cuntpup!” I begged. “Fucking knot your cuntpup and fill me with your cum!” Daddy laughed and began to face fuck me. I moaned as puppy, with one last thrust, sent a torrent of cum into my cunt with a howl and held me with his cock plugging my cunt. With my cunt full of puppy’s cum, I began to work on Daddy’s cock... “Good boy, feed on Daddy’s cock.” I felt his swollen cock withdraw from my slick mouth. “Daddy’s ball’s...suck on em, cuntpup.” I moved down to Daddy’s crotch and took in the aroma of musk filling my nostrils. Growling, I lapped his ball sac as the salty taste of sweat filled my mouth. Feeling his sac contract, I immediately moved to take the cock in my mouth. “Good cuntpup!” Daddy moaned as he shot his load down my throat. We remained like that for a bit... Daddy’s cock down my throat and puppy cock inside my cunt. With his cock in my mouth, I looked up at Daddy and he smiled. “Good cuntpup. Release...” and he pulled out. At the same time, I felt puppy climb off of me. Moving around to puppy’s cunt, I instinctively growled and started sniffing. Chuckling, puppy positioned himself to give me better access to his swollen cunt lips. I did the same and he began to feed on the cum dripping from my cunt. Seeing his two pups, Daddy smiled. “Here cuntpup.” Feeling puppy stop his feeding, I whimpered a bit until I saw what was in Daddy’s hand. I quickly got up and crawled over to him. “For now, cuntpup,” Daddy said as he held a silicone puppy tail in each of his hands. “We’ll see what happens. You too puppy. Both of you, present cunts!” I turned around presenting my cunt as I felt puppy move quickly next to me. Grabbing a handful of the chem lube, he prepared the plugs and stuffed our cunts. “Grrrrr,” I growled working my new tail. Clenching my cunt lips, I felt my tail swinging as the plug worked my cunt. I fucking loved it! Seeing my enthusiasm, puppy pounced on me and we playfully began to roll around filling the room with the sounds of happy pups. “Good boys,” Daddy laughed as he pulled us apart and connected our leashes. “Come.” he ordered, pulling us the other side of the room with puppy slightly in front of me. Reaching the other side, I smiled as I saw Daddy had placed two dog bowls on the floor and piss. ‘Arff! Arff!” I barked... seeing the metal bowls fill with Daddy’s warm piss. Finished pissing, Daddy stepped back and we crawled to the bowls and immediately began to lap it up. I went crazy... my tongue slurping up the piss as it dripped down my chin and back into the bowl. I wanted to sink my entire face into it. Seeing this, puppy grabbed my head with his paws and held it close to the piss. “Use your tongue, cuntpup.” puppy encouraged, “curl your tongue... take in the piss.” I began whimpering...wanting the piss. “Listen to your alpha, cuntpup.” Daddy commanded. On hearing my Daddy’s voice, I relaxed and began to take in the piss as directed by my alpha. “Woof!” puppy barked as I followed his directions. Somehow, the rhythm of my tongue lapping at the piss, began to calm me but I continued whimpering. For now, I was a newborn cuntpup and still trying to make sense of it. I sensed Daddy approach and our leashes tighten. Daddy clicked his teeth, pulling us towards the bed. “Up,” he motioned and we climbed on the bed and Daddy tossed puppy one of his red jockstraps. After waiting for puppy to put it on, I moved next to puppy as he gathered me in his forelimbs... his paws gently stroking my tits as I positioned my cunt against the red mesh pouch holding his uncut cock and balls. I whimpered as puppy pushed his crotch against my ass cheeks and began chewing on my neck. “Ok cuntpup, relax. I’ve got that surprise for you coming in a bit.” Daddy smiled and walked out of the dungeon. I let out a soft bark and sank deeper into puppy. “Grrrr,” he growled and he held me tighter.

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A tale of two fucks.... Friday night was chatting with one of my favorite buds who lives 20 minutes across the city and can never travel. He had a friend over for drinks and him & I were talking about fucking around. He tells me his friend, a girl, is leaving at a certain time. I message him at that time and ask if I should come over, he says yes. When I'm about 5 minutes away he messages me saying his friend is waiting on an uber, great perfect timing. I find parking right in front of his place, and text him just to make sure the girl is gone. Apparently she's not and I'm told to wait. About 10 minutes later, she finally is out the door and safely in her Uber. I go up to his place, he fucks the shit out of me, as usual. Nice thick cock, kind of gorgeous latin otter that always fills me up nicely! We get done with the fuck and he tells me about why it took so long to get rid of his friend. Apparently when she told him she was waiting on an Uber, she was waiting on her fuckbud to pick her up, but it was going to be almost an hour. When she admitted this, the conversation was like 'I'm trying to get laid' and the response 'well, I'M trying to get laid too' and then she called a real uber. So we both hope she got the fuck she was looking for, I know I did.

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I agree- don't over-think it- just open the door to something happening and see where it takes the two of you- no pressure, no rules to start- JUST ENJOY IT!

Got my cock sucked at the JC Penney’s in the old Omni Mall in Miami - right out in the open. The hunky little sales papi in his suit got down in the middle of one of those circular racks full of clothes, fished my cock out of my swim trunks and sucked it until I blew my load down his throat, all while I was standing in the middle of the store pretending to be looking through the clothes on the rack. I wonder how many other guys got the same customer service treatment...

This was filmed at Basement Studios in Playa del Ingles, Gran Canaria. I recognise the setting (sling and fuckbed in the maze and the pool area). I don't know if this was orchestrated or just filmed by daytime visitors or guests. Looks like the latter. It's a gay resort with only six bungalows and you can buy a ticket for the day to use the premises. There's a cruising area in the back (the maze). They organise sex parties once a week in the evening (still I think) and daytime parties during special events such as Pride, Fetish Week, Bear Carnival etc. Maybe this was filmed at one of those events. I have stayed there a few times as a guest years ago and lots of times as a day visitor. Don't expect anything like this to happen every day though. Although usually there is always sex going on in the maze it really depends on the guests and the visitors.

For me I think it is the feeling that I have left my DNA inside you. I love the feel of ass and the warmth and wetness. When I shoot I tend to be loud. I can't help it. Maybe it's a primal thing. I'm getting my nut inside you and letting other males know what I've done. I am also multi orgasmic and so sometimes feeling my cum inside you makes me hard again and I go in for more. I love when I slide inside and there are other loads in there. Feels so good. I hope my bottoms hold in my cum and DNA as long as possible and absorb it too. One fuck bud said to me years ago, "when you cum in me you always are with me and of course I'm open to have you dump your load/loads in me again and again." That turned me on so much I dumped 2 more loads in him that day!

Justin was still flying and horny as fuck, he sent a message back and said he was interested in being considered! Told them he was a new bottom but could take really big dick. That he was neg and and clean. Justin looked at this guys profile, damn there were some really huge dicks, black, brown and white ones. He played with his tina dick and then started looking at others around. Another message came in and he immediately went to see if it was about the party but it was not. Justin opened it and this one read, Boy a couple of our mates are getting married Next weekend, his best men need a party favor to pass around and breed. Hit me up if you are free and can travel to our hotel? We are military, frat and gym guys with big dicks who need some boy pussy to get off in. Can you take DP? Deep throat? large dildos? Justin's tina dick was leaking as he responded: Hey, you guys sound really hot. I am pretty new to bottoming but just took some really big dick tonight. Have a very large butt plug in holding the cum inside. I am totally down to be with some hot military, frat and gym guys. Not sure what DP is but I am sure I can take some large dildos. Justin hit send and he saw a email and opened it. It was from the first guy Justin started to read it. I thought you were going to be a good one, the guy wrote. You have a slot for a try out, be at 1241 Marks Street, it is a warehouse and the door marked B will be unlocked. Come in and you will find a single locker to put your clothes in and once you are naked proceed to orange door and you will find a small bench between glory holes. The smaller hole is for your head and the larger one for your ass. You must be there at 3 pm or you loose your spot! Got it? Justin quickly emailed back and said yes SIr. What is the tryout can you tell me more. and the email back was good, make sure your ass is good can clean and you are ready to deep throat, you will be given supplies to help so no need to bring anything. No more questions, be there if you want to have a chance to come to our GB as the guest of honor. Just sent a reply back that said Yes Sir I will be there. Then he notice the guy signed off. The other guy had not sent back a replay but that was the following weekend. There was an email and Justin was so excited. He opened it and it was an address. Be there in 20 minutes and wear a jock and some gym shorts and a t-shirt. Don't right the bell or knock just walk in, Lights will be low and get on all four on the twin mattress on the floor and slip the blindfold on, Email me when you leave, Justin wanted to tell him he had a butt plug in and ask if he should leave it in or take it out. The guy said no emails and his place was about a five minute walk. Just hopped in the shower and showered and worked hard at trying to get the plug out and finally it popped out and all kinds of cum and some blood shot out of his ass and ran down the drain. Justin cleaned out again and more cum and blood shot out. One more time and just water and cum shot out. He dried off and slipped on a clean jock and gym shorts and a t-shirt and shot an email that he was on his way.

My brother came from a place where sex was only between a Man and a woman after they were married. We were lucky as our parents unstop we are both Gay. I moved to NYC and moved in with my brother and we do have sex between each other, we don't look at it as incest but taking care of each others needs.

No one should be embarrassed either about actual abuse or any of the sex they have willingly. I mean, yeah, sometimes the scene goes wrong to the point that it's embarrassing, but a general embarrassment about being abused or consensual sex? I don't endorse that type of normative sexual repression. My goal for the site is to help people get over their hangups about sex and approach their sex lives realistically and honestly. That's the only way people can have a healthy sex life. If talking about their early experiences gets them to that place, so be it.

A few days later one of the bus boys tells me about a sex party that is for 18-21 only as he is too old and I'm 18. I get the address it's a big home and this old guy opens the door and invites me in.They have some drinks on the counter so I get one and it's spiked with GHB. Everyone here seams new or inexperience , so I'm in heaven and with me being off meds maybe I can stealth a few. Everyone wants a condom on but these are the very cheap ones so they are easy to break. I see this one in the corner really nervous so I bring him a drink that I hope will loused him up and it does. I take him by the hand to a quiet area and kiss him as he says I have never done anything like this. So why are you here , because I like looking at men having sex with each other. I see his dick is rock hard so I go down on him and in 30 seconds he blows a massive load. I that some of his load and start to work on his virgin hole stinking one finger, two, then my tongue while he is moaning. I lay him face down climb up to his ear as say to him , the first time it very painful but in time you will be begging to get your hole wrecked. I have two way to go be a scumbag and just ram my dick in or go as slow as I can and let him enjoy it. I go slow and let him get used to it as its taking time and in other rooms you hear boys screaming this one is moaning in pleasure. He is used to me now so I go in and out in small strokes, then a little longer strokes. What he does not realize is I never put a condom on as my POZ dick will soon be flooding his negative virgin hole with toxic cum. He is having a great time as he is backing up on me when I stop and I can't hold back and more so I drive balls deep while rope after rope of certified POZ cum floods his hole. We roll over and he see some blood on my dick and is scared shit, I say that happens to all virgins the first few times, little does he know he is pregnant with my POZ load and in a few weeks he will be giving birth to my babies. I keep going back as Its a lot of fun fucking virgins and POZZING them, but like anything fun the place gets shut down as the old man had the place set up with cameras all over the place filming everyone. I heard later that there was a lot of people diagnosed with HIV at the local high school. Washing dishes is work but it helps as sex work is work also, but it's not steady. You can go a few days without work in the sex industry, then everyone wants you but your dick can only fuck so many holes per day. At the restaurant there are many jobs waiters, bus boys, servers and dishwashers. The owner ask me if I want to be bus boy at his other restaurant, as he knows I'm gay and this place caters to gay men. He say you don't get paid as you work off tips only but you will do great just as long the customers are happy. I take the job and hope I do better than washing dishes. At the new restaurant the waiter is dressed in a black jock strap and sandals, the bus boy is in a white jock strap. The customers can do anything they want as long as they tip you, so you bring over water and fill there glass then squeeze your butt cheeks you might get $5, or grab your dick, some customers ask for a can of Crisco and take a waiter or bus boy a into the bathroom that has a sling in it. All the of us are about 18-21 and must be willing to suck dick of get fuck raw only. Most of the time it's just getting my dick rub, having my cheeks squeezed, a finger or two in my ass or going under the table and sucking a dick. The money is ten times what I was making and it's a lot easier than washing dishes.

Justin waiting nervous yet excited kneeling facing the bed. His jock framed his bubble ass and his hairless butt. Brad Marks new found buddy walked in and said good slut boy, that ass look pretty nice there. Bet that shit is hungry as he slipped between Justin and the bed and forced his cock deep in Justin's mouth. Damn boy, you are one hungry slut! Brad Spit on his hand and especially two fingers and started to rub the boys hole, Justin tried to squirm but the dick formed down his throat kept him in place and before long Brad slipped a finger and then two up Justin's tight ass. Fuck boy that is tight, you might be a virgin! My lucky night! Just thought, fuck he wants my ass. I had not planned on that tonight, Brand's fingers kept sliding in and out of Justin's ass and before long Justin was moaning and enjoying it. Fucking whore, Brad said, as he kept finger fucking Justin and involuntary moans kept vibrating on Brad's dick and this low moan escaped Justin's lips. Brad pulled his hips back and slid his dick out and his fingers and told Justin to get up on all four on the edge of the bed. Justin hesitated and Brad slapped the back of hid head hard and just quickly got into place. Just was still dizzy and his head hurt while Brad put a bottle under his noise and said inhale. WTF Justin thought, I do not do drugs nut quickly inhaled not wanting to get hit again. Brad moved it to the other nostril and he said whore inhale, Justin followed three more time so each nostril took three hits and then Brad put the cap on it and pressed Justin's face into the bed and spit three times on Justin's hole and then on his hand and lubed up his dick and started to press his dick into Justin and slowly he opened the kid up and Justin started to whimper and say you have a condom on right? Without saying a work Brad put a pillow over Justin's head and started to fuck him relentlessly. Brad called him a dirty whore, fucking cum slut and cock hungry queer before shooting a huge load in Justin. The popper's had warn off and Justin's ass was sore. Brad kept fucking the boy, Justin thought he would have stopped after cumming in his ass but Brad was working up another load and after another five minutes she shot another load into the boy. With that he lifted the pillow and bend down and whispered, little slut you know know what your hole was made for. Be ready in an hour a buddy of mine needs your little slut hole! Justin wanted to shake his head no but just stayed right there and waited as Brad pulled his dick out and he said Beautiful little whore cunt on you. You will be just like this when my buddy walks in and I text you. Then he slapped his head again and said, don't fucking make me hurt you boy. Do as your are told and you will have a great time! Leave my cum in your ass boy and I want you to text me after my buddy leaves! Do you hear me? Just said Yes, in a soft voice. Good little whore, then Brad slapped his ass and left the room and got dressed and Justin heard the door shut and eased himself off the bed and slipped on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He text Mark and did not get a response and then fired up BBRT and send him a message. Justin wrote: Mark I sent you a text, in about 50 minutes another guy is going to be here to fuck me. I really was not ready to get fucked but your buddy who came over fucked me and came inside me twice and he is really rough. I am not sure what to do, I feel like I should lock the door and take a shower. I need to talk to you please hit me back. Justin text again 30 min later. Mark I only have 20 minutes, please tell your friend not to send his friend. Brad text Justin ten minutes later and said: Slut boy, you still have my cum in your cunt? Justin, Yes. Brad: That is Sir to you. Justin: Yes Sir. Brad: Good Whore Boy, you ready for more cum? Justin: Silence Brad: Boy do not make me come over there and hurt you. Justin: Yes Sir. Brad: Not that is my whore boy! Brad: My buddy just text he is five minutes away, go get on your bed in that jock, Take your phone. Justin: Yes Sir. (Justin's heard was beating hard and he legs were shaking) Brad: He just parked he is coming in. Justin: I am ready Sir. Justin heard the door open and close, then steps toward his room and then a belt, zipper and pants dropping. It was dead silent and then Justin felt a hand on his back and then a blindfold was slipped on. then the guy walked around got in front of Justin and it sound like he was texting on his phone and snapped a couple pictures. Then more pictures and texting from the rear and the guy pulled Justin's checks apart and said nice cummy hole boy. Then he felt the guy grab his angle and slip what felt like a thick angle bracelet and the the other ankle and then both wrist. It was then that Justin heard the door open and close. His first thought was that Brad, he hard steps toward the bedroom and then a guy undressing while the first guy tied his arms to the headboard. Then the first guy got in place and fed Justin his cock. Fat uncut cock, had to be eight inches. Justin began to suck on his cock and the other guy started to eat his cummy hole. Justin loved that feeling but thought fuck is that guy really eating cum out of my ass, the guy tongue fucked him and then pulled off, spit on his hand and he lubed up his cock and started to slide in. OMG Justin thought as this big dick tried to invade his cummy hole, Without poppers it hurt like hell, then the guy stopped and he felt a finger but if felt really sharp and then the finger pulled out and then another. Fuck that hurt and suddenly Justin felt relaxed and warm. The guy pressed his dick against Justin's hole and slowly pressed inch after inch in until all nine inches were inside Justin. Fuck that is some good whore pussy the guy fucking him said, slowly sliding all the way out and then driving back in and he fucked like this for ten minutes and then said greedy bitch wants my cum. Fucking take it bitch and with he shot his load in the boy. He pulled out and told Mike, I know know his name is Mike Justin thought, thank bud that was a great piece of ass. Text my buddy it was his turn! Mike said invite whoever you want. The door opened and closed and in walked a tall skinny white guy, he quickly dropped his pants and his dick was rock hard in no time had to be 10 to 11 inches. He spread Justin's legs further and slapped his thick dick on Justin cummy hole and then slide his cock slowly to the base. The guy fucking Justin's mouth pulled out and Justin gasped and moaned, whispered OMG, please fuck me, you feel so good and muck more. Most of it was inaudible but after two minutes of fucking the guy whit the magic dick show a huge load in the boy. The guy said dude, that is one fucking hot hole. I will be in back in an hour to drop another load. Then he pulled out and got dressed and headed for the door.

Chapter 4 I went back to my mom’s house with three toxic loads kept safely stored deep in my cunt with the plug firmly in place. Daddy told me he had errands to run in the morning but I was expected to be back at noon so we could continue working on our special project. I woke up the next morning hornier than ever. There was no way I was going to make it till noon without getting a cock back inside me. I took a shower and made sure I was nice clean, stuck the plug back inside and asked mom if I could borrow her car to go visit some old friends. I figured I’d go check out the park in the next town over and hopefully get a load or two. The park really had two separate areas. The first was your typical family park with playgrounds and lots of grass then the second part had all these trails that went off into a wooded area. There were supposedly lots of secluded places where guys went to get off, at least that’s what someone in a chat room had told me. I found one of the trails and was on my way. I walked for about twenty minutes without running into anyone and was beginning to think the guy in the chat room was full of shit when I spotted this guy walking towards me. Tall skinny about my age. He was wearing those Lycra running pants that left nothing to the imagination. I could see the outline of his big cock and immediately started licking my lips. He caught me looking and just smirked at me. “Nice morning, see something you’re interested in?” His dick seemed to be getting bigger. “Yes sir, would love to see if your dick would fit in my ass.” “Mm good man. Follow me.” He turned back the way he came and lead me off down a side trail. A little ways up ahead was a small clearing where there was already a young guy on his knees sucking two different guys cocks. “Hey you horny fuckers I found you some fresh meat.” “Fuck yeah” a short older guy with 7” dick said. “Get over here and drop your pants I need to breed a cunt bad.” I didn’t even hesitate ripped my clothes off, dropped to the ground and got on all fours. “Fuck take a look at this slut. He’s already plugged.” The guy grabbed onto the plug and ripped it out of my cunt and shoved his cock in and started fucking me hard. Before I could scream the Lycra guy shoved his huge dick in my mouth to keep me quiet. “Oh yeah here it cums. Enjoy my hot load faggot.” He pulled out and before I could even react another cock slammed deep into me. “Fuck Johnny feels like you dumped a gallon of cum into this slut.” “I know how much you love my sloppy seconds”. He smirked as he pulled up his pants. “Catch you guys latter. Hey slut if you want anymore of my venom I’m here most mornings.” Lycra guy started laughing and said to me “slut I sure hope you’re already poz or at least on prep because Johnny here is toxic as shit and has a 100% success rate at knocking up unprotected neg cunts.” Fuck I tightened my hole around the huge cock inside me causing the guy to let out a loud moan. I could feel his cock start to shoot rope after rope of cum in me. At the same time I grabbed Lycra’s ass which forced his cock further down my throat. His balls tightened up and soon I could feel him start to cum. I backed off his cock so I could catch his cum in my mouth. Nothing better than the taste of a hot load, well maybe except for a hot load in my ass. The guy fucking me pulled out and was quickly replaced by the guy who’d been sucking their cocks when I arrived. He was pissed at me. “You fucking whore. Those poz loads were supposed to go up my cunt not yours. I’ve been chasing for months and finally convinced Johnny to knock me up and then you come and steal his load.” I couldn’t respond I was moaning so loud I thought for sure someone would find us. “Relax kid,” Lycra guy said. “Something tells me this slut needed it more than you did. Your time will come. Now shove those toxic loads deeper into his cunt.” That put him over the edge and he was firing his neg load inside me. He pulled out and shoved me on the ground while he grabbed his clothes and stormed off. “Don’t mind Gary he’s a bit of a drama queen. No wonder Johnnys been taking his time with him.” The remaining guys both laughed and started to leave the clearing. “Enjoy those loads slut and welcome to the family.” I found the plug on top of my clothes and shoved it back in. Damn that went in much easier than before. I got dressed and sat on a log for a few minutes trying to wrap my head around what the fuck I just done. Two poz, one neg load in my cunt and one poz load down my throat. I looked at my phone and saw it was already eleven. Shit I’d better hurry or I’d be late getting to daddy’s. As I was walking back down the trail I started thinking about the past two days when it dawned on me I had taken six loads up my ass and one in my mouth and I hadn’t cum once. In fact I didn’t even care, it was all about my boy pussy now.

Chapter 2 I was going crazy sucking his cock. His precum tasted so good I couldn’t wait to taste his cum. He was moaning so I figured I was doing a good job and if I got him off down my throat he wouldn’t actually fuck me. After a few minutes he tapped my head and pulled his cock from my mouth. I whimpered. “Damn boy you’re a good cock sucker. Any longer and I’d be blasting my load down your throat. Can’t have that happening now can we.” He pulled me up so we were standing face to face. He leaned down and started kissing me. “Mmm son there is no doubt you have a very talented mouth. How about we see if your ass is just as good. You’ve got way too many clothes on boy strip.” Without even thinking I started taking my clothes off. I wanted to please him so bad. I took my pants off and was left standing in a just a jock. “Damn son I didn’t expect that from you.” “Sorry daddy, I was planning on checking out the park over in the next town today. I heard rumors that it was a great place to meet guys and I was hoping to suck some cock so I cleaned out just in case. Then mom waylaid my plans and had me come help you.” Oh fuck I was rambling and couldn’t shut up. I did that when I was nervous. He started chuckling. “Nothing to apologize for son. You look hot in that jock. Leave it on, you won’t be using your dick today anyway. Now turn around and bend over and let daddy take a look at your ass.” I did as instructed and could hear him growling behind him. “Damn boy I’m going to enjoy destroying that ass! Come with me let’s move this to the bedroom. Get on the bed on all fours.” I did as he instructed. I couldn’t remember ever being this horny before. Suddenly I felt his hands on my ass and his finger lightly circling my hole. I let out a moan. Next thing I knew his tongue was licking me. “Holy shit” I screamed out. “You like that boy?” “Yes, yes, yes. Don’t stop please that feels so good.” He dove back in and was really eating my ass out. I was moaning and panting so hard. Soon he removed his tongue and replaced it with a finger opening me up more. “Damn you’re tight son. When was the last time you were fucked?” “Couple of years Sir.” “Damn! Why so long? Your boy pussy is begging to be used.” “I know I’m a bottom sir but it just never really felt good and hurt so much and they weren’t even as big as you daddy.” “Did they use condoms boy?” “Yes sir, always fucked safe sir.” “Hmm I think that’s the problem son. True bottoms NEVER make their tops use condoms.” “What about catching something?” “You’re negative right son? Are you on prep?” “Yes I’m neg. I was on prep a few years ago but stopped last year since I wasn’t really getting fucked.” “Mmm son you just made daddy’s dick get even harder. Do you trust me son?” “Of course daddy.” I moaned again as he now had three fingers inside me. “Have you ever had a poz cock inside your boy?” “No of course not daddy.” “See son I have a theory about you. I knew the second I saw you this morning that you were a nasty pig. You just hadn’t found the right man to show you your true nature. Bottom pigs like you son should take any load offered them and NEVER question the top. Now answer me honestly son, why’d you stop taking prep?” I was going crazy. I couldn’t think straight his fingers felt so amazing in my ass. He was totally breaking down my last barriers. “Because I secretly wanted a poz daddy to make me his boy but was too afraid to admit it sir,” I screamed out. Holy shit had I really just said that out loud. I’d never admitted that to anyone before. “Good boy I’m so proud of you! Now you have a choice son. I can remove my fingers from your ass and you can get dressed, leave and never come back or you can beg your daddy to stick his toxic cock deep inside your boy pussy and set you free. What’s it going to be boy?”

Part 10 The cool air of the patio felt wonderful as it cooled off my sweaty body as I rolled on the X and G. The men who knew Master well knew why I had two 5 dollar bills in my mouth, and they just smiled and laughed. Master replaced the money with a lit joint, and I inhaled the sweet, sweet smoke. After a few hits, Master took back the joint as one of the men grabbed me and started kissing me, grinding his hairy chest into me and grabbing my ass cheeks. He unzipped the back of my shorts and pawed my bare ass while he tongued my mouth. I moaned as I sucked on his tongue. Another man came behind me as started sucking and biting my neck as he reached around and pinched my nipples. I groaned and shook as the men pleasured my body, my cock digging painfully into its cage, bringing more pain and pleasure to my drugged up state. Soon I was passed to another man who pushed me against the brick wall, grinding my back into it while he raped my mouth with his tongue. He pushed the plug into my ass which made my dick leak fluid. For the next hour I was passed between various men so they could kiss me, fondle me, and get me hornier and hornier. I was quietly begging each man to fuck me as they set fire to my body with their mouths and hands. I didn't even see their faces as I melted into each of them. Eventually, I felt Master tug my leash as he pulled me away toward the door. He led me through the bar and out the front, with a small group of his friends following us. I already knew what was up as we all walked back to Masters apartment. Once inside, I stripped as expected, and obediently sat on the floor in my spot by the couch. Looking up, I saw Master and 7 other men. They were all older, some I recognized having tried to pick me up before, but I had thought they weren't good enough for me. Now, I was about to be their piggy cumdump, and I had no choice in the matter. And I didn't care. As they stripped my cock pushed painfully into its cage, and my pussy twitched around the plug. Most were hairy, several had bellies. One guy was like a gorilla, covered in dense, black hair, and one guy looked like Santa, long white hair and beard, with a thick grey pelt covering his torso and round belly. These two made me drool the most. I couldn't wait to feel their fur grind into my skin as they fucked me. And I didn't have to wait long. I was quickly grabbed and somebody pulled out the plug, and instantly a hard cock was shoved in its place. I moaned as the fucker buried himself balls deep in my cumhole. A cock was shoved in my mouth, and poppers under my nose. I went wild as I became the best slut I could be for Master. I begged the men to fuck me, use me, degrade me. And they did. They spit on my face, in my mouth, slapped me, and called me every degrading name in the book. I had big cocks forced down my throat as my head was held tight, nose buried in pubes. I choked and gagged for air as my cunt was pounded hard. I was passed around and around, always pleading to be fucked more, and thanking each man when he dumped his load in my worthless whorehole. When the gorilla man fucked me, I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he ground his body into mine, kissing me deep and hard, taking temporary ownership of my two cumholes. I howled in ecstasy when he bred me, my own cock leaking tons of fluid. My pussy leaked cum as he pulled out, my hole remaining open, needing more cock. I sat on Santa's cock as he laid on the floor. Another man came behind me and slid his cock into me next to Santa's. It slid right in my loose gash, and I writhed and moaned as the two cocks scissored in and out of me while Santa tortured my nipples, causing me to pant like a bitch in heat. They fucked me like that for a long time before they both shot their cum deep into my guts. I collapsed my sweaty body on the hairy pelt beneath me, rubbing my nipples into the wirey hair. The party continued late into the night, until nobody had any more cum to unload into me. Master went into the bedroom and came back with a huge dildo and a glass. I didn't even need to be told what to do as I pushed all the cum from inside me into the glass. Then Master unlocked my cage, releasing my cock wich instantly sprang to a painful erection. Handing me the dildo, he told me, "I want you to fuck yourself boy. And not easy. When I say go, ram it up your cunt as hard as you can. Show these men what a true whore you are. Ram your hole as hard as you can!" With that, Master handed me the fat, 12 inch long rubber cock, while someone shoved poppers under my nose. I was made to take hit after hit, until I was dizzy. "Go!" Commanded Master. Without thinking, or hesitation, I rammed the dildo straight into my ass, moaning loudly as I buried it to the balls. I grabbed the base and pounded my hole as the men cheered me on. Master grabbed my jaw and opened my mouth, pouring the glass of cum from my ass all over my tongue. "Keep your mouth open pig!" He ordered me. "Don't swallow. Let the men enjoy what a dirty bitch you are." Master then grabbed my cock and stroked it while I fucked myself. "Don't cum boy! Don't cum until I tell you too." But it was pointless. I was so fucking horny, not having cum in a week, I couldn't controll my orgasm. After a few strokes I rammed the dildo in as far as I could and ground it against my prostate as ropes of cum spurted from my cock, the first shot landing in my open mouth. I shook and yelled as I blew my nut, my balls aching from finally being released. Soon I was coated in a huge load that Master scooped up and added to the rest in my mouth. The party being over, the men left, and Master and I were alone in bed. His cock was rock hard, as he was the only man not to fuck me tonight. He pulled me onto his cock, and I sat down with a sigh. He then produced some nipple clamps with sharp teeth that dug into my flesh. I hissed as he tightened them, causing my pussy to squeeze his cock. "You failed me tonight slut. You came without permission. That will be a rather sever punishment tomorrow. You will learn that I, as your owner, control when you cum." I hung my head in shame as he said this. "Now, I want you to tell me what a dirty, depraved, pig you are while I jack your cock. You will cum again, but only when I say." I did as he said, telling him all the nasty things he wanted to hear, while he stroked me and pulled on the clamps. I went crazy as he edged me over and over. Finally, he said it. "Cum slut! Cum for your Master!" I shot another large load all over Masters chest as he milked my cock. My spasming ass triggered his own ejaculation as he filled my cumhole one last time for the night. After I licked his chest clean, we snuggled together and drifted off as I contemplated my punishment.

I'm all about the small details too. My favorite is seeing a bottle of poppers in the shot or hearing the bottom inhale them (they're rarely shown though). A lot of porn companies consider them taboo, but I love them. And I love knowing that the bottom is serious about getting fucked. I love bedsheets covered in cum spots, too! That's a clear sign that some serious fucking has been going on.

Part 1 - The Early Years There are two things in life I found I liked from a young age, reading and keeping a journal. Books were my everything at a young age since they kept me out of harms way and blissfully ignorant to everything that went on around me. Was I a sensitive child, pretty much so but also very impressionable with an erratic behavioural pattern that surfaced when least expected. Secondly my journal, I discovered I had a flair for writing growing up. It was a way of expressing my thoughts and frustrations, but also secrets. Some were not my own to hold but I became the keeper of them without any one knowing. So the impressionable part of me very much shaped my upbringing, sometimes life can cause things to happen that you never thought possible or needed until they presented themselves. My life was complicated from a very young age, some would say in a bad way, others would say it was destiny and things happened for a reason. I also had two people who played a very instrumental part in my life, one from a young age who would be by my side as we grew up then leave and come back in to my life when you believe there is no hope of finding a true path to happiness. The other person trusted his intuition about me and helped me become the confident assured person I am today. When you stand at a fork in the path and can't decide weather to go left or right, you simply go down the middle and to hell with it. Yes it will upset some people but it will force them to show their true colours and love you no matter what, hopefully that is. So who am I you may ask, you have probably seen me but never knew what lay behind the page or billboard since I keep my life very private. It doesn't matter how famous you become, the one thing you learn is never trust anyone on face value as information is power and the last thing you need is someone having power over you. That way you keep control of your life and protect those you love and hold dear to you. But I will tell you this, my name is Tom and that is what I prefer, annoyingly my mother still insists on calling me Thomas when she is mad at me and Tommy when she is doting me. I am a 24 year old rustic blond so I have been told by photographers. At five feet nine inches tall or short depending how tall you are, I have what was described to me as the most finely sculpted face and body. Now I don't assume myself to be attractive by any means, after all I just see Tom in the mirror who is an ordinary Texan lad. But all of that will reveal itself. So I will tell you the secrets about me that my journal holds but in a way for you to understand me better and how I ended up here. The problem with me is that I lived through my journal and held things in there that could have destroyed lives and nearly did as you can never predict how a person would react. That happened when I was 20 but it changed my life in a way I never thought possible. Should I have been more careful to hide identities instead of blatantly writing them down to be discovered? Yes, but then what? Wouldn't I be living a life full of lies or where I am now. I will start were things really began to shape my life in a way I had no control over and that was when I turned 8 years old, it started when my parents finally split up. I cried and screamed as my mother dragged me out of the house and placed me in the car with our belongings, at such a young age I had no idea why this was happening and being taken away from my father. I knew they argued and understood that their marriage was in ruins and she had to break free, but I never realised it would involve taking me with her. It's not your fault Tommy she would always tell me, but my father had put up with enough of her hard work ethic leaving him to look after me albeit I was a little out of control. I loved my father but also liked to play him up as much as possible by throwing tantrums usually when mother was out of town on business and father had his bit on the side over, he never suspected that I knew what was going on. I was an only child desperate for a sibling but that was not going to happen now. We must have drove some 50 miles to the large town where my mother worked, little did I know then that she was also seeing another man and that had become serious. Seth as it turned out was a few years older than my mother, at 30 he had dirty blond hair and stood an impressive six feet and still retained a muscular jock build from his school days, he was pretty successful with his small company and lived quite well in a sprawling ranch house in the countryside. Gradually I was introduced to him over several weekends, I didn't care much for him after all he wasn't my father. Seth was divorced and had a son who was 10 years old. At the time I paid little attention until the day my mother sat me down and explained that we were moving in to Seth's house in the country. Not only was I contending with a new school but now I was to be uprooted again to a different place to live, strangely I had calmed down a little by this time and was studying diligently at school, I showed a love for some sport especially wrestling, you could say I had become a model child. Maybe my father was the cause of my bad tantrums and his lack of love to my mother and me. At the start of summer holidays Seth arrived and began helping my mother to move whilst I sat in my bedroom head in a book as usual. I had packed my clothes, books and Xbox as that was all I needed in life to keep me happy. Seth was unlike my father he actually showed an interest in me from what I liked reading to what sports I did at school, I was torn between my loyalties and slowly I put up a barrier between Seth and me to prevent any closeness developing, but he was persistent and told me how I would really get along with his own son Brad who was 2 years older than me. Personally I couldn't see how on earth we would connect and it is what scared me the most, as much as I yearned for a sibling I never bargained on getting an older one. I carried my book out to his black BMW X5 which towered above me, for a eight year old I was fit and healthy albeit just five foot five inches with hopefully more growing to do, it still seemed like a big climb as I heaved myself in to the back seat and settled down. I was also trendy for my age with the latest haircut of buzzed sides and longer on top that was neatly combed, I took pride in my appearance as I knew it would help me get the right girls as school. Being gay or even thinking about it never crossed my mind but life has a way of turning your hand over before your eyes so I found out. My mother said goodbye and I panicked looking at her but she smiled and said she was following on in her car as there was no room for me to sit in there. I opened my book and stuck my head firmly in to it, I had never been alone with Seth and it was going to be 40 minute drive out of town. Briefly I looked up with what must have been eyes full of fear as Seth sat in the drivers seat and he glanced at me through the rear view mirror switching the engine on. Seth backed the car out of the short drive "It will be okay Tom" he said pulling away from my home. I watched out of the window as we moved away from my familiar surroundings "Really?" I replied. "You and Brad will get on just fine and he is excited to meet you" Seth said glancing in the mirror. I looked over at the mirror to see his eyes looking at me "Right" I said and faced back to the window. "You said you like wrestling at school Tom?" Seth asked me trying to engage me in conversation. "Yes" I replied without moving my head as a tear rolled down my cheek in sadness leaving things behind again. Seth smiled "Brad does wrestling and likes to work out so you have something in common" his eyes watching me. "Great" I replied emotionless wiping the tear from my cheek, the rest of the journey was silent. The car stopped "This is Medina Ranch" Seth said coming round to the boot of the car and opening it. "You have to be fucking kidding me, where the fuck are we?" I said kicking the gravel hard on the driveway. Seth didn't even look at me "Use those words again and you sleep in the barn" he said smirking. My mother pulled up in her car "Tommy what's wrong?" She asked walking towards me. I looked at her "How could you bring me here?" I angrily asked waving my hand at the expanse of greenery. She stopped at looked around "It's beautiful here Tommy you will love it" she said trying to calm me down. Seth watched me walking off "Leave him, let him get it out of his system" he replied shrugging it off. Julia turned to Seth "I really thought he would embrace this new life" she said. Seth pulled a box out of the car "He will come around Julia". Okay so underneath I wasn't quite the model child Seth had expected but little did I know my anger and frustration was born out of who I would eventually become as I grew older and understood myself better. In the meantime I found a quiet spot nearly half a mile from the house under some large trees where I sat down and cried my heart out, the thought of spending six long weeks with no signs of life or friends ripped through me in boiling anger. Seth took all my belongings and put them in the garage telling my mother that I needed to learn and will have to move my own belongings and grow up. My mother felt ashamed of my behaviour but Seth casually waved it off saying he had been through that with Brad. Guessing I must have been out for nearly three hours before realising that no one was coming out to look for me, hungry and thirsty I stood up and walked back towards the house, I got even more wound up and annoyed as I had got dirt on my book and frantically tried to clean it as best I could. In my tantrum I hadn't even looked at the house which stood imposingly on the plot, part single and two story sprawling ranch style it was definitely bigger than any house I had lived in, I stood looking at it with dread as it was to be my prison until I could move away, well that was how I saw it since nothing else seemed to be living around here. Walking up to the doors I opened the left one and let myself in and stood in the large entrance hall, I could hear my mother and Seth talking and walked towards the voices finding myself in the large kitchen and dining area. "There you are Thomas" my mother said reverting to my proper name, I knew she was angry. I looked at them both "I've ruined my book" putting it down in front of my mother. Seth turned the book around "I have a copy of that in the library you can read" he said looking at me. I sat down opposite them "Thanks" I replied with a genuine tone for the first time. My mother retrieved a plate from the refrigerator "You must be hungry Tommy" she said placing a sandwich by my side. "I am, thanks mum" I said already devouring it as she brought me a fruit juice as well. "When you finished I will show you where you will be sleeping" Seth told me with a smile on his face. Seth and my mother escorted me along a wing of the ranch house in to another lounge area that was clearly used by his son and then in to a large bedroom suite with two double beds, to be fair the room was almost as large as the apartment we had just left. It had an en-suite bathroom and wet room and overlooked the back of the house, the room angled around the pool area and my heart lifted seeing the large pool. Having never had a pool before I had not learnt to swim but the thought of being able to sit in it and paddle around made me smile. When they told me I would be sharing this area with Brad I argued to the point I upset myself realising it was a futile argument. Seth told me I would get along just fine with Brad and they turned to leave me with Seth pointing out my things are in the garage and to move them. I sat there alone putting my head in my hands cursing at my new life, I knew my mother was going away tomorrow for a couple of days with work which hastened the moving in. Residing to my fate I decided to make the best of a bad thing, I mean how much worse can it get. Eventually I found the garage and started moving my things in to the room, I was getting hot and sticky with all the walking and unpacking, I stripped off down to my shorts as I began unpacking my clothes and putting them in the walk in closet on the side that was empty. Outside and unknown to me Brad had returned on his quad bike and parked it in the garage, for a 10 year old he could easily pass at being 15 or 16 due to his tall broad build that he got from his father. Inheriting the dirty blond hair and striking blue eyes he was pretty well muscled up and had a very solid build for a kid his age. He carried it off well, even the seniors at the school daren't get on his bad side, he had a wonderful relationship with his father unlike me with mine. Brad walked in to the house and headed to the kitchen in his polite and mesmerising manner he sat and chatted with my mother until Seth said for him to go and meet me as they were going out to dinner and the housekeeper would prepare our dinner. Brad walked along the wing to his pad as he called it and saw the lounge area remained as when he left it that morning. He waited watching for his father and my mother to leave before he walked towards the bedroom, it was quiet apart from the clanging of coat hangers coming from closet. He looked at the bed seeing a few books strewn across it, he had never shown any inclination or interest in reading books unless he had to for school. He turned and walked towards the closet, standing at the doorway, I was unaware of Brad's presence or that he was scrutinising me from behind. "You like being in the closet" Brad asked making me jump that I missed the rail to hang a shirt on. I quickly turned frightened "Fuck don't creep up on me like that" were the first words out of my mouth. Brad's eyes looked at me trying to figure me out "Didn't mean to scare you" he said I could see the muscles in his arms and thought twice about hitting back "I'm Tom" I said shyly. "I'm not stupid I know who you are" he turned and left me in the closet. I walked in to the bedroom "I never asked to be here, so don't take it out on me" I said picking my books up. Brad was taking his t-shirt off "Yeah well were both stuck with this". I guess I must have been staring at him before I asked "How did you get so big?" then blushing at my upfront nature. Brad looked at me with his head to one side sizing me up "Working out and a muscle building compound". I nodded and went back to my unpacking, he ignored me listening to the music on his phone. Finally I finished after checking the clothes were hanging in an order that I liked and wiped my brow from the humidity. I had a quick shower to cool down and decided to look outside since Brad showed no sign of wanting to show me around. All I wanted to see really was the pool and I wasn't disappointed as it was large and plenty of shallow water at one end, I did a quick look around and took my reefs off and paddled in the shallow end for a few minutes enjoying the cool water over my submerged feet. "You can go in if you want" Brad said standing at the French doors watching me. I felt a little shame "No it's okay" I replied without looking at him. "Can you not swim?" he asked me walking out and joining me as I paddled. I hesitated "No" I said quietly not wanting to embarrass myself "I want to but never had a pool where I lived". Brad sat down on the edge of the pool dangling his feet in "I can teach you if you want". I looked at him but he was staring at the water "Really, you would?" I asked him surprised. Brad looked over at me "Yeah, well we got all summer vacation and there isn't much to do around here". I walked over and sat beside him "Thanks, and will you help me get muscle like yours?" I nervously asked. Brad laughed "If you want but it's hard work" he said nudging me "What are you going to do for me?" he asked. I chuckled "I have nothing to offer, I like reading and playing on my Xbox" I said to him. Brad smiled at me "You can read to me" he replied "you know the books I have to read for school, you can read them to me". That was the moment that we became friends, not quite step-brothers just then, but friends was a good place to start. The first few days I had terrible stomach ache as my body adjusted to the high protein muscle building compound, I think Brad got quite a lot of enjoyment seeing me running to the toilet. He told me not to worry and it will settle down in a few days, he introduced me to the gym by the pool house and got me lifting weights for half an hour in the morning and evening. True to his words he began to teach me to swim and by the end of the summer vacation I was at least no longer afraid of deep water and could happily manage a couple of lengths of the pool without loosing my breath. A week into our new found friendship Brad invited me to go for a ride on his quad bike, he packed some fruit and water along with a book in to his rucksack and gave it to me to put on my back. I was a little scared as I had never been on this type of bike but he drove slowly with me clasping him tightly in case I fell off we drove for about 20 minutes, passing fields and wooded areas until we hit an open expanse where I could see a line to trees and bushes stretching as far as the eye could see. Coming to a stop we walked a few meters in to the clearing by a shallow river the flowed gently meandering out of sight. "This is the Medina river" he said taking the rucksack off my back. I looked around "It's really pretty here" I said taking it all in. Brad smiled sitting down on the edge of the stream "My favourite little hideaway, the ranch is named after it". "Ah right" I replied sitting next to him. He pulled the book out of the rucksack and handed it to me "Your end of the bargain now" he chuckled. I took the book and laid on my stomach "Okay" I replied. I have to admit I started to find it intoxicating being here, the gentle sound coming from the water in the river flowing over the pebbles, the sun beating down and reading aloud was my idea of paradise, I even left my hair messed up from wearing the baseball cap. I kept looking at Brad when turning the page of the book, his eyes were closed hand clasped behind his head, whenever I stopped reading he would open one eye to check on me causing me to giggle several times. There was no doubt about him as rough and tough as he was on the outside he was a very different person underneath. I must have read nearly a hundred pages before he put his hand on the book to stop me reading and handed me some fruit and water. We walked in the stream hardly saying anything to each other until we returned back to our spot where he handed me the book again, I read a further 3 chapters before I put the book down and laid on my back looking up at the dappled sunlight coming through the trees. The rustling in the trees signified a change coming, Brad only to aware jumped up and packed the rucksack telling me there was a storm coming in, something that was quite usual for this time of day when the heat rose sharply like it had during the afternoon. Sure enough just a few hundred meters from the ranch house the heavens opened as the wind picked up in velocity driving the rain in to our faces. The storm lasted for an hour before the sun appeared again. We stood in the garage soaking wet and just laughed as puddles began forming at our feet, from that day we found our sense of humour to be very similar. A few days later at lunchtime we were heading out to the Medina River again, today the sun was already blazing hot in the sky so I sat down right the waters edge so I could dangle my feet in the water to cool them down as I read aloud to Brad, he sat a little further up so I could only see his legs, after an hour I turned on to my stomach and laid down resting on my elbows continuing to read. He did make me laugh seeing him chilled out chewing on a long stem grass, his eyes closed hands clasped behind his head. We walked a mile down the stream and back again before heading home, this afternoon was different as we chatted a little more finding our feet with each other. As the days passed we spent more and more time together bonding and enjoying working out then spending afternoons at the Medina river. By the time the vacation ended I was ready to return to school, it was my first day as this new school, as nervous as I was there was nothing to worry about as I fitted in straight away, Brad looked after me since we had become inseparable over the summer vacation. Those long summer days turned me in to a somewhat confident swimmer, I was beginning to show some muscle tone which I loved and many kids in my class commented over. Never would I realise how much of a catch I was to the girls and was never short of attention from them in my year and even some of the senior girls flirting with me. One thing I was probably more dumbstruck by was hearing them remark how attractive I was. It got worse as I aged, well I thought so anyway, it seemed almost all the school wanted to hang out with Brad and I, himself turning in to quite the muscle jock now having hit puberty. I felt a little overawed by all the friends and attention but there was something missing and that something was slowly beginning to show it's hand the older I got. It did take a couple of summers before Brad actually referred to me as his step-brother, after our parents married he began referring to me as his brother and it was this milestone that I articulated in my journal. I would usually write my journal sitting by the stream I found it gave me more flair when transferring my thoughts to paper. Brad would often sit there watching as I wrote, he knew I kept a journal and read it once when I fell asleep but he got bored as it contained nothing of interest at that point. It was from them I began hiding it and only writing when something needed to be downloaded out of my head, it had become my secret keeper. My reading to Brad had got him interested in books and studying and he did rather to well in his final years and won a place at a university some 300 miles away. Our years together were for the most part idyllic and every summer we shut ourselves away at Medina doing our own things. Our bodies changed but we both retained our looks and I grew from strength to strength with Brad's help. On his 16th birthday Seth allowed Brad to get a tribal tattoo down his arm. I sat with him and Seth as the artist worked for nearly 3 hours until finished. Sitting there I realised how much Brad was growing up and beginning to show independence, I knew our summers were going to come to an end soon enough. At 17 Brad was a real crowd pleaser and was now more often out than at home, I had heard rumours at school that he was bedding girls like there was no tomorrow, when he was home we would still go to the Medina river for some peace and quiet escaping life. I relished those days as I missed him like hell and was only too happy to read to him. At 15 I had a growth spurt and stood at my now five feet nine inches, I was pretty happy with my height, but it also caused my looks to intensify and muscle definition to proportionise itself to my body. It was several months after my birthday that I wrote down one of the most revealing feelings about me 'I feel my body has changed, I have hair appearing in places not much but enough, my voice is slightly deeper and I am beginning to feel like the boy in me is forever being lost. I like guys. Don't aske me how or why, I just do. I like their bodies, I like the masculinity of a guy who is very close to me. I never really thought I would write this down but somehow I need to express me and who I have become. I just don't seem to have any interest in girls and yes I know what this means but I am not ready for it. I need to come to accept it first and be happy about why my body and soul has gone this way. As much as I rack my brains trying to think why, there is no answer. No significance, no turning point, it has always been there waiting for the right time'. I put my pen down and watched Brad sleeping in his bed, discreetly hiding my journal as I knew that it was more important than ever to keep it hidden. I never wrote a lot down or did it on a daily basis, it was one of things I kept as a reminder of important things or situations now. I wondered if it showed on the outside that I was gay, I only questioned it as I saw less and less of Brad during that last summer before he headed off to university. It seemed his new friend residing in his pants was busy around and he started dating the head cheerleader from the school, Melinda. It was to put it bluntly my year of turmoil, I felt like my gut had been wrenched out the day he finally left. I knew he wanted to break free and be his own person. He left me fighting my demons, I was literally destroying myself inside out and it was after my 16th birthday I sat down for dinner, I plucked up the courage to discuss it with my mother and Seth since they had noticed I was becoming more introverted during this time but they put it down to Brad leaving home. Opening up to them about my feelings seemed to lift a massive burden off my shoulders, my mother was sceptical saying it wss just a phase where Seth appeared to have more control over the matter and I still remember his words to this day 'Don't hide or run from it, just let you discover you and who you are'. I kept my secret hidden at school and concentrated on getting my education over before deciding weather I wanted to go to college or university, rumours did surface occasionally as I had plenty of friends that were girls but never date or kissed any of them, I never acted gay or gave any one cause to question my sexuality. Not one for wanting to be away from Medina ranch I choose college and long distance studying, the benefit of which meant I could take my laptop out with me to the Medina river and study there where I didn't have to go in to college for assignments, tests and exams. So it wasn't all that bad coming out to my mother and Seth, they just let me get on with it. I was surprised that Seth would without fail every week sit down and chat with me about how I was feeling, I looked on him as more of a father than my blood father who I hadn't seen since the break up. Seth was reasonable and considerate, never judging me but always supporting and being there if I needed help. The year dragged by and Brad returned home for the summer vacation, he entered the house like a whirlwind and swooped me up in his arms hugging me. "God I missed you Tom" Brad said putting me down. I hugged him back "It's so lonely without you here" I replied. "Well I am here for several weeks book worm" he said using his nick name for me. It didn't take long for our routine to slip in to place, only now it just felt awkward as I was hiding the real me from him. I just couldn't bring myself to tell him, I didn't really know why at the time but I thought it would be best to keep that part of me in the shadows. All to soon his few weeks at home had come to an end and that last evening I heard Seth and Brad having a very stern discussion in the library. It was pretty fiery so I made my way back to our room and listened to some music reading a book. When Brad turned up he seemed his cheery self and said nothing about the argument going on, he showered and changed then headed out to meet his latest girl. A few days later when I asked how Brad was doing just out of normal conversation I got a strange look from Seth. He would not talk much about Brad just that he was doing okay, I knew he had gone to university several times to talk to him, and I overheard him and my mother talking about Brad's disciplinary hearing but nothing was ever said directly to me. I had no idea what was going on or what trouble he had gotten himself into. I had just celebrated my 18th birthday and was studying on the pool terrace late one morning when I heard Seth in the kitchen cursing to himself and grabbing his keys, I heard him talking to my mother on the phone to say he was having to drive up to the university. By the time I got to the kitchen he had already stormed out leaving the letter from the universities disciplinary committee on the counter top. My mistake or maybe it wasn't, I picked up the letter and read it. I couldn't believe the words of the last paragraph 'As such situations arise when a student is in possession of any form of drug the course of action is to expel them from the campus and forfeit their position. Whilst the committee have noted that no further action is being taken by the relevant law enforcement agencies we are in no doubt of possession and intended use or distribution and as such the student has been expelled. The committees decision is final and will not entertain any appeal to review'. It was almost like a standard letter but I felt really sorry how his life had spiralled out of control in this manner. Seth returned later that evening tired and upset, I listened at the door as he told my mother that Brad refused to see him point blank. I walked in to the lounge and they both stopped talking. "Are you going to tell me what is going on with Brad?" I asked standing my ground. Seth shrugged his shoulder "There is no point Tom, he won't see or speak to anyone" he replied. I sat down next to Seth "How bad is it?" I asked him. Seth looked at my mother "He has been expelled, he needs help but he can't see that or accept it". That evening was one of the longer entries in to my journey as I was troubled all night, when I woke early that Saturday morning I sneaked down to Seth's BMW and turned the key and looked at the SatNav which gave me a location near enough to where Brad was staying. I got my keys and sped down the ranch driveway and headed to Dallas, I almost stopped several times wondering if I was doing the right thing but I kept going on the 5 hour drive. I knew I was in the right place but I had no idea which building he was in, I stopped a student wandering by just on the off chance and asked if they knew Brad Felshaw, he laughed and said yeah building 2c Room 235. I rushed over not knowing what I was going to say to him as I reached the door, I knocked three times but waited to hear if there was any movement when another student walked past and smiled 'good luck getting him to answer' they said carrying on down the corridor glancing back at me, I now banged on the door louder this time. "Go away" he shouted through the door. "Brad" I waited for a moment "Brad it's Tom, let me in please" I pleaded through the door. Eventually I heard the lock clicking and he opened the door "What do you want?" he asked. "I came to see you" I said through the crack in the opening "are you going to let me in?". Brad was reluctant "Did my father send you here?" he asked. "No, he doesn't know I have driven here" I replied, he hesitated then opened the door inviting me in. He looked dishevelled and not the Brad I knew "What the fuck has happened to you?" I asked closing the door. Brad sat on the bed head in his hands "I lost control and fucked up really bad this time". I sat down next to him "Everyone is worried about you Brad. It hurts to see you like this". "Like what?" he asked in an angry tone. "This is not you, not the Brad I grew up with" I replied looking at him. He stared at me "Your not the Tom I grew up with are you?" he stated in a matter of fact way. I looked down "It hasn't change me Brad, I haven't come to terms with it myself" I said shyly. "Is that so?" Brad replied somewhat confused. I took a deep breath "Come home with me, I will sneak you in and look after you". He looked at me "I can't deal with my father he is so angry with me" he said looking sad. I put my arm around him "He is not angry Brad, just upset and very concerned" I assured him. Brad stood and paced around "Are you sure you want to do this Tom?" he asked. I looked at him "Are you an addict?" I asked. He shot me a look "No, I only did it 4 or 5 times" he paused "but I am getting drawn to it". I don't know how I did it but he agreed to come home with me after I promised not to let anyone know until he was ready to face them. He slept for most of the journey back home, I could have sworn he cried a little or at least his eyes watered seeing Medina Ranch at the end of the access road. He slid down in his seat to avoid being seen as I drove in the garage. I checked the house to make sure the coast was clear and walked with brad down the wing to our end of the house. Telling him to shower and as he did I quickly rifled through his bag to make sure there was nothing hiding in there and also the clothes he had worn home. I kind of felt guilty and didn't really know what I was doing, his hand grabbed my arm tightly 'there is nothing there' he said letting me go again, he certainly hadn't lost any of his muscle or strength. Something inside me caused me to stand up and face him, I was speechless and I couldn't work out if I got a kick out of him touching me aggressively like that. He backed off in obvious concern at what he did. At 20 Brad was a walking sex machine and it was hard to keep my gaze from looking at his body, I had still yet to explore my sexuality but I knew he definitely aroused me. I tried to keep a close reign on my preference for the male body whilst living in small town Texas, the last thing I wanted was to be out and branded like the cattle in this state. He looked at me "I'm sorry if I hurt you" Brad said drying his hair. "Promise me you have none of it here?" I asked watching him look me in the eye nodding. Brad slipped in to his bed "Promise me you won't let on?" he asked resting his head on the pillow. I looked at the sight of him staring at the ceiling "You have my word Brad" I replied picking up a book, I knew I would have to keep a very close eye on him. Sitting on the bed next to him he smiled for the first time "You going to read to me?". I nodded "Yes that's if you don't mind me sitting on the bed next to you?" I replied. Brad smiled "Of course I don't" he said getting comfortable. It took me by surprise and at first I wasn't sure if it was him accepting what he knew about me or just the brotherly part coming through. I read to him for an hour until he was sound asleep, it was only 8pm so I crept out and had dinner with Seth and my mother, it didn't take long for the conversation got around to where I had been all day and I told them at the Medina river and also headed in to town to see a friend. As far as I know they hadn't suspected a thing and after dinner I grabbed some fruit and went back to the bedroom to find Brad still sound asleep. I kept the curtains closed that overlooked the terrace and the French doors locked. I can't recall what time it was but I was woken by the sound of Brad, I could make out that he was sitting on the edge of his bed shaking and panting. Thankfully I had done some research on the internet after I returned to my room and believed this to be his body reacting to a lack of whatever drug he had taken. I turned on the bed side lamp and could see he was also sweating. I walked over and asked him what I could do to help but he looked at me like a helpless child tears streaming down his face. Trust me I said helping him stand up and took him in to the wet room and turned on the cold water, I sat next to him in the shower letting the cold water cascade over the both of us until his shaking ceased. I helped dry him and took him back in to the bedroom to my bed and laid next to him, so much of me wanted to cuddle him in this fragile state, he looked at me and quietly said thank you and falling back to sleep. I watched him as long as I could until my body surrendered and my eyes closed. I had one of the best night sleeps that I could remember, waking up I found my body was being held and my eyes snapped open. His arms were wrapped around me and he was cuddled up very close, to close for comfort was my initial diagnoses. Escaping was the first thing in my head, then the awkwardness of this as me moving would certainly wake him up and he may freak out. I laid there silently for several minutes until Brad shuffled and turned over releasing me from his arms. Silently I crept out of bed and let him sleep, picking up my journal I wrote a few words 'Woke feeling like I had a perfect sleep. Shaken I found my step-brothers arms wrapped around me, his body touching mine. Disturbing to say the least but somehow I find myself turned on as my whole body seemed to be in a state of flux'. I hid the journal and showered, when I came back in to the room Brad was awake and just acted normally. I came to the conclusion that he probably didn't even know, for the most part Brad seemed to be returning and the next few days I studied and didn't leave his side except to fetch food. Keeping him hidden seemed pretty easy and his withdrawal symptoms vanished which confirmed my suspicion that he had probably told me the truth. I guess I got to cocky at this hiding Brad game and he slid down in the seat of the car as I backed out of the garage and drove us to the Medina river again. I sat down on the banks and started reading, Brad laid on his stomach his head inches from the water resting on his hands watching the water flowing by. He wore only shorts taking his t-shirt off as we arrived since it was another scorching day. It was very distracting, I just wanted to touch and hold the body laying there, it was so perfect and the temptation to tickle his bare feet his toes wriggling in the sun crossed my mind. Refocusing I continued reading for an hour then we waded in the river and walked for a couple of hours. On the walk back to our spot Brad put his arm around my shoulder, something he hadn't done since we were younger. I felt like our bond was stronger than ever having faltered when he found out what his cock was for and put it to use. I rummaged in the rucksack and gave Brad some fruit and a bottle of water, if people saw us now they would think we were a perfect couple. I grabbed the book and sat down on the waters edge, before I could even get it open he had sat down behind me, his legs either side of my body and his arms wrapped around my body with his chin resting on my shoulders. It was one thing accidentally cuddling me in bed but this felt strangely weird but I carried on and opened the book to the page where we had got to the previous evening, he watched me leafing through to the pages but my mind was elsewhere as my body tingled by his touch. "Can't believe how much you have grown up and changed Tom" Brad said as he watched me turning the pages. I smiled but didn't look at him "We have both grown up Brad". Brad rubbed his chin on my shoulder "Yeah but at least you didn't screw up like me" he sighed. I looked up at the sky "I am just as screwed up if not more but in other ways". Brad stopped and looked at me "You are far from screwed up Tom, your confronting things head on" he said. "Well it's my turn to return the favour, you looked after me growing up" I said reminding him. Brad chuckled and waved it off "Was it hard, you know growing up feeling the way you do?" he asked me. "What way?" I asked oblivious to what he meant. Brad rubbed his chin on my shoulder again "You being gay" he said, I was slightly taken back. I turned and looked at him "It still is, I try to work out why but I end up even more confused" I said looking at the book. Brad ruffled my hair "Your still Tom to me. It is what is in here that defines you" he said tapping my heart. I sighed "I'm so lucky having you as a brother, as fucked up as you are" I laughed more out of nerves than anything. His hands hugged me tighter "You have helped me so much Tom. And now?" he whispered "Have you a boyfriend?". I stared at the words on the pages "No" I replied "How come you haven't got a girl?". "Don't know" Brad said "Melinda was mediocre for sex but she was getting to needy and I got nothing out of it". Brad lifted his head "Stop changing the subject. Why haven't you got a boyfriend?" he asked. I sighed "I am not ready to explore yet" I replied, it was the truth as I had no courage or even knew where to start. Brad hugged me tighter "Who ever get's you will be one lucky person. Come on then read to me" he said. I wondered if I was becoming a bit of a shady pervert as I settled back in to his arms reading the book. It is a strange feeling when your step-brother is the closet another man has ever got to you, sitting here time just seemed to get away from us. We hadn't realised how late it got and headed back home, no further mention was made by either of us about that afternoon, assuming it was just us rekindling our brotherly love for each other. I checked the coast was clear and we wandered down the east wing of the ranch house in our lounge and found Seth sat there waiting for us. Brad stopped dead in his tracks and Seth stood up and walked towards Brad, I didn't know what to expect, I stood ready to defend him. Seth looked at his son and hugged him, Brad kept apologising for screwing everything up, he told Brad he was just happy to his son back. Seth looked at me "Thank you Tom" he said. I put the rucksack down "I'm sorry for going behind everyone's back". Seth walked over and hugged me "You had us worried behaving weirdly at first". "You knew?" I asked Seth who nodded. "They described you and your car as taking Brad away from campus" Seth said to me as I stood looking ashamed. It was obvious Seth was pleased that I managed to get through to Brad when no one else could. As Brad slept I retrieved my journal from the hiding place and wrote things in there again that should never have been down on paper... 'A strange yet weirdly happy day as we went to the river only this time I felt like I was sat there with a lover. His hands around my waist and head resting on my shoulders. I know this is my step-brother but sometimes feelings are stronger than actions and he wakens me in a very extraordinary way'. I looked debating weather I should have written this but my journal was holding the true me, quickly I hid it away again. Brad was left alone in my company for a week partaking in meals with the family in the evening for as long as he could tolerate it. At night I would read to him and we often fell asleep in the same bed, it was as if we were 8 and 10 again. Brad got his life together and started working for his father whilst finishing his education. So that was me growing up and how I helped my step-brother through his problem, oh, and fell in love with him. The table would turn in a few years time but that was something I could never have seen coming, especially when your so blinded by what you think is love but in reality was the opposite. I became the closest friend to Brad as well, we would tell each other everything and before you ask, no I didn't write those in my journal. I knew they were things best kept between us. Part of me was broken but happy when Brad started seeing Melinda again in this on off story of theirs, so much so that it became probably the most serious relationship for the time being. As if you hadn't guessed by now, Brad was the first instrumental person in my life, he shaped me as the person as we grew up together in a very unshakable way. We stuck to each other like glue and did everything together. My life really took shape and turned upside down a week before my 19th birthday celebrating a belated 18th birthday present, and this is where my story really begins to unfold...

I was doing the second of my weekly scheduled days at Alpha House. Being their cumdump was the best thing in my life. The tops and cumdumps were generally all happy with the set up, and it gave me more chances to get used than anything else I had ever done. Basically, it was a timeshare. Tops paid their rent, and could come use us anytime they wanted. We paid our rent, and signed up for at least two six hour shifts a week, and of course we understood that we agreed to be used by any top, or his guest tops. Extra shifts were okay, if there were tops waiting for service. We could stay and take loads and didn’t have to pay any extra rent. That’s why I usually scheduled weekdays. They were not as popular for the cumdumps, but you still often couldn’t stay on late for extra loads, because there weren't as many tops at the house as cumdumps. The shifts were early and late rush hours: (4AM to 10AM, and 3PM to 9PM on weekdays) so we were available for before work, and after work, and 10AM to 4PM for lunch breaks. The overlap meant always having at least two cumdumps at the beginning of the after work rush. Weekends started at 8PM Friday to 2AM Saturday. I almost always signed up for late Friday, and stayed as long as anyone was still interested in using me. I noticed that tops more often spoke to each other than to cumdumps. If you have an open hole, but are being used at the other end, if someone wanted to use that hole, they would ask the first top if he minded. Of course sometimes tops started together, if they were friends, or something. Late one Friday night, I was giving a slow blow to a top who likes just relaxing with a mouth on his cock. I heard someone ask him, “Hey, can I borrow one of your cumdumps?” “Sure.” He said. "You can use the other end of this one, if you want.” “Oh, no!” The voice said. “I mean, I know you guys have them trained to take whatever they get here. I was wondering if I could take one to a party my dorm is going to have.” “Well,” the top said, “We actually have some fairly strict rules for using a hole. If you actually damage one, it’s grounds for locking you out. For instance, anything that ends up calling an ambulance, or going to emergency even calling a doctor is totally out of bounds. The fact that it wasn’t deliberate is not gonna cut it.” “No! Nothing like that!” The visitor said. “It’s a party, and I wanted to bring one with me to get double-teamed, and . . . well, I like they fact that they pretty much let you fuck ‘em as much as you want, without putting up a fuss.” At this point I felt his cock pressing up against my ass, and he grabbed my hips. The regular top pushed my head down on his cock at the same time. He gets turned on by spit-roasting and it makes him get hard, and stay hard for quite a while. They probably were still talking about borrowing a cumdump, but I was busy, trying to keep both my ass and mouth working hard to give the best service I could. Being known for doing your best makes the tops more likely to choose you when there are extra cumdumps to choose from. The guest was pretty enthusiastic about fucking my ass, and he seemed to like it when I clenched down on his cock as it was moving in and out. For a young guy, he had pretty decent control, but still driving hard. He started to cum, and I’m sure he wasn’t talking any more, for a while, other than grunting “fuck” over and over. The first top noticed he was pretty much done, and said, “Have him clean you up, and I’ll keep fucking him for being such a good boy.” They switched places, and I worked as carefully as I could, knowing most guys don’t want a lot of stimulation right after they cum. The regular top started fucking me harder than he had been all evening. Deep and hard, and a lot faster than I had expected for his third time in only a few hours. He lasted a long time. The visitor pulled out of my mouth and wiped his cock on my hair. He told me “Good faggot.” I think he was going to talk to the first top some more, but before he was done, someone else asked, “You finished with cuntface?” “Yeah.” The kid said. “He seems like he could take another load.” “Yeah? Well, he’s gonna.” Said the new voice. He wasn’t someone I knew by voice, and I was pretty much face down over the the end of the fuck-horse hanging on to the straps to keep from getting knocked off it. I wanted to tell someone I would really like to go to that party, but I was pretty much busy, and I also knew whether I wanted to go probably wasn’t really in question. I did have a reputation to maintain. One of the rules of the Alpha House is that you do not recognize anyone you know from here anywhere but here. You can be a totally out prancing queen if you want, but none of the House Alphas will hit on you in public. We have a “maid” who cleans the bathrooms, and kitchen, and vacuums and dusts the place every couple of days. She wears a skirt no wider than a ruffle, and a mean looking steel chastity device, high heels, black stockings and a push up bustier while she is here. Heavy make up, and fake nails, but the tits are real. From odd moments while we were here together, I know she’s a computer hardware geek and works nights in the world. I don’t know if she wears girl clothes at her job. I am sure I wouldn’t recognize her if she didn't. Even some of the cumdumps feel her tits, and play with her ass while she works. The alphas treat her like any other cocksucker, but usually just watch her work.

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I totally agree with you regarding poppers. I love snorting poppers with the guys in the video and feeling like I'm sharing that experience

250 here, still more to go.

Doubt means don’t. You can always change your mind later when you know what you want. Quitting PrEP now could easily take away your choice.

2/7 Been a slow February. But I have goon from 41 to 46. Hoping to break 75 by the end of this month.

I had dated the same girl throughout high school, and I loved her dearly, tall, slender, redhead; but she was as wild as I had heard from other in their relationships, she loved sex any time, any place, and would love to finger my ass after she came to get me to cum. but I like to read about sex stories a lot. I came across breeding zone on gay story search and found things very erotic, love the interracial stories, about men and women. The stories about guys bug chasing seemed well, farfetched. So one day I am doing my online searches and Poz stories about black men breeding white boys got me off a few times that day, but I then found an ad about support groups for HIV infected men; well I had to see for myself if it was true what these stories boast about. I called the number and spoke with a guy who stated that they were starting a group in downtown of the city and the only requirement was that I had HIV; I lied and stated yes, he gave me the address and time and hope to see me there. So the date rolls around and I drive from my suburb city downtown and find the address of a rather old dilapidated building and go in and up to the fourth floor where I met the guy behind the counter and after filling out some paperwork with a fictitious name and address he led me into a conference room where the table was like 15 feet long by 4 or 5 feet wide. To my surprise were 9 black men ranging in age from 35 to maybe 50 and appeared to be from all walks of life. I think they were just as surprised to see a skinny 18 year old white kid being walked in by the counselor. After the counselor called the meeting, he had us go around the room and introduce ourselves and why we were there, everyone had a story to tell on how they were infected and the most veritable was drugs and sex with other men. When it came my turn, I used some of the other stories and put my own together with the part that I had been infected by a black man. Then counselor asking agitated on how I knew it was a black man, I told him that since I lived in the city, I was seduced by a black man and only had sex with black guys in the park or at black guys homes that liked to use white guys, boy did the smiles break out around the room. The counselor then asked what we were all looking for in the group sessions, of course I just stated that I wanted someone or other people to talk to about my problem. At the end of the meeting and some more paperwork, we all headed out. I stopped off on the second floor to pee before I headed home since it was a good drive back. As I entered the bathroom, there were four of the guys in my group standing around smoking what smelled like weed and one guy standing at one of the two urinals. I just stated “HI” and walked up to the other urinal and started to pee when one of the guys smoking asked if I wanted to hit the pipe. Not wanting to be rude, I stated “Sure”, I had also noticed the guy next to me was pulling on his cock and was getting longer by the second, he made sure he was back far enough for me to see his growing cock. As I put away my now hardening cock back in my pants and zipped up, I turned and walked up to the other three who handed me the pipe and gave me a lighter; after several hits, I asked what kind of weed was this, that it was more potent than any I had ever smoked before. They all laughed and stated it had T in it, not sure what T was, but didn’t want to act stupid and just accepted it as a more potent weed made. I was flying pretty well when they asked me if I liked being a bitch to black men? I of course not wanting to give away my real reason for being there, just said “Yes”. They turn me around and the guy at the urinal had his pants down stroking a big black cock and just told me to get to work. His cock as coal black and big as it was, scared the shit out of me, yet I was mesmerized by it also that a cock could be that big. He walked up to me and stated “what the fuck you waiting for, bitch boy; get the fuck on your knees and suck my big black cock”. I guess he didn’t like to wait and grabbed my hair and pulled me down to his cock, which caused me to go to my knees hard. “Open that fucking white mouth and take what you love, Bitch”. I opened my mouth to tell them the real reason I was there, but I never got the words out, only his cock in. This guy grabs the back of my head and starts to face fuck me all the time telling what a good group bitch I was about to come. As he hit the back of my throat with his cock and tried to get it down my throat, I started to gag and though I was going to throw up; that is when he had me hit the pipe a few more times and sent me flying higher and then came the brown bottle later found to be poppers which let this guy get his cock down my throat. I then heard a sound that was more frightening than before, zippers of the other guys going down; Fuck, I was going to suck all four of these guys cocks? I just wanted to try and run and not look back, but I could see I had nowhere to run and no one to call for help. I could see out of the corners of my eyes the other guy’s cocks as they were stroking them waiting their turn. I knew I was destine to suck all four of their cocks, the first thing I had forgot about was that I was going to be swallowing their seaman or as the first guy started saying, “yeah, white bitch, get ready to take this charged nut down that faggot white throat”; then it dawned on me, “Charged” fuck, they were going to make me swallow their poz cum. I pulled back and told the guy face fucking me that I had to tell them something first; he pushed me back on my ass and stated “what the fuck does a white punk bitch got to say to us, except that you love these nigger cocks and want us to make you our bitch for the next 9 weeks”. The tears started to flow as I told them the real reason I was there and that I had never sucked cock or been poz. They all looked around at each other and then me on the floor, the guy who had been face fucking me started to laugh and reached out his hand to me and help me up, stating “ that’s ok white boy, I get it, you wanted to check out us black poz guys”, he then stated no hard feeling and offered me the pipe; taking the pipe to not only to relax, but to show them I was sorry and no hard feelings, I took a deep hit, but this time it was strangely different, my head went into dream land, and all I could hear was that I was loving the pure T in the pipe. The next thing I know is they are all rubbing their hands all over my body and squeezing my cock, the guy that had been face fucking me handed me the pipe, and I tried to refuse, but he squeezed my balls and I inhaled deep from the pain and now barely able to stand. I was feeling so high and warm and now a funny feeling of hornyness had come over me, but I did not know that it was the drugs doing this to me, I was just in a daze. Then next thing I know is my t-shirt was lifted off me and one of the guys had undone my jeans and had them around my ankles along with my underwear. One of them hit me behind my knees causing me to go back to my knees on the floor, where I felt my pants yanked off. The black guy who was face fucking me, said the party was just starting and that they were going to make me a chemed up bitch for black cock before I left, he then walked up to my face with his cock now at my lips and demanded I open my faggot white mouth and get to my new job pleasing his cock. I opened my mouth, not knowing what else to do and began to suck his cock, he then told me how the grab his shaft and cup his balls and to use a lot of spit to get his cock ready to bred me. I was given more hits of poppers and found myself now sucking this giant black cock willingly or at least the drugs had me sucking and starting to feel like it was no big deal, not that the name calling and hair grabbing was not helping. It seemed the more they called me a faggot, bitch, and what they were going to do to me; well I just became what I thought I should be; to service these magnificent black cocks with my now cocksucking white mouth. The guy face fucking me told me to use a lot of spit, because that was what was going to be used to breed my faggot white cunt, and that I wouldn’t be able to walk right for a week when they were done with me. The strange part was that the other three were just standing there with their cocks in hand, but not being aggressive like the guy in my mouth; maybe he was the leader and they were waiting their turn, maybe they just wanted to watch and I would get out of there with just sucking or getting fucked by one cock. Then I thought the later was true, if I got this leader off in my mouth, my ass would be spared and I would never come back or talk about this to anyone. After I got the leaders cock hard and sucking as if my ass depended on it; and it did, he looked down at me and almost knew what I was doing, “think you get this cock off before I take that cherry white ass? Not going to happen bitch”. He then grabbed my hair and stood me up and walked me up to the sink and pushed my face down at the bowl and kicked my feet apart; I then felt what felt like spit on my ass, and this guy now had his cock at the entrance of my ass. The leader then leaned over me and whispered in my ear to hold tight and let him in and it wouldn’t hurt so bad, but it is going to hurt at first, then I hope you love getting fucked as much as I am going to love making you our bitch boy!! His cock started to push and of course I was attempting to hold tight, but one of the other guys came up and slapped my ass HARD and the leader slapped my face, that I forgot about the pain around my ass and thought about the other slaps and in his cock started. I SCREAMED out loud to the point they all started laughing and calling me a queer little bitch who just didn’t know how much I was going to learn to love black meat. One of the guys came up on the other side and gave me the pipe and then a hit of poppers, but my screams made someone notice, an older black guy, I think the janitor walked in and asked “what the fuck was going on”, the look on the janitors face was a look of taken back of four naked black guys and a naked with boy getting fucked in the ass. The fourth guy told the janitor to “get the fuck out and not say a thing or they would make him take my place”; the janitor turned and left as fast as he came in stating he don’t see a fucking thing. The leader never even stopped for a second, just kept pushing further and further up my ass until I felt his balls slapping against mine. A couple more hits of the pipe and poppers I was so fucked up, I hadn’t even noticed that I was now in a slow moan and not screaming to stop, but feeling like a used bitch in heat, I think I was even pushing back somewhat. The leader was now looking at his friends stating “look at white boy shaking his ass, he is liking it”; the leader then told one of the guys to use the other end. One of the guys then pulled me off the sink and they got me to my knees without the leader ever pulling out, I know had a black cock at my mouth and I just opened up and let him in. I never felt so sexy as I did right now, I was a white bitch who was satisfying black men’s cocks and I was liking it, no loving it. My ass and mouth were being used like a girl’s cunt and mouth and I wanted what they do, CUM a lot of cum. The more poppers under my nose, the more I sucked like it was my last, and at that point I was praying I would see these guys again and let them use me. The leader then began to fuck me with a passion, no a mission, FUCK he was about to cum, cum in me and he was poz, his poz cum was about to fill my ass. The leader stated “yeah bitch boy, I am going to cum in that now faggot white cunt and make you a poz chasing black cock bitch. The leader roared and pushed deep and held his cock deep in my ass and asked me if I could feel my life change, because I was now the property of black men who needed to get off. The black cock in my mouth was right behind the leader tell me if I didn’t swallow every drop he would kick my ass all over the bathroom. The pulsing of his cock now evident as I felt the first of several spurts of cum shooting into my mouth and he just kept telling me to swallow; and I did, I was not happy with the pungent taste, but I didn’t want to get beat up more! The guy that had just cum in my mouth and patted my faced stating that I did a good job, but would get better. The leader then pulled out of my ass, fuck did that feel different. The leader then walked up to my face and presented his cock, “get to work and clean me up BITCH”. I really didn’t want to suck a cock that just got out of my ass, but the third guy got down between my legs and shoved his cock ball deep into my ass. I didn’t have time to think as I opened my mouth to scream again, but found the leaders cock in my mouth telling me to be a good cocksucking white bitch and start cleaning, I could taste his cum, my ass and blood, but just did as I was told, knowing I was now defeated. I was cleaning a poz cock that had just raped my ass, had cum, shooting poz cum in my ass and swallow his friends cum and now getting fucked again by another poz cock. As the leader was satisfied that I had done my job, he pulled out and the fourth guy just looked at me with his cock in front of me, I just opened up and took him in, with a few more hits of poppers, I was back in heaven being bred at both ends knowing that I was going to get two more poz loads in me. The guy in my ass grabbed my hips and started to fuck me with a vengeance and I know that he was going to fill me with his hot seed. I heard the leader call me and as looked over I saw he had his phone pointed at me taking either photos or videos of me, I tried to look away, but was ordered to turn and look at him. The leader then looked at the other two and told them to “Do it to him”. They both pulled out and jacked their cum all over my ass and face and then shoved them both back into my holes with cum dripping on my back and down my face and seeing that the camera was still focused on me, I knew I would be at their beck and call till they tired of me. After the other two pulled out, I fell on my stomach and layed there feeling cum dripping down my waist, legs, and face as they all go dressed and told me now to be late for the next meeting if I knew what was good for me. They all walked out laughing, high fiving each other, the leaders last works I heard was, we got another white cunt to turn.

Sort of part 2 of Roman Tik getting fucked in a car [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video53466021/romantik_gefickt_und_in_meinem_auto_auf_der_strasse_von_meinem_freund_creampied

There's a lot of misinformation in this thread. So let me clear up a few things… [Everything I'm about to say is about Truvada, but may not be true about Descovy.] You can stop and start PrEP as much as you like. Poz guys cannot start and stop their meds as much as they like because their virus can become resistant when the drug levels are low. But neg guys don't have HIV, hence they have no virus that can become med-resistant. [Not that anyone implied otherwise.] When PrEP first came out they told people to take it for 7 days before having sex. But now "PrEP on Demand" is a thing and it's been validated (for gay men) by numerous studies. PrEP on Demand means you take 2 pills (at the same time) at least 2 hours before sex, then one pill every day until 48 hours after your last sexual encounter. That protocol works and is approved by a number of major countries (France being the most prominent). The initial IPERGAY study involved people who were having sex regularly to the point that they averaged ~4 pills/week, but later studies have shown that that protocol is also effective for guys who don't have much sex. The other thing to know is that Truvada has a very long half life. So if you're taking it daily and stop, you still have >90% protection a week later. But then the levels of protection drop off pretty quickly, so you'll hear stories about infections 10-14 days after stopping. The other thing that the studies have showed was that almost no one who took at least 4 pills in a week has become poz. That said, it also depends on the nature of your risk. Drug levels are quite high in the digestive system (e.g. in your colon), so if your risk is primarily anal, then lower doses are possible. However, people who have vaginas (and possibly tops) probably need to take PrEP every day. In other words bottoms take more than they need so women, trans guys, and tops get enough. The bottom line is start and stop as much as you like provided you remember to actually take the pills when you're supposed to. No harm will be done if you're taking it daily and forget a pill here or there. But if you're using PrEP on Demand you can't forget to take the pills – there's much less margin for error. I hope you can parse all of that into something that will work for you…

i officially joined the cumdump society, and i want more. i've been fantasizing about taking anon loads for some time, but haven't had the courage to do it. today i went to a sex party, not sure if i would partake or not. i played around, sucked some dick, had my dick sucked, and was mostly in awe of some of the other wildly fucking bottoms. to make a long story short, i was playing with a big dicked, dark skinned dude and he pulled me to a sling. my legs were over my head with no second thoughts. he plowed me long and hard, while other guys watched for a bit. i was kissing a hot asian man, when the first man unloaded in my ass. he said "i'm next" and so he was. unfortunately, the party was winding down, so i dressed and went to the gym. i loved working out with two loads in me. as soon as i got home, i dropped my shorts, pushed out the loads, and gobbled them down thinking of the hotties who gave them to me.

Thanks for all the encouragement,I’m going to add more to the story over the next week. Earlier today I was with two guys, Asian top with a great cock, and a twenty something black guy, really nice, with a lean body and a beautiful uncut cock. He wasn’t into getting fucked today which was fine with me.After some time chatting and getting cloudy , we traded blowjobs, then thh hvE black kid started to work my hole with a series of ever bigger dildos. Ie. Asian guy then had me sit on his cock and ride him. After a few hours I left still horny, not wanting to waste the whole day either. So I went to the gym. When I was getting undressed, I realized I still had on my black leather jock. Despite Viagra earlier, my cock was really shrunken and tiny. Just got the attention and a couple of the guys that I suspect or know are gay. I still was determined to get in a workout but I made it fast. I walked around naked in the locker room ostentatiously car pulling in the drive go to my locker again make sure people know it was there. I went into the sauna, and found one very hot guy. We did a little back-and-forth, he moved his hand to my hole. I quickly stood up in a darker corner, turning my ass to him. In no time he was pounding away, and soon gave me me nice load of cum

dont know.. sry ill be more detailed.. liked the guy i meet a lot.. meet him many times after that since i kind of was in love with him.. he shoved dildos into my throat gave me drugs, booze but made me owe him a lot off money so had to pay off meeting strangers and men he invited who used me while i was at his storage and apartment drugged unconcious but he had control and took the money so we could settle it to pay off dept but was raising each time since was given more drugs each time.. was with him 7 months while run away so i guess i loved him a lot before he moved and kind off left me to 3 men he rented me out to whom told me they bought me off him cheap to pay off my dept for him.. but they had me for 3 months selling me on streets and storage areas who men came to as drop in to get sucked off or fuck my mouth and throat when i passed out between and suck if and when i woke up

sound a lot like me and last sadist who had me with friends or men he invited me to suck but who drugged and gangraped me.. got strangled and passed out 4 times only during 3 hour fuck but few times waking by them fucking my face

Ch4. I have no Idea why I’ve never been in one of these before. That was the thought that kept bouncing around my brain as I went from shaky legged uncertainty to weightless wonderment. The material of the sling moulds to the contours of my back as I feel myself relax onto it. Maybe I was exhausted, or just past caring. I don’t even protest when they strap my legs. I knew I was at their mercy and that was actually thrilling, a feeling of total submission. I was very definitely their toy to enjoy and although I had already proven that in the previous few hours; now I think was a test of limits. Being preoccupied I guess I was unaware of them during the previous fucks I had taken over the bench. They had apparently been watching me the whole time and waiting to bring me into their circle where willing holes were always welcome. The first to line up and slide in doesn’t say anything to me. He just leers down as he swings me along the length of his cock. I stare up at him, my focus split between his hungry gaze and the very prominent biohazard tattoo around his right nipple. I had so much spunk dripping from me by now that I guess it no longer matters who breeds me now. Even if only a few of those loads were poz there was a good chance, after the number of rough poundings I had received, that it was already well on its way to changing me. He speeds up the thrusts and I grunt in response. Despite everything I still need to feel my hole pounded. The pure pleasure is everything that I care about now. The sensations pulsing from my fuckhole cloud my every other judgement. Getting fucked more and more is my every need. He certainly delivers on that. His cock is average; his stamina is amazing. He fucks me for a solid twenty minutes before there’s any change in pace from him. All that time I am just making the animal noises that are forced from me with every thrust of his rigid cock. All that time I beg for him to fuck me harder. Plead with him to breed me again, to shoot more cum into me. I feel him tense as I cry out for his sperm. His fingers dig into my thighs, he shoves into me hard and he holds himself steady. Balls deep inside me his cock pulses another charged load to add to the mix. I sigh in contentment. This is so much more than I came in for but it’s exactly what I had been looking for, I know this now. My silent fucker smiles down at me as he unsheathes his cock from me, pats my arse affectionately and nods once at a job well done. I just collapse back and stare once again at the ceiling waiting for whatever is to come. I don’t have to wait long as I am unstrapped and helped down from the sling by two guys. The bigger of the two is a real daddy type. Broad and strong he holds me up easily and I cling onto him inhaling his musk with a need I have never recognised in myself before. He sits back on a bench and lifts me across his lap which makes me think momentarily that he could be a very bad Santa. I almost ask if he has a gift for me as he lowers me onto his thick cock. It’s a silly question. I already know he does. I lean forward and kiss him tasting tobacco on his tongue. He grabs my arsecheeks with strong hands and begins to lift me up and down as though I were nothing. As wonderful as this fuck is I don’t have time to settle into the rhythm as suddenly the second guy who helped me out of the sling is there behind me. His hard cock rubbing over my already full boycunt. I weakly try to protest but it is clear this was the plan all along and I am held firm as the rubbing becomes a steady pressure and then a POP. The noise I make as my anus is pulled apart by this second cock entering me is somewhere between a sob, a keening and the most lustful moan I have ever produced. My whole body tenses as I am stretched beyond my limits. I wonder just what I must look like straining to cope as I am double fucked between two men who look just like father and son. They alternate thrusts into me sliding their full cocks across each other in their quest to fill me and take their pleasures from my body. The stretching, the movement, the total loss of control. It’s all too much for me and as these two men use me as their shared cocksleeve my own cock erupts. The spasming of my body sets off the younger man behind me and he jams into me with a staccato pumping that coats my inner walls and daddy’s cock with more sperm. He slides out and the daddy under me smiles up and reaches between us. Rubbing the load I have just shot over him he collects it on his fingers then pushes them into my mouth. “Good pussyboy! Nothing like cumming while your cunt is being wrecked to show everyone what you are.” It sounds like a taunt but his expression is genuinely friendly. He means it as a compliment. I am a good hole for him and his friends. As I lap up my own spunk from his fingers he continues to fuck me for several more minutes. I can tell he is getting close by the look on his face. At some point I have taken over without realising the transition. I am riding him hard with almost no effort from him. Pumping my hips to get his cock as far into me as I can as he relishes the soft embrace of my slick channel. He pulls me down and presses his lips to my ear with a growl. “Getting close boy. If you keep riding me you’ll get seeded good.” “I know.” “Those other boys, poz every one.” “I know, I want it.” “Want what?” “Your cum.” “Say it louder.” “I want your cum!” “Louder slut.” “I want your poz cum in me. Fuck it into me!” “Fucking shout it bitch!” “POZ ME! BREED ME! FUCKING USE ME UP!” He grabs me hard and pulls me into a crushing embrace as his cock delivers the toxic sperm these men have made me crave. Kissing me deeply we both shake at the intensity. Both collapsing onto the bench sheened in sweat and cum. The moment broken as a cheer erupts around the room and I am pulled away from this private universe into the now. There are still quite a few men watching my conversion. I am hit by a wave of nervousness. How much more can I take?

Chapter 17 We got back Dr. Manning’s office to find an empty waiting room. “Why don’t you just have a seat and let me see if I can find your uncle. I walked down to his office and stuck my head in, “hey doc.” “Hey, how’d it go?” “I have a question for you first. Just what’s his mom really like?” “My sister?” I shook my head yes. “Honestly she’s a piece of work. I tried to help her out when she was younger but she didn’t want anything to do with me, so I stopped trying. Why, what’d the brat say?” “I think you’ve totally misjudged the kid. He seems pretty good and I think him coming to live with you will be a good thing.” “Huh, So he’s not as bad as my sister said?” I started laughing, “so you decided to take her word without giving the kid a chance?” “Oh fuck you’re right. I am so going to hell.” “Oh honey, according to half the world and a lot of our own kind our twisted motherfucking ways sent us there a long time ago.” He laughed, “good point. Okay I guess I should go meet my nephew for real now. Thanks for talking me off the ledge today.” “Anytime. Thanks for your loads. Wish we had time for a repeat but you should get out there. I’m guessing Matty and Chris took off.” “Yea sorry. They weren’t sure how long you’d be.” “It’s cool. I’m going take off. Let me know if I can help.” I said goodbye to Brandon and told him where and when I started my run every morning. I really didn’t expect to see him but you never know. The next morning at 6am I was up and at the park. I looked around not really expecting to see him but was pleasantly surprised to spot him next to the entrance of the park using a bench to stretch. Oh fuck me! He was wearing tight running shorts that had definitely seen better days. Let’s just say they didn’t leave much to the imagination. “Hey Brandon good to see you.” “You’re sure it’s okay that I join you?” “Absolutely, it’ll be nice to have the company.” He saw me checking out his shorts and started to pull them down a bit self-consciously. “You look hot in those shorts. You’re going to have all the guys chasing after you.” “I know they’re a bit old but they’re my only pair.” “Don’t worry about it honestly you look hot but if you want I can hook you up with some other shorts.” “Thanks but you don’t have to that.” “It’s no problem. What do you say we do this.” He shook his head yes and off we went. He was a great runner. His form was flawless. I dropped back a bit, partially because he was really pushing me, damn youth, and partially because it allowed me to check out his amazing ass. I couldn’t wait to bury my cock deep inside those cheeks. I normally wear a tank top when I run so the top of my biohaz tat is visible and about half way through my run I’ll take it off so there’s no mistaking what I’m offering, but I didn’t want to spook Brandon, so today I just wore a t-shirt, not that he’d even know what the biohaz meant anyway. We finished our run and he looked so sexy. He was sweating a lot so he grabbed the bottom of his shirt to use it as a towel for his face. When he lifted it up I got a peek at his tight stomach covered with a layer of fur. Dear god I needed to find someone to fuck and fast. As we were cooling down he said, “thanks for letting me run with you I really enjoyed that.” “Anytime.” “Umm, So you mentioned you go hiking too?” “Yep, a couple hours outside the city there’s are some great trails. I was planning on going tomorrow if you’re interested.” “Are you sure you don’t mind, I really don’t want to get in the way.” “No it’s cool. It’ll be fun.” We made arrangements for where we were going to met in the morning then said our goodbyes. As I entered my building I noticed my favorite doorman was still working. He worked the evening shift so was usually gone by now. “Hey Manny you’re here late.” “Just leaving now. Covered for one of the guys who was running late this morning.” He looked me up and down and said, “Where’s the tank top today? I miss not seeing your ink peek through on your sexy back.” He winked at me. Manny loved to flirt with anything that moved and it was usually just friendly banter but this morning after spending time with Brandon I was so fucking horny I was didn’t even think twice about taking it further than normal. “Oh sorry about that didn’t now you were looking. Here, how’s this?” I took my shirt off and turned my back to him. I heard him catch his breath. When I turned back around I could see he was starting to get hard. “You know, you’re always welcome to come up and inspect my tats more closely.” He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “if I come upstairs I’m gonna do more than inspect your tats.” I reached down grabbed his hardening crotch and said, “thank god! Let’s go!” The moment the door was closed behind us he pushed me to the floor and ordered me to take his cock out. It was about 7” and pretty thick. I immediately started sucking him off while undoing his pants to get them totally out of the way. “Damn, I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw you man. You’re such a fucking slut, bringing a different guy back to your apartment every night, advertising you’re a bugged up whore on your back for the world to see. Bet you want my strain too don’t you slut?” I was rock hard. I pulled off his dick, dropped my shorts, got on all fours and said, “damn right! Now shove that poz dick deep inside my pussy and make me pay for teasing you with my ass.” He didn’t miss a beat and slammed into me his balls bouncing off my ass. “Harder man, give it to me.” “Fuck yea you like it rough don’t you slut.” “Oh my god yes! Pound me, fucking recharge my ass.” He didn’t last much longer and was soon filling me with his load. His dick plopped out and I immediately cleaned it off. “Damn Manny! Thanks you have no idea how bad I needed that this morning.” “Any time Scotty, only next time you’re fucking me man.” “I think that can definitely be arranged. So you toxic?” “No not right now, I’m undetectable.” “Damn too bad. Nothing hotter than mixing strains.” He had a funny look on his face. “You’re not on meds?” “Nope,” I grinned at him. “Fuck that’s twisted man and extremely hot. So you a gifter?” “Absolutely!” “Damn that’s hot. Been thinking about going off my meds. I have a bud that’s been begging me to knock him up. At first I thought he was crazy but the more he talks about it the more turned on I get. Sick right?” “Yea, you’re asking the wrong person that question. I chased and wouldn’t have it any other way. So I don’t think your buddy’s sick at all and judging by the state of your dick, I’d say your coming around too.” He was rock hard again. “Damn, if I didn’t have to get to work I’d take another load from you.” He looked down at his hard dick and said, “Yea I think you’re right. I’ve got a lot to think about.” I gave him a kiss and hurried to get ready for work.

Chapter 10 I can just imagine what the old security guard in the lobby was thinking as six sweaty guys reeking of cum got off the elevator and proceeded to leave the building at almost 3am. “Late evening doc?” “Hi Chester, you know me. I’m not satisfied until my patients have a positive outcome.” “You’re a good man doc. You shouldn’t work so hard. I hope you boys appreciate the good doctor here, giving up his Friday night.” I looked at the guard trying to keep a straight face. “We absolutely do sir. He’s positively the best.” With that we exited the building as fast as we could before one of us lost it. “What do think Chester would say if he knew just how positive the evening had really been?” Chad asked. “You boys are terrible. Didn’t you hear him tell you that you should be grateful to me?” Adam grinned and said, “oh doc believe me I’m VERY grateful!” “Okay you sluts, home. Now.” Adam, Chad and I started walking in the same direction towards our subway stop. “Hey I have an idea. You and Chad should crash at my place that way we’re altogether and don’t have to worry about coordinating schedules tomorrow.” “Sure Adam, and you wouldn’t have any designs on milking a couple more poz loads from Scotty and me, right?” He tried to look offended that we would even think that about him but he couldn’t hold it and was soon grinning from ear to ear. “Can’t blame a boy for trying. Come on doesn’t a sleepover sound fun?” He was wiggling his eyebrows up and down. “Good god I thought Scotty was a sex fend but he has nothing on you.” I started laughing. “Well what can I say, once you taste poz cum it becomes very addictive. I could go another round.” “Fuck you two are going to be the death of me.” Adam was laughing. “So is that a yes?” “Fuck it let’s do it.” We made our way to Adam’s apartment. Turned out he lives pretty close to Max’s shop so maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all. I mean who needs sleep anyway. We were all naked pretty much the second Adam closed his door. I dove into Adam’s ass eating out some of the many loads he had buried deep inside his cunt. While Adam was busy sucking on Chad’s big dick. Honestly as much fucking as we’d done the last several hours it was amazing we had anything left. But yep I was rock hard again. I used some of the cum from his ass to lube my dick then plowed deep inside. I lost track of time and was soon shooting my load. Damn I’d topped more in one day than I had in months. I pulled out and Adam flipped around to clean me off while Chad took my place fucking the little slut. Chad fucked him like a machine making Adam whine like a bitch in heat. Chad slammed into his ass balls deep and let out a scream as he blasted his load. We all collapsed in a tangle of bodies. Pretty soon I dozed off with Chad’s arm wrapped safely around me. Saturday morning, or I should say afternoon, we made our way to the tattoo parlor. Max was at the front counter when we walked in. He saw us and broke out in a big smile. “You have no idea how hard I’m going to fuck your tight ass today. I hear you’ve become quite the slut. He gave me a big hug and grabbed my ass. God I knew I should have tried to seduce you the first time I saw you.” I gave him a passionate kiss. Fuck he could kiss. He greeted Chad and we introduced him to Adam who was drooling like a fucking fool. Max was about 6’4” not overly muscular but extremely fit and toned. Shoulder length blonde hair, three day stubble, piercings in both ears and he had amazing ink. “Damn you’ve got some new work since I’ve seen you last,” I said. He was wearing a white tank top which showed off full sleeves on both arms. He took off the tank top and turned around to show me his back which was now covered in devil wings, he also had a design down the outside of both legs which looked like it ran all the way from his ankle to his pits. But the one that made me rock hard was a new one on his chest, a very large bio haz on his right pec. “Fuck me that’s beautiful!” “I understand that’s what we’re doing for you today too.” “That’s exactly what he’s here for,” Chad said. “Have you decided where you want it?” “I’m thinking here on my hip,” I said pointing to the area I was considering. “Okay strip and let me take a look.” Now a month ago I’d have been like ‘you want me to do what?’ But now, fuck it. I didn’t even bat an eye. “You, ginger boy,” Max growled in his sexy voice, “you here for moral support or you getting your bio tat too?” “I’m not poz...yet.” “Strip boy,” Max said licking his lips. Adam wasn’t quite so sure but slowly started taking his clothes off. “Hey boy, when an alpha male gives you an order you comply immediately! Understand?” “Yes sir.” He started going a lot faster. Damn I liked this side of Max. “Okay Scott let me see.” I was standing in front of him totally naked. “Damn, I do good work,” he smirked as he looked over his past designs. “Yea with your hairy chest it wouldn’t look the best on your pec. I think you’re right, your hip is a better spot. Turn around. Hey Chad come here for a sec.” Chad and Max were whispering behind my back. “Fuck yeah that’s prefect,” Chad agreed. “Umm guys, what’s perfect?” “None of your concern. Chad here’s paying for it so you don’t need to worry it.” Oh fuck. “Now you ginger boy, front and center. Hands behind your back. Damn I’ve always wanted a ginger of my own. You say you’re still neg?” “Well I was Sir, but not sure after last night.” “How many poz loads you take?” “Honestly I’m not sure sir. I lost count.” “It was probably around ten or so,” Chad said. “That’s a good start. Turn around. Fuck look at that virgin canvas just waiting for its first ink. I’m going to have fun with you. You like being told what to do don’t you ginger?” I saw him start to shake a little but damn if his small cock didn’t start to get hard. “Max noticed and said, “yep that’s what I thought. I think we have a good little sub on our hands.” I think Adam was starting to wonder if maybe he should have stayed in bed instead of coming with us. Max’s business partner Tommy was just finishing up with a customer so when he was done he had him join us. “Boys this is Tommy. He’s almost as good as me,” he said grinning. “Don’t believe a word he says. I taught him everything he knows.” “You wish. Okay as I was saying, Tommy here’s going to take care of Adam while I do Scott.” Tommy, Chad and Max conferred for a few minutes and had evil grins on their faces. Poor Adam. “Scott you’re with me, Adam, follow Tommy and Chad. This won’t hurt too much.”

Thanks for all the comments guys. Chapter 3 Daddy pulled his fingers out of my ass and all rational thoughts left my brain. I’ve never felt so empty. I flipped over on my back raised my legs in the air, looked him in the eye and yelled “fuck me daddy please I need your cock now!” “Not good enough boy. You know what you need to say.” “Please give me your poz dick. I need you to poz my boy pussy now!!! He got an evil grin on his face and said “much better son. I knew I was right about you.” Then he slammed his hard cock deep inside causing me to scream out in shock and pain. He bottomed out and leaned down to kiss me deep. “Good boy. Breathe through the pain you’ll get used to daddy’s cock. I just needed to get inside you fast.” He let me get used to his big cock for a few minutes. All the while he was whispering in my ear telling me what a good slut I was and how he was going to ruin my neg cunt. I started to clamp down on his dick and he grinned and said “looks like you’re ready for the breeding to begin. Time to knock you up son.” He started to pull his cock out and when just the tip was left in my hole he started chuckling. “Mmm damn boy. Looks like I did some damage when I plowed into you. Got some blood on my dick.” “Oh fuck yeah” I moaned. “Knock me up daddy!” “Yeah boy. You like that toxic dick don’t you?” “Yes” I screamed. “Don’t stop, fuck me harder.” “Damn you slut. I’m not going last long. You ready for my 6 day load?” Just then he bottomed out and I could feel his cock spasming over and over shooting his toxic cum deep inside me. I clamped down hard on his cock milking every last drop. He collapsed on top of me leaving his dick buried inside in my ass. “Thank you daddy!” “I’m so proud of you son.” He slowly rolled off me pulling his cock from my not so tight hole. I immediately turned around so I could clean off his dick. I took one look at the pink cum clinging to his dick and couldn’t get it in my mouth fast enough. “Fuck that’s delicious!” “Mmm Good boy clean me off good. Now son be a good boy and keep your mouth on my dick.” All the sudden warm liquid started to fill my mouth. Oh fuck he was pissing down my throat. Oh damn that tasted good. What the hell was happening to me? This morning I was a plain boring vanilla guy who hadn’t been fucked in years and today I’ve taken a raw cock, let him shoot his poz load in me followed by a gut full of piss and I was still hornier than I’d ever been. He finished pissing and I just kept sucking. “Damn you’re a hungry boy. Keep sucking like that and your going to make me hard again.” Oh yeah what a way to motivate me. I could feel his cock starting to grow and was soon rock hard again. “Get on all fours boy.” I quickly assumed the position with my ass in the air wiggling my cunt like a dog in heat “Please fuck me again. I’m so horny.” He stuck the head in and I immediately backed up onto his dick until he was balls deep. “Damn boy, I’ve created a monster. And here I was afraid you might be having second thoughts.” “Need more, knock me up. Make me your poz son. Poz me. Poz me. Poz me.” I kept saying over and over. “This load’s going to take a little while longer slut but don’t worry you’ll have more toxic cum soon. I’m so proud of you son.” Sex had had never been this enjoyable. I wasn’t worried about anything. My little cock was totally soft but leaking so much precum my jock was sopping wet. I hadn’t even touched myself since we started. It was all about my boy pussy and milking every last drop of cum, poz cum, from the hard dick inside me. I don’t know how long he continued to fuck me but after awhile he let out a loud moan, slammed in hard and deep and filled my ass again. We both collapsed on the bed and he rolled me onto my side making sure to keep his dick buried inside me. “Thank you daddy. That was amazing.” He wrapped me in his strong arms. I drifted off to sleep feeling safe and extremely satisfied. I’m not sure how long I was asleep for but I woke up and heard this low moaning sound. Then realized it was coming from me. Daddy’s was hard again and slowly moving his cock in and out of me. “Mmm good my boy’s awake. I just can’t get enough of your cunt boy.” He reached around and placed his hand on my jock and squeezed. “Damn son did you cum.” “No sir, that’s just precum.” He stuck his fingers inside my jock and coated them in my juice. He stuck them in my mouth to clean off. I sucked his fingers just as he started to give me load number three. After a few minutes he slowly pulled his softening cock from my dripping boy pussy. “Clench tight son. Don’t want you to lose a drop. Roll over onto your stomach. I’ll be right back.” I could see him come back into the room carrying a butt plug. He got up on the bed. “Lift up a bit son. Let me in your jock, I need some lube.” He chuckled. He rubbed the plug in my precum then shoved it in my cunt. “Don’t want anything to leak out. Need to let my swimmers do their job.” I flipped over on my back and looked up at this hot daddy who had just changed my life. “Thank you sir! I had no idea how much fun cleaning out a house could be.” He got that evil grin on his face again. “How long you in town for son?” “Two weeks sir.” “Mmm good. I think that’s about how long it’s going to take to finish this project.”

Part 4 - Jacob The Designer Luckily this morning was only partially naked just wearing shorts, strangely though I didn't feel so awkward or embarrassed today, it was like I had new found confidence. As I came round the screen I caught a side on glimpse of the man, he looked to be in his 30's, fairly tall quite muscular build under his perfectly fitted suit and groomed to perfection, his black hair styled to suit his face and even his beard was sexy. At first he paid no attention to me but engaging with Patricia over getting a new model for his male underwear range. Patricia was trying to juggle him and me and she excused herself coming over to assist as the shorts were not sitting right. Eddie and the man said hello and kissed each other on the cheeks. Then our eyes met across the studio as I took the full sight of him in, he was drop dead gorgeous and exuded masculinity and sexual appeal. I must have blushed as he started walking over towards me still talking to Patricia but his eyes were now focused on me, it felt like he was sexing every part of me the way he looked me over carefully and so obviously. "Jacob I will see what I can do but you need to reign in your expectations" Patricia said getting annoyed. His eyes still on me "That simply won't do" he paused looking at me "I want him" he said making her turnaround. Patricia looked at me "No he is not right for your brand, to inexperienced" she said moving my arm. Jacob smiled at me "I want him so make it happen" he didn't wait for an answer, he turned and walked out. Eddie laughed from the other side of the room "You can't win Patty". "You are friends with him so tell him he can't have him" she replied turning to look at Eddie. Eddie snapped a picture of Patricia "No can do, he has made up his mind. Anyway a trial won't hurt" he said. Patricia huffed "Designers Tom, they just want everything and mostly never happy with what they get". "She says the same about me Tom" Eddie said walking over. "Your just difficult Eddie, good thing your good at your job" she said trying to stifle her laugh. "Don't pick on Eddie he is the perfect gentleman" I replied and Eddie coughed hiding his laugh. Patricia looked at me "Oh that is great now models are sticking up for Eddie" she shook her head "what ever next...". I was struck since it was the first time she actually referred to me as a model. Enter Jacob the designer, he would be the second most influential and very instrumental person in my life after Brad. Now don't get me wrong Eddie was instrumental in a different way and one I lied to hold close to my chest. Patricia's phone pinged just as she finished adjust my shorts, she read the message briefly smiling then looked at me. "Well Tom, you have your first rebook for one of the department stores" she said "congratulations". "Eh" I said forgetting my manners "Sorry what does that mean" I asked looking confused. Eddie walked over "More money" he said getting ready to start shooting. Patricia rolled her eyes "It means they like what you did last time and they want you on a formal basis". "More money" Eddie repeated chuckling "That's quick though" he said looking at her. She smiled at me "You have just jumped nearly all my models" she said "well done and thank you Eddie". I didn't know how big a thing that was, mostly models were just provided by Manon and only around 4 of her top models where specifically requested formally and I just got a ticket in to the top 5 models. We worked hard and before I left for lunch and my flight back to Texas Patricia came back to the studio and said I was needed back in LA next Monday for 3 days again. I wasn't sure if I had done something to upset here or if she knew about Eddie and I as she quickly went back to her office. Steve and I went downstairs and across the road to grab a salad and sat outside in the sunshine. "So now I know your gay, how was it with you and Eddie?" Steve asked facing me. I blushed "Incredible, I never expected him to stay with me last night" I replied "Hot body" I continued. "All the years I have worked with him, he has never bedded a model before. You must have something on him" Steve sounded a little jealous. "Please don't let this come between us" I said to Steve "did I upset Patty?" I asked him. Steve chuckled "No, Jacob did that. Apparently he has asked, well demanded you next week" he said. "Yeah, she wasn't that enthused about it" I said "although don't you think he is quite sexy?" I asked. "Oh yes" Steve laughed "he never strays though. And don't worry you and Eddie won't come between us". We returned back to the office and I managed to say good bye to Eddie who was busy and just nodded and winked. On my way to the airport I got a text from him apologising he couldn't say goodbye properly, he also said he hoped that us having sex would not prevent them from being friends first and foremost. It was a side to him I never could have imagined from when I first met him. As usual the midweek flight at 4pm wasn't overly busy, I walked through the boarding gate and hot to the aircraft doors wondering if Mike would be on the flight. As passengers file through to their seats I saw a female attendant, my first thought was how boring the flight was going to be without the eye candy. She checked my boarding pass and pointed me towards the seat, as I said I was getting good at this and managed to get row 7 again on the aisle. I settled down in my seat and looking through the music on my phone deciding what to listen to for 3 hours. "Well good afternoon 7C, nice to see you again" Mike said standing behind my seat. I turned and smiled "Hey, I didn't think you were on here, your not up at the door" I replied sounding stupid. Mike smiled "Training a new girl" he replied looking at her "So is this you going home or to work?" he asked. "Home, just finished work and now I have to catch up of my studying" I replied. "Studying?" he looked surprised learning forward "how old are you?" he asked in shock. I laughed "19, and you?" I asked him as he moved to let a passenger past. "24 but if you tell anyone I will kill you" he laughed patting the headrest of my seat and going to the front. It's those strange things in life that you never understand, seeing Mike on the flight was nice and almost made me feel at home although we didn't really know each other. I watched him going through a long ream of paper then writing something down on it and handing it to the despatcher who had just stepped on board. He then spoke to his trainee who nodded her head and started walking down the plane stopping at my seat. "Good afternoon Mr Miller, we have a seat for you in first class if you would like to follow me" she said. I stood up "Thanks that is very nice of you" I replied following her blushing so hard I thought my face would erupt. "We like to reward our loyal passengers" she said showing me to seat 1F. Okay so it looks like being nice does have some pay off in life. It goes without saying I was extremely well looked after and had a lovely meal, Mike even allowed me a glass of champagne since I was still to young to drink, officially that is. About two hours in to the flight I could see Mike and his trainee finishing service and cleaning up, he brought me a sparkling water over when they were done. "Mr Miller how is your flight" Mike said handing my the drink. Grinning "Perfect, really thank you for this" I said but Mike just waved a hand as if it was nothing. "What do you do in LA if you don't mind me asking?" he asked catching me off guard and unsure what to say incase it was lame. "Oh, you probably think it is stupid but I kind of do modelling" I replied. Mike didn't look surprised "Okay that figures" he replied smiling. I shrugged my shoulder "What figures?" replying looking very confused. Mike chuckled "Come on look at you, your so good looking and fit" he said quietly "What do you model?" he asked. "I will show you" I stood up and got my rucksack and pulled the folder out and opened it for him. Mike ran his finger of the photo and smiled "I would buy that suit but only because you wore it" he said. He showed the photo to his trainee who appeared just as taken by it. They started preparing the cabin for landing and Mike asked when I was flying back to LA, I showed him my flight details and he looked on his phone nodding and telling me he was rostered on that flight. He only did the Dallas to LA route as most other cabin managers didn't like doing the route but for Mike, he knew so many regulars, but most of them never get upgraded as it causes problems. Brad was at the airport to meet me and we stood chatting for a few minutes whilst he got a coffee for the drive back to Medina. Mike came through the arrivals door and walked over wishing me a good weekend and that he would see me Monday morning. Brad looked at me and chuckled so I had to explain it wasn't what he was thinking. Needless to say the entire journey home he went on and on about Mike constantly. Back in Texas for a few days I did an internet search on Jacob and found his name was Jacob Jansen very popular fashion designer and married to a man called Marcus and they both ran Jacob Jansen Fashion, the logo was simple it was two letter J's back to back. I couldn't believe how much a pair briefs cost though, you could buy at least 10 for the price but I guess you pay for the brand name and prestige of wearing them. Brad stayed home for the weekend which cheered me up no end and we spent every minute together, going in to town and sitting by Medina river although the weather was now starting to turn and got colder. We talked about the modelling and Jacob, to my surprise Brad had actually heard of the designer. The Sunday afternoon we sat by the river, I read a little but Brad seemed distracted and not really in to it, I put the book down and turned on to my stomach resting on me elbows and looked at him. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" I asked "is it Melinda?". Brad nodded "She is getting serious again" he replied picking a long stem of grass and tickling my arm with it. There it was again he kept doing these little things that aroused me and I wondered if he knew that "Marriage?" I asked him. "Yeah, and kids" he replied "I don't know if I want to be tied down like that" Brad said hitting me with the stem. I looked ahead "I can't help you on that bro" I said "but it's not fair on her if you keep dithering not knowing what you want in life". "I know" he said sounding exhausted "enough about me, what about you?" he asked changing the subject. "What do you mean?" I replied dithering myself. Brad laughed "Are you still a virgin or do I need to get you laid?". I chuckled "And where are you going to find someone?" I asked then paused looking at him. He sat upright "You have haven't you, you got laid?" he asked and I nodded "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?". I shrugged my shoulders "It's not something I want to talk about". Brad pounced on top me "I thought we were close enough to be honest with each other" he said head locking me. I giggled more out of wanting him to hump me than anything "I know". I told him all about Eddie, not in graphic detail except for me blowing him then puking which he seemed to find totally amusing and gave him something new to latch on to. He seemed happy that I finally was letting myself go and exploring things. It niggled at me the rest of the day, something was telling me he was a little jealous but I put it down to the reaction over the gay thing and he not understanding. Brad got up early to drive me to the airport before he went to work since my flight was at 7am. Dropping me off he made me promise to facetime him on Tuesday evening and I joined he queue for security. Boarding started and I waited a while to let the mad people get on first who thought the plane would leave without them if they didn't get on first. I joined the queue and they scanned my boarding pass, the gate agent looked at the screen for a moment then wrote 1F over the seat number, she smiled and pointed it out to me being discreet and I just nodded and smiled back. There he stood bright eyed and cheery, more than be said for me as I hated early mornings. "Welcome on board Mr Miller, 1F I believe" he said pointing to my seat. "Morning Mike, thanks" I said giving him a smile and leaving him to finish the boarding process. The flight was busy in first class so I didn't get much chance to chat with Mike, he wrote down my return flight details when he had a few minutes. Disembarking the flight he quickly apologised and said hopefully Wednesday we could chat a bit more. I was surprised to see Steve at the airport waiting for me. He admitted he missed having his new friend around and I hugged him at the airport in front of everyone. Wow I was getting brave I laughed to myself as we headed to the car park. The drive was crap with all the traffic and we headed up in the elevator, the doors opened and I only just managed to get out when Eddie pulled me towards the studio saying I had to get ready quickly, not even a hello or anything from him. A dressing assistant was present and handed me two boxes, I ran my fingers over the two embossed letter J's, I knew then that Jacob had got his way with Patricia. Opening the box I muttered oh crap as I saw it contained underwear, well if you could call the skimpy bit of fabric underwear. The dressing assistant chuckled and told me they are jock straps when I complained they were missing the behind bit. Eddie laughed having appeared and sent the dressing assistant out and fetch Jacob. She stomped off and Eddie rushed over nearly knocking me over to kiss me 'Fuck I missed you Tom' he said then composed himself. I knew there was nothing in this as Eddie made it clear he was in no way looking for romance he liked sex and he loved his boyfriend but stuff on the side was okay since his lover lived in New York. Which is great but random acts like this still gave me a massive boner and there was no way I could put the underwear on just now. "Can I see you tomorrow?" Eddie asked. I folded my shirt up "Depends, only if you stay over" I replied "I enjoyed being in bed with you". "Yes I will stay over maybe even fuck you twice if you can handle it" he kissed me and went around the screen. So this wasn't going to be a one off I thought to myself grinning, but then apart from having his body next to and on top of me I actually liked him as a person, much to the annoyance of the other gay male models who tried everything to get him in bed but he just showed no interest. One male model in particular was the one I had to watch, his name was Eric and I underestimated him big time. Jacob came in with Patricia who was not overly happy as it was a dead range she told me, they then had to explain that a dead range was a design that didn't sell very well but Jacob was adamant it was Patricia's fault she dissed him saying it was bad design. Still embarrassing enough knowing that I only had weird piece of underwear on under the dressing robe as I walked around the screen. Jacob was already sat there next to Patricia who had her unamused look of her lips pursed. I dropped the robe and hung it over the back to the chair, Jacob stood and walked towards me and indicated for me to turn around. It felt like a medical exam as he checked over every inch of my body and then he smiled and nodded to Patricia, she smiled in relief and took him off to her office. As soon as the shoot was finished I put the robe on and Eddie told me to stay put and left me sat there alone in the studio, unsure what to do I waited until they all appeared again but this time the designer had a box of different style of underwear. By the time the shoot ended at 2pm I was shattered not realising how exhausting or demanding Jacob was, clearly Patricia hated having designers in the studio during photo shoots. Jacob was packing the garments back in to boxes then walked over and handed them to me 'Thank you, these are for you to keep' he smiled. Jacob kissed Patricia on the cheek 'Amazing' was all he said and to her, Patricia waited for me to finish changing and walked with me to the elevator. "Well today has gone better than anyone expected" she told me. I smiled "No one gives much away so I have no idea how I am doing with you" I replied. She laughed and smiled "I will have a 5 year contract drawn up" she said as we walked. Seth had already advised me what to do in this situation "Can we discuss this in 11 months" I replied. She stopped and looked at me "Don't run before you can walk" she warned me. I looked at her "I am just not sure if this is what I want to do" I said. She seemed convinced and smiled "Your first fee has already been transferred to your bank account" she said. I really should have read the contract properly "Fee?" I asked. She smiled "Yes apart from a salary you get a 10% commission on the fee we charge the client". I nodded "Oh right". "Only if they are happy with the results" She went on to explain "It might change your mind" she said smiling. In the car back to the hotel I opened my banking app and checked nearly choking when I saw $5,000 deposited by Manon International. My mood had really brightened up thinking how much money was in my account, I kept closing the app and reopening it to double check it wasn't a mistake. Back at the hotel I must have smiled all the way through my shower and workout. I wrapped a towel around me and walked back in to the room, 4pm was to early to eat so I put the TV on flicking through the channels when there was a knock at the door. Not expecting anyone since I was meeting Eddie tomorrow after work, I rushed over to the peep hole and saw Jacob standing there, I leaned back against the wall 'oh fuck' I said to myself interrupted by him knocking again. I opened the door slightly just so I could peek through the crack. "What are you doing here?" I asked nervously. "I want to take you to dinner" he said looking at me through the crack in the door. Looking at him "How did you know where to find me?" I asked. Jacob laughed "A little bribery to Steve in the form of underwear and he sings like a canary". "I really don't know you" I replied debating to close the door. "Tom from Texas let me in for gods sake" Jacob demanded "or I will cause a scene outside your door". I chuckled and opened the door letting him in "Why do you want to take me to dinner?" I asked him. Jacob walked in to the room "I will speak to Patricia about getting you a better hotel" he said ignoring my question. I closed the door "Is your husband in town as well?" I asked turning to face him, unsure why I even asked that. "I see you have done some homework" he said laughing "so am I taking you out to dinner?" he asked again. I walked in to the room "Okay" I surrendered holding my hands up but actually I quite liked him. Grabbing a shirt from the closet and putting it on Jacob looked at me "Is that what your wearing?" he asked. I smiled "JC Penny's finest" I replied and Jacob laughed putting his hand on my shoulder. "Okay so we make a little detour before dinner" he said "Can't have you dining in shorts you will ruin my reputation" he laughed. His limousine was waiting outside the hotel causing much attention by people on the sidewalk and in the hotel. A few people in the lobby recognised Jacob and snapped pictures of us both leaving the hotel, little did I understand about fame and how innocently him taking me out to dinner can be twisted in to all sorts of suggestive narratives. Jacob asked all about me in the limo as we drove, I told him about the town in Texas where we live near and all about the Medina ranch and river and how perfect the place was. The limousine stopped outside a very posh looking boutique store that was quite busy. I looked at Jacob who smiled and said 'don't worry I am not a monster despite what Patricia might think', stepping out the limo I saw the two gold letter J's above the store front and knew immediately it was his store. Walking inside there was gasps from the customers as they saw the designer enter, the manager dropped what he was doing and came over. Jacob greeted him and introduce me to him explaining I need a casual but stunning suit for dinner. The manager laughed and reminded Jacob that they only stocked stunning suits. "I don't need clothes Jacob" I protested to him being ushered in to a private dressing room. Jacob smiled "I didn't say you did, I want to give you something for a good job today" he explained. I laughed "I stood and got photographed" I said to him. Jacob put his arm around my shoulder "Your so funny, I see why Eddie likes you". I stopped and looked at him "What do you mean?" I asked sounding a little upset. He smiled "Word on the street is Eddie was patient with you it upset Eric but then he is a nasty bit of stuff on the inside". "Oh" I said calming down "he called me a fucking amateur" I replied. Jacob chuckled "He forgets he was an amateur once. But he has blown any chance of working with me now for calling you that". By the time we left the boutique I felt like a million dollars dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, wearing JJ's underwear, socks and shoes. Jacob had been on the phone to his husband sending him pictures of me wearing one of his suits, I was a little dazed by all of this but Jacob was very open and honest saying he kept Marcus informed of everything as the media took things and put a spin on everything. I joked with him that he was trying to get me in bed, truth be told I hoped he was but he smiled and told me he was completely faithful to his husband. We dined in a haunt of many celebrities who would pop by and ask for him to dress them for the awards season, sitting there with my mouth open throughout dinner at the number of famous people who casually walked up to him. Jacob apologising for the continuous interruptions. One thing I learnt about Jacob was that he didn't style celebrities for award shows, if they wanted to wear one of his creations they had to pay and pay through the nose. He never gave them freebies as they had the money to buy his clothes, this way everything kept a much higher price tag and demand. That evening I spent with him would be where I made my first real friend in the world of fashion who would stick by me after things went sour, I know I was friends with Steve but I classed him as my gay friend and didn't see him as in the fashion world. The drive back to my hotel Jacob finished off a text to his husband. He turned to me "I have loved every minute being with you. Meeting someone genuine is refreshing". I blushed and chuckled "Thank you for taking me out I had a great time" I said leaning back in the seat. "Hope you don't mind if I hang out with you when I am in town" he suggested smiling at me. I nodded "I think I would like that, I mean to be friends with you" I replied stumbling my words. Jacob laughed and leaned over kissing me on the cheek "Only friends, if you need any clothes call me" he said. I smiled "Even this is way to much" I said running my hand down the smooth fabric covering my leg. Jacob shook his head "No it isn't, anyway you look as hot as fuck in that suit". I chuckled "Hmm I wonder who designed it, probably a rip off" I said feeling Jacob punch my arm playfully. "Get out" he laughed "you have my number, call me if you ever need anything" he said seriously. I suppose it may have been just one of those things when you say yes of course I will blah blah but never call, this wasn't the case with Jacob. Everyone at Manon International liked to tell you how difficult designers are to work with except when they are getting free clothes. I suppose he was no different to them but to me he would become Jacob my friend, a person I could really trust and eventually play a important part of my life. Tuesday Patricia was finalising the shoots I did with Jacob's underwear or as I would call them 'Jacob Straps'. He had given me so many of them yesterday that I gave Steve around 6 of them who smiled and hugged me, exclaiming he would have no trouble getting guys wearing these. To much information I told him as we headed off for lunch. That afternoon I did a few more shoots for some tailored shirts. Patricia came in the studio and showed me the photographs that were already on line modelling Jacob's dead range and said they were putting the same advertising campaign behind it as before. I just nodded and smiled but loved the photographs Eddie had taken, it was hard to pin it down, somehow he managed to capture me in some very sensual way that just looked hot. Eric had wandered in from his photo shoot in Studio B with a different photographer and looked at the screen 'Nice' he said and wandered off talking to Patricia. His arms clasped tight around my body as he carried me across the bedroom and dropped me on the bed, I was giggling so much I hiccupped several times, my underwear tenting from my erection and feeling so horny and turned on by him. Eddie kneeled over me as I looked up at his naked body the giggling finally stopped and my hand reached up and held his hard cock. I leaned up and closed my mouth around the head gently teasing it and licking it like a melting lolly. "You sure you want to do that again, if so I will get a bucket?" Eddie said with a cheeky smile on his face. I kneeled up looking in to his eyes "Are you trying to be funny?" I said forcing my mouth on to his. Eddie pushed me away "You know I would rather fuck you" he said holding my arms "and you have kept me waiting to long". I laughed and collapsed on the bed pulling him down "Do you want me as a friend or someone to fuck?". "Both" Eddie replied "I am greedy and I need to fuck The Model Called Tom" he chuckled. He was quick and he was good, my reaction was to slow, possibly on purpose. Eddie had my legs up and his tongue at my hole waking my body up I wriggled and moaned in pleasure feeling his tongue working me good. Kissing my body he worked up to my neck and eventually my mouth, deliberately putting me in a missionary position his hand stroked along my body and rounded my ass. He positioned his cock against my hole and gently began prising it open. 'Uh' I moaned feeling the pain as his head slipped through the outer ring. He stopped pushing and kissed me, my hand roaming over his arms and back letting me get use to his cock for several minutes. He looked me in the eye and I nodded watching the smile grow on his face leaning forward feeling hips lips press against mine. My hand gripped his arms and my back arched slightly off the bed as I felt more of his cock easing deeper in to my body. The little pain I felt was over shadowed by the pleasure surfacing and enveloping my body. It was strangely so different, he hips moved in a steady pace, our mouths sealed together in a very long sensuous kiss, holding on to each other it felt so perfect. To all intense and purpose this was no fuck, Eddie actually made love to me, I knew it and he knew it. It was slow and very erotic, I could feel every inch of him inside me building up with every lovingly delivered thrust. I could sense every change in his body and he began to show signs of reaching his climax. He kissed deeper and his hips picked up speed the sounds of his balls hitting my ass providing the back ground ambience. I moaned into his mouth my tongue on his my hands moving around his back holding him closer, my mouth filling with a rush of his air as he groaned deeply his eyes squinting and his hips pushed up hard forcing his cock deeper in to my body. His arms around my body and neck tightened his body going rigid, breaking the kiss he held my head close to his pushing up hard causing me to cry out in ecstasy, the feeling of his cock twitching in my ass reverberated down to my cock sending me over the top, without touching myself I came, my legs clamped around Eddie's waist and my eyes closed. I felt his mouth kissing me erratically across my face looking for my mouth which opened and received so welcomingly, holding him so tight I didn't want to let him go. I woke in the morning face to face with Eddie watching him sleep. I wasn't in love with him you have to understand that, but the sex we had that last evening was so powerful and intense, Eddie would only ever get that from his partner and me. For me it would only ever be matched by one other person. I arrived for my last shoot in the morning as I was booked on the 4pm flight back in the afternoon. I didn't know when or even if I would be coming back. Patricia called me in to her office and threw a paper in front of me, the title read 'Fashionista JJ and who?' underneath was a picture of Jacob and me leaving the hotel the night we had dinner. She sat there in silence looking at me, I explained that he wanted to take me for dinner as a thank you for the shoot during the day. She warned me not to get involved and tangled up with Jacob, it wasn't healthy mixing business with pleasure. I apologised to her, she told me she would speak to Jacob about it as well. My chat with Patricia had revealed the businesswoman inside who was ruthless and demanding, she called the shots and pulled the strings to the point where people didn't like to cross her. I never knew what went on between Jacob and Patricia but rumour has it that he threatened to dump her agency if she tried pulling a stunt like that again. Patricia reminded him on the contractual clause about designer and model, as much as she didn't want to enforce the clause she would if needed. My main concern would be if she found out about Eddie and me. Steve waved my flight details "Your back next Wednesday" he said crossing the reception. "Oh really, great" I said walking over to him. Steve held the paper back "For some reason your booked in to the Fairmont Miramar at Santa Monica". He handed the papers to me "Oops, I think that was Jacob's doing" I said looking at him. Steve laughed "You will be here for a week, so can we hang out over the weekend sometime?". I smiled and hugged him "Of course" I said seeing Patricia and Eddie came out of the studio. Patricia called over "See you Wednesday afternoon" disappearing in to her office. Eddie walked over towards me giving me a cheeky kiss and hug "See you next week" he said and looked at me. I smiled "You bet" I replied as Eric came out of the studio and glanced in my direction nodding his head. I couldn't be sure but maybe Eric was getting friendlier towards me. He was incredibly arrogant and Steve hated being in the same room with him, but he did have a bit of a sexy side to him. Steve warned me that Eric was quite the fuck machine and bedding anyone who gave him the time of day. Interestingly Steve said his previous boyfriend took a restraining order out against him on the grounds of obsessive behaviour but rumour has it was his boyfriends wandering eye that caused the problems. Mike stood at the door and smiled seeing me walk down the airbridge towards the aircraft and put me in seat 1F. Having time to chat to him on this flight as his trainee was with him again I showed him some more shots and gave him a pair of Jacob Jansen underwear still in their box. He looked utterly surprised and thought I had spent money buying them until I explained that the designer Jacob had given way to many after doing a shoot for him. I had a whole week before going back to LA and arranged to meet up with Mike at the weekend. As usual Brad was getting a coffee and I watched to see if Mike would come through as I knew this was always his last flight of the day, sure enough he appeared just as Brad got his coffee. He walked over to say goodbye and I introduced him to Brad. We hadn't decided where to meet until Brad suggested he come down to Medina and the ranch. The weekend turned out to be a lot of fun and Brad got on well with Mike, clearly Mike and I flirted but kept it very plutonic as we seemed to have a lot in common. Mike would come down to Medina several times even when I wasn't there to visit Brad as a friend to him as well, it was a break from Melinda which really kept him from being pushed in to decisions he didn't want to make. Mike would turn out to be a great friend with benefits (airline ones of course).

I was on holiday just before Christmas and met a couple in the resort we were at. There was some intense chemistry between me and one of the couple. The first time he bred me in a sling and he just bent over and asked: “Please may I cum inside?”. I was kind of taken by surprise as I accepted it as a given and answered in the affirmative. Every time after that he asked first and I was really taken by this polite request.

A city park at night, followed a guy into the trees and he pulled a gun on me, and made me produce my I.D. Turns out he was a cop on a stake out. He actually told me they were looking for a van of a certain color, and instructed me to walk back out the way I came in and to get out of the park. As I left, he was on his walkie talkie saying I was coming out and I was not the target. As I left the park, I actualy saw the van he told me about. Next day it was in the news about a man busted with a van full of cocaine. Two days later, the cop knocked on my door. We dated for 6 months.