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Day 3, Part 7 "Fuck me, son, and give me some of that highly charged youthful essence" Les told Andy. Andy muttered "Oh fuck yeah" stroking his cock before he slammed into Les's ass seconds later. The group on the other side of the fire watched intently, interrupted only by a swig, hit or drag. Most gave an occasional tug to their junk as their cocks started to stiffen. Ken called Colin over and said to him "You're after Andy. You better fuck and breed my partner good or you'll regret it." Colin hurried over and got behind Andy, wanking his cock to full hardness. Ken got up and went to his tent, coming back with a canvas bag and sitting back down on the log next to the fire. The grunts and groans from Eric, Chris, Les and Andy drowned out the crackling of the fire. Eric and Andy started to thrust with a feverish pace until Eric finally slammed in and unleashed a gush of cum into Chris's hole. Andy fucked a few more minutes until he too was filling Les's guts with his seed. Eric savored the feeling of the loose, cummy hole for a few moments and then pulled out and letting Billy take over. Andy stood up and smiled at Colin who was nervously waiting. Colin crouched down and pushed his hard cock into Les's well used hole. Andy walked over to Eric and was talking with him quietly while Billy and Colin fucked away. Less than ten minutes after he started, Colin was moaning as his cum pumped into Les. "Is that it, boy?" Les asked. "Sorry, sir. That's all I have right now" Colin replied. Ken had been watching closely and then barked out "Colin... Over here, NOW!" Colin ran over and stood in front of Ken. "Don't move" Ken commanded. All eyes were on them as Ken reached into the bag. Pulling out the smaller cage he quickly locked it on to Colin's cock. Colin gasped as his foggy mind realized what was happening. "No more fucking until I say so" Ken barked. A few of the guys chuckled and PJ got up and walked over to Les, dropping his shorts and then stroking his cock. PJ started fucking Les just as Billy began to empty his balls inside Chris. Billy pulled out, fingering some of the leaking cum back into Chris's battered hole. Once he was out of the way, Andy kneeled and slid his hard cock into Chris. Andy leaned over Chris's back and whispered into his ear "Consider this a bonus gift." Andy and PJ fucked and fucked, matching each other's pace and grinning back at each other until PJ pointed at Andy and asked "You ready?" Andy nodded and the two pounded their bottoms harder for a few seconds before adding more hot semen to the hungry holes. Andy added three more marks to Chris's back and headed back to his camp chair. The group stayed around the campfire until early in the morning talking, drinking and smoking. One by one they headed off to their tents and crashed. Inside Colin and Chris's tent the two laid there for a few minutes. The silence was broken by Colin saying "This is all your fuckin' fault. I should be fuckin your brains out instead of havin' this damn cage on my fuckstick." "It's your own fault, Colin. Maybe Billy's a little bit too. Just don't be a dick tomorrow and maybe they'll take it off" Chris replied before falling asleep. Marks on Chris's back: ///X ///X ///X ///X ///X ///X ///X // (37)

The coolness of the Crisco on my hole feels so good but little did I know the Crisco was loaded to Miss Tina. The guest has 4 fingers in me when I start to feel the Tina starting to work and I want that fist in me so badly now. This his hand being bigger than I have taken before I know I'm being stretched wider but the Tina is making my hole so hungry as I want more. Mr. Benson is fucking the waiter by the window as we are on the ground floor and people can see look in which adds to the excitement of showing the world what slut I am. I can see his hand disappear and half of his forearm is in me when he starts to pump me really hard as I'm in chastity and my dick straining against the cage this is torture for me. When he pulls out the feeling of being so empty and wanting my hole full again. The guest tells Mr. Benson your boy needs his hole fuck for hours and he knows the place and the men who take care of me. Mr. Benson he is a slut and that would be really nice as he has been a good boy and needs it. Before we leave I'm given a heavy slam as the guest gives me a card and I'm to give it to the concierge at the desk. We get to this building that has to have been a government building of some type built 200 years ago. They tell me get out of the car and go to the door and open it. I'm all tweak up as I open the door and at the desk this very tall man is there. He ask can I help you in the most sexy English voice I have ever heard and his piercing blue eyes looking at me. I hand him the card and he says O you are the one we have been waiting for. He ask me the following questions. Are you on meds: No Are you POZ: Yes When was the last time you were given a load: 1 Hour ago Was it a POZ Load: I don't know So you take any loads: Yes Do you do drugs: Yes When was the last time: I was slammed right before I came here He tells me to strip and to give him my clothes as he puts them is the garbage and says you won't be needing them again. He puts a pink arm band on my right arm, then says you will be here for the next 72 hours, you will be fed a constant flow of drugs to keep you awake and your hole begging to be filled, you can't refuse and loads, dicks or fist for if you do you will be castrated. I ask can my chastity be removed, he is laughing and says NO, Then hands me these pills to take and for me to bend over as he puts something in my hole. He escorts me to a door then tells me the room is small and dark and I'm to wait there until the other door is opened.Once inside the room is dark like he said but through the other door you can hear some sounds, what ever he put in my hole is burning me up. It like 10 minutes before the each on the door is opened. There is a small red light and my arm bans is reacting to the light, there has to be 50 men is this room as it smells of SEX , CUM and PISS, the floor is sticky to my feet as I try to move around with out tripping. Someone grabs my arm and tells me to squat down and suck his dick. I can taste the cum on it as it must have come out from someone hole, I feel a fingers in my ass and they are working my hole, the one who's dick I'm sucking says get on all fours and shoves his dick in me, this feels so good as I'm moaning like a bitch in heat as someone puts a dick in my mouth. This goes on for some time then I'm feeling like I'm going to crash as I brought over to a hole in the wall he says stick your are in, I do I feel a prick of the needle and the rush of a slam. I'm brought to another rood that is like a shower stall and a fire hose is turned on me with very cold Water , they say what's next for me is they want a clean whore for what's coming. The room has very bright lights, this man dress in leather comes over and starts to inspect me as he has a clip board, he is looking at the brand on my ass then says very nice and welcome to the slave retreat. We are going to work on your hole for the next few hours and film for the world what faggot slut you are.

Day 4, Part 2 Chris walked over, pushed his board shorts down and kneeled over the large plastic cooler. Ken was right in front of him and once he was down, tied his wrists together and then tied them to the handle on the end of the cooler. Walking behind him, Ken kicked Chris's feet apart and crouched down, spitting on his hole before shoving his now rigid cock in. Chris yelled out, not prepared for the sudden intrusion. Ken slowly pulled back and thrust in again, knocking the wind out of Chris. The pace picked up slowly and after a few minutes Ken was drilling Chris's hole. He leaned down and told Chris "As much as I like fuckin' n breeding these straight guys, doin' a good queer like you feels so much better." Chris looked around and the rest of the group was now standing around watching him get fucked. His cock was as hard as it could get inside the cage and while it hurt, he ignored it, wanting Ken's pounding to keep going. It only lasted a few more minutes and Ken shoved in hard and started to cum. Chris felt the cock throb inside him and then the warmth of the cum fill him up. He moaned loudly and said "Thank you, sir" as the last spurts shot out. Les was next and he fucked just as hard as Ken had. Other than a few grunts and growls Les didn't say anything until after his load was deposited. "Thanks, boy. That's one hot ass" he said as he pulled out and walked away. Steve kneeled down, dragging the tip of his cock in the cum that was oozing out of Chris's hole. He slowly pushed in and moaned as Chris flexed his hole around the shaft. Steve always leaked precum and this fuck was no different. With Chris massaging his cock with his ass, the pre was mixing with Les and Ken's juices. Steve may have been skeptical when PJ wanted to bring Chris on the trip, but he wasn't any more. Chris was working his cock so well that Steve really wasn't fucking too hard. He knew he had to shoot soon so that the other guys could add their seed to Chris's cunt. His hips rocked and he built up speed, willing his cock to shoot. Ropes of hot jizz pumped into Chris's ass, getting him even sloppier. Steve leaned over and told Chris quietly "I'm sure you're one of us now. Don't worry, we got your back."

Part 2 - Social Blending Oliver stopped a few hundred meters from the Loeb Boathouse in Central Park taking a sip of water waiting for his friends to catch up. It was sweltering hot and they had been running for nearly an hour. Stretching his legs against the bench Liam caught up with him huffing and puffing and whinging about the heat. He plonked himself down on the bench drinking some water. "Did you give any more thought about the trip?" Liam asked placing the cap on his water bottle. Oliver stopped stretching "Stuck on a ship for seven days" he said looking at Liam "I guess it will be quiet". Liam chuckled "Quiet or busy, depends what you want to do" he replied smirking "or who you want to do". Oliver stood up straight and smiled "I could do with a break from New York" he said sitting down. "You never know you might even find true love on there" Liam replied looking at Oliver then laughing. Oliver looked down the path "That only ever happens in films" he said. Liam stretched his body out "Are we doing it then?" he asked looking at Oliver. "Yes let's do it" Oliver replied "are James and Brad coming?" he asked Liam. He nodded "Yes they both are up for it" Liam replied. Oliver rested back on the bench enjoying the sunshine. At 28 years old he had moved to New York two years ago having sold the tech company he built from scratch whilst studying at Caltech. He was a fairly unassuming guy from the outside at five feet nine inches and nicely built without being over muscled. His strawberry blond hair and brown eyes matched perfectly to his attractive face. Well educated he had made his fortune at 26 , he was always ambitious even from an early age. Moving to New York he hoped to find a better sex life or even a man. The sexual side of Oliver was a complete contrast, an insatiable sex drive often needing to get off four times a day before he felt satisfied. In his early 20's Oliver was going from bathhouse to cruising ground and could never get enough cock or ass. Contracting hiv at 23 years old after a drug and drink fuelled night and getting tag teamed by six bears and otters he couldn't walk properly for two days, he took in excess of 20 loads over five hours. From that day he swore only to top in groups as he couldn't go through that again. It also lead him to the dark perverted side of his nature, holding off from medication allowed him to gift men. He had a separate phone with dating apps on that allowed him to keep his identity safe. He would find a guy and date them pretending he still lived with his parents. When the guy would announce he had tested positive Oliver would break up with them faking shock and horror and never to be heard from again. Packing a juicy 7.5 inch cock he never had any trouble finding bottoms. Liam was a totally different character, he was also 28 years old and came from a rich New York family. Tall at six foot we was a lean mean fuck machine with his 9 inch cock, newly diagnosed he knew exactly where it came from. Brad had nailed him in the bathroom at one of the swanky restaurants in the upper east side after playing a starring game across the restaurant whilst having dinner. It was quick and over with in 10 minutes. He never blamed or accused Brad when he found out, instead he found him at the restaurant two months later and invited him around to flip flop fuck. Becoming a regular fuck fest he was soon friends with Brad's partner James and their friend Oliver. It was Brad and James who changed his whole perspective of being poz. He found a love of bareback sex and breeding guys, never stopping to find out if they were neg or poz. Easily he could make a guys eyes roll back when he moved in for the kill with his cock, hips like a jack hammer that left a trail of destroyed and wrecked asses in his wake. In New York he found his looks were quite an advantage, the cropped ginger hair and beard seemed to be sought after. He was ordinary looking with pasty white skin, his broad chest and trim body made guys melt to the point of doing anything to get him. "Finally" Liam said looking down the path at Brad and James sauntering casually. Oliver looked "I think James has had enough of running today" he said chuckling. Liam laughed "What took you so long?" he called out to them. James pointed at Brad "He found some muscle dude and snogged the face off him" he said rolling his eyes. "Turned me down for sex though" Brad said looking flustered and sitting on the bench. Brad the youngest of the four at 26 years old, he was also the sluttiest of the group carrying the highest viral load. An all American jock Brad was an aggressive ruthless barebacker for his age and not afraid to pin guys down to get what he wanted. If all else failed a few drops of something special in their drink would help the evening along nicely loosening up his target. Oliver had to admit that Brad scared the hell out of him with his tactics to nail guys. Brad came from a small town in Virginia, leaving home at 23 deeply involved in scandal after he pozzed up one of his cousins at a family get together. He loved nothing more than a squirming body underneath him trying to escape. At five foot ten with dark hair and eyes his body was muscular and thick like a wrestler. His grin was his weapon of seduction and the seven inch cock the weapon of destruction. Coming from a middle class conservative family he was very well educated albeit lazy. When the scandal broke around him fucking his cousin who was straight he ducked out at night and moved to New York, cutting off ties and not wanting to deal with the fall out. Whilst staying at a friends he went to one of the drag shows in Brooklyn and met James. After they fucked in the toilet cubicle Brad chuckled and said he was a pretty good at stealthing but wasted the condom on him. From that moment when their eyes met they fell in love and became inseparable. Time was ticking for Brad and he was due to start on meds in a months time at his next visit to the clinic. He didn't mind since he now had James in his life who also had a love for raw sex. James the oldest at 32, he had a long history and impressive tally of stealthing guys, always carrying prepared condoms for any eventuality. He was careful who he stealthed never revealing to much and nearly always they were fucks in cruising grounds at night. Wealthy from inheriting his fathers fortune they lived two blocks from Oliver and Liam. James on the outside a very business like man with his five foot ten stature and immaculately groomed black hair and smooth complexion, he was adequately built as he called it. He was very capable at restraining and holding the bottom guy on to his cock. A very suave and sophisticated character that almost hypnotised guys when he talked to them making it easy to seduce them. His speciality was picking out tourists in the city from overseas and fucking them using his condoms. He had no idea how many guys he may have infected having never stayed around long enough after the job was done. Since meeting Brad though he had calmed down a lot, still he kept a ready supply of special condoms. Once a stealther always a stealther, it as an addictive thrill he just couldn't and didn't want to kick. "Have you persuaded Oliver?" James asked Liam sitting down. Liam gave a thumbs up "Totally, looks like we are all sailing across the Atlantic next week". Brad laughed "Cruising more like" he added starting to hit on Oliver. "Cut it out" Oliver laughed pushing Brad away "if anything I will fuck you not the other way round". Brad grabbed Oliver's cock "I could do with a recharge before I start meds" he said giggling. James rolled his eyes and looked at Liam "Shall we book it then?" he asked. "Yes" Liam replied getting his phone out. Oliver leaned forward "Err no crap accommodation, suite only or not going" he said "period". Brad tutted "God we need to find you a lover" he exclaimed "someone you can adore and spoil". Oliver laughed "You mean like James spoils you?" he asked looking at Brad who was grinning with his hand on James's cock. The one thing they had was friendship that allowed them to sexually expressed themselves with each other openly. It made enjoying sex all that better when you could spend some passionate time with someone you knew who wasn't expecting anything out of it afterwards. Oliver though made it clear that when he found the right person he would cease all his antics and settle down like an old fashioned married couple. Liam finished the call to his travel advisor and telling the guys they had secured the two royal suites on the forward section of the ship. Considering they booked so late they were lucky to get suites at all, fortunately the previous booking for the two suites had to cancel last minute. Whilst not quite the top duplex suites he was hoping for they were the next best thing. James and Brad would have their own suite whilst Oliver and Liam would share the other. Brad got out his phone and looked up Dranuc line and became more excited reading about the Duchess Grill that was described as the height of transatlantic luxury for the discerning traveller. James laughed questioning if they were discerning travellers.

Day 3, Part 6 "Glad you could join us. I hope your being late was for a good cause" Ken said loudly. "They fuckin' DP'd the fag" Colin said excitedly. "And someone wasted a load all over our faces" Danny said, pointing at Colin. Ken nodded and said to Colin "We'll deal with that later." The group prepared dinner and sat around the campfire eating and drinking until everyone was relaxed. Ken, Les and Steve lit up cigars while the younger guys passed around a few joints. "Did you see the tattoo on the younger guy's neck earlier?" Steve asked. "I didn't see any ink on him. I wouldn't mind pulling on that ponytail as I pounded his ass, though" Ken replied. "Yeah, he's no stranger to fuckin' ass and hopefully taking it too. He had a nice little scorpion tat on his neck, right behind his left ear" Steve said. Les got up and added a few logs to the fire and pointed at Chris. "Newbie, how about you join me over on the other side of the fire" Les said. Chris got up and took another hit from the joint before passing it on. He shucked his shorts and then walked over to Les. "Have you been properly filled from everyone today?" Les asked. "No, sir. I am missing Eric and Billy for today, but I got two from the father and son Steve was talking about at the fishing spot" Chris replied. "Well, lets get that taken care of. I'm going to join you and take a few loads from the younger guys. Us old folks need to recharge often" Les said with a wink. Billy and Eric had heard their names mentioned and were soon walking over. Les pointed at Andy and yelled out "Andy, I need you over here." Chris took a spot and got down on his hands and knees on the sand next to the fire. Les smiled at him and knelt down facing Chris. As Eric and Billy approached Les told them "Our newbie is missing your donation for the day. I hope you saved something for him." Billy and Eric both smiled and Eric replied "Oh, yeah. We got something real special for him." The two dropped their shorts and moved closer to Chris. Eric kneeled behind him, spit on Chris's hole and thrust into the swollen pussy. Chris moaned out loudly and Eric asked "What the fuck happened to that nice tight hole I felt yesterday?" He started to plow just as Andy walked up behind Les.

Had not as much sex than I am used to recently so when a guy who lives close by and has fucked me before hit me up saying he needed to dump a load I jumped. Hadn't seen him for a while. We're not really a match in personalities but he is a good top. Went over to his place. Started with eating my hole (not many do that) and fucked a load in my ass in 10 minutes. We started chatting until he pointed to his cock. Sucked his cock until he was hard again. Just when I thought he was ready to fuck again he got a call. Some chit chat until he said "I just fucked this guy, he sucking my cock right now". And then "I'll ask him". Then he said a buddy needed to nut. Was I up for that? Sure! Kept sucking until his buddy arrived. Big hairy 40-something bear with a nice 7" and big hairy balls. Sucked him hard and he went straight for my ass. Asked if he should use a condom. Buddy said "Just fuck him". Another load in 10 minutes. Buddy watched. Big bear pulled out and buddy took his place. I tried to suck the big bear but buddy pounded so hard I couldn't keep his cock in my mouth. Hammered away for like forever before he shot his 2nd load. I was dripping precum but didn't cum. Started to suck the big bear while buddy left the room to clean up. At one point he stopped and asked if he could get my number. Exchanged phone numbers and returned to sucking. Pushed my head all the way on his cock when he shot his 2nd load. Not bad for a weekday. Was still horny as fuck when I went home because I didn't cum. Wondering now when big bear is going to call or message 😉

What he was was a cumdump without cum. With a caged cock with a huge lock. He had to wear it the math competition. It drove him crazy. Jerry didn't answer his phone. Rod was nearly beside himself. His pubes were growing back. The itch was lessened but once in a while, the hairs seems pointy and stuck him. The cage was tight. He knew he wasn't able to properly clean up down there and was afraid others could smell him. Rod made up his mind that Sunday afternoon, he would go to Jerry's place. He would do whatever Jerry asked if he would take off the cockcage. Meanwhile, Dom, Butch, Mac, and Jerry had been discussing th situation. They needed to take him 50 miles away to a larger town where they would whore him out. They had pix of all but his face posted. A deposit of $5.00 would get a face pic that was unreproducible. They figured the big jock would be worth about $50.00 per fuck. Oral $10.00. They had one more idea. They would let him top for the real sissies. $100.00 a load. They'd need measurements and a big series of dick pics. But, they had to convince him he could top. Well, they knew what pills to use. After his cock had been trapped for so long, they knew he would be ready to get out of the cage. If he agreed to top, he'd get out. They knew he would bottom with the cage on. They kOnew he was a cockslut. OK, so just for fun, they planned an afternoon of fun. It would be fun for them, but they couldn't leave Rod bruised. He had to look like a hot young jock whose ass was perfect and ready for anyone to take. His face was almost pretty already, so there would be cocks waiting to be swallowed to the root. Rod had taken Butch, he could take anything that showed up. Rod's adventures aren't over for sure.

Day 3, Part 5 "Fuck... that faggot can really take a lot of dick" Colin said, standing behind them and stroking his cock furiously. Danny and PJ fucked faster and Chris began to moan out "oh god... fuck me... harder... I need your cocks... fill me up." Danny grinned hearing Chris beg and grunted out "yeah, we are... gonna flood you soon." Danny started hammering furiously and PJ stopped. Danny howled out and began pumping his load into Chris's stretched hole. PJ felt the pulses from Danny's cock against his own and it made him start to shoot too. Twin jets of their DNA were mixing with the other loads still inside Chris. Chris yelled out again, his cock swelling painfully in the cage and spurting out, coating PJ's chest and abs with cum. He then felt ropes of cum splash across his face from Colin, all of their bodies getting covered as their orgasms rippled through their bodies. Colin moved back and watched the three guys just lay there, recovering. Danny pulled out and stood up, watching Chris lay there a minute more before he too pulled off and stood up, trying to stand on his shaking legs. Cum was running out of his hole and down his legs and once he was steady he reached down and pulled PJ to his feet. PJ gave Chris a tight hug and said "You're one of us for sure, now." "We better get movin' or Ken is gonna be pissed at us" Danny said, adding two more marks to Chris's back. They all pulled on their shorts and pushed the canoes into the water, paddling quickly downstream. Chris's ass hurt like it never had before. He had taken a few really thick cock's before but nothing had ripped him open like both Danny and PJ's dicks stuffed into him at the same time. Chris relived the double fuck over and over in his mind and couldn't get over the comments about them wanting to wreck his hole and 'knock him up'. He knew people said strange things while they fucked, their minds clouded in lust. Maybe they said this stuff to the women they fucked when they tried to get them pregnant. Over an hour downstream they spotted the campsite for the night and brought the canoes on to the sandbar.

Part 1 - Parting Ways There was hardly any wind in the air and the sun shone brightly on the group of graduates. Oxford had never looked so English as it did right now. Many of the graduates started to feel uncomfortable in their academic dress getting sweaty and sticky underneath. The time honoured tradition took all afternoon to complete, but at least it wasn't raining. Luca walked off the podium to applause from his fellow students, cutting a fine figure in his academic dress and striking blend of Mediterranean and English looks. One of a few bright students that entered in to university at 16 he had finally graduated at the age of 20. His parents looked on proudly at their son, he was assured a bright future with his results and was already fielding job offers from prospective companies. Right now though working was the last thing on Luca's mind, education finished all he wanted to do was take some time out and enjoy a bit of life before he had to work. The celebrations went on for several hours before Luca said goodbye to his parents and headed back to the dorm room. His university friend Mark was already packing his belongings half naked when he entered the room. Congratulating Luca and having a quick banter about how funny people looked in the academic dress Mark slumped on to his bed phone in hand and buried his head in social media. Luca took his hat off and yawned loudly exclaiming how tired he was from all of today's activity and began undressing. Mark discreetly watched his favourite time of day when Luca undressed. Luca wasn't tall just an average at five feet eight inches, it was the Mediterranean and English looks that really set him apart. Gio his father being Italian had given him his dark almost black hair and light covering of chest hair that trailed down to his groin in a perfect line. Sarah his mother came from England and gave him the eyes and looks, eyes that contrasted spectacularly being the brightest blue that seemed to change shades in the differing light. Amongst the other students he was also known as 50 Shades of Blue. At his young age Luca was impressionable and easily persuaded, more so when flattering or flirting was involved. In secret it was Luca's downfall, he just couldn't say no when someone paid him attention and they were male, not a slut by any means as he had some will power allowing him to draw the line. Mark loved looking at Luca's chest, so many times he wanted to run his fingers down along the treasure trail. It drove him wild and would often imagine what it would be like to have sex with Luca. The perfect body and tight swimmers build begged to be lapped up. Admired and loved. Mark felt the usual twinge in his groin and turned over on the bed. Luca was no fool seeing Mark turn over on to his stomach, he knew Mark liked to watch him undress or walk around the room nearly naked. They had spent 2 years living together and neither of them discussed sexuality, Luca knew Mark was gay but he never spoke about it for fear of being discovered himself. The last thing he needed was to make things difficult between them, after all he liked Mark and they spent a lot of time hanging out and he liked it just that way. The academic year finished it would be the last night they would be together, Mark still had another year to complete and hated the idea of another room mate moving in to Luca's bed. Luca returned from showering and hurried Mark along to get showered and dressed. He was taking Mark out for dinner as a thank you for being a friend. This time it was Luca's turn to watch the tall figure stand up from the bed. Mark was just under six foot and had a rugby players build, strong muscular legs and ample sized biceps. He was not ripped just very toned and not a bad looker either, his brown eyes were big and seductive, and his neatly kept brown hair showed he took pride in his appearance. Luca's eyes wondered down to his packet and could tell he was still semi hard, certainly he was not lacking in that department. Mark grabbed his towel and headed out of the room, Luca sat on the bed putting socks on then stopped. He couldn't help but wonder if he had made a mistake by not hitting on Mark. He had admitted to himself some months ago that he was attracted to Mark on many levels, had he just let the love of his life pass by. Standing up he perished the thought as stupid and finished getting dressed. Luca had played his life carefully at university, having a few encounters with some very hot guys off campus. Never giving them his real name of where he was living or studying, always keeping a very low profile and only doing anonymous meets. He could recount all 20 of his encounters, some just blow and go some fuck and go, never anything more and never twice with the same person. Luca was never short of attention from girls around campus and some of the openly gay students, keeping his cards close to his chest and focusing on getting educated. People only ever saw the straight side of Luca, never giving cause for anyone to question him. He was quite happy flirting with the females and enjoying the attention. Mark on the other hand thought he had been discreet around Luca and was banging up two or three regulars on campus, all discreet meetings to avoid unwanted attention. Luca had some idea as he often went out late evening with the lame excuse he was going for a run. Mark returned to the room and quickly dressed in a tight black t-shirt that he liked since it accentuated his arms nicely. Heading in to Oxford city centre they went to Travatina's Italian which had become their favourite eatery in town. "So this is finally happening" Mark said finishing his espresso "our last night at uni". Luca sighed "It has been great fun living with you these last few years" he replied looking at Mark. Mark smiled "I hate to think what I have coming next term" he said looking almost scared. Luca laughed "Hate the idea of someone else being your friend now I won't be there" he replied. "Your still my number one" Mark said sitting up in his chair "just don't forget about me stuck here". Luca felt a little embarrassed feeling that Mark was slightly hinting at something "Friends for life Mark". Mark nodded "Yes" he replied "so you are going on this graduation trip?" he asked. "Yes we fly to New York next Wednesday and sail back to Southampton on the Sunday" Luca replied excitedly. Mark refused to let Luca pay and paid then stood up "I want to see lots of photos" he said waiting for Luca to put his jacket on. "Think about Italy Mark" Luca said as they walked outside "we would love you to come out for a few weeks". Mark nodded "When are you going to Tuscany?" he asked watching a gay couple across the street. "Middle of July" Luca replied "we will be there for five weeks as usual". Mark smiled "Tuscany" he said dreamily "in July, gonna be hot" he said rambling on. Luca nodded "Yes but it is so nice" he said smiling "I have three weeks in the UK after New York". "So lucky" Mark said looking ahead "I mean having a home in Italy and here" he looked at Luca. Luca chuckled "It will be the last time I get to spend 5 weeks in Italy" he replied. The following morning Luca's parents arrived at 10am to take him home. Mark walked outside with them to say goodbye, Luca's mother gave him a kiss on each cheek and said she hoped to see him in July. Gio gave him a hug and Luca embraced Mark hard holding him tight trying to contain his emotion. It was one of the saddest days he ever experienced saying goodbye to Mark. He desperately wanted to kiss him, instead he inhaled deeply taking in his scent. When they broke apart their eyes met in a strange way. The look was enough to question how deep the bond between them really was. Mark helped Luca put his luggage in to the car and hugged him one last time. "I will see you in July" Mark said watching Luca step in to the back seat of the Range Rover. Luca smiled and looked back at Mark "Really?" he asked smiling "it makes it easier saying good bye now". "Send me the details and I will get my flight booked" Mark said more confidently having made the decision. Mark closed the door and watched the car pulling away from the dorm building. Gio watched his son in the back, the sad expression on his face said a lot. Both Luca's parents were beginning to be aware of their son's sexuality even though he didn't like to broach the subject. They invited Mark out to Tuscany having got know him through Luca and how he would talk about him constantly without realising he was doing so. They liked Mark and saw how easily the friendship between Luca and him had happened. It had crossed both of their minds that there may be more to the friendship that ran deeper. One thing was certain Gio could see the hurt in his sons eyes today of all days, maybe it was just Luca feeling sad leaving what had essentially been a home for him for the last four years. Luca looked at his phone and saw a message already from Mark, he opened it up 'Cheer up, will see you in July', smiling he typed a quick reply 'Already looking forward to it'. Luca sat back and chatted to his parents on the drive back to London and their home in Holland Park. It wasn't all happy when they first met two years ago. Mark crashed in to the dormitory room with confidence, he looked at Luca and said hello then dumped his bags and went out returning four hours later looking dishevelled. Luca kept his head in his books and ignored Mark hating how he noisily unpacked and disrupted his studying. By morning Mark was up and out by the time Luca woke up, he never heard him moving about or going out. His previous room mate Dominic had at least been friendly hanging out with him and studying together. Dressed for the day Luca went to the refectory to get breakfast before lectures, walking across the grounds he saw Mark trying out for the rugby team. It sent a shiver down Luca's spine. He hated sports like this and had a love for tennis, he hated even more that he had to partake in rugby at least once a week since it was part of their academic studies. He stopped for a moment watching the power of Mark steam rolling down the field then shaking hands with the team captain. The last thing he needed was a horrific sweaty sporty person living with him, the smelly socks and dirty kit left laying around the dorm room. Luca met up with several of his friends at the door to the refectory all keen to find out about Luca's new dorm mate. By that evening they had at least spoken a little more but in theory they seemed worlds apart. Mark was studying English literature and Business on a three year course and Luca found him to be very well educated and spoken. Something you would never gain from his outward appearance. Luca stood on the field in the pouring rain with his rugby kit stuck to his skin, wishing the ground would swallow him up. Mark was playing for the other side and several times they made eye contact and laughed getting told off for larking around. Being a contact sport where you played to tackle your opponent he could never imagine that Mark would take full advantage of this. Whenever Luca found himself holding the ball and running he knew full well that Mark made a beeline for him and tackled him to the ground purposefully lying on top of him until he let go of the ball. By the third time they played rugby together Mark was tackling Luca for no reason bringing him down and stopping him from even getting the ball. He found it funny at first then he started getting turned on every time he laid on top of him, it was getting weird now and Luca was starting to get pissed off with him without really knowing why. Having had enough he switched to tennis as soon as the weather got better, at least he was good at it unlike rugby. Mark was obviously disgruntled by Luca's change of sport but tried to hide it from him. They had become better acquainted and begun to hang out a couple of times a week and gradually their friendship grew over the next two years. Luca even looked after Mark when he came down with a bad bout of flu during their final year together. Luca checked on him every few hours during the 4 days he was struck down, half expecting to contract it himself. It was like a waiting game over the next few days, Luca was sure he would be struck down with it. Somehow he avoided it despite how close he was to Mark. Luca felt so much closer to Mark during this time, the temptation and want to climb in bed next to him was hard to resist. Thinking better of it, he retained dignity and just admired Mark's body. Mark went back to the dorm to finish packing the last of his belongings. He sat down on the bed feeling alone for the first time in years, Luca was an incredible person and so kind inside. He was now only beginning to fully realise how lucky he was to have had him in his life and how happy he made him. Mark saw a message from his parents saying they were 10 minutes away. He stood up and retrieved his medication from the hiding place putting it in his bag and zipping it up. Why didn't he make a move and tell Luca how he felt, could he even be sure he was gay since he never showed any sign indicating he was. Luca probably would have run a mile and even further knowing he was hiv positive. He might even freak out knowing that he had nursed Mark through his conversion. It wasn't meant to happen but then one to many beers and a dodgy hook up app on his phone spelled disaster and lead him down a path that came back and bit him hard. The weeks he had gone to counselling afterwards he used as discovery sessions trying to figure a lot of things out and clearing his head. Mark was unsure if everything boiled down to his own personal upset having to lie to Luca. He laid on Luca's bed then turned over on to his stomach burying his head in the pillow inhaling deeply, head full of regrets now that their time was over. Turning on to is back and cuddling Luca's pillow. His hand fumbled through the jeans waistband to his hard cock stroking it and inhaling the pillow again, quietly whispering 'Luca, oh god Luca'.

Note: This story is a work of fiction. I wanted to write a story that involved a married couple but there is no straight sex involved. Part 1: Coming Out I grew up in a fairly Christian home. Gay people were headed to hell as far as my family was concerned. As my teenage years came on I realized I was bisexual but didn’t dare tell my family. I played around with men when I turned 18 but maintained a girlfriend as well. Three days after turning 21 I was married. Not a great marriage because I needed something more. Sex was vanilla at best. Fast forward 11 years and the wife wants a divorce. Ok sort of heartbroken because of the kids but now maybe I could explore my bi side some more. I had a cousin(female) who for some reason I always held her on a pedestal. But because of her previous marriage I still had to maintain my alpha male image in my mind. The ex spread stories of me being gay and into she males as well. Unbeknownst to me my cousin wasn’t turned off by this. I played around with men and women for several years. One night while visiting my cousin at her work something inside of me changed. I was in love with my cousin. But I knew I still craved cock. One thing led to another and seven months later we were married. Sex was and still is great. But hiding the secret of being bi was causing me serious harm. The stress was literally killing me. So with her nudging I confessed everything. From that moment on things just got better. I always considered myself submissive so with her guidance I submitted to her. She is now my Gorgeous God and I am her Pet. One night she asked me my deepest darkest fantasy. I told her I wanted to be fucked and pozzed by a man with HIV. Instead of her being disgusted and repulsed she got this wicked grin on her face. Within a couple of minutes she was on the phone with a male friend of hers. An hour later he was at our front door. She greeted him and then had me undress him. He sat on the couch while I got between his legs and started sucking his cock. He was average length around 6 inches but thick. I had no trouble deep throating him. I gave him the best blowjob imaginable with my Gorgeous God looking on. Doing this in front of her turned me on completely. After about 15 minutes of me sucking his cock he bent me over the couch and rammed his cock up my ass. Thank my Gorgeous God for the butt plugs. I actually took him quite easily. He fucked me hard and fast and within a few minutes he shot a nice warm thick load up my ass. After he finished my Gorgeous God inserted a butt plug up my ass to keep his load inside me. He got dressed and left saying he’d love to do this again. After he left my Gorgeous God informed me that he indeed had HIV and that I would be taking his load regularly until I converted. She led me into the bedroom where we both crawled into bed and went to sleep. She did inform me that this particular weekend was going to be spent with me getting fucked by more men with HIV. I drifted off to sleep with a hard on and a grin.

i know there are no universal rules about this, but this is how i am. my favorite position is lying on my stomach under my Top. ( i'll happily move into what ever position He wants as we fuck, except me on Top of Him. For me, that is just too much like topping, even if i am the one being penetrated). But, lying on my stomach feels best to me because i feel most physically and emotionally subdued/controlled that way. And for me, that's a big part of fucking, the Top's desire to penetrate and leave a part of Himself in a bottom. i see it as He is the creator, the artist, and i'm submitting to His creative energy. As a bottom, i'm His receptor (and want to be). i can't say i never move, but my movement is a result of His influence on me, not something i am doing independently. i almost always moan, sometimes whimper, but i will literally fight any urge that isn't submissive... He is subduing me. Not unusual for me to bite my mattress while being fucked, my head my flail, but my ass remains in position and submissive. Some Tops kiss my neck or ear and that has the effect of making my back arch and my ass push into Him, but again, that is a button He is pushing (whether knowingly or not), and i cannot help the response.

The 18-year-old twink who has been fucking me for a few months hit me up on Grindr. Other people were awake, so I told him to meet me in the detached garage. He fucked a nice load into me. He tried hard for a second load, but it was not to be. I am full of his spunk as I type this for you.

Since all the medical experts keep saying that immune compromised people are at serious risk, I consulted my HIV doctor yesterday to find out just how screwed I am having fought my way back from a CD4 count of 49 to my last count of 439 last October. She said at this level my numbers are good and I would react like a member of the general population, and to just wash hands often and refrain from touching my face. That last bit is going to be the hard part - whenever I read something in the news about Trump I automatically *facepalm*.

So this year, I accepted a position with a touring production of a show that travels the US. Its my goal to take a load and swallow a load in every city we stop in. Although due to the Coronavirus and how crappy our health insurance is in this country is, I don’t know how long it is going to last. But lets skip the impending doom and gloom and talk about my cumdump status. Our 1st stop was near Fort Lauderdale, so I took my first day off to visit Club Fort Lauderdale. It was a Tuesday and not knowing how busy ½-price night would be. So as to not arrive “too early" and get as much time as I could with the crowd, I arrived at 430pm so that I could also finish prepping before the fun started. However after arriving at 430pm, I was greeted with a line of people waiting to get in and when I finally got up, I had to take a basic room as the video rooms were out. Well that wasn’t that big of issue, so I just rolled with it. Before I even got to my room, I almost got dragged into some fun. Having cleaned out 90% of the way before I left the hotel, I dropped my clothes and ran back over to the room only to be invited into s now threesome, so of course I got on my knees and swallowed some cock with the door open. Being that open we got a crowd of onlookers and very quickly or threesome turned into an orgy when we had 4 folks in the tiny room… I stopped sucking, someone started sucking and then the guy who’s room it was asked the newest guest to fuck him and a condom came out. First I thought was bummer, luckily he couldn’t take it, so I presented my hole for inspection and he jumped in it. Same condom he had on with the 1st guy, so still wasn’t happy, but considering I didn’t feel fully ready it was good. After a while of that the party broke up with no one losing a load. After that I finished prep and started walking about the club. While I was walking around, I ran into the monster cocked and it was only then that we both realized that we had a language barrier, he spoke French and I didn’t, however he did finally understand that I wanted it raw. So for the remainder of the night he kept calling me a bad boy, and as long as he kept fucking me with that Huge Daddy Dick, I was happy. Throughout the night I got fucked by him and a few others, but I mostly spent the night on my knees swallowing dick and loads. The highlight of the night was a massive pumped cock that I jammed down my mouth and throat and the muscle daddy it was connected to. He ate my dirty hole which had been used all night and sent me home after I blew my 3rd load satisfied. Even though I failed to get a load up my hole for the night.

Quick stop at bookstore this evening ended with me nutting inside some husky redneck in his 20's. It started with me sucking off about 4 guys over the course of an hour. I gotta say that men are definitely cumming faster from my gum jobs than they did when I had teeth. After #4 was done, I went to a quiet area in back, and see this young bearded redneck walk in. Definitely rough around the edges, which was just what I needed. He stops near me, so I pull out my bone and wave it at him. He smiles and has a seat on bench. I walk over and offer my cock right to his mouth and he goes to work. He was a great cocksucker, but he pulls off and looks like he's thinking about something. I ask him "you want fucked don't ya, son?". He nods, and I tell him to show me his ass. He stands, drops his pants, and bends over on the bench. Hairy ass, and a clean dry hole. I spit a bit right on it and finger it in.a bit. He's really tight, so I start rubbing my dripping cock on it to help lube him. Finally, I start to push in slowly and he opens up without too much force. He relaxed and got into my rhythm, and I'm only thinking one thing- planting my poz load in his ass. I call him a good little whore, tell him his going to take my nut, and ask him if that's what he wants. He gives me a YES SIR! So I start fucking harder and faster, and as I'm starting to cum he moans that he's cumming. He clamped down really tight and milked my cock of its load almost better than it ever had been. I pause to let my spasms end, then fuck a bit more to mix my load up in his guts. I popped out, and I just knew he'd lick me clean, which he did. Perfect ending to a great bookstore visit!

There used to be a lot of them in the neighborhood, but not anymore so I've really stopped going out. There is a bar left in the East Village in Manhattan that is still notorious for its unadulterated back room fun. Last weekend I got really horny and the BF was out somewhere I decided I wanted some dick (many dicks, really) so I went to check it out. I forgot how much I love walking into a tightly packed, dimly lit, hot room of sweaty men all there for getting off. I'm a thin guy so I tend to get shoved around in a crowd. I've learned to just go with it, like crowd surfing. I love that feeling of being pushed around and groped with no real control. It was only a few minutes before hands had ripped my pants open and my cock was getting grabbed and my ass fingered. A few minuted more until I was forced down on my knees on the filthy floor and got the first dick in my mouth. I have no idea who. I know it was a big black dick. He came pretty fast in my mouth. I love how once you're down like that, they see you're willing to suck any cock. As soon as that first guy came I realized there were four more hard ones around me. I spent about 20 minutes sucking, swallowing another load in there out of the maybe 6 or 7 guys I sucked. At that point I got up of my knees, still sucking an Asian boy's dick, but presenting my ass. I've found that in a room like that, if I pull my pants down while I bend over to suck a dick, guys will start to play with my hole pretty quickly. When they realize I'm not stopping them, they usually start to finger me more aggressively which generally turns to fucking. I love not turning around to see who it is. Guys notice that and realize in just there for dick...any dick. Sure enough it only took about 5 minutes for me to feel the first cock head against my hole. I reached back to spread my ass and he was in me fast. He started fucking hard and that got the guy in my mouth turned on enough to cum. Then the guy in my ass shot inside, giving me enough cum-lube for the next. I dunno how many cocks I sucked that night, but three more guys did fuck me. I should go there more. I was still so horny the next night that I went to one of Manhattan's last bathhouses where I also hadn't been in years, but I'll tell that one later.

I have 6 layovers in Phoenix this month. My first was Monday, 2 days ago. Before making plans with any of the local guys I play with, I wanted one layover to myself for some (hopefully) extra slutty fun. I was checked into my room, showered, and cleaned up by 2PM. I went on Scruff and placed a "come load my ass" ad on Doublelist. Scruff wasn't working for me that day, but had a few replies on DL. The most promising guy on DL wound up saying he'd be over in 20 minutes, but after 30 minutes passed I knew he'd flaked. So I decided to head over to Flex and see if I could find some fun there. I arrived right at 4PM. There was a decent amount of guys there, a mostly older crowd that was hanging out by the pool and hot tub. I focused my cruising on one of the dark rooms. I sucked a few dicks, fingered a few holes and got my ass fingered a few times. I was there for about an hour before I got fucked for the first time. I eventually found a guy in the darker corner with a fairly meaty dick. We felt each other up for a bit before he turned me around and started probing my ass with his meat. I'd pre lubed so he was able to slide in pretty easily. He went balls deep on the first stroke. It was a slow entry, but he did make me wince a bit. I bent over, grabbing a glory hole for support, and let him use me as long as he wanted to. Within a couple of minutes he was finished and stepped away. I don't think he loaded my hole, but the fucking felt good regardless. No one else was stepping up to take his place, so I decided to walk through the place and see what was happening elsewhere. I did a lap around the facility, and walked through the other dark room. Sitting on top of the padded table was a decent looking hairy daddy type, with a rock hard dick. Average length but very thick. I dropped my towel and bent over so I could get his dick in my mouth. He was loving the oral attention and after a few minutes he asked if I'd like to join him in his room, and I of course said yes. When we got there, I continued sucking his meat and he started probing my hole with his fingers. I opened my legs more and raised my ass up as an invitation to continue exploring my ass. Before long he got up and got behind me and slid his dick in. He fucked pretty slow, not a power fuck at all, but his girth felt amazing. We fucked and played for about half an hour...he either couldn't cum or didn't want to, and I was ready to head back to the dark room and see what was going on. By this time, there were more guys in the place. I'm not really into guys in their 20's or 30's, but there were a lot of them here now. I went back to the dark room. Someone had either turned off the single red light in the room, or unscrewed the bulb...but it was completely black in here now. I don't see well in low light as it is, and I could only feel my way around now. I was making my way around the wall, and there were quite a few bodies to feel. I found a place against the wall and stayed there for quite a while. I don't know what it is about being in a pitch black environment, but I get super horny. I sucked dick, got mine sucked, had a couple of dicks in my ass, I fingered a few holes...I was probably in there for an hour just enjoying it all. I was getting pretty tired and was super horny and I was ready to blow a load and head back to my hotel. I walked around the room, brushing up against many bodies, looking for a willing ass to fuck. I found a nice firm ass with a sloppy hole bent over the padded table. I slid in and wanted to fuck for as long as possible, but the guy was thrusting back on my dick making it impossible for me to control the speed of the fuck. I wound up unloading in him in under a minute. Longer would have been nice, but at least I got off. I went to get dressed, ordered my Uber, and got back to my hotel at 9PM. A guy on Scruff had messaged me, a VERY handsome fit guy. I mean, he's crazy handsome. The kind of guy that's so good looking, I wondered if he meant to message someone else instead of me. He wasn't up for any play that night, but we made plans to meet up on Thursday when I'd be in town again. We texted yesterday and today, and we're still planning on meeting up tomorrow night. I'm thinking this will be a long slow sensual fuck. He's got a great body and an above average dick. A long and slow fuck will be most welcome by him. He doesn't seem to be the piggy top type, but I guess you never know. I'll log that encounter in my next story.

If I were to attend MAL, this is what I would wish for. It's the first night of MAL. I've already spent some time mingling with people in the lobby. Enjoying the eye candy, exchanging glances with other men, drinking a few beers. My cock is hard and I cannot wait to get into more comfortable and easy access gear and check out a dance party at one of the clubs. I change into my new leather harness and jock strap, slip into my favorite pair of boots, and grab my cowboy hat. I lube my ass up, because I am not coming home without a load in me and want to make things easier for any willing tops. My ass looks great in this leather jock. The harness attaches to it and I'm already getting my codpiece wet with pre-cum thinking about the possibilities. We get to the club, where it's packed, loud and smells like raw sex. I'm in heaven. There are several levels, so I check out each one, trying to find a good opportunity for some cock. As I go up, the levels get a little less crowded, and on the third floor I find a decent sized dance floor, with a few people here and there, and then I spot him. This gorgeous hunk, about my height, hairy, thick build, beard and devilish smile. I look at him, and catch him looking back. He's dancing slowly to the music, and notice that his cock is out, hanging low, with a 0 gauge PA pulling it down. I have always wanted a PA fuck, could this be my lucky day? I start dancing and slowly get closer to this man, I dance so that my ass is facing him. It looks good in this jock, nice and firm. Will it catch his attention? It's looking like it. He starts dancing and moving my way, and I notice his cock slowly getting larger and starting to defy gravity. I start backing my ass up closer to his direction, and eventually, I bump into him. By this time, I can feel the cold metal of his PA right at the top of my ass cheeks. That is the perfect height. I start pushing my ass up against his crotch, feeling his hard cock fully against my ass, opening up my cheeks with his thickness. He starts slowly grinding up against me, with his cock sliding up and down my crack. I can feel the metal graze against my hole and it sends all the right signals to my brain. He grabs me by the harness, pulls me close, turns my head with his hands and starts to kiss me as he grinds into me more. I can smell cigar and beer in his breath and beard. His cock is looking for my hole, I can feel it moving near my hole and look for that alignment as we adjust our bodies to help. Suddenly, we hit that right spot and his pierced head catches my hole just right, so that instead of sliding up and down, it starts finding its way into me. Thanks to my planning and how horny and turned on I am, my hole is ready for his cock. The pierced head starts sliding in, and I start pushing back into him to help it go in deeper. It doesn't take long before he bottoms out against me, and I feel his full cock inside me. It's just the right size, and the PA hits my prostate. FUCK, this random guy is balls deep in me, RAW, in public, and it is everything I have dreamed of. The song changes and the beat picks up, which is perfect as we start going into a full fuck, and no one can tell what we are doing. He fills me with his cock with every thrust. My cock is rock hard. He pulls me into him with his arms. As we kiss, I beg him to breed me. He puts his mouth to my ear and says "I already did".

You take that dick and thank him after. In fact, push him to fuck it harder.

A very thought provoking read. It made me re-examine my thoughts on converting again. I have already been through this a few times, but it’s always a good thing to ask yourself the questions again. I’ve been asked many times by guys if I am chasing. And my answer has always been no, the honest answer is, I’m looking to share an experience with another man and have his DNA convert me so I can share that bond. I’ve had guys tell me to go to a book store or bath house and just offer myself up. That’s not what I want, that’s chasing to me. I have also had offers to “poz” me, but they come with strings. They want to share me out, they want to brush my hole, or they want to give me a bump and turn me into a cum slut. Again, this is not the experience I’m looking for. When asked, I always say that I want to know who inseminates me and when it happens. Even though I’m in the submissive role, I still want some control over my own destiny. This is my life, my body, I am in control. I don’t think I deserve this or I want to fulfill a stroke fantasy. This is something I want for myself and want to have that connection with the one who helps me. Shared DNA forever. Like GermFactory says, this is life altering and there are consequences. I know where I stand in this respect. Okay, I’ll quit rambling now. Thanks for reading “listening”.

Day 4, Part 1 Chris was wakened by Colin's cries of pain. Colin's morning wood had his cock squeezed inside the tight cage and was digging into the sensitive flesh. A string of swear words kept coming out of Colin's mouth and finally Chris decided he wasn't going to get any more sleep and he crawled out of the tent. He laughed a bit once out in the fresh air, remembering his first morning after the cage went on. "At least I wasn't a drama queen about it" thought Chris. Chris started a fire and got the coffee pot brewing. While he waited, he started thinking about all of the comments that the guys had made over the past few days that he didn't understand, culminating in Andy's "bonus gift" comment from the night before. He wondered if the language gay and straight people used during sex was really that much different that he couldn't understand it. Then he remembered Les's comment to Andy about "highly charged youthful essence." Les and Ken were gay too, why would they use a phrase like that? Just as the coffee pot began to percolate, Chris remembered some of the stories and comments he had seen on the kinkier gay web sites he had been on lately. He had been watching a lot of porn and jacking off since his ex always seemed to be busy or too tired to fuck. He realized some comments on the sites were similar to the ones the guys had been making. His stomach began to knot up and he thought he had figured it out. His heart started to race and he began to panic. He took a deep breath and tried to figure out what he should do. There was no way for him to escape since he had no idea where he even was or where the nearest store, hospital or police station was. His phone was safely back inside the van so he couldn't call for help. He picked up the whiskey bottle that had been left near the fire circle and chugged a few gulps down. There was nothing he could do anymore if his hunch was correct. The guys started coming out of their tents as the morning warmed up and the smell of fresh coffee filled the air. Breakfast was made, then eaten and eventually the group started to clean up the campsite and pack their stuff up. Chris decided a confrontation now was not a good idea. He wanted to know where he was before he caused any issues. Ken could sense a change in Chris's behavior but decided to let things play out as planned. Chris was standing near the river, drying off pans and utensils when Ken walked up behind him. He could sense him standing there but it took a few seconds before Ken said "Thirty seven marks. That's a lot of dick and cum. How are you feeling?" "Like a well used whore" Chris replied. "Mmm, good. Then you're ready for some more. Drop your shorts and lay over the cooler over there" Ken told Chris.

Love being used in bars. Love not turning around to see who's entering me.

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Earlier in the week, I visited my ‘reserve’ dealer because she was (eventually) picking up her phone. It’s the second time in about a month I’ve seen her (which would also be the second time in over six months). Last time, her sister’s boyfriend was there, a young bloke who calls himself ‘Tardy’ or ‘Tard’ for some reason and he and I seemed to hit it off pretty well. As I hadn’t been partying for several months, I had a few pipes before I left (I now live at least 90 minutes from Melbourne and stay in the city 2-3 days per week) and I offered Tardy some (as you do) and talked. We seemed to get along well. Tardy is a bit “rough around the edges”, very much a bogan - replete with the shaggy, unkempt dark blonde/light brown hair and the jail tatts, etc - and he was obviously a little slow (he was stoned) but good humoured. (He even joked that “Tard” wasn’t a reference to him not being that smart; that had never even occurred to me. He seemed like a decent bloke. But, as I had a few pipes for the first time in a while, I found myself looking him over and finding him attractive. He’s skinny but still looks more athletic than scrawny and does look a little older than he is (he’s just turned 22 a few weeks ago) with that rugged, hairy but young look. I hoped that it wasn’t obvious to anyone although I think he might’ve twigged that I had a quick look at porn when I went out to my car for a few minutes. He was standing behind me when I turned around but he gave no indication that he’d noticed and his demeanour didn’t change at all. Fast forward to a few days ago; the sister announces to me that she’d told Tard to leave. He’d only been staying with them because he was having trouble with the men his housemates; they’d jumped him in the street the night before I first met him and beaten him up. I really didn’t think much of it until I reached the end of their street and there’s Tardy on the corner, looking lost. He waved so I pulled over and asked him how he was. Even though he obviously couldn’t remember my name, he recognised me and was friendly but obviously down. He told me that he’d been thrown out and then asked if I’d ‘collected’? Me being me, I said “yes but I’m about to head home...” And then thought, “shit, offer him a coffee (and a quick pipe)”. He was reluctant to accept at first but relented when I told him I was stopping to grab one anyway (and would sneak a pipe) to ensure that I was alert enough to drive. Long story short, I only just arrived home a few hours ago. When we started smoking, the conversation really flowed. And I kept sharing more and more, by which time it started to get dark. I asked Tard where he was staying and offered a lift but it was obvious he’d realised it was too late to arrange any emergency accommodation. There was no way I was going to leave the kid sleeping rough (Melbourne’s had a shocking cold patch in recent weeks). I felt responsible for that. I told him I’d book a hotel room in the city rather than drive home and that he was welcome to stay there and smoke pipes with me if he wanted. Seeing his eyes light up with gratitude was quite a special feeling but he still was reluctant to accept. I was uncertain if he mistrusted my motives or if he really just thought it was too much but I really couldn’t think of a way to broach the subject of what his concern might be without making it look and feel worse. So I just went ahead and presented him with a fait accompli; I booked a room and gave him my mobile number so he didn’t have to decide until later what he wanted to do. The kid rang me before I even got to my car. I was really pleased. I actually enjoyed talking to him; he’s a good kid who’s clearly had a rough upbringing and I knew that I would never act upon the attraction I had for him anyway. When we got to the hotel, he was like a little kid at Christmas. The view of the city skyline etc was incredible for him. After a few more pipes, Tard announced that he’d find a way to pay me back and, I thought, alluded to sexual favours. When I told him in no uncertain terms that I expected nothing in return but he could pay me half of the hotel bill when he could afford it if he wanted to. He seemed happy with that and we were having a great time just chilling. Until a few hours later, Tardy suddenly said, with a huge mischievous grin on his face, “I’m horny as fuck. I’ll suck your dick if you suck mine”. My immediate reaction was more annoyance than anything else but, I admit, Tard voicing the idea had caused some movement of blood in my nether regions. And then he started flirting full on. It was either that or he was taking the piss. He touched my arm; put his hand on my leg and left it there too long. It even felt as if he’d reached toward my cock before taking his hand away. I kept saying “please don’t mate”. I was speechless otherwise. He settled a bit but the look in his eyes remained...and, by now, I’m now getting pretty uncomfortable and embarrassed. And then Tard’s lowered his pants and his cock is out. It’s a fucking nice one too. Pretty big and oddly thick and veiny for such a skinny bloke. He’s rock hard and playing with himself. I couldn’t look away. Honestly, I wanted to deepthroat him right then and I doubt I was hiding the look of lust on my face. Until he took his shirt off. His body is gorgeous and I couldn’t hide my attraction any longer. My erection was pushing hard to escape and Tard made it clear he had noticed. But I still said, “no.” This wasn’t my intention in helping him and I hated the idea that he might think that’s how he could, or should, repay me. Tard just said, “shut the fuck up. We’re doing this because we want to” and he leaned forward to kiss me; just a small, almost apologetic peck initially but then he moved close and started touching my body and staring into my eyes. His touch seemed confident and assertive at the same time as seeming gentle and calming. Then he started kissing me passionately and his hand’s on my cock. I remember just looking at his chest and his nipples and all I could think about was how weirdly smooth and hairless his chest was compared to his face and his arms and legs. How beautiful those huge brown nipples were. How, when you really looked at them, there were a few strands of blonde chest hair around each nipple and some tufts of slightly darker hair on his chest. And how enticing they’d be to wake up to if you’d fallen asleep with your face resting on that beautiful chest the night before (preferably from exhaustion while feeling a firm young cock slowly losing its erection but never quite becoming flaccid.) As much as I kept protesting that he didn’t need to do this, Tard just kept kissing me and touching me, coaxing me to respond. Not that I didn’t lose that battle the instant his lips and his caress set my senses on fire. We were both as horny as hell and when I kissed, then licked and then sucked his left nipple, he groaned. It was the hottest sound I think I’ve ever heard. This young man was as turned on as I was. He wasn’t doing this because he thought he had to. And he was already naked and moving to lie down on the bed, easing me with him. All I wanted to do was ask him how his skin was so soft..it’s really annoying how my over analytical nature doesn’t even lay off when my senses are on fire....so I grabbed the pipe, and went shotgun with a massive amount of smoke in his mouth. At some point, Tard paused and said, “you need to understand that this is not something I haven’t done before. I have. Sure there’s been times when I’ve hated myself for it. But there have been others where I enjoyed it. And I’m loving this and I want this. With you. You make me feel special. You don’t talk to me like I’m dumb, like I’m a loser. You’ve shown me more care after meeting me a couple of times than some people I’ve known my whole life. Don’t worry: I’ve sucked cock to get drugs. I fucked blokes to get drugs. I’ve taken plenty of cocks just to score. Fuck me dead, I’ve taken cocks when there was nothing in it for me except not getting bashed. I’ve been fucked full of so much cum by so many blokes that I used to wonder why they didn’t talk to my “dirty boy cunt”. But I like having sex on drugs too and I’ve begged for cock after cock and load after load because that’s all I was to them. Been there, only a few months ago. Got gangbanged by probably a dozen old men because they gave me all the gear I could take and them some. And, afterwards, I had sex with another old guy because he was the only one who asked me if I was ok. So I said thank you the best way I know how. I pulled him towards me, kissed him and said, “please come here and make love to me. And I turned myself on my back and lifted my legs up and said, “give me your load daddy”. And he did. He fucked another load of cum into me. And I loved him for it. He fucked me like I was the only cunt left in the world. He blew in me like all the others but then he kissed me and held me and even told me that he was fucking his cum into me. His cum was to seed my cunt alone, not to be passed around to the next cock. And I loved him for that. But I still enjoy getting fucked. I love it. I love fucking women too but, shit, I think there’s hardly been a month when I haven’t gone out alone so I could get my cunt pounded. I’m good at giving it and at taking it. Both to live and because I enjoy the sensation of it all. And now there’s you. A hot guy who’s so caring that he can’t accept that he’s even sexier because he’s a bit shy and a bit worried about getting some care back. You’ve made a difference to me, you know. The way you look at me with all that lust but then you worry that you’re like the other thousand dicks that have blown their load into my cunt. But you’re nothing like them. You cared about me when your dick wanted you to fuck me like a worthless cunt but you actually talked to me like I was worth talking to. I want this, and I want you to want me just because you want this too.” I know I just collapsed into him when he said that. And, somewhere in exploring his body, my cock and his arse crack rubbed against each other and the boy just sighed. A massive sigh. That alone made my cock go even harder and Tard must’ve sensed it too because he started working his hole back toward the head of my cock. I can’t honestly even remember what he said but it was along the lines of “I’m so happy you top. It’s going to be yours tonight. I know you’re dying to get my cock in you and you will. And now you know that I can’t wait for you to fuck me”...which, of course, was my cue to thrust into his arse. I’d intended only to insert the tip but, somehow, I slammed into him, tearing through his second sphincter as well. I’m blaming the bottom though: Tard’s entire body just seemed to heave and push back on me so I gently pushed in further. Before I knew it, my cock was exploring the walls of his innards. I love watching a man’s eyes react when you penetrate his hole and the groan he made was just magical. And then Tard blurted out, “have you ever slammed?” It sounds awful in hindsight but it was so hot, so unbelievably hot, at the time. “Yes. Have you?” And his eyes lit up. “We’re going to slam fuck each other one day soon, aren’t we?” You should have felt how his body wrapped around my cock even more when I said, “I have some fits. We can do it tonight.” And, at that moment, one of us moved in such a way that our bodies were fucking each other. I don’t know if I thrust into Tard or if he thrust his cunt back onto my cock but suddenly I had ripped through his sphincter and was balls deep inside him. I’m a bottom who’s learned to be versatile, especially if a man has already taken control of my cunt and fucked me silly. Flipping is easy then. But it usually takes the attempted destruction of my cunt to make my dick reliable. Even though I flip pretty skilfully nowadays, I rarely top first. But we were fucking like animals. It was as animalistic and violent a fuck as I think I’ve ever done. Everything I saw from Tard, every sound he made, every thrust demanding I go deeper and harder...everything just made my desire for him and his pleasure more urgent. My cock and his cunt were one. I doubt I’ve ever loved another human being as completely as I did as I was making mad violent love to him. And then we flipped. And flipped. And flipped. After a few hours of fucking, we held each other a while. I’ve kissed and licked and sucked every inch of that boy’s body. And we ended up staying for three nights. We invited a few other guys over after the first day and a bit and it’s fair to say that Tard’s almost as insatiable for cock and cum as I am now. I’ve booked him into a hostel for a few weeks so he can sort out what he wants. And he’s got a standing invitation to stay with me on the farm as often and for as long as he needs. I’m already missing him. I want his cock inside me. I’m encouraging him to get tested for HIV but that’s up to him. It’s my birthday next week; I’m hoping he’ll get tested so he can tell me, if he tests positive, that he’s giving me an extra special present. But that’s selfish of me, I know...but it’d add even more fire to our love making. And, of course, I want my cock inside him. Not because I enjoy fucking the young man and not even because he derives so much pleasure from it...but because I get to hold him and feel the softness of his skin and smell him. He’s already reminded me of something I started to lose sight of: that it’s important sometimes just to be there for people you care about and have them care about you...

I am in Thailand and a Brazilian guy messaged me on grindr, so we start talking this afternoon and seems like we were a perfect match and I just knew he was going to be good. We were talking and he told me I like a clean ass cause I like to eat it before I fuck it. I said no problem my ass is always clean because I like ass to mouth. He loved that answer. So he comes over and we are walking towards my bungalow he grabs my ass and asks if it nice and clean, yes! We come in and get naked right away he jumps on the bed and my head is right between his legs sucking his beautiful cock. I sucked his cock for about 15 minutes getting him good and hard and he got up and dove into my ass with his tongue it felt so hot! He stood up and starting poking his cock against my hole and rubbing. No lube just a bit of spit from the rimming , he is amazing nice fat cock that you can feel every thrust and he is switching it up fast slow but I love when he would stick it n deep. After about ten minutes of fucking he pulled out and I gobbled his cock and suck him Until he was really hard again. He returns to fucking me and it feels awesome! He starts breathing fast and going really deep into my asshole, I know what is coming and I throw my hands behind his ass and pull him in even deeper and he blew his load deep in my ass! I was blowing him after and said he had to piss. So I asked him if he liked piss play and he said sure! We went into the bathroom and I knelt down in front of his cock and he told me it was coming, so I opened my mouth at the edge of his dick and was rewarded with some piss, I gobbled it up and pointed his pissing cock all over my body. We went for a smoke and after he said want to suck my cock some more? Ah yes! I must have sucked his cock for another half an hour, I devoured it. He got up and asked can I fuck you again? I said fuck ya! He started fucking me and was churning up his first load in my ass it really does make great lube. He was fucking me doggy and going deep which I love, I was oozing precum by the buckets! Once again he started deep thrusting and I realized I was about to get a second load! Pulled him in deep and he shot his second load. When he pulled out there was all churned up cum and ass juice all over his cock so like a good bottom I cleaned his dick for him, from the tip right down to his balls it was delicious ! Brings my two week total up to 8 loads 4 in the ass and 4 in my mouth.

I started like 2 years ago to bottom for any guy who wants to fuck me. was at the sex club at a glory hole wall. as I sucked an unknown cock, a gut touched my ass and pushed his cock inside me. with the other cock in my mouth I never turned my head around. in a few minutes the unknown guy had bred me... since I love just bending over in the fuck bench or glory hole having no clue who fucks me and letting literally anyone use my hole. even better if they shoot their babies inside me

I just took a homeless guys load in an alley in the middle of the day. quick 2 minute pump n dump

I am honored to announce I won two of the 2020 RavensEden adult industry awards for * Most Underrated Performer * Best Fan Video ("Powerfucking Jared Erikson" with JD Daniels topping me and TWilcox directing and editing) Here's to being the male breeding stock I am. Jared

faggots like us were born to be fucktoys and cumdumpsters. it just takes us different amounts of time to figure it out for several reasons. we are told we should be having safe sex and only with boyfriends and partners, one at a time and that we should have standards and a sense of shame and self-respect and pride. place a high value on having sex and just in a committed relationships blah blah blah. that's fine for normal gay men and boys but some faggots are born pussyboys. the Eason we exist is to be a human fucktoy and give males a hot body with a pair of fuckholes to dump their loads in.not just guys we're dating or guys we like, ANY AND ALL MALES that want to use us or any fuckslut that will let them. when it comes to taking loads we have a deep need. we don't care who blows their loads in us cause we are disgusting whores.we don't even care if we know the names of the men who fuck us or even what they look like. we know the guys fucking us have zero respect for us cause we are such dirty whores. we know hundreds of men know what trash we are but we are actually proud of it. most depraved perverts hide their shameful acts but we show off and openly brag about doing stuff most people would be ashamed of. I was lucky enough to be such an obvious faggot and cumdump that guys have always used me and I was trained to be a true pussyboy early so I have always been a bareback cumdumpster for whoever wants to use me and I live in a great city to be a cumdump. plus I have been able to find daddy and boyfriends that encouraged me to be a cumdump and actually whored me out to tons of men along with watching me take hundreds and hundreds of bathhouse loads each. sooner or later faggots like us realise what we are and turn into the dirtiest trashiest whores around. it doesn't matter what guys who fuck us look like or their ages, weights, status, sexuality, cocksize. we are basically human fleshlights. guys can do whatever they want to us and treat us as degradingly or rough as they want. I just had a guy spit in my face after he came in my ass and I said "thank you sir".welcome to the world of being a worthless cumdumpster xo

Day 1, Pt 8 Chris did as he was told and felt two fingers probing his hole. The last load from Colin was still in there but the other two had been absorbed hours earlier. PJ rubbed the tip of his fat seven incher over Chris’ hole and then pushed in. Chris took a deep breath as the shaft stretched his hole open. PJ’s cock was an inch longer and fifty percent thicker than Colin’s and that had been the only cock in him for at least a month. Once Chris got used to the thickness, he really liked how PJ fucked. He had a confidence in his strokes and would speed up and slow down based on how close he got to shooting. After a good twenty minutes, a whistle came from the campfire area and PJ started hammering Chris’ ass. Less than thirty seconds later he shoved in and pumped a huge load into Chris’ guts. He pulled out and said “suck me, quick.” Chris quickly turned around and took the cum covered cock into his mouth. PJ started to face fuck Chris just as Ken walked up. “Whatcha doing back here?” Ken asked. “Just getting some head. We didn’t want to wake up Colin and I like gagging the motherfucker” PJ replied. On cue, Chris went down all the way and faked gagging. “OK. Just remember the rules. Tomorrow you can fuck his brains out, not tonight” Ken said as he walked back to the campfire. Once Ken was far enough away, PJ let go of Chris’ head and smiled down at him. “Thanks for covering for me, bud. And the fuck too” PJ said quietly. He pulled Chris to his feet and hugged him from behind, whispering in Chris’ ear “It might be premature, but welcome to the club.” The group slowly came back to sit around the fire. They drank some more and then started to drift off to their tents. Eric walked up to Colin and gave him a stiff nudge. “You gonna take care of your newbie or do you want to sleep and let us to do it for you?” Eric said. “Fuck no” Colin said wearily. He called Chris over and the two disappeared inside their tent. Colin rolled Chris on to his stomach and straddled him. He stroked his cock for a few minutes trying to get it hard enough to fuck. He finally stuffed it into Chris’ hole muttering “Damn, I gave you a huge load last time.” Chris thought “This is almost as bad as the first fuck” as Colin plowed into his sloppy hole. After a few more minutes, Colin shoved in and groaned. Chris wasn’t sure if Colin actually came or just faked it for everyone else. He got the marker out of his shorts and added another tick to Chris’ shoulder and then rolled over on to his sleeping bag. Marks on Chris's back: ////

Intro 3 The following Friday, Chris’ phone rang. It was Steve - “Chris, can you come to my office for a few minutes?” “Sure thing” Chris replied and went back to the production area. He knocked on Steve’s door and went inside. “Close the door, please” Steve said. “Ken reminded me of one thing we forgot to tell you and a question to ask. Uh… Its really hard to deal with condoms on a trip like this since we need to collect all the trash we make, so everyone fucks raw” Steve said. "Oh… uh… yeah, I guess that makes sense. My ex and I used to fuck bareback too, well until I found out he was cheating on me” Chris replied. “Obviously, since you’re the new guy, we need to make sure that you don’t have anything that the rest of us can catch” Steve said. “I just got tested so I’m ok. It’s good to know you guys check this stuff out. It reminds me of the stuff I need to deal with when I start dating again” Chris said. “Yeah, you can’t be too careful. You might want to think about getting on prep after the trip, that way there’s one less thing to worry about. Can you swab your gums with this test kit just to be sure?” Steve said. “Uh… ok. Yeah, prep is probably a good idea since I want to be a lot more active than I have been” Chris said as he took the stick and swabbed before handing it back to Steve. “Thanks. 1 week to go. By the way, you ended up in the van with PJ, Danny, Eric and Colin who will be your tent mate. He was last year’s newbie so he can answer any questions you might have” Steve explained. “Eric? As in that Eric?” Chris said, pointing toward the production area. “Yeah, that one. A friend of his is going too, but he’s meeting us there since he lives near the river” Steve replied. As soon as Chris left his office and he had the test results, Steve sent a message to Ken - “newbie neg, no prep.” The week went by quickly and Chris got several messages telling him what to bring, all of which seemed normal for a summer time camping trip. He bought a few things like a new sleeping bag, bug spray, and sunscreen. The rest of the stuff like swimsuits, t-shirts, sweatpants and a rain poncho he already had. He added a douche bulb so he could clean out, since he didn’t like bottoming with a dirty hole. Danny dropped off a dry sack on Friday and told him everything he brought along needed to fit inside it. “Be ready at 3am on Monday morning. We’ll pick you up at your place” Danny said, grinning at Chris.

One guy, Jake, with whom I've been talking lately is, at 21, a few years younger than either Ari or me. Jake has known for the past four months that he is HIV positive, and he explained to me that he had chased hard for it, taking loads from guys who were up-front about being poz, as well as from random arcade glory hole cocks. Jake hasn't started meds and enjoys fucking around as both a top and a bottom. Since being diagnosed, he has fucked three chasers, two of whom have since tested poz but the status of the third won't known for a while as he won't be tested for a few more weeks. This tally doesn't include the possible infection of any guy who didn't specifically ask about Jake's status. All-in-all Jake estimates that, since converting, he has fucked six or seven guys, and taken an equal number of loads in his ass. Any how, I showed Jake pics of Ari, explaining that I wanted either have my Ari himself poz me, or have him arrange for me to be pozzed. Jake was definitely down for it, and asked if getting Ari to cheat on me would be easy. "I honestly don't know," I replied, and then asked "anyhow, how would I know if Ari cheated unless I caught him in the act?" Jake suggested I should orchestrate a 'chance meeting' with Ari where Jake could test the waters. I thought for a minute, and then mentioned Ari worked in a retail clothing store. With that information Jake came-up with a plan to determine if Ari would cheat on me, and if he did, it was likely Ari would end-up poz. And, if Ari didn't cheat, well, the door to a three-way was always open. With that, Jake instructed me not to have sex with Ari for awhile and asked where he worked. I agreed, and gave Jake the information, and also told him what days Ari has commented on as being slow-customer days. Thus armed, Jake could pick a time when he and Ari wouldn't be distracted by other customers, and during which Jake could test the waters.

i just bottomed for the second time in my life and had this happen to me, i thought it was soooo hot and it got me so excited. my dick started getting hard too. anyone else really turned on by this. i was in fucking heaven lol. the noise of his balls hitting me was such a turn on, i never thought i'd get fucked again because the first guy got in a relationship. but they recently broke up and he hit me up and i was sooo down to get fucked again. feeling his dick slowly going in my ass was just as amazing as the first time. i was like "fuck i missed this," i told him to hold his dick all the way up my ass so i could enjoy it and when he did.....i was in heaven.

Yup! The best sound and feel in the world is when a guys big balls are slapping against me as he rams deeply into me.

I was traveling for work last week. I had a conference to attend and was going to be in a hotel for 3 nights. I texted someone I knew from a chance encounter I had a few months ago. I’m not sure he remembered me but agreed to meet me the first night at my hotel. When he came to the door I had forgotten how tall he was. He towers over me and he’s built. Former competitive bodybuilder. I sat on the bed and he sat in the chair across from me and we chatted. Just shooting the shit and catching up from the last time we saw each other. He joined me on the bed and we made out for a while. He asked me what I wanted to get into and I told him I’ve been thinking about his fat dick since the last time and that I needed him to fuck me. He has a nice 7” cock. Not too long but it is really thick. He smirked and pushed me on my back with my legs in the air and lubed his dick and my hole. Slowly he pushed in until his dick popped in. He took his time while I got used to his girthy dick. Fucking me slow and deep. He has the stamina of a thoroughbred. He fucked me for 20 minutes on my back another 20 doggie and then back on my back with my legs behind my head so he could look me in the eyes when he planted his load in my hole. Wow! We made out for a while longer and then he had to run. Meeting an unnamed buddy for drinks. Laying on the bed I was still horny. Flipped through BBRT to see if I could find another top (or 3) to add more cum to my ass. No luck. All bottoms looking for the same thing I was looking for. Just as I was about to give up I got a message from a bottom looking for anonymous loads. 5 loads in and looking for more. My dick was hard thinking about it. I messaged him my number and he texted his address and said he had a guy on the way but to head over so I could fuck him immediately after. I got dressed and called an Uber and was on my way. I texted him from the front door of his building and he told me to wait 5 minutes and then buzz. The last guy was stilling fucking him. Nice. He buzzed me up. I passed the guy I assume just dumped his load as he came out of the elevator and I was going in. As promised he was waiting for me ass up his boipussy dripping a fresh load of cum. He sucked me for a couple of minutes and the I got behind him and fucked his sweet pretty creamy hole. Nice 10 minute fuck and I added my boys to his cunt. He cleaned my dick and I was back in an Uber heading back to the hotel. I had a great conference.

10 minutes is better than 30 seconds 😉

I love GermFactory's image of the recipient "presenting" to attract the attentions of the male. I can relate to that. In the past, I've put my energies into letting the nearby male know that I am in heat! Once he mounts me, I surrender all of me to his instincts to breed. I want nothing to distract him from driving to his climax and filling me with his seed. I just let Nature take her course.

Don't forget sucking your dad's cock and the 3 guys you fuck every morning that live in your building your straight trash

I wonder about this as well. Anal constriction is usually an involuntary reaction during orgasm in males. It took me years to reach the point where I can stop myself from doing it. I tend to orgasm violently and I have clamped down so hard before that I have forcibly ejected a cock with a determined Top’s full weight behind it (fortunately it just made him decide to “teach me a lesson”... 🙂). Forcing a guy’s balls through what would then be a verrrrrrry small opening, with that kind of force...😬

I moved into a very mixed neighbor hood. It was mostly Black There was very few whites in the area, Mostly Black. Right across the street was a Black Family, Mom and two Boy's, The one Black Boy immediately caught my eye He was skinny and lean and cute. He looked to be about 17,18 year old. One day He was out mowing the grass He was shirt less and wore a pair of white shorts. I could see the out line of His Black Dick through the shorts. I introduce himself to the kid He said His name was Logan. I asked Him what He would charge to me to cut my grass He said 30 dollars. He would come around every week and do His thing. It wasn't long before I started to find things moved or missing. I though I was going crazy about twice a week I would notice these things happening. Than I notice my porn would be out of place My Flesh Jack would be greasy Like it Had been used. Logan always seemed to know what I was doing or Had done. One night I went out and picked up a Black Guy in Leather when I brought Him home. He tied me to the bed and Fucked me with a Huge Black Dildo after that. He fucked me calling me a Bitch and a Slut. The next day Logan would say, Did you have fun last night and smile at me ? This went on for a few weeks 2 or 3 times a week. Some Black Guy would Fuck me. Logan all ways seemed to know Just what than looked like and just Had happen. One day Logan was hanging out. He Had a pair of Hand Cuffs dangling from His sagging Pants. He said, Bitch's like them.. That night I was beating off thinking about Logan, There was a noise outside. I looked out my window across the street. There was Logan He had His pants down and was Swinging His Black Meat in front of the window. He began to masturbate as if putting on a show , Than He stopped. The next night I was hoping for another show, But the window stayed dark. I went to sleep, A short time later I was awoken by someone in a Black Hood, He had a knife. He put a rag over my nose. He said to breathe dog, Breath deep and inhale, I immediately started to thrash with in a few seconds, I could not fight Him it any more, I tried to fight but I couldn't, He rolled me over and Tied my Wrists to the bed posts, I was scared.. He put a Ball Gag on me, And then put a Black Hood over my head. I could tell He had turned on a light. He got on top of me, He put a Rubber on and I could feel His hand guiding His Dick to my Ass Hole. This is what you wanted? He said He pushed the head of His Dick in my Hole. I tried to scream But the Ball Gag stopped me. His Dick kept sliding into my Ass. Than He started to Fuck me Roughly. He was calling me a Fucking Slut, Bitch. I'm going to Fuck you like a Bitch, His Hard Dick was going Deep in my Hole. I felt His Dick getting Harder and He said "I'm cumming" "I'm cumming" He pulled out of me Ass Hole. And Remove the full Rubber from His Dick, He took the Full Rubber and slid it on my Dick, And Stroked my Dick a few times. Here something to remember me by. He turned the light off and said Don't Move. He put the knife up against my face and said "I needed that !!! You don't tell anyone other wise I well cut your Dick Off. To show me He was serious He took the knife and put a single cut on my chest. And removed the ropes, His voice sounded familiar like I knew the voice. I felt Used and Ashamed, I reached down to my Hard Dick and masturbated my Dick with the Rubber Full of His Cum. After i came. I thought Guys don't get Raped, That only happens to women. I checked all the doors and windows they were all locked. I through about calling the cops, What would I say to them ? "I was Raped" How would I explain that I was Just Raped, The cops would say I asked for it, How would I explain the Rubber full of Our Cum. What would I say, So I didn't call the cops. After about a week, I went out to a Bar and got Drunk, When I got home I was so Horny. I put the Black Dildo on the Fuck Bar and started to Hop Up and Down on the Black Dildo. I Tied to Jerk Off, But I couldn't get a Hard-on. I eventually gave up. And went to sleep. The next night I fell a sleep early. I was woke up to a knife again my throat, There was the Black Hooded face again, I don't know why But the Hooded Face turned me on. He said don't move. With His free hand He put the Rope on my hands and tied them to the bed post. He removed the knife from my neck. He Had me Restrained and said You don't need the Ball Gag or the Hood this time ? "Do I " ? I shook my head "No," He set the knife on the table. He turned the light on, I like to see the pain and pleasure in your eyes and face, And ran His hands over my chest and stopped at my Tit's He pinched my Tit's. I've been watching you, You didn't call the cops, And tell them you were Raped, That's good, We don't need the cops finding all the drugs You have here. Open your eyes Bitch, I want you to see what a real Black Man looks like ! He flexed His Black Muscles and slowly removed His shirt and pants, and Boxers off, He was nude now, He flexed His Muscles again, Just compare my Black Dick to yours, My Black Dick is Big and Hard and full of Cum, Yours is soft and small, You like this Hard body don't you white boy? I shook my head "Yes" That's Good Your going to be getting a lot more of this Black Dick. I've seen the Black Guys that you bring home with you, I specially liked the Black Guy you brought home with you The one in Leather. He tied you to the bed and Fucked you with a Black Dildo and than Fucked you with His BBC. He was calling you a Bitch and Whore, You like being Domination by a Black Guy's ?. Yes I got a few Hidden Camera's, I've been recording your Fuck Session's , He got on the bed, He jammed His Black Dick in my mouth, Suck my Black Dick for the Camera, He forced it down my throat, He Fucked my mouth for a while. This is what a real Black Mans Dick taste's like. He removed His Black Dick from my mouth, His Black Dick was glistening with my spit, He pushed the Raw Black Dick against my Hole and His BBC slid on in, I started to scream and He slipped my face and said shut up. He started to push His Black Dick in even further, Tell me you want this Black Dick ? "Yes I want it" He slid His Black Dick into my Hole, I felt His Nuts against my Ass, He was all the way in, He Fucked me again, This ass feels good, He fucked me deep, I'm going to bred you. Put this Black Load in your Ass, He let out a growl and said I'm cumming, He was pumping His Black Seed into my white Ass. You got the making of a good slave for Black Dick, He started to Jerk me off, Rubbing His hand on my Dick, With little to no response, Nothing was happening He reached down and gabbed His Black Dick. He was instantly Hard again. He put His Black Dick next to mine, Side by side, Look at these Dicks, Your is white Small and Unresponsive, Your Nuts are small and can not produce any Cum, How could you ever Satisfy any body with that Dick. Mine Is Black Big Hard, Response's instantly, My Nuts are Big they hang low and I can Cum Multiple times. He slid His Black Dick into my Hole. "I Moaned", Till it was buried Deep. He grabbed my Dick and started to jerk me off as He was Fucking me, I couldn't get hard. My Dick was unresponsive. He pulled out of my Ass, And re positioned Him self with His legs were near my face and His Head was down near my legs, He slid His Black Dick into my Hole, He was opening my Hole up. He was Hitting my prostate, He switched positions again, and started to Fuck me all the way in And than all the way out. He put a Penis Pump on His Black Dick and it started to grow Bigger , Fatter He took another cylinder and placed it on my Ass Hole and it started to Suck, He increased the Suction on my Hole, It felt like He was pulling my Guts out. Just Relax and Push That's it, He turned the Suction up again. Yeah that's it, He removed the pump from my Ass, Than He placed His Black Dick in my Hole, As He removed His Black Dick He replaced it with His Hand, He kept replace His Dick with His Hand, Than His Hand pushed all the way in, To His wrist. He moved His Fist around in my Ass, I let out a Load Moan, He was remove His hand and than replaced it deep in my Hole. I was being Fist Fucked for the First time. I begged Him to stop. Not until I see your Rose Bud, I didn't know what He meant. He instructed me to push my Ass Lip's out, He said to push His Cum out of my Ass. His Black Dick was waiting in anticipation. His Fist and Wrist were going in my Ass Hole. I felt like I was being Fucked by a Massive Base Ball Bat. All of a sudden I was Cumming all over my self. He pulled His hand out of my Hole, He said to push the Cum out of my ass, As I was pushing the Rose Bud was Appearing, He gabbed His Phone and started to take Pics of my Rose Bud. He slid His Black Dick into my Rose Bud. He snapped some more pics. My Load on stomach, He took His fingers and scooped the Cum up. He pushed His fingers in my mouth and said Suck the Cum off my fingers. I have something for you, He put a very small Cock Ring on me. He Had to fight to get my Ball's through the Ring, He put some lube on my Dick and than squeezed it into the small Cage, The Cage had a tube that was inserted in my urethral to release urine and semen. He snapped the Cage onto the Ring And Locked it in place. He put the key on a chain and put it around His Neck. He untied my hands from the bed posts , Go ahead and check it out, I took my hand and placed it on the Cage I touched the Cock Cage, It was small and tight, How do I take it off I said ? You Don't, Only I do! You'll get used to it, He said. That Dick well never get Hard again, Not unless a BBC is in that Ass Pussy. Your Ass Hole well never be the same, You'll be Craving BBC in that Ass Hole from now on. Come over here, I must've of taken to long, The Cock Cage Had A Electrode Attachment, He turned the knob to one and there was a shock on my Dick, "I own you now" He turned the knob to three and the shock was more extreme, Who owns you ? He reached for the knob again, "You Do" "Who your Black Master" He reached for the knob again, "Your my Black Master" I said. Good Logan said, He reached for my Tit's and squeezed the one Nipple "You'll my Sexual Toy, "Your a Slave for Black Dick ! Only BBC well Satisfy you now, Your Ass Hole have been Blacken. That night I Squirted some lube in the Piss Slit and tied to Jerk Off. My Dick was totally in cased in lube, But I could not get Hard. The next morning early I was woke up by the Cock Ring, The Ring was too small. Later that day My Black Master came over and Fucked me. I begged Him to take the Cock Cage Ring off me. He refused .. I kneed down, I took His Black Dick in my Mouth. I well take your Piss, Please remove the Cock Cage, It hurts. He started to Pee in my mouth, I took all of His Piss down my throat, He turned around and said Suck my Ass. I started to eat His Ass out , I stuck my tongue in His Ass, I licked His Ass, and sucked it good , I kissed His ass several times, He turned around and said stand up. He took the key off His neck and unlocked the Cock Cage, He remove the Cock Cage. I took my hand and rubbed my Dick and Balls, That's all you get. He put the Cock Cage back on my Dick, You'll get used to it soon, From now on your going to take my Piss, When I want, I Don't care where it's at, You well drop to your knees and open your mouth and I well Urinate in your mouth, Under stand ! I said yes Master. Later that day Brandon came over He was with a Black Buddy of Login. He came over to smoke some weed, When Login came over He sat down and took a drag. He said Dam I got to Pee. He snapped His finger and pointed to the ground. I knelled down in front of Him. He unzip His pants and pulled His Black Dick out and placed in my mouth and started to Pee. After He was done done He zipped up. Brandon was looking in amazement , He said what a Fag. Login said I got to go, When He left He slapped my Ass, Brandon said that was gross. Your a Fagot. You take Dick up the Ass? I said "Yes" He started to get up, When He realized He had a Hard on, Look what you did to me, He pushed me down to my knees, and unzipped His pants, And pulled His Black Dick out of His pants, He pushed it into my mouth and said Suck It. . I was giving Him a Blow job, He was Fucking me Deep in my mouth, When He was close to Cumming He grabbed me by the hair and said I'm going to Cum, I felt His Black Dick start to Throb and than Squirt after Squirt of Cum when down my throat. When He was done He pulled His Black Dick out of my mouth. He stood over me looking down at me. He ripped my shirt off. Then He jammed His Black Dick into my mouth and let lose a Stream of Yellow Piss. He was Pissing so Hard that I couldn't drink it fast enough, He pulled His Dick out and started to Piss all over me, When He was done He shook His Black Dick and put it back in His pants and He walked out. Later that day Login came over with a shopping bag. In it was a 2 Quart Enema Bag. He said I was to use it was a everyday. To make sure that I was clean on the inside. He said to use it right away. I filled the bag up with warm water. I hung the bag up high and inserted the tube in my Butt and let the water flow. As the Bag was emptying into my Gut, My stomach started to grow Bigger. After the Bag was empty, I looked at my stomach it was sticking out, Login said Your having a Black baby, He said to keep the water in for 10 min. Than Shit it out. And then do it again. He said He want my Hole Clean from now on. I'm your Black Master now..

I don't mind a bottom fucking back. Moving around and girating too much is annoying. This isn't a porn shoot and no one is going to give u an Oscar or Tony for that wack performance. I had a few bottoms do this to the point I lost my erection, and one nearly bent my dick off he moving around so much. I stopped and called it. That shit annoys me as fuck.

So this year, I accepted a position with a touring production of a show that travels the US. Its my goal to take a load and swallow a load in every city we stop in. Although due to the Coronavirus and how crappy our health insurance is in this country is, I don’t know how long it is going to last. But lets skip the impending doom and gloom and talk about my cumdump status. Our 1st stop was near Fort Lauderdale, so I took my first day off to visit Club Fort Lauderdale. It was a Tuesday and not knowing how busy ½-price night would be. So as to not arrive “too early" and get as much time as I could with the crowd, I arrived at 430pm so that I could also finish prepping before the fun started. However after arriving at 430pm, I was greeted with a line of people waiting to get in and when I finally got up, I had to take a basic room as the video rooms were out. Well that wasn’t that big of issue, so I just rolled with it. Before I even got to my room, I almost got dragged into some fun. Having cleaned out 90% of the way before I left the hotel, I dropped my clothes and ran back over to the room only to be invited into s now threesome, so of course I got on my knees and swallowed some cock with the door open. Being that open we got a crowd of onlookers and very quickly or threesome turned into an orgy when we had 4 folks in the tiny room… I stopped sucking, someone started sucking and then the guy who’s room it was asked the newest guest to fuck him and a condom came out. First I thought was bummer, luckily he couldn’t take it, so I presented my hole for inspection and he jumped in it. Same condom he had on with the 1st guy, so still wasn’t happy, but considering I didn’t feel fully ready it was good. After a while of that the party broke up with no one losing a load. After that I finished prep and started walking about the club. While I was walking around, I ran into the monster cocked and it was only then that we both realized that we had a language barrier, he spoke French and I didn’t, however he did finally understand that I wanted it raw. So for the remainder of the night he kept calling me a bad boy, and as long as he kept fucking me with that Huge Daddy Dick, I was happy. Throughout the night I got fucked by him and a few others, but I mostly spent the night on my knees swallowing dick and loads. The highlight of the night was a massive pumped cock that I jammed down my mouth and throat and the muscle daddy it was connected to. He ate my dirty hole which had been used all night and sent me home after I blew my 3rd load satisfied.

It's a sad day in SelfMadeHell when a Man actively undermines what few pleasures can be wrung out of our short, sweet and occasionally epic lives... So. Go get fucked how you want, as often as you want, anywhere you want and drown that little nagging bitch voice in your head in a pool of jizz. Be the unapologetic out-of-control cumdump you were always meant to be.

Part 20 - February 2020 During the summer of 2019 Byron and Stefan married in a quiet ceremony in Malvern. Only family and close friends were invited to the unconventional wedding of a straight guy to an openly gay one. It mattered not to them about sex, it was love that held them together so strongly. Byron had started medication and within two months was undetectable, Stefan helped Byron through the first two weeks suffering bad side effects until his body adjusted to the drugs in his system. Sam, Darren and Stefan were off to visit Byron who was doing a 3 month sold out run on Broadway with Stefan's mother Louise. Three months ago Byron had won the Olivier award for best actor in a musical propelling him to fame amongst the theatre set. He was now fielding job offers for movies turning them down as his first love was still dance. Sam hadn't faired to bad either having agreed to appear in a few shows at Covent Garden, when it was announced tickets had sold out that day, he too was becoming a big box office draw for ballet lovers from all over Europe who had seen him touring a few yeas ago. His biggest love in life though was Darren, they had been photographed together publicly at events during the year. The past year had been strange for Darren not only had his life changed but within 3 months of working as assistant production he went to production manager with a massive pay rise. He was good at his job and seemed to have a very good eye and a natural flair at this work. After 7 months he was head hunted by another theatre group as their director of production, he found it hard having to manage the group of staff at first and with Stefan's help and guidance he overcame those challenges. His body had changed from working out with Sam and Michael, his muscles showed more definition, easing up on the workouts in the later part of the year happy with how his body looked. The biggest change was that many of the gay or bi cast loved working and flirting with him. A couple of times some high profile stars tried to kiss Darren failing miserably. The only two people privileged to that access were Sam and Byron. By December 2019 Darren was getting offers from theatres to come in and run productions that paid stupid amounts of money, tempting as it was he liked working for the three theatres in the group and as a bonus they happened to be showing the top musicals in the west end. Sam and Darren would often go to the Surrey countryside to visit Sam's parents when they needed to get away from their now hectic lives. Michael still flirted outrageously with Darren whenever the opportunity presented itself. Sam and he had become good friends with Michael and Tony and the relationship stayed as friends nothing more. Sam was Darren's everything and apart from Byron being allowed in the bed they closed their relationship, seen by many how serious the two had become. Over Christmas Darren had proposed to Sam unexpectantly and they both now wore engagement rings with a date set in August 2020, the ceremony was to take place in Sam's hometown with just a selected few guests. Darren rushed around the flat "I know where I put it" he called out running back to the kitchen. Sam stood there laughing unable to control himself "Come on we will be late" he called after him. "Found it" Darren said looking relieved and waving his passport. Sam rolled his eyes "I told you to find it yesterday" he smiled walking towards Darren and kissing him. Darren held him in a long kiss before pushing Sam away "Come on or we will be late" he said mocking Sam. "You will pay for that later" Sam replied chuckling. Darren pulled the handle of his suitcase up tilting it ready to leave "Oh no, you will!" he exclaimed laughing. Locking the door behind them they left the and down in the elevator to the waiting car that was taking them to the airport. Having never flown or even been near an airport before Darren was excited but also sick with nerves unsure what to really expect. He was also excited to be spending the week in New York. Stefan arranged all their travel plans and the car arrived at Heathrow Terminal 3 then drove up to a barrier that opened, the car passed through and Darren watched the barrier behind them close then the one in front open. The car proceeded up the ramp under the cover of the building and in to a small circular drop off zone, he could make out the words inside the small reception area Upper Class Wing. They were greeted exiting the car and Whisked through check-in and in to the clubhouse lounge where they met up with Stefan. After a cool reception when they first met up again Darren and Stefan had become friends, finally putting their past behind them. Byron was at the airport to meet the guys when they arrived and spent the afternoon with them before heading off to the theatre. By early evening they arrived outside the theatre and Darren was amazed to see all the publicity strewn across the front with large pictures of Byron and Stefan's mother on stage. It was like a surreal experience seeing Byron do what he was now famous for. Sam put his arm around Darren's shoulder whilst he looked at the posters. They turned hearing Stefan calling to them to hurry up, they caught a glimpse of famous movie stars entering the theatre having their photos taken by the press. Byron had warned them it was the same every night with the press since word got out that New York's elite attended the show. Sam took Darren's hand and walked with him towards the entrance, suddenly his name was called out to stop. Sam had never performed on Broadway, he was famous amongst the arts in his own right and photographers recognised him arriving. The photographers took pictures of Sam and Darren still holding hands, they paused for a moment then walked in to be met by the theatre manager Rosie who escorted them to their seats. She completely stumped Darren knowing who he was and complimented him on managing the shows so brilliantly in the west end. Sam quite happy for once to be a back seat looker proud of his man. New York was an amazing experience for Darren. Two nights Sam and Darren spent with Byron having sex were incredible, he had to slap himself as he fucked Byron who was facing the window overlooking the lights of Manhattan. Darren still couldn't quite believe he was here, looking off to the distant views of the skyline. He looked over at the smile on Sam's face watching Byron and him, Sam mouthed the words to Darren 'Your next' rubbing his cock. Darren grinned and wriggled his ass and Byron moaned. Sam had finally fucked Darren two weeks ago, a moment of intense pleasure that seemed to bring the love between them full circle. On the fourth night Stefan and Byron returned to their suite at the hotel. Stefan undressed and laid on the bed waiting for Byron to finish showering. Returning to the bedroom Byron climbed on the bed into Stefan's arms and kissed him lovingly for several minutes. Slowly he begun to work his way down Stefan's body, his chin hitting the solidness of Stefan's erection. Gently he caressed the shaft with his tongue working up to the head and finally engulfing him completely. Stefan moaned laying his head back on the pillow, his hand stroking Byron's head. Somehow he felt distant, he loved the oral sex Byron would perform on him, yet strangely he felt incomplete like something was missing. Stefan raised his head and looked down at Byron who glanced up, it was like his eyes were smiling up at him. He loved the man so deeply that it was hard to explain how and even why he had ever felt this way towards Byron. He gasped nearly rolling his eyes back seeing him go down all the way. His curiosity and finally got the better of him. So what he thought I love him. Byron stopped sucking and looked at Stefan who seemed to staring at him expressionless. Byron was about to say something but Stefan leaned forward and pulled him on to his back. Unsure what was going through Stefan's mind at this moment he looked a little concerningly at him. Byron watched Stefan kneeling up running his hand down Byron's leg, diligently Stefan watched his hand and pulled Byron's leg further away from the other. His hand moved over his cock and balls slipping downwards until he caressed Byron's hole. Looking up at Byron's face he saw a look a worry. Stefan leaned forward and kissed Byron to reinforce that nothing was wrong, doing so his legs moved and slipped in between Byron's. He had watched Sam fuck Byron enough times to roughly know what to do lifting Byron's legs he spat on his hole gently and nursed his saliva in with his finger. Byron laid there quietly watching him, moaning a little feeling his hole getting slick from the saliva he briefly closed his eyes and felt the bed move. When he opened them Stefan was inches away from his face, Byron raised a hand and stroked the side of Stefan's face leaning up he kissed him softly then rested his head back down on the pillow. Stefan rubbed his cock a couple of time allowing the foreskin to roll over the head dispersing his pre-cum evenly. He took one last look at Byron then positioned the head against his hole and pushed gently. Stefan's nerves tingled feeling the his cock entering Byron, it felt different there was no mistaking that. It also felt tempting with the resistance the more he pushed, he gasped feeling at least a couple of inches had now entered Byron. His ass seemed to grab hold of his cock sending waves of pleasurable sensations up through his shaft dispersing in his body. He felt the hands of Byron on his shoulders gently massaging and stroking. Byron was looking at him 'Are you sure?' he asked Stefan quietly. Stefan looked down at him and half smiled pushing a little more feeling Byron's hands holding his shoulders tightly, he moaned pushing his chest up 'oh god' he mumbled. For Stefan it appeared to take ages before he found he could push no further, realising he had penetrated his lover. Byron clasped his hands around Stefan's neck pulling him forward to kiss. The natural instinct of man took over to breed, Stefan began to slowly fuck Byron. The feeling he had was unlike anything else he had experienced before, there was no condom just the feeling of his naked cock touching the inside of Byron. All these thought running through his head triggered his whole body and increase the intensity of his fucking. Byron moaned unable to contain himself and completely lost in state of lust and desire for this man, feeling every inch of Stefan inside him, his toes curled his cock began ejaculating in strong contractions blasting his cum up across his chest. His ass muscles contracting and Stefan fucked faster groaning and looking Byron in the eye 'fuck' he yelled lifting his head up, body pushing harder against Byron. He thrusted faster, his cock firing on all cylinders with no barrier to stop it, it planted deep in to Byron's body. Stefan continued fucking until his body began to relax, collapsing forward into Byron's arms they kissed. Stefan laid his head on the pillow watching Byron lovingly and stroking his arm. "What was that for?" Byron asked in amazement. Stefan smiled "I don't know, it was like my body wanted me to do it" he replied "like something was missing". Byron stroked his face "And did you find what was missing?" he asked. "Oh yes, you" Stefan replied rubbing his nose against Byron's. Byron chuckled and parted his lips kissing Stefan their arms wrapped around each other holding each other tightly. Stefan never identified himself as gay or straight, not wanting to be labelled he only identified himself as non binary. The fact he was married to the man he loved most in the world was a private matter between their families. After several months and once he was confident about sex with a man, Stefan finally got to have sex with Sam. As mush as he wanted to fuck Darren he took one look at Stefan's cock and said no way!. Over the years Stefan and Byron would return to New York and celebrate the anniversary of their sex, it was a little quirk that Sam and Darren found funny but happily they travelled with them to celebrate. The four of them increasingly found themselves bound by a natural love and deep friendship for each other. Their history and past laid to rest.

Sorry for the delay, had a bit of writers block. Hope you enjoy. Chapter 21 A couple of months later I had finally closed on my apartment so I decided to have a few friends come over to help me properly break the place in. My son Josh had come over early to help me set up the sling. Lucas and Thomas were the first to arrive. It was summer so Lucas was only wearing a pair of very short shorts and a tight tank top. It looked like he was still smooth but he was now sporting a few new tattoos. Thomas gave me a big hug and said, "thanks for inviting us, my boy's been horny all day." "Oh sorry Lucas, there won't be any fucking going on tonight." Fuck he was so cute. He got this sad look on his face and his lower lip started to quiver. "Don't believe a word he says," Josh said walking into the room. "My dad's full of shit, there will definitely be fucking going on here tonight." He was standing in front of Lucas, "damn, dad wasn't kidding you're fucking cute. I'm Josh and you must be Lucas." He grabbed Lucas's crotch and grinned. "Damn boy, are you locked away?" "Yes sir." "Fuck that's hot." He gave him a kiss then turned to Thomas, "I've heard a lot about you guys it's nice to finally meet you." "Wait, are you guys real father and son?" Thomas's mouth was hanging wide open. "Oh did I forget to mention, both of my real sons are total poz cum sluts," I said. Thomas just shook his head, "that is so fucking twisted and I'm rock hard just thinking about it." He turned to Lucas, "boy, why don't you get naked and show these nice men your new artwork. Kevin, I can't thank you enough for hooking us up with Max. That was quite the experience." I chuckled, "how many loads did he leave with?" "Honestly, I lost count." Lucas was now standing at attention naked with his dick still locked away. He had several tattoos on his chest and back. My favorite was the tramp stamp he had which said 'poz boy, property of Thomas.' I also noticed he had several bio haz tats on various places on his body. "Damn boy, what a fucking slut. You like your new ink?" "Yes sir I love them." Josh was already naked standing behind Lucas. He gave him no warning before he bent him over the back of the couch and shoved his hard dick inside his cunt. Lucas let out deep moan. "Sorry Thomas, I guess I should've asked permission first but you're boy is so fucking hot I couldn't resist." "No apology needed. That's what he's here for, use his cunt and fill him up. Isn't that right boy?" "Mmm, yes sure, thank you sir." Matty and Chris from Dr. Manning's office showed up next and were naked before the door was even closed. We'd been fucking for about an hour when Scotty and some new guy arrived. Oh this was interesting they were holding hands. "Hey Kev, love your new place. Holy shit is that my realtor Lucas?" I laughed, "yep turns out he's a complete cum whore. Thanks for recommending him." "Damn I had no idea." Thomas added, "oh this is a rather recent development. Hi I'm Thomas, Lucas's new Master." "Well damn, that's hot. I'm Scotty and this is my friend Mitch." "Just friends?" I asked looking at their joined hands. "Ahh we're still figuring that out." Brandon, Dr. Manning's nephew, had been right behind them but I was so distracted by Mitch that I totally missed him. "Yeah they may not know what's going on but everyone around them can certainly tell." "Hey Brandon, remember I can still fire you," Scotty cried out. Brandon just grinned very proud of himself. Mitch reached out to shake my hand. "Hi Kevin, it's nice to finally meet you. Scotty talks about you all the time." "Interesting as this is the first time I'm hearing anything about you. But I guess this explains why I haven't seen him in awhile." "Oh come on Kevin, it's only been a couple of weeks since we last saw each other," Scotty said while playfully hitting me on the shoulder. "And one of those weeks I was at a conference which, if you must know is where I hooked up with Mitch." "Hooked up indeed," Brandon snickered. "I mean met him again," he said turning a deep shade of red. "Well come on in and get naked and stick your dick in a warm wet hole." Brandon saw the sling set up in the dining room and started grinning from ear to ear. "Hot! I love pounding a neg hole in a sling. Please tell me there's at least one neg boy here tonight?" "Sorry Brandon, the closest guy here to being negative would be Lucas, the guy over on the couch with Scotty's dick buired deep inside him. He officially joined the club about a month ago." "Damn I've really been itching to breed some more neg ass." I just smiled at him, "I totally understand. There's nothing better than sinking your hot poz cock deep inside a unprotected neg hole, knowing you're changing his life forever. You can always go on to all those apps and see if you can find anyone chasing and invite them over." "You sure," Brandon said but he already had his phone out. "Knock yourself out kid. I wouldn't mind pounding a neg hole myself." Brandon was grinning from ear to ear as he showed me the quick connect ad he placed on bbrts. 'Group of horny toxic tops looking for neg guys to impregnate. Serious guys only, no pussies on PrEP.' I'd never really had much luck with those ads so I wasn't really holding out much hope, but less than ten minutes later Brandon let out a cheer. "Fuck yeah there's some hotty less than fifty feet away who's interested." A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. I smiled at Brandon and told him to do the honors. On the other side of the door stood the cutest kid. "Fuck son how old are you," I asked. "I'm 18 sir you can check my license if you want." I took a look and said, "damn son, today's your birthday. You sure about this? Every single one of us is toxic as fuck. Once you start there's no going back." "I'm sure sir, I've been dreaming about this day for years. Please sir I want the gift for my birthday." "Fuck," I said, "you heard him guys. This slut wants our gift for his birthday. Knock him up." They strapped him into the sling, Brandon dropped to his knees and started eating the kids tight smooth hole. "Oh my god that feels so amazing." "Damn kid," I said, "if you think that tongue feels good wait until he shoves his hard poz dick inside you." "Yes, yes, yes fuck me please fuck me hard. Knock me up!" Brandon looked up from in-between his legs with an evil grin on his face. He slowly stood up and placed his hard cock at the entrance to the kids neg ass. "You sure you want this boy? This is your last chance." "Please! Poz me set me free." "You got it slut." Brandon pushed his toxic dick deep inside all the while the kid was moaning and screaming in pain that soon turned to pleasure if the look on his face was anything to go by. Brandon had given me his phone to keep an eye out for any other neg guys wanting to join our little party. A cute older guy had sent him a message on his scruff profile. 'Hey, I'm probably too old for you but thought I'd take a chance. You're really hot.' Responding as Brandon I said, 'Hey, your hot yourself.' I really hated these apps, I never knew what to say. 'Thanks man, what you looking for?' 'My friends and I are looking for neg guys who aren't afraid to take a poz cock deep inside their hole and let us fill them with toxic cum.' I laughed to myself, that would send him running for the hills. 'Holy fucking shit, are you for real?' I smiled and typed, 'there are currently eight horny non medicated poz guys here looking for neg guys who know what they want.' 'Fuck! That is so hot.' 'Yeah, so you neg?' 'Yes I'm neg not on PrEP.' 'Good man. So you in or not?' 'You guys are really toxic?' 'Don't waste my time. If you cum you'll leave a changed man.' 'Address?' I typed out my address and added, 'you have ten minutes to get here starting now.' I didn't receive a response so I figured I'd either scared him off or he was frantically on his way. Nine minutes later he buzzed my apartment. When I opened the door there stood a hot muscular guy about six feet tall, trimmed beard, wearing a tank top so I could see tattoos on his shoulders running down his upper arms. He had dark blonde hair with piercing green eyes. "Holy fuck you're hot," I stammered out. He chuckled, "thanks, you're not so bad yourself but not quite what I was expecting based on your pics." I started laughing. "Sorry about that. The scruff account belongs to the guy over there pounding the kid in the sling. I'm Kevin, I was the one sending you the messages. I'm sure he'll be done shortly if you prefer his young dick buried deep inside you." "Umm okay. You guys really poz?" "Yep toxic, all except the guy in the sling but we're working on changing that." I grinned at him. "You really neg?" "Yep I am and I'm really not on PrEP either. Fuck this is so twisted, messed up, hot as fuck and my dick is rock hard." "We aim to poz," I said smiling a big cheesie grin. "There's several younger guys here who would gladly take a turn on your ass." "Actually to be honest with you, not that I'd say no to any of those hot young guys but I'm really more into guys closer to my age." "Hmm, interesting, and just how old are you?" "I'm 57." "Fuck are you serious? I'd have pegged you in your forties easily. You are so hot! I'm 52, is that too young for you?" I smirked at him. "No you little shit that's perfect. Now are we done with the small talk? Are you going to knock me up or what?"

I dont think im into drinking it but i still do since most ones i date or hookup with is area where they rather piss in mouth and mostly down throat half choking me.. i wouldnt say i get any pleassure from this more than the feeling and hear it satisfies my hookups.. they seem to respect me more when i do take it and they wont need to take break from the mouthfucking, throatfuck and me sucking their cocks just to take a piss and find place to do so. they feel its better to fill my throat and since i dont eat much if anything before meeting since its better not to when swallow cum and cock and prefer being prepared, hungry because then i work much more for lil amounts of something to consume.. what i like isnt as important of the mans comfortability.. also he doesnt need to make a mess pissing outside since inside mouth and throat the mess is easier to control and be gathered.. almost like a vessel whom take the piss and ill be the one to go piss few hours later when im not in use either and better timing for it..

Vince spit on the kids hole a few times and then slapped his fat 8" dick against it, Devon tossed the lube on the bed and Vince lubed up his dick and spit on last time and then pressed against that tight little hole, the boys hole resisted as his moans turned to groans and finally Vince broke though and his fat dick started to slide into the boy. Two, three and then four inches and Vince had the look of pure please as I told him his was the first bare dick ever in the boy. He pressed steadily and finally got balls deep in the kid. He fucked him for twenty minutes and then finally shot a huge load in the boy. Devon tossed a marker to him and Vince put the first slash on the kids back. Vince cleaned up as Devon took his place and slide his 10" dick slowly into the boy. He was not nearly as thick as Vince but still thick and began to fuck the kids opened up lubed hole. Vince came out of the bathroom and said will be back, that is one fine ass, just text Danny and Mike to come hit it, good Devon said I send out a few text myself. Devon got to use Andrew for 25 minutes before the next guest arrived and shot two loads in the boy by then, Mike entered the bedroom as Devon was cleaning off his dick in the bathroom and got up behind Andrew and began to eat the kids cummy hole. Mike is white 5'9 175 average build, 7.5" and 25 years old. By the time Devon came out Mike was fucking the kid, it did not take him long to blow a load in the kid and he pulled out and zipped out and took off but said text me when he has a full ass again. Mike passed two guys he did not know on the way out and told them the kid has a great ass, One was Tall blonde lanky late 30's and the other built late 40's with salt and pepper hair 6'2 at least. Mike thought, fuck can't wait to taste their cum in his ass. Devon was in the living room when the guys knocked, he had just slipped a couple shards in the boy and put the mark Mark forgot to place. Devon welcomed the guys and said you two are just in time, he is in here follow me. Brad the lanky one pealed off his clothes and his skinny body revealed a large scorpion on his rib cage on the right side and a fat 7.5" dick and The older guy had a biohazard tat just above his dick you could faintly make out with the patch of hair growing but his dick was also thick and looked to be at least 9". The blonde went first and lined up his lubed dick and slide slowly in Andrew. Fuck dude this kid has a great ass, the older guy began to kiss the blonde, Devon had them in the phone as one but remembered that Rick was the Blonde and Robert was the salt and pepper. Devon told Rick he was glad he could make it, this was only the fifth bare dick the kid had ever had, fuck dude that is so hot Rick said. First Poz load, Put your mark on the left side when you are done Devon instructed. Rick told him he was getting close, stop talking like that and Devon tossed the red marker on the bed and Rick could not hold back and shot his Poz load up the kids hole. Robert quickly got in place as they heard the front door open and Robert Fucked the kids for ten minutes and shot his load, he had not heard it but there were now three guys and Devon standing behind as he placed his Red Mark on the kids back. He got up and told Devon he wanted more of the kids ass and would text in a few hours.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 10 I felt roped into something I didn’t want to be doing, and before I knew it, it was Friday, date night. By the afternoon I wasn’t feeling much like meeting Brian, not because I didn’t want to go on the date with him. That was a given. It was because I was pretty certain the symptoms of my gono were kicking in. My ass was itching along with my balls, and it burned when I pissed. I didn’t have a discharge yet, but I was certain that would be along shortly. I wondered if I was going to start a sore throat too. The AIDS daddy was right about one thing….it was sweet to me. I realize most people would think I’m a bit twisted for being turned on by HIV and other STDs, but everyone has their fetishes, so more power to them I always say. Mine are just a bit on the taboo side. I couldn’t deny my turn ons and didn’t want to. I found myself boned up that I now had gono on top of HIV. I wondered if my HIV would mutate or if the AIDS daddy being full-blown would hit my immune system hard enough take me to AIDS status as well. The thought just made my cock even stiffer. Anyway, I felt like canceling my date, but I didn’t have Brian’s phone number, and thinking I’d probably cancel my date, even if my mom had it, I’m sure she would not give it to me. I text Zak. “I’ll be heading to my “date” in a few hours. I have a little added bonus too.” “Yeah? Flowers for your new boo?” “Yeah right….my heart is all pitter patter….” “Crabs?” “You wish, bitch!!” “A hump back?” “Do I need to bitch slap you?” “Ooh….I love when you take charge, babe.” “I’ll charge your ass up, bitch, cause I’m sure I have gono. I have some burning when I piss and my balls and ass are itchy. No discharge…..YET.” “Fuck….wish I was there. You need to share that with me, babe.” “I knew you would want it. LOL.” “I’ll be there tomorrow. We’ll take care of it this weekend, but you’re not starting antibiotics before giving me your seed.” “You got it.” “Well, if you decide to knock up Brian, he’ll be getting a little bonus.” “It’s a hot thought, but knocking up my mom’s neighbor?....I’m not going there.” “Well, play it by ear, and I want details, babe.” “LOL….I figured….see you tomorrow.” Being a prompt guy I reluctantly arrived for my “date” about 10 minutes early. Brian greeted me at the door and stepped outside to chat with me. “Hey, Isaac…..” I interrupted, “You can call me Zeek, Brian.” “Ok…..Zeek…….Um…..I guess it’s best to just say it. I already have a boyfriend.” I started to laugh. “What’s so funny?” “I have a boyfriend too.” He chuckled, “So how did this happen?” “I’ll tell you how…..we have two meddling mothers with selective hearing who don’t know the meaning of the word ‘no’.” “I didn’t even know you’re gay, Zeek. Not until my mom found out from your mom last week. Then suddenly we’re compatible simply because we’re both gay.” “Yeah, gotta love ‘em,” I said sarcastically. “You know I thought about canceling our date, but I didn’t know how to reach you. My boyfriend encouraged me to go anyway.” I again chuckled, “Well, same thing with my boyfriend.” After a pause of silence looking at each other awkwardly, we both laughed; relieved that we were both on the same page. “So, want to keep our moms guessing and go have a drink,” Brian asked? “Sure…I think they deserve a little pay back.” “Mind if I invite my boyfriend to join us? You can meet him.” “Not at all…..see if he’s free.” “What about yours? Think he could join us?.....A little double date so to speak?” “No, not tonight. He lives in Chicago.” “Well, maybe I can meet him another time.” “Sure….. So, is This is It Bar ok with you?” “That’s fine…..my boyfriend and I hang out there sometimes. One of the bartenders is cute too. I’ll message him and see if he can join us.” “Cool….sounds good.” Within a minute Brian’s phone lit up. “Well, that was fast,” I said. “Yeah, he’s a bit curious....(after checking his message) Ok, he’ll meet us there. Ready to go?” “Yep.” Brian and I sat at the bar tipping our beer when his boyfriend approached from behind me. “Ah, there he is.” Brian tapped my arm. “Zeek, this is my boyfriend, Ian. Ian, this is Zeek.” I turned around to see the blonde twink that Zak and I bred a few weeks ago. Ian’s jaw dropped open and his eyes widened with fear. I played dumb, extended my hand and introduced myself, “Pleased to meet you, Ian.” He shook my hand, “Ah, H-Hi,” he stuttered….. “N-Nice to meet you.” I asked, “Would you like a drink, Ian?” He paused still holding onto my hand. “Are you alright, Ian? You look dumb founded,” Brian asked. Ian let go of my hand and grinned, “Ah, I’m fine. It’s just been a busy day.” He put his arm around Brian as if to reinforce once more that he was Brian’s boyfriend. “I’ll have a beer too,” he replied. I flagged down the bartender and bought Ian a beer. It was obvious that Brian had no clue that his boyfriend was cheating on him, and that he loved being bred Zak’s and my poz cum. Ian inquired, “So you two just met today?” “Well, we grew up across the street from each other. We hung out a little when we were young, but not a lot,” I replied. “Yeah, I didn’t even know Zeek was gay until our moms tried to set us up.” “So, find out anything interesting about each other,” Ian nervously inquired? “No, nothing much; just that we both have boyfriends now,” I said. “We mainly reminisced about our younger days growing up across from each other,” Brian added. “Oh, so you have a boyfriend too,” Ian “naively” asked? (Thinking to myself)….Yeah you remember him, don’t you. He planted his poz seed in you when we both fucked you a few weeks ago. But I just smiled and said, “Yeah, his name’s Zak.” Brian burst in and tapped my arm, “You know, I actually had a little crush on you, Zeek.” “You did?” I replied as my cock twitched at the thought of pozzing his ass too. “Yeah, it was when I was about 7, but I didn’t put two and two together that I’m gay until my teens.” “I had no idea,” I said. “It’s kind of why I distanced myself from you. I figured you were straight.” “That was about the time I was figuring out that I’m gay. I kind of figured you were straight too, so I just let it go.” “Boy did our gaydar suck.” We all laughed. “Wow…you two could have been each other’s first if you had stayed buds a little longer,” Ian said. “Yeah, probably, but I’m certainly no virgin anymore,” Brian said. I looked at Brian and grinned. “Ah, yeah….I’d say that’s long gone for me too.” “Been around the block a time or two, huh?” Ian added teasingly. “Ah, something like that….I’ll let your imagination run a bit wild with that,” I replied then gave Ian a corner eyed evil grin. After a few more drinks we were flirting and teasing each other quite a bit. I could tell Ian was in deep thought a little on the nervous side knowing I know his partner and also know he enjoyed taking our poz loads a few weeks ago. I teasingly added, “Hey, Ian, What kinky thoughts are going through that head of yours?” “Who, me?” he replied in an innocent tone. “Yes, you,” Brian said. “If you only knew,” he replied then chuckled. “I can imagine,” I flirtatiously added. Brian said, “Ooh, we can explore that later tonight.” “There you go, Ian. Let it out. Brian wants it……live on the wild side,” I said. I knew what thoughts were going through Ian’s head. I could tell by the twitching cock in his pants too. Ian excused himself to the bathroom. I assume to calm down his boned up cock over the poz thoughts dancing through his brain. Boy, If Brian only knew his boyfriend was turning into a chaser. I no sooner got home from dropping off Brian and my phone lit up. It was a text message. “Zeek, this is Ian.” “Hey Ian…..I see you kept my number.” “Yeah, I couldn’t toss your it out. That night with you and Zak scared me, but turned me on so much.” “I understand totally.” “Are you going to tell, Brian?” “Don’t worry, Ian. That’s your business. I find it hot that you’re cheating on Brian and turning into a chaser.” “This scares me.” “But you want more poz cum, don’t you?” “Yeah, I do. It’s such a turn on. I tried to resist it.” “That desire never goes away, Ian. You can try to resist it or give in and let your desires run wild.” “I don’t think I can resist it anymore. I don’t think I want to either.” “It only grows stronger, Ian….believe me. You’ll want it more and more.” “How long have you been chasing?” “Not long…..I still chase poz, but I’m not neg anymore.” “You’re poz too?” “Yeah, you may have gotten a charged load from me that night after all. I got the fuck flu about a week later. I just have to go test to confirm it.” “Oh fuck!! I’m rock hard now.” “Figured that would turn you on.” “I’d love to take your load.” “Well, you’d be getting an added bonus if you do.” “What do you mean?” “Zak and I had a little celebration of my conversion at the bath house. Think I have gonorrhea so you may want to wait.” “Oh Fuck!!” “Fuck what?” “My cock is throbbing.” “Bones you too, huh?” “YES!! My cock is rock hard.” “Do you want my load?” “Yes!!” “Do you remember where I live?” “Yes!!” “Come on over.” 30 minutes later my doorbell rang. I opened the door already boned up. “Hi……come on in.” Ian was obviously fully erect from the bulge in his pants. He walked past me, and I closed the door. “Are you sure you want this?” “Yeah, I’m sure.” “You know you will probably poz if you aren’t already infected?” “I know. I don’t care.” “What about Brian? Do you want to poz him after you charge up?” “I don’t know. The thought turns me on, but…..” “Are you scared?” “Yes, but I’m so turned on.” Ian’s cock again throbbed in his jeans a few times. I walked up to him and rubbed my hand against his hard cock. Ian closed his eyes and exhaled deeply. “I’m going to fuck you and give you my toxic load.” Ian’s cock throbbed against my grip. “Fuck, yes!!” I pulled my t-shirt off over my head, and dropped my jeans to the floor. I was going commando, so I kicked my jeans to the side and stood before Ian naked and rock hard. Poz precum already slicked the head of my cock. “Oh my God. You got a biohazard too.” “Get your clothes off so I can breed that hot ass.” Ian stripped naked then knelt before me and lapped up the toxic juice from my glans. He then slid my cock all the way into his mouth. I grabbed him by the back of the head. My cock throbbed and drooled sweet nectar down his throat as I slowly fucked his face. “Fuck….you want that poison, don’t you, pig?.....that’s it……lick it all up. Feel it sliding down your throat. You’re just like me, pig. You want me to infect you with my HIV and my gono, don’t you?” Ian mumbled with my cock buried in his throat, “Yes.” I pulled my cock from his mouth and noticed a small amount of discharge leaking from my piss hole. “See that, pig? That’s my gono sliding down your throat….you’re probably already infected with it. Now you need my poz seed in your ass.” “Fuckin sweet.” I pulled Ian to his feet and led him by the hand to my bedroom. “Get on the bed on all fours, pig.” I tossed him a bottle of poppers, and he anxiously put the bottle to his nostrils and inhaled deeply. I spit on Ian’s ass and again on my cock. As I lubed up my shaft with a few strokes of my hand I felt a burning through my piss hole and more gono oozed out. I wiped the gono from the head of my cock onto Ian’s puckered hole then pressed my shaft into his cunt. His hole resisted my prodding so I thrust harder and tore him open. His cunt lips engulfed my poisonous cock head along with my gono discharge. Ian shreaked in pain. “Just relax, pig. Take another hit. Feel the head of my shaft inside you? My toxic cock!!” He inhaled again….taking a deep hit, then flying high. I grabbed Ian’s hips and again thrust into him. He again tensed up in pain, milking more discharge from my venomous snake. My piss hole burned as my cock throbbed. “That’s it….take my diseases, pig. I’m almost all the way in.” I slammed into Ian’s cunt again with one swift thrust. “Fuck yes…You got it all, pig. I’m buried balls deep in your cunt.” Ian’s cunt again puckered around my rod. “Fuck that hurts so good,” he said while exhaling. “Enjoy the ride. Time to sew my demon seed into your gut.” I slowly withdrew my shaft keeping the tip of my cock buried inside. I again spit on my pole and felt his cunt wrapped tightly around my shaft as every inch slid into his tight cunt. “Oh my God….You feel so good. It’s like a velvet on my toxic meat.” I continually thrust all the way into Ian. He buried his head into the mattress then threw his head back and began meeting my thrusts, fucking himself on my tool. “Fuck, you want my babies in you, don’t you? My virus and gono are definitely in you. Feel my rod working my diseases into your gut?” “Fuck, I want this so much.” “I’m going to poz you, pig. I’m going to fire my HIV into your gut and infect you. You’re mine forever, pig. You’ll be poz in no time.” “Fuck, give it to me. Cum in me. I want to poz.” “You want to fuck your boyfriend, don’t you? Infect him too….give him my DNA and poz him.” “Oh, fuck, yes.” “I’m going to unload in you now, pig. Knock you up with my demon seed.” I began to thrust into Ian hard, and began to moan. My cock throbbed in his cunt. “There’s no turning back, pig. Feel me shooting in you? You’re getting all my toxic seed right now.” My body jerked, and I groaned from the burning discomfort down my piss hole as my gono and dirty cum fired off into his hole. “Yes….you’re getting all of me. Take it, pig…..Every bit of my DNA.” Ian stroked his shaft a few times…..it was all it took. “Oh fuck…..I’m going to shoot,” and he spewed his load across my bed sheets. I kept my cock buried in Ian’s cunt until it stopped throbbing then slid my shaft from his hole. Ian squat down on the bed and licked up his semen from my sheets. I worked my fingers into Ian’s cunt and massaged his guts with my fingernails. “Feel me scraping your cunt? Let my demon seed course through your blood.” I worked my babies into his gut with my fingers then flopped on the bed next to him. He curled up against me, pressing his sweaty body into mine. “Oh my God…. This is so fucking hot.” “Any fears, cause you will poz? You definitely have my gono too.” “I’m a little scared, but I can’t resist this anymore.” Ian lay in my arms panting. “Just let go and go with it….. enjoy the ride. If this turns you on that much you’re going to love my HIV and gono.” Ian dosed off in my arms for about 30 minutes then jumped awake. He quickly checked his phone. Brian was texting him while he was taking my toxic load. “Fuck, I better go,” he said. “Brian’s wondering where I am. I told him I fell asleep.” “Well, you did, you little pig….after you took my poz cum.” Ian’s cock again began to get hard as he pulled his jeans on. He gave me a kiss and pulled his t-shirt over his head. “Thanks again,” Ian said as he turned the doorknob “I have to get home.” “Let me know when you want more seed, pig.” He turned and grinned then slipped out the door. A minute later my phone lit up. “That was fucking hot….thanks again, Zeek. I want more.” “Anytime, pig….just let me know.” I crawled back into bed naked, stroking my cock. Boy did I have hot details for Zak. More to cum guys.....

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 9 Three more guys lined up and one by one they fired their seed into my used cunt. They called me slut, whore, and pig while pounding my used ass. Each time they degraded me, filled my ass, then turned and walked away my burning desire to be even more of a cum whore grew stronger. Several guys bent Zak over and filled him with their cum. One guy stuck around and fucked Zak twice bringing his load count to 6. I now had a gooey mixture of 10 loads of cum in my gut with one being a known charged load, and I only craved more. . I could no longer contain the quantity of cock juice mixed together in my ass. The last guy pulled his cock from my gaping hole. A glob of cum followed his dismount and splotched on the floor then dripped from my cunt lips. The feeling of all that hot seed running down my ass made my cock throb in excitement. I thought my cock couldn’t get any harder but then HE appeared in the doorway. It was the AIDS daddy. One look at his wasted body and my engorged cock boned up even more. The corners of his mouth curled up displaying an evil grin. “Well, surprise, surprise. So you’re the pig taking ALL loads. I told you I’d be back, boy. Ready to get started?!!” Still standing in the doorway he dropped his towel. I glanced at Zak’s reaction to the sight of the AIDS daddy’s monster, uncut cock hanging down and swaying slightly from side to side. Zak’s cock quickly began to lengthen and stiffen. The AIDS daddy’s foreskin hugged the head of his cock, exposing just the tip of his glans beyond its edges. “You want my dirty seed, pig boy?” I was mesmerized by the site of this beautifully wasted stud. My cock again pulsed fully erect. “Fuck, yes I want it.” “Are you sure, boy?” “Yes.” “Be careful what you wish for, boy. You may get more than what you bargained for.” The AIDS daddy stepped toward the back of the sling with my gaping cunt on display. I could tell the thought of shooting his seed in my cum-sloppy hole turned him on probably as much as it did me. His shaft was already almost fully erect and dripping charged precum. He took one look at my wet, sloppy hole and said, “Fucking hot!!” His cock stood at full attention in an instant and jumped, throbbed, and stiffened several times. A greenish yellow discharged oozed from his venomous piss hole. He groaned, and it was obvious this wasn’t just pleasure. It was a groan with underlying pain. My cock also twitched. I stared at his glans as the discharge oozed down the head of his infected beast. I looked directly into his eyes, and they were now gazing into mine. The sly expression on his face told me he knew I realized I’d be getting more than his AIDS laced semen. The AIDS daddy gave me no chance to say a word. He lined up his toxic gono cock and plowed into my sloppy cunt like a venomous cobra ready to strike. Zak knelt on the floor leaning back on his heels with his rock hard shaft standing straight in the air. I don’t think he realized that the AIDS daddy wasn’t just giving me his toxic load of cum. Zak watched the AIDS daddy thrust into my cunt. Zak continued to stroke his engorged meat and worked his fingers into his cum-filled hole. Zak was already dancing on the edge of shooting his poz load but backed off holding his cock still with a tight grip at the base. His cock pulsed and throbbed as a small trickle of precum and cum leaked from his piss hole and dripped from his PA ring. “Fuck yes,” I blurted out with no hesitation!! “Fucking infect me.” “You want my AIDS, don’t you, boy!!? I’m full blown, pig.” “Fuck yes….I need your DNA in me.” The AIDS daddy thrust in me hard. He again groaned with pain telling me he was spewing more gono from his diseased shaft. I was becoming a true whore….a vessel of diseases and loved every minute of it. Zak approached me and buried his tongue down my throat. He made out with me while the AIDS daddy plowed into my hungry cunt. As he repeatedly bottomed out in my guts, cum gushed from around his infected meat, and dripped from his balls forming a puddle on the floor at his feet. A small crowd of guys formed in the doorway of the sling room. Some stroked their cocks, and some just watched massaging their half hard dicks through their towels. While Zak was bent over making out with me a good-looking middle aged guy dropped his towel revealing a beautiful 8-9 inch veiny, hard cock. He approached Zak and rubbed the head of his shaft between Zak’s ass cheeks. He ground his cock against his hole a few times, then spit on his shaft and plowed into Zak’s used cunt. The AIDS daddy continued to slam his shaft into me while the middle aged guy rammed his cock full force into Zak’s gut. “Oh fuck, you pigs are such a turn on!!......fuck!! I won’t last long,” came from the middle aged guy. After a good five minutes thrusting into Zak the middle aged guy fired his load into Zak’s cunt, cracked him on the ass and pulled out. “Thanks you fucking pig,” he said, then grabbed his towel and disappeared into the crowd of guys at the doorway. Zak just grinned then continued to make out with me like a proud cum dump. AIDS daddy plowed on. “Oh my fucking God!! Your ass is so fucking hot. I love fucking a cum-filled slut. I know you want my AIDS you whore. You want all my diseases, don’t you, pig?” Hearing those words Zak immediately pulled his tongue from my mouth and looked at the AIDS daddy. He leaned against the wall with his hands wrapped around his pole and stroked his rock hard meat. “Fuck yes…..infect my boyfriend with your AIDS.” “You’ll get my AIDS babies pig along with a little bonus gift.” My cock stiffened, and I nodded my head in agreement, “Fucking hot!! Give me all your diseases.” “You got it pig. I’ve been spewing my gono in your cunt all along. You want all of it, don’t you pig? I’m going to give you my AIDS and my gono. You’re going to have one fucking hot diseased cunt, boy.” “Oh fuck,” Zak burst out as he edged his hard shaft. “What a turn on, babe.” My demons were growing stronger in me…..my desires growing more and more taboo. I was probably already infected with gono, and now about to add AIDS to the mix from this hot, wasted, full blown AIDS daddy. Would his AIDS mutate with my strain? My body was still stressed from my recent conversion. He got off on infecting guys and spreading his diseases. I wanted to be one of those guys. I wanted his gono, his AIDS, hoping it would mutate with my virus. I wanted my strain more resistant, more potent. I couldn’t deny it. It turned me on so much. “Fuck, yes. Give it to me. Give it all to me.” “Fuck, pig…..so fucking hot to share this with you, make you a diseased vessel like me.” Zak’s body glistened with sweat, his beard slick and wet. His hand was wrapped around his fully engorged meat, stroking slow, holding himself at the edge denying his balls release. The AIDS daddy was on a mission. He plowed into my cunt harder and harder determined to work his AIDS and gono into my system. He growled and groaned. I could tell he was again oozing his thick gono discharge into my hole. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!!” His muscles flexed tightening his grip on the sling chains. Beads of sweat ran down his body. His head swung back. His thrusts drove into me faster. He was on the verge of unloading his infected ball juice. He plunged into my gut three more times then buried his dick deep in my gut. “Fuck, you’re getting my AIDS fucker…..right now.” He let out a long, loud groan, and his shaft began to pulse over and over. With each wave of muscle contractions down his shaft I felt huge globs of AIDS laced cum and gono discharge hit my intestine walls. “Feel my infected babies in your cunt, boy? I haven’t unloaded in a week. Your ass is filled good with my AIDS and gono.” I was so boned up I felt my cock could erupt without even touch myself. Zak continued to edge his throbbing shaft preventing his balls from firing off their seed while holding the cum he acquired in his cunt. The AIDS daddy glided his shaft through the goop in my hole. With his cock still half erect he pulled it out of my cunt. It was coated with cum that dripped from his glans. A thick greenish glob oozed from his piss hole. He grasped his wet pole and worked more gono from the mouth of his shaft then slid his cock back into my gaping hole. “You need every drop of my diseases, pig.” The AIDS daddy again fucked my gaping cunt, working his diseases deeper into my gut. He thrust into me several times before pulling his softening cock from my hole. “Fucking sweet!! Enjoy my AIDS pig. You’ll love being knocked up with my gono too. The pain and discharge are so fucking sweet.” The AIDS daddy stood back from the sling still panting and sweating. I flipped my legs down out of the sling. As I lowered them to the floor I swung myself out of the sling, cum squirted from my gaping hole, still wide open like the legs of a busy prostitute. I was a little unsteady and weak in the knees from being in the sling for so long. The AIDS daddy tried to steady my balance, but I quickly found myself on my knees in front of his beautiful, uncut cock. I looked up at him gazing down at me and reached up to his chest and rubbed my hand across his sweaty, wasted body. The feel of his body made my cock stiffen even more. I longed to have a hot, AIDS wasted body like his. The AIDS daddy grasped my hand and pushed it down to his cock. “Take it in your hand pig and lick it clean, pig!” I grasped the base of his cock and slid my hand down his cum drenched shaft. A glob of gono discharge oozed from his piss hole and slid down his glans to the edge of his foreskin. My tongue met the head of the AIDS daddy’s cock, and I devoured the full length of his meat into my mouth. I sucked the cum and gono down my throat then licked his shaft and ball sack clean. He stood over me and pissed all over me as though he were marking his territory. I looked up at the AIDS daddy’s face then he spit on me. He said, “Thanks pig!!” I knelt on the floor drenched in piss with a major hard on and watched The AIDS daddy’s wasted body as he turned and walked out of the room. I got one last glimpse of his diseased cock dangling between his legs then he was gone. I felt used and slutty and immensely turned on by my dark desires growing inside me. Zak pulled me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me with a caring touch. “That was so fucking hot, babe.” He gently kissed me on the cheek then slid his tongue across my face to my lips. “MMMM… I can taste him on your lips.” Zak held me in his arms and made out with me; long, deeply passionate kisses. His tongue danced with mine in an erotic exchange. My heart pounded in my chest, and my boned cock, firmly pressed against Zak’s biohaz tat, throbbed repeatedly. Zak demanded, “Make love to me, babe. I need you inside me.” Zak led me by the hand to the sling and swung himself into it. I lined my cock up with Zak’s used hole and slid into his cunt oh so slowly. My shaft glided into his cum-filled hole so smoothly. His cunt felt like velvet on every inch of my shaft. Each time I thrust into Zak’s waves of muscle contractions shot down my shaft then to my sloppy cunt, causing it to pucker. The mixture of diseased cum sloshed deeper into my gut with a small squirt of toxins trickling down my balls and legs with each plunge of my poisonous dick into my boyfriend’s hungry cunt. My balls ached for release. I knew it was too soon to infect Zak with my newly acquired gono and AIDS cum, but I knew he wanted them as much as I did. I could feel the mix of cum in his ass gush along my shaft with each thrust into his gut. “Fuck, Zak, I want to share these diseases with you so much.” “You will be, babe. I want them all. I love that we’re both full of cum, babe. It’s so hot sharing this moment with you.” “Fuck, feel my diseased cock in you; buried in your sloppy hole. I want to give you my poz cum.” “Fuck, you’re pushing me over the edge, babe. I’m so close to shooting my load.” “Me too, Zak. I can’t hold back any longer. You want my virus, my gono, don’t you?” “Fuck yes…..I want gono, AIDS, everything with you, babe.” I reached behind and buried two fingers in my sloppy cunt while thrusting into Zak. I pulled my fingers from my hole and smeared my mixture of toxic semen and gono onto Zak’s lips. He licked the seed from his lips before sucking my fingers clean. My balls tighetened and cock throbbed. “Fuck, you’re getting my diseases now. Take my dirty cum.” My cock shot its seed into the pool of cum in my boyfriend’s cunt, spilling juice from his hole before I could even pull out. At the same time Zak’s meat erupted into huge puddles of semen splattered across his abdomen and chest. I pulled my wet cock from Zak’s hole, knelt on the floor, and swirled my tongue around his cunt lips. A small trickle of cum slop oozed from his hole as he tightened his sloppy cunt. I lapped it up like a thirsty dog. It was the perfect ending to one totally slutty night celebrating my conversion. The following morning we met Charles for brunch. Over a round of bloody marys we shared the details of our night at the tubs. He told us of his night fucking a cute little twink in the bathroom at one of the gay bars and planting more of his seed in the guy’s eager hole. Another twink on his way to joining the club, no doubt. After brunch we all met at Zak’s shop for the final declaration of my new poz status. I thought about having my biohazard tattoo carved into my ass, but then quickly realized I wanted to be able to look down at it as I was taking cock and seeding holes. I decided to not have the same location for my tattoo as Zak, so I had him place mine on my right hip. It was final. I was now a marked proud, poz pig. Now I needed to confirm what we already knew, but figured I’d kill two birds with one stone and wait for the gono to kick in before testing for HIV at the clinic. My ink session turned into an erotic, toxic threesome swapping our charged loads with each other. I really liked Charles. He was not only extremely hot, but he was Zak’s daddy, and my brain secretly entertained the idea of Charles joining us in a triad relationship. We spent the afternoon flirting with Charles over cocktails while enjoying the eye candy. I hoped we would be seeing a lot more of him in the coming months. Before I knew it the afternoon was spent, and it was time for me to head home to Milwaukee. I was laid up in bed for a week with the fuck flu so it was time to get back into work mode. I swung open the front door to my home. I kicked my shoes off and picked up my phone to text Zak that I was home. Like clock-work before I could even enter a letter into the text box my phone rang. “Hi mom.” “Oh Isaac, I’m glad you’re home.” “Mom, this is a mobile phone. I could be anywhere and still get the call.” “Oh,….. well are you home? I didn’t hear from you all week. Are you alright?” “Yes I’m home, and yes I’m alright, mom.” “Oh, good. You remember Betty across the street, Isaac?” “Yes mom. I know who Betty is.” (Thinking to myself) We only talk about her every time you call. “Well she’s quite distraught. She tried to set her son up on a date, and he told her to stop doing that because he’s gay. You remember Brian, don’t you?” “Oh no, Tell me you didn’t, mom.” “So I was thinking you’re gay and he’s gay.” “Mom, Oh please tell me you didn’t.” “And you’re single and he’s single…..” “Mom, I’m not single. I told you that.” “So I set you two up on a date.” “Mom!! You didn’t.” “Of course I did. Is it so bad for me to want you to be happy?” “Mom, I told you I’m not unhappy.” “Well you certainly seem unhappy.” “What gives you that idea?” “Well you never bring anyone home.” “That doesn’t mean I’m not happy. I’m not ready for that yet.” “Well, you can at least meet Brian.” “I told you I’m seeing someone.” “Well, then you could introduce him to someone.” (Thinking to myself) Well if he’s chasing I have something to introduce his ass to. “Mom, I’m not playing matchmaker.” “Why not?” “Mom!! You have to stop doing this!!” “Why, there’s no harm done?” “Oh yeah? Remember when you asked my former high school friend, Steve, if he wanted to take your gay son on a date because you saw him wearing a pink shirt and had both ears pierced so you thought he must be gay?” “You act like that was such a terrible mistake. Could have happened to anyone.” “Mom, you outed me to my entire school.” “Well how I was to know? He certainly looked gay.” “I’m not going on a date with him, mom.” “Your date is Friday night.” “Did you even hear a word I just said?” “You can pick him up at 7 at Betty’s.” “Mom, I told you I’m not going on a date with him.” “Now don’t be late, Isaac.” “Mom!! I told you…… “You can thank me later. I love you……click.” “Mom!! You didn’t just hang up on me…..fuck, fuck, fuck!!!!” I text Zak. “I’m home. Fabulous news. My mom called. She doesn’t listen. She knows I’m dating you. She set me up on a date with the neighbor’s son, and I told her no. She told me to thank her later then hung up on me. WTF??!!” “LOL….have fun. What night do you get to knock him up?” “Haha….funny!! Supposed to pick him up Friday night but it ain’t happenin.” “Oh come on…..he might be a cute chaser.” “I’m not knocking up the neighbor’s son.” “LOL….well I think you should go. It could be an interesting night. Besides…..I have tattoo appointments for Friday night. I’ll come to Milwaukee Saturday. You can tell me all about your date.” “Very funny……haha.” “What could it hurt? Take him out….show him the love.” “Fuck me!!” “Ok…..but it will have to wait till Saturday…..LOL.” “See you Saturday. I love you.” “Ditto, babe.” Next chapter ASAP guys.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 7 Zak sped down the interstate checking out truckers as he cruised past their cabs. A while later my phone dinged with a text message. “I’m home, babe. Had a great weekend together. Miss you already.” “Me 2.” During the week we made plans to meet in Chicago to continue my sleeve. I drove down Friday evening and arrived at Zak’s shop around 6. I opened the front door and the bell jingled as I walked in. Zak’s face lit up when he saw it was me. He rushed to greet me with a big hug and kiss. “God I missed you, babe.” “You feel so good, Zak. Happy to see you.” “Come on in. Ready to get started?” “Yeah.” “Get comfy.” With a devilish grin he said, “Take your clothes off….or your shirt, which ever you prefer. I’ll set up.” I chuckled as I pulled my shirt off and plopped into the chair. “Your arm looks awesome, babe. We may finish it today…..Hey, what’s that on your abdomen?” He continued to set up his work station. “Umm, they’re just scratch marks. I was a little itchy this afternoon.” “Are you allergic to anything I should be aware of? Feel ok?” “Nope to the allergy, and I feel fine.” “Ok, then let’s get started.” The buzz of his tattoo gun filled the room like a swarm of bees around a hive. After several hours, my arm was on fire, but my tattoo was finished. “Wow, Zeek…..check it out. It looks awesome.” Looking into the mirror, “I love it!! Beautiful job, Zak. Thank you so much.” “My pleasure, babe. Want to celebrate with a drink on me?” “Actually, I don’t mean to be a party pooper, but I’m feeling pretty exhausted. I know it sounds like, ‘not tonight honey,’ but I have a bad headache started.” “Are you sure you’re ok?” “Yeah….I’m just tired.” “Ok, well, let me do a quick clean up, and we’ll head to my place.” He gently caressed the top of my head and kissed me. At Zak’s place I no sooner laid on the bed and I was out like a light. I woke in the middle of the night in a pool of sweat. I rushed to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before vomiting my guts out. I was burning up, and nauseated. I curled up in the fetal position on the cool floor next to the toilet aching all over my body. I must have dozed off, because I woke to Zak tapping me on the shoulder. “Are you ok, because you look like you’ve been hit by a truck, babe?” I half grinned, “Oh, good, cause that’s about how I feel.” “Think you needed one more tattoo tonight.” Half out of it I mumbled, “What are you talking about?” “A biohazard tattoo, cause I think you’re converting, Zeek.” “Ah, so that’s why I feel like shit.” Then I smiled and laid my head on the floor again. “Let me help you back to bed.” “I think I need to lay here for a bit, Zak.” He disappeared and returned with two pillows and a blanket. “Then I belong here too.” Zak placed a pillow under my head and curled up next to me on the bathroom floor. He put his hand on my hip and whispered, “I hope joining the club turns you on as much as it does me.” I smirked and pulled his hand to my crotch. I rubbed his hand across my boned up cock. “Does that answer your question?” “That’s my boy.” His hard death dick brushed against me as he kissed me on the shoulder, and we eventually drifted off to sleep. In the morning Zak carried me to the bed and tucked me in. “I know the conversion can be rough, Zeek, but it’s an honor to be proud of.” “I love knowing that you’re my gifter; that your DNA is in me, your virus is taking over my body.” “We’re connected forever, babe. Feel my disease coursing through your veins as your system surrenders to S****** disease. Relax. Let it flow. Experience your conversion. It’s intense, but oh so erotic. I’ll be back in a bit. I’m running to the store to get some things for you.” Zak kissed me on the lips. “I love you, babe, and I love that I’m the one that infected you.” I spent Saturday in bed battling the symptoms of my initiation into the poz brotherhood, welcoming HIV into my life. As sick as I was the urge to fuck and celebrate my new found status was relentless. I stroked my newly poz cock to climax several times, but again I found myself horny with a raging hard on craving more demon seed. Zak appeared in the bedroom doorway naked. His monster fully aroused, drooling toxins from its mouth. Poison dripped from his PA ring onto the floor. “I can’t stop thinking about you, babe. I’m so boned that you are poz. You need a recharging.” He walked over to the bedside, his throbbing monster swaying side to side as he approached. He slipped into bed beside me. My body was aching and soaked with sweat mixed with coatings of my poz sperm across my abdomen and chest. Zak lubed his cock with spit and pressed directly into my HIV infected hole. He grasped my throbbing cock and impaled me with his death stick. I lay there like a limp rag, but so horny for more of his virus. Zak thrust his venomous weapon into my guts again and again….slow and deep. “I want to flood your system with my disease, babe. Reinfect you over and over.” I just groaned with chills flooding my body. My cock throbbed repeatedly as Zak’s monster caressed my prostate. “Oh, Fuck, babe. I won’t last long. You have me so fucking turned on.” I reached across his body and pressed against his ass with what strength I had, trying to bury his death stick deeper inside me. “Give me more of your disease, Zak. I want my hole flooded with your virus.” “Fuck, you got it, babe. Here it comes. More of S****** seed.” Zak’s cock erupted with a flood of toxins filling my cunt with more HIV infected sperm. His cock remained in me pulsing and throbbing. As his meat slipped from my gut a gush of venomous cum trickled from my wrecked hole. Zak turned me onto my back and straddled my body. “I want to be the first to take my demon seed from your infected cock,” and he sat down on my hard shaft, burying it all the way in his ass. I let out a loud groan of pleasure, and we looked into each other’s eyes. It only took a few thrusts of him riding my dick, and he quickly pushed me over the edge. My cock pulsed over and over, releasing its disease from my piss hole as I filled his ass with my poz cum. Zak’s hole tightened around my shaft, milking every drop of virus from my pole. “Fuck yes, babe. We’re now sharing demon seed full circle. We are one.” I lightly caressed his chest and smiled. A tear trickled down my cheek. This man stole my heart completely. “I love you, Zak.” He crawled off me. He kept all my poz cum in his gut as my meat slipped from his hole. He stood next to the bed, his proud infected cock dangling before my face as he tucked me in. I quickly drifted off to sleep. Later that evening I woke to Zak carrying me to the bathroom. “You’re awake. Welcome back, babe. You slept all day. I ran you a hot bath.” He set me down in the tub, then stood up, unzipped his pants and whipped out his dick. He stood above me at the edge of the tub and pissed all over me. I licked the salty taste of his urine from my lips. “You can soak in more my fluids….sharing all of me with you Zeek….my hot little pig boy.” While I laid in the hot water and piss, Zak cleaned and dressed my tattoo. “Relax and soak it in for a bit, babe. I’ll make you a little bite to eat. You need to keep your strength up.” Zak returned a little while later. He dried me off, carried me to bed and propped me up with pillows. A tray of soup and Gatorade presented in front of me. “You need to try to eat, babe. The conversion is draining.” Zak fed me some soup, and I took a few sips of the Gatorade, “I can’t eat right now, Zak. I just want to rest.” “Ok, babe.” He took the food away then returned and curled up with me naked in bed. I woke in the morning with my head resting on Zak’s chest; curled up against him with his arms wrapped around me. My hard cock throbbed, pressed firmly against his leg. He squeezed me gently in his arms and kissed my forehead. “How are you doing, babe?” “I feel horrible, but it’s weird…..at the same time I’m so turned on that I’m converting.” “I can tell. I told you it’s erotic. Your cock has been throbbing rock hard against my leg for the past hour. Your infected fluids leaking from your shaft has me horned up.” Zak folded me in half and bent my legs over his shoulders. He said, “I know you want all my poison, babe,” then buried his infected cock in my hole. I whimpered with pain as Zak plowed in deep, but I was too weak and too turned on at the same time to stop. I didn’t want to stop. This demonic desire was growing in me, and I relished in the pleasure of becoming a poz cum pig, a vessel of our diseases, swapping and sharing everything together. “You want more of my demon seed, don’t you, pig?” I simply moaned with pleasure as Zak thrust in and out of my hole. My cock lay fully erect against my abdomen. “That’s it, baby, milk my poison from my cock. Take all my diseases. More of my virus is definitely in you already.” Zak plowed into me, each time his pole stiffened and stretched my hole. He pounded at my prostate repeatedly. “Fuck, Zeek, I’m so close. Here come my toxic babies.” As his shaft unloaded, recharging my cunt with his virus he said, “Take my virus, babe. I’d love to be infecting each other with AIDS seed, letting our viruses mutate, experiencing S****** disease fully.” That pushed me over the edge. My cock immediately spit ropes of poisonous cum onto my chest and face. I opened my mouth and lapped up some of my diseased spunk. Zak reached up and smeared my poz load all over my chest and abdomen while he worked his poison into my intestines. He stroked my cock lubing it with my cum before slipping from my cunt. I stayed in bed covered in and filled with infected cum and fell back to sleep. Zak canceled most of his appointments for the week. I stayed in bed, and he cared for me. We repeatedly swapped our toxic cum with each other daily. When Zak had to piss he carried me into the bathroom and drenched me in urine. By the end of the week I stunk of a mixture of sweat, piss, and cum. I began to gain my strength again and felt a bit better. My body was adjusting to its invasion and surrendered to HIV. I finally showered on Friday, washing the stench of my erotic filth down the drain. Zak returned home from his shop late in the afternoon. “Good to see you’re starting to feel better, babe. I have a surprise for you.” More to follow……..