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Been meaning to write this story a long time ago. Hope y'all enjoy it, I might continue it ~~~~~~ With the recent rains the night air was cool and refreshing as I walked along the wet sand path in the middle of the night in the dark desert. With only the nearly full moon above with the occasional obscuring cloud and the little blacklight flashlight for spotting scorpions to give me light it might be unnerving to other people but I loved the desert at night. Especially now with the rains the night seemed truly alive with animal and insect noises abundant. Thankfully the wildlife kept to themselves with no glowing scorpions appearing in my path. This patch of desert was about fifteen minutes out of town in a hiking park and not the first time I'd come this far at night. I knew I wasn't alone from how many cars I'd seen at the parking lot at the head of the trail and by the footprints in the wet sand I was following. I could feel my cock start to throb and swell in the basketball shorts I wore with nothing underneath as I thought about the fun I had the last time I had been here late at night. Suddenly I could hear voices ahead of me and I could feel my dick twitch with excitement. With the moon out for the moment I spotted a group of shadows moving under a cluster of mesquite trees around some low boulders. Getting closer I suddenly heard a gasping moan and the slap of flesh against flesh and I knew I had found what I was looking for. Stepping up I clicked off the flashlight and into the darkness of the trees. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the shadows but the sight was enough to make me glad I'd taken the time to come all the way out here. A small group of men were crowded around a wide, low boulder with several bent over it or laying on it with men either behind them or between their legs thrusting away. I could hear the moans of the bottoms and the grunting of the men fucking them and I couldn't wait to join them as my shorts tented fully in front of me by the time I joined them. A few of the guys gathered nodded at my approach and moved aside to make room for me to get a better look. I watched for a few minutes as another somewhat chubby guy was bent over the boulder with is wide ass being pounded by a fat dick as my eyes got further adjusted to the darkness. My cock was tenting my shorts and starting to leak so I tugged the hem down beneath my balls and started to stroke myself as I looked around at the group. No one was talking beyond grunting and moaning out small words of excitement as they fucked in the darkness of the desert. I was wondering what to do next when I felt a hand brush across my chubby ass before reaching over to give my cock a few strokes then back to give a cheek a squeeze. Looking I couldn't really tell what the man looked like but reaching out I felt a somewhat thin but long cock that leaked across my fingers as I started to stroke it in return. Feeling him groping my ass I knew what he wanted and it just happened to be exactly what I wanted too. Moving over to a free spot on the boulder next to the other man I bent over against the cool stone and pushed my shorts down around my knees. The man was right there behind me, his hands groping and kneading my ass and I soon felt the leaking tip of his cock sliding up and down my hole. He grunts in happiness as his dick catches my already lubed hole, my ass prepared from the plug I had worn on my ride out here. We both groan out into the night air as he presses in, my hole loosening enough to let his wide head slip inside as well as a few inches. I reached under me and started to slowly squeeze and stroke my cock as the nameless man fucked his pole deeper into my hole until his hips were eventually bouncing off my cheeks. His grunts were music to my ears as I moaned in reply like a good bottom, squeezing around the cock as it rakes against my prostate making me drip with each throb of my own dick. "Yeah, fuck that faggot good" I heard a voice to my side and realize it came from a man standing close stroking his prick watching me get fucked. My current fucker took the encouragement and started to speed up the pace, his hips starting to clap against my ass with increasing tempo while groaning out as I clenched down around him. His fingers gripped my hips, pulling me back into his thrusts with his eagerness. As I was getting fucked harder and loving every moment of it I heard a gasping moan and looked to my fellow bottom and saw his fucker hilt himself fully into him, the tops ass clenching visibly as he must've been pumping a load into the lucky man. The man fucking me seemed to slow down a moment to watch as the pair grind against each other for a few second before the top slides his cock out of the sloppy hole. There was hardly any time for the bottom to rest before another man takes the tops hole and slides in without any resistance, the bottom gasping out a low "Fuck yeah," as he was filled again as his top starts to fuck him hard right from the bat using the previous mans cum as extra lube. My attention on the others was broken as my fucker suddenly picked up the pace again making me yep with surprise then groan with enjoyment as he pounded my hole. His fingers dug into my hips suddenly and I felt his motions get shaky before he suddenly fell on top of me and hilted himself pinning me against the boulder. I could feel his cock swell before a warmth began to fill me, my voice moaning out as I feel this stranger dump his load into me while growling out in my ear, telling me to take his load. He didn't wait long before he pushed himself up and slowly pulled his softening prick free from my asshole with a pop. Panting softly I barely lifted my head to look back in time to see the man that had been stroking his cock watching me get fucked step up behind me and put his hand on my back. Pushing me down again he slaps his cock against my hole, suddenly realizing it was much larger than it had looked in the darkness. "Oh fuck, fuck me please," I moaned out as my cockhungry side really started to take hold. I had just taken some strangers load in my ass in the middle of the desert at night, completely forgetting the condoms I had in my pocket but once again I couldn't help myself and allowed him to fuck me. And now I was lifting my chubby ass towards another faceless man like some wanton whore while looking over my shoulder. It was by chance that the clouds shifted away from the moon as I felt him start working his fat, uncut head into my already stretched and dripping hole. Already used to the darkness the bit of light that shone through the branches was enough for me to see some of the man's torso. At first the shadows hid it but then as I felt his hips press against my ass, his fingers pulling my cheeks apart in order to hilt his fat dick in my hungry hole, did I finally see it. Across his pec was the unmistakable shape of a tattoo of a scorpion within in a bright red biohazard symbol. My asshole clenches around the cock I now realized was toxic and dripping it's own venom into my unprotected insides. He groans as he flexes his cock inside me, drawing out a moan from me as he started to pull out then slide back in with long, deep strokes that make my own dick throb and drip with excitement as this toxic stranger started to fuck me harder and faster. Glancing around the increased moonlight let me see that several of the other tops fucking their own moaning cumdumps had their own tattoos proudly displaying their POZ status. I had not come here seeking poz loads but as that heavenly toxic cock plowed my eager hole I knew I wasn't leaving without more. I'd always been told to watch out for scorpions in the desert but I had never stopped to consider this kind!

The first time I saw him I thought he was a hot piece of ass that I hoped I would get a chance to drop my load in. But even that seemed farfetched. The line to get into his ass was deeper than I was willing to wait, at least at first. I was on vacation and decided on the third day of my vacation to go to the bathhouse. It had been almost a week since I had gotten off. I usually get off about once a day but when I go on vacation, I like to save it up and put it in a new hole somewhere and enjoy the local breeding holes. So, I went in, got a room and got settled in. I hadn’t seen much on the way in but it was a Friday night and I was sure it would pick up. As I started wandering the club, I saw a few okay guys but they weren’t super interested in me. So, I moved on and kept looking. As I turned the corner of one hallway, I could hear the slap and squish of some sloppy sex going on down the hall. I decided to go look and see what it was. They had this guy bent over the back of one of the benches in the porn theater room. As I entered, I could see his face but not much else and though he had his eyes closed at the moment the look of pure joy on his face told me he was loving the pounding he was getting. As I walked in farther, I saw the guy plowing his ass, he was a 6-foot-tall thicker, mildly hairy bear with a nice chest. He seemed to be loving that ass tremendously which just made me want it so much. I walked past the bottom to get a good look at the bottoms ass and it looked like heaven, he was hairless from the neck down and it suited him so well. His hole was leaking some jizz around the big cock that was reaming out his hole. The bear must have had at least 8 inches and thick. But I could tell that was not the first cock in that hole. The bottom was moaning quite a bit and would let out a surprised yell when the bear would bottom out. I was so focused on the fucking that I didn’t even notice the other guys in the room. I found myself trying to get closer to the hole and a guy tapped me on the shoulder. When I turned and noticed the other guys in the room, I realized there was at least 5 other guys there waiting. They were all jacking their cocks and staring at the ass that was getting plowed. I looked back at the ass and noticed the jock strap that was framing that ass and the bear was holding on to his flank and dripping sweat all over the bottoms back and ass. In that moment the bear grabbed tight and shoved himself as deep as possible and roared as he dumped his load in the bottom’s ass. This caused the bottom to squeal and start to shake as his hole accepted another mans spunk into his body. I was hard as a rock and desperate to get into that hole but there was no way I was gonna be able to keep all my cock from spewing forth it’s week long load if I sat here and watched this ass continue to swallow and leak cum. So, I decided I needed to take a walk and see if I could find something for myself first. The Next man in the line for the slut hole was an older but mostly in shape man, he was pretty hard and ready. The bear pulled out with an audible pop and the cum leaking out and hole trying to close itself down was like looking into this slut’s soul and I knew I would have to get inside of it eventually. But not now and I wasn’t about to spill my seed into my own hand. As the older man sank his 7 inch but thinner dick into that hole the bottom moaned again and smiled. I finally got out of the theater and wandered a minute with my hard cock. I found a cute little bear cub that had already been fucked. He had to be like 5’4” brown hair, cute body, dick locked up. He asked if I’d like to fuck him and I just nodded. We went to his room and left the door open. I had to eat that delicious looking ass and it was fantastic. Before long I had to fuck him. Sadly I had been so turned on by the slut in the theater that I didn’t last as long as I wanted. Before I even really had a chance to get a good rhythm going I could feel my balls pulling up. So I started ramming him hard, hoping he would start screaming or squealing. I got some good gasps and general moaning but not quite what I wanted. But I figured it would have to do and felt my cock erupt in his ass. He took it like a pro. I pulled out and he cleaned me off with his mouth. He was so cute I started to get a little hard again but knew I didn’t have it in me to fuck him again. But I had to taste that gapping ass just a little before I left. It tasted amazing. As I finally decided I was done some muscle dude with an average cock walks in and asks if he can fuck my cub. I told the guy he wasn’t my cub but he sure as hell could fuck him. The cub just looked at me and nodded. I lined that cock up and muscle man drove home as I gave the cub one good farwell kiss. As I was walking towards the showers, I saw the slut from the theater room. He was walking a little funny and had jizz just running down his legs. I saw him walking towards the dark back room. I thought I was done but seeing him walk that way had my interest, so I followed. Once I got back there, I couldn’t see anything and was just feeling along the walls till I found him. He had bent himself over some kind of half wall. My hands felt his ass before anything else. I cupped his butt and then felt the warm scuzz that was leaking out of him. Before I could stop myself, I was playing in it with my fingers and bringing my mouth to it. His hole was so hot, and swollen, deep, and oh so filled with cum. No matter where I put my fingers in his hole I felt cum. All directions. His ass tasted like a gourmet dinner I didn’t want to end. But my cock had reawakened and was ready for more action. I pulled myself up and considered using my fingers with my cock but then realized I just wanted to feel his hole surround my cock with with all the jizz in it by myself first. So I sunk into this sloppy mess and a grin went across my face. My cock and me were floating on a cloud. His ass and the beautiful hairless slut body in front of me was more than I could ask for and a memory I won’t easily ever forget. If I never got in this ass again I would still be a happy man. I knew I would want more but this was just fantastic. I kept fucking him and started pulling on his nips and balls. Hoping it would get some reactions out of him and oh did it ever. Felt his body tense, his hole squeeze, eventually I did add the finger along with my cock because I knew he could take it. He continued to squeal and moan. Finally after about 20 minutes I knew what was coming. As much as I wanted to enjoy this ass forever I knew I needed to add my seed to this slut hole. I was pounding as deep as I could get with my 7.5 thick inches, hoping to get to a place that would hold my seed within him for even longer. And then it started to build, tingling in my extremities, blurring of my vision. The need to put my seed so far in him that I hoped it would never come out. I was starting to grunt. I wanted to seed this slut. For some reason this slut felt different. He knew what he wanted and I loved that about him. His ass taking all that cock and cum ran through my mind in those last seconds and it threw me right over the edge. I convulsed and shot my second load of the night as deep and as hard as I could in this fucking hot ass slut. I left myself inside his hole as I felt him shake a little and his ass quiver. This is a slut that loves to be cum in. He gets a jizzjoy when you seed his hole. I loved it. As I was coming down I had the urge to piss in his ass and wash all the cum out just to make him start over but I didn’t know how he would feel about that this time and it gave me something to look forward to if I found him again another time. Finally I fell free of his ass and he turned around in a second and cleaned me completely. I thanked him and just to see his reaction squeezed a quick shot of piss in his mouth to see his reaction. He gagged for a sec, obviously surprised. But didn’t stop cleaning my cock and kind of latched on harder. Of course all of this was in the dark and there was a chance he wasn’t into all of this as much as I thought he was. So I tried again just a little longer squirt. He swallowed instantly. So I let him have it all. There wasn’t that much this time but he took it well. I patted him on the head, told him thanks and that I hoped to see him again soon. He belched. I loved it. I stood him up to bend him back over the wall and I think there was a miscommunication in me helping him up at first. He started to give me a hug. He figured out what I was doing though and bent himself over the wall. I was surprised no one had found us back in this corner but we seemed to be in our own little dark world. As I was patting his ass to say goodbye and feel his swollen hole one last time to get a taste on my finger I got a wild hair and just decided to go with it. I pulled him up and kissed him hard. He was surprised but fell right into me with it. I slid my jizz covered finger into both our mouths as we kissed and held his head tight with my other hand. He tasted like cum, piss, and possibly some cherry lube. It’s a taste I won’t easily forget. And that was that. I pulled away, patted his ass, and bent him back over the wall. I’d had the perfect moment and one of my greatest fucks and I walked away. It wasn’t till later that I realized I had no way to find or get ahold of him. I figured he wouldn’t be interested in anymore than what he has now. And I had a great time. But that wasn’t the only time I saw him.

Home From University I slept really well that night and spent less time wanking and watching porn the next day. The following day, I took the occasional look to see who was online and there were a few hot guys that grabbed my attention, but the laundry room guy was noticeably absent. I was trying to be good and keep away from everyone, though. One life altering virus at a time, thank you. About seven in the evening I got a message from a pic-less profile. There wasn't much information in the text either. In the old days (3 months ago, lol), I wouldn't have even wasted my time reading the message. My pool of possible hookups was now pretty limited now and who knows when things would be getting back to normal. I opened the message and it just asked "u @ 1530 marina?" I've seen these time wasters before, but replied back with a simple "yes". There were over 250 condos in this building and right now there were over a dozen on the app that were also in this building, so I guessed it was ok to give him that bit of info. In a few minutes, I got a body pic that showed a near hairless younger guy with a nice ass and then a note "18 college guy, bottom. u got nice dick." We sent a few more messages back and forth and he seemed to be interested in hooking up. As much as I wanted to stay isolated, my hormones were starting to get the better of me. Then, I got the message "ur status says askme, so I am." "That's the end of this conversation" I said to myself and sent back "poz." Setting the phone down, I cracked open a beer and started looking for something to watch on TV. I got a few alerts back and once I started a movie I looked at my phone. The faceless guy sent "u on meds?" then "bb?" and I got a few messages from other guys, too. One said he wanted to meet when house arrest is over and the others were just guys fishing for more pics. I was surprised that the college guy had continued to reply, so I gave him answers that I was sure would scare him off "ran out of meds only bb no pullouts" and hit send. I had to rewind the stupid movie to catch the beginning. The movie was about a third of the way done when my phone buzzed again. Hitting pause, I looked to see what message I got and it was from the college guy. "wow. want to but scared" he replied. I was hesitant to keep going since I figured this was going to be a waste of time. I set the phone down and watched the rest of the movie. When I got up to go to bed, I looked and there weren't any more messages from college boy and figured he had fantasized enough, blew his load and I wouldn't hear from him for a while until that kink rose back up from his subconscious. Work was surprisingly busy the next day and I had a string of phone calls and emails to deal with and suddenly it was after 6pm. Other than a few text messages from friends and family, I didn't touch my phone at all. Once dinner was consumed, I sat back on the couch trying to decide what mindless crap to watch. My phone buzzed and it was a text from my brother checking up on me. After I answered, I looked to see what other notifications I had. There were four from college boy "u busy?", "u poz negs?", "u like my ass", and "can u host?" It was hard deciding if I was just his jack off material or if he was serious about taking a poz load or ten. The messages were all from earlier today, starting about 3:30pm and going to about 7pm, so he seemed to be serious. There was no way I was going to fuck him here, nor was I going to type out my answer to his second question but I did say a silent "hell, yeah!" I typed out my reply "done working. Nice butt needs a dick in it, how many guys fuck u?" and hit send. I barely set my phone down and it buzzed with a reply from college boy. "hope urs is next 1. 37 so far" was his reply. This was getting more interesting. If he wasn't lying, he was experienced enough to know how to take dick so it might be worth at least meeting the guy. Hitting reply, I sent back "maybe. meet on roof in 20 2 talk?" Immediately I thought to myself "Why did I do that? Nothing good is going to come of this." The roof of our building has a sundeck on part of it and then an indoor area with some couches, a few game tables and a pair of large saunas. It should be a quiet place to meet and I've fucked more than a few guys in the sauna over the years. I picked up a small piece of paper and some tape, donned my mask and headed up a little early. Getting off the elevator, I walked slowly forward through the vestibule and reached up on the other side of the arched opening and slipped the paper over the security camera lens and secured it with tape. I didn't need a thousand questions from our nosy doorman. I walked into the lounge area and sat down on one of the couches and waited. It only took a couple minutes and I heard the ding from the elevator and hoped it was the college guy. Sure enough, a figure appeared and looked around. I couldn't see him clearly, the lights were dim and he was too far away. As he approached, I could see a short, thin body in some baggy shorts and a tank top. I pulled off my mask and said "Have a seat" when he was about ten feet away. He stood in front of me a moment before he sat down in the chair next to me. I looked him over now that I could see him better and while he wasn't the type I normally go for, he was easy on the eyes. His long dark blond hair was pulled back and tied in a bun, he had small dark plugs in each ear and a small straight eyebrow piercing. His pale face was smooth and soft except for a patch of hair on his chin. I could see the nipple piercings protrude through the tight tank top he was wearing, which showed off his twinky body. He was toned but not muscled and with his compact size I imagined he would be fun to toss around on a bed when fucking his brains out. His baggy shorts hid all of the good stuff and covered down to his knees. I was surprised to see some tall lace-up black leather boots on his feet that came midway up his calf. I wasn't sure if this is how he normally dressed or was just going for an edgier look to try and impress me. He stared back at me a few seconds and finally said nervously "Hi." "Hi" I replied and paused before going on. "You seem a little persistent. Am I giving you enough jack off material?" I asked. His eyes got big and he shook his head 'no' and reaffirmed it, saying "No, its nothin' like that. I mean, it's hot thinkin' about it... and you... and I get hard as fuck when you reply but I'm serious. I wanna do this." "Ya know, its a one way street and this shit can really fuck you up" I said bluntly. He nodded and kept staring at me. "How long you been chasing?" I asked. He looked perplexed, like I was suddenly talking in Mandarin. "Chasing the bug" I added. The lightbulb went on over his head and he replied "Oh... a few months. I met a guy last semester who's poz and we had some of the wildest sex I've ever had. Its almost like a porn flick, but better. He makes me beg for his dirty seed and when I feel him cum in me its so fuckin' hot. I never blow my load from getting fucked by anyone else but I do when he breeds me." "So you're already poz, then" I said, a little disappointed since I was already looking forward to knocking him up. He smiled slightly and said "No, he's on meds and I got tested at the end of January. You really toxic?" My dick twitched and started to grow in my sweat pants. Nodding 'yes' I added "Drugs ran out about a month ago." I thought about asking why he was chasing, but I really didn't care. I just needed to know he was serious. "When you get charged up, what you gonna do? Go on meds too?" I asked. I got the perplexed look from him again. I knew he hadn't thought that far ahead. After a few moments he asked "How long can I stay off of them?" I smiled and liked his thinking. "It depends on how your body deals with it. With some guys, it can be many years and for others it's weeks" I said. I could see he wanted to ask something, but first I wanted to know how willing he was going to be spreading my strain. "Your profile says you're a bottom. Do you ever top?" I inquired. "Not very often. Most guys see my size and assume I'm a bottom. Besides, I love getting fucked" he replied. I could sense an easiness in his voice telling me he was more comfortable now. "You better start spreading your seed more. I don't want my seed to go to waste" I said with an evil grin. He looked back at me intently. "Here's the deal. I'll breed you 'til I get bored. It might even be enough to get you knocked up. If you do, then you have to pass it to at least five guys. OK?" I said coldly. I watched his jaw drop and he slowly nodded 'yes'. I really didn't care how many people he infected, as long as it was more than one. Standing up, I started to walk towards the sauna. I could sense him right behind me, just like a little puppy. Once in the men's shower area, I opened the door to the sauna, standing just outside. "Strip and get inside" I commanded. College boy dropped his shorts and stepped out of them and pulled his tank, revealing more smooth skin with not a mark on it. He was standing there in a jockstrap and his boots and I said "Jock too, leave the boots on." He pushed it off, kicked it aside and stood there, revealing a very stiff five inch cock that was surprisingly thick. I nodded my head towards the door and he walked inside. I quickly took my sweats and tee off and followed him in and closing the door behind me. "You got one last chance to leave without my bug swimming in your guts" I told him. Instead of him running out the door, I watched him climb up on the lower bench on his knees with his ass hanging off. "Give it to me" he growled. Chuckling, I told him "This ain't gonna be gentle." I knelt down and grabbed each butt cheek with my hands and pulled them apart, gazing at the pink ring surrounded by a few wisps of blond hair. I thought for a moment about how wrong it was to wreck this perfect eighteen year old's fuckhole, how much pain he was going to be in in a few minutes, the pain when the virus took over his body and maybe when his body lost the fight. My cock was rock hard and dripping precum on the floor and my little head started doing the thinking. I pressed my face between his cheeks and rimmed him quickly. He let out a moan when my tongue forced its way in, adding just a little bit of spit to his hole. Someone had taught him well and he worked his hole around my tongue, relaxing it and letting me in and then squeezing it tight. Normally I would spend a long time eating out a hole like this, but I didn't want to get caught and I had a job to do. Slapping each cheek, I stood up and nestled my cock at the entrance. Leaning over his back I said "Tell me what you want." The wait was almost nothing when he replied "Please fuck me. Breed me with your poz load." Turning my head slightly, I noticed that the plugs in his ears had little biohazard symbols on them. "Let's make that truthful advertising" I thought to myself. The moment that he finished his last word, my hand went over his mouth and I slammed my hard cock into his tender hole. He screamed out like I knew he would and it was only slightly muffled by my hand, which was now covered in his spit. "Gotta wash that hand good when we're done" I thought briefly as I pulled almost out and shoved back in. The sauna wasn't on but you wouldn't know it by looking at his face and back. He was sweating like crazy and his body was trembling as I tried to hold him still. My cock was being held by his vice-like grip which was helping my assault make all those tiny tears in his chute that would let my bug invade his body. The screaming slowed down to a loud whimper while I stood there motionless with my leaking cock buried deep inside him. I was pretty sure about this time he was having second thoughts and that this was nothing like he had imagined. "You like that poz dick deep in your ass?" I asked. I got a mumbled "Mmmhmm" back from him and replied "Good, cuz this is just the beginning." I slowly withdrew and then slammed back in again. I waited only a couple seconds this time and then began drilling into him with firm thrusts. Years of gym workouts allowed me to keep up the intensity of our fuck. Beginning with the barely lubed start to five minutes of pounding to ten minutes where his hole was sloppy from my precum, then fifteen and twenty minutes passed when my balls started to ache. I could tell a few times he seemed to be fading out of consciousness from my brutal pounding and then he would come to and start grunting again. His body was weak by this point and he was only upright by bracing himself on the bench and my hands which now were on his shoulders. "Ready to get bred?" I asked. He whimpered louder and I heard a faint "Yes... please." "Beg for it" I said back to him. he gave me several almost cliche responses "knock me up... please, poz me... give me your bug" and finally a pleading "Infect me... please!" For the next few minutes, I hammered his hole fast and hard. My cock swelled a little thicker and my balls were now pulled up tight. The hammering stopped and I slammed in all the way and heard him cry out "oh god!" I chuckled and wondered if he was now praying and for what. For the fuck to end? For him to get knocked up? Pulling out about half way I gave another shove and that's when the pulses started. "FUCK!" I screamed out, followed by "Take that toxic load, neg boy!" Ropes of cum shot out and coated the walls of his tortured chute. I could feel it cover my throbbing cock as I wrapped my arms around my latest victim. Our bodies heaved together while a few more spurts of virus infected juice pumped into him. Once my orgasm faded and my breathing slowed, I pulled my sore cock out of him. I definitely had done some damage to his fuckhole and his ass ring was an angry red. Turning him around and sitting him on the lower bench, I pushed his head to my cock. "Clean it up" I told him unemotionally. He looked up at me briefly and then began to lick around my shaft. "Like the taste?" I asked. Pulling off a moment, he asked "Is that what viral cum tastes like?" Looking back at him, I said "No, that's what a wrecked and bred hole tastes like." Once he finished licking all of the cum mixture from my cock and balls, I tilted his head back up. Grinning at him I said "You're a hot fuck" but all I got back was a blank stare. He looked exhausted and I knew he would be sore for a few days. I left him sitting there, pushed the sauna door open and then quickly dressed in the shower area. He hadn't come out by the time I headed to the elevator. Walking through, I grabbed the paper that was over the camera and waited for the elevator. As I descended down to my floor, I wondered what his response would be when I wanted to give him a second dose.

Chapter 7: Training As I was about to learn what my training entailed I wondered why I had never met Daddy's sister. After all I had been living here for two years. In time I would come to find out she had been living overseas serving in the military. After Daddy and Melissa got caught up she ushered me into the kitchen to teach me how to cook. She left briefly to get a hot pink apron from her bag and then put it on me. I didn't dare argue. I just accepted it and went about learning how to cook. This night she taught me how to do mashed potatoes, chicken, baked beans, and cornbread. The chicken was the hardest part to learn. As dinner finished it was my duty to clean up. Daddy and Melissa talked some more. Once I was finished cleaning I went and knelt in front of Daddy. Daddy had told Melissa about my cock sucking skills and she wanted to see for herself. So Daddy took out his cock and before he could say anything Melissa chimed by telling me to get to work faggot. Ok I actually got turned on being called a faggot and I sucked Daddy's cock like my life depended on. I started deep thrusting him within a minute to show her how good I was. Because Daddy had already cum once tonight I knew I could worship his cock for a while before he came. I had slobber all over my face from the blowjob I was giving Daddy. I don't know how long I sucked him for but it wasn't long enough. I started feeling his balls tighten and knew it wouldn't be long before I was rewarded. But much to my disappointment Daddy stopped me. I hadn't even paid attention to Melissa who was now naked and playing with herself. Daddy quickly sank his cock into Melissa's pussy and shot his load inside her. They then shared a very passionate kiss in front of me. I was hurt. I felt betrayed. But in due time we would become one big happy family and this night I would look back on with fond memories. As they finished kissing Daddy told me to stay in the living room talking with Melissa. Daddy then kissed me passionately as he went to bed. Once Daddy had shut the door Melissa told me I would refer to her as Mistress from now on. As Mistress and I talked I told her my whole backstory. Daddy had told her a little about me but not everything. Mistress wasn't a cruel Mistress. She was warm and caring. She was basically the mother I should have had. We talked well into the night. I cried in her arms and she comforted me. As we got ready for bed Mistress suggested I sleep with her as so I wouldn't wake up Daddy. I just nodded and said yes Mistress. I carried her bags into the room. Mistress had me help her put away her things. She then got into bed and I crawled in beside her in her arms. I slept so good that night. As morning approached the day was gloomy. Daddy had already left for work. Rain looked like it was headed our way. I didn't move until Mistress awoke. As she awoke Mistress hugged me and kissed me on my neck. This day was going to be more cooking lessons as well as learning how to do wonderful things with my boipussy to drive Daddy crazy.

Was in park at dusk, mainly for stretching my legs but also hoping for some eye candy. Haven't been to bookstore in ages. So I see a gray haired guy with a beard parked at the end of the lot, leaning up against his work van and smoking. I eventually walk by him, and get a nod. I nod back and he casually brushes his hand across his jeans by his crotch. I look and can see an outline of something big. I walk over to him and ask if he needs some help, and he just smiles and opens the side door and invites me in. Once we're in I sit on a bucket and he pulls out a fat 6" cock with a gigantic mushroom head. I deep throat it asap, and start bobbing up and down on it. He's loving the gum job, but pulls out and asks if he can fuck me. I drop my jeans, and get on my hands and knees with my ass aiming right at him. He gets on his knees behind me, spits on my hole a few times, and pushes slowly into me. It hurt like a mother fucker as he was thick, but after a few thrusts I got lubed a bit and really enjoyed the 10 minute fuck. I jerked off when he said he was cumming, and my load hit the floor as his was filling my hole. I got a heartfelt thanks from him, left, and by the time I had walked back to my car, my ass had leaked so much jizz my underwear were wet in back. I got home and jerked off again, licking his load out of my underwear.

I looked up at the club doors and was so excited and scared at what was to happen. I walked in the double doors to the club and went to the fron desk and presented my ID. The man behind the front desk was a hulking god of a figure with a broad muscled chest and a rippling eight pack that glistened with the oil that was rubbed all over his body. His chest was encased in a neon red harness showing off his strong pecs and pierced nipples. My mouth watered at his sight and felt myself hard as a rock and I imagined how large his cock was and how many places and positions he would fuck me in. I noticed a bio-hazard tattoo on his ribs and didn't think anything of it just that it looked well on him. He caught me staring and I could feel myself blushing as I looked away. He laughed at me and told me not to worry that everyone loves to look at his body. Once I was signed in he walked around to inspect me that I followed the requests that were told to me. He pushed me against the wall and pulled down my shorts and inserted one of his fingers to make sure I was cleaned out. I told him to be careful that I might get too close to cumming if he kept that up for much longer. Once the inspection was over I thought that would be all and I would be let in to start my first night as an adult but then I felt a sting go into my arm and then I fell into the void of sleep. (present night) Seeing all of these men on the dance floor got me so hot and horned up. I tried to pull on the restraints but they didn't budge and I was a but afraid as to why I was chained in this cage instead of being bent over and being plowed at both ends like many of the guys in front of me. I was removed from my cage and then re chained up on the stage of the club in the same position. The guy from the front desk came up onto the stage and the music was signaled to be stopped. "Pigs, slaves, and all other perverts please come around we have something special for the night." So many of them circled the stage now and most didn't stop fucking or getting their cocks sucked but still paid attention. "This one here has come for a special time tonight for his 18th birthday party and you all know what that means." The audience applauded and started to call out and whistle at me. On top of that he has informed me that he is still a virgin in all departments as a bonus." "He has been cleaned out and prepped for the night and now it is time for the start of the auction for his neg cherry." When he said neg cherry I started to put two and two together and understood what his tattoo meant and I started to get scared. I knew I wanted to be barebacked but I didn't think I would be in a position where I would get any stds right from the beginning and now I am here being told that it was going to happen and I started to say I didn't want this anymore and I wanted to be let go. The guy from the front came over to me and reminded me that I signed the clubs documents to be let in and It was my own fault that I didn't read it and saw that it said that I am agreeing that being this is a well know HIV positive location that only allows bareback sex on the grounds that I will be help responsible for any and all STDS I might catch while here. He bent down and whispered in my ear "don't worry boy after getting started you're going to be begging for all of the poz cum to infect you so much you'll never want it to stop." He walked behind me and slid another one of his strong fingers into my ass and made me yelp. I didn't know that he had laced his fingers with lubed mixed with Tina and I started to squirm when It started to burn. He went back to the microphone and addressed the crowd again. "Alright guys lets get this show on the rode now the bidding will start at $100." All I could do is squirm more as the Tina was still driving me nuts as I saw many men placing their bids to make me their pozzed boy. The bidding slowed down some when they reached $3,000 for me but this god of a man spiced up the bidding by adding something to it. "For the winning bidder we will throw in a free bio-hazard to be put wherever you want on him." That drove the bidding up again and it finally ended with the winning bid of $6,000. I didn't see who the winning bidder was and was in utter shock when he walked on stage to claim me and then I saw that it was my own father. I couldn't believe what was going on that he was the one who won me and was now wanting to fuck me and poz me. The crowd cheered him on as my restraints we let loose and he started to grab me all over. He whispered in my ear telling me how he knew where I was going and he had been monitoring me and making sure through my life that I would be skinny whilst pinching my nipples. He whispered that I was from his last neg load that he collected and put into my mother before he got pozzed so she wouldn't. He was done talking and caried me to the nearest flat surface and bent me over it to where he had a nice cleat view of my pink about to be pozzed hole. I felt his breath as he blew onto my hole causing it to twitch something fierce and it led up to my father sticking his tongue straight into my hole. He came up for a breath after what felt like 10 minuets of him ravaging my hole and told the group watching that anyone is welcome to throat fuck me as he took my virgin hole with his cock. He walked around to my face first to let me slobber on his cock before he fucked me saying that it would be the only lube to be put on his cock so I would be wise to really get it wet. His cock was the biggest I have ever seen and the only one I have seen with a spiked PA at the head and his bio-hazard tattoo on the length of his cock. I slobbered all over his cock trying to get as much saliva on it as I could but I knew that it was still going to hurt no mater what I did so I tried to prepare as much as I could for it. My father went back around to my ass and started to slide his cock up and down my crack and another man came to my front holding a little brown bottle under my nose and telling me to inhale deeply. I did and as my head started to swim I could feel my dad shove his cock into my hole with so much force I almost fell off of the couch and screamed in pain. I knew I would be sore and bleeding for a while but thankful once he was in at full hilt he stood there for a moment and let me adjust to his spear of a cock. He rubbed his finger around his cock and held it to my face so I could see some of my blood on it and he laughed saying that I was defiantly going to be infected now. With that he started to thrust into my now de virginized hole and the man with the brown bottle appeared again and let me take another hit before shoving his own slab of cock into my throat. My dad and this man leaned in without missing a beat of them fucking me and started to make out with each other. They both started to pick up the pace of their fucking and the man fucking my throat informed me about getting a nice viral load down my throat just as my father said the same thing about getting his in my ass. Both men managed to cum at the same time and the feeling of the warm poz cum shooting down my throat and in my ass it caused me to cum as well. When they both grew soft and finished panting they withdrew from me leaving me sore at both ends and I didn't see that there was a small bowl underneath my cock full of my cum. My father told me that it was my last neg load and that it would fetch a nice price for all these pigs to have a virgin's last neg load. He walked away with the bowl in hand to the god of a man that was at the door and auctined me off but not before anouncing to the crowd around me that my ass was now fair game to any who wants it.

Prior to this happening I thought I was 1000% straight but my roommate completely changed that. I've gone into painstaking detail because this is all I've been able to think about lately. It's completely true. This is what happened ... I live in a two bedroom condo with a roommate, Greg. He posted an ad almost a year ago looking for a roommate, I needed a place to live, and he seemed like a cool guy so it was an easy match. Greg has lots of gorgeous female friends and has been an awesome wingman so it has been a really good year haha. Anyway, in my city, they are taking serious measures during lockdown and so for the most part everyone is staying home. Being a single guy not able to go out and meet women this means I've been jerking off way more often. About a week ago Greg caught me jerking off, which honeslty wasn't the first time but its never not embarrassing. I thought I had some alone time because he had gone to the grocery store. Greg jokingly said that he could help me out if I wanted and walked out of my room. Over the next day or so we pretended like nothing happened. We were sitting on the couch in the living room one night smoking a joint, talking about how we couldn't wait for quarentine to be over so we could get back to normalcy. We both complained about how long it's been since we've had any type of sexual interaction and Greg mentioned he was serious about what he said the other day. Mentioning "not trying to make anything weird or whatever ... I like sucking dick, you like getting your dick sucked ... I'm just so horny, you know? Plus, you wouldn't be the first straight I've hooked up with". I stared at him for a bit in silence. My dick starting to swell in my jeans. I took another hit and started to unbuckle my belt. Greg laugh, "you don't need much convincing haha" licked his lips on got on his knees. I laughed too. "You ruined my jerk session the other day, I haven't cum in weeks so you owe me". He pulled me jeans completely off. My dick was semi-hard already and streching my boxer-briefs. He pulled my boxers down next just enough that my package was out. He started by jerking me slowly while he licked my balls. My toes instantly curlled and my cock immediately hit full mast. Greg worked my balls for a bit until I was dripping precum and then took my entire shaft down his throat. Honestly one of the best blowjobs I've ever had. He edged me for what felt like forever. I told him I was going to cum if he touched me again. Greg asked if I liked getting my ass licked. I told him it's never happened before. He pulled my boxers completely off, pulled my hips to the edge of the couch and slowly licked my clenched hole. It felt so good and with each lick I could feel my ass relax. As I started to moan and my cock pulsed, Greg knew I was going to shoot my load. He licked from my asshole, up my balls, to my shaft and started to deepthroat me again. I don't know what came over me but I wanted him to keep playing with my ass so I told him to finger my ass while he sucked me. He slide one finger into my ass and I shot the biggest load of my life into his warm mouth. He swallowed every drop. I was speechless. I stood up, thanked him and told him how amazing that was. "We should definitely do that again". For the next couple of days, this continued. He would blow me once or twice a day, eat my ass, and finger my hole. I started to give him handjobs to return the favour, and since he is hairless, I also would lick his ass. Yesterday, we were hooking up again in his room. It started with him sitting on my face while he sucked my dick. Greg sat back spreading his cheeks and helping my tongue push deep into his ass. He commanded me to bend over so he could fuck my ass with his tongue. I got on all fours, dripping precum onto his sheets. He grabbed my ass very firmly and pressed his tongue as deep as he could into me. I let out a loud moan and reached back to help push his face into my ass. Greg pulled back to get some air. "You like getting your ass tongue fucked?" he said, more a statement than a question really. "Yeah, so fucking much" I faintly responded. Greg grabbed my cock much more forcefully than he ever had and began to stroke me quickly. He licked and sucked my balls agressively for a moment, spit onto my asshole and then slide a finger, all the way to his knuckle, into me. I let out a loud gasp. "Holy fuck!" I moaned. I couldn't finish my thought but it felt so fucking good. Greg was not gentle with me now. He fingered my ass hard and spanked me hard with his other hand. I was panting like I had just run a marathon at this point and encouraging him, "harder .... faster ... don't stop". Greg put another finger in my ass. "Oh god, fuck ... fuck ... yes" I moaned. "Do you want me to fuck your tight ass baby?" Greg asked. I still wasn't able to form sentences or really process what was going on. Yes! Was the answer but I couldn't get the words out. Instead, I just reached back and spread my cheeks for him. Greg reached around to make me suck his fingers that were just in me. I latched on without a second thought. Then, he licked my ass for a minute before slowly pressing his cock into me. It was much, much bigger than his fingers. I clenched up at first, but quickly relaxed and pressed back against him. "Fuck, you're so tight" he said. Once his cock was all the way inside of me, he held it there for a moment. I could feel it flexing inside of me, it was so much more intense than him fingering me over the last week. Greg started with slow, shallow thrusts, responding to every gasp, moan, and whimper coming from me. As I relaxed more he went faster and faster, each stroke longer and longer. I was face down on his bed, with my ass in the air egarly taking his cock. It was a little bigger than average but felt enormous inside of me. I starred into his closet mirror so I could watch him pounding me while he spanked me hard, leaving hot hand prints on my cheek. "What the fuck am I doing?" I thought, and "why does this feel so fucking good?". "Get on your back" was his next command. I obeyed. I laid on my back with my legs hanging off the side of his bed. He stood at the end, grabbed my hips and put my legs over his shoulders. This is my favorite position to fuck girls in and now I was on the receiving end of what I knew was going to be a hard, fast fucking. I was nervous. It somehow seemed more intimate now that we were going to be looking at each others faces. I was also hoping I didn't cum to quick. My dick got soft when we switched positions but as soon as Greg was balls deep inside me, I was rock hard again. It was just as rough of a fucking as I expected. Within a minute or two I started to uncontrollably shoot my load all over my chest. Greg quickly grabbed my cock and pointed it at my mouth. I felt my thick, hot cum hit my face, and slowly opened my eyes and opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out as far as I could to catch my load. I don't know what I expected cum to taste like but I was surprised. It wasn't good or bad, it didn't really taste like anything and I kind of like the texture. Honestly I don't get why some people don't swallow ... anyway ... Greg pumped me for another couple of minutes. The entire time, my dick stayed hard and was leaking cum. I knew watching me taste my load turned him on so I wiped my cum off my chest and licked my fingers clean. "I'm going to cum" Greg panted. "Cum in my ass!" I begged. I felt each huge pulse of cum shoot inside of me. His load felt good but I really liked how his cock felt swelling each time he shot his load into me. Greg slowly slid his cock of out my ass and I could feel his load dripping out of me as well. Without breaking eye-contact, I moved towards him and took his cock into my mouth for the first time, cleaning him up. He fingered my cum filled ass while I suck his dick and then let me suck his fingers clean too. We laid in bed together, naked, sweaty, and me still drenched in both of our loads. We were silent aside of our heavy breathing. I asked how often "straight" guys let him fuck them, he laughed and just said "you would be surprised". I asked how often he gets fucked by "straight" guys and just replied "not enough". We showered separately (getting cum out of my ass for the first time is something I needed to do alone haha) but Greg said I could sleep in his room tonight if I wanted. I did. We slept naked. This morning, I woke Greg up by sucking his cock. Before letting him cum it was my turn to pound his ass. Up until recently I've never considered myself bi, but I guess I am. I don't find guys attractive oddly enough but I enjoy cock quite a lot. Greg's a slut haha so I don't think things are going to get weird between us, we're just fuck buddies now. I'm still ready for quarantine to be over but am looking forward to more nights like last night while we wait.

Marked at the Theater I could tell it would be a good evening as I pulled into the parking lot of the bookstore/theater. I picked a spot behind the building away from the road where it would be unlikely anyone passing by would see it. I try to be discreet because I am a bi married guy and I don't want to get caught. I'd been here a few times, but it wasn't the bookstore I usually went to, this one is far seedier. I went inside and paid the lady at the counter for some lube, a bottle of poppers and admission to the theater area. She asked me if I needed any condoms, but I told her no. She just smirked at me and told me to have fun and stay as long as I liked. I told her I would as I started down the halway to the theater. It was dark except the screen, which was playing a bi 3some video. The lady in the movie was watching two guys as they fucked. I noticed that it was bareback. Nice. I was correct when I guessed there would be a lot of guys here based on the number of cars in the parking lot. I picked a spot on one of the treadbare couches near the back and sat down. Around me were several guys, some just stroking their dicks, others making out, and still others giving handies or sucking off other guys. A few were smoking something out of glass pipes and a few were fucking. As I pulled my pants down and took them and my sissy g-string panties off a guy beside me asked if he could have some of my poppers. I tore off the wrapping and handed him the bottle which he gladly sniffed. It didn't take long for him to reach over and play with my little boi clit a little and then a big smile came to his lips. He was a thin, almost gaunt man, probably in his 60s. He could tell just by looking that I was a bottom and that I'd take his dick. I reached over and felt his dick which was long, thick and uncut and hard and dripping pre-cum. I knelt on my knees in front of him and took his dick into my mouth, getting it nice and wet. He told me to get up and I handed him the lube. I turned around and leaned over the couch presenting my fat ass to him and I felt his bony fingers working the cool lube into my tight hole. Then I felt the tip of his dick sliding in my crack and he started to slip inside. It burned a little as his thick dick stretched me out but it quickly turned to pleasure as his shaft slid in until I felt his pubes against my smooth round ass. He started to pump at a quick pace, his low hanging balls slapping against my little grapes as he fucked me. He went for about 10 minutes and then his pace started to increase and I felt his balls start to pull up and I knew he was about to unload into me. Sure enough he stopped and then pumped a few more times with a jerky motion as I felt his dick throb and the pulses of hot cum squirt deep in me. I could feel cum drip onto my little balls, tight in their sack as he pulled out. I had noticed that several guys had gathered around to watch as he was pounding me and it didn't take long for another guy to take his place behind me. This guy was also thin and heavily tatooed, including a large scorpion right above his dick. He wasted no time in driving his dick into me and starting to move at a quick pace. The guy who had fucked me first made some kind of mark on my butt cheek with a sharpie. After the 2nd guy had unloaded in me he also marked my butt as the next guy in line took his turn. I couldn't see what they were writing, but I was sure enjoying being used. After all the guys had taken their turn I got up, put on my pants and went to the bathroom to change into my men's underwear. When I looked in the mirror I could see that I had 12 + signs on there. I'd have to find some way to clean that off before I got home because there is no way I would be able to explain that. Of course I knew that sooner or later all these visits to the bookstore would catch up to me and I'd be caught, but I would worry about that then that time came.

The following story is fiction, but the premise is based on real life experiences. Needless to say, 2020 was off to a terrible start. Even without a global pandemic, life had become abysmally bad. My name is Mark. I had just turned 25. I grew up in New England. Small high school, team sports, honors and AP classes, etc. I went to a state school, did pretty well there majoring in a Pre-Med field but never took the step to follow through with medical school. After graduating I took a job at a prestigious R&D facility. The only problem was that it was located in my hometown. With 150 kids in my graduating class, you can imagine the gay scene left a lot to be desired, to say the least. I applied for months to other jobs, but finally after lots of interviews and being edged-out by someone else, I got one. So right after I turned 25 around Christmas I packed up and moved in with some old college friends in Boston with a spare room. The first few days were great. But things quickly went down hill. I bounced my car off a couple guardrails and got a DWI (being a straight edge kid from a rural town, I had never even gotten so much as a speeding ticket). My childhood friend committed suicide. The guy I had been dating for six months in Boston before the move decided to go back to his ex. And some of my friends decided that I was damaged goods after the DWI and never spoke to me again. I'd be lying if I said I didn't consider jumping into the harbor and ending it. Pre-social distancing, I was pretty active sexually. I'd have one or two hookups a week. I'm a bottom. I'm pretty average looking, brown hair, brown eyes, beard. I'm not fit but I'm not fat either. I've been told I'm actually very charismatic, which probably explains why I've managed to hook up and date guys way out of my league. But during this time I didn't really care about looks or anything else. Just their dicks. Most of them were one time things. I took them all and never used a condom. If I'm being honest I hadn't used condoms since I was 21. The youngest was an 18 year old hockey player at Harvard. The oldest was some grandpa in an alley near Methadone Mile. And everything in between. Blowjobs in club bathrooms, shady hotel sex, etc. I'm still amazed that I didn't catch anything. Looking back on it, I think I was channeling my depression into other outlets, mainly sex. By early February it was all finally too much. I was walking back to my apartment. A married guy had messaged me to come over from, he bred me then kicked me out saying his wife and kid were on their way home. It was pretty early and not very far, but it had turned windy and cold, so I ordered an Uber. Only instead of going home, I went downtown to a bar I liked. It was small, nothing special but that was why I liked it. I had a beer, then started walking along the water. I stopped and looked out over the black water for what seemed like forever before jumping over the railing that separated the sidewalk from the water. I closed my eyes and fell forward, the shock of the water sending knives of cold through my skin. I felt a strange sensation of moving back towards shore instead of farther out, and suddenly felt myself on dry land. "Are you okay? Stay with me, don't fall asleep", a low but warm voice said. That's when I turned my head and saw Michael, the man that would change my life in more ways than one in the coming weeks. ........................................ This is my first time writing. Kind of a long preamble but setting the stage for later. Feedback appreciated.

Part 8: The Initiation Naturally, I didn't get much sleep that night. I spent the following morning doing everything I could to keep my mind off what Michael had told me. I went for a run, cooked breakfast, did laundry, had an edible, but even that didn't help. But that's because I think I had already made my decision. "Can I come over?", I texted Michael. After a few minutes he responded with a simple yes. I made the trip over there, but when I knocked at the door, a man in a nice suit opened it. "Oh sorry, I was looking for Michael." "So we didn't scare you off then", he laughed. I then realized this must be Eric, the man I saw in the sling. "Come in, he'll be home in a few minutes. We can have a cigar and some scotch". I felt rather absurd doing this since I was wearing jeans and an old flannel while he was in a suit, but I wasn't one to say no. "So is this going to be a quick visit, or are you staying for dinner. Without any warning I started blurting out all of the questions I had wanted answers to, but hadn't realize that the sub was the only one that give them to me. He looked alarmed for a second at my intensity, but then laughed and told me to sit. We spent the next hour, drinking and smoking while he answered all of them. After that time, I felt like I had known him for years. "Well, looks like you both have become friends quick," Michael said. I jumped, I hadn't even heard him come in. "I was just about to ask Marcus what kind of wine he wanted with dinner. Michael is making filet and lobster tails. It's a monthly tradition." "Oh, I don't want to impose", I said. I could tell though they wouldn't take no for an answer. "Eric, why don't you two pick out some champagne and the wine for later while I bring the rest of the groceries up." He led me to a little closet that I hadn't noticed my other times there, which turned out to be a small wine cellar. He picked two bottles. "How about these?", he said. I was a bartender at a couple of fancy country clubs in college, the two bottles he had picked easily cost a few grand. While the champagne chilled, we continued drinking and smoking. After popping the bottle, and finishing it between the three of us they made some very strong martinis. Then the wine with dinner. By the time we had finished it was close to 8pm and I was certainly feeling tipsy. "Hey, we should probably start getting ready. Marcus, you can wear one of my old outfits", Eric said. "Outfits?" "Yes, we're going to a leather night". Once again I got the impression I wasn't given a choice. "Go ahead and shower, there's some lube for the nozzle in the closet". I showered, making sure to thoroughly scrub myself and clean out. As I turned the water off though, I had a realization: he told me to clean out and I just did it. Without thinking, no questions. I put on my "outfit": black sneakers with blue knee high socks, a blue jockstrap and black shorts, a very nice black harness, and a blue hat. "Damn boy you look great, just need to fix a couple things", Eric said adjusting the harness. "Come on, everyone else is here". While we had been getting ready, a few other guys had shown up. One of them was the muscle daddy Michael had forced me to make out with the other night. We hung out until about 11 drinking and chatting, though I made sure to stick with water. When we arrived at the club, I saw some of my friends. One of them texted asking me for an introduction to my new "buddy's". After about an hour of dancing I had sobered up, so went and got a drink. When I tried to pay, the bartender simply said that I was on Michael's tab. I went back to dancing with them. They pulled me into a more quiet corner. "So, have you thought about my proposal?" "I have, but I'm still not sure..." "Marcus, you are sure. You asked to come over tonight. When you were told to stay for dinner, to douche, and what to wear, you just did it", Michael said warmly. "If you want this, and we all know you do, take this and come home with us tonight", he said holding up what looked like a molly. After a couple seconds, I took it and chugged the rest of my drink with it. Eric did the same thing. Michael just smiled and kissed me more passionately than I ever could remember. Then Eric did and I felt myself melting into both of them. ...................................

There is no show or bluster. He knows what you are, and what he is. Everyone can relax and be what they are.

Yeah, this ^, I regret to say. I find bona fide Alphas very hard to come by, but when found, there’s no question that that’s what they are. An Alpha doesn’t ask a lot of questions. He has no interest in the bottom’s opinions on what is about to transpire. An Alpha is direct, straightforward, aggressive, and efficient. He sees what he wants and takes it without hesitation, because it’s his to take. He perceives that he occupies, by natural right, a place of privilege above lesser men who exist to satisfy his wants and needs. An Alpha relishes this position and its power, because it infuses his entire being and he is at his best when giving full expression to his traits in sexual dominance of another man. The firm hand on my neck, the merciless cock rutting my slit, the hunger and pride in the eyes staring into mine - and I melt away. In that moment I am his, his very own.

Perhaps you do, but not all of us look at them them that way. I see Tops as human beings with strong needs and desires, blessed with the traits of masculinity. I feel privileged to find myself in a position to satisfy those needs and desires. I treat every one of my Tops like a Man deserves - maybe that’s why they keep coming back. Or it could just be for the good ass. 😉

I wonder if the sailor was Seamen Staines and Roger the cabin boy..😁 I remember a close friend ringing me a while back, arranging a fix up with a visiting friend. Turns out friend was called Michael and was a relief RC priest covering a church where the priest had passed away. This priest was a looker, dark haired, brown eyes and he had such a thick long dick which he used on me daily. He used to fuck me in the vestry whilst robing up and preaching to all, i would sit there watching him with his spunk in my arse. I liked him, he was so kind and horny. I spent a month with him, before he went back to Rome. Everything was bareback and he used to spoon me and say prayers.

Let me tell you about the day I just had. This quarantine has really got me horny. I am a mid 30’s bearded cub Cumdump. I love taking loads, not too picky, if you can get it hard, slide it in and use my hole til you bust your nut deep inside me. I love when a top gets really turned on by the fact that I have other dudes DNA swimming inside my hairy hole. Now I’m a good looking dude, not hot by definition, but yesterday I tried to take loads too and two guys couldn’t get hard. I think that certain dudes find me out of their league and can’t perform. Weird. so after only getting one load yesterday, I woke up with purpose to get stuff done, errands and such. I was dressed and out the door when one of my regulars asked me if I was taking loads. I pondered and decided to prep real quick and see what I could find. Told him to give me 30 minutes. I also hit up this stud I’ve been talking to for years on BBRT and he said he could meet me and they could tag team me. Joy! So they both arrive at the same time. I’m ass up face down and they walk in and immediately strip down. Regular, let’s call him Mark, lubes up my hole and wastes no time sliding in his 8” thick uncut cock as I’m taking a huge hit of poppers. The other top, Rich, comes around and swings his massive dick in my face. It’s at least 9.5”, I was not prepared for that monster but couldn’t wait. im getting fucked doggy and sucking on Rich’s tits, he has muscular body, high ass and a smile that will kill. He’s face fucking me while Mark is pummeling my hole balls deep. Time to switch so I get on my back and Rich slides his monster cock up my hole. His cock is so thick but feels so good rutting me out. I love having cocks fucking both my holes. We switch again as Rich said he was about to cum and isn’t quite ready. Mark picks back up, me on my back, head over the side of the bed, as Rich is throat fucking me. I need a break so I take a beat. But the beating was just about to begin. They both lie down and I start sucking them off while they kiss. I sit on Marks cock and I can see he knows what I’m thinking and tells Rich to DP me. Fuck. Now Marks cock is big by an means but my ass is fat and the angles were all wrong. So I told them to switch. I sit on his massive cock and Mark tries to slide in. Still a weird angle and he says he’s about to come. Finally I throw myself down and he manages to shove his cock in my hole. I am stretched to the hilt, can’t find my poppers but It felt so fucking good. Mark cums in my ass and pulls out. Rich gets up, gets me in doggie and pounds my fucking hole with no mercy until he shoots a massive load in me. I clean off both of their cocks, love tasting the mix of cum and my ass juices. They wrap it up, exchange numbers and they are on their way. So back to errands? NAH! I get on Grindr, BBRT, Sniffies all checking time see who else wants to add one. Some looky loos but no one really makes a plan. At this time Rich texts me and says it was fucking hot. I agree and say can’t wait to do it again. He then says he has another load for me. What a guy, 20 min and that monster is ready to go again? Sign me up. I think we had a connection and he wanted to breed me again just one on one. so he walks in, I’m laying on the bed just sprawled out. He flips me over and pins me down and starts taking deeper care of me, which was cute. Kissing, but he knows I want his load, and he wants me to get more. Maybe he’s looking for a boyfriend who likes to get sloppy for him? Let’s hope. He cums pretty quick and takes off. Back on to Sniffies...find a dude, nice cock, nice torso, tell him to head over. I can tell there is something odd, he’s foreign, his sentences are short and not formulated properly. He takes his time walking over and this guy, oh boy. Fine body, awkward, giant glasses, but I’m here for the load. He has an average penis, does a pretty good job fucking me. I do always find it weird when tops fall out of you but don’t notice. Well that happened several times. He started getting soft and he said that he came when he left but I’m not so sure. I think he might have been weirded out by all the cum in my ass. before he came over, my friend Brad, had written me. I of course alerted a few of my favorite tops that I was taking loads. These are the kind of pigs I like. Tops with big cocks who get off on being in my used ass. Brad and I have fucked in my old apartment, my new apartment, through a gloryhole at the local arcade on more than one occasion. He is a fucking stud, great body, amazing cock, and the prettiest light blue eyes ever. He’s kind of a jerk but that’s ok. I once went over to his house and had an allergic reaction to his huskies and almost drove myself to the hospital, after her deposited load number 7 into my hole. But i digress. So Brad tells me he can breed me in the restroom on the first floor of his apt. The office is closed right now and so as soon as Guy leaves I change and rush down there. It’s a brand new place not far from me closer to the water. He buzzes me in and escorts me to the bathroom. We strip and he wastes no time in huffing poppers and sliding into my hole. He tells me to bend over so hear I am, hands on the toilet seat, getting railed by a total hottie. I look down and see that there is quite the puddle on the ground at me feet. So he is fucking all of the cum out of me and it’s so hot. He pulls out and lays on the floor. I sit on his dick but that isn’t really working. He loves eating out my cummy hole so I sit on his face while he tongue fucks my hole as I push to give him a little taste. My legs tense up and it’s time to wrap this up. Back on to the toilet and he slides in and finally delivers a massive load to my well fucked hole. We get dressed and he leaves the bathroom, sending me a Grindr message to say that it’s clear. As I’m walking out I get hit up by someone in the building, but my ass is sore and I have to pick up something in 20 minutes so I head out. not bad for one day. I fucking love being a Cumdump.

Haven’t been on since last August. Lived every minute of that. I vote stay off. 😘

My Partner and I prefer bareback! When I play with others I pefer it raw as well, but won't say no to a good fucking even if the stud has a condom on. Usally they don't remain on. I remember in Rome, we went to a local bathhouse. The Italian,which I have a weakness for, I was playing with didn't speak English and Ididn't speak Italian. He reached for a condom and I waved no...but he insisted..... During the fucking he pulled out and as he took a hit of poppers, I pulled it off and then sat on his dick...I guess between the feel and the rush of poppers, he flipped me onto my stomach and gave me a hard fucking! He kept calling me dirty names and then loaded me up....As he left the room, in broken English said thanks for taking it off!...good memory and it made me hard!

The definition of "Alpha" varies. You know yours, so keep looking. "Out-Alpha any Top"? Aw man, bring it.🐷

My first dick in me was raw and I was hooked. I did become POZ but the price I paid of bare backing and the feel of that warm cum Coming out of your hole and down your leg.

Thanks guys! I looked up the names on all your suggestions. Blue Bailey seems really cool! He talks openly about being a bb bottom and poz, and is really honest!

Correct!

Part 11 - Positive Counselling Luca felt tired when he woke and climbed out of bed noticing the ship was already docked in Southampton. He showered and changed then packed his last few things ready for the bell boys to take their luggage in to the terminal. Breakfast was quick and the table next to theirs was empty. The Americans had already eaten and disembarked for their morning flight back to New York. It was like they had never been there and funny how it felt empty without them being at the table staring and chatting away. He smirked eating his fruit and yoghurt thinking of Brad and the wild night they had, his only regret that he didn't get another night with him. Luca arranged to meet his parents at 9.30 in the Duchess lounge for disembarkation and headed off towards the spa hoping to catch Andre. Loitering outside and watching the reception area for a good twenty minutes there was no sign of him. He was about to leave when he phone beeped and he saw a message from Oliver 'Nearly at the airport, sorry I didn't get to say good bye to you personally this morning. So looking forward to you showing me Tuscany, Olly'. He was tempted to reply but decided to wait and play it cool, he didn't want to seem to eager. Instead he started a new message to Andre 'Hey, what happened last night? I missed being with you and would like to see you, Luca' he hit the send button and put his phone away. Heading back to the suite and collecting his hand luggage he met up with his parents and they disembarked the ship. Checking his phone he saw the message to Andre had been read ten minutes ago and no reply, residing that Andre was going to end up as just a fuck he put his phone away and walked to the gangway. The Luca walking down the gangway was very different from the one who embarked a week ago, his look on sex had changed completely and inside he definitely felt a liberated and new person. Collecting the last suitcase he joined his parents and walked through customs into the small arrivals hall to seek their driver, hearing his name called out Luca turned and smiled. "I won't be a minute" he said to his parents hot footing it over towards Andre. Sarah watched Luca and saw him walk towards Andre "The masseur?" she said turning to Gio. Gio chuckled "That's why he had so many massages" he replied looking at Sarah. "What happened last night Andre?" Lucca asked standing in front of him. Andre shifted on the spot "You didn't tell me you were seeing someone else". "Sorry?" Luca asked sounding surprised "I am not seeing anyone Andre, who said that?". Andre could see he was telling the truth "The American, he came for a massage yesterday". Luca nodded knowing it was Oliver's doing "He is charming and very nice but I am not seeing him". Andre smiled "You need to tell him that as he things you and him are together". Luca looked him in the eye "You are the one I am attracted to Andre" he replied "I thought you knew that". "So him coming to Tuscany to see you?" Andre asked again surprising Luca how much Oliver told him. Luca sighed "My parents invited him I couldn't stop them" he tried explaining to Andre. "Please come and see me in London when you finish Andre" Luca implored "I have to go they are waiting". Andre nodded then catching Luca off guard he kissed him on the lips "I will text you later" he said. Luca returned to his parents "Please don't say anything" he said looking a little upset. The journey back to Holland Park was quiet, almost like when they picked Luca up after his graduation. The frustration and anger at what Oliver had done was nagging at him. Trying to remain emotionally detached Luca turned off his phone not wanting to send a venting text to Oliver, he sat back in the seat and closed his eyes. The following week Luca had spoken with Mark several times finalising the plans for Mark to visit Luca in Tuscany, he was excited to catch up with Luca and hear all about his graduation trip. By the second week at home Luca had returned from a run feeling unusually exhausted he collapsed on the bed unable to get his temperature down or stop the sweating. By the afternoon he was feeling worse, his body ached, head hurt and he was running a fever. Sarah made an appointment to see their doctor the following day and was worried by how Luca had gone down hill so quickly. In the morning Luca felt no better and beads of sweat adorned his forehead, the doctor took his temperature and begun asking Luca lots of questions before asking his mother to leave them for a few minutes to continue the examination. Dr Morris had been the family doctor for many years and he had an understanding of Luca and his sexual orientation. "Tell me Luca and be honest, did you have sexual intercourse with anyone?" Dr Morris asked sitting down. Luca nodded "Yes, several times and I know what your going to ask and the answer was no". Dr Morris sat there for a moment looking at Luca "I think we should do the blood test Luca". Luca looked up knowing what he was saying and nodded "Yes" he quietly replied. "Do you know if any of the sexual partners have hiv?" Dr Morris asked finishing with the blood test. Luca shook his head "To be honest I don't know" he said "I wanted, well needed to have sex". Dr Morris chuckled "Oh to be young Luca" he laughed "but seriously you should have protected yourself". Luca smiled "I know" he replied "foolish of me now when I look back". "Don't worry Luca if it does come back positive things will not change to much" Dr Morris patted his knee. Luca nodded fearing the worse "I will have the results tomorrow and will call you directly" Dr Morris said. "In the meantime take 2 paracetamols every 4 hours to keep your temperature under control" he advised Luca. Luca stood to leave and watched Dr Morris place the blood vials in to a yellow bag with a biohazard symbol on, that simple act hit home hard and Luca broke down crying out of the emotional wreck he had become. Part of it was the probable diagnosis but also from the strain of Andre and Oliver, he never really knew how much it had torn him up until now when everything came crashing down. His mother walked in and comforted him holding him tight, straight away she knew something was not right seeing the blood test bag labelled up. Luca explained everything to his parents later that day after he had calmed down, still feeling groggy he went up to bed wishing the whole thing was over. He just wanted to know one way or the other, although he was already suspecting one of the Americans must have been responsible. He managed to sleep a few hours before waking at 1am and reaching over for his phone, he looked at the message from Oliver a few weeks backs and sent him a text trying to sound casual hoping it would reveal more 'Hi Olly, hope you are well. I forgot to ask your friends if they had hiv when we had sex, I shouldn't have put them as risk, L', sending the message he put the phone down on silent he went back to sleep. Waking up he felt better and the fever seemed to had subsided, reaching over he saw a missed call from Oliver but no reply to his text. Wearing jogging bottoms and t-shirt he padded around the house for most of the morning until he phone range just after 11am. Hanging up the phone he sat on the sofa staring at the floor, the diagnosis had come back positive and he know faced a different future. He had a referral to a sexual health clinic at 3pm to see a consultant and councillor, the worst part was he had no one close to talk to about it. Both parents were out at work and whilst they were both understanding it wasn't something you really wanted to discuss at length with them. At the clinic he chatted with the consultant and gave Luca his medication and instructions. Luca was surprised that it was only two tablets once a day, he had read up where some people were on 4 or 5 tablets sometimes twice a day. He was sent to the male waiting room at the clinic to wait for Tony the councillor. The waiting room was quiet with only a three guys there for routine appointments, all of whom clocked Luca when he was escorted in by the consultant. It was a telling sign that this was a newly diagnosed person. Luca felt embarrassed sitting there with each guy casually glancing at him, there was one guy who couldn't have been more than 19 whose phone constantly beeped with messages. Ignoring his phone he was more interested in Luca and was fumbling around in his pocket pulling a small card out and holding it in his hand. A nurse appeared in the waiting room 'Jason' she called looking at the 19 year old who stood and walked deliberately close to Luca dropping the card in to his lap before disappearing. Luca picked up the card that just had his name and number on, he heard one of the guys chuckle and look at Luca 'high class escort'. Luca didn't quite know what to do with the card 'Luca' he heard his name called out and looked up. Tony stood there smiling at Luca and he felt unable to move, he was tall at six feet, his black hair shaved except for the mohican that partly flopped across his forehead. Luca could make out the tattoos adorning his neck and the base of his arms, his slender body, swimmers build, moustache and chin hair definitely gave him more of a menacing sexual appeal and it was not what Luca was expecting in a councillor. His face suggesting late 20's or early thirties but he had the most incredible smile on a finely chiselled face that look like it came straight out of a magazine and it made Luca's heart beat faster. Luca stood up "Hi" he said slipping the card in to his pocket. Tony escorted him in to a little room "I'm Tony and have been appointed your councillor". "Right" Luca replied sitting down "do I need one?" he asked "I mean I don't know what is suppose to happen". Tony smiled "I am here for you to talk to Luca and help you out where I can" he replied reading Luca's notes. "I didn't think you could help now I have it?" Luca replied a little confused by the situation. Tony looked at him "Are you comfortable talking about it?" he asked "we could walk, go for a coffee?". Luca shrugged his shoulders "What do you normally do?" he asked realising he was quite struck by him. "Well if your comfortable discussing your feelings we can walk and talk" Tony suggested staring at Luca. Tony packed up his things and picked his satchel up and walked with Luca for almost an hour mostly he listened to Luca talk about his feelings, worries and concerns. Tony would nod and let Luca continue, only when he went silent did Tony explain that he had taken up counselling after realising there was a detachment of being able to speak to another person who had gone through a similar situation. Openly telling Luca he was poz Tony chatted and was getting Luca to open up and talk about his real feelings. They sat down in a park not far from Luca's house, he was still a little weak from the past few days and Tony noticing this slowed the pace down and allowed Luca time to gather his strength. Luca joked saying it felt like he was on a date with Tony who laughed and smiled at him. Tony walked with Luca back to his home and they made plans for another session the following day at 1pm meeting at Luca's house. Watching Tony walk back on to the street Luca had discovered quite a bit about him, Tony was happy to talk about himself in order to get Luca more comfortable. During this first session Luca discovered Tony was recently out of a relationship, 29 years old he was also hiv positive a result from his various exploits at a younger age. It was this that rung home with Luca knowing he was in a similar situation, it gave him more comfort and confidence to talk. It was interesting to hear about the group counselling Tony held with ten guys at various stages, he even suggested that when Luca felt comfortable he could join the group sessions if he wished. For now being Tony's newest case he would get his attention. The past two days had been extraordinary to say the least and he liked Tony and felt at ease with him. Tony walked down the street smiling, he loved his job and every now and then someone like Luca would come along bringing new challenges to his work. The young guy was so engaging and attractive he had found it a little difficult to concentrate at times. At dinner Luca had told his parents everything about the voyage, his father was upset by this revelation and hugged his son telling him they would always be here to support him. Luca retired for the night and Gio turned to Sarah and questioned if Oliver should come over mostly unsure how Luca would react. They discussed at length and if Luca had been honest about Oliver and he not sleeping together there should be no cause for concern. Luca sat on his bed unsure how he was really feeling, he felt the card in his shorts pocket and took it out. He chuckled at how brazen the young guy had been in the clinic giving him his number and decided to ask Tony about him tomorrow. Feeling refreshed after his shower he stood and looked at his reflection in the mirror, he was still Luca only a little different on the inside. Thoughts interrupted by his phone ringing, picking it up he saw it was Oliver calling and he answered it. "Olly" Luca spoke down the phone waiting. "Luca, what was with your text the other day?" Oliver asked cautiously. Luca sat on the bed "Don't play games Olly, do any of you have hiv?" he asked almost to scared to say the word. There was a long pause "I think you have answered my question" Luca said knowing Oliver was thinking. "Luca" Oliver spoke "you didn't have it did you?" he asked "you were fishing with me to find out". Luca was quiet for a moment "One of your friends gave it to me" he said ignoring Andre for the moment. "It is possible Luca" Oliver replied "but I didn't give it to you" he tried excusing himself from blame. Luca paused "I know and my parents know" he paused again "don't worry they know we haven't slept together". There was another awkward pause "It is best that I don't come to Tuscany?" Oliver asked. "No, I think you should still come Olly after all my parents invited you" Luca replied. Oliver hung up and stroked Brad's chest 'one of you got Luca knocked up' he said kissing Brad, they were having one of their rampant afternoons of hard sex together whilst James was out shopping with Liam. Brad chuckled and turned to face Oliver 'get on your stomach so I can recharge you again', it was no request and Oliver battled with Brad trying to pin him down, his ass already sore from the two poundings Brad had given him. Luca put the phone on the bedside table and climbed in to bed, his body exhausted he soon fell into a deep sleep. Luca looked out from his bedroom window at the blue sky and enjoying the feeling of the sun on his naked body. The stillness of the air clouded his head and the feeling of loneliness creeping over him like a shadow tapping away slowly at him. The nausea kicking in as the strong medication absorbed in to his body, he couldn't face eating and dressed in his shorts and t-shirt waiting for Tony and their session. He tried sitting in the garden, drinking water and dozing but nothing alleviated the feeling in his body. Glad of the distraction when Tony arrived and rang the door bell dead on 1pm. Inviting Tony in they walked through to the kitchen where Luca put some coffee on to brew. "How are you feeling Luca?" Tony asked leaning against the kitchen counter. Luca looked over at him "Not so good today" he said "I started the medication this morning". Tony nodded "They are powerful drugs Luca, your body will take a few weeks to adjust". Luca leaned over the counter his head in his hands "I don't know if I can cope with the side effects". "Hey Luca, they will pass" Tony said calmly walking over to Luca and rubbing his shoulder. "Be patient and get through the first few days they will start easing off" Tony said comforting him. Luca stood up and placed his arms around Tony "You need a Tony hug" he said putting his arms around Luca. Luca leaned his head against Tony's chest and allowed him to hug him hard "Just bear with it Luca" he said. "I am scared" Luca confessed revealing his true feelings, Tony stroked his head. "You have me to talk to Luca, anytime you need me I will be here for you" Tony said holding on to Luca. "Thank you" Luca replied feeling a strange sense of reassurance from Tony. "You have the strength to fight this Luca and I will be by your side to help" Tony said encouragingly. Admittedly Tony hugged Luca for an unusual amount of time unable to bring himself to let go. Luca just stood there with his arms firmly around Tony, it felt so good to be close to a man again. Not just a man though it was someone who understood what he was going through and he felt great strength from this knowledge. Tony knew this was wrong and over stepping boundaries holding on to Luca in this way, he felt it was what the young guy needed right now. "How about you sit down and I finish making coffee" Tony suggested releasing Luca. Luca released his arms and sat at the breakfast bar "Am I hogging you from your other work?" he asked. Tony laughed "No Luca, I have a clear diary this week" he replied and looked at Luca "just you pencilled in". Luca half smiled "Do I need that much counselling then?" he said laughing as it sounded like a porn movie. Tony placed the coffee down and sat next to him "First time I have seen you laugh what was so funny?". Luca went bright red "I thought it sounded like I was in a porn movie". Tony chuckled "Watch a lot of porn do you?" he asked watching Luca laugh again. "No" Luca replied gently slapping Tony's arm "I don't need porn" he said giggling. Tony smiled "Everyone needs porn Luca" he said looking serious "you can learn some great techniques". Luca looked at the serious expression on Tony's face before he burst out laughing "Very funny" Luca replied. "Oh something I wanted to ask" Luca said looking at Tony "this Jason at the clinic gave me his number". He stopped and looked at Luca "Jason is an escort, pay for sex person" Tony said "don't go there". Luca laughed "Is he that expensive then?". Tony shook his head "Trust me Luca, the guy is ravaged by diseases" he paused "I shouldn't really say". Luca nodded "So you just saved me from making a mistake" he smiled "I need to keep you around" he laughed. They moved out to the garden sitting on the terrace allowing the talking to go more in depth, Tony kept it light and let Luca talk. He was taken by how stunning Luca looked and undeniable charm the belied the sensitive and loving person he was. Luca couldn't figure out why he felt so drawn to Tony, he was the complete opposite of what he usually liked in a person or picked up. Yet there was some weird science in play and he found it so easy to be just Luca with him, he had forgotten about his nausea and aching head. On their second pot of coffee and several hours later they found themselves talking about his sexual exploits on board ship and the pain he was now going through torn between two potential lovers. Luca turned seeing his mother appear on the terrace. Sarah immediately noticed the tattoos and mohican haircut mortified by what was sitting on her terrace. "Mother" Luca called out standing up looking at lot chirpier. Sarah smiled seeing how happy Luca looked today and walked over "What is going on Luca?" she asked. Tony stood up "Mum this is Tony from the clinic, he is my councillor I told you about" Luca explained. "Mrs Abario" Tony said holding out his hand "so pleased to meet you". Despite the hair and tattoos she could see the effect he was already having on Luca "Pleasure to meet you". Sarah gabbed a cup and joined them on the terrace watching and listening to Tony, it took her a while to understand that Tony was also counselling her a little. She definitely felt more knowledgeable when Tony announced he should head back to the clinic. Out of the blue Sarah invited Tony for dinner the following evening as a thank you and he politely accepted, Luca escorted Tony to the front of the house. "Thank you Tony" Luca said gratefully "you have really cheered me up today". Tony smiled "You have my number if you need to talk Luca" he replied "I am sorry about hugging you earlier". Luca looked on strangely at him "Don't be, I sort of needed it" he replied. Tony smiled "We need to keep things real Luca" he said "you know on a professional basis". Luca nodded and said he would see him tomorrow at 5pm.

Part 3: The Run In I don't know why, but I felt compelled to tell him everything. So for the next half hour I did. My background, where things had started to go wrong, everything (minus the sex stuff). I think maybe it is easier to bare our souls to strangers because they don't know us as intimately, so it's easier to not feel judged as someone who knows us better and has an opinion of us. He listed intently, rarely saying a word. I'm not sure he even blinked the entire time. I kind of trailed off at the end, and we sat there in silence for a moment before he asked me the one question I hadn't ever been asked. "Are you sure you're ok?" We talked a little more. Mostly about my life, whether or not I liked cats or dogs, some current events, what I was reading etc. "It's getting late, and I feel like I've intruded long enough". If I was being honest, I was beginning to feel uncomfortable. For whatever reason I had just exposed myself to a total stranger. "Of course, i'm sure you're exhausted. You're clothes are laid out on the bench in the bathroom. I'll call you a car". As I got dressed, I tried to remember when he would have gotten up to lay out my clothes, he hadn't moved in an hour since we sat down. As I got to the door, he handed me a business card with his name and just a phone number. "In case you ever need someone to talk to", he said as he opened the door. I swear he still hadn't blinked. As I got into the Uber, I realized to my horror that I had a raging erection. I hadn't even noticed but I was mortified thinking that he had. The next day was Friday. I took the train to my normal stop to get to work, although I was a little late but that was ok. I planned on taking a late lunch and running to the phone store down the street to get a new one. I got to my desk and took my computer out. I started working and before long it was noon. I decided to wait a little longer before going to the store, but opened my desk drawer for a protein bar. On top of the bars though was a complete surprise: a box containing a brand new phone, the latest model. No note, card, or anything. Being the tech wary millennial I am, I brought it to my buddy in IT to make sure it wasn't bugged or filled with malware, but I didn't tell him where it came from. After checking it out, he assured me it was just a regular phone. Now even though I can pay for everything myself with no problem I decided to take it. If there was nothing wrong with it I was ok taking a gift from an admirer. The weekend and following week were uneventful. I didn't even have a hook up. It's like my sex drive had evaporated. That Saturday my friends convinced me to go to a theme night at a new club. It was a leather/fetish event so I figured I may as well. I showered and douched in case I got lucky. When we got there we stripped down out of our warmer clothes. I had chosen booty shorts with a red harness and mesh tank with a backwards hat. It was a great night. My friend and I split some molly, and after an hour I was feeling great. He got us a round of drinks and was getting handsy. We had never hooked up but it seemed like he really wanted it tonight. I told him I was going to the bathroom then I would get us another drink. The bathroom was away from the crowd, so it wasn't too noisy in line. As I stood there checking my phone, I heard someone say "Seems like you're doing better than the other night." Before I even turned around I had goosebumps on my body yet felt extremely flushed. There was Michael, all 6'8 and 240lbs of him. He was wearing knee high black and red socks, red sneakers, a red jockstrap, and a black harness with some leather straps around his huge biceps. For what I am convinced is the first time, I saw him smile at me. "I know it's a small city, but what are the odds of meeting each other here", he chuckled. ............................................................

PART 4 I laugh weakly, “guys I can still barely stand up by myself.” Jordan kisses the nape of my neck more wetly now. Aman appears on my other side and does the same there, throwing in some gentle bites. “Yeah, which is why we’re here to help you,” he says as he tongues up and down from shoulder to ear. Renan grins as he gets up and faces me. I can see him doing something with his finger. Of course he’s digging in his ass, I realize, when he brings it up in front of me, covered in cum. He offers it to me, and when I lean forward to swallow it, he melds his lips against mine, sharing it with me in a sloppy kiss. I feel another set of lips teasing around my crotch. Here a little lick, there a little nip. I sag a little and true to their word, the guys hold me up. Of course it’s Jin who appears with a little brown bottle. I frown at him but he smiles so winningly, and promises a small hit. It’s hard to resist. He even feeds himself and the other guys before getting to me. The hits we each take drive us a little wild and we collapse on the bed somehow as a writhing mess of bodies. Renan and Jin are lapping at my nips, driving me crazy while Aman has worked his way into my ass, promising to give me whatever he got from Jace’s ruined hole. My dick perks up and hits Rafa in the nose. He just grins and swallows it whole, causing me to arch up my back. Jordan alternates between making out with me, spitting in my face, and feeding me his cock. “Switch!” someone calls out, and I feel my hole gape as Aman abruptly pulls out. Jin eagerly swallows his dick, cleaning it of my ass juice, while Rafa eats around my hole before spitting into it for good measure, then lining up his dick to drive in. “Hold on,” Jin says, as he pushes out some cum from his ass, works it over Rafa’s cock, and then positions it against my hole again. “Now do it, share those poz loads with him man.” Rafa pumps them into me, working it up to a froth that he occasionally lets Jin clean up. “My turn,” Jordan announces, after pushing so deep into my throat I gag and almost puke. When he pulls out, there’s a thick layer of my throat slime over his dick, like cum but just clear. Rafa pulls out, ignores Jin’s attempts to clean his cock, and instead climbs up onto the bed to feed it to me. He and Jordan penetrate me from both ends at the same time. I grunt—Jordan probably has the thickest cock of all the guys—at the abrupt entry, but in a moment any discomfort dissolves into waves of pleasure that rumble back and forth. Renan lines up behind Rafa and drives into him, forcing him further into my mouth. I gag, and heave a little when he pulls out. “This will make it better,” Aman says as he shakes a bottle of poppers in front of me. Before I can protest, he’s pressed the bottle so firmly against each nostril I feel the chemical burn. But it works. By the time he’s removed the bottle, I hungrily tongue up against Rafa’s cock and swallow him to the hilt without complaint. “Fuuuuck yes….” Rafa whispers, “fucking hold it there.” Not that I can do very much with Renan fucking long and deep into Rafa, driving him into my face. Not that I want to do very much in my poppers high. Choke me with that dick, I think. Fucking rape my throat and tear it up. I hear more bottles cracking open, the sound of more huffs, and feel the collective heat wash over all of us. Like we’re melding once again into a single moving, fucking cog. Is Jordan so thick or are there somehow two cocks fucking me now? I don’t really care. The more the merrier. More cock. More cum. More ass. More spit and slop. More disease. Fucking let me wallow in it. I hear a grunt as someone cums into me. My eyes are tightly shut and pressed up against Rafa’s balls but I see it shooting. In that bright black dot in my popper vision I see it. I see his cock pulse. I feel it shoot. I feel his sperm fucking pour into me. Pozzing me, changing me. Painting my insides white. My first load of the night and it’s big. I feel like I can taste it, its going up so deep its coming out the other end. I suck furiously against Rafa’s cock as I imagine the cum passing through me into my mouth, where I try furious to work it into Rafa’s cock so he can pass it through his body to Renan. This is how connected I want us to be. Cum brothers. I whine when Rafa finally pulls out. His cock is so slimy, I almost think he came. Until Jin swallows it and then moans about how sweat my fucking throat slop is. Jordan crashes down onto me, pushing the guys out of the way. He furiously makes out with me and murmurs against my lips. “Fuck man, came so much inside of you, been holding it in all day, wouldn’t give it to any of the guys at CumUnion even though I stuck it up as much butt as I could. Saved it all for you. All their ass juices, inside you with my toxic cum… fuck feel it?” I nodded with equal gusto as I sucked on his tongue. “Fuck yeah, love that you dirty pig whore. Love how much stranger DNA is in me right now, fucking need to taste it man.” Jordan obliges, pulling out and showing me the pearls of white cum at the base of his dick slit. Jin leans down and wipes it off with his tongue. I frown at him, but he just grins back. Without pulling his tongue back in his mouth, his folds it, holding the bit of cum on his tongue, then moves up to dribble it into my mouth. I groan as I taste it, then Jin’s mouth covers mine as he makes out with me. Jordan brushes his hair back as Aman dives in, alternating between cleaning his cock and my hole. “Damn that’s a big load,” he mutters to himself as he takes a hit of poppers, then pops Jordan’s cock all the way down his throat. Jordan yelps, “fuck Aman! So sensitive!” he tries to push Aman off, but like a vacuum, Aman continues to suck and stays right there, moving forward as Jordan backs off. “No, seriously!” Jordan cries again, but Aman doesn’t relent, instead pushing forward as Jordan tries to pull away. In a few steps, Aman has Jordan pushed up against the wall with nowhere else to turn as he continues to suck away at Jordan’s cock. “Aman!” Jordan gasps, tears beginning to well, “please, please!” “Shut up!” Jin says, as he marches over with a bottle of poppers. When Jordan opens his mouth to cry out again, Jin takes the opportunity to shove the poppers in. He pinches Jordan’s nose shut as well, forcing him to inhale through his mouth and take in the vapors. I’m amazed. I’ve never seen a guy cum and then still do so many poppers. Not that the guys were giving him a choice. Jin had his forearm in a bar position against Jordan’s throat, and Aman was holding tightly on Jordan’s arms, preventing them from thrashing about. I watch the assault before suddenly, Jordan lets out a deep, guttural cry, and I see Aman’s head bob even more furiously. Clearly he’s cumming again. When the cries subside, Jin places the cap back on the poppers, and then supports Jordan who almost slumps completely over. Aman saunters over to me with a smile and then pushes the hot load into my mouth. “Wanted to give you a real taste,” he says as he licks his lips. Before I can swallow, two pairs of tongues from Rafa and Renan descend onto my mouth, dipping in and out of the cummy deposit Aman just laid. We share the spooge, let it coat our tongues fully, the insides of our mouths, every bit of us, before we finally swallow. By the time we do, Jin is dragging Jordan over to pass out on the bed. “Fucked this one over good, too,” he comments. “He was actually more of a newbie,” Rafa explains to me as he continues to kiss me. “Fuck, that… was a newbie?” I couldn’t believe it. To be continued...

Part 2: The Introduction "There are clean towels in the closet and a robe. I'll put your clothes in the dryer", said Michael. He left the bathroom with door ajar. Still a bit disoriented, I stripped and looked at the enormous bathroom. The shower had no handles, but just a series of buttons. It was made entirely of glass, and the wall across from it looked out over the harbor district. Finally I figured out how to get the hot water running, and started to remember what happened. "Can you stand?", he asked. I replied yes. After getting my legs under me, I took a couple of deep breaths. "Thanks for the help. I'm ok though. i'll order and Uber and head home", I said. "I think your phone is somewhere out there", he said jerking his head toward the harbor. "Why don't you come to my place? I'm close by, you can dry off and then I'll call you a car. Since I just pulled you out of there I won't take no for an answer". At that moment my legs gave out again, but I never hit the ground. He put my arm around him and started walking me towards the nearest building. It had little restaurants and a gallery on the ground floor but he took us through another door. The doorman looked at me but apparently knew better than to ask questions. When we got in the elevator, I finally was able to take in my new acquaintance. He looked fairly young, maybe late 30"s. He had grey eyes and dark hair that was beginning to show signs of grey. He wore a white shirt and khakis. I'm not very fashionable but if i had to guess he had just ruined at $1000 pair of shoes going into the water. I could tell he wasn't muscular, but thick and bulky from what I felt under the shirt. More of a powerlifter than anything. That and his height probably explained why he had no problem supporting me, he was easily 4 inches taller than me (and I'm 6ft 4in, so I would know). I could also see the dark outlines of tattoos underneath the wet shirt, and I thought i saw the protrusions of piercings sticking out around his nipples; though I dismissed the body modifications as the result of the early stages of hypothermia. We entered the apartment and looking back on it now, it was somewhere that I would only ever dream of living. The exterior walls were all glass, the kitchen something out of cooking show. The walls were white with dark wooden floors, and accent furniture strewn around. A gas fire pit was going and classical music drifted through the space. When I finally emerged from the shower, I noticed my clothes were gone and a large white bath robe hung near the shower. I felt embarrassed that a man I had just met may have seen me naked given the circumstances. I may get around a lot, but I know when to be modest. There were two doors, one seemed to lead to a bedroom so I exited through the one that led down the hall. When I arrived back in the kitchen, Michael was standing behind the island pouring soup into two bowls, with a loaf of bread on a cutting board and two glasses of wine in front of him. "I hope you like chowder. I figured you could use a warm meal. If you don't like wine, I can get you something else". He had changed into joggers and a white shirt that left no doubt in my mind I hadn't imagined the tattoos or piercings. "Um thank you. I don't want to impose though. I can just grab my clothes and get out of your hair." He looked at me as he set the bowl down in front of me. His look wasn't angry or hostile. It was very patient and even warm, but I still felt compelled to sit. "What is your name?", he asked. "Um, Mark". "Do you prefer Mark or Marcus?" I thought this was a weird question. Everyone had always called me Mark. "I don't really have a preference. What is yours?", I replied. "I'm Michael." As he sat down next to me his knee brushed mine, and I shamefully recoiled a bit. It was like he had zapped me when we touched. I could feel my pulse in my ears, and I think he could hear it. I began to eat, not even considering that he may have put something in the food or wine to make me helpless (I had been roofied and assaulted before when I was 23 so it was something that I normally was wary of). "Do you need to use your shower now too?", I asked. "No no, I have three, I rinsed off quickly", he chuckled. Despite myself I was wondering what he would look like in the glass shower I was in. "So now that we've both eaten and warmed up a bit, are you going to tell me why you decided to go for a swim in the harbor in February? I'm not sure those Louboutins are going to survive, so I think a story is a fair trade don't you?" ............................................

PART 2 The guys all laugh. In a flash, my lower half feels weightless as Jordan lifts my ass clean into the air. I grunt in surprise, but no one else does so Jordan must’ve coordinated it. I feel him spit into my ass. “What a beautiful neg hole,” he murmurs as he dives in. “Not for much longer,” Renan says as he starts to suck me. Aman, Rafa, and Jin are still in their private threesome, but now, I’m no longer directly under them, so Jace takes my place. Mouth wide open, catching whatever sloshes down. “Fuck!” he exclaims as a particularly juicy wad of cum or spit… something frothy, drips into his mouth. “That’s good stuff.” I’m craning my neck to look at him and whine. He grins, spits whatever he swallowed onto his fingers then sticks them in my mouth. I suck greedily. I want every juice in me. “I’m gonna pull out,” Jin warns. As he does, Jace immediately moves up so that when Jin’s cock slides out, Jace’s tongue plugs up against Rafa’s hole. I can’t really see what Jin is doing from my vantage point, but from Jace’s moans, probably blowing him. A moment late, Rafa whispers that he’s tight again and Jace finally let’s go. “Fuck!” he says again, “that tastes amazing and I forgot how good of a cocksucker you are, Jin!” At least I think that’s what he said. It’s hard to hear though, everything he says has a gurgle to it, I know he’s keeping the cum and ass juice in his mouth still. He’d better be saving it for me. “Guys, I need some lube,” Jordan says, spitting into my ass more profusely, “the cummy kind.” Aman grins down at me and moves over to make out with Jace. I imagine Jace’s throat working furiously to pass the slop through. Indeed Aman makes sure to show me over Jace’s shoulder when the now decidedly foamy mess is in his mouth. From there it gets passed to Rafa, who takes a momentary break from where he had been taking sucking on my nips after being fucked so hard. Rafa passes it to Renan, and Renan shows me the mixture in his mouth before lovingly swallowing Jordan’s cock to the hilt. He bobs his head up and down, and I know he’s coating Jordan’s dick in a mix of all of our juices. He finally pulls free then spits the remainder directly onto my hole. Jordan’s cock is so coated it basically looks white at this point. It’s aimed right at my entrance and he’s grinning down at me. Aman and Rafa are both sucking on my nips now, driving me absolutely crazy with pleasure and desire. “Fuck… yes!” I grunt out. Jordan grins wider and nods to Renan, who’d been unscrewing two bottles of poppers. “Double hit,” Renan commands, bringing a bottle to each nostril. I clumsily inhale, since at this point I can barely move of my own volition, so fucked up and horny I am. “Hold,” he says. While I’m trying not to suffocate Jordan is slowly pumping it in. Just the head first; little by little. “Release”, Renan says. At the same time though, Jordan rams into me. At the peak of my high it feels like I’ve been blown into another dimension. The black spot in my vision from all the poppers nearly explodes. The minute I open my mouth to cry out, Renan clamps down on it, shoving his pulsing tongue down my throat, preventing the sound from escaping. Aman and Rafa increase the pace of their flickering on my nips, sending me into a frenzy, matched only by the pace of Jordan’s fucking and Renan’s violent make out session with me. I distinctly hear a wild crying and grunting sound and it takes me several minutes to realize that’s me. Completely out of control. At the mercy of my sex and the men all around me who have committed themselves to fucking me physically, mentally, and emotionally, into another level of existence. I would never forget this. I would never not want this. I would be ruined after this. Once Jordan really starts to pile drive into me, the added pain is expertly moderated by Jace and Jin, who start started simultaneously sucking and tonguing my cock, building up layers of pleasure. Renan pulls away then as well so I can see the five of them working on me. Aman and Rafa furiously lapping at my over-sensitive nips. Jaece and Jin fighting over my dick. Jordan, his two hands like vices on my thighs, standing and driving his dick downward deeper into the recesses of my body. Renan smiles at the perverseness of it all, “oh man you dirty little slut. You could’ve gotten pozzed up at any bathhouse, with any BBRT hookup, but you had to call us up. We’re the worst.” Fuck yes, that’s what I want. I want to go from 0 to 120. Fuck the in between. Inject that AIDS straight into me. Kill me now. I’m not sure if I said any of these things out loud but certainly I think it. “Just watch,” he says. He takes the two popper bottles I forgot he’d been holding then gets off the bed. In my haze, I barely see him appear behind Jordan. But there he is. He kisses Jordan’s ear, and then brings the poppers to both nostrils. Jordan is able to inhale without slowing down. Unlike with me though, Renan commands him to release immediately. If it’s possible I feel his cock get hotter inside me. Like he’s also trying to burn through to my core. I think he fucks me even faster as the poppers get him going. Renan feeds him another double hit. I feel tears flowing down my face. I’m being torn apart and I can’t even cry out anymore. My voice is gone. I can’t look at them anymore. My eyes roll back into my head. They’re stealing my senses. All of them, until I only pulse & throb, a mass of meat in their grip. Renan is making out with me again, except when my eyes flicker down momentarily I see that it’s Aman. And yet there are still two sets of mouths on my nipples so maybe they switched places? But then my eyes open again and I see that it’s Jace shoving himself into me. Then Jin. Then some dick is being shoved in my mouth. They’ve switched countless times. I’m pretty sure I passed out. An eternity passes. When my head is finally clear a little bit and I open my eyes fully, I see that now Aman is fucking me. Jordan and Rafa are chewing on my tits. Renan is sucking my dick. Jace is fucking Aman, and Jin is standing over me. Casting a shadow that I don’t even register until he clears his throat. “Did you forget about me,” he teases. Jin lowers himself further until his ass is just inches from my mouth. I marvel at how strong his muscles are that he’s holding himself in that position. I don’t think anyone’s had a go at his ass yet. It’s totally fresh! I see a speckle of white on the outside, just a hint at the treasure within. I crane my neck up and am barely able to touch his pucker with the tip of my tongue. The taste is cum, of course. I would know it anywhere. I’m straining to get more but it seems like Jin keeps putting himself just out of reach. “Savor it, babe,” he says softly, “the loads in my ass were not easy to get.” “Oh yeah,” Jace grunts in agreement as he thrusts into Aman, “Jin’s schedule was nearly impossible to coordinate. But I did it, see right before tonight, he was at a Treasure Island Media shoot.” My eyes widen. Jin chuckles and I hear him hitting the poppers. “Yeah I was a cumdump for an upcoming film. 30 dirty loads up there, all for you babe.” I remember that infamous scene. The jar of poz loads up Blue Bailey’s magnificent hole. TIM always a bit borderline with the poz stuff. See, these were dead loads. But if what Jin was saying was true… live loads… Involuntarily I crane even higher. I think I’m going to give myself a neck cramp. My hand aches to stroke my cock but, well, Jordan holds it down, preventing it from moving as he increases the pressure on my nip. Instead, Renan sucks me harder. “Oh my god,” I hear myself whisper as suddenly, Jin sits well and fully down, pressing against my face. I gasp in surprise, my lips mashed awkwardly against his outer ring as it dilates and I feel a torrent of cum flooding my mouth. Somehow instinctively I start to swallow to stop from choking. It’s glorious. I try to gulp a little at a time so I can savor it some. The salty, sweet cream sliding down my throat. “Hey don’t just swallow it!” Aman complains. I can’t stop myself though. It’s too good. This is all I’ve ever wanted. Being flooded with loads. Dirty loads. Toxic loads. Only secondhand. Or thirdhand, whatever, I can only imagine what this porn shoot was like, and it turns me on so much that I will eventually see it. I feel air hit my left nip as Jordan immediately shoves Jin forward so his ass leaves my face. Jordan dives down, covers my mouth with his own, and expertly sucks. I grunt as I feel the cum being diverted to his mouth, and we fight for it with our tongues. Jordan, however, isn’t nearly as fucked up as I am at this point so he wins and with a slurp, pulls away from my mouth. My tongue flicks out in defiance, trying to suck back up the little bit of cum stretched out like a tightrope between our lips. He smiles and then with a whoosh, sucks that up as well. I swallow the last little bit too deep in my throat for him to have reached and then pout at him. “No fair.” “It’ll go to good use,” Jin says, having turned around so he’s facing me again. “Besides I’m pretty sure I have more.” Saying that, Jin sticks a finger in his ass and shows me the cummy result. But rather than feed it to me, he starts swiping across the nipple that Jordan left free. Though it was fresh out of his ass, the cum still feels cool against my hard tit and I groan at the sensation. Jordan kisses Jin thanks for distracting me, feeding him a bit of cum when he thinks I don’t see. He moves behind Jace. I know what’s going to happen and so does Jace, who looks at me gleefully. I know Jordan’s just spit out that wad of pornstar cum and is lubing it up into Jace’s hole. Jace’s eyes close momentarily as Jordan slides into him. “Yeah,” he whispers, nibbling on Aman’s ear. “Fuck that dirty cum into my fucking poz hole.” Renan abruptly gets up and turns around to look at me as he lowers himself onto my dick, “I normally don’t take cock I know is neg, count yourself lucky!” It’s now a proper fuck train. Jordan into Jace. Jace into Aman. Aman into me. Me into Renan. Jin is like our coach. He’s feeding everyone poppers, saving me for last. He makes sure I can see clearly (or as clear as I can anyway) as each of the guys enters their poppers high, and the train speeds up. The noises become more animalistic. He’s feeding each one several hits. I know it’s going to be worse when he get to me. As he feeds Renan five back to back hits, I feel Renan’s ass so loose around me, there’s a puddle of cum starting to collect in my belly button from where it’s leaked out of his ass, dripped down my cock, and slid up my raised torso. Jin slurps it up. “Renan went to a proper vers orgy,” he explains. “The rules were so strict, literally you had to be vers, and you had to try to get every cock and every ass.” He rolls his eyes, “as if anyone counted.” Saying that he brings the poppers to me. His thumb is pressed firm against the entrance but even so I’m imagining the scent. “Ready?” I don’t really think so but don’t really have a choice. He props my head up against his thigh and gives me four hits. On my last exhale I really feel the train is pulling into the station. Someone is cumming. It’s not me, and it’s not Aman, must be Jace or Jordan. I can’t explain how I feel it. But in that moment, I feel like it’s more than just our bodies connected; it’sour souls. I feel the force of Jace pumping into Aman as if he were pumping into me. The wetness of Renan’s ass around me feels like Aman’s, or Jace’s. I’m at once pounding into all of them and them into me. Jin spits on his fingers then makes out with me, threading his digits between our tongues and letting me taste Renan’s sloppy ass juices & cum. Then he spits on his fingers and begin flicking my nipples. I am so far gone, honestly it surprises me I’m still able to feel or do anything. Well, to be fair it’s mostly the others who are doing the work. Renan is expertly milking my cock, and 3 sets of hands from the others guys are pulling on my thighs, legs, and feet. Jin gets up and kneels down to feed me his cock. In my poppers-addled state I take it down easily. I hear him making out with Renan as his fingers continue their expert ministrations on my sensitive nips. Somehow the fuck train continues even though someone shot already. Or did they? Maybe I imagined it. I’m imagining in a lot of things right now. Who were the pornstars whose cum I just drank out of Jin’s ass. Were they all poz detectable? Who went to Cumunion tonight and fed Jordan. Did he get AIDS loads? The guys who left their condoms for Jace to stick up his own ass. Whether or not Renan took every cock and fucked every ass, and if so how many was that. What were the VLs, a few hundred thousand? More? Whether at their party, Aman took more dick or Rafa, blindfolded as he was, so that he couldn’t possibly count. Was anyone so toxic the physicality of the disease became impossible to hide? Did Aman seek him out? Beg for the scythe of death to swing and penetrate deep in his hole? How much more poppers could I possibly do before my head exploded? Someone’s grunting again and I definitely feel like if it wasn’t cum last time this time it was. Again I feel it cumming into me and I feel like I’m cumming into Renan. But maybe that’s just the feeling of all the cum inside his hole migrating its way down my piss slit. Our union is so complete, and I’m so satiated. Maybe it was even me who came. To be continued...

I love how Ethan Wolfe fucks. A mixture of passionate and rough. And that vid he did with Taylor Jackson, I love it when he tells him he’s cumming inside him. That’s the vid/scene in which Ethan supposedly infected Taylor. Don’t know if true but that’s fucking hot

In a word: Confident

Rather hot if you like the hairless twunky look. Beware, has a very distracting (IMO truly awful) music background! The bottom's face when he's getting plowed from behind is especially nice. [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/cum-in-my-ass-please-43586631

Hey @LatinPozSlut, yes please

l don't respect trash. l use it. You are trash. l use you. Men have no respect for you. They use you. You are trash. Vile, disgusting, perverted, diseased, degraded, used trash.

John Thomas who is an exclusive at Tim Tales. He is cute. He can take a big dick or a fist. He can take big cock down his throat until his lips are against their body; in some case with dicks I would have sworn no one could swallow.

3% of the US is 10 million people. I agree there will be places that don’t or can’t control what’s about to happen and they will be lessons for all of us. If 10 million Americans die it will destroy our healthcare system. It will take years for it to recover. Buttigieg liked to say that “freedom” was not having to worry about things. Turning on your faucet without worrying whether the water will kill you. Imagine knowing anything that happens to you could kill you because you can’t get proper care. But there’s also the awareness that we LET 10 million of our friends, family, and neighbors die. It’s one thing if you’re a poor country and just can’t cope. But for the richest country on the planet to let it happen — that will destroy us. It’s literally the opposite of Make America Great Again.

i've been pissed in several times by Tops without them asking, and i confess i deeply appreciate it. i love Guys and love when they leave a part of Their Self (or what They have made with Their body) inside of me. i feel the same way about my changed hole. It's changed by the Tops Who have 'marked' it. i've never been pissed on, always in, but would prolly love the Guy who did. i guess i understand the Tops who like to ridicule a bottom, but to me it's a natural expression of affection for a Top to 'mark' a bottom. For instance, when a Top pisses in me, i hold it in so i can absorb Him into me... then when i pee it is His piss that He put inside of me. He's imregnated me. His scent on me, like His piss, is also a form of 'impregnation' to me. After i have sucked a Mans cock, His cock scent is on my face and it makes me high to walk around after breathing in His scent. For me, matter of fact/affectionate humiliation is so much more powerful than aggressive... but i understand that's just me. i love mind fuck.

Part4 ”Open wide bitch!” demanded Markus. Joey complied and opened his mouth for Markus’s piss. “I was on a E and meth bender lately, so this piss may get you pretty high along woth that booty bulb gave you. Now swallow Daddy’s piss like a good cock slut” Joey swallowed and said “Thank you daddy” Jay texted Markus that their guest will be arriving soon. “Our guests will be arriving soon, relax for 10 minutes and then I will come get you” Joey latex back and shit his eyes, he was in a state of blissful confusion and began to feel himself getting higher, he like it. Joey began slowly feeling his no longer virgin hole and felt happy. Before he could start touching his cock, Markus came in. “It’s time to go to the dungeon slut” “Yes daddy, could you help me out of the bath? I’m really fucked up” “Ofcourse I can help you slut” And with that Markus grabbed Joey by his long hair and pulled him up out of the bath, and dragged him to the stairs. Markus then picked up the groveling fuck hole and carried him down the stairs. Joey was fucked up but seemed to be able to see a cage, a fucking bench and a sling. There were also toys and other unknown props throughout the room. Markus took Joey to the bench, put him down and told him to get on all fours. Joey did as he was told and as soon as he did, Markus put a blindfold on him and tied his arms and legs down to the bench. “Your gonna get so used up tonight little slut, I’m glad you showed up. Are you gonna make daddy proud tonight?” Yes daddy” said Joey. “Good, because you don’t get a break until the first round of cocks have their way with you. They’ll begin walking in soon. I’m gonna give you another load” and with that Markus lubed up his dick and slammed it all the way in Joey’s hole. Joey screamed in pain. “Take it bitch.” Markus began thrusting in and out, he began picking up pace and then Joey heard the door open and the sound of at least 10 people walking in. He heard a zipper get unzipped by his face and instinctively opened his mouth. He was now getting his ass fucked by Markus and his mouth used by a stranger. Both picked up speed and Markus flooded his ass again woth poz cum and the stranger came in his mouth. He swallowed and thanked both people. With in seconds both holes were occupied again. Joey was filled woth cock non stop for about an hour. He was down to the last 2 guy using his holes and began to sober up from the sleeping pills, the Molly’s stimulating effects must have weakened the pill’s black out. He began to panic, where was he? Why is he so high? Why is he somewhere getting fucked? Joey began to cry and tried bucking off the guy in his ass and stopped sucking the guy infront if him. Matkus came over smacked Joey’s face and said “you wanted this remember? These are the last two anyway, you already swallowed 3 loads and took 8 in your ass. May as well let these guys finish with no problem. If you continue to be combative we will gag you and still use your holes but we will also send pics and videos to your loved ones and friends. Put that cock back in your mouth, or do you want it in your ass?” Joey was silent and opened his mouth. The strangers went back to using him, unblacked out Joey began enjoying it and started working the cocks really well. They both shot loads and despite his confusion, Joey felt accomplished. Everyone but Markus and Jay left. Markus unrestrained Joey and told him he did good despite that little problem. Joey could barely move and just stayed on the bench in a daze. Markus looked at Jay “We found a good one, lets cancel round two tonight. Lets let him sleep. I have a plan to train him to act like this without the downers or E. You still have that liquid LSD?”

I generally agree with your husband slut-boy. Btms are men so I'm aware of their dicks but size doesn't matter to me.🐷

I couldn't wait for the next class. The tutor asked me to hold his cock and play with it. A student walked over and asked me to do the same. a second wanted me to suck his cock. It felt good and he promised not to cum in my mouth. I spent the whole class sucking and playing with cocks whilst they played and kissed my pussy. "We are very pleased we hired you we are going to give you a pay rise" they said. "Thank you so much I appreciate being promoted" I replied. "There's more to cum" they told me.

Part 6: The Room I stood outside Michaels door, my heart pounding in my ears. I realized I was holding my breath. I could turn back, I could just ignore him and never speak to him again. That wasn't realistic, since he ran my company in a way. But setting that aside, I felt this magnetic pull towards him, even if it terrified me. I pushed the door open and walked in. He was sitting in the living room, having removed his jacket and tie. He smiled at me, and without a word walked over to the bar, and poured two large bourbon and ice. The expensive stuff, of course. He handed one to me and invited me to sit. We picked up where our conversation had left off, and after half an hour got us a refill. "Would you like to see the rest of my apartment?" "Sounds good to me", I replied. He got up and led us down the hallway. We went though a couple of bedrooms with their own master closets and bathrooms. The third bedroom must have been his, and I could see the bathroom I was introduced to my first night. There was something odd though: the windows that looked out over the harbor intersected with a wall, except it wasn't a wall. It wasn't a mirror either. It could have been a window, except it was opaque and dark. Michael caught me staring at it. "That's an interesting feature of the apartment. Would you like to see what it is?" I felt a lump in my throat and suddenly couldn't speak. He took my silence to mean yes, and moved towards two small switches. With one, the glass was suddenly light. And with the other, the opaqueness disappeared to reveal what was behind it. I didn't know how to absorb what I was looking at. The room beyond was long, it must have stretched all the way back to the front of the apartment. I could see a door, which must lead off to the main hallway. It looked very clean and sterile, with black tile floors and white walls to contrast it. But it was what was in the room that mattered. A sex swing. Actually 2, different styles. A couple of fuck benches, a hardback chair with a large hole in the bottom. Stainless steel sinks with matching counters and drawers. In one corner there was a raised section of tile with a shower head and what I now know is a enema attachment. One wall had floating shelves with mannequin heads and all sorts of masks and hoods. Other shelves had toys, some of which seemed like they would be impossible to fit in someone. There were bolts in the ceiling in some spots, and ropes hung from them. These were just the things I could see, I had no doubt that there was a lot more in the drawers. There was someone in the room too. In the center sling, I could see a hole facing us with a large pup tail plug in it. With his cheeks spread I could see two scorpion tattoos on either side of his hole. Half of his body was covered in tattoos on one side, and the muscles were just as beefy as Michaels. His cock was locked in a strange looking cage. I could see two large piercings at his nipples, and he wore a hood with a rebreather mask. A long clear tube led from the mask to a small looking machine that clicked green every couple minutes and I could see the man go more limp in the sling (something I would soon find out was an automated poppers machine). "So what do you think of my apartment". As he said this I was aware he was mere inches behind me when I felt his warm breath on my neck. Frankly, I was terrified and wanted to leave and never go back. But like he read my mind, Michael reached around to my crutch, and as he grabbed me I became aware that I had the biggest hard on of my life. .....................................................

I'd like to start this rather lengthy post with an apology for any measure of vitriol I did not catch prior to posting it. And to those moderating this forum, please let me know if you would like me to edit or delete this entry. --- My job is tied to provider and caregiver EMR support - flagging documentation, finding and reading test results, helping to place/correct/resolve orders, and so forth. I have friends and co-workers on the front line in over-capacity ERs and packed Immediate Care facilities. Some of my team may well be called back into a nursing or provider role. I am neither a clinician nor a licensed counselor, but I'm am SME for both impatient and outpatient medication integration, and I have been through - and currently use - our caregiver emotional support training. And, truth to tell, it hurts that we're unable to hug one another for comfort. My soul aches every time another person I know comes down with it. I cry with them when they say they haven't been able to be in the same house as their children since this started. As for me, I spent a week and a half with all the symptoms, but they weren't quite bad enough to push for the test. Close, yes: F 100° fever, dry cough, difficulty breathing, grinding fatigue ... but I didn't want to have them use a test on me unless I went further downhill, because I know all too well just how short the supplies of everything are. And yes, I'm an unrepentant, voracious bottom, but I refuse to risk myself or those I care for just because I want that intimate level of human contact, regardless of whether it's wholesome or some hole. Then I read stories like this, and I find myself suffused with an incandescent rage. His actions - both in and out of hospital - speak to a level of unconcern I find staggering. And to me it doesn't matter that it's tied to his sexual activities: what matters is that he chose to risk not only his own health, but that he treated the health of those around him in such a cavalier manner, and exhibited what I find to be an appalling level of disrespect to his caregivers. @rawTOP, thank you for posting this, and to all those taking care of themselves, thinking about what's best for you and those around you, and reaching out to take care of others, mere words cannot express my respect and appreciation for what you're wiiling to do to work towards ending this nightmare.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Anthony Stevens Your cell number (for texts first, calls after first meeting): 5594039223 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Weho 90048 Times you're generally not available: Available Anytime. Age:29 Height:5’6” Weight:128lbs Ethnicity:Latino

But, wait... there's (one) more... -------------------------------------------- Colin got home after the trip and tried to get back to his normal routine. His girlfriend seemed to be hornier than usual and while the memories of the canoe trip haunted him, he was happy to be able to fuck her. A few weeks later he got the flu and was surprised how accommodating Ken was at work. "Yeah, there's a bug goin' around. Just get yourself better" he told Colin. His fever was over a hundred, but only lasted a few days. The sweats at night kept going for over a month. The rash that covered his chest and back appeared one day and had faded four days later. He was weak and sore and stayed in bed for most of the week. Once he recovered enough to go back to work, his sexual appetite came back with a vengeance. He was screwing his girlfriend every day the first week until she came storming into the apartment one night after he got home from work. "What skank have you been fucking? You gave me a fuckin' STD!" she screamed at him as she started packing her stuff up. "What? No! I ain't been fuckin any other chicks than you, babe" Colin protested. "How did I get the clap, then? Divine miracle? You fuckin' cheating asshole! Get out of my way and I never want to see you again!" she said as she stormed out, lugging his two large duffel bags full of her clothes out the door. He increasingly found himself back at the booths in the adult book store and even told a few guys to "back their asses up" to the hole. After a several more heated accusations from women he fucked, he went to the clinic and got tested for STDs. He showed up at work the day after he got the results looking despondent and working much slower than normal. Ken noticed him walking aimlessly around the warehouse and called him over. "You ok, Colin? You seem pretty distracted" Ken said in a fatherly tone. Colin shook his head and a tear ran down his cheek. Ken took him into the office and asked "What's up?" After staring at his feet for several seconds Colin replied "I'm fucked, man. I went to the clinic and they told me I got some STDs. Gave me a big shot, but said one they can't cure." Ken smiled back at Colin. "You'll be fine. It comes with the territory. You fuck around, you'll catch something eventually. I've had my share. If they give you drugs, talk to me before you start taking them, though. I know some people that would love to take some of your potent seed first" Ken said as Colin nodded and headed back to work. It had been over four months since the canoe trip but Ken finally heard what he had been hoping for. He had Colin busy almost every weekend after that, either fucking chasers or naive neg guys he found. Sometimes it was just one guy and other times it was two or three. If he couldn't find a victim, he would drag Colin to the bathhouse and have him breed whoever he could. Ken even found the occasional girl for Colin to fuck. Colin got used to fucking guys and as long as no one tried to fuck him, he was good with it. It was nice getting laid as much as he wanted and not having to deal with a relationship. "I'm a horny guy, but these fags can't seem to get enough" Colin thought. "Hey Colin, come here" Ken yelled out one day. "Yeah, boss?" Colin said as he ran up to Ken. "You takin' those drugs?" Ken asked. "No, you told me not to and I haven't been back to the clinic since they gave em to me" Colin replied. "Good. You up for another Canoe trip? You get to fuck this year" Ken said with a grin.

I came so hard from reading this!! 💦💦🍆🍆

Chapter 2: Gentle Giant Daddy was much bigger than myself. He stood well over six feet tall and still had his Auburn hair. He wasn't fat but sort of stocky. Me on the other hand I was tiny compared to Daddy. As Daddy took me by the hand and led me into the bathroom I felt a bit nervous. I wasn't sure what was going on. We entered the bathroom and Daddy had me undress. I was scared shitless because I didn't know what Daddy was going to do to me. Daddy saw my nervousness and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. I wasn't repulsed but actually enjoyed his tenderness. He looked me in the eyes and asked me to trust him and he wouldn't harm me in any way. I smiled up at him and Daddy helped me into the tub. He then reached underneath the sink and took out some sort of bottle with a hose attached to it. Daddy saw my confused look and told me it was to clean out my butthole. Ok honestly I was scared because I had never had anything up my butt before. But with Daddy's reassurance I relaxed and did as I was instructed to do. He turned on the warm water to help relax me. As I started to relax Daddy had me get on all fours and then lean forward with my butt in the air. Daddy filled the bottle up with water and then started rubbing some sort of lube on my hole. It felt weird but wonderful at the same time. As he was rubbing the lube around my hole he gently pushed a finger inside me. I yelped, not out of pain, but rather shock. As I got used to his finger inside my butt I realized this wasn't so bad. Once I got used to his finger he started moving it in and out of my hole. I was so focused on Daddy's finger and how good it felt that I didn't realize I was moaning. Daddy kept fingering my hole for a few minutes and then he withdrew it. I actually whimpered because I wanted, no I needed his finger back inside me. Daddy gave me another gentle kiss and told me to be patient that I needed to be cleaned out first. I gave him a puppy dog look and said Yes Daddy. He rubbed some more lube on my hole and then rubbed some on the nozzle itself. He asked me if I was ready and I said Yes Daddy. He slowly started pushing the nozzle up my butt and once it was fully in Daddy told me to relax that I was about to feel the warm water enter my hole. As he undid the fastener to release the water it felt strange having a liquid enter me. I quickly noticed however that I was getting a full feeling inside of me. Daddy emptied the entire bottle inside of me and then slowly withdrew the nozzle. I had never felt so full in all my life. Daddy told me to relax and let the water do its work. After some time I started cramping. Daddy told me to hang on that it wouldn't be much longer. The minutes were beginning to feel like hours at this point. When I was on the brink of collapsing Daddy told me to push out the water. Oh my God, everything that came out of me was horrible. And damn it stunk. After several minutes of releasing my bowels Daddy informed me that I needed one more round just to make sure I was thoroughly cleaned out. I really didn't want to do another round but I trusted Daddy. He did tell me the second time wouldn't be as long and I was definitely thankful. Again he filled up the bottle and proceeded to lube my hole and the nozzle. He inserted the tube slowly again and released the water. This time once I started cramping up Daddy had me go ahead and release the water. Thankfully this time it was pure water that came out. Daddy then helped me stand up and helped me out of the tub. He ran some water and bleach in the tub to help clean up the mess that came out of me. I will say I felt lighter and more clean than I could remember ever feeling. Up to this point I wasn't sure why Daddy had me endure that. I was definitely confused. Daddy then took my hand and led me into another bathroom. This time he took off his clothes and led me into the shower. Now I generally didn't notice guys before but Daddy was impressive. A little bit of a belly but not huge. But his cock. Damn it looked huge. Daddy caught me staring and asked if I liked what I saw. My only response was Yes Daddy. Wait. What did I just say? My own penis started getting hard at seeing Daddy's cock. But even hard I was tiny compared to Daddy's soft cock. Am I gay for getting turned on by another man? Daddy lifted up my chin and this time gave me a very passionate kiss. At this point I melted into his arms. We kissed for several minutes before he broke the kiss and helped me into the shower. As Daddy started the shower he again gave me another passionate kiss. I was not sure if I was truly gay but I enjoyed kissing Daddy. As he broke the kiss again he let the water flow over our bodies. I couldn't help but stare at this beautiful man. Daddy grabbed a washcloth and soaped it up. He then started bathing my body which felt wonderful. He took his time in cleaning me and then he started rubbing my penis with the cloth. That felt great. He gently rubbed the washcloth back and forth for several minutes and then without warning I came. I was slightly embarrassed but Daddy just smiled and said Good Boy. After Daddy finished washing me off he then had me do the same to him. I took my time and was enjoying washing Daddy. The only part of his body that I didn't wash was his cock. I still wasn't sure if I wanted to touch it. So many questions raced through my mind. If I touch it am I gay? Should I touch it? Does Daddy expect me to touch it after he touched me? My decision was made for me as Daddy gently pushed me down onto my knees where I was now face to face with his cock. I took the washcloth and gently started washing Daddy's cock. His cock was beginning to grow and I had to ease back a little bit or else it would have hit me in the face. I washed his cock for several minutes and I enjoyed washing Daddy's cock. Up until this point I hadn't considered any of this gay. That is until I started wondering what if Daddy expected more from me. Could I actually suck his cock? I soon realized I was gay and I wanted to suck Daddy's cock. I was now lustig for that cock. Daddy noticed my attitude change and before I got the chance to taste his cock Daddy helped me up and out of the shower. We dried each other off somewhat while kissing passionately. When we were somewhat dry Daddy led me into the bedroom and and had me lie on my back. I was about to get my first taste of gay sex.

Hi there, I'm 19 from Australia. From a young age I was trained and used by father and brother. By 14 I was taking loads from randoms in parks and public toilets. I started to top aswell at around 16. Love public and outdoor sex and drinking piss. Not on Prep, but suprisingly (and dissapointing not poz yet) Hit me up to chat.

Had my first black cock when I was in high school. Many guys in school knew if they wanted to get sucked off, or fuck ass, there were certain guys who would offer their mouth and/or ass, no questions asked. It was very common to get hit up by some of the jocks when they were between girlfriends or just wanted something right away. Guy who was on the basketball team caught me in the locker room one afternoon and said he wanted to fuck me. I told him we'd have to meetup later as the locker room just wasn't a good place, especially at that time of the day. I'd been caught once (thankfully the guys didn't care or report it) and almost caught again and just wasn't going to risk it. Told him to meet me after school at my house as we'd have a few hours alone before my parents got home. When he got there, he had me suck him off (best BJ he ever had he said) and then fucked me like I was his little bitch. Biggest cock I had ever taken to that point. After he loaded me up, we hopped in the shower and I sucked him again which got him horny and he fucked me a second time. He left after that and we hooked up off and on until we both graduated. He never wanted anything but to get sucked and top. My friends he fucked said the same thing. Anyway, had plenty of black cock in college, when I could find it. This was back when there weren't much hookup sites online (gay.com chatrooms were the most popular place) so it wasn't always easy to meet guys. Today I still love to get fucked by black men and hookup with them every chance I get.

He's all for spreading it around. He'd be happy to knock you two up, too. He also wants to watch me take a dog's knot. I'd do anything he wants me to do.

Just got back from a meeting in London. I slipped away early and vsited a sleazy gay cinema near King's cross. It is small and dark and normally full of old trolls wanking off to the movies. You can stand at the back and pretty much do what you want as the management never seems to down into the screen room. It smells, and the floor is always slippy with cum. I descended the stairs and went into the small theater which has about 20 seats. It was unusually full with a number of guys standing at the back. They were all middle-aged or older and watching a tall, thin black guy of about 50 or so who had his trousers and pants down and was jacking off a long, smooth cock. I opened my fly and dragged out my cock and rubbed it hard. The black guy flashed me a grin and beckoned me over. We jacked each other for a while and then I bent over and sucked his dick which was drooling pre-cum. I noticed the men around me start to get their cocks out. The black guy started feeling my arse and I undid my belt so he could push my pants down and expose it to his probing finger. I stood up and let my trousers fall to my ankles. We kissed and then he turned me round and I felt his cock pushing between my arse-cheeks. He bent me over a seat and spat on my hole. I felt my heart start to pound and then he pressed some poppers under my nose. I was lost. My head swam and I felt my arse-hole open as his cock slid in me - bare. No question of condoms. It was deep and smooth and I groaned as he fucked me. The men clustered round, and I was surrounded by stiff cocks. I took one in my mouth and felt horny old fingers spreading my cheeks so they could see the cock sliding into me. After a while, he bent over me and I felt his hot breath on my ear. "You're a dirty slut, aren't you?" I could only nod in reply. "I wanna see all these men fuck you" he whispered. I shuddered and reached for his poppers and took a deep sniff. I heard him chuckle and then his cock left me. I looked over my shoulder and saw him beckon to a fat old man who had taken off his shirt and dropped his pants. His cock was fat and white in the gloom. The old troll waddled over and I felt his cock nosing into me. I panicked and tensed up, but the black guy fed me more poppers and whispered "Relax, baby. Go with it. You know you want it, don't you?" The fat guy was in me now, huffing and blowing as he fucked me. He didn't last long. Before I knew it, I felt him throb and my arsehole went wet with his sperm. What had I done? He pulled out, and the black guy held my shoulders down. "Who's next?" he whispered. And then another cck slid up me and I felt myself letting go, giving myself up to it as the second cock spurted in me. As a third one slid up me, the black guy bent and whispered in my ear. "You're really fucked now, baby. When he's done I'm going to fuck you too and give you my gift. Welcome to the club"

Love that a story i wrote 7years ago is trending. Enjoy brothers

Here it is: Mark - main character Joey - Mark’s brother (Dave is escort name) Eric - Mark’s BF Kyle - Joey’s roommate/BF Aaron - car rental guy Dennis - Hotel clerk Tony - Bouncer Luis - Bartender Derrick - Tony’s boyfriend Chris - bi dad Thad - tattoo artist Steven - Thai waiter Daryl - Piercer Corey - Dennis’s boyfriend Dan - Mark’s poz friend Dr. Simms - infectious disease Dr. Douglas - clinic receptionist Paul - intern Tyler - lab tech Ryan - waiter/Steven’s bf Terrence - football player Jeff - Ryan’s roommate Nick - chaser/Aaron’s bf Curt - dorm thug Ben - student envies Jeff Carl - construction worker/club victim Sam - Steven’s cousin Ric - virgin escort trick Frank - Ric’s Dad Lee - TA/bar fuck Greg - recruiter Shane - Swim team captain Marty - swimmer #2 Jeremy - wrestler Alex - femme boy Ethan - swimmer #3 Zac - swimmer #4 Stan & Stefan - older clients AJ & Liz - bi clients Cole - waiter Pete - Cole’s BF Tim & Ed - bear clients Thanks!

i think consent laws should protect children until they are mature enough - physically and emotionally - to understand and fully consent to sexual activity. the average teenaged male's frontal lobe isn't mature enough at 13 to understand the what's involved in sex.