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Chapter two - Sam's backstory I guess you could describe me as a sex addict, although I've always found the term to be a bit weird. It feels good. Why wouldn't you want to do it at pretty much any time you could? An orgasm triggers chemicals in you that help support your immune system and reduces the risk of prostate cancer in men. It's not just the biological aspects either, but also the intimacy. I can argue quite happily that some hookups I've had have been just as satisfying as sex I've had during romantic relationships. I fail to see a negative. I mean, I'm not fucking some guy butt naked in the middle of the road, on the busiest street in the middle of the city, for fuck's sake. Although, that is tempting..... I'm a 30 y/o, 6 ft, Caucasian guy, brown hair and eyes. Medium build. A little bit of a belly. Basically, your typical "guy next door". Not a supermodel, but not a troll, either. I clean up ok and look pretty good with a clean shave and a nice dress shirt. And I get my fair share of attention, when I want it. I've had a few r/ships, hookups and some group encounters over the years. I'm not adverse to the occasional trip to the bars and clubs, but I'm not that big on being a part of any scene as such. Saunas and cruise clubs can be fun sometimes though. I got an interesting message from a guy online a few months ago, a sweet ginger guy a couple of years younger than me, and although I usually prefer older guys, hunky daddy types, mostly, something just seemed to click right with this one. Even more so as we started going on dates, doing the "getting to know you" stuff, and playing around a bit. Usually spend time together on the weekends, and have been exploring each other's turn ons, kinks and fetishes when feeling horny. We've fucked a couple of times, but each time he insists on a rubber, and I oblige, because, well.... I'm poz. He doesn't know yet. I'm planning on breaking the news to him soon, as we do like each other, a lot. I'm a bit scared, though. I want the relationship to develop to the point where I know for sure we can trust each other and he won't run a mile screaming if I tell him. And, to be honest, I'm enjoying the romantic stuff we've been doing. From going to places together, even just lunch in the park, to the movies, out to dinner, typical date type stuff, even just the odd night cuddling on the couch, watching a movie. I've had a r/ship dry spell for a couple of years before meeting him, so it's kind of refreshing. A change from hanging around saunas looking for sexual thrills to fill the gap and only sometimes being satisfied. Some killer fucks, but also some depressing nights that had me thinking that maybe it was time to settle down. I'd lived a pretty rock 'n' roll style life throughout most of my 20s anyway. So, things are going well. His name is Daniel. Like the Elton John song. That song usually reminds me of him when I hear it on the radio, and it often makes me smile. So, we've played around with a few things. I'm pretty big on things like bondage, and being dominant, whereas he's more a bit of a raunchy guy. Likes scents and body fluids. Big on sweaty armpits, he says it's like natural poppers to him. He loves nudging his head into my armpits for a good whiff when we're cuddling in bed. It's soooooo cute, and pretty sexy. He's also a fan of watersports, which I could take it or leave it, but he gets right into it, so I'm happy to indulge him. We're both major cumsluts, though. Through and through. Usually snowball each other. I hope to ditch the condoms one day soon so that we can breed and felch each other. Sex just feels more right without a barrier. More natural. Better too, when there's fluid exchanged. It's all about the cum. That's something that an old fuckbuddy of mine says. I kind of agree with him, at least for when it comes down to just plain old fuckin'. It's the end goal. I like the way it smells, I like the way it tastes. I like it when a guy blasts his load all over my chest or face. Or when he cums on my hole and pushes it back in with his cock. Even better, when he breeds me nice and deep, and I can feel his cock twitching orgasmically while inside me. "It's all about the cum." - Roger Branson. Good ol Rog. Power top. Multi orgasmic. Could fuck like a piston for hours. Fit as fuck and built to show it. Not weightlifter huge, but more like a Rugby player type build. Muscular and athletic. What a fuckin GOD. Made my hole sore on many occasions, and it was an ache that I became addicted to, even though I also like topping most of the time, myself. He was the one that infected me with HIV.....

It was close to the 4th of July and I really had no plans for the weekend so I decided to call up the local gay camp ground and made reservations for the weekend and booked a camping spot. Once the reservations were made I went around packing up my camping gear as well as plenty of lube poppers and my gear and some toys to take with me in hopes of having some fun. Once everything was packed up I got into my Jeep and started the drive to hopefully a fun weekend. A little about me. My new is Jonas I'm 19 and a freshman in college. I was on the highschool weight lifting team and it gave my 6 foot body a very strong definition of muscle. I have long black hair that fell to my back that I kept tied when training and competing and deep brown eyes. In the locker room I always got whistles from the other guys on the team because they all were jealous at my muscles ass and 8 inch cock swinging as I walked by. Many of my teammates didn't know unless they told each other but I have been fucked and fucked every member of the team all through highschool and they were all nervous it might get out. I always assured them I wouldn't say a word and it always calmed them. Now in college I have made it a point to have as much bare sex as I could because I wanted to start my new life with a new change. I wanted to be HIV+. I know that is a weird for a young man to want but I have wanted it for so long now. I have read many stories on how it has changed so many lives and how happier those who willing get pozzed to be free of wanting to not use condoms and love the natural feeling of bareback sex and I want to be as free. I got to the campground and paid for my site and started to set up my tent and get everything ready for the weekend. I went on Grindr adam4adam and a few more of the sites and aps I'm on letting as many guys as I could that I was there and accepting any and all loads they have no questions asked and bareback only. U got a few responses quickly from guys who were already there and those who said they will be there for the weekend. I responded to all of the and let them know my campsite number and told them I am ready for anything just let me know. I took out my sluttiest pair of underwear with the back removed so anyone could have access to my ass if wanted and walked around the grounds. I got a lot of looks by anyone passing me and a few walked up to me and probbed my all and felt my cock in the pouch. I was loving the attention from everyone. I started to make out with the closest guy to me and was trying to get my tounge as far as I could down his throat I didn't notice the cock probbing my hole until it forced its way to the root in my ass. I moaned loudly into the mouth of the guy I was kissing and it felt awesome. I stood there in such a glow feeling my tounge getting massaged by one guy and my ass being plowed by another. I came up for breath from his mouth and bent down to suck his cock and give the top who was pounding my ass by now a better angle. I didn't want this to end but I felt the familiar feeling of both cocks getting harder and I knew I was about to get wahat I wanted. Both guys grunted and shoved in hard and came at the same time. I slurped as much cum as I could from the guys cock and squeezed my ass hard to milk out the load in my ass. Once both guys were soft they pulled out my my holes making a popping sound from my ass and an empty feeling that needed to be fixed. I looked at both of my first fucks and saw they were guys I knew from the college weight lifting team. I looked like a deer in headlights to them and they said don't worry we both thought you were hot when we saw you after practice and when we saw that you posted you were here on Grindr we made sure that we would find you. I smiled at both of them and kissed both of them deeply before going our separate ways for now. I reached back at my ass and felt the stream of cum coming out of it and made sure to get every drop from my ass to my mouth. I looked at the direction my new teammates took and saw they were walking towards a uv light that was set up for the party for tonight and was shocked to see bright red uv tattoos on their asses of biohazard symbols and I was excited to know that I was going to get more than fireworks this weekend.

Part 16 - Life Defining Moments His back arched feeling the hand of Johan running up along his spine sharply taking a breath. He was usually the one in charge and it was evident he had no control of the situation. Oliver stood there naked in the bedroom with Johan standing behind him, his hands roaming over Oliver's body sensually kissing his neck. The power of his seduction was incredible, his body turning slowly to face the tall blond muscled might of Johan. His lips brushing against Oliver's morphing to a kiss that increased in intensity, slowly his body rose off the ground carried to the bed and laid down. Johan stood over him at the side of the bed with his phone in hand switching on the video mode he begun recording. Oliver felt the bed move and suddenly became aware that Nico was kissing him and easing himself between Oliver's legs. He put up no resistance the heady mix of wine, humid air and the thought of sex with these two blinded him to Johan's actions. Oliver's legs majestically rose around Nico's body surrendering himself to the missionary position and engrossed in a deep kiss with Nico. Gasping and trying to push Oliver up his ass forced open from Nico's thick eight inches of Italian love making meat, his hands clasping on to Nico's shoulders trying to force him up. His fingers clawed down Nico's back the deeper his cock penetrated, relentlessly Nico pushed continuously until he was fully inside. His arms holding Oliver's head down and looming above his face Nico smiled looking him in the eyes and thrusting hard several times, Oliver's eyes opened wider with each thrust moaning and gasping from the pleasure of this dominate Italian stallion mating with him. His body shuddering with each thrust deeper and harder then faster and slower, the mixture of movements choreographed to induce pleasure screaming 'yes' then 'oh god fuck me harder'. Nico kept his focus on Oliver's eyes disobeying each time he begged him to fuck harder, he would slow down then begin to ramp up the intensity and speed. He had never been so powerless and at the same time desired anyone so much. Nico moved to a steady fast pace of deep fucking feelings the tingle in his balls starting to build. He looked down at the useless Oliver his eyes and body now pleading for Nico. He lowered his head and kissed Oliver then raising his head moaning and retaining the deep fast pace he began firing his seed in to Oliver's body. His mind in a state of flux feeling Nico's orgasm through his ass, a bead of sweat dripped on to his face bringing Oliver back down to earth. The pace and speed unchanged, Nico was still rock hard and fucking him without missing a beat. It was only a matter of minutes before Nico cried out and deposited a second load in to Oliver collapsing on top and kissing him madly. He turned the recording off watching Nico extract his cock from Oliver's ass and rolling on his back smiling up at Johan. Climbing on the bed Johan kissed Nico 'I love watching you at work' he chuckled then looked at Oliver who still looked bewildered and on a sexual plateau. Unaware that what he experienced with Nico it was only the tip of what was about to come with Johan. Oliver felt Johan kissing his body slowly turning him over on to his stomach, he tried to protest needing a break, falling on deaf ears feeling the kissing moving up his back and neck. His hands gripped the sheet moaning louder, Johan pushed his nine inches effortlessly into his loosened ass. Raising his head he caught sight of the muscular arms resting either side of his head the full body weight of Johan bearing down on him. The first thrust caught him off guard, deep and grinding then slam came the second thrust repeating the grinding motion. The muscles in his ass loosing their ability to control and completely relaxing. Johan had him pinned down under his body, Oliver had no choice even if he tried to fight him off. Weirdly he was enjoying how submissive Johan had made him, the fucking was rough and quite aggressive. He was showing Oliver no mercy grunting and groaning continuously as he worked on wrecking Oliver's body with his cock. His legs hooked under Oliver's holding them apart, his balls slapping hard and rapidly, no slowing, no change of pace, he was constant and on a mission. Their bodies drenched in sweat and Oliver had no clue how long he had been under Johan, he was to caught up in the moment partly exhausted but his body was craving him. Johan leaned over and kissed Nico then cried out holding his hips still, locked against Oliver's ass his balls contracting delivering his load in to Oliver's battered ass. Hoping that he could finally get out from under him he was disappointed that Johan remained locked inside laying on top of him for several more minutes, finally Johan pulled his softening cock out and kissed Oliver. He laid there in between Nico and Johan trying to gather his thoughts and pull himself together. There was just something so magnetic and sexual about them, his hands continued to roam over both of their bodies. It wasn't long before he was riding Nico and sucking Johan at the same time, Oliver took a turn in fucking Nico the nearest he was going to get to Luca. Experiencing the full pleasures of a more purposeful and intimate interaction between the two men had a profound impact on Oliver. The sexual exploits had altered his outlook on sex, he knew he wanted love, it was just where to find it. Their bodies exhausted Oliver found himself laying between Nico and Johan again falling asleep in this position. Oliver heard a phone ping and felt the bed move, Nico got up and threw some clothes on and went downstairs. Johan leaned over and checked the time then cuddled up to Oliver, he had a couple of more hours before he needed to be up and off to work. Nico unlocked the front door and stood there looking at him. The youthful face of the 26 year old smiled up at him, he stood five feet ten inches with drop dead Italian looks and an athletic build with ample muscle build it was enough to stir Nico when he saw him. His short cropped dark hair and brown eyes starring up at Nico. Whereas Luca's father and Nico had more dominant genes from their father, Savio had his mothers genes and more softer features, that same kind of looks Nico's mother has. The rogue member of the family who didn't want to be tied down to Tuscany had moved to Milan 5 years ago, becoming one very wild child who sporadically turned up like a bad egg and often for a bailout from his mother. Nico knew Savio was gay and this was part of the reason he left home. "Savio" Nico looked surprised and slipping in to their mother tongue of Italian "What are you doing here?". "My mother told me Luca is in Tuscany" Savio responded gesturing to be invited in. Nico shook his head "You took long enough to come home" he said standing aside inviting him in. "I need a coffee been a long drive" Savio said instructing Nico "Where's your man?". "My husband is up stairs in bed, it is early Savio" Nico replied brewing coffee. Savio sat down at the table "My mother tells me Luca has a boyfriend?" he stated in a questioning fashion. "Yes" Nico said grabbing cups "Mark is a lovely person, nonni loved him straight away" he said then stopped. "Are they still upset with me?" Savio asked "nonni?" he thanked Nico for his coffee. Nico sat down at the table "I smoothed most of it over and they show interest in what you are up to". "What waiting on tables in some little café in Milan?" Savio replied unable to hide the disappointment. Nico smiled "You could come home there is always a decent job here for you". Savio chuckled "Be under everyone's gaze checking what I am doing, no thanks" he replied adamantly. "You know Luca has been asked to run one of the vineyards and he said yes" Nico informed him. "I haven't seen Luca in 5 years" Savio replied "That's why I came here, to make sure I could see him". Nico chuckled "Luca would be over the moon to see you Savio he always asks after you". Nico refreshed Savio's coffee "Have you any one in your life yet?" Nico asked sitting down again. "No" Savio replied "A few on off guys, I can't live with an Italian there to much of a pushover" he laughed. Johan and Oliver had woken at the sounds of the voices wafting up through the open window, Johan sat bolt upright realising who the voice belonged to. He threw on some shorts and went downstairs, Oliver sat on the side of the bed watching him disappear then hunted around for his shorts. "Savio!" Johan exclaimed walking in to the kitchen and hugging him "What are you doing here?". "To see Luca" Savio replied switching to his English. Purposefully Savio rubbed his body against Johan "Still very sexy Johan" he chuckled. Nico poured a coffee for Johan "Is our guest up?" Nick asked looking at Johan. "Yes he is on his way down" Johan replied watching Savio grinning. "You call them guests now do you?" Savio asked Nico "Not just threesomes like our night in Milan?". Nico looked at Savio "If I remember you spent most of the night fucking with Johan" he laughed. Oliver walked in to the kitchen "Oliver good morning" Nico said pouring him a coffee. Savio looked over going sheepishly quiet "This is my nephew Savio" Nico introduced them. "Hey" Oliver said and thanking Nico for his drink. Savio watched him "Ciao" he said admiring Oliver's body whilst Johan watched them both smiling. "How long are you here for?" Nico asked Savio noticing he was clearly distracted by Oliver. Savio turned "Oh I don't know, I got sacked from the café" he admitted. "Savio!" Nico exclaimed throwing his hands up in true Italian fashion "just give it up and come home". He sat back in the chair "I am an embarrassment to the family" he replied in Italian. "Don't be silly Savio" Johan stepped in "you can stay here as long as you want" he said and Nico agreed. "When is your flight Oliver?" Johan asked looking at Oliver who was clearly not in the room "Oliver!". "What?" he suddenly looked "Oh tomorrow at 11am to Rome and 2pm to New York" Oliver replied. "Luca's parents don't get back until this evening, can you clear your day?" Nico asked Johan. "Of course" Johan replied "Come on Oliver let's get showered and drive to Luca's". Oliver and Johan left Nico and Savio to talk "So who is that?" Oliver asked entering the bedroom. "Savio is Luca's cousin, Nico's nephew" he replied studying him carefully "You like him?". Oliver nodded "He seems nice" he replied in a very cool matter of fact tone and hearing Johan chuckle. Johan kissed Oliver's neck "Don't be fooled, Savio has no off button when it comes to sex". Oliver rested back against Johan "Oh what do you mean?" he asked taking his shorts off. Johan smiled "He has a cock and ass, knows how to use both. very erratic and unpredictable in the bed or anywhere". Oliver chuckled and turned to Johan "Can we do this again?" he asked stepping in to the shower with him. Johan laughed "You know where we live" he replied. Johan looked at him "We have a good video of you fucking with Nico, hate for the family to see it" he said. "I guess this is over Luca?" Oliver asked knowing deep down it was exactly that. Johan nodded "Leave them alone Oliver" he said stroking his back "and you will always be welcome here". Oliver nodded and kissed Johan, quickly showering they dried off just as Nico arrived and took his shower. Savio was standing out on the pool terrace unaware that Oliver was looking at him from the kitchen whilst Johan was on the phone clearing his day. Nico walked in to the kitchen surveying the scene and grinning, it was obvious that Oliver was attracted to Savio. If it was a genuine attraction they had to find a way of keeping Oliver here for a few more days at least to see if anything happened. Friday had always been an exciting day as it meant the weekend was coming but here in Tuscany the days had no meaning, the pace of life in the hills was slow and tranquil. Mark sat there with his language book practicing on Luca and Marzi when she appeared, surprising himself that he was quite adept at picking up languages. Luca looked at his phone and smiled telling Mark that Nico and Johan had the day off and were coming over with Oliver and one other for breakfast. Mark raised an eyebrow questioning how they could pick up one other since leaving last night. Luca chuckled and informed Marzi that they would need breakfast for six, he walked with her collecting cutlery and plates to help her out. Oliver sat in the back of the car only this time he had Savio sat next to him, tongue tied he couldn't bring out any conversation, he felt sick in his mind never being one to be short of a thing to say. Savio would chat to Nico in Italian then switch to English talking to Johan, he always did that to annoy Johan and today was no different. Johan spoke fluent Italian albeit it with a lilt of an Austrian accent, Johan smiled being reminded when they first met and Savio refusing to talk to him in Italian. Savio started making small talk with Oliver finding out he was born and raised in California before moving to New York for a different life, Savio explained of their similarities why he left Tuscany and explore the world, well Milan as it turned out that made them all laugh in the car. Their eyes would meet quickly both turning away, Nico catching it from the rear view mirror would smile glancing at Johan. Savio sat there quietly amused and very attracted to Oliver, he liked how down to earth and stable he appeared unlike himself. What was more is that Oliver appeared to be quite stubborn and a little edgy. His attention quickly thrown passing through the gates and down the driveway to the villa, preparing himself to see Luca again. Luca and Mark both stood and walked to the front of the villa hearing the car pulling up. Excited to see who this fourth person was convinced it was someone they had picked up somehow. The loud chorus of ciaos as each one got out of the car then Luca stepped forward 'Savio!' he cried out running towards him. Savio picked Luca up and hugged him hard almost crying seeing the Luca bloom in to a fine young man. Hardly recognising him he had grown so much over the last 5 years. Savio stroked Luca's face "You look so different Luca" he said wiping his eyes. "I have grown up" Luca said still hugging him "it has been so long, I am very angry with you". Savio kissed him on both cheeks "You can tell me about you later" he said finally letting go of him. Luca nodded and escorted Savio over to Mark "Savio this is boyfriend Mark". Mark held out a hand ignored by Savio he hugged and kissed him coping a feel of his ass "Belissimo". Luca laughed at Mark's surprised face "I heard you were randy Savio" Luca said prising them apart. "Savio turned up this morning" Nico said grabbing him "You have to tell your mother Savio" he sternly told him. Savio nodded "Yes" he replied "she will just ask how much I want this time though" he sadly replied. Nico chuckled "I know and stupidly she always gives it to you" he said escorting him through the villa. Mark walked over to Oliver they stood awkwardly for a moment then hugged "How was your night?" Mark asked. Oliver grinned "Nico very Italian in bed and Johan is a monster" he replied looking at Mark. "They are really nice guys but I couldn't do that every night" Oliver said looking at Savio. Mark chuckled and also looked at Savio walking in front "The cousin is pretty hot, meatier" he said. Oliver burst out laughing "You have Luca" he said light heartedly with his gaze fixed on Savio's ass. Mark looked at him "I think you have lost interest in Luca" he stated and saw Oliver grin. Oliver sighed "As much as I fell in love with Luca I know his heart belongs to you". "Are we okay?" Oliver asked stopping and holding Mark's arm "you and me?". Mark turned to look at him "Depends on what your going to try next" he said sarcastically. Oliver chuckled "I deserved that" he said turning his head to look at Savio "I'm sorry". "Have you had an epiphany?" Mark asked studying Oliver carefully. Oliver was quiet for a moment "Not really just a long hard look at things" he eventually replied. Mark smiled "What did you discover then?" he asked starting to walk again. "You" Oliver replied "I would rather have Luca and you as a friend than someone you don't like". Mark nodded "You have to stop this Oliver, trying to come between us". "Olly" Oliver replied "Call me Olly. I set myself up in this trap of wanting Luca". "And now?" Mark asked looking at Oliver "do I have to keep fighting you off?". Oliver shook his head "Not anymore Mark" he said patting Mark's arm. Guided by his own instinct Mark put his arm around Oliver's shoulder "Yeah we are good, you and me". Luca turned to see where Mark was and smiled at the sight of Mark and Oliver talking happily. It looked like there was something different with Oliver that he couldn't put his finger on. They all sat down for breakfast, there was a calm air of friendship between them all. Oliver appeared much more demure sneaking glances at Savio who was doing the same, their similar ages and genuine attraction for each other was playing out over the breakfast table in front of everyone. They were finishing their coffee sat in the sunshine, Luca and Savio chatting madly wanting to find out what each other had been up to over the years. Luca looked to Oliver noticing his distraction with Savio "What do you want to do for your last day Olly?". Oliver smiled "Sunbathe and walk in to the village perhaps?" he replied seeing Savio looking concerned. "It is your last day?" Savio asked watching Oliver like his life now depended on it "I hardly know you". Oliver smiled and nodded "Yes, I fly back to New York tomorrow" he replied glancing at Luca. Luca picked up the empty fruit bowl "Why don't you take Savio apricot picking?" he suggested. Oliver took the bowl "Very funny" he replied looking at Luca but Savio was already standing up. "Back shortly" Oliver said walking off with Savio. Luca chuckled "Take your time" he said seeing Nico shake his head "What?" he asked looking at him. "Very neatly done Luca" Nico replied pausing "something I want to ask you about Oliver". Luca put his cup down "You can ask but I may not know the answer" he replied holding Mark's hand. Nico leaned in "Oliver said he could buy a villa here if he wanted to, is it true?". Luca nodded "I guess, he sold his software company CalSoft and made a mint". "Shit Luca, no wonder he offered me $1 million to leave you" Mark said looking astonished. "He what?" Nico asked with a surprised look on his face. Luca nodded "He offered Mark money to leave" he repeated. Johan chuckled at Mark "And you didn't take it?" he asked "I would have" he laughed getting punched by Nico. Nico smiled "Just shows how much Mark is in love with you Luca" he said "and those two?". Luca looked at Nico "You think there is something there?". "Definitely, they both went all shy and stupid when they met" Johan said standing up. "Savio seems all over the place" Mark said "in a nice way... no" he felt Johan hauling him out of his seat. Mark found himself flung over Johan's shoulder giving a submissive hand gesture before Johan jumped in the pool with him. Savio and Oliver walked quietly for a moment hearing the large splash at the pool, they both laughed and Oliver pointed at some fruit on the nearest tree. Savio looked up "No, not ripe" he said walking on "do you have to leave?" he asked standing next to a tree. Oliver caught up with him "Not really, I don't want to outstay my invitation here though" he replied. Savio picked a couple of apricots "I would like you to stay" he said placing them in the bowl. Oliver looked at him admiringly "Are you going back to Milan?" he asked checking the fruit. "There is nothing there, just sex and no good job" Savio replied "I may stay with Nico and Johan and get a job in the winery". Oliver moved to the next tree "This one?" he asked, Savio picked one and held it to Oliver's mouth. There eyes briefly met and Oliver took a bite of the apricot whilst Savio watched him, he lifted a finger and wiped a little juice off Oliver's chin and moving his finger to his mouth. Savio let out a breathless sigh feeling Oliver's tongue on his finger. Oliver felt alive like never before, Savio had definitely woken something in him that had been lying dormant. Feelings that only just touched the surface with Luca came back with such stronger force, confusing him at the same time trying to figure out if Savio was feeling the same. He watched Savio take a bite from the apricot and look up him 'totalmente perfetto' he said quietly. Oliver smiled and nodded up at the tree, his eyes following Savio's hand picking more fruit and putting it in the bowl. Savio looked at Oliver again "Stay" he said returning his focus to the tree "mi sto innamorando di te". Oliver shrugged his shoulders "I don't speak Italian very well" he said but knew what innamorando meant. "Then I teach you" Savio said placing two more apricots in the bowl. Oliver smiled "Teach me where, here or New York?" he replied. The words were enough to stop Savio in his tracks looking at Oliver "Here and New York" Savio said smiling. Oliver looked at the bowl realising he was about to take a gamble "And if I stay a few more days?". Savio didn't even need to look "I start to teach you Italian and learn about you". He could see a little confliction in Oliver's eyes "You stay with me at Nico and Johan's" Savio said. Oliver took a breath "If they agree" he replied nonchalantly seeing Savio smile and putting another apricot to his mouth. Oliver chuckled and took a bite, this one was more juicy and it dribbled down his chin on to his t-shirt. Savio took the bowl and placed it on the ground his face moved to within inches of Oliver's. Savio rubbed his lips on Oliver's chin and licked his lips 'cosi dulce' he said with his lips closer than ever to Oliver's. His tongue ran across Oliver's partly open mouth 'incredibilmente dolce' he said now rubbing his lips on Oliver's and kissing him lightly. He had never been lost for words when it came to sex, Johan turning him on was on thing but Savio just hit every button with one press. Savio bent down and picked the bowl of fruit up and handed it to Oliver, his little finger entwinned with Oliver's and they walked back up to the terrace. The taste of apricot lingering and dancing on his lips and taste buds, he would never forget that taste or the first time Savio licked his lips and kissed him. Oliver could not have known the significance or how he fell in love right there having never experienced real love before. Walking through the orchard took on a new perspective for Oliver, deciding to stay a few more days to see if anything was going to happen with Savio. Looking ahead he could tell Savio was looking at him every few seconds and felt the finger grip his tighter when he did so. Oliver stopped and looked at him "Come to New York with me?" he suddenly asked from nowhere. Savio chuckled and swung Oliver's arm "My family have the money, I don't have the means to travel". They continued walking "You have a passport?" Oliver asked watching Savio nod. Oliver let go of Savio's finger and put his arm around his shoulder "Then you are coming to New York". Savio smiled putting his arm around Oliver's waist "Yeah sure" he replied making it sound like a joke and laughing. Mark and Johan were chatting leaning over the infinity edge of the pool that looked down over the orchards and vineyards. Luca and Nico were sat the other side of the pool dangling their feet in the water watching their lovers talking and laughing. Both suddenly turning their heads in the same direction then looking at each other smiling they swam back over to Nico and Luca. "They have their arms around each other" Johan told them reaching Nico and Luca. "Do you think Oliver will stay on?" Luca asked more speculating than anything. Nico looked at Luca "Savio is staying with us so Oliver can if he decides to". Luca nodded "Yes but Savio needs to see his parents before they find out he is back". "He does" Nico agreed "I will take him this morning get it over with" he suggested with them agreeing. Johan grabbed Luca's legs and pulled him in the pool, out of all the family Johan liked Luca the most and always picked on him. Instead of the usual playfulness Luca held on to Johan, years of fantasising about his spectacular muscular build had always been out of reach. Now of age and open he was able to let himself go and enjoy the feeling in a more erotic way, Johan was no fool and knew this. Gladly he held Luca in his arms who rested his head on Johan's shoulder. Mark climbed out of the pool and sat next to Nico watching them wading around the pool. "He is so sexy" Mark said nudging Nico. Nico smiled "Which one?" he asked looking at Mark. "Both" Mark replied feeling Nico's arm go around his shoulder "you don't mind him flirting like that?". Nico laughed "Not at all, do you mind?" he asked Mark. Mark looked at Nico "No" he said returning his gaze to the pool "it's going to happen isn't it?". Nico kissed him on the cheek "Johan has wanted to get his hands on Luca for years" he chuckled. Mark leaned against Nico "Does that mean I get you then?" he asked shyly. "Yes" Nico replied seeing Mark grin "and Johan, he wants a bit of you" he informed Mark laughing. "Your back" Luca called out to Savio and Oliver seeing them appear on the terrace. Oliver looked at Luca "Someone is having fun I see" he commented pulling a face at Luca. Nico stood speaking rapidly to Savio in Italian "I have to go out for a few hours Oliver" Savio told Oliver. "I will be here" Oliver replied "gives me a chance to exercise and go for a run". Nico and Savio set off to his parents leaving Oliver sat there at the table mindlessly going through the fruit they had picked oblivious to Luca, Mark and Johan watching him. They moved over to the table and joined Oliver who looked up as they sat down. "You have apricot juice down your t-shirt" Mark told Oliver pointing out the obvious. Oliver looked down and smiled "So I have" he replied brushing it off as nothing. Johan picked an apricot from the bowl "Are you staying or going?" asking the question they wanted to know. Oliver sat back in his chair "I... what do you think I should do?" he asked throwing the question back. "You should stay" Johan replied "there are more than enough bedrooms between the two villas". Oliver nodded "Do you like him Olly?" Luca chipped in hurriedly wanting to know. "Yes" Oliver replied without hesitating then smiled broadly "is he hard to tame?" he asked watching Johan and Luca laugh. "Oh god yes, I told you he is erratic and unpredictable" Johan reminded him of their conversation earlier. "Unpredictable?" Luca exclaimed "well I guess that is one way of describing him" he laughed. Johan looked at Oliver seriously "Stay with us, you can leave at any time". Oliver threw his hands up "Okay, I will change my ticket" he said grabbing his phone and walking off. Oliver stood there thinking how crazy he was being and was this right, but then the last few months and weeks had been something he never would have predicated. The agent came back and confirmed his ticket was now open and could return any time he decided. He wondered if he was going head first into another disaster after Luca, one thing was certain the last few days had been very life defining moments.

*****The following is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real people, alive or dead, is purely coincidental.***** Enjoy, I sincerely hope you cum while reading this. Eat your cum. Smear it all over you. Take a picture of your load and share it in the comments. Be my guest. If I made you cum, I'd be honored. ❤ And now, gentlemen, without further ado... Let the "show" begin...... The most true statement any sexually active gay male can make in regard to their sexual health status, if they're not already testing positive, that they're not necessarily negative, but rather unknown. Especially true, if in your sexual repertoire you often practice bareback sex with multiple partners. There's good reason why, considering that HIV has a window period, where you can be infected, but still pass a blood test. Took me a little while to learn, but I eventually started to accept that as the norm, especially as I have been ditching condoms more and more as the years carry on. And I was such a sweet and innocent boy, once upon a time..... Let me tell you a little bit about myself. The name's Daniel. I'm a swimmer, and I was on my high school swim team. Most guys would probably consider me to be an otter, as I'm pretty lean, a tad athletic, and since puberty struck, I've grown a nice manly mane of chest hair. It's one of my favourite features, and I think it makes me look sexy. I'm 26, Capricorn, and I am a Ginger. I have Hazel eyes, and a face full of freckles, that track down my neck and spread over my shoulders. Going by the compliments I've been given, apparently what you've heard about us Gingers/Redheads is true. Fuck modesty eh, haha. I'm a passionate guy in bed and I love cock. And cum. I'd bathe in a man's piss, cum, spit and sweat if I could. All the scents drive me wild. Would you fuck me? I'd fuck me. I'd fuck me hard. Heh. When I left high school, I started cruising public toilets. There were a lot of chance encounters over the years that followed. Mostly making out with guys in the cubicles, often the big ones that were designed for use by disabled people in wheelchairs. Fortunately, I don't think these shenanigans disadvantaged anyone who was wheelchair bound and needed the facilities, at least not while I was there. Anyway, it became an addictive behaviour, really. The rush of possibly being caught, the scents of stale piss, the "dirt" factor of being sexual in a toilet, getting naked in the cubicle with other guys and being a slut, letting one guy after another in, and sucking their cocks and kissing them, caressing their bodies and drinking their cum. I always wanted more. And the more encounters I had, the more piggy I got, until I was fucking guys who were total strangers bareback and cumming up their asses, and bending over for other guys to rim, finger and fuck me. I loved the feeling of a guy's tongue hornily worshipping my ass. The warmth, the silky fleshy massaging effect. The moisture of his saliva on my sensitive hole. Sheer bliss. This is what I was born for. The faggot I was destined to be came alive when another man drove between my legs and made love to my tight little pucker with his sweet wet mouth. It felt dirty and piggy, I felt like a slutty whore, and I fucking loved it. All of it. I also tried a couple of online dating sites, as High School hadn't really taught me much about how to find other gay guys or how to be a part of the "scene" as it was. Part of me wanted a romantic life, not just sex, so I gave it a whirl, but I still enjoyed the fun I was having cruising while I was doing it. It satisfied my urges, so I was relatively happy with that. That's how I met Sam..... (to be continued)

PART 5: CODY UNLEASHES THE BEAST WITHIN ME We had another event about a month later, and Cody was on the card again. This time, I kept my distance and let him enjoy his evening by mingling with other fans and wrestlers – I noticed a lot more gay men were buying his t-shirts and taking photos with him before the show, no doubt the result of his last match’s immediate popularity on YouTube. I also let Cody wear his regular spandex trunks for his match this time, which meant less of a risqué show for the crowd. But just for my own sadistic enjoyment, I secretly instructed his older, beefy “heel” opponent – Joe, a 6-foot-4, 40-something, burly, hairy, muscle god -- to pull out all the stops with real-life low blows and punches to young Cody’s dick and balls. Watching the match from a distance, I could tell that several of Joe’s low blows actually connected and hurt like hell, much to Cody’s surprise, and at times Cody really was struggling to stand upright and continue. The match finally ended after about 15 minutes with his opponent rolling young Cody up on the mat, illegally grabbing a hand full of the kid’s trunks from the back and exposing most of the boy’s tanned, athletic ass for a 1-2-3 count. I hadn’t planned on fucking the kid that night, but after seeing him completely used and abused by Joe in his match, I motioned the 19-year-old to follow me into the same side room where I’d first pumped my poison jizz into the boy. I closed and locked the door and repeated the process from just a month earlier, and Cody obliged sheepishly and very begrudgingly. Giving up his straight ass to a man old enough to be his father had mentally defeated and humiliated him. I almost felt sorry for him until I slid his gear down to reveal his sweaty, musky, bubble ass, and I knew I needed it again. Fucking tease, what did he expect me to do? I spit on my cock -- the spit, my poz precum, and his sweat made for a surprisingly good lube. Still, I could feel immense friction as my thick cock grinded into his small hole. "That jock ass is gonna look good carrying my AIDS next time I see you, son," I muttered as I quickly built up to my climax. Cody grunted quietly. If he heard me, I doubt he understood anything about my desire to give him HIV. I tried to imagine the thoughts running through this straight kid's mind as his trusted elder used his hole again. Seconds later, I was pumping another toxic load into the boy’s jock body. If the first time didn’t knock up Cody, this time would. I never did make the phone call to my scout friends as I’d promised. I got what I needed, so I didn't care as much now, frankly. Cody texted me a couple of weeks later and asked, and I lied when I told him I was waiting to hear back about his potential tryout. In the same text, he said he’d come down with a bad flu and was stuck at home with fever, chills, aches, all the same symptoms I’d felt years earlier when Daddy pozzed me. I had no doubt that Cody had finally come down with the fuck flu, his young, healthy, teen body finally giving itself to the virus that I’d injected into him twice. To this day, I don't think he's been tested, so the kid has no idea. He probably won't for years. Even though he was now part of the brotherhood, it was then I realized that I had no physical use for him anymore, and any desire to fuck him again was gone. I still booked him for my events, because his tanned body, tight ass, and big smile sold tickets and put money in my pocket. But the 19-year-old jock boy had helped unleash a new power within me in this whole process. I now realized exactly how much influence I have over these naïve kids and their big dreams. I began to explore every possibility of booking vulnerable boys who would do anything in exchange for my promise of help getting them on a national stage. These dumb kids needed something, and so did I. Ashton was next on my list.

For the next couple of days I was in a sexual daze. Part of my brain refused to accept what has happened. The other half descended into a fantasy of such filth that my cock was constantly hard. I returned to the lake; I swam in the pool. But I didn’t see Jacques. Some mornings in the mist I heard runners but by the time I reached the shore their footsteps had receded. And I was left alone, naked and hard, fingering my arse and hoping he’d emerge from the shadows and breed me. It didn’t happen. I returned to his estate and wandered around. And never saw him. I even rejected the offers from previous guys in the area. A week before I’d have bent over for all their spunk and piss. As I had done before. One after the other. I even visited the sauna. But in the midst of being fucked by a multitude of men, I never saw him. I did see the twink and I fucked and fisted him roughly, partly in anger but also partly so that I could mix my toxins with the toxins that Jacques had already deposited in his bloodstream. I continued to fuck with Toby and Milos; and one night offered up my cunt to my boyfriend and Michael. They used me, me mouth and cunt all night. Filled with cum and piss, bruised and bleeding, my mind still switched to Jacques from time to time. His absence was beginning to drive me crazy. But it was also keeping me fit. Swimming so many times a day and having taken up running on the off chance of bumping into him made me as ripped as I’d ever been. And hornier. I loved watching piss and cum splash over the six pack as I was fucked or fucked someone else. I took to online popperbating, revelling in guys reactions to my rippling torso. I started having cam sessions of being hard fucked - no raped- by my boyfriend. Each time suitable masked or concealed but each time cumming buckets of cum and piss. I had almost given up hope and began to think it was all a dream. Then on morning, I emerged from the lake after a hard swim to find an envelope on my clothes. I picked it up and looked around. No one. I opened it. An address. And a key. And a single word - “Tonight”.

I don’t know the club in question or Toronto very well, but to be honest, although COVID-19 might be the final straw, it sounds to me much more likely that it’s fallen victim of the kind of urban ‘gentrification’ we’ve become VERY familiar with here in London. It’s interesting, though: one could speculate that one unexpected side effect of this pandemic will be that this trend of ever-increasing rents and property prices could go into reverse in some of our larger cities, particularly where commercial property is concerned. With so many people finding they can work from home, will we need so much office space? And all those empty retail units, now that even more people are shopping online. And add to that the empty bars, clubs and restaurants that won’t reopen. Will people even want to live in cities if you strip away their main attractions: the concerts, the theatres, the bars, the restaurants? Over the last few weeks, our largest cities have felt more like giant prisons than attractive places to live. Maybe life in the suburbs/country is about to make a comeback, and with that, there will be plenty of derelict places in the city centres which gays will be able to colonize once more. It’ll be like the 1970’s all over again!

Part 2 here. On to part 3. So I'm 18. Unemployed and living on couches. This is when the cruising started. It was a baptism of fire. Theres a little place down by the river behind an arena in my city. It's quite a well known spot and I'd heard of it before. I decided to go check it out. As I slowly fumbled through bushes and trees I saw a figure in the dark face me. He was silent. I froze. I just stood and stared. I was about 6 metres away just standing, staring. It was a taller guy, shaved head, leather jacket. I'd say about 40. As I stared he took his dick out and stared slowly rubbing it. I walked over never taking my eyes of it. I had barely reached him when he took his hand and placed it like a claw on top of my head and pushed me down roughly on to my knees. I just got straight to it. I'd taken cock before as you know but this was going to be a real lesson in how to take it. He started fucking my face as soon as my lips touched his tight foreskin. Just grabbed my head and rammed it down my throat. Fucking me head like a pussy. I have to admit I was quite distressed. Out of breath, coughing, gagging and slobbering all over his cock and the more I gagged the harder he fucked. His cock was average. Not small and I couldn't take it all. I'd say about 7". It was all very hurried and impersonal. He suddenly stopped and in one swift movement pulled his shaft out of the cunt on my face, grabbed me under my arm, pulled me up and flung me sternly against a cement wall we were next to. Spun me round, pulled down my jeans, spat on his finger and pressed in to my whole with force. Got his finger in down the the knuckle and then rapidly moved it up and down, side to side. He only did it for one quick moment then pulled it out, spat on his hand, wiped it up my asshole and put his dick in. It was all so quick I hardly knew what was happening. I'm talking from being on my knees with my eyes watering choking on his dick to being against a wall with said dick in my hole in around 30 seconds. Thankfully he didn't just thrust his cock in. He started with a slow rhythm then got faster and faster. It was during this fucking that I knew I loved dick. After my first two shaky encounters this was the real thing. I was rock hard the whole time. Leaking on to the hard, cold dirty floor. I don't know how long he fucked me but it was hard and consistent. Maybe 10 minutes. He didn't stop or slow to catch his breath. Finally he thrust deep and grunted. I felt the force of his cum against my spot. I almost came but didn't quite get there. We stood in place for a moment. I could feel my hole pulsing with his dick. Like everything he had done up until then, he pulled his cock out like a bolt of lightening. I stung as my hole was surprised and resized in a second. I wondered why he was in such a rush. He was also silent the wholw time. Not a word. He just used me. He spun me to face him pushed me back on my knees and rubbed his slimy, beautiful cock on my face then back in to my mouth. I could see as soon as he spun around why he was so hurried. There must have been 10 guys watching. My hairs were on end. Nervous doesn't describe what I was feeling. This sounds like I was going to get gangfucked doesn't it? You'd be right in thinking that. I thought that. But thats not what happened. A couple of other guys had shuffled over and I had 2 cocks in my face and one in my hand when a younger guy interrupted us. He was very confident and others seemed to know him. He stopped everything, pulled me up and dragged me away with authority. I was still in shock I think as I just went with the flow. I'd soon find out who this wiry, fair young guy in his early 20's was. He's also a very important part of why my story is in the bugchasing section.

Part II Fantasies are a place were lots of things are allowed – some of them should stay fantasies though The address Daniel was given, was not far from his apartment. He took a taxi anyway, since he was somewhat excited and didn’t trust himself with his bike. When he arrived he was standing in front of one of the newly build buildings in town, the ones that were most certainly out of his price-range and would probably never be affordable for him unless he inherited a ton of money from a rich aunt he didn’t know of. When he entered the building, he was greeted by a concierge wearing a formal uniform in black and red, including a matching hat. A golden name tag had “Peter” written on it and was attached on a well-tailored front pocket on his uniform. Daniel considered Peter rather attractive. He must have been only a little older than him, but his posture and this surrounding gave him a glance of elegance that Daniel was lacking even though he was wearing one of his good work shirts. God evening sir, what brings you here tonight? How may I assist you? The concierge said. Daniel didn’t quite know what to answer to this. Telling Peter that he came to this address because a guy from an online dating platform whom he had never seen in real life but only in videos where he fucked his semen in young unprotected asses, commanded him here to watch him have sex, didn’t seem like a good option. The concierge was already raising one of his ginger eyebrows when Daniel mumbled: Ergh… I am here to visit a friend. The concierge was scanning Daniel from head to toe, his eyebrow still raised. He clearly thought he was lying or at least not telling the whole truth, which was the case. And what is the name of this friend, sir? I’d like to let him know you are here. Daniels was sweating now, in his rush to get to the address he had gotten from “Assbreeder82” he didn’t even realise he did not know what his last name was. This was embarrassing, he didn’t know what to do. Leave, and text “Assbreeder82” what he was supposed to do? He would feel dumb doing that. Or tell the concierge that he didn’t know the name of his “friend”. He could feel Peter starring at him. Then suddenly the familiar sound of an arriving elevator distracted Peter for a moment. Daniel turned around and was heading for the door, this seemed to be the best option. Just before he opened the door though, he looked back and froze. There in the elevator that had just arrived on the ground floor stood “Assbreeder82”. He had never seen his face before, but he knew this body and the way he moved. He was wearing a black casual suit, with a white button-down shirt, that complemented his muscle-daddy body quite well. Daniel was standing there just starring at the men he had fantasised so much about. He was fascinated by him. The neatly trimmed beard that had the same black tone as his chest hair had in all the videos he saw. His dark brown eyes and most importantly that cheeky little grin that he was wearing so well. This was a man of confidence and he did not hide it, nor did he need to. Peter was just greeting “Assbreeder82” but Daniel couldn’t understand the name he was saying because he was too far away from the elevator. Still somewhat frozen, Daniel realised to late, that he got spotted: Daniel, is that you? Where you about to leave without saying hi to an old friend – fan boy? The way he said the nickname that he gave him sent hot and cold shivers over Daniels body. Still overwhelmed he didn’t know what to do but his body decided for him. He could feel how his feet where slowly dragging him towards the elevator, passing Peter that had a weird look on his face that seemed to be a mixture of jealousy, pity and professionalism. His feet stopped 2 meters away from “Assbreeder82”. There was a moment of silence until finally he found enough confidence to speak. Hey thanks for picking me up. Quite a service. Assbreeder82 took two quick steps towards Daniel, laid one muscular arm around Daniel’s shoulder and ushered him into the elevator, while Peter was still watching disapprovingly from his counter. The elevator doors were closing and Assbreeder82 selected the 12th floor, his one arm still resting on Daniels shoulder. Daniel could smell his cologne that had a woody smoky touch to it, mixed with a hint of his scent. He could not believe that he was standing in an elevator alone with this man and he was surprised that he even came here. He usually was not doing things like this. “Its just like watching porn” he told himself. As if Assbreeder82 could read his thoughts he said: You seem nervous Daniel. Don’t be, like I said I respect your boundaries, you are only here to watch and film … unless you decide otherwise. But if I respect your rules, you’ll have to respect mine. Once we arrive in my apartment you are to strip down all your clothes. While I play with the little twink that is already waiting for us, you are only allowed to watch, film or commend if you wish so. Should you touch me while I am playing with my toy our agreement ends and you’re mine to do with as I please. Understood? Before Daniel could think too much about this the elevator doors opened and Assbreeder82 led him to the door of his apartment. He had arrived in the lions cave and though he was only here to watch, he felt like he was about to do something very kinky and forbidden… More to cum

I come out of the shower, Mr. Benson and Joey fucking I decide to head to the pit and see how it looks. I get on the elevator, and there is the one with the Gold wrist band. He is about my age and already has full-blown AIDS. I ask him where he is going, and he says the same place I am the pit. He is gorgeous skinny with a nice dick; he asks, is that a P.A. on your dick, I say yes 4 GA. Golden asks if I want to help him with one from the pit. At the pit, they are moving around like cattle in a pen waiting for food. We see the good looking ones already with marks that have been fuck already, and Golden wants a negative virgin. We see this old guy with no marks that signify that have taken a POZ load yet. We ask for him to come over and to spread his legs, and we see a well-used hole. We take him to one of the public beds; he says how happy he is to have two hot studs to POZ him, Golden tells him you will also be getting full-blown AIDS as he smiles. We ask him did he dring his supplies as he hands us the bag. We take out two ropes, tie off his arms, and say to him you want this; he says I WANT YOU BOTH TO POZ ME. I ask Golden, let's do a blood slam to make sure I see the flash of my blood in the syringe, and as much I want the slam today, it's not for Tops but the chares who is here for our gift. With a syringe in both arms, we go 1,2,3, then push the plungers in as he is gasping for air and coughing Golden drives his dick right in. Golden is fucking him as hard as you could while saying; FAGGOT TAKE MY DEATH STICK. The chaser is saying I want your toxic load, please. When Golden deposits his AIDS load in his hole and pulls out, I see the cum covered dick. I have a P.A. that will tear up the inside of an ass, Like Golden, I drive my dick straight in, but the chaser is in pain. It's from the P.A. tearing up his hole, but the site of Golden cum covered dick right in front of my face is too inviting, so I motion him to come closer so I can clean it. Yummy, I have my dick in a negative hole, with a toxic dick in my mouth. We put a plug in his bleeding ass, take the magic marker, and put our mark on him and take him back to the pen. I saw him a year later, and he was so happy as two weeks later, he was sick three months later he tested for HIV and is now a member of the brotherhood. He introduces me to his boy, who he is going to give the gift very soon. I left Golden with the elevator running late, and I did not want to wait on the line, so I took the stairs. As I walk up, I hear someone is crying; I see this chaser on the floor. I sit down next to him as he says he is scared, but wants the gift so much, but he has never done anything but put his finger in his ass. I talk to him and let him know how good it will feel to explore his desires. He has stopped crying and says, can you do it to me. I take him by the hand and see him in the light and see this 5ft. 5. 100lbs skinny boy, he is 18 as you have to show Government I.D. but does not look like it. I get to our room, and it's empty, so he is all to my self. I take him to the shower after giving him a drink he asks for, little does he know that in 20 minutes the G with be having the effect I want. In the shower, I'm kissing him and cleaning his hole, and I'm shocked to feel how tight he is, I think I have a VIRGIN here. I lay him on the bed on his stomach and spread his butt cheeks and see what I dream of suck nice round pink hole as I drive my face into it with my tongue working his ass as he is moaning as the G has done its work. Its time to ramp him up as I ask him how does he like it with a response, please more. So I grab the syringe with the Tina in it without the needle and with spit insert in his soon to be fuck hole. He is moving around as the booty bump is burning. I pin him down, as, I insert my dick in his soon to be a former negative hole. I thought he would be screaming bloody murder; he is moaning, but I know he is so tight, and the P.A. is ripping him up. Mr.Benson comes into the room with Joey and sit down while I fuck him and about to cum. Give it to him as Joey puts poppers under his nose and to inhale, and I feel his reaction with his hole spasm. Rope after of rope of my toxic cum put into his hole. I collapse on top of him in exhaustion, as my dick slops out of his ass. Mr.Benson tells me to roll over and to take him, so we are face to face. I start to kiss him, and he is very responsive as Mr. Benson puts his finger in the boy's hole then shows me the pink cover cum on the finger then sticks in my mouth to clean it off. Joey climbs on top to fuck him as Mr. Benson puts a rope on his arm to slam him while Joey is fucking him, so I hold him tight as he has never done this before. Joey said later he never felt someone bucking like this after Joey dumped his load. Its Mr.Benson turn to deposit the family strain in him. With him tweaked out with a bloody hole, I put in the butt plug. I take him out the door and was going to put him on the elevator, but there is an open door near buy, so I open the door and see 3 Daddie Bears alone and ask them if they want this boy. HELL YEA as they were going out to the pit and look for some faggot meat. One comes over, turns the boy around and see his wrecked hole, and asks what have you given to his. He had some G a booty bump with a small slam, so he is all yours.

Stairway to Heaven or Hell It had been a crappy day. Countless phonecalls, emails and texts and my lazy ass co-workers weren't giving me the info I needed. My boss was asking every hour if I was done with the project plan. It was almost 11pm and I had finally completed the damn thing. I'd thrown one co-worker under the bus, but it was his own fault for being a total jerk by not giving me any information after weeks of asking. My boss had the whole three week long email thread and he could deal with the dick. Now that he had the plan he'd been asking for with only a few "guestimates" from me to fill in the missing data, I could finally relax. I blew the smoke in the air and tossed the miniscule remains of the joint in the glass jar I kept on my table to keep all of those momentos. My cock was throbbing almost as hard as my balls. I needed to blow a three day load and I always preferred it went into a hungry ass rather than my hand. I looked at the apps on my phone and didn't really find anyone online that did it for me. All the bottoms were prep bois except for one that I had hooked up with once before and vowed never again to experience his level of crazy. Just before I was going to give up, I saw a familiar guy pop up. Maybe the last half hour wasn't going to be a complete waste of time. My cock stirred again and I quickly sent off a message. "Quickie?" was all my message to the college bugchaser said. "Cant dad home" he replied. "Sneak out? Stairwell by ur place?" I sent back. "Maybe" he responded immediately. I could tell by the pace of the messages that he needed to get fucked as bad as I wanted to fuck. There was a short pause and then he typed out "dad asleep on couch gimme 10." I typed back "k bring some dirty underwear" as fast as I could. I changed into some loose shorts, a tight muscle shirt and sandals and then grabbed a bottle of poppers and a marker, putting them in the pocket in my shorts. Unlike our previous meets, I figured I didn't need to hide a key or leave my phone at home. I could trust him to just be a greedy cumdump and nothing more nefarious. I took my time going up the stairs and made it up to the 20th floor with a few minutes to spare. Sitting down on a stair leading to the 21st floor I opened up the camera on my phone and set it to video mode. I took a quick test video to see how the lighting was and it looked good. After another minute, I heard the 20th floor door open slowly. College boy poked his head in, looked around and then came in. He was wearing some running shorts, a pair of flipflops and nothing else. In his hand, he had a pair of light blue CK trunks which he raised up as he got in front of me. I took the trunks and stood up, turning around and going up the rest of the half flight to the landing. College boy followed me and I smiled at him as I turned around. "Mind if I grab a video this time?" I asked. "OK but no face shots" he replied, a tinge of nervousness in his voice. My shorts hit the floor a few seconds later. I stepped out of them and took the brown bottle out of the pocket and handed it to him. He took two long breaths from each side of his nose just like a seasoned pro. A moment later I could see the poppers hit him right as I took the bottle back and did a few quick hits myself. Resting my hand on the top of his head, I didn't even need to push down for him to take his position on his knees in front of me. His tongue lapped under the shaft and a few moments later his lips had engulfed my cock. He began with his tongue exploring all over my dick and foreskin. He was going a lot slower than I expected, but it felt really good. He pulled back a bit and with his hand pulled the foreskin back, revealing almost two days worth of sweat, dried piss and cheese. College boy bathed my cock head clean of all the crud before he worked in earnest to make sure my cock was dripping with his spit. I brought his trunks up to my face and breathed in deep. They were full of his scent as well as the smell of dried cum. The moan that came out of him was short, he caught himself and knew that we needed to stay as quiet as possible or all 26 stories were going to know what we were doing. When I thought he had my cock wet enough, I tugged him up by his arm. I stuffed the underwear into his mouth and turned him to the short railing dividing the two concrete staircases. He reached out and braced himself on the railing as I took my place behind him. I yanked his running shorts down and squeezed each side of his firm butt. Spreading his ass cheeks apart, I went in tongue first and had his muscled butt pressing against my scruffy cheeks. College boy knew what he was doing and was working his ass muscles around my tongue while I forced some spit inside. While I like the dominance that spitting on a hole before I fuck it sends, I was trying to keep this quiet. I only rimmed him about a minute, but when I got up there was a nice wet spot on the concrete where my dick had drooled some precum. Guiding my cock back where my tongue was a few moments ago, I pushed my hips in and popped inside him with surprising ease. I quickly wondered if he had been playing with toys or had just been fucked. Either way, it was going to make my job easier and keep him quieter. Slowly I slid in, filling his ass with my potent fuckstick. I got most of the way in and then hit that familiar wall. Retreating just an inch, I slammed back in, plowing right through into the inner chamber. College boy stood there almost motionless, with just the faintest trembling in his body as I stood there with my cock inside him, fully rooted. I heard a light moan come from him while I pulled back and drove my hips forward. My cock slowly fucked him for a few minutes, both of us enjoying the friction only a raw fuck can provide. While plowing my dick in and out, I heard a noise and froze. The sound of one of the doors clanking shut echoed up the stairwell, followed by the fading sound of feet shuffling down the stairs that told me there was nothing to worry about. Rocking my hips again, his hole wasn't really slick like if he had been bred earlier, just lubed a little from my spit and precum. At this point I figured he had been working his hole with a dildo or something. It felt fucking awesome, with a good amount of friction and just a little lube. He was getting sloppier but it was my pre that was adding a little more slickness with each stroke. My cock drove in firmly but not quite all the way in. I was trying to balance a good hard fuck and one that wouldn't wake the neighbors. I yanked my cock out and shoved three fingers in, twisting them back and forth for a few moments and shoved my dick back in. College boy groaned, not loudly but I could feel it with my hands which were now wrapped around his neck. Thrusting in, I watched my hips bounce off his ass and then I remembered my phone. I let go of his neck and Leaned over, my cock slipping from his ass but college boy just stood there waiting for more. I aimed my phone's camera at his ass and drove my cock slowly back inside. You could hear his muffled groan again as I pushed through his inner ring and bottomed out. I held there a moment and then began pumping again. I remembered why I hated videoing fucks, I really wanted to get the best fuck out of a bottom rather than pretend I'm Quentin Tarantino or Michael Lucas. The longer I fucked, the shakier the phone got. I pounded him harder and harder and he just braced himself better, spreading his legs a little bit wider. Slamming in, I then slowly pulled my cock out, the video showing his gaping hole slowly close after my cock had fully moved away. Holding the shot on his pussy, I shoved back in and hammered a minute before I couldn't hold back any more. I'm sure if you looked at it from below, you could watch my cock pulse as each rope of diseased cum shot into college boy's fertile tunnel. He could feel each throb of my cock while I shot my seed inside. On my second shot I felt his outer ring start to squeeze and release it's grip around my shaft. For me, there's no better feeling than dumping my cum inside a good bottom and fucking the cum out of him at the same time. I know some tops don't care if a bottom gets off or even make sure they don't, but I love the feeling of a guy milking every drop out of my dick as he orgasms. Hopefully, he was dumping the last of his neg seed on the stairs as my cock delivered the next wave of viral warriors that would claim his body. A few more thrusts and I pumped a few last spurts of charged seed inside him. My phone was still recording and I wanted to capture the cum drip out of the hole that I had just inseminated. When his ass gave one last squeeze, I leaned back slowly and zoomed in at his battered hole. There was no doubt that his hole was filled with cum, but to emphasize what type, I reached back and grabbed the marker from my shorts. Aiming the camera just above his ass, I pulled the cap off with my teeth and wrote "Pozzed" before I tossed the marker on my shorts. I slammed in one more time, burying every inch of my shaft inside. He wasn't expecting it and groaned around the gag in his mouth. Pressing the button and ending my recording, I dropped my phone on my shorts and stood back up. I gripped his torso, pulling him back against my chest and feeling the sweat on his back soak into my tee. "That's your third charged load and I've never fucked a guy more than three times" I whispered into his ear. College boy whimpered while I pulled the trunks from his mouth and then whimpered a little louder when I slipped my cock out of his ass. Using his trunks, I wiped my dick off and stuffed them back in his mouth. I pulled my own shorts on and made sure I had my phone and poppers before going down a few steps. I turned and looked up at him and saw he was staring back at me with a worried look. "Don't forget the plug. You don't want to lose any of that hot load" I said before going down a few more steps. "Oh, and you probably don't want to run around shirtless until you get the marker off your back" I added with a chuckle. Turning again, I jogged down the stairs to my floor.

Fuck yeah. When a cumdump Gs out somewhere someone can fuck it, that's usually the reason why. So they can get cumdumped by some random guys. The real whores admit to doing it on purpose and the closet whores use it as an excuse to get bred by strangers. Some Gd out whore in a bathhouse is likely trying to get wrecked

Thank You very much.

Definitely the more time goes on with the covid thing, the more horny guys get. Some still say chat only on line, but Ive found a few new ones and the younger guys like to breed a fit furry dad. Im off meds, they never ask my status, so who knows what happens. It is hotter and this full moon last night and today is bringing them out to indulge in lust and breeding. Looking forward to me next bud to breed with tonight, who ever he is.

One thing is certain - Guys are going to get it one way or another. Consider Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs, from most to least crucial: 1. Physiological Needs - air, water, food, shelter, clothing, sleep, reproduction (yes, when a guy says, “I need it!” he’s not just horny) 2. Safety Needs - personal security, employment, resources, health, property 3. Love and Belonging - friendship, intimacy, family, sense of connection 4. Esteem - respect, self-esteem, status, recognition, strength, freedom 5. Self-Actualization - desire to be the most one can be All these needs are vital to a human being, but the more basic ones trump those in the next tier. In this case, Maslow might argue that the need for sex (tier 1) would likely win out over an individual’s concern for his health (tier 2). Of course it does - one need only visit the Backrooms of this forum for the proof. An individual’s concern for his health (tier 2) might also trump his needs for friendship, intimacy, sense of connection (all tier 3) and employment and resources (both tier 4) - but not indefinitely. Although all the needs are not equally crucial, they are all necessary for a fully realized person, and must be met in some order or another, often opportunistically. The point is that sex clubs and such venues did not originate simply from the whim of some man with a bankroll and a particularly debauched mind - they arose to meet a combination of human needs that no virus is going to erase. Even now, this discussion isn’t so much about concern over an industry as it is about concern over how we’re all going to get our needs met. I suspect that gatherings will resume, but they may go “underground” for a time, pursued at first mostly by those accustomed to sexual risk-taking, even though the risk extends not just to them but to those around them, because sex will not be denied forever. It may be that in some circles of society exclusive groups arise that segregate on the basis of a rapid on-site Covid test (if developed) where only individuals who test clean are granted admittance. Assuming there actually is a vaccine a year from now (huge If) I feel sure that some new clubs will arise to replace at least some that fail, because the need must be met and nobody leaves cash lying on the ground. What can we do to keep the present ones alive? I don’t know that, on a grand scale, there’s much we can do under the present circumstances. Sometimes you can’t stop a forest fire from taking out a big old tree. When the fire’s out, however, there are always ashes to stimulate new growth, and if we encourage entrepreneurs to start or start anew, and most importantly, elect competent leadership to help us through the recovery, new things will spring up. In the meantime, I think we’re all going to be relying on our apps a lot more 😑 and you can bet your sweet ass they’re going to monetize the hell out of our predicament. If you don’t believe me, review PornHub’s “generousness” in making its premium accounts free because we’re all stuck at home fapping. Great, huh? Except that it’s only free for a week and then they start charging you as normal until you cancel, and it was all a ploy just to get a captive audience to part with their money during a period of record unemployment. Fuck you, PH. See what happens when nobody fucks ErosWired for two months? I start with a nice, reasoned post, and 13 paragraphs later I end up ranting. God, do I need cock. (Tier1.)

Well this whore work his way through college on his hands and knees. Today I don’t have any student loans and neater Will my brother.

Chapter 53; *The Viral Mind Game* I eventually got out what I wanted to say; - I need another ... Oh God ... - Go on, tell Uncle Jim what it is you need. He took his focus from my face and back to working on completely opening up my cunT. I was not anywhere near that yet. He pulled his arm out and went back to FFisting me with both arms upto the middle of his forearms. He could not seem to get any deeper than that just yet with both arms in play. He pushed them in, pulled them out, twisTed and turned, knowing that he was working me up into a frenzy with my sentence still unfinished ... - I need another ... Both hands/forearms pulled out he went back to using the one arm, and very quickly worked on getting upto just past the first part to his Bicep. He stopped right there and did not move a muscle and chose to fix a firm gaze on my eyes. I wasn't really looking at his face at this poinT ... - OI, pig, look at me. I looked at him. Fuck, he knew how to work me and how to get me right where he wanted me, which in this instance was almost his entire arm stuffed deep inside of my cunT and beyond which he had quickly sussed I was a complete weak pig for it (I couldn't get enough of that arm) coupled with a two way intense fixed stare ... - TELL Uncle Jim what it is you are needing another of. His stare became more intense as he was pushing his arm into me much harder and probably only moving forward a few millimetres. I began to high pitch whimper and and grunt as the overbearing pleasure was more than I could take, and the fucker knew it ... - I NEED another pure blood SLAM, Sir. His face instantly became animated with a massive cocky grin. He knew I meant what I was saying albeit in an altered state of mind via meTh use and sleep deprivation. Now it was time to play some fun mind games, make me really BEG for what I was now asking for. He was to FFist my cunT for 6 hours non stop and had now just been working on opening me up for 3 hours. There would now be a short interlude before the next 3 hours, but what was going to happen? Without saying a single word he removed his arm, got up, and left the playroom. A few short moments later he returned to bring some parTy into our play. Once again a tourniquet was placed on my upper arm, a vein located, and a needle inserted. What was I about to receive; A broTherhood shoT (a delicious combination of poz blood and meTh)? .... NO! A pure blood SLAM? .... NO! Just meTh? YES! 💉 He sat on his chair again and in a split second slid in one fisT a few inches past his wrist. He twisTed and turned it, pulled it out and slid it back in several times as I began to fly on my new high. He knew I was getting worked up and horny before this latest meTh slam and knew that by making me high again would tie in nicely to his mind game he was about to play. And then from out of nowhere he done something to me he or no one else has ever done to me, he began to punch fisT me, and with each punch in he'd count ... - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. He pulled his fisT out aggressively for the tenth time, and ... - Now push. Push out that nasTy cunT of yours pig. Push it out, go on, push it out ... I pushed and in one movement I prolapsed out giving a HUGE rose, and I squirted out a MASSIVE amount of cum that with great force exploded out and landed on Uncle Jim's lower chest and abdominal area. He was soaked in just a ridiculous amount of anonymous poz cum. Standing up again he walked over to my head area, scooped up some of the cum that had just sprayed all over him and smeared it all over my face. He kept on scooping up until he had smeared all of what I let go onto my face, and torso. He returned to where he was sitting, moved the chair out of the way, pushed one fisT inside of my cunT, took it out, pushed it inside again, took it out, then he grabbed hold of his Gono-Serpent 🐍 Death Dick and whilst still holding it he pushed it inside of me again, and began to very slowly masturbate inside of my cunT. He leaned in closer to my face with his gaunt yellow face of depraved twisTed lustful expression, and kicked off his mind fuck as my body and mind were in the throws of experiencing the most intense euphoric pleasure they ever had; - So the pig wants another pure blood SLAM does he? - Fuck YES, Sir. - Do you want it, or need it? He continued to slowly masturbate inside of me with his yellow Hep C eyes boring deeply and intently into mine. Our gaze was completely locked, and now an extreme intensity filled the playroom as every single nerve in my body tingled and shuddered in an unbearable ecstasy; - Oh Fuck, I NEED it, I NEED it really bad, Sir. - Then I need you to tell me exactly and precisely why you need it. - I NEED you to take complete control of me. Fill me with your poz Dick. Your hands. Your arms. Your virus. I NEED you to explode inside of me, Sir. It must be the meTh that was turning me from a Dom Top to a complete submissive faGGot bottom. My boyfriend Lew back home in the UK would not recognise who I was, certainly not right at this moment. Uncle Jim straightened up his body and keeping our intense gaze locked he began to masturbate inside of my cunT at a much faster pace. - My virus huh. Which virus of mine are you needing to take complete control of you and explode inside of you then eh, faGGot? - Your med resistant HIV, Sir. He slowed down his masturbating inside of my cunT considerably, and once again leaned his gaunt yellow face close into mine, that intense gaze still locked; - I have Hep C too you know. Two genotypes I gifTed to you lastnight. You very lucky boy. You can't have one virus without the other you nasTy highly viral loaded pig. If I am to pure blood SLAM you again I will need you to not want both viruses I have to gifT to you, but to really NEED both of them. And I mean NEED both of them. He paused speaking, and for a few minutes there was not a word spoken from either of us, just the sounds of the sling chains gently clinking, and the squelching of my wide open gaping cunT that was still being used as a flesh-light as we both continued our fixed gaze that was becoming even more intense by the minute. - I NEED both your med resistant HIV, and HEP C viruses to completely control me and fucking explode inside of me, to completely consume me, Sir. Another dramatic pause for about a minute this time ... - To even consider pure blood SLAMMING you again I am going to need you from right now to continually tell me which viruses of mine you NEED, why you NEED them, and to generally BEG me. And with those last words he took his Serpent tatted Death Dick out of my cunT that was now super Gaping, sat back on his chair in front of the sling, and spent the next 3 hours FFisting me using either just the one or both arms, or one FFist if he was punch FFisting me. During these 3 hours I grunted and moaned with pleasure as I flew high and in between relentlessly stating which specific viruses I was desperate for, why I needed them, and generally begging for a direct recharge. As these 3 hours wore on I was able to take both forearms at the same time right to the elbow, and his one arm upto his shoulder. At least once every 10 minutes or so he would rail me with an aggressive punch fisTing! I think I had found my calling; A FFisting bottom! 👊🌹💪

Chapter 52; *From reSLAM 💉 to Bicep 💪, to Stevie-boy needing something ...* I do not know how long I had been passed out for at the poinT Uncle Jim returned to his play room, but the slight sound of the door opening to the playroom made me suddenly jump awake from my sleep. But I remained sleepy. He had brought with him a glass of an electrolyte drink so I would remain stable. Good to know I was in such caring and very much capable hands. In fact I was about to find out how capable they indeed were! He started to firmly slap my face; - Hey PiG, wake up, c'mon, wakey wakey, Uncle Jim has another gifT for you *slap slap* c'mon, wake up. I eventually roused for enough of a time to communicate with him for a short while. First of all he made me drink the electrolyte drink, and then just like on stage at the warehouse, he crouched by my head as I lay in the sling to speak to me, continuing to talk in his sinister and depraved sounding tone of voice; - You have to be one of the cutest yet nastiesT pigs that I have ever had lay in this sling. So, tell me pig, are you enjoying my fucked up viruses growing inside of you? - Yes Sir. - And do you want even more of Uncle Jim's fucked up virus inside of you, corrupting your very own DNA? - Yes Sir. - Then BEG me for it. Beg me for M☢️RE! - Please Sir, load me up with more of your nasTy virus. Increase my viral load. PLEASE Sir. Fuck my cunT and fill me with your toxic viral filth. - OH piggy, nasTy nasTy piggy, I think I can do much better than just merely fucking you to increase that already impressive viral load of yours. You up for another pure blood SLAM? - Yes Sir. - Oh you are so fucked up boy. *A deep and dark sinister laugh entered into my ear canal as the man in charge got off on the power and depravity of the situation*. Oh Fuck YEAH, you are one special pig alright, all so willing and very eager to the poinT of begging to be SLAMMED with even more of my virulent med resistant strain. Let's recharge you up then. He got up and attached a tourniquet to his arm and one to my arm. I watched on as the syringe filled up with his extremely toxic blood, imagining the viruses contained within bursting to be let loose inside of me. Once the needle was out of his vein he pressed on his arm for a short while, then, it was time to exert more power and control over me. In went the same dirTy needle, and slowly in went his highly charged corrupt DNA, charging into my system with no barrier and no way of going back to reverse the extra filth that I just had pumped into me. Once done he slid his serpent tatted 🐍 Dick of Death deep inside of me, leaned over my body and towards my face, and shoved his tongue down my throat, kissing me deeply and with an intense passion. Although still super exhausted I felt a slight surge of energy and a deep connection with my SLAMMER as we kissed deeply and fucked even deeper. Even though he was a very long 11" in length with his Dick, I could not feel it pumping away inside of me. The sensation was very odd, like his Dick was actually part of my cunT anatomy, as one, and that it was two pieces of warmth coexisting together naturally. He stopped kissing me and brought his lips to my ear, whispering; - You filthy whore. You nasTy faGGot. Such a greedy pig desperate for as many toxic gifTs as he can get. I suppose you want me to load you with more poz cum, is that it? - Yes please Sir. Charge up my nasTy poz cunT. Show me who is the boss around here. - Oh, don't you worry, I am gonna show you who is boss alright, but as for my load, you are going to have to learn to be patient. He straightened himself up, withdrew from my sloppy as hell gaping hole, got himself a chair positioning it at the end of the sling to commence a FFisting of my very swollen, battered, loose, dripping with NasTy poz cum, cummy cunT. On his first attempt at slipping just two fingers inside of me his entire hand up to and just past his wrist with great ease and absolutely no effort slipped in instead. Having been almost constantly fucked and high on meTh for an entire day I was now really gaping. However, I was about to be made even wider. For the next 6 solid hours he worked on widening the gape as it currently stood. Within minutes of him starting I had lapsed back into my drifting in and out of vivid almost lucid like dreaming of broken sleep. 3 hours in to my gape widening I was in a heavy doze but not quite asleep, but almost, when I felt my face being slapped firmly again; - Hey PiG, wake up, c'mon, wakey wakey, wanna see what Uncle Jim can do ... *slap slap* c'mon, wake up. - Eh, wha', what's happening. - WAKE up PiG! I've got something great to show you. - What is it *I said sleepily* - I NEED you to wake up properly *slap slap* ... C'mon ... - I'm awake, I'm awake. What is it. Is it something fun? - Oh YES, it is a LOT if fun. 💪 I was now alert enough for him to show me what he wanted to show me, and for me to engage. He sat back on the chair and put both of his hands inside of me halfway up his forearms. Yeah, I could feel that. Fuck, it felt intense and extremely pleasurable. He worked on me like that for a while ... - Wanna see Uncle Jim's next trick? - Yes please Sir. Both of his hands came out with one hand going back in, up to halfway of his forearm, then, to his elbow, then .... my cunT lips were now gripping onto the first part of his bicep, and FUCK, I felt like I was about to explode and take off. I suddenly woke up properly and felt like I was beginning to come up again on meTh. I started to pant, and grunt, then as it was getting even more intense I took my eyes to his face with my expression scrunched up in a this pleasure is too much to handle look. His face at first was focused in on my now super stuffed poz cunT, and then .... Our eyes met. His look said it all. He was looking at me as though to say *You really are an extremely nasTy pig, and I am loving having my arm buried deep inside your poz gaping soft velvety fleshy cunT*. I started to speak, but could not get my words out as I was experiencing such intense pleasure; - Please, I ... - 'I' what? - I need another ... - 'I need another' what? What is it you need pig? What was Stevie-boy needing? Another arm inside maybe?

(Cont…) That knock would play out in my head for years to come. That knock was the start of a slippery slope — a slope that would ultimately lead me 10 years later, blackout in a trashy motel, throating a 9mm pistol, effectively destroyed no matter the rules of his game. But that night 10 years ago? I just thought it was going to be some quick, rough fun. — Part 2. I felt my phone buzz. “Just knock when you’re here.” Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I was so fucking in over my head. And fuck me, I knew it. I had walked maybe 10 feet up his concrete driveway in East LA. And you could hear my heartbeat out in Malibu. I knew I was in over my head, but also knew how hot that was, how much it made my dick stir and my hole pulse. I was going to get fucked by this latino thug, maybe he’d slap me around a little, call me a puto. Maybe he’d even want his cum inside me. I was ready to have some fun, and that adrenaline? That uncertainty? It was hot. I could use some rough sex. But David? He wanted exactly what he told me he would want. My 20-year-old self… I just didn’t realize. I didn’t listen even when he told me exactly the truth. I didn’t listen when he repeated it before I came over that night. I didn’t listen, and I, well, I guess I needed the lesson. I needed that ultimate moment that shifts your life path, that moment when we discover who we really are. I far from knew it yet, but that's the lesson I needed. Its like some god of debauchery, some figure meant to corrupt born-fags — he let me ignore the warning signs, he let me look past so much... all of David's own warnings, all of those bullshit sexual assault seminars on campus about responsible behavior, all those things that Pastor Eric told me I'd be drawn to if I chose to be gay. I ignored all of it. And, well. There I was. Hard as a rock. I knocked. I remember how he opened the door, never showing himself. I remember the scent of sweat and man and drugs — I’d remember… after it was over… I'd remember that smell. That smell, that filthy reality — it was my future. I knew it. Somewhere deep down… past the porn, and the fantasy… I just knew. Years later I’d remember how that smell meant I was really getting used. Fucked Up Used. There was a connection there, some cerebral soldering that would turn every drug fueled gang bang of my 20s into a drug unto itself. An addictive one. One that meant I'd pursue extremes, submit myself to Men, hurt myself for men. It meant I'd sell myself to men not for profit, but to prove a point about hierarchy. That smell eventually meant I was doing it just fucking right; that night, that night it was simply new. David opened the door. After I stepped inside, into the dark, I got a glimpse from a light in the corner. He was fucking huge. Built. 6’3, maybe 6’4. Fit, dark skinned. Tatted with full sleeves. “Christ” was written across his chest. I couldn’t see it, but I knew: he was hung. I shut the door and smiled at him. I was going to have some hot, rough, fun sex. And then he slapped me. He slapped me so hard my head spun. He drew blood. Not a lot, but enough that I felt it and saw it on my hand. I had to catch myself with a step sideways. I was so off balance, and he caught me. I guess you’d call it a catch? He reached one arm out, and it was enough to support my entire weight. I remember thinking he cared. That I told him I liked slapping. That this was fun. It would be fun. I just need to, reset, ya know? This was just a heavy start. “You knocked, fag. We know what that means." And then -- and it felt so odd -- he touched my hair with his free hand, he touched it gently even. Like I was a prized possession. My cock had gone from shriveled with fear to rock hard instantly. I remember answering him, trying to sound seductive. "That we get to have some fun?" I coyly answered. "Not 'we' faggot." He pulled his arm back, made a fist, and our eyes held contact. He punched me square in the face, my body going limp as he pulled out his other arm; I hit the floor and I was out fucking cold. He, for the first time that night, was rock fucking hard.

Note to all my stories: What I post in the fiction section is really and truly fiction, products of my diseased, perverted mind. This story had its start in a guy I saw at Club Z many years ago, long before I discovered bugchasing. He was a troll, looking at him disgusted me, skinny, wasted, missing teeth, much like the Troll in this story. As revolted as I was I couldn't help being fascinated by his cock, it was lovely. Long, hard, perfectly formed, my mouth almost watered watching him stroke it slowly as he looked me in the eye. I wanted to suck it, feel it slide up my ass, squirt me full of his obviously diseased cum. He smiled at me and I turned and fled. I never saw him again, but I still think, what if...? Infected By the AIDS Troll I swallowed when I looked at the Troll, he was obviously sick. I'd seen guys with full blown AIDS before and it had always disgusted me. Now it made my dick hard to look at him and imagine his diseased cock raping my neg ass. He was gaunt, obviously ill, with a big belly that was not from beer. His legs were spotted with a few small Kaposi's marks. He didn't look that bad, but he obviously had AIDS. Did I actually want to let this diseased, AIDS ridden troll fuck me and cum in me? My dick throbbed with the answer, I did. I'd taken never taken a load I knew was poz, had just tested neg after a long dry spell. Now was my chance to get what all my jerk off fantasies revolved around, taking a poz load. I'd finally had to admit to myself that it turned me on more because it would be a load of AIDS cum. We were at a meet and greet for poz men. The organizers put a line in the publicity for the meeting that reluctantly welcomed 'poz friendly neg men', an obvious euphemism for bugchasers like me. I'd recently admitted to myself that I was a bugchaser, what better place to find someone willing and eager to spread the bug than here? I'd thought I'd meet some hot, young, fit guy and go back to his place and get poz fucked. Now my asshole was wet and aching to feel the Troll's diseased cock raping it, tearing it up, making it bleed so his AIDs bug would surely infect me. Troll smiled, a big, shit-eating grin. sure enough, no teeth, just raw gums. I almost shot my load, he was disgusting, I knew I'd be his bitch in minutes. He'd zeroed in and approached me, his name was Tom. The place was packed, he pushed up against me, pressing his hard cock into my butt, then reached around and groped my equally hard cock. We spoke briefly, then he wandered away and circulated, but his eyes kept track of me. My descent into bugchasing started when I saw references to 'charged loads', 'gifting' and 'pozzing' on the net. Soon all my fantasies featured me taking poz loads. When I first stumbled across accounts of young guys taking loads from old, AIDS ridden trolls I'd been revolted, but my dick was always rigid and oozing. More and more I jerked off to more extreme bugging fantasies featuring disgusting AIDS ridden trolls. Why was my dick hard and oozing, about to cum in my pants when I looked at him? I tried desperately to hide it, but I wanted him to bend me over the table and give me the hardest buttfucking of my life, ramming his diseased cock in me hard enough to tear my ass bloody and give the virus that infected his cum a straight shot at my bloodstream. Tom snickered as looked me up and down, he knew what I needed. He wore loose sweat bottoms and his cock was swelling as he looked me, tenting the crotch of the sweats. I couldn't help but stare, it was obviously large, thick and long, I went weak in the knees with a need to suck it, to make it grow, make it hard, so he could violate my neg ass and infect me with his disease. The place had thinned out a bit, men were making out, a few were on their knees sucking, one pair were fucking urgently. Tom looked at me and leered, my time was near. He pushed his sweats down and his cock flopped out. I whimpered, it was beautiful, magnificent, long, thick, big helmet head, a long foreskin lapping over a huge PA. My ass ached as I thought of how much it would hurt when he shoved that AIDS dick in me, how he'd tear my ass open and create clear paths for his disease to find it's way into my bloodstream and infect me. He pulled his shirt up and pushed his sweats down, he was gaunt and wasted, full belly, obviously diseased, Kaposi's on his thighs. I swallowed and dropped my pants to my knees, then turned around, leaned against the drink rail and stuck my ass out. Seconds later I felt the wet head of Tom's cock nuzzle my needy asshole. I moaned and pushed back, he chuckled and slapped me. "Easy, boy! I'm the boss here, you're nothing but a sick bugchasing bitch. You'll get what you want, but you'll get it like I want to give it to you. Tom pumped nine inches of hard dick in and out of me. He popped the head out, then back in, fuck it felt good! A few more minutes of slow fucking and he chuckled. "You like my AIDS dick in you, don't you?" "Fuck yeah, fuck it's good, give it to me." "Oh, I will, you're gonna get what you want tonight, gonna pump a creamy load of my AIDS cum into your tight neg ass, just like you want. I'm full blown. Yeah, you're gonna get it tonight, gonna poz you tonight, gonna infect you tonight." My stomach lurched when he said that. His dick felt so good in me, I loved he had AIDS. He would infect me, I should ask him to stop, or pull out and cum on my ass, not in it. It was so good getting fucked, it was so hot having an AIDS infected cock in me. My ass felt really wet, like when a man had cum in me, had he? I couldn't, but I knew some guys could cum more than once per fuck. Had he already shot in me? My dick pulsed at the thought, I could have AIDS cum in me now! I almost shot my load, it was so hot thinking about getting AIDS cum in me, I wanted it. "You gonna cum in me, gonna fill me with AIDS cum?" "Already shot once, your neg ass is full of my AIDS cum, my AIDS babies are in you now, I just pozzed you, just infected you, you got my strain." I moaned and shot my load, it was too late, he'd cum in me. No point in asking him to stop. And it felt so good, I wanted another load of his poison cum. "Fuck that's hot, cum in me again, give me another load of AIDS cum!" "Oh, I am, I'm pozzing you tonight, just like you wanted." "Fuck yeah, poz me, give it to me, poz me, infect me with HIV! Give me your strain!" I wanted it, wanted to get pozzed, infected with HIV. I might already have been, would be if he fucked me enough. Yes, he was infecting me now. "Sure thing, bitch, gonna infect you tonight, just like you want, gonna infect you with HIV." "Yes, infect me, infect me with HIV. I want you to infect me with HIV, I want your strain!" I looked at him fucking me in the mirror, he was full blown, he had AIDS. I felt his swollen AIDS belly against me and knew he was for real. I wanted his strain. "Give me your load, I want your strain, infect me with HIV!" "Already have you sick fucking faggot, already infected you, take my AIDS cum, faggot!" He shoved in hard and moaned, I felt his cock swell and a warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated and filled my ass with his AIDS cum, giving me his strain.

I grew up on a farm never knowing my father only my mother. We raised some crops to eat as we are vegetarians so no meat for us. We would go to town once or twice a year to pick up supplies, my Mother would not let me talk to others as she said they were evil people. We had no TV , Internet Telephone or a radio in the house. I was homeschooled by my mother with the few books we had. A few days after I turned 18 Mother became really sick, so all I could do is go down to the road and flag down a car for help as a state trooper stop then called the ambulance. While at the hospital a man came up to me and said he was my uncle on my father side and stood by me while I waited for news about my mother. I was told by my uncle that Mother was dead and I was to go with him. In the car we drove back to the farm so I could collect my things, but my uncle was really looking through my mothers papers. Once he found them he told me I will be getting new clothes where we are going so I won't need the rage I have. We drove for 2 days until we came to my uncles home, it was a big building and he said it was all his. Once inside there was this boy Jess who is about me age . Jess was naked and hairless except for the cage on his cock and the metal collar around his neck, Uncle kiss him and ask is everything is ready, yes uncle. Jess ask if I wanted a glass of juice, I said yes, as I drank it it tasted funny with a metallic taste but I was thirsty , a few minutes later I could barely stand, as uncle and Jess help me to the basement.

Amazing vid clip. The cum that leaks out and coats the Top's hard cock is awesome. The best is how the hole really opens up and pushes out. I know from both ends how that feels: my hole is just like that and on the rare occasions I top, I love the feeling of a wide open hole on my cock.

Such a great thing. It only encourages me to use the forums, read, discuss, share, fantasize and dream about what we all love. So its a very good system!

Your writing is excellent! I'm really enjoying the story so far, and there are a bunch of details that are just like little gems... 💛💙 Oddly enough, I have had both of those exact thoughts, nearly verbatim, about the subject. And, most intriguing... [emphasis mine] Given what we know about Daniel, why would he do that? Looking forward to the unfolding!

I will definitely post a pic of my cum when your story gets to the point of having Daniel get pozzed.

Not really that alarming. The study you're referencing is probably: [think before following links] https://www.livescience.com/coronavirus-found-in-semen.html Some noteworthy things from the study: * Only 16% of people were found to have traces of the virus in their semen * There is no evidence that the virus found was actually infectious or if it was just leftover dead virus particles. * This study was just looking at people actively infected or barely just recovered, but several other studies looking at people a longer amount of time after infection found zero virus trace in the semen. Need more data before we can say it's a problem for fucking.

Would be so hot to play with you two brothers. Both on the same raunchy wavelength.

Pandora's Box Pure fiction! I was on my way home from work one Saturday night when I passed by my favorite book store, which by chance, I hadn't visited for quite some time. I was pleasantly surprised to see the parking lot was full, so I decided to take a look around. Entering the store, I knew I would need some one dollar bills to feet the video machines, so I approached the man seated on a stool behind the counter to break the twenty that was in my pocket. The clerk was stocky, had a big beer belly and, to my amazement, was naked from the waist down, and he had been stroking a nice, big, fat cock. It turns out he had been watching a bareback video of a group of men gangbanging a guy. "Private party tonight. We're closed." He looked me up and down his eyes settling on my crouch which was starting to bulge. I didn't look up as my gaze was focused on his cock. Something about his brazen behavior encouraged me to comment "Damn, I was really looking forward to sucking some cock tonight," adding "That's a hot video you're watching. Makes me wish I was getting fucked bareback by all those cocks." "You got any stds?" he asked. "Been tested?" "No, and yes, I'm clean" I replied. "Show me" he said. He could tell I was confused by his order, so he added "Take of your clothes and show me your cock and ass." Now I hesitated, not sure if he was joking. "You said you wished you we're getting gangbanged bareback so let me see if you look like the kind of fuck pig we like." I've only been fucked a few times and the thought of getting used by more than one guy had my cock straining to get loose. Although I'm over 60 I'm still in very good shape. I keep my ass, balls and cock shaved and I'm always being told how sexy I am. "I'm told I am very fuckable." I was wearing only a pair of gym shorts, a tee shirt and sneakers, so I slipped my shorts down and my seven inch cock was already sticking straight out. I am naturally smooth and have almost no hair from my neck to my crotch. The clerk definitely approved as his cock jumped to full attention. I bent over and spread my ass cheeks, giving him a view of my little brown fuck hole. No sooner had I done this than he spat in his palm and lubed-up my ass, massaging my hole with his index finger, probing deeply, and then offering me his finger to suck. "Lick bitch," he ordered as he stuck it in my mouth. I did as I was told. His finger, of course, smelled and tasted like my ass. I greedily sucked away. He apparently liked what I was offering 'cause he remarked "The fuck pig who was supposed to be here tonight didn't show so you get to take his place," adding "There are about 15 guys back the back now with more on the way." "Has everyone been tested for HIV?" I asked. "Positively" he replied. "We want to treat that negative cunt of yours properly," as he picked up a black felt marker and briefly wrote on my ass cheeks. "What are you writing?" I asked. "'Bareback fuck pig' and 'Cum here' with an arrow to your fuck hole. We want to make sure everyone knows you want your ass filled with spunk." "Now we need something nasty for your face". "How about", "clean your fuck stick here" with an arrow to your mouth? "Fuck stick AND ass cleaner". I suggested. "You are a nasty little faggot fuck pig aren't you". "I am" I replied. He used the market to write the message on my face. Well let's not keep them waiting. Leave your shorts and shirt here. You won't be needing them. Lose your shoes and socks as well". We went back past the video booths to the end of the hall and through a door into a large dimly lit room. There were 4 large screen tvs on the far wall providing the only illumination in the room. I was unable to see anything except the tvs. One was showing a compilation of asses oozing cum. Another was showing a gang bang scene, muscle tops barebacking a twink. The third was a compilation of ass to mouth action. The fourth screen was almost black but I could vaguely make out what looked like a short tall bench. "Fresh meat boys" my guide said. What the fuck am I doing I thought? I'm about to fuck God knows how many strangers bareback, suck strangers cocks and lick asses. I'd never fucked more than one cock at a time and I had no idea if my ass was up for the pounding it was going to get. Oh well, what the fuck, at least they had all been tested. I'd been very lucky as I always let anybody fuck me bareback. "Where'd you get him?" Someone asked. "Totally shaved just like we like them". "The dumb pig cum bucket just walked in". "Said anyone could fuck his negative cunt bareback as long as they were tested". "Wants to rim our asses to". "If they are clean" I added. "Oh we will make sure they are cleaned properly". "What about lube? I didn't bring any". "We got any of our special lube? "Yeah, it was a very busy day in the video booths. " Everyone laughed. "It's edible, smells and taste like cum. I've loaded it into this squirting dildo. What do you think?" He held a cock shaped dildo up to my face and pressed a plunger at the bottom. A clear liquid oozed from from the hole in the tip of the phalanx. It smelled like cum. I licked it and it tasted like cum. "Wow! Smells and tastes like the real thing". "Bend over Cumbag"."Time to lube your cum pit". I bent over and he placed the dildo at the opening of my joy hole. He depressed the plunger as he worked the dildo into my cock pit. He would push it in pull it out, squirt some more lube on the opening then push it in again until he finally had all 6 inches of the dildo in my fuck hole. "Fuck that feels good". "I think I'm ready for the real thing. " He pulled it out and stuck it in my mouth. It tasted like cum and shit hole. "Lick it clean pig". "Now face down on the fuck bench". There were rails along the side for my knees and with my knees up close to my chest it left my fuck hole fully exposed and open to be fucked. The bench was supported by a hydraulic piston on each end which allowed it to be raised or lowered to get either of my fuck holes to the right height. "Ready to get your ass bred?" I nodded. "Beg for it. " "Fuck my ass.""Pump it full of cum"."seed it deep with your spunk" No sooner had I spoken then a cock was rammed hard into my man cunt. "You like that cock in your faggot cum dump cunt" "Fuck yes, it feels so fucking good". "Fuck me hard and deep. Breed my fuck hole". "You like getting fucked by a strangers bareback?" "Yes use me like a piggy sissy boy cum bucket" He started hammering my hole hard and deep. "Beg for it cunt, beg to be fucked hard and deep". "Yes, fuck me hard and deep. Drain your balls". "I want all your cum deep inside my ass". "How did bareback a cum dump pussy boy like you keep from getting the bug?" "Only let hiv negative guys fuck me". I replied. I had to admit fucking strangers bareback with the very real possibility of getting pozed was a turn on. The danger just added to the thrill. " His thrusts were slowing down and he moved cock side to side and up and down as he ground his hard throbbing cock inside my fuckhole. "Well here's your first load of poz spunk you dumbass Cumbag ". A chant of "Poz the cunt"rose from the group of men surrounding us. My own cock was getting even harder. "Look at his cock" someone said. "It likes poz cum". The guy with his cock buried in my ass let out a deep guttural moan and I could feel his cock head swell as he released a huge load of his demon seed deep in my bowels. He kept his cock there until all his poz spunk had been drained in my fuck hole. To be continued.

Just had the neighbor kid stop by and unload inside me. 20 yr old hairy Latino kid with a thick 7.5uc. Loves to eat my hole and use his spot as lube. Love it when he spits on my face while he’s pounding my hole raw. He’ll prob stop by later tonight again. Told me he’s been super horny lately and needs to empty his balls. Some days he comes over like 3/4 times just to unload. Gawd i love working from home.

Haven't had it done but it's been a long time fantasy that I would luv to become realty! I would also luv to be whored out as a party favor cum dump! Get endlessly gang banged in the center of a room by a group of partiers.

Skys are clear, but its dark and cloudy here...

“Hi Mike, I’m Jason Dr X’s assistant. Very nice to meet you” ”Nice to meet you too Jason, please come in” Mike held the door open for Jason, as he stepped inside. “This shouldn’t take too long Mike, I just need to collect a few samples and we will go over what to expect on Saturday. Assuming all the STD panels come back good. I know you said you haven’t caught anything, but we just want to make sure.” ”I completely understand” Mike replied. ”Kitchen table work okay for what we need?” He asked as he led Jason into the house. ”Yep that works perfect!” Mike led Jason to the kitchen and pulled a couple of chairs out. Jason removed a backpack from his shoulder and set it down while taking a seat. Mike followed in his own chair. ”Okay Mike, first thing and I hope you don’t mind. I need you to sign an NDA before we go any further. “ ”What is the NDA for?” Mike asked “Basically states, that you won’t discuss or disclose anything we talk about today or the procedure. The Dr likes to keep this on the quiet side and does not want details to be shared in the public” ”Okay, I can completely understand that” Jason pulled a folder from his bag and removed a document from it. He also grabbed a pen and handed them to Mike. Reading them over Mike signed and dated them, sliding them back to Jason, he put them back in the folder. ”Okay, now we can do the blood draws and other samples we’ll need Mike.” Jason started pulling tubes and containers out of his backpack. “So I’ll take two blood draws, a mouth swab, a urine sample, and just before I leave I’ll need a semen sample.” ”What’s the semen sample for?” Mike asked, feeling a little embarrassed. ”Well you stated that you’ve had a vasectomy, so the Dr. just wants to make sure you are still swimmer free”. ”Ah, yeah that makes sense” Jason started the process of the blood draws and as he did, he started to give Mike some background on the Dr. “Dr. X, and yes, he is a real Doctor. He’s been a general practitioner for about 10 years now. He spent a year in Africa doing Doctors Without Borders. While there he contracted HIV. Unfortunately, his particular strain is med resistant, so he does everything he can to stay healthy. There is a whole story behind this, but it is his to share. (*hint*). The idea behind his insemination procedure started when he had a patient come in with flu symptoms. The gentleman was obviously not feeling well, but he was actually happy and asked the doctor for an HIV test. Confused the doc asked him why that made him happy. The patient went on to tell him that he had been chasing HIV for over a year and letting anyone with it have sex with him bareback. He went on to explain that he knew he sounded crazy, but he truly wanted to have this, it spoke to him on a very deep level and he felt it was the next step in his journey of life and once he had it. Somewhere down the road he would like to share it with someone else who felt the same way. To be able to pass on his DNA and keep it living. So basically, that is where the idea for the insemination procedure started. The doc liked the idea of passing on his DNA, but he would only do it with individuals that were absolutely positive about it and were looking to further their own journey. Like you Mike” While Jason has been talking about this, he had drawn my blood and swabbed my cheek. Now he asked ”Think you can give me a urine sample?” ”Sure” Mike replied. Taking the cup, he went into his bathroom and filled it up. His mind was completely racing with all the information that he had received so far. Screwing the company back on, finished up and washed his hands. He brought the cup back to Jason. Jason started talking again. “Okay so, here’s what to expect now Mike. We will have the results back for all the tests by Tuesday, so once they are in I will give you a call. At that time assuming everything is good, we will send over a kit that you will need to use on Friday. Do you think you can take Friday off by chance? You’ll be on the toilet a lot.” ”Yeah, I can take Friday off. What is in the kit?” ”It’s basically a smaller version of a colon cleanse, just to make sure your completely cleaned out for the insemination. We have found it really helps because not only are you completely empty, but it also slightly irritates the lining for better reception of the semen. So on Saturday morning, I will pick you up at 8 AM. Once in the car I will ask you to put on a blindfold, this is just so we can keep the location of the office anonymous. Once in the office and in the room, the blindfold can be removed. At this point, you’ll do a little paperwork , then I’ll have you disrobe and get on the stand. I’ll prep you for the procedure. Then at 10 AM, the doctor will come in, he will explain the whole procedure, what to expect and what happens. He will perform the procedure, then after it is complete I will clean you up. You can then get dressed and I will take you home, blindfolded again. We will go over the aftercare while you are at the office also okay?” ”Yeah, that all sounds good, I’m really excited and kind of nervous too” “No worries Mike, any other questions you have at the moment?” ”Umm I don’t think so” ”I threw a lot of information at you, so if you think of anything, let me know. I’m really happy to answer any questions. So we’re about done here. Except for the semen sample. You ready for that?” ”Umm yeah I guess, kinda weird doing that with you here” Jason laughed. “No need to be embarrassed Mike, We’re just a couple of guys. Here stand up quick.” Mike stood up and before he could even say a word, Jason grabbed his gym shorts and pulled them down. And In the next moment he had Mikes cock in his mouth. He was taken completely off guard, but then that all went out of his head as Jason worked his cock over with his expert skills, Mikes head tilted back as a moan escaped from his lips. Jason definitely knew what he was doing. Mike was in heaven as he felt his cock going down the back of Jason’s throat, Mike knew he would cum fast if he kept that up and Jason must have read his mind because he kept the deep throating up. Mike looked down at Jason as he bobbed his head up and down his shaft. “I’m getting close” he mumbled. Jason grabbed the cup from the table, never missing a beat as he sucked Mikes cock. ”Oh god! I’m gonna cum!” Mike yelled Jason pulled off his cock and put the head in the specimen cup and he stroked Mikes cock. Mike let out a loud groan as the first shot of cum exploded from his head. More followed as Jason slowly milked him completely. He felt mike shudder and then released him from his grip. ”There we go!” He said as he stood up. “See that was easy” He laughed as he looked at Mike. Mike looked back at him. “Wow! That was amazing!” ”Holding the specimen cup up, Jason said. “This reminds me, no more for you this week. Please refrain from a sexual activities including masturbating. Doctors orders! Now I need to get going, we need this specimen fresh for examination.” With that, Jason packed everything up in his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. “Remember, if you have any questions please get in touch with me. I’m happy to answer anything.” Jason started walking towards the door, and Mike followed him, still a little dazed from the head he just received. Reaching around Jason, he grabbed the door and opened it for Jason. ”Okay, I’ll be in touch on Tuesday” ”Okay, sounds good! Thanks for everything Jason!” Looking back, Jason smiled and winked at him. “Talk to you soon”

Chapter 48 continued ... The feet to the wooden fuck bench were capped with steel and was situated inside a 15" high steel rectangular trough, so any piss or cum from my parTy would during the course of the long night collect. And with 6-6-6 party goers there was going to be an insane amount of cum and piss being produced. Either side of the fuck bench and to the front and back of it were a set of small steps so anyone and everyone could have full access to me, whether that be fucking my mouth, cunT, or just pissing on me from splashing warm wet height. The trough, fuck bench, and myself were also inside a huge three sided cage (with behind me being the open entrance), with the cage being 10 foot by 10 foot. The wall of the cage that was in front of me was just one massive mirror so I could see everything going on behind me. When I did regain consciousness not only did I discover that I was tied down, I soon learned that I had a spider gag strapped around my head, and had a steel collar with internal spikes around my neck. I soon felt a tug, and via the leash connected to this steel collar my head was brought up so I had nowhere to look but straight ahead into the wall to wall mirror, and there he was, my poz Arabian demon bull holding onto me tightly with the leash. As he firmly pulled on the leash he fucked me with strong powerful merciless thrusts as the Asmodeus chanting that I first heard earlier in the basement bellowed out from the speakers to this abandoned warehouse. Yet now, that sternum stabbing pain I was feeling earlier had completely disappeared; This meTh'd up p☣️z faGGot was now wide OPEN, and ready to accept absolutely anything and everything anyone had to share! And behind us I could now see 100's of completely unmedicated highly charged up PiGs, all of whom were wearing Gas Masks as per dress code, and who were all either completely naked, or completely naked with thigh high waders. They were either looking towards me masturbating, or fucking each other, with no build up to penetration, just grabbing hold of each other and slamming in their toxic meaT with one another. It was an extreme t☣️xic frenzy.

Chapter 46; *The beginning of a 9 poinT turn* 💉💉💉💉💉💉💉💉 ........ 💉! I could now hear another chant bellowing from the basement speakers just like from when I was in the bathroom. However, this time the chant was to Asmodeus; Upon reaching the bottom of the steps I could see my boss Ayan facing away from me wearing a hooded black cloak. All I could see was the shape of the cloak as it covered him. By the broad shape I knew it was him. I immediately froze on the spot as I watched the ritual unfold. Ayan was mumbling something which I could not hear through the loud chants bouncing off the walls, ceiling and every object contained within the dark basement. He was surrounded by a large open circle of lit black candles as he sat on a bright red reversed pentagram etched onto a black marble floor. In front of Ayan was a shoulder height altar with tall black candles burning in silver candelabras and burning incense on top of it, and leaning against it at ground level were two more goat skulls, and some small silver swords. As he mumbled something unintelligible to my ears he was cutting his finger tips and rubbing the blood that he drew from them onto small pieces of paper which was followed by throwing the blood tainted paper into a goblet of flames. As I watched on I heard in the background the basement door shut, bolt, and be locked. I might have been high but I suddenly felt I really had to get out of there. I quickly turned around, and Uncle Todd stood there, naked, wearing his executioner hood, and moving his basement key holding wrist up and down in my direction; - Going somewhere are we? Not so fast PiG! He suddenly had an angry tone in his voice and a very stern look; - I TOLD you to lay in front of the altar. The beast does not favour disobedience. Lay on your back, legs together, and your arms by your sides facing up. Now GO! - Yes Sir *I responded meekly* I lay in the position I was ordered to, sideways to the altar and the entrance to the open circle that Boss Ayan was inside, in between both. I could not see his face properly because his head was slightly bowed and because of the large hood to his cloak. Todd came over holding 9 syringes full of meTh 💉, walked inside of the reversed pentagram circle, where his husband stood up, removed his cloak to reveal his massive broad Arabian physique marked by those two Scorpion tattoos on his pecs 🦂🦂. Without a word uttered he extended his arms in front of himself where he then had two tourniquets attached, with Todd promptly drawing charged up t☣️xic blood into each and every one of the 9 shoTs of meTh, immediately turning them into broTherhood shoTs. The two tourniquets were removed then attached to my arms. - Now keep VERY still. - Yes Sir. One by one I had 4 broTherhood shoTs attached to each arm. As they were inserted into my veins I had my head very slightly turned to look at my boss, who was now stood in the middle of the circle, right on top of the reversed pentagram, hands clasped behind his back, and head bowed. His HUGE unmedicated Monster donkey Dick very slightly swung like a pendulum on a Grandfather clock. It looked to be at least 90% flaccid. With 8 broTherhood shoTs of meTh and blood infected with HIV as a minimum stuck into my arms ready to be injected, a final instruction came; - Straighten your neck, look straight towards the ceiling, and keep completely STILL. - Yes Sir. He placed the 9th broTherhood shoT resting on my navel, went and got a permanent red marker pen, and wrote on my chest; S6AT6A6N's WHORE. And then he wrote onto my forehead; 6-6-6. As he wrote on me Todd began to get really verbally nasTy with me; - Look at you, what a complete fucked up nasTy whore you are full of absolute rotten viral filth, and becoming more toxic by the minute, and wanting even more ... ... Don't worry, with these 9 broTherhood shoTs your current viral load of 274 million WILL definitely increase, and with99 parTy goers tonight ALL of whom are going to blow their fucked up filthy seed up your poz piggy guts your current viral load is going to fucking explode. 💀🦂☣️

Chapter 45; *The return of Uncle Chad* ... I suddenly felt something penetrate my bloodied cunT, BUT, I could not see anyone there. And whatever it was it began to fuck me with the sling swinging back and forth. I actually felt whatever it was inside of me move in and out of my gaping demon fucked poz hole, and all I could do was let out muffled grunts through Todd's soiled Jockstrap .... OUCH; From out of nowhere I felt a sharp claw like scratch scratch me from near my left nipple right down and across to the bottom of my right rib cage. What the fuck was that!? Then I heard a voice speak softly to me in my right ear; - Stevie, .... Steeeeevie, I am back. Uncle Chad is here. Uncle Chad is fucking you. Nothing can separate us now. We are bound by our blood bond for eternity! This could not be, he only died this morning. Well, it was him, returned as a dark spirit, and he would fuck me or anyone else I was with if he wanted to, if the ports were open for him to enter our realm. My bloodied cunT was fucked like this for a good full hour. It hurt, but I loved it. I loved it because I was now a fully fledged poz PiG, and even though I was still at heart a Top if any other Top from now on wanted a piece of my poz ass, then, it was theirs! I also loved it because it was Uncle Chad even though he was no longer in the form of the kind man I knew briefly, and even though he was now presenting as a dark entity. About 15 minutes into the full hour I am sure I heard faint voices from the bedroom. It sounded very much like Uncle Todd, and my boss Todd's husband, Ayan. Mere seconds after the full hour had elapsed I heard the rattling of the door knob and the door was unlocked. As it opened Uncle Chad's dark force left quicker than a blink of a eye, the light went on, and the Lucifer chant was stopped. In walked Todd, and indeed Ayan who was wearing nothing but a pair of trackie bottoms. For the first time I saw his face and huge Scorpion tatted chest at the same time. He smiled at me knowingly when he knew that I now FINALLY realised for sure that he was the ''Silent Stranger'' from Aiden's club on the night of my dancing gig. Everything was now falling into place! - Well well well, look what we have here. That sweet little NEG English boy has been playing with fire, and has got burnt. Still English, but by Christ, certainly no longer NEG. [ Ayan said smugly ]. He continued to speak; - I think it is time he got some of what I have to share, don't you Darling [ ... as he strapped a tourniquet to his bulging bicep ] Uncle Todd smirked knowingly at his husband, and taking a syringe of meth he inserted the needle into his husbands arm, withdrew some blood, and then bam, I was receiving my second broTherhood shoT of the day. The silent stranger's HIV was now rushing into my system without having even ever laid a single finger on me. The new hit of meth hit my system and I was flying so high that I was suddenly having visions of my gang-bang at Aiden's club, and was now badly craving that amount of Dick and cum inside of me that I had received during that one night. Well, careful what you wish for. Because that night in question was just the starter. Tonight was the main course! - That's a deep scratch you have there ... - That wasn't on him when I left the room after Demon fucking him earlier. Must have had a visitor after I left. Ayan picked up the kicked over wooden stool, sat on it at the foot of the sling, and proceeded to FFist me continuously for the next two hours with the final several minutes of those two hours aggressively punch FFisting me on a continual loop. No relent. My cunT was now bloodied and completely trashed, yet my welcome to the broTherhood parTy had not even started. - Darling, let's go an eat dinner, then afterwards I'll go to the basement and commence with the ritual. What did my boss mean by ritual? Uncle Todd & Ayan both left the bathroom, leaving me laying in the sling, restrained, lights off, with Uncle Todd's pus-piss soaked Jock still stuffed in my mouth, and my bloodied cunT leaking cum and my cunT juice. A short while later Uncle Todd returned, removed his rank jock from my mouth, released me from the restraints, and guided me as I was unsteady on my feet to the red Leather couch where I properly rested with some fresh hot bone broth I was just given, with relaxed chat. After a decent rest and idle chat it was me that inadvertently abruptly directed the rest of the night in the direction it would be going; - What did Ayan mean by 'ritual'? - Well, shall we go and see, I reckon he is about now ready for YOU! C'mon PiG, finish up your broth and let's go. I quickly finished my broth, and off we went, down the staircase to the ground floor of their grand house, and across the hallway to the door leading down to the basement. As Todd went to open the door I started to shake. I was completely naked, yet, I was high on meTh and the house was warm. My inner being had sensed imminent Dark DANGER. He opened the door and gave me a gentle push so I had no choice but to step onto the top step. - That's it, now go down to the bottom of the steps, walk over to the altar and lay sideways to it, between the altar and outside of the opening to the circle where the beast will be waiting for you.

Awesome story man, brings me back simultaneously to feeling horror and horny remembering a night i spent drunk, high and helpless while a 40 something surfer-dude that i chatted with on a4a raped me on his waterbed. I didnt think much of it when he told me he had called one of my school/poker friends to come drive me back to campus, despite the fact my "friend" showed up less than 2 minutes later, wearing just a white cotton undershirt, and see thru bball shorts revealing a huge hardon. I kind of remember him laughing with the older guy who said something about me being a "lightweight" and their explanation why he was there turning out to be unnecessary because i was so out of it i almost didnt realize the older guy had cuffed my arms to the bedframe before my friend raped me much more wildly than the host had. When i sobered up my friend was fucking me for the 2nd or third time and the older guy was getting me to do lines of coke off his dick. I tried to get them to stop but the older guy said they were almost done and left me with the guy i thought was a buddy, who suddenly became a sweet passionate top telling me he dreamed of my lips and kissing me between requests that I spend my nights with him from then on. I had a girlfriend and while i had fantasized about him and checked him out a lot at poker night, i was really freaked and scared for my secret to come out so i just kissed him and begged him not to cum in me when he admitted he had already cum at least once in me that night. He did pull out and reluctantly shoot on my face since i was begging him to, and before i could open my cum drenched eyelids, he had disappeared into the bathroom and 5 mins later the 40yo dude came in, untied me and told me my friend got a text from HIS girl friend and took off. Btw, my friend from schoom never ackowledged our fuck session at poker when we hung out except when he would get bombed after his baseball team lost or he had broken up with his girl. Thats when he would show up at my dorm room and beg me to suck him off. Instead i would jerk him while he laid on my bed or the floor while working his legs back til i could get to where i was eating his bubble butt. I even managed to pop my cock head into his ass for a stroke or two after he stopped telling me it was exit only the night he found out he was being benched for a few games til his hitting average went up. I came on his ass while he complained about whatever i had used to snap his bubbleband (a term he often used when refering to popping the anal cherry of a girl or apparently his own tight sphincter) and he went back to his dorm room with cum leaking from between his butt cheeks down his grey sweats, because i kept his white athletic supporter briefs with his load in them. But back to the night of the rape, I stuck around the older guy's house for an hour or so while the drugs and booze wore off and when i told him i was not going to return and i thought it was best he stop talkig to me online, he told me he thought Id been in on this mutual fantasy rape scenario since the other dude said i was and knew my a4a profile despite being careful to ensure my photos were faceless and my description was vague until i was sure i didn't know whoever i was planning to meet. He apologized over and over until i found myself saying it was okay, but really i was far from okay, still in shock since i didn't have any previous knowledge or desire to be force fucked especially by someone who might out me. Once he got me to swear i wasnt going to run to the police, he began convincing me that I had actually loved what happened, or at least enjoyed it enough that i was okay chatting with him online. Not sure if he was lying about what he had been told butas a peace offering he gave me some amazing weed and some coke and usb drive full of gay pornos he had downloaded for me, all of which featured tops like him and my friend (but in groups of 5-10) bare gangbanging guys like me, who all seemed reluctant but by the end of each video, the bottom would always say they had never been so turned on. This was my introduction to treasure island and a few similar studios and thats what ended up getting me to come back to his place a few more times over the next 2 yrs at school. At first he and i would tag team these hot bttm twinks from my school or the other, bigger university about 30 mins away, but every night with him ended with me bent over the couch or with my legs in the air in the back seat of his suburban, taking his raw cock down my throat or up my ass, tho i never let him cum in me, no matter how much he wanted to. By the following x-mas he had worked it out with my baseball poker rapist friend to come spend a night there since the dorms were closing for the holiday and he sidnt have anywhere else to sleep. He agreed when the older dude said i was also out of options and had to stay there as well. This time he was the one who ended up high and tag teamed, even admitting he had set it all up the first time, and while i enjoyed being balls deep in his built baseball butt, i found i was conditioned to want the 40 yo surfer dude who lived hundreds of miles from a surfable wave. So he took me downstairs and got me up in a make shift sling andkept me high on weed and poppers and booty bumps that i wasnt aware of, until he got me to agree to let him seed me...twice. When my former poker pal sobered up enough to come down to the basement and see me in the sling he laughed and told me he always thot i was a bitch bottom boy, but he hardly thot it was funny when i refused to let him have a turn fucking me and told the 40 yo that the only way i would let anyone fuck me ever again, was if he made sure my poker pal didnt get to fuck me no matter what. Wish i knew where he was these days so i could show him how much it hurts the day after a proper forced fuck.

Cigarbear68!

After a marathon fucking session, you don’t expect to be presented by a fresh, unploughed cunt. And not a cunt that belongs to a total top. But while Michael was a total - and a total top, I mean I’d seen him wreck and break bottoms, load them up with his piss and blood, and leave them literally bruised and abused, he also enjoyed the feeling, no loved the feeling of toxic seed up his own chute. Once, in a blissed our states as we lay in each other’s arms after a really intense session which had included a hairline fracture to my left cheek bone (that’s another story) he told me how he’d spent a weekend in Chicago as a bottom. Forcing himself to take every cock, every poz cock he could find so he could become a toxic load giver himself. So as I knelt before his sweaty hole, I told the boys to hold back his ankles and take turns on his face and jack their cocks to work up a max load for his cunt. They obeyed. I dipped my face between his cheeks and exhaled. The smell was pure sweat. No piss. No cum. Yet. I lapped my tongue against his coarse arse hair and heard his muffled moans. Toby was squatting over his face, feeding Michael the hole he’d abused so badly overnight. Behind him, through the windows I could see the sun beginning to rise. We’d been fucking, felching, fisting and pissing all night. My cock heavy and bouncing between my legs had at least one more toxic load left. I knew it would be the most toxix, more virus than cum. Exactly what Michael wanted. I pushed my tongue into Michael’s “virgin” hole, tasting his scent and juices. So clean and unmixed. I pushed my tongue against the walls of his gut, feeling the resistance that would soon give way. I stood up and threw him the bottle of fresh poppers. He took one deep and mighty huff then pulled Toby back onto his face. From the moans that Toby elicited I knew Michael’s mouth muscle was in deep, sucking out his own seed. I reached into the bedside draw and pulled out my cock piercing. A thick heavy bolt. I hadn’t worn it all night but as I slipped it through the tip of my cock, the extra weight having no effect on my stiff cock, I gobbed on my shaft and rested the metal against michael’s arse lips. He sighed and moaned urgently, growling. Mesmerised I began to push my cock slowly into the tight hole. Even tho the boys had remained relatively tight all night, the exquisite tightness of this new hole was like a glass of fresh water. I gritted my teeth, willing myself not to just rape this too. The top who has broken bones, left me bruised, raped me on countless occasions with my bf and laughed in my face as I literally begged them to stop beating me (but wanting more). Finally, balls deep I slowly started to push and pull in and out. Milos has replaced Toby on Michael’s face and Toby was now standing next to me - one hand on my hard arse the other pulling up michaels massive bollocks, gobbing on my cock as it slid in and out. Kissing my neck and chewing gently on my tits, he kept us fed on poppers, his eyes dark with greed. I built up the speed and force of my fucks. I could feel my cockring forcing new grooves into the fuck chute I was ploughing, the mix of precum, arse juices and fresh blood coating my shaft as I pulled out and pushed back in. As I rammed in deep, Michael’s six pack rippled with each thrust. With Toby playing with my tits it wasn’t long before I threw back my head and with a yell shot a hot load into the cunt I was balls deep in. I felt my semen rush past my cock ring and bury itself deep, flooding into Michael’s bloodstream. But this was no time to stop. I pulled out and Toby immediately stepped in and rammed his cock into the slightly bloody hole. I beckoned Milos over time take my place and leaned down to suck Michael’s very hard and dripping cock. Pulling back, I looked him in the eye and slapped his hard cock. He raised his arms above his head and growled again. A deep animalistic growl. I grabbed his cock hard around the shaft and started wankingnit, sliding over his face to give him my cummy rosebud you chew on. He grabbed my hips and pulled me tight against his mouth, exhorting Toby to revenge fuck him. And Toby was. Pulling all the way out he rammed his cock in. Again. And again. And again. Every son often he pulled out completely and roughly forced three or four fingers into the tops guts before feeding them to me and then ramming his cock back in. It was too much for me, I pulled off Michaels face and facing Toby I slid down his hard, massive tool and pushed my tongue into toby’s youthful mouth. Milos gasped as I rode Michael and leaned in for a threesome kiss. Our breaths were hot and poppered up from the regular huffs we were hitting. Toby was ploughing hard into Michael’s tight cunt but he was close. So close. I grabbed Michael’s balls and twisted them. He wasn’t allowed to cum yet but his yell of pain, absolute pain as he punched my back hard in rhythm to the trusts into his arse was too much for the young pup. He crushed my mouth with his as he shot a geyser of cum into the tight hole and kept fucking it in before pulling out and pushing four fingers in to feed me his seed. Milos pushed him out of the way and forced his dick into the waiting hole. I was an ecstasy of pain. A cock ripping my guts open one last time; and blow after wonderful painful blow in my back. Milos, inexperienced as he was didn’t take long to plant his own toxic seed in Michael. Pulling out he bent down and pushed his mouth against the hole as licked the seed out as Michael pushed. A hungry mouth on his ruined cunt and a tight count wrapped around his thick hard cock was too much for Michael. As he pinched my back, I felt his cock surge deeper to plant a final poisonous load deeper into my guts than before. My reaction was instant. Thick Huey strands of cum erupted from my cock and into Toby’s waiting mouth. But Michael wasn’t finished. Grabbing my hips and pulling me onto his cock to the base, he flooded my guys with hot chem piss, washing his cum into my body as Toby took my own torrent of piss down his throat. Bladder empty he pulled me back, and off his cock. On cue, Milos moved his mouth from his hole to mine and locking his lips around my cunt, took his piss load down into his gut - piss, arse juices and cum mingled and hot. We all collapsed in a heap of snogging in the bed. Spent, wasted and sated. As I lay there, Michael got up and feeling of sex kissed me, picked up his clothes and left. I watched as Toby and Milos made out. Their cocks still hard Toby winked at me as he pulled Milos to his feet, gathered their gear and left. No doubt to go back to Toby’s place for more fucking and, I hoped, Milos’ first fist. Toby gestured for me to followed. But I shook my head. Toby deserved Milos’ rosebud and something made me confident that they’d be back in my bed as a dirty minded, seed sharing couple for many years to come. Content, I fell asleep. As my mind wound down, there was the image of Jacques. Pounding the twink. Fucker.

Totally embarrassing situation...that turned out super hot: One afternoon at Burning Man I’d taken 4 or 5 loads from different guys while in a sling. I was parched so I threw on a kilt and headed to a popular bar camp for a couple drinks. While having a drink there I started talking to this super hot str8 guy who is just my type: hairy chest & belly and a scruffy 5-day growth on his face. His ice blue eyes and occasional wafts of ripe armpit scent were mesmerizing so when he asked what I’d been up to I didn’t hesitate to say, “Taking a lot of dick, buddy”. Because radical self-expression and immediacy are part of the principles of Burning Man the vibe is very accepting there, I was pretty sure he wouldn’t freak...and he didn’t. He was a little surprised and said, “Wow, man...you like that? I mean, like, taking it?” He actually told me—several times—he thought it was cool if I ”wanted to do that” yet, at the same time, asserting that he ”can’t really relate, because as a str8 man, I’m the penetrator” This led to a pretty candid & detailed description on how much he loves being the penetrator and how hot it is to be inside a woman and etc. It was totally hot listening to him and watching him get aroused. So...I described to him how much I love being penetrated and having a hard cock inside of me. He just kept kinda shaking his head a bit and saying, “Wow!” He was so hot and I was totally hard listening to him and watching him tug on his dick. When I saw that he was hard in his shorts and caught another whiff of his ripe pits, it was too much for me. My hole gaped and a ton of cum noisily shot out of me and right down my leg. I didn’t say anything but he and I looked down at the same time and the trail of cum on my leg was obvious. He said, “Dude, is that what I think it is? You let guys cum inside you?” When I nodded yes, he gripped his dick and said, “Fuck! Women NEVER let me cum inside them!” I listened to him tell how long it had been since he’d fucked without a condom and how much he just wanted to fuck bare and shoot his load inside. I purposely looked around us to make sure he could see that nobody could hear us. “Well, buddy, I’m going back to my private RV and I’m offering if you’re interested” When he hemmed and hawed yet didn’t outright say no I looked around again, put my drink down and told him, “Nobody has to know. I’ve got my own RV and it’s nearby...and you can shoot your load in me...” as I turned and slowly walked away. He followed me to my RV. I got on all fours on the edge of the bed and he fucked me and blew his load in me. Typical of str8 guys, he had his shorts up and was out the door as soon as he came. But....2 days later he was back looking for me, telling me he’d just had a shower and was wondering if we could “do that again”. I sat him on the sofa, sucked him hard and ate his ass (another first for him) before moving to my bed to give my ass to him again. He stayed about 90 mins and shot his load in me twice. Blissful. Haven’t seen him since.

Make sure you share your experience! With everybody in the forum.

I don't know if it's an antidepressant, but I do know that I feel pretty good when I can get a couple loads. Just a note of caution -- be aware of the nutritional content. If you have high cholesterol you may want to limit consumption to less than 200 loads per day. 😉

Chapter 32; *Todd possessed Part 1* Todd looked intently deep into my eyes for my response to his suggestion of inviting evil Demons into my home to fuck me. He could see that I was so exhausted and weary from my lack of sleep and strong seroconversion that I was unable to process the concept properly, so, already being in control of the situation he continued to take the lead. He instructed me to go from my kneeling position to being sat on the floor with my legs as a Buddha would. He got his rucksack which was basically his bag of tricks, and placed it next to me, and the first item he took out from it were several black candles with a reversed pentagram near the bottom of each on. He placed them around the room lighting each one. He then sat in the same position right in front of me, and removed his 6mm PA from his Dick. Next item from his bag of tricks was a small plastic bag with a stainless steel ring and 6 separate pieces that were very sharp pointed spikes. He inserted the ring into his PA piercing, then one by one carefully screwed in each spike into the steel ring. - That would completely tear me to pieces, Sir. He said nothing, just simply looked at me giving me an intense depraved smirk. Next from the bag was a red marker pen, and he got me to write on his body, starting from his chest down to his stomach the following; Give Me Your Cunt! - If a Demon does present himself to you, you WILL surrender your cunt for his pleasure. This message on my body is a clear reminder for you to do this, because Todd won't be here in this realm to tell you what to do. Finally from his bag he took out a book which looked extremely old, was very tatty, and had a picture of a Baphomet on the cover. Placing it in front of him he opened it, and using one hand kept the pages open, and his other hand on the seroconversion rash on my chest. With Ramon's red lamps that were still on and the candles I could just make out the style of the written words in the book. I couldn't help but feel they were not from a modern day language, but more that of an ancient language. THEN ... ... Reading from the book Todd began to chant. Yes, that certainly was something that was spoken tens of thousands of years ago. How was he managing to understand it, let alone read it? And speak it!?!? Immediately the room became very cold with my nipples responding by standing to stiff to attention. My skin remained red hot from my fever, but the resulting conversion sweat on my skin suddenly turned ice cold. He hadn't been chanting long when he turned the book around so the pages were facing me. I looked and thought; 'what on earth is that language I am seeing'. - PiG, place your right hand on the right hand page, and repeat 3 times; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. I put my hand on the page, and as soon as I did I felt this very strange energy surge through my entire body. As I stared at the written language I could not in away way shape of form comprehend I trembled; - PiG, look at me [ I looked up from the book to his eyes ] ... Good boy PiG. Now say that sentence 3 times. Say it. SAY IT! As he said that his jaundiced eyes and contorting mouth gave an intense look of depravity. I trembled again. I looked back down at the book; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. No sooner had the words fell from my mouth my living room windows blew open, even though there was not even as much of a gentle breeze outside. The candles flickered, and I heard Todd begin to make really strange sounds. I looked up at his face again, and his eyes has literally rolled into the back of his head. They were now just a pure cream colour. His hands lay on his thighs as his head swung from side to side, mouth contorting as these primitive noises came from his throat. I uttered for the second time; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. Having said it for the second time Todd's primitive noises became louder and more wild, AND ... I now began to feel multiple pairs of ice cold hands molest my fevered body. But, there was no one present that I could see. I suddenly heard a voice demanding I repeat for the third and final time, and its demands were repetitive, and each time became more and more authoritative with their tone. I took a deep breath; 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life'. Todd let out an almighty primitive shriek, then went completely silent. I immediately began to feel quite a bit better, with strength returning within seconds, with my instinct seeing me return to my kneeling position. I looked at Todd. His eyes had returned to normal position so once again his pupils and Iris' were visible. However, his expression was completely and utterly dead. Nothing! - Todd? [ I said meekly ] His eyes then animated, but, they were not of Todd. This HIV-Gono-Hep C stud was possessed! By what I do not know. My attention was brought down to his Dick which was most definitely now at least 5" inches longer than his normal size, and triple his normal girth. The veins in his Dick also seemed to be bulging so much I thought they were about to burst. The Gono flow, well that was now flowing out in a continuous steady stream, trickling down his throbbing demon-possessed shaft. And the 6 extremely sharp looking spikes to his temporary PA glistened in the fire-glow red lamps / candle lit darkened living room. Again I looked to his face. He snarled which frightened me, which caused me to instinctively place my hands behind me, and begin to crawl backwards. He jumped to his feet in less than a blink of an eye. Suddenly he seemed to have become super agile. I continued to crawl backwards, and as I did he slowly followed me, with his brand new demon Dick throbbing and heavily spilling out pus, whilst snarling all the while. This continued until we had gone from the living room and I was at the foot of my bed, with no where else to go. What was he going to do to me?

I'd like to share with you, how I became a pervy crossdresser. I first started spying on women when I was 8. If there was a chance to see a naked woman or girl, I was going to take it. My mom and older sister were easy. I would just watch through their windows. If mom was showering, I was watching. If my sister was changing clothes I was there. I even managed to hide in my grandma's closet and watch her lotion up her entire nude body! Also peeped in my neighbors windows a lot. They had 2 girls ages 10 and 16. I couldn't understand why I was so obsessed with naked girls...and then I got ahold of my first porno tape and mag. I was 10 at this point. I was digging around in my dad's side of the closet looking for his binoculars when I saw a magazine with a naked young girl on the cover and under that was a vhs with another nude babe on the case. I immediately took them both down to the basement. I played the tape and watched as beautiful women showed up on screen in sexy clothes and started stripping. I loved the way they moved! They would get the men in the videos so riled up! That's when I saw a woman in fishnets bend over and start sucking a guy's cock. She looked like it was the best thing she had had in her mouth...ever! I immediately wanted to be her. I went back a few days later to see if there were more hidden treasures in his closet. Their certainly were. I found a gay vhs, some nude pics of my mom (left those behind) and a small dildo. Had no idea what it was at the time, but figured it out after watching the gay vid. I showed my cousin the vids and told him that I wanted to dress like a girl. He said he wouldn't tell and would steal some stuff from his sister and bring it over. A week went by. We were waiting for the perfect time so we wouldn'tbe interupted. As it happened, my grandparents were out of town. We went over there and had the place to ourselves. My cousin popped in the first video. I took all the clothes into the bathroom and got naked. Then I began to transform. I slid the.panties on first. They felt so good. The string pulling tight between my ass. Then the short denim skirt...my heart started beating harder. Put the small black bra on followed by the belly shirt. Then; very important, the wig my cousin jacked from his sister. About shoulder length brunette. I slipped on the black heels I found in grandma's closet...last thing was the bright red lipstick. I looked in the mirror and was shocked!!! I looked like a girl. I started smiling at myself, trying to make the smile feminine. I knew I only had one true tester...my cousin. I open the door and walk toward the couch. He's kinda rubbing his dick while watching the vid. I giggle and he stares at me for a long time. He can't speak. I walk in front of him and try and move like the video girls do. Without even really thinking about it, I start taking off my skirt... I asked if we could pretend that I was one of those girls in the movie. He agrees immediately. I get on my hands and knees with my ass facing him. I start rubbing the dildo on my hole....That's when we hear the door open and close and in walks our grandmother. She is SHOCKED! She instantly tells my cousin to go home and that she will talk to his dad later. She turns off the tape, and just stares at my predicament. She then sits on the couch, and proceeds to explain that there is nothing wrong with being curious and trying new things. She said if I had questions I could always ask her... I didn't ask her anything. I went back to spying on women and girls, collecting sluttier and sluttier clothes, and getting my hands on as much porn as possible. Finally met some older men who were into bois like me. I continue to dress up to this day...and still like to see what's going on in windows.

So true!

Part 9, There was a flicker of light and a candle was lit, then another and another. I was starting to see around the room, strangely, there were no stacks of wood, but instead there were cabinets with locks on them, a whole wall of pegs with strange looking things hanging on them. On the other side of me there were several strange looking wooden benches with padding, in the corner was black cross with handles on it way at the top and at the bottom. Behind me was another matching leather hammock, a bed, a big table, and several TV’s all of the place. On another table I saw the pie and wondered why they weren’t eating it yet, but then I saw the cooler I packed at Mr. C’s house with the bottles and cans and the paper bag that Mr. Ali had given me to bring to Mr. Terry. When I turned back around quickly I lost my balance a little bit again, I was so light headed but, I saw Mr. C holding some strange mask that looked like it would be used for going scuba diving. It was soft black leather with a long hose coming out of it. The eyes were covered with a black leather patch and it laces up the backside of it. It had two pointed ears on the top of it, almost like what a German Shepard dog would have. The inside was covered with black fur. As he started to raise it up and over my head he looked into my eyes and said, ‘are you ready for the best night of your life pup?’ I said, ‘yes daddy I am. This has already been the best day of my life, I don’t ever want this day to end’. ‘This is a new life you started today son, we will make all your days filled with as much love as you want to be filled with. There is no end to the loads of fun you will enjoy’. I got a big cheesy grin on my face and he said, ‘Son, do you trust your daddy?’ As I nodded yes, he slipped the hood over my head. I couldn’t hear very well and things went very dark again. He was pulling on the cords to tighten it. I muffled through the leather, ‘daddy that is getting really tight.’ He said, ‘Son, you need to relax, just take normal deep breaths and trust me.’ ‘Thank you Sir’ He said, ‘Son, when you call me Sir, it is to be said. Sir, thank you Sir or thank you daddy is fine too. Ok pup?’ I nodded and felt both of his hands cover my ears and rub my head, if felt so strange through the leather and he sounded far away because of the muffled sounds of the hood. I then felt myself being pulled by the leash a few feet and then felt a hand on my chest, to symbolize I was to stop. I had gotten use to breathing deeply into the tube when I felt the tube bend and this very strange smell started to occur. I felt someone put their hand on my head and pull me toward them, I heard my daddy’s voice say, ‘do you smell the medicine son?’ I nodded affirmative. ‘When you smell the medicine, you are to take a deep breath and hold it until I tug on the hose. When you feel me tug, you exhale slowly. I will repeat and give you more medicine when I feel you need it, you are to do the same with each one. Breath in very deep, fill every square inch of your lungs, you are to hold until you feel the tug, and then release very slowly but completely, exhale every little bit of air out, and I will repeat as needed. Now, I know you cant talk, but nod if you understand me, ok son?’ I nodded to the affirmative. I felt the tug so I exhaled completely and as I breathed in, I could tell I was getting more medicine so I breathed in very deep. It was several seconds this time until I felt the tug, I exhaled slowly and completely. Oh man, I thought I felt funny from the drink, that was nothing, I had never felt more light, like I was floating, and I got all tingly inside and felt warm in my face and chest. Wow, it was an amazing feeling, I felt like superman with great powers. As I started to inhale again, I could smell more medicine, so I repeated another deep breath inward. I was so confused, my head was flying, I wasn’t sure if I was standing or laying or floating over the room, it was like I was having an out of body experience, but I felt electric, I felt so alive, every part of me tingled and I felt not only my cock harden, but my butt was tingly and almost felt like it was on fire. I felt this strange feeling that I just wanted to be touched, touched all over me. A tug on the hose brought me back to reality a little bit and I exhaled slowly. I felt a cold metal thing against my skin and I felt a draft on my chest and then my back, I realized my shirt had been cut off. Then I felt like I was floating, oh wait, no I was being picked up and carried, wait my shoes and socks were being removed and now my pants were being pulled off of me while I was being carried. I felt a draft all over me, I think I was naked now? Wow, what a crazy feeling, I was still flying. This must just all be a dream or my mind playing tricks on me. Then I heard the chains of the hammock being rattled, similar to when I bumped into it in daddies rec room and the one by the pool. I was being lowered into it…. I think. But instead of cold leather, I felt a warm pelt of fur. It rocked like it was the hammock but they must have lined it with a fur blanket. It felt amazing touching my naked flesh, so warm. I was still so warm and the medicine was still giving me this rush of sensations that made every nerve ending of mine tingle. I felt the blanket being wrapped around my naked body like a cocoon. I thought to myself, that must be quite a site, my perfectly smooth hairless pale body against the black fur of a mink blanket. God I felt amazing. I just sort of burrowed into it until I felt my left leg being lifted up in the air. I then felt a super soft fur band being tightened around my ankle. My leg was lifted up and spread out wider as I heard a bucket snap it into place. I felt him pick up my right leg and felt it also being wrapped tight in fur and secured up and out of the way with a snap. I felt like I was just flying, but dangling there, but still wrapped in my cocoon. Things were still for a minute and then I felt the hose being moved again. Instinctively I exhaled completely and started to take a deep breath, sure enough, my hunch was right, the medicine was flowing again through the hose, I realized I remember that smell, it was from the brown bottle at Dr. Brad’s house. I didn’t realize it was medicine until now, but of course, he is a doctor, that must be why it had to be keep cold, I know my grandpas insulin was like that. I few second later I felt the tug and I slowly exhaled. The next breath was more medicine and he waited quite a while before I felt the tug. Man, I was out of my mind again with excitement, laying on the fur and feeling every nerve ending in my body firing was intense. I could feel my cock dripping precum onto my belly button. I felt my cock getting harder and bigger than it ever had. The feeling was intensified by the feeling of the fur blanket on the underside of my cock’s shaft as my dick lay on my stomach. Expecting a third round of medicine I breathed in deep. But it wasn’t medicine, it was cigar smoke, wait, I don’t smoke. I immediately start to cough and gag. I was so confused, and tried to utter to stop, but I had to breath. On my next breath in, it was more medicine and it helped me relax. It was a long time before the tug came. I exhaled and started to breath, there was a four dose of medicine but a pretty quick tug so I exhaled. As I exhaled, I heard daddy say ‘Be a good boy and take my breath into you son’. There was suddenly warm moist air that came into my lungs, he must be blowing his air into the tube and into my lungs from his lungs. Instead of a tug on the hose I felt a tug on my leash and I slowly exhaled. Then I heard daddy say, ‘you make me proud, now take my cigar’ and I felt my lungs fill with cigar smoke. I fought coughing like crazy and he quickly tugged on my leash and I exhaled. I heard him say, ‘Terry, did you see that, my boy is so fucked up he just took my smoke. It is time we have that pie.’ He is right, I was flying high as a kite and I again felt the tickle of the fur on my cock. I smiled inside my hood knowing I made my daddy proud. I then felt cooler on my chest and then stomach and then crotch as the fur blanket was slowly being pulled off my chest and off my cock. I felt very exposed and tingly.

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Part 2 At dinner that night I sat there, ghostly pale, my stomach in knots. I could barely eat. I was sure the others could tell I had sinned so greatly. I was sure they could see the devil standing over me. "Are you not feeling well Jacob?" was all my mother asked. I just told her I wasn't and wanted to go to bed early. I went upstairs and brushed my teeth extra long, trying to wash away the lingering taste of Mr. Jackson's sperm. That night, as I lay in bed next to my brother, I couldn't sleep. My thoughts were filled with that big black dick, he had called it a dick, in my mouth, ejaculating down my throat. I had liked it, and secretly wanted more. And I had a feeling I would get that and lots more, like those pictures in the magazines. The next day, Mr. Jackson came over to talk to my parents. I tried to eavesdrop on their conversation, but my siblings made it impossible. After he left, my father came to tell me about the visit. "Jacob," he began, "Mr. Jackson needs some help for a few weeks on a cabin he's building in the mountains. He's offered to pay a nice sum for your services, and I think the work and time in God's nature will do you good." I secretly shivered when he said "services" because I could only imagine what those would entail. But I could not disagree with my father. So the next day I was packed with a few changes of clothes, my work boots, and a bible and hopped into Mr. Jackson's truck and off we went. I looked back at my family as they waved me off into a future none of them could imagine. "That was easier than I could have ever hoped!" Mr. Jackson laughed as we drove away into the unknown. We didn't talk much on the way, I just sat there trying to imagine what the next few weeks would bring. It was only a couple hours to the cabin, and we arrived mid-afternoon. As I reached for my bag in the back, Mr. Jackson said "leave it boy, you won't need nothing in there except your boots. Grab those other bags and follow me." I did as told and we went into the cabin, the door locking behind me. "Strip boy!" He commanded me. I stood there nervously, not moving. Mr. Jackson raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face. "I SAID STRIP!" I quickly shed my clothes, trembeling as I realized there was no one around to help me. As I pulled my clothing off, Mr. Jackson was pulling items out of the bags. Various strange looking things, most of them in black leather. "Now stand at attention boy! I want to inspect my property." I stood there, arms at my side while Mr. Jackson looked me over. I stood 5'8", a little shorter than his 6ft. I had a pale, thin body from too much time indoors praying instead of playing. My legs were covered in dark hair, and I had a little on my chest which ran down my stomach into dense, bushy pubes. The crack of my buttocks was also quite hairy, as well as my armpits. "Not bad boy," Mr. Jackson sneered. I like my white bitches skinny. We'll take care of the smooth part next." With that he pulled out a bottle of something orange and told me to drink it. It tasted kind of funny, but I was thirsty and drank it all down. Soon I was feeling really warm and mellow. And my dick was rock hard. Mr. Jackson had pulled out some clippers and went to work shaving my body. Soon there was nothing but stubble covering me. He then took a bowl of hot water and a razor and shaved the rest of me totally smooth. The hair on my head was the only thing left. And I have to admit the feelings of his hands all over my body made me tingle everywhere, especially my rock hard penis that stood straight up the whole time. Mr. Jackson stepped back when he was done to look at me. "Very nice boy! Now you look like your about 13, naked and smooth with your little boy cock sticking up. What is it, about 5"? Certainly not a real man's cock." I blushed as he commented on my body, feeling shame at my nakedness. "But now the real fun can begin!" He put leather straps around my wrists and ankles, and a collar around my neck. Then without warning I felt a body wracking jolt around my neck. I screamed and dropped to the floor as I jerked and spasmed. "That's a shock collar boy, to keep you in line. And just know, that was only half voltage! So don't even THINK of escape!" I softly whimpered and prayed to Jesus to save me from my plight. "I told you who you would pray to now boy!" Mr. Jackson said as he kicked me in my stomach. "Jesus can't help you now!" With that, he pulled out a small case and sat down on my chest, pinning me down. He wrapped a rubber tube around my arm and said "hold still boy if you don't want to get hurt! I've learned this is the quickest way to turn bitches like you into nasty chem sluts!" I had no idea what was about to happen when I felt a slight prick in my arm, then he released the band on my arm. WHAM!! A force flew through my body unlike anything I could ever imagine. It was like God himself had entered me. My lungs seized up and I started a coughing fit. Mr. Jackson just stood up and went out side, returning with my bible. As the coughing subsided, he pulled me up and over his knee and started to beat my buttocks as hard as he could with Gods words. Over and over he paddled me, an intense warm feeling increasing all over my body. Then he threw me over the arm of the sofa and moved back between my legs, tossing the bible into my hands. I could hear him spit several times then I felt something pushing against my anus. "I gonna rip you open bitch!" Mr. Jackson yelled. "I'm gonna make you my slut! Your cunt is gonna bleed for me!" With that, he pushed as hard as he could and his penis popped into me. I screamed like I've never screamed before. It was as if the devil himself was raping me. "Scream bitch! I love it! Scream, cry, pray to be saved! There is no one to hear you! Not even your god!" With that he slid his dick all the way into me and I howled as I clutched my bible. "PLEASE GOD! HELP YOUR POOR SERVANT!" I cried as Mr.Jackson started to plow in and out of me. Tears flowed from my eyes onto my bible as I prayed and prayed to be delivered from Sarah Palin. Mr. Jackson just laughed while he continued his rape. Slowly the pain started to subside, and a new feeling replace it. A good feeling. "That's right boy," he said, noticing the change in me."you know what God made you for. To please men. Your my property now boy. That's your cunt I'm fucking. Its going to learn to take lots of Cocks in it! Your going to be my little chem whore!" I just moaned and buried my face into the couch, accepting my fate. Mr. Jackson continued to debase me before finally yelling, "oh yea! Take it boy! I'm breeding you bitch! Take my cum now!" I could feel his cock pulsing deep inside me, and I knew at that moment I would never be the same. God, or the devil, it didn't matter. I would serve Mr. Jackson. He pulled out of my throbbing hole and grabbed my hair. I could see a messy mix of blood, cum, and shit covering his half hard cock. I didn't care. He shoved it in my mouth and like a demented whore I sucked everything off. When it was clean, he pushed me onto the floor and stood over me. "Jerk off whore!" He ordered me as he let loose with a load of piss. I grabbed my cock and furiously beat it, quickly shooting my sperm all over me while he showered me in piss. "I baptize you Jacob. I baptize you into your new life as a piggy chem whore." I just opened my mouth and accepted my new gods gift.

As Skinhead left, I noticed that there was bunch of men all standing at the open doorway. I assume they must have heard the action in our stall. Will and Stefan were standing at the back of the guys. Both had an expression of lust on their faces but Stefan especially looked like he was so proud of Artur. Will later told me that there were peep holes in the stall walls. He, Artur and several men had watched as Skinhead bred us both. Will said Skinhead was a local and had an infamous reputation. I didn't know what Will meant by infamous and he wouldn't elaborate when I asked. It wasn't comfortable lying with my back on top of Artur's front so I started to get off. Before I had a chance to do so, the guys at the doorway walked in to the stall. One guy aged around 30 already had his cock out and it was rock solid. His cock was about six inches long but fairly fat. He was cut which was not common here in Amsterdam it seemed. He stood at the foot of the sling immediately in front of our two exposed asses which were now dripping with Skinhead's seed. He slid full length into me in one hard quick thrust and I knew he hadn't had time to rubber up. Fuck, it felt so good! I moaned in disappointment as he pulled his cock out of me but in the next second he rammed it back in, balls deep. As he hammered my ass, I remember thinking I was so born to take the raw cock and seed from any and every man who wanted me and I would never stop doing so. I was shocked and at the same time turned on by this realisation. Not for the first time, I wondered what Will had turned me into. After maybe two minutes, the guy pulled his cock completely out my ass, not having shot. Artur then started groaning and it was clear the cock was now entering his ass. The guy bent over and kissed me in a dirty raunchy manner as he was breeding Artur's ass. I heard shouts from the guys encouraging him to shoot into the “darker guy's ass” and “breed him”. The same voices then spoke in Dutch and German, presumably repeating the same request. It took me a few seconds before I realised that it was Will and Stefan's voices. Whether it was their encouragement or not to breed Artur, the guy's fucking got harder and faster and all of a sudden he screamed into my face “.......I am shooting my seed into your boyfriend and breeding him up...”. (Little did he know, that Artur was not my boyfriend.) He wasn't finished yet though and proceeded to hammer Artur's ass for maybe another five minutes or so before he pulled out, turned around and walked out. Not one word of thanks or 'that was good guys'. I could see another guy was moving in to have a go but I knew I had to get up. I was uncomfortable so it must have been so bad for poor Artur underneath me. As I got onto my feet the guy didn't waste any time before he was balls deep in Artur. I looked around to see his cock pull out and he was also raw. The guy was maybe 45 and had about a seven incher. Another guy moved to the head of the sling and pushed his cock into Artur's face. His cock was about seven inches but had a bend in it facing left. It was such a turn on to see Artur sucking on one cock whilst another one was breeding his ass. So many men came into the stall there wasn't much room to move around. Eventually, the guy started making fast breathing sounds and had a look of ecstasy on his face, almost an agony sort of look, and it was clear that Artur was getting another load of seed. When he pulled out, yet another guy moved between Artur's legs. He started to pull a condom onto what looked like an eight inch cock. A hand stopped him and when I looked up it was Stefan who told the guy “no condom”. Stefan told the guy that that Artur was his boyfriend and it was raw or nothing. The guy was clearly conflicted. He came to a decision and said “OK, your choice”. With that he pushed his raw cock into Artur. Whether it was the fact he was raw or not I don't know but he lasted only about 30 seconds before shooting his load balls deep in to Artur's ass. He quickly pulled out looking like he regretted going raw and he left the stall just as quick as he had shot. Seed was dripping out of Artur and pooling on the floor. I bent over and as I was licking up the seed from the floor, some guy pushed his cock into my ass. I wont bore you guys with the same details as essentially for the next 45 or 50 minutes guys after guy bred Artur and I. We were exhausted by the time Will and Stefan broke it up and took us upstairs for a drink and rest. I could feel the seed leaking from my ass and knew the wet patch on my pants would be bigger than before. As we stood drinking I noticed a good number of men nod and wink at each other whilst saying something to each other about Artur and I.

Hi it's Will again Having just read Jake's blog from yesterday, I thought I would add my own version. I find it hard to go more than a few days of not fucking a new ass or seeing a cock fuck my boyfriends, so the weeks when work was manic left me more frustrated than I have ever been. Jake got his ass well and truly hammered during that time. I took my sexual frustration out on poor Jake's ass, fucking him with ruthless, hard, deep penetrating breeding fucks. I once took a cock my size so I know how difficult it is, but Jake took it without any complaint. But, afterwards I could see he was sore especially when I went in for the second fuck to push my first nut load deeper and into his ass walls. He said I talked disgusting when breeding him and he was not wrong! You can imagine what I was saying. Once Jake agreed to live with me, I phoned Stefan and told him. He immediately booked a flight for him and Artur. Stefan had very similar interests to me and we had shared many a good time over the years. Artur was his new boyfriend of only four weeks. Stefan explained that before they met, Artur had only been fucked three times, but never bareback. Stefan quickly changed that, having seeded Artur multiple times in the four weeks. Stefan told me that Artur was still scared of bareback and so far he hadn't shared his ass with other breeders. Both Stefan and I were so excited by the idea of breeding each other's boyfriends and seeing Artur begin his journey with multiple raw cocks and seed. I had seen Artur's photos so I had an idea what he looked like but when he walked into the apartment I knew in a instant I wanted my cock and seed in his ass. Stefan had already told me that when they unpacked he would ensure that they would only wear shorts when rejoining us. He thought it would kick the event off. It did that. I could see Jake staring at Stefan's cock and I looked forward to seeing the heavy PA disappearing in him. Stefan hadn't told Artur that he was going to share his ass and I would be breeding it. Jake didn't understand the German, so had no idea that it took some encouragement from Stefan to get Artur started. Eventually he agreed and that was when I asked Jake to kiss Artur. When Artur took off his shorts I thought fuck he is as beautiful as Jake. Artur has smooth olive skin (I was told he was quarter Cypriot) and like Jake he is slim. He would make any breeding top bone in one second flat. After an absence of almost five weeks of seeing someone breed Jake, I was so turned on to see a raw cock enter him. The fact that it was my one of my raunchiest friend's cock was even hotter. Seeing the PA disappear into Jake was so good to see, what a turn on. The expression on Jake's face was fucking beautiful as he took another raw cock and knew he would soon take yet another guy's seed Once Stefan was on the way to getting balls deep in Jake, I made my way over to take Artur. I couldn't wait to get in him, fuck him raw and deeper than he had ever had, then to finally shoot my seed into his guts. I approached Artur looking into his eyes. I got behind him and thought fuck what an ass. Like Jake's it was small, round and firm. I slid my cock between the cheeks smearing my pre-seed against the ass hole to get it ready. Guys it felt amazing on my cock. I put the head against Artur's ass ring and starting the push. Despite taking Stefan's thick cock for four weeks, he was extremely tight and it took some pressure to get in. I pushed and the head slowly went in. I held still to give Artur a chance to get used to it. Slowly I pushed in further and fuck did it feel good wrapped around my meat. I couldn't at first bottom out as with only about 8inches in him I had reach Artur's limit. I then started gently fucking him, sliding my cock almost out then back in. Each time I got in, I pushed further and further. Like Jake said, Stefan and I swapped asses, as we love to mix the juices up. After a bit we swapped again and I re-entered Artur. Stefan and I started talking dirty in German and suddenly he said in English that he was close to shooting in Jake's ass. I looked at him and nodded to do it. It took no further encouragement and Stefan yelled in English “take it” as he shot in Jake. By the time I was ready, I was fucking Artur so hard and deep. After seeing and hearing Stefan breed Jake, I slammed my cock into Artur and shouted I was unloading in him. My cock throbbed as I felt my seed shooting into Artur, only the second guy's seed he had taken. It was so much fun to later see Artur and Jake fuck each other in our juices, but I won't say more as Jake pretty much described what happened.

After that first weekend, Will got very busy with work. He told me that the project he was working on had encountered a problem and it meant he would have to spend lots more time to finish it than he expected. He said he had to go back to the Netherlands in five weeks as his business there needed him. This meant he ended up spending almost 12 hours a day at work. I was sick in the pit of my stomach at the thought that I'd not not see Will again after that time. I had fallen for him big time. Not only would I miss Will himself, but I would miss the way he made me feel when he hammered his huge raw cock into me followed by what he called his seed. I dreaded the day he would leave me empty, in all senses of the word. Over the next few weeks I obsessed about him leaving, but I never told Will how I felt in case he thought I was just a weak small boy. Will was so busy that we never went out to any bars or clubs and none of his friends came to visit again. I loved having himself all to myself. During this time I not only worried about what I would do when he left but I was also freaking in my head about having taken Will's raw cock and seed so many times and that of Alan and Mike's as well as so many other men that night in the fuck club. When Will fucked me he talking disgustingly about how they had all bred me and how much it turned him on. He hammered my ass so hard when he talked about it. I knew it was the thing that turned him on but I was conflicted by how it made me feel, the risks, and what it said about my relationship with Will. The dreaded week came so quickly when Will was to leave. Two days before his departure he stunned me into silence by suddenly asking me to live with him in Amsterdam. Although I was silent, whilst Will stared at me, I realised that there was only ever going to be one reply. I said yes, I would love to live with him if he really meant it. Will took me there and then and we had the most passionate sex yet. I think that was maybe the first time Will truly made love to me as opposed to just breeding me. The next day was frantic as I needed to get a passport and I ended up waiting in a queue for hours to get an emergency issue one. I lived with my older brother who was never interested in me or what I got up to so I knew I would not be missed. I visited his place, my former home of five years, packed up my things and left a note to say I had gone to live in Amsterdam. We flew to Amsterdam, flying another new experience that Will had introduced me to. His apartment was amazing and I realised then that Will was not short of a dollar, or in his case, a Euro or two. Will showed me around Amsterdam and I loved the city. It was seedy and beautiful all at the same time. I had never been to another country so that in itself was amazing. For the first few nights when Will fucked me, he became increasingly descriptive about needing to see me take another guy's raw cock and seed. On the Thursday night he said that two friends of his were popping over from Berlin to meet me. They were to stay three nights over the weekend and they would sleep in one of the spare bedrooms. Will said that Stefan was a old friend of his who, as he put it, had done a lot together. I knew he meant sex, although he didn't say that. Will said he had not met Stefan's new boyfriend although he had seen photos. Stefan's boy friend was called Artur. Although Stefan could speak German and English, Artur could only speak German. About lunch time on Friday, Stefan and Artur arrived. Will got up to let them into the apartment whilst I waited in the lounge feeing nervous. I suspected that Stefan and Artur were only visiting to fuck me and knowing Will's interests, they would be breeding me. A moment later Will led Stefan and Artur into the lounge. Stefan was 41 maybe 6'.1 and looked in good shape. Although his jeans were not that tight I could see the shape of a long cock going down the front of the left pants leg. It was obvious he wasn't wearing undies and he had a big cock. I was surprised with Artur as I expected another older guy but as it turned out he was only 19, about 5.7 in height and very slim. He looked far younger than the way I felt I looked. I could see Will looking him over and then I noticed Stefan doing the same with me. Will introduced us all and Stefan came over and give me what I thought was going to be a European greeting kiss. Instead he grabbed me and kissed me on the lips pushing his tongue into my mouth. His left hand was on the back of my head holding me against him and he put his right hand down the back of my pants and felt my ass. His fingers went to my ass hole and then one pushed into me. At the same time I could feel his cock stiffen against me. When I looked up I could see Will doing something similar to Artur. Seeing Will do this I was torn. On the one hand I felt a bit of jealousy but on the other I was turned on. The moment passed and Will suggested they unpack and get relaxed. It was clear that Stefan knew his way around the apartment as he led Artur to the bigger of the spare bedrooms. Whilst they sorted themselves out, Will got some drinks and snacks ready and he came over to me and kissed me deeply. He said he couldn't wait to see me take Stefan's raw cock and seed and wanted me to watch as he bred Artur. He said he'd done this in the past with previous boyfriends of his and Stefan. Maybe 15 minutes later Stefan and Artur joined us. They had both changed and were only wearing shorts. Stefan was in good shape and he had a lovely firm chest and a trail of chest hair down to his shorts. Like Will, he was a Man's man. I could see the head of his cock hanging below the shorts. I couldn't take my eyes away from it. Artur had a slim smooth body, just like mine although he was taller than me. I couldn't tell if he had big cock or a hot ass. The conversation was difficult as I could only speak English and Artur could only speak German. Even though no one had mentioned sex, there was a sexual excitement in the air. Will said to me that he wanted Artur and I to kiss and have some fun whilst he and Stefan watched. Stefan presumably said the same thing in German as Artur looked at me and came over to where I was sitting. We both started kissing each and I felt myself bone up in a second. Artur was obviously more experienced than I and I could sense him leading me. He took his shorts off and I saw his cock for the first time. It was rock solid and maybe 5 inches uncut. He had shaved his pubes and pits and when I felt his ass it was a firm little bubble like mine. Between us, Artur and I took my clothes off and we stood kissing and grinding our boned cocks against each other. I looked over and noticed that Will and Stefan were now naked, boned solid and slowly stroking as they enjoyed the show. As you know Will is 10inches uncut and maybe 7inches round. His cock leaks like a faucet and it has bulging veins when he is boned. Artur's cock looked delicious. He was maybe 8.5 or 9 inches but very fat, much thicker than a beer can. He had the most enormous nuts I had ever seen up to that point. There was a metal silver ring around the balls and cock. His cock had a thick silver ring through the head. Will told me later they were called PA's Will told me to suck Artur's cock and something was said in German. I got down and licked the head of his cock. He moaned and I took him all in my mouth until I could feel his smooth balls on my chin. I moved back and forwards and at the same time Artur began thrusting into my mouth. We lay on the floor and 69'd each other, sucking our cocks at the same time. All the time I could hear encouragement in English and hear German spoken. Stefan passed some poppers and told us both to sniff deeply. As ever with poppers it makes me wild and it did the same to Artur. Will told me to put my head though Artur's legs and lick and eat his ass hole. He said to get it wet enough for cock. Artur did the same to me and we ate each others asses for what seemed like ages. Apart from the younger guy in the fuck club, Artur was the youngest I had sex with. It was good but no where as hot as with Will. Will told me to get on my knees and kiss Artur who also got on his knees. Will told us both to sniff as much poppers in us as we could take. I was flying and kissing Artur when all of a sudden I felt something against the crack of my ass. It was Stefan's cock. He leaned over my back and whispered into my ears that he was going to breed me. Somehow in a German accent it sounded exciting and dirty. I was still flying on the popper rush when I felt Stefan's finger push some lube into me. In no time I felt his fat raw cock head at my ass. He grabbed my waist and slowly pushed in. He was obviously savouring the look and feel of entering me as he went so very slow. I am used to Will's huge cock but I still gasped with the pain and pleasure of such a fat cock. I saw movement from the left and it was Will heading towards Artur. He got behind him and slid his dripping cock against Artur's ass. Will has a look that comes over his face when he's about to breed ass. It's hard to describe other than say its a look of determination. As I moaned from the intrusion of Stefan's cock, Artur suddenly kissed me differently and I knew that Will had started to enter him. Stefan and Will started fucking us both. They spoke in German the entire time but I did hear them say breed and my name in the quick sucession. They started getting faster and faster until all four of us were yelling with pleasure. After maybe 5 or 10 minutes something was said in German and both Will and Stefan pulled out. They got up and swapped positions. Will said in English that we was going to fuck Artur's ass juices into my ass with his cock and Stefan would do the same to Artur. Will slid into me from behind and whilst I was kissing Artur I could see that Stefan started fucking him. This went on for a bit then more German was spoken. Stefan and Will again swapped. I again heard the word breed and my name. Stefan said in English that he was so close and get ready for his seed. I could feel the pace of his fucking increase and he got faster and faster. All of a sudden he pushed in deep, held still, and yelled take it as I felt his already fat cock swell as he shot his seed into me. I looked up at Will and his face was like the lust of an animal as he watched and heard what Stefan was doing to me. He yelled to Artur that he was coming too and I felt Artur push against me as he tried to support himself against Will's thrusting. After a few minutes Will and Stefan pulled out of us. They said in English and then presumably the same thing in German that they wanted to see Artur and I fucked each other in their seed. Artur got up quickly and it was clear he wanted to go first. He had me sit on the edge of the sofa and he held my legs up over his shoulders. He slid in me whilst Will and Stefan sat on the floor either side of us, their faces maybe only six inches from Artur's raw cock and my ass. They spoke in German and even I could tell them were encourgaing Artur to shoot in me. Will passed us both a bottle of poppers and has us sniff them deep. Artur started yelling something in German and he shot into my ass. Without any rest Stefan pulled up Artur and moved him onto the sofa so he duplicated the position I had just been in. Stefan then guided my raw cock into Artur's ass until I was balls deep in his boyfriend. It was only the second time I had ever topped and boy did it feel good on my cock. Artur's ass was tiny and he gripped and milked my cock. I could feel Will's seed smooth the way. I fucked for maybe 3 or 4 minutes and then felt the tightness of my nuts increase and I knew I was about to shoot. Will can tell when I am getting close and in hushed almost whispered tone he told me to breed Artur. His and Stefan's face were almost licking distance from my cock hammering Artur's ass. I could no longer hold off and I shot volley after volley of seed into him. I fell on top of Artur as I tried to get my breath back. It finished with a four way kiss and Stefan and Will telling us how good Artur and I had been. The weekend was wild guys, not only did we fuck in all sorts of combinations but Will and Stefan took us to a bareback party saying that Artur and I would be the prime attraction. I will tell you more about what happened another time. Are you guys enjoying me telling you what happend? Let me know. It will encourage me to tell you more