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Now that restrictions are being eased, I have been chasing this top with a really nice cock, well I contacted yesterday and met up with him, to my surprise he had two other of his mates. I entered his apartment and striped and got down to sucking there cocks and being eaten out, then suddenly the first cock was stuffed into my fuck hole, within 15 minutes the first guy was pumping full of his seed, the second guy slid right in and started fucking like there was no tomorrow, when he started cumming inside me I also started cumming, as he pulled his cock out covered in cum I turned around and sucked his cock clean. The top I had been chasing finally mounted and fucked hard for about an hour before he lost his load deep inside me. I am meeting up with him again this weekend, so he can arrange for few more guys to fuck me.

I picked up the pace, my PA and, indeed, whole bulbous cock head now breaching his inner ring on each thrust. Something in there was catching on my PA, driving me crazy with the feeling but also from the thought of what I was doing to him. My bicep snaked it's way around his slender neck, flexing as I revelled in my own power. "Gonna knock you up kid", I growled in his ear. His struggles were a delight. The little body squirming ineffectively under me. "no! no, you said you'd pull out" I humped down on him harder. My body beating the struggle from him. "nah, you said that". I squeezed harder as my balls began to evacuate my potent seed into his receptive guts. A big load, owing to lack of action during these strange, locked-down times which was now been forced into his body. He'd stopped struggling and I think his little cock had climaxed at some point. I lay there, holding him in place, willing my babies to feed off him, knowing he'd be trying to dump them as soon as I let him. ,,,,, Later, after he'd gone, I wondered whether he'd find his way to an STD clinic or GP or whether lockdown would increase my chances of converting him. Who knew? I went back to my weights putting my energy into keeping my big body toned and strong. I needed it for my work as a trainer and builder (furloughed from both for now) and also to snare the kind of hot twinks that I love though they were thin on the ground since the Covid-19 lockdown belatedly hit this great city. A little more about me: outside of the bedroom I'm in no way aggressive. I'm single, and easy going. I help out with youth groups and look after my neighbours in the small apartment block in which I live in central London. I play rugby, wrestle and swim for fun where my 6'2'' 240lb frame helps or hinders (depending on which I am doing). ..... Out on my little balcony later that afternoon, I heard my upstairs neighbour knocking around. "Jake, how you keeping?" I shouted up at him. "Yeh, ok, I guess, bored as heck though man. Not seen anyone in about a week". "Really? What about your folks?" "They are isolating, got symptoms and they can't risk giving it to me." "Oh, yeah, course. Sorry to hear that". Jake was in his late teens, maybe early 20s. A fragile kid though, immune system issues. The apartment was bought for him and I'd never known him go out to work since he had moved in a year ago. he never went out much at all, to be honest. "Anything I can do to help?" "Been hoping you would say that...actually I've been looking out for you, everyone else seems to have left the city!". There were six apartments in total in our little block and they were indeed unusually quiet. "What can I do for you?" "Would you be able to get me some supplies? I'm out of bread, milk and pizza, and I need my meds picking up from the chemist before the bank holiday". "Sure thing. I was going to the shop before the Easter break anyway. I'll come up and get your list now" Up one flight of stairs and Jake was waiting, door open, list in hand. At 5'5'' he probably didn't weigh 100lbs wet through. A cute little face under dirty blond hair but not really my type, at least I'd never thought of him that way. "The chemist shuts at 6pm. I'm so glad you can get this for me" he said, handing over a prescription and a short shopping list. His eyes seemed to linger on my groin, not unusual for me when I'm in my running shorts which ride fairly high but I brushed it off and headed out on my errands. ..... I spent a while in the supermarket at one point almost picking up a hot young soccer player but his straight mates got too close and he scarpered but with my phone number shoved in his shorts. I was still horny at the checkout when I remembered the chemist. "Fuck! They'd be long closed by now". I checked anyway but they'd locked up for the break so I made my way back to Jake. He invited me in but asked me to sit at the other end of the sofa and I explained what had happened. The meds really seemed to throw him, so I offered to do my best to get him some over the weekend and to be on call 24/7 in case something happened and he seemed to calm down. I gave him a beer from my shopping bag which initially he refused as he'd not supposed to drink and we watched some TV together. WWE wrestling seemed to be his favourite so we watched that together. I began to tell him how wrestling really worked, both pro and freestyle and he was clearly psyched that I actually did this sport which he loved to watch for fun. "Have you been on TV?" "No man, but there's a few vids of me wrestling kicking about on Youtube and the like". In the end, I could only find one video on a non-porn site but we watched it with Jake eagerly questioning me. About then my phone bleeped: Soccer boy from the supermarket. He wanted to play. I made my excuses with Jake, made sure he had my number and promised to check in on him first thing tomorrow. ..... Not five minutes later I was buzzing soccer-boy up to my door. I had him strip to his briefs in my bedroom, admiring his toned body and little cock bulge. Then he undressed me, pulling my running singlet over my head and easing my running shorts down over my thighs. His eyes caught on my biohaz tat, lurking above my cock and lit up at the sight of my heavy PA and hardening cock. I let him lick for a minute or two before shoving my length down his throat after laying him on his back on my bed. I love mounting a twinks head and throat like this but I was really craving his shapely little arse so after five minutes I had him come up for air and flipped him onto his front, exposing that peachy, wrinkled hole. My fingers slipped inside, telling me he was no novice though he was still very tight and I slapped his pucker with my PA several times, teasing him and dripping my pre over him. With that it was time to push forward and open him up... "Wait! You need to rubber up!" he was handing me a jonny that had been in his shorts. "Really?" Not been one of my usual online hookups, we hadn't discussed this. "Just the tip...to get you open". I pushed harder, the edge of my PA disappearing in him but his hole resisting me hard. "No man. I've seen your tat. I'm not on prep". My cock swelled at this news. "No condom, no fuck". I smiled. "ok, ok", grabbing the rubber off him and rolling it over half my shaft, it was tight as fuck. A quick wad of spit, for my benefit, and I was plunging into his mostly dry hole. Between his legs, pushing them wide apart while I worked my full length in. "fuck....fuck...fuck, you are hurting me" he whimpered, getting louder. I thought of Jake upstairs, not wanting to alarm my little buddy and pulled out of my new fuck toy. "got any lube man?" he asked, taking in my still rubbered cock. "nothing proper" I lied "but we could try this". I reached for the vaseline. "Sure, ok". I got him to lie on his back and push open his hole as i put a few thick gloops inside him before wiping my fingers clean on his chest and placing my cock in his entrance. Sliding back in, I could see he was in relative heaven and in no time I was balls deep. His little hands were grasping around my cock base, amazed at how wide I was but checking for the precious, life saving condom. I did him a 'favour' and pulled out, stretching the rubber so that it went right down to the base and he kept it pinned there as I plunged back in, now reassured it wasn't unrolling inside him. His own stretching and the vaseline made it inevitable and with one hard thrust i felt the rubber break. "mmmm....I'm through your inner cunt now", I reassured him, placing my musky armpit over his cute face to give him too much to think about as I could feel my beast literally shredding his velvety insides. I held on as long as I could, listening to him moan, thinking of Jake upstairs but now not because of the disturbance but because of his cute skinny body. It was all too much and my cock began to flex, depositing my dirty seed so deep inside this fertile twink that I knew he wouldn't feel it or be able to push it out in a hurry. With that, I ripped my cock out of him and pulled off the shreds of rubber from it before sitting astride his chest, pinning him to the bed as he tonged my cock and balls clean of his own ass juices while he jerked his cock juices up my back unaware of my DNA seeping into him

I pulled on a pair of briefs and shoved Soccer Boy out of my door, patting his arse on his way out "top you up sometime, maybe". "Eh?" he mumbled in confusion as he slipped away. I'd barely got myself sat down when there was an urgent tapping at the door. It was Jake, stood there in his baggy jeans and t shirt looking panicky and worried. "What's up matey, you want to come in?". He rushed inside, taking in my almost naked state but still on the edge of some sort of attack. It was some minutes before I had him calm enough to find out that he was stressing about his lack of meds and that his parents were now too ill to speak to him on the phone. Horniness forgotten, my big brother instinct kicked in and I quickly agreed to let him stay over. Another beer seemed to calm him further and I showed him my shower while I put clean sheets on my only bed. I could see his partially obscured body in the en-suite as he showered and I got the bed ready. There really was nothing to him and his skin was so pale and delicate. I couldn't help licking my lips as he emerged wrapped in one of my hand towels, the dumb twat (though I was glad of his mistake). I found a pair of my boxer trunks and an old workout singlet for him to wear. Reluctantly giving him some privacy, he emerged, trunks hanging loosely on his thin thighs, half way to his knees with ample loose material around his unseen package. On me, those were hipster length, the leg hole stretched around my thigh which was surely much bigger than his waist. pulling the crotch tightly around a large cock and ball bulge that had nowhere else to go. The singlet hung loosely, like an old fashioned night dress. We shared another beer, Jake telling me more about himself and his illness. It seemed to be a little like HIV in that his immune system struggled to cope with anything out of the ordinary though the meds were different and much less effective. It was clear that they had a psychological effect on him too, hence his stressed state tonight. Finally, it was time to turn in. with Jake insisting we should share the bed. In two minds, I agreed, knowing I needed to be close to this hot little man but also knowing it would be torture for me...

Part 4 The next morning, Jake was keen to get back to his place and check in with his parents' doctors. I gave him breakfast, still just dressed in my briefs and enjoyed him snatching glances of my bulge. I could see him trying to make out the outline of my PA, the object of his attention. He changed back into his clothes and left, seemingly ok health-wise, though obviously worried. I couldn't help shoving the discarded boxer briefs to my nose as I picked them up off the floor and blood engorged my cock as I drank in his innocent smell. I knew I'd be hitting Grindr later but decided to hit the weights hard first. By midday, I was pumped and the sweat was running off me but Grindr was quiet as hell. Early days of this lockdown and my usual prey, the young twinks were obviously trying to behave. I hadn't logged into BBRTS in a while as it hadn't been necessary but I gave it a try. ignoring any messages from offline profiles I quickly zoned in on three local guys, all neg and all local. "RunnerBtm" turned out to be a fairly hot 40 something guy, working out of London (away from home) and basically isolated in a local hotel when he wasn't at work. we quickly established that he needed cock and liked it rough and raunchy. He was married with kids which made him hotter, in my book. My profile says "ask me", he didn't, but I did tell him I don't pull out. As instructed he was naked in his dark hotel room when I arrived. I had him strip me and then tongue my pits as he stood there. His head was at the perfect height and he knew better than to play with his "pathetic little cock" (actually the best part of 6'', but who's asking?). After he'd done a good job I pushed him to the floor on his back and squatted over his face, His facial hair tickled my swollen nuts as I teabagged him and he licked me clean and pretty soon I was rubbing my musky trench over his whole face. I was really getting into him tonging my manhole and he was doing a great job. Occasional smotherings kept him keen for air but what I really wanted was to plant a baby in his middle aged tummy, so after a while I chucked him face down on the bed and climbed aboard. I was rock solid and found his douched and pouty hole without the aid of my hands and I was quickly balls deep. His guts were velvety warm. caressing their invader and he only struggled as I pressed home into his inner sphincter, which gripped my PA on each outward stroke. "mmmm fag....you want my babies don't you?" "yes sir" he groaned in response "gonna plant them in you...a real fucking man. you fuck your wife with your maggot cock?" "yessir, but it's so small" "from now on, it will be my DNA that you fuck into her" "mmmm...yes sir" "so close...gonna poz you so deep" "what?" "poz you up dumb fuck" "no!!...pull...out..." Mmmm. The inevitable struggle. Sure fire way to milk my dick and sure enough I felt myself blasting inside his inner hole as he struggled weakly beneath me. I growled in his ear, staying in him to massage my essence into his being as he struggled, whimpered, gave in and then climaxed himself beneath me...but i was still thinking of Jake

Breeding Each Other's Boys If you’ve ever read any of my stories on here, you know I really get off on sharing my boy. Sometimes that has gotten us both into some hot risky situations. And we both get off on that. We both mostly remember to take our PrEP, so what’s the harm in the occasional POZ load? Last winter, a fuck buddy told me about this weekly party in midtown, for bears and their admirers. I am into submissive burly hairy dudes, but my boy prefers dominant twinks. Sometimes stretching his limits is fun for us both. We decided to take a long lunch break on a Thursday afternoon and meet up at the midtown address and have some fun. I got there a few minutes before him and was lingering at the clothes check just inside the third-floor walk-up. Two incredibly sexy guys showed up and tore each other’s clothes off and shoved them into a bag, eyeing me up and down as they handed their clothes over and paid the attendant. One guy was squat and muscled, his shoulders covered in a fuzz of blond hair. He had a mop of blond hair held back with a handkerchief headband. His partner, taller and heavier-set was covered in black curly body hair, even his back. As he parted the curtain, he turned to wink at me. I smiled back, nervously, and took note of a massive scorpion tattoo between his shoulder blades. My boy showed up and kissed me as I cleared my throat, feeling my cock stiffen. We stripped down to our jockstraps, checked our clothes, and went into the darkened back area. The walls were painted glossy black and the place was furnished with numerous black leather sofas and ottomans and broken up with black velour curtains here and there. There were even tawdry velvet paintings of busty nude women on the walls. There were bowls of lube and condoms on a folding table in the front area. We each took a few of both and tucked them into our socks. I loved the assortment of men, some hairy as hell and some twinky guys who were into them. It seemed like we were on the early side, and while some guys were getting and giving head, there was no hardcore fucking yet. The blond guy with the headband came up to us and smiled at me. He leaned forward to offer a loud stage whisper, ‘You’re both hot. Wanna play? We only play safe here. You never know what these guys have… Hope that’s not a deal-breaker…’’ My boy and I eagerly nodded and he introduced himself as Jeremy and his scorpion-tattooed boyfriend as Sam. We shook hands and they chuckled, grabbing our strapped crotches and leading us to a back area. The back room was almost wall-to-wall ottomans pushed together. Jeremy threw his arms over my shoulders and kissed me hard. He led my hands down to his ass and I started fingering his hole. ‘Baby,’ he cooed at me, ‘We’ll need to bag up, and make sure to use plenty of lube!’ I agreed and grabbed a lube packet and squirted it onto my fingers, forcing globs into his hole, which instantly felt super wet. I looked over to see Sam’s furry back and shoulders rippling as my boy leaned forward and spread his cheeks wide. Sam ate his ass. Seeing that scorpion tattoo flex made me instantly hard, so I had no trouble getting the rubber onto my dick. I leaned forward and asked Jeremy, ‘Any chance Sam is a Scorpio?’ Jeremy chuckled and said, ‘Oh, yeah. Sure…’ I asked when his birthday was, and he thought for a few seconds too long and said, ‘Ummm… March?’ I knew he was kidding me and slid my rock-hard sheathed cock into his ass in one push. It felt loose and open, and seeing Sam’s massive cock, I knew why. He must have been regularly cunted by that big thick cock. Sam was duly wrapping up his own nine inch thick tool as he prepared to enter my boy. Jeremy’s loose ass made it tough for me to stay hard, and I felt my dick sliding around in the condom. I looked over to see Sam jack-hammering my boy’s ass as he groaned into the leather upholstery. I knew he preferred it bareback, but Sam was hitting all the right spots, so he wasn’t complaining. Then again, he also preferred hairless twinks, but a big cock is a big cock. Hearing my boy moaning got me a little harder and I was able to keep fucking this total stranger. It started to feel better to my dick and I could really pound his stretched-out hole. Jeremy asked me to pull out so he could roll over onto his back. When I did, I was mortified to see that the condom had completely worked itself off of my dick. It was crumpled up with just a bit of latex peeking out of his slack cunt. I pulled it out and held it up to show Jeremy, apologizing profusely. He smiled and said, ‘that’s ok, baby. Just put it back in me. You’ve been fucking me raw for at least a few minutes, what’s a few minutes more?’ I nodded, looking at Sam for his approval to raw-fuck his boyfriend. He grinned and nodded, pulling out of my boy and flipping him over, fiddling with his own rubber before slamming back into my boy. When I slid back into Jeremy’s ass, a puddle of white spooge puddled around my cock. Jeremy shoved a few fingers into his hole alongside my dick and withdrew them to taste. ‘You like that, baby?,’ he asked me. I nodded. ‘Sam bred me just before we got here… He loves warming me up for fresh cock…’ Sam tapped me on the shoulder. ‘Let’s switch,’ he said. I agreed and slid raw into my boy’s newly opened-up hole, slick with Sam’s cum. My boy held his legs back and his ass swallowed my dick. It felt so good sliding into him after being pummeled by that big cock. After a few pumps, I saw that familiar spooge ring around my dick. I pulled out and looked at Sam and Jeremy, kissing hard as they bare-fucked. I tapped Sam’s shoulder and asked, ‘did you breed my boy?’ He grinned again and pulled out of Jeremy. ‘Only once so far, when I saw you fucking mine bare… It’s only fair.’ I guess he had a point. ‘Let’s switch back, buddy,’ Sam said, pulling out of Jeremy’s butt. I agreed and slid my cummy cock back into Jeremy, now even looser than before. It only took a few seconds in his cum-soaked hole to loose my load. I shot my seed deep into Jeremy’s guts, staying rock hard. Sam fucked my boy harder and deeper than he’s been fucked in a while. He threw his head back and came, again, deep in my boy. Even though I’d JUST cum inside Jeremy, knowing my boy was being bred a second time made me fire off again. Covered in sweat and cum, Jeremy and my boy made out while Sam pulled out of my boy with a juicy ‘plop.’ I pulled out of Jeremy and a torrent of cum followed. As we got up from the ottoman, there were guys all around us eager to take out place. One eager bottom put his face right into the cum puddle where my boy had been and lapped it up. He spit into his hand and rubbed it along his ass crack, bending forward for a lucky stranger to fuck him. I realized my lunch break was about over and pointed to the exit. The four of us headed back to clothes check and got dressed to head back to work. We exchanged business cards and promised to stay in touch. I got a text from Sam right as the workday ended saying ‘THANKS FOR SHARING YOUR BOY’S HOLE. SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU BOTH EARLIER THAT I’M POZ. I SHOULDN’T HAVE STEALTHED YOUR BOY. THAT OK?’ I texted back saying ‘YOUR TATTOO TOLD ME AS MUCH… YEAH. IT’S COOL.’ A few minutes later I hadn’t heard back from him, so I wrote another text: WHEN ARE WE BREEDING EACH OTHER’S BOYS AGAIN? This time the answer was swift. He sent me a photo. Apparently, he’d followed my boy to his office and had just finished depositing more fresh POZ cum…

As we slipped under the duvet, I vowed to myself to keep my briefs on and let little Jakey have a night of feeling safe at what was clearly a scary time for him. I caught him glancing at my body a few times but, knowing his love of wrestling and the contrast with his own body, it was hardly surprising. Pretty soon he was out for the count, face down, his mid length hair like a halo on the pillow. Sleep came much harder for me, despite my two fucks earlier, but eventually I drifted off, making sure to keep to my side of the bed. In my dreams, Soccer Boy was still here, sparko and naked in my bed, his pert little arse tempting me to top him up with my seed. I stretched out my thigh, laying it across his butt before inching my whole body over his as my cock hardened. He stirred in his sleep, smiling, as I humped him gently, slicking him up with my pre. As my PA snatched at his entrance, the rest of my bulbous head was able to begin to part his fleshy lips. His body stiffened, aware of my raw state, as I pushed harder, sinking an inch or two into his chute. At this he really began to squirm, still silent but desperate to stop my bare entrance. Fuck this, I slammed the rest of my length into him, no pretence of playing safe. He felt even smaller than before, slotting easily between my thighs completely immobilised... "Stop! Stop!", Jake was almost shouting, almost sobbing as I came round from my dream fuck. I was atop the kid. Actually, that's not right, I was all over him, such was our size difference. The covers were on the floor but he was fully covered by me. Fuck! In my confused state it took a second to realise that my cock wasn't actually in him. I reached under me to find my briefs in place though a good six inches of cock and my big PA were poking out the waist band. My old hipster boxers were still on Jake's fine little arse too, though there was a silvery snail trail in the fabric crevice where my hungry cock had signalled its intent. I quickly rolled off him, shoving my cock to one side so that it was inside the confines of the briefs once again. "Fuck! Sorry Jake, I guess I'm not used to sharing my bed....been a while since I had any action....You ok?" "errr...yeh..." he was clearly a bit shaken, his voice quavery. "you are kind of heavy, I couldn't move" "sorry man, I can sleep on the sofa" "No...it's ok, you won't do it again?" "Um, ok, I promise" We both began to drift back to sleep. "Um...Ed?" "Yeh?" "Your cock..." "yeh...?" "It felt kind of hard" "err... yeh, I had a hard on mate, sorry" "No, I meant at the end" "Ah..right, my PA...erm, Prince Albert...it's a metal ring, a piercing" "oh wow...it sounds..er...weird. Can I see it sometime?" How tempted was I? But like I said at the start, I'm a good guy and I'd vowed to myself not to go there. Not tonight. "Ask me again in the daylight. Then I know you really mean it". "Ok Ed". This time it was me that drifted off quickly. Jake was still fidgeting around in the ample space of the hipsters as I got back to Soccer Boy...

Back in college in Texas, after class I would head to the park by Grandbury Lake to "study!"...As I was cruising, I walked by this stud of a young man and, who appeared to be with his Dad. We wave at each other as they are getting a cooler outta their boat. I walked the whole length of the park and then went to the restrooms. Now the bathrooms were not nice...more like a shack but fun anyway.....I about to zip up when in walks the young stud....He immediately said to me that his uncle spotted me and said I was queer...the stud asked me if it was true....I said yes and the next thing I'm blowing this blonde Texas boy....he turns me around and goes to fuck me....spits on my butt, puts on a condom that I gave him after he asked for one , and proceeds to mount me...he's having a hard time finding my hole (said it was because he's straight and usally doesn't fuck guys.) I'm bent over but reach between my legs and grapped his cock to guide it in and also took the rubber off....he slide right into me bare...and immediately shot his load...he immediately gets weirded out and leaves...I can fill his cum in me as I look for the condom I took off but couldn't find it...His uncle comes in and said he knew I was gay, turns around and offered his ass, which I bred. He said his nephew is straight but they had been talking sexually all day...knew his nephew was horny and suggested that he fuck the queer(me)...i said why didn't you keep in the family...he said that he just couldn't fuck his nephew.....After I was done I quickly pulled up my jeans and left the park....On the way home I stopped at my Dad's office. He was at his desk on a phone call and I sat down and waited. As I waited I had an uncontrolled fart! It was loud, wet, and oozed cum all into my underwear and jeans. It was hot day so I smelled like the lake but, now I smelled like cum too...I thought my Dad didn't notice but he did. He immediately got of the phone, stood up, and said, "Boy, you need a fucking shower!" I turned beet red as he said he could smell cum and asked me why the hell did I smell that way?...had I jerked off in the car?...I said no and got up to leave ...as he kept asking what I had done, I turned and he can see a huge stain on my ass!...and then the missing condom falls outta my pants leg onto the floor. He said that answered his fucking question! Grabs me by the back of the neck, pushes me down to pick up the rubber, orders me to put it in my pocket so to get rid of it outside the office, proceeds to guide me by the back of the neck through the office, and walked behind me until we got to my truck. He proceeded to demand an explanation!...I finally told him the truth but not detailed. He tells me to go home....that night he calls me to the garage and proceeds to tell me that his best friend and coworker mentioned that he noticed me earlier in the office with the stain. I asked Dad what he told his Best Friend?....He said he told him that I had been sick. Dad turns to me and starts laughing....said to forget it happened and if I came by to visit again to make sure my ass was clean!

I think the "attitude" of hooking up has changed the last week or so with things opening up. I've hooked up and taken loads twice, whereas before last week nobody was looking to meet

Last week my long term FB wanted to breed me on lunch break while he was working from home during the quarantine. This would work out perfectly because I had a lab appointment to test for Covid antibodies at 1 pm. He hadn’t fucked me for a month and claimed I was the last guy he fucked. I cleaned out and was at his place just before noon. My FB usually breeds huge loads into me and normally can pound me hard for about 20-30 minutes. I didn’t exactly time it, but from the time he slid into me until he grunted and came in me was maybe 5-15 minutes. When he came there was a flood inside me to the point I’ve never felt so much liquid pumped into me before during a fuck. He wiped my ass with a towel and I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. I sat on the toilet and a bit of cum squirted out of my hole. But my FB is about 9 inches hard so I figured most of it was pretty safely inside looking for an egg to fertilize. I went to the lab to get my blood drawn for the antibody test. I sat in the empty waiting room of the lab waiting for my name to be called. While sitting there I farted but rather than gas, a huge load came out. The search for an egg to fertilize was aborted. The back of my underwear was soaked and my jeans were damp to the touch. I smelled like cum and they called my name. I walked into the exam room and the tech (wearing safety goggles and a mask) drew a vial of blood as I sat in a puddle of my FB’s semen. I couldn’t gauge the look the lab tech must have had as the smell got through her mask. The lab tech put a bandage on my arm and I got up to leave. The seat I’d gotten up from was damp. I hauled ass out of there and went to the rest room in the hallway to clean up.

Part 20 - Taming Jack He looked up the information board scratching his head then reading the boarding pass in his hand, one of the airport workers interrupted his train of thought realising he was a little lost and kindly escorted him the domestic flight gates. Jack was felt reassured when arriving at the gate and boarding the aircraft for the short hop from Rome to Pisa. He sent a text to Oliver telling him he was just getting on the plane, Savio glanced at Oliver and patted his knee. He knew Oliver was anxious about his younger brother arriving on the scene and how he would fit in with everyone else, they had all been looking forward to meeting him. Grabbing a coffee inside the airport they sat down biding time and the 15 minutes before the flight was due to land. Savio spotted him first coming through the doors with a trolley weighed down with baggage, the relief strewn across Jack's face when he saw them standing there waiting for him. Savio walked around the barrier shouting ciao, Oliver approached smiling seeing Jack let go of the trolley and hugging Savio. Jack had never really spoken to Savio in San Diego and his actions today surprised Oliver, he couldn't work out if the reaction was of just pure relief seeing someone he sort of knew in this strange environment. Jack let go of Savio and nodded to his brother and hugged him, the years of distance between them evaporated. "You made it" Oliver said emotionally overwhelmed and letting go of him. Jack smiled "Almost got lost in that airport, couldn't find the gate" he said watching Savio chuckle. Jack looked at Oliver "So where are the vineyards I couldn't see them flying in?". Oliver laughed "We have a long drive to get there" he replied taking hold of the trolley. "Now we take you to the real Tuscany" Savio said putting his arm around Jack's shoulder as they walked. Oliver half expecting Jack to shirk Savio off was pleasantly surprised seeing his brother put his arm around Savio's waist in a very casual relaxed manner. Savio chatted with him explaining they had only moved in to their house the previous day and he was welcome to stay as long as he wanted to. Jack smiled and looked at Savio then at Oliver, he couldn't quite believe that his brother had not really changed after making his fortune. The Oliver he grew up with seemed to be much back and not in the rat race with no time for him, it was Oliver building his business that saw them drift apart and leaving Jack behind making ends meet. The countryside gradually changing the further inland they drove and up in to the Tuscan hills. Jack watched the vineyards gradually appearing either side of the road and the wineries that were getting ready for this years harvest. They drove around the village of San Donato and along the road where Savio pointed out his families main house where his grandparents lived. Jack stepped out of the car and stretched, his senses immediately struck by the tranquillity of the surrounding area, he looked up at the house nodding approvingly. Oliver went over and hugged his brother again "This is Fattoria Cerbaia, our home". Jack looked at the house again "You and he serious then?" he asked glancing back at Oliver. Oliver smiled "Absolutely Jack, although I fancied his cousin first then I met him". Jack looked at him "His cousin?" he asked smirking. "I know" Oliver said laughing "I was thought I was in love with Luca his cousin but Savio swept the carpet from under me". "How so?" Jack asked picking his bag up. "You will see" Oliver replied "Luca is only just 20 and I suppose it was more a want and desire". Savio chuckled picking up one of the other bags "Luca only has eyes for one person" he commented. Jack looked lost "Luca has his boyfriend living here now, he is English" Oliver explained. "And you Jack?" Savio asked in his upfront manner "You want a man or woman?". Jack shook his head "I only do men for money" he replied stepping in side and putting his bag down. Savio entered through the door laughing "Don't say that to my uncle he will throw money at you". Jack paused for a moment then laughed with him "You have a gay uncle as well as a gay cousin?". Savio nodded "My uncle has an Austrian husband who is so lovely and muscled". "Enough of that" Oliver said slapping Savio's ass "You will meet them all Jack". Savio took Jack out to the pool terrace "You never answered my question?". Jack smirked and shrugged his shoulders "Women I guess" he said putting his hand in the pool. Savio was wholly unconvinced by his answer, he had to admit to himself that he found Jack to be quite a character and liked him a lot. There was also a very similar sexual charm about him, just like his brother. They showed Jack his room and ensuite bathroom then helped him unpack and left him to catch some sleep. Oliver and Savio grabbed a quick lunch sitting with their legs in the pool talking about the olive and fruit trees, they were expecting Lorenzo, Luca and Mark in an hour to talk business and plan for the harvest. They had already seen Lorenzo with another gentlemen testing the sugar content of the grapes before they headed out of the airport with Savio explaining that if they were checking the grapes then harvest would be any day now. Lorenzo arrived a little early and wandered round the side of the house and smiled at the sight. Savio and Oliver were laying on their backs legs in the water watching the sky talking and laughing. Seeing his grandson looking so relaxed and happy was testament to Oliver coming in to his life. What he loved most was the distinctive characters amongst his many grandchildren, where Luca was more prim and proper from his English upbringing, Savio was the opposite end being casual and very Italian and laid back. Lorenzo stood there and sniffed heavily startling Savio and Oliver 'You can almost taste the grapes' he said as opening line. The five of them sat around the table discussing the vineyard, Oliver making it clear that Savio and he wanted some involvement and eager to learn but without responsibility. It was decided that Luca and Mark would oversee Cerbaia's vineyard under the guidance of Lorenzo and his estate manager. Jack woke and could hear voices outside, he wandered over to the window sleepy eyed but couldn't see anyone just the voices through the open window. "There is one other thing Lorenzo, my brother is here I thought he could help with the harvest" Oliver said. "Your brother?" Lorenzo asked nodding "I am sure we can teach him as well" he explained. "You should know that he is a bit of wild card" Oliver said then went on to explain a little more detail. Lorenzo nodded "Make sure he spends time with Johan he will help him" he suggested. Oliver smiled "I hope so but please don't let him know about Johan" he said "Jack will freak out if he knows". They all nodded "He better come for some training tomorrow Oliver" Lorenzo suggested. "I can smell the sweetness" Savio said "Two days I reckon" he joked. Lorenzo laughed "Not bad Savio, I think you are probably right". Jack went back to bed and laid down looking up at the ceiling, conflicted and upset emotions running around his head. Did his brother really lure him here for treatment behind his back? The worst part was he was stuck in the middle of nowhere with no way of getting his hand on some drugs. His body now craving a hit of something and he got off the bed pacing around his bedroom with no idea why. Unsure if he was angry with his brother and parents who pushed him to come here, Jack sat on the bed wondering if he really was this fucked up and part of the reason he had grown apart from Oliver. Outside Lorenzo left and Luca picked up his phone to see a text from Tony asking when he could come and visit. He showed Mark who suggested they get him out this week picking grapes, jokingly Luca replied but was surprised when Tony said yes to the idea and would come out for a couple of weeks in a few days time. Luca put his phone down "So when do we get to meet Jack?" he asked. Oliver laughed "When he wakes up. Are you two staying for the rest of the day?" "Yes" Mark quickly replied "we need to explore your land" he laughed. The four of them set off for a walk around the grounds arriving back at the house an hour later. Jack slipped on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, his mind made up that coming here was a mistake in his judgement. He knew it would upset his brother but he wasn't about to allow someone strange person try and give him therapy, after all he didn't need it and was in control. He stepped out on the terrace and the heady scent of sweetness from the vineyards overwhelmed his senses, the quietness or his surroundings was something he had never experienced as living in a city was a noisy affair but here there was peace and tranquillity. Slowly he was beginning to understand how Oliver had fallen in love with Tuscany, everything about the place was different, the air, the smells, the silence. Fascinated by the house he looked at the solid build unlike their home in San Diego, it was definitely built to stand the test of time he thought. Oliver had been generous to buy his parents a larger home when he made his fortune, whilst he loved their house this was on a different level exuding character and Tuscan value from the outside but modern and cosy inside. The shimmering pool nestled on the lower terrace looked so inviting, he hardly ever swam in their own small pool by comparison. He could hear the voice of Savio growling louder and the chatter of two voices he recognised from earlier. A young guy came running down the steps and jumped in to the pool without even noticing him, diving under the water and back up wiping the water he was looking straight at Jack. "Oh hello you must be Jack" Mark said smiling. Jack nodded "Your British?" he asked watching him. Mark laughed "Dam the accent is such a giveaway, and your American!" he exclaimed. Jack rolled his eyes "No shit dude, your quick off the mark" he said turning about to walk away. "Wow you obviously went to charm school" Mark replied swimming off, Jack stopped and watched him. He walked around the pool following Mark "You think I am here to charm you?" Jack asked. Mark stopped and stood up "God no, I thought you might at least be friendly". Jack sat down on the edge of the pool "Don't get any ideas" he replied carefully looking at Mark. "What ideas might that be then?" Mark asked wading around in the water "that I might want you?". Jack smirked "You wish" he replied flicking some water at Mark both laughing and Jack took his t-shirt off. "Nice tattoos" Mark said noticing his body "my boyfriend likes men with tattoos" he chuckled. Jack smiled "So how come you don't have any?" he asked. "I have one down here" Mark replied seeing Luca walking down the steps to towards them. Luca called out "Ciao" and walked across and sat next to Jack. "Jack this is my boyfriend Luca" Mark said introducing them "this should really be Olly's job" he swam off. Luca stared at the tattoos on his very compact tight body "Apart from the tattoos you look like Olly". Jack laughed "Yeah I know but I am the better looking one" he replied smirking "so you are Luca". Luca raised an eyebrow looking at Jack "What does that mean?" he asked grinning at him. "Nothing" Jack replied seeing the appeal and why Oliver had had fallen in love with him. Luca laughed understand that Oliver had told him about them "You brother is in love with me, but he loves Savio more". Something between them just clicked in to place and they hand wrestled at the pools edge trying to push each other in laughing. Their antics interrupted by Oliver and Savio's arrival with drinks and Luca slipped in to the pool to swim with Mark. Savio now sat next to Jack and handed him a drink. "Thanks" Jack said smiling and not even flinching when Savio put his arm around Jack's shoulder. "You met my cousin Luca and his lover Mark" Savio said in a half question and answer "You like them?". Jack smiled and nodded then looked at Savio "Did they fuck with Olly?" he asked in a hushed tone. Savio smirked "You ask many questions" he said and pausing "you want to?" Savio asked looking at him. Jack chuckled "They are both young" he replied watching Savio slip off the side and in to the pool. Savio held out his hands indicating to Jack to follow "I take your evasive answer as a yes". Jack shook hid head chuckling in a unconvincing way, yes he thought Luca was so cute and sexy but Mark had a bit more edge on him that he liked. Oliver ran past and jumped in to the pool with a splash and Savio grabbed Jack's hand pulling him, smiling he relented and slipped off the edge in to the warm water. Any thought of the conversation he heard earlier far from his mind, slowly be began to unwind feeling them immense amount of love towards him from all four of them. With Luca and Mark he made two friends interacting like they had known each other for years, he didn't even mind Luca touching his body wanting to study his tattoos. As the sun began to sink lower over the rolling hills Oliver said he needed to get dinner ready, Luca and Savio went to help Oliver leaving Mark and Jack alone exactly how the afternoon had started. The main difference was a very relaxed Jack enjoying banter with Mark casting any shadows of doubt away. A happiness returning that he hadn't really felt this way since Oliver left home. Jack and Mark set the table up for dinner noticing seven places, Mark explained that Savio and Luca's uncle was coming to dinner with his husband. Jack chuckled asking if the entire family was gay, Mark looked at him laughing and started reeling off Luca's family members that he could remember from the party at Luca's grandfathers place. Jack was having trouble fathoming how big the family was and lost count after 30 in his head. When Nico and Johan arrived there was no question that Jack was suitably impressed laying eyes on Johan. He never gave it a thought that Johan was in fact the person he really didn't want to meet. Dinner over and everyone in good spirits was helping Oliver clean up and make coffee, Johan returned to the terrace catching Jack on his own. "Did you enjoy yourself this evening?" Johan asked standing besides him. "Yes" Jack replied "I'm glad I came here". Johan smiled looking at Jack and assessing his nature "Come for a walk in the vineyard" he said. Jack looked then followed sheepishly off the terrace "Where are going?" he asked. Johan chuckled "You need to see that all of this is about the grapes" he replied. Jack suddenly stopped "I know what your doing" he said with annoyance in his voice. "And what is that Jack?" Johan asked still walking and looking around "keep up". Jack wanted to turn back but instead he stepped forward "I heard Olly talking to the others earlier". Johan continued like nothing was going on allowing him to catch up "I don't need it" Jack implored. Johan stopped and faced Jack "Let's get one thing clear Jack, I am not going to force you". "Good" Jack replied then stopped "your not?" he asked completely confused. Johan chuckled "No Jack" he said "if you want to talk I will always be here for you". Jack's focus went to the vine they stood near "You can discuss anything with me confidentially" Johan said. "No matter what we discuss it remains between us" Johan explained calmly "just don't be afraid to talk". Jack walked on "Keep up" he said turning to look at Johan "you think I need therapy?". Johan chuckled "Some people say it makes you more interesting if you have a therapist" he chuckled. "I don't need one" Jack retorted quickly "anyway I am not interesting, Olly is the interesting one". Johan caught up and put his arm around Jack's shoulder "Your Jack that makes you interesting". Jack was caught by closeness "Being here you become part of this family in a way" Johan said "like it or not". "How so?" Jack asked letting his guard down. "Through Olly and Savio" Johan explained "You know Italian families extend their arms to all family members". Jack nodded and continued walking with Johan and took a deep breath "I had an episode earlier" he confessed. Johan held Jack closer as they walked "A need?" he asked watching Jack nod "explain what you felt?". He rambled on to Johan opening up completely and once he started talking Jack didn't want to stop. Nico watched from the terrace and returned to the kitchen tell them that Jack and Johan may be a while. After an hour Jack finally broke down and fell in to Johan's arms, he said nothing and allowed Jack to let it out and start healing himself holding him tight giving him the safe comfort that he was always here to talk to. Johan knew he needed to keep focus on the drug aspect and leave the escorting part out for now. Reassuringly he told Jack he would come over and see him tomorrow maybe take him out for the day where they could be alone and talk more. It was dark when they returned to the house, Savio and Mark were in the pool and Nico offered to make some fresh coffee for them and went inside. Jack was exhausted and collapsed in the chair his body out of kilter with the time difference but alert enough to keep a conversation going. Johan simply nodded at Oliver letting him know everything went okay. Finally the three of them were left alone on the terrace talking, Jack in his round about way opened up finally saw that he needed help. Oliver never one for showing to much emotion was close to tears and hugged his brother. Jack let go of Oliver and hugged Savio. "You can stay here as long as you want Jack" Savio said looking him in the eye "I mean it". Jack smiled "You say that now" he said looking at them both "Olly knows I am not the easiest person to know". Oliver nodded "We will stick by you Jack and you have Johan and all of us to help you". "I know you set this up" Jack said to Oliver then surprising Oliver "thank you bro" he spoke with sincerity. Savio put his arm around Jack's shoulder "Will you be okay tonight?" he asked. Jack shrugged his shoulders "I don't know, will find out I guess". "No" Savio quickly replied "You sleep with us tonight" he said looking at Jack. Oliver wasn't sure what Jack would make of it, to his surprise he watched Jack nod and hug Savio thanking him. Savio took Jack's hand and lead him inside and upstairs to their bedroom. Part of Jack was okay with this since he had slept with Oliver on many occasions growing up so it was nothing new for him. And Savio, well he had grown to like him a lot and was happy his brother had found him. Complete exhaustion overtook Jack and fell asleep before the other two got in to bed. The car pulled up to drop Luca and Mark off at their place Mark kissed Johan good night, the kiss lingered and Johan slipped Mark the tongue and lifted him off the ground carrying him inside. Luca looked at Nico 'Well uncle isn't it about time we fucked?' he asked walking up to him. Nico pulled his shorts down 'Suck it' he told Luca. Down on his knees the gravel digging in to his skin Luca closed his lips around Nico's semi hard cock. Tasting his uncle Luca moaned softly and edging further down the shaft that was growing firm. Luca choked and pulled away, Nico picked Luca up and looked in his eyes 'This is wrong' Luca said being carried in to the villa. Nico kissed him on the lips 'Tell me no' he spoke quietly his eyes fixed on Luca, he had no resistance and Luca kissed him passionately releasing one arm from Nico's neck he pushed the door closed. Johan heaved Mark over his shoulder and pulled off his shorts and underwear, then slapping his ass Mark yelped in an erotic manner. Powerless and suspended over Johan's shoulder he wriggled and giggled feeling a finger rubbing his hole, all the time Johan walked up the stairs and in to the bedroom. His finger teasing Mark's hole and loving the delighted moans he made 'fuck me Johan' he almost begged then yelped at the stinging slap on his ass cheek again 'Don't worry I will' he said dropping the giggling Mark on the bed. He scampered around and grabbed Johan's erect cock hidden within his shorts. Mark kissed his navel and ran his tongue up the solid muscle of his six pack, eyes closed and using his tongue sensing the way to Johan's nipple that he playfully bit and sucked on. His hands effortlessly undoing Johan's shorts letting them fall to the floor, his hand delved inside the jockstrap feeling the Austrian sausage that was meaty, thick and hard already oozing precum. Johan stepped out of the clothing around his feet and lifted Mark high in the air before placing him on his back on the bed. Leaning forward his kissed Mark's chest and neck slowly working up to his mouth, the heat on their lips attracting each other in a hard deep kiss. Johan looked down at Mark 'You ready for me?' he asked in the most divine deep Austrian accent that seemed to send an incredible erotic shiver through Mark's body. Johan grabbed his legs and pushed them over towards his head, running his tongue down Mark's inner thigh hitting sensitive points resulting in loud almost pleading moans of pleasure. He spat on Mark's hole then looked at him lowering his head until his tongue flickered over the hole, sharp gasping moans came from Mark's chest the deeper and harder he assaulted his hole with his tongue. Fighting to stop his climax Mark continued gasping and twisting his hip, the probing felt amazing but it was his tongue sensually running over his hole that sent quivers of delight right through his body. Even if he wanted it to stop he was powerless, his body was reacting like it was finely tuned to Johan's actions. Suddenly his hole felt lonely and looking up he briefly saw Johan who who spun him over on to his stomach, his small body in comparison was engulfed by the muscled body of Johan. Mark lifted his head 'Oh fuck' he said excitedly waiting and knowing he was about to feel the whole of Johan. Nico entered the bedroom carrying Luca whose limbs wrapped around his body, the thought going through Luca's mind that not only was this his uncle it was also his first Italian man. Luca felt himself being lowered on to the bed and with precision and expertise Nico had him naked with seconds. Luca chuckled at the similarities of the other night laying next to Mark only this time he had Nico, stroking Nico's chest he looked at the submissive mess Mark had become at the hands of Johan and knew exactly how that felt. His focus brought back to Nico moaning and looking at his uncle's mouth slipping down on his cock. The sweet warmth of his mouth working Luca's cock, a finger seeking his hole began pushing in causing him to arch his back gently and thrusting his hips up choking his uncle. Luca snapped open his eyes feeling his body being pulled up off the bed, Nico took him outside on to the balcony wrapping his arms around Luca's body he leaned on the wall overlooking the pool. The gentle neck kissing and he whispered 'Nico' followed by a deep low moan feeling his ass opening and allowing Nico to penetrate him, turning his head he kissed his uncle holding his head keeping their mouths locked together, moaning until he felt the pubic hair pressing up against his ass. With subtle gentle movements he slowly started fucking Luca. The immense rush in Luca's pushed his ass back against Nico each time he felt the hips pushing up to his ass. The warm breeze wafting over their bodies, the motion increasing then decreasing and increasing again. Nico's hand slipped down and held Luca's cock gently caressing it. Without warning Nico groaned and held his cock deep in Luca, he could feel the pulsating cock and sudden hint of warmth flowing in to his ass. Holding still long enough to breed Luca deep and allow the orgasm to subside, he quickly started fucking Luca again. He was on the verge of his own orgasm, enhanced by Nico's hold on his cock. Nico played Luca edging him then stopping, each reaction in Luca's body gave a telling sign when he was close. Several times Luca cried out almost climaxing, he balls ached from the teasing his cock was taking. There was no teasing with his ass, the cock was hard and buried deep inside feeling every inch of his uncle steadily building to breed him again. Luca felt his orgasm approaching again, his body going in to complete meltdown. Nico's hips moved faster and holding Luca tight against him he felt Luca's orgasm rising, working Luca's cock harder the muscles in his ass began twitching. Waiting for it to stop Luca cried out at his aching balls finally releasing the load. His orgasm came hard with several large volleys to cum firing against the wall in front. Nico sped up his fucking and grunted several times reaching his second orgasm, his cock fighting against the tightened muscles in Luca's ass still in throws of his orgasm. Nico's head collapsed on Luca's shoulder, both panting heavily and giggling still heightened from their sexual experience together. Inside the bedroom Johan lifted his hips allowing his cock to find it's way to Mark's hole, the gasp and full penetration taking by surprise, his legs banging against the mattress 'hell yes, oh fuck' Mark cried out blowing his load immediately. Johan chuckled 'my turn' he said laying his body completely over Mark's, using his hips he fucked with such force that Mark's body moved up the bed until Johan secured him down. Mark bit at Johan's arms moaning in sheer pleasure 'harder' he cried out and Johan responded picking up speed and intensity. He had never been so dominated in sex, Johan was a relentless fucker who knew how to use his cock. Completely out of control he kept urging Johan to go faster, harder, deeper. Johan obliged happily hammering Mark in to the mattress, a quick kiss on the mouth 'I like fucking you' Johan said grinning. Trying to catch his breath Mark kissed him quickly 'well fuck me then' he replied. Johan reared up moaning, pushing his hips down hard clenching his buttocks he quickly shot his load in to Mark's ass. Pushing deeper and deeper, moaning and holding Mark down until he was done. laying down slipping his arms under Mark he flipped over on to his back with Mark laying on top of him giggling. "Dam" Mark said stroking Johan arms "dam" he said again "does it ever get soft?". Johan laughed "Are you okay, I went a bit mad on you?". Mark chuckled "Oh god, dam" he couldn't come up with the words to describe what he had just experienced. Nico and Luca walked in "What have you done to him Johan?" Nico asked smiling. Mark laid there grinning and put a thumbs up to them sighing and wriggling his ass on Johan's cock, the muscled arms secured around his body tightly left Mark in a very obvious aroused state.

I'm likely opening a can of worms and provoking the MAGA crowd, but I need to post this. In the wake of George Floyd being lynched by knee, I can no longer remain silent. We in the QUEER community need to support our black brothers and not just with words. Those of you who can, participate in peaceful protests, making your presence known by wearing pride attire or carrying signs reading "Queer lives 4 Black lives" Let's never forget what "Stonewall" started for us. Stand up, speak out, take a knee.

Story by Gabriel on 23 Apr 2015 "Where the fuck are you man?" Alex muttered to himself as he walked down the stairs that led down a long back-alley on his way to his apartment. He tried Martin's cell phone again as he approached the door to his place...it went straight to voice-mail. Alex and Martin were childhood friends, since kindergarten thirty years now, and work with each other in a New York real-estate firm. They were supposed to meet for drinks that night. They have girlfriends, but like to mess around with each other as well, a little male bonding every now and then to make it interesting. "Fuck it!" Alex exclaimed, putting away his cell as he fumbled for his keys on an unseasonably rainy and cold October night, it's been a long day and his friend was supposed to me him at the local bar, the White Eagle in lower Manhattan. Martin was distressed, very upset about something, Alex reluctantly agreed to meet him, he had a long day at work and he was really tired but....Martin never showed up anyway. At least he got this girls' phone number while he waited, so the day was not lost. Alex finally found the right key to his front door when a noise caught his attention. Something moved down the alley by the steps he just went down. "Hello? Who's there..." he called out, smiling to himself as he realized how movie cliché that sounded. Something always bad happens to someone each time after they say that. 'Stupid cats'. Alex muttered under his breath. As he opened his door, he heard a noise again. The rain started to intensify as the garbage cans in the alley rocked back and forth from the wind disturbing them. A few lids came undone and blew across the narrow alley. Alex looked up and down the alley saw nothing then as he was about to enter his apartment a looming dark figure blew past him knocking him down. Alex barely caught it in his peripheral vision but that thing was huge! "What the fuck!" Alex yelled as he looked around startled. "Shit!...what the hell man!" he said as he got up and brushed himself off. He turned around only to find this huge dark figure standing in front of him, he tried to say something but the words didn't come. The outside lights that illuminated the alley created a silhouette of the figure, he couldn't make out what it looked like but it was seven feet tall if not more! A vice-like grip enveloped his entire body to the point he thought his body will be crushed. He felt the warm, musty breath on his face the figure panted as it held him suspending him a few inches off the ground. Alex felt his feet leave the pavement, swinging in mid-air, he didn't dare look at this beast or whatever it was, paralyzed with fear, he didn't want to see it...and then...everything went black... The next morning Alex woke up with a splitting headache and his body felt like it was made out of lead. He could barely get up off the floor. 'Oh man....what in theeee fuuuck....what-the-fuck happened last night...' Alex said quietly as he awoke, rubbed his eyes and face and realized he was completely naked and the front door was wide open. Water found it's way into the walk-in apartment Alex rents in a Park Slope Brooklyn, Brownstone. He held his head in his hands for a few more minutes, gathering his bearings. The windy rain was slamming the front door back against the wall. "Aw fuck... that's great! That's just great!" Alex exclaimed irritated realizing the mess that was all over the floor. His legs still a little shaky, Alex stood up and closed the door. He shuffled over to the closet and got the mop to clean up the partial flood in his living room. As he did so he noticed how dirty his body was, his arms were dirty, his feet were muddy, sandy, as if he just walked off the beach, his hair was messed up and dried blood was around his nose and mouth. He tasted it as he ran to the bathroom to check out what the hell was going on, flinging the mop to the floor. The reflection in the mirror startled him. "Oh shit...Oh my God....what....in theeeee hellll man..." he said quietly, slowly out-loud, gazing at this strange figure in the mirror he at first, couldn't recognize. It was as if he was swept up in a hurricane, his face was muddy as was his hair and littered with debris, matted, dirty and damp. Alex ran his fingers through his hair and over his face. He grabbed a tissue and dabbed at his bloody nose. He immediately turned on the shower and leaped into the tub and frantically started to soap himself up from head to toe. The warm water was stinging at first but eventually comforting. His body ached, it was sore all over, as if he had quite the work-out the previous night. As he was washing up he replayed that entire night in his mind. He went to a bar, waited for his friend Martin, who never showed up and never called, got a number from this smokin' hot chick and went home...that's it. So what in the hell did he do that he wound up this fucked up?! The dirt was washing away down the drain as Alex hosed off each part of his body thoroughly. The soap found it way into tender places on his body. Stinging and burning spots that were scratched or pitted with small abrasions and long scratches on his back, shoulder-blades and chest. One of his nipples was sore but other than that he was okay. Alex turned off the water and was gently toweling himself off, stepping out of the shower stall he couldn't help but wonder why the hell were his muscles so sore? From the chest down it felt like he fell down an elevator shaft or something, each step hurt like hell. He reached in the medicine cabinet from some aspirin and popped two of them. "Fuck!" Alex said, as a cold chill ran through the apartment. The front door was open, again, and the wind chilled the apartment down a bit but other than the damp floor no one seemed to have come inside. Why would they, the front door to the apartment was down a long alley, so a stranger didn't exactly see into Alex's place, it was pretty secluded from the public view. Alex went to close the door and noticed an object gleaming in the alley, as he approached it he realized that it was his cell phone! It just dawned on him that he had no idea where his clothes were, his wallet was in his leather jacket and it was nowhere in the apartment! He ran out into the alley with just a towel around his waist frantically searching for that jacket. But...it was gone, so was his shirt, so were his pants, shoes, socks! He looked around up and down the narrow alley running back and forth desperately looking in each possible corner of that alley, as if possibly he missed a spot were his clothes would've been...but to no avail. Alex went back inside slowly closing the door, mopped up the rest of the remaining water off the and put away the mop. The cell-phone was okay, not even scratched, it was water-proof so the rain soaking it was not a problem. The problem now was to call his bank and cancel those damn credit cards he lost. Not to mention the $54 in lost cash and that chicks number too! As Alex dialed his bank, as he waited for customer service, he thought about the previous night and was at a loss to explain what happened to him. He didn't drink that much and he can hold his liquor, he was no falling down drunk. The customer service representative answered within a few rings. "How may I help you today?" she said cheerfully. "Yes I'd like to cancel my credit cards...I lost my wallet, I have no idea what happened to it." Alex said speaking to the National Bank customer service rep. "Ok sir, I will cancel those and issue you new ones, you should receive those within forty-eight hours, can I assist you with anything else sir?" the female voice asked. "No, that's all, thanks a lot...oh wait, have those cards been used yet?" "No sir, the last activity was $45.34 at Home Depot...and $12.00 at a bar called..." "Yea that was mine..." Alex interrupted. "As long as no one else got to it I'm glad..." "Yes sir, thank you for being such a long-time customer and if I can be of further assistance my name is Jessica feel free to call us back with any further questions." "Okay, thanks a lot...thank you." Alex said as he hung up. As he did, he noticed that his nails were brittle, his toes as well, they practically disintegrated as he rubbed them, his thumb nail fell off completely. "What the..." Alex started to say as his cell-phone rang, it was Martin. Alex put him on speaker as he started to examine his fingers one by one. "Hey...man...how you doin' bro..." Martin said, sheepishly. "Oh don't give me that 'how you doin' shit man, where the fuck were you last night anyway? I was at the Eagle for hours!" Alex shot back, looking at each of his fingers on both hands. "I was feeling a little under the weather...but I called didn't you get my message?" "No I didn't get the message, I checked dozens of times...since you never called otherwise I would've got it, I had my phone on all night...not to mention some weird shit happened to me last night you won't fuckin' believe this I was..." "Um yea, my phones battery is low...you're kinda breakin' up so...can we meet at my place this time...later today? Martin said, cutting Alex off. "Yea....sure man...you okay?" Alex asked. Martin sounded nothing like his usual self, life of the party, loud and boisterous, and that's without a few drinks in him...but this Martin was different somehow. "Yea...yea I'm fine, I just need to tell you something, about my trip to Europe, you know I was going to tell you something last night...but...well lets' just get together soon, you need to hear this in person." Martin said, his tone more serious now. "Okay, okay I'll come over tonight around seven, sound good?" Alex replied. "That's fine bro...but make it closer to 10 PM. I'll tell you everything then." "Um, yea, ok 10 it is then...wait tell me 'everything'?...everything about what?....and why so late!" Alex shouted into the phone, his curiosity peaking. But he was met with a dial tone...Martin had already hung up. "What the fuck is going on with that boy! And what the fuck is going on with me!" Alex yelled aloud, going into the bedroom to get dressed. As he was picking out his clothes, Alex started to feel different, something was different about him. He felt warm, his nose was runny. He felt body-aches as if he was coming down with a cold or something. 'Oh great, I'm getting the flu now?' he thought to himself. He looked over at the full-length mirror in his bedroom and looked himself over. Alex was a muscular man, not the tallest guy, but at 5'6" his body was lean and ripped. He took pride in his workout routine and how he took care of himself. This time he noticed how much more defined his muscles were, his cock was semi-hard at the moment but that was not surprise, his big dick was always jumpin' around in his pants. Alex's dick got hard with a mild breeze blowing through his jeans, or checking out other fit bodies be they male or female. Nevertheless, his veins in his arms seemed to pop more, his thighs were more muscular and defined....his pecs seemed to be even more defined as well. It didn't surprise Alex much, he works out with a disciple that Army recruits don't even have but....something was different. He felt warm and his balls hung lower than normal, he was running a fever. Alex could feel it, low-grade but a fever none the less, his glassy eyes confirming it. He thought about calling Martin back and telling him he'd come by tomorrow but thought better and was determined to go and find out what the fuck was making Martin act so weird. Ever since his trip across Europe he came back different somehow, a little 'off'. Alex slipped on his boxers, socks and pulled on a white tank top. He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and noticed his front tooth was slightly chipped. "Oh crap..." he said as he swirled his tongue around the tooth and touched it with his finger. "That's gonna cost me to fix...shit." Alex called in to work and told them he was taking a sick day, now way was he in any shape to go to work and that fever could be something more than just a common cold with flu season in full swing. Alex took another aspirin and grabbed a glass of water, he wasn't in the mood to eat anything just yet. He turned on the TV and just closed his eyes for a few minutes...but he wound up drifting off to a deep sleep. Alex was dreaming... ...he was running through and alley, from his apartment, through the streets of Park Slope and into Prospect Park, running like he never ran in his life, he could smell the grass under his nose and feel the wind whistle in his ears, he ran into a man, a jogger or someone like that, that man looked up a look of horror fell over his face, and screamed! So did Alex...he shot up in his couch, there was as thunder storm raging outside, Alex was sweating and shaking but his fever seemed to be gone. Looking down at his boxers, they were soaking wet...wet with semen he had a wet-dream! A wet-nightmare was more like it. 'Oh fuckin' hell! Really? Really!' he said to himself in disbelief. He stood up and the semen ran down his legs, as he reach for a box of tissues to wipe it up. Alex's cock felt tender, swollen in fact, it was semi-erect but felt different than normal. It looked different too, something was off. It reminded him of a canine cock almost! 'No, no I'm nuts is all...get a hold of yourself boy...get a hold of yourself!' he muttered. Alex was bleary-eyed and chalked it off to just coming down off a major hangover or something. He went into the bedroom to get another pair of boxers, slipped them on and was looking for his jeans. He felt his dick twitch, and tingle as it began to get hard. His cock swelled and hardened and was tenting his boxers, the head of his cock straining through the fabric and burst through the fly! He was startled, shocked, at it's appearance. His hard cock was more animal-like than human! Like a canine penis. He stared at it in shock and disbelief, clutching it as if to stop it from becoming this, this thing! But it felt awesome! In spite of it's appearance Alex found himself grabbing it, clutching it, jerking it ferociously with both his hands. Grabbing at this balls, pulling on them, ripping off his shorts and yanking furiously at his dick til it spurt semen all over the floor in the bedroom, his balls tightened so much he thought they'd burst! His cock twitched as some residual cum leaked out of the tip and ran down the shaft splattering on the floor. 'Oh fuuuuuckin' hell that felt sooo goooood...' Alex whispered as closed his eyes and slowly slid down the wall behind him, feeling a tingling chill shoot though his whole body.... Alex woke up again, he had passed out and was lying on the floor in his bedroom. 'Damn man...what the hell was that all about!' Alex thought, holding his head and sitting straight up. Thinking about that disturbing dream he just had, was it a dream? Or something else? He grabbed his dick and examined it, looked normal to him. Alex was relieved, laughed to himself even, how could he have thought his cock was canine looking? Ridiculous! His balls ached a bit, but in that good way, the way a man feels after his jizz goes flying or spurting in his boxers during a wet-dream, there's no feeling quite like that...nightmare or not. He was a little disturbed as to why he found himself in his bedroom when he remembered falling asleep on the couch but he chalked that up to the drunken state he must've been in. It had to have been alcohol related...had to be. Alex looked at his cell phone the time said 9:34PM. 'Oh shit! I slept through the entire morning and afternoon....wait...did I go to work..yea...no I didn't I didn't?!' Alex exclaimed, questioning his memory and his sanity. He ran into the bathroom splashed some cold water on his face and got ready to met up with Martin, he was going to be late but fuck it, let him wait. As Alex on the faucet he suddenly started to drink the water coming out of the faucet, cupping it in his hand and lapping it up, ten to fifteen handfuls of water! But it wasn't enough. He went to the refrigerator and took out bottle after bottle of water and drank five medium sized bottles. Alex suddenly smelled the turkey in his refrigerator as well, taking slice after slice of it and eating it without bread, just all by itself...and it wasn't enough. Alex was feeling a craving for food like he never did, even post workout, he took out all the bread, cottage cheese, yogurt, celery sticks and devoured it all. Everything that was left in the fridge was gone...plus three more water bottles that were in there. 'What the hell is happening to me?' Alex thought as he sat in the kitchen, rubbing his hands over his face, looking at the crumbs and various remnants of food left on the table, and the empty refrigerator....staring at it all in disbelief. Alex rationalized it of course, he had a bad night, he did eat last night but he was just really, really.....really hungry is all. That's all...nothing more...right. He was suddenly aware of a presence outside his front door, someone was there...he went over to the door and opened it slowly....no one. Stepping out into the alley, Alex did notice someone. It was David, the grocery store manager across the street, he recognized the smell of his cologn. Sometimes he worked late at night in his office. He wore way too much cologne, he could smell David a mile away and....he just did! He literally did, Alex smelled that bad cologne before David was anywhere near his place! His mind was racing, there's no way he could've smelled David from the apartment that far off...and yet... Alex rubbed his hands over his face. 'What is this....what-is-this!' He wondered. Maybe he was losing his mind.... Alex seemed more acutely aware of his surroundings more than ever before, and his appetite increased. He had no rational explanation for it, hungrier, hornier than ever before! His cock vacillated between getting semi-erect and fully erect again and his balls-ached they got so tight! He was hornier than all hell, nothing new here, but even for him it was distracting...he had to rub one out before he left...he had to!! Once again Alex found himself clutching his balls, grabbing at them and furiously stroking his dick till he shot his load on the throw-rug just inside his doorway...thick jizz gushed from his hard cock splattering on the floor, the last few shots spurted forcefully landing on the floor beyond the carpet. Alex let go of his still hard, pulsing cock, as some more residual semen gushed out. Alex arched his back in pleasure, his balls were so tight as the semen ran down his throbbing shaft, making it way down over his balls before falling onto the carpet beneath. 'Ohhh....fuuuuuuuck yeeeeaaa...' he moaned. 'Fuuck yeeeeaaaaa...' he said as he continued to moan rubbing his neck and ran his hands over his pecs, his nipples responded by hardening immediately. His big cock hardened so much Alex winced for a minute or so...feeling the blood coarse and pound through his cock, watching it throb....finally it started to go down, a few more drops of semen dripped out as he rubbed his erect nipples. He was so lost in the pleasure that he almost didn't hear his cell phone ringing, waking him up from this latest intense jack-off session. Alex ran over to the phone and picked it up, it was Martin. "Yea sorry man, I know, I'm late, I'm late...but..." "No that's okay bro, I want you to meet me at this location...I'm sending you the address now..." Martin said. "Wait we're not meeting up at your place?" Alex asked incredulously. "Yea it's better if you met me here today." Martin insisted. "And hurry up....moon's rising getting stronger." Before Alex could answer Martin hung up. Alex read the text message Martin sent with the address. It was strange since that location was near the water-front. He went over to this computer and looked up the address, it was a desolate location with abandoned factories and warehouses. Alex was more confused now than ever, what the hell could be going on with Martin? "Moons' getting stronger...rising?" 'The fuck was that all about?' Alex muttered. Why meet him in some abandoned factory? Nevertheless he grabbed his keys and ran out, getting into his Jeep Wrangler and entering the address into his GPS. Alex arrived at the location about forty minutes later where Martin told him to be. Alex drove through the deserted streets, turning down a desolate alley it was about 11:20 PM and not a soul was about in that part of town. The streets were empty outside of a few trucks and abandoned cars. Alex drove around til he saw Martin's car, a classic Oldsmobile 442 was parked in an empty employee parking lot next to a open warehouse door. Martin was waiting, he waved him over, smiling. Alex parked next to Martin's car, shut off the engine and stepped out, his dick semi-hard...again, he felt that different feeling again as well. As Alex approached a smiling Martin, before Alex knew it Martin ran up and hugged him, hugged him....held him close like just found a long lost brother or something. Alex smiled and hugged him back, Martin stepped back and looked at Alex's crotch. "Bulgin' big bro as usual." he said with a laugh. "Yea, well you didn't call me out to this place to tell me that, so..." "No definitely not." Martin said chuckling. Martin just smiled at Alex...for what seemed like an eternity. He just looked at an incredulous Alex looking back at him with a 'what the fuck' look on his face. "Well? Why'd you call me out here...seriously what is this?" Martin finally spoke, he hugged Alex and motioned to the stair-case leading up to the second floor of the deserted warehouse. Alex followed Martin upstairs, and as they reached the top of the stairs and went inside the largely empty cavernous space. Martin ran inside and waved his hands in the air spinning around a few times. "I brought you here, because you and me are...kindred spirits now...please don't hate me too much with what's about to happen man." Martin said, his tone more serious and yet not frightening or threatening. Alex was a bit irritated now, and simultaneously feeling uneasy with all the mystery crap and demanded an explanation...for everything. "Will you tell me what the fuck is going on or I'm outta here Martin!...I mean enough already!." Alex shouted. Martin continued to smile. "Have you been feeling at bit under the weather, flu-like symptoms, but not really...hornier than usual...hungrier than usual...shit like that?" Martin asked. "Well...yea...yea, thought it was just a bug goin' round is all..plus I'm always horny...so?" "It's more than that Alex...much more....so much more." Martin said looking out the large cracked factory window. Alex just looked at him making a puzzled face. "Something wonderful is about to happen to you Alex...something incredible...a gift really...an unreal but amazing gift, I hope you accept it as I did." Martin said, gazing up through the skylight as the rising moon's brightness seemed to intensify. "Ok, that's it....I'm outta here..." Alex said turning to leave. "...if you're having some mental breakdown, or something..." "No, no, nothing like that....have you seen the moon tonight? It's full...not that it always needs to be but it does start the metamorphosis." Martin said cryptically. "Yea so, I mean who gazed up at the moon anymore, everyone's on their fucking smart-phones oblivious to the world around them....not, not looking anybody in the eyes...wait metamorphosis...what...fuck you talkin' bout man?!" Alex shouted, as he rubbed his eyes and leaned against a wall, feeling a bit faint, nauseous his insides feeling warm and tingly he ran his hands over his face a few times. His body felt itchy, tingly. "It's beginning Alex...it's beginning...soon you'll realize what." Martin said cryptically. "What the fuck happened to you in Europe exactly...you didn't call for weeks, no one knew where you were...I mean....." Alex's voice trailing off as he spoke, he started to sweat. Martin ran over and helped Alex down to the floor. "What're you doing man....seriously!" Alex said struggling to get up. "No! No, no! Just relax, don't fight it...let it happen it'll be less painful if you just let it happen..." Martin insisted. Alex tried to get up but...he couldn't, he was dizzy, the factory skylights seemed to spin and laying on the floor was much better than standing up. "Let...let what happen?...what's happening to me?!..." Alex asked weakly, agitated and feeling hot, sweat was pouring down his face and body, he took off his jacket and started to breath heavily. "Um...it's better if you take your clothes off man...seriously...saves on the wardrobe believe me." Martin said matter-of-factly grinning, trying to undress Alex quickly. "What the fuck you doin'!... what're are you talkin' bout man? I'm not...takin' anything....off here..." Alex started to say, trying to push Martin away as he went over and started to undress him, taking off his shirt and attempting to take off Alex's pants, unbuckling his belt. "Get the fuck away from me man! What the fuck dude? What the fuck!....seriously, you losin' it or something?!" Alex screamed, pushing Martin away violently. "I'm just tryin to make it easier for you bro is all..." Martin insisted as he took off his own jacket and clothes, he took off his shoes and pants. He put his clothes in a neat pile on an old chair stripping off his undershirt and boxers and ran over to Alex completely naked now. Alex looked at his friend, incredulously. "Dude! What-THE-FUCK-ARE-YOU doing?! Why are you...naked...why..." Alex's voice trailed off as he shook, and held his head. "What is...this....I'm so...sooo dizzy...so..." "Ok, ok, just let it happen, the more you fight it the worse it'll be..." Martin said insistently. The next event happened quite quickly as the moon came up and Alex was sweating profusely, his body seemingly coming undone or loosening up somehow. He started to grab at his chest his nipples seemed to be on fire, tingling and very tender, sensitive, his pectoral muscles started to spasm as his nipples painfully hardened, protruding through his shirt. His chest was starting to expand ever so slightly. Alex felt his muscles quivering, spasming under his shirt, as if his ribs were trying to push through his skin, then his entire musculature trembled and spasmed slowly at first, uncontrollably. "Seriously man take your clothes off...shoes...loose it all! I'm telling you...you need to!..." "Okay damn it!! fuck!! I'll take them off! Why though!? Fuuuuuk!! What's....what's going on?! Tell me!" Alex screamed in pain as he frantically grabbed at his shoelaces and took off his boots, tearing at his shirt, grasping at his belt buckle undoing it. Pulling off his jeans and stripping down to just his tank-top and boxers, but after that he fell to his knees, he was becoming something....changing, transforming into something. Martin tried his best to see him through it. "Just let it happen bro it'll be okay... in a little while..it's always bad the first time..." Martin said as he stepped back and away from Alex, he knew what was about to happen and gave him some room. "Whaaaat do ...you mean..it...it...oh shiiiiiit....." Alex tried to speak but his body started transforming, Alex's smooth body was sprouting hair, dark hair almost imperceptibly at first. Alex spun around, arching his back, as he writhed on the ground. He fell on all fours, watching as his body was transmuting, he noticed his finer nails started to get longer, claw-like! He felt itchy all over he was scratching his body as the hair sprouted from each follicle of his body, increasing in thickness by the second from head to toe. His dick suddenly became painfully erect pushing against the inside of his boxers, the veins throbbing on it's shaft, pulsing, his throbbing cock-head ripping through his boxers, pre-cum was dripping from it like a faucet! Alex looked down at this throbbing cock in disbelief of what was happening to him. "Oh! Fuck..Fuckin' hell! What's ha..happening to me! Whaaaaaaaat!" Alex screamed, watching in horror as his body was changing into...something...something he couldn't imagine. Alex stood up, unsteady on his feet as he was rubbing his hands across his body in a vain attempt to stop whatever was happening. His chest heaved, stretching, increasing in size, widening, his nipples were so hard Alex grabbed his chest in an attempt to stop it, somehow, but to no avail. Whatever was happening was continuing...a force not to be stopped. Every inch of his body was twitching, moving, reforming into something....new. His cock twitched a few times and began to spurt thick white gobs of semen on the floor. It poured down the shaft of his cock in gushing streams , his balls tightened hard against his body, as they unloaded their contents. His beard thickened and started to grow, hair was growing all over his body. "Oh shit!...what the fuuuuuuuuck!" Alex yelped, his voice crackling, changing as well. He looked at his arms and grasped at this face. His skin was stretching slowly as his body started to morph into...something... his fingers, hands, and legs were growing...taking on a canine shape....a wolf's shape! "Martin! Martin! Help me man! Help me man!!, make it stop! Aw fuuuuck!" Alex screamed in a shaky growling voice, his eyes bloodshot and welling up with tears as he writhed on the concrete factory floor, his body continued sprouting more thick gray and black fur, which protruded through his tank top ripping it to shreds. His hands as well as fingers lengthened as did his feet and toes stretching three times in size. He looked down at his legs as they stretched, his skin seemingly ripping apart as thick black hair grew on them! His hands and knuckles creaked and made cracking noises as they transformed getting longer and hairier. Martin was a few feet away....motioning with his hands in a calming way to just 'let it happen'. "I can't stop it man, you have to give into it, it'll go easier on you if you just let it happen, don't fight it man! It's the fighting that makes it worse than it could be!" Martin reiterated. Alex watched Martin, his eyes pleading for him to help make it all stop...somehow. But Martin just watched, unable to help as his friend continued to change, there was no stopping it. Alex stood up and let out a high-pitched scream arching his back violently as he fell to the floor. His spinal vertebrae pushed through his skin as a tailbone ripped through his lower-backs' skin snaking out, forming a long tail stretching the skin over it, long black hair grew in covering it. His shoulder-blades were creaking and cracking gaining in size and mass his legs lengthening. His hands elongating, claws growing out from where his finger-nails once were, long and sharp, blood leaking down from his hands. Alex screamed trying to do something, anything to lesson his torturous transformation. "Help meeeeeeeeee!! someonnne!! anyonnne!!! No! Nooooo! Nooooo! This is noooooot hapennnnning!" But it was happening, there was no stopping it. A mix of grunts and screams echoed off the distant walls of the cavernous factory as he writhed in pain as his fingers and toe-nails grew longer, thicker and sharper as they protruded out as newly forming claws. His skin was stretching as the muscles and bones grew bigger and longer, his torso elongated as well. Alex's body shook and twisted violently as he felt his abs stretching and tried to clench them from doing so but to no avail. His muscles stretched, ripped and grew to accommodate his newly forming body. He crawled along the floor tin a vain attempt to escape this somehow, but there was nowhere he could go...no way to stop this. His entire skeletal and muscular structure was morphing, transmuting every part of his human body, reshaping into his new, inhuman..lupine body. The boxers and tank top he still had on stretched as far as their stitching allowed, shredded, ripped, and tore off as his body as the transformation continued, his ears stretched out and up as his skull cracked and flexed reshaping as well. Alex's screams were muffled and morphing into loud grunts now, growls and roars, as well as painful whimpers more canine than human as he collapsed on his back twisting and turning as his DNA was being rewritten. His fingers continued to grow longer, thick fur was growing over them. All he could do is lay there writhing and convulsing on the floor till his transformation completed. He could feel the hairs as they sprouted from beneath his skin, all over his once smooth abs and body, Alex turned and managed to up-right himself on all fours again. He felt his bones, muscles and skin being pulled and elongated. There were some broken glass among the debris in the factory as Alex was transmuting he caught a glimpse of what he was...becoming, in the reflection of the glass shards. He quickly turned away in horror, his screams drowned out now gurgling into louder more guttural inhuman growls and snarls now as his head shook violently and his skull creaked and nose crackled protruding slowly pulling away from his face and elongated forward along with his jawline as his skin stretched across his long newly forming snout. His his tongue stretched along with his snout and jaw and his ears were repositioned on his head pointing up. Blood poured from his gums as his long jawline was forming as his new upper and lower canine teeth and incisors were pushing through his bleeding gums, replacing his human teeth as his green eyes were turning ice-blue. Alex foamed at the mouth as he writhed in pain, his legs shaking as he tried to balance himself on them as fur continued enveloping the rest of his body. Alex's dick twitched, sporadically harden and soften, ultimately hardening so much Alex grunted loudly in pain as his balls tightened and his dick started to ooze a few drops of semen again before it spurted violently out of his cock all over the floor. He just collapsed on the floor, he lied there on his left-side, his body shivered and convulsed intermittently while some more fur continued to sprout enveloping his face, filling in the remaining hair-free parts of his body. The semen gushing from his cock just oozed out now, his balls emptied every drop as his transformation continued. Alex rolled over on his back and grunted loudly as his leg muscles thickened and kept stretching, he legs flared out as his dick hardened and started to spurt crimson urine sporadically as it morphed into a lupine one. A long jet-stream of urine sprayed out, jettisoning over his head as his body shook and convulsed violently. His toe-nails replaced by claws now and his arms were now fully formed legs, bloody foam dripped from his gums. The pain subsided somewhat as his high-pitched whines and grunts quieted to low intermittent growls. Alex was exhausted, the urine stream subsided as well, down to a few intermittent squirts now as Alex was panting heavily, as his transformation was complete. Alex threw his head back let out an intensely loud howl that shook the girders of the factory and rattled the glass in the windows. Martin smiled and looked over at his friend, his best friend and what he's become. Alex's piercing, now ice-blue eyes, stared back at him angrily, defiantly. He stood up on his four legs, tried to take a step forward but was still a bit shaky at first, he sat down momentarily on his hind-quarters but becoming ever-more steady on his powerful legs. Some residual urine dripped from his cock, hardening and softening sporadically, his balls tightening and loosening accordingly. Alex was now a fully developed wolf, he growled, snarled and bristled his fur, he whipped his newly formed tail around and with each movement of it his semi-hard cock moved with it as well. Unable to vocalize humanly now, his grunts, growls and teeth-baring spoke for him...clearly. Alex just glared at his friend, panting like an exhausted dog, his breath visible in the cold night air of the factory as he let out another fierce howl that shook the rafters and echoed against the distant walls of the building. Saliva and blood dripped from his lower jaw onto the floor as Alex let out a slow, low-rumbling growl focusing his attention at Martin. Alexs' cock twitched and hardened again, engorged with blood, the veins pulsing and throbbing through it. Alex continued his subdued growl, his erect cock oozing precum now as he bared his oh-so-razor sharp teeth at Martin. Alex was a magnificent specimen indeed, all nine feet of him and his powerful muscles and claws. "Yea bud...yeeeessss....awsum...my...my turn buddy....my turn..." Martin managed to say, his voice cracking, body shuddering, as he fell to his knees. He arched his back and let out a guttural scream. Martin's cock was fully erect the veins pulsing rhythmically....His finger nails started to grow into claws, his face contorting and morphing his jawline elongating...pulling away from his face....

@Bolithouk maybe a crowd funded film 😎, hell I would love to see this as a gay porn movie.

I was at Lovecraft ABS before the lock down, I was in a booth jerking to gay porn waiting for a guy to get into the booth next to mine. I heard somebody go into the next booth, he was a Hispanic guy in his 20s. He didn't even look through the hole, he just dropped his pants and stuck his hooded six and a half in cock thru the gloryhole! I squatted down to breathe in the smell of his cock, it smelled like man musk, and sweat! I took it in my mouth, and tongued his head and foreskin, enjoying the skin and taste. After 5 minutes of sucking and licking, I was getting a little crampy in the legs, so I stood up, and turned around to present hole. I was already lubed up, and I grabbed his cock and rubbed it up and down my crack, this got a noise out of him because I don't think he expected to fuck a hole raw. I backed onto his cock slowly, enjoying the feeling of his cock stretching my sphincter, and pushing in as far as he could get! He started rutting me at a fast pace as I jerked my cock at the same time, I was thinking, this is the way sex is supposed to be! He was really horny, and the whole encounter lasted around 10 minutes, I could tell he was getting ready to cum, and I was going to shoot at the same time. His pace picked up, and I begged him to breed me then he stopped, I could feel the pulsing of his cock as his cum loaded me up! I shot my load seconds later, and licked my fingers to get that cum taste, fantasizing it was his cum I was eating as he filled my ass! I looked thru the hole to see him pull up his pants really quickly without cleaning up. I guess he was in a hurry to get back to work or something. I savored the feeling in my ass as I pulled up my pants knowing his cum was in my ass. I remember this vividly because this is the last time I was loaded, and I have jerked off thinking about it many times.

Glad people are liking this so far! If anyone has any thoughts on what they'd like to happen, please feel free to share! Don't know where this is gonna go and would appreciate any suggestions. Chapter 2 "Are you serious?" I asked. "In here?" "Yea," Marco said. "Why not?" I was about to say something when Marco put the bottle of poppers under my nose and covered my nostril. "Breathe in pig." I obeyed and took in a big hit. Poppers were my biggest weakness, and I couldn't help but get lost in the slutty sensation that always washed over me with a poppers rush. "Yea, just like that." Marco said as he switched to my other nostril. "Give into your hunger for poz cock." I breathed in another big hit of poppers. As I exhaled, I thought about how all I wanted to give in to my hunger for poz cock. "Strip bitch," Marco said. In a frenzy I took off all my clothes, throwing them around without any regard. Determined to fully enjoy the moment, I got on my knees and swallowed Marco’s dick. It was huge! Easily 9 inches it was a poz cock worth worshipping, and worship it I did. I started nursing on the cock head, circling my tongue around the tip. After bobbing up and down for a bit I swallowed as much as I could, nearly getting all the way to the root. I stayed there, relishing the feeling of having my mouth stuffed with a stranger's poz cock. "That's it faggot!" Marco said grabbing my head, pulling my head deeper onto his cock. "Choke on it. Choke on my cock." I kept the cock in my mouth as long as I could, but before long I had to pull off. I was gasping for air as Marco grabbed me by the chin and forced me to look up at him. “Are you a cock hungry faggot?” Marco said before spitting on my face. I was taken aback by how much venom Marco had in his voice. He felt so powerful, and all I wanted to do was obey him. “Yes Sir!” I said. “I’m a cock hungry faggot and cumdump.” “Yea?” Marco asked. “Get on the blanket. Hands and knees, facing the mirror wall. I wanna see that fag hole.” Once in the commanded position, I had a momentary moment of panic. The mirror wall Marco was referring to was exactly what it sounded like: it was a wall lined with mirrors. Staring back from the glorified mirror was my reflection, naked in a church classroom, on my hand and knees. Taped to the mirror wall were the same bible verse posters and kid drawings I had noticed when I first walked in. I couldn’t do this. I mean this was blasphemous right? Who the hell gets fucked in a Sunday School classroom? I may be a whore who lets strangers in bathhouses breed them, but this was too low. This was depraved and sick. I wasn’t the kind of faggot cumdump who’d do something so perverted. I was about to tell Marco this when he got behind me and stuck his fingers up my hole, causing me to moan. “Fuck yea faggot!” Marco said as he fingered me. “This is too perfect. Already got a cummy hole for me. How many loads you got in there? “Ten Sir,” I said through gritted teeth. The part of me that still wanted to be a good Christian felt ashamed by that. The other, larger part of me, however, felt incredibly proud. Marco’s fingers felt fantastic fucking me. I almost got lost in the sensation of his finger fucking when I saw a “Jesus Loves Me” poster and remembered I needed to stop this. Finding new resolve to do so, I took in a breath and exhaled to center myself. I was about to tell Marco to stop when he took his cummy fingers out of my ass and shoved them into my mouth. “You taste that faggoy?” Marco asked. He grabbed my head with his other hand and directed it towards the mirror. “That’s the taste of cum from 10 different guys.” I shivered when we made eye contact. Marco’s looked so powerful, so in control. I loved being dominated by aggressive guys, and Marco was definitely putting me in my place. “Any of the loads in your ass poz boy?” Marco asked into my ear as he started gently teasing my hole with the tip of his cock. “I don’t know Sir,” I said. “They were all anon.” “You poz or neg boy?” Marco asked, still teasing the tip of his cock on my hole. “Neg Sir,” I said. “Are you on PrEP boy?” “No Sir.” Marco pushed harder against my hole, slipping his head in. Caught off guard I yelped. It wasn’t painful though. Feeling Marco’s big cock in my ass felt so good, so right. I needed more! “That’s a good faggot cumdump,” Marco said. “Repeat after me. Taking PrEP is the greatest blasphemy.” What? No, taking PrEP wasn’t the greatest blasphemy, this was! I had come to church wanting to be a good Christian, and I was completely failing. I mean I was letting a poz stranger fuck me raw in a Sunday School classroom! As I stared into Marco’s reflection, the thought went through my mind again, only this time it felt different. I had come to church wanting to be a good Christian, and instead I was letting a poz stranger fuck me raw in a Sunday School classroom. That was incredibly sick and twisted, and I loved it. I loved that instead of listening through a sermon I left, snuck into the church basement, and was letting a poz stranger use me like a whore. And in a Sunday School classroom! Suddenly, it was like everything was clear. This is was being a faggot cumdump on a whole other level, and I wanted to go even lower. With that revelation I said what at the moment was the only truth that mattered. “Taking PrEP is the greatest blasphemy.” As though on autopilot, I found myself pushing my ass onto Marco’s poz cock. A devilish grin spread across Marco’s face, and I knew at that moment I’d do any act of perversion he wanted. “Fuck yea faggot. Keep fucking yourself onto my toxic poz cock. Worship that poz cock with your hole like a good slut.” Determined to be a good faggot for Marco, I did as I was told. I kept pushing back onto his poz cock to the rhythm of his fuck, and for a while the only sound in the room were our grunts. Then he asked the questions that would forever change my world. “Are you a Christian boy?” Marco asked. I was confused at first. Why was he asking this now? Wanting to be a good faggot though, I answered. “Yes Sir,” I said. And suddenly, my ass was empty. I was stunned. What happened. Why had Marco stopped? Other than taking his cock out of me, Marco had me in the same position and hold. I made eye contact with him in the mirror again, and when I did I knew something serious was about to happen. “You know at first I was gonna come down here and worship by myself, but then you walked into the balcony. I knew just by looking at you you were a pig for poz cock. Was I wrong boy?” I took in Marco’s reflection, and for some reason I couldn’t explain, doing so made me feel strong. Better yet, I felt like I was being seen. “You were right Sir,” I said. “I’m a pig for poz cock.” I was going to stop there when I thought of something else I wanted to say. “I’m...I’m a bugchaser Sir.” I couldn’t believe it. I actually spoke my biggest truth out loud. I’m a bugchaser. I had never told anyone that before, at least not in person. A feeling of intense fulfillment washed over me, which only grew when I noticed Marco was looking at me with pride. “I’m gonna give you a choice boy. You can stay a Christian, and we’ll stop. Or, I can shove my toxic poz cock back up your unprotected neg hole, breed you, and baptise you into a poz cock worshipper. I’m not here today as a Christian. I worship poz cock, and I’m here to commit acts of perversion to honor it. Pozzing neg hole in a Sunday School room is way better than just jacking off in one. So what’s it gonna be boy? Are you staying a Christian, or are you gonna worship poz cock with me.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Was this really happening? How had choosing to go to church for the first time in years led to me choosing whether to be Christian or a poz cock worshipper? Nothing about this situation made sense, but I knew how I answered would determine how I lived for the rest of my life. With that in mind, there was only one thing to choose. “Poz cock,” I said, beaming with pride at my decision. “Let’s worship poz cock. Poz me! Poz me in this Sunday School classroom!” And with that, Marco slammed his toxic pox cock back into my unprotected neg hole. He fucked with fury as we celebrated the gift of poz cock. I had never felt so happy than I did in that moment accepting poz cock as my whole world. Suddenly Marco paused. “What’s your name boy?” Marco asked. “Jacob Sir,” I said. “I’m a faggot, bugchasing cumdump and my name is Jacob.” “Well Jacob,” Marco said while pulling all the way out until just the tip of his poz cock was in. “Do you, a faggot, bugchasing cumpdump, accept poz cock and cum as your salvation?” “Yes Sir, I accept poz cock and cum as my salvation.” Marco slammed all the way in, and pulled back out to the tip. ““Do you, Jacob, a faggot, bugchasing cumdump, accept that PrEP is the greatest blasphemy and pledge that you will never let it into your body?” “Yes Sir, I accept that PrEP is the greatest blasphemy and pledge that I will never let it into my body.” Again, Marco slammed all the way in, and pulled back out to the tip. This time his hold around my neck tightened. “Do you, Jacob, a faggot, bugchasing cumdump, commit your life to taking as much poz cock and cum into your body?” “Yes,” I said, struggling a bit through Marco’s choke hold. “I Jacob, a faggot, bugchasing cumdump, commit my life to taking as much poz cock and cum into my body.” Marco slammed violently back in. He pulled back out to the tip, digging the nails of his fingers so hard into my skin I thought he’d draw blood. “And finally, do you, Jacob, a faggot, bugchasing cumdump, commit to worshipping poz cock through acts of perversion, filth, obsession, and leading neg whores to the poz brotherhood?” “Yes, I Jacob, a faggot, bugchasing cumdump, commit to worshipping poz cock through acts of perversion, filth, obsession, and leading neg whores to the poz brotherhood.” And with that Marco started fucking me like a mad man. Never had I had such an intense fuck. I attempted to match his thrust, but he was so wild all I could do was go limp and enjoy being fucked into submission. After what felt like forever but was probably only 10 minutes, Marco finally spoke again. “Here it comes boy.” As Marco kept pounding I waited with anticipation. This was it. I was finally going to get his toxic poz load. A load that would mark me as a poz cock worshipper, and would hopefully lead to my conversion into a poz faggot cumdump. “Yes Sir! Poz me!” I screamed so loud I wondered if the congregation upstairs heard me. “I worship poz cock,” I murmured to myself as I enjoyed the depravity and perversion of the situation. “I worship poz cock. I worship poz cock.” “Praise poz cock!” Marco screamed as he switched from rapid, shallow pumps to slower, deep pumps. “I baptise this faggot bugchasing cumdump Jacob in toxic poz cum and grant it salvation, perversion, filth, and obsesion.” I could feel Marco’s thick and toxic poz cock pulse against my hole, as well as the heat from Marco’s toxic poz cum filling me up. “Praise poz cock,” I said. I couldn’t believe it. I had just converted into a poz cock worshipper. In a way, it felt like an affirmation for who I already was. By not going on PrEP and frequently going to bathhouses, I was already bugchasing. I always felt the most authentic in bathhouses, in large part because I got to worship cock. Bathhouses were now officially my church, and I planned to worship poz cock there often as possible. As the pulses from his cock slowed down, so did Marco’s pumping. Soon he stopped completely, and after a moment’s rest he pulled out. When Marco let go of me I collapsed onto the blanket. I was completely spent, and wanted nothing more than to lay there. But Marco had one or task for me. Coming around and stepping in front of me, he aimed his cock at my face. “Thirsty faggot?” Before I could answer Marco started pissing on me. I was shocked at first. But then, the desire for perversion, filth, and obsession came over me. Pushing myself up and getting into a more comfortable position, I opened my mouth and maneuvered so Marco was pissing it. Eagerly I drank as much as I could. Some overflowed onto my body, so I rubbed what didn’t make it into my mouth into my skin as though it were lotion. Before my baptism in toxic poz cum, the idea of being showered in piss in a Sunday School classroom while a church service went on upstairs would’ve been abhorrent. Now, I reveled in it as a poz cock worshipper. “Praise poz cock,” Marco said. “Praise poz cock,” I said. Marco put out his hand and pulled me up when I took it. Once I was standing he pulled me into a deep kiss, causing me to melt into his arms. Pulling away, he looked at me with unexpected affection. “Wanna commit acts of perversion to worship poz cock?” Marco asked. “Fuck yea,” I said. “Good. Now let’s get out of here before one of the Christians upstairs discovers two poz cock worshippers desecrating a Sunday School classroom.” We both burst out laughing. After one more kiss on the lips Marco started gathering his clothes. I started to do the same when a wicked thought crossed my mind. A wicked, perverted, filthy thought. I started jacking off my cock as I walked toward the mirror wall, stopping in front of the poster that said “Jesus Loves Me.” At hip level, it was the perfect height for my plan. “Hey what are you doing?” Marco asked. “We need to go.” In my periphery vision I could see in the reflection he had moved behind me. I looked back at him and flashed the most wicked smile I could muster as he looked at me with confusion. “Praise poz cock,” I said with conviction. Looking back at the “Jesus Loves Me” poster, I continued to jack off while saying “praise poz cock” over and over. I thought about how in trying to be a better Christian I ended up letting myself be corrupted into a poz cock worshipper. I thought about how if my church-going family knew what I was doing they’d be appalled and disgusted. I thought about how church-going teenage Jacob would’ve been shocked and horrified by how low I’ve gone. I thought about how mid-twenties Jacob would be thrilled by how I’ve descended into the faggot bugchasing cumdump he was too scared to be. Finally, I thought about the only thing that mattered: Poz cock and cum. When I was almost ready to cum, I moved closer to the poster. “Praise poz cock, praise poz cock,” Marco muttered along with me, now standing right behind me. Briefly I glanced away from the poster and at Marco’s reflection in the mirror. Based on his smirk I could tell he knew what I was going to do. “Praise poz cock,” I screamed before blasting a massive load of cum onto the “Jesus Loves Me” poster. After taking a moment to appreciate my work, I licked up what was hopefully my last neg load off the poster. I made sure not to swallow anything, and once I lapped up everything I turned around and pulled Marco into a kiss to feed him my blasphemous load. We snowballed for a bit, until finally all the cum had been swallowed.. “Okay,” Marco said, pulling away. “This time we actually have to go.” “Okay fine,” I said. “Can we keep worshipping poz cock?” Marco laughed and smacked my ass. “Baby,” Marco said. “We’ll be worshipping poz cock for the rest of our lives.”

Chapter 1 Looking at the church door, I froze. It felt odd being there. You see, I hadn't been to church in years. Growing up I went every Sunday because as a kid I thought it was what I was supposed to do. Plus it made my parents happy. By the time college came around I only went to church on special occasions. Before long not even then. So why was 30 year old me here? Although I'm not very religious, I never stopped considering myself a Christian; I just got to a point where attending church services didn't have much meaning for me. I had found myself wondering if now that I was older, going might give me something I had been too immature to previously appreciate. With that in mind I picked a Sunday to test out the nearby church and committed to go. Opening the door and seeing the regulars congregate in the lobby, I instantly regretted not delaying my visit like I had been toying with. You see, my ass was full of cum . It wasn't on purpose though! Having made the plan to come to church, I had pledged to be a good boy and spend Saturday night abstinent instead of taking loads from strangers like I usually do. But a regular hit me up and teased me with pics of his dick, and I soon found myself at his place, ass up, face down, and getting loaded. I figured since I took one load it wouldn't hurt to take another, which ultimately led to a night at the baths. Walking in and looking around, I felt so out of place. Almost everyone there, with the exception of a few couples, was over 60. Every step I took made me aware of how well-fucked and tender my ass was, which made the level of guilt I felt nauseating. Maybe the regulars could tell I was nervous, because before long people kept walking up to me. Most just gave me general welcomes to the church. A few were especially chatty, like this one woman who wouldn't stop babbling about how the church was looking for ushers. Finally, just when I couldn't take another "God be with you," the sanctuary doors opened. I started following the crowd into the sanctuary when I noticed a set of stairs to the left. A sign above said "balcony." Score! Hardly anyone was going up, so I figured I might be able to avoid being around too many people. And I was right! When I walked onto the balcony, there were only five people there. To my surprise, there was a guy about my age sitting up there. Best of all, he was smoking hot. As I passed by the guy we momentarily made eye contact. Perhaps it was wishful thinking, but I swore he licked his lips as he gave me the once over. I felt my cheeks turn red as I almost came right there on the spot. Mortified, I scurried to the back and away from the others. Settling in my seat I took another look at the guy, and even the back of his head was sexy. Needing to calm down I took a deep breath and exhaled. This wasn't the time or the place. I felt so fucked up being horny in church. That was wrong, right? Soon the service started, and thoughts about the hot guy stopped. Instead, my mind was consumed by one thing: boredom. This was absolute torture! First a hymn. Then a prayer. Then another hymn. And on and on it went. Half way through, I couldn't help it. I had to check out grindr. I knew it was fucked up to do in church, but I needed a distraction. Without one I'd fall asleep and fill the sanctuary with snoring! Opening the app, I was shocked to see who was only a few feet away from me. In a shirtless pic with his face fully shown was the hot guy sitting in front of me. Oh. My. God. I looked through his pictures and practically died. Not only was he jacked, he was also tatted up! One in particular caught my attention: the biohazard sign on his right pec looked so hot on his caramel skin. I was practically drooling as I stared at his picture. Not only was this hot Christian guy gay, but he was poz too! Mindlessly I started rubbing my crotch and biting my lip. Thank god I was not only in the pew farthest to the back but alone too. I was debating whether or not to message him when my inbox pinged. I opened my inbox and couldn't believe it. Hot guy messaged me! "Hey cutie. Looks like you're not paying attention to the service either." I looked over and he was looking back at him. With a wink he held up his phone, showing me my own profile pic. Chuckling I replied back. "Nah. I don't know what I was thinking coming. This is so boring!" "I know! Can't deal with this shit anymore. Got a way to make it more entertaining though. Want my cock? Know a place we can escape to." I gasped when I got his dick pic. He was huge! Without hesitation I replied back. "Yes! I need your big cock up my ass!" "Lol thought so. Wanna know my status?" I paused not knowing what to say. Despite today's church excursion, I was without a doubt a whore. I loved taking loads from strangers, but I knew it was a risky lifestyle. I tried to be good about knowing other guys statuses, and when it came to online hook-ups I was. Bathhouses were a different story. The first couple of times I went I'd ask about status here and there, but eventually it seemed pointless. I knew guys could lie, especially in the heat of the moment. And besides, when you're face down, ass up, you're not exactly in the position for asking questions. Still, normally in positions like this I make an effort to know. Eventually, I came to a decision. "Nah. Don't care. Just want your load." The biggest smile filled my face when I hit send. For the first time when given the opportunity, I chose not to ask about status. I actually said I don’t care! "Good cumdump," the guy texted. "I'm gonna get up and go down the stairs. Wait a bit and then follow." "Yes Sir." With that set I sat back and waited. I couldn't keep my eyes off him as the hot guy got up and made his way towards the door. He was so tall! After he went through I waited about 30 seconds before following. I met up with him on the stair landing. With a wicked smile he winked and started making his way down the stairs. My hunger for his cock only grew as I followed him. I had no idea where we were going, nor did I care. At the bottom of the stairwell the guy stopped suddenly, causing me to slam into him. "Opps!” I said. “Sorry dude!" "Hey no worries buddy," he said smiling. "I like it rough anyway." He smiled and I instantly froze; I couldn't believe this was happening! I had come to church today with the intention of reconnecting with my Christian roots, and somehow it had led to hooking up with a hot guy. Never in my life had I felt like such a perverted whore. I liked it! Things got even better when he grabbed my head and forced me into a passionate kiss. My knees buckled as his arms enveloped me. Our hands roamed over each other, and I got lost in the growing hunger for his breath and lips. If this guy hadn't pulled away I never would've stopped. "I'm Marco by the way," he said, grabbing my arm. "Follow me." Marco opened the stairwell door and pulled me through with him into a hallway. Besides being well lit, the hallway seemed a bit neglected. Folding tables and chairs lined the hallway, as did boxes filled with random items. "They used to have Sunday School down here," Marco said as he pulled me down the hall. "At least until there were no more kids to teach. Now it's just old people who - Ah! There it is." We stopped at a door with a window built in. Looking through, it seemed we had stopped at a classroom, which I thought was odd. My hot stranger didn’t though. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a key, and looked back at the door. "Yep, B-4." Using the key Marco unlocked the door, opened it, and pulled us in. Once inside Marco let go of me and locked the door. I watched as he went from cupboard to cupboard, until ultimately stopping at one and pulling out a large blanket. Blanket in hand, Marco walked to the center of the room, pinching my ass as he walked by me. "Get naked slut," Marco said. Watching Marco lay out the blanket, I was suddenly very aware that not only was this a classroom, it was a classroom for kids. Posters with Bible verses lined the walls, as did drawings clearly done by kids. While some of the tables and chair sets were normal sized, some were also small. Toys filled boxes along the walls and were littered around the room. The more I looked around the more shame and guilt filled me. What the fuck was I doing? Did this guy really expect to fuck around in here? "Well, what are you waiting for?" Looking back at Marco, I saw that he was now naked. Seeing Marco naked took my breath away. It was way better than the pictures. As he slowly walked towards me, bottle of poppers in hand, all I could do was stare at his biohazard tattoo. When Marco got in front of me he opened the bottle of poppers, and took two long hits in each nostril. I realized that yes, he did expect us to fuck around in here.

was in the city and got a message from a cute young twink on grindr so headed over to his and spent about 20 minute nutting his butt hole giving him a nice continuous precum flow and then the final explosion

And just wanted to say, love having you inside me at SpaXs and sorry could not catch your attention at the last Fuckd Party. You have an incredible cock!

Just got home from taking a quick load in my hole. Walked to his apt 2 blocks away from me, walked in, he was in bed wanking, I pulled down my pants, he shoved his cock in me and nutted about 3 minutes later. 🙂

#ThirstTrap

went to a peaceful protest in my small town yesterday. ran into many people i haven't seen a while. Including a former white student of mine who i first played and corrupted some 20 years ago. Fucked his virgin hole back then and introduced him to both xxx vid stores and black cock soon after he graduated high school...Then lost touch with him . Flash forward some 15 years later ( like 5 years ago) and i'm teaching his son .. at the parent conference he, his wife and a black guy all come in to the room. turns out they were a new type of modern family lol - all living together , with wife now married to the Black Man. . At the rally saw the whole family for the first time in years- including their new son, who was obviously came from the sperm of the Black Man. Exchanged numbers and plan to see each other again.

I don't get hard when I bottom. It only leaks pre-cum. I get all the pleasure from my hole

Answer a: They had better be, or they’re going to get fucked dry. Answer b: With their hands. A willing bottom is going to present ass-outward so that’s what gets found by hands fumbling in the dark. If somebody finds your mouth, expect something to be shoved into it. If somebody finds your cock hard, expect them to try to pull it into something wet. If it’s not hard, expect someone to at least try to make it hard.

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

Mine was a while back I had had some fun with a buddy of mine and wanted to exercise afterwards. I went on a run and thought nothing of a thick load planted deep inside me a couple of hour ago. I finished the run and wen to the store to get some drinks and oblivious to the stream of cum that had leaked down my leg. Normally it would have been a turn on but a store associate asked if I needed a tissue. I was so embarrassed but that’s what happens when you let big boys play with your hole.

*****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)

Damn, wish you were out here in L.A. buddy - been 11+ weeks now without and I need it bad!

When I was on PrEP it made me sick as a dog every day. Now that im POZ, my HIV meds dont make me sick ever lol The irony in that. It was well worth it to me to just convert.

They are being eased here in Chicago. I was able to get a few loads at some parks. I prefer older men so most have not wanted to take the risk of hook up. Some of my regular fuck buds have started to come around again. Two use my pussy but one guy will only let me suck his cock.

Another home run

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Thanks, stud. And thanks to all who comment. It makes it so satisfying to get feedback from you piggy fuckers.

Bareback bottom looking to be bred, No loads refused. Open to most kinks anything vanilla to [banned word] just say when and where. Breed my hungry hole

The otter and I were supposed to breed this weekend, but he told me he wasn’t feeling well and needed a rain check. Feverish. I think I knocked him up. Or Covid.

Damn buddy, I'm right with you. After 11+ weeks without cocks I need them more than ever now. I restarted PrEP on Saturday, so by this week I think my hole's gonna be fucked and bred again. Oink!

Brent Corrigan in his prime.

I’ve said pretty good overall because I’m sure that’s the truth. I’ve had ups and downs throughout my life but on average I’d have to say I’m lucky enough that the ups outweigh the downs. Yes I got pozzed, wasn’t looking for it, it just happened. I don’t even know exactly when. All I can say is that I was obviously out having fun at the time. Now I just deal with it. I try to always be optimistic even when things suck, mostly it works. I was never on any self destructive crusade. I was just having fun without worrying about consequence. Now I’m still having fun but with a bit more thought.

Yesterday I got treated to a visit from my boyfriend on his lunch break. He goes to work early so he came through at about 11 in the morning. My mom was home but I was so horny that I just had him come to my room and fuck me while she stayed in the living room. When he got off work I freshened up and went to his place to spend some time with him and his room mates. I ended up getting dicked down pretty hard and his two room mates took turns fucking my throat. I was coughing and spitting up the whole time but I loved it. When me and the bf went to bed I was exhausted and slept like a rock. We got up early this morning and made out but my bf wanted me to let my pussy and my throat rest up. He ate me out a little bit but that was it. So no more cock for me until he's off work tonight which stinks because I'm horny again and there's a crew of hot guys pouring concrete in my neighbor's driveway across the street.

"What are you doing," Travis said as he comes back from the bathroom. "Just getting comfortable and high," I admit. I've striped down to my jockstrap. "You," I ask suggestively. Travis walks over to me and stands there with his crotch in my face. I undo his jeans and slide them down revealing his thick uncut dick. "You shaved," I said quite relieved that I wouldn't be dealing with a forrest of pubes. Straight guys are the worse at personal grooming. "It does make it look bigger," he admitted. Not that his dick needed to look any bigger. It wasn't as long as mine, but it was fat as hell. I first shaved my brother's pubes for him a couple of months after we started messing around on the regular. It seemed like it was going to continue and he wasn't freaked out fucking a guy - let alone his older brother. It was in the men's locker room at school. Mid-day when nobody was around I took him into one of the shower stalls, got on my knees, and trimmed his bush. It made us both hard. And that was the first time my younger brother fucked me in public. "Well. Suck it, faggot," he commanded while standing there in front of me. What Travis liked about fucking around with me is how rough and dominating he could be with me. In all of my actual relationships, I'm the strong commanding top. But with Travis I get off being humiliated and used. I started opening up to him about the boys I was fucking around with and the piggy stuff we did. It always intrigued him how guys could do things like go to bathhouses and take anonymous loads so easily. The first time he called me a trashy faggot I nearly came instantly. Through me he gets to do things he can't otherwise do: fuck raw, spit, rough house, etc. We've been on a trip exploring together. "U going to breed my queer hole," I ask? We both get pretty verbal. "I haven't jizzed in a week," he said bending me over the back of the couch and spitting on my hole for lube. "I'm going to use you all night, bro." And with that, the wonderful pain of a thick uncut cock sliding into my hole engulfed me. We fucked over the back of the couch for a little bit until Travis threw me onto my back on the couch and began plowing me deep with my legs in the air. We go back and forth between angry sex and sweet sex. In this position it's not uncommon for us to kiss passionately. And then for him to spit down my throat. Hot. After a while of getting used as a fuck hole by my straight brother, he finally empties deep in my guts. He doesn't stop right away. He continues to fuck my cum-filled hole and watching his dick slide in and out of my ass. He likes seeing his dick covered in cum sliding in and out of me. We eventually head into my bedroom. I've got a nice queen bed -- much better than the little twin back at college. When he stays over, my brother still sleeps in the same bed as me. He starts asking about my sex life. Lately he's enjoyed hearing of my conquests and shenanigans. He's always amazed at how gay guys can do random hookups and go to bathhouses. "Tell me about this boy of yours," he asks. "Well he's not really a boy," I tell him. I explain how Sam and I first meet online and had a party weekend together. And I told him how much he's been opening up about wanting to play around more and be an adventurous slut. "I think I may like him," I say. "He's not complicated and I don't think there'd be any issues with us playing together or separate. He really wants me to whore him out sometime," I tell my brother. "It'd be fun to take him to Palm Springs for a weekend and turn loose." "You'd go all the way to Palm Springs to go to a bathhouse," my brother asked? "No to a resort. We'd go for a long weekend. Part a little. And do random hook-ups by the pool during the day and in the sling at nigh," I said knowing that Travis has never seen a sling and that would blow his mind. "And you'd watch as he hooked up with other guys?" "Yea!" I said. "And wait for his hole to be full of random loads before I added mine to it. Fuck - that sounds hot!" I was getting excited thinking about it. "Where are the damn resorts full of slutty women," he said all defeated. "There are none. Hey! Wanna go with us?" I asked knowing the answer. "What, to a resort in Palm Springs to watch you fuck your boyfriend? What the hell would I do there?" "Well we would hang out, mostly. Get high and you can feel free to fuck around," I told him. "I don't wanna fuck men - only you." "Oh, that's sweet little bro. So.... come to Palm Springs and fuck me then. I'll get you flying so high that you won't care. And you can go to town on my gay ass out by the pool," I said. "Guys will get off watching you have your way with me outdoors." Now he was starting to think about it.

Chapter Seven - Shenanigans and Revelations, Part Two Another week had just passed, and with that, brought about Sam's return home from his trip. He got in touch with Daniel as soon as he could, and they arranged to meet up for dinner on that Friday evening. It was a pretty standard meal at an Italian restaurant but Sam was just happy to be back in Daniel's company, and vice versa. They went back to Sam's place afterwards, and had a couple of glasses of Rum & Coke, and a couple of cones. "Listen, babe...." Sam said, in a sort of tentative manner. "I really need to tell you something, but...." he sighed, and bit his bottom lip, and looked down at his hands, struggling to look Daniel in the eyes. Daniel reached out and put his hand over Sam's. "It's OK, you can tell me anything.... what's up?" Daniel asked. "I'm a bit scared of what it could mean.... ... I like you a lot, and I don't want to lose you. I don't want to cause you any harm, either, but.... While I really enjoy sex with you, I don't really like using condoms." Sam replied. "They just feel like a barrier between myself and you, and it's like.... I'm not really connecting with you in a physical way." "It's OK, I know what you mean. I have to be honest also..." Daniel said. "I have also been thinking about ditching the condoms, and the only real reason I have been asking you to use them is because I like you and care about you, too. I'm falling for you big time, baby, but... I have had the odd hookup with other guys, cruising around and stuff, in the early days, when this was just a bit.... new and uncertain....." They both paused for a moment, Sam was looking in Daniel's eyes at this point, not judging Daniel, but rather.... paying full attention to the not-so-innocent lad and what he was saying. "I see. Well, I'm not upset or anything about that, I kind of know a lot of guys aren't perfectly monogamous..... I certainly have played around a lot, and well...." Sighing again, his eyes closed, and a single tear leaving one of his eyes and rolling down his cheek, Sam let it out. "I'm HIV positive. I was pozzed by a dom top guy in a sauna about 6 months ago." Daniel placed his hand gently on Sam's face, caressing him by his jaw line, and replied "It's OK, babe. I'm not afraid of it or anything..... These days, it's not exactly a death sentence like it used to be, especially with the....." "Meds? I'm not taking any, yet...." Sam interrupted. Daniel was shocked for a brief moment. He didn't know what to say. He contemplated what he could possibly be putting himself through if he let Sam have sex with him unprotected now. He liked.... no.... he was pretty damn sure now, and had been for a little while, that he loved this guy, and wanted to feel his cock and cum inside him. Truly connected in flesh and lust, and sharing the seed of this man. Real sex. Not that condomed sex was terrible, but it wasn't that much different in feeling to sitting on a dildo, and Daniel didn't want that. He didn't really want to get sick, but.... Sam seemed in pretty good shape. Curiosity peaking a little, Daniel got up the courage to ask. "What's it like? Did you get sick, or do you feel anything like that?" "Well, I got pretty sick at first, like a bad flu, that lasted a couple of weeks, but... started feeling better and feeling horny afterwards. Really horny." Sam replied. "Wow..... but, are you going to go on meds if you get sick, or what?" Daniel asked. "I guess so?" Sam hadn't even thought that much about it. Part of him had been wanting to go on meds already, as he had heard a lot about how taking meds early can reduce his viral load, but... there was a part of him that kind of wanted to ride this out. Maybe even share the virus with someone else. It was a twisted thought, but.... it just made him uncontrollably horny thinking about it. He'd jack off when he and Daniel weren't together and fantasize about pozzing him, so they could both share the strain together. "Sam......" Daniel began, and Sam looked up at him, and they shared a brief pause, staring at each other's eyes now. "I love you, man. I think.....I want...." Before he could finish the sentence, Sam leapt at Daniel, like a wild animal, and began kissing him passionately. Daniel kissed back, the two in a tangled embrace, locked in each other's arms. "You want me to fuck you? To put my raw cock inside you, and pump your ass full of my dirty load, baby?" Sam asked. "Fuck yeah, daddy.... please fuck me with your raw cock.... I want to feel you blast your cum inside me.... please" Daniel replied, getting hornier and hornier with Sam's talented lips and hands, feeling him caress and kiss all over, kissing and sucking at the nape of his neck, which drove him wild. "You want me to infect you? To share this special virus with me? Take my DNA and let it grow inside you and become a part of you?" "Yes, babe..... make us part of each other.... forever....." The two rolled on the floor, stripping as they went, still stealing kisses and fondling each other in a rampant, animalistic lust, their minds now capable of thinking only of each other's bodies, and soon enough they were both naked, save for maybe a sock or two.... Daniel spun around, lying on top of Sam, and grabbing his hard cock, directed his mouth straight onto it, sucking it down like his life depended on it, while Sam gripped his ass cheeks and spread them apart so he could gain access to Daniel's sweet hole, spitting on it and rimming him, drawing garbled moans of pleasure from the lad, who was now driving his head up and down Sam's shaft, fucking his own throat in quick and long, full, strokes with Sam's engorged penis. Alternating between rimming and fingering Daniel's hole, stretching it open as he did so, Sam then told Daniel to get in position, on his back, holding his legs in the air. Once he was ready, Sam positioned himself in between his legs, holding his throbbing cock in one hand, guiding it towards Daniel's blinking pucker. Looking him in the eye, and leaning forward so their heads were inches away from each other, just before penetrating him, Sam said "I love you, baby...." "I love you too. Please fuck me" Daniel replied. He then felt Sam pressing the head of his cock against his hole, and Sam leaned in for a kiss, thrusting his raging member inside his lover's tunnel. As his hole was being forcefully stretched open, Daniel cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, his hole burning slightly as Sam's massive cock ripped into his guts. "Tell me about the other guys you fucked. Did you let them fuck you?" Sam asked, almost teasing Daniel.... "Yes" "Did they fuck you with a condom? Like we used to?" "No...... I.... they...... didn't ask.... or didn't seem to have one...." Sam slapped Daniel across the face. Hard. "Slut". Then, holding his jam firmly, kissed him again, then spat in his open mouth. "Keep going..... I want to know just how much of a dirty whore you really are....you let them cum inside you, didn't you? It felt good, didn't it? Being used by those random men? Letting them breed you like a slut? Being a free use, trashy fuck hole.... You love it, don't you?" Sam spat in his face again, and slapped him. "Look at you now, taking my raw, unmedicated poz cock inside you. I'm gonna fucking poz your hole, make you my whore. Maybe tie you up and let a bunch of sleazy men have their way with you." All the filthy, dirty talk had Daniel in heat. Being degraded and used turned him on more than he could rationalize, and he grabbed his own cock and began pumping it in his gripping fist, and moaning in pure ecstasy. Sam's raw cock felt amazing inside him, he could feel every inch, every vein, every bump, feel him throb inside his silky fuck tunnel. Harder..... faster.... sliding in and out.... it was even more special that it was Sam's. He loved no one else more, and was his special slut. Sam kept a good steady rhythm, but after a while, it just became too much for Daniel, and pushed him over the edge.... it just felt too damn good......."Fuuuuuck, I'm coming.... fuck me harder, baby!..... Uhhhhh....aaaah!" Daniel cried out, spraying cum all over his belly, and breathing heavily. "Fuck.... I'm gonna cum too, soon.... gonna poz your slutty cumdump hole.... aaaah... fuuuuuck yeah! Take my fuckin dirty load, bitch....." Sam howled, grunting and panting, as he trusted his spewing cock, planting his corrupted seed deep within his lover's ass.

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Other Masters began to stand and approach the basket held by a handler, one by one they withdrew strips of paper to claim a pup for the evening. As the last strip was called out, Master Marcus turned to address the handlers, “Thank you for those who brought your owned pups here to share with us this evening, I promise they will all be treated well. You are free to roam the first and second floors at your leisure, beer and other alcohol is in the kitchen.” Master Marcus dropped his strip of paper to the floor and walked slowly towards me, reaching out with his hand to rub my head and took his other and slowly, sensually, began to trace a line of sexual fire down my spine towards my ass. Without thinking, only reacting, I moaned as my cock began to thicken in my jockstrap and my ass rose in the air as he reached the small of my back. “You are a fine specimen my boy, and I look forward to training you this evening. Are you ready to obey your Master pup?” he said, leaning in close to my neck, emphasizing the word master as he spoke in the same calm, controlled, authoritative voice. I could feel the heat of his breath against my skin, sending goosebumps and shivers through my body as one hand began to gently rub my hairy chest and the other cupped by ass cheek, and I gave him an enthusiastic bark to affirm my approval with him taking control. “Stand up pup, and follow your Master.” I obeyed, standing and moving on legs that had lost a will of their own, and followed him up two flights of stairs to the very top floor of the townhome. A large set of double doors were opened by him, leading into a spacious bedroom with a massive bed covered by play sheets, sitting beneath a heavy, wrought iron four post frame. Leather restraints, spreader bars, handcuffs, and rope all hung from the overhead rails. To the left of the entrance was a fireplace with a gentle fire roaring, in front of which a sling had been erected, a soft fur lining pad placed within. Right of the entrance was another set of doors that I presumed went to a bathroom of sort, thought he doors at present remained closed. As I took the bedroom in, Marcus moved behind me and I heard the bedroom door shut, and the unmistakable click of a lock and the heavier sound of wood against wood. I stood there, feeling nervous as he remained out of my line of sight, feeling his presence close behind me, until I felt his chest against my back, the bulge of his crotch against my cheeks. His muscular arms came around and he hugged me from behind, slowly rubbing his hands across my furry chest and teasing my nipples over and over again. Pleasure began to build within my body, my cock swelling towards full mast within my jock, precum steadily pouring from my piss slit. As I tossed my head back in surrender his left hand came up to meet my throat, slowly but deliberately cutting off my air. “Tonight I’m going to make you mine boy, and you are going to earn my superior seed. We will start with your first lesson now. Take off your jock boy, you will never again cover yourself in my presence, is that clear?” I woofed my affirmative and doffed the jockstrap immediately before he continued, his hand grasping my balls painfully. “Now lay down in the sling and get comfortable, and you’ve 10 seconds to lose that erection boy. I didn’t give you permission to get hard like a man.” After not cumming for days and being in this environment I whimpered my compliance and stumbled over to the sling, desperately willing my erection to fade. I settled into the very comfortable confines of the sling and place my hands and ankles in the clearly designated restraints. Master Marcus secured me, each one with the sound of a lock clicking, each lock clicking doing nothing but making my cock continue to point upwards towards my face, drooling precum onto my hairy abs. If he was angry, or disappointed, his face didn’t show it. Master Marcus pulled a small table on wheels out from a closet and set it next to the sling. In my limited field of vision I could hear and see him manipulating some manner of metal. A cloth was put over my muzzle and the familiar aroma of popper washed through my senses, disorienting me I felt the sharp pressure of what could only be a needle push into my cock and a brief pressure as something was injected. The cloth was withdrawn and I looked at Master Marcus with concern. He responded, reading that worry within my eyes. “You submitted to me downstairs pup. You belong to me now. And that means you WILL obey your superiors rules. Take this night to learn boy, I don’t take kindly to having to repeat myself. The injection will get rid of your erection in short order.” Sure enough, even as he was speaking, I could feel the pressure in my cock lessening. He rubbed my chest and played with my nipples as my manhood continued to shrink to its normal unaroused state. I felt the chill of metal around my balls and his hand on my cock as he worked what was unmistakably a cage being put around my cock. Deep inside, I felt new levels of arousal sweep through me, and found myself grateful for my Masters foresight – I’d of not been able to contain myself were it not for his actions, I’d of lost my load right then and there. Master Marcus stood up, stepping out of my field of vision as I heard a zipper descend, the sounds of clothing being removed. When he returned to my vision, standing between my legs, I woofed excitedly at what I saw. His chest was strongly build, a working mans body and it was coated in a thick forest of fur that put my own to shame, thick, quarter sized nipples protruded from this, and as he ground his crotch against my exposed hole he rubbed them gently. I could feel the leather pants still covering his groin, but there was definitely *something* growing within. My own inner pup hunger to be filled came roaring to the forefront, and I whimpered upwards towards him. “Not yet boy.” He said, looking down towards me both possessively and with a glint of something else. “You are going to have to earn taking IT inside you.” His hands moved to the side table again and I heard the sound of lubricant being applied to something. He held up a modest dildo for me to see, then placed the poppers rag over my snout again and I relaxed, drinking in their aroma as he began to work the dildo inside my ass. Slow, steady pressure saw my ass quickly opening to stretch around the artificial cock he was pushing inside me. The stretch carried slowly inside of me, the girth of his instrument began to push against my prostate and I moaned loudly as his hit that pleasure knob inside my ass. Back and forth he continued to slowly fuck me for several minutes, refreshing my popper rag halfway. His other hand explored my body as he labored and I reveled in the lines of passionate fire his touch caused against my skin. With an unceremonious slurp, the false penis was removed from me and I found myself empty, involuntarily whimpering. “Damn boy, not many guys precum as much as you do, even when soft. That’s a good pup.” Restraints were removed and I was helped up by his strong grasp, popper rag falling to the floor as I stood up. I stumbled slightly as I came to rest on my two legs, a combination of my former position and the poppers still addling my senses. He caught me, holding me against his furry torso, and I drank in his intoxicating aroma of musk. He dragged me to the bed and ordered me on all fours, which I quickly scrambled to heed. As I reached his requested position, leather cuffs were placed around my wrists, held together by heavy chain. “It’s time to discipline you for your earlier disobedience boy. You are not to have an erection in my presence without my permission, EVER”. As he emphasized the last word, I heard the air split behind me a second before a painful smack against my cheeks. I cried out as the blow rippled through my body, my ass igniting with fire where it had struck across both cheeks. “You are my pup. My owned boy. You serve me.” *Wack* Another blow against my ass, just as firm. He repeated this mantra for what felt like an eternity after the fifth paddle, but what was likely only a minute. “Take a hit of your poppers boy, I hope they are fresh.” I obeyed, eager for the escape from the stinging coming from my rear end, sniffing deep. AS the initial hit settled and I found myself riding my high, I felt my hole once again being penetrated. Master’s groin was rubbing against my foot, and the cold sensation as it entered me told me it had to be another dildo. Thicker than the last, and longer, he spend another few minutes probing me inside, teasing my upper sphincter until it loosened enough that the toy was able to pop in. I grunted hard as my body convulsed involuntarily from that stretch. Bryan had fucked me a number of times, but he was not thick like this and it was an unaccustomed stretch. “Take another hit boy and relax. You are committed to being my boy and serving, you I promise you that you WILL need to open that up to fit me inside you.”

So my roommate and I had always had an agreement that throughout the day that we were together in the 2 bedroom house we shared whoever fell asleep before the other would get tied up and slammed and get fucked while sleeping and that there was no way out of it. But it wasn't just going to be the roommate doing the fucking we agreed that the other had to hit up anyone on Grindr or any other gay hookup website or app and get as many guys as we could over to breed the sleeper. We were both Poz so we didn't care about anyone's status and if they partied it would make it better. Jeremy and I were both 19 and since we were always together in school and both on the swim team we both had similar builds. We both stood at 6ft and both had a nice swimmers six pack. I had nice thick 7 inch cock and Jeremy had a similar thick but 6 inch cock and we loved sucking on them when we were together. This night we were both out seperatly at different parties and I was the first to make it home. I walked in and went straight to the bathroom to wash off all the funky odores I got on me with all the girls that kept rubbing all over me. I was upset that I wasn't bringing home any of the guys to fuck me and really wasn't in the mood to jack off so as soon as I was out of the shower I just decided to turn in for the night and sleep all this day away. Jeremy It was three am and I stumbled in the door with the six guys that wanted to come home with me to fuck and I could see my roommates shoes by the front door so I knew he was home. I smiled and whispered for the other guys to be quite as I tip toed to my roommates room where I found him sound asleep on his belly with his as showing and slightly snoring. As per our agreed rules I went to the guys and told them all to strip their clothes at the door and explained to them what out agreement was. They all grinned ear to ear when they heard that and they all quickly got out of their clothes. I took mine off as well and made sure to grab the syringe full of Tina and the Tina laced lube I had brought with me and we all crept to my roommates room to get ready. Once in his room I quietly got the ropes from under his bed and started tying his wrist and ankles to his bed posts. Once they were secure I checked on him and he was still snoring soundly so I knew we could move on to the next part. I grabbed the syringe and the tourniquet and started to wrap it around his arm and passed the Tina laced lube to the guy with the biggest cock and whispered to him to plunge right into his ass as I plunged down on the needle. He nodded and got himself ready as I inserted the needle with no problem into his arm. I pulled back on the plunger and it filled nicely with blood signaling it was ready. I looked over at the big guy ready to fuck my roomy and he was aimed right at his hole with the other guys spreading his ass to help. I gave him the thumbs up and whispered if they were both lubed and ready and he smiled and gave a thumbs up as well. Ok I whispered and said on the count of there, 3 2 1. Right after one I plunged down on the needle and the guy slammed down into my roommates hole causing him to jolt up and scream in pain and surprise. More to cum little piggies

My old buddy stopped by for dinner and a movie earlier. We ate and then watched the movie MA. I got distracted as he's grown his winter beard long, plus I know he has a beautiful 8" cock. I eventually leaned over to his crotch and began rubbing it. He looks at me and smirks, saying he knew I'd be wanting some of his cock. He unzips and I suck his cock and go down until my face is in his bush. He's not had head from me since I got dentures, and is surprised I can deep throat him so easily. He's moaning and telling me I shouldn't have waited until I was 50 to get my teeth removed. I'm surprised by how aggressive he is forcing my head up and down, and before I know it he's nutting straight down my throat. He holds my head on his cock and tells me to nurse it back to hardness by the time the movie is over so he can fuck me. Well, I spent the next 30 minutes with his cock in my mouth, and he was fully hard soon as the credits rolled. He turned me around, got my jeans lowered, and slid in my ass nice n slow. A steady fuck for 15 minutes and he blows his load in my ass. He just left a bit ago. I'm typing this as I watch the end of the movie again and his load is leaking outta my ass.

I woke up with a raging hardon in the morning and remember the dream I just had in which my new roommates were fucking me at both ends. The sun was just starting to rise and there was just enough light for me to look over at the shared bed of my roomies and was turned on, even more, when I saw they were both naked and one of them had their cock buried in the others ass and the one I could see was rock hard. It took all my energy not to go over there at that moment and take it down my throat so I quickly grabbed my shower stuff and a towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower and to relive my throbbing boner. Once in the shower, I replayed the scene in my room and made the change that I was in the middle of the two of them while they pumped their cocks in me at both ends. I used the wash I brought in and started to finger my hole and when I got three fingers in there I was once again interrupted by the sounds of the door opening up to tell me that another visitor has come in just like at the rest stop. I stopped what I was doing so I wouldn't make too much noise and let them know what I was up to. The shower curtain next to me opened up and I looked down and saw two sets of feet walk into the shower together and low and behold I could see the Taraus tattoo on the feet of both of my roommates and I almost came right there and then. I tried to concentrate on what I was doing when I saw both of their feet come under the stall and tap three times in unison and I couldn't pass this oppritunity so of course I tapped again like the rest stop. I looked for anything that would slide away but there wasn't one so I was confused as to how we were going to do this. I saw one of their hands appear under the stall so I took the hint and slid my ass under the stall with the top half of my body staying on my side. I loved the feeling of their hands probing my ass, spreading my cheeks and probing it with their finger and happy for the play time right before. Shortly after the probing a pair of the hands made the attempt to turn me over so I rolled onto my back so now my cock was available to the hunky twins playing with me. My eyes rolled in my head when I felt the two tounges running up the shaft of my seven inches and swirling around the tip of my cock before one of them engulphed it straight to the base in one swoop. The sensation was too overwelming I came in an instant shooting a good seven vollyes of cum down their throat. Once the intense orgasm was over I could feel the mouth be removed but I was still horny for more so my cock was still rock hard. My legs were raised in the air and I started to feel the brush of one of their cocks on my hole and I was lost in such pleasure to realise that one of them left the shower stall and walked over to mine just as the cock that was teasing my hole plunged inside in one great thrust causing me to gasp and open my eyes to the sight of one of the studs watching my reaction and storking his oozing cock. I looked at all of the precum that was dripping down the shaft of the gingers cock and making my mouth water. Once my utter shock was turned to a steady stream of moans the ginger stud fed me his whole cock that I took straight to his balls. I was so turned on that my fantasy that i just thought of happening was going on it triggered another breathtakeing orgasam and all i could do was clench and moan with my throat full of cock and clench with my ass just as full and I could feel the twins both loading me from each end at the exact same time. They both started to pull out and I was breathing heavly once I could and could feel and hear the pop of his brother's cock leaving my ass. Well brother I guess we have a roommate that will make the year at college very intersting. I could hear the other twin walk over and was happy to see the look of pleasure and surprise on his face as well and all I could do was smile and nod. Well boys once I found out who was at the rest stop i knew only once wouldn't be enough. They both looked surprised at eachother and smiled ear to ear. Well rommie get ready for more and welcome to our club they said at the same time and they both spread their assess and there I saw two matching biohazard tattoos over their holes and I was shocked more that I missed them let alone got bred by them on top of it. Once we were done in the shower we went back to our room and they went into the story of how they both wound up poz. They told me that they had been going to allot of the bathhouses off campus and that their father owned all of them and how he brought us to his most seedy one when we came of age and he made sure to have planned a conversion theme night to bring his boys into the family. They had been the center of attention for that night and was paraded around the place for everyone to see the fresh neg meat ready to be pozzed. Their dad made sure each of the guys at the bathhouse fucked his sons at least once and they all made sure to do so and come back for seconds until they all felt that they successfully impregnated the twins to their hearts desire. As soon as they were all done their dad took them straight to a tattoo parlor where he knew the artist specialized in biohazard tattoos and marked his only sons with their soon to be new status. Chuck the artist smiled as they walked in and was happy to start after dumping his dna to the mix and started with the first one as their father fucked one of them while they watched.

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

As my brother lives with my BF and I it did take long to get into him. As soon as he moved in he was put on PrEP as we both are Poz on meds.

35. "So this is where you both been so much?" asked Blake towards Eric and Louis. "What is this place?" Lenny added. Eric and Louis looked towards each other and then to Tony and Aaron. Eric sighed deeply: "You sure they can handle the truth?" "Trust me. They can." replied Aaron with a smile. Louis started spitting out his confession fast. "Well, boys. The truth is me and Eric have been long unhappy with your mothers. Then we came into this place, met Tony and Aaron and discovered our hidden cravings and desires. Desires for mansex. Hard, filthy and perverted. This place is a tattoo and piercing parlor and a sex club all at once. This is where we spend so much time now. There. I just said it like it is!" He looked to Tony. He nodded. Both Eric and Louis looked at the boys for a few seconds before Eric asked: "So... what do you say? You wanted the truth and you got it." "Uhmmmm... I don't know what to say." Lenny said. "I mean... we love you and support you... but it's a bit too much to take all at once." "I understand. If you want you can take your time." said Eric. They stayed at the DEIMOS for around an hour... the two dads and sons were sitting by the bar, while Tony got each one a pint of beer. They were talking it out. "Uhm..." Blake laughed nervusly after a long and overwhelming conversation. "I... I... I like your tattoo and piercing actually dad." he laughed towards Eric. "I saw the tatt while you were changing, it looks badass." "Does it mean you're poz?" asked Lenny and added: "I read that somewhere." "Yes it does. But don't worry. Me and Louis have access to meds if we need them." sighed Eric. "Hmmmm... ok." "You know... if you boys wanted any tatts or piercings... Tony and Aaron here would do it for free." "Really?! That'd be amazing!" The boys said. Tony and Aaron both nodded. Let me know what you think.😈🐷☣

One of the first things my Master said,after he turned me gay. Soon you will be a good slave,when I’m done with you,and you will love it,and do everthing i want. You will love my cock,lick my Ass,you will love the pain,everything. Since then I know there is no return,and that I love my new life.

Cum leaked from my hole as I walked, I tried to keep my hole tight, to hold onto every last drop but it was no used. I walked the last block to my apt scrolling through Grindr and Scruff and no luck, perhaps I had become too picky in what I was looking for, I felt that in all of NYC though there had to be another beefy ginger top who it was safe to get bred by. Feeling rather let down by the world I let myself into my apartment and muttering hello to my roommate locked myself in my room. I opened my computer and started trolling the Internet trying to find a way to get fucked again. I looked at adam4adam and manhunt but those didn’t seem enough, then I stumbled across BBRT. Quickly I made a profile, uploaded a pic of my tight slightly hairy twenty-one year old torso, and a good ass pic an old fwb had taken, and wrote: Young NEG BB Bottom Looking For NEG Loads. My cock was throbbing against my shorts, and I reeked of cum and sweat. I decided that I ought to take a shower to at least get rid of the sex stench that hung about me. Slowly I soaped my body thinking about him, the man from the gym, imagining what it would feel like to have him on top of me sliding his raw cock inside of my hole. My hands slid down my body and my fingers quickly found my hole, sliding inside with no problem. I pressed one, then another, then another into my hole, fucking the cum deeper into my ass, I added another finger. I couldn’t take I any more I needed to get fucked again. I got out of the shower and went back to my room my hole feeling empty. There were a few messages from trolls on BBRT but no one that fit my need. I scrolled through a bunch of profiles and sent messages to a few, rubbing my hole a little as I did so. Then, having exhausted my area, I stated looking for porn, a new kind of porn that I had never allowed myself to watch before. Treasure Island Media, Breed Me Raw, Raw Fuck Club they all fascinated me and I watched every preview I could find. Then I stumbled across breedingzone.com. I quickly read through several stories in the General Bareback Stories, my cock throbbing and my hole twitching as I did. After a handful of general stories I found myself drawn to the stories of a darker nature: Bug Chasing. I had never allowed myself to indulge suck thoughts before but with two massive loads in my hole, my fingers stuffed inside of me and my cock dripping constantly I wasn’t thinking straight. I read stories of guys searching out POZ loads and of guys just coming to realize it was their fate, guys who pursued POZ loads and guys who simply stumbled into a life. I found myself identifying with the men who realized their fate as a cumdump slowly, load by load inching their way towards the inevitable. I was so horny I could hardly think, I needed to get fucked right then. I looked back at BBRT and found several messages waiting for me. Knowing that in that moment it almost didn’t matter I took a cursory glance at profile pics of the tops and selected a young Italian looking guy in the East Village. Looking for now? I asked him. His response was almost immediate, My BF and I are looking for a boy to breed. Both big cocks, both ddf, and can both cum more then once. What’s the address? Was my only reply. After hastily getting dressed I rushed over to their apartment. A half hour later I was knocking on their door. The Italian from the profile opened the door and ushered me inside. His bf was tall and blond with blue eyes, every Aryan looking, in just a jock. The two of them stood grabbing their crotches in silence, and without being told what to do; I pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped to my knees in front of the Italian one. I pulled his cock out of his mesh shorts and swallowed it in one go. They hadn’t been lying, they both had huge cocks, and not only did they cum more then once but they came buckets. Over the next six hours they fucked me individually, they fucked me together, at one point they were both inside my wrecked and dripping hole. They were insatiable, it was as if they would not be content until my own lust for cum was slaked, but I had the sneaking suspicion that only one thing could truly slake my lust. When sometime around one in the morning they at last were spent we all passed out in a messy, sweaty, cumy heap in the bed, limbs all entangled. I woke the next morning to the blond pressing his cock into my still wet and open hole. “One for the road he muttered,” as he started to fuck me. They both dumped two more loads in me before I left, my guts literally flooded with their cum. I had shot my load at least three times the night before and once the last time that the Italian was abusing my hole and yet my lust was still unabated, and I now felt fairly certain of my conviction that only one man could slake this thrust. When I got home I changed for the gym without showering, grabbed my duffle and headed back out the door, wired with adrenalin and unfazed by my decided lack of sleep the night before. It was not my normal work out day, and I had no idea if he was going to be there, but I had to try. I went straight for the locker room; I had no intention of working out that morning. I went to my normal locked, and after stowing my stuff I sat down on the bench and waited. Not a full minute when by before he came around the corner today in a pair of gray running shorts. My heart skipped a beat and my hole twitched, itching to feel him with in it’s velvety walls. Instead of my normal ploy of avoidance I looked straight at him, allowing myself to make eye contact with those perilous green eyes. He smiled a broad, wicked, toothy smile and came over too me, his hand rubbing his crotch lightly. “So,” he said in a rich masculine voice, “You’ve finally come around have. You ready for a real load.” “I… uh… well…” I was unable to speak. “You want my cock, don’t you boy?” “Yes,” I managed to reply. “And you want my load in your hole, don’t you?” I swallowed hard and almost whispered, “Yes.” “What happened to change your mind kid, I guessed you were one of those NEG only Safe-Sex pussies. Let me guess, someone slipped a load into without you knowing you were getting bred and you loved how much it felt that you needed to do it again. You’ve probably been going around the city taking any loads you can get for two weeks now – no, not that long. The desperation in your eyes, and the fact that you reek of cum, I’m going to say two days at most. Maybe that first load was even just yesterday. That doesn’t matter though, what matters is that none of those loads managed to make you feel whole like you need to, you just keep lusting after more. Well I’ve got what you need boy,” he grabbed his now bulging crotch, “so let go to mine, it’s just around the corner and get my cock buried in your sweet hole ASAP.” I simply nodded.