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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

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'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.

Part 11 "Now? You all warmed up?" Mr. Kelly and Mr. Miller were talking to each other like when teachers talk to each other during class. They pretend we're not there and completely ignore us. What were they talking about? Mr. Miller answered Mr. Kelly. "You two have been playing all day. I'd say you're more than warmed up. The points are in the case in my bag." I was so lost. "Points? Are we playing a game or something? How many points do I have?" They all laughed. Even Justin. I thought he was on my side. "What's funny?" "Relax Jake. We'll explain. It's all about having as good a time as you can have. We want to do that for you. We want to make this first night so good and pleasurable that you never forget it. I know I'll always remember fucking you." The last part Mr. Miller whispered in my ear. I moaned a little hearing him say that. I realized then that I would do whatever it took to make this as fun as possible for all of us. I just didn't know what it was. But then Mr. Kelly, pulling out a case asked, "How do you feel about needles Jake?" "Needles? What? Wait...no I don't like needles. I don't think I want to do anything that involves needles." Mr. Miller pulled me in. "It's ok Jake. It's the same stuff you've been smoking so you already know what it is. It's just a little more fun and a little more intense this way. You trust us don't you?" His free hand was moving up the inside of my thigh. It would be hard to resist even if I was deathly afraid of needles. Mr. Kelly came over to the bed with the case and a belt. This was happening now and I was starting to get anxious. This felt like an escalation I definitely wasn't ready for. "Now we just need to tie this around your bicep so we can get the veins to stick out. Although looking at your arms I see your veins pretty well. We'll just do this to make sure." "Wait why do I have to go first?" "Well we have to do it on you but we all know how to do it to ourselves. You don't want us to do it to you while we're already high. Now that would be dangerous. We'll catch up quick. We're good at it." "So you do this all the time?" "Nah, but we know how to do it so it's not too hard." He was wrapping the belt around my bicep now. I was trying to control my breathing. Nerves. Mr. Kelly opened the case and then asked Mr. Miller "Which one is the beginner dose?" "Beginner dose? Jake-y doesn't need a beginner dose. I saw how he took those hits." Mr. Kelly shot Mr. Miller a look that I couldn't read but proceeded by taking a needle out. No one had called me Jake-y since my parents called me that as a child. I was just as vulnerable now in this moment as when I was a kid. "Uuuuhhh is it ok if I don't look?" Mr. Miller turned my face to him. "Just look at me. I can talk you through it and you don't have to look. Just get ready to feel better than you ever have before ok?" I nodded. "You're going to feel a cold swab. It's just the alcohol to keep things clean....Ok now a little prick. There you go. See? Not so bad. He's just pulling the needle out just a little. Oh yeah that's good Mike. And now he's pushing it all the way down. Now as soon as he takes off the belt I want you to raise that arm ok?" I nodded. I felt nothing. Justin started removing the belt and once he pulled it off, I raised my arm above my head. It hit me like a truck. I sat up to put my arm up but the shot threw me back down against the headboard and a huge coughing fit put me on my back in the bed. I could feel the warmth working into my entire body and the tingling I felt before was something else entirely now. All I could get out was an "Oh fuck" at first. I was writhing around a little. It felt like my body was trying to jump out of it self. I had lost all control and it was freaking me out. Once Mr. Kelly put everything down he laid down beside me and held me. I leaned into him. "You're good. This all just means it's working. You just wanna ride this out. Accept it into you and give in to it." He was rubbing my chest but I was still moving around with no control. "Fuck how much did you put in there?" Mr. Miller didn't respond. He was giving himself a shot. He coughed twice and then said "Ooooohhh yeah. Fuck yes. That's good." He was in much better control than I was. I was still trying to ride the wave. It was like electricity coursing through me over and over. Eventually the fear started to subside and the high settled in. That's when I felt what they wanted me to feel. The high that is impossible to describe. A high that feels good but a high that makes you hungrier. I could feel it. The room that opened with a couple hits...the walls were just torn down. I caught a glimpse of the screen and it looked like only the bottom and one of the tops was left. "I'm about to cum" the top said. "Breed me" the bottom yelled. "Breed me" I shouted out in the room. All the men responded and Mr. Kelly turned my face to him. "That's right son. Feels good doesn't it? This is going to be the best night of your life." "Fuck dad. Yeah this feels so good. Fuck me dad. I need you inside me. I want your cum in me." Mr. Miller was standing at the foot of the bed listening and stroking his long cock. "Fuck yeah Jake-y." He let go of his cock and put both hands on my ankles slowly moving them up. My legs were still jerky but he had full control. He maintained eye contact as he got closer. "I've been waiting to get inside you for so long. Are you ready for this 10 inch cock to fuck you raw?" I just moaned. Even making words was hard. It felt like only the filthiest shit was coming out of my mouth. So when I was able to speak when he touched my ass with his big hands I said, "Mr. Miller I wanna feel you shoot your hot cum inside me. I need that huge cock." "Do you want me to use a condom Jake?" I shook my head. "Tell me Jake. I need to hear it. Do you want me to use a condom." "Fuck no Mr. Miller. Fuck me raw. I need my history teacher to fuck me bare." "Guess that slam worked." I almost forgot Justin was in the room. I looked over at him. He was stroking his thick cock and was holding what looked like my phone. I could have sworn that was my case but it didn't occur to me to ask about it. Mr. Miller was about to lay his body on top of mine. I felt his weight press against me. My body was still ringing from the shot and it felt more intense with another body on top of me. I pushed my body up trying to press even harder into Mr. Miller our cocks rubbing against each other. It was then that I realized how much of that tingling was centered in my cock and hole. I was so sensitive that Mr. Miller's body was getting me wild. "This is so wrong." I managed to say between moans. "You shouldnt be doing this. Getting one of your students high and then fucking him." "Yeah? You think what I'm doing is fucked up? Fucking one of my students after I got him an adult sized slam?" I nodded as we looked each other in the eyes. "Youre fucking right. This is so fucked up. That's why you want it so bad isnt it? Because it is so wrong.This is what you want isnt it? Sex that is this [banned word]? Is that in your darkest fantasies? [banned word] fucking?" He said those last words in a whisper right into my ear. I just moaned. The high changed me. Or it was bringing the real me out. This should have scared me but I was too high to care. "Yeah Mr. Miller. I want you. Fuck me," He lifted himself off me and shifted down between my legs. He lifted my ass and spread my cheeks apart. "You shave your hole boy?" I shook my head. "Aw fuck. Naturally smooth hole. I need to taste this." His tongue probed my hole and I felt the scratchiness of his 5 oclock shadow brush against me. I moaned loud and Mr. Kelly who was on the bed the entire time stifled my moan with a kiss. We were making out like animals again. My high just making me give in to my basest desires. "Fuck dad this is so hot. I love you dad." Even with how high I was I did pause not believing what I had said. Mr. Kelly smiled. "I love you too son. Youll always be my boy." We kissed even harder as Mr. Miller tongue fucked me. Then I felt Mr. Miller lift my legs and place them onto his shoulders. Mr. Kelly broke our kiss and we both looked at Mr. Miller. "You ready for this Jake? I'll go slow. I want you to feel every inch of this raw cock. He placed the head of his cock at my hole and rubbed his leaking precum on it teasing me. I could feel some soreness from being fucked by Mr. Kelly twice already today but it didnt matter. I wanted this and whatever else was waiting for me tonight. Looking into my eyes he pushed the head in and pushed another inch into me. "Oh fuck you're tight. Holy fuck. How are you still so tight after you had that in you?" Mr. Kelly laughed. He was stroking his thick cock as if to remind me what Mr. Miller was talking about. "Wait til he clenches his hole on you. It will make you work so hard not to cum." With that reminder I tried to tighten my hole around Mr. Miller's cockhead. "Fuck! Oh my g--" Mr. Miller liked it. I did it once more and that changed the look on his face into something that almost looked more sinister. "Beautiful smooth tight boy. I'm gonna take this slow so our first time together will last but dont worry Jake. I am going to flood your insides with my load." He pushed in deeper. He was big. "I'm about halfway in. How does that feel?" Halfway in? At this rate his cock would puncture a lung. But it felt good pushing into me. The pressure was what I was missing since Mr. Kelly pulled out of me a few hours before. "Youre so big Mr. Miller." "I'm not as thick as Mr. Kelly over here but I'm longer." As he slowly pushed the rest of his cock in he looked at me feeling the pain and the pleasure of his big cock. "How does it feel knowing that your history teacher is the first guy to touch you so deep inside with his raw cock. Oh fuck I love making you roll your eyes to the back of your head....Fuck youre so tight and warm." I was just moaning. He was so deep and it was like he had hit a second spot that Mr. Kelly didnt reach. To hit that spot while I was so high I was still feeling that warmth running through me made me writhe under him uncontrollably. "Yeah boy. Fuck thats good." He kept the strokes slow always pulling out until just his head was inside me and all the way until his balls were pressed against my ass. When he pulled out I could feel the emptiness I felt before. When he pushed in I could feel him stretching me again. But I wanted more. I brought my hands to his ass and tried to pull him in more. "You like that?" he asked looking me in the eyes. "Hold it there." He pushed fully in and held it. Then I felt him flex his cock in my hole and I moaned loud pushing up to kiss him. I squeezed my hole around his cock now so deep in me and he moaned into my mouth and pushed his tongue deeper into my mouth. I squeezed as hard as I could and his moan in my mouth was a word. "fuuuuuck." Then I felt that flex again but I knew this time he was shooting his cum deep in me. He flexed multiple times and I could feel his body against me shaking. It was a different spasm from Mr Kelly cumming into me. With the high I was still feeling really intensely somehow I felt like I could feel that cum shooting into me. I kept a hold on his ass so he wouldn't pull out. "I think I felt your cum shooting in me." "I shoot loads hard. I can cum really far so I bet you felt my cum like a bullet inside you. I wanted for this to last but I wanted that tight smooth hole for so long and finally feeling my raw cock so deep in your teen body--it was too much to hold back." "Fuck that's so hot. I'm glad you didn't hold back." Just hearing that made me ready to get fucked again. The electricity of the slam was still running through me. That's when I heard Justin. "That was so fucking hot. Is it my turn yet?"

Part 5. It was fairly late by the time I finally pulled out of Runner guy. Three loads of my kids now swimming around the faggy body of this guy that had somehow sired kids of his own in the past. I heard Jake closing his balcony door above as I got ready for bed so I knew he was safe and well without calling on him directly. That night I slept well, wondering whether my latest conquest would be rushing out for PEP or messaging me on BBRTS for more; it goes both ways tbh. The next day was another scorcher, so unusual for this Easter period. I could hear Jake's TV upstairs, more wrestling shows and I called up to him at one point, just to check he was ok. I'd decided to let us both cool down a bit in case I did anything he might regret and spent my morning and afternoon working out, catching up on Netflix and checking Grindr and BBRTS. Not much seemed to be happening on either so by 8pm I decided to take a run as the day had cooled a little. The park was practically deserted with just one or two other runners but there were a few figures lurking in the shadows down by the canal bridge. I pulled up, leaning against the bridge wall to tease out a knot in my hamstring and anything else that might need it. I could sense a bit of movement right under the bridge, an area that roughsleepers sometimes used, so I stepped into the gloom, eased my cock down the leg of my runners and began pissing like a horse just metres from where I could see a ratty looking young guy sat up on his sleeping bag. Instead of looking away or challenging me, he was staring at my cock which was quickly hardening. I took in his slim body, about 5'8'' and 120lbs, I guessed. His hair was still fairly short and he didn't look old at all. A new arrival I guessed, probably kicked out by his parents for something. My piss eased off but I kept my heavy cock hanging there for his pleasure, like a baited fishing line. His last chance to pull his gaze away, which he didn't take. I don't often fuck homeless guys, I'm not afraid of STDs but they are a hassle I can do without as they impact on my fitness, now and then, in a way in which my virus doesn't. This guy looked fresh though and I was even hornier than usual as I walked over to him. He stood up as I got to him and I spun him round so his back was to me, clamping my bicep round his scrawny neck as my other hand yanked down his sweat pants and surprisingly crisp CK boxers. I was already probing his tight hole with my PA as he squirmed in my grip, which I tightened a little. He didn't seem to be expecting this and was getting a little vocal. The chances of anyone hearing or caring were low but it seemed prudent to shut him up so I reached my big palm up to cover his mouth. In doing so, my bicep flexed a little against his neck and I could sense his movements lessening as I compressed his carotid. My cock swelled at the thought of how my muscle was dominating this little fuck and I flexed harder. He managed only a few weak struggles before falling fully limp and I wasted no time in slicing my cock fully into him, ripping him in the process, a feeling I love. I fucked him deadweight in my arms for a few strokes and then lowered him to the ground as he started to come round. I kept my arm in place and pinned him to hard earth slamming my full weight into him with each thrust. I used my bicep to keep him close to the edge of consciousness, which I think he appreciated as it numbed the pain he was clearly sustaining as I lost control. I wanted this fuck to smash this chicken up, not just to implant my death seed in him. His thin neck was like a weak sapling in my grip as I pounded blow after blow into his body, no doubt bruising him badly. maybe cracking something in that exposed rib cage, the thought of which turning me on even more. All too soon, for me, it was time to unload and I fired volley after volley into his broken body, quickly releasing his head and dragging my bloodied cock out of him as I stood up, only pausing to crouch and wipe my cock in his hair before tucking it into the mesh of my running shorts and jogging off home. At home, I showered and felt more relaxed than I had in days. I'd not felt that level of aggression in my fuck before but it had now passed. It seemed like a good time to check in on little Jake. He was still down - isolation, his parents and his meds all playing on his mind but clearly stoked to see me. He looked kind of worse for wear too but I bigged him up and gave him a beer and we talked a little. he really got into the positive mental attitude stuff that I have to deal in as a PT and I explained how meds can be a crutch if you aren't careful. Then we got onto his favourite subject; wrestling. "Do you still wrestle?" "Yeh, sure, now and then. It's not a job or anything" "You have the gear?" "yes" "Singlets or trunks?" "Both" "Can I see?" "Sure. But...it's two way thing" "Two way?" "Yep, you have to wear the gear too" "Me? Erm..." "That's the deal" he nodded meekly and I shuttled off downstairs, my mind racing. What to wear? For me I chose a pair of white trunks, medium, so three sizes too small, and for Jakey, well, for Jake I picked the briefs I'd worn that day with Soccer Boi out of the laundry basket - as yet unwashed. Downstairs again, I changed in his bathroom while he went to his room - accepting my explanation that my other wrestling gear was in my gym locker. The trunks really struggled to hold me in, pushing out my butt cheeks and package. I wasn't hard (amazing self control) but the PA was very clearly outlined against the lycra along with the rest of my bull cock, and an occasional glint from the leg hole could be seen as the trunks struggled to cope until I made a blatant adjustment with my hand. My self control was tested to the extreme as I got my first proper glimpse of his milky white, hair-free chest and pert little nips. A small snail trail, barely visible, tracked the centre of a non-existent tummy in to the loose waste-band of my beloved briefs. Once again, the copious material obscured his package and this time hung off his shapely little butt cheeks (the only thing keeping the briefs up). I licked my lips as he walked right up to me, the top of his head just above my own rock hard nipple. "wanna wrestle?", I asked him

Part 6. He stood there, staring at me, his eyes drawn to my trunks, eventually answering: "I've never done it before, wrestled I mean. And you are huge, I wouldn't stand a chance" "Remember what I told you about Pro Wrestling? A lot of it is acting or play. I'd be willing to show you the ropes" He considered that for a microsecond...."I'd love to". And for the next hour I summoned up my reserves of will power and showed this piece of innocent perfection the basics of grappling. Sure, that meant enduring the hardship of having him sat on my chest in a schoolboy pin, my face inches from what I was beginning to realise was a cute set of balls and neat little cock and another time where his slender little thighs were wrapped around my head squeezing for all their little worth but I endured it all. We treated ourselves to a couple of strong beers in our time-out which loosened Jakes tongue a little. "I can see that PA thing through your trunks" "Yeh?" "Yeh. does it hurt?" "Not me" I chuckled. "And what's the tattoo on your..erm..stomach?" "it's from a club I'm in" "looks like the bio-hazard symbol" "Yeh, that's right. You ready for a little more grappling, now you know the ropes?" "ummm, yeh. don't be so easy on me this time though" "You got it chief". I waited for him to down his beer, then put on my best Pro Wrestling announcer voice. "In the red corner, it's the Pr-Ed-ator, weighing in at 243lb and in the blue, it's Angel Jake, weighing in at..." I nudged him and he whispered in my ear "91lbs". What followed was like a bear playing with a kitten. We faced off and the mere act of putting my arms on his shoulders and allowing my weight to transfer to him saw him crumple under me. Careful not to crush him, I pinned the little fuck to the carpet under one thigh watching in pure pleasure as he struggled to free himself, allowing him to sit exhausted on my chest in his schoolboy pin effort. I feigned surprise and pretended I couldn't shift his weight, my efforts only shoving him further forward so that my face was pressing into his bulge allowing me to feel a hard little cock that I'd caught outline glimpses of already. All the while I was lifting my legs behind his upper body and with a quick lift of the chest he tipped back into the waiting 30'' jaws of my thighs which snapped shut around his torso. For a moment I got carried away and began to squeeze tightly as Jake panicked and his ribcage flexed but I remembered what I was playing with and quickly eased back, gently tossing him around in my thighs and eventually letting him drop with his arse resting on my semi soft cock. He lingered there for 30 seconds, teasing me it seemed, before we both rose to our feet. In our final "round" I had Jake on his back, sprawled below me and I couldn't resist squatting down over his chest my muscular arse hovering over his face. I lowered it further until his cute little face was nestling between my cheeks having taken care to ensure my trunks had ridden up into my ass crack. The kid was breathing in my aroma as I gently caressed his dick through the briefs. I felt him flinch at my touch but without protest. On my knees now, I was able to shift my position so that Jake got to feel the weight of my cock on his lips, still in the lycra and now semi hard. We continued like this for a few minutes, him nuzzling while I rubbed his sweet cock, before I shoved the briefs down his thighs, exposing a cute 3'' clitordick and tiny fury balls. At the same time I wrenched the trunks out of my crack and pulled them to one side so that Jake's nose was right in my hairy trench, lowering my ass to his face just as my mouth enclosed his tiny cock head. As I licked his nub his tongue began to feed on my trench, quickly getting into it and probing deeper, his concentration on my arse the only thing stopping him discharging his load. I wanted him to climb right in my manhole like a human dildo, shocked by how turned on I was with this little newbie and I began to push down harder on him and push my hole open further. The kid was really cleaning me out like a dirty pig pro but eventually we both got carried away, me pushing back too far and cutting off his air for a little too long, not recognising his panicky struggles and him blasting both balls into the back of my mouth (something I felt as they were both in my mouth along side his cocklet). As I swallowed that mini protein squirt I finally realised Jake's movements were now weak and his tongue had stopped excavating my manhole. I sprung off the dirty little fuck and hugged him to me as he came fully back to life. I kissed him, tasting my arse all over him as he told me how amazing it had been. I had to agree. "Now, can I see your PA?" he asked sweetly

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...

Yesterday my brother and I were out protesting trying to make change in the world. I took some pictures and sent them back home to our parents. Our father said keep it up.

Sorry, but this is a bunch of naive BS. "All lives matter" is a cop-out. Of course they SHOULD; the problem is that in America, white lives have ALWAYS mattered and black, brown, yellow and red ones have not. Of course [people of] every race should be treated with respect. But people of one race have been treated with respect from the beginning, even if that treatment was frequently coerced at the end of a gun or knife or other weapon. People of other races have been treated with disrespect for that same length of time, whether it's 250 years of slavery, 100 years of Jim Crow, the Trail of Tears, the Chinese Exclusion Act, the Japanese internment in concentration camps, or the mass incarceration of African Americans that began under Nixon's demands for law and order. "All lives matter" glosses over and ignores 400 years of mistreatment and expects everyone to just immediately assume everything's fine and dandy. It's not. And as long as people ignore the past, it never will be. You will never "abolish" hate and fear. To abolish means to FORMALLY put an end to some practice, and you can't legislate emotions. You can hope (again, perhaps naively) to eliminate hate and fear, and that's a noble goal, but fear is hard-wired into the brain; it's a reaction developed millions of years ago by our primitive ancestors helping us survive by fleeing perceived dangers. The problem isn't that we fear, but that some people, power-hungry would-be despots like Trump especially, thrive by stoking fear among their supporters. That fear is channeled at "others" - those with less or no power, who can be scapegoated as the supposed cause of the fear stoked in those people. And sadly, the historical record is exactly contrary to your point: it DOES work, it doesn't "always fail". Maybe, in the long run, it's unsustainable, but from the perspective of the despot, in the long run, he's dead anyway. And lastly, that line - "Anyone thinks I'm speaking out of line, please keep it to yourself" - really? So you think YOU are privileged enough to express your opinion here, but nobody can come along and challenge you? Mary please.

I always thought of myself as bisexual since I had been fooling around with men since I was a teenager. I had gotten my cock sucked by older men who liked twinks and I had sucked cock in turn. I had topped older men and had my ass played with and toyed and even fucked a couple times but hadn’t really gotten into that too much. I had been to bookstores and theaters and played there but nothing really changed. That is, until I was in my late 20s and went to my first hotel party. I had seen an ad on an online message board (this was the 90s) about a hotel party only a few miles from my house. The guy hosting wanted $20 a person to cover the cost of the room and asked that everyone either get naked or strip down to just a jockstrap on arrival. I figured what the hell and I emailed the guy, got the date and time and a number to call for the room number that afternoon. It was a few days away and as horny as I was, I wanted to be primed for the party, so I didn’t jerk off or fool around, even with the girl I was seeing at the time. The day of, I went back and forth about cleaning myself out. I still wasn’t really into getting fucked, but I liked to be fingered sometimes so I figured I should. Spent some time and cleaned out real good then showered and threw on a pair of track shorts and a tshirt and sneakers for the short ride over. I arrived and parked and locked everything but my keys, a fresh bottle of poppers and a couple condoms in the glove compartment. Stuck those in my pocket and walked up to the room. I heard some music, not too loud, from inside and knocked. The door was opened by an average looking black man who was the guy hosting. He asked my name and crossed me off a little list, collected my $20 and stepped back to let me in. There were 5 or 6 guys already there, some white, some black, and one Asian guy. Everyone was naked except the Asian guy, who was in a jock. They were all just sitting around and talking and I stripped down and put my stuff, except the poppers, on the closet shelf, and joined the party. At 5’9” and 135 lbs and fairly smooth, I was still pretty much a twink, so the guys all gave me the once over with their eyes. They were all nice enough, and no one was ugly or anything, but none of them really did it for me, so I figured I’d wind up getting a blowjob or something and going home. When the play didn’t start after 20 minutes or so, I decided to slip into the jacuzzi tub on the one side of the room to relax a little. That’s where I was, enjoying the hot water and the jets, when there was another knock on the door and an absolute Adonis of a black man came into the party. He had to be 6’2” and when he stripped down, he was built and looked like he was chiseled from stone. His cock had to be 7” long soft and as thick as mine was when it was fully hard. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He circulated for a few minutes talking to the other guys but kept glancing over at me and I still couldn’t take my eyes off him. I don’t know what came over me, it was starting to get embarrassing. I climbed out of the tub and dried off. As I was hanging the towel on the closet door to dry, he walked over to me. I turned to face him and he stood right in front of me, maybe 6 inches away. I looked up at him and he didn’t speak, just stared into my eyes for a minute. I think I actually gulped. He put his hand on the back of my neck and head and gently pushed me down saying, “White bitches belong on their knees.” I didn’t resist him at all and when I was on my knees, he told me to kiss his cock. I kissed the head and up and down the shaft while he guided my head where he wanted it. When I got back to the head, he told me to “open my sissy cocksucking mouth” and as I did, he slid his now 9” hard cock onto my mouth. He guided my head up and down on his shaft, not quite facefucking me, but definitely in control. When I was able to get past the first 6 inches he said, “that’s a good bitch, show me what a good little faggot you are and try to take it all.” I did my best, but couldn’t get it all. He seemed pleased with my attempts, though, and moaned every time he heard me gag on his big cock. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and smacked my face with it a couple times and told me to worship his black balls with my mouth. I licked them and gently sucked on them and buried my face in them, breathing in his manly smell. He kept a grip on the back of my head, still guiding me where he wanted me. Then he pushed me lower and lifted one foot up on the edge of the tub, saying, “get that tongue to work on my black ass, bitch. Eat it like it’s your last meal.” I kissed it and licked it and tried to stick my tongue in it, all while listening to him tell me what a good little faggot I was. Every time he called me a sissy or a bitch or a faggot, my hard dick would twitch with excitement and I didn’t know why. I had never acted like this and no one had ever treated me like this. He put his foot down and slipped his cock back in my mouth and started his gentle facefucking again, pushing in just enough to hear me gag a little. After a few minutes of this, he pulled out and after smacking my face with his cock 2 or 3 times, he tilted my head up to look at him and said, “Get on the bed, on your back, and show me your pretty pink pussy.” I didn’t even think to stand up. I crawled to the bed and up onto it, turned onto my back and pulled my legs back showing him my hole. He stood where he was just stroking his big cock and looking at me. It was probably only about 2 minutes, but felt like an hour. He walked over, still stroking his cock, and he grabbed a bottle of lube someone had put on the nightstand. He poured some on my hole and began to rub it in with 2 fingers. He poured some on his cock and stroked it up and down while still rubbing my now opening hole with his fingers. I knew what was about to happen and I didn’t even think to ask him to wear a condom. It just seemed wrong to cover that beautiful cock. He saw the poppers in my hand and told me to take a big hit, so I did. He started rubbing the head of his big black cock up and down my crack saying, “That’s it, baby. You ready for me to make you my bitch?” and when he saw the poppers hit me, he pushed the head in and stopped. I sucked in my breath but as I started to adjust to him, I was able to breathe again. He looked right in my eyes and started pushing the rest of his cock in me. As he hit bottom, my eyes rolled up in my head. He stopped, completely inside me and said, “You like that, don’t you faggot? You like my big black cock buried in your white pussy, don’t you? You want me to fuck you? Ask me nicely.” I had moaned yes’s to the questions but when he told me to ask, I froze for a second and all of sudden I saw the whole room watching, 6 or 7 guys all jerking off watching me get barebacked by this black man and his beautiful big cock. I swallowed and looked back at him and said, “Please fuck me. Please fuck my white pussy and make me your bitch.” He told me to take another big hit of the poppers and I did and when it hit me, he started fucking me. He didn’t pound me, though. It was almost like he was making love to me. Long even strokes, in and out, making me feel every inch. He swiveled his hips around, hitting all kinds of spots I didn’t know existed, making me moan like a bitch in heat. He kept talking to me as he fucked me, telling me what a good little white slut I was, how he loved white faggot pussy, “that’s it, bitch, moan for me.” Every couple minutes, he would tell me to take another hit of the poppers and I would moan even louder when they hit. After about 10 minutes, he started to pick up the pace and his strokes got more forceful. I had let go of my legs and they were wrapped around him with my heels pulling on his ass cheeks as he fucked me. He made me take another really big hit and as I did, he told me he was going to breed my little faggot pussy and if I managed to cum with him, he wouldn’t make me fuck every cock in the room to entertain him. I hadn’t touched myself yet because I knew if I did, I would erupt. I watched him and when he made one last slam and came in me with an animal grunt, I could actually feel his cum inside me. I grabbed my cock and with 2 strokes, I came. I came so hard, I came in my own face, on my forehead, my cheek, and in my mouth. When he finished shaking from his orgasm, he opened his eyes and saw me plastered with my own cum. He told me what a good bitch I was. He told me to get down and clean his cock off and as he pulled out of me, I slid off the bed onto my knees in front of him. I took his cock in my mouth and cleaned him off. He backed away and told the rest of the room they were welcome to use my mouth, but my pussy was his. The other 2 black guys and 2 of the white guys surrounded me, still stroking and took turns shoving their cocks in my mouth. One by one, they all came, some of it in my mouth and some on my face. When the last one had finished and walked away, I looked up and he was standing there with a towel. He wiped off my face and he pulled me to my feet. We walked into the bathroom and he turned the shower on and got in with me. He washed me and had me wash him. I grabbed his cock and asked if I could have more, but he told me, “Not today, my little bitch, but soon.” He took my number after we got dressed and he told me he would be calling me soon and I needed to be ready for when he did. He told me to get myself some pretty panties because “white faggots should dress like the sissy bitches they are.” I got the panties and a few other things he liked and for the next 2 years, I was his. I still dated women and lived my life, but when he called, I put on my panties and went to be his white faggot sissy bitch wherever he told me to meet him. He shared me with a few of his friends sometimes, but mostly it was just us and I was his bitch. He moved away eventually. I miss him.

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 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...

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.

Saw some XTube vids the other day of FTMs being fucked bareback and I see now that Treasure Island Media has released its first FTM vid called “Bussy”. Who knew that seeing FTMs being fucked raw in their front hole wold be such a total turn on for me. Anybody know of good sites, XTube vids or porn featuring FTM bareback porn?

I am in my early 20s and my partner is in his 30s. we live in a big city & have been together for awhile now. I have really been into being pozzed by him for quite awhile. my partner has been undetectable for years now and we know the only way that could happen is that he would have to go off his medication in order for his viral load to go high enough to convert me. has anybody ever done this before? do you have any advice? what was the process like for you? all discussion is welcome 😈☣️

Everything was set up for my monthly parTy, a few friends were helping me setting everything up. After setting the sling my friend Thomas walk towards me and said: “i have a feeling that it’s going to be a very hot party”. I only replied with an evil grin. Everybody took off the little clothes they were still wearing. I watched Thomas undress, a saw his hot tanned athletic body and when he stretched out you could see his defined abs; a rock hard eight-pack. He was only 21 but an expert at nearly everything that has to do with sexual pleasure. His fat cock was dangling between his legs; a d donkey dick. My other two friends already started and lay down on the mattresses, both were 29 and very cute. The bell rang and i opened the door 3 friends entered. As soon as the door closed they stripped and joined the rest. After a few hours i needed something to drink so i went to the kitchen when the bell rang, so i thought ‘maybe it’s that hot guy from Grindr, he had to work late so he didn’t know if he could make it.’. I saw that Thomas was standing closer by so i asked him: “Could you open the door… it’s a surprise!”. And a suprise it was, because when i came out of the kitchen i saw my 19 year old nephew standing in the living room. “Brian, what are you doing here?” i asked him. He started telling us that he and his girlfriend had a fight and that she dumped me in the club and left with the car. Then he asked if he could crash here tonight and i said “sure you can sleep upstairs… and as long as you don’t complain about our party!”. “I won’t!” he said smiling. “Why she dumped you bro?!” Thomas asked out of the blue. I told Brian he did have to tell us, but he started to tell Thomas that he started doubting if he was really straight. “When i was at the gym i started to notice that i was also looking at other guys and that always gave me a hard on.” he told us. “So in the club there was a very hot bartender and i couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. After a while i saw him coming towards me and without saying anything he grabbed my head and kissed me deep and intensive… i was shocked for a second but then the feeling took over. I kissed him back and it felt so damn good. My girlfriend saw the whole thing and he started yelling that i was a sick freak and left” he continued. The hot guy asked him if i wanted to go back to his place, but that was too fast for Brian so he left. “Everything’s going to be alright” said Thomas and i asked “If he wanted to go upstairs and if i should go with him”. “Can i also stay down here? i will sit on the couch and won’t get in the way!” he said. “That’s okay, but you have to take off your clothes, but you can leave your boxers on. Otherwise it’s awkward for the rest.” i told Brian. He look a bit surprised but nodded and said “Okay!”. Because i saw photo’s from his last holiday i know that my nephew has a very hot body; an athletic Twink. Thomas and me joint the rest and after half an hours an other friend nudged me, so i looked over towards Brian and saw that he took of his boxer and was stroking his hard cock; i guessed it was around about 8 inches. I went over to Brian and said “Guys turn you on, you can’t hide the facts… sooner or later you must act upon it… this is your chance… they can learn you a lot about sex with a man... i saw you checking out Thomas earlier, i’m sure he can teach you a lot”. “i know but my mind is conflicted… i want to but something is holding me back!” he replied. I tell him that i know something that can help him with that “…but i need you to trust me… no questions! Okay?”. I see the conflict in his eyes but he starts to smile and says “if it helps i’ll try anything!”. I leave the room and come back with a syringe and a strap. I tell him “Lay back and relax, close your eyes and don’t move”. He stutters “but… what…”. “You trusted me so no questions” i said. He lays back and tries to relax. I tie off his upper arm and tell him “If you don’t want this tell me now… You can still go to bed upstairs instead of having a life changing night with us”. He shakes his head. I then stick the needle slowly in his vein and starts injecting him with a substance that will take over his mind and turn him into the slut he really wants to be. After pulling out i say “No way back now! Enjoy!” while removing the strap. Brian sits upright and begins to cough, and i raise his arm above his head. After a 20 seconds the Tina starts to take control and he falls back in the couch. His cock is hard as a rock and standing straight up and is oozing pre-cum. Thomas see this and move towards Brian and begins to suck his hard cock whilst slowly massaging his asshole. Brian starts moaning when Thomas takes the whole length of the oozing dick in his throat. In the meantime he also begins to work a finger up the unexperienced Twink. Brians moaning becomes louder and louder. When a second finger is worked deep inside the virgin hole Thomas other hand moves up and starts slowly pinching Brians nipple. The boys slutty instincts take over as he begins twisting and turning his ass around the two fingers. Thomas feels the ass opening up so he pulls back before ramming in three fingers. This is too much for the boy and his body begins to shake. Thomas feels the dick growing in his throat and shoves it in balls deep and squeezes and twist Brians nipple. The former straight boy explodes and thick streams of cum begin to fill Thomas throat. Thomas tries to swallow everything but when de cum starts pouring out his nose he pull back. He also pulls back the fingers out of the boys ass. Brian begins moaning and pleading to put them back. I tell my slutty nephew that we have to clean out his ass first before we can fill it again. Thomas helps the poor boy on his feet and leads him to the bathroom. After 20 minutes they return. Thomas tells me that he tried to fuck Brians ass in the shower but that it’s too tight. Fortunately we have something that helps us with the stretching. So we lead Brian to a bench and tie him down. Thomas then takes out my fuck machine while i load up my nephews ass with lube mixed with a high dose Tina. After a few minutes Brian begins to moan that his ass is burning. We ignore him and see that several minutes later his ass begins to open up while the tina is taking over again. We love sloppy holes so we mounted a big dildo onto the machine and position right against his asshole. Thomas takes the controls and slowly begins to force the dildo forward. The asshole tries to resist the pressure of the dildo. Brian asks us to please stop. But slowly and surely the dildo advances further until the ass opens up. Brian cries out while the dildo goes deeper and deeper before slowly begin extracted. Our new slut gives a sigh of relieve, but that was short lived because the dildo begins to advance back in. With every stroke the machine picks up the speed a bit. After a few minutes the boys ass gives up and is standing wide open. In order to dampen the moans we take turns fucking his mouth with our dicks. When the machine reaches his top speed we shut it off and after shoving a few shards up the open ass we fuck it in turns and shooting load after load deep inside. Nothing beats fucking a cumfilled sloppy ass. After this weekend Thomas and i asked my nephew to moved in. And together with our friends we still like to parTy!!!

Mmm I agree - the heavy militarisation I saw on the news is freaky. Your cops looked like storm troopers. Police aren’t soldiers and shouldn’t see their job as warfare. Body cams are good too!

Well so far lockdown has sucked royally. I live alone and count as an “essential worker.” All work and no play makes everything dull. To be frank I’ve been climbing the walls and wanking everyday to every type of porn I can find. After a few weeks however it’s just not enough. I couldn’t take it. I needed to be pushed down and loaded up. No amount of dildo play ever feels the same as someone else at the helm. So I broke. I admit it. I just needed to feel someone else pressing into me a calling me dirty names. Even as I drove to my favourite cruising spot I honestly didn’t think there would be anyone there. I was so wrong, it seems I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t stand it any more. Pulling up and parking in a dark part of the car park I didn’t have to wait long until a shadow passed the rear of my car and then at my driver’s window a silhouette. I slowly started gripping and rubbing my cock through the loose trousers I had slipped on before leaving and likewise the guy stood next to my car slowly started to squeeze his bulge. Our mutual interest was obvious and as I reached for my door handle and opened up my car he slipped his cock out into the half light we were in. A good eight inched long, not too thick but with a solid mushroom head on it. I was lost as soon as I saw it. After this period of forced abstinence that cock looked fucking perfect to me. I slipped out of my car and as I pushed my trousers down I dropped to my knees on the tarmac. I leaned in and started licking that fat cockhead before slipping my lips around him and swallowing his length. His moans and hands on my head showed me that although I haven’t had anything lately I was clearly not out of practice. Before too long he was fucking my face and I was happily slobbering all over that beautiful shaft with my own hands stroking on my solid cock in a total delirium of dick lust. He pulled out from between my lips and pushed my back onto my car seat. Half laying in the car my, now naked, lower half out in the night air. He leaned in and sucked my cock for a bit making me moan in obvious pleasure and I spread my legs wide so he could easily get closer too me. In a brief moment of clarity I saw a couple of cars pass by and their lights shone on us both leaving zero doubt what we were doing. His fingers found my hole as he sucked me however and that thought disappeared as I moaned out “Oh fuck!” He knew he had hit upon my real need with that and wasted no time arranging himself so his cock was pointed right at me. That fat head slowly edging into my hole as I pressed down to open up for him. Fuck I am glad I have spent so much time with my dildos lately because otherwise that dick would have hurt like hell on the in stroke. As I was I just gripped whatever I could as he started pumping into me. Me half naked hanging out my car and him stood between my legs with his jeans around his knees cock buried up my arsehole. Both of us moaning and grunting as the fucking picked up pace. We were obviously both horny as fuck and in desperate need. It was never going to last long but I know I yelled out a couple of times as he rammed my hole and that spurred him to pound me harder. My cock was leaking the whole time and I was on edge as he grunted and pushed all the way into me. His breathing heavy and his movements slowed as his spunk was delivered deep inside me. As he pulled out of me and started to right his clothes I practically slid from my car seat, once again on my knees on the tarmac. I gripped my cock and with two or three hard strokes my own cum was jetting from me and I didn’t care who saw me now. He looked down at me. Naked, spunk dripping from me and panting in my post orgasm bliss. He smiled and said, “Thanks.” I think that was the only time he even spoke to me. As he returned to his car I collected myself and climbed back into the driving seat. Content for a little while at least. I’m not going to lie. I know it won’t be long before the temptation is too much to resist again.

I don't agree with all the recommendations. However, I do support the general sentiment and idea. Black Americans need to mobilize their vote to help elect black and anti racist governors, senators, mayors and Attorney generals, not just wait for the vote in November ( The presidential election is still important so get yo ass out there and vote. If covid scares you then mail in your ballot, but don't let your voice go silent). The police need to STOP USIN RACIAL PROFILING AS A TOO AND philosophy. It has been proven to not be effective in preventing or stopping crime and it is rooted in racial stereotypes and racial codification. I don't think just hiring more ethnic or black cops will work at this point. The police force needs an entire new overhaul. They need to be trained in deescalation techniques and how to deal with mentally ill as to not rely so heavily on violence and brutality to keep the "peace". The police union needs to stop protecting cops at all cost when it comes to police shootings. The burden of proof needs to be higher for a polices "life being in danger". "Smelling weed" and "shouting I see a gun without any proof. Cops need to wear body cams without the ability to turn them off. And they need to hire a more diversity, women, black, gay, non binary etc.

Bravo - so fuckin hot!!! I can't wait to read more 😄 Love what a nasty slut Chris is becoming, and so quickly!

Seeing as a fair amount of this sites members can’t even separate black men from their dicks I personally am not holding my breath.

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Gave 2 loads to a occasional fuck bud cum slut. He said it was 6 months since he had any loads. I went to his place and fucked. Within an hour he had 2 of my loads and was very happy. So was I, and we plan to breed again soon.

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

Part 10 I sat up in the bed unsure what to do. The three men walked into the bedroom and Mr. Kelly started with introductions. "Jake you know Mr. Miller obviously. And you sort of know this guy." He looked familiar. I knew I had seen him before. And then it hit me. "Justin? From the video?" "You showed him our videos?" It was him. He was taller than I expected but still hot. Those vids must have been pretty recent. "Jake picked that video himself. He must have liked what he saw." I was still in shock even as Justin started to take his clothes off. Mr. Miller came to sit next to me on the bed. He was fully clothed. Mr. Miller was younger than Mr. Kelly probably in his 30s. He was in good shape and had a thicker body then the other two. He told us in class he used to play football in high school and college and you could tell from his body. He leaned in and put his arm around me. "Mike..Mr. Kelly told me you've had some fun today. Is it ok if I join?" I looked at him and pulled away a little. His arm was still around me but our faces weren't as close. "Mr. Miller. You're my teacher now. This is so awkward. Are you sure about this? I mean what's gonna happen on Monday?" He pulled me in a little with his arm before he answered. "Let's not worry about that now. I've wanted you since the first day you came into my class. And then when Mr. Kelly told me he was talking to you on Grindr I knew I had to have you. And...I have noticed that you haven't stopped stroking your cock since we came in. You want this don't you?" He pulled my hand from my cock to the crotch of his pants. He was hard and he felt big. Just then, I heard the click of the torch. I turned and Justin was lighting the pipe and bringing it over to the bed. He was only wearing boxers. He was hot. I couldn't believe this was happening. "Why me?" I don't know who I was asking. It just slipped out. Mr. Miller and Mr. Kelly laughed. "Son, you have no idea how hot you are. Just 18 and a swimmer. You'll understand when your my age." Mr. Kelly was at the foot of the bed rubbing my legs and pulling them apart as he did it. Just as Justin was putting the pipe to my mouth, he looked over to Mr. Kelly. "Son? You call a former student son? This boy you just fucked?" Mr. Kelly just answered "Yup." As Justin pulled the pipe away he said, "That is fucking hot. Teacher taking his boys cherry and calling him son. Fuck." He put the pipe to his mouth and took a hit as I let mine out. Mr. Miller watched. "Damn boy. Expert at blowing clouds too huh? Was this your first time with tina too?" I just nodded. The high was back and I was rubbing my cock again. Justin sat down on the bed and faced me pointing to his mouth. "Shotgun it boys" Mr. Miller said. Justin leaned in and he blew the hit inside my mouth and then we were making out. He liked making out hard too. It felt like we couldnt open our mouths to each other wide enough. He pulled away and let the cloud out. "Fuck" he said "You are sexy as fuck." He took another hit and this time shotgunned Mr. Kelly. As they made out Mr. Miller said to me "You like that? Watching them make out?" I nodded. "Do you smoke that too?" I asked. "Oh yeah we have time don't worry about me." When they broke their kiss, Justin came to sit next to me again. Mr. Kelly looked at Mr. Miller. "Did you bring the points?" Mr. Miller nodded. "Points? What's that?" No one answered me. Justin handed Mr. Miler the pipe and he took his first hit. I was getting high with two of my teachers and a hot guy rubbing my chest and leg. "Oh fuck. Yeah that's good shit you got Mike." Mr. Miler's hit was huge. So big you almost couldn't see him through the smoke. Hearing him call Mr. Kelly Mike was a little weird. Oh right I'm not in school with them right now. I'm in Mr. Kelly's bed with my history teacher who was starting to strip down. Mr. Kelly and I were the only naked ones but Justin and Mr. Miller were down to their underwear. Mr. Miller was beefy with a little bit of a belly. It didnt make him less attractive. He had a coating of fur on his chest and a little on his stomach. The head of his cock was already peaking out of his boxer briefs. It looked big. He took a second hit. This time while he held it in he pulled my face to his. I knew what was coming. I was nervous all of a sudden. This was real. He opened his mouth and leaned in. I wasn't even thinking. I didn't open my mouth. He was kissing my lips trying to use his tongue to pass me his hit. Feeling his tongue against my lips made me forget what I was thinking and I relaxed into him. He pushed his hit into my mouth and we started making out. Mr. Miller was a much gentler kisser. Sensual. Romantic almost. My body was melting into him and as he felt my weight he moaned into my mouth. He broke the kiss so I could let the hit out. "That was hot" he said "We're gonna have some fun aren't we?" He pulled his boxer briefs off and I was looking at Mr. Miller's cock. It wasnt as thick as Mr. Kelly's but it looked longer. I looked toward the screen and another top was cumming inside the bottom while they made out. "Did you pick this vid too?" Justin asked me. I turned to him and he was naked too. His dick was about the same size as mine but a little thicker. Now we were all naked. "Yeah I did." "Is that what you want tonight? You want us to take turns fucking you like that? You want us to breed you?" That got me excited and scared at the same time. "I...I just don't know if I would be able to handle it all. Today was my first time really doing anything so I don't know." Mr. Miller put his arm around me again. "Don't worry. We'll be gentle. We won't make you do anything you don't want to do. We're here to have fun and make sure this feels good for you. Ok?" I nodded. "Good boy. You like getting high with your teachers? Feel good?" I nodded again. "Jake, we are about to get you higher than you even believed was possible. You are going to love it." He grabbed his long hard cock. I could see precum around the head already. "I can't wait to get my raw cock into you Jake. My favorite student. You want that?" I did but I didn't respond right away. This was all so new and Monday morning was getting closer and closer. I think he could sense my hesitation. "Don't worry. You can say yes. And after we get you really flying, you wont even remember no was a word in your vocabulary." He turned his attention away from me to Mr. Kelly. "Mike, I think we're ready. Let's do this." I had no idea what he was talking about.

Thanks for all your kind comments. Im glad youre enjoying the story. I just wanted to write something that ticked all my boxes 🙂 so its hot to see there are other guys who are into the slow build too. Havent decided if I should end the story soon and start something new or just see where this could go long term. Thanks for reading! Part 9 We lay like that for a while. Making out softly and holding onto each other. He stayed inside me just like I asked. I saw and felt his first load gush out of me when he pulled out and I wanted this one to stay in me. I wanted my body to absorb his cum so that he became part of me. It was strange to think that only one day before I was a total virgin who had never done anything and now I was beginning a life as a bottom who only took cock raw and who only wanted loads shot deep in me. Mr. Kelly of all people did that. He was so hot but before that day I only thought of him as a math teacher I used to have. Everything can change so fast. He finally did pull out and only a little leaked out as he did. He told me to jump in the shower again and he'd order some food so we had the energy to keep the night going. Soon enough we were back in his bed. He handed me his laptop again and asked me to choose. Then he grabbed the pipe and took a hit. It had been a while now since our last hit so the effect was totally worn off on him. I still had some of the effects probably because it had been my first time and because he had me take so many more hits. But I was ready to get high again. He put the pipe to my mouth and I took three big hits before I settled on a video and played it on his TV. It was a group scene. It looked like 5 or 6 guys all making out at the start of the scene. They were all already naked. "This is one of my favorites" he said as he blew out the cloud from the hit he had just taken. He leaned over and put the pipe to my mouth. As I took the hit, he put his mouth to my ear. "Is this the kind of scene you want to try sometime son? Wait until the fucking starts." And as if he memorized the scene, one of the guys went to the bed at the center of the room and got on his back with his legs up. All of the other men gathered around him. "Is this a group with just one bottom?" "Yes. Do you like that idea?" I didn't answer right away. One of the men was rimming the bottom while another was making out with him. I could only think how hot it would be to have that done to me. He put the pipe to my mouth again. As I took the smoke into my lungs he said "Remember to hold it in son. Make this one a big one. I really want you to feel this deep." I did as he said and even when I felt my lungs were full I tried to take in a little more. I nodded and he pulled the pipe away and I held my breath. "Now when you're ready to let it out I want you to let it out through your nose. You'll feel more of the hit that way." I nodded as the tingling started again. This was going to feel good. It was my first day of smoking T but I could already tell what a good hit was. I exhaled through my nose and a huge cloud of smoke built around my face and down my chest. "Thats it son. Fuck that's hot watching my boy get high like that." It hit me. I started shaking and tilted my head back as I rested it against the wall. "Fffffffuuuck dad...." This was the best hit I think I had yet. For good measure, he put the pipe back up to my mouth and I took another big hit. "I want you to keep practicing blowing it out of your nose. You see the difference dont you son?" I nodded as I sucked on the pipe. He took a hit right after me and I tried to hold my breath with him. I exhaled out my nose first but he did while smoke was still building around me. He turned my face to his and we were kissing again. Animals, dad and son, pressing our mouths and bodies against each other like we couldn't get close enough. The movie got louder. Lots more moaning and a lot of "fuck yeah." I turned to look at the screen and the bottom was getting fucked. One of the guys had put the bottoms legs around his waist and leaned down to make out with him while he fucked him. They were holding onto each other like their lives depended on it. Like if they let go they would lose the pleasure that their moans and heavy breathing said they were feeling right then. But even though he hadnt cum yet the top pulled away and out of the bottom and another guy from the group stepped in and did the same thing. He pushed his hard raw cock into the bottom with a moan from both and then he pressed his body down as they started making out with the same passion as the first guy. "What are you thinking? This is something you want isn't it? You want to be the center of attention? Have tops treat you like their boy? Loving you by sharing you this way?" I just nodded. "That looks so hot" I said as I looked back at him. "It looks like it would hurt after a while though. All those cocks?" A third top was fucking the bottom now. "But I just love how they all make out with him when theyre fucking him." "Yes son. I knew you would like that. I love making out with you. I can tell that it makes you want cock so much more when a man is making love to your mouth too. You wrap your arms around me a little tighter when we kiss. You know you can still be the center of a group that doesnt have as many tops." He grabbed the pipe and lit it again putting it to my mouth. We both took two more hits. "I have to refill this pipe again. I'll be right back." He got up and walked out with the pipe. "Your cloth bag is on your desk" I called after him from the bed but he kept walking. The tops all took their turns but no one came. Then the last top pulled the bottom up to his feet. All of the guys moved from the bed to a long couch. All of the tops sat down and the bottom went to one of them and stood up on the couch before lowering himself on the tops cock. They started making out again while the other tops watched and jerked off. Mr. Kelly came back into the room with the pipe. He was still hard as steel. "I forgot that I left the bag in here." He chuckled. "You didn't hear me say that when you walked out?" He just shook his head as he filled the pipe with more of the crystals. Then he lit the pipe and took the first hit. He came over to the bed as he held the hit and leaned down above my cock and blew the cloud onto it as he put me in his mouth. It didnt feel really different but there was something about seeing my cock in this mans mouth as smoke built up around his face and my cock. He lifted his head and looked at me. "You like that?" I just smiled. "You have such a cute smile son." His words could get me so horny for him. He sat back next to me again and handed me the pipe and torch. "I want you to try taking a hit yourself. You're ready for it." I tried to do what I saw him do. I had to try the torch a couple times since the flame didn't trigger with the click the first time. "Now don't get it too close. You don't want to burn it." I pulled the flame a safe distance and then started to see the smoke starting to form. I put my mouth to the pipe and kept the torch going like he had. "That's right. Yup yup yup yup." I started to laugh and coughed up the smoke. I couldn't control myself in the moment. "What happened? Are you ok?" I was still laughing. "Do you realize that's exactly what you would say when we would have to go up to the board and explain the homework problems? That was just a funny time for that throwback." He laughed with me but told me to take a proper hit this time. I lit the pipe and as I put it to my mouth to take the hit, he leaned into me closer and put his mouth up to my ear. "You like that don't you? That your old teacher is here getting you high and breeding you with his huge loads of cum? Did you ever think when you were sitting in my class that a couple years later I would have my thick raw cock deep in you? I wanted you then too. Thinking about your smooth tight body under me and my hard bare dad cock pushing into you and feeling you from the inside." I was just mesmerized by his voice and seeing the bottom in the video moving from one tops lap to another that I wasnt even paying attention to how big the hit was until I started letting some of the smoke out through my nose while I was still taking the hit. "That's right Jake. This is a fat fucking hit. Get high for Mr. Kelly. Get high for your dad." I handed him the pipe as I held the hit. He took a hit of his own as I began to let the hit out of my nose. I was getting even higher than I was before. I was floating and at the same time I could feel that hunger building through the stirring in my cock and the yearning at my hole. He put the pipe down and turned my face to his and kissed me. As I opened my mouth to his he blew his hit into my mouth and I took it in. He pulled away and told me to hold that hit in. Combined with the hit I had just done I knew this was going to put me in a place I hadn't been yet. I let it go and could feel my whole body giving itself over to the high. He was rubbing my chest and abs. "I love seeing you like this. So fucking hot." Just then his phone rang. He went over to his desk. "Fuck. Do you mind? I should get this." I just nodded. I was too high to know what to say. He walked out into the living room. I turned my attention back to the screen. The bottom was laying on the ground on his back again. One of the tops was lying on top of him. I loved how much making out there was. I always thought in a group scene that the bottoms were just treated like holes to fuck and nothing else. That never really appealed to me. This movie though was something I never imagined. The top inside and on top of him started to moan louder in the bottoms mouth. His thrusts became harder like he was trying to get deeper inside. And then that thrust that made it clear he was cumming inside the bottom. His back was arched as he tried to get as deep as he could. And then his body had those spasms like he was still shooting. He stayed inside the bottom as they continued to make out. This was so hot. I was stroking my half hard cock and started to tease my hole with my finger with my legs spread wide on Mr. Kelly's big bed. I was thinking about Mr. Kelly's body on top of me with his hard cock pressed against my hole. I arched my back with my eyes closed feeling that high going through me as I thought about the thick head pushing into my tight smooth hole. "Holy fuck that is a hot sight to walk in on." This was a different voice. Not Mr. Kelly's. I was jolted out my head as I opened my eyes and looked up. My hands were still between my legs and my legs spread apart. "Mr. Miller?! What the fuck?" My current history teacher was standing at the door with Mr. Kelly and one more guy that I recognized but couldnt figure out how. I was coming out of my high. This was freaking me out. "Wh-- wh-- whats going on? What the fuck?"

just stop talking and breed me...several times...give me that seed and plant it deep!!

Part 6 "Fuck!" Both of us said it at the same time. Mine was more a scream of pain. He warned me about the burning before he gave me that booty bump but this felt like a pain that started at my hole and then spread everywhere. I could feel my whole body buckle and if he hadn't grabbed my hips at the moment he popped inside me I don't know what would have happened. His "Fuck" sounded more like pleasure. More like "Fuuuuuuck". My eyes were closed tight as I tried to work through the pain. I thought about getting off him and stopping entirely. He read my mind. "You're good son. It's ok. Just hold where you are. I got you. I won't let you take anymore until you say youre ready ok? Open your eyes. Look at me." I was breathing short breaths. The pain was still so sharp. I opened my eyes but I didn't want him to see me cry. He was smiling again. "I know it hurts. We're going to take it slow. Try to take deep breaths and give it a minute." He was being so gentle with me. I know he wanted it to feel good to me but there was no way this thick cock wasn't going to be painful for my virgin hole. I tried to take deep breaths and he could see I was getting calmer. The pain was becoming dull. He took one hand off my hips and reached into his cloth bag. It was small but it seemed to have so much inside it. He pulled out a small bottle. "I want you to try something that will help. They're called poppers. You sniff them. I'll show you." It was a new bottle so he looked at me and asked if he could take both hands off. I was feeling secure with my hands and a lot of my weight resting on his shoulders still hovering over him with just the head of his cock inside me. He broke the seal and unscrewed the cap. The chemical smell hit me immediately. It did not strike me as a pleasant smell. He put the bottle up to his nose and inhaled deeply. He put the cap back and closed his eyes for a second before he exhaled and opened his eyes. "See that? Easy right?" He was going flush. His face turning red quickly. "Dad are you ok? You're getting red. Is that normal?" "Yes son. It means it's working. Ready to try? It will make it easier to take more of me. I took one hit but I want you to take two. I'll put it up to one nostril and then the other and I want you to breathe in as deep as possible. Then after the second nostril I want you to hold your breath as long as you can. Ok?" I nodded but all of the instructions were hard to follow with the drugs already in my system and a thick cock head inside me. He unscrewed the cap again and pressed the bottle against my right nostril and pushed my left nostril closed. "Really deep son." I tried to do what I saw him do but the chemical smell stung hard and I pulled away coughing. It seemed to be a pattern. "Sorry. It stings." Even though I didn't do what he told me to, I felt a rush and warmth that felt...good. "Youre good son. First times are always the hardest. Let's try the other nostril. This time try to hold it ok?" I nodded and he pushed the bottle up to my left nostril and held my right nostril closed. I inhaled deep again knowing to expect the chemical smell this time. I kept inhaling longer then he did for his hit. "Damn son. That swimming gave you great lung capacity. Ok now hold it in as long as you can. Even when you want to let it go, hold it for just a little longer ok?" I nodded. He put the cap back on and set the bottle aside. The warmth I felt with the first hit was much stronger this time and I was being hit by a wave of pleasure. I don't know how long I held my breath but the longer I did the better it felt. "Good boy! It's hitting you isn't it? Hold it just a little longer....a little longer...a little longer...You wanna let it go?" I was feeling like I was gonna burst. I was nodding fast. He quickly placed a hand over my mouth and nose. My eyes shot open in panic. "I got you son. Just a little longer. You got this. You're a swimmer. Show me what you got son." Slowly he pulled his hand away and I exhaled like I had been underwater for an entire 500 race. But the wave of warmth I felt when I was holding my breath turned out to be nothing compared to this. My whole body melted my head fell back and without his hands on my hips I started sinking down on his cock slowly. This time both of us moaned. I could feel him stretching me from the inside. The pain was still dull but it never got worse. There was something else now. It wasn't even pleasure. It was like a realization. Like I didn't know that I had spent my life partly empty until that space was being filled. "Oh my god dad. Your....your....cock is so....thick." He moaned. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open. I stopped myself from sinking further. I wasnt sitting in his lap. I couldnt believe there was more. I needed a break. He opened his eyes. "You're almost there son. You're doing great. How does it feel?" I struggled to find a word. "Good dad." "Just good? Because it feels amazing inside you son. Youre so tight and warm around your dads cock." Hearing that got me so worked up. I dont know how but almost as a reflex to hearing those words I squeezed my hole around his cock. He moaned loud and long and his eyes rolled back. It was so hot to see the pleasure I was giving this man. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as I could. And that was enough to make me decide to just hope that the worst was behind me and I sat all the way down taking the rest of his cock inside me. His moan went from loud to completely silent like he was screaming but nothing was coming out. His eyes opened the way mine did when he forced me to hold my breath and he looked at me in shock. The pain was sharp. I couldn't believe how deep he was inside me. My eyes watered and a couple tears were falling down my cheeks. He brought his hands to my face and wiped the tears with his thumbs. "We're just going to sit here so you can get used to me inside you son. This is what we both needed. Look at me. Your dad's raw cock is inside you son." I moaned and my hole squeezed on his cock again. He pulled me into him and kissed me. We put our arms around each other his grip tight as he moaned into my mouth. We made out for what felt like the longest we had to that point just exploring each others mouths and tongues pushing further into the other. He pulled me away to break the kiss. "You are so beautiful son. Perfectly smooth like a good boy should be and so tight around my fat bare cock. You know I havent cum in a couple weeks. When you told me your birthday I decided I would hold a load so that the first load that shoots into you is so big that you never forget it." Talking about cumming in me brought me a little out of the haze and made me a little nervous again. This wasn't safe. But that's all I wanted from this man. I wanted to feel a man shooting his seed into me deep. Either I show everything on my face or he can read minds. I think he could detect that my mood was beginning to change. He grabbed the pipe and torch. "How about a couple hits?" I nodded. I was nervous but I didn't want to stop what was happening. If the hits could cloud it again then I was going to do them. He gave me three hits before he took one. For good measure he gave me one more after his one. I was flying high again as the clouds hit me hard. "Ok we're going to do something now. We're going to stay in this position. I'm going to teach you a couple things that will make every top fall in love with you." At the moment there was only this man who I wanted to fall in love with me. I would do anything he told me to. "Eventually you'll learn how to bounce up and down on a cock but you just feel so good that I don't want you pulling off me even an inch. You're gonna grind into me and you're gonna find a spot inside you that is gonna make you cum." I looked down at my cock. It was still just semi-hard. There was no way he was gonna make me cum with my cock only half hard. He pushed my chest back so I was leaning back. He kept pushing until I had to use my arms to brace myself behind me. "That's good son. Now just make slow small circular motions with your hips with my entire cock inside you." I began trying to do what he said while being sure not to pull away from the feeling of the hair of his crotch brushing against me. Dad was using his hands to rub my chest my abs my legs and then used one hand to stroke my cock as he rubbed my body. Not even a minute of doing this he said "Let's do another hit of poppers. I think it will help and I also want to see how they mix with the T for you." I pulled myself back upright and in that motion his cock hit something inside me that caused me to shiver and moan. "There you go son. I think we found it. Let's do these hits and get you feeling even better. He gave me two hits letting me take a quick breath after the first but making me hold the second one. Before he took his hits he said "I'm going to take my hit now and I'm going to hold it in too. I don't want you to let go of yours until I let go of mine. Ok son?" I nodded but I was already starting to feel like I was going to need to breathe out soon. The warmth was working its way into me like a wave and I was trying to hold on. Dad took his hit and held it. He closed the bottle and put one hand on the back of my head. He pulled me in so we were forehead to forehead both holding our breaths. Finally he nodded and we both exhaled. What I felt was incredible. It was so much more intense than the first time. He pulled me into a kiss and we were both animals. But he shortened this kiss and pushed my chest back again. He put one hand behind my back to steady me. I knew what he was doing. "We're gonna find that spot again son. I want you to feel even better. Go ahead and try that motion again." I started making circles with my hips again still riding the wave. And then it hit. I actually screeched. Dad held me in that position. He was like a surgeon with incredible precision. One hand on my abs and the other on my back he held me at an angle that was not as far back as before but not upright. We sat still for a moment and he looked deep into me. I could barely focus I was so high. "Are you ready son?" I didn't really know what he was talking about but I nodded anyway. "Clench your hole for me son." He closed his eyes and moaned through his smile as I held his cock tighter inside me. "Try to match my rhythm with that move ok son?" Rhythm? I had no idea what he was talking about. We weren't moving. And then suddenly I felt his body buck slightly and inside me his cock pressed against that spot again making me shiver and sending my head back behind me. Then he did it again. And again. And again. And then over and over until I was screaming out. "Fuck...dad... your... cock....oh...my....god." So this is what it meant to be fucked. This is what it meant when all those guys in the videos who were getting fucked moaned like crazy. I was seeing stars in my drug and poppers fueled high on top of this feeling of his huge thick cock stretching me and introducing me to a pleasure I never wanted to lose. "Don't....stop...dad...please...." He started moaning too as I clenched down on his cock over and over. "Son fuck yes. You love your dads raw cock inside you dont you? This thick cock is going to breed you so deep with a two week load of ropes and ropes of thick dad cum. You want that son? You want your dad's load to breed you son?" I didn't say anything in response. Something was bubbling in me. The tingling that I had been feeling since those first hits were suddenly turning into something else and I was starting to shake uncontrollably moaning and gasping for breath at the same time and even though I hadnt been touching my only half hard cock I could feel this wave of pleasure make its way to my balls and through my cock as I came like never before. Dad pulled me against his chest as I was still shaking and with his mouth at my ear said "I'm cumming son. Oh fuuuu......" I could tell that he was moaning that silent moan again. His body against mine was shaking bucking over and over and after at least 10 spasms he moaned deep and long. The spasms kept coming but there was a longer period between them. He held me tight against him and when he thought they were over he pulled me back and kissed me. He bucked a couple more times and said "Oh fuck I'm still cumming. Oh...m--" I put my tongue in his mouth. If each time he bucked into me was a shot he must have cum almost 20 ropes into me. Our kiss got slowly and more sensual as our breathing steadied. I pulled back this time. I had shot a massive load. There was cum all over our chests. "How are you feeling son?" I didn't know what to say. I felt amazing like everything in my life had changed. I put my head on his shoulder. "Dad. That was incredible." I could hear him chuckle. He was still inside me and I could feel that he was still hard. "That was just the beginning son. I have an idea. How do you feel about calling home and telling your folks youre staying over your friends place tonight?"

Next up was Hamburg where I checked out the back rooms of TOM’s Saloon. It was a Thursday night and the crowds seem to be dying down a bit, so I was thinking “damn, I should’ve came earlier “. I ordered a beer and started to walk around the place getting to where the dark rooms were in the back of the bar. I started walking down the narrow hallway which had cubbies on one side. Leaning against the wall was an older bear with a full beard and rounded stomach. I barely had time to make eye contact with him before he grabbed me and shoved me into the nearest cubby. He pushed me into the corner while reaching to unbutton my pants and pull them down. Once my ass was exposed, he forced my head down so that my hole was exposed and available. He unzipped and pulled out a decent size dick that I didn’t have time to prepare for before he was shoving it in me. This was literally a raw fuck with no chance for lube. The first few minutes were painful as the friction of his fuck rubbed against my dry hole. Mercifully my ass juices began to flow and the tempo increased. With each charge of his penis as he roughly fucked me, my head banged into the corner of the cubby over and over. He leaned over me and grabbed my shoulders as I went from being impaled on his dick to smacked in the corner. He didn’t care; his needs were going to get met. After 15 minutes, I began to hear some grunts and groans as his cock pulsed his load into me. He pulled out, tucked himself back in, and left the cubby with not a word to me. My ass dripping, I rubbed the top of my head and pulled back up my jeans.

Load number 3 in my tight cunt. The strong, hairy beast on top of me roared as his grip on my ankles tightened and he added his seed to the sperm cocktail churning around inside me. He smelled like sweat and cigarettes. Combined with the smell of piss in the gas station bathroom and chemicals in my throat, it made my head spin. He rolled up a ball of spit behind his crooked teeth and shot it at my face. It was thick and a little bubbly, like his cum. His cock inside me felt natural, like it was filling up an empty hole inside me. “Good slut!” he exclaimed, satisfied. I moaned as he slipped his cock out and I suddenly felt incomplete. He jammed two fingers into me roughly. Some of the cum leaked out of my ass and dribbled down my legs. I put on my g-string and denim cutoffs. He put ten bucks into my back pocket and kissed me. Some wads of his own spit got caught on his mustache. I normally didn’t ask for payment outside of work; hell, sometimes I would pay to get my ass creamed. But I was low on drugs, and it turns some guys on to shell out a few bucks afterwards. It reminds them of how little I’m worth. He hopped in his car, and I got back on the street, struggling to keep the loads in my ass. Almost 1AM, and the roads were empty. Everything was dark except for the street light and the neon lights at the sports bar the block down. Properly lubed up and feeling piggy, I could finally go to work. A little buzzed from my booty bump earlier that day still, every few steps felt like one, and keeping track of time was difficult. Every sound made me jump. The hot, stickiness grinding between my asscheeks and slowly trickling down my legs made the walk better. I’m 20, 5’9”, Asian, perfectly smooth, waxed all over my entire body, and fit. A lot of guys liked that. Some people told me touching me was like feeling a girl, but my pussy is tighter, and I’m sloppier, hungrier, trashier, and longer-lasting than any girl they’ve fucked before. I arrived at the basement club. Barry, the guy at the desk, knows me by now. The only reason he lets me do what I do here is because sometimes I let him fuck me. Over the course of my career, he’s pumped me with enough sperm to fill my body. “The boys are downstairs at the back of the maze,” he said. “Don’t cause any trouble, fuckin’ tweaker. Don’t want you to pass out again – I’m not taking care of you next time.” I don’t remember what life was like before I was a trashy slut anymore. No... I was always one. This is who I am. I was born and destined for this life. The maze was dark, but plenty of dicks and dirty words graffitied onto the walls stopped you from running into them. Besides, I knew where to go. I walked into the sling room. A white, flickering light swung from the ceiling, creaking as it rocked back and forth. Fourteen guys stood there, either in leather chaps and harnesses or dressed normally and rubbing their bulges through their jeans. Some of them were handsome, some of them were trolls. All of them were at least 35. Bags of white crystals, pipes, and points were being passed around the room. One of the guys was packing a giant three-foot bong with weed. Backwards hat, basketball shorts, chiseled body. He was one of the younger ones. They greeted me warmly and handed me a bottle of coke, which I assumed was spiked with GHB. I took two large gulps. Maybe it was placebo effect, but I immediately felt the room turn floaty and my body felt hot. “Yo Ricky, you sure we can fuck this kid raw?” one guy said. His voice was booming. He was wearing a ski mask and was a tall, broad-shouldered and broad-chested man. He had a gut, but you could tell he was strong and could snap me in half easily with his titanic arms. The bulge through his jeans ran down his thigh. “Hell, I think I’d break him apart. He’ll be feeling my dick in his throat when I fuck that little pussy.” “Then break him apart, John. What, ya worried about the kid? You like him or somethin’?” Ricky said. The masked man squints at me through his eyeholes, grabs my chin, and runs his tongue up my neck, over my jaw, and up my cheek. My face was still sticky from being spit on by the guy in the gas station bathroom. His other hand slides down my back and tailbone until his middle finder rubs my g-string right over my ass. The strap is now sticky, warm, and soaked with the cum oozing out of my hole. I moan as I feel his breath against my face, like a wolf about to eat his prey. “Nah,” he snarled. “I don’t feel nuthin’ for him. Hey boy. I’m gonna shred your lil’ pink cunt, and then I’m gonna knock you up with my lil’ babies.” The other men laughed. My chest fluttered. My ass had been loosened up by the past few fucks that night, but a gangbang will wreck your hole enough. I was already nervous, but his dick looked like a python. Ricky was my pimp, boss, and master. He’s Italian, tall, strong, hairy, and had dark features. He perpetually smelled of cigarettes. He’s not associated with the mob, and he doesn’t kill people... with guns anyway. Ricky’s a businessman who sells bodies, but he has his moral standards. He doesn’t kidnap boys because he knows there are boys like myself who seek him out, who willingly become his whores... and that’s what keeps him passionate about his work. The jock handed me the bong, its giant piece packed full with what looked like a small shrub. He handed me the lighter. “Torch it, man. It’s gonna be a long night for you.” “Thanks,” I said, holding the carb and putting the fire to the weed. I sucked. One... Two... let the fire go. Three feet of glass instantly filled up with a thick white smoke. As the grass burned the smoke turned so thick it had a yellowish hue. Just as I released the carb, John shoved my head down, forcing my mouth over the hole. He held it there as I inhaled until I felt the smoke basically fuck my lungs. I choked, smoke flying out the sides and through my nostrils. “Yo, suck it you little bitch! If you can’t even take that, how are you gonna take fourteen cocks?” the jock yelled. It took me four full inhales to clear the smoke. Meanwhile, John slowly unbuttoned my cutoffs from behind. They fell to the floor around my boots. His hands floated up to my chest and he grabbed my small pecs as he nibbled my ear. I passed the bong to the next guy, but my head was already spinning wildly. I coughed for a full five minutes while the men offered me more of the coke and felt me up all over my body. I felt the blood vessels in my eyes instantly constrict. Everything was slow, I was so high I could barely utter a word or respond to what anyone else was saying or doing, and my skin felt hypersensitive. The men moved in on me. Countless dirty hands (some even with rings!) and tongues slobbered and violated me. A fat finger entered me. I was so high it felt like the first thing to enter my ass all night, an incredibly new and fresh feeling. I moaned, louder than I thought. It almost startled myself, I was practically yelping with pleasure, like a virgin getting his sweet spot gently tapped for the first time. I was drowning in men’s bodies. The high was so strong, their dirty talk was only a buzz in the distance. All I could really hear was the loud heartbeat in my ears and my own moans of ecstasy. “His ass is so warm and sticky already. How many guys did he let cum inside him?” “What a sloppy piece of trash. I can’t wait to get my turn at that cunt.” “I call dibs first.” “I’ll take his mouth then. Don’t waste the meat.” A few chuckles. Some guy was now eating my ass. His face was buried between my asscheeks, his tongue wriggling furiously against my hole. I could feel his unkempt beard rub all over my ass. I was euphoric. I love my job, I thought to myself. By becoming less than human at a young age, I’ve descended into a world of drugs, cock, cum, and service, and feeling my body being pleasured, knowing that these men wanted to pleasure their cocks using my holes, knowing I was nothing more than a sloppy cum rag to wipe their dicks with, a vessel for their cum... That fulfilled all of my inner desires. “More!” I screamed. “Cock... fuck me... breed me... use me!” I moaned incoherently as they touched me. “Aw yeah, the pig wants it. Oink, oink!” one of the men snickered. “Where’s the T? Someone put that slut in the sling and wrap a tourniquet around his arm.” “Man, if this kid’s parents could see him now.” More laughter, this time louder. Ricky watched in the corner, taking his turn at the bong. The man loved to indulge, but always stayed in control, making sure his money-maker didn’t get too out of line or refuse any of the men their pleasure. Continued in Part Two.

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…

Oh yeah I 💘 dp especially while wacked out on pnp and poppers

Thank you as you are not alone in how you feel. I seen this before in 1968 after Dr. King was assassinated and city burned and citizen were killed by the police. We have a president that will have people tear gassed shot with rubber bullets and flash bangs used on peaceful people for a photo op.

Here I am in the middle of pledging into a fraternity wondering why I let it get this far in the first place.... One month ago I was just a freshman moving into the dorms; when I finished unpacking and said goodbye to my parents, it set in that I was on my own for the first time ever. I was always what the jerks in high school referred to as a "nerd." I always kept my grades up and was somewhat of a loner. When it came time to pick colleges, I was the only one of my few friends to choose an out of state school. For the first couple of weeks, I just attended my classes and then went back to the dorm to study and sleep; then one day I saw a flyer for a fraternity. It said that they were accepting new members and freshman are welcome to apply. I decided that I was tired of being on my own, and maybe joining a frat would help me find a group of guys to hang out with. The application included a letter about why we wanted to join the fraternity and then a "pledge weekend" where we lived in the frat house for the weekend and the older brothers would decide if we would be allowed to join. That brings to me where I am now - in the frat house with one of the older members, Rick. When we arrived for the weekend, each of us was assigned a brother who we were told to listen to for the weekend, and ultimately, they would decide whether or not we could get in. The first thing Rick did was take me into a bedroom and close the door. "Alright pledge, strip," he said in a commanding voice. I just stared at him; I knew that sometimes fraternities would make pledges embarrass themselves to get in, so I decided that it was normal. I took off my clothes, except my underwear and set them against the wall to my right. I stood there uncomfortably while Rick looked me up and down. I'm a skinny guy with almost no muscle, and I was extremely intimidated by Rick, who had clearly spent time in the weight room. "I said strip; that means all the way pledge," said Rick. I took off my underwear, revealing my soft dick. At this point I was starting to panic, but I really wanted to get into the fraternity. Rick took a step toward me. "Ok pledge. Your first task is to show how well you are willing to take care of the brothers in this fraternity. You are going to get down on your knees and take care of my cock." My mind was racing... Does he really want me to touch, or even worse, suck his cock? I tried to argue saying, "I can't do that... I'm not gay!" Rick told me that the only way I would be allowed in the frat was if I sucked his dick, otherwise I could leave right now. While I was considering my options, he added that nobody else would know; I could just do it once, and then he would be sure to let me in the fraternity. Reluctantly I agreed and kneeled on the floor in front of Rick while he pulled his cock out of his sweat pants. I tried to keep myself from gagging as I slowly moved my face toward the tip. I stuck out my tongue and licked the head; it was salty, but not completely unpleasant. I decided to do what I can to get this over as fast as possible. I wrapped my lips around Rick's cock and started moving my head up and down the shaft. After a while, Rick starting thrusting his hips in time with my head. He grabbed my head and sped up until he came in my mouth. The cum was thick, like mucus, but it didn't have that strong of a flavor. I pulled off of his cock and spit the cum out onto the floor. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" said Rick with a grin. All I could think about was at least that was all I had to do to get into the fraternity. I made it, and now the rest of the weekend should be pretty easy...

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.

It was tonight. It’s still in me right now. Grindr hookup met up with dude who “just wanted a blow” in his car behind the buildings in a strip mall. I got naked before I started sucking. After slurping down his rod for like 10 minutes he stuck his hand down the crack of my ass and started playing with my hole. Next thing I know there’s bare cock slamming in my ass hole while my face is up against the window. He started choking me too. It was a pretty quick but pretty furious fuck. He started calling me a cock whore and stuff like that before finally he pumped his cream inside me. Were meeting there again tomorrow. I’m bringing my suv so he can fuck me on my back.

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.

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.”

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We've been chatting on one of the apps for a few weeks. We talked online and promised we would connect. I wasn't sure if he was serious but when he sent me his pics my dick stiffened. I sent him my pics. I'm a dad guy. Bit older 6c hairy etc. I'm always horned up and love breeding and seeding. I especially love son type guys from college age on up. He said he was 40 but had a huge dad fetish and wanted to role play. I agreed. The set up was: he was dating my daughter and I was in the area and wanted to finally meet him. He asked me to call him and role play from the start. I arrived at his door and he answered. HOT. My cock was already getting hard. He said he was happy to meet "my girlfriends dad." I asked how long they had been dating. He said 2 years but hadn't made a move on her yet. I explained that she really liked him but was concerned about the lack of intimacy. He said "sir I'm a Virgin and not sure what to do." We continued the role play. "well a dad's job is to teach his son all about sex" I said. "let me show you how to kiss" He acted hesitant and I encouraged him. "its ok, this is why I am here. I just want to help you." we moved in together and softly kissed. I parted his lips with my tongue and he opened his mouth for more. Our lips and tongues were pressed together and we started kissing deeper and more forceful. We both were getting into the role play and getting more and more turned on. My cock was hard as hell and I wanted him. I rubbed his cock through is pants. He was hard too. Our kiss broke and he suggested we go to the bedroom for "more instruction." We moved to his room and on the bed. We continued to kiss and started hugging. Both of us moaning with the pleasure of the kissing and hugging. I rubbed his back and he put his arms around me. We were side by side and our cocks were rock hard. I suggested we "get naked so we can feel our bodies together." "just for teaching purposes." We both got naked and continued to kiss and now our bodies pressed together. Both of us moaning and feeling each other's rock hard dicks and bodies pressed together. We were really getting heated up. His tongue darting around mine. "Why don't you lean down and lick my cock, Son?" He responded with a groan. He moved over my cock and put it in his mouth. "deeper boy" "I'm showing you how to pleasure another." He went balls deep on me. I was in heaven. Both of us responding to the role play and getting very turned on. I put my hand on his head and pushed him down a bit. "suck it son" I said. I was stroking his back and neck. I was so turned on. So was he! I gently moved him off my cock and suggested something else. "there are other pleasure areas I can teach you about." I said. "Where?" he asked quietly? I stroked his chest and reached to his ass and his hole. "I've never done that before Sir." he said. "it would mean you would know what it feels like when you fuck my daughter." "Oh, that makes sense" he nodded in agreement. I had him lay on his stomach and I started to rim his hole. He bucked back and moaned loudly. "Sir that feels so good!" "I know, I'm teaching you all these new things." I spit on his hole and got my cock wet too. I played with his hole and rubbed my cock between his cheeks. The role play forgotten for a moment, I slid my cock inside his well used hole. It was wet and warm and felt so amazing. I can not get enough of it. I started sliding inside and out. Pushing my cock deeper and deeper. It was such an amazing hole. I loved it. He was gripping the bed, moaning and squirming with pleasure. I kept fucking and fucking him. Harder pounding. "Fuck me Sir please deeper" he moaned. Yes son, I'm gonna give you my cum. I'm gonna breed you so you feel what it is like. Do you want my cum inside you? "FUCK YES SIR" "Please load my hole. Fuck into me. Breed me. I need it, want it and love it!" I fucked my cock deep inside that amazing hole and unleashed my load. It felt like gallons as we both moaned and groaned in pleasure. I slowed my fucking down and my orgasm passed. My cock was still hard and neither one of use moved. I started to slide in and out again. Picking up my pace and fucking him again. I didn't want to stop and didn't want to pull out. He pushed back on my cock and we started fucking again. After a few minutes of fucking I shot another load deep inside his hole. We were sweaty and he was dripping. We moved apart and kissed deeply. "Thank you for my first lesson Dad." he said. "My pleasure Son." We began to dress and continued the role play. "I hope you ask my daughter to marry you. I'm willing to teach you all the fun things I know about sex." "I might even take my Son-in-Law camping so we can continue the lessons. "Yes Sir! I would like that Dad. Is it ok to call you Dad now?" " Of course, Son. Its our secret and I'm happy to teach you as much and as often as you want." We kissed again as I left. I sent him a text to thank him for a great lesson and compliment him on being a quick learner! He sent a text back that he can't wait for the next lesson. He loved the 2 loads I left in him and that it was the best role play sex he has had to date. We agreed we would try and meet for lesson #2 next week!! I hope so as this guy is Hot! BH

"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.

Part 7 I was so happy that he wanted to spend more time with me. I didn't want to leave this bed with him inside me. "I like that idea I said...uh...my phone is in my pants." He laughed. "Ok. We have to do this slow. Just raise yourself up slowly." He held my hips and helped guide me off his still hard cock. I looked down as I lifted myself up and could see his cum leaking from my hole. I had never seen anything so hot before. Finally his head popped out and what looked like a flood of cum came out with it. "Woah I knew you must have shot a huge load but you could have drowned me with that." "That's what you did to me son." I couldn't help but feel proud. Which got me hornier. Whenever I came before this time I was relieved and would need at least half an hour or so before I felt like I wanted to cum again. This time even though I came a ton I didnt lose any of that feeling. I grabbed my sweatpants and pulled out my phone. I sent a message in the group chat between me and my parents and was set. I never needed their permission really. They just always wanted to know where I was. "Ok, we're set" I said and crawled back to Mr. Kelly, my teacher, my dad, my first. "How are you feeling son? You ok with what we did? How it happened?" "Yeah that was amazing. I wanna do that all the time. Like...now?" He laughed. "Someone's feeling less shy." I blushed. He was right and I wasn't sure if it was a good thing. I suddenly worried that I would lose control. "I love it. I want you to keep sharing what you want and I want to keep teaching you those things and more." "Well...we've pretty much covered everything and more so everything else would be amazing." "I've got some ideas. If you think of anything else tell me and we can make it happen. It's best to explore new things with someone you trust. You trust me right son?" I nodded. I did. "Dad you just took my virginity and shot a huge load into me. I better trust you." We both laughed. "That's true son. The reality is that a lot of guys don't have their first times with someone they really trust so I'm glad you feel that way with me. So how about we shower and then we can turn on another movie and see what happens?" "Ok. Do you want to go first or should I?" "Oh uh ok why don't you go first. I'll get you a towel. Follow me and I'll show you where the bathroom is." We walked to the bathroom and he handed me a towel. "Oh I love those showers. I was at a hotel that had one once." "Yeah I had that rainfall showerhead put in just a couple weeks ago. It's amazing. I'll just be back in bed when you get out." He kissed my forehead and then walked out. My shower relaxed me again as I washed the cum and sweat off me. I was getting worked up again thinking about how I was getting clean for this man so he could fuck me again and get me dirty all over again. My hole was a little raw and it did feel a little sore when I ran my fingers and soap over it. But that didn't make me want it any less. When I came back to his room, he was sitting on his bed with shorts on and his laptop on his lap. I jumped up and sat with him with just the towel around me. "You smell good son. I'll take my turn now. Why don't you pick a movie this time?" "Ok. What site should I go to?" "You can go to any site you want but I do have a whole collection of stuff here in this folder. Up to you. Just know that I only have a certain type of video. I only have videos with bareback fucking and where the top cums inside the bottom. It's such a turn off for me if the top is wearing a condom or if the top pulls out and cums outside of the bottoms hole. What a waste." I never thought of it that way but I knew that after that day I would only watch bareback porn with the top cumming in the bottom. No wasted cum. He left to go take his shower while I looked around his folder. He had his folder divided into studio porn and amateur porn. He was so organized which made me laugh. I guess he really is a teacher. I looked to see if I recognized any of the studio porn that he had and turned a couple on. I was still in the habit of fast forwarding to the fucking and for these videos the part where the top came inside the bottom. He was right. It was really hot. I kept going back to the folder every couple minutes and then ended up in the amateur folder. There were a lot more videos in this folder and some folders inside it. I noticed that all of the folders in the amateur category had names on them. I randomly clicked on one called Justin. There were a few videos in the folder and I clicked on one. As it started I immediately recognized the room. It was Mr. Kelly's bedroom. Where I was sitting at that moment. There was another guy maybe a little older than me sitting right where I was. Right on the bed in shorts and a tshirt. And then I heard the familiar click. Mr. Kelly came into view with pipe in hand and brought it to the boy's mouth. He took a hit and blew a big cloud. I was fascinated and didn't hear Mr. Kelly walk in wearing just a towel. "I thought you might find one of my personal videos."

Thanks for all the kind comments! Part 4 "I'm so glad you want that son. I do too. Do you like what you see on the screen?" I turned back to the movie and the dad and son were still making out with the dad on top of the son. But the dad was fucking the son! When the dad pulled away from their kiss I heard him say, "You like the feel of your dad's raw cock inside you?" The son was moaning and getting louder with each thrust. Dad was cupping my balls and stroked by cock his mouth back to my ear. "We don't have to do that right now or even tonight but I know you want to feel your dad's thick raw cock inside you don't you?" I moaned softly excited and scared all at once. I had never even thought about getting fucked raw. Bareback was always fantasy to me. It was too risky to do for real. But the door to the secret room in my mind was wide open now and in that moment condoms seemed like the worst possible idea. I turned to look at him again and this time I was dead serious. "No dad. I want that tonight. I want that now. Please dad. Fuck your son." As soon as I heard myself say it I pulled back away from the center of the bed and dad's arm around me. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry I don't know what I'm saying. I...I ....I'm not like that." Dad reached for my arm and held it pulling me back to him. "Hey hey it's ok its ok. You're fine. I want to know your deepest desires. I'm here to make them all come true. You're not scaring me. I like that you can trust me with those thoughts." I was leaning against him again and heard the click of the torch. "Here let's do another couple hits. I think we could probably use something to help us relax." He put the pipe up to my mouth and I took another big hit. Back and forth we went until that urge returned. I grabbed my semi hard cock and I stared at dad's thick cock. Without saying anything I leaned down and licked the tip my tongue moving along his slit. I tasted the sweetness of his pre cum. "Oh fuck son." I felt dad's hand against the back of my head as he put the slightest bit of pressure so that I would take more of his cock. I wrapped my lips around the head and got the loudest moan of the night as dad's reaction. It was just the head but my mouth already felt so full. I tried to go deeper on his cock but my mouth just couldn't handle it. "God you're so huge dad. I can't fit you in my mouth." I was looking up into his eyes with his cock on my tongue. "That is such a gorgeous site. Why don't you just lick up and down the shaft. I don't want to cum this way anyway." He gave me what looked like a conniving smirk. I knew what he meant and I felt my cock pulse. I started licking up and down his cock trying to taste every part of it. It was hairy but it looked like he probably trimmed so it wouldnt get out of control and so nothing hid how big it was. "Come back up here." I felt like I wasn't doing a good job. I didn't really know what I was doing so this was probably not the best blow job he had ever gotten before. He pulled me into another kiss and laid me on my back his hands moving up and down my chest and abs. Then he kissed his way down my neck down my chest and down my abs and then he put my cock into his mouth. "Fuck oh my god" I screamed. His mouth felt amazing. He was able to get all of it in his mouth which was probably easier because I was still only half hard. After a couple minutes he pulled up from it and used his hand to stroke me while he licked my balls. He looked up at me as the tip of his tongue teased each ball and made me jump from the sensation. "I love how smooth you are son. Does everyone on the swim team shave their cock and balls too?" I was feeling a little embarrassed. I never talked to anyone about this. I just liked the way it looked in porn so I figured I would try it too. "Nah not really. I just wanted to see how it looked and felt." He kept teasing my balls but with each touch he moved further down. "Well they look amazing. How do they feel?" I could see that he was smiling as he gave me a small spasm each time his tongue hit my balls. "It feels amaaaaaazing." "If you think that feels amazing you're gonna love this." He surprised me and pushed my legs up and pulled my cheeks apart. He kissed each ass cheek and then all of a sudden i felt that tip of his tongue again brush against my hole. I lifted my head up with a gasp. This time he used more of his tongue to lick around and on my hole. "Wha- what are you doing? Oh my god." He pulled his head up. "You haven't seen this in porn? Rimming?" I shook my head. "Oh are you one of those guys who turns on a video and fast forwards to the fucking?" He got me. I started laughing and as my head fell back against the pillow his tongue pushed into my hole for the first time. My laugh became a long moan. "Dad oh fuck that feels amazing." For the next few minutes it felt like he was trying to use his tongue to get deeper and deeper into me. I was in ecstasy. I never even knew this was something that existed and it was the best thing I had ever felt before. I reached for my cock and felt that it was getting more than semi-hard. He raised himself up and lowered my legs back to the bed. He came back up to a sitting position and grabbed the pipe and torch again. "How about a couple more hits?" I didn't say anything. I just pulled myself up to sit up again with him. He put the pipe up to my mouth first again. I took a long hit and as I let it out he put the pipe back to my mouth. "Don't you wanna take your turn before I take my second?" He smiled and just said "You are so sweet Jake. It's ok. There's plenty for both of us. Go ahead take another hit." He made me take a few more hits in a row. All big clouds. It felt amazing and for the first time I felt the tingling at my hole. I needed him to take my virginity. Now. As if he could sense what I was thinking he put his mouth back up to my ear and whispered, "I think it's time dad takes his son's cherry." I shuddered and nodded. On the screen the dad was screaming "Take your dad's load son! I'm breeding you with the cum that made you son!" All my brain was saying to me now was I want to feel that too. I was ready.

Fucking with just spit, precum and the natural lube your ass makes is awesome. I wish more guys would figure this out.

My Dick is sooo HARD for throat and ass---butt it's going to have to stay hard because I'm not willing to pass this virus on to those I love. I usually let my dick do my thinking but not when it's a matter of life and death. My hand and all that great porn out there will get me through this. And when this is over that guy that gets my dick first is soooo going to know that he has been FUCKED!!!

Also age 10. I was in a store with my parents, and was leaning up against a display case, and I suddenly realized that the pressure at my crotch was turning into the most amazing thing I'd ever felt. My parents wanted to move along, but I didn't want the feeling to stop, so I pretended to be interested in whatever was in that case. Finally I had to give it up. I now realize that was my first dry cum. When I got home, I did everything I could to repeat that feeling, but nothing worked. So when I was on the toilet, I started playing with my dick, got it hard, and kept rubbing. Finally "the feeling" came back, accompanied by 2 drops of a clear, thick fluid. I knew this was something I could never discuss with my father, but on my next sleepover with a same-age cousin (who'd already played with several other boys), I got educated on just what the fuck was happening, and how to use porn and spit to make myself shoot as often as I wanted. (And I soon "graduated" with my cousin to mutual j/o and sucking.) The rest is history. I really envy guys whose relationship with their fathers was so open that learning how to jack off was explained as totally normal, healthy, and nothing to feel guilty about.

Some fuck buddies host a POZ play party periodically, and last night was the Christmas gift exchange. (hehe) There is a core group of us, so there is already an existing connection and knowledge of what turns us on. Last night did not disappoint, by the end of the evening I came away with five loads and three fists in my very wrecked hole. Cum and lube was leaking out of my hole; I definitely could have used a butt plug to stop the leakage and let the new POZ cum ferment in my guts, Beside getting multiple loads, I gave several guys my seed, the first guy that was sucking on my cock got flooded with a six-day load . I definitely loved how he deep throated my cock and took my load without spilling any of it.

I’ve been shaving my balls and perineum for ages, and keeping my pubes trimmed in a tight little patch. But lately I tried waxing and holy fuckkkk it’s even hotter. My waxing guy did my asscrack and around my hole, all the way underneath, then up around my cockshaft and all of my pubes. Super smooth and ready for play. The first weekend I partied all smooth was incredible, my hole got so much eating playing fucking and breeding, and my smooth partydick was so slick n tingly. I felt seriously cunted, just the best.

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

His name is Aiden and he just turned 18. Becoming 18 was very special for this blond hot twink, because now he could finally go visit the nearest gay sex sauna. He was having dreams about it since a slightly older friend told him about it when he was 17. Aiden wasn't unexperienced with sex anymore so he had a hard-on by only thinking how many 'naked' boys and men he would see. He waited until this weekend because today the entrance was free for boys under 23, and he was hoping that lots of them would come. The location was only 6 tramstops from his house so with 20 minutes he was entering 'his dream'. A guy behind the counter greeted him and supplied him with everything he needed and even supplied him with some explanation before leading him to the locker room. Aiden stripped naked as fast as he could showing his athletic body 6-pack and a big hard cock. He put his stuff in his locker and put a towel around his waist. When he walked into the sauna area he could see some boys and man standing around. He looked around and saw one off the hottest guys he had ever seen: around 20 y/o, dark hair and a ripped muscular tanned body. Their eyes locked and before he knew it the boy came up to him and said 'You are hot! follow me'. Still dazed he grab his hand and of they went to the cabin area. The boy openend the door and let Aiden in. When the door closed Aiden heard a dark voice saying 'Hello boys'. Aiden saw a beautiful muscular black guy from around 35 y/o lying on the bad. He stuttered 'H..el..l..o' back. 'This is my daddy' the other boy said. 'YOUR DAD?' Aiden replied. 'No! My daddy...' said the boy and explained what this means. Aiden listened to the boy. 'My name is Marco and before i can go off with a boy i like i have to show him to daddy'. 'Okay! and am i allright' Aiden answered. 'I have to inspect you first' daddy said. After saying this Marco yanked off Aiden's towel with one fast hand movement and pushed him closer to daddy while whispering 'Relax.... You'll love this'. With one swoop daddies muscular arm grabbed him and tossed him on the bed. Marco climbed on the bed and placed him behind Aiden started to massage his neck. Aiden froze and didn't know what would happen next. Daddy was looking very pleased at Aiden and complimented him on his young hot body. Aiden replied by saying that he also liked the bodies daddy and Marco had. 'I get hard on compliments like that' daddy said and then removing his towel. A 27cm (10 and a half inches) long black cock emerged. 'Lick it' Marco said while pushing Aiden forward. Mesmerised by this huge cock he grab it and started licking. Then he felt Marco's tongue licking his ass. Shivers went down his spine. 'Put it in your mouth' daddy said. Aiden openend wide and started sucking on the head of the thick black cock. Marco slowly put a wet finger inside Aiden's ass. After removing the finger he quickly grab a bag put his finger in and emerged with a finger coated with ice-like crystals. With one movement he drove the finger into Aiden wet hole. Aiden wanted to scream but at that very moment daddy grab his head with two hands and drove his cock deeper in his throat. Aiden felt his arse burning and his throat closing so. Gasping for air he felt a warm sensation going through his body. It made him relax and his throat openend up and he could breath through his nose. 'Yeah! i feel him relaxing. Load his ass up with more Tina' daddy said to Marco. Aiden was feeling so horny that he was sucking on the big black cock and the drool started running out of his mouth making the cock slippery wet. 'Have you ever had something this big in your ass boy?' daddy asked. Aiden shook his head. 'Wanna feel it?'. Aiden took the cock out of his mouth and high on meth said 'Ohw yes please'. 'Then sit on it and see how far you can shove it in your ass' daddy replied. Aiden stood up and lowered him self on the cock while Marco was guiding it in place. Aiden could feel the head of the cock pressing against his hole. Marco stood up and put a bottle under Aiden's nose. 'Inhale deep thru your nose' Marco whispers . After 4 deep inhales Marco started pushing on Aiden's shoulders; Aiden was forced harder an the big dick and in less then a second the ass openend up and Aiden ass accepted the full length of the cock. Aiden unable to scream only gasped. His body started pulsating. Daddy could feel his dick being squeezed as if his cock got milked. Before he knew it he started to cum uncontrolled deep inside Aidens ass.... To be continued!